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Everybody’s Stupid, CDXXII

Sometimes, songs sound so in sync with specific situations that something seems supernatural about their alignment with everyday events and everyone’s existence. However, in most cases, typical things that resonate with your reality are a reflection of regularity and the recurrence of the everyday events from everyone’s existence. Nevertheless, in my case, the conspirators and co-conspirators’ collaborative efforts to eliminate my excellent existence by evoking fear, frustration, and fury through fabricated everyday and extraordinarily exaggerative events involves singers and songwriters corresponding to create and compose songs that are indisputably inspired by my specific situations. Still, there are several songs from way back in the day with lyrics that absolutely align with my attitude under certain circumstances. Like, “Come and get it, shitted on villains by the millions! I be catchin’ bitches while bitches be catchin’ feelings! So, what the fuck am I supposed to do?! I’ll pop bottles and hot hollow-points at each and all of you! A heartless bastard, high and plastered! My style is like the reaction from too much acid! Never come down, pass it around, you can’t handle it! Hang Hollywood niggas by their Soul Train laminates!” First, stop sleeping on x-to-the-z Xzibit. Second, not every experience is exclusive. With that, whenever you’re weary, worried, wrenched, wrathful, or whatever, and you think nobody understands you, searching for a song that’s situationally similar is sure to set you straight. But that notion, the idea that everybody experiences similar shit, is central in the conspirators and co-conspirators’ cover-up. However, what the fuck does this have to do with that? Let’s test your reading and comprehension skills, again. If this and that are two totally different things, but both this and that are typically experienced by everyone, and conflating common circumstances is observed as ordinary—even if this and that ain’t the same shit—then confusion coming from comparing and contrasting common circumstances that aren’t always aligned isn’t out of the ordinary, right? I hope y’all can catch my drift here. By design, the creators of chaos and confusion are close enough to their creation to clear the confusion that they created, especially when everybody else is completely clueless. If you don’t know that the clarifier created the confusion that they’re clearing up, you’re completely clueless to their connection, and you’re unlikely to be suspicious of said bullshitter selling you a bunch of bullshit. If confusion occurs often and is observed as ordinary, any asshole with an average amount of authority can create circumstances to simulate situations seen as common while leaving no clear cause for concern, and they’ll tell the tale of this and that being typical if the target of their contrived circumstances calls for concern—often denying duplicity despite their deliberate decision to disguise their diabolical desires in everyday events to dodge detection. To tie this together better, think of a thief trying to help you locate “lost” belongings that you don’t know they stole. Essentially, it’s hiding in plain sight. Pedophiles pursuing professions as pediatricians, cruel and callous cowards with criminal cravings chasing careers as cops, and slithering snakes sticking by your side until it’s safe to strike are examples of everyday evil fooling folks in their faces. Your honor, the conspirators and co-conspirators are simulating super stressful situations for the fuck of it and calling it normal and nonspecific “karma,” in addition to asserting that misery, meddlesomeness, pettiness, and puerility are parts of adulthood that I should accept if seeking significant success in society. Needless to say, fuck them, they should kill them motherfuckin’ selves, and I hope they all fuckin’ die! Anyhoo, somebody tell Hilary Duff I said hi, seriously. Also, shout-out to Stacey Dash, who is tacked to my timeline every day for whatever reason. I don’t want to keep naming names, because most of y’all are fake as fuck, and I’m definitely destined to destroy the deceitful dispositions of you and lots of your loved ones. That’s not threat, it’s an inevitability. Actually ignoring me instead of allusively attacking and subliminally slighting me every fuckin’ day while stealing my shit and pretending that me and my excellence doesn’t exist would have made much more sense. But like I said, we should never expect rational reactions and responses from irrational people. And soon…

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