India

The Perfect Storm; is raging through India. The Pandemic is advancing. As family's are located in different parts of the world; suffering is rapid. If you can contribute donations by researching to an Indian Association of North Texas of not Associations of around the world.

We may be of different cultures. Disagree on our political beliefs. But life matter's no matter the skin color we're in. 

The Pandemic started in March of 2020. Thousands of families across the globe are continuing in being affected by this Pandemic, even more than lives of all races in poverty & money and hunger. 

If you have a free hand to lend. It only takes an inch of reaching out with a gesture of compassion. Because we just don't know; when normalcy is going to come around this time.

The Rapture

There is no denying the fact; no 1 human being can live with out. Are deny themselves from being affected by it.. Love

The power of love; is inevitable. It's rambunctious, intolerable, aggressive and intoxicating. 

But once love turns pure Rapture. It's toxicity is; vengeful, relentless and deceitful in every image of seduction. In any facet of over indulgence. To grip you with the mental seduction throug human obligations in emotions.

And the mystery of love; is that we, us and them. Continue in intensity of needing to continue; falling in, falling out and stumbling over ourselves to escape it's endless Rapture of;

I got love for my bro's are brothers of any color..

I got love for this woman are man who continues in stretching me to my limits. 

I got love for all my material stuff. And social relationships. Until I hit rock bottom.

I got love for this money over b!t$es. That refuses to let me sleep at night.

I got love in the life I choose to live. Until that life is shown me some cruel things.

I even got love for the kids. Until those commitments are torn from my arms. If not I am this human with compassion that is no longer appreciated..But not once did I think; why did I keep denying of the same love I once gave. Is the same love I denied for myself. And today I finally face my own reality..

Ghost Writer-#28. Until u r shown love. You will never know who to love; first.

Matthew 10:38 & 39

Space

Perception is creepy. On one hand it could be the reality of what is really happening or who it really is. And on the other hand it could be just an illusion based on personal assumptions if not appearances.

Today's times are weird in any environment. And so is the intense need to seek, assistance, cooperation & validation. During the Pandemic. It has caused a war created of an epidemic; stemming from human reckless behaviors if not people racing against time; .to reorganize their own personal lives.

Space is a requirement. 6 ft or  yards in distance. Please motivate the respect that has been lost around it. Then maybe in this generation lives are not loss. Financial bearings are restored and business will motivate this country back to a frame of mind; in normalcy..

For, a peace of mind is priceless. And no negotiations are amount of money can purchase it if not silence it. For those who are weary & worn from the unwanted world filled; of people's drama, greed and self preservation of insanity.

Good times is a good possibility. If we loosen up the ropes we are blindly hanging of our own futures. 

Respect Space.. and then room will set a new tone.