My Birthday. What Purpose?
So I told myself I’d be a millionaire by 25 right. Well apparently I lied to me big time, orrr maybe I just didn’t specify what currency. Cause if we’re talking like naira or yen my bank account is LIT right now. Ok point is what does that really matter? I was forced to change perspective. Pleads the question – if I died yesterday would I rather a million dollar legacy or a million lives changed? The obvious answer – PRICELESS!
My birthday. Friendly annual reminder of my essence. My being. Soul purpose for existence in this human race against time. Reminder of life in this embodiment of flesh on Planet Earth. Could go on.. Happiness still the end goal. Internally, Eternally! Inspiration still my aspiration, but right now lost in conception. Lost. Lost. The perception and depth of deception of mankind run deep. We’re lost! Still I journey on my pursuit for meaning and logic. There’s temptation, but i retain my sanity in lack of conformity. I’m blessed to understand my potential. Blessed to understand my spirituality. Execution is upon me. I know I don’t know. On this quest for knowledge I denounced ALL that is of man. Truth hurts. A statement for the weak. With lies for protection, it takes the blind to see. We are God in image. At potential, perfect imperfections. The fruits of evil hold strong but love conquers all. Everyday is our last. What will your eulogy read? We possess the power to dictate that. Power within our choices and decisions in this matrix called life. Point is what are we here for? If I said I was here to be a messiah for humanity, why wouldn’t you say the same? Who’s the crazy one? Perception isnt reality. Tamir Rice, Donald Trump, Bill Cosby, ISIS to the Pope – Nothing new in the news. Propaganda. Propaganda. Mystery repeats itself. We still don’t know. But what I do know is I’ve been blessed to cross paths with so many beautiful souls including yours. More to come. And I can only hope to provide peace and happiness to as many as time permits. To divinity and beyond. I still plead insanity. They say people never get the flowers while they can still smell em. Were blessed to be alive, so here’s a toast to oneness, one love, one human race against time. Let’s figure this out together. May your flowers blossom! I think ~ I AM. 4.15am January 6th Chukwuemeka +GodHasDoneWell+
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