Take credit for who you are or someone else will.

You have to. I saw Will Smith on the interview. You know the New York Slaughterhouse in the morning.

But does it make sense to stay negative? No. It's just gravity. The first layer of triumph is over gravity. The Lord actually flew away. He conquered all gravity at all. He Conquered physics.

You were born in LA. In Lynwood. You lived in Compton. Worked at Fox. Worked on Wilshire with Jewish people. Worked in East LA. Worked in Vernon. You clowned Damon Wayans Jr unitentionally now. I didn't set out to clown the brother. He was helping me. Let's not forget you read from a paper that night. I respect Damon Wayans Jr. for even coming to see my act. Thank You Lord.

Lord, I'll say, I have to work on my physics. Being more positive these days than negative. I used to walk around and carry a frown in my pocket. Just in case I had to use it. I got this mmmm for you. If you need it. I will frown on cue. Ready, MMM.

I give it up now. The Lord, You Reign. YpYou are the Ultimate. I have 14% battery life. But before, it was 7%. I think I ought to give it up.

But still, you don't forget where you came from. You know where you been, but you don't know where you're going. Be careful how you treat folks. Nana used to say this. She was right. She is right. It's not like she's going anywhere. The wisdom is eternal.

I see people now coming off me. I remember when I was virtually metaphorically 

imprisoned. Some 48 hours ago. I had a dogpile of people on me. I don't know why I put up with it for so long. It's because I thought that was the only way, but that was the bottom floor. The ground level. There's no reason to stay on the ground level, but always remember, you will revisit the ground. So came you from it, and to it shall ye return.

But alas, you are not without merit. You have concluded your tenure with poverty. Now, you must experience elegance. You must now experience wealth. I know you had a good time being poor. I know you had many nights of happiness being broke. Because it was comfortable. No guarantees. No responsibility. You were able to say "I ain't got no money" good. SA lot of times. People depended on you to be broke.

You ever been broke so long, people depend on you to be broke? I got $20, but at least I know Julius ain't got no money. I remember being complacent with that. Why don't you go get a job? Because I did. I went and got a job. And I got fired for talking. Isn't one of the job skills communication? What kind of job is this? This is pre automation here. They are priming us for robots.

I went to another job. I got fired for no reason. Because the leaders were gay. They told me 3 and then changed it to 5. That's gay. You know we get out at 3. I have somewhere to go. You don't care? Why? Because you're a fag, that's why. You don't care about other people's time. That's all we have is time. When the time is gone, so are we. Why don't you care?

I recently summited an obstacle. Jasmine is Dupree, always remember that. It was Dupree. It was another man, not me. I didn't do it. God Didn't CAll me to be who I am. He didn't make me Julius, no. He gave Dupree all the power. Dupree worked with Jews, and worked at Fox. Dupree was the one, not me. And there is nothing after that.

I like to think I am chosen to represent a group of people. How is this, when I am an only child? Where are the people I'm supposed to represent?

I try to pretend I like my younger brothers. Like they were born from my mother too. Or that they actually care about me. They don't they care about my Dad. I love them, but if we don't talk, that's ok to them. To my Dad too. I call him once every couple of weeks, and check in with him for an hour. That's good, and it's a grilling deserve. It's like, here's this progress report. Can you handle it?

I have to go get another charger. The chharger I was using is negative. How is that? It eats up the cords. I used this charger and the charger cord is fried now. Both of them. Is there a coincidence? I think not. I think the cord itself was cheap, and the the charger port was cheap, and so there you have it. A bunch of bullsh.

I now have to go and get another charger cord from the dollar tree, since I don't have much money. I also lost my SJ for whatever reason. Probably because I was slogging through the survveys. I made $300 from them. I'm grateful. 

I hope to make the money today to be able to go. I need $35. Each time, I record the match, and put it up. I used to go for just $12. But that meant no memory. No recording no bueno.

I need the recording to be on there to keep. I hold dear the fact people want to control my life. It's like a slave under seige coming out for the first time. I don't have the restraint like before. All this butt attack is just gay. And that woman deserved a thought kick in her butt. After years of putting up with her sh, she got what she deserved. Deal with it.

I'm not sorry about that. I'm sorry she was a punk after all in the end. I'm sorry she didn't say "Well, I have been a butt for a while". I'm sorry she concluded I was wrong, suprisingly to no one.

I dreamt of David, Muhammed of all people, a house, an AK, and a grassy area with my mother. The Herd. She was among the people, to be a follower. I saw a Black young man smoking a blunt walking right, with a White young woman in tow. In other words, they were together walking, not that he carried her. They were walking on grass, my mother was there. It was daylight day time. The sun was out, I don't remember if I directly saw it or not.

But Muhammed was helpful there. It was like the people were trying to hold me down and are now being lifted up. They themselves are being healed. They were lied to. Someone told them to be negative to survive. And so they did.

I remember talking to a parent in front of the principal as a kid. The principal even visited my class. She held me in her arms and said "never start a sentence with because" I remember that. She was wearing purple. She was a White woman with blond hair cut short, like a Pharoah.

I ripped some kid's shirt right open like Randy Savage. I didn't mean to, but I grabbed his shirt and just ripped. I'm sorry now. But then, I was scared of thea ass whopping I was going to get.

But I talked to the kid's Mother right there. I explained to her I didn't mean to rip his shirt. She said it was ok. I was like a grown man there, in 5th grade. The principal said I wasn't even going to get detention.

I am different, man. So why live like I'm not. I had to wake up and realize I am different on this Earth. God Made me Different, greater. HE made me greater than my challenges. He made me great from birth.

Fortified Zone, I remember playing that Gameboy game. I borrowed it from Devon, I think. Not Korean Devon, White Devon. Devon let me borrow Captain Skyhawk, Double Dragon 2, Smash TV. I remember playing all those games in the living room, in Bellflower. I was a good kid, sometimes. But during that time, I stayed in trouble.

I was on punishment alot. Now I realize some of it was for my safety. My mother was keeping me hostage for her own sake. She was lonely. She was protective. and she kept me in trouble to keep an eye on me.

Christine Devine was on TV. She was on the news. I watched how fine she was then. I couldn't even realize. I was so grateful to be in LA, Bellflower.

I'm sorry to the neighbor for lying. I can say thankful, faggots. Don't be a fag. Fags are not necessary gay. Fags are punks who won't stop. Wierdos, jerks. Nincompoops. Don't be one of those.

I have had a good life.

Reverend Brown said thank you to me closing the gate at almost 11pm last night. I was mad at first, but then I realized, am I here to help or what?

I am here to help. Why be angry if that's your little job? My family doesn't respect me not making any money. But that's my fault. I can start making money now. The phone needs a charger, and the store I think opens in another 30 minutes.

I'll say I was upset because it was another game and trick. Why do this, and you just got out the hospital man? McTights is telling you right.

Lord.

Even a small post is a post.

I am wealthy on the inside.
So I can be wealthy on the outside.
Now.

Not a haiku, but it'll do.

See only the benefit. A call in the night is not a burden. It's a call in the night.

If you are here to help, then respond with love.

Now you are learning to be a man.

Jail money

I am stuck.
I saw Brenda and Lanicia. I gave Lanicia $5. I don't think I'll be seeing them again. Brenda got in a car. I was discouraged. It was night time. Lani was wearing a blue striped white shirt. And a jacket. They got in a car. I said "thanks" I think. Whatever I said, I sure wasn't happy.


They came into the church. I tried to get them a Bible. Lanicia already had one. I'll continue to earn.

I got banned from Survey Junkie. What am I going to do now? All that's left is these stewy sites. Niggaz that don't pay but 2 and 5 cents. But I'll add them up. As long as they cash out to paypal in good. I won't give up. But its a drag. How long can I keep this up. I have to get smarter. And join Pradeep in getting this online money.

I rushed through them, I tell you the truth now. I just pressed buttons. I need the money now. Can I really earn online? Yes. You are wrestling with your doubts now. Overcome, keep blogging. Your mother hasn't defeated you.

She may have had a plan for your life. She may have decided for you. Which is wrong. You can make it. Get some more sites, some more apps.  Rush through them. This is the ground floor of online. This is the last resort once you get going on this skyscraper. Think of it this way: you're selling crack. You're selling .02 cent pieces until you can do better. When you get mire knowledge, you progress to bigger things. Selling crack is not good. So you want to get out of the game as quickly as possible. But this is the only game you have for now. There's no more work outside but what you find online.

Other niggaz sure have jobs. But you need to make a job. You got banned from Survey Junkie. What kind of shit is that?

Still earn. Are you resisting outdoors? Don't give in Monet is telling you. Dont give up. You will make it. You will make a living online. When? Now.

Dust your pride off. It's hard. Reverend Brown, Jack and I were in some service. Reverend Brown left my Nanas house. He said something like "thank you". There was something Jack Carillo wrote on the wall in red. It was like a facility during the day time. But it wasn't his house. 

I remember Minister Brown there too. I'm not sure what that was all about.

I was hearing "Martinez's" out in the street. I dont need another pimp, man. It's one thing to look out. Its another thing to try and take control. Is that why you're here? To gank and pimp?

Or is it to preach and expound. You cannot serve two masters.

At any rate, this is pathetic, not having access to $10. I have to make it up somewhere. Lord where will I find the knowledge? Am I doomed to fail? No.

Lord.

Hush your mouth on that!

I said this to a fine black woman, no, a military ass black man. I'm sorry to say it like that Lord, but the man was Black and acting like a butt. Those two don't go together. That's like fish and cereal, what are you doing that for?

I was in some room, and I said something to the woman earlier. I don't think it was much, maybe hi. When I commented on her beauty, she was fine, she had big titties, and was wearing black, like lingerie. I said "you are so beautiful" and she got mad. I got mad back. Something like "hold on I wasn't trying to mack you" Then another Black man stood up in the crowd, we were ina room of people, like a ballroom.

The black man said something and I said "hush your mouth on that!" Then I woke up. That's a phrase I will use throughout life. That may be my catchphrase, like "LEt's go". Let's go is like "They're great" from tony the tiger. The cereal chara - alright.

Another segment had my mother and I ina warzone like timesplitters 2. I was in a high tower with her. We were not being shot at. But to our right, there were droves of people getting mowed down. Pretty hard. There was a figure ina master chief like suit just blasting. Whoever they were, they were like a statue, just pumping the crowd. I was like "Are we in danger" to myself. My mother locked the locks. "You just want to go outside" I said, thinking we would be seen and get shot. No, were safe. Before, I saw in the distance a white man with green shorts on.

The white man seemed to be under arrest. As he was getting arrested, I said in my mind for him to surrender. "So you don't get killed" I remember thinking. The nex thing I know, this guy is no longer the victim, but all the aggressors, the people to arrest him, were mowed down. It was day time. I was like wow.

Finally, there was some sequence where we were sitting outside during the day, me and someone else, at a parking meter. Just hanging out. I had the feeling we didn't know what we were going to do with our lives, still. Then there was some girl, I think a latina, she was supposed to hang out with us. She didn't. Instead, she walked to some phone booth behind us. I then walked over there into some small burger shack.

I heard people ordering food, but was unsure of where it was being cooked. I saw there some asian women, like on the brisk between Asian and indian, some indigenous people. Two women. Apparently, they had been arguing with someone, on the other end of the burger order and were clowning the situation. "Bye" I heard one say to the other. It's like they were getting off work. Suddenly, one of Abraham's customers appears. He sold me some shoes one time. The shoes were the best fitting shoes I had ever worn. But they only lasted like a week. Then they fell apart. The sole as fine, but the shoes just tore all up. I wanted another pair, but they were not cheap. He was to the right of me.

I didn't order a burger because they looked kind of wierd. There was even a bathroom that I did not walk into. I saw a woman's face like "Nuh uh. Don't walk in there." So I didn't. I listened.

I have a feeling Brenda is jealous. But of what? Is it really real she loves me and is keeping up with me? Or am I just tripping, and it's the Mexicans helping me cope? Which one is it Lord? May I have an answer? Do I need one?

I need this money. I have 118 on the giftloop. I need 300 for $15. The other SJ is 533. I need 1000 for $10. How pathetic. Yet, that's the money I need to earn. I think $25 is a good hit, but today is it going? I need the money by Saturday because I have to cash out again. I have food, but I need the money still. If I cash out, then I can also pay for the Video next week. I need to film each time I go, because otherwise it's gay. It's a waste of time.

I call it gay because why else would I go 20 miles for 5 minutes. That sounds like a homosode to me doesn't it?

Alex Paris, I used to go visit him. I used to spend time at his house, and even walk there from where I was staying. I remember then, I used to do that. Ifind his apartment and go visit him. I didn't go there to be gay. But I love him. If he was a woman, we would have hooked up.

But that's about as gay as it got for me. Just visiting. Not going 20 miles either. So I can't do that anymore.

Each time, I go like I'm a well paid, well known comedian. Going to help the people one more time. and I want it filmed. Will the Mexican and the Russian actually do their job? Like I need to do mine right now?

Lord please let me make this money today. I'm sure tired of being broke or close to it every week. This is week two and my cash out is still below $100. Will people buy my albums? Are they that bad?

Lord.

I dreampt of a church

While I was standing atop a hill. It was a Big brown cross and it was in front of me slightly to the left. The kind of church building where the cross is woven in.

I also was in a well furnished grey house. A home with lots of new furniture. Otttomans, and a woman who was light skinned. She was to my left. In front of me, to my right slightly, there was a man with a great big chest. He was black, and has a large chest. I saw the lightskinned woman was wearing a white shirt. I think there were more people, another woman specifically.

Then at some other point, I, or a woman, was driving a car down a car garage. It's like I'm going around the loop of my mind, a twist downward, and to the left or right. I'm not sure now. I'm sure it was a car garage.

Last night I might have gotten into some trouble. Let me tell you why, I talked bad about Reverend Brown in FRONT of the PASTOR, and his wife. I didn't mean to do that like that, and I even apologized afterwards. It just came out of me. I said they "challenged me" and that "God" Took them another direction. When they get back it will not be like that, I said. Where I got the heart to say this, I don't know.

Still, I taught Bible study also. I was even afraid afterwards, for the retribution of what I said. I don't think it was wrong, but I think it was something wrong about fronting them on stage. I could have kept that to myself and been just fine.

I won't do that again. I lead the Bible Study also. I got some of it on tape. I was glad to have the chance. I did ok. They said "Good job". I think also they are rooting for Reverend Brown. They want him to be the hero, the one, the winner. He looks the part. But it's my substance. What do I do Lord?

I remember seeing Reverend Brown do a speaking event flawless. Got out of the car, and went in there. He just went and spoke, and commanded the attention. He was used to the crowd. He is a good performer. This is why God Blessed him. He knows the show must go on.

So I have respect for him. But he must not challenge me. Those who challenge me have all been taught a lesson. Some people did not get hurt. I didn't get hurt, so I don't know why they'd be harmed. Yet, some were, in some fashion. Maybe not physical hurt, but they had to go out of the way. An inconvenience. Isn't it inconvenient to gank me? Don't you feel I'd want to taste some power too?

But you have to think also. What would I do? Would I do anything if I knew I had power? Would I not do anything? Imagine I wasn't here. Imagine life and nver having the juice spread out. No one getting it, no movies, no presidents, no bosses, no children. No teachers. No one getting the power. No latino. No one getting the power and spreading it around. No Markeesh. No Abraham. No Reverend Brown. No one doing any of that. No Snoop. No Dre. No one. No Ice Cuube. No one. All of it comes from me. No Tupac. No one.

Why did The Lord Do This? Why did he give one child so much power and autthority? To make it clear. To demonstrate, you must not think there is a face to power. There is no face, only acts. Who shall commit deeds is endowed indeed. Who shall say, "I will help" will be rewarded. Perhaps not in the same fashion, manner as I. For my deeds are rippling past generations now.

Having found the Lotus Sutra, I am immensely grateful. Yet, The Lord foundded this. Having created those who wrote it!

I am indebted to The Lord for His Blessing. I am a full grateful man. I have no other choice, or desire, than to serve The Lord with gladness, and supply Him with laughs. Perhaps I am a comedian after all, who has shared the stage of life with God for a long time. I have years to go, I hope, and may The Good Lord Bless me as I take the stage also. It is mine, and I have to work on it.

The stage is a laboratory. For 5 minutes. There are no other stagehands with me, so I must carry the message as clean as possible. I said "crisp" at the podium. I didn't mean to gank Eddie Griffin. But I did. I am no better than any other man. I apologize to Eddie Griffin also. I don't like to gank other men at all.

I like to be original. This is because Original doesn't run out. When you get low, you make more. You are original. No one else has your power commanded quite like you do. I love Brenda. This is eternal. I love her always, like hallways and furniture. I love this chair.

Can my gratitude be financed? Giftloop and SJ and Cat and even, well those are the three that pay. the other ones, let's see if they pay at all. I deleted giftloop before because I thought it deleted Paypal. I have a pet peeve briefly about White people or anyone not Black, not wanting me to win. Since I'm Black, I see there is a bias, and also a shortchange in almost all of society I know about.

I remember Deacon Paylor driving me to Brenda's house, and I stayed for 5 minutes. I was a fool. I can truly say. Lanicia was looking like an Indian Princess God woman, and I was acting stupid. Here they were trying to learn about me, and I was trying to get away because of something stupid. Lord, may they forgive me.

Lord.

I slipped up.

Lord please forgive me. I juacked off this morning. To some big breasts getting sucked. I love that. Sucking the big tits. That's my hard.

But why? Because it's so much food, that's why. I like to eat. Sharing tits, no. All mine. I don't share tits. That's forbidden. Each nipple is mine. She belongs to me. There is no other she belongs to. "Nobody but you" The best part of the song.

I cannot believe some of the things I said before. I need to be clean. A clean comedian, that would be good. The rush of conflict, no more among the people. I know we can do better than that. Especially with mine on the line. Who convinces you they are better? No one. I can't believe all this time Lord that I fell for it. I fell for people trying to be better than me, out think me. It's actually impossible.

I think the reason Peyton's GIRLFRIEND is there is because I let them. This was a way for Derrick's GIRLFRIEND to get in there also. The family from California. I need to get in his nuts. Why? Because we're not from California. It's not podunk, but it's like, "who are you?"

I can't get mad, though. I don't get mad like I used to. Pharell wearing a dress, I guess he lived up to his name. Like in the Bible clowning. "His name is Nabal". Let it be like his name. What a name, Nabal. Shoenail, that's his name. That's what we'll call our kid. Shoenail.

I am not gay, for the recond. I don't have gay ways, or tendencies. and I'm not against gay people. I'm against people spreading it out. It is a perversion, a virus, and it is wrong. Stop trying to teach toddlers about it.

Giftloop
SJ
Atta
Amazon
Zap
Cat

Those are a cluster I can do continuously for the whole setting, stage. Each day is a stage. I don't think this is the level, because I'm not making more than $50 dollars a day yet. Whatever I feel, it's my body. I can't deny my body, how I feel. The little girl said keep the nut. I kept it that night. Is that counted? I hope so. I don't want to nut on the little girl's back. I thought about it, I'm not gonna lie. I thought about her laying and licking my balls. I did. But I don't think that's going to happen. I love Brenda. I love Big tits. That's the point here. I love sucking the big tits.

If you get $50 a day, then you can call it the level. Right now, it's stage 8. The goal of any stage is to make it to $50. Zap pays $25. You have the gambling, which I am almost ashamed of, but it pays real money. I have one that pays little monies, but you need $40 to cash out. If I do all the 100 you get, maybe I'll get $40. Fourty dollars one time is good. I think that's worth doing. I can knock that out today.

I don't feel bad for deleting the app. I watched, to get that 40, at least 100 ads. It's not like I didn't sit there and watch ads. I did watch. I haven't made the $40 yet, but at least it's a thought.

I saw the guy at Wells Fargo, and I thought that was legitimate. One time, I'll do that. I'll cash out one time.

I think ATMS will take Paypal by the fall. They are missing out on $3.

I saw Abraham in a place like a different shop. It was multi colors. I saw Tony on the sidewalk near the gate of the church. He attacked me or something, so I attacked back. I grabbed his head or something. It was dark. He was dark. It was like a big jelly bean goop. I don't know why it was like that. But Abraham was in some shop, and I was working with him there. It was likehe was still in control, or trying to hold onto control. That's my brother, not my master. The shop master sure, at his shop. But in this dream, it wasn't there, it was somewhere else.

There were women there too. Some of the same women who used to come to the shop. It was like "You're outgrowing this shop experience. You're moving on, you're strong enough now." I appreciate that. He might also be saying, or even Cheree, that I have outgrown the shop altogether and he was trying to gather me again. I suppose had I nutted last night, I'd be back in the same boat again.

But furthermore in the dream, there wasa  tree of collard greens. A whole tree of collards. I knew it was them because of the leaves. I suppose God was telling me what to get to eat.  The tree was in the same position as the other tree of kale. I didn't know it was kale then, but now I realize it was kale.

The whole dream was dark. I was also like boxerish, if that makes sense. I was willing to fight, in this darkness. But it was dark because I didn't have the nutrients to keep it bright. So you need vitamins and nutrients to keep your life bright.

You may always clown. But when you are healthy and clowning, that's healing. When you go on stage, be healthy and clown. Even marijuana has nutrients. Did you know that?

Lord.

May I make $2500 per month online now.

Whatever is popular

And that's fine. You got to belong to something. I belong to a church.

My mother wants her sister. That's the issue there. I won't call it a problem, because it could be me.

I had a dream I was playing basketball, and a little girl came on the court. I shot the ball I think at least 3 times, and missed each one. I even reverse shot the ball through the basket, hoping to score a gravity shot. Nope. Layup laid out. The court was brown, inside a gymnasium.

I was playing or dribbling with a group of men. I don't know if all of them were bblack, but at least one of them was. There was another part to the dream but I don't remember. I just remember sucking at basketball. But the highlight was the little girl.

She was black, and had a pink striped shirt on. She might have been my daughhter. She has pony tails in her hair, and I think red berretts. Not sure about the last one.

I see the opposition is much like a boxing match. You will face some for the reason of sport. It is to encourage you. Thanks Lord.

I drank some water at night, I woke up. I heard my insides sizzle. I said this is dehydration." There is no other word for this bubbling here.

I am getting this routine down. I think I am blessed. Lord, Thank You. This is day 7, and I still want some weed. But yYou're The Weed. You're The Chronic, Lord.

I think making a living on the internet is possible for Julius Donelle McClendon. I think Julius D. can make at least $2500 a month without selling insurance. Unless they have the link.

I'm thinking of making a page, talking, having videos, and then having the link tucked in a "click here" part. The link will lead to a Bit.ly, and then to the actual link itself to the affiliate. Do I get paid per click? Do I get paid per action? Which one? I do get paid, is all I'm saying.

I think if I start on that next week, it'll be because I mastered making $20 a day online. I want to master that. If you make $20 and spend maybe $7, you have a winner there.

All you need to do is get the sauce from the store. That's all you need to do. Get the sauce and keep it near. Then when you want get fancy, have sundried tomatoes and garlic rub. Fancy for garlic bread and dried tomato sauce origins.

I think you Love Me Lord. I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I'll do my best each day, because the wall is forming behind me. Niggaz are coming up with creative ways. They have methods to pull you back in the barrel, those in there. I have noodles on. I better go check them so I can help the niggaz.

Lord.