Voodoo Crew

I have taken a few days off from writing.  I welcomed my sister to town the other night and we went for snail service at Bloomington TGIFridays.  We were so hungry.  It was torturous.  As I move on down the line, I see that belonging may be possible if a spade can finally be called a spade.  I keep things nebulous so that all behind the scenes can stay strong and free.  I also must protect a growing Voodoo COVEN around me that is in its infancy.  Just for TV, I make the FIGUREHEAD Reggie Wayne, formerly of Colt's Nation, and actually from New Orleans.  What he saw as a small child has his head still ringing today.  I have military intelligence on you today.  He is a marine military policeman who guarded a warehouse of cocaine, WITHOUT DIPPING INTO IT, during Hurricane Katrina, in the epicenter of the storm in New Orleans.  He should be dead, but this sentinel stood at his post the whole time.  In Muncie, we lived together for a week.  He knows the dirty that you do.  He was actually trained, since childhood, in Hamburg, Germany.  He is Wiccan at this time, and you will feel it if you disobey the voices in your head.  Hey Peyton, isn't it funny, Reggie hears voices in his head?  Ha ha ha ha, what a freak.  He's going to say that they are MILITARY.  How delusional can you be?  How does that feel Reggie?  He is coming for you.  You will never see it coming, but he will be there.  The rest of the voodoo crew comes from persons I have encountered all throughout my life.  Wiccan, they are here to dismantle you all so that we can have clean water to drink and nonbiologically tainted food to eat.  This IS military, Reggie.  These, mostly ladies, are really dangerous to our planet.  It is NOT global warming.  It is WICCAN.  Why don't you all think about that in the new types of jail cells we will keep you in to confine you and torture your abilities away?  Amen.