everytime i meet and conversate indigenous men from different territories we possess different skillets and trades
tied into our plan of evolution for close immediates first then us as whole
cause we starting to click on dem light bulbs without fantasies
although some fall prey to subjected fantasies and never recuperate
the game is deep is they who be hating on you clique in board members of businesses need for you to be pulled into the hole wid em too
that's why i don't get caughtup in they greed like that slop to they bellies
its hard enough dodging them signs full of advertisements of discounts of fast food to other companies who have no interest into your communities
and they just get up and leave if you ain't giving em what they need so they prosper and not you
now you at the layoff office cause they P&L numbers wasn't right
had to pay their inside off first then outside investors secondly....
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