When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

I can feel my warrior spirit and my soul about to burst out of my body and take care of business. I feel the wrath of God inside me outside me. That now that I’ve come to full awareness of what happened to me and I can go through the normal stages of being angry and then except it and then blah blah blah blah blah. That now I know why God was so angry to begin with because what was Invisible was visible to God Way before it was visible to me And now that it’s visible to me and the more I think about it the less it changes just more of a condensed memory without the details all I need to know is that he purposely try to hurt me and purposely tried to kill me and now I know why God was so wrathful God said that they sacrificed me and I had no clue what he was talking about but now I do. Trust me I had no idea but all I know is I was sleeping. Those boys sacrificed me and the devil came to collect and I just would not die. So God I’m sorry for being in the wrong place at the wrong time but I truly believes there were people out there. I truly believe that it would help me become a better writer. That I was just beginning to open up to my imagination once again for the first time since I was a kid because I had worked on my inner child and I healed and I was just ready to come out of the closet and start using my imagination I didn’t think what they were doing was real. I don’t know why anybody would be proud of that and I fucked with my father I would love nothing more. That I have a plenty to look forward to in the future plenty.

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