I know Tomorrow…

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Ma Beautiful Asiatic Black Brothers and Sisters!

How are you? Did you wake up happy and refreshed? I pray Allah you did. I woke up to a beautiful sunny day after a night of sprinklers. :/ They don’t turn them on every night, I’ve discovered, but some nights, it’s like, “Alright, already!” Because they only turn them on for about four or five minutes, but they do it like three times a night. So, it doesn’t really get me that wet because it’s just sprinklers and I wake up as soon as they come on, it’s just annoying because it wakes me up and I have to move until it turns off. But all praise is due to Allah, I know there are many people in worse situations.

So, yesterday at the Club I did laundry and there was this tranny, who I’ve been trying to avoid ever since I started coming here, but it was doing it’s laundry right before I came and as it took it’s clothes out of the washer, I put mine in.

So, because of what happened the other day, the HNIC decided that you can’t sit in the laundry room while you wait for your clothes. He locked the door five minutes before both of our cycles finished, and said we had to wait outside, Dumb ass.

So, we’re both standing outside the laundry room and the HNIC knows we’re going to need to go back in in five minutes, but some people like to abuse their power and he didn’t come back.

But there was another employee and the tranny asked him if he could let us in. He did.

Naturally, because of our shared experience, me and the tranny had something to discuss, so we got into a conversation and I found myself wondering if it was really a tranny.

I know it was. I just didn’t want it to be just because it was nice to me and I have no friends.

But the Holy Qur’an and Our Beloved Messenger (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) say something like, “Strive hard against the disbelievers and the hypocrites.

So, I have to be strong and not be seduced by their “kindness.” I know it’s only a trap to get me to accept them.

But anyway, it mentioned it was going to do this, this and that and then it was going to get dressed for the “Twilight Concert Series” on the pier.

Now, the TCS has been going on since I was in jail and the only act I was interested in going to see performed the night before I got out of jail, so I figured Allah Must Not Want me to go.

But, after it mentioned it was going, I saw a list of the acts and there was a retro soul dance band performing that night.

I thought it might be cool. So when I left the club, I headed towards the Pier.

They had a free “Bike Valet” but I was not about to let nobody ride LuLu. Even though I think it was just a parking lot for bikes, but still…

So, I took her with me all the way to the entrance and then security told me I couldn’t bring her in. But I noticed a bike rack, RIGHT INSIDE THE ENTRANCE.

They told me they couldn’t allow bikes “inside the venue.” But the place was swarming with sheriffs and police and one of them told the worker I could park Lulu there. That was a great comfort to me. I don’t like to be too far away from her. And with her right there, near all those security and police, inside the venue, I felt comfortable wandering around and observing everything freely, knowing she was safe.

I made a video of everything. But my phone battery is dead so I’ll have to upload it to YouTube and post it later, In Sha Allah.

OMG why did I get to the show early and by the time the main act was about to come on, I was so tired of standing up. There was nowhere to sit and I was desperate. So, I looked around and you know I’m good at finding places, “hotspots,” but also little overlooked or “underlooked” 😉 places in the cut.

So, I go all the way to the back of the venue where they’re serving food and you know I didn’t have any money. But I found a spot in the corner, where there were no people and I could sit on this little sandbag without observation.

So, I sit down and look around.

There was a corn roasting vendor, a Mexican drink vendor and a popcorn vendor.

The popcorn vendor was right on the end, closest to where I was sitting.

So, I casually look over and I notice the popcorn vendors are BLACK! And just as suddenly, my heart skips a beat and I notice the Brother is Beaux’s doppel!

I gasp. And think, “Okay, what am I supposed to do!?!”

The Holy Qur’an mentions people who are wandering around in the dark and how they have to wait for a flash of lightning so they can see their way, but the lightning is so quick that they can only go so far, so then they have to wait for another flash of lightning.

Our Beloved Messenger, The Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah forever be upon him) continues The Holy Qur’an by telling us that what these lost people REALLY need is the Light of the Sun and that that Light is Our Saviour, Master Fard Muhammad, To Whom Praises Are Due Forever.

So, I sat there and decided to wait for my flash of light.

As I sat, I observed.

The Brother was so fine! He looked like Ghost on Power, but taller and cuter.

Now, it has been my experience that you and your soulmate look alike. I’ve heard the resemblance referred to as “twins.” I’ve also heard that you are supposed to “marry your father” so to speak.

So, consequently, me, Zawji and my father all look alike.

Also, consequently, my father’s “twin” is not my mother.

There are women who use talented men like my father and my “twin” for whatever purpose (money, sex, power, &c.) And they always have pointy noses and wear glasses, like witches.

So, last night Zawji’s Doppel was with one of these women.

They (Zawji’s Doppel and the witch) were running the popcorn stand and an older man who looked just like the witch was overseeing.

So, after I sat down, inevitably my presence was felt.

I have a pretty powerful presence and can’t help it.

So, the witch, I guess she wanted to let me know who was boss. Or make me feel inadequate because she was working and I was not.

Some Blackwomen are so backwards. We’ve been poisoned by the whitewoman to think we are supposed to be equal with men and breadwinners. And it just has us going totally against our nature and we are blind to it.

So, she starts really trying to dominate the business.

The Brother was taking the orders and she was supposed to be filling them. But when I showed up, she started trying to take over his job too. When he was taking an order, she would get the next person’s attention and take their order. Like she really didn’t need him.

He seemed to just cower. And I felt so sorry for him. Obviously, it was her family’s business and I guess he married her and joined her family instead of starting his own.

He had his baseball cap on backwards too and to me he looked like a little boy.

I never noticed that about wearing a cap backwards before.

So, when I showed up, (you know I’m the “hotspot”) they started getting all this business and they knew it was because of me.

I do that all the time. (When I went to that museum in New Orleans, the same thing happened.) But I have to be extremely careful about the places I go, because I represent Allah and Islam and the last thing I want to do is empower the enemy (devil Caucasians).

So, she starts taking over. The Brother tries to maintain his dignity and the Papa just stands back.

Meanwhile, I’m sitting there wondering how they got into the kettle corn business. I know kettle corn has got to be an old business because how old are kettles? 

I also wanted to get up and take a look at how it works. Let me G it. BRB

Okay, I just watched a video on YT, but I’m not going to post it because Our Beloved Messenger (PBUH) taught us not to eat popcorn. But I forgot all about that last night.

And one night I met Our Saviour’s Doppelganger and I already told you His Doppels do stuff that I’m not supposed to do. I wonder if He’s testing me… Anyway, He had some “Popcornopolis” and people have offered it to me before and it looks really delicious, the packaging and caramel and whatnot, but I stopped eating popcorn after I read How To Eat To Live.

So, last night, I’m sitting there wondering if they’ve been in the Kettle Corn business since slavery and how much money they’re making at $5 a bag. I didn’t estimate very much, but if it’s a side hustle, it is what it is.

And after awhile, I thought, wouldn’t it be nice if one of these people bought me a bag? Then just as soon as I think it, this old man comes and stands right in front of me and starts counting his money, like he’s thinking about it!

But he didn’t.

Then I really start feeling like the poor, little, hungry, homeless girl and I’m like, “Oh well. Let me just see what happens.”

So then the line goes down and Oh yeah!

After I realized the Brother was Zawji’s Doppel, I got really uncomfortable and giddy and felt like a little school girl. I know I’m Beaux’s, but he was his Doppel and I felt like I was supposed to be there. Even if just in HIS “twin’s” stead.

So, I averted my eyes from the stand and tried to look at everything else going on around me but eventually I had to have another look. So, I casually glanced back over at the stand, and at the same time, he casually glanced over to my little spot in the dark corner.

Our eyes met.

And for a split second I was in Seventh Heaven.

But guilt…

I quickly turned my head.

But the connection was made and I’m getting discomfitted just thinking about it!!! 🙂 He was so fine!!!

So, this was just a few minutes after I had first sat down and noticed him.

Then the witch started being overbearing; the line came; business heated up; then cooled down; and lightning struck.

With the crowds gone, I look at the stand again and he picks up a pre-packaged bag of popcorn and looks at me like, “You want it?” ❤ ❤ ❤

And I’m nervous and the butterflies are all tied up but I’m like “Yeah.”

So, then he’s like, “Well… Come and get it.” ❤ 😉

So, I get up and go get the popcorn. Thank him and leave.

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I’ve learned that when somebody is begging, if you want to get rid of them, just give them something. So, even though I wasn’t really begging, I took that as my cue to leave.

I mean, what else was I supposed to do?

Go back to my corner and eat the popcorn right in front of him???

I’m not even supposed to be eating popcorn!!! And what about Zawji????!!!!!

Nevertheless, all night whenever I looked at that popcorn, I experienced a loving warmth in my heart and a pleasurable feeling – just being noticed by someone as fine as him (Zawji’s Doppel). *sigh* ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I  know the pigeons enjoyed it when I fed it to them this morning as I reminisced about last night and Zawji, sitting on the pier.

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They gave us roses last night too and other flowers. I got a red rose first. Then I went down to the water. I hadn’t been down there in a while. I think since I got Lu. But I jumped at the opportunity last night, since Lu was parked. It was aight. I went under the pier and took a picture so you could see how it looked, but it looks better at night. I’ll try and post the picture later, In sha Allah. The computer gods are trippin’ today.

So, when I left the pier to go down to the water, I asked the Security if it would be a problem when I tried to get back in. He emphatically assured me that there would be no problem.

But when I was on my way back, I noticed the sign that I couldn’t see from the other side that said, “Exit Only” and I was like “Wtf?” and the security was no where to be found. The new guy wouldn’t let me in and I had to go all the way around back to the entrance.

So, I got another rose. This one was grafted – mixed orange and yellow.

I got a Calla Lily too. I think it was grafted too because it was orange and yellow too. I think Calla Lilys are white by nature.

But I had to ask what kind of flower it was and when the vendor told me, I immediately thought about “Stage Door.” Let me see if I can find that clip. BRB

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Yesterday I saw some triathletes training. I caught them swimming from wherever they had left their bikes to the Pier.

I think that was the best part of the three sports.

One man kept swimming right on past the pier.

A couple of women stayed in the water when they were supposed to get out and just talked for a while.

Then a few other men stayed and played in the waves before beginning the run on the sand back to the bikes.

That looked like so much fun! I would like to do something like that. But I’m not much of a runner. Never have been… And I wouldn’t be much of a competitor as far as trying to finish first. I would like to take my time and just enjoy the athleticism of the activity.

It’s so funny because I ride the bike paths on the streets and I ride like I drive. Very Slowly. Everybody seems to be in such a hurry! I enjoy the trip – taking in the sights and sounds and making frequent stops in stores and shopping like I’m married to a billionaire. That is one of my favorite pasttimes. I get baskets and everything sometimes. Other times, I just pick out my favorite items and talk to the salespeople.

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I saw dolphins at the beach yesterday too. They are so amazing. They look like they are having so much fun. And are absolutely beautiful. They were my firstborn’s favorite animal when she was growing up. So even though we are mortal enemies now, I still have fond memories of her growing up.

Seeing the dolphins also confirmed my observation that Summer is over. I haven’t seen them since Spring. I think they don’t like the crowds like me. I haven’t seen the seals either since Spring. They like to play in the waves and that’s where the people like to play too. So, maybe they’ll be back since Summer’s over.

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The lifeguards are training too. They are using a rowboat, I guess because they can go farther out into the water. But it’s so silly because one of them is a female and if she could just see how she looks….she would choose a career more suited to her gender.

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Last night was aight. I mean the music was good but the band was gay, so I couldn’t stay. I don’t know what kind of lyrics they put over that music. All I heard was something like, “I want to change the future.” And that was enough for me.

I like the future. It’s in my favor and not theirs (homos). So, I left.

I went to the spot and one of Zawji’s Doppels came and went to sleep on the bench right next to mine. I left before he woke up.

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The good thing about going to shows is that you find out about more shows. I found out about this Brass Band that’s going to be performing next Saturday, I think. The 5th. I’ve never seen a Brass Band outside of New Orleans. I definitely want to go. I’m going to do my best to make it, In Sha Allah.

Tomorrow is the Central Avenue Jazz Fest. It’s usually fun but I looked at the lineup and it’s a bunch of devils. Most of the people I used to go see are the names of the stages now. :/ So, I don’t know. I probably will just because I don’t have anything better to do. I hope I don’t get too frustrated, annoyed and ulitmately pissed off…

So anyway, it’s early and I haven’t taken my shower yet, so I think I’ll go do that now. I may write later. In sha Allah.

If I don’t, have a great day! Do something fun and exciting! 😀

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OMG, I almost forgot! Last night they did this segment where they had told people to send them stories about The Twilight Concert Series and they had the best stories there.

So, of course, life is about love. So they brought up the Love Story First.

There was a couple who had met three years ago, that week, at the TCS and they came up and told their story, then the man proposed and she accepted.

Then the host admitted that there was no TCS stories. They just staged the whole thing so he could propose.

It probably would have been more romantic for me if the two Sisters who had come and stood right next to me hadn’t spoiled it by saying, “He’s probably going to propose…”

Ordinarily, I would have tagged along with them when they left. I mean, it looked like we were together, and I’m apt to do that type of thing. But they were like the women in my family. MEAN. And spoiling my happiness. But worst, made me love them and meanness. But I didn’t go with them. Al Hamdulillah!!!

I stayed by myself. I think that shows progress.

I’m okay being self-sufficient or at least Zawji is sufficient.

If I had gone with them, I wouldn’t have gotten the popcorn. 😉

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