Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Jack and Me. No John EVER.

Today I am trying a little different schedule. I finally left home and now I am at the McDonald's by the 1029 Bar. Downtown is so deceit, and I need a place where I can breathe and feel less observed by all vicinity. Jack, I send you some healing energy for your back. Celia told me about your motorcycle accident when you were younger. It will just make you a better ATTORNEY. My Line Deputy is Harvard Law (Criminal for now), so I balance that by making you YALE. We will scoot you into the program as personal injury, and you will go at our national program for disability social security. No more for ANYBODY. The feed on me is about to end. I then promote you to Professor (ALL IVY LEAGUE SCHOOLS) for CONSTITUTIONAL LAW and I will have you go against the Supreme Court, by yourself, having to do with the moving of prisoners away from their families in the 70's. Never will it happen again. Your record will be expunged and no one will know that you are referring to personal experience, thus your "files" cannot be erased (never ECT for you). We will have you used your no face ability and your name will just be JOHN. After that, the full budget for witness protection will be for you the rest of your days. You can decide if you want to do it alone, have security officers, or a combination of the two. In my company, from now on, the Line Deputy will come through and make you violent toward me, thus handcuffs will be necessary. Please do not fight this action because it will be hilarity. I will be your "Claire" and if you are ever locked down, I will come and see you and only you, NO ONE ELSE. You can finally be honest and talk about your killing methods and methodology. Funny things may come to you. I will listen, with humor, and let you know if it "overlaps" with my family. A probably 20 page, book will result from your fingertips. An old MANUAL type writer will appear mystically in your cell. Things are changing. Stick to your drug regiments, and try to take a two block walk, no swimming pool, every day. Love, Hope

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