Crypts Observe the Death Play Today

I now see that the siren of you all to stay in a land of grand beyond the realities of science and reality itself is the winning force of your natures.  I have viewed some footage tonight and I see that there is a reality that you wish to support that will keep the ship of crazy firmly on course.  I must just continue every day and go along on my way.  I will not submit to this programming move.  I will find peace and serenity in the values of science and academia and use true Eastern techniques to heal.  I will continue to live in this indoctrination center until I am done and can find an apartment.  I will do my best to move the anvil onto the indoctrination field of psychiatry.  The science is me, and the enemy is the devout belief that the jagged little pill has efficacy beyond very dangerous and unhealthful side effects and a shame in anyone with actual pride and sanity.  Boy does the system have power and my family does too.  In the end, people of the world will blame all of you, but I think that drug companies, and now insurance companies, are at their end.  My pills are seeming less and less like anything is involved in their makeup and their size and shape is not consistent with the drug itself.  The doctors will continue to lie, but it will only bely the rancid underbelly of the "profession."  I work on stabilizing traditions in me, and I step away from others at this time.  Their treatment and care has proven fruitless.  My trip to AA to monitor for the Department of Corrections had a quick exit when I sensed a ugly porn queen setup and guns on the premises.  There was a Crypt I know protecting me in the entryway and he exited with me and clocked my play with route surveillance.  Snoop Dog's number two from LA was on the bus with me on the way over and I saw Snoop in form shifted form looking like Neill Marley (Bob Marley's son and my ex-boyfriend) beside the bus on the same route.  Obviously, they had some intel about my sting of this situation.  They had a bird lookout as I came up and I knew to go around by the MIA, and the AAUW Gayle Mansion to take out mystical bombs before the entering of the 2218 building.  I got home okay, but it was a close call.  Thanks Snoop and crew.  The Crypts always make me feel very safe in the field.  I am sure they hate to hear that.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112