You can probably see God several times In your lifetime. In order to understand and maintain sanity, you’ve to ask yourself what God is. As Oxymoronic as it may sound ,( Seeing God in life), it makes all the sense in the world. In the good book it says that he is all seeing and all being, correct? Knowing this how do we dare subject ourselves to commandments wholeheartedly and then go through life as if we’ve “seen the light” and are complete? ironically, I tend to notice his prescience the most in what believers know to be the most sinful moments. They say no sin outweighs another, so what I do is embrace my sins, and try not to apologize for them. I think that would make me a hypocrite, and then I’d be living in vein, I don’t dig that. My flesh is far from weak, I have no desire to break character for a woman’s virtue, preferably I’d rather get high and think of new exciting ways to fuck the woman I have already. That may be a little too raw, but I’m blunt, paper, bong ,bowl. If you know me then nod. These days we get so caught up in “normality” and forget just how weird we really are. So I don’t find it funny to see how the world wants to appease to what the majority seem to be “normal” And what the fuck is Sapiosexuality for that matter, if that shit is what the definition says, I do that shit like everyday. You mean to tell me that someone can have such a carnality for ones mind? That’s how I get away with hearing ” boy get your mind out the gutter” if today was yesterago I would have gotten so much more sex, a lot less teasing, maybe even a bitch that could deal with the fact that I wasn’t the freshes cat in the cradle. I think knowing what I know makes me a God, and what makes me human is believing and knowing who have me the told to have that confidence in the life I’m living. And to be honest we’re all royalty if we believe we are. That’s what’s it’s all about, believing in yourself and what you’re about. That’s why I always ask new people what their about or what their story is, that’s the only person I wanna know. Even after I took a 24hr break from writing this, you know, to drown in the reign of life, I can probably keep on going and writing about whatever and still get move from this. Granted , that’s not my plan , nor is it my hope that someone feels me in this, but still life is relatable in every aspect. When I see the slow decline of the moral fiber of society, I probably point the most fingers. Never at a particular person, but at a particular group of people. We all have to be accountable to what we believe is our mark on the world, even if it seems that we keep seeing the same shit in different places. I blame the over protective parents sometimes, the ones with the sheltered kids who have seen and done nothing at all. Sometimes I blame the mass sets of over privileged feet stomping among us, you know, the real expensive ones with that really good basketball player that most of us never seen until 98’, and then again in 01’. But then I turnaround and blame myself, I knew what I wanted to do my whole life, but never pursued it. I think I’m here to teach the masses , tell them what I know, tell them what they should do, then support them in the decision they decide to make. Then again I’m just a 21 year old that likes to get high and make the most of my days, however I choose to spend them. And for that reason alone I can’t live how I want to live unless i duck off and go another route. I don’t think the pledge will ever get changed, but I do know it doesn’t hold half as much weigh as it did when we had to say it ever morning as a mass. I actually had to google the shit just now to make sure I didn’t get it mixed up with the national anthem. And I’m very much sober. I don’t see the liberty anymore, and I think it’s because I’m older and I started to think for myself. I started to write and say shit I was told to keep to myself. I opened my eyes and governed myself and compared myself to the people I used to look up to, then I got here. I always try and keep my integrity and make the best possible decisions every time I open my eyes and start my next 24. I still tend to get caught up iny own genius and fall victim to overthinking. But that’s of the world and I’m not if the world by far, we may seem close but I’m far off from the shit of today or yesterday, I only live in today. Today I’m wiser, today I’m a full fledged animal when it comes to making it, today I’m saving some people from themselves, because we’re the only ones that can submit our demise. We kill ourselves, and what kills me is that we do it willingly. So “we’re only human” doesn’t mean a thing. What the fuck does that mean anyway. Dies that give a dig vice to pee and shit on the floor? Or some odd being from another planet to come and abduct all of our worlds diapers, so all out babies are just trifling and in return, grow up to be trifling adults? All that says to me is that we do stupid shit because we just love the struggle. We like to do the minimum and hope someone sees our hand out and drops a dime, we damn sure don’t want the daily devotional guides, or business opportunities, or even words of encouragement. The only things I celebrate is positivity, I encourage those who never heard it, I declare productivity and patience. I hate no one, the Muslim brother with the oils gets my business before the guy trying to save people in third world countries. Why?, because I’m into results , not hope, ironically that’s what manifested in me and has me in the mindset I’m in today. People can only do to you what you allow them to, with that said, Who’s really in control?
oh my god they did it!
This is probably the most impressive and beautiful thing I’ve seen in years.
This is amazing. As much as i joke about wanting new legs, I hope this gives amputees much wanted freedom.
They’ve been doing this on Grey’s Anatomy. Kewl to know it’s real lol
When your heart surpasses your hormones, only then will you find peace.
You’ll find her, then you’ll find yourself throwing away pride.
The last is never the last