My readers, in the cycle of the rock bottom I am currently in, having done nothing to attract any idiot attracted to me, letting no one near for almost a decade now, wishing for someone to talk to despite all the yapping, a mate to enliven so he can enliven me, asking WRAY where my hard earned endure the rock bottom evil labor money is, and yet not having any answers for those, envy deranged QUEEN SHEEBA over there is gettong worse and worse
There isn’t a more dangerous set of people on earth than ignorant people who are also uneducated in reasoning or simply unintelligent who easily belief a lie or anything they are told so they can make themselves feel better about whatever shitty or not shitty lives no one cares about, especially not me because no one cares about me my readers. But I know that there is no set of people more dangerous than a group of hopeless-helpless people who want to make themselves feel better about their lives by making shit up about another human being. So please help my readers, by the cheapest of my albums , PLAYLIST#2, participate in the chance for a ticket to the Free freedom jazz cloud tickets so we can again ask WRAY the ultimate purposeful question.
These people just don’t know I don’t give a shit about whatever QUEEN SHEEBA is doing over there or why poor Arab folks migrated to Egypt so they can escape whatever they were trying to escape, or what the fake map says to the Caucasian. who made the shit map to help himself to the nonsense shitty good he was cooking up. It doesn’t matter to me if the pile of dust QUEEN SHEEBA is sitting on is a sandstorm waiting to happen or a sinkhole waiting to happen. I just don’t give a shit. I have more important things to think about and do in life I don’t live on the lighter is better I can be whatever I choose shit path, no, don’t have that privilege. Anyways my readers, some time away from blues, there’s is a poprock song coming your way sometime soon. 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
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