بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِ الرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم
السَّلَامُ عَلَيْكُمْ
As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Beloved Brothers and Sisters!
I pray Allah you are well and enjoying abundant blessings from our Saviour Master Fard Muhammad, to Whom Praises are due forever! I am happy to write that I am the same. I thank Allah! Al Hamdulillah!
It is the last day of July and I can already feel Summer slipping away…
It has been eventful for me to say the least!
I began an official M.G.T. Garment and Oh My God! When I tried it on, I looked like the Sun! I was literally glowing golden and bright. I could not believe it. But alas, when my son and I got pulled over by the Pigs, they impounded his car with my beautiful garment in it. But they can’t stop my go. In Sha Allah, I am going to go buy more material today! Allah u Akbar!
We are preparing for his Senior Year in High School and then it’s off to MOREHOUSE, In Sha Allah!
I will be all up in the A too, My Babies, please believe!
Malibu is just as beautiful as ever. I have never seen the ocean so blue anywhere. I joined the gym and it’s pretty cool. All of the dance classes seem to be taught by homosexuals, so I’m cool. Also, I don’t think it is fair that they have classes which they do not advertise. Very cliquish. And deceptive. So idk.
My bathing suit finally arrived. I am a little disappointed because I purposely chose the one with the top that reached the knees however when I put it on, it only came to mid-thigh. Plus, the pigs stole my surf shoes, so I’m going to have to order another pair. I loved them though. I worked out in them too.

I feel really self conscious about showing my legs so I’ll wear a long skirt too, In Sha Allah.
Just got out of jail. Broke into a house I thought was vacant and the pigs busted me and arrested me. Just when it seemed like me and Zawji were about to get it together. But it seems as if that always happens. As-Shaytan is ever seeking to keep us apart. It could be his slave name though. I refuse to go back to a slave name. And he seems just as adamant about keeping it as I am about refusing it. So, Idk.
But I was going to go to Law School, so I have been rather fortunate in my court appearances.
I don’t know why these public defenders chose their careers. They are not interested in justice. They seem to only care about publicity and fame.
The last time I went to jail, I was severely abused by the police and my attorneys were hell bent on trying to get me to sue. I was like, “Every time I get arrested, I get abused, and I have tried to sue before, where were you at then? No thank you. I’m not trying to be the female Rodney King. I just want to get back to Malibu.”
So, I recently came into some money and I was thinking I would like to make my pilgrimage to Mecca (HAJJ) this year, since it is coming up. But it seems as if the police, government, and the powers-that-be are holding me as a prey, just as our Beloved Messenger (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) Taught us. Every time I go to court, they find three new charges that I hadn’t known about. But Allah u Akbar.
I went to court today and my attorney was like, “There’s no offer for a plea bargain so I’m going to try and get you a bail review in five days or a court appearance in two weeks.
But my last attorney tried the same thing. “Bail Review” means, I’m going to be sitting in jail waiting for the day to come up. I was like, “Nah man, get me an offer and try and get me “Time Served.”
So we get in the court and the judge was very much in opposition to anything in my favor. He denied any type of offer and would not give me time served. Set my bail at $1000 but my papers said, $50,000. AND 180 days in county jail.
I was like, “Why can’t you give me “Time Served?” He said, “Because you violated you probations.” I was like, “That’s plural. How can I have violated twice? Give me time served!”
He was like, “No, whoopty whoop whoop…” I was the last case and he left the bench with his short pants under his robe. I could see his legs and his socks.
And I was like, “I’m getting out today. Watch.”
And Al Hamdulillah, I’m sitting on the beach right now, with Al Falaq (daybreak) in view. Al Hamdulillah!!! Allahu Akbar!!!
It’s so crazy because there’s a lot of witches or Voodou in the jails. You would think your mind is playing tricks on you.
I’m kind of upset because I missed a free concert by the Santa Monica Symphony AND The Central Avenue Jazz Festival.
I had sent my baby Wynnie (Marselis) 🙂 an e-mail about two months ago asking him to come outchere and bless the mic. But I think they only allow West Coast artists to perform.
The Watts Towers Jazz Fest is coming in September, I think. Let me see the lineup. BRB.
OH MY GAWD!!! The lineup is FYAH!!! First, the homegirl, Keschia Potter is performing. Then Karen Briggs, Some NEW ORLEANS band!!! And the Jazz All-Stars featuring Patrice Rushen. The whole event is honouring our Dear Beloved Brother Ndugu who passed earlier this year. (He was the drummer on “Billie Jean.)”

So cheah, I’m working on another blog, but it’s turning out to be one of those long, important ones and I have to take my time and get it right. So, I thought I would just do an update that would usually go in my diary.
Man, I splurged and bought some Beats By Dr. Dre headphones. The button to call the guards in the New Orleans jail is so fire, I call it Beats by Dre. Then I get these and when they turn on, they are just as bad but in STEREO!!!! Bomb.com.
Anyway, the Sun is getting high in the sky and I know the tourists are about to come and push me off of my beach. My phone is about twenty per cent so no more WiFi anyway.
Bout to push to dtla, In Sha Allah, and start again…
As-Salaam ‘Alaikum!
Oh yeah! I changed my name again! HAKIMAH ALLAH!!! 😉
I really think this one is going to stick. I mean what name could be be better than one of WISDOM!!! And my son! I don’t know but I think I picked a WINNER! Low Key, Master Fard Muhammad,To Whom Praises are Due Forever, gave me this Name too.
So cheah. In Sha Allah, My Headstone will read HAKIMAH ALLAH ❤ ❤ ❤ 🙂
السَّلَامُ عَلَيْكُمْ!