Have you ever been told you’re not doing enough for God?

someone hit me with that last night,
and let me font you,
that shit didn’t sit right with me.

WTF does God want me to do?

i go to church,
pray,
and give gratitude for the big and small things.
i could understand if i was out here being evil and karma was out to get me.
believe or not,
i choose kindness over being a feral bitch 98% of the time.
am i supposed to sign some celestial contract in blood?
the wild part is if that was the case,
i’d be living like a king.
it’s moments like this where the whole “God thing” feels…

dark.
pitch black.
devoid of light.
that is what this season feels like for me.
hell,
it seems that way for many of us.
i have read your messages to me.
i’ve heard your cries.
hell,
i’ve cried with you.

This season feels like we are in the dark.

…while it seems like others are basking in the light.
the worst part is that you’re asking yourself…

i guess he wants to experience a little more until then?
those eyes have seen some thangs apparently.
i have heard a lot of things about atlanta.
the christian folks say it’s a modern-day sodom and gomorrah down there.
shiiiiiiiid,
isn’t that the whole world at this point?
i’ve heard that the sex life in atl is on another level.
the level of smut that you can find yourself in…

meek mill posted this on his twitter…

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a whole fuckin’ lot,
that’s what!
you already know.
he still remains one of the favorites inside the foxhole.
he always seem to drip chocolate everywhere…

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i caught up with a sista friend yesterday.
when we talk,
it is always a deep conversation about life.
my favorite!
the topic was black people.
we got onto the subject of skin color.
she said that if beyonce was as dark as her,
she would not have nearly the amount of success that she has.
“i kinda agree”.
she also pondered why these sistas in the industry always dye their hair blonde?
i often wondered myself because many of them looking stunning with darker hair.
before we hung up,
she said i should thank my parents i am able to “pass“.
“life is not to kind to dark berries,” she said.
that part left me confused…

… but i got it.
i wanted to say it hasn’t got me a job,
but whatever.
i started to wonder if the lighter the skin,
the more open the magic door of acceptance?
would life,
according to her,
be amazing if you “pass“?…

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new york is a mess.
buses and trains are a mess.
lower manhattan is still a mess.
amare stoudamire felt it like everyone else.
he had no electricity for a while,
and his jeep is currently, “under the sea“…

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