Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Positive Haters
Peace….
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!
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.
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.
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.
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.
Peace
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Thursday, September 1, 2011
The Nu Generation
Peace….
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.)
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?
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.
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.
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.
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.
That’s my piece.
Peace.
Posted by Bootzey at 1:11 PM 2 comments
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Stop playing with high explosives!
"....Earthquakes are caused by the Sun of man experimenting with high explosives. In fact, All the above is caused by the Sun of Man."
Just playing around!
Peace
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Monday, August 15, 2011
2200 miles of Self Sustainability
Peace,
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….
Self Sustainability 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….
First of all, I advocate doing for self, but not in the sense of “It’s us 2 and we through.” 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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Peace
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Thursday, August 11, 2011
I Got Mines
Peace Family,
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.
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Peace
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Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Uncivilized Savage Jungle Beasts!
Peace.
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.
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?
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.
Peace
Posted by Bootzey at 1:20 PM 2 comments
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Relationship Complacency
"Cater 2 U"
[Verse 1 Beyonce]
Baby I See You Working Hard
I Want To Let You Know I'm Proud,
Let You Know That I Admire What You Do
The More If I Need To Reassure You, My Life Would Be Purposeless Without You (Yeah)
If I Want It (Got It)
When I Ask You (You Provide It)
You Inspire Me To Be Better
You Challenge Me For The Better
Sit Back And Let Me Pour Out My Love Letter
Let Me Help You
Take Off Your Shoes
Untie Your Shoestrings
Take Off Your Cufflinks (Yeah)
What You Want To Eat Boo? (Yeah)
Let Me Feed You
Let Me Run Your Bathwater
Whatever You Desire, I'll Aspire
Sing You A Song
Turn The Game On
I'll Brush Your Hair
Help Put Your Do Rag On
Want A Foot Rub? (Yeah)
You Want A Manicure?
Baby I'm Yours I Want To Cater To You Boy
[Chorus]
Let Me Cater To You
Cause Baby This Is Your Day
Do Anything For My Man
Baby You Blow Me Away
I Got Your Slippers, Your Dinner, Your Dessert, And So Much More
Anything You Want Just Let Me Cater To You
Inspire Me From The Heart,
Can't Nothing Tear Us Apart
You're All I Want In A Man;
I Put My Life In Your Hands
I Got Your Slippers, Your Dinner, Your Dessert, And So Much More
Anything You Want, I Want To Cater To You
[Verse 2 Kelly]
Baby I'm Happy You're Home,
Let Me Hold You In My Arms
I Just Want To Take The Stress Away From You
Making Sure That I'm Doing My Part (Oh)
Boy Is There Something You Need Me To Do (Oh)
If You Want It (I Got It)
Say The Word (I Will Try It)
I Know Whatever I'm Not Fulfilling (Oh)
Another Woman Is Willing (Oh)
I'm Going To Fulfill Your Mind, Body, And Spirit
I Promise You (Promise You)
I'll Keep Myself Up (Oh)
Remain The Same Chick (Yeah)
You Fell In Love With (Yeah)
I'll Keep It Tight, I'll Keep My Figure Right
I'll Keep My Hair Fixed, Keep Rocking The Hottest Outfits
When You Come Home Late Tap Me On My Shoulder, I'll Roll Over
Baby I Heard You, I'm Here To Serve You (I'm Lovin It, I'm Lovin It)
If It's Love You Need, To Give It Is My Joy
All I Want To Do, Is Cater To You Boy
[Chorus]
[Bridge Michelle]
I Want To Give You My Breath, My Strength, My Will To Be Here
That's The Least I Can Do,
Let Me Cater To You
Through The Good (Good)
The Bad (Through The Bad)
The Ups And The Downs (Ups And Downs)
I'll Still Be Here For You
Let Me Cater To You
Cause You're Beautiful (You're Beautiful)
I Love The Way You Are (You Are)
Fulfill Your Every Desire (Desire)
Your Wish Is My Command (Command)
I Want To Cater To My Man
Your Heart (Your Heart)
So Pure Your Love Shines Through(Shines Through)
The Darkness We'll Get Through (So Much)
So Much Of Me Is You (Is You)
I Want To Cater To My Man
[Chorus Out]
Peace Y’all,
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!
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 Relationship Complacency or RC. 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.”
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!
Come on ladies! Let’s take back Jerusalem (our Gods) back from these 85% hoochies!
Peace
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