You would love to pick my brain, wouldn’t you, Dr. Cheyenne Bryant (allegedly)? I don’t care to consume content from co-conspirators of a conspiracy against my consciousness, especially when motherfuckers meaningfully neglect to mention me by name. And for the record, I’m not nearly as negative and not nice as these niggas, niggettes, and nondescript nincompoops are making me seem by allusively accosting, annoying, and alarming me—causing me to “come correct.” Addressing the allusions that are aimed to anger, annoy, and alarm me is actually as meaningful as said motherfuckers’ neglecting to mention me by name. Again, the punk-ass police’s predictable patterns prove their premeditated plan and pitiful plot to put me in a pine box or prickly predicament. Plus, I believe that it’s prudent to put people’s predatory, petty, and pathetic performances on blast because every example of envy, enmity, and evilness is a lesson for lovers of learning. One of these days, I’m going to ram you readers with so many revealing “receipts” that the ridiculousness that I’ve been ridiculously riddled with will make the ridiculous reprobates who’re running this rebellion against righteousness look really, really retarded. A lot of you losers and lowlifes have a low IQ, not just the devilish donkey. Shout-out to “Stack 5,” the Philly rapper that rhymes with “Willy,” and all the other corny, clownish niggas who’re (allegedly) super “Stans” of the smart and savvy shining star that I am. Personally, I learned in elementary school that copycats can’t be cool “cats,” so that only shows how slow some of you suckers are. And salute to “Shay Shay” for staying strong after such a scandalous settlement following a salacious situation. Society nor Shannon should be ashamed of the sexual partners that they select. “Adult” is always an appropriate age to act as an adult. And as an advocate of autonomy, I appreciate anybody who is audacious enough to exist as an individual unapologetically in a world where being a wanton weirdo who is always worried about the wrong things is widely accepted. People wouldn’t only mind their own motherfuckin’ business even if it would make them multimillionaires! Speaking of millions, if you’re wondering why these wicked witches and warlocks haven’t hurried to hand me over a whole heap of hush money, it’s because the fuck-ass Feds are at the front of this fuckery and folks feel like they’ll be fine. I guess all these disturbing deaths, crazy and criminal coincidences, illegal interferences, triggering tarot readings, deliberately displayed doppelgangers, suspicious stalking and surveilling situations, castings and coercions, annoying and alarming allusions, parodies and plagiarisms, eerie experiments, and other outrageous offenses aren’t concerning to the country’s most crooked cops or their cruel and callous crowd of co-conspiring cretins. Anyhoo, among the many made-up and maddening messages from the tender tyrants’ targeted and triggering tarot readings that are meant to make me mad, manic, and murderous is trippy titles like, “they got a phony power of attorney,” and “they stole your inheritance,” and “they can’t stop watching you,” and “just stay patient and let God handle it,” which are words that are wisely chosen to work up any wrathful watcher who resonates with them. Theoretically, when one is vengeful and on the verge of violence, even the idea of God getting their revenge before them can rile them up and send them over the edge. Implications aren’t inherently impossible to interpret, so I can’t comprehend why the crooked cops would compromise their carefully concocted conspiracy with clear and comical chicanery. Silly sacks of shit, tricks are for tramps! Why don’t you children go have a bowl of cereal and watch cartoons instead of causing this country and its citizens so much chaos and confusion, like children? Damn! Doofuses are fuckin’ dumb. Do you know what rhymes with soon? It’s coon, buffoon, and doom. Remember? I said that already. Do you know what else I said already? It’s that I’m smarter than y’all and y’all got me fucked up. In life and learning, repetition is regularly repeating as a reminder of what to remember. Remember, “soon” can be as soon as…
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