http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/ The next level in Our community as we move our people from all talk and no action, to talk with action. In terms of organizing in respective communities to promote conscious discussion and solutions powered by The Talking Drum Collective. en Tue, 24 Nov 2009 23:35:04 GMT vBulletin 60 http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/images/misc_2/rss.jpg http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/ http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/254-mental-expansion.html Mon, 22 Dec 2008 01:27:10 GMT Many things have happened this year for me and for the world in general.

As we all know society is changing, I can say for the better right this moment all I can say is that a lot is about to happen. Well for me I'm going to use this time as always to grow. I'm going to go full force starting tomorrow morning in my study of my first of many new languages I plan on learning before I turn 30. (25years down 5 more to go be for the BIG 3-0)

I plan to learn Spanish first because in front of me it is NEEDED in this day in time. Of course with the new North American Union (google it if you don't know about it yet) and my desire to go to Cuba in the future I will need to learn Spanish.

Also full on College is something I need to get back into, NOT for the paper that says I know something but for the chance to know something new that I can use to my advantage. What I plan on studying is still up for debate but I want to do something NATURALLY MEDICAL. If all else fails with the study of the body (I have more issue with body fluid smells than with body fluid it self) I will just get deep into the study of the mind. Psychology seems like something I can get into.

But I know for sure I need to expand my mind I know a hell of a lot now but there's more out there that I wish to learn.

The more you know the less they can possibly lie to you about.

JA ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/254-mental-expansion.html http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/247-gentlemanly-dilemma.html Wed, 19 Nov 2008 01:15:47 GMT I thought this would be more suitable in a blog instead of the poetry section :razz: Gentlemanly Dilemma If I respect and honor women is it wrong for me to mess with a hoe Join my lust with hers and burst the yearns Kick up her heals and just enjoy how it feels Forget what my mother taught... I thought this would be more suitable in a blog instead of the poetry section :razz:

Gentlemanly Dilemma

If I respect and honor women is it wrong for me to mess with a hoe
Join my lust with hers and burst the yearns
Kick up her heals and just enjoy how it feels
Forget what my mother taught me and enjoy the filth
Speak quietly of our exploits
Only to voice loudly our conquest in the room with her alone
Call her when I want some
Answer her we she’s ready to receive
Keep conversations to one topic
Talk only when she’s moaning my name
Show emotion to her when she’s occupied with my “brain”
Enter her mind through my lap
Demand a kiss after giving her behind a firm smack
You can’t turn a hoe into a house wife that’s what I’ve been told
But if love and respect is all you’ve ever learn to give a women
And all she cares about is making you release a little sperm
Is my respect something I should give to her freely or something I make her earn

Jalili B. Jimiyu

Yeah it’s copyrighted © 2008 ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/247-gentlemanly-dilemma.html http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/232-just-letting-out.html Fri, 24 Oct 2008 02:35:08 GMT ........................I'm tired

Tired of working
Tired of TRYING
Tired of just all the damn BULLSHIT

If it isn't one thing IT'S ANOTHER
If you start getting excited about moving forward
Something always seems ready to push you back

I'm not worried about money, being seen, getting my book out there
NOTHING LIKE THAT.

It's the situation with my daughter and her mother....
I love my child, would die for my child, fought long and hard just to get to the point where I could give her something.

3 long hard years I've struggled to get this far (money wise) just to give her mother something.
I haven't been able to be there with my child at all and just looking at that you may get the wrong idea and think I WAS JUST LIVING IT UP.

But each birthday...I suffered
Each once in a blue moon phone call....I held back tears
Every time I tried to be friendly with her mother so I can truly get back into my child's life......I HAD TO ARGUE WITH HER FOR SOME PETTY REASON.

Whether it's the day after she gets money from me and she's asking for what I don't have to give.
Or (My daughters birthday was Monday 4 years old) I get pulled into some argument with her mother which would make it very trying if I made a trip up to see them.

Sometimes.....I want to just say FUCKIT
But then I would miss my child even more than I do now
I don't know what to do and no amount of advice would lead me in the right direction.....all I can do now is keep fighting.

But why do I have to fight with the mother of my child just to see MY CHILD?

..................I guess if it wasn't worth it it would be so much easier.

(Writing this while looking up Visitation Rights information)

Jalili:( ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/232-just-letting-out.html http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/204-pusher-man.html Sun, 05 Oct 2008 20:02:29 GMT Not the drug dealer, dope peddler, or the pimp.

When I mentioned "Pusher man" I mean it in a different way.
NO I'm not going along the "bad meaning good" idealism or some other crap like that but in the way you use the words period.

"Pushing" in other words just means that pushing something. Whether it's a product or an idea. I think of myself at this present moment in my life as a pusher man of sorts.
I find information that I feel is very important for our people to know and I push that message through every avenue, alley way, and circle I can.

Some will accept the product, inhale it's essence others will reject it and I will just have to move on to the next and try to push it there.
All in all I have a need to spread what I've got to others in hopes they will become addicted.

Knowledge should and can be addictive. We should be ready to grab at any new info whether we like it or not and swallow it up. Now they way you digest it is up to you.
If it makes you sick spit it out. If it doesn't feed your hunger go out and hunt down some more. If it is just right let it settle before force feeding yourself anymore until you can handle a second helping.

I am in this world today to push a message. When I learn something it sinks in and I have started being able to connect possible lost connections. Make sense of the things that become lost to rational. Most of all I have been able to expect the unexpected so if I learn something that could have thrown my whole belief in something I believed in.

This is what many of our people here in Amerikkka and through out the world must do. We need to be sponges to facts and be beyond able to accept the truth when it comes to the surface.

If you learn something....push it to some one else.

"I'm your pusher man" ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/204-pusher-man.html http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/203-good-people-bad-situations.html Fri, 03 Oct 2008 03:20:10 GMT We all have known good people that have seen the worst happen to them.

I don't know if I'm a good person I would hope to think so but I and every one else has went through some hard times.

My thing is it seems the worst happens to the best people. They show you the best side of themselves threat every one good but then have hell dropped on the in reward for their deeds.

Karma is a bitch but what about if it's good karma do you still get that bitch side of karma?

I guess I'm being a bit too sensitive over the plight of a friend, but this just got me thinking. ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/203-good-people-bad-situations.html http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/201-i-had-enough.html Wed, 01 Oct 2008 02:26:12 GMT Well I think I have been hit with the straw that has broken the camels back. My Niece recently moved out of her mothers house because of her mothers new husband. They have a beautiful child together and I love my little nephew but the problem is the situation that my niece has brought with her.... Well I think I have been hit with the straw that has broken the camels back. My Niece recently moved out of her mothers house because of her mothers new husband.

They have a beautiful child together and I love my little nephew but the problem is the situation that my niece has brought with her.
Nothing she has done but my mother has become the most inconsiderate person around.

She has always been the take sides person even when there was no conflict. She jumps behind my niece and lets her get away with anything Though she does nothing. I've realized that I am beyond the living with your mother age a while ago but now is beyond time for me to go.

I have been scratching together a large chunk of my pay checks trying to save enough money to pay some bills and move but after looking at the way this government has been so ready to bail out debtors I'm just going to run with my cash to Atlanta as soon as I hit a certain amount of money and not look back.

People say family is the most important part of life but since my mother was using something i was saving because of it's sentimental value to me.....I've basically wiped my hands of them.

To those in the "A" reading this see you soon
Because I will be in a Econolodge near you in the near future. ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/201-i-had-enough.html http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/184-music.html Sun, 17 Aug 2008 05:59:32 GMT I'm up 2 in the morning listening to music.
Whether it's iTunes or Youtube I'm sitting here right now in my own mind listening to somebody saying something about something I'm feeling.

Music has a way of speaking to you through you with you and for you in ways you can't. I think when Hoover thought that pushing young Afrikan kids to by Entertainers he couldn't forsee the way music can speak to the young minds of our youth.

You can change emotions from the beat of a song. Laugh with joy at the impact of a songs vibe to the rhythm of your body. Most of all the lyrics of a song can make you think. Once that hook catches you and if it speaks on something real, you feel you can move mountains.

I'll never be a rapper, probably never bring up the courage to sing in front of a crowd BUT I know somehow somewhere MUSIC will play a big role in the rest of my life.

I know I'm losing sleep to listen to any and every song I discover I have in my CD case.:music: ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/184-music.html http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/132-library-vigilante.html Thu, 17 Apr 2008 23:27:32 GMT "With great power comes great responsibility"

Well I feel it is my responsibility to bring knowledge to the place I work.
I had situation that pissed me off one day. I am reading “Sellout” by Randall Kennedy and I have read his other book “Nigger” and decided to request the library buy one of his other books “Race, Crime and the Law”……..and was turned down by the branch manager I work with.

This racist honkey basically has no right and could get in trouble for turning down book request….based on racial basis But he worded it in a way that could be written off as “library priority”

“Well I’m not ordering this book because it is more of a book for an Academic library, you can have it mailed from another library for a fee or if you feel you still want to push it maybe you might want to go the main branch”

My response “Ok I’ll go to the main branch!”

The book is another unthreatening piece of literature by Kennedy and the only reason he wants to fight the book is because……..it’s about Race Crime and THE LAW, and the last thing this crakkker wants me to do is be study the LAW.
But he is already too late for that because I am light years ahead of him on all those subjects.

Well I went to the Main branch this past Monday and went to the few “Souljahs” I know that work there. Gave them the story and they sent in my request………….well.
I was set on fire after that because their words to me were “If you want us to order ANYTHING just bring it to us we understand what you are trying to do.

So I went and set out on ordering a few DVD’s that will set the library a blaze with knowledge once they come in.
SANKOFA, 500 YEARS LATER: DIRECTORS CUT, THE SPOOK WHO SAT BY THE DOOR, AND A FEW OTHER BLACK PANTHER FILMS on sale at amazon.com.
I also put with them the list of available locations on Amazon in which they can purchase them….so they won’t be able by any means to say they couldn’t find them (if they dared to try)

I think I’m really starting to love my role at this branch……..The (REVOLUTIONARY) Library Vigilante……. ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/132-library-vigilante.html http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/128-after-2-years.html Wed, 09 Apr 2008 22:41:54 GMT I SAW HER TODAY!!!!!!!!

I haven't seen my daughter since she was 11 months old. Me and her mother were a pair of young angry kids (she 19 me 21) when we had my JaJa. We seemed to never come eye to eye on anything so when we split our child suffered.

Today I went to child support court with her mother who thought that would hurt me or whatever. I felt it was about time you began to acknowledge that she was my daughter. The paper work took less than 20 Min's in all. NO fussing NO fight NO judge. Just the court sign paper work telling me to pay this a month and she had to agree.....which wasn't a problem for either of us.

Well the morning started stressed as I figured the court was cold, and I saw something that sort of upset me.....mainly our people filled the court. Brothers and sisters either in work cloths (warehouse work cloths) or street cloths. Me and my child's mother dressed....for court.

We walked into the door I spoke to her (she didn't want to, still trying to be angry FOR WHAT I have no idea) AND we basically had to sit side by side in the court.....no issues though we are adults of course. I also sat by an older woman and her grandson who were also having issues with the mother of his child. She made a statement that shocked me a bit but at the same time she was right. "You don't look like you belong here" which none of us did.
If you have a child with some one you should be able to talk out your issues....but I guess that is hard in this world where everybody wants to be the boss.

The paperwork done My daughters mother tried to rush from the court room. I walked her down and asked her a few questions trying to start a conversation. Soon enough the location of my child came up and it was said that she was HERE.

I took a deep breath followed her to the car to see her.........and my baby standing there looking just like with her shy look. I tried to hold it in but the emotional start to this year and the fact that I haven't seen her since she was in diapers broke me down. I tried away and weeped for have a second. Realizing that I may scare my child I straightened up to talk to her hugged her and told her (loud enough for her mother to hear) "I'm not going this long again without seeing you again"

We then went by my mothers job sending a few more moments with my child because it would be a while before I saw her again. Also her mother was rushing to jump back on the road for another 4 hour trip to Atlanta from Savannah. I hugged her kissed her and told her I loved her. Getting her clothing size from her mother I made it clear that just because I will be paying a "fee" for my child I will be IN HER LIFE.

I waved at the car and watched her wave back less shy smiling big at me. I watched her pull away back to their incredible distance only this time she left with a new loving memory of her REAL father. ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/128-after-2-years.html http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/6-loss-growth.html Thu, 24 Jan 2008 04:47:32 GMT Losing some one is the hardest thing to live through, a parent, an unborn child, the love of your life. When you lose any one of these people or just a very close friend your life is forever changed. Nothing feels the same days feel different nights seem longer and emotions are never the same. I... Losing some one is the hardest thing to live through, a parent, an unborn child, the love of your life. When you lose any one of these people or just a very close friend your life is forever changed. Nothing feels the same days feel different nights seem longer and emotions are never the same.

I have had all 3 happen to me in the last ten years of my life. My father at 14, a pair of twins at 22 and just recently my fianca'. My father fought cancer for a while but loss his battle after a long fight. My twins from a ex were lost the same day we found out about them thanks to birth control attacking them early on, but they were alive long enough to be seen in an ultrasound picture before their death.

But for me the hardest thing I had to deal with was the loss of my queen. It wasn't a long fought battle with an illness or an unknown pregnancy that ended thanks to a pill that prevents these types of things from happening any way. But this was something that no one saw, and it's killing me. I have never thought of death in the way I am now. Not out of fear but subconciously counting my time left when I don't know when my time is. I don't fear death...I don't welcome it either...I just expect it at anytime.

My life right now seems like a time when I am trying to "close up lose ends" I'm out handling business getting things done to leave nothing unfinished behind. But I do feel some growth in this whole thing. I am more focused on getting my dreams complete then ever before in my life right now. I take nothing for granted even if it is something I never dream of taking for granted....I honor it. I let people know how much I care about them (if I do) before I argue. Most of all I honor those I love dearly.

I have these thoughts, these feelings that I carry on their lives though they are gone.
No one is dead unless you forget them so I never forget them. When they past that is the end of them, end of their hopes their dreams their past their present their future. All ties to this life are gone with them except for one thing..........The people that know and loved them, the memories of that person live on in the hearts and minds of the people they left behind. This builds a bond with all those that knew them into a circle of forever that keeps their life vivid as if they never left.

I dedicate this to those I've and we've lost.
May their memories live on forever.

JA ]]> Jalili http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/blogs/jalili/6-loss-growth.html