7:14 Lies I've Been Told

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I probably built on this before. So if this is a repeat... my bad. It happens. And it will be a build mcnugget....

I hate to admit this... But up until maybe 5 years ago.... I thought all of Africa was savage. It's true. I was thinking it was all Tarzan and those people lived in huts sleeping on floors and wild hyenas were just roaming around at will picking folks off. Ridiculous I know. The parts that didn't have the animal savagery, were war torn with people fleeing half naked with bloated bellies who needed missionaries to save their immortal souls and bring clean water. And when I'd see African people here, I'd be like “I know your glad you're here” I'd hear people, Black and white tell me that maybe slavery was a good thing because we got out. And this is after me having 120! My late husband was a travel agent and Africa was a place that we we were in agreement about NOT wanting to go.

That was foolish.

I have come to learn that Africa is as modern as the US. Parts are the shit and other parts just shit... like the US. And do you know what prompted me to into that realization??? The Real Housewives of Atlanta. They took a trip to Africa and it wasn't jungle it was posh and citified. They were staying in a luxury hotel getting all pampered and eating well. The jungle part was a guided tour. That made me pause and do the 1 to Africa. Some areas are bush, but the people who live there know there are other options and many take the road more traveled. It's no different from how Amish want to live off grid or other Americans who want to live in the projects.... its a want. There are jungles and savagery right here in this country.

And then I came across the first sentence of 7:14 and realized... They got me. I fell for the okey doke for years, months and days. And I am not an uneducated or unsophisticated person. The devil does his work well. I, and probably you too, have lived in the US and been indoctrinated to accept lies. We are not the 'sole controller' if we function in a trap of lies that someone has set for us. I was watching some election commercials and I just want to scream at how campaigns put outright lies out there for the masses. And folks BELIEVE them. But who's responsibility is it to make us informed? Is it the people who want a job from us or are we supposed to do the background check on our own? If you buy a bag a shit from the elected officials, what do you think they will give you back? Doing the 1 for self is so important.

But doing the 1 isn't the only thing we need to do. We need to consistently take stock and self evaluate to find the places... the nooks and crannies... were foolishness and misinformation dwells. We need to find these spots and shine the light of Knowledge and Truth on them. And this is who we become our best selves. This is how we elevate. This is how we get out of the plots that have been dug for us. And it is our own responsibility to do this... no one else.


Peace

Raising the Rod 2014

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It's may and in my tree we have a tradition called "Raising the Rod." I thought I had built on this before in this blog.... but it was another one. I have a bunch of blogs all over the interwebs, it's hard to keep track of where I put everything. So I am going to post that Build on this site.

Enjoy...

Peace Good People!

All of y'all that's following my journey, and I appreciate it, not one of y'all have asked, "Serenity what is Raising the Rod?" What? Y'all already know? Well, for those of you who don't know, meet Precise Infinite Peace Allah.... My Educator and my God. Since I got this from him and he got it from his Educator and so on and so on..... From my perspective he is the best knower of what and how we do. Precise.....

Peace to the Nation of Gods and Earths and all the positive people of the universe.

I come in the righteous name of Precise Infinite Peace Allah and I've been asked by the Earth to share a little with you about the tradition of "Raising the Rod." Raising the Rod is a tradition which has it's origins in our nation all the way back to when Allah was sent to Matteawan State Hospital, circa 1965-1967. While there, Allah had a particular dream one night and from that dream he drew up the determined idea of instituting restraint and discipline among his young Gods so they could better maintain functional relationships with their women. He drew up the dream to be a symbol of deception and therefore petitioned his young Gods to fast from females during the month of May, females who they were not "married to in the mind."

Through the years the tradition of Raising the Rod has developed into abstaining from more than just women. It has become a time of abstinence from anything which might be deemed excessive by the individual, very much like how Muslims engage in their annual religious time of fasting called "Ramadan." I don't know this as an actual fact but if I were a betting man I'd put money on First Born Prince having something to do with the expansion of the tradition. He was proficient at drawing up the best part.


Ever since I began walking through 120 with my educator I've observed the tradition. I've never abstained from women while Raising the Rod because the women I've been with have all been my Earth. Serenity is no exception. In this regard the original intent of the tradition has been of little importance to me and had I been around, in Allah's Day, I probably wouldn't have even observed the tradition if things were the same for me as they are currently.


In the here and now though I totally embrace Raising the Rod. It's a time of year in which I focus on showing and proving to self who the Master is. Things I fast from during the month of Master Allah Why are food (I usually begin the month with a Master Cleanser fast), Television, Radio and even casual interaction with people. Raising the Rod is "me time," a time for internalizing, and it's very much about letting things go so I can take on and take in new things.

What about the females? I've never heard of any women so-called "Raising the Rod." It has traditionally been a "God" thing and a female with a Rod isn't a female at all.... ha ha. I feel for the females though who'd like a similar tradition for their own personal edification. If my daughter, sister or Earth came to me and told me they were falling victim to the Divine I See King, I'd be the first one to tell them to fast from it. I ain't had no dreams about this like Allah did so I'll just shoot from the hip (like I normally do). A cool name for a tradition based on the Queens & Earths doing their thing would be something like "14,000,000 mile Journey," "Traveling the desert," or "Equality Observance" (all symbolic to the Equality degree of the Actual Facts). Tell your friends you heard it from the God Precise first..........

I've purposefully left out some details of Raising the Rod because it is a tradition in my tree. For this reason alone, I only pass on the story in its entirety to my fruit. If you want to know more you'll have to search for it. It's out there. The fundamentals are here though and the next time you hear of "Raising the Rod," you'll have a better idea of what's being discussed.

Peace
Precise

My personal Cee on RtR, for me as a woman and Earth, is that this is an opportunity for me to become a better person via encouraging positive habits and pruning away bad ones. A mental and possible physical Spring cleaning. So.... What I am going to labor to do is.....

1. Daily recitation of 120
2. Gut healing practices.

When going through 120, I used to recite the degrees I had every day. I noticed that when I moved on to a different lesson set the previous ones got murky. I wanted (and still want) to be sharp with my degrees. Once I earned my flag, I'd still recite them but just not every day. Now I will go through them right before the Parliaments or on road trips. That's not Peace. I can still quote my degrees, but pulling them up at a finger snap is not so easy.

Also having 120 is just not about the ability to recite. When I take my trip from Knowledge to Pluto, something always jumps out at me that I need. To only go through this once a month keeps me from those 'epiphanic' moments that make me a better person. Time to get on the good foot.

I suffer from chronic conditions (iron anemia, eczema) that are both at the same time linked to bad intestinal flora (Leaky gut syndrome). It's important to approach a condition at the root rather than just managing the symptoms. Most people only care about the symptoms; consequently that's why that is the only thing that gets attention. My father used to have stomach issues, but his manifested differently and I never really thought that we shared this condition. We had different symptoms. My brother had gastric bypass and found that he had the same condition my Daddy had. Which would stand to reason that I also have it. I refuse to be tested. That medical database is real. Since I am a doctor, I feel comfortable in self management and monitoring of the condition. So here is the plan.... I will will limit my consumption of gluten, caffeine, chocolate (not cool) and sugar. Restrictions alone won't allow my body to heal herself. My plan also includes supplementation with intestinal healers like slippery elm and aloe vera. Also I'll strive to improve the flora with Kombucha and other probiotics. The goal is to have optimally functional intestines that take up iron and keep their contents.

Healing of my eczema won't be noticable before next winter, but I'll be able to test my blood to see if my iron uptake has improved come June


PEACE!

I'm that type of girl....

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I’m a girl. Actually a girly girl. I like everything pink and fluffy and florals and kittens and animal prints and shopping and girl stuff. Sugar and spice and everything nice! But… I’m not a pushover type of woman.

I wasn’t always girly. I grew up in the house with a brother and 2 uncles. Other than my mother I was the only girl... The baby girl at that. My mother worked a lot and I spent an inordinate amount of time with men. And not just the family, but their friends too. Had you asked me what I wanted to be when I was a little girl, I would have told you, “a boy!” And that makes sense when you consider my male socialization process. I didn’t play with Barbies much (Because G.I. Joe beat Barbie up and I didn’t want to play with such a punk doll). But when I started liking boys… and there was a collective sigh of relief from my family… I started appreciating the value of being a woman.

The older men in my family are all misogynistic. VERY Misogynistic. I am really surprised I’m not a doormat. But when you live in a prolonged situation like that, you learn to take the best part AND you learn how to manage the situation. These men really felt like because they had penises they should have certain caveats, like me fixing their food and washing their clothes, cleaning up after them and me looking put together at all times. But when a man asserts himself in a SUPER masculine way, he must accept all that comes with it. If you are going to be the male boss… then you must PAY for the luxury. That is Equality.

I will cook and plate your food… but you must compensate me for it. And if I lack an ingredient, you/man stop what you are doing and go to the store to purchase more. I WILL NOT use my own money to pay for household expenditures. You are the man? You are SUPPOSED to provide. I never lifted a finger to do outside work and I expected and got money when they got paid. When I was in the store with them, I never ever reached for cash. Because these men paid the cost to be the boss. As long as you are the boss and we aren’t partners…. This is what you get.

Men these days want that same good treatment from women, but they don’t want to pay for it. They go as far to call a woman a prostitute wanted to be compensated for things she does for a man and they cannot even install a ceiling fan or don't own tools to put together a bookshelf. I can’t... And I won’t. I have never bought into the ratio okeydoke. You know the one that there are 50-11 women to every man. If a man says that to me, he can leave. I have never been lonely. I have always had a man when I wanted one and they always take care of me… Because I take care of them. That’s the principle of EQUALITY at work.

I have said all this to preface my next point… Our Nation is not a woman friendly Nation. Precise says closer to the root folks have more love for women and you see more women but the further away you get, the more likely you are to see imbalances in the God:Earth dynamic. He may have something there. He's so smart.... I grew up around Gods and Earths and I never saw polygamy or Gods beating the brakes off their Earths or sexual misconduct or any of that. I always thought Gods were stand up kind of manly men. But now a days… IDK anymore. It seems like Gods have a big problem if a 85er is mistreating an Earth… But only an Earth. AND… If a God is mistreating his own Earth, I see nothing happening from the Cipher at large when they know. You can argue against this… But this is what I see. I know women who claim this Culture but won’t step foot to a Parliament because they don’t want to be exposed to violence and foolishness, nor do they want their children exposed to the wilding behavior.

Gods outnumber Earths in this Nation. Why is that? In most other coed Cultures there are usually more women than men. Many of the Gods are super aggressive. This can frighten women away; but it doesn’t frighten me. I grew up watching pissing matches amongst men. And unless you are my man, you don’t get to intimidate me or boss me around. But that perspective is lost on a lot of women.

So here is my question…. Do the Gods need to become kinder and gentler or do the Earths have to man up?


Peace

Happy Valentine's Day!

Peace.

To day is Valentines Day and over at Facebook, the hate has been brewing. It seems like folks have issue with the day. Righteous people in particular. That really just cracks me up. I have noticed that Righteous people have a problem with most holidays that are communal for Americans… Memorial Day, Columbus Day, 4th of July, Labor Day, Valentine’s Day, etc. And the argument is always the same…. “Black folks with KOS ain’t got no business celebrating the master’s holiday…” or something like that. Let me tell you something… I’m an educated Black Earth with 120 and my own 3 on it… I indulge in the holidays and I ain’t mad. NOR… will I let other jokers tell me how I’m supposed to feel or do.

Memorial Day… A day commemorating those who died in this country’s wars… Black people died in this country’s wars just like white people. Labor Day… A day when people with jobs get to take a breather. Black folks have jobs contrary to what the devil would have you believe. Thanksgiving… A commemorating thankfulness and family… Black folks are grateful and have families too. And those other days that are paid holidays…. HELL YEAH! But today….

It’s Valentines Day!!!! I like it. Now folks want me to think that I am wrong for asking the 7 to buy me some candy today because he can buy me candy any day of the year. That is true. It’s also true that I can buy me candy too. But that heart is only available at this time of year and I wants it! Folks would want me to think that the 7 is cultivated if he buys it for me. He’s not. Folks would also want me think that I am prostituting myself for candy, by implying that 7 is gonna get lucky tonight because he hooked me up. Y’all are stupid.

I love my man everyday of the year including leap year. He is a wonderful God who truly treats me and the cat like blood relatives. He doesn’t have to do anything but be himself, but he does things for me that make me feel happy and special. Like Buy Me Candy in a Heart Shaped Box. What the hell is wrong with that????

I think haters hate because they don’t understand the dynamics of functional relationships or just don’t have one. For that, I feel sorry for them. So what it’s a manufactured holiday… Aren’t they all? If you are too cheap to buy your woman a teddy bear and a $9 box of candy… you deserve to be alone.


Peace

Today's Supreme Mathematics: Born

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On this day of Birth, I need to make a bit of Knowledge Born…. Parents do NOT conceive their children. Yes they provide the raw materials and mothers in particular provide a location. But children conceive themselves….

Just because sperm is in proximity of an egg does not mean that the sperm WILL fertilize said egg. Think about this… on ejaculation, millions of sperm are released. If an egg is present, conception should occur every time, but it doesn’t. Not all sperm are viable. And occasionally women’s bodies are too acidic for sperm to live inside them for as long as it takes for the sperm and egg to meet. There even instances when the sperm makes it to the egg and the egg just rejects sperm efforts. Like I said…. When conception happens, it is a joint decision between egg and sperm.

Also be mindful that the egg is unattached to anything while in the uterine apparatus. Its in there just flipping and bouncing around. It is entirely free…. As is the sperm. Imagine yourself swimming around in a pool of water and meeting something or millions of somethings you have never seen before. What do you do? You can’t get out of the pool. So you either fight it, commit suicide or you allow it/them to share your moment. Those decisions are not made by the parents. They are made by the components.

So next time you look at your children, anyone or any living thing on the planet…. Be mindful that you/they made the choice to be here. And just as you choose to be here and create yourself… you can create other realities in your life.


Peace

Philipians 4:7

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Yesterday I was riding behind a car and I its bumper sticker read… “Let go and let God.” Then it went on to list a scripture. Philippians 4:7. Well I decided to Google that script. “And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” And I remembered…..

When I was a Xian… before KOS… I remembered the feeling of standing free in the church with problems over my head and on my shoulder and allowing myself to “Give them to the Lord.” I remember how free and good I felt. I would leave the building feeling uplifted, happy and tired from holy ghost dancing. Would my problems go away? No. But I had the feeling everything was gonna be alright.

Coming into KOS, you have to put that foolishness aside. And it IS foolishness. But it is a seductive foolishness. When you have KOS you know that it is impossible to give your problems away. You don’t have $$$ to pay a bill, just because you give it away doesn’t mean the bill will get paid by the mystery god. Folks say my heavenly father has many mansions on a hill in glory. Well my physical father had money, but that was his money and it didn’t mean I was going to get any. My mother has money and I KNOW there is no way I can put my hands on that. So what exactly do folks mean when they say that? You can call on All the jehovas you want…. Jirrah, nissi, tsidkenu, shalom, rappha, etc. nothing going to change until YOU do something. It’s just the way it is.

I suppose the reason I am so salty is because I am currently going through some personal challenges. And I would like to just give my problems to the mystery god and have him write a check for it. But I KNOW THAT IS AN ILLUSION!!!!!! 10 years ago while a devout, tithing xian I watched my husband, who I had finally got him broken in to where I wanted, deteriorate and die, literally, before my eyes. No amount of praying, tithing, fasting, anointing him with oil, touching the hem of the preacher’s garment, touching and agreeing kept him from dying. “Well,” everyone said, “it must have been God’s will.” That was the beginning of the end for me. There weren’t any more born again moments for me. His parents were super religious too. So I guess Psalm 37:25 didn’t work either.

Folks don’t want the responsibility of anything. My husband had an illness and he died from it. That’s it. My father had an illness and died from it. That’s it. People die from illnesses don’t they? In either situation there was nothing I could do to aid them. But religion has a plan… Blame your faith for what ever happens. Had they gotten better… gods will. But they died… my lack of faith or maybe I wasn’t in communion with the mystery god. Does that make any kind of sense to you?

“The Peace that passes all human understanding.” Peace is calmness. And we know Understanding to mean a clear picture in your mind based on information and personal experience. So let me get this…. Calmness is enough to allow an individual to transcend a result of which they have knowledge and experienced. Isn’t the definition of insanity doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results???? I actually only hear that definition from churches. But Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. So hoping and expecting something different to happen from a situation where you have seen the outcome is somehow NOT insane??? REALLY?

Hoping and Expecting is the flip opposite of Knowledge and Wisdom. That is your definition of trick-knowledge right there...
Knowledge + Wisdom = Understanding.
Hope + Expectation = Faith.

I suppose if you look at the verse… Philippians 4:7…. Paul (a man who is chiefly responsible for xianity as we know it, and who btw NEVER MET JESUS) (5:14) was interacting with a church that he started in Greece. You know Paul was a great delagtor. He ran all his churches from jail with letters. (And you thought criminal king pins were doing something new. I guess there isn’t anything new under the sun….) If you do the Knowledge, that church was in a prosperous area. Philippi literally means a friend of horses. And that was the industry there. Paul was receiving “gifts” from them. (Player Player!) I draw this up to mean that one must understand the Culture of the mystery God.

That is how the 10% rolls. They sell hope; plain and simple. And whether they deliver is something that CANNOT be determined. But the hope is NOT free. And the 85 is happy to spend their hard earned gold, (28:36) on the pipe dream. (30:36) The only thing they get is the good feeling that makes no sense.

I’m angry because my own people perish because of a lack of Knowledge of self. And they move through this existence like a ship without a sail. Folks think that because I have Bible Knowledge that I am going to come back to the fold. But it ain’t going to happen. I have 120 on cap; that doesn’t mean I’m going to join the NOI and apply for my X.

Maybe changing your mindset is the key to problem elimination. Whatever. But I can bare witness to this fact… Problems ALWAYS eventually work themselves out. Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse. Problems are ALWAYS temporary. B.U.T. Religions capitalize on that fact and make it sound like their mystery god is the reason why the problems resolve. GTFOOH

If you read this far, I’m proud of you.

It’s nature not religion.



Peace

Raising the Rod

Today is May 1st. My God has given information that in our tree we use the month of May to ‘Raise the Rod.’ Hmmmm…. I fasted already. And I had a bad experience with the Master Cleanse a few years back, I’m new in this tree, I am already walking a very healthy path, and a few more excuses I could give… so…. I’m thinking…. I ain’t doing it. But the emotion in His voice and His determination has caused me to reconsider.

What shall I do?...... Where am I lacking?...... What would make me a better person?..... What would improve my health?..... Oh the questions linger…. The God is giving up a LOT of television. I’m sorry. There is so little joy on my life. TV gotta stay. And He just got me a new one. Baby, that’s dirty! So for me it won’t be TV. I read a lot anyway, but I have decided to halt on the books for a minute to focus on my lessons. I have been fooling around and really not studying like I should. When I had to go back to Knowledge of Supreme Mathematics from the Culture Cipher degree of the Knowledge to Culture Cipher, I was a little salty; and have been begrudgingly moving through these lessons. So that is one thing I will focus on during the month of May.

Another thing that hit me early this morning was water drinking. I hate water. I know that we are supposed to drink half our body weight in ounces… yeah, yeah, yeah…. But we are supposed to drink all this damn water every day. No passes. That’s a lot of water. And as soon as you finish all that freaking water, you just have to start over again. Yeesh!

So for my Raising the Rod experience, I shall rededicate myself to the 1,2, and 3 of the lessons, and drink all that damn water. I’m a do it… I ain’t gonna be happy about it. I'll probably post the experience on my other Blog labelled Within/Without.

Alright. I already drank a 1/3 of today's water and I gotta go pee.


Peace

Serenity's Guide to Style...

I know I said I was done with this topic, but clearly it is still weighing on my mind. Every Earth does ¾ differently. That is strictly between that Earth and her God. And since this is a self styled Nation and we all got our own thing going on, I have decided to share what my “3/4” is. I’m certain my God will add on.

First I want to define what it means to me and why I observe it. (1) I am Earth; therefore, I imitate the planet. As the planet is covered ¾ with water, so I shall cover my planet (body) ¾ with clothing. (2) Modesty. (3) ¾ is a display of how I divide my Understanding by this Culture. Meaning how I display this Culture is based on my Understanding. Onto my personal rules…..

There are rules that I have that I have always had. I keep the goodies covered. Though some of the goodies aggressively show themselves no matter what I do so I give them their space.
Nothing tight. Tight is in the eye of the beholder. This eye says that if the clothes make you feel like a sausage then they are too tight. I call that sausage-ism. If you constantly have to pull up or down anything guess what? Too tight. But if you can comfortable exist in your clothing all day long, then that’s peace.

This is completely a Serenity thing… I don’t wear pants for the most part. I don’t think I have the body for pants, and I don’t like how men looked at me when I had them on. When I do wear them it’s because I’m working out or outside, so I’m a leave this one alone.

No skirts above the knee. There are plenty of reasons why this is a Serenity Rule. First of all…. I don’t like my knees. Secondly, its not age appropriate for me. I’m looking 40 in the nose! And thirdly, if a skirt is at or above you knees, when you sit or bend down it will really hike up and give the people a show.

Most of my skirts are long with varying levels of “form-fittedness”. But again nothing that makes me uncomfortable or ashamed. If I should wear a skirt that is closer to the knee, but will accommodate me bending or sitting, then I will wear a sleeve length that comes to at least mid upper arm and a headwrap.

I consider tall boots as a leg covering and add it to my calculation.

I have no problem with sleeveless tops. But I will wear a long skirt with them and a headwrap.

I know that we are not required to wear headwraps as long as everything else is covered ¾. But I have gotten comfortable with the wrap and will probably have one on for the next minute. And frankly, I don’t see me coming out of it unless my hair starts to complain. When my locs get a little longer, I may allow them to creep out of the wrap.

I will admit to wearing a lot more closer-to-the-knee-skirts in the winter. That’s because the sleeves go down to the wrist and there are always tall boots.

I consider ¾ as the starting point and not the entire goal. For example as I write this, I have an ankle length full skirt, a turtleneck, tall boats, a jacket and a headwrap. Only my face and hands are exposed. I’m probably closer to 7/8 than ¾. And that’s okay with me.

This is a pet peeve of mine…. Undergarments should not be seen from the outside of your clothes. If you are dark and wear a white bra (and vice versa), folks can see that through a lot of tops. STOP THAT! They make bras in various colors. And if you can’t find one that won’t show through you clothes, then wear a camisole. That is what they are there for. And never underestimate the value of a slip. I know this is me getting old. I used to couldn’t stand or understand slips. But everybody does not need to know what the shape of my leg looks like.

No chemicals in the hair. I had already given up the perms, but as I get older, the desire to color my hair is becoming stronger. Coloring, for the most part, is chemicals. Henna seems like a good option because it’s natural, but it doesn’t come in the shade I want (Jet Black) and stylists don’t really know how to apply it correctly. Non-Nation folks be like, “Why even bother? You wear a headwrap!” But that is that simple thinking that folks do. I don’t do this for others. I take care of myself for me! When I look in the mirror I NEED to be satisfied with what I see.

The last thing I’m a discuss is the saddest and most missed…. No Makeup. **sniff** I’m a leave this alone. I still ain’t strong enough to talk about giving up this one. It’s still tender…..


This is a question I have….. Why is it there are no rules for the Gods? Why I gotta see their drawers when they not my God? Why do they wear these intensely baggy clothing looking like they playing dress up in their Father’s clothes? Or these intensely tight pants that squeeze the jewels and allow no air up and through? How are you going to build a Nation if your swimmers are defective?

I am not advocating restrictive rules and dogma. One of the things I love about this Nation is the way we are each allowed to manifest the lessons for ourselves. I’m just one Earth sharing how she doeseth her thang.



Peace

Arrrgggh!

I went on back to knowledge with the God. Okay, I accept it. How hard could it be? Answer: Very! Not because the God is a hard taskmaster. But because now I have to go through the process of unlearning and relearning. Difficult to say the least. His lessons are different from my original lessons. It is hard to remember to swap speak for talk, or add over, or when does exact come in. It was easier when I learned them the 1st time. Now it is a more difficult road to maneuver. I know I’m just bitching. Isn’t that what blogs are for? But there is a good side. He his giving me far more information and attention than I originally got. So I guess it’s a trade off. I probably should be wishing that I started originally with Him. But then the possibility exists that I may not have appreciated as much as I do now. This is still a one way ticket.

Happy New Year!


Peace

Going back to Knowledge, Knowledge, Knowledge. Going back to Knowledge... I don't think so

I have gone back to knowledge. Damn! For real? I’m a give you a bit of my story.

This is not my first time as part of the 5% Nation of Gods and Earth’s. I had a bad boyfriend in high school. He claimed to be God. He treated me horrendously, never taught me anything past Supreme Mathematics and a bit of Supreme Alphabet. He never even gave me an appropriate righteous name. He called me by my nick name. Said that was righteous enough. As bad as he was, he interacted with other more upstanding Gods and Earths. In NJ for a minute, everyone was a God or Earth. So I knew from experience that there was a positive side to this nation. Through these other folks I learned that being a true and living God or Earth was a high accomplishment. Unfortunately, I never could figure out how to remain an Earth away from that person. So I went on back to Jesus.

That experience taught me, that if there is something that you want. You gotta want it for yourself. You can’t let someone else want it for you. It doesn’t work like that. Earths in this Nation especially. If we don’t want it for self, and we are only trying to please a man, where does that leave you if y’all separate? I’ll tell you where. Without a firm foundation. And we will fall back into the old ways because that’s all we have. And this life is not an easy life to live in this wilderness. We need each other.

Fast forward exactly 20 years. I have decide to come back to this Nation with my old behind. I wanted it for self. But I have issues. I did not want an enlightener/educator with whom I had a relationship with other than that of student-teacher. If he wasn’t close by that would be a plus too. I found what I was looking for. An enlightener with his own Earth who was willing to instruct me. He moved away, but still kept in regular contact with me. And delivered my lessons via email but followed up with me regularly. I could actually set my clock to his calls. But as life has already shown and proven to me, things change. He disappeared. And he knew this was going to happen. He equipped me with what I needed until he returned. And return he did. But then he disappeared only to return again. I’m a big girl. This ain’t nothing I can’t handle. But in the meantime… I’m still a woman.

I found a man. My own man. A true and living God. He has shown and proven to be what he said he was. And he has shared his wisdom with me. I am supremely happy. I was almost done with my lessons. I was nearly finished with the knowledge to culture cipher. He informed me that in order to be his Earth I had to reflect his light and that I would have to go all the way back to knowledge and redo my lessons with him. ALL OF THEM. Woooooooow.

The feminist in me is screaming hell to the naw! Yeah. I’m slightly country now. I never wanted to receive light from a man who has something to benefit from instructing me. My very first God treated my like shit and claimed his right to do so in the name of Allah. I know Earths who have been Earths for years, months and days who have never knowledge the 120 because they God hop. Gods have no such restriction. Maybe that’s why the 120 is not an Earth requirement. I said when I came back that I was doing this for me; and I meant it. But at what cost?

So back to knowledge I go. So far it’s a nice ride. But this is a one way ticket. I will not repeat this journey for another.


Peace.

Nurses

I do not like my coworker. In fact I have never liked her. She is simple, slow and incredibly easy to lead in the wrong direction. She stands on her square of ignorance and refuses to even consider another way of thought. I find it hilarious that she can feel so superior and so sure that she knows everything there is to know and didn’t graduate from high school or attend college. She has all sorts of plans for her daughter’s education that don’t even go together. She refuses to talk to any of us that work here about it. All the rest of us have not only completed college but even higher degrees. She believes everything that her church/prison house claims is gospel without question. Church is big here in the south. I know plenty of people that go to the mega-church she attends and their methods and teachings are among other things… suspect. Whatever the devils have to say she believes them 100% and at face value.

I am not a proselytizer. Nope. Not at all. Even when I was a devout Christian, I didn’t proselytize. I figured that being an example of the lifestyle was enough to draw people. I still feel that way. The Earth has a magnetic core. That’s why a compass works. So if you want at this culture, you can view it through my example. I say all this to say that whereas other folks have come around me wondering why I have a new sense of studious and civilized calmness, she has noticed and has been particularly and vocally resistant. Not that I care.

I have come to the conclusion that she is a nurse. When I first got the wisdom build degree of the knowledge to culture cipher, along with being awed by its length, I wondered how Original people could do this to their own people. All the henchmen/women followed Yacub’s rules, regulations and laws as gospel. To me, the nurse had the most despicable of all the jobs. She (and there are male nurses) was the one to do the actual dirty work. Once she did her job, there was no going back. She was the actual murderer! I see this chick as a murderer because she receives her rules and acts without thought. I suppose the lure of that pie in the sky was too much for some folks, although no one have ever returned to confirm or deny it’s existence. I watch her move in her own cipher just fucking shit up. Setting things into rotation that will, without a doubt collide. Warning her does no good. She doesn’t believe me or anybody other than her preacher/overseer.

Well I can’t be bothered. A few weeks ago I was trying to explain a simple concept to her regarding our work, and she could not or refused to open her mind to allow anything in or out. I have no idea why she was being so resistant to me. Again, I don’t care. But I have made the conscious decision to keep my jewels to myself. Ezekiel 3:18 says that we are required to warn the wicked. I did my job. I keep my sphere as far away from hers as possible, while keeping the borders from overlapping as much as possible. And when her iniquity catches up with her, my hands will be clean.


Peace.

Today's Mathematic's Understanding Cipher abbt Understanding

Understanding… The best part of life. It is the Black child who is the star. Understanding is a clearly drawn picture in one’s mind through knowledge and wisdom.

Cipher… is a 360* circle made up of 120* of knowledge, 120* of wisdom and 120* of understanding to make it complete.

I see today’s math, Understanding Cipher abbt Understanding, as a testimony to the importance of knowledging the big picture. People make a lot of decisions without truly having all the facts. I speak of facts and not feelings. Some find it hard to distinguish between the two. Understanding the entire circle, allows you to access and hone in on where the actual problems lie. And once you have that information, you can heal and/or complete your cipher.

Peace.

Today's Mathematics: Wisdom God abbt Born

I am a female. And prone to female emotions. Today is a mushy day. Bear with me….

Genesis 1
1In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.
2And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.
3And God said, Let there be light: and there was light.
4And God saw the light, that it was good: and God divided the light from the darkness.
7And God made the firmament, and divided the waters which were under the firmament from the waters which were above the firmament: and it was so.

I’m not anti all religious books. There is a lot of knowledge hidden in them. I do have a problem with religion, but I’m assuming that y’all realized that already. This creation scripture is working for me today.

It has been said the proper way for women to enter this Nation is to be drawn up by a God, and taught by that God to be Earth. I use it as a reference that in the beginning God was present; and present alone. And he created the heavens (the realm of the God and Earth) and the Earth.

Women become Earths when she knowledges the Blackman as God. But it is a process, because the Earth was without form and void. It did not have the proper and useful appearance and bore no life. So the God has to take the Earth through a refinement process to become the most fully empowered. In that process, the God created light from darkness. I cee this as the God removing the mattresses from the Earth’s eyes freeing her from the triple stages of darkness. So that she can see and reflect the light of the God.

So how do I cee today’s Mathematics? I, as Earth, willingly choose to reflect the light of my God and born his understanding.

Told you I was feeling mushy…..



Peace.

Happy Bornday Daddy!

Today is my father’s bornday. He would have been god wisdom years old. He died on the knowledge day of the understanding month of this past year. I miss him.

That’s enough to post by itself. But to tie it in with today’s mathematics of culture/freedom I must say that my dad truly walked to the beat of his own drum. Although he did not practice this culture. He practiced his own and he felt fully free and vindicated to do so.

At his funeral there were all kinds of people making their observations on his life. Everyone pretty much said the same thing. He was his own man. My mother did nothing but complain that he didn’t behave in the way that she would have liked. I spoke to my Daddy in the physical last December. It was the last time I saw him before he died. (I live in GA, he in NJ) he told me that he lived the exact life that he wanted to live and had no regrets. I’m happy that at the end of his life, his conscious was clear and he was free to live his life as he wanted and for the most part… always had. Makes me wonder how freely do I express my/this culture. Am I truly living as I say I am?


Peace

Today's Mathematics: Wisdom Culture/Freedom abbt Equality

Today is Christmas Eve. This is my 1st time not celebrating Christmas. I’m moderately bummed about it. I like Christmas. But I do not adhere to the belief of a mystery god; therefore have to give up that ghost (pun intended). Wisdom is wise words and actions of Original individuals. And Culture/Freedom refers to our lifestyle and just being mentally free of BS. (Forgive me for paraphrasing) So as much as I love this time of year because of the holiday, I have to man up and stand on my square and say…. I don’t celebrate Christmas.

The action of not celebrating Christmas this year has been the cause of much meditation for me. Probably more so than others that don’t observe. I have been very careful not to demonstrate the outer trappings of a religious holiday. I loved the singing and the carols. This time of year I like going to church and seeing the decorations. I like decorating my own queendom. Then I found myself considering whether or not it would be apropos to incorporate the secular aspects of the holiday in my cipher. I’m still on the fence about that. Clearly this needs more consideration. It’s hard to ask others how they negotiate around things. I’m convinced that most Black people are paranoid. And when you start asking questions, no matter how innocently you mean them, they start shutting down on you. And got the nerve to get aggressive to boot!

We have everything we need within our culture. We have our observances and celebrations. We know better than to buy into this wilderness’ foolishness and devilshment. But I ain’t lying when I say that even though BS kills us as a people…. It can be quite enjoyable. But is that ‘fun’ worth what it does to us as a people, as a Nation? And even though I don’t celebrate this so-called holiday, I’m still going to take the best part. I’m going to take a paid holiday and the time off. I’m going to partake of the sales (so to speak). And I plan to visit with my family.

B.U.T. when all is said and done, you have to be able to live a life on you own terms and according to your own system. And that is my Equality.


Peace.

Today's Mathematics: Wisdom Wisdom abbt Culture/Freedom

2- Wisdom -is the wise words spoken by the black man, black woman and black child. Wisdom is the black woman who is the moon, because she receives her light from the sun which is the black man and reflects it on to the star which is the black child. Wisdom is the manifestation of one's knowledge.

4- Culture/Freedom is one’s way of living, meaning one’s language (wisdom) and customs (ways and actions). The Original Man’s culture is Islam: freedom, justice, and equality, which is peace. Free to practice one's own culture, which is Islam. Without conflict.

A friend of mine said that today was a sister’s day because the manifestation of 2 represents woman. I like that. Since every month has a 22nd, I’m going to take it as a personal day!

But back to the manifestation…. I cee today’s math as being we should take care of the words that we Earths utter to each other. At a previous gathering of women I attended, there was another Earth present who has all kinds of animosity towards me. And I knew it, though I don’t know why. (Nor do I care) But every time I made a suggestion or offered support, she slammed me. Now other Earth’s in attendance witnessed the drama but did little to counteract it. I can understand why. They don’t want to get involved with something that’s not their business. I probably would do the same thing. But I wanted to get things on track. And being the older of the pair, I waited until we were breaking and asked her why she felt so strongly against me. She said she thought that I though too much of myself. I agreed with her. I do, but that’s me. I’m too old and unwilling to change is how I explained it to her. But the truth of the matter is I am very confident and I recognize that that can offend the less confident. So I joke about it, but never change it. Ask a confident person where that confidence comes from, and you will a long road of insults, let downs and abuse. She chilled after our talk and we were able to move on.

I could have showed my ass when the Earth confronted me in front of the group. I’m at that age where I know how to irrefutably put people in their places with a smile on my face. But I chose to be more diplomatic.

We women are guilty of being hard on each other while giving men the benefit of the doubt. We need to do better. Earth is the home to Islam. Islam being our culture means we have to watch the 2 that we speak to other 2's.


Peace

Love Hell or Right

Maybe it’s because it’s the end of the year and I’m getting reflective. This is going to sound incredibly crazy. Incredibly. I am typing this and still can’t believe that I am saying this. It’s stupid yet causing my soul to explode if I don’t let it out. Here goes….

I really LOVE this Nation!

Okay. You’re probably wondering why I feel this way at this moment. I have been part of this nation for a year now. I should have felt like this at the start. And you’re probably correct. But I can and only will speak for this Earth. New things can be scary.

I guess it’s like when you get a new job. You’re happy for the new opportunity but after a minute you see the inconsistencies within the cipher that you didn’t originally realize when you were honeymooning. Then you get angry and frustrated. Then finally accept it; maybe even find a way to be happy or love it. I have walked through this same process with the 5% Nation of Gods and Earth’s. I was initially excited to rejoin this Nation. Thrilled when I got lessons passed the math. But then I started coming amongst the righteous people. Witnessed inconsistencies. Got angry. Found my lessons hard to memorize and my folks disappeared. Twice. Saw unnecessary infighting. Got conflicting information. Have been lightly insulted. Made and lost friends, etc.

(1) I was studying my lessons the other day and realized that I had the lessons I had been working on. Not a suspicion, but HAD them. That was a comforting feeling. I have not 1’d the 120 yet, but the ones I have, I have and the 3 on them. Feels good.

(2) I looked at myself in the mirror, and thought to myself that I am more attractive (at least to myself) in ¾ than I was in whatever percentage I was rocking prior. And even without makeup, it’s still a good look. I had been previously convinced that I had to maintain a certain standard for acceptance. Make up was supposed to make me more attractive and more polished. Even my old Earth has a lot to say about how I dress now. But her complaints are due to lack of understanding vs. not being presentable. I look good regardless of whether or not I am wearing makeup and I have found creative ways to express myself without exposing myself. And the men still pause.

(3) Lately I have come to the realization that certain men are not going to come around to my way of thinking and lifestyle. That was initially depressing. But then I reconsidered my thoughts in a different light… Does it really matter? Does it matter that individuals whom I have only social equality with agree with something as personal as my point of view? No. On the flip side of the same album, I realize that I have to do what’s right for Serenity, regardless of whom or what. And I refuse to be ashamed to stand righteously on my own square.

I have more understanding in general too. Not just on Nation issues, but life as a whole. I cee things with the clarity of new glasses. I think and consider more from a mathematical perspective. And not that I didn’t have one before KOS, But I have made plans for the righteous future. Shaking off the mystery god was way more difficult for me than for others. The mystery god had been working for me. But with my clearer vision I cee that that was an illusion. A comfortable illusion, but an illusion all the same.

So what’s next for the Queen? I plan to 1 the 120 by the equinox. That is March 20th 2009. I plan to go to the Show and prove in 2009. I plan to add on with a true and living God. I really want to have seeds too in 2009. I have been in the last decade been preparing for how I’m currently living. Though not consciously. I am seizing the best part. I am so excited for what wisdom cipher cipher born will born into Serenity’s cipher, square and universe.

Keep checking for updates!


Peace.

I.S.L.A.M.

This has nothing to do with today’s math. At least I don’t think it does….

I was thinking about Supreme Mathematics manifestations, i.e. the order that they are displayed. Clearly there is a pre-existing order to the math (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,0). But the knowledge, wisdom, understanding, culture/freedom, power/refinement, equality, god, build/destroy, born, cipher. There is a reason for the order.

Knowledge is the foundation of everything in existence… et al. Well ‘1’ begins the numerical system; therefore it’s the foundation. Wisdom corresponds with ‘2’. You cannot have wisdom without having knowledge 1st. And Understanding is a clearly drawn picture in one’s mind through knowledge and wisdom. It’s clear that 1,2 & 3 are in the appropriate order to build.

Can you really be free know who you are and express your lifestyle without 1 2 & 3 beforehand? And Power/refinement… Isn’t that a product of being free to knowledge your culture? Equality (6) comes along to show us balanced living and is 1+2+3. So it’s clear that 1,2 &3 was needed (as always) before hand and in that order. God (7) comes through as always to represent. I find it interesting that God comes in at 7 in the Supreme Math as well as the Supreme Alphabet. God is omnipotent. Build /Destroy comes along at this point because now that we have built up our spheres we need to know how to righteously govern it by building and destroying. Born is 9. 9 months to bring a child into this realm and 9 stages to manifest mentally. And a cipher indicates completion.

I draw this up to mean that mathematics is not just approaching life according to the ideal that each date brings; but to manifest our existences in an orderly fashion that is right and exact. Older people say you have to crawl before you can walk. I see this adage as a meaning that we all have to go though a process while walking our baby to adult to elder steps through this nation. And the learning doesn’t stop after Pluto.

Well…. Gotta get on my grind….

Allah was a genius, and I sincerely love his mathematics.



Peace

10* 1-14

"10) Why does Muhammad and any Muslim murder the Devil? What is the duty of each Muslim in regards to four Devils? What reward does a Muslim receive by having and presenting the four Devils at one time?
Because the Devil is 100% weak and wicked and will not keep and obey the laws of Islam. His ways and actions are like those of a snake of the grafted type. So Muhammad learned that he could not reform the Devil, so they had to be murdered, because they know that he is a snake and if he was allowed to live he would only sting someone else. Each Muslim was required to bring in four Devils and by having and presenting the four devils at one time his reward was a button to wear on the lapel of his coat, also free transportation to the Holy City of Mecca to see their brother Muhammad."


This is a very scary degree for folks that look in the windows of this Nation. People sans 3. But the term ‘devil’ doesn’t have to literally mean the colored man. The devil is 100% weak and wicked. And if we are honest we all have ways and actions that aren’t 100% righteous. Those w’s and a’s are devilshment and now is the time to end that foolishness.

I can only speak for this Earth. I have devils within. I have a huge problem with anger. I have a friend who says that's not unusual for a Scorpio. Most of my life’s troubles can be traced to anger. 4 qualities that make up my anger’s process is (1) impulsiveness (2) seething (3) grudge holding and (4) planning.

Do something to me to incite anger and you will not witness a pretty scene. My life’s experiences has taught me that allowing my anger to explode and acting on that never yields the results that I’m looking for and often causes more problems. Think of children that throw tantrums. Those children are angry, but what does that expression get them? Punishment. I learned early on to channel my anger so that I could receive maximum satisfaction from it. I must admit sometimes I can be impulsive and do the 1st evil thing to reciprocate the devilshment. Yes I feel vindicated, but often I’ll get angry at self later because there might have been a more ruthless alternative that I overlooked.

I also seethe in anger. I have sat in unoccupied rooms alone causing premature wrinkling due to anger. I’m certain on those occasions I have damaged vasculature being angry like that. I don’t always sit, though. I remember being so angry with my father that while preparing food for myself and my then fiancé, that I accidentally cut through my hand and bled all over the meal I was preparing. My then fiancé came in the kitchen looked over my shoulder and quietly and easily moved me away from the counter. I was sooooo spaced out that I didn’t feel the injury.

There are still people that wronged me in childhood, if these said people stepped in front of my car, I wouldn’t brake. I am well aware that is not right and exact. I'm working on it. To me the planning is the worst and last stage. If it gets this far, the other party is going to have a problem. I have never been able to put the brakes on my anger once it gets that far. I will need intervention at this juncture to prevent me actually realizing my goal for foolishness. Not many are bold enough to step to me at this point. Only person that consistently can see all the deviousness signs is my Old Earth. And we no longer live close to each other. She relies on intuition. Her accuracy is eerie.

Example… And this is personal… Don’t judge me…. Just 1 the example…. An ex cheated on me and knock up some child. I say child but she was technically legal. Anywho… trying not to add on emotions…. He tells me this on the phone. We had been in a relationship for a total of 9 years, though not sequential. He knew better than to present himself and this information at the same time in the physical. I made a few a jokes and assured him all would be well. Not with us, just him and his situation. After a good night’s sleep (and it was good) I awoke angry. I bypassed the seething stage. This was full blown planning. I supposed I seethed in my sleep. After a few playful calls and emails (from him, not me), I was on my way to his home wearing a black outfit with a brick and a golf club on the passenger seat. For the life of me I don’t remember how I got to this point. I needed intervention. My mother called repeatedly on the cell but I knew better than to speak with her. I was on a mission. Then, my tire blew. That epiphany and/or intervention and triple A turned me around and put me back at home where I needed to be. The ex didn’t get off so easily. His mother was visiting from out of state for a party he was giving on Labor Day of that year. I was invited but I decided against attending. I said that we had dated for 9 years, I knew this man’s proclivities as well as his social security number, date of birth and address. I had his lights and water cut off. Knowing full well that he would not be able to get them cut back on until after the holiday. I’m not proud. But satisfied.

Now… If I could kill these 4 aspects of my anger at one time can you imagine the peace that would reign in my cipher? Not just for me, but for anyone that passes through. I’m talking about complete control and banishment of these devils. Never to be triggered again. To never hurt another. Another reason why I wait to bare fruit. I would hate to get angry at or with them. The button on my lapel could be the countenance on my face and the peace that pervades my being. Everyone could cee it. And I could exist in a blissful place such as Muhammad’s presence. And do you notice that the lesson says nothing about returning from Mecca.

Imagine….

Peace

Today's Mathematics: Wisdom Knowledge abbt Understanding

Wisdom is wise words (or actions) spoken by the Black man Woman and child. Knowledge is the foundation of everything in existence. Understanding is a clearly drawn picture in one’s mind using knowledge and wisdom.

I am so tired of people besmirching Barack Obama. The man has not even been inaugurated. I see it in every group that I come in contact with. I expect more from the conscious and righteous community. I find it all incredibly annoying. I hear “Barack Obama is and Uncle Tom”, or, “Barack Obama is no different than any other president because he was put in place by the ‘powers that be’”. Here is my favorite stupid @$$ed question…. “What is going to do for Black people?”

Barack Obama has done all he is supposed to for Black people. He got elected. Case Closed. We are square.

Read this excerpt from Wikipedia….
“The President of the United States is the head of state and head of government of the United States and is the highest political official in United States by influence and recognition. The President leads the executive branch of the federal government; his or her role is to enforce national law as given in the Constitution and written by Congress.”
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/President_of_the_United_States

I invite y’all to peruse the entire article and the constitution before y’all keep talking no speaking this bull. (Talking implies you understand what you’re talking about. Speaking is just uttering sounds.) The job description of the President of the United States says nothing about hooking Black folks up. What happens to the person who works at Macy’s or Burger King or any damn place that gives his friends the hook up? That employee gets fired. I’ve seen the hooker upper get in legal trouble depending on the level of the hook up. Is that what you want from/for our new Black president? You want him to lose his job because he tried to us Black folks a solid? What kind of person wants to put another person in that predicament? Where is all that ‘Black love’ here? No other president has been faced with these foolish expectations. Why Obama? Oh I forgot. Because he has to prove that he’s Black enough. Clearly y’all not drawing this up properly.

This is just an example of the folly of putting wisdom before knowledge. It will lead to misunderstanding. But done correctly 1 + 2 will born 3/understanding.