On intelligence and fate of those who don’t grow up

My readers, today Wednesday Dec 31 2025, I will refuse to grow up. All i have to do is sit down. And never get up. Why? Because I’m smarter than everyone else. Everyone else will grow up but i will refuse to grow. I will grow more and more cogent and intelligent in time but i will refuse to grow up. I’m cool like that because i can choose to be a menace and a parasite for all time to all people especially those who don’t deserve it. I simply won’t grow up. You know… like nature does. It just nevet lets me grow. That said, i am now going to address the people of color and Caucasian females who perpetually try to steal my skin, every season of it and my face, this differentiating x niggerface because they hate themselves in their own lighter is better skin and therefore declaring they were born degenerate. They were born without skin and face. With every aspect of good in me and in the world and every good dead or alive as my spiritual work touch others from generations to generations, the opposite will happen for them. Over time, they shall be less and less intelligent and unworthy because they refuse to mind their own life. And they persecute another for hers. Amen. Unless that is i am not suffering for who i am and who i refuse to be. This scientific experiment has not even started. We are going to be exploring the horrors fate of those who don’t grow. Where ever you are in the world, you’re brained and yourself, you don’t want to miss a thing.

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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