Circa 1990. Thanks Aaron. Your Advice Couldn't Have Come At A Better Time In My Fucked Up life!

 I remember one of my oldest nephews, Aaron, said, "Uncle Meredith! You gottah see this shit man! The shit is funny as shit!...And interesting as hell." And when Aaron said the last statement it was kind of offhandedly like he, now, was thinking more about the movie than just farce!

"Whatcha got?"

"Uncle Meredith? "Pump Up The Volume"!"

"Pump what? Niggah I ain't evah heard of that shit! Hell naw I ain't spendin my hard earned money on that bullshit!"

"Unc! I'll go with you! Pay for the shit! You the type of mothah fuckah 'preciate this kindah shit!"

"You payin?"

"Yeah! The hell?!"

"I undahstand you gonnah foot the bill. But Aaron? That ain't gonnah give you no mothah fuckin right tah talk all through the mothah fuckin movie! You know how you do? "Check this out?" "Watch this!"...you know what I'm sayin!"

"Yeah! But listen! You gottah see this shit Unc! For real!"

"Bet!"...

Since it went from the theaters, to video, then DVD...now DVR!

I've watched and still watch that movie monthly!

And that movie, for what I was going through

Internally!

At that point and time in my life!

Changed 

My life!

And continues to do so!

Shiiiought!

Whatevahs clevah!...

(Peace! More to come...)

A long Walk

 Meander for awhile down this road of life.

Kick rocks!

 Deep thinking!...

With your earbuds in 

While listenin tah:

"Harlem River / Kevin Morby"!

Mothah fuckah can't sing fo shit!

But it works like a muh fuckah!

Just walk!

Think!

And kick mothah fuckin rocks for a lil

While!...

(Peace! More to come...)

Carry Your Own Fuckin Carry-ons!

 Oft times My Dear Sweet Sistahs and Brothahs,

My ass feels lonely as fuck!

"But chou married?!"

Don't got the fuck tah do with shit!

My wife will go to a restaurant and get Chilean Sea Bass!

Thee Holy fuck!

Ain't no way I'm gonnah spend or ordah 35 dollahs fo any fuckin thing I ingest!

Especially a mothah fuckin fish!

For her? Yes!

For me?! Fuck that!

"Just taste it?"

Fuck no! What the crack dealers suggest, "Just try the shit!"

Got that kindah money fo that bullshit!...

But she ain't me!

Alas;

I am not she!...

Anyways...

Yo shit!

Ain't cho spouse's shit!

Nor should it be!

Nobody wannah hear that noise? 

Especially when that person lives with you 24 and 7!

And especially when the person said "Yes" tah yo sorry broke Black ass! 

Nah, that's the kinda of shit that cha broke Black ass keeps inside!

Less, your spouse says some shit like, 

"For some reason I felt so lonely today!"

Shiiiought!

You too boo?!...

(Peace! More to come...)

On A Sour Note

 I absolutely love dill pickles!

Not just any dill pickles,

Preferably "Claussen"!

If my money ain't right, "Vlasic"!

And when I want tah go straight ballin on that ass,

"Shapiro's" pickles!

I still love those big ass pickles yo Broke ass gets from the convenient store in the individual plastic whole pickle servings? Reminds me of my childhood! Eat one of those shits all fuckin day long! Drink a lil pickle juice out the mothah fuckah, nibble on the pickle! Fuckin tasty as hell! Nevah worry bout that mothah fuckah spoilin! Now these shits ain't like the previous three mentioned! But they damn sho do the job in ah fuckin pinch! When a niggah jonesin!

"Jonesin fo a fuckin dill pickle?"

Fuck yeah! 

Worse than a fuckin pregnant woman!

Y'all already know I loves me some sauerkraut! Oh, shit! Don't get me started!

Olives of any fuckin colah!

And for some damn reason I like the pits in 'em! 

I like kinda doin work with my food!

I'm a flat kindah mothah fuckah onah chicken wing...

Shit! Don't ask me where the shit comes from!

"Shit! Don't look at me! That niggah writin! Not me!"

Yah see! You didn't have to say a God damned thing else!

"Fuck you Love! I done told yo Black sorry broke ass, 

I don't like pickles!"

How thah fuck we been gettin along all these years then?

"Niggah! 

Love!"...

(Peace! More to come...)

You! Are US!

 That's what it's all bout!

Just lil ol You!

And lil ol me!

Why do you think they give yo sorry ass a choice?!

Swipe left? 

Swipe Right?

Like?

Dislike?...

Because 

You!

Fucking Matter!

"Get it togethah babay!"

Sonshines!

Please!?...

And lets show'em how this shit really fuckin 

Works!...

(Peace! More to come...)

The Absurdity Of Man! II

The big three! 

I have deduced that:

Money ain't an essential motivator!

Look at the shit!?

Congress people makin ovah one-hundred-and-fifty thousand dollahs tah not do anything but fuckin

Talk! 

Plus benefits!...

Shiiiought!

And get three months off and dress to the nines?!

Sign my broke Black sorry ass up then!

Cause a niggah loves tah fuckin talk!

Make a ridiculous amount of money tah do so?

Senators and the president!

Clockin dollahs Sonshines!...

Check it?!

Yah ain't worked one fuckin second in ah mothah fuckin day mothah fuckahs!

Ain't shit got done!

And Y'all sorry lazy asses still gettin fuckin paid!?

God!

Damned!...

(Peace! More to come...)

The Absurdity Of Man!

 Let's take an American professional football player?

Makin sixteen million dollahs a year? 

Yo sorry Black ass makin one million fo an hour's work mothah fuckahs!?

And they got the nerves tah be bitchin!?

Practice!?

Shiiiought!

We done heard from the retired "NBA"'s Allen Iverson bout that shit,

"We talkin bout practice? Practice man!"...

Practice just the shit that keeps yah fit for that 

One

Fuckin hour of work!

I mean shit! Four quarters times fifteen minutes is what?

I thought so!

We ain't even gonnah get into the amount of time on offense or defense the team plays!

So!

A mill for less than an hour's work!?...

Yo sorry Black ass makin a fuckin mill fo that shit!

Seriously!?

Still bitchin bout the management and the work environment!?

And still with yo professional Black sorry ass,

Fo "workin" less than one hour million's work ah fuckin hour?!...

Still!

Fuckin losin?!

Shiiiought!

I'll be God damned!?...

(Peace! More to come...)

Tabula Rasa

 If you are going to question!

If you are going to research!

If you are trying to understand The Holy Bible!...

Wipe the slate!

Clean!

And

Do it!

But, 

Do it,

Sans conditional governance!

Or what's the fuckin point?!...

(Peace! More to come...)

"D. C. Stephenson"

 Read about the mothah fuckah and his lineage while the information is still out there!

The mothah fuckah wasn't no damn "White" man!

Dig a little bit!

We'll be all right!

Believe me!

Everything is gonnah be just fine Sonshines!

And, as you and I both know,

It's about fuckin

Time!...

(Peace! More to come...)

Get That Shit! My Niggahs!

 The best time tah gather the truth is

Now!

Tomorrow?

Shiiiought!

A niggah never 

Knows?!...

(Peace! More to come...)

The Final Mental Meltdown! Some of Us Do Stills Reads! And Writes!

 I ain't that type of niggah!

Fuck!

That!

Muh fuckahs wantstah read documents of so-called truths on vlogs, 

As evidence of what the fuck is goin on?!

Bro!

If my ass really concerned bout the shit yo Black sorry broke ass spittin?!

Why would I be clockin yo shit niggahs and nigresses?!

Shit niggahs and nigresses!

I know how tah sho nuff fuckin read!

And tah do the fuckin research!

If!

I'm mindful in the knowledge you've been

Spittin that is in adverse to the multitude?!...

(Peace! More to come...)

Home Body. For US!

 That's what I am!

Shiiiought!

Max fourteen! Membah that shit?

Fuck it!

I ain't evah gonnah be ashamed of the niggah who I have become!

And shit,

I don't mind at all!

He awright!

Certainly not a straight fuckin dick anymore!

He workin on his shit.

Ain't shit out there Sonshines!

Create a peaceful 

Home for you and yours!

"Let us take of our own garden!" The Turk  (Candide-Voltaire)

Fuck their shit!

There's enough tah work on in yo own mothah fuckin sorry broke Black ass life that needs real

Work!...

(Peace! More to come...)

What Is Your Inspiration?!

 I love to write while listening to, "Wildfires" by Sault.

The keys just flow from my tips. Not missing one. Unlocking whatever I choose. Cleansing! Just flowing over them. Making words. Maybe a given spawned thought! But who knows? I'm in a happy place. I love to face. Never deface! 

Let me keep the flow as these words go across the screen looking so serene. No mention to the sending means to defend. 

We will always end. 

And We will always begin.

Again!...

(Peace! More to come...)

Gotcha! / The Deceptive Sinister Perpetual Trans-Agenda Muh Fuckin Shit! "Just Say No!" To Porn!

 Look at some old ass porn!

Shiiiought!

"I don't watch porn!"

Then don't watch the shit then!

I'm just tellin yah what I know!

But, today?!

It's all out in the open without ah mention!

But back in the day?!

Our asses were jackin off on

A genetically modified organism!

That nevah was biologically a

Woman!

"Vanessa del Rio" et al...

Got muh fuckahs til this day talkin that shameful shit,

"Ooooh-weee! That Vanessa del Rio could suck a mothah fuckin mean ass dick!"

I don't say a God damned thing!

But I'm sayin tah myself,

"Uhm! I wonder why?"

Muh fuckahs gottah find out some shit in their own mothah fuckin human

Time!

Shock Therapy?!

Be God damned...

(Peace! More to come...)

Scared to go to hospitals!

 Isn't that akin tah the ol ass fuckin phrase:

"If yah scared? Go to church."

Shiiiought!

Hospitals are Euthanization spots now!

While they playin!

You remember in, "Soylent Green"?

You took yo given up on this shit life havin ass 

Downtah the clinic?

 Where you would,

"Die with dignity!"

Then get cho ass ate!

Member that shit?

Shiiiought!

"Bienvenue!

Mothah fuckahs!"...

(Peace! More to come...)

Conspiracy Theory? Is Oxymoronic!

 Shiiiought!

There's a 

Conspiracy muh fuckahs!

But that statement ain't no fuckin 

Theory!...

(Peace! More to come...)

Verily Vigilant Variants' Complications

 You know why I love people and their individual truths?

Cause yah can't evah control the shit!

Way too many variants!

And that is...

A beautiful mothah fuckin thing!...

(Peace! More to come...)

Recidivism

 Tryin tah keep the face in this fast evil 

Vast place.

Pass the veil!

Clothe yourself!

Inhale!

There is no use!

Refuse!

If yah wannah!

Gonnah be like a sauna?!

...

But shit!

We've already been there!...

(Peace! More to come...)

Because: "It's A Magic Number!"

 There're only three mothah fuckahs in this motha fuckah!

Read me on this!

You got mothah fuckahs that skew!

You got the mothah fuckahs that don't have a fuckin clue!

And you have the sorry mothah fuckahs that know how to 

Screw!...

Just sayin!...

(Peace! More to come...)

"The Rockford Files - S2/Ep05" Just Be What's In Your Muh Fuckin Pocket!

 Ol' Rockford gottah way with the women!

And yah broke Black sorry ass gottah give ah muh fuckah ah righteous

"Seen!"

Well, if yah watch the shit enough, you start understandin real fuckin quick the answering machine messages in the intro to the show, in various genders, dialects...he's just a normal mothah fuckah!

But,

Like all of US,

With his own mothah fuckin style! 

Well, the answerin message on this episode went a lil somethin like this:

"Jim. I would love to! But do we have to eat at the taco stand?!"

But the bitch at least called a mothah fuckah back!

Dreaded taco stand and the fuck all!

Shiiiought!

It's the lil shit that's in yo sorry Black broke ass!

That makes

You?

You!...

(Peace! More to come...)

Spent

 Take your arms and hands and reach to capacity!

How far?

You'll know!

Shit!

The popping noise is a dead fuckin giveaway!

Now!

I'll tell yah what will trip yo ass out!

While stretching to capacity!

Twist that shit!

Tah capacity!

Grab!

Snatch!

Poke!

Twist! That motha fuckahs sorry ass PoliLuciferianticians' neck...!

Now punch!

Hard!

Harder than you ever have!

Grab again!...

Then stop!

And if yah did the shit right?!...

Niggahs and Niggresses?!...

(Peace! More to come....)

Heartless!

 The worst thing you can do to

US!

Is tah take away!

What cho sorry so-called professional asses said,

"We're going to prescribe you...!"

Then!

Stop!

The prescription!

Niggahs!

Wakin the fuck up!

Is!

Fucked up!...

But I'm gonnah be fine Sonshines.

And You are too!

Got at the most fourteen yeeahs

To be diagnosed as: 

Crazy!

No fucking more!...

(Peace! More to come....)

Guilt Free!

 I gottah confess somethin tah yah My Dear Sweet Sistahs and Brothahs!

And I ain't ashamed of it eithah!

Hence, the reason I'm bloggin the shit!

Just kiddin!

I don't give ah good solid Holy fuck anymore!

At some point in yo Black broke ass sorry life yah gottah stand amid yo fellow humans 

Naked 

While yo sorry Black ass willfully and rightfully stands in judgement!

Tah "Shake the dust off thine feet"!

I got at the most My Dear Sweet Sistahs and Brothahs

Fourteen yeeahs!

Time tah get clean before I rest for the last time!

On my work days I eat "McDonald's" for lunch with bottled water...and sometimes a large "Diet Coke"!

There!

I said it! Fuck it! 

You see that's what I do!

Mothah fuckahs talkin that shit,

"Intermittent fasting"!

Thee fuck!

We broke niggahs been knowin bout that shit fo yeeahs!

With our broke Black sorry asses!

Now the mothah fuckahs slap a name on the shit!

And it's all the rage!

Shiiiought!

"Intermittent fasting" my still broke Black ass!

Some of the shit I do, I practice...

Most would say, 

"You just a cheap mothah fuckah!"

And I undahstand.

But look at this way for a line or a few?

I don't like eatin really!

Eatin makes yah shit!

And I hate shittin!

Big fuckin waste of time of wipin up the shit ya took in! 

If yah ask me?!

Butcha Black broke ass gottah do, the doo-doo!

I hate that shit!

Anyways...

I eat because that's what you do tah sustain livin.

"McDonald's" is about consistency, a certain taste.

And I don't get just anything My Dear Sweet Sistahs and Brothahs!

I think the fuck not!

"McDouble with extra pickles. Medium Fries."

Three dollahs and some low change latah!

Lunch son!

Less than twenty dollahs a week!?

Come ohn naw?!

The only othah thing I eat in a workday is a bowl of homemade sauerkraut when I get home!

The next mornin?!

Thah doo-doo is upon you!

Which my Black broke sorry ass hates!

And that lunch is sho nuff flushed!...

(Peace! More to come...)