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People wonder where I come up with this stuff. Well, you asked. It was March 2020. I had lost my job at Ollie’s Bargain Hunt. I had moved back to Nashville under dire circumstances from East Tennessee, which is another story, but I hadn’t had time to get on my feet yet or make any kind of money.
The title of the song is, “Our Lives are as an Unwritten Song.”
I’m not sure what it is that makes music so memorable in our minds, but it can DEFINITELY have an effect on the outcome of our day.
Over the past several years there have been a great number of people who simply can’t understand my faith in Jesus Christ. When I inventory my entire life, I can’t ever understand why at times I simply couldn’t see the obvious. I am human in every way. I was for the most part raised up until a teenager in Iowa. I was always blessed with talents of every kind, but could never really see it as a blessing.
From moon rise till the next rising of da moon it’s all bout getting how one is built. Many were born to loose, but fight very, very hard to win. The aspects of this type of fight are vastly different than what many others would call a normal fight. Every time you feel you’ve accomplished something there’s always something or someone that’s trying to hold you down or back from sustaining the full potential in your life. The fact that we have actually achieved a goal that has allowed us to feel free and able to move forward, is the same reason why someone or something tries to hold us still. For instance, look at an individual who has been incarcerated and is coming out of incarnation after they repaid their debt to society.
If we had spent as much on public transportation as we do on cars, we would have a system that rivals anywhere in the universe.
My sister passed away on Aug. 21 last year. Her 11 year old son, Matthew*, was in DCS custody when she passed away. My mother tried to get custody, but DCS told her that they were trying to adopt him out instead of placing him back with his family. Our family is working with a lawyer and trying every avenue to get Matthew back.
Occasionally people roll down their windows to share what they’re listening to with me, especially if my radio isn’t playing.
The trees bloom in the Springtime. You can see the birds building their nest in the middle of it. The squirrels are chasing each other from bottom to top or top to bottom. The trees are starting to dress again. They’ve been bare.
I really enjoyed writing this article. Black and white, and yes, I’m writing about the skin color of people, and not trying to satisfy no one. At this point, folks may think, here we go again, about the past get over it. Others may think, another sell out, saying what folks want to hear. Or, is he a good one?