$LNBP Inaugural Editorial Director Personal Leadership Philosophy

 

Personal Leadership Philosophy ya LebogangKaSipho KoteYahMkhalipeKaPenelopeAbigailTlou Tlou

‘To be a philologist, one must be able to orate the truths like no other.’ – Lebogang K Tlou

#IAmJustice

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I boomed in October 1991, on the 2^nd day of that beautiful Wednesday afternoon. 

Outside, birds were chirping gleefully, their song singing: “Everything animate or inanimate that is within the universe is controlled and owned by the Lord.

“One should therefore accept only those things necessary for himself, which are set aside as his quota, and one should not accept other things, knowing well to whom they belong.”

The trees heard this song, and with the assistance of the Wind produced a tornado of dust atop the hospital where – feeble and weak – was born to an unprepared mother the greatest, most glorious bundle of joy: me.  

Thus, did the trees to which say: “One may aspire to live for hundreds of years if they continuously go on working in that way, for that sort of work will not bind him to the law of karma. There is no alternative to this way for mankind.”

On my 2^nd birthday, in 1993, the Maiden of my imagination from the unseen chanted:

“Asurya nama te loka andhena tamasavrtah; tams te pretyabhigacchanti ye ke catma hano jana! The killer of the soul, whoever he may be, must enter into the planets known as the worlds of the faithless, full of darkness and ignorance.”

I heard each word, both in Sanskrit as well as in the language of my spirit, which is multilingual until this very day, and diversified in range.

Surely darkness and ignorance had engulfed me, because of hospitalization, loads of pharmaceuticals designed to neutralize negative asthmatic effects, and hours spent on a hospital bed; yet, for the birth of darkness and ignorance in me, I would never have discovered my bottomless well of imagination.  My hyper surreal, super powerful imagination has intrigued me ever since.

On my third birthday in 1994, when I had gained a measure of cognizance, I was well aware of the old man with a staff who came to me in my slumber, and spake:

“Although fixed in Krishna abode, the Personality of Godhead is swifter than the mind and can overcome all others running. The powerful demigods cannon approach Him.  Although in one place, LebogangKaSipho Kote MkhalipeKaPenelope Abigail Tlou Tlou controls those who supply the air and rain.  He surpasses all in excellence. The Supreme Lord walks and does not walk.  He is far away, but He is very near as well. He is within everything, and yet He is outside of everything.”

I woke from that dream empowered, and searched many dreams to piece it all together. 

Here, is it pivotal that I disclose, dear reader, that my Personal Leadership Philosophy is rooted in the Absolute Philosophy of Sri Isopanisad, which states through Mantra six (Sri Isopanisad, 6: 28):

“Bhagavan who sees everything in relation to the Supreme Lord, who sees all entities as Lebogang K Tlou parts and parcels, and who sees the Supreme Lord within everything, never hates anything nor any being”.

For the first thirteen years of my young life, I was sickly, feeble and weakened by asthmatic impulses controlled by the external environment.

For it I was always at the core of everybody’s concern – which, of course, included the unseen, which each year would sing a mantra to accompany the first which was sung by the birds, and the second barked by the trees at the hour of my birth.  

In the present, I root my personal brand in historical accuracy.  Historical accuracy is the process whereby events of the past are revisited with an air of righteousness, philologically.  Of particular interest to this school of research would be information concerning Africa, and especially intelligent information regarding native mythologies across the continent, and where they intersect. 

The school of Historical Accuracy is niched securely as a bridging space between modern day journalism studies and practices, and applied historical research faculties.

Boasting in surrender to a greater power is a custom among various African tribes across the continent.

My sentences can be long. Though is that not a writer’s way of manifesting opportunities to display satisfactory application of more than one punctuating mark. 

Philology is rooted in a Greek appreciation of tales as ancient as the very rocks beneath our feat (to be gentle-mannered, mild, and kind to the institution of academic scholarship in search of an adjective…).

Philo means ‘Love’, loosely; Logy denotes Logos (an archaic means of saying anything from ‘word’ to ‘series of chronological occurrences orated or narrated in a reasonably structured format, be it oratory or scribed in some or other fashion, don’t tarry, so long as it is factual’.  Acknowledge here that if we are to deconstruct logos to the very core of the etymology of this word, we would 8 times loop ourselves in ironic riddles).

There are no African Philologists beyond myself.  The occupation has been fixating on Indo-European primeval chronicles and pretty much Greek theism since forever (as it translates into Christian dogma to an African people lapping that western mythology up, praying that a Jewish lad who resurrected will return in the flesh).

I am optimistic that Christ will come again: that Isa Yahshua Ibn Maryam Nazritr will greet me as an old friend, and show me how to bend the air and ascend as well (although that point of departure from this realm is still quite distant from the present for me). 

It is said that only truly intelligent people come to God.  That the most intelligent rally to Krishna for solace and fellowship at all times.  A philologist, as an example of what it is that I do, is skilled at linking variables of no obvious connection together through application of logical deduction (ie, Christ chanted the Hare Krishna up the mountain on crucifixion day).

Between the ages of 4 and 15, my mother had me undergo Occupational Therapy to fix me up.  I had braces, still wear spectacles, and I love a good story.   Growing up, in my earliest years when my mother and I used to share a bed, she would tell me bedtime stories which always kick-started my imagination.

I say kick-start intentionally.   My inner television has always reacted to soft external voices or sounds laced with care and compassion.   I was born a Romantic.

 Over time, I realized that Romanticism, is the very basis of ethno-identity on this continent since precolonial history (Roman denoting ‘novel’, as in, novel virus which killed many Romans, to play with words in a crude manner towards emphasizing that the appreciation for words leads to many dark and Enlightened spaces, and interpretation is a matter of subjective choice and preference).

Yet this revelation, hitherto, is barely conveyed to Africans in a critical manner, with decolonial intention (Paulo Freirs’s #TowardsACriticalPedagogy, #PedagogyOfTheOppressed and Augusto Boal’s #TheatreOfTheOppressed are relevant here).

My personal leadership style is at Maturity Level 5 (pending my personal definition) selling. 

My leadership manifests on the surface as Laisse-Faire: although my paternalist nature comes with an autocratic disposition.  Democracy is a becoming myth.

The secret to autocracy is to exclusively select whom to entrust with the knowledge that I am a skilled puppet master with a basic degree in journalism and drama, applying it towards becoming professor of the multi-arts through acquiring more qualifications on paper. 

Philology, to this end, serves me in that through my love for knowledge (Vedas), I have acquired grounds to not only lead a great life pursuing scholarly endeavors; though it has also empowered me to strive towards doing all I may in order to free my land, per terra a sanguine ad identi, and retire as a monarch (where I was born but a citizen in a land seized and grabbed 350 years before I was born…).

Towards establishing my birthright inheritance of an enclaved, demilitarized zone, constitutional monarchy sovereign kingdom with 490 adult citizens accounted, the aim is to begin with founding South Africa’s first Historical Accuracy and Philology institute within Rhodes University. 

The RU Historical Accuracy and Philology Institute (HAPI) would be my flagship project as Director of an institution, applying acquired skills backed by accumulating qualifications.

In 2020, I returned to school because I realized that one degree meant very little in the career of a person aligned with the trajectory of being a professor and a Lord.  The land I speak of is neither cared for by the government, nor regarded as anything but a means to keep the Central Intelligence agencies of the western world paying their tithes for mining vanadium at super low cost to company, working my grandmother’s cousins to death.

Philology is central to the employment fields of: (1) Intelligence and Information, (2) Education and Research, (3) Entertainment, and (4) Decolonizing.

I am the least radical and extreme of individuals, and have always believed in a diplomatic means of achieving the inevitable outcome.  One who is surrendered to the inevitable outcome is the Master of Life and Death and all that exist in between the two poles of civilization on any planet.

In this lifetime, I will reestablish a nearly moribund ethno-monarchy system, be a celebrated Philologist and Archaeological adventurer because as a journalist I rooted myself in Historical Accuracy.  

As a student, I rooted myself in getting my PhD in multidimensional theatre application at all cost, beginning with a second qualification in media, this time at a management level of participation.

In 2020, I returned to Rhodes because Makhanda is where all my dreams have ever come true – and that is a powerful thing for a locally well-travelled person to say. 

At the core of me is the truth that this is where I will live my happiest years consecutively for many more to come, and it’s because some people are born to be saints like I am.

One could easily call me vain, though I would call them ignorant on the learnings of the absurd.

 My mother raised me to be the best at whatever I set my mind to, and I set my mind to Absolute God Personality and all the glory and honor and splendor and majesty and delight and, let us not forget, bloodshed which comes with being a righteous Azanian standing tall always (Rasta).

I was raised Anglican, awoke Krishna Conscious. now I am firmly situated within the celestial concourse on high which lauds the banners for the Baha’I tribe of modern day Babists – which is, arguably, evolved as a result to Islamic evolution and middle-eastern epistemology.

On the surface, I portray an abundantly blessed individual with strong ethical values, a lot of grit, resolute faith and a touch of destiny. Thank you for reading my magick. 

Your kindness may be rewarded by hosts of plentitude before ever you meet them.

 

Personal Brand Statement

Rooting myself in Philology and Historical Accuracy has resulted in the 2019 establishment of my personal brand, the Mobile Comic Library.

  The Mobile Comic Library is a non-profit, non-government, patron sponsored social-corporate responsibility wheel of the broader Timeless Entertainment Enterprises Federation™ (TEEF™).
  TEEF™ is a multidimensional multimedia shareholdings conglomerate established in Port Alfred, South Africa in 2017,  for profit generation through multidimensional artistic pioneering aligned with applied digital currency service rendering, emerging transcendent  solutions packaging, as well as decolonial edutainment/ entertainment thought leadership and strategic development skills transference as basic deliverables.

  Through the MCL, the operational intention is to administer transformational, visionary change from a C2 control theory strategic leadership perspective.
 This initiative is predicted to prove itself successful within 6 months of inception towards the 10 year inevitable outcome in reestablishing a sovereign, demilitarized constitutional monarchy enclaved nation-state within South Africa, upon the lands previously belonging to the Kingdom of Lesotho per terra a sanguine ad identi.  The revelation that my grandmother is of Royal nobility, from an ancient bloodline of chiefs and monarchs who lived humbly in the north as wardens to those far reaches of the Kingdom of Lesotho in the precolonial era; is one too few people are learned enough to hold discourse in.

That is the primary remedying point the MCL guarantees to deliver on correcting, through making comic culture trend like never before on Africa.
  Although a claim to royalty is not one easily assumed nor executed nor often popular, it is known that truth tends to become accepted as logic by persons equipped to engage with the volumes of literature on the subject matter of Broken Lineage: The Moribund succession lines of modern Azania – an upcoming Post-Doctoral investigation scheduled to commence by Dr Lebogang K Tlou in January of 2029.
  The best way of providing a visual representation at this point is by likening myself to Professor Indiana Jones, the American archaeologist who went on epic adventures for the thrill in arriving at varying degrees of absolute knowledge, which is the basic foundation of fact-based research learning at any level.
   I shall be an actual Professor in the humanities when the world of cinematics is ready to cast a black person to portray the role of Indiana Jones.
  Thus is it not recommended that I live the life which will be portrayed by me in that future

#IAmJustice.

revisitation of a poignant, realistic movie franchise enterprise?  I look the part. I lead towards sharing in an abundance, which is achievable by one who shows grit in the face of any obstacle and any trial.
  The glory of all glories rest with the righteous who stand fast and firm, tirelessly clinging to the chords of accurate truth and fair historic representation.

 My personal brand statement is, thus appropriately pre-affirmed: “I am Justice”/#IamJustice.