I was made for this..caught up in interests as of the conflict of interest..
relationships is as of standards, as we comply to coexist, we contribute to belong...
sorry we got caught..the fear of once hate is gone, pain is rediscovered..to forgive we forget…
everyday trying not to get back at it..prisoners of senses as words to thoughts..
Freedom from responsibility is the idol of some, mammon is the the idol of many..
Fighting for freedom, is a set up to slavery..you can't control a gemini..
without freedom there is no value..through the valley of the shadow of death, no easy walk to freedom..
how can one fight for freedom that we have? freedom from man?
How can we be so naïve and so wrong? No jail compares to that of immorality..
as we walk by the same rules, we become of the same mind..
tied to the rules of laws, slaves never honours..the rules of man on man…
in time? on time? to time? It’s vital to be found of the timeline…
Anger limits, regulations limits, expectations limits..too much of something is poisonous...
as asking the question that we don't want the answer for..
out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks..
A powerful servant, a terrible master..a servant doesn't know what his master is doing..
the apprentice become the master..the mindset though merely forgets, 'JUST' be free..
the happiness of a slave is a comfort to the slave owner..
Attitude is important as ability..attitude ain't natural…
the consequences for every action comes naturally..
situations and circumstances are of consequences..consequences are intended..
kids always pay for adult mistakes..they grow up so fast…
too busy hiding from, but mistakes don't define us...
at times it’s important to say what you need to say face to face..
looking over long term gains while taking short term pains...
not as free, not as good as the idealized image of
self-opinionated…
Gift of talent for survival..for not all things are for measure…
prisoners of accumulation, the situation room..behind closed doors, behind bars..
dedication to practice as precision to perfection..as
try routine, excuse of grind for the grand..we are always tied to situations...
generic conversation already a known band…
people change but culture lead..as the thinking capacity of creativity…
we are slaves of own destiny..as a baller on a budget…
how could you 'just' even look at the mirror? for there's strength in vulnerability…
whenever a doubt, anxiety, my heart is troubled..believe in
the promise, free the heart…
as a lie as a slave..truth will set free, happiness is free...
The ‘will’ will always prevail.
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