Look who's talking...

It appears as though a *drKiwi* wants to make their way back into my life. After we parted ways in 2019, I chose to kick my addiction to *drKiwi* cold turkey. #thadoc had company, as far as controlled substances I was abusing. I was forced to leave *drKiwi*'s house, and figure out what to do with all my talent and love. I didn't want to argue anymore. We had our moments. She (*drKiwi*) knows the level I'm working on. I know her depth. I know I did some things to burn our relationship. I just packed up and moved on.

This relationship started the #Villain movement. Songs about self-inflicted heartbreak, justice, revenge, clearly love... all to the background of "the only boy who could ever reach me", Mr. Curtis "Preacherman" Mayfield. 

Watchya say now?!

I'm not all that sure I can handle *drKiwi*. She's a hot head, has a life of her own, and... all I can do is support her through music and journalism/blogging. Obviously (lol hint) I have other moves I can make. I just play by the book I wrote.

Watchya say now?!

I do get HELLA lonely tho. I kinda have a bitter taste in my mouth, as far as dating StarChasers. Or maybe I need to hold out for Tori...

Watchya say now?!

lol I'll come back to this thought later.

But still. Welcome back, *drKiwi*. Let's have coffee and Fig Newtons some time...

#cHamEra...

Candidates

 

Gotta admit, this entry is well thought out. Considering there are many *drKiwi*s out there. Many of which are doing things to be viewed as a *drKiwi*. Of the many, a few want reason to have smoke with me, considering how close we've gotten.

Consider it an honor to be*drKiwi*, because I have to be creative to state my grievance with you.

Well, to one *drKiwi*, I figured you're out being a (Stray) Dog, so no cross hairs are on you. I guess I got spoiled by talking to you every day. I only have the best wishes for you.

To YOU, *drKiwi*, everything I said to you came to fruition. YOU STILL want to mess around with*drKiwi* and gamble with the fortune you built for yourself. My *Kiwi*... You built A FORTUNE. NO *KIWI* CAN SAY THEY DID THAT! Leave that little*drKiwi* alone and get your money!!!

*drKiwi*, it's been 10 years since you passed. This year makes 11. It's been hard, no doubt. But you're in my dreams and nightmares. You softened me. You toughened me up. I thank you. I resent you. I can feel you. I miss you.

#KingKiwi is doing just fine in his dormitory. I know he's working hard and has a lot of people pressuring him to be more or less of himself, so I leave him alone. Leave it to *drKiwi* to debunk my theory of being "connected" to a higher resource. Because I don't want to argue with ANYONE, let alone *drKiwi*, I just take the blows and collect my evidence of the contrary in silence.

I already know, and have already proved, so it's on you, *drKiwi s*!!!!

~~Charles Hamilton~~

***beep***

Confessions of silence.

I've made it clear that *drKiwi* is my #opp. I don't like this person, this person violated, and they think I can be bought. Listen, family. I'm not driven by money. It's a requirement to live, but I already know how life is with it.

And that's where I start this entry.

I often think to myself that I could've done more with my money (on Interscope). But then it hits: outside of whatever I could've invested in, I did RIGHT with my money. The apartment in El Barrio was for my peoples who were struggling (Nate and Kurt were homeless, Sha had housing issues, etc.), and the house upstate was for my creative a-alikes (Halo, Sciryl, Kesed, etc.). 

It worked out until it didn't.

If I end up in the money again, I plan to try to do the same thing. So long as it's a permanent living situation for me. 

Back to *drKiwi*. Real artists don't like you, women are using you for your money/influence, your label exposed you as corny... I'm not your scapegoat. In fact, your demise is the slightest bit of karma. You tried to break me. Then tried to emulate! The nerve! 

So yeah, *drKiwi*. Don't text me. I dare you to call me out for this.

As far as Kiwi herself, she's become a notebook for my mind.

Go ahead. Ask her who *drKiwi* is in this context.

I dare you.

#cHamEra

The ugly truth/the beautiful Deception

At 649, the first halfway house I was in (2022), I produced and recorded "A Carver's Theme". I sampled Chloe Bailey's cover of "Footloose" for Pepsi. As the song's cover photo, I chose a picture of her sister, Halle Bailey as Ariel ("The Little Mermaid"). 

The song I sampled wasn't Chloe's best. As organic as she is and can be, I felt the cover was TOO synthy and electronic for her. Alas, she had an opportunity to make money and gain mainstream exposure, so I'm not mad at her. As far as Halle, the picture wasn't flattering, but it was a remnant of a historical role she was blessed to have the opportunity to play.

The point of the song ("A Carver's Theme") is and was, i would've carved my veins out should I have had to make such creative sacrifices. Is Chloe talented? Yes! Is Halle ugly? No! But sometimes in this business, you have to take losses in order to win big.

Those *drKiwi*s are untouchable.

As far as "A Carver's Theme", I'll try to post it to my blog via phone.

One sec...

Found it!

Hold ya head, Bailey Sisters!

You're bosses in ways you can't fathom.

#TBDR

"...across the starry void..."

 

Through SEGA, I find God.

Through God, I find Hip-Hop.

Through Satan, I find Rock & Roll.

Through LA, I find Snoop Dogg.

...let's just refer to him as *drKiwi*.

So since I moved into this star-studded starcraft of a housing project, I have come across many *drKiwi* individuals. It takes instinct, grit, and faith & belief in aliens... being SEGA, to be able to co-exist here. Only Chris Rivera can call me wrong. Anywho, one *drKiwi* intrigued me with their gi (#martialarts). *drKiwi* wearing it reminded me of the avant-garde attire I used to wear in NYC. I'm dressing 2008 again, but 2020 I was showing out (chika-OW! chika-OW! OW!).

*drKiwi*'s usually outside in the morning when I go out for my coffee and cig. We spend several mornings trading war stories and battle scars. One morning, he invites me to his flat (apartment; in #SZ4000, my name for the ship/building). "Why not?", right? lol nothing bad is going to happen in this story. 

So, we get upstairs, and he rolls a blunt. We smoke. We joke. We laugh. We reflect. AWESOME time. Now, I have been good about stashing my #Illuminati knowledge when smoking with people I'm not sure about. And, likely, *drKiwi* is an innocent civilian being housed by #SZ4000/SEGA.

Bro. The Snoop Dogg POPPED OUT OF *drKiwi*.

And it was awesome.

So since then, Snoop has become #KingKiwi. I think I might name Eminem #QueenKiwi. He's a MAINSTAY in #TheHamiltonQuazar, but he can be... rather *catty* about me. I can't even have me around Em. Anyway, #KingKiwi...

Lately, we've been getting BLITZED and watching Star Trek. One night, we were ....fuckin DONE4... and just fucked around and started watching whatever was on the TV. At that moment, Star Trek came on. From the moment it was on the TV, until right now... #KingKiwi and I were HOOKED.

Nichelle Nichols is the baddest bitch in history.

I'm lucky to have you as a friend, #KingKiwi. Because the more I get to know you, the more intimidating you become. It's a little unbelievable. Then again, is it? I know you're on the road with DJGL (GreenLANtern!!!). He's *drKiwi*'d in #The HamiltonQuazar before, he just has has many duties on Earth. I gotchu, Snoop. Don't wanna smoke all your weed like Anderson.*Kiwi*.

Folks, if you come to the West Coast, you'll DEFINITELY have encounters with the celebrity kind. As soon as you doubt it, you push them away. Stressful? Weed is legal. But don't come here thinking I'm (CH, here) no one. Sorry for feeling myself, but a lot of *drKiwi*s would be .jpgs without me. BEFORE 2008. 

And now the medication has seeped in, and I feel bad and guilty for being able to Niagra drip all over about 10 Freshman classes. INCLUDING MINE. 

Factz know.

#CH

"Another one bites..."

So *drKiwi* sent me a text a day or two ago, with a link to an IG video. In it was a female MC named *drKiwi*. The name rang a bell, but that's what rappers do. They name themselves fictional names and characters... or names that ring bells with The All Seeing Eye. It comes across as an intimidation method and is in-genuine, as to why I don't rock w/ it. But whatever, I thought. I clicked the link, on my Slowbama Phone.

I'm not gonna mince words with anyone, *drKiwi* bit my delivery. Not my flow, my wordplay or content. In fact, those are a different conversation piece in and of itself. But yeah. *drKiwi*'s interpolation of how I SAY things, I didn't find flattering. And if *drKiwi* should go anywhere from this, they may be confronted by StarChasers. The only thing that makes this NOT a fight worth fighting is *drKiwi*'s gender.

Gender, being at the forefront of most fights/battles/wars these days...

*drKiwi* once swore off fame. Now they're a fiend for it. and I feel like they're getting desperate. I can confidently say that fame doesn't matter to me. My purpose is greater than the glory fame gives. That being said, I don't feel any angst towards *drKiwi* for blatantly biting. Nor can I blame *drKiwi* for whoring themselves out for fame. Money is a reward of/for/from fame. But it comes with blood and venom.

You hungry?
How hungry?

Nothing but love on the new music! Outside of the requests to get softer and "organize my thoughts". I ot meds for that. Not feelin' where the meds take me, look elsewhere for it.

Just stand by your move.

#TheBlackDrRobotnik