stench was incredible. Bodies piled on top of bodies
on top of bodies. Abubakari closed his mouth, closed
his eyes. He thought to himself, "I will survive."
And one more time he drifted into a trance to communicate
with his ancestors
slave runners who controlled slave ships bringing
Africans from the Oyo states in Yoruba lands presently
Nigeria had little idea who or what they were bringing
amongst their stolen human cargo. The blood had
dried on Abubakari's wrists, made by the chains
used to shackle him. Even in the midst of blood,
urine, death and enslavement, Abubakari didn't worry.
ORISA OGUN had visited Abubakari the night before and told him
his people would have to make a great sacrifice. But not to
worry because his descendants and the descendants of his descendants
would live long and prosper in the west as long as they didn't
forget who they were, where they came from, and what their purpose
is. As long as they didn't forget the ancestors, their ancestral
ways, and to always pay tribute to the ORISA.
SUITE" A tribute to the ORISA
of the survivors of the slave raiders' raggedy ships were the
children of the followers of traditional African religion. Among
the Africans bought during the slave trade were great priests
from the Ashanti, Congo, Dahomean, Yoruba and other traditions,
they brought with them ache' - their power - and knowledge of
Abubakari's descendants have joined with the great mass of humanity
in the struggle for survival in the western hemisphere. Thanks
to ORISA, many of them never forgot who they were and what their
purpose is. Enjoy this tribute to ORISA, the agents of OLODUMARE
- the Supreme Being, GOD the Almighty - as known to Yoruba people
and their decendants all over the world.
above to enter ORISA Suite.