—relevant reading–I am out. My readers, I left a fraud space filled with fraudsters. Clearly I don’t belong to fraud. So why am I still being stalked? Does that make sense to you? I’m going to get away from this person the people of color, Asians (close but bland red), Hispanics (impossible, blander) think they can use for fake identity politics. And if you think this is hate, try your luck with the very lighter-is-better bland Hitler with this lighter is better thing. I am too ugly and ain’t got no luck. I am black and West African. Don’t confuse my West for your West, my East for your East. I am out of this fruitless identity politics, and if you stole my monies for this worthless shit, I am coming after you with legal and spiritual menace. Everyone dignifiable must come with me. So, I am going to take the take parallel cold front by my nose down a parallel side to the blonde. So I can show you the American flag, the cold front you call an impossible “cold fusion” is a reflection zone. Stop the fake children and the game handicaps and the raising of take hands. My readers there are many reasons I have supported Trump for president. One of them is that he is, in fact, the reflection king president of this country. The very opposite of me. All the women accusing him of rape are all liars especially that fake one awarded monies. He is, their husband.
So I am an alien, a legal alien, law abiding and appreciative of the freedoms I am still fighting for as this certain black woman ( I hope this parasitic ills end with the incoming admin so we can achieve greater things however limiting life is my readers), whose love for this country is unspeakable by its true terms. Yet I risk it everyday with love. I am taking myself out of this inequality equation-inequality equivalence. That must be what good people do. I did get angry with Trump with ignorance about Africans coming into this country. Most Africans, most, that come into this country, do so legally except for rich ones (and such they don’t have to come but for leisure). Don’t attribute the most to me. I do no harm, and my love is always true and real against the odds. Most, if opportuned, do more digital crimes than they can ever do you physical harm. That’s just the way it is. Africans are not African Americans. And my knowledge of this fact cannot be questioned by idiots who know nothing of it or lack the intelligence for these distinctions. The American media is plagued with black idiots. Intentionally so. So I came back to vouching for Trump despite my anger as he has done with those who mock, belittle and insult him. Because regardless of what fake evil Democrats say, Truth matter. We must first be who we truly are to hold authentic relativity with others or to do real science. Wrap the reflectioning American flag around Trump. He has the parallel cold front. Mine is the warm front. Bridge it and die. Stop stalking me, cold hard opportunists. Go stalk the fake scientists telling you convenient lies. Go stalk Trump. And don’t try to kill him. I am out. May I belong to all the good in this world. May I belong to life, nature, humanity, truth and optimization of such. I am out and there are differences in these:
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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