Thank you Sammy Haggar.

I’m done being nice. Instead I’m excessively kind.

Kindness is truth.

I love to argue.

People on LinkedIn and Medium are finding that truth to be one they can’t handle.

I use metacognition which makes me one of the most intelligent people on the planet.

This gets put into comments.

I’m a peaceful dude.

However, these motherfuckers have no idea the beast they’ve awoken in me.

And I’m a beast.

I can be civilized.

That’s what makes me that more dangerous.

I know how to start a fight without starting a fight. I know how to finish them.

When God backs you up and says “Start.”

Music to my ears.

Let’s go crazy by Prince is playing.

In a fight there is one rule, destroy your opponent until they the thought of dealing with you again, scares the holy living shit out of them.

Or kill them.

I really love cats.

Cats play with a mouse, not intending to kill it.

I’m like a cat.

I like to play beating my opponent til eventually I kill them.

Arguing is a fight.

I kill egos.

The ego assassin.

I drop out and let God take over.

I watch.

Of course there are times when God steps back and says their all yours.

God is merciful.

I have no mercy when it comes to an argument.

I’m getting better daily from my stroke that happened 6 years ago.

Every 7 years the body regenerate itself.

I’ve got less than a year before I’m better than one ever been.

The thing is with me, I work to better and wiser every fucking day.

The wise man is one not to fuck with or they’ll make you pay.

The Dali lama yells at people when they are stupid and ask stupid questions.

I’m not as nice.

I’m subtle as a nuclear bomb.

Piss me off and find out.

My abilities are getting stronger as well.

I do this thing where I tap your fear and make you feel it and you see what scares the holy living piss out of you.

Disrespect me and you’ll find out.

I’ve been living in a homeless shelter for over a month.

I have 2 dudes who i actually speak to.

One showed me kindness when I needed it.

The other is a combat veteran.

God said it would be training.

I get why.

Some dip shit wanted to play rap, which i hate. He’s a bigger dude but a total pussy.

I played rock and he didn’t know what to do.

I stared at him.

He’s not going to let me hear rap again.

We are supposed to use ear buds. No one should be able to hear anything your playing.

I’m done being nice to anyone.

Have a blessed one and be excellent always.