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Good morning, Colorado Springs!

As the sun rises over Pikes Peak, the mundane facade of our city begins to crack, revealing hidden truths. Gather 'round, truth-seekers, for I present to you the “Colorado Springs Enigma Equation.”



The Equation:

E=mc2+42 ℏ +Area 51−Roswell+Crop Circles+Bigfoot+Green Chile+UFOs



Let’s break it down:

E (Enigma Energy): This is the mysterious force that permeates our air, making every squirrel twitchy and every conspiracy theorist wide-eyed. It’s like Wi-Fi for the soul.

mc2 (Einstein’s Energy-Matter Conversion): Standard physics, right? But what if the squirrels are secretly converting acorns into dark matter?

42 ℏ (Quantum Uncertainty): The Planck constant divided by the square root of 42—because 42 is the answer to life, the universe, and everything. But what if it’s also the key to interdimensional portals?

Area 51: Not in Nevada, my friends. It’s a pop-up speakeasy in Manitou Springs where aliens sip martinis and discuss crop circle aesthetics.

Roswell: A red herring. The real UFO crash site? Palmer Park. Those geese? Alien scouts.

Crop Circles: Not made by aliens. It’s the work of time-traveling art students from the future. Their major? “Advanced Lawn Etching.”

Bigfoot: Actually, a misunderstood forest ranger named Gary. He’s just trying to protect the green chili supply.

Green Chile: The true source of Enigma Energy. It’s like spicy mana. Side effects include heightened intuition and a sudden urge to build pyramids.

UFOs: Unidentified Food Objects. They’re just food trucks with questionable hygiene. But what if they’re serving cosmic tacos?

Conspiracy Conclusion: Colorado Springs is a cosmic nexus—a place where squirrels, physicists, and ancient aliens meet for brunch. So next time you see a squirrel staring at you, remember: It’s not judging; it’s calculating your Enigma Quotient.

Stay curious, my fellow truth-seekers. And don’t forget to adjust your tinfoil hat—it’s the only way to stay off the government’s psychic radar.

Life has a way of throwing curveballs, doesn’t it? It’s like standing in the middle of a tempest, with winds howling and waves crashing against you. And yet, somehow, we find the strength to keep our heads above water.

Today, my heart weighs heavy. My father, one of the pillars of my existence, is unwell. His strength has always been my anchor, and now, seeing him vulnerable, my mind struggles to comprehend it. But perhaps it’s during these moments of fragility that we discover our own resilience.

Just days ago, I stepped out of a jail cell, bewildered by charges I know nothing about. The world outside felt both familiar and alien. The weight of uncertainty hung over me like a storm cloud. But here I am, on a supervised bond, navigating probation, and trying to make sense of it all.

My daughters—Jade and Gabby—are fighting battles of their own. Jade, confined within the walls of Denver Women’s Prison, carries her own burdens. Gabby, my warrior, faces adversity head-on, winning battles that would break most. Their strength humbles me, and I pray for their safety and healing.

And then there’s my grandson—the beacon of hope in this tumultuous sea. His innocent eyes remind me that family is our anchor, our safe harbor. He needs us, and we need him.

Life has been relentless, a tempest that refuses to subside. But amidst the chaos, I find solace in the small victories—the sunrise that paints the sky with hues of hope, the laughter shared over a simple meal, the warmth of a friend’s embrace.

To all of you facing storms, remember this: You are stronger than you realize. Even when the waves threaten to engulf you, hold on. Reach out to those who love you, for they are your lifebuoys. And when the breathalyzer tests come, remember that sobriety isn’t just about alcohol—it’s about resilience, clarity, and determination.

Together, we weather the storms. Together, we find strength.

Hello, my dear friends. I hope this message finds you in good health and spirits. I know we have all been through a lot this year, with so many things happening in the world that make us wonder what the future holds. From the rise of authoritarianism and the race to the stars, to the countdown to the end of the world and the revelation of the pandemic’s origin, it feels like we are living in a nightmare. But not the kind that you can wake up from, more like the kind that you have to face.

As for me, I have had my fair share of highs and lows this year. My oldest daughter Jade is still behind bars, but I’m praying that she will be free by next October. She is a brilliant and beautiful young woman who made a mistake. She deserves a second chance. My youngest daughter Gabby is doing great, she is 18 now and ready to conquer the world. I’m so proud of her and all that she has accomplished. I’m also trying to figure out who I am now that my kids are grown up. It’s not easy, but I’m discovering new aspects of myself and life every day.

One of the best things that happened to me this year was becoming a Dasher for doordash. It’s my dream come true ;-). I love bringing food to hungry people and brightening their day. Plus, I get to drive around and jam to my favorite songs. It’s a blast. Another awesome thing that happened to me this year was meeting Piper and Linda, the most amazing dogs ever. They are my new best buddies and they crack me up every day. They are also very loyal and affectionate. I adore Piper, she is such a darling.

Of course, not everything was fun and games this year. I had some bumps and bruises, like hitting my head the other day. Ouch, that hurt. I still have a lump on my forehead. I also had some serious battles to fight, both personal and legal. I don’t want to bore you with the details, but let’s just say that I had to defend myself and my dignity. It was tough, but I did it. I also miss my kids a lot, especially around the holidays. I wish I could hold them and tell them how much I love them. But I know they are always with me and I’m always with them.

I’m also concerned about some of my family members who are ill, depressed, or in a bad place mentally. I wish I could help them more, but I don’t know how. I try to be there for them and offer my encouragement, but sometimes it feels like it’s not enough. I hope they can find some joy and comfort soon. And I’m not only concerned about my family, I’m also concerned about all the people out there who are homeless or have no one to care for them. I know how hard it is to be lonely and cold, especially during this time of the year. I wish I could do something to improve their situation, but I don’t have much to offer. I try to be friendly and compassionate, but sometimes it feels like it’s not enough. I hope they can find some refuge and warmth soon.

I know I shouldn’t stress about things I can’t change, but I can’t help it. I’m a worrier by nature. But I’m also a warrior and a survivor. I have faced many hardships in my life, but I have also overcome them. I have learned to be thankful for what I have and optimistic for what I don’t. I have learned to laugh at myself and cry with others. I have learned to love and be loved. I have learned to live and let live.

So, as this year comes to a close, I want to thank you all for being part of my journey. You are the best.

How would you feel if someone you love was taken away from you for years, a decade or even forever? How would you cope with the loss, the grief, the injustice, and the hopelessness? How would you live knowing that your world will never be the same?

These are the questions that torment me every day, ever since my daughter Jade was sent to the El Paso County Jail and now Denver Women's Prision for a non-violent offense. She is one of the many people who have been sentenced to far too long a period of imprisonment without a real chance to reform or rehabilitate, even though she poses no threat to society. She is doomed to spend to many of her days in a place where she will be treated like a disposable object, not a human being. She will never see her children grow up, never pursue her education, never fulfill her dreams if this system continues to act like jail is the solution.

Jade is not a monster. She is a beautiful mother, a brilliant daughter, and a compassionate person. She made a series of mistakes, but she does not deserve this. She does not deserve to be locked up in a place where she will be subjected to violence, abuse, and neglect. She does not deserve to be denied her basic human rights and dignity.

My family is not the only one who suffers this fate. There are countless other families who have been torn apart by this system. There are countless other people who are innocent or non-violent, who have been condemned to a living death by a system that is harsh and inhumane. There are countless other people who have been robbed of their freedom and their future by a system that is unjust and indifferent.

This is not right. This is not fair. This is not justice. This is a catastrophe.

Please, help me fight for my daughter and all the other people in the jail who have been sentenced to being forgotten rather than givin a chance at happiness without being thrown away by our Colorado community. We need to demand that the El Paso County Justice System review the cases of the non violent family members and consider granting them clemency or parole. Please, share this post with your friends and family, and spread the word about this crisis.

We cannot give up. We cannot let our loved ones rot. We cannot let the system win.

We need to act now. We need to save Jade. We need to save them all.

Thank you for your empathy and support.

Hey, friends. Just wanted to share a quick update on how things are going for me. I’m still working hard at DoordashAd1 to make ends meet. It’s not easy, but it’s honest work. I’m not feeling very festive this Christmas, and I’m not sure what the new year will bring.

I miss my kiddo Jade so much. She’s always in my heart and on my mind. And I’m proud of my Gabster for becoming an adult at 18. She’s growing up so fast. I hope she’s doing well and having fun.

Life is tough here in Colorado. The housing and living prices are ridiculous2. It’s hard to find a decent place to live that doesn’t cost an arm and a leg. And don’t get me started on the hippies and the pot smokers. They’re everywhere. 🤗

But I’m not giving up. I’m staying positive and hopeful. I’m grateful for the good things in my life, like my family, my friends, and my faith. I’m thankful for all of you who support me and care about me. You make me smile and laugh. You make me feel less alone. You’re the best.

That’s all for now. I hope you’re all doing well and staying safe. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you all. God bless.