Understanding My Flesh

At the young tender age of 5 she introduced herself to me. The invitation was sent from hell, and it was sent to me as a comforter like Jesus was to Christians of the world. The demon was given instructions to comfort me like my mother.  This that dwells within me is destroying me from the inside out. I’m too familiar with want it wants to do with me and to me. I pray daily for peace within my spirit, but as I pray it causes me to thirst for what I see, and for the things I can’t see. Can you imagine that at the young age of 5 they walk with me, they talk with me, and even control me, as they move me to act out what I can’t prove to no man. The only ones who really know what I am and who I am despite the gifts have to know and have a clear understanding of this demon.  You see your spirit is like my spirit yet un-manifested. Each relationship I have had I make every attempt to introduce or explain my demons and my pain. On the surface I may appear as a typical oversexed middle age man who has been suffering for over 4 decades.  I am a prime example of an entity that cohabitates with the confines of the supernatural below this earth and above the ground. There is known and un-known knowledge of humans like me exist, or should I say not to many are open to share what dwells in the mind of a sexual being. If you are not in touch with your sexuality or know what dwells beneath your carnal surface, your will remain in the dark of understanding the external you, and the spiritual or demonic you. 

To know me is to understand me, to understand me is to know the various sides of my many dimensions of my intellect, my level of sex, and the forces I carry or I allow you to see as part of who I really am. If the mortals of this universe could spend the day viewing what I experience through my eyes, as I begin to secrete ecstasy from my loins and each one that I see in person, or in print causes my mind pause for me to breath deep as I imagine her naked and ready and have no clue that its about to go down. The skin tone from Brazilian to South African I want it all.  The thirst does not mean that the one who I have chosen to be the wife is lacking, but I want to include the wife and the spirit together.  The expectation, and the outcome, will never manifest but in my dreams they are all options because I control the outcome.

I ask my wife to pray for her husband. She is unaware and clueless how deep these demons summons her husband’s flesh daily. Explaining the forbidden union of spirit and flesh is truly inconceivable to those who can’t understand how strong the demonic forces are deep imbedded in her husband and friend.  To fully understand and accept it may never happen but yet it exists among our modern times.

The next time you look into the eyes of man like me, be aware and pay close attention to the spirit I could transfer to you if you desire to taste this from all who dwells in this carnal demonic host I call a man.

Be careful and cautious, I’m seeking to use you as a host to further my destruction.

Moorish Temple Science of America What's Really Going On

Moorish Temple Science of America what do they really represent is some real Black shit or is it some Afrocentric Black shit to control blacks into “Being Free” hell we are never free with this current shit that is going on in todays society. The White mother fucker are fucking us, and some of these so call conscience mother fuckers who claim they have the science but they still remain in the dark like some of these other NIGGAS” who like being in the dark and putting Bonds on each other and filing Liens for non-compliance. Noble Drew Ali was around for a while did he really posses what Blacks needed or did he find a way to mentally FUCK each other in to believing that we are FREE and taking back what is our, and standing on our “Square”.  Well as most of you motherfuckers know if you have a good story to “MIND FUCK” a black man he will believe it.  Up until this point every “Moor” I meet is one angry, negative condescending asshole if I have ever met one. The Moors I have met do not respect women, and they only go after women that they can “Mind Fuck” and control, they wont be with a woman that can’t control or mentally manipulate. I guess it challenging to have a woman with an opinion. You see a real more will say he’s about his BLACK race but his ass got a White woman sucking on his dick and believing a mile long of his Black Shit. I believe in the black movement as long as it does not involve destroying our black men and women. What did the benefit of being a member of Moorish Temple Science of America.

The Welcome on Moorish Temple Science of America page…

This is the online portal for those seeking to proclaim their nationality and link themselves back with the family of nations. This movement needs upright, independent and fearless brothers and sisters ready to resurrect themselves, and our people from the dead state that they have now.

How can this above welcome be accepted and processed by many if what it is really doing is nothing for fellow blacks but confusing each other about our blackness and what the fuck we should be doing as it pertains to White America. This opening welcome is week with no substance and they could not lead me to shit. The Moors I know are broke educated men with the only drive they have is to sell some false ways of living to “OUR FELLOW BROTHERS” in the name of its founder…More Bullshit.

The Moorish Temple Science “Mission Statement”

as a Divine and National Movement, our duty is to uplift fallen humanity and teach our people those things that will make the better citizens.

  

Who We Are……

We are the Moorish Science Temple of America. We are friends and servants of humanity. We are dedicated to the purpose of elevating the moral, social, and economic status of our people. We have set to do this through a wide and comprehensive program embodying LOVE, TRUTH, PEACE, FREEDOM, and JUSTICE.

How can the Moral status change if what we see is what we get, a Black Man fucking us like the White man, not that’s some real controversial shit for your ass.

What We Do……

In conjunction with our charitable works, we also teach civics and American history to the disenfranchised Moors on this land falsely called "Negro," "Black," and "Colored," so that they may enjoy true citizenship like other citizens of America are accustomed to.

What does the fuck this mean, teaching us what, how we are about to be financially broke but with some real fancy words that don’t make since.

  

Sheik Way-El

proclaimed his nationality in 2008 and in 2012, was appointed, anointed, and consecrated as a Sheik and Divine Minister of the Moorish Science Temple of America. Sheik Way-El has blazed a pathway through the cluttered doors of the Moorish Divine & National movement fulfilling the prophecy of the New Moors who would come in one day, eyes already open, seeing and knowing. Under his leadership, the movement is poised to take over the job left by our Prophet Noble Drew Ali and all of the freedom fighters who came after, a post long abandoned by those whose hearts are set on gold.

Shaking my damn head with this generic opening statement from the “Brothers” of the Moorish Science Temple of America.  This man was given a position and taking control of the “Temple” and it’s members. But the question is what the fuck is he taking control over, and what the fuck is he doing, and what he do to get this position. If it isn’t Church what is it and what can we learn and can we really learn from it.

“And Allah found you lost, and He guided you.”

Koran of Mecca 93:07

Wake up Moors, and don't you ever go back to sleep...

Now would you listen to this shit “Don’t go back to sleep, hell these Black mother fuckers have never woke up, they been sleep so long.

The Saga will continue with…..

“Got Controversy” the real shit.

True Friends Do They Exist? What Type Are you?

The word “Friend” has many connotations, some may be a traditional “Friend” they will be there in many life changing events no matter the cost. Yet on the other hand you have friends that are: 

FUCK FRIENDS:   Are Friends that fuck with emotions coming from one side of the so called friendship. You see in the beginning of this type of friendship both parties have had a conversation that they would not catch feelings after they both agree to start fucking. But you and I know that once the clothes come off, that pussy and that dick is not the same friend he or she was before you fucked and bust that nut.  Even if they said they should not have done it, the rules of engagement change. The magnetism between them is forever visible.  Sometimes the woman catches the feelings, and sometimes it’s the man. You can always tell the rules of the game have changed if the other party gets jealous when the opposite sex or even that sex comes around…..Have you fucked your friend?  Don't lie on your Dick or your Pussy

KISSING FRIENDS:   Kissing friends are friends that have been around each other so they see each other they kiss and embrace just like couples in relationships. The kissing go from just pecks on the lips to tongues trying to pull the other one’s tonsils out. We all know that kissing friends turn into FUCK FRIENDS most often…….Are you kissing your best friend, and think that shit is OK? Does it feel good?

SMOOCHING FRIENDS:   Now the smooching friends get in bed together naked as hell, they shower together, they rub oil on each other. They are so comfortable with one another, but they never fuck. The good part about a friend you smooch with is that you can suck, lick, rub, blow, grind, cook, do laundry go to the movies with no commitment, now that is a dream friendship/relationship. Can you imagine getting everything but penetration? Some “Smoocher’s” will go as far as having anal sex or strap on toys to keep from crossing that line…….Are you smooching with your friends, same sex or opposite sex.

BEST FRIEND:  There is “NO SUCH THING”. If you really want to see if someone is your best friend try them with temptation. Temp your friend with some juicy information about you. Also try and temp them with money, your car. Don’t make the test to obvious but make that bait nice and juicy.

In the end if your friend is a Fuck Buddy, Kissing Friend, and even smooching you have one of these we have described above. Now evaluate which one best describes you.

Drip Drip Drip

Every day there is a man or a woman that thinks about getting pissed on, even if they won’t admit it. It’s better to be “Pissed On” than “Pissed Off”.  Some even have desires for someone to Pee in their mouth, their chest or any place on your body that will get you off.  Oh, Ok if you are getting sick, and grossed out then this site is not for you. Your ass was warned before you got this far, so if you are offended log “The Fuck” of this blog, because we talk dirty on this bitch. Now, I had to that shit off my chest, now let me get back to this story. You see the problem is men and women are restricted by what others think about them and how they will react. When you learn not to give a fuck, then you can be ok. Only in United States, Sex or some Tabu stuff is just not of the norm, but I beg to differ. If you think I’m not telling you the truth, the “Key Words” my readers type in to get to this Blog, would make you think, oh ok “Yang” isn’t that bad. Ok, how do you want it? In the Shower, on the Bed, in your face, or how about him or her just Enjoy the warmth Golden Stream of the unknown, just get the Pee.

You may want the Pee on you, or you may want to do the Pee Pee on your significant other. Never Judge, fear the unknown, let your inhibitions run free. Now if you are approached by your mate, get ready, because there is something they want to do.

Love Endowed

Greetings my queen, I want to permanently bestow my Love upon your heart.  I want to donate my heart and emotions so deep inside your soul that all who comes in contact with you will know you belong to me.  Your infectious smile brings joy to my heart. My Love, I have not yet held you in my arms, but in the spirit, I have been holding you for a while. The day you first, looked into my eyes, I know you saw my soul, wanting to commune with yours. Time has past, and I know in your heart, and what you want from me.  Baby you have a natural gift, and ability, to Love me.  Trying to hide your Love, and emotions from a man, who understands, the pain you shared about your past.  The Love in me, that I want to share, is strong in my soul.  Listening to the pitch of your voice, makes me smile at times when it is hard to do. You are so warm, with your spirit, I can only imagine what your heart could be if you were with me.  I see so much about you, you can’t even see yourself.  To know, who you are, I know what you want; I also know what you need.  When we fall asleep at night, and began to dream about being together.  Right now we have to meet in our dreams, and think about what we desire from each other while we are awake.  It has been a long time since I had true Love Endowed; it has been a while, since it was donated the right way.  I get so caught up thinking of nothing but your face that is full of Grace. I dream of holding your face in my hands with your eyes closed, kissing them gently. Making you feel comfortable, with what I have to offer.  Daily, sometimes hourly I think of what your thoughts are. I wonder do you think about me, as I think of Thee.  My photographic memory of your beauty is like, capturing a child’s first step. Being able to remember the Joy I get when I see you in my thoughts.  Ok, close your eyes, and think about the sound of my voice. I am calling your’ name in my sleep; I call you because I think you are with me at all times.  The wisdom, which comes out when you speak, commands my attention, and it makes me want to listen.  Your place is with me, the roll you play is the roll of a life time.  Living are lives as one, joined together.  I want to be with you in heaven, yes I know in spirit, just like I am here with you on earth.  I can’t believe its real, I can’t believe it’s you, I can’t believe what’s happening, I can’t believe true, and can’t believe that you are here with me, and know I am here with you, Baby and now we are here in this time in our lives. I treasure the short time’s; I spend in your presence.  Before you leave me, I am already excited, about the next time, I see you before you go.  Through the night, I feel your fire and there's nothing but you in my mind as you quench me of all my desires of being lonely.  

Let’s endow each other for the rest of our lives.

Gay For The Stay Trapped IN The Closet

Early Monday morning I was due to be sentenced for my four domestic violence charges, and 2 bricks of dope I had in the trunk of my car. The judge ask me and my attorney to stand, he said Gordo Mendoza I hereby sentenced you to 12 years Federal time and 4 years state time to run concurrent with each other. I said fuck it; I know what I got to do. You see doing what I got to do is getting inside and be a bitch in the pin, for protection. Yeah that means, I would go from beating bitches to being a bitch. You, ask damn it’s like that go from being a hard hit muthafucka on the street that would not think twice about beating the fuck out of bitch until she would pass the fuck out, then rape her, and dry fuck her up the ass. On the streets I had size to intimidate people. Despite my size way, way down on the inside I was a pussy. I am 6 foot 4, 230 pounds of Brazilian and Black muscle. I have always dated, and fucked very beautiful women all my life, but I have a dark side that my family doesn’t know, and I plan to keep it that way. As the bus arrived at Folsom Penitentiary, I know I had to go in this hell hole like am hard and shit. You see no matter how hard you are when you get to the Penitentiary, everybody yelling fresh fish on the line.  You know when you arrive at prison you reflect on your stupid actions that got you to this place. Also what was good about a new arrival inmate they put you in this 60 day holding area before entry into a prison. The reason that this is done so that a prisoner won’t have a nervous mental break adjusting to prison life.

After the sixtieth day, they put me in with my cellmate who is gay as RuPaul, now isn’t that some shit. This nigga saw right through my sweet ass. Here I am thinking I am this hard soldier, was about to give my ass up for protection. This nigga was at least 6 feet 8 inches 275, I tried and tell him, I got bitches on the street, he said and what, that I was not the first Gangsta or the last, that like other niggas, and had bitches.

I said ok, you got to survive while here in this prison, so I was going to be, what they call being “Gay for the Stay”. You see Gay for the stay is while in jail, I’m a bitch, on the street I got bitches. I know that this was not any normal shit, 2 men fucking each other, moaning, and groaning, stroking, and sucking dicks. You see I did not give in right away, but he kept pushing, pushing, and pushing until I gave in. I felt ashamed but I was protected. This big dick nigga would CUM in my ass, and make me suck the shit of his dick and that CUM that would be dripping, I was fucking mess, getting treated just like the women I used to abuse in the street. I guess you can say, I got all my dirt back, and then some.

After many, years of being a bitch on the inside, now it was time for me to get out, but I was more afraid getting out of jail, than when I went in for the very first time. My feminine side came out so strong, I worked real hard on tying to be the Hard Muthafucka, that I was on the streets many years prior. Life just isn’t the same after you have lived a different life on the inside. So when the very nice female, I met online came to pick me up from the yard, she got home and she wanted to fuck.  She had waited for 4 years since she had been with a man, and to wait on me. I pushed her off as long as I could, and she started making comments about be not wanting her hot pussy. This chick could really suck the skin off your dick. In my mind she wasn’t my “Ricky”, you see you judgmental muthafucka’s know this bitch can see, and know I was “Gay for the Stay” while on lock down.  When this chick finish talking so bad about me, I just blurted out I want dick bitch not your clit. There I was out of this dark closet that I have been hiding in for years.

After all the dirt I had done in my life, I had to face reality that while in prison, I thought I was going to be “Gay For The Stay”, but yet I was gay along covering it all up by fucking a lot of women, and beating them up, because the abuse meant, I had power, but really I had no power at all.

The moral of this story is, the next time that one of you bitches, plan to be a “Pin Pal”, with an inmate, you better pay close attention that his ass is not “Trapped In The Closet”. You can never be just “Gay for the Stay”, You was Gay before you went in, and Gay on the way out.