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Exit The Matrix: How Sophia Stewart Fooled The Black Internet
We were looking for The Oracle, unfortunately, she wasn’t The One
ver a decade ago, in the corner of Brooklyn known as Bushwick, I did the knowledge to Latin rhythms, cuisine and women. Beyond all that, I had one of my best writing gigs, laying down verses for what was the premier martial arts entertainment website in the United States.
I built with dragons and learned how to catch bullets with my teeth. I also realized that with enough hype, anyone could be a master or reach the rank of the specialized Japanese assassins, known as ninjas.
Frank Dux is a ninja who tricked Hollywood into creating a film about his life story that really wasn’t really his life story. Back in 1988, they called it Bloodsport. It was a hit. In the wake of the film’s success, he ran game on the media, got paper, and weaved himself into the history of American martial arts, proclaiming that he was one of the country’s first legitimate ninjas.
When we built, he constantly name-dropped. He was the first to do this, and he was the first to do that. It took some time, but after a few ciphers and articles, I realized he had a cubic zirconia flow. I learned my lesson, be mindful of fake ass ninjas.
