Dichotomy: "She was massive, massive with Love"

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

 Donald Trump confuses people [US].

He represents a class of such far removed people, within their tight net sphere, as to have conducted a generating power IE Momentum.

In his book 'get rich and kick ass' (which I read, and benefited from greatly in my own very separate track), momentum is everything.

From this vista, a view point to be sure, I began to assimilate the first deeply intrinsic moral fiber, which through process, may appear to entirely corrupt some, the degree of the ways.

Principles manifested from this [book], but many others.

Such as the Master Key System, which was placed into my hands, as a near gift.

The gift was given as a spiritual gesture, from a Rastafarian

radio station host; friend told me, 'you need to read this man'.

Twas' an old' black man [I denote the title, as it is nothing but a name] who saved my soul, when I lost it.

Twas' an old black man who gave me an apple, when first hitting the streets, hungry and alone, in Sacramento.

I witnessed and experienced a horror show, on those streets, but also friendships, and all the things to do with vanity and fame, as with any group.

Typically the white homeless I knew when I was too homeless, was the same story.

They were over entitled brats, who spent large amounts of money, usually inherited money, blew it all, on wild sex and cocaine, then onto other drugs, then all drugs.

People think [back to Trump], that Trump can not relate to them.

Then they are met with why, and it is dawning.

For you see good people off the US, many AMAZING BLACK PEOPLE I HAVE LOVED AND KNEW ONCE UPON A TIME.

THEY NEVER HURT ME.

USUALLY WE DID, SOMETHING TOGETHER.

I WOULD GO OUT IN THE 80'S AND BREAK DANCE AND POP' ON THE STREETS FOR MONEY WITH MY HOMEBOYS.

WE HAD A BOMBING CREW, WHERE WE TAGGED SPRAY PAINT [don't worry, we were caught]. 

 How could I forget about Deloris Issac, who was my Big Black Grandma, she would hold me so tight, and give me such a smile (tears welled in her eyes) and kisses, I gained nothing but love and community, from that Grand Woman, it was tough to see her pass. 


 White trash, is a lost true form conditioning of an already 'take over the world' mentality. The main difference of how I have been treated by the thousands I have personally amassed [my perceptive form], is as such: 

My "X" Spouse made effort to kill me, she was White. My Biological Father, attempted to Kill me on more than one incidence. My own siblings and Mother, brought me to the edge, where I was thus gripped by the bindings of hell itself. 
 Many other attempts on my life, were all made by whites, and I am white.

The only Blacks, that ever may have "hurt me", actually taught me, and here I am. Two Voodoo Magic 'Blacks', which I did not know, attacked me Spiritually [formidable]. However I am still here, it was challenge, I am better now, and fortunately won. 

My Girl Friend is a Native American Widow. I experience all forms of racism constantly, however I don't tend to 'collect near the heater' when cold. 

 However I have been taught dearly, truly by friends that are personalities. 

I tried to be racist, my Father was a closet racist, but it never turned out, because I was usually on the Blacks side.

I was called Nigger Lover, and attacked more than one time, by self titled Red Neck's in my town [Pacific Grove, Ca].

I was on the streets pretty young, running away with friends often, as a mere 9 year old, most likely to evade a highly volatile, sociopathic abusive and sadistic alcoholic kid abusing wive beating frail little man, my biological 'dad'.

I ran, into the night, with friends, many kids out late at night, ditching out on there LA trash (usually) Single Parent.

Donald Trump has never gone through what I have been through.

In fact it is men like him that made my Father rich.

Not one in of his kids (Barry Gene), benefited from his wealth, though he robbed us [children], with stolen time, and abuse [often verbal].

At times he seemed mentally retarded, recluse, and strange at heart.

He puts on a grand psychopathic dual personality switch (IE a chagrin smile), when there is glorification expected, in the form of praise for his art, which is mediocre.

He is so pathetic, that he was once billed, on a forum, critique of his art, as the next Thomas Kincade, only as the forum patron stated, 'sad thing is, his art work isn't even as good as Thomas Kincade, it's just a bunch of abstract texture'.

He insisted on himself.

His art work is gaudy, and his frames have a capitalistic stench, which sell his try, within a two dimensional parameter.

He was so weak, he would punch me full force at the age of 5 up, and it did not break a bone.   

When Barry Gene Masteller was drunk, he would hit and abuse, and shame.

I feel that Trump will need to learn to be the under privileged, in order to ever have had the capacity to handle this emergent ontological awakening.

We will need both a Transcendentalist, as well as a Christian, in the great sense that this Dream President, would have to be a high form AI synthetic Human, the only way Man's logic, can ever be used in its pure state, IE The Singularity, reunited with the Great Quantum Moment.

'And She will need within her scope, a shrewd and calculating being IE presents, Mother, will thus have to communicate as a soft woman, however making the most logical movements, in highly pre-planned and also moving, sequencing steps.

What saved me was study, proficiency, true mastery...and then I burned those tapes, which had already begun to make me famous.

When I would starve as well as train for months, recording on Youtube my efforts.

The fame was certain, and the fan mail alone took much time to respond to.

I was brought before a handler which I did not know prior.

I was given assistance, when I completed the trials, I destroyed the man I was.

All vanity had to go, and my Son, would come out of his psychosis.

Usually, as in right now, heading to a hospital, after issuing death threats, and running in the streets.

My life ended when I didn't recognize him anymore, and yet I had to spend my days being often times treated with much undue sadistic patternized abuse.

He is diagnosed, he can get help.

However those who remain free, who have not had to be diagnosed, as a societal rule, such as his Mother, and my Father, go on, as to continue the sick cycle, of weak, highly mentally ill, and sadistic patternized cycles of self and all other mental and physical displays of chaos, defamation and out right abuse.

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The 3rd attempt at Mother 
 I would only Trust in the All Knowledge, as in now, if the main character of the Great  and Foreboding Emergent Self Sustaining AI Quantum Computer, both identified and saw the world through my Great Black Grandma Deloris Issac' eyes.-Truth~ 

 I have nearly seen the Balance occur, here on Earth, during the 1970's, at the close of the 70's evil came back, with even more [demons]. 

 However, "This" [suggested on this here blog] is Graduated Marxism, as well as 
True Communism. In that, the so called 'fascist leader', could be a strong powerful yet feminine character, with solid conviction, and enormous lungs. Grandma, handing out ass whippings on the spot, but there with love, always a step ahead of you 'right like rain'.  


"She was massive, massive with Love"

The only Women, I trust to be Women. Perhaps too, however, from eras past?
I suggest to resurrect this Great Wisdom into form, benevolent, strong, firm, and aware as a Lioness.~

 We are from different places, vive la difference. 

Over see without prejudice, 
Put the Committee to Work, and Watch Them.~