For the record, there’s still a few upscale units available at 3 Somerset Lane, Edgewater, NJ 07020. Coincidentally, the property overlooks and is located along the New Jersey side of the Hudson River. Additionally, the lovely, lavish, luxurious condominiums just so happen to accommodate a few bullshitting podcasters that usually sit as a group of six. A coincidence is commonly a couple of unconnected circumstances that crazily correspond with each other. On April 10, 2025, a helicopter piloted by a black Navy veteran named Seankese Johnson plummeted and was pulverized to pieces after taking a plunge into the Hudson River. Six people—including three young children, their parents, and the pilot—perished in the painfully pitiable crash. In my opinion, the crash wasn’t an accident at all. The Feds don’t give a fuck about forcing folks and their families to falter and fall in order to forward the efficacy of their fear tactics. For y’all information, again, all of my electronic devices have been hacked and are monitored endlessly. I’m tech savvy, so I could block out the Feds if I wanted to, but then there’d be less circumstantial or “coincidental” evidence of them spying on me. And just so y’all know, the Feds will send their spying software straight to your susceptible devices through official operating system updates—it’s undetectable. Additionally, once they have hacked your home network and every device connected to it, they can set up a Wi-Fi connection near your home and secretly use their own internet to stay connected if yours ever goes out. If they install hidden surveillance equipment in your home, said equipment won’t use your network to transmit data. Even if they don’t have equipment hardwired into your appliances and outlets, they’ll turn anything in your possession that’s equipped with a microphone and/or camera into a monitoring device—tracking your movements if there’s GPS or a mobile signal to ping. Again, if you’re ignorant or unsuspecting, you’ll be oblivious. My writing and personality have a distinctive and discernible vibe, right? If you come across anyone who reminds you of me, especially if their discourse seems derivative of or directly parallel to mine, the Feds have been taking pieces of my posts before I publish them (from my PC and notes on my phone) and disbursing the details to their deceptive delegates. You-know-who and to whom it will forever concern know exactly what I’m talking about. They’ve even had acting creators on YouTube subliminally scold and scrutinize specific details from my posts, then backdated the upload dates to make it seem like those motherfuckers predicted the future or some shit. Y’all, once more, this scary scheme was supposed to take me out. If any of this sounds far-fetched, you wouldn’t survive such satanic and sadistic shit with your sanity. To make their victims seem vicious and volatile for valiantly and vibrantly volunteering vital information about vile psychological violence, the Feds construct conspiracies around their own crimes and cast cuckoo characters to convey messages of concern. For example, the YouTube and TikTok tarot readers that the Feds tell my unmentioned stories to have tried to trick me into thinking that this is typical terrorism that shouldn’t be taken seriously—as if it’s stupid to stand against something insupportable that so many sufferers succumb to. Essentially, the fuck-ass fools are fond of telling on themselves to taunt and tease those who they trigger and terrorize, truthfully thinking that they can’t be touched. Too bad y’all took it upon yourselves to fuck with someone, Beau Amoureux, who doesn’t give a fuck about you. “If you stand for nothing, you’ll fall for anything.” That proverb can be perceived in plenty of ways. First, it implies that if you’re immoral, it’s impossible for you to interpret inimical intentions that are implemented to inflict injuries on you or others. Second, it suggests that being stalled or steered off-course by stupidity will lead to loss. Third, it tells that trusting or toiling for terrible people is a thankless tribute. Be bold and brave, like Beau, bitches!
Speaking of falling for anything if you stand for nothing, which is more important and impactful—legalities or moralities? Like I always say, just because something is illegal doesn’t make it immoral. But not all immoral things are illegal, as many of them should be. How many laws are based on praiseworthy principles as opposed to preposterous preferences? Better yet, which dirty and despicable laws are definitely designed to give disreputable people immunity from their immoral acts? Whether y’all love it or loathe it, I’m not stopping until I’m satisfied. And be prepared to carry all that consternation and concern to the courthouse, along with all that cruel, callous, controversial criticism that you claim is constructive but only covertly communicate ‘cause you’re cowards. If being called a coward makes you cringe and you wish to coexist without conflict, confess your connivance to the world clearly and concisely, ‘cause it’s coming out regardless. In case y’all forgot, hip hop’s favorite podcaster, my estranged relatives, and other haters are for sure (allegedly) working with the Feds. Thinking back on all the “terrible tactics,” trying to take me out of my element, treading on my peace, and trapping me in a cycle of recuperation, what’s been worse—the arguable imprecision in my interpretations or the indecency and inhumanity in your deliberately disconcerting attacks? When the conveyance of culprits’ constructed confusion and chaos can cause a miscarriage of justice, somethin’ ain’t right. How much do you respect yourself? Self-respect is one’s assurance that they’re almost always acting in accordance with what’s appropriate and acceptable. The problem is, like with everything else, all actions and attitudes—no matter how inappropriate and unacceptable they seem to some—are appreciated by those who align with an actor’s agenda. It makes much sense for the menacing, malicious, and malevolent motherfuckers who make a living manipulating and mistreating the masses to make the law match their malign nature—making it mighty difficult to make mincemeat of their immorality. However, Rome wasn’t ruined in a day. Do you think it’s a coincidence that hip hop’s favorite podcast—who’re (allegedly) in cahoots with the country’s most crooked cops and complicit in the conspiracy against me—had a possibly pretended conversation about the bald-headed bitch “hopping a gate” and injuring his foot after being pursued by “hip hop police” because of an alleged restraining order violation days before Atlanta-based rapper Young Scooter died in a slightly similar scenario? By the way, if you don’t know, Atlanta is my city of origin. And the lying-ass loser, a black woman named Demetria Spencer, who made the fallacious emergency call that ultimately led to Scooter’s untimely death has been arrested and charged with “transmitting a false public alarm.” Y’all, the Feds feel like folks will believe that I’m a fanatical fool for focusing on all the fabricated foolishness that they’re putting together and praying to pass off as crazy “coincidences.” As if y’all need to take my word for demonstrable deceit that’s discernibly disturbing. “Stupid is as stupid does” means that stupidity is shown in the stupid shit that stupid people do. A while back, I told y’all about the collection of “coincidences” that I was continuously coming across, with many of the connections being conversed on camera. Like this one, with hip hop’s favorite podcast discussing how some members of the cast arrive to work with “brake lights broke, fender bender, hood smashed.” Here’s a few pictures of the Dodge Challenger that I was driving at the time of that podcast episode, peep the “fender bender” and “broke” brake light. I promise, I can confirm my connection with countless coincidences conversed on the aforementioned podcast and others associated with the Feds’ “fabricated foolishness.” Just as a reminder, when you see underlined words, they’re links to “receipts.” And to make it clear, I don’t fuck with those niggas! I don’t need anyone to speak for me or on my behalf. I write all my posts, word for word, personally and without assistance from software. If you hear something about me that doesn’t come from me, chances are it’s a motherfuckin’ lie. Keep lyin’, I dare you! Peace.