Some things I am about to disclose probably shouldn’t be brought to light. Kept in secret.
Maybe my purpose is for a bigger thing. Maybe, I’m supposed to talk about it. Even if it was to cost me, my life.
I will not feel discouraged nor have any sympathy for the enemy. All I can say is, the content found on this page, is the truth. None of this page will tell of fiction. Just conviction.
The amount of fear they had me in while I was spending time being homeless in Santa Monica, was phenomenal!
Would I ever go back?
HELL NO!
That’s where the belly of the beast is.
They fucked my head up in ways that would make me seem crazy, just to talk about it. I don’t care what I’m called.
I won’t be silenced!
I can’t stand this song!
And this song is how I feel about them!
This one too!
Anyways, why not just get into it! Right?
THE DART
Like something out of a fiction movie. Sci-fi. Bizzare happenings.
Tales From The Crypt type of shit.
The Twilight Zone.
Yeah, you can get an idea on where I’m going with this just by the title of this.
I got shot with a dart.
FIVE BLACK VEHICLES
THE PURGE
WRITER’S BLOCK
THE DATING GAME
THE HUNTED
ALLEY WAY RAT
Nuke Head 