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We Don’t All Come from Kings and Queens: Leadership, Lies, and the Power of Collective Purpose

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We Don’t All Come from Kings and Queens: Leadership, Lies, and the Power of Collective Purpose Great Day, Fam. Let’s get into it. This one’s gonna push some buttons—and that’s exactly the point. I'm not writing for comfort. I'm writing for clarity . And today, I want to address one of the most repeated mantras in our community: “We all come from Kings and Queens.” It sounds good. It feels empowering. But family—it’s not the whole truth . Who Took the Trash Out? If everyone was a king or queen… Who held the sick? Who built the temples? Who mastered the mathematics? Who cooked the food? Who cleaned the streets? Who protected the realm? We all didn’t come from the throne. And that's not a bad thing. The idea that only royalty holds value is a lie designed to inflate egos—and egos that believe they’re at the center of the universe cannot be led. Leadership isn’t about title or self-importance. It’s about service, wisdom, and knowing when to follow. The False ...
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Baba- Chapter 9 part 1

Chapter 9 “Jay, wake up!!!” Simba was shaking me. I must have fell asleep reading. I looked outside and the sun must have just rose. “The council is waiting for you. Clean yourself up and report downstairs.” He stood up and walked out of the door. I got up, brushed my teeth and washed my face. I made up my bed and reported downstairs as I was ordered. Sitting around the table were four more people I had never seen before. Simba and Kwesi were also sitting at the table with them. There was a chair sitting in front of the table and I assumed it was for me. “Jay, I want to introduce you to the council that will take you through your vision quest.” After saying that Simba stood up and began pointing to the people sitting at the table.   “This is Sister Auset from Milwaukee. She is a Grand Master….from the House of Chete.” She was  a very dark and beautiful woman looking as if she wasn’t a day over forty. Her locks caught my attention; they were beautiful and long with a...
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