My Third Novel's Conclusion, My Heartbreak

My heart begins to break when I think about completing this particular book -- because this narrative has sustained me like no other story I've known. It's both more personal and more universal than my other works. But beyond memory and archetype, it's a cri-de-coeur about needing to become the person one is destined to be. And in the writing, I have met my own life's work, my own fated journey -- having the sense all the while that the pages are suffused with a resonance, an energy, an electrified field that defies explanation. Writers hope and pray to be overtaken by a work in this way -- to be conscripted into passionate service of a profound story. To experience it even once in a lifetime seems a great privilege. I still have several months before this novel is complete, and this constitutes my reprieve. Because I'm not ready for the beauty to end.




Saturday, February 3, 2024

Allegation of Prion Disease Transmission Perpetrated by the FBI on the Night of February 2nd/3rd of 2024

 OIG Hotline, I regret to disclose that FBI affiliates this morning appeared to threaten the agency's recent intentional transmission to me of prion disease, likely CJD, given the rapidity of onset.

My left hand shows an insect-type "bite," and, in February, in our area of California, we really don't have biting insects indoors.  This "bite" appeared last night, February 2nd to February 3rd, 2024.

For those unaware of prion disease in general, here are a few noteworthy facts:

This is the bite area on the outer edge of my left hand:




Given other atrocities committed recently by the FBI and its affiliates, I do view this threat as within the FBI's capabilities, and certainly, as consistent with the worst possible motives the agency has demonstrated in other cases toward my family members and myself.

I would respectfully request immediate outreach at this time.

Thank you for allowing me to express these concerns.


Lane MacWilliams

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