How Are U?

Hello! Can you breathe or you in a tunnel, wheres this you’re steady thinking about?

Less do we know that the more naive you seem to be in the face of those that seek your presence the more Republica you become. Yes! Truth!! Is said & that’s why we can’t stand a chance to Lois In Vanula.

Top 1. Nut- in establishing confidence is to black face other peoples effort convert into wealth water where necessary cultivate where profitable but don’t sow on a barren land.

Likewise we humans not too long ago there was light everywhere kids playing around the yard, football, baseball & some caring for their loved ones. Hahahaha!

Don’t expect this next time! Open up your mind up the management see yourself somebody, not just an entity no, but staringly a “moulded friskers” not everybody will make Heaven.

Heaven is such a place that no man is qualified to be. Justice is a pledge for clearity & not purity. You could be asking yourself what does this mean?

My Uncle once told me that “events happen based on what has happened before it happens.”

Yet! I didn’t or rather I denied I did not understood him, well.

But for a moment of isolation I was poundering on this till my Mom! Said it was OK. “That should never bother you again, since you could narratively order the steps of once a crippled man on the rolling board”. M0M!!

Months past & I was really obsessed with the reasoning governing the process of cum conjuring spells of like passion. My anger rose one night up to my head I heard these wallowing voices trembling in such manner that only me could have been the lousy superrant among too many borne aion’ders this too was logical because it wasn’t really arrayed in WHITE!

God has mysterious ways of doing His wonderful works in us & through us. I must establish rather than destroy what has been since my up rising in early hours of the morning! My mouth was woak my throat soared I woke broke stroked but doubtless. Because I came about time my Aunts were sleeping so I manoringly sneak her through her nose but she couldn’t passive I cros’d & timed to the Heroin of my Dear Calm Ancestors, *Buo Inn Sheba Rabba* no murder no gilt.

I was just alone! In The Dark Room where my Father had hostaged ME for not been a good son all these time I was pretending to be a good person, my Father knew it was never intentional.