Creation according to the Bantu – The Second People - Part two of a two part miniseries
By Mike Smith
29th of May 2012
In part one we have seen that today if a white person for instance had to call blacks “sub-human apes” or “the spawn of Satan” he would immediately be attacked as a vile racist.
But, as we shall see once again, this is exactly how blacks describe themselves in their legends, folktales and their story of creation as documented in “Indaba my Children; African folktales” by Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa (1964).
Credo Mutwa is today 91 years old; he is a Zulu Sangoma and historian of the Bantu People, a highly respected Sanusi (diviner), and author of many books about the Bantu people and considered the Pope of African religions.
Note that in the story I will use the words “bantu”, “Hottentots” and “Bushmen” as Credo Mutwa used it in his original work. Today the Politically Correct police would see these terms as somewhat derogatory.
Blacks also like to tell whites in South Africa that they should go back to Europe where they came from, that Africa is for Africans and that they are the only indigenous people of the continent…but as we shall see, blacks, according to their own religion and cultural legends are not indigenous to Africa and came from the West on a fish like creature. They first settled around the Kongo River.
In Part one we have seen how the First People (Amarire) were created by the rape of Ma, the mother goddess by the hideous Tree of Life.
Credo Mutwa tells us that the Amarire were red in complexion, all looked alike and were immortal.
They created an almost perfect society (living in a golden city) if only they were ruled properly. But they had an evil power drunk dictator Zaralleli who wanted to kidnap the mother Goddess Ma to save his sterile empire and become a god himself.
But his plan backfired when Ma arrived at the capital city Amak-Harabeti. Ma started radiating a terrible heat that caused earthquakes and volcanoes to erupt. Eventually the city disappeared into the sea.
As Ma was standing there in the middle of the city, watching the destruction around her, the Bjaauni, a slave race of blacks created by Zaralleli, rebelled against their former Amarire masters, slaughtering all, men and women. Their leader was Odu.
As the destruction of the city happened, one beautiful Amarire woman who did not become sterile, Amarava, was asleep in her house.
Her name would later be corrupted by the Bantu as “Mamiravi” or “Mamerafe”, the so-called “Mother of Nations”.
She woke up from the dreadful sounds outside and commanded her short green skirt to dress itself around her waist. Credo says that the green skirt indicated that she was a second-class citizen.
Thus we see that the Amarire had a class system in their society with the Bjaauni as “The lowest of the low”.
When she looked out the door, she was attacked by the Bjaauni who threw chopped off heads at Amarire who tried to escape and upon falling to the ground they would be impaled by spears.
But Amarava was saved by the giantess Ma. By touching each other’s breast and nipples and kissing each other’s abdomens they made a pact and Ma told Amarava that she would be saved to start the Second People, the offspring would become the Bantu.
Her husband would be the hideous half man half beast Odu, the killer of Zaralleli and leader of the Bjaauni. He would be the father of the future Bantu races.
Amarava was horrified.
Credo Mutwa says that when she “stared down at the sub-man a flood of unimaginable contempt, hatred and naked revulsion swept and overwhelmed her completely.”
“Surely the goddess was not giving her, the beautiful Amarava, to this smelly, hideous thing for a mate!” (pg 47).
“Surely she, Amarava, daughter of the First Red People was not being mated to this – this odorous, revolting soulless beast – this beast of burden the emperor created from putrid animal flesh!”
She cried and begged to rather be killed outright, “Rather than be wedded to so contemptuous a thing as Odu the Bjaauni – the Lowest of the Low!”
But the goddess Ma insisted and told her that if she ever ran away from Odu that she would experience immense pain on all those places she was touched by the goddess, until she is reunited with Odu again.
Ma then turned to Odu who cringed in animal fear at her feet. When she extended her hand to him, “He uttered a hoarse scream of undiluted terror and shrank back gibbering like a hypnotized ape which in features he so closely resembled.” (pg49)
Ma told him that Amarava was his wife and that he had to take good care of her and populate the world. “Odu’s animal mind could not grasp all of this, but he humbly indicated agreement, faithful slave that he was.”
He could not understand why he was not punished for all that he did and instead was rewarded with a beautiful Amarire wife.
Ma then made a robot shark that took the two creatures eastward as the city capsized and sank behind them.
After a long journey the mighty, artificial fish nosed up the mouth of a mighty river that future generations would call the Bu-Kongo.
Odu built a hut on poles in the water and hunted, but Amarava could not fathom the thought of giving herself to the monstrous Odu…”Great was her hatred of this subhuman-ape”.
She then planned an escape. She would secretly kill Odu and be “well rid of this clumsy and ugly monster who was completely unaware of the fact that he was a living creature.”
After they had enough to eat, she instructed him to sleep, “which he promptly did, being completely unable to do anything unless instructed.”
When he was asleep she set the hut on fire and ran away, thinking that he must be surely dead. She slept in a Mopani tree and ate figs. Suddenly she started experiencing the pains the mother goddess Ma told her she would get if she ran away from Odu.
She tried to get back to the hut but lost her way. So she was kidnapped by three reptilian creatures that looked like a cross between a frog and a crocodile and taken to a cave where the chief joined them his name was Gorogo.
Credo says in the cast of characters in the beginning of the book that he was the chief of the Frog People and father of all the Pygmies and Bushmen.
Amarava tried to escape but the frog people caught her and took her back where she was forcibly wed. Till today the Xhosa people talk about a “Frogs Bride” meaning a forced marriage. A girl thrashed into a marriage with a man she does not love.
Nevertheless Amarava became the queen of the Frog people laying many eggs which when they hatched gave life to “yellow frog-like people; cunning little rascals these – the Pygmies and the Bushmen.
When her offspring grew up and reached adulthood (after three years) they armed themselves with bows and arrows and killed the Frogmen, the last to fall was Gorogo, their chief.
Amarava was furious, because she grew to like the frogmen. So she cursed her offspring…
“Be gone – hence you vile little bastards…Henceforth you and your miserable descendants shall be nothing but vagabonds and thieves! By thieving and cunning you shall live to the end of time, and never progress or rise above what you are today.” (pg58)
Amarava left the valley of the frogmen all the while still having the pains that Ma said she would get for leaving Odu.
Then one day a gigantic hand gripped her shoulder. She spun around and saw Odu.
Odu explained that one day while he was out on the hunt, he encountered the goddess Ma who told him of Amarava’s shrewd plan to kill him and that he should feign sleep.
As her pains disappeared, she felt a deep gratitude that Odu was still alive. Odu picked her up and carried her to his new kraal. He then went into the river and came back with an ivory paddle with which he gave her a “healthy spanking”.
His spanking was interrupted by Ma who told him that it was enough beating his wife. She told Amarava that she hoped she learned a lesson not to disobey the gods and to Odu she gave the instructions that he “Must never hesitate to use that handy object when she starts with her tricks again.”
The legend says that they lived happily for 100,000 years and had 5,000 sturdy sons and daughters. Soon they were grandparents to twenty million souls.
How did these new people – these so-called Second People look like? Credo Mutwa tells us on pg 61…
They resembled exactly the present-day Bantu, some darker than others some fat some thin…
“Some were idiots – from dimwits they ranged down to utter nitwits; very few were truly wise! In short, my children, they exactly resembled the puzzling muddle of present day humanity!”
But Amarava and Odu were good parents. They taught and meted out justice when disputes arose amongst their diverse progeny.”
Eventually Odu got tired of life, because of his inferiority complex. He knew he was ugly and stupid so he decided to commit suicide, but as an immortal he could only die if he completely destroyed himself. So he went to the snow capped mountain of Killima-Njaro and dived into a red hot crater of lava.
When Amarava sensed the fiery death of her husband she tried to commit suicide by stabbing herself with a copper dagger, but it bent when it hit her breast bone. She then tried to run herself through with a spear, but this was also unsuccessful.
Two of her younger descendants, Zumangwe the hunter and Marimba, the mother of all tribal singers tried to convince her not to commit suicide.
They tried to tie Amarava up, but she snapped the bonds and ran off into the forest.
8,000 people with dogs went looking for her and chased after her. After two months a tracker discovered that a big and monstrous creature was also tracking her down. He left a footprint that looked like the footprint of a giant vulture.
After three days they found her lying on the mudbank of a very fast flowing river. There was no way to get to her.
Then they heard a frightening splash as the monster tried to reach Amarava. They tried to scare the monster away by hurling stones at it. Amarava tried to get away from the scaly monster, but he snatched her.
Then the monster spoke…he said to the people: “Poor ignorant foolish human creatures – how terribly sentimental you are. It is for your own good and safety that I remove this Thing which you know as Amarava. You are blindly loyal to the outward form – to superficial appearance alone; When will your clouded brains appreciate that things are not what they appear to be! That there is more to anything than meets the eye!”
He then explained that Amarava was the reincarnation of the Fire Bride, or Rebel Goddess, who has been evading the Great Spirit uNkulunkulu for many millions of years.
As they looked, Amarava’s skin turned golden and she grew an udder of five breasts – ruby tipped. Her soft eyes turned the greeny hardness of emeralds. Her hands acquired a sixth finger. From all her fingers razor sharp diamond claws grew out. A lion’s tail sprang from her backside. A flaming forked tongue protruded and licked her pig-iron lips.”
The monster then held her up and said,
“Behold the foul creature who not only deceived you, but Ma the First Goddess as well. Look upon the thing you knew as Amarava and for which you were prepared to sacrifice your lives! See the one you adored as Amarava, in whom is now reincarnated Watamaraka, the Spirit of Evil.”
Credo Mutwa describes Watamaraka as follows. “Watamaraka, the goddess of Evil, mother of all demons.”
As the monster disappeared with his captive in a flash of unearthly flame – Marimba saw the sneer of contempt on the once beloved face of Amarava; “I shall return one day and avenge myself on all living things – I shall…”
Zumangwe the Hunter then ordered all the witnesses never to repeat what they have seen. They went back to their village in Tanga-Nyika and told the others that the search for Amarava was unsuccessful. The secret of Amarava went with these men to their graves.
The story ends with Credo Mutwa saying. “Now all of you my children have to some small extent inherited Amarava’s split personality. Within each of you there are two different beings, one good and one evil – in constant conflict.”
As we have seen, the Bantu legend of creation is from start to finish a tale of rape, murder and destruction and as we await the return of Jesus they await the return of the “Mother of all demons”.
As the story details, they suffer from a tremendous inferiority complex, because even to themselves they are ugly and the cleverest are “dimwitted”; unable to think for themselves. They know they are the offspring of “The mother of all demons”. How must they feel by knowing this?
These are their own tales that they created and tell their own children, generation after generation.
Are they racist to say these things about themselves? Or is it racist when whites quote their own words back to them and hold the mirror up to them?
When we know the roots of the black culture and beliefs then it is not so difficult to understand why they have no problem with incest, sodomy, beating their wives or the raping of babies to cure AIDS, etc.
The thing that prevents them from living the way they want to live is the White man’s Roman-Dutch law system.
I fully agree. I do not think that our laws should be thrust on a people who do not understand it or want nothing to do with it. In fact I think it is immoral to do so.
Blacks should be allowed to rule themselves under their own laws, but so should whites. The two cultures are just too vastly different to ever be compatible.