Black Man’s Bible: The Book of Liberation — Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Born Strong
¹ Everybody dies. ² As sure as their flesh and blood will one day complete its manifestation of the Essence of All Things, their purpose, known or unknown, in the Destiny now fulfilled, everybody dies. ³ The king and the pauper, the tyrant and the victim, the monster and the angel, the villain and the minion, the brave hearts and the cowards — everybody dies.
⁴ So then, scrambling to delay that inevitable death, the selfish kings and queens, the princes and Mammonite fiends, spend profane fortunes on fortressed castles masquerading as their homes. ⁵ But neither a moat-full of alligators, nor a regiment of bodyguards, an army of gallant knights, nor a flock of fire-spitting dragons, can defend the most formidable tyrant against the slick butter knife of an unremarkable table servant awake from his slumber. ⁶ Man to man, eyes upon the slumped heap of the being the tyrant once was, the servant sees for the first time that the king was always unexceptionally flesh and blood just like him. ⁷ And as he stands over the tyrant’s giving body, the tables turned, the chaos as the guards leap as minions to save their fading master, the servant knows that he too is a goner, but that day he departs this realm not as a servant but as the legend returning to his Greater Purpose.
⁸ Love conquers all, they say. ⁹ And in paying the ultimate sacrifice in the defense of the meek, that unconventional common man, with a final gesture, contemplated their liberation and felt a love for all the generations — past, present, and future — greater than even the love for himself. ¹⁰ Although the disrupted order dubbed that martyred legend a public enemy, the survivors never forgot his inscrutable love for them. ¹¹ And through shell-shocked and frozen eyes, even the dying tyrant thanked the one who with merciful dispatch freed his tortured essence from its evil possession into its Completed End.
¹² They say a sociopath has no conscience and feels no torment from the nature of his evil ways. ¹³ Destined to his role by birth and circumstance, predisposed to an unhealthy worship of self, nurtured in the spirit of hate, molested or plagued to a sickness of heart and mind, the tyrant ends up so far gone and deeply lost in a tortured maze, that where there was once humanity emerges an unusual cruelty. ¹⁴ Possessed in the one, that evil becomes manifested in a dim triad of deviousness, narcissism and wickedness. And having served his Completed Purpose as the purveyor of your pain, the evil one eventually meets his fated end.
¹⁵ This is the Greater Design of things: that you experience this pain to understand and to become the guardians and the defenders of the Greater Good. ¹⁶ Why do you feel pain when you fall, if not to remind you and your kindred of the hurdles of life? Why do you even fall, if not to experience and share the fullness of existence — and toward Transcendence, to strive to rise again? ¹⁷ Why do you exist at all, if not as a remarkable expression of the Great Eternal Consciousness of the Almighty through you? ¹⁸ And in your truest expression of the Eternal Power, you will discover and perform the role you were always born to play.
¹⁹ In this way, even the grass finds its purpose: sprouting across the African plains and sprawling a thousand miles to meet its destiny with the gazelle and its kindred. The gazelle finds its purpose: consuming the grass and proliferating the plains to meet its destiny with the lion and its kindred. The lion finds its purpose: sustaining on the gazelle and roaming the plains as the keepers of the jungle. And when the lion dies, its carcass scavenged to the bone, nourishing the fields of grass as it rots, the cycle completes and then repeats. ²⁰ In a play and counter-play, every player in its truest form expresses the Eternal Consciousness. And with that, the grass grows greener, the gazelle runs faster, the lion chases fiercer. But even the lion knows its limits. ²¹ At the appointed time, the elephant reminds that beast who the giants of the jungle have always been, and that not everything that meekly eats the greenery is a jittery gazelle. ²² So why are you, the mighty elephant, expressing the Eternal Power like a gazelle?
²³ Everyone has their role in the Greater Design, and for you it should be clear by now. ²⁴ Your physical body enslaved by hooligans, subjugated and raped by madmen, tortured and hanged by the wicked, your role was always to suffer, endure, and grieve; but ultimately to resist, and as you finally awake, to rise and fight, to overcome and stand triumphant over evil — your human dignity and equality restored and defended, honorably and courageously, to be witnessed by all of time and history.
²⁵ You have heard it said before that an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind. But know this: a madman who gouges an eye, and is met with no reprisals, will go about gouging even more eyes until the whole world is too blind to stop his scourge.
²⁶ It is with this understanding then that, in persisting times of injustice and tyranny, the guardians and defenders of the Greater Good visited upon madmen their justly due reprisals — not out of vengeance, but with a deep love and the courage to protect the defenseless ones from the menacing evil. ²⁷ So as the dominions have their armies, you too have each other. ²⁸ Defend yourselves from tyranny, dear brothers and sisters, with all that you have. ²⁹ Await no heroes — for those who allow the armies of another to defend them will always be remembered disdainfully as the lesser of the two.
³⁰ Let it be as clear as a starlit windless desert sky over the Sahara — this is what happened as the stars are your witness. They slapped you, and you turned the other cheek. You thought it selfless, but it encouraged the madmen to do so again. And they did. ³¹ They slapped the children, and again suffered no reprisals. So the madmen, presupposing a weakness and cowardice like they had never seen before, got emboldened and leaned in with their back hand. ³² They slapped your grandchildren too as madmen do. Generation after generation, this went on — except the slapping was the slashing, and the slashing was your slaying; and there were still no reprisals. ³³ Your patience was severely tested. And with honor, you showed great restraint. ³⁴ What now?
³⁵ If not the fiendish ones through their self-preserving interpretations, who told you that feeble pageantry in the face of unrelenting madness is the way? ³⁶ Do not be easily fooled. ³⁷ And do not take their vicious assaults lightly. ³⁸ Indeed, it is in your Great Design that you feel a love for your young and kin so deep that you boldly fight, risking life and limb for their protection. ³⁹ Even the chicken, after which the cowards are named, displays a most poetic courage in the defense of her hatchlings against the razor-sharp claws of the marauding hawks. ⁴⁰ Be the protectors you were born to be. ⁴¹ The divine power and intervention you seek is also the power of intervention divinely placed within you.
⁴² You must have seen already that a land of the free is only home to those unfettered minds with the courage and endurance to endlessly defend their inherent freedom from the takers of the world. ⁴³ And those who beg for that freedom have lost it already in the very act of the begging. ⁴⁴ For no free minds need beg to receive what is theirs already, knowing that united they have it in themselves to defend it. ⁴⁵ There are millions of you now. Fully aware, organized and bound together in fidelity, you may be bloodied, but you will never be vanquished.
⁴⁶ You who carry the honor of the gentle giants of the African plains, you who have lived and seen and suffered the jungle’s pains — you are the deterrence of the wickedness, the guardians of the peace through strength, the caretakers of fairness and freedom, the defenders of a just and decent world. ⁴⁷ With Providence, you will go forth courageously, proceeding with a profound love for your kin and kindred spirits — standing on the shoulders of those who have come before you, their hopes and aspirations within reach. ⁴⁸ And of this thing called love, let us now contemplate.
Copyright © 2020 by the Oracle of Or’kam
The book will be released in June 19 (Juneteenth) 2021.
