Neill's Time to Shine In Homicide

I have the chief of Kingston coming through today. I dated Neill Marley years ago and we worked through the challenge of culture, different royalties, and his deafness. I feel that he received the first FREE kolckler implant yesterday. The gift of music inside of me, I gave to him to take back Jamaica and hide until today. Now I give it to the country music industry through Blake Shelton. He has no more family concerns and Neill does not either. I walk away in a way that even the deaf people thought that I was deaf. My brother gives me a sacred LOOK AWAY. It is unconscious. I hope that you are doing well, Neill. I think that you have now seen my true family tree and why it was so important that I leave you when I did. We needed to not be in the eye of The Paparatzi. I needed a lot about you to be a mystery or it might have been scarey to accept all at once. I had to work through my gifts so that I could see the daily torture. I need you to be in your true professional form and then we can work a few cases DOWN THEIR and set up a penal colony on a man made island off of the west side of the island where the currents are the most suitable for that soil management. We will have a cement wall on the north side to insure that the winds do not wage war daily. It will be for Rasta MEN and the women will be put on one boat at a time to HAITI. Voodoo through in your vicinity. Remember that party in the hills when I was down there for my marine biology secong quarter where Michael Jackson was the DJ? It is more recently that I realized that The Jacksons are actually Jamaican and Tracy Chapman and the newsman Reggie Jackson are also part of that crew. Talk about a 6'4" RASTA man.