>More experiences with John Wilkes Booth

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Before you read this blog, you should read the first two blogs in order to have a full understanding of what has been happening to me.

The first blog: I went out with John Wilkes Booth last night
The second blog: Questions about John Wilkes Booth

Even though this has been happening for months, my various encounters with the infamous assassin, I’m still not accustomed to it, nor do I understand why I’m on the receiving end of these occasional visits. Every time it happens, I usually think to myself, “That was probably the last time,” but then some time passes and then another encounter happens. There is never any warning. It happens as fast as the blink of an eye and even my family is beginning to notice his presence.

The main thing I’m noticing is that if I’m not devoting enough time to writing about the subject that brought on his initial visits, which is a narrative that seems to paint him in a more human way, his energy gets more pushy and present in my home. I’m still investigating other possible causes of this particular phenomena, but in the last couple of months, I have been hearing knocking on the support beam next to my bed. It always happens when I have turned off the television and I’m ready to go to sleep and it is extremely annoying. It’s loud enough to keep me awake. I get so annoyed that I have to eventually yell, “Stop it!” Sometimes it does stop. Sometimes it doesn’t. Normally I don’t jump right to the paranormal conclusion because I’m so used to trying to find alternate explanations, so if I don’t see an immediate natural cause, I think it must be some kind of pipe or something making that noise. It wasn’t until it was complying with my verbal commands that I started to wonder if it was paranormal in nature. What led me to believe that it might be John Wilkes Booth was that this is not a behavior Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain has never exhibited, nor is it a behavior that any of my other entities have exhibited either. So the logical conclusion is the new sound goes with the new entity. The incidences also seem to coincide with long periods of time in which I have not written anything about his story.

It’s one thing for one person to experience paranormal phenomena are related to a “famous” entity. People could say they’re just making it up or they’re misinterpreting natural things or it’s wishful thinking or any number of alternate explanations. Even for me, I don’t give as much credibility to ghostly encounters described by people in which there are not more witnesses to it. So when my mother started coming to me in describing strange phenomena happening to her, I really started to feel it sink in that this is really happening and I’m not crazy. Isn’t that funny? I have been a lifelong medium and I still go through moments of thinking I might be crazy!

There was a time when I was far too distracted to devote any time to my regular work let alone appeasing John Wilkes Booth quite recently. My knee had been injured somehow and I was concerned that it was broken. I was taking narcotic painkillers and I even visited the ER where they put me on morphine for an afternoon, which are things that deaden the ability to sense and communicate with the other side. So there were a few weeks in which I which is completely focused on myself and not concerned with doing readings for people, writing my own books, and dealing with my periodic regular visitors from the afterlife. Naturally someone who is used people falling all over themselves to get his attention is not going to like being ignored. It’s important to remember that he’s not around all the time. Not even close. I would estimate that it’s a couple of times a month. But when he is around, he wants my full and complete attention. When he doesn’t get it, he acts out and forces my attention. The problem is when I was on narcotic painkillers, nothing he could have done would have gotten my attention because it just completely makes that part of my brain go dead.

One morning my mother immediately came to me after I woke up and said quite excitedly that somebody was pacing around my bed trying to be intimidating and forceful. She said it was so strange that my dog stood in the doorway of the room where I sleep but she refused to come into the room. She was standing there looking at my bed and following an invisible figure with her eyes. My mother is a medium as well and she can tell when the incident is paranormal and she said there was definitely somebody pacing around my bed that morning. The fact that my dog seemed almost afraid of it told me quite clearly that it was not Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain or any of my other regular entities because she’s quite used to strange things happening to her mommy. And my mother kept describing the entity as “he” and “him” so she must have had some kind of indication of who it might have been.

About a week later, my mother had a day off from work, so she decided to sleep in for a morning and she came downstairs earlier than I expected. I asked her why she wasn’t in bed and she said around 7:30 that morning, she was lying on her side and two distinct fingers poked her on the hip bone and shoved her over on her stomach in bed. She thought it was my uncle, her brother, being irritating but when she looked up, there was nobody in the room with her that she could see. I realized that it was John Wilkes Booth waking her up because I checked my Ghost Radar and in the 7 AM hour, the words received were all in relation to him and things were very active.

The ghost radar is something that I have been playing with on my cell phone for several months. At first I thought it was nothing more than a joke, a game or something of that nature, but when my friend and I began experimenting with it, we realized that the incidences happening with the radar were too bizarre to be coincidental. Basically it uses your cell phone as an energy detector and assists entities in converting energy into words for communication purposes. This is not unlike other paranormal equipment of this nature. The first time I played with the ghost radar, I tried to do real-time interaction like they do in paranormal investigations by asking questions that could be answered in non-coincidental ways. It took a while for me to figure out what the energy measurements meant and how to properly use it but once I did, I started asking what entities were present in my house. Much to my surprise, it started giving me words in response to my questions. I got several names, including John, and at first the names made no sense to me until a couple of days later when I started doing some reading about him for the project I’m writing for him. I found out that the names being listed on the ghost radar were all of John Wilkes Booth’s siblings. One of the results during that session was actually the phrase “locate Asia” and even though I’m not sure what he meant by that but asking for name and getting Asia was beyond coincidental in my opinion. Asia was his sister and they were very close.

There are times when I just leave the ghost radar running while I go about my business to see what I get and most of the time nothing happens because most entities really don’t communicate during the day. Also, one cannot really expect them to be around all the time. However, I noticed that every time my friend came over for a visit, within five minutes of her coming into my house, it would say words like “plain” and various other words that described a person’s opinion of her looks and her personality. We both kind of laugh about this because it happens every time she’s here. She has rather short hair like a pixie cut and she never wears dresses and she would be considered rather plain by Victorian standards, so we both have this hunch that it’s John Wilkes Booth expressing his opinions about her since he was so used to beautiful, feminine, compliant and swooning women in his lifetime. Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain nor my other entities would be so audacious as to express opinions of that nature about someone I love so much like my friend. That kind of audacity has to come from someone with an audacious personality. John Wilkes Booth. These are not just assumptions though because there are times when the word John comes up on the screen when I’m looking for identification.

My grandmother, who suffers from early stages of dementia, seems to have encountered John Wilkes Booth as well but he generally avoids her. One day I was looking at his picture and trying to get into the mindset of the female character telling the story who was very much in love with him and my grandmother passed behind me and casually said, “Oh, I saw him the other night in the bathroom. Who is he?” Dumbfounded, I turned around and looked at her like she had three heads growing out of her body because normally she doesn’t believe in ghosts – even though she really does – and when she says things like that, it completely takes me by surprise. I said, “What do you mean you saw him in the bathroom the other night?” She said she was brushing her teeth and looking in the bathroom mirror and she noticed a male figure in the bathroom doorway through the reflection in the mirror and he had dark hair, dark eyes and a mustache, and he was just standing there watching her leaning against the doorframe. She turned around because she thought it was one of Ben’s friends (Ben is my uncle) but nobody was there. I tried to remain calm even though in my head I was basically screaming, “Oh my God!” I said that was interesting as casually as she told me about it and she went on about her business. Unfortunately because of her dementia, I usually take what she says with a grain of salt unless I can have some kind of experience to back up her claims.

A couple of nights ago, I was lying in bed watching a special about William and Kate and their royal wedding because I’m a royal junkie, and lo and behold, a shadowy figure strolled out of the bathroom. I wasn’t even thinking about anything related to the paranormal at that time. I was just enjoying the fantasy of being a princess! The shadow figure startled me. I’m not going to lie. I don’t like being startled when I’m not expecting a visitor. It was very quick, like literally a second, and by the time the shadow figure got to the trashcan about 8 feet away from the bathroom door, it had completely disappeared. The shadow figure was too tall to be a woman and it was very slender in figure. Again, this is not a typical behavior attributed to Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain. He does not think manifestation like that is necessary. He doesn’t like performing parlor tricks, as he has called things like that to my medium friends. I don’t typically see shadow figures. So again, I find myself logically pairing up the new form of activity with the new entity who passes through my life sometimes. It’s only logical.

I really don’t understand why any of this is happening other than the explanation I keep going back to, which is John knows I don’t completely view him as a villain. I have the ability to see through a lot of his bull and I’m very aware that he has struggled with mental illnesses in several of his lifetimes. I’m sure my capacity for sympathy is what keeps attracting him to my house. That and I used to have a very fan girl reaction to him because, truthfully, he is extremely good-looking. His ego is the size of Montana, so naturally he would really enjoy women fawning all over him. I don’t do that so much anymore because of getting to know him a little bit that I am allowed and once I start to know a man, my attraction usually diminishes by a lot. That sounds really bad! It’s true though. My interest in him has evolved into trying to help him let go of certain things so that he can move on into another lifetime without so much baggage. He has not been reincarnating and I think it’s because of fear in large part. Like most men, however, he does not seem very keen on discussing his feelings or the inner workings of his soul. By discussion, I mean the exchange of energy that allows me to know things about him. I don’t mean I’m literally sitting here talking out loud to John Wilkes Booth. I’m not. Unless he is doing something irritating like knocking on the support beam, and then I just tell him to stop it.

How long is this going to last? I don’t know. I don’t mind him passing through a couple of times a month.  My friend doesn’t mind him being insulting to her because she thinks it’s funny that he’s dead but he still passing judgment on a less than feminine woman. It’s a dysfunctional relationship but sadly it’s probably the healthiest relationship he has engaged in in a long time. At least I’m not asking him for anything other than an occasional confirmation that it is actually him. I just wish he would develop a little patience. Humility, patience, the ability to love, etc., are not exactly his greatest virtues but somehow I think, maybe a little idealistically, hanging around me sometimes my teach him some good habits to carry into his next life. Who knows? Maybe he knows something I don’t. Maybe we have known each other before in some other capacity. Again, who knows? All I know is I can’t be arrogant enough to think I have all of the answers. I’m just holding on for the ride.

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>Questions about John Wilkes Booth

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When I posted this blog yesterday, I did not expect so many questions from my readers. In general, people have been supportive, which I really appreciate a lot. I assume those who are not supportive are keeping quiet. That’s fine by me! I said I would try to answer as many questions about John Wilkes Booth as I could and there were some funny ones and some very serious ones. Many of them I can answer on my own from the previous encounters with him. Some of the answers I’ve gotten from an intuitive approach. My hope is that I’m interpreting things correctly. If I misinterpret something, I’m sure I will be corrected one way or another. So here are some of the reader questions.

What is Georgiana’s real identity?

Georgiana Tate is the fictional identity of the young lady I have been writing about in regards to her relationship with John, at his urging. I was given a false name because, I think, he just wants people to realize there was more to him than killing Lincoln and a real identity might cheapen the theme. There’s also a theatrical element to everything he does and says, so I’ve already noticed some embellishment and misdirection on his part. I believe Georgiana was Miss Isabel Sumner from Boston. They had an affair in 1864. She was only 16 and he was rather attached to her in my opinion because her affection cooled first and he traveled to her to try and repair their relationship. He gave her a pearl ring with the inscription “J.W.B. to I.S.” and she sent him flowers when he was sick. They exchanged letters when they were not together and there is some indication that she traveled to see him. She fits the description he gave me. There are also passages dealing with Lucy Hale, his fiance after he was with Isabel Sumner. I’m not sure why it’s her that has the focus of the story. Maybe there’s an element of unrequited love on his part. Maybe she’s living out there somewhere now and might read the book, which would fit with his dramatic nature. I don’t know.

Do you know if [Booth] and Lincoln have met since their deaths?

I think Lincoln and John have encountered each other in the afterlife, yes. It’s a situation of trying to communicate to work out issues. They may be finished with each other but that doesn’t mean the individuals have healed their own scars. Healing the self is often the last consideration and very neglected.

Why hasn’t Booth reincarnated yet?

I think John is hesitant to reincarnate. He has a lot of emotional scars. Lincoln is not reincarnated right now either. I think he came and went once since “Lincoln” but I do think John hasn’t returned since 1865. There are many issues going on with him that I have not pinpointed and he has no intention of discussing but it strikes me as some kind of trauma. I think there might be a lot of resentment, regret, emotional wounds, a fear of going through this cycle again, etc. He needs a long break between lives at this time in his journey. He’s damaged and trying to put himself back together, I think.

Did Booth survive the manhunt and live out his life incognito?

This question I cannot answer with certainty. I have not seen John (by seen, I mean dreams and in my third eye while awake) beyond his late twenties, which is how old he was in 1865. That leads me to believe, personally, that he did not live beyond that point and the conspiracy theories are not true. It’s also just as possible that he did survive but he won’t show me that incognito part of his life. I do not feel that he survived and escaped though. He’s so damaged and emotionally scarred that the 1865 incident feels very fresh and raw when he’s around.

Why did he choose you?

I haven’t the slightest idea. That’s what I’ve been trying to figure out since it started. As far as I can surmise, I’m female and sympathetic to him. He does not get along with males unless he’s allowed to be the dominant force and that’s something about his personality that was with him long before he was “John Wilkes Booth”. When I say I’m sympathetic, I mean I comprehend that although April 1865 made him a famous villain, it is only one incident in hundreds of years of life. I believe criminals should be punished to the full extent of the law in order to keep civility in this world and teach right from wrong. John was punished. He’s punishing himself now because he is still very damaged. He needs to heal just like Lincoln does and they need to leave the baggage in the past in order to live better lives in the future. Maybe he sees that I can see beyond the villain. I don’t know.

You said in another life time the energy that became Lincoln had killed whoever Booth was before. Who were they before and what era did that take place? 

It goes back to the Romans vs the … uh … Barbarians? They were both Roman soldiers at some point. “Lincoln” was higher placed and not very good at the job. There was some corruption there that led to “Booth” and others being killed unnecessarily to make him look good. It’s been going back and forth between them since then. They’ll eventually make peace, I think. The animosity is not what it was.

About the missing [journal pages]. Next time he does show up, can you please ask him which two members of Lincoln’s staff was in this? 

I want to say I saw Stanton on the papers but I had a hard time reading things too. I didn’t get to look for a long time. I was also shocked by the entire incident when I woke up and lost several details, like how we even got there. If Stanton was involved, I feel like it was indirect. Someone else made a comment that he might have known something of that nature was coming but didn’t exactly jump into action to stop it. I think that’s pretty accurate. Again, we have to remember that I believe John was mentally ill, so the rambling angry nature of his last pieces of writing might have jumbled the truth. So while he might have written about Stanton and another man in the cabinet, we don’t know the whole story. In all honesty, my attempts at reading his energy show huge black gaps in the last month or so in his life, meaning his mental illness(es) were very bad and he might have been experiencing gaps in memory.

Is he nice to you?

It’s complicated. Yes, he’s a gentleman but I’m very aware that I’m being used. I’m also aware that he hasn’t learned to behave in any other way in his various lifetimes. He tends to choose handsome bodies and traits that are charming and irresistible because those are skills that he has mastered. I don’t think he’s very willing to stretch beyond his comfort zone. I’ve wondered why I don’t put a stop to the periodic visits too but I think since I’m a “fixer”, I may subconsciously think I could have some positive affect on him. Besides, if he wasn’t a gentleman, I’m quite certain he would be dealt with by someone else.

Do you do seances or summon Booth somehow?

No. I do not advocate seances or summoning. He shows up when he shows up and I don’t think I have any control over it. There have been five total visits since November. Frankly, I find him to be so dominating of a presence in my house that I get exhausted by the time it’s over. Think of trying to ignore a small child who has no one else to play with and breaks things to get your attention when you’re ignoring him. That’s what he’s like. 

Have you seen any other famous ghosts?

Just one. I had been told that a certain famous figure will come visit if you ask for it because he’s a people person and enjoys sharing energy. I didn’t believe it, so I tried it, and it worked three times. White feathers have been appearing in strange places since I opened that line of communication (a clue if you really want to try and identify him). I don’t really want to say who he is though.

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>I went out with John Wilkes Booth last night

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Not a bad looking guy to go out with, right? Too bad he’s most famous for organizing the beheading of the American government and killing Abraham Lincoln in 1865. He’s not the only famous deceased John I’ve encountered in the state of higher consciousness but that John is someone who, I feel, deserves his privacy in the afterlife. This John enjoys being famous, even now. He’s okay with me talking about him. Sometimes I write down information from him in a narrative form, which might take shape later as a novel. That’s what he wants but I won’t put my name on any publication unless I feel that it is quality work. We’ll just have to see how that story develops.

Here’s how I came to know John. Several months ago, I started verbalizing how I was attracted to him. A few times I talked about how Fanny Chamberlain (my past life identity) and my former husband, Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain, once saw a play with John in it during the Civil War not long before he quit acting. I’m not sure why or how but apparently I caught his attention. I think it was a combination of seeing him in that play back then, as in sharing the same space, and focusing thought energy on him now, albeit with this unintentional side affect. It has happened before, him paying visits to admirers or people who might say things for him that he wants said. I know someone else who is a very credible medium who has dealt with him before but under different circumstances. She never really talked about it though. I wasn’t influenced by her because of how little she spoke of it.

Honestly, I’m still asking, “Why me?” The vast majority of spirits I encounter are people passing through that I never really identify. I doubt myself a lot if I recognize a spirit. I doubt the honesty of the spirit as well – negative ones can and do lie in order to whittle away at your trust until you let them in and everything goes downhill from there. One time I was physically attacked by an entity that tried to disguise itself as Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain. It was traumatizing to be hit and scratched and have your hair pulled by something you thought was a man that once loved you. It wasn’t him though. It was a negative entity pretending to be him in order for me to let down my defenses. So that’s why I’m very wary of new entities that look or act like someone with whom I would want to have contact. I was wary of John Wilkes Booth, thinking it was something darker in disguise. It happens. Mediums have to be careful. John turned out to be John though.

It started with a presence in my house one night a few months ago, no more than six months ago. Usually I recognize my regulars right away but I didn’t recognize this one. My dog reacted to it as well by looking at nothing and wagging her tail like she was greeting a new visitor. Later that night, I was overcome with the need to write certain things about John and a lady. I began writing and I didn’t stop for hours. It was so strange that I wrote to my friend with previous experience with John. This is that letter, which is difficult for me to publicize, but in the interest of full disclosure, must be done. It was dated November 28, 2010.

I didn’t want to post this on Facebook for fear of being ridiculed. I’ve been writing about Booth and a fictitious woman for hours but this is not my typical procedure with building characters. Frankly, I can’t type fast enough. I’m wondering if it’s possible that I’ve attracted Booth’s spirit because of my infatuation with him. I feel almost seduced for a lack of a better word and the entire path of this story is already set. I never plot a story in an hour. It takes me weeks and months. I can’t really explain it. If it is him, his energy feels like velvet. I feel like one of those poor sad girls who couldn’t tell him no and got left with nothing in the end but it was kind of worth it because he’s sex on a stick. He knows no other way to get what he wants out of women other than seduction. It’s not really a sexual thing though. It’s a girlish teehee he noticed me thing and now he’s using me to say something. Maybe this girl did exist. Maybe she’s a composite of several of his girlfriends. I don’t know. It seems to be more about talking about who he was outside of the assassination. The assassination is an abstract thing in the background of this story. What was your experience with him?

I won’t reprint her response to protect her privacy and the privacy of the others involved, but needless to say, I came to realize with her that I was periodically getting visited by John. She wasn’t surprised. I still am though. I continued writing whenever he showed up and sometimes it was in the middle of the night, like 2 am, and I was trying to keep the light of the computer from waking up my grandmother. He described what this girl looked like and I chose this picture based on his description.

I was also told that he was giving me a false name because the point of the story was more important than who was involved. Again, nothing about the assassination ever came up. He does not like to go there anymore, and there even seems to be some denial on his part. Me being me, though, I wanted to use the details of this young lady he described and see if I could find out who she was in historical terms. Going through John’s many ladies online was quite a chore but I found out that one of them in particular matched much of what he had described, including her looks. Just look at her.

It’s a little eerie, isn’t it?

This sort of thing has not happened to me before and it was, frankly, a lot for me to take because his visits are very consuming and exhausting. A man like John requires full attention when he demands it because that was what he was used to back in his heyday. If I’m not ready for him to talk about things, he lingers in my house and waits. He doesn’t go away. He gets into trouble, really. Cats are not his favorite animal, so he bothers my grandmother’s cat, he makes me smell different things, he causes smoke smells to drive my grandmother nuts in thinking something is burning, he messes with my cell phone, etc. I usually have to stop what I’m doing and comply with his need for attention to prevent his bored, aimless wandering in my house. Thankfully these visits are not very often. I gave him the nickname of Velvet because of how easily he seduces to get his way. When I asked why this happened, my friend told me, “He’s coming top you because you are a fan girl and because he wants people to think of him as more than just Lincoln’s killer.” It’s quite true, I think.

My experiences with John have taught me a few things about him. Primarily, death has peeled away certain things about what he was in that life. I’m fairly confident that he suffered from at least one mental illness, if not multiple mental illnesses, in addition to being a white supremacist and Confederate supporter. A lot of men were white supremacists and Confederate sympathizers but it didn’t drive them to his kind of behavior. His mental illnesses exacerbated the situation. I know this because there was a lady of his who used to ask him, “Who are you today?” when she saw him and his response would indicate whether he was feeling good or unstable. He would choose Shakespearean characters to describe his mood. Some were romantic, some were good and some were evil. She knew to keep to herself when his response indicated darkness. Of course, mental illness was not discussed or understood back then. I feel like he knew somewhere deep down that something was different about him but a combination of ego and different factors prevented him from really understanding himself.

Mental illness does not follow people in death if they are aware they’re dead. He is stripped of all that now and in the natural state if his soul. The basic aspects of his core personality are there. An ease with women, ego, theatrical behavior, and a surprising ability to be sensitive in certain situations. What appears on the surface is not always what’s found underneath. John is not as evil as people think. He and Lincoln have had quite a long karmic history involving hurting each other in the process of trying to make peace. It just so happens that John killing Lincoln is the incident that history remembers. Lincoln had killed John in a prior life. So, as you can see, what things appear to be are not the whole story. Everyone has done horrible things to each other in previous lives but what we learn from it determines our future. The Booth-Lincoln relationship is a very spiritually complex one and neither soul is inherently good or bad. Their choices have been bad in history – both of them – but as with all souls including you and me, they are simply trying to learn from their mistakes.

Maybe it is because of my understanding that John is not a total villain that makes him visit me from time to time. I may never know the whole scope of why he chose me, among many others I’m certain. He paid me a visit last night – the first in about a month. It was in the dream state. I was in a huge building that was basically like a series of offices. John appeared from nowhere, it seemed, dressed in modern clothes. It was a white button down shirt and a pair of khaki pants. He looked a bit funny to me because his clothing was modern but his hair and mustache were that distinct nineteenth century John look.

John was very serious and he took my hand and said, “I want to show you something.” The grip he had on my hand was too tight to refuse. That’s the thing about him – he’s never been accustomed to anyone telling him no. I followed him down several sets of industrial-looking staircases until we emerged into a vast dark storage facility filled with shelves upon shelves of boxes. It was like being in a huge bunker in a way. I had no idea where we were but it felt like being inside of a mountain. John led me around the facility until he found what he wanted. He pulled a box from the shelf that looked like this but a lighter color.

 

He crouched on the floor and gestured for me to join him, so I did, and I watched him rifle through the box as if he knew exactly what he needed. There were very old documents crammed haphazardly in manila envelopes and file folders. Toward the bottom, he produced a manila envelope with odds and end in it, and he showed me little pages that he said were his in ’65. I looked closer and realized they were the missing pages from the journal that he made of a date book while he was running from the authorities after he killed President Lincoln. I don’t remember the exact words he used but he explained that those missing pages were there buried under a lot of things that have nothing to do with it, which is why they have never been found. I read some of it but I don’t remember everything now. There was something about him wanting to go to Canada after the dust settled and he also mentioned two figures in Lincoln’s cabinet that were involved on an indirect level. There was a lot of rambling and anger in the way he wrote. I feel like he was bipolar among other things. He looked at me as I had that thought and he said, “It was not only me.” We were going to leave and talk some more but my dog had the unfortunate timing of sitting on my head and waking me from that encounter.

This is a picture of John’s journal as it exists with the missing pages.

So…. there it is. The majority of my encounter with “Velvet” in a nutshell. I certainly don’t pretend to have all the answers, nor do I know why he chose me. He’s not a bad man. He’s a man that has made bad choices. Everyone has in their history. The purpose of life is to learn from your mistakes to develop into an experienced, intelligent, generous and loving soul. Some people’s massive mistakes become the stuff of legend. It’s terrible to overcome and I’m not certain he will overcome that lifetime anytime soon. He has a long way to go. So does Lincoln, truthfully. So does everyone in this world. We all have demons waiting to be exorcised.

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