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

So Wynton’s album is dropping on Prince’s birthday. I mean, that’s when the premiere is. June 7.

Do you think W likes Prince? I think I recall him saying he doesn’t like ANY popular (“pop”) music.

I understand because I think there are many musicians who don’t listen to popular music. Miles’ wife said he used to listen to Classical music.

And I met a Brother back in the nineties who didn’t listen to radio. I was incredulous. My whole world revolved around the radio back in those days.

And we were in his car! Can you imagine not listening to the radio in the car!

I was working for a music video production company but I had my own Entertainment News Show before I started working there.

In any case, the Brother was giving me a ride to a record label where I was scheduled to interview these guys.

That day was pivotal in the direction of my life. That was the first time I experienced worlds’ colliding.

My boss didn’t want me to go. She told me once she wished she had an entertainment news program. I was young and didn’t realize she was possibly envious of me.

I also didn’t see any conflict of interest. But she wanted me to join her “girls.” Still does.

I was happy doing my own thing. But didn’t realize how powerful and dangerous the entertainment industry can be.

Anyway, when worlds collide, all kinds of stuff starts happening and we never made it.

If I knew what I know now, I might have trodded on. But I was just doing it for fun. And trodding is not fun. It’s werk!

But we plan and Allah Plans. Surely ALLAH is the BEST of PLANNERS!

I launched a lot of musical careers with my show – Cee-Lo, Black Eyed Peas, Badu and others I can’t recall it’s been so long.

But anyway, ALLAH is The Best of Planners.

M.G.T. are not supposed to work anyway. 🙂 We are FREE!!! Allah u Akbar! Al Hamdulillah!

So, I’ve always had a healthy fear of Prince.

The first time I saw him, I was maybe six or seven and the image of him naked on a white horse, with his hair done like a woman’s and his arms covering his chest like he had breasts like a woman, really CREEPED me out.

I have an innate sense of right and wrong that other people don’t seem to possess. At least not to the same degree.

Then I saw the “Automatic” video and got creeped out some more.

Then I heard “Little Red Corvette” and I realized, this man is just nasty.

But in Junior High my Best Friend was his biggest fan.

It didn’t help that their birthdays were on the same day.

I mean she used to come to school with a lace ribbon over one eye and lace gloves. Probably purple.

She used to do his dance with one leg in front of the other one, then behind, then in front then behind, across the floor and finish it off with a half-split.

I know, birds of a feather. But I still was not cool with him. Especially when “E—– City” dropped. But he was growing on me.

I mean the whole world was divided musically between him and Mikey, but I have never been one to like popular artists. I guess I’m like other musicians in that way.

When I would go to the mall with my friends, they were buying Michael Jackson posters and buttons and I bought Stymie and Mr. T.

I just cannot resist cute little Black boys. They are so adorable. Tell me you don’t wanna squeeze him.

I had a lil’ cousin when I was in High School who I used to take everywhere with me. He was about three or four and couldn’t say “ch” Which makes sense because now I am an amateur linguist and “ch” and “j” are very harsh sounds. They are almost aggressive and antagonistic. I know “ch” is not apart of our original language (Arabic) and I have heard many people say the “j” was not a part of spoken language during the time of Jesus.

In Arabic, his name is ISA. Janet Jackson named her son Isa too. After Prophet Isa (Jesus).

I believe these harsh sounds originated after the making of the devil caucasian race, who was made to shed blood and make mischief.

Anyway, he couldn’t say “l” either. Which takes a little more effort than “n” which his “l’s” ended up sounding like.

So I would often take him to Thrifty’s around the corner from my house and buy him an ice cream cone for a dime(!). I would ask him what flavour he wanted and he would invariably say, “I want brown.” LOL A little Afrocentric Brother after my own heart. 🙂

But I told him that flavour was called “Chocolate.” And he would reply, “I want SHOCKANIT.” So cute!!!

The Game was one of those irresistible little bitches too. (I haven’t forgotten our subject 😉) Let me see if I can find his baby picture.

See what I’m saying?

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So, last Summer, I was homeless in Santa Monica but spent the majority of my time in “The ‘Bu.”

It was only one amazing busride up the California Coast. PCH, Baby!

And I had a tap card too!?!? Pshhhh, it was on and popping! Nigga, whut!!!???

So, anyway. Like I said, I was homeless and if you’ve never been homeless. You just will never be able to understand what it’s like.

I often say that everyone should be homeless at least once in their lifetime. It teaches a resourcefulness that just cannot be learned elsewhere.

It also teaches a profound GRATEFULNESS.

Anyway, there were many nights I spent on the streets waiting for the Sun to come up. So, I figured I might as well sit at the bus stop and wait for the buses to start running. Consequently, I would be on the first bus to Malibu and would spend the entire day and sometimes the night out there.

The stars are so beautiful in The ‘Bu.

I noticed the “Drinking Gourd” is truthfully in the North.

But the skies in The Southern part of the United States are WAY better! I’m starting to recuperate from the bout of homesickness I’ve been battling. In part because I realize that this is worse.

So, I noticed an intelligent-looking Brother on the bus reading a book. And the book looked so familiar I thought it was Message To The Blackman in America by The Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) and I was stunned.

I had to get a closer look. So, I looked closer and discovered it was The Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) but the book was “The Fall of America.”

Everybody likes that book. They might not be ready for Message to the Blackman yet, but anybody in their right mind likes The Fall of America and How To Eat To Live too.

So, anyway, I bit.

We started rapping and he asked my name. I told him and asked his name. I found out he wasn’t in the Nation and had other books he was reading. I am pretty sure I was aware that he was Prince’s Doppelganger from the moment I saw him. But it didn’t matter to me, so I can’t say for certain.

Eventually, he got off the bus. He told me he worked at this “private” beach resort.

It’s not really private but it’s way in the cut so people can’t just pass by and see it and go there.

But the people who do go there (mostly devils or Christian foreigners) act like everything is theirs. IT ANNOYS ME TO NO END. They have the aggravating tendency to call everything, “Our.” “Our beach;” “Our music;” (jazz) “Our planet” I HATE IT! Because I KNOW and THEY KNOW that the only part of OUR PLANET that they were divinely given is the hills and cavesides of Europe – the WORST part of our planet.

But they have taken over 90 per cent of the entire Earth.

IMPERIALIST DEVILS!

Their time is up though. The Blackman is reclaiming his place and removing the devils. Hence this war that Trump is so actively trying to win. But he might as well just commit suicide. It’s Christianity vs. Islam. And THEY DON’T STAND A CHANCE. We are removing them by degrees. You don’t want to wait until The Fire to choose Islam. Trust me.

So, I didn’t spend every night on the street and it was about a month before I was on that first bus again.

But he got on and sat near me.

I don’t know what he did this time, but I ended up saying something to him again and he moved over closer to where I was seated.

Now, you know Prince is hypersexual and this doppelganger had sex oozing out of every pore.

I had to move away a little.

But I couldn’t help wondering why I kept running into him.

I don’t believe in coincidences and I have often felt pressure from people who want me to sing. So, thoughts and images of “Vanity” and “Appolonia” and Sheila ran through my head. And I thought to myself, he doesn’t seriously think I am going to be his next slut, does he?

And don’t act like Sheila’s not a slut. Krush Groove.

So, he greeted me by name and I told you I wasn’t sweating him and had completely forgotten his name.

I humbly asked him to refresh my memory.

Why did he say “MICHAEL?”

I never took that bus again.

But I can’t front.

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