My readers, I watched two gay Hispanic males making music videos in the toilet after the giant great sculpture of a non existent fake ass baby brought down the skies, and the Caucasian tried to steal what belongs to this black woman in great suffering differenting x again despite all the luxurious flashy things he got because he just can’t help himself. Anytime he comes around me, Kleptomania, Kleptomania, Kleptomania. And I don’t steal. This must be why DEI is failing, however morally inclined. It is a Kleptomania pride-filled science inspired by toxic pride and emulated for the same effects as symbolic and precedent. These unscientific ideations are being forced down my throat against my engaging and involving will rather than intuitively shared because pride has no intuition other than flashy pride. I wish I was kidding. I will never mind sharing and people. Ever. But it makes me crave the company of smart simple people for my future as well. My readers, can you point me in the direction for where the aliens live? I want me one of them. Smart, kind and simple people are people too(Are they not? Is this a rhetorical hallucination question within an AI generated field matrix?). Especially with a mate, that must make life so worth living, worth sharing as it won’t feel one sided. It’s a stupidity-crazed pipeline around here. And I am still being abused around here. How is that freaking possible? I must be dreaming it.
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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