Are you a Negro?

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم




Reprinted from the FEBRUARY 21, 1969 edition of MUHAMMAD SPEAKS NEWSPAPER

WE ARE NOT NEGROES, That is, those of us who have awakened into the knowledge of self.

WE ARE BLACK ORIGINAL PEOPLE. THERE IS NO RACE OR NATION which has been called from their BEGINNING. . .NEGROES. This is a slang that the slave-master and his children have given to the American Black Slave after they had been successful in depriving our fathers of the knowledge of self. They made us not a member of the societies of the earth nor of him, because of the lack of knowledge of self and others.

THIS MADE US A SPIRITUALLY BLIND, DEAF AND DUMB PEOPLE. It is PITIFUL even to write it. They used our fathers whom the slave-masters had made helpless by the robbery of the knowledge of ourselves.

ALLAH (GOD), WHO CAME IN THE PERSON OF MASTER FARD MUHAMMAD, To WHOM Praises Are Due Forever, Said to me, that there cannot be a worse robbery than to rob a man of the knowledge of self. This is why it is associated with physical blindness. It is awful, even for one to go and rob a man of his eyes with which he sees the way in going: going forth and coming in. The blind man depends on others to lead him to get around among the people. He cannot see. His eyes have been put out. PITIFUL. AFTER THE WHITE SLAVE-MASTERS put our fathers in this condition, robbed of the knowledge of self, they called them Negroes, meaning something that is mentally dead and in neutral, and cannot go of itself, in such condition.

A NEGRO, BEING MENTALLY DEAD, is not a part of civilization. He is subject to be taken and put into service to anyone who desires him.

IF YOU DO NOT LEAD HIM TO THE WORK, tell him what to do and how to do it, he will stand, sit or lay down and work not. He becomes a servant in the hands of civilization.

HIS MENTAL BLINDNESS is compared with PHYSICAL BLINDNESS. A person who is physically blind has to be lead and guided everywhere he goes or he feels his way with a walking cane, or is led by one who sees where he is going. So it is with the mentally dead Black Man of America.

NEGRO . . . He prides himself in whatever slang names and service made of him by his now mocking slave-master. He does not know his own name. He is proud of being called by a name of his slave-master or whatever the slave-master calls him; he will answer to it. They feel proud to answer to meaning-less and disgraceful names and nicknames that the white man calls him.

IF YOU TRY TO MAKE HIM SEE that he is disgracing himself by answering to nick-names given to him by his master, he will dismiss you and say; “What is in a name? A name does not mean anything.” This is silliness. He makes himself meaningless. Regardless to what he is called he means nothing after all.

THIS IS OUR POOR PEOPLE. BLACK EDUCATORS, Black business men and Black ministers refuse to accept the Honorable and Independent Names of God that would give them respect. He refuses because he loves and worships his master’s name which keeps him a slave to his master.

THE WHITE SLAVE-MASTERS AND THEIR CHILDREN call them Negroes or Nigger after having neutralized them so they are unable to join and become a member of the civilized society of the Nations.

HE CALLS HIMSELF A NEGRO. Let us see what this Negro (nigger) actually means. In log mills there is a large piece of iron that is powered by steam, that turns the logs for sawing boards from it, what we call, the sawyer. The piece of iron is called the ‘nigger’. The sawyer makes the piece of iron (nigger) to turn the log in what-ever way he wants it to be turned. I have worked in saw mills when I was a young man.

THIS PIECE OF IRON (nigger) which is used to turn the heavy log, is neutral. It cannot move of itself.

THE BLACK MAN, so-called Negro, uneducated and deprived of the knowledge of self, was given this name by the white man, meaning that “he is now a neutral man. He is not one of us nor is he able to call himself one of the members of his own people, for he has lost the knowledge of both and he now awaits someone to put him into action toward the “knowledge of self.”


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بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم



January 31, 2017

10:22 A.M.A.D.-Jamal 😉

I remember when my daughter was little, I found out she was upset because she had to wait until THE LAST DAY IN MAY for her birthday.

I felt guilty because I let my doctor induce my labour. 😥

If I had not, she would have been born in June like most of my family. 😥

And probably earlier in the month… 😥

Sorry Pumpkin. 😥

I don’t think I ever told you that. But I’m like most old boring people…. Telling the same stories over and over and over and over and over and over…. 😉

My Grandmother told me not to let my doctor induce my labour.

But girls are bigger to carry than boys and to put it quite frankly, not trying to excuse my behaviour, but I felt like a “beached whale” and was tired of being pregnant. :/

Maybe if my grandmother had told me “WHY” I shouldn’t let him induce my labour I would have listened and maybe wouldn’t have done it.

Now, I really regret it and would advise women to just let the baby come on naturally. Even if you’re “overdue” like I was. The Baby knows when it’s time to be born. Everything should happen when it’s supposed to. Especially something as important as a birth date and time. Science shouldn’t interfere. 

It could set off a chain of events that is hard to correct.

My daughter and I don’t even speak to each other now.

Maybe if I had let her be born when SHE wanted to be born, we would have a better relationship.

But only Allah knows.

My sister told me later that doctors just do that (schedule deliveries) so that they won’t have to get up if you go into labour in the middle of the night NATURALLY.

I feel like such a victim.

But my poor daughter has to go through the rest of her life waiting on THE LAST DAY IN MAY for her birthday. Sorry again, Sweet Pumpkin! 😦

We don’t celebrate any days in The Nation Of Islam anyway except SAVIOUR’S DAY (February 26th). But I didn’t start practicing Islam until she was 14. Wow! It doesn’t seem like she was that old. She’s almost 26 now. Unbelievable.

I still picture her as an adorable chubby little toddler. I can’t believe she’s old enough to marry and make me a grandmother!

When I was her age, I was already divorced, about to graduate college, working full time and raising a 5 year-old. I had had a nervous breakdown but at least I made it past 25.

At that time, it was a big deal (for the Brothers anyway) to live past 25.

Pac didn’t make it. 😥

Although I’ve heard some music that sounded like him if he put it out now.

No lie.

Blew my mind.

But, Michael Jackson puts out a new song every day to this day.

Low-key though…

Janet was better.

I read that when they did “Scream”

They were real competitive with each other.

I don’t believe that.

I remember watching the Jackson’s movie that Jermaine produced and it showed when Michael went solo that they were proud of him, not at all jealous. Also, I read the introduction to a J5 compilation written by Janet wherein she said how proud she was of her brothers growing up and how much she loved their music.

So, I think that competition thing is just media hype

Most people prefer girl singers though for some reason.

I think it’s something about the pitch of the female voice that’s more entertaining.

Some Muslims believe women are not supposed to sing publicly.

I don’t.

The Messenger (PBUH) did say we were not supposed to be singing filthy Love Songs though; tempting men and whatnot.

I just sing to my Zawji

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Mike was a biter too.

He bit his dances from Jeffrey Daniels (of Soul Train and Shalimar fame) and he bit the Moonwalk from some Breakers.

I wish more people knew.

I wonder if THEY knew he was stealing their moves.

That would be different.

But I feel deceived.

I thought Mikey came up with that stuff on his own.

I can’t stand biters.

Even if he did get clearance from them. What about your fans who think YOU came up with it?

It’s like Rakim penning “Summertime” for Willard, Jr.

When he sold it to him, he had to give up all rights and he may have been cool with that, but it’s DECEPTIVE.

I almost feel like singers and rappers should only sing songs that they’ve written.

Jazz singers and players will credit the songwriter before or after they perform a number but who knew Ice Cube wrote all of NWA’s songs before the movie?

Unless you buy the album (but who buys albums nowadays) you may never know who wrote a song. I guess you can Google it. But even still people lie.

A journalist asked RA if he wrote Summertime and stood there and lied straight through his teeth.

Look how Flav looks at him

That money can be a big incentive.

 But that’s hard for me to accept, especially being a writer.

Biters take credit for somebody else’s creativity.

It’s deceptive.

I mean, I don’t know. The whole thing is confusing.

It almost makes me never want to sing or play music publicly again.

I heard this Brother sing a song in my style and it just shut me up.

I never even knew I had a style until I heard him. LOL

It was when I used to go to Day Therapy and they would pick us up from L.A. and take us up to the mountains. So we were in the car about three hours every day and he had been listening to me sing for about a week and then one day he started singing sounding JUST LIKE ME.

It really opened my eyes.

I didn’t know I had a sound that was imitatable. LOL (making up words again 😉 ) But there he was. Singing just like me.

It made me more conscious about who I sing around, especially over an extended period of time.

I remember once I was in the hospital and I drew this picture of some flowers and left it in the day room with the other pictures other people had drawn and/or colored.

Then, one day in Art Therapy, this she-devil starts talking about she was going to draw a picture.

Why did she draw the exact same pictures of flowers I had drawn.

I was pissed.

I said, “You stole that from me!” and went to get my picture.

Then, like a real devil, SHE GOT MAD and knocked the paint water all over my picture.

I was stunned.

I mean, how you gonna get mad at ME for biting MY style.


I know she was just mad because I called her out.

But I didn’t tell her to bite.


I guess when you put your art out there, you leave it open for someone to bite. Truthfully, she didn’t know that it was me who had drawn the picture, so I shouldn’t take it personally. But the fact that she announced that she was going to draw a picture, and then drew MY picture like she had come up with the concept, was too much for me.

Anyway, I said all that to say, that this is THE LAST DAY IN JANUARY

And it feels like it.

This morning was so-so.

Kinda cool, kinda not so cool.

I get sick and tired of biters trying to be close to me, trying to steal my shine.

I just move.

Then they sit in my seat.


First breakfast was aight, I got to drink some milk.

Second breakfast we had Cream of Wheat, which I was so thankful was not grits.


A while ago, there was this big debate on Facebook about whether grits were better with sugar or with salt. :/ Either way they are too hard on the digestive system for your good health. Do not eat them at all.

I had them one time when I was little. We used to pick up this Brother for school and every morning he would get in the car with a mouthful of grits. Thankfully, my mother never prepared grits for us. Well, one morning, I happened to go inside and I tasted them for myself. I almost threw up. Literaturely. I gagged on them.

I’ve come to learn that most foods that I don’t like are not good for you anyway. Like grits. And other foods that I initially didn’t like, but came to like because it was all I was given or made myself like because everybody else liked: peanut butter, greens, black-eyed peas, ham, lobster, MEAT, cornbread, pasta… None of these foods prolong life, rather they take life away.



We are one month into 2017. It is so funny how fast time flies. I’m still getting used to the idea of being in 2017. Next year, I will have been out of High School 30 YEARS!


I feel like I’m STILL in High School!!!



Seriously though.

Admittedly, I’m a year younger than most of the people I graduated with because I started school when I was four. I told you my mother never loved me. She just wanted me out of the house. But I’m younger than people who graduated AFTER me. It’s crazy.

I used to console myself about being younger than everybody, by telling them, “When you’re 30, I’ll still be 29!” LOL

Now, we’re pushing 50!

Al Hamdulillah!

So thankful to be here. Healthy and Happy!

With so much of my life ahead of me.

My children are growing up but I can still have another one, In sha Allah!
(If it Pleases Allah)

I can’t believe Makay-kay’s going to be 18!

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It seems like yesterday, Zawji was holding and kissing her in his arms…

While I was miserable wanting to hold and kiss her too


Her mother was oblivious to what was going on

Preoccupied with my camera.

I wanted her to go nurse our baby.

I did it instead.

You know I’m a Jersey Cow!

I always have milk.

If anyone is having trouble producing milk,

Call me (213)378-6798.

I’ll just charge you Room & Board

And if you are not Black

Don’t waste my time.

Those days are over.


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I’m thrilled because I didn’t hear the formerly sick Sister cough


Last Night.


If you have a dry cough/wet cough, whether it’s asthma, pneumonia, tuberculosis, yellow fever, leukemia, ANY COUGH, find some COLT’S FOOT. Click here if you missed the link yesterday.

You will have to take a walk or get out of the car, because it’s a weed and grows on the curb or in abandoned lots.

Now is a good time because it’s flu season and a lot of people have coughs. It also happens to be the time that it’s growing.

I would recommend not procrastinating because it’s growing in proportion to the rains and soon people are going to be mowing the lawns, so get it now.

Just heat up some water, put the LEAVES in the water. Let it seep for about three minutes and drink. You can sweeten it if you need to. I’ve never tasted it but sweetened it when I gave it to my son. The Sister yesterday drank it plain.

Zawji told me it worked before she even finished the remedy.

But I’m a Muslim Scientist and we have to have proof.

If anybody reprimands or belittles you for wanting proof of anything;


Especially Christians.

There is nothing wrong with wanting proof.

Tell them to show you Jesus if he is still alive.

They’ll say he’s up in the sky “on the right-hand side of the Father”

Then tell them to show you the father.


I can show you my God.

Show me yours.

Same thing with the Farrakhaners and others who say

Our Beloved Messenger (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him)

Is still alive.

Tell them to show him to you.

I would LOVE it if the Messenger (PBUH) was still alive.

I would like to see and hear him in person.

Possibly shake his hand.

But I know he told us everything he had to say.

He even put it in a BOOK.

He taught until he was not able to teach anymore, so if he were still alive, he would still be teaching.

It makes me want to kill somebody almost when people try to tell me the Messenger (PBUH) is still alive.

It’s hard enough to accept that he is dead, then here you come trying to make me go through the pain of him dying again all over again!

Prove it.

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So, I’m just going to cool out until I get my check, then I can start all over.

This has been the longest month of my life.


I haven’t taken a shower or bath since I don’t know when.

But only some people smell me.

It’s like I can turn it on and off.

Not for real.

Zawji turns it on and off.

I told you I wasn’t taking one until I can take one with Zawji.

But, I’ma take one when I get my check.

Whichever comes first.

I was hoping someone would report me and I could take an emergency shower.

I hate waiting.

I hate begging.

And you have to do both to get a shower on Skid Row.


I’m just not gonna take one.

Ya’ll just gonna have to smell me.


It’s good though because people I don’t like will leave.

Or just have to suffer.

Sorry. Not sorry.

You shouldn’t love devils so much.

I’m realizing that my biggest beef with Black People is their love of devils.

That’s what it really boils down to.

They don’t like me because I don’t like devils.

I don’t like them because they love devils.

But We Are Living In the Greatest Day Of Separation.



No Skin Off My Nose.

You go with your people.

I will go with mine.

But don’t come looking for me,

When you realize that they are going to be destroyed.

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I can’t wait to get my check.

I’m Audi 5000, G


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So thankful I haven’t had to “prostitute” myself for a safe night off the street.

That’s literaturely how it feels.

He tells me he doesn’t want sex but has a condom and a bottle of KY on the dresser by the bed.

I can’t.

I slept on the floor two nights.

If I go back it’s going to be the third night and someone once told me that three nights is all he allows a woman to stay over after that she’s gotta go.

I feel like that third night he’s going to try and force me to do something I didn’t do the first two nights.

It’s scary.

I’m vulnerable being in some man’s home.

And I like ’em BIG & SCARY!!!


Anything could happen.

I don’t want to give him the slightest enticement.

He tried to say I let him kiss me.


Not after Buster or Edgar.

It took me 35 years to realize no one can ever replace my Zawji

And I don’t hide my endless love for him.

The first thing they see when they see me is his picture.

I tell them, when they inevitably ask,

He’s my “Zawji”

What does that mean?
“It means, he’s my EVERYTHING. My husband. My Best Friend. My Daddy. My Brother. My Son. My Pooh Bear. My Soan Papdi. My Bay. My BOO. My Soulmate. My Nafis. MY ZAWJI!”

I don’t know what they want from me.



Probably whatever they think I’ll give them, which is nothing.

I just use them for what I need.

They get to be seen with a beautiful lady.

Again. I’m not boasting. But I’m the one. Just ask me. It shall be done.

Don’t Bother To Compare.

I haven’t even seen Batman.

I guess he’s hiding out because everybody know he messed up a good thing.

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Somebody actually called me the day before yesterday.

I started not to answer because it’s ALWAYS bad news.

But it was a 213 number and my phone was actually working. SMH

I answered and

Said, “Mm-hmm”

 Nobody said anything.

So I said, “Yes” Like you’re really supposed to say when you answer the phone.

Muslims don’t say “Hello” when we answer the phone.

We don’t have time or patience for gossip. Just get to the reason why you called.

They still didn’t say anything. So I hung up.

They called back and I said “Yes”

Still no response.

When they called again I didn’t answer.

Yesterday, I called the number and it sounded like a Black girl, then Zawji switched matrices and it was an Asian lady.

I just hung up.

Why did they call again this morning?

I didn’t answer.

NOBODY ever calls me.

Me and my son use FB Messenger. Sometimes I use Gmail calling. But I never actually use the phone. Maybe for business.

Everybody knows not to call me. Because I don’t answer.

FB is your best bet. That is, if you’re not one of the 2000+ people I’ve blocked.

You can always leave a comment here too. No one will see it. I have to approve all comments first.

What you tryna hide anyway? 😉

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I cannot WAIT to go back to the Jazz Playhouse

I need a fix.


I can’t remember the last time I had a hit of some LIVE JAZZ.

I think it was that “fundraiser” for the Candlelight with Mr. Henry with the smoky blue lights that I had to listen to outside because that mean lady who owns it doesn’t like me.

It was swingin’ tho!

Man! Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans???

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3:21 P.M.

SisterCaptain’s Log ٦

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم



Monday, January 30, 2017 3:57 p.m.

Captains are responsible for the entire unit.

We are held to a higher standard.

If anybody messes up

We get blamed.

So, what happens when WE mess up.

We don’t.

That’s what.

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I can’t believe January is almost over.

Although it seemed like it lasted at least a year.

I can’t believe I’ve only been in L.A. about three weeks.

Seems like an ETERNITY.

I can’t wait to get back to the NOLA.

I’m really going to try and catch Papa’s show.

It costs $40.

I know it’s worth it.

I’m just going to have to tolerate the devils. 😡

Hopefully, it’ll be a night where his sons show up and sit in with him.

I was wondering why they don’t play together all the time.

It reminds me of when I interviewed J5.

They all came in whenever


I was like, “No, no, no. This is all wrong.”

And made them go back out and come in together.

You know?

Like a GROUP is supposed to come in.

The Marsalises are a FAMILY!

So, I really expect them to play together all the time.

They sound so good together.

But they’re men


You know they all have to grow up and do their own thing.

I have YET to meet a man who didn’t want to be a LEADER.

Papa and MAMA have at least SIX SONS!!!

I don’t know how many daughters.

I guess if they all lead or side with other musicians they can make their family slave name more known as well as train other musicians instead of keeping the knowledge esoteric.

My paternal family was musical too.

Everybody played a different instrument or two or three or sang or both.

I feel like I can’t function (handicapped) without music.

I had a guitar because pianos are so cumbersome but if I had one, I would play ALL DAY!



You know I make up words. 😉

I love music.

My son would play the piano or the harmonica or mbira (that’s what came up on G but we call it something I can’t remember right now) for me and it would just brighten my day.

He would also put on puppet shows and create art that would make me feel that way.

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I think I appreciate the simple beautiful things in life more than most people.

Yesterday, I was walking home and when I was crossing the street, I caught a glimpse of the mountains just as the sun was setting and it was the most beautiful thing I had seen in quite a while. I had to make sure I didn’t get hit, it captured my attention so.

I make sporadic trips to the beach extemporaneously, like this morning.

The bus there and I happened to meet at the corner at the same time, so I just got on.

That’s what you call FREEDOM.

Being able to go to the BEACH whenever you feel like it.

Just because the bus is there…

I am so thankful.

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I wish I had some tap shoes.

I would tap dance all the way home.


But I think I’m going to create some artwork that expresses how I feel.

I designed a garment, hence my opening statement.

It incorporated a piece we’re not allow to wear in the M.G.T.


I designed another one, which incidentally, looks exactly how I dress right now.

I just made it simpler.

It feels like Spring already in L.A.

85 degrees and I’m walking around in a fur cape.

Gotta downsize for Spring.

I guess I’ll stash it somewhere until Autumn.

I don’t believe in storage and I’ve finally given up on my mother.

The cord is cut.

My Beloved Teacher – The Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) Taught His Faithful Followers That If Someone Doesn’t Want You In Their House – Go Somewhere Else And Make Your Own House.

My mother doesn’t want me in her house, so I’m going to stop trying to force her to accept me. It’s painful accepting that your mother just doesn’t love you. But I’m 45 and I get it now.

I just have to move on.

That’s How Our Tribe Got Here In The First Place.


Fifty thousand years ago, The God Scientist named Shabazz wanted to make a people who would be “strong; powerful; nothing could defeat them” But the other twelve disagreed. They told him “Go. Make your man. But don’t make him here.” So, it was Africa he went to – He and his family. And there, He made a people with kinky hair who would conquer the wild beasts and one day rule the world.

Al Hamdulillah!


Growing Pains feel good.

I’ve never felt them before. At least I wasn’t aware of it.


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So Chump is sending people back to their country if they’re coming from certain Muslim countries. LOL He’s so stupid. Trying to prevent domestic terrorism. Idiot. What does domestic mean?

We’re already here, Dummy.

What you need to do is DEPORT THE MUSLIMS IN AMERICA.

I would be so glad to go







I’m trying to go anyway.

But getting a passport costs money and you have to have paperwork and whatnot




Deport The Muslims.

I’ll be the first to sign up.

I don’t care how long you make me wait in line.

Hell, that’s all we do on Skid Row anyway.


I’m trying to get on the GUEST LIST!!!

Put me on VIP to get deported.


Everybody says, “I’ve been there and America is better!”

That’s because we have different values.

I’m already homeless on Skid Row.

The only difference is the bombing and gun battles.

But somebody got shot down here yesterday,


I’ll take my chances.

5:58 p.m.

SisterCaptain’s Log ٥

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم



MONDAY, JANUARY 30, 2017 9:41 a.m.


All Praise Is Due To AMAD-JAMAL!

I’m still here!

I didn’t have to sleep outside last night.

I used to think it was more important to pray before you went to sleep at night –
To thank Allah for surviving the day.

But when you’re homeless,


Especially being female,

I Want To Thank Him For Surviving The Night.

I’m so thankful PERIOD.

I’m homeless and carry all my worldly belongings on me


There are so many people in worse condition.

I’m happy and healthy







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This morning was a little crazy.

They tried to jump me.


When you show no fear, it scares people.

They didn’t touch her.

She went to the Beach instead.

But got off the bus early


Pick some Aloe Vera for a sick woman at the shelter.

It’s been over twenty years and the Aloe was gone.

But she found something MUCH BETTER!!!

In Sha Allah, it will work like it worked before.







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I don’t know what Zawji Has Planned For Me Today.

There was no Night on Broadway last night. The streets were completely empty, reminiscent of downtown prior to the nineties when the renaissance began.

I ran into an ol’ friend.

He didn’t even recognize me!

I love that.

Gotta keep it new.

The steez.

I’m proud of him.

He Has a House Now.

In Sha Allah, he’ll find his homemaker soon.

To make his house a home.

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The Library is open now, but it’s Monday, so it’s probably crowded. Then again, it wasn’t crowded yesterday when they first opened. So, cheah. I got my vittles, so I’ma skip lunch at the center.

I think I’ll wait until the Sister finishes the remedy.

I thank Allah for giving me the knowledge of herbals that heal sickness. It’s a Blessing. I hate to see sick Black People. I love you all and would give my life to save yours.

So, eat right and live a long time.

We are going to rule the nations.

Qualify yourselves.

10:22 A.M.

Captain’s Log ٤

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم



JANUARY 29, 2017 11:09 A.M.

I am anxiously awaiting the beginning of the month (February) (Happy Belated Birthday, Rakim!!!) so I can open the next chapter in my life.

I really want to go back to Orleans, but I feel like Allah Wants me to revisit the A. (A-Town Stompin’ 😉 ) I might stomp through and then go to OHHHHHH! I forgot about my appointment. If it wasn’t Mardi Gras season, I might risk it. But I think, no I KNOW there are going to be a lot of people going to NO for Mardi Gras. And they’ve probably already started parading, if it’s anything like last year.

I don’t want to miss my appointment. I’ve been trying to get one since last July! So cheah. NOLA it is. FIRST.

I didn’t go to the A, last year, or whenever (this month) I left NOLA. And, I’m really regretting it because I went to Taj Mahal when I got back to L.A., and they had Pineapple Body Oil but it was watered down! I am so disappointed because I recommend them all the time.

Muhammad’s cousin is in The A and he watered down his oils but I didn’t know Muhammad did it too! I called myself telling Muhammad on his cousin, pfffffff. Muhammad needs to be told on himself! He always looks guilty. But I’m telling Allah anyway.

I had a funny feeling about him from the beginning but still patronized him because he gave me free stuff. But I’m going to go back to DAWAH on 48th and Crenshaw or whereever they are. They have the WHOLE NEIGHBORHOOD smelling good. Like when I went to New York. It smelled so good!

I should have known DAWAH on 48th and Crenshaw was better on the strength of their name. DAWAH means to teach people about Islam in Arabic and convert them to Islam. Proselytize, iow.

And Taj Mahal is named after some shrine to a leader of India’s wife! I wonder what it means in English. BRB

It translates to “CROWN MOTHER.”


DAWAH is much better. As far as the name goes. But they’re hypocrites and treated me funny the last time I went there.

Even the store in The A was prejudiced.

So, I don’t know.

I need a connect in Africa for my shea and cocoa butters and Arabia for my oils and incense so I can order my stuff direct. One day, In Sha Allah (If it Pleases Allah).


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I still want to go to 1520 Sedgwick, In sha Allah, but I’m sure Zawji wants to take me. Since we grew up together; with Hip-Hop as the background music. ❤ ❤ ❤ 😉

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I am so thankful I did not have to sleep outside last night. Every night it’s like a spiritual battle trying to make sure I have a safe place to sleep. It is making your Sister Captain very humble.
Allahu Akbar! (Allah is the GREATEST!)

I even had the opportunity to have breakfast twice!

It’s sad how fat these women have gotten. Food is abundant on Skid Row. You have to be careful. I was gone about a year and some have picked up weight and aged so much you would think I was gone ten years.

And I wonder if they even know they’ve gained weight. Clothes are abundant also, so they may not even realize they’ve outgrown their old clothes….. Hmmmm…….

Anyway, I’m ghost next month, In Sha Allah. Allah sent me a reminder to be mindful of my food intake. It’s hard to eat one meal a day when you’re not sure when your next meal is going to be. I mean, I know I said food is plenteous but you never know what’s going to happen when you’re dependent on others who are not your Zawji. Even though, really I am dependent on Zawji. Everything I have is because of Him.

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So, for some reason I can’t remember, those three “See no evil, Hear no evil, Speak no evil” monkeys have been in my head.

I downloaded a picture but Allah Won’t Let me post it. I can’t find the one I really wanted and you’ve all seen them anyway.

The first one is covering his eyes, the second one has his index fingers in his ears, the third is covering his mouth.

I bet you didn’t know there’s a fourth.

He’s covering his private parts and it symbolizes “DO no evil.”




They’re called “The Four Wise Monkeys.” 

I used to be embarrassed when I saw them. Thinking they had something to be ashamed of. Like they were embarrassed because they had done something wrong, but in actuality, it’s the exact opposite.

They are trying NOT to even see, hear, say or DO anything wrong!!!

America corrupts everything and tries to change good into bad.

I could not believe some of the things that came up when I Googled them.

You will have to do that yourself, if you want to find out, because I am not going to entertain it here!!!

     BOTTOM LINE     

Our Beloved Messenger (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him Taught us to “Cast Your Eyes In ANOTHER DIRECTION.

The music nowadays is filthy. Don’t listen to it.

Gossip is one of the worst things you can do.
I hate it.

Someone once told me they had heard I was in the alley smoking crack! I can laugh about it now, but at the time, I was incredulous. I still can’t believe that people can outright lie like that. But I know it originated with Yakub and his made devils. Then and there I realized that people will say anything and everything to try and get people to think negatively about you.

Cover your private parts. And, treat people the way YOU want to be treated, not the way you HAVE been treated.

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They’re having something called “Night on Broadway” or something downtown and I walked through on my way home last night. That store that sells the hats with my new logo was open and it’s Black-owned (low-key). (You know we can’t let devils know we own stuff or they’ll boycott us. Black people too, unfortunately. 😥 )

Anyway, the owner gave me a pink one. I feel so proud. I’ve seen Brothers and others rockin’ ’em, but not any Sisters. I’m the O.G.

I made a video on Facebook of me in it. I was going to screenshot it, but for some reason Allah is not allowing me to post any pictures to this entry.

Want me to try again?



I have a Google Chromebook and the videocamera playback quality sucks. You can’t even make out the “L.A.” I’ma try and take a snapshot of myself. BRB

Okay, I took a snapshot, but Allah Still Will not allow me to post any pictures.

The logo is so cute. It’s like the traditional L.A. logo but in cursive kinda.

I posted pictures of the hats a while ago on Facebook.

If you REALLY want to see it, it’s just like this, but smaller and pinker. 😉

I’m pretty sure they’re doing the Night on Broadway again today.

They’re doing something because the bus took a detour.

In Sha Allah, I’ll go by again. I’ve got two hours to kill before they start letting us in the shelter. So, why not?

It was fun and I got to see the cutest kid bands. They were devils, but one had a Brother Bass Player and a speckled-up girl singer. They did all original material too! I didn’t ask, but she sang them like they were original songs.

Hopefully, I’ll have as good a time as I had last night, In Sha Allah.

It beats sitting outside with a bunch of chain-smoking homeless women.


But, I’ll just be happy if I get in.

In Sha Allah.

Allahu Akbar anyway.


Al Hamdulillah.


4:35 P.M.



Reprinted from the February 4, 1972 edition of Muhammad Speaks Newspaper

Chicago, Illinois – (This is Part Two of “Muhammad Speaks'” exclusive presentation of Messenger Muhammad’s (Peace Be Upon Him) January 14, 1972, Press Conference)

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QUESTION: Mr. Muhammad, is it true that you are planning to build a new home for your family. I think right adjacent to your present home?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: It is true those houses are my homes.

QUESTION: The press has evaluated the new homes at a half a million dollars.

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: I wish I had gotten off with that cheap price, but it is twice that much that these buildings are costing. All four of the homes cost a million dollars a little over a million dollars; about $2,230,000.

QUESTION: I was referring to a new home for yourself and your wife. Mr. Muhammad, that home, sometimes referred to as a mansion, the cost has been estimated to cost one half million dollars.

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: I think they are costing a little more for the house here on the corner.

QUESTION: There are reports that you are in the process of purchasing a large tract of land to build low income houses.

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: We have some information from the authorities that they could supply us with an area now for about a hundred thousand, I do not know exactly. I have not gone into any serious questioning about it.

QUESTION: Federal government or local government?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: Local government, the city.

QUESTION: How soon do you expect those to be built?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: I do not know. I have not went into seriously, these offers, but I hope to do so soon because we need them. My greatest desire on the South side is to build homes for the Black Man on the South side in Chicago. Again, my greatest desire is to put him up a hospital, which he sorely needs; he really needs a hospital. Again, the third, I would say, it is an educational center to teach him the knowledge of self. The city has not approached me yet to sell me and my followers these houses. But, they have indirectly indicated this would be easy to do, if I wanted to get them for such purposes.

QUESTION: Do you have a date in mind when you would like to begin construction of these one hundred single family homes?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: We would like to go into that as soon as possible with the proper authorities.

QUESTION: Will you also try similar enterprises in other cities?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: Yes, everywhere we are. This group in Baton Rouge, claiming to be Muslims, is there a known leader?

QUESTION: Do you know how many Muslims have been killed in the last few years, either by police or internal strife? Do you keep such a record?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: We try, but I am not saying how many we have on record, today.

QUESTION: You spoke earlier about police brutality. Were you suggesting that this was some kind of police plot? Or are you sure it was a splinter group?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: Yes, we have been attacked and still are being attacked by the police department and there are some few of my followers who have been killed by the police department.

QUESTION: Do you feel that the police might have been responsible for what happened at Baton Rouge or on the West Coast?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: I am not eager to say pro or con on this matter, because I do not have too much knowledge of it. But I do know, according to what has passed, that the police department down there could give you better knowledge than me.

QUESTION: You indicate that the numbers of the Nation are increasing. How do you feel about the fidelity that is coming from the individuals who are joining up with the Nation? Do you feel people are becoming more deeply involved or more deeply a part of the Nation of Islam, or do you think the numbers tend to spread things thin?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: I think for the last year or so that we have increased in the registry of our people, with very good people. Their morals are good and they are trying now to increase themselves into better morals. Our natural Black people all over the country are trying to do that.

QUESTION: Have you designated a successor for yourself ?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: I do not do that. I cannot do that. I did not choose myself. God chose me and if He wants a successor, He will choose that one.

QUESTION: By what means would someone come up?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: I do not know that, because I do not believe there is one coming up. The work that I am doing, I don’t think God needs one, because when man and God have come face to face, as the old saying goes, then that is the end of it. When we are face to face with God, that is the end of it and so what would another one do? There is nothing for him to do.

QUESTION: After you are gone, Mr. Muhammad, the Nation of Islam will continue to exist but how?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: It will be a New Islam to what the old Orthodox Islam is, today. It will be altogether a New One.

QUESTION: You mean your successor will preside over a New Islam?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: There will be no successor. There is no need for a successor when a man has got the Divine truth and has brought you face to face with God.

QUESTION: How will your resources be administered?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: That will be carried on by the Nation. After setting up the Nation on the right way, or right path to take care of themselves, they do not need any more instruction on that. They will follow it as the Constitution of America has been followed.

QUESTION: Will it be run by local Mosques?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: No, No, No. After this, the whole entire Nation of Black people will be governed Divinely and the government will be a Divine government and not something that is governed locally, like we have today. We will have a Divine government set up for us, and it will stand forever. We will not need any change.

QUESTION: What did you mean, “new different from Orthodox?”

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: I meant just that. We have a New Islam coming up. The Old Islam was led by white people, white Muslims, but this one will not be. This Islam will be established and led by Black Muslims, only.

QUESTION: Will there be a Saviour’s Day affair as it has been in the Coliseum.

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: We have not made preparations there.

QUESTION: Where will you have it Sir.

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: We hope to have it in the Armory over on 52nd and Cottage.

QUESTION: Will you address the gathering, Mr. Muhammad?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: That depends on the Will of God. If He Pleases, I will be there.

QUESTION: Has that changed your plans, Baton Rouge, has it changed your security arrangements?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: No, because I have One Security and that is God, Himself.

QUESTION: How is your health?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: My health? Well, I do very well, I think, if it Pleases Allah. And, all of the afflictions of the former Messengers, to classify Elijah that is coming just before the Great and Dreadful day of God, he must have a taste of all of it.

QUESTION: Why did you appoint a press conference, today?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: They appointed themselves, and I am willing to go along with them, in that I set up a press conference.

QUESTION: When was the last press conference, do you recall ?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: I have not had an actual press conference in quite few years. I think it was in L.A. I had something like questions on certain things, on one thing, about when the Malcolm death took place. That was not, say, really a press conference. We have not had a press conference since quite a few years ago, out in Los Angeles.

QUESTION: Would you tell us the present status of Muhammad Ali (Cassius Clay)?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: Cassius Clay is a good believer. I would say the young man is full of sport and he goes along with sport, too, but I think in his heart he wants to be good.

QUESTION: Will he be returned into full membership in the Nation of Islam?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: There is nothing one would do that cannot be forgiven, if he repents.

QUESTION: Have you set a date for when he comes back into full membership?

MESSENGER MUHAMMAD: No, he is actually still a good Believer. As far as certain duties or posts as he used to hold, as teaching the Ministry, I do not know when that will take place.

Captain’s Log ٣

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم




JANUARY 28, 2017 7:26 A.M.


Al Hamdulillah!



I went to the Union and they took my bed ticket AGAIN! That’s four times in less than two weeks!

So. Our teacher and leader and guide, The Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) Taught us that if someone doesn’t want you there, find somewhere else to go.

So, since they keep taking my bed ticket, I figured they really don’t want me there.

So, I tried to get in another shelter. But, they didn’t want me there either. So, I found a place outside, but I really didn’t want to sleep outside. So, I went back to the U, and got in.

I slept in a different place.

I’ve been in the chapel so far.

I like it because it’s a chapel and it made me feel close to ALLAH.

But Allah is everywhere I am. So, I was cool in the new place.

They threw me out this morning. :/





Whenever I’m out in the cold


Somewhere Uncomfortable



It makes me feel better.

It reminds me of our poor ancestors who used to sing to make themselves feel better.





was a code worded song slaves used to use to alert other slaves on how to successfully attain their FREEDOM.

“The Drinking Gourd” was the Big Dipper.

“The River” was the Mississippi.

I think “Dead Trees” means dead bodies. 😥 😥 😥

They used to sing them like Negro Spirituals.

Most people don’t listen to lyrics in songs.

So, we could deliver secret messages and the slavemasters and overseers would not be privy to what was going on right under their racist noses.

I remember my daughter used to make up songs and sing them when she couldn’t tell me how she felt.

Music is a wonderful form of expression





Delivering Coded or Subliminal Messages