On the question of the light of unconsciousness

I can only imagine and cringe on how amazing it must be to be able to bring light into this world you are never conscious of. This is strange to my reality because you are conscious of your reality. In the domains of natural reality, the dignity of speaking must also be in being. So today I am grateful that however much hate and imbecilic behavior I encounter on any type of social platform trying to engage me, I retain and gain smarts and strength. I couldn’t ask for better.

If scums knew of the optimizing graces and simple dignities their racist, hateful, thoughtless, degenerately unintellectual abuses may be cultivating, they’ll stop being scums. Who wants that? Reminds me of Lucy Letby my readers. She complains of PTSD over her arrest based on her crimes. That, as I mentioned yesterday, can’t possibly be implicitly ridiculing? If I keep asking WRAY where my hard earned in suffering monies are, he may develop PTSD and complain about it. It’s amazing, miraculous, magical “light of consciousness”.

What the f**king f**k does the light of unconsciousness look like? Damn my readers, I was doing great just being nice, confirming to refined etiquette and and all until I got to that lack of intelligence thingie… As writer’s strike, must say it that we need to ask WRAY these important questions if I am going to write and or finish these amazing science and humanity engaging books. They are so worth it. Please support the free books for life cause or help by supporting RIL in music. Thanks.