Time is tickin’! Remember, when you’re tired of me telling the truth, tell the truth. And if you think you have a choice, watch the news. When recognizing reality rationally and realistically, seriousness is a sign that someone sees the significance or severity of a situation. Sadly, it seems that y’all simple selves simply can’t see the significance or severity of this situation. I figure it’s fair to fathom the fact that famous and fortunate folks don’t fight the feeling to fall back when the feces and the fan are acquainted. Nevertheless, none of you notable or normally noble nitwits and nincompoops knew not to be nonsensical next to the nation’s nuttiest nutjobs or had the nuts to nix this nonsense. Why? There’s nothing nice about not noticing how normalizing nonsense creates common conflict, especially while you’re collaborating and continuing completely cooperatively with conspirators. Your Honor, whatever recognition of reality these unreasonable, unrealistic, unstable creatures recently received, it’s because Beau don’t break. Again, my survival and subsequent success were seemingly seen as impossibly achievable. Believe it or not, nearly all the content that I consume contains cryptic communication. And like I said, there’s no real reason to hide harmless and helpful messages in subliminal slights and allusive attacks, and everything that everyone involved in this indisputable inequity semi-secretly says is harmful enough to have any humble human feeling helpless. Y’all, with the revealing receipts I’m retaining, not a juror or judge in this giant galaxy would rule against me unless they’ve been initiated or intimidated—which would jeopardize justice. Do you know how I know y’all are stupid? It’s because you refuse to stop being stupid, regardless of the ramifications and repercussions. Rest in peace to Diamon-Mazairre Robinson, Jasmine Crockett’s former security guard, who sadly succumbed to several swift shots by SWAT during a scary standoff. Protecting people requires steady seriousness and situational awareness, both of which can be exaggerated to extremes when excessive ego, dutiful destructiveness, and an abundance of adrenaline are present. De-escalation doesn’t require destructiveness, even when ending a dangerously escalated event is simplified by shooting someone. In the slain security guard’s case, he dumbly drew a weapon when approached by authorities, effectively making the serious situation life-and-death. Still, the punk-ass police’s history of hatred and harassment, partiality and profiling, murder and mayhem, and much more is as indisputable as the insufferable inequities inflicted on me by the country’s most crooked cops and their conspiratorial commanders—who’re conspiring against me. History is heavily documented—with facts, footage, and evidence of endless evilness being readily available and easily accessible. Your Honor, I believe that the Feds and their flunkies are foolish enough to attempt to use the evidence of everyone’s everyday experiences with endless evilness against me, even though I’ve provided plenty of proof that shows said Feds and their flunkies fabricating scandalous stories—some stolen from me—and making them very viral. Anyhoo, salute to all the niggas and niggettes toting trophies after the Academy Awards. It’s hard to hate on honorable humans who make movies mocking me. Did I tell y’all that I was on the set of “Black Panther” in Atlanta? Fun fact, they actually shot some scenes in an ally in walking distance from “Magic City.” Speaking of nothin’ but niggas, if “The Slap” wasn’t some silly, staged stunt that two of America’s funniest fellows are ashamed of admitting, I hope their rumored rendezvous to resolve that popular, petty pat on the cheek sets a much-needed example. As for the bickering beefs between rappers, I haven’t heard many of your totally telegraphing blow-for-blow bars, but Papoose is probably the best bar-for-bar beat bully from Brooklyn (currently living). However, like “The Slap,” something seems suspicious about his relationship with the “GWOAT.” I don’t believe you, you need more people! Honestly, I’m bored with bullshit, unless it causing comprehensive change—like my courageous crusading. If major news networks ain’t changing their names, popular podcasts ain’t leaving prominent platforms to protect their profits, your influence ain’t inspiring already influential people, and shit ain’t shakin’ because of something significant you’ve said or done, sit down and shut the fuck up! To be real, everybody can’t be great. And soon…
Omniscience