It’s difficult to imagine how poor someone has to be to steal and keep stealing essential petty stuff from a poor unattractive homeless woman. It really is crazy. It makes me think about ilhow much I am worth in intellectual and spiritual terms. It is crazy to think but the thought can hardly be avoided. So who is this evil menacing piece of shit terrorizing this innocent black woman at rock bottom? Who is this person they cannot talk about evident on Yourube, this person doing harm, torturing an innocent person that they cannot talk about? Some psychopath on a racist mission, a proclamation of supremacy? A sociopath blaming extremely unprivileged others for his shit ass shortcomings? Whoever could that be–the police, the KKK, the FBI? Is it some deeply depraved imbecillic Christian hateful group…? You have to be evil to the core inconveniencing this unattractive, unintelligent innocent black woman instead of making things more comfortable for her.
You cannot really think about it until you experience it my readers–there’s something about revisiting trauma that resembles simulation(that is being may chose to perceive it as brain wave simulation) that becomes you as a calm person, a way, overcoming it, eventually calming. But if anything happens to me, if I I am found dead (therefore no possibility of a Christian God existing… not kidding as the conception of good should die with me…also not kidding), Wray is ultimately responsible. because he’s ultimately responsible for giving back everything stolen so the evil ends rather than being sustained by evil people like Hitler’s Germany was. This evil person degenerate cowards as well as brave decent people can’t talk about is one of those reasons people don’t believe in God–evil happening to innocent people and allowed to happen. It’s so hard because I get to face evil when you need Christianity to escape and yet you have to face the reality of what’s happening you as unGoldly sickening dilemma. I wish I was making this shit up.
Why would someone like me have a reason to want to wake up in the morning and live and breathe? By my calculation, light is beginning to behave in ways currently unlisted as a feature of light. With the calculation in mind, there is this amazing aspect of distinctive minds in science we will be looking at the same thing and someone else who hasn’t walked my path intellectually will not know what I’m looking at but because I got there, I know what I’m looking. If light is behaving in a way impossible for it to be given the current definition(beyond the probability of A given B, beyond statistics), I really can’t help it– now I’m anticipating chapter 13 in a way that is oh you know anybody who wrote chapter 12 should. It puts the next chapter more in the mathematical physics realm, it’s more for the scientifically inclined than my average reader, it’s not for commoners like me if you catch my drift. Thank you for being here for this and other things.
Here I end this with Nina Simone Ain’t got no, I’ve got life (my darling, we’ve got yes). In this song she lists everything she doesn’t have which is a lot and then says she got life. So do I, and together we’ve got yes. We’ve got love unlike any. You can see me beginning to kind of sort of doubt quantum physics when I’m looking at the photons(which is the basis of a lot of physics yet has no true discerbable mass). So why is there no limit to this artificially sourced massless monster, yet it is quantum? My readers, being here with you, choosing with your freedom and liberty(priceless things)to be here with me, engaging with you to the best of my ability, and ultimately ruminating about these things and bringing it to you as we collectively can make it open sourced is worth the life to be loved and loved to me. These things are ultimate for me life thank you for being with me. Thank you for being here.
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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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