360 Degrees

Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

As-Salaamu-Alaikum Beloved and Beautiful Asiatic Black Sisters and Brothers!!!

March 2016, this month, makes ten years since I converted to Islam.

It has not been without its lows.

Allah Tests us so that we can see where our strengths and weaknesses lie.

For the first several years, all I focused on was bettering myself and grounding myself in the Knowledge of The Divine Supreme Wisdom Teachings of The Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessing of Allah Forever Be a Upon Him). All I cared about was Truth, Freedom, Justice, Equality, Righteousness and Peace.

Then one day, one of my Facebook friends invited me to join her group. There I was faced with realities and truths that had not entered my mind since I converted – LOVE.

I wondered how, in the midst of all these noble virtues (Truth, Freedom, Justice, etc.), could I have forgotten one as imperative yet as basic and fundamental as Love?

Surely, Love is more important than Peace!

That is where I made my mistake.

If love was greater than peace, Allah Would Have made His way of life – the religion of Love and not of Peace.

I had been at complete Peace since I converted to Islam in 2006, but conforming to the popular opinion of this society that love is greater than peace brought about my downfall.

I began listening to love songs.

Knowing full well that The Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace of Allah be upon him) taught the M.G.T & G.C.C. (Muslim Girls’ Training and General Civilization Class – the name given to the training of Black Muslim Women and Girls in North America) not to.

I had to justify it (which should have been my first sign that I was doing wrong) by convincing myself that it was my soulmate communicating with me.

I went crazy from there.

And by October 21, 2014, I had lost everything.

I didn’t make it to my tenth year in perfection.

I feel horrible. I was the PERFECT MUSLIM. I let everybody down. So many people looked up to me and admired me.

I still know the Truth and am thankful for that but my image has been tarnished and it is going to take refinement that can only come from Our Saviour Allah, Master Fard Muhammad, to Whom Praises are due forever,to return me to my former state or better.

I try not to dwell on it.

Allah Didn’t let me commit suicide when I attempted at my lowest low so I know He’s Not Finished with me yet.

I have supernatural powers that can sometime make life scary but I know that as long as I hold on to the handle that will not break off, I will be alright.

(Holy Quran 2:256)

And The Truth Made Manifest

Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

We are living in the Day when the veil of falsehood MUST be removed and the Truth Made Manifest.

This world is BUILT on falsehood.

But the TRUTH MUST COME TO LIGHT.

There is Truth out there but most times there is falsehood mixed in with the truth and it is up to the Truth-seeker to discern which part is Truth and which part is false.

As Our Beloved Messenger, the Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) taught us, what we need is one hundred per cent Truth. This one hundred per cent Truth can only be found in The Nation of Islam.

As a member, I am being brought face to face with my past. And, as painful as it is, the veil of falsehood is being removed and the Truth is being made manifest.

My Parents

I know no one is perfect yet and we, as Black people in America, are the victims of every robber. We have been robbed of the Knowledge of Self, God and the Devil and have been reared by none other than the devil Caucasian slavemasters and have taken on their wicked ways.

But when we are presented with the Truth, if we reject it in favor of the devils’ wickedness, we will be held accountable for our own wickedness.

Thus is the case with my parents.

To the outsider, it appeared as if my childhood was picture perfect. We were a happy and loving family. But time makes all things manifest.

My father was a child molester and my mother an evil witch.

They both rejected Islam and still reject it to this day in favor of wickedness. All they like to do is party and sport and play with no care about what is in store for their next generations  of kin.

People love them for this carefree attitude without knowing of the falsehood (other side of their personalities).

Because of their rejection of the Truth and refusal to teach it to their children, even today, I cannot forgive them for their wickedness toward me and my children.

As Abraham told his father, “Until you accept Islam – the religion of Allah and our Righteous Forefathers – there can be nothing between us but hatred and enmity.”

To all who know my parents, there is evil in them that you don’t see unless you know them well. I bear witness as a victim of both.

Do not be deceived by their playfulness. As Our Beloved Messenger, the Honourable Elijah Muhammad (Peace Be Upon Him) taught us, “Too much joking is no good.”

My father told the paramedics, once, when I was 5150, that when he is confronted with a serious situation or issue, he laughs. That tells you how much of a lack of understanding he has. Or, more likely, he is trying to divert attention away from his own guilt.

For those of you that want to defend them because they’re your friends or relatives, The Holy Quran teaches us that, even though a person be your next of kin, you are required to stand on the side of Truth and Justice.

And all those who stood/stand idly by or protect my parents while their sins are being committed, you will suffer the consequences of your actions.

The Veil of falsehood MUST be removed and the Truth made manifest.

The Veil of Falsehood Must Be Removed

Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

As-Salaamu-Alaikum Beloved Asiatic Black Brothers and Beloved Asiatic Black Sisters!

I am feeling rather emotional right now and felt like writing. It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. I just haven’t felt the need.

But last week I read a story on Facebook that brought back something from my childhood that I just couldn’t get out of me.

Something I have never told anyone in my life except my sister who was there when it happened.

This story on Facebook involved a little boy who wanted his father to buy him a very inexpensive art notebook. He put it on the conveyer belt and when his father saw it, he got very upset and reprimanded the boy for his art aspirations and told him art was gay.

The little boy was visibly hurt. So, the cashier, who related the story, offered to buy the notebook and encouraged the little boy by telling him he couldn’t wait to buy one of his pieces.

The boy’s countenance brightened and they left the store.

When the cashier got off work, he went outside and saw the notebook on the ground. It was ripped down the middle.

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When I was about thirteen, I was in love with New Edition, just like most Black girls my age at that time. I had every album; every single (12″ and 45); every poster on my wall; every magazine article and every music video and live performance recorded on videotape.

One day when I got home, I took out my albums like I always did, and found that someone had taken a knife and scratched a thick line down the middle of each record.

My big Sister was there and we both deduced that it had to have been my mother. My Sister knew how evil she could be. And secretly called her “the witch.” No one on the outside looking at our family would ever have guessed how mean my mother was to us. I remember a childhood friend expressing his surprise when I told him my parents had split up. He was genuinely astonished. We were the perfect picture of happiness on the outside but behind closed doors it was a much different story.

I know many of my friends, from single parents or otherwise were envious of the happiness they thought we experienced. If only they knew! I am still suffering from the effects of my dysfunctional family.

I went to a seminar a while back on mental disorders and one of the panelist noted that mental illness is always the result of abuse of power. How could I confront my own mother about something like this???

So, I never said anything until now.

I started not to even write this.  But it’s been a week since I saw that article about the little boy and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. That’s usually a sign that I need to write.

So yeah, that’s the type of mother I grew up with.

It’s a good thing Allah Makes children so resilient. But we do grow up.

And we remember.

SPONSOR LETTER

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

السلام عليكم

AS-SALAAM-ALAIKUM
PEACE BE UPON YOU!!!

My name is Sister Love Allah and I am the founder and owner of http://www.HomemakingForTheBlackwoman.com.

I am organizing a series of events that are designed to guide the Blackwomen in the United States of North America into The Knowledge of Self, which includes a Return to Her Proper and Natural Role As Homemakers and Housewives.

The basics of the series of events will be Islam, and such homemaking skills as sewing, cooking, housekeeping, rearing children, how to take care of our husbands and how to act at home and abroad.

The basic home economic subjects have been removed from the United States school system and our young Sisters are graduating from High School never having been taught the fundamental elements that are required of them as Blackwomen.

The HOMEMAKINGFORTHEBLACKWOMAN.COM LIVE!!!!! Will Include a Welcoming Night featuring a film screening of THE NATION OF ISLAM’S 1974 SAVIOUR’S DAY CONVENTION and Q&A session; an “HOW TO EAT TO LIVE” COOKING CLASS; a SEWING DEMONSTRATION; as well as a lecture including the other subject topics.

Each session will be offered free of charge, as This Is The Day In Which The TRUTH MUST BE MADE MANIFEST And The Truth Is FREE To Any And All Who Seek It. Therefore, in order to offset production costs, I am offering BLACK BUSINESS OWNERS – in these cities where Black People make up a significant percentage of the population – sponsorship and advertising opportunities.

  • NEW YORK, NEW YORK / PHILADELPHIA/ DMV
  • CHICAGO, ILLINOIS / DETROIT, MICHIGAN
  • HOUSTON, TEXAS
  • MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE
  • LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA
  • ATLANTA, GEORGIA
  • JACKSON, MISSISSIPPI
  • MIAMI, FLORIDA
  • MONTGOMERY/BIRMINGHAM, ALABAMA
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    Donations are also welcome in the form of homemaking/houseware items such as:

  • SEWING MACHINES & SEWING KITS
  • CROCK POTS
  • PRESSURE CANNERS & MASON JARS
  • CORNINGWARE DUTCH OVENS (ANY SIZE)
  • KITCHEN UTENSILS (COOKING & CUTLERY, LOAF & PIE PANS & MARBLE ROLLING PINS)
  • SMALL KITCHEN APPLIANCES SUCH AS MIXERS & BLENDERS
  • TEACHING AIDS FOR CHILDREN (Textbooks, Workbooks, Instructional/Educational DVDs/CD Roms, Computers/Laptops/Printers, &c.)
  • MONETARY FUNDS are also accepted

Business owners will have the opportunity to advertise on promotional giveaways such as lanyards, gift bags, recipe booklets, brochures, ink pens & list notepads, and other souvenir materials.

Furthermore, Each Business Will Be Prominently Advertised On All Promotional Paraphernalia (fliers, radio spots, social media, Internet sites, billboards & Television Public Service Announcements)

THANK-YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR GENEROSITY AND WHATEVER LEVEL OF SPONSORSHIP YOU CHOOSE.

IN THE MOST HOLY AND RIGHTEOUS NAME OF ALLAH,
MASTER FARD MUHAMMAD,
TO WHOM PRAISES ARE DUE FOREVER,

السلام عليكم
AS-SALAAM-ALAIKUM
Your Sister,

~ SISTER LOVE ALLAH ~