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Thursday

March 16, 2017

Late Afternoon

NEW ORLEANS

Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

I was going to make this a blog, but I feel like being brutally honest and i can’t be that open and honest with my readers. Only you.

So cheah.

I went to the homeless place but they told me you have to be referred. So, I would have had to go to a shelter and it’s not that serious especially since she gave me a few sheets with housing agencies and low-income apartments and transitional living places where I would have my own room.

That is a major concern now, after last night when I almost got a roommate.

I’m trying to move next month. Because Derrick is too anxious to put someone else up in here with me and well, you know… I cannot have a roommate. I was willing to try, but this time of being by myself just reinforced my independence. In sha Allah, I’ll make it through the month without having to get a roommate, In Sha Allah, but I’m leaving come the first, In sha Allah.

She gave me too many options to have to have a roommate for too long.

I’m not like most people.

Why did he move in a devil who used to be in the NGE? SMH She came up to me talking bout “Peace Earth” I was like What? LOL I put her in her place quickly. She tried to tell me what the NGE believes. I told her I know what they believe after all they got it from us. And just walked away.

She’s a joke. A devil in the NGE. SMH

But anyway, I’m gonna try and get on some of these waiting lists so I can hurry up and get my own place. I’m anxious for Ibni to come out here.

One of the places on the list, I went to when I first came out here. It was nice. I wonder if I’m still on the list. Let me call them. BRB Yeah, I figured they would be closed. It’s after six. But you know me. I don’t take no for an answer.

I wanna eat my sunflower seeds. Where did they come up with the term “poly seeds?” LOL How did they get “poly” from sunflower? Anyway. I can’t type and eat at the same time. Not those anyway.

I’m watching New Jersey Drive. It’s aight. I mean it’s better than that other movie with Nas and DMX. The acting is better, so I’m gonna say the director is better. I can’t even remember the name of the other movie it was so bad.

Everybody is talking about the movie Get Out. I have no desire to see no movie about an interracial relationship. I don’t even know why Black people allow ourselves to get caught up in the devils’ hype. Blind, deaf and dumb sheep, I guess.

I’ve got a new favorite radio station. It’s a new station. Throwback 96.3 I think, or something. They play music from the nineties when we were in our twenties, so you know I am digging it. It’s not lit or nothing but it’s nostalgic and I’m with that.

Downside is they play bad music from that time too. I wish I could skip or ban artists. Like on slacker or tidal.

I went to Family Dollar and got a frame for your picture, Love. They’re playing some song that is making me feel some kinda way. It sounds familiar but I don’t know what it is or who sings it. It’s called “I’m so alone” I think. It’s about death or an ended relationship. It’s sad. I would skip it if I could. I don’t like songs that make me sad. Life is too valuable to put yourself through sadness unnecessarily. I turned it off. I can’t take it.

It’s easy to wait until it goes off. 🙂

I’ve learned that. Nothing bad lasts forever. Just be patient, it’s going to end soon enough. That’s why I can listen to music with other people – djs and whatnot. If they play a song I don’t like sometimes I leave, other times I just wait. Depends on if I have something to do or somewhere else I could go.

At Mardi Gras, I waited.

Man, I never thought I would ever go to Mardi Gras!

It feels good saying I’ve been. I feel privileged because I know so many people wish they could go.

I even got your fedora! I’m so blessed! That fedora was bomb. You know I had to floss. 😀

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Now they’re playing I miss you by Aaron Hall. What is up? Are you trying to tell me something?

I hate when you make me think about stuff like that. And you know it. Stop depressing me for nothing. Why are you depressing me? You just like playing with me, Buster.

I can wait.

I got some manicure implements too. I stole them. It’s so easy to steal from Family Dollar. But when I went to Rite Aid, they were watching me like a hawk! I sure was about to walk out with that charger, but I procrastinated and she got hip. I should have just left but cold feet. I got it on sale though so I can still go see Corey Henry. That was close. I almost had to spend my transportation. I could probably walk now that I think about it. I just have to look at my map to see what would be the quickest way.

New Orleans is crazy. When they told me it was a circle I really didn’t believe them. But it’s true. If you keep going, you’re going to run into the same street. It’s crazy. That’s probably why the buses are so crazy. I’ve figured it out for the most part.

I’m still learning how to pronounce streets.

Trip this. I live by a street spelled LEONIDAS but they pronounce is LEONDAS like the “i” is silent or something. LOL I love New Orleans. I learned how to say “How ya duuhn” like they do too today. I’ve been working on that since last year. I finally got it. I usually say “As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum” but sometimes I feel like a native. 🙂

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

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MONDAY

MARCH 13, 2017

8:29 P.M.

NEW ORLEANS

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Ma Beloved and Beautiful Asiatic Black Bebies!!!

I did it!

I went to the hospital and as usual Zawji was right.

I feel one thousand per cent better.

I didn’t even know I was suicidal

BUT

When I finally got in

(you know I resisted :/ )

I just started thinking and feeling bad and worse and just eventually gave in and admitted it.

My life was going nowhere.

I had nowhere to go.

Nothing to do.

Nobody to talk to

(except Ibni but he’s a teenager and I don’t want to impose on his fun and eventful teenage life)

SO

I just took the time to regroup

AND

Plan my next move

AND

I know I’ve said it before but NEW ORLEANS is TOPS when it comes to placement.

Also mental health treatment and facilities.

It makes me wonder why I have such a hard time checking myself in when I need help.

I know.

It’s hard admitting I need help.

I’m fiercely independent

BUT

This time I learned how to submit.

When I and Zawji get together I’m going to have to submit to him

AND

That’s new for me.

I’m used to having my own way ALL THE TIME.

BUT

This time, they paired me with a roommate who was not having it.

AND

I gave in to her with no fight.

She was mad.

She wanted to fight.

BUT

Zawji told me

If I can submit to a woman he knows I can submit to him.

I feel like there is no woman better than me in the universe so why should I submit to one?

Thus, his reasoning.

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So, I passed Homemaking for the Blackwoman Graduate Course How To Take Care Of Your Husband 402

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While I was in the hospital I blogged and wrote my son a letter.

I think I’m going to include them both here instead of writing two more blogs

First, the letter:

I WOULD RATHER YOU BE A GARBAGE MAN THAN A PROFESSIONAL ATHLETE!

Provide something useful to our nation – products or services.

NOT SPORT AND PLAY!!!

Please, Please, Please Clear Your Mind of any such thoughts.

These are only distractions from the essential work of building Allah’s Kingdom.

We only know YOU and those other darling children we met at S.D.

The responsibility is therefore on YOU!

* Food * Clothes * Shelter * Transportation * Communication * Sanitation

Please, Please, Please consider FARMING

WE CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT FOOD – AGRICULTURE!

You cannot imagine how proud I would be to say, “MY SON IS A FARMER!!!“

Cows (Milk)! Beans! Vegetables! Wheat! Chickens (Eggs!) Fruit!!!

Believe it or not, there are TWO companies out here –

A.J.’s Produce and Bubba’s Produce

I kid you not. On YOU. They are out here and you know who they are…

ENGINEERING is also CRUCIAL.

Problem-solving and developing products to help our nation survive. We are beyond building. We have to thrive and grow now.

When was the last time you invented something?

~ Umi

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So, the hospital placed me in a really cool spot.

The owners are a cool Black couple.

They remind me of me and Zawji.

Probably because they’re the Beautiful Ones.

But I hope they don’t break each others hearts or whatever Prince said they do every time.

Anyway.

I have a radio and  I’m listening to my favorite New Orleans station (WYLD 98.5 – Google it) and Keith Sweat is playing all these love songs.

I haven’t heard R&B in a LONG Time.

I’ve been listening to second line and New Orleans music like (“Side piece” SMH ya’ll know what I’m talm bout SMH) I would post a video but I’m scared to actually listen to it. They have another song talm bout “Get out” too. But I think that one is getting played out. It’s funny NO has local music. )

So, I get out the hospital TODAY, get settled in, turn on the box and hear ALL these love songs and can’t stop thinking about my Beloved Sweetest Zawji.

It’s like he’s doing it on purpose.

I’ve been locked up over a week and now that I’m out, he’s like
“ALL YOU’RE GOING TO THINK ABOUT IS ME!!!”

What can I do?

I was reading some old e-mails I sent him last year and resent a couple of them.

I don’t know what to do

BUT

Think about him.

So, I’m gonna do that for a while.

This chocolate isn’t helping either. 😛

BRB

Okay, now I’m going to type the blogs I wrote while I was in the hospital just so I can keep a record for myself of where my head was at.

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FRIDAY, MARCH 10, 2017

10:22 A.M.A.D.-JAMAL

NEW ORLEANS

I’m sitting here drinking this delicious coffee I know is making me shake! I got my Holy Qur’an. I’ve been reading but I want to write/plan.

Dr. Appt. Tuesday إن شاء الله

Trying to obtain housing but can’t afford to fix tooth.

Tooth is more important.

I can get housing anytime.

إن شاء الله I’ll be able to keep my appointment. And at least START the process! I’m anxious to get it out of the way. It’s terrible having to walk around and talk to people with a messed up grille. Embarrassing! But Allah is the Best Planner. Let me see if I can get out Monday. BRB I’ma talk to the Social Worker. إن شاء الله NM. الله told me just let it be. I can get an appt. anytime but I don’t want to start the discharge process and end up with nothing. I want to stay here as long as I can.

My food stamps came in today. But I still WANT to eat out at a restaurant. Self-Discipline. Wheat Bread, cream cheese & capers, cookies, milk, fish and fruit. I’ma hideout in the catcave a while. Kill some time. Lay Low. Get my cloak. Maybe the Tower instead. I’ll be glad when my P is over. Good I didn’t have to buy pads tho! الله أكبر

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SATURDAY, MARCH 11, 2017
(Happy Birthday Amir! 🙂 )

11:45 A.M.A.D.-JAMAL

NEW ORLEANS

Almost lunchtime. I had a really good night. At first thought was going to be worse than the worst nite of my life (when I tried to be a prostitute :/ ), turned out to be the third best (after 1. that last night at the club with Zawji and 2. when I gave birth to Ibni).

Felt like all my dreams came true. Everybody in my family was happy and peaceful. Almost all my friends. I’m still having trouble with Erika. I feel like she’s jealous. But she’s going to be happy for us too. Well, she IS in this new world. But I’ll get to that later. 😉 But I was truly happy and at peace! الحمد لله الله أكبر

I’m hungry for lunch. I weigh 148 lbs. Jamal noticed I gained weight! 🙂 He is the sweetest! He’s not here today. 😦 I might see him before I leave on Monday. إن شاء الله I’m excited about leaving. Entering a new chapter. I’ma apply for low-income housing so Ibni can come visit me in the Summer.

I’m gonna act like none of the horrible things in my life happened and create a new world where I’m truly and everybody else is TRULY happy no lies. No fakeness. The Hereafter!

So, I’m leaving on Monday. I can keep my dentist appt! Yaaaay!

The doctor said I have a lot of talent. I didn’t ask her how she knew. I’m scared to be famous زوجي says. I think he’s right. I’m afraid it’s going to make me rich and I don’t want to be mean to people like Fatima was to me.

Money and fame change people and I like me the way I am.

So, I’m running from it.

I know they want me to be Ella. Or play the tambourine. Or something. But A. I don’t want to coon and B. I don’t want to change.

So, I’ll just sing for whomever happens to be around when I’m coloring. LOL 😛 And زوجي, of course.

Billy Dee said he only started acting in order to buy art supplies. LOL.

I’m like that.

😛

I just want زوجي and الله to be pleased. زوجي is always right. Kim (who owns the place I’m staying in now) says she is always right too. We’ll see.

I’m glad I came to the hospital. I’m off the street and I can apply for low-income housing. Section 8 too. إن شاء الله without living on the street.

I’ma buy a day pass on Tuesday and pick up my cloak إن شاء الله.

IHOP or Clio’s for a good meal and settle in.

Grocery store for food.

Bread, milk, cream cheese, capers, kippers, fruit, veggies, beans, fish, garlic, rosemary, ice cream, cookies.

الحمد لله

الله أكبر

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SUNDAY, MARCH 12, 2017

1:12 P.M.

NEW ORLEANS

I was going to write Jamal a letter but why? He’s sweet but he’s not MY JAMAL. I like him like I like Broke and Corey and Thomas (the Zulu) – A LOT – But I can’t get with neither of them. So why entertain them? One man – Amad Jamal. I have no time or space to waste on anyone else. It’s better to be homeless than live with a man other than My Baby, Jamal. That’s what I learned in Graduate Homemaking Class – How To Take Care Of Your Husband 401. It’s Better To Be Homeless Than To Live With A Man Other Than Your Husband.

I had to take remedial Muslim classes because I failed the Christian classes with Costello LOL :/ I should have learned then. I got it now.

It is better to be homeless than live with a man other than Amad-Jamal.

100%!!!

I Love Him So Much It’s INEXPLICABLE!

I KNOW he is the man Allah Created Me To Help.

I just have to wait until the proper time and place.

New Orleans is the place now.

I don’t know how long.

I don’t want to live anywhere else.

I got stagnant for a minute but زوجي remedied the situation.

إن شاء الله I’ll be able to take some classes at the Rec Center. Summer is coming! إن شاء الله I’ll have my place and Ibni can come.

I can’t believe it’s almost been a year since I left L.A. June I went to the A. July NO. Jan LA. Feb NO. I think I live here now. Maybe I’ll get an I.D. but I want to change my name. Man. Here I go again. I was in this exact same predicament in 2008. It’s going to be interesting to see how زوجي works this out.

I have to get my birth certificate, my name change document, change my name in court, then get a Louisiana I.D. simple enough 🙂

I wonder if I can just change my name with my California I.D. Hmmmmmmm

I’ll have to look into that.

It was easy to do in L.A. Should be easy here too.

Anybody changed their name in Louisiana???

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Thanks!!!

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I can’t stop thinking about that Tiffany’s diamond!

Here’s a poem I wrote in the hospital…

JAZZ WAS BORN IN HEAVEN

LOUIS ARMSTRONG IT’S FATHER

NELLIE LUTCHER MOTHER

BASIN WAS THE STREET

TUBAS AND TRUMPETS ANNOUNCED IT’S BIRTH

TROMBONES, THE FIRST WAIL

2ND LINES PARADED THROUGH

THE ONLY TOWN WHERE FUNERALS

MASK AS FESTIVALS

TASSLED UMBRELLAS DANCED HIGH IN THE AIR

AS HORSE-DRAWN CARRIAGES WEAVED IN AND OUT

OF PURPLE, GOLD AND GREEN CLAD PARTY-GOERS

TOSSING CONFETTI BEADS AND STREAMS

FAT TUESDAY WAS MOST LIKELY THE DATE

HEAVEN, THE PLACE

ALSO KNOWN AS NEW ORLEANS

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OMG! I had THE BEST MEAL!!!

I knew about this restaurant (halal) but it was so far from everything, I threw the flier away.

Well, turns out the spot I’m in now is walking distance, so I G’d it, found it and went and had the best meal I’ve had since I went to McCormick & Schmidt’s two years ago and this was much better.

The restaurant is called Lebanon’s Cafe.

I had the sauteed vegetables and OH MY GOD!

They were covered in feta and mozarella cheese (and the variety of vegetables was outstanding. I had broccoli, cauliflower, green beans, green and red bell peppers, eggplant, onions, tomatoes, squash) and it was absolutely amazing. They roasted it in the same pan it was served to me in and it was layered over a bed of Basmati rice and it was delectable! Cost the same as IHOP but tastes ten times as good AND you get twice as much food.

They also have something called Lebanon-styled Iced Tea and it was like drinking roses. So Good and refreshing! I would kill for the recipe. I think I might pick some roses and make a tea out of the petals. It tasted that good.

Anyway. I’m sorry I had to move over here to try them out. Would have been well worth the trip from downtown and there’s a streetcar stop right out front. (St. Charles)

Next time, I’ma try the salmon! إن شاء الله

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(I have to remind myself occasionally that this is a HOMEMAKING BLOG 🙂 )

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MESSAGE TO THE BLACKMAN

 

Zawji Allah! Help me to accept the things I don’t want to change. The courage to believe it’s true and the wisdom to know that it’s true without a doubt.

 

SUNDAY

MARCH 5, 2017

7:13 A.M.A.D.-JAMAL

NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA

 

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Ma Bebies!!!

I’m at IHOP again and there is the most adorable little angel, her mom did her hair in two afro puffs on top of her head with cornrows in the front. I’m gonna have to remember that style. It and She are so cute. Black Babies are the BEST!

I saw the sunrise this morning and perfected my sunrise song.

I found that I always sing when I watch the sunrise, so yesterday I made up a song.

I would make a video if my phone wasn’t tripping and my laptop doesn’t make videos. 😦

I would also post the lyrics but I hate when writers put the lyrics to songs.

It’s so frustrating because I need to hear the melody. So I’m not going to subject you to such frustration. I’ll just wait until my phone feels like letting me take pictures/videos.

Especially since the melody is the best part of the song!

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I was able to take a picture of the ocean liner that came in this morning. It was a Norwegian cruise line. Let me see if I can get online. Nope.

I’m interested in where it travels.

BUT

Here is the picture.

Sorry, Zawji doesn’t want me to post the picture. 😦

Let me see if I can find out where it travels. BRB

Cheah. It’s better than the Carnival. They have three week packages. And travel to Puerto Rico and Acapulco and more cool spots.

So, if you are looking for a cruise Norwegian is best.

I just tried to post the picture again. But Zawji says

NOPE!!!

Maybe later.

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I’m going to wash my clothes real good today. I’ve been having them washed at the Community Center but yesterday I was able to wash my shirt out a little and you should have seen the dirt. Man. It was like it’s never been washed. I even put two laundry pods in the wash at the CC. Handwashing is best. You can keep washing until it comes clean, not until the cycle ends.

I’ve got to wash my brand new shoes too. I went to the Jazz Playhouse in the French Quarter and man! One walk through the filthy French Quarter will have your shoes BLACK!

I would just say forget it and let them turn grey like my Chux. I used to think, “You don’t have to worry about getting dirty, if you’re already dirty” LOL

But I told the salesman I would try and keep them clean. So, my word is bond. I’m going to try. At least.

I’m going to think positive. Allahu Akbar!!!

The Library doesn’t open until one today. I guess I’ll walk around and see if I can find something legal to get in to. LOL

~ As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum!

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THURSDAY

MARCH 2 , 2017

9:00 A.M.A.D.-JAMAL

NEW ORLEANS

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Beautiful Asiatic Black Bebies!!!

Yesterday was so peaceful!

Everybody was walking around with ashy foreheads trying to be good.

LOL

Somebody asked me what I was giving up for Lent.

I told her nothing.

I’m good EVERY DAY!!!

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It was SO PEACEFUL!!!

I realized this morning, rather I found out this morning that a lot of businesses close the entire week!

I also just found out that Lent lasts until Easter!!!

Allahu Akbar!!!!!

Let me G when is Easter.

BRB

April 16

Easter is the second wickedest “holiday” in America.

I wonder when does Daylight Savings Time begin.

BRB

WOW!!!!

It’s next Sunday!!!!!

March 12!!!!!

Yaaaaayyyyy!!!!!!!!

I love Daylight Savings Time!!!!!!!

It means SPRING is here!

Let me see when is the Spring Equinox.

BRB

WOW!!!!!

March 20th!!!!!!!

I’ve got to remember that.

I like to commemorate the change in seasons.

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I found a Brother who sells bikes in NOLA

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In Sha Allah (If it Pleases Allah) I’m going to buy a pink one with a pink wicker basket and a cup holder.

Here is the website http://www.nolacitylights.com.

He delivers too.

His name is Wayne and his phone number is (504) 314-5785.

He’s cool.

I hope he sells locks and chains too.

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Well, I guess I’m gonna go to the library and see what the weather is like in the N.O.

I’m watching “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” and she is just like me.

Unfortunately, although everyone else wants to be like her, I DON’T!

Just like “Janie” in Their Eyes Were Watching God, the BOOK.

I don’t want to be like them.

AGGRESSIVE

But I’ve just got to learn to be myself and love who I am.

REGARDLESS…

Have a FABULOUS De!!!

LOL

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#ILOVENO

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WEDNESDAY

MARCH 1, 2017

10:00 A.M.A.D.-JAMAL

NEW ORLEANS

AS-SALAAMU ‘ALAIKUM BELOVED BLACK BEBIES!!!!

HAPPY FAT WEDNESDAY 😛

LOL

It’s probably something like Mierco Gras.

I had a wonderful first Mardi Gras

2017

I got engaged to a Muslim Brother named T.J.

I told him my name was T too.

Everybody in our family’s name was  T.something

Mine was T.S.

The you-know-what

LOL

He looked just like Zawji

And you should see the ring!

I’ma see if I can find it on Google

BRB

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He showed me the band too.

I’d never seen platinum jewelry in real life as far as I know.

The diamond was unlike any I had ever seen in my life.

And I’ve seen A LOT of diamonds.

It was indescribable.

I’m sure it was the cut.

It looked dark

BUT

Had the rainbows like when I saw Slick Rick.

When the light hit it.

The picture does not show how beautiful it really was.

Platinum is indescribable too.

It was like solid mercury.

But I still prefer yellow gold.

I like yellow.

SO

I just showed them Zawji’s picture.

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Not this one.

The one where he’s clean cut.

No beard and his chef’s uniform.

But without that scary knife.

Let me find it.

BRB

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His cousin tried to beat me to see if I was tough enough to be with him.

I beat her up

When he told her I was his fiancee’

LOL

He was so fine

AND

He likes pineapples

LIKE

ME.

Ibni can’t eat pineapples.

They make him throw up.

It’s so crazy.

With Binti, I could buy anything I liked and we both could eat it.

But Ibni comes along with his own tastes and it was like I was buying for two.

Boyz…

I found out the Zulus are gay.

All those secret societies are based on masonry (the devil’s Islam) so you know they cannot be right.

It’s time for them to be destroyed.

So when I found out the homie was a Zulu and he tossed me a Zulu ball tryna cuff ya gurl

I threw that mf in the basketball hoop

And cracked it open.

I was hoping something was in it.

But it was EMPTY!!!

I felt like he gave me his heart and I broke it open and it was EMPTY!!!

Precognitive Intuition

Like symbolically telling me

If I married him or believed that he really loved me

I would have come up

What???

EMPTY!!!

I knew those Zulus were gay when the King and Queen rode on separate floats.

The King and Queen are supposed to be TOGETHER

AND

Let the children ride on floats behind them.

This makes sense.

But they’re nothing but a perverted branch of masonry or illuminati like the rest of them.

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I SAW SOME INDIANS TOO!!!!!!!

That was crazy because when T.J. left with his cousin

I left too

The parade had gotten out of hand.

I had heard there were devils in the Zulu Social and Pleasure Club

BUT

I didn’t want to believe it.

I saw one

AND

Still didn’t want to believe it.

Then when T.J. left

There was a whole float of them.

When will we learn that all devils do is make mockery of us?

They had on blackface like the zulus, but they had on afro wigs

AND

Nobody acted offended but me and T.J.

We left.

It was insulting.

We separated.

And I got to see what Black Mardi Gras is all about.

It’s just another holiday.

A day when the slavemaster said the slaves didn’t have to work.

So we barbecue pork and get drunk and fight

Like they want us too.

But at least the Black Mardi Gras isn’t full of debauchery like the devils.

Except for my fight with T.J.’s cousin

It was very civilized.

I didn’t see ANY other fights.

AND

I was told there are ALWAYS fights.

Me and T.J. were in the children’s section.

I was surrounded by children (under 13)

And I wondered where the teenagers were.

I thought if we had had teenagers with us,

We could let them walk around like teenagers do

And come back to home base whenever they felt like it

Like teenagers do.

I had fun with the babies

And T.J.’s cuzzins.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I walked around the corner to Lafitte park

AND

Found some purple, gold and green roses that somebody didn’t have enough time to put together and decorate their float with and I saw an adorable little angel and thought it would be fun to put them together and decorate the park with them.

SO

That’s what we did.

She told me I was her friend and offered me some chow.

But Allah Told Me To Fast Until The Festivities Were Over.

SO

I took her to the playground but she didn’t ask her Paw-Paw nor her Maw-Maw if she could go.

So her cousin came and reprimanded her (as he should) for walking off with a stranger (to them).

SO

I went on to the playground

AND

MET

ANOTHER

LITTLE

ANGEL

Named EGYPT

And we played with the Zulu Ball (what was left of it 😛 )

I wanted her to throw it through the hoop

BUT

Egypt  just wanted to throw it.

She was little and a girl

SO

I just let her do her thing.

She threw it like a frisbee.

She offered me some pizza

BUT

I told her I was fasting.

I know if I had eaten some food there

I would have gotten ensnared into the debauchery.

In The Holy Qur’an Sharrieff

Allah WARNS Us

That this world’s life is

“Naught but a sport and a play“

Full of eating and drinking in darkness.

So Muslims fast to get out of it (Revelation 18:4)

*) *)  *) *) *)

The teenagers were at the playground

As they should be.

There was a couple that reminded me of Zawji and me.

He kissed her and turned her into a zombie

LOL

She stood there for about five minutes in a daze

WHILE

HE

PLAYED

BASKETBALL.

I laughed because I could relate.

Zawji can kiss me

AND

I forget my own name

!!!!

It was so funny.

They were dressed alike.

There was a little drama going on with her friend.

Her boyfriend wasn’t there at first.

He came later with a Mardi Gras shirt on.

He was the only one dressed in Mardi Gras attire.

AND

This other teenage Brother was trying to take her from him

BUT

He wouldn’t let him.

THEY

EVEN

BEAT

HIM

UP

!!!!

But it just made their love stronger.

The Brother who made their love stronger had a little Brother.

I liked him.

He taught me how to “hit the quan”

Ibni tried to teach me before

But you have to have the music

WELL

At least IDo

I found out I like to hit the quan and then Nae Nae

I don’t really whip my hair maybe my headpiece

I also like to “dab” on ’em

But I use a hanky or a hand towel (white) preferably one used by some emcee that still has his smell on it. 😛

So after the girls left

I played with this little bad boy named Tavares like all little bad boys

I saw his twin.

He took her hula hoop

And then my twin told his mother.

They were so cute together.

She was him but with hair.

His shirt read “Legend in the Making”

He played football, not basketball yet,

BUT

He watched his little Brothers a little

Then we played frisbee

Till his mother came back.

He showed me an ant colony

And I picked up some Chee-tos to feed to the fish in Armstrong Park.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

We were right next to an Indian Hideout

They almost showed me their step.

BUT

This devil was there ruining everything.

I just igged her.

But D.J. Lou(is) was off the hook.

I was running after a ball and my pants-skirt started falling off

AND

I ALMOST TRIPPED AND FELL

BUT

He changed the music to Second Line

SO

I just played it off like I was doing some footwork

LOL

Thank-you Pops.

I had a good time playing basketball to the music.

He started playing Michael Jackson

I know I told you,

BUT

New Orleanians play A LOT of Michael Jackson

BUT

This time it was a party and I got to dance

And the Sister and her boyfriend sat and watched me whip

AND

Finally snuck off.

I’m happy they worked it out.

They got it like the other couple.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

SO

While the Indians were trying to decide which one of them was going to take me home

I snuck off

AND

Pushed To The Hideout.

😛

Zawji Took Me Home

And Gave Me A Stuffed Animal

A little Penguin Named Sam.

She’s a girl and plays the piano.

Her catch phrase is

“I smell a Froot Loop”

Because when I first saw her I thought she was a Toucan

AND

SHE

TOLD

ME

THOSE

INDIANS

Are zulus and they are all gay.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

The masked Indians I saw were not zulus.

They looked official

They didn’t have on rhinestones and glitter

They had a gun

Indians carry guns now.

They are mad as hell

AND

Want their land back.

Bows and Arrows didn’t work.

They have horses too.

But they don’t show them off.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I had a great time at Mardi Gras 2017

T.J. took pictures of our family.

Sorry

He told me to keep my phone off

So as not to interfere.

He’s on IG

But I don’t know under what name.

Sorry.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I also saw that I have had a positive influence on the New Orleanians.

The first visit I saw some girls with cheerleading skirts on

SO

I

TOLD

THEIR

SPONSOR

They should cover their legs.

AND

In the zulu parade

There was a group of girls in red pants!!!!!!

ALLAHU AKBAR!!!!

I was glad I looked.

That’s the only reason I don’t like parades.

Then men go just to see little girls in little skirts.

PERVERTS!!!

SO

I’m glad I looked when Zawji told me to

SO

I could see that.

Allahu Akbar

Allah is the Greatest!!!

I also accepted that I like tubas now the best.

The Talladega University Band was there all the way from Alabama

AND

THEY

HAD

NINE

TUBAS

!!!!

There were a lot of local high school bands

AND

I kept listening and looking for the quads

BECAUSE

Ibni plays quads in his High School Band

BUT

I didn’t see any.

Ibni is on the right

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

SO

I got up early this morning (before dawn)

AND

Went by Brock’s but he wasn’t outside yet

SO

I went on to see the sunrise over the Mighty Mississippi.

I found out sunshine is solange (so-LANZH) in French.

I found Zawji’s MG Fedora.

It was green with sequins and purple dice beads, gold variety beads and silver disco ball beads and red flashing lights around it.

I took a picture but my laptop be trippin’, right?

BRB

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I had on a purple, gold and green wreath type Katherine Hepburn fur hat

AND

We looked so good together.

We are Cephus and Rycee.

Finishing each others rhymes.

Let me find a video.

BRB

They used to call us “Looney Tunes“

Now we have a child

WHO

IS

“Froot Loops“

LOL

Heeeeeeeey, Ibni !!!!!! 😛

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I just tried to watch that disney movie with the Black Princess.

I knew the prince was not Brown like her

BUT

I thought he was at least CREOLE

Since it is set in New Orleans.

But the clip I saw of the prince he sounded like a Mexican!!!

I hate Disney.

HER accent wasn’t even right.

Why didn’t they get a New Orleanian to do the role?

New Orleanians?

Why can’t the BLACKMAN be a prince, disney?

BECAUSE

He Will Be King One Day, huh?

And that’s just more than you can handle, huh?

It’s hard enough trying to find little Black boys on T.V.

Then here comes the perfect opportunity

To put him in a worthwhile position

AND

YOU

PASS

OVER

HIM

AS

USUAL.

He can be your servant

But

NEVER

A

PRINCE

NOT

EVEN

IN

THE

CASE

OF

A

BLACK

PRINCESS.

They did the same thing when Brandy played Cinderella.

They made her prince Chinese.

Oh!

We have Coming To America

But that’s not for children.

We had “Little Bill”

But try and find a 8-20 years old Black boy on T.V.

Or in the movies.

They put Black girls

BUT

If you know of any shows or movies with young Black Boys (8-20) in intelligent roles

PLEASE

COMMENT

!!!!

THANK-YOU!!!

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Friday, February 24, 2017

11:50 A.M.A.D-JAMAL

New Orleans, Louisiana

As-Salaamu Alaikum Our Beautiful Black Bebies!!!

If you have not read the above book

MESSAGE TO THE BLACKMAN IN AMERICA

By The Honourable Elijah Muhammad
(May the peace and the blessings of Allah forever be upon him)

I would highly recommend that you hurry and do so.

It is getting more difficult to find online.

Two of the websites that used to provide it for free are now discontinued.

Allah, Master Fard Muhammad, to Whom Praises are due forever, is closing your avenues to salvation by degrees.

I believe that movie (Book of Eli) is about Message To The Blackman.
(I’ve never seen it but I can imagine)

It is getting more and more difficult to find.

I don’t even have a hard copy.

It’s in good hands though. 😀

If you have an address and the means, you can order it online or go to a bookstore.

But it is getting harder to find online.

I’m sure one day, it will not be available at all.

So, I highly recommend reading it NOW

AND

Ordering a hard copy

FROM

www.MEMPS.com

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

SO

I decided not to go back to L.A.

I know.

I have a dentist appointment in N.O. next month.

AND

I’m getting N.O. paper

SO

I might as well stay.

Zawji said I can.

So there.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

1:40 p.m.

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FEBRUARY 22, 2017 11:20 A.M.A.D.-JAMAL

HAPPY A.J. DAY!!!!!!!

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum OUR Babies!!!

Well, I don’t know about the “Basehead.”

He’s a little too cocky.

I saw him this morning.

BUT

I was talking to Zawji’s Doppelganger

AND

Yesterday, I stopped talking to him and went with the “Basehead” but the “Basehead” lit up a cigarette and made me feel real cheap.

So, last night Allah Told Me To Tell Him

“If you don’t stop smoking, you cannot come with me to L.A.”

BUT

I don’t even want to talk to him.

I saw him later after I left the Doppelganger

AND

I hid so he wouldn’t see me.

I understand.

It is difficult for Brothers to submit to a woman

BUT

If I’m leading you, you can’t make me mad.

OR

Try to lead me.

You’re going to find yourself on your own.

The Holy Qur’an says

“…leave you in your inordinacy, blindly wandering on.”

I’m going back to L.A.

With or without you.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

It’s going to be difficult saying “See you later” to Rock again.

He has Honey now.

I like to just say nothing and see you if I see you.

When I left L.A., I didn’t say nothing and the last time I left N.O.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I’m just gonna Saviour’s Day

THEN

See what all the fuss is about mardi gras

AND

Push to L.A.

I hate parades.

I like Second Lines.

I hate marches too.

I just wanna go home.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I wrote a poem last night in chapel.

EASY MONEY

Sex & Drugs

Not So Easy

To Lose Yourself

RESPECT

Your Intelligence

Your Decency

Two Things To Test The Best

Man In The Universe

How Are You Going To Support Your Family?

Pimpin’

OR

Slangin’

???

OR

Finding Your Talent

AND

Submitting To The Will of Allah

???

$$$$$

EASY

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February 21, 2017

10:02 A.M.A.D.-JAMAL

New Orleans, Louisiana

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum OUR Beautiful Black Bebies!!!

I’m leaving you again

But I’m not gon tell you when

😥 😥 😥 😥 😥

 4:15 p.m.

Here we go again

I’m taking Raheem back to L.A. with me.

If he don’t make me mad.

I already feel my heartstrings stretching

BETWEEN

Here and L.A.

Rock is in good hands

SO

I know New Orleans is in Good Hands.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I’m going to a wholesome Mardi Gras, In sha Allah.

Children are invited.

SO

In sha Allah

It will be decent.

I’m just trying to find a place where I can be myself in the midst of all the foolishness.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

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FEBRUARY 20, 2017

11:04 A.M.A.D.-JAMAL

AS-SALAAMU ‘ALAIKUM OUR BEAUTIFUL AND BELOVED ASIATIC BLACK BEBIES!!!

Al Hamdulillah!!!!

The West WON!!!!!!

Yayyyyy!!!!

I had a fabulous weekend.

I can’t remember the last time I wrote but so much has happened I don’t know where to start.

In Journalism, we’re taught to get to the meat of the story first, whereas in creative writing, you build up to it.

I’m a Muslim creative journalist, so I’m gonna write about how Allah Wants me to write.

I ran into the “basehead”

I got on the mic at the shelter after chapel service when they asked if anybody had a testimony and I said:

“As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum! I just want to tell all the Black People there is a book called Message To The Blackman in America. Google it. You can read it online for free!”

LOL

I’m so gangsta.

That preacher lady didn’t know what to do!

But the “basehead” (who is not really a base head) saw me and after chapel came up and told me he had shook the devil’s spawn!!!!

I said,

Allahu Akbar!!!

Allah is the Greatest!!!

But there is something about Gods.

We are solitary people and we argue and battle for authority.

So, we got into it this morning and I’m at the library.

I don’t know where he is.

He finds me when Allah allows him to.

I wouldn’t be writing this if I was with him.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I also found a store where I’m going to get my next pair of shoes.

Shoes are extremely important to Black People.

They tell you so much about a person.

Always keep your shoes fresh and cute.

They kept trying to hook me up with some baller niggas all day yesterday.

But I’m cool.

I’ve got the King!

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I had a good time tho.

I got a NBA Allstar bracelet and some beads but instead of beads they’re little basketballs. LOL

You know how people have names that signify what they do?

Alicia KEYS

Cheryl Swoopes.

Well, my mother named me A-NET.

So, I’m not ashamed that I like basketball anymore.

Or horses and guns like Annie Oakley.

Maybe Anet represents all the bad stuff about me.

Like Annie don’t wear no you-know-what’s.

I never would tell anyone my middle name growing up.

I hated it.

It wasn’t Annette like everybody else.

My mother told me she deliberately named me A-Net.

I never asked why.

I hated it.

A-Net.

But I’m never going to ask her, so I’ll just take it to mean that I’m a baller.

I’m not fighting it anymore.

I just do some stuff that boys do.

I don’t like it.

So, I do it in private.

Except play the piano.

I don’t like that sometimes I have to play.

Ball

Piano

But I go crazy when I try to not be myself.

One time I tried to not talk so much.

It almost drove me mad.

I’m always in the hospital anyway.

So, I’m just going to do boy stuff in private.

Or try to.

I can’t help the way I was made.

The things that have made me who I am

ARE

A

Part of Me

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I know who Rock is supposed to be with.

Her name is HONEY.

I was jealous at first.

But then again, I always am a little when Brothers who like me find the one they’re supposed to be with.

But I have Zawji.

So, I’m happy for them.

Sad for me.

But we’re last.

We have to make sure everybody else pairs up then and only then can we get together.

It is what it is.

He taught me something.

Zawji comes first.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

All-Star weekend was a trip.

I was outside the place they had the Legends Brunch

And there was this little red corvette stingray.

That was beautiful.

I sat there because the license plate was Louisiana but it said

GRAMBLING

So I know the owner was a Blackman.

I sat there and waited for him to come out.

Let me G where Grambling is.

I think it’s in the A.

BRB

It’s in Grambling, Louisiana

:/

I had no idea.

But It Makes Sense.

I feel funny

Grambling

Let me see where Spelman is.

Okay, Morehouse is not Grambling.

LOL

I feel better.

Kinda

I gottawriteabout Zawji

He went to Southern.

Football isn’t everything.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

The SisterCaptain almost went to jail yesterday.

Some fools from South Africa tried to get me in trouble with the po-pos.

Bitch lost her purse and told her man I took it.

Then here his big ass comes talking about

“Can I look in your purse?”

I was like

“Nigga please”

The police was right there.

I just boned out.

Damn foreigners

Black foreigners act like white people.

Calling the police on Niggas and whatnot.

And they will not let up.

So, I ducked out in the mall where I saw Jadakiss

Till the heat blew off.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

Man, I wish I coulda took a picture of that Vette.

But Zawji wants me to describe it I guess.

I was purty.

It had a black top so I’m positive it was a convertible.

It had a fleur de lis in the corvette flag symbol

Let me see if I can find a picture.

BRB

Image result for corvette flag logo

I thought that shit was custom made

BUT

When I Googled it, I learned the fleur is part of the Louis Chevrolet family crest.

I like Chevrolet.

Not Ford.

Not Dodge.

Not Cadillac.

Not Chrysler.

I like Rolls Royce.

I like Honda/Acura

Not Toyota/Lexus

I like Mercedes.

BMW is okay for Blackmen.

Pontiac too.

I like Lincoln

I like Buick.

I like Bucks!

But I like them wild.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

In New Orleans, they have this thing called King Cake where they hide a little devil baby in it and if you find the baby it’s supposed to mean something.

Well, I think it’s all devilish, so when that devil baby fell out of my piece of cake I wrapped it up in an American flag and set that bitch on fire.

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February 15, 2017

2:20 P.M.

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(If it were true you wouldn’t have to say it!!!)

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Ma Beautiful Black Bebies!

I had a good night’s sleep.

It was weird because somebody came right by me, but he didn’t say nothing and I definitely wasn’t going to say nothing.

He let me watch him do his man work and I really dug it but I felt like I wasn’t supposed to know what he was doing.

Dang feminist made me take electric shop in school so I knew exactly how to do what he was trying to do.

He was connecting his truck brake lights to the back of a float.

I think I jinxed him

BECAUSE

It didn’t work.

I would’ve took everything apart and started all over until I got it to work but he may have been pressed for time because he just took it the way it was.

Probably wanted to hurry up and get it to wherever they’re going to decorate it. Mardi Gras is only two weeks away.

It was cool.

He almost left his power tool and I wasn’t going to say anything. Not because I wanted it (I didn’t) but because I didn’t want to compromise my position. I would have had fun with it. Maybe. It was a drill. I probably would’ve started taking stuff apart. LOL

I feel like I’m not supposed to know how to even drive much less how to use a power drill. It was so cool too because it had a light on it.

Girls are not supposed to know how to splice wires and put together cars.

I was remembering when my daughter was little, I bought her a Barbie Jeep (it was pink) but girls are not even supposed to know how to drive much less how to put it together. But I didn’t know then what I know now.

She’s supposed to be riding around with Ken or Jamal (Christie) not pushing her own whip.

Girls.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

This morning I got up early, buried my hair and then went to see Rock.

I keep changing his name.

The only other person close to me that I’ve done that with was my mother.

I started out calling her Mama, then Ma then Mamacita.

I don’t like her.

I wonder if that says anything about my relationship with Rock.

We still get along well but I had to use a little “magic” to stay with him because his family is trying to tear us apart.

I love them but they don’t like me because I hate devils.

Everytime I see him he has on a Treme’ something.

I LOVE IT!

The shirts call it “The Jazz Corner of the World”

I DON’T LIKE IT!

It should read, “THE BIRTHPLACE OF JAZZ”

I think they may be scared.

That statement holds a lot of weight.

BUT

It’s the TRUTH.

ALL

YOU

HAVE

TO

DO

IS

GO

THERE

And you’ll see.

Jazz oozes up out of the cracks in the street.

It’s carried in the zephyrs.

It rides on the clouds above.

In lives in the hearts of the people.

Everything about The Treme’ spells J.A.Z.Z.

I know the guy who makes the T-shirts.

I’m sure I told him.

BUT

Sometimes it takes a while to admit you’re in error.

In Sha Allah, he’ll make new ones.

I will definitely buy a hoodie for my son.

He should put the fleur de lis somewhere on them too.

I saw Rock in his work clothes.

He tried to start an argument with me so he could leave.

I wouldn’t let him.

I’m too hip.

So, he offered his hand

AND

I took off my glove and let him grasp mine.

That was the first time we’ve ever done that.

The other day when I went to see him,

I was singing

Coloring

And he was quietly listening.

I like to sing around people

BUT

I try to sing like they’re not there

BUT

AT

THE

SAME

TIME

I’m gauging they’re responses

Taking

Note

To

When

They

Stop

Talking

But still singing when they are talking

Like I don’t care if they’re listening or not.

I’m just practicing anyway,

Right?

But he said

Kinda just loud enough for me to hear

“Sing it, Mama”

At the time I didn’t really feel anything

I just tried to sing better.

BUT

NOW

!!!

Everytime I think about it

My Heart Skips A Beat.

This was Sunday.

Men and women are not even supposed to be friends.

And I have a Zawji

It’s just that we’re not together.

AND

Sometimes

That’s my problem.

I need attention.

I even had a t-shirt with those words on it back in the nineties

When everybody was wearing those t-shirts from the seventies.

I didn’t realize how true it was

Until today.

That’s how I lost Zawji

In High School.

I hate that I’m like that.

I don’t want to be like Billie.

In Lady Sings The Blues.

She was supposed to be happy cooking and cleaning for Louis

But he thought his applause wasn’t good enough.

I think it was plenty.

I would love to sing for my Louis/Billy Dee/Zawji

While I’m baking him chocolate chip cookies or a bean pie or roasting vegetables or making bean soup or a milk and honey fruit shake or chocolate ice cream or marinating salmon for him to cue.

I wouldn’t have to sing another note

I WOULD BE AS HAPPY AS A QUEEN

IF

I could do that for the rest of my life.

He was the only thing that was missing when I WAS doing all that

SO

My L.A. landlord called me yesterday.

It was nice to know he still thinks about me.

I know he had a place for me but I wouldn’t let him tell me.

I just interrupted him and informed him of my whereabouts.

I told him he would be the first one I call whenever I decide to hit the Shaw.

😉 😉 😉 😛 😛

And don’t wait until a holiday to call me!

Also tell Paul and Shaun I said As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum

I kinda have a New Orleans hook-up but she’s too into Yoruba and Catholicism

And is low-key trying to make me into her ho.

SO

Cheah

That’s a no-go.

I am trying to get some low-income housing but it takes so long.

I rescheduled my dentist appointment so I’m going to be here at least another month.

In Sha Allah

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

Until then…

4:42 p.m.