“USE YOUR TIME WISELY”

Is the way that you spend your time daily enough to satisfy time? Will time be proud of you? Will time use you as an example for others to waste not? Time, the one constant in a world full of constant change. Time, my friend and foe, a witness at my birth, and appropriately a witness at my death. Time, a witness who has seen and heard it all will be in court come judgement day. Are you ready for when your time comes to be judged, ARE YOU SATISFYING TIME?

DAME

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“SILENTLY LOUD”

As we journey through life there are unseen silent partners that pray for us, although we cannot see or hear them, they are there in our times of need.

Webster’s dictionary:

Silent partner- an individual whose involvements in a partnership is limited to providing capital.

My definition:

Silent partner- an individual that prays to the Lord concerning the welfare of others; protection for someone or something; without someone’s knowledge, unbeknownst.

Lord I ask you to humble this world for we are getting ahead of ourselves, we may have your likeness of body, but we are dissimilar concerning the love that is in your heart. I pray for us all, for many think of themselves in a greater light than yours, even with the understanding that our light will soon turn into darkness, and your light will continue to shine bright. Lord I know that there are many who have faith in the world and its wicked ideologies, for they are not accustomed to living righteously. Lord I ask you with love and concern in my heart, that you save us all, before our darkness is upon us.

Amen!

“You Lord, are my lamp; the Lord turns my darkness into light.”

2 Thessalonians 1:11-12

DAME

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“ALL OF ME”

I have been faithful in every relationship that I have ever been in, and honestly, there haven’t been many. I have always felt that if I choose to invite someone into my life and that person accepts my invitation, I feel that I have a responsibility to give that person all of me, and not fragments of what I could possibly become. For I cannot give all of myself, if I spread myself to thin.

DAME

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“CLASS IS NOW IN SESSION”

HEADLINE: “RONALD REAGAN DECLARES WAR ON DRUGS”

On October 14, 1982, President Ronald Reagan declared illicit drugs to be a threat to U.S. national security. The war on drugs was a term used to refer to a government led initiative that was aimed to stop illegal drug use, distribution and trade by increasing sentences for drug dealers and users.

Now I am going to tell you what really happened in my era. The white man devised and constructed a plan to eradicate the black man and his family, it is that simple! The white man intentionally oversaturated the black community with a highly addictive form of cocaine called crack. I can remember it as if it were yesterday, the once loud and thriving parks of my neighborhood became a barren wasteland of lost souls. It seemed as if we had to become young adults overnight, for you either sold their drugs, used their drugs, or abstained from their drugs completely, decisions that a fourteen year old should never have to make. The white man knew what a drug of this magnitude would do in a controlled black environment that was of his making, for he plans carefully, and his thoughts are wicked……Some blacks will sell our crack cocaine, and we will conjure up new mandatory drug sentencing laws for them. Many will become addicted to our crack cocaine, some will die, and some will never recover. The black woman, who plays a major role in our agenda to eradicate the black male will be our main objective, for she reproduces. We will make sure to oversaturate her body with our crack cocaine so that her unborn black children will be born mentally challenged, for they will be unable to process simple thinking after exiting the womb. The black man will not be a future threat! Let us not forget about the young black man that escaped our grasp of addiction, many have no fathers, for they are either dead, incarcerated, or incapable of taking care of their own, so they will have to fend for themselves to survive. Remember those new mandatory drug sentencing laws that we conjured up for their fathers? It is for them as well, “HI DAD!” The white man put more cocaine up his nose than anyone in America and he received very little, or no prison time at all, and he made damn sure that his drug of choice cocaine was not added to the list of The War on Drugs. He even went as far as to stop calling it crack cocaine, and just started calling it crack, even more separation from his drug of choice.

Overview: The white man intentionally inserted drugs into black communities across the nation, he then conjured up some bullshit called The War on Drugs, when in actuality, it was The War on Blacks!

CLASS DISMISSED!

DAME

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“THE BEAUTY WITHIN”

I have come to truly appreciate the internal beauty that is within others, rather than the external beauty that is intentionally shown outwardly on a daily basis. Although I do have an appreciation for external beauty, there are other facets of beauty that interest me as well, for there is a hidden treasure buried beneath all that exterior beauty. Beauty of the heart is the most attractive and alluring part of a person to me, but the heart is fragile, if you are blessed to have someone’s heart, “HANDLE WITH CARE!”

“For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

Luke 12:34

DAME

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“MY TEARS”

I wait until it rains so my tears can fall freely amongst the tears that fall for the wicked. My tears, camouflaged by the falling pain that are for those who choose to be in the world. I hide my tears from those who may want to view them as a weakness, for I am a Black man. As others run for shelter from the falling pain, I stand alone outside awaiting its arrival, for my pain is rising as the day continues to whip me.

My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

Psalms 42:3

DAME

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