Sunday, May 25, 2014














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One fifty four year old man with physical & emotional disability in a half century search for respite, solace, housing, diagnosis.








« No head injury is too severe to despair of, nor too trivial to ignore. » – Hippocrates, 460-375 B.C.E.








I want to learn to qualify as a good, acceptable, productive society member.








Every month there are stories regarding brain injury pertinent to football, baseball, basketball, hockey & military. Never is there a brain injury story regarding a tortured child sixty years later, eighty years later. Never, ever.








My long term memory, as well as short term memory, have developed gaps; but, I do recall my mother having told me that as a baby I had gotten between my parents & been knocked unconscious by my father. However, I have come to doubt most any recollection.








Various experiences of my misnomer childhood, misnomer adulthood, have led me to wonder about brain injury, autism, et cetera.








In the late 1980's I was diagnosed with myofascial syndrome, by two doctors that had been wife & husband, as I recall. Myofascia is connective tissue undercoat to skin & muscle, membrane, sheath, film; when myofascia malfunction, everything is broke & broken. An emotional or psychological symptom is obsessive compulsive tendency. Another is suicidal depression. I am somewhat agoraphobic.








I am paralyzingly terrified of being forced into a board & care facility, being assaulted by obtrusive sickening noise, smell, cramped quarters & quickly finding myself to spend several years in criminal prison due to my reaction.








Thank You,


DonFphrnqTaub Persina






















































One fifty four year old man with physical & emotional disability in a half century search for respite, solace, housing, diagnosis.








« No head injury is too severe to despair of, nor too trivial to ignore. » – Hippocrates, 460-375 B.C.E.








I want to learn to qualify as a good, acceptable, productive society member.








Every month there are stories regarding brain injury pertinent to football, baseball, basketball, hockey & military. Never is there a brain injury story regarding a tortured child sixty years later, eighty years later. Never, ever.








My long term memory, as well as short term memory, have developed gaps; but, I do recall my mother having told me that as a baby I had gotten between my parents & been knocked unconscious by my father. However, I have come to doubt most any recollection.








Various experiences of my misnomer childhood, misnomer adulthood, have led me to wonder about brain injury, autism, et cetera.








In the late 1980's I was diagnosed with myofascial syndrome, by two doctors that had been wife & husband, as I recall. Myofascia is connective tissue undercoat to skin & muscle, membrane, sheath, film; when myofascia malfunction, everything is broke & broken. An emotional or psychological symptom is obsessive compulsive tendency. Another is suicidal depression. I am somewhat agoraphobic.








Physical symptoms of myofascial &/or fibromyalgia include referred pain, reflective pain that wanders, chronic fatigue, chemical sensitivity, constipation, diarrhea, sensitivity to light, particularly florescent & sound, noise pollution, difficulty speaking, migraine, insomnia, urinary frequency, et al.








Methane sometimes causes my eyelid skin to peel. I have an ankle condition that has prevented me from wearing a sock or shoe or sneaker since the 1980's. Heat, cold, high humidity, low humidity, each can aggravate migraine.








I am very temperature sensitive. I can be too hot & too cold simultaneously. I am frequently frigid @ eighty degrees, Fahrenheit.








Despite that, I am somewhat vestiphobic [ or estiophobic ???? ]; clothing sometimes makes me feel constricted.








My brother & father had used a house approximately two hundred feet from Palm Drive, Estrella Avenue, Desert Hot Springs, as an office. They each died with cancer, first quarter, 2011.








Eventually, I began using this dilapidated, ramshackle house, vomit color paint, as a home for myself & a cat, that I frequently think of as an alleypussycat, « Sam », as well as a turtle, « HopiaKuta ». I eventually brought the turtle to the county pet shelter in Thousand Palms District, due to the difficulty of caring for him for twelve years.








Then, a very noise pollution inclined church moved in next door, aggravating my migraine, causing violent fantasy, temptation. I was therefore diagnosed psychotic. The noise pollution has often been most acute on Friday night, nearly midnight, Sunday morning & Sunday afternoon.








This church problem seems to have mostly dissipated in 2014, especially in May, 2014; however, I remain extremely susceptible to illness symptoms from noise & smell. I sometimes must walk away from a grocery shelf quickly due the smell of various food & other chemical causing dizziness or other symptoms.








I have come to believe that I require more complete diagnosis & treatment, a community where such healthcare might be available, as well as a home where I would be less subject to noise pollution, a neighborhood where I might be less subject to a tobacco onslaught. I hope for a variety of improvements for myself & Sam.








An electric wheelchair would help to reduce physical pain & reduce agoraphobia. It had been true in the 1990's.








I had been in Los Angeles City for most of the 1980's & 1990's; I do suspect that that is where I must return to.








I am not welcome in Desert Hot. I am not certain what I need; but, I am certain that I must try to alter something. To get out of Riverside County seems appropriate, logical. I must attempt to go where I might find the assistance that I require.








There are likely many other persons with similar problems; I would like to establish a nonprofit foundation to assist others in a similar predicament.




















In 1978 I was one month & eighteen days in the Air Force, Lackland, San Antonio.




















My grandfather, Harry Taub, died in 1986, likely of suicide.








My birth certificate name, 1959, is Donald Frank Persina. For more than twenty years I have spelt my name as DonFphrnqTaub Persina. On < http://google.com > I am DonFphrnqTaub Persina. On < http://facebook.com > I use Harry Taub, as they prohibit me from being DonFphrnqTaub Persina.








I am paralyzingly terrified of being forced into a board & care facility, being assaulted by obtrusive sickening noise, smell, cramped quarters & quickly finding myself to spend several years in criminal prison due to my reaction.

















I have read that more than a billion persons endure without electricity; it is my impression that those people with the least electricity access also tend to be amongst those with the least power, politically, educationally, telecommunicationally, theologically, financially, electrically, electorally, socially.








I know that there are many persons that endure much worse torture & slavery than have I & I have deep empathy for those worse off than am I; however, I do find it necessary to write about my dilemma, in order to solve my problem.








Jason Stone & Danielle Dawn Smalley, ostensibly daughter of Judy Ann Woods Smalley & Dan Smalley, died of excess energy & inadequate emergency telecommunication &/or urgency telecommunication. Amy Leigh Smalley, sister. I advocate the creation of urgency telecommunication & urgency restroom, strategically located in every neighborhood. Urgency telecommunication should be designed so as to not spark fossil fool fuel.








Charleston Hampton Race Course Martyr National Cemetery was destroyed because it had been founded by African American slaves, which is why it should be recreated.








I hereby contend that above every fossil fool fuel pipeline, as well as above every freeway, beginning with Interstate Ten, there should be photovoltaic panels & aerogenerators. There should be an aerogenerator & solar panel ribbon across the continent. While stranded in Interstate Ten freeway traffic, a driver or passenger should have reduced ultraviolet exposure due to the three thousand mile long panel array shielding against exposure.








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Thank You,


DonFphrnqTaub Persina