a large red cloud hovered in the air above the wilds of africa.

i wondered if there was an alien ship hiding in the recesses of those clouds that also looked liked the inside of an embryo to me. it seemed to mark the beginning of the suppression of people of color. was it......the hand of satan.......father of lies?
no i think not.
was it only people of color? u c it may have been people of color whose focus it was to steal away lives but their lives where given to ‘the white man’ and ‘the white man’ accepted the fruits of their labor. they lived in the laps of luxury while the black man was turned into their slaves. someone to do the ‘hard work’ meaning physical back breaking work, toning their bodies making them strong while the 'white man' became soft and squishy, fat hanging off his face unable to lift the burdens he carried. u better watch out 'white man'......you may be turning into a jelly fish. haven’t u heard........use it or u lose it?
first i saw 'the people' singing and dancing . it was much like a worship of love. then came the ‘thieves into the night’ who brought guns and stole ‘the people’ away from their home, away from their lives, away from their spirituality. i watched an evolution of ‘the people’ going from 'love of life' to despair. to a life which surly seemed like hell to the ones living it and i wondered what I could do to atone for the sins of ‘the white man’, and i cried knowing there is no excuse for sure poor behavior.
how did we ever think it was right to treat another human being as though they were put on this earth to serve ‘us’ the white population, the minority of the earth. why was it ok to steal a planet and call it property? why is it ok to continue to call this beautiful gift from god ‘property’ and put a dollar value on it and sell it to the highest bidder creating a world where ‘the dollar’ became more important then people? and if u don’t believe that then talk with one who supports ‘the system’ and c how long they talk before u discover that in deed man comes last, ‘the system’ comes first, above any other thing placed on this planet including man and beast alike.
the other day i sat with a woman whose job it is to sort through the paperwork of ‘the system’.....the very system that came like thieves in the night and stole babies of a people who lived as god intended man to live.....as a community, a family, a people who gave back in the form of worship through songs from the heart as much as they took. well they continued to sing from their hearts only their hearts were crying.....after years of theft, after years of rape, after years of murder of these very people whom were placed under the foot of ‘the man’ whose shoes were so large they could extinguish an entire population with one step. or so it seemed.
i spoke with my friend Ted about this yesterday
. he had watched a program on tel-e-vision something to do with the aryan race and hitler and bush the night before. he suggested that was the hand of satan that i spoke of. the hand that came down with such force on any people of color u would gasp with horror if it were to happen to u, to your family, to your people.
well i told ted i believe the hand of satan has left the building and only his minons, who do not even realeyes they r minions at that, were left. i told him to keep his eyes open and he would c people of color rising up......guiding ‘us’ to heaven on earth.

well last night i was coming home from the library and as i passed ted’s place i saw him laying on the ground. i thought he had fallen and needed help getting up. yes, he had fallen, but he needed no help because he had already risen in spirit and only his body remained.

his face was a very deep shade of purple (one of his favorite colors it seems) and in places his face was black............do you know the time?

those were the first words ted ever spoke to me.
he spoke them about two years ago or so, when i first came to city of the sun. i had been pacing in front of his place.

i was in utter turmoil and when he spoke those words.......i just looked up at him, then said....sorry, i don’t, i don’t live in the land of time and he laughed his laugh that i now know so well and asked me if i would like to join him in his office for coffee and a visit. from the moment i met ted, i could talk with him. there r very few people i can really talk with and he is one of them. just like our last conversation, the one about the people of color and the aryan race. u will be missed by many ted and this i know. thank-you god for introducing me to this human angel who has risen and thank-you god for allowing me the time to spend with him. for the last week we played cards together and his last day he was in such high spirits...........thank-you for allowing me to spend those hours with u who do not live in this land of time.......those of us who r ‘just passin through’. i love u ted. btw........he has put so much of himself into his place i will never have to ‘miss him’........all i have to do is go there and he’s there. this i know.

i dedicate this story to u my friend, my friend who showed me he too had a face of color. i love u.
love, peace and tranquility
adelaide marie