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'This page rightfully entitled RASPAGE - RAS meaning HEAD, was thought of and created in memory of our great African forefathers. From King Solomon to Anthony T. Browder, who have and are still to this day continuing the struggle, so that BLACK MEN (the first men) can reclaim the position we once had - which is the HEAD of this world.' K.Y.

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Education is the key to unlock all of the doors that have been shut in our faces.

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'It's a BLACK thing you would not understand, unless you are BLACK and have felt the oppression of the MAN. The MAN representing Babylon, and it's evil forces that have crushed and destroyed BLACK voices. Black voices that sang out in plantations, BLACK skin that never burned, because of our wonderful pigmentation. Pigmentation that is looked down upon, but yet lighter races are always in tanning salons. Tanning salons that make their skin crack and peel, don't they wish they were like us, with our great and mighty zeal. Mighty zeal that has kept us safe in the face of oppression, it is full time they learned their lesson. Lessons in morality, lessons in respect, something we have, and something they should get. Should get, should have, should obtain, but because of their nature they stay the same. Same as us that is how they should be, same as us and face reality. Reality of life, the realization of difference, acceptance of things that are an everyday occurrence. Everyday occurrence of things they do not like, everyday occurrence of things BLACK, if they do not like it they can take a hike. Hike back to the Caucus mountains from which they came, back to where before they came into contact with BLACK people they were lame. Lame in spirit and lame in mind, by encountering us they were made sublime. Sublime spiritually and mentally, they came into reality, something which they should yearn, but no they still have not learned. Learned from us that is what they did, raped and looted and killed our kids. Kids of old who grew up with knowledge wisdom and understanding, their stories must and will be told. Told what to do, and who to worship, instead of worshiping the great and mighty AMENHOTEP. AMENHOTEP-RA through who which knowledge of science, mathematics, and alchemy were learned, but unfortunately all of this was burned. Burn and loot that is what they did, burn and loot and kill our kids. Kids who need to be brought up in the way of the ancients, and not in the way of the slave merchants. Slave merchants who brought us to this land, used us up and then walked over us like sand. Sand of the great and mighty African shores, one day we will have it evermore. Evermore and to eternity that is how it will be, yes my BROTHERS and SISTERS you wait and see'. Copyright © 1998 by Konrad Young. All Rights Reserved. Copyright control

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Drinking From My Saucer I've never made a fortune, and it's probably too late now, But, I don't worry about that much, I'm happy anyhow. And as I go along life's journey, I'm reaping better than I sowed, I'm drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed. I ain't got a lot of riches, and sometimes the going's tough; But, I've kids who love me and that makes me rich enough. I just thank God for His blessings and the mercies He's bestowed; I'm drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed. I remember times when things went wrong and my faith got a little thin, But then all at once the dark clouds broke and the sun peaked through again. So Lord help me not to gripe about the tough rows that I hoed, I'm drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed. And if God gives me strength and courage when the way grows steep and rough, I'll not ask for other blessings, I'm already blessed enough. And may I never be too busy to help another bear his load, Then I'll keep drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed. Author Unknown

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