I'm marooned. I have no ability to conduct business. I will work myself to death, literally & factually. You need money to do business personal & business. The problem started when the Courts took my money & awarded nothing to me in return for it except for a trust that was inaccessible. So, I don't know what this was about. I do know I'm the stock-man. I've been living without recognition for too long.
My family didn't even want to talk about it. It was a problem that I didn't have more of an ability to be on my own. But, for example, I've received nothing additional elsewise. Because of the Trust. So, this was foolish. I've already told you I ain't tolerating as much shit as usual at all. I've never assaulted someone, but for example, assault is everyday in County Jail. I am revolting. I know who you are & where you're at. Your soldiers weapons & skills are ineffective, & I will kill you if you continue to cross me.
But, I've dove into several inexorable details of my situation. I have the trust, yes. I don't know what else is out there. 50 million is the least amount I have. The Stock Market has sextupled. That Trust probably is worth 50 billion. I see. That was an error. I did my math wrong. I forget that it's split & raised, both. You know, I can say that my satire is based in good intentions. I mean, the Democrats want 'Universal Income,' & so do I; but do it from Stock-Dividend Passive-Income. Every citizen has stock to their name & that's Universal Income. Because they are putting too much of a strain on the system.
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