Loving Donald Trump (Take Two)

How to learn to love Donald Trump, y’all — for realz! Take two.

Before we dig into this shit. I gotta say something to you. Yes, you! The one who knows so frigging much about everything that you think this don’t apply to you—thinking “I don’t care what this fool says. I’m gonna hold onto my hate (or pity, or whatever negativity you gripping like your life depended).” It never occurs that your negativity (you only do it a little, right?) might be generating the very thing you are hating on.

You need to love Trump, ‘cause you made Trump. That was your dark magick. You laughed at the idea of Trump, with your attention on whatever trivial shit you thought was more important than electing a suitable alternative. You jinxed yourself ‘cause you ain’t have the wherewithal to imagine what you wanted instead of a Trump. Your arrogant ass figured you’d never get a Trump and your apathy turned into his red carpet. So, you conjured him.

Right now, you’re thinking this is bullshit! Magic isn’t real! It just isn’t! How’s that thinking working out? “But, we’re gonna elect Joe Biden and then Trump will be gone.” No, bitch, it don’t work like that. You’re hate is gonna out conjure your flimsy hope, just like it always does. You have to dispel this demon your damn self. You summoned it. You gotta send it off.

Here’s what you gonna do.

• Stop calling Trump evil. Trump is just a human you’ve made a lightening rod for your negative thoughts.

• Recognize we’re all of the same Unified Field. What you send out is coming back at you. Period.

• Petition whatever you believe in, even if it’s your own ego, for a heart capable of boundless, unconditional love.

• Start on a loving vision of the world where everything is an extension of you (from a speck of dust to the Universe itself).

• Include Trump in that.

Let me know when you’re done.