Yes the law was handwritten in black but it was hand delivered in silk white gloves. A huge portion was not for me. So I had to take it. The fine print amended my farsightedness. Surprisingly, every man is free. My nature rose high to the heavens. As God and I gazed down towards green pastures and yes sir, he agreed with it. Eventhough he agreed, I still would have to prove it. What God has for me is for me. But even God's yoke aint easy and my blood's law, it tends to take on a many forms and it changes like the weather. I guess it depends on who's reading it. Interpretation will uphold my blood's law or is it vice versa?