It’s recently occurred to me that an honest look at the state of our society emphatically proves the proclamation in the wisdom knowledge degree that unalike attracts and like repels. When it comes to what magnetizes the 85%, negativity is like nudity to a nympho, or free food to the obese. It’s something they eat, sleep, breathe, and thrive on. Compounding the situation, for those of us with an aversion to negativity, is the obsession that its perpetrators have with spreading it amongst folks who are genuinely striving to be positive. People who are easily lead in the wrong direction and hard to lead in the right direction are not content with being deaf, dumb, and blind by themselves. They want you swimming in said savage reality right along with them. True indeed, they find ignorance to be bliss but not nearly as blissful as it is when they have a cast of thousands to share it with. The 5, 10, & 85 percent classifications speak to a rather overwhelming fact of life for those of us identified in the knowledge equality degree. We’re drastically outnumbered! This quantitative disadvantage translates to an even more pronounced qualitative disadvantage relative to the prospect of carving out and maintaining a peaceful existence on a planet where approximately 95% of the inhabitants are predisposed to sabotage said undertaking. I made the statement in a prior post on nonsensical cliches that it’s conditionally counter-intuitive to “fight fire with fire” so to speak. I made that statement based on the fact that in order to nullify a given element one must attack it with it’s mutually exclusive counterpart in some instances. Although this idea has merit, it doesn’t speak to universal effectiveness across all potential situations. This begs the paradoxical question is there a universally effective means by which to neutralize negativity in the realm of social interaction?

I know…it’s a hell of a question to ponder. In a vacuum, I’m inclined to say now cipher. The reason being that the unknown cipher of life (240) is capable of generating far too wide a variety of layered social situations which are not cut and dry enough to resolve by way of one universally applicable approach. MLK was a proponent of non-violence and he made some serious headway manifesting from that divine angle of the square. But consider the cost…it was his life. Bullshit ain’t nothin’ and that’s a hell of a price to pay. Furthermore, as this country prepares to celebrate his born day, we have to honestly consider how far black people have to go, versus how far we’ve allegedly come. Let me emphatically state that I would never undervalue or throw stones at the magnanimous accomplishments of this brother. Simply put, he was a beast. Additionally, the degree to which his determined idea wasn’t fully realized is not completely due to fault of his own. I can’t knock the God for what he apparently didn’t know and couldn’t foresee. I don’t believe he honestly thought that by advocating assimilation into white society he was leading us into an enhanced state of reliance on them for food, clothing, and shelter, among other things. I don’t think it ever crossed his mind that as opposed to distilling back from whence it came, racism in America would simply morph into something that now pervades our society via a re-invented wheel which makes it more difficult to prove and expose. Be clear, for every righteous determined idea there’s an equally dastardly determined idea which is just as likely to make itself manifest on this plane of existence.

So where does the coordinated effort to combat negativity begin? It begins within self. Justice is the supreme alphabetical coordinate that corresponds to the knowledge cipher degree which states that only by bringing and presenting four devils heads can one receive a free transportation to the Holy City of Mecca. This is something we must continue to do daily and once we’ve taken our four, we have to double our effort by showing and proving, in accordance to the wisdom cipher degree’s declaration that the civilized person is held responsible for the uncivilized. Said declaration must be saddled with the following caveat…YOU CAN’T CIVILIZE A PERSON THAT REFUSES TO BE CIVILIZED!!!!!!!!! Any attempt to do so can be likened to searching for that which does not exist. Once you discover that a person cannot be reformed fuck em’! Keep that ass wisdom cipher miles outside of your circumference at all costs. Rest assured that your character will be assassinated as you’re accused of everything from actin’ funny, to thinkin’ you’re better than them. I for one could care less. I don’t take degrees on face value self cipher the idea of separation making devil must be understood in the proper context. There are just some people that you have to separate yourself from for the greater good. Very few relationships, if any, are holy so when the degree to which they are diluted, mixed, and tampered with reaches a level of toxicity which represents danger, either the complexion of the relationship has to change or it has to end. No one is exempt from this social law including friends and family. The fact is, they can sometimes be the most negative people of all. I’m rapidly approaching the physical degree of understanding equality. As such, I don’t have time to lose dealing with such individuals. I’m strivin’ to avoid them like the plague…

Peace.
Preme

R.I.P

Allah God!

In my last post when I went through my 2011 recap, I mentioned that I lost my best friend on the wisdom power day of December. As that momentary reference didn’t scratch the surface of payin’ tribute to my brotha,’ I wanted to do so, or attempt to do so, within the vacuum that is this space. Naturally, there’s no way that I could possibly qualify approximately 25yrs of friendship in a couple of paragraphs. Even still, this is the science.

Adrian Goldwyn was manifested on this physical plane of existence understanding power years ago, somewhere between the wisdom cipher & wisdom understanding day of January…I always forget…as we got into our understanding ciphers we developed a rather cavalier attitude relative to born days. We went to the same grammar school but my earliest recollection of our friendship dates our history back to build build in the God grade. How we became cool I don’t exactly know. What I do know is that between build build & born cipher me, this nigga named Chris, who we used to call “Fatmack”, & A.G. ran together real thick. The primary science we dealt with was laughter. We laughed at any & everything…mostly each other. Every day after school once I found my little brother and Fatmack found his brother & sister, we would just hang out around the school buggin’ out. When we graduated from the build grade, A.G. went away to a high school in Wisconsin while I went to a school way out in the burbs. We kept in contact and would kick in the summers when he came home. His ole Earth owned the building they lived in along with the one next to it. During my sophomore year, in born wisdom, my family was between cribs and the apartment accross from them became vacant. We moved in & it was on!

The illest aspect of our friendship was that we went through so many stages of development together. We met as boys, transitioned to young men, & grew into men together. The summers of born understanding and born culture were crazy. We both had the crazy high-top fades and we learned to cut our own hair. He learned first & showed me the basics so once I got it down we were like fuck the barbershop. We used to cut our hair every Friday and put texturizers in…lol. That shit was the 90′s version of conk for real word is bond! We got pagers, schemed on wisdoms, started smokin’ weed and drinkin’ forties pretty much all at the same time. I know, typical 85 shit, but that’s what it was. We were just doin’ the type of bullshit young niggaz in C-Medina did. His ole’ Earth had a Chevy Celebrity & he would steal it when she went to sleep so we could sneak out. That nigga always had me doin’ some bullshit. His line was, “take a ride wit’ me dawg”…my reply would be “where we going dawg?” He would always just say, “don’t worry about it, just ride”…mind you he’d punctuate this with a devilish grin…lol.

In born culture we went away to college together at Southern Illinois University at Edwardsville. Allowing me & this nigga to go away to the same school was a decision that I’m sure at times our mothers found to be regrettable. To say that we kicked it is a gargantuan understatement! This was the point at which A.G. really came out of his shell & got comfortable in his own skin. We’re both aquarius’ and when we were younger he was shy, especially with wisdoms. Once we got to college that shit stopped at a terrific speed. When I say women loved this nigga I mean they fuckin’ worshiped the ground he walked on! He was a tall husky understandin’ seed with that wash n’ go hair that would get curly when he wet it. Put it this way, he smashed numerous wisdoms that wouldn’t even let me breathe on the mic and I have no qualms about admitting it…lol. I’m no slouch, but his stats put mine & most other niggaz to shame. To make matters worse he pledged Kappa so you do the math. After power years of wild parties, sex, weed, and campus alcoholism we both managed to graduate. I finished first and he finished a semester or two later.

I moved back to C-Medina after graduation to find a justice cipher born. He got on with AG Edwards in St. Loius which was about a 20 minute drive from our school.  While I was in the Chi grindin’ for mine this nigga was livin’ the quintessential “Marcus Graham” bachelor life. He had a fly crib, a decent ride, a decent job, no seeds, & the looks to make the world his oyster. He certainly did…

Unfortunately, in or around cipher culture his ole’ Earth was diagnosed with cancer. My man had to quit his justice, give up the bachelor pad, & move back home to take care of her and manage the buildings. He had lost one of his older brothers about equality months prior and within about a year or so he lost his mom. On top of that, his 18 year old niece, who was set to go to the University of Tennessee on a track scholarship, dropped dead of a heart attack a few months after his moms returned. This rash of family death fucked him up royally. He started smokin’ mad weed to the point where he had to have it every day. The grief turned him into a recluse for a few months and I couldn’t get him to leave the house. Eventually, he got tired of that shit after he got the cream from his ole Earth’s passing. At this point he got back to some semblance of his old self and kinda balled out. He bought a big screen true victory, a pool table, a Tahoe on 22′s…yeah the nigga was wildin.’ Most of that shit was just an attempt to mask his pain. We had another run of savagery between him, my cousin, & I we went through a fuck load of chicks, cognac, & weed. With him as the money man & us as the entertainers the hood bar scene didn’t have a chance…lol.

As more time passed the tomfoolery began to subside. My cousin moved back home to Toledo & started a family. I became focused on work, my relationship, & knowledgin’ 120. In a fine mist A.G. made some bad financial calculations and gradually began to go broke. Between cipher build & knowledge cipher he wound up selling off all of that material shit and fell sick with Cancer although he never told anyone about his illness…not even me. In December of knowledge cipher I finally had to move out of his building. There was no heat or water when I left & since I work every day even our friendship wasn’t enough to make me keep livin’ like that when I didn’t have to. I never saw him again after that. We built on the phone a few times but a distance developed between us. He distanced himself from everybody. Little did we know it was because he was dying and wanted to shield us from his imminent demise. People would always ask me what the science was with him and I would say he was cool or that I wasn’t sure because oftentimes…I wasn’t. On the wisdom God day of December, I got word at the justice that he had returned. I still can hardly believe that even though I’m far from deaf, dumb, and blind. It finally started to make sense. He kept everybody apart from his social equality because he was ready to die. The God was tired…actually exhausted, from fighting the grief over the loss of his mother, brother, & niece…from fighting to hold on to the building his mom had worked so hard to keep in his family & he’d struggled so long to maintain…& ultimately he was tired of fighting to live. My natural inclination would be to wonder why he wouldn’t reach out for help from the many people who loved him so much. However, my mathematical self knows the answer. I knew him like the back of my he allah now divine. He was stubborn, prideful, & secretive. He didn’t want people to make a fuss over him or to touch him with sorrowful eyes. He just wanted to let death come & take him away from all that assailed him. Who the fuck am I to question it without having walked a millimeter in his shoes? I understand, I respect it, and above all else I love him. Peace to the God. He didn’t know he was God Cipher Divine but I did O:-)

Peace.

Preme

Wisdom Cipher Knowledge Knowledge was crazy!

Peace,

As I exist firm on a square in the infancy of wisdom cipher knowledge wisdom, I can’t help but take a moment to draw up the science of the year that preceded it, in terms of what 240 took the God through.  2011 was certainly a hell of a ride and one that began with some intense trials and tribulations.  Anyone that is a regular reader of this born love cipher god is well aware of the fact that, for the most part, my Koran is an open book, the pages of which I willfully share with you for the express purpose of giving you an organic look at what it’s like to live mathematics via I-God culture.  Although I definitely preserve some measure of privacy relative to the specific details of my life’s rain, hail, snow, and earthquakes, I strive to reveal as much as possible in an effort to show and prove that I’m no different from any other original person navigating the wilderness of North America, aside from the fact that I do so with knowledge of self while filtering the experience through 120.  As today’s mathematics is knowledge I feel the need to make knowledge born relative to some of the highs and lows of the past 12 calendar months.

Let’s start with the lows since they represent the black germ of the why equal allah rule in question.  In March I had to physically stop someone very close to me from committing suicide.  Wisdom days later, a couple of young niggaz ran up on me and tried to rule cipher born me which resulted in me taking some fists and feet to the face and head and sustaining a broken wrist.  Needless to say that understanding month was a bitch, lol.  At this point I was dealing with some serious mental death.  Before I even had the chance to begin dealing with the psychological trauma of the first incident, the second one bashed me upside the head like a louisville slugger.  At least with the suicide thing I knew exactly what variables led to it, saw it coming, and was able to brace myself for it.  However, the robbery attempt was the typical swift kick in the now u true squares by 240.  Said unknown fucked my head up because it was a vivid reminder of how right and exact the knowledge culture degree in the meat really is.  The event caused me to ask myself what the fuck type of energy could I possibly have been projecting into the atmosphere which would draw such savagery my way.  The honest answer is it wasn’t that I was doing anything wrong, it was just a matter of crossing paths with a vicious unknown and suffering the corresponding consequences.  It’s times such as those when your mathematics is truly tested and you have to decide how to react to the situation.  I could have either wallowed in self pity, or I could live out my understanding knowledge degree in the 1-36 and scream “then what happened?”  I chose the latter.  Gradually, the trauma to my psyche began to subside, however, there would be more to come.

In the culture month I had to move in order to get a fresh start and gravitate away from the Pelan which was the neighborhood in which I had moved the prior December. The move was a good one from the standpoint of locale and the quality of the kingdom. My roommate is most peace and the kingdom is fly. Unfortunately, the relationship I was in had some serious weaknesses and ultimately, by the born month, it became apparent that the Queen and I wouldn’t be able to make it work. As all of the above is caused by the son of man, it was incumbent upon me to stop searching for that which did not exist in terms of the union continuing, and dissolve it accordingly. This was yet another devastating blow to my frame of master I now divine because I gave all I had and all within my power to see the day in which we had strived for but to no avail. The knowledge cipher month was somewhat of a blur during which I took some square I master equal to reconcile some of the emotional and psychological fallout. I also went back into my 1-36 and found some degrees which yielded insight. I realized that for much of the relationship that I had just left I had been acting other than my ownself and therefore needed to ask “what is his ownself” in order to rediscover the answer. I began an intrinsic search within and discovered, as did Yacub, that one piece of steel had magnetic in it and the other piece did not. Off went the light bulb in my third…you’re the piece with the magnetic dumb ass…show and prove! This thought became a determined idea that I studied with dogged focus until my subconscious had attached to it with such a firm grasp that I began to magnetically pull into formation the variables by which I could make manifest my desired reality. I sat down and authored wisdom documents. One was a power year plan for 2012-2017. The second one was a list of wisdom wisdom qualities that I was looking for in the next Queen that I would rock with. Among the more peace events of that month was my younger physical coming home from the injustice on the knowledge wisdom day. It’s my will that the God will finally make the necessary strides to clean himself up.

Fast forward to the knowledge knowledge month during which the reversal of polarity ensued. I had recently gone through some training relative to a different aspect of what we do at my justice cipher born when I got an unexpected instant message from a colored man that used to work with me in my current position. He had been one of the facilitators of the last phase of said training. In his message, he suggested that I apply for a position in his area. Although I didn’t think much of it, I did so just for the fuck of it. The interview went really well and I received some very positive feedback, although I was told that the position was put on hold since the firm was in the process of making fiscal decisions for the new year. I took that in stride and just enjoyed the process. I additionally marveled at the way that every variable involving my application for the position came together so magnetically. My manager was extremely supportive and I was supremely prepared. I was almost late for work that day, and I had to sprint on wet ground in dress shoes to catch my bus word is bond…LOL! Regardless, I caught it. A few days before Thanksgiving, my manager called me into an empty office and I’m thinking that we were gonna build about some minor details regarding the PTO days that I needed to take before the end of the year. She told me that she had just gotten off the phone with the internal recruiter and that I got the position. I was floored. That was just the beginning of the wild ride which would carry over into the knowledge wisdom month. The knowledge knowledge jewel is peace and it became thematic going into the closeout month of 2011. Check the mathematics of December…

As I stated in a recent post, I jumped back into the dating scene by way of the online cipher. On the understanding day of December, I went on a date with the wisdom who would soon become my current Queen. Since that day she’s blown me away with the love that she’s shown me and the fervor with which she has embraced the magnetic field within which we were thrust at a terrific speed. When the science between two people is right and exact the piece with will pull the piece without toward it with an immeasurable force. I’m truly in the Holy City of Mecca with her and I look forward to elevating with her for many years to come. Just to inject one more piercing unknown into my circumference 240 dealt me one final crushing blow. On the wisdom god day, I found out that my best friend of almost wisdom power years died of cancer. The God had been sick for almost wisdom years but he didn’t tell anyone. There’s not enough space on this page for me to manifest how tight we were. We graduated from grammar school together, we were college roommates, and for most of the time after I graduated from college we lived either next door to each other or in the same building. He had been dealing with some serious internal demons that he couldn’t quite shake since his ole’ Earth returned a few years ago, and once he found out that he was sick I think he just tapped out. I miss the shit outta my brotha’ but he’ll live on in my mind and heart. I’m in the process of working with some of our friends from college to put together a memorial celebration of his life, to be held the first week of February. He would’ve made understanding equality on the wisdom understanding day of this month.

I said all of that to say regardless of whom or what I’m still here after the roller coaster ride that was 2011. I’m still firmly rooted in my degrees and supreme mathematics. Allah is God always has been and always will be. Happy New Year!

Peace.
SupremeVictoryAllah

Among the most popular supreme mathematical equations in existence is knowledge, wisdom borns understanding. Even those without knowledge of self via our cultural worldview are aware of the relationship between these three universal elements of perception. The key variable at play is the degree of awareness, & it’s corresponding depth, or lack thereof. For those of us with 120 on cap, perpetual sharpness with Supreme Mathematics is the “yellow brick road” to constant elevation in understanding of the lessons. In order to develop a perspective that is rooted in said foundation, it’s critical that a solid conceptual framework be constructed. At the base of this framework is knowledge.

Everything in the universe has it’s genesis with knowledge because something must be known in order to be made manifest. In other words, it starts as a thought which translates to a determined idea. The idea is a calculative prediction through which the mind projects what the end result will be if the idea is taken from knowledge through wisdom. The determination, in some sense, is a pre-determination by which we impose our will in order to manifest our desired aim on this plane of existence. It is imperative that the reader bear witness to the inextricable link between knowledge and every other value in Supreme Math. Every subsequent value, is an extension of knowledge so it’s presence in the cipher regardless of the value taking situational “center stage” is inferred. Remember, the knowledge degree in the Supreme Alphabet is Allah & he’s seen and heard everywhere. That omnipresence is pervasive in every moment & on every level of reality.

Once we take something we know to the next level, which is application, we transition to wisdom. Wisdom is simply activated knowledge. It involves transforming potential thought energy into kinetic thought energy. Biologically speaking, our bodies make physical movements based on cues given by the brain via electrical signals. The mind powers the brain so if we draw this sequence of events up we can see the pathology that precedes our every action. Essentially, wisdom is experience. It’s extremely resonant because it represents something we can process in a sensational manner via hearing, touching, tasting, smelling, seeing, or raw detection.

The light at the end of a given tunnel of experience is understanding. This is the sight of mind brought about by felt wisdom or, realizations that we arrive at after we’ve gone through something. In order for us to reach this clarity of mind we have to personally perform the knowledge wisdom calculation. The journey through wisdom is what will make the understanding real to you because you feel it. You’ve taken mental snapshots & recorded images upon which you can reflect in order to re-mind self of how you got to the measure of mind sight that you presently posess. Understanding cannot be projected upon you. Another person can make knowledge born to you and when you take it and put it in motion you can extract the best part for self. Self or savior…

Peace.
Preme

Peace,

In the true spirit of “high explosion” things between the last Queen I built about & myself have drastically changed and we no longer share any measure of social equality. The specifics behind said development shall remain veiled in a fine mist because it wouldn’t be civilized to project that into the public cipher like that, and regardless of my personal cee on what happened, it would be unfair for me to manifest my version of the story when it would be jaded and one-sided.  The bottom line is I wish that Queen nothing short of the jewels of love, peace, & happiness for the rest of her life as she’s good people regardless of whom or what.

Those of us with 120 on cap know that there’s always a chance to recover from mental death & that the Gods & Earths don’t lose time searching for that which does not exist. Those mathematical truths acknowledged, coupled with the fact that, as previously stated, I had some other irons in the fire, I showed & proved that all of the above is caused by the son of man. The night after I parted ways with the other Queen I linked up with a new one …

The Queen Remix (Said Wisdom of that ability!)

I know my culture is right & exact because elements of it pervade the realities of those who don’t even live it. The most prevalent such phenomenon in my circumference is “mind detect mind.” The Saturday before last I got a text from this wisdom expressing her desire to meet me in the physical. We met initially on the wisdom equality born, and had been buildin’ on the phone for about a week. She totally beat me to it and projected into the atmosphere a thought I had already been entertaining. Needless to say, we made it happen and it was very much peace. The whole current of air was very tranquil, natural, and fluid. She’s very beautiful and intuitive. She listens attentively and picks her spots relative to when she speaks and what she speaks about. MGT & GCC are definitely in full effect as I had a chance to draw this up on the last two occasions we were together since the date. The magnetic is other-worldly & we’re basking in it joyfully. Her presence is Jerusalem, a place truly founded in peace. I can tell she feels the same by the way her face lights up when we share social equality. She has this way of lookin’ into my eyes that let’s me know she recognizes the God I am even though she doesn’t have degrees. It’s so sincere & innocent. Indeed I’m doin’ the knowledge hard but I bear witness to the fact that love can manifest itself at a tremendously terrific speed when it’s meant to be. The calculation: knowledge wisdom borns understanding doesn’t take light-years to perform.  It’s done so multiple times in my Koran self cipher said pace won’t shock or rattle the God. I’m built for it, and as time escorts us toward what will ultimately be, the Queen can rest assured that I will give all I have and all within my power to see the math between us elevate…let’s take this ride baby!

Peace.
Preme

Magnetism-“A physical phenomenon in which materials exert a force field that may attract or repulse other materials.” (pg. culture build born-All of Science)

If we do the knowledge to the above definition of magnetism, we are prone to automatically draw up the wisdom knowledge and wisdom wisdom degrees in the 1-40. Said degrees expand upon the science of unalike attract and like repel, while introducing us to the above referenced source of force, which is the piece with the magnetic. Naturally, our understanding of the concept transcends the material, and enters the whimsical realm of the divine universal black mind. Within said cognitive expanse, the force of the field projected by calculated thought is virtually immeasurable from the standpoint of potential causation. I defy anyone to show and prove that anything in this world is not merely a mental projection thrust forth by the force of a thought, which became a determined idea, and subsequently was systematically manifested on the physical plane. I assure you that this is not just some pseudo-scientific rant for the purpose of mental masturbation. On the contrary, this is a mere “surface scratch” summation of events from my Koran over the course of the last culture days. Do the knowledge, as this is no dramatization. The forthcoming wisdom is real live social science that has played itself out based on a pathology of mathematical thought, and the magnetic pull of my mind.

Knowledge Dimension-“The Queen”

I’ve made no secret about the fact that I recently became single again. Correspondent to said reality, I’ve gradually begun to explore the dating scene again in order to get my feet wet and progressively dial my magnetic back up so that I can be as powerful at attracting wisdoms as possible. In this allah god equality of social media and internet pervasiveness the logical route to explore is online dating. In accordance, I’ve dabbled on a couple of sites just to experiment with the high explosives and see what might happen. About wisdom weeks ago, I get a message from a Queen from one such site expressing interest. After drawing up her profile, I find that the preliminary interest is mutual and I respond. About god days go by, and I get no response back. Although I found it mildly odd, I didn’t shower it with thought because I had some other irons in the fire so to speak. Then comes this past Saturday. I get a text from the Queen stating that she had intended to build with me all along but just didn’t get a chance to with the hectic nature of the holiday and all, which is understandable. She asked if I had time to add on, to which I replied I would within an hour. The hour passes, and we build on the power he one. Atoms split, and we agree to revisit the conversation in a few hours after she goes out and I handle some math of my own. A few hours pass, and we build again. Said build leads us to agree to meet up for drinks at a spot not too far from where either of us rest. We meet at the spot and sparks fly…I mean they REALLY FLY! Within the scope of a couple of hours we we’re building, laughing, and exchanging energy as if we had known each other much longer. Word is bond that shit was like ice water to a desert wanderer, I mean epic for real. We leave the spot and part ways at about the understandin’ hour in the allah master. The next day, we link up again and hang out. The magnetic kicks right back into high gear, and the more time we spend together the less interested we are in parting ways. Since that day we’ve built everyday and already have plans for the forthcoming weekend. I’ve felt this sort of feeling before, so I recognize the sensation and potential implications. True indeed it’s very early in the god allah master equality and I’m supremely conscious of that. However, life has a cosmic element to it within which two pieces of steel (man=piece with, woman=piece without) cross paths and are overcome by the same force field which pushes them toward one another at a terrific speed. There’s no prescribed law that dictates how fast or slow this can or will happen. Although we’re both proceeding cautiously, we’re also willfully riding the rhythm in full awareness of the fact that any attempt to fight this is not only counter-intuitive, but futile as well. The force is one of bionic proportion and the fact is attraction is involuntary…To be continued…

The following revelations represent an Aquarian impulse being taken from knowledge to born. My astrological persona makes me predisposed to manifest eccentricity of the highest order, which crossbreeds with a deep love for the world, to periodically form thought projections rooted in a desire to share dimensions of who I am. After all, my understanding god degree borns that Allah is seen and heard everywhere, so I draw that up to mean the only way to ensure that a given message is delivered, is to born said reality within the desired destination cipher yourself. Deep thought is like a drug that I can’t get enough of. My third is Jerusalem at this point in my love I father equality because the dominant foundation upon which my thoughts stack up is peace. When you understand the science of self as true and living god, as far as any peripheral perceptions or outside opinions go, in the words of Lauryn & D’Angelo…”nothing even matters.” That understanding of which I speak is a sight of mind that an original man attains when he becomes “living mathematics” and transcends the act of simply living mathematics. His 120 is not something that is external but rather something which has attached itself to his consciousness and therefore permeates his current of air. To the rest of the world it is something they can’t quite put their finger on, yet they can detect, and are therefore attracted to. It’s organic and is not based on ego in any way shape or form. It is rather a confidence woven in a fabric of knowledge which adorns him like fine garments. This is exactly how I feel and I dig it majorly.

For as long as I can recall I’ve been a “beneath the surface” type of individual as it pertains to experiences and relationships. I’m not hard to please but I’m equally not easy to impress. The reason being that people tend not to use their imaginations enough for me. I find people to be so uptight and rigid that their current of air is like a dish with no flavor. I’m not picky nor am I high post by any stretch, it’s just that I get off on that which is transcendent of the norm. If I have a choice between five star cuisine and fast food, I’ll take option A. When it comes to liquor I can’t drink bullshit. I don’t drink hard liquor very often anymore anyway self cipher if I do it has to be something smooth and of a decent caliber. As far as wisdoms go, they don’t have to be an eight, nine, or dime necessarily for me to rock wit’ em but they have to possess some redeeming qualities that I can zero in on and develop fascination with. Why do you ask? Simple…because the God Preme is all about that which is epic! So one might ask exactly what do you mean by epic God? I’ll gladly make knowledge born.

To master equality, epic is the science of cosmic impact, depth of perception, and intensity of sensation. The concept epitomizes all that is magical about living this life. I don’t mean magical in a “spooky” rabit out of a hat kind of way. I’m rather referring to those experiences and people that move us in such a way that we never forget them, and when we reflect upon them it’s as if we can retroactively project ourselves backwards in time and revisit said fled moments. Think about the first person you had a crush on, your first kiss, or the first time you had savior equality unknown. Maybe it was the first time you went to show and prove, or when you got your first apartment. All of these examples represent unforgettable moments in our lives which indelibly mark our minds with remnants of ecstasy once known. In many ways, we spend our lives chasing the next such moment as the last one fades ever more rapidly into our cognitive rear-view mirrors. I have no problem confessing that I’m anxiously anticipating the next epic moment in my life, particularly as it pertains to wisdoms. Since I’m now back in the “realm of the available” surveying the field is turning out to be somewhat of a sensory overload to say the least. There are so many beautiful and intriguing Queens out here, but as a poor righteous teacher with knowledge wisdom cipher on cee allah power my mathematics keeps me from taking them on face value. There’s such dense minutia to dig through. Everyone has a story, a set of preferences, expectations, hang-ups, blah, blah, blah…

Word is bond, I’m not bitchin’ just venting a little…LOL! It’s peace though. I bear witness to the fact that we have to take everything from knowledge to born self cipher I’m determined in my idea to embrace the journey and let the destination be magnetically attracted to me. I’m strivin’ to occupy myself with endeavors which will translate to personal elevation and every day that passes before I meet my divine reflection will represent an increment of time during which I prepare myself to be right and exact for her when she makes herself known. The suspense surrounding where she is, who she is, and how she will come is a nurse’s needle protruding from my third like a stick in the center of a taffy apple. Regardless of whom or what I have to be careful not to be hasty in sharing deep equality too soon. I have to go through the labor of drawing her up slowly and in Allah’s good time. Additionally, I need to be seen and heard in order to be detected. Trust me, I’m not hiding…

Peace.
Preme

Within my recent builds on the science of devil, I’ve stated that all devils are not created equal. The same premise can be applied to the 85%, in that they come from a multiplicity of backgrounds, and operate from various angles of a square. The Gods and Earths typically categorize them based on the supreme mathematical poles of the spectrum they exemplify via their ways and actions. Since 85% translates to build or destroy(8) power(5), we label people who don’t have knowledge of self in one of two ways. The build power label would represent a person that’s not completely led in the wrong mental direction, but fits much of the basic criteria set forth in the knowledge culture degree in the 1-40. They may be civilized, yet they are a poison animal eater and a slave of a mental death and power. Usually, such people have a respectable level of mental agility, however they simply are misguided relative to the most critical of all sciences of life, which is the science of self. Conversely, destroy powers are the type of people whose picture should be next to the degree in a given copy of 120. They are quintessentially uncivilized and easily led in the wrong direction…the kind of people who are so far gone that it seems highly unlikely they will ever be found. Regardless of whom or what, today’s degree tells us that there’s a chance for the lost to be found and recover from mental death. The degrees go on to tell us that it is incumbent on the 5% to engineer said resurrection of the mind by way of the performance of our duty to teach, and the prescribed law of Islam through which we accept this responsibility.

The 1-40 contains a “Bermuda Triangle” of sorts that’s comprised of the knowledge god, knowledge build, and knowledge born degrees. Said cognitive terrain can be difficult to navigate depending upon the cipher in question. The danger facing the 5% relative to this cognitive reality involves interaction with the 85% and diagnosis of whether said individual leans more in the direction of build power or destroy power. Quantification of what the individual knows, based on a general speculative calculation of course, is the basis upon which the diagnosis is made and in turn, becomes the impetus for the way we accordingly deal with them. I can honestly say that one of the most egregious mistakes I make in this area is assuming that these people are aware of certain seemingly self-evident truths. Those of us who operate from a certain level of culture and civilization bear witness to certain universally understood ideas relative to what’s right and wrong, proper or improper, polite or impolite, etc. etc. That being said, we are sometimes caught off guard when we encounter someone who does or says something so inappropriate that we have to honestly question whether or not they did so intentionally just to be spiteful, or if they did so unconsciously because they really are that deaf, dumb, and blind. Complicating matters further, is the fact that these sorts of situations are utterly repulsive to the 5% because they are so contrary to the way that we think and act. As such, our knee jerk reaction is not always to teach, but rather to simply leave the presence of the individual because we think striving to add on with them would be futile.

Obviously every situation is unique and will require a befitting approach in order for the 5% to be right and exact. Even still, our predisposition should be to do our duty and strive to teach civilization, righteousness, the knowledge of self, and the science of everything in life, love, peace, and happiness. The thought for this build was sparked by an experience I had on Friday night with a wisdom I was hangin’ out with. At a certain point the queen came at me from a place that was so uncouth and completely out of bounds, it was laughable yet sad at the same time. I remained firm on a square, refrained from launching an Asiatic diatribe on how she needed refinement, and simply stated that I wasn’t really feeling the posture that she was taking. In so doing, I honestly didn’t add on to the degree that I should have and I think I should have said more. However, in the heat of the moment, I was striving to maintain a peace current of air and part ways with her promptly because the situation turned me off immensely. Fast forward to Saturday morning. The queen calls me, and I ignore the call. Why you ask? Well, because I was still drawing up the events of the prior evening and wasn’t altogether sure of whether or not I desired to have any further correspondence with her. I built with a few people about it to get a sense of what angles I may not be seeing and take the best part accordingly. After I ran it by one of the Gods, he turned out to see it similar to the way that I did and advised that I build with her about the situation and make knowledge born relative to what I found fault with. The point being that regardless of whether she and I ever correspond beyond said build she can at least take the best part of my wisdom and I can take solace in the fact that I did my duty as a civilized person. Self cipher not too long before I built with the God, she sent me a text. About an hour or two later, I responded by simply saying “peace”. We still have yet to draw up the situation conversationally and I haven’t firmly decided whether I should call her and initiate it or let her call me so that it can happen. The inner conflict that I’m dealing with lies here. On one hand, I could draw it up as a situation in which she disqualified herself from worthiness of social equality with me. Furthermore, if I add on with her it will in some way suggest that I’m striving to be on something substantive with her, which actually is not the case. I could easily just leave it as is, let her have a nice life, and do the same myself. However, on the other hand, I don’t want to feel like I’m shunning my duty as a civilized person. I can’t automatically assume that she premeditated her transgression or that, even if that was the case, I also can’t definitively say she fully knew or understood how improper it was. Therefore, if I don’t make knowledge born then who’s to say she’ll ever realize that she needs to refine herself in that respect? What a life equation this is! I suppose I’ll meditate on it more and the answer will come to me…

Peace.
Preme

Language, and the way that it’s used as a means of expression, represents the most prominent causative force through which thought & perception are controlled in America. Contrary to the National Anthem’s idealistic proclamation to the contrary, this is far from “the land of the free.” Among the primary reasons is the fact that most Americans are poster-children for the knowledge culture degree in the 1-40. If you can implant concepts into the minds of a group of people, then controlling their ways & actions is child’s play. A perfect and highly effective mechanism by which this is accomplished is the cliche’. A cliche’ is defined as a trite or overused idea, or expression. Regardless of how prevalent said expression is, there’s no prescribed law that requires it to be true. Consequently, people wind up being easily led in the wrong direction by such ideas when they lack the ability to disqualify those which have no true merit.

One such saying, which I find a high degree of fault with, is that you have to fight fire with fire. Certainly I understand the implied necessity to meet a given force with an equal force in order to repel it in concurrence with the science of like repel from the wisdom wisdom degree. Even still, this cliche’ is counter-intuitive in both the literal & figurative senses. Literally speaking, fire added to fire creates a bigger fire. In order to effectively put one out, water is the element of choice. The reason being that it takes it’s antithesis to nullify or cancel it out. The truth of my logic really shines through when the figurative angle of the square is explored. Fiery or intense situations are only exacerbated by the influence of additional antagonistic forces. They can only be d-escalated by opposing forces such as consideration, diplomacy, and poise. Unfortunately, the prominence of the “fight fire with fire” mentality has led to countless catastrophic situations.

The concept that most adequately encapsulates this reality is retaliation. Ask yourself how many drive-byes are done in response to another previously exacted upon the perpetrators. Consider the number of vengeful acts performed by men and women in volatile relationships. Everything from violence or destruction of property to infidelity or litigation is fair game. The fact is, retaliation breeds acrimony and it wreaks of the fire vs fire mentality. As a society we need to take a good hard look at some of these cliches that we advocate and consider the implications that correspond. Are these the types of principles we want to teach our children? Emphatically now cipher. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not suggesting that we allow people to walk all over us. I’m simply saying that it’s not always wise to meet a given word or act committed against us by responding in the exact same way. The fallout could prove to be tragic…

Peace.
Preme

Build or destroy is the infinite cipher of change, & change is indeed inevitable. Bearing witness to said truth, it’s imperative that we constantly strive to zero in on it’s rhythm and adjust our movements accordingly. While the unknown cipher of life is sure to deal us X’s that we won’t see coming, these unknowns are not all created equal. As such, there are some that we can predict, nullify, sidestep, or at least prepare for. Upon impact, an unseen major life event can hit us like a shockwave and do noteworthy damage. However, human beings are not only extremely resourceful but we’re  supremely resilient. Due to the high-tech nature of our design, we have biological mechanisms & processes through which we heal ourselves physically, but we are also equipped with the most powerful conductor of energy known…the mind.

Throughout our lives we continually sustain wounds born out of circumstance, many of which are self-inflicted. Regardless, we keep getting back up & we keep fighting. On many levels the first knowledge cipher months of this mile in my Koran have been among the most difficult that I can recall. As I stood in the eye of each storm, I often wondered how the fuck I would be able to calculate my way through the rain, hail, & snow. Fortunately, my mathematics was with me to lead me in the right direction. This past week was most peace and today I feel good. I feel like my own self. I feel like Allah. My recovery from mental death is in full swing. I’m sleeping longer and more peacefully. My thoughts are trending more toward the divine angle of the square. I’m feeding myself the right mental foods and the nourishment is paying dividends.

On the zig I just traveled from, I realize that I was leading with my heart and bringing my mathematics along for the ride. This was not right and exact self cipher I’m reversing polarity on that science. My mathematics will precede me & it will be my heart that’s along for the ride from now on. I’m learning to embrace this good feeling and discovering new ways by which I can engineer it and make it a standard. When I’m just and true in living out my degrees things are supposed to come together because I’m the piece with the magnetic. I’m starting to see more clearly than ever how important it is for me to remain firm on a square as I manifest Allah’s mathematics. I can feel my connection to the other people around me and I know the power I have to be a causitive force relative to the injection of love, peace, & happiness into the cipher. I just have to be magnetic and be God. It’s not complicated, it’s simply my purpose to fulfill.

Peace.
Preme