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Dismantle the Chicken’s Court: Why We Must Stop Begging the Slaughterhouse for Justice

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  Dismantle the Chicken’s Court: Why We Must Stop Begging the Slaughterhouse for Justice Family, Tribe, Warriors, Elders, and NationBuilders—Axe’ Axe’ Axe’! Today, on this sacred Thursday, July 2nd, 2026, we are stepping out of the emotional matrix of being mad, sad, and scared. We are locking into the mathematical precision of Ujamaa (Cooperative Economics) , vibrating on the high, life-giving frequency of the color Green. Our meditation for this hour is anchored by an uncompromising truth passed down through the porches of our history: "Maize cannot get justice in a chicken's court." Look closely at this wisdom. If you are the maize—the nourishment, the cultural brilliance, the life-giving seed of our community—and you continuously carry your economic grievances to a tribunal of chickens, stop acting surprised when you get devoured. A court of chickens wasn't built to cultivate the seed; it was designed from its very blueprint to consume it. Our journey today is cod...
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Undefeated

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Another victory is close

for my success has chosen me.
The tattered web of prosperity
that my life has woven me.
The outcome feels predictable
though the game has not begun.
I've declared myself the champion
before my trials are done.
I will always embrace my fate
so the outcome stays the same.
I play the role as victor
while some resign to play the game.
If I may keep the secret
that is sanctioned from my soul.
On anxious days I lose my ways,
my spirit pays the toll.
I hold the titles of father,
of brother, husband and son.
An honest bluff makes some seem tough,
the contender is but one.
At times like these I find myself,
beside myself, not lost.
The battle's fought, the lesson's taught,
I have not won nor lost.





Preston J. Harrison
Founder/President
Imperial Integrative Health Research&Development, LLC.
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