بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

AS-SALAAM-ALAIKUM MY BEAUTIFUL BLACK BEBIES!!!

So, I got kicked out the original PRINCESS PAVILLION and I’ve just been kinda kickin’ it wherever. (As you can see in the picture LOL)

But I have my laptop and Allah ALWAYS leads me to spots that have outlets and I have a hotspot on my iphone, so I have Internet access (Facebook, my blog, YT) and most importantly MUSIC, wherever I am.

It’s just NIGHTTIME that’s tricky.

After spending that night in Lancaster, I think I can take anything, but there’s nothing worse than being cold. Being cold is worse than being hot, IMO. It’s also worse, much worse than being lonely.

Sometimes, I get so lonely, I cry. It’s usually at the end of the month. Like last night. I haven’t figured out why that is yet. I can only assume it’s because a new month is brewing, thus a new beginning.

But, I’ve been wondering/contemplating what I’m going to do.

The Masons have a thing they call “Traveling Man” and for them it’s just symbolic.

But Mason means “Muslim Son”

And for us (some of us) its literal.

I met Our Saviour, Allah – MASTER FARD MUHAMMAD, TO WHOM PRAISES ARE DUE FOREVER – traveling.

I really believe Allah Wants Me To Be A Transient.

Whenever I find a place, it feels good to have a place, but it never lasts.

My peace is disturbed one way or another

And I find myself back on the streets.

And it feels worse than if I had never found a place.

So, I think, I think I’m going to remain homeless BY CHOICE.

At least until my Razzaq decides to collect me.

I hate having to start all over

BEING HOMELESS

Even if I moved in with someone just to get off the street

Or even if I got my own place

I know it won’t last

It’s like if I hook up with somebody

Just for whatever reason

I know it won’t last

And then I’ll be back at one