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Blessed With A Curse By C.T. Riley A Miracle In Disguise) I am the instrument of destiny & fate. And through my being & becoming, destiny and fate became my instrument. I proceeded in this life cycle as an outcast amidst familiars, whom were strangers, and I a stranger unto myself. So, I began to labor afier knowledge of self, God & what this physical life entailed. Unknowingly, I walked in a dream within the confines of a system overwhelmed with manufactured minds indoctrinated with a false concept of self, equality, liberty & justice taught alongside the alphabet. I was force-fed ignorance, superstition & fear which helped cultivate & perpetuate my appetite for destruction. I gave in to the fiustration of seeking "my" way out of the maze of systemic hopelessness, hypocrisy & uncertainty. My daily diet was despair. I came to know that this was self induced, and also foisted upon me as a calculated revenge. And my being imprisoned under false pretense taught me the value of truth: I was already a prisoner prior to the tangible fact. While in prison & despair I discovered a silent secret: What I am to my enemies-- I am not. And my race, the mislabeled African-American, Negro, Colored & Black people is the most despised , feared & revered "in" the world. This reality is permeated overtly & subliminally in every aspect of societal life despite its denial by deceptagons who proclaim from the most desolate corporations (city halls, courtrooms, places of employment & prisons) that equality & justice is for all, while simultaneously engaging in the black magick of capitalism, conquest & control so prevalent within ghettos, prisons & schools. These elements helped to shape & produce the conflict of emotions I've experienced & exhibited. This conflict taught me to perceive & understand how one can be manipulated under the spell of delusion into adopting & placing value in vain & senseless notions inspiring one to espouse falsehood as truth.....while secretly being aware of the fact (cognitive dissonance). Under delusion many have suffered & died for the glory of their oppressors, whether those oppressors be power, money, selfish ambitions or otherwise (people). This is the birth rite of all those taught what to think, contrary to how to think independently & critically. But, as for myself, I was not given purpose in vain. I have risen above the expectations of the dead. I now know & love self & God more than the dead. This is why I am hated & hunted. I was blessed with a curse of learning how to beat my cross & crown of thorns. There can be no solace in hell. I've transcended hell with its agents & devices. My only revenge is to attain a power that will outlast & transcend my foe's desires. All of my former life I've searched for love & a miracle. I've come to realize that am love. I am a miracle.
