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AFRO IS BEAUTIFUL. DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND?
©Simon Chilembo 2012
To many a naturally straight-haired people often of European descent, seeing Black women in unnaturally straight, long hair is the most stupid thing about them. “Whey can’t these women just keep their hair natural and curly? The Afro is so beautiful, don’t you people understand?”, I’m often confronted with this yet another example of patronizing attitude, portraying extreme ignorance with respect to knowledge and understanding of imperialism, as well as colonialism history.
In order to totally subjugate subjects of new territories, imperialist powers through colonialist forces and mechanisms will at best seek to incapacitate the subjects’ ability to reproduce themselves. European/ Western imperialism with its attendant effective colonial brutality had free game in Africa from about the 16th century AD onwards.
Other than creating genocide conditions as a tool for total elimination of the unwanted dominated people, mass sterilization can be used. Through cultural imperialism though, various social and cultural institutions are used to promote cultural hegemony. The latter strives to change the worldview of the subjugated to be in synch with that of the imperialist powers’. That way the oppressed shall cease to reproduce their condemned faiths, values, beliefs, and other cultural practices; giving rise to a new personality, assimilating into the imperialist’s own cultural, political, and economic mainstream.
©Simon Chilembo 2012
For at least 400 years, African people have through various instruments been made to believe that they are inferior to Europeans. Being Black, and everything about being Black was a curse from God, I was taught at school in the then apartheid South Africa. Though in a not so direct manner, the same message would often be repeated in my church. The only way to be saved, and therefore have a chance of ending up in heaven after death was to think, act, and look like Europeans. If you are pitch black like me, with my kinky hair, not forgetting my flat nose, you were in deep trouble indeed (I wonder which side of God Michael Jackson is sitting). Power and success in life came with getting as much as possible of Eurocentric stuff into our thick black heads, we were told. So, you (will) rule if you are light-skinned, have a not so flat nose, and you have straight hair.
©Simon Chilembo 2012
Therefore, before criticizing and ridiculing my sisters’ and mothers’ apparent cosmetic idiosyncrasies, it is important to take into account the dehumanizing effects of imperialism and colonialism on the people’s sense of identity. That the ladies have just blindly fallen victim to false definitions of modern beauty ideals by homosexuals is not entirely true. The colossal magnitude of the Black Beauty Products industry has grown out of a need that has been built, developed and sustained over a period of at least four centuries.
Simon Chilembo
Oslo
Norway
Tel.: +47 97000488/ +27 717454115
August 03, 2012
RIVER OF TEARS 22/7
At the Memorial Concert in Oslo, the Prime Minister said, “”Let’s honour the dead by loving life”: NRK – http://www.nrk.no/nett-tv/indeks/309688/
I cried a RIVER OF TEARS
Big Boys don’t cry
And yet there goes my last teardrop
With the last full stop.
The teardrop fell with a quite QUM!
Into the river
I understood the echo would return
A 1000 years after we’ll all be gone
Good I wept instead
For the river is here, it is now
Unlike my voice
The river song never ends
How can it when for you and I
I counted
1 drop, 2 drops, … 22 teardrops
1 drop, 2 drops, … 7 teardrops
1 drop, 2 drops, … 2 011 teardrops
And then it thundered in my head
At the waterfalls
The nightmare has begun
I cry in the dark
1 drop, 2 drops, … 8 giant teardrops
I lose my breath
I can’t see
I pass out
©Simon Chilembo, 2012
I come to in a daze
There is smoke
There is dust
Everywhere
There is so much noise
I’m drenched
Oh, no,
9 drops, 10 drops, … 76 monster teardrops
Blood everywhere
Teardrop number 77
Took with it all of
My prayer for peace
The river of our tears
Is here, it is now
It will forever flow
Take my hand
We walk into the river
Each and every one of our teardrops
Had in it written
A song of love
The Joy of Life
See, The Angels above are dancing
They know
This is for their love
©Simon Chilembo, 23/ 07-2012
(In memory of 22/07-2011 fatal victims)
OSLO
NORWAY
Telephone: +47 97000488/ +27 717454115
THE SPEAR IN HAVE A DICK WILL TRAVEL
In response to Dear Jonathan ‘Balls of Steel’ Shapiro
I choose not to judge or condemn. Unfortunately I neither recall the title nor the author, but in this sex psychology book I read as a teenager, the writer crushed hard the myths around male musterbation and sodomy (e.g. hair growth in hands, lunacy, etc.). He basically argued that an erect dick is only interested in ejaculating and giving the body of the owner this powerful, addictive sweet sensation. The dick has no brains, doesn’t think therefore. This means that essentially the dick does not know the difference between the vagina and other orifices; it will respond to any appropriate stimulatory touch/ sensation leading to orgasm. Similarly, the vagina does not know the difference between a dick and any other identical and functional object by shape and design; it simply responds to any appropriate form of stimulatory touch/ sensation also.
Because it is the owners of the sexual organs who have the brains, and can supposedly think therefore, sexual desire and its attendant ultimate fulfilment by any means has to be a prerogative of the former. We should therefore lead our dicks, and not the other way round. So, the metaphor is that if you are a dick you are in deep trouble ‘cause you have no brains, you can’t think, and you are driven by primordial instincts culminating in a vicious cycle of lust and potential deceit. In a society of ethics and morals, rules and laws to regulate human behaviour, dick-heads do not have an easy time coming indiscriminately around.
In a world I know well, one of definitions of being a man is not about how much pussy the man’s dick conquers at any cost, but how much resistance to temptation the man teaches his dick to show, no matter how easy-come-easy-go pussy may be.
The REAL SPEAR is here: The Spear Lives, Part 2
SIMON CHILEMBO
Oslo
Norway
Tel.: +47 97000488/ +27 717454115
13/ 07- 2012
ENTER THE FUTURE
LIVE YOUR FUTURE TODAY
With
COOL Coaching /
Chilembo Optimal Outcomes Life Coaching
Many people are often stuck in one and the same place in the present; the present in which time seems to have stood still because nothing seems to go right in their lives, if anything happens at all to begin with. These people go round living unfulfilled lives of diminished/ diminishing mental and physical energy curtailing creativity, as well as the ability to effectively manage own lives towards realizing specific goals and ambitions, be it healthy living, career/ professional development and growth, or nurturing of personal relationships.
In random and far between bursts of short term creative energy, projects after projects will be started with great enthusiasm, only to be left incomplete or poorly finished due to lack of passion and killer instinct. Such is the never ending cycle of frustrations and disappointment maintained, spiritually and materially killing the concerned slowly; depriving them of visions, and possible attainment, of a bright and fulfilling future full of joy, happiness, and boundless creativity. Feelings of isolation, exclusion, and dismissal become the order of the day, making it impossible to function harmoniously both socially and professionally. Adding lasting value to anything in life is out of the question at this level, with poverty and its offshoots of ignorance and disease, awe and jealousy, inevitable.
To rationalize their hopeless situations, the kind of people described above will often blame the past and the people therein for their perceived own ill fortunes. Standing on ever weak and vulnerable ground in the present, these people will be so afraid of the future that failure will necessarily become a self-fulfilling prophecy. For these people the future is dark and mysterious, a no-go zone worse than the miserable present.
The model I have developed below is to help people come out of the fangs and entanglements of the past inhibiting them to live free, happy, fulfilling, and creative lives real time. The future is indeed constantly within us all, helping us live it out in the present always; only we use lessons from the past to help us build a bright future for others and ourselves today.
GET THE BEST OUT OF YOUR LIFE AND OTHERS BY:
- Living your future in the present
- Relating critically to the past
– Repeat not done mistakes
– Take past successes to higher levels by default - Believing in the future
– That’s the only place you’ll enjoy the desired outcomes of your dreams and efforts: TODAY
– That’s the only place which has all you need to get there: TODAY
Learn how to LiveYourFutureNow® with COOL Coaching. I am available for consultations in Oslo throughout the summer. I can also help you find the answers to other challenging situations in your life currently. You may be faced with making potentially life-changing choices that will define your future; I can help you structure your thoughts, getting you to focus on the right and relevant issues.
I’m also available as long-term Conversation Partner, Communication Sparring Partner, Mentor, and Guide. I have more than 30 years’ experience of working with people to help them get the best out of themselves, as well as others. I groom holistic Communication Warriors, leaders, and teachers.
Simon Chilembo
COOL Coach/ NLP Master Practitioner
Tel.: +4792525032
Oslo
Norway
27/ 06-2012
WALOBA AWARD 2012
Mr Elias Lazarus Waloba Chilembo
Copyrights: Simon Chilembo, 2012
In memory of my father, Mr Elias Lazarus Waloba Chilembo, I have, under the auspices of my Chilembo Warrior Moves, introduced a special award to recognize outstanding men who in their respective unique ways contribute to making this a better world to live for all. Most importantly, these men will be a direct part of my life in things I do and stand for. These men will be sources of inspiration and strength who in their own special ways help me be a better person today than I was yesterday; they will be my teachers, my mentors, my guardian angels, my advisors, my guides, my motivators, my coaches, my brothers, my friends, my family. This is a very personal award, a very personal journey. The recipients will receive a signed diploma.
The second recipient of the award (Saturday, December 10, 2011; Oslo, Norway) is my first senior-most Karate student, Eyvind Elgesem, 4th Dan Shihan, for the Brother who is ever there, unswerving in his service and devotion to all he represents as a family man, a friend, leader and teacher of others; a man of honour and integrity carrying much wisdom and knowledge above his shoulders. Much of my growth and success in Norway I with humility owe to Eyvind’s special clarity of thought in his advice, support, and guidance of me and my ventures in Norway through the years. Waloba died in 1998; Eyvind and his family materially contributed to my ability to give him a decent and worthy burial. The emotional support I received from them I’ll carry the memory of with me to my grave.
Eyvind Elgesem
Copyrights: Simon Chilembo 2012
Chil-Elgesem Fight Squad: Elg, Eyvind, Simon, Fridtjof
Copyrights: Simon Chilembo 2012
Simon Chilembo
Founder/ President
Chilembo Warrior Moves Karate – Development
Oslo
NORWAY
June 21, 2012
I TRAIN BECAUSE…
Simon Chilembo. Nesodden, 1989.
I’m going to talk about training by way of telling a partial story of my life.
I’ve had very specific reasons for wanting to train from my first school day in Lesotho in January 1965; then I was 4 ½ years old. That’s the first time I discovered rudely how physically small and vulnerable I was.
I still have a vivid recollection of how these other bigger boys and girls were all over me, stroking my head and pulling at my clothes as if to undress me. Later on, I learned that I was the only child wearing the finest clothes, was the cutest, and most charming of them all. Then, I knew I wanted to be big and strong so that I could protect myself from those overly eager people.
I couldn’t wait to be grown up so I could start weight lifting with the neighbourhood men who used to train in Thabong Hall, on the other side of the street from my home in Welkom … (Continued in the book: “MACHONA BLOGS – As I See It”. Order Simon Chilembo books on Amazon)
Simon Chilembo
6 Dan Black Belt Karate Master
Oslo
August 26, 2011
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Simon Chilembo
Tel. +47 97000488
Oslo
Norway
Dec 23, 2011
CALL ME ANYTHING. JUST DON’T CALL ME NEGER!
A DISCOURSE ON RACISM
This is to my Norwegian-speaking people, and others who do not understand some key issues of and about many Black people of African origin all over the world, particularly in Norway itself. Read this input bearing in mind that I come from South Africa originally.
Many years ago I had a friend in Oslo who had bought himself a wreck of a Ford Escort car. He loved this car so much he named it Michelle, after Pfeiffer. I’ve named my iPhone MichelleOS2, i.e. Michelle Obama-for-Simon, acknowledging my self-declared second level position. Not only do I find the name tantalizingly sweet, I also find that the few Michelles I know are stunningly beautiful and charming.
When you love, admire, adore, and value somebody or something high you give them beautiful names; you call them the sweetest, most cheerful, most uplifting things. This way hoping and wishing, perhaps, they will be around for ever to cheer up your, if not everybody’s days; spicing up your dreams, giving you hope and belief that one day the sun shall shine on you too so that you can meet these people/ things live to thrive in their glory, even if only for a moment. My BlackBerry is called BarackOTM, for He is THE Man.
My first ever regularly paid-up job I got about only a few days after my thirteenth birthday; South African schools winter holidays, 1973. I became a junior waiter at a then very, very popular WHITES ONLY! Italian restaurant, Caponero. I quickly learned the tricks of the trade, and, in no time, I was such a hit I’d some weekends get more tips than my father!
Three families that came to dine all evening most Fridays were absolute favourites of mine. This was for the common reason that they tipped most generously indeed. There were distinctive differences, though …(Continued in the book: “MACHONA BLOGS – As I See It”. Order Simon Chilembo books on Amazon)
Simon Chilembo
Oslo, Norway
December 20, 2011
I AM HAPPY TODAY!
The Last King of Håøya. Simon Chilembo 2007
I am happy today, very happy. Many who know me well will know very well that I just love to receive attention. I thrive on attention. I’m addicted to praise for the good things I do well. I get a kick out of getting positive feedback.
Every time I’m told I’m good at what I do, I’m special, I’m unique, I’m The Best, I get an almost orgasmic sensation in my body; a blissful, ecstatic state of being. I get so profusely energized I all the time want to do more and more good things in the best way possible.
But I’m not essentially driven by a voracious need for attention and praise attendant to the recognition of the positive outcomes of my actions and activities. I am not an avid attention seeker. It’ll be hard to believe for some, but privately I am a very, very shy, reserved man. I’m shy to a point of arrogance to those who know me rather not so well. Things, circumstances, and people not making sense around me easily bore me over half way to death. I am a master of withdrawal when I have little to give or to gain in any given situation.
What motivates me most is not the end, i.e. attention showers and, or praise derived from the good work I do or have done; or simply the good man I am or have become. The thrill is in the process of getting things to work, learning new things, teaching new things, breaking barriers, overcoming evil and temptation along the way … (Continued in the book: “MACHONA BLOGS – As I See It”. Order Simon Chilembo books on Amazon)
Simon Chilembo
Oslo, Norway
November 22, 2011
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