Doc GM's Political Messenger Vol. XlX Edition XVl

 In 6 Days I Am To Attend a Tribunal Administratiff Hearing, From Having Being Unjustly Arrested Twice

                 Tax dollars being consumed trying to get me liberated at TAQ hearings, from unjustly being arrested. Still trying to reduce medication levels and get off certain medications so I can give blood again, assuming I am not too old yet. I will leave that for the Courts and TAQ hearings with Judges, Lawyers, Doctors and me. The communist bourgoise of Doctors, Lawyers and Judges that try can control individuals deemed a threat to society as mental health consumers like me, from  my first arrest which was totaly uncalled for. The TAQ hearing will be for the Psychiatrist making a motion for me to be followed by another hospital in my region, I signed for the transfer yesterday and the motion will be submitted to the TAQ. Perhaps I will be treated better under another leadership by a mental healrh team, where my science and engineering will not be deemed delusional.

                                With science and the computer digital era, I though I had lost art to a Baliff's container, but some of the lost art, low and behold, I am finding it stored as attachments in the digital age. Thus I am getting some copies even although I lost the originals.  I am building my art collection once again as I pass the time, while having a small collect of my art displayed in a dry cleaner in my neighbourhood.I have also joined a team of individuals putting out a publication and meeting dead lines with the group.

                                 I have no real deadlines for my blog, I have been winging it for sometime now as a mental health consumer, working around the stygma of psychiatry, by professionals in the field or general populus. Ironicly it is Canada's Indigenous Peoples day on the 30th of September, that is the day of my TAQ hearing, what will become of me. I am re-posting a piece of art done from Indigenous art lessons, it is below:

  

I am not wanting to write much more today, after a two hour Tribunal hearing, it was nerve racking and exhausting. Ironically, my shirt and tie I wore today, had an orange flare to it like the orange nose of my "Hound Dog" art in oil pastel. I got my Mother to buy me a shirt and tie to get out of long term care. Now it is orange day theme for the 30th of September  for Indiginous peoples and  me by my own Godly demise somehow with a Tribunal hearing to be liberated from the courts one day.

Doc GM's Political Messenger Vol. XlX Edition XV

 20 Years Since 9/11 in New York

                What a memory that I do not really want to talk or write about, I was monitoring Short Wave radio, the recording I had of the radio broadcast disappeared on me, it was a bit of a war march to rally people that consisted of the station's audiance, it was late into the night I listened to the war march, fell a sleep and woke up to the World Trade Center coming down by terrorists.

                        I prayed like a lot of people in disbelief with watching the Trade Center coming down on live TV, I was watching TV at a friends place living next door to me. At some point after the structure was secured from coming crashing to the ground, I prayed for the First Responders and innocent people, to rise  together and take the stairway to heaven as a Pheonex rising while doing a burn't offering, for it is a lot to deal with, as  people through the  remembering stages.  Lest We Forget Not.