I was in jail.

I remember it.

It felt... if I didn't scream outloud the things that I've been through or had erred (err'd, erred, errored). GOD was going to see me as invalid.

I was in jail for stalking essentially because I couldn't let go of the idea that due to my own abuse as a child and having to almost cross boundaries of committing the same or related atrocities; my embarrassed in having no one to speak to due to uncomfortability had me to lose the opportunity to speak to a girl that I would've fallen out of heaven for.

Thus you hear or read this and read, and claim I am a stalker and nothing more: when in my reality and to what GOD be. My witness for... I wanted to talk, I wanted to know by someone more-so the person I can boldly say I loved with little knowledge for shamefully admittedly to myself and not others situations, she led me to christ just by existing.

I have said everything and will continue to be an honest as possible for impossible is to no possibility to a GOD that cares so much for me that a chance would be presented to leverage proper understanding and healing to those in need to avoid imprisonment of a broken heart.

The complications of after jail and being medicated in psych wards... if someone was able to hear the fullness of my stories and not judge based on initial...

Can you see me?

Can you see me trying?

Can you imagine for a single moment there is something I call GOD through my body that others also have that can show the world that silence screams louder than words?

Even there I fault to say not fully because I wanted others to know it also is in them.

Can you imagine there is a GOD inside of me that wants to help people before it is too late?

An energy?

Some call it the indomitable human spirit.

...

There is so much story and you extend not my trial, instead sentence me to a death of my own mind?

This is as atrocious as rape itself.

I will tell my story even if I look terrible as a flesh because my GOD is a spirit.

My GOD can show up in those moments even through you and though many a times I can speak as a man; GOD is always seeking truth.

Ye, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.

I'll do my best.

Please don't get in the way and instead fight to make your own paths straight.

We are making way for something greater than man.