I told impossible to go on head and kick some rocks! Ha!

I told impossible to go on head and kick some rocks! Ha!

NOTHING is too impossible for God, for Life, to handle.

Impossible?

HA!!

Go on head, impossible, and take TWO seats!

Go on head, impossible, and be gone.

You ain’t got NOTHING to say to me!

Ha.

HA!!!!

NOTHING shall stop your destiny.

Nada.

Nope.

Not gonna happen, beloveds.

So, wipe those tears.

Dry, those eyes.

Get ready, for blessing.

Get ready, for healing.

Get ready, for unconditional love.

Get ready, for rest.

Get ready, for peace.

Get ready, for joy.

In the meantime, beloveds, rejoice, live, love, laugh, hope, pray, say, stay.

Rinse.

Repeat.

I told impossible to go on head and kick some rocks! Ha!

Keep on going, beloveds. You really do got this. Yes, paragraphically, phonetically and writing rules, notwithstanding, you got this. I get such a kick outta destroying writing rules, at times, in order to make a point. Meaning, we can do what the world we want to with the words, with the words, we have been given!

Do you, beloveds.

Keep on doing, you.

Tell the critics to go on head and kick dem rocks!

Tell your fears to go on head and kick dem rocks!

Tell ALL that would be in your way to go on head and kick dem rocks.

Then, get to kicking some serious hind end and take names!

beating some world tail and laughing all the way to greatness,

Cassandra

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