Before Work And After Work Blog!

Before Work Blog:

Politics is a dirty game with a lot of filthy affairs, and all of us should be wise not to take anything on face value, but what this moment in time does tell us is that barriers can be broken. Last night I felt proud when Barack Obama was declared the winner. Did I cry? Naw Em didn't cry, I managed to maintain a 20 miles outside of Mecca objectivity. Yes, I am forever the scientist. Though I don't touch chess pieces anymore I was wondering why. 'Why' what Emblem? Our knowledge understanding degree in the 1-40's says, 'They continue daily to teach the 85% that all they cee and hear such as rain, hail, snow and EarthQuakes comes from that Mystery God that no one will be able to cee until he dies. This is believed by the 85%, the 10% knows that when a man dies that he will never comeback to tell the living whether he lied or not! ...." Conspiracy theories Em? Now cipher, just objectivity, maintaining clear perceptions, keeping a cool head, but I will say it felt good waking up and knowing that the psychological symbol of leadership was now a BlackMan. I don't know Barack, none of us do, but in the next culture years we will learn who he is. I look forward to work today, to cee what the current of air will be.

To be continued after work...........

After Work blog:

For yall that don't know I am a Local Teamster, and the Teamsters were supposed to back Barack, well where I work-I couldn't tell. I work around hardcore Rednecks: Tobacco chewing, Marlboro smoking, Ford pick up truck driving, Nascar loving, Deer Hunting, shot gun toting, good old fashion American bleed red, white and blue blood White Americans and it was Arctic weather at work today. I work in a SubZero Freezer-20-40 below, but today it was a hundred and fifty below zero. I could feel it when I poured my coffee this moring-God Damn the chill was in the air, Obama's name was not mentioned once. They did talk about Allen Iverson being traded to the Pistons if that is any consolation. Today I felt the racial divide in the heartland. I know yall like why the fuck do you live amongst Rednecks Emblem? Well I went to college out here, so coming from the big city-this was the first time I saw treez and grass. I vowed as a Freshmen in College I would one day return to this locality to live. Last night during Baracks acceptance speech, whites cheered Da God on, but not in America's heartland. Ironically he won Ohi0, but he ain't win this part of Ohio, and I could feel their pain. 'Nigger' is the word they whisper, me and the other brothers who work there know it is whispered, but we all maintain our composure. Many of you reading this blog are in big cities, and Barack slaughtered the major cities voting wise, but America's Heartland was broken, quieter than usual, more subdued. Did the brothers at the gig gloat today? Now Cipher! We all were very dignified, Obama's name was not heard nowhere, accept when we huddled together, and said, " Da movafucka really did it!" We all were prouder than a movafucka.

Peace,

Emblem

Michelle Obama Got That Umph!

Wow, she stuck it out with him to the top or almost, election results aren't in yet, but I think God gonna do his thing. A woman who actually stands by her man-her blackman. Michelle is a real black chick too, you can tell, it can be seen in the hips, the hair, the mannerisms, ain't nuffin 'Condolezzish' about her-Condi's cool but she ain't got that 'umph'. I love a black woman with that 'umph'. Michelle definitely got that 'umph', and when you see a blackwoman hang in there with her blackman it is a beautiful thing. This is not an article about the potential Barak presidency, none of us know what the future holds, we can only speculate, guess, we don't know the results of the election or Barak's possible presidency. I build that he has a smooth presidency free of scandal. I build that he carries the title with dignity and class untill his term or terms are over. Michelle has done her job, she has shown and proven the meaning of marathon like endurance-she has stuck it out with the brother, and it appears that a momumental achievement is on the horizon. Tomorrow I may be blogging about President elect Obama and his First Lady Michelle, incha Allah (if it be the will of Allah). Am I nervous about his potential presidency? Yes I am, I don't want nothing to happen to Da God, nothing, am I going to follow politics like I have never followed them before? I am sure I will. Michelle Obama is to be applauded for her endurance over the years. A good woman; strong; intelligent; gifted; and pleasing to look at-is all any man needs. What Black Man doesn't want a woman like Michelle?

2000 B.C. MEANZ BEFORE CHRIST!!!!

Once Upon A Time, Long Long Ago,
Before Baggy Jeans, Before Timz was hot, Before Jay-Z spit Reasonable Doubt, before Wu-Tang said, "Protect Ya Neck", when Poppa Wu was simply, 'Freedom Allah' there lived a Newborn who would one day grow to become one of the Sharpest Swords in the brief history of NGE-Yours Truly, The Emblematic One. I don't like the abbreviation'LMAO' so I will tell you when my Ole Dad sent me this picture I was indeed Laughing My Ass Off. I was invincible then or at least I felt that way. The little boy in this picture is my little brother(my physical), he's thirty now, a college graduate, doing well and has grown to become a nice young man. I think this picture was taken when he graduated Elementary School or something like that, but what I do remember about that time is the 'hair' more than anything, my flat top, box cut had to be perfect, I got a shape up every three dayz. This pic was taken before I ever moved my first brick of coke-I moved caps in highschool but this reflection was taken before I got put on with a thousand grams plus, or 2.2.pounds. Little niggaz is funny to me. If your in your mid to late thirtyz going hand to hand wit crack and weed you funny to me nigga. At wisdom understanding years old I had two whole bricks, street value approximately 140 geez(if you break it down and go hand to hand)-first year attorneys at major firms work 80 billable hours a week to cee that type money in a year nowaday. When niggaz told me I was God, I hit da hood wit a vengence, still got that hustla instinct minus the coke, but it was fun, wild, and a crazy time indeed. Now I am all grown up, the coke is gone, I put in 4o hours a week, pay my taxes, wit health insurance, but back then the Invincible Emblem didn't need health, dental, vacation or paid time off. I paid for my first whip in cash-a knot of money in a rubber band. These 'Little Wayne' Niggaz nowaday is funny to me. I love Jay-Z's line in Kingdom Come, "What you call money, I Pay more in Taxes." I'm legal now-I don't jay walk, litter and I have only had two traffic tickets in my life, but don't get it twisted I'm still a knock out artist(I will show you the meaning of Floyd Mayweather Jr indeed). Once I got stopped wit damm near nine ounces of coke and a tripple beam in the trunk -the State Trooper let me go with a warning-somehow I am blessed-The black Mind of Allah(Grace), which is also me disembodied(no mystery God-but ME) is the essence of the Flames in the Universal Flag that has been my blanket of protection over the years. This reflection was taken when the Great Salidin was picking his nose in home room and my Enlightener only had knowledge for 12 years. Wow time flies, one day I will be as Old as Poppa Wu, Born Justice, Allah B and Abu Shahid-Imagine that. That Universal Flag on my chest in the pic brings back sweet memories, my Enlightener Life Justice made it for me personally after my first Universal Parliment. Poppa Wu was there, he had on these Red suede shoes that I don't think I'll ever forget, he literally came down the isle of Harriet Tubman, cut off the God building at the front of the stage and yelled, "I MAKE RAIN HAIL SNOW AND EARTHQUAKES!!!!!!!!!!" Wow, time sure flies when your having fun being God. I love this Culture of I God, from the mid to late eighties I have never slipped on an, 'of'', 'the', 'but' or 'and'in 120. Before 'Emblem I was 'Sha Sha', I took my name after first born 'Sha Sha' The one who use to go into a new born's crib and eat all the food when their parents were at work. First born Sha Sha orginated the nature of my family tree. My Enlightener's Enlightener told first born Sha Sha "I don't care if you walked wit Allah movafucka you better bring math right and exact-this is why I ain't a fan of name droppin' ass niggaz, nobody is any more God than anybody else, and this includes the Father(PBUH), you are either swift or you ain't, my family tree gives no respect to names. But in this pic I cee me, how I was, I cee my naivete' and all I would eventually come to learn. I love this journey of God and I love the fact that I have become The EmblematicOne!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Peace

Em