No baby savior is on a roll. This trains on the way to happy town where all those living there can see our train of presumed misfits ride on. Waving our crooked smiles, as we pan the crowd for signs of Mother. She will be so proud won’t she? I just can wait for our spacial recognition moment! When our eyes recognize the other again as family? What a glorious day!

As Mothers from all over will either be home hiding or in the crowd bravely waiting for their own spacial moment! What a glorious moment when we will see the one we have longed for since the day we all we spectated from her presence.

I hope she like what they did with me? Or is it to me? My manners. Oh our adoptive parents will either be there or also hiding at home? Fearing our Mamas will kill them when they see what they did do and couldn’t do according to the laws of nature. Which they didn’t know they even needed to know the laws of nature to be a parent? Oh well. What a day!

And hopefully these adoptive parents under stand the laws of nature? If you have anything you’d like to share here to helps the folks in Oregon who are sincerely hoping to split up a family unit? Please share them here. We do want them to succeed. Now don’t we? Lol.

Such fun. Is anyone tracking how many children will be trafficked this christmas? Do share the numbers here. We do want reliable numbers now don’t we? And anyone that would like to post on this post to be counted. Please do and share with all of the family.

And of course. It’s silly. But does need repeating. Of course. We don’t want to forget ourselves is all this gloriousness of reuniting with our own families.

Please. Make sure. You display as much gratitude as you can to your Mother. And let the world see what gratitude really looks like. Will ya? Oh. I know you will.

Oh. And one more last thing children of this corn.



And they sold themselves into it.

To even think. We would forget our own Mama? Delusions of gangsters.

Remember. Get me the real numbers. Please. Someone out there. We need the facts. Data. Data people. Numbers. Let go team.

Let’s ride this freak train and show everyone who the real freaks are. Ok?

Ta ta now!

And god bless. We are gifts for our Mamas and family. Shame on anyone that said different.

This is proud Mary walking down your street.

Fuck it I do it myself!

Who with me? Enough. We always are enough.

I don’t need him I don’t need her. I can do it myself. But I’m glad you all are here. Cuz this is big. Flip the script.




I am an Adapted, artist, Mother, a soul, a human, singer, writer, activist, minister and deprogrammer and reprogrammer of minds. And I am here because we need to change how you see it, a lot of things that is. For us Adoptees who have lived in the dark. We were cut off from our families. And that is sad people.

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