Hi guys, I want to talk about who I am (again) where I've been and where this communication module model is taking our community. So I will just let you let me... Segway on into my Essay body here... So... "Ahem", Today is my brothers birthday, he's in his mid-twenties. I remember christmas, when Mom was in the hospital with him... I stayed up with Dad watching Small Soldiers.. It was a good movie. Then I remember being head down in the toilet bowl puking. I have not ever been so miserable on such a wonderful holiday. I was five. A few days later, he was born... And I thought, Wow. I was in awe of how lil bro could make a complicated pregnancy and overcome obstacles trialing a baby to be born. It was a different time. I remember being in church next door and Mom was freaking out. I remember going into the house and putting my head down in my pillow and sobbing because I couldn't take the misery of knowing a family member(s) were (was) in despair. It brought much sadness to me. I remember being consoled by my Aunt Margaret.
Ruel is a good Man, I don't have much to complain about with him... He's a team player, and he don't start fights, implicitly, which... Is good, because... The world is round, and fighting will only make the world more miserable.
Freakin.. Speaking, though... Of being sick... The last time I was sick... Was about ten years ago... I was in prism... It was miserable. I remember thinking... Only being able to think... Of how miserable I was... Because I was in Prison... Compounded by (of) the fact that... That shit is miserable. It can get a lot worse. I don't know how I got so sick. And I'm not the only one who realizes this phenomenon on such a rational level. It's misery! In fact... This is just between you and I... You know... On a personal level... One day, I actually wanted to take an antipsychotic to play video game... AS I DIGRESS... As I digress, freakin... *digressing* So I-uh-yea, freakin hate being sick. It's misery. I have not awareness of covid-19 contraction... I freakin, you know. JUST HATE BEING SICK. It's misery. 10 years, I ain't been sick 10 years, can you imagine how I feel to be this blessed? Was my incarceration a sign/turning point (consumate) to/of the fact... That I have (had) learned? I feel pretty good. And it was just over, boom, one and done. I busted it out, got back to incarceration pro-actively and got the hell out of there. There, that's it. That simple, you have to program your mind. I'm sitting here, 270 lbs... doped up on drugs, but the fact is I never would of learned the lesson I learned on such an intrinsnic level if I had not checked into the prison (hospital)... It's not something you have to work hard to learn when you're in the hospital (prison)... Anyway... It is a blessing. Welcome to the real world..
So, freakin... Yea... If you don't got nothing else to do, go to church... I have stuff to do. I'm keeping cool.. This little 1 bedroom, is my little crash pad... Freakin, Candyrein, she's a real treat man... I keep my blinds shut, like all the time man, my house is dark... I got these smart lights, I got my tele... It's like a wrestling mat here in this house, only except for, it's a house, but it's also a mess lol. I love my house... It's like a castle stone fort against vectors lol... I even have some stones outside to play with and lift to accrue some gains... Freakin... I'm not leveraging my house, I'm just telling you that if you line up across from me defensively I'm going to put my shoulder down and give you something to look at, lil bitch ass nigga, I ain't got no pounds up in the crib, no guns, so stop fronting nigga, I been here nigga, we been here, you can tell yourself that you're here, but I live here. And unless I get some bonus magic treats that come from the sky magically, I'm keep eating my daily bread, saying grace and getting proper sleep. I ain't done nothing to you ya lil scrub, just because you look at me and get triggered don't mean I'm trying to put my hands on yo' shit, skrube. As I digress... Yo, I'm gonna put this out here and I'm a leave it. Freakin, hatin... never ends, hate on hater, I'm gonna live my life and get some sleep.
