Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Letters to the Edge

I am movie like a hurricane earthquake.  I contacted Al Franken and the Minneapolis Police Department.  I feel like I have no place or creativity.  I am scared that they will come my way, but then my men can be okay and stay in the perifory for now. 

I hurt so much every day.  I have a right to continue to fight against those who feel they have right to me.  Al Franken will try to hit me with a criminal lawsuit for what I wrote to the police today.  I am not a therapist, but you can go after Dr. Lois Schlutter in St. Louis Park.  Her remote view is only against a west wall.  He tunnel view is in tact.

I am having jerks in my hands and I am exhausted.  This is all that. toomey toomey.  Don don wounded knee.

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