I'm back in philly, and I'm determined to have a life.
I am just about this sick with trying to fit my life into a God Mold.
I'd much rather have God transform my life into His Will.
Heard?
It's the difference between submitting an application, and being scouted.
The first way isn't impossible, but I feel like I'm trying too hard, and I'm not even sure what's going down.
All I know are the convictions that I have.
1. God is real.
2. God has set me aside for him.
3. That sanctification (the setting aside of a thing) is to involve the eye he has given me.
4. Re-read 1-3.

That's it...Such a cycle of things I know having to depend on things I don't know, and faith, and doubt and...
I'm re-reading the Bible y'all. It took me ALL SUMMER to get thorough Leviticus, and it's not like I'm any kind of expert at all. Just trying to understand the relevance. I'm sick of making pointless allegiances. Of overextending my self. Of making 'connects'.
Thank God I'm back, and thank God I'm resolved.


::Listenening to Sev Statik off of Dj Maj's new mixtizzle. That song is on my OWN mixtape which I made whle on the farm, and now it feels different listening to it here in Phil-dot::

Hooyaw. Blls to Pay.

YOU CAN CATCH ME DOWN TOWN ON A RED SHINY SHINY WITH STREAMERS
SWERVIN IN AND OUTTA TRAFFIC RINGIN MY BELL, AND PUSHING AN OLD LADY
IN MY CARGO BASKET. THAT'S RIGHT SCREAM ADDICTS....DADD'YS GOT A BRAND NEW BIKE.
OLD. BRAND NEW OLD BIKE. IT'S NEW TO PHILLY....YAW.

do me a favor....on three...everybody...do a little, well then again, why don't you just go ahead and...
SCREAM!!!!