Dear Earthwaves Posters,

In the two years I have been around the net and getting to know quite a number, for the most part it has been something I enjoyed immensely. However, tonight after several days of thinking about the integrity of those who know me, I have to say I am quite hurt and greviously disappointed. If my word in telling you a fox is in the chicken house is unworthy of your belief in me, the one who has been here for so long, then that says it all.

Very shortly I will be moving and with that, whatever my life has been, will come to a close. Pat in Petaluma will no longer exist and when I take my new name, only just a few of you will ever know who I am. There are few words that can express to you how your lack of faith in me has surprised me, made me understand why people become victims of one sort or another when those who chose to masquerade in the form of something else, do so in such a cunning way, that those who remain unaware are consumed by this madness.

It has been a long road to obtain my freedom, and it will be considerably longer to hopefully see the day when someone somewhere sees the plight of earthquake victims as I do. But in earthquake prediction there is a heartbeat and a soul, and as it beats, that ever present life force goes on, and maybe in time, one day, God willing, the life raft in the sea of seismic death will arrive.

To any of you who feel I may have hurt you, I send my apologies, for those who remain in that state of mind where you can accept an imposter over someone you know, beware because if you believe this now, one day it will be someone else, somewhere else and you'll fail to see all the semafores.

I'll keep hearing earthquakes arriving in advance, looking for a way to research this to a fruitful conclusion to prove it or disprove it. I will still dream of deadly earthquakes and know the sadness that comes from the victims of tomorrow. I still hear the voices in the wind and for them, they are not silent unto me.

May God bless and keep all of you well....Pat