NK,
If after you read this, and want to know more, you are humbly welcome to 
know in full, the complete truth as to why Bin Laden of all things chose 
jets against America.  This is being told from me, nobody else but me at 
present and I am one of three involved. Okay?  I hope someday, your 
borders will open, and we can all smoke large amounts of marijuana for 
days and nights on end.  I do completely understand why you are armed 
with nuclear weapons and in no way object.  We the USA are seen as 
bullies and we are no doubt.  We've cost you huge economic problems and 
for that, alone, you are more than right to your actions.  Anyone to 
dispute that ain't playing with a full deck.4
William Mahler
https://mahlers.net/life-as-a-mental-health-patient.htm
Last night.
I lay in bed well past midnight.  Janet approached. I'm the only one 
person physically in the room.  My mind, spasms.  Janet said "he's 
having spasms".  OkCupid.  There is a Kristina who could easily also be 
Kylie Jenner.  Krinstina, in my mind, nudging my mind, a pleasant 
polarizing nudge, consistently.  Rest, non tense, closing, yet leaving 
room to be acutely attentive and aware.  Biting, at the base of you 
know, the one place a man should not be bit.  I've not felt that since 
probably earlier this century.  Janet implies "she bit you".  Janet upon 
viewing my mind with Kristina said "that's what we're afraid of". 
Janet, afraid of me being with Kylie Jenner?  Thats taken seriously with 
a chuckle.  But, to be with Bruce Jenner in my life personally?  Can't 
argue I've got distaste for him but respect him.  That's who Kylie is 
connected to.  Kylie Jenner, biting me last night? Its who I saw in this 
imagination, purely imagination.  But I know I'm talking soul. One if 
not the most sought after woman in the USA, most beautiful, influential 
young mothers in the USA and she approaches with ease inside my head?  I 
can see the possibility of her launching a lawsuit literally for saying 
that.  But its the damn truth.  She soothed me, she got me to relax my 
mind, not Janet, Kylie aka Kristina. For a while there, I was near 
unconscious in a alert state of mind.  To actually feel my heart, let a 
woman get to me to feel my heart, pump, live with untold emotion, not 
even my music does that to me when I make it.  It's as if I am 
physically ignorant to myself regarding anything than the occasional 
chuckle and the all too familiar cries, tears, whimpers, it's pain and 
I'm absolutely lucky I don't feel the sheer unhinged pain that everyone 
felt due to Janet, Chris and I.  Why anyone hasn't simply put a bullet 
through my head yet or I've not hung myself is only Gods knowledge.  Who 
do I want in my mind, my soul, my personal life intimately?  I've gone 
on record to say, for me to be with anyone in New York is a suicide 
mission, nothing short of that.  But, who else?  Traveling from Florida 
to Boston by bus, winter 2005-6, within less than 100 yards maybe of 
crossing into New York from New Jersey, torrential rain flooded the 
windshield and stayed relentlessly that way until that same bus crossed 
into Connecticut.  This is utterly and entirely New York talking to me 
and nobody but me alone on a nearly full bus, Trust me there is not one 
living person on the planet that will ever make a dent into my mind to 
question why it was raining that day.  To say New York was grieving with 
and for me is hopefully the Gods honest truth. To say it was New Yorks 
way of saying, we don't want  you on our soil, we are washing our state 
while you are here, you we blame and are evil, is absolutely my thoughts 
on the subject.  May seem a bit of a stretch and if you do think that, 
maybe you can't comprehend truth.  Is this bragging?  God I hope not. 
Kylie aka Kristina? Ah yea, a soul stirring woman any man would consider 
dying for including me.  But was she directly in New York?  Is she a 
direct survivor?  Nope.  Do I deserve, certainly a survivor would be 
outright abused by God to put me in her romantic life.  You understand 
the things I'm conceiving.  At least Bruce, entirely innocent of 091101 
is gifted the ability I don't deserve.  It's plainly why despite who and 
what Janet, Chris and I are to this nation, why Bruce is incalculably 
the go to creative force to tell it like it is.  As far back as 1981 
when friend and neighbor John Rivoli introduced me to his Springsteen 
collection, with "The River" slated to be released.  I grasped who Bruce 
was and knew his work spoke.  "Something In The Nighr"  he lived that. 
"Factory" if his dad didn't, his close friends dad did.  "Badlands" 
maybe he wasn't in the actual land of badlands, eventually no doubt he's 
been there.  Considering his turmoil at the time, "Badlands" speaks 
complete justifiable truth for him and for anyone.  "For the ones who 
had a notion, a notion deep inside, that it ain't no sin to be glad 
you're alive' Holy !!!!, descriptive beyond my reckoning as an artist. 
"Adam Raised A Cain" his version of actually himself standing in the 
rain as his dad stood in the doorway, both with the same hot blood in 
their veins.  Um, personally speaks complete truth to my relationship 
with my father inside and out like no other I know. So, yoiu begin to 
perceive from a mere few examples his profound ways of truth speak.  Now 
I know for certain why he's my only choice to tell this story.  No other 
has been really considered.  In the UK, the biggest band since the 
Beatles, Queen, they barely scratched the surface with two songs, "We 
Believe" & "Through The Night" but their new material creative days are 
reportedly long done and gone, truly a travesty.  Adam Lambert in my 
opinion, other than myself along with Brian, Roger and Spike Edney can 
no doubt come up with music almost if not more profound as "Bohemian 
Rhapsody".  I'm serious.  Bruce is equally on par yet entirely, perhaps 
the closest he's come to writing material on par with Queen, is maybe, 
"Radio Nowhere".  Bruce is a life story teller personifed, aptly and in 
detail giving the listener a visionary account of a persons life. 
Queen?  There are exceptions, the completely precognitive, prescient 
1974 song of HIV/AIDS "The Prophets Song" is as serious a song you'll 
ever hear from anyone.  No one to my knowledge of music had at the time 
approached the thought of HIV/AIDS and Brian May writes, perhaps 
cryptically but clearly of the subject.  So now you know, how I learned 
to make "Prelude To September 11, 2001 - Leonda (I'm Coming Home)", 
created and recorded in front of a audience, the Prodigal Son coffee 
house, August 29, 2001.  But I'm letting you in one when my song first 
came from my lips in front of John Rivoli, 1982 just on the border of 
his driveway along with "Got Me World Wide' the only time from then 
until August 29, 2001 it came from me and literally for every nano note 
and second the same.  In a sense, that's what sector cell terrorists do 
and I'm that type of musician as well. From all this, I'm debating as to 
whether or not, you perhaps believe of me to have an oversized ego.