And when you politely say, "You know what. We really 'could' all RISE here...maybe. Tell ya what: EYE'll teach you if you show a little respect and reciprocity," they call YOU the pompous asshole and treat YOU like shit while STILL expecting YOU to treat THEIR insecure asses like hot butter on a freshly griddled waffled instead of the stale penny cookie that they are.
IJS. WHERE DEY DO DAT AT?!
Just random thinking and FREEEEEEstyling
And the moral of the story is: NEVER test a Master...and not expect to be served "masterfully." The power of the pen runs DEEP in MY house!
Thank you Mother Poet Maya for bestowing your greatest gift to me on your ascension: A reminder of who and what EYE am and my Divine Mission. "Be PHENOMENAL, Child! Don't bow your head nor hold back your wonderful sassiness! And don't speak on or focus on the bad things. Only the good. BE PHENOMENALLY...YOU."
Indeed. It's what MASTERS of the craft do.