I was born on a “Wednesday”- but not yesterday’s, “Wednesday.” Some claims cousin while they party and play together. Tricksters, if tricks are rolled up in sleeves. Broken ribs, wants more than 1 Charlie’s but only worth something in another man’s arm. Scumbag attitude that never refuses sex from a man or woman. These conspiracies won’t stop as long as my wife and stepdad keep chases at me. Start calling me a mice because I’ve given up most of my old ways. The vessel of Jesus Christ stays when I’m dirt but the soul produces proof of prophecies.
“Wednesday” -it’s as sitting still on a bench in a park while watching pigeons walking close by you. Even without inspiration, I’m inspired to write so my messages will reach the right types of some. This is my life, but games been playing without me playing apart. Seize, caput! Come to an end. It’s a dead end road, once I leave it all to my father within the 3 rd heaven’s-” Jesus Christ!” Now, I’ll have to take a pause to preserve my phone battery.
I’ve shared embarrassing moments, personal moments, my views and perspectives. It’s not only my heart scraped up, also Charlie Mickey Price. Thought geological locations would make changes but I was wrong, yet still I’ve came across a lot of psychopaths. “Wednesday” – maybe there’ll be words of my next destination but it will be the beginning footsteps of my next path. It will be so much pleasure speaking with you’ll, whether near or far- once I’m stabled and humbled as a tamed wild horse. So much I want to talk about but only little I can say. Even through the deep depression phases, Christ still shineth his light on me to remind me that – “I have seen the light!” -*Exousia*
Once a man is spiritual, believe it’s the more pain he feels; Many visions washed away plus plenty of dreams spoiled because of the violations of my civil rights. But after all there’s claims attached stating facts it’s not an obligation but respectfully, request! “Wednesday” – I was born on a ” Wednesday” – but it wasn’t last week’s, last month’s, nor was it last year’s! Live life has pleased but don’t drag everyone down with you( crab inna barrel). Please and thank you, ‘stop the witchcrafts.‘ They’ve hijacked my mind and brain but I’m still in charge of this vessel until my Father’s return. *Exousia*
