Honestly, if you ask those who know me to an extent, they will tell you that I give absolutely less than a care, when someone speaks negative of me to anybody. Know that one of the greatest instruments I possess is my soul, and I will never sell it to entertain nobody. The uniqueness given unto me, is where the critics stem their admiration from, cause they can't let themselves be amazing as they want to be. So when they see me they see someone who does, therefore it wouldn't be proper etiquette for them to not hate on me. Whenever I speak or write it comes off as one having authority to represent those classified as a minority to those in majority. Understand that the more time they spend hating on me and watching my page, is less time they spend loving themselves and their family, thus showing I'm a significant element that is worthy in their life, of being top priority. So why wouldn't I embrace their hate with love and enjoy their verbal complimentary appreciation, especially considering the fact that I know, all hate stems from jealous admiration?
I believe I can do things before I do them, and I propel myself by my assurance in knowing I deserve what I desire. Therefore do I set out to acquire and achieve in abundance what I desire, before my breath has to retire. At the end of the day, I have an obligation to be myself, cause if I'm not good at loving me, I cannot love my neighbor who sometimes desire to be my critics, as myself. So since I don't water myself down to give energy into adding power to generate the thoughts of others into more negativity, they deem me as being cocky or arrogant, because I don't fan back their flames with fuel, but rather with the extinguisher of positivity. To hate you must release passion which only produces strife, and I'm not doing that in words toward a man, but rather under the sheets between the legs of my wife. Whether a person shows me no respect, is not going to alter my mind and heart, from showing them kindness and generosity. I firmly with all my soul believe, that nobody on this earth is great enough for me to hold toward them such animosity.
I'm like a UFO, I'm rarely seen when I'm on scene, admired by people but yet know that some desire to bring me down just to be on their low earthly level, cause where I'm from for them, seem so far. But when I disappear out of their sight, they conspire to capture me in hopes of experimenting on me, to figure out ways they could make me waste the person I am, to be who they are. My pride and joy comes from doing things that add quality and beauty to the lives of others, that historically can be founded without them having to have blind faith in hopes of a fairy coming to life out of a myth. Though I stay to myself, I'm never ever lonely at anytime, because I appreciate and respect the person that I am with. I get pleasure in being who I am, not in trying to be better than someone else, so now you know that about me, run tell it to someone else. Shalom
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