Jesus Christ… Kicking Ass and Taking Names

It’s 2:22pm at the time I started writing this… lol

That’s a funny coincidence.

Anyways, it’s been 14 years since the wolves in sheep’s clothing have been exposed.

I could’ve called them out a long time ago but I got repeated requests to not seek immediate retribution. I’m glad I didn’t, because patience (in this particular case) creates a higher probability that more innocent people would find healing and restoration as opposed to unnecessarily destroying themselves.

That’s like retaliating too soon instead of letting an opp continue to be the weakest link in your enemy’s organization, especially while it’s turning against itself. Lol

I don’t know what other people’s learning curve is these days, but after reaching adulthood, it took me about two decades to realize who (intentionally) talked down on me and/or plotted against me when I was sure of what my gifts were and what I wanted out of life, which really isn’t much if you think about it.

If you subscribe to religions that teach about words, power, manifestation through speech, etc., then speaking ill about people that aren’t even doing anything to you should be considered a serious offense, right? Lol

That therein lies the question, and a reminder that my name is in fact, my name… lol

I have a lady (divine feminine) friend that has a creative mind like mine, but sees me as the crazy that “out-crazies” HER crazy, although I’m not in competition with anyone.

She’s like, “how’d you go from Martice Taron Anderson to Airis Anderson Chimera to Solace Aixi Way”?

Her tone suggested that I’m just a crazy artist trying to dodge fame and responsibility while keeping the residuals. Lol that’s not the case. The ghostwriter’s ghostwriter? Lol not that serious.

I mapped it out for her and answered, here’s the TL;DR version:

Between 2012-2014 I got bombarded with so much information and clarity that I wasn’t in alignment with anyone at all. Mix that with a religious upbringing and a surfaced understanding of the “supernatural”, and you get an existential crisis. It inspired me, though. It didn’t break me.

I did a deep dive on the etymology of my name, and the people I was associating with during times I felt I was being attacked. I found out what was being said and by who by distancing myself and letting the smoke clear. It wasn’t a social experiment at first, but because I was already journaling, I was simultaneously “documenting” what was going on in my life.

It seemed like everyone that thought they knew “Tice” and freely spoke all that bullshit about me that wasn’t even true lost their power once Airis was established. Then I noticed that while at work or other events, I was treated significantly better than when I was at home. Like everyone that only saw “Airis” treated me waaaayyyyyy better than anyone that ever saw “Tice”.

Once I figured that out, I made the mistake of sharing that information with the woman I was with at the time… she lacked the mental and spiritual capacity to understand what I was doing at the time and thought everything would work out as long as the money’s there. On top of that, she dabbled in some witchcraft she can’t come back from. I got with another woman and she made the same mistake… throwing dirt on my name.

(Lol. Apparently there’s entire gardens blooming from the dirt people tried to throw on my name… should I be thankful for that backfiring on them? 😁)

I realized I won’t achieve much with people who’ll switch up on you because of “worry” (also known as lack of faith).

Then I figured it out, I tried to start from a “blank slate” with people that kept trying to hold a reputation over my head that doesn’t even belong to me. Every time I found success, it got taken away once the same groups of covetous people found out about it. Why?

The power they place in words/names.

“Tice” doesn’t deserve to have this and that. He’s too “this” and he’s too “that”…

Then it’s, “oh he changed his name, what a weirdo”, blah blah blah. Then they thought they could judge the status of my SOUL. I even found out people were pulling cards on me, throwing my name in astrology/numerology calculators without my consent, gossiping with misinformation, calling places where I worked to plant seeds of doubt, etc., all kinds of nonsense. Lol

I wondered, how can I pull off something where all of my adversaries get one-shotted into oblivion? What’s a name I can stand on for the rest of my life and just enjoy it while my enemies get repeatedly defeated? Better yet, WTF am I?

The answer was the sum of all of my experiences. If only I AM my best friend and my worst enemy (according to the accountability people say I’m supposed to take), and I’m supposed to believe in God (or not… according to “freedom of religion” lol) while at the same time fated to always fall short of the glory of God or even being seen as divine… then who am I? A cog in a wheel?

Relatively intelligent only in comparison to stupid people? Nah… life’s gotta be better than that.

Can’t be too happy… people get pissed off.

Can’t be too sad… people get pissed off….

So what? Middle ground?

And at one of the most silent moments in my life, I sighed.

“Sigh”, I thought…

And here’s what’s crazy, I kept thinking of how it sounded when I actually said it out loud. My accent makes it sound like “sah”…so I looked that up, and the rest is history… lol nah… the rest is MY story. Lol

“Tice” only resonates when family (bloodline/childhood church/school fam?) says it.

“Airis” only resonates in my mind. More on that later.

Sol just resonates. IYKYK

Now I’m a trifecta? Lol cool.

Don’t even get me started on “street names”… lol

Actually… more on that later.

The haters that are “dropping like flies” were the ones literally trying to curse “solace” the entire time for temporary gain and low-level validation from people that are now indifferent to them. Lol out there looking like decrepit dookieheads.. lol

I might write more on this later because I just got an idea for a song…

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