Mitta Xinindlu Quotes
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“Let the people who you appreciate know that they're important to you. Or that you value their presence.”
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“Mindfulness (A poem)
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MINDFULNESS
******
We're sitting on a hill,
reminiscing about our deeds.
These are mesmerising moments of ease;
scenes are harmonising in keys.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
We think about the nice days from our teens;
the things that we did at our free will.
We're in sync with the future and past tensions.
Indeed, we could enjoy the present intentions.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
We envision our problems gone;
with collisions exposed and pawned.
Oh! We could enjoy this peaceful time,
on this hill, watching the sunrise.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
The beautiful birds stride pass our face.
Thick cuticles blurred, striped by hours of grace.
They flap their wings, forming art;
tail lamps for us, bleeding hearts.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
People of different cultures come to us.
Simple, they offer their services; no Judas.
Wave their hands with care;
give their food to share.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
What a sad case this is;
our mindfulness is butchered.
Heads are swimming inbetween
the past and the future.
Opportunities to love others in truth
are being missed.
Communities could share love so true;
limiting the rifts.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.”
―
***
MINDFULNESS
******
We're sitting on a hill,
reminiscing about our deeds.
These are mesmerising moments of ease;
scenes are harmonising in keys.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
We think about the nice days from our teens;
the things that we did at our free will.
We're in sync with the future and past tensions.
Indeed, we could enjoy the present intentions.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
We envision our problems gone;
with collisions exposed and pawned.
Oh! We could enjoy this peaceful time,
on this hill, watching the sunrise.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
The beautiful birds stride pass our face.
Thick cuticles blurred, striped by hours of grace.
They flap their wings, forming art;
tail lamps for us, bleeding hearts.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
People of different cultures come to us.
Simple, they offer their services; no Judas.
Wave their hands with care;
give their food to share.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.
What a sad case this is;
our mindfulness is butchered.
Heads are swimming inbetween
the past and the future.
Opportunities to love others in truth
are being missed.
Communities could share love so true;
limiting the rifts.
But we're in a state of oblivion,
shunned from the view of fate in this period.”
―
“A Hymn I sang When I Found You (Poem)
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You opened your arms to me
and my eyes to see.
You embraced me like your own.
In your soul,
You covered me with strength.
You opened my life with your breath.
Your comfort embraces my heart
like what paint is to art,
and jokes are to comedy,
and religion is to a prophecy,
and guitars are to music.
Importantly, you adorn me as artists do to the muse.
You swallowed me with your mind.
Sewn my broken pieces back into one,
and loved me throughout your research.
Like what members are to the church,
and grapes are to wine,
and mud is to a swine.
I was lost,
Now, I'm perfectly found at most.
In your love, I'm pulled.
Complete and full
without a piece amiss.
I'm washed with plenty a kiss.
A perfect melody!
Long gone are the days of melancholy.
Because no strange songs are sung.
You pierce into me like the sun
and comfort me like charms.
Mostly, you sing me a lullaby in your arms.”
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******
You opened your arms to me
and my eyes to see.
You embraced me like your own.
In your soul,
You covered me with strength.
You opened my life with your breath.
Your comfort embraces my heart
like what paint is to art,
and jokes are to comedy,
and religion is to a prophecy,
and guitars are to music.
Importantly, you adorn me as artists do to the muse.
You swallowed me with your mind.
Sewn my broken pieces back into one,
and loved me throughout your research.
Like what members are to the church,
and grapes are to wine,
and mud is to a swine.
I was lost,
Now, I'm perfectly found at most.
In your love, I'm pulled.
Complete and full
without a piece amiss.
I'm washed with plenty a kiss.
A perfect melody!
Long gone are the days of melancholy.
Because no strange songs are sung.
You pierce into me like the sun
and comfort me like charms.
Mostly, you sing me a lullaby in your arms.”
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“Wear it. Flaunt it. Follow your dreams. Enjoy your hobbies. Do it for you. Don't limit yourself because of them. They win only when we give up.”
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“FROM ONE SOLDIER TO ANOTHER...
We are soldiers of the Sun. We survive everything. We face every problem head on. What is this life? It's duty. Wear your boots and helmets, co-soldiers. Let's go and win this spiritual war !
Amandla!”
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We are soldiers of the Sun. We survive everything. We face every problem head on. What is this life? It's duty. Wear your boots and helmets, co-soldiers. Let's go and win this spiritual war !
Amandla!”
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“Nguni and Kemet people are the same. After comparing all historical and current human-based traits, including linguistics, it is evident that Nguni people migrated from Kemet. Their grandfather, Ntu, is the one born in the land of Kemet.
Ntu begot Nguni. Nguni begot the four Nguni brothers: Xhosa, Zuluman (Zulu), Swati, and Ndebele.
The resilience of their offspring, for example King Shaka Zulu, President Nelson Mandela, and Mama Winnie Madikizela-Mandela, reflects their Kemetic roots fully.
After years of not knowing where the Kemet civilisation migrated to, as it was hidden, it has now been revealed. And the ancestors’ healing has begun.”
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Ntu begot Nguni. Nguni begot the four Nguni brothers: Xhosa, Zuluman (Zulu), Swati, and Ndebele.
The resilience of their offspring, for example King Shaka Zulu, President Nelson Mandela, and Mama Winnie Madikizela-Mandela, reflects their Kemetic roots fully.
After years of not knowing where the Kemet civilisation migrated to, as it was hidden, it has now been revealed. And the ancestors’ healing has begun.”
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“It's ideal and recommended that we go back to who we were as cultured people.
Rejecting our tribes is part of making us forget our traditions, heritage, and culture ...so that we no longer feel attached to our land, our roots, our ancestors, and our ways of life....so that we are totally lost!
Colonisation managed to accomplish that with the prior generation. But the new generation is awake and going back to the roots of culture.
Thus we must ignore the campaigns of "tribalism" that make us feel ashamed of our Tribes...making us feel as if we're doing something wrong by drawing our family trees; by talking about our tribes, our language, our ancestors, our royals, and our land.”
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Rejecting our tribes is part of making us forget our traditions, heritage, and culture ...so that we no longer feel attached to our land, our roots, our ancestors, and our ways of life....so that we are totally lost!
Colonisation managed to accomplish that with the prior generation. But the new generation is awake and going back to the roots of culture.
Thus we must ignore the campaigns of "tribalism" that make us feel ashamed of our Tribes...making us feel as if we're doing something wrong by drawing our family trees; by talking about our tribes, our language, our ancestors, our royals, and our land.”
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“When I write, I write from the heart… and it’s rarely from creative expression; it’s mostly from my raw experience. So to always see people sharing those experiences with me by quoting or referencing my words gives me a sense of humbling gratitude.”
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“I hate it when Africans fail to simply celebrate our features, without reminding us of the traumas they carry. Instead of making a contrast to the past, just say, "your skin tone is beautiful. Your afro is beautiful. Your luscious full lips are beautiful". Don't remind us of what they meant to other races, thinking it will make us value ourselves more. No.”
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“LONG LIVE OUR VAGINAS
If humans refuse to acknowledge us as creation intended, we can create new identifiers for ourselves. We are the natural creators of life, in any case. Let’s celebrate our God-given vaginas, wombs, and uteruses. They are beautiful and magnificent. They create so much envy… what power!
Going forwards, we're calling ourselves what gives us dignity, and that which can't be stolen again. A word that will be exclusively ours, and a dedication to our biological identity.
Wombman already exists.
Options:
Wombmortal.
Femmortal
Fembeing
Femortal.
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Females are born natural creators. We can create a word or world that makes us feel safe, respected, and seen as we wish.
Long live our vaginas; long live!”
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If humans refuse to acknowledge us as creation intended, we can create new identifiers for ourselves. We are the natural creators of life, in any case. Let’s celebrate our God-given vaginas, wombs, and uteruses. They are beautiful and magnificent. They create so much envy… what power!
Going forwards, we're calling ourselves what gives us dignity, and that which can't be stolen again. A word that will be exclusively ours, and a dedication to our biological identity.
Wombman already exists.
Options:
Wombmortal.
Femmortal
Fembeing
Femortal.
___
Females are born natural creators. We can create a word or world that makes us feel safe, respected, and seen as we wish.
Long live our vaginas; long live!”
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“As humans, we compare to the extent that our minds allow us to. The more exposure we have, the wider the variety, and the better is the outcome or decision.”
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“Dear Son,
You're my Sun. My bloom.
Through your birth, you gave me rays.
With your breath, you rejuvenate my days.
You're my light, my sight;
out of an empty gloom, you brought me.
You're my healing point.
My song of thanks.
A hope for which I live,
even when all seems too bleak.
You're the healer of my wounded soul.
The answer to my longing loneliness.
Your strength is mesmerising.
And so are you in all your rising.
You're a fearless gift;
one who seeks to find tasks to complete.
You're handsome and relevant.
You're gracious and intelligent.
You seek laughter even in tears.
A strength of a lion, you're fierce.
You're a protector without spears.
Your soul is valuable, indeed.
Your soul is a gift to me.
I would have chosen to have you,
even with nothing on my name.
I would have chosen you; always, and exactly the same.”
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You're my Sun. My bloom.
Through your birth, you gave me rays.
With your breath, you rejuvenate my days.
You're my light, my sight;
out of an empty gloom, you brought me.
You're my healing point.
My song of thanks.
A hope for which I live,
even when all seems too bleak.
You're the healer of my wounded soul.
The answer to my longing loneliness.
Your strength is mesmerising.
And so are you in all your rising.
You're a fearless gift;
one who seeks to find tasks to complete.
You're handsome and relevant.
You're gracious and intelligent.
You seek laughter even in tears.
A strength of a lion, you're fierce.
You're a protector without spears.
Your soul is valuable, indeed.
Your soul is a gift to me.
I would have chosen to have you,
even with nothing on my name.
I would have chosen you; always, and exactly the same.”
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“I continue to encourage you, as I have been preparing you since last year, to prioritise your families, appreciate motherhood, and nurture your wombs. Personally, motherhood is my greatest achievement.
There are those who say you’re not missing anything if you choose not to have a child. I’d like to take this moment to say that you are, in fact, missing out. You’re missing out on being loved unconditionally. Yes, you may love your children conditionally, but they will love you unconditionally...with your flaws and all.
Motherhood is the greatest gift to all humanity. But I also want to remind everyone that motherhood is under immense attack. Please do your best to pray for all mothers.”
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There are those who say you’re not missing anything if you choose not to have a child. I’d like to take this moment to say that you are, in fact, missing out. You’re missing out on being loved unconditionally. Yes, you may love your children conditionally, but they will love you unconditionally...with your flaws and all.
Motherhood is the greatest gift to all humanity. But I also want to remind everyone that motherhood is under immense attack. Please do your best to pray for all mothers.”
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“Please do not wait to be big to be influential. Do not wait for big audiences. An audience of one is still enough for you to do the work you were born to do. Don’t wait for tomorrow. Don’t wait to have bigger resources. What you already have is enough for you to begin the good work and make a positive impact in our society...even if through just one person.”
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