My readers, its crazy, I can not say that I haven’t been co nfronted by a gunman before. That should help me write Bullet Lane. The only thing existentially endangered in the book is the black man. . Clearly I am definitely neither man nor the black man. The black man is the extreme reality of what I am. And the fool is not the antagonist. Guess who the real antagonist is. I know my readers, I certainly need to be protected from evil too stupid to know what I am about or doing. Clearly things are changing and that scares me a bit under these circumstances. Whatever could I steal from a genetic degenerate fool when he is the true victim in BULLET LANE? How stupid can someone be? Maybe I will make one of the two new songs about the incidence. It happened to me. And I was alone for it. That should possibly tell you maybe the whole FBI system needs to be radically changed when innocent people are not just suffering but are further victimized by criminals. I dont know if there is a prayer for this stupidity. It is sickening me.
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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