Facts are things that can be proven or have been proved to be true. But it seems that most people view facts as only the things they feel strongly about, and things that they are comfortable defending in arguments, even when those things can be authentically and logically verified as untrue and unrealistic. If a motherfucker is adamant about their fallacious interpretations of reality, they will take those falsehoods and incomprehension to their grave! For instance, like I’ve mentioned several times, I’ve never confided in any of my relatives, not even as a child. But many of them genuinely believe they possess the intimate details of my character, and it has always been apparent to me that those motherfuckers haven’t the slightest clue who I am! Even with this blog, which is like my public diary, that I know they all read, they can’t grasp the fact that they don’t know me. Like most stupid people, my relatives would rather make suppositions and accusations based on superficial observations than to do the research and legwork necessary to obtain facts! How the fuck can you have all the facts on something or someone that you’re ultimately unfamiliar with?! Remember when I told y’all that anybody can be stupid? Elon Musk, who is a legitimate rocket scientist, ostensibly isn’t even smart enough to understand how a technology company works! Being percipient and shrewd are often opposite of what we consider “book smarts”. A book-smart person is someone who is scholarly and academic, and who has partaken or is partaking in extensive schooling. And clearly, a person can be a genius mathematician and still make horribly inimical financial and business decisions, in addition to completely ruining a formerly thriving and central social media resource. There’s almost nothing that I would change about who I am as a person. I mean, I wish I was a little bit taller, and I wish I was a baller (because that crypto crash fucked me). But I recognize all the glaring and nuance qualities that I hold, that most people don’t and will never have!
My self-awareness derives from interminable introspection. I spend a lot of time thinking about everything. That’s why I haven’t made any major mistakes in my life. I’m overly analytical, which makes my life boring, because risk-taking isn’t a prime part of my repertoire. The last big risk I took was investing tens of thousands of dollars into cryptocurrencies, just to lose it all! But even then, it was a calculated risk, but one that I severely miscalculated. I can admit when I’m wrong, and I travail to find my own faults, fuck-ups, and errors in judgement. And I use those discoveries to better myself. We all know most motherfuckers can’t say that! But the point of me sharing my thoughts is to help other people think. Unfortunately, I believe many people see change as a dereliction of their core being. Which is stupid as fuck, because how do you grow or evolve without changing?! And what type of motherfucker doesn’t want to change?! Change can be good or bad, of course. But when you have the power to choose how you amend and revise who you are and what you’re doing, why avoid changing? Take Jay-Z, for example. Initially, I wasn’t a Jay-Z fan, and The Blueprint was the first album of his that I listened to in its entirety. On that album, Jay-Z has an infamous diss track titled, “The Takeover”, where he disses Nas, Mobb Deep, and others. By the time I heard The Takeover, I was deep into my Nas fandom, having listened to all his albums probably 100 times each. So, off the bat, Jay-Z’s goofy ass was a dub in my book! After that, I delved into the camel-faced rapper’s catalogue, starting at Reasonable Doubt. Long story short, Jay-Z has no misgivings about admitting how money and fame empowered him to turn his back on all his friends, after standing on their shoulders to reach the precipice he sits on now. His lyrics are brimming with blustering about loving money more than anything. Jay-Z pronounces his change as an acclimation to success, but it’s perceptible that his success was greatly contingent on the participation of everybody he shitted on after he acquired it. And like my family with me, if you think you know Jay-Z, I guarantee that you haven’t been listening or paying attention!
Stop fucking guessing and assuming! For a lot of people, obvious things are the things they misjudge the most. And it’s because you motherfuckers aren’t regardful or knowledgeable enough to adjudicate on the shit that you’re ill-informed about! Jay-Z has been telling everybody that he’s a snake for two whole decades, and motherfuckers are basically praising him for it. So, even when the facts are given to y’all stupid asses, straight from the camel’s mouth, y’all don’t get it! “Ignorance is bliss” is one of my favorite proverbs. Essentially, it means that ignorant people are never bothered by the burden of the truth. And in a nutshell, the truth is that stupid motherfuckers ruin the world! In other words, if you don’t understand how stupid you are, you’re able to blissfully enjoy your stupidity, but at everyone else’s expense! How hard is it to think? Why do you think the way you do? Why are you afraid to change the way you think? These are the type of questions that I ask myself daily. There’s nothing more empowering than knowing exactly who the fuck you are! When you know who you are, people can speculate, theorize, and misconstrue everything about you, and it won’t matter. And when you know how stupid people are to boot, ain’t shit a motherfucker can tell you! I feel like I’m all over the place with this one. I hope this shit at least sounds cohesive while being read, because I’m not proofreading it. I feel like I do my best writing when I exude the least effort. And I really like the meta commentary in movies like Deadpool, so I think I’m going to incorporate more self-referential writing into these posts. Right now, I’m just rambling to fill in this paragraph so all three paragraphs look uniform. I write these blog posts to share my thoughts and upkeep my writing skills. When it comes to creative writing, I really believe that nobody can fuck with me! Like, I bet y’all are entertained just reading my rambling. Joe Budden, Charlemagne, and Justin Roiland, what up! Yeah, that’s how much I pay attention, motherfuckers.
I think the creator of Rick and Morty, Justin Roiland, reads my blog. If you watch episode 6 of season 6 of Rick and Morty, there’s a character named Beau with a restaurant called “Bar-Beau-Q”. My YouTube legacy URL is youtube.com/user/recipeforbarbecue. YouTube only recently stopped showing legacy URLs. No, I don’t barbecue, but when I made that YouTube page years ago, I had written a response track to Biggie’s “What’s Beef?”, titled “A Recipe for Barbecue”. Hilarious, right? By the way, the song would have ended Biggie’s career! In the episode, they mention Grammarly ads on YouTube videos. My YouTube is some bullshit, nothing really worth watching, but it’s linked to my name. Also, in one of my much older blog posts, I mentioned that I would never use Grammarly, because it’s cheating, and I does this shit for real! The episode also references many topics that I’ve written about, things that aren’t necessarily popular opinions—like the Oscars slap being fake, and selfishness and selflessness being similar, etc. Notably, the character, Beau, on that episode of Rick and Morty, looks a lot like the avatar I used for my eBay page back when the episode would have been made. At the time, I had the link to my eBay page pinned to my Twitter page, which pops up when you Google my name, and is also linked at the top of this blog. I have a full head of hair, but I shave my head clean off and on, and I wear round glasses… just like the character. The only difference is the character is an old man, and I’m not. I could be crazy, but there’s just too many coincidences for me to not assume. I hate to sound like a hypocrite, but sometimes all we can do is assume. Just don’t assume when you don’t have to!