Raising vibrations with DeeVenom1!
”MR. ARMY GUY!”
In this episode. I share a story with you guys about an (ALLEGED) friendship between myself and a straight army guy that includes alcohol, drugs, and more! That's it, you'll have to download this episode for more!!!! This is DeeVenom, and I'm out!
What is going on my people of the planet? I am a deep venom and allow me to raise your vibrations. I refrain from playing any music or having any effects because there's something weighing on my heart and it's been weighing on my heart for a while now and I think that it's time that I've talked about this situation and I think once I talk about it and release it, I feel a lot better anyway. I've been noticing a change within myself and I think it was a couple of days ago there was an insect in my apartment and I took some tissue and I kind of squeezed it and picked it up and I would usually flush it down the toilet, kill it, do whatever, I just know that I would kill it and for some reason I opened up the front door and released the bug. I didn't kill it a few minutes ago before creating this particular episode. There was something that resembled a roach but I don't think that that's what it is and it's crawling along and I thought about killing it but I didn't. I just let it go, let it be and wherever it is, hopefully it don't reproduce but I don't know, I didn't feel the need to kill it, I didn't feel like it was a threat to me. Now I had it been a roach then yes, I would have killed it and then some but this was an innocent bug going about its business just like me going about my business and I guess the biggest thing is this small bug compared to my big ass, I mean just imagine my big foot coming down on this small innocent bug, something that's probably been here way before I've been here and I don't know, I'm starting to learn how to live with these elements instead of getting rid of them because we're all here as part of this eco economical system for a reason and though I don't like bugs like that, I'm starting to respect them and I think the more that I respect them the more that they'll you know leave me alone because I'm doing the same every turn, anyway you guys, excuse me, I hope that all that my people are staying on, let me get a drink of something real quick you guys, I apologize. I'm hoping that you all are staying on, there's another bug and it's the same kind, it's the one that I just seen, interesting, now I'm not sure if I want to kill it or not but it looks like it's already somewhat hurt because it's on its back and it's moving around in a circle like it's trying to get back on its feet. I am going to allow nature to play its course, if it's meant for this bug to survive then it will survive if it is meant for this bug to pass away and go on then so be it, anyway you guys, I hope that all of my people of the planet are staying on the street and narrow and not doing anything too lower and jeopardize those vibrations, how the bug has gotten back on its feet, now I see, let me see, one second to you guys, I'm really focused on this bug, I was trying to get out, okay I have my microphone and stuff on a cooler, the type of cooler that you put food and beverages in and on top of the cooler there are sections where you set drinks in and this particular bug is trapped in one of those little circular things and is trying to get out and the more that it climbs up this one particular part it flips down and you know, flips on its back so yeah, anyway this bug is going through a struggle and I can't help it because I am in the middle of recording and eventually it will find its way out and hopefully, anyway you guys, if I didn't say it, I hope all of my people of the planet are staying on that street and narrow, et cetera, et cetera, now what's, excuse me, what is weighing on my heart is a story in regard to a person that I met a while back, I will refrain from telling their name for the simple fact, they have a very, very, very unique name such as myself and I love their name to be quite frank with you and the fact that I have a lot of Arizona listeners, some of you motherfuckers just may know this individual, anyway this is when I was wrapped up in the matrix hardcore, I was high this particular night and I was on a prow looking for, you know, a scallywag, a victim and this is also, I think when I was working, yes I was working for the casino, anyway, I came to this gas station, there was a guy sitting out in the front, I guess they were trying to get, whatever they were trying to get from the gas station, but the clerk of the gas station was on break and they had a sign in the window and whatever else the case may be, so the person was waiting for them to come in, I needed gas but I also wanted to work this particular person, so I pulled into, hold on you guys, I'm keeping my eye on this particular bug, okay, anyway, I went into the gas station and I'm, no, I didn't go into the gas station, I pulled into the gas station and hold on, this bug is about to be free and I want to keep an eye on it, there you go, you're about to fall off the cliff, you see how fried that drop is huh, you don't want to go there, I'm sorry to you guys, I am really triggered out on this bug, so let me move, because I'm ADHD and I'm very easily distracted, okay, alright, so I pulled into this gas station and the person told me that the gas station is pretty much closed for now, you know, whoever works at the counter is on break and we sparked a conversation with each other and I could tell this person was under the influence of something, what, I don't know at this particular point, anyway, I started asking for cigarettes and all of that type of shit, it's my usual game, you know, you got a cigarette, you know, you smoke G, you know, try to work the palette a little bit, see where I'm going with this and see how they react, anyway, I'm working them and they can kind of sense it and they were like, you know, basically they're not gay or anything like that, they're cool with gay people and you know, they're straight and I still didn't give a fuck about that, I still try to work what I've seen, you know, as I'm driving along I see something that's, you know, cute and vulnerable and I am the lion and they are the antelope and I want meat, I want to feed, so that was my prey at the time, anyway, this person had quite a few tattoos very nicely built, the Caucasian and I mistaken them for a scallywag, well, come to find out the gas station clerk wasn't going to be back for a while, I'm not, no, I didn't get gas because the gas station clerk was not there, so the person told me about another gas station that was further down the street and we could go there if I would get them a ride and they would give me, you know, some gas money or whatever and we'd turn and I'm like, okay, that's cool, so they happened my vehicle and we mosey on down the street and we're talking and whatever else and they were like, you know, he wanted to come back to my place and, you know, chill out and blah, blah, blah and I'm like, okay, yeah, now we're getting somewhere and they're still on the platonic level, me on the sexual level because I'm high, I'm on methamphetamine, anyway, we get to this gas station and I see the person buying a case of beer and at this point, I don't know if they knew that I was high on anything, I don't think I told them that I was high on methamphetamine at that point, but they buy a case of beer and that was pretty much it, so I then take them back to their place and this is a very macho straight mail that we're talking about military, background, fire department, background, you know, just one of those straight men that will take a finger and put it over their nostril to blow snot clear out of the other straight man, anyway, I'm looking at this place and it's a nice big ass place and we go inside, well, before we go inside, I see a bunch of beer camps just all in the front yard and that let me know right there that this person has some form of addiction and if we went to the gas station to, you know, if they were waiting that long for the clerk to come out, you know, up a break at the first gas station, then I can just imagine how long they will wait, you know, I mean, the thing up it is in the nutshell, this person isn't alcoholic or wasn't alcoholic, but at this time, they were full blown alcoholic, I mean, when I went inside of the place, it was filthy, I forgot how many bedrooms, but it's a nice place had, they fixed it up, but they were getting ready to move anyway, so this is why I looked the way that it looked, aside from them being a macho straight man and just being filthy, anyway, I'm conversing with this straight macho man and the conversations that we had were very, very good conversations, some of them were sexual, a lot of homo erotic shit and in the gay community, a dude like this is a major score, bitches will want your autograph hat, you had this motherfucker, I'm telling you, bitch, how can you get him, bitch, girl, yeah, he is fine, yes honey, yes, how you get that honey, I mean, there will be all of and you'll be as this paper and pencil out taken notes and all type of motherfucker shit and bitch, give me your autograph hole, I mean, yes, but you score, you score with that when you did that and that's how it is in the gay community, in this type of person, these faggots would eat, I'm telling you, anyway, somehow down the line, I do believe that I told this person that I have an addiction and my addiction is methamphetamine because we, I mean, I'm telling you our conversations were really deep conversations and I told them we did party on occasion with each other and they would always ask me, you know, why do I want to be gay, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, you know, and why do I want pussy and it's just, I mean, I don't want it, why don't you want some dick, you know, I mean, it's as simple as that and anyway, I mean, they would always ask me and I'm honestly thinking that this person probably was curious or is curious, I wouldn't doubt that they allowed, I may have to suck their dick before but because of this stigma and because there's so macho with it and whatever the case may be, they wouldn't come out to closet. Anyway, I befriended this person for at least four months or five months before they ended up moving and between that time, we are getting fucked up on alcohol because at this point, we both know each other's addictions and they would always call me over, I would get a work go over there, you know, come home, sleep, go to work, you know, I mean, it was on the poppin', you know, no sexual activity even though I tried it my hardest and that was even more of a sexual, uh, I guess Afrodisiac, you know, trying to get something that you know that you could possibly get but you can and it's really hard to get and you're just trying and it aroused me, you know, trying to get at this person and knowing that I could possibly score but I possibly couldn't score. Anyway, I got to meet this person's family and I could tell that this person had a prejudice side to them because when they met me, they didn't, they were ignorant to my people, just put it that way and the fact that we are some educated individuals, not all of us, and that's with any race, there's some educated people within every race and there's some not so educated people within every race and then there's the in between. Anyway, I guess he thought that I was one of those sluggish individuals that, um, just didn't have any etiquette about myself and then when he heard me speak and he seen my demeanor and things of that particular nature slowly over time, it started to change his perception of my people and even his aunt that I met via the telephone was like, how did you change him? Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, you know, they, you know, would always have something to say about, you know, black people and yadda yadda yadda and you know, and it was some derogatory things that would be said about my people but I came along and I changed a lot of things in this young man's life and they done the same thing in return, you know, it was a mutual experience for the both of us in regard to our alleged friendship. Anyway, I met their grandmother whom has all timers, all timers and the grandmother, she's so cute. She with this beard and everything that I have thought that I was this person's girlfriend and I wish that I was this person's girlfriend but a lot of people started to speculate within this person's family that we were an item because we had became that close of friends. I was always over there. I spent the night on that nasty ass floor and it probably had boogers on it and everything but that didn't matter to me. This is my friend. I, when I was homeless and even when I wasn't homeless, I would take myself and put it in their environment and I was sit on that nasty ass floor known, who'd know, or ground or wherever they were, who knows, who pissed and shit and fucked on it and whatever else and calmed on it. But I would place myself in these people's environments and become them and this is what I did with this particular person. I became them and I, yeah, and I seen their addiction firsthand. They were such an alcoholic to the point when, to the point where, they would not feed themselves. I would go to the gas station or something and buy a sandwich, some chips, something to drink. You are going to eat because he is or was a stone cold alcoholic and here I am, the methamphetamine addict, trying to help the alcoholic when I am trying and need to help my own down. So anyway, there were occasions when I spent the night and I seen this person's alcoholism firsthand. They would get so drunk and they would pass out in bed and one time I just heard like, I heard that type of noise and I'm like, what the fuck? So I'm looking in their room and I couldn't, I just wasn't following the noise. So underneath the bed I'm hearing and I didn't go in the room but I went far enough in between the door of the living room and their bedroom to know that they were pissing themselves. That's what that stream was. That's what that noise was. It was a stream of piss and you would think that they were standing at a motherfucking urinal because they pissed for a long motherfucking time and this proved what they ought. The one that I met be at the telephone who was very shocked that their nephew had a friendship with an African American or a brown person, more or less gay but we'll get more into that in a little bit. It proved what they said in regard to how bad their alcohol addiction is. They said that their alcohol addiction is so bad that they would piss and shit themselves. I didn't see the shit factor. I did see the piss factor and it kind of hurt my heart to see that knowing that I'm going through my own addiction but I was still still trying to be there for someone else. And anyway, hold on you guys. Okay. Yeah, so I'm trying to be there for someone else when they're going through their struggle. Anyway, we had a really cool relationship and it was unfortunate that they sprung it upon me that they were getting ready to move to Mexico. Anyway, before they moved to Mexico, their addiction really got the best of them and it was to the point where it was time for some counseling to come into play. You know, it was time to go to AA. No, none. They had an appointment to go to alcoholic anonymous, like a meeting and they had been putting it off. Well, here I come, this person that's a methamphetamine that was trying to work this individual and has sex with them. I go from that to going to a meeting with them. I wasn't planning on going to any meetings or whatever, but I'm on the phone with the aunt and the aunt was talking to me and they were like, you know, they've been putting out this meeting for the longest and they were like, why don't you go with them? Because at this point, I do believe the aunt. I do believe they knew that I had a methamphetamine addiction because I think somewhere around no, I didn't tell them anything the nephew did. The nephew was very outspoken, you know, very much, you know, they were just like, you know, yeah, these are math blah blah blah blah blah. You know, they didn't give a fuck, you know, and so that's how the aunt thought about my addiction. But anyway, the aunt was like, you know, you should go with them, blah blah blah, it's a mean of support and I didn't think twice about it. I'm just like, you know what? That's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm going to go with them and, you know, for support. So the person came over to pick them up for the meeting and I'm like, well, is it cool as a friend that I go with? I don't have to be a part of the meeting. I just want to go as a form of support. And they were like, yeah, that's fine. You know, yeah, yeah, you got it. So I, and mind you, the person that I, my friend at this time and still is, you know, we haven't had any altercations or nothing, but mind you, they smell like vomit because they had threw up on themselves because we were smoking methamphetamine and I guess it was the taste of it was just, you know, extremely nasty to them and they ended up throwing it up and were ended up throwing up and they had vomit all over their clothes and whatever else and this is the same shit that they wore to the meeting the following day. This is how bad their alcohol addiction was or probably still is. Anyway, we, the guy came and picked them up and I followed chills along and we get to the, I'm on the phone with the aunt and the aunt is just tripping out and was just like, you know, who the fuck are you texting? That's not in that sense, but that's what it kind of made me feel. You're like, who the fuck are you? You know, here you are this black person that comes along and my nephew has a thing about, you know, black people. He always talks about you guys, you know, and jokes about, you know, black people and they ain't the word blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, but you have such an influence on my nephew and then they thought that we were an item, you know, I mean, are you two together and all this type of stuff and they kept asking me and asking me and I kept telling them, no, we're not. We're not anything of that particular nature. We're just friends and they were like, well, I wouldn't care if my nephew was gay, you know, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, you know, and you know, I'm just like, well, I don't know if they're gay or not. At this point, I think that they are struggling with their sexuality and this is where the alcoholism comes into play. Now, mind you, they are moving to Mexico and they have a friend that has a huge gang of property out there and they have a hotel or something out there. The person that is supposed to be my friend has a gay friend that owns all of this property. Now, I am not from some of the stories that was told to me from my ex-friender for whatever you want to call it. It seemed like dude tried to get at my army friend and even the aunt and I talked about it. You are an older gay man. You got all this motherfucking money, all these Mexicans working for you and whatever else. You are because most, I don't give a fuck with nobody say most motherfucking gay men that are older that has money or whatever are tricks and they trick off their money for some young dick and they can get girls and they can have parties that can do all type of shit like they do in Hollywood. You got a little money or whatever the case may be, you can make some shit happen. I know something happened between the army guy and the motherfucker in Mexico. I already know it. I am too like right now while I'm telling y'all this story, I am feeling. I am too much of an empath. I wasn't born on Halloween for nothing. I am very heightened when it comes to sensitivities. I feel the fact that this motherfucker got his dick sucked and probably fucked this motherfucker in Mexico. I don't care. I know it. Anyway, I go to the meeting with my army friend. I stay on the outside even though I was invited in the inside. I didn't go in knowing that I needed that meeting as much as but my army friend needed that meeting. Once I was over and done with, I stuck around and I was jealous of my army friend. When I seen him making other relationships with these people and meetings and stuff like that and giving phone numbers and shit like that, I was jealous of that because this is my friend. You know what I'm saying? Aside from me trying to get some of that damn dick but I'm glad that that didn't even happen. The closest that we claimed came to anything was when his drunk ass took my face and his face and re-rubbed cheeks with each other and that was pretty much it. Not booty cheeks but our face cheeks. He was happy in regard to being at that meeting and attending it. I stayed on the phone with his aunt off and on because she was getting on my nerves asking me if her nephew was gay. Anyway, I stayed on the phone with her off and on until the meeting was over and he was out and she was so proud that he completed that meeting and even my army friend was proud of himself that he went. Do you think he went again? Shit, that was the last meeting that seen his mother fucking ass. Okay, I can tell you that. Anyway, and this is prior to him moving to Mexico. But anyway, we hung out some more prior to them getting ready to move and they thanked me for being their friend. Thank you so much for being my friend. I just really thought that we had a genuine friendship. But people, places and things will test that friendship and let you know where you stand in regard to all of that. And I know where I stand in regard to our friendship. So anyway, this person, you know, we hung out a little more, done a little more methamphetamine and drank more beers and shit like that. And they gave me quite a few things before they ended up moving. And I still had those things. I didn't give them away. And they ended up moving to Mexico and we kept in contact quite a bit. And they were telling me that their mom, the sister, or the aunt that I was speaking with, they were saying that the mom was accusing him of being a faggot. And I'm just like, hey, what? I thought it was funny, you know, because the way he said it, he's so straight, you know, and it's just well, allegedly so straight. Yeah, my mom's accusing me of being a fucking faggot. blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. And, you know, I'm not a fucking faggot, blah, you know, I mean, just he was snapping off. And I honestly, I don't, you know, that's pretty much the last time that I heard from him and aside from the fact that he was drunk, slept in his truck. I mean, just all type of shit. So it's just like, allegedly, you were supposed to be moving to Mexico to get your life in order and help out with this hotel and all this type of shit. And you're still on the same shit. You're still out there drinking, you're still out there, you know, hoeing around and whatever else the case may be. And, you know, yeah. So anyway, you know, aside from, but he's still living a party life. You know what I'm saying? And here I am, you know, back in Phoenix, trying to get my shit together, you know, but still doing methamphetamine, you know, while working at the casino. And anyway, I noticed that the phone calls started to diminish and I started to not hear from them like that anymore. And I see on Facebook because we're Facebook friends, you know, your friend, I'm going to call him the army guy comedy on this, you know, picture your friend is your friend that. And I was calling them and it would go straight to voicemail. And I'm just like, okay, what is this all about? So I hit him up via Facebook to find out, you know, and I was commenting on pictures that they would upload and all type of shit, you know, just trying to be that friend. And anyway, this is making me feel so much better talking about this, because I was really bummed about our friendship. But anyway, I hit them up via Facebook to find out, you know, what's going on, you know, why haven't you hit me up? And, you know, what's, what, what am I staying with this friendship or does this friendship even stand at all? They hit me back and was like, you know, everything's fine, everything's cool, blah, blah, you know, I'm just having some, I lost my phone and I'm having some issues with my phone. And, you know, when I get it figured out, I'll, you know, hit you up or some, some shit like that. They're very brief, you know, when it comes to conversations. Well, sometimes they're very brief. I'm going to cut you off real quickly. They hung above their odds on several of occasions when, you know, we were hanging out. You know, I mean, they're, they're, they're a known nonsense person. And even the aunt told me, because I tried to cross boundaries a couple of times and I was like, you know, be careful about because they had me shit. It was blood on the wall because they had a roommate in regard to my, I'll let your friend, he had some roommates. And I guess he and one of the guy roommates got into it and was fighting and all this type of shit and got blood all over the motherfucking place and whatever. And another thing I didn't too much care about in regards to my alleged friend. Now, before we stop talking, because they, you know, invited me to come out to Mexico and chill. Allegedly, there's not a lot of black people in Mexico, which, you know, whatever, I was planning on going to Mexico anyway. But I would have went, had this friendship worked out and, you know, whatever else. But they invited me to come out to Mexico and stay in their room. And basically, that's where I would be. Because for one, there's not a lot of black people in Mexico for two. You know, I'm somewhat flamboyant gay and they don't want to be embarrassed. And that pissed me off. And it's just like, look, if I'm coming out to Mexico and if I'm spending my money on a vacation, so to speak, then I am going to enjoy myself. And I'm going to go, I mean, I'm going to be free, just like I am here in Phoenix, motherfucking Arizona. I'm a free motherfucking spirit. And that people don't like that. Then I don't need to be in their motherfucking country or stay town or whatever else the case may be. And, you know, the fact that you want to include me in your room and let that be the reason, then no, I'm not going to allow you to treat me like that. And, you know, that, yeah, so anyway, I believe his mother accusing him of being a faggot is or has a lot to do with why they are backing away from my or our friendship. Now on my Facebook page, she went on a fuck with Facebook. I have a couple of pictures on there. And, um, there of me, but I have makeup on. And some of them are filtered where I have my cleavage pushed together to emulate breasts. And I can imagine his mother and the aunt go on to my Facebook page. And I swear my neighbors upstairs don't know how to pick up a motherfucking chair and put it underneath the fucking table. Anyway, um, I believe stigma and comments and things like that that are coming from the family, especially the grandmother thinking that I am his girlfriend, you know, um, that probably got to him. And he steered away from the friendship due to that, because Facebook tells your business and tells a little bit too much of it. The fact that you are constantly on Facebook commenting on certain pictures and shit like that and whatever else the case may be. And the fact that you've been to Arizona, you know, I mean, you came to Arizona, you took pictures, you posted them on Facebook, and you didn't even bother to come by and see me, you know, or check or call to see how I was doing. I mean, you have a phone. I am too motherfucking empathic. You're not going to lie to me and tell me that you don't have a phone. You have a phone and you are active. And whatever else the case may be, you because you're too motherfucking active on Facebook and shit, and you're too busy posting pictures and all of this type of stuff. So, you know, I'm not falling for that. I just know that I've been blocked. And that's just that. And, um, you know, you block me because of the fact that you feel a particular way about your own motherfucking cell. You are still out there in Mexico living amongst a gay man in his proper, you know, on his property and whatever the case may be. And yeah, you're doing some work for this motherfucker in exchange for, you know, a room and board, but on the same token, you room and board them with that damn dig. I can tell you that. But it pisses me off, you know, when people come into my life and I have a playlist on my YouTube platform. It is called source. Why? I just want to know, I know there's some certain friendships, our season, the reason season's lifetimes. And I thought this was for a reason that was going to last throughout some seasons and become a lifetime in regard to our friendship. But I don't, I guess I'm just trying to figure out why the source, and I know they're learning lessons. Why put me through that? Because it's hurtful. You know, I mean, I went to I didn't have to do this, but I went to alcoholic anonymous. I didn't go inside, but I went as a form of support. Just like the motherfucker at the laundromat. I'm not a laundromat, but at the hotel that lost his mother's bracelet and one of the washing machines or either the dryer. And this was sentimental to him. And he said he cried about it and everything. And this is what made me get him a energy bracelet when I was at sprout farmers markets. This is the type of shit I'm talking about. You know, I would go on a limb for my friends because I'm a Scorpio. And this is what we do. We're very loyal creatures, but on the same token, I don't get that in return. And it really does fuck me up. You know, and I really thought that I had a friendship when it came down to this person. If that's the case, I could have just kept on working them and probably got my ass beating some everything else. But I stopped all of that to respect the friendship. And the fact that you are on Facebook and other social media platforms posting and being active and everything, you have source to a phone. And even if you did yellow faggot ass friend, I'm pretty sure has source to a phone that you can use. And you know, let me get a deal call real quick and just you don't see how this motherfucker is. But I already know what that, you know, you're still partying. You are still, you know, that alcoholic. And if that's the case, then I truly don't want any parts of it. Because when this motherfucker drinks, he can just be just yeah. And if it's meant for our friendship not to continue on, then I guess it's just meant for it not to continue on. And as I said, you know, it's, it is, you know, even I went on my YouTube platform because I was trying to help them with a YouTube platform because they're really good at spearfishing. And they love the water and stuff. This is another reason why they went back to Mexico because this is not the first time that they lived in Mexico. They post pictures of the fish that they catch and stuff like that. And they're really good at cooking, even though I was afraid to cook. I mean, eat at their place, you know, because it was so nasty. But they're good at all of that type of stuff. And I was telling my tribe, you know, like, Hey, follow, you know, such and such because they're getting ready to, you know, start a YouTube channel. And I was appraising them and, you know, just telling how good they are spearfishing and all that stuff. You know, this is my friend. So why wouldn't I do this for my friend? And look how I get treated now that you're pretty much gone from Phoenix. And now you're in Mexico. Do you think you're better than me now? Or, you know, what what is it? I don't know. Is it up to me to find out? Probably not. You know, sometimes a universe puts a period at the end of something to make it a sentence. And leave it as that. I done what I was supposed to do in a situation as a light worker. I brought light and joy to this person when they needed it the most. And even though I was going through my own dark period, I still brought this motherfucker light and to ignore me and treat me as if the cause of what you're are eternally going through is not motherfucking right. And this is what I want to tell them. And then I can be through with the friendship. But I honestly want to tell them this, you know, because you feel a particular way about your own self, because you have them internal struggles with your own being. You want to throw me to the side as a friend. You were so happy back here in Phoenix to be my friend. Oh, I'm so thankful that you're my friend blah, blah, blah, blah. But then when you get out to Mexico, you have all these other motherfucking friends that you're hitting up via Facebook and I'm the only one that you haven't hit up. Okay, some friend. But it's okay. Because this is my time. My time to shine. My time to blossom. My time to grow. My time to excel. My time to succeed. My time to win. My time to cross the finish line. It's simply these time. And though it took me nearly 50 years for it to be my time, I still have a good half of a decade to make some shit happen. And I'm going to. And it's people such as yourself, Mr. Army Man, that encourages me to do better, encourages me to cross that finish line, encourages me to become successful and just simply encourages me. And I'm going to do it. I haven't done methamphetamine since August 24th of 2024. You're still personally, you probably couldn't say that in regard to your alcoholism because you're probably still within it. And this is what the universe is probably wanting me to see. You don't need friends like that in your life. So I wanted to share that story with you guys. And I'm glad that I did because I feel so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so much better. I really do. I was going to share it with my YouTubers and I still might, but I have more up a listening ear here on my pod, being podcast. And I know that you guys will listen. And you're listening, honestly, gives me comfort. It helps me. Um, that just helps me. All right, you guys, I just wanted to share that story, get it off my chest. And I hope that Mr. Army Man has happened the best time of his life out there in Mexico. You know what I mean? Because even though I'm not spearfishing, and even though I'm not living in a hotel by the ocean, and even though I'm not doing half of the stuff that they're doing buying new trucks and shit like that before they left. And I drove the truck. They let me drive it. I mean, a really good friend. Yeah, I mean, a really good friend behind a really good friendship. But, um, yeah. Um, and who's to say maybe their friendship will blossom somewhere in the few some time in the near future. As of right now, it's just not meant to be like that. I reached out to you. Did you reach back out? I do believe I reached out again, and you didn't reach out. I may reach out to see what's happening, you know, but I can't always do that. I can't always be the person that extends the olive branch. Only for it to get snapped off on the ends. Other people have to extend that olive branch and letting me, you know, grab holes to it. It can't always be the other way around because I get tired of extending that branch. Shit, pretty soon there ain't gonna be no motherfucking branch to extend because I'm going to chop that motherfucker off. She had to put it, uh, baby anyway. All right, my people, I'm about to end this episode. I should have been cleaning up and doing all type of stuff, and I put no makeup and taking pictures for social media and all type of shit. But I just wanted to share that with you guys because, you know, we can be there for people, but for people to be there for us. In most cases, no. And this is why I am. This is why I am a genuine misandthrope. People, um, don't give a fuck about other people's feelings these days and the order that I get and the more that I stand into my power and the more that I practice, seem, and retention, which I have not popped off or anything like that in regard to masturbation or sexual intercourse with anyone. I have kept my essence to myself. I'm going to be one powerful being. All right, my people at the planet, and you guys be good. Stand that straight and narrow and test your friends. Make sure they are your friends because you definitely don't need no fake motherfuckers in your life. I can tell you that right now. All right, my beautiful people. I'm about to go. I am deep in them. Out. Lots of LLS, love, light and support you guys. I'm out. [BLANK_AUDIO]