Matter

I don’t think God would go to college he is to major to settle in minor places. By no means under no heavenly decree would he elect to crash and burn under 10000 degrees. Hell does not recruit with pitchforks and tightrope does not congregate in mobs at your front steps. It sits in your classroom tells you to turn to unrepresentative textbooks passes out invites its kickbacks and always makes shows to forget the back of the bus. College when you find yourself parked in one you learn more from the burning in your throat than the education taught in limbo. It is a matter of time that we realized that time did not heal all who matter. Time did not have our backs. Time did not keep history from turning us into stars shooting fireworks like it were the dream where you could only be red or white or I can’t breathe blue. This is the type of learning that’ll light a fire in you.