Look What You DID! (Thirty-Three Years Old, Jacqueline Maycock, Fourth Generation MK Ultra Splitter) March 3, 2019

I was born into a shitty life.  My parents said that I was gifted, blessed, the sorry fuckers.  Blessed because I came from three generations of Splitters.  Well, I don't know about all of that, but all I can tell you is that starting at 27 years old things, nightmarish things, were overwhelming me.

I was being awakened from the trauma based mind control that I had been under all of my horrible existence.  Piece by piece, segment by segment coming to the fore of my mind.  And the powers that be were in trouble.  There are some things better off in a deep slumber than being awakened to the ultimate truth...and I wasn't even beginning to shake off the deep slumber I had been in.  But the pain was excruciatingly real.

It's been six years since I have contacted various authorities about my "perceived" reality.  Six years and the same sorry ass statement has been said to me and my various attorneys over and over, "Nothing can be done due to National Security."

Fucking fine!  Every fuckin body is fired, relieved of their fuckin so-called duties!  There is no justice save for the one I have in my heart which I am sure God put.  No more pain!  Just retribution and absolution for me and the rest.  God's will be done.

And the people in my relative pain are about to be visited with the utmost, "How you doing motha fuckahs?!" greeting that they will not soon forget...

(...to be continued)

Just Not My Type Of Nigga (Forty-Two Years Old, Malcolm McQueen) 2018

I’m tired of niggers that wear pagan tattoos.  

I’m tired of niggers that wear those fucked up braids.  

I’m tired of niggers who wear their pants half way down their asses.  

I’m tired of niggers who walk fucked up because they are trying to keep their pants up because of their given pants being voluntarily worn halfway down their asses.
I'm tired of drug dealing niggers.  

I’m tired of niggers complaining about being arrested for breaking the law.
I'm tired of ignorant entitled niggers. 

I’m tired of my people not understanding that we are truly free…

I’m just tired of most of my fellow niggers.

Nothing Left To Do But To Start Killing...(Thirty-Six Years Old, Homicide Detective Michael Delpher, Special Classified Unit, IMPD) Tuesday, February 14, 2017

He didn’t know how he had gotten into his current profession that he was ensconced in now.  Well, he guessed that he did, but more than anything else he wondered, ‘Why?’.  But again, he knew the answer to that query.  He had been knowing the answer to that enigmatic question ever since that fated first day in the unit at precisely 3:33 pm, Sunday, February 14, 1999, the day he had lost all of his lunch,  he had lost all of his religion and, most importantly, he had lost all of his mental virginity…

No Need To Worry. I Am The Truth...(Deuce) August 25, 2018

There will be those who speak ill of the Creator;

Thy know what the truth must be.

There will be those who scoff at the name of our Creator;

Thy know what the truth must be.

There will be those who rely on folly and sin; 

Thy know what the truth must be.

There will be those who laugh when there should be much sadness; 

Thy know what the truth must be.

There will be those who avow that thy children are filled with madness; 

Thy knows what the truth must be…

As I promised,

I will come and save you soon.

"Oft Times I Can't Stand My Own Black People!" BBP 2017

Niggahs are fuckin pitiful! Whah?  Yea, I know I’m a niggah too!  The fuck you talkin too? I the fuck knows who I be, mothah fuckah!  Best believe that shit! Will it make yo sorry ass more comfortable by saying, we niggahs or US?  Fine mothah fuckah!  Fuckin fine! 

Can I continue with your no count havin ass?  Thank you!  Good goddamn!  Some muh fuckahs, I tell you the truth!  Anyway, US niggahs! Satisfied mothah fuckah?  Good!  Excellent in fact! 

We broke ass niggahs get on my mothah fuckin nerves! Owwww!  Actin all pitiful and shit!  Y’all do know that slavery went away some forty years ago and some shit!  You do know that right?  You do?

Well what about racism? That shit is two whole different mothah fuckin things goddamnit!  Ain’t nothin stopping yo Broke Black Ass from reachin yo fuckin potential!  Absolutely, positively…nothin!  Mothah fuckahs that are free don’t do unlawful things!  What do I mean?   Shit, I mean, that to do unlawful things one has to break the law, and in order to break the law, one has to be a citizen not a fuckin nigger slave.  A slave doesn’t have rights; therefore,  a nigger cannot break the law because of their lack of citizenry.  So, in order for one to break the law one is working in adverse to the confines of the law which they belong, which yo Big Black ass surely now workin within or without of, or you could not break said laws.

 

So quit with the mothah fuckin blame game mothah fuckin black ass niggahs!  Well, you’s a light skinned niggah that’s why you’s talkin the shit that you talkin!  No, midnight, I’m talkin this shit because no mattah the color yo light or dark skinned ass is just known as bein a niggah to a white mothah fuckah with yo black greasy head ass self!  Don’t you understand!  Will you ever?  Of course not! 

That’s why our sorry asses had the most viable property, the inner city of any major city, and callin foul by the white city government and state government taking it away from our tired black asses because yo sorry ass didn’t know what cho ass possessed and how, with yo nigger ass, to keep the property up...  But, somehow, with yo free adult Black sorry ass, the white mans still takin advantage of our sorry "enslaved" free niggah asses!..

The Fuck times ten!  

Oneness (Fourteen Years Old, Chloe Elaine Hopson) July 6, 2020

Discoursing about what is the truth is not the truth, it is not the topic of note. The truth is the truth; no matter the political affiliation.  So why do we have political parties if they are really working for the 'greater good'?  Why indeed!  Because the truth will prevail.  Always.  But we have forgotten that little truism that has stood the test of time.  But it is high time to remember it again.

Nothing can outlast the truth!  Nothing!  The truth is timeless, everlasting!  Tried and proven!  C'est tout!

Just pray!  And Our God will reveal the truth unto you; whatever life's human travail leads Us to "...let no man put asunder."

Business Is Still Fucking Business (Deuce) 2018

“The deed is done,” I said.

“Now that’s a statement that needs to be celebrated.  What will you have?  What will you have?...” Lyor Cohen asked me snapping his fingers after each rhetorical question he had posed.

“I don’t drink,” I said simply, with nothing to read in my voice or my face.

“You don’t drink?  Is that a fucking joke or some shit?  Everybody, fucking drinks. ” Lyor said to me.

I didn’t respond.  That’s how I am; a man of very few words. He should have known from my references or maybe they didn’t know either.  Or maybe he was such a dick they didn’t inform him of one of my little idiosyncratic ways that I possess.   

And based on the short time I had spent with him I could see why, anyone with any sentient behavior would recognize this guy was a straight dick.

 

But I’s don’t really give a fuck.  Where is my fuckin money Jew Boy!?  But I didn’t say that to him either.  Hell no!  What I said is what I had been saying most of the conversation, nothing.

  

If my money was not produced in the next five minutes, this niggah would kill this fuckin entitled Jew, walk out and get ghost; then kill every single possible referral whom could have referred me to this still titty-nippled sucking mother fucker...

(...to be continued...)

Fresh Air (Fifty-One Years Old, Broke Black Prophet) December 30, 2016

Another year as a witness my Dear Sweet Sistahs and Brothahs!  Another fuckin year!  Yah heard may!  I know that you did.  But that’s what, to me, is becoming more transparent; more clarity is setting in about this here bigger picture.

 Shit, you got Pizza Gate, ubiquitous nasty pedophiles; President Trump; The Mandela Effect; False News with the Major Networks; Propaganda in “Free” USA; The Russian Blame Game; Flat Earth Evidence;  Lies, on top of lies, on top of lies…well shit, no wonder this world is fucked, the fucked up!  Everybody in this piece, not peace, confused like a mothah fuckah!  And the beats just keep on getting heavier! 

Am I tired…sure, but just like everybody else; that’s all; no more, no less. 

Fifty-one years to this day I was born into this…shit!  And the smell hasn’t gotten any better.  The environment still as fetid smellin as when I had taken my first breath comin out of my Mother’s Holiest of Holy’s.  Now what?

Well, all I can tell you My Dear Sweet Sistahs and Brothahs is, in my truth, the older I get, the more outward I get.  What do I mean?  I mean, in my youth I was a selfish mother fucker!  Straight up!  Inward like a mothah fuckah!  Life was about my existence and the pleasures this life had to offer me, and fuck everybody else!...  Shit, I’m just tellin truths!  Too old not to. 

And I guess that’s what I’m tryin to convey to all of you...when the fuck does your ass find out about who you really are and what the fuck you have to add to this still stank-ass-funky ass life?  

What?  Just to be like everyone else and keep breathin this rank life and one day die?  Noooooo!  Fuck that and the cat in the hat!  My truth, there has to be more than this shit I have been breathing for the past fifty-one years.  Gotstah find some Life Air Freshener!  

Make a mothah fuckah or two understand this life ain’t all about this shit we’ve been breathin into our lungs!  Start sprucing up this place one mothah fuckah at a time!  And finally get rid of this shit smell for good!

And it starts fifty-one years to the day I was birthed…but better late than never...

(...to be continued...)

Save US...We Are All Drowning! (BBP) January 21, 2017

Fuck you!   Fuck you!  White America!  You are drowning and no one is trying to throw you a life preserver!  These other “Global” fuckers want you to fuckin die!  And you just don’t give a fuck!  Goin the fuck under!  Glugg-glugg-glugg… The best you got? 

Talkin bout niggahs makin this nation what it is, a deplorable state, and you white mothah fuckahs are sellin this shit for fuckin peanuts, fuckin fiat money that ain’t worth the paper it’s printed on!  The fuck wrong with you mother fuckers?

Ain’t no niggahs in charge of this here U-S-of-fuckin-A!   The fuckin rich fuckin pedophile Brits done weaseled their asses right back into power clandestinely.   Have you ever just listened or read John F. Kennedy’s “Secret Society Speech”?  No?  The fuck!  It fuckin figures!

What about Obama?  Yeah, what the fuck about Obama!  You damn-dumb-simple shits.  Ain’t no Black mothah fuckah evah, since the existence of this America, been able to do shit without y’alls white asses cosigning like a motha fuckah!  What?!  You fuckin heard my Black fuckin ass mothah fuckahs!  A niggah can’t do shit without a white man’s sanction even to this very day, even if yo nigger ass is the so-called President of this USA!  Fuck y’alls white sorry-ass-denying-asses!  Fuck y’all!  Put any Black, Brown, Yellow…face in the mix, it’s the white mothah fuckahs makin-it-the-fuck-happen!  I gives a good god damn!  Look in the fuckin mirror goddamnit!  And you’ll see what is staring back atcha and realize what the truth really is:  “My own white people have been playing me and fucking me hard…without lube!”

Quit bein mad at our darky asses cause it’s y’alls sorry pale skin mothah fuckahs that are fuckin each othah and blamin the darkies for it!  And I say to you sorry mothah fuckahs:  “Quit lying to each other before it’s too fuckin late!”  We, the Black Americans, are tired of your blame.  This shit is all your fuckin fault.  So, wake the fuck up and make the shit right!

We Black folks still for some reason got our hand out for you to accept to join us in this broke plight that we all non-rich are in!  Keep rejectin it if yah wannah!  But it will be a sad fuckin day when that same hand you been rejectin is the same hand you witness goin under with your denyin white ass with our look of: I told your mothah fuckin stupid ass it ain’t evah been bout no damn racial shit!  Glugg-glugg-glugg…

Just Kickin Rocks (BBP) Friday, January 20, 2017

On the fields of cotton everyone’s plottin.  Dreamin of Freedom cause you really don’t need’em.  Feed’em something sweet and sour every hour.  Cotton mouthed gone south to rebel the hell of the treasonous ways of this here U-S-of-A.  But it’s okay.  

You just gottah walk…

Sashay and go away for a day or more.  Vacay to a beach and snore.  One cannot teach the repetitive nature of absconding this farce of life to keep the sanity.  But you gottah keep it movin, groovin to this funky beat blaring, hammerin never stammerin with the quick wit that it emits tellin you how it is.  This existence never lies...and that's no surprise....

You just gottah keep bobbin your head and walkin...quit with all that fuckin talkin.

(Created while listening to: Zhu "Generation Why")

The Redeemers (BBP) 2017

The farther a man goes up the ladder the more shit that same man has to do to climb up that same ladder.  

One might say that the ladder is nothing save composed of wood or aluminum and rungs which one man would use to climb upward.  Well, yo ass would be wrong.  

You see, it’s all about where one is trying to get.  

One is thinking in the traditional sense where one needs some aid to advance; albeit in an upward fashion because one is only so tall; ergo, one needs assistance to make it upward to whence one would like to ascend.  

But what about a depraved mothah fuckah that’s not trying to ascend?  Has your ass ever thought of that?  No, I'm sure, quite the adverse.  

I have investigated time and time again where one needs that same ladder to aid, not to ascend, but to descend.  Yes, this is all truth.  Ascension and descension are the same depending upon the space which one has to traverse to get to where one aspires to be.  You might be asking yourself, “Why would one want to descend, if one lives on earth?  Why would one want to work in adverse instead of progressing upwards toward the light?"  

Oh, you pure ignorant soul of this earth.  That is such an unforgettable naïve and pure human response to this man-made darkened existence we call life.  But let me tell you something.  There are people that exist such as, myself.  Yes.  Positively.  I am one of the many Redeemers on this earth.  And the evil that is spreading forthwith will be just as expeditiously abated by ones just like me. 

And I’ll show you how…

Broke-Sorry- Ass American Bitches! (Anonymous) December 19, 2016

People worrying too fuckin much about what another mother fuckah’s doin instead of taking care of what is proximal: within the space which they take up; given a twenty mile radius.  That’s all.

 Believe it or not; most people work and die within a twenty mile radius from where they were born and grew up.  I said most motha fuckah!  Can’t stand these mothah fuckahs that just dismiss when you say some shit like that…Most goddamnit!  They ain’t listenin!  Well, I know a friend of mine, now the boyfriend’s mother other-childs-mother’s father…The fuck?   Again, I said most damnit!  I don’t know my Dear Sweet Sistahs and Brothahs! 

Shit!  We got Trump damnit!  Do you understand?  You better recognize?!  Trump?  Puh-leeze!  Putin finally going to make some White House visits cause a mothah fuckah speaks Melania’s same language Comrade…shit!  Yah know?  Givin all kinds of fuckin US secrets to the mothah fuckah and the president of this here United States has not a clue cause he don’t speak fuckin Russian like his wife does, a wife that is now getting dicked down by Putin?!   Putin-it on Melania!  You stupid…  Just another limp dick, short, old, sorry-ass, ugly, quasi-rich…white man that doesn’t have a damn thang to loose…other than like Mortimer and Randolph on Trading Places, we, the American people are just another bet,  that the real rich lost with the example of note:

 “Mortimer, I bet you I can get this Nouveau rich, Trailer Park mother fucker elected as President!”

“Ridiculous Randolph!”

“How much you wannah bet Mortimer?”

“Oh, the standard…”

“A dollar again.”

“You got that right!”

“You’re on!”

We can only support the mothah fuckah and hope for the best.  Cause America’s electorate voted for the mothah fuckah!  Not US!  So fuck it!  You won that mothah fuckah on a bet…well goddamnit to hell, let’s see if yah cash in on the bee-atch!