Leader of the MoorishCulturalWorkshop of the MoorishScienceTempleOfAmerica

There is an oversized lot (for three houses) for sale next to David's house at 6724 S Parnell, Chicago, http://www.taxpropertysales.com that might be great for a center of appropriate technology. AndriusKulikauskas

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David:

Friday January 11, 2008 3:14am To whom it may concern: I dedicate this poem to mother Fannie Ellison, a kidnapped victim from May 20, 1997- who died September 14, 2007@ the age of 91earthly years known as the "Free Spirit" and still is. Peace, The widows Son Brother David Ellison-Bey

I’ll Drink My Share Could it be true? What was said by sage’s of old. Could it be right? The deeds of Socrates and Jesus Christ? The corner stone of to-days, darkest nights. If so, why must we always fight? Can there really be vanguards of right? Or is it just and excuse for using might? Is this loving those who do us evil. Is there someone above, Who see to our needs? Or is this just another myth? To cover evil deeds Is their forgiveness for sin? Or just another excuse Who really invented sin? Eve only ate the fruit. Who meters out hell and paridine Is this not a sin? For thou shall not judge. Of this bitter bane, let me take my share. For I have joyful news to bare Of the things of earth and air Of love and the things you will fine there. Truth, they told me you left They brought me bitter news to hear But I believed them not For I caught a glimpse of you in flight. Beauty, they said you were dead And yet you were born a new for me Soul they said you were untrue I knew that asks were not you. So a pond another path I thread And follow where you lead. Though among the dead I know that it’s to life you lead. From them to you I flee "And I’ll Drink My Share." Of the cup you have prepared You dorned in my youth Twice to me you flew Of other times I never knew Unless it was with you My dreams I shared If so, I know you have been true For when women’s love prove untrue I felt something ever so new Now I know it must have been you Mingling in every thing Love, Beauty, Truth, Yet singular A song, a rose, a Work of Art Everything. I know you by the palpitation of my heart You pass, and I smile All the while, not knowing why They ask me, and what can I say That a beautiful spirit has passed my way Who flutters here and there? As only a spirit may I can only be glad. That you passed my way Fill my cup, and " I’ll Drink My Share," Of the cup you have prepared By Bro. David Ellison-Bey

Liberation from the insidiousness of wage slavery and the exploitation of the laborers labor thou the malation of wages thou, various schemes that has made more dehumanized and enknockquluseis to what has and is happening, there is no happening all events are govern by (lay) law (slip of the pen?). let's prove it.

Why should I love Jesus, Mohammad, Buddha and Confucius, and etc. and why, etc? They are known for teaching the law and living the law of man humorously man not an easy thing to do, some take many years to attain thou various way to reach what so close as to be born in you, but covered by the cares of the world.

I honor my mother for she was at times both father and mother. This concentration into one authority.

Building national character, under what identity, nationality, or name? What's in a name? Common cause for the uplifting of fallen humanity. The good Samaritan, can we have common cause if our intent is different?

The wholesale are robbing and flee cling of the labors of the world is obvious as obvious as those doing it and their methods use comes from Thur intent there intent causing what could do good to be used for evil its impossible not to know on what side you belong maybe I am wrong I have been before but right to assume that all intent before manifestation begins in the heart the outcome of its manifestation is in its action and reaction that can't be changed and has everlasting consequences for evil or good are mixed as man is mixed in different proportion of good and evil its how he chooses to use and develop the one or the other. The guides and guru's etc. tell of their struggles with the higher and lower selves. this is my opinion my experiences and my conclusion but not necessarily my conclusion (What? just for opening and closing 11:29am and already I'm wore out PS their process is one of delay messing their intent is dubeous and they need time to change the truth, that's the change

Andrius about David, 2000

We are interested in developing an endeavor to foster Caring about Relationships with Others. I am focusing my efforts in Chicago, Illinois, where I have many old friends. David Ellison-Bey, in particular, is an elderly Moor at whose house I am staying more and more. His house is overflowing with books and papers, in which he is drowning! So I am helping him sort through which ones to keep, which ones to give away. David is also depressed. He says the reason is that three years ago his sister in Georgia kidnapped their mother, against her will, from the nursing home where she was staying in Illinois. Furthermore, David says that his sister was able to get away with this by manipulating the racism institutionalized within the American caste system. I know David as a man of deep faith, clear principles, keen mind. Talking with him, and sorting his books, it is simply a pleasure to consider the variety of experiences in his life, the many things he has taught or studied, both formally and informally - computers (in the 1960s), tax accounting, leadership, mathematics, cooking, sewing, music, spirituality, Moorish culture, yoga, psychology, sociology,... As a young man, I think in the late 1950s, he was put in prison for eighteen months for the possession of 5 dollars worth of marijuana. I think they measured his IQ and were so impressed that they put him to work as an administrative assistant at the prison! In the 1960s and the 1970s he was a great influence on his peers and on the youth, especially through the Moorish Science temple, but also on his block. The FBI hounded the Moorish Science movement for many decades, and ultimately his temple closed. In the 1980s his group of friends got caught up in cocaine, which was considered a benign drug, nonaddictive, at the time. He quit, and cut himself lose from them. David works for the city, I think as a clerk, and is one year away from retirement. He spends most of his time alone, laying in bed, with Christian television on 24 hours a day. He feels like he is out of touch with his neighbors, no longer can influence the youths on his block who scream and shout, play craps and pitch pennies for dollars. But whereever I go with him, we always bump into somebody who knows him from days past. He has outstanding posture, dons a red fez on his head, and contains a demeanor calm, wise and noble, that invites the goodness of people. Once, at the park house, he waited for me while I went to the restroom, and by the time I came back he had been invited to dine at a wedding reception there, and I with him. I met David at a used book store on the North Side. I had organized a good will exercise, but nobody came. I could not do it myself, because you have to go beyond the shadow of your own experience, so I saw David and asked him to help. I was very fortunate. His thoughts are a jumble of old shoe laces, like chromosomes, and every so often one of them slides free, simple and pure and compelling, ready to be replicated. He told me the other day that all of the evil things, like envy, jealousy, pride, are the things that block our hearts. His thoughts like that I value the most, but also absorbing his different culture, the seeds he continuously sows, that things are not right with America. It is certainly not right, that so many "olive-skinned" people that I know on the South Side of Chicago, with great talents and demonstrated virtue and leadership, end up in such ordinary employment, underdeveloped and underemployed, compared to what they would be doing if they were "pale-skinned". I myself don't think they even see this very clearly, it hits too close to home. Coming from an outside culture, it's easier to notice the obvious. I, too, sow seeds - break loose from TV, get out of the house, free up positive space in your home, meet people, start new projects. I am very glad he lets me bother him in this way, and especially, that we can step by step work together to come up with a useful endeavor for himself and those he might support and influence, including me.

David Ellison-Bey is my "poster child" for Caring about relationships with others. Why are people like that isolated and discouraged? I wish there was a support network for David and people like him. We talk about this, and I think our goal is to:

• Bring together people who would like to influence others for the better, and learn how to speak heart-to-heart with each other, so that we gain energy from our mutual support.
• Go out as individuals to influence others for the better, and learn how to speak heart-to-heart even with those who don't want to, at the expense of our own energy.

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• DeepestValue=Compassion
• InvestigatoryQuestion=How to get people to know their real self?
• InvestigatoryQuestion2 = How can I get my family to confront my sister in a fair and constructive way regarding my mother's kidnapping?
• Location=Chicago, Illinois
• Dream=MoorishCulturalWorkshop and start that workshop in Kankakee. Visit the prisons and get the brothers out of the prisons and don't have them go back to the city. Get a trailer vehicle to travel around. Get on the computer and find jobs and homes for them in this new green economy. Keep his home as a headquarters for people who want to visit and have access. Get the yoga school going good. The children are being taken away from their families at too young of an age. Parents don't know how to raise children and give them the love and physical contact they need. We need to make a better environment.

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Sun, 06 Jan 2008 23:16:30 UTC meadowlea: 1-5-08 9:30pm CST

So David has his truck back, his heat back, his sister back,and he is in a little bit of heaven. He didn't say so, but I could tell.

How long his sister stays depends on how his cultural workshop goes. He particularly enjoys having his sister around. It's someone to talk to who also offers help.

David likes people who are feeling people. He doesn't get it when people blow each other up without even knowing who they're blowing up. He sympathizes with them - especially the children in those sorts of environments. He says we've got to build character and hospitality in people. He talks about people walking around with their jaws all tight because of taxes and fees and all the overwhelm of trying to manage all that.

Then there are the politicians.

Too much commercialism; not enough fairness. People need to socialize and be hospitable. People don't know what humble is. We've got a situation all over the world, he says, and he wonders what all this is about. People have other people mad at them who don't even know each other.

We have to step outside of ourselves to get to know each other. We have to take a chance.

David spoke fondly of his reading of Facing Mt. Kenya by Jomo Kenyatta. He reminds us that Kenya was one of the first countries in Africa to get their independence.

David is a speaker and offers historical demonstrations and investigates the question of how we can do better.

He noted the rules on his door. If you follow the rules at his house, things flow along nicely. Simple rules along the lines of:

If you open the door, close it. If you break something, fix it.

He says again, "We've gotta feel one another. Empathy."

He mentioned that he may be getting onto the computer one of these days, but at the same time, he's somewhat suspicious of computers and some of the risks that inherently come with computers and far prefers meeting people face to face.

He appreciated the call saying, "It's a relief for me."

I appreciate David telling me that. It made me feel great. I like the way David drives right into the heart of the matter (of feeling each other) without messing around.

More another day.

meadowlea

When I called David on Friday morning of January 25, 2008, he was doing his level best to make his way through court documents, bills for expired registration of his vehicle, and who knows what else.

David is a man who knows when he's got too much on his hands and its time to welcome help.

His sister, who had been visiting, had to leave recently to go back to work. He enjoyed having a woman around the house while she was there. Except for the minor annoyance around her nudgings to give away things he wasn't ready to part with, he was grateful for all the help she offered him while she was there.

David is hanging in like a true survivor despite a recurring cold. He seemed appreciative of calls received from Sasha from Serbia, Kayiwa Fred from Uganda and myself.

David enjoys the companionship of 9 cats, 3 of which are pregnant and 2 dogs; one pit bull and the other 17 years old.

He is aware that one is guilty by default (should he not show up in court) in situations such as the expired license sticker on his car that would cost him $50 for not knowing where the current one had been rerouted to at the time and for not having the energy or resource to track it down.

Then he thinks of the ticket he got for purchasing the mirrored window accessory on his new car instead of the city going after the vendor who actually knew about that law.

When the city mismanages things like rerouting his license to a place out of reach and out of his knowledge and expects him to produce it timely, and fines the people who are least likely to know they are breaking laws instead of the vendors who know about them, all on top of all the other pressures on those struggling to keep up with basic survival needs, he begins wondering about hidden motives.

"Al Capone is still alive," he quips, adding a touch of humor to his predicament.

Amidst this overwhelm, he takes time to muse on behalf of all those who are similarly affected. He wonders "How do you stand up to them?" "There's just too much pressure on people," he concludes with heartful accuracy.

I felt a great deal of compassion for David's overwhelm as I spoke with him and particularly enjoyed that in spite of what he was up against, he found the where-with-all to gather within himself the presence of mind to remember all that is going well for him like warm memories his sister left him with, his enjoyment of his pets and those who are keeping in touch with him from around the world.

David's heart's desire is to find a way to address the overwhelming survival factors in his life to move his full attention back to caring about people again.

Mon, 28 Jan 2008 05:09:38 UTC AndriusKulikauskas: Thank you Meadowlea I feel that I am there with him! Andrius

Mon, 28 Jan 2008 09:43:30 UTC FredKayiwa: Thank you Meadowlea for the up dates about our good Friend in distance

Tue, 29 Jan 2008 12:52:16 UTC SashaMrkailo: Thanks a lot Meadowlea! I hope David will sort out those problems. He is a great person to talk to! I had called him but I am afraid that I cant understand his accent too well. If you call, please tell him that I would like to talk with him more through emails or the chat. Computer communication can be problematic sometimes, but there is no other possible way I and him could ever meet and talk. Thank you again, you are helping very much!

Fri, 08 Feb 2008 22:16:43 UTC FredKayiwa: I guess we meet one time

Mon, 09 Mar 09 07:23:13 +0000 Brother L. Williams Bey: Very compelling. If everyone were as poised in dealing with life as David did then the Great God Allah Would be pleased.

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