to black string musicians, beautiful the first child i raised was first Nation and Hawaiian, they burnt a cross in my yard in my early teens when i raised him, they killed him 2 years ago on a bus in Bend Oregon, the agony live through is terrible, all my life i have done art with a journey with purpose, ' you remind me that work is important,i hang on under torture to publish my work on energy,has well has paid for stolen art and other work, that will save millions of lives! all the shows i did for homeless, gang kids, victims, the disabled and those with cancel remind me that this is WHY the violators can not use me, because humans have a right to live, in freedom, privacy and paid for our work!! fellow artist ,go In beauty, you can play on my yard anytime and iwill not lose any more of my family to heat and see you, to stop injustice and the new slavery must now happen!to survive and have an economy, freedom restitution,and privacy to Roberta May Hope Caster,first Nation , journey with propose, hope under torture