Unfortunately, God ain’t got y’all, and you ain’t gon’ be alright! Financial freedom affords affluent cowards and cretins the comfort of cheap conservation and contentment in complacency, especially while chaos continues amongst the world’s warriors as soldiers are slain for standing strong against the miserable, meddlesome makers of unnecessary, unnatural disasters. In my opinion, Renee Nicole Good was targeted and taken out to send a sinister message: “The United States government gives no fucks and gets gory for the glory!” That’s not new news, though, right? Your honor, the contrived coincidences connected to casualties clearly or conceivably carried out by the country’s chief conspirators could be considered intentionally intimidating, correct? In that case, I’ve been consistently concerned for my safety and sanity. To the careless co-conspirators, if it “ain’t that bad,” publicly proclaim your proud partnership with the punk-ass police, the part you’re playing in perpetuating the planet’s problems, your compensation for cooperating in this conspiracy and its cover-up, and how frequently the Feds forward spooky, sadistic, and sometimes silly scripts that are full of fuckery and foolishness for you to annoy and alarm me with! If telling the truth terrifies you, it’s definitely because you’ve done disgusting, disturbing, disgraceful, and downright despicable deeds that you’ve sworn to secrecy. Imagine imagining that comical commentary, light-hearted laughter, and spurious smiles centered around atrocious, abominable acts being deliberately disguised through allusive attacks and subliminal slights isn’t indicative of diabolical deviancy. Hiding hatred is harder than having hordes of happiness haters fake friendliness as they relentlessly rebuke a righteous rebel for resisting oppression. Yes, you read that right. It’s stupid to believe that having a heavy hankering for humiliation that’s provable through a past of perpetual pettiness and puerility is dismissible and doesn’t deserve to be acted against. Y’all sit on your annoying, alarming asses and pass judgment like the judicial system and juries are only as valuable as your weird, worthless, oftentimes offensive opinions. Your honor, these thick-witted thieves tirelessly trying to trigger me into tirades and terrorism has taken a toll. It’s obvious that never noting my name while stealing my stories, regurgitating my remarks, and ignoring my persistent pleas for peace was meant to make me manic—put me in a permanent psychosis. Lenard “Charlamagne” McKelvey and his cruel, callous colleagues are absolutely aware of what they’re doing, I’ll prove it beyond a reasonable doubt, and the casualties connected to this crazy conspiracy are a testament to the psychological sickness-inducing strategy that they’re aiding in advancing. Get the fuck out of here! For the record, the so-called “Epstein files” are a distraction—they don’t need to be distracted from! Jeffrey Epstein has been dead for over half a decade, the man isn’t a mystery, his celebrity connections are well-known, the victims’ justice came with his conviction and consequent coffin, there’s nothing new to discover or divulge, too many power people are pedos for the facts to meet the masses, Trump’s troubles with thots and anguished accusers have had their own chaotic cycle and convictions, and network news anchors have alluded to me a lot without addressing the allegations I’ve presented against the Feds and their flunkies. Your honor, everybody knows but nobody notices! Renee Nicole Good’s death said something else sinister: “If the United States government will kill a white mother of three for the fuck of it without care or consequences, why would we give a fuck about Beau Amoureux?!” Again, a fellow passionate poet and compassionate creative writer who wasn’t “mad” managed to make miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers angry enough to treat her as a threat just by frantically fleeing while fearing their fury. How much of reality is real? Charlamagne and his crew have what I would call puppet privilege. You’re comfortable because you get paid to pussyfoot and pretend while coddling conspirators and crooked cops who keep you close to control you. You’ve been bought off—you’ve sold your souls! Do you think I give a fuck about forcing you to face the facts in front of the folks you’re trying to fool? By the way, I’m not a hater, I’m the most hated. And soon…
Omniscience