Hey, fear.
Hate to break this breaking news, to you.
I’m afraid, fear that I no longer fear you.
Nope.
Nada.
Nary a wit, do I.
About you.
It’s time, fear, that YOU fear ME!
You, see, fear, God has helped me, to see you, for what you are:
An imagined, foe.
A finite, thing.
A wisp, in the wind, of change.
A possible friend, keeping me, from harm.
A possible foe, keeping me, from pursuing my dreams.
An imaginary monster, tucked into the closet of unknown.
God says:
Fear not.
Therefore:
I shall not:
Fear.
Run.
Hide.
Stress.
Fret.
Ah, fear, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, for you. For, I am YOUR bad news, today!
I can.
I have.
I will.
Go away now, fear.
I have thangs to do, I fear.
doing them thangs without fear,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Tell fear to shut up, beloveds. We got thangs to do, remember? Seize this day. You CAN. You already have.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
- IT ME!
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 