To: Ms Vbsatiton

Nice to see you today. Looks like you have a new job and new wardrobe. I could see in your eyes you are better. Thanks of the ride. See you again.

Glad you got a new off road car too or was that a loaner?

Kismet

vbsatitonhamctrd

H

Kismet

new logos

i love twitter

Tamsin Egerton ‏@egerton_tamsin  Oct 18

Whether you Think you can, or think you can't you're always right.

Sense8

 

Think long and hard what you say about your last seduction

Thinking of you.......vbsatiton

If the shoe fits vbsa

well said

👽👽👽🦄🍉

The energy is uncontrollable

Nice work Frank👽

 

breathe

OCTOBER 19, 2016 For Everyone: There are no surprises today if push comes to shove and polarized emotions grow out of control. Our passions have been gaining strength and today's conjunction between macho Mars and tyrannical Pluto can force us up against the wall. Thankfully, the clever Gemini Moon introduces the gift of gab into the equation, which can replace an open conflict with verbal sparring or a meaningful debate. Harmonious lunar aspects indicate a peaceful outcome.

for the record - someday I like to have a time line to the events

Sent from my iPhone

Begin forwarded message:

From: "Henry McClure" <mcre@cox.net>
Date: October 17, 2016 at 10:58:21 PM CDT
To: asbv41
Subject: go figure

I do not know why I felt your presents the moment you walked in to bullfrogs.

I can’t tell you why I predicted your failed marriage to moment I touched your hand.

I do not understand why today I know when you are awake and what you are thinking.

I do know there will come a day when you need me and I will be there for you because of this connection.

Be well.

Thanks

H

Henry McClure

785.383.9994 Direct

Time kills deals

what is real

It is sad when you realize your feelings are not reciprocated. The love you projected was not recived or absorbed at the level transmitted.  You had expectations................that never existed. H

Today what I'm coping with ........

Saturday, October 08, 2016

Henry McClure

5307 SW 28th Street

Topeka, KS 66614

RE: Limited Power of Attorney

Dear Henry:

Please help me to live a sober life. In order to facilitate my sobriety I authorize you to speak on my behalf the following authorities and institutions to walk the path to sobriety and freedom.  

1. Meet with my court appointed attorney to assess my current situation to evaluate the existing conditions of my probation and ramifications of entering into a treatment plan. Help me to decide my legal future with existing counselor to hire new counsel.

2. Meet with my employer and get in writing an employment deal to take to court and pray for a work release deal.

3. Please work on admitting me to and intuition to detox.  

4. Meet with DA in 3 District Court to renegotiate a new deal to stay in compliance with existing sentenced and any modifications that might arise from requesting detox and further consequences from any day to day issues from requesting modifying existing probation.      

Respectfully,

voice of reason

I feel your dance of sadness. Remember those trying to hold you or keep you down are already beneath you. Giving an x another chance is like giving them another bullet to shoot you again and again. Focus on you and not any one else to bring you Joy.  Go forward my friend. :) I love you. 

Duke

John Wayne has it going on - click a see for yourself.

vbsa - look your pen! yikes

This is too powerful to keep a secret .... I know you asked me to keep it between us.....you lied once.

HOW I BECAME A MADMAN

      You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen -- the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives -- I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, "Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves." 
      Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me. 
      And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, "He is a madman." I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks." 
      Thus I became a madman. 
      And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us. 
      But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief.