Born and raised in Brownsville, Brooklyn. The choices I made in the past gave me three felonies. Now 29, my thought pattern has changed drastically. I now resent the exact facade I lived by.

 

Work!!! Oh, and a lil pleasure…

Work!!! Oh, and a lil pleasure…

believers

I just don’t understand how a person can believe in a higher power. How can a person feel blessed? How can a person have a relationship with an imaginary entity? How can people attribute their success to a “god”? You are blessed for your success, but a homeless person is blessed to be alive? I hear people say “god” is good… But for who? I have never felt anything, or heard anything. I never had a relationship… Oh, I’m supposed to pray? Tuh! To me, that’s complete bullshit. I’ve read different sections of the bible and was disgusted by it. I felt that someone is robbing people of the truth. The bible doesn’t seem like it’s the truth. How can I even feel like that. If there were some “god”, how could I feel like that. Simply because there is no “god”. It really is that simple. Oh, what, you’re gonna ask me how we got here? I don’t know. That’s the only thing you can ask me to slow me down. And the only reason I’m slowing down is because that really stumps me, but a higher power never even enters my conscious thought. I don’t push it back, it never formulates. I am a very conscientious person. I do a bunch of thinking… my speech is particular, and my actions are controlled by scruples. But I never think nor feel spiritual.

Grizzly from top to Bottom (Taken with instagram)

Grizzly from top to Bottom (Taken with instagram)

Some people had me open thinking this check was real. I went everywhere in jc trying to cash it.😢 (Taken with instagram)

Some people had me open thinking this check was real. I went everywhere in jc trying to cash it.😢 (Taken with instagram)