Heap those burning coals upon their sorry heads. Years of torment. Still no contact from DOJ. I reported my torture last year. Said in a dry email they were monitoring for trends. Are we trending yet? “They” are able to haunt my every move and go after ANY connection I find for support. Even now. My Country allows these assholes to hurt me on the regular. I have not had one official contact from anyone in power in US. Just bullied, terrorized and left for dead repeatedly. It hurts to try to live here. Ancestors dragging “them” hard . Uncle Franks favorite, long awaited peach will continue to work on healing our historical national trauma. Here at the lake where the birds are kind and the water brings my life back to its full sweetness. Lurkers will be treated to Uncle Sammy “the Bull” Gravano , spinning tales on his podcast, from his time in protective custody. Fresh podcast from 5 days ago. I walked out on the dock with the volume up and then blew bubbles at them. They all sat, heads down and took the boat to the other end of the lake. I read energy…. 5 men , standing , lurking my shores in a boat, let me just say… whether they are good or bad cops- my message was the same. Keep fucking with me assholes: There are pieces of your very souls missing ; pieces that are essential ingredients for our civil defense. I’m not taking it anymore . DOJ may have a new division , cia celebrates its 75th birthday and yes, guys are detailed to watch over me but I am still terrified to go get my Mail, my prescriptions or groceries. These “protectors”are trained assassins with DICK energies that offend me. I belong in someone’s arms! I still sleep with a knife under my pillow. I am, by cruel design, isolated and alone. Anyone or anywhere I reach out …. “They “ come to destroy and hope I /we will give up…. trust me when I say the cruelty is the point. Exquisite Torture. Ongoing . I am making marvelous progress on my own, in spite of it all but clearly need other humans. Face to face. This forced Deprivation is painful traumatizing shit. Anyhoo, Grateful for you . Remembering to count my blessings, keeping prayers up for our collective healing and thankful I no longer feel like Medusa with snakes for hair. Guess we see what the wind blows in . I love you all so.
Hey. I put ss up on my sub stack. Nonnies Pearls. Smells of ep teal
Heap those burning coals upon their sorry heads. Years of torment. Still no contact from DOJ. I reported my torture last year. Said in a dry email they were monitoring for trends. Are we trending yet? “They” are able to haunt my every move and go after ANY connection I find for support. Even now. My Country allows these assholes to hurt me on the regular. I have not had one official contact from anyone in power in US. Just bullied, terrorized and left for dead repeatedly. It hurts to try to live here. Ancestors dragging “them” hard . Uncle Franks favorite, long awaited peach will continue to work on healing our historical national trauma. Here at the lake where the birds are kind and the water brings my life back to its full sweetness. Lurkers will be treated to Uncle Sammy “the Bull” Gravano , spinning tales on his podcast, from his time in protective custody. Fresh podcast from 5 days ago. I walked out on the dock with the volume up and then blew bubbles at them. They all sat, heads down and took the boat to the other end of the lake. I read energy…. 5 men , standing , lurking my shores in a boat, let me just say… whether they are good or bad cops- my message was the same. Keep fucking with me assholes: There are pieces of your very souls missing ; pieces that are essential ingredients for our civil defense. I’m not taking it anymore . DOJ may have a new division , cia celebrates its 75th birthday and yes, guys are detailed to watch over me but I am still terrified to go get my Mail, my prescriptions or groceries. These “protectors”are trained assassins with DICK energies that offend me. I belong in someone’s arms! I still sleep with a knife under my pillow. I am, by cruel design, isolated and alone. Anyone or anywhere I reach out …. “They “ come to destroy and hope I /we will give up…. trust me when I say the cruelty is the point. Exquisite Torture. Ongoing . I am making marvelous progress on my own, in spite of it all but clearly need other humans. Face to face. This forced Deprivation is painful traumatizing shit. Anyhoo, Grateful for you . Remembering to count my blessings, keeping prayers up for our collective healing and thankful I no longer feel like Medusa with snakes for hair. Guess we see what the wind blows in . I love you all so.
Looking forward to the unfurling 💙
i imagine some of us will also be left amazed your still standing
after being mysterious for so long, it's cool to see what you're about