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Alaikumassalam,
I feel quite odd to be begining a thread in this forum during Ramadan. But that is only because there exist circumstances in my life that I normally never expose. Only in Ramadan could it be safe to because in Ramadan these circumstances are a matter only for my own self. Yet the reason I find my self needing to expose any of this story is simply because I made a post in the thread asking to post special du'a for Ramadan.
My du'a is for that my family be enabled to protect children better.
I had been wondering why I was making a variety of posts that are in exposing my self since Ramadan began; then when I posted du'a I knew.
Also it is simply that there are so many very peculiar posts spread around these forums by now; and that alone is cause for me to be put upon to provide some logical explaination to much of what I have reported as life events, but which seem incredible. I have existed within a life story that opens that key of questioning what amout of knowledge can by accident beg disbelief. That is to say that my own real immediate life experience could only be perceived as impossible by almost all persons. Yet here I am and I am living in a set of conditions by which I am defined by that which most persons regard as impossible.
For example: most mainstream Australians regard that it is impossible for any person raised within mainstream Australia to return to the Traditional Aboriginal belief systems of many of our ancestors, and also that it is impossible for a mainstream Australian to become a Muslim; but putting both of those together and I am positively in need of refuting the existance of, to the mainstream Australian mind. This is the fundamental cause of the fact that my children are not living with me and I have not yet been able to obtain the social and legal support required to return my children to the safety of my own custody. I am simply not being believed in. So then folk tend to expect I must be insane, and allocate such labelling, thereby discrediting me further. There is sound clinical evidence that I am not able to be forced into a legal definition of insanity; but the Family court is not accepting that evidence because it is being presented by me. Government legal aid funding is not provided for me because the case is unlikely to succeed, but thereby having made it seem to be unlikely to succeed.
Here, further to what I have already posted, I will only mention minimally some of the occurrances in my life which accord that my own evidence of reality is that which few have been able to sustain belief in. I should not need to be crying out that I am innocent of the fact that my beliefs are fully evidenced in the world, but that is what I am enduring.
(here first note that I can only slip and fall in the first instance as is the Australian Aboriginal way)
My mother can barely recall my birth but I have had repeated Dreams of being born and landing on my head on the floor, and my mother screaming: "what have you done to my baby". But I can not know this since I have not gone through any hospital records to validate. But I do know it was snowing and my father built a snowman; and that my mother's labour was completed within twenty minutes of her realising she was in labour.
I am raised a devout Christian. But my father is a scientist and will not take communion because he has no evidence of Jesus crucifiction and resurrection. So after confirmation when I was fourteen, I also could not believe. But then I learned a Muslim teaching about the science of the last supper and Jesus ressurection, and after that can only believe.
My family were often oriented towards friendships with persons from other parts of the world; and I was very often exposed to a large variety of unusual beliefs and taught to repect each persons way of sustaining Faith.
My family have been in a dispute since I am three; and around the birth of my sister. Also not long after she was born we were both being regularly looked after at a house where there were persons whom abused us. We were taken there so that my mother could work for money as a school teacher. In 2003 my father apologised for the enduring pressure that I was under in perceiving that he and my mother were not reconciling the family finances correctly since even before that time; but he falls into memory lapses about ever having had need to apologise. I experienced a uterine prolapse which commenced when I was three from an accident, that is humorous now.
Our family made three large moves of location before I was twelve, but then stayed in one place only for the benefit of my education. Also my father had completed a PhD in organic chemistry when I was five and was offered specialised work in America that he could not afford to take up with a young family. His work laid the foundations for the magnetic resonancing machinery in modern hospitals.
I was a rebellious teenager but since I had never experienced any feeling of belonging among any of my peers I was not accepted within ordinary forms of teenage rebellion. Thereby I never fell to.
I went to New Zealand in 1984 by my families generosity; and then again in 1986-7 by my own efforts in waitressing at the Punjabi restaraunt that a friend's father owned and was chef at. During the second journey to New Zealand I was caught in an actual landslide up in the mountains, and my self and those I travelled with were all rescued by helicopter eventually, but all realising we were lucky to be alive. The event caused that I have never since had any sustainable Faith in safety supplied by the works of men. The full story of that event is also very very humourous. But then, I also learned rockclimbing as a teenager and I often found it quite hilarious when there was no option but to realise true danger, yet always within immediate personal safety. I often find my self within situations of being so close to immediate danger as to perceive its nature, yet ever certain that I am safe from. The humour is in realising that we each cause every instance of danger we enter. Somehow that stability was with me from early.
I was a volunteer for a community youth sound system access group. We were an incorporated body who owned the PA and ran it at a reduced cost for any group who was making a fundraising concert. Also some commerical work to raise the funds to cover the other work. I received training in sound mixing work. It was useful socially also because my peers were all out getting drunk and attending music concerts, but I had a work funcition at such events that enabled me to not go without social knowledge when I never could feel included otherwise. All my acquaintances gradually became other persons whom felt different for one reason or another; and while we usually had little else in common, the feeling of no place to belong was in common. This group of people seems to be a mixture of shaytan and youth seeking a form within which their true belief can be expressed, and is a constant part of Australian youth culture. We either learn the hard way and land on our feet, or stay outside of mainstream culture.
My first full time job was as a community radio liason officer at Community Radio 2XX. That is a radio station which has a license specifically for enabling minority points of veiw to receive air play. My job was to provide a bridge between the technology and people in the community who were not trained in the use of. I became very rapidly educated in a vast array of minority community points of veiw. For example: among my first tasks were making sound recordings for airplay of a woman speaking about the plight of the Kurdish people; and two well known Aboriginal activists speaking about the need to boycott Australian bicentenary celebrations.
At the beginning of the Bicentenary of Captain Cook planting a British flag on Australian soil and declaring Australia legally "terra nulluis" (land with no Humans); I was most honoured and lucky to be present quite by accident at a Traditionally Oriented Aboriginal Corroboree on the eve and dawn of the exact 200th anniversary of that event. The Corroboree was made for re-establishing traditional Kinship systems, and can be comprehended alike to the fact of reuniting the Ummah of Indigenous Muslim Australians. I am under constant obligation to that work my whole life by my presence at that Corroboree. Others who were there might not regard that it was an event oriented with Muslim belief; but it can be anthropologically verified that Muslim belief was adopted by Aborigines in Arneham land, among whom were important players in the event. I guess it can be place within the context of being an all night prayer vigil. Over all the event gave me a solid reason to believe that my function as a white Australian is not to be seperate from the black Aboriginal community. The total ceremony was one made specifically for imparting culture to children.
I travelled to England in 1989, returning in 1991 via: Holland, Germany, Italy, Greece, Yugoslavia, Hungary, Moscow, Beijing, Shanghai, Tokyo; over a three month period in which I travelled with my children's father, an Irish, and had very little money.
I have three children, all sons, born in 1991, 1994, and 1997. They are the best.
I studied many different tertiary subjects as I found an interest while my children were young. I never got a degree but am really not inclined to sacrifice motherhood except for the units of study that engage me well, and those subjects never fit into a whole degree pattern. They are: anthropology; history; politics; sociology; linguistics; physics; maths; chemistry; biology; anatomy and physiology; community education; and counselling. (why is this the part where I feel my own peers would describe me as a weirdo?) My middle son went to visit the student occupation of the University Chancellry building when he was a new born; and all my children have been carted around to various unusual events by me, as it could be afforded within their contentment. They all were present at University lectures as babies; and also at a variety of other left wing political events; and hippy social events, but at which their needs always determined my own attendance.
I worked for a while as a youth worker engaged in developing peer support networks among younger mothers. I also engaged in other managerial youth work briefly. I worked casually scavenging at the rubbish dump for a group with such a licence. I developed a strong interest in the scientific basis for the efficacy of homeopathic medicines and that is the cause that lead me toward an Islamic teaching.
I seperated from my children's father eventually and then a rapid series of changes occurred. The work of the homeopath whom my enquiry had been through was aligned with, but not in accord with, some of the teaching of esoteric Islam, through allegorical literature that is occasionally available in 'the west', and directed towards the psychology of persons raised in the mainstream of 'the west'. That work interrupted my life substantially including causing that my children's father and I seperated. There was a period of three and a half years between me becoming aware of such work, and me realising that the proponents of that work whom I was by then familiar with, over a twelve year period, were not in accordance with the actual aims of the work.
During that period:
I was bothered by a psychological disturbance which can be attributed to having been caused by the landslide in New Zealand, as a post tramautic stress reaction to specific sounds;
I worked to re-orient my skills to my children's needs of me in the home;
I recovered in a miracle from the prolapse that had begun when I was three, and to only my own families need to heed, except in that the psychological change which I underwent was substantial after thirty years and all my education received within the prolapsed state;
I found a need in my self to commit to not accepting money for my labour;
I learned to cook better;
I established a market stall selling teaching materials for handicrafts, and gave it up when I broke even;
Me and my children ate mostly from a vegetable garden, and I learned to preserve fresh food;
I became one of the school canteen Mummies, and also negotiated with the school and department of education to homeschool my children part time;
Me and my children went on a big camping adventure that I had written into the homeschooling cirriculum that was approved by the department of education;
The relations between my self and my parents were more difficult than ever since my children's father had left me just after we moved into a house my father owns within an arrangement assuming that I would eventually purchase that house.
Things were more difficult from early 2003 because of events at the Aboriginal Tent Embassy in Canberra. I had my nose broken, and there after my children were removed from me by their father during a temporary stay at his house. The action he took was supported widely by elements of racist policing within the black skin Aboriginal community. That accorded that I lost any possiblity of social support from within my own usual community, including from my parents.
Since then I have been trying to source the causes of why the court action is being wrongly weighted against me. My explorations have taken me into a number of unlikely settings, but including the public meetings of an occultist organisation whom the neo-nazis affiliate with, and which is fundamentally a promoter of the social structures of racism.
I have also encountered criminals (there are a few good Aboriginal men whom have escorted me into settings of learning about what is going on among criminals; but whom needed to pretend that they were opposed to me so as to enable that they could accord me safety; they are culturally patterned to give their game away to any close companion whom can perceive their communications that shaytan are unable to perceive, so shaytan regard that I am completely unsupported by such men); and what I have observed is that there are crime gangs whom affiliate themselves with nazism, and are within patterns of entrapping any female they encounter whom they perceive of as a good mother. What they do in its worst extreme is documented by a rape counselling service, at a shocking rate. They work to cause mental illness in mothers and then to remove their children; and force the mothers into prostitution. The women whom fall to such are regarded as the best prostitutes because they have a degree of motivation that no other prostitutes can avail themselves of. It is that emotion of anger at the situation. I am fortunate that drugs present me with no temptation. The purpose of such criminals is to cause for themselves large quantities of self worth from both the mothers and the children, within patterned structures of criminal socialisation. Thereby they accord to themselves that their criminal nature is hidden, and that good mothers and their children are faulted with the exact crimes. What the criminals fail to realise is that the very function which causes that such women become good prostitutes also cause that the secretly harbour Iman, and will inevitably hold all those whom abused them into account. It is because of this broad picture that I have been often socialising among the homeless persons in the City I am living in. There are a few true believers among. The evidence is that only few criminals know about the entirity of this situation, but that among those whom know are included individuals whom enacted some of the causes of all black magic. Australian society is so effected by such circumstances that it is my belief that the persons whom I previously mentioned as having interferred with my life, are themselves falsely believing that they are the causes of such activity, and so they work to try to hide such; but therein caused further.
I write lots of letters to official people who do not want to know about my situation. Recently the folk I am trying to attract the attention of towards my legal case might have begun to regard it differently only because I have distanced my self from all the other cases in which Indigenous women have had their children removed. I can not be certain yet. I acted to distance my self not so as to expediate the case by cause of being white, but because I have repeatedly experienced persons in the identifying Aboriginal community determining that they can profit from denying me legal confirmation of my Aboriginality; and such persons have been in knowledge that such will detrimentally effect my court case. This is because I am allegedly insane, defined by a report from my mother that I had a delusion that my skin is black, and which was her interpretation of my effort to substantiate an Aboriginal identity through family. Her own mother gave me minimal oral evidence. I have built a sound legal case to protect my children but there are no lawyers whom can afford to take it up, especially while I am being refused legal aid; but I shall keep trying to find one whom is able.
My children will be needing plenty of emotional recovery time and space once they are back in my care. My nine year old son has two grey hairs; my fourteen year old son is about to launch into the world of theological jurisprudence through his disagreements with other Navy cadets; and in the middle is Sal, whose will is the most generous of any I know. We all like Steve Irwin.
That is all I can tell. Sorry it is so long; and thankyou for wanting this knowledge.
wasalam
I feel quite odd to be begining a thread in this forum during Ramadan. But that is only because there exist circumstances in my life that I normally never expose. Only in Ramadan could it be safe to because in Ramadan these circumstances are a matter only for my own self. Yet the reason I find my self needing to expose any of this story is simply because I made a post in the thread asking to post special du'a for Ramadan.
My du'a is for that my family be enabled to protect children better.
I had been wondering why I was making a variety of posts that are in exposing my self since Ramadan began; then when I posted du'a I knew.
Also it is simply that there are so many very peculiar posts spread around these forums by now; and that alone is cause for me to be put upon to provide some logical explaination to much of what I have reported as life events, but which seem incredible. I have existed within a life story that opens that key of questioning what amout of knowledge can by accident beg disbelief. That is to say that my own real immediate life experience could only be perceived as impossible by almost all persons. Yet here I am and I am living in a set of conditions by which I am defined by that which most persons regard as impossible.
For example: most mainstream Australians regard that it is impossible for any person raised within mainstream Australia to return to the Traditional Aboriginal belief systems of many of our ancestors, and also that it is impossible for a mainstream Australian to become a Muslim; but putting both of those together and I am positively in need of refuting the existance of, to the mainstream Australian mind. This is the fundamental cause of the fact that my children are not living with me and I have not yet been able to obtain the social and legal support required to return my children to the safety of my own custody. I am simply not being believed in. So then folk tend to expect I must be insane, and allocate such labelling, thereby discrediting me further. There is sound clinical evidence that I am not able to be forced into a legal definition of insanity; but the Family court is not accepting that evidence because it is being presented by me. Government legal aid funding is not provided for me because the case is unlikely to succeed, but thereby having made it seem to be unlikely to succeed.
Here, further to what I have already posted, I will only mention minimally some of the occurrances in my life which accord that my own evidence of reality is that which few have been able to sustain belief in. I should not need to be crying out that I am innocent of the fact that my beliefs are fully evidenced in the world, but that is what I am enduring.
(here first note that I can only slip and fall in the first instance as is the Australian Aboriginal way)
My mother can barely recall my birth but I have had repeated Dreams of being born and landing on my head on the floor, and my mother screaming: "what have you done to my baby". But I can not know this since I have not gone through any hospital records to validate. But I do know it was snowing and my father built a snowman; and that my mother's labour was completed within twenty minutes of her realising she was in labour.
I am raised a devout Christian. But my father is a scientist and will not take communion because he has no evidence of Jesus crucifiction and resurrection. So after confirmation when I was fourteen, I also could not believe. But then I learned a Muslim teaching about the science of the last supper and Jesus ressurection, and after that can only believe.
My family were often oriented towards friendships with persons from other parts of the world; and I was very often exposed to a large variety of unusual beliefs and taught to repect each persons way of sustaining Faith.
My family have been in a dispute since I am three; and around the birth of my sister. Also not long after she was born we were both being regularly looked after at a house where there were persons whom abused us. We were taken there so that my mother could work for money as a school teacher. In 2003 my father apologised for the enduring pressure that I was under in perceiving that he and my mother were not reconciling the family finances correctly since even before that time; but he falls into memory lapses about ever having had need to apologise. I experienced a uterine prolapse which commenced when I was three from an accident, that is humorous now.
Our family made three large moves of location before I was twelve, but then stayed in one place only for the benefit of my education. Also my father had completed a PhD in organic chemistry when I was five and was offered specialised work in America that he could not afford to take up with a young family. His work laid the foundations for the magnetic resonancing machinery in modern hospitals.
I was a rebellious teenager but since I had never experienced any feeling of belonging among any of my peers I was not accepted within ordinary forms of teenage rebellion. Thereby I never fell to.
I went to New Zealand in 1984 by my families generosity; and then again in 1986-7 by my own efforts in waitressing at the Punjabi restaraunt that a friend's father owned and was chef at. During the second journey to New Zealand I was caught in an actual landslide up in the mountains, and my self and those I travelled with were all rescued by helicopter eventually, but all realising we were lucky to be alive. The event caused that I have never since had any sustainable Faith in safety supplied by the works of men. The full story of that event is also very very humourous. But then, I also learned rockclimbing as a teenager and I often found it quite hilarious when there was no option but to realise true danger, yet always within immediate personal safety. I often find my self within situations of being so close to immediate danger as to perceive its nature, yet ever certain that I am safe from. The humour is in realising that we each cause every instance of danger we enter. Somehow that stability was with me from early.
I was a volunteer for a community youth sound system access group. We were an incorporated body who owned the PA and ran it at a reduced cost for any group who was making a fundraising concert. Also some commerical work to raise the funds to cover the other work. I received training in sound mixing work. It was useful socially also because my peers were all out getting drunk and attending music concerts, but I had a work funcition at such events that enabled me to not go without social knowledge when I never could feel included otherwise. All my acquaintances gradually became other persons whom felt different for one reason or another; and while we usually had little else in common, the feeling of no place to belong was in common. This group of people seems to be a mixture of shaytan and youth seeking a form within which their true belief can be expressed, and is a constant part of Australian youth culture. We either learn the hard way and land on our feet, or stay outside of mainstream culture.
My first full time job was as a community radio liason officer at Community Radio 2XX. That is a radio station which has a license specifically for enabling minority points of veiw to receive air play. My job was to provide a bridge between the technology and people in the community who were not trained in the use of. I became very rapidly educated in a vast array of minority community points of veiw. For example: among my first tasks were making sound recordings for airplay of a woman speaking about the plight of the Kurdish people; and two well known Aboriginal activists speaking about the need to boycott Australian bicentenary celebrations.
At the beginning of the Bicentenary of Captain Cook planting a British flag on Australian soil and declaring Australia legally "terra nulluis" (land with no Humans); I was most honoured and lucky to be present quite by accident at a Traditionally Oriented Aboriginal Corroboree on the eve and dawn of the exact 200th anniversary of that event. The Corroboree was made for re-establishing traditional Kinship systems, and can be comprehended alike to the fact of reuniting the Ummah of Indigenous Muslim Australians. I am under constant obligation to that work my whole life by my presence at that Corroboree. Others who were there might not regard that it was an event oriented with Muslim belief; but it can be anthropologically verified that Muslim belief was adopted by Aborigines in Arneham land, among whom were important players in the event. I guess it can be place within the context of being an all night prayer vigil. Over all the event gave me a solid reason to believe that my function as a white Australian is not to be seperate from the black Aboriginal community. The total ceremony was one made specifically for imparting culture to children.
I travelled to England in 1989, returning in 1991 via: Holland, Germany, Italy, Greece, Yugoslavia, Hungary, Moscow, Beijing, Shanghai, Tokyo; over a three month period in which I travelled with my children's father, an Irish, and had very little money.
I have three children, all sons, born in 1991, 1994, and 1997. They are the best.
I studied many different tertiary subjects as I found an interest while my children were young. I never got a degree but am really not inclined to sacrifice motherhood except for the units of study that engage me well, and those subjects never fit into a whole degree pattern. They are: anthropology; history; politics; sociology; linguistics; physics; maths; chemistry; biology; anatomy and physiology; community education; and counselling. (why is this the part where I feel my own peers would describe me as a weirdo?) My middle son went to visit the student occupation of the University Chancellry building when he was a new born; and all my children have been carted around to various unusual events by me, as it could be afforded within their contentment. They all were present at University lectures as babies; and also at a variety of other left wing political events; and hippy social events, but at which their needs always determined my own attendance.
I worked for a while as a youth worker engaged in developing peer support networks among younger mothers. I also engaged in other managerial youth work briefly. I worked casually scavenging at the rubbish dump for a group with such a licence. I developed a strong interest in the scientific basis for the efficacy of homeopathic medicines and that is the cause that lead me toward an Islamic teaching.
I seperated from my children's father eventually and then a rapid series of changes occurred. The work of the homeopath whom my enquiry had been through was aligned with, but not in accord with, some of the teaching of esoteric Islam, through allegorical literature that is occasionally available in 'the west', and directed towards the psychology of persons raised in the mainstream of 'the west'. That work interrupted my life substantially including causing that my children's father and I seperated. There was a period of three and a half years between me becoming aware of such work, and me realising that the proponents of that work whom I was by then familiar with, over a twelve year period, were not in accordance with the actual aims of the work.
During that period:
I was bothered by a psychological disturbance which can be attributed to having been caused by the landslide in New Zealand, as a post tramautic stress reaction to specific sounds;
I worked to re-orient my skills to my children's needs of me in the home;
I recovered in a miracle from the prolapse that had begun when I was three, and to only my own families need to heed, except in that the psychological change which I underwent was substantial after thirty years and all my education received within the prolapsed state;
I found a need in my self to commit to not accepting money for my labour;
I learned to cook better;
I established a market stall selling teaching materials for handicrafts, and gave it up when I broke even;
Me and my children ate mostly from a vegetable garden, and I learned to preserve fresh food;
I became one of the school canteen Mummies, and also negotiated with the school and department of education to homeschool my children part time;
Me and my children went on a big camping adventure that I had written into the homeschooling cirriculum that was approved by the department of education;
The relations between my self and my parents were more difficult than ever since my children's father had left me just after we moved into a house my father owns within an arrangement assuming that I would eventually purchase that house.
Things were more difficult from early 2003 because of events at the Aboriginal Tent Embassy in Canberra. I had my nose broken, and there after my children were removed from me by their father during a temporary stay at his house. The action he took was supported widely by elements of racist policing within the black skin Aboriginal community. That accorded that I lost any possiblity of social support from within my own usual community, including from my parents.
Since then I have been trying to source the causes of why the court action is being wrongly weighted against me. My explorations have taken me into a number of unlikely settings, but including the public meetings of an occultist organisation whom the neo-nazis affiliate with, and which is fundamentally a promoter of the social structures of racism.
I have also encountered criminals (there are a few good Aboriginal men whom have escorted me into settings of learning about what is going on among criminals; but whom needed to pretend that they were opposed to me so as to enable that they could accord me safety; they are culturally patterned to give their game away to any close companion whom can perceive their communications that shaytan are unable to perceive, so shaytan regard that I am completely unsupported by such men); and what I have observed is that there are crime gangs whom affiliate themselves with nazism, and are within patterns of entrapping any female they encounter whom they perceive of as a good mother. What they do in its worst extreme is documented by a rape counselling service, at a shocking rate. They work to cause mental illness in mothers and then to remove their children; and force the mothers into prostitution. The women whom fall to such are regarded as the best prostitutes because they have a degree of motivation that no other prostitutes can avail themselves of. It is that emotion of anger at the situation. I am fortunate that drugs present me with no temptation. The purpose of such criminals is to cause for themselves large quantities of self worth from both the mothers and the children, within patterned structures of criminal socialisation. Thereby they accord to themselves that their criminal nature is hidden, and that good mothers and their children are faulted with the exact crimes. What the criminals fail to realise is that the very function which causes that such women become good prostitutes also cause that the secretly harbour Iman, and will inevitably hold all those whom abused them into account. It is because of this broad picture that I have been often socialising among the homeless persons in the City I am living in. There are a few true believers among. The evidence is that only few criminals know about the entirity of this situation, but that among those whom know are included individuals whom enacted some of the causes of all black magic. Australian society is so effected by such circumstances that it is my belief that the persons whom I previously mentioned as having interferred with my life, are themselves falsely believing that they are the causes of such activity, and so they work to try to hide such; but therein caused further.
I write lots of letters to official people who do not want to know about my situation. Recently the folk I am trying to attract the attention of towards my legal case might have begun to regard it differently only because I have distanced my self from all the other cases in which Indigenous women have had their children removed. I can not be certain yet. I acted to distance my self not so as to expediate the case by cause of being white, but because I have repeatedly experienced persons in the identifying Aboriginal community determining that they can profit from denying me legal confirmation of my Aboriginality; and such persons have been in knowledge that such will detrimentally effect my court case. This is because I am allegedly insane, defined by a report from my mother that I had a delusion that my skin is black, and which was her interpretation of my effort to substantiate an Aboriginal identity through family. Her own mother gave me minimal oral evidence. I have built a sound legal case to protect my children but there are no lawyers whom can afford to take it up, especially while I am being refused legal aid; but I shall keep trying to find one whom is able.
My children will be needing plenty of emotional recovery time and space once they are back in my care. My nine year old son has two grey hairs; my fourteen year old son is about to launch into the world of theological jurisprudence through his disagreements with other Navy cadets; and in the middle is Sal, whose will is the most generous of any I know. We all like Steve Irwin.
That is all I can tell. Sorry it is so long; and thankyou for wanting this knowledge.
wasalam
I would not refuse the money if its come from job.