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Marvin Gaye - Just like Music (Music Feel The Soul) "So FIIINNNNNNeeeeeeeee

AWESOME! AWESOME! AWESOME!
Dear children of the Most High GOD! Of The HOLY GHOST! ...make no mistake,  You need Music.

Good Music shall,  or can erase all of your fears, evaporate all of those needless tears.

Good Music will make You Dance! The sickest, the saddest, the most cruel,  and disingenous of evildoers,  hate good music. 

(Why?) They can't relax.  Well, IT is not that they can't, the REFUSE! They have NO Faith in GOD, in any form of Truth or Righteousness. 

Don't feel too sorry for them, they have Free Will! The same energy , and breath they took to Abuse you, to Crucify You,  because they burn with self imposed Jealousy, they could have been kind, understanding. Please notice how they can be N I C E,  when they want something.

All "lame",  pretentious LIARS, 
 hate the freedom good music brings. The JOY,  that will not permit any lying,  for any reason!

Good Music will make you want to Share. Yes, get drunk off of "Good Music", you shall be sharing like you Jesus. Sharing and Truth Telling! You will gladly hold your head high.

Good music can , or shall make you forget the horrid , un-necessary pain , this Horrid, Cold, Cruel World,  demands to submerge You in.

Please observe the stubborn, cruel, cold evildoer....Cursing, SCREECHING! SCREAMING! THREATENING THOSE TOO WEAK, TOO CONFUSED,  TO RECOGNIZE THEIR ABUSE.

"Apart from Christ We are nothing."Know that! GOD truly loves You, would never lie to you.  Would never delight in crushing, destroying you, slowly, bit by bit , because s/he claims you are "too Dark", too opinionated, too educated, too Honest, too uppity.

Hold your Head up little Black girl! Anyone stuck on abusing you for your Color, anyone that REFUSES to sincerely recognize your gifts,  and talents, is no friend.

Find you some good music, chill, GOD will do the rest.

Still BEAMING!!!

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