Thankyou

To those cult spookespersons in Texas in the early 1990's.

Thank you for the trauma. Thank you for the ghosts I still live with.

You called me a liar. You called me unbalanced. You, the people who joined a sex cult called a child born there who could not imagine such a life, "promiscusous."

I hear that one of you apologized to a friend of mine for whatever your role was in a commune where she lived.

But apparently I do not count. You and the James Penns of this world try to vindicate Merry Berg or Moses David Zerby (note the coincidental last names). But we are nothing.

When I die, you will not even make the connection.

Happy New Years, but remember KARMA. Do not forget Karma.