The Court is like an empty vessel with no one at the wheel. I am struggling to break in and control.

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Ahoy! .... Vic, in San Francisco !

I need competent help, in Wheel House
I am tired and rain-wet and cold.

It is not words and talk that I need now.

I came back from breakfast at 4:00PM, and I am without a clear thought to go forward with; and the man at the wheel has gone.

I fear the ship may hit a rock and sink.
The Court is like an empty vessel with no one at bridge. I am struggling to break in and control.

My feeling of confidence is gone.
I will return to my bed and pray to my God for his help.

Just be my witness old friend.
The Devil is playing in my mind.

Please ask my God to help me;  Please-Me!

It is like I am back and living in my car again.

I must not let the Montreal Court do more harm to me and others.
 

Don

I wrote this page several months ago. djw

 

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