It was suggested to me by Law Enforcement to keep a log. Most of this work has written to protect and defend children and vulnerable adults. Logging incidents or events documents the consequences of taking the suggestions we've been given, and given time to reflect upon the work, may help us to develop adaptations we're currently unfamiliar with. We realize that sometimes we have issues with reporting, but find that even documenting the issues will help. You'll find more direction here:
Guidance and Support.
This is only an anonymous example. My goal is to empower an average person to defend him or herself without becoming harmful. The question is, where to draw the line. For example, does it help to rewrite a report about things we agree are objectionable without using names? I'm not using names or locations in these documents unless dictated by the requirements of copyright, but is that making things better or worse? In the United States, we can't blame others without providing our names and the opportunity for a defense. Because this document does seem to do so at times, though I do not intend to, I've provided an Open Letter on my own Web Development site with my contact information so you can contact me with your concerns if you need to.
It may be considered irrational to report incidents that lead to charges, but we are required to do so when uninsured, and seeking health care for injuries that result in the jurisdiction. Our health care resulted from doubt about our reports in the first place. The treatment is not for an illness at all, it's an adaptation that separates the suspect from the witness by way of doubt to fund the State and provide additional space to follow the suspect. We use a global identity to get something done about the problem.
(Please see one example of a Constitutional Limitations)
1962: Visited Grandma while on vacation abroad, and got lost following a cat down the avenue.
1964: Sex conduct ends my parents marriage. Strange dreams, ear aches and pressure I don't understand disturbs my sleep. Mother comforts me with a hot water bottle wrapped in cloth and by cradling me in her rocking chair.
1960's: While swimming at the pool, my friend the Calypso singer asked me: "Do you mind of I use your goggles?" And I said: "Sure, you can borrow them if you like." and he said: "I'm just lending them then."
1960's: My uncle slides off a muddy road in the dark on the edge of a cliff while we were in the back. Dad got out and pushed us back onto the road.
1960's: Stray cats get rounded up and brought to the University for experimentation including the use of electrodes implanted into their heads.
1965: Mounting pressures become an indulgence. I bang my head on the wall, grimace at the dinner table, and find ways to relieve the stress by grunting and groaning in the bathroom hallway.
1966: While on vacation with my father in Aruba, I swallowed a penny while lying on the bed and was taken to the hospital, and put under with gaseous ether to have the penny removed surgically.
1966: While playing with my cousins we used an 'under push' to swing higher in the swing set. We pushed the seat until the rider was above us, giving the rider a really steep ascent and higher swing.
1966: I hit my neighbor with a sovenier baseball bat while practicing a swing. I told his mother about it right away, but didn't see him get back up.
1967: A specialist puts tubes in my ears to relieve earaches.
1968: Adaptations to the new father in the household result in evaluations to determine the magnitude of the new threats.
1968: A girl across the alley reports someone taking pictures of her in the bathroom at the gas station.
1968: My step-dad kisses us before we go to bed by imitating the people at 'the zoo' (the university) near my Junior High School.
1968: While learning to tingle each other by writing on our backs, my step-dad joins in by tickling my neck until I laugh, and then choking me until I couldn't breathe.
1968: Learned to tie a necktie under the eyelet to a jumper my brother used to learn to walk.
1968: Melted down my injection molding equipment when I was required to go to Church (I left it plugged in behind the couch).
1969: Told to put the feces from diaper changes into the toilet before putting the diapers in the laundry. The only bathroom in the house was on the second floor, two stories from the laundry machines.
1969: Found a rat in the basement while bringing the laundry down to the laundry machines. We later refitted the sewer pipes and mixed concrete with glass to keep the rats out.
1969: While digging out my Scoutmaster's basement, and working on the farm, I was introduced to alcohol. I was told: "Work like a man, drink like a man!"
1970: After cleaning up from work at our uncles farm, my step-father's powers of creation displays. While I don't remember what happened after the posturing began, we prayed the Rosary that night, and I reported that incident and others in therapy.
1974: Required to provide a colonic to my brother before he went to bed. After greasing the stopcock, I asked if he'd like to insert it himself, he said: "No, Mom always does it for me".
1975: Asked to strip my work-clothes in the mudroom before going into the house, but approached from behind, my step-father's attention becomes more difficult to avoid while picking them up to put them in the washer.
Even if I was offended by a father I didn't know well, or the emergence of a power of creation we don't always have control over, after careful study of spiritual teachings, I realize that we'll only be able to have the advantage of conscious contact with God if we let love happen. God can grant us the awareness we need to be conscious of His judgements, though we may not always be able to take it. Our parents may not be the best example of God in our lives, but when we're children, there no more reliable example to turn to. We're not always sure how these powers manifest, or take shape and, because the work we do sometimes prevents us from the awareness we need to determine how things like this happen, and even if it's right or wrong, encountering evidence of love ought to be treated with respect, and followed by reverence.
1975: While dreaming of a young girl in bed, my step-dad watches through my bedroom window outside in the dark.
1975: Interrogated by my Step-Father repeatedly asking "Why do you leave the lights on?" (Until I realized that I may have brought on his behavior by doing so, his questions tortured me).
1976: Felt up by my boss while on the job.
1976: Beaten-up by the side-kick of 'the boss', who also told me not to be the spokesperson for the crew.
Spring 1978: Went with a friend to get a job out of State. I thought we'd both get hired, but he didn't, and it may have been my assumptions that cost him the time and money to travel out there to apply.
Summer 1978: Lost all my belongings when I left my work camp for a weekend with the family (The thief left my hardhat with defecation in it, and a sock he wiped with).
Fall of 1978: Went to work down south for a while and witnessed my step mother peel the scab off my half brother's penis after his circumcision. He cried, but there was nothing I could do about it. I don't really know why I had to see that happen, but its troubled me ever since.
1978: While working for a restaurant in the area, I was required to take a lie detector test (someone stole silverware from the facility).
Summer 1979: Discussed concerns about my step-father's behavior with my uncle, a Priest. He suggestively motioned with his eyes to join him in my bed.
1979: Drug and alcohol induced spiritual experience while fishing on a lake with a friend.
1979: Walked off the job at the Sod Farm after being required to spread feces from my old neighborhood on the field.
1980: Fell to my knees in a shower as I recalled a repressed memory while in treatment for alcoholism.
Fall 1981: Disciplined my brother while medicated on tranquilizers by striking him when he refused to go to bed by 10:30 PM (my mother's expectation of me require me to do so).
1982: Started experiencing new energy as a result of daily meditation, and guidance from a good friend.
1984: As a young man, my significant other wrote a poem describing me as the dream of a little girl, challenging my efforts to secure our relationship.
1982: My partner decided to abort my child. I was early in sobriety, and she asked me to be discrete about our relationship, so roll plays she initiated with me (including forced sex) may have served as an honorable explanation for her behavior.
1984: Enjoyed a new sense of freedom when living on my own and returning to school.
1984: A biohazard sign is hung on my door when hospitalized by recurring trauma because I was placed in an apartment with a person infected by HIV. Resulting negativity leads to damaging opinions.
1986: Shortly after hosting a Christmas Party for my family, my girlfriend attempts suicide, and I find myself groping on my hands and knees on the floor of my apartment with no light in my imagination for what might have caused such a thing to occur.
1989: Someone told a police officer, who told the Mother of my Daughter, that 'white stuff' was found on my daughter's body in the hospital (A white waxy substance is normally on the skin of newborns).
February 1990: Had a disagreement with my grandmother about the placement of my daughter with my step-dad to get him off my back, but FALSE ALLEGATIONS made in a report dated 2-28-1990 ruined my opportunity to deal with the problems in court. I don't know who made the statements, but the report claims my mother spoke to the Lieutenant listed in the report by meeting with her shortly later.
1990: While trying to adjudicate parental rights, a witness said I would 'cut my daughter's ears off'.
1992: Lost my home and moved to another State to make my way.
1992: Someone I met in a coffee shop said she was making arrangements to experiment on Autistic Children by using vibration.
1994: Sued for child support by the Mother of my second Daughter by Long-arm Petition while trying to become self supporting.
1996: Organized in an effort to close a Hospital by ending County based referrals. (Hospital Staff was accused of causing the deaths of three patients while improperly restrained).
1996: Recruited to work as an advocate for vulnerable adults in the health care system.
1997: Granted a conditional release after being convicted of reckless driving (for driving on a flat).
October 1998: Encountered a Hate Crime Scene while traveling to ask about a confession made by my daughter because I couldn't get anything done by telephone.
This example does not provide a prosectution - its not supposed to. The goal is to show how easy it is to overlook the real causes and conditions of our circumstances, and the danger of attempting to do this work on our own. The government does not have to stop defamation, but others can and do.
In a prior effort to report, the author shared what was apparently inflammatory information - we believe it lead to an assault.
Is that wrong? Because a violent crime took place, the information used to justify it has to be 'toned down'. Offensive language must be removed, and ambiguity is safe - not crazy, or unreliable. There are many reports, and usually at least two reporters: the author, and the publisher. Perhaps the most tragic problem of all, is that the Internet can never really represent Itself. Its always representing others.
Our reputations may be sullied by ambiguous or unreliable accounts, but decisions made by the Courts can ruin our lives. If our only remaining opportunity for a safe defense or passage online becomes compromised, then we'll have no recourse at all.
While we may be mocked in our efforts to do so, God is not mocked, and we're seeking new accounts every day, but will it help them, or become harmful? We believe that without these lessons, it will become harmful to innocent children - and deadly to us all. Prior to this, that is how we were taught! Our powers of awareness during crisis are feeble, especially when traumatized.
Because the author was unaware of the consequences of his bad swing, he failed to respond to his friend's need for recovery. But what's become clear, is that God's effort to forgive them both is at work. These are difficult challenges fo face when we're young children, but we've been able to overcome our human failure to make things right by witnessing what God can do in these works. We're lucky to be able to pass it on.
Please see: Project Details for an example of the kinds of problems we've encountered with spoken language, and lessons in general.
An entry from 2017 was deleted from this record, but the report was also emailed to the landlord and law enforcement so I will not provide it again.
2-8-2020: Found corruptions to the copy of my log I keep on my phone. Fraudulent claims made in the copy on my phone include: