What’s understood doesn’t have to stand trial under the gavel of fools, any one of them jacked up to the Matrix is the Judge, the Jury and the Plaintiff too, in a pool full of sharks can you stay cool, hmmm… your symbolic answer says a lot about you, your brain is a box full of tools, if you don’t know which to use go to School, if you’re broke may I interest you The University of YouTube, the advertisements pays for your tuition, for Google’s sake! go get some Free education, all you have to pay is attention, ad’s playing, now you’re drifting, hey you!-yes you with the Ai in your hand, what’s intelligence in the presence of imagination, if you don’t know the difference go back a few sentence, discernment is paid for separately, mistakes are part of the learning process, the keepers locked the gate to success, use this key to progress: repentance, forgive yourself often, always pardon you before you ask others for forgiveness, for you knew not today what was meant to, I beseech thy, to thine own self be true, that’s closest you’ll ever get to your Truth and nothing but your Truth, so help you GOD. Selah
A: Poetry By: Randy P.
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I’m Pharaoh Pip, I'm a syndicated blogger for Witish. I’ve been writing pretty much all of my life, everywhere that I've gone, all that I’ve seen, things that I’ve heard, all goes in to my writing process. I’m constantly writing and jotting down ideas & concepts in my head, a lot of that data is stored for long periods of time before they ever turn into rhythmic words in a sentence. Therefore the process of writing is always therapeutic for me; to get those things off of my chest into existence is like sharing my WiFi connection with you, that’s why my writings are somewhat all over the place subject matter wise. I don’t consider myself the quote end quote this type of writer, that only writes this type of way, I just like to write from the heart. What ever God puts on my Spirit the heaviest, I write about. Selah