the memoirs of Yacub 7 Ali

Spotting Whites In Public

yacub7alimemoirs — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 21:38:57 +0000

FIND YOUR 3RD EYE

See this model’s perfect technique? Practice it at home and learn how to effectively direct ultraviolet light from your 3rd eye in minutes. You’ll want to practice this at home so you won’t have to use your hands when directing ultraviolet light in public.

The pineal gland is a tiny organ in the center of the brain that played an important role in Descartes’ philosophy. He regarded it as the principal seat of the soul and the place in which all our thoughts are formed. In this entry, we discuss Descartes’ views concerning the pineal gland. We also put them into a historical context by describing the main theories about the functions of the pineal gland that were proposed before and after his time.

YACUB 7: WHEN I SEE THE BLOOD

The Fake Jew, White Christian & Blood on the Doorposts
Waldorf Carathers (Savannah, Ga.) – Exodus 12:13 “And the blood shall be to you for a token upon the houses where ye are: and when I see the blood, I will pass over you, and the plague shall not be upon you to destroy you, when I smite the land of Egypt.”

“While the veil which once hid the face of the fake Jew has long time been removed, the revelation of skin color as the biblical blood on the door posts is reason to begin the Celebration of The New Passover,” firebrand prophet and scientist Yacub 7 Ali said before his congregation, Sunday, at their Atlanta compound.

“In Exodus, the metaphor of the blood on the doorposts distinguished the Israelites from the Egyptians and protected them from the God’s wrathful plagues.

“Today, the metaphor of the blood on the doorposts distinguishes man from mankind and protects man from the plagues that burn mankind’s skin.

“If the so called Jews of Israel and the West were real, they would have the blood on their doorposts.

“If the self styled white Christians were real, they would have the blood on their doorposts.”

“I am told the incidence of skin cancers and melanomas among white U.S. GIs is staggering,” refering to Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad’s comments, Saturday, that Israel was the standard bearer of the Satan of the West, Ali said.

“Many of their arms, faces and necks are covered with skin cancerous bruises and lesions.

“There is no refuge for them any place upon the earth. Even the Iraqis, Iranians, Palestinians and Saudis laugh at their vile skin conditions when they see them.

“I quote Isaiah 14:16 and ask again: is this the man who shook the earth, the one who made kingdoms tremble? He can not even stand outdoors without burning.”

“AL GORE CHIEF OF THE DEVIL’S GLOBAL WARMING PUPPETS”GLOBAL WARMING, OZONE DEPLETION & THE BEATEN PATH

Isaiah 14:16 “Those who see you stare at you, they look at you carefully, thinking: “Is this the man who shook the earth, the one who made kingdoms tremble?”

“He can not even stand outdoors without burning” – Elijah Baal, Y7A national minister

Jacobi Ali -Western science and environment experts attribute the current level of Ozone depletion and increasing global warming to mankind’s irresponsible use of non environmental friendly toxins.

The depletion of the Ozone and increased global warming is not caused by mankind‘s use on non environmental friendly toxins.

Ozone depletion and global warming are the result of the Divine’s condemnation against mankind.

Be not deceived as the Sun of God’s reproach attempts to mask the true reason for Ozone depletion and global warming. FEATURE: AL GORE: THE DEVIL’S GLOBAL WARMING PUPPET

Eumelanin is a Terrible Thing to Waste

THE YACUB 7 ALI NONHOAX

How Blacks Can Give Whites Skin Cancers For Dummies

SKIN CANCERS MOLES
IN EXPOSED AREAS
ARE CAUSED BY BLACKS

Can Blacks Give Whites Melanomas? Yes

Sleugh Crooks (Alexandria, La) – In recent months sun worshipers across the nation have written me expressing their anger at writer David Mills’ Yacub 7 Ali Hoax.

It is an uninformed, unintelligent and not very well researched commentary Mills began publishing early 2007.

Calling zealots fake and Y7A white Mills’ statements are based on ignorance.

The never before published (simple and curt) national response issued across the Y7A network read:

People are free to say and believe what they want.

Like many other devout Y7A sun worshipers, however, I too took extreme offense at Mills’ attack.

According to Y7A network contacts, Mills made no official attempt to contact anyone within the movement. Nor, according to the editorial contacts responsible for publishing the Yacub 7 Ali website, did he make an effort to contact them.

Speculation on why Mills, who may or may not be black, attacked the organization without attempting correspondence with the organization or its publishers is without comprehension.

This is because there is enough information published and even available on the Web about the movement and the science.

The only missing piece of the puzzle was: how to access and utilize the mythological 3rd eye.

“The mythological 3rd eye, which is the pineal gland, is accessed at the single point where the streams of vision of the two eyes meet” – Yacub 7 Ali.

Had Mills done any real research or cared to attempt to speak with any intelligence or insight he could have found everything else on his own:

The 3rd eye (pineal gland) in white people is calcified (hardened, dead); “The white man’s 3rd Eye appears on the back of his dollar bill because the one in his brain has no functionality” – Y7A “Money is his god.” ;

The pineal gland in blacks (and people of color) is functional (fluid) and contains eumelanin;

Eumelanin absorbs ultraviolet light;

Philosophers (Descartes, Plato, Socrates): pineal gland is seat of God in the human body ;

Pineal gland is the ‘mythological’ 3rd eye,

Eumelanin is abundant in the hair, skin and eyes of people of color

all you have to do is cross your eyes & look at them to burn their skin – yacub 7 ali & the new black imagination, edited by sleugh crooks

yacub7alimemoirs — Sat, 07 Jul 2007 04:57:24 +0000

Helpful Study Guide, by Sleugh Crooks

the pineal gland in whites is calcified (hardened, dead)

the pineal gland in blacks (and people of color) is functional (fluid) and contains eumelanin,

Eumelanin absorbs ultraviolet light

philosophers (descartes, plato, socrates): pineal gland is seat of God in the human body

pineal gland is the ‘mythological’ 3rd eye,
the 3rd eye is accessed at the point where the vision of eyes of the beings who have eumelanin cross

“it is the camel passing through the eye of the needle,” Yacub 7 Ali. the camel is the sun, the eye of the needle is point at which the vision crosses. “it opens the doorway to the Kingdom of Heaven,” Yacub 7 Ali.

eumelanin is abundant in the hair, skin and eyes of people of color

eumelanin can be aggressively absorbed and intentionally directed through the 3rd eye

the divine light can not reside in the mind of the retarded and will no longer tolerate its perversion. the Holy Light of the Sun of God has no home in the mind of the creature whose pineal gland is calcified. where will God sit down?all you have to do is cross your eyes

salem, oregon “skin sinners” “mock God,” protest yacub 7 ali national curfew for whites –

yacub7alimemoirs — Mon, 18 Jun 2007 20:12:44 +0000

ARTICLE

Johnston, Iowa Yacub 7 Ali sect claim: Melanoma Execution

yacub7alimemoirs — Fri, 08 Jun 2007 05:27:33 +0000

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the nigger who lives in the sun

yacub7alimemoirs — Wed, 06 Jun 2007 09:03:19 +0000

He doesn’t remember how old he was, when he was first visited by the ~~nigger~~ who lives in the sun; but he’d had innumerable visits with the being throughout the course of his life spanning even into today.

February 1st, 1967:

“The ~~nigger~~ who lives in the sun came to see me again,” little Yacub 7 wrote. His experiences with the being had become so common his parents instructed him to keep a diary to record them.

“Why do you call him that,” after attempting to explain the experience for the first time, his father asked.

“That’s what he let me know to call him,” the boy snapped.

“Well, how did he let you know that?”

“I don’t know, he just put it in me.”

“What did he want from you this time,” his father asked.

“He wanted the same thing he always wants: to know if I can you see him?” Little Yacub 7 shouted with enthusiam!

“Could you see him this time?”

“Nope. I was blinded. There was too much light.”

“You were Blinded By the Light?” His daddy smiled.

His mom aired soft laughter.

But, the allude was empty to the child.

“Yep, I was blinded by the light. He showed me I’m not focusing my eyes fast enough or correctly but that he’d give me another chance.”

“When did he say he would provide you that opportunity?” His father asked.

“He didn’t! But he did show me how I could know when he is coming so I can get have my eyes already focused for him and, therefore, wouldn’t miss him!”

“Yacub was a bright child,” his mother said. “He was like a genious little monkey.”

At the comparison, I raised an eyebrow.

His father glanced up from the book he was reading. “How is it that he showed you how you can be ready for when he come?”

“He sounds like the blades of the world’s biggest fan spinning,” using his arms to demonstrate the size, Jacob began. “He let me know he is always going to sound the same way. I can hear them from afar off even in my sleep! Next time I’ll have my eyes ready!”

The next time Jacob heard the fan spinning, in his sleep he smiled. His head resting comfortably his folded arms, he was laying on his stomach.

His eyes closed, yet focused, for the first time he now heard the being’s voice.

“Can you see me?” He heard.

In his sleep state, he found himself surprised when he vocally uttered: no, I still can’t see you.

Momentary laughter followed his response. Then, “can you see me now” he heard.

It sounded like somebody had plugged my ears and was speaking to me through a cardboard paper towel holder, Jacob later described.

“No, I still can’t see you.”

“It was now, for the first time, I became vaguely aware of a figure sitting in the center of the light,” Jacob said. “Too, I also became aware that he was moving further away from my face so that I could see him.”

“How about now, can you see me now,” after another bit of laughter, Jacob said he heard.

“This time, as clear as I’ve seen anything else, I saw him!” Jacob said. “He sits in a three legged chair, sports a derby and, although he doesn’t need it, uses a cane when he stands.

“His face and body are the color of burned brass; and, his body is pure musle. With the index and middle finger of his left hand, he touched my forehead and left something inside of it. In the spot where he touches forehead, it always burns for three days afterward.”

“How did he leave?” Jacob’s father asked.

“He both went into me and away from me at the same time. I couldn’t tell the difference.”

what do you want to be when you grow up? Little Yacub 7 Ali, “The King of Light.”

yacub7alimemoirs — Tue, 05 Jun 2007 16:02:13 +0000

“There was always something different about little Yacub, – birth name Jacob Seven Ali,” his mother said. “In one way or another he’s left a marked impression upon everyone he’s ever come across.”

It was the day in school when all the children would be asked the big question: what do you want to be when you grow up.

On the previous day Mr. Price, their regular teacher, told them that today they’d have a special guest speaker and for each of them to be ready with an answer for the question.

Too, and most exciting, Mr. Price had given them supplies with which each student was to illustrate what their ambition was!

The guest presentator, a woman named Ms. Phifer, entered the classroom singing.

“There is no one in this world, quite like you and you and you,” pointing to the students according, she tuned. “There is no one in this world quite like you! Though, I’m not perfect in everyway, I can positively say: there is no one in this world quite like you.”

Jacob couldn’t wait for his turn!

Terrance said he wanted to be a fireman. He’d drawn a fire truck and colored it!

Patricia wanted to be a nurse. She drew a doctor and a nurse standing beside him.

“That’s a wonderful idea!” Ms. Phifer commented.

“When I grow up I want to be the King of Light and Darkness, ” when his turn came, Jacob excitedly shared!

To illustrate his ambition, Jacob used his colors, paper and scissors to draw and cut out a crown. When he was finished, he stapled the ends of the paper together and placed it on his head.

The woman placed a hand upon her chest. An assured smile drew upon her face. She’d been here plenty of times. Helping children with unreal expectations make real ones is something she was all too use to.

“There’s no such thing as a king of light, ” delighted by Jacob’s colorful imagination, she replied with polite laughter.

She pressed her lips firmly together and reinforced her certainty with a stern headshake.

The laughter rang as annoying clamor in little Jacob’s ears.

“Now, you can be a doctor, a lawyer, an astronaut or, even the president of the United States,” she encouraged.

A moment of distinct time passed. In it, Jacob carefully studied Ms. Phifer.

She was an unusually tall woman – thin too. Her animated character almost made her seem like one of the make-believe people Jacob had seen on t.v..

“I don’t want to be a doctor, lawyer, astronaut or the president of the United States,” Jacob frowned.

“Well now tell me, Jacob, what exactly would the King of Light do,” pressing her lips tighter and, now, squinting her eyes, Ms. Phifer asked.

“I would decide who got light shined on them and who didn’t,” Jacob snapped. “And you wouldn’t get any light tomorrow.”

Jacob’s comment was curt.

“That’s an ugly thing to say, young man,” Ms. Phifer turned her nose and replied.

“You couldn’t have any darkness either,” after feeling as though the teacher were restricting him from making his own shapes in cookie cutter he fancied his mind to be, he burst. “You are banished into nothingness. That’s ugly,” Jacob finished.

Ms. Phifer gasped.

She promptly sent Jacob out of the class and to the principle’s office.

“That’s how we got involved,” Jacob’s mother said. “We knew from that time on we had a special, special child.”