Dear Reader, I wish I could tell you that you're going to survive this.

However circumstances have changed. I've looked at your deeds and it has been determined you deserve a ending. I know you don't know me and already dislike me, but so what? You see I was there when you cheated on your spouse certainly enjoyed yourself that day. Your kids are at your mom or aunt house aren't they? During night time you and your "friends" bullied someone to death though accidental. I can tell you regretted it after-all I was nearby recording the event as it unfolded. As the evidence piles up I won't personally destroy your life and legacy, but your husband may. I'll leave it to him, as I send him the 2 files of your cheating and the manslaughter. However I prefer a direct approach unfortunately you killed my sister. These are matters I'll handle before anyone else. By the way who that next to your car window? Oh its me!! When you get to hell tell him Kelles sent you. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Hah what a day.

In the midst moving the tall silver ladder so the man could climb down he decided to jump off the metal building and land on the stone platform then to ground of rocks. Looking at him saying "hey that was dangerous". Then a caucasian male lawyer came out with his client (defendant) into the area nearby our group. He was talking to her confirming that he could have her case wrapped up in about two weeks.

Taking a quick glance up seen ant sized dot which was chalked up as nothing. A few minutes later a giant rock came down and hit the lawyer. We certainly thought he was dead getting hit by a rock that size and seeing blood bits . Fortunately he was alive the back of his head, his shoulder, and back seemed only glanced . That explains why he was able to stand back up, but the damage sustained was still massive. The client was crying her eyes out. The last update was he didn't fully recover until two years later and as for what happen to the client we didn't know.

That day it's been on

Since the one-day I was born

Fighting live demons

Soldier resources are gone

Carry on life bleak

Vision blurry no water

Food scarce lacking health

The word renewal of mind

I see it was me

The Most High he led me on

Presence made me strong

He gave me today and stayed

He who speaks through the soul knows the truth has been told. Those who simply speak are under mind control. Simply regurgitation of what has been said. Ceased talking to them because they did not heed to truth nor wanted to know. As long their life is comfortable they don't care what lies they were sold. That life is what makes them hold. Threaten their materials and their will fold. They always have that excuse I didn't a choice, but in the end you chose to listen their voice.

I am completely drawing a blank, but one thing did come to mind. The night I had 50-100 dreams in one night. Mind blogging? Mind-breaking I'd say. I've had all types of crazy dreams experiences, but never that many in a night. I don't remember not a single one. I'm only certain of a number past 40, but no more than 100. I was way beyond overwhelmed. I was brain fried. The closest description I can give is a bullet made of dreams/experiences/memories was shot into my head and spread throughout the nerves of the brain then dissipated when I woke up. Only the heart remembers it now.

Few years ago back then you lashed out at whatever you liked. At the job, on the street, online, at school etc... I admit you do have good taste however, I suppressed you here or there depending on circumstance. You looked at me as if I was crazy. If it wasn't for my man ''Reason'' I may have agreed. You may not be picky, but I am. I was able to stop you then because my boy "Will" came through strong. Years have passed and you have been silent, too silent... If back then you were a flashy open blade, then now you are a tightly sheaved blade waiting to strike. As if you're amassing power to surpass the weakening seal placed upon you, and by extension my team. You have gained the things I've lost. You're waiting for an opportunity, at my weakest to attack my mind and gain control over me to become a menace. You are right to do so I cannot always be strong. There may be an opportunity sometime soon. Why am I telling you this? Well you're a part of me vice-versa how could I not accept you?

Attention, I'm speaking with precision. Listen, it's your decision. Without the present, the past, and the future, you can forget it. I used to confide in one who said they had lived several times. Are you one who treats your visions or dreams as past lives? That's fine maybe or not confirmed, so reaffirm now is what you got. Last opportunity. Last shot. Even if what you say is true, you better live like it's your last. You don't know how many more chances you have. Look pass the petrified past, the present propelling is relevant. Present is past and future.