Monthly Archives: September 2016

The First Thing

In the Spirit of the Gracious and Compassionate Creator of the Heavens and the Earth Lester A. Knibbs aka Doctor Hakeem To all of my Muslim Brothers and Sisters — African American Muslims and all other Muslims worldwide — and … Continue reading

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Fifteen Years

In the Spirit of the Gracious and Compassionate Creator of the Heavens and the Earth Lester A. Knibbs aka Doctor Hakeem Fifteen years. “Overworked, underfed, under-clothed, and occasionally undergoing punishments that could include up to 1,000 lashes with a whip … Continue reading

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Abraham’s Sacrifice — God Says, “Just Kidding”

In the Spirit of the Gracious and Compassionate Creator of the Heavens and the Earth Lester A. Knibbs aka Doctor Hakeem At this time, the hajjees — the Muslims on pilgrimage — have gathered in Makkah, and in a day … Continue reading

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Beethoven’s 3rd — Please Make It Stop

In the Spirit of the Gracious and Compassionate Creator of the Heavens and the Earth Lester A. Knibbs aka Doctor Hakeem During the first movement of the first performance of Beethoven’s third symphony (April 7, 1805), it is reported that … Continue reading

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serious music being human

In the Spirit of the Gracious and Compassionate Creator of the Heavens and the Earth Lester A. Knibbs aka Doctor Hakeem if there is no pain in your music it is not serious music if there is no fear in … Continue reading

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drag

In the Spirit of the Gracious and Compassionate Creator of the Heavens and the Earth Lester A. Knibbs aka Doctor Hakeem i was blinded by negroes in muslim garb 8 Dhul-Hijjah 1437 September 9, 2016

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dope

In the Spirit of the Gracious and Compassionate Creator of the Heavens and the Earth Lester A. Knibbs aka Doctor Hakeem almost everyone i know is a dope dealer dealing sweet words sweet images sweet sounds my own mother put … Continue reading

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