SOUL CLAP

I found myself clapping my hands today. Clapping, Humming, and Singing a song made up of different vocal tones. There were no words just the beat and rhythm of my hands and the beautiful sounds releasing themselves from my body through my mouth. I began to feel an Energy being released and it made me cry. I know it was the Energy of the Spirit. The Spirit of My Ancestors and The Spirit of The Creators.

I do not associate this feeling that took over me with the movement of what the Christian Gospel calls the Movement of Jesus’s Spirit or the Holy Ghost taking over my body. For me to believe that  would be an injustice to My Ancestors and My Creators, The True Black. I believe that this Energy I felt was an expression of them Illuminating and Moving through me. Giving me Breath, Movement, Rhythm and Sound into the insight that They are Always Here, and Always Have Been, and Always Will Be.

I know my ancestors who were slaves many of them believed in this Christian Gospel and clapped and sang to an invisible god to deliver them from bondage because this doctrine was beaten into Them and They prayed for this higher power of a White God / Jesus to free them. They were taught to forget that before They were slaves by both the Arab and the White man and put into bondage They believed in a Super Natural Power, a Power to bring forth The Black Breath of Life and to Breathe in the Energy of The Ancestors and The Creators and Their Being.                                                                                                                       

They (WE) were Animist who believed and worshiped Nature, and The Power of The Moon, Sun, Stars, and The Universe. They (WE) believed in the Souls of Our Black Bodies and That Our Ancestors who had reached The Black Creators before Us carried and held onto our Breath, Life, Soul, and Spirit from Now until the Infinite I Eye I of time.

I wonder now as I feel this Energy flowing through me if this is why our Ancestors and The Black Creators did not hear them and did not deliver them from bondage?

Is it because they forgot how Powerful They truly were and how Their Beautiful Black Skin was Armour against the Negative. How only if They had chosen to remember, chose to stand as one THEY would hear them. I do understand Their pain. To bind the body and strip the flesh of all dignity and humanity is insufferable, the horror of these indignities will cause you to cry out to whatever doctrine has been beaten into you.

I apologise to the Ancestors and The Black Creators for those who forgot and those who suffered and still do suffer because They do not remember that We are The True Breath, Life, Soul and Spirit and that We are born from the same True Breath, Life, Soul and Spirit.

I will clap, and I Will Clap, and I WILL CLAP, everyday to call them to tell them and say, “I Eye I (We) believe in U and We are waiting for U”.

Quetta Azmir