It’s crazy how music always comes out of all experiences. I never know who stalks me before I know. I never tell. I also never want to waste a single moment of my time with unworthy time wasters I never spend my time with. Too many choices (SHIT ASS REFLECTION SPACE PROBLEM)is an absolute and deadly turn off for me. I don’t want that shit relatively. Only resolute people know where love may be. Life is too short for the best moments to come and I will work for the rest of it. May we all get what we deserve. I don’t believe it happens loudly. it’s crazy how easily I let go of all these things these superficial stupid people could imagine I want. I let go and get a song. He gets nothing. I don’t know what these evil women get but I don’t give a shit. My listeners, we have an event to plan, the least of the things on my table despite the condition and anxiety. The songs are always worth it. After all BLUESIE REMIXES was just added to the workload.
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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