Cherished Readers,

I love you so much and I am always thinking about you, even when I am busy, which is always.  You motivate and inspire me and keep me going.  I hope I can make you happy.

I had planned something different for this time.  I have incredible stories to tell you that show how the “Instructions for Helping to Improve the Human Condition” really work.  But as fate would have it, I was rear-ended on the day that would have been my 21^st wedding anniversary.  Instead of flowers or dinner or chocolate or even companionship, I got smacked in the ass by a huge pick-up truck and, when I got home, there was a notice in the mail that my divorce, or dissolution as some refer to it apparently, is final.  Wow, what a challenging day, especially for someone with PTSD.

The good news about getting divorced is that it gives you a chance to change your name.  So now my name is officially Marie Dagmar Kube, instead of Dagmar Marie Kube.  This will change my life.  No more:

“What is your name?”

“My name is Dagmar.”

“What?!”  “Huh?!”  “Where did you get a name like that?”  “What kind of a name is that?”  “What does that mean?”

or

“Mr. Dagmar Kube”

“Oh, I thought you were a man.”

“Dagman?”

or even

“Fagmar!”

Go ahead and go through the alphabet putting almost any letter in place of the “d” in “Dagmar” and see what you get; everybody does it.

I have now been hit by cars four times.  Twice I have been hit by drunk drivers, once while I was driving and once while I was a passenger.  Another time I was hit by a car while crossing the street.  And now a good smack on the hitch, which is better for the vehicle but worse for me.  Did you see how broken my back is in my picture on the homepage of this website, or were you too busy just looking at my ass?  If so, then wake up, please!

Of course I just bought this car after having saved up for it ever since I paid off my last car, a 2003 Nissan Sentra Spec V that my ex still drives.  Luckily I bought a Subaru Outback that stands up well to crashes, and luckily the guy who hit me was a very nice gentleman.  His insurance company, on the other hand, was not so nice at all.  The way that company has treated me, it is apparent that it does not realize that I am the temple of God.

“Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you?”   (1 Corinthians 3:16 KJV)

The imagery of your inner light described in blog post “Pierce the Veil” on this website fits well with the above verse.  You are so special that you are the temple of God and the Spirit of God dwells in you, don’t you know?  You are to be cherished, not taken advantage of.  And that is why I worry about you and I am writing this post to warn you against potential mistreatment in this evil world, even if you are not at fault.

In case anyone gets offended, know that I forgive you and I love you anyway.  And please see the blog post entitled, “Pierce the Veil” on this website about repentance and remittance.

Maybe it is just me because I am crazy, but if you ever get rear-ended, through no fault of your own, and then receive a letter like this from the at-fault driver’s insurance company, then I would say get a lawyer or, if you are unemployed like me, be a lawyer.  These days, though, in the United States of America, you will need to hire a lawyer to force the insurance company to pay for damage done, even if it is not your fault.  The insurance companies have resorted to every trick in the book to avoid paying claims, apparently.  You uphold your end of the bargain, in fact you are forced to pay for car insurance by law, but the insurance companies renege.

I want what the Lord wants, and I just cannot believe that the Lord wants me or any one of us to be treated this way, namely guilty until proven innocent.  How did things get so turned around?

Please do not sign anything like this.  And please do not sign anything you have not read and understood and agreed with.  I personally cross things out that I disagree with and refuse to sign things I disagree with whenever possible.  Also, I never give out my social security number, especially not to any company as adversarial as this!  And can you believe this document asks you to waive laws, regulations, and rules of ethics?  How can that be legal?

What in the world could a psychiatric and psychological report and information have to do with me being rear-ended?  It was not my fault!  How is this not discrimination and bullying?  And just because somebody hits me, an adversarial insurance company should get access to ANY INFORMATION CONCERNING MY PHYSICAL, MEDICAL, MENTAL, EMOTIONAL, PSYCHOLOGICAL, OR PSYCHIATRIC HISTORY, CONDITION, OR TREATMENT?  That is draconian.

I have been asked several different times now to describe the accident in detail.  I always say “no way.”  Right after the accident, the at-fault driver and I pulled over.  Now who are you going to call, ghost busters?  You bet!  See the “Instructions for Helping to Improve the Human Condition.”

I called my insurance company.  Both the at-fault driver and I spoke to my insurance company together to report the accident until there were no more questions.  Forever after I refer to that singular report.  Generation of any additional report(s) is not necessary and will probably result in some discrepancies between different reports that can be used against you.  Further, it seems to me that details can be less accurate the more time passes after the accident, so I stick with that initial report.

Luckily my sister, Gunda (sounds feminine at least), assured me that the damage to my brand new car is hardly noticeable.  Even better, she took me out for a mezcalrita, which did the trick to console me.  That is what sisters are for!  I love you!