04/21/2026
OPEN LETTER TO THE COMMUNITY
Psychological profiling
(1). Greetings family I am back to communicating with our incarcerated community brothers and sisters, not just in Pennsylvania but across the nation you have no idea the dangers that our loved ones are in, in these crazy facilities. I'm speaking from experience because of how I was treated as a youngster at 10 years old. I got into an altercation with an individual that was 17 years old and I hurt him extremely badly and because of how I communicated that to my captors when they asked me what were you thinking, I told them I was going to take this guy with me . Because of that response ,they labeled me, no they told my family I suffered from Emotional Fragility and they explained to them what it meant they gave their diagnosis of what they felt I was because of what I said, they said I was irrationally homicidal with suicidal tendencies and being Emotional Fragility, meaning that if my feelings were hurt I would kill everybody and commit su***de, which scared myself and my family, then they told them they had medication that would cure that. That was until my grandfather stepped in because we were all afraid, to death, of that diagnosis. He came in and told us that Emotional Fragility means the tendency to be easily overwhelmed by difficult emotions. And that occurs with a lot of people, but they wanted to treat that with medication they did for a minute, until my grandfather stopped it and took me with him. My aunt made me promise her that I would only fight if I felt my life was being threatened
(2). At age 11 or 12 I graduated from elementary school and went to junior high school Audenried Junior high 33rd and Tasker St. On my first day as we went into the auditorium for orientation the teacher called me up on stage to show that whole auditorium of children how not to look or dress when you come to school, I became stoic, it hurt so bad that I felt absolutely nothing. The only thing I could think was I should take this teacher and throw her ass into the Auditorium but my aunts cautionary instructions and the promise I made to her came to my mind, when I told my grandfather about that he said they were trying to test me, they knew I had just come from being incarcerated and they wanted to see if they could make me hurt one of them like I hurt that dude. I was transferred.
(3). I was ashamed for a long time to tell my story, that’s why I encourage folks that feel as though they have a problem talk about it. My problem with me, if you could call it that, I come up with certain serious individuals that live by codes that we abided by religiously and you could tell by their actions, their words and deeds whether they violate the code or not, and our code already came with certain penalties. If you committed a capital offense that came with a particular punishment, we lived in our lane and we understood that. I became a Muslim because I loved the concept of and this is what I felt, you want for your brother what you want for yourself. If you are Muslim and believes other than that. then you're not a Muslim. We have so called Muslims individuals that look down on Brothers that truly feel and try to follow the religious doctrine, but your warning, it comes with punishment too. That's why psychological profiling comes into play because those that practice those deviant actions will put them on you, so you can spend your time needlessly trying to explain to them you are not like them no matter how it may seem to them because their mind is preset, the devil has already set their mind.
• (4). According to societies classification I came up with some of the coldest killers that has ever existed not just in Philadelphia ,across the nation and because I am soft hearted, kind and generous, a lot of individuals thought that I was paying to be in that company until they pulled up on me on a few occasions, but Allah is Akbar and they disappeared .My thoughts were I used to get upset with myself because of how I was, I would cry in a heartbeat. I wanted to be mean, tough, and evil, and I just couldn't be that, but when I started learning Islam and following Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) Prophet Muhammad was known to cry during moments of deep emotional connection, such as prayer and reflection.
• He often wept when reciting or listening to the Quran, particularly verses about mercy and judgment.
• His tears were also shed in response to the suffering of others, showing his compassion.
• He cried during significant events, such as the loss of loved ones, including his wife Khadijah and uncle Abu Talib.
• His tears were a sign of humility and devotion, illustrating his deep faith and empathy.
Then I understood that a soft heart was a gift from the Creator that demonstrated humility because the Prophet cried. Then I started feeling a whole lot better about myself. I was in a spirited argument with some of Mumia’s legal people and supporters and I was lambasting them for their unprofessional representation of him not only that, but they also use Mumia's name to destroy powerful black individuals and institutions and was not even trying to get him out, he has government lawyers working his case. When they started explaining exactly what he was going through the itching, the tormenting, and all the medical misery he was going through, I broke down and shared a few tears and couldn't speak any more. Then I inadvertently said I should choke these motherf**kers out, the next thing I hear, he is talking all that tough gangster s**t, and he in there crying like a bitch. Then we had Doctor Mutulu Shakur's fundraiser in DC when he got on to speak, he said I shed tears for Mumia too, that was a handshake for me, from one of our great generals, Rest In Power, my Brother because I needed that. Much Love, Much Respect
Razakhan 4-20-26