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A People Called Afrika

she really is, beautiful, dear and treasured; it is easy to under-
stand why the thought of its restoration is highly desirous to
some, especially in these days of modern craziness and killer
technologies and the like. But it simply will not be so. Like
every ancient kingdom and empire, Afrika’s ancient past was
allowed to fade away very deliberately by the One with the
Eternal Plan. What we have to look forward to and what we
should be building towards is a restoration that takes us for-
ward rather than that which puts us in limbo because we are
fighting to go back to the past that we cannot bring forward no
matter how much we try. For even if you think there is no God
and that the universe and its energy is the only force available,
just maybe it is time for you to accept the fact that the universe
has moved on and we are in another age, time and generation.

Over a period of approximately 200 years, Afrika and Afrikans
lost hold of almost the entirety of the understanding and living
out of what makes her who she is and her people who they
are. Her entire identity was corrupted and the purest versions
of it are retained only by those who hold them as valuable and
precious. In these two centuries of colonialism and neocolo-
nialism, the people of Afrika accepted, embraced and began
the awkward process of acquiring as their own, a self and com-
munal perception that had not previously existed anywhere
before. Not among the colonialists, because they were enforc-
ing a reality that they themselves did not embrace, not in their
history as Afrikans and certainly not in God. Afrika traded a
clear identity for confusion; family and community for decep-
tion, trickery, trinkets, money and status; powerful spirituality
for watered-down and corruptly interpreted versions of belief
systems; confidence and boldness for timidity and sniveling
subservience; generosity for greed; and deep hidden wisdom

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