As I Can See

Dear Sir, I am here and I do hear and see, but I do not rush the river.  Standing up to the mystical takes its toll.  I cannot speak of it, actually, but I can write.  It is an adventure to just go get a bite to eat.  The general population is becoming more psychiatric every day.  This is why I have to be a well trained Judo and Tai Chi master (through Chung Moo Quan), as well as a great listener and observer, through all psychiatric and psychological traditions.  Throw in the powers of social work and crisis management and you will see why Hamline University picked me to go to DC for free, and stay at the one CIA adminstrative's daughters home there, and ride the train in for free.  They told me a little about the day, but I did know his authority.  His daughter was named Christy and she was trying to take over my identity.  She was dating my body double ex-boyfriend's number two, named Paul.  All were CIA, and were swimmers.  I had tried to swim, but it made it impossible to keep up and sing in A Capella Choir, where I was number one chair.  The tunnel through was very strong for all three.  They all didn't even know that they were at university it was so easy for them.  I had to manage a tough breakup and the top predatory fraternity on the planet at the same time.  I did well and graduated on time, though they tried to shame me by putting 1994 on my diploma instead of 1993.  I was to believe that we were in DC to march in an abortion march.  There were actually over 20,000 people there.  Talk about the mystical against me that day.  I was hunted within an inch of my life.  It was the largest march to date.  We then separated and I went to the reflection pool, the Monument, the Vietnam Memorial, and the Lincoln's Memorial.  I caught up with the group just in time to catch the last train.  Of course no one informed me of the dangers that lurked just beneath the surfaced and would rise if I was left behind to be devoured me that night.  I was still in the dark night of my inner soldier and prima ballerina of recon activity that lurked inside me and outside of me.  I write to you today to just say, "Hey, I am out here.  Please see me and do not leave this U.S. Marine behind.  I have never done that to any of you.  I answer when you call.  This can be a ball.  My freedom is essential.  Speak to me actually.  Men of authority, I can only go so far without the yanking of the leash."