The Nubian Ninja Stings America

On May 16, 2016May 16, 2016 By dancingpalmtreesIn Cathay Williams, DeBorah, DeBorah Ann Palmer, Edward G. Palmer, Edward Gordon Palmer, Edward Palmer, Nubian Ninja, Uncategorized, William Henry Halstead, William J. Palmer, William Junius Palmer, William Palmer3 Comments

Most people who know me know that I’m an Opinionated Black Woman. I’m not ashamed to say that I’m a Liberal/Progressive on most issues. I support Women’s Rights including a Woman’s right to choose. Yes I’m Pro-Choice. I also support my Gay and Lesbian family, friends and co-workers. I have no shame in my game and no filters. Also I don’t care about what people think of me. Only my opinion of me matters to me. As I’ve said before and I will continue to say I validate myself. I don’t look for support from anyone or anybody else.

As an African-American Woman I know what it is to be the target of assumptions. During the eight years I’ve been at my current job (I’m a museum security guard) it has been white men (however white women can be just as ignorant) who assume that because I’m a Black Woman I must be a drug dealer or a prostitute. Some whites right away look at the color of my skin and my gender and just figure she’s a slut and a hoodrat.

Some feel that because I’m Black that gives them the right to touch me. For some strange reason I cannot fathom white people have some sort of sick fascination with African hair. Well I’ve got news for you. I’m not running a petting zoo so unless I know you and know you very well Don’t Touch Me and Keep Your hands to Yourself. Let me say this loud and clear, I Do Not Like or Want to be Touched especially by strange white people!! Observe Personal Space!!

Also I’ve been called everything but a Child of God.

This is the candidate that many white Americans support and want to be the next President of the United States.

Trump. Just another name for a disgusting pervert masquerading as a “Voice of the People” The only people he represents are the KKK, the American Nazi Party and the Christian Identity movement. For those of you who don’t know about these groups. Look it up. Also Donald Trump’s father was a Grand dragon/wizard or whatever idiocy they call themselves of the KKK. Now you understand where he gets his racist, biased, bigoted views. A male who uses women. Has had numerous failed marriages and businesses. A white male who wants to build walls instead of bridges.

http://www.nytimes.com/2016/05/15/us/politics/donald-trump-women.html?emc=edit_na_20160514&nlid=58215227&ref=headline&_r=0

Whites never even consider that I’ve served my country and I’m a United States Army Veteran. I graduated from Marymount Manhattan College with honors. I’ve been working for close to if not 40 years and have always supported myself while taking care of my developmentally disabled brother. Nor do they see me as their Sister in Christ only as a nanny or personal servant. News Flash!! Aunt Jemima and Uncle Ben took off the apron and Chef’s hat and now work for Black Lives Matter!! #BlackLivesMatter

But then again my contributions plus the contributions of my parents, grandparents, great grandparents, great-great grandparents have been negated by most white Americans and Europeans down through history. It is their choice to go by stereotypes, assumptions, stupid politicians, idiot preachers/ministers and corrupted media. Because a person is a certain color, race, nationality, religion (non-Christian) right away they must be some type of criminal or terrorist.

Shame on you America. For you know neither my story nor my song.

However the songs of white Americans/Europeans are constantly celebrated. They celebrate murdering thousands of Native Americans, capturing and enslaving Africans, Jim Crow, years of colonialism against Black and Brown peoples systematically attempting to remove their own indigenous faiths/religions, destruction of native cultures and desecration of native/indigenous lands, using the CIA to prop up dictatorships in foreign countries which have numerous human rights violations.

Tell me Republicans/Conservatives are you really proud of this history?!

As Memorial Day in America is rapidly approaching I will continue speaking on this issue in a future post.

Come to the River. Wash My Soul.

On May 7, 2016 By dancingpalmtreesIn Buddha, Buddhism, Buddhist, Come to the River. Wash My Soul., Matthew 3:13, Native American, Shinnyo-en Buddhism, Uncategorized

So many ancestries run through my veins. Africa, Native American, Ireland course throughout my circulatory tributaries. All merging into one.

I take the Warm Spring healing waters from Gaia’s womb. Water. Rain. Storms. Floods. Tidal Waves. Tsunamis. Showers. Oceans. Seas. Lakes. Ponds. Water possesses the powers of creation and destruction. River and Mountain Goddess meet. Fresh moving waters provide life. Stagnant still waters harbor seeds of death. Tears of sorrow, sadness and grief. Tears of joy, happiness and relief.

We create man-made fountains in the city to satiate our thirsty souls.

We spend the first nine months of our lives in our Mother’s amniotic waters.

Our bodies are approximately composed of 70% water.

Health officials recommend drinking eight glasses of water a day to replenish what we lose through sweating, excretion and elimination.

Water in most faiths is a method of cleansing and renewal.

Jesus was baptized in the River Jordan. (Matthew 3:13)

Most Christians are baptized at some point in their lives.

In Buddhism one of the goals is to wash away the illusions and delusions of Ego.

Hindus after cremation often scatter their Loved ones ashes into the sacred River Ganges.

At the end of the song they call upon Oshun, West African Orisha of Love and the Sweet Waters from the World Goddess. The Orishas call to my ancestral soul beckoning me to the indigenous beliefs of the Mother Land. I hear their cries mixed with those of my Native American ancestors calling me to return. Return Home.

http://www.thaliatook.com/AMGG/oshun.php

Ibeyi – River

Do For Self!!

On April 25, 2016 By dancingpalmtreesIn Africa, African American Queen, African Goddess, African King, arthritis, DeBorah, DeBorah Ann Palmer, Turmeric, Uncategorized

Moringa Seeds from Ghana

For the last few days my arthritis has been kicking up and my ankles are a little swollen.

Am I taking this lying down? No!! Well some rest but I’m taking abbreviated Soulful Struts and I’ve also purchased Turmeric, MSM, Biotin and Moringa Living Bitters which brings me to my next topic.

The Turmeric I got on Amazon which is convenient during the cold months when I do not want to go traipsing about freezing New York City searching for various vitamins and food supplements.

The MSM and Biotin I got from GNC around 84th Street and Lexington. I find their staff to be indifferent and somewhat rude so I will be patronizing my own people. Bottles of vitamins and other products blocked the cash register. The two clerks spent a lot of time gossiping and were not helpful.

The Moringa Living Bitters I purchased from Zam Zam an African store located along Fulton Street near Franklin Avenue. Moringa Living Bitters is a Detox and Energy Beverage which is all Natural and Organic. Taste terrible but so did the Cod Liver Oil Beef Iron wine my Dad used to make us take as children.

The young man in the store was professional, knowledgeable and polite. The store was neatly arranged, clean and smelled great!! Zam Zam offers an excellent wide selection of African products for reasonable prices. Health and Beauty, Cosmetics, Holistic supplements. Everything.

Moral of the Story for peoples of African Descent. Buy Black!! Don’t just complain about the disrespect we regularly get from certain other stores owned by other races. Let’s Move our dollars to our Black Owned stores circulating dollars within our community thus building up the race without having to rely on anyone else but ourselves!! Let us form Alliances with Africa and African merchants in order to better our situation!!

DO FOR SELF!! BUY BLACK!!!

Misplaced | The Daily Post

On April 11, 2016 By dancingpalmtreesIn Africa, African American Queen, African Goddess, African King, Afroid Dreams of Salvation, DeBorah, DeBorah Ann Palmer, Ibeyi - River, Misplaced | The Daily Post, Uncategorized1 Comment

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THEDAILYPOST

Apr 10, 2016

DAILY PROMPT

Misplaced

Misplaced. Lost but not forgotten. Every day they look for me. Divine Mother scours the land searching for her lost children. Crying because they are naught. Then once again she comes to the Island from whence the vessels filled with pale strangers cruelly kidnapped her young. Weeping. Wailing. Shrieking. Her gown is rent in two.

Taken

Then Divine Mother casts her gaze towards the wide waters. She hears the voices of her children calling her. Some from beneath the deep oceans. Others from strange lands.

She shall gather her children from distant shores and Ethiopia shall rise again.

There was a Gathering of Old Bones. Shall these dry bones live? Yes by Grace and Mercy.

Lost Tribes took in Lost Villages. Red and Black became one flesh. Pursued. Persecuted. Sometimes erased from this land only to resurface in another for in My Father’s House are many Mansions. Father God and Divine Mother call me forth to a plane of existence that the enemy can in no wise enter in.

Scented Sands. Gathered Aromas.

A Portly Golden Breeze scatters cosmic seeds into the oceans breath. Rescue my stolen children from alien Atlantic and Pacific waters. Yoruba and Jesus Dance together. The Goddess bestows her ritual Female powers. I am renewed. Orishas wash my soul.

Afroid Dreams of Salvation

We speak the language of old royal robes, the talking drums, painted faces, warrior chants…….

The Caramel, Sienna, Midnight Prodigal Daughter returns home. Indigo children reside on Astral planes, valleys, visions, 4th dimensional planets, solar systems, galaxies known only to the Enlightened Ancients.

The Misplaced Children of Africa have returned home. Lost no more. Egypt. Ethiopia. Ghana. Kenya. Nigeria. Mozambique. Togo. Mali. Namibia. Botswana. South Africa. All Nubian Kingdoms claim your Peoples from throughout the Diaspora. Baptize me in the Nile. Black Mother Moses I am Yours.

Thus says the LORD: “Keep your voice from weeping, and your eyes from tears, for there is a reward for your work, declares the LORD, and they shall come back from the land of the enemy. Jeremiah 31:16

“A voice is heard in Ramah, weeping and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more.” Matthew 2:18

Ibeyi – River

Future Perspective

On April 9, 2016April 9, 2016 By dancingpalmtreesIn Gary Wright - DreamWeaver Official Video, High Priestess Oracle, The Daily Post, The Matrix - The Oracle, Uncategorized8 Comments

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THEDAILYPOST

PHOTO CHALLENGE

Future

This week, share an image that represents the potential of things to come.

Future Travel ~~ One Day will we travel on airstreams and air-rails instead of clanging subways in the dusky dawn? Will future generations fly to work on Jet powered-energy packs ala The Jetsons?

In the Future will Art & Images be downloaded into our brains as in The Matrix? Will holograms be then projected from the Mind’s Eye? By concentrating my focus on another sentient being shall I then be able to communicate creativity across the universe? Then shall the Happy City shine forth.

Mirror. Mirror on the Wall. Show me the Future of the Fairest of All? What if said Mirror were an anagram parallelogram of Dorian Gray? Able to show both past and future lives all in one glance? Would you risk a dare to time travel infinite galaxies worlds gone, present and yet to come?

And if every word typed was a portal innumerable Futures the winding tape and clickety clack a step into a great unknown. I suggest an idea and this youthful oracle guides my destiny. Burn the Blessed Sage. Scatter the Bones. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Return.