and what is important to me. to my life? the iea that we are all connected. we are all together, we are all one. looking to become one. I had a talk today with a friend of mine that has recently surfaced as a great friend and not someone i know...told me that we are the united states of America...i have heard this my entire life, and though we come from way different back grounds i wonder about how we think so alike. he told me that we are done being white America and black America and Mexican America, etc. we are the united states of America.
i know this sounds like a presidental speech, and it is, but to hear him say it reminded me that we are all one people under G-d. ONE PEOPLE. we are not separated by beliefs, unless we use those beliefs to separate us. we are not held together from a belief in a G-d or the idea that America is the best country in the world, but we are united because we are all people of this planet.
i know this sounds like a presidental speech, and it is, but to hear him say it reminded me that we are all one people under G-d. ONE PEOPLE. we are not separated by beliefs, unless we use those beliefs to separate us. we are not held together from a belief in a G-d or the idea that America is the best country in the world, but we are united because we are all people of this planet.
I am not an Mexican American. I am a MUTHA FUCKIN AMERICAN. with all the rights and privileges there of. I am born America, I live America, i work America, i act America. I AM AMERICA. hands down palms up. my blood, sweat, tears are red white and blue. i am not a solider, but i am a warrior for this country.
with that being said this is where i start my life. my path and my forged through the back streets we call survival. through the corridors of happiness and despair to the street names of pain and pleasure ending up at my density. We all take different roads as people, we go different places, but in the end we all end up in he same spot. we all end up in the ground, it is the path that takes us there, that is the stuff that dreams are made up. our ups and downs, or trials and tribulations and our successes and failures. that is what keeps us from them, the living from the dead. you could be dead to the world but still walk around, and you could be dead, but live on in the stories that are passed down from generation to generation about your life. it is all in how you want to do it.
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