“What Have I Done With Your Vessel, God?”

“What Have I Done With Your Vessel, God?”- some questions comes with an answer, via without explanation. We are humanity, Thy Lord Jesus Christ is within each living things. Goal for everyone is the same destination. That’s all just my opinion and perspectives on life(Alpha/Beginning) and death.(Omega/End) Frosted(High) off purple runts but who cares but the sick brain. Grinding up 6 strains, straight to thy brain. Thoughts of words within a reckage via the mind, only manifested by repackaged train of thoughts. It’s always best to follow your first intention than be disappointed. Sometimes, life is like staying clear of closing doors. We’re all systemized to do or act a certain way. Where are you? What part of the puzzle does you, as a piece fits? The letters, numbers and every signs does have meanings. It’s up to each person to decide or to understand where or what’s, their stats. I’ve shared my stories, I’ve told of tales so I’m not here to tell or make your decisions. Lost in tattoos to seal wounds from so-called families and friends. Not too sure, how to live a life as a careless human. I’m in The Big Apple, riding on the 4 train to Woodland smoking like I’m in Woodstock. Who feels it, knows it. One thing is for sure, I’m holding still. What if I had no strength? What if I had no stress? It must be the weed and the music, reasons I am the way I am. I’m holding mine own space. Some help you because they like to talk. I’m not going to see you with things then ask you to please, lend me. I can’t say that I’ll be stinking rich as fertilizer. But my life is a tidal without flying or taking taxis. I’m still waiting on a car because it’s getting difficult to walk. Without money, no one really cares about you. I don’t want to be rich, so you can be into me..? Long life is all I wish for my so-called friends, families, associates and so-called enemies. I’ve never been to a marijuana rally, want to mark it off my education list. I’m feeling the vibrations of some from Primary Of Mally’s. Some are looking for better deals and specials on the daily. We all powerful in ways close to the Almighty. Holy Lord, certain reasoning leads me to believe that Jesus Christ was a Giant(Gigantism). Wondering why, I’m so short. My enlightenment is that all humanity including insects, creatures plus etc. where huge now small, and vise -versa. Thy Lord, is a mind reader and a shape shifter. Can you image the damage done to the mind? Laughing from top of my voice. This is not Air Force One material documents. Though, this might be top secret. Became addicted to marijuana instead of taking some’s lives. Lord it’s a lot I’ve been through, not because it’s invisible. Plus my own country, is trying to mad me. As if I wouldn’t bleed, if you are stabbing me..? Toxic Ephraim backwards is E.T. *Exousia*