Throwback of Jewish Israeli-Canadian Rapper Drake discussing his deep disdain for Black culture amongst his day-one White friends at a Kosher Deli restaurant 👀😳
I wanted you. So very badly. And then I decided I could wait. I would wait. As long as it took. Forever. Then I let you go. To see if you came back. Then one day. I was happy. I forgot you had even marked my way. I was joyous. And you stopped by. Just to. Say hello. Well... Hello
You're a man. Act broke. Delete food delivery apps. Drive a modest car. Live in a cheap apartment. Keep a simple wardrobe. Ignore their judgment. Stack cash. Invest, invest, invest. Set yourself up for life.
Before being given the gift of desperation I was living on my own time and on cloud 9 (so I thought).
When I really saw the depths of my dysfunction and destruction, I'm since now trying to live on God's time.
What's at the bottom, the bottom of the bottom, will always, always be the pivotal question for myself: there at the base, the very foundation, bedrock itself: is it more faith, or is it more God? Does it make a difference. Is there one?
What's at the bottom, the bottom of the bottom, will always, always be the pivotal question for myself: there at the base, the very foundation, bedrock itself: is it more faith, or is it more God? Does it make a difference. Is there one?