I’ve always been far ahead of my time. There are people who have constantly come after me unjustly.
They then in return paid for their shenanigans severely. Whether they had suffered quickly or at a more distant time.
All of my young life I have been the object of many peoples envy and jealousy.
Jealousy and envy are two of the most ugliest things that are in existence. These negative emotions are also a very irrational sickness within many people.
When certain individuals are blessed and have a lot of fortunate advantages going on for themselves there will tend to be much havoc or conflict through the malicious means of other not so fortunate people.
I self published an autobiographical novel stating my experiences along with the incidents that had went on around my family as I grew up as a child.
The book, of course, did not explain my entire life story because I was only twenty-three years of age when I had wrote it.
And because there were still certain pieces of my life’s puzzle that I had to put together to analyze more clearly and correctly. So I did not make known every detail of my early trying occurrences altogether within my autobiography which was a very wise decision and action that was made on my part.
After my book began to circulate there was even much more intense gossip, rumors, and lies spread about me than there was ever beforehand within and around my old neighborhood that I use to live in.
The jealousy and envy that the people had already felt towards me had skyrocketed to all new heights.
My enemies took their negativity to a whole different level of insanity.
Relatives of mine were absolutely no exception regarding the situation. In fact, they were the ones who had initiated the entire ordeal amongst the majority of these people in the first place.
A lot of envy and jealousy starts within the home, within the family unit.
I grew up living in a household full of drug addicts and alcoholics so I wrote about those circumstances.
Years before I had ever thought about writing or publishing an autobiographical novel my certain relatives were going out into the street speaking abusively about me.
They spread both silly and vicious lies.
I was just a child. What harmful things could I have possibly done? How bad could I have actually been?
These deliberate slanders had come from hardcore drug users who had done every mischievous act that was known to man yet I was the one who was being put on trial.
My family’s fellow degenerate associates had the nerve to take their words/lies as “gospel” then adhered to harass me with their taunts of ill-minded ignorance.
The most ridiculous gossip and rumors were continuously being spread around about me. Things that had actually nothing at all to do with the truth regarding my life.
These people just intensified and perpetuated the contempt and low regard that I had felt prior for them.
I was never fond of their kind/class of people.
I hated them even more. And I considered them even more dim-witted and invaluable than I had ever thought imaginable or deemed possible.
That accurate impression that I have of those degenerates will never leave my mind. They are sick-minded beyond reason.
Problems and insecurities that my relatives themselves indeed had had been conveniently placed onto me through their deceitful tactics.
Insinuating to others that their particular complexes or hang ups were those of mine. Troubles that I within myself struggled with.
They were very manipulative of circumstances and situations. Practitioners at undermining.
I could write a many of books about the treacherousness of my no good family members. They have made attempts to kill me. They have made attempts to get me raped. They have made attempts to make me lose my mind.
All because they and the other people were jealous and envious of my character.
They resent me for my upstanding dignified nature. They resent me for my sharp wit and intelligence. They resent me for the spiritual gifts of second-sight that I possess. And they resent me for being a person who is not afraid and who cannot be influenced, manipulated or controlled.
I am too strong and too confident within the mind.
Even with my ambitious ventures upon the internet there are green eyed perpetrators who are involved with the conspiracy.
Once my first published book hit the market my great grandmother who is now deceased lied and said that my mother had given me the information to create my “fabricated” tale. Which was far from the truth because my mother had no idea as to what I was going to write in detail.
I wrote and created my own novel all by myself without the help of anyone.
In fact, til this day, my mother has never even read my book. She does, however, know what my autobiographical novel was based on.
When I verged onto the internet with my blogs I was criticized by a chosen number of few. Particular foes who had heard of or knew of me.
They insolently made attempts to discredit my knowledge and capabilities by accusing me of presenting inaccurate or false and dangerous misinformation to the world of online viewers.
They did this only because they were liars who were use to intimidating and coercing other people into going along with their program. And because I knew things that they had no knowledge regarding.
That was the way that these people operated and they still do.
They resort to all types of crazy schemes. They prevail doing various kinds of malicious dirt. Their motives are to rise in social stature. Social standings and positions that they do not deserve in life.
They are nothing but crooks with checkered pasts and presents.
I do not speak on what I do not know. I speak on facts through definite experience, communication, and the accurate studies of life.
There are degenerate people in particular who continue to try to discourage me from writing on the internet as of now. My truths about life and what negatively goes on amongst what is kept camouflaged and indirect is too much of a reality check for them.
They desperately and intentionally look out for flaws or incompetence within my works. They hope for the opportunity to poke and pick at what they are so jealous and envious about.
I know that I am not the only person in the world to experience this sick dilemma. The beautiful outcome regarding these circumstances though is that I am in no way whatsoever affected by the nonsense.
It does not bring me down. If anything it elevates me because I am such a positive and level minded person of productivity.
We are all faced with certain situations and circumstances within our lives. The challenge is not to make the best out of them but to take the worst out from them then conquer.
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