More Thoughts On My Case.

And I wanted to add. Someone at some point is going to try to talk me out of all this, exposing it all. Exposing the secret techniques and agendas of the police and other authorities involving the mentally ill and others. Limiting their their driving, observing them, harassing them, making them think they can read their minds, or whatever that was all about (like I said using trigger words and just knowing their psych record when you thought they couldn't). And all along with this informal agreement they have in some place in Michigan like Detroit, informal agreement with the police. Where the mentally ill and handicapped are followed around and harassed, all while the other residents get away with all manner of terrible things. Abuse, felonies, thefts, crimes against the handicapped, crimes against their children and spouses, and maybe even lesser included forms of murder. All while they do that. And who, even the police, would disagree that shows a disgusting and special contempt of the law and for justice?

The police will ask me to stop someday I'm sure. Maybe even the mental health authority in Michigan, and whoever else is involved. But I will not, not ever. I was sent by Fate to expose this all. And I will, I will. Till the day I die.