Of life, needs and wants

It’s crazy my readers, I am not one to give mating advice. I have not mated in ages and that definitely incurs years and years of celibacy. But it will be crazy to want to mate with someone who wouldn’t need me, who I wouldn’t need. That’s crazy. We all need one another and the notion that someone does not need me, my love and friendship breeds perfection. I hate perfection so. And believe me my readers anyone who does not need a mate does not know the particularity of what he wants. The need becomes more established with knowledge and intimacy. The mere want turns to need and that’s fine or we are not human. Just saying. A confused idiot is worse than an enemy. That said my readers, I am thinking of writing a sociopolitical essay based on my counter argument on certain conceptions from the political philosophy book I found at a free books library Justice as Fairness by John Rawls. Connotative somewhat, crazily more so with the ideas of Mary Poppins. Will let you know. Step releases next Friday. Thank you.

My readers, wherever you are in the world, I will never want to hide a book like CTTD in print versions behind some backdoor at a Bluesie jazz comedy fest. Do not make me something other than human and humane with my books. Give your support. CTTD has been a lesson in law. Justice must be achieved. Give your support and hold on to the relativity.

Raising one’s hands down existentially once is a definite degenerative disorder ( a cluster B factor). The degeneracy of raising one’s hands down existentially twice should be listed as a DSM 5 genetic and mental disorder, and the inability to raise one’s hands existentially as “imbecilic throughput schizophrenia”—ade ronke

On January 7th 2026, I was stalked, harassed and arrested by the state police. The reasons for this is, in my view, the intellectual and daring proclivities in my book, A Case in Point. There are other reasons to be stated in this book. If every indication of my life doesn’t suggest this to you my readers, it is calling it: if I wasn’t to be me. would I not be dead? But I am cognizantly alive by my own recognizance. In other words I was arrested for being who and what I am. What is to follow is false imprisonment, and a true story of great injustice and ceaseless attempts at cover up while I meet unsavory criminals along the way. If this hadn’t happened to me, I couldn’t have conceived of it. It happened to me. I must go beyond mere conceptions. PLEASE SUPPORT THIS BOOK FOR PUBLICATION

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