BAKED SQUASH CASSEROLE

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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HOW TO EAT TO LIVE, BOOK TWO
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“YOUR BEST vegetables are: cauliflower, cabbages (not the green cabbages)… Some other vegetables we eat are as follows: Brussels sprouts, Asparagus, eggplant, okra, SQUASH and rhubarb.”

*You can read How To Eat To Live, Book Two in its entirety here.*

Baked Squash Casserole

INGREDIENTS

5-6 cooked SQUASH (any kind) or ZUCCHINI mashed

1 red onion coarsely chopped

2 cloves of garlic finely minced

4 tablespoons butter

1/2 cup Cream

1/2 teaspoon salt

1/4 teaspoon Italian Seasoning

1 egg well beaten

1 cup grated Parmesan Cheese

DIRECTIONS

Preheat oven to 375 degrees

Combine all the ingredients, mixing thoroughly. Transfer to a small well-greased casserole dish, and bake in a moderate oven, 30-40 minutes, or until brown and bubbly.

Serves 4

PREPARATIONS FOR THE CHANGE OF SEASONS

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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AS-SALAAMU ‘ALAIKUM!

I used to think that, “How was your Summer?” was the saddest combination of words in the English Language, I LOVED SUMMER SO MUCH, I never realized when it was over after I stopped attending school. Until one fateful day when someone casually asked me that dreadful question.

Now that I have accepted my own and can be myself, I love the change of seasons just like I love everything else in life. I love everyday. The surprise in never knowing what to expect! The promise of Allah’s Blessings make every day an adventure. I wake up optimistic and Allah Never Fails to Deliver on His Promises of MONEY, A GOOD HOME AND FRIENDSHIPS IN ALL WALKS OF LIFE (Upon our submission to Him).

Al Hamdulillah! All Praise Is Due To Allah!

Being an M.G.T. (Muslim Girls’ Training) has made my life so wonderful, I can’t even find the words to express my joy. It is indescribable finally being yourself after growing up mentally dead. I was reared Christian. And in a way I am glad. Because I know both religions so I can contrast them as one who is informed. I ALWAYS LOVED GOD. But like every other Christian, I just didn’t know Who He Is. 😦

How could I know who God is, when I didn’t even know who I was?

But All Praise is Due to Allah for The Honorable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him) for Teaching us the Knowledge, Wisdom and Understanding that would give us the Power, Light and Life that we have wanted to know all of our lives.

I am doing my BEST to share with you, my Black Sisters, the things we need to know to be successful. But before you can even attempt to be yourself, you have to know whom yourself is. change of seasons treeALL BLACK PEOPLE ARE CREATED MUSLIM. WE ARE MUSLIMS WHEN WE ARE BORN.

THE SLAVEMASTERS TAUGHT OUR FOREPARENTS CHRISTIANITY AND THEY PASSED IT DOWN TO US. WE ARE BORN MUSLIMS. ISLAM IS THE NATURE IN WHICH WE WERE CREATED. BY CLAIMING TO BE CHRISTIANS, WE ARE ACCEPTING A RELIGION THAT IS OTHER THAN OURSELVES, WHICH IS WHY WE ARE NOT SUCCESSFUL. CHRISTIANITY IS A WHITEMAN’S RELIGION. THEY ORGANIZED IT TO MAKE SLAVES OF BLACKMANKIND AND WE HAVE SWALLOWED IT HOOK, LINE AND SINKER, TO THE POINT WHERE WE THINK WE ARE MORE CHRISTIAN THAN THE DEVILS WHO MADE IT UP.

When Allah (God) Created the Black Nation, He Gave Us ISLAM As A WAY OF LIFE. Islam is the way of life that Allah Gave Us When He Created Us. Do you think he would create us and not teach us HOW To Live And Serve Him???

Christianity did not come until 451 years ago. Why would God give people a religion so late in the game? Wouldn’t He know the future? Why not give us a religion from the beginning that will last forever? What kind of God has to change His religion? :/ Allah Has NEVER changed His religion. He Gave Us Islam in the beginning of the Universe and He Wants us to Practice ISLAM today. Our devil slavemasters did not and DO NOT want us to practice Islam. So, they did not and will NEVER teach us The Truth of It. They killed our parents, who were Muslims when they were brought here in chains, after they birthed their first babies, so that they could not teach their children their way of life.

This left the slavemasters free to teach us whatever they wanted to – a religion that would make us harmless slaves – known as Christianity. Christianity is not your religion, nor was it the religion of your righteous foreparents, Sisters. Give it back to your slavemaster along with his name and ACCEPT YOUR OWN –

Your Own Name – A HOLY NAME OF ALLAH THAT WILL LIVE FOREVER

Your Own Religion – ISLAM

Your Own God – ALLAH

And Your Own People – THE BLACK PEOPLE OF THE EARTH.

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Unless you accept Islam, you will NEVER be successful. You can go through the motions but eventually (when the FIRE comes) none of it will matter unless you are a Muslim.

So, before I go any further, if you haven’t already, click HERE to purchase and READ MESSAGE TO THE BLACKMAN IN AMERICA. Or here to read online.

BELIEVE IT AND PRACTICE IT and then you can come back to the blog. THAT SHOULD BE YOUR FIRST PRIORITY.

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The world changed in the fifties and the sixties. This tumultuous decade brought about the Black Power Movement, wherein Black People united to protest against their second-class citizenship. The devil used this opportunity to utilize his sure-fire, time-tested tactic of divide and conquer to disrupt what little Black unity we had and, just as Our Beloved Messenger (PBUH) warned us he would do, used his woman as his last weapon.

All of a sudden, the devil woman is no longer content with being a housewife, she wants to go out and work like her husband. The Blackwoman, naturally attracted to her (opposite) enemy, follows suit, abandons the Black man and along with the infiltration of COINTELPRO, brings about an abrupt end to The Black Power Movement.

With integration came intermarriage and away went the days of decorum and traditional values. No one wanted to dress nice anymore. Jeans, t-shirts and tennis shoes became acceptable attire whereas before it was suits and ties and laced-up dress shoes. No one cared about wearing colors that were in harmony with the time of year anymore. No one cared about too much of anything anymore. White men began to let their hair grow like they did when they were in the caves. And their loyal slaves followed suit. Once again the influence of Islam was taken in the wrong direction, with Black women wearing their hair natural but sticking out all over their head (Afro).

By the arrival of the Seventies, suits and ties, hats and gloves could only be seen on Sundays among the regular working class (poor). Casual had become the uniform. Women were competing with men in the workplace and the children were/are running amok.

ISLAM CIVILIZES YOU.

ISLAM CLEANS YOU UP.

ISLAM MAKES YOU RESPECTED BY THE NATIONS OF THE EARTH.

CHRISTIANITY MAKES YOU A SLAVE.

THERE IS NO SALVATION IN THE WHITE RACE’S CHRISTIANITY.

Once you accept your own (Islam), you can be yourself and return to your nature, Sisters. Islam proves to you that the traditional ways of living are correct. Some people think that in order to be traditional you cannot utilize the current forms of technology like the Internet and even cell phones. That is just plain foolish. Once, I asked my Great-Grandmother (who was born in 1901) what she thought about the technological changes (she remembered a time before indoor electricity) and she said, “Things just got better.” 

Technology (Internet and cell phones) allows us to communicate and gather information easier and much more efficiently. Lifestyle is the manner in which we live, such as the clothes we wear, the attainment, choices and preparation of the foods we eat, the decorating and maintenance of the homes we live in, and the manner in which we carry ourselves, including our language. THESE are the areas in which we need to return to tradition.

We must have a complete reversal in our way of thinking. First, comes Islam. Then everything else will fall into place. When you accept The NEW Islam and you can only receive that From The LAST and GREATEST Messenger of Allah – The Honorable and Humble Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and the Blessings of Allah Forever Be Upon Him), you begin to recognize that this world is completely upside down. It is to the point where what is right is considered as wrong and what is wrong is accepted as right. “The devil [Caucasian] makes evil fair-seeming,” according to the Holy Qur-an.

I am at the point now, where my perspective is that, “If America likes it, I hate it. And if America hates it, I love it.”

It makes everything much simpler for me.

One of the first things I learned about The Nation of Islam is that the color of the Sisters’ Holy Garments corresponds with the Seasons of the Year. I remembered reading books and learning things like “You don’t wear white after Labor Day.” I thought that was cool, but didn’t really know anybody who subscribed to that Law. I knew there was something known as “Winter White” which I assumed was the acceptable white to be worn after Labor Day. But I didn’t know anybody who cared about such social conventions. The following is a list of some of the things we should do around the house as the Seasons Change.

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*DO A THOROUGH “SPRING” CLEANING

*REARRANGE FURNITURE

*CHANGE LINEN (BEDSPREAD, CURTAINS, BATHROOM TOWELS, RUGS AND SHOWER CURTAIN) TO COORDINATE WITH THE SEASON (SPRING, SUMMER, AUTUMN, WINTER)

*PACK UP SUMMER OR WINTER CLOTHES

*BREAK OUT AUTUMN OR SPRING CLOTHES

AUTUMN IS THE BEST TIME TO RE-STOCK PAPER AND OFFICE PRODUCTS (BACK TO SCHOOL)

*RINSE OFF YOUR HOUSE

*MAKE SURE TO KEEP FRESH FLOWERS IN THE KITCHEN, DINING ROOM AND LIVING ROOM

***REMEMBER JUST BECAUSE THE WEATHER WARMS UP DOES NOT MEAN YOUR CLOTHES COME OFF!!! WEAR COOL FABRICS LIKE LINEN AND OTHER BREATHABLE FABRICS IN WARMER WEATHER AND NO SANDALS!***

MY KING

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

MY MEMORIES OF US

PROPERTY OF HIP HOP

1. Received a note from a boy I didn’t know. Asked me if I liked him. Don’t remember what I said. Most likely, “Yes” considering the turn of events that followed.

  1. You rubbing your feet on the carpet and shocking me. Ouch! I don’t know how you did that. Boys…
  2. A butterfly landed on you and I was so JEALOUS!!! I had no idea how rare an occurrence that was. I’ve never seen anything close to that again in my life. I guess that was Allah’s way of pointing you out to me as “The One for Me.”
  3. You showed me honeysuckle and how to partake of its sweetness.
  4. You having two last names.
  5. Me writing down the lyrics to love songs and timidly giving them to you.
  6. Blue Jay finally being alone together and our classmates pulling us apart, breaking my heart to this day, it hurts. Finally alone together. And never able to get back together since.
  7. Basketball games. I seem to recall you being the youngest (smallest) member of the team.
  8. Rancho Cienega – you told me you didn’t play baseball. You played Basketball. That was the coolest thing I had ever heard in my life. They didn’t even have a gym yet. I guess that’s why you were at the playground with me. 🙂 1929072_1058754600951_3024531_n
  9. Saw you at L.A. and didn’t know who you were. Stephanie Trice told me you were “A.J.” now. I thought that was cool. But still thought of you as My Jamal.
  10. Tennis
  11. First kiss by the girls’ gym. Braces and all. 
  12. Walking to work holding hands and passing The Merchant of Tennis which is gone now. 😦
  13. You told me you played tennis at Jim Gilliam. I had never even heard of that park back then.
  14. Ditching class on the stairs listening to your Walkman. Patti Labelle and that devil. I hated that song. Now, I know why. Sweetheart with the devil; Go to hell with the devil.
  15. Going to Burger King and you borrowing money to buy me something.
  16. You and Al coming over and me getting mad because you would always be in the office with my father.
  17. Al jumping in front of and getting hit by a car and ending up with a broken leg. Crazy! I don’t remember him coming with you to my house after that.
  18. Sitting on the couch, listening to Stephanie Mills feel good all over (I hated that song too), not wanting to go to work and you making me.
  19. Me getting mad and poking my bottom lip out and you flicking it making me laugh.
  20. You wanting me to go to your Homecoming. I didn’t even ask. I knew my parents wouldn’t let me go to a night dance. 
  21. Writing a rap about you that I lost. I think I gave you a copy. Hope I did anyway. All I could remember was the first line. “I know this COLD-CRUSH guy. His name’s A.J.”
  22. Laughing at you because you couldn’t dance.
  23. You doing the Guess with your hand behind your head when you went low.
  24. Singing A.J. by K.B. 

  25. Pee-Wee’s Playhouse
  26. You working at cool Intellitoys in The Beverly Center while everybody else worked at the food court.
  27. You making me feel good about my jacked-up braids.
  28. At some point your mom took you out of L.A
  29. Thought you were cheating on me with a white girl at your new school and didn’t have the confidence to ask you about it. Gave up and just started cheating you.
  30. Suddenly you didn’t want to talk to me anymore when I called and you never calling me.
  31. Being at the Beverly Center and we must’ve seen Michael Bivins and you made me feel stupid for still liking him. “You still like him?” (Thank-you for that, Bae)
  32. Saw you at Paradise 
  33. You Leading me up the stairs to V.I.P.
  34. Slow-Dancing to “Adore” every week
  35. You buying me a rose seems like every week
  36. Asking how you got so good at dancing and you saying, “I practiced.” 
  37. Being in the audience with Michelle cracking on your suit and then you leaping from the audience onto the stage like Plasticman or something, stunning the whole audience and shutting her up. That was the dopest thing I have ever SEEN in my life.
  38. YOU BUGGING ME ABOUT THAT BELT!
  39. You coming up to the Plantation and taking me to Taco Bell where they had that un-carbonated soda that was super-sweet. It’s a subway station now. 
  40. Me and Michelle driving you and Kaiu to some party.
  41. You not wanting to talk to me again all of a sudden.
  42. You kissing my daughter (who shares your initials, 😉 ) ON THE MOUTH at Venice Beach and left me feeling dejected wanting you to kiss me too. 😥
  43. Seeing you at that party on 59th and Alviso that Damu told us about earlier that day at the Fox Hills Mall. And being the only girl slam-dancing with you guys to that song by those devils.
  44. My cousin having a picture of you out of some magazine (you had dreadlocks and mudcloth on) on her mirror. :/
  45. Asking my cousin if she could have any man in the world who would she choose and you were my choice unquestionably. 
  46. Seeing you at The Roots’ show, I don’t know how many times. Once some Indian girl asked me if I wanted to stand near you. I shook my head vigorously, “No.” I was insecure back then. Never, no more.
  47. Seeing you at that birthday party that I realized later must have been for you and you kissed me on my lips and sent me spinning. I managed to make it outside before I had to sit down and nearly passed out. #seriously
  48. Seeing you at that club, I think it was called Chocolate something, and the next week again, it was your birthday.
  49. Going back to the same club and giving you a rose and the lyrics to Endless Love.
  50. Being in the pool/Jacuzzi at that hotel when The DF was in town. And the party in Bel Air.
  51. Seeing you at the club for the last time. That was the best night of my life. Oh, to be able to sit on your lap and cuddle up with you with your arms around me! That was the closest I’ve ever been to Heaven. Perplexed, wondering why none of your friends said anything about me sitting on your lap.25935_1360730135671_389964_n
  52. You waking me up at 10:22 and making me think about you at 10:22 twice a day every day ever since.
  53. Not being able to get you off my mind until today.
  54. Coming back and it was a completely different scene.
  55. Your wife being so interested in me.
  56. Ma’Kaya as uncomfortable as I was.
  57. You asking me where was my camera, which I had completely forgotten about for the next 15 years. Someone stole it before I ever had a chance to view the footage of you.
  58. You taking me home in that cool little Supra. And you HATING The Dogg Pound. “What is this?” Me testing you to open the sunroof that I knew you had never opened and you doing it!!! I was so impressed by your strength and determination and ultimate success.
  59. Wanting to wear your Shawn Kemp jersey as if it were a dress to whatever awards show you were working at.
  60. You again, not wanting to talk to me anymore.
  61. You telling the police your name like it means something.
  62. Me feeling so disgusted at the pride you showed saying it.
  63. The police taking my sunglasses off my head.
  64. You telling me to “Never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never come back.”
  65. You telling your neighbors some story about me that I wanted to hear SO BADLY.
  66. On my way to your house and Erika showing up out of nowhere and taking me to the movies instead.
  67. On my way to your house again, but hearing all those “Nevers” in my head, and ending up at the police station where I sat for hours until they took me to the hospital.
  68. Trying to replace you and getting burned every time.
  69. Reading about and going to your show. And leaving so embarrassed, when the D.J. played “Ms. Fat Booty.” :/ Too many “nevers” still in my head to try to get backstage to see you.
  70. Finding you on Myspace, right after you signed up.
  71. Being so happy to be able to actually send you the actual song instead of just the lyrics. Allah U Akbar (Allah is the Greatest) for technology!
  72. You having a show with Acey and asking me to come. But I couldn’t. I would now.
  73. Missing you. Wanting you. Loving you. Coping by writing poetry.
  74. Wondering when I was going to see you again. I knew it was going to happen eventually. You had been in my life all this time, popping up unexpectedly. So, since I didn’t go to the club anymore at all, I figured it would be in Leimert. Then I heard you were performing at the Artwalk. But it was at night, so I couldn’t go.
  75. Trying to get my mind right so, I would be cool when I finally saw you again. It was inevitable.
  76. Learning where you worked and resumed my pursuit.
  77. Being cool while you were trembling like a leaf. Why didn’t you look into my eyes, Baby? You know what was there. Love. Love. Love. And you knew you were not deserving of it in there with a devil. Couldn’t handle it. But it’s still here (LOVE). Still. Still. Still. Still. After all this time. I still love you. I’m so sorry for hurting you. Please Forgive Me. I don’t have any other options. I have learned over the last thirty years that you are meant for me. Allah (God) told me I was put here to submit to Him and to serve you.  I cannot marry another. You are the only man for me. You are the BEST and I’ll not settle for less. I’ll just wait until you come to the same conclusion. We were made for each other and no one else is going to work for either of us. We are SOULMATES. Trying to make it work with anybody else is a waste of time. I know this and you will soon come to know. I’ll be waiting. Still. I’ll Always Love You. 

 

 

 

HOMEMADE ANT REPELLANT

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Beautiful and Beloved, PREVENTATIVE, Asiatic Black Sisters!

Every year, my kitchen is infiltrated by ants. I hate it. Especially, if I’m in the middle of cooking and an ant materializes, seemingly out of thin air. I HATE IT! I have to kill it and wash my hands and go back to cooking feeling contaminated. Last Summer, I started baking cookies to sell and this year I started baking pies too, so I could not go through worrying about ants showing up and contaminating my treats.

So, a while ago, my neighbor had roaches, and the manager came and put down some type of professional exterminator pellets, that the roaches would take back to their nest and it would kill the ones who had not even shown up in my bathroom. It worked beautifully. So, instead of waiting for the ants to show up, I decided to try a preventative solution, so I wouldn’t even have to worry about trying to kill them while I’m cooking. I’ll kill them before they even make it into the kitchen!

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I looked online for some professional bug killer and found something similar to what he had but it was $30! I was not expecting to spend that kind of money on bug killer. So, I kept looking but they were all about the same price. I concluded that I would have to come up with a Plan B.

My father is an apartment owner and he told me along time ago that Borax works for roaches, so I thought it might work on ants too. I looked online and found that it does, but you have to add some sort of sweetener to entice the ants to the Borax. I tried honey at first mixed with a little Borax and spread it across the bottom of my back door entrance into my kitchen where the ants usually enter. Put it wherever you need to. But if it is somewhere accessible to children, or somewhere difficult to reach, I would recommend using a small container.

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It worked like a charm, but when the weather warmed up, the honey liquified and separated from the Borax. I just looked online and saw that if you use honey, put it in a little container. Next I tried sugar, that worked too. Next time, I’m going to add water to make a syrup. I think they might like that better.

After a few weeks I would see one or two ants in the kitchen, so I just cleaned up the Borax and put down a fresh dose. I used 50/50 Borax and Sugar. And that worked fine.

I got my Borax from the hardware store for $10 a can. I didn’t even think about using Laundry Borax. It works just as well (from what I’ve read) and costs much less.

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WE MUST DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

TAKE YOUR PRIDE OFF THE SHELF

STOP BEGGING THE WHITEMAN

FOR SOME OF HIS WEALTH

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GET OFF YOUR BEHIND

GO TO WORK AND PRODUCE

THE THINGS THAT WE NEED

TO GIVE OUR NATION A BOOST

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THE KINGDOM OF GOD –

WE’VE GOT TO BUILD TO BECOME –

THE RULERS OF CIVILIZATION –

HARD WORK WILL GET IT DONE

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DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

DIG INTO THE EARTH

AND EXTRACT FROM ITS WEALTH

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GROW YOUR OWN FOOD

AND RAISE YOUR OWN COWS

FOR THEIR MILK AND FOR LEATHER

TO MAKE YOUR OWN SHOES

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DIG INTO YOUR EARTH

SHE HAS EVERYTHING WE NEED

ALL YOU HAVE TO DO

IS JUST PLANT THE SEEDS

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WE NEED LAND FIRST AND FOREMOST

CAN’T PRODUCE ANYTHING WITHOUT IT

FOR FOOD, CLOTHES AND SHELTER

REQUIRES LAND – NO DOUBT ABOUT IT

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WITH LAND WE’LL GROW FOOD

AND EVERYTHING WE NEED

IN UNITY WITH ISLAM

AND ALLAH – WE’LL SUCCEED

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DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

PRODUCE OUR OWN WEALTH

IN TWENTY-FIVE YEARS

WE WON’T NEED ANY HELP

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WE SO MUCH TO DO

IN THIS WORK TO BUILD A NATION

BUT WHERE/HOW DO WE START?

LET’S GO TO THE REVELATION

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“COME OUT OF HER, MY PEOPLE,

THAT YE BE NOT PARTAKERS OF HER SINS”

WE MUST DO SOMETHING FOR SELF

AND THIS IS WHERE WE BEGIN

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SEPARATION, INDEPENDENCE!!!

ON SOME OF THIS GOOD EARTH WE CAN CALL OUR OWN

A PLACE WHERE THE SO-CALLED NEGRO

CAN BE FREE TO BUILD HIS HOME

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A HOME OF HIS OWN

WITH UNLIMITED WEALTH

ALL OF THIS CAN BE HAD

IF YOU DO SOMETHING FOR SELF!

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CHARITY = LOVE

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيمTHE BIBLE

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Sweet, Holy, Black Sisters,

This has always been my favorite passage of scripture but it still surprised me, when after over thirty years, I decided to look it up and remembered exactly where it could be found.

Although we’re all used to calling the Bible Holy, it is far from it. Holy is something that has not been diluted, mixed or tampered with in any form and we just cannot say this of the poison Bible. However, there is Truth in it, but it must be REINTERPRETED BY ONE WHO WAS TAUGHT THE KNOWLEDGE AND THE WISDOM OF THE BOOK. 

Please do not read the Bible in any capacity until after you have read MESSAGE TO THE BLACKMAN IN AMERICA. There is a guide to understanding The Bible in the back of the book.

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1 Corinthians 13

King James Version (KJV)

1 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

2 And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.

3 And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.

4 Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,

5 Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;

6 Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;

7 Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

8 Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.

9 For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.

10 But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.

11 When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

12 For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

13 And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.

 

ENDLESS LOVE

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

ENDLESS LOVE

I met this guy when I was eight (8) years old.
I fell in love with his eyes and my Crush was Cold.
Kinda Brown and Mesmerizing
I Would Get Lost in His Gaze;
Oblivious To The World Around Me
You Could Say I Was In A Daze.
Only eight (8) years old and already in Love,
With a Ten-Year Old God, who fit me like a glove.

As the years passed,
My Love Only GREW.
And Although there were others,
Every Few Years It Would Renew.

I’d run into him somewhere,
And end up in his arms;
Lost in his eyes,
I’d succumb to his charms.

To this very day, my love deeply burns.
And Who Knows But Allah
What the Future Holds?

I thought he was a Muslim,
Because of his name,
But he’s not in the Nation,
And Sunni is not the same.

In love with a Non-Believer!
What Kind of Muslimah am I?
Allah is The Best Planner tho
And on Him do I rely.

All He Has to say is “Be.”
And it is.
So, if it’s His Will
Then I will be his.

But until then, I’ll just wait and stay chaste
Until that sure day when I’ll again see his face.

The Man Whom I Met When I Was Eight (8) Years Old.
Fast-Forward Thirty Years
And
My
Crush
Is
Ice
Cold!!!

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

…and your eyes…

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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I wanna hear your mouth say

What I’m Reading in Your Eyes….

They’re Telling Me You Love Me

But you don’t even REALIZE

That Me You Don’t Want to Love.

I’m TOO much WOMAN For You,

And I’ll ask you NOT to do the things,

You know you’re NOT supposed to do.

Like smoking when you smoke

Don’t even take a toke.

SMOKING CAN KILL YOU

DON’T TAKE LIFE FOR A JOKE.

And Drinking When You Drink.

Pour Your Liquor Down The Sink.

Allah Gave Us Restricted Laws So

We Don’t Even Have To Think (About That).

Eat One Meal A Day (And No Swine).

Because That’s the ONLY WAY

To Stop Sickness and Disease.

And Be Sure to Fast and Pray!

These are just a few things

That Will Make You A BETTER MAN.

I LOVE YOU AND I WANT YOU TO LIVE

As Long As You Can.

But You Don’t Know if you’re ready,

For a WOMAN LIKE ME,

Who Knows It’s You Whom She Wants,

And Whom You’re Going To Be!

Deep Down You know you want me too.

But I’ll Only Accept You When You Commit.

It’s Been Almost Thirty Years,

I know I never will relent.

Allah And I Know

What the FUTURE Holds

HE’S ON MY SIDE,

I’m not afraid of getting old.

I’ve got nothing but time

To Just Sit Here And Wait……

For Your Mouth To Tell Me Something

That Your Eyes Already Say.