What I keep muttering in my head over and over and can’t stop thinking. this phase doesn’t have any meaning; it’s an incessant noise always going off in my head.
Me: What do I want for breakfast this morning?
My head: Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light! Fuck to the speed of light!
A Speed of Light, the Hands is a South African legend of a man that's fists move faster than the speed of light. It can run with its hands faster than normal people can move their feet. He's also has insane precision and is good with his hands on the ladies. He's incredible nay insane.
You're almost as fast as a speed of light, the hands.
church hurt is where you experience a degree of distance, pain, or judgement from your church community. Essentially, you are just unable to “find your place”. This is prevalent in the Christian community, but can be extended to other religions.
Now that I am an adult I am beginning to heal from the church hurt that was inflicted on me as a child.