DSP OFF-TOPIC Thread

I got a message from a friend today too on my way to the restroom.
He was unhappy about my aunts words being too preachy and too long.
And he wanted me to agre with him.
He was not too happy that i didnt laugh with him and his buddy.
All i said was the truth.
I looked at his friend that was co giggling at my aunt and i looked at him and i said... you mean YOUR aunt?
Then he starts giving me shit.
I dont break stride but as i pass into the bathroom i said one word.
Dick.

So he follows me into the bathroom.
Being tough guy. Saying he wasnt singling her out, everyone was a bad speaker.
He lists his brothers who had droned on about their greatness.
I stop him and say i dont care.
Say what you want about the dudes.
Just dont talk shit with your friends about the bitches in the family because thats what a bitch does.

He went into his tough guy act and said lets take it outside.
I said we in yhe restroom.
Why go cause a scene.
Lets go bitch.
He hemmed and hawed and pretended to raise his fist and spun around saying if only it wasnt his dads wake.
I pressed him and called him a bitch a couple .ore times.
He backpeddled into the toilet stall.
So i started mocking him and went hard.
Told him he always been a bitch since we were kids.
Then i said something about his wife being right about him being a bitch.
I dont know how that happened.
It was a low blow in the heat of the moment.
My aunt is more like my mom while my mom is more like my lilte sister. Always has been since i was a pup.
Thats why i slipped and went dirty bringing his wife into it for a quick jab on my way out.
But he didnt follow me out lol.
And i waited outside the building for 5 minutes.
Plus he asked to take it outside.
Them fighting words.
And he and his brothers always talk shit about my aunt. Just not in front of me.
But i caught his dumb ass.

Later we crossed pass as i was walking with my aunt.
He gave me a look.
I preceded to call him my bitch repeatedly.
Same with the people lol holding him back lol.
My old 7th grade teacher.
I had fun calling him a bitch.
Told him he thr biggest bitch.
Dude is 6 foot 4 and big and always jumps on the side of the other big fuckers and helps to hild me down. Because i would let him out of respect. He was my teacher for 3 years.
But he protected the strong and villified the weak for years because it helped him become the head elder.

Now the church is split.
So is my family.
Ragnarok
Day 1
First mini boss down.
So far so good.
I got 99 bitches to go.
If i had some friends with me i would have chopped down some more of these giant trees.
As it was they all acted stiff around me.
I stayed and helped put away tables and tents.
He and his brother left so they wouldnt cross my path again.
He knew i would call him my bitch for asking for a fight then running when i smiled wide and called him a bitch for talking like a tough guy mafioso gangster lol
These guys watch too many movies.
Yall know its predictive programming right?

There was a shitload of people.
My Tio Beto would have been proud.
That im finally doing the duty he asked me to do.
Taking care of his sons for him.
And making sure they treat his daughters, sisters and, nieces the way they want their mom and their daughters treated.
And im not close to done.
Because apart from his bad boys he also left me many more duties.
And some gifts.
Most importantly his big Harley boots.
Half a size too big for me.
I just almost was able to fill his boots.
But im still growing.
Im the run of the family.
Thats just cuz they damaged my ankles my back my neck and my hips.
I could never beat them before.
They always ganged up on me.
Kicked my ass and kicked me out of church.
Got my ass kicked everytime i stepped foot after i was banished for not putting up with their evil cult shit.
They all got money now.
Been living soft.
And are above fighting.
But they dont know it yet.
They still think they tough.
But they dont trust in the quality of their own wood.
Thats what happens when your mouth and attitude and gym lol muscles have kept you bullying cowards for 20 years.
You no longer know who you are.
Yoi dont trust your instincts.
Because you lost them.
And the spirit doesnt stay with you forever.
If you sell it for a life of luxury and you then try to go and reach for it you will find nothing.
And you can never find it again.
God help you.
Bevause you know the old saying.
The higher up they are.
The longer they fall from grace.
And i only fight big game.
In the houses of the holy.
Doing my lords work.

 

Yoi should shop at the womens shoe clearance isle at tj maxx.
They got rows of extra large sizes expensive mens shoes there for 25 30 bucks.
I got a pair of size 12 LeBrons in laker gold years before he came to the team for cheap. Always got my uncle shoes there. He was also 13.
I could maybe go up to 12.5. I have in a pinch but i feel like a clown.
I fine to sound like a clown but not look like one.

The nonsense was not bad at all from my pov.
Ive been working in for months.
Just that it was the wrong guy who got it first.
He wasnt even in my radar.
His offenses were the least.
He was never evil to my mom.
My horns were for his older brother.
The slick orator with two tongues.
But he stayed way away from me.
He can hear the footsteps coming.
He sees me on campus often.
I been helping out at the english side of the church.
I been coming around the family a lot more.
He knows his dads not around to protect him by reminding me about family first.
Family first only means family image first.
For some people.
So im breaking some images.
And i got my two nephews in the loop seeing things in real time.
And most importantly i got my mom on my side.
Over her family.
That has treated her like a slave because of her circumstances.

In the old world mentality the poorer sides of the family are valued on par with indentured servants to the more prestigious sides of the family who feels a righteousness from being of good christian or catholic stock wholly in good standing with the local don/priest/pastor.
They view sevitude as the natural cause of sin aka bad choices.
So if you are poor its you or your parents bad choices.
So its socially acceptable for you to enslave your own family
I worked with a chinese family who had another chinese family of 3 living in a hidden closet in the warehouse.
In an industrial sector under the 605.
They ate my lunch if i left it in the fridge overnight.
Their closet/room opened up to our break room. One morning i saw footprints in front of the wall but going halfway into the wall.
It was a false wall they could slide after we clocked out.
They cleaned the office and kept the wahouse neat.

Backb to scandal.
Nephew came to spend the night and debrief.
Wait that sounds bad lol
Anyhow he says my older cousin was so angry thay he got in his truck amd left. Saying it was because if he saw me again during the night he would kill me.

Now this a dude who was gonna get deported but i took his place behind the wheel after a dui checkpoint had him pull to the side.
I told him to switch seats and i took the cops on a chase down the streets of la puente and the little neighborhood of valinda where i hid in some random garage that was left open.
I know its petty of me to go back to oh i did this for him i did that.
But it feels like shit for people that you risk your neck over to constantly try to intimidate or gaslight you because it fuels their personal power.
And slaves serve at the whims of personal power.

So pray for me guys.
This cousin of mine has a full arsenal of legal weapons. Big gun safes kind of guy.
So maybe i need a new bb gun.

 

Sometimes people pray.
They just dont know it at the time.
Sometimes people answer prayers.
That somebody else prayed.

I loved the read man.
I can relate in my own way.
I kicked the bottle too.
Well the bong.
Physically kicked it and broke it.
There was a demon in it.
A demon trappping me inside of it.
But maybe the demon was just holding me back for the appropriate time.

My dreams been different the past few weeks for me too.
Because i was kinda like christina aguilera in that bottle.
You gotta rub me the right way.
But then the rub comes off the glass like greased light...
Ill stop there before i break into song.

You a lucky man to have such a beautiful baby you get to protect. I seen pictures and shes a beaut.
One of the finest girls i ever knew was from that funky little island as your ex.
The sands are shifting over there and in all the islands in the greater pacific.
Ragnarok is a worldwide event.

I should take tour advice.
The high road is the best road.
But then i see your example.
Its telling me the low road is fun.
And it gets the job done.
Its too late now.
Im public enemy 1.
Even my closest cousin is torn.
But not his son.
And not his sisters son either.
They know the difference berween the truth and the lie.
I told you i was raising stocks.
Big beefy brahma bulls.
One dark and one light.
One a clannish highlander and the other a humble hood from the hood.
Tomorrow we gonna see if they pay dividends.
If their horns come in.

Yesterday was the wake.
Its thirty minutes to midnight.
In 8 and a half hours is the visitation of the body.
And at high noon he will be thrown into the abyss.
For now.

We believe in soul sleep.
The soul and the body are one.
And both are reborn when your soul gets woke.

 

In babylon even some of the elect think el diablo and ha satan are the same thing.
Ha satan knows all the right words to say to manupulate you into thinking hes so cool you believe every word he says and sign on the dotted line.
The devil i know doesnt work like that.
He gave me a good example to follow.
To kick the bottle and to stand up and fight.

 

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