Update at 2:55 pm: I'm on my way now to the clerk's office to pay my rent, courtesy of grandma. The glare from the light in yesterday's image of my battered face—a consequence of having been brutalized over the last three days by demons and their people—must have been a sign of a bright morning coming up, in that, today, I reclaimed my apartment (legally, that is): After three days of continuous, around-the-clock blows to the head by demons and their human counterparts, including neighborhood residents, San Jose State University students and homeless patrons at the MLK, Jr., Public Library, VTA bus riders, and lawyers at the Santa Clara County Courthouse; these are all residents of San Jose, which has "become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird." [ Revelation 18:2 ] Just an hour ago, the Honorable Derek Woodhouse, Judge of the Superior Court of California, granted my request to keep my...
My inevitable demise, daily.