I can't fathom the fact that these fake philosophers of potent pathetic plutonic prophesizing try nothing but demise and minimizing, the minds of others. I'm talking about these, closer than I’m making it sound, so-called relations, really simulations, labeling me the devil, why, for what, because I smile too much, love the Lord too much, want to converse and not argue? It's ridiculous in this place, a disgrace, feel like I'm another race. Fantastic not the focus with your frivolous and fictional findings of my future like you know my fate. Trying to condemn what you can't command, because my pass consist of a conviction, try to make my destiny's predictions, it's sickening and not right. It's evident the elements that are operating are eminent, leave plenty of evidence, only if they would "Open their eyes" they'd be on point with their wives instead of thinking their old so automatically wise. With the head there's no compromise, how can the head be the head if there is no head, call me dead, say I won't make it. The other does for your glory, I do for God's glory, because it really doesn't matter what you think, unless you're emitting a positive effect, but with you there's never optimistic only oppressive, coercive not suggestive, which would I be impressed with? She's a blessing, really helped me learn my lesson, because she told me the Lord will forgive me, and the other she never left me, stood by me, even cried with me. No regret, since I repent and replaced and reinvented my retrospect, now there's only more I expect, big things like a big king. You see, negativity swims around me daily like an ocean of sharks, life seems in danger for that God is no stranger. I don't understand your ways, but I understand that I understand your ways, so at least when we part ways, it can just be what I expected before, what I have now, and what I'll have later, better days. With all that you’ve said, always said, and with what’s said, I can still say… I truly love you, and that’s real!
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