the truth about the coffee throwing

it started with a shove to my lower guts.

and ended with a tasering.

I all but lost my life that night.

threw coffee at ian, my own son

when in a pure panic

turns out–Ian has been able to apprise me–that it was the inception of the ALLIENS entering the picture in a broad material way.

he just knew to do that to me–shove me in the guts–that it would launder out of me when ALIEN presence came into full swing as it has today.

it was about me not letting him have his girlfriend stay overnight.

it took the more recent body bag incident to bring it all to the fore–when I was beaten all but to death on a psych ward and left in a bag by the side of the road for garbage pickup. That was all but 2 years ago now and I am finally in recovery.

that is how the world treats a beautiful ALIEN showing.

Noone knew how to receive me when I came in from the snow after a similar incident two years earlier when I was thrown out of another psych ward in a similar way for the same reason–talking about ALIENS. They ditched me in the woods after beating me up and pissing on me. In the middle of winter.

but a man walking his dog found me and took me to a nearby ER.

and I was returned to the psych ward where I was nurtured good for a few weeks but then sent me on to Philhaven where I was to be killed so I got out of there and got my father to take me back to Springstone Hollow.

this all came so much later.

but I am able to lump it altogether now and understand about what got broken in Florida and why we had to leave and why it went as it did when we got here from Florida.

the rest of the story is verboten to tell but let it be obvious to b you.

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