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Genesis of Black Love

Black is the color most fear. A color most say is empty, unattractive, and aggressive. A color some recognize only for its fashion, flare, and fame.


Consider that Black is more than a color, a trend, or a person, although no individual should be defined as “black.” Black is indeterminate, undressed, an ethereal body of beautiful heavy that holds the minutest of life’s secrets and the largest of heavenly wonders. Black was before all things were.


Love… Now Love is impeccably unsighted. It embodies movement; nothing in its path can restrict its flow and illimitable shape. Perplexing and profound, Love is oblivious to sound, doubt, and human misuse. Love is orderly, disciplined, and free; it is not an uncontrolled eruption of an emotional decree.


Black and Love are tantamount. Partnered, they are unbounded, intrepid, indomitable, exquisite, and intrinsically pure. It is a substance as elevated and infinite as the firmament's coast and so reflective that no one or thing can measure, replicate, or explicate it, yet it is known.


Black Love is euphorically absolute, an oblivion of unrestricted consciousness, an escape to blissful confinement. It is like, overwhelming waters flooding the depths of my vessel, gasping for air, and feeling life mightily, and evermore infuse and revive me. This type of love does not end. It is a timeless journey, an intimate and glorious walk with the Holy Spirit, a daily demonstrative undertaking, a selfless fate, a soulful sacrifice.


Black Love is more than a concept or something designed to be held and governed by man. It originates from an omnipotent domain outside ours and is active regardless of possession. Black Love is unquestionable, mirrors flawless execution, and is the sweet surrender between body- spirit- and mind.


To understand it is to envision, yearn for, and pursue it desperately and repeatedly until a superior essence dwells within and unlocks the assignment and conclusion. It is an action, an exhortation, a remedy, a virtue, and a great kneeling before the supreme excellence that calls and liberates the chosen few. It is a hue of its own, incomparable, colorless, and lineless, yet it is embodied and adorned.


Black Love is the perfect rhapsody, an absolute pitch. It is the epitome of you before me, though sightless- We see. It is an affinity between them and us- the optimum key. A Love that is a melodic serenade created, written, and composed by the Trinity.


Black Love is an undecipherable otherworldly language one can only possess when they have revered the gift from the burden He carried. This Love is the baseline and quintessence of our Creator, the Master Architect, El Shaddai, the unseen One, and He who decreed all before indeed we were. An eternal Kingly Fire, rapturously consuming all and speaking life into existence with one breath.


Our Measureless and Sovereign Master Hand behind the creation of the heavens and the earth. My beau idéal, exemplar, the core, Agape personified, and the sole Christ in all that was, is, and is still to come.


Black Love IS, Yahweh.


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