Poetrimony – Guest Blogger & Poet – Afzal Moolla – Johannesburg, South Africa – Through Struggle – Creating Profound Emotive Art

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Biography – Afza Moolla

I was born in Delhi, India while my parents were in exile, working as anti-Apartheid activists for the African National Congress. I subsequently traveled wherever my parents’ work took them. I feel I still haven’t stopped traveling.

I live and work in Johannesburg, South Africa. I’m 39 years old and particularly appreciate good literature, be it prose or verse. I share my literary musings with my most strident critic: my 12-year-old at.  Read More

Scribbled Verse – Scribbles by Afzal Moolla


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SHARE – Mothers Are Closer To God – Honor UR Mother While She Is With U – Worship Her When She Is Gone – Attend This Inspirational & Touching Service Honoring Mothers

“Men are what their mothers made them.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I hold mothers in the deepest regard. I believe that mothers are closer to heaven than any other humans.

For example, when I learned about the magnificence of the human body, it became undeniable that God is real. Man could never create such a magnificent creation as a human being. A mother can, though.

I give mothers spiritual reverence because of this. They make a covenant with the Universal Divine Mother (God) to create children. Childbirth is a partnership between Mothers & God.

My mother was incredibly special to me. She’s, my angel. I’ve said repeatedly that we should honor mothers while they are here. and worship them when are gone. I worship my mother today and honored her when she was with me, especially while in my care, in her later years.

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Fighting Over Momma – But Fam – You Said You Loved Me…Yeah Right

Real Talk On Family Betrayal – Don’t Believe Those Closest To You Won’t Deceive You

This post is deeply personal.

It made me the convicted man that I am today. The experience of solely caring for my mother to the disdainful evil undermining of my siblings, extended family, friends and their cohorts molded me.

It spiritually transformed me.

It revealed to me the existence of fake-faithful and evil in my inner circle. It revealed who I am, and who I’m not.

It taught me that race doesn’t really matter though we’ve built our civilization around this man-made invention.
“Only spirit matters.” ~ Kevy

Caring for my mother in the latter years of her 96 years on earth broke me, then rebuilt me.

Though it nearly killed me, and caused me to lose nearly everything I’d owned, I never relented in my obligation to my mother, and to God.

I created the Seasons As My Teacher blog after years of grieving and regaining my health. In response, I was led to write about how this experience changed me.
Betrayal and deception ultimately became wisdom and discernment. ~ Kevy
“It was like poison that turned to medicine.” – Tina Turner

To exemplify further that I give equal time to the races, I am open to say that the terror that I and my mother experienced was done by Black people.
There is plenty of evil in the Black race, and in my family. …In all races, though perhaps not institutionalized.
Ironically, nearly everyone who came to our aid during my mother and my trials wasn’t Black or family.
Repeatedly, God sent angels to us who were often White or Latino, some that we did not know.

This is a kick-start to old and new posts on Terror on the Caregiver, to be ultimately be retitled to Fighting Over Momma.
It will be presented in a series of posts over time, just as is 7 Days 7+ Quotes, Devirusize, Seven Spiritual Laws, and Poetrimony series.
“Lil Eunice, I still love you….even more.” ~ Kevy

Original Post – July 2018

I was raised Catholic. My mother was devout. As a result, I know a whole lot about the importance of prayer and faith, but not much about the bible.

I can’t recite stories or verses off of the top of my head, like holy rollers.

But that doesn’t bother me. I don’t need a facade of ‘the word‘ to deflect from my true spirit, my true essence.

My sincerity exudes on its own. My spirituality is more organic, gained through life’s trials.

I follow no rules because rules are written in a book. Those rules are written on my heart.

I simply follow the spirit of God within me, and later find that there was a spiritual law for that.

“We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.” – Tennessee Williams

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This Blues Gives Hope – The Canton Spirituals & Other Gospel Blues Music

Who would have thought that one of my favorite gospel groups is the Canton Spirituals?  …Sam Cooke and the Soul Stirrers too. 

I guess I’m mixed-up that way, being raised Catholic, not knowing the bible like my ABCs, I’m not religious.  But I’m spiritual, and I love the Canton Spirituals.  Let me try to explain.

I don’t know which reason prevails in my attraction to the good gospel music of the Canton Spirituals, and others.

I know that since its Southern Gospel it appeals to me, off the back because  I am from South Louisiana.  It also appeals to me because the group presents gospel music in a bluesy kind of way.  Sometimes, I get the blues like every else does.  The songs tell stories of trials on Life’s Road and achieving victory through faith. The Blues, in this case, gives me Hope.

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If U Cared For UR Mother & Now She Is Gone – U Will Like This Post – If U Neglected Her or Conspired To – Go To Hell!

I finished this poem this morning while sitting on the grass in a park, reflecting.  I was Grounding in multiple ways.

I translated the poem in various languages based on website views, by country.   I used Google Translate to convert it from English.  Please let me know if the translation is correct, in any language.

I love my mother very much, in any language.

I wrote the poem in this post on my smartphone so there isn’t much glitz and glamor to offer. 


I don’t expect those who were not willing to be caregivers for their mother to understand why 6 years after my mother transcended, I continue to worship her like she is still here. 

I certainly don’t expect my fake-faithful siblings, family members, and New Orleans’ Metro non-profit deviously-operated senior agencies to appreciate this post.  This is not for them.  But, there is a slight possibility that one or two may be reflective on their deeds and surrender their sins against their mother (or someone else’s) to God.

They have the freedom to not receive these messages by asking me to not send them my post, or they can just ignore them.  Lately, they’ve said nothing and believe in their imaginary innocence. …for six years now.


This post is for those who really love their mothers, who cared for them in their final days, as I did with honor.  This is for those same beautiful children of God who believe that their mother is still with them, protecting and watching over them.


As for the other losers, who neglected their mother when she was near death, for greed, power, or resentment, or those who were complicit in the sabotage of a frail mother’s well-being, may you enjoy your day in hell.  You will meet a lot of your relatives and friends there.   

I am sure that my siblings, family members, and New Orleans agencies that participated in the Terror Against The Caregiver (Me or You) are destined for hell, if not already there on Earth.


I cannot see or talk directly to my mother today.  For that, I have no regrets.  She’s left me with a lot of fond memories.  I can feel her spirit in me, and around me. 

I believe that only those who have shown God’s love to their mothers, when they were frail and dying, get to gain such access to their spirit when they become Guardian Angels, as my mother did.  She was born on October 2, 1918, the day of the Feast of the Guardian Angels day


Thanks, Lil Eunice for granting me access to your spirit.  Thanks for your guidance and protection.  Thanks, God for allowing me to access you, through my dear Lil Eunice!


As for the ungodly ones, in my family circle, and outside of it, I hope it pains you, not having such access, but instead, having access to the pain you caused her before she ascended to heaven. 

I am not being cruel.  Everyone must pay someday for their deeds, I included. 

They too, however, do have access to God, but only in Truth & Surrender to his Truth.  May they open that door, I pray.

…May they change their wicked ways.  Ironically many of my siblings are mothers.  With regard to those for whom this post resonates, I am sure that your caregiving antagonizers are mothers too.  In fact, nearly all of my only siblings that remain on Earth today are mothers.  They all had a mother, a beautifully spiritual and strong one.   Their day of reckoning shall come. 

There is nothing that I must do to facilitate their future or present crisis moment.  God has got that covered.  I only need to remain Truthful and Faithful.  That I am.   Continue reading “If U Cared For UR Mother & Now She Is Gone – U Will Like This Post – If U Neglected Her or Conspired To – Go To Hell!”

The Law of Giving & Receiving – Notice No “S” – It’s One Law With 2 Parts – We Have 1 Hand For Giving & 1 Hand For Receiving – We Must Use Both Hands To Get The Law Right! – Let Me Explain

This post is on the Spiritual Law of Giving & Receiving, taken from Deepak Chopra’s book, The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success, that I read over 20 years ago.

The principles presented in this short book are as dear to me as are the bible’s principles. I have distributed copies of this book to others around the world. I live by all seven of its principles.

If you read this book (less than 90 pages), you can get a good idea as to how my spiritual mind works. You will see its principles reflected in my posts and opinions. It is reflected in how I live. It especially influences how I give. It includes a chapter devoted to Giving & Receiving on which I will explain in this post.

The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success

Deepak’s book, The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success was very instrumental in my spiritual transformation. It explains spiritual principles in multi-metaphysical dimensions. It presents spirituality scientifically, astrologically, psychologically, emotionally, and practically, while I perceive the bible as not being as multidimensional. The book does not contradict the bible, though, it expands it. Every principle can be associated with biblical principles. I suggest that you read it as I have many times.

I have wanted to write this post for months now, but could not muster up the creative energy to do so. I may appear to have it all together, based on the content that I create, but I have flaws and bad days just like everyone else. I practice and passionately believe wholeheartedly in the perspectives I share, but that does not mean that I do not experience seasons in my life like everyone else.

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Bluesy Praise Gospel Music Of The Canton Spirituals & I’m Not Uneasy About Dem Singing About ‘That Name’ Either

Who would have thought that one of my favorite gospel groups is the Canton Spirituals?  …Sam Cooke and the Soul Stirrers too. 

I guess I’m mixed-up that way, raised Catholic, don’t know the bible like my ABC’s, I’m not religious, but I’m spiritual, and I love the Canton Spirituals.  Let me try to explain.

I don’t know which reason prevails in my attraction to the good gospel music of the Canton Spirituals.

I know that since its Southern Gospel it appeals to me, off the back  I am from South Louisiana.  It also appeals to me because the group presents gospel music in a bluesy kind of way.  I get the blues too.  The songs tell stories of trials on Life’s Road and achieving victory through faith. Continue reading “Bluesy Praise Gospel Music Of The Canton Spirituals & I’m Not Uneasy About Dem Singing About ‘That Name’ Either”

My Mother’s Body Expired Yesterday – My Heart Was Ignited By Her Spirit – Caregivers & Empaths Will Understand Why I Am Not Sad

This post is a bit of a test.  I used Artificial Intelligence (AI) to prepare it because I needed it to be published on May 14th.

My true feelings are reflected in the post, but I needed to get this post out quickly before the day ended, so I used a bit of assistance.  Unfortunately and it is 1:00 am and I am still putting the finishing touches on this post and a rushed video.

Unlike many people, I embrace technology, simply because I cannot stop it.  I do my best to avoid its pitfalls while milking its benefits to reach others around the world, in a way unimaginable just a few years ago.

I used the Samsung Smartphone Voice Recorder’s speech to text feature to prepared this post.

It allowed me to capture thoughts and feelings, as they were occurring.  It converted my voice into words, based on how clearly I spoke.  It worked impressively well considering that it rained and hailed as I recorded while driving.

I used this audio for the attached video.  I used the text to record in my studio additional comments.  I can see many ways that we can embrace technology and AI, in particular, to propagate and fulfill our mission.


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Photo – Wikipedia

Yesterday was a very special day.  May 14th is the day when my mother’s body died and was returned to the Earth as an offering to the continuous cycle of life. Continue reading “My Mother’s Body Expired Yesterday – My Heart Was Ignited By Her Spirit – Caregivers & Empaths Will Understand Why I Am Not Sad”

I Knew This Day Would Come But Didn’t Expect It To Be Today – It Must Be The Grounding!

I knew that after taking as much time off as I needed, I would one day return to posting on the blog. 

I never stop writing, but most of it is personal or pieces I share in writing workshops.  Otherwise, I’ve been very private about my writing.  I have a great deal that I have yet to share.

This is why I often say that I write when I want to.  My writing tends to reveal my deepest feelings and in opening up that much, I must ‘feel’ doing so in my spirit before I really can.

Well, today is one such day! I think I may have mustered up the courage to write again.


I recently endured through a very challenging life trial, the first of its kind for me.  I went from worry, to fear, to awakening, and breakthrough, over the past few months.  Nonetheless, I held true to writing.  Most of it was written in private on my smartphone as draft emails that were never sent.

Until I get into the full swing of blogging regularly, I ask that you bear with me. 

I really have been through a great deal, really.  I am, though, once again changed.

I feel spiritually transformed in an even greater way.  The primary reason is that during my trials, as with this recent one, I found myself coping alone, after disappointedly expecting at least a small entourage of support from those around me.

And it each of these trials, I ultimately surrendered to The Lord, totally.  In every case, I was victorious, even when it appeared that I really wasn’t.

I have yet again been vibrationally elevated!  I can feel it but have not yet discerned how the universe wants me to use it.  I am awaiting the answer in a whispered message, at the most unexpected time.

Bear with my blogging because it may seem random.  I will start by sharing some private poetry and try to build full posts around it.

Luv

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