The idea to merge the camera and phone into one, is genius. I was able to take full advantage of it as I was texting on my way to our current domain. To “coexist” you have to acknowledge there is someone besides you trying to survive in this world. When you ignore their existence because you do not like their faith, lifestyle choices or the way they express themselves, your ignorance can cost more than money.
I have used bad language a time or two through out my life. Some ghetto slang may even be spun into it depending on the situation. I cannot say they are my proudest moments in life, but I am certainly not ashamed of them. Some colorful F-Bombs are justified at their moment of birth. Life stirs up some shit, conception takes place, and before you know it you are watching your baby F-Bomb grow into a giant as it hits your target. It is at that moment, snowflakes of the ignorance turn into a blizzard, and you better take cover.
Most control their F-Bombs around certain people and situations. Make it out of your thirty’s not having found yourself wearing the bracelets of a pissed off cop you met while running your mouth, you’re probably good. Ignore someone’s existence by cutting them off in traffic, they might toss you a F-Bomb and go about their day. Have a crazy ex-husband who is not to be ignored on the road, and the bombard of F-Bombs that bounce about might sting you. Watch the bounce evolve into idiots having a pissing contest with their side arms a few times, it will change your perception. The F-Bomb wont kill you, the stray bullet might.
The poster child for true ignorance is the one who sits high up on their angry chair, filth dripping down his mouth from the afterbirth of racial slurs he creates. His ears become born again virgins, his eyes suddenly blinded by the F-Bombs you throw trying to stop his storm of shit. He rises higher fueled by that which he claims to despise. His storm sucking your despair into his lungs, it has become his crack cocaine. You cease throwing, his crack gone, his angry chair full of pride and ignorance engulfing him as he screams for more.
- The Mental Email of Wisdom (spun360.me)