For the record, your reading and comprehension skills will surely be tested thoroughly throughout the duration of this fight for my freedom. Also for the record, I was NEVER lettin’ this shit slide, and all y’all stupid for believing I would! Let’s get straight to studying the Feds’ shit show. So, to make their mocking, manipulation, bullshit, and botched brainwashing attempts appear amicable, I feel like the Feds felt like finding additional acting-ass assholes to allusively attack me would either make me consider their craziness comical, or have me crash out and lose credibility. In that scenario, their shit show would have been a success either way. But Beau (that’s me) doesn’t buy into bullshit from bullshitters. Eventually, after the primary and peripheral petty-ass, puerile podcasters couldn’t pick me off, every podcast that I was subscribed to on YouTube—even one’s that I never commented on or engaged with—began alluding to aspects of my life and happenings from my history that I’ve never shared. Which is a dead-ass giveaway that the Feds are fucking around and fooling with my mind, right? I want y’all to think about something. Why does everybody who’s anybody know who I am? Like, I could be lying about everything and there’d be no reason to have people acknowledge me (even allusively), right? If you’re following me, the facts make the fictions fishy, huh? Pertaining to the punk-ass police, I am sure enough to suggest that sometime somewhere down the line, someone sympathetic saw what was happening here and wasn’t having it. I suppose that sympathetic someone, or a slew of sympathizers, stood up and sought to set the record straight. Subsequently, to save themselves, the Satanists and soul-snatchers who started this shit show somewhat followed suit—or suggested that they would. Basically, I believe that once the bullshit was out the butt, the bitches in black (the Feds) began doing damage control while still stressing to sustain the shit show just to slight me because they’re spiteful about my soldiery spirit. In being caught, the Feds likely conceded to or concealed their complicity and corroboration, but never completely ceased their cruelty. Again, making the manipulation and manufactured madness mimic a minor misunderstanding, especially by simply suggesting that me not seeing this shit show as a saving grace or selling point is some sort of missed opportunity, is just more masterful manipulation. It’s a lot to process, huh? As I aim to avenge, I ain’t avoiding anything that could aid in the achievement of my aim. Like I said long ago, this was a lose-lose situation for you losers from the time you locked in. Anyhoo, the whole point of pretending is to steer clear of sincerity and circumvent being confronted with the truth. Why would y’all believe that beating around the bush and being bitches would help you beat the bountiful allegations? Should I tell the spectators how you shit show starters started switching up the stories with your triggering-ass tarot readers, trying to take the trauma-triggering from infuriating and insensitive to jolly and jocular, after I shared some of their channels? I’ll get to that soon enough, with “receipts.” I promise, I’m not just writing to pass time or pacify my passion for payback. I think that this very true story should be shared. Envy and entitlement will eat your enemies alive. Some people hate me because I find it hard to “humble” myself. In the Bible, it’s believed that the most badass angel, Lucifer, bucked the system because he believed he was better than the big boss. Lucifer, a lusted after and longed for leader, lost respect for the Lord because said lord’s rules and regulations didn’t lean toward liberty. Later, likening Lucifer to a lawless liability, the Lord banished the badass angel into blackness. Religion, much like government, is anti-autonomy. God doesn’t want you to be free, he wants you to follow him forever and never feel like deliverance is deserved. Do you know how I know y’all are stupid? It’s because you don’t discern that deliverance, by definition, means to be liberated and let go. How can you be set free if you’re stuck on serving your “savior?” Think about that. And don’t worry, I’m gon’ land this plane once I’m at…
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