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The Scarcity Simulation: Why Your Crown is Slipping and How to Reclaim Your Axé

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The Scarcity Simulation: Why Your Crown is Slipping and How to Reclaim Your Axé Pull up a chair on the porch, family. Take a slow, deep breath, expand your chest, and let’s sit with today's medicine. Today, we are standing flat-footed on our journey, moving under the vibrant, green, and fertile frequency of Ujamaa (Cooperative Economics) . Let’s stop playing small. Economics is infinitely deeper than mastering the digits in a bank app; it’s about mastering the flow of divine resources and recognizing the raw power already sitting in our rooms. Too often, the Western matrix tricks us into looking right past our own wealth. To truly step into Ujamaa, we have to view it through the lens of Ujima (Collective Work) —understanding that our collective economic sovereignty only awakens when we lock arms. In The Warrior Handbook for Life’s Journey and The Player’s Pyramid (available at ha2timgyenyame's Author Page ), we are reminded of a hard truth: your internal resources must align...

Salute to Nommo X

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I have to start this by saluting the men who have blazed a path in my life. I will do this in order and then I will dive in to this tribute. First I have to give shots out to my grandfather Cleven Brown who taught me to care and take care of my family (RIP). Next in line I have to say thank you to the person who this article is about Nommo X. Nommo then introduced me to Dr. Moriba Kelsey the founder of APDS, and the Tawi Village. Through Dr. Kelsey and Nommo I met Dr. Lewis Dodley entrepreneur and the Baba of the Simba Nation. Through Baba Dodley I was introduced to Gaylord Thomas. These men have shaped me through the fire of their love into who I am today. You may never hear about these men but they are in my pantheon of greatness. When I needed fatherly guidance each of these men gave it to me in their own way. Nommo X was a historian, warrior, entrepreneur, and a all around great man. He was a mentor that accepted you where you were and helped moved you to where you needed to be. ...

Till we meet again

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I havent poured a libation since you left, My tears are the testament of the sorrow that I feel, and pray they will push you threw. These are the tears of a selfish man. For they are not for you but for the empty space left by your living this life. But we will meet again Your life has etched the map for me to follow to the ultimate place of rest, and i am grateful for the time we spent and i glance at the picture of you holding and now I hold your memory as tightly. I wont and cant say goodbye, lets just part and say till we meet again....