It’s happening again! The coming & going, the over indulging in shenanigans orchestrated by heathens. I often find myself Surrounded by lust demons. In love with my potential & captivated by the windows of my soul. They creep in the night in search of their next fix. I go for long walks in unfamiliar territory for the thrill of it. Often times I am unarmed with no fear in my heart. I ceased fearing death a long time ago. Fearing death is like expecting the sun to never rise. Whether we like it or not it’s coming. Losing people close to you can bring that effect on a person. Even though I walk through the valley & shadows of death.. I keep a pistol on my person if my spirit feels uneasy. I come in peace, but I promise to God i’m ready to squeeze. If left with no choice.. Rather them then me. The only son seed from my family tree. The leader of the next Generation, the next lineage will all come from me. So I have to keep breathing for the time being. I have to keep dreaming. I have to keep believing. May God’s Grace keeps me safe in the land thats not safe.