The Unapologetic Gospel

I can do all things” is not a verse—it’s a vein. It runs hot with memory, molten with myth. A truth so old it doesn't need permission anymore.

And yet, tucked in the corner, a whisper-curse:
“...because fuck you.”

Not spite. Not ego. Just sovereignty reclaimed with teeth.

This piece is a hymn for the ones who’ve prayed, bled, broke—and now refuse to explain their power.

It’s scripture with scars. It’s gospel with grit.

The Unapologetic Gospel isn’t asking to be believed. It’s already embodied.

18"x24" 

Acrylic, aerosol, Vinyl on paper