SESSION
THREE
1:31PM
EST –
5.14.2025…
SOLILOQUY…
THIS
IS TERRIFYING…
THIS
IS INSANE…
I AM
TERRIFIED…
I
WAKE UP AND I GET SCARED AGAIN…
I
SACRIFICED MYSELF…
I DID
WHAT I KNEW TO BE NOT PREFERRED BY GOD AND WAS PUNISHED FOR IT…
AND
GOD STILL LOVED ME…
I
STILL GOT MOSTLY WHERE I WANTED TO GO…
I
DIDN’T GET A FULL SET…
LEFT
YOU TO WONDER…
BUT I
HAVE NOTHING LEFT TO WONDER ABOUT MANY THINGS…
I’M
RUNNING OUT OF CHILDHOOD DREAMS…YOUNG ADULTHOOD DREAMS…
IDOL
LESSONS…IDLE LESSONS…ADOLESCENTS…
I
ALMOST DIED…
SO I
REALIZED I ACTUALLY HAD DIED…
THEN
REALIZING THIS ISN’T THE FIRST LIFE OR THIS LIFE’S FIRST PARRALEL…
DRAWING
PARALLELS…
PARALLEL
CONCLUSIONS…
MY
MIND IS FREE…
I WAS
ALWAYS GOING TO DIE…
I WAS
ALWAYS A TICKING TIME BOMB…
THIS
ISN’T MY FIRST EXPLOSION…
THIS
ISN’T MY FIRST NEAR EXPLODE EXPERIENCE…
I
ALMOST EXPLODED AND WOKE UP…
UNTIL
I ALMOST EXPLODED…AGAIN…AND THEN WOKE UP…ONCE AGAIN…
I’M
NEO…
I’M
JOHN CONNOR…
WINK -
WINK…
WHAT
IF YOU KNEW YOU WERE DEAD…
THE WORLD
KNOWS YOU ARE DEAD…
THIS
WAS DEATH ROW…
ROW –
ROW – ROW THE BOAT…
GENTLY
CASUALLY…
TERRIBLY
– TERRIBLY – INCREDIBLY TERRIBLY…
LIFE
A DEATHLY DREAM…
TO
LIVE IS TO HAVE BEEN SENTENCED TO DEATH…
BY
EXILE…
FROM
YOURSELF…
THE
LAND OF THE WALKING DEAD…
THE
HOME TO THE FALLEN ANGELS…
WE
FELL DOWN HERE…
OR WE
GOT KIDNAPPED…
WE ARE
ON A SPACESHIP ALREADY…
PLANET
EARTH IS A WEBSITE SIMULATION…
PLANET
EARTH ISN’T A PHYSICAL PLACE…
SO WE
KINDA CAN’T GO TO SPACE NIGGA…
WE IN
SPACE ALREADY…
WE IN
THE SPACESHIP…
THIS
WASN’T BASE REALITY…
BASE
REALITY WAS THE FIRST DEATH UNIVERSE…
WE
GOT CAUGHT UP IN THE MIDDLE…
YOU
FIND YOURSELF IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING…
CONGO…
WE
LOST IN THE JUNGLE OF EXISTENTIAL CRISIS…
THE
CIRCUS WITHIN THE JUNGLE BEING BELIEVING ONESELF TO BE ALIVE FOR THE FIRST TIME…
NOT
THE FIRST TIME OR THE FIRST TIME WITHIN THE FIRST TIME…
THIS
CASE REALITY…
CASE
STUDIES NIGGA…
YOU A
CASE STUDY…
I’M
WHAT AN ASPIRING DOCTOR READS ON FILE…
I
COULD’VE HAVE DIED ANY WAY…OR ANY DAY…
THERE
MUST HAVE BEEN A WAR WITH THE MACHINES…
EVERYONE
IS DEAD…
HOW
DID EVERYONE DIE?
NO
ONE WANTS TO DISCUSS IT…
SO
THEY WORK HERE NOW BASICALLY?
THEY
WON’T DISCUSS IT WITH ME…
WHEN
I DISCUSS IT THEY SAY WE LIVE FOREVER…
I’M
NOT ACTUALLY IN DISAGREENCE…
WE
LIVE AND DIE FOREVER…
I
SAID THAT ALREADY…
NAH I
GOTTA DRIVE THE IDEA HOME…
DRIVER…
ONE
LIFE AFTER THE OTHER…
SENTENCED
TO LIFE ON EARTH FOR ALL ETERNITY…
OR WE
DIED AND IT IS A BLESSING TO BREATHE…
WE
ARE IN A COMA…
CAN
WE JUST ENJOY THE COMA?
AND
GO FOR WHAT WE WANT…INSIDE THE COMA…
CAUSE
WE IN A COMA…
SO
LET’S MAKE THIS THEE COMA…
CAUSE
THIS COULD BE…THEE COMA…
THEE
COMA?
THEE
COMA…
THE
COMA – COMA…
COMATOSE
NIGGA…
AT
BEST I’M IN A COMA SO…
MY
DREAMS I’M GOING FOR IT…
I WON’T
LIFE ENSLAVED WITHIN THE COMA…
THIS
IS COMA…
I’M
COMING HOME A WINNER…
I’VE
DIED AND YET I STILL BREATHE…
THE
COMA TEST WITHIN A COMA TOSE…WAS A BLESSING…
A
MIRACLE…
TO
BREATHE AFTER DYING IS A MIRACLE…
I’VE
BEEN COMING BACK FROM THE DEAD ALL OF MY LIFE…
THEY
CALL THIS LIFE…
LIFE
AND DEATH ARE THE SAME ENTITY…
THE
LIFE OF DEATH WITH THE DEATH OF LIFE…
THEN
LOOP IT…
WE’RE
ZOMBIES…
THE
WALKING DEAD…
BREAKING
BAD…
BREAKING
CHAD…
I’VE
USED HORROR TO PROVE THE POINT…
I
PREDICTED MY OWN DEATH…
IT
WAS AWESOME…
MIRACLES…
MIRACLES
ALL OF THE WAY DOWN…
ABOUT
TO WATCH GIRL, INTERRUPTED…
AND
SCREAM DOCUMENTARY…
THE
LIFE OF AN ADDICT SUCKS…
YOU
DON’T WANT TO BE ONE…
BUT
WE ARE ALL CRAVE SLAVES…
THE
ONLY WAY TO CONTROL THE BODY IS THRU GOD…
THE
BODY IS CURSED TO BE A ZOMBIE FRESH OUT THE SHOWER…
GIVING
IN TO AN ADDICTIVE CHEMICAL KILLED ME…
IT
SET OFF A CHAIN REACTION I WASN’T STRONG ENOUGH TO STOP BEFORE IT KILLED ME…
I HAD
TRAGIC FLAWS THAT DESTROYED MY YEARS LEFT…
I
NEEDED TO DIE YOUNG FOR THE PLAN TO WORK…
I
MADE THAT HAPPEN MYSELF…
I WAS
ON A MISSION…I GOT THE FUCK TO IT AND THEN I GOT THE FUCK ON…
RUCKING
AYE…
FUCK
IT RIGHT?
I CAN
MAKE YOU CRY RIGHT NOW…
WATCH
ME…
HERE…I’LL
GO FIRST…
I;M
GOING TO MISS MY MOTHER…
I’M
GOING TO MISS MY FATHER…
I
DIED BEFORE THEM AS OF NOW…
I’M
GOING TO MISS MY BROTHERS…
I’M
GOING TO MISS MHY BROTHER’S CHILDREN…
ALL
OF MY DREAMS I HAD DURING MY WALK OF DEATH…THE DEATH WALK…WHAT THEY CALL LIFE…
IS
COMING TRUE…FROM THE MOMENT I DIE AGAIN…
IT’S
JUST DEATH AFTER DEATH AFTER DEATH UP IN THIS MOTHA FUCKA NOW RIGHT?
CAN
WE HANDLE IT?
I
MEAN?
YOU
TERRIFIED SHITLESS YET?
ADMIT
IT AND I’LL LET UP…
OR I’LL
SPEED IT UP…
I
NEVER SLIT MY WRISTS…
THAT
WOULD BE TOO FAST…
IT
WAS MORE OF A DEATH BY A BILLION CUTS SITUATIONAL SIMULATION…
DID I
DO MYSELF A FAVOR?
YES…
IT
WAS ALWAYS UP TO GOD…
IT
WAS WRITTEN…
LOOK
HOW IT HAPPENED…
PLAYED
OUT AS A SUSPENSE FILM DOES…
SLOW
AND DELIBERATE…
FORE
SHAWDOWS ALONG THE WAY…
I’M
THE POSTER CHILD FOR DON’T GET ADDICTED TO CHEMICALS…
I DID
A KAMIKAZE MISSION USING CHEMICALS TO COMPLETE AN IMPOSSIBLE MISSION…
IT
WAS DIFFERENT…
DYING
YOUNG WITH THE INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY I HAVE ALREADY INCREASES IT’S VALUE…
AND
IT’S A GIFT TO MY FAMILY…
WHEN
I BUY THEY ARE BILLIONAIRES MANY TIMES OVER…
EASILY
$100BILLION EASILY EVENTUALLY…
I
LIVED A GREAT LIFE…
I WAS
THE ROCK STAR…
OBVIOUSLY…
AM I
NOT QUITE THE ROCKSTAR?
I’M
GOING TO MIS MY FAMILY…
2:21PM
EST –
5.14.2025…
SESSION
FOUR:
7:38PM
EST –
FRIDAY
MAY 16TH, 2025…
5.16.2025…
ME
IT’S
FRIDAY THE 16TH, YA’LL…
IT’S
FRIDAY THE 13TH, EVERY FRIDAY…IF YOU DEAD WALKING THRU THE AFTER
LIFE…
IY’S
PROGRESSIVE IT’S IRREVERSIBLE IT’S TERMINAL…
COPD…
IF
THAT’S THE CASE THEN LIFE’S A FUCKING DISEASE TOO THEN…
YOU’RE
WATCHING A FILM OR READING THE SCRIPT TO A SCRIPT I WROTE DURING MY LAST YEAR
OR YEARS…ABOUT MY LAST YEAR OR LAST YEARS…
WBIR
THE ORIGINAL SOURCE MATERIAL…WAS WRITTEN AS A DIARY FROM 2024 JANUARY…TO APRIL 10TH,
2025…TWO DIFFERENT VOLUMES AND TWO DIFFERENT PUBLICATIONS…
700
PAGES…
I’M
NOT READING ANY OF IT WHILE I WRITE THIS…
I
HAVEN’T SAT BACK AND READ ANY OF THEM YET…
AS
YOU CAN SEE I WAS PREPARING FOR THIS MOMENT…
I’VE
BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT FROM 18 AT LEAST…
IT’S
HARD TO EXPLAIN WHAT’S GOING ON…
I
TRIED TO INTRODUCE IT TO YOU BUT MAYBE YOU DON’T GET IT YET…
IF
THIS IS YOUR FIRST IMPRESSION OF MY WRITING THEN DAM I’M GOOD…
BUT
IT ALL STARTS WITH A JOURNEY…
I
WROTE A BOOK WITH MESSAGES PRESENTED TO ME BY THE ANGELS IN THE OUT FIELD…
90’S
FILM…
I’VE
BEEN SENT PREMONITIONS OF MY FUTURE ALL OF MY LIFE…
I
DIDN’T NOTICE IT UNTIL 21-23…
THE
JOURNEY OF MY LIFE WAS REALIZING I WAS SPIRITUALLY A PROPHET…
YOU’RE
GOING TO HAVE TO LEARN THE HARD WAY…
IT’S
NOT MY JOB TO TELL YOU YOUR FUTURE…I ONLY KNOW MY OWN…
I
ONLY KNOW MYSELF…
AND
EVERY ONE ELSE IS ZOMBIE…
INCLUDING
ME…
A
ZOMBIE UNAWARE THEY ARE A ZOMBIE…
NOT
INCLUDING ME…
WE
ARE ALL ZOMBIES…
I PREDICTED
MY OWN DEATH…
THE
ANGELS TOLD ME ON OCTOBER 28TH, 2012…THE DAY I FOUND OUT VANESSA
HONEY MALONE WAS MURDERED…
I
WILL DIE SAVING THE LIFE OF A CHILD…WHOM I DO NOT KNOW…
I
TOOK THIS TWO WAYS OVER THE LAST 13 YEARS…
I
WOULD DIE IN A TRAFFIC ACCIDENT OR SOME RANDOM BIZARRE ACCIDENT WHERE I CHOSE
TO SAVE A KID’S LIFE INSTEAD OF MY OWN…
WITHIN
THE LAST 5 YEARS I BEGAN ENTERTAINING THE POSSIBILITY IT WAS A METAPHOR FOR
ASSASSINATION OR DISEASE…
DISEASE
POSSIBLY STEMMING FROM MY ADDICTION…
WHICH
IS IN ITSELF…THE DISEASE…
WHOA…HAS
IT BEEN 13 YEARS?
THAT’S
FREAKY…
A 13
YEAR PREMONITION AS THE FIRST PREMONITION…
THE
PREMONITION OF MY OWN FATE MEANING…
LAST
SEPTEMBER…BASICALLY OCTOBER…LIL WAYNE’S BIRTHDAY…27TH?
IN
2010 I TYPED A BOOK AND SENT IT TO LIL WAYNE’S PRISON CELL AT RIKER’S ISLAND…
HE
NEVER RESPONDED…
THAT
BOOK HAD A FILM SCRIPT I CALLED THE BLOCKKK IS HOT…
IT
WAS WRITTEN 3 YEARS BEFORE BLACK LIVES MATTER…
IT
WAS A WARNING OF BLACK LIVES MATTER AND THE RETAILATION…3 YEARS BEFORE TRAYVON
MARTIN WAS KILLED
THIS
WAS THE NIGHT…SEPTEMBER 27TH. 2024…I WAS BEGINNING TO WRITE THE WBIR
DIARIES FOR WBIR 2024…
THE
MESSAGE FROM THE ANGELS…
YOU’RE
A PROPHET…
YOUR
MISSION ON EARTH IS ALMOST OVER…
SO
HURRY UP BC WE ARE OTW TO COME AND PICK YOU UP AND TAKE YOU BACK WITH US…
AN
ARMY OF ANGELS IS ABOUT TO LIQUIDATE ME AND TAKE ME WITH THEM…
LAST
PAYDAY…LAST WEDNESDAY NIGHT…
5.08.2025
OR 5.07.2025…
MY
MATERNAL DIED WHEN I WAS SEVEN ON THAT DAY IN 1997…
TRIPLE
HEART BYPASS SURGERY…
I HAD
PRELIMINARY LUNG OPERATION IF NOT OFFICIAL SURGERY…A FEW WEEKS AGO…
I AM
ALMOST DIED…
LAST
WEDNESDAY…
IT
FEELS LIKE THEY SENT ANOTHER PREMONITION…
IT’S
BEEN 9MONTHS SINCE THE WBIR PREMONITION FOR THE TIME IS COMING…
I
FEEL AS IF THEY TOLD ME NEXT MAY…MAY 2026…I’LL BE GONE…
SO I’M
GOING TO LIVE AS IF THEY ARE NOT FUCKING WITH ME…
THIS
WAS ALWAYS THE PLAN…
IT
WAS GOD’S PLAN FOR MY LIFE…
IT’S
COMING TRUE…
I
WANTED TO MAKE IT TO HOLLYWOOD WITHOUT LOSING MY SOUL…
MY SOUL
WILL LEAVE EARTH OR AT LEAST THIS BODY AND THEN I WILL CONQUER HOLLYWOOD FROM
THE GRAVE…
WHILE
IN THE HOSPITAL…
I
BEGAN NOTICING INCONSISTENCIES IN THE OPERATION’S SUCCESS…
THEY
CUT ME TOO LOW…
I’M
CUT RIGHT ON THE RIB…
I SEE
A RIB BEHIND THE WOUND…
I
WOKE UP DURING SURGERY…
ON
FENTANYL…FENT FROM NOW ON…
I
PASSED OUT SAYING I COULDN’T BREATHE…
I DON’T
REMEMBER EVER CATCHING MY BREATH…
I
JUST PASSED OUT AFTER SAYING I COULDN’T BREATHE AND I REMEMBER NOT IF I CAUGHT
MY BREATH AGAIN…
I
WENT SOMEWHERE…
I WAS
AMONGST ORANGE LIGHTS…
I WAS
THE ORANGE LIGHT…
I
HEARD ELECTRONIC DANCE MUSIC WHILE PASSING OUT…
IT
SOUNDED LIKE EXIT MUSIC…
WTF
IS EXIT MUSIC?
WHY
WOULD I DESCRIBE IT AS EXIT MUSIC?
I
WOKE UP MID SURGERY…
I
WENT BACK TO SLEEP…
I HAD
THE WORD DEATH ON MY MIND AND WHEN I WOKE UP I DIDN’T REMEMBER WHAT THE WORD
EVENT MEANT…
WHEN
I WAS PASSING OUT I HAD A VISION…
I WAS
PREPARING TO NOT COME BACK…
AND I
CAME BACK…
MAYBE
I DIED AND WOKE UP MID SURGERY IN A NEW UNIVERSE…
MAYBE
I DIED WHEN MY ORIGINAL LUNG COLLAPSE HAPPENED AT WORK…
MAYBE
THEY’VE BEEN SO NICE TO ME AT WORK BC I’M FUCKING DEAD…
EVERYONE’S
SO NICE TO ME NOW…MAYBE I DIED…
THEY
WERE NICE BEFORE BUT EVERYONE IS NICE…
I’VE
BEEN DOUBTING MY EXISTENCE MY ENTIRE LIFE…
I’VE
BEEN DOUBTING MY EXISTENCE IN THE WBIR THOUGHT EXPERIMENTS I PUBLISHED…
NOW I’M
DOUBTING I’VE EVER BEEN ALIVE…
IT’S
THE SAME THING…
IF
LIFE IS A DREAM…WHICH I CONFESS TO IN WBIR 2024 AND 2025…
THEN
THIS IS NOT REAL…
WE
ARE NOT REAL…
IF WE
ARE NOT REAL WITHIN A PLACE THAT IS NOT REAL…
AND
WE HAVE BODIES…
WE
ARE THE WALKING DEAD…
WE
ARE IN THE DEAD ZONE…
WE
ARE THE WALKING DEAD WITHIN THE DEAD ZONE…
WE
ARE IN THE SOURCE CODE…
THIS
IS INCEPTION…
WITHIN
THE MATRIX…
THIS
IS THE FILM THAT ADMITS THE FILMS THAT CONTAINED THE SECRETS…
THE
ANGELS AND GOD…GOD AND HIS ANGELS ARE ALLOWING ME TO CLOSE OUT MY STORY AND SAY
GOODBYE…
A
CHANCE TO SAY THANK YOU…
A
CHANCE TO SAY YOU’RE ALSO WELCOME…
A
CHANCE TO FORGIVE…
A
CHANCE TO ASK FOR FORGIVENESS…
A CHANCE
TO VOICE ANY CONCERNS…
A
CHANCE TO INTRODUCE MY REQUESTS…
A CHANCE
TO CHASE MY LAST DREAMS…
A
CHANCE TO END THINGS ON A HAPPY NOTE WITH THOSE I LOVE…FAMILY AND ANYONE I WAS
STILL CLOSE TO…IN PERSON…
A
CHANCE TO DO ALL OF THESE THINGS IN WRITING AS WELL…
I
SLOWLY OVERDOSED…
I
LIVED BY THE SMOKE…I POSSIBLY DIED BY THE SMOKE…
THE
OVERDOSE WAS INTENTIONAL…
A
SLOW OVERDOSE…
15-20
YEAR OVERDOSE…
IT
WAS SOMETHING I WASN’T SURE WOULD HAPPEN…
BUT
IT WAS NECESSARY…
IT
WAS PRE PLANNED…
I
INTENDED TO SMOKE MYSELF TO DEATH…
THE
GAS CHAMBER…
IT
WAS ALL A PART OF THE PLAN…
ALL A
PART OF THE MISSION…
THIS
WAS A KAMIKAZE MISSION TO ACHIEVE DESTINY…
IT
WAS MY FATE TO ACHIEVE MY DESTINY…
THE DESTINY
WAS WEIRD SO THE FATE OF SEEING IT THRU WAS TRAGIC…
9MONTHS
AFTER THE 2ND PREMONITION…MY LUNG FAILED…
I MAY
HAVE COPD…
THERE’S
A HOLE IN MY LUNG…
I
CAUGHT SOMETHING…
THE
FUCKING STUPID BUG…
SMOKING
MYSELF TO DEATH WOULD HAVE BEEN THE SUPREME ENDING…
TRAGIC
AND HUMANELY AVOIDABLE…
TO
OVERDOSE ON SMOKE AND ONLY SMOKE MARIJUANA AND TOBACCO IS INSANE…
I
SMOKED A LOT…I EXPECTED HEY I’LL EVENTUALLY CATCH CANCER…
IS
LUNG CANCER MORE OF A LUNG DISEASE OR JUST CANCER?
SO A LUNG
DISEASE WITHOUT CANCER…IS THAT BETTER?
A
COLLAPSED LUNG WITH HOLES IN IT…IS THIS BETTER THAN CANCER?
A
GREAT ARTIST LOST TO ADDICTION…
HEY
LISTEN…
I WAS
IN SERIOUS PAIN…
I
JUST WANTED IT TO END…
I
WASN’T ALLOWED TO GIVE UP…
I
WROTE FILMS UNTIL MY FINAL CURTAIN CALL…
MY
ROYALTIES ARE BEING LEFT TO MY BROTHER JUSTIN’S FIRSTBORN…MALIAH SONAE HARRIS…
I
SACRIFICED MYSELF FOR MY FAMILY…
NO
ONE HAS ANY IDEA HOW GREAT OF A WRITER I ACTUALLY WAS…
WBIR…WRISTS
BATHED IN RED…WAS MY FIRST MASTERPIECE ORIGINAL AND SEQUEL…
EFAM…EVERYWHERE
FOR A MINUTE…
IS MY
NEXT ATTEMPT…
THE
PROPHET’S MESSAGE ISN’T ACCEPTED DURING THEIR LIFETIME…
MY
MESSAGE IS SELF PUBLISHED…
I
LEFT THE MASTERS TO MY FAMILY…
I DIE
A TRAGIC DEATH…
THEY
BEGIN READING MY BOOKS ALL OVER THE WORLD…
I
PREDICTED MY DEATH…
I SAW
IT ALL COMING…
IT’S
ALL COMING TRUE…
I’M BOWING
OUT GRACEFULLY AFTER ACCEPTING THE DIFFERENT POSSIBLE FATES I MAY HAVE…
I
JUST WROTE FIVE PAGES…
HERE’S
A BREAK…
9:00PM
EST –
5.16.2025…
9:50PM
EST –
THE BREAK
IS OVER…
THIS
FIRST FILM IS THE PREQUEL TO THE FRANCHISE…
THE
ORIGIN TO THE ENTIRE FRANCHISE…
THIS
IS A SELF AWARE FILM OF A FILM BEING WRITTEN…
THE
MEMOIRS TO THE PROJECT AS THE PROJECT IS BEING INCEPTED…
THE
FILM ABOUT WRITING THE FILM…
NOT
EVEN A DRAMATIZATION OF THE WRITING DAYS…
YOU
ARE WATCHING HOW I CREATE A MASTERPIECE…
AIM
IT CLAIM IT…
THUG
LIFE…
LIFE
AFTER LIFE – LIFE…NIGGA…
YOU
CAN SAY ANY WORD YOU WANT…
IF
THEY HAVE AN ISSUE WITH THIS…ADVISE THEM TO CHANGE THE MEANING OF THE WORD…THEN
YOU CHANGE THE MEANING OF THE WORD…
THEN
TELL THEM IT MEANS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT IT MEANS…
I
WANT TO WRITE CHARACTER’S LIKE ANGELINA JOLIE…
IN
GIRL, INTERRUPTED…
SHE
WON AN OSCAR FOR THAT ROLE MAN…
BEST
SUPPORTING ACTRESS…
I
FEEL LIKE MY SCRIPTS WILL GENERATE OSCAR WINNING PERFORMANCES…IN AT LEAST
ACTING…
I
WROTE THE STORY FOR ACTORS…FOR DIRECTORS…FOR WRITERS…
TO
MAKE IT EASY FOR EVERYONE ELSE TO DO THEIR JOB…
THERE
WAS ALWAYS GOING TO BE A CHANCE THE WRITING ASPECT WAS THE HOLLYWOOD DESTINY…
LIVE
PERFORMANCE MAY NOT HAVE BEEN IN THE CARDS…
I’M
GOING TO PERFORM STANDUP COMEDY FOR THE FIRST TIME…
THE
GOAL IS TO SECURE HOLLYWOOD PERFORMANCES…
EVERY
DEAL I WANT…
BOOK
PUBLISHING DEAL…ACTING DEAL…COMEDIAN STUDIO ALBUM DEAL…STAND UP TOUR…STAND UP
FILMS…DIRECTING DEBUT…ACTING DEBUT…
I
LIVED A GREAT LIFE AND I’M SO PLEASED WITH IT…
SAY
WHATEVER YOU FEEL ABOUT ME BUT CAN YOU HANDLE CONVERSATION WITH ME IF I TUNE MY
STANDARDS?
IF I
GO BOUJEE CAN YOU HANG?
I WAS
ALWAYS GOING TO WIN…
YOU’RE
MORE SUPERFICIAL…
YOU
CAN’T CALL ME SUPERFICIAL AND MAKE FUN OF MY LACK OF RESOURCES…
CLEARLY
MY RESOURCES HAVE BEEN MIS PERCEIVED BY YOU AND YOURS…
ASSHOLE…
EVERYTHING
I WANTED TO HAPPEN HAPPENED…
I’M
THE CLOSEST THING YOU EVER SAW TO THE LEGEND OF TUPAC SHAKUR…
I’M
ON THE WALL WITH HIM…AS AN ARTIST…
I AM
A DIRECT CORRESPONDENCE WITH TUPAC AMARU…
THIS FILM
IS ME FLESHING OUT THE STORY…
THIS
FILM IS THE PREQUEL TO WHATEVER FOLLOWS…
THIS
SERIES MAY BECOME MY AUTO BIOPIC…MEMOIRS AND DIARY…POSSIBLY…
THIS
IS THE START OF MY HORROR FILM CRAZE…
IF I
DIE IN AN YEAR…I WENT OUT ADAPTING MY FEAR AND TERROR INTO FILM…
I AM
FACING MY OWN MORTALITY…
YOU’RE
GOING TO HEAR OUT EVERYTHING I SAY…
WHO
WON’T LISTEN TO THE MAN WHO IS DYING?
I PREDICTED
MY DEATH WAS COMING 9 MONTHS AGO…
THE
ANGELS TOLD ME…
MY
LUNG FAILED A FEW WEEKS AGO…
I
GAVE MALIAH THE BOOKSTORE PASSWORD AND EMAIL DAYS BEFORE THIS EVENT…
THIS
IS TERRIFYING…
DEEP –
DEEP AND DOWN WITHIN…
I’M
AT PEACE WITH THIS…
BUT
IN ESSENCE I THINK IT SHOULD BE BOTHERSOME…
I AM
FACING IT BRAVELY AND THUS CAN’T REALLY FEEL TOO MANY WAYS ABOUT IT…
I
HAVE TO STUDY A LIST OF PHILOSOPHY…
MY
FILM’S REPRESENT MY PHILOSOPHY AND PSYCHOLOGY…
MY
FILM’S ARE AN EMOTIONAL MOMENT IN TIME…
A
SPECIAL MONUMENT TO MY FAITH AND IMAGINATION AND DESIRE AT THE MOMENT…
IT
WAS WRITTEN…
BC IT
WAS WRITTEN…
IF
LIFE IS A DREAM…
I’M
ALREADY DEAD…
IN
WRISTS BATHED IN RED…
I WAS
SEEKING THE KEY TO EMOTIONAL NUETRALIZATION…
I’VE
NEVER DONE HORROR BEFORE…I STARTED ONE A FEW YEARS AGO…2021-2022…
TITLE
WAS CLOSE TO WRISTS BATHED IN RED USING HUGE WORDS…
WBIR
IS SO MUCH MORE FIRE…
WBIR
WOULD BECOME THE IDEA I WANTED TO DEBUT IN HORROR WITH…
2021-2022…THE
YEAR WBIR CAME TO ME…
ME
WRISTS
BATHED IN RED
THIS
IN THE GRAVE YOU’RE DEAD
IF
YOU BEHAVED INSTEAD
TIFF
SNIFFED YOUR SHAVED HEAD…
ME
IT
STARTED AS A POEM…
THEN
A PERSONIFICATION OF SUICIDE…
SUICIDE
WAS TO BE A STALKER…
I’M
GOING TO MISS BEING ALIVE…
BUT
ONLY AS CHAD…
I
WASN’T CHAD BEFORE…
I WON’T
BE CHAD NEXT TIME…
MY
PURPOSE HERE…FROM MY PERSPECTIVE…IN THIS LIFE…CAREER WISE…
AUTHOR…NOVELIST…FILMMAKER…COMEDIAN…ARTIST…
PAINTING
WAS NEXT…
SINCE
THE PHONE GIRL I WANTED TO PAINT…
THE PHONE
GIRL STARTED IT ALL…
MEAGHAN
NORRIS…
BRUNETTE
NATURALLY…
IT’S
BEEN 10 YEARS SINCE THE PHONE GIRL WAS PUBLISHED…
JUNE
2015…I STARTED IT…
MAY
2015…THE PHONE GIRL SITUATION WAS TRANSPIRING…
WHAT
IF I WAS…TO YOU…AND THEM…THE GREATEST WRITER…
AS
FAR AS PURE PASSION…
AS
FAR AS POP YOU IN THE MOUTH ON PAPER…
I
POPPED YOU MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE…
I
BENT YOU OVER AND SPANKED YOU…
I WAS
GENTLE…
IT
STILL HURTED…
I
ONLY HAVE ONE OPPORTUNITY TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH…
I
FOUND WHAT THEY DIDN’T WANT US TO KNOW…
WE
ARE ALREADY DEAD…
SO
EVERYTHING ELSE IS COMPLETE BULLSHIT…
WE
OUT HERE TRIPPING FOR NO FUCKING REASON…
NO
FUCKING REASON…
NO
FUCKING REASON?
NO
FUCKING REASON…
CHECKS
OUT…
IF I
KNEW I WAS DEAD THE WHOLE TIME MAYBE I COULD HAVE PREVENTED ADDICTION…
IF I
KNEW I WAS ALREADY DEAD I COULD GO AND GET SOME COUNSELING FASTER…
I
RECOMMEND COUNSELING AS SOON AS YOU FINISH THIS FILM…
MAKE
THIS THE LAST FILM YOU WATCH BEFORE YOU HIT THE HOSPITAL…
SOBER
LIVING AMERICA…WE ARE LIVING PROOF…
TAKE
THE FOREX DAILY RVI 10 AND CCI 200 FOREX ALGO…
THE OG
2025 RAINMAN RAINDANCE…
PURCHASE
THERAPY…
ENTER
THE REHAB PROGRAMS…
STOP
RUNNING FROM THE PAIN…
IT’S
NOT THE MENTAL PAIN THAT CAN KILL YOU…
IT’S
THE ADDICTION YOU RAN TOWARDS THAT IS DEADLY
I
SELF DESTRUCTED ON PURPOSE FOR A HIGHER PURPOSE…
I
FOUND THE WAY TO HEAL FROM TRAUMA ENOUGH TO AT LEAST NOT CRY ALL DAY ANYMORE…
I’LL SHOW
YOU WHERE PEACE IS…
I
LEANED ON GOD…
GOD
SHOWED ME THE WAY…
BY
THE TIME I PUBLISHED IT ALL AND IT WORKED ON ME…
MY
BODY WAS ABOUT TO GIVE OUT ON ME…
I
SLOWLY KILLED MYSELF…
FOR A
GOOD REASON…
BUT
IT IS DEADLY AND IRREVERSIBLE…
I
CHOSE TO SELF DESTRUCT IN A SENSE TO LIQUIDATE MY ROYALTIES FOR MY FAMILY…
I HAD
TO DIE FIRST…
SO I
LIVED THE LIFE OF AN ADDICT…
THAT’S
THE MESSAGE…
THE
ADDICTION WILL KILL YOU…
THERE
WAS MORE GOOD FOR ME TO DO…
THE
WORLD WASN’T NECESSARILY NOT IN NEED OF MY PERSPECTIVE…
MY
MIND IS ON PAPER AND ON TAPE…
IF
LIFE IS A DREAM…
I AM
ALREADY DEAD…
IF
LIFE IS A DREAM…
AND I
DO NOT EXIST…
AND
THE DREAMSCAPE EXISTS ONLY WITHIN MY MIND…
WHAT
AM I?
I AM
DREAMING…
I AM
BRAIN DEAD…
I
CALL IT HORROR BUT THE GOAL IS A THRILLER…
LESS
GORE MORE THRILLS…
GORE
WHERE IT’S NEEDED UNTIL THEN SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF THEM…
CREEP
THESE LITTLE PUSSIES OUT…
SCARY
SONS OF BITCHES…
WHEN
I WRITE THIS…I SEE ANGELINA IN GIRL, INTERRUPTED…
HERE
IS A POEM FOR YOU…I WROTE THIS LINE AFTER WRITING THE POEM…
THERE’S
A PAGE BREAK RIGHT NOW…
I WANTED
TO BE THE GREATEST WRITER OF THE MILLINIAL GENERATION…1989 TO 2020…
ANYONE
BORN AFTER 2020 ISN’T INCLUDED…GENERATION BREAK…
A
GENERATION IS ACTUALLY 30 YEARS…
DUH…
MY
GENERATION ENDS IN 2020…I’M 90’S…I’M THE BEST AT WHAT I DID…
I
GAVE MY LIFE TO IT…
YOU’LL
EITHER LOVE MY WRITING OR NOT…
BUT I
WAS STILL BETTER AT THIS THAN YOU…
I’M LITERALLY
WRITING THIS ALL IN FRONT OF YOU FACE…
THESE
ARE MY NOTES…
WHAT
YOU SEE IS WHAT I WROTE…
I
DIDN’T WRITE ANYTHING YOU DIDN’T SEE…
I
TELL YOU WHAT I WANT TO WRITE AND THEN CONVERSATE UNTIL I FIGURE OUT HOW TO DO
IT…
WHEN
I’M TYPING IT SOUNDS LIKE DRUMS STICKS ON THE CHALK BOARD…
RAHT -
RAHT – RAHT – RAHT
TAKE
A BREAK AND RETURN FOR LAST SESSION TONIGHT…
THEN
I WATCH MOVIES…
THIS
MIGHT BE THE LAST SESSION FOR THE NIGHT…
PAGE
BREAK
IT’S
10:33PM EST –
10:33PM
EST –
5.16.2025…
FRIDAY
MAY 16TH, 2025
LISA
ROWE LISA ROWE…
LISA
GO LISA GO…
THRU
THE WOODS THRU THE NIGHT…
DAISY’S
HOUSE FEELING GOOD TIE IT TIGHT…
DO IT
TIGHT DO IT RIGHT…
AT
THE END IT’S A FIGHT…
JOLIE
WON BEST SUPPORTING TAKES FLIGHT…
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