The Eternal Glass Ceiling :: The Neo-Reconquista

K'amari & The Pygmies

[ The Outlands :: Senegal, Africa :: Ruins of Port De Dakar ]

"K'amari! I'm tired of walking. We've followed these pygmies from the Niger river to nowhere, I don't even think they know where they're going!" Irie said as she fell to the floor exhausted from their long travels. K'amari turned towards her and crouched down, "Irie, don't talk about the pygmies like that. Uba said they are little, but they have existed longer than anyone. They know more about the earth than both of us." Irie rolled her eyes then threw the dust. "But do they know how to get us from Africa to The Americas? Doesn't appear so!" Irie sighed. K'amari extended her arms to her friend, "Just hang in there a little longer sister, we'll get there soon. The Mino [Our Mothers] would be proud of your valiance. I too am grateful to have you accompany me on this journey." Irie held on to K'amari's hand as she pulled her up. They continued to follow behind the band of pygmies on their journey to The Americas. But one can only wonder how did they become apart of the pygmies' travel party.

The Dogon tribe ventured northeast to a land where they would find refuge among the Oromo peoples, but K'amari and Irie chose to go in the opposite direction attempting to reach Terra Domus in search of 'The Chosen One' and "The Professor". Irie was a good friend of K'amari ever since they were little girls. She refused to let her best friend travel alone. However, K'amari wouldn't have been alone regardless because shortly after meeting the Sahelian peoples. They came in contact with a group of pygmies that were also traveling to The Americas. Ota; the leader of the group, invited the girls to be apart of their party since they were all headed in the same direction. However, the pygmies admitted that they would only get them as far as The Americas. They would have to find their own way into the dome for themselves because the pygmies had stated that they were not headed into what they considered to be, "The Prison City". They mentioned that they were headed across the ocean to trade with some friends. The girls were amazed that the pygmies knew people in The Americas, which made joining their travel party even more beneficial.

Night fell as the travel party arrived at the ruins of Port De Dakar located in Senegal, on the western coast of Africa. This port was once a business oriented container terminal responsible for many trades between Africa and the rest of the world. Now it was just a deserted port partially sunken and filled with empty containers. The group decided to rest on the coast until sunrise. Their only task now was to sail across the Atlantic Ocean. Some camped out inside the empty containers while others slept up high on the rusted cranes as look out. Overlooking them stood a mammoth copper monument of a woman, a man and a child.

"Pssst, K'amari are you up?" Irie whispered.

"Yeah, I am now I guess. What's the matter, Irie?" K'amari responded opening one eye.

"That statue is pretty awesome, isn't it?" Irie smiled.

"Huh? Oh yeah, the African Renaissance monument. It still stands after all of the climate change. Surrounding it was a cosmopolitan called Senegal. It's all gone now."

"Oh, how sad. Does the statue have a meaning?"

"Uba explained how controversial that statue was during the time of it's inception. For social, political and economic reasons some favored it, others did not. Nevertheless, what it represents is evident, candid and relevant to our time. It conveys a family ascending towards the sky, the man carrying his child on his biceps and holding his wife by the waist. It represents the motherland of all creation, Africa, emerging from the bowels of the earth, leaving obscurantism behind as we journey towards the light of a new age. The statue does not only represent one specific African family or people, but it represents all of mankind. It's a testament of new hope, transfiguration, and evolution for all of us. Change is coming, Irie."