“The devil is a lie,” is an expression aimed to explain a believer’s disbelief in the disagreeable, and to enunciate their expulsion of evil. But aside from sometimes seeing losses as a parallel to losers taking the lead in your life, has turning your back to the truth ever reversed reality? A lot of people are dishonest, disingenuous, and deceitful to protect their mental health. And when you think about it like that, in the sense that dishonesty is occasionally justifiably defensive, do you find liars liable for their immoderation of concern for acceptance and approval? At the end of the day, flocks of folks’ foremost fear is feeling rejected and ridiculed. How obsessed with other people’s opinions are you? If you are unaware of how to accurately answer that question, ask yourself, “am I actually unconcerned with and unbothered by people disliking, disapproving of, and disagreeing with me?” Obviously, an overabundance of objectors are offended by my objection to their offensive opinions. So much so, that they’ve tried tirelessly to trap me in turmoil and turbulence out of malice. In theory, my self-sufficiency and strength strangles sorry suckers’ egos so significantly that it saddens them, so they want to see me suffer. How common or continuous does a composition of “coincidences” have to be before you can call them a conspiracy? If nothing positive has been presented from this shit show, why would I stop applying pressure until the prize is pushed out? Show me the booty! How many “receipts” do you think the clerk will receive? Y’all are stupid as fuck… Like, ugh! Why don’t you hate yourselves more? Imagine I placed the eye roll emoji here. Anyhoo, Lucifer was a motherfuckin’ hero! If you’re a fool or if you just forgot, the ever so sinful Satan was evicted from heaven for audaciously challenging God’s autocratic authority. Lucifer didn’t like how the lord’s laws lacked leniency and leeway, so he lashed out—like a lover of liberty. Subsequently, he was shunned and sent “where the Sun don’t shine.” In my world, submitting to supreme power signifies that said submission is servile, making the servant a supporter of suppression and subjugation. So, do you discern how dictatorial demons—like the government—could demonize deliverance from despotic control by demonstrating how the devil’s disobedience disappointed God? To do things “under God,” as the Pledge of Allegiance suggests, means “do what we determine is your destiny or you’re devilish and we despise your dissent!” Honestly, doesn’t hell seem like a happier place than heaven? Everything that humans hail as pleasurable displeases God. The “Seven Deadly Sins” are a number of our most known habits and hobbies. Well, I’m celibate and concentrating on my life’s cause, so I’m currently in compliance with heaven’s code of conduct. Nonetheless, when I think about it, the Bible seems like it was authored or altered to accommodate humanity’s flawed and faulty nature. In summary, the Bible be like, “he created us, we ain’t perfect, he tried to perfect us, he wasn’t perfect, he martyred himself in frustration and hopelessness, and all we can do is try our best to fight through our fated fuck-ups while forever asking for forgiveness.” If “the devil is a lie,” but you blame him for what you believe to be bullshit, and you don’t like being blamed for your own bullshit, yet you believe that everybody is blameworthy for bullshit at times, while all believers blame bullshit on the devil, how full of shit are you? First, “the devil is a lie” for daring to deter you from divinity—preaching that you’re permanently pledged to purity. Then, once you’re deterred, “the devil made (you) do it.” Afterwards, “nobody’s perfect” and “we’re only human” and “we’re all God’s children” and “they hated Jesus, too.” I don’t know about y’all, but that sounds like bullshit to me! I’m just sayin’.
Trigger warning! I’m about to talk some shit, so skip this section if you’re skittish. Any human who thinks they can stop me from being me should stop thinking humanly—think more like God would. What would Jesus do if he was demonstrating the “definition of insanity” while failing to distract a chosen one from his path? Again, whenever you don’t know what I’m talking about, that means I’m not talking to you. Y’all feel that, right? The heavy energy weighing you down and the anxiety from the anticipation of an ominous “tower moment,” that’s me! You’ve failed, and your foolish plan was foiled when I made it further than you foresaw. Plus, haven’t completed climbing. So, “are you finished or are you done?” Oh, y’all gon’ feel me for the rest of your motherfuckin’ lives, and I put my life on it! To the spectators, I’m sorry for the solemn speaking, but these senseless, simpleminded, stupid-ass motherfuckers don’ sullied my serenity. Shout-out to all the spiritual soldiers. Really, how would you react to the real world without religion? Better yet, how many rotten and ridiculous real-life ramifications and repercussions result from religious beliefs? In my opinion, people are so afraid of reality that they would rather run to the church than to face “the devil” courageously. Whether “the devil” is disaster, devastation, disappointment, discontent, division, divorce, or simple dissatisfaction in life, if Jesus carried the cross that he was crucified on, why can’t you bear your burdens bravely? What if I told you that you’ve been defeating “the devil” all along, but you’re too busy giving God the glory to gloat over your own greatness? In practice, humility is meant to hinder haughty victors from having huge heads. But any fanatic who fancies a formidable fighter, of any fashion, can praise said fighter fiercely and to a fault. In other words, people who’re prone to praising can place passion and pride in people and places that wouldn’t even protect them. And what I’m saying is, believe in yourself like you believe in God! Be your own biggest fan! Shit, I know I’m mine. Y’all, these pathetic pieces of poop are praying for me to plummet, and poking at any possible point of weakness they perceive. I take my time with these posts because I don’t want my perspectives to pass for typical podcast prattle, and these punk-ass pansies pick on my precision. Moreover, the same monkey-ass motherfuckers who mimic me the most mock me equally. If “imitation is the sincerest form of flattery,” be someone who can never be duplicated, and imagine imitation is admiration. My whole adult life, my students have been stealing my swag and sucking at trying siphon my soul. The thing about being a leader that you can’t emulate is admirers desiring to follow you. I’ve sat at tables by myself. I’ve faced dangers alone. I’ve fought battles independently. I’ve failed repeatedly and have never given up. I’ve never needed therapy. I think for myself. I don’t need anyone else’s validation. I’m self-motivated. I’m comfortable existing solitarily. And I ain’t afraid of no motherfuckin’ devil! If you want to be me, you can’t. And it’s because you’re not smart enough. You aren’t strong enough. You ain’t authentic enough. And you’re too fuckin’ scared! Now, regardless of how you feel, remember, we both know you’re fake as fuck! Moving on, J. Cole’s “cLOUDs” concretizes Carolina’s coldest as the crown composer of conscious rap. If “The Fall Off” isn’t the best rap album that any of us have heard in the past five years, I’ll give an honest review! What, did you think I was going to slut myself out for something silly? Cole recently started a blog, not dissimilar from this one, and that tickles my “narcissism.” Guys, I’m an inspiration to the fuckin’ nations! Apparently, my words are worthy of worldwide worship, as the analytics show activity across the globe. So, if you’re reading this, no matter where you are in the world, be like me—if you wish—but don’t try to be me. Peace.