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The story is this. I live in Britain and have never in my life been respected to my face for my creativity of any kind. I write poetry and music about world peace and inter-religious cooperation, harmony, love and kindness - yet I am actually a victim of hit and runs and mental harassment by higher 'sectors' whereby even my free-law provided solicitor is corrupt. My father has even asked me like some half-zonked zombie why I want visitors to my website and still hasn't read any of my books. My only true friend in life still cannot find a single day to travel 5 miles down the road to visit me. Needless to say I don't intend to live here for much longer.

Anyway, that aside since I am dealing with that via my own sensible and legal procedure.

So I am grateful for your positive comments and I too apologise if I have upset any innocent feelings caught up in the mess. But due to my situation and stress levels I do not wish to continue this discussion nor do I intend to actively partake in many collaborative intellectual discussions over the internet until I find and settle down amongst a friendly society that understand moral respect.

Have fun playing Chess.