Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer

Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer
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Sunday, February 21, 2016

Memories...Coalescing

Way back in 1994, I graduated nursing school and was hired at Clifton Springs Hospital and Clinic.  I met the doctors while on I was on duty.  One doctor, who I know was Jewish as he wore a yarmulke, behaved in a way that was memorable.  He bowed his head and said that it was an honor to meet me--he was a little shaky.  I thought...whoa..just who might I be?  I was medicated for a phony diagnosis of mental illness.  This was done so that I would be stupid to the fact that I was a sex slave in other personalities.  The drugs given to me made it difficult for me to think.  I relate this story on the anniversary of the Convention of Psychotropic substances in Vienna. (1971) I believe that my mistreatment by the American government would most certainly be a violation of my rights, be they human or not.

So dear Doctor Arthur Ash....Thank-you for the brief smidgen of truth that hinted to me something about myself.  While I could not imagine then, that my mother was a Holocaust survivor, and that you and I were connected via faith,...I can realize it now.

There is certainly an agenda around my life.   It is an interesting multicultural fairy tale.  I am delighted that God chose me to work on his team.  Peace.


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