Individuals: Part 14

this is just a fleeting update to let you know that I am looking for new information about my genetics as we speak. Even my own doctor is without proper knowledge of the species and our discernible traits that separate us from you. She had to research in basically fifteen minutes in her office to come up with a trial game-plan on how to deal with me. I tried to keep in touch with the "leading authority" via e-mail but the woman in question has written me off as a "kook" or village idiot. In today's day and times it is not unusual for someone or many ones to claim superiority or alien existence to mankind, even if the alien existence is still terrestrial to this planet.

With renewed fervor, I will make a point to spend at least and hour each evening to that end. There has to be texts or manuscripts somewhere that has the genealogy and possibly biographies of ancestors and how they carried on daily. I will even write a second letter to the lady doctor at Harvard in the hopes she will see I am not some crazy fetish queen looking for fifteen minutes of fame. I have valuable information to pass along to her and her studies and feel a collaboration and a rewriting of our "tale," if you will, will not be out of the question. She needs this documentation and I need to get things right. It's what I do and even if she refuses, I am more than certain there are several dozens who will be happy to help me write a handbook for my peoples. So few of us but I can feel an uprising and have noticed the numbers climbing through the years. Could be the "not willing to seek medical attention" anomaly but I like to think of it as we are coming back and much needed at this time. The world is threatened by global warming and holy wars and what not. Chicken Little runs through the streets almost daily to ring the bell of doom for humankind. I see darkness and dark days ahead and the need for my kind to have more numbers. Otherwise, why else would a dormant gene lay still for 500 years and suddenly pick the loudest fat chick it can cling to and make her life a living hell. Tonight I sit and write this as well as several other entries so that I may take on the arduous task of searching every engine I can find and every link that is allowable until I am exhausted. I won't let you guys down and will keep posting daily or as often as I can and you all know I am good at making up lost time and word! Thank you all for being here and making yourself known, one at a time and secretly, so that I may be comforted in the know that this all wasn't a vain waste to lie here in the eventuality my kid will want to read it someday. I hope I have helped you or made you laugh or even cried so that it did matter, in a way, that I mattered. I will keep you all posted as to my findings in between the hysterical and dour poetry and crude observances of fellow behavior.~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.