Pain puts purpose into perspective. I’m currently crippled by continuous cramps and sustained stiffness that remind me how important mobility is. What’s the point of strength and stamina if something as simple as a strain can stop muscles from mattering? Well, there’s no right or wrong answer to that question. The point is, the purpose of something is definitely determined by one’s ability to actively effectuate it. Because if something’s useless, it has no purpose, right? And guess who’re the most useless motherfuckers on the planet? Anyone without a purpose in your life. I’ve told the conspirators and co-conspirators time and time again that I don’t give a fraction of a fuck about them, yet they’re still stuck on stupid. Weird, weak, and worthless is what I’ve called the creeps and sheep following the very viciously violent, villainous, vile, verifiably certifiable cowards that they claim to despise. If putting two and two together is tough or tiring for you, you’re the type to be taken. The mentally ill, miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers manipulating malleable minds in this crazy conspiracy are subsequently separating the ones from the twos. Unfortunately for y’all, I’m the only one! Get y’all two asses the fuck out of here—we don’t match! Anyhoo, Corey Holcomb, like I said, people don’t care enough to cancel you because you ain’t shit. You’re not funny, not smart, not helpful, not likable, not respectable, and not fuckin’ important. Again, what’s wrong with you niggas?! Remember, playing stupid is the perfect plan for having smart people perceive you as such. The unsolicited, unprovoked allusive attacks and subliminal slights scripted specifically to “secretly” annoy and alarm me are ceaseless and coming from every faction of entertainment. And to make it even more fucked up, mentally ill, miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers and their mindless minions are toiling to make everything I do and say about them. For the record, I hate you motherfuckers, and I mean that from the bottom of my open, always affectionate heart. There’s nothing y’all can say or do to change my conscious conclusion. And when I’m finished forcing the facts to the forefront, I ain’t gon’ be the only one who hates you. On a positive note, resting has really helped my mind unwind. Silence and serenity are my solace, and as poetic as that’s put, the effects are just as appealing. Rest in peace to James Ransone and Isiah Whitlock Jr., and shout-out to Sonja Sohn—who shouldn’t take this crazy conspiracy lightly. Sonja, I saw that, and being complicit in the cover-up of a crazy conspiracy ain’t cool. They’re trying to make it all seem like a joke to suggest that I’m super sensitive and overreacting, but nah. Maestro and MBJ, what it do? Obviously, these miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers don’t want anyone forming original opinions about me. That’s too bad, though, right? Y’all, this shit ain’t happening for no reason—somebody knows how powerful my influence can be and they tried to stop it at every cost but murdering me. But they for damn sure attempted to stimulate suicidal thoughts. I’m never going to stop telling the truth, so whatever it is y’all are insinuating you’re going to use against me, just fuckin’ do it! You have no credibility, you’ve involved everyone from nosy neighbors, to ridiculous relatives, to pontificating politicians, to who knows who else, and I’m a loving, law-abiding citizen. Britney Spears and Amanda Bynes constantly come to my mind when wondering what exactly happened to some of my favorite celebrities. Please don’t let these cowards convince you that stalking, surveilling, defaming, and destroying people comes with celebrity. Once again, is this what life is, or is this what the fuck y’all are making it? Side note, Kenan and Kel, what it do? I want to be more positive but these miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers are so weak and weird that they think positivity makes people pushovers. If you were confident and weren’t worried about being conquered or controlled, you wouldn’t force fights while faking fortitude. You’re weak! And soon…
Omniscience