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Israel-Shannon



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Gender: Male
Status: Married
Age: 29
Sign: Sagittarius

City: CHAPEL HILL
State: North Carolina
Country: US
Signup Date: 4/20/2006
Wednesday, June 04, 2008 

Category: Life
Looking around at the sights and hearing the sounds of a day that seems the one left only hours ago. Wondering how newly this life in me truly flows. Problems coming in and still I'm truly froze. they call it patience, but I have trouble practicing maintenace. Hours linger and still fly by as I am the tear in these eye thatsoldifies yet you never see me cry. Heard them say that global warming is taking all hope for environmentalists away, so we are melting and becoming closer to fading away. Hoping for lottery tickets and heaving these lipids at the marital bed. Heavy breathing in prayers conceiving the literal fragrance of a peculiar dread. Look what we have been fed. Life comes to try our reflexes and to hold our embraces so this is written that life we might embrace. Talked to one called luvthatwood and told her to love that wood still because Christ Jesus instructs us truly so. We scramble for newly risen dough to feed our families on wages of ignorant hope. orking for employment is a paradox and we wonder how we can make so much money and still be neglected speed bumps, better floorplans, societal relevance and sidewalks. Right now the line balks. Seems in my neighborhood the crime talks. New substations and bike patrolling cops to keep who safe because we have been on that corner for two years before and I saw a man getting beat up on his front porch in his doorway and no siren rang out. Kids moving their muscles o bang out because they see their parents struggling to live and they declare that they shall not like their parents phase out. Seems like the game would be played out tha they play between districts and citizens. Are we still subliminallly facing freedoms menially and remedially that swear that coloreds and people of color are only two thirds of a man. Chattel we declare sullenly we will not be again. So we stagger, stumble and create swagger even in the darkest of caves and become life mavens. Seeking a place of rest, solace and true haven. Yet the officials canll us testament to terroristic behavior citing exclusive cause for raising the threat level. Our eyes and our hearts are beveled in our tears that stained until we tattooed our code on our sweat level. No more misbelieving mumbling to take our familial revel. Yet we face turmoils and they spend billions of smiles on foreign soils in search of foreign oils and still we work more hours, back breaking labor that they won't do themselves and we are he crafters of shelves but appretice is all thatwe hear of ourselves and how can we as a people be confined to these stereotypes of a nation's national wealth as we are swallowed by the depth of the very wells thatwe dug and we are the diggers of wells. The ground beneath us swells for hmesteading takes the oil wells locked in the land and in certain truth that is exactly how the Planning Department began and we wonder who the planning benefits. Oh no students are moving in, now the grunts are on the sidewalks working to getthose sidewalks of new concrete put in. How many must die for our rights to be right to defend.? We shall live on but to what end? Mommas putting a few carrots and a few green beans in a portable cooktop stove because the economic pinch has a death toll of a hold because servancy is more modern butslavery is still in. We feign to grin again and again because in the next momentafte the grin comes the pressure of pushing through this labor again. Fathers bothered by the children's swallows but they swallow to learn that there are some things that this life can neverrewind again. Like mommas and daddies divorcing and not knowing what to do with the kids. So just left are we to find our own way in this life where schoolhouses are the selling blocks where displayed are our black and silver locks and were we are labeled breeders and studs. While soldiers break Geneva Conventions and fire illegalize SCUDS and civilian potentials whop they say could turn into thugs. Yea, I hold a grudge because stimulus checks has many of us further in debt because of a promise that can never be kept because the American dollar still hollers and the Euro, Yen and daric never has slept. Like this world is just about gaining. Why is China in Africa? Because of debts higher than the alleghanis. Cry, the Beloved Country and the cries were swept up in to the rivers of delegating. So in this life we rach for the things that are so engaging. Commitments fail to be engaging. Househlds turned into slaveolds because econies crossed the strongholds and now the gross national product sleeps with me until I return to rises in cortisol. Praying for sol. Praying or sol until I am preying for soul.Lord. Lord help me to go on. blessings to you all.
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