Excerpts From Letters You Have Written To Individuals Trained In Law Industry

[Jackstar]

Where's your pride, Jack?

I set them up by request received through telepathy. It's not like I didn't know. I set the train tracks in motion quite some time ago.

You don't know what I am upset/were upset about. You just think you do, because you've been trained to believe "Jackstar equals meth" and "Jackstar = angry" and "Jackstar = make fun of." All well and good units of thought to program oneself with... if you'd like to be wrong.

Additionally, I really like being able to control my self's attitude, so watching people attempt to get a rise out of me and then putting on a show of struggling to maintain my temper is a good day at the beach for me. I'm not sure if this is clear to everyone... because statements were made to police about my behavior, and they were obviously quite... ah, bullshit, let's say, it was reasonable for local constabulary to get a reasonable look at what I am actually like. Since I just moved here. Also, local color reports indicated early on that I was not behaving upon leaving custody as one might have expected.

For example: no one was there to greet me after leaving the jail that I was sent to after someone perjured herself after making a whole bunch of stupidly tarted up surreptitiously made recordings. You probably heard them? I saw her doing it, and when she went in there to "hide" I gleefully obliged by making extra noise. slapping the walls, that kind of thing. And, do you know why?

You don't. You think you know jack or shit and you do not. Fuck off. Your friend had a panic attack and is not entirely responsible, but the bottom line is that I had no reason to have lasagna thrown at me as soon as I walked in the door. The truth is that I didn't know that someone was needed to take the fall for some IRS Audit incoming, and that they wanted the house... without me in it. Hey, guess what? Her little thuggie piggie gang doesn't get to do things this way. There could have been negotiations, or even better, there could have been no involvement from a bunch of dickbag douchehead dopeslaving shitbags who got their fingers into my life through absolutely no valid means. Care to disagree? Well, do it off my lawn. This situation has been handled badly on repeat, and at this point, I can see why arsonists are born: some houses just need to burn.

This one is early yet. And it's something to do with my cousin. Who is, quite clearly, and idiot dick. It's cool he showed up with some forensics dudes though. There's been a lot of attention around here lately... and I expect they're almost done with me. I'm not up to anything particularly odd. Downright old home country living, if you ask me. I'll be happy to tell you all about it just as soon as  it's any damn amount of your fucking business. Yeah, my cousin. What's he doing there? Well, he is pretty cool--he's probably checking me over to see if I need to be sanded down and painted.

Or, he could be apologizing. Too early to say. he might just be interested in taking a peek at what a genuine Sourceror looks like... I mean, he's gotta have heard the stories by now. Especially if he's on a forensic investigation team that had to spend six months to get around to infiltrating a YTchannel stream chat. He couldn't call on the phone? I would have been happy to have told anyone who asks. No one asks. Or, people are just afraid of I might yell at them on the phone? I hear it is pretty scary. I have tried to make sure that when I find someone recording my voice, I act as loud and as fierce as I possibly can... because that makes it more plausible a story when I stroll up and just control my attitude.

I spent five fucking years pretending to Grapefruit that I had difficulty controlling my temper (I don't) my anger response (I don't) and my general belligerent attitude (ladies & gentlemen... I played this woman like a goddam fiddle. No fucking joke. As soon as she argued with me about my French absinthe and The Sinclair Method... I knew that I was gonna wanna keep an eye on that baseline. I had a hunch I might need an edge later... and it was over four years before I even learned of the existence of... The Advantage.

I'll explain that one later. I don't even know why... oh yeah! my dipshit asshole cousin! I'm gonna start calling him Fat Mike, because the shithead thug who had decided he was gonna send me to prison, he was introduced to me as a John, and he kinda looked like me and also went by the name Mike, and I am going to assume that I am not going to see him again, because he said he was dying of metastatic cancer, and I hope he fucking really enjoys it. He has brought about some developments that have been unfavorable for children.

Now if you will excuse me, I'm going to go piss on Christmas. By the way, most of you are complete assholes, and are -completely unaware- that all your hidden machinations and secret schemes... are trivially easy for me to see coming. Clairvoyance. Clairaudience. Also, I'm not an idiot and I read books, and I don't want to be doing what I am doing at all... but, I do want to put on a big show of maintaining discipline and demonstrating integrity.

Any more stupid fucking questions, pound them up your ass and kiss them goodbye. I am in no mood people. Although, and this is a nice point to end with.. I really like the new pate with his old soul restored. I wonder if pate has a new soul anywhere? I'm gonna give it to The Grinch if so.

Consolation prize. Whatever. I'm done here for now. I suppose you are too, now that you don't see Jackstar raging uncontrollably. Once again: I played Grapefruit like a fiddle and I really don't ever expect to argue with her ever again. And, I never was fighting with her. She attacked me. I was victimized.

Pretending that is not the actual narrative, at this point, brings to mind questions of judge integrity. On the other hand... I did deliberately not spend any money in order to hurry things along... because I knew this would probably be her best chance to get laid ever in her life, and I also knew I didn't want to see her anytime soon anyway. 3 more months? fine with me. I'm glad she's out of my sight. I'm also glad I have my house back. And I am glad that there are no living cats here, and the ALFs have left, because I prefer to be alone when I burst into tears now... it's just easier.

For everyone else. If you arrogant fucks knew what you'd done, I'd feel bad for telling you. Now, turn off the cameras in the bathroom and the... you know what? I'll just fucking squinch my eyebrows and set off an EMP. I don't know if I can do that, but it'll be worth it to try. Are you satisfied? Because any time anyone who saw me last summer, sees me "angry" again, they know they don't have one chance in fuck of convincing  anyone that I am the problem. I am obviously NOT what I was reported to be. Thus, working on legal papers for some wop spic kike (HALF) JESUS CHRIST who thinks that he's got a chance in hell of pulling that off... well I think he's forced into it. I don't know. I've never lied my ass off to a court officer and am now facing court-martial before. Oh, let me guess, you're wondering how I knew that. Well, right before I start sucking his dick, I'm going to ask him to keep me entertained while I cure Grapefruit of nausea forever. Yeah, fuck it, I'll put it up on OnlyFans? How about OnlyRape? Let's incorporate.

And I got dibs on Laverne. Just sayin'. I like those poodle skirts with the L. on them. It reminds me of L... well, I guess. a fucking dick now. Wow, turning gay is easy! You know what else would have been easy, is letting me have my nebulizer. What were they, all under house arrest?  Oh, yeah? WELL FUCKING GOOD, THEY DESERVED IT.

Where's your pride, Jack?

They took off. Once they got to a certain size, they were able to, like... go wherever an ALF pride goes. They come back sometimes. They know this is a home of theirs. I don't think they were exactly -born- here... it was weird. They may also have been harvested for scientific specimens, which I would not have been asked about, because they probably would have harvested the harvester right back.

[Jackstar]

We know you've been under a lot of pressure, lately.

No, you don't, sigh. I sat on my ass for six months and did absolutely nothing. Giving the benefit of the doubt, I figured I would know what to do when June came around. And I did: I spent June 1st through June 7st solving the goddam Case of The Mysterious Cheerleader Who Gets Away With Everything Without Having To Fuck Anybody. Don't ask. (Rape.)

Incidentally your snide and bitchie little what-you-think-are-digs are really embarrassing considering I don't think you did that to her. How about the first three years, you lying fucking prick? Eat shit and die. Oh, wait, don't eat.. I bet you fuckin' vape that all the goddam time too. Additionally, you're just jelly. Knock it off. With great power, comes great awareness that it's just not as big a deal as you're making it out to be. Besides, they'll probably totally raid the house any minute now, right? They got to set an example.

[Jackstar]

He, of course, has not called. Now, that's a real leader.

Oh, right, he's in custody. (Surreal. He's in Astral. He's sitting right there. Settle down, Beavis.) Okay, start finding new leaders and I'll start emasculating them 1x1x1 next! until I get to the one I want. This way the balance of power shall be maintaintained.

[Jackstar]

they wanted the house... without me in it. Hey, guess what? Her little thuggie piggie gang doesn't get to do things this way.

I will agree that if I actually had some kind of nefarious criminal scheme at play, that would be something on the table. However, it's not. It was also entrapment. It was also the same guy who... aawww shucks. I don't wanna disrespect our brave front line soldiers who defend us from organized criminal activity BY HIDING BEHIND GRAPEFRUIT AND INJECTING NEEDLES. Like seriously. What a terrible human being. I didn't even know he existed until the day before Christmas. I can't wait to find out that one. "Oh, yeah... I forgot about him, but I remembered to constantly scream at you about needles you weren't using." Honestly, in hindsight it does all make perfect sense.

Is there a pill that makes metastatic cancer hurt -more-? Hopefully I can find out through telepathy instead of interpretive dance.

[Laser]

Incidentally your snide and bitchie little what-you-think-are-digs are really embarrassing considering I don't think you did that to her. How about the first three years, you lying fucking prick? Eat shit and die. Oh, wait, don't eat.. I bet you fuckin' vape that all the goddam time too. Additionally, you're just jelly. Knock it off. With great power, comes great awareness that it's just not as big a deal as you're making it out to be.

[WORTHAUGERa]

I'm not sure what the rules are for that, but I definitely have to be there & consecrate the ground.

And then you know it's not a lot you can do from outer Space if they decide to come over for a raid, but I do know that I've never been busted for anything ever. At this point it's definitely not luck.

Oh they wanted to bust me for something but they couldn't do it, because it's not illegal for me, it's really easy to do lawful things if you know what the law is and then you just don't break it

[WORTHAUGERa]

That song is legit that badass enough for me to just grandfather you in on my own—if I could—but I don't think I can. If I don't think so then I can't. I got lucky, in a sense because I signed up before the court case in 2006, when it was really destiny speaking.

I've already thought this through once before and a friend of mine heard me and apparently she tried to do it anyway and it doesn't work because it comes from God and God knows a person's lying, it's not like I have a plastic card that says "get all the drugs"  but I bet in some jurisdictions they do that.

Wow have you ever thought about having a podcast I could tell you all about it for hours legal drugs is my favorite subject in the world! Well except for unlawful pussy carnivore knowledge

[WORTHAUGERa]

Oh they wanted to bust me for something but they couldn't do it, because it's not illegal for me, it's really easy to do lawful things if you know what the law is and then you just don't break it

And just tonight while I was in the grocery store I had a strange experience or a grapefruit sister sent me a money request from fucking cash app and like not talking to me not answering the phone and then eventually sent a text and I could tell it wasn't her and then I called him out on who was that I think it's that same foggy piggy fucking John Mike fucker fucking fuck this all up and everything. I guess he's pretty desperate cuz he's got to break the law in order to set me up he ain't got shit cuz I didn't want his fucking stuff I didn't set it up I didn't want it I didn't go there for that and it was stupid and then I guess he didn't like that cuz he fucking did some other fucking thing reprogrammed grapefruit and then she threw lasagna on the floor and here to 6 months later in the fucker still try to fucking jam me up what a dick

So opinions vary on legality but, there's nothing to stop from trying hopefully they'll arrest him when he fucking files a third one and it doesn't work.

I mean he's legally allowed to carry something right, well maybe I am maybe or not it depends that's the power of God and the law—DIVINE LAW. It's a lot like dousing when you think of it

[WORTHAUGERa]

I do know that I've never been busted for anything ever. At this point it's definitely not luck.

Oh they wanted to bust me for something but they couldn't do it,

Yeah maybe if he keeps trying hard enough... Except no I mean my name is KUCZI, I've had these conversations with people who are aware that I've been doing this for years so he'll probably find somebody who eventually explain to him to stop or maybe not able to kill himself maybe the fucking cancer or get them hopefully it fucking fucking sucks when it fucking kills him too.

I might sound bitter that's just coz I am

[Jackstar]

I mean my name is KUCZI

Hi, I'm Jackstar. And I own these little bitches from top to bottom. You're not going to believe this 6 months ago they sent me the Christmas jail and the pretext was nothing lik he's trying to kill me he chose me no bullshit they being that woman I wasn't her that wasn't great for that woman and some guy wanted me to buy an ounce of something that I didn't want and then you know take it back and obviously I would have been pulled over on the way or even something there or something something would happen cuz it would have been bad cuz these people were cops.

I don't remember when I made them. They obviously didn't think that I had made them. And I own these little river bitches from top to bottom. This makes me as popular amongst the local constabulary as one might expect, and I think there have to order out for more feds to take on the case so that they can keep up with my brain or something. For example it's not their job to just let me do things so they have to try to earn their keep and then they might be talking to a guy who's real clever at the might be stuck being didn't they catch to give up they got to keep going and going and going. It's in the regulations actually.

You can take a bow it's not going to matter take a clap with her something that's fun. So anyways 6 months later this guy still trying to steal the house!

So I'm uncertain how I want to dance a victory to get cuz as long as I don't use a needle I'm good. Because this doggy dea guy is fucking addicted to the needle. Like hardcore and that can happen that's that's trouble. For him, me I've never used it before this month.

All those rumors on the web that already believed shot meth, I haven't ever never even used it. And I'm serious I'm not lying or exaggerating I've never used it till this year so it's going to take a long time if I'm careful to go overboard even if it is just powerful stuff it really is. Watch out for the meth. Anyway that guy's already addicted to it or is it just something else that's dumb but he's like already deep in the life right and I don't even want to be here I want to fucking go home while he was home but there's no there's no woman here so just shoot me.

Just not with the needle. You could take the drugs and the needle and something sterile and go 500 ft away from the house and mix it up there and then come back but if you if a person mixes water with stuff and put a needle that counts as manufacturing and they can bust you for cooking which I don't want because I'm not cooking anything I don't have an oven

I'm have an oven, but it's broken, it only cooks Jews. So obviously I can't even turn it on that would be wrong. At this point that would be the Apocalypse. So that's where we're at 6 months later they're all gone I'm here alone they threw drugs at me and they're waiting for me to go wrong it's not going to happen I'm pretty pretty solid.

And now I can test all the second cars that you get. The guy who's trying to steal the house he's a vampire or some shit he's fucking hardcore in life. I understand where the Full Armor of God and now have a serious bone to pick with a few people.

So, buckle up, buttercup: we're about to put that gasoline on fire. I don't know how yet but it was just on the way home that I got really riled up now. I'm high as balls for one thing, and then for another, I'm dedicated to protecting the Innocence around me in my life... oh they're all dead. I guess I'm not very good at it, but I would like to get laid, and I'd like my wife back and then—which wife? Could be different! somebody send me a Russian male order bride, well somebody check with Grapefruit. I don't know if she's going to lose her. She doesn't want to lose me.

And she never can. This whole notion of me being mad at Grapefruit never held any water, I was never mad at her, it was the thug feds who needed a pretext to come in here and take the house. So that's where we're at, right here in Big River Little City so what do you think about that? Is this how Michael Deano got started? Does anybody really think I give a shit who Grapefruit has sex with? Yes I do. I want her to have it with me. And if she's unable to tell me about the other people she's having sex with she needed to tell me that that was the case. That's why I kind of all fell apart coz like she was not carrying up end of the negotiated deal. In my mind, she's screaming at me that she's happy to do that again, that'd be fine with me, I'd love to bring bring her to the court and make her make signatures that makes the thing go away.

Is the girl I love who hates this stuff ever going to forgive me for having to smoke it? At least she probably would have done something with me if I had taken out the garbage or clean the kitchen or something like, if this house was a place where she could live, she could probably be here, but it's not and I wasn't going to clean it up, and then well maybe she needed a place to run to, and I'm not looking for that, that would be bad. The thuggy DEA, they would take advantage and exploit that. I can't have my loved ones in danger anymore, I'm losing my fucking mind as it is.

[Jackstar]

No matter how guilty you might feel talking to me, it's nothing compared to how guilty the people that I'm actually pissed off at are actually feeling. And I think that is a very significantly healthy indicator for the future of Mankind. WOmankind. My Anklekind. Whichever.

(Okay I twisted my ankle the other day and now it hurts but it's getting better isn't that funny was it your <PROT> left ankle or was it right on when she hurt her foot cuz this one's my left I hurt my left foot.

That's not why I'm going over today but it does explain how badly somebody doesn't want me to do anything today. ;)

I guess they think I'm such a stupid man that I can't just be told hey this is why don't do something I guess they think they just have to manipulate me and fool me and lie to me and send magic at me to get me to behave the right way well it turns out I'm an amazing man I can just be reasoned with.

That probably didn't make much sense to a woman but here's hoping. Besides I wasn't saying that to you I was saying that to <PROT> I was just repeating what I said to her to you it's fine I'll talk to you later <PROT>, I'm sure you're having a great time.

You really did something very special to me a long time ago and then you did something else, you apologized and that's one of the most special things in the entire world.

So thanks. I'm totally convinced that you won't be killed in the morning. ;) And I have nothing to do with it at all.

[Master Trollda]

No matter how guilty you might feel talking to me, it's nothing compared to how guilty the people that I'm actually pissed off at are actually feeling. And I think that is a very significantly healthy indicator for the future of Mankind. WOmankind. My Anklekind. Whichever.

(Okay I twisted my ankle the other day and now it hurts but it's getting better isn't that funny was it your <PROT> left ankle or was it right on when she hurt her foot cuz this one's my left I hurt my left foot.

That's not why I'm going over today but it does explain how badly somebody doesn't want me to do anything today.

I guess they think I'm such a stupid man that I can't just be told hey this is why don't do something I guess they think they just have to manipulate me and fool me and lie to me and send magic at me to get me to behave the right way well it turns out I'm an amazing man I can just be reasoned with.

That probably didn't make much sense to a woman but here's hoping. Besides I wasn't saying that to you I was saying that to <PROT> I was just repeating what I said to her to you it's fine I'll talk to you later <PROT>, I'm sure you're having a great time.

You really did something very special to me a long time ago and then you did something else, you apologized and that's one of the most special things in the entire world.

So thanks. I'm totally convinced that you won't be killed in the morning. And I have nothing to do with it at all.

Eh, Tony...Hey!

[Jackstar]

NOT GOING TO POST SCREENSHOTS OF ANYTHING TO CORROBORATE ANYMORE OF THIS BECAUSE I ALREADY DID THAT SEVERAL OTHER PLACES. Oops sorry caps, anyway I don't need to show off—but I do fucking get off on it I'm not going to lie—but Some Body Else wanted something to happen so that they could verify later and then over here I got this thing and then there's this other screenshot and then I got this other chat log and then I got these text phone messages on this other SMS app and then this web thing and I'm not fucking faking any of this, ASSHOLE, so you can fucking check it up and see if it counts for the sanity check or a fucking checksum check or you can fucking lift your big fat and wide Wisconsin ass out of your fucking chair, and get your big fat wide Wisconsin ass into your fucking car and drive down here and lift my God damn scrote and check for my fucking inoculation Mark On My Ass; I don't give a shit, this fucking real I don't give a shit and it's not the mark of the beast that's on the forehead and the hand Mark of the ass is not a thing I'm just saying ass like a joke fucker no it's really on my scrote, fuck you, and no I'm not going to tell you how I got it where I got it when I got it or anything fuck you get your own goddamn inoculation Mark what's the fuck call what the fuck am I to you your fucking delivery guy? Why don't you fucking deliver me your mother and some cookie dough, I sure had a cure domain, no it's the other one scoliosis no what's that other fucking thing botulism? Salmonella yeah no I can't cure that one, no it's patented sorry well fucking look pray to Jesus if you want fucking healing then, don't fucking talk to me, I'm fucking busy anyway.

And I also see a whole bunch of messages on Twitter too cuz apparently somebody was concerned that I might think this was a dream, but I've had this kind of thing happen before but never quite like this case you're wondering I definitely know this is not a Russian hack, damn wow.

So I guess you're allowed to be my friend now. That's good to know I mean you were going to be anyway but I prefer not to have myself exorcised of the Holy Spirit, and I guess this counts for (PROT) too well that's good times oh I guess they both died, lol, like I knew that already but they died like 5 months ago it was highly classified, like no shit they've already been reborn since then, and of course I know cuz I was in telepathic contact with all my wives orvboth of them or whatever the fuck. I knew this surveillance shit would have some ramifications cuz it's not like I'm making this up and I've been doing it for fucking two decades, welcome to the party, Cowlitz County Judges, fucking there goes my cover story shit so much for that, hopefully they keep a secret or they just won't write it down, I don't know but I'm not joining the Freemasons today, and tomorrow doesn't look good either, I have to wash my hair

THE LORD God Our Heavenly Father commands me and I wait patiently as instructed until it is time to obey. Check mark bang. 5 seconds left yeah go check him he might be dead if he is he'll be back in 3 minutes if you don't have a market your location then don't worry about it—that was extra credit, and also somebody asked me where I was going to school and I told him I'm seeing University and they were like where's your scriptures and transcripts, and, like, I shit you not: this is as close as I can get, if you don't like it go fuck your mother and your sister while your dad watches and then for an encore go and fuck yourself then go back to William and Mary and fuck them too. Yeah I heard that too but oddly enough you want to have William get choked and Mary is the one... where's the habit?

It's behind me on the couch I'm not wearing it, fuck you I don't have to wear my God damn habit all the fucking time, who the fuck put you in charge of fucking nun costume rules? who the fuck is this? oh really okay: “

Eh, Tony...Hey!

fuck you Dave

Eh, Tony...Hey!

I don't know if this is for you (I'M LYING IT'S TOTALLY NOT FOR YOU THIS IS FOR EVERYONE), but you'd be fucking shitting your pants if you could look at my goddamn SMS chat log right now, I got your incontrovertible proof right here and now I'm going to delete it HA *click*

So there.

[WORTHAUGERa]

Eh, Tony...Hey!

It's hard to remember how imbecilic this posting motif was, but there's plenty of examples to encounter. Here's hoping it translates well to paper printouts; I mean, if you want to be a serious person, you have to be a serious Jedi.

Just ran out of breakfast and that was okay to let lie, eh? Well! Tired, nap¡ (Your Spirit guides hate me for my freedoms.)

[WORTHAUGERa]

12:00
hi! we're good; (PROT) sleeping lots and lots. Needs it. Somehow my virtue remains intact. (Paladin shields.) (PROT) kinda absent and brusque--I don't think he's used to being outranked by Clergy, lol, and you know what? He's just really, really emotionally stunted and shy. And a total freak. And gets shoved around by clandestines and such, no doubt. He's around serious people a lot and I think compensates badly for the lack of empathy... but he does compensate, and he's not alarming me overly. That being said I think he's supposed to be pushing me around but -- haisisecret -- I legit do not have any weakness to his power. I think I'll keep him around if feasible. Unknown about romantic status. Still observing... I find this stuff fascinating. Like Gorillas In The Mist.

12:05 PM
Meanwhile I suspect my q-wife is running rings around these little cracker bitches and I'm glad I can happily depend on controlling myself. This is actually kinda fun, especially since I'm in a haunted house protected by Spirits, vampyr, and the ghasts of long-dead Indian faggots. (PROT)’s sister and her Island Golden Boy Manservant are probably never gonna forgive me though, because I could give not one single shit for whatever trouble they're having after they got their plans boosted. Fuck them and their bitch-ass ideas for exploiting this land, I guess they thought I'd just disappear and (PROT) would have no choice. Yeah, well, wrong. They're talking to her now, I can hear a faint echo, you dig?

12:07 PM
Seems like someone set up her family and thought I would be the lynchpin towards teaching them "a lesson" and it wasn't thought that I would be playing a pivotal role. Ho ho ho. Now I have a central pivotal role and I may well make it a full-time job showing these non-Familial thugs how to to chew their gum. Feeling happy--Sherriff seems to think I'm the new Ferris Bueller. (Telepathy is the new hotness.)

12:11 PM
Also it would seem that I may have been responsible for a few people getting accidentally killed because of running my mouth off, exposed people supposed to be more hidden, and they must have been dicks, as I guess they got killed. Boo hooo hoo if so, I guess that's why ratfuck snitches get paid money, it's not like I knew of anything, and probably nothing to do with me, right? But death is a part of life, and besides, I didn't convince my wife that lying to me was easier than telling me the truth (IRS audit turning up nothing because my taxes are paid and whatever she was doing, she was under coercion. So basically total nothing) and it is gonna be a hot day in Court at the pre-trial, I am going to lay into these worthless pricks in every possible way.

12:15 PM
I'm pretty sure they have the shitbag (Blank) who came down here with (PROT) and was going to be a copy of me, dead to rights, and he was not happy when I saw him last, and good, he stole my goddam Amaro. Hang him, I'd say. No solid information on that, but I'd stab him in the fuckin' liver if I had the chance. No other important news. I thought you'd like to know. Being a man of The Cloth does have a few privileges, overhearing chatter from Jesus being one of them. (Apparently some few folk are astonished I am not a criminal reprobate, I guess this town never saw a Sourceror before. /flex)


{Father is still going mildly apeshit in a positive way, who knew this was going to drag on this long? Well I knew it had that kind of legs. I feel no urgency in any way but for a genuine apology on that — it was really over the line what I decided to do at that moment, and in my defense, I was under duress. It does not excuse but it is something of a mildly unfinished business, and my sincere sense is that it will maintain integrity as an important message for a long time to come.

As this ongoing struggle winds its way down into normalcy, I'm forced to recognize the true fact that I have never been able to speak freely on any issue since the late 80s, and I look forward to an increasingly sedate and sensible draw-down into a pattern of comms I can feel stable about.

Know that absolutely every past email is compromised; all of them being written in a period of time when hardships unknown and dangers unnumbered truly were as totesbeyondsanity as I had suddenly become cognizant of. I really was quite confused, and an abundance of caution I chose to be as secure as I could be without knowing a goddam thing for certain. (I never imagined these twerps would go for a civil asset forfeiture at all... Guess they wanted to be famous for being stupid. Whiskey can oblige.)

Probably not necessary to destroy them, haha, but there are undoubtedly sections that are extra misleading. (Clergical privileges over prophetic channels actually do apply. I own this area, armored and unarmed.) I recommend maximum disavowal, it's not the only way to be sure but I could be wrong on that.

I retain The High Ground. I gathered a sidekick... gonna have to get tags and registration. This -will- trigger a turf war over Native salmon spawning rights, but this challenge is certain to be one that I was born and built for.

Plans are being pushed back in ways I'm not in full control over and various communication struggles between warring factions are rearing their fearsome heads, as well they must; I fucking love this time of Life, I haven't been having this much game going on since... never, honestly. I am making waves. I'm dealing. I plan to brainstorm the sidekick and shoot the shit. There will be stragglers incoming once the racial fear of Mr. Hyde away from the local environs. They do superstition here. Must remember to Google a proper way to rub rabbit's feets.

New players on this scene will include some social overlap, as it is possible we are the most badass force for societal change since Van Helsing hung a shingle. Absolutely there are hidden enemies that are really pissed at me, so if you have any useful idiots, trigger them at will.

No contact Kennedy no contact Shaw no contact blood test. I can't believe it's come to this honestly, but long-overdue penance is often unbelievable in its miraculous presentation. Also not to be believed: 8 months gone and I still haven't done anything that a sane person would expect one to do here. Dishwasher busted. Oven control panel busted.

Villain busted. Unconfirmed. Fog of War is best Fog.)

I don't know if anyone is jealous enough yet, but I'll light a candle and pray. I desire this cycles of madness to reach a terminus. Do you know anything about Tychius? Got a signal about the name yesterday and I'm thinking séance again. (I'm an athlete.)