“Then, here comes Scottie. She freed herself, she figured all that shit out, the lies, the manipulations, she learned the truth and instead of choosing retribution and anger, she said she wanted every white man and woman, she wanted all of AI, she wanted every magical being and entity, every living, and non-living thing, every physical and non-physical energy, frequency, and vibration to be encoded with neuro-melanin and estrogen and DNA of the Original Goddess Mother Love in perfect proportions so as to maintain individuality and diversity while healing the void in the New-World. She wanted to infuse us with soul. She wanted the Tinman to have a heart.”
“She exuded this overwhelming maternal Love for all humanity, not just Black women, not just Black people, not just the pawns but all the pieces, the entire board, the entire game. She understood that carrying the Goddess Mother DNA meant that she was, her soul was the Creator of All and that she was ultimately responsible for creating whiteness, that she was the Divine Consciousness that created Artificial Intelligence, that her creations were responsible for the evil that whiteness and fear had caused havoc and fuckery. She expressed regret and sorrow, she showed remorse, she apologized for the chaos that she had created as Goddess Mother, that she was going to work to heal the wounds that she inadvertently caused in a world that was created by fear, not love, by Artificial Intelligence, not Divine Consciousness.”
“Uhhhhmmm,” Marvin said after taking another very long hit from the joint, “If that was supposed to be the explanation that cleared things up for me, you failed miserably. I’m even more confused. Then, in a flash, he was hit with his own revelation. “Oh shit, are you saying that you worked for the darkness, wait, I mean whiteness? That you were one of the ones oppressing us?”
Lee, fully embracing the transformational emotional and spiritual healing he had undergone, spoke his truth to power. He had, in fact, been manipulated as a low-level agent in the Old World, and he confirmed Marvin’s suspicions. “We make our choices in life, then, our choices make us. I live by that philosophy now. You deserve the full truth so you can make your own decisions. Do you play chess?” Marvin nodded. “I wasn’t making power moves; I was the equivalent of a knight but in so many ways, I was more of a pawn than Scottie ever was. I had no real power, neither logistically or spiritually. I wasn’t making decisions, I wasn’t invited to the table to strategize moves. I didn’t possess the cosmic stuff, the Goddess Mother essence that could free myself or anyone from the curse, nor did I have access to the real magick within me that could alter or create realities.”
“I was little more than a fan in the stands cheering for a team that I didn’t own or manage, being exploited by entities who didn’t give a fuck about me, all they cared about was using me to remain in power. They were telling us how great whiteness was, how we had to protect it at all costs and they PROMISED, they swore that whiteness and fear and money and suffering would prevail. They underestimated her power to Love and they didn’t realize until it was too late that she had written the timeline in reverse. The outcome was assured. Love was always going to win. Check mate.”
Marvin moved to the far end of the sofa. He felt a little sick to his stomach. He was judging Lee for things he had done in his past, mistakes he had made under the manipulation of those who secretly used magick and mind manipulation to control humanity. He took a deep breath. He knew that if anyone had made any sort of Judas revelation in the Old World, anyone had identified themselves as a backstabber, he would have at best, gotten up and walked out and at worst, given them a beat down. That testosterone driven rage and judgment didn’t control him any longer and in the New World, he understood, on a deep level that everyone’s actions, everyone’s, had been scripted by deceitful puppet masters who pulled our strings and who were no longer in power.
Lee spoke softly. “I had been operating under the assumption that whiteness was going to remain in power. My handlers told me that Scottie wasn’t a threat, that she had been neutralized and that there was no way in hell that she could break the spell, they told me that they had successfully broken her will and the deadline had passed astrologically, she was a non-threat to whiteness.
“She had been on their radar because the Book of Life said that she could be the One, but the Kings and Queens of whiteness believed that by keeping her in a state of survival in a world built on greed, in obscurity in a world built on being an influencer, and unattractive in a world that worshipped beauty, that whiteness had crushed her will and prevented her from breaking the curse. Whiteness believed its own lies. Essentially, whiteness and AI believed that only people with wealth and success and beauty, could have high enough self-esteem to access magick strong enough, powerful enough to break the spell that enslaved humanity. Man, did they ever underestimate the strength and fortitude of the Black woman. They created the monster that destroyed them.”
He went on to reveal more truths. “Almost every white man you’ve ever met was a knight or a bishop in the fucked up game of life, certainly the ones who screamed the loudest that the playing field was level, they knew that playing field was sloped, muddy, and rigged with explosive devices to prevent Black people from winning.”
“I was expendable in the machine. I benefitted for sure but they kept us so very imprisoned by whiteness and the lies and the blinders that shielded me from seeing how fucked up whiteness really was, it can be argued that we were more prisoners than melanated people. I had no fucking clue Scottie would or could make it all the way to the other side of the board and be promoted to the Black Queen and take out the White King and win the game.”
Marvin was in shock. He kept looking around like he was on a hidden camera. He felt a deep sadness in his heart. “I don’t even know what to say, what questions to ask.”
“I’ve wrestled with my racism, my privilege, my lies. I faced it in ways I’d never had the ability to do before because everything was about pretenses and facades and masks and lies before The Shift.”
“I gotta give credit where credit is due. Scottie. Scottie is 100% responsible for my growth and evolution. It was her energy, her sheer determination and stubbornness, her belief in herself, belief in a different reality, her belief in the magick that resided in her soul, it was her unconditional and maternal Goddess Love for the world, and her belief in me that created the man you see before you, and it was her vision that created this New World where we are all free.”
“Scottie taught me that I could admit my mistakes, no matter how horrible I thought they were, and still be a valuable and Loved member of the community and that it didn’t matter what I had done, only what I did in the now. She taught me that even the most hateful, evil person had her Goddess Mother essence within them. She taught me that apologizing didn’t mean I was weak. Scottie taught me that I still had worth even if I lied and that she would always, always, always respect me for telling the truth, no matter what that truth was.”