Out from the Mud

 

Out from the mud, and it's a brand new day, new life and we must set the path for freedom.
Our bones are strong but not our minds we must build our minds in the constant read for us and our mind tree.
We find and become god in the walk, Keep taking their weigh, they become light too and soon have nothing to give you
Their intent becomes knowledge for me I thank and feel sorry for them the irony of how profound persistent ignorance becomes.i ache for and tire at the same time tresses I have to deal with, it's the last time, I'm sure I won't see them tomorrow, precipice is that plenty apologies you are the only gavel we see please...a nakedness that should inure me transcends me. Exhaust all on me loves I have the slush pipe

Every god sees beyond the dessert and must drag his people along dangling bronze snakes and gold calf and stone tablet hard to swallow.
We must evolve Africa have got to unite a bette life for our kids and soon.
I found personality to be grade's of delusions Walk it off . Every thing gets paid in blood, my blood,I walk
Walking ages the mind, walk for Long and attain a calm undeterred 
Do we employ the old Singapore chit system to aid  Nigerian Credit Facilities, we are quite broke
It's not like there are no working hands but we must keep a semblance of sanity in a life on the lend.
We sign off and Edozie told me of a Robinhood app that allows someone send money to anyone at any point something like Mavrodi's MMM but without any string or cause, you request were given and could give as low or as high as you want, just another way to show tdbsg the world functioned socially and Yes Garvey I know you called it first

But one need to ask do we recollect our common stem, our humanity used to be our trading barter but it seems we don't want the other to live, the collective stifling and feeling of inadequacy makes the dog eat dog, wolf eat verdancy, and Verdancy is in everything we aren't versed in, and we aren't versed in many so say Tabula rasa, so says time, I want to listen to more music than I have time to skim through thighs in search of a wife, a vagina is a plunge and I must check for them, nah I'm just messing around with you,.We are hungry sine que non.  What do. We do.?

God please help me lay down this foundation of freedom. My ancestors hinder my sleep, they scream at the top of their voices, be the rink be the rink be the rinkaaaa...

I've heard.   Arragghhh. Arragghhh it's okay, I'll try 
Your diss... discipline is unmatched. Thank you.

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