<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296</id><updated>2012-01-30T16:05:00.753-05:00</updated><category term='sexiness'/><category term='cipher'/><category term='inconsistencies'/><category term='control'/><category term='spookism'/><category term='39:40'/><category term='curriculum'/><category term='37:40'/><category term='18:40'/><category term='4 devil'/><category term='movies'/><category term='death'/><category term='Universe'/><category term='realignment'/><category term='7:40'/><category term='28:40'/><category term='3/4'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='righteous shopping'/><category 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type='html'>SLSPEarth@gmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>220</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-3506175794050899569</id><published>2012-01-30T14:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T16:05:00.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LE6CcHygmeM/TybzQSGD8WI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JYJOhdXljBA/s1600/IMAG0257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="134" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LE6CcHygmeM/TybzQSGD8WI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JYJOhdXljBA/s200/IMAG0257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned this last month, but more has transpired.... I went to court last month and was attacked because of my headwrap. I wear it ALL the time when I leave the house. When I go into certain venues, I wear like a Muslim in order to keep people from making assumptions that don’t work for me. i.e. Most folks in Atlanta never heard of 5%ers or the Nation of Gods and Earths. I’m not trying to educate folks when I have business to conduct and I don’t need key people thinking I’m a cult supporting crackpot. Folks can think I’m a Muslim all they want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed that because I was portraying myself as a religious person (my nation is not religious so I was lying without speaking, and I’m OK with that), folks would not religiously persecute me by forcing me to remove my head covering. I was wrong. The Atlanta court system violated my right to religious expression and forcibly removed my head wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had to go back. I could do 1 of 3 things…. I could go in there and demand that they acquiesce to my needs. I could compromise my values and allow Yakub’s world manifest to rule the day. Or I could make a compromise that satisfies both parties…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hairnet! It allows me to maintain my 3/4ths and keeps me out of jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ajc.com/news/gwinnett/muslim-womans-headscarf-incident-776839.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people here do not play. Especially if you’re Original. I was herded like cattle and reprimanded because I was required to appear to defend myself against an accident that wasn’t my fault. My question is why? A head wrap ain’t that serious. They don’t go wig snatching in court rooms. If I could hide something in my head wrap, I could hide it under a wig or a big weave. So the thinking is flawed. If you check the above links, one says that they were to be sued for their discriminatory policies. And it is discriminatory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my righteous sisters, if you want to maintain your modesty in court and for some reason can’t rock a wig because you locs are too long, wear a headwrap that matches the color of your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-3506175794050899569?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/3506175794050899569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=3506175794050899569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3506175794050899569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3506175794050899569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2012/01/safe-hair.html' title='Safe Hair'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LE6CcHygmeM/TybzQSGD8WI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JYJOhdXljBA/s72-c/IMAG0257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-2195704887380791513</id><published>2012-01-26T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T12:58:55.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1: Actual Fact/Wolf Moon</title><content type='html'>Peace….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equality Builds Equality through Understanding of Culture. Conversely, InEquality Destructively breeds inequality through mis-Understanding of Culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is a given that the 5% culture will be misunderstood by the masses for many reasons. (a) we are so small, that many have never heard of us, (b) folks mistrust that which they don’t understand (c) folks don’t want to put in the effort of learning something new if it doesn’t benefit them and (d) for some reason, folks take it as a personal insult if others live differently than they do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minorities know the rules and regulations of the majority culture. You have to in order to negotiate it. The converse is not always the same. I bare witness that some majorities don’t even acknowledge different cultures. i.e. “2 Americas.” Now in some cases it comes from lack of exposure. In others scenarios its that they don’t care. I will wager that most are due to some combination of both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of this build is to be mindful to meet people where they are and don’t expect them to join you on your journey. They have their own. As a member of my beloved Nation I strive to bring truth… factual information... to the masses. But if I recognize that folks aren’t interested, I move on. No insults. No hard feelings. I strive to build with people in equality… on their level and with respect… and I expect the same back. Equality builds Equality. Everyone has to be mindful of all the Cultures that may be included or don’t build. Is it not everyone’s responsibility to do the knowledge before they speak? But if folks come into the conversation with misinformation and negative pre-conceived ideas then nothing good will come forth from that interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to work for this colored man in the 90’s. During my tenure with him, Jerry Garcia died. I knew he was a musician, though I was unfamiliar with his music. The name “The Grateful Dead” has been bandied around enough that I have a small level of familiarity with it. But trust me I had never purposefully listened to one of their songs. I actually was more familiar with his name because of Ben &amp; Jerry’s ‘Cherries Garcia’ ice cream. He on the other hand, in 1994 or so, had never heard of Barry White? This isn’t the sole example. White folks still want to touch my hair (when I used to wear it out), seem surprised that I don’t wash it every day, assume I listen to hip hop (I do) but are surprised that I also listen to country and western. It is a big assumption that I was born to a teenaged uneducated mother who had other children with whom I don’t share fathers or last names. Also untrue. Even among my own people it is assumed that I am a unmarried, diabetic and hypertensive woman with 6 jobs and a bunch of grown children, possibly grandchildren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what that all this have to do with the January Wolf moon? Wolves can be ferocious. But the ferocity comes from them moving in packs. 1 wolf against 1 person is a more even battle than a pack of wolves against 1 person. When you are part of the prevalent culture, seek not to viciously attack another’s way of life. Most people have some eclecticism within their lives and would not like to be attacked because of its expression.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a lot of drama because I wear my head wrapped abroad. Folks will call me a Muslim. I notice that when I correct them they become first aggravated, then combative. And it’s not like I’m all up and in their faces. I will say, politely, and occasional with a smile, “No. I’m not a Muslim.” And leave it at that. I don’t feel the need to build with everyone especially to my detriment. And southern folks use the word of ‘hospitality’, to shield their nosiness. This is when folks become belligerent and inform me that I am mistaken. And make that bit of  Knowledge Born. All women who wrap their heads are Muslims and that’s that. Changing the paradigm makes them uncomfortable. And it is never my goal to make people comfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be mindful when you are interacting with folks, which side of the border are you coming from. And always let Peace (Pacific) reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-2195704887380791513?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/2195704887380791513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=2195704887380791513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2195704887380791513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2195704887380791513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-actual-factwolf-moon.html' title='1: Actual Fact/Wolf Moon'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-9118222748237561279</id><published>2012-01-25T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:54:25.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Odor Controller</title><content type='html'>Sweating is your body’s mechanism to cool down. The average person has about 2.6 million sweat glands, and sweat glands come in two types: eccrine (hands, feet) and apocrine. Apocrine glands are found in your arm pits and in your genital area. The apocrine glands usually end in hair follicles and become active during puberty. This is why babies tend to not be funky. The sweat produced by the apocrine glands contains proteins and fatty acids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat has no odor; the familiar unpleasant odor is caused by bacteria that live on our skin and hair. These bacteria metabolize the proteins and fatty acids from our apocrine sweat, causing body odor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between deodorants and antiperspirants is; deodorants deal with the smell by neutralizing it and by killing the bacteria that metabolize the proteins and fatty acids, while antiperspirants try to prevent sweating by blocking the pores using aluminum. Without sweat, the bacteria cannot metabolize proteins and fatty acids that cause body odor.&lt;br /&gt;Antiperspirants are products that try to prevent sweating by using aluminum. However, most antiperspirants also have a deodorizing component. So deodorants cut the smell and antiperspirants stop you from sweating. Make your choice about what you want to use. My question is where is that sweat going when blocked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be a surprise to learn that the antiperspirant you use daily is in fact an over-the-counter (OTC) drug. As mentioned, Antiperspirants work by clogging, closing, or blocking the pores with aluminum salts in order to prevent the release of sweat, effectively changing the function of the body. Antiperspirants are considered to be drugs because they affect the physiology of the body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deodorants and antiperspirants can allegedly cause breast cancer and Alzheimer's disease. Please be mindful that men have breast too, and can get breast cancer. Benign side effects of deodorants and antiperspirants are skin irritation and allergies, but more serious dangers of deodorants can be acute dermatitis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An alleged danger of deodorants is that they could cause Alzheimer's disease due to the fact that they contain Aluminum salts such as Aluminum Chlorhydrate (to close the pores), and that the brains of Alzheimer's patients contain high levels of toxic Aluminum. In 1993, the World Health Organization stated that there is a suspected link between Alzheimer's disease and the toxicity of Aluminum. The long term side effects of the use of Aluminum in antiperspirants might be responsible for the tangles and plaques in the brain of Alzheimer patients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can we do for prevention? Some Lucky folks don’t sweat. They don’t need this build. Some folks choose to not use deodorant/antiperspirant at all. But, the people in your cipher might object to you smelling like onions. Cutting the hair from your armpits will aid in the liquid sweat retention. You could use alcohol. But that only works for a few hours. You’d need to carry some with you to freshen up.  Or… You can make your own deodorant with natural products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precise has been making his own deodorant for the last 2.5 years and is generous enough to share his recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those health related subjects that most people take for granted.  Underarm deodorant.  Really?  Yeah!  Like most other things you have to be mindful of the ingredients of your deodorant/antiperspirant or you might find yourself on the wrong side of a bad reaction.  Read on if you want to find out how this can affect or has already affected you.  Don't be too alarmed though, as I'm going to include a solution that is both cost effective and easy to prepare all by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on the surface you might ask yourself, "What could possibly be wrong with deodorant?"  Well, people are different and different body chemistry could cause one person to have an allergic reaction to something that test subjects or even the average person does not.  You ultimately have to find out what works for you.  I remember my first experience with deodorant (Speed Stick) as a child and got a bad rash around my armpits.  After that I tried various products until I found one that didn't burn.  Then I got the nasty orange ring on my Tee-Shirts.  After that I tried the "clear" gels.  Didn't notice any particular problems with that so &lt;br /&gt;that's what I used until I met my Earth many years later.  She told me about one particular ingredient in deodorants that appears to cause many people problems.  ALUMINUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aluminum is a natural element (metal) and is one of the key ingredients in antiperspirant.  Aluminum crystals are used as a deodorizer.  In some people there seems to be an allergic response and can cause various health issues ranging from Kidney problems to Breast Cancer to Alzheimer's Disease.  Research on whether Aluminum in antiperspirants can cause these problems is still inconclusive.  Either way, knowing the potential risk the ingredients in both antiperspirants and deodorants can cause, got me looking into alternatives.  I went through the Internet and found several dozen recipes for DIY underarm deodorants.  From those I chose one that satisfied my own personal needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the recipe for the deodorant I make:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a picture of the different things you'll need. (D1) Coconut Oil, Corn Starch, Baking Soda, Scented Natural Oil, Cocoa Butter &amp; Tee Tree Oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start out with 1/2 cup of Backing Soda and 1/2 cup of Corn Starch (D2)  Baking Soda works as a deodorizer and the Corn Starch works as an antiperspirant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then put in 1/4 cup of pure Cocoa Butter (D3)  Cocoa Butter is a natural skin moisturizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, put in a few drops of your favorite Natural oil (the one I use is called "Earth") (D4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, put in about 10 drops of Tea Tree Oil (D5)  Tee Tree Oil is a natural anti fungal, disinfectant and antiseptic.  This makes Tee Tree Oil a great odor fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last ingredient is the most difficult to get the right amount.  Start out with a tablespoon of coconut oil (I melt mine first). (D6)  Coconut oil can be used as a deodorizer and skin conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add some heat to the mixture.  If the cocoa butter and coconut oil is enough, the mixture will turn to a thick paste.  Go slowly because if you put in too much coconut oil the mixture will always be runny even in cooler ambient temperatures.  Furthermore if it's too runny the coconut oil will separate and leak out of the deodorant container..... so be careful. (D7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coconut oil will remain solid up to about 76F degrees (D8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have a nice thick paste, put the paste in one of your old deodorant dispensers.  The recipe will normally fill two of them. (D9, D10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the full containers in the refrigerator for an hour or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you have deodorant to last you at least a year and if you keep your ingredients you won't need any more deodorant for a long time.  It's all natural and hopefully you won't have any allergic reactions to anything in the mixture.  If you do then remove that particular ingredient from the mixture and look for a substitute.  My Earth has an allergy to Tee Tree Oil, so when I make hers I leave it out.  With this article you now have enough info to do your own research and perhaps come up with your own healthy and safe recipe to help fight the underarm smellies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;Precise Infinite Peace Allah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-9118222748237561279?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/9118222748237561279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=9118222748237561279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/9118222748237561279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/9118222748237561279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2012/01/odor-controller.html' title='Odor Controller'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5279036913990717367</id><published>2012-01-25T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:43:07.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have to call Doubleday Myself?</title><content type='html'>Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration sparked this blog….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been browsing online… as you are… for a few different topics. And the internet, being as vast and as comprehensive as it is will have an answer if you ask a question. But it doesn’t always give you an answer in the perspective you look for…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say I search for “pregnancy blog”…. and no I’m not claiming anything…. I could find hundreds of them. But add “Black” or “African American” (with or without the hyphen) the front of that same search and you come up with some utter foolishness! You get teen mom statistics, abortion statistics, ads for planned parenthood, etc. None of that ooey gooey stuff that you get without adding a clarifier. Do Black people not have happy healthy pregnancies? We must or we wouldn’t be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God gave me an article for Useful Land in regards to his DIY deodorant. He said, “Post it on your blog because I couldn’t find any righteous people doing this.” I’m certain other Black and/or righteous people are doing this, and probably blogging this. But I/We can’t find it. And why is that? It's not because I haven't looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few colored women’s blog that I follow, have been offered book deals for what they post on their blogs. Are the things they are posting new and unheard of? Now Cipher! Their writing is not superior to mine. (We all have spell check) Their posting frequency is relatively the same as my posting frequency. Yet they are writing books and I’m not. (And I am not saying that I &lt;i&gt;want &lt;/i&gt;to author books.) What is up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks would have you believe that Original people are very one dimensional. Nothing could be further from the truth. We DIY, We do fashion. We sew. We garden. We do EVERYTHING colored people do. But for some reason it just doesn’t get out there the same way. Only the gansta/ghetto/country/music stuff gets out there; like that’s all we do. The only Original blogs that I see that get major shine is the political ones. And I think that is because it gives racist white folks a place to complain to a group that they think might be listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my mother has always advocated that, “You should be the change you seek.” And that is why I keep this blog and others. Not that I am going to get a book deal, but I am making Knowledge Born that we are here, computer literate and doing thangs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5279036913990717367?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5279036913990717367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5279036913990717367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5279036913990717367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5279036913990717367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-i-have-to-call-doubleday-myself.html' title='Do I have to call Doubleday Myself?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-3649930133442756710</id><published>2012-01-17T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:23:34.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Racism Question</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was MLK Day. One of the things I have noticed is the bile and disrespect that MLK receives. BUT…. He gets it only from a certain demographic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not concerned about white supremacists who don’t like MLK. They are a non-issue. They don’t like anyone. I am more concerned with Original young adults who have a skewed view of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in God Cipher the youngest child to parents born in the mid Understanding ciphers. I had, and still have friends whose grandparents are the age of my parents. I’m really thinking that people have completely forgotten what the US was like when MLK was doing his thing. Jim Crow was no joke. My parents experienced this first hand. So when they disseminate their experiences to me, it’s not like it’s from a text book it from them directly. I get to see and listen to the fear and shame they felt at the hands of white people. And it’s not like these white people set out to hurt their feelings, but my parents experienced a lot that I hope to never go through. All their friends have the same experiences so I know it was widespread thing and not just one person’s incident. Do you realize that it was illegal for folks to marry outside their race up until 1967? Google Anti-miscegenation laws .  Jim Crow laws were allowed to stay on the books until 1967 as well. So be extremely mindful that our people’s oppression was not that long ago. And you can see the evidence of racism now a days. My mother and I got into an argument this morning about ID cards. I don’t get the hoopla. If you want to vote get an ID they aren’t hard to come by and they aren’t expensive. I can’t vote without ID, nor can I be in a car with someone and the police pull us over without ID, nor can I walk down the street and the police ask for ID and I don’t have one. But she went to that place….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what I will say about MLK and his ilk is that Black folks wanted to end the abuse they were receiving at the hands of white folks, but weren’t completely clear regarding what they wanted or what was even feasible. It is impossible to legislate that a racist person has to have a change of heart. But you can legislate laws to protect the people they target. IMO that is all you can ask for. What the civil rights struggles did was to force white folks to partially interact with everyone. No longer could the devil discriminate on the basis of appearance and get away with it. He could on the basis of finances, of location, of education, etc. But not race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, what the civil rights people wanted was for Original people to have the same opportunities as white folks. They did have those opportunities. But it was separate but equal. There were Black schools, and Black neighborhoods, with Black businesses (more than we have now), Black doctors, etc. It was that Black folks had to get these things from Black sources and no where else. And if you look at it from a different angle, white folks could only get their stuff from white sources as well. The ancestors did all that marching to allow their children to interact in ciphers that they couldn’t. Well they got said desires. I earned my doctorate from a white school. I currently am employed by a white company. But am I better off than my parents? They both graduated from college. My mother earned a master’s in the 70’s. That was unheard of for an Original and especially for a woman. My mother makes more retired than I do working. She lives in a white subdivision, drives an Audi and swears that all the white people in her neighborhood want to lynch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with that is it never ‘cured’ the problem. It just made the problem go underground. I won’t even say dormant. It is now unpopular for some people to speak racism publicly. That is not a cure. That is a bandage. Not even a good bandage And I don’t have a suggestion for an answer either. Because what lies at the core of the problem is the inherent supremacy the devil feels superimposed with the inherent inadequacy Original people feel. How many times have you seen Original people feel like they made it when they have white jobs or can move into white neighborhoods, or have white friends or can patronize white establishments etc. By feeling like whiteness is synonymous with correctness will always keep Original people down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the God was watching anime and the images of the people in the movie where not Japanese but that of devils. I asked him why that was, I was thinking maybe it was marketed toward white people, but he told me it wasn’t. Makes you wonder does it not? Why do Black women permanently straighten, not temporarily, permanently straighten their hair? Why do Black people strive to wear pink lipstick, blue eye shadow all while becoming bulimic?  We hate ourselves. That to me is more of a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can go to their schools, but 1 + 1 = 2 wherever you go. I did both. I can bare witness, no one loves you like the Black schools do. So…..? We can eat in white establishments and not have to go to the back. We can ride anywhere on a bus. We can drink from water fountains. Ok. Well are there truly integrated schools? I went to private schools until college and the other students looked like me, though the teachers did not. And this was supposed to be elite. I have worked in a few middle and high schools and they were either or. We aren’t as integrated as you think. Some things stay separate…. Beauty salons barber shops, churches, funeral homes, schools, neighborhoods, etc. back to my initial point, it is illegal to discriminate on the basis of skin color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have not overcome because the overcoming was and still is all in the mind. Until both parties, Original people and devils come to that understanding, things will always be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-3649930133442756710?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/3649930133442756710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=3649930133442756710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3649930133442756710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3649930133442756710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2012/01/racism-question.html' title='The Racism Question'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-3320500711148391532</id><published>2012-01-12T15:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T15:45:52.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Actual Facts</title><content type='html'>Peace Y’all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something new I’m doing for 2012. It’s deep and personal. It is my ambition to build on the Actual Facts. But not all at once. I will build on one each month in order. Follow me on this….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual facts are all about the Earth. As an Earth, I feel it’s important to make these degrees applicable to myself. Our Culture can be misogynistic at times and many women feel left out and get lost. I once heard another Earth say she doesn’t see herself in 120. And that is unfortunate. I see myself all up and through 120. I want to share that with other righteous women. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personal side of this initiative is there are 13 Actual Facts in my degrees. 13 moons fall in a 365 day period. And woman who have a 28 cycle have 13 flows in a 365 day period or as this year contains, 366. So I will build on the “Moon” and also the corresponding Actual Fact. So when you see Actual fact in the subject box…. You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-3320500711148391532?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/3320500711148391532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=3320500711148391532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3320500711148391532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3320500711148391532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2012/01/future-actual-facts.html' title='Future Actual Facts'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-60541551289812471</id><published>2012-01-12T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:35:06.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lessons Don't Lie!</title><content type='html'>Peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to blog for a minute now. I have some personal drama that is sucking up all my energy… FOR REAL! But I am gonna get on the good foot… Eventually….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a build with a newborn recently… And don’t you love it when newborns just know more than you and they can’t even call for their degrees at will?.... And I said…. That I cee 120 literally rather than metaphorically. Do you know this chick thought she was gonna check… me? Really? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am aware that some of the numbers in 120 are off. I was required when I walked through the curriculum to validate all the numbers found within the degrees. But the ‘offness’ is probably attributed to human error in the course of disseminating the degrees. I know there is a lot in 120 that cannot be absolutely proven. But it hasn’t been beyond reasonable doubt been disproven either. Pluto is not a planet anymore, but it’s still out there at 3 billion 680 million miles from the Sun. But as I continue daily to exist I cee these degrees showing and proving themselves to be right and exact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equations in 120 work. But if you’re not mathematically inclined that’s a limitation that &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; have that you must put in the work to overcome. The Earth Does spin 1037 1/3 mph on it’s own axis. And the Earth is 93 million miles from the Sun. the other planetary calculations are true as well. T.H.E.M. had a 3rd grade education but managed, in 1933-4, to come up with these jewels. And you, with your education and degrees want to argue that this is a useless tradition? Then why have you come amongst us if you have no respect for 120.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a parliament where everything got twisted and funky. A she-devil was the source of the discontent. The Culture degree of the 1-14 literally unfolded before my eyes. There were some new people there and I started quoting said degree under my breath as it unfolded. The visiting 7 heard me and laughed as he agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroying him in 1 day without falling victim to the devil civilization refers to not literally some unknown Original alien (because they would be the only entities who qualify to have NEVER fallen victim to the devil civilization on this planet) force will kill all the white people in 1 day. No. But to come into the realization of you are and what your origin in this world (another degree) happens in one moment of one day. And you are forever changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killing 4 devils does earn me a pin to wear on my lapel. Or perhaps a peaceful look on my countenance. Though I have literally earned a flag to wear on my lapel. And my free transportation to Mecca… or a place of peace happened too. Or maybe a free ride to the parliament when my car wasn't working to see my brothers? Is that literal enough? The colored man is current still 1:11 Original people. Still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on and on and on…. You could and I hope you do add on in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These examples may seem figurative, but they are only figurative until they become a reality in your life. That is the moment they become literal. Daily these degrees become more and more real to me. So I take offense when people want to slander them by saying it’s not real. When what they mean to say is it’s not real to them… yet. Keep living and studying your lessons. You will learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-60541551289812471?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/60541551289812471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=60541551289812471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/60541551289812471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/60541551289812471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-lessons-dont-lie.html' title='My Lessons Don&apos;t Lie!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4123403161359183107</id><published>2011-12-19T15:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T15:22:55.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Inventing the Wheel</title><content type='html'>Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a junior and senior in high school, I went to quite a few “Grown &amp; Goodbye” parties. Maybe, like 4? And it wasn't like those people were related or knew each other. What that is, when a child turns 18, the parents have a party for them and all the while their bags are packed and waiting at the door. At the end of the evening, said child gives their house keys back to the parents and leave with the guests. They don’t live there anymore. The appropriate gift for this type of party is cash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now think about this…. Everyone on their 18th born days aren’t necessarily done with high school and or ready to be on their own. What if you turn 18 in March but don’t graduate until June? What are you supposed to do? I’ve been to parties like this for boys as well as girls. And… I’ve been told that I’m lucky that my bornday is late in the year (November). Lots of my friends ended up with shitty jobs, GED’s, prison records and babies that they would not have had if they were allowed to mature under the auspices of people who knew how to navigate life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y’all know I’m not scared to ask a question. And my question to their parents is “Why?” The answer is always the same. “I left home when I was – Insert some ridiculously young age—And I made my own way.” Really? So you want your kids to experience all the bullshit that you did? You do know if you tell them, rather than show them, they will still know… right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get they “re-invent the Wheel” mentality. I know I don’t have children, but isn’t the goal for them to do better than you? Isn’t that progress? By having your children learn life’s lessons exactly how you learned them does not make them better off. That means they have to do what you already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip, I know a woman who has 5 daughters. And in addition to buying them cars when they graduate high school, she and her husband put the girls into their own home upon graduating from college. Not pay entirely for a new house, but pay the down payment, all the closing costs and the mortgage for 6 months. That’s some good isht right there. They claimed their rationale was that their girls didn’t have to worry about those things and could focus on their careers and/or lives. The girls could choose the house they wanted. That is what I’m talking about right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents did not finish high school. Their parents didn’t even go to school. But they made sure my parents and ALL my aunts and uncles did. My parents were college graduates. They did that on their own. Mommie is smart and got scholarships. Daddy had the GI Bill and played football. When my brother and I got to that level, they paid for our 2ndary educations. They said that wasn’t something they wanted to have us worry about. My brother was good when he got out of school. My ambitious ass decided to keep going and get another degree. But that was on me and not them. I saw other grad students trying to pay old student loans with new student loan money. I didn’t have that worry because my parents improved on their destiny through me. As I see is the duty for each new generation to do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they can’t if parents throw you to the wolves and laugh. Let them stay until they at least finish school. Jeesh….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4123403161359183107?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4123403161359183107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4123403161359183107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4123403161359183107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4123403161359183107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/12/peace-when-i-was-junior-and-senior-in.html' title='Re-Inventing the Wheel'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-611473609828312524</id><published>2011-12-13T13:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T13:05:14.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Some Kind of Way.....</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any type of traffic issue in the city of Atlanta, Georgia, you are REQUIRED to go to court. Accident, break light, ticket, you name it. You have to show up and pay your court costs. Clearly this is some kind of income generating scheme. Which leaves me wondering why you have to generate income off the backs of folk? But that’s another build. I was involved in an auto accident. I didn’t cause it, but I did receive damage to my car. I was told by the police officer that if I didn’t show up and be a witness for the prosecution, I would be held in contempt of court and a warrant would be issued for my arrest. Also the case would be thrown out and my insurance would have to pay for my damages. So…. I showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? First of all when I got there I found that was a lie. The other person was just entering a plea. It was not the full on trial. Police WILL lie. Law &amp; Order got that part really accurate. I’ll only need to be there if she pleads not guilty. And then they will subpoena me. So I had to take a ½ of day off on some bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly when I got in the court room, the police in there went out of his way to belittle the people in there. Calling folks criminals to their faces and saying that it’s our own faults for being in there. No talking, eating, drinking or chewing gum allowed in the courtroom. This woman put a cough drop in her mouth after hacking for 15 minutes and was thrown out for eating in the court room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was personally attacked. I crochet. I brought in a sweater I’m working on. Last time I was in a court room, I saw them take folks phones and kindles away…. Permanently. Because no electronic devices were allowed in court. Really? Them folks on the dais have computers and that’s okay, right? And I never heard a kindle ring. But I knew nothing was gonna be allowed in there so I took the sweater. Ever since the Brian Nicholas incident, security is off the chain. I wasn’t thinking my crochet hook would be considered a weapon. And it made it through security! I didn’t sneak it in. It, the yarn and the ½ a sweater was in an open bag and slid through security. The in court robo-cop grabbed it out of my hand and said that he should have me arrested for having a “weapon” in court. Really? There was no sign saying it was on the prohibited list. Oh, I sat there for 30 minutes crocheting before he noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also attacked by the same… officer… for having a conversation with the prosecutor. The police officer walked out before I started speaking with the ADA, and when he came back in he ran over to me and grabbed me. Telling me I wasn’t allowed to speak in the court room. Did any fucking body in the court room say anything …. At all? Nope. I looked to the ADA who just stared with his mouth open. I called for the public defender who was the only one (including the other po po present) who came to my aid. He told the officer to leave me alone or he would pro bono represent me in the suit against the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that pissed me off….. TRULY…. Was this asshole pulled my headwrap off my head because it wasn’t allowed in court. Really? I was completely nonplussed. He did this shit in public and there was a room of people there as witnesses but nobody said a word. Even other cops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why folks don’t like cops. I personally hate them. I have never had a cop protect or serve me in ANY circumstance. I don’t believe it’s possible. I know cops. They always say that they should be respected because they run toward what everyone else runs away from. But that’s a personal choice they made. No one put a gun to their heads and said they had to do this job. And the US is not a country that assigns you a trade. So cops need to handle their business in a different way. Punk assed bitch boys…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel some kind of way about being treated like that yesterday. Yeah…. I’m thinking the Police Athletic League needs to pass me by this year. If they call asking for a donation, I’m a have some choice words for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-611473609828312524?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/611473609828312524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=611473609828312524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/611473609828312524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/611473609828312524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-feel-some-kind-of-way.html' title='I Feel Some Kind of Way.....'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7748937496649696827</id><published>2011-12-07T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T14:38:09.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God for the Earth</title><content type='html'>Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a quick build on Today’s Supreme Mathematics of “God.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a woman in Allah’s 5% Nation of Gods and Earths, I used to have difficulty making the numerical coordinate of “God” applicable to me. I mean that’s what we do. We draw up our degrees to make them useful within our own circumference. But since the Word “God” and in the Supreme Alphabet “Allah” as well did not describe me physically, I had issues making said words applicable to the Earth Serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me make it clear to all the obtuse Gods out there… I am NOT aspiring to be “God” but… traits that the Gods are supposed to possess…. Why cannot I aspire to emulate? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True and living? Yes. Showing and Proving? Check. Keeping my word? Absolutely. Knowledging and living out 120? Done and still doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is how I apply Today’s Mathematics to my 196,940,000 square mileage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7748937496649696827?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7748937496649696827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7748937496649696827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7748937496649696827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7748937496649696827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-for-earth.html' title='God for the Earth'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4590305791341610348</id><published>2011-12-05T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:29:33.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay in Sequence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archjrc.com/childsplace/images/frogsequence.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" width="640" src="http://www.archjrc.com/childsplace/images/frogsequence.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began my college education when I was 17. My born day is late in the year; I never got skipped or anything. I was a pre-med/zoology major with a minor is chemistry and math. I learned something during my orientation that has aided me ridiculously in life. Follow the sequence. You gotta grab these jewels when you can, but first you have to &lt;b&gt;recognize &lt;/b&gt;a jewel when you come in contact with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filed for graduation in the fall semester of my senior year (that’s 3.5 years instead of 4). You don’t file until you are eligible. I was eligible a semester early. I never took 1 summer class nor am I a super brain. This was done simply because I followed the sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The science behind said build is that there are many paths to a goal. There are people who like to do their own thing and trail blaze their paths. But &lt;b&gt;MANY&lt;/b&gt; paths are already trail blazed. What is wrong with following that path that has already been laid out? Following a well worn path means that the risk of injury is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given a black book with the order of classes that I should take, and the semesters I should take them. I still have it. A memento. As long as I took all the classes I was supposed to, I would graduate on time. OK. Sounds easy right? Mostly, but not all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the book, the 2nd semester of my junior year is when I should take Physics II. The problem was that physics was taught in the spring by the department chairperson. He was a TERRIBLE teacher. And since he was also the department chair, there was no one to complain to. Now…. You could step out of sequence and take PII in the fall of your senior year…. He wasn’t teaching it then. (And you have to pass Physics I before you can take Physics II.) That’s what most people did. Only 1 fall class was offered and you ran the risk of missing it. There was a limit on how many people could take the class. If you failed it in a prior attempt (failed, not incomplete, "D" or withdrawn), you were guaranteed a spot in the fall. You could be confirmed for the class and get bumped by a flunker. It was 4 credits with a lab. So there was science behind why it was suggested for Y3S2. Then if you wanted to graduate on time, you had to take Dr. Terrible’s class right before graduation. If you failed it, you might not be eligible to graduate on time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it Y3S2 like the sequence said. I passed it (by luck) because of an accident (ask and I will tell you about it). I took it without my classmates because they were trying to take it with the easy instructor. I passed the 1st time and some of them had to take it repeatedly. Most of them didn't even get in the fall class and ended up taking Dr. Terrible's class anyway.  2 of my classmates didn’t graduate on time because they stepped out of sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did step out of sequence… sort of. Instead of postponing classes, I increased the amount of credits I carried by taking on electives prematurely. There was a program for which the science department was applying. If the department qualified for the program they would admit junior students, pay their full tuition and fees, give them paid summer jobs, give them monthly stipends and send them to grad school…. All At No Charge! Even though the school had not been admitted in the program yet, should it, I realized I wouldn’t be eligible for participation until my senior year. So… I stepped out of sequence my sophomore year and took extra classes in addition to the ones the book said to take because the program required 12 hours of calculus. I carried 25 credits for 2 semesters. Be mindful most full time students carry 12-15. That was a year of hell, but I persevered because I had a determined idea. Unfortunately, the department didn’t get the program. But I got a minor in Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I/we have a student now. (I’m her main instructor, but the God is teaching me how to teach this culture to other women. And it is his light that is being reflected) She is older like I was when I walked through 120. But she is bucking the system like crazy. The people in Allah’s Garden have this proclivity to want to do things their own way. I don’t have a problem with self styled wisdom, but tradition exists for a reason. Self style wisdom is full of kinks. Tradition has the kinks worked out already. My student (and I used that term loosely) doesn’t understand why we have requested her not to build with other Gods until she has 120. Why it’s important to be 3/4th all the time rather than just at nation events. Why we have asked her not to read certain texts until she has 120. And most specifically why she shouldn’t get into a relationship with another 7 until she has 120. If she leaves us, we will not welcome her back if it doesn’t work out. We have explained our reasons and she has explained hers. At the end of the day…. She has to either follow our rules or find another educator. And because of this policy, we are now considered ogres. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have repeatedly asked her to “stay in the sequence” to no avail. I am not completely new to adult instruction. I worked as an instructor in vocational schools for 5 years. I suppose the fact that those students were paying for their education made a difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose staying in a sequence can hold you back. But more than likely it won’t . If you think you are being held back or have any problems…Ask yourself who designed the sequence? Have the designers been successful? Do the designers have working and contemporary experience? The college I attended was invested in seeing their students matriculate. I am invested in seeing my students get 120. There is no guile behind my motivation. I am a female in this nation and I already know where the pitfalls and landmines lay for women. ESPECIALLY older women. I would like to aid another in negotiating said obstacles, but I can’t and won’t force my will on anyone other than my babies. If a grown assed woman doesn’t want my aid, I don’t feel compelled to give it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will leave you with a 2 jewels from the old folks…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man I used to work for used to tell me, “You don’t have time to make ALL the mistakes in life. I have to learn from folks who have made them already.” One of my teachers use to say, “If you don’t have time to do things the right way the first time, when will you have time to do them over?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4590305791341610348?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4590305791341610348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4590305791341610348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4590305791341610348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4590305791341610348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/12/stay-in-sequence.html' title='Stay in Sequence'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-3830752978714835794</id><published>2011-11-30T08:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:37:18.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Paradise: Lord Reveal Infinite Allah</title><content type='html'>Peace Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost a builder. He fell on the job. As we all strive to. He's dead now. Not returning to anyone... ever. The only place left for him to exist is in our memories. And remember him we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUjDr4w3SDA/TtYuErNknlI/AAAAAAAAALU/xyQ5tNFf6vw/s1600/lria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" width="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUjDr4w3SDA/TtYuErNknlI/AAAAAAAAALU/xyQ5tNFf6vw/s200/lria.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our turn to continue the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace to the God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-3830752978714835794?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/3830752978714835794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=3830752978714835794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3830752978714835794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3830752978714835794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/11/rest-in-paradise-lord-reveal-infinite.html' title='Rest In Paradise: Lord Reveal Infinite Allah'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUjDr4w3SDA/TtYuErNknlI/AAAAAAAAALU/xyQ5tNFf6vw/s72-c/lria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-8210830170918343568</id><published>2011-11-21T11:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:13:20.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Women and Children 1st</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SOOOOOOOO sick of white people. How does the president’s and vice president’s wives get booed when they are trying to show love for the troops and their families? You don’t have to agree with the president. You don’t have to agree with his views and policies. But to disrespect his woman? That’s foul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an Obama supporter. I plan to vote for him a second time should he run next year. That’s my business.  I recognize that folks resent him being in the highest office in this country. But he was elected. Those of y’all with my degree KNOW and Understand that Black folks are a minority in this country. Always have been. If every Black person voted for him and that was it, then we would not have gotten elected as per 3,4:10. And we all know that a lot of Black folks can’t and don’t vote. Millions of white folks cast their ballots for President Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of the sheer foolishness that follows him everywhere he goes. He doesn’t put his hand over his hard when the National anthem is being played; white folks go ape shit.  He doesn’t have to. All that is required of a patriot is to remove their hats if they are males. He gives children a back to school speech… like every other president has done prior…. Parents keep their children home form school. Why? What is he going to say to your children that you object too? Do well in school? Study hard? Mind your parents and teachers? The white parents don’t want a Black man to have influence over their children. So many white folks refuse to call him “President Obama.” Do they think that denying is going to make it true? Demanding that he produce a birth certificate. That is governmental isht. If folks was so hot and bothered to se it, they could have requisitioned one. The president did not need to bring it himself; nor even prove that he was born in this country. They do a credit check when you apply for a supermarket discount card. You think they didn’t check this man’s background before he decided to run for office? You saw how quick Haiti kicked Wycleff to the curb when he tried to run for president there. Are you saying the USA is behind Haiti? And regardless of what country he was born in, his mother was a US citizen. He could have been born on Mars and still had dual citizenship. Fucking idiots!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I admire and recognize about our (that’s right, OUR) president is that more so than the average Black person, Knows and Understands how to deal with the devil on a level most of us never will. His father made him and bounced. Not to another state but to another country. The elder Obama left his clearly Original Sun to be raised in the bosom of the white man. The president has stated that his grandparents were moderately racist, and his mother was frequently absent, leaving him in his grandparent’s care. SMH. That had to be hard. And he has a crazy name. Coming from this background, I trust this man to know how to handle the devil and their nastiness. But attacking his wife is uncalled for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men fight the battles. That’s what they do. To go after women and children is way below the belt. Did any one ever go after Barbara or Laura Bush? Nancy Reagan? Yes they went after Hillary Clinton and Rosalind Carter. I’m thinking Republicans are just a dirty bunch of crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us explore the reasons white folks are bitching about our First Lady shall we? She has attacked childhood obesity. She installed a victory garden at the White House and she is an advocate for breast feeding. How dare she? Folks have gone as far as to infer that her husband is going to leave everybody so broke that this is the only way folks will be able to eat. Really? All First Ladies have platforms. This is hers. Folks want to imply that she is overweight. Are they blind? I suppose that is how the media portrays the Black woman so when they see one that doesn’t fall victim to the stereotype they don’t know how to react. Rush Limbaugh went as far to say she should wear yellow. WTF??? Is he a stylist now?  This shit is crazy and it’s gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that my blog is humble and I have 23 readers. But I don’t care. I’m a say my peace and not really care if you feel some kind of way about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to like, agree, or support the President. This is a free country. But leave his wife and babies out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitches……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-8210830170918343568?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/8210830170918343568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=8210830170918343568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8210830170918343568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8210830170918343568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/11/women-and-children-1st.html' title='Women and Children 1st'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5711258221219025756</id><published>2011-11-16T14:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T14:59:18.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AcKnowledging my own Equality = God i.e. Grown</title><content type='html'>Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m grown. A lot of people also claim to be grown. But I am not just chronologically grown. I am emotionally grown, experientially grown, and I acknowledge my own grown-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned 18, I was in college, completely dependant on my parents. Living in my mother’s house (when not at school), she had the ability (and took it) of telling me when I needed to be in the house or consequences would happen. That’s not grown. Oh yes I was over 18, therefore chronologically grown but not slightly close to be being able to take care of myself. I say all this to give an example that grown is not necessarily a calendar related issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see folks daily, who are chronologically elevated but are dependant physically or mentally on others for their well being. I’m not speaking of employed people who work for others. And I am not referencing people who live in the wild off the grid. I’m talking about everyday people who have homes and jobs yet still aren’t “grown.” They can’t function without someone telling them what to do. That’s not being grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the acknowledging one’s own self is accepting that the choice one makes are just that. One’s own choices. The consequences of your choices also belong to you. So if things don’t work out, don’t be so quick to blame the devil, the system , the illuminati, etc. The 1st bit of blame always splashes on self, because you made a decision that put you there. I don’t hold myself higher than accountability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Example…. I had aspirations of having a better Justice Cipher Born than I currently have. I got the requisite requirements, but it just didn’t happen for me as I had planned. Am I blaming anyone other than self? No. Shit happens. It’s all my fault and I don’t complain when the student loan payments come out of my check. They are entitled to that money and I gave my word saying I’d pay it back. Me. I’m grown. Am I working and striving for betterment? Always. But I recognize when all is said and done; some folks just have better luck than others. And I’m not attributing my situation to something arbitrary, but in the grand scheme, somebody always takes a hit and I suppose in my situation that person is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I saying that bad things can't happen that are completely out of control? Of course not. Those little boys abused at Penn State did not bring that on themselves. But look at each situation for what it is and you will find your kernel of responsibility for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is funny that folks take all the credit when windfalls come their way and love to blame others for problems and situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5711258221219025756?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5711258221219025756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5711258221219025756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5711258221219025756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5711258221219025756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/11/acknowledging-my-own-equality-god-ie.html' title='AcKnowledging my own Equality = God i.e. Grown'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-767473301015047961</id><published>2011-11-02T11:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:24:57.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 &amp; 3/4ths</title><content type='html'>Peace Y’all…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hesitant to Build on this topic. But I see a need to. My mother (NOT old Earth) used to caution me that when making Knowledge Born on a particular topic, which could be interpreted as my opinion, and even occasionally not… Make sure that 1st it is necessary and 2nd that it’s nice. She had a 3rd bit that one was religious and not relevant to this Build. So I see this conversation to be necessary. And I will strive to be nice…. But don’t hold me to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earths… My sisters…. My E-likes….. We gotta do better. Seriously…. With our 3/4ths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lot of noise on the FussBook, I mean FaceBook cipher regarding the tendency for Gods to date 85 women. It is our Nation’s dirty double standard secret. Earths have it tough in our Nation. Gods get to make many decisions for us that would never be applicable to themselves. Gods date who they chose; that can include colored women. Earths date Gods. Earth may be able to date conscious 85ers that add on to our programs but that’s pretty much it. If said 85er goes to a mosque or church on the weekend, she’s unofficially done being Earth. Not saying that Gods don’t draw up women and “Make” Earths. Should their relationship end, the Gods will move on to the next 85 woman. I am not saying ALL Gods do this. Mine didn’t. But a lot do. Hmmmmm…. This really begs the question of what is the appeal of 85 women vs. a true and living Earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now… Lets remove from the equation, that Gods are not looking for women who challenge them to live righteously…. Not our Gods! Every single one of our Gods are all wise and are moving in the direction of civilizing all the families of the planet Earth. Amen Lights! That is another Build. So what’s left? What is the allure of these 85 women? I mean as women they have the same anatomy as Earths…. They provide the same functions as Earths… at times. The only difference between them and us is appearance (our Culture is reflected through appearance). 85 women must be more physically appealing than the 5%-women to the Gods. Gods are men and men have a thing for visually attractive (to them) women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me to say that….. I have seen our women accept 3/4ths and become busted. 3/4ths does NOT give Earths permission to just fall the hell off. It requires and challenges us to find a style that is reflective of the beauty of our Culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since your head is covered, you don’t have to do your hair? Now Cipher. You wear your head covered at home as well as abroad? You sleep with it and shower with it covered? Probably not. Do your hair. Hell and when you are putting on your wrap, do it like a reverse strip tease so the God gets excited…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of Earths who think 3/4ths is floor dusting skirts, like the kind the Hijabis wear. It’s not. I wear some floor dusters on occasion but I normally wear skirts that come past my knee is such a way that when I sit they don’t ride up and show the goodies. I wear legs out, but not knees and thighs out. What? 3/4ths is about proportion. I’ll wear said skirt with a blazer or a ¾ length blouse/jacket/top sleeve. Or not. Sometimes I wear it with my arms out. But my head is always covered. If one was going to wear something strapless and backless, that should be paired with a long skirt and a head wrap. That is the only proportion I would hit with a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¾’s does not mean neglecting your skin, or natural appearance. This is a tricky one. Most make up is made with swine byproducts. And some can argue that make up is “made him other than his own self” ala 12:36. I have found cosmetics at the health food store that are swine free. And as far as making oneself look other than one’s own self, that’s in the application. If we take care of our skin, then we won’t have the need for make up. If we have healthy white teeth, you don’t need lipstick. Then even applying Carmex on the lips will look like a cosmetic. I know I probably shouldn’t say this but it is truth, if we get ourselves healthier bodies, then we can turn heads. There is no rule or regulation that says our clothes have to be baggy. We can wear fitted gear. Nothing looks sexier than health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is no law against accessorizing. Belts show off our waists. Adornment in the form of jewelry is always helpful, not that Earths normally have a problem with this one. Get your tips and toes done and wear pretty shoes. Pretty shoes…. Pretty shoes…. How many times do I need to say that?  Pretty shoes and feet can turn a man’s head. Why should not our men look at US????? Make your head wraps attractive rather than utilitarian. Smell nice. Make the Gods want to be near you. Have them seek out your presence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies the bottom line is if you look good, you will look good to the God. If you look good to your God, then you will look good to other Gods. And if you look good to other Gods, you God will remain interested. Case closed. Stop giving my Earths bad reps and handle your appearance game. I grow tired of seeing my sisters looking like homeless bag ladies. Ladadee ladada, Ladadee ladada…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman Up!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-767473301015047961?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/767473301015047961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=767473301015047961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/767473301015047961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/767473301015047961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/11/2-34ths.html' title='2 &amp; 3/4ths'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-923024680365114004</id><published>2011-10-04T16:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:30:20.262-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><title type='text'>Culture</title><content type='html'>Peace Y’all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was building this morning with another Earth and we were discussing today’s Supreme Mathematics…. As we all should daily! And today being the Culture day, plus I’m pissed at some non-related issue, I was just thinking about Culture/Way of life as it applies to us/NGE and others. Travel me on this…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jews, Muslims, Amish, Mormons, etc. all have a way of life that is inclusive of their religion. Meaning if you know anything about their religion you can recognize them without them having to tell you who they are. While in grad school, it was easy to tell the Jewish students from the Muslim students from the traditional Indian students and so on. It wasn’t because they announced their faith or wore a t-shirt with their denomination printed on it, but because they just simply lived it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in the past, I’m thinking about my bid as a Christian. Christians have is so easy. They do what they want because no matter what Jesus loves them. So they can hoe, kill, rob, strip, bang, whatever and still ask for forgiveness (and don’t forget paying that protection money) and they are good. Okay. I saw on HBO’s Real Sex, strippers, naked, holding hands in a circle praying for good luck in the Miss Naked Black Chick contest. So it’s hard to tell the Christians apart from the general public unless they are clergy. And the only time I see clergy repping their trade off the clock, is when it benefits them in some way. Like parking or something. Some truly devout Christians will have a doily on their heads or a crucifix or something. But even the jewelry isn’t a true giveaway. So how do you rep the culture of the masses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the present…. I’m an Earth. When you see me coming you can see I’m the Earth. The God ain’t shamed to be a poster boy for our Nation. When he goes abroad, for the most part, he has on a crown and a flag, wanting… hoping…. Eager for someone will ask any sort of question. I’ve witnessed him getting funky in IHOP. I say this to ask, what kind of God or Earth are you? Are you the closet on vacation type? That gets head wrapped and flagged down on the last Sunday of the month but no one would know any other time. Like you keep your crown and flag in the glove compartment and put it on, on your way to the cipher? Or are you keeping it real Understanding Equality Power days of the year?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain’t ‘bout to get in your business. You know where you stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-923024680365114004?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/923024680365114004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=923024680365114004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/923024680365114004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/923024680365114004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/10/culture.html' title='Culture'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-643559968783380976</id><published>2011-09-22T12:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T12:39:21.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I found myself with the strong need to distract myself from this Troy Davis business. I mean a death bed proclamation of innocence… So I decided to peruse something that I knew would have a benign effect on me. This is what I found…. http://aspiring-homemaker.blogspot.com. I spent all morning looking at this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought, “I wonder what religion they practice?” that has them dressing so modestly. Even more than this Earth. Then I thought, “What is it these people do that can allow them to live like this?” And finally, and more importantly…. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m cool with the homesteading thing. It is my opinion that we are losing a lot because of technology. Cooking, sewing, people are ignorant of how food gets to the market…. Has all changed because of technology. And we are becoming more and more technologically savvy, but more and more dependant on the same technology that is aiding us.  I am an advocate of finding a happy balance. But is the above blog balanced? Is this type of existence something we should aspire to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting my fall garden this weekend… but I am starting from seedlings… I missed the planting time, sue me! And I bake a lot in the fall. I make rejuvelac in that fall and winter. I bake bread in the fall and the winter. I also plan on getting some chickens. But I use my internet, my car, my HDTV and satellite and whatever till the cows come home. I like to think I’m balanced. My father used to call me old school because I didn’t own a microwave or an electric can opener. Didn’t (and still don’t) want one either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how y’all see this. Are you dependant on the external ciphers? Do you do anything that could be considered homesteading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-643559968783380976?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/643559968783380976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=643559968783380976' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/643559968783380976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/643559968783380976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/09/old-school.html' title='Old School'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6006076861369120703</id><published>2011-09-21T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T12:19:10.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 + 1 = 3 = 1 + 2</title><content type='html'>Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been inundated with the folks jaw-jacking on how the world is working. I say jaw-jacking because that’s all they are doing. All this talking is yielding no action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obama is screwing up the economy and country&lt;/b&gt;… Umm… do the 1. The country was screwed up since its inception. Bush fucked us royally with no lube. And the people crying ain’t ever had a good gold flow. But I suppose it’s easier for those that have been taught to eat the wrong foods and who like the devil when the devil gives them nothing have an easier time assigning blame to folks that look like themselves rather than the devils that actually did it. Teach yourself some politics before you repeat what you hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Black woman is at fault for fucking and bossing the Black man. This has resulted in babies without daddies and the destruction of the Black race!&lt;/b&gt; Really? Dumb mother fuckers… You don’t see that what you are bitching about is not new? That people, Black and white, have been having children out of wedlock and with multiple partners for millennia? Are you really this uninformed? Have you not realized that the instances of teen pregnancy are at an all time low… since the 1940’s! And the Women who are currently making babies are old enough to afford it without Medicaid. Yeah, you don’t get to tell grown women when and where to procreate and how to spend their money. That is eugenics and eugenics is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem I cee is that people (a) are just plain ignorant/full of themselves, thinking that other people actually care how strangers see them and (b) are focusing on what they ideologically would like to have rather than what the literally do have, can have, and should have.  &lt;b&gt;EXAMPLE&lt;/b&gt;: I have a former friend whose brother hit the lottery for millions. Not wanting to leave any on his family behind, he offered non cash gifts to them and set up college accounts for their children. For this former friend, the brother offered to purchase her a brick and mortar home. 100%. She, a customer service rep who had a GED and that’s it, went out and chose a home that cost $250,000. And this was before the housing market collapse. The brother asked her, how she’d pay the insurance, taxes and utilities because after purchasing the house, for her she would be on her own. Even suggested that she buy a smaller dwelling. Nope. Girlfriend had her heart set on that big assed, quarter of a million dollar house. She lived in that house for 2 years, with the utilities in a constant state of flux. She eventually lost it to taxes. Now she lives in a ghetto apartment complex… again. See what I mean? Even if she had sold it, she could have pocketed all the money since the house was in her name. She wanted something that she wasn’t ready for and didn’t have the mind set to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a statistical fact that in Original homes in the wilderness of North America, are more than likely governed by single mothers. That is the reality. It would be nice if it wasn’t but how can another control what grown folks do? Especially when it comes to sweet, sweet love. Folks are already creeping. We are going to get it in. But mandating that a woman marry her “baby daddy” is stupid. Which one? And which one of the “baby mamas” should the man marry? Polygamy? Again stupid. Men now a days can’t handle 1 woman. Do you really think by loading him up with more is going to work out better? What folks need to do is focus on the reality of the situation rather than what they want to see. Because that is usually poisoned by religion, media, and a whole bunch of other dumb shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have women who have a bunch of kids with a bunch of men and no jobs….  Get them jobs. Babies... no, EVERYBODY need food, clothing and shelter. Universal healthcare would be nice too. Give them education to go along with the jobs. Education leads to dreams. Dreams lead to temperance. &lt;b&gt;EXAMPLE&lt;/b&gt;: When I was a child, I dreamed of becoming a doctor. That included 8 years of expensive education after high school. I saw girls with babies in high school that couldn’t even finish their GEDs! I knew if I wanted said vocation, I had to be careful when loving. And I did. I achieved my ambition, because I was allowed to dream. But if you have a woman with no dreams whatever happens, happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I agree that this economy is shitty. Real shitty. We have to accept that. And if you really look at the situation, it will not go back to what it was in the past. Companies now a days have laid off chunks of their work force. Those remaining, in fear for their jobs, have picked up the slack and said companies are still turning out the same production. Why would they ever rehire the people they laid off? Why should they pay more salaries and benefits to turn out the same production? Does that make sense to you? Companies still hire, but they are only hiring what they can’t function without. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does that leave us? We need to be mindful of living within our means and that also includes living off 1 salary. Now I know that sounds foreign to a lot of people, and retro to others. But it is done every day. I see single mothers with 4 kids making things happen. If you have a nuclear family with 2 kids and all the parts; and 1 parent works, the other parent can cook, clean, provide daycare, etc. And they just have to live within the working parent’s means. It can work. I’ve seen it. The people in my parent’s generation had what I consider truly shitty jobs. My father in law worked at a dry cleaners yet owned 2 homes and raised 7 children and assorted grandchildren. My mother has a friend who worked on the line of Nabisco and supports her husband (who was always chasing some dream) home and 2 kids. The God’s father was a steel worker with a home, stay at home wife and 2 seeds. Think of your grandmothers who did “day work” yet managed to send children to college. It can be done. But sacrifices will have to be made, and re-education is required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering today’s Supreme Mathematics Wisdom Knowledge abbt Understanding, Yes Knowledge + Wisdom yields Understanding, and for some this may be the preferable (Right) way to do things, but the reality (Universal- because this is the way things work for most people) is many gain their Understanding by reacting to events in their lives (Wisdom) first then they have to figure out (Knowledge) The solutions (Understanding). And if the result is the same… Well then we can dwell on the particulars in the next generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have shit to do. Let’s do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6006076861369120703?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6006076861369120703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6006076861369120703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6006076861369120703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6006076861369120703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-1-3-1-2.html' title='2 + 1 = 3 = 1 + 2'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5582997476682358282</id><published>2011-09-14T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T09:49:25.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowledge Culture abbt Power</title><content type='html'>Peace, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was building with another Earth on today’s Supreme Mathematics, and I was struck with how nicely all the Knowledge Culture degrees fit together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see today’s Math as the importance of doing the Knowledge to all the Cultures which one exists. And whether this brings Power Now or Ends it is up to your negotiation of said Cultures. Example: I’m righteous, and my home observes the rules and regulations of said Culture, but when I go abroad (14:14), I have to deal in Yacub’s World manifest (14:40). Does it change me? Do I eat the wrong foods (14:36)? No. Do I change it? Maybe. I can only change what I Understand. Since Knowledge is a prerequisite of Understanding then I must Knowledge this external Culture. I’m 3/4th at the Justice. Does my boss, coworkers, or clients approve? Doesn’t matter. I am armed with my job description and the laws concerning what I am allowed to do. I make that work for me so that I am Free to display my Refinement. And hopefully, I’m sparking folks to investigate why I do as I does. I keep my job (Power) and that enables me to continue Building my Nation (N:SA). And there’s my Equality (Power degree:SA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short but sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5582997476682358282?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5582997476682358282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5582997476682358282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5582997476682358282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5582997476682358282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/09/knowledge-culture-abbt-power.html' title='Knowledge Culture abbt Power'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6642769645179084117</id><published>2011-09-06T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T16:48:16.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Haters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29DWeWeHZq8/SRum6fCDJEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/mc0_SHrLgP4/s400/The+Yes+Men.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29DWeWeHZq8/SRum6fCDJEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/mc0_SHrLgP4/s400/The+Yes+Men.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things may seem like complete common sense, but I have learned that common sense is not common. I have also learned that Bloggers must put up blogs just for the glory they receive from said activity. This blog is not like that. If I post something that is incorrect, tell me… PUBLICLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that as owner of this blog, I could go out like a punk and delete your comments, or put you on blast. But I won’t. That’s uncivilized and I am a civilized person. So if I write something jenky or post a pic of something butt ugly, please fee free to tell me. I won’t get upset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s a disservice for people to go through the energy of posting something and the only comments they get are cheers and back pats. It’s not fair to the owners and it’s not fair to the readers. As an owner, if any of you have any information/knowledge that you want to pass on that will benefit me in anyway, PLEASE DO SO. I’d hate to miss out on something. Also, I love to hear what you have to say. Inexperienced readers may look at something that is getting a bunch of shine on your blog and think that your way is the only right and exact way to cee or do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reader I have felt uncomfortable reading some pure fuckery and no one says boo about it. I have actually unsubscribed to blogs where this happens on a regular; but after I make my peace. Then when I go back and check after unsubscribing, I notice the comment has been deleted. On one blog, the owner asked a question and I gave my honest opinion. I went out of my way to NOT be mean, but did plainly state facts. I got put on blast! And that’s why I call it hate. It wasn’t the owner who went off, it was her followers. And there is a difference between followers and readers. I wouldn’t insult y’all by calling y’all followers. It’s still hate. By denying someone the truth and giving them nothing but sweetness and happy comments is positive hating. The owners will think they are walking on water when in reality they are wading in isht.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t do that to me. Give me the real. And as long as you aren’t selling something or being wholly disrespectful, I won’t block it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6642769645179084117?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6642769645179084117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6642769645179084117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6642769645179084117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6642769645179084117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/09/positive-haters.html' title='Positive Haters'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29DWeWeHZq8/SRum6fCDJEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/mc0_SHrLgP4/s72-c/The+Yes+Men.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1704979763055754291</id><published>2011-09-01T13:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T16:52:29.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nu Generation</title><content type='html'>Peace….  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, on my way home, I was waiting at a stop light. I could see two individuals talking in a driveway. I could completely see on and only partially see the other person. I was shocked because I saw, what I thought was a woman standing topless in the drive way. I couldn’t see the head only the shoulders down. There was foliage on the landscape and it was obliterating the head. But this is Atlanta and you should expect to see anything. Turns out it was a dude. But what has stayed with me was how much like a woman his body looked.  First thing is he had boobs. And not male boobs, but upturned perky-upturned woman boobs with big nipples. How the hell did he get those? He didn’t have a big stomach. Although, he didn’t have a 6-pack either, his stomach was flat. There was no chest hair on his chest and his arms looked pretty normal. No extra musculature. His pants weren’t tight, nor were they baggy. They were normal jeans. If he didn’t have a beard, I would have probably thought he was a… don’t get offended… lesbian as I drove by. Again this is Atlanta.  All this got me thinking, especially with the Chaz Bono drama that is currently unfolding. Men don’t look like men anymore. And women who don’t look particularly like women either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you heard a deep voiced crooner or saw a masculine actor on the tube? Not just the hairy faced-ness women have now a days, but many women seem to have made the conscious decision to man themselves up. There are stereotypical trappings that are applicable to women; hair, nails, makeup, over all “girliness.” And yes, Serenity falls into all that isht. B.U.T…. I despise having to behave like a man. And when I have to, I boo hoo like a bitch in heat. But this generation of women seems to have lost a reverence for feminine qualities while emasculating men. And by men, I mean their children. They do this mentally and physically.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically, by feeding them foods that have feminizing side effects. The Girls get over feminized. Their boobs pop out at 7 and they have periods by 9. They have the bodies of a grown woman with the mind of a child. (My niece got her first period at age 8 on Barbie panties and still carrying her teddy bear every place. She was in the 3rd grade.) By the time they catch up, they are juiced out. And mothers put ridiculous responsibilities on these children claiming to be teaching them how to make it without a man. But what they are teaching is man-repulsion 101. Little boys have hips and asses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally, they don’t to expose these boys to the realities of life but instead create unrealistic environments for these children and wonder why when they’re grown, they don’t/can’t help out around the house, can’t maintain relationships with women, are gay (yes, I’m in the “It can be taught” camp for some folks), and can’t perform the functions of a man. They were never taught to be men.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are honest, we have to admit that most Original children now grow up in single-mother homes. It’s a fact, not a myth. So we women have to accept that this fuck-up-it-ness that currently exists is our fault. Why did we choose to procreate under these conditions? There are contraceptives everywhere. And men aren’t bright enough to truly fool us. We always know when something is amiss. Whether to attack or ignore is our choice. Since we have taken this awesome responsibility on, we need to twerk it keeping an eye on the future. We need to seek proper men to mentor our young gods and be good woman examples for them. And we need to teach or young moons to the necessities of the household and how to be righteous Earths. It is not shameful to be domestic. I don’t care how fly you are or how good your Power U is, you can not keep a man with a nasty house and no cooking. We need to show our babies that men and women can cohabitate and or co-parent in peace and BUILD… (for all you computer generated haters don’t mistake what I’m saying. I’m not advocating NOT having fathers in the household. I’m saying if you find yourself in a certain situation; deal in Equality with your cipher.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do the knowledge in my own neighborhood. I have a neighbor that lives maybe 30 feet from the bus stop. She drives her son to the stop everyday, no lie. He’s 8. He doesn’t get out and wait for the bus, either. No. Her little angel waits inside the car. This is damn GA. It’s cold only in January and February. And we in a drought right now, so it’s not raining. When the bus comes, he’s not even ready! Another neighbor has no less than 3 male teenagers in his house, and pays a lawn service to cut the grass? Really? I used to cut my OWN grass before the God and I combined realms. He told me that I need to hire his man. WTF? I went off on him and his lazy children. Now we don’t speak. Was I wrong?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother taught me to cut grass as well as to keep a home. No punk bitches were allowed to reside in her house; that included the dog. Both my brother and I worked the same tasks; Inside and out. But there was girl time for us and man time for my brother with my father and uncles. And I recognize there are situations where a woman has to step up. But that ain’t her job. Females have their lane. Men have a different one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protection. I do not carry the same level of weaponry since the God and I merged. I know he’s got me. And he fixes stuff and kills bugs and lizards. He grounds me, yet keeps me in orbit. I’m a kinder gentler Serenity because of it. He’s a good provider too. You know why he’s so perfect, because he had a good example from his father who manned up for his family, and his mother didn’t feed him a lot of meat as a child.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want y’all with children and those of y’all with influence over children to be mindful that they are the future. If you don’t teach them well, they can’t lead. They will be led. You need to expose them to all the gritty sides of life. Don’t worry so much about them. Everyone experiences disappointments. That’s how you learn and develop. It’s easier for them to learn how to deal while young. That way they don’t grow up to be serial killers or the like. If they stumble, you can aid them in standing again. Parents should be safety nets not straight jackets.   Example: I had a ptj in high school. I found the job on my own and had the responsibility to maintain my grades, get their and manage/budget my own money. There were no allowances given at 594. If you wanted your OWN money you had to earn it. My mother, being an educator herself also insisted that we do extra curricular school activities. She reminded both me and my brother that working was extra, school was required, and college was non-negotiable. B.U.T. she picked me up every night from the job for my own safety. I see folks now a days giving their teenagers, on demand, money for plain foolishness. They don’t have to earn it, they just ask for it and get it. Food, clothing, shelter, medical attention… that’s all parent’s owe you. Anything else should be earned.  You are not helping children by indulging them everything that they want. And they will respect you later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach your daughters the whats and hows of preparing food. Seriously, feeding your children fast food every night is not what’s up. Learn how to cook from scratch and prepare weekly meal plans. Teach your boys to maintain your home. Change washers, repairs, wash cars, change furnace filters, change tires, change oil, etc. Teach them how to be respectful to the opposite sex. Teach them how to get along with people of all socioeconomic classes and not just their little circle of people. There are all kinds of people in this world. It puts them at a disadvantage to only know how to deal with one or two. Don’t just consistently give to your children things they haven’t earned or don’t deserve. Teach them both good manners and how to eat in public. Check their homework. Make sure they can read and can reason. Have them read the paper to you and discuss current event s with them so that they can be more confident abroad. Do I have to say daily build on Supreme Mathematics? Get at these babies when they are young and want to please you. Don’t start when they are teenagery and don’t trust anything that comes out of an adult’s mouth. Maybe we can reverse the pure fuckery that we are careening out of control to.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s my piece.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1704979763055754291?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1704979763055754291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1704979763055754291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1704979763055754291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1704979763055754291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/09/nu-generation.html' title='The Nu Generation'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4717587707101411361</id><published>2011-08-23T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T15:29:30.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop playing with high explosives!</title><content type='html'>"....Earthquakes are caused by the Sun of man experimenting with high explosives. In fact, All the above is caused by the Sun of Man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just playing around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4717587707101411361?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4717587707101411361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4717587707101411361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4717587707101411361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4717587707101411361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/08/stop-playing-with-high-explosives.html' title='Stop playing with high explosives!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6826925676070497647</id><published>2011-08-15T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T10:35:42.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2200 miles of Self Sustainability</title><content type='html'>Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I should be working on… This month’s issue of Useful Land isn’t ready yet and needs to go to the printer by Friday… Monday the latest. I need to finish some niggling projects at work. I need to finish at least 4 UFO’s in my sewing room; but I’m here blogging for y’all. I hope y’all appreciate what I go through to keep you interested! Teehee! All jokes aside… Sort of….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Sustainability&lt;/b&gt; is defined as the degree at which the system can sustain itself without external support. In everyday language it means not needing to rely on anybody or anything else outside your personal ciphers for anything. The colored man is doing all he can to obtain this. He moves to farms with animals, crops and guns so that when all hell breaks loose he can continue and defend his way of life. And on the surface, that “do for self” attitude has been advocated in the Original community but it has never really taken hold. I have my suspicions about why….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I advocate doing for self, but not in the sense of “&lt;i&gt;It’s us 2 and we through&lt;/i&gt;.” I advocate it in the sense of we can get most of what we need within our own communities. It’s 2011, not 1945. More Original people are educated now than in previous generations. And the bar has been raised. Most of my parents friends had high school diplomas and that’s it. Yes my parents went to college, and my mother has multiple degrees, but they were the exception and not the rule. My grandmother was born in 1906. She had a 6th grade education. My grandfather, born 1900 had no education. He couldn't read or write but he could figure and managed to earn quite a bit of gold in his station in life. My grandmother's mother got a sincerely rudimentary education and her mother was born a slave. So the learning curve has improved greatly no matter what statistic the colored man throws out there. We are a race of educated individuals and we don’t have to (though many of us do) have to rely on the him/devil to help or allow us to live our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, despite what you may have heard, Original people have their own financial institutions. Yeah, we do. Don’t believe me? Do the Knowledge. Yes, they can’t give you all the bells and whistles that the big boys can give, but they exist. Actually, they could offer more if we supported them. And I know Original people are leery of folks in our business (though we don’t seem to mind him/devil in our business… Somehow that seems like that’s the way it should be) but even if we put small amounts in our own banks it would go a long way to opening up resources for our own communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have the ‘know how’ to do anything, and provide any service for ourselves. We used to have to do these things for ourselves before segregation ended. We had our own schools, our own, stores, our own business, hospitals, etc. We still have have our own colleges... at least right now. Now a days all we really do for ourselves is hair salons, barbershops and funeral homes. And I have heard more frequently that we are starting to patronize the colored man’s funeral homes. Damn! Now a lot of that is our own fault. We are notorious for providing each other with sub par service. We act like just because we look like each other we can be cool/unprofessional with each other. And I know that’s a major turnoff to supporting our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Built on how it is a bold face lie that we have needs and reasons to leave our communities of goods and services. B.U.T….. The question begs to me… Why do we need to be self sustainable? It’s unnecessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not saying that we don’t need to support our communities, but self sustainability as defined by colored people who advocate it, is not about supporting their own communities. It’s about going off the grid and not needing to get anything from people outside their families. That's how they think and reason. They would happily kill each other to save their own pale skins. That’s where I have issues with that philosophy. People come in communities. Everybody can’t and more importantly shouldn’t do everything for themselves. That is de-evolution at it’s finest. The logical next step in that equation is to become hunters and gatherers and/or live in caves because eventually what ever homestead you have will decay and if you are keeping everything in house then you will eventually run out of the raw materials. Also, if your keeping everything confined to a select number of people, what does that do to your eventual gene pool? That is not elevation and it definitely is not Building.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where as I will continue to monitor the self sustainable communities… always taking the best part… I don’t have plans to go off the grid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6826925676070497647?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6826925676070497647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6826925676070497647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6826925676070497647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6826925676070497647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/08/2200-miles-of-self-sustainability.html' title='2200 miles of Self Sustainability'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1046340220660211127</id><published>2011-08-11T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:30:46.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Mines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fecdiarist.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/120-circle-sign.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="521" width="521" src="http://fecdiarist.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/120-circle-sign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y’all can’t imagine how many Earths contact me, in the physical and online, complaining that their Gods don’t/won’t/refuse/whatever to teach them 120. So much in fact that it sickens me. For those of you who are new to my Nation or unfamiliar with our ways and actions; 120 is our curriculum. It is a requirement of Gods who claim our Culture and it must be memorized. Gods must have a command of 120 to such and extant, that they can recite any degree on demand without hesitation. Trust me, this happens daily. It’s one of the ways to show and prove that you might be true and living. I’m repeating this for effect… It MUST be memorized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.U.T. 120 is a God requirement… Not an Earth requirement. To qualify as a true and living Earth, an Original woman should know Supreme Mathematics, Supreme Alphabet and have some relationship with a God. Whether it be her man, son, brother, uncle, friends, etc. If a woman without 120 is lacking a relationship, she is looked on with suspicion. As she should. We are a paranoid nation, and proud of it. We do not take things on face value and everyone should be and expect to be examined. It is harder for a woman to show and prove her devotion to our Nation if she has neither 120 or a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a rational person should realize that things can happen. Relationships come and go. If a woman depends on a man to do certain things for her, should something happen to said man she will now either need to find another man to pick up the slack of pick it up for her own self. Another odd unofficial habit of men in our Nation is that many of them don’t like “ready-made-Earths.” So it would be that much harder for a Earth to stay related. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is a woman to do to insure that she will always be able to maintain her own rotation in our Nation? A woman’s position in my Nation is tenuous under certain circumstances. But it’s not like women are powerless to affect these circumstances. Learn 120. Simple as that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a large contingency of Gods that don’t teach their Earths 120. I have heard that it’s useless because Earths can’t elevate high enough to Understand it. I have heard that it’s unnecessary for us. As long as we have a God to hold us down, he will direct our orbit. I finally heard one God say that if we had 120 we could call him on their bullshit. The bottom line is this… I don’t KNOW why these types of Gods don’t want to teach women. And I don’t care. But there are many Gods who do. Without 120, a woman will not be able to maintain as an Earth if she is alone. Do you Know how many formerly righteous women I know who used to be Earth, broke up with their Gods, now they have seeds/soil that are Christians with righteous names? More than I care to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in this Nation, we have a tendency to do what I call, “Nation Speak.” When we converse, we use phrases from 120 to convey to each other what we mean. We can speak completely in code if we wanted. It is an opportunity to show our Understanding of the degrees and gain another’s cee outside the parliament. Also, I don’t get how any Earth could enjoy a rally without 120. When the Gods build, they use 120. If you don’t know it, then it sounds like a bunch of gibberish. (Hmmm. I didn’t know that last word started with a ‘g.’ Go spell check!) Earths don’t Build at the Rallies for a number of reasons. The biggest is because they don’t Understand what’s going on because they don’t have 120. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120 has benefited me in a number of non-Nation ways. It has filtered my perspective on a lot of things. It’s sort of the way Christians, Muslims, Jews, Hindus, etc. go to their holy books for guidance. I can go to 120 and use it order situations in my cipher. But I Know and Understand that there is no mystery to the words. They aren’t supernatural, just solid advice. And paired with Supreme Mathematics it has never disappointed me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have 120. I can stand in any cipher and be tested to show myself approved, whether I have a God next to me or not. If I had babies, I could teach and convey this Culture to them. I could maintain, elevate and Build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I advocate and encourage other Original women to learn 120. And if you aren’t getting it, it’s because you don’t want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1046340220660211127?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1046340220660211127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1046340220660211127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1046340220660211127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1046340220660211127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-got-mines.html' title='I Got Mines'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7314896733469146238</id><published>2011-08-09T13:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:20:13.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncivilized Savage Jungle Beasts!</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was contemplating my degrees this morning, I got caught on one of them as I often do. This morning it was the different designations of mental states. Savage, beast, jungle, civilized. And I was thinking about the meaning of ‘savage’ and how it’s used in 120.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savage is first defined as meaning “… one who has lost all knowledge of self and is living a beast way of life…” So by calling someone savage you are implying that they once were un-savage. Now this definition comes pretty early in 120... no matter the order you get it. The first time you cee it the word gets defined. So that sets the tone for it’s usage. So when you recite ‘savage’ in 18:40 does it mean teach those that never knew or those who knew and backslid? And how does one make that determination? Do we mean those who can trace their ancestry to a time before the advent of him/devil? Or do we mean just plain 85? The wording is… “…to teach the savage, civilization….” Teaching implies that you are giving someone information that is new to them, not a refresher course. Then over to 19:40, the savage is not referenced. They are now called ‘uncivilized.’ Is that different from savages who live a beast way of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God will tell me that I’m being a 120 scholar and I might be. It tickles me to dwell on all the words and phrases. But I also find it enlightening when I get a profound answer. And there are Gods out there with a crazy Understanding on these degrees. I don’t know what kind of Kool-Aid T.H.E.M. was drinking when he answered Supreme Wisdom, but I want a sip, not a whole glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7314896733469146238?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7314896733469146238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7314896733469146238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7314896733469146238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7314896733469146238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/08/uncivilized-savage-jungle-beasts.html' title='Uncivilized Savage Jungle Beasts!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1982701636987765345</id><published>2011-07-26T11:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:27:19.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5:14'/><title type='text'>Relationship Complacency</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Cater 2 U"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1 Beyonce]&lt;br /&gt;Baby I See You Working Hard&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Let You Know I'm Proud,&lt;br /&gt;Let You Know That I Admire What You Do&lt;br /&gt;The More If I Need To Reassure You, My Life Would Be Purposeless Without You (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;If I Want It (Got It)&lt;br /&gt;When I Ask You (You Provide It)&lt;br /&gt;You Inspire Me To Be Better&lt;br /&gt;You Challenge Me For The Better&lt;br /&gt;Sit Back And Let Me Pour Out My Love Letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Help You&lt;br /&gt;Take Off Your Shoes&lt;br /&gt;Untie Your Shoestrings&lt;br /&gt;Take Off Your Cufflinks (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;What You Want To Eat Boo? (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Feed You&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Run Your Bathwater&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You Desire, I'll Aspire&lt;br /&gt;Sing You A Song&lt;br /&gt;Turn The Game On&lt;br /&gt;I'll Brush Your Hair&lt;br /&gt;Help Put Your Do Rag On&lt;br /&gt;Want A Foot Rub? (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You Want A Manicure?&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm Yours I Want To Cater To You Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Cater To You&lt;br /&gt;Cause Baby This Is Your Day&lt;br /&gt;Do Anything For My Man&lt;br /&gt;Baby You Blow Me Away&lt;br /&gt;I Got Your Slippers, Your Dinner, Your Dessert, And So Much More&lt;br /&gt;Anything You Want Just Let Me Cater To You&lt;br /&gt;Inspire Me From The Heart,&lt;br /&gt;Can't Nothing Tear Us Apart&lt;br /&gt;You're All I Want In A Man;&lt;br /&gt;I Put My Life In Your Hands&lt;br /&gt;I Got Your Slippers, Your Dinner, Your Dessert, And So Much More&lt;br /&gt;Anything You Want, I Want To Cater To You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2 Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm Happy You're Home,&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Hold You In My Arms&lt;br /&gt;I Just Want To Take The Stress Away From You&lt;br /&gt;Making Sure That I'm Doing My Part (Oh)&lt;br /&gt;Boy Is There Something You Need Me To Do (Oh)&lt;br /&gt;If You Want It (I Got It)&lt;br /&gt;Say The Word (I Will Try It)&lt;br /&gt;I Know Whatever I'm Not Fulfilling (Oh)&lt;br /&gt;Another Woman Is Willing (Oh)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Going To Fulfill Your Mind, Body, And Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Promise You (Promise You)&lt;br /&gt;I'll Keep Myself Up (Oh)&lt;br /&gt;Remain The Same Chick (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You Fell In Love With (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I'll Keep It Tight, I'll Keep My Figure Right&lt;br /&gt;I'll Keep My Hair Fixed, Keep Rocking The Hottest Outfits&lt;br /&gt;When You Come Home Late Tap Me On My Shoulder, I'll Roll Over&lt;br /&gt;Baby I Heard You, I'm Here To Serve You (I'm Lovin It, I'm Lovin It)&lt;br /&gt;If It's Love You Need, To Give It Is My Joy&lt;br /&gt;All I Want To Do, Is Cater To You Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge Michelle]&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Give You My Breath, My Strength, My Will To Be Here&lt;br /&gt;That's The Least I Can Do,&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Cater To You&lt;br /&gt;Through The Good (Good)&lt;br /&gt;The Bad (Through The Bad)&lt;br /&gt;The Ups And The Downs (Ups And Downs)&lt;br /&gt;I'll Still Be Here For You&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Cater To You&lt;br /&gt;Cause You're Beautiful (You're Beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;I Love The Way You Are (You Are)&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill Your Every Desire (Desire)&lt;br /&gt;Your Wish Is My Command (Command)&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Cater To My Man&lt;br /&gt;Your Heart (Your Heart)&lt;br /&gt;So Pure Your Love Shines Through(Shines Through)&lt;br /&gt;The Darkness We'll Get Through (So Much)&lt;br /&gt;So Much Of Me Is You (Is You)&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Cater To My Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus Out] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Y’all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This build has been with me for a minute. I didn’t want to write it, because I know it will offend folks. But in my beloved Nation, we honor Truth regardless of whom or what. And what I write is the Truth as I see it. You don’t have to agree. And let’s be real, this is a blog. If you don’t like what I write, don’t read it. And feel free to comment. I ain’t scurred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a phenomenon that afflicts women… (It afflicts men too, but in a different way. So different it would require its own build). I call it &lt;b&gt;Relationship Complacency&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;RC.&lt;/b&gt;  When a woman gets in a relationship she loses sight of the work she did to attain said relationship and becomes a slouch. If you are offended then it is a case of “hit dog will holler.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When women settle into a relationship one of the 1st things that go is her appearance. And this happens for many reasons. Eating becomes social. And that causes you to gain weight. Or you feel like you no longer need to work so hard since you got your desired product. Maybe your man feels like you have to tone things down now that y’all all loved up. That last one concerns me. I have found in my Koran, that a man is proud of his woman most when there are other men are checking her out. When I got engaged to my 1st husband, I found it scandalous to eat dinner then breakfast with him. I gained a tuck load of weight and was oblivious to it. The sad thing was I had been on a savage diet and had lost a tremendous amount of weight before getting involved. But love skews your vision. I have never been able to get back to my ‘Air Force Fine’ weight. So I am freely admitting that I too, can fall victim to the RC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an Earth, I see other Earths falling into RC with this nation. Once we are in and find a home here, we fall Waaaaaaaaaaaay off. Most women come to this Nation through or because of a man. And the strive to please the man. 3/4ths is part of our Culture. For a lot of newborn Earths that can be translated as busted-ass-outed-ness. Not a good look. And I see how it happens. You go from wearing fitted body baring outfits, with high MAC or Fashion Fair, and perms to natural haired, long skirts with headwraps and clean faces. Yeah. You can get REALLY busted along that route. And the fact that the transformation is usually driven by men who have absolutely NO concept of the work that it takes to maintain beauty. Men think that it is all lazy and effortless. We just fall out of the bed looking gorgeous. No Suns. Beauty hurts. The longer you share a cipher with a woman, the day will come when she walks out of the bathroom with green mud and rollers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many Earths. I was raised in NJ during the 80’s. For some reason Allah’s Garden Earths who read my blog assume I’m talking about them like I don’t know other righteous people. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefaced this blog with a Destiny Child’s song. I don’t know if you remember the 2005 BET Awards. They performed this song by giving lap dances to Magic, Nelly and Terrance Howard. Before that time, the song ticked me off, catering goes both way and the way the ladies where singing it didn’t give me that impression. But then after truly giving serious and dedicated consideration to the lyrics, I see that this song assures a man that his woman won’t fall into RC. And lets be real, it’s a true fear for a man. That his fly assed woman will morph into a busted looking crud muffin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be accused of jaw jacking, I ask, what can we do about this? Just because you are Earth doesn’t mean you have to be frumpy. It doesn’t mean you have to rep the continent of Africa either. I’m going to suggest a really simple activity that helped me sort things out. I’m a girl and I like girly things. Magazines and Paper dolls. Cut out a woman’s form in a paper doll, and then go to cutting out different outfits from magazines. The reason I recommend the dolls is so you can see and monitor the proportion. There is nothing in 120 that says the Earth should be busted and outdated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Maxi dresses are in style, but that doesn’t always mean they will be. When they go out of style, when you continue to wear them you will date yourself. That’s not important to you? Great. But looking fashionable is something that a lot of women find important, whether 5% or 85%, hell… even the 10% want to look good! Find a way to cover your head that works in the corporate environment vs. educational environment vs. healthcare environment or what have you. We have to earn a living and there is no need to be or feel held back because you cover your head. If you wear pants, that covers 50% of your body. I’m assuming that you will wear a top with said pants and now your 3/4th is complete. Add a hat to refine even further. Pay attention to your skin. If you have acne; find a product to correct that. I never had moderate to bad acne so I can’t advocate anything. But I can advocate proper hygiene. Oral and other. Coordinate your clothes. Iron your clothes. Don’t wear something that needs to be repaired until it’s repaired. Get your eyebrows groomed. Uni-brows ain’t sexy. Wear perfume and high heels. Paint your toenails. Use lotion. Just because you have a long skirt o doesn’t mean you get to be ashy underneath. Slather Carmex on those lips. Breath mints don’t hurt. You still want to wear them bootie shorts with your ass hanging out? Then wear them for your man... at home. They say they don’t like lingerie; but when they tell you to take it off, it’s because it’s done its job, not because he doesn’t like it. Take time with your hair. Fix it up for your man. Yes you wear your head covered (some of you) while you are abroad, but the God deserves special treatment and goodies for your God and Earth time. Be that Chick he fell in love with. Read them lyrics chile! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on ladies! Let’s take back Jerusalem (our Gods) back from these 85% hoochies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1982701636987765345?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1982701636987765345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1982701636987765345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1982701636987765345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1982701636987765345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/07/relationship-complacency.html' title='Relationship Complacency'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-2656103681244558851</id><published>2011-07-25T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:04:34.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace to the Earth!</title><content type='html'>Peeeeeeeeeeace........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean to be “Earth” in Allah’s 5% Nation of Gods and Earths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it’s wonderful. I am so much more satisfied with my Culture now than I was when I was a Christian. Why? Truth may be a hard pill to swallow; but you never get sick from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think (and still do) clergy got some sort of sadistic pleasure from telling you that you are fucking up. I mean if they are supposed to be the paragons of virtue, when do they get to let their hair down? When they Pray? Listen to gospel? Go to church? Clergy can’t or shouldn't do do clubs (really can you imagine being at the club and seeing your pastor in there?), can’t get their swerve on, can’t watch porn, can’t nothing. It’s all very stiff up in there. I remember a former pastor used to like to play the board game, Trouble. Really? Unless it was strip trouble, that is a plea for help. The only thing they have for fun is the finger pointing game and maybe some procreational sex with their duly appointed partner. Yeah…. G's and E's don’t roll like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also advocate raw unadulterated Truth with no lube, sugar or cream. It may hurt when you are 1st getting used to it but after a few times you get a taste for it… even crave it. What’s better than being told to your face with no guile or ulterior motive, the truth? Whether it is pleasurable or bad, it’s nice to know that’s what’s coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many 85 women (and devils) ask my why I like being an Earth or what does being an Earth mean to me? They think because the men are Called “Gods” that to be an Earth is somehow inferior…. No. Many would like for our women to be called “Goddess” to reflect our Equality to the men. But it doesn’t work like that. We have Equality. But Equality doesn't mean the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the terms God  and Goddess implies that the only difference between men and women are our genitals. And that’s not the case. In order for this world to operate effectively, men have one role and women have another. Everyone doesn’t need to perform the same job. That is redundant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculously simple example: The house needs a dozen eggs for dinner. I go to the store and buy a dozen and the God goes to the store and buys a dozen. With both of us having performed the same job who now cooks the eggs? If we both do for a meal we both share does not that seem like a waste of time and energy? That’s because it is.  But if God or I buys the eggs and the other prepares the meal, then harmony and balance reign in the cipher. And at the end of the day isn’t that what you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes our Gods are misogynistic. I built about that last week. But it’s not always a bad thing. Misogynistic men get off on being men. This new breed of metrosexual man is too soft to handle the man jobs and actually will push a man job off on a woman. That is NOT a good look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example of metrosexual punk assed-ness: Years months and days ago –something year old wanted to be my man and do the grown folk. But he would punk out when I needed a MAN’s assistance. My toilet seat broke and he refused to put a new one on for me. When I went to put it on (and I always knew how) he said it turned him on to see me handle my business. Well I continued to handle my business… including the business he wanted to handle for me. A misogynistic man wouldn’t dream of me doing that type of work for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect a lot of the misogyny stems from this being a man-heavy movement. When men teach men they tend to pass on masculine type views and stereotypes. Doe it always work for me? No. But it works more than it doesn’t. And you know why it does? Because I’m a woman that recognizes that my femininity is not dependent on how freaky I can get in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also women just tend to excel at certain thins and men others. A woman can hear her child call “Mommie” in a room full of children crying the same word. And some men just completely get the “providing without bitching” on a level that I as a woman cannot fathom. Yes I can provide for myself. But I will complain about it every step of the way, even cry about it. Men have this odd ability to go out and very stoically work and pay bills without drawing your attention to it. Women nurture and men provide. 2 completely different processes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Nice Example: I had to have major surgery. I was going to be out of commission for 2 months. I told Mommie, she got upset for me and vowed to be by my side and nurse me through it. And she kept her word. She nurtured me in her own way. Daddy inquired about how I was going to meet my expenses. Then sent me the money to cover it. He didn’t come to the hospital (he was in another state) but he made sure my lights stayed on. Who made the more important contribution? Women would say my mother and men my father. But they both came from 2 different places and they gave me what was from them to give. Could my mother have afforded to front me the money? Hell yeah! That woman is sitting on a Benjamin pile, but that’s not how she saw it. Could Daddy have come down and held my hand and walked me through the hospital halls? Yes! But he neither saw it like that.  Men and woman are far more different then their genitals and yes they can perform the same functions but shouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does that mean that I see me as “Earth” as inferior to a “God”? Emphatically Now Cipher! (That’s no to the non-initiated). I see myself as the Supreme female being handling my woman square while the God is the Supreme male being handling his man square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-2656103681244558851?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/2656103681244558851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=2656103681244558851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2656103681244558851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2656103681244558851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/07/peace-to-earth.html' title='Peace to the Earth!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4325643563676335301</id><published>2011-07-21T17:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:04:48.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So?</title><content type='html'>Peace Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just going to get down to business... Allah’s 5% Nation of Gods and Earths is misogynistic. Case closed. Was it designed like that? I doubt it. Should women even strive to be an integral part? Absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume that if you are reading this, you already know what misogynistic means. No? Then you googled it, right? No? Okay… Misogyny means hatred or distrust of women. Do I think the Gods hate women? Emphatically Now Cipher. But I do think many distrust women and more than half of the Gods just don’t know what to do with women. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed that where and whenever there is a preponderance of men assembled, the women are usually assembled somewhere else. Men will gravitate to men and women to women. I ain’t mad at that. I like nothing more to enter a cipher with my God and slip off to build with the Earths. Why? Many reasons. I have more in common with Earths. I feel safer; it’s doubtful a fight might pop off if an Earth misquotes a degree. The Earths respect each other and don’t patronize each other… Well most Earths. Ok, a lot of Earths. And the Gods can be too intense for my taste at times. It’s a sweeter vibe. So I’m cool with the temporary separation. But I recognize that anytime I want, I can go back to where the men are building. And the Gods can visit the Earths too, should they choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I bare witness that many Gods don’t treat Earths with the same Equality as they do each other. I know 120 is not an Earth requirement. But there are lots of us that want (and have)120. For some reason it is very hard to get Gods to teach it the same way to women as they would to men. Maybe it’s because oftentimes said woman is the God’s own Earth. As an Earth that was getting 120 from both an educator and then from my own God, I know there is a difference. As it should be. But both Gods taught me hard. Another thing I recognize is that Earths are softer and gentler than the boys. If you ride us too hard we have no problem breaking down and weeping. Some men find that uncomfortable. Ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if folks recognize that misogyny will cause women to want nothing to do with our nation. Or maybe that is the determined idea. Doesn’t matter. We here and we staying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the whole situation, actually quite funny. My father and his cronies were all male chauvinists of the highest order. But, he was my father! He did his duty as a father. So that means that when I needed him or something from him, I had to find a way to make him more amenable and user friendly.  So I know how to work a man who doesn’t actually trust or respect women to my advantage. And ladies, it’s easier than you think! You know why? (a) Because the chauvinist doesn’t think women are smart enough to comprehend anything so they never see your work coming. (b) And it is very easy to use their antiquated views against them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: When I was in college I worked for 2 years (junior and senior) year in a microbiology lab. My senior year I had ridden to the highest position a student could rise. I was in charge of the lab. The Principal hired a sophomore male who for me to train. He was a sophomore. He didn’t have my experience, seniority or all my classes. He was very green. BUT The principal saw fit to pay him slightly more than me. Really? I had to work up to my pay and this kid was going to make more than I did and I was his boss? Again, Really????? I promptly went to the principal and confirmed my information. The chauvinist explain very slowly (because clearly my vagina makes me stupid) to me that he was a man and deserved to make more simply because he had a penis. That’s all I needed to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed that job. I didn’t qualify for any other campus jobs, and it wasn’t a bad one. And I continued to work my program… BUT… Since I wasn’t a man, I told the principal that another man should train a man. His training took forever to complete. And he ended up getting shorted in paychecks when the principal had other things to do. Not my problem. Then I started to be late daily. Since I had worked their so long, there were things I wouldn’t show others how to do until the graduation invites had been sent out. My job was secured. I had a ball that year, coming and going as I pleased using woman’s issues as excuses. I had a blast. And never got one short paycheck! And I went to Daytona when the principal went on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies you can have the misogyny work to your advantage. Now all the Gods reading this are probably pissed. And you should be. I’m advocating trickery in order to make my and others women’s lives easier. But it wouldn’t be necessary if the men weren’t misogynist in the 1st place. And women have every right to the truth and our part of Love, Peace and Happiness. Am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4325643563676335301?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4325643563676335301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4325643563676335301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4325643563676335301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4325643563676335301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/07/so.html' title='So?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1663214901074905483</id><published>2011-07-10T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T16:48:50.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is my Refinement like your Refinement?</title><content type='html'>Peace Y’all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feels like blogging even though it’s a Sunday. I’m back obsessing over my 3/4ths again. I am uber curious about how other women do their modesty. I’m not necessarily trying to bite but every now and then I see something that makes me ponder. Earths in Allah’s 5% Nation of Gods and Earths don’t have such prescribed laws regarding our dress; just mind 3/4ths. Something tells me the 60’s and 70’s adherents were more concerned about drawing up Gods than how the women dressed. But 3/4ths does exist, and we can rock it however we cee it. And as long as we can show and prove, we should be fine. Still, I have to look…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tzniut  This article describes how Jewish women do. Elbow to knee covered. No pants. Married women cover their heads. That’s how you know their married. Sometimes they accomplish this with wigs. There are some interesting points. Like kick pleats instead of slits and no bright colors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jamaicanrastafarianlove.com/  Rastafarian women are essentially natural Afro centric Jewish women. They follow all the rules of the Old Testament so whatever the Levitical rules are, they follow them. But they do not adhere to the non color rule. Nope. They actually prefer African print. The women cover their heads as well. It’s not so easy to find a lot of good internet info regarding Rastas. Better to build with them in the physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://mormon.lds.net/mormon-beliefs/mormons-and-modesty  These are the Mormon rules for women. They have no special rules that would catch your eye. You probably wouldn’t be able to pick them out of a crowd of mid western white people. They really do blend in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hijab  Our Muslim sisters cover everything but the face and hands. Some say no colors and only black, others rock all kinds of color combinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://larp.com/jahavra/clothing.html  Lately, I have been into Gypsies. Maybe it has something to do with the TLC program that has caught my attention… My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding. According to that program these new Traveler women will wear damn near anything to catch a man. ANYTHING. And they are extremely suggestive in their activities. But the claim that they don’t act on all the suggestiveness. Okay. If they say so. But they do marry young. Some around 16 (28:40). So maybe they are telling the truth. It looks like a duck and walks like a duck, but it’s actually a gorilla. Anywho…. This link describes the more traditional what you think of when you think of a Gypsy woman kind of style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m back thinking about us Earths. We just have to cover ourselves with clothes as the planet does with water. It’s not so restrictive when you do the Knowledge. Other folks get dead or excommunicated if they don’t follow their rules. Us…. Not so much. So why do folks have such a problem with 3/4ths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insight y’all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1663214901074905483?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1663214901074905483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1663214901074905483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1663214901074905483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1663214901074905483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-my-refinement-like-your-refinement.html' title='Is my Refinement like your Refinement?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7080421616648072894</id><published>2011-06-29T09:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T09:24:17.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom Born</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://419.bittenus.com/SanusiDagash/empty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" width="253" src="http://419.bittenus.com/SanusiDagash/empty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Y’all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s Supreme Mathematics is Wisdom Born abbt Wisdom. Wisdom is a verb… an action word. Born means bring into existence. So what have my actions brought into existence? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was building with a friend of mine and I was remarking that I had a lot of vacation time that I had no idea I had. Like 67 hours. Back in February, there was a snow/ice storm that had me out of work for a week. I assumed that I was out of days because of that. And keeping my eye on the future, I see that the last week in December the office I currently work in/for will be closed. So I’m mentally preserving time for that. No point in having time you aren’tusing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho…. My friend asked what my summer plans were. I said that I was looking to take some time off. Even more if I was not going to be employed here in December. He asked if I was looking for work and I answered yes. He laughed and said “You are always looking for work. You’ve been saying that for the last 8 years.” And he was right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wholly unsuccessful in my hunt for gainful employment. Yes I have a job, but it barely pays my bills. I mean I squeak through every month. Sometimes the squeak ain’t enough. But I continue to work here because a half a cookie is better than no cookie at all. I’m grown. And other grown folk can testify that sometimes you gotta shift into survival mode. (Its funny how broke-assedness will pull the ebonics out of you) And that’s where I have been for nearly a decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how must I adjust my Wisdom to make it my goals/gold successful? I don’t have that answer. So will go and sat down somewhere and think about this, because clearly my actions up to this point have been wholly ineffectual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7080421616648072894?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7080421616648072894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7080421616648072894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7080421616648072894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7080421616648072894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/06/wisdom-born.html' title='Wisdom Born'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7615633486409553986</id><published>2011-06-13T11:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:44:57.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is his own self?</title><content type='html'>The God and I have been building on this topic for a minute. He cees it one way, I cee his point, but still cee things differently. It’s based on the type of people that exist. I cee it as Original people, and devils. That’s it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I base my view on 1,2:10 and 22-33:40. The Student enrollment defines the Original man and the devil. It’s very clear. The Original man is the Asiatic Black man. The colored man is the caucasian white man; Yacub’s grafted devil. Be mindful it is not my ambition to quote degrees here. So it’s two divisions of people; Original and devil. And devil = colored. 22-33:40 goes on to specify how they were created. With in that protocol having been established now we can break down percentages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to the percentages, this is where folks can get confused. Anyone can fall into the percentages. 14:40 describes the 85%. No where in the degree does it say the 85 is all Original.  When it speaks of the 10% it doesn’t classify Original or devil either. And guess what? Neither does the 16:40. The only classification 16:40 makes is “on the poor part of the planet Earth.” Now we know the entire planet cannot be considered the “poor part” so it must mean in the areas and continents designated as such; North America and Europe. But devils can be 5% and Original people can be 10%. Look at Eddie Long. That man is pure 10%. And I must admit that there have been moments in my life where a colored person has done me an unselfish solid. And I bear witness that not ALL colored people are evil colonizing killers. Not all of them. And not all Original men are God and not all Original women are Earths. B.U.T…. all caucasian are devils and she-devils. Remember, 2 kinds of people, Original and devils/colored people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am guessing the problem with the designation is the word ‘devil.’ It does have an bad connotation. Even in our degrees devil is defined as weak and wicked. But let’s look at things…. Devils are weaker than Original people. You don’t need a scientific degree to see that. Yeah there are Dirk Novitskis who are bigger than the average Original person and devil but that is an exception rather than the rule. But just because the word has a familiarity doesn’t mean that that’s all there is for said word. Take the word ‘God,’ when the 85 hears that, they think we mean it the way they mean it. They think that the true and living God has all the attributes and abilities of their mystery gods. And we know this isn’t reality. Their mystery gods don’t have all those attributes and abilities. But still that word is powerful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do I think all white people are evil? No. Do I think all white people wake up and purposefully plan to take over the world? No. Can I be cool with a white person? I have in the past; I am in the present and probably will be in the future. Are ALL white people devils? Yes. It is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7615633486409553986?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7615633486409553986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7615633486409553986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7615633486409553986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7615633486409553986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-is-his-own-self.html' title='What is his own self?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7292175188820285216</id><published>2011-06-07T16:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:32:06.942-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the meaning of Civilization?</title><content type='html'>Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in an office where 75% of the patients are Original. The boss is a devil though everyone else who works here is Original. Don’t take this the wrong way…. We don’t take Medicaid. We have a refrigerator, kind of a wine cooler, in the waiting room. My boss fills it with 12 oz juices, water and Gatorade. There is also a Kuerig coffee dispenser. It’s all complimentary for our patients. But clearly folks don’t understand what complimentary means. It means one beverage per patient per visit. My vet has the same setup. In addition to beverages, they also serve cookies and sweet treats. It’s way snazzy. Much better than what you get in this office. My vet is a she-devil and most of her patient’s owners are devils and she-devils. There is a huge fucking disparity between how the human patients get down and the way the vet parents get down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily, the staff of this office MUST police people to make sure they don’t clean us out. Now I’m not one of these people who take the personal feel to a job. I don’t see anything here as ‘mine.’ But I have witness it with my own eyes, people taking multiple beverages and stuffing it in their bags when they think no is looking. When told that it is one patient per visit, they get angry; almost like they want to throw it down. B.U.T. when the boss shows up, there is a lot of hemming and hawing, foot shuffling and looking down at the floor. Really? Why it is our people behave so uncivilized? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The reverse also occurs daily. This time it’s usually the old people who are scared to get anything. First they ask, “How much?” When told it’s complementary, they get nervous, sit down and stare at the machines. I have volunteered to make the coffee when I see their hesitation, but they truly are frightened. And this is a phenomenon I have only seen with our Original patients. Devils seem to be much more comfortable. And don’t get it twisted, not all devils are balling. There are some broke assed devils out there that sport a hot mess even in a professional building. But they seem to take things in stride differently than our own people. I find this disturbing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we do this? Do we still fear the devil? Are we afraid that there will be some type of divine retribution? Are we just this ghetto? And it’s not the education thing because a LOT of the offenders claim to be educated. I have even asked folks, and the answers I’ve received are just a level above ‘iggnant’ foolishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can y’all shed some light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7292175188820285216?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7292175188820285216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7292175188820285216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7292175188820285216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7292175188820285216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-is-meaning-of-civilization.html' title='What is the meaning of Civilization?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-2803755150997965851</id><published>2011-06-01T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:49:25.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I came to Build!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/04/20/magazine/20build-600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="356" width="600" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/04/20/magazine/20build-600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the science good people? I’m in a playful mood today. This is not a Build all full of doom and gloom. I must admit I’m a better blogger when I’m pissed, but I can blog when I’m fair to middlin’. Teehee. OK. Onto the build….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righteous people, I have a question…. What is your definition of “Building”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you why I ask…. A few years ago I was included in a hot and angry internet e-mail back and forth. And One Earth said to another, “You know we Build every month!” Earth II said, “No we don’t. We just talk on the phone once a month for a few minutes.” Hmmm…… Lately, I get requests from newborn Earths to BUILD and I say, “Alright go ahead” and don’t hear back from them or they leave subject too vague for me to respond. Hmmm……. And my God is fond of saying, “I’ll Build with you later.” He has always kept his word to me so I suppose I’m getting built with later. But we don’t necessarily discuss degrees. So clearly the word Build has a plethora of meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oxford dictionary defines the word build as “v. construct by putting parts of material together; develop or establish.” At Parliaments/ Rallies, the G’s and E’s stand in the cipher and give their interpretation of the days Math and or degrees.  The common Supreme Mathematic definition for Build is adding on that which is positive. So my take on the word Build is if you are doing something positive then your Building. I call my blogs Builds because I’d like to think that I’m doing something positive here. I have another blog for BS sessions. I don’t gossip or talk about the latest happenings on the Tell-Lie-Vision. I’m making Knowledge Born to the world or at least folks that read my blog about my experience as an Earth in Allah’s 5% Nation of Gods and Earths. I Build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can see where regular everyday conversations can be considered building. Even the sweet romantical ones. As long as one is moving towards a positive direction, I see that as Building. If you are learning something useful, I see that as Building. But not all learning Builds. I googled the recipe for crack and not only found one, but found a pictorial tutorial. That is definitely NOT Building Even though I learned something new. And I’m not perfect. I read a lot of celebrity gossip. I browse some less than reputable sites. And when I do, I don’t call that Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does beg to ask the question of why don’t we call foolishness, “Destroys”?  Why don’t we say when people post buffoonery all over their blogs that they are Destroying. Or when you hear some stupidity slip from a politician’s mouth you say, “He dropped a crazy Destroy!” I guess it can go one way but not the other. Usually when I hear righteous people refer to the 85’er, they call them the “Destroy Powers.” Though some call them “Build Powers.” I hear more of the former than the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how y’all cee it. And for all y’all new Earths that wants to Build….. Be prepared to drop it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-2803755150997965851?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/2803755150997965851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=2803755150997965851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2803755150997965851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2803755150997965851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-came-to-build.html' title='I came to Build!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1999054909006459466</id><published>2011-05-26T15:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:53:39.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendly Advice from this Earth....</title><content type='html'>Peace Y’all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been humbled by Earths contacting me and asking me to build. They see me as an example of a true and living Earth. Where as I say all the time to anybody who cares to listen that “I am a True and Living Earth” I am awed that other folks see that in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am by no means an authority. I’m just me doing my thing. I will add on with just a bit of what helped me that 1st year. I will preface this with the fact that I wasn’t completely clueless with regards to my Nation. I was Earth in the late 80’s for maybe a summer. But I don’t count that much because the God in question was a bad person. I’m still a bit scarred. But I kind of knew what I was in for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I’m from Paterson, NJ, I grew up around the Gods and the Earths. My brother built with the Gods but couldn’t give up the swine. My mamma loves her pork! My best friend was a teenaged Earth until she was about 22 and we spoke (and still do) about a lot about all the things she experienced. She actually took me to my 1st rally at age 15 where I witnessed my 1st NGE beatdown. So I knew this Culture could be rough. She’s now a Christian, but that’s another story. So I knew how Earths were supposed to dress and why. I also knew that 120 wasn’t an Earth requirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMHO, men and women don’t consider each other. Meaning… men see through their view and don’t think women think differently than they do; and women do the same. I’m guessing a lot of Gods don’t teach their women because they just don’t think it’s good for them. If the Earth revolves around them, then we need to trust the course that they select for us? Without SM, SA, and 120 women are demoted to breeding and feeding purposes because they can’t mathematically add on. That is MY opinion, not gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st enlightener was a cool God. He was willing to each an Earth that wasn’t his girlfriend and didn’t try to sleep with me. But he wasn’t consistently around. When I had questions there was no one and no where to go other than online. He was good about answering my questions when he was available, but he would often disappear for months. He didn’t want me to add on with the local cipher until I had more experience. So coupled with my internet research and my previous experiences, I began to create my reality of the Earth I wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s start with where my head is…. From my previous experiences, I knew that for me… 120 was a must! Having been denied 120 in previous relationships, made me hungry for them daggone degrees. So that was always primary for me to be Earth. I even threatened myself by vowing to leave Allah’s Nation if I didn’t have it memorized in 1 year. And I memorized 120. But I had to do it over because I started adding on with my present God, Precise. I needed to reflect him and not the previous educator. Plus, we are building and sharing a Universe. We needed to be on the same page with degrees especially if we had children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I had to decide how I wanted to present myself to others. Earths come in many currents. I’ve seen Earths dress themselves like NOI MGTs. My best friend used to do that. She’d be walking down the street in an all white, long sleeved, floor dusting tunic that she made herself with a matching headwrap. No makeup. Then there are Earths who never cover their heads. I’ve seen Earths at S&amp;P with boob popping dresses and makeup with perms and/or weaves. Then there are the hippy Earths who wear every African print they can fine with an Erika Badu headwrap up to the sky, with a ring in her nose and brass bracelets up to her shoulder.  Also there are those corporate Earths who rock business suits. There is no one way to dress the Earth. The planet Earth has mountains, jungles, cities, plains, and so forth. All the terrain of the planet doesn’t all look the same. And neither do we. I encourage Earths to find there own personal style and consider it through the lens of Supreme Mathematics and our curriculum. As long as you can show and prove, you will keep yourself out of uncomfortable situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncomfortable situations…. Imagine being at a rally and a God you don’t know walks up to you and aggressively asks you why your head isn’t covered. When you stutter, he looks you over and asks you, “Who/Where is your God.” Your God is not there. Now what? Or what happens when you find that you have a cipher reputation because some Gods saw your breast tatt or you’ve been too friendly with Gods that aren’t yours? Now mind you this has never happened to me. I do the knowledge and stay out of harms way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, personally, I stopped wearing pants years before I became righteous. I too tomboyish. I wasn’t comfortable with that. Also women’s jeans have always been very form fitting. If their not, then you have “mom jeans” or baggies. Neither option worked for me. Additionally, low rise jeans were all the rage.  No one should get to see the shape of my body unless we are moving in that direction. Not wearing pants decreased my need to wear tennis shoes and put me in heels. Heels forced me to behave ladylike. I don’t like my knees. That kept the bottoms mid-calf in length.  That was all pre-NGE. So the 3/4ths was never a problem. I was doing it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cover my head 100% of the time while abroad. If you see me without something on my head, something has gone very wrong. Help me; I must have had a stroke! The truth is… I really never consciously decided to do this. My boss did it for me. I have been working at the same job since becoming righteous. If my boss knew that he had a choice in how I presented myself, he would have made Knowledge Born regarding his preference and EXPECTED me comply. I have never discussed my Culture with him. He’s an elder devil. But he recognizes that changes have occurred. And he’s used to it now. Because I work most days of the week and that’s generally what’s causing me to leave the house, I have gotten used to wearing my head wrapped. I feel naked without it. Also, the God likes the fact that other men have never seen my hair. It is totally different from when I wore it out. We built about it and I never realized how differently men see things. Ladies Build with your Gods. They are very intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Knowledge Culture degree of the 1-14 is often seen as a guide for the behavior of Earths. OK. That’s fair. But everyone should pay attention to this degree, not just women. I have sewed since I was 13 years old. My father taught me. I daily cook from scratch. And I like to think I keep a nice house and treat my God well. But that is all up to the eye of the beholder. And again, I was doing that pre-NGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And doing fall victim ti the rumors that you will be less desirable to men or that you won't be able to find a job. That's bull. I still get male attention. But now it's respectful. Men just don't roll up on me and say offensive shit. They approach me like they should have been all along. And As far as my job goes, there are Muslims, Africans, Indians, Jews, etc. that are gainfully employed. If they can work while representing their Culture, so can we. It's illegal for employers to ask your religious affiliation or judge you on that basis. If they do, you don't need to work because you can sue the hell out of them. To claim otherwise, you just don't want to do it. I work in a corporate/healthcare environment and its not a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The degrees are basic Knowledge. You just don’t commit them to memory; you keep them constantly before you. Meaning, don’t just memorize them to say, “I know them.” You have to become intimate with them like you would your spouse or your checking account. Put them to work for you day in and day out. You have to stroke them, think about them consider them all day long. There are degrees in mouth all the time. I remember where I was when one of the degrees became reality and not just something I was memorizing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with a non-righteous girlfriend who loved and only dates devils (6:36). She decided that I should try cream in my coffee and set me up without my permission. Since these men were paying I didn’t leave. A free meal in a nice restaurant is worth a little aggravation. But I made my position clear to all at the table. I wasn’t interested in dating him/devils. The man for me started getting rude. He couldn’t handle my rejection because he considered himself above me simply because he was a white man... Yeah...  Instantly 1:14 was in my head. Then came 2,4:10 in comparison with 1,3:10. I just had 1-10 and the 1-14 at that point. So it’s important to keep your degrees fresh in your mind no matter where you are in the curriculum and daily consider your day’s Supreme Mathematics. Everyday some fresh insight comes to me. Especially when I’m going through something. If I am having trouble sleeping I start with “Who is the Original Man?” I never make it to Pluto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what advice do I have for newborn Earths? (1) Study your lessons!!!!!!! (2) Do the Knowledge to other Earths and see how they roll. They are your allies. (3) Share social Equality with other righteous people. This is how you learn the language and how to interact with the Gods and Earths. Trust me; there are many unspoken rules and regulations. (4)Decide on the Earth that you want to be. (5) Work your program. (6) Consistently add on with the main Cipher and not just the Earth Ciphers. Make sure that local people know you. When folks know you, they become friendlier to you. Being known by the locals is proof that you are building (or destroying). (7) Walk and talk this Culture 100% of the time. Be All Earth, all the time! Not just when it’s convenient. Don’t worry about the 85 and devil ciphers. If you let folks know this is non-negotiable they will fall in line.  (8) Be mindful of your behavior. You may be the only 5%er someone ever meets. Don't leave a bad taste in their mouth. And you represent all those in your tree that have come before you. You shame your educator when you act savage.  And this might be controversial, but it works for me… (9) Be selective who you share information with. Don’t bother with old people. A lot of old people aren’t open to this Culture. My own mother (not ole Earth because she is pure 85’er) thinks I’m a Muslim no matter what I tell her. Fuck it. She’s too old (God Cipher years) to change. Don’t try to build with the sanctified religious people that are covered with the blood of Jesus. Them jokers will literally fist fight you because you reject their Jesus. They won’t and can’t listen. If they do their spooky god will punish them. They will also try to slip you pork in an effort to invalidate you. Like if you eat pork a giant “P” forms on your forehead and all the Gods and Earths will shun you. Puleeese! And devils. Most devils and she-devils will be offended when they find out that we consider them grafted. That just can’t be a good for business. Now if any of these individual come to you asking questions, build with them. You just might spark something in them. But for the most part focus your energies awaking people who aren’t already dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was way longer than I meant it to be. I tried to edit and couldn’t leave anything out. And all Earths please feel free to add on. If you don’t want to publicly leave a question, message me or ANY Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1999054909006459466?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1999054909006459466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1999054909006459466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1999054909006459466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1999054909006459466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/05/friendly-advice-from-this-earth.html' title='Friendly Advice from this Earth....'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1248396453373545738</id><published>2011-05-23T11:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T11:50:33.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Your Understanding</title><content type='html'>Peace Y’all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in an exceptionally good mood today. It’s Monday and I’m always in a good mood on Mondays. I expect Mondays to suck and suck royally, so I have nothing but horrid expectations for a Monday. When it happens I am not disappointed. When Great things happen or even ordinariness, I am pleasantly surprised. So Bully for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that same vein, I’m in love with my Nation. I am. I really love Allah’s 5% Nation of Gods and Earths today. And let me tell you why….. Because we encourage debate and discussions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend’s failed rapture had me thinking about various religions. It’s a hobby of mine to study religions. I want to know why people feel so strongly about something improbable and un-provable that they are willing to give their lives for it. Even when I was a Christian I recognized that I had limits. Yeah I would sing, “…I promised him that I, would follow him until I died…” but I didn’t literally mean it. I went to Catholic school and read about many martyrs. If presented with the choice of denouncing Christianity or be fed to lions, I’m thinking I would be whatever they wanted me to be. Then I got to thinking about Jim Jones and the Heaven’s Gate ministries. Those people voluntarily committed suicide for heir faith. Again… I ain’t doing that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that allows religions to have this choke hold over their followers is because their followers aren’t allowed to ask questions or deviate in any way or form the dogma. They don’t encourage study of other faiths either. Trust me, I bare witness on this. There was a question on Family Feud that asked, “Name a place where you get thrown out of.” And the woman answered “church.” Steve Harvey was flabbergasted and said, “Church is where they let you come after you have done anything.” But it isn’t. I have been asked to leave several congregations because I think differently than the average Christian and they just weren’t amenable to my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our Nation, you are allowed to have your own view or “Cee” on things. You just have to Show and Prove. I have heard what I would consider frank foolishness come out of the mouths of righteous people, but…. Their logic was impeccable. What can you say at that point? To argue with logic means that your feelings have gotten involved, and feelings instantly invalidates your case. We accept that we don’t have to all agree with what is being said. Occasionally the God and I don’t see eye to eye and that’s cool too. He’s my God and educator; but he encourages me to have my OWN thoughts and actually wants to hear them. I just love it when individuals with different sees on a subject sit down and discuss their thoughts. We don’t try to sway those who are already righteous to cee things like we cee them. But it can spark new understanding and new ideas. That’s nothing but benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now… You knew there had to be a fly in the ointment… I have noticed that in some kingdoms, Gods don’t like it when their Earths disagree with them. Okay, I can sort of see that. But an Earth having a different opinion on something doesn’t make the God a cultivated pussy. Again this is my cee. But some Gods (a) don’t teach their Earths 120 for whatever reason and/or (b) do not want their Earth to have a different point of view from them. They want their Earth’s mouths to be parrot beaks repeating everything the exact way the God has told them without any change. How can said Earth have any Understanding? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding is unique to every individual. But that’s my cee. Like I mentioned earlier, my God encourages me to contemplate life through the lens of Supreme Mathematics and the curriculum. That’s why I can write my lovely and informative blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1248396453373545738?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1248396453373545738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1248396453373545738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1248396453373545738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1248396453373545738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/05/work-your-understanding.html' title='Work Your Understanding'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-8419482839135293996</id><published>2011-05-21T10:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T10:01:38.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9:10</title><content type='html'>Peace Y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a quickie. I don't generally blog on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest here in Allah's Garden (Metro ATL) which is the the heart of the Bible belt. These clueless people here think that Christianity reigns supreme here. Even though there are mosques,Baha'i churches, Muslim temples, HUGE Hindu and Buddhist temples and never mind all the Pagans. But folks here actually believe the world will end as we know it this evening at 6pm. The Rapture is upon us y'all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worried or concerned. I'm hoping that this will be the impetus for our own people to wake up and see that they have to stop following the white man blind. The white man in charge of this movement is disregarding their own Bible. When our righteous brother Jesus allegedly comes back for his folks, he will come like a thief in the night as per Isaiah 29:5-6. The devil can't even follow his own rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll build with y'all tomorrow. I'll be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-8419482839135293996?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/8419482839135293996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=8419482839135293996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8419482839135293996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8419482839135293996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/05/910.html' title='9:10'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4434838611559339835</id><published>2011-05-19T12:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:14:21.937-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8:36'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1:14'/><title type='text'>Stop the Nonsense!</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to Michael Baisden last night. I don’t normally listen to his show. The music they play during the program is cool, but the conversations are always whack. He is always talking about relationships between Black men and women. Now some folks can do that, he can’t. His position is clear. No matter what is going on, it’s the Black woman’s fault and problem. His solutions are always, what the Black woman can do to fix the problems of the Black world, since she is the one who started them all by herself. I don’t buy into his foolishness. He has also written a few whack books too. I read one. It was the same bullshit. Black women get into trouble without any external assistance and it is their own problem to get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sick bullshit he was pushing on May 18th of 2011 around 5:30 was, “There are good men in prison. And Black women don’t need to turn up their noses at jail house relationships.” WTF? Then he said it again and his sidekick agreed! Both of these men have daughters. Oooooooh I fast and pray Allah, that these men have to go to the booty house to meet their future sons-in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baisden plays the insecurity card that a lot of Black women have. Loneliness. And we do not need to fall victim to that foolishness. Baisden claims that there is a Black male shortage. There isn’t. Baisden advocates dating devils. Don’t do it. Baisden also advocates polygamous and open arrangements. Really?  People, please understand that just because you read or hear something a bunch of times doesn’t make it true. But if you internalize misinformation, eventually your ways and actions will match that frequency and it will become your reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished listening to Malcolm X’s build on Youtube titled “Who taught you to hate yourself?” And I must say for me, by and large, it was not the devil that taught me to do destructive things to myself. It was my own people. It was my mother who held me down while I screamed through my 1st perm. It was a classmate who told me my eyebrows were too bushy and took me to have them waxed. It was my grandmother who told me that I was to dark to play in the sun. I was my 1st boyfriend who told me my value was not between my ears and/or between my lungs, but between my legs. Yes. Many seeds have been planted and some have been allowed to grow. But add an “N” to the “grow” and what do you get? GROWN. That’s what I am Now. And I am ending that cycle of bullshit. I am the gardener tending my crops. These crops will sustain me. I will pull every one of those weeds out and replace it with a plant that will benefit me. I encourage other women to get GROWN and do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn’t the devil settled on the Best part of planet Earth? Because the Earth BELONGS to the Original man. And knowing that the devil is weak and wicked, he knew there would be no peace amongst them.  So why aren’t more Original men doing more to keep the devil only on the worst part of the planet Earth? Why is it, the Earth has to fend for herself? And I’m not just speaking about men woman partner in relationship with, but ALL the Original men. Our fathers, our brothers, our sons, our friends. You wouldn’t shit all over your home and belongings and then go to your enemy’s rest and scrub it down would you? If you would, this build is lost on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is why are Black women such a target for bullshit. And by everybody, Original and devil. Is it because we are worthy opponents? I want to plead to my sisters to stop. Stop believing bullshit. Stop letting others define you. Stop putting your ownself last. Stop allowing people to degrade you. And start working on your own plan. Your plan for walking effortless in beauty. And then do it. The only person that can hold you back is you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the Original men, I ask if you can’t find it with self to bring your ownself to support the Black women in your own ciphers, then leave us in peace and don’t fuck with us. If you can’t be our friends then don’t become our enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4434838611559339835?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4434838611559339835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4434838611559339835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4434838611559339835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4434838611559339835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/05/stop-nonsense.html' title='Stop the Nonsense!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7121993816245570144</id><published>2011-05-16T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:24:56.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Me, Damnit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephburningham.com/images/btnTestMe.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" width="122" src="http://www.stephburningham.com/images/btnTestMe.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Y’all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have eluded before that I work with a woman who is crazy. Notice I didn’t call her a devil since she is Original. But she is still a looney 85er. But what makes her hilarious to me is that she is a self-proclaimed DEVOUT Christian. The reason I find her so funny is because (a) she is a hater, (b) doesn’t quite understand what ‘devout’ entails and (c) she is a sheep. She has no real reason to dislike me because I have yet to do anything to her. It’s true, I don’t respect her. And that might sound terrible, but when I don’t respect people they become non-issues. I am polite enough to say hello and good bye and I don’t engage her beyond that. I learned that from the devil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I label her a hater because when she finds out something pleasant about me she can’t be apathetic. She must be evil. Dig this… Last week, my coworker lost his aunt. The whole office turned out to the wake. I brought the God. That’s what you do when you are in a relationship. Everyone else brought there partners if they had one. He had never met my coworkers and we have been sharing an address for almost a year. All my coworkers were kind enough to speak when I introduced him. Because that’s what you do when you are introduced to someone. You speak to those who speak to you. But she refused. She wouldn’t even look at me. Oh well. The next day she asked a coworker who was the man with me, and the coworker told her. She balled her face up at me and refused to speak to me for the rest of the week. Now it ain’t like we build or even lunch together. But we do work with the same patients and communicating is a must. The boss asked her what her problem was and she told him! WTF? She’s VERY petty and this is the main reason I lost respect for her years, months and days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the build…. This morning I was in my own head as I was preparing for the morning. And I was reciting degrees under my breath. She walked up on me, heard me and asked what I was doing. Really? Remember, we are hi and bye. I waited a second and told her I was meditating on degrees. She said that was a stupid thing to do. (You see, she was clearly goading me into a confrontation for some reason.) I smiled and said that she should refer to Joshua 1:8 (paraphrasing… meditate day and night so that I might not sin…) and 2Tim 2:15(..study to show yourself approved…) in her Christian bible. Now it was her turn to stand there confused. I handed her the Bible the Gideons left in the office and told her to look it up. And she did. Had a little trouble finding 2Tim. SMH because she refers to that scripture all the time, yet she doesn’t know where it comes from? That’s a damn shame. And right as she was about to throw the Christian Bible to the floor in anger, I reminded her that that was blasphemous to Christians. She put it down and stormed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when so-called Christians try me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7121993816245570144?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7121993816245570144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7121993816245570144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7121993816245570144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7121993816245570144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/05/test-me-damnit.html' title='Test Me, Damnit!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-85787309867657963</id><published>2011-04-27T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:18:53.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up so you can 3!</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been currents of atmosphere moving steadily through my mind lately. Remembrances of my Christian past mixing with 120.  Not saying that this fusion recipe is not right and exact. But for the people who didn’t have the strong Christian background that I did, I just want to make Knowledge Born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gen 1:26 "And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you read this scripture. The 1st thing that should jump out at you is that someone is speaking. And it’s multiple. “Our image”? Who is our? Clearly and according the Christian/Jewish believers, there are creators (notice plural) and created. 9:10 and 22-28:40 tell us who the creators are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gen 6:1-2. And it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scripture comes after the previous. I want to draw your attention to the order so that you see that I am not arbitrarily cutting and pasting scriptures together. Power chapters have passed since “mankind” or a “kind of man” was created. Sons/Suns of God are attracted to the daughters of men. Hmmm…. And don’t get hot. It doesn’t say all the Suns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to look at 1:14 in conjunction with Gen 6:1-2.  It asks the question, “Why isn’t the devil settled on the best part of the planet Earth?” This explains the phenomenon of why Original women don’t have the same affection for devils that Original men have for she-devils. “…And knowing that the devil is weak and wicked and there wouldn’t be any peace among them…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel with me to 21-28:40 and Genesis 25-the end of the book. This is where you find the story of Jacob or Yacub. I will be using the names interchangeably. Jacob was a hustler and a mamma’s boy. Nothing is Wrong with the mamma’s boy title, but combined with the hustler, it is too dangerous.  Especially when your mother has a questionable nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca was Jacob’s mother. She accepted an inappropriate gift of jewelry from a stranger, obligating her to marry Isaac. Did she know what she was doing? Probably not. Did it work out for her? I say no. She was impulsive and manipulative. These traits caused her to trick her eldest Sun and her husband. Also because of her actions, her youngest and favorite Sun was lost to her forever, leaving her with 2 men who no longer trust her. Not a good look Rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Yacub…. Rebecca sent Jacob to live with her brother Laban. Another hustling man. Clearly Jacob got this trait honestly. Laban tricked Jacob into marrying both his daughters but Yacub tricked him out of a fortune in livestock. I’m thinking tending his uncle’s flocks is synonymous to playing with 2 pieces of steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;Gen 30-25-43 25And it came to pass, when Rachel had born Joseph, that Jacob said unto Laban, Send me away, that I may go unto mine own place, and to my country. 26Give me my wives and my children, for whom I have served thee, and let me go: for thou knowest my service which I have done thee. 27And Laban said unto him, I pray thee, if I have found favour in thine eyes, tarry: for I have learned by experience that the LORD hath blessed me for thy sake. 28And he said, Appoint me thy wages, and I will give it. 29And he said unto him, Thou knowest how I have served thee, and how thy cattle was with me. 30For it was little which thou hadst before I came, and it is now increased unto a multitude; and the LORD hath blessed thee since my coming: and now when shall I provide for mine own house also? 31And he said, What shall I give thee? And Jacob said, Thou shalt not give me any thing: if thou wilt do this thing for me, I will again feed and keep thy flock. 32I will pass through all thy flock to day, removing from thence all the speckled and spotted cattle, and all the brown cattle among the sheep, and the spotted and speckled among the goats: and of such shall be my hire. 33So shall my righteousness answer for me in time to come, when it shall come for my hire before thy face: every one that is not speckled and spotted among the goats, and brown among the sheep, that shall be counted stolen with me 34And Laban said, Behold, I would it might be according to thy word. 35And he removed that day the he goats that were ringstraked and spotted, and all the she goats that were speckled and spotted, and every one that had some white in it, and all the brown among the sheep, and gave them into the hand of his sons. 36And he set three days' journey betwixt himself and Jacob: and Jacob fed the rest of Laban's flocks. 37And Jacob took him rods of green poplar, and of the hazel and chesnut tree; and pilled white strakes in them, and made the white appear which was in the rods. 38And he set the rods which he had pilled before the flocks in the gutters in the watering troughs when the flocks came to drink, that they should conceive when they came to drink. 39And the flocks conceived before the rods, and brought forth cattle ringstraked, speckled, and spotted. 40And Jacob did separate the lambs, and set the faces of the flocks toward the ringstraked, and all the brown in the flock of Laban; and he put his own flocks by themselves, and put them not unto Laban's cattle. 41And it came to pass, whensoever the stronger cattle did conceive, that Jacob laid the rods before the eyes of the cattle in the gutters, that they might conceive among the rods 42But when the cattle were feeble, he put them not in: so the feebler were Laban's, and the stronger Jacob's. 43And the man increased exceedingly, and had much cattle, and maidservants, and menservants, and camels, and asses.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me paraphrase the above passage…. Yacub wanted compensation for all the labor that he had given Laban. That’s fair. But instead of splitting the flock in half or accepting a percentage of livestock (sheep and goats) to be his own and then work on getting them to multiply, he decided to trick Laban into giving him more. Seriously, Why didn’t Yacub just split the flock in half and leave? Because he wanted to fairly trick his own people (his uncle) out of his gold. Watch how he does this….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) &lt;b&gt;Choosing speckled over solid livestock&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a given population speckled will ALWAYS be more numerous than solid. More on this statement to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) &lt;b&gt;Imposing a 3-day separation of his flock from Laban’s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laban will be unlikely to go perusing Yacub’s sheep to see if he has any solid livestock being born. 27:40. I bet the place he kept his flack was also called Pelan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Deal is…. ANY solid livestock belongs to Laban and ANY speckled livestock belongs to Yacub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) &lt;b&gt;Yacub continued to tend Laban’s animals while leaving his Suns to watch his (and their) flock. 29:40&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) &lt;b&gt;Yacub devises a way to trick the solid livestock into reproducing speckled progeny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE does this by separating the genes 30:40. If you mate 2 Black sheep or goats together the progeny will be all Black, unless there is a recessive trait in the line, but dark color is dominant and you don’t have to worry about this happening too much. And when it does the result will be an albino, which happens to be a solid color. But if you mate a Black and a Brown sheep together, the result will be a speckled sheep the majority of the time. The Black and the Brown will vie for dominance. I know what I’m talking about. I worked in a genetics lab in college. We forced mice and flies to screw all the time. Yacub stayed there to witness the birth of speckled sheep, he knew that those livestock would be his to take back to Pelan, I mean his flock, 3 days away. And please do the knowledge to farm blogs. For they bear witness to what I am sharing. Shepherds choose who their female livestock breeds with. Does this sound at all familiar to how churches and cults work? Calling the congregation as their flocks? And ministers feeling like they have some say in who should and shouldn’t marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family, the devil is compelled to put actual information out there but is so wicked he must put a spin on it to make him look good. This is devilshment if in case you didn’t know what that meant. I find it funny that one of the tasks that the New Testament has for Jesus is to separate the Sheep from the goats. It’s Yacub/Jacob that mixed them together in the 1st place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t hate on the Christian/Jewish Bible. It is the truth, but not for Original people. It is the story of the devil. The whats and hows. You just need a discerning eye to 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-85787309867657963?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/85787309867657963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=85787309867657963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/85787309867657963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/85787309867657963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/04/wake-up-so-you-can-3.html' title='Wake up so you can 3!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6611044932814742446</id><published>2011-04-25T11:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:57:21.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Loves You Baby!</title><content type='html'>Peace Y’all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early morning and in the evening, I see people commuting back and forth to work. At least half the people I see are wearing scrubs. I work in a doctor’s office. So this has caused me to ponder said phenomenon. There are lessons everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that since I am commuting to my job in a health center that other folks are too. I shouldn’t be surprised to see this. And there is some truth in that. But explain when I vary my commute and still see plenty of people leaving/going to their jobs dressed in the healthcare uniform? My cee on it, is we have become our own industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US doesn’t have any big industry anymore. Now a days, everything is sent out. Just call customer service hotline and see who answers. Look at the bottom of your product to see where they are made or assembled. And ask yourself, when was the last time you purchased an American car….Don’t through up the argument that American made products are shitty. That’s not the point of this build. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we don’t make anything here anymore, and we really don’t have big vacation income coming in, in order for our citizens to work, we need to work on each other. Meaning, the health industry is HUGE, because it’s one of the only industries that we have. The government is invested in seeing that we remain unhealthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your food. Do you consume fast foods, canned foods, pre-packaged foods for the majority of your diet and on the regular (hoping that wasn’t too redundant)? Do you participate in unhealthy behaviors? Do you watch a lot of TV? Do you not exercise or exercise to excess? Are you buying into the okeydoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I’m crazy. Okay. You are titled to your own opinion. But consider this… It is illegal in GA for a midwife to attend a mother outside a regulated facility. Oh you can have your baby at home, you just won’t have any help. And you won’t be able to get a birth certificate or SSN. And that may be cool right up until you want to claim them on your taxes or send them to public school.  Most states are moving to this; pushing midwifery out of business. Did you know midwives charge like $3K for everything? Prenatals and birth. That’s the total price. And were you aware that in most hospitals expect your copay for having a baby up front? Way before you ever go into labor. Did you know most schools want SSNs for your babies to enroll? Were you aware that schools feel like they will feed your children better than you can and will go to lengths up to not allowing you to pack your child’s lunch? Do you know that thousands of children die from vaccinations every year? And even knowing this, schools will not allow unvaccinated children to attend? Did you know that nearly everything in this country has genetically modified corn in it? Corn is the majority crop that this country produces. The government buys the surplus and still pays farmers to not produce? They have to do something with all that damn corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This country cannot invest in making its citizens healthy because if they do, they will lose another industry. This is why the insurance companies went ape shit when your president fought to push through a universal health care plan. Have you ever noticed that the people in the countries with universal healthcare tend to be healthier than people here? That’s just not because they have this fabulous unlimited access. People are still people and some folks shun the doctor’s office. Their government has a vested interest in making sure it’s population is healthy so they don’t have to pay anything. And they are! Their government doesn’t allow genetically modified foods, they walk more, they have less pollution, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all this so that you will open your eyes and see for your own self that the government can only be trusted to safeguard its own interests. Individual citizens do not qualify. It is not impossible for this country to adopt a fabulous universal healthcare program. But there is no money in it. Everyday I hear someone say to us that we shouldn’t treat them for anything the insurance doesn’t allow. Like the insurance is a group of doctors designated to treat them. They aren’t. They are business people looking to receive your premiums and not pay any claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is you are responsible for doing the Knowledge for self to make sure that you stay healthy for as long as you choose. Especially in this wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6611044932814742446?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6611044932814742446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6611044932814742446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6611044932814742446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6611044932814742446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-loves-you-baby.html' title='Who Loves You Baby!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7880791106678921296</id><published>2011-04-25T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:44:43.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Newsletter</title><content type='html'>Peace Family!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I put out a monthly newsletter for the cipher here in Allah's Garden &lt;br /&gt;          dedicated to health. I don't do it all completely by myself. I have help. &lt;br /&gt;                       But I am the editor of said newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 If any of you are interested in receiving a copy, &lt;br /&gt;                              email mail at &lt;br /&gt;                           SLSLPEarth@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;                   You must has MS Publisher to open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7880791106678921296?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7880791106678921296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7880791106678921296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7880791106678921296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7880791106678921296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/04/newsletter.html' title='Newsletter'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-985861192363084958</id><published>2011-04-21T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T11:59:05.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='22 :40'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9:10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3:14'/><title type='text'>A Guaranteed Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONXHsmAYvEA/S9B6L4fR9TI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RekktMnXVMU/s1600/earth_day_graphics_09.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" width="450" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONXHsmAYvEA/S9B6L4fR9TI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RekktMnXVMU/s1600/earth_day_graphics_09.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do my build on Earth Day a day early. Right now I’m vertical at work, but tomorrow I will be horizontal in the bed since I’m sick! But I will myself to heal, so I’ll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Day is nearly as old as our Nation. It’s been observed for 41 years this Friday. It’s not a floating observance. It’s always The Wisdom Wisdom Day of April. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wisdom Wisdom degree of the “Meat” (I have been wanting to use that turn of phrase), describes how Yacub was sparked into ‘creating’ the devil. How he ‘discovered’ magnetism the same way Columbus ‘discovered’ North America in the Understanding degree of the 1:14. It’s not that other folks had no Knowledge of magnetism. Yacub didn’t. The term ‘discovered’ doesn’t quite mean what most of us thinks it means. Discovered in these degrees means not identifying new information that was unknown or non-existent before, but identifying new information that is new to you. You know, a used car is not a new car, but it is to the new owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way this ties in with Earth Day comes from my personal ‘discovery’ that everything that is done is predicated on what come before. While getting seedlings together for my garden, I was thinking abstractly that seeds come from previous mature plants. They don’t spookily come from nothing. Then I traveled in thought that even Knowledge comes from previous incarnations of Knowledge. Someone must teach you what they know in order for you to learn. You put your own stank on the Knowledge and pass it on. Take a newborn baby and sit him in a vacant room. (Ignore the fact that in this analogy the child will die from starvation.) What will the child learn? It will just learn the nature of the room that was previously prepared for him. In order for us to learn, to do, to master, to grow, we must build from what has already occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything that exists on Earth, possibly even the Earth itself came from something previously. So the Born degree of the 1:10 is correct (as I learn they all are). The Nation of Islam has no beginning or ending. It couldn’t possibly for anything to exist. Infinity goes both forward &lt;i&gt;and backwards&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Words, ways and actions leads to words, ways and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to a more practical build… So what words, ways and actions are we putting in place for those who are coming after us? Are we leaving the planet in a state where they can have healthy lives? Are we teaching them to be self sustainable? Are we teaching them everything that we know how to do? You never know what it will come in handy. I’m certain my paternal grandmother didn’t teach my father to sew so that he could have a career in fashion. He didn’t, btw. But I was able to learn from him. Are we doing anything to give the babies a future boost? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-985861192363084958?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/985861192363084958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=985861192363084958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/985861192363084958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/985861192363084958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/04/guaranteed-past.html' title='A Guaranteed Past'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONXHsmAYvEA/S9B6L4fR9TI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RekktMnXVMU/s72-c/earth_day_graphics_09.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-646683663764063612</id><published>2011-04-18T12:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T12:50:45.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Give the People What they Want</title><content type='html'>Peace Y’all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am convinced of a great many things. You notice I use the word “convinced” rather than “know” or “sure” There is a big difference.  But the thing I am convinced of now a days is that people need to categorize other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live here in Allah’s Garden… right in the middle of the Bible belt. Everybody here will tell you what church they are members of. Whether they go regularly or not. My sister claims some church she hasn’t been to in over 5 years. My uncle went to the famous “NewBirth” before it got big. He attended so infrequently, that one Sunday he decided to go to church at the location that he remembered, and the church had moved locations. So he decided to join the new church at the old location.  Come on son. You know that New Birth didn’t just up and decide to move to their current big assed location. You know there was a bunch of pomp and circumstance accompanied with the move. I say all this to demonstrate how folks here feel about “dey chuch!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home (NJ) it was a completely different vibe. Folks would look at me strange for going to church the way I did. Twice during the week and all day on Sunday. Also people at home were/are familiar with the Gods and Earths. Not that I was righteous when I lived in NJ. But I knew who they were and what they stand for. It’s a different story here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in GA, these 85ers cannot wrap their heads around another option for Original people other than Christianity. They can slightly accept Islam, but it ain’t easy for them either. I used to build with an old NOI Muslim. And whereas people Knew what a Muslim was, they didn’t really Understand what the duty of a Muslim is or how NOI differs from traditional Islam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been righteous for over 3 years now. Before that I was a church going Christian. There is a man who patronizes my office who happened to visit the church I used to go to. I want to say he’s slightly retarded. I want to say that. He gets mad passes in the office and if he’s sane, he has us beat. Anywho… When I recognized the man I went over and spoke to him as is the duty of a good Christian. He now associates me with said church. He asked me last year if I still went there. I said, no. He asked me what church I go to now. I said I don’t go to any church because I am no longer a Christian. That knocked something loose inside him. It was inconceivable that I could no longer be a Christian. He said I had to be joking because I’m such a nice person. I asked him if the only “nice” people were Christians and he said yes. SMH. What are you going to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another patient with whom I had NEVER had a religious conversation outside of answering a question as to regard of my previous denomination lost her mind when I told her I don’t go to church anymore. For real. When she calls the office, she refuses to speak to me because I’m a heathen. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my mother, who lived in NJ for 40 years hasn’t quite wrapped her head around the FACT that I’m an Earth in Allah’s 5% Nation of Gods and Earths. She tells folks I’m a Muslim because my head is covered. Seriously, she doesn’t want people to see me. I embarrass her. I tell her to forward people to me directly, since I am the best knower of my own self. But no….. She has to go running her mouth to people who call me with bullshit. And when I try to build with them, they hang up. I’m just the worst daughter for upsetting my mother so. Easily lead in the wrong direction but hard to be lead in the right direction. The older I get, the more I see and experience that these degrees don’t lie. You can say what you want about THEM but he knew his shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to about 2 years ago. I go on a job interview with a headwrap. Not a Muslim hijab but an Earth headwrap. Now for those of y’all that don’t know me in the physical, I ‘bout it when it come to my head being wrapped. I know other Earths don’t feel like I do about it, but I just don’t leave the house with my head uncovered. I just don’t. But…. The whole time I was interviewed I catch the entire office staff checking me out in confusion. I walked in there with my good Jones New York black suit on and a black headwrap. Nothing crazy. I know they were looking at my head but I assumed that folks would take the best part. Well they didn’t. I didn’t get the job for which I was ridiculously qualified. This morning in the elevator, a chick who was working there when I interviewed recognized me and decided to get chatty. She works here now. She asked me about my headwrap, since that’s what made her recognize me. I asked her if she knew why I didn’t get the job. She said they had a big discussion about my headwrap. They were confused with why I was wearing it. Some thought I was too lazy to do my hair (too lazy to do my hair for an interview?) and others thought I might be a Muslim. She said they would have been cool with hiring me as a Muslim, but since they didn’t KNOW they opted for someone else. Really? Bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided, since I have to live in this wilderness…. I am going to give people what they think they want. Employers cannot ask you about your religion. But they can chose to not employ you based on what they assume.  So, I will let them assume that I am a Muslim. Some employer would pat themselves on the back thinking that they are open minded and are promoting diversity in their facilities. They have heard of Muslims. But not so much 5%ers. Let’s be real. If they won’t hire a Muslim, they won’t hire a 5%er. I get to maintain my 3/4ths and they get to categorize me, though inaccurately. I will have time to correct their misconceptions later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-646683663764063612?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/646683663764063612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=646683663764063612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/646683663764063612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/646683663764063612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/04/gotta-give-people-what-they-want.html' title='Gotta Give the People What they Want'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-350406312193430262</id><published>2011-03-28T11:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T11:22:15.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrgh!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Peace Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got a lot on my plate. I must admit it; I am NOT superwoman. I can’t handle what I have and I am looking for suggestions to manage. Let me explain ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The normal life I was accustomed to living, meant: work, TV, hobbies (reading  &amp; sewing were the biggies) and the occasional dinner. I’d do housework one day of the weekend. That was how I had existed for years, months and days. Now… add on P90x workouts, cooking every night, can never seem to get the house clean, God/Earth time and a few extra cipher activities. I’m exhausted by 9pm every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing to go was the hobbies. Try as I might, I can’t seem to find the time to enjoy them. When I get to them, I’m tired, or I feel guilty for doing them rather than something else that seems more pressing, or I’m just too tired. When I’m tired I make mistakes. And that is no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even with the hobbies gone there still doesn’t seem to be enough time for everything. I feel very overwhelmed. And you know what I do when I feel overwhelmed? Nothing. Seriously, I nut right up and sleep. So now, there is even more crap to do. I’m at a loss and seriously welcome any advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-350406312193430262?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/350406312193430262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=350406312193430262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/350406312193430262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/350406312193430262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/03/arrgh.html' title='Arrgh!!!!!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5143710963967519511</id><published>2011-03-10T12:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T12:51:18.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9000 miles from home....</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been pondering how unnaturally most of us live. Sounds crazy but what I am saying is people have gotten away from a balanced natural existence with nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get up in the morning before the sun rises to an alarm… Go sit on the toilet… Take our vitamins…. Dress in polyester…. Get in our cars/busses/whatever….. Go to our indoor jobs with the thermostat set on 72…. Eat our processed lunches…. Go home in traffic, annoyed… Get home and feed our families more processed genetically modified food or even worse, fast food…. Let our babies play Wii… Do some chores with caustic cleaning products… Wash our clothes with animal fat covered in perfumes… Go to bed with the bed bugs and possible with the TV on. Does this sound natural to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m not on a soapbox. I freely admit that I do many of the above. But I am actively working on being more natural. I don’t eat meat. I am not into the acquisition of unnecessary items. I sew. I thrift. I read actual books. I grow vegetables (not a whole lot). I make an effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are unaware that there is even a need to reconnect with the planet. I often question parents to why they don’t let their children play outside. They would rather their children play on the Wii like that is the preferable way to play. Folks buy everything at the supermarket pre-made. You don’t know what is in that or how they made it. I really hate minute rice or those boil in the bag numbers. If you can’t make your own rice, you don’t deserve to eat. I laugh out loud when so-called conscious vegetarians are shocked to find that soap is made from animal fat. OUT LOUD! I want them to remember. I ain’t mad at the omnivores, but don’t get all skeeved when confronted with how your meat makes it to your table. All that antibiotic use in animal feed doesn’t bother you? Have you ever seen an animal butchered? I have, when I was in college. Let me tell you this… I had to get real hungry before I could eat another piece of animal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live walking distance to a venue, walk rather than drive. Recycle. Get a bike with a basket and a chain lock. Cook more than you eat out. Learn to make bread. Cook from scratch. Make your own condiments. Make your own cheese. It’s really easy. Make your own sauce and pancakes. The internet in all it’s evilness has some good points. You can learn to do almost anything online. Learn something useful. We need to take Jerusalem back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I ever come into some real money, I’m buying a farm. No I’m not going to kill myself, I mean a real farm. I will keep goats, chickens and maybe some other livestock. Not for their meat, but for their milk and eggs… Maybe fur. I will grow veggies and grains. I’ll can them jokers too. I already know how. I already make all my own clothes and a lot of personal products. But if I had the room, I’d give free classes. Another thing that irks me to no end…. With all of this available housing, why are people insisting on having a house built from the ground? That is environmentally irresponsible. All these vacant business areas with yard around it could become community gardens. What happened to bartering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much that every individual can do that would green the planet but so many don’t. I suppose behaving in that fashion makes one think that they are in a recession or something like that. I have heard old people reject things because it reminded them of something they had to deal with during the great depression and they just wanted to forget it. But every lesson has a value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not pointing fingers at folks. But if this build has got you thinking then my purpose for writing it has been fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5143710963967519511?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5143710963967519511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5143710963967519511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5143710963967519511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5143710963967519511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/03/9000-miles-from-home.html' title='9000 miles from home....'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4650099053895414664</id><published>2011-03-04T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T09:11:06.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Pissed.....</title><content type='html'>Peace Y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isht happened almost a week ago and I can't let it go. I am hoping that blogging it will be cathartic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a rally Sunday. The God and I went. We always go if we can. Not going means we aren't in town or one of us is ill. Otherwise we are there. The cipher here is still 'organic.' Granted, a little less, but still pretty out there; and small compared to other places. At said rally we democratically organized the cipher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a God there who I knew... somewhat... who was agreed upon to be an elder. One of 4. he comes around, but not frequently. But I did know him. I suppose his new title gave him some courage, because he decided that he was going to force the Earths in attendance to build. Had he been on time, he would have seen and heard Earths build. He did preface it by saying that he wanted us to to introduce ourselves. This is the shit that pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was his reasoning for doing this? All of the Earths in attendance had been introduced at previous rallies. Rallies he wasn't at. And there were Gods there I'm certain he didn't know, who hadn't built. But he wasn't saying anything to them. I felt picked on. And you don't want to be around me when I feel picked on it's just a hop skip and a jump from stun gun time. Remember the last time I went to church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you unfamiliar with my Nation and it's customs, being in attendance at a rally does not obligate you to build in the cipher. Three chicks built and I and another didn't. The 'Elder God' was still trying to get us to build. I looked dead in his face as an offer to try me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it men feel especially vindicated in picking on women? Let me tell you something.... I WILL NOT be a victim. I ain't that chick that gets slapped around and I ain't that chick that gets cheated on, used and abused and all I do is sit there crying and complaining. I get involved. And I do not have the fantasy that I can kick every chick's ass or that I can kick any man's ass but I do know and can promise you won't walk away the way you walked over. You will have something to remember me by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I can't build. I don't like to at big rallies. Gods treat Earths building like grown folks treat children talking. Also, I have witnessed Gods take an Earth's build as an opportunity to have a conversation or go to the bathroom or whatever. I find the experience disrespectful and condescending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to hear me build, read this blog, or hit me up on a one to one situation. Or send me your see on the Math or any topic. I will build my ass off. But don't try to force my hand like you're my God or Daddy. I don't have a Daddy anymore And I answer to only 1 Black man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4650099053895414664?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4650099053895414664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4650099053895414664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4650099053895414664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4650099053895414664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-still-pissed.html' title='I&apos;m Still Pissed.....'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4852413199298037732</id><published>2011-02-10T12:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T12:16:41.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get this</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a vegetarian for the last 11 years. It was one of the best decisions I ever made. I made it because I wanted to feel better. I do. I wanted to lose weight. I didn't. But still I am a proud vegetarian and love to build on that topic endlessly. Even as much as I love my veggie lifestyle, I don't condemn those that still choose to consume meat. Everything ain't for everybody. Though I wish folks would keep their mouths shut when they &lt;i&gt;try &lt;/i&gt;to slam me for my choices. But daily I grow more and more incensed about how meat actually gets to the markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have y'all seen Food Inc.? It's a documentary about how food, all food, gets to the table. It is disturbing to say the least. Yesterday i read a blog about what horse owners do with the horses when they are no longer useful. Horses are bred and worked up to a point where they can't perform well anymore. And instead of allowing said battle weary animal to enjoy a well deserved rest until they die they get sold for pennies (my used car got more money at the dump) for their meat. ***shivers*** The article I read talked more about how difficult it was to slaughter them because they had to use the same devices for cows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my question... And I suppose only people that keep livestock can answer it... But how is it you can befriend animals enough to know their personalities then slaughter and eat them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's cruel and Nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.banhdc.org/images/ch-hor-20060729-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" width="477" src="http://www.banhdc.org/images/ch-hor-20060729-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4852413199298037732?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4852413199298037732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4852413199298037732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4852413199298037732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4852413199298037732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dont-get-this.html' title='I don&apos;t get this'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1419523738342466682</id><published>2011-02-09T14:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T15:05:31.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Ready?</title><content type='html'>Peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some curiosity….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have been striving to get closer and closer to nature… per se. Meaning striving to live in harmony with the planet. Rid myself and my people of harmful impurities that cause premature aging and dis-ease (I sound like one of them don’t I?), I have begun to be more and more interested in the “Prepper Lifestyle”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God and I were on a nature walk and we got to talking about what is edible out doors and what is not. We all know that the prevalent devil-driven 85% culture is doomed to fail. We know this! What happens when it does come crashing down? No other country is going to come to our rescue. So when EVERYTHING collapses, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't think the government will save you. Where where they in Katrina and or Haiti? iSht can and will happen. The question is should it happen to you, are you prepared or will you be knocking on my door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have long been a proponent of doing things the old fashioned way. I refuse to keep a microwave plugged up in the house. (There is one unplugged in the garage to heat up heating pads, that I refuse to use.) I won’t eat food I KNOW is microwaved. I feel like we need to know where and how our food is made. I make as much as I can from scratch (except bread. Bread is hard. Literally and figuratively) and I strive to keep it natural and pure. I can. I freeze. I save. I recycle. I would compost, but that’s nasty.  But up to now I haven’t made a “when-all-hell-breaks-loose” plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I find these blogs and websites so intriguing. him/devils are certain that when isht happens Original people will slide into savagery. But I’m thinking no…. we won’t. I’m thinking that we will be better prepared than they can dream because certain tendencies are innate. Take that however you want.  But it has raised the issue of what should folks just have on hand? Survival kits and such. It’s got me really thinking and planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1419523738342466682?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1419523738342466682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1419523738342466682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1419523738342466682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1419523738342466682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/02/are-you-ready.html' title='Are You Ready?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-8071595891959126031</id><published>2011-02-03T11:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T11:50:52.094-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6:14'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3:SM'/><title type='text'>Understanding</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post this build on the Knowledge Wisdom day. But since that’s a Saturday this month I decided to post it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s reality is Understanding. Understanding is a clear picture drawn up in ones mind using Knowledge and Wisdom. 1 + 2 = 3. Knowledge being information and Wisdom being actions grounded in Knowledge. But…….. Knowledge and Wisdom don’t always lead to Understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has this ever happened to you? I KNOW it has happened to me! I’m in school, and the teacher is teaching a concept that I am just not getting. I go home and work on it to no avail. So I resign myself to rote memorization of said concept so that I can pass the test. Did I “Know” the information? Yes, because I memorized it and can parrot it back on demand. Was I able to work the information? I passed a test or proficiency. Did I Understand what the hell was going on? Emphatically Now Cipher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another scenario…. I’m at work and the boss tells me to implement a new technique and hands me some documentation on said technique. I read it. I do what he and it tells me to. Do I Understand what is going on? Not necessarily. I may, I may not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see where I’m going with this? Knowledge and Wisdom don’t always lead to Understanding. It’s beautiful and complete when it does, and frivolous and dangerous when it doesn’t. I took a LOT of calculus when I was in college. I remember that last course of calculus kicked my ass! But I continued to study and memorize so that I could pass the class (pass meaning at least a B). Ask me some calculus today. You will get the screw face. And I minored in mathematics! That’s frivolous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My late husband decided that he would hang a lighting fixture in the kitchen 8 years ago. He was not an electrician. He read an online tutorial and got someone to watch him (equally as clueless). Fast forward to today. The God plugs in our beautiful 42” plasma and it blows up because the light was installed incorrectly. That’s dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m not saying that in everything you do, Knowledge and Wisdom will ALWAYS lead to Understanding. I have a toilet. And I get how you use it. But if it breaks, someone else has to get the gold because I’m clueless. But am I a bad person because I can’t service my own toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to have Understanding is a beautiful thing. It elevates you to a different level. With Understanding of how the toilet works, not only could I prevent mishaps, but I could actually innovate new techniques and designs to make toilet use more efficient. I could build on what I Understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, my thoughts are the 10% teaches the 85% to be illiterate in Understanding. Meaning they give Knowledge and Wisdom, but with hold that bit that would spark Understanding. For without Understanding the masses are stagnant and malleable. They think they Know (and technically they do) but they can’t do anything with the 1 and 2 they have; therefore, they can control them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the lesson? Decide for your self if just knowing and doing in a given cipher is enough for you. If so, cool. If not, do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-8071595891959126031?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/8071595891959126031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=8071595891959126031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8071595891959126031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8071595891959126031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/02/understanding.html' title='Understanding'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6252301913595093231</id><published>2011-02-01T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T12:49:40.960-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knowlegde'/><title type='text'>Who's Responsiblity is it to do YOUR Knowledge?</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today embarks Black History Month. I almost forgot. Someone posted something in a blog I follow that brought my remembrance to it. Pity, is it not? I suppose I would have remembered when I noticed all the Black themed shows on HBO and lifetime. This is the time of year they pull them out and dust them off. Sort of like how the Ten Commandments is shown every Easter. And Easter has nothing to do with the Ten Commandments unless it’s close to Passover. (I know Easter has to be close to Passover. But then why do they show the movie only on Easter night?) I am all for knowledge of self. And that includes your personal history. But I am not feeling that Black history month for the following reasons…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child of about 10, my school was having some type of event connected with the presidential election. The teachers wanted to make sure that we new all the words to the 1st verse of the National Anthem. My mother heard me singing the song in my efforts to memorize the words for a written test that was going to count! She then told me that I was to learn the words to the Negro National Anthem as well. That she would be testing me, it would count from keeping her off my ass and I had to learn ALL 3 verses. I learned both songs in the same week. Two years later, while learning the French National Anthem (which for some odd reason, I still remember) my mothers made sure I still remembered the NNA, by having me sing it in Sunday School. She is crazy, but I learned a valuable lesson from that experience…. It is no one’s responsibility but mine to make sure I know the contributions of my own people. It wasn’t February when said lessons went down. The election was in November and I remember the French thing being in spring. And these weren’t the only things. Mommie had flashcards and assigned reading for us. She wanted my brother and me to know who and what we were and to never be ashamed. Since then I’ve labored to learn about Original people. While going through 120 even much more. And that’s my 1st point. Doing the Knowledge for self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it… Who is uplifted by the Knowledge of Black People? Black people. It is in the colored man’s interest to withhold said information. It keeps Original people feeling and most importantly, thinking inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cee this Black History month as a time for white people to learn about the contributions of Original people because clearly they don’t know. They always seem surprised when they find out something new and come at you like, “Let me look into that.” When they teach it in their institutions the premise reads, you only need 28 days to discuss the history of Original people. Hell, they are the ones who have only been on the planet for 6000 years. That shouldn’t take long. And that’s my second point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is the term Black History should not exist. You don’t hear white people calling what they teach white History. It’s history. And Original contributions should be taught year round. Not just in these 4 weeks. And I get annoyed at the Original people that wear this month on a t-shirt acting like they didn’t know. Why didn’t you know? Ain’t like its hidden! Busters…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I use this month to shame Black people that only feel proud for 28 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6252301913595093231?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6252301913595093231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6252301913595093231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6252301913595093231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6252301913595093231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/02/whos-responsiblity-is-it-to-do-your.html' title='Who&apos;s Responsiblity is it to do YOUR Knowledge?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-2804990520386388205</id><published>2011-01-27T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T13:00:15.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Name?</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comes up from time to time, usually in a physical conversation… How did I come about my name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Allah’s 5% Nation of Gods and Earths we take on names that this significant to us. For the most part we take names that match our curriculum. Not Muslim/Arabic names. Some people do. But it has been said that Allah asked his student to not take Muslim names because we’d be confused with adherents form the Nation of Islam. That may be a myth or an urban legend. But I do think it is an appropriate practice. I have a hard enough time convincing folks that I’m not a Mooz-lim or an A-Rab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name, in its current incarnation, is Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On March 15, 2008 I was granted my name. Many choose there own names. I was given my name. My original educator wanted to name me Fatima. Fatima means one who abstains. Ummm….. Why? But the meaning on the name wasn’t my issue. It was the fact that I knew a chick named Fatima. And we don’t speak. We have bad blood. I had no intention of answering to that name. My educator became insistent and we started arguing. And he said, much more loud voice than I’m used to being spoken to, “Earth, what you need is some Serenity, and so you will remember….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to 2009. I am now under the loving care and instruction of my God. The name thing comes up. The God remarks that I am anything but serene. He does remark that I am sincere with my determination to live out this Culture. BOOM! Sincere is part of my attribute. Peace is the Family name I share with Precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Love…. Precise says all the time, that Love is not an appropriate attribute for me. He say’s I love who I love (him, me, Trinity) but for those I don’t, I don’t. He’s right. But I still say it is appropriate. My original educator had Love in his name and added that attribute to all his students names. I’m guessing that Precise doesn’t care for that. But I don’t push it because I want to keep it. Not because I have unresolved affection for my original educator. I only ever saw him in the physical a few times, and he was NEVER my man. But because Love Hell or Right is probably the most accurate description of whom I am. I love. But love is often hell, but always right. Love is complex, involved, required constant work. Love evolves changes, grows and wanes. Love is most sought after yet most elusive. Love is good. And that’s me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So…. Here I’m is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d love to here how other folks draw up their names. Leave it here in the comments or email me if it’s too personal and you only want me to know SLSPEarth@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-2804990520386388205?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/2804990520386388205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=2804990520386388205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2804990520386388205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2804990520386388205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-9087066655877745402</id><published>2011-01-26T13:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T13:20:02.377-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Z:SA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1:40'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8:14'/><title type='text'>Zig Zag Zig</title><content type='html'>Peace Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have favorites in our curriculum. I suppose I shouldn’t. I should love them all the same. B.U.T. I do like some degrees more than others. In the Supreme Alphabet I like Love, Hell or Right, of course Queen, Universe and Zig Zag Zig. Since Zig Zag Zig is also today’s coordinate let me build on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for clarification on Zig Zag Zig when I was going through 120. I mean, who would just off the top of their heads look at the attribute and say, “Yeah I cee that”? The clarification did nothing really to define it for me. But I was at the end of the Alphabet and was itching to get my 1-10 so I bullshitted my way through. It wasn’t until I got to the Knowledge degree of the 1-40 that this attribute made any sense to me. So here is my understanding on Zig Zag Zig… (btw, my spell check hates said degree!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see Zig Zag Zig as coming full circle. You start and end with Zig. And you can see it in most situations. You start with something and you generally tend to end with the same thing only changed. You came full circle. Example… There was a time when an individual doesn’t exist prior to conception. There will be a time when same said individual again doesn’t exist after death. Full circle. When you sew or cook something, you start with ingredients or notions and you end with a garment or a meal composed of what you started with. We come full circle. From start to finish. Zig Zag Zig is a circle/cipher/circumference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the same logic, the important part of the particular cipher is the Zag. Not saying that the Zig means nothing, it does… but the Zag is the part where &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;make your mark. Where &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;do something (Wisdom) in or with or on the cipher. We are all born and we all will die (birth=death; the definition of Equality, i.e. balance), but the important thing is what we do with the time we are allotted. We start out with a collection of ingredients (food) or notions (crafts), and we get a finished product. But how did we make this happen? We may have had instructions, we may have not; but in the end was the food tasty or nasty? Was the garment flattering and appropriate or unflattering and inappropriate? Did we Build or Destroy?   Our actions have consequences (actions = consequences, i.e. [again] Equality) can be eternal. So we have to make the conscious decision to either Build or Destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s me for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I had a hard time with Equality too. And that appears in Supreme Mathematics, Supreme Alphabet and 8:14!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-9087066655877745402?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/9087066655877745402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=9087066655877745402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/9087066655877745402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/9087066655877745402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/01/zig-zag-zig.html' title='Zig Zag Zig'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-3047611148009409139</id><published>2011-01-24T10:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T10:26:23.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams Deferred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-2.web.britannica.com/eb-media/11/78211-004-47247DEC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 410px; height: 550px;" src="http://media-2.web.britannica.com/eb-media/11/78211-004-47247DEC.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life sucks. No, this is not the rant of a depressed female on the crux of a hormone imbalance. It really does. Everyone’s does, sort of……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the ages of 18-30, I had ideas of how I wanted my life to flow. Things that I wanted. Goals I had hoped to achieve. I got behind said goals and put everything else on the back burner. Now as a 40 year old, I see that that type of singular dedication is really not all it’s cracked up to be. I have missed out on a lot that I can’t go back and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks will tell you to go after your goals with everything you have. I won’t tell you to do that. I will tell you to consider every thing in your life and really decide if those goals are compatible with the long term. Mine weren’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at people like my mother who went into careers that they really didn’t want. Life interfered with their determined ideas. But when you look at it in retrospect she had successful career (even though it wasn’t the career she wanted) that has allowed her to luxuriate in her retirement (and has allowed me to not have to take care of her. Win Win for me!). But she sees her life differently. She only focuses on what she didn’t accomplish and she is miserable. And me, I accomplished all of my initial goals and am not any more satisfied than she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how can this be remedied? Because clearly no one is always 100% happy.  EXACTLY! First, recognize that you CANNOT have it all. People who tell you it is possible are kidding you and possibly themselves. Move away from them. They are unstable. Don’t listen to people over your own mind. Your decisions need to be your own. You can live with the results better if you made the decision rather than taking someone else’s advice. And consider everything thing. The short and long term. People who will be affected by your choices. Every-damn-thing. It’s not fair for innocents to be trapped by your choices. That is the true definition of generational curses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I feel like I needed to post this? I have no clue. It was before me and I went with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-3047611148009409139?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/3047611148009409139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=3047611148009409139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3047611148009409139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3047611148009409139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/01/dreams-deferred.html' title='Dreams Deferred'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7024703027760946269</id><published>2011-01-19T16:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T08:52:13.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Completely Bad</title><content type='html'>Peace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say something nice about my hood grocery store experience. I wasn't all bad. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example... The store has the most extensive supply of canning products I have ever seen in one place. I have done a little canning in my Koran. I don't know why they call it canning when you put stuff in glass jars but who am I to complain. I would have to run around to find all the things needed to put up the bit of canning I did. And it was hella expensive. Well at Big Bear, their canning supplies are reasonable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, they have an extensive amount of do it yourself shoe polishing products. I don't know how I feel about that. Are they saying that Black folks like to have shiny shoes or that we are still in the shoe shining business? But last week when I ended up in Publix, I checked to see if they had saddle soap and they didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I found interesting was that the produce they did have was nice and fresh. Or maybe sort of nice and fresh. There was a gentleman ( I say gentleman because he was the only employee of the store to speak politely with nothing to gain) who was pulling out the not so fresh produce and repackaging it cheaper. Hey, maybe some people would rather have spoiling produce at a decreased price. I ain't mad at that. I remember when I used to be a Christian and the church would get produce that was old. It didn't suck. I would have bough that at a store if it was discounted. I buy the discounted YDFM's produce. And I know it's discounted because it's about to be tossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I'm taking the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7024703027760946269?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7024703027760946269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7024703027760946269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7024703027760946269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7024703027760946269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/01/peace.html' title='Not Completely Bad'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-2336484961685164574</id><published>2011-01-18T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:47:11.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Applying Degrees</title><content type='html'>Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was a newborn in this Nation, and my educator used to tell me to make the degrees applicable to myself. I had no idea what he was talking about. I mean it was already a difficult realization that I would have to memorize all the degrees as well as my assigned reading and keep my job. Now I had to make them mean something too? Well yeah! Isn’t that the point? Duh???? I was a baby and didn’t have any Understanding to the what and how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When 85ers view our Nation, they see, but they don’t know. There is a lot that goes into being God or Earth that folks don’t grasp from window shopping. It’s not about getting a cool name or wearing your head covered and shunning swine. Folks get caught up in the magnetic of the Culture and want to be down. In order to have magnetic of your own, you must put degrees on cap and make them applicable &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;to your own self&lt;/span&gt;. If you can’t do that, then you might as well stay at your level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I used to hear a lot, especially when I was younger, was that this Nation is not for women. That we have no place here. I beg to differ. If we have no place in this Nation, why is it called Nation of Gods and Earths? I recognize that this philosophy is not unlike trickle down economics. You get the men to do what is right and exact and it will affect the entire family unit. But that works only if the women are receptive. Fertile soil. Why not teach both man and woman, so that you have an equally receptive woman to partner with and Build a Universe upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a seasoned Earth make a comment that she didn’t see herself in 120. Really? I might be a little off, but I counted 31 instances of the term &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Earth” &lt;/span&gt;being used in my 120. And each time, it’s capitalized. Compared to the 27 instances of God/Sun/Allah combined. How can one say that Earths are excluded from 120? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me bring this full circle… &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Zig Zag Zig&lt;/span&gt; it if you will…… This is me making 1:10 applicable to me… an Earth….. (Not going to quote the degree. You should know it if you have just a teeny bit of 120)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge starts with Self. Knowing who &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;are. With that information, you can move on (a gradual progression like Supreme Mathematics) into relationships with others… My Father/Mother (Primary relationships). My God/consort (secondary, but necessary relationship that keeps the wheel turning). My child (Again, another Primary relationship[Zig ZagZig]) And the cycle/cipher/circumference continues because the easiest way to renew your history (ala 1:40) is to take a single step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how it works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shouldn’t be teaching our fruit to be parrots but encouraging them to manifest in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-2336484961685164574?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/2336484961685164574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=2336484961685164574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2336484961685164574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2336484961685164574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/01/applying-degrees.html' title='Applying Degrees'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-335646973317172599</id><published>2011-01-14T14:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T15:27:57.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working My Last Nerve</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I KNOW I said I was going to support a grocery store in my own neighborhood.... And I'm trying. But they aren't working with me. See what had happened was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning (1/9/11) I went to BB. I wasn't paying attention to the snow that was predicted. I was just in there to pick up 4 items. That's it. I went early too. You know our people love their Jesus. I assumed that folks would either be in church or hung over from the previous evening. I know that is a broad generalization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That store was MOBBED. People in there pushing and shoving acting like the store was giving away for free shit. People here in metro Atlanta loose their minds when snow is predicted. It's unbelievable to a Jersey Earth. We got about 4 inches that turned into ice. I missed a week of work. SMH. Anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the 4 things I needed, they had 2. One of the items I was shopping for that they didn't have was chickpeas. Chickpeas? Come on son... I was going to need to go to another store. And the 2 things they did have (garlic powder- $1.45 and margarine- $0.89) were mad overpriced. But I said I was going to work this challenge. ***sigh***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bumped around and pinned with carts. I had to suffer through people blocking whole isles while they got their foreplay on. The register line was crazy long. But that is to be expected with the amount of people in the store. And All the registers were open. One of the things I found interesting was that this grocery store does not sell magazines. So me standing at the register was painful with no chaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm standing at the register, with an armload of groceries, there are 4 people ahead of me, one with a shitty baby, and my patience is running super thin. The cashier makes the very ghetto announcement (you know, the kind with no PA, just her raising her voice) that she will be taking her break and that we would have to get on another line. WTF????? I have a job as do millions of people. I know that employees are entitles to breaks. But I also realize that when business is busy, you either (a) Make sure you have someone to cover people when they break and/or (b) you take said break at another, less busy, time. That is common sense. That heifer walked off and so did I. I left the few groceries I had on a shelf and bounced to the nearest Publix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Publix the store was clean, not over run, the employee were friendly and they had everything I needed in one store. A big selection too. No need to run around. I sighed, but this time in relief. I had my own bag to put groceries in and the cashier didn't say anything to the effect that I was holding the line up... like the cashier said the last time I was in Big Bear. And a young man offered to carry my bag to the car when it was clear that I didn't need him too. I was a courtesy to the shoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is January over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I will have to work penance for bailing on the challenge. Maybe shop at BB until mid February. But I don't know why folks give our people the shitty side of the stick and we happily accept it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the store for their manager twice to lobby my complaints and have been told that no manager was there and to call back. Really? You have a store open and no one is in charge? Really?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for these updated posts to give some insight on the beauties of shopping in one's own community. I suppose I would have to move to a better community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-335646973317172599?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/335646973317172599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=335646973317172599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/335646973317172599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/335646973317172599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/01/working-my-last-nerve.html' title='Working My Last Nerve'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5033865717974841479</id><published>2011-01-01T11:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T11:37:34.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>January's Challenge!</title><content type='html'>Peace Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God and I did a Kwanzaa observance. We wanted to know if it was something that we wanted to incorporate in the cipher. I can't speak for him, butt I didn't find it too unpleasant. I'm thinking that we will have to change it a bit every year so that it doesn't get stale. It has high staleness potential....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho... One of the recurrent themes within the spirit of the observance was to interact and or do business within our own people's community. I have decided to support a "hood" grocery store for 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a Big Bear in my neighborhood. It used to be a Winn Dixie, then a Save-A-Lot, then closed, now a Big Bear. BB reminds me of all the previous incarnations. Not that I really shopped there. Only if I was in the area anyway and needed something small. I do walk around the mall it's in, so sometimes I would go in there for some water. also my mother likes her ethnic swine products; pickled pigs feet, pickled eggs, and ribs. they sell all that there. I can be boojie. If I go into a store and the product isn't up to par, or the customer service is shitty, or the clientele is ghetto, I will not shop there. I have a job, a car and high self esteem. I don't take shit from folks if I don't have to. Any folks. That doesn't just apply to my own people. I'm not one of those people who will buy something to prove I can afford it. This supermarket is GHETTO! But I have been intrigued with the concept every since a former Facebook friend asked if folks could stay healthy purely shopping in the hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't think Big Bear is a "Black owned" establishment. There is one in South Dekalb Mall and the West End. I don't EVER remember a "Black owned" supermarket. EVER. Maybe a corner store, but that was back in NJ. Here in the Garden, Not so much. Also, I don't live in the city of Atlanta. Those historic shopping venues aren't really an option for me. For many reasons. (1)I need to support business in MY neighborhood, (2)I don't want to be forced to drive more than 25 miles to grocery shop (because I do it everyday), and (3)Fulton county has a higher sales tax than my county. Big bear it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the parameters of the challenge....&lt;br /&gt;I will shop there for most of my household groceries and such.&lt;br /&gt;I will still shop at specialty shops, like the Asian market and health food store.&lt;br /&gt;If Big bear doesn't have something, I will look for it in an equally hood store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure the outcome for this challenge. But I do know that every employee I've ever seen working there is Original. So supporting said store, keeps them employed. And... I would like a little for insight in "hood" relations. Contrary to popular belief, I'm not really all that gully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes nothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5033865717974841479?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5033865717974841479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5033865717974841479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5033865717974841479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5033865717974841479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2011/01/januarys-challenge.html' title='January&apos;s Challenge!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-992649553247981875</id><published>2010-12-22T13:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T13:55:31.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Melting Pot</title><content type='html'>Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place... Newark, NJ. The year.... 1997. The locaction.... The Priory (a Restaurant) during lunch.  I was planning my wedding to my 1st husband, a friend (at the time) whom I was having lunch with was curious about some of the plans for the wedding. I, an Original woman from the wilderness of North America, was planning to have (and did) a "Broom Jumping  Ceremony" at the wedding that was separate from the church service. I wanted it separate so that it could stand on it's own merrit. She, a muslim woman originally from Egypt, commented, why would you want to remember something to sad and tragic like slavery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to this morning. Yesterday, while doing the Knowledge to Solstice traditions, (I am really curious why the apocalyspe of 2012 is scheduled near the winter solstice) I came across a celebration called Junkanoo/John Canoe/John Kuner. A white person asked me what I was reading so intently and I told him. Explained what I had learned in the 24 hours since finding out about it, and he shook his head and informed me that Black people will never get ahead if we keep holding on to the past. Really? I asked him to explain. When I took his head I wanted him/devil to know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This... person... said that we as a race needed to get over slavery. It was long gone and no Blacke person is currently affected by it. Long gone? I asked. My great great grand mother was born a slave. Is that long gone? He said. Impossible (I know why he found that hard to believe... And so do you). I shook my head. He asked when my mother was born (nosy mf'er ain't he?) I told him he seemed confused. He asked my age, I told him and added that both my grand parents were born at the turn of the 20th century. Emmancipation came in 1865 So yes that fits. He had to pull out his phone to verify. That's one argument down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he got all in my Kool-Aid I asked him a few questions about himself. His peops hail from Ireland. So I was like y'all don't celebrate St. Patrick's day right? He looked like I had just slapped the taste out of his mouth. And said YES YES the celebrate and celebrate big. I asked why, since they no longer reside in Ireland and I suspected and later confirmed that he never set foot in Ireland. So.......? He admitted defeat and ask we parted company I suggested that he get some potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black folks in this country have very little in the way of our OWN traditions. Partly our fault, partly him/devil. We weren't allowed ot keep our native African traditions while enslaved. We came up with new ones... like jumping the broom. When segreation was allegedly repealed, Black folks stove hard to do like the white man rather than the other way around. In that process we lost a lot of our identity. I just want to get mine back. For me and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Black people have this shame regarding slavery. What do WE have to be ashamed about? Did we go to a country and force people against their wills to board a ship, leave their native country to never return? Did Black people strip themselves of their clothes and dignity and willingly become chattel to serve him/devil? Did we willingly separate from our families by agreeing to be sold off to different planatations? Did Black women ask to be raped and miscengenated? Did we asked to be whipped and brutalized? Did we ask to live in shacky houses and eat the white man's cast offs? Did we do anything wrong? EMPHATICALLY NO! I'm proud that I come from a stock of survivors and inovators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think white people don't like is that we have and do things they can't. They could try to broom jump at their weddings but would look ridiculous. They can never say the n-word and convince folks they meant it in love. It's not believable when they "catch" the Holy Ghost in their churches. They can't rap either (Screw Eminem!). So what they do is demonize what they cannot do. I ain't mad at them for trying. 35:40. They doing everything to remain relevant to Original people. But for devils relevance is synonymous to colonization and in this present hisrtory or koran, that ain't going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important that we retain as much of the history and traditions that came through slavery as possible. Contrary to popular opinion, we aren't African. Haven't been in a long time. Africans will tell you that we aren't African. I don't even call or consider myself and African-American. I'm an American, Damnit. Like it or not. Slavery is what we have. And yes, it is painful for some to remember how we were mistreated by the devil, but is equally important to keep that in mind so that we don't fall for the okie doke a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-992649553247981875?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/992649553247981875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=992649553247981875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/992649553247981875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/992649553247981875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/great-melting-pot.html' title='The Great Melting Pot'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4788167421320886294</id><published>2010-12-21T13:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:46:47.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What will you do with your Light?</title><content type='html'>Peace Y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the Wisdom Knowledge day, marks the Winter solstice. For some the winter solstice is a spooky event. I did the knowledge to a few, of many celebrations that are held near this time of year and they all held a similar thread. Folks were afraid that if they didn't 'do' something to mark the solstice, the sun would not return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in 2010, we know that the winter solstice marks the shortest appearance of the sun in a given rotation. It's not even the same day all over the planet. In Australia it's in June. But as the 14:40 says the 85% are hard headed (easily led in the wrong direction hard to be led in the right direction) and the 9:40 says that the 85% won't let the 5% teach them, so they observe these spooky holidays this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In defense of the solstice, it is an actually astrological event. Due to the Earth's elliptical orbit and her 23.5* tilt, this date marks the date when the Sun shines the least on the particular hemisphere (it's different from north to south).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many builds can come from that concept. I could say that it represents how women can be fearful that men won't return when they go out to buy a pack of cigarettes. To make sure that they always return they are willing to put up with any type of behavior just to have a chance at some light. I could build that way, but I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say that the 23* degree tilt coincides with the God degree of the 1-10. Saying that the Sun works the 23* on the planet, the same way the God works his Queen and Seeds. I won't say that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say in relationships there is a constant waning and waxing of situations and emotions. There are warm currents and there are cold currents. And just as the Sun sheds his light heavy in certain parts of the Earth at certain times and less at others, The Sun never stops shining and will always come full circle and do it again. The easiest way to renew a circular history is with 1 step. It just keeps coming doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize that people like to party. It's innate. They look for any reason to get down. I also realize that most of the world has bought into the okie doke. So they tie foolishness in with their partying. I guess people don't realize that you can party when you want. You don't need a special occasion to build with the people you love. But I do recognize that life can get a little boring without something to look forward too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah's 5% Nation of Gods and Earth does not recognize a higher power than the Black man. And Unless your bornday is December 25th then folks in your cipher probably won't be having any major celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cee on it is.... The solstices and equinoxes are legitimate/provable holidays/observance/whatever, that can remind all of us of the special relationship between the Sun and the Earth. That The Earth is the only planet in the solar system that we know of that can support life and does. That we need the Sun for sustenance and the Sun needs us to born his understanding. It ain't nothing but love here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will strive to be nice to the God this evening. And allow him to shower me with his... ahem... light and return to him my warmth. It ain't easy. I can be obstinate. Luckily there isn't any football on this evening, but damn if basketball ain't all consuming. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4788167421320886294?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4788167421320886294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4788167421320886294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4788167421320886294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4788167421320886294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-will-you-do-with-your-light.html' title='What will you do with your Light?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6520400027180214797</id><published>2010-12-21T07:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T07:32:37.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Children....</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have children. Folks tell me that I should not have opinions on child raising because of that fact. If you feel that way, move on to the next blog. This one is loaded with my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in high school, an after school part time job. Not because I needed to contribute to the family's finances but because everyone had a one and I wanted to be able to obtain my own stuff without asking my parents. If you have to ask for something then they get to censor it or give you their opinion. My parent's weren't rich either. Daddy got rich after we got grown and he didn't live with us. Mommie was a teacher. We did alright. I despise people who feel like children OUGHT to contribute financially to the household. Is that why you had them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not saying that I didn't have responsibilities. I had chores. I never received an allowance... EVER. And I had to pay rent. $10/week. That was more for gas than for rent. I got off work at 9:30-10ish and she didn't like me catching the bus home. Said it wasn't safe. And it wasn't. Whenever I would have troubles at work, Mommie would give me guidance, but she'd also remind me, that I was working because I wanted too and not because I had too. She was right then too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a friend who I was cool with before KOS that used to call me lazy and spoiled. She was raised in the projects on assistance. I'm assuming that has clouded her world view. Also I met her in church am I'm certain that she thought that she could talk to me like that since I was a good Christian and shit. She couldn't. I powerfully hurt her feelings and slept very well that night. The nerve.... Calling me lazy and spoiled while I worked 3 jobs to pay for my wedding (1 full 2 part time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reasoning behind that, was that I was living at home and not paying my mother rent. I didn't see that that was her business. But the outrage in her demeanor led me to question her while she cried after I went off on her. She said that I owed it to my mother to contribute to the household. Yeah, I was grown. And I had lived on my own for 6 years before moving back in with her. But, I was working toward a goal and she was in agreement with said goal. This was her gift to me. And my mother ain't broke and does not need me to give her my gold. Hell, because of investments, social security and pension, today she makes more retired than I make working. And I ain't mad at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old girl then regaled me with a tale of a 15 year old chick that went straight to a beauty salon after school and worked there braiding heads Tuesday-Friday and all day on Saturday. She took in under the table work on Sundays and Mondays. Basically she worked non-stop. All this to help her mother pay the mortgage. WTF? If I needed my adolescent children to help me pay a mortgage, perhaps I don't need a mortgage. Maybe rent is sufficient. I bet at 15 that same chick is told when to come home, who she can see and cannot see and a bunch of different rules that someone who is chipping in on a mortgage usually doesn't have to abide by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 15, she should be focused on school and extra curricular activities. You cannot convince me with all that work she did, that she was proficient in her schoolwork or had the appropriate social life. When did she find time to learn basic yet important lessons that if not properly learned will cause an ass of grief in the long run? Maybe she is still stunted and that was 12 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember friends who at age 18, whether they were done with high school or not, their parents would put them out the house. That shit is crazy. I can see if you are 18 years old acting a fool, but good children just tossed out like trash and told to make their way in the world? That's some bullshit right there! I really can't see why a parent would do this. But I know plenty of parents that did and children this happened to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to work with this woman who had 1 child. A daughter. And she had a calendar where she was marking off the days until she could legally kick this chick out of the house. I initially thought the daughter was a problem child. But she said no. Good grades, obedient, no boys. I was like then why do you want her out of the house? She said because she will be 18 and that's all the legal responsibility she had to her. I saw this same lady decades later. Her husband had returned tot he essence and she was elderly living in an old folks home with my grandmother. You know, the come and go type. She recognized me 1st. And after some hugs and hellos (she had always been really nice to me, but she could have been checking off the days until I went back to college) I asked her about her daughter. She said she rarely hears from the child. She seemed hurt. I don't know why. This is what she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother IS and has ALWAYS been crazy, but I also know she'd give me a kidney if she didn't have diabetes or my brother didn't need it 1st. Yeah, me and her don't speak like mothers and daughter can, but if she needs me, she knows I'm there. And I suppose vice versa, unless I'm in jail. She'd leave me to rot in a holding cell. She might not have been the most affectionate of parents and might not have done all the things I may have wanted, but she raised/parented me. Might have been a little rough (I still don't think it's cool to punch a little girl in the chest when she is crying and tell her to man up), but I am standing on my own square when I have seen, less topple others. And if I needed to crash at her pad today, she'd let me. Oh, she would talk much trash to my face and behind my back. She would annoy the bejesus out of me, but at the end of the day, I wouldn't be homeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood should be a time for learning, but also for fun and self-realization. I think it's terrible for parents to impose things on their children that isn't necessarily beneficial for them. Like the Michael Jackson song, Starting Something says, "If you can't feed your baby(yeah yeah), then don't have a baby (yeah yeah). And don't think maybe (yeah yeah), if you can't feed your baby (yeah yeah)...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6520400027180214797?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6520400027180214797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6520400027180214797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6520400027180214797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6520400027180214797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/children.html' title='Children....'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-2191195444591891624</id><published>2010-12-20T13:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T13:44:31.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Peace Y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous post got me thinking.... A lot of people have issues with my blogs. I have been accused of writing about people in my blogs. I have been blogging for over 7 years and I really don't know what people expect. It's not the blogging that they have issues with, they all assume I'm talking about them. Well.... So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks who blog, blog about issues and people in their lives. I'm not shooting from the hip here. I follow and read a lot of other blogs. I see pictures of people's homes, hobbies, children, friends, spouses, food, etc. And y'all know a bit about me too. Y'all know I'm righteous, female, vegetarian, in a relationship with an anemic bear, have an evil boss and co-worker, I sew, cook, my mother is crazy, and so on... Bloggers ALWAYS drag those in their ciphers into the genre. I'm not posting pics of other people or calling specific names. I respect folks. But I do not live in a bubble. And I suspect even if I did, the bubble would bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it also calls more interesting details into play. Like I previously said, I have been blogging for years, months and days. Why is it only recently folks have issues? I suspect because said folks are new to my cipher. Ironically, these same people lives revolve around the same internet that I move in. I remember a blog I wrote on MySpace sometime ago where I referenced an interaction between me and a friend. I might have put more of her business in the street than she would have cared for, but I didn't call her name. Said friend subscribes to my blog and instantly recognized herself in it. She called me and we talked for a minute. Not a bad conversation but an informative one. We are still friends. And it wasn't a bad blog, nor was it about me judging her for anything. It was about how I felt in a given situation that she just happened to be in as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is this... Why do people even think they have the right to question me on blog content? I can write what I want. I can see if I misquote a degree or make a typo, that people would make knowledge born. People do. But if you don't like my blogs, don't read them, post your objections or contact me personally if you know me. I didn't realize that this common sense logic would not be obvious to people. Especially Original people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs are slices of people's lives. My suggestion to those not wanting to ever appear in one, is to stop making friends. And since you cannot control anyone but yourself, end the friendships that you have and become an agoraphobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go on people. Blog about me. I encourage you too! Send me an email to let me know about it. And i will show you how civilized people get down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLSPEarth@gmail.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-2191195444591891624?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/2191195444591891624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=2191195444591891624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2191195444591891624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2191195444591891624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6114640448618324623</id><published>2010-12-20T13:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T13:43:46.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House Earth Update!</title><content type='html'>Peace Y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just completed my week of House-Earthing and I must say, I was successful at my endeavor. How I define success, is that my house is clean to my satisfaction, and I'm not resentful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I didn't do all the prescribed chores on the prescribed days. i suspected that might happen and allowed myself some looseness. But I made up for it. And last night found me dusting after the rally so that I pronounce my home "clean". So what. It's done ain't it? It also freed me up to participate in my hobbies without guilt. I think by and large that is the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I've learned from this little ongoing experiment is also applicable to the folks that constantly accuse me of writing about them in my blogs...&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ORGANIZATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6114640448618324623?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6114640448618324623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6114640448618324623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6114640448618324623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6114640448618324623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/house-earth-update.html' title='House Earth Update!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4790926533953365367</id><published>2010-12-15T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T19:52:09.194-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14:14'/><title type='text'>50's House Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;ik=8b7126c779&amp;view=att&amp;th=12ceca31e470927f&amp;attid=0.1&amp;disp=inline&amp;realattid=1355242829287260160-1&amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1712px; height: 2560px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;ik=8b7126c779&amp;view=att&amp;th=12ceca31e470927f&amp;attid=0.1&amp;disp=inline&amp;realattid=1355242829287260160-1&amp;zw" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace from the Regular East!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 years ago, when I was a newlywed, My late husband and I agreed that which ever of us cooked (he could cook, but was VERY messy) the other would clean up after. Now as with any agreement, you know that there will be mitigating factors that could render that agreement null and void. I picked up a part time job that had me out of the house from 6 am to nearly 12am. He just had his regular 9-5.  I saw that as a mitigating factor. Unfortunately, my husband didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home from work at midnight one morning, and was informed that there were dishes in the sink to wash. I looked to verify. It was true. But I neither had the strength or inclination to wash them. He didn't even cook anything for me. But he was like, a deal is a deal. Emphatically Now Cipher! I just slept and did wardrobe changes there. I didn't have to even go in the kitchen. I made enough gold to eat out at will. And since he was being so stank, I stopped buying groceries. I figured if he ran out of food he would stop messing up the kitchen. Also, since he was so fastidious about so many things, I assumed he would get tired of the filth and clean up HIS OWN mess. I watched him go from eating off plates, to bowls, to saucers to tea cups to napkins. He stood his ground and  so did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have to work the second job on Fridays and got home around 6-ish. Except this particular Friday I had a meeting at the church. When I got to the house around 9-ish, there were no parking spaces available. That was indicative of someone having company since most of my neighbors had driveways. When I looked up to where our apartment window was, I saw that it was US that had company. I got to the top of the stairs (we rented the 2nd floor in a BIG assed house) and realized that every single one of my in-laws was in my house. I looked at the door to the kitchen and could see the light on. Dread washed over me. At that moment, my mother-in-law emerged through said door and smiled at me and waved me over. She whispered in my ear, "I took care of that little problem in your kitchen." The horror! I was speechless but tried to come up with some bullshit that she was going to accept. I knew telling her that her son was responsible was not going to fly. Even though we were cool, her son was the apple of her eye and could do no wrong. She then gave me a bit of advice that I use to this day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, I know you young people have to work these days, but IF YOU DO A LITTLE BIT EACH DAY, IT ALL GETS DONE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a clean house and generally keep one. The way that used to work for me was to block off unused rooms and cook very little. The only rooms that got used regularly were my bathroom, bedroom and to a small degree kitchen and den. I could clean the kitchen when I was done with it and swifter the floor. Seriously, I had empty rooms! So for me to clean the house and have it sparkling didn't take that much of an effort and could be done quickly one morning of a weekend. Well.... I now live with a bear. And this bear lives all over the house. I can't get it together like I used to. Now I cook... REAL MEALS.. every night when I get home from work. And the washing machine is on every few days when it used to be on twice a month. I have fallen way behind in my duty to keep my home. I need a plan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a avid blog reader. And I have noticed a trend with the blogs I frequent. The 50's housewife experiments. This interest is probably peaked from Mad Men, no doubt. Plus I do a lot of vintage blogs. MM makes that time seem idyllic for white people. What that is, is these women will treat there husbands and their homes like wives would have done in the 50's. Yes, all of the blogs that I have read where these women have done this were white, so I'm thinking that white women in the 50's had different lives from Black women in the 50's. But I feel the premise is the same, and I will do this for a minute and make the essential changes but try to keep the essence of the challenge. Y'all know I like a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have been able to gather about the lifestyle of a 50's housewife from blogs, articles, TV and old people is that back in the 50's a woman did EVERY-DAMN-THING  in the house. A man went to work and that's it. He put in an 8 hour day and for that he was rewarded with dinner, a martini, a clean home and dutiful children named Kitty, Wally and The Beaver. He might have to do a weekly yard bid, but other than that a man's life was gravy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother tells me about my grandmother. How she never worked. But she was able to get that laundry hung before the sun rose for 4 people every Monday. She didn't have a washing machine so she was out in the dead of morning, firing up a big pot, washing clothes by hand, with the soap she made herself (I wonder when she found time to do that since she never worked?), and getting them hung. Then going back in the house to make breakfast and lunches for her family before she went out to tend the hogs on the hog farm that my grandfather kept. Hogs was a side gig for my grandfather Who only looked after them when there was a problem or during selling or slaughtering time. The day to day care came from MaMa.  Then she tended a 'garden' that was the size of the plot that my house sits on, and had lunch and dinner ready for folks when they got home from the field and school. Every meal they ate she grew, cooked and possibly helped kill, and the house was always clean and perfect. But she never worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the 50's housewife strategies was to develop a routine for chores. I recognize that I will not get it all done in a day. So that works out well for me. I used a common routine from the 50's of how them housewives got down. Here is the tentative list. I will tweak it until it works for me.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday........ Dust&lt;br /&gt;Monday........ Litter&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday....... Vacuum&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday... Bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;Thursday...... Grocery shopping and meal planning for the week&lt;br /&gt;Friday.......... Laundry&lt;br /&gt;Saturday...... Mop, change sheets&lt;br /&gt;Everyday...... Pick up, cook, tend the plants, wind the clock, trash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monthly Chores (I do this 1/month)&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the stairs&lt;br /&gt;Change the Litter&lt;br /&gt;Clean The Refrigerator&lt;br /&gt;Polish the silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarterly&lt;br /&gt;Ovens&lt;br /&gt;Change the filter in the furnaces (depending on usage)&lt;br /&gt;Wash windows&lt;br /&gt;Changed external bedding&lt;br /&gt;Change batteries in smoke detectors&lt;br /&gt;Redecorate according to season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this challenge on Monday. So I'm only 3 days into things. I recognize that I am not being the ideal 50's housewife because I'm working. Bad Serenity! So I can't meet the God with a martini and dinner at the door. I also don't cook him breakfast of make his lunch. I'm a Black 50's housewife. Machete improvise. I do make my own lunch, though. I did litter on Monday, and vacuumed last night. I picked up all over the house and cooked a meal from scratch. We are vegetarians and I made smothered chick-un seitan (60 minutes on the stove alone!) mashed potatoes (from scratch) and calaloo. I cheated with the calaloo and made that from a can. But I had to have veggies on the plate. All of it was vegan. I still struggle back and forth with the vegan-vegetarian thing. I want to get us in the habit of taking our meals together at the table. The bear is resisting. (Help me out folks by sending the encouraging comment for that one!) I cheated a bit and started my laundry. That was more out of necessity than just trying to be contrary. I will put the laundry away on Friday. By next Monday I should have a shiny clean and perfect house, at least on the inside. (I can see I'm going to hate Wednesdays) The Bear can do the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the apron in the picture maybe 6 years ago? I must have always had a little 50's housewife in me. I am going to stay mindful of the challenge by wearing the apron when I'm getting my housewife on. Maybe the 1st thing I need to do is iron it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4790926533953365367?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4790926533953365367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4790926533953365367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4790926533953365367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4790926533953365367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/50s-house-earth.html' title='50&apos;s House Earth'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-8276210674988949740</id><published>2010-12-10T16:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T16:45:27.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1:14'/><title type='text'>1:14</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. It is beneath my abilities. I have a crazy coworker. And my male boss is going through menopause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this, but I have not been able to find anything else. And I have grown woman bills. I Just can't walk out.  So I close my mouth, do what is outlined in my job description and get the hell out of here as soon as possible. It's a shame too. I have been working here for 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss is always looking for some reason to engage me. I normally I smile and nod and do the politically correct banter.  I wanted to make a tidbit of knowledge born for him; that if he wanted to fire me, I wouldn't be angry. All I want is my letter of separation so that I won't have to wait on my unemployment. If I was unemployed I could get some health insurance through medicaid and food stamps. I wouldn't just linger on it. I'm too fancy for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo.... We had a bit of a falling out. I took everything that was personal and took it home. My desk looks like it did on the 1st day I started working here. No proof that anyone works here. It looks like the spare server desk. I was so angered yesterday that while he was yelling at me... for being defensive while being yelled at... I had to recite degrees in my head to keep from punching him in the nose (such an easy target). When I got to the Knowledge degree of the 1-14, I paused. Yeah there a lot of degrees in front of that one.  Bitch-assed mother fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't the devil settled on the best part of the planet Earth?&lt;/span&gt; Well what is my best part? My best part are my mental faculties, personality and such. Yeah I look good and got some good parts, but I am so much more and better than that. One of the things that pisses my devil boss off is, he can only control what I do while I'm here to some degree. He did get mad when I went 3/4ths, but that was 3 years ago and legally he can't do anything to me for renouncing Christianity for something else. This ain't no religious job. He has no control over my thoughts. Many times he has stated that he wants me to feel a certain way. Does that sound as ridiculous to anyone other than me? I do my job, I am polite, often friendly and I go home. For that I am paid. Case closed. You don't have the right to ask me to feel anything. As long as I do what I'm paid for, my feelings are my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I got from 120....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the Earth belongs to the Original man...&lt;/span&gt; Yes it does. My feelings are shared with the God.  No one else has no business expecting any parts of that. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And knowing the devil is weak and wicked....&lt;/span&gt; Yes and yes. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There wouldn't be any peace among them....&lt;/span&gt; And there isn't. This Earth hates that devil and if he was about to get get hit by a car, I wouldn't clear my throat. Now here is the part that caught my attention.... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So he put them on the worst part...&lt;/span&gt; I would say that the worst part is that superficial fakeness that is given to people I either don't know or don't like. Pretty much my ass is available for you to kiss if I neither know or like you. So that's what the devil/boss gets. Superficial adherence to the job description that we have agreed upon when I started working here. That's it no more, no less. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And the best part he preserved ever since he made it....&lt;/span&gt; That's for my cipher peeps  not his punk ass.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The best part is in Arabia at the Holy city of Mecca....&lt;/span&gt; I always see that to mean that which is in the core of me. Arabia is a country at the root. And Mecca is a city within said country. So that core of me at the root... my mental, my emotions, that which makes me other than a robot is that part I keep for my loved ones. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE COLORED MAN OR CAUCASIAN MAN IS THE DEVIL....&lt;/span&gt; And don't you forget that! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Arabia is in the far east...&lt;/span&gt; East in a lot of cultures and systems represents the direction of the mind. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And is bordered by the Indian Ocean...&lt;/span&gt; A body of water (emotions) that experiences the warmest currents (pleasant feelings) of all the big oceans. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;On the South side...&lt;/span&gt; South is the direction of passion. And for some reason my degree has South and East capitalized. So I put more emphasis on the significance of the directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would prefer for the God to keep me from the devil by earning all the gold we need. But I recognize the world doesn't work like that now a days. I am accustomed to a certain standard of living and I am over-educated. I have had the opportunity to be a 'stay at home wife' and I prefer to have a reason to leave the house. So I don't mind working. I just don't like that I am trapped in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.... So you know what I do in my spare time?  So if you know of something in the metro Atlanta area... And I cannot make any less than 50K, (Like I said, I got a doctorate and grown woman bills) hit an Earth up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLSPEarth@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Eliminate&lt;br /&gt;All&lt;br /&gt;C@(!Suckers&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-8276210674988949740?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/8276210674988949740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=8276210674988949740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8276210674988949740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8276210674988949740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/114.html' title='1:14'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7642822938452167921</id><published>2010-12-09T19:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T19:41:11.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconveniences</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a post on my righteous brother blog (http://mindtogrind.wordpress.com/)about the joys of customer service in the Black community. I feel like I gotta add on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if this is some bullshit perpetuated on our people by our people or what? But I get real pissed when I do the right thing and the Black people in the cipher try to explain away their foolishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a house. The household garbage comes on Mondays and Thursdays. The yard debris is taken on Tuesdays. The recycling on Wednesdays. Why is it when ever I have yard debris, I have to call them jokers to tell them it's out there? Even with that, they may or may not come when requested. That makes no damn sense to me. If I call and say that there is yard waste out there you come and get it. This morning, after 2 calls, I spoke with yet another person. She said that the reason they miss my house is because I put my debris in cans rather than bags. I have a copy of the paperwork in my wallet. yes I carry it around because I get bullshit like this all the damn time about my recycling. I read to her the passage that said that I could put my leaf debris in a can. She said that the cans had to be less than 40lbs. I said they are... and they are leaves in the cans not bricks. It ain't never going to be 40lbs. Also I pointed out that we leave the lids off so that people can see that it's leaves. These lazy asses mother jumpers just ain't coming through. I only have 2 cans and I'm not buying any more. I bought those cans to satisfy yard and household debris. Which means  can't put my trash out because the cans are full. I shouldn't be forced to purchase paper bags for leaf collection. It is environmentally irresponsible (and probably not kosher) to buy bag after bag to dispose of leaves. I listened to her argument, pointed out the passage where it says I can use cans and suggested that her department do their jobs. She hung up, but I had her number.  I just called back and placed a complaint against the entire department that chick in particular AND I faxed a copy over and put yet another copy in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to get my nails done on Tuesday. If you get your nails done long term, you know that them nail techs are always wanting you to spend your money on a new set. Which is way more expensive than a fill. I have had the pleasure of harassment from techs after just 2 weeks from a new set. I have been getting my nails done REGULARLY since 1993. I know myself to be the best knower of when I need a new set. Normally the techs do what you ask them to. But Tuesday I rolled up on a tech that was aggressively insisting that I get a new set. I told him not at this present time. Probably later. He got so angry, he raised up on me like he was going to fight me. I laughed, reached for the knife and stun gun. I was going to enjoy that shit. I'm stressed anyway and am looking for a way to release it. What? Unfortunately this chick got between us and said that he was refusing me service since I wasn't going to acquiesce to their recommendations. I left. But guess what? There is a nail solon on every corner. Sometimes 2. I went to the next salon, got my nails did, and went back tot he 1st salon. He saw me and said, "You came back for a full set?" I showed him my freshly done nails, smiled and gave him the finger from each hand. Then I left again. I never said a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I paid my property taxes in person, I was a little miffed. I pay a LOT in taxes. I really can't see why. I know people with bigger houses on bigger lots that pay less. Also, a big chunk of property taxes go towards the public schools. I don't have any children. So I'm paying for.....? If I was old I would get a discount. If I had children in private school I would get a voucher. But me with no children, I have to pay. Anywho... I was in there bitching, but I was also in there writing a check. The CSR said to me, "It's your turn. Somebody paid for your education." Really? she gets to speak to me like this? I politely informed her that (a) I wasn't from GA so my education wasn't her business and (b) somebody did pay for my education. My mother! I went to private school ALL of my life. Then I got into her face and asked her for her response. She had nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of these offenses were perpetrated my devils. That gets a special post. But these are Original people doing there own people wrong. Y'all are SUPPOSED to pick up the trash, I was PAYING to get my nails done, I wasn't asking for anything for free. And I had paid the taxes. Don't get in my face after the fact! I bet if I was a shedevil, folks would be on better behavior and not make me have to deal with your bullshit. Bit I don't suffer in silence. Your ways and actions are dirty, I'm going to make knowledge born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7642822938452167921?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7642822938452167921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7642822938452167921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7642822938452167921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7642822938452167921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/inconveniences.html' title='Inconveniences'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4154720515609031973</id><published>2010-12-08T18:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T07:29:18.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Present History or Koran</title><content type='html'>Peace People,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was building with this dude who came into the office today. He and I have history. Not romantic, but platonic. Last year he was a vegetarian for 3 months. You have to start somewhere. But he is a single man and it was hard for him to maintain, being a single and working all the time. Now he is back on his meat grind complete with the swine. He asked me how I managed to maintain so long and I had to laugh. If all I was a vegetarian then maybe I could see me having difficulty. I thought I should blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then... Which blog to post it? The healthy blog? The righteous blog? The sewing blog? The socially responsible blog? All my blogs have different readers. So..... I'll hit y'all all up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Serenity.... At this present history or Koran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) I am a decade long vegetarian. I go in and out with veganism and raw food. I really don't think for me raw food is sustainable for long term consumption. I think it's better in the summer months than in the cooler ones. For one reason, I can't eat cold food in cold weather and vice versa. The way around that is in heated environments. I think I would like to be more raw and vegan, but cheese is a tricky dicky temptation. We shall see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) I don't wear pants. I stopped wearing pants 5 years ago. I felt like my feminine energy was being suppressed. I force myself to be more lady like by wearing skirts and dresses. And by George, it works. I am very lady like now. It has affected the way I walk and sit. That has in turn affected my mannerisms which in turn has affected my speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) I rarely buy clothes new. I completed a year-long shopping fast, now I turn to the thrift store or better yet, my sewing machine for new clothes needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) I don't take medicine unless I see no other way, like I'd die without it. that extends to most vitamins. I rather get the nutrients through food or teas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) I do most of my shopping for food at health food stores, farmers markets and specialty stores. Other stuff I need, I get from cheapo stores like Big lot or Maxway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) I recycle, re-use, and repurpose. So that means I don't buy plastic that I cannot reuse over and over and over and over.... I'm trying to do my part to save the planet. Not because I think the planet is incapable of saving herself, but people need to live in harmony with their surroundings and acknowledge that we have a responsibility to be good stewards of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7) I like to ball and have a balling cee on things. I can be that fabulous fly assed hippy Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) No children. And I'm okay with that. If they come fine, if they don't that's fine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9) I do yoga. Not as much as I'd like to because it's cold and I hate leaving the house when it's cold, but I'm going to get back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10) I try not to wear anything but natural fibers. Everything else irritates my eczema. Unfortunately I have never seen a cotton bra. And I draw the line at making or thrifting lingerie. That gets store bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(11) I study all forms of spirituality. I really have a true affection for Hoodoo/Rootwork/Conjure. Since I'm righteous and don't fear retribution of a mystery god, I will do stuff just for fun. It's a hobby, I have been at if for years, months and days. You scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(12) My hair is loced. It took a minute for me to like it , but now I'm hooked and recommend it. Since I always wear a headwrap, I don't style it. I still love it though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(13) I really go all out with the 3/4ths thing. I rarely leave the house with out my head wrapped. If I do, it's by accident. Some chicks have asked to see my hair..... Why? Doesn't matter to me if your righteous or not, if your male or female.... I just don't show it. Eventually, my hair might be too long to keep from being wrapped fully. Wait on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(14) I have a real bad temper. The dangerous part in that, is people think I'm a punk bitch. SMH. They usually try me and get more than they bargained for. I have no boundaries when fighting. I have been trying to reign it in since my father died. Daddy would never leave his baby girl to rot in jail. My mother, on the other hand, would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(15) I used to smoke and drink. Not anymore. I stopped smoking because my father died from lung cancer. I stopped drinking because I didn't want to be drunk again. And I don't see the purpose of drinking if your not going to get your head smashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(16) I really get annoyed with people who say "I could be a vegetarian" or "I could be righteous." If you could be, and don't, clearly you can't. Stop claiming it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(17) I'm a big girl and I'm not ashamed or apologetic. I'm big, Yes. But I bet I look better than the average thin chick on ANY given day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(18) I suppose I'm conceited too. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(19) I got this thing for vintage. Vintage clothes. Vintage recipes. Vintage activities. i have NO idea where this interest comes from and I'm just as shocked as folks around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(20) I won't buy a foreign car. New or old. I just can't bring myself to do it. I have had 4 cars in my adult life (1 in my adolescent life) and all of them were American made cars. It's just how I get down. And I have never had the drama folks put on American cars. Ain't like people who drive foreign cars never have problems with them. You have to car for them properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(21) I love my Nation so much! But I'm not a revolutionary. My cee on this Nation is it's a personal journey for each individual. I don't have to put myself out there and force folks to my side of the street. But I allow myself to be just visible enough for people to build with me if they choose. But I ain't running out to save the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a completely different person than I was 10 years ago. I expect to be a completely different person in 10 years so I'll be in the constant state of build and destroy. I'm actually looking forward to the new developments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4154720515609031973?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4154720515609031973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4154720515609031973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4154720515609031973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4154720515609031973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-present-history-or-koran.html' title='This Present History or Koran'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6314444169567044007</id><published>2010-12-03T08:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T08:29:51.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconciliation</title><content type='html'>Peace Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I subscribe to butt load of blogs. Nation, cooking, sewing, life and such. And one of my subscriptions posted a build on the new movie "Colored Girls..." by Tyler Perry. I saw the Original play, read the book and was on the fence about the movie. Tyler Perry has this Christian edge to his movies that I don't like. He's a big time now and doesn't need the ground support that I gave him when he was just getting started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspected that this Original blog author was going clown the movie as Black men tend to do. But he didn't. I was shocked... pleasantly shocked. He said that women would leave this movie with a feeling of supportive sisterhood. Meaning that the movie reinforces the reliance of Black women on other Black women. But this is what he said that threw me. He said, and I'm paraphrasing, that this type of feeling would not lead to the reconciliation between Black men and the Black women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is a genre out there that makes Black men look bad. Movies and books like The Color Purple and Push/Precious shows Black men at there absolute worse. I have built with Black men why they take such issue with said movies and they say it is because they show them in such a poor light and it's usually at the hands of women that this is done. They feel betrayed by us. Some of the story should be kept hidden so the look good to the rest of the world. That's a load of crap. I see that as "hit dog will holler" syndrome. Black women are portrayed as whores, sluts and money grubbing bitches according to the Hip Hop industry. Women holler all day long for them to stop and they don't. Stop using the argument that only the good stories need to get out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an advocate that Black men and women need to come together. But it's not women preventing this. And it's not slavery either. I have noticed first in the Christian community now in the so-called conscious community, that when reconciliation is called for, all the sacrifices are asked of the women. Western Black women need to re-check their attitudes. Western Black women need to learn how to be submissive. Western Black women need to open up to polygamous relationships. Why is it all the sacrifices have to be made by the women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me make a bit of knowledge born.... Western Black women still have options. And we know this. We have been holding things down for generations. You offer us nothing in exchange for these sacrifices. We are the most attractive women on this continent. We will still be in relationships and still make Original babies regardless to whether or not western Black men decide to partner with us permanently. So that so-called compromise is not going to work. With those being the only options, I have to ask if you even want it to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure, but I don't think it's Black women that stopping the reconciliation. I don't think it's Black men either. I think we don't know what we want. We aren't clear of what makes a good functional relationship. We have bought too deeply in the American dream of lust, romance, affection and happily ever after. Those are fairy tales. In my mind, I compare this to the civil rights movement. Folks fought and died for the right to do the things white people did thinking that that would make them happy. It didn't. It wasn't and still isn't right and natural for us. The same principle is applicable to relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see nothing wrong with arranged marriages. Those folks don't go into the contract (and that's all it is) with the expectation of a fairy tale. They recognize that marriage/relationships are one of mutual respect and they aren't easy. I have been married and as much as I loved my late husband I had a plan to kill him and hide the body. But we had made a commitment that we would stay together. And we did. I now have that same type of commitment with the God. It ain't always easy. It ain't always gonna be easy, but we have agreed to be celestial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bring it to a forum, a round table discussion and underground movement. I'll be there taping it and putting it on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Here is the link to the Original Post....&lt;br /&gt;http://atlantisschool.blogspot.com/2010/11/classes-dianetics-and-colored-girls.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6314444169567044007?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6314444169567044007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6314444169567044007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6314444169567044007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6314444169567044007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/reconciliation.html' title='Reconciliation'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5770315446241007316</id><published>2010-12-01T13:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T13:42:48.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? A Racist?</title><content type='html'>Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been accused of being racist. That's funny. Me, and Original woman, living in the Wilderness of North America has been accused of being racist. Actually, that makes me a double minority!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I find interesting is that people from all over the globe look down on American Black folks like they are the scum of the Earth. If we aren't athletes or rappers then we must all be stealing, drug using, prostituting, project living, uneducated drains on society. But I am a racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm told that perception is my race's own fault. That that's how we get down. Really? Do you know all of us? That logic implies that white people commit no crime. White people never do anything wrong? Y'all know that there are more white people on welfare than minorities. If it was just us, the government would cut it off. There are more Black men in college than in prison. Statistics can be skewed to support the view of the whoever paid for it. My Culture degree in the 1:10 says that there are 103 million white people in this country verses the Understanding degrees 19 million. That's about 5:1 white to Black. I'm thinking for Black people to commit the level of atrocities that we are blamed for, ALL of us need to be out there working hard at debauchery 24/7. But I am a racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cool and have been cool with many white people through out my life. I have had some to even save my life. But at the end of the day, I am reminded &lt;strong&gt;BY THEM &lt;/strong&gt;that they are white and I am not. I had a dear friend who I used to go to school with. She and I spoke every day. I used to go to her home and share social equality with her family. That was not easy for me. She resided in a lily white area of Jersey and I had constant unwanted police escorts to and from her home. When I invited her to my wedding, she didn't come to the ceremony. She just giggled and asked if I really thought she would come to Paterson? But I am a racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A white man stood in the middle of the highway to protect me and my car from getting hit. Then made a power move to get me to let him come home with me at 2 am. Really? This man was a stranger, a kind stranger, but still a stranger yet and still. The police had to force him to leave me alone. But I am a racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a professor I was insulted by a a student who thought that all Black people had no taste. And that I had to have had a ghetto wedding. When faced with the proof of the opulence of my special day, this child retreated by saying, "Well since I wasn't there, I can't be sure that it actually happened." Really? I would fake a video and pictures so that a white child with less education, less grooming could be impressed? But I am a racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once went out with a group of white friends to a party. This was their party. They contracted with the location. They made the arrange met for food and alcohol. I was an invited guest. There were other white people there. As a matter of fact, most of the people there where white people. There were 3 Black people there. We always count and make eye contact when we are in small numbers like that. I do it just to make sure I have an alibi. Because according to white people, all Black people look alike. Those white people tore the place UP! UP! When the party was over, and the venue was a shambles. Who do you think got stopped on the way to the car? There were white people stumbling and falling on the ground, but the police came to our 3 cars and gave us breathalyzer tests. The owner of the spot ran over to us... and I will give him the benefit of the doubt... after all the police were near us.... and asked us who was going to pay for the damages. I politely answered, "The people who you contracted with." But I am a racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm racist because I prefer the company of people who are like me and know me and my predilections? I am racist because when I joke to a group of my peers, I'd prefer to not have to explain why it was funny? I am racist because my Nation calls white people devils? I am racist because I enjoy and maintain cultural mores? But when white people do the same thing they aren't racist? Then that tells me that white folks are the ones making those rules. And since I have my own rules, I'm not falling victim to other peoples. So... I cannot be racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pro-Serenity. I am pro-Precise. I am pro-Trinity. I am pro-NGE. I am pro-family. I am pro-self reliance. I am pro-personal safety And if you have a problem with that, that is your problem. You deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5770315446241007316?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5770315446241007316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5770315446241007316' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5770315446241007316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5770315446241007316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/12/me-racist.html' title='Me? A Racist?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-370496545790652797</id><published>2010-11-29T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T13:51:40.759-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='29:40'/><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 29:40 asks why was Yacub so successful in all his undertakings? that is a question that haunts me. I used to be very successful in anything I put my hand to, but now a days it seems I have had the opposite reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can ask why is Serenity so UN-successful in all her undertakings? I am going to put it on laziness. And loss of focus. But that's going to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being a jack of all trades and master of none I have decided to narrow my focus on things. Yes that will make me less open to things, but the things on my plate will gain a new level of clarity. Once I decide on what to keep and what to disregard I'm going to go hard at the keepers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not notice the new levels of Serenity, especially if you don't know me personally. But trust this. I'm about to go all out. hold on if you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-370496545790652797?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/370496545790652797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=370496545790652797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/370496545790652797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/370496545790652797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/11/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1020396280345353140</id><published>2010-11-25T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T08:17:43.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday and the drama that surrounds it is really irritating my stomach.  For some strange reason, I find myself surrounded by a lot of non-traditional people. Jews, Muslims, and so-called conscious people. I am thinking people only think they know what kind of holiday Thanksgiving is. Let me shed some clarity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is an American holiday. Not a religious holiday. There are a lot people who are ex patriots from other places. They come here and make this their home. But then refuse to celebrate Thanksgiving because they see it as a religious holiday. It isn't. It is a celebration re-enacting the party they had in 1621. Those Pilgrims came here and would have died had not the Native Americans intervened. That's what the holiday is about. Case Closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Christians, as usual, put their stank on it. They put their stank on everything here and no one challenges them. But anyone with eyes can see that it is a commemoration of an event near the founding of this country for white people. That does not make it a religious holiday. There is no St. Thanksgiving. There is no baby turkey in a manger. There is no resurrection of pumpkin pie. It's a day with food and football. Thanksgiving is ONLY offensive to Native Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... Should you not choose to celebrate it, that's fine. Far be it for me to tell you how to handle your business. But actively and vocally choosing to pass on the day means that you are either Anti-American or a Native American. And the NA's are the ones who brought the turkey to the party. Maybe you have good reason to boycott. But don't give the excuse that it isn't your religion. That's a load of bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the day off or the time and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1020396280345353140?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1020396280345353140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1020396280345353140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1020396280345353140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1020396280345353140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1834214915991291658</id><published>2010-11-24T07:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T07:28:37.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 + 2 = Friendship?</title><content type='html'>Peace Good People,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, it's been floating through the atmosphere, the appropriate relationship between men and women. Floating through the atmosphere for all intents and purposes of this writing refers to synchronicity. But I have read more than a few blogs and news articles citing that men and women cannot an should not be platonic friends. I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a woman who feels more comfortable in the presence a men. I was raised in a household where there was more testosterone than estrogen. And I am the baby. My brother and uncles used to have to take me on their rounds because my mother worked a lot. And since I am significant younger than the men in my home, they allowed themselves male freedoms around me, thinking that I was too young to understand. I might have been too young to understand, bit not too young to forget. I learned a lot about male mannerisms from the early men in my life and I even managed to internalize lots of it. Now I am told by several people that I have a 'male' response to a lot of stimuli.' I can see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I notice that when I am surrounded by women, I tend to get annoyed. I recognize women like to sort and analyze feelings, thongs said and unsaid. But I don't. I like to bottom line things so we can move on. I'm not saying that I don't have girly-like tendencies. Precise can bear witness to that fact. But I don't share social equality with any girly-girls. As a matter of fact, most of my female friends are like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precise often says that men and women can't be friends because eventually the man wants to have sex with the woman and that fouls things up. That's why different culture limit the interactions between men and women. For the woman's safety. The God has no sisters and was socialized in a home with a father (male) a brother (male) and the only lone lady in the house.... Mama. He has also reported that he has never had a long term friendship with a woman that he never had sex with. I can see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue as I see it is the question of boundaries. Everybody has them male and female. And everyone has to maintain said boundaries, male and female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dear female friend who is a huge slut. Since she can't fuck me I don't see the problem with being her friend. Folks that know me, know that I'm not a ho. So I don't fall victim to that "ho by association" thing. But do you think I will allow her to come near my man? HELL NO! I never went out on any of the blind dates she ever tried to set me up with either. I never judged he for her whoreishness. She is a grown woman who is cognizant of what she is doing. She loves the Divine I Cee King and I ain't mad at her for it. Boundary = Can't come near my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a female cousin and also a sister in law who is notoriously bad with money. They have sob stories that will bring tears to you eyes. But they never pay you back. Sometimes they pay you back with a bad check that bounces. I have witnessed both of them stealing and/or shoplifting. They have the money sickness. Yet still I love them. But I won't give either one of them chicks a quarter. Nor will I give it to their babies because they have been trained to beg. Boundary = Lend no money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another of my female friends is a champion on home maintenance. She works 2 jobs, has 5 babies, a husband, and cooks for indigent people in her neighborhood. her home is immaculate with all these people in her home. She is a resource and inspiration for me. But she whines. I can only speak with her in snatches. Boundary = whiner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm a do me. My friends no that once I consider them friends I will go all out for them, not including their specific boundary. Seriously, I have lent money, baby sat ill mannered children for weeks at a time, taken and picked folks up from the airport at ridiculous hours of morning. I will do what they need, but.... I won't be shitted on. Dis me one time and your over. I have not a problem saying goodbye to folks and keeping it moving. One of my friends actually had to beg to get back in my good graces, and they weren't all that good. But I was touched by the intensity of how much she wanted to maintain our friendship. Be frigging honest with your intentions. And don't you EVER let me catch you speaking out the other side of you mouth to someone. That won't work out for you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I have boundaries with my women friends, why would it be so hard to maintain boundaries with my male friends? Okay, if I know that you would be amenable to tapping my ass, then we won't get into those situations. Doesn't bother me that men imagine themselves screwing me. It's natural. I imagine myself with most men's money and possessions. And I expect a man that I am in the company to protect me... regardless of whom or what. Is that bad? Like I said, it's natural. I have a 20+ year friend that I'm certain would screw me if given an inkling. I have berated him so much in that arena that we can sleep in the bed together and nothing happens. I don't tempt fate by sleeping undressed, though.... BOUNDARIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really believe that women love gay men and seek their friendships because it is a way for them to engage in a friendship with men without worrying about anything. It is the perfect arrangement is it not? I don't want the men they want and if my man wants a gay man he is not the one for me. And most gay men can really fight. Especially if they haven't begun hormones. How is that for protection. Yes, perfection. Bu the polar opposite doesn't work. For some reason, in my observation, straight Original men don't like homosexuality in any incarnation. If a woman is gay, she's not going to have a crap load of male friends. I wonder why this is? A man's reaction to a gay woman is to rape her. That I don't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women who have male friends are not potential whores. And to the men... I know this will be hard for you to accept... but all women don't want you. There are women that look at you AND your possessions and feel nothing. Men with female friends are not all gay. I bear witness that platonic friendships are possible and function between men and women. You just have to maintain your boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1834214915991291658?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1834214915991291658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1834214915991291658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1834214915991291658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1834214915991291658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/11/1-2-friendship.html' title='1 + 2 = Friendship?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-800108907850656012</id><published>2010-11-23T19:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:49:44.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith and Ignorance</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning on my commute to work, I got into a religious conversation with this dude I carpool with.  He knows I'm a 5%er and I know he is a minister. (No the kind that has a church, but the kind that serves under another) He and I have found an easy comfort with tolerance for each others lifestyles. He is impressed with the amount of Bible and my 1 of Christianity. I have always maintained that when I was savage, I was a very knowledgeable savage. I try not to let the conversation go too far in either direction. Well this morning it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a Christian, I attended church like crazy, but I also attended Christian and Catholic schools. Anyone who has ever attended either KNOWS the the primary goals of said institutions is to turn out good Christians. There was intense indoctrination... I mean classes regarding the tenets of faith. I have often wondered how could any one be a good Christian without all the intense focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a Religion teacher in the 10th grade, Fr Bradley, who told me it was ok for me to have doubts. He said those doubts would lead me to do my own research and that would always bring me back to God. He was right. Teehee. See? Devils can speak the truth. I had another teacher confirm that sin is anything that goes against your conscience. Can you imagine how freeing those particular bits of advice were? It has always allowed me the freedom to not be afraid to explore and experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho... Me and the friend got to talking about the virgin birth and the resurrection. And I told him that I never bought into those two beliefs. To me they seemed like a ploy to make the Christian God look better than any of the other Gods that were being worshiped at the time. I was more impressed that Jesus took an ass-whipping for folks he didn't know, who might have not been born yet all while being the Son of god. He could, theoretically, at anytime gotten up and bounced. I wish folks would read their Bibles with some objectivity they would see that Jesus never came to bring salvation to the gentiles. He came to reform the Jews. He didn't care one way or the other  whether gentiles caught his words. Yeah, he shared social equality with them, but who exclusively builds within their own group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jews have never disputed the existence of "other" gods. They just claim that their god is the best. The early Christian movement was not about converting the gentiles to Christianity. Christianity is not even a term they used. The disciples that walked with our righteous brother in the physical, had no intention of starting a NEW religion. There was nothing wrong with there old one. In fact there were insisting that gentiles who wanted to get on board covert to Judaism. It was Paul who argued against that rule. Paul knew that grown gentile men would have a problem with being circumcised... and they should. Paul and Peter actually argued about this. And Peter won... briefly. Peter was left in charge of the official movement (making him the 1st pope) until he was martyred. This didn't stop Paul. He started his own churches (epistles). And eventually these gentiles out numbered the Jews and BOOM you have Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My carpooler could not dispute any of this. I was pulling out scripture out of my ass. It kind of felt good to show and prove this with his own Bible. He countered me with something I could not fight..... Faith. The substance of things hoped for the evidence of things not seen. Faith trumps proof every time. Because faith doesn't need anything for it to be real for the people that have it. He said that he doesn't allow himself to believe anything that goes against what he has already set in his mind. He said I allowed outside things to interfere with my faith and that's why I lost it. He prays for me daily. I had nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing because there was nothing to be said. This is a grown assed 50 something year old man, that would probably kick my ass rather than to look at his Bible in a critical way. Yes, I showed him in his own Bible where I based my information on, but he was unwilling to accept it. And why? Because he believes that faith is it's own reward. WOW... this is why Christianity is the big money maker it is now a days. It's sells NOTHING to the masses and in turn the masses reward it with 10% sometimes more of their salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I shall wait to see if we will still carpool. I must say I am disappointed. Disappointed because nothing this grown man will ever say to me will hold any water since I bear witness that he needs no proof to lay his life down for something. I would be a 10%er if I used that to my advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-800108907850656012?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/800108907850656012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=800108907850656012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/800108907850656012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/800108907850656012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/11/faith-and-ignorance.html' title='Faith and Ignorance'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-450528957517298927</id><published>2010-11-22T13:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T13:11:59.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies Only</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at any particular person. Just in general. Let me go on to explain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in this world. For the most part I have lived in this world solo. I don't have any children, a bad and  inconsistent relationship with my family and a lot of close relatives are dead. It seems that after a certain point in life, holidays are no longer be about an individual but about babies. That's stupid. Not everyone has babies, or even wants them. But if you don't have babies, things like holidays and many social organizations find you usless. That is, unless you want to labor for other people's babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize that 'it takes a village to raise a child.' But that statement alone implies that people serve different roles... And should. Yes you have the teacher that recognizes your potential and takes steps to further you along your journey. But that same teach does not have to provide food clothing and shelter for you. Yes there may be a special extended relative that teaches you hsi trade. But he isn't responsible for paying your way through college. Maybe there was someone form the block that looked out for you and kept you from getting beat up. That same person is not expected to leave you money in their will. BOUNDARIES PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not anti-children. Seriously. I love children. But my love for a child is not like a parent's love for their child and it shouldn't be. My Nation is big on the babies. Babies are the greatest! And I ain't mad. I'm willing to put in the work in to leave a legacy for the babies. But does that mean I want to inundated with other people's children? No. I'm not ashamed to say that.  And I say No for many reasons. The bottom line is I don't want to. Nor should I want to. Being a "mother of civilization" is not the same as being a "mother to a civilization." Example... I own a house. I don't see people who don't live in houses coming over to the rest to aid me in the maintenance, or pay any of the bills. No one has ever asked. The only people who assist in the maintenance of my home are the people who live there or have a vested interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago my co-worker lost his wife. He has 2 children. I was very supportive of him when his wife died. But those children aren't mine. I don't owe them anything.He makes way more money than I do. And those children receive SS from his deceased wife and their 2 homes were paid off with the accidental death insurance. I would be a damn fool to come out of pocket for his children. His daughter went as far to tell me what she wanted me to purchase for her for Christmas. I politely explained to her that I wasn't getting her anything. Yeah, she was angry, but she got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another co-worker of mine daughter graduated from high school a few years ago. Now I'm sure y'all are not unfamiliar with having a co-worker that takes very little for you to break the law and do them harm? This co-worker is that type of chick. She posted her daughter's graduation invitation on the bulletin board. It hurts me to say hi and bye to this chick, why would I buy her daughter a graduation present? This woman actually got angry with me. I heard her 18 year old daughter expaining that I was under no responsibility to purchase her a gift.... And a small child shall lead them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the holidays are rolling around. Ok. And this year I don't have to spend them solo. Cool. But lets be real,these holidays as are most holidays all about children. Oh, they say it's about family, but do the knowledge, who are the ones that benefit from all the activity? Who gets new clothes, new toys and who are the ones have all the fun? The children. Who does all the work paying for it, cooking food and hustling to get everything together? Now I don't want you think I'm mad about that. I loved the holidays when I was a child. I appreciate the effortthe old people put in to make them memorable. And as an adult, I'm glad that I made the holidays relevant for my parents. But as an adult, with no children, and no desire to spend my gold on other people's children, I find holidays useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I wonder why does it take something to prompt people into doing something nice for people or visiting their families? If I wanted to see my mother and eat with her, I could do that anytime. I don't have to wait for a special occasion. If I want to get the God a gift, I could do that any time as well. I don't have to wait for something special.  If I had children, why would I wait until the end of the year to lavish gifts on them? What's wrong with March or August?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God and I were having a conversation about exactly what we were going to celebrate not just for the impending days but for the days to come. What were we going to pass on to the babies that doesn't seem like a mockery of our culture. We don't celebrate Christmas, Ramadan or Chanukah. Our babies will have to get over the fact that their savage contemporaries are going to have a free for all and they aren't. But that doesn't mean they will be left wanting for stuff. They will get it. Just not for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are considering celebrating, instead of observing  Kwanzaa. If we do, we will personalize it, but keep it similar enough for folks to recognize it. Instead of using the Swahili terms for the principles, we will use English, since that's what we speak. The principles will be discussed in context to that day's Supreme Mathematics. We will change the last principle, since we don't do 'faith.' We won't be dressing in African garb. Since I already have the stuff, I will put that up and burn the candles. Maybe I can convince the 7 to paint a Universal on the kinara I already have. We will have a meal every night together and exhange small gifts. We'll see how we like it. B.U.T. as I browze the internet what do I find? A whole bunch of activities for children and very little for adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see why this time of year people tend to commit suicide. If you are alone and do not wish to be, this time of year is UNPLEASANT. Take it from me. I've run through that desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember after my 1st husband died, the church that we attended was having all these family activities. Simply because I was a solo individual meant that I could not participate in these events. I was okay with that, but the church was trying hard to keep me distracted. I didn't ask for that. They said I could work the events rather than enjoy them. Really? That church went as far to exclude me from several of their events. Seeing me alone was bringing them down. Then I was told that I had to marry any old man (seriously, it was any old single penis possessor) because it was 'unsafe' having a single woman around. Do I need to tell you that that was not the church I was attending when I let Christianity go? I may have been a savage Christian, but I wasn't a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need to stop behaving like everyone has this internal responsibility to give their all for children that aren't theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-450528957517298927?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/450528957517298927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=450528957517298927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/450528957517298927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/450528957517298927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/11/babies-only.html' title='Babies Only'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1030108012468351220</id><published>2010-11-19T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:42:31.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9:14'/><title type='text'>Rehabilitation</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within our Nation we always have issues that never really go away. The question of Earths. Mecca. The mythology of the the Father. And how should we interact with the devil. I suppose the reason these issues never really go away is because as time changes the perspective on these issues change. Women are way more liberated and have more options than we did in the late 60's early 70's. As the date of the father's assassination gets further and further away, there won't be folks to bare witness that he actually existed and can give real life testimony to how he did in the physical. And white people.... It is more common now a days for Original people to have shared regular social equality with devils so the perspective is different than when T.H.E.M. authored the degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't the one. I don't trust devils and I do not wish to share my social equality with them. I get enough of them jokers when I am outside of the kingdom. That is something good I learned from my mother. Never to trust the devil. She never willingly invited them into our home. NEVER. But sometimes they would invite themselves. Should that happen, Mommie wasn't overtly blunt and said, "Get the hell out", but they got the message and bounced. She didn't play that and neither do I. My late husband lost his job, not because he did a poor job, but because he bragged on our possessions and lifestyle. Them devils he worked with as much as joked with him when they let him go to the tune of, "Well what are you going to do now?" We had just bought a house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Born degree of the 1:14 implies that the devil can be rehabilitated. Hmmm... Rehabilitate is an interesting word. Oxford describes it as restoring effectiveness of normal life by training after illness or imprisonment; or restore privileges or reputation or proper condition. Essentially one that has fallen off (devil) can get restored. And buy falling off, I mean they are as debased as can be imaginable. And there is all kinds of proof that the devil is nasty. All of the rules in the Torah and all the restrictive rules of Islam. And lets not forget they have more WBC's than Original people.The premise behind rehabilitation could lead you to say since they fell off once, what's stopping them from falling off again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the devil can labor 35-50 years to TRY to do like the Original man. That way he can come amongst us and we won't kill him as quickly. I think folks misunderstand this degree. WE need to take charge of the process of adjusting these devils so that they can share our social equality. Not just take their words on face value that they are 'cool' with Original people. Devils need to show and prove that they are cleaned up and intend to stay cleaned up before we get all cookie crunch with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on in the degree it state should they f up the relationship with us, their heads should be taken off by sword. Their heads, not their hands or feet. Not their genitals. Their heads. You know why. Because should someone sever your head from your body, you won't survive that. It is a definitive way to end a relationship. There is no re-attachment or resuscitation. It's over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a self confessed executioner. Should someone piss me off, they are gone. Never to return. I can close a door like no one else. I've have been told that it's the nature of a Scorpio. Oh well. Gone is gone, dead is dead, ex is ex. No backsies. I might relent with my physical fam, but not really. I have relatives that KNOW they can't borrow money or stay in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kills me is how quickly we allow the devil within our interior and let them in on the secrets. But when they are shown and proven to have revealed the secret, they get off with a light slap. Then the wronged parties remark, "Well they are the devil. Can't be mad with them for being true to their nature." Yes you can! In particularly the ones who you have allowed to come close to the fire. Those jokers need their heads cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1030108012468351220?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1030108012468351220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1030108012468351220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1030108012468351220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1030108012468351220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/11/rehabilitation.html' title='Rehabilitation'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4322158369554874181</id><published>2010-11-18T13:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T13:06:56.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Horror-Days......</title><content type='html'>Peace Family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holidays are almost upon us. I always have issues on the holidays. They never go right for me. Part of the reason is because I have a severely dysfunctional family. Maybe all families are dysfunctional and I just don't know it. I always seem to spend the holidays with my own people. And frankly, I'm comparing them to the people I see on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one Thanksgiving, not too long ago, where in just that one day, I found out that (1) my brother had an illegitamite child, (2) my baby cousin (aged 25) had been in jail, (3) my cousin and her husband were swingers and (4) my father MAY have raped my mother which caused me to be conceived. DAMN. I had the WTF look on my face the whole day. I couldn't take it. I bounced early and drove 4 hours home. My mother was offended because I was supposed to stay with her for the weekend. But I was afraid of what else I was to learn about my people. And I can always tell when my mother has purchased me an expensive gift. She gives me her entire ass to kiss; which I won't, then she takes her gift back. Yeah... the holidays aren't good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's holiday will be the 1st spent with the God. I mean we were together last Christmas, but it doesn't really count because no one came but us. And we don't even celebrate Christmas. We went for better homes and gardens. My mother had run all the people away and my religious relatives aren't speaking to me since I let go of Jesus. One of the reasons why folks don't like sharing holiday social equality with my mother is because she is too bossy.  She wants to eat dinner at 12, and folks out and her house cleaned up by 4. She doesn't allow folks to take plates, and if you bring people, they better make decent contributions or she will talk hashly about and to them. A good thing about my mother is she takes no shorts and she will give it to you raw. The bad thing is she no longer edits, and you can't stop her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are my experiences, thus far. The thing is I don't know how I as a righteous person feel about Thanksgiving. I know it is not an Original holiday. There aren't any that I can think of off the top of my head that are outside our Nation. And even Nation days aren't celebrated like holidays. I like the getting together of my people, I like the food, and I LOVE that it's a paid holiday. I deserve it, and I ain't giving the money back. But I am not a pilgrim nor am I Native American. I'm not decended from either. So I have no vested interest in the holiday other than getting paid. I can cook food and eat anytime I choose. The God is descended from Native Americans, but he has no real interest or animosity in the holiday either. People have actually said to me that they didn't know that we observed the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is coming to town. She was invited to spend the holiday with my god-sister. We weren't. But now we are. ***sigh*** SMH.... I'm thinking in the future, the holidays will be a big NO. But the cool part about the holidays is Both Thanksgiving and Christmas fall near the last Sunday of the month. I always strive to have a big dinner after a rally. Big enough to invite folks if we are so inclined. It's a way to celebrate who and what we are. And you just feel good after being amongst the righteous people. That should be celebrated with food! Especially since we don't have any other vices like alcohol and smoking. Here in Allah's Garden, there isn't always food on site at the rallies. I get the fors and I also get the againsts. When there is food we share in it and when there isn't we come home and fill up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully in the future when we have a family, they don't feel so left out of the holiday festivites (not that I will care). We will build with the families and keep it respectful, yet we will always be honest about the science behind things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me non-Christians and such.... How are y'all planning to negotiate the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4322158369554874181?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4322158369554874181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4322158369554874181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4322158369554874181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4322158369554874181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/11/horror-days.html' title='Horror-Days......'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6206306568406752165</id><published>2010-11-03T13:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:30:16.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for Letting Me be Myself</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a relatively long conversation with a patient in the office today. He wrote a book about the Negro national Anthem, Lift Every Voice and Sing. It wasn't a pretty book praising James Weldon Johnson. It was actually an expose on the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Black people hold this song near and dear. Not all Black people. I have seen those who can't sing it without the words and I know others Black people who were ignorant to the fact that there was even a Black National Anthem. So I realize that there are folks out there who this may not be their cup of tea. But to be perfectly honest there are Americans across the racial lines who don't know the National anthem or think that it is America the Beautiful. SMH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.... His book is a criticism of the BNA. Hmmm... I have read only excerpts of the book but I am impressed that a 49 year old Black man feels confident enough to criticize one of the long held Black-isms for our people. He's reported that the Black people who have read the book are angry about his viewpoint. I don't think that's fair. Is he not entitled to say and say publicly how he feels? Maybe criticism is the wrong term. Maybe 'question' is better. He opinion is that it is not just a song for Black people, but that it is a song for all people. He says by calling it the BNA, it separates us from white people. The author (has a PhD and is a college professor for music) has researched the song for the last 20 years and he has found no evidence (or hasn't been able to show and prove) that this song was only intended to be used for Black people. That has pissed off a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This being election time, I have been doing the knowledge to different adds that are geared to the Black community. I have gotten phone calls from the "Rapping Rev." Jesse Jackson calling the martyrs names to convince me to vote. And pictures of President Obama's back and saying that we have to catch it. Really? That's how you talk to Black people. Let me share something with you. Not all of us respond to that type of stimulation. We aren't by default all ghetto. No more in fact than all white people aren't by default trailer trash. And we aren't all Democrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more example before I get to the next level of my build. Essence magazine can close its doors for all I care. i used to subscribe to that magazine but I stopped years ago. The reason was because it tries to be a jack-of-all-trade and a master-of-none. Black magazines try to hit everything. Essence cannot decide if it's a beauty, fashion, financial, cooking, relationship, job, or interior decorating. It's okay to have more than 1 magazine. Ebony used to fall victim to the same problem. But they have rectified that. Ebony is actually a good magazine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the issue that links all these examples together is the same. Black people are one dimensional. White people do this to us, but MORE importantly we do this to ourselves. I grow tired when I hear Black folKs say to other Black folks, "Black people don't do ----" Most of the time that comment is made in jest, but if you hear something enough you start to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all Black people are Democrats, and we don't have to be. Not all Black people are Christians, and we don't have to be. Not all Black people eat chicken and watermelon, and we don't have to. Not all Black people listen to R&amp;B, Hip Hop and gospel. There is more to us than just our skin. We are a race of individuals not just one big stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the problem is we don't allow and accept that Black folks can do what white people do. We are not free to express ourselves in a way that may offend other Black people. That's crazy. That right there, offends me! Black people who speak against long held Black-isms get ostracized. I hear things like, we should keep those things that could cause embarrassment in our own communities. Please! We can't keep our own businesses in our own communities, but anything else we are supposed to keep quiet about. Really? We don't have to try to behave better than white folks. We don't have to prove to white folks that we can have what they have. And we don't have to emulate them either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not advocating that we forget our history. I really don't understand why people make the leap from "we need to let go of the long standing habits that don't serve us" to "I say we wipe the slate clean and for get past atrocities." No. I am not saying that. What I am saying is we are more diverse than we give ourselves credit for. And we need to stop criticizing each other for their opinions and predilections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The Lyrics....&lt;br /&gt;Lift every voice and sing, till earth and Heaven ring, &lt;br /&gt;Ring with the harmonies of liberty; &lt;br /&gt;Let our rejoicing rise, high as the listening skies, &lt;br /&gt;Let it resound loud as the rolling sea. &lt;br /&gt;Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us, &lt;br /&gt;Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us; &lt;br /&gt;Facing the rising sun of our new day begun, &lt;br /&gt;Let us march on till victory is won. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stony the road we trod, bitter the chastening rod, &lt;br /&gt;Felt in the days when hope unborn had died; &lt;br /&gt;Yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet, &lt;br /&gt;Come to the place for which our fathers sighed? &lt;br /&gt;We have come over a way that with tears has been watered, &lt;br /&gt;We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered; &lt;br /&gt;Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last &lt;br /&gt;Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God of our weary years, God of our silent tears, &lt;br /&gt;Thou Who hast brought us thus far on the way; &lt;br /&gt;Thou Who hast by Thy might, led us into the light, &lt;br /&gt;Keep us forever in the path, we pray. &lt;br /&gt;Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee. &lt;br /&gt;Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee. &lt;br /&gt;Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we forever stand, &lt;br /&gt;True to our God, true to our native land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6206306568406752165?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6206306568406752165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6206306568406752165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6206306568406752165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6206306568406752165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/11/lift-every-voice-and-sing.html' title='Thank you for Letting Me be Myself'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-454984787496602667</id><published>2010-10-28T13:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:14:16.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A PSA --- For the Mens...</title><content type='html'>Peace Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was building or having a conversation with a God who shall remain nameless..... And I realize that some of y'all men are clueless to the hows and whys the ladies get down. Especially you men that grew up without sisters. Well, my duty as a civilized person is to make knowldege born so I'm a hip y'all men up on a few things. Can't tell you everything. I will get exiled from the sisterhood. But I will share a few jewels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes...&lt;br /&gt;These are necessary for better homes and gardens. Women's shoes are not like mens shoes. Men shoes fall into dress shoes, boots/work shoes and gym shoes. That's it. Since all the heels are essentially the same size (unless you are Prince), the only variation is the color. Women's shoes come in multiple necessary categories. Flats, pumps, heels, boots/sandals and sneakers. I count 5 categories for which you need several colors. Flats are for social activities. A lot of women can do this in heels, but eventually you need to come down off that high. Pumps are for work. Flats and stiletto heels are usually inappropriate in the corporate environments. Boots are for cool weather as sandals are for warm. Plus there are boots for dresses and boots for pants. They are NOT the same. Sneakers are for exercise and the stilettos are for y'all menfolk. You MUST have all these in black and then add on all the other colors. That easily takes you to starting around 20-30 pairs of shoes for starters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are must haves, not luxuries.  Case closed. And then there are different shoe wardrobes for summer vs winter. Let me give you the benefit of my Culture Cipher years... If your feet hurt, your screwed. There is no way to avoid the discomfort and said discomfort will cause personality distortions. Corns and bunions are real! Hammertime!  Don't buy cheap shoes. I recognize that you may need a quick payless pair for a single event. But don't continue to keep wearing bad for your feet shoes. Your feet pretty much stay the same size once your completely grown and are done having children. So acquiring and caring for good shoes is a wise investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purses...&lt;br /&gt;I realize men don't understand this because they don't carry purses. Let me explain one simple thing, that I'm not sure men understand. Women don't throw away purses. There is no need to. They don't really wear out because you are constanty swapping them out. I think I may have lost 3 bags to wear. They were woven bags and I really didn't expect them to hold up.  Because purses don't get discarded (though we might give some away and they do get stolen), we tend to accumulate. In high school, I had 1 purse. I wasn't into them back then. In college I received my 1st designer bags. In grad school I started my true acquisition which has continued to this day. I have gotten to the point where I have bags for whatever I need to do.  I have nearly 75 bags. But that is over a 25 year period. That's just 3 a year and I'm including special occasion bags and wristlets. There are shoulder bags, clutches, totes, handbags and many more types. We need them all. There is no such thing as a the single black bag that can be worn with everything and at all times. The bag I wear to work that holds all my stuff, my lunch and  my shoes is not the same bag that I will carry to the opera or even on the weekends. So the get 1 bag and that's it philosphy I hear from y'all must cease. Just like with all articles of clothing there are bags that you carry in the summer and bags you carry in the winter. And again it is a must have and not a luxury. More that a few times, men will ask if I have something in my purse that they can't carry in their pockets or hand me their wallets to carry in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewelry....&lt;br /&gt;there was a time when I was satisfied with 1 pair of earrings, 1 necklace, 1 ring and 1 bracelet. I was 6. Now a days, I expect more. There are gold days, and silver days, there are colorful days and pearl occasions. Seriously, don't expect me to wear the same pair of earring (or whatever) for the rest of my life. That sounds crazy because it is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tongue and cheek here but really I'm very serious. There are aspect to being a woman that we hold very near and dear to our hearts. Men often look at how we do and act like we are being excessive when we aren't. I have noticed that men don't consider that women have different needs from them. Food, clothing, shelter and medical attention; that's all anybody needs. Nope. I NEED to have certain acoutremonts. If I don't get them, I won't be happy. If  Mommy isn't happy, no one is happy. And I don't go into hock with my collections. Nope. My advice to ypunger women when they are just starting out and they don't have true bills yet, is to purchase the really good stuff. Good purses, good jewellry, Good coats, things that last. Eventually, life kicks in and you can't always afford the niceties. This way you can look moneyed even when your busted. It was a piece of advice I took, and it has served me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea of practical gifting is ridiculous. I could see a pracrical gift if I was not just broke, but assed out too. No job, no home, no friends, no car, nothing. Then anything is assistence. But a vacuum cleaner is not a gift. You would buy a vacuum cleaner whenever you needed one. Just because one breaks near my bornday, don't think I will be happy with a replacement as a gift. If you insist, then I want a brand new Kirby... with ALL the attachements. They finance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-454984787496602667?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/454984787496602667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=454984787496602667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/454984787496602667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/454984787496602667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/psa-for-mens.html' title='A PSA --- For the Mens...'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5350567138170187282</id><published>2010-10-27T13:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:12:25.441-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11:14'/><title type='text'>When the 11:14 Bites you in the Ass</title><content type='html'>Peace Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Have you not heard that your word is bond regardless of whom or what?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This portion of the 11:14 gets quoted by every G and E I know when they get mad at&lt;br /&gt;folks for bailing last minute. It’s not peculiar to citizens of Allah’ s 5% NGE, lots of people have this rule. My parents impressed upon me the importance of keeping my word in very different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father implicitly always did what he said he would do. At least to me. He told me that all a man had was his word. And if I couldn’t keep my word, then I shouldn’t give it. I would tease him and say, “ I’ m not a man.” I knew what he meant. He also said that no one would ever take you serious if you got the reputation for being flaky. He did what he said he was gonna do. Not always the way you expect but always done. My mother and brother hated that I could get things from my Daddy. That was because I trusted him to keep his word and I gave him time to consider my request. They would ask for somethingat the last minute and demand he act. Oh he would act, all right. Just not in their favor. If there was a time frame on the request, they would nag the hell out of him and expect him to bless them without any information. I have seen him ache, because he wanted to grant their requests but they forced him to say no, and he couldn’ t go back on his word. When I wanted something, I would approach him in a business-like fashion and present my desire with corroborating information. Then I would insist he think about it. Give him time to do the Knowledge. Should he allow time to lapse or forget about me, he would always&lt;br /&gt;give me what I asked for by default.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommie on the other hand, would promise all manner of stuff. And renege every time.&lt;br /&gt;She would then laugh in your face and call her friends and tell them how she got over on you. The occasion (of many) I always remember is as follows… She promised me a trip to Childworld on a Wednesday if I would do something for her. I don’ t even remember what the something was. All I remember is I got cheated. It wasn’ t something I had to do. If it had been, she would have just forced me to do it. Had she forced me to do it, I would have purposefully fucked it up and then she would have been publicly embarrassed. I can take a rote ass-whipping. She promised that we could go to Childworld on Wednesdayand I could stay in there and play with the toys for 1 hour. I did what she asked. When Wednesday came, I got ready for my hour. She smiled and said, “I didn’t say which Wednesday.” I asked every week for the next 2 months until she said she never had any intention of every taking me to Childworld. She kept that promise. Loaning her money means you won’ t get it back no matter what she says. I’ m not trying to slam my mother. I’ m just saying you cannot believe what she tells you. I have seen her make promises she had no intention of keeping and spread malicious gossip she knows isn’t true. And she doesn’t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do I fall in the 11:14 degree? Close to the 100% but not quite. I am NOT my&lt;br /&gt;mother. I don’ t tell lies and I abhor gossip. I always try to keep my word exactly. That’s not so easy to do. I manage 90% of the time. But that 10% just kills me. It’ s like belief and face value. We say we don’ t deal in “ belief” but we do to a point. Expectations equal belief. You expect to get paid on pay day. You don’ t know that will happen. You expect the bus to arrive at a certain time. You don’ t know, but you still go out there and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone tells you something, we know that we are supposed to double check the&lt;br /&gt;information, but often times we don’ t. You’ re lost and you ask a stranger for directions and he gives it to you. Are you going to ask 2 more strangers or are you going to followthe directions? So we do, in fact, don’ t always do what we say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember in grad school, a friend of mine asked me to help her move. I hate moving.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. But she was a good friend and needed my assistance. I said I would do it.&lt;br /&gt;2 days later a different friend of mine acquired tickets to see at the time, The ArtistFormerly Known as Prince. They would have been free to me. But it was the same dayand same time I promised old girl I was going to help her move. I couldn’ t go. I didn’t even tell her, because I knew she would let me off the hook. She needed me and I didn’t want to manipulate her like that. She played a simulcast of the concert the entire time I was helping her. I wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, my co-worker asked me to come in early on a day I could have come in&lt;br /&gt;anytime because she wanted to get there early. I agreed and did what she asked. She&lt;br /&gt;came in late and never called to tell me her plans changed. She said since I was coming in she didn’ t see the need to call. What she didn’ t know was another friend asked me if he could take me to breakfast to pay me back for always driving him around. I said no, because I had to meet the coworker. I also left the door open, which I don’t usually do when the office isn’t open to the public. I have to explain to everyone who comes in that we aren’ t open for business. Folks get testy. I normally don’t have to deal with walk ins like that, simply because I keep the door locked. So this woman changing her plans and not telling me royally screwed up my day. All she said was “ I didn’ t know.” I’ ve noticed I have since, stopped listening to her complaints about life. Somehow, I now suspect her problems come from her inability to keep her word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not keeping your word is so easy to do. There are so many ways to screw it up. Every&lt;br /&gt;time you sign a credit card receipt you promise to pay the bill. Every utility you get you agree to pay the bill on time! Every student loan promissory note you sign, you agree to pay it back. Every time you give an opinion on something, you are expected to tell the truth. Your Earth spends 2 days cooking a special meal for you and it’ s nasty. What do you say? Are you going to be brutally honest or are you going to let it slide? What about promptness? Are you ever late for appointments, work or rallies? Ever left anyone hanging? Claimed someone you shouldn’ t have on your taxes. Told someone you moved somewhere later than you actually did? Not paid back someone you owe money too exactly how you promised you would? Cheated on a diet? Not prepared a meal you said you would? Not finished a project that you promised to? The degree says regardless of whom or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. It’ s a hard call. And these small things take their toll. I struggle with it every day. Folks want to force you into a corner. And I get why. People (me included) are uncomfortable with indecisiveness. When I need to know something, I can push. And folks aren’ t the most honest regarding their intentions. But this ain’ t about other folks. It’ s about me. That’ s what y’ all should be thinking. “ It’ s about me” meaning you and how true you are to your word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those of y’ all that are reading this... If I say I will do something, I will. If I don’t,check the hospitals, prisons and morgues. Because something humongous has happened. If I say I’ m not doing something, don’ t look for me to do it; even if I want to later. If I said I didn’ t do it, I didn’ t do it. If I refuse to answer, I probably did it. I need for people in my cipher to know they can trust me. I’ m a decent person. And I expect the same from people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Yes. My word is bond, and my bond is life. And I will give my life before my word&lt;br /&gt;shall fail.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5350567138170187282?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5350567138170187282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5350567138170187282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5350567138170187282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5350567138170187282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-1114-bites-you-in-ass.html' title='When the 11:14 Bites you in the Ass'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-8723483983575539162</id><published>2010-10-25T19:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T19:53:07.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Storebought Gurus</title><content type='html'>Peace Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman came into the office today. She was a previous patient looking to make an appointment. Okay. That's cool. The last time she was in the office, say around 2 years ago, she was on some weird spirituality thing. I'm not judging. Alls I'm saying is, it didn't seem balanced. She was speaking on a lot of different topics that I have intimate knowledge of... The occult, Yoruban beliefs, Kemetic beliefs, Ayurveda, yoga and she had the nerve to sprinkle a little 5% on it too. 2 years ago she was surprised that I was as well versed as I was. I even pointed her to some independent sources where she could learn without the influence of her paid spiritual adviser. Anywho.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today she was on the raw band wagon. Now y'all know, I know raw. I noticed that she was drinking a prepared green smoothie. I say prepared because she didn't prepare it. She bought it. She was nibbling on a raw bar that was also store bought. We got to building, and I could tell she was at that long term "out of body" raw stage. Let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was raw the 2nd time, I pushed the boundaries. I had just come off a 6 week juice fast and had been raw for an additional month. I was all in it too. I has a dehydrator, spiral slicer, all the toys and the fruit flies to boot. I came so out of my head, I almost lost my job. It took harsh words from my boss to make me realize that I had to re-evaluate my priorities. Yes I want fabulous health, but my job ensures the financing. This chick was way more than 6 miles above the Earth's surface. Nothing she said made sense and nothing I said to her made sense to her. She was a mirror for me. Valuable lesson learned from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled from the chick/asteroid that she was completely dependent on her advisers for her diet. Sort of like the Jenny Craig system. You know 10-14:36 says that when you control's one's diet, you control that person. Food is the most basic of needs. I suggested that she should get her own tools for her "healing laboratory" - the kitchen for the rest of us. That way she could control what it was that she took in. Pointing out that she was really spending more money on the pre-packaged food rather than tools to prepare it fresh. I also pointed out the preservatives in her "natural" bar and asked her to consider what preservatives do inside the body. That was too much for her she nearly exploded on me. I stopped her mid explosion and asked her if she needed to contact her guru since she was slipping. She agreed and bounced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my point.... why do folks take other folks words at face value. Information is out there. You don't need to pay folks for what you can easily do for your self. But our people don't always wait for the devil to use them as a tool or a slave. We make tools and slaves of our selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody out there looking for a guru? You can call me. I won't charge that much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-8723483983575539162?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/8723483983575539162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=8723483983575539162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8723483983575539162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/8723483983575539162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/storebought-gurus.html' title='Storebought Gurus'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1027176669120160099</id><published>2010-10-22T17:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T18:14:04.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunchy Peace Peace Hippy Chick</title><content type='html'>Peace Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been off from work for 2 days now, I still have 2 more days to go. I managed to screw up my sleeping patterns to the degree where I have a lot of time in the middle of the night to search the net. As of late my chosen distraction is self sustainable/frugal blogs. Basically white folks who are handling their business saving money on simple, ordinary, daily things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason these things appealed to me is because there are somethings I never considered making, and I like the idea of having control over the things in my cipher. Meaning I avoid processed and packaged items (not just food). You just don't know what's in them. Let me give you an example....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't eat swine. I don't think its cool to have any kind of relationship with swine. So I stopped acquiring new leather (leather isn't necessarily cow skin), I don't use a boar bristle brush nor do I use regular soap. I'm a vegetarian and righteous so I don't think I have to tell you that I don't eat it either. But what of washing powder? It cool to avoid on every level but wash your clothes in it? Hmmm... Until now, it was the one thing I was clueless on how to remedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore. I have found blogs that tell you how to make homemade laundry soap. And you can make it vegan. WTF? Oh, I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only excited but pumped up to do more to become more self sustainable. Original people especially in this wilderness of North America have become a group of consumers. We will spend our gold on a lot of obvious stuff ignoring the high prices of little things that keep us in bondage. Well, not this Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have another blog here at blogspot that deals with my efforts to lower my carbon footprint. It's called Righteous Urban Crunch. While searching the various blogs, I noticed that there weren't any that I came across of Original people being self sustainable. If I have to go 1st, so be it. I ain't scurred. I know from personal experience that Original people have been self sufficient for years. I sew, I can, I tried the garden thing; this I can handle. I'd appreciate some company in the journey, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1027176669120160099?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1027176669120160099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1027176669120160099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1027176669120160099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1027176669120160099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-endeavors.html' title='Crunchy Peace Peace Hippy Chick'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-2371132046767564849</id><published>2010-10-11T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T13:55:31.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marry your Baby Daddy!</title><content type='html'>Peace family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know there was an out-of-wedlock birthing epidemic in the Black community? Apparently there is a statistic that is running through the news/TV/Internet that says that 70% of Black children currently being born. Really? Who's business is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not forget the statistic that 50% of college educated Black women will never be married. Does that mean that those 50% of educated, working women, who can afford to raise children... well... should not be allowed to? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is this... Who the hell are these people to tell grown people what to do with their lives? I mean if it's babies having babies, then yes, there should be some type of intervention. But last time I checked, (a) it was not illegal for grown folks to have consensual sex, (b) It was not illegal for grown people to have children and (c) the Constitution has guaranteed the "pursuit of happiness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets look at this movement, shall we? If all the women who had children outside of marriage were to marry their children's father's... What should they do it they have multiple father's for their children? I mean if a woman has 3 or more children, then she could theoretically have 3 or more fathers for said children? And the Father's too! Men can (and do) have multiple "Baby's Mamas." Which one do you marry? What if a woman/man has a child with a person that is already married? Do you commit bigamy? Polygamy? Polyandry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are people so certain that children who are born through marriage turn out better? My parents were married. I got in on the tail of that relationship. I didn't have the pleasure of being raised in a home with two parents. I don't even remember it. But my brother is nearly 10 years my elder. He did. Between the both of us, I had the better relationship with my father. And my brother is loaded with anger and angst since he was an eye witness to the dissolution of my parent's relationship. But he is better off because he had the benefit of a two-parent home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because my parents didn't make it, didn't mean that my father neglected his paternal responsibility. He paid his fair share for us. Did right by us. We saw him whenever we wanted. Sometimes when we didn't want to. He ate meals with us, had keys to our home, chaperoned trips and spanked us when it was warranted. But I'm screwed up because he didn't sleep in the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that 2-parent homes are unnecessary. I'm not saying there is no value in being raised by 2 parents. What I am saying is that people need to mind their own damn business and get out of grown people's beds. People have been having and raising children out-of-wedlock for years. Slavery existed for centuries and ALL the children were born without the benefit of marriage. But we are still here flourishing to make babies. Gay people are allowed to raise children without the benefit of marriage. Are all those children doomed too? And what about parents that have healthy relationships with their children and aren't married? Those poor children like me (raised by a single mother, yet I have 2 degrees, was married, am a homeowner, and I thought a productive member of society until now) doomed to grow up and be drains on society. Like 2 parent homes are a prerequisite to success and functionality. You know, serial killers tend to be raised in 2-parent homes. There is no guarantee that the 2-parent home is functional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel the need to marry your Baby Daddy, I will throw rice at the wedding. But don't come knocking on my door expecting me to acquiesce to your opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind your own business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-2371132046767564849?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/2371132046767564849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=2371132046767564849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2371132046767564849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/2371132046767564849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/marry-your-baby-daddy.html' title='Marry your Baby Daddy!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5232843547153053185</id><published>2010-10-07T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:22:05.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Y'all Know Me?</title><content type='html'>Peace People,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I follow a bunch of blogs. I really do. Although, I don't know how to display all the blogs that I follow on the side. But you can look in my profile and see how many. Sewing, cooking, righteous, frisky, yoga... It really let's you know what I'm into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is really killing me is how I have gotten into a routine, and become concerned about the blogs I follow. I know what folks are up to and look forward to events in their lives. I know what these people are making, I know how they look, I know where they live, I know a whole lot of intimacies about people I have never met in the physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning I found myself checking a sewing blog of a gay man that lives in the Chelsea section of NYC. I check him EVERYDAY sometime in the morning. He lets us know if he's going to be on vacation or else, I suppose, his followers go crazy. Another blogger is making a coat and has a "sew along." But she blogs every morning and she works as a book editor. Yet another went on a "sewcation" and another's sister had a baby. I know who's losing weight, what they are wearing and what another ate for dinner. Literally, I see pictures. See where I'm going with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has gotten out of hand. I need to show some restraint. Now I know I blog a lot. I have to. I have 7 blogs total and 4 active ones. So my blogging habit is not an issue. I feel like I need to be mindful about what I post. I have so many blogs because I want to keep them compartmentalized. Serenity's Cipher is my main blog, but I approach this one from Supreme Mathematic standpoint. I know that some men read this blog so I try not to female it up.... much. (Hey! I'm a girl) I have a blog concerned about my health, one concerned about the health of the planet and the last one attached to blogspot is one that allows me to vent about my sewing projects and the way I display my Understanding of my Culture (3/4ths). All the blogs can give you insight into who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do I want y'all all up and through my personal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Show and Prove this year, I came to face to face with a blogger that I follw and he follows me right back. When I physically met him, all I kept wondering was, what is he thinking about me? There is so much he could already know. When some one is following your blog, and you blog regularly when you meet, it's not like meeting a stranger. Depending on what you put out there, they know something about you. Same applies for facebook and all the social networks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good people, How well do you know me? If you saw me onthe street, woud you know who I was? And not you Mermaid. I know you in the physical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5232843547153053185?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5232843547153053185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5232843547153053185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5232843547153053185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5232843547153053185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/yall-know-me.html' title='Y&apos;all Know Me?'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-6787030496830788055</id><published>2010-10-07T07:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T08:01:09.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as You Remember is Over</title><content type='html'>Peace People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks keep bitching an moaning about this economy. Why are y'all jaw jacking? The economy is going to change. But not to the way you think it might or want it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Bush II fucked up this economy by starting unnecessary wars. War has always been a way to thin out the population. You send a million men off to war, at least 1/3 will die in battle. Men comprising half of the poulation you have now decreased substantially. Women who are sexually attached to these men can either move on or choose not to procreate. Women don't always move on. Some lock the front door for good. So a war, historically is good for the economy because it creates a situation where their are less American mouths to feed. And veterans always get to the front of the line when it comes to jobs. That's why they ask you if you are a veteran on applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War is different now a days. It's not so much hand to hand combat. There is a lot of bombing and cerebral type activities. The country with the best bombs wins. Look at the wars we have had over the last 20 years. Intelligence and bombing. Our soldiers who died did so over friendly fire, accidents and the occasional foreign bombings. Most of the people who got deployed, came back. Once back they are entitled to the GI bill, and lifelong healthcare. That's not free. Who's paying for that? Yet another bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing a lot of people don't realize is that feeding and providing for a military campaign USED to be done in house, but not anymore. The government outsorces cooking, cleaning, toilets and such. who pays the bill? And since these wars are abroad, who are these companies hiring? Not us. I have often wondered why the military decided to do this? I suppose since integration of the armed forces, devils don't want to have to perform these services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not all Bush II's fault. Oh a lot of it is his fault but not all of it. We haven't been financially right and exact since the early 70's. During the Carter presidency, we had inflation and oil issues. We have always had oil issues. Any one could see with the advent of oil use, eventually it would dry up. I mean you don't see folks still mining for gold do you. You know why?  It's all gone. Oil will eventually be all drilled out, and then what. How come no one has addressed the "And then whats"? Carter was a caring Christian man and refused to behave ungodly. Can't fault the grafted man for that. He was looking out for all people not just his friends. I find him to be an undervalued former president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronald Wilson Reagan got us back into the flush. Folks was doing good, real good in the 80's. What Reagan did was come up with a way for the rich to get ridiculous. The assumption was as they got richer, then they would create more jobs for the poor and they would be happy too. He set our country up to be a modern day fuedal system. Lords vs. Serfs. But... It couldn't last. Regan knew this. He also knew that he was one of the rich and that he would be dead before the walls came crumbling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing notable about Bush I's presidency is that he managed to, while keeping the Reagan ideal alive, to catapult us back into a recession. He figured if he denied it existed no one would notice. Folks noticed. His bumbled war and all around mealyness cost his the election to the robust, young and philandering Bill Clinton. I mean he vomitted on the Japanese prime minister. You just don't come back from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I loved Bill Clinton (that is until he showed his devil horns when Obama was running against his wife. She should have ran against Bush in 2004)but Clinton screwed us hard up the booty without vaseline too. Oh yeah, we got flush again. Jobs were plentiful but under his watch he allowed big business to outsource their products. That is why when you call customer service, you get a rep with a foreign accent and every garment you wear is sown and created outside the US. ALL the grunt jobs are gone. You know what grunt jobs are. Those jobs you get part time to hold youover until you get back in the green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama has inherited a ticking bomb close to detonation. But he did ask for it so he has to handle his business. I find it hilarious that he has done everything he promised to do in his campaign, yet folks just can't like or accept him. Always looking to find fault with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a country our spending has increased, yet we no longer make anything. Which means we are supporting other countries. The only thing that we have in this country were we generate internal currency is the service industry. In plain speak. The only way we can earn gold is by manipulating each other. That's why healthcare is such a big deal. A huge percent of the economy needs for us to be unhelathy. If we were all healthy then a lot of people would be out of work. We can live without vacations, clothes, hair and nails. We don't have to eat out either. Restaurants know this and the dollar menu was created. The only thing we need is food, clothing, shelter and healthcare. The food is genetically modified and poisioning us and clothing is made elsewhere. So we never get well. It is our original sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why the US has been on top is because it was our time. Look at history. There has always been empires. Egypt, Rome, Turks, Mongols, England... an they all eventually fall and another rises to take it's place. What goes up, must come down.... the pendulaum swings both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companies have cut back, yet produce the same product. Do you think they will ever rehire all those people they let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-6787030496830788055?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/6787030496830788055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=6787030496830788055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6787030496830788055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/6787030496830788055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-as-you-remember-is-over.html' title='Life as You Remember is Over'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5186283415538092170</id><published>2010-10-06T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T13:58:34.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a background in medicine. I also have a back round in Wicca, roots and conjure work. Don't get scared. It ain't like that. It's just a background. Lately, I have been on a herbalogy/herbalism grind. My cup runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have noticed through out the different modalities is that they really aren't very different at all. Pharmaceuticals generally come from some plant. Or start out with a plant that then gets pimped beyond recognition. The same benefit an herb gives in the herbalism realm is given in the magical realm. I have cross referenced my herbal encyclopedias with my materia magicas and guess what? Herbalism/Herbalogy is magick (notice the 'k') with the spookiness removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is religion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5186283415538092170?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5186283415538092170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5186283415538092170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5186283415538092170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5186283415538092170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5357832532720968807</id><published>2010-10-05T13:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T13:42:50.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Be There!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/TKtjeC_B8TI/AAAAAAAAAFc/952ZlcDcD9o/s1600/flyer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/TKtjeC_B8TI/AAAAAAAAAFc/952ZlcDcD9o/s400/flyer.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524618735748510002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/TKtjVCzpJ0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/b1KWUA2Q7LY/s1600/flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/TKtjVCzpJ0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/b1KWUA2Q7LY/s400/flyer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524618581081925442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5357832532720968807?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5357832532720968807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5357832532720968807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5357832532720968807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5357832532720968807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-be-there.html' title='I&apos;m A Be There!'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/TKtjeC_B8TI/AAAAAAAAAFc/952ZlcDcD9o/s72-c/flyer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5111182283482660884</id><published>2010-09-30T07:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T07:58:34.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Sew....</title><content type='html'>Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a righteous sewing build. If you aren't righteous you will be lost. This is my disclaimer. Carry on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Knowledge Culture degree of the 1:14 asks,&lt;br /&gt;"What is the meaning of M.G.T. and G.C.C.?&lt;br /&gt;Ans. MUSLIM GIRLS TRAINING AND GENERAL CIVILIZATION CLASS. This is the name given to the Women and Girls thay belong to the Nation of Islam in North America, teaching them:&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO KEEP A HOME&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO RAISE THEIR CHILDREN&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO KEEP A HUSBAND&lt;br /&gt;Sew, Cook and in general how to act at home and abroad. These training units were named and given by our Prophet W.D. Fard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a lot of Earths this is the blueprint on how to be a proper Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an Earth and I know a few Earths here and there. One of the things I have noticed is Earths take a LOT of interest in cooking, natural health, homeschooling, revolutioning, and such. I'm not saying that they shouldn't, yet don't take the same interest in sewing. Hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to say that sewing is more important than other things. It's not. But its not less important either. Sewing is just as important as any thing esle on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks really behave like creation of righteous clothing is an after thought or a superficial frill that Earths should not possess. We should be humble and boring looking. Ummm.... Emphatically Now Cipher. Why can't we be supa dupa fly? And why would be judge each other for making our appearances a priority? I'll wait for your answer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of reasons to educate oneself on the politics of the garment industry. Did you know most of the ready to wear clothing that is purchased in this country is made somewhere other than the US? That means by purchasing RTW garments you are taking money out of this country and supporting China, Indonesia, India, etc. Less than 5% of clothing is made in the US. It is a crippled industry for Americans. Also the people making said clothes work in extreme conditions for little money. They are sweat shops. But it's legal because it's abroad. So by purchasing RTW garments you are supporting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that sythetic fibers choke the skin? You skin can only breathe in natural fibers. Cotton, Rayon, Silk, etc. And these Franken-fabrics may be composed of chemical wastes and debris. I have excema and have noticed that when I wear natural fabrics mys kin does way better than when I don't. this is why I don't wear a lot of synthetic fibers and if I do, they aren't up against my skin. (Bras are the exception. Boobies get special perks) Hmmm.... Does sewing sound less important now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a decade long vegetarian. I recycle, I am gainfully employed. I Knowledged 120 in December 2009. I add on as much as I feel comfortable to do. All my ducks are in a row for the judgmental folks. I take care of myself and those around my planet. I know and control the ins and outs of our cipher. So I'm thinking I've hit all the pillars that are applicable. Can you say the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5111182283482660884?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5111182283482660884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5111182283482660884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5111182283482660884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5111182283482660884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-sew.html' title='To Sew....'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-3914505802703096878</id><published>2010-09-29T13:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T07:15:51.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BMD</title><content type='html'>Peace Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have children. That's not surpising. Though folks act like it's a modern wonder of the world that a Black woman at my age does not have children. There are several reasons  why I don't have them. For a long time I didn't want them. I wanted a career more. When I thought I might, my 1st husband died. And again, over the years my desire came and went. Right now I'm on a "come", but that doesn't really say much. I could be on a "went" tomorrow. B.U.T. The MAIN reason I don't have children is due to "Baby Mama Drama" or BMD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all know the statistic.... More than 70% of Black children in this country are born illegitimate. I'm not judging. It is what it is. I don't see the value in legitamacy. It's just something that white folks and boojie Black folks came up with to separate us. He wants us to think we are all different. But what is applicable to me, is single men, the age that I'd prefer to date, will more than likely have children. There lies the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen/experienced all levels of BMD. Women have unresolved emotions for their children's fathers. And this is to be expected. Biologically that is one of the evolutionary processes. Women want 1 man to satisfy all their needs and men  want to satisify one need for all women. I get it, but that leaves problems in its wake. Woman get mad when a man moves on. Now I've never been certain why. Is she upset that he no longer wants to be in a relationship with her? Is it because said man is no longer supporting his seed? Is it some weird competition? I have no idea. I just know I don't want to be part of the equation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men do this too. They may not want to be in a relationship with the mother of their children, but they also don't want any man to be in authority over their children. There is a scientific reason for a man's concern as well. In nature, when an alpha male is displaced from his family, the new alpha man kills all the babies so that the females go into heat and then the new alpha can load them up with his babies. Why should he protect the seed of another man? Not saying all men do this (I hate having to qualify myself for blogging purposes.... Yeesh! Y'all knew I wasn't talking about every man in every situation... Damn!), but it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were separated before they conceived me. The official version of the story I got was, My Dad  bought my Mom a washer/dryer for Valentines day in 1970, and she was .... grateful. I rolled in 9 months later. They never did get back together. So BMD was my reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my parents moved on to other relationships, but women move with the children. So Mommies's men all had children but they weren't around. And Daddy's women had children that he parented. Makes sense when you stand back and look at it. Not so much when it's swirling around you. My mother was so deep in my father's ass she could taste what he ate for lunch. ANYTHING he gave to these other children had to be given to me, and given 1st or there was gonna be hell to pay; for both of us... Daddy and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Daddy giving me a white fur jacket with the hat and muff. I had wanted one of those for a long time. Even petitioned him for one. I suppose he thought it was a good gift for a daughter. The problem is he was living with a woman with a daughter and had psuedo-adopted another daughter. So he bought one for all of us. His life was just that he saw them before he saw me. So they got their coats before I got mine. That didn't go over with my mother. She yelled at me for 3 hours telling me how I had no respect for myself for accepting a 2nd-handed gift (it was a new coat, not a used one), and made me walk to my father's office and return said coat. That is just one example of many form my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard mothers tell their children, "That woman is not your mother. You don't have to listen to her." I beg to differ. Let's be real, when men have their children, it's really a pass off to the closest willing woman. His mother, his sister, or girlfriend. A child needs to listen to adults in charge. If the girlfriend says stay away from the road and the child says, "Your not my mother" runs into the road and gets hit by a garbage truck, then the girlfriend will be forever the devil. You will expect who ever is in care of that child to lay down their lives for said child, but you tell the child they don't have to listen to them? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big problem with BMD, is no one consider how the child feels. I felt terrible. I was always caught in the middle of some foolishness. Daddy mad because another man is in the house with us. Not really living, more visiting... you know. An my mother is mad that some other woman is answering his phone and is chaperoning our class trips because Daddy couldn't make it at the last minute. And who gets punished for all this? I did. I don't ever want a child to go through that because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what also made it uncomfortable? I always liked these "step-parents." They were really very nice, almost loving to me. I liked them a lot. No two people parnts the exact same way. I could have gotten the best from a plethora of parenting styles. But liking them was somehow disloyal to the other parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..... Because of this, I refuse to date men with children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks will say I'm limiting myself. OK. So what? Every one has their own personal limits. You got yours and I have mine. It kills me when women say it. Only single women with kids say this to me. That's because they are scared that men will do the same That decreses the pool of available men for them. When men complain, it's because they have children and want to date me. Either way, that's their problem and not mine. And... I don't have a problem finding men to meet my qualifications. The God is Culture Wisdom years old and doesn't have children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should happen if I have chikdren then something happened to the God and I found myself single again? Would I or would I not date? Let me just tell you if that happens, invest in battery companies. Their stock will shoot through the roof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: An apology to my Moms for putting her business on blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-3914505802703096878?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/3914505802703096878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=3914505802703096878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3914505802703096878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/3914505802703096878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/09/bmd.html' title='BMD'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5772691574081744066</id><published>2010-09-29T07:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T07:31:40.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Women</title><content type='html'>Peace Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am re-reading Queen Afua's book Sacred Woman. I read this book right before I turned Understanding Cipher. I was such a Christian. This book actually frightened me. I read many good ideas and lifestyle changes, I was scared to implement them. I was certain I was blaspheming the Holy Spirit and white Jesus would smite me. Teehee. Also I knew NOTHING about khemitic philosophy. Not saying I'm an expert now, but I do know the Nile is the only river running away from the equator and that Isis and Osiris had earlier, different names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Angel, not Serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now re-reading this book, with Knowledge of Self, is making this book a brand new read. It's actually exciting. Where as a lot of the suggested changes have already become reality for me there are things that I might like to try that I know probably won't happen for me. All this woman to woman interaction ain't gonna work for me. I just can't do women like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you unfamiliar with the book, Sacred Women is not about homosexuality or Goddessing up the Black woman. It is about healing the female self and implores women to get together and support each other. And on the surface that sounds like one great idea, I know this doesn't work for me. For some reason I rub women the wrong way. And this is even worse, I suppose.... I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was raised with my mother and 2 uncles. My mom has women friends but only the ones she's always had. She doesn't like other women than her friends. And is quite vociferous about that fact. I have only step-sisters. So I wasn't socialized to get along with women. And as girly as I am today, that wasn't always the case. Girls didn't play with me when I was small because I didn't like/understand girls games. I didn't play house or play with dolls. I would ask for a hot wheels race trace every Christmas and get a baby doll in it's place. I wonder if Santa was offended that there was a doll graveyard under the den sofa? I literally had to force myself to learn to jump double dutch an play jacks so that I could get along with the girls in my after school program. They kept us separate from the boys and we weren't allowed to play with them. I'm sure them chicks could tell I was faking it. I just have always had more fun playing with boys. To this day, I have more male friends than female friends. In GA I would say there are about....... maybe..... 3 women I would just call up talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me getting into a cipher with a bunch of women (as has been proven) all trusting and sharing? Ain't gonna happen. So I'm thinking of either going solitary on this on or see what's out there in the Internet sphere. It is easier to get along with strangers. That is, until they start to know you then you have to find new strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-5772691574081744066?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/5772691574081744066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=5772691574081744066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5772691574081744066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/5772691574081744066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/09/women.html' title='Women'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-1719887889901524503</id><published>2010-09-27T13:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T13:55:16.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Prejudice</title><content type='html'>Peace People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the Real Housewives of DC and there was this gay man that held a meeting with some of the wives to get there support on the gay marriage issue. Of course there were people there were like "Oh yeah!!!" and other folks who were like, "Marriage is only between a man and a woman!" Both responses were expected. The most interesting thing that transpired was the reaction that one of the gay men present gave, when his friend said, "I hadn?t really given it much thought since it doesn't apply to me." The gay man got truly angry and krusty. He was angrier at her than he was the people that said man and woman only. Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am neither pro, nor anti gay. I am not gay. So I too, never decided to develop an opinion on this issue. If I develop an opinion it will alienate folks. Not that I'm afraid too. I have offended many people before and will continue. Why offend when you don't have to. But the more I think about it, and I have been thinking about it, the more I feel I need to stand somewhere on this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that happened during the same time frame that is kind of related was the God and I got a joint check account. The agent assumed we were married. When we told him we weren't, that we were domestic partners, he got a bit squirrelly. I could tell that he lost respect for us initially, but after speaking to us more on the nature of our relationship and who we were (our pedigree) I could tell that we had regained his respect. All of this together got me thinking. Being neutral is not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay people compare their current struggle to the civil rights movement. That always seemed silly to me. I'm not sure if Gay people choose to be Gay. Many marry and have children and then seem to have a conversion. Again, I'm not Gay and I have no clue regarding all the ins and outs of how it's done. I was born Black and can't hide it. I'm that Black. It is what it is. To deny people rights based on a skin color is not right and exact. But I do agree to deny someone rights based on what they do consensually in the privacy of their own bedrooms doesn't seem right and exact either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what rights are Gay people not getting? I have heard from others that Gay people want the rights that everyone else has. What don't they have? They cannot be denied work based on their sexual preference as Black people once were. If someone beats them up, then it's a hate crime. Applies the same to Black people. If push comes to shove, they can easily pass for straight. The only thing that is different is the domestic part. Marriage and sometimes children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many states Gay couples are allowed to adopt. Not every one, but many. And most people know the loopholes on this to make it work. Adopt a child in one state and move to another. Gay people also want to legally marry. Okay? I suppose this is to legitimize their relationships under the eyes of the law. Again, as someone who was once legally married and currently choosing to not be legally married, but have the same relationship, I don't see the lure. Why legal marriage? What's wrong with a civil union? The only reason I see is adoption and health benefits. Those are the only things that cannot be compensated for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel qualified to say this? In my current status of domestic partnershiping, I have come to many road blocks. There is a lot the God and I can't do. We had to switch car insurance policies because our original policies wouldn't allow us on the same policy unless we were married. But we found one. Another thing is our possessions. My 1st died with no will. As his only heir I inherited all his belongings and money because legally that is the hierarchy. But the God and I recognize that that won't work for us and we will have to have wills and power of attorneys so that the government can know our intentions. As non-married individuals we cannot adopt. But then... we don't really need too. And we aren't eligible to be on each other's health insurance; but a lot of same sexers have this right. What I'm saying is there are lots of people who are marginalized by the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This argument will lead people to say, "But y'all can marry if you want to." But why should we if it's not part of our culture? Not a lot of Gods and Earths marry. Some do. Most don't. 11:11 says if we say we are going to stay together, then we will. We don't need the government's stamp of approval. And we have accepted that we have to pay higher taxes for the pleasure. So it's not so easy to say, "Just get married."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bigger issue is this... Gay people are in a minority. Just like Black people. Gay people alone will not be able to affect the changes that they seek. Civil rights didn't just happen because all the Black people in the wilderness of North America fought for it. White folks fought for it too. Obama didn't just get elected because every Black person in this country voted for him. white people voted for him too. And Gay people aren't going to get their changes if only they fight for it. Straight people will have to get involved too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I think that homosexuality is perfectly okay? That Gay people are born that way? &lt;strong&gt;Do I have to?&lt;/strong&gt; My cee on it is? folks have the right to do their own damn thing as long as it doesn't hurt anyone. And the government is not a legal tit that we all must suckle from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-1719887889901524503?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/1719887889901524503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=1719887889901524503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1719887889901524503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/1719887889901524503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/09/pride-and-prejudice.html' title='Pride and Prejudice'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-4370684158272535697</id><published>2010-09-27T13:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T13:46:14.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Store-Bought Health</title><content type='html'>Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this last week. It was full of deep contemplation and emotional angst. Some how some wehere it got lost in the internet oblivion. Normally, when that happens, I move on and say it wasn't meant to post. But it really bears repeating. I just hope I can generate enough bile to make my point.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a pheonomen I see all the time. And quite frankly, I'm sick of it.I go to the health food store. And the health food store I frequent is a co-op where the food is at always vegetarian, mostly organic and sometimes vegan. Clearly not Whole Foods. This co-op has not only foods, but herbs, books, canldes, incense, oils, clothes, etc. It could be considered a botanica of sorts. Invariably I will see and hear someone ask an employee if they carry ---insert herb/tea here---.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me explain why I'm pissed.... This co-op are the earthy type. You know the ones where the employees and patrons have loc'ed hair, wear Birkenstocks, hemp or thrift store clothes, no makeup, you know. The people asking are the high heeled, made up, perm having folks who seem to think that by using 1 herb/tea all their health problems will be solved. It doesn't work like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know these people. These are the people who are so western in their thinking that they believe that every modality works the same way. It doesn't. You can not correct a problem by just taking 1 herb. Before you allow anything into your body (and I do mean anything) you should thoroughly research it first. One needs to know how a substance works. I am certain if more people did their own research rather than take their doctors word at face value folks would not take perscription meds as they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example..... I used to have raging gastric reflux. So much in fact, it had begun to erode my esophagus. I went to a sort of traditional doctor (she had an ND in addition to a MD), and she perscribed me a medication that cost $120 for a months supply with my insurance kicking in on it. It bothered me so I complied. After being on the drug for about 2 months, and having all kinds of side effects due to the meds, I asked the doctor when I could be done with it. She said never. Yeah... Not gonna work for me. So I put in the research. I found that an increase of my water inake, a loss of 10 lbs, cessation of coffee and cigarettes, and slippery elm would be effective. I ain't gonna lie, I did everything else only decreased my coffee and cigarettes. But it was enough for my reflux to sunside. And I only took the slippery elm for a month before I saw results. And now I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the the problem is in these peoples approach is not correct. There is no miracle drug, except maybe water. If one wants optimum health one has to take responsibility for one's one health. You are the best knower of you. You have to educate yourself on the different healing modalities available and institue life changes. Then you need to be able to step back and evaluate whether it is working for you You aren't going to cure asthma by drinking yogi asthma tea. You aren't going to ward off colds with vitamin c supplements. You aren't going to reverse diabetes if all you take is cinnamon or cure MS with tumeric. I know you have read that it could work but it won't all by itself. You WILL need to make lifestyle choices.one must build and destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example.... I became a vegetarian in 2000. I had been diagnosed with uterine fibroids. My mother had them and they led to a hyterectomy for her. It became my determined idea to keep my uterus and keep it intact. I did research in the hospital's (that I was working for at the time) medical library. I found that (a) it was hereditary, (b) afflicted Black women more frequently, (c) was linked to obesity, because the fat contains high amounts estrogen; so everytime a fat cell is burned it will release estrogen which in turn will stimulate the fibroids growth, (d) ingesting animals meant ingesting THEIR estrogen. Most animals we eat are females and have their own estrogen in their fat. And (e) firbroid growth is stress related. OK. That's a lot of shit. I can't do anything about the heredity part or being Black. But all the other stuff I can work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stopped eating meat. I lost weight. To see me now you wouldn't think it, but I have been bigger. Much bigger. Being a successful vegertarian opened me up to other things. I stopped using traditional soap. Its not cool to eat meat, but it's cool to bathe in it? I learned about other healing modalities like Ayurveda. Ayurveda lead me to yoga and meditation. Both of whichh aided my stress relief. In gaining control of my body, I gained control of my mind and got the confidence to leave Christianity behind as I had wanted for a minute. I am a completely different person, literally and figuratively, than I was 10 years ago. I barely recognize myself. I didn't just go into a helath food store looking for a supplement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some of y'all are asking, what's the big deal? It can't hurt. Yeah, it can. These people will meet with unsuccessful results and then get very loud mouthed about how it doesn't work. Then they will influence others and institue changes that will limit access for those of us that know how to properly use herbs. Then you will have all kinds of regualtions applied and the availibility will decrease. Used to be all one had to do to be an herbalist was to study. Now one has to be certified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example....My mother has a pharmacy of drugs that she has to take everyday at different times. She is proud that she has great retired teacher's health insurance that will pay for whatever she needs. Mommie has all kinds of health problems. You name it, she's taking something for it. She heard that cinnamon is a good supplement for diabetes. So she goes off the the health food store for cinnamon. She can't get it from the grocery store? She found only loose cinnamon that she had to put in capsules herself. I suppose they had to go into capsules rather than just pouring some in her tea or in plain water so it would really seem like a drug. Well... It didn't help her diabetes. I suppose the 1/2 gallon of ice cream that she eats 2/week or all the bread, crackers and cookies she ingests had nothing to do with it. She heard cinnamon helps and when it didn't help her, ALL alternative meds are quackery. And she tells me I must be mentally unstable for using this as my primary healing modality. Yeah... But I ain't sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that offends me, is these uniformed people are making a mockery of my chosen lifestyle. Now I don't have a specific name for how I live, but I have reasons for every change that I have made. Everything has been tried and found effective. It it didn't work for me, and not everything does, I discarded it. But I don't judge or clown folks that it does work for. We are all different and everything aint for  everybody. These interlopers insult our way of life by dismissing it and treating us like we are less informed, less insured, less financed and idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has been my soapbox rant for the morning. Go back to what you were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-4370684158272535697?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/4370684158272535697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=4370684158272535697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4370684158272535697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/4370684158272535697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/09/store-bought-health.html' title='Store-Bought Health'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-7351499091727659513</id><published>2010-09-23T11:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:37:50.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cee On It</title><content type='html'>Peace Good People,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a phenomenon that occurs without people knowing that it occurs. I noticed it. I'm special (LOL!). And I just want to make knowledge born so that others notice as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone does not see everything as you see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my big revelation. I bet you thought you already knew that. Are you sure? Let me give some example because people don't get this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I have decided to no longer purchase white bras. I made that decision about 5 years ago. I still have white bras, but I only wear them when I have exhausted my stash of colored bras. My mother and I were in a store and I was looking at some bras. People around me are always so concerned about my boob height. My mother pointed out some that she thought would be good for me. I looked through them, but they were all white. I told her that I don't buy white bras anymore. She dismissed me and said, "Everyone wears white bras."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is a problem for me. Since I'm not planning on ever wearing them once the ones I have tear up, then that means every one does not wear white bras. I am a brown seed. If I wear a white bra, it is under an opaque garment otherwise you would see said bra. Isn't the goal of under garments to not be noticeable? I don't need for people to be able to 'see' my bra through clothes. I don't need to prove that I have one on either. I have also heard other Black folks say that a white bra makes you look 'cleaner' than if you had a black bra on. That's just some ingrained self-racism right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) I do not go to church. Everyone doesn't go to church. That does not make me a thief, or a child molester, or druggie, or a prostitute or any damn thing. I just don't go to church. That's it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) I mange the office I am responsible for. I manage it my way. When my boss or coworkers (none of which actually work in my department) and  they see how I handle my business, they always have suggestions. I listen, and explain why that doesn't work. I don't understand why people who are just looking in act like they are telling my something I haven't already tried or at the very least considered. YET..... My office is the most efficient department in the company. Hmmmm..... Kiss my ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I go on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good people, if you see something that you don't understand, or see people behaving in a way you wouldn't. There is nothing under the Sun that all people do the EXACT same way. And embrace diversity. Diversity is good. Do the knowledge before you get in the faces of folks with regard to your own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745498267027677296-7351499091727659513?l=serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/feeds/7351499091727659513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1745498267027677296&amp;postID=7351499091727659513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7351499091727659513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1745498267027677296/posts/default/7351499091727659513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://serenitylovedivine.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-cee-on-it.html' title='My Cee On It'/><author><name>Serenity Love Sincere Peace Earth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664655090937726673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sg-_tKlLtIQ/SQUiUCTq4YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m0mFLS63aLI/s1600-R/headwrapblackgauze.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745498267027677296.post-5341487351984944051</id><published>2010-09-16T17:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T21:55:49.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Build</title><content type='html'>Peace Y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not
