B Limitless Productions

:: So well done on all fronts. I purposely went in knowing as little as possible about the story, and I think it paid off. I still would’ve enjoyed it otherwise, but I loved the genuine surprise I felt about the premise. 👌🏾

:: 🖕🏾😒🖕🏾

:: Has anyone in history been this DESPERATE for attention? He’s an almost 80 year-old TODDLER.

:: I’m so glad I listened to this before the movie’s release. The narrator was amazing! I’m looking forward to it so much more now.

:: 3-13-26

I had a strange dream that eventually became lucid. I dreamt that I woke up a few houses behind my grandmother’s, though I didn’t realize it yet. At first, I was witnessing the water department restoring/fixing service to an apartment community. A little girl who was apparently very curious about the process was given an opportunity to assist them. Then it felt like I woke up. I woke up, realized where I was, and thought I had sleep walked there. Strangely, I had money and my keys in my pockets, so I was prepared for the sleepwalk somehow. In the dream, I was still living in Pembroke Pines. Since I was so close to her house, I figured that I might as well go there. Everything felt fairly normal on the way there, until I got to her house. Actually, I think just before I got there, I realized one or two of her neighbor’s houses looked really different. Then I got to her house and it was completely different. That’s when I realized I was dreaming. Pretty sure I said the words “I’m lucid dreaming”. Then a male figure I was familiar with approached me. I knew who he was in the dream, but I don’t remember him now. He asked me questions that I reluctantly answered. I think he was a pastor or something. Then I remember being driven somewhere. I was in the backseat, and I think maybe the same guy was there with me, or maybe he was the one driving. I remember thinking how vivid everything appeared. Then all of a sudden, remembering again that I was lucid dreaming, I demanded that the car stopped. We were in the middle of the highway, but I didn’t care. It felt like my lucid dream was being wasted. Everything slowed down, then stopped like it was a Matrix movie. I said out loud what I wanted to do, then did it. I said that I’m going to fly out of here. So I stood up, ripped the roof of the vehicle back, then broke free to the sky. I remember slowly climbing then wanting to go faster, which I vocalized. I felt the excitement build and build, then I could feel myself waking up. The pure exhilaration ultimately woke me up.

:: 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥😳😳😳😮‍💨😏😎

:: I just learned that an old friend from my teenage years passed away almost three years ago.

We hadn’t seen each other since we were kids, and life eventually took us in different directions, but it wouldn’t feel right not to memorialize her in some way. The many conversations we shared back then meant a lot. When we briefly reconnected on MSN in the early 2000s, we simply picked up where we left off like no time had passed. I still remember us chatting and catching up for hours that day. Those memories will always stay with me.

Life has a way of carrying people in different directions, but some connections always remain part of your story.

Rest well, Nekesha. You’ll always be remembered as part of a meaningful chapter of my life.

:: “The past is our definition. We may strive with good reason to escape it, or to escape what is bad in it; but we will escape it only by adding something better to it.” –Wendell Berry

:: I’ll never forgive them for changing those recipes. 😒