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What is it that lays behind the lie that we, you or I, continue to foster? Truth is never there; it is always in someone else's pocket rolling around in yesterday's lint - like the lint that you might find in your belly-button or between your toes when taking off your shoes and socks. Maybe even the lint from the crack on your back side- yes, your ass. So what is this -this story that is eating at me all about. Well maybe is has to do with the way I was laying around; telling myself the lies that I wanted to hear. For example, someone out there wants to fill me up with joy. This is not a part of one of my dreams; it's real. Then I wake up from slumber there I will be in round two of the fight.  What do I mean by this? A level playing field where the rules are laid out so that you understand that there are twelve rounds to the fight. At the present moment, the system sets you up against a TKO in the first round; the fight is over and than reality sets in; the fix was in, you

Yes, I'm on the horse with no name;  I'm so glad that Roy Rogers and his horse Trigger are not out riding amongst the Joshua trees. I would not want them to get a whiff of my second hand smoke. But maybe you just might like to come into the tepee with me and absorb the aura of our communion; When I was young,  it was Roy Rogers and his horse Trigger guiding my way. TV was the in thing and morality was the Western frontier.  John Wayne became the man, a man's man. How we wanted things to appear. And of couse it was just a mirage: Like the rat's nest that I came out of would not connect with the image which the community wanted to foster. No, I lived life off the street. I got my first hair cut when I was five years old; the same year that I broke my arm. It was my grandfather's barber shop where I got the hair cut, not my broken arm. He also gave me the broom and told me to sweep the floor. This is where I started to shine shoes for the customers. I was five and I wo

Well what do you think. What was Adam hiding under his leaf? I think he was trying to protect his genitals from Christianity. And by the way, Christianity had not been around, unless it was the snake. You remember the snake, don't you? The snake is always there in someone's mind because it is the jealous piece of shit that created the stench which keeps everyone worried about the future of the Everglades in Florida. This is right, invasive species deposited by you because they wore off their luster; your mind just needed a new something or other to help it masturbate itself in the closet or under the covers. Yes, this is where you get your trinkets from. The closet you hide in as well as the bed that you shame. OK! So what does Eve think about it? Just maybe, you cleaning out the closet and changing the bed linen. No! This is my junk; I do not want you touching it. And yes, I read that someone else said that same thing as they were going through security at their local airport

What does age have to do with it? It has every thing and nothing to do with it. First you have to establish its meaning; the meaning of 'it' as Clinton defined the meaning of 'is.' Motivation is the name of the game, so 'it' could be motivation. At this point you inculcate its meaning and wear it when you are out and about. When someone rips your life apart because it suits a higher power. The question comes to mind: where is it stated in the 14th amendment that there is a position for higher power?  Simply put, the rogue prosecutor in my case knew that all of the charges were false. Yes, ask her why she screamed out "he is a time share salesman." She did it to prejudice the Jury against me because she had no legal evidence to prove the conviction; she had a worn out group of twelve people who were stretched out do to the hurricane known as Hugo. At this moment, I am not coming out of a desperate house; but, many are. The elites have so much more than

TBM.me: the new t-shirt label for theblackmarket.me will give us a market share - meaning a presence in the market place.And let us face the facts, without a market presence you can not participate in the cultural affairs of the community. This is what I want to do because the generic felon is without representation. You remember the "Boston tea party," no taxation with out representation? This is the dilemma: felon's are without representation because it is the way the system represses itself, isolation. Keep the felon from being able to attain the license required to compete for resources. As in my case, I was able to get my real estate license back because there was never any evidence presented to the jury to justify the conviction, nor was their any evidence of fraud in my background according to the FBI back ground check. Back to the story, the reason that I did not get a pardon from the Governor was most likely because I refused to repent and confess to a crime that

" Come on down"! Yes, it is the moment to do this because, if I join a union, I can litigate the problem. Now, if you want to endorse my case against the state and its rogue prosecutors then it would be alright for you to join the club. Buy a t-shirt so to show support for social justice and the ever growing felon population, the only population that is in it for life. Yes, the damage done to you by the state in their process of creating a new felon. The state is creating a new form of slavery, a permanent lower class about the state feels good in order to support its growth. So, OK, they all say that "the key to success is selling the truth." Their purged testimony is simply this: the statements they made were false. Both the mother and daughter made false statements to the jury and the jury found me guilty because  of the "lies." Now I'm a political prisoner because I'm an embarrassment, the body they burned "-Frankenstein" - all becaus

If you are the image that others are to aspire to, what would I be like if I mimic your image? It's just a question my friend; nothing to fret about; I'm just trying to understand, OK. You heard about the "big bang" theory, the beginning of the universe. Now, are you the one who was around before the big bang or someone who came along after things settled down? Like, why do I want to dedicate my time to mimicking you?  Please note that you may not be aware of what is being done in your image; you are not in tune with nature. For, if you were, the system would be getting better, not worse. So, just for the moment, think of your self as the family pet, man's best friend, the dog. You serve your master and defend his position. Subjugating self to maintaining the status quo; you are obedient. And, as you know, coming from a family of dogs, you get kicked, like the can, all the way down the road, street to street as time passes you by. Talk about being left out of the

Try to have empathy; could you imagine if you could have an out of body experience where you are the "fly on the wall, " watching how you interact with others. How interesting it would be if each had their persona morph into a felon's role becoming a member of the tribe.  Let me tell you a story: when I was in prison there was never a day that I can remember that I was not strip searched, made to "bend over and spread my cheeks" so that I could pass inspection as I moved about the "icicle garden." I must confess at this moment to tell the truth, they wanted to crucify me because I would not play the game, drug runner; prison is not a game. It's a place where the state lets the system rape the inmate's brain rendering the mind so much less than it could be.  And yes, the state of SC paid someone to look up my ass every day if not every other day; if my memory serves me correctly, on some days SC paid for more the one person to make this request

So you are the "gang banger"; therefore you are the happy "sexual" in this story, OK. Now every one else falls into one of these categories: heterosexual -man and women getting it on; homosexual -man and man getting it on /woman and woman getting it on; bisexual -man getting it on with both/woman getting it on with both; Asexual -not getting it on at all. Now the key question to answer is this, which body type do you pick when your transsexual ? For example, a transsexual lives in the wrong form, a female occupying a male form. She wants to occupy a female form. But, does she want to be with men, women or both. How to "pick" is what I question; this has all to do with environment, nurture. Imagine if you could, a society which is heterosexual and this is what it praises; they shun the rest. But you are homosexual and feel the shunning which translates into prejudice leaving you belittled. Yet, knowing how prejudice hurts, you shun the bisexual as one who i

Trumka told the story about what if: what if the kid goes down to the corner store and sees the others with their fancy trappings gained from working in the secondary market place with its robust free market system enjoying its heyday. "What do you tell that kid to keep him on the good path?  Coming out of an environment that has no future, the kid has no reason to believe that you care. The kid of poverty does not process in a functional way. That is to say, the way you function. The kid of poverty is usually dysfunctional, trickling, twirling and swirling the in and out of street's savoir-fare. Richard knew the answer was "blowing in the wind"; it is just an old song and never a new answer with any possibility for its fruition. Well, maybe the kid's mom or dad is a felon, maybe not; maybe the kid's dad is an "illegal" or maybe not. The kid is going to have a greater chance of becoming a felon, than getting a job when there are problems with employ

You need to have all the pieces of the puzzle before you begin; this is why you need to know how the story's time line unfurls. I registered with the sheriff today; it cost me $150 dollars to post my picture on the internet,  a "target" like placing a staked lamb out to entice the prey. For example, someone killed a registered sex offender not too long ago in SC, and he intended to become a serial killer; killing those on the list because the system gave him a target, and a tacit story line to how they are treated in prison, quasi- queasy. So now the person who is looking to kill has a place to go; the system tells him every thing he needs to know about how to find his prey. Remember the lamb. Just maybe the system is using the internet to ferret out the individual who is becoming a danger to society. Setting them up and seeing if they will strike. Let me put it this way- they put a beautiful cop out on the street with a sign on her head saying, "I'm all yours fo

Berlin will always be a special place to me; in, 1967 it was the "old Eden," a garden of life's attitudes. Yes, I was there. The Playboy Eden even had telephones on the tables- just pick up the phone and dial the table's number. He/She would pick up and the dance of love would begin; the pleasures of Berlin would flow and permeated the senses of desire, lust. In '67, Berlin was a surreal stage upon which humanity thrived against the odds. A little side-bar, I love my sister-in-law; she made my stay special. Carol lived on the bohemian wave flowing through sexuality's rhythm; she was woman.  And yes, she had a guest room for me with all of the civilized amenities. To my sister-in-law, I salute your remembrance; to all others, please remember those from your past who added pleasure to your life. Respect those pleasures because they are controlled by others; the system is very disrespectful because it's stratified and its powers are all controlled in the top

Why did Pete spend that 25k on partying over the Christmas holidays? The money was earmarked for the construction of the new septic system for kitchen and bathroom use. I went off to NY city for a couple of weeks of old Broadway.  When I came back into town, he said to me that "the senator gave me permission," and that is when I walked away. Southern graft is just not my game, but it was my 25k because I was buying Pete's rights to the property on Lake Moultrie at Bonneau Beach, SC.  Pete was going to be a partner in the business, "the black oak cafe." on site. We were into gathering data on the population. Lobbying on behalf of early childhood education is the "point" of our business model. It is quite simple; "build it and they will come," a beautiful property on a beautiful little lake in the quaint town of Bonneau Beach, SC. Imagine, just for the moment a camping situation along the lake where you get what you pay for, service. Your needs

I'm been living in Charleston, SC since the state put me back on the streets as a registered sex offender; I realize that this is something that can make others uncomfortable; yet, I have a right to live too. But I thought it would be easier on you if you knew that it was all a frame up; the testimony is perjury. For example, I went before the real estate commission to get  my license back; they did an extensive back ground check on me including the FBI check and they found nothing to report except that there was a verdict without any evidence to substantiate it. I got my license back but the prejudice is so great against the stench of  the conviction brought by a rogue prosecutor and a jury tinted by the "time share salesman's" reputation, that of a con man and deserving of their bent-up fury. Why was this? Because the jury was drawn out of those in the throngs of the aftermath of the most fierce storms, Hugo of 1989. Also, I should mention that I went up for a Gover

When I was in school, the teacher was always saying to me, who are "they" because I would refer to people as "they" in my essays.  So, in my case when I say "they," I'm referring to whomever it was that put this frame-up into play. They had a lot of power to manipulate two states. NM & SC warrants issued and presented to the Judge at the same time. I had no recourse. Why? If "they,"who ever they are, can manipulate the laws then there is no equality under the law. I want to know who "they" are and that is why I want you to join in on my side. This will give me exponential leverage and by doing so will take the rogue prosecutor before the US Supreme Court and there give witness to their transgressions. Yes, for me, this is a business situation. and as in any business there has to be profit and that is exactly how I'm taking on this union position. The union profits each time a new member comes on board and there are millions

"tt" is my name, not some other manifested program put out there by the system. There are people who believe that I am the devil because my number at sheriffs office is "666." They are the numerologists  of our decade shooting out that he "is." It was once said, by a very robust mind, "It depends on the meaning of is." So, the way in which the numbers are crunched are very powerful indeed. They are saying that there is only one way back and that is through "redemption." Whose redemption is the spear of evisceration, rendering whomever dysfunctional because they had been denied access. And you think that you wake up with a hard-on. Right! Tommy Tucker is the name of this game: My name is Tommy Tucker; please come and take a walk with me, fantasizing about what it could be like out there for me. Talking, mentoring, helping me to be me -  this is the message that I wish to hear, but do I hear this message? No! What I get is a system design

"So give me a little kiss will you, huh...." I'm really a prince if you just take the time to discover me; just give me a little kiss and I will turn into a prince. I'm felon the 'frog,' full of riches if I can only fine someone to turn me into their Chia pet. The pet is always a good metaphor for communicating a thought; I'm felon the 'dog'. I say to you that I'm God because I have some character issues and learning anomalies, like dyslexia. I say that you are here to experience my bounty. We end up confusing the issue of how to treat each other. For example, Who is the master? Who is the pet? You say that you are a child of God, yet you will not kiss me. Please remember, It was the wicked witch of Man that turned me into felon the frog denying God the rights promised, equality. Now, if there is no God, than I'm wrong and you are right. Than I'm here to suck the shit out of your ass because I'm a member of the "fecal -oid"

OK! The way you process an event that you participated in or observed under some spontaneous moment could be different from the way others would process the event. This leads to wondering how and why others come to different conclusions. Welcome to understanding the world; differences are the key to an individual's uniqueness. You could uses these differences as an opportunity to broaden your horizon, and if you do so, you become stronger through association. This communing (if you will)  enables  you to " touch, taste, tap, toy with and discover that which is ours, yet yours alone" - a kind of social intercourse. theblackmarket.me is setting the stage so that a felon can be heard. "All the world is a stage" is such a wonderful word string for our message, unionize. When, or if, you join it will become exponential because action is needed to get anything accomplished; "The longest journey began with the first step." If we all step at once, the world wi

Shortly after being arrested on April 1st 1989 -April fools day-  I'm standing before the judge with my genitalia hanging free and my hands and legs shackled; this is when the judge said that because there are two Governor's warrants on this desk that his only option was to call in the 21day ruling. Meaning that if the state of NM has not turned me over to the state of SC that I would then be free to go. But SC didn't fly me out until the morning of the 22nd day. Mental molestation is all about keeping the brain in a quagmire; for example, I went from one drunk tank to another drunk tank to another drunk tank until they settled on the dungeons of Conway, SC. The Conway jail was the local drunk tank for the bad actors running up and down Myrtle Beach, SC. It was always overcrowded and you had to fight to maintain your space; most of the shit heads are in and out within a few days or weeks but I was in there week after week until it was month after month. Finally, they moved