One of the songs on Bluesie will be titled Evil down in Georgia, from the evil caught on camera of an impotent mentally retarded boy brandishing a worthless gun at me. That’s definitely appropriate because any time I think of the black man, I think of sickening forced intimacy, incest and rape. Any possibility is completely dead. I will never think it. And there is much work to be done in this lifetime, evil, harm and injustice can’t achieve. So may I get the mate
the love and life I deserve in this world based on the true nature of my being. Amen. Despite the evil, I hope this fuels me with pain needed to write Bluesie.
Blues, at least in the ways the greats sang it, came from pain. The sort of pain parasitic fluked can merely imagine. As my turn towards music theory is now beginning to manifest on a natural cause, course and call my readers, I believe traditional notion of voice projections have missed the emotional voice, the voice that seems to draw on and drag its expression for a natural realistic state rather than effect. As we’re just beginning, and I was abused by a degenerate rapist lowlife for nothing I did wrong and nothing I stole from the externalized and useless to me piece of shit w(a pain Beyonce can’t possibly feel), I hope that I am finally able to capture this voice in my books or essays. Especially because Beyonce can’t.
I am sure when musicians say head voice, chest voice and mixed voice, they are referring strictly to the anatomical and physiological renderings. That is, they’re merely robotic and mechanical. May I get what I deserve in the end. If you want to help along the way against this sickening seeming plot of evil and harm caught on camera against me which is sickening because it has no good effect on the world, please support the free books for life cause.Thank you for coming along on my journey as I capture it. Thank you for being here.
I will debut longer form personal, experiential, and spiritual essays next year. I want to continue to do meaningful work. Help me conquer those who steal life, labor and liberty. Thank you.
When I realized comedy can be described as the things I say and do as well as the things I don’t say and do, I knew it was for me. I was seeing and hearing all kinds of shit that couldn’t be happening in the dreams and the nightmare we call society. I believe they call that crazy. You don’t need any proof. Someone just has to appear to have more potential at succeeding than you and you can make shit up about them. Better than that, you can plot to make them what you say they are. There’s always a ridicule am yet to encounter and the punches just keep coming. It is no miracle I survived. I am now more than qualified to tell comedically twisted true tales as a part of the jazz music festival, half time music. half time comedy. it is hilarious. In fact it is now a comedic-jazz music festival. Your receipts for music by ril and the free books for life cause mean the world to me. Help achieve justice.
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