BITTERSWEET BLESSINGS:
At first, images of my cousin as a child would pop into my head, and I would weep uncontrollably. Then I would stop and realize that both angels and my cousin were in the room with me, which comforted me in ways I can’t describe! Next, Uriel told me to pick up the newspaper and surf through it.
I was looking too intently instead of allowing what I was looking for to call out to me when Uriel said, “Don’t force it. What you’re looking for will jump out at you!” Seconds later, I saw a syndicated article from GARY INDIANA in the Columbus Dispatch, so I wrote Gary-Indiana down on a notepad.
Around 8:30 am the morning of my cousin’s murder, Uriel said, “Now call your uncle Keith, and tell him everything you wrote down!“ I was like, how in the hell am I going to tell Keith, a respected gangster, what John-John said to me after he died?“
I put the picture of my cousin, my then-girlfriend gave me on the table and put the music on repeat. I was listening to Let’s Get It Together by 702. Every time the singer got to the part where she said, “I hope we can start brand new, ’cause I don’t want to lose you,” I would start the song over. I did this the entire time I was working on this spiritual investigation of my cousin’s murder. Let’s Get It Together was also soothing to John-John, as I kept seeing images of him driving around in his Chevy Impala playing that song days before his murder.
John-John had been shot six times the previous year during a botched robbery on Columbus’ west side, which was supposed to be his warning, his wake-up call. One of three things happens when street gangsters get shot: they get scared and go back to church, get wise and stay on their toes, or they get killed because they think they are invincible. John-John was a true Leo, so he fell into the latter category of gangsters shot multiple times and letting it go to their heads.
I saw John-John nearly a year before his death at the DMV. I was renewing my license on July 1 and bumped into John-John, who was bragging in the DMV that he had just been shot six times. I remember John-John pulled the gauze from one of his wounds in his calf to show me the bullet hole. I was in Atlanta when John-John was shot the first time, so I hadn’t heard about it. But Heaven blessed me with being able to see John-John that day a year before his homicide because his spirit would be regretfully in my living room a year later.
As I listened to the music and looked at the picture of my cousin, I just started writing things without thinking about them (automatic writing). John-John kept saying, “THAT B—- KNOW SOMETHING, THAT B—- KNOW SOMETHING,” but I didn’t know who he was referring to.
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SUPERNATURAL VALIDATION: Mike Lowery, Gary, and India
Around 8:30 a.m. the morning of my cousin’s murder, Uriel said, “Now call your uncle Keith and tell him everything you wrote down!” I was like, how in the hell am I going to tell Keith, a respected gangster, what John-John said to me after he died?”
So, I called my uncle Keith. I said, “Keith, I know you’re going to think I’m crazy, but Q came to me after he died.” Keith said, “No. Go ahead, Nephew. I’m listening!” First, I told my uncle about Bad Boys and Mike Lowery. Keith said, “go ahead. I’m still listening.” I continued, “Q also kept saying “THAT B—- KNOW, THAT B—- KNOW”!” Also, Q said something about Gary, Indiana!” Keith said, “Hold up! I’ll call you right back, Nephew!”
A few minutes later, Keith called back, and I was floored by what he had to say. “Nephew, Mike Lowery is the dude’s street name who killed Johnny, and Gary is his partner. INDIA is Johnny’s baby’s mother.” But I found out some other shocking information about my cousin, related to Gary and India.
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I Couldn’t stop watching BAD BOYS the week before his death. When John-John was killed, I understood the meaning of that OMEN!
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BIGGIES BAD ADVICE:
The week before John-John was killed, he made the mistake of being jealous showing off, and robbing his homeboy, Mike Lowery. Allegedly, John-John was following Biggie’s advice to “Go up in his pockets and rob him while his friend’s watching!” Another relative told me that John-John called his mother the week before his death and told her that he had been dreaming about someone killing him.
KARMA, KARMA, KHAMELEON:
Allegedly, a few years before his demise, John-John had accidentally backed his car over India’s child and killed the child. I didn’t confirm the allegation, but a reliable source shared that information hours after my cousin was murdered. Supposedly, Gary was that child’s father.
The night my cousin was murdered, a white trash female supposedly lured him out of a black biker’s club in Zanesville, Ohio. My then-girlfriend was a white female from Newark, Ohio, where John-John first started selling drugs. That girlfriend knew John-John too and just happened to have a picture of him, which further aided me in keeping a strong but momentarily painful connection to him! The Art of Life and Death will pick up where we’ve left off.
