Funny that my faith should be set right back on track at a nightclub. Tonight was divine, in that almost not one single person tried to talk themselves out of the cover charge. Even the DJs who were performing donated money, plus the security guards who were working the door. Every guest list kid I can think of showed up with money ready. Everyone wanted to help.
Say what you want, but I love hip hop and I love the people that live by it.
Also: my boss brought Ptah Hotep tonight and I was able to read a few pages of it in between greeting and thanking people.
I learned about the value of silence, the danger of greed and the importance of heart in these crazy times. The oldest stuff is often the best. Anything true is timeless.
Like you and I. We're true, right?
Right.
So sleep timeless, my love. You will wake up and your dreams will still be right there alongside you. They never leave for a moment, not even in waking life.
Real talk.
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