THE HIDDEN TRUTH

Our Saviour Has Arrived

OUR SAVIOUR HAS ARRIVED

Chapter 4

The Hidden Truth

Hiding the truth is a very serious thing to do. It causes harm and disappointment and causes one to be misled. It causes loss of property and life. It causes loss of friendship, beloved ones and loss of confidence and trust. In court, it causes heavy penalties and someone’s being sent to prison or to death for that of which they are innocent. The greatest and gravest of all is the slavemasters’ hiding of the truth that will exalt and save his slave. This is that great truth that white America is hiding from her once slaves (the Black man and woman).

The white people know of and see the Salvation of their slaves that is now present. They are doing everything they possibly can to deceive the Black man and woman into thinking that they (white people) hold out greater and better promises for a future to the Black Man and woman in America than Allah (God). This will deceive many of our people. Read the 7th Surah (Chapter) of the Holy Qur’an where the devil is made to confess his deceiving of the people in these words: “Allah promised you the promise of truth. I promised you, but failed to fulfill.”

As you know, the Revelation of the Bible under the title of John, teaches us that the old dragon beast (referring to the white civilization) deceived the whole world, and they have done just that. Allah has taught me they deceived 90 per cent of the total population of the planet earth.  The only way the white race can survive and rule is by making false appear as truth and truth to appear as false. The white race was made by nature without the truth. Jesus said (Bible John 8:44) that there was no truth in them, for their father was a liar and a murderer. Therefore his children (white race) cannot be otherwise. We should know the truth of the seriousness of the time that we are now living in.

The truth will save our lives if we believe it. America is at war with the darker people (Brown, Yellow, and every race regardless of color) today, but she refuses to tell you the truth of this war that is now taking many lives. This is hiding the truth. What is she trying to get peace for? If these people’s losses are as great as the radio and other news media state, the enemy would be on his knees begging for peace. It seems as if it is now vice versa. This is hiding the truth. Allah has said to me that America will not admit the truth of her losses until we see it on our heels.

The Black Man of America never has put any confidence in anyone but his white slavemaster. Regardless of how ill – treated the Black Man may be, he still has hopes of his master telling him the truth. The real truth is that America is under Divine Judgment to destroy her for the evils done to Allah’s people (the Black Man in America). Hiding the truth takes away confidence, trust and love.

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THE PIG: SWINE

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

HOW TO EAT TO LIVE

How to Eat to Live, Book one

Chapter 5

The Pig: Swine

I think we have said enough about the poisonous animal called, in Arabic, Khanzier. Beyond a shadow of a doubt the swine is the filthiest and foulest animal human beings could have resorted to for food. The flesh of the swine, while cooking, has a very different smell from that of other animal’s flesh while cooking. And even when it is not being cooked, it has a bad smell.

Worms and insects take to its flesh while in the farmer’s curing stage faster than to any other animal’s flesh. And in a few days, it is full of worms.

In many cases, the eater of the flesh becomes nauseated when the flesh is being cooked in the early morning. It is a divinely prohibited flesh, and God (Allah) has prohibited you and me, my brothers and sisters of the Black Nation, from eating it or even touching its dead carcass.

Please, for our health’s sake, stop eating it; for our beauty’s sake, stop eating it; for our obedience to God and His laws against this flesh, stop eating it; for a longer life, stop eating it and for the sake of modesty, stop eating it.

Do you know that if we, the 22 million lost-found members of our nation here in America, would stop eating this pig (his poison swine flesh), it would mean a great economic saving to us? And I do not think the government would be so eager to eat it themselves if we would obey this Divine law against this divinely prohibited flesh. There is an old, foolish answer our people have given to such advice.  “The white folks eat it, and my grandparents ate it, and they lived to be 75 and 80 years old.”

If Noah and Methuselah had heard you boasting that your parents lived only 75 or 80 years eating poison, they would have considered your parents as never having grown up to become adults, according to their good way of eating the best food, about twice a week, and living nearly 1,000 of our present calendar years which consists of 365 days.

God does not punish us for the crime of disobedience to His laws when we are ignorant of His laws. But after knowledge of His laws, He is justified in punishing us by setting the full penalty according to the disobedience.

As I have previously said in this book, most vegetables that are sold on the public market are good to eat with the exception of those Allah prohibits; such as collard greens and the rough turnip salads. You have plenty of other vegetables to eat. And you have good beans other than lima beans, field butter beans (called baby lima beans), and black-eyed peas (field peas we call them.)

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SAVIOUR’S DAY – 1966

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THE HARLEM RENAISSANCE

 

 

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“HARLEM”

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–
And then run?

Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over–
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Dearly Beloved Asiatic Black Family!!!

I just found out recently that this poem was written by THE Langston Hughes!!!

Never did my High School English Lit teacher (an old white devil) inform his classes of the importance of the personality who was Langston Hughes nor of the magnitude of the context in which this powerful poem was written – The Harlem Renaissance.

I didn’t even realize that this poem, which I have never been able to forget and which also was the inspiration for Lorraine Hansbury’s stage-play “A Raisin in the Sun,” was even written by a Blackman – and Langston Hughes at that! I didn’t even know the poem was called “Harlem.”

But I digress, years later, in college, when I learned about the Harlem Renaissance, my professor lectured on the question that still plagues Black artists today, but which probably originated during the Renaissance, which was at that time referred to as THE “NEW NEGRO” MOVEMENT:

Should Black artists create ART FOR ART’S SAKE or for POLITICAL AWARENESS in the attempt to educate the masses and MAKE A STATEMENT through the medium of art/music/literature?

Of course, you can probably guess my stance on this topic, but I think Langston put it best in his article “The Negro Artist and the Racial Mountain” (1926)

“One of the most promising of the young Negro poets said to me once, ‘I want to be a poet–not a Negro poet,’ meaning, I believe, ‘I want to write like a white poet”; meaning subconsciously, ‘I would like to be a white poet’; meaning behind that, ‘I would like to be white.'”

The question, rather, the approach a Black artist takes towards his medium depends on his approach toward life in general, I believe.

If he feels politically driven, it will manifest itself through his art. If not, it won’t.

Your views?

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A BROKEN ROSE….

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

The Rose That Grew From Concrete

Has Sharp Thorns Now….

Tho’ No Longer A Baby

She Still Smells As Sweet

A Rose-Bud Has Blossomed

Into A Lovely Bouquet

Around Which Her CARETAKER,

ALLAH IN THE DIVINE PERSON

OF MASTER FARD MUHAMMAD,

TO WHOM PRAISES ARE DUE FOREVER,

HAS BUILT A STURDY FENCE….

– ONLY ONE HAS THE COURAGE AND THE INCLINATION

TO TACKLE THE WALL AROUND HER.

LIKE SLEEPING BEAUTY’S PRINCE,

HE STORMS IT WITH DETERMINATION –

ALL-THE-WHILE, NEW PETALS CONTINUE TO FORM

BRIMMING WITH CONFIDENCE THAT ONLY COMES

WITH THE KNOWLEDGE OF SELF.

–

HER AROMA AND INTELLECT COMBINE TO BEGUILE HIM

BOTH GROWING STRONGER AS THEY AGE…

–

SO APPEALING….

THE HUMMING BIRDS & THE BEES DRINK HUNGRILY

FROM HER CONVERSATION.

SHE VALUES THEIR ADMIRATION.

WITH MORNING COMES

FRESH DEW, SUNSHINE AND ANTICIPATION.

“TODAY MY PRINCE WILL COME….

WITH HIS LIQUID SWORD,

HIS SHIELD

& SUIT OF ARMOUR

EVER-READY

TO PLUCK AND PROTECT ME!”

SO, SHE SPREADS HER LEAVES TO RECEIVE AND

WELCOME HIM TO HER CONCRETE JUNGLE.

– NEITHER UNAFRAID NOR INHIBITED BY HER THORNS

HE FERTILIZES THE CRACKS IN THE CEMENT

AROUND HER WITH THE HOPE THAT

SOMEDAY WILL ARRIVE AGAIN SOON,

BRINGING WITH IT NEW BEAUTY AND LIFE

TO THE DARK AND DESOLATE

METROPOLIS

WHERE ROSES SOMEHOW MANAGE

TO STILL FIND A WAY

TO GROW UP THROUGH CONCRETE….

TOMORROW

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

WHAT AM I GOING TO DO TOMORROW?

MUSIC

POETRY

ART

LANGUAGE

SCIENCE

MATHEMATICS

TECHNOLOGY

THEATRE

DRAMA

STUDY

FAITH

KNOWLEDGE

UNDERSTANDING

LOVE

WISDOM

REFINEMENT

LUXURY

CLEANLINESS

PEACE

KINDNESS

RIGHTEOUSNESS

PATIENCE

WAIT

BANGING RED VS. BLUE

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

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As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Dearly Beloved Sisters & Brothers

Dearly Beloved Brothers and Sisters, I have come to learn that gangbanging is still going on in our communities. This disappoints me, but I am going to try and put a new perspective on eliminating gang culture.

The truce method obviously doesn’t work – at least not 100 per cent. So, I am going to try to eliminate gangs by convincing gang members that RED is better than Blue, so we should all unite under RED.

It’s about colors anyway….

The color RED symbolizes TRUTH, while blue symbolizes falsehood. Hear me out.

RED is the primary color in the FLAG of the Universe – The Sun, Moon & Star. The Red background in the flag symbolizes the SUN. The Sun is a Red Ball of Fire, which brings out the TRUE colors in a thing.

Blue is just the opposite. IT IS FALSE. In television production, when a person stands in front of a blue screen, the producers are then enabled to put a picture of anything they want behind them. It is a false background.

We say there’s a blue sky. Well… you can go up there a million miles and you will never find any blue. It is a false sky. It appears blue because of a gas called ether which comes up from the earth into the atmosphere.

RED is also a better color because it symbolizes FREEDOM. The Sun in our Flag shines on everybody freely regardless of income, religion, age, race, gender or location. It is better than BLUE just as TRUTH is better than FALSE, as we all agree.

SPREAD THE WORD AND LET US UNITE AS A NATION UNDER OUR NATION’S FLAG WHICH IS RED AND NOT BLUE – THE SUN, MOON AND STAR.

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Our Beloved Messenger, The Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) teaches on the meaning of the two colors in the following lecture

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CHANGE IS INEVITABLE

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As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Dearly Beloved and Beautiful Asiatic Sisters (and Brothers)

Last night my ears were ringing like crazy for over an hour and I know it was my hubby – THE KING – plotting his next move.

Our Beloved Messenger, The Most Honourable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) taught us in his Theology of Time lecture series (listen below), and many of us heard, growing up, that when your ears start ringing it means someone is talking about you or trying to get in touch with you. This is 100 per cent Right & Exact.

I don’t care about anyone else enough to be able to tune in to them (except my son, Hakim). So I know it had to be my Honey-Stick.

I feel horrible for causing him grief. Suicide is very selfish. I forgot all about my children, who would’ve been devastated. And, gave up on My One True Love – Completely inconsiderate of his Love for me.

I’m sorry, Sweetheart, you deserve to know the aftermathematics.

I was taken to the hospital for observation and placed on a 72-hour hold which extended to two and a half weeks.

I was discharged this past Tuesday, on the condition that I continue my treatment by participating in an intensive partial hospitalization outpatient program.

الحمد لله‎ I have been placed in transitional housing so am no longer homeless. And, it’s so sweet because it’s walking distance from Leimert Park!

The Day Program is wonderful. I get to travel out of the city every day except Sat & Sun and roll out to the foothills of the Sierra Madre Mountains, which is therapeutic in itself. The air and the skyline is beautiful. Everytime I look at the skyline, it reminds me of Blue Jay. But, in a good way.

We are served a Continental Breakfast and then participate in group therapy sessions until we break for an healthy hour-long Lunch. Two more groups and another tranquil, wonderful ride home.

The Transitional Housing is cool too. I get along with my roommates well, but I’ve decided to make Lunch at the Program my one meal. It is healthier and more delicious than the meals we are served at the Transitional Housing.

I’m extremely happy and optimistic about opening this new chapter in my life, also relieved to be closing the dark chapter of homelessness and privation. btw Honey-Stick, I saw Andy right before I was hospitalized. I didn’t say anything. He was sans the glasses which is a good look for him. But I digress, I have nothing but good expectations about this new chapter, knowing how it’s going to end – MARRIAGE.

A week ago, I would’ve NEVER guessed that my life would have changed so dramatically in such a short amount of time, even considering how dramatic my life has always been.

I LOVE YOU AND I KNOW YOU’RE EXTENDING YOUR HAND TO ME. CONSIDER IT TAKEN. AND, KNOW THAT I CARRY YOUR HEART WITH ME EVERYWHERE I GO. I CARRY IT IN MY HEART….

“The Restrictive Law is our Success.” #22
– The Honorable Elijah Muhammad (PBUH)

الحمد لله‎

ALL PRAISE IS DUE TO ALLAH!

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Dearly Beloved Sisters & Brothers

I am so thankful to Allah to be able to sit and write these few lines. Allah, Master Fard Muhammad, To Whom Praises are Due Forever, Is Obviously NOT finished with me yet, as you will see once I relate the incident of March 19, 2015.

I was haunting the train stations when I saw one of my hubby’s Doppelgangers.

For some reason, that I can only attribute to fear and stupidity, I disembarked from the train.

As I watched the train pull off, I had the sinking feeling that my future was heading – without me – to Union Station, my most favorite place in the whole world, next to The Jonathan Club. In sha Allah, I would like to marry there (or the JC) if it pleases THE KING. 😉

Anyway, I ended up feeling so alone, I just hopped on the next train that arrived: NORTH HOLLYWOOD.

I didn’t make it.

I got off at the very next stop and was horrified by my surroundings. It must’ve been the Hollywood or Sunset station because it was “decorated” with all of these horrible old reels from the reel-to-reel days and it was just so creepy and ugly.

This, coupled with the preceeding incident, led me to believe that I had entered a world devoid of beauty and also my hubby. Needless to say, I did not want to live in a world such as this and I tried to kill myself by jumping in front of a train.

However, I crouched down and waited, expecting the train to run into me and crush me to bits, but instead it rolled right over my head. You can imagine my disappointment. Well, maybe you can’t.

In any case, I’m still here, so I’m going to do what Allah put me here to do.

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