She is the soul of souls and in her presence she caries their presence. Her energy reflects the sun and the wind, she can hear the trees and the conversation is intense. The trees are bold and beauty – full of life, healing and demeanor. The thorny trees flaunt their fearlessness the attitude that says “dare come closer, uzolimala”. She sings prayers and her illustrations are messages from meditation. Thobela is a 16 year old that is learning the language of the world. Her journey was active but vague all along. The pain that brought discomfort in between her legs woke her up in the wee hours of the day. The shock made her forget that the blood had soiled her favorite underwear. What used to be her uncle’s birthday is now a reminder of her break to womanhood. This was not a good memory for many years until she learned the language of her body. That time of the month came with minor sickness and also revelations amazingly. Sometimes she would be weighed deep in worry and other times a warm feeling, especially when the pain subsides. One time she visited a friend that was house-sitting and she was introduced to a plant that was dried, burned and inhaled. The messages sent to her began to multiply. She was no longer repeating messages, she was responding to them. She also discovered green leaves that would sooth the pain and she never knew where to find them. She could finally managed the unbearable pain without pills; medicine had claimed back it’s natural existence. From the soil with water to sun-dried and healing was accomplished.
Thobela grew to realised that language is forever evolving, the world is forever revolving and her existence is forever resolving her experience/mystery. The languages kept expanding and more languages were introduced to her. She learned the language of spirits. It was together with the language of of the body. How adrenaline could cause the heart to beat faster and body temperature changes, goosebumps are present even if the body is hot. How hesitation or inability to wake up could be salvation from the unforseen and sometimes it is a sign that something is not right. One day she couldnt stop crying and she also wet the bed only to find out that she was going to be Bohlale’s big sister. She also learned the language of spirit was together with the language the world through nature. Silence was preferred when rain was present, when wind was UMOYA – air… spirit. One day the soil spoke to her as she was sweeping the leaves with a reik, she felt the sensation on her body and she wrote

“THEN EARTH SPOKE TO ME

So the earth element in me
Started to make me listen
It Crowned me
It’s still green and brown
But it’s telling me what it looks like
And what it can do

Like the relationship it has with the son
Gosh who’s son is this
So hot and bright
Oh oh its sunshine
Now earth loves sun’s brightness
Earth becomes the producer of beautiful fruits and flowers
It’s beautiful and very fruitful
But sun can get very scotchy angithi
Then rain is needed for that shade and shield which comes with a breath of fresh air

The type of air that we need to breathe in order to resuscitate another inner us
The one that chooses to sleep than to socialize
The one that will be silent when in public
Do you get it too
Do you get this one

But coming back to the ground
Just to be grounded
By those that have an identity in the universe
Yes it is mother nature
So now she’s got a gender
The androgynous spirit decided and divide in two
Now she is green
And he is brown
And she is God’s vagina
And I love her
I acknowledge
The masculine in her

And the Venus in Mars
He shows me how beautiful they are
And how air is breath itself to everything
I realised this when I saw a painting literally breathing the air that was blowing through the day
It was that cool breeze
That refreshing air
That satisfying inhale
And peaceful exhale
That beautiful Sunday chill
Vibration
It gives you chills right
Now imagine an art piece feeling that
Give thanks to UMOYA

Then there was the water bearer
Let me tell you more about
How her water broke
Wait let me first tell you about how water broke their vagirnity)

The heat has been so ablaze
That the mirage was a fuzzy image of everythingin vision
Water was oozing through skin
And lick within dehydrated tongues
The energy of the water gave in to the fire
Rest in peace just to look up and come down again
At the river where she took her last breath to the heavens
Water gave birth as air
God was flashing creation
The thunder stormed out of the clouds and down to earth
She wept and sang God’s glory

But earth was telling us how he likes to be held
How to be carrassed and the environment that understands the relationship with plants
Like communicating to trees
You literally talk to trees
Yes Moshe did it too
When he approached a burning bush that spoke to him
He was indeed
High on the mountain
Listening to
Iron Lion Zion
An element
An animal
And a Location
Just like it is
With the son the father and the holy spirit
Where spirit is androgynous finally it is gender non conforming
Because it is
Earth itself
Beast self
Bright Morning Bongwedi
It has an identity
As LIGHT itself
When it lights itself
Something different sparks
The one that can shift with the universe
We continue to move in the opposite direction than that of the world’s rotten rot rotation
No
We shall rise even above that
That’s why they call it abNormal
You freek
Oh yeah yeah
How is this Normal

Like how air and rain came… Together and created music
You see
Then music had features
And creatures made in the image of GOD
As human
And human came together with universe
And created gender
And they multiplied
And that’s how they are going to take it back
So if you innerstand me in all of this come forward.
Don’t stagger backwards

Learn to control energy
Like when universe
Would call her child back home
She would have to talk to
Elements and centuries of you
Until you listen
And respond
To your version of calling
And like that
We have achieved a level of what is freedom

Yes yes Psalome knows it as well
She said she is not afraid
Healds her to quiet pools…
And let’s her rest in fields of green grass
Oh such beautiful poetry to the universe
I mean earth and plant had to also keep each other company
Its that science theory
That said said for every action there’s a reaction
And they started creating reactions
Until they were a universal communication
When the universe starts talking
Choose to listen
And watch yourself grow to be part of this universal shift that creates a relationship with the earth
plants
Animals

It may sound crazy or evil
But its beautiful and it is here

Until you are never waiting
You are creating
And just like theres day and night you just continue to serve
I mean aren’t you an indigo child
Or le 2k
Bo oh the Chakra
Over
Head heart and soul

Where they are their identity
With androgy
“
She felt tired and closed her eyes for a few minutes under the sun. She was learning to explain color to the blind. The color of blood was resembled by the sun.