I will update this page when I can.
In September the greenhouse is almost done and I obtained the lease to open the new store for HELD Vegan Belts at the same time Melinda and I discovered we were having a little baby. Finally we could get married -for the baby's protection so we did even though we don't agree that others cannot use this protection because they happen to be not-hetero. We've been wanting to be married for a long time but the thought of doing that while others could not felt like a damn witch-hunt. Then my dentist noticed something odd with the roof of my mouth. Biopsy and Melinda having ouch in the womb region same time. It turned out that my bad case of sinus congestion was in fact a massive malignant tumor. Our Baby will not be coming home either.
Eating its way through bone and cartilage like it was nothing, one cell becoming two, two divide, four divide, growth and expansion increasing faster than exponentially. It seems I will be dead very soon. So many good loving people all around. Our worlds are falling apart literally, my conceptions of reality begin to tear at the seams exposing a dark void lying just beneath my three dimensional map of life. While this demon growing in my head is causing the bone under my left cheek to crack and stars are popping and bursting all around me. I have had enough experience to fill several lives- I'm ready, Lucien I'll miss you my son but I see that you are developed enough and only eight years old but you have the right people around you you'll be okay. Melinda you are strong and our memories are very good though I grieve for Octavia, you would've been an excellent mother to her.
I will tell the rest of the story when I have more time for now I just want to get a page started where I can inform anyone interested. I have some very good close friends and I also have some very good distant friends. Some of my relatives are my very good friends as well. I love you all and I thank you for helping me through this- were it not for you I would surely be a gonner. All my love and an inexpressible appreciation.
So many fabulous people help me out everyday and I am so incredibly grateful for you all. My mind is starting to go. I can't type very well and my ability put sentences together is getting worse. I am anti-capitalistic but we live in an economy that values "things" greater than "life" I do all I can to change that in my sphere of influence. I donate everything above expenses right back into the struggle for animal and human rights. That includes everything that sustains us. This process is VERY expensive and I want to live and I am worth it. I do more work than anyone knows toward a healthy sustainable ecology.
If you can donate five dollars that would be appreciated. I know some of you can and will help out more but if one dollar or five is what you can muster right now great. I'm scared. I don't know exactly how much it will cost I only know it will be more than we have. I already can't afford the daily meds. I really want to go to the beach too. They will be going back into the artery in my neck.
Images are in Micah Perry's personal FB profile called The Situation. Can be viewed publicly but I'm warning you some of this is very grody. Might make you cry a little- that's why I can't look at them yet.