My husband grew up watching his mother struggle. He watched his father be insufficient. He watched his brother cry himself to sleep at night because he was hungry. It stuck with him. It made him the man he is today. He survived his childhood, his mother's foolish breeding choices and got to work.

He then put a plan in action to always be bringing in more money for his family. The wonderful thing is, even if we should part? He will continue to care for me, protect me and provide for me. I do as I please in this marriage, he still supports me and invests in me. He only asks that I not prevent him from providing for me and protecting me, no matter what happens. This is what a real masculine does. I never saw this level of investment or protection before in my life. The level of devotion.... I put him to the test. In the most ugly of ways. Still, he remains committed to being The Masculine Devotee of THIS Godis.

Admittedly? I grew up with yellow lunch slips. I grew up without enough food or clothes. I grew up with the struggle of an idiotic black mother who ALLOWED herself to be impregnated by a dysfunctional nothing ass black male, 4 times. Not only did she allow this She sought it out. He never had a choice. She told us this herself. She told me "you all were my choice! Your father never had a say."

I go in on bottom bytches because I was raised by one lol. I know exactly how you foolish women think. Keep this in mind when you try to tell me sob stories about your idiotic decisions with men. I've no empathy for you.

When I met my husband? I didn't know how to be taken care of. I didn't know how to get out of a man's way doing what he should do. I didn't know how to allow him to cherish and provide for me. I felt like I was going crazy. I really did, it was a crisis of identity. The wo-man my mother raise me to be vs the Godis I Am.
Mama lessons told me "don't ever rely on a man" because mama bred with addict peen. She didn't have to. She chose it, she had a proposal from a man who worked and owned land. She turned him down and bred my daddy sperm. I could have been borne to a Black Masculine who owned land and boats too.
Mama chose the drunkard who smoked crack and barely took care of his 6 children by his at the time wife. Mama Lessons nearly destroyed my life.

I had to invest in a different way of thinking and living. That wasn't easy either suga. It has taken many classes, personal development, mentorship and more. You won't get out of this just reading books. I keep telling you all that and women keep balking lol. Practical application has to happen.

In my class, Mama Lessons I will be discussing some crucial life lessons. How to win, despite your mamas lessons and teachings and how to ditch the negative programming you learned or picked up from your mother. This is a 3 module class covering 3 different areas we need to address for freedom and healing.
Sign up here: www.angrydevas.com/mama-lessons.html

For many years I wondered about the real reason why earliest patriarchs had created a world that was built on the demonization of women. I was like a dog sniffing for a bone – I just couldn’t let it go. Why would one half of Earth’s population, I kept asking myself, invest so much time, energy, and money trying to exclude and destroy the other? I didn’t buy the line that women were disempowered because they were different, or an easy target - the gentler sex after all. No, there had to be a much deeper reason why patriarchy would go to such extraordinary lengths to render womankind invisible – if someone is powerless, how can they be a threat? I had my suspicions, but they were too left-field to entertain - but entertain them I did. No sooner had I found the courage to open to the unthinkable, than a new, illuminating presence appeared. One night as I journeyed to spirit, an unspeakably beautiful female ancestor named “Coral” introduced herself and told me that she was going to give me all the answers I hungered for. “Charly”, she said, “You are absolutely right. There has been a cover-up - your conclusions are bang on. Mankind has been mixing things and deliberately sitting on the truth of what women truly are.” “Is it to do with women’s power of parthenogenesis?” I asked. “Exactly that”, answered Coral.  “I thought as much”, I added with a sigh. After many days and nights spent with Coral in spirit, the truth is out. It’s a tough pill to swallow – truth all too often comes wrapped that way.

It seems that it isn’t womankind’s lack of power that has got mankind trying to annihilate her, but her gift of it. The old, terror-based, twisted patriarchs who run the Vatican, for example, long ago sealed the door tightly shut on the truth about women being able to reproduce on their own. They’ve kept the secret hidden since their inception by teaching everyone that women are not only inferior, but the cause of humanity's every ill, (Pandora’s Box – more on that later). Christianity blaming women for “original sin” is another way of making the sacred feminine deeply unattractive to dabble with: women who hold a lot of shame are less likely to think themselves worthy enough to start clawing back stolen power and soul. And keeping women out of all positions of power within the church is another obvious way of making sure that women remain too spiritually crippled to even begin “remembering” the magical powers of reproduction that they once knew about. Ever wondered why the Vatican considers the ordination of women within the church as equal in sin to paedophilia within the church? A “demonization of women” technique designed to make damn sure that no one ever discovers that women don’t need men to reproduce.

There are clues to women’s gift of being able to reproduce “the old way”. The ancient tradition, for example, of the vestal virgins is one of them. In the pre-patriarchal world, women would come together under the guidance of a high priestess and learn how to bring new life into the world through parthenogenesis. The colour associated with vestal virgins was white – it symbolized the purity and heightened frequency needed to conceive this way. What was ancient tradition became “myth”: patriarchs made sure that this knowledge was suppressed – it was deliberately steeped in myth and vagueness to stop anyone picking up the scent.

Patriarchal religious efforts to stop the world knowing about women’s inherent gift of parthenogenesis have their parallels in the wider world: the workplace – another manifestation and creation of patriarchy – has subtle measures in place to disempower any woman who dares to enter it. It’s all part of mankind’s conscious erosion of the feminine spirit: with womankind’s power and soul stolen, they are far less likely to start asking awkward questions.

Most ancient cultures knew that women could reproduce “the old way”. Ancient patriarchs who built the world of separation - them and us, rich and poor - also knew about it and, in order to assert their power and dominion over everything, destroyed all knowledge of it. The great library at Alexandria, for example, was burnt to the ground by early Christians because it contained recorded texts of the secret history of women’s gift of parthenogenesis. The burning of this great library, it must be remembered, coincided with the rise of Christianity. As the worship of a male-centred God rose to power, Goddess was beaten down in equal measure. Early Christianity’s unrelenting destruction and dismantling of paganism and the worship of Goddess, (it still continues today), was patriarchy’s answer to rendering womankind “amnesiac”. If women themselves had no knowledge of their magical power to procreate, they would see men as necessary and as co-producers, sexually speaking.

 

Only the patriarchs who built this world of illusion know the truth, though: the average man on the street has been domesticated into believing that women are powerless. To the few hundred embittered and insecure males who control everything, women - contrary to the myth they got started - are not powerless at all, but all powerful. The few hundred males who run the planet are only too aware that women are the secret power behind everything. They know about “the old ways” in which women could “dream in” a new-born. They keep the ancient knowledge deeply hidden and distract the world from the truth through false myth and disinformation. Pandora’s Box does not contain “all of mankind’s ills”, as they would have you believe. Pandora’s Box is a metaphor for the potent magic held within a woman’s womb - the magic that contains both egg and seed to create a new life. Pandora’s Box is the holy grail of reproductive power – it represents the essence of what it means to be female. It represents the power within every woman to become union consciousness itself, and be a channel through which a being of the highest order can enter.

 

CF

http://charlyflower.wix.com/flowersoldier/apps/blog/page/2 

It is not on your eldest child to help u care for the fruit of your sexual pleasure!  Don't breed till u can afford a nanny. Or be God enough to do it alone. We need competency tests prior to breeding. Like u need a license to possess and operate ur car... Good credit to be qualified for a home. Good work ethic to keep ya job?

You should have to pass a breeders examination for mental spiritual financial and emotional fitness. But then.... There would be no slave class to do the menial labor for the big wigs.  It is a systemic pandemic. And the beat goes on. 

Our choice to mother deserves more than this. So much more. Hence why i got's none... zero children. Its a HUGE job! And not one u can quit or transfer! It is a thankless job, that requires a ton of self sacrifice.

It saddens me, to hear women discuss the unfairness of 4 legged animals in zoos. Yet watch them flat out refuse to see how we are all in the Zoo, and women are nothing more than Cattle in this realm. 

#SovereignWombnhood

#BlackPeopleRewardMediocrity

#BlackCommunityFailureTraps

Baby mamas often have more privileges afforded to them than Women who were smart enough not to breed. I remember being a junior in high school and Massachusetts had this program where welfare mothers got free cars if they jumped through this or that hoop. I remember saying "here i am. Smarter than these baby mamas, more savvy, greater intelligence. I am in college, i didnt throw my life away on the fuck games men play. But these women get cars for being foolish whores and i have to figure it all out myself. Why do we reward the most lazy, shiftless, undeserving wenches? And leave the Smart women to languish." 18 year old Deva was a real tough cookie. Ouch.

Flash forward a year later, i am working full time and going to school. Because my baby mama sister was allowed to stay home and raise her child. And i HAD to leave the home and work to get to school. No financial support to the daughter who actually was doing something more than being a black mans hump rag. I couldnt even get my mother to sign the damn FAFSA. Which i needed since i was still under the age of federal majority. The Federal requirements to qualify for being an Independent Student Back in 2006 were:

• You are over the age of 24
• You are married
• You have a child of your own
• You are a ward of the state or orphaned.

Otherwise? You need your parents to submit their information and your financial aid award is based on their financial accomplishments. my mother bred with a bum bastard addict so, there was no one but her to turn to for help or with needs like this one. My mother REFUSED to submit simple tax information for my FAFSA. Now we arent talking about co-signing loans or anything big, just tax ID info. She refused to simply hand me the info to plug in myself! I was willing to do the data entry, she wasnt willing to grant me access to college. But she was willing to play grandma-baby-daddy and housed my baby mama sister, helped that fool with paying for everything for my niece. which meant i had to apply for private loans to go to college, anyone who did time in the "higher education system" knows these loans are more risky and cost higher in interest etc.

My mother grew up in a community of black women that devalued black womanhood outside of its capacity to be a broodmare; then abandoned those women when they accepted/succumbed to their predestined fate. Black womanhood isnt allowed to be ambitious and savvy until after she has busted out 2+ children. Then we say "yeah girl! Go on to school! Get yo degree on!" But if she does so BEFORE being reduced to some mans hump rag and broodmare? She is a bitch, selfish, evil, hates children etc. we basically bully black women into mediocrity. Then judge them when they land there. We privilege, aid, support, endorse the most foolish decisions and punish the wisest ones. And these black women lurk everywhere. Its not just your mama and auntie. It is the BWE, the metaphysical community, and the magical community as well. Well populated with b-lack women who mule and encourage a permanent posture of black community mule as the default position of black womanhood.

Oh. And my mama? Well to this day she sees no problem with having beaten into my head "get pregnant you are on your own" while coddling my idiot sister who was hot in the ass and wouldn't listen to Sound Wisdom much less apply it. It is no secret that i am Gifted as a Clairvoyant and I openly Embrace being The Controversial Oracle. My sister was forewarned and ignored the warning. She became pregnant 2-4 weeks after i warned her about her boyfriend. Everyone in the family knew, she still got and gets the support. And she, like most baby mamas, deserves none of it.

Why do black mothers punish daughters for success or wanting to succeed and reward the failures (the baby mamas)?

Jealousy.

Yes. It is black mothers jealousy that her daughter didnt repeat her stupidity. Oh black mamas say do better. But they punish you when you do. And they privilege the foolish siblings and hand them what should be going to you. My mentor says: "help is always given to those who do not need it." Which tells me, spiritually, baby mamas don't need help. If they did neeeeedddd it? They certainly wouldn't receive it! Usually it is those who do not need assistance who are granted said assistance.

Anyway, it was during this time period that this one 40 (FORTY) year old baby mama on my job would always try to argue with me (she found Devas back in da day Blog lol) about how unfair my beliefs were. It isnt fair to say that women with children are poor only because they were foolish and had babies they couldn't afford. It isnt fair to say that women can and must control their own pussy and fertility. I was the "privileged" one, she balked. It was me who had the easy life, she balked. Yes. Baby mamas pride themselves on being a mule. They also assume that women who were wiser and didnt breed have "easy lives" or "no problems." I just never understood why women who sport-fuck their way into obscurity should be rewarded or helped at all? What makes your value greater than someone who doesnt have babies attached to their womanhood, sexuality, identity and worldview? Why is motherhood the default privileged position afforded to women no matter how degraded (baby mama) the form of motherhood is? You ruined your own life. Why do you deserve any consideration? Why weren't you thinking about these things before you decided to let one slip past the goalie?

It especially bothered me, as a teen, how women get sympathy for being willing baby mamas. When women who are victims of harsh crimes and experiences get shamed. I never understood that. Still don't. The baby mama on my job kept saying "its divisive to think this way." Honeybee, we are always divided. My tax dollars feed your children and and keep the heat on in your house.What is more divisive than you getting to be an absolute fool, and also having access to benefits i dont qualify for, but that i am expected and forced to fund and supply for the enjoyment of you and your children?

I remember having to choose between having heat in BOSTON during winter and having my books for school. While the baby mamas of Boston got fuel assistance and the gas company by designation of the LAW cannot cut her power because of her children. Are women who breed some how more worthy of humanity and consideration than women who were smarter and didn't? Do women who have been broodmares deserve heat more than women who have not? Do women who are broodmares deserve college assistance while the smart women who didn't sport fuck herself into neediness does not? The entire system would seem to be established that way. To reward mediocrity and willful stupidity, over ambition, drive and tenacity.

This has been true for far too long. I have always said, remove the aid from baby mama access and the baby mamas population will reduce itself. My mother insisted that i know that getting myself knocked up meant i could no longer live with her. That reality was so ugly, so beneath my worth and value; I wouldnt even sexually engage men, because i knew what happened next.  I knew my value was greater than being some mans baby mama broodmare. My life had a greater value than welfare lines, family court and Struggle. When women know they can get knocked up by some mongrel and go stand in a line for a few benefits? They will. If they knew they had absolutely NO SUPPORT AT ALL to look forward to? They would be smarter.

Lets all celebrate ourselves and look at all the foolish women as an example of what not to be. To all my Far Wiser sisters who are child free? I salute you. I privilege you, i value you above all. Because you are not a burden to the image and style of black womanhood. Lets not repeat their mistakes. Once a woman has let a man impregnate her? Its all over but the crying, she is mostly trapped between her dreams of family and her present nightmare of single mamadom. Dont let that foolish woman be you.

The Angry Deva's have done an entire series on the Wounds we inherit as daughters in a thriving and functioning Patriarchy. This series was inspired by Womb of Light and their insightful work around healing the wounds of our mothers. Be Inspired and Edified by our work, as well as your own. 

All women have endured this mother wound in some way or another.