Sometimes…

People want greatness without ever being able to suffer for it. Don’t forget my readers, that you never know what reality is waiting for you when people harm you. Evil damn nearly killed me. Sometimes these evil people do things for good against their will. And because they never worked for it, they never know. I have never taken the path of least resistance for anything material…I invite every Emersonian good spirit to me and no doubt if your path is substantially worth it, I will be by your side …

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.

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ah ah release date

ah ah will be released 05/25/2024. Thank you for being here.

The sadist…

My readers, these sickeningly evil people are sometimes difficult to diagnose and I don’t think there is a DSM V classification inclusion for them. who is a sadist? A sadist is…

…a person who takes pleasure in inflicting pain, punishment, or humiliation on others.

– the dictionary

of nature and values…

Sometimes life says things way beyond words when you find yourself living with dignity in it. As some unspoken solemn language, there is a deep seated dense of relativity. I wrote yesterday that it doesn’t matter wether some sociopolitical prejudice speaks when something true happens, it matters that there is proof an event happened. You gotta learn what relativity to value. if not, you’ll value evil, harm and indinity, dreaming unnatural impossible infinity. So take my words wisely.

In the news: A billboard collapsed and killed many people in Mumbai India my readers. And I have been speaking about spatial structures being important in nature and physics. Then it dawned on me; nature can use artificial structures man made to destroy him. Not finding the moving storm in stormy Daniels does not even touch the surface of it. These artificial houses and structures man built, aside from digital landscapes and implementations can be used as weaponry for his destruction.

I value you my readers, as much as I value the dignity I chose to indulge in my dealings with you. I value the very decent and symbiotic intellectual and psychoemotive human relativity we share. I fear it all the same, don’t get me wrong, but I chose the human connectivity with it over the fear. Thus why when I feel my music, I think of you loving it, and how I know music gathering must be a pleasure for all involved beyond the worth of money. I like experiencing relativity as I value truth–experiential and damn nearly pure essence. There is evil in this world, you can chose not to be a part of it if you can or you can be active against it.

A celebration of life not artificially generated

My readers, AI is affecting music in new and bold ways I hear. I hear programmers now have platforms that can push out great sounding generic music(jazz improvisations must be revived fully) like they just don’t care on prompts. I am glad I am now developing braveness for performance arts. I write, sing, produce and mix my songs without the comfort of a roof over my head. Nothing is more valuable than my presence performing the songs. My readers, keep your receipts for my albums and EP’s. Our gathering will be a celebration of life not artificially generated. Thank you for being here.

of eventual jazzy gathering, albums and EP’s…

My readers, it does not matter if places like billboard say I sold a song or nothing at all. What matters to me is the record of it. That’s the connection. And that matters more than anything else. A little jazzy,a lot of funky edges with the undeniable hint of poprock, you will love the clown album, ah ah. I am further developing with performance arts ways and no doubt I know first hand experience in a small jazzy setting will make me happy and you very delighted.

Such only the strongest supporters will get a chance for such an encounter. Only albums and EP’s count and not singles. My readers, please keep the receipts for the albums and EP’s you get at bandcamp. Depending on the highest geolocation of support, the gathering will honor those who support music by ril for for free. It matters to me that you are here. I will eventually honor your support. I will honor that. That is important to me. Thank you for being here.

Jazz Improvisation must be…

My readers, writing another song with a jazzy feel and with bluesie coming up, I reckon I will be a great jazz improviser. We’ll have a great time. you’ll get to know me a little. and I’m happy just writing this afrojazz funkrock. Great time must be I say. I say the first experience could be free so you tell your friends and your friends friends tell their other friends. Hardwork and reality matters. what do you say? I feel some great time coming on … just when I am being terrorized, you can always know I will show up live and perform with more joy than you imagine…thank you for being here…

No one cares on the album

While am being menaced and terrorized my readers, there is a song on this clown album titled no one cares, based on what’s happening to me. Do remember that when you think of Wray, Biden and the next election. It doesnt matter that Trump doesn’t care. It matters Biden doesn’t care for the likes of me. I can hardly wait for someone to care my readers. Yet I manage a love song, (Risky– experimental (#jazzfunk #poprock) on this grieved clown album(because hopelessness is all the more nothing but hopelessness, and degenerate vice is nothing but degenaret vicesuch the case of Trump and Stormy Daniels)(that storm sure needs to be found))…

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A chance to witness history free…I recommend it …

If you know trauma, as I do, you know life to be an emergence after some crippling death. You know life as emergent. Thus it will be impossible for me to turn against artificial intelligent. We must, because we simply can’t help it. OpenAI releases GPT 4o as free with astrric. I suggest anyone with a mind should try it. I don’t feel comfortable enough to do so at the moment in this condition, but I recommend it. It is important that we are all aware of it’s capabilities and potential. In other words we all have to face the future weather we like it or not. So we should… it is free for exploration. The sexbot “her” or rather voice does not come free though. You have to pay for that.

suffering…

My readers, I’m suffering, suffering, suffering…

When

When you have the illussion you pretend to be and nothing matters. It touches no humanity no life.

No freedom, more prejudice–hard knock

My readers, new enemies in town. No freedom, more prejudice. Hard knock. Changes, how essential. Meanwhile working on something.

THE BELLE OF THE BALL AND OTHER SCIENCE HORRORS…

It will be difficult to tell a conscious scientifically inclined mind that she is what she is not. It is always easy for opportunistic sleazy people. My readers, a pizza eating party all day opportunistic and never realistic pig friend with no proximity wants to make belief my hard work and intellect being terrorized for thoughtless pride is about IT. Pretext is easy for thieves but never with real science. Unbelievable shit in a KKK terroristic world of lighter is better? Forever parasitic, forever genetically degenerate, it can never be me. Disgustingly never how nature works relatively to itself, never the differentiating x. That degenerate shows up for my intellectual work having done absolutely nothing. A forever thief! Whoever could agree to be victimized this way? Who in their humane human mind will agree to be such a thing? No doubt that’s a pig. My readers, when have I ever been theRED ASSED BELLE OF THE BALL? Never. This shit is an intellectual ridicule waiting to happen. I will be more than equipped to indulge while flying f**k pig is partying her way through life with all sorts of vices at someone else’s expense. I will always draw the line in the sands with existential theft. Always. Maybe if the evil harmful pigs world hard at their existential theft and pray, they’ll turn into people with a relativity of forever parasitic, forever thieves. From the impossible blue. these degenerate scientists cast for a thief, I’m sure there is plenty of room in reflection space to be fake people and that unintelligent stupid dog away from me.

My darling, we’ve got yes…

It’s difficult to imagine how poor someone has to be to steal and keep stealing essential petty stuff from a poor unattractive homeless woman. It really is crazy. It makes me think about ilhow much I am worth in intellectual and spiritual terms. It is crazy to think but the thought can hardly be avoided. So who is this evil menacing piece of shit terrorizing this innocent black woman at rock bottom? Who is this person they cannot talk about evident on Yourube, this person doing harm, torturing an innocent person that they cannot talk about? Some psychopath on a racist mission, a proclamation of supremacy? A sociopath blaming extremely unprivileged others for his shit ass shortcomings? Whoever could that be–the police, the KKK, the FBI? Is it some deeply depraved imbecillic Christian hateful group…? You have to be evil to the core inconveniencing this unattractive, unintelligent innocent black woman instead of making things more comfortable for her.

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On Love, mathematics and the “mathematically just”…

Love and you shall be loved. All love is mathematically just, as much as two sides of an algebraic equation.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

My readers, despite keeping to myself mostly and being an introvert, I am never caught up in conspiracies to destroy and harm others. Yet I have the my of the thought on how harm gets to me. is it possible to love people who seek nothing but your torture and your death? I am spiritual in the moment because I feel persecuted, menaced and terrorized for no good reason. I turn to spirituality. I turn to Emerson’s on Love here:

How we glow over these novels of passion, when the story is told with any spark of truth and nature! And what fastens attention, in the intercourse of life, like any passage betraying affection between two parties? Perhaps we never saw them before, and never shall meet them again. But we see them exchange a glance, or betray a deep emotion, and we are no longer strangers. We understand them, and take the warmest interest in the development of the romance. All mankind love a lover.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

The powers of indignity…why is it so laughable…

Stormy Daniels testimony was lurid and powerful – but Trump voters don’t care https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/article/2024/may/11/trump-voters-stormy-daniels-testimony-republican-democrat?CMP=share_btn_url

Stormy Daniels may have regarded sex with Donald Trump as brief, unimaginative and regrettable but the porn star gripped the nation with a salacious and lengthy retelling of the encounter to a New York court this week.

New York state is prosecuting Trump for fraud for allegedly using his business, the Trump Organization, to pay $130,000 in hush money to Daniels days before the 2016 election. She went public anyway two years later with a book, Full Disclosure, in which she claimed to have had sex with Trump once.

My readers, there is no doubt in my mind Trump voters don’t care and they shouldnt. Something about political persecution for gains demeans the person doing it. If you read the article you will realize the opposite of the headline. Nothing about Stormy Daniel’s testimony holds any power. In fact it further demeans the purpose of the claim and the person behind it. There is nothing about Stormy Daniel’s words and personality that is worthwhile or dependable. Working street whores have more dignity and power…what juror cares about this shit…?

The degenerate wicked spirit of gangstalking and harassment…a prayer for the wicked…

My readers, someone was just talking about gangstalking. And while I have experienced it, I am not sure I have been able to catch it faster than I did on YouTube. So for me I pray that it must be unto me as whatever ills I have done these evil people. May it be onto me exponentially as the ills I have done this evil wicked people who seeks to menaced and terrorize me as apparently I have done them harm. For what I have done and the nature of my thoughts and being, I call every good spirit in existence, every good spirit possible onto me — let it be onto me as the nature of my being and my intent and aims. Otherwise, may they never see their ill, their harm coming or good as it may, which is to say may it be onto them as the undeserved evil they have done me. May their sense of loss and inequity be eventually unending. May we all get what deserve in the end. May my graces be unending. Amen.

Nonhuman biology

Nonhuman biology: scientists have conditioned themselves to lies.

Beyond Mundane and other science necessities…

My readers it’s crazy. Now tell me, if someone’s friendship with you only brings you evil, harm, terrorism, existential and labor theft and such ills, would you not do everything you possibly can to expose and put distinction between you and that person. Thus I have changed my mind about the evil science did to narcissistic women they are currently owning despite the degenerate nature–they have to be faster than the speed of the speed of light(somebody smart, please do the mathematical calculation) to catch up to this. Based on what I know now which scientists in the text I read say they don’t know why it happens( and I have told you the differentiating, initiative x complex must be astronomical), I’ve decided that they need thevspeed of the speed of Einsteinian light to catch up to the differentiating x.

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