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a few years ago I was driving down Easton Road on the way to the hospital in Ambler PA after camping out in a parking garage overnight and I cried out “God, move Heaven and earth to save Ian!” And that’s where I have been ever since. But I lost track of it.

ultimately I was led to a visitation by aliens in the course of the application of the process of retroactive interpolation of better experiences in critical moments of Ian’s life that felt like open heart surgery for me. Some terrible things happened as I had to be willing to lay down my own life as I relived the traumatic childbirth. It was all traumatic, dramatic, thrilling, and dangerous.

Here I am today on a personal care home floor cthsoming back c to my senses after a year and 7 months in a sordid stupor after a horrendous experience on a nearby psych ward.

today’s policies: “you don’t have to be pretty to be beautiful. You don’t have to be happy to be good. You don’t have to be sexual to love.” As for the third, I had to note that you do need a clitoris in working order to fly over the fence on the count of 3 on horseback, I always sat on the count of three causing the horse to stumble. Because of a clitoral injury in childhood worsened by an experience in college. I am handicapped in this regard, i have trouble with spatial relations for instance. It is weird and subtle but profound. I fear that I am deficient in love in this regard.

I have an appointment with my psychiatrist tomorrow morning and fear that I could be committed back to the nearby psych ward where something terrible happened. But terrible things have been happening here also. I have made a policy of making atonement and doing penance for harm to Ian in his childhood for things I couldn’t help then but can now through retroactive interpolation and the help of Roku and Sanctus, my chief attending ALIENS!!! It is a miracle the help that is and has been done through the help of these incredible beings.

I have promised a year to be committed to this continuing project. So long as I continue to stay living.

I trust in the Lord to guide me in this regard as in every other. Maybe it’s time to quit now and let Ian be and move into retirement.