Uhn my readers, if someone who told others he’s not attracted to you, runs to you when things don’t work out when he serially dates other people, and never tries to make amends but blames your reaction to all the abuse on you has never wronged, there is no reasonable meaning for wrongness. There is only that phobia to get through which I pray true friendship with possible eventual romantic ties will heal. Crazy what I am silent about. I am yet a private introvert. I prioritize what I discuss. To know someone is more than conversations. But conversations matter. Meanwhile, I am reminded while working on the Bluesie remixes about the Bluesie jazz fest get together. It’s very important to me especially if you kept your receipts. I want you to hear me with or without beats. I can use a DJ or jass band for beats but believe me my readers, everything else is without a doubt mine. Thank you for being here. May it be onto me, as the aims of my life. love and spirituality. Amen.
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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