Holding the Line

I sit shaking. It is the combination of cold and fear that is basically a form of shock. I called Hamline University to diffuse a situation. Bush Library there is in honor of W. Well the secret is all out. You can all go home. There will be no spy games today. I will not back this new stadium project or ANYTHING they do in session at the capitol this session. I am stepping out, and you can all just approach me as private citizens with your hubris, lies, and discriminations WITHOUT the help of any degrees, religious affiliations, or job certifications and authority. I will keep working. Will all of you? We are at the wits end for GAYA and me. The tunnel through at this Crystal Court (IDS) Starbucks is paramount today. Good thing the mishaps brought me here. The building may have collapsed. I will clear downtown MPLS Target in about an hour. I will probably be home for lunch. I feel as if I am leveling the playing field, and you all are going to have to deal for real. As I write, I stop shaking, and I feel more certain about my dreams. NONE of you know the history of my UNIVERSITY, but you know not your own either. Why don't you all stalk YOUR MOTHERS for a week and leave me and my "ideas" out of it. You are all creepin me out, except for YOU bugga bou.