JOYthruBOIL.

2008.3.2.m.
JOYthruBOIL.
O.2008.3.3.m.5ahj.L4.ml.
L.2008.3.3.m.5ahj.L4.ml.
How can joy even be perfected? Is is really genuine even in the mist of pain and all? How can I have joy while the world is so rotten? But I hurt while even in Revolution Hawaii, I think. But my character is being worked on, as seen in the letter by James, back in the day (but not in the hood). And I guess there are a lot of untold stories that are not being told or understood. But never mind that. But you cannot be the one boiling yourself. You got get your smile on. You got to be glad and rad and dad over the sad and the mad and the bad bad bad bad. You know? It is an ugly world out there. But cheer up because it is only going to get worse. And life is like a box of chocolate. And you never know what you are going to get. But you got to love it life. And you got to love what you get. Oh no. Maybe you can't love what you get. Maybe the world is just too ugly for that. And the people stay out in the streets and they curse and it gets worse. And does it make a difference. And some of them know the Bible. But it gets worse. And most of the homeless do choose to be homeless. But it gets worse. But there aint nothing better than a face of joy in the mix of the boils of all that. And I can say that. And easier said than done. And I do spend time out there. And I plan to go out there today. And I don't want to but I know that it is better than anything else in this world. And better me than royalty. But then again, I am royalty. But that is another story.