Yo, what’s going on everybody? YouTube, how are you all living? This is Avery Alexander. Hadley Hall, praise to the most high. It’s just another one of my thoughts that came up. I’m thinking in my head, like, okay, what if the camera and everything that I’m saying is pre-recorded? The voice box in my larynx or whatever, this is right here, it has all the things pre-recorded of what I’m gonna do, what I’m gonna say, everything like that, right? Because I look at social media, I look at Facebook, I look at Instagram, I look at Snapchat, I look at TikTok, and I’m like, this all seems automated, scripted, and fake. Like it could have been made by AI or some type of generated technology. Right? To sway my mind, to have me thinking this, to have me thinking that, to have me looking at it from this perspective, let me look at it from that perspective, to have me in a loop. What if the face that I see on this camera, on them, in the mirrors, is not my actual face? What if I’ve been sold a lie? What if I’m somebody else? What if I lost track of my memory and who I really am or who I thought I perceived myself to be? What if I’m playing a game and I’m on restart mode or something, some crazy stuff like that? But anyways, my latest thing that I want to do right now is buy a PlayStation 2 and play Ultimate Spider-Man. I know that sounds crazy, but that’s just something I want to do. I’m in here listening to Drake and giving on Chicago. It’s actually 5:14 on August 20th, 2023, as I’m recording this. I’m about to play giving on lost me after this. And I’m just in deep heavy thought right now. I’m like, bruh, I keep seeing stuff on social media. There’s a girl talking about I got a girl pregnant and stuff like that. It’s just a bunch of wild stuff going on. And the whole theory of it all makes me think, God supposedly took a rib and made a whole human, right? Is it just me and God, and we’re having an entertaining conversation or entertaining back and forth online and through social media and through life and through cosmic experiences? What is it really going on? What’s really going on? Like, can I get to the center of the Tootsie Pop? And will I be scared if I get to that center? That’s probably, will I be like, dang, I shouldn’t have did that, you know? Like, this is crazy, the stuff that goes through my mind. And I feel like I’m being pimped, I feel used, I feel abused. I feel like I’m gonna get out of assimilation only to wake up and get into another one, right? It’s how I feel sometimes. And I feel like I’m being lied to and rigged about YouTube streaming and Twitch streaming and stuff like that. It’s like, it’s not that many people on this Earth, it can’t be. It’s not that much possible, you know? But then again, I work with a guy that does amazing things, that creates, destroys, and builds, and reinvents, and expresses themselves in a manner that is distinguishing, unique. So, yeah, who’s to say what is and what isn’t, except the Creator, right? Because this is the Creator’s playground. So, I’m gonna just leave y’all with those thoughts, um, in my imaginations and my conquest for greatness. On my quest for greatness, shall I say? On my search for greatness, on my search for myself, search for my soul. Right? It’s all inside of me, it’s all powered, enabled, greatness. So, the fact that rappers supposedly have thousands of people come out to the shows and videotape them with the flash on, when I see it on a screen, on them, on a website, on the app, it kind of plays with me, right? The fact that thousands of people come to watch an NBA game or NFL game, it’s kind of trippy, right? Our Major League Baseball game feels like I don’t repeat myself and said this before, I keep having Deja Vu, and I just want to get out of the loop and I just want to find out what’s what and what is it all, right? I want to know what God has for me. I want to know that I’m not crazy, that I think these thoughts. I’m not schizophrenic, bipolar, all these other things, autistic, even though there’s certain diagnosis and labels that fit in between the line of what I think. Sometimes it’s not me, I’m just a person. I’m just Avery. I’m just… I don’t know what I am, but this is me. This is me signing out. I’m greatness. I’m legendary. I’m out. God bless.
