Finding the Conscience of My University

I saw Abdol on the bus yesterday. We talked as he went on his way to the library. Abdol, I was a librarian at Hamline University when I went there. My Great Aunt Vi was a reference librarian at the Downtown Minneapolis library when I was growing up. She was very gifted and funny. I had a really disturbing nightmare last night. It had people coming at me, even Hamline, about my weblog. Well, I believe that it was really good that I turned my dream catcher towards the wall. After that dream, I feel like my brainwaves still have not normalized. Once I woke up, I felt like Hamline is waking up and will defend my rights to write today. I became a published author on their campus through The National Academy of Science, on my genetics research with flat worms. I did have to write a grant proposal to have that research paid for. Not everyone was allowed that honor. I must say that I keep my head down and I don't necessarily notice everything, and then there are other ways that I notice things that others miss. It is a massively intricate defense system in my cerebral cortex. My system is being kind of overworked today with this very nasty dream. People who have violated me plenty were in it just laughing at me at my torture. I just keep walking, and maybe someone like Abdol cares today. I move toward foreign systems more and more every day. In this system, all higher ups worked to maintain a programming and indoctrination system with me that would keep my voice silent and the realities inaccessible in all of the deceit around me. Some may think my tone is hostile, but it is nothing like what is deserved by those who predate around me. Maybe this is not a huge aha day, but at least I have put words on the page and gone into the community to write at Starbucks Fridley.