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Month the Seventh Pt.2

10.10.23 The Pen is mightier than the sword.

And the Penis for that matter. Someone once told me I was a man with a woman’s soul. Soul is beyond gender, for the record. I have identified as two-spirit at times but my claim to NA culture is nebulous at best. I may be black (North African), there’s a case to be made for that. But let me tell you, I’m white passing at worst. I hate this country for its hate, and I repay it with love.


I won’t take this lying down. I’m very sick, crazy even, but I know what’s right. Sometimes. Sometimes I can’t see the forest for the trees. The propaganda is out of control.

–Richard Alfonso Dinon

P.S. Be very careful what you pray. God is listening.

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