Let's Review
- msjudikottler
- May 25
- 7 min read
Updated: Jun 4
To Whom It May Concern,
As it is time for my Social Security benefits review I want to once again address and reevaluate my diagnosis of Paranoid Schizophrenic Disorder. I would like my diagnosis to be changed to a more appropriate and correct diagnosis of PTS, as in Prolonged Traumatic Stress rather than Post Traumatic Stress. I am including with this letter additional evidence for your review that supports the previous evidence submitted during my appeal hearing which clearly demonstrates my sound mind as well as my prolonged traumatic stress. I would also like to enter into the evidence my website, TheLastHumanOnEarth.com, where I have further documentation on this matter. It is only right and necessary that a fair and accurate diagnosis be made. I realize that I am submitting a lot of material for review, but if you take the time you will see that I am absolutely right beyond any shadow of doubt. Otherwise you will only make a quick false judgement in malice as always. However, if you can find it in you to be honest then you do not need to review these materials at all, because you already know that I am right. But that is the real issue here. Everything is a lie and everyone is a liar.
Which brings me to what I most want to address and start a proper conversation about, something that no one wants to talk about, much less acknowledge at all. The motive behind my abusive mistreatment and misdiagnosis. The motive being my estates, trusts, and intellectual property that no one ever wants to know anything about, only feign ignorance regarding, but that everyone covets to control by way of mental illness conservatorship or false inheritance in the event of my untimely and premeditated death at the hands of those that seek to control my estates, trusts, and intellectual property. No one wants to talk about who I really am, where I really came from, my entire lifetime of this abusive mistreatment, nor why I am still here suffering these abuses while the justices and those who appoint them look the other way and carry out their own abusive agendas of the same nature with the same motive. The motive of course being, again, the agenda to control me, my estates, trusts, and intellectual property. Because I am of perfectly sound mind and good conscience. Because I have infallible integrity and ethics. Because I, the sole heir to my estates, trusts, and intellectual property, would never appeal to the bad judgement of all those who covet control of my estates, trusts, and intellectual property. Those who have trespassed against me, committed treason, defrauded, embezzled, and extorted from my estates, trusts, and intellectual property for 47 years. Those who have already run everything earthly, everyone, and even themselves into the ground since before I was even born. Those who act in malice towards me in an effort and attempt to acquire my rights in vain, as no one ever will, because I leave nothing to anyone, ever, but everything to be returned only to the Earth and Moon, the only true ruling bodies and authority that stand in a united front with only me. Please do not ask me to further elaborate on the matter of Earth and Moon authority as if you don't already know, but if you insist, please refer to the posts on my website titled "Mercy" written in the form of a scientific journal, and "Wild Thing" written in the form of a children's bedtime story if you seek greater clarity from me on this matter.
But I digress. No one wants to talk about my real life nor the real world. Let me tell you what I know. I was abducted when I was a baby of about 1 year old by the enemy of my beloved family, friends, and people. I was placed into an abusive foster home in an enemy compound occupying my territory, that of my beloved family, friends, and people. I was raised to believe that my foster parents were my true family, and that the compounds we lived on and moved between were just normal American middle class neighborhoods. My beloved family, friends, and people were left to navigate the political bureaucratic charade of the occupying enemy in their efforts to protest and fight back without endangering me. The only way my family, friends, and people were able to make themselves known to me was by creating and performing art, writing and publishing literature, but which were all subject to enemy propaganda approval, released without disclosure in a manner that perpetuated the illusion that it was unrelated to me and my life in any way personally, all the while collecting and counting the blood money for themselves, because my family, friends, and people became some of the greatest artists, writers, poets, and philosophers of all time. Many of my enemies are also well known and lesser known artists, authors, and scholars exploiting me for their own personal amusement and gain. However, after my family, friends, and people were made well known to me many of them went AWOL, on the lam, became fugitives too smart for capture, and had to be made dead in the media, while others stayed behind to remain visible and available to me.
But in my own rite I was naive and alone, finding my own way through life, looking for my people and place in this American dream world illusion. The enemy came to me all my life presenting themselves to me as family, friends, and lovers throwing a friendly arm around my shoulder and flashing a knife with the other hand behind my back to caution, intimidate, and threaten my family, friends, and people as I was led to blind rape, betrayal, and slaughter again and again, because my family, friends, and people had become terrorists by your standards. Not the terrorists of the American dream media illusion that I have been told about all my life, but the real civil war revolutionaries that are not talked about in the media or on the compounds where I live and have lived. Unabomber, 9/11, and Wildfires are just a few stories the media has converted into propaganda to manipulate my sympathies and negotiate a ceasefire, because my enemy outnumbered and overpowered me, my family, friends, and people in the American dream world illusion occupying our territory, but my family, friends, and people are intellectually superior to my enemy, and cannot be captured, nor conquered. Thus I am held with a proverbial and not so proverbial knife to my throat for a ceasefire ransom to the ends of the Earth. I have been manipulated, bullied, and abused every way imaginable by my so-called family and friends in their failed attempts and efforts to indoctrinate me to the nonintellectual ideals of my enemies, as well as in vain attempts to sully my innocence, integrity, and virtue to shame me to my family, friends, and people, but I have never faltered. I have only ever acted in good faith as I was only repeatedly led like a lamb to slaughter by wolves in sheep suits, deceived and betrayed, harmed and hurt, angry and vocal. This both amused and angered my enemies who made my innocent search for love and family and meaning in my life into a vicious puppet charade. I had no family and no friends, only enemy betrayals. No one but me was looking out for me, and I was alone in a cruel world of my enemy's design. But I was not abandoned. I didn't know the real perils of my life, much less the real history of the world, nor real geography of Earth, only the illusion of the so-called American dream that I was supposedly living, but my beloved family, friends, and people never abandoned me, never stopped fighting for me, never stopped my rescue efforts.
The real world is in a civil war, and I am at the center of it. I never knew, because I was always shielded from reality, sheltered in my enemy's compounds, brainwashed by a false media. But I am a natural intellectual like my family, friends, and people, and despite my enemy's vain efforts to suppress and at the same time glean information from my more advanced ability, my sleeping intellect has been roused and awakened. I now verifiably know things in a way that I never knew to pay mind to before, and I have come to understand the real world in a way that I never would have ever imagined. This American dream world and its people are very unhealthy and unsound nonintellectuals, deranged and rabid. Earth and Moon are the only true Gods and, having made the decree and benediction, now play a pivotal role as my family, friends, and people raze the Earth faster than our enemy that once outnumbered and overpowered can rebuild, displacing and condemning ALL nonintellectual people to the Sun pyre before coming to rescue me from this enemy compound, to take me home, to finally be home with my family, friends and people where I have always belonged and have always been loved and have always been a priority. It's been a long time coming and it's happening. No one can stop it and I wouldn't dream of it.
In spite of the fact that this American dream world is already in ruins, still no one wants to talk about it. I am currently living in very hostile, dangerous, and hazardous conditions that continue to escalate, despite the martial law-like quiet and stillness that has replaced the once bustling flow of daily life. I don't leave my apartment at all anymore, only to run the trash out to the nearby dumpster when necessary. I sleep during the day because it feels safer to be awake and alert at night when people around me are more active. But my verifiable concerns for my current living conditions, which I have documented as evidence, are largely ignored. No one wants to concern themselves with truth and facts, because it's too ugly and inconvenient. As the very real dangers of this very real world civil war come closer and closer to home no one wants me to know that I am right, because no one wants to believe it themselves, even though tensions are very high and reflected in the behaviors of those around me. No one wants the Earth to be razed and the people of this American dream world illusion to be soundly defeated by my family, friends, and people. No one wants my family, friends, and people to come for me and end the fun of my lifelong nightmare for them. No one wants the American dream world illusion to end, plain and simple. No one wants to wake up from the American dream world illusion and face the reality of the very real nightmare that has come to life for them, coming to displace and condemn them to the Sun pyre. It's so much safer and more fun for them under the umbrella of the American dream world illusion where I am still the victim plaything that everyone loves to kick. But it's only a fading glamour. An old illusion and delusion of power and authority. Megalomania and vain desperate ignorance to the highest order.
He/she cannot assess me who cannot assess themselves.
Thank you.
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