Gullah Geechee Tours lead tour guide is a vetted historian and a licensed certified tour guide with the City of Charleston. He is the only Gullah/Geechee historian to teach on the Gullah teachings of Christ the Messiah and the secret heritage of His lost mysterious people. In fact, no other historian offers teachings of the origins of the Gullah bloodline.
Godfrey KHill was born in South River, New Jersey (The Garden State, Garden of Eden), where doctors guaranteed he would not survive within hours of his birth. Three months later still only barely breathing, his mother placed him in a sweetgrass basket and sent him down south the river to Charleston, the Holy City; onto the sea shores of an ancient Gullah community called Ashleyville. Only 330 ft. across the river from Ashleyville is the famous National Historic Landmark called Charles Town Landing State Historic Site. This is where the founding fathers on April 10,1670 sailed into Charleston on a ship named the Carolina for the very first time. This was the beginning of the Cradle of civilization to the New World.
Immediately his grandmother Geneva Jenkins Jefferson took him to a Root-Voodoo priest named Doctor Buzzard. The good Doctor baptized Godfrey by Fire and by The Holy Ghost. This was the beginning of Godfrey’s life work. The priest who baptized Godfrey, was a legend of sorts who signified his life path to be patterned after his forefathers Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.
Godfrey was raised by his grandparents Mr. & Mrs.Thomas Jefferson. His grandfather descended from the Thomas Jefferson plantation. He was a master of alchemy and very well known for turning water into fine wine; perhaps even better known for turning water into moonshine. Godfrey was raised in Ashleyville, where he learned the ways of his Gullah people; their ancient stories, and the sacred secrets of his Gullah heritage. A Charleston Gullah is a very very different type of Gullah. The Charleston Gullah slave commanded the highest slave sale prices for many good reasons at the slave auctions. When standing on the auction blocks and tables for slave sale; the Charleston slave was often referred to as “Charleston Gold.” (Joel 3:5-6)(Deut 28:68)
Godfrey is Charleston Gullah-bred and raised in the deep Charleston Rooted Gullah/Geechee Heritage and Spirit. Thus making him extremely rare and authentically different from all the other tour guides. There is no other Charleston Gullah/Geechee licensed certified tour guide in the world. (Deut 7:6)
He was also heavenly influenced by Morris Brown, a free slave also from Charleston. At HILLSBORO, Ohio, August, 1830, Brown organized the denomination’s western churches and a Secret Society. The street that Godfrey grew-up on is named HILLSBORO Drive. He went to Morris Brown Church in downtown Charleston, Morris Brown College of Atlanta GA, and he has also devoted a great amount of study to the “Secrets” that Morris Brown taught amongst his societies.
My name is Kimberly Billups, I was born in Fayetteville, Arkansas in the winter of 1978. I grew up just as most southern country girls did learning how to ride horses and piddle in the gardens. When I was growing up I heard stories about my family tree, how we were immigrants from Europe and we then migrated from Virginia in the 17th century to the deep south and western territories. While in my 20’s I was researching more of my bloodline when I learned my 3rd great grandfather was the largest slave owner was the largest slave owner in Georgia at one time. The plantation in Rome, Georgia survived until the war between the states. I was intrigued by this new found information and began to research deeper. My passion for history grew not only for my family tree but I had to know more about black history. Why had history painted such a horrible reality for this nation of people? Who were they “really”? Why were they depicted as animals? I saw images of these human beings shackled in chains with scars all over their bodies, images and stories of mothers separated from their children, husbands from their wives. Such gruesome acts that were committed against them, disgust rushed through my mind.
When I met and married a truly handsome black man I began to notice things I had never seen before. My eyes were open, which is sad because I only became aware of the injustice and inhumane acts when it became my world. Not long after our marriage we moved to Charleston, South Carolina. I was fascinated with the history of the city and state from hence my family also came from. In the fall of 2015 I decide to become a tour guide for the City of Charleston. I wanted to give tours based on Southern Society and Black History. After receiving the tour guide manual to study for my license I noticed only a few pages out of 500 were geared toward educating on black history and slavery in Charleston. Things were not adding up! I saw that still to this day the injustice stains the city. There is still an unspoken but acknowledge of pigmented privilege to one group. The tour guide test was even worse The City of Charleston didn’t like acknowledging their part of history with slavery or the selling of slaves. When I found out that having to take a test to get a license to speak in Charleston was unconstitutional I wanted to stand up and fight.
By January 2016, I had filed a monumental federal lawsuit against the City of Charleston. People deserve to hear the truth about Charleston. We live in a beautiful city Charleston possesses the quality of the finest Egyptian rugs. No longer can its dirt beat up skirt or veiled under its beauty. As of June 19, 2018 Charlestown wanted to apologize for slavery but even after their discussion of four hours to come up with a decision to apologize is still so disingenuous. The city’s apology has yet to show repents of fruits, it is at best hypocritical and still supported slavery past. The city does this by bolstering monuments of these slave holders and supporters in mid city squares. These men that were such huge supporters and lovers of hate, the monument still stand to this day with no plans of bringing them down to their dusty grave. On this journey I noticed a whole new world. A world where blacks are still not free, their freedom is a myth. Slavery was never done away with it was just reinvented. It’s freedom a cage, the illusion of equality does not exist for them. I invite you to come and learn about this great nation of people, who they really are? Where they truly come from? Why their true identity was hidden from them and the rest of the world? The plot, the conspiracy! The revelation of the unprecedented documented proof.