A white man in a vehicle confronted me as I walked along the road minding my own little inferior business and walking along the road. People like that should be arrested my readers. He was telling me something as I tuned out of his confrontation and when he was finished I told him I couldn’t hear him. That was because more than the music died for the children in THE ORPHANS OF CLOVER STREET. And when the MUSIC DIED, so did the FOOL. Maybe he confused the road with WHITTEN ROAD. My advice to WHITE MEN who have grown only too dependent on the non-functioning LUNAR world NASA projected for so long is to chill it on WHITTEN ROAD and not bother reading excerpts from my books or trying to read my books. Continue to read NASA-NEW YORK TIMES BOOKS that are made into bestsellers because they deserve it more than I ever can. YEP, that’s WHITTEN ROAD
no doubt. NASA and NEW YORK TIMES are great future fortune tellers my readers. Remember when they were absolutely sure with high statistical and probability rates that TRUMP would never be president. Wait a WHITTEN SECOND my readers; who is the president of the UNITED STATES? Thus when lies and ill reality cannot be held stable as the lies they are, they crumble down into crumbs. It has to happen unless you keep reading NASA-NEW YORK TIMES BOOKS on WHITTEN ROAD. When such things start happening and you’re beginning to sense the CATASTROPHE from a LIE, don’t even bother to bother me or talk to me about it or ask me anything because at that point I will be way to inferior and too unintelligent to listen. Those BESTSELLING AUTHORS who deserve it certainly would give you answers you need. These things happen, like NASA has a version of my book PLANET 19 already because they read my
mind. These things happen. Anyways, just don’t bother little inferior me who is minding her own business walking down the road NOT-WHITTEN ROAD minding her own little inferior business and getting accosted all the same. People who do that should be arrested.