Part III The Trap House Condo Apartment 444
My gift was not crazy it was genius. But it was threatening to say so especially in a woman. You'll see.
They had caught me in the confines of my condo apartment at 8:30 Thursday night which I had scotched on air in the moments before and said condo was not my first and only home but one of three or more (turning on the my recent questions of domicile and residence in my new font of celebrity.)
I left you with the question of leaving my old identity MK behind.
Following a command evening performance in the 'devil's music hour' no less (6 pm) where read I had been "held captive" in my condo apartment for a showing on Unplugged, (before that on reality TV) I left them a minute to the 7th hour. I do not like to lie but I always take a minute for myself. Channel Jack Nicholson fingers to the mouth and then one for myself, keep a secret of my saved self in my back pocket. I am after all pure, a sexy angel narcissist.
I did not "call out" to my celebrity friends in my performance but sometimes I can hear their music as it dovetails with my story.
The Destroy trap house
I would not destroy myself in the name of Art. But I am never not never not a performer so I could not quit at 7:00 and explained the ambuiguity in my earlier performance then connecting the dots too much but for yet a smaller audience of insiders.
I was Ava and I did not want to bite the apple. I could not even plug in my iPhone
in the Trap House set-up. The swedish 40s ear like sofas were to big; I was too small. The outlets were in the wrong places almost purposely. I took it like Alice in Wonderland and played with propprtions but they caught me like Baby, my other identity, and I would be tethered to an outlet for hours. What a liability Apple.
I did not want to keep this as my domicile residence (those terms are murky anyway) so I would flee.
for fear they would squeeze every ounce of creativity out of me through electronic means. So I was their captor for a few hours
in my private life
which I became aware had become public but all was to be revealed to me later in the evening as I died and was reborn.
Perhaps this is the price of celebrity.
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Part IV Poker Plays In the Name of Contact Tracing and Testing: Major to Minor Chord changes a prequel chapter
I am a narcissist so I am always on, a lways performing. But to get too close to me is to see raw which is why I have been stage shy and embarassed for so long but not as long as I can remember.
Free of the medical-legal, medicolegalbuzz so I would think after the medical legal inquisition in my home only moments later, where I thought
my medical legal and education records could finally be scotched.*
The game in hollywood is one of Poker that they will try to trade your raw and I see you one by insulting you. But that's too easy. Anything can be scotched even your visage if they film you in your home. However they want to see how far you are willing to go.
They started me off easy, not too easy, but the chessboard kept getting harder.
It was revealed to me in covid 19 that * there were no look backs, there was also no turning back now that I had come this far.
I had not truly made it but the seduction was so close.
I am dancing around the point now. Let me have a moment. To edit is not to change the past but to look back (could be a legal term) is to get stuck. And now that I was freed, but never truly because I am pure narcissist but I will not give out my number my wavelength as a question of my security.
As I gave the unofficial interview on MTV perhaps, but it was not revealed to me I heard 6 shots fired on the window of my crib (condo apartment co-op trap house)
and after I bled for them as I had done for so long I told them I would need increased security.
Because money=fear. Fear and money are intricately linked. But to explain would be at great risk to me.
Celebrities often are reborn when the heat gets to be too much as I explained. This is not conspiracy nor is it truly celebrity.* Next chapter
Their gambit was to make me think I did not know the truth and to make me think I was crazy via a series of intricate medical legal frauds.
This will not be my admission. The problem is that you signal what you want just as much as what you do not want. To say do not make this my admission would be to signal to those with the power to reach your pain points: make this my admission.
The trial would hinge on several items which I will reveal to you soon. If caught I would say I were a genius, my bitch.
Bitch and Ho
I could not reveal who was in my inner circle because it would be at great risk to them. I could not call out. I could not reveal the gambit of the prostitution ring that inherent in many games in life that when pure prostitution called for a panderer (a pimp) sort of different in the world of music, entertainment and hollywood, sometimes if pure prostitution a pimp who said they would marry their bitch. But to get anywhere in this world it would seem you needed a man. But to choose would be to tap out early. I'm not a feminist, but you'll see.
My performace person
ality was not far from truth but I mixed the music a bit. I said and say I intoned with spirits and oracles (that has always been the case in this fraud they sold me and the world of traps in medicine which dulled my mind and spirit for so long. More on that later.
But really to call out genius would seem to be a bit of foreshadowing.
I would recently learn to temper it by channeling my genius into bible passages.
When the heat became too strong I would lean into the grind. (skate reference p erhaps)
And on that day May 14, in my off the cuff performance in my living room den of the trap house I called out Matthew. I will reveal the passage later. Bible is a gateway drug I learned from the gateway that I both enjoy the English Version and n interpretation. Others in hollywood must use this as a tool else not be able to break the chains of command.
Essentially if asked to cut to the point I wanted to say with Matthew number [ ] that I Ava have not eaten the apple.
I must be careful here or they will c ut my internet again,
