Thinking about what Art is… Anything that involves creativity right? My favorite artist is myself, above all others. But, if I look at idols that I choose to listen to, or, I look up to for creativity; I think that my favorite one’s aren’t a matter of who they are, but, what they represent.

What message is being spread by them? Is it a positive movement? Can get behind the meaning? Is there powerful lyrics or imagery? Or, is it spreading negative connotations?

I think art can also be an author. My favorite author is Dean Koontz. Stephen King is up there for me. I don’t support his views in politics but that is something I must use discernment with those type of people. He seems like (with all his popular books and movies, connected to Epstein and Diddy) and I cannot side with that.

Politics to me means doing what is right for the people, their nation, who represents it and not what is right for the wealthy families. The very one’s who lead the way into the darkness they want. Where they want total world population control. Like the UN or WEF.

Artists, like Bob Ross were a major inspiration to me. Even Doctor Seuss. They were very good at what art they created and have always inspired me. Salvador Dali, makes you wonder what hidden meanings were in the timeless piece “The Persistence of Memory.” What do you think it means?

Salvador Dali Fair Use last edit: 12 Dec, 2023 by 流浪小鸡

As for music, Dax’s song “Dear God” inspires me to keep soul searching. I think that song really ignited my mind in many ways. Then, beyond that, Chris Webby’s “Triggered” song makes me love to speak my mind regardless of what some fag might think. Calm down homie! I have fucked my own share of people from all backgrounds. I simply don’t care for you to know why, how, or even if I did. And, it isn’t your business either way. Even if you want to know. I don’t push that shit. Mind your own privacy. If you don’t want to share, you shouldn’t have to. But, I don’t hide it. People are beautiful.

But, one song today, that resonates with me deeply on a personal level, is the song: “Sincerely, A Tax Payer” by Samson. This song hits harder than anything I could ever hit with my minor pole according to God (source). Or, is it gods (multi-sourced)? I am not 100% sure. But, reality is, I have to deal with that either way in the afterlife, not you. Suck it up, kikelmongus. You don’t like it. Well, there’s a special door for you. My wife, she gives me enough shit for the shit I have done in the past. And, here is the best part, at least she knows she is a woman. Now what? Still have a problem? Sounds like we are different.

I don’t judge what you can or can’t sort out in your heart, but I really dislike the government pushing its agenda through the internet, all while hiding behind Section 230. That law needs serious reform. The Clintons can’t evade scrutiny forever; I believe they play a significant role in the so-called ‘New World Order’ perpetuated by the wealthy elite. Section 230 allows them to control content without accountability—hiding behind it like it’s a shield.

To clarify, I’m not here to protect any reputation. Over the years, I’ve been confused by the propaganda I’ve encountered. One thing is clear: I have nothing to hide. Whether you agree or not is your concern, not mine. Ask God, or whatever higher power you believe in. I’ve always been a believer, and I also recognize the value in mythic gods; after all, they predate many scriptures. I don’t judge people based on words, but actions tell a different story. We all assess each other’s characters—it’s just human nature.

I’m not special. I’ve made mistakes, harbored resentment, and done things I thought were right only to only question my choices later. Is that ignorance or a failure of education? I wish I hadn’t been taken advantage of, but I believe we’re all meant to find our place in a larger hierarchy. Our choices depend on the lessons we learn throughout life.

This is a personal reflection, perhaps a bit raw and situational. There’s so much that influences us, often unseen. I’m here, admitting that I’m not afraid of who I am, though others might be, depending on their perceptions and actions. I won’t apologize for my authenticity. This is me, not a generated response. I use technology to express myself more freely and accurately, and I’m simply trying to look at things as they are right now.

Anyway, I hope you have a blessed day. No matter how you label me—sinner, justice warrior, conspiracy theorist, or whatever—I want to ask: who are you?