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Runaway Bride

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fr8_JidiptU

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Beautiful and Beloved Asiatic Black Sisters & Brothers

I know it’s been a minute since I’ve “checked in,” but I learnt from Edward Kennedy “Duke” Ellington, that it’s okay to take some time and gather your thoughts before writing about something.

However, before I get to my latest escapades…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pE7UY2nrH1o

*Somebody little, one of my children, no doubt, thought she was saying “Ice Capades” 😉 LOL*

I wanna share with you a tip I discovered while hand sewing this garment. (No machine 😦 but you Can’t Stop My Go!)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDHOiNaiiWs

Instead of making a knot at the end of the thread before you start stitching; make the knot after you make your first insertion. I learned how to finish a stitch from this video. You can do the same thing in the beginning.

Just insert your needle twice and make the loop, pull the thread through a couple of times and then the needle. Then you can go on and sew without having to worry about tying a knot in the beginning.

Okay, now that I’ve stalled, let me tell you about my big faux pas.
(In NOLA, you have to speak a little French 😉 )

You know, my Zawji and I were supposed to get married on his birthday (the 22nd). I told you I’m still practicing, but that doesn’t explain my hiatus. Well, three days before the wedding, I got an extreme case of cold feet. And, I deliberately got busted shoplifting. The Security Guard was just as cool as the devil manager was evil. He gave me so many opportunities to retain my freedom. Some Black cops and Sheriffs seem to be acutely aware of the PTSD Black people like me suffer from.

But all I could think about was a shower. I knew I didn’t want to go back to jail, because I would’ve had to remove my headpiece, AND I would’ve been out in two days and like I wrote previously, cold feet… So, I acted crazy enough to get committed to the psych ward.

It was new because I’ve been to jail. And, I’ve been to the psych ward. I’ve even been to the psych ward in jail, but I’d never been to jail in the psych ward (hospital).

Zawji tried so hard to get me out in time for the wedding. But, I wouldn’t let him. I got caught up in getting married and completely forgot that I was supposed to be his birthday present. 😥

But Allah is The Best Knower and The Best Planner and
EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON.

While in the hospital I had an epiphany. Rather, a recollection of something I had completely forgotten. I went on a date with a Brother when my husband was away!

I know right? Me? Never woulda thunk.

But, he shipped out right after we got married and I had just learnt I was pregnant, but I was still partying and carrying on like a single woman.

In fact, the only reason I STOPPED partying is because this Brother –
at a party – told me (six-months pregnant by then :/ ),
“If you were my woman, I would beat your ass.“

*Thank-you Brother, by the way. If more Black men would take control of their women, we wouldn’t be in such a bad condition – AS A NATION.

So, anyway, in the hospital, in which I had a beautiful view of Canal Street overlooking a luscious waterfall fountain. This was, by far, the nicest psych emergency room I’ve ever visited. It’s so crazy because everything in NOLA is either BRAND NEW or completely dilapidated and in a state of disrepair due to Hurricane Katrina. It’s like living in a bi-polar city; TWO EXTREMES.

I got a good taste of it last night. I felt like getting out. The plan was to go to Tremé to visit Hisaan – Damisha’s Baby Daddy. Yes Gir, I have to put you on blast for trying to pass that horsebaby off as my Zawji’s. We both know your Baby Daddy is a horse. And yes, Black people, bestiality and grafting is alive and well in America. Damisha’s horsebaby is proof.

I seriously hope you were artificially inseminated. Although, J’me told me she saw a video of a woman having sex with a horse at Ice T’s club. :/

Anyway, I came up on somebody’s lunch the other day at the Greyhound station (Thanks Zawji! 😉 ❤ ) and it was full of apples. So, I was on my way to give him one and I stopped to take a rest and he “told” me to eat it.

So, afterwards, I was gonna go anyway, with just me, but I thought he might be sleeping, so I stopped in “The Lion’s Den” and listened to this broadcast of a live show and the Brass Band had me open deep and wide! I tried to go catch the show, but couldn’t find it. Ended up in The French Quarter and then at the banks of the Mississippi, once again.

I’ve been in NOLA nearly two months and I’m still seeing new sights!!! I don’t see how anybody can view one week as long enough to take a holiday. True, we did see alot on our family trip to Hawaii, but I think that’s just because my parents gave me and my Sister liberty to roam the city one afternoon and if we didn’t find a party! #onlyme

But anyway, this time I took the Riverwalk and if that shit wasn’t the most romantic thing (2nd) I’ve ever experienced in my whole life. I took it to the end/beginning of Canal Street and the chasm between the haves and the have-nots there is strikingly palpable.

I almost fell on my knees in succor to my Brothers and Sisters, beseeching them to unite and open a hotel. If we would boycott ONE DAY, we would shut this city down.

We are too complacent – too satisfied with crumbs. I’m convinced every devil visiting this city is a billionaire. The hotels, restaurants, bars, stores, etc. are too nice. One hotel has four lanes for Valet parking!!! It looks like fucking LAX!!! But instead of uniting and trying to get some of that Cream at the top,

We’re content with the Crumbs that fall off the table to the floor. Even raising the minimum wage to $15/hour is horseshit compared to the wealth I saw last night.

But anyway, back to the hospital. I stayed until they let me go. They didn’t want to, but I wouldn’t cooperate. It was nice, much nicer than any of my reses in NOLA, but ever since I heard a Brother say that anywhere you can’t walk down the street is jail, I’ve never been content to stay in any psych ward longer than necessary. I don’t care how nice it is.

It was after Zawji’s big day, but I remembered going on that date. I know it was after I was married because I ordered three hot dogs, rather, I had the Brother buy me three hot dogs. So I know I had to have been preggers. I would not have eaten that much if I wasn’t. I feel horrible.

I swear I have split personalities. I know I wasn’t showing at the time and the poor Brother didn’t find out I was pregnant until months later, when I saw him at the Fox Hills Mall.

Anyway, that little detail from my past has been buried for over 24 years only to be uncovered right before I was scheduled to be married again. All things work for good for them who love the Lord. So, it’s all good. It helped me realize I need to rework my plan for staying committed. All Praise is Due to Allah.

I’m so sorry, Beloved Honey-Sweet Zawji. Your birthday comes only once a year. We can wait or we can do like our poor foreparents, who had no knowledge of the date and just say we did it on your birthday. Whichever pleases you, My King. I submit. This is the last issue I had to overcome. It’s smooth sailing from here.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

I LOVE YOU!

Nomorerunnin’………

#dtno

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Dearly Beloved Black Sisters & Black Brothers

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So, last night I learned that New Orleans, despite its big city image, is really just a glorified suburb. Not in the sense of that it is located in the area surrounding a big city, but compared to L.A. – the REAL LA – it feels just like a suburb.

Last night, when I got out of my dance/exercise class, EVERYTHING WAS CLOSED!!! I was completely baffled!!! I looked at my watch. Same time as usual. But the streets were almost completely empty.

So, I turn on the radio and pass a station and the announcer announces the scores for a football game. And then it dawned on me. I was like GTFOH!!!! Seriously??? A football game??? Zawji has been trying to prepare me for reality in America. I sort of chuckled to myself, but had no idea what the night had in store.

So, apparently Atlanta (could be because of their Southern proxiimity to NOLA or they have a good team or whatever) and NOLA have some sort of rivalry, OR it could be because it was a Thursday night, or both, but I continue down the street toward #dtno 😉 and there are all these white tents and I’m from L.A., so immediately start thinking they’re filming.

But, I get nearer and see two huge gigantic T.V. screens with the football game on and I’m like seriously? These are mostly Black people.

So, I go a little farther and can’t go down the street because it’s VIP and you have to have some kind of I.D. :/ I see about three or four tour buses, limousines and those fancy shuttles.

So, I sit down for a minute and try to take it all in.

It’s not even a home game! But, people are at the Super Dome.

So, I ride around to the front and there’s a concert going on. People are walking in that direction with lawn chairs and shit. The music is Rap and there are again, mostly Black People.

In fact, damn near everybody there was Black – the workers/employees/staff, the Po-pos/Sheriffs and the tailgaters. I don’t know if that’s because there’re just a lot of Black People in NOLA percentage wise OR IF THE DEVIL JUST HAS US THAT  CAUGHT UP IN SPORT & PLAY.

Blacks make up 59 per cent of the population in NOLA. Over Half. No wonder I love it here. In L.A., Blacks are less than ten per cent. I feel like there is so much untapped potential. Then again, maybe it is “tapped,” nevertheless, I must do what Allah ordained for me to do, come what may.

All I wanted to do was to find a quiet and peaceful place to spend some quality time with Zawji ❤ ❤ ❤ listen to some good music and just enjoy being in Love….. ❤ ❤ ❤

So then, after I spent some quality time with Zawji, I was on my way home and my fucking chain keeps coming off my bike. Thank-you, Zawji, don’t you ever for a minute think I’m ungrateful. I know you make it come off when you want to. 😛

But anyway, it came off again, and see what I’m saying, I’m walking down the block and I see something move in the street. I looked down and I thought it was a frog, but I looked closer and realized it was in actuality a toad! If I was on the bike then I might have missed it. I love you, Zawji!!!!! Happy Birthday, Bibi ❤ ❤ ❤
#6dayz!!!!

All I could think about were the little boys who grow up with toads and frogs and other cool stuff (girls too, I guess 😛 ) I mean, I used to read about boys catching tadpoles and whatnot, but this was a real toad I was looking down at.

I reached down and it let me touch it. It was hard like gravel. It stood there for a minute and it let me rub its back then another car came and I felt like I was in a real-live “Frogger” game. But I didn’t realize the danger until just now. I helped him across the street!!!

So tonight is the funeral for Smokey Johnson. I’m nervous because I love JAZZ and I don’t want to be too conspicuous. I stand out everywhere I go, but I want to blend or at least have a good time, not cry. I’m not even supposed to go to Christian’s funerals, but maybe I’ll stand outside and see if I can listen like all jazz musicians do (before they’re old enough to go in) 😛

BLACK BUSINESS IN NOLA

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Dearly Beloved Sisters and Brothers

WE MUST MAKE JOBS FOR OURSELVES

Whereas, Los Angeles, heretofore known as L.A. is built on mostly chain stores and franchises, New Orleans, heretofore known as NOLA, is made up of private family-owned business, of which many have been doing business since the 1800s.

I LOVE the entrepreneurial spirit it fills me with but unfortunately, the majority of Black residents just go get jobs in hotels or restaurants. Fortunately, many of the fast-food restaurants are owned by Black People. Also, some of the nicer restaurants, but I have not seen a Black-owned hotel, which is where the bulk of the money lies in a city whose Number one Industry is TOURISM.

I’m trying my best to get the Brothers to unite and open their own hotel, so they can tap into the money from the top and not just scrape up the crumbs that fall from the devil’s convention room tables. :/

The Masons work as freelancers or start businesses but they are few and far-between.

The ones who work for these big hotels and restaurants don’t even receive benefits and the minimum wage here is $7.25! And, I’m sure the employees number at least 300 in the hotel I’m staying in.

I used to sit and watch in wonder when I saw BLACK CONSTRUCTION WORKERS here in NOLA.

I don’t recall EVER seeing a Black construction worker in Los Angeles. I’ve heard all about the “Good ‘Ol Days” when construction jobs were plentiful for Blackmen. Those days are long gone – taken over by Hispanics.

I understand the Blackman’s resentment, but it is misdirected. It is NOT the Hispanics’ fault that the whiteman prefers him over us. Be mad at the devil. He does these types of things DELIBERATELY. First, to leave you unemployed and Secondly, to divide us from our Red half-Brothers.

THE HONORABLE ELIJAH MUHAMMAD (MAY THE PEACE AND THE BLESSINGS OF ALLAH FOREVER BE UPON HIM) taught us until he was unable to teach anymore, that we MUST DO SOMETHING FOR SELF, or else we would be FORCED to do something for self, which is going on now.

They have something out here in NOLA called “THE BLACKBOOK” (Allah (swt) Has Truly Blessed Me with some invaluable resources and opportunities since I’ve been in New Orleans.) and it lists Black-owned businesses.

There are profiles of business owners and almost all of them were FORCED to open their own businesses after they found themselves unexpectedly unemployed (fired).

I used to get happy when I saw the Black Construction Workers out here working diligently on the many reconstruction efforts going on all over the city here in NOLA, then I thought about it and realized, we’ve been building the buildings here in America for the devils, since they brought us here to do just that!

I am proud of my Brothers for opening their own companies and working independently, gaining contracts to build these buildings, but I will be ecstatic to see the day when we are able to build OUR OWN infrastructure for OUR OWN BLACK NATION.

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Brotherhood Way General Contractors
2004 St. Andrew St., (504) 287-4416; www.teambwc.com
Contractors provide construction and energy services and specialize in new and commercial construction, energy efficiency and electrical, mechanical and solar PV work.

CHECK THE BLACKBOOK FOR A FULL LISTING OF BLACK CONSTRUCTION WORKERS/CONTRACTORS AS WELL AS ANY OTHER BUSINESS OR SERVICE YOU MAY NEED.

My Brothers and Sisters, currently employed by the devils, seek out your own by using this invaluable resource – THE BLACKBOOK – and offer your services as an apprentice or intern; do your best to help your Brother or Sister’s business grow and prosper; learn the business and then OPEN YOUR OWN.

That “climbing the corporate ladder” idea should have never been a part of our conversations, except to discourage each other from such thinking. You get the job, learn the business, “stack your paper” and open your own. Whatever you do for the devil, you can do for your own self.

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THE DAY YOU WERE BORN…

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

❤ ❤ ❤

JAMAL: THE DAY YOU WERE BORN

ALLAH (GOD) SAID,

“SHE’S YOURS,

TAKE CARE OF HER

LIKE SHE’S MINE.

SHOW HER YOU LOVE HER.

ON YOUR 46TH BIRTHDAY,

MARRY HER

AND MAKE HER YOUR QUEEN

FOR ETERNITY!!!”

ان شاء الله

الحمد لله

الله أكبر

LOVE: THE DAY YOU WERE BORN

ALLAH (GOD) SAID,

“YOU’RE HERS.

SHE HASN’T BEEN BORN YET;

BUT, WHEN YOU SEE HER,

YOU’LL KNOW HER.

AND, ON YOUR 46TH BIRTHDAY,

SHE WILL BECOME

YOUR QUEEN.”

ان شاء الله

الحمد لله

الله أكبر

❤ ❤ ❤

Just To Be BAYOU

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

❤ ❤ ❤

Scurry on little Lizard,

My Bibi’s on his way

To take me over to Congo Square

And show me off all day

We’ll walk together hand in hand

And dream of travel to distant lands

One day soon, don’t you agree?

If you don’t, then you’ll soon see!

My Bi, is going his Queen make me

And, HE’s the BEST a KING could me

So happy we’ll, especially me, be

Knowing I have someone

To Rescue ME.

To handle things too much for me

On Whom Allah Told Me To

Always depend

My Rock of Jamal-ter

My Faithful Friend

My One And Only

My One True Love

There is no other

Whom I Can Think Of

Or Can’t Think Of

Who Could Ever Replace

My Zawji’s Grace

And Tender-Sweet Love

That I’ve Never Felt

And Never Dreamed Of

But This Is The Day

When the Truth Becomes Manifest

There Is NO GREATER LOVE

To This I Can Attest

So, Scurry on little Lizard.

My Bibi’s on his way

To take me and Court me

And soon his Queen make me.

We’ll sit on the levee

And watch the Sunrise.

He’ll fall on one knee

And look deep in my eyes

The answer is “YES!”

Always, “Emphatically YES!”

“There is no other Brother

You are the Only Best.”

The Long Wait is Over.

Here Comes My Bridegroom.

So Dashing, So Handsome

And as Bright As the Moon.

He’s Humming a Tune

And SMILES WHEN HE SEES ME

I rush out to meet him

He joyously greets me.

Together we turn

Toward Congo Square,

And all of the music and dancing

And Black People there.

Friends and Family

Awaiting Their King

Filled With Joy

He Finally Won His Queen!!!

❤ ❤ ❤

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY TRUE LOVE!!!

I LOVE YOU!!!

❤ ❤ ❤

WHO DAT?

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

As-Salaam-Alaikum Dear Sisters & Brothers!!

Who Dat? I always knew they said that out here in Nawlins’, but never knew why. I thought it was from some movie where I think Fats Waller said, “Who dat say who dat when I say who dat?” Or something.

But, I noticed sometimes when I go around groups of people, someone would sometimes blurt out “Who dat?” And once these people were about to fight and one of them said, “Let’s wait until the police leave!” Talking about me!

It’s kinda hurtful when people don’t trust me, especially my own people. But I’ve been accused of being an agent online before, so I just ignore them now.

Lately, I’ve been letting my appearance do the talking for me anyway. I’m getting ready for marriage. So, I just let my garment speak for itself and just answer questions from those intelligent enough to ask. Just Black People, of course. I’ve been iggin’ devils for daze.

But today, I went to this area where a Brother informed me I could find an inexpensive apartment near Congo Square.

I was disappointed. It looked neglected like Central City and there were far too many devils for my taste. Nevertheless, it beats being homeless. So, I took down some numbers.

Then, I got to a main street and was going to turn back. I don’t like living on main streets, but for some reason I end up there. :/ Zawji reminded me I’m homeless, and don’t have the luxury of being choosy.

So, I’m seeing nothing but devils in an area where there are banners on the light poles celebrating the 250th anniversary of the Oldest Black Neighborhood in America!!! Da fucc? I was instantly pissed. It was turning out to be one of those daze.

Everybody seemed to be uptight anyway and I got really fired up.

I had just seen this Brother in Congo Square selling T-Shirts celebrating Tremé – The Oldest Neighborhood for people of color” 

That part right there!

I was like BLACK!!!!!! JUST SAY “BLACK!!!!” THAT HAS BEEN A PET-PEEVE OF MINE SINCE I FIRST CONVERTED TO ISLAM. IT’S OKAY TO SAY “BLACK!!!” BLACK IS THE BEST!!!! DON’T FEEL ASHAMED TO SAY “BLACK” AND NO, NOT “BLACK-ISH” :/ 😡  BLACK AND PROUD!!!!! DAMMIT!!!!! SAY IT LOUD!!!!

 

I went in on him. Poor Brother.

So then, I’m walking down the busy street and I see a For Rent sign. It was a two-bedroom for $1800. I laughed out loud! There were more condos and street cafes designed for and by devils than Black People in THE OLDEST BLACK NEIGHBORHOOD IN AMERICA. GTFOH

And then! I see two devils filming this Brother. First I think, he’s a News Reporter, but I’ve never seen a reporter with TWO cameramen. So, I asked him what they were filming. He said something, I can’t remember. Probably something like a documentary or something. So, I asked him how did he become involved with the project. He said they were just stopping people on the street. But, I didn’t believe him because he looked like he had dressed for the occasion.

Then, I tried to tell him, he shouldn’t be taking devils around our community, especially on film because it’s just going to attract more devils. He started trying to defend himself and I turned around and that devil had his lens all up in my grille.

I told him I didn’t consent to being on film but devils think they can still do as they please. So, I just tried to convince my Brother to try and preserve something for his own kind then the devil said, “That’s racist!” So, the Brother started in on that part.

Eventually, I got fed up and walked away but I turned around and they were still filming me so I walked directly up to the camera and stared straight into the lens,

“Beloved Black Americans, read MESSAGE TO THE BLACKMAN IN AMERICA by The Honorable Elijah Muhammad (PBUH). The TIME OF SEPARATION from our Devil Slavemasters Has Arrived. Their time is up but we have the opportunity to be saved. We must do something for self and give the devil back the chains of mental slavery that keep us in bondage to him – His names and his dirty religion of Christianity. We must go for self.  Stop intermingling and intermarrying with them or you will become deserving of Hellfire as they are. The Time Has Come To Go For Self. Google Message To The Blackman in America and read it online for free. But stay away from Louis Farrakhan!”

Or Something Like That……..

So, the devil was trying to interrupt me the whole time, but I igged him. Then the Brother comes back, so I tried to talk to him some more. But, when he said he had already read Message To The Blackman, I knew that there was no hope for him so I just gave him the greetings and broke.

I stopped at the store to get my daily rations on the way home, and was walking past the cashier and the line ( :/ ) on my way out the door, when I overheard the cashier tell this older cat he was till a little short, as I walked past with my bag full.

I thought to myself, “My ancestors paid for everything in this bag. The owners of this store and the manufacturers who make this shit don’t even have to work. All they do is sit back, buy and sell companies and count money. They pay their slaves barely enough to get by just like in the days of physical bondage. All we can afford is food, clothes and shelter and we have to go back to them to buy it, just giving the money right back to them! Shiiiiiiiid, my shit is more than paid for. They owe me! 400 years of FREE LABOR!!!??? And this Brother can’t even afford a fucking CANDY BAR!!! So, until ya’ll designate some land wherein we can provide for ourselves the necessities of life, which you are obligated to do after we BUILT this country for you FOR FREE, under your brutal and merciless hands, I’ll just take this leather-bound journal and these vittles as collateral. Thank-you kindly, Ms. Security Guard, You have a ‘blessed day’ too, Muthafucka! PEACE!”

New Orleans, Haiti, Roman Catholicism, Allah and Natural Disasters

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Beloved Sisters & Brothers

So, I’m living in New Orleans where the majority religion is by far Roman Catholicism. I have discovered that Roman Catholicism is the WORST form of Christianity there is.

Our Beloved Messenger, The Most Honorable and Humble Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah forever be upon him) taught us that in the Bible (Revelation) The Pope is referred to as “The Dragon” that gives power to “The Beast” which symbolizes America.

The Head of the Roman Catholic religion is referred to as a DRAGON.

Ever since it happened, and especially since I’ve been living here, I have been asking Allah over and over WHY? Why would He let or even cause something as devastating as Hurricane Katrina to affect a whole city that is, from what I’ve seen, majority Black?

Well, today, My Beloved Darling Zawji Told me it is because they are Roman Catholic.

Then, I thought about it. New Orleans has very close ties to Haiti, which is also predominantly Roman Catholic and almost entirely Black. Well, a few years ago, Haiti was hit by a very destructive earthquake which destroyed the entire country not too long ago.

Here, in New Orleans, they are still collecting donations for the children of Haiti and when I asked why help Haiti when there are children in need in America, I was just told that they wanted to help Haiti. Now, I know it is because of the close ties between New Orleans and Haiti, both being colonized by the French and sharing the religion of Roman Catholicism.

My Beloved Brothers and Sisters, PLEASE Give the devil back his religion and join on to your own kind before Master Fard Muhammad, to Whom Praises are Due Forever, decides to send another warning that the time of worshiping Him in any way you see fit is up.

ACCEPT YOUR OWN (Your own God – Allah, Your own Religion – Islam and Your own People – the Black Peoples of the Earth) and BE YOURSELF (A Righteous Muslim) before it is too late.

As-Salaam-Alaikum

I GUESS YOU WONDER WHERE I’VE BEEN……….

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

ONE UNITED BANK

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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As-Salaam-Alaikum Dearly Beloved Sisters & Brothers!!!

THINK OVER THOSE WORDS, BROTHERS AND SISTERS –

ONE UNITED

THAT’S ALL WE NEED

ONE UNITED NATION, RIGHT?

WHY NOT START WITH A BANK?

I ALWAYS hear progressive Brothers and Sisters talking about how we need to unite, pool our resources and

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WELL, IT’S TIME TO PUT YOUR MONEY WHERE YOUR MOUTH IS!!!!!!!

YOUR VOICE IS YOUR CHOICE
OF WHERE YOU SPEND YOUR MONEY.

Our Brothers and Sisters at ONE UNITED BANK have already established a bank just for us, wherein we can store our money, take out loans for business and property ownership.

This bank offers every amenity offered by the devil’s banks, including multi-home property loans, which appear to be the hot thing right now. I live in one. 😉
With the exception of investments in the devil’s worthless dollar/economy (stock market). :/

YOU CAN OPEN AN ACCOUNT ONLINE AND USE YOUR ATM CARD AT ANY STORE OR ATM ACROSS THE COUNTRY.

WWW.ONEUNITED.COM

LET’S SUPPORT OUR OWN BANK AND BUILD AN INSTITUTION WHEREIN WE CAN GROW AS A NATION.

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(This is the CRENSHAW branch. Almost ALL of the employees are Black. It’s so relaxing. They always have refreshments and comfy  seats (not these 😛 ). The tellers, managers, even the Security Guards are family friendly and make for a very pleasant banking experience.)

one united acquisition
(I see you Magic!!! 😉 )

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SUNFLOWER SEEDS vs. PORK RINDS

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

HOW TO EAT TO LIVE
***YOU CAN READ THE BOOK IN ITS ENTIRETY BY CLICKING THE PICTURE ABOVE***

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Dearly Beloved Black Sisters & Beloved Black Brothers

My Beloved Brothers and Sisters who are homeless, fed by your room and board or who take advantage of food pantries – Be very careful when accepting food from strangers. Remember whom we live among here in the Wilderness of North America – DEVILS.

These are the very same people who offered the Red Indians blankets, feigning friendship and generosity, while the poor Indians didn’t know that the blankets were infested with syphillis AND the devils were trying to kill them.

These are the very same people who deliberately infected our poor Brothers with the syphillis virus just to experiment on them (kill them).

http://www.cdc.gov/tuskegee/timeline.htm

There are many, many offers for “testing,” “studies” or “research” for pay, Dear Brothers and Sisters. Do not participate in such evil. Many times the effects of such “testing” do not become apparent for several years.

Always remember, Dear Sisters and Brothers, that the white devil Caucasian people were MADE to kill us.

Homeless people, they view as a drain on society anyway. They have to take care of us. Don’t you know it is easier to kill people off than continue to care and provide for them???

Have you ever heard of the eugenics movement? IT IS PROOF THAT THE DEVILS ARE OVERTLY TRYING TO KILL BLACK PEOPLE OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH. The people behind the eugenics movement were responsible for the creation of “Planned Parenthood” just to make it easier for them to kill our babies.

https://homemakingfortheblackwoman.com/2013/10/15/planned-murder/

I, myself, got sick one day, downtown, to the point where I thought I was going to die on the floor of the Downtown Women’s Center. Someone had laced my blueberry muffin with arsenic and the only reason I’m not dead is because of Allah, Master Fard Muhammad, To Whom Praises are Forever Due. الله أكبر

A lot of it is also based on our own choices for food, Sisters and Brothers. Read HOW TO EAT TO LIVE and familiarize yourself with the foods that give life as opposed to the foods that take life away.

You can read it here for free. http://www.seventhfam.com/temple/books/eattolive_two/eat2index.htm

More recently, when I was living in a Board & Care, everyday someone would drop of boxes and boxes of “snacks.”

We could pick and choose from a variety of “snacks,” two of which were sunflower seeds and pork skins/rinds.

Now, the Bible teaches against the very touching of the swine’s carcass (Deut. 14:8) and anyone with good sense who knows the hog is poison and the filthiest of all creatures in Allah’s (God’s) Universe will stop eating it. But the choice is yours.

https://homemakingfortheblackwoman.com/2014/09/13/pig-pork-or-swine/

With the “snacks,” RIGHT NEXT TO the pork skins is a JUMBO-sized bag of sunflower seeds.

When I met ALLAH (GOD), on a Greyhound Bus coming home from Saviour’s Day in Harlem (2008), HE WAS EATING SUNFLOWER SEEDS!!! I had some too. Mine were shelled. His were not.

There is a significance to to the eating of sunflower seeds with shells. (I have some that I took out of the flower myself. You can read whatever you want into that…..)

The noise made by eating Sunflower Seeds w/ the shells is a weapon of intimidation. Don’t think it’s a coinicidence that RBGs (REAL BLACK GIRLS) ALL OVER THE COUNTRY OF NORTH AMERICA EAT SUNFLOWER SEEDS….. #warriorqueensfrombirth

Furthermore, leaving the shells is also a way of marking your territory.

Since Allah (God) Eats Sunflower Seeds, They Have GOT to be one of the BEST FOODS WE CAN EAT!!!

So, I think we can agree that the devil Caucasians want to kill us but they are cleverly wise and do it in a way so that they will appear innocent.

“SEEDS OR SKINS”

We kill ourselves by the choices of foods we make. Our Beloved Messenger, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad (Peace Be Upon Him) taught us in HOW TO EAT TO LIVE that “Food is what keeps us here. It is also what takes us away from here.” He reminded us of an old saying that, “You dig your own grave with your teeth.“

When you are in a position to HELP your Brothers and Sisters choose wisely (seeds or skins), Allah (God) Will Bless You Immensely For Your Good Deed. Remove the poison swine’s flesh. You Should Want For Your Sisters and Brothers What You Want For Yourself. الله أكبر

I come across so many people commercializing on that which is detrimental to their Sisters’ and Brothers’ good health and longevity – Especially on Skid Row. You can find alcohol at seven in the morning. Weed. Prostitution. Spice. (Believe me, YOU DO NOT WANT TO KNOW) Crack….. Yes, crack. Still…. 😥

There are predators preying on the innocent, pandemically, all over Skid Row. I am thankful to Allah for the experience, but more so, for removing me from that vicious microcosm of what is happening all over America; for protecting me while I was down there and allowing me to be an example of a good Muslimah. الحمد لله

Our Beloved Messenger, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) taught us that, “The foolish buyer is the one to be charged.”

Also the one who doesn’t know how to turn down a poisonous hand-out. :/

http://www.seventhfam.com/temple/books/eattolive_two/eat2index.htm

(btw you can copy and paste whatever I write in a “foreign” language into Google Translate.)

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 Last Tuesday, I got, from the food pantry, some Rainbow Trout(it was under ten pounds but I couldn’t Google them until just now, and it said that they eat decomposing fish carcasses so, next time, I’m going to pass :/ ) But, I went back on Thursday to see if I could get more fish. This time I got Walnut & Hazelnut Encrusted Salmon. Sounds good, huh?

WRONG.

Our Beloved Messenger (PBUH) taught us “No nuts are good for you. One meal of them will take off five years of your life.” Eat seeds instead. (You can even make “seed butter” using sunflower seeds, instead of peanut butter.)

But then, as if the nuts weren’t bad enough. I saw that the salmon were farm-raised. Ewwwww!

Fish must be born, raised, live in and caught in their natural habitat to provide the eater with long-life and good health.

Let me illustrate, more clearly, how hell-bent these devils we live among are on our destruction.

Naturally, it is easier to commercialize on fish by keeping them in a “farm.” But, then there’s the problem of waste removal.

So to combat the problem of waste in their “farms” these devils genetically engineered a certain type of fish specifically for the purpose of disposing of (eating) the waste of the other fish that are being farmed.

But, if that’s not sick enough, then they turn around and sell these genetically engineered scavengers in the market for you and me to BUY and eat!!!

All they care about is money. They have no concern for the harm these “foods” are doing to our lives. THEY WANT TO KILL US, so they put tilapia right next to the farmed salmon, both of which are only good for shortening our lives.

Have you ever wondered why tilapia is so cheap??? :/

Even still, though the salmon was nut-encrusted and farm-raised, I still considered eating it. :/ I know. I know…. I tried to convince myself I could use the protein……

I’m on a tight budget and it WAS salmon, but as I was hungrily eyeing the filets, I noticed in very small print “color added.“

WTF?!?!?!?

(I’m almost scared to ask…..)

What the hell color WAS IT? :/

I threw that shit away after that. I’m cooooool.

I’ll eat this white cabbage you gave me that I’ve been looking for for the last ten years since I first read HOW TO EAT TO LIVE. Thanks!!! 😀

 #CHOICES……..

AS-SALAAM-ALAIKUM!!!