If I had a house on a hill, a couple-a lakes in the valley and an endless array of bills would it matter? Don't know. Seems like the Israelis & Palestinains would still be fighting, races still be race hating, politicians still race baiting and every man,woman & child still faced with the question of why we all still dying. Would it make a difference? Jesus said don't worry about tomorrow, but is seems like tommorow is always weighing ni**ers down- First it was emancipation, then integration, now it's the daily ******** of failed assimilation. Some days I feel as if I don't wannna work no mo' I feel as if I'm being robbed of time between the rising and setting of the sun for sure. but time for what? I realize that in this circle within a circle off in the middle of seemingly nowhere my place is miniscule, compounded by ignorance and its present rule in whose shadow a wise man is still a fool, and a man rich in possesions is but possesion's tool- this **** ain't cool. Really- the only thing I ought to be concerned about is how to love every being I encounter, but I'm constantly dogged by thoughts of which one uh these ni**rs is gonna beat me with that same number. Judas certailny took it to Jesus and even he on the cross wondered. I still ponder- If I say the devil is to blame yet accept that I gots decisions I ought to have made then who's playing whose game? The word says I gotta be born again, but my current experiences in life got me wondering why I should believe in life again- maybe its the hope factor, or the dope factor, or the fact that I ain't factored in the fact that the comforter is come. But if some are made vessels of honor and some vessels unto dishonor which path should I take while I navigate life's daily blunders? I asked myself these things while sitting in a house upon a hill I never set foot in & looking into a valley of lakes I may never swim in. Selah.