Wake up this morning with so many distress on my mind.
Do I need to roll up,
Pray, or meditate.
I'am all about the truth.
Truth that looks like a lie.
Lie that works like truth.
The spirit of truth,
Never leave me or forsake me.
Just like miley wrecking ball.
I won't stop.
Things of the flesh.
Everybody keeps telling me what to do.
Now I understand why we should stay with elderly people and kids more often.
Gratitude is too expensive...
You see life through their point of view.
Writing this inside toilet.
Still on my pray or meditate dilemma...
I think I should meditate more these days.
God please grant Echezonachukwu his heart desire.
We should pray for people too.
I am what he is.
We all want to attain to a level of fulfillment.
To meek mill life all she got,
that's her own definition of joy.
Meekness is not weakness but strength in control.
Love to meek mill anyway.
Thank you.
love.
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