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Posted On: October 19th 2026, 12:49 am
I almost wrote an essay😐….🫤 …again….almost! ☺️
Still want to….but in this case…words won’t matter as much as actions…yet all I have is my word..and I’ll make that enough. Isn’t that the whole point of a vow. We commit to what we say. Some get the mic and careless they whisper…I get the chance and methodically set the tone… a 🎼melody🎶 of intention and impact for my muse(s)🤔🤨🧐😏…What defines an essay..surely this is no more than a paragraph or so?!¿
Dear Langston,
Last night I had a dream..holding onto this impossible possibility..pondering if the message was from the King. To some it may have been a nightmare…. with someone else, they were..I woke happily knowing you ..mon cheri 🤎was being loved, and it wasn’t just by me. And in this day, I found out it wasn’t a dream but a premonition, possibly a prophecy..maybe even a projection based on pattern recognition..idk..but when I said unconditional with conditions…I meant that. I still do. May all who I care(d) for never go without love. In the season of Autumn, I’ve fallen… this time not out..IN….
Whatever rises, I’ll nourish and protect as I discover what blooms before our spring.
Dear Mēl : YEARNED …for years you’ve earned my attention…like a sparrow, my eyes fixed on you and when the time finally arose, I didn’t know who the I in me was. Who was I presenting as to / for you. The present is a gift..but somehow I also missed the now focusing on the past and the future. The expectation to wait for me to become a better man is a burden I refuse to place on anyone. Throughout these growing pains, Ive been patient, but time has drove me insane… clinically... how can something like love and time be so abstract yet so defined. To love is to heal ones self, ones nation, ones world. Now ..I ask myself…starting with the man in the mirror… what am I willing to do?!?….cause love aint just a feeling, it’s a verb…and as a junkie, I’m hooked. Each bell a different battle, each ending a different victory.
Anyways YOLO!! as a jack of all trades..let’s get this club going UP..on a Tuesday..today is Sunday but you get the reference 💟 ttyl.. or not 😒 P.S. this still wouldnt classify as essay so..win win..🏆
Still want to….but in this case…words won’t matter as much as actions…yet all I have is my word..and I’ll make that enough. Isn’t that the whole point of a vow. We commit to what we say. Some get the mic and careless they whisper…I get the chance and methodically set the tone… a 🎼melody🎶 of intention and impact for my muse(s)🤔🤨🧐😏…What defines an essay..surely this is no more than a paragraph or so?!¿
Dear Langston,
Last night I had a dream..holding onto this impossible possibility..pondering if the message was from the King. To some it may have been a nightmare…. with someone else, they were..I woke happily knowing you ..mon cheri 🤎was being loved, and it wasn’t just by me. And in this day, I found out it wasn’t a dream but a premonition, possibly a prophecy..maybe even a projection based on pattern recognition..idk..but when I said unconditional with conditions…I meant that. I still do. May all who I care(d) for never go without love. In the season of Autumn, I’ve fallen… this time not out..IN….
Whatever rises, I’ll nourish and protect as I discover what blooms before our spring.
Dear Mēl : YEARNED …for years you’ve earned my attention…like a sparrow, my eyes fixed on you and when the time finally arose, I didn’t know who the I in me was. Who was I presenting as to / for you. The present is a gift..but somehow I also missed the now focusing on the past and the future. The expectation to wait for me to become a better man is a burden I refuse to place on anyone. Throughout these growing pains, Ive been patient, but time has drove me insane… clinically... how can something like love and time be so abstract yet so defined. To love is to heal ones self, ones nation, ones world. Now ..I ask myself…starting with the man in the mirror… what am I willing to do?!?….cause love aint just a feeling, it’s a verb…and as a junkie, I’m hooked. Each bell a different battle, each ending a different victory.
Anyways YOLO!! as a jack of all trades..let’s get this club going UP..on a Tuesday..today is Sunday but you get the reference 💟 ttyl.. or not 😒 P.S. this still wouldnt classify as essay so..win win..🏆
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15 days agohereskenki
Queen City….yet all I see are peasants 💕 where is your element of royalty ??! Talking bout you serve God 😒.. whats on that plate?! Just hot Cheetos, Don, and lemon pepper drums..aint even got no flats 🤦🏾♂️..Thats low vibrational.
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