Jul
07
Beyonce's Black Parade

The message behind the music


By Roxanne Ashley | 3RY MAGAZINE



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This Juneteenth, Beyonce Released BLACK PARADE.. A song honoring, acknowledging, and appreciating the root cultures of African Descendant peoples. Paying great homage to the practices of Isese or Ifa, and calling the names OSUN and referencing her sister Solange as YEMOJA whom represents great Matriarcharal dieties and very revered Goddesses in the diaspora. Giving way to an assumption that people like me already knew. Beyoncé and Solange, practice the original form of non monthesistic societal worship, and are now publically expressive about it.


I'm goin' back to the South
I'm goin' back, back, back, back
Where my roots ain't watered down
Growin', growin' like a Baobab tree
Of life on fertile ground, ancestors put me on game
Ankh charm on gold chains, with my Oshun energy, oh


History traces the Yoruba Land Nigerian societal ways of life and practice to predate all religion with the exception of Hinduism. It is the unwatered down versions and root tree of so many subsidiary religions, African ancestral and other wise.



As Beyoncé so beautifully sang “Ancestors put me on game, ankh charms on gold chains, with my Osun energy” that is the essence and most essential part of Orisa practices. Honoring, venerating , accessing, and living lives that would have us be ancestors worthy of worship.


Ooh, melanin, melanin, my drip is skin deep, like
Ooh, motherland, motherland, motherland, motherland drip on me


African Ancestral Practices have a horrible reputation of being evil, witchcraft, satanism and all manner of deceptive misconceptions. This includes Voudon (Voodoo), Santeria, Obeah, Lukumi, Candomble, Mama Watas and a myriad of others.


Eeya, I can't forget my history is her story, yeah
Being black, maybe that's the reason why they always mad
Yeah, they always mad, yeah
Been passed 'em, I know that's the reason why they all big mad Fuji
And they always have been



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As a practitioner of African ancestral practices myself it often baffles me that people are frightened instead of intrigued as to where their cultures originate from. At its inception BLACK PARADE immediately warranted negative feedback from majority black people who had no clue what she was talking about and only heard her reference crystals/stones, charging them in the moon, some African names and decided that it had evil intention. As we know Beyoncé has been accused of being a part of the illuminati or other notorious occults that perform rituals for wealth. So of course, conspiracy theorists are having a field day. However, I myself, am a participant in African Ancestral Traditions and the practices that she is speaking of so I can 100% defend anything that is stated. As my Yoruban name is Osunlewa Oyolade, which means “Osun Brings Beauty” and “The Oya Priestess is here”, and I am so very honored to walk this walk into initiation.


Honey, come around my way, around my hive
Whenever momma says so, momma say
Here I come on my throne, sittin' high
Follow my parade, oh, my parade
Talkin' slick to my folk (my folk), nip that lip like lipo (lipo)
You hear them swarmin', right? Bees is known to bite
Now here we come on our thrones, sittin' high
Follow my parade, oh, my parade


There is nothing wrong with worshiping and walking righteously with whatever religion or practice you choose out of the over 4000 that are present. However on behalf of those who participate in African Ancestral Practices I would like to personally ask you to educate and inform yourself before you decide to bash or tear down things in which you have no understanding.



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We are all able to make our choices according to what is best for us. So please allow those on the path back to their root practices and cultures the opportunity to do the same without judgment and downcasting. I do implore you, if you are a person of African descent and even more if you are not, to take some time to do some research on the fortifying spirits of my ancestors. On how the Osogbo River in OSUN State, Yorubaland Nigeria still turns out 100s of High Priestesses and Priest. How Sangos Dynasty and bloodline of 80,000 years is still present, accounted for and documented. Research how Black history is not dead, it is detached, and our ancestors have not forgotten about us, and obviously the hottest, wealthiest, iconic brown women, haven’t forgotten about them either.



We got rhythm (we got rhythm), we got pride (we got pride)
We birth kings (we birth kings), we birth tribes (we birth tribes)
Holy river (holy river), holy tongue (holy tongue)
Speak the glory (speak the glory), feel the love (feel the love)
Motherland, motherland drip on me, hey, hey, hey
Motherland, motherland drip on me, hey, hey, hey
I can't forget my history, it's her story
Motherland drip on me, motherland, motherland drip on me


Black Parade is a gospel song, reverence to the atrocities we have suffered as an entire nation of people, to how we rise above adversity and take up the torches of those who were robbed of their dignity and history. For the indigenous and free Black people who are summed up in history with slave bloodlines, for the disrespect of our original practices in the media and politics, and now for the generations of us here to mend generational curses and heal wounds of ignorance.


Lay down, face down in the gravel
We wwearin' all attire white to the funeral
Black love, we gon' stay together


This song is for you Black people. This song is for Trayvon, Korrine, Breonna, Philando, Mike, George, Priscilla, Tamir, Freddie, Gabriella, Akai, Eric, Alton, Muad, Malice, Medgar, Malcolm, Emmit. For our current elders and living Matriarchs of the revolution Angela and Assata, for Toussant Levette and his spiritual and physical army, who conquered the Spaniards in the French Revolution and over threw their slave masters. For Big Mamas and Madears, and making away out of no way.



Ancestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat
(Ancestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat)


Tears form in my eyes when I listen to this song, it speaks my heart and honors my traditions, and I offer you the gift of information so that you may enjoy it as well. For what it is. Instead of what you think it is.



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Beyoncé has taken years of systemic oppressive psychology and ignited a flame that has the potential to transition lives, and thought processes. In the times of Black Lives Matter, I thank her and the Orisa for her. I am in formation. Are you?



Honey, come around my way, around my hive
Whenever momma says so, momma say
Here I come on my throne, sittin' high
Follow my parade, oh, my parade
Talkin' slick to my folk (my folk), nip that lip like lipo (lipo)
You hear 'em swarmin', right? Bees is known to bite
Now here we come on our thrones, sittin' high
Follow my parade, oh, my parade




Roxanne Ashley


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