Facing life as a belonging is essential because it shows smart people what fake looks like where stupid people are a waste of time. While I was asking WRAY for the labor they claim his boys stole, I developed a passion for songwriting. Now I am into spiritual intelligence in a way I never thought possible. Who knows what belonging I have always had I never thought I could fully adopt. We don’t know the same things. I know Emerson, the dead spiritually intelligent ex pastor turned author I have admired, loved, never stopped loving for reasons I couldn’t truly comprehend since I met him intellectually. And they know Marilyn Monroe, also dead. I won’t have a reason to remember or find worthwhile the words or essence of Marylene Monroe for a fraction of a second. My cloak of “shame” as a degenerate retard once called it in his headless, thoughtless delirium, is becoming more fitting than I ever imagined. It’s time for WRAY to turn around and see himself in his own mirror(or is it mirrors?) rather than hiding his head in his tail—his tail in his head. You know, bullshit thingies. It shall be the lot of the hateful to hate their own selves. Amen. He certainly needs to face his own self in his own mirror. As you will discover in Bami&the Time Weavers, I have this very subtle habit of never letting bullshit stand. Wherever bullshit tries to hide, I will hunt it down scientifically and decimate it. And I am new in this discovery. I am yet to have knowledge and practice:
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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