The Caucasian male, the abject existential opposite of me was asking me about white bread—an artifact we make with flour, sometimes bleached, eggs and such—that is, it doesn’t occur naturally as is in nature. He says it’s his. It was hilarious. He couldn’t possibly mean he will cook himself from the inside and outside, run around the corner to give me bread to eat? If you bake yourself and you look like bread I’ll eat. I like it extra crispy sometimes on the inside. There are measures in physics provided by amazing NASA that tells me I am correct about the inability to find this bread unless he wants to cook himself for me to eat. a dream. NASA, HARVARD, YALE, OXFORD, where the white man’s bread at? The shit you have done to mostly ignorant people’s minds because of racism is almost unforgivable My smart readers can you help figure out where the white man’s bread at. Where it at:
I will debut longer form personal, experiential, and spiritual essays next year. I want to continue to do meaningful work. Help me conquer those who steal life, labor and liberty. Thank you.
When I realized comedy can be described as the things I say and do as well as the things I don’t say and do, I knew it was for me. I was seeing and hearing all kinds of shit that couldn’t be happening in the dreams and the nightmare we call society. I believe they call that crazy. You don’t need any proof. Someone just has to appear to have more potential at succeeding than you and you can make shit up about them. Better than that, you can plot to make them what you say they are. There’s always a ridicule am yet to encounter and the punches just keep coming. It is no miracle I survived. I am now more than qualified to tell comedically twisted true tales as a part of the jazz music festival, half time music. half time comedy. it is hilarious. In fact it is now a comedic-jazz music festival. Your receipts for music by ril and the free books for life cause mean the world to me. Help achieve justice.
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