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

Pseudo Magnetic: “Honey Child Math”

Peace,

I could do a high level sociological presentation on numerous phenomena relative to social interaction based solely off of the things I observe at the justice. One such phenomenon that I find intriguing is what I like to call “honey child math.” Honey child math is what happens when black women try to use their black femeninity to overpower and magnetize the colored man so they can shield their dirty religion, get preferential treatment, & make it seem like they run shit. This behavior is manifested via jokes where they talk about “black” topics and then make fun of the colored person when he or she chimes in. Or the classic attitude problem that they manifest whenever something happens that they don’t like. It comes fully equipped with the huffin’ and puffin’ about what they ain’t do, cursin,’ and huddles at each other’s desks where they piss and moan together. At times, it will appear, on face value that the honey child math is effective. However, it’s actually pseudo-magnetic in that while they think he’s hypnotized the colored man is in a fine mist, doin’ the knowledge, and taking mental notes accordingly.

There are two wisdoms that sit right near me who are serious “honey child math” practitioners. Their mouths run nonstop all day long gossiping, makin’ inside jokes about other people, kissin’ the manager’s ass, and polluting the allah I rule with idol chatter. The ill part about it is that they have no clue how this really makes them look. Although he may find that shit amusing and somewhat entertaining that behavior isn’t really getting them anywhere. They still are being used for a tool and also a slave just like everyone else. One of them has managed to maneuver her way into the team “in crowd” thus garnering participation in special projects. But regardless of how self important she tries to act and how she oversells her “blackness” I’ve yet to see it pay off tangibly. The bottom line is that if either of these chicks find themselves on the wrong side of the rules that govern attendance or anything of that sort they will pay just like anyone else. All that “girl yeah” this, and “baby bye” that just makes you look like a clown who watches too much BET. Maybe if they had knowledge of their true selves they might present themselves more favorably. The devil is not the slightest bit concerned about you threatening to go home, cursin’ him out, or whoopin nobody’s ass. That’s what the cee cipher punks are for so they can get you hauled out in handcuffs jobless and on your way to jail with terrific speed. And people who don’t even work in your area are not only watching you but they will also email your manager regarding any filthy affair that they observe. That’s part of the reason why our names and pictures are on our id’s. Just because they laugh and joke with you that doesn’t mean they won’t shit on you when they see fit. The devil is as the devil does.

Peace.
SV Allah

MGT/God Degree…

Well prepared god degree is most peace!

Peace,

I have been fortunate in that the two wisdoms that I was in serious relationships with, prior to my current queen, both knew how to cook their asses off.  The last one was so swift she could very easily start a catering business.  The Queen that I’m with now didn’t enter our relationship with such proficiency in cooking.  This was no mystery, as I was well aware of this before I decided that I wanted her to be my wife.  My ole’ Earth taught me how to get down and save self from starvation, so it wasn’t really a big deal to me.  The ill thing about it is that based upon her creative spirit and determined idea to refine herself in said cipher, I had no doubt that she could elevate rapidly if she gave all she had and all within her power to see this “food network” divine allah why :o).  Low and behold the Queen has started to show and prove.  In just a few short months her culinary prowess has advanced at a terrific speed.  Today I had the pleasure of not only a righteous breakfast of smothered potatoes and cheese eggs, b.u.t. also an even more righteous dinner of chicken with gravy, broccoli, and mashed potatoes.  Pardon self, I forgot to mention the perfect bisquick biscuits.  I would dare to say that any master allah now will tell you that a wisdom who can hook up some god degree will rarely be alone.  Even though it’s something that I came into our relationship accustomed too, I never took it for granted because every wisdom didn’t have that training unit built into their upbringing self cipher it wasn’t something I ever intended to hold against the queen.  That being the cee allah self equal I’m that much more proud of her progress.

 

Cooking is not only scientific, it is also a form of expression.  When a wisdom prepares god degree for you, she does so with the determined idea to convey a sentiment.  When she figuratively puts her foot in those pots and pans that represents a manifestation of her love for you and ability to take care of you.  Whether or not you know it, they take that math seriously.  My ole’ Earth wouldn’t allow my last wiz to bring shit to Thanksgiving dinner even though she could cook her ass off.  She’d never admit it, b.u.t. I think the reason why is because in her mind it was a pride thing.  On that one day of the year she wants the only food that the guests rave over to be prepared by her hands.  She also didn’t want to feel like she was being upstaged even though it wasn’t about that.  I have been thoroughly impressed by my Queen’s elevation in this cipher and I look forward to many more well prepared meals.  Peace to Food Network and all the chefs that have inspired her, y’all keep the God lickin’ his fingers :o).

 

Peace.

SV Allah

Poor Righteous Teaching, and the True Substance of Life…

The true substance of love I father equal is consciousness...

Peace,

 

The 5% are the poor righteous teachers, who don’t believe.  This statement doesn’t speak on belief in totality, because under some circumstances, we have no choice but to believe.  Often times, belief is the predecessor of knowledge.  It’s a perceptual purgatory in which we sit while we do the knowledge, transition to wisdom, and ultimately arrive at understanding.  The understanding represents drawn up knowledge that has been formulated for life application.  When we build on belief, we are dealing with the degree to which we deem something credible.  It’s about acceptance.  Someone presents an idea, concept, or proposition to you and you either accept it or reject it.  The 10% is in the business of programming us to accept all that they offer.  This is shown and proven in the knowledge wisdom degree “because he desires to make slaves out of all that he can, so he can rob them and live in luxury.” Nurses needles are synonymous with probes, and the 10% is continually probing the minds of the 85% to determine the “next best thing” with which to lull them to sleep.  The most widely accepted falsehood in the wilderness of North America is that material is the substance of life.  To that I retort emphatically now cipher.  The true substance of love I father equal is consciousness. 

 

The god degree borns that the devil wants us to think that we are all different, we referring to original people.  Although we are not in fact all different, we are definitely different from them.  That’s the deeper element of the trick-knowledge.  When convenient, the colored man will strive to make us think that we are like him.  In so doing he can receive more gold by teaching us to invest in all of the same savage pursuits and things that he does.  Once our value system has been diluted, mixed, and tampered with to the point that we prefer material over consciousness the god allah master equal is lost and we have officially fallen victim to the devil’s civilization.  It’s important for him to keep us other than our ownselves because consciousness is the ultimate differentiator between the orignal man and the made man.  The devil’s consciousness is limited in that he is not directly connected to the origin of all things.  The understanding wisdom degree shows and proves this in that his mental and physical powers are less than one third that of the original man.  If you draw up what original people all over the world have endured and realize that they are still the majority, it becomes obvious.  The colored man has survived almost exclusively by savagely taking advantage of original people and they still are the global minority.  By operating from a negative angle of the square, he shows and proves on a macroscopic level, what is driven by a quantum negative reality.  All human beings are comprised of atoms and their corresponding building blocks which include charges that are positive, negative, and neutral.  The neutrality is symbolic to equality.  All things were originally manifested via mathematical expansion and this forward movement, or progression is synonymous with building, which is positive.  The original man, being the first human manifestation of this process, must therefore be derived from, and driven by, the positive charge.  Conversely, the entire history of the colored man is negative and the understanding cipher degree exposes the destructive nature of their manufacture which was carried out by destroying the black germ.  From that point to the zag the negative charge continues to drive their savage pursuit of hapiness.  We must all bear witness to the value of consciousness, which I draw up to be awareness of our connection to all other things and most importantly their source, which is Allah.  Observation of the 85% will show what the result is when we don’t.

 

Peace.

SV Allah

The Sun Can’t Chill

Peace,

I understand why the 85% find bliss in ignorance. Would I want to switch places with them? Now cipher, b.u.t. I will say that when you have knowledge of self you feel the impact of unknowns much deeper than an 85er. The reason being that your third automatically starts to calculate the various equations that cummulatively lead to the situation. When there are multiple people revolving around you and they each have tribulations that effect you, that math can beat you with many stripes at a terrific speed. If I listed all the savior he I square goin’ on in my circumference right now, it would probably cool the reader’s current of air and fuck up their divine allah why self cipher I won’t. However, I will say that the sun can never chill. If it did we would all freeze and the critical causitive function that it serves in stimulating life would come to a screeching halt. That responsibility manifested through the blackman, who is God, is strenuous to bear. This is especially a unique experience in that the people revolving around you don’t even realize it so they don’t understand how much they drain you. Sometimes I feel like a power strip and regardless of what they plug in I gotta keep the shit runnin.’ I’m not bitchin’ so much as venting to release some of the pressure. When I draw up some of the hills and mountains that I’ve climbed and the snake stings that I’ve survived I’m almost shocked to still be standing. 240 won’t provide time to bask in any triumph before it deals the next trial. I just continue daily to build because like I said, the sun can’t chill.

Peace.
SV Allah

Now, Zag=Righteous

Peace,

Today’s degree in the 1-36 states that the self is righteous. Today’s degree in the supreme alphabet is now, nation, or end. The now & the zag on which we live are synonymous. That’s why the past and future can’t be allowed to shift our focus from the present, which is all that exists. Our default inclination should be righteousness when in doubt. This default approach to life counters the unpredictable nature of 240 in that we face it’s unknowns with some sort of ammunition. When we act righteously we keep the needle of our moral compass pointing in the right direction vs the wrong direction. We often just need to buy some time to calculate answers to the complex equations we are tested by each day.

My personal “now” is stormy at this point. I can feel the master allah truth he squeezing me like a freshly oiled pair of vice grips. Regardless, I don’t feel like i’m drowning. I’ve swam 9,000 miles before self cipher I understand that wisdom. We aren’t made by pleasant times b.u.t. how we react to challenges. I react mathematically…

Peace.
SV Allah

Wake up Everybody…

Peace,

My ole’ Earth says that anything seeming too good to be true probably is. I bear witness to the truth of that math in most cases, especially when doing trading with the devil. The equality degree says he gives us nothing self cipher when he acts other than his ownself and offers something for free I do the knowledge that much harder to uncover the tricknowledge. On my way to the justice there will often be people outside the train station giving away samples of different products. Today’s offerings were NoDoz and Caribou Coffee self cipher there was obviously a determined idea. I deal with caffeine daily via sugar free energy drinks, as needed, so it’s not that I have a problem with it. However, I couldn’t help but draw up the science behind these freebies.

The weather in C-Medina is starting to fall victim to daily cold currents as we move deeper into fall. The wind bites notoriously hard and the tendency is to hug the bed longer and be more lazy. If you couple that with people’s frustration over the recession we are more likely to lash out at the boss by slacking off at work. It’s a proven fact that when people don’t feel engaged at the justice they slack off to spite management. So by offering us these “pick me ups” it would seem that the message is to wake up and be alert so you can “do your best” at work. While you’re doing your best, they continue daily to figure out how to get more from you while giving you nothing in return.

Last week was customer service week at my justice cipher born. The company had a bunch of corny ass activities and shit to show us how much they supposedly appreciate us. One day they gave out ice cream floats (God don’t fuck wit’ ice cream like that so I wasn’t goin’). Another day they gave out free lunch in the form of hot dogs & chips (the God don’t eat swine or cow & they wasn’t offerin’ turkey so that hot dog shit was also a no-go). The sad part was how effective these little insignificant gestures were at exciting the destroy powers that I work with. They were lining up for that shit and happy to get it. Pardon self but I ain’t getting excited about no fuckin’ Scooby Snacks. Fuck that, give me a raise, a better computer, and more input correspondent to how we do things and maybe you’ll get more of a rise out of me. And as far as caffeine goes, I prefer to pick my own poison so I’ll pass on the concentrated pill that’ll have my heart jumpin’ out of my chest.

Peace.
SV Allah

Four Devils/Chapter 4: Gangs

Peace,

Gangs are the epitome of destroy culture. They operate according to the idea that they are all different while fighting over land they don’t own. The culture is so pervasive in big cities, that most young men have aligned themselves, to a degree, at some point during their lives. Usually, you claim the gang that runs your neighborhood. In C-Medina, the culture has a complex history full of war stories and street legends, most of whom are either dead or locked up for life. In their heydays these brothers were like gods and acted as ruthless captains giving orders to their lieutenants. Regardless, they all eventually fell victim to the devil’s civilization. Justice has penalized them all for the rewards they claimed as savages in the pursuit of happiness. Willie Lloyd was chief of the Vice Lords for years until he got shot. He is now a parapalegic confined to a wheelchair. Larry Hoover was the legendary ruler of the GD’s but he has been locked up for years and will die in the joint. Jeff Fort was chief of the Blackstones but he now is also locked up where he will spend the rest of his life. The fact that they have all met similar fates shows and proves that they are not all different. Although they ruled different geographic patches of land based on unique principles they all manifested savage ways and actions, lived a beast way of life, and destroyed countless other lives via violence, the drug trade, and the perpetuation of a self-destructive way of life.

Even when they return to the essence, the havoc they wrought will continue to replicate itself. I’m sure that with the time they’ve each had to reflect on the lives that they lived they have beaten themselves with many stripes. It must hurt to know that young boys were destined to die and you gave them no warning and encouraged their wicked ways. That blood is required at their hands. My brother knows who shot him on both occasions. He doesn’t know the name of the specific individuals b.u.t. he knows where they’re from. In neither instance was he shot because of who he is b.u.t. rather where he’s from. The culture degree sums it up in stating that the devil causes them to fight and kill one another.

Peace.
SV Allah

Four Devils/Chapter 3: Guns

Peace,

I saw my first god u now when I was about power years old. It was under my ole’ dad’s mattress. Somehow, even at that tender allah god equal, I knew it was somethin’ not to be trifled with as it represented the ultimate high explosive. I’ve never owned one and probably never will. I’ve held them and shot them at the range b.u.t. the fear that was planted in me when I was a little boy still radiates in my third. Simply put, guns scare the shit out of me, word is bond. My fear has been reinforced by events that have taken place in my love I father equal.

My brother has been shot on wisdom different occasions. The first time was in born born during my last year of college. When knowledge was made born to me I fell to the floor in horror. It fucked me up so bad because it was something I knew would eventually happen based on the ciphers he was travelin’ in. The second time was about wisdom years ago. I was at the justice when I got the text. I handled this one more calmly and fortunately he came out of it ok aside from surgery, a fucked up scar and the lead which will remain lodged in his leg until he returns to essence. Guns spit alot of unknowns because most often they don’t kill the intended target. The savages that shoot em’ usually don’t know how to properly handle em’ self cipher an untrained shooter and a loaded weapon breed disaster. This scenario shows and proves power or refinement in Supreme Mathematics. The power to take a life is raw and extremely dangerous because there’s no comin’ back from that. Refinement reduces the need for guns as well as the odds of innocent people dying if they must be used. That power is a nurses needle that makes soft niggaz feel hard, and hard niggaz feel invincible. They figure into hood life so frequently because the 85% doesn’t know how to resolve conflict in a civilized fashion. They think “the block” is their 23,000,000 sq miles. The true useful land is the mind…they say it’s a terrible thing to waste.

Peace.
SV Allah