Saturday, November 2, 2019

Newer Nuances for neat nice.

Another round of old spice tight. Right on, right? I have no plays for players. Let me get started.

First of all Thank Lord Jesus Christ. I want to Thank God, but I put the Lord first because many n---- I will not name names hard, they use the Lord in vain. They try to take what they did not make. They steal. But then, some do not.

I saw a young man I've seen before. But this time, he was clean. He was fresh cut. He looked good. He looked presentabble, real. He looked like a young man you could do business with. Not me, but someone. I don't think he was out here for me, but he was looking good. Good for him.

A lady came to the church. She was healthy, and thin, She bent over, and reminded me of a wife giving her body to her husband. She was in a position like, "Here, take what you want Daddy." If she was Mommy, I would have.

But she was cool. The pastor came. He showed up and asked for her to leave. I have to close the church up now. I realize it was for the safety of the building. And also, the safety of all the ppeople who rent here. I don't know anything about the money. I just lodge here.

I am thankful to be alive. Grateful rather. I ate a pork sausage. I feel shortchanged in life. I feel like I keep doing the things I need to do, but I keep getting better results. On my routine, someone gave me $40. I appreciated that, but analyzed it to be eithe the Lord blessing me, or saying what I am doing is getting old.

Think of it, the old woman. Why would she be so old? Is it because Baker is in my family? Is it because I need to help her? Is it because she is vulnerable, and I needn't take advantage of her? She's not my wife, but I do care for her. There was another woman like her, a Brown.

This Brown was very clean. She was a virgin. She was stout, she had big tits. She was nice to look upon. But she was a virgin at 50. She didn't look 50, she was pretty, but the whole aim was to get me to come there and sleep with her.

She didn't say this, I did. I just felt it was not appropriate. I don't fornicate. This is right because, I don't want to burn for a piece of booty I could have left on earth. What about Heaven? Are there titties in Heaven? Do big breasts full of sweet milk give themselves to the men there? I hope to know.

What about Brenda's Titties? Don't you want to suck them? Yes, but only if she wants them sucked by me. I don't know how to go about it. She told me to leave her alone, so I'm not a stalker. I don't want to be attracted to someone who doesn't want me around. That would make me a creep, right? Yes it would.

But still, I love her. I don't mind saying that. I say it all the time.

Sister Ada was fussy all day. I mean the whole time. It was on schedule. So was Sister Flint. They are in the game. They don't care if the game is bad. They are in it. They don't care if people steal off the game. They are in it. They wanted to act bad, so see me suffer. Those Browns, they either know the game well and participate, or they put chips in to make it like that. I don't know whose worse - the kids playing it or the people designing different parts of it. Either way, they gotta pay. God don't like ugly.

The best way I can put it is - I love my Moma. I love my family. All the people who held me down - I love you. I wish to hold you down many more times, if it is right. I can hold you down when you are doing good respectable.

So no mics were stolen, nothing was taken, no problems nothing. I do need to take a bath. I smell like roasted roach. I think that's nasty. Plus I have a pinch of rice in the kitchen.

I meant to go get some money today but did not.  I don't think 30 dollars is the reason to travel. I am outgrowing the 30 dollar limit. There was a time that was a lot of money. Now, that is a drop of money. I need at least $350 to feel good about my pockets. I need at least 350 now. I need to make at least $350 a week.

That's not hard to do with a job. But online, you have to do some gymnastic working hard to get that out. You need to know someone, know something, or know where to get something to even quualify.

I remember getting weed with Markeesh. I was with him and some other guys, all while someone was at Brenda's house wearing her out. It makes me mad to think, that while I was innocent hearted, I was among those who had no heart left. They'd been hurt, and they had no intention of looking back. They were free of emotion about what they were doing in the back of that Chinese restaurant.  I was among them, like a fool. But I didn't know.

People might think I'm gay. I'm not. I'm far from gay, don't like dick, not counting my own. I love woman, her body, her curves. I was just so bad with them before. Growing up, I had no way with women, or girls. But they always found they're way into my lap, my shoulder, my heart. They found their way in. So fellas, don't chase women. Get your career and be a good man. She'll come if you're lucky. If you serve God, serve The Lord, do right, and keep it tight, I'm sure you'll find the right one. The Lord Can Place her near.

I think if I ever love again, I'd be miserable to her. I'd treat her good. We'd  have salad. But deep down, I'd want Brenda. I'd want the first woman to kiss me so to actually follow through. Stay the course. Love the man until death. See what the reward is for honor. For loyalty. Why do I have a headache on my right side? Because of dehydration.

I think the people are out to get me. I think the people are against me. Why are they Lord? Why does it feel so good to be rude to me? Why do people get happy for trying to make my life a percentage harder? What have I done to deserve this? I'm sure I've done something.

I may have missed the point when Sister Ada, I love Carolyn, the whole church too, gave Sister Flint the cookie. Why did she give it away to her and not me? Why did she give her the cookie and not me? Is it something I did.

Finally, Minister Brown said something to Sister Ada, and I found out Sister Ada was gone. Minister Brown also seems to dislike me. She seems to want to insult me. I am tired of this, Lord. Can it be stopped?

My goal: I make a net worth of $9 million dollars by 35.

In the NAme of The Most Holy Lord Jesus Christ I pray, Amen.

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