Some Time in Space

I am working slowly.  My steps are even, but fatigued.  I traveled by plane yesterday.  I got a strong telepathic steam from the flight attendants that they are tired of being treated like sexual objects all throughout the industry.  In my flight time, I sent them encouragement to fight by having one flight attendant a week sit in the jump seat in the cockpit on a Minneapolis to my destination and listen to what they say about the being that is me.  Fight for me, and you will have fun, and put the boot to the neck of these misogynists.  I did notice that there was a Vietnamese female pilot sitting somewhere behind me.  Now that is rare, and definitely important.  I am noticing that my telepathy has gone flat.  I think that there is too much communication and rioting going on this week that is not accessing the truth chakra.  I continue to write anyway.  I feel the Line Deputy of Marion County is in full deployment with me.  I say things quietly, and he watches me up close, and afar.  I know to step back from everyone else for now.