Drama enthralls because it’s eternally explosive, exhilarating, and emotional—the excitement is entertaining. And drama-prone people are partial to partaking in petty and pressurizing predicaments primarily to prove points—pushing to portray themselves as a person who is powerful and persistently prosperous. Stupid people see living a soft, simple life as something sad—suggesting that smart people are sorry for seeking smooth and stress-free solutions. Sadly, some people are so stupid that they stay in silly drama so it seems that they’re steadily struggling to stay strong. Exuding excellence in one’s efforts to endure exemplifies efficacy—shows solid strength. In a stupid person’s minds, deliberately causing challenges and conquering them can create a sense of accomplishment while simultaneously showing courage. This is the basis of bitchassness in black culture. If validation is verification that one’s actions are affirmed, and being “soft” and safe is shameful to niggas, niggas who seek other niggas’ validation will act affectedly (deal in drama) to be affirmed. As if this needs to be said, humans are horribly hateful and oftentimes have a hard time even loving themselves. Self-love shows through one’s steadfastness and sincerity. And people who love themselves long for longevity and a life full of lightness. With that being said, do you believe that self-hatred is systemic in societies where strength is shown in surviving one’s own stupidity? Let me answer that question for you by saying, duh! If you choose to live a hard life in an attempt to prove that you’re not weak, it’s because you hate yourself. However, if you traverse a treacherous path while truthfully trusting that it will take you to the top, that’s terrific. Anyhoo, shout-out to Loren LoRosa and Jess Hilarious, who are drowning in drama and demonstrably dislike each other—even if only temporarily. While I’m at it, shout-out to thick-ass Taylor—a “Breakfast Club” producer—and click here to see the doppelganger that the Feds found of her. Of course, it’s another tarot reader. Taylor, I saw you walking behind that little bogus-ass, bald-headed bitch yesterday, and if you aren’t pregnant, there’s a thin line between thick and tubby—respectfully. Now, let’s get to the nitty-gritty. First, The Breakfast Club is boring as fuck, regardless. But obviously, Loren is a more fluid and fitting host for fluently furnishing fun facts, forwarding famous news, and finding out shit or clearing up foggy details. Still, as her name suggests, Jess can be hilarious, and she has her own helpful hallmarks. Jess, honestly, your enthusiasm lacks at times, but that could be due to poor group morale. To your credit, it’s an early morning show, you’re surrounded by two old niggas and an opp who outshines you, and “the internet” is insensitive. I only watched a few minutes of the conversation, but I can tell you that your co-workers don’t coddle you or come to your defense because the commenters’ concerns are commonly correct. Ultimately, everyone—including Envy and the egg-headed envious one—agrees that Loren is superior. If you pay attention, you can see the apathy in bruh’s bald-headed-ass face, as he seems endlessly enervated. Those who need therapy have triggers that trouble them, and they think expressing emotion is an enfeeblement. The nigga is more negative than nice, right? He enjoys highlighting other people’s lowlights in that “teachable moment” segment, not because errors are educational, but because focusing on other people’s faults and failures confirms that others should feel as flawed as he does. Why not hold up the heroes and heroines of the world? But there’s something to be learned from the ability to detach from discouraging and destructive thoughts. And seeing what sucks in others can show you your strengths. Jess, you are a veteran influencer, a valuable asset, and a very funny commentator. So what if Loren is prettier and can read better? She’s not as raw and quick-witted as you, and you have far more fans and followers. There’s always a bright side.
In the next post, I’m coming with more personal drama and receipts. And if you think you’re sad and mad about what I’ve divulged thus far, this next shit is going to send you through the roof! “Word up! Federals got my phone and my house tapped. Praying that I fall for the ‘mouse trap,’ I doubt that!” Rest in peace to Big L. Hip hop has had a heavy impact on me, clearly. So much so, that I recognize hip hop culture’s inimical influence as an indisputable injury and injustice to its followers. Going back to the topic of living harshly to appear hard, how many people do you think put on a persona and pretend to be powerful when they’re really in pain? Masculinity is massively misrepresented among unintelligent men, which is why niggas think mistreating and mishandling each other is manly. Nevertheless, there are niggas that I will never respect, so I get it. What’s the most disrespectful thing that someone has ever done to you? Moreover, did you retaliate? Yesterday, many members of California’s infamous “Rollin’ 60s Neighborhood Crips” gang were captured under a federal investigation. In gang culture, turning informant is a punishable offense, even if you’re a victim reporting a crime committed against you. Can you imagine living with the mentality that keeping yourself safe, in the smartest ways, makes you inferior? Better yet, what sense does it make to put yourself in danger just so your peers will accept you enough to be worthy of their protection? Like I always say, niggas are backwards as fuck! And they systemically disrespect themselves with self-hatred—leaving no one foreign to retaliate against. Diverging slightly, how frequently do you find it difficult to focus? I try to post consistently on Sundays and Wednesdays, but sometimes my ruminative nature has my mind running races—marathons even. I don’t hate having a hefty capacity for information and interpretation, but pondering profusely can pause productivity. As I’m thinking, I’ve come to the conclusion that there’s a definite link between one’s willingness to figure things out for themselves and the ability to comfortably live independently. Again, I believe that most people are afraid of independence because it necessitates drafting their own blueprint. And I’m not talking about independence in the sense of being alone, but more so uninhibitedly operating as a liberated individual. If you haven’t noticed, I don’t give a fuck about any of y’all—your thoughts, opinions, expectations, traditions, etc. Is that why you’re all so fascinated by me? Yes, there’s a lot of freedom in not giving a fuck. Believe it or not, I spent years acting like I cared about people, and wondering why I didn’t care. Admittedly, it took me a long time to realize that it’s the idea that everyone should matter to everyone that turns me away from everyone. Not only do most people not think on my level, they don’t vibe up here either. In the spiritual sense, I’m always high. What’s the difference between being alone and feeling alone? I’ll continue to keep this simple. In my opinion, being alone is a choice. And many people who choose to do their own thing don’t want to be anywhere near people who don’t understand the freedom in it. On the other hand, feeling alone is symptom of being misunderstood. And people who don’t understand why being misunderstood makes people feel lonely are the reason why so many people are always searching for someone who understands them, which leaves them vulnerable and open to developing the trust issues that keep them alone. To sum it all up, if everyone weren’t so stupid, I’d be more friendly, and as someone who understands people better than most, there’d be a few less misunderstood people in the world. The smartest of us understand that we deserve better than to tolerate being misunderstood by a bunch of people who will never even know who the fuck they are! Peace.