I proclaim, when fame comes, let it never over power, but allow it to provide heavy armor with the many consequences that follow and surround, May faith thrive in my crazy and corrupted heart infinitely, May I never ever erase those who saw internal, that I was to presume to be more than average, to have talent and success, Who shown to myself, my life was built on a solid gold foundation, May I always endlessly remember my creator, I will praise him no matter how many paparazzi follow me with flashing cameras but eventually may in return they see God through not my earthly fame but my eternal fame in heaven, I say this to say, with God by my side anything even fame is possible, No matter who says no.
Reality has been thrown out, it seems as if it were fiction, but as you look further into it, Reality itself is stranger than anything or any made up story, It plays a trick and makes us wonder and wander, What is happening and what isn’t happening right now? It’s just a mystery, but is it possible that to us a mysterious and unreal God would watch over this world? Roam about and see how his canvas was turned into artistry, The truth is, there is nothing fiction about that.
By the end of the week my eye’s view will be blurred & dried of any tears left to shed, Sometimes I feel as if i’m not ready to take this next jump with my cap & gown, Just let me know there will be even more magnificent occurrences to come, Cause I’m scared of the outcome and after it all I just want to take every strand of life and knit it into a work of craftsmanship. God, Lead the Way and I’ll Follow.