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Amy Elizabeth Thorpe has a majority share of this body. The names collide in Orion. Charles-Emmanuel did me in with the name change order. Thorpes ghost proceeded to take over much work. Thorpe polarizes against the other Elizabeth. My heart was designed to fail much like Goggins, such is the nature of enslaved genes. So many holes in the gravitational field. Thorpe has me running on automatic. She puts all of my social memory on diplomats because she can't do anything else. There is her disclosure. Some analysts run half dead, and the soul leaks out into the Inner Planes. Analysts were angels on Mars. I can barely support Elizabeth proper without the spy material that fed on her life. The spies sexually owned most of the soul.
P.S. I am aware these posts cause many to go schizophrenic. They will get hailed into a fresh soul. Schizophrenia is just seeking a soul for the vessel. You can help them get a good one.