Black People = Natural Geniuses

Comparison of African and European Pyschomotor Development

1. Two (2) days old, with head held firmly, looking into the face of the examiner; the European child (8) eight weeks.

2. Seven (7) weeks old, supporting herself in a sitting position and watching her reflection in the mirror; the European child twenty (20) weeks.

3. Five (5) months old, holding herself upright; the European child nine (9) months.

“The Black man being the first man to walk this earth, to establish civilizations, to build institutions, governments and so forth, I think it’s still genetically represented in the Black child.”

~ Amos N. Wilson (author of Awakening the Natural Genius of Black Children)

What you see above are some of the results found in a study on the development of black and white children. If the three comparisons that I posted don’t paint a certain picture for you, I’ll go ahead and paint the obvious one.

What’s obvious about the research revealed in this study is that black babies develop faster than white babies showing the possession of natural genius. Now, isn’t this something wonderful to hear? I think this is great news … but wait! Black people are natural geniuses, and we compare ourselves to our white counterparts for evaluation. Why do we compare ourselves to people who are naturally inferior?

Examining yourself on a scale that’s beneath your full potential places you on a scale for failure. We shouldn’t compare our intelligence to that of others because their best is less than what our best could be. We need to develop standards that do not include or compare to white people. If not, we’ll always fall short .

Last note: If we’re natural geniuses, you must wonder how do we fall behind as children. The study revealed that black babies can do many things before white babies, but black children fall short because the genius isn’t stimulated. I know you’ve heard relatives talk about their babies saying “they’re too grown” or “they’re too fast.” The truth is that they’re too smart. Too smart because they’re little geniuses.

The little black geniuses fall short at about age three (3). This age is when language becomes important. Many blacks don’t speak standard American English well, and they pass this on to their children. I’m not saying to let go of e-bonics and other dialects that are prominent in our culture, but if black children are to compete for survival in this country, this is something to think about.

Lastly, if you’re a black adult, it’s not too late to stimulate your genius either. Read a book!

Until next time.

Peace, Love & Transcendence.

~ Kemi Lotus

Perception of Riches

Written by: by Garett P. Williams

“Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.”
- Camille Pissarro

Do you remember what you considered a lot of money when you were a child? More importantly do you remember what was important to you, what it took to make your day, when you were a toddler?
A few days ago I did my grocery shopping for the week. I wandered through aisle after aisle, head down, staring at a grocery list that was too long to match up with a budget that was too small. I went to ring up what I’d compiled in my shopping cart, items that were absolutely essential at the front of the conveyor belt and those that were least important at the end in case they needed to be put back. A few of the items had to be.
I walked out of the grocery store stressed about my bank account, discouraged about the modest days that would lie ahead. On cue I was blessed by a visitor with an important message. A lady, aged beyond her years, in tattered clothes and a desperate look on her face approached me at my car. With her head down and hands together she told me that she was homeless and asked me if I could spare any amount of money to help her feed her daughter. I’d just nearly cleared my bank account to buy groceries, but I did have some change the car. I scooped up what I had, a measly three dollars maybe and poured it into her cupped hands while apologizing for not having any cash to give.
In the past few months I have not seen a larger smile on anyone’s face than the one that she gave me for those three dollars in quarters, dimes, nickels and pennies. She thanked me endlessly, that smile never leaving her face. What could she do with that? Maybe get her daughter one of those $2.99 happy meals with a toy to keep her occupied. It was hard to understand how her outlook could have been altered so drastically by such a small amount of money. Then I realized how wrong I’d been prior to her arrival. Stressed and discouraged with a cart full of groceries, a car to put them in, and a shelter just for me.
This one lady, seemingly heaven sent, showed to me the error of my ways. I was embarrassed to be so ungrateful when the majority of the people in the world have much less than I do and ever since I’ve been so happy to be anywhere near as fortunate as I am.Now when you were a child what did you consider a lot of money? A childhood friend of mine, when she was four, got to ask her uncle for however much money she wanted she asked for $100. Best day of her life. I once watched my 14 month old cousin McKenzie laugh hysterically because she was running and being chased. When that constituted a game were we not much happier? I believe we were but the misconception is that life was better when we were younger. How were we so much richer in our early days when we had so much less? -Perception of riches-

If there is so much power in thought why are we not more protective of our minds. When a few moments of reflection can illuminate a situation for us, or bring us peace and happiness why do we not focus our thoughts on things that are truly important.

Riches are whatever you percieve them to be. Let us be grateful every single minute for the riches we posses.

The Sky Isn't The Limit ... The Limit Is Where You Set It

Recently, a group of friends and I went skydiving. Yes ... you read that sentence right. We went skydiving! Skydiving is an extreme and highly dangerous activity, but this did not phase us. We refused to let fear limit us, so we didn’t think twice. Had we given it extra thought our minds might’ve talked us out of doing it. Just like the many minds of our peers who called us crazy for doing it, and even worse, we were told that skydiving was not “acting Black.”

Hmmm ... “skydiving is not acting Black.” There’s something wrong with this statement. This statement says that there are limitations to being Black; it says that we shouldn’t delve into activities that aren’t dominated by us. American society has barricaded our minds. As a people, we don’t engage in certain things because we’re conditioned to believe that certain heights aren’t for us to reach.

Living in America alone is enough reason to believe that anything is possible. So much has been accomplished in this country by Black people, and so much has been given to the world by Black people. The world wouldn’t have the advancements it has today if it were not for Black people laying the foundation during Ancient times, yet we limit ourselves by saying that doing certain things aren’t “acting black.”

We need to do a better job of what we allow in our heads, and a better job of what we let manifest in our minds. Society is repeatedly sending messages to us that says you can’t do this and you can’t do that, but you can be a rapper, you can be a football player, you can be a comedian, you can be a basketball player, etc. Yes we can be those things and what’s better than this is that we could BE and DO MUCH MORE ... like skydiving. : )

Skydiving was a great experience, and I recommend it for everyone! I am a different person since my landing, and doing it was just another reminder that I and my people can do anything that we choose to do because life comes with infinite possibilities.

** Kemi Lotus

If you think you can do a thing or think you can't do a thing, you're right.

Henry Ford