Living InI dream 🥰😃

If I wake up, during the night, they tell me that I'm psycotic and put me on antipsycotic medication. Those pills, make me tierd and slow my thoughts down. They don't really understand, that I slepts all day. They think that if I opened my eyes and layed on the coutch, listening to music all day. That would be exhausting? They think that that is because I'm a sick person. They can not really understand I do exactly, as I want. No, as a matter of fact they give me medication, saying that I'm manic. Because I need to do what they want instead. And through I got hit by a car 20 years ago, they think that makes me sick, till this day. And through I have a phone, that change some words that I'm writing. They would view that, as a reason, to call me sick. See at first what I wrote changed to; and through I god hit by a car. So they would think that I am psycotic, calling myself God. A God, that they don't even believe in. So they think that me, who actually met God. ...

I promise and swear, to the creator. I just spoke to Seysoh Shokryme and it was nice, like always. When we speak. I was laying down, on my soft bed. With my eyes closed. I relaxed completely, so my consiousness, existed in outer space. And I was having a conversation, with some man. Then I saw a text message, from Shookryme. I saw it clearly, so I was like oh I can't bother turn around. To look what he said on Whatsapp. So I lay down, relaxing even more. Memba dis is my man mi a talk seh, so he would wait, untill I decide to answer him. Anyway, then my phone rings and ofcourse it was Jason. He sound just like Shokryme when he is talking, so every werd he is saying. Is sweet music, to my ears :).. Yea we had a long conversation. 18 minutes and six seconds, to be more exact. I told him what Criss told me etc etc. You know Shokryme is my bredda and husband, so nothing that happends to me. He must find out, because you can not have a man. You keep secrets from. And oh, he was...

Delilah is her English name. But in Hebrew it spells like I wrote, in the headline. Dəlīlā meaning delicate. The Romanized word was; Dalīlah.. See she was a traitor, or Christians view her as a Judas. But mi woulda name R a battyman n a fuckry man. You know what she did? She was having this relationship with Samson. He was the strongest man on this earth. He defeted everybody, so ofcourse the "great men" of the soziety, Saw him as a treath. Just like how, the government nowdays. Saw Vybz Kartel as a treath, when he told the other Jamaicans of the truth. So they gave him 20 years, behind bars. See these societies we are living in will do anything they can to remain in power. Why do you think that they are poisioning you, give you "medications" etc? Delilah however, she listened to the Philistines. She took their bribes. (If you want to read it directly from the source, read the Book of Judges. In the Hebrew bible). The He-brew bible is older, than the Christian...

Love you Adidjah ♥♥♥ You see, I really do.. He is the Jamaican that have spread the most truth and told most people about the reality. So, Big up Uself. I think that I should write about Jamaica. Because yall don't have brains to think with, obviously. And I'm not a computer, so of course I write some errors, with the paste I am writing. I do not try to be anyone I'm not. So why the fuck, should I try to correct myself? You humans are so crazy nowdays and when I say what I think. You lock me up. But I will never leave my belief, because I have seen it in reality. With my own eyes. Aka yey dem. I have met God, when I died 2004. 3rd of September. "he" his energy sent me back to earth. Then as I was laying on a hospital bed, just as I'm doing at this moment. God told me to go to the Reggae Festival, in Uppsala. I had a wheelchair and I just learned to stand up again, so I listened. At the Festival (URF), I saw Capleton and Sizzla . I mean they are old me...

I love you pretty ❤❤❤... Great tune n lyric. Bless. Dem no kno, Addi voice :D.. Love him thoe... I love him, u no hear mi a chat seh?! / a Ella mi Name u zeet..

A Ella sey dis still. Eleonor was laying here thinking about a tragick event. But she never saw it like that, because she loved the abuser really deeply. So to give this story any justise, I have to let her live again ok.Should lay here, listening to this and wait on her zeen.. Hihi, I get so happy of Reggae, so now I could tell you what I really felt like. I hope I can describe it, in order for you to understand it. Since it was a very nice even't, now remembering it. Most people just dismisses facts, without hearing the full story. So shut up and listen. (my life is the reason, for me expressing myself. As rude as I do). You know, I wish that you could have lived a month in my life. Because then you might understand something. It was one snowy and cold, winter month, in my little croft. The wind was blowing like crazy outside. We had just ate and I was standing, doing something. Then all of a sudden, my man, he got mad. (Like always on Benzoes, or something like that) I t...

I'm painting Jason now. I'm not done yet! Of course not! This song don't sound right. I'm so annoyed at this situation and the stupid doctor! She was passing in the hallway, so I asked her why she didn't talk to me today neither? So she said; oh but I was thinking that I shall talk to you tomorrow. Just because she don't have a life doesn't mean that I sleep away my days! Then I told her that my school is asking after me. But she got supprised and thought that I don't do anything. Kiss my fucking teeth. I speak to my idols, every day, but you think that four white walls is more appropriate for me to look at! Suk yuh muma! But wait you are my mother, so that means that you could eat dogg poo. Seriously, you and my entire family in Uppsala could through it at eachother, because your hands are full of shit anyway! Do not try to contact me ever again and get a life. I am not one of you and I don't know you. Bye bye.. If you don't stop reading MY b...

That means I was in Jamaica, once again. The year was 2008. I was, living on Highfield close. In Spain?But it was 15 years ago, so I might have forgotten the streetname. Yea, we where sitting next door. Pan di endz, chilling. Then the police arrived, and the problem with that is that the Jamaican police are crazy. They follow their own law, so I went inside. It was pitch black, because it was like 10 pm. In Jamaica, it gets dark by 7 pm, So it was very dark. we turned of the lights. So that we could see, in the darkness. I didn't want to wake up, because I was at home. My cousins, live in that, same house, now. With stone floors. But it is a bit uptown, so I never worried and the police went home. So I went back out, asking my friends, what had happened? So they told me that the police, had taken their weed. I mean, they had a little shop. But the buns,Tropical Riddim, Magnum etc is legal. So they only took, the weed. The only food my friends could afford to eat. That mean...