Patterns are easily found as true or false if you commit the crime here: stalking. I have realized I can’t stop people from stalking me for whatever reason in general. But I do fear women stalking me as envy deranged skin crawlers who could harm me. Some people know me and because of the proximal relationship say and do shit. I do fear for me sometimes. I am the most distanced person you can ever meet in social circles except if I recognize you based on reasoning and intellectual understanding. People say and do a lot of shit around me and it’s unfortunate I don’t have an intellectual mate to relieve the sickening bullshit I experience. Here is the survey of who stalk me:
#1. Hispanics
#2. Asians, Native Indians, Indians and people of color in general
#3. Caucasian Females
#4. Black women (the only proximal set)
I think, and I may be wrong here, that black women are the least likely for 2 possible main reasons #1. They are the least privileged and therefore have more problems to mind than wondering why this black woman is so different. #2. They figured whatever freak I am or say I am, I am one of them. Except for some who are evil and envious seeking nothing but my destruction. No doubt I am one of that but I am certain as the differentiating x, I am not necessarily them. I can’t stop stalkers but I know harm is possible from it. Envy, evil and vile almost killed me once. I don’t like it because no matter what, they cannot stop me from being who I am. They have failed because in homelessness, away from a lot of privileges, I am still me. I don’t see stalking as a good thing at all. Maybe this goes down a little after this. I hope so. I hear privileged women do a lot of shopping. Meanwhile, please help achieve justice so I can be more productive and more secure. Justice matters to me.
I will debut longer form personal, experiential, and spiritual essays next year. I want to continue to do meaningful work. Help me conquer those who steal life, labor and liberty. Thank you.
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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