Hearing these dirty little cursive words of the man who lived next door, afraid of her angelic voice, with his mother a great supporter of cursive thoughts. A sister who’s been acting like a child to cover up her dirty little thoughts. Their father who will come to you, boasting at your face hoping to make you feel inferior. Another sister who’s very good at searching for something to gossip about.
An aunt who kept acting like their savior. The spoiled little brats who act like they own the world, as if their bad intentions will not return back to them, as if karma doesn’t exist.
All annoying to the quieting mind of these peaceful souls. Words said to scare the child within, good thing you’re adulting, no longer fearing, but still, sometimes it affects your thinking.
Wondering how is that possible no more. Soon as that thought arises, scary as it seems, like that old scary movie, cursive, black witches of the universe. These angst so strong, down to the bone, if you’re weak will get you stump to death.
But because you are strong, there you go, jumping off the wall. Not like a thief, but a beautiful soul. When your house is being raided by negative energies, you must fly away.
If your system has been compromised using the old times, then one must learn to jump off the wall, back to the present, a whole new world filled with great love and abundance. Gratitude is the key to get away from all of them.
Letting go of the past is necessary, it protect you from them. It sets you free from your own dramas. Let the link work no more. Give them a loud clap so they will disappear right in front of you. They live not in the present but in the past, using the same old critics, not seeing the difference.
They thought their mind game will work, but they always ended up having to be the one affected by it. All those fears are for the kids, remember you’re an adult, know what you’re capable of responding such calling.
Disregard their thoughts, it’s unnecessary to you, the message is for themselves to hear and believe. What happens next to them is none of your business. In the eyes of the lord, you’re not a family to them. You belong to him.
Go on the opposite way, treat them with water not of fire, for fire against fire causes a disaster, there are innocent neighbors, they are your friends, they’re also none of their businesses. Reserve your power, conserve it to perform great. Use it wisely, and you’ll reap the highest reward. That’s when the word of the lord be magnified. That those who give back bread to the stoners will be highly blessed. Because again, you used your power to build up your dreams instead of taking revenge.
Lit a candle not to curse them but to thank the lord for all the blessings you received despite all the chaos you also received. It is called balance of life. It is called living a good life. You are an angel not a monster.
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