God

In the real world God; delivers, observes then God provides our needs. As man; manages,  rations are blocks those same needs. Other human beings will do the unthinkable in showing up without any man given permission to demonstrate good works; in a Humanitarian, Philanthropist if not The Good Samaritans. 

Obedience is required. Discipline is a struggle. However, having the Faith of a mustard seed is Powerful.

But if you don't desire to posses Peace. Serve God instead of Man. For the struggle to exist in anxiety of overwhelming thinking; maybe because those Priorities were taken for granted for quick Access to have money, associations or material things. Don't count God out; he created the Universe all by himself. As humanity was yet in our mother's wombs. God pondered with making a space we could All cohabitate in; Together and not Apart.

One day we discovered ourselves. Free to move around this big world. As we thought God was not watching. We in humanity proceeded in making our own choices. We attempted to correct one another. By; lynchings, chastening, and correction in communications. Somehow it went South, and we departed our families & cultures like the Red Sea. And as in the day's of Pharoah humanity did not All die at one time. We just took time to figure out how. Then we ask if not curse God why are we were stuck in this position. No matter who we Are in this disposition.

Psalms: 92:4

Ghetto Minds

The Ghetto is projected of people of color; by low income, lack of healthcare, education and community equity. 

But how is it. Welfare is a system used by All cultures in an impoverished condition. And lack of educational funding is over debated in oppositions of those overwhelming needs for programs in those districts. And healthcare is unjustified for who gets the highest level of medical treatment in services. Compared to unaffordable healthcare with the same opportunity to access that highest level of services. 

The moral of this is; ghetto is a state of conditioned mind. That is progressing throughtout every Title, Attire and Appearances. And it does exempt the ghetto mindset from any zipcode, economic status, associations, demographics are race. We as a people have created a Planet that no one has separated themselves from one another. In reality we have separated our own understandings about ourselves. 

So if change is still going to significantly occur out of the horizons; because of who we feel in self validation to place judgment on other people in a condition. Before the same judgment of condition is placed on ourselves. In this generation redemption was a choice. But in so many of our awkward behaviors; we could deny ourselves. If not say it was denied of our freedom. We chose of  struggles to acclimate in, just to say we are living.

4Sho

Another hot summer is approaching; after that meltdown this winter. And we can't assume to snap back with a poke & stick. While behind us was placed; a bandaid. 

The importance in this short message is; did we initiate enough time to communicate effectively. Of all this language and shortcuts in speaking dialect. If not cure what is "4sho", going to reappear on another day, different time of the unexpected. For not respecting 4 every season change is desparately needed. For that old bandaid is now; rapidly lifting.

SUN

There were nights; we woke up in a state of panic. To rush to their bedroom doorways; just to watch & listen in silence as tears fell from our eyes. We prayed over our black children.

There were times we just wanted to share our forbidden love with; any race of color. And still today we struggle with making you understand how we can love; without this judgment you earned; by continuing to remind of us our black skin. Even in our biracial relationships. 

There were moments we critically examined our own positions. To be more mindful of how we needed to empower our own black children from systematic structures meant to fail us. So our children identify with better and not struggle for no real reasoning but the color of their skin. On these concrete roads of racial adversity. One day they would travel mentally; alone without their black mother & father. To protect them from harm. Of themselves if not for those waiting to hear the echoes of time; crying out loud "I Can't Breathe". 

We all have witnessed the unjustified favoritism & validation in permission to our black people; of inequality & inequity in information. As our black children were held in bondage we worked harder to be acknowledged. As our tears are being watched flowing down our weary faces; with minimum compassion & moral intentions. As that fate in arrogance was in denial of; a  new day and time. In the same moment their white children were also be targeted. By the same peril times of drug addictions, hate crimes, suicide and depression. 

One Day an Uncomfortable Conversation is going to happen. Where Time is growing All nations of man; Weary, worn and relentless. 

Gummy Bear

Rmember when we were younger kids; and mom packed our favorite snacks in our lunch bags. 

I remember my favorites were; Paydays & Peanut Patties. Peanut Butter logs and the fat Pink Circus Peanuts.  

Even now, every blue moon. I stop by a corner store to grab 1 of my favorites.

Today I notice even the adults is eating everything that is flaming hot & spicy. If not coated with sugar are a sour coating.

One day I was at a small gathering. And from behind I heard a voice ask "would you like a gummy bear". I thought about the commercial and those Elite grownups at the table say 'I like this 1 better', what is this we hear adult's sounding of small children. 

Then one day I watched on social media * nation wide television. Of how drugs are now an epidemic. In all races of children around every corner of the world. And no one knows exactly HOW this epidemic could of entered in our homes. When this could of never happen. While we were paying closer to monitoring in on. Our children. 

Facebook, Snapchat, YouTube and Text.. I know after a certain age; there is no argument. And when they are young we assume our actions are not being watched..But not for every parent who is not sleep on these children..

The World is a big place. And not All people are pleasant, prayerful and watching out for your, theirs and our kids..

STOP..start to operate parental patrol..Why, because the future for the youth is depending on what we implement; of helicopter parenting.

The Perfect Storm

With All due respect; we will pray to God in a catastrophe. And in the blink of an eye some will in deliverance; resume our rolls with entitlement. 

Unless there is a reason to blame; there is no argument.

Until there is a reason to complain; comfort is less stress. 

Until we are tested in areas in which we are affected; then the advertising is, the struggles is real. 

We could say we are only human; in our own funny ways. On any emotional day.

Exodus

Due to the life struggles; we have many burdens to bare. But healing is near. If you believe God can. And is All Powerful in knowing our circumstances. Therefore only a God is capable of seeing us through Famine, Heartache, Pain & Unbearable Suffering.

When life happens; and people seem to have their way. Look to the Hills and Yell. No money can pay for the debt that is already been PIF on Calvary..

I Declare It. Decree It..To be removed. Now it's on Notice. For Restoration of Gods Peace, Grace and Infinite Mercy "if my people will call my name, turn from their wicked ways". THEN I Will Hear from Heaven. But if u don't believe, how will it ever happen in souls with holes that will even deny God, in the 2nd death in Revelation?

Matthew 12:30

This Is My Exodus....

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. 

Intimacy

There is a significance in our positions of Grandstanding & Roll playing. And It seems as if time has unraveled the intimacy we once shared; in a state of combined formation. And it does not matter your culture are race. We all as humans desire human types of Intimacy. Are else how did we; become conceived?

So why, be embarrassed. Of what we connected to of a balance in our human emotions. And a state of positive energy to release unto one another what we are feeling about; each other..

Music reminds us to release ourselves; in a place we may have lost time. To find our most intimate souls; all over again.

Here is To "US" Getting Reaquainted with what we deny; of ourselves. In Friendships that require more Patience; in our Understandings to get back to Communicating..