The dream…

My readers, a group of teenage boys stabbed a Transgender (male to female) 28times and to death. Yesterday when I heard the news, I was feeling under the weather and reading the story made me feel so sad I had to sit down. I like fighting the good fight for humanity, never the luxury ones. I don’t give a rats ass about women’s sports but I care a out humanity at large. I am not wasting time abs humanity fighting that fight. So I get to it. Transgenderism is and should be the conscious adopting of self-prescribed identity. There is no circus show there. Those who truly feel the need for the self-prescription can’t help themselves.

So on the good fight, I have a dram like MLK(but couldn’t foresee) that one day in the future no one will get stabbed 28times to their deaths because of who they are. These extreme ills happens to black, gays, women, the homeless, and more, so here I feel much pain, those belonging and those of others. I just hardly feel any of the pleasures. My readers, on fighting the good fight, someone is trying to cancel me on YouTube and this has made me more of an advocate here.

I can’t find my videos where they should so I have no stats. Thus, pls help fight evil by all means possible so that people who wouldn’t ordinarily have a voice, someone like me does. Let no one invalidate your presence, your participation. Subscribe. Let no evil fool you into helping the evils of the past. Subscribe. Next in my new video podcast we discuss talent versus looks(which I do not have) using the recent attempted Cancelation of Matt Rife.

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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