SHINE BRIGHTLY

Hello my friend. I take it that you, like most of us, are going through something. I’m here today to share a bit about adversity: you know, those challenges that seem to turn us every which way but loose…

We hate to see it coming, but come it must, if we are to evolve as people. There is much to be learned and gained by adversity. Just look at a baby learning to walk; it’s the falling down that teaches the babe to balance and hold on to support. Likewise, we find our truest strength in adverse situations: overcoming and persevering teaches us to trust ourselves and the wise counsel of others. We experience growth from pushing through the pain and we gain stability and greater self-reliance.

Most of us love to shine. We brush and polish our hair, teeth and skin into a state of radiance. But when it comes to our souls, we resist the abrasion, the heat, friction and pressure that fashion us into better human beings, enabling us to shine brightly for Christ.

I Agree

I Agree

I agree with one thing that the wealthy tend to hark on relentlessly; that is the fact that the buck has to stop somewhere. Giving is a matter of choice and when I’ve worked my hinny off to afford a comfortable life only to find some fool trying to take it by force - of course I will fight with all my power to keep it. Too often I’ve been approached (begged) or threatened to give something that is MINE. I’m a caring sharing person and I believe in philanthropy. But I am a citizen and I have the right to fulfill my own pursuits of happiness without fear of wrath by someone who mistakenly thinks they should share my fortune by attrition. I write these words thoughtfully as I have given away fortunes only to be regarded as a sucker.

Having experience a plunge into financial crisis, I now guard my wealth with far more implicity and shrewdness. I care for my fellow man - every one. But I can give only so much time, energy and resources before the coffers are left empty, and I am quite aware of whom I cannot turn to for aid of any kind.

Hobbling Flow

Stepping to me is plain self defeat

My flow is the bomb - simple - complete

Words that converge upon the absurd

Sharp; they cut - like swords through meat

Wanna try me, call a doctor

Cause it truly is a pitty

Have you sucking this verbal cunt

Like it was a third titty

You begged me to do you

So now I stomped right through you

Ain’t no shame in my game

And I wont complain

When I spit this crazy shit

That be fuck’n with your brain

So get up out my face

Cause you don’t fit in this space

This flow will leave you hobbled

Like a three-legged-race