Today was productive with life and thought. I downed a NONENT tree I was not sure the people around me noticed it. So I sat in a park with three fishes looking … And I could have sworn someone worked on the scene before I did a smart person (You better read DEWLOGIC) Anyways, the three fishes were water fountains. There I washed my feet and sat. But the trunk of the small tree close to the fish fountain was pulled down towards the fishes. So as I pulled it completely down and back to trace a C towards me in the North West as I stood. A wonderfully smart, wonderfully simple process. There has never been a tree. There will never be a tree. All there is is that curvature tree trunk. Here again, are the girls. 
Author: ade ronke
Say
Say I’m the only woman here, which I am and the white woman will come up a “FAT NONENT”. Let’s ask NASA why and how that happens scientifically. YOu know, so we’ll clear things RED.
The Absolute NONENT.
My readers, as I said, you can never go anywhere without your head. Now the white man can imagine sex because he finds light where he didn’t expect it, act like an idiot because he thinks he’s the king of the ignorant world, but I have never commented on the white woman, easily racist themselves and easily envy-deranged, and due to societal conditions may not have much endurance like the black counterpart I have refrained from saying much. especially because she imagines herself some part of my existence as a writer, for money or whatever reason. But today I must tell you that the white woman is an absolute NONENT to my existence; by this i mean she is the entity I can never be in all possible worlds. If she’s smart, when I said, I am the only woman here, she will never let me say it again. Its good to know where and how you sit so ou don’t kill anyone else in that sphere. I can not stand the girls as I can not Brandy. They can never have my stand. Clearly, from the girls, not only is there no white woman, I am the only woman!
GOING OUT OF MIND?
I have changed. And I know with a great level of certainty it will be either nature or a social life I will go out for, but I will be out unlike I had been before this experience. “Out,” allows me to think interactively with life, nature and people. I will never hide or shy away from the interaction with nature especially. I will always be able to go out as long as I can think interactively. There is no invasion possible when it comes to mind. NEVER. And that’s the main point; HOWEVER DO YOU GO OUT WITHOUT YOUR MIND? WHAT PRISON? I began to shrug certain occassions of “expected awareness.” recently. And I asked, “Am I getting indifferent?” When the argument becomes more about getting a break than getting away from a “reality,” It becomes self-evident, that my most realistic book yet is Truth, Somewhere I Live.
IGNORANCE: A REMINDER!
Again, the girls
Riding Horses and Beheadings
The girls are a sitting position for me. I can’t stand them. And the four except for the one in white is straight. I sit the east, trace an arc Northwestern. Rin and the cubic Zirconia s goes with the last, five. The 4 tall ones are straight. Such, when you say horses exist where I exist or that the white man rides horses. SUch, I now this as I will show in my books scientifically that these horses do not exist. Haven’t you noticed how the horses look almost the same dark or very dar black. That’s because by the very white man rules, H ehas to stand every instance of my sit. Such by this very rules. I am the only woman here. And no his idiotic ass isn’t having sex. If he wants that crap talk he can go elsewhere and imagine crap. WIth me, he always imgines horses. Because he imagines my light is too much for me. He imagines the LOTTERY. HE IMAGINES SEX. HE’S A FREAKING IDIOT.He ain’t here my readers. If he imagines horses, you should now he aint here. He just thinks he sees someone that looks like him that’s all. And looking like him under trans formative processes aint him. But clearly, I am the inevitable end. Anyways my readers, I am before you read Next year’s books which explains things, giving people permission to cut the white man’s head anytime he rides horses to cancel my existence. In that instance my readers, Osama Bin Ladin is not the terrorist. HE IS. People fall for white man lies to often because they always presuppose him with smartness. Now, go tell NASA I said they’re not just dumb for the 452 Nonent Star, but also for letting the white man ride horses where I exist. MY readers, science supports you, if he demeans you with horses, you can cut his head. Clearly I do not have RIn, I just have the white cloth and its transformations. Never steal labor directly my readers, even God will turn against you. Did I say never steal labor. Buy my readers or get NOTHING.
NEVER DO IT!
DO whatever you may as a political appointee, as a president, governor, mayor whatever , or the police, much sickening whatever, but never steal labor directly form a laborer’s mouth. I mean NEVER DO IT!
Must say
My readers, some people fail because there may be limitation to what voters can get you to do. I’m not a politician and I don’t respect anything but true humanity So I’m about to scientifically and absolutely ban horses in reference to humans. And I’m about to do something worse. Indeed.
BEDFORTH INC.
There is no way to say “FAT” But there are many ways to say the “FAT THIEVES” Buy the books and read my readers. It’s the true way to chill.
Cover for And Deliver Us from Evil
Synopsis for And Deliver Us From Evil
Ifelopin and Aseni-Serare Ikudiran are two Nigerian sibling immigrants without a penny to their names. And after their jobless father dies, they take to the local church for his burial and refuge. When Aseni cries she was raped by Pastor Shorte, they are quickly thrown out of the church. But the freak accident that takes the pastor’s life shortly after their departures has the local Christian Militia run by the police in the town of Bedforth, the Faith Deliverers, calling for their heads. And the teenagers must fight for survival in ways no human can be taught.
Discretionary Warning!
My readers, next I will introduce another book set for 2016, which is a book that must come with some discretionary warning. The book is titled “And DEliver us from Evil,” And anything imaginably evil can be in this book. It has “rape,” “murder, mayhem, chaos, and blooshed.” If you’ve read A regular oddity and The Reclaimer’s Reprieve, and you like them this is one such of my books books to pick up for next year. I may include curse words my readers. Again, this book comes with a PG warning. I absolutely recommend it. Dewlogic. The introduction is next. This is yet another reason to make Dewlogic Independent. Buy the books tell your friends, buy more or get NOTHING.
CLIMATE DOWN!
I’m bored, despite having a lot to do. That’s because I can’t start mailing out the books so you can read them and I can be extremely occupied with my work discussing them with you. I’m full time working despite all odds, but I’m not full time at work, so I’m bored when I stop to chill or rest. And then I rediscover the byte world is “Just bare nothing” And I get even more bored. Those people trying to talk to me nowadays must be bored. Good luck to them my readers. I will talk after the books are mailed out. Buy through paypal, keep your receipt. The only way you get the books is if i get the money. All this talk about Climate change my readers, these sweet little shiny lies of white FLAGSHIP. And I brought down the climate today at 6:31 pm, yes the whole lot of it. And met Han along the way. I told you i knew him. Anyways my readers, preparing for the release of the Excerpt for THE DEVIANT X TRANSGRESSION.
3. 59 my readers, correction.
The Bathroom Address
At 3.59 pm my readers, I stood to take the Computer to the Bathroom. Clearly, that’s where it lives. Some people should get their addresses correctly.
EVIL INC!
Rin hiding around everywhere this week. Must be give the NYPD something to work with week. My legs my readers, merely my legs. My legs is worth what to me, a place I sit which can never be cored by anyone? I will drop it like its a hot mess! And I will remain. You should order Next year’s Parable Play to find out what a hot mess really means with THE INCREMENTAL X. My readers, if you don’t buy and tell your friends to do the same, how are you gonna get this years good books? Next year’s good books? Meanwhile you know the Media knows how to feed you with meaningless crap. You can be there. Your call. To get my books you buy and buy more and tell your friend’s or you get NOTHING. Anyways, Rin should go get the white man, he has time for artificial crap and lies. Not me. I have more human-related persecutions and real life to document, I’m too predisposed to life not to live my harsh life. I never own the 1 or 2 byte convenience of not knowing the harshest reality that makes me human. KOKONUT wants the most convenient aspect of being me. You should also meet KOKONUT. Are ya kidding! Im being nice now. When I’m nice you will know it. In English, “Don’t got no time for extra crap.” Meanwhile better buy and tell your firedns to do the same. The next Excerpt release is for THE DEVIANT X TRANSGRESSION.
Days of Questions
I was telling someone that a guy, a Caucasian was trying to get my attention yesterday and I didn’t give it. So he said, “I just want to ask a question.” I then shook my head. So he asked . “NO? NO? NO?” as I walked away. And there I wondered if he was helping me say NO to himself. So the person I told said, “Maybe he wants your attention. “I nodded. “Yes, but my attention is not free. It is in my discretion.” I predicted more questions and here they come my readers. Why? No one can get my hands on my books. They have to buy to read to understand, for me to explain. Those days are gone when racism ran both labor and money. I pray more tension, more chaos my readers. It is a great evil to steal labor directly from a laborer’s mouth. Evil is great, isn’t it?
SniFFing HEMP and OTHER SHINY LIES
My readers, I slept briefly and woke up and cubic Zirconias were seating under my blue canopy (in 3) AND WEARING SHADES. I got up and very fast. BECAUSE i thought i died and went to hell. Nightmarish, since i don’t commit any evil or direct crimes against another human being. And I haven’t even fornicated in many many many many many, anyways, many years my readers, so who is that God to judge me and take me to hell. That God doesn’t exist. I ran out of hell even though they tried to invade my blue. Brandy can sit with my blue you see but never in the 3 scalar format. There is no true blue there. Yellow can not. Yet still ran. Christianity is funny. Cubic Zirconia like yellow, the Hispanic and especially the JEW are RED and belongs in HELL. Oh my readers I’m not kidding! I ran away from them. Since all they know is how to be thieves because they have never had and never will have siubstance to work with in this instance. And they are dying and falling with NOTHING> If anyone stole from me, it was done o n their behalf. I’m so out in every which way. Under my blue; are they sniffing real HEMP?
I DON’T DRIVE!
While you’re calculating how many cars I reverse, transverse, I will like to tell you my readers; “I DON’T DRIVE!”

