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A Synthwave Reality Check! 🚀
Yo, cyber voyagers, let’s take a detour down the neon-lit highway of truth. Often, people have wondered why I stopped trying to be the world's stress sponge by removing my foot from the political battlefield: ((Sonya, why don’t you talk about politics anymore?)). Buckle up, ‘cause I’m about to lay it down in a way only a synthwave soul can.
Neon Dream Glitch!
Yo, last night’s dream was straight outta a cyberpunk thriller. As my synthwave vibes started making waves, some shady cats weren’t vibing with my posts. No biggie—it happens in this mad world. Then I met this gnarly chick and her crew online. We clashed, and boom—she flipped some of my longtime followers against me. Total bogus move. But guess what? No one had my back. And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse—these hackers hit my iPhone with some spyware that turned my cam into a surveillance nightmare.
Tried to delete it, but who wants to risk giving ‘em a front-row seat to my face? Later, I scored tix to a synthwave event promising rad, family-friendly vibes. First time? Snubbed. Second time? Got in—but guess who else was there? That same shady chick. She locked her phone cam on me and my man, recording our every move.
It was a full-on digital ambush! We bolted outta there faster than a DeLorean on turbo mode.
Woke up sweating neon, but yo… is it really just a dream? This is the real world, dudes. When you shine, some folks can’t handle the glow. But never let ‘em dim your light.
It's happened previously!
See, back in 2020, I dipped my toe into that chaotic digital warzone.
Just one tweet—200 characters—that dared to call out hatred being promoted against a certain group of people in the media, and suddenly, I found myself in the crosshairs of over 100 raging stalkers. Mind you, I was using an anonymous account with barely 300 followers, yet overnight, an army of keyboard warriors launched a full-scale witch hunt against me.
They called me every name in their book...
...even slapping me with a label that made my great-grandparents spin in their graves. A N@$$1? Me? Are you kidding? My ancestors fought against people like that!
As if I’d ever align with such lunacy! I'm pro-human, and not just one type of human: ALL humans. And the comments under the above post... I am beside myself. Calling people like me 'mystery meat' and 'mongrels'? As if a person's worth is defined by their pedigree? And these left-field loonies wanted to lump me with this hate group? Another politically racially motivated group that would hate a person because of their color or ancestry?? What an insult these people are (on both sides) !
But these cyber psychos didn’t care about truth. They weren’t interested in facts. They just wanted a scapegoat to feed their hate. They're no better than people like Racial Conciousness @Nature_and_Race and all of his loyal supporters on Gab. Same hatred, different banner. And they are all gonna be lost if they don't repent of their hatred. I said what I said.
🚨 The Cancellation Onslaught:
These left-field crazies didn’t stop at words.
They came for my music, my accounts, my name. Boom—Twitter? Banned. Linktree? Wiped. Bandcamp? Gone. They hunted me down, sabotaging my platforms, erasing my presence like some dystopian overlords deleting a computer virus. And for what? A thoughtcrime? A perspective they didn’t like? So much for diversity and inclusion, huh?
But here’s the kicker…🎸 Fast forward five years later:
Your girl is officially LEGIT. Verified on Google. My music is on Spotify, Apple Music, YouTube Music, Pandora, and every major platform worldwide. My audience? Bigger than ever. The same weak-sauce haters who tried to bury me? Watching me rise higher than a synthwave skyline.
So throw your labels at me—I see right through your hypocrisy. You claim to fight for justice, but you’re the ones demonizing an entire group of people, just as you accuse others of doing. You demand respect, but give none.
So, what could this dream possibly mean?
That dream seemed like a wild neon-soaked cyber-horror flick! 🌃💀 Dreams like that—especially ones with paranoia, betrayal, and surveillance—often reflect deep-seated anxieties about trust, privacy, and personal security. Since I've had real experiences with stalkers and cancel culture coming after me, my subconscious might be processing past trauma, warning me to stay alert, or even reminding me how far I've come despite the haters.
The snubbing is the symbol of their all-claiming slogan: ((We believe in diversity and inclusion)) while saying ((You're not welcome in our midst!)). Canceling others over measly 200 character tweets... take a hard look in the mirror, will ya?
You can't win with these people. It's their game, and they have rigged it in ther favor, and the only way for them not to win is not to play.
One thing I've learned: Block and ignore. There is no reason with these people.
The shady chick flipping my followers could symbolize people who manipulate others against me, especially online.
The spyware and surveillance? That’s classic anxiety about losing control, being watched, and having my personal life invaded.
The synthwave event ambush might be about my fears of being ostracized or targeted in public spaces where one should feel safe. It's the old threat they made against me: ((You won't be safe anywhere!)) while demanding safe-spaces for themselves.
But here’s the kicker—I escaped. That means, despite all the madness, my subconscious knows I’ve got the strength to outmaneuver these digital ghouls.
🚀⚡ Maybe the dream is telling me to keep my guard up, keep my mouth shut about certain things, and not let fear stop me from shining. What do you think? I think it's time to go under the radar. Has this ever happened to you?
💡 But here’s the real reason I bailed on the political war:
When I was under siege, who had my back? No one. Crickets. Absolute silence. The very people I thought would stand up for me ignored me. They paid attention to who they believed to be 'more important' and that obviously wasn't me. That’s when it hit me: the partiality was glaring! This left such a bad taste in my mouth that I no longer wanted to stick my neck out for anyone ever again (and that's on either side of the political spectrum)!
Because guess what?
Both sides are corrupt. The left? Full of hate-driven mobs who will destroy lives over a single tweet. The right? Gatekeepers who only support you if you fit neatly into their box.
Both sides have their extremists. Both sides have their liars. Both sides breed division, spewing hate under different banners. And me? I’m over it.
🔥 A Final Warning to Anyone Thinking About Entering the Political Arena:
It's a brutal world. You think you’re ready? You think you can handle the heat? Listen up:
There are people out there who live to ruin you. I’m talking about full-on obsessive freaks who will hunt you, dig up every piece of your digital footprint, fabricate lies, and try to strip away everything good from your life. And when that wave crashes down on you? You might be standing alone.
So unless you’re prepared to make enemies and prepared to stand without backup, don’t be foolish. Don’t waste your energy on communities that thrive on destruction.
Instead, I choose to channel my fire into something bigger, something brighter—a neon-lit world of music, faith, and inspiration. Politics is a glitch in the system I no longer entertain.
So if you’re looking for another political warrior, keep scrolling. But if you want to ride the synthwave highway with me—creating, inspiring, and keeping the dream alive—then hop in, buckle up, and let’s go. 🚀
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