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katyavendel · 4 years

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Different? I don’t know. Alive? I Hope So.

Overly ambitious?

Maybe.

Over my head?

Most definitely.

Different?

I hope so.

I’ll run till I collapse

I’ll get back up and run a little more

As long as I’m breathing I’m alive

And as long as I’m alive I’ll fight

I won’t sleep

I won’t eat

I’ll wake up at 4am

I’ll work my ass off

While they’re all asleep

I’ll be spiritual

And talk to my soul out loud

While you contaminate with overthinking

I’ll combat my inner Mountain Everest’s

And have a spliff to a sunrise

I’ll write down everything I want to be

And I’ll be that.

I’ll create myself

And re-create myself

While you lose yourself

I’ll add purpose and meaning to my life

While you lose sense of reality

I’ll expand my limitations

And demolish every single limitation known to man

While you, brick by brick

Build every possible humane limitation, and believe it’s true.

I’ll fail, I’ll fail more times than you can count

More times than you would dare to try

And I’ll probably make a fool of myself every single day

I’ll probably break down and cry

And then get back up and get on my way

I wouldn’t stop

I wouldn’t dare stop no matter the obstacles.

Because with every breakdown comes a breakthrough

And I’ll get back up a little stronger every time

I’ll embrace my failure and learn from it, not ashamed of it

I’m not ashamed of my story, I’ll own who I am and embrace it

As imperfect as I might be

But I’m a beauty queen in the eyes of me

A dazzling sensation

A masterpiece in progress

The colors might be blurry, might be messed up

But I’m on my way, I haven’t stopped painting the painting of my life.

I’ll question everything and ask too many questions

And possibly more times than I can count, I might ask a silly question

But I’ll ask it

Because I might look like a fool for a second, but I’ll learn

And you’ll be stuck in your limitation and never grow.

I’ll get the answers to my questions

And if the answers don’ suit my narrative

I’ll change them

I’ll find them myself

I’ll make them up

I’ll look a little deeper

Dig deep in the cores of my soul

And find it from within

Because at the end of the day my spirit is eternal

And as human as I may seem, my spirit knows best.

Because all answers, at some point, were made up by someone high somewhere on something

Coming up with a theorem, and changing the way we live our lives.

I’ll chit chat to strangers

And maybe those strangers will become friends

I won’t settle

I won’t ever settle for less than I deserve

Because compromise is death, and I wanna live.

I won’t be a bitch and complain

I’ll thank God for the reality he’s given me.

My choices are my own, and I’ll deal with the consequences myself

I won’t blame you or another, for any decision I’ve made, I might take time to forgive, but I’ll forgive.

I’ll forgive, genuinely forgive

Because we’re all humans and we all make mistakes

And we make choices based on what we know and think is right at the given time.

I’ll jump every leap of faith I possibly can and take every risk. I’ll be an adrenaline junkie.

Babes, while you overthink and end up turning back, I’ll only go forward, cause life doesn’t stop.

I’ll love with everything I’ve got but won’t romanticize life

I’ll just be love wherever I go, and in every room I go

I’ll try to leave it a little better than I found it, I’ll try to leave every soul a little brighter than I found it.

I’ll eat fruits and be pescatarian for a while, maybe go vegan

And then I’ll go back to eating meat, cause damn, I’m a warrior.

I won’t gamble with my soul. not my life or my soul.

I’ll believe in music being the food of love.

So I’ll listen to it like it’s the last thing I got.

I’ll fall in love with aristocratic books, watch Jane Eyre,

And romanticize movies like August Rush and Good Will Hunting.

I’ll cover up myself in sand

And in swim in the ocean at midnight, because life needs to be lived.

I’ll push my car to full speed, and race at the speed of moonlight for adrenaline

Because hell, life needs to be lived.

You ain’t never met a girl like me, I’ve fallen off every possible

Quad bike, skateboard, roller-skate, I’ve even fallen of skis head first, it was fun, and it was a first date.

I love to ride wild horses

And speed like my life depends on it.

Watch me. Watch me breathe. And love .

And swim in the ocean and dance in the rain.

Watch me. Scream of the rooftop that I love my God

And that Hell will tremble to take me because I’ll convert every heart into a believer.

Call me a little weird.

But I’ll dance in the rain till I’m soaking wet and then take a five star bath.

Maybe I’m a little crazy, but I took on every opportunity life gave me, because why the hell not,

But now it’s time to stabilize and focus, but hell, I’ve tried.

I’ll never wonder of what if. Because I wanna try to live.

Overly ambitious? I don’t know.

Over my head? probably.

Different? I hope so.

#differentidontknowaliveihopeso

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katyavendel · 4 years

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I let go of my lucky bird

now I’m the one dancing

Singing

Flying

I know my worth

And its a zero gravity zone

Straight to the cosmos

Sending comets left and right

But I’m just smiling

I believe in no gravity

One, two

Lift off

I’m drawing time in the dust, in the sand

I’m Salvador Dali

Tie up my eyes

Hold my wings

And let me go

Draw me like a Michael Angelou

Sistine Chapel

Make me a masterpiece

I’m letting go

As Craig David says

I’m walking away.

Everyday’s a new day

I know michiavelli’s a little tense

Lol he could use a glass of wine and. A quick fuck

Maybe learn a thing or two from Rasputin.

He had his fuck’s and his nose up the Tsar’s business

Who knows maybe if we didn’t go to WW1 we’d still be a monarchy

Look, I’m just smiling

Just smiling

Learning how to operate in the zero gravity of my mind

No worries

Baby don’t worry , he said,

He lit up a zoot

And played me some Bob Marley

Smooth talking’ masterpiece

But all I wanna do is have a good time

I know Rousseau’s a bit psychotic

And Hobbes is a bit dark

But Locke’s alright

Hence why the playwrights copied him

Which playwrights?

Well, the constitution of the United States of course,

Didn’t Shakespeare say all of life’s a play

And we’re merely players and actors staring in different parts

In our own lives and others

And by the things that are occurring, it really does feel like a screen play

I mean, life, the constitution,

And the way things are occurring

In the world, of course

Read the UN’s sustainable development goals

And the Declaration of Human Rights

And then read you some Pride and Prejudice

And see, we’re not so different you see.

If music be the food of love, then play on , isn’t that

Hamlet

Lol, Romeo and Juliet, the Twelfth Night,

Trying to star in my own plays, playing Jane Eyre

And learning Chekov, but what’s the point.

No conspiracy theories

Take me to a cave, a cenote in Mexico, and let’s go swimming baby

Mexian Sky, send me the lyrics

Let’s dance them out loud.

Just plain sanity

Well, they do say Einstein was a little crazy.

Well yes, philosophy

Philosophizing on Locke, Hobbes, the Buddha, and whoever else comes to mind

Don’t tell me about Gandhi, mother teresa, nelson Mandela, and the way the changed the apartheid

Don’t tell me about the way he got through those 29 years

Tell me about your own Valley of the Shadw of Death, and how you got through it.

Don’t tell me about the theoritical equations of quantum physics and mechanics,

I know every theorem on quantum mechanics and the double slit experiemnt

I wanna know about the theorum’s in your mind

The equations you keep solving in your head about your next move

Please don’t tell about how Putin still poses anti’ gay rights

Tell me why it moves you.

Don’t tell me about the job you have

Tell me why you haven’t left

Tell have you ever let go

Have you ever danced underneath a sunrise

Or swam in an ocean at midnight

I have,

These things, it changes you

Have you ever wondered how small you are

And the peek of a summit

Or at the bottom of a valley,

I have.

Makes you realize we’re just a speck in the universe

I’m not a fan of Eastern philosophy

But it does have some sense

Believe in the tao

And just being still

Tell me about the occurrences of your own heart

Your own mount Everests you’ve conquered

Tell me about what brings your soul to life

Have you ever been so ecstatically happy, so ridulously joyous against all odds,

That you felt your heart was gonna burst right out your chest, tell me what that felt like

Did you ever point at a map, a single location, a random destination and just went spontaneously

No matter what.

I have, it changes you.

Have you ever integrated in a culture that’s not your own.

I have, and it changes you.

Have you ever travelled somewhere, just for a good cause, with people you don’t even know,

I have.

And it changes you.

Have you ever stared at the sky and wondered how these clouds

Have been here for millennia’s, I have, and it changes you.

Have you ever worked your butt off to become the best in your field,

I have, and it changes you.

You know Rumi said live as though the whole world’s rigged in your favour

Jesus said if you pray in my name and believe it shall be done for you

Do you believe? In the Lion of Judah.

That’s there’s better in store, a new day coming.

Ah, I know, you’re not into all this drama or philosophy,

You’re not into contemplation, or the purpose of life.

You’re not mundane, but you’re practical, one foot in, one out. All right, lets play a game.

Guaranteed I’ll beat you at chess.

How about Tony Robbins, or Zuckerberg, or your idol, Steve Jobs,

Well he woke up each day as if it’s his last, if that isn’t mindset, then I don’t know what is.

How about your programming, tell what is the wire, the neurocircuits that fire the electrons in your body.

Tell me how your neurons function. What is it that keeps you living, breathing, functioning, and moving forward.

Do you believe in a higher power, that maybe there’s more.

Oh, you believe in Elon Musk, well then baby boy, he’s still a hustler.

It’s mindset baby.

How’s your game?

Stop throwing all your bluff

And blow job techniques and rituals of seduction

Stop telling about how you got this girl or that in bed

Tell me, have you ever made love? So passionately, you thought your life had changed.

Was it real, or was it just a fling. Did you ever wake up to the gaze of a lover and know your whole world had just been made still. that

Somehow you’ve been given a taste of ecstasy , Heaven on Earth.

Of course, not.

Stop talking all your bluff, and why it won’t work. Tell me why it will.

Tell me how hard you’ll hustle to achieve this dream against all odds.

I’m so sick of you telling me about limitation and society’s perception.

i just want you to live.

And If you’re not in it, to live. But exist. Then baby, we’re on different lanes.

I’m here to live against all odds.

And live so bravely and fearlessly, that when death comes, it trembles to take me.

Courageously and passionately,

But I’m not a hopeless romantic, and I’d never allow myself to be that way,

But I love life against all odds.

Can you?

Let’s go to a museum, lets look at Da Vinci

Let’s go to the Colosseum, let’s visit the Louvre again, how about Nigara falls, take me to a new cafe,

Lets explore, actually, take me to that little cafeteria by the beach, the one that lights up candles at night,

And has shitty seats, let’s get dirty and go swimming.

Throw some mud on my face.

Take yourself less seriously.

Let’s have a laugh.

And when we’re looking at Da Vinci somewhere in the National Gallery in London

let’s go crazy and tell me you can’t keep your hands off me

That it turns you on the way I look at those paintings

And you can’t wait to get me in bed.

lol baby can we have some fun.

I want my life to be a masterpiece

A masterpiece painting

I want to see the way you raise my kids

The way you look at them in the morning and tell them you love them

The way you play ball with our little man and the way you kiss our little girl on her way to school

The way you teach them how to skate

And how to love life

How you teach them how to ski

And how to go bunjee jumping

How their first sky dive was with their mum and dad

And how the first time they learned how to ride a bike was on our porch yard

I wanna see our little boy run around with a skate board

And never get into bad crowds even though he’s always at the skatepark

Cause he knows he can be honest with us

I want our little girl to have a strong side and know how to fight

And know how to weep beautifully without being judged

I want our kids to know how to be authentic

And never feel like they have to hide or compromise anything about themselves

I want them to be leaders in their high schools and the kids everyone looks up to

I want them to be super intellectual and beautiful

And have the world at their feet

I want them to be sensational

And know how to inhabit their body and

Be real.

Baby let’s have a date night

And run barefoot in the middle of the road like we did when we were 18

Lets have a Notebook moment and dance underneath the street lights

But we’re married now, and nothing’s gonna stop us from still living audaciously.

Lets have a Pirates of the Caribbean moment and live like explorers,

And shake the world, and live like tourists on. A borrowed earth on borrowed time

Because we’re all just visitors for a time being on this planet,

Let’s win the jackpot, the lotto, let’s reach the high score, if life’s nothing but a game,

Then baby, I’m competitive and I wanna reach the high score, the high life, the high love,

I don’t wanna wait till I’m 80 to know the worth of life and what really matters.

I wanna die, close my eyes, and know that I’ve really lived.

And I beg God, not to take me till I’ve lived and fulfilled my purpose on Earth.

And if you’re gonna share a life with me, then baby you better live.

Lets kiss while at war, in the middle of battle, because we’re warriors on the inside

Let’s have tattoos and weird cuts and be sexy parents

Let’s wake up at 4am and go for a run

Let’s work out insanely and eat healthily but have insane pasta cheat meals

Lets love on life, lets make love to life.

Let’s be audacious against all odds,

And live like warriors,

And be like titans in our business fields,

In our careers, lets be the best of the best.

baby, Let’s have a Tolstoy moment and be intimate in the middle a war zone

In the middle of an economic breakdown, lets learn to relax and invest,

And lets be the bomb at crypto currencies because that’s the future

Lets learn AI and know about Elon Musk and visit Sillicon Valley.

Lets get weed in Jamaica and chill with the Rastas

Lets meet all the Hindus and Buddhas and chill in in their temples,

And get these weird roses and say thank you.

Lets’ camp on Mount Everest.

And have our own helicopter.

Lets sleep in the forest, and wrestle the lions with love.

Lets see the truth of this earth.

Let’s learn to relax even in the midst of chaos

Let’s learn to dance in the rain

When was the last time you made out under the rain?

Let’s go.

Let’s learn to forgive and love out loud.

Let’s climb Kilimanjaro , and maybe go to the Batu Caves again, where a monkey stole my ice - cream the last time that I went.

Let’s learn about ancient rituals, the rural parts of Eastern France, lets go to the African war zones, poverty stricken villages in Nigeria, lets see

How they live, and how they praise the Lord.

I want to praise like an African.

Because you see, it’s just a dance for the Lord.

But I want to praise Earth like the Shamans and Native Americans.

Live like a child, learn like an intellectual

Blaze trails like a prodigy

Work like a hustler

Live like a lover

Pray like a saint

Love like a warrior

Dress like a queen

Think like I’m Plato

And love like I’m an aphrodisiac

I want to pray like a saint

And love like a lover

I want to play like a child

And work like a hustler

I want to praise like a queen

And dance like every dance is my last

The first time in the Colosseum, I wondered how tough it oughta be to live here, living like a tourist, buying souvenirs, yet a couple centuries ago,

This was the ground for massacre

Gladiators and chariots

and massacres

lions fighting back and forth

The human race always had a knack for violence

Yet we’ve always been suckers for true love

Even, Caesar himself couldn’t help himself, brought, Cleopatra to Rome against all odds,

Just to be massacred by his own men for bringing a woman like her.

They say Nefertiti was more beautiful.

But that’s not the point.

The Hunger Games, live.

On a battle ground.

And what about the Roman inquisition.

Death for the cross, did you know it was chaos.

Or how they cut of Marie Antoinette’s and Louis XVI’s head.

Or how they massacred the Romanov’s in Yekaterinburg

Or King Henry VIII’s wives.

how they suffered the fate of just being women

Or how the Latinos suffered under the arm of dictatorship and the invasion of foreign policy

How the Americans invaded their land

Did you know all of the modern foreign policy tore up the Middle East starting from the Iraq war in 1991

To Saddam Hussein’s death and 9/11

The foreign policy for gold and ivory

that places like Timbuktu could turn into ruins

Look, I’m not insane

I’m just saying, shit happens

But like Richard Branson, we should sail on the waves

Cross Guinness records, own our own private islands

And enjoy life while we can

Just live out loud you know,

Shit happens, but you can’t control it

You can control nothing but your own emotions, and actions, and heads

And as Bukowski said, you can only change one life at a time, all else is grandiose romanticism or politics

Or how the English cut off the heads of slaves

How the Europeans divided Africa like a cake.

How the Belgians, cut up Congo for Ivory in half.

All that’s nice, but now what?

Now you live.

You live against all odds.

And you live life so bravely, so audaciously

That life trembles to take you.

I’ll leave you with a poem and short story.

Firstly, read All The Way by Charles Bukowski, it will change your life .

Secondly, Google, Nero’s 100 Gladiators, and see how the 40 stood up for Jesus, and how the one ran to them,

And see these stories of courage and bravery and be inspired.

Because as the wild saying goes, “Here’s to the misfits and the crazy ones” - Rob Siltanen.

#Iletgoofmyluckybird

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katyavendel · 4 years

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I’ll tell you the kinda girl I wanna be

Mandem sittin with them rastas

Smoking ganja

Year 5780

Decade of the mouth

Time to expand my voice

Expand my horizons

Adventures

I wanna be sitting with them rastas

Smokin on em ganjas

Year 5780

Time to expand my horizon

Widen my view

Limit my limitations from spreading or expanding

I wanna be a warrior soul

Fight for my path till death

Did I tell you I’m crazy.

No not like that.

Crazy in love.

The kind that drives you wild.

I’m in love with my destiny. And I feel as though you’d feel going after a lover.

I can’t let em get away.

I chase it with an anthem.

Singing hallelujah

Praise to the lord as I go

I wanna see them scream

I was see the demons scream with pain as I go

Flee in terror for I am with the King

That’s the kinda girl I wanna be

The kind that demons flee from

I wanna walk with the King

Sip on the weed

Be the kinda girl that drives you wild.

But I wanna pray to my King.

Reach out to my lord.

Tell him I love him.

Because he is my soul.

A girl on an adventure for adrenaline.

Anything that drives me wild.

I’ll sip my blood.

Learn to be own keeper.

I’ll jump them shoots.

I’ll bungee jump.

I’ll breed wild snakes.

I’ll drive on bikes and play the pool.

What else do you want me to do

To prove that I’m worthy

That I’m crazy enough to live

To be alive

To experience life

Yes I am crazy’s

And yes I called it crazy

Because only the wild ones live

Willing to test limitation.

People now it deem crazy for want to live and not fit into the mainstream.

Well I wanna be crazy. I wanna be wild.

I wanna skinny dipping at midnight and spray the guards with self tan.

I wanna run away from the cops and fall asleep in a station and then lead them men to battle. I wanna be a leader as I go not all at once. Because I’ll fall. I’ll fail. I wanna live Lord and through that I’ll lead with love being my expressive truest self. I don’t wanna lose me in the battle - on the way to success I don’t wanna lose my friends. I don’t wanna sacrifice my soul to live. I thought I had to. The horror the nightmares made me think I had to. But I know that was all the devil trying to scare me from fulfilling. My destiny. Well guess what, I ain’t scared no more. I remember who I am. I’m the girl who shoplifted at 13 and ran away from the cops. I’m the girl who tried to sneak home past 2 am when my nanny locked me out. I’m the same girl that lied to my parents that I’m going to camp knowing I’d be destroyed if my dad found out that I just stayed out all night cruising and having some fun. Not the kind of fun boys and girls. We were just in the mall till past midnight it was late. It was fun. Also. I’m still the girl that forged my mother’s signature to the principal and tried to sneak out of school early to have some hookah with the guys. And I’m still the girl on which my dad called the cops on twice. He called them on me twice. What I’m saying I can keep listing and listing the wild things I’ve done. But what I’m really saying is I’m still reckless and bold and I wanna keep doing me while still going for my dreams. I don’t wanna stuck up or closed off or timid. God did not make me timid. It isn’t in my blood.

#thekindagirlIwannabe

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katyavendel · 4 years

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Why Does It Burn

Why does it burn

Maybe it’s the nicotine in my lungs

Maybe it’s weed

Musta messed up the roll

Lookin through window

They call it window pain

Golden life

They call it golden life mandem

They comin on me

But I ain’t comin on them

They say it’s wisdom

To know when to fight

And when to restrain

My father woulda said watch em bleed

Hit em bleed em twice as much as they bled you

My mamma would say let it go

Let it go baby girl

Let God fight your wars

Mama I ain’t cryin no more

I ain’t lettin these men hurt me

Materialise me

Feminise me

Mama you don’t know this

But a man pulled a trigger on me

Mama you don’t know this

But a married man tried to fight over me

To make me his girl

Mama you don’t know this

But a 40 year old man pulled his dick on me

And tried to grind on me

Mama he wanted to rape me

Mama he wanted to fuck me

And mama I’m embarrassed

But I liked it

Mama it hurt

Mama I gave a married man a blowjob

Mama I cried all night

Mama when you trusted me to be a good girl

All alone at home

Mama you didn’t know this

But I was broken

Mama I loved him

Mama I was broken

But I loved him

And I woulda made anything to make the pain stop for a minute not to feel

II has to kiss out the pain I would

Mama if I had to pull my finger down my throat everyday to make me suffer so that I stayed in shape and didn’t over eat from the hurt or over drink

Mama I was suicidal

You didn’t know that.

Mama I begged God on my knees to take my life.

But he wouldn’t.

Mama you don’t know this.

Mama you don’t know but he hurt me

Mama I cried

Wanted to fuck him

Thought he’d be with me

Mama I bet myself up

Over why he didn’t love me

But he was just a playboy

So why did he suffer

Why couldn’t he take his eyes off me whenever we was in the room

Mama why did he come to me in the theatre show again and want to hug me to kiss me

Mama every time I was in his arms I thanked God

Mama I was fucked up

Mama you didn’t know

That my rebound licked me upside down

Mama you didn’t know that I saw his lusty eyes in my sleep.

Mama you didn’t know he cried on my door.

Mama you don’t know he threatened to hurt me.

Mama you don’t know he was a mad man.

Mama you don’t know that I only made out him to forget.

Mama you don’t know that he touched me to forget.

Mama you don’t know that he was crazy.

Mama I think I made him crazy.

Mama I think it was me.

I think I messed up.

I think I fucked up.

I think I hurt him mama.

I think that’s why he was fucked.

You think it’s easy to be with a girl be mad about her but be so crazy that even when she tells you to leave even when she tells you she loves other man even when she screams this quiet crazy girl scream to tell you to fuck off. You think it was easy keeping his dignity. This man had pride. He couldn’t do nothin- he was crazy about me.

Mama did you know he was crazy bout me

Mama did you know I called the cops

Mama did you know I was afraid he’d find me

Mama did you know nobody helped me

Mama did you know I gave them my soul

I gave them my heart

And all of my love

Mama did you know they watched me bleeding

Mama did you know they prepared a grave for me

And they were willing to hit the nails in the coffin to lock me up for good

Mama did you know I saw the dreams

Mama did you know I had nightmares

Mama did you know I saw things in my sleep and in my wake

And mama did you know it scared me

And mama did you know I was frightened

And mama did you know nobody helped me

When I was in the pit

Except for God

But he said they would help me

But just like everyone I felt they betrayed me

And so when they call I can’t speak

And so mama I gave them my years

And yes they did heal me

And yes they did cleanse me

And yes they loved me in a way

Yes they accepted me in a way

But not really

They never really did

I was a White girl from a different tribe

A different warrior

And they were assassins

I was petite

They thought I couldn’t fight

These men

And so they underestimated me

But mama they didn’t know I’m a warrior

And for some reason mamma it hurts and I want them to know that I’m an assassin when need be

But I kept my venom clean

I kept it sealed

I kept it caged

I was a good girl mama

And all I did was please

But mama I lost myself in it

It wasn’t like the horror

Or the valley of the shadow of death

It wasn’t like the pit or the betrayal of friends

It wasn’t grown men forcing themselves on me

It was worse mama

Because it had to be my promised land

So why did I suffer so much in my promised land

And why do I feel so empty when I think of it

Why was I betrayed

Why wasn’t I accepted

This was my healing

My key out

My sanctuary

But those assigned to keep me safe

Never did

I’m praying that he does mama

I’m praying that he does his job mama

I pray for him

Daily

All the time

I think of him when I’m high

I see his presence

I feel his aura

I pray for my loved ones

They think I forgot

But mama I weep for them

I cry for them

I pray for them

I think of them

I get excited when I see them

But why doesn’t anyone believed that I loved them?

I had to make the sacrifices I did on the road to reach the road. My destination. The road less traveled by. But for some reason it doesn’t seem so holy. Because I made it to the promised land. But I’m alone. All alone. I sacrificed my friends and my loved ones. My family. My parents. My friends. But I could sacrifice you. I couldn’t let go. And so. Stayed on Earth mama. Because I couldn’t let you go. I couldn’t you watch you weep from heaven for me. I couldn’t watch you bleed. And so I stayed. You kept me alive. The thought of you kept me alive in my darkest hour. You were what kept me pushing. To create a future for you. To open doors for me. To buy you that yacht. To introduce you to that president. To take on a night out with all the big boys in Russia in Moscow on New Years. Dancing with the stars . Mama I’ll take you dancing with the stars. And mama I love you.

Mama I feel like I’m writing you from a dark place. The two main songs on repeat that describe how I feel are In My Blood & I Miss The Days . Mama it’s the enemy’s plan to sabotage me. So in the name of Jesus I come against every plan of the enemy. And plead the blood of Jesus over my enemy. Fire. Fire to my enemy. Enemy destroyed. Enemy colonized. Eden reconciled. Loading loading. Enemy destroyed. War won. Jesus won the battle. The end has already been done. The battle has already been won. Destiny unlocked. Just tap into the blood of Jesus. That’s your power source.

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