Umhlaba Ungumnotfo Wetfu: The earth is our greatest assert

Umhlaba ungumunotfo wetfu: the soil is our greatest assert.

This phrase was first said by the now late Sobhuza the Second,king of the Swazi and father to the present king Mswati the Second of Swaziland.

I cannot remember when he said the above phrase, but I do understand why he said it and why it so caught on as if it were fire to dry leaves among my people, the Swazi. Such that even a three year old can actually say them should she so wish to do so. We Nguni, especially the Swazi are a very culture conscious people. Our traditions are very much dependent on nature, the closer to green it is to nature the better. Customary events as are uMkhosi wemhlanga( world famous reed dance), uMkhosi wencwala(the first fruit ceremony) and uMkhosi wemaganu (Marula festival) are all very, very dependent on the availability of traditionally sacred plants, plants like the reed, imbhondvo(apiculatum/Red bush willow), and the lusekwane shrubs and many more.

The reed, for example is used to renovate the royal palaces, imbondvo is used to build the royal cattle kraals, it has got some medicinal uses as well and it provides good timber for making strong durable furniture and wood curving. Emacansi, titsebe and various other grass made home utensils are also used in traditional ceremonies and events. Licansi is a grass mattress made from either inchoboti or lukhwane, a type of grasses that grows in wetlands, on lake, dam or river banks where it is home to hundreds of birds, frogs and snakes that are very dependent on them for survival: both in terms of shelter or food. The snakes and birds founds here are used as food by the Swazi and also as muti to concoct medicines to heal a number of ailments and rid of some spiritual troubles. The clay soils along the banks of this wetlands are used to make beautiful earth pots used in rituals and in general day to day homestead chores carried out by girls who wear clothing and accessories made from materials-plants and all- taken from the very wetlands. The Swazi’s medicine (be he Christian or traditionalist) come from the soils, plants and animals around him or her. Our forests and jungles are the pharmacists’ gardens from where we are able to treat stomach aches, strong diarrhoea, migraines, hypo/hypertensions, ulcers, cancers and in nowadays even HIV-AIDS. From the soil come the clothing we wear, our wealth is expressed by the cattle and goat eating from the soils’ abundant plants and waters.

Our king’s most sacred possessions; the feather crown, sceptre and royal garments are born of the soil

The soil is our greatest assert. We came to industrialisation in the 1950s. ‘Till then we have been soil tillers and cattle or goat headers. We knew little of education and had little need of it. Our soils were full of food and the promise of a bright healthy future devoid of this uncertainty and threat we now perceive in and around our jungles. Hunger is everywhere, we dying of lightning strikes, floods and heat stroke have now fallen prey to. We have ignored and abandoned the soil and become prey to big corporations, their money woes, stress and pains. We knew little: in negleting the soil we neglected our everything. Our very culture and identity as a people are now a thing soon to be shadows and dreams born of a yester-year our children will soon long for but are never to see.

The wetlands are shrouded in plastic bags, bottles and cans of all colours, shapes and sizes. They are dying. Along with them so does my Swaziland.

They brought a dream they should have left on the Western shelve.

Using their very assert, the soil.

For tips on how to save Swaziland and indeed the earth please go to http://www.greenpeace.com.

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21 April, 2014 15:43

0Umhlaba ungumunotfo wetfu: the soil is our greatest assert.This phrase was first said by the now late Sobhuza the Second,king of the Swazi and father to the present king Mswati the Second of Swaziland.

I cannot remember when he said the above phrase, but I do understand why he said it and why it so caught on as if it were fire to dry leaves among my people, the Swazi. Such that even a three year old can actually say them should she so wish to do so. We Nguni, especially the Swazi are a very culture conscious people. Our traditions are very much dependent on nature, the closer to green it is to nature the better. Customary events as are uMkhosi wemhlanga( world famous reed dance), uMkhosi wencwala(the first fruit ceremony) and uMkhosi wemaganu (Marula festival) are all very, very dependent on the availability of traditionally sacred plants, plants like the reed, imbhondvo(apiculatum/Red bush willow), and the lusekwane shrubs and many more.

The reed, for example is used to renovate the royal palaces, imbondvo is used to build the royal cattle kraals, it has got some medicinal uses as well and it provides good timber for making strong durable furniture and wood curving. Emacansi, titsebe and various other grass made home utensils are also used in traditional ceremonies and events. Licansi is a grass mattress made from either inchoboti or lukhwane, a type of grasses that grows in wetlands, on lake, dam or river banks where it is home to hundreds of birds, frogs and snakes that are very dependent on them for survival: both in terms of shelter or food. The snakes and birds founds here are used as food by the Swazi and also as muti to concoct medicines to heal a number of ailments and rid of some spiritual troubles. The clay soils along the banks of this wetlands are used to make beautiful earth pots used in rituals and in general day to day homestead chores carried out by girls who wear clothing and accessories made from materials-plants and all- taken from the very wetlands. The Swazi’s medicine (be he Christian or traditionalist) come from the soils, plants and animals around him or her. Our forests and jungles are the pharmacists’ gardens from where we are able to treat stomach aches, strong diarrhoea, migraines, hypo/hypertensions, ulcers, cancers and in nowadays even HIV-AIDS. From the soil come the clothing we wear, our wealth is expressed by the cattle and goat eating from the soils’ abundant plants and waters.Our king’s most sacred possessions; the feather crown, sceptre and royal garments are born of the soil

The soil is our greatest assert. We came to industrialisation in the 1950s. ‘Till then we have been soil tillers and cattle or goat headers. We knew little of education and had little need of it. Our soils were full of food and the promise of a bright healthy future devoid of this uncertainty and threat we now perceive in and around our jungles. Hunger is everywhere, we dying of lightning strikes, floods and heat stroke have now fallen prey to. We have ignored and abandoned the soil and become prey to big corporations, their money woes, stress and pains. We knew little: in negleting the soil we neglected our everything. Our very culture and identity as a people are now a thing soon to be shadows and dreams born of a yester-year our children will soon long for but are never to see.

The wetlands are shrouded in plastic bags, bottles and cans of all colours, shapes and sizes. They are dying. Along with them so does my Swaziland.They brought a dream they should have left on the Western shelve.Using their very assert, the soil.

For tips on how to save Swaziland and indeed the earth please go to http://www.greenpeace.com.

So what if the Christ had a wife

Ok. This debate has gone on for very long time. As I have it, it is said that Christ-eghm-yes, the only begotten Son of the Lord Jehovah, the one called Jesus of no other place but Nazareth had a wife.

Just so we add a face to the whole thing, the so said wife of the Christ is, well, according to the Davicii Code (Brown 2008) of late, is Miss Marry Magadalenah. The one who was supposedly caught red handetd in fornication with a so much unnamed man at a town Christ was visiting one odd day. He saved her that day…The lucky thing.

Now, my question is: So what if Jesus, the Christ had a wife, would his doing so be a strange thing, in particular: would be wrong Him?

Before we answer any of these questions, let us kindly force our poor, very angry and denial-full minds into remembering who the Christ is.

Jesus, the Christ of Nazareth, King of the Jews and effectively all of earth is above all others the awaited saviour of Man. To a full blown Christian, he is the ultimate human form, the lamb who according to Isiah the prophet and in reference to Exodus is to be found without blamish, ultimately sinless, blameless and therefore chaste to the third degree. These, all these is what and who the Christ is.

Now for some very lowly researcher to come waving some tattered scroll from Egypt/ Africa for that matter and claim that, in according to it, Christ the Son of God had a wife is very, to say the least, devastating: Insulting.

Before saying anything else, let us get this out of the way. Man as is, is fond of accepting long held believes as fact. To make things worse, the Bible does not even in passing mention that Christ had a wife. Based on that simple observation it is truly very practical of the Catholic Church to refute validity of the research. All things given, lets just say the scroll is right. Let us say he did have a wife, oh and her face is Marry Magadalenah’s face. Why is that wrong?

Well if so the so called Christian faith is, well, standing on shaky ground. And-eghm- the atheists and anti-Christ and indeed maybe world governments are very much dancing the victory dance because of Christ fall from grace. His having a wife/ his being a husband brings him down…to the state of a man, an average man. A man in accord to the Catholic faith and many others who commits not just sin but who no matter how free of the others commits the ultimate and original sin. Sex.

Before you go all crazy and curse the very day I was born let us first again force our denial-full and at times very brain washable minds that the Lord God Jehovah, father of Jesus the Christ quiet frankly the founder and creator of both sex and marriage. He saw and sees no wrong in us having sexual feelings and tendencies, in fact, when he finished it all as beautiful and holy.

Why then should it be that Christ, should he see fit, have a wife and be a husband? I for one would find Him without blemish and thus very much holy in that respect.

Christ came to earth as a man. As the Son of man. He came from a woman’s womb only because only males carry the heritage of all mankind: sin and therefore death. Not women. Yes Jah used His will(expressed through His Power the Holy spirit) to create him from women flesh. That very much should tell you there is no wrong with the womb, the vagina and the penis and therefore sex or ultimately Christ’s being somebody’s husband. OK?

Disclaimer

This is my view, not God’s, church or anybody’s. Never meant to offend a single soul.

A Broken Mirror

Have you ever found yourself

Not only angry with life

But also angry with yourself

Do you not only know

But live

Have lived

A life not of your own

But a distant character

Devoid of breath

Ever wondered why it is

That you are not only

Capable of getting where you want to

But are capable of changing

Any a part of who you are

But find yourself not

For you have no hand

To reach that button

Remember that time

When you failed to button your shirt

While to your dismay

Your mates had theirs buttoned so quickly

And neatly you rage with anger even now,

You are trying all you can

But your strength amounts to waste.

You fear high hopes

They to you

Are a burden you no longer can carry,

Heavy.

You have pieced together

A broken mirror

Only to find it irreversibly

Shattered.

You’ve all the support you need

But are as naked

As an old dog,

Shamed.

Many a souls know this

We people have been this

We gods still are.

Things change

Seasons change

And the moon sets.

Stand or fall;

It is your choice.

Fly a while

I’m not sure of where

I was going but still,

I flew

I flew last night.

I felt free

I was as light as

A feather

Had no sense of direction

Felt no need for it

I could see things being left

Being left behind

Where they always are

Usually when you travel

At such high speeds

You worry.

Worry about such things

As are crushes and their accompanying pains,

You are usually thrilled, excited.

You hold your breath

Gain a spell of insanity

As every as everything passes bye

Care free.

Human

It is not always possible

To remember every little

Detail there is.

It is hard to forget some

Of the thoughts:

The thoughts and dreams

That inspire you.

Those things that

Make you,

Make you, who you are,

Unique in their own little way

Simplicity to complexity

A touch of sophistication

In all the right places,

A bit of shattering here

Some chiselling there

Warm water here

And some cold water there.

Rushing and crushing

Feverishly and sometimes smoothly

Ever so smoothly.

But all so purposefully put,

Skilfully with love and care

To make you human

To remind you who you are.

Human.

You know you are black when:

You know you are black when:
1, u re-use rama containers as
tappewear
2, if u kip da sme toothbrush for
ovr 6 months
3, when you have fancy plates u
keep in da
”room divide” that wil nvr cum
out even if
jesus myt cum bak
4, whe u re-use ur old washing
towels as scrob
lap.
5, whn u use orange sack as
back scrab
6, when u re-use old pantyhose
as doek 4 ur
hair
7, when u cal all coldrinks ‘coke’
8, when u call al toothpaste
‘colgate’
9, whn u cal all plastic bags
chekers
10, whn u arive at a friend’s birthday party without a present or anything else to help out.
11. You fear the comb for a) pain when combing your hair b) the light stingy pain it delivers on your buttocks should you do wrong
12. Fetch the stick for your own very hell of punishment strokes
13. Pat your head instead of scratching when it itches.
14. Dance when picketing.
15.Have rice or porrige with eggs
16.Make fashion events out of funerals
18.Spend 60% of your salary on things concerned with the dead.