I was told specifically not to go to that grocery store anymore— but they had the rice noodles I liked. The thing was, actually, this time, they didn't— and so I knew my time was again coming to a close. I knew it would be the last time before I left, and regardless that I was going to leave anyway, but it felt like the last time— there were no rice noodles at all, and with my arms full of essentials, I figure listening to the voice in my head that told me not to do these things was probably for the best.'I can hear that.' But I was beginning to be rebellious in my actions and endeavors, because I simply wasn't making money, and this was making me not just sad, but actually very angry.

{Enter The Multiverse}

Professor Tannenbaum.

Sir.

Yikes.

I'm sure

I'm shown up at the Equinox

Just for [someone] to torture me

Cause for what?

I'm dead broke, and not a [] blonde

I'm on another trial

Been tryin, but been a while

It's too bad I'm too tired to run a mile

I been

Up all night

It ain't right

I hate New York

I'm so sick of being broke

But I still cannot find a job,

I'm so certain that it's hell that I'm l surprised

It's not on fire,

But maybe all hell is for real l

Is a cold heart world

With no love in it

Where you stop being inspired

It's murder for hire with motorcycles

And corrupt politicians

So if I look a little older

I'm smart to sue em

So y'op wanna walk toward

And cut me off

Tryna get noticed by a God

But I been only in New York

So I'm humbled, mumble like i'm nobody

But the no ones try to follow me

I swallow all my humble cards

I want to pick them up

But just for once ,

I leave my garbage on the floor

All these skanks

Look like Hillary swank

Come to thinking they slick tryna take the energy I make

They all look like snakes

Lazy

But never cease to amaze me

Walking up in the world I made

Still tryna hate me.

Thankfully, it's just a think tank to me

and when the balance beam turns the tables on em

I'm he back in my temple home;

Now it's your turn to be homeless,

Ya boneless serpent

This is just a bonus l

Cause I took a wrong turn

But it was the right one

Cause I got some rhymes done.

Ya'll get off of my nuts

Look, I got nine Trump cards

Welcome to my dump, lards

You're non recyclable!

What can I say

Besides,

That I'm always correct

Look at the thing that coughs she's gross and she don't have the touch

The flight of love.

The touch of god,

The twist of the hand

Or knowing from before

But she benefits off of the blood

The coughs

The sign of the demons and dark ones

It was already a done deal.

I knew it was sort of a scam, or maybe even sometimes that rich white peoples had the worst demons of all—

My fears had been confirmed the moment I walked in, someone coughing in that same disgusting way as I had been used to as soon as I approached the desk to activate my pass— but I knew as soon as I walked in that it was worth it; I would save everything that I had and sell my outdated DJ gear I wasn't using anyway, and I would take advantage of the offer to reinstate my membership; this would serve me so much more than my equipment was anyway. I wasn't getting along in the DJ world, and in fact after the cancellation of REQUISITE, the disrespect at [redacted] , and the techno Jew telling me my clothes and looks made me worthless in the industry, I considered he might have been right; I would be better off back where I started, at Equinox and broke but at least amongst the clean and quiet elite— this would raise my vibration and clear my headspace for something greater, eventually…even if it was just a job in luxury retail–going back to school or figuring out how to get behind the scene.

My DJ days seemed to be over; I needed security and longevity, and I needed the opportunity to come back at the price with a one month advance desperately. Perhaps six weeks of training could jumpstart something better; I didn't know. But selling my equipment was worth it, because being a DJ was getting me nowhere but a quickly depleting supply of coconut water.

Man wheezy for real

And I don't even feel the pain

Came a long way to Wayne

I took the 2 train,

Fell out of the truth

Still trying to find 2 chainz

But I went the wrong way

I been up all day

Somethings wrong,

I should probably go to a hospital

A long time ago

I'm hoping that this tissue mass is cancer

And it's fatal tho

Fee like I'm inflatable

Ain't no man is faithful yo

I'll probably smoke a big ol bowl

When I get back to heaven, man

With a rebel yell, she cried:

omg, a leg press.

Feeling like, a little bit friendless

Should probably get a wet wipe

Should probably get some leg lifts in

Should probably get the leg press in

It's been a late one

Should probably get some press ons

Probably get my press kits done

Should probably call it in

But then again

Don't got a home much longer

Do I!

Parallels,

This shit is real

I get it in for a second then

Case dismissed

I kept it innocent

I went to equinox to reinvent myself

A second

Take a second thought,

And then forgot—

I'm at the wrong plaza

Nooo? Noooo not

[The Rock And The Kite, Part ☠️]

The diabolical plan worked

The motorcycles weakened the [trigger] bad,

We really had her,

Out on Brooklyn queens border

She looks ten year older

Her hair is so out of order

Her nails is l chipping in polish

Got her caught up in the moment

She probably can't even afford it

But that is just not out problem!

Haha

Fuck,

I forgot how to do this.

Uh.

Forgot all my gym etiquette

I got a running album on

But the track closed

For the free trial

Imma eat out

And by that I mean

Freestyle

I be out side

When I get midtown

I ain't been down

Since I came out

The train station

Screens, screens screens

Someone please please please

Fix me

Seem to be

Splitting at the seams seams seams

I could scream, scream, scream

Yes,

I see me in the media

I need, need, need

Something to

Ease ease ease me

Like an easel

Or Julius ceaser

Jesus.

There's no time I contemplate more

On how strange the humanity is

Then when working out

Intensively.

No longer really even interested

In sexual relations as it ascertains

I may just be the opposite of Satan

And I just don't have the patience

Or the taste for any sort of

Romanticism or fantasies

In a trance, I guess

But I've been living in the trash,

I guess

Well, that was depressing.

Yes, going all the way uptown

And to equinox in the same day

Is very often

A lot.

UPTOWN

Yo. Wtf this place is gross.

Eeeeeeeehh—

GROSS.

Uptown is quieter than my hood

But full of dead things,

I just dread these realizations,

But to spread the disease is easy

I'm in the red and queasy

Meaning to get elevated

But I made a play today

What was I saying

Lil bitz

Bro I'm vegan but just got a cat

And I did not realize shopping for cat food

Would be a conflict of interest .

Like, I know cats are carnivorous,

I'm not dumb.

But I'm discussing this with my AI assistant like,

Trying to find a natural cruelty free brand,

And she's like

“Oh, here's some vegan cat food.”

I was like,

“Enough, white people!”

I love white people—

The good ones, you know.

Not the

*coughs heavily*

Like,

Those are obviously bad but like

Mostly they're alright—

Mostly cause of things like this:

Vegan cat food!

I'm a vegan!

But imm like

“Don't be dumb.”

That's dumb.

Cats are meat eaters.

That's just vicious!

And it's overpriced!

I could see if you were cutting corners and skipping prices by like,

Forgetting the meat,

And this was like a nutritious, half priced alternative

But no,

Like most things that are vegan,

It's double-priced.

I'm like

“Ahem, I was looking for cruelty-free brands!

This by the price point alone is cruel!

But I did not realize shopping for this on Amazon

Would be such an entire conflict of interest,

I'm like

“Eughh!”

“Gravy swirl”

I'm like,

“Gross.”

And then I'm looking at the flavors like,

Are people actually shopping for cat food,

Like they're shopping for themselves?

They're like

“Oh bone-broth infused”

That sounds good!

“Chicken beef swirled flavor”

I'm like

“Eugh.”

Like it is obnoxious and nasty,

I must admit,

I've been a Whole Foods shopper for too long

I'm like

“Hmm. How about sweet potato… like, pumpkin-cod?”

No?

Ah, here we are

“Brown rice and fillet…”

Classy.

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Tales of a Superstar DJ

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