What up J!
It's me - um, you again! I'm coming to you live from 13 years in the future in the year of our Lord 2023. Yep, you made it to 39! I know I previously sent you - um, me A Letter To My 13 Year Old Self. Seems like this 13 year pattern is becoming a thing, but there are some things you should know.
I know you just left Little Rock because you had no other options. What happened to you was royally fucked up. I also know you just arrived in NYC for the third time in as many years and you're homeless... again. It sucks, I know, but trust God's plan. He saw what happened. He weighs the motives and knows the intentions of man. He will give you beauty for ashes. So fix your face. You know I - um, you don't like crying in public. So... you're starting the next chapter in your Fuck It! Let's Go To New York journey. Yeah, you'll write about that in 7 years when you launch your blog. More on that later...
Just know you're here to follow your dreams, and you WILL succeed. You're reading this right now because I know you're scared. Pissed. Tight. Mad AF. And you have every right to be. But I need to keep you focused. I also know you're hungry. Ready for the hustle and grind. Ready to prove niggas wrong. See, nothing that happened to you is a surprise to God. Nothing you did or anyone else did will keep you from God's plans for your life. God wastes nothing and uses everything. He sees the whole picture. What others mean to you as evil, God promises to use for good. Do you understand that? Listen to me...
And that wasn't me - um, you, but you get the sentiment. You're powerful, but not powerful enough to change God's plan. Everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, is supposed to happen the way it happens - the great, the good, the bad, and the ugly. It was written. Now, I'm supposed to give you some advice, but it's the same thing I told you when you were 13... "keep going, you're good".
You just got back from Turks and Caicos. Yeah, YOU! You went parasailing and jet skiing and celebrated turning 39 on a boat with your melanin glowing! You've been to Cabo and Jamaica. You'll smoke a joint in front of Bob Marley's burial place. Baby, this is Jah Love! You went to Accra, Ghana in 2019 for "The Year of Return" before the pandemic hit. Oh yeah, by the way... don't take the Covid vaccine. I don't give a fuck what *they* say. Fuck them boosters, too. Just trust me - um, you on it. Take your vitamins and black seed oil, and eat as healthy as possible. Your immune system will thank you - um, me. Us. You know what I mean.
6 months from now, you'll work for a company that will fly you to London for a month on their dime. While you're there, you'll visit Amsterdam and Paris. You'll leave London the week before William and Kate get married. Three months after you get back to the States, you'll be moving into your brand new apartment in Bed-Stuy with a view of the Manhattan skyline. Ms. Laws, do you see why I need to keep you focused?!
You can't give up now! I know you have people plotting your demise. They want to see you fail miserably. They don't want to see you doing better than them. They think your goals are unattainable and unrealistic, but they don't know what God told you - um, me. They don't know what we KNOW. That's why you can't give up. I won't let you! God won't let you!
He's given me permission to tell you these things because He knows the odds you're facing. You need motivation. Besides, I know I'm bending the space-time continuum by telling you this, but it won't affect your future. Side Note: You will go to all these Broadway shows, too! I know how much you love the theatre. The last show you've seen is "Back to the Future". Very apropos, init? Listen, God knows all of those rejection letters from sports teams and leagues shook your confidence. He knows how hard you've been trying. But let me tell you a little secret. Better yet, let me show you...
You see that?! You will be at the naming rights ceremony in Bryant Park when New Meadowlands Stadium becomes MetLife Stadium. You'll be at Super Bowl XLVIII in 2014 running stadium wide communication among the other many hats you'll wear. Nigga, you are #SuperBowlGoals and your twist out is poppin'! Bitch, don't let no one tell you your natural hair ain't it, cause it IS IT!
You're going to work and attend all these cool events, meet celebs, and even be in rooms you never thought you'd be in getting information that only UHNWI know. Don't believe me - um, you?
And that's just a few! You have NO idea the favor, miracles, and blessings God has in store for you, but trust me and trust God, you have to keep going. IT'S A MUST! Otherwise, the things I'm telling you and the pictures I'm showing you won't exist. You feel me - um, you?
Alright, this will really put a battery in your back... remember in "A Letter To My 13 Year Old Self" when I told you to go back to zoning out to Jay-Z's album, "In My Lifetime, Vol. 1". Remember I told you he's going to marry THE biggest artist in the world, and the group she's in hasn't even released their first album yet. Well, you just saw her in concert twice at MetLife Stadium, and her kid performed with her. And it was EPIC! Yeah, I know you're a bit confused cause Blue Ivy hasn't even been born yet. But listen, there are robot arms, a metallic tank, twins swinging on poles, a ballroom dance battle, and the outfits are SICK, ok! She got the whole world GAGGED! And because you get all this dope ass footage, you post it on YouTube and your blog. You know, the one I mentioned earlier that you'll start in 7 years. Then your videos get a million views combined in like a day. One video even gets a million+ views!
You know what, let me just give you a taste...
So you see kid, you're good. Just keep going. God got you - um, me! Us! I promise!!! :-)