THE SANA OF MELANESIA - When Giants Walked Among Men
Originally posted by Menom Barok on Facebook
Giants rise, to provide balance when our societies swivel. These are a unique set of a grand, masterpiece design by Melanesia's Collective Consciousness. They are the judges ordained by the bio-cosmic rays of celestral supremacy.
These Giants were not big in physique, but big in heart. They don't carry around big heads, but big intellect; they don't have big eyes, but they have big visions. Societies called them by different names, Chosen Ones, Messiahs, Buddhas: Melanesia calls them SANA; they are the Grand Chiefs & Supreme Councils; they are the frontliners who acted as shields against the monsters we created - our own stupidity, ignorance & greed. These are the SANAs that fought different battles during different time dimensions.
SOMARE is a SANA, & SANAs are immortal through the Melanesian Gene. As long as we hosted the burning flag of Melanesia, the SANAs will always be with us. SANAs transform within the realm of conscience. What is left behind after they are gone is only a physical vessel - a symbiotic seal of their divine contract with our collective conscience.
Let us not mourn in tears, but mourn in sweat, for there is a whole new set of Challenges awaiting us.
Let us not mourn because the absence of SANA is a great loss, but let us mourn for this generation who are yet to understand the relevance of Grand Chiefs - which is a very great loss to our intellect.
If a tear is to fall, then let's not define it as the tear of Sorrow, but a tear of Joy, for the SANA has already found ethernal peace with himself.
A SANA has brought home the taste of political independence, yet we never appreciate it. Let's read it as a story of a battle, and when the next SANA was to rise to claim economical independence, let's rise together as a Unified Nation.
SOMARE is the hausmanbrand, SANA is the Melanesian product, we may cry today but the name lives beyond the grave, for history favours Giants.
The SANAs are not a single entity, but an ideology of progressive change. They are the moving portals of spirits & gods.
Let us not take this event as a loss, let us understand it as a generational gain of collective identity.
As long as the Eastern Sun is Yellow; & Southern Cross is White; as long as Melanin is Black & Papuan Blood is Red; We are SOMARE, for he is us. From the height of Mt William to the depths of Coral Seas, it shall be proclaimed that we are the SANAs who never die.
LONG LIVE MELANESIA
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