What if someone else shoots yourself in the foot

Meg the Stallion was shot in the foot by Tory Lanez during a recent car journey in the Hollywood Hills. Both Meg and Tory where passengers in an SUV, when they got into an argument which resulted in Tory Lanez shooting Meg in the foot or feet. She had surgery to get the bullets removed from her foot or feet and has come out and named Tory Lanez as the shooter, after initially staying silent on the issue. I didn’t believe it at first, as I thought some truths would come out about the shooting not being real, or an exaggeration, but no, it seems as if the Canadian rapper, did shoot Meg the Stallion in the foot or feet and we’re waiting to hear his side of the story which will most likely be told through a legal team. Both artists are very successful, and all types of media outlets are running with this story as we see other artists distancing themselves from Tory Lanez. This story is pretty wild, with the high profile celebrities getting caught up in an extremely violent situation, the rumours of a relationship and the bizarre continuation of gun violence plaguing America for decades. It’s as if the USA’s age is showing as a Country, because the Country doesn’t seem to have the maturity to handle private citizen gun ownership, generally & Tory Lanez is testament to that. I’m glad Meg is ok, and nothing worse happened, & I’m not surprised about the backlash Lanez is receiving. I am sceptical about how far this will go, as we see rich celebrities time and time again get away with crimes. Unless it involves not paying your taxes. I’m also concerned about how some of my favourite podcasters have covered the news.

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PERCEPTIVE BLANKETS WARM THE WORLD

Blistering heat, well prepared, the group & me in the middle of the forest, next to the horses and surrounded by dogs. The old man, I thought I’d seen before. The experience felt déjà vu ish, but it was light this time. One liquid and four dustings. The cottage was three hundred years old attached to a larger property set in the middle of the woods in Bury. There were other houses, but the nearest was about a mile away. Where we stayed was separated from the adjoining house by trees and bushes, with its own nightlighted entrance gave us the  true feeling of seclusion. Peaceful, tranquil, music prepared and obviously a fast, except for a few strawberries. Never before have I experienced this feeling in the intense heat for so long, and I was set up underneath a tree lying down for the whole trip. It hit me after fifteen with not many visuals. I noticed that when you do it outside like this it’s no longer contained, the energy runs through the blades of grass, on the wings of the flies and the horns of the crickets. Annoying fucking flies. I tried to be one and still, present and allow the bugs to climb aboard, but they tickled my skin. It got hotter as the sun slid across the sky, and the trip became a little more intense.

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