I've been through enough to know better.

Of course, this doesn't mean I can't learn anything else. This also doesn't mean the people around me can't learn a thing or two either.

I don't want to be a pest anywhere. I won't be one here. The people around me around me aren't going to be pests either. This is not pest zone.

We serve The Lord here. There is no other task. Every step is for the Lord, or iit is not made. This mean, you have due diligence to uphold. Do your best, and stop f0- ing around. I don't have time to be playing with little ass kid games.

Having said that, we have Church to uphold also. All of us. You and I. The little rats, the vipers this, people will play without warning, and no regard for h---. You're going if you're messing with me. It's almost a sure ticket.

But I don't hold that against you. See, a thief will never quit. They can't. If they stand still, they will be consumed by all they have stolen. They have no regard of their own. They need you to feed from. Their only desire to seek more. They are like the roaches, theives. No worth, and scattering everywhere.


But still, The Lord is there. He helps even the theif.

So if the Lord has regard for the thief, he'll have regard for You who listen, and do not steal.

The drain was out. I put some hot water down, and emptied the bowl. I did all I could do there. The basin where the water gathers is covered with slime - leftover oil and different fragments of food. This is all a gnarliness unneeded near. I can empty that out.

Kids, there will always be people against the good. Because there's good to feed from. There may be ten critters, but they all know to feed on one flower. When that flower is done, the critters scatter to another flower, and eat that.

So how is man any different? Men act all the same in such manner. Take what is there, then depart to search for more.

But what if man looked inside of themselves? What would they find then? How many layers of cavern must you go in to find it all. You won't find it all in this lifetime.

Instead, you'll be treated to new and imroved versions of what you've already found. The people from before don't have a clue of what's going on. They are clueless. And so you help them. They have no place but to cause trouble. Trouble is where they live.

The peace that captures me comes from The Lord. God made The Lord, but The Lord you answer to. Not unlike those days in North Hollywood.

When I stayed for a month with Mr. Newman. I was allowed by my then friend Isaac Newman to stay in his house and go to school from there.

I got too happy with the stability and stayed all there off school days, I sat in the living room, hung out, used the radio. All that. What an embarrassment.

It all culminated when we worked at Siz Flags. While there, this friend left me out there with no ride home. Now, with no way back home, and no ride, no money, I was stuck. The first time, DEven came and got me.

It was an afternoon, and Devon came and got me. Mr. Mangelsen, Devon's dad, came to the rescue. I didn't give him any gas money, anything. A thank you. I never forgot that.

Thats why big titty Nikea stayed with Devon. She was stout, for me even, but not so. She and Devon had a child. I don't feel bad about that now.

In other news, the second time. Isaac left me out there, this time for some girl. I don't know why. But he did. I wanted to hang out with the bosses. They heard Mobb Deep one time and were hooked. I was the uncool black man, but I was cool because I was black. It blew their minds.

Here was this black kid, who was cool, but he wasn't cool enough to the other kids. They always kept me down and teased me. This is because of what we see now - they knew then.

So here it is, with kids. They tend toward coolness. If all the kids are cool, the kids all win. That's what you want. For the kids to all win.


You don't want somebody sucking off of you and being rude about it, like a pimp. You want someone whose not sucking at all, at least not intentional.

You want someone who is good enough at being a human to at least try to be authentic.

Down motorcycle guy gets a prop. I'll use man, not guy. Guy is a letter away from Gay. This is important, because I don't want to be directly associated with gay. I'm not against them, but you know that's wrong man. Raping another man in the butt and calling that progress? You know that's wrong man.

I don't agree with gay. But I agree with progress.

Now is the big story. My Mother came and got me. She came by, and picked up pher kid. Her son at 11pm at night. I knew then that The Mexicans had a line. You can only hang with them for so long, until it's over with.

I had a friend for almost 20 years. He tried to hang. But then he started tripping and veering away. This is because he was growing up. He had kids now, new life. He didn't want to be acknowledged by me anymore.

He took to the heart the thoughts I was having. He took to heart the various things I expressed to him. He wanted also to show he was not afraid of black people. All this because he was growing up.

It came down to the last moment, where he was supposed to give me a ride somewhere. He didn't wait for me. I don't know why he didn't wait, but he decided not to.

He said something, but it was an excuse. He drove all the way over here to leave in 5 mins? 10 mins? Impossible. He was here to tell me that he didn't approve of me anymore.

He was here to tell his Mexicanos he was done, through, with his friend. He doesn't need my friendship anymore. He doesn't value my friendship enough to waith 10 minutes.

But you know, I am not upset. I got over that, but I'm telling the story now. If you tell it out, you can see what you're missing.

I saw earlier yesterday the problem. Its a knot in my work ethic. Here is what I mean:

I was pushing buttons to get paid. Ok, I do that all day long. So when I'm doing this (while treacherous people are grinding away at my anal cavity)He decies to realize I am only pressing buttons. That's all I am doing now. So why can't I get paid to do that and just relax? Can I enjoy getting paid?

That's the thing. I can now enjoy getting paid. That's a good thing. But remember, there's more to work that joy. The main fabric of work is consistency.

If you keep it up, within weeks you'll achieve mastery. There won't be a dry eye in the house when you tell this story. It doesn't defeat anyone, it makes a simple point - everyone can't be on to. The Lord is there. Step aside.

When I got the message, that I was trying to be number one, not the Lord, I was stunned. Shocked. How could I be so cruel? How could the neighborhood, as I ride by on the bus, be so foreign when I know how to work. Why put up with other people's learning any more when I have (Yoshi) my own?

I know I have learning to do. You do, and everyone else as well. But that doesn't make sense to fight mine if you want yours. This is what I learned about people today.

The bottom line is that I care for all, and I care for me too. I'm in all, just like you and anyone else.

I don't need people trying to take my shit from me and expect to keep eating. When you start coughing up your food and seizing out, then you'll think about what's important. It's not what you're ogoing to get, but will you survive long enough to get anything else.

You don't need death and chaos to act right. You need Lord Jesus Christ. This is simple.

Mr. Alford's yard taught me this. I come to realize now he was a nice man trying to help a wayward boy. Someone who wouldn't work at a normal factory, or hold down a job. No, he was too different. It wasn't that he couldn't work. It wasn't that he was lazy. It was that he we so different a person, that only the strongest men around could relate to him. He didn't need constant attention. He didn't need supervision. He needed The Lord.

He got The Lord.

Now, for you, listener. For your diligence in listening to my meander, I'll spread a gift. The Bible Says to don't get happy for gifts. So this is a skill now. Listen:

Breath out of your nose by tipping your head slightly up. Your back must be straight. Sit in a chair.

The way I was taught, you can sit however whatever, but do it my way. What I'm telling you.

Now focus on your breath only. Any thought, take another breath. Pay attention to the breath alone. Any sound, take another breath. Any stimulus at all, take another breath.

Keep your head up. You will notice you will start to droop down. Pick your head back up.

Your head will fight. You will squirm, make peeks, follow thoughts. Come back to your breath.

What happens is, after a while your body gets in a rhythm. Then.

But I want you to get one thing before I conclude this article - how you will think about thinking now.

When you start putting your breath, you will think about little things. Then bigger. And bigger. Then FEars. That's right. Fearfulness. Where you messed up. Who can get you. What vulnerabilities you have. You will think of these things constantly at first. They will fight you! They will say, this is important, pay attention!

But take notice - without breath, you would die. Then, would those things be important? No.

So breathe only. No other focus. it's hard. But when you get good at this, you will realize how pyramids are built.

In The Name Of Lord Jesus Christ,

I make a net worth of $9 million dollars by 35."

Amen.

In all labor there is profit.