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As the day light fades, I wander through the woods into a New Day..Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

Sunlight filtered in through the window. It scattered from wall to wall giving warmth to the cold, dusty air. I stood in the doorway, watching as the dust mites sparkled in the light and settled on my former belongings. My bed was situated right where it always had been. Pressed up against the far wall and wrapped in warm striped blankets and sheets. My desk was beside it, still carrying my piggy bank and white lamp. My posters were all hung up and the cloth ribbons draped around the ceiling. The window still shone on the far wall where, underneath it, glowing from the refracted sunlight, sat my piano. The wood was splintered and scratched but it welcomed me like a childhood friend. I walked over to the piano pressing into the soft carpet underfoot. The bench creaked as I sat down. I swept my hands over the aged wood. It rippled with my touch. Absorbing the warmth from my fingertips. I felt the grooves of my carved name on the right side. LIZZY. I traced each letter. The world was beginning to dissolve. I lifted the cover revealing the polished ivory. I placed my hands down gingerly. The keys felt soft. My muscles relaxed and without command or thought I began playing. The sweet melody began. My head began to swim. The peaceful comfort of the song set my mind dancing. The world completely dissolved. I was no longer at the piano. I was sitting on my bed watching my mother play. Her hands flowed through the air. The world gave no resistance to her playing. It welcomed it with open arms. My mom looked over at me and with sparkling eyes told me the same story she told me every night. The notes continued melting together as she spoke.Jack MalinSupport the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

The things that matter most must never be at the mercy of the things that matter least. ~Johann Wolfgang von GoetheSupport the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

Do you believe in Miracles? Do you believe in Angels?Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

In todays episode, I want to talk to you about the error of my ways against nature and drugs.Support the show

Upon looking up to see a blanket of stars twinkling in the sky, have you ever wondered how they were formed?Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

Here are some positive words of affirmation to start your day by.Credit to Raven Ishak.Support the show

Dear Sleep, please do not abandon me..Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

In this powerful story, Mark seeks out peace in natureSupport the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

An unlikely love, an unfortunate ending.Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

Here is an exert from my upcoming audiobook. Please enjoySupport the show

4 Adam[a] made love to his wife Eve, and she became pregnant and gave birth to Cain.[b] She said, “With the help of the Lord I have brought forth[c] a man.” 2 Later she gave birth to his brother Abel.Now Abel kept flocks, and Cain worked the soil. 3 In the course of time Cain brought some of the fruits of the soil as an offering to the Lord. 4 And Abel also brought an offering—fat portions from some of the firstborn of his flock. The Lord looked with favor on Abel and his offering, 5 but on Cain and his offering he did not look with favor. So Cain was very angry, and his face was downcast.6 Then the Lord said to Cain, “Why are you angry? Why is your face downcast? 7 If you do what is right, will you not be accepted? But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you, but you must rule over it.”8 Now Cain said to his brother Abel, “Let’s go out to the field.”[d] While they were in the field, Cain attacked his brother Abel and killed him.9 Then the Lord said to Cain, “Where is your brother Abel?”“I don’t know,” he replied. “Am I my brother’s keeper?”10 The Lord said, “What have you done? Listen! Your brother’s blood cries out to me from the ground. 11 Now you are under a curse and driven from the ground, which opened its mouth to receive your brother’s blood from your hand. 12 When you work the ground, it will no longer yield its crops for you. You will be a restless wanderer on the earth.”13 Cain said to the Lord, “My punishment is more than I can bear. 14 Today you are driving me from the land, and I will be hidden from your presence; I will be a restless wanderer on the earth,and whoever finds me will kill me.”15 But the Lord said to him, “Not so[e]; anyone who kills Cain will suffer vengeance seven times over.” Then the Lord put a mark on Cain so that no one who found him would kill him. 16 So Cain went out from the Lord’s presence and lived in the land of Nod,[f] east of Eden.17 Cain made love to his wife, and she became pregnant and gave birth to Enoch. Cain was then building a city, and he named it after his son Enoch. 18 To Enoch was born Irad, and Irad was the father of Mehujael, and Mehujael was the father of Methushael, and Methushael was the father of Lamech.19 Lamech married two women, one named Adah and the other Zillah. 20 Adah gave birth to Jabal; he was the father of those who live in tents and raise livestock. 21 His brother’s name was Jubal; he was the father of all who play stringed instruments and pipes. 22 Zillah also had a son, Tubal-Cain, who forged all kinds of tools out of[g] bronze and iron. Tubal-Cain’s sister was Naamah.Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

We appreciated his help. He helped save us from drowning. We loved that he gave his life for us. He was beaten, arrested over 20 times in his lifetime. Yet we judged him for his lifestyle choices. Other civil rights leaders made it their mission his name was erased from the history books.Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

There has never been a better time to ell of Black History than now. Oftentimes, Black contributions are swept under the rug and never publicly acknowledged.It is my hope with this episode that we can honor the contributions of a man whom history tried to wash away.His name is Nathan Greene.Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

The Greenwood district in Tulsa came to be known as "Black Wall Street", one of the most commercially successful and affluent majority African-American communities in the United States.Black Wall Street was a thriving community. It had its own hospitals, schools, banks and several other black owned businesses. In a time when the entire state of Oklahoma had only two airports, six Black families owned their own planes. The average income for a Black family was well over what minimum wage is today. Dr. Simon Berry, who owned the bus system in Tulsa, recalls that in 1910 his average income was around $500 a day. Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

Today, I want to help you fall asleep while helping you understand this natural act.Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

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“This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called ‘woman,’ for she was taken out of man.”The First AdamSupport the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

After many requests, I have done a sleep audio aid for you guys. Happy snoozing!Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)

Be extra watchful of the friends who only want to benefit from you..Support the show (https://cash.app/$Shumba)