How worthless.

I can't imagine waking up and saying "I"m going to steal a table from a church. " But that's exactly what happened. Sunday, someone took a table that we use, and took it from the premises. Why would they do thaT? What is the point? What is the message? How dare they.

And what's with these nincompoops who think it's ok to steal from me? Is there some hidden reason you think it's ok to do this for? What is the purpose of stealing at all? You are a theif for what? Who pays you? What is the reason?

I told the Mexicans the new stereotype will come out where they steal. Everyone will know Mexicans steal. So now, as long as you're working, you'll have to look out for that one.

I was here for three years. No one stole anything. Not even the debris from out the bathroom. Nothing was taken from here. I was here alone, for three years. Now we have a Mexican church, and things are coming up missing. Why? Is that part of pride? Is that the pride of the people? How they can steal? Is this what Moma raised you up to be? A thief from God? You stole from a church, the church? You're just doing wrong. You ought to be ashamed.

I don't want you to be labeled, but this is what you're telling The Lord. Hey God, I don't care about you. You are nothing to me. Because I steal, I'll steal fom you.

But where will you go? What planet did you make? Belongs to you? What place will you hide from God? Where? You stole from Him, not man. You stole from God. You will pay.

Now, don't get mad at anyone. No one told you to steal. No one said, hey, stealing is ok. No one did. You just decided to steal.

It's freezing cold here at night. Try some little degrees. I'm sure maybe 32, 42 degrees. Not high temp. Rather cold. But not as cold as other places. Thank The Lord.

Why can't people just be good? Why steal? Why take something you didn't make? Didn't buy? What a waste of sperm. To me, you ought to have never been born. If you would steal from God, then what mercy can you ever earn? You took something from The House of The Lord, for a bad reason. For pride's sake.

The tables were set out because the people would always come and throw the food on the tables we eat at. It's like they were saying they were better than us without saying it. Leaving shit all tore up when they leave, the floor unswept, the aisles dirty. They stole bibles. Lord, they stole my phone. They took from here. And it was ok for them. They don't care about you That much Lord. Please forgive them. What a horrible blemish on your people.

I still think you ought to have remorse. But instead, I feel pride. All I feel is people saying in their hearts "No, you don't tell me Black." "no I don't care shut up. You're just mad," and all this. I don't feel "man I'm sorry about that, he doesn't speak for everybody or whatever. All I sense is resentment, contempt, jealousy, and regret.

There ought to be honor. So what you have it hard here. You better want cartells blasting and poverty and rape where  you came from? Why come to this land and steal? Who told you that was cool? Then, from a church. Why did you do that?

Was it borrowing? did you borrow the table? I hope so. I hope you just borrowed it and you'll bring it back. I'll ask about it Sunday. If no one has the answer, then I know it was stolen. And that's sad. Drugs will make you do that.

I smoked weed here for 3 years. No one ever stole from here. No one ever came here and took nothing. Until they took my phone. Then my bible. Whoever took those things, ask about them now. See where they are today. I think they regret having stolen anything.

But what is it in you that challenges God? Who have you listened to, where you will challenge your creator?

I don't want to be you.

I need to be me. For the record.

Lord.