Well I wanted to call it that–Jazz cloud. I plan to unleash my comedic instinct on you there at the jazz and jazzy cloud gathering my listeners, and brush up my wit and comedic skills. That’s why it was important it should be people who support my work. Now, the music you’ll love if you already do. So you can boo me for the comedy or tell me to get off the stage if it is bad. I don’t think it will be because I will write them as rigorously as I can if it is direct and improvise the rest. I will not try hard. If its there it will come out strong and as easy as me discovering I have jazz improvisation skills over time. If you boo me and tell me to get off the stage my listeners, I will just get off and come on stage for the next song. I will be better next time. No big deal. But I will maintain the comedic atmosphere throughout. I don’t want to be a stand up comedian (although I want to adopt comedy with jazz improvisation events). I want to implement jokes and funny stuff more in my writings like comedic nonfiction and especially a series of silly fiction. I wont rush it. But you can help by being there. Thank you for being here.
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
BOOK ALBUM—AIN’T THAT HOW IT GOES–music mood -1 * Nothing’s Deader(than love) 2 * Bulletproof.
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