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June 2011

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KHALID MOHAMMED DEBATES CHRISTIANITY!!!

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8Mo_PCF5xs] [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMFNQxlXkds&feature=related] Ladies and Gentlemen if you had never heard of this man already then let me introduce you all to the Late, Great, very prolific, highly educated, and the very sexy (from my and all women point of view) Khalid Mohammed. Here Khalid debates Attorney Bryant who claims that the black race is no way, shape, or form in the bible and that Jesus was a white man. ...

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8Mo_PCF5xs] [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMFNQxlXkds&feature=related] Ladies and Gentlemen if you had never heard of this man already then let me introduce you all to the Late, Great, very prolific, highly educated, and the very sexy (from my and all women point of view) Khalid Mohammed. Here Khalid debates Attorney Bryant who claims that the black race is no way, shape, or form in the bible and that Jesus was a white man. ...

Phil Valantine Matrix and Melanin That Black Dot!!!

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAQEqVbg4_4&feature=related] I had to share this with you all. I am never concerned with conspiracy theories but this particular subject resonates highly...

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAQEqVbg4_4&feature=related] I had to share this with you all. I am never...

LOST IN THE WORLD OF SPIRIT BY SHARLENEROSE!!!

Sharlenerose narrates poignantly,as she travels on her journey toward her destiny!!, feel her passion, see her mind, feel her spirit! Lost In the Spirit World; O sweet has been the journey ...

Sharlenerose narrates poignantly,as she travels on her journey toward her destiny!!, feel her passion, see her mind, feel her spirit! Lost In the Spirit World; O sweet has been the journey ...

MY FATHER AND SPIRIT PART2

This is the part two of Sharlenerose story about her wonderful father. Wonderful read!, Enjoy My father was my hero. Daddy was living in New York City from I was born, maybe before...and my first memories of him are of when he used to visit the island of Jamaica where I was born, in the small little fishing town of Port Antonio. Why would I say fishing? My mother's father was a fisherman and I only know that stands out for me, I was born off Seaside Rd, in Prospect, on a street called Vida Lane, and the greatest man who never was, he was the one who sired me. I went to live in Kingston 20 when I was 4 years old when my mom finished her schooling at the teacher’s college. Boy was I glad she came for me. Anyway I digress, daddy used to visit the island maybe once or twice a year, in those days...more often twice. ...

This is the part two of Sharlenerose story about her wonderful father. Wonderful read!, Enjoy My father was my hero. Daddy was living in New York City from I was born, maybe before...and my first memories of him are of when he used to visit the island of Jamaica where I was born, in the small little fishing town of Port Antonio. Why would I say fishing? My mother's father was a fisherman and I only know that stands out for me, I was born off Seaside Rd, in Prospect, on a street called Vida Lane, and the greatest man who never was, he was the one who sired me. I went to live in Kingston 20 when I was 4 years old when my mom finished her schooling at the teacher’s college. Boy was I glad she came for me. Anyway I digress, daddy used to visit the island maybe once or twice a year, in those days...more often twice. ...

MY SON A SPIRITUALIST???

I had my second child when I was still a teenager, If you read my story "Diamond In The Rough", you will have read that I had gotten pregnant young, after having the baby, my parents told me to leave their house, I had to find a way to survive on my own for the first time, a child with a child, but I did. The details of How I did this is too much for me to recount in this story so I will leave it for another time, but it was not as bad because I found a room and people helped watch my baby while I finished school and worked at the same time. I met this man and in a whirlwind he took my baby and I as his, and took care of us. He was in his early twenties but he was a hustler and was making money so he got us an apartment and my life changed, immediately I got pregnant again, but I was fine because he was happy this being his first child. He was the pride and joy of his mother, and so the baby in my belly, was a joyful news to them. I was loved and cherished, they all loved me. Because he hustled, he got caught up with the police and went to prison while I was pregnant, but the time he got was short and the support of his family comforted me. I wanted for nothing, well except him at the time but he called every day and I visited him every week. I delivered my beautiful son  on my own. His family would have been there with me, but by the time I went into labor it would have been too late for them to get to the hospital as they lived in another state, not too far from New York, but nevertheless. ...

I had my second child when I was still a teenager, If you read my story "Diamond In The Rough", you will have read that I had gotten pregnant young, after having the baby, my parents told me to leave their house, I had to find a way to survive on my own for the first time, a child with a child, but I did. The details of How I did this is too much for me to recount in this story so I will leave it for another time, but it was not as bad because I found a room and people helped watch my baby while I finished school and worked at the same time. I met this man and in a whirlwind he took my baby and I as his, and took care of us. He was in his early twenties but he was a hustler and was making money so he got us an apartment and my life changed, immediately I got pregnant again, but I was fine because he was happy this being his first child. He was the pride and joy of his mother, and so the baby in my belly, was a joyful news to them. I was loved and cherished, they all loved me. Because he hustled, he got caught up with the police and went to prison while I was pregnant, but the time he got was short and the support of his family comforted me. I wanted for nothing, well except him at the time but he called every day and I visited him every week. I delivered my beautiful son  on my own. His family would have been there with me, but by the time I went into labor it would have been too late for them to get to the hospital as they lived in another state, not too far from New York, but nevertheless. ...

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