Sometimes life says things way beyond words when you find yourself living with dignity in it. As some unspoken solemn language, there is a deep seated dense of relativity. I wrote yesterday that it doesn’t matter wether some sociopolitical prejudice speaks when something true happens, it matters that there is proof an event happened. You gotta learn what relativity to value. if not, you’ll value evil, harm and indinity, dreaming unnatural impossible infinity. So take my words wisely.
In the news: A billboard collapsed and killed many people in Mumbai India my readers. And I have been speaking about spatial structures being important in nature and physics. Then it dawned on me; nature can use artificial structures man made to destroy him. Not finding the moving storm in stormy Daniels does not even touch the surface of it. These artificial houses and structures man built, aside from digital landscapes and implementations can be used as weaponry for his destruction.
I value you my readers, as much as I value the dignity I chose to indulge in my dealings with you. I value the very decent and symbiotic intellectual and psychoemotive human relativity we share. I fear it all the same, don’t get me wrong, but I chose the human connectivity with it over the fear. Thus why when I feel my music, I think of you loving it, and how I know music gathering must be a pleasure for all involved beyond the worth of money. I like experiencing relativity as I value truth–experiential and damn nearly pure essence. There is evil in this world, you can chose not to be a part of it if you can or you can be active against it.
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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