Because advertisers are crap assesed liars capable of trying to sell water to the ocean, I saw a chickenhead without a head wearing negative space and trying to sell shit to idiots in an ad recently. The things I see on a daily basis are enough to make my brain cells refuse to age. Other people are too content with life and degeneracy embedded as status quo. They just want funding don’t they Harvard? Society is an existential error, a brain rot and criminal counter-part but keep the money coming. Somebody is cooked and it ain’t me. If it ain’t Harvard (let’s speak good English here) , ‘who it be?’ May we all get what we deserve in the end and money is the farthest thing from my mind there. But truly, may I not ever have to ask Bondi and Patel where the Forensic audit of the years are. There is evil in the world, you can choose not to be a part of it if you have that privilege. Yet, I am certain of it, you can choose to be active against in whatever capacity you can afford. No doubt.
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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