I knew my curse; Way before i grew old enough for it to curse me. I found myself drowning within my own thirst; Threatening to take parts i didn’t know i would need until later; That currently i can barely decipher if it was even for the better or the worse. One thing for sure, majority of it came as second nature, barely rehearsed.
Poem of the Day
We police ourselves way more than any cop can ever. We were conditioned to corrupt our own and call it salvation. The subconscious trait to silence your own thoughts was inherited, Years before the actual separation from the plantation.
Sexual stimulation has reached a popularity where we can freely, Openly express it; In multitude and forms of variety; And many don’t see any vulgarity in it.
Gratitude is simplicity in its purest form. And because a lot of people always seem to find only complexity when embraced with simplicity, I’m grateful for the kind-heart souls i was able to meet along my journey. With you, i was able to build to my spiritual army. Conversations with you reinforce my kind soul is actually worthy, Especially deep within all of the ongoing controversy. Secondly, I am grateful