My "Dear Mama" Thoughts

 



I watched it, and these are my thoughts, but you might not like them. It reminded me of the late-night pharmaceutical commercials telling me how bad a particular drug is for me but telling me with a beautiful smile, a field of pretty flowers, and good music. The documentary was put together well, and the artwork was amazing. It was well-written and directed nicely.

However, I hate to see generations make the same mistakes repeatedly. The message was relevant, and he didn't lie about the problems. However, any potentially viable solutions were mistaken because of the package in which it was paraded. We cannot continue to mix unrighteousness with truth; that is how the enemy operates.


Because of his packaging, the message was twisted in the minds of the youth. God could not use this demonstration to move the youth in an honorable direction because of how the message for redemption was presented. All the people whose prefrontal cortex was not developed at that time saw or heard the negativity in the wrapping, so what came out of his mouth was muddled, creating a very negative hopelessness. He was confused by the message taught to him by the Panther era, yet he lived the life of a child with a drug-induced familial comprehension. His prefrontal cortex synthesized this experience, then the perplexity and befuddling that he created this packaging and mingled it with natural and excellent oratory skills.

Each generation makes the same or bigger mistakes than the last. And that is why our children run in the street in mobs ripping up the community and attacking people. I was saddened and disheartened by the story and the misapplied opportunity, as well as the youth who are influenced by his dogma and the youth they influenced successively. Just enjoy the music and the poetry, but please spit out the unprincipled persuasion of the tumultuous era.  When God and morals are deleted from life, then life problems become ssssoooo very EXTRA! 

Will It Go Round in Circles...I got a story ain't got no morals, I let the bad guy win every once in a while.....~ Billy Preston.

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