Sunday, January 21, 2024

Mr. Nursery Rhyme, I called myself Clean.

So, I intentionally keep some violent secrets when being forcefully provoked by a particular squandering "Fat," man, mainly figuratively speaking "fat." I deserve to take some dig at your appearances, but this isn't about that and it wasn't that I was going to call you literally fat. .... You've made several serious mistakes with me Mr. Nursery Rhyme. Mistakes that I've never forgiven and mistakes that make me get over a man in a snap of a finger. You made the choice to mark yourself as a clear enemy. Besides of that fact, is the fact that I hate being held under. I mostly look at you as an inadequate belligerent yet sober "Butch." I hate being held victim to the worst judgement, reasonings, excuses against myself. "Squandering," as the word may be and "squandering," that most actions are. .... Just to let you know, I have had my own personal stern-ness and yells against unfairness. That being said, I feel that there are times I know I am being tormented/ tortured but what tortures or torments me isn't always seen. Some people forget just how much of things being seen or unseen makes a major and significant difference. It's such a serious crime with the way some stories aren't all there or are just plain one-sided. If there is a person to torture someone, that person has to have their own common sense to know that the person being tortured most likely will have a reaction, post-reaction, or even silence for their own sake. The person who tortures and expects no reaction other than loyalty or forced defeat is a Gadaffi Moammar. As much as I've yelled at communism and dictatorship before, its just like I can't break through to some people the way they are being. ... So where does all this lead? To an explanation for my piece of mind and your piece of mind even though I don't think you deserve it. I cared to scream against unfairness and dictatorship. I care to make you understand the scene and circumstance of torture. I might have taken a side with Malcolm X years ago and I agree that there are so many dangerous comparisons out there and people should seriously not compare. It is a scene of torture, not a scene of sincere religious ceremoney. I have been reviled against before for not hitting back enough. I feel the paranoia more from the cops and FBI, and I believe they call it contempt or will to murder. I know I wouldn't deny being in rage or enraged in some instances. Some instances I have a severe sovereign and silent respect for myself where words cannot express the way I feel on the inside. I don't want to go on another long rabbit trail with wars and murder have purpose but I will say there are many times I know I have deserved the right to defend myself and the times I feel denied or blackmailed against my own human rights. It's not that I've ever agreed. It's a reason I feel a missing person or someone who can't live with a truth I know I have and I feel a victim of dictatorship. A lot of times anymore, I'm too vain to be defensive. Ok, not really vain, but I think people are just ridiculous or Karen's and talking to some people is just a waste of time. ...... I reflect on you, if you meant to take a particular trail of reason, it's some sense of reason, but it's not reason enough or full story enough. It's a pile of blame where I know I don't feel considered enough and you look jealous for me to be in bondage. Son of a Bitch, I know I'm clean. (P.S. I've never considered myself a raging alcoholic or having an alcohol problem. Some deadbeats will to put his problem on me.)

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