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Remembered the time I was the big winner at summer camp. There was a dock (or whatever that floaty wood square floating thing was) ...  I vaguely recall running and jumping farther than any other kid there as well. I remember rebounds and steals and the surge of competition. I remember football and soccer and ultimate Frisbee. I remember when piles of people were all over me and I fought my way out. 

There.

"They live there but it isn't their house."

"They're over there in their new house" ... 

means / equals / is the same as / coveys / translates to 

... "They are over at that place in the new house that belongs to them.

Competition as well as assistance. Competition with Failure.

I remember being asked if I was doing American ninja.

I could do American Ninja. 

I thought about praying for more willpower against sloth to get back on my fitness game. Didn't know if that was a reasonable request to pray for. I should think about that for a moment. 

... I guess, the main Idea here is that I'm strong. My flesh form has alot of compatibility for upgrades, with the exception of my slovenliness. 

My Pops said recently, something to the effect of: 

"Jah pays out big time for the prayers of the righteous." 

Got me to thinking: 

"Am I righteous?" 

I thought long and hard about it. With the d-man broadcasting lies in overtime as of late - the query gave me a little pause. 

I remember walking around turf for hours and having the best time. I remember piles and piles and piles of letters - I remember changing the culture of canvassing in my network in a very short time. I remember when I did something no one knew was possible. Me. I had help, for sure and I now know: The Lord deserves all praise. 

However,

In this case - I'll remind myself. Good job.