Remember the disrespect. Remember the desperation. Remember it all
Use that pain as fuel

I don't know whether it is laziness or the obsession with being innovative but there is a way we are failing to solve existing problems, answer existing questions, or engage with real disagreements, and instead spend our energy creating solutions to problems that do not exist, answers to questions nobody asked, and arguments against positions nobody holds.

Once we are overwhelmed by what we've created, we begin to create conflicts, problems, & questions to get a sense of achievement without doing any actual work. We create imaginary opponents and haters, we congratulate ourselves for winning arguments that nobody made and award ourselves medals for winning battles that never happened. 😂 😂

Maybe that's why content creators begin with, "A lot of you have been asking...", when no one asked anything; "Nobody talks about this...", when everyone has been talking about it for years; or "I know I'm going to get a lot of hate for this...", when nobody is even planning to listen.

She’s beauty, she’s grace
She walks softer than air
Like time slows just to follow
The fall of her hair

She’s a whisper of dawn
She’s a prayer in the light
She’s the hush in the chapel
When hearts feel just right

And oh, when she smiles
The world bows its head
Every shadow grows quiet
Every doubt softly fled

She’s not just the moment
She’s the start, she’s the whole
She walks like a wish
That’s been kissed by the soul

She is The Bride. 🖤 -Little notes.

Jesus died(literally) so that I could have a slice of the eternal life.

But apparently I have to subscribe (and maintain the subscription), by "getting born again" and accepting the fact that he died in order for me to make it to the pearly gates?

Something's not adding up here!

We’re told that viruses have "no cure," yet during pandemics people recover and are declared virus-free. I was bothered by that this morning and so when I searched it out, I learned that in many cases it’s actually the immune system clearing the virus, not a direct cure.

Okay, but I have more questions;

Why does it seem like many of the viruses that become global pandemics like COVID end up being the ones the immune system can eventually clear from the body, while others that spread less dramatically like HIV or herpes, can remain in the body permanently and one has to just cope and regulate till they die?

Why are the pandemic-type viruses that are abrupt and have less response time like temporary while the ones that don’t spread in the same "global way" stay permanent even after years of research?

I just don't get it.

Billy Butcher!
That's the name!
That's the FX...Ng name!!!!
Dude sure grew a pair

Welcome to DOUBLE STANDARDS 101 where actions ain't the problem but It's all about the persons involved.

I personally believe you can’t prove something doesn’t exist unless you have exhaustive knowledge of everything that exists and has ever existed. No human has that. It is a speculation which shouldn't be uttered like an absolute truth.
Saying “God doesn’t exist” is therefore a claim that you have knowledge of whatever exists and has existed before and God wasn't part of it.

You people that have hobbies.... How do you do it?
Personally, I can't spend an hour minus thinking about either a serial killer, a mass murderer or how monogamy is a social construct.

Was I born too late to the extent that you people had scrambled and partitioned all of the hobbies available?

If you touch fire, don't complain about the burns. If you date chaos, don't podcast about peace.

I ain't tagging no one, I promise.

Dude's sure the other person is gonna fail to pay.
Dear universe, if only that kind of certainty located me!

When He made me, He handed me a pen.
He spoke into existence my "writing into being."
Hence the name, "Prophetic poet"

He made them man and me, a wordsmith,
and saw that all was good.
The two became one, me and my pen.

I write when I am crying,
the pen tears through wet paper,
Leaking truths my chest can't hold.

I write when I am laughing,
the contractions of my ribs shake in ink,
Carelessly pouring out joy in scribbles.

I write when I love,
oh, I write when I love!
I bring the world kneeling before the altar of feelings,
I could sculpt a heartbeat,
and make desire visible on a page.

I would explode with intensity
if I never knew how to write about passion.
This soul of mine would scream,
refusing to remain unexpressed.

Midnight Train. 💃🎧

I don’t know why, but with this Sovereignty Bill, every time I see it being resisted from a certain angle, I’m reminded of a policy from the past that failed, now being debated again.

From the digital perspective, I see a subtle rollout of certain aspects of the Computer Misuse Act or at least some of its hidden objectives being quietly fulfilled here.

From the faith perspective, I see the RFO policy and its motives being somehow reflected or implemented somewhere here.

I can go on, but these two are what capture my attention the most. I am keenly watching.😌

The pain of wanting to quit but you remember that you don't like and know how to dig.

And to make matters worse, you don't have where to dig!

When you're dead, you actually don't know about it....
The pain is felt by others.

The same thing happens when you're stupid.

When they ask me who inspired you? I tell them pain inspired me the most🥂✌️

The game might be brutal, but it is fair.

Two days after Easter and some of us have already sinned again!!!
Damn!

He's Rose,
He's raised,
He's rised,
He's risen
He's rice
Where's the rice, for crying out loud?

He is risen as he said hallelujah

Death called… I didn’t pick up. It left a voicemail: “See you soon".

I put my soul on LinkedIn… got endorsed for “professional despair".

“In our quest to find the relationship between consciousness and reality we must necessarily pose the question why anything exists at all, instead of there simply being nothing.

Nothing can exist for you that does not have a specific effect upon you. And without having an effect upon someone else, neither can it exist for them. Turn your back towards any object you previously had in view and what happens? That’s right, the object simply disappears! Actually, the object remains in existence, but for you it becomes non-existent at that moment.

Now, that is true on the physical level of existence as well as on the spiritual plane, your consciousness being the knob of attunement.

We know that whatever we seek to comprehend reaches us physically through the five senses – sight, smell, touch, hearing and taste. And that which is perceived is that which is real – to us.”