Story Time…

The will to conquer is the beginning of the victory

~Europa, Ki Wi

Being Thought About.. What if it was true? 

Getting a little technical about that statement. Everyday, it really doesn’t matter who it is I’m thinking it could be; all I know is I wonder, “I wonder if they’re thinking about me?” Sounds like where I was going at – sounds like a passionate little rap. Moving forward, worrying about what the next person feels about me isn’t anything I care to put focus towards. I mean at this moment, I am creating my thoughts with letters put together, and it’s easy, I always own it! Keep pushing me, say what I thought you said anyway, go ahead, lie to me, and be a fake homie. The truth always comes to light, you can stay in that dark alley, I’ll just simple smile then, I heard it’s very bright. Kill them with kindness, it use to make sense, but now, to me, there’s no other saying like it. Being who I am is what people practice to be, I was blessed with this gift, so it’s a little more easy to me! Does this make you think about she? I mean me, I’m getting beside myself, but that’s only for me to agree! I’m in awe at the fact that people even take the time to paint me negatively; learning that once you spend time with me, that anything negative from me would be an impossibility. I laugh, no matter how I feel, I laugh. The best dose of a healthy starts begin with that, there’s no science behind it, it’s simple, no grids, no graphs. I wouldn’t think twice if that was the only choice I had. People and their thoughts with no common sense behind it, always have a point of view or opinion about who you are and how you feel, resulting in them looking and sounding a bit mindless. I know it’s someone out there that know what I am saying is really real! 

Brooding – engaged in; showing deep thought about something that makes one sad or worried.

~ Meriam-Webster

I would never give credit to man for what God had already written over my life. What I will do, is be grateful for the right vessel and spirits that surrounded me when my true gift was brought to the forefront. Inspirations if you may. I do know that I’m happy in this place and the journey has only begun. The greatness the Lord has in store for me – even I won’t be able to fathom the abundance when it comes! I’m patient and very excited all at once. This is an exhilarating feeling, or energy – what may be the best way to describe this vibration. Sounding as if I’m saying nothing at all, and that’s actually saying a lot. Your actions are verbal as well, don’t keep your mouth shut and still show me your moves like I don’t have more than sight – but vision. Randomly as I write this, compromise happens to come to mind after hearing the how it was used in a deliberation of what a woman should be for anyone else but herself. Compromise is impossible when you’re only being yourself, and how do you not be yourself? That’s so much energy wasted – people do this on their own too. What I wonder though is, if someone was to tell you, “hey! Don’t be yourself be something else, because if you want me in your life that’s the compromise you have to make!” Like what! [chuckles very loud] Outrageous – oh how the human behavior can be. 

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