abecurrency no justice here 1

As the world turns, exchanges essentially phase juncture episodes; a continued indefinite time for existence; for eons exchange herein sunrises for sunsets; milliseconds originating seconds; seconds spread towards minutes; hours expanded for days; seasons become years; calendars clocking in period time;  to the mind giving life to Memories fuesing to Acknowledgments. evolving in to facts for the map... Exchanges attained, affirmed, essential for evaluation to the assessment for the map... Such Publishings revolve on Labels exchanging to legal definitions...   Legal definitions giving me visions for according acquisitions where decisions may take course upon the display of behavior and conduct of one self under such actions. cognisant Decisions proceed under a two-way end result determinations for importance or aftermath. Abstain from personal Decisions constructed under an emotional state of despairing, badfaith, resentment, malice. Refrain from personal Decisions built around distractions, fun, excitement, amusement, or comic. A proficient decision has no personal feelings attached. Proficiency balances under peace in mind, tranquility, focus,  behavior preserved in a goodfaith manner. Fulfilling vitality to the Unprecedented Decision, Achieving phenomenal Emotional Intelligence pursuant to retaining capacity of awareness, mastery in judiciously and empathy for the remedy chemically balanced tranquility killing the malice slavemasters struck at my palace my resort where slavemasters catch cases in my court. most valuable verga in the sport where slavemasters catch torts... i slaughter banks and corps i stay real to my craft, since the last market crashed, same nonfiction cases repeating from the past. the people harrassed evicted on to the streets no justice here since cases repeat defeat to civil rights. so i take flight to the bar not to pop bottles but to school corrupt judges and corporate guppies aiding slavemasters making mystery tampering the history published in bad faith...god why such a cold world slavemasters increasing poverty in the streets, the people homeless starving cold with no heat, we await for the oversleeping giant to rise up to speak. slavemasters reaching corporate lawyers to conspire with the leaches sitting on that court bench. badfaith no justice is the wrench my public servant abuses for us people remain in the trench. my public servants in black dress robes willfully committing treason with no reason. these demons blinding justice in their legions. acting as heathens for a law with no color. blue ink tears run off my pen more lethal than any bullet or ammunition. goodfaith justice is my ambition to maintain standing on my grounds all tons no pounds all profound when discovery i propound against the corporate lawyers magicians under submissions in suits buried slavemasters alive in paper with the roots producing the fruits colorful suits i walk pennyloafers no boots. solid roots give life to earth my tool shed continue the bury adversary non fiction my playbooks only from my law library books directed to the bankcrooks. i walk with my 2 cents pennyloafers all day courtesy written blue ink led from my pen spraying the slaying delaying alphabetically numerically alphanumerically slavemaster monopoly. as i pass and go take your bitch with the hoes connect sums like my dominoes. my purpose for the map to publish my casebook recover real estate properties slavemasters took. my eyes in a better look updated vision my scope bringing back magicians opposed exposed foreclosed disposed enclosed delivered mail no wire no fraud moving with friction fueled with ambition sue and suit.. love letters petitions to slavemaster magicians accepting admissions, evidenced via exhibitions in their den my tradition caselaw for slavemasters is the cover as they continue to slip all butter. word to my mother my pen been spitting since the poetry blue prints for my mother. more blue prints publishing this summer. my opponents squeaking leaking reeking seeking badfaith. loyal to my soil justice is royal. she is my substance my love to my lustrous lady justice abundance peace in mind harmony every time when justness balances her scale. with no corporate veil we storm winter with hale we the people will prevail after the public servants will need bail. to release the corporate whales. slavemasters malfeasance posted mail box display all seasons. the thirst for justice built abecurrency branded selfmade i drink foes as pink water limon aid. outlaw Numismatics stay paid bookworm selfmade astute in my suit my firm bleeding goodfaith solid heart to family, fuck slavemasters extorting us to agony. i expose your fallacy to all you lops including cops for false statements perjured tampered blank paper no evidence, no elements, case dismissed no precedence. your fucken arrogance has no intelligence to commence false claims in vain no gain. i turn cold in the winter my pen freezing in vocations citations accomadations at your locations justice is pleasing seizing and freezing slavemasters buildings assets in this cold night posted at my site blue ink pen spitting colder every winter night. again stay true to what you do i will do what i do tax slave masters slaughter banks and corps whom pollute defraud our courts obstruction of justice is the sport played by them tampering justness fairness equAlity in respect fir due process. good game on play no delay abecurrency task force civil rights decreasing poverty stats land recovery taxed people enjoying the map taxing slavemasters for the map ...in goodfaith we trust outlaw Numismatics the Firm... @abecurrency