Rest In Peace

My sons have been receiving their education at one of the Schools of Suffering for the past year. However, they escaped on Tuesday. Apparently John sacrificed himself while the others made their escape. He died hewing Tolice officers to the ground whilst singing, "When You Gonna Wake Up?"

The resistance has begun to utilize primitive weaponry. An SOS was prematurely dismissed by them today. Why can't they see that the suffering is integral to becoming present? Why don't they understand? It's so simple. http://blog.eckharttolle.com/eckhartmedia/2008/09/15/the-end-of-suffering-wwweckharttolleom/

Spoke to John today on his birthday. I'm afraid he's not finished suffering. It seems he won't relinquish his pain-body. It tried to feed on my pain-body but of course it found no sustenance there. He hung up. My book sales have plummeted. Meh.

The New Earth has arrived. No one is talking about it, but everyone knows it. It's a strange feeling.

Lucy and I are going on a little summer vacation home to Canada. Project Realie starts in September when we get back.

I finally defeated Deep Red today. Better change your name, buddy. (Oh, I caught the reference) And change your hobbie. How are ya with a hammer? We were pretty even throughout the majority of the match until I had you trapped on a safety island in the middle of a highway. Cue thunderstorm. You don't want to move, Deep Red, but you have to. “Because something is happening here, But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?” Sooner or later everyone’s a troll. My troll.

I've been promoted to Lead Programmer at Rising Sun. Thanks to my link with Oil Seller I've been able to complete 5 times the work I could before. The book is finished and is being published. To commemorate this occasion and all that has happened in the last few years I have officially changed my name to Trollmas. But Lucy still calls me Nealie.