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Miles Davis Quintet - It Never Entered My Mind

YES!!! ANOTHER DAY THAT I AM BLESSED BEYOND MEASURE!!! 

YES!!! I TURNED MY LITTLE BROWN FACE TOWARDS THE HEAVENS , AND DECLARED THANK YOU LORD!!!
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Just because "your" betrayal , never entered My mind, that doesn't mean I'm stupid, weak, or your permanent "punching bag".

LOVE , sincere, happy LOVE,  is given freely! True LOVE lights up every Home! Spontaneous, generic, LOVE is the result "Purity".

Purity; deeds done without calculating "payback", revenge, "self-fixing", stalking, plotting, deliberately frustrating for a sick, sadistic chuckle.

 Sincere LOVE is real! Never feigh-ed,  honest, one thousand percent authentic.  Never put on like "caked make-up", false hair , and false eyelashes.
Never strained.  No one has to fear a sincere loved one,  ever abusing them, mocking them, over and over.

No, Dear Children of the Most High, GOD's Children are Never glad to see the righteous fail.

The "Good People", those Chosen, the  rightest people, don't keep up with IT. No, "good, moral" people never consider the cost of lending a "helping hand" to those clearly in need. 

The sneak, the immoral "closet dweller", the "Plotter", the jealous Hater, measures, counts but,  mostly resents.  Yes, the double minded , insecure, faithless, ungrateful imp,  shall NEVER see you, or anyone, truly Happy.

No, vacuous imps are much too empty, too shallow, to witness true, sincere, gladness or Joy in anyone.

Well, IT is their Choice. WE all have Free Will. If you can live your entire life trying to Teach, Reach, educate, and  enlighten,  trying your best to make this putrid World,  a better place, a safer place for All, especially innocent Children, ...

Keep On!

BEAMING!!!




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