You can imagine

It was 2005 when I discovered this.

Now, I recently published a book that’s extremely important for the whole world, and it might not have been written if I’d gotten recognition for my art discovery. But part of me feels like I’ve had twenty years stolen from me. My phone is probably going into the pawn again this week. At that point, you can be sure I will be cursing the Jews again. And when I see these moronic spooks like Candace Owens running her mouth, of course I want to see her put in her place. After all the work I did, in poverty, mind you. Living with the poor. I’m glad for the experience, but I wouldn’t want to go through it again.

I should add that I feel like the Jews killed my family, because my relationship with them ended when they refused to take 9/11 seriously. My brothers, I’m so ashamed of them.