I have not addressed recent developments. I am still trying to understand why and if there is any reason to enter my voice. I am asked to, but I am not sure why?
I think of trying to write a book for money and what happens, I know that whomever you are, any living I might make will be non existence. I am sick of your violence. More sick of my own violence. It is getting worse, not better. I can get used to be being hated. To find out blacks are this isolated in this world, and so many people have this hate... this has been the hardest hit yet.
I truly feel that if there are people who still need my words, to heal... or is that a joke?
I fear God now. Not man. That is new. Frightful to be in the flesh.
