May I never meet or know someone or a group who for whatever reason, I detest so much I will consistently try to destroy his, her, their lives(because of the assumption of power) for whatever sick or perverted pleasure… May I cease to exist before I become that emotional and intellectually degenerate and essentially trivial, being… In this degenerate and ethically bankrupt techno-economic hell we live in WRAY, where is my money… I cannot the only one that agrees these degenerate spaces are terroristic to say the least and must eventually dissolved… May wicked things and eventual catastrophe come to truly wicked people… Amen… Where’s my money WRAY?
I will debut longer form personal, experiential, and spiritual essays next year. I want to continue to do meaningful work. Help me conquer those who steal life, labor and liberty. Thank you.
When I realized comedy can be described as the things I say and do as well as the things I don’t say and do, I knew it was for me. I was seeing and hearing all kinds of shit that couldn’t be happening in the dreams and the nightmare we call society. I believe they call that crazy. You don’t need any proof. Someone just has to appear to have more potential at succeeding than you and you can make shit up about them. Better than that, you can plot to make them what you say they are. There’s always a ridicule am yet to encounter and the punches just keep coming. It is no miracle I survived. I am now more than qualified to tell comedically twisted true tales as a part of the jazz music festival, half time music. half time comedy. it is hilarious. In fact it is now a comedic-jazz music festival. Your receipts for music by ril and the free books for life cause mean the world to me. Help achieve justice.
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