My readers, it’s sad and I hope songs like The hay makes you feel as blissful as it is scientifically reasonable to me. I am going to give you another reason why stealing a dime from me will be worse than a curse for you and your own. As this black woman, I called the police on a would be rapist. And it turns out, I am crazy. So, I face a life threatening gun abuse and do not call the police. I could sense if there was no one around I may not even be alive today and worse things could have happened to me. Have I done society a disvafor for not making the call? Yes. But do the police need me to prsecute a murderous would be rappist in their midst? Absolutely not. They just need the recorded feed. If the people don’t care about saving a terrible criminal like that in the midst, should I care? No. If you ever wonder why people like me don’t call the police. It’s because there is a possibility they are further victimized. People who don’t like, want, desire you or reciprocate your feelings after all, are crazy. If you stole a penny from me and you don’t return it, may you never know where you harm is coming from before you call the police. May you never know where it came from afterwards. Amen. There is evil in this world, you can choose to be active against it. That is a choice. And if you madea terrible mistake and you don’t correct and make things right, nothing good in life will come back to you, certainly not me. May we all get what we deserve in the end. Amen
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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