At 10:30 P.M. Easter Sunday, I decided to speak of my death, and return to life. I just got off the phone with Christ Wandel who I met after my fall. https://rosamondpress.com/2017/04/15/john-owns-holy-spirit-not-jesus/
I am having a discussion with a gentleman about being given funds to make a film, or, my movie. Let’s pretend the movie just came out, and everyone I once loved, who grew to hate me, love me once again. Stop trying to destroy my movie!
I had put what happened to me on McLure’s Beach completely out of my mind. It was too much for anyone to handle. I was twenty. I was on my way to India in hope I could find enlightened souls to pal around with, who would have acceptance for my altered state, and share their bowl of rice with me. I was a basked case. It took all my strength to go two blocks down the street to get a pack of cigarettes. Christine told me a member of the Loding Zone said my blue eyes were glowing when he passed me in the…
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