Healed.

I'm healed, but I'm going to be dragg8ng baggage with me for the rest of my life. No mole no mole, the skin is completely smooth, not a trace.

TACT

i am satisfied with the servics of the Reading ACT Team so far. and that some issues global to my world have been settled over the last year in the hospital in Reading and the place at Mt. Gretna, which I fought bitterly in ever way. I am happy to be out. Had a fantastic … Continue reading TACT →

My Color Sympatico

I was a closet racist but I am not any more. I love our new world of every color. before, I just didn't know. I was in a pretty funky condition when they found me out 8n the woods. after that everything is a blur. Even today. This is what preoccupied me in the woods. … Continue reading My Color Sympatico →

prostitute

my father always made me feel like a prostitute. I recently joind the METOO movement for that and other reasons even today he comes looking for favors, he did it to me last night. In my head, when I was laying down in bed. It terrifies me to think that he would approach me physically … Continue reading prostitute →

inverse racism

That was my cry in Florida things are so different now. I thought I was helping African Americans and maybe I was but it went really sour. African Americans do not appreciate my allying myself with them; and I do see it, "if you have nothing left to lose, blame it on slavery; make it … Continue reading inverse racism →

a lying picture

In other words, not. I love this picture of me, graduation day after winning the Math Prize but there was so much sick shit going around about me it was awful what I see about it looking through an adjusted lens is the evidence of organic personality disorder. For one thing I'm alone in the … Continue reading a lying picture →

when I got out of Horsham

...I was lucky I did. If I had stayed there I would not have properly completed this weird metamorphosis into Lynne without the nasty mole. it was an exhilarating stay (compared with the one I just spent in Reading for 8 MONTHS.) I hadn't the faintest thought of aliens. They weren't a part of my … Continue reading when I got out of Horsham →

More on the Claw

I felt at times as if I was being made a sacrificial victim, Reading had just gotten that bad and that weird that they would do that. Plenty of them were so into it. I couldn't but wonder about the women, that they wouldn't stop it. I also thought it possible that it was standard … Continue reading More on the Claw →

FOUND!

from SEGUE; 2 the picture of the horse, Stepping Davis, was under the couch. I've been cleaning out, and I just saw a corner of a piece of paper sticking out. I thought it was nothing. but I pulled it out and it didn't want to come out at first! It was stuck to the … Continue reading FOUND! →

Judith and Bernard

...we're never a happy couple and my returning from California to bear my son was a nadir for them. They provided us with curtains and bottles and the loan of a bassinet; my living Grandfather in England sent money for a changing table: and my mother provided her blessed presence for a little while. then … Continue reading Judith and Bernard →