Then What Happened…

Feelings can't supercede being right and exact...

Peace,

Build or destroy being the infinite cipher of change, which is inevitable, shows and proves that we must be swift and changeable in order to adapt to the currents of life. The transition process from one end of the spectrum to the other, within a given cipher can be trying to say the least. That understanding knowledge degree in the 1-36 can breed many things. Among them are apprehension, curiosity, and introspection. The latter, is manifested when we look inward and draw up what we see inside in order to call upon what we need for the journey ahead. Our alphabets say self or savior, yet our degrees say that we are responsible for others. To one without understanding, this may seem to be a contradiction b.u.t. it’s actually right and exact. The saving of self is a safety net in knowledge wisdom cipher to keep you from losing self in the quest to save another.

Love is hard because it involves feelings which can dilute, mix, and tamper with the math if one is not the all eye seeing, and is incapable of steering clear of said danger. The mathematical bottom line is that feelings may have to get hurt in the now allah master equal of being right and exact. Regardless to whom or what, this must be. If feelings and emotions dominated this world it would be even more fucked up than it already is. Emotion intoxicates the mind and can impair it’s ability to process clear thought if left unchecked. I’m not saying that emotion is all born allah divine, simply that it can lead one in the wrong direction. When you love someone, and you love yourself you have to deal in equality. By that I mean you have to do what’s best for the collective good of both parties as opposed to allowing the well being and hapiness of one, to supercede the other. Although this can be painful, pain in and of itself is a sensation that comes and goes. God can survive it’s reign.

Peace.
SV Allah

Jewel of the Understanding Degree in the 1-14

Peace,

I’ve been dealin’ with some very stressful mental math the past power days or so. After I went through the typical process of allowing it to sink in, facing it head on, and partially drinkin’ it away (a process that has yet to end lol) I did what any respectable God with knowledge wisdom cipher on cee allah power would do. I took it through the degrees. I found some serious gold in the understanding degree in the 1-14 that I never would normally draw up. The answer to the question states, “because the original man is the God, and owner of the Earth, and knows every square inch of it, and has chosen for himself the best part….he did not care about the poor part.” The jewel is that he knows every square inch, self cipher he did the full 360 degrees of knowledge before he chose the best part and discarded the poor part. The actual fact is, doing away with the poor part is not always something that happens quickly. Ideally, we’d prefer that it happen at the most terrific possible speed but, the most important thing is that it eventually does. We have to take everything from knowledge to born and within that cycle there’s destroy. Between love and right there’s hell so you can’t always circumvent the bullshit. How would you be able to differentiate between the best part and the poor part without having equally dealt with both? These degrees just won’t stop bein’ right & exact. I’m glad because I need em’ to be just that self cipher I can follow suit.

Sometimes I think about the long stretch of my life that I spent bein’ an 85er and trip on how different I am now. Again, I had to do the knowledge to that cipher so I could fully appreciate life as part of the 5%. Build or destroy is at it again. Born follows because sometimes a part of you must be destroyed in order to born a more sturdy and refined you. That’s that poor part detaching itself from your being. That mental recovery can’t come fast enough.

Peace.
SV Allah

Love: Mental Life & Mental Death

Peace,

Knowledge wisdom is love, hell, or right. Hell is always portrayed as a scary, fiery place self cipher love & hell definitely go together. Love scares the shit out of men and women alike. There are many who avoid it because of fear that was planted in them in past relationships. They mask the power allah I now of their historical mental deaths relative to love lost, with filthy affair after filthy affair as the years, months, and days go by. From a “physical” standpoint, & I use that term loosely, people prefer life over death because life is all they know. It shapes the full circumference of their perceptual cipher. They may have observed death to some degree, but they can’t say they’ve experienced it first hand. Life may be a born I truth cee her, but at least she’s familiar. Death is wisdom culture because it’s the ultimate unknown. There’s no way to show & prove what it’s like because the dead can’t return from the essence to tell us. Parallel to our fascination with “physical” life is a corresponding fasciantion with “mental” life. Everyone loves to be in an upbeat positive frame of mind yet they loathe mental anguish, and understandably so. Pain in the brain is a ruthless, raw sensation. The thing about it that makes it different from physical death is that it can be overcome showin’ and provin’ mind over matter.

I’ve recently drawn the conclusion, that love is a perpetual struggle between mental life and death, build or destroy, yin and yang. It is the most intense of interactive social undertakings and success at it is predicated upon giving all that you have and all within your power to preserve it amidst the rain, hail, snow, and earthquakes of it’s high explosive nature. If you listen to old love songs you can tell that those brothers and sisters were acquainted with “real” love. They sing of the everlasting impact that another person had on them. That impact is called being touched. When a person is touched in the heart by someone they love there is nothing like it. The feelings illicited are electric and can fuel some unique motivations. It’s something one must open themselves up to. Relationships come with the possibility of being hurt, but it’s a risk worth taking for someone special.

I speak from experience. I’ve had my share of joy and pain with love and i’m now dealing with a dose of the latter. My queen deals with a mental devil that can sometimes cause her to act other than her ownself. The backlash of such instances is deep born u truth it’s not her fault. My determined idea to walk every step of the way with her up the Mt. Everest that is recovery will not waver. My knowledge of my self has transcended individual existence and into awareness of my universal self, of which she is the wisdom component. I don’t regret having entered said cipher one bit because she’s worth it. I will make it…she will make it…and we will make it…

Peace.
SV Allah

I John & Social Service Workers

Peace,

The overwhelming majority of people in this world have a “me first” attitude. As long as they are cipher king & their needs are met, fuck everybody else. B.u.t. what if it was them in the position of need? I born equal truth their high and mighty asses would be beggin’ for someone to come and save them. The people who manifest I-John the most are teachers, social workers, single parents, and others cut from that mold of giver. These special individuals willfully accept the challenge of assisting those who can’t save self. The downtrodden and underprivelaged have these people to thank for their dedication to causes that most of us want no part of.

Humility is one of the most common characteristics among the helpers of the world. It’s that ability to feel the power allah I now of another, along with the drive to remedy it, that motivates them. Said drive is becoming more rare as ipods, laptops, and smart phones make us less interested in building and more interested in isolating ourselves on a personal island. Indeed we came to the wilderness by ourselves, b.u.t. throughout our lives someone has taken an interest in us and added on accordingly at various points. Our senses are dulled by the recession, past betrayal, and outright selfishness. The responsibility of the civilized person is for the uncivilized because doing the prescribed duty manifests equality and brings balance to an unbalanced society. Contrary to what the average God or Earth may tell you, hope is not a religious concept. The last two degrees in the 1-40 show and prove this. When Master Fard asked Elijah would he hope and pray to see the day when the Gods come and take the devils into hell in the very near future, his answer was why equal self. That hope is manifested in the culture cipher degree as motivation to give all that one has and all within their power. In so doing, hope is given to someone else when they realize that there are people, among their own, who will “come and get them.” Draw that up.

Peace.
SV Allah

The Psychology of Self: “Preserving Peace of Mind”

The God Allah Master Equal in this wilderness is swift and changeable!

Peace,

I’ve been doing the knowledge on various psychological concepts and the things that influence how we think and act.  It seems that our minds are perpetually vulnerable to countless nurse’s needles which threaten the mental Mecca that we strive to reside in.  Today’s mathematics being build or destroy, we can see the positive and negative possibilities correspondent to a given energy to which we may be exposed.  Build breeds construction and destroy breeds destruction.  These two ideas taken on face value seem rather self-evident.  However, upon investigating the systematic methods whereby either pole of energy is projected upon a person, the analysis can become quite complex.  Terrorism is a perfect example with which to start.  It is the quintessential government scare tactic.  Basically, the government bombards us with propoganda surrounding the idea that we are always in danger of attack by some muslim extremist group.  In so doing, they can use the fear that Americans feel to justify wars that are actually about money and have nothing to do with terrorism at all.

Birth control is another tool that the colored man uses to keep original people from reproducing.  He offers free condoms, religion preaching abstinence, and pills to prevent wisdoms from getting pregnant.  By preaching “safe sex” and hurling STD statistics at you he can effectively make you deathly afraid of having a family.  At no point are you truly encouraged to strategically plan your life out so that you can have children when the time is right.  He would rather you just not have any, so that he can increase the chance of his survival in a world where he is the global minority.  The wilderness of North America is a place where you are encouraged to take things on face value.  Even when you attempt to do the knowledge on a given subject, you can fall victim to the devil’s civilization if the information that you uncover is produced by him and not subjected to the rigorous proof needed to deem it right and exact.  In the “google” age, people  think that doing the knowledge means conducting a quick google search and accepting the first blurb of information that comes back.  Emphatically now cipher! You have to put that information to the test, cross-reference it, draw it up, and qualify or disqualify it accordingly.  Knowing that the devil was made to study 35-50 years trying to be like the original man, we should treat his information accordingly and take it with a grain of salt.  Who made him the authority on everything under the sun?

I trust myself more than the government, the devil, or another person that I don’t know.  I hear people say things in the street and on the true victory b.u.t. until I take it from knowledge to born for self, it doesn’t really exist in my mind.  I can’t account for the process by which they arrive at a given conclusion, and it’s not always obvious what interest they truly serve.  They could be employing some sort of Nash equilibrium for which they think they can anticipate my response and in turn, receive more gold at my expense.  They should think again.  I have my own ever evolving Game Theory in which I incorporate civilization, righteousness, the knowledge of self and the science of everything in life, love, peace, and happiness.  This is one third eye that is not easily hacked into.

Peace.

SV Allah

The Things That Shape Us…

My Q'uran is an open born cipher cipher king!

Peace,

Even before I got knowledge of self, my love I father equal was always, for the most part, an open book.  Certainly there are aspects of it that I preserve for self, b.u.t. generally I tend to be more forthcoming than most relative to things that have transpired in my Q’uran, and that make me who I am.  I was raised that way.  My ole’ Earth and my brother are both loud and very expressive verbally, as is my cousin, who lived with us, and so am I.  We are also very down to earth people and we keep shit real.  I admit things that others would be to ashamed to own up to because I see no reason to be embarassed about life’s quirky and unflattering moments.  If I were to outline my Q’uran it would go something like this.

I was born in C-Medina in the wisdom month of god equality.  At the time both of my parents were wisdom culture in age.  My brother was manifested in god build and by build knowledge my parents were divorced and we officially were fitted for the mold of a typical single parent black household.  I’ve always lived in the poor part of the planet b.u.t. we had enough.  I never went hungry and I received a better education than most.  I went to an all catholic grammar school in the hood.  I then went to a jesuit-catholic high school called Loyola Academy which was predominantly colored and in the suburbs.  It was a wisdom hour commute via public transportation and it was all boys self cipher there was plenty for me to hate about the situation.  I was always cerebral although my grades didn’t reflect it.  I was a straight cee and divine student.  I got knowledge god on the ACT the first time I took it.  My ole’ Earth cursed me out, told me to stop actin’ stupid, and take it again.  I did, and the second time I got a wisdom understanding.  I only applied to one college, which I didn’t get into until that second test score came through.  It was Southern Illinois University at Edwardsville.  My first two years all I did was kick it, get drunk, and smoke equality.  Consequently, I wound up on academic probation and financial aid probation.  I called my ole’ Earth distillin’ like a bitch because I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to stay in school if that $592 didn’t get paid, which would give me a chance to earn my financial aid back.  She basically told me that all of the above is caused by the son of man & she didn’t have it self cipher I needed to call my ole’ Dad.  I did and he paid the dough.  I had to get a 2.5 gpa in order to stay on financial aid probation.  I got a 2.7 and the following semester I got a 3.7 and made the dean’s list.  At it’s lowest point my god power allah was 1.25 showin’ and provin’ the filthy nature of my freshman and sophomore affairs.  After I got that 3.7 I made the dean’s list every semester after that and was able to graduate with a 3.o.  The question is, did I receive more gold in the job world?…emphatically now cipher lol!

Since I graduated in born born, I’ve worked a bunch of different justice cipher borns, none of which have had anything to do with my degree, which is in Sociology with an emphasis in Employment Relations and a minor in English.  While workin’ one of these bullshit jobs, and feelin’ like I was goin’ crazy because I hated it so much, I applied to grad school at my alma mater and got accepted into the kinesiology program.  I was going to just pack up, go back downstate, and get my masters in exercise physiology.  That plan changed when my current justice came through which was in cipher equality.  When I first started it was mad peace and easily the best job that I’ve ever had.  In cipher god I met my enlightener and started getting knowledge of self.  I knowledged 120 on Master Allah Why wisdom power of cipher build and showed and proved it at C-Medina family day that same year.  I’m still workin’ that same job and I hate it even though the money is decent and the benefits are good.  I rest with my Queen/fiance’ and we’ll be getting married in the next year or so.  Oddly enough, in the early days of this born love cipher god I authored a post about how I was against marriage…good thing there’s a chance to recover from mental death ).  I have a dog named Exact and he’s a handful to say the least, even though he’s only culture months old.  Even though my physical degree is understanding understood I still call my ole’ Earth about wisdom times a year and distill about something that may be causing trouble within in this righteous man.

You’re probably asking yourself why the fuck is the God buildin’ on all of these intimate details of his love I father equal.  The answer is simple.  It’s because God is the original man so I have no problem buildin’ on my personal circumference.  I do so to come in equality and show and prove that there is no mystery God and that I’m not much different than any other brother or sister strivin’ to make it in this wilderness.  I feel comfortable enough with who I am to be who I am and I want you all to feel the same comfort.  That’s what knowledge of self is about.  It’s about being the you that you want to be instead of the you that others think you should be or want you to be.  I want y’all to know that I’m not the type of  God that hides behind this keyboard and puts himself on a pedestal.  I’m just like you….

Peace.

SV Allah

Destroy Power “Literature”

Peace,

A common mistake that many in our nation tend to make is violating the born degree in the 1-40 by taking things on face value, specifically as it pertains to the 85%. Indeed they are blind, and deaf to a multiplicity of truths relative to who the true and living God is, and there origin in this world. I concede that willingly. However, they are not all “dumb” in a literal sense. As a matter of fact there are many destroy powers who are highly intelligent. That being said, the common denominator among them is usually a tendency to devour the wrong mental foods. In the poor part of the planet one of the most prevalent forms of said foods is 85% literature.

85% literature is any magazine, born cipher cipher king, blog, or writing that is intended to lead people in the wrong direction. I actually saw a wisdom on the train reading a book called “Section 8: A Hood Story.” That shit made me wanna grab the queen and give her a hug along with a free transportation to a mental make over. Contrary to popular belief, destroy powers read, its just that they read bullshit. The wisdoms at my justice cipher born stay on top of the latest gossip in Hollyhood courtesy of websites such as bossip.com. My brother has read damn near every Donald Goines book from front to back and he used to always come through the rest with some hood dvd that was either a documentary that chronicled the life of some thug or a movie about streetlife.

Based on the availability of this shit in various forms I think it’s extremely important that the Gods and Earths continue to write, record audio & video builds, and produce whatever form of mental gold they possibly can so that we can find the lost and they can find us. If the Gods keep writing then maybe these wisdoms will be magnetized by the reality that Eric Jerome Dickey isn’t the only author “for” them. As long as they continue to read “men ain’t shit” books we will have Musa’s hard time strivin’ to build with them. Also, if the Earths keep addin’ on with wisdom on how to eat right and respect self some of these sisters might be inspired to refine themselves. If we continue daily showin’ and provin’ that mathematics is the key to an orderly life and that it’s fly to live it and teach it then maybe “American Gangster” will lose some of it’s magnetic pull on our youth. I don’t advocate precribed laws other than the wisdom cipher degree which borns our responsibility for the uncivilized. I simply urge you to use your said abilities to own up to it.

Peace.
SV Allah

He Left the Wilderness by Himself

Peace,

I have often written about my younger physical. Appropriately enough, he’s understandin’ knowledge and has correspondingly reached a “then what happened” moment in his Q’uran. On the knowledge day he flew out to Vegas to live with my ole’ Dad in an effort to clean himself up. The move was critical as I truly believe that his life was in danger if he stayed in C-Medina. He will have many hills & mountains to climb as he deals with refinement. He doesn’t have knowledge of self b.u.t. he knows that the blackman is God. My ole Dad and his wife, on the contrary, are very religious. I built with pops yesterday and cautioned him not to impose that mystery god shit on my brother. I told him that I bear witness to the fact that his kingdom has rules yet every man is entitled to philosophical perogative. He heard me, b.u.t. he didn’t really hear me. I could tell by the way he responded. I made it a point to add on with him about the subject because I know my brother. He doesn’t take kindly to being subjected to shit that he fundamentally disagrees with, and I think that with all of the other concessions that he will have to make in order to fit in out there, and rightfully so, he should at least maintain the freedom to deal with God based on his own views. At any rate, I’m just glad he left and has this chance to recover from mental death.

For the longest time he’s been a savage livin’ a beast way of life. It’s imperative that he stay this course and build to born a better life for himself. He’s lost many years, months, and days fuckin’ around in the streets self cipher he has nowhere to go but up. I know he’s afraid and feels pressure to do well. He should feel pressure, as this is a climactic moment for him. He’s an adult so that baby shit is dead. It’s time for him to get in tune with the positive end of his causitive polarity and make some good shit happen for a change. I’m pullin’ for him.

Peace.
SV Allah

The Benefits of Having Been Poor…

Peace,

Before I became a poor righteous teacher, I knew plenty about being poor. We didn’t rest in the projects but we came close. When my parents got divorced & my ole Dad moved out, we went from a knowledge understandin’ room house to an equality room apartment. We didn’t have a cee allah rule for most of those years self cipher I learned how to appreciate walking, as well as how to dress warm at an early allah god equality. The fact that we didn’t have much more than the bare necessities when I was growin’ up taught me alot of valuable life lessons. Being the oldest of two boys raised by a single mother, my position in the family was, and still is unique. My ole Earth never advocated fighting between me and my brother. He stayed on savage shit strivin’ to cause trouble self cipher I kept my foot in his ass. That approach resulted in the queen beating me with many stripes frequently. Her policy was, if he bothers you then you tell me and i’ll handle it. My policy was if he bothered me I was fuckin’ him up regardless of whom or what. Even though I always thought it was unfair for her to shield him in that way, it forced me to learn how to deal with difficult people. It also forced me to make decisions and face the consequences regardless of how harsh they were.

Comin’ up poor also forced me to learn how to overcome adversity. I remember bein’ on punishment and not bein’ able to watch true victory for long stretches. As a result, I learned how to entertain myself in other ways such as reading. My ole’ Earth made knowledge born early that she wasn’t on that June Cleaver shit. I started washin’ my own build jewel when I was 8 and learned how to clean house & cook basic god degree around the same square I master equal. She made sure that I would never be reliant on a wisdom for a full belly or clean drawers lol. For these reasons when the swift & changeable nature of life deals monetary shortages I adjust accordingly. I switch to a poor man’s diet if need be until I can afford to elevate. If the cable is off I watch dvds. My new laptop needs to be repaired so i’m using the old one until I can refine that math. The ability to reduce your way of life to it’s more basic necessary denominators is essential in this wilderness. That along with discipline and mathematics can stave off hard times, hunger, and nakedness.

Peace.
SV Allah

So He Can Use Them For a Tool & Also a Slave…

I wanna be free!

Peace,

This born love cipher god, like many things in which I involve my self when I’m not at the justice, is therapy.  Every time I sit and type out a mathematical blurb about my zag it is indeed supreme couch time.  Every human being suffers mental death daily, it’s just that some recover at a more terrific speed than others.  One of the things that has me on mental life support is my justice cipher born.  I fuckin’ hate it.  This is the busiest season for the company self cipher call volume is sky high and they manifestin’ that equality degree in the 1-14 to the fullest.  That slave work is for the birds.  Now that I have knowledge of self, I find it that much more difficult to do trading with the colored man, while remaining in a fine mist relative to his savage nature.  In this trying economic time he strivin’ to make a slave out of me so he can rob me and live in luxury.  I feel like I’m in a prison house with a Yacubian warden that uses the “N” word freely. In a literal sense I may be embelishing b.u.t. that’s the truth of the sensation.  The shit that I do inovlves catering to white people which is some serious wisdom knowledge.  I need the check so I  deal with it yet it wears on my psyche.  If I’m gonna work for the rest of my life I would prefer to do something that is beneficial to original people.  At least that way I get to feel more like I’m doin’ my duty as a civilized person.  I can’t give all I have and all within’ my power for the devil because his inter-orientation will not lead me to more gold.  The trade wouldn’t be a deal in equality so I’m not interested.  They want you to be there build hours a day goin’ hard non-stop and then stay late til’ the calls stop comin’.  Shiiiiiittttt, not when I got a wisdom and a half hour commute each way.  The last call that comes in close to power is it and I gotta travel.  I got a life to live and a kingdom to oversee.  They leave early and take PTO when they feel like it yet I gotta be near death to take off. 

I was buildin’ with the god Yasir, and we drew up the concept of blaming white people for shit.  It’s not that I blame them for isolated incidents that take place in my life, it’s just that I understand how established precedents, and their taking advantage of them, adversely effects me.  I know that the average white person doesn’t attend weekly “fuck black people sessions.” However, I do realize that they aren’t ever going to work to remove the inequality between us and them in ciphers that they run.  Why would they? The understanding and culture degrees in the 1-10 show and prove that they are the global minority so they aren’t going to do anything that flies in the face of their survival, such as balancing the scales.  That would undermine the years of blatant institutional racism that gave them the advantages that they currently enjoy.  I need my job and don’t mind working hard b.u.t. it’s alot easier to do when I don’t feel like I’m being taken advantage of.  I suppose such a position represents searching for that which does not exist so I gotta figure out how to free myself.  I’m workin’ on it.

Peace.

SV Allah