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Mitta Xinindlu Quotes

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Mitta Xinindlu
“No one wants to depend on people who brag about their help. It is hurtful.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“The first source of advice you should listen to is your instinct. ”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“I don't have much. I only hold my soul to give.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“Some people exchange comfort for vulnerability. It's a dangerous transaction.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“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.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“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.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“In a world full of noise, make use of all your Planets to clap for yourself and celebrate your wins; regardless of their magnitude. Because if you don't, no one has an obligation to do it for you.

And if one finds offence in you celebrating your achievements, then, they should see their psychologist and resolve their 8th House issues.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“Clap for your wins, no one is obligated to do it on your behalf.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“The Paths We Follow Were Already Predestined, Remember That.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“Each chart flows in its own river. But what I know for a fact is that all rivers end in some ocean. Those oceans may be differentiated by meeting points but be rest assured the water is all one. You're living the exact life that you were meant to live. And, with its all ups and downs.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“In a world full of darkness, choose to be the light in your corner.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“People's emotions are not for profits.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“Wishing all women, whom God created with wombs as a divine mark of distinction, the courage to continue striving against all efforts to diminish their importance. ”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“Dear Fellowship of Astrology,

According to my astrology faith, Venus is the goddess of fertility, feminine energy, creation, and renewal. It is the divine power that blesses wombs with fruitful outcomes.

Those who carry a womb are not marked for chaos, nor are they marked for death. They are the bearers of life itself. Yet, I believe that because of their sacred gift and their fertile carriage of creation, they naturally attract those who wish them harm; those who seek to defile their bodies and all that sets them apart.

For when the original House of fertility and creation is destroyed, the very foundation of life itself begins to fall.

To my fellow worshippers of astrology: let us remember the divine message of Venus which is to honour the womb, to protect creation, and to rise in the radiant strength of the feminine force.

This has been the message of the Month of October, but please carry it onwards.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“WOMEN, WEAR YOUR CROWNS
and be ready to WIN the 8th House battle.

The story of Venus, Ishtar, is clear in that she won the 8th House battle. She conquered the 8th House with grace.

I’d like all women who are suffering at the hands of men to know that I unshakably stand with you in this 8th House battle.

You will not take off your crown. You will continue to fight with your crown on. You will not quit. Even when tired, you will fight head on.
And you will conquer all 8th House themes experienced through the 8th House Lord, Mars, the male figure. You will come out strong and be rewarded for your undeniable strength.

May the spirit of Winnie Madikizela-Mandela be over the women of South Africa who experience GBV; the women of the UK whose rights are stolen in broad daylight; the women of Afghanistan, who literally don’t even have the right to speak; and all women and young girls facing every form of horrific trauma and abuse at the hands of Mars, the male figure.

Bafazi, we are the Word. The Word is in us. The Word is us. We existed before they existed. We birthed them. We have more power over them. Just find it in you. Start with the men around you. Educate them. Discuss with them. Debate them. Challenge them. One Mars at a time.

Once a woman decides it’s done, it will indeed be done.

Aluta continua, bafazi! Amandla kwiimbokodo ezingophukiyo...Amandla!!”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“WOMANHOOD IS NOT MAKE-UP

Your uterus is your symbol of womanhood.
Your womb is a significant mark of your divinity.
Your monthly menstruation is not just bleeding, but a sign of life.
Your menstruation is a reminder that you can carry creation within you.
No one else has these things except you, woman.

Make-up doesn’t make you a woman.
Clothes don’t make you a woman.
It is the crown on your womb and the power within your uterus that make you a woman.

Your birth canal was created to stretch and deliver life.
It was designed to bring children into this world.
And because you are a divine woman, it returns to its original form and function with grace and ease.

You're a woman because your womanhood cannot be replicated, no matter what.
You're the ultimate bearer of life.
You're chosen to birth both men and women.
The continuation of nature flows through you.

Yours in womanhood,”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“Dear Venusians,

I wrote beautiful words : words encouraging women all over the world, honouring our divine bodies, our wombs, our menses, our sacred design. A man complained about my beautiful encouraging words, yet I was told I broke no rules for stating WOMANHOOD IS NOT MAKEUP.

Why would they even try to silence the divine truth? These messages are meant to break the Neptunian veil; thus, they carry the Saturnian scale, and any attempt to erase them will only be burned by the power of the Sun.

What I write is not for entertainment. It carries a spiritual undertone, and a call to restore the confidence that has been broken in our women. I do intend to write more love letters to our women, praising our divine bodies, and talking about our beautiful Venusian design.

Yours in womanhood,”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“Scorpio heavy placements indicate sociopathic tendencies, whereas 8th House heavy placements indicate psychopathic ones. Yet, both placements have extreme tendencies of healing both the self and others in a deep transformative way.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“The Bible is the most dangerous weapon to ever be set against women, in my opinion.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“MAY ALL BE WITH YOU

May the North show you your purpose.

May the South keep you grounded.

May the East give you support.

May the West give you a place to rest.

My total gratitude to those of the Air, Fire, Water, Earth, and the Space above and around us.

Yours in Astrology.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“MAY ALL BE WITH YOU

May the North show you your purpose.

May the South keep you grounded.

May the East give you support.

May the West give you a place to rest.

My total gratitude to those of the Air, Fire, Water, Earth, and the Space above, below, within, and around us.

Yours in Astrology.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“We're Carrying our Ancestors.
We're Carrying the Messages of our Ancestors.
When we speak, rivers flow toward us.
Where we walk, earth becomes fire.
Our voices become thunder and lightning.
Our hands become rain.
We’re sent to do the work.

Across Africa and her descendants throughout the world, memory is returning.
A remembering is taking place; one of purpose, responsibility, and origin.

Those meant to observe, to heal, and to disrupt what no longer serves are stepping into their roles. We're stepping in quietly and deliberately.

A process of realignment has begun. A re-centering of direction, of meaning, of time itself. Africa's magic is returning. The drums are beating again.

Camagu kwii zinyanya, and to the African ancestral forces strengthening each bloodline across the globe. The remembrance is underway, and it will not be undone.

We're doing the work; each their role as preselected.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“The brainwash of the African people through the Bible was so effective to the point that it convinced millions of Africans to see themselves and their ancestors nothing else but enemies of Israel.

We built churches to preach against ourselves, our cultures, our own origins. We convinced each other through the Bible to reject who we were, where we came from, and most importantly, our astrology.

Saturn trines Ketu.
We are beginning to remember now. Let's go max!”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“I love you so much for being here. I'm having a Venus fever...I hope you catch it....I hope it becomes a pandemic.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“I want to spread my Venus fever ...I hope you are already impacted! If not, more is still coming. I’m happy to be the cause of such a pandemic. I love you so much… get the shivers already!”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“I am a wombman. I am female. I create life with my womb and uterus. My womb and uterus are my purest identifications. They can't be replicated. They protect my original identity. They make me a true wombman, and no-one else can claim to be a wombman.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“And the Creator said:
With this Afro hair, I crown you as kings and queens.
The natural heirs of the Earth.

I crown you so that you never need to place a material crown upon your head as proof of your royalty, one wich loses value with time.
Your Afro crown remains valuable through all lifetimes.

I set you apart from the rest.
I keep you covered in a natural shade.
I give you hair that retains water,
so you remain cool under the Sun.

I crown you with natural antennas,
connecting you to the skies above.
I give you Afro Hair to set you as trees that never decay.
Trees that stand tall, firm, and strong through all seasons.
I give you this Afro hair as a mark that you're my chosen people.”
Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu
“MOON IS THE MOTHER.

The Moon was given the toughest job: to guard the night. The same Moon is the Mother; not by mistake, but by strength. All strength and fierceness were measured, and the Creator decided that the Mother would be the primary protector of children. What a powerful duty you carry, oh Wombman. Amandla!”
Mitta Xinindlu

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