NEW ORLEANS TRICENTENNIAL

بسم الله الرحمان الرحيم الحمد لله!!!

As Salaamu’ Alaikum Dearly Beloved,

Here’s an article I submitted for publishing to a local newspaper.

They haven’t responded so I am going to publish it myself! It’s so lovely being independent!

NEW ORLEANS – THREE HUNDRED YEARS OF SLAVERY

New Orleans is what the slavemaster calls “The Deep South.”

It is where slaves farther North were threatened to be sold if they misbehaved. It is where slaves knew if here they ended up, they would very likely never see their relatives again.

Because New

Orleans is so far embedded in the Deep South – passage to “FREE STATES” farther North was much more difficult to attain.
What with “passes” from the white slavemaster or “free papers” being required lest one should be accosted by patrollers seeking a bounty on any Black person traveling throughout the slaveholding states.
A more viable option was to escape among the Red Indians who were driven from their homes by the Imperialistic white slavemaster colonists, and forced to eek out an existence in the marshes and swamps, loaded with alligators.
These people are known as “MAROONS.”
They are fiercely angry with this white slavemaster for all but annihilating them. The ones who were not killed were only spared so that the white slavemaster could point them out to his children as the people from whom “his” country was stolen. In other words, their lives were spared only to be ridiculed and mocked.
The decendents of these fugitive slaves who sought refuge with the Red Indians still mask; but try and find one who is indigenous.
New Orleans is a long way from where Emancipator, Harriet Tubman, organized the infamous and infallible UNDER GROUND RAIL ROAD to ferry former bondspeople to freedom.

She was from Maryland and only had as far to go as from there to Philadelphia to

reach liberation.

After the passage of the Fugitive Slave Act in 1850, which made it lawful to re-capture fugitive slaves who had successfully reached free states, and return them to bondage, it became necessary to travel all the way to Canada to ensure freedom. Making freedom for the Black slave in New Orleans an even much more distant and hardly attainable goal.
Slave traders in New Orleans had partnerships with their Northern Brethren to con free Blacks into false friendships so they could then deliver them up into the hands of their Southern slavetrading Brethren and into the merciless bounds of slavery in New Orleans – the deep South – miles away from their loved ones and the base of the slave trade for the entire gulf coast.
The Port of New Orleans is where many of our poor ancestors first set foot in the Western Hemisphere, where their children still today are blind to what it really means to be free.
Step outside the box and take a good look at THE BIG PICTURE. Every where you look you will still see slavery, only it is much worse today because now we are “free slaves.”
The white slavemaster no longer has to WHIP us into submission. We willingly allow him to rule over us. We prepare our resume and beg him to put chains on our hands and feet. This is due to the fact that although he says he freed us in 1863, the chains are still locked firmly around our minds.
This, coupled with the omission of the promised forty acres and a mule, left the majority of us still dependent on the slavemaster for the necessities of life.
We are still their servants – completely dependent on them to provide us with the basics. They still feed, clothe and shelter us. Just as they fed, clothed and sheltered our poor foreparents. We don’t produce anything for ourselves.

The white devil slavemasters brought us here solely to serve them and serve them we still are.

For instance, if you observe any major event in this cosmopolitan city, ninety-nine per cent of the employees are Black serving the ninety-nine per cent white people out enjoying themselves at the recreation.
From the man directing traffic to the man providing the entertainment, our lives are given for the benefit of the white slavemaster’s use.

The only way to end this perpetual cycle of slavery, is to think in terms of doing something for self.

The whiteman does not train and teach his children to go to school, graduate, go to college and get a “good job.”

That is slavery Teachings that he teaches our children. So they will forever have a slave.

His sons go to school with briefcases and dressed in suits to prepare them for the business world.

They are taught to get an education that will equip them with the knowledge that will enable them to start and own their own business.

He thinks LONG TERM. If he starts his own business, his family is set forever. No more begging the slavemaster for anything.

We must have something to start with. Therefore, if

you must get a job, only work with the object of mastering a skill or acquiring enough capital to open your own business. If you can do it for him, you can do it for yourself. Think like an entrepreneur. Otherwise,
His children will know that they forever have a slave because we continue the wretchedness of slavery by bringing our children in under their employment. Even our people with college degrees return and give the benefit of all their learning right back to the white slavemaster.
Yes, they receive higher salaries than their unlettered brethren but they are merely high paid servants for the white slavemaster. And, he is quite willing to pay a high price as long as he can keep you from leaving his service and going for yourself.
The LAST thing he wants to see is his once Black slave taking a free step away from him to earn his own living independently of him. No, because then he has lost that Blackman forever and that Blackman is on the way to becoming his former slavemaster’s equal. Owning his own and determining his own future and his progeny’s future is secure and free from slavery to the whiteman.
This Blackman is on the road for self and the Black people he employs will be able to go for self. They have freed not only themselves but their children and their children’s children and their employee’s children and so on and so on. Forever breaking the cycle of slavery that has thrived here in New Orleans for the last three hundred years.
This Trailblazing Blackman has become a shining star illuminating the path to freedom in deed for his fellow Black Brothers who are still mentally enslaved, just by exemplifying what we are capable of once we take advantage of the freedom to leave the slavemaster’s “plantations.”
The chains still keeping you bound to him are your (his) last names, your religion (Christianity) and FEAR.
For three hundred years in New Orleans, we have carried the white slavemaster’s luggage, we have driven him around and parked and retrieved his cars. We have prepared and served him his meals, we have waited on him at his tables, we have cleaned up after him, we have paid him to transport us to perform these services for him or paid him for spaces to park our cars, we have served him and his family as loyal slaves for generation after generation – for three centuries – Our families serving their families indefinitely.
Is it going to take another three hundred years for us to get up and put the rag mop down, put the horn down, put our dress down and start building something permanent so our future won’t be spent as invariable servants to the white slavemaster?
❤ Wadoodah ❤

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Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

New Orleans

French Quarter

Riverwalk Pavilion

Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

Al Hamdulillah

Al Fatiha

Master Fard Muhammad, To Whom Praises Are Due Forever, married us.

And soon we have a baby girl and then another girl and then another boy.

They live happily ever after.

Recidivism and Irrecidivism

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As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum My Dearly Beloved Asiatic Black Family,

I guess I have some explaining to do.

I have been in New Orleans since October. Spent the entire end of the year in jail. Where I suffered tremendously. I could enumerate the indignities without probability of fatigue and never exhaust them. The only good thing is that I was afforded the opportunity to read “EMMA” by Jane Austen. The benefits of such an auspicious undertaking are too numerous to mention.

As a writer and as a propagandist of prude femme, I highly recommend it.

The Sister who is desirous of augmenting her verbal acumen, as well as her prudenciality, will find even Jane’s missives to be advantageous.

I am presently imbibing “PRIDE AND PREJUDICE” and can truthfully endorse it as being equivalent to the former in its sesquipedalianity.

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Beloved Sisters and Brothers, We are at the aborning of a new year. Spring is the season of rebirth after the death of Winter.

For me it is a time of reflection and reconsideration of certain life decisions.

I feel my biological clock ticking and even my patience wears thin, especially when I see no signs of my love reciprocated.

Of course, my soulmate is still my soulmate. But how many people are actually with their soulmate?

I know he knows what is up, but his priorities differ from mine. My motivation is LOVE, whereas his is money. He loves money more than he loves me and I don’t anticipate any foreseeable change in his perspective.

The patina of age, illuminated by the passing of another year, has saliently illustrated that forever is longer than I anticipated. Ergo, I am realizing my option of giving someone else a chance.

Admittedly, I have never been intimate with an F.O.I., therefore my former resolve that if any one is going to misuse me, it would have to be my soulmate, is in question.

There is no being in the universe comparable to the FRUIT OF ISLAM, so with somewhat mild alacrity, I am considering it.

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

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Although All that Remains of

My Heart is Shards of Stained Glass Red;

That has been Scattered by the Wind;

To the Four Corners of the Earth;

Never to be Conjoined Again;

My MIND is a Cavernous Inlet –

Supersaturated with the Waters of Life –

Insatiably Siphoning Intellectual Nutrients

Out of the Earth,

Until it is Swollen With Omniscience,

Infinitely Multiplying its Mass

With Knowledge, Vigour and Philanthropy.

My Shell is AN INDESTRUCTIBLE

SUPREMELY-CRAFTED

GALAXY

Comprised of Compassion

Characterized by Perfection

And Paradigmatically Designed for Emulation

I LIVE TO FULFILL ALLAH’S (SWT) PLAN

Thus, I Willingly Sacrifice My Heart

For the Greater Good

Vitoria e Certa.

 

AL HAMDULILLAH

BISMILLAHI RAHMANI RAHIM

AS-SALAAMU ALAIKUM MY BELOVED BROTHERS AND SISTERS!

I REALLY DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY.

I THOUGHT THIS BLOG WAS BLACK HISTORY.

BUT HERE IT IS.

THANK-YOU FOR YOUR CONTINUED SUPPORT.

NOW THAT I KNOW IT’S HERE, I MIGHT WRITE. MIGHT NOT.

I’M STILL M.G.T & G.C.C., STILL IN LOVE WITH ZAWJI, EXPECTING HIM TODAY, HAPPY, HEALTHY, FEELING AND LOOKING BETTER THAN WE EVER HAVE IN LIFE, THANKFUL FOR ALLAH’S BLESSINGS. HOPING THE SAME FOR YOU. ❤ ❤ ❤ OUR CHILDREN ARE GOOD TOO.

AS-SALAAMU’ ALAIKUM!

P.S. CHANGED MY NAME AGAIN – IT’S STILL LOVE – JUST IN ARABIC. 🙂

WADOODAH ALLAH ❤ ❤ ❤

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The Most Intelligent Man ALIVE!!

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Beloved & Beautiful Asiatic Black People of the Planet Earth

FIRE

UNDERGROUND CALIFORNIA SOUND POUNDS!!!
ELOQUENT, BENVOLENT, RELEVANT
AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, INTELLIGENT!
This Black Brother threw some Black History in his rhyme saying, “I’m lit just like a filament.”
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  1. well meaning and kindly.
    “a benevolent smile”
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    generous, magnanimous, munificent, unselfish, openhanded, beneficent;
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  1. the art of effective or persuasive speaking or writing, especially the use of figures of speech and other compositional techniques.
    synonyms: oratory, eloquence, command of language, way with words

    “a form of rhetoric”
    • language designed to have a persuasive or impressive effect on its audience, but often regarded as lacking in sincerity or meaningful content.
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“MY MIND’S MY NINE; MY PEN MY MACK 10; MY TARGET ALL EMCEES WHO STARTED RAPPIN.”

STREET PEOPLE

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

GIVING HOMELESS PEOPLE HOMES IS NOT GOING TO GET RID OF AMERICA’S PROBLEM WITH HOMELESSNESS.

Homelessness is a symptom of the greater illnesses of ADDICTION AND MENTAL DISORDERS.

In fact, many people you find out panhandling and sleeping on the street are not even homeless!

They have homes they just don’t have what they need in these homes, such as drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, or companionship.

THOSE are the problems that need to be addressed and the root of the problem goes back to our devil slavemasters who ruined everything and put us in this deplorable condition where we need intoxicants and where we don’t know how to maintain healthy families.

But the devil slavemasters KNOW this.

They just like to see us in this condition.

They just don’t want to see it.

Remember when I was wondering where everybody in Leimert went?

Well, now I know.

The government is giving Section 8 vouchers to everybody but you have to move way out in the Boondocks to take advantage of it.

So, as it always is with Christian America, instead of getting to the ROOT of the problem she just puts a band-aid on a gunshot wound.

Meanwhile, they’re moving back into the inner-city where Black people are being pushed out due to higher rents and the mortgage crisis of a few years ago.

READ MESSAGE TO THE BLACKMAN IN AMERICA and FLY TO ALLAH, YOUR ONLY REFUGE FROM THE STORM COMING.

 

Closing Ceremony

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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

Kayfa Haluk? Bihayul Walhamdulillah!!!

That means “How are you doing? I’m good, All Praise is due to Allah!!!” in our native and that of our righteous foreparents language – al Arabiya 😉 ARABIC.

I don’t know what’s going on but the spiritual world is in an uproar. The witches are at me!

I was analyzing the words occult and cult. They have the same root. That’s probably why they are so sketchy. Stay away from both.

I’m even starting to wonder about “culture.”

That can be a bad thing.

Our only “culture” should be ISLAM, which is not a “culture” it is a way of life.

Cultures separate people into cults.

Let’s try and focus on ALLAH and doing His Will and not on territorial or cultural restraints.

They limit you and The Nation of Islam “has a future of unlimited progress!” ALLAHU AKBAR!!!

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So, today is the last day of A.J. Week August 2017 and guess what my Baby got me last night???

OLIVE JUICE!!!!! ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

Only the TRUES know what that means! 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀

And HONEY!!!!!! ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

Everybody knows what THAT means!!!!! 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀

But I can’t wait to see what he has in store, if anything for the closing ceremonies…..

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What’s-her-name’s play made me walk out.

I should have known. Anything put on by the devil is going to be in his favor. But I thought because the playwright was Black and moderately intelligent, I might get something out of it.

Allah Told Me I should have known when I saw the entire cast was devils.

I would never do anything like that.

She was one of those Black “progressives” like DuBois who thought that you could change a devil.

But ALLAH Has Decided that they cannot be reformed so you have to kill them all.

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I had a good weekend studying.

This is education season, except for little devils who are still going to the beach. I noticed that there were A LOT of them at the beach today, when school started for public schools last week! I hate the devil. They put our kids in school early. AUGUST?!?!? Just to get them off the street. While theirs are still enjoying their parents, who are at the beach with them.

Allah Will Pay Them Back.

But it is education season because all of a sudden I have five books. I’m not going to college. I don’t think I can submit to anyone. So, I’m teaching myself. And I’m my BEST Teacher.

I wish I knew more Arabic. Anybody know a native speaker willing to teach me? For FREE? Tell him or her – Jazakallahul khayr.

We are entering a new month and change is occurring. So pray, pray, pray to Master Fard Muhammad, To Whom Praises Are Due Forever, for GUIDANCE!

Memorize this