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Roar and Stop bleating



See eh...this life is very easy las las!

We are the ones complicating it for ourselves.

Until you stop getting high on peoples level of expectation.

You will always be leashed to their drama.

Free your self from their dose of scam and scum.

Else you will always be stained with their bullshit.

No matter how it is packaged, shit is shit..las las it must smell.

Don't excuse injustice for religion.

These so-called brothers and sisters don't give a fuck about you.

They just want you to ride on their avalanche of bullshit.

The second you jump off the wagon of their brand of control...well out of their reach, you are a highwayman/woman.

Don't mistake piss for juice, because it's from a holy dick.

If you keep feeding off their poison, you won't grow old...you will grow cold.

To be woven in their web of all-knowing righteousness is their goal.

Once you deliver yourself by seeking enlightenment from knowledge and understanding.

You are a pirate.

The hypocrisy and judgmental attitude are so thick you can slice it with a knife.

Don't give in to their demands caked and sweetened with bible verses.

If they are not Jesus, don't accept their judgment.

Defend yourself with understanding and purpose.

Don't be a sheep vulnerable to the wolf lurking and hiding under the wool.

Grow up and be the Lion.

It's time to roar and stop bleating

If you can't roar inside church then don't go.

But if you must go then go with pride.

Be like Jesus.

He fought and kicked usurpers out of the church.

It's your father's house too..don't allow choir mistress and brother John to act like the first born.

We are all equal...Nobody holy pass.

They won't call, text or even visit when you miss church or rehearsals.

But buy a car, or build a house and see them hovering.

That's even taking it too far.

Just dress well and show yourself on social media,

Or speak your mind concerning a touchy subject and air your unbiased view outside the predictability of your usual responses.

You will see them echoing and chorusing the pretense worry and concern, immediately.

Post your need and desires,

And no one will help with funds.

Broadcast your challenges, depression, and frustration, and suddenly everyone knows one or two nuggets.

Let them catch you with a man, it is finished.

Get caught in controversy and you are finished.

Let it be known that you smoke or drink, their judgemental mode is automatically activated.

Don't listen to them!

If you investigate well, you will discover they do worse.

Yours is one or two men as your desires allow you to indulge...

Theirs is group orgies!

Yours is alcohol, theirs, are hard drugs, tramadol, and skushi.

Your own is with single adults...

Their own is with married adults or even underage children.

Yet the second you decide to break out from the chorus of lies...suddenly "we are all brothers and sisters in the lord"

If we are, why don't you stop and give me a ride when you close?

If indeed we are, why don't you call me when there's a business opportunity or job in your office?

Christianity is the biggest joke

Yet no one is laughing.

Religion is the sin!

Follow Christ

He is the only way, truth, and life

Go to church and hear the word and grow in faith

Pay your tithes, offerings, first fruits, and special seeds...more importanter sef!

Then live and don't stop living for anyone whose last name isn't Christ.

Everything else, every other thing outside these isn't textbook module!

Evey other duty is not manual but automatic!

You adjust on the go!

Don't allow sister Jane to manipulate you with fake smiles and blind caution!

Caution her back with a genuine frown.

Grow up and be the Lion you were made to be.

It's time to roar and stop bleating!

Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur
www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com

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