My battery died. I recently purchased a phone through Ebay so I could “modernize” my camera which ended up being a fraudulent transaction. I wrote an article about this but did not yet publish. Ebay has screwed me before. I needed a new phone with a good battery and I would risk again having my account closed if I sought proper recourse, so here we are at this time. A great stopping point, any case. Stay tuned…
I remember I called my mom around August around the time of the riots of the George Floyd psyops. I don’t remember the specifics, but I remember how I felt. I remember the tensions coming from people whom I grew up with were at an all time high. People I grew up with. I remember collapsing on the ground after that phone call and I remember sobbing. I remember that some are still living in these tensions. I do not disregard my own tensions, but I remember growing up, what it was like. Growing up with the neighborhood kids, and extending on to my entire life, I remember the way I felt hanging out with my homies.
This summer, when and if ‘they’ try it again, don’t let them divide you. That’s what ‘they’ want. And who is ‘they’? Let us stop playing games. You know who ‘they’ are. We are all brothers and sisters, even some of ‘they’ who simply haven’t come back around to who we all are as children. Remember that when showing restraint. Remember the people you grew up with. Remember the people you didn’t grow up with who taught you to be as children again. Remember the way you felt. And forget the fabricated anger of ‘they’.
