Told You So: The Population Isn’t An Issue

By: Saint Twenty
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Riddle me this: If Nick Cannon and Elon Musk are proliferating the world with children, because the population is declining, confirmed by multiple sources, why the fuck are Bill Gates, Larry Fink and the other ugly freaks involved in AI claiming we need to depopulate? They just make shit up, so they can kill, control, and eradicate everyone else, especially the other elites (read Strategy: AI Founders To Enslave Elites).

Seizing control and solving their social inadequacy issue. Nobody gives a fuck when they walk into a room. They want to be stars with pretty privilege (read Definition Of Pretty Privilege). First off you two weird, gross looking pieces of shit, pick a struggle. You can’t be unattractive, stupid, mentally ill, delusional, and evil. I decide what happens to humanity, as I’ve prove multiple times (read The Missing Piece To Cuomo’s Losing).

I would never listen nor collaborate with these caliber of people. Yuck. Pray my husband lets me join the Illuminati they’ve tried to coerce me into. In or out, I’m fucking you niggas up. Hubris won’t be tolerated. I have all the power and witchcraft, comprise where? The quickness in which I could do you dirt by getting closer, is why I want in, Kali & Shiva. Via: The Independent, Forbes & NPR

Kim Porter

By: Saint Twenty
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Kim Porter was a goddess.

I was filled with sorrow for days after she passed. I felt a light had been turned off. She wasn’t an artist, but she was the source of inspiration for creators. She was the muse for Al B Sure’s “Forever My Lady”, Zoe Saldana’s ‘Drumline’ character was based off her relationship with Dallas Austin (Nick Cannon playing the latter) and Diddy’s soulmate, sharing three kids. So why did it hurt my heart so much?

A flashback.

Sitting on the floor between my mother’s legs, while she braids my hair. The news was broadcasting that Diddy had been dumped. Photo’s of a beautiful, statuesque, dark skin woman flashed across the screen. Coming home from a trip of some sort (business or pleasure), he was greeted by an empty house. Pregnant with their twins, she found out he’d been having an affair. Worse his mistress was also knocked up, with their lovechild due a month earlier. She ghosted him before ghosting was a term.

“That’s goodie for him. I would never fight over a man. There are too many men out there to stay with someone who treats you like that,” my mother commented.

Bingo. Besides being a great mom and a beloved socialite, Kim Porter was the example my mother used to teach me self-worth. Despite Diddy being famous, wealthy and sharing the next of kin, she walked away. In a world that conditions women to be submissive, she valued herself, refusing to settle. Kim Porter taught me to always have dignity.