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Be A God You Are and Thanos Toxic People Back to Nothing

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So I told her


''Your mortal mind can't comprehend the God I Am!

Just read
Get wet
And reach orgasm from so much perfection I ooze.

I'm saving you the torture and impossibility of understanding me, by ignoring your rants laced with venom and ignorance. The kind God said is worse than death in no subtle terms.''

You see, why did I begin like this?

I'll tell you why in black and white

Because there are no kids again

The world has fertilized all eggs and watered all seeds to maturity.

Some people will never understand you, and they will never like you because you are a mystery their basic and kindergarten life can never higher or institution to.

They bask in ordinary and so they want you to drown with them in their ordinarily-ness.

The second they feel like you are aspiring or soaring above, they cluster around and try to bring you down for nothing.

The don't want to be alone nor left alone in their uninspiring and magic-less reality.

Like it's your fault they are the same after so many years.

It's not your fault, concern or business to try to explain yourself and your Godism to them.

Just keep crafting yourself in the image and likeness of a God you are, leave them to wallow in their poor choices and stay quiet.

Never respond to them, if you do, you have only given them what they want.

If you must respond, respond like Jesus...in Proverbs.

Leave them guessing.

Leave them to monitor and spy on you.

Then the second their toxicity starts seeping into your personal space and smells into your boundaries...

Just block them...it's that simple!

Remember, you reached the peak of your yin without their yan.

They don't matter!

Those that matter couldn't care less

Those that don't matter, care full!!!

Irony of life!

No matter the history you once had

Or the chemistry you once shared

You do not need it anymore as you remake your biology with the DNA of a God!

You are a God!

Don't exchange words with lesser men!

Fly with your class!

And like Thanos, snap your fingers and send the toxic people back to...Nothing where they came from.


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur
www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com

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