Return to Caribou

I sit at Caribou Coffee by Peavy Plaza on Nicollet Mall. People come through while I just have coffee with my mother. I think something is clear now that never has been. I had such hatred sprayed my way, telepathy, and she knows that that means NOTORIETY. I guess Shi ite women now know to back away. Feelings are developing, and I do have the venaculer to articulate the change. I pull away from all of it. I spoke of The Dalai Lama, the Dobi !Kung, the police horses and the bomb squad, and Turner and his Stutz family royalty (building and priceless cars- all built one at a time). My mother understands something now. She knows that I cannot see, especially around hierarchy. They are just families and workers in front of me. I am here to be made whole and free at this point. You have all had your freedom and witcheries. I will be patient and kind in this space while they work against me and judge me eternally. I will be straight forward and let you know that there are laws against what you are all doing right here. Shereef, they all make my head spin. I made it here today anyway.