Poor Homer, before this disease he loved my explaining, as memories came back and filled in stories I told him over the decades, now… Well…. It is harder to remember, so he reads the blog…

I tried explaining to him how it was working in my brain, with the over whelming amount of memories appearing and I said it’s like a family reunion and you scream across the room, “hey been a while lets catch up”, long time no see, or it’s a party of voices saying and screaming….

I am here, let me in, basically like the Dune character that fights the voices and looses, me…

I am grabbing a few big ass bowls and let them have fun and totally veg to the past…

Only caveat, still no violent memories other than the ones I write about… Neurologist was reasonably sure I wouldn’t get those back… He was surprised I remembered the ones I speak of and I told him, I knew, a 14 year old kid genius knew what was being stolen and may never get back… I knew!!!

They stole so much from me for a secret that destroyed my brother, and will ultimately take down the rest…

I know from other testing, things are pretty fixed, but never say never… It took me from 2017 to figure out El Paso overdosed me on the table… My brain was still healing and they could have killed me!!!

Neuro has been right about the violent memories, everything else, well that bowl is waiting…

chow

I remember…

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