Daniel Osbie/ Prodigal Son of Soul

Pornography Autobiography

2009-11-12T16:03:00.000-08:00

Hey how is everybody. I'm sure the title has already sparked your interest. This is a poem that God has given me to share. I thought about recording it but it may be a little to real/graphic for "Church Folk". I was reluctant to share this with anyone due to it's personal and revealing nature. However God allowed the scripture to hit my mind Revelation 12:11 "And they overcame him because of the blood of the Lamb and because of the word of their testimony, and they did not love their life even when faced with death.I think this scripture is appropriate for a poem like this because while admitting my past struggles and daily fights may be encouraging to one, to someone else it may mean the death of my character. Some may judge and I may loose facebook friends. When you are honest about your past and sometimes even your present, people have a habit of judging but at the end of the day we answer to God and not man and for that I'm truly grateful. Those who have been tagged in this I have no clue if they have had past struggles with this as well. However I do know that they appreciate honesty and will not judge me. And let me go ahead and answer your questions now before you ask them. Do I still engage in the activities mentioned in the poem? By God's grace and Power I do not. Is it still a struggle to abstain form these activities? Almost every day it sure is. But where I am weak he is strong. Hope you enjoy.

You have heard in one of my pieces that I am open about being a virgin
So it is only right that I be just as open about struggles with lustful splurging

I have bagged enough lustful groceries to fill a few shopping carts
Because the Bible says “If you look on a woman to lust you have committed adultery in your heart”

There are times a fine woman will walk by and I will take more than a second look
Didn’t like porn the first time I saw but the second time I was hooked

Lust demons knocking down the door of my soul like a thief
Sexual thoughts running and jumping in my mind like an Indian chief

Getting excited and ignited watching her do her thang
Removing the man in the movie so I can imagine the woman screaming my name

Trying to make myself believe its alright because after all I’m still a man
All the while this lust demon won’t leave me alone so I must take matters into my own hands

And just in case you wanna play perfect and act like your mind didn’t reach the last statement’s destination
Then allow me to spell it out and be real, your boy was struggling with masturbation

And it always cracks me up when people refer to it as “self love”
Because if we truly loved ourselves we would seek the satisfying touch of the Lord above.

But instead I would hop in the car and head to the nearest strip club
I was disrespecting my sisters and myself just to get a quick rub

Watching her pop and roll admiring the view from the back
I knew I was in trouble because my Grip on God was getting slack

I was to busy gripping her hips and watching her lick her lips
I was declining spiritually but I didn’t care because she was taking me on one hell of a fantasy trip

She had my nose so wide open it became the main entrance for the devil
But God stepped in and showed me my sin on so many levels

He showed me that I was sinning with my mind, Instead of thinking of booty shaking I should have been thinking on how I could let my light shine

He showed me I was sinning with my time, the time I spent watching strippers and porn I could have used that time to tell that stripper or someone else about a soul saving friend of mine

He showed me I was sinning with my money, the twenty dollars spent on table dances could have been used to feed the hungry

And he showed me that I was sinning with my hands, the hands I had on the strippers body could have been used to help my fellow man.

And of course he showed me I was sinning with my eyes, I was watching porn and strippers never realizing this was Satan in disguise

But day by day I put this behind me, day by day it is a test I must pass

But to all my brothers and even my sisters, I warn you, NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF A NAKED A…

Pornography like drugs is an addiction that can screw up your life
And if you are not careful you can loose it all. Job, kids, husband or wife

If you are shocked or disrespected by the realness of this, please accept my apology

This is just a testimony of my redemption, In hopes that you the reader or listener may benefit from my pornography autobiography

My Name is Daniel Osbie and I am a recovering porn/stripper addict.

Slave Mentality

2009-10-02T12:58:00.000-07:00

Slave Mentality: Whom Shall I Fear?

Elder Daniel Osbie

I was at work the other day when one of the African American managers asked one of the 18 year old African American employees to take out thee garbage. The problem with that was that it was after closing time and there is a strict policy on the job concerning going outside to the dumpster after dark. Rightfully so, the 18 year old told the manager that he was not going outside to the dumpster especially considering some of the recent crime that has taken place in the area. It is safe to say that there was slight tension but it all blew over. The following week the same 18-year-old employee was scheduled to get off at a certain time but one of the Caucasian managers wanted him to stay an additional two hours. Frustrated, the young man came to me and voiced that he did not want to stay. I replied that I understood so he just needed to let the manager know. His reply shocked me, concerned me, and I must admit angered me slightly. His reply was “I don’t want to, I’m scared.” Now being in management myself I could have easily went to the manager myself and let her know that he did not want to but I felt that would have not been in the best interest for this 18year old African American male who is about to start a new adult life in society. I told him that as an adult and an employee, it was his responsibility to speak up for himself and tell the manager himself. As the night carried on the situation grew. When the manager would come the young man’s direction, he would literally drop his head and walk away in the other direction. Infuriated by the fact that this young man is on the verge of setting African Americans back forty plus years I pulled him to the side. I asked him had he ever heard the term “Slave Mentality” and he replied no. I explained that when the African American, Male manager asked him to do something, he did not hesitate to voice his frustration and was bold enough to tell the manager that he would not do it. However when the Caucasian, female manager asked him to do something, he voice to me his fear, hung his head down, and walked away. At that moment, he turned his back on me and walked away refusing to hear anything else I had to say. This is really something to ponder, after Harriet Tubman, Frederick Douglass, Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, and even Barack Obama, there are still African Americans who fear Caucasians. Now it must be made clear to the audience reading this that I am not racist. I love all of God’s people regardless of color. However I am aware that I live in a society where although not always in the open, I am still judged not by the content of my character but the color of my skin. However, Psalms 139:14 reminds me that “I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” I have rights and privileges given to me by God and if need be regardless of who tries t take those rights and privileges away from me, I must stand up for those rights. Authority should be respected regardless of color, but Authority must give respect regardless of color. Moreover, if I am comfortable enough to stand up to those who are just like me, I should also be just bold and comfortable enough to stand up to those who may be different because of race, social or financial status. Psalms 27:1 says, “The Lord is my light and my salvation, Whom Shall I Fear?” A West African symbol that I hold very dear is the “Gye Nyami” symbol, which means “Except for God.” It recognizes the supremacy of God, there are none great Except for God, there are none righteous except for God, and there are none that should be feared Except For God. It is past time that we realize that we as African Americans as well as all other people are created in the image of God and we are entitled to walk within the boldness righteousness, and BOLDNESS of God. Moreover, if God, in His entire splendor, gives you the right to “Come Boldly to the Throne of Grace,” then we truly should have no problem going before any man with boldness and confidence.

Soul Gathering Open Mic

2009-09-28T16:56:00.000-07:00

God Is doing his thang!!!! Yours Truly is Hosting "The Soul Gathering" an evening of poetry and soul music, every 1st and 3rd Mondays Starting October 19th at the Gathering Grounds Coffee Shop 1994 Hosea Williams Drive Atl GA 30317. Poets, singers, musicians, There is open mic as well as featured artists. Hit me up for more Details