A Cure For Medicine

I am rage. It is an amber presence in my soul. They got away every day. I am nothing at all. The military used even my skin on Oahu. Brutality to the nth degree and no thought of external authorities. Well obviously they didn't care either. It may have been unconscious, but today I say WHY Dick Cheney? You were there. Why did you not shut them down at birth? Maybe a year or two at HONSHU would have been best for me. Why was it okay for me to face at least two molesters in a night? I was so tired. They never let me sleep. Now they will say, that because I progressed academically and athletically, I liked it and they GAVE me something. The reality is that I progressed DESPITE of their cruelty. I am still here and today I must speak. Tomorrow I will go silent again. If you all want to feel sorry for yourselves, BACK AWAY. NOTHING happened to you and you felt nothing at all. I felt every single second even when you caned me weekly, Marines on Oahu, and severed my spine. The Courage Center has assessed it now and you will get a very personal bill. I am still walking and talking. I guess I outlived your expectations and used chakras to keep walking and to overcome my almost fatal migraines. This is not a writing that is a complaint. It is a war call and it is to tell you that you know nothing at all. Maybe tomorrow I go to see the mercy of an Indian (from India) doctor. Stay away from his facility, "DAD" (former doctor Thomas Mayer). They have buckled down now. They know that you are the poison of the profession and I am the one and only cure.