CHAPTER THREE – “FIGHT THE POWER”

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

(Ha! You thought I was going to post P.E., huh?!! 😛 You’ve heard that one already. Well, probably more than this one anyway 😉 )

 So, I’ve been living in this sober living place ever since I attempted…. 😥

And therein, I’ve lived with Miles and Jimi and they really want me to sing, but it has to be under the right & exact circumstances and it has to be JAZZ.

I was in a bed directly across from that bruja sucia that Marlon Wayans got that thing he does with his nipples from too. :/ There is an underworld in the entertainment industry that I am literally RUNNING from.

Sometimes, when I’m fired up, I fight, but when I do, it brings out such ugliness in people that many times I almost wish I hadn’t. But this is the day when the veil of falsehood MUST be removed and the Truth made manifest. I win anyway.

In the past four months, I’ve been in more physical altercations than I’ve been in my whole life.

I never had a fight until my x-husband’s new wife tried to keep me from seeing his daughter (A.J. #2 🙂 ) I was about 28.

The next fight was when my x-roommate’s boyfriend liked me so……. cheah….. That was when I was 36 in 2008.

After that fight, I talked to Akhi (my Brother) and he told me that The Holy Qur-an states that “Fighting is Ordained.” This is Armageddon, so naturally, we will have to fight this Holy War.

Since March, I’ve been in:

– Two (2) fights with my x-roommate, who was a stripper.

– Three (3) fights with another x-roommate, who was this man/woman “tranny” (trans-sexual Ewwwww!!!!!!! :/ )

– Two (2) fights with the manager where I lived, at whom I had to put a knife to his throat to get him off of me. He’s lucky to be alive.

– One (1) fight with my 6′ 200 lb. x-roommate who lied on me left and right.

– And the last one (1) was with a devil. I have never seen more hate in my life. And, I’ve seen hate. He tried to choke me to death. Devils are SO weak. He was using all his strength and couldn’t even hurt me, much less kill me! Pffffff GTFOOP

Before we got started, he mockingly said, “What are you gonna do, CRY?” Obviously, he doesn’t know LATIFAH ALLAH. OR SHOULD I SAY, لطيفة الله FOOL.

“Weak-boned and stale-faced is what Our Beloved Messenger (Peace Be Upon Him) Taught us is what they are. Don’t you fear NONE of them!!!

My Beloved Brothers & Sisters in the America, they were grafted from us! There is no way the copy is as good as the original. Let alone the FOURTH copy! Pfffffff GTFOOP

They are cowards and they are all going to die a coward’s death. ALLAH (GOD) IS NOT GOING TO LET THEM GET AWAY WITH MURDERING THE RIGHTEOUS FOREVER, Believe that! You just try and get out of the way. He is going to wipe them off our Planet. READ THIS (CLICK ON THE PICTURE)

MESSAGE TO THE BLACKMAN

So, that’s nine (9) fights in four months. 2.5 (two and one-half) fights per month if I count the time this Brother tried to rape me by sitting on my bed.

The “Society of the Homeless” has its own set of rules and sitting on someone’s bed is equivalent to raping them. In sha Allah, I’ll write a memoir about it. But I will say this, all of the card-carrying members have been to three places:

* Skid Row
* The Psych Ward
* Jail.

Anyway, I had to push his big fat ass off my bed with my feet. (I’m not sure if the owner of the bed has to be sitting on the bed for it to be considered rape. I’m not a card-carrying member, so IDK.)  Ultimately, had to throw a glass jar at him to get him to leave me alone.

I love throwing glass anyway. Just the anticipation as it soars through the air and then the melody it makes when it breaks is so beautiful. There’s nothing else like it in the world. It’s a good stress-reliever. Lately, I’ve been throwing glass at walls. That’s a completely different sensation altogether. Much more fulfilling. I know, I know, I have issues…….. But you can read WHY! Really.

That fight was the worst, by far, out of them all. Because my chastity was at risk, and Muslim women will fight to the death before we allow someone to defile our Temple. I was shaking afterwards and this was the owner’s driver!

I don’t think he had any idea how strongly I detested his behaviour. He was probably turned on with his sick self. And he was my x-husband’s doppelganger!

You can forget about it, Dookie. Or should I say, Dookie, Sr. :/

*Who knew the ring was internal/under the skin? 😉 ALLAH!

Anyways…….. since then I’ve moved out and I finally have my own room. I’ve discovered that that was the problem from the first. I’m unlike most people already, PLUS, I’m a Muslimah! There is no way Truth can live with falsehood in peace. It’s like Light and Darkness. They cannot co-exist.

It’s Christianity and Islam. Everybody is trying to get along and work together and whatnot, but it’s never going to work. There is only one way of life and that is ISLAM. Everything else has got to go.

You can think harsh of me if you wish. But, I didn’t come up with this. Allah (God) Did. So, you can take it up with Him. It’s His Way or the Highway (Destruction). That’s the ONLY way we’re ever going to have Peace on Earth.

Allah (God) Is Going to rid the Earth of the Peace-Breakers. There is ONE GOD and He Has ONE WAY OF LIFE – ISLAM. Take it or leave it. But if you leave it, you are going to have to leave OUR Planet. Sayonara!

So, no more fights, In sha Allah; no more idiot boxes (I don’t know how anybody can watch that garbage, but all my roommates do is lay in the bed and watch T.V. all day, every day. No wonder we got in fights! All they ever got out of bed for was to eat or do what comes after eating. :/

They hated me. I don’t sleep for one. I listen to the radio and sew or read the Holy Qur-an. I always have something to do. But all they do is watch interracial relationships and homosexuality, that’s all I ever saw on T.V.

 It would have driven me crazy if I wasn’t already crazy. 😛 But whenever I would find a place away from the madness and “isolate” and be at peace, here comes the manager talking about, it’s “against the rules” to be there. I was like Biz, “Don’t give me that. Don’t give me that! Yo! Bust this!

Allah is The BEST PLANNER. The owner knows where I am. He has FIVE (5) houses and I was in four of them. After awhile a person’s true colors start to come out. I was straight-up from jump. I liked him too. He had more common sense than anyone I’ve met since I’ve been homeless.

But he is a card-carrying member of the society and his right-hand man pulled my coat and told me I couldn’t go to the fifth house. Why? IDK. But, I know one thing. If they weren’t so afraid of devils, he would do much better. All of his employees are afraid of devils. He would tell them, in introduction, “She doesn’t like white people.” And they would practically trip over themselves in their haste to get away from me. :/

He also needs to clean up his act. One time, he was about to go to jail. I’m not into drama at all, and try to avoid it at all costs, so I was in my room, enjoying the solitude, while everybody else was outside peeping the action.

But when I found out what was up, I went outside and just my presence caused a change. He had been handcuffed and was sitting in the back of the patrol car when I stepped on the scene. But while everybody else was 200 feet back, I went right up to where the pigs where. I didn’t even say anything. But my presence was felt.

He was like, “You better stand back, Sister. They might start shooting.”  I was like “Pfffffff, Allah (God) Created the Steel that their guns are made out of. He Has Power Over His Creation. I Fear Nothing and Noone But Allah.” 

Next thing you know, they were un-cuffing him and shooting the breeze. So, of course, they let him go, and I went back in the house. When you patrol the pigs, YOU MUST STAY UNTIL THEY LEAVE. Pigs are just brainless tools for the most part. You can control them with the Help of Allah. But if you leave, they will take the person to jail. When they see you’re not leaving until THEY leave, they ALWAYS let the person/people go.

So, if all you’re going to do is go home and watch T.V., :/ Stay and help your Brother or Sister UNTIL THE POLICE LET THEM GO. And they will. I can almost guarantee it. I’ve done it several times and only once did they take the poor Brother to jail. But this was on Skid Row and they have a different set of rules, as I already mentioned.

But anyway, the owner proved that he loves devils or money or both more than he loves Allah and his own Black People. So, he lets them in his houses and ALL they do is cause trouble among the Righteous. I just happen to not be one of the blissfully ignorant, so I saw it at once and when I realized that he could not be reformed, Allah, Master Fard Muhammad, To Whom Praises Are Due Forever, Opened A Door Wide Enough For Me To Escape With NO MONEY!!!!!!!

And, I didn’t abscond. I talked to him about what I had in mind well before I was planning to leave, but he just got defensive and real ugly, so I knew there was no point and I better leave soon.

I’m kind of sad thinking about it. I mean, I was there four months and genuinely loved the Brother, kinda like a father figure. We both love Jazz. But when I started moving out, in retrospect, it’s like we were breaking up. And, I haven’t broken up with anyone since 2006. But, that’s what it felt like. A bad break-up. I feel bad now. But all I can do is plant a seed. Allah (God) Has to make is germinate, if it Pleases Him.

Dear Beloved Sisters, I just wrote a blog on how to escape prostitution and I probably should have included this jewel too. Maybe I’ll post a link or something. But, I wasn’t scheduled to receive my money, for about another week, and I really needed to move right away, so I talked to the owner of the place I planned to move into, rather the manager talked to the owner for me, and asked if I could move in early and could she pro-rate (It’s important to use the right terminology) the room to me until I got my money. And, she agreed. I mean, the room is empty anyway, right?

So, I’ve got my own room. It’s a step in the right direction considering four months ago, I was homeless and suicidal. It’ll do while I wait for my Captain to come “save me.” 😛 LOL

Here you go, Beloved Asiatic So-Called American Negroes!!!!

WITH THE HELP OF OUR SAVIOUR,

MASTER FARD MUHAMMAD,
TO WHOM PRAISES ARE DUE FOREVER,

WE WILL WIN!!!!!!

ALLAH U AKBAR!!!!!!
ALLAH IS THE GREATEST!!!!!!

Okay, now Spike directed, what, imo, is the greatest hip-hop video I’ve ever seen (“Scenario“) but he dropped the ball with this one. Boring.

Then, I was going to post the opening credits from the movie, but…… #nasty

Then, I was going to post the album version, but like Spike’s video, it just wasn’t hittin’.

Then, I heard this one and it had me at “L” 😉

 

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