Some of us already know Lesa Luvlace as a beautiful prolific shemale rapper from Detroit. But many of us didn't know that Lesa Luvlace is also a gifted Jazz musician who can write mesmerizing Jazz-laced Alternative Rock ballads that'll keep your thumb on the replay button for hours at a time. So we present a prime example of that side of Lesa Luvlace with the presentation of this alternative version of the video for the Void.
The video captures the audio tracks heard in the song as they're being recorded. The primary track is the guitar/vocal of the song, which is done in her old (now sold) van parked in the garage of her Grayling hideout. That was where this song began. Look for the blonde wig inserts.
Then, there's the inserts shot in "the Lab", which reputedly doubles as her bedroom, where you see the guitars and Bass recorded. Then, there's the back-up vocalist in the hat and lipstick in the Jeep in the garage where the van was when the primary video was shot.
This release, which you can buy or stream at all popular streaming sites, was actually a video sample, at first. A video sample is something Lesa Luvlace was doing for awhile, an art-form that incorporates the found art of others. In this case, it was her own guitar/vocal video that she sampled.
You can't help but to fall in love with her as she effortlessly delivers this masterpiece. You may even find yourself daydreaming of burying your face in-between those beautiful cheeks of hers.
How many people know of this story and refuse to help the victims?
It's all over the internet and there doesn't seem to be an appropriate
level of outrage over it. I hope that someone will take this post and
copy it and repost it until there's legal action against the perp(s).
I
live in the same neighborhood as Motuphi in Grayling, Michigan. He's
kinda legendary in our town in many of the wrong ways. I'm one of few
who reject the gossip and rely on facts, so I know that it's all lies
and fairytales that they say about him at their gossip fences. Motuphi
got trapped to our town due to the illegal Martial Law he's under since
he was like 18 or 19 years old. He's not allowed to drive due to his
religious beliefs about Marijuana and because he possesses a Medical
Marijuana card. He hasn't been able to find justice and he used to
regularly rant about it on his private blog, of which I'm a member.
In
2014-15, Motuphi was denied justice and a fair hearing and failed to
get liberated with the ever elusive driver's license he's fought for all
of his adult life. He was stuck in Grayling, a few blocks away from us
in a house that some idiots spread rumors about to children who
sometimes run past his house screaming as if they're in danger. I'm not
one of those kids. I never did that low vibrational stuff.
Motuphi
was kitty corner across from John and Virginia Cole who lived on the
south west corner of Lake (904) and Erie streets. The Coles were an
older couple who got them a cool catbox shelter set up in front of their
house that was hidden from sight by awesome huge bushes out by the
sidewalk.
In 2015, the Coles encountered some kittens and they
ended up over at Motuphi's garage. Motuphi was also feeding them and
their mother. There was also a clique of inbreds who loved to let the
homeless cats multiply so they could catch their kittens and torture
them for sport to entertain their feeble little minds that could be
entertained by violence. The Coles and Motuphi stood against this animal
cruelty and this is how the town responded (they were attacked from
every angle, including from the city).
Motuphi caught the babies,
some of which had already been tortured, and he adopted 3 of them out
and kept the mama and 2 of her more tormented baby kitties, which they
took to the vet to get fixed. The next year, there was more kitties and
the coles put a couple of plastic storage bins lined with blankets
outside for them to winter it out in. They ate at Motuphi's garage on
Erie street and didn't bother anyone. Yet some low-life white trash
decided to mess with those ministries and put a litter of baby skunks
under the Cole's bushes in 2017. The baby skunks interacted well with
the homeless kitties and coexisted with them, sharing the food supplied
by Motuphi. It did not close down their ministries, as the white trash
had hoped.
In the summer of 2017 is when it got really bad. That's
when my cat got murdered in the fray. Motuphi was feeding 6 to 8
homeless cats that bedded down at the Cole's at night. One of the cats
was a pregnant kitten and she spawned a litter. One of her babies died
and she decided to move the babies across to Motuphi's, where she hoped
to hide them under the side deck. The 1st baby kitten she brought over
started screaming as if she was being murdered. Motuphi was trapped at
home due to the illegal Martial Law that not even Trump will rescue him
from and he noticed his cats were scurrying in reaction to the noise, a
noise that he first mistook for a bird in distress.
Motuphi went
outside to find a tiny kitten grasping one of his garbage containers,
screaming. He snatched the kitty up and took it inside.
Motuphi
later noticed that there were 3 other tiny babies eating in the
driveway. He went out and snatched up the orange one and then caught
another one in a garbage container he rigged up to scoop the kitty up
when it went inside. The mama kitten then went to take the last
remaining kitty back across the street. Motuphi looked outside at just
the right moment to see it and ran out to snatch it up. Motuphi adopted 2
of those kitties out, too.
Now, there were still 6 or so cats
eating at Motuphi's garage door every night. My brother made my cat feel
uncomfortable and he ended up staying with the Cole's outdoor cats for
awhile, also eating at Motuphi's garage. I found my cat, thanks to
Motuphi, and brought him home. But there was danger lurking for the
other cats that nobody could anticipate. We had no clue that we couldn't
let our cat outside in our own neighborhood, where my parents pay
taxes, in America due to some retarded inbred on Social Security being
above the law and therefore allowed to murder (with poison) any of our
family members unfortunate enough to cross paths with him.
The Above The Law Domestic Terrorist In Grayling
Next
door to Motuphi, on the south east corner of Lake (1000) and Erie
street is a mentally deranged old white vulture, Ronnie (Everson), who's
an evil busybody who hates cats and skunks and animals (and his
neighbors). Motuphi didn't know, when he moved in next door to him back
in 2008, that Ronnie used to pepper the easeway grass between the
streeet and the sidewalk with poison moth balls, as if he owned the
property and had it fenced off or something. Motuphi's singing
Pomeranian, Foxy Ruse, was minding his own business, going for a walk
with Motuphi in July of 2009. Foxy Ruse sniffed the grass there next to
Ronnie's house and fell over from a heart attack. Motuphi carried him
home and took him to the vet, where he was misdiagnosed because nobody
knew that Ronnie was an animal hating domestic terrorist who'd poisoned
him with mothballs. Foxy Ruse writhed in pain and had seizures until he
finally died in December 2009, which broke Motuphi and his wife to
pieces.
Motuphi's wife incurred an injury in 2016 while walking to
work due to the inbreds who plow the streets not putting salt or dirt
down when they made a skating rink of the street, so Motuphi would
occasionally pick her up from work if the snow was deep. It was 2 blocks
away. Ronnie literally had his law enforcement buddies waiting outside
one day to arrest Motuphi for driving 2 blocks on a suspended license to
get his wife. So, Ronnie is a snitch who's above the law in Grayling
due to his law enforcement connections. Motuphi commented on how Ronnie
and his family would've been "dealt with" had he succeeded in getting
him arrested..."I would've had a solid alibi, being in jail, and I
would've took advantage of it, too, the dumb shit!" Too bad Ronnie
didn't succeed. Then he would've died before he murdered my cat.
Ronnie was never taught about "too close to home", obviously.
In
2017, Motuphi also made the mistake of interacting with a low
vibrational dude, Tim, who said something to some white trash buddies of
his who later vandalized the Cole's little tractor decoration in their
yard, as well as tried to mess with the homeless kitties. Meanwhile,
Ronnie was having his city employee connections attack the Coles over
their ministry: They made the Coles close the catbox and even had their
bushes "trimmed back" "from the sidewalk" in an attempt to dislocate the
animals who slept there.
John Cole stood outside and cried when
he saw what the city employees did to his bushes. Then, to add insult to
bush rape, the vile city employees dared to charge the Coles for the
bush rape when they actually should've been paying the Coles reparations
for the damages they did. The bushes looked ghetto after that, like a
stone cold retard was turned loose on them with power tools. It was so
sad to see. They should've been embarrassed to jump through hoops to
make Grayling uglier to facilitate Ronnie's attacks on missionaries and
their charges. But they were too simple minded to blush at being seen
attacking old white people and the animals they were feeding.
That's
not even the half of it. Ronnie knew that he had Motuphi trapped in his
house as long as he sat there in his window with binoculars waiting for
Motuphi to drive again, so he took to pouring BAGS of poison moth balls
all along the fence line and across the street onto the Coles' property
and into the easeway, all of which Motuphi managed to capture on film.
This caused Motuphi's house to get infected with the smell of moth
balls, which Motuphi is allergic to. It negatively effected Motuphi's
health and kept him sick after that.
THEN, get this, Ronnie
started taking trays of food that he'd laced with poison and put them
under the Coles' bushes to poison the cats being fed by Motuphi. This
caused a bunch of cats in this neighborhood to die, including my own. I
started rooting for Motuphi to win his battle to get Ronnie arrested for
his Federal crimes of wildlife endangerment and domestic terrorism. I
watched, as Motuphi found Ronnie to be above the law in Grayling.
Ronnie's evil friends and family started trolling Motuphi's videos on
the subject, defending his terrorism, and they even prank called his
phone and threatened him with violence.
Recently, some more
low vibrational white trash bought the Coles' house, which they were all
but driven from for daring to care about homeless cats, and the first
thing white trash does when they buy property is cut down (rape) all of
the decorative vegetation, trees and bushes that God and the previous
owners spent years growing. So, now, the place is unrecognizable. They
have no shame.
Retro Causality Karmic Reciprocity
Now,
the cat box is gone and so are the magnificent bushes that Ronnie and
his evil wife were so jealous of all of those years. But Motuphi enacted
self-replicating curses upon all entities complicit in that cat box not
being available to the cats and everyone who wanted those bushes cut
down and anyone who dares suggest "It looks good" and upon their
families and friends compounded per molecule of the raped vegetation and
any cats who come to use the now missing shelter box. Every time
someone sees that house, the curses will get revamped with a new batch
of the same curses going forth upon them. So this "victory” that they
think they got is actually their own fate-worse-than-death warrant as
they’re now stalked by time traveling angels of death and curses and
devils and the spirits of murdered animals who’re instructed to “change
history” by going back in time to kill the ancestors of the culprits
before they can spawn, which will eliminate them from ever getting born
even though their spirits will still be time looped as all animals they
negatively effected or failed to provide for.
Motuphi gave-up and
eventually took down the videos this year. But he didn't stop loosing
angels of death and curses into the cosmos to strike, smite and undo all
of those who didn’t have a proper sense of empathy for the animals or
any who pose(d) a threat to them. My cat never came home after leaving
in the fall of 2017, when Ronnie was filmed (by Motuphi) putting trays
of poisoned food down for the homeless kitties in the Coles' yard (which
is a felony). My kitty hung out with those homeless kitties, so I know
that Ronnie murdered him.
My cat never came home and there was
poisoned food placed where he was hanging out right at the time he came
up missing. Ronnie put that food there. His evil wife knew that he did
it and so do a bunch of “law enforcement” people who won’t enforce the
Federal laws protecting wildlife from monsters like Ronnie.
This
story is true and Ronnie can not give my cat back to me now that he
murdered him. I want Ronnie drawn and quartered and hung from a pole
outside of Grayling as an example of what NOT to be in this world, but
I'll settle for him being charged with his crimes, fined and
incarcerated, as he should be (and so should his wife for conspiring
with him). He hated animals, including my cat, who never did anything to
his old vulture ass (peep Motuphi’s video about Snitchin’ Ass Ronnie
and you’ll see that he looks like a cartoonish vulture disguised as a
man posing as an entity who matters walking down the street with his
cane).
Ronnie looks and walks (with his canes) like a cartoon
vulture. For those of you who don’t know, vultures don’t wait for you to
die. They pluck out your eyes and start eating your face while you’re
still alive. Ronnie looks like a cartoon vulture walking past Motuphi’s
house, as if he’s the warden doing his rounds and Motuphi is his
prisoner. He has the same characteristics (he’ll eat you alive, for
real). I hate those evil monsters who killed my cat and I can’t wait for
them to be time looped as my cat when they die. They knew what Ronnie
was doing, so they're all complicit and just as guilty of it,
themselves. It's like keeping a pedophile's secrets when you know he's a
threat to society, same difference.
Motuphi became depressed and
reclusive after suffering a heart attack and some other health
complications after that. He died due to health problems in November of
2019 at the age of 55 years old. He never got to get his ministry ranch
or his driver's license. There was not one soul in government devoid of
corruption enough to give Motuphi the justice that he was denied his
entire adult life over teenage driving under the influence of alcohol
offenses. When Motuphi died, you could feel the world go colder, like a
heat source had been removed from the cosmos.
Meanwhile, those
who'll kill kitties and wildlife are given driver's licenses so they can
be at liberty to run amok killing the innocent who have no voices of
their own. This is the America we must beat down and replace. Those with
no empathy for animals have no place in a civilized society and it's
time that they were called out for their atrocious behavior. Motuphi
tried and he died firing off at them. His is the example I value the
most. He lived it until it hurt and died in battle, never retreating
from the enemies of right.
