“Remnant” – it’s through Jesus Christ. My plan of the day are set as if it’s once upon daily times. Through out my commutes, I’ve encountered so many people of rizz. Suffer the little children to come unto me, is what The Prophet Manual said: I had a conversation with a young Prophetess (baby), she told me to have a seat. I had a German Shepherd Dog sniffed my feet cause it senses my inflammations. I had a young prophet(teenager) skateboard trickster pop styling, looked at me and laughed. It sounds pleasant to hear people from all different native tongues speaking.
“Remnant” – I’m telling you once more brethren and sistren, it’s the end times. Who are really, your friends? Morewhile, I’m feeling asif I’ve done too much. Sometimes, I feel as if I’ve not done enough. And at times, it’s as if I haven’t done anything at all. Guess, it’s time for a euphoria moment. On my 5 th bottle of Guinness, one more left to go. Don’t want to know the reasons being, we close our eyes while we sleep at night. If only I could have found away to turn the page and turn the clocks back and rearrange things.
“Remnant” – only the mirror reflection let me know that there’s no disguise for me. Don’t ask me your future or to give you a read. Don’t let me waste your time. Don’t let me loose my mind. U.S. A. heart seems hard to find. How can I paint a perfect picture? If I told you maybe and no, it gets you so confused. As if no one ever told you no. Do you hear me? Tell me!
“Remnant” – one thing I know is to read you by listening to your name and relationship with your family members. I’m not lavished with money in the streets. So what do I do? When the speaker battery is low, it states: “low battery, please charge.” Why does my heart feel emptiness at times? Yes! I like the technique, and I have love for all of you. Ladies and gentlemen it seems the blues have won me over lately. Love as sweet as honey, sweet as chocolate chips.
“Remnant” – I won’t deny myself chances, because negotiation stage is in effect. Keep thinking and believing I’m being hurting. I’m run into some who are still traumatized. Whenever I called on Thy Lord, he’s always there. I knew just what to say but then the words slept away. Though I’m holding the key to the universe, it only brings new found responsibilities. I can’t lose myself. I blame myself! Did it to myself, by myself but not without help( The Counselor). No sense of entitlement here. What am I, you? Whenever you’re partially famous and dearth a lot is going to say that you’re handsome but not needed. *Exousia*
