Orphaned

Well, it appears I've been orphaned. Both of my parents have turned their back on me and I've known about this for a minute it just started hitting home recently. Like mainly within the last month or a month and a half because a lot of s*** has happened in fact let me say that it appears that 25 has been the most lethal year I've ever survived. 

What I mean when I say that is that so far to date the year 2025 I have died four times and when I say died, I don't mean drop dead or accidentally died. I really mean I was murdered four separate times this year alone. That in my book is lethal. Each time somebody try to poison me with fennel and each time it worked. Now that in and of itself is astounding considering that I have already died one two three other times over the last decade. So if you do the numbers I've been killed more times this year than I've been killed in my entire life. The people responsible for this all reside in the same location - the city of San francisco.
The culprits are as follows: 

1. Brian lum - this man dosed me with a fatal dose of animal before pushing me from a moving vehicle on i-80 in Vacaville California, when I woke up 4 days later in the vodka valley hospital and the medical staff explaining to me what happened. My dog was in the pound and I was forced to find him and it was an absolute nightmare I thought that was as bad as it could get.... I was sadly mistaken.

2. Ashley Brown - this person I was generally trying to help of course I was helping myself in the process but I was going to aid and I bet her filing a righteous Ada complaint against the building in which she lived because the wicked landlord/owner of the building deactivated the elevators knowing she couldn't walk making it next to impossible for this girl to get up and down to shop for groceries do laundry or go out or do anything at all basically trapping her inside the building. This kind of person deserves the brunt of what the law will allow in my opinion however she had other designs for me. She substituted a powdered substance which was fentanyl and sprinkled it on my marijuana and I unknowingly smoke this and again woke up several hours later with a with an EMT standing over me having revived me using narcan 14 times. He confirmed I was deceased. I don't remember a thing. 

3.  Adam and Andrew guidry - aka "the twins", these two scoundrels are actually burglars robbers otherwise jackers and one befriended me the other enemies me. Nevertheless they were both my enemy and I ultimately ended up dead because of them. I strongly suspect that they substituted fentanyl for another substance that I was given and didn't tell me because they are upset over a $50 laptop. And once again I was revived to consciousness by an emergency medical tech with narcan standing over me having no clue what happened to me. 

All this happened in the last 60 days or less. And it all happened right here, in San francisco. That being said I must say not only is this city not the city I Left My heart in, it is in fact the city I Left My heart in that the city stomped my heart to death and did smashed it into millions of pieces and has left me broken. Now my parents are clueless to this they have no clue what is happening they have no idea what people are capable of especially people who are fentanyl ads also known as fetty heads, and they have no idea the magnitude of the events that have been following me. Nor do they care leaving me orphaned. It goes beyond rage for me I'm not so much angry, as I am disappointed shocked and revolted. My mother knew all I needed was a place to regroup after somebody stole a hundred thousand dollars from me. All I needed was a way to track that down in a little bit of time to get back on my way. But leave it to Sam Layton to tell lies and do everything he can to preserve his interest in my mother's property. He has gone so far as to convince her that I'm no good and that I'm worthless and that I am not worth saving. Granted she has no idea the magnitude of the dangers of fentanyl, nor does he, but that does not excuse his acts of betrayal of obfuscation and of complete lies. I hurt him not two days ago, tell a series of lies including that he's 2 years younger than my mother, that they've been married for 37 years, that I can't be trusted, and so on.... Little does he know if you looked in a mirror he would describe himself. There's nothing I can do at this point to correct his transgression at this time. That is not going to stop me from correcting the transgression in the future. He's aging and sooner rather than later I'll have an opportunity, and you can trust and believe, bet your ass in other words, I am going to see this man's end. There will be not one single iota of possibility for this man to intercede in the renaldi family trust or intervene in any way shape or form. He no standing legal or otherwise to intervene or intercede in any legal affairs of the rinaldi family trust. I as a lawyer know this for a fact, and so does my partner also a lawyer. All of the advice I've gotten from every angle lawyers gangsters and otherwise clients everyone is to travel to Vermont and make quick work of this man one way or another. That means I may have to file and EXE 

At this point I'm 50 years old Plus and I need to really start making something happen so I intend on doing just that making something happen my next entry is hopefully going to be about that but it's going to take a minute for me to recover from the nightmare that has fallen me here in this God forsaken City. I need to find a place or find a car and make a move make moves make a move whatever bottom line is something's going to happen and you rest assured I will make that happen so I have a newfound motivation to do this and hopefully some funding if I get lucky. Stay tuned for more details...