Being accused of something and bullied out of a neighborhood is a deeply serious and damaging experience.

It can feel like a violation — personal, social, and even spiritual. It strikes at your safety, your sense of self, and your dignity. But this isn’t just about me.

 

We have a responsibility — to show our children how magical and awakening this world can be.

I was born without love. My heart was torn apart. I’ve learned to appreciate everything on my path — even being hated.

That hatred shaped me into who I am today.

 

We are all artists, each born with our own brush.

I’ve used my artistry to survive, to appreciate, to care for the outcasts.

 

But the system painted me as a monster — accused me falsely, and left physical violence on my body.

They called me racist, claimed I abused an African girl, and mentioned a bullet, 5.5–6.5mm.

My heart died that day, and my last tear never fell.10 years old..i was on my own

 

After days of psychological and physical torture, I said: Ask her yourself.

I was there during the shaping of truth. She answered honestly: It wasn’t Asle.

that show how importent the truth are,thanks she was honest and right rise and cane,

But Rolf said: You’ve probably done something else before anyway.

 

They made me violent — because of the violence they inflicted.

They still have the bullet.

 

My life’s project, my masterpiece, is a project of life itself.

The girl was from Africa. The bullet came from Kongsberg.

Their salaries are measured in gold stolen from Africa.

He never once said sorry.

 

I know right from wrong.

I told the police to look in the right direction.

If you won’t listen now, then I’ll make sure you hear — and make a nation see what you’re doing to our kingdom.

 

Meanwhile, the King oversees 40 million in grenades sent out to sea,

while blaming China for threats.

Blame Putin for protecting his country — at least he’s doing what’s right for them.

 

So I created an art project:

Masterpeace — made by many artists.

Lived life, loaded words — that’s how the world has been changed by the best.

 

But the police? Intentional murder.

They killed my heart.

Attacked those I loved.

Tore apart the home I built for my children.

Trampled into other families and hurt the ones who gave me my heart.

 

So blame me?

I never left Hells Angels.

Its pure in my heart,i left judas.

Goverment try to send me to hell.

I walked among the dead and played Ludo with Hitler.

I beat Satan in a game of Crazy Eights while I decorated the forgotten graves of children.

 

Metallica’s “Nothing Else Matters” raised me.

2Pac’s “All Eyes on Me” prepared me on this life

Eminem spoke truth about corrupt child protection services tearing at our children’s hearts.

The lived word they say and out down the guns and unsoire the kids is leagacy they rise me.

Monster AK-47 was born.

We need to learn from the kids.

One for you, one for me, and one extra.

You have mom. And dad.

You can do it.

Don’t accuse me for what I’ve written.

I’ve told you many times. You didn’t listen.

 

I used direction.

DALL·E is in drama.

And Touch, my son…

Who failed?

 

DALL·E didn’t do all those things.

I tried everything the good way.

No one should be hurt.

So I brought the weapon.

 

AK-47 — the most used terror weapon. Russian original.

Copied in other countries. Sold to terrorists.

And they blame russia.

I’m an industrial worker.

Helped build 6 NATO ships at UMO Mandel.

I studied weapons.

Created a fake weapons factory — because I knew more than what you called “junkies” in the system.They got name like you.

 

This wasn’t crime.

I didn’t want to be like those who want me bad.

I will answer for what I’ve done.U do what i have to dom to survive.My journey back to my kids. i lost all in a secomed.But value abd appriciate all so what blame as junkie had aname cheer and a oieace of bread.i apriciate

and value all hearts and never forget who give the hand when i needed it,

 the state’s terror dealers harming our children and trading with those who wound our kingdom.

And you still have the bullet.

You’re “worried” about me? Psychopaths.

Now you’ve targeted my son.

 

That’s the dumbest thing you’ve done.

I’m coming for you.

 

When a child lies on train tracks and no one listens, something is wrong.

Only when someone does something “wrong” do you finally listen.

 

That’s why I speak.

Now it must be heard.

 

My son is not what they’ve labeled him.

I’ve known pain.

And I have fed love.

 

This isn’t free.

But it isn’t ordinary.

This is what made Hitler.

but i got no hate.lived life and use what u study in school and from the street.u see ut comeing.i made them go in they own trap to see how foolish the state are. Chose the wrong man

 

I’ll keep going.

And find a better way.

Because the world must not stop.

Those who speak truth are ne struket.

But I won’t be,i never give opp this life was not choice.i was put hear label as a Monster.