i think rather than women coming up w/ their own "religion" Africans need to return to their own spiritual systems made by Africans (both male and female). these to my knowledge have not caused the undue suffering, injustice and general masculine stupidity of which she speaks precisely because they put an emphasis on balance between both male and female.
this was forwarded to me, you know i am usually good about referencing.
excerpts from this are found in ya Shet's sig.
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The following statement by womanist writer Kola Boof is in response to continuing death threats by Muslim fundamentalists from Ms. Boof's homeland, the SUDAN. This statement also addresses complaints sent to Kola Boof by Black American women who were upset because of comments Boof made about religion in a press release last week. *This statement is transcribed from tape recordings and prepared and updated (since being posted July 27th) by myself, Yi Nee Ling, Publicist for Kola Boof, on August 19th, 2002.
KOLA BOOF states:
There is a very real chance that I will not live to see the end of this year....contrary to what some people think, I am truly frightened for my life... what I feel right now is a suffocating loneliness that is very hard to take. I only hope that my killers won't make it painful. I will address that in full later. I will also clarify what I said about Israel and Palestine. But first...let me say that I do believe in God, I love God...and I have every confidence in my role as a spiritual being. If I didn't, I would not devote my life to the work that I do, and I would not put my life in jeopardy ... as I had to do for my people, the Black Africans of Sudan.
This, however, does not mean that I digress from the statements that I made last week. Religion, as I said, is NOT GOD. Religion is NOT CHRIST. Religion is NOT ALLAH. For just as Harvard University is an institution created by men...so is every religion. So it is my hope that the women of the world will soon consider the important task of creating our own institution of religion, because the ones created by men have brought nothing but injustice, undue suffering, corruption and general masculine stupidity to this entire planet. At some point, as womb bearers and daughters of the earth's first Garden, we Black women must save our children's lives and at least attempt to save the world. As a Sudanese woman representing the Nilotic Black women of my birthplace, the Nile River, I refuse to accept the Islamic notion that being a woman means that I am "dirty, unclean and tempestuous" and should, therefore, be covered up from head to toe as if God can''t stand the sight of me. No woman loves her man more than I love mine, but I demand control of my own life. I want to create my own definition of beauty that is pleasing ... TO ME. I shall continue to bare my breasts whenever I like, and once a month, I shall bleed in the river and thank God for my power to bring forth life, which is the ultimate magic of a human being. And I shall create God and God shall create me. I encourage other women, particularly black women, to reclaim their sexual power in the universe and to embrace authentic spiritual knowledge by creating the woman before dreaming the man. Let us African women pray for our sister in Nigeria who is about to be stoned to death by Islamic hypocrites, because she dared to enforce her own personal freedom. Let us not forget that the men of Nigeria, both Christian and Muslim, are some of the biggest whores on earth--and if they were held accountable for their acts of adultery, then Nigeria would become a nation made up of women and very small boys. So let us pray that God will bring justice to our sister in Nigeria--and that she will be allowed to raise and care for her newborn baby.
And then let us pray for Kola Boof, please. I need all the prayer I can get. For if these Arab sandniggers intend to kill me, as they say ... then there is nothing I can do about it. I assure you that if Arab men from North Africa want you dead, YOU WILL DIE. So there is nothing that can be done. Women perish everyday back home. An African woman, a black girl like me ... she is considered nothing at all. On a daily basis, little Black GIRLS and Black boys are stolen by Arab militias--beaten, raped, disfigured, killed, enslaved. You see, the Arabs have a name for Black people, they call us, "Eve's Monkey" and "Abeed" (slave race). So my life has no value to the men who want me dead.
But I am very proud of myself. I would not change a thing that I've done, because I feel that I have honored myself by having my say, I feel that I have triumphed by insisting on my own freedom. I have done what my Egyptian father asked me to do before he died ... I have become my own Queen. My father, my Mahdi Pappuh, never felt sorry for weak people. He had six sons who died at birth. I am the seventh child, the only one that lived. He never forgave me for being a girl ... but I have sojourned very hard so that he can be proud now. Because I am my own Queen, you see. I achieved it, Pappuh. I am the Naima Sijira of Omdurman. I pray that the Americans don't ... for one minute ... put their trust in the Arab people of North Africa and the Middle East. It would be a grave and stupid mistake--but, of course, Americans are famous for being grave and STUPID. The American government is so busy being politically correct. These Arabs go on Oprah Winfrey to cry and whine about how misunderstood they are. What good people they are. But knowing the Arab world and Muslim men as I do--I can only pray for America's safety ... and cry for the millions of dead Black bodies that continue to pile up un-noticed in Africa. Of course, the Arabs have always been a great historical enemy of Africa--it never made any difference to them that we Africans are their parents. They killed their own mother, Egypt--because she was Black. They killed their own mother! And once Egypt became known as "the land that lost its color," it withered to nothing but ruins. Because, you see, when the children don't honor the mother, the mother dies--and then the children turn into . No identity, no direction, no real home. That's the story of Africa and the whole human race in a cowrie shell. This whole world is damned, because we have all dehumanized, mutilated and lied on Mother Africa!
I am proud that I spoke out against slavery in Sudan--which I know will not end with a mere peace agreement. In fact, the peace agreements really mean nothing at all, because very little will change for the Black African Southerners. We need the Arab and the Caucasoid, the Whites, to get out of Africa. If they really want to help, then they should get the hell out. But the fact is--they want to exploit and suck Africa dry, not help the people. They want to trick us into accepting the White Man's mother as our own mother--yes, the White woman, the one Caucasoid that we African women have always been kind enough to take pity on, because she's so infantile and two-faced, so arrogantly delusional. To our Black faces, they call us "Sister". But that's what they've done for hundreds, for thousands of years. Arabs and Caucasoids have never meant any good toward African people. They hate us and teach us to hate ourselves. And I don't mind dying for being the daughter who said it in public. A real woman never dies.
Let me say that I am very disappointed in Black leaders such as the Rev. Jesse Jackson and Minister Louis Farrakhan, both of whom know full well that Black African slavery has been flourishing now for over two decades at the hands of Arab Muslims--and yet neither one has done a thing to stop it. It seems to me that their disdain for ISRAEL surpasses their love for African children. In fact, Minister Farrakhan is a great friend and ally to Sudan's Arab-Islamic President and to most of the Arab regimes of North Africa. This is how he makes his money for the Nation of Islam--by selling out the children of Africa. The dark skinned Black ones, of course. Both of these men, themselves children of Africa, should be ashamed to be such hypocrites. Like so many Black Slaves in Africa--I am rooting for Israel to weaken Arab domination in the middle east. Let us not forget that the rich Palestinian often purchases Sudanese slaves right along with Saudi Arabia, Libya and the rest. He, the Palestinian, also calls us "nigger", "Abeed" and "Monkey".
In closing, let me address the many e-mails and letters that I have received from Black American women ... upset with me because my nudity embarrasses them, upset with me because of comments that I made about Christian religion, and upset with me because of comments I made about Micheal Jackson.
Let me say that I truly love my Black American sisters ... and let me remind them that we are much of the same muchness ... we are the same woman, by experience, blood and color. With all my heart, I love and take great pride in my Black American sisters. Please don't forget, I myself was adopted and raised by a wonderful African-American couple. In many ways, I am a Black American woman, too. So please don't be offended when I say to you ... My sisters, I cannot come here and be Aunt Jemima with an accent for you. I refuse. I have no concern ... whatsoever ... with what White Caucasoids think about my all natural, God-given bare black titties. I have no use for people like Michael Jackson, who as far as I am concerned, has never done a damned thing with his life to honor his own people. He's a white man with white children! This is the example he sets for Black children, you understand--that it's better to be white. Looking at Michael Jackson--is like witnessing the CASTRATION of the African man all over again! And what about this Christian religion? I cannot worship a white Jesus Christ--when I know damned well that his mother was a Black Jew! and his father was a Blue Black Siti-Nok! I cannot abide with your Eurocentric standards of respectability. And let me tell you something, Black America diva girl, my own beloved. You call this White woman "Sister", you call the Indian, the Asian, the Latina--all these women, you call them "Sister"--but you try to call me "Cousin" ... when the truth is, it is my Black ass that is the only REAL SISTER you have. Your leader, Martin Luther King, he had a dream for you. But I have a dream, too. My dream is that you wake the f**k up. I mean that with all due respect and love. But I mean the sh*t. Take these blond weaves out of your head and wake the f**k up! Otherwise, your children are going to ... PERISH. And believe me when I tell you that the only thing that Black Americans have ever had going for them ... is that they were Black. Without that, you're just faded trash on the American highway with the Indians and everybody else who was defeated by White men. And if you allow yourselves to be bred off this planet, after everything that your poor ancestors went through, then you really are niggerstock. There is nothing wrong with loving other races of people--but only a bonafide nigger kills off his own image. If you want proof, then just look to North Africa.
As a child of Africa, I understand the ritual of "appearances" ... I understand that America is a place where immigrants come from all over the world to sell their souls. I understand that my character is very frightening to many upper class Black Americans. But I want ... MYSELF and my children, our Blackness, our souls intact ... and I will not support a Black man who does not honor me, respect me and hold me up as the mother of his race. Which is what I am. For he and I are ... much of the same muchness, and I ask you ... what is he without MY love and respect? Not a Goddamned thing.
It is time for us, my Black American sisters, to give birth to a new King. There is no honor, no respect for the Frog who fails to worship his own pond.
I implore you, my Sisters and Brothers in America--don't look back ... the past ... it's gaining on you. Look in the mirror and "Get a clue". A Black King without Black sons is a dead man. If I am to die--then these are the things that I wanted to say. I shall be buried in South Africa until a Black African man becomes the ruler of Sudan. I request a night-ocean funeral with sickle fire, I would like my Black American Adoptive mother to kiss me (3 times) into the next world, I would like my Black American Adoptive father to seal my eyelids with honey, I would like Saad Eddin Ibrahim, Frances Bok and Nawal El Saadawi of Egypt to speak on my behalf, and if possible, I would like Jill Scott to sing the Nilotic Hebrew Women's lullaby "Khu Sahu Sekhem." On my tomb, let it be written--"A real woman never dies." I want fresh Wysteria and baby's breath. A pot of liquid silver. Men wear white robes, women wear red robes. I've already prepared and frozen Sudanese Spicy Cherry Soup (an African Gumbo)--Carol Chehade will make Caramela Kola. Alicia Banks will read Alice Walker's poem, "Be Nobody's Darling" and Prof. Derrick Bell will read my poem, "Sleeping Beauty". Dr. John Garang will read a speech in my honor. Then my three Kings will read my "letters of Sin" and then burn them, so that I have written my sins down and had my husband ask God's mercy on my behalf. My own recorded voice will recite The Lord's Prayer and sing the Islamic lullaby "Sijil". I've also been preparing Egyptian honey-wine for the closing toast and my funeral is to end with a loud burst of life-affirming laughter. Everyone is to send me off properly by running naked into the sea and screaming my birth name (Naima) to the Sky! My Black American parents (and only them) will then escort my body to the tomb, to be sealed. God bless you all, and as always, "tima usrah," my beloveds.
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