AND????

Peace.


Here is the thing.... why would I want to be thin? You like how I'm getting right into it today dontcha?

I am not a thin person. It is what it is. But my problem is that I don't aspire to be a thin person; and because of that I'm being judged. I don't think my life would be better if I lost 20 lbs. I”m not a person with self esteem issues. You can't hurt my feelings by calling me fat. My self worth is not attached to my appearance. I like anybody like to look good, but I don't feel like I need to alter my appearance.

So... I've been asking people who aspire to be thin, why they want it it like that....

1. “To be healthy” I'm healthy now. I have eczema and fibroids but those have nothing to do with my weight. I've had eczema since I was a baby and my fibroids are hereditary (thanks Mommie), so.....? I'm in my 40's and I don't have hypertension, diabetes, or any of the chronic diseases my thin friends have; nor do I take medications. And my family history says that all the illnesses should have kicked in by now. Also, by saying thinness is healthier, is saying that thin people don't get sick... they do. And making the assumption that I am going to have all kinds of problems because of statistics just shows and proves that you have drank the KoolAid and fallen victim to the okey doke. You are sheeple.

2. “To have nice clothes” Well... I make my own clothes. I would if I was thin too. Because of my skin issues. I need to control the fabric and you can only do that if you create clothes from the fabric. So....

3. “So men will notice me” I have a man. I have always had men. My own men. And men still notice me. So again......

4. “To not be picked on” Unless you are a child, this is the dumbest reason as yet I've heard. Adults should not fall victim to bullying or peer pressure. That is some high school bull. Be grown. Either walk away, or kick the bitch's ass. If people feel comfortable in picking on you because your big, then they will pick on you for other reasons.

5. “To be more attractive” I'm already attractive. I always feel like I look good. Blame my father for that. He told me that we – our last name – look better on off days then most people look on their best. He used our last name as an adjective for good stuff. Daddy ain't never lie. He said I look good then so be it! That was all tongue and cheek, but the truth is, I do look look good at this weight. I'd look good 20, 30, 100 pounds lighter. I'd look good 20, 30, 100 pounds heavier. and that is also saying that ALL skinny people are attractive... They aren't

I was at a parliament and a – female -- stepped in the Cipher and called me short and fat. I laughed. What was her purpose for doing that? She was trying to offend me because she said I offended her. She thought I would be hurt. I wasn't. So I'm short and fat? And? Next? My coworker has said to me on numerous occasions over the passed 10 years that I should be ashamed of myself for being fat? She said this in front of people at an office meeting. I asked her why? She said she didn't think that I knew I was fat. Ok.... And I asked her why does that bother her? She had no answer. People are uncomfortable with confidence and comfort in your own self especially when they aren't comfortable with themselves. Hurt people, hurt people. I get it.

I guess the bottom line is I don't aspire to lose weight. If I should lose weight for whatever reason it isn't because I was trying. What I'm trying to do is enjoy life. And unhappy ignorant sheeple are striving to keep me from being happy.

Eyes on your own paper


Peace.

Freedom....

Peace.


Yesterday, I found that my ex died. And not recently. Like 7 years ago. This is significant to me. It means I'm free.

This is the only ex that was physically and mentally abusive to me. I was 17 when I was with him and didn't have life experience. He was my “chicken pox” relationship. He immunized me against abusive relationships. Every single man I have ever dated has been viewed through the lens of this joker. Any one that exhibited the slightest similarity was instantly discarded. This ex terrorized me since I was 17. I never speak his name because I'm afraid he'll show up. He always has....

I don't think I'm happy that he's dead. What I am sure of is I feel is relief. I didn't realize how much I used to look over my shoulder. How I How much I was currently looking over my shoulder always scanning the environment just in case he was around. And I live 1000 miles away from where he lived. That never stopped him.

This man....
Blackened my eyes...*
I'm Free!

Shot at me...*
I'm Free!

Threw upper body through a glass window and then blamed me for the damage...
I'm Free!

Slapped the literal taste out of my mouth...*
I'm Free!

Threatened to kill my family....*
I'm Free!

He and his brother forcibly held me down while he.....*
I'm Free!

Photographed me....*
I'm Free!

Beat me savagely in front of his family at a family dinner and not one of these people raise their hands or voice to stop him. My own cousin sat at this table (married to his sister)....*
I'm Free!

Damaged my father's car, then bragged when my father had an accident...*
I'm Free!

Separated me from my friends and family. He threatened my closest friend at the time with a baseball bat...”
I'm Free!

Kidnapped me and my at the time boyfriend at gunpoint and held us hostage for 2 days....
I'm Free!

Grabbed me by the neck while I was entering my apartment building and tried to drag me to his car...
I'm Free!

Threatened me and my husband, that he would kill us if I married him. And... stood on the outside of the church, across the street on my wedding day with a rifle. I saw him when I went in and I saw him when we came out...
I'm Free!

Showed up in GA after I moved here and let me know that I would never be free of him. That he could get to me if he wanted.
I'm Free!

Placed enmity between me and my family that I don't think will ever go away...
I'm Free!

The best part to be taken from that”relationship” is that he taught me to drive a car and that of the 8 children that he left behind... he didn't leave one with, though he tried. He kept/keeps me from having that type of relationship ever again. I'd rather be alone than be in an abusive relationship like that again.

I'm not joyful. I'm not throwing a party in celebration or anything. I suppose his parents, children, siblings, and wives feel some kind of way. But for me... I am FREE... I got into my car this morning without doing a perimeter search. I have no idea the changes that will happen in my life. But seriously after 27 years.... I can finally say.... I'm Free!


Peace

Ebola

Peace.

This ebola thing is scary is it not? I mean you get this disease and you die in 3 weeks. For those of us without the virus, that's cool. If you suspect that someone has ebola, you just avoid them for 3 weeks and if they are still alive then you can relax. But IMO there isn't enough useful information out there regarding this disease. We are being told to just trust the CDC and hospitals. And y'all... I work at Emory!!!! I do not trust the government to be concerned about my health so I have begun to get proactive about avoiding this disease.

I don't mention this often... but I am a doctor/dentist. Seriously, I went to school for it, graduated, completed a residency and everything. I have also worked in several microbiology labs throughout my career and my undergraduate degree is in Zoology with minors in chemistry and math. You may choose not to believe what I say... and you don't have to... but it will be for some other reason than I'm not qualified to tell you.

Ebola is a virus. Do you know what a virus is? It is a single strand of DNA that is capable of existing on it's own. All viruses are RNA. DNA during it's replication phase pulls apart... imagine a zipper splitting down the middle.... But DNA for regular cells never pulls apart without instantly attracting it's complementary nucleic acid. By the time it's completely unzipped, you have 2 molecules. That's mitosis and mieosis. No charge for the biology lesson. RNA is just one side of a zipper that can live and function like that. Because it is so similar to DNA, the body doesn't just instantly reject it. I don't know of an issue where any RNA has been helpful to humans. It's a parasite. Also... viral infections cannot be healed. Every single virus that has ever gotten in your body, is still there somewhere chilling in the cut. And if you become immuno-compromised.... it can come back out and reek havoc. Google chicken pox – shingles relationship.

So there is a lot of ebola information out there. You don't need to to tell you what you already know. But let me tell you some things that I had to search for....

The first surprising thing I found out about ebola is that it has been a thing since 1976. You can't blame Obama for that. This should really have a cure by now. It's almost 40 years old. Which leads me to believe it does.

Ebola, once in the body, attack monocytes and microphages. PUMPERNICKEL!!! Our bodies are amazing and have amazing reactions. When a foreign body enters the bloodstream... because among other things, blood snitches... there are cells that sound the alarm. T helper cells do this. They tell the body that right here, right now, there is some BS that needs to be taken care of. (BTW HIV appropriates the T helper cells, so that alarm never gets heard) Ebola doesn't affect the T helper cells... it affects the next level of defense... the phages.

We have cells in our bodies that eat foreign matter; anything the body doesn't recognize. When you have an infection, these phages eat the foreign bodies up like it's gubment cheese. And then the phages die together and that's how pus is formed. These are the targets of ebola virus. Ebola enters the cell not from getting eaten, but from a receptor... Getting in through a receptor is like gaining entry to someone's house with a key. The cell won't consider the virus a threat and allow it to have access to all parts of it. Ebola will then shut down the original function of the cell and change it to the creation of more ebola viruses. The cell will make more and more ebola virus strands until the cell is full and it bursts at the seams. As long as the ebola was in the cell it was safe from the body's immune system. Once out the immune response starts over again.

Think about this... the presence of ebola activates T helper cells in turn causes an acute immune response that brings the phages. The phages are the ebola target. The ebola essentially calls for it's own food. Damn.

Now you know the what's and hows... the symptoms are out there... Fever, sores, pain, vomiting, rash diarrhea and bleeding from the inside out. What do we do?????

Despite what the govt says... there is no cure. Viruses cannot be cured; they have to be survived. What we can do is more preventative. (1) Don't get it. Mind your business by staying away from folks. If you know someone has been traveling stay away from them for 3 weeks. If they don't get sick, your good. The research says that ebola has come from bats... I'm at a loss at how bats can pass a disease to a human via fluids but I suppose it's possible... Keep your spaces clean. Ebola allegedly can live for a while on surfaces Bleach works. Hand sanitizer. Lysol. No public toilets. And stop being social. Don't invite folks all up and through your spaces. No parties, no free rides for folk, no mass transit. Wear maskes at movies. No sharing. No puffing/sipping and passing. Keep it to your self. Lay low until this foolishness passes. (2) Pay attention to your body. Stay healthy as possible. Now is the time to start thinking about adopting a healthy lifestyle. When the body is healthy, it is better suited to survive illness. If you feel like you could have gotten infected, by all means go to the doctor and prepare to be interned. And (3) treat your symptoms. But this is a tricky thing. Fever, vomiting and diarrhea are tricky. It is the body's response to pathogens. This needs to happen. But it needs to be managed and not allowed to be overdone. That's the tricky. It's important to stay hydrated... with water.... and feed yourself the best way you know how. Now is the time to think about smoothies and non-dairy protein drinks. Dairy causes mucus and skin issues. That makes things worse. Muscles pains... NSAIDS. Fever.... tylenol. Diarrhea..... carbs and imodium. The liver and kidneys needs to be supported though. Liver can regenerate... kidneys... not so much. If they get too damaged, you might need dialysis. If you want to treat without meds, otc or otherwise.... I wouldn't suggest that. This ain't the time for that.

That's all I got right now.

Y'all be safe. And be mindful that it's your responsibility to manage your own selves.

Be Safe....


Peace

Equality

Peace.


Do you know I have never smoked weed in my life??? Never. No contacts… nothing. I’m far from a goody-two-shoes. It’s just something that didn’t happen for me. I see it as a bondage that I have yet to be freed from.

When I was in high school… they years everyone got to smoke weed…. I didn’t. My mother is crazy. Not the light-mild crazy that is expected from all mothers. My mother is/was certifiable. And she was always striving… for reasons unbeknownst to me… and still unbeknownst… to get me institutionalized. Seriously. She has been trying for as long as I remember to get me sent to the shelter. She started when I was 4 and this lasted until I was in my senior year of high school. A way she could relinquish her parental rights, without looking like a monster, was for me test positive for THC cannabis. See? I know the lingo. So I never smoked weed when I was underage. My mother had me tested.

In college…. By the time I got acclimated to the point where I could smoke… I got a job. And with said job came pre and intra employment substance testing. I didn’t want to lose my job so… I didn’t partake.

In graduate school…. This was funny…. They had “random” drug tests of its students. I used quotation marks because I got tested 16 times. That’s once per quarter… As did the other Black students. Some white students never got tested… ever. Or maybe they got tested once or twice in the 4 years. The Black people in my program… and I’m talking about all levels 1st – 4th year used to get rounded up so much, that we’d go out afterward for drinks; trying to be ironic. The testers knew our names.

Most of the jobs I’ve ever had require a drug test. Because I WORK FOR OTHER PEOPLE!!! If I was a self employed entrepreneur, I could do what I want. I’m not saying that there is dignity and glory in being a pot head. As weight conscious as I am, I probably would resent the munchies. But I am mad that other people have kept me from experiencing something that I consider benign and that I’m told is quite pleasurable.

Think about who is making your decisions for you…..



Peace

Path of Least Resistence

Peace.

This is something that has been rolling around in my mind for sometime. I have been having difficulty expressing it via blog. People read my blog then approach me in a cold current because they think I was talking about them. Hit dogs will holler. But do you know what??? I don’t care. My give-a-fuck-cipher is really small now. And I’m good with that.

Why are people so lazy that they take the path of least resistance?

There is a meme floating about, with a picture of a thick body builder. And the question was posed, “what would you do if this man slapped your mother?” And the answer was, “I’d slap her too. How dare she offend this man?” now I get that that was a joke. I even sniggled, but it is an example of what I’m talking about. Instead of doing the right thing, people do the easy thing. Easy is not synonymous with right.

Let me give you some examples….

This has happened more than I care to say. Yet another reason why I rarely go out. I’m at an event/party with my boyfriend but I’m not necessarily sitting with my boyfriend. Hell, it’s a party and I’m laughing with my girls and the BF is hanging with his boys. Invariably a man… just like Maxine on Living Single, he will have on some gingham or pleather with a jheri curl, a big belt buckle and a gold tooth…. will try to make a power move. When I tell dude that I have a BF he doesn’t believe me. “If you have a man, where is he at?” He gets handsy and I get gone and run to my BF and tell him that another man is bothering me. And do you know what most of my boyfriends will say/do? “What did you do to him?” WTF!!!! I’m not saying that I want BF to go over and kick old dude’s ass, but I will like my feelings acknowledged. And for the record, I don’t date small men. They are always big and/or tall. So these dudes are just being lazy by not protecting me.

The reason my most frequent past fiancé (yes I have been engaged a lot. And this dude, I was engaged to 3 separate times with other fiancés/husbands in between) went from friend-zoned to eff-able was because I was at a party and a freak show was advancing on me, and he actually protected me… THE ENTIRE NIGHT. Normally I’d have to leave after an altercation, but not then. Clearly this dude and I had our issues, but my feeling safe in his presence wasn’t one of them.

When I moved to Atlanta, one of the biggest factors influencing our decision to come here was whether or not I could practice here. I had just completed my training and got licensed in NJ. I didn’t want to have to do that all over again in GA. I called the GA Board of Dentistry and asked them if my license would transfer seamlessly to GA. Chick told me, and I quote, “If you have a license in NJ, I see no problem with you getting a license in GA.” I asked will it transfer seamlessly, she said, “Absolutely.” Once I got here and applied for the license, I was told that I would have to do everything I had just done all over again. I had the name, the date, the time of the person I had spoken with. And she said that she didn’t misspeak. She said the process was the same here as in NJ (It’s not) and that if I did it there, I could do it here. Why didn’t she just say when I called her, “No”? Because she didn’t want to be the bad guy.

When I used to go to church, I would be dry-molested by various old men in the church who thought it was funny and that I might take it as a compliment. No. I got to the point that I wouldn’t allow anyone to touch me. A man at one church ran me down so that he could get a full frontal hug. His wife saw the encounter and complained to the pastor that I was making a pass at her man. REALLY???? Dead Ray Charles could have seen that for what it was. But it was easier for her to blame me than have a conversation with her husband. At another church, I pulled a knife… in service… on a man who made an offensive comment about my breasts. His wife didn’t speak to me for a month. What did I do wrong?

My boss wants certain things from me that aren’t necessarily in my job description. Nothing lecherous… Like he wants me to have long hair all the time. It doesn’t have to be permed/weaved but he prefers my hair long. IDKY. Especially when all t he other females in the office have really short cuts. He wants me in heels. IDK why because I sit down all the time. And most importantly he wants me in makeup. Again, IDKY. There are other women who work here who he does not have this expectation. He has gone as far as to not give me a raise because of this; yet he has never mentioned this to me directly. He even sort of stopped speaking to me socially because of this. I over heard him speaking to a vendor about what he wanted from me. So… I wear my locs out as much as is possible and maintain my 3/4ths and put on more makeup than I previously did. And we are back to being friends again. Why didn’t he just say something? I stopped wearing makeup because it started to break me out. I stopped wearing heels because I broke my foot 3x and heels frighten me a little now. I guess he never considered any of that. I mentioned all of this to him and you should have seen the look of concern… he is an actor though… wash over his face. SMH… But I guess he took the easy road, huh?

Just this weekend, I planned to go to a Drive in with some friends. A friend mentioned that she wanted to see the movie that I was planning to see. She has a clean car unlike myself and my other friend. I asked her if she wanted to go and she said yes. I tell her that we will be to her house at 7:45pm. She says cool. I text her when we are on our way. Again, she says cool. I get there and she tells me that she changed her mind. She wants to just talk in her driveway. Damn the fact that there were 2 people looking at her who wanted to see the movie. Why couldn’t she just tell me at any given juncture that she didn’t want to go? By having us go out of our way to go to her house wasted time and gas! But I guess the right thing was too hard.

This passed Friday, I had an appointment to meet a sales rep from a hotel and sign a contract and hand over some money. I called and confirmed the appointment on Thursday. When I got there on Friday, she was in a meeting of undetermined length. I was told I could wait, but there was no idea how long the meeting would take. Now… this trick, had my phone number and she knew I was coming. What was wrong with calling me 1st and saying, “I’m sorry but we need to reschedule our appointment. I’ve had something to come up”? I suppose it was too hard.

I am a big proponent of minding my own business. But if I see someone that can use my help and I won’t die in the process… because being dead is something I don’t think I want to do…. I will aid folks. I have seen children walking in the pouring rain with no umbrella, and have offered them rides. Some take it, some don’t. But I have given away umbrellas… good umbrellas… to the ones who choose not to get in the car with strangers. A crazy old lady decided to beat the isht out of a teenager at the bus stop. I initially thought that she was the child’s grandmother, but upon hearing that the crazy old lady was just pissed that the child bumped her, I got between the lady and the child and offered the child my protection as an adult.

I have given people rides when I wanted to lie and say I had something else to do. I have told the truth when I would have been easier to lie. I don’t cut corners or say things for the sake of getting along. If folks are laboring to get into my business, I will either tell them to mind their own business or just refuse to answer their questions. And that doesn’t make me a nice and fluffy Serenity, but I don’t care. I am honest.

So at the end of the day, I have the expectation that this will continue to happen, because folks are lazy. And they don't seem to care that not being authentic aids in them being easily led in the wrong direction. But be mindful, if we have personal dealings you will seee that I won’t go quietly into the night. You WILL have an uncomfortable, public and very vocal interaction with me. I guess in my case, it will be easier to do the right thing than just being lazy.


Peace.

Rice Balls

Peace.


Let’s talk about this ray Rice thing, shall we?

I don’t need to tell you all the ins and outs of this ridiculous situation. It’s domestic violence. And it’s always wrong whether a man is the abuser or a woman. The bottom line is somebody should have been taught, when you’re grown and in a relationship, it is not okay to put your hands aggressively on people without permission. And that is the end of it. No mitigating circumstances. But here is the problem…. Mrs. Rice gave him permission to beat the brakes off of her.

A woman is only a victim the 1st time she gets beat. And I’m using woman as the example but it could switch depending on the relationship. If she didn’t know her man was an abuser and he whips her ass for burning his grits… Right there and then she is a victim. She didn’t know. If she stays with the fool, she becomes a co-conspirator. And then, I don’t care what happens to her.

There are Lifetime movies and after school specials about this. There is no one in America who doesn’t know what domestic violence looks like or what to do when it happens. I get that the police can be callous, but this is what they do every day so it’s regular to them. Also, many women who report abuse just do so in the moment and then drop the charges. That is a lot of paperwork for nothing.

“Serenity! You are so uncaring and mean!”

No, I’m not. I get it more than you realize. I’ve been there. I was in an abusive relationship. I was young too… 17. I didn’t know any better. My parents had a quasi abusive relationship and I thought that was normal. This boy used to slap me around on the regular. I know what it feels like to have the taste slapped out of your mouth. And it’s just like it sounds. I swear I could see taste leaving my lips. And when I threatened to leave, he would either apologize and buy me something or beat me some more. When I would come home with black eyes, if anybody said anything, it would be “What did you do?” It took putting 900+ miles between us and some serious soul searching about what I wanted to happen in my life. It was as simple as I don’t like ass whippings. As long as I was with craze-moe, ass whipping were going to happen. And a really kind new boyfriend who was just what I needed in that moment to let me know that I had options. I could get another man, who was nicer, better looking, with more money, etc. I did not have to put up with that bullshit. Then we had just one more parting fight. That last ass whipping was vicious, and he cried through. He must have known it was a wrap. He beat my ass so bad, I spent xmas break recuperating. The doctor said I shouldn’t go back to school all injured like that. I had my teeth. Everything else would heal.

So for Janea to marry this fool after being knocked out??? She either got brain damage from fist or wall, or she likes getting her ass beat or she signed up for a war that will allow her to get PAID upon divorce. In any scenario I don’t care what happens to the woman. I’m posting this for other women (or men) in this situation…

If your s/o whips your ass because he didn’t like what you said, he will whip your ass because he doesn’t like what your wearing, or how you smell, or because you burnt the eggs, or because you took too long to come back from the store, or if you speak to someone else, or because he doesn’t like to hear you laugh, or because he had a bad day at work or because the sky is blue or because water is wet, etc. It doesn’t matter. Once his fists find comfort on your person it always will be like that. Even if you break up for 5 years. He will see you driving in his town, think you’re looking for him, follow you home, grab you from behind when you stick your key in your lock and try to force you in his car to go only mystery god knows where. Oh wait… that’s my story again.

Don’t be a punk bitch.



Peace

What year is this?

Peace

I said I wasn’t going to give this attention in this venue… But that was a stupid claim. I suppose I feel like, what can one person do? And I don’t even have that many followers so how many people would actually see this? But it doesn’t matter.

This white on Black brutality at the hands of the police is some bullshit!

This situation has also given me moments of contemplation.

My parents come from that marching, boycotting generation. They were very proud that they had eradicated racism and now we were all completely equal. Funny… they are strangely quiet now that racism has re-reared its ugly head. If it was cured, then the issues of our children getting killed by white people shouldn’t exist, right? The “stand your ground laws” would never have been passed, correct?

My Cee on this violence is what public lynchings were in it’s time. A way for white people to scare Black people into submission. Simple as that.


Planning to boycott white businesses is stupid for a few reasons…
• First reason is we would never be able to boycott long enough for it to have an effect. One day? Really??? Are you stupid? People don’t buy things on Christmas and businesses don’t fold. When the business heads hear about it, they know people will either spend their money the day before or the day after.
• Black people don’t own credit card companies, banks, gas stations, grocery stores, buses, etc. One of the unintended effects of the civil rights era is that Black people were free to work in white business and patronize white establishments. For many… white is better. So Black businesses were effectively smothered. We don’t have enough for us to keep our money in our own communities.
• Fraternizing with white folks has allowed us to take on their values. They don’t care about folks outside of themselves. And now we don’t either. We are all about “Me 1st.”
• Yet another reason why boycotts won’t work is because white folks are ready for them. We boycotted and marched in the 60’s. white folks wasn’t ready for that so it was an effective exercise. They are ready now. I won’t work in 2014. EXAMPLE: Look at ford Motor company… Henry Ford was a raging anti-semite. He even commandeered a newspaper spouting his views. Jews for GENERATIONS refused to buy Fords. If boycotts worked, Ford would have ceased to exist somewhere around the 1950’s. When was the last time you saw a Ford? Right!

They got us in a literal choke hold people.


Leaders don’t work. white folks are looking for one too…. Obama can’t be a “Black Leader.” He is still working hard to be the super non-confrontational and benign yet effective so that another, but long into the future Black POTUS can happen again. Sharpton is a snitch. Jesse is messy. John Lewis is a joke. Nelly… well that wasn’t ever gonna happen. There are no leaders coming to save us folks. And we don’t need one. Causes need leaders. People/races don’t. That would make it a kingdom… Blacktopia… and not a movement. Each individual Black person is capable of making decisions for themselves.


Prayer doesn't work, I'm sorry to tell you. If prayer worked, I'd have a great job, I'd have hit the lottery for a jillion dollars and all my dead people would still be alive. And this wouldn't a problem because white folks wouldn't exist. So....

I’m not judging the actions of ANYBODY in Ferguson… except the police. They can’t be this stupid. The people are mad that the police killed an innocent child. The boy was 18. Have you met an 18 year old that was a responsible adult-acting adult? I’ll wait. Does anybody even know how long he’d been 18? C’mon son….. The police are the reason why folks are mad. If the police left… the violence would stop. The cops with their mere presence incited these riots. I suspect they want to try out there new riot gear and what better way? I ain’t mad at riots either. Folks may not think violence is the solution. But violence ALWAYS sparks a reaction.


Now I wouldn’t Build without my own plan. I have one. But I’m not sharing it. Part of the reason why the efforts in Ferguson aren’t successful is because it leaks out and white people have time to counteract the plan before it even has a chance to work. Negroes tell the white man their secrets to stay on their good sides. It is in their best interests for the races to be at odds with each other. There is more of them than us... no matter what you’ve heard. They have all the tools needed for living and we have nothing…. Absolutely NOTHING. Right now… evaluate your food clothing and shelter and tell me where you get them from? They hold us hostage with their jobs, assistance, mortgages, credit scores, banks, stores, etc…. We done got Stockholm syndrome. It hurts me to admit, American Black people cannot live without the white man’s interventions. They designed it like that to trap us. And we are all caught. We worship money with white faces.

But if you take anything from this Build take this…. There are no such things as “Good white people.” There are white people. And none of them would trade places with you or lay their lives down for you. When have they done you a solid? And why do y’all feel compelled to love those who don’t love you back? Wake the fuck up please! They would not inconvenience themselves for you. Keep that in mind… and keep it moving.


Peace