January 23, 2015 Obara Meji 176Comment

Obeah is a word synonymous to Jamaica and Jamaicans. Most attribute its power to the infamous L. W de laurence, but I say it is not so. Obeah has been around for a long time and came to the Jamaica with the slaves from Africa who were brought there through the Trans Atlantic slave trade, the African Holocaust. They came from their many different homes, already armed with knowledge they learned before captured and brought to a foreign land.

There are many explanations of how the word Obeah came to be, but that to me is irrelevant. Many practitioners of the Obeah phenomena in Jamaica are set apart from their communities. They are feared, yet talked about as wicked and evil people, often vilified because of their craft. They themselves (some of them) are not concerned with what people have to say about their work or them for that matter, and there are some who go about enjoying the name and the stigma which comes with it, enjoying the fear people have of them, using the fear as their power. This attitude helps to heap the good and bad practitioners into the same basket in the eyes of people, all are seen as evil.

There are many stories of how these people got their gifts or knowledge, and most often the stories of these gifted people are very remarkable. Each individual having their own experience. There are some, to whom knowledge were handed down to them through their  familes, others who received their gift while at church and ‘tek grung”. This is falling to the ground of a spiritual church, and being there for days and months while being taught by unseen beings, and there are those who are taken away by spirit beings, lost for days , months or years, only to return a much talented diviner, healer , spiritual worker.

There was a man in St. Elizabeth Jamaica, he has since made his transition to the realm of spirit. I had never met him, but one of my mentors had told me about him. His name escapes me at present, but he had gone to prison for robbery when he was nineteen years old, according to Mr Mitchel my mentor (Iba Mr Mitchel!). I have no idea of how long he spent there, but upon his release he began to work. He lived a quiet life, not wanting anything to do with his previous occupation and so gradually he earned the respect of his community. One day he went to the river, perhaps to fetch water, as people did and still do in the countryside of Jamaica, he never returned.

He went missing for five years. The whole community, including his family thought he was dead. They mourned him. No one knew what really happened to him. At the riverside there was no evidence that the river had come down and washed him away, as is often times done in Jamaica. All were puzzled at his disappearance, whatever happened to him? No one knew. One day, five years after he had gone missing, he returned.  He came stumbling home, dazed and confused and almost dead. His family shouted when they saw him coming up the hill, they all ran inside and locked the doors. They thought he was a ghost. He collapsed in front of the house as they peeped through the window at him for a while before bravely going out and attending to him, who was very much alive.

After two weeks of caring for him, he was exhausted beyond belief, almost completely drained of energy. He told a remarkable story. I must say that when I first heard it, I was skeptic of its authenticity, I thought surely nutten nuh go so (nothing went like that), but I was to, some years later hear a similar story ,a quite fascinating one in Africa while I initiated there on receiving my Osun.

He told of him going to the river to fetch water. Upon reaching the river, the water was calm and soothing and so he sat for a while not wanting to tackle the days heat up hill with the bucket of water on his head so quickly. As he leaned back against a rock, he quickly fell asleep according to him. He woke up in a village which he did not recognize. People milled all around and the earth was red, there was no river before him. There were people,animals and children bustling about. The atmosphere was dry but not uncomfortable. He immediately thought that he was dreaming, and willed himself to wake up. He was still there, he tried to stand up on wobbly legs, and found that instead of leaning against a rock, he had been leaning against a tree, one he did not recognize.

He thought again that he must be asleep, (bloggers I just remembered his name, it was Zion) and he willed himself to wake up, while doing so he realized how busy this place was, and he was bemused by its activities, while wondering what the hell was this! He immediately began to pray to God to wake up and he found himself transported into a strange room filled with women. The room was sparse of anything other than some silver looking drawers which seemed built into the walls, and the women all spoke to him through their thoughts. They told him that he was there to learn, and should he wish to stay after his lessons, then he could, but should he choose to return home, he would go and help a magnitude of people, the choice was his. He was there for three days.

He was shocked when told he had been missing for five years. It was not long after that, he began to do his work. He became a great healer/diviner and spiritual worker. He wore only Khaki colored clothes and would go out at nights and communicate with the herbs, plants and spirits there. People who knew him said there was not any court case he could not release a person from, and when it came to making people lives and business successful, he was a master of that. He worked closely with the river and would often sleep at her banks. He was a talented man, he was an Obeah man. Oore YEYE Osun!

He became well known and so other people of the same craft became jealous of him and there began a spiritual war. Some say he began to mix and dabble into wicked Obeah. In other words, for a price he would use his talents to remove an enemy from this world. Mr. Mitchel said he died because of this, using his talent for bad. Some one sent a “blow” for him one day, but they sent it in the form of what is known as “trick”. Zion sat eating breakfast one morning, and a fly came in and buzzed around him for a while, he tried to swat the fly with his morning paper, but was outsmarted. He finally cornered the fly and killed him with a hard sawt!!. As the fly dropped to the ground, dead, Zion cried out in pain and also dropped dead. It is said that a rival, to whom he Zion had sent a “blow” to, had returned it in full force and Zion had suffered the consequences of his own actions.

Then there was Bishop Anderson, a revival man with unbelievable talent as an Obeah man, or preferably called an healer, as the word Obeah suggests to most, that of an evil person, which is false. Most said the Anderson was a high plane member of the very strong and powerful Order of The Rose or Rosicrucian, an Order which has my much respect.

Its teachings are outstanding to all who can keep up with it. It is said that one day some police officers were sent to arrest Bishop Anderson upon learning that he was the Obeah man in the area. This is Jamaica, I am not sure where. When the police men came, Anderson was in his reading room attending to his clients. He also had clients waiting for him in his yard. In his yard he had a huge seal, I have no idea how his looked, but for your better understanding I will explain what a seal yard is and give you a verbal pictorial idea of how one would look in the yard of one such as Bishop Anderson who was a revivalist.

A seal or rather a spiritual seal is a signature of a particular spirit or family of spirits. In Haitian Voodoo it is called Veve, and whenever a spirit is to be invoked,in order for the practitioner to have proper control of the entity being called, he or she must have the correct seal drawn on the ground circled off with chalk or sand. Most often a pole called the center man in revival is in the middle of the seal, this is to allow easy access for the spirits to climb down into our world. In Jamaica,Bamboo pole is usually used for this.

I imagine someone like the Bishop, would have fixed his ground, away from the eyes and witness of people, and this is done with many sacrifices, many things are buried in the ground for protection of his compound, him and his family. The ground is then cemented over with just a small circle cut out of dirt in the middle to hoist the center man, which a flag will be placed at the very top. So I imagine his seal to be encircled by white chalk or white paint with the six point star of David drawn in the center. Remember the power is under the earth.

The day the police men came to arrest the Bishop, it is said that he came out to them asking them what was their purpose in his yard. They informed him that he was needed down at the station, as it was reported that he was doing Obeah business. The Bishop, according to eye witnesses, then spoke some language and with that he commanded the men to kneel around the seal and rest their guns on the ground beside them. They were commanded not to move. They did as commanded, and in the hot Jamaican sun the officers knelt for hours until released by said Bishop hours later. They took to their heels when let up, and he never had any trouble with them again.

Then also Madda Myrie (Mother Myrie), In Clarendon, whose cow was stolen by a young man, and when she found out she went to him with the warning to bring back her cow. He denied stealing the cow, which according to her was the only source of income for her and her children back then. She made up her mind to teach him a lesson, and so she did. To this day, that young man Moos like a cow ever so often. While she recounted the story to me, she asked me, if she was to be blamed for her actions. She justified her actions by saying she warned him and he did not listen.

She was a woman in her sixties when I first met her. I had made a trip to Jamaica with my then Pastor and his wife. The same Pastor who had helped me with the stomach problem I had when he gave me medicine from his spiritual pool, read here. They had went to see her and I had gone along. I never took a reading from her, as I was not there for that but she did give me medicine for my stomach of which I did not ask for nor did I complain of any problem. I am very brave and a little adventurous and I trusted my head so I drank it. It was made up of red wine among other things mixed in. It stunk like holy hell, but she said it was a good medicine for the stomach and so she told me all its ingredient, a secret she said, but she was led to tell it to me. I still use it to this day.

She took a liking to me, heavens knows why, I am a nice person I know,but It was more than that I suspect, I believe her messengers with whom she worked with liked me more and sent her my way.  She was very interesting and her stories were charming to say the least.

She came to America on a visit soon after I had left Jamaica where I had met her and she had called me to ask if she could spend sometime at my house, I agreed and went and picked her up. I was excited, I had just gone through my own initiation and was eager to talk to her of her own experience and teachings.

She was an impressive looking woman. She was dark in complexion and with jheri curled hair, her eyes had cataracts which were visible and she wore a disgruntled look, even when she was supposedly happy, she was sturdy in her built. She practiced Christianity, although she admittedly was not a regular church attendee.

We had many conversations about her work and it was she who told me of going through a spiritual war with other Obeah workers in and around her community in Jamaica and what she had shockingly done to assist her against them. According to her it (the spiritual fight) had gotten so bad that she had to go to her husbands grave, he was buried in her back yard, as commonly done in Jamaica. She took a piece of his bone, grated it and made medicine of it as protection for her against relentless enemies who wanted to kill her with wicked Obeah.

She told me, that in the mornings she had to contend with something she called Grundy doves (I took it to mean Ground doves), which were some kind of birds sent to her home by enemies to disturb her.

 

I asked her what would the doves do, and she said they would come into her yard and stand at her gate for hours making all kinds of sounds, when she would try to chase them away the would just walk to the side and not leave. She had to use salt o dive them away.

She told me of the fight she underwent from others workers of the same craft because she had so many customers and most were from abroad. On top of that she became famous for making the young boy moo, everyone in the community feared her especially for that

I asked her how did she get her gift. She told me that she was taught by L. W. de Laurence. I was shocked and fascinated at the same time. A spiritual high to say the least was how I felt at this disclosure. de Laurence?, I secretly asked in my mind while smiling, incredulous at hearing this. I knew of de Laurence, which Jamaican didn’t? I remembered all the stories I had heard of this phenomenon, and my memory sharpened with delight.

I asked her how is it she was taught by him, and to my surprise she told me, I was surprised,because Jamaican spiritual people tends to be very secretive. I listened keenly, having never heard these things from anyone before. She told me that for years while she did her work, spiritual work handed down to her by her mother and grandmother, she knew she had to sharpen her skills as her business grew. Enemies multiplied daily like Gremlins in a pool of water, and she knew that if she wanted to live and survive among the team of Obeah workers who were after her she had to reach out to daddy de Laurence (her words, not my own).

She had been dealing with him for awhile she said, and she wrote to him and asked if she could become his student. He replied with yes and sent her instructions on when he would send spirits to her house for her lessons. She had to wear certain clothing, and her bed had to be turned to a certain direction. She was told of the nights when they would come and also the hour of their arrival she would know, she did as instructed. For two years she was taught by beings she had never seen. She could only tell of of hearing them land on her zinc roof at the hour expected with a loud thump as she laid in the dark expecting them. She was taught many things. I cannot go into the details of what she made privy to me, except to tell you that it would make quite an interesting movie or a fascinating book!

She told me that unfortunately as a result of receiving her gift that way, she was becoming blind. I was shocked at this revelation and asked why, she told me that she needed to renew her course, to finish her lessons and she did not, and she knew that it was based upon that fact, why she was loosing her sight, I thought it was the cataracts, and I said as much to her, but she shook her head and smiled sadly .She was using the Penny Royal herb to help her remove the cataracts as oppose to going to a doctor.

I asked her if she had trained any of her children to do the work. She said that she taught them what she knew, not to do the work but to help themselves, as the world and it inhabitants were wicked and she knew that this was the best tool in which to assist them and their families

She said life as an Obeah woman was rewarding for her in Jamaica, not just money, but the love and respect she got from satisfied customers, but she had to stay alert because the enemies did not stop. She admitted that she have gotten her hands dirty before on some occasions, and she knows the repercussions, but she will answer to God when she crosses over.

I will write more on this woman and others in future posts to come.I too have my own experience with the river and the community there, I will tell my story one day

 

Àṣesílẹ̀ làbọ̀wábá; ẹni ṣu sílẹ̀ á padà wá bá eṣinṣin. /
Actions result in consequences; whoever defecates on the floor will cope with flies….Yoruba Proverb!

[We reap whatever we sow, ultimately.

 

All religion are valid as long as it teaches peace and love…. Obara Meji!

There are no disappointments in life, only lessons learned!….Obara Meji

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[…] time she chat? Dem did Obeah her because dem say she chat out people business. Or de boy whey Madda Myrie de Obeah woman set fi go round and bawl “Moo” like cow? Well his attack was very bad. […]

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Have a serious problem need help Hague settlement Jamaica my sold as you pay

MTH
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A duh Unum did a gwan. Cam mi gots yu on the banana and plantain porridge. Yazzy Dizzy wad up Little Miss Cutesy Pie. Have a great day my fambo. Mi Hussain a guess left right and centre suh, but mi have mi eye on teach as well. Teach suh powerful Shi get hair owns boil. Cami like u mi cans wait go do proclamation come March. Hope bug baddy else nuh pull off a Yazzy stunt and Mel mi hawt flutter fi no reason.

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Me ago catch the Ms. Universe pagent…nu badda tek long fi come back on inna de week. (((HUGS))) have a great start to your work week (muah!)

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Cami boo mi knock out pan yuh wid di ipad hinna mi hand! Mi sure a mi a breed to supamawkit claat! What a gyal fi have di dropsy lakka mi!! 😀 but mi wake quick o’clock and run eeen fi see if yuh notice! I won’t stay away dat long again Chica and it wasnt intentional eenuh…. Is mash mi badi mash p and a don’t know why! Smaddy ya knocked p fi real cah it a tek a toll pan mi star. Anyhoos, thanks mi babygirl!! I never asked how ya doing but I pray all is well with you and yours and I send my love and light to aid you on your journey and major (((HUGS)))) for being a sweetie pie!! ***SMOOOOCHEZ***

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Me go through the post dem fi see if NuNu answered my question….oh NuNus a you the spell upon? lol

If is not a regular then it may be a passer by or a peeper…whomever it is let us know in March.

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Mi kaker! Cami yuh know seh yuh a pree di ting right doa! It look like a Nunu yes! Hif ha nuh she den a Stella Bubblaz (Kia) bout she gone pan vacay and a show Stella how fi kip groove!! 😀

Wi nah pressure unuh … Tek unuh time den walk out hinna di video cahz yuh cute! Mine a Maniac eenuh!! Maniac come defen it! 😀

Cami
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lololol…they will be here to tell we bout we self…AFTER them morning sickness ride out a morning, dwln

Cami
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Flammable like hell, lol I LOVE me country upbringing. JAMAICA COUNTRY LIFE TO THE WORLD.

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Well Cami at least yuh pay yuh respects to di country life and di living….

Some ppl a country a dead fi di high life fi dash weh dem humble beginnings ….meanwhile I BARELY got to experience the country life… but the teaser I got as a child was enough told ave me craving for more and with that I have always appreciated country living here in America and when I return home…. I’m fascinated with the lifestyle…

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Country life nice if the homestead and land for farming is own outright. Even better if the men are good farmers and the women good with home and finances.

My GM who’ll be 102 was a higgler (ground produce and fish) and a seamstress, her husband farmed mostly oranges, coffee, yam, coco and coffee. Papa passed in ’87.

My fathers mother was a hustler, lived in England for 5 yrs (too cold) she went home and owned a bar & shop, dabble in local politics…she a hustler, lol. Papa remained and worked at the royal navel yard in England for 8 yrs, spoil my dad and him wife and me auntie…the rest is me living off of the great memories (first grand in the yard in the 70s, until late 80s 2 others came around).

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Cami yuh mad eenuh bout di mystery belly weh deh bout ya!!! Why unuh cyaah galang beta inna school??

I agree tho…it’s like this baby would be born here…. Born into tradition… I love it. A spoiled brat already…

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lolol…dat de belly de is a mystery till bout March. Is usually the 3 month mark people know fully and tell it I believe.

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Exactly Yazzy! stupid internet and people say it’s not possible, BUT it’s ‘not possible’ because they HAVE NEVER experienced it or meet people who have. I know of an overweight woman who had a baby on the toilet…me stepfather babymother, lolol She said she had no clue and this was around 1979,then we have Obara.

Then there was another lady I know who took her teenage daughter to the ER for a stomach ache and a deliver she ready to deliver..that one there I think she knew what was wrong with her, but too afraid to say anything.

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Everybadi put on dem pot a wait fi see a who! It’s funny as hell! Den Obara dun mek every badi pan edge caz a how Osun Karode hid in her belly for all those months…..

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GRUNG!!!! lolol me ‘poil from me inna womb, Yaz. Me nu like suga porridge cause the brown suga mek it syrupy or you crunch suga if it don’t mix out good…from me bout 3 me don’t drink dem porridge de. Remember brown sugar was dark and kind a dutty so it change up the color of the cornmeal, lolol

Me mum would have to mek me omlette cause me renk and nah drink that mess. Me Sunday nipple bokkle had in beet and carrot juice, mix with rum, 3 man mackelson stout or dragon…lolol Funny enough I only like wines and that is a 2-3 glass max.

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But a wah dis??????!!!!!? 😀 Cami yuh show offfff eeeeeee????? Mi feel yuh pan di brown suga change up di color a di cornmeal porridge mek it dutty…. A weak! And it look like yuh know weh ya chat seh man caz hit di suga nuh mix out it crunchy nuh backlot and yuh know seh dat de porridge deh poil! But weh mi nuh undastan a how yuh chess suh high a get beet root and carrot juice and dragon wid rum inna nipple bakkle ???? Yuh did a live large a country mi hottaz! Galang nuh bada hurt nubadi! Fi Mi granddaddy use to gimme dragon pan Sunday fi mi likkle treat afta church fi walk home wid!

There’s no place like home!

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TY nuh sey a werd, mi will cook soup fi di whole a wi. Yazzy, mi a get ready fi sey congrats dem mi si sey a joke yu a mek. Look how mi nearly call Miss June fi mi pardna money fi guh buy pampas. Well wey day Ty and Y Not tek wey demselves fi quite a while, I am wondering if is Ty. Mi dey yah a wait fi si is how.

Teach use the pepper leaves and black ointment or kerosene oil and two-twos di boil will go away.

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Prefect M! Nuh pap mi up nuh furda!! Unuh a dem ya pampaz ya a guh kill mi!! A weak! 😀 nuh bada guh fret up Ms. June head mi Chica a big joke! But bwouy whosoever it be mi see seh pawty and all types a sinting a guh galang ova ya! I’m very proud to be a Aunty! 😀

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CAMI!!! I’m soooooo sorry boo! A couldn’t help it! **covers face** mi nah realize seh it nah come cross as a big ole joke! Den a suh unuh wicked to mi de really tink seh mi breed fi di duppy dem???? (((Grung)))

I had to tho! I had a damn good laugh alllllll day! And I haven’t been here in a min and mi did miss unuh VERY MUCH!!

Cami hurry and mash a works nuh…. Yuh nuh see wi ready fi ‘poil di chile!! 😀

Cami mi love mi porridge wid coconut milk in deh to! Mi love mi belly wid dem good up sinting ya eenuh…. Yuh chess high doa bout yuh nuh drink porridge wid suga! Lolol dats why yuh was a flammable chile! Lololol!

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Yazzy! you is a wicked girl child! ABSOLUTELY WICKED!

Here I am reading this BIG announcement you mek,,,me stomach flip flop, me turn warm inside READY FI SAY CONGRATULATONS AND A JOKE YAH MEK?! Do nu do it again man…you mek me feel a instant happiness then you go deflate it!

Any how, glad fi see you. Ty, Ty thanks fi de wisdom you pass on ALL WAYS.

MTH Me love a Plantain, hormony corn and banana porridge like WOOOH. If no coconut milk and evap nu inna cornmeal me nu want it and me nu drink porridge mix wid sugar… 🙁 tonk you very much 🙂

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Happy Sunday my sweeeeeeeeties!!! Lawd plz pardon mi absence weh day ere as DEM gimme BELLY fi carry!!!!!!!! LMFAOOO!!

YES! Unuh a hear right!!! MI PREGGERZ!!!! 😀 a sleep a sleep a sleep out hellll! Obara dat deh big dutty tinkin boil deh weh comin like Star Trek a suh mi know mi and yuh close cah it was a sign!!! 😀

Mi aguh need allll a unuh fi chip in and help mi PRAY fi dis ya alien ya weh a grow hinna mi cah mi get a prips a di ultra sound a di way dat deh head deh a tek life mi know seh is not a regula smaddy breed mi!!! ….

Mi sweeties mi nuh hide shit from unuh!!! so here goes….mi have a c-russss confession!!!!!!!!!

Mi bin sneaking roun town wid Duppy Tom weh love wear di towel when him a come outta bacuume… Duppy Dick weh love NYAM ice cream …. and Duppy Harry weh love sing a gyal winda!!!!!!!!

Dear Passta (Pastor) mi need yuh hellllllllppppp!!!! MI NUH KNOW WHICH ONE A DEM SAGA MI OUT AND BREED MI!!!! AND DA ALIEN HEAD DEH CYAAAAAH PASS CHUE MI DAINTY UKU CANAL!!!!!!!!!! AFTA MI NUH OWE DE. LAURENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Congrats my sweet Yazzy…..

Yeah, I am going to be an aunty…

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Ty mi nuh know mi baby fadda!!!!! (((Grung))))

Ty yuh too wicked to mi!!!!! A grung mi deh!!! Ty mek yuh good suh???!!

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Mawning T&T (Teach and Ty). Ty nuh badda sey mi run ‘gainst, but set mi dung fi some a di parrige and soup mekking. Teach yu muss can duh sum mash pit-tay-ta wid likkle butta. Mi nuh really waan set dung Nunu name fi nutten, but mi well waan si wey shi a guh duh.

Teach how yu feel? How di din-din coming along? Say hello to Mr. Hazel Eyes and your children. Nuff love and light. (BTW how is yu sister with the broken leg?)

Ty
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Mth, you can make the partridge and soup fi sustain we, me know you hand sweet…

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Morning all, I just woke from a very intriguing dream and braps come land ova yah suh…Blessed Sunday morning to you Lady Teach all regular ES massive and crew. ES regular peepers and sometimes, nuff love and greetings to you too.

Cami yu neva fail fi mek mi mawkit woman laugh duss jump out. When mi sey yu comment sey Madda M story bout Mr. L cut yu spirit mi try laugh daintily (like Obara) then yu lass comment whne yu call mi Country Gal, yu waan hear how mi vulganiss tuun up. Nothing like a good laugh to start your day.

Mi a wait fi si who pregnant (is it one of the ladies who just went to Jamaica or AMH) or it could be one of the wives of the men who blog here. Anyhow, I cant wait to welcome the newest member to the ES family. Like Cami, Aunty M is good for some pampers.

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lolol….MTH, yu know is ongle Toy and Ty as everyday regulars who kinda nu mad like the rest a we? lol See Yazzy come drop weight pon me, lol me really believe har before me go read the rest a whey she did write say, lol

Madda writing a broad fi listen really got me. See the need fi the school more and more, especially when some simple things need explanation or doing.

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Morning fam o, anno mee!!! Lol….

I am good at getting them to sleep…so Cami you set…Mth will do the diapers, me will put them to sleep…I will rope in Toy to do the bottles and porridge…

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Ty a you fuss bawl out seh a nuh you suh maybe a you! 😀 mi agree wid M… You and di boss did pull a stunt and di time a add up! 😀

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Hope you feel better Obara

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ASE

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Hey everyone, special welcome Lady of The Nile. Teach, use the black ointment and some pepper leaves for the boil. Teach, remember we prayed for babies this year, so I am just waiting to see who it is.

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M mine a fi yuh eenuh! Yuh De pray fi all types a baby fi every badi else but yuh nah see seh a can yuh al doa mi know seh yuh de pan yuh celibacy! (Hawk pardon hif h bruk it caz a nuh my bizniz a claat! 😀 tump mi hinna mi mout hit yuh bruk caz mi too nuff! 😀 )

Cami wi a root fi yuh!

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😉 trouble mekka Yaz you trick me dung a bottom de bad, lol

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Country gal MTH, lolol…peppa leaf never fails fi draw dung de bowil, lol It also work with kerosene oil pon it, lol I was a flammable child, DWLNN!

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Ty thank you for your prayers. These stories fascinate me. I can’t want for the rest of stories. Hi everyone love and light hope everyone weekend is awesome. I will fast on Friday with everyone.

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Toy mi Chica!! Mi goodaz! I hope you’re in the best of spirits and health and that your fam is well. Smooches! Mi love see yuh!

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Love and light Toy

NuNu
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Howdy do Lady Nile welcome, we love you too. Thanks for stopping by and please come again. Blessings!

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I need a mentor. This was lovely, I love you all, God Bless you.

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Lady of the Nile, we are here for you sweetie. Always pop in! Always!

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Hello and welcome, Lady of the Nile.

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Hey Lady Nile.

MTH
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Courtney, how are you doing? Nunulishous, it feels like 1 step forward and 200 steps backwards. Mi juss a gwan hold a meds and watch how things are going to come together.

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I’m doing well Hun. How are you? Work has been super crazy but I need it I am finally able to see the end of the tunnel.

Much thanks to Obara!

Hugs and kisses

NuNu
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Just bucket loads of rain, Im good otherwise. M, mi glad fi yuh steady progress mumz

MTH
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Ax pardon, Nunu thank you for committing to fast and pray with Ty and myself for a breakthrough in my life. Muchas gracias Nunulushous.

NuNu
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ES teamwork M-licious! Changes for the better muss happen

Courtney
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Hey beautiful ppl

Wishing u all love and light. (Does happy dance!)

NuNu
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Hey Court! Love and light right back at you lovey

MTH
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Nunulushous, wad up Mammy? Cami mi gal, what’s popping sweetie-pie?

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Good Afternoon/evening to All. Although I didn’t come on I read the post in its entirty and all notice that Lalibella grace the page. Hey Nile and Ty. Have to hail them because they are so busy.

Now me gone read the post Obara made in comments. I’m here and I am not here…remember I told you all that I am like that at times. Love onu same way.

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Cami Cam! Love you more Chica! I totally get it. Always a pleasure when mi look chu di crowd and is yuh! Smooches!

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Hey Cam

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Wad up likkle miss? how is the weather in your part of the world?

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Good afternoon folks! Hey Ty and M set mi down for that as well

MTH
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Thanks Ty.

Ty
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Also be grateful they showing you themselves and their feeling early in your plans…as Obara says, there are no coincidences…

MTH
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Ty, so much to say. (no one in this foreign country is the source of any discomfort I am feeling). The crab inna barrel situation from yaad towards mi tun up. As usual, they see things happening for me and think things happen to quickly or I do not deserve. Where were people when I was getting my coins together to make this trip? Where were they when I couldn’t even afford a cell phone because I getting my coins together?

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M!!!!! A weh dem di deh M!!! When yuh did a get yuh COINS inna orda??!!! Dats right! Same suh! Not a nex wud!

Ty
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Mth, there is saying…a tiger does not lose sleep over the opinion of a sheep…

Ty
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Focus on your prize… Clearly they are doing so, focusing on your prize…

That is how you know you going somewhere other a watch and talk….

Teet and tongue mek fi talk….no worry about them…

MTH
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Ok Ty, I have 8:30 a.m. to 5:00 on a Friday (for 5 weeks), so anytime is also good with me.

Ty
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Ok we can do 9 to noon…

MTH
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Today, I am moving to stay with a friend. Then next weekend, I move out on my own. So many big steps.

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Alllll will be well Chica!! You are certainly a Capricorn!! Tek yuh goals by storm my girl!! Run up on it! I love it sweetie! Keep at it!

Ty
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The universe is behind you and favors you…your ancestors are on guard….your guides are by your side…your esp fambo have you back….and Obara Meji deh ya for you….

Have no fear…

Anyone mess wid you haffi deal wid baba Shango…the true oba…

Ty
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Gone on the road…will be back on later…peace, love and light

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Ty, lets agree on the time. I am two hours behind you.

Ty
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Anytime that works for you … Time is not linear… I am down for any time…

MTH
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Thank you Ty.

MTH
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I am down for that.

Ty
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Then it set! Any body else can join in…. We pray for all families, our oris and health

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I am also in Ty and MTH!

MTH
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Thank you Ty. I really appreciate it, you prayed for exactly all the things that I had in mind. Ase, Ase, Ase!!!

Ty
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Ase!!!

Let’s do a 3 hour fast this Friday…

MTH
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Ty, please include me in your prayers as well.

Ty
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I did Mth…I pray for all of you everyday…today I prayed for you Mth to stay focus on your studies, to do well on your exams, to meet good people in the foreign land, to get financial comforts quickly, and for the health and well being of your father and daughters,..

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ASE!

Ty
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Toy, I miss you…I hope you are well…you were in my thoughts as I prayed today…

MTH
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Morning Ty Love…Hope you and the family have a great weekend.

Ty
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Large up up up Obara, Mth, Cami, Kb, Nunu, Yazstar,Courtney, Shana, Sea Queen, Spiritual seeker, and all massive and crew….

Have a blessed and laughter filled weekend….

Please remember to check out embracing spirituality and Obara Meji on google+

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Ty mi check it out! Thanks so much for expanding the blog. Very much love and appreciate your efforts and they are never in vain Chica! I love it!

MTH
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Morning Obara and crew.

Ty
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Morning Fambo!!!

shana
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Good morning! Wow! Thanks for sharing this story. I loved it.

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Shana sweetie! Blessings! Always so sweet seeing you…

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Good morning Obara bloggers peepers

Courtney
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Hey fambo

Just finished reading. People of the world are so fascinating.

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Courtney Chica! Yailmentz!!

MTH
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Night sweetie, what’s popping hun?

MTH
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KB, I’m here.

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Night MTH love n light

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Helloo is mi alone in yah pon dis good frideh oh well Obara thank u for sharing more of ur life, more of ur self n what u have learned or gained from others.

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Ty, I agree with you, no matter what your profession is, if you use it for bad, negative ramifications will happen. Teach, I am a little confused, was it really de Laurence who taught her, as Mr. Laurence died in the 1930s.

Not passing judgement but Zion reminds me of what Jamaican would call neva si come si. Zion could be in today’s day and age a Kartel, David Smith (olint) from humble begins and let money, fame and power corrupt them.

I like Madda Myrie. For some reason, I picture her to be connected to Buju (same last name).

Bishop is lucky that his wife never disgraced him. I am hard pressed to believe that I would have kept it after being deceived by this man. Shi lucky shi neva mad like Lisa. So many lessons.

The lesson no matter how it is told, how the characters change, is the same, the love of money will lead otherwise sane people to do things you could never believe. Some Spiritual people even though they should know better, still would kill to be at the top.

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Me glad you bring up the teaching thing MTH. When I read that part me spirit kinda a cut from Madda Myrie. The entire post was intriguing but that de lawrence part took me aback and cut me spirit from her because there is no way Madda Myrie should be writing de lawernce fi teachings. And it’s a private institution so is not him. I know O have a soft side for him but me can’t given…

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Good evening everyone. My apologies for just tuning in, it could not have been avoided. I will go read and catch up. Love and light to you all.

Yazzy
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Mi hottaz Prefect M! Mi hoops yuh tan good and warm inna yuh new home country mi Chica!!

ty
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Bless up Kiab…

kiabubblez
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Hi TY *waving like a madd woman* thanks for the prayers mama they are appreciated n reciprocated ♥

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evening my people Obara Ty bless up Nunuuuuuuuuuu i see u, wink if u see me loool

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Mi hottaz KB!! Lawd yuh know from when I nuh see you?? Yuh run weh and guh tun Stella pan wi?? Mi missed yuh mi boo! Mi happy yuh back safely and happily from yuh much needed and well deserved vacay! Mi hope yuh come back wid a “SPLEN” **wink wink** hehehehe! 😀

ty
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Manners everyone, sorry i forgot to say hello…hello for everyone … i have missed you all… i will try to catch up… even though i am away more, i pray for you all daily…

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My sweet sweetie Ty! Thanks so much for your prayers. My heart is always with you and yours…

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We miss you, but as long as you come bout. Prayers for you, the home front and your daily commutes.

ty
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Obara, is madda myrie still alive and is she now blind? Likkle weed may help…

ty
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The rivers in ja are powerful places…when the river come down it is a sight to see…on our last visit to ja, we went to chapelton river, it drizzled the whole time there, very light, after about 20 minutes later, the river come down…it was impressive…

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Sounds amazing Ty!

ty
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What is the penny royal herb?

ty
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I have seen also some balm yards with totem poles…many jcans, especially maroons use this as a seal too or for other spiritual communications….learnt from the arawaks or tainos…

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Please to explain a balm yard fi me deh, Ty.

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Thanks Ty…cause a dead yard me a think bout, lol The word ‘balm’ got me mind there, lol

Ty
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Cami, a balm yard is where you go to get a reading, obeah baths, and obeah fan dangles….it usually on the un beaten path and done in the traditional sense with flag, seals, and all sorts of things…

Ty
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Hey Obara, wonderful story…I will take this one…Di work tun up and so me hinglish bad…lol…

EPA Yemoja

TY
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hey everyone, evening…hope all is well…

love this post Obara…highlights the universal laws…no matter what you do as your profession, if you dabble in bad things, bad things will come back to you or your children…

mi kinda like madda myrie, she seems like a good story teller…

di asofetida you mentioned it before for use on infants/newborns for protection…see we are good students…lol

Obara can you tell us a tale of someone gifted to come to do work who ent against this …due to free will and the repercussions that followed…

I will come back on later to chat…

Ore Yeye Osun…Oyeyeye kulumbu…Agbebu yan se

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Ty mi Chica I love the request. Thank so much!

NuNu
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So Obara, I guess if you stop in the middle of learning, something will be taken for you or is it because she was getting so strong spiritually, it took it’s toll on her?

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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@Spiritual Seeker, et al, Light and love

NuNu
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Good day Nile

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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Hailings NuNu!

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Pardon my manners…

Good afternoon Obara, Lalibela and NuNu!!!! How’s everybody doing?

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Howdy SS

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Here I was thinking that when people learn from D.Lawrence it’s a book, couple pamphlets by mail, lol, den Madda Myrie seh ‘dem’ lan’ pon har zinc top

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Hey NuNu puss (you answer me yet? lol) The unseen teachers are apart of that institution base on the collection of skills and knowledge that de lawrence obtained.

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Nunu yuh need fi tap it! A grung mi deh between yuh and SS pan di ooman good good zinc roof! Why was that part SO HILARIOUS!! #NINJAZ!!!! **bawlin**

No sah… Mi tripe mus hate fi afta da laugh deh!

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To whom much is given much is due, what a true statement. It look like when yiu receive certain gifts it’s better to move away from your usual surroundings cause somebody ready to tek yuh down

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True, Nunu. It seems like it would be such a blessing to receive those gifts. But on the other hand, I wouldn’t want to have to deal with all that spiritual battling.

Yes, I almost BOL when I read about them landing with a thud on the rooftop. Sound like ninjas.

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grung again!!!!! SS I swear when she mention the roof my mind went straight______to darkness and feet on zinc, lolol And it’s about that time that my spirit cut cross the lady.

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Spiritual seeker yuh fi gang beta eenuh! Mi pitch ova when yuh seh dem sound like ninja pan di zinc roof!!! Mi a kaffiyeh and nuh sound cyah come out! That was HILARIOUS!

Y’all are nuts here! Nuts!

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Madda Myrie seems like an interesting lady to be able to meet. Would love to sit at her feet an learn all about the herbs and medicine she knows about.

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Here is the paradox, I love, desire and want that which you give; however, I don’t want you to labor/labour or agonize to provide that which you give.

What am I/are we to do?

You words and dedication are a function of your love for us who are in need and for that, I/we are beyond grateful–thank you perpetually!

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Tell har deh fi mi Wi bredda Nile! Gosh you have a way with words…. Hmmmm!

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Profound and intriguing–especially as it relates to Madda Myrie! Obara, when you first mentioned the means by which most are taught the craft of Obeah, I was first compelled that the ones who are taught by family members would be more inclined to practice in a deviant regard.

However, since Madda Myries mostly practiced good deeds and Zion met his demise because of embracing the dark side.

Seemingly, I thought those who were chosen by the ones from the spiritual realm would have been chosen because of their respective character and accordingly such individuals would be more just.

As usual Obara, thank you for the great insight…

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Hey Nile! Always love your avatars with your sweeties! So adorable.

Those were my sentiments exactly… Then I came to realize that it is perhaps the spirits of these ppl that were chosen but their human greed was their downfall.

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Good morning ESers

Yazzy
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Sup Nunu Boo??? Hope yuh good Chica!

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