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An unidentified flying object would be enough to put every government in the world on a lock down of groceries and other goods. How about, a metropolis? Necrophilia is what i contracted during my freshman year of college. Out of smoking habits and drinking coffee habits. They mustve tried to apprehend me as a student about 100 times now. They sure did, teach me a lesson or two at CUNY Queens College. Im wanted for thin air reasons. I know how this sounds, but i never saw the next part coming due to my ethnicity. Genetic background checks confirm that im South Korean and that i dont have any bad things to do with depression or being impulsive. Whats worse than depression or an impulse disorder is a refusal to pertain to what goes on in others minds. My data log cant become any more able to be fathomed. A sequence of events leads me to believe that im not alone in this struggle to be amongst others who are exactly the same as me. A farseer would know exactly what to do when every government in the world thinks of you as threat and just about as worthless as the dirt on the bottom of your shoes. I was unable to attain any graphic designs with graffiti due to my use of korean language. Im left in tears constantly over how i have to think of it in a way which my so called parents made up for me. Good for nothing is what i am not. These syllables and dicotomies that you use. Could they lead me to believe that my head shouldnt be attached to my torso? I sure, dont think so. My literature works were enough to have me living in a spacious house. My social media posts dont count except for certain words and letters which pop out to the viewer. My music can make a listeners world go round. If they allow it to. I dont care about myself, i just want to do good so that i can stick around for hanging. Professors who thought of me as elusive always seemed to be just about ready to burst in happiness about me being a bright student. High school couldnt keep me chained to a desk or even worse, a radiator. Thats how i was supposed to end up, in my own mind. Long days filled with doing nothing but everything ever await me. It seems as if its so far away. The day that i get to make it a hanging thing with a bunch of people that are people. Im enthralled over how i seem to make a bad situation, even worse. I know where my hopes are. My hopes are in flushing the toilet after use. My future outlook upon the rest of my life seems so sudden and unfamiliar. Could it be that i have some loose screws from some kind of a psychological trauma from when i was up to 9 years old? A fuzzy wombat would be on its worst ever behavior with me. What about a pooch? A dog, is what i was writing about. Once i get the guts to do this, is when its over. Why is it not that way? Im helpless and teetering and tottering on the verge of homelessness. My humanity is working against me when im asked to unpack things and move heavy furniture. The heartaches and joys of Life are not visited upon by me. Your favorite rapper. Dearly, beloved.

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Despair over how i am not who you think i am. If i were totally different, it would be so. Thinking back to all of those times that i had during college years, both of my so called parents aint shit. I know why they call it a dune buggy. Its because it creeps in the sand. My favorite thing about myself might be quite different from your favorite thing about yourself. If i were to go through the extremes, i would be fine. Even from a martial artists standpoint. Give him Death. For going along with others made up for him on his social media page. I cant quite win a fight against whats not possible. Therefore, i watch as Time passes by and i grow colder and colder to those who i think of as not being exactly the same as me. When im still groggy and waking up in the morning, i get a terrific sensation that everything is right with me and that nothing can take away from me being me. Or so, i thought. Death is your final destination. After Death, comes Life. The pre-ambles to a crucible in todays modern society is to spend as much time at work as possible. Or so, its thought. I need a new perspective on being alive and well. Perhaps, its the whole thing with feeling groggy in the morning and waking up which keeps me going. Sorry, not so sorry. A casino takes up space. So does an empty parking lot. I want more out of what i got myself into. My favorite thing about myself is what keeps me good company. You must be terrifically surprised at yourself for reading this. A long list of things which i couldve done differently during college years, still, doesnt come to mind. My posts are not that of a rambling nearly 30 year old. Clear and concise content for it to be of substance and value when it comes to what one believes in. The word protege came to mind the other day. Out of how a lot of my professors in college treated me, with that nitwick and witty approach to noticing me in class. You have it all wrong about me. Catholic priests offer themselves up to God and a virgin is a virgin. Your probably scratching your head at what i could possibly be writing about. Othello was a black man who lived amongst Italians in the country of Italy. What im writing about isnt a juxtapose to things, im writing about how your manners with people could turn into mannerisms. Im also writing about how its best to avoid me in a fight unless its a sparring match. Enjoyable to view and tasty delicious with words. Thats how i know that you have an education and that your proud of it. What i got out of an education is me being formalized into my own society which i was working on, on the side. Outside of class, i wasnt called a hermit or some kind of a cult follower. Have you learned your lessons about Life, yet? I intend on keeping the phalanx running smoothly and handling things as they come. You can catch me in the hood while being up to the same old. Too many thoughts in my head. Its time to pop an adderall and relax. Even though, i might as well be a drug addict of all of the hard drugs. Its how much of a natural high i have going on in my mind, body, and soul. Soy sauce is who i encountered in middle school. He was adamant about getting everything from me at a later time and then taking it from there. The tokyo life and tokyo drift is a thing with my presence. I dont need to know these personal things about you. I wont raise these questions to you unless they start curving grades for the bar exam. I just got you, there. You think of me as a flunky with people who has nothing to say when it turns into a group thing. I beg to differ. Ive written enough about myself. Carry on, gangnam style. Psy will be on the battlefield, even more.

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Dapper Dan mustve left his suit in his closet. I was once poor and ive been made whole again. The root of all evil isnt to strike the lotto. The root of all evil is money. What binds me to my words and actions isnt the thought of safety and precaution. Its the thought of me not being and staying as myself. I thought of myself as against all odds until something drastically changed with the clouds in the earths atmosphere. Where do i find the bravado for such posts? Its in the look in my eyes and my appearance. There comes a time when not even teleportation scrolls will save you from the last checkpoint. I need to know if im going to be okay, not anymore. A pastors kid wouldve been idly doing things in his or her room to little to no avail. Violence and Hatred breeds envy and lies. I dont want to sum this all up in a post, but i have to. Maybe, someday, ill learn to keep my mouth shut about things that are beyond my control. Dinosaur bones make me a type winner. Its true, and so do horcruxes. I dont need this in my life. A murder movement at the right time for me to overcome all obstacles? Eyes on the prize is what every career criminal should be like. Does this make me unlike others? If so, then i would be writing this post to little or no avail. I think of all of the time that i was thinking quickly to say no to drugs and i can get a clear idea of how much trouble that i wouldve always been in with my neighbors and the police if i was a frequent drug user. Shoplifting left me chaotic and famished for more to do with having my whole entire gang with me. Whats next on the to do list? A whole lot of love and support from my peers and mentors. But what about things which have already happened and passed? I can set out to conquer the planet mars or i can sit in a car and just whittle time away by thinking thoughts. Jealousy breed gluttony. I have more to do with my time than to think of the social aspects to hanging. I was always having detentions in high school. The preacher in the pulpit is death defying with his statements and remarks about not me but others who would make it a scene with them. Winners win and losers lose is ever prevalent in hip hop music. Perhaps, its time for me to get out there more and see what i can do in a night time environment at a local hotel. Or else, i would have to be not a sitting duck but a guy who might as well have a gun on him. The gumball spaceship troopers know what that is. More to come, Lord Baal.

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Hood rich. It means that you have a lot of relationships with different persons from the neighborhood. Last of a dying breed. It means that you keep a safe in your house. Cut from the same cloth. It means that the same color of clothes looks good on you. Things that you wouldve thought of yourself at some point in time, if youve been reading my whole entire tumblr. I am an actual real gang boss. The Subculture Corporation has taken over the world and im still waiting to hang with all of its employees (which include myself). Back up legal assistant. I climbed the corporate ladder to the very tippy top seemingly overnight. It means that im allowed to take things up with anyone older than me whos in the Subculture Corporation. Including me ever having to be without good company. Along with other just as serious things. A lot of money and time has to be invested into climbing the corporate ladder. Yes, its that serious. If you have a business venue going on for yourself then you might as well do donations or if anything some kind of a philanthropy. Do i look like a gymnastics to you? It means that when its all said and done, im not headed nowhere in life.

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Ice Cube is the illest rapper ever. But yet at the same time Dr Dre does work on production. Which makes me a target and someone who cant be put down in the face of adversity. Guess who i am as a man shape and form? All of my roll call names. You wouldnt understand it though. All you do is point fingers and blame everything ever which happened to you on me. I am not God. I am not a black man. Does that make sense to you? Theres one way out of the neighborhood. Actually, there are two ways out of the neighborhood. Rapping and basketball. I contend with the 300 spartans who are greek gods to bring you, the terror dome. The place where even Jesus Christ would enter and start making a crying face. Theres a lot of weird people out there. Are you one of them? Lifes good but Deaths even greater. What will you do, Azazel? In the name of the adversity which God brings to you? Will you stand up and fight? Or will you tuck tail and run off like the coward you are? Deep down inside, i feel an insidious pain in both my left and right shoulder blades? Do females even get that a bank note is worth a piece of paper? Theres nothing out there for you besides great times frolicking around with horrific looking evils. I would make sure that my shoelaces are tied properly and that the shoes come a dime a dozen, if i were you. Its all that it takes to stay in my immediate area. F-A-M-E. Harry Potter books got to me and i started my own friendship circle by casting magic for it using board games when i was a wee toddler. It mightve or mightve not happened, not really. What becomes of you at dusk and dawn? Will you be pretty much be sleeping or will you count the number of fingers and toes you have on you and open up a fresh can of whoop ass? I dont need to know whether your a virgin or not. Neither do i need to know how many times youve had sex before. I was once a wee little lad who had a thing for having short haircuts. What about you. By now, you mustve played out all of your terrific lifestyles and mustve battled with the extremes multiple times. I dont want to live underneath a stairwell. The test results for me and drug usage were negative. Therefore, im the one person in the Subculture Corporation whos supposed to be on drugs. Strange beings have united against me. More than once, ive been shot in the chest. Im trailing off with thoughts, here. F-A-M-E. Were all in this together. East coast versus west coast. I get that new york citys five boroughs got way too ahead of themselves.

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My logo says it all. If only, i could rewind time and find myself back in that orphanage. No, but wait. Ive been doing it exactly the same. Which only leaves one person missing from the picture. :(

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A lot of distinguishing fact from fiction. And a whole lot of being stumped when it comes to whether its all going to go horribly wrong or not. Whats it like to break as a not a man? Its to start giving in to being all alone. And then what? A final victory. By getting together as good beings who were always good beings.

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My peers and mentors want me to discontinue with everything and do something really stupid. Over and over again. What do i do?

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The spirits of my ancestors are calling upon me. They want me to go homeless and try my best to contain my excitement about it. Theyre saying February 1st 2024. Im getting it from the crosses in my house. What am I to do?

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What makes sense doesnt make sense. What doesnt make any sense makes sense. There you have it. Zion. It wasnt easy, but it sure was worth it. Ta-da.

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Im hanging my head in silence about February 1st, 2024. Im a little bit of a not a debbie downer. It means that i dont like change when it comes to something which one waits for. Ive been speaking with spirits and have been doing stuff with shadows according to a counselor from valley cities. Another post which spells out February 1st, 2024. I dont dislike you. I just want you to know that as a yellow skin colored person, i cant do it without hanging with you. Whoa, there. The power to my written text waxes and wanes with the moon. I could be wrong, here. Its what it says on every traffic light on the planet earth. Dogs have been picking up on some kind of a scent for the day February 1st 2024, since 2012. Traffic lights have been like that since 2017. Clones. Dehumanized people. I have an education. A thing with ones condition? I can see that its not only unrealistic but a little bit of a breeze passing by with the wind. Its been passing as ive been getting evidence that it isnt so with minds eyes. It might or might not be in my literature works. Me as an abortion. Har har.

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Seattle, Washington. If i lived in Flushing, New York or Bayside, New York. I would be screaming and crying at both of my so called parents for a move to Seattle, Washington. I got a lot of stuff done out here. When it comes to Seattle, Washington, i take it to even me doing appropriate habits. Thank God, i moved out here. I couldnt stand living in NYC the whole entire time i was living in NYC because of how dirty and ghetto it was there. Its some kind of a tourist location compared to Seattle, Washington. Seattle, Washington's where people that are people should live instead of in NYC. I heard the radio the other day and i actually know that NYC will always be NYC. Zion. This post spells out February 1st, 2024. A little bit of an algorithm workbook. Highly initiative with conversation during certain weather forecasts.

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Im past that. A guy out there who doesnt even remember me. I guess so. The post is long and short, and doesnt count. According to what i know about me being me, it never gets messed up for me. What about God's existence? He doesnt exist. Or else black people would have it just as good as any other race. Unspeakable evil is possibly whats going on. I know from playing Diablo 2. According to how Diablo 2 goes, the only thing that i can do about unspeakable evil is to leave my house at night time a whole lot. Maybe, my so called parents get me. After leaving my house at night time a whole lot, unspeakable evil will grab a hold of itself and shake itself to its senses. God, as an evil? It sounds awfully unrealistic. After all, God is God. A facebook front of a guy who never talks? Its possible. What about caucasian fellows? The rest of my life is dictated whether i have at least five yellow skin colored good beings around me or not. Thanks to my dear diary. What will become of little old me?

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I think that im all that. Not really. I might be cocky and petty, but i sure am a show off. The stupider it gets with a guy, the more of a little loser he is without his whole entire gang with him. You have to be smart to become stupid as a guy. The smarter you are, the more stupid that youll get as a guy. It could only mean one thing. Getting your GED and getting your ass to college. Being social isnt as cool as it seems when you arent doing it for it to be a hanging thing or out of just being hanging. Quantum engineering is not what dictates your judgement upon things. Even though, it can make your brain more and more vindictive of grade a potassium. Im just a little loser without my whole entire gang with me. If youve been cloned, i will be doing something about it. Chances are, that you mightve or mightve not have been cloned. Loud noises will make you more and more quiet as a person. A lot of thinking is required to write a Queens, New York, storyboard. I used to be unnaturally natural with being social until i went through way too much hard shit. I was living the crime life the whole entire time. Shout out to the rest of the L.O.X. We did it with powers and went our separate ways so that we can get together. I went through hard shit to become different with being social. Being smart will make your life a whole lot easier, not in any way possible. What will become of little old me?

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Minus one. The math equation for evil is minus one. Plus one. The math equation for good is plus one. Who would dare interfere with what ive been up to. Who would want to be an interruption to my day besides an elderly caucasian woman?

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Life is all about being a half demon. Death is all about being a demon. Yay or nay?

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The phalanx. And that would be me and two others who will always be at the very center of the phalanx. A sword and a shield is required. Guns are to be used whenever the opponent carries a risk of bringing guns. Theres one thing about the phalanx which all good beings have to know about. If the two other people as well as myself are killed in action then the whole entire phalanx will collapse eventually. In about twelve months. Possibly two years. No more than two years and two months. If its just one of us that gets killed, then the phalanx will still be co-operating and functioning. The lines have been drawn technologically by chinese people. That is all.