nccotus

there is an information war going on in the US but also all over the world.

ALIENS are listening.

it is about the breakdown of telecommunications industry through deregulation and privatization in the mid 80’s through the anti-trust suit against AT&T, especially Bell Telephone Laboratories where my father worked and authored some 26 patents from the 60’s to the 80’s when he quit.

in the mid-80’s I fell into a horrifying crisis that alarmed my old family and friends and I wound up here at the state hospital STOPPED by something that happened to me. My parents were content to call it schizophrenia and turn a blind eye; knowing perfectly well what had happened but engaging in some serious wishful thinking about how the world works that has led to this very pickle that we are all in to this very day.

I was awarded disability pay for complete and total disability during my 3rd and final stay at the state hospital, in 1988; which allowed me to get out of the hospital; never to return.

some sick people think that I should go back now after 36 years of making it my mantra to never return there.

I am rapidly rebanding a new Lynne with the lesion (“wart-mole”) removed from my face and the serendipitous experience of an alien encounter attending in this regard and because of the stress of my brother’s and mother’s faked suicides in the last six years.

I am just such a new and vibrant being now compared to the nasty fusty stodgy person I was all my life before these recent experiences; and so happy to be living. Largely without pain after a lifetime of serious agony.

I have lost so much pain and gained so much wisdom.

it would be a crime for this welfeasant person whom I have become to be locked up in a hate factory where I would be shredded to bits within an instant.

I am over my pain and well able to maintain myself in a less restrictive setting.

Remember that there is an information war going on and that there is a serious information commodity at stake here and has been one all along where it all but died me to go to Wernersville, the state hospital, 38 years ago, where they eroded my being so seriously in the aftermath, because of my social and personal connections in a way that was devastating to me in the most personal and material way. This has followed me through all of these years in a way that should have stopped at the John’s Hopkins psych ward and didn’t. It would have been unpopular for them to step in but necessary.

this is why the THREE TRILLION DOLLAR LAWSUIT against AT&T, the federal government, and John’s Hopkins University Hospital will be filed. They have held up me personally to become an avenue for an ALIEN INVASION and a curiosity the world over. When all I wanted or needed was to hold my newborn son.

this has been happening since 1986 when I made the mistake of getting in a plane from Logan Airlort in Boston to the airport in San Francisco to meet with Sally Gibbons, my nemesis. Because my mother threatened to kill me if I didn’t go. Because she bought the ticket. I panicked, and a spiral of panic continued and I slowly lost my mind and weird behaviors followed and neither Cambridge nor Boston could hold me and FINALLY, like, last night, I realized that there was no way for me to stay in the Boston area at that time, Nobody there to take personal responsibility. After 38 years I am beginning to let go of that long series of bad moments and try to pick myself up and dust myself up and keep moving and pick up the beat…move along…move along.. stay with the crowd… move along… stay with the crowd… move along…

pick up the beat..

clicking my fingers…

pick up the beat…

clicking my fingers…

it got bad at the end…

and then it got good again…