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Written in response to: "Write about someone who must fit their whole life in one suitcase." as part of Gone in a Flash.

Fuck!! Fuck!! Fuck!! How to get my whole life in one box? It’s impossible. How do you put the full-size elephant into a Safeway bag? Take the S off of safe in the F of the way. Right. Listen the objects it’s a memory behind the objects the energy behind the objects to the objects represent and remembering them in the object with them. Objects aren’t objects, they’re the memory of the object. it’s all gonna do with Tim O’Brien on this every object every memory everything this is gonna be like reading rapper rules of order fourth edition put and you’ll understand why this is not reasonable.

So let’s start with the books books aren’t just books their lessons and memories like the Evil B B Chow. This was signed by the author it’s irreplaceable or the O’Brien book the things they carried also signed my yearbooks. Those are replaceable. Remember where I was when I got into these objects I remember who I was with and why I was there and I do have memory issues in these objects help me remember, but I got into what I go with my legal guardian. Legal guardianship is modern board for slavery. None of the laws apply to me and I pissed them off by saying the wrong thing again they told me that if I signed the guardianship papers I would get to stay here. They lied. If I lie I need to be titled lesson they lie I need to be taught a lesson. The lesson is don’t trust people of their religion. I’m not allowed to participate in my religion, but I’m forced to participate in theirs. This is legal guardianship. This is slavery. But who cares? I looked at the tie several times. I don’t like change with others like change. Should say I don’t like change that I’m not in charge of I think that’s what most people think of the 500 mile March concentration camps in California. nobody enjoyed those nobody likes being put in a place. They don’t want to stay and my local guardian want me to live by them. I know I don’t like this place cause I lived there for two years. The only thing that there was old people and I’m young. They have a small baseball team and I’m not into sports. I screwed up again. I screwed up cause my disability but forget about the EEOCDADA none of that matters all that matters is the legal guardianship but why did you sign that? I heard you say if you knew that they were like this why did you sign it because they told me that if I signed it to get to stay here I get to keep my stuff and if I did, didn’t they throw everything? I have a way and they said they went anyway, but that’s how abuse with people think they they threaten you if you do what they say, they use the power they have to threaten you more. the crazy cycle. But the state doesn’t require people we’re getting wardens as a legal guardian to be tested for any psychological or physical damage. If someone could fill out the paperwork, somebody with cognitive capability could be a legal guardian, but without any testing. They have to take a BA class and i don’t mean bachelor of science. Think about it anyone who wanted to control someone could take someone to court if they win on this person decide where they live what they own, who their friends are it’s an abusive dream come true and it’s a warden’s nightmare.

I could appeal. It was supposed to be allowed to peel most supposed to be allowed to go in Bozeman report. Things called the police if I want to, but if I do these things, I’ll become a warden of the state and everything going to be thrown away, but everything I have is going to throw away anyway fit everything in the one box and that’s in someone if someone told the legal guardian that put your whole house in the one box it’s an impossibility. But they did the same thing to the people in Africa with the middle passage in the same to use in the holocaust they sold it, but they’re not even gonna sell it. They’re just gonna throw it in the trash. I think it belongs to belong is someone who’s supposed to have superior motives it doesn’t feel like they do so I have to learn to numb to feel like callus. Nothing. Feelings or what got me into this mess I didn’t think anyone was listening, but they were the walls of yours knocking in the door thought about time we got out of the window with the hotel, but the window wouldn’t open and it might not be tall enough. Remember the essay: “Suicide is what happens when the pain becomes greater than your ability to cope with the pain.” it’s nothing bad that’s just what it is.

The test results said then I’ll tell you at lack of sleeping cause of false negative. They don’t believe me when I tell them that the doctor is 100% right all the time there must be a God. This is what the number show there’s no chance to get better that’s what she said the doctor which means there’s no chance of hope. Maybe that’s not the story ends. I could appeal myself being done in the garbage anyway, so what do I have to lose? I’ve already lost marriage or it to drive where to buy things. What else is there? What’s the point as God “are you there God it’s me” and no one will ever know me. Think about me like the people in the commercials where the children is stopping in Africa watch it you feel bad and then you go on. I’m like those shit in the bathroom so I’m not starving yet. I was in the past, but I’m not anymore. I’m just every day and I almost live in America.

Posted Mar 10, 2026
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