Caylee asked us to send this to the media in Florida, Washington, DC, and Los Angeles, CA. It has some very important thoughts. We so wish her dreams could come true!

Most Profound Greetings!

Got an horrendous surprise this morning for Mr. Polley's birthday but can't talk about it to anybody except to the people that it was intended for. Don't that drive you crazy? But it's wonderful, it's something really, really wonderful and I hope the people that the message was sent to will respond. Mr. Polley's getting birthday greetings from all over! The Salt Lake City Tribune remembered him, and others. I love it when his sister calls! I want so much to be his real daughter and have him take me to her and have her hold me and be in wonder of me because his whole family has wanted him to have children for so long. I keep asking everybody to tell him that 62 is not too old. It doesn't matter how old a parent is, what matters is how much love they can give. And there's nothing wrong with a child leading a Godly life, and learning to be respectful to other people, and to do all things in righteousness, not in hate. Thank God Mr. Polley can't hate! His anger is bad enough! Nobody wants him angry at them! But his tenderness is enough to fill your soul and my soul needs to be filled. Has my grandfather's letter arrived? It's perfectly all right for you to read it. But I do hope you will take it to him. I need it so much. So many wondrous things happen around Mr. Polley! Everybody seems to be asking him for help. The last one was so utterly strange! It took them quite a while to figure out what was going on but they believed they encountered another spirit child that was an earth bound spirit who had born deaf and blind and had never experienced sight and sound in her first lifetime and couldn't find her way to The Afterlife. And something was hunting her. Unfortunately for it, it found Mr. Polley, and it won't be hunting anything any more! I wish it hadn't scratched him, though! But Mrs. Keller came and managed to get the child into The Afterlife, and her and her friends are caring for her. Mr. Polley would like to know where it came from. Because if people had it in the material world and were abusing it, he'd like to pay them a little visit. But hopefully the dark thing took her after she died and she was being well treated in her material existence. However, we may never know. She has no way of telling us. All she perceives from her lifetime is darkness and silence. They are drawn to Mr. Polley, spirits that are in trouble. They sense his power and come to him, seeking help. I of anyone can understand that! But it is so wondrous. If we could just restore his powers so he could do more! He's getting so he can sleep fairly well, but he can't astral travel. It creates havoc. So he can only work very close to his home, and through these emails. He must depend on those that work for him to do other things. Fortunately he has some very good people working for him! I do not know what I would do without the other creatures of Darkness that tend me! My dearest friend has completed her period of service. She could have a new body any time. She doesn't have to stay. But now she is staying of her own free will, guarding me and helping me. They are my close in defense. If anybody gets by Mr. Lennon I gaurantee you they're going to regret it! That's why I want a sister. I want her to be with me always. I want Mr. Polley to continue to protect her , even though he doesn't have to any more. But everything takes money, money, money, money, and Mr. Polley doesn't have any. And all the people that have it would rather spend it on foolish things rather than things that will reward them in Heaven. Mr. Cobain tells me how terrible it was for him until Mr. Lennon saved him. What wondrous things! And Mr. Polley taught Mr. Lennon and so many others. I just don't understand why people don't like him. Maybe I'm too close. Maybe I'm too dependent on him, and I can't see what other people don't like. But I just don't understand! Well, I'd better go for today. But could you write to me? Could you tell me a little bit about yourself? Mrs. Polley could probably find it on the internet, but I'd really rather find out from you! Do you like little girls? Do you have a family? If I become Mr. Polley's daughter would you like to hold me? I know I'm dreaming. Mr. Polley keeps saying I shouldn't hope for that, that it might be impossible. There's so many things that we don't know. But time and time again he does the impossible! Lately it seems to be commonplace. They're doing things they said could never be done because they have so much power. I'd really enjoy it! God always tells me to go to the very best people, the ones that can help me the most. There's all kinds of people in Orlando. He could've sent me to a reporter at a t.v. station, or somebody at a radio station, or some public official. But God told me to go to you. So there must be a reason! He sent me to my angel in Los Angeles and she makes me so very, very happy! There must be a reason He sent me to you!