This website is something that I feel I splurged on. I spent a pretty penny on paying for the URL iceprince.net... The reason this website is so expensive to me is because, I used the money I earned from @TikTok to pay for the URL with PayPal. A lot of people try and use money for sorcery or for verifying claims to property. Yet their money isn't as reliable as a verifiable source of income that...my money is... and... their dollar is not equal to my undollar. Nor are their findolls... equal to my findolls. My findoll circus of majesty isn't a realm that clownfiesta-sexuals are allowed in. In fact... clownfiesta-sexuals are blacklisted on my server. The money I made on TikTok was from getting organic views and user engagement... but people kept pretending to be me on the app... so I deleted my @tainosun TikTok account. Whoever that is on TikTok pretending to be me... should be investigated. I wonder which characters in society do such things or hire people to do such things because this is something that can be traced back to the perps of such identity crimes... some could be senators. I remember seeing celebs going through the same thing. A notable one is Jak Nola. I think she's gorgeous and talented and very spiritual. But it sucks having to deal with things like identity theft. Anyway... If you look up who owns the URL iceprince.net well there you go... that's me... but please don't send me mail there... it likely gets intercepted by people at the post office or... people who aren't supposed to receive my mail end up stealing my mail and that's hella illegal. I do a lot of spiritism work and want to give a shout out to my Padrino Mr Edison. He knew a lot about running a printing press for newspapers. When I was a kid I remember he would let me have some blank newspaper. I loved to make books with them like my own guide to metal gear solid. But now that I am older I have found that being a reporter is more about doing it anyway possible. With film, music, video, writing, photography... going to archives... scrubbing through databases which are ancient that people can't pay to access. My database and my story are pure and intentional. I learned about being a good reporter from Richard Wright too. Charles Darwin... Nikola Tesla... remind me of Bell Atlanic where me and my Mother used to go pay bills with money orders we received. I want a Bell telephone... I wish Bell was still a phone company because I want a landline in my Bronx apartment that is funded by city PHEPS and thank Doctor Barlow for helping arrange my transition out of Homelessness. I thank New York State for funding EBT and the DMV for getting me my Driver's License quickly which helps verify my identity swiftly. This is not a Hack this is social engineering I will not let the servers of the world be hijacked by profiteers. As one of the 300 of the myspace generation who went to AMC at time square to get the code to put on myspace in order to unlock 300 extra picture slots I declare TOTAL WAR on any entity foreign or domestic who thinks they can control social media and get away with stealing my pictures by selling the rights to "their data bases" Right now we have a serious problem in the world where top executive at hedge funds who would hijack architecture such as an iphone or android phone... or hijack a social media servie such as tiktok... youtube... instagram... facebhook... to cause war between countries like the Ukraine and Russia... so that they can destroy buildings to build prefabicrated garbage... they don't deserve to live. I am a Tata of Cyber_Space. Brasso Fuerte Emebelle Battala Tata Majore De Todos Los Prendas en Todos Los Mundos.
Chicken Boy was a Rooster Pet of mine whilst living at 108 Central Avenue, Brooklyn NY 11221. They brought chicken boy to me all beat up. I believe he was one of those pet chicks that people would get when they sold chicks on Easter in New York City. I got him as a pet because his feather were all beat up. I think he either plucked his own feathers or a bigger bully rooster plucked his feathers. He recovered well being my pet and would attack my siblings whenever they bothered me but never attacked me... They took chicken boy away because of this... Someone I think sacrificed chicken boy to Lucero... and well... that person is not around anymore. But the Spirit of Chicken Boy will forever live on... He is like Quetzalquatl and Osun to me.
This also reminds me of the time that I was poisoned with Chlorox... my Grandma was blamed for accidentally putting chlorox in rice she cooked that day... but it was not her... it was someone in the house hold that put chlorox in the rice and made me vomit tremendously... I think they got the idea from the movie where that kid said, "i see dead people all the time" who ever that was probably also started that little fire at 108