The ceaseless conflict among interpreters, whatever master of truth may be thought to lie just ahead of their farthest energetic probing, simply renders cloudy the supposition that sense of truth is central experience of those who join the assemblage with special expectations and are in some way satisfied. Love is a passion that is always active in our heart. It is not east to be disengaged in our core emotions. I have tried enough to reconnect the love in your heart since your long absence from the house. Yet whatever comes through has a validity that one would never deny. The gods would not wrong thee if you keep your flame of love burning in your heart, even though you are far away. Each of these, indeed, through charm or skill or courage may evoke, if not actual sympathy, at least a kind of undefined responsiveness that may unaccountably shade whatever thou-shalt-not ay be read in their overt conduct. The gods will not leave my life to be empty, and I know I cannot find another to match your honor, you have won my hand with your body in the flame burning as an escape from constraints upon aspiring humanity. #RyanPhillippe 1 of 5

You are noble and your love comes easy to fill this broken heart when I fell in love with you many years ago, but your love fails easy to go from me as you have departed on the Albatross. However, it is an impression or feeling that it would be difficult to justify, to invest with a content that would be communicable to others. I want now to see how such terms might fare as we tried to accommodate them to our experience of Shakespeare. No color is involved here; I am just intrigued over the Shakespearean dilemma. When Sir William Shakespeare stories become mythical and are wound into modern plots, there are more comprehensive; they offer wider realms in which we move closer to totality. We come then, to another matter in which the functions of Sir William Shakespeare’s text have an affinity with the religious. The King James translation of the Bible is considered the greatest piece of literature in English. Its language supposedly represents the official in the King’s English. Well, Shakespeare’s language and the Bible’s language are one and the same. #RyanPhillippe 2 of 5

Sources report that from 1604 to 1611, King James got poets to translate, to write the Bible. Well, if Sir William Shakespeare existed, he was then the top poet around. However, Sir William Shakespeare is nowhere reported connected with the Bible. If he existed, why did not King James have Shakespeare to scribe passages of the Bible, why is it one of the World’s best kept secrets? I know many say Francis Bacon, who edited the Bible for King James, was Shakespeare. If that is true, why would Francis Bacon have kept that a secret? We have a perennial problem of getting from a smaller to a larger sense of life. It is human habit to be always, as we move from age to age, drifting into new constrictions; every new liberating perspective imposes its own rigidities; we flee from one half-truth through a wide-open door that turns out to lead us to another half-truth. Sir Francis Bacon was not royalty, when royalty sometimes used the nom de plume (pen of name—a name used by a writer instead of the writer’s real name) because it was improper for royalty to be artistic or theatrical. #RyanPhillippe 3 of 5

 What would Sir Francis Bacon have had to lose? Sir Francis Bacon, in fact, would have everything to gain. Some believe that King James himself was the real poet, who used the nom de plume Sir William Shakespeare. King James was brilliant. He was the greatest king who ever sat on the British throne. Who else among royalty, in time, would have had the giant talent to write Shakespeare’s works? It was he who poetically fixed the Bible—which is itself and its present King James version has enslaved the World. In either volume 43 or 44 of The Harvard Classis, I read Milton’s Paradise Lost. The Devil, kicked out of Paradise, was trying to regain possession. Many speculate that he was using the forces of Europe, personified by the Popes, Charlemagne, Richard the Lionhearted, and other knights. Some believe the Bible is actually a tool of the Devil, and many are led by the personification of the Devil. I prayed for some kind of relief from my confusion. I do not think anyone ever prayed more sincerely to God. It was the next night, doors opened and closed at their own volition. Lights flashed on and off of their own accord. There were unexplainable cold spots and smells. #RyanPhillippe 4 of 5

As I lay on my own bed, I suddenly, with a start became aware of a man sitting beside me in my chair. He had on a dark suit. I remember. I could see him as plainly as I see anyone I look at. He had a loose, dangling sleeve a seaman’s cap. He was not black, and he was not white. He was light-brown-skinned, as Asiatic cast of countenance and he had wet black hair. I looked right into his face. I did not get frightened. I knew I was not dreaming. I could not move, I did not speak, and he did not. I could not place him racially—other than I knew he was maybe an Ethnic European. I had no idea whatsoever who he was. He just sat there. Then, suddenly as he had come, he was gone.  It was feared that the Captain Alfred Easkoot, who died of a heart attack on 10 December 1905 was tormented and his soul was doomed to search the house for his bride Amelia Easkoot who rose from the dinner table in great pain and collapsed in 1886. She died in Captain Esakoot’s arms. There were rumors of foul play by the captain, but an autopsy revealed that she died of a ruptured heart. #RyanPhillippe 5 of 5

August 16, 2016 9:53 am / Leave a comment

If the lion ever wears the fox’s hide, still he wears it on the lion. Meaning a criminal can put on a suit and pretend to be honorable, but he is still a hustling, thug, and felonious man in a fancy garment. Yesterday, I spoke in London, and both ways on the plane across the Atlantic I was studying a document about how the United Nations proposes to insure the human rights of the oppressed underrepresented groups of the World. What makes a person think of themselves as only an internal United States of America issues is just a catch-phrase, two words “civil right” before first he wins his human rights? If the American people will start thinking about their human rights, and then start thinking about themselves as part of the World’s greatest people, they will see that they have a case for the United Nations. I cannot think of a better case! Ten years of blood, sweat, time and tears invested here, and they still have him begging for justice and what every immigrant fresh off the ship or sneaking across the border takes for granted the minute he gets here. #RyanPhillippe 1 of 3

However, I am digressing. Let us reflect, that the highest path is pointed out by the pure ideal of those who look up to us, and who, if we tread less loftily, may never look again. I told the Englishman that my alma mater was books, and a good library. Every time I catch a plane, I have with me a book that I want to read—and that is a lot of books these days. If I were not out there battling the reporter thugs, I could spend the rest of my life reading, just satisfying my curiosity—because you can hardly mention anything I am not curios about. I do not think anyone gets more out of the news than I do. In fact, setting in my apartment listening to these jive journalists enabled me to study far more intensively than I ever would have if my life had gone differently, and I attend quite a few colleges, overseas and in American, and I do have a college degree. I imagine that one of the biggest troubles with colleges is there are too many distractions, too much boxer and panty-raiding, fraternities, Kabuki dancing and drugs. Where else but in this building and city of Sacramento could I have attacked my ignorance by being able to study intensely, many days for up to twenty-one hours a day? #RyanPhillippe 2 of 3

Whatever our souls are made of my breeding shines through a sackcloth. Be what you would seem to be—or, if you would like it put more simply—Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise then what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise then what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. The [fox] chase, like misfortune, is a wonderful leveler of distinctions. I do not respect a lot of those reporters because it seems a lot of their time is spent arguing about things that should not really be important to them. They remind me of so many of the African American “intellectuals,” so-called, with whom I have come in contact—they are always arguing about something useless. “That is like SRO.” “The rap board owns that.” “The building is this or that.” I will tell you something. Much of journalism in Sacramento, California has now wound up in a cul-de-sac. The ignorant man has perpetrated upon himself, as well as the entire community, so gigantic a fraud that these reporters have put themselves into a grave. They did it through their elaborate, neurotic necessity to hide my true history and identity. #RyanPhillppe 3 of 3

August 15, 2016 2:01 am / Leave a comment

People who show an intense interest in books are often found to be in favor of many scholars, employers and professionals. Some of the most popular debaters are well read because it is important to be able to articulate a number of perspectives, understand key points from your opponents, and have the ability to talk about a number of topics. Some people are said by some to be walking encyclopedias—they are so well informed they are almost celebrities. No University would ask any student to devour literature and produce a flood of reports as I do. However, this new World open to me, not only could I read, but I can actually understand what is being written and even read what is implied. This is an entire new level of understanding. A lot of people can read, but they may not truly grasp the ideas being conveyed. I prefer reading in total silence and in isolation so I can truly focus. My house was usually so quite that no one thought I was there, until they head me laughing about something. However, I was always outrage by the meetings I used to attend, they always seemed to catch me right in the middle of something engrossing. #RyanPhillippe 1 of 5

After about ten years of these meeting, a few of the main speakers became so annoying that even the information and some of my favorite presenters could capture my attention anymore and I stopped showing up to the meetings because I wanted the peace of mind, overseeing pretty faces and finding out about what was going on in the World. Also, if I want news, I could just turn to social media. Many true journalists are aware that the public is increasing turned off by some of the anchors and personalities in the news and they are logging their reports on social media for you to watch and read. No one likes planning their lives around the television anymore. Some reporter’s feet are so big that when they walk, they leave a hole in the ground. In fact, after decades of theorizing and searching, scientists are reporting that they have finally found a massive reservoir of water 400 miles beneath our feet that could fill our oceans three times over. This discovery suggests that Earth’s surface water actually came from within, as part of a whole-Earth water cycle, rather than the prevailing theory of icy comets striking Earth over 6 billion years ago. #RyanPhillippe 2 of 5

And God said: Let the water teem with living creatures, and let birds fly above the Earth across the expanse of the sky. As always, the more we understand about how the Earth formed, and how its multitude of interior layers continue to function, the more accurately we can predict the future. Weather, sea levels, climate change—these are all closely linked to the tectonic activity that endless churns away beneath our feet. After listening, it has been discovered that the is constant movement in the Earth’s mantle and core. Researchers believe that they have found a huge reserve of water that is located in the transition zone between the upper and lower mantle—a region that occupies between 250-410 miles (400 and 660 kilometers) below our feet. It is the dehydration melting at the top of the lower mantle. And it not like oil, we cannot just drill into the Earth and pull this water out, after all, that could be dangerous, the water could be possibly intercooler for the Earth. #RyanPhillippe 3 of 5

The Earth is a very complex machine, and a lot of things we do not understand happen internally. If the water was not stored underground, it would be on the surface of the Earth, and mountaintops would be the only land poking out, we would not have oceans, the water would all dry up and go away. God saw what he made was good. God’s teachings spread so swiftly all over the World. The teachings ring true for many people. You can hardly show me an American who has not heard of God nor the Bible. I have often reflected upon the new vistas that reading opened to me. I knew right there in my house that reading had changed forever the course of my life. As I see it today, the purpose for my avid reading awoke inside of me, not only for the ability to be mentally alive, but also because I believe that one day I will come upon an idea that will allow me to live the life I want. If you have limitations, actively looking for honest solutions is a means to the best resolution. I am certainly not seeking any more degrees, the way a college confers a status symbol upon its students. #RyanPhillippe 4 of 5

My housemade education gives me, with every additional book that I read, a little more hope that I will one day be the president of a corporation, with the ability to set my own schedule and travel the globe, and make business deals with World leaders, and be so well education that I will look intelligent and have thoughtful input on any subject. I remember when I used to meet with representatives from the Warner Brothers network back in the day, I was so young, I would just set at the table and listen to them without being able to have any input because I did not want to look like a fool. One of them had a five-year-old African son, who could speak five languages. They sat at the table and this African American woman was the head of the group and the European American man and his five-year-old African son had a side bar conversation in some other language and fluently. There are so many educated people and this World and I want to use my time wisely and not talk about the five same subjects all the time. Ideas, like ghost, must be spoken to a little before they will explain themselves. #RyanPhillippe 5 of 5

August 15, 2016 12:07 am / Leave a comment

There he sat, his very indifference speaking a nature in which there lurked no civilized hypocrisies and bland deceits. Many people run up to the church house and praise God and talk about how they love God so much, but still do some wicked acts on the daily basis. The falsest men will yet bear outward shows of a pure mind. It is like they are crisis actors, paid to go to church, and pretend to be saved, but are much larger sinners than anyone at a nightclub, on a Saturday night. Nothing is so provoking as that a man should preach viciously and act virtuously. What he wanted in purity of heart, he supplied by exterior sanctity. The hardest test many sinners face in their lives is praying. You have to understand going to church only requires their comprehending, believing the teachings of the Deacon, and only requires them to say, “That’s right!” or “I never thought of that.” However, bending on their knees to pray—that act—well, it takes them sometime to get that down. #RyanPhillippe 1 of 5

Their cloak of religion is always ready to cover the dirty stable. They have no problems getting down on their knees to pick a lock to rob someone’s house, often times it is one of the only ways their knees had ever been bent before. They have to force themselves to bend their knees and ask the Lord for forgiveness, but still testimonies of shame and embarrassment force them back up. For it is deviant to many sinners to bend their knees, admitting their guilt, to implore the forgiveness of God—it is the hardest thing in the World, especially when they think they are gods and baby gods. Many of them are the personification of the evil that they are going through. And when they are finally able to force themselves down on their knees to pray to God, they have no idea what to say, the things that they have done in their live time just slide away like snow off a roof. They make believe that it was someone else they knew of who had lived by hustling and committing their crimes. They would be startled to catch themselves thinking that they were actually criminals. #RyanPhillippe 2 of 5

The most professing men were the greatest objects of interest: and their conceit, their vanity, their want of excitement, and their love of deception all prompted to these professions, and were all gratified by them. I have never been one for inaction. Everything I have ever felt strongly about, I have done something about. I expressed my concern to people in the hustling World, such as Craig, the gambling house owner, the Stanford Slut, the thief Jimmy Jumpsteady, and several mule and dope peddlers. I never got more than a sarcastic reply. The average hustler and criminal was too uneducated to see the error of their ways. I have known many slick, sharp-looking Hollywood hustler, who would have you think they has an interest in Wall Street, the News, or Politics; privately, they would get someone else to read a letter if they ever received one. I think it is good that white guilt and black racism has been exposed in modern America. #RyanPhillippe 3 of 5

With hypocrites, proudly humble as they are, vanity will break out sometimes in spite of their cloaks, through but in self-denying, compliment-begging self-degradation. Many people were still so upset about slavery and thought that a certain race was bad, but now you see the color of skin does not matter, it is about the quality of character of a person, not their heritage, race, nor culture. Of all the platitudes which are canted in this canting World—though the clichés of hypocrites may be the worst—the triteness of criticism is the most tormenting! Whatever their comparative rank as artists, people show a different social outlook, different values of life. If springing from higher social environment, some observe ostentatiously a great number of traditional decorums, and if from a lower, they are gushing over with a respectable sentimentality which brought tears to the faces of their contemporaries and smiles or yawns to ours. The decorums of the first group have disappeared from the later group, and their taboos may be said to be almost reversed. #RyanPhillippe 4 of 5

Being an American is great, we have libraries full of good books you can use to read about things and learn new thoughts. However, a lot of people do not like to read or cannot read. Many complain there is nothing good on television, and that is why they medal in the lives of others for entertainment, but that is not true. There are many good shows on television like American Gothic, Empire, Supernatural, Modern Family, Blackish, Scream Queens, and Fresh off the Boat. Every culture, ethnicity, religion, and lifestyle is right there waiting for you. In every free moment I have, I like to read and share things that I find interesting. There is more going on in this World besides politics and celebrity gossip or crime reports. Reading not only opens my mind, but it also broadens my vocabulary and it makes life more enjoyable. For me, reading and sharing what I learned makes me happy and feel safe. Literacy is such a gift—I have never been so free in my life. An exciting idea is like a venomous microbe; it bites into the brain, and if circumstances do not occur to expel it, it produces a form of mania. #RyanPhillippe 5 of 5

August 14, 2016 9:53 pm / Leave a comment

We have stated elsewhere that dreams which are conspicuously innocent commonly embody crude erotic wishes, and this we might confirms by numerous further examples. However, in many dreams which appear indifferent, in which we should never suspect a tendency in any particular direction, may be traced, according to the analysis, to unmistakably sexual wish-impulses, often of an unsuspected nature. To further highlight this illustration, who, before it had been interpreted, would have suspected a sexual wish in the following dream? The dreamer relayed: Between two stately palaces there stands, a little way back, a small house, whose doors are closed. My broad leads me along the little bit of road leading to the house and pushes the door open, and then I slip quickly and easily into the interior of a courtyard that slopes steeply. Anyone who has had experiences in the translating of dreams will, of course, at once be reminded that penetration into narrow spaces and the opening of locked doors are among the commonest of sexual symbols, and will readily see in this dream a representation of attempted coition from behind (between the two stately buttocks of the body).  #RyanPhillippe 1 of 5

Kevin Tyler’s mother told him: Son, read the Book of Revelations and pray to God! She kept telling him. Kevin Tyler read the Bible’s Revelation pages; he had actually gotten down on his knees, praying like some Negro Baptist Deacon, sweating so hard that his black face looked as though it had been greased with Crisco and his tired eyes bulging transfixed like saucers, his mouth open halfway to the floor, and not understanding the word. He cried out and began slumping. In eight to ten seconds, Kevin Tyler had turned as atheist. Any person who claims to have deep feeling for other human beings should think a long, long time before he votes to have other men kept behind bars—caged like dangerous animals. I am not saying there should not be prisons, but there should not be bars. Behind bars, a man never reforms. He will never forget being shackled in chains, and transported underground, like a runaway slave, in a dark van with 20-30 other people with no windows for air. He will never forget the smell of death in the 144 square foot room, with the cold hard stainless steel toilet, being served dog foot, and feeling the burning hot sun awakening him every morning as roaches the size of birds scampered across his face. He will never get completely over the memory of the bars. #RyanPhillippe 2 of 5

After he gets out, his mind tried to erase the experience, but he cannot. I have talked with numerous former convicts. It has been very interesting to me to find that all of our minds had blotted away many details of years of prison. But in every case, he will tell you that he cannot forget those bars and how someone, many someone tried to “cook his fish” and slipped mollies in his food. As a “fish” (prison slang for a new inmate) I was physically miserable and as evil-tempered as a snake, being suddenly without my mollies. The cells did not have running water. The prison had been built in 1798—during the reign of the Habsburg Lorraine Dynasty of Joseph II and Leopold VII. I could lie on my back and touch both walls. However, on a perfect night, during the midnight hour, I would pretend to be walking near the castle and would take a deep breath of cool nighttime air. I do not care how strong you are, you cannot stand having to smell a whole cell block of defecation and cat piss. The prison psychologist analyzed me, a heavy-set woman graying at the temples. As I stood at the doorway, the entire room smelled like someone had just had the butt sex and did not defecate and wash her ass beforehand. The room was humid and smelled like a fonk box. She called me a filthy name I could not think of, and the prison chaplain got called worse. #RyanPhillippe 3 of 5

The guards with guns watched me, hatred often focused on them. I got high on the stew. My cellmate was a green scaly guy with a big mouth and sharp teeth. I was finally able to flirt with the guard, while the woman with the fonky box butt was gone, and got some kind of rocks that produced a better high. I was viciously cursing aloud to myself. They called me the blue eyed Devil, but at other times they called me a Negro with light, kind of red complexioned Negro. One day, out of the blue, the guard told me if I had some brains, I would use them and give up the ass. I pretended to pass out and as he pulled my pant down and underwear off. There is a drowsy state, between sleeping and waking, when you dream more in five minutes with your eyes half open, and yourself half conscious of everything that is passing around you, than you would in five nights with your eyes fast closed, and your senses wrapt in perfect in perfect unconsciousness. At such times, a mortal knows just enough of what his mind is doing, to form some glimmering concept of its mighty powers, its bounding from Earth and spurning time and space, when freed from the restrains of its corporeal associate. #RyanPhillippe 4 of 5

I used the old crab trap and hemmed him up with my abnormally strong legs, wrestled with him a bit, and broke his neck. As I came to, he lied on the floor dead. No game ended without my refiguring some little cellblock swindles. In my worst day, I would not let this man consult with my naked eye. It made me very proud I choked this freak out. My daddy always taught me real man do not play that dick up the butt. My brothers and sisters in Detroit and Chicago would just use a razor if someone tried to go near their buttocks. The human mind is a kingdom to itself. In place of the atmosphere of malicious gossip, perversion, grafting, hateful guards, there was more relative culture. A millionaire had willed me his estate; he had probably been interested in the rehabilitation and redevelopment of traumatized youth. History and special religions were his special interests. Thousands of books were on the shelves, and in the mansion were boxes and crates full of clothes, jewelry, antique photographs, I found a letter that said God had come to America, and had made himself know as a man. The answer is that Masonry, actually, is only thirty-three degrees of the religion of Islam, which is the full projection, forever denied to Masons, although they know it exists. #RyanPhillippe 5 of 5

August 12, 2016 9:47 pm / Leave a comment

The bearer of deviant tidings hath but a losing office. It is the law of rackets, a services that is fraudulently offered to solve a problem, such as for a problem that does not actually exist, that will not be put into effect, or that would not otherwise exist if the racket did not exist, that every criminal expects to get caught. He or she tried to stave off the inevitable for as long as he can. Drugs often help these criminals escape their guilty conscious by pushing the thoughts of the horrors and atrocities they committed in the back of their minds. These drugs become the center of their lives, every day they smoke weed, use cocaine, crack, or meth so that they feel above their worries, they cannot feel the thick sense of death and eminent punishment in the air. People wondered how these thugs could show their faces at work, and why they all acted like they were mentally unwell and thought no one knew of mayhems that had been committed? This may occur because a variety of reinforcers (drugs) activate the same pleasure pathways in the brain. In this sense, a person may be addicted to food, sex, or love as well as to drugs. #RyanPhillippe 1 of 8

People were hooked on drugs like it was candy, and they were acting mentally unwell. They would lock the kids in the bedrooms and party every night. Chemical smells and smoke would fill the rooms. People were so high that they hand no moral center and acted like zombies. They would go to the store and come back days later. They basically had circuit parities at different houses and no one worked, but they partied every night. Many men and women were selling their bodies to the dope man so they could get high and when he got tired of running through them, they would go back home to their families. Loose, mentally deranged, and with a vacant look in their eyes. Everyone walked around without speaking, probably because they could not form words. The drugs that are most likely to lead to physical dependence are alcohol, amphetamines, barbiturates, cocaine, codeine, heroin, methadone, morphine, and nicotine. The perversion that was going on was much like Imperial Rome. There was an unholy passion for pleasure of the flesh, infamous prostitutes, and anyone who opposed the Emperor, he would fiendishly invent a means of disposing of them, and more. #RyanPhillippe 2 of 8

The level of corruption that was sweeping across the city was not for the squeamish, not for the prudish—many were shocked and aroused as the deviant conspiracy was becoming known to the public, and the decadence beneath the surface of the grandeur that was once Sacramento. One man from Oak Park changed the culture of the entire city. Illicit use of amphetamines is widespread. These stimulants became especially popular because people thought drugs would improve their mental and physical performance. Some abusers even began injecting Methedrine (“speed”) directly into their bloodstream. These true speed freaks would typically go on binges lasting several days, after which they would “crash” from a lack of sleep and food. To stay high, the abusers were taking more and more of the drug as the body’s tolerance grew. However, the higher doses also caused nausea, vomiting, high blood pressure, and potentially fatal heart arrhythmias, and crippling stoles. It is also important to realize that amphetamines speed up the bodily resources; they do not magically supply energy. #RyanPhillippe 3 of 8

Because the drugs cause you to use up your body’s natural resources faster, the after-effects of an amphetamine binge can cause hair loss, rapid aging, weight loss, but some people actually gain weight, fatigue, depression, terrifying nightmares, confusion, uncontrolled irritability, and aggression. Repeatedly overextending the body with stimulants may lead to self-starvation, sores and non-healing ulcers, tooth grinding, chronic chest infections, liver disease, high blood pressure, and brain hemorrhage. Amphetamines can also cause a loss of contact with reality knows as amphetamine psychosis. Affected users suffer from paranoid delusions, the speed freak may become violent, resulting in self-injury or injury to others. A potent new smokable form of crystal methamphetamines has recently added to the risks of stimulant abuse. This drug, known as “ice” on the streets, is highly addictive. Like “crack,” the smokable form of cocaine, it produces an intense high. However, also like crack, crystal methamphetamine leads very rapidly to compulsive abuse and severe drug dependence. #RyanPhillippe 4 of 8

People reported that the use of these drugs makes them feel closer to others and heightens their sensory experiences. For the abusers, if any worries did manage to push their way through to the surface of their consciousness, they could float them back where they came from until tomorrow, and then the next day. While these drugs are relatively cheap, it may ultimately prove to be a costly trip into the unknown. Some people had been able to smoke the weed, and sniff the snow and rarely show it very much, but after a while it is not that easy. One week the gang was not working—after a big haul, they were staying high and would go out clubbing. They could tell from the bartender’s face something was wrong, but everyone knew not to ask questions. It was always a rule—never ask anybody in that kind of situation; they will tell you what they want you to know. The boss sat down on a stool and ordered a Manhattan, and then he saw them. Serena and her sister Blair sat at the table inside, near the dance floor, with a white man. The cocaine is his system compelled him to get up because that was not Serena’s husband. It was his friend, and her husband was out of town, Serena and her sister had dinner with this man. #RyanPhillippe 5 of 8

After dinner, they drove around and went to Oak Park, the black ghetto, it was the white man’s idea. He must have been high and wanted a little amusement by the “coons.” The girls tried to change his mind because it was a bad neighborhood, one where you might get shot or car jacked for looking too rich. They ducked into a nightclub, and everyone pretended not to know them. For some reason, when you are with a white man, the girls do not want to associate with non-whites. They ordered drinks and prayed that none of the black men would set trip and rush this white dude. However, the boss walked up to the table and blew their cover. They all sat at the table together, snorted some coke. And when the boss woke up he was at home in bed. Many of these drugs are created in clandestine labs to circumvent drug laws. Because the drugs are not tested for safety, some have extremely toxic effects. One notorious drug damaged the brain in a way that left hundreds of users suffering from severe Parkinson’s disease, which is a debilitating disorder of the central nervous system that affects movement, often including tremors, and cannot be cured with treatment. #RyanPhillippe 6 of 8

Parkinson’s disease can last for years or be lifelong, and it also destroys memory and other important executive functions of the mental faculty. These drugs can cause severe liver damage that can be fatal. that could leave you bedridden, living out the slow workings of death by cancer. It turned out the white man was an undercover detective. He crept up in the house with a key. He got the bosses address from his identification card at the nightclub. And the house was loaded with evidence—fur coats, jewelry, an arsenal of guns, and drugs. The girls got blocked in, too. However, their bail was low because they were white girls, the boss was not. The detective was mainly upset that he had turned out these upper class white girls and had them hoin’ and hanging out in ghettos establishments, so they set his bail at $125,000.00. The white women in leagues with Negros was their main obsession. It really bothered the social worker and the forces of the law because these were high class women from good families. #RyanPhillippe 7 of 8

The white man started jamming dude up, he wanted to know if he had had the sex with these women. They did not care about the crimes that had been committed because all they could see is this black man was taking privilege with the white man’s women. Even in the court house all the bailiffs cared about with the gang bangin’ Negro has some white girls in his house. The first thing the lawyer told the boss is he had no business with these white girls and the county was investigating him because they wanted to get them out from under him. They police threated to send him to jail for life and take his house if he came near these white women again. Growth never comes at the same rate or in the same way for every person. So our paths intersected and our paths move against each other and our paths move apart. We can be grateful when physical closeness changes into personal presence. We know what it is to be together. We have returned to the point where we began in understanding response to human pain. The personal demands of the visceral bring us back to the key, which is ourselves. #RyanPhillippe 8 of 8

August 12, 2016 7:17 pm / Leave a comment