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Power: The Mythology, History and Predictions

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Its all coming full circle now, I see where its all leading to. These characters are becoming new people, who their going to be when the show ends. The break up and fall of the Patrick dynasty. I envision Tariq will inherit Ghost’s drug business, and possibly become the man who his father wanted to be…legit, or Tariq will be the biggest goddamn drug dealer in NYC.

Similar to how the series Vikings introduced the next generation, Power may do the same. Look to the past; Ghost’s dad was a drunk who briefly owned a club, and lost it. Ghost reached heights his father didn’t, but struggles to escape the drug life. It might be this tragedy will end at the third generation with Tariq achieving what grandfather and father desired: legit businessman with an empire of legit businesses.

If Tasha goes to jail next season its like the season 4 plot all over again, repetitive. But history repeats itself, and the writers of the show embrace that philosophy. The actions, executions, and consequences of Tasha’s storyline in season five will be a different than what Ghost experienced in prison. The writers are brilliant. Either Tasha gets off or pulls a Cookie doing twenty years. Ghost becomes a single father with a redemption story between him and Tariq next season. With Tasha in jail Ghost is going to have to really step it up. Honestly, this fool might ended up hiring some Latina nanny and banging her, after all that is his type. He was with Angela and eyed Queen Jimenez with lust.

As a father, this fool can’t be running the streets, especially after everything your only son has been through. I mean is Angie gonna adopt Yasmin, anything is possible. Everything is up in the air.

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We saw how great Kanan and Ghost work together, and that sequence will definitely be explored further next year with the inclusion of Tommy. Meaning we’re being treated to a family reunion. I do wonder will there be conflicts in the family because Kanan did almost destroy Ghost’s distribution network in the first season. Kanan did set up Ghost to kill Rolla, but hey even Rolla said “It was Kanan right, you and that nigga still cool after all these years.”

Ghost replied “he’s my friend.”

Rolla shot back with “I’m your friend.”

We know Kanan killed his own son, and we know that Ghost’s knows Kanan’s son was sleeping with Tasha. And Ghost don’t give a fuck about no one but himself, so it we ain’t got no reason worry. All the arguments between Ghost and Tommy, and they still tighter than a pair of balls. Now we got Kanan in the mix. These guys are more than friends, they are brothers.

The influence Kanan has over Tariq can definitely come in handy next season with Tasha gone. Kanan is in the position be a kingpin too. They destroy Dre, K and Tommy Toms will be the new connect. This where the dynasty theory comes in. Ghost finally gets out the game, hell he could move back to Queens and run against Tate in a political election in season six. Ghost running politics, K and Tom selling dope all over the city, and Tariq ruling as the prince. Its a dynasty and Tariq inherits both worlds. Now I see that though show is not about two brothers, but three. It is about brotherhood. Tariq is a brother and failed to protect Raina.

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I love how Dre is gonna be the villain next season. I am a little confused though if Three Brothers are planning to wipe out the Jimenez too? They might go after Crystobal first. Killing him further complicates Dre’s conquest. Crystobal and his Tainos have been Dre’s key ally this season. Through them Dre contracted the Torros Locos to kill Julio, and in the finale Ghost killed the leader of the Torros who confessed to killing Julio and Dre’s involvement putting Tommy on alert. Now he’s out for blood. Dre has really thrown himself into the fire: betraying Tommy, trying to kill Kanan, and now Tariq sold him out to Ghost. Tariq told Ghost it was Dre who told him where Ray-Ray was hiding, before that Ghost didn’t have a problem with Dre at all. I’m assuming Dre’s association with the man who killed his daughter makes him guilty and that’s why Ghost is teaming up with his brothers.

Truth is though the backstory to Raina’s death goes back 10 years when Ghost sent Kanan to jail. Kanan gets out goes after Ghost, recruits the man’s own son, and in the process Tariq is introduced to Jukebox and Ray-Ray. Had Ghost never betrayed Kanan Raina would still be alive. True story.

Back to Dre, I wonder where this plot will take us. Does Dre die, go to jail, or make it out alive and at the top. But how do they keep the Brothers on the show with Dre running shit at the top? Is a truce made which divides the kingdom into two? I can see it happening. My reasons for this theory has to do with Dre’s development as a character. He has come a long way; from Kanan’s bitch to Ghost’s general manager, to distro, and finally to position of connect. And I feel like there is still more pages to fill in the Book of Dre. Power has three seasons left, I said in an earlier essay that the ending of season four sets up the third and final act for the series, so that means with Dre becoming a big villain next year he has a huge part to play in the wars to come. Furthermore, the actor is signed to G-unit Records and is close to 50 Cent. This is 50’s show as much as its principal showrunner, Courtney Kemp.

Dre reminds me of Vincent Mancini/Corleone from the Godfather Part III. He’s cold, ruthless, deceitful, and ambitious. But Vincent’s character was never explored beyond Part III as Mario Puzo intended with a fourth and final film. Not saying the same will happen with Dre, but this guy has been in the mix since season two. I feel like there is an importance to him.

Funny thing about Dre is his persuasion in getting others to do his dirty work for him. However, the boy is deadly with a blade. He killed pink sneakers and Father Callahan with a knife.

This essay was the discussion of the mythology and history gathered in my own observation of the series throughout its run complete with predictions and other theories. Unfortunately, I have concluded more questions than answers. In the near future it is possible I will follow up this essay because I do wanna explore it further. Call it a foundation. Power airs Sundays at 9pm on Starz, catch up with the series via the Starz app or on Hulu.

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Beneath the Black Eagle was a Black Saint

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These fools in Charlottesville are psychotic! History has resurfaced and again no one wants to make the connection. White Supremacists are attempting to stage a Reconquista. At demonstrations in Charlottesville their waiving white shields with painted crosses identical to the ones carried by the Crusader knights during the Crusades, and the presence of banners with the black eagle of the Holy Roman Empire. The Nazis were obsessed with the Romanticism of medieval Germany. This idea to rediscover long-lost racial purity is a false hope. First, it’s not realistic. There was never a pure-white Europe, this is all fantasy. There were lots of minorities in medieval Europe, primarily Jews and Muslims.

Secondly, don’t these idiots know how downhill it went for the Christians. Short-term the Crusades were a slight success, but on the long-term a complete failure. If you are going to align your cause with any historical event then appeal to events where outstanding achievements were made and had legendary effects.

The beliefs and actions of white supremacists create distortion in history. My duty as a historian is to get the truth out, so I did some research and discovered the Egyptian saint who inspired the Holy Romans…yes white supremacists are in fact flying banners tied to a Christian man of color. The man I’m referring to is Saint Maurice. The story goes Maurice was born an Egyptian, which wouldn’t make him black. Instead his skin would be tan. It doesn’t make a difference he is still of color, which white supremacists find grotesque. Maurice was the leader of the legendary Theban Legion, one of the Roman Empire’s best fighting forces.

Maurice lived during the 3rd Century AD, early Christianity during its outlawed days. The Theban Legion are described as saints and martyrs by historians. Every one of its six-thousand troops were Christians. The legion’s name, Theban refers to the troops native homeland, Thebes, the capital of Ancient Egypt. During the time of the Romans, this imperial province was fiercely Christian. Diocletian and his co-ruler Maximian considered themselves sons of the gods

If you travel from Geneva to Rome you’ll come across a Swiss town named in honor of Saint Maurice. The Romans called it Aguanum. This is the location where Maurice and his entire legion were massacred on the orders of Empire Maximian. Maurice and Theban legion were called from Thebes to crush an uprising of the Bagaudae. When it was over the legion was ordered to take part in a pagan ritual requiring the sacrifice of Christians. Maurice and his troops refused the call to murder their Christian brothers and sisters.

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A Requiem For King Richard III

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In only a few weeks’ time we will reach the untimely demise of one of history’s greatest kings, Richard III of England. Slain in the “act of fight not flight” on Bosworth Field. England’s last Yorkist king, none since him have died in battle. He was killed whilst charging for his opponent Henry Tudor. Those three reasons are why I find Richard…King Richard III to be England’s most valiant king. He fought with his troops, stood strong until the end, and refused to yield, even though it cost him his life. The man was the last of his line, the last direct descendant of Henry Plantagenet, he was a widower and childless. Bloodlines and family casualties certainly took their toll on our poor king, but did not slow his soul. He remained focused, strong, and diligent in his duty as king. An honorable man in a field of treachery surrounded by many foes and few friends. Historians disgusted by Richard III will have you believe he murdered his nephews, but I call bullshit. As I said he was surrounded by treachery, and this king was known to be honorable and just. So, I ask you what Just man murders children in their beds? I’ll wait.

Richard was hated for how he wanted to teach the common people literacy.

Hated for his honesty.

Hated for being incorruptible.

Hate and treachery brought him down from grace.

He wasn’t perfect, but he was a fine administrator. I understand the misgivings people have regarding the usurpation of his nephews, but I think Richard had no choice but to seize the crown. The Woodevilles had deep influence over young Edward V, and when the family failed to notify Richard of his brother’s death then stole the treasury and fleet, and tried to thwart the wishes of the late Edward IV. The Woodevilles were guilty of treason and dishonor. This preemptive strike forced Richard to defend. The scars of the Wars of the Roses haunted all factions even Richard, which is why I believe he put his nephews Edward V and Richard of York in the Tower of London. It really was for their protection. Richard didn’t want the boys to slip into their mother’s hands, for if they did Elizabeth could raise support from noble lords in England, muster troops, and overthrow Richard. And Richard was no fool, he wasn’t going to lose his head. This was pure survival. To be honest I don’t think Richard wanted to be king, certainly not in that way. I confess my belief in the truth that he was pushed to put on the crown not of his own volition, but by the persuasion of those around him.

This is only a brief analysis of our true King my aim in the coming weeks is to present my readers with an in-depth discussion and analysis chronicling Richard’s life, duties, epic deeds, and failures, and how he could have won the Wars of the Roses. I plan to deliver this presentation not as a single writing but as a series set to begin on the day of his death August 22, 1485.

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History’s Unknown, Part V: Ancient Colors

Raven has been missing!! Sorry guys been busy enjoying my post-Associate’s Degree life. For the past few weeks I been strategizing how best to build up my platform, and the answer that always arrives to me is…WRITE. Just write anything, and post it. So that is my plan, and I begin by continuing my History’s Unknown series.

Yesterday I was speaking with my American history professor (I have now begun my journey for a Bachelor’s degree) about Hernan Cortez’s arrival and eventual conquest of the Aztec Empire, he brought to my attention an Unknown History, the Cochineal Red. It is not mentioned in many history books, and you guys know how much I venerate about the unknown history topics. Usually the discovery of new knowledge leads me. So here we go, with the history of Colors lol 

Beginning with Cochineal insect found near the Colorado River resting on cactus pads. This beetle produces a rare form of red known to us. For thousands of year the old cultures of the New World harvested the Cochineal red. The Aztec warriors painted it on their, their kings accepted large bags of the red dye as tribute from lesser kings. When Cortes visited Tenochtitlan (Mexico) he observed the rich quality of the Cochineal red dye, which was brighter than the European red. 

The red dye used by Europeans prior to their arrival to the New World was dull and faded. Cortes brought the red dye to Spain, and soon the product was in high demand beating. It was worth more than gold and silver. Cochineal red was expensive, and like ancient silk it was reserved for the elite classes. Money and power. The red robes worn by Catholic cardinals and red coats worn by British troops in the American Revolution were made from Cochineal. It also became a common food dye for cakes, pies, ice cream, and cosmetic materials. 

Another rare and rich colorful dye was Tyrian Purple, not to be confused with Tyrion Lannister from Game of Thrones. Produced by the Phoenicians who extracted the dye from the mucus of Murexes, a type of snail found in Tyre. Commonly associated with royalty purple became standard fashion for Rome’s great families and its emperors, and adopted by its successor state the Byzantine Empire. 

Tales from Phoenician mythology state the God Melqart discovered the value of this substance when his dog Tyros returned home with a purple stained tongue from biting Murexes. 

Blonde, still on the topic of colors but on this one I’m including a little information about hair too. Two Norse goddesses, Sif and Freyja were blonde. Freyja is associated with love, beauty, and fertility hence the common association of blonde and beauty. Other European myths speak of fairies with blonde hair. Fairies would steal any human blonde babies from their cribs and switched them with changelings. 

Natural blonde hair is caused by eumelanin, a pigment deficiency. Low levels of sunlight in parts of the world account for the creation of blonde hair. We know loss of sunlight results in loss of Vitamin D, which can not only turn the skin lighter but hair too. Northern Europe is one example of this, where blonde hair is common. 80% of the Scandinavian population is blonde haired. 

Pink, this is my baby sister’s favorite color! So Keely this is for you. We you here pink you think sweetness and romance. Innocence and tenderness. But eroticism and seduction make up the common inception of this color. The term, pink was not used until the 17th century. Pink was not as fashionable as purple was in the Middle Ages. But there was a rise of this color in 13th and 14th century art. And pink was not always a girly color, it was originally referred to boys and blue went to girls. Considered as a masculine color. They say it was stronger, and passionate, and given that pink is a very light red it was a perfect fit for boys.

Black, this my other sister’s favorite color. So this one for Julia. And as a professor of mines said once “girls who wear black are cooler” a true statement. But both my sister’s cool as ice though. The darkest color, its use goes back to the Neolithic cave paintings. Perhaps the oldest color in human history. By the late Middle Ages royals, nobles, clergy, and other officials adopted the use of black in their wardrobes. Two famous historical figures to do this was Edward the Black Prince and my ancestor, Cesare Borgia, but some historians argue it was due to syphilis. Benedictine monks wore black as a meaning of humility and penitence. The reason for black ink was due to the fact it provided the greatest contrast with white paper, hence the reason why black is so formidable to our literature. 

The reason aristocrats and lawmakers adopted black in the 14th century was to show how serious they took their jobs. Furthermore, a series of laws were passed around Europe reserving only the nobility the right to wear exotic colors. The merchant bankers of Italy retaliated by changing to black robes. It was then picked up by the nobility beginning with the Dukes of Milan and Savoy. Seen as a color of power, dignity, humility, and temperance. 

May the Fourth Be with You

What can I say about Star Wars, well a lot, the question is where do I begin. I think its only right to memorialize Carrie Fisher.

The character of Princess Leia is one of the most iconic heroine in both American Cinema and Science Fiction. Her strength and resilience completely outweighed that of Princess Arwen from Lord of the Rings and other damsels in distress. This character was fearless, and created in a time when female characters had been revolutionized. Carrie Fisher was the greatest, and we will forever miss her.

Moving beyond our favorite princess, allow me to very briefly dwell on the failed prequel trilogy. I hated Phantom Menace, and while many hated the politics that went into the prequel storyline I kinda liked it, however, I do agree it could have been more intriguing. As for the actors, you can criticize Hayden Christianson all you want, but remember he was a victim of a failed movie plot, not once but twice, as I got older I released that that script was poorly mishandled. And I don’t mean to shed any hate toward George Lucas as I strongly believed he did everything in his power to deliver a classic movie. Remember all writers suffer a bad project. It happens. 

This years Star Wars Celebration allowed a redemption for not only Hayden but the actor who portrayed Senator and later Emperor Palpatine. Both actors more than deserved to be invited to the Star Wars jubilee.

But to my excitement the real treat came in the form of Battlefront II, the trailer was amazing, and finally we get a storyline. I am not a game master but I do enjoy the campaigns modes of Call of Duty and various other cinematic games. The trailer was epic, the graphics get better with every edition, and again that storyline seems perfect. Now for those who have read the Aftermath series I wonder if the girl portrayed in the story mode is Are Sloane, I hope to see. Much of what I am writing on this blog is off my head lol

This conclude with some theories; no way in hell is Snoke Plaguesis, no way is Rey a Skywalker. I just don’t see it, and its not organic to think or consider the two such familiar characters.
That is all I have, let me get back to this drink, always yours truly, Timothy

May the Fourth be with You

History’s Forgotten Battle: A Preview of the Aftermath to Come

Good morning fans, friends, and loyal Ravenmen, today I, Ravengaddafi release to you an excerpt from my new eBook titled Aftermath to be released August 22nd, 2017 in celebration of the 632nd anniversary of King Richard III’s murder on Bosworth Field.

(The title and written material were copyrighted on April 7th, 2017)

I do not own any images associated in this excerpt.

Here we go…

“April 30, 

We learned the usurper had docked at Port’s Wind with an army of mercenaries in his employ. The King had originally anticipated Richmond Jasper to be a novice with no support in our realm, but unfortunately his arrival drew inspiration from opportunists and lords we thought to be honorable men. However, those traitors were few in number.

The king dispatched envoys throughout the realm carrying orders for every lord, baron, and knight to assemble his men-at-arms. Several of the King’s closest councilors and powerful supporters answered his call for aid faithfully.

May 1st
I was selected to accompany the army as chief chronicler; witness, observe, and record the events of the impending battle. The King was confident in his ability to win, as were his men.

It was decided we would camp at Tannen Field, after scouts reported seeeing Jasper’s army received a warm welcome from the villagers in the county of Hummit. Soon as we settled in word had arrived that Jasper too had taken up a position across the small wooded area, which divided Tannen field. Our King’s ambassadors and Jasper’s met, discussed, and decided the battle would commence the following morning.
On the twenty-third hour of that day, as the camp was sleeping, I sat awake by the fire…I noticed a woman rush out the King’s tent, a whore no doubt. The king kept many mistresses, but I didn’t recognize this woman. Perhaps she was new. In any case as she exited the pavilion, she grabbed one of the guards, pulling him into the pavilion. The second guard stayed his post.

The first guard emerged from the pavilion a few moments later. He whispered something to his fellow guardsman and off he rushed. The girl was about to exit, but the first guard pushed her back in. I heard a squeal, got up from the log I sat upon, and slowly crept forward closer to see what was transpiring. I looked left to see the King’s brother and Lord Hamilton arrive on the scene with some few retainers. I stopped and hid.

I must have hid for over an hour. No one else came in or out of the tent, but the King’s brother and Lord Hamilton. I witnessed the guards carrying the girl off into the unknown. She was gagged and bound, and when the king’s guards returned Hamilton’s retainers slit their throats and took charge over the pavilion, and the King’s brother departed in the direction of his tent. Within the hour I saw him leaving camp altogether with all his retinue and knights, some 6,000 footsoldiers.

May 2nd

The sun was rising, the battle was about to begin. Two armies stretched out in the field, across from one another. No one except myself and Hamilton knew of last night’s events, and the latter’s knowledge of my witness evaded him. There was no sign of the King’s brother…But there sat the king on a white horse at the head of his 8,000-strong army, covered in crown regalia and gold plated armor. Oddly, though his head was covered. His helm shut closed. He said nothing, no speech, no words of motivation to his troops. Only his hand raised up for a brief second, then dropped down in a great strike like lightening to a tree. 

That was the signal, our cavalry raced across the field. We saw the enemy’s response, Jasper called for a shield wall and sent them into position, they slowly crept forward in a defensive stance. I could see the look of confusion on Hamilton’s eyes, I felt the same. “Who sends a shield wall against armored cavalry” I thought this would-be usurper to be a fool. But the joke was on us because as soon as our troops came into contact with the shield wall did a wall of wooden spikes spring from the ground like darts. Big huge darts.

The front line of the cavalry was hit, repelled, broken, and left confused. The horses in the second and third lines crashed into the front, breaking formation. The fourth line panicked due to the fear of the horses who were hysterical. Riders fell to the field as did many of their mounts too. Some riders were even crushed or trampled. Riders from the front line were thrown over and into Jasper’s shield wall, due to the horses falling either face flat from the projectiles or slamming head into shield. The thrown riders were surely hacked to pieces by Jasper’s pikemen.

Many events pertaining to the fighting transpired that day, but eventually we lost the battle, I was captured and imprisoned along with several highborn lords and knights, and it was revealed the man dressed in our King’s armor was not the king. His body had been discovered, after the battle, in the pavilion prepped and ready for burial. At the time no knew how he died. Hamilton was slain in battle, leaving the King’s only brother as witness to the events in the pavilion that night…”

History’s Unknown, Part IV: Pot-Smoking Assassins

There is a story about an Old Man in the mountain who trained other men to kill false worshippers. He founded an Islamic sect headquartered at Alamut castle. The Old Man’s name was Hasan, and he was so shrewd that he was able to steal possession of the castle from its original owner all without a single drop of blood. 

This sect of Islamic fundamentalists supplied themselves with a very potent type of marijuana known as Hashish. This group of Muslims known to history as the Hashshashin Assassins, was an elite secret society of highly trained warriors who occupied the castle of Alamut. This palace was buried deep in what is now the Qazvin Province of Iran.

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The Assassins (unrelated to the classic videogame) were a terrifying, clever, and zealous group of Islamic warriors. Operating in absolute stealth, none of their victims ever saw them coming. The Assassins themselves feared nothing, not even death, in fact they embraced it.

Like a pack of wolves preying in the woods, fear of the Assassins could be felt by all souls in the Islamic world from sultans and princes, to Christian kings and their knights, and the Pope and his Crusaders. The Christians received the stealth brutality of the Assassins, but the organization itself did not discourage from Killing Muslims either.

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Their victims numbered in the thousands, all while they smoked hash on a daily basis receiving hallucinations. Pictured at the top left is their first victim, Nizam al-Mulk. On the right is King Conrad of Jerusalem, whose belly was sliced open by the Assassins as he strolled down the city streets of his kingdom despite having an armed escort of guards. Yeah that’s exactly how good they were. 

Pictured at the bottom right is the first European to feel the poison daggers of the Assassins, Raymond II of Tripoli (Syria). Last, on the bottom left is the attempted assassination of King Edward I of England.

Back at Alamut castle, its grandmaster Hasan, his soldiers, and servants were getting their smoke on, delving deep into the aurora of hallucinations. Hasan would use hash to recruit young boys off the streets. Furthermore, the effects of the drug gave Hasan the power he needed to hypnotize and brainwash these young cadets, binding them to his will and bidding. The term Assassin originated from the term Hashshashin. 

Marco Polo had this to say about the young killers of Hashshashin “when these young men woke, and found themselves in the garden with all these marvelous things, they truly believed themselves to be in paradise. And these damsels were always with them in songs and great entertainments.” 

The garden Marco speaks of possesses rivers filled with honey and wine. Exotic plants like palm trees, and much more. The recruits first consumption of hash caused them to fall in a deep sleep for three days, and once under the Old Man’s spell after entering this “garden” they were promised a place in heaven.