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Say "NO" to CULTISM


You decided to join a cult group to belong, fight back attacks and be a hard guy and they told you that you're now a man. They made you believe that smoking, drinking, raping and having many sexual partners makes you the happening guy.

Now, you believe that looting, bullying and robbery is all fun. You believe dressing shabby, sagging trousers, hanging big chains, showing packs and throwing flames makes you attractive to the female folks.

My brother, you pay dues week in, week out, and finally decided to drop out of school to fully hit the streets. You fight alongside your so call "brothers" against other cult groups to gain dominance over territories you can't expressly and legally claim.

......My guy, what will you make out of life at 60years of age? Is it about marrying another street and vision-less girl who got pregnant for you after squat ting with you in a one room apartment for months? Haven't you realized that you're helping widen the viscous cycle of poverty and ignorance?

.......My guy, what will you tell those children that are busy running around with dirty pants when they grow? After all your frustrated years of being a hard guy with no societal relevant skill to earn a decent living, you'd just settle for some humiliating work at your old and pathetic age so as to be able to meet ends need.

........Have you forgotten that, that money which is now enough for you to go flexing even with your "brothers of doom" and that whore won't be enough for you, your so called wife of whom you've not paid any bride price for and those unfortunate children of yours? What will your conscience be telling you when you can't afford to offer those children good education and nutrition?

.......Will you also have the guts to tell your children how hard and bad you were when you were of their age as an advice to those that will choose to trail your path?

.......To cut the whole sh*t up, WHAT IF YOU NEVER MAKE IT THAT FAR? Who knows? You may just waste away in one of those cult wars. Or die as a porn in the hands of some guiltless and blood tasty politicians.

.......I believed I don't have to hurt people, drink, smoke and be a f**k boy to make street fame. I love being me-principled and disciplined. That's my legacy.

.......A big boy is a guy whose back-pocket is heavy with paid-off sweat.

.......A man is one who is able to stand up to responsibilities.

.......What's your mission and purpose in life as a cultist? Haven't you learn enough? Those you rob, bully, defraud and victimize are guys like you who achieved what you couldn't.

......At the end of the day, you'll either die or fade off for others to breath fresh air because you seem to be a thorn in their flesh.

.......MY BROTHER/SISTER, CULTISM DOES NOT PAY.

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