Stalked me again using front people at Perkins restaurant lastnight.
And time wastes away for this insanity that they need to "live".
Apparently Virginia Dawn still is not accepting that when I was
fighting/violent I was being violated and harrassed by friends of her
witchcraft cult, and my violence was absolutely appropriate. Nobody
should be stalking me and inserting people into my interactive reality
to provoke my thinking or emotions in any way shape or form.
My spirit and it's status is no ones business but my own, and if
someone claims they're trying to make me mature or heal by having me
harrassed by people sent to role play me, they're evil and up to no
good.
Some day I believe Dawn will wake up and see that no one should be
contributing to the forces that define us, we should be soley
independent in our relationship and it's finalization and more
important it's beginning. This is why she needs to take me as I am
right now, to give the origin of "us" a centering of unconditional
acceptance which is mutual.
No matter who she is and what her status is I accept her, no matter
who I am and what my status is she accepts me.
But instead, Dawn wants everyone else to define who "we should be".
And they do this by telling Dawn I absolutely must be different before
she sees me. The patterns of prejudice, indicates one who will go
through life coveting prejudice.
I want absolute privacy with my wife, no one to change the rhythms of
"us". That is why Dawn must meet me in person to interact and
experience me as who I am so she is dealing in actualization, not
someone elses personal ambitions they're trying to pin us to by
advising Dawn.
As for DreamTheater and RUSh under this belief that I'm experiencing
blackness or some sort of "eclipse" with my soul, they're absolutely
lost in fictionland, a myth that started with RUSh and Virginia Dawn
seems to believe got transfered to DT. There's no fact to "darkness"
with me, no eclipse, no confusion, no uncertainty and no doubt. It's
all DT or RUSHs projected myth. They both do not know who I am.
Good luck waking the hell up. It might be better if you pull your head
out of yoru ass first.