More and more farmers are starting to regret getting the president they voted for. 😂🤣

fake ass missionaries

In 1803, off the coast of Georgia, a group of 75 Igbo men and women made a choice that shook both the sea and the memory of humanity: to die free rather than live in chains. Known for their rebellious spirit, the Igbo were feared by slavers, who knew their captives would resist, attempt escape, and even choose death over slavery. That day, they were being transported to a notoriously brutal rice plantation. Packed tightly below deck, bound in chains, they began to sing together—a song that was more than music, it was a shared vow of defiance.
The sailors tried to silence them, but their voices rose like a collective thunder, filling them with the strength to seize control of the ship. Yet they did not dream of returning to Africa; they understood they were too far from home. Their fate would not be a plantation, nor a conventional escape. Instead, they turned to the waters as their final choice. One by one, they stepped into Dunbar Creek, chanting, “Orimiri Omambala bu anyi bia, Orimiri Omambala ka anyi ga ejina” (“The spirit of the water of Omambala brought us here, the spirit of the water of Omambala will carry us back”).
Contemporary accounts called the event “The Igbo Suicide at Igbo Landing,” but within the African diaspora, it became a story of resistance rather than death. Their souls were said never to have sunk, and in the stillness of the night, the echoes of their chant could still be heard in the Georgia swamps: “Orimiri… Orimiri…” A timeless reminder that, even in chains, they chose freedom.

Why is it so hard for black people to realize that God is not in the sky, but within them?

Never get caught up in what they did to you 😒 Just make sure they wish they didn't.