To my sister trapped in the American Israeli torture black site called Gaza Palestine. This sister who follows the Journey of this vehicle through beautiful California Countryside she will never see in all likelihood. My life is not happy. Thank creator. Even a moment...

To my sister trapped in the American Israeli torture black site called Gaza Palestine. This sister who follows the Journey of this vehicle through beautiful California Countryside she will never see in all likelihood. My life is not happy. Thank creator. Even a moment of happiness makes me want to throw up. In a world rolling and such mystery to be happy? To be happy in a world rolling in such misery is to be spiritually dead. I much prefer physical death to spiritual death. Pretty much always have. No credit to me. To my sister in Palestine. But I am incredibly blessed to be called to immerse in what beauty there is left in the world and to try and channel that goodness outward. And it gives me joy and great pain to share it with you. My heart breaks with the torment and torture being visited on my sisters and brothers in Palestine everyday. It makes my heart break. I have gladly gone in great physical pain to Deaths door  in hunger strike in Washington DC to try and make the torment of Palestine stop. To my horror what this taught me is that I could not stop it in that way. I much preferred the idea of paying my life in that way to stop the torture. And it horrifies me to share these pictures of the beauty everyday to you who are in the American Israeli prison called Palestine. But I will continue because it is the best way I know to serve creation, to channel what little goodness left there is into the world. Your loving brother forever no matter what, James