Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer

Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer
And in the End was the Word, Amy's Word

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Saturday, April 30, 2016

I Met Elvis

In Clifton Springs is a hospital, formerly a Sanitarium.  It is rumored that Elvis came there in the nineteen sixties for a time to dry out.  He died, incidentally on the day my captor grandfather, Boris, died.  August 16, 1977.  I was out on a date with my major focus, Joe Liss to see a Linda Rhonstandt concert.   I met Elvis when he was in the Sanitarium and then was programmed to forget the event.  I was probably six or seven years old and the rumors of my fantastic genetics were out in the rich and famous crowd.  This event must have fueled the envy that has caused me suffering.  The suffering is in the form of multiple personalities and sex abuse.  My Angel tells me that I did meet him.

Incidently Hor-crux, is a code.  whore/cross.  I am the whore and the the Nazi/KKK have supplied me with the cross.

My mother always put down Elvis, which was unjustified.  He has a really nice voice and he wanted a more peaceful equitable world......

This is a sort of Horcrux piece of knowledge..................about my life.

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