Join me as I ride and rant through the ruin porn of the majestic city that built America. This is Detroit. When the tsunami of this pandemic hit. I was already into years of self-isolation living with dangerous comorbidities in my life. The pedelec life which has now become a token of my COVID existence has brought me more in line with myself as an artist. It’s taken 6 years to rebuild a new life from the ashes of a daunting dream. I was a comedian who lost his voice in a Shakespearean nightmare fueled by archetypes of darkness. That loss has now ignited a rebirth of a new person with a different voice. One that has become an amalgamation of narratives that shapes the iconography of this artist’s life. Now my profession and my passions are beginning to align into a new narrative viewed through multiple lenses. One that honors the city that gave back to me a passion for life. https://linktr.ee/kirknoland#THEBOX#K2.0 #storyteller#phychopathsrunthecountry#DETROIT#narcissisticabuse#gaslighting#Covid19#warriorwithin#bikelife#detroitbikelife#rants#comedian#provocateur#scapegoat#troublemaker#ridedetroit#ebikesdetroit#bikingdetroit#ridingandranting
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I was raised by a malignant pathological narcissist. My mother was raised on a BIG LIE. Her monstrous narcissistic mother pretended to be her aunt so she could live her life, while her sister pretended to be my mothers mother. This big lie was continued on by the sycophants and enablers for most of her life. Until finally the truth was discovered. My mothers malignant narcissistic behavior led to her own children preying on one another sexually, emotionally and repeating patterns of abuse throughout their lifetime. Then when my mother could no longer sustain the abuse she had inflicted on her own children. She checked out with a big F.U to the people she claimed to live so dearly.