I check me

That's essential. I foubd this out today.

I thought it was rude. But it was instruction. It was butt touch, and i dont play that. But i also ought nit play non washed ass. Theres a three day limit on that now.

Since I realized this a several minutes later, I have to apologize to Minister Brown. Brenda you cannot steal you imps. But i thabk you for your advice.

That's how it is. I realise later. How much later depends on discipline. If I am prepared, the counsel will settle softly, and soon. With no discipline, nothing prepared or no working on, then a year may lapse until I realize. Look to me abd Brenda for that one.

instead of lookig for a job, I went to the park. I failes at that ine ub a million chance. I'll never get another one like hwe again. Each day, I kick myaelf newly in rhw ass for that one. Wow, what a failure. But it shant stay so. I win I learn. But I will be lonely forever.

Even another woman cannot replacr the happiness. I coldly deal wirh this daily. I have to get her back. But how Lord? With 51 dollars?

Are you ok looking at your zap accou t and seeing 4.51? As if you've clearwd aome progress? Oh, Ive done a lot. And 4 dollars later. Clear the shit man.  You can do it. I believe in you. The Lord Wouldn't allow such progress withoit reason. Take this as a lesson in self appreciation. Take your lady. She is waiting for you, I hope.

But restraining order is real. It means vack off. So do that. And pray from here. Meditate daily. I don't see why not.

Be sure to clear that book by November. No one can move you. Let the lecherous do their thing. They wabt to burn ler them burn. You make aure you promote peace instead.

Lord.

Getting rid of me.

This is a recurring theme in my life. Last night the Deacon wrote in pen and touched my butt. I mean, he didn't touch my butt with his hand, but the pen writing touched my butt. I felt like he was trying to capture me.

What is it with all these fake people man? Are there any real niggaz left? I wonder.

I can't say I'm the realest ever. The Lord Is. But I'm close to something real. I'm not fake, I'll tell you that.

PEople want to fornicate, to let pimping, to do all manner of harm to good here. Because they've been able to do it. I suppose I'll have to move on from here soon.

My mother set me up slick. She kept doing that butt shit too. It's like they need me to be gay. I'm not gay. I'm working online. There's a difference.

I'm not putting up with anyone's shit. I don't care what the reason is, what the payout is. Shit is shit. It's wrong. I don't have or want to make time for someone else's shit.

I'm funny enough now. I went through that faze of believing I wasn't funny enough. I went through that. I went through believing stupid shit.

First of all, this Church is in Compton. You have no business in Lynwood. Get your eye off my city. Or you won't have one.

I don't care about no f*king game. f*k that shit. You little faggot ass lames. Go eat a hamburger somewhere. Stop f*king with the real niggaz land.

You keep playing this game, and see don't the Lord Put a whopping to your backside. Don't crash your car. Don't choke out. Don't get sick. You'll get all thrree f*king with me.

Having said that, I think they want me out of here. Never mind I help. The game is bigger. We'll see what happens.

In the mean time, I'm going to make this money so I can be a comedian. Bump what the world wants. The world wants men to wear dresses. I don't wear dresses. I'm not going to start.

I remember Ron. I also remember going all the way somewhere in LA and Bombing comedy at a church. The people there were like, if it's not funny, we're going to do bad things to youf family. I remember thinking, well there's no sense in me doing good. They want to do me wrong anyway. Some people.

Gentiles. I have the Jew hearing. Let's say I am a Jew. That's nice. My name is Julius. It couldn't be simpler. I don't know why you feel the way, Mr. Luntz. I don't know why this took me so long to figure out. The Mexicans alway knew.

I don't mind, but where Lord will I go? The people don't want me alive. Will I die and come to You?

I'm lonely, and weary of fighting with mongrels. But I will fight. I will stand up for what is right. Even if it kills me. It ought to not.

I remember going to a burger king in LA to pick up my check. And you want to tell me working online is worse than that? Working online is worse that catcvhing the bus to go pick up a check?

No.

Working online is tight.

Tightdad.com will be the number one DAd improvement site in the world. And I'll sell it to a company for so many millions. Close to a billion. I'll be set for life, no more working for wages. I go from watching bugs in the sink to sinking my teeth in my wife over a well heated room cozily in Lynwood. I'll buy a house there, and invest the rest of the money I don't give to my family.

The people are like from another planet, man. It's like, every 5 minutes, there has to be some shit started up. It's like they need it. I think they do.

Since they don't have citizenship, the only way to anchor down is to cause trouble. This is why you have crime in poor areas. The people are poor in skills, or knowledge of the country. The area or land itself is not poor. The minds upon it have poor understanding.

However, all this can be changed for the better. The people will continue to pester you. The game is bigger. They want to prove that. So let them try.

I on the other hand will get this working online. The goal is $51 dollars a day.

I start with Zap. Move to cat, then to Loop, then finally Survey Junkie. 5 days a week. This week start it out. Today if you hit, then Monday you'll clear and be able to go and do your comedy and tape it.

Make sure the Russian records it. Don't let them bilk you into thinking oh, there's nothing we can do. Make sure you get the film out. Like these survey guys, they want to gyp everybody. We figure you'll do something nice with the footage, so we want to stop you. We want to make it hard for you to win. So we'll make it really hard for you to get your footage.

Stop being a faggot.

Now let me clear something up before I go. Gay is wrong. But it's not to be condemned. I curse. I fart. I poot. I burmp. Please excuse me. But faggots, they are abominable. Faggots are people who like to start shit because their booty is hurting. Let me cause pain, inflict something. Because of me. Forget everyone else being at peace. no, it's about me all the time only. Only my ass. Faggot.

Don't be like that. Be better than the afflction. Get with The Lord and fight it.

Don't worry about these tattle tell Deacons. He was a cool dude until he screwed the wrong women. He needs to get married to someone good and stop bullshitting. It is better to marry than to burn.

I think following this gay ass game is going to get you killed. A disease or something. These Browns are trying to take the church from under you and The Lord Sent some help. Of course, like a pimp would, you use the help and demand they stay under your radar, you know, because you're a pimp. You're big time, they're small. They need to stay out the way. Never mind they helped you in the end.

All this ego is no go. Upstairs, they don't care about ego. I'm telling you this out of your own palace. Do not challenge me. You thought the thought that thought wrong. You thought to yourself, like everyone else did, oh, you are smal,, you are nothing to me. I helped you, you just play along or get on.

I guess I'll be getting on then.

Like I told my dad, I'm not playing. I can't play, Dad. Not with my money. Not with my life. We hung from trees. We were whipped and beaten. We suffered s much. Now, you want me to give it to the White man and the Latino? For what? A job. F*k a job. I'll make a job.

These Digitalos, looking to make it hard for Black people. F*k them. Let them sit on a rock. My mother in the car made a phone payment, while also on the phone with the service. The service person was going all around the bush to do their job. How worthless. What a scum. He's getting a check, and trying to check people. I hope he sleeps well at night knowing he's against The Lord's finest. Be a villain to me if you want to. See if you live long enough to see the end.

Who ever has set me up, join the club. Join the faggot followers club. Be among the most people who choose to spit in the face of people trying to do right. Of people who cast stones as if they have never done wrong. Of people who have nothing better to do than to steal. They come up off theft and laugh at you for trying to be real.

QMee is chump. They want to regulate pennies? How crummy. I hope they get a cot in a dungeon for a week. If they keep it up. If not, why suffer so hard.

It's bad enough I'm making pennies. You want to regulate those too? You scumbags.

Anyway, let me not rant too hard, but it feels good to be able to do that. Where I will be ranting I don't know. After all, you have Browntown here, and Deacon pervert, also Mexican military, and then me. I'm Jade Villaine on the raps, but in life right now, I'm poor Ju.

Lord.

I was wrong about Moma. And Niggaz.

I'm pretty sure you've been wrong, walking down the boulevard as a fourth grader in 1994.

I remember kissing Michael on the head as a child. The Lord Has Been With Me since birth.

I used to play with bricks alone while the other kids were on the other side of the room. I still remember the green brick. I teachers used to pad my ducktale in the back of my head.

And I cannot give this up. Not my hair all the way, and not my life. I have earned this. And I think I'm going to earn 1228 every month. Or more.

I have 3 of the 4 I need to do this. I have one which pays 1, another 1.30, another $25, and the last one I need $10. Put them all together and its $51.

I said some time ago last year that I would make $50 a day here. The time is now. It's almost here for real. I just need one of each every single day. I will take sunday off. The Sabbath, Saturday, is the day I will slow down and relax. It's like fun and work also.

I had the bommest job, but I got pushed out by the Mexicans. Or might I say, Latinos.

I was wrong about my mother. What else am I wrong about. I'm sorry for tripping on you Moma. I thought you were trying to get back at me, cutting off my account and having me in the dark. But I realized you were not. You were just having some other issues. I even got food from you.

I paid my mother $40 today. It's small, but it feels good. I appreciate being able to pay her something.

PEople are acting like I'm gay or something. I think it's the album I put up. I took it down. Was it the track "Hard cocks"? Probably so. I think a name like that will raise a few questions. I have slivers of paper, they're like gold. If I use them sparingly, I ought to have enough for a week. I have a few left, so I'll use them up.

I think the paper was a throw away from another time. From a time before now. I think the African-Americans I know are really showing their help now. The love they have is astonishing. They have certainly earned my business.

I have a good insurance. I'm telling you, Abraham ought to go into underground insurance. All the big niggaz of their areas go into serving your people. You will not be disappointed.

Stop racing other groups who know little about you. Don't blame them for not knowing or caring about you. Start helping your own. You have time now while you yet live.

Don't be surprized that people come out the woodwork to stop you. They do that. I found this out. But love them. Don't make a stink about it. Just be helpful. Honor over everything. Honor above everything. That's the Lynwood way.

I love my city. I want to suck the big tits of my wife and get married, in reverse order. I do it right. Get married, have kids. This is the classic. I need to have this. I am growing weary. Where is my wife? Who is she? Is Brenda my wife? Or has her word made sure?

I think Flemisha is nice, with Joshua now. I think those two ought to marry. He needs to keep his hands off her. She's so good, so tender and juicy, but she's not to be meddled with. She's really delicate, a delicacy. I'm talking like this and will stop.

Brenda, I wish I could make up to her all the bad things I done did. Every bad word, witchcraft, you're not strong enough, I thought you were stronger, you're not a Christian, all those hits da. I wish I could just take it back, take her to the beach, put a beach towel down and make love in the sand. We wouldn't do that sh, but we'd lay there and make out. Then hop in the car and go home for real.

I wish I could make it all up to her. Make up. That's all we do. No more break up.

Lord.

Satisfying tits.

I cashed out with Zap. You have to fight with it.

The title is because I love the big tits. But watching tbem on screen, not our home porn, but actors or stars of another film, those are only marginally satisfying. It's like watching a big woman with a dildo. You dont want to see it. You want to feel it, be there. It just looks nasty. But if that's your wife, you dont need a dildo.

Gosh I love Brenda. I wish I could win her back somehow. Make her mine again. Lord is that possible?

I feel this 15 dollars is in reach. If I reach 201 or so tonight, then tomorrow I can finish and cash out. I feel I will return just in time to hand her the money. Then I'll collect some food and eat.

So I'm getting to some real money now. 25 a day at least.

Zap
Go
SJ
Cat.

Inboxdollars is horrible. I wish they'd give mire than spins. Or a two cent lay out. They pay good but you have to hit it. No hit no sh. You get a rigged spin.

"Love no Limit" is my life theme. It reminds me of growing up in Bellflower. I walked home from school while this was on the radio.

I stood on the corner and a blacktruck playing "For the love of money" drove in front of me. I still remember that years later. Lord Thank You.

Let Brenda know I love her Lord. Kiss her softly this night. Each night. Dress hercarefully. Massage her breasts like a doll. She still has children. My children, clowning.

Lord.

I had

Nana in a dream

Nana was fussing at my mother. The house had many cats. My mother is trying to force something on me. She's just a follower. But she gave birth to a leader. So I will lead. I don't care about overbearing parents. They need to quit trifling matters.

I love in LA. I'm not moving from here. No one is going to force me out.

No one is going to force their will. No one going to make me suffer. No one is going to be slick.

I am going to get my job. Not your job. Not what you want. What I know is right. Have websites that earn money. I'm on 118 now. I found peanut labs gives 2 cents. I'll struggle with that to make the 8.60 I need to cash out.

Then I'll cash out on gl as well. I'll not be defeated. I am so close. I can't give up. I have water. I have food.

I ride with Brenda.

A quarter fell in the trash. She mentioned Miguel's birthday. $he was driving. When the quarter fell in the trash, she leaned in to pick it up! I stuck my hand out and gave her another twenty five cents. Like dont dig in the trash.

Willie Webster

I wish that man was alive now. He taught me so much about life. I wish by some miracle Brenda would come back. I;d love her higher than gold. Finer than silk. I'd start with the pocketbook. I'd pull out the two quarters I have and give it to HER.

I miss her. I miss seeing those pretty almond eyes, always learning, trying to understand. I didn't know what was happening then. Now, I know. I know she loved me enough to spare me the knowledge. She walked out the house while swiping my spirt. She walked out of her house and into the street. I was there, a man in the home. She left the man inside for a man outside. I suppose he had a bigger dick. I could care less now. I'd shoot dicks off if I have to. Bleed to death and die. Then we'll see how big you are.

I didn't want Brenda to leave my life. I just had to realize that I'd been ousted by faggots. I'm not sure where I got the notion to be so cruel. Perhaps it's the way I've been treated.

Order my steps i a good Christian song. But the songs I bought from Amazon are gone. It's like they took all the good uplifting music off there. They don't want you to be motivated. They want to control you.

I have a sense there is a great biodome above the earth, and we are being controlled. There is a great legion of other beings who we made an agrement with, a pact. We decided that for a generation of men, they would give us access to riches untold. That's just what they are - untold. No one knows the amount of weath to be gathered from this union yet.

But Russia does. This is why they did away with their government. Not for war, but to protect themselves from outside. The biodome is an experiment to see if men could be controlled by unnatural means. Would we be able to control a man's decisions, buy offering him a safe, comfortable living situation, all simulated to convince him he is living a great good life. He has kids and a family, and no longer as the time to worry and wonder about anything going on out here.

He then is treated to chemical arrangements in food. He is no longer going to use certain parts of his mind. He will think in a certain predictable pattern. He then is easier to conform, control, and be bred. He's being made to be feasted on. Russia did not make this pact. We did.

We have a Space Force now. This is a front, not to say it's unreal, but to say it is the tail end of work already done. I don't know what has happened, but it has something to do with Russia. So they showed that people could mobilize together, come to gether and stand united for whatever cause, even if it means risking government. Of course, this does not mean the best is built for last. This means the people are willing to see the end result without the effort.

I cannot imagine life without Brenda. But I guess I'll have to see. I'll have to learn to asccept reality.

Like getting this phone b ill. Thesesurveys are just sad. It's like using one sheet of toilet paper. I'm trying so hard to get $25 dollars, it's like each survey rejects me. But some do not. I have to keep sifting until; I find a hit. The pity points dpm
 don''t work on the Zap. I'm at 16 dollars now. I need 25 to cash out. I can get it., but I have to hit surveys again and again and again. I think if I keep at it, I'll hit all the ones I need and cash out. It's hard, but there's nothing hard about pressing buttons. What's hard is staying up to do that late at night.

I'm old. I'm 34 about to be 35. I'm old for me. I can't speak for you. Don't get excited . I'm not saying you being 85 is old. It's 85 for you, whatever that means. You could feel like Methuselah. He was several more years than 85. And yet he lived that long.

There were magical men here. Holy men here. Men whose nuts were filled with honor. I want honorable nuts.

Lord.