Invictus...


Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

Throughout the 35 years that this subhuman slime has attempted to destroy me psychologically, drive me into committing either suicide or murder, they have completely and utterly failed.  They will continue to fail.

They are truly disgusting, tyrannical and utterly psychotic human beings.  They are truly pitiable.  Beyond pathetic, to truly pitiable.

I won't even summon the energy required to hate them.  They are beneath contempt.

So I will press on until I draw my final breath.

For much of my life, I worked with honorable men. "Honor" is not a word in their lexicons.

They are also very likely pedophiles, fucking their own children from a very young age.  They are totally disgusting, contemptible creatures and I just flip them off and press on.

I will never quit.  I will never, ever quit!

And, jackals, baby rapers, torturers, murderers, you may believe that you will live forever, but you won't.  Hell, bitterly icy, totally isolated, utterly black hell awaits you when you cross over.  Have a nice trip.

Enjoy.

I have recently received several hits from South Korea.  Go figger...

Been a while since I've posted.  Have been under severe electronic attack for three or four weeks.  FUCK THEM!

They are constantly stealing stuff when I'm gone.  Things from the fridge, items of clothing, and so forth.  I could care less.

I believe they are doing a slow-kill on me.  I'm not concerned.  I'm 75 and have lived a life that few can dream of. The good and the bad, of course, but, all things considered, it has been one hell of a ride!

I haven't feared death since 1966.  I do not fear her now.

God is great!

Never quit!

Never, ever quit!

Dammit, Stalked In Oklahoma!  I have emailed you several times!  Nothing!  If you are still alive, if the jackals have not finally succeeded in killing you, PLEASE contact me!  Please.