"EXPRESSIONS OF BEING BORED WITH SCAMMERS"

"I woke up in the morning,

To the sounds of birds chirping,

The sun shining and

My Sweetie Bird pet singing.

It's a bright day to play

Among the internet highways

Of joy, pain, grief,

"Oh wow, another text, WTF?"

You are a faux scammer; you text me how you love me.

Your faux persona is another faceless

Human hiding behind the internet.

You tell me you are a famous artist.

Then you wine and dine me on the internet

Behind closed doors of joy,

You say, "Oh baby, I love you so much."

Then you say when we meet, fuck, kiss,

Laugh and play

Among the internet highways and byways,

We chat, we throw kisses in play.

You claim to be a famous artist.

You chat with many women.

You ask me how long I have been your fan.

We talk. You refuse to video chat.

You refuse to record your voice.

You wine and dine me and other

Women on the internet.

Even though you say you are someone rich and famous,

You beg me for money,

To pay $1500 for a fan card.

I explain to you I am low income,

Retired on social security.

Then you say, "Make an installment payment. Oh baby, then we get to meet."

I say no. You beg me again, texting me

feriously after I blocked you numerous times.

You are not a famous rich person.

You are faux and you are not who you say you are.

A millionaire is not going to beg a 74 -year- old lady to pay him $1500

To meet and greet.

So, how much money have you had women send you?

You prey upon vulnerable women and others swindling them of their dignity, money, and energy.

Stealing from the poor must stop. These scammers must be stopped.

How many others do they try to drain of their energy?

So, we walk along the internet highways and byways

Of joy, passion, pain, grief, happiness, music, video, news.

I am so bored with imposters and scammers.

My last nerve is screaming,

"Shut the fuck up!"

I have played and worked with the rich, the famous, but none of them asked me for money to pay to date them. Nothing has changed, but the scammers and imposters want money to live so they lie, cheat and steal.

Well, no way am I going to send a millionaire $1500 to meet him. This is seriously not going to happen. Seriously the scammer is not the rich person they say they are.

So, please go far away scammer. Leave me alone. Leave the others alone.

The scammers hurt the people they steal from.

The scammers hurt the artist they are pretending to be.

They are boring, ruthless scammers.

In today's world we play on social media. I am very serious about my writing and my art. Each day I play on the internet to read, write, watch movies, shop, to chat. I am so bored with scammers. They hurt so many people with their ruthless, desperate ways of begging for money over the internet.

There is a group of scammers that are based globally. They hide behind the internet. They are liars, criminals, and thieves. What can we do to prevent this global ring of money launderers?

I have blocked so many people on social media. I have reported them to Instagram, Facebook, Tik Tok, X. At first it was fun for me; an inspiration for stories, but I am becoming irritated and bored with their games.

However, I am not going to let these fools mess up my days of expression. I will continue to write and produce art.

I am a real live person, an empath, a humanatarian, who cares about equality for all.

Peace out with kisses, flowers and truth if there is still an ounce of truth left today.

We laughed today,

We cried today,

Along life's journey

We love, laugh and live.

The sun shines brightly

As we give and give

Of ourselves until there's no more to give,

But to live each day

In a way,

To wake up another day to say,

"Wow, I had it my way."

Yesterday I gave energy, now drained,

Not of money, my precious time of my brain,

To forgive,

To let go,

Breath in, breathe out.

Exhale, inhale.

The birds sing.

The sun shines brightly.

The moon reflects the sunlight from the day,

Along life's pathways and doorways of

The virtual 5d internet freeways.

It is what is

In the everyday biz

Of life,

Of dreams,

Of perspective of dreams of reality,

Mixed genres of faux words of

I love you,

To sooth the ruthless renegades along the way,

Happy I blocked all those vampires today."

WRITTEN BY

VICKI LAWANA TRUSSELLI

NOVEMBER 2, 2023