Some people suggest that saying less and doing more is a sign of seriousness. Still, some people take themselves far too seriously, and subsequently they do way too much. Not to mention the motor-mouths who talk mumbo jumbo in marathons but never walk the walk. Balance is big for those who believe it’s beneficial. Shit, technically—to aid in the analogy—technology has made walking and talking simultaneously much simpler. But the way one walks and talks is bound to bring about bitterness and broadsides. What I’m saying is, everything that you do and don’t do will be scrutinized, as stupid people are smitten with searching for stuff that shows you shouldn’t be as secure as you seem. Insecure people indulge in indicating others’ imperfections, whether they’re corporeal or characteristic. One can be insecure about anything—a male and his masculinity, a female and her femininity, people and their physical appearances, folks and their finances, a person and their past, a tribe and their traumas, a family and their fights, etc. And the more uncertain and unconfident someone is about something, the less consideration and concern they have for certain and confident people. Believe it or not, that’s a big reason why the bitches in black (the Feds) and their big-mouthed, butt-kissing butlers (their flunkies) be hatin’ on Beau (me). Y’all, I bet you won’t believe how many true stories have been stolen from me and made super successful spectacles just to spite and suppress me. Remember, I’ve already revealed that “Reesa Teesa” and her sensational multi-part TikTok series of stories were strikingly similar to something that I’d shared some time before her shit skyrocketed on social media. Would you believe me if I told you that the Feds found her and fabricated the whole fiasco just to fuck with me? I admit that’s far-fetched, but why the fuck did the foolish fuckers find a doppelganger of the fabulous fabulist if her fake-ass stories about fibs and fickleness were faithful? Click here to see the soft-speaking spiritualist that could be “Teesa’s” twin. While I’m at it, here’s a fake-ass “Jae with the Fade,” and it’s a tarot reader. My timeline is teeming with trolls, and they’re all either popular or “plants.” If you missed it, Demaris and Melyssa have dubious, deceitful tarot-reading doubles, too. Some of the counterfeits are changing their channel names, but that shit ain’t gon’ help—don’t hide! Again, the Feds feed facts and fictions to their tarot readers to make their targets fearful and fed up. In theory, serial stalkers and slaughterers (the Feds) with real-time surveillance can supply so-called psychics with specifics on a subject as said subject stressfully watches a reading, which is surely meant to scare the shit out of them—sometimes making them suicidal. Apparently, there’s “no gender” in tarot—meaning references to respective circumstances are interchangeable if a gender is specified—and the readers regularly remind the listeners to only regard what resonates. I’ve found that the Feds routinely request for me to be referred to as a feminine, as I repeatedly resonate with clearly customized but cryptic readings that are generally geared toward the girlies. You can’t confuse someone with conspicuous cockamamie creations. Instead of stopping, the spooks are pulling out all the stops to stop me. It’s like they took the thought that “everybody’s stupid” and got everybody to get at me. How many of you malleable-minded minions have been madly manipulated? Better yet, how much money are you motherfuckers making from this madness? Imagine incriminating yourself by being intransigent while intending to inconvenience an innocent individual with insensitivity and ill will that you’ve been indoctrinated with. For real, I feel for fools who can’t feel for themselves. It must be tough being told what to tell those who can tell that you’re being told what to tell them. For the record, I would never have done any of the dumb shit that y’all are doing just to destroy the destiny of a dude that I don’t know. Whether you’re offended by my opinions or you’ve been offered compensation for your cooperation, fuck you! So, so soon…
Omniscience