Once God created Man. For the Days of life. Is how we would; eventually write. The stories of; our life.
Tupac; a content creator. In the rarest form of; his beautiful mind. In the state of his life. We remember every word. In his music. Of what was left behind. Of a soul attached to a Spirit. Once of the footprints; left behind. In this world. Was a life. That wrote his own storyline.
Thank you for the reminder. In the boldness of the music. That won't die. Is every race of culture throughout the world.
To remind us. In all.
Once life knocks on our doors. Regardless of where we're mentally & physically at.
Time will, give permission. For life; to just happen. Just like that.
Regardless of the date are time. To life of mortality here in earth..
Let the spirit walk amongst the earth.
Behind every Wink! Hold on my Beloved Son. It won't belong.
The truth has been exposed.
In the world; there is a weakness. That can't be denied.
Of a Sweet tooth. We just can't; wait to anxiously satisfy.
What's in our human appetite. Of this buying flesh.
In life there is Two variables; we must recognize. And daily mature and respect.
Why?
What will it cost. Of either in us. Of All. To gain the world of pleasure. To lose our souls. Over what we're Willing to pay. In losing. Our minds, our someone are something's; that were priceless & valuable. But not replaceable.
And the corruption in this is. There is the; layer of betrayals & disappointments.
That every soul will reap; what is sown. Is deeper.
Knowing Life & Freedom. Can't be recouped.
Why not?
Time is not retractable. It just moves on. Like every season.
As we look over Time. In the face of each other.
For what just took down; trust. While we're Tripping over; egos. And the small stuff.
Rooted to a pattern. Of Pride; narcissistic, sociopath & psychopathic behaviors. Included is pathological story teller's.
It's not a joke. It's what is in the soil. Buried deep. Of what happened was in humanity.
Everyday we did not understand. To wake up. And see life for what it is.
Beauty & Ashes.
Then look at how People changed; it. With are without; figuring out.
Purpose. Is what's in us. That we struggle with to find; in ourselves.
We all got something to say. Just not in the say repetitive way.
The struggle was alway's real. If only we had figured out; the struggles in ourselves.
Behind every; smile -grin. Remains this container of pain.
In these four walls of skin; is a face, a wink.
And a reason to why? I just can't let it go. Because the Pressures of life. Is a heavy burden to carry.
Not just of my own. But of those that anticipate. We're all the same. In carrying of one another's weight.
When dealing with! What just happened. I mean what Really just happened. In the blink of an eye.
One day we we're carried around! Throughout generations of Mom & Dad's, siblings and strangers.
To one day look in the mirror. To reflect on who I am.
Because We're all on a journey. Just not in a race. Of the same pace; of The Hare & The Tortoise
But Better day's; got to be ahead. Even if it's not clear. To see amongst our own human feet.
Don't ever confuse; minimizing someone else's; journey in this life. Meant you won the; real race. Without enduring the battles & test. Of life.
Wink,