The year was 1991.... a young fledgling rock star from Seattle was in pain. A lot of pain. Rigorous touring was not to blame. Soon the young musician realized something was wrong. Very wrong. His wife, that he'd had memories of but never actually met was missing from his life. From that time period in general. Trapped in 2012, she awaits a way back. A way back to change the future... a future that turns into a place with no Kurt Cobain.

A murder plot that turns into the most famous suicide in history, this site is dedicated to the small story of the husband who left a billion clues for the wife who figured them out.

Now her goal is to avenge her husband's death by pinning the murderer's with their crime...

Meanwhile she pours herself into her journal, awaiting the day she is finally reunited with her husband in time.

Letters to Kurt...


Monday, December 12, 2011

Kurt,


Dear god I miss you. Not a day goes by where I don't think about how perfect our lives would have been if I had you to share our time. I can say it again and again, but I still cannot fathom why they took you away.

I still talk to you regularly but it's not enough. It's never enough. I need you back. I love you.


I'm sorry.

love,
your soulmate forever

Monday, November 7, 2011

Dear Kurt,

there is nothing quite like hearing your brother cry for you and have no power to control it. The need to put my arms around him and you when you're out of reach is disconcerting. We are out of space and time with our family. I know you speak often of how you feel no actual relation to the family you were raised by. They bare no physical and no intellectual and no personal and no soulful resemblence to you at all.

It's as if we were all lifted from a different dimension and propped in some alternate universe away from each other and are fighting our way back together but have no control. I don't understand it, you don't understand it, but it's real. And it hurts.

"If you read, you will judge..." you wrote that, and that's what they are doing right now. Good for them.


p.l.e.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

noon again

noon again
did you take your little
orange pill?
psycotic episodes dwindling
no more
open your heart-shaped box
a serenade
of better times
agitation flourish me
to the tunes on the
radio
as another song
serenades me on your
life
email a line
to the next swindler
who will give us a free
ride
no more pills
in this heart-shaped box
to comfort this
swindler
did you get the letter
a common plea
to the voices
we're fond of
talk to me gracefully
issue solace
pay respect
to the carat of
residuals
playing on my radio
just a spinster
you swindler
ass numb
on dirty pavement
park bench tempting
good night's sleep
i read your journal entries
tempting as i write
footsteps eery
bored
solitude
confining
lipstick prints on
flannel sleeves
which hat should i choose
tonight, honey?
a marks man
without a sword
swallowed whole
tempting
no orange pill today
never again
leaf blower's torch
sing again
90's anthems
in the rain
espresso brewing
seattle grinds
grunge god searching for a rhyme
groove to your own rythm
mended with thyme
light a cigarette
fire up the match
shriveled acoustic
biding time
tune a casing
that's simple
i miss your face
imagery in my mind
open your heart-shaped box
fill me in
where have you been?
simpletons wearing me thin
i let you in
sacred words
another tune on the radio
wearing thin
let me in
you emasculated simpleton

effortlessly

the church bells give me
no comfort to the
mp3 player ringing in my
disillusioned ears
light a cigarette backwards
turn it around again
smoke heavy
breath in smog filled air
L.A sanctuary
a joint grazing my
callus lips
breath in again
freeing sounds
drifting through my
disillusioned ears
our songs play
cigarette burning
you wait patiently
as I write
come back to me
effortlessly
put cigarette out
on shirt sleeves made of
flannel
did you wash them today?
effortless
songs blaring
headphones of quality
like your second song
you write
effortlessly
tug of earphone wires
as espresso grazes my
willful lips
blasting a song of L.A likliness
punk and ska
woeful entrances
blasting
effortlessly

Sunday, October 16, 2011

oops

OKAY MOTHERFUCKERS I’VE ASKED YOU NICELY NOW I MEAN BUSINESS.

THIS MAN DESERVES JUSTICE.

IT HAS BEEN SEVENTEEN MOTHER FUCKING YEARS SINCE HIS MURDER.

AT THIS POINT THE SEATTLE POLICE DEPARTMENT IS THE PRIME SUSPECT.

IF THIS CASE IS NOT REOPENED THAN YOU ARE ALL HELD ACOUNTABLE.WHY DID THE SEATTLE POLICE DEPARTMENT WAIT 30 DAYS!!!!!!!

TO FINGERPRINT THE GUN????????????????????????????

WHY DID SARGEANT DIP SHIT SAY THAT A TINY LITTLE STOOL WAS BARRICADING TWO HEAVY GLASS DOORS FROM THE OPPOSITE FUCKING SIDES???????????

WHY DID THE SEATTLE POLICE DEPARTMENT DISCARD THE FACT THAT THERE WERE NO FUCKING FINGERPRINTS ON THE FOLLOWING ITEMS:

1- GUN.
2- PEN.
3- PAPER.
4- NEEDLE.
5- HEROIN BOX.
6- HEROIN.

DOOR…. DOORKNOB….WALL…FLOOR….. JACKET VICTIM WAS WEARING…
(YOU GET THE POINT DUMB ASSES)

He was WRITTEN OFF as SUICIDAL based on the TESTIMONY of ANOTHER individual.

An individual who ADMITTED again and again to rendering MISLEADING information.
(AND HAS SINCE ADMITTED TO THE ACT)

NOT TO MENTION ENDED UP IN JAIL FOR POSSESSION THE EXACT NIGHT THE BODY WAS DISCOVERED.

(BASED ON A 911 CALL SHE PLACED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! – ASSHOLES.)

THREE other deaths have preceded his in DIRECT connection.
1. FRIEND OF SUSPECT, WHO PASSED LIE DETECTOR DETERMINING HE WAS APPROACHED TO PERFORM MURDER ON EXACT VICTIM.

(RAN OVER BY A TRAIN)

2. POLICE OFFICER ANTHONY TERRY WHO CONCEALED EVIDENCE FROM OTHER OFFICERS, FRIEND OF PRIME SUSPECT.

(GUNNED DOWN WHILE HELPING STRANDED MOTORISTS)

3. MEDICAL EXAMINER NIKOLAS HARTHORNE WHO LIED TO AUTHORITIES ABOUT AMOUNT OF HEROIN IN VICTIMS SYSTEM.

(BASE-JUMPING ACCIDENT)

This man DID NOT write the last four lines of his “SUICIDE” note.

BUT PRIME SUSPECT SHOWED UP DAYS LATER WITH A HANDWRITING PRACTICE SHEET THAT WAS DISCARDED AS EVIDENCE

(COCKSUCKERS).

He no longer has a voice to debate between RIGHT vs. WRONG. GOOD vs. EVIL. SUICIDE vs. MURDER. But there are THOUSANDS out here who STILL care. We’ve SEEN the EVIDENCE. And he DESERVES justice.

RE-OPEN the KURT COBAIN case TODAY. (WE’LL WAIT)

Sunday, October 9, 2011

our younger selves.

Dear Kurt,

wow. We just spoke to ourselves through space and time and that was frightening. Well, it's comforting to know we will be okay and you will live on in a different stratosphere. I love you so much. I'm saddened that we've turned our blog into fodder for anyone willing to comment and call me a liar.

I love you so much. I already said that but it's true. No more proving to anyone what's right. Twins are very intuitive. And we are identical inside. It's true I received a lot of features from my other brother, but inside we match completely. Not to mention our eyes. Any way, back to basics with our blog.


peace.love.empathy

Friday, September 30, 2011

Dear Kurt,

I know we're all losing it now. We need each other so badly it hurts. You hate all the talk about you and your death and any little mention of your name in an article with the term "suicide" makes you cringe.

You want people to know that you were so full of love and had so much to give that you wouldn't have done that to yourself for any reason.

I know that you relished the attention the band gave you and thought it was fun to tell off the media. The last thing you were was "frightened by the pressure" that no one could possibly have put on you because you were in charge all along.

You ached for my love and affection and plotted your escape from the people who craved the fame your connection to them gave 'em, because you knew they wouldn't let you go that easily. And once again you were right.

And just like that, they pulled you away from me and my love that I yearned to give you in return.

I love you honey, and we're coming home together. Finally.


Love always.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

secrets of heroin--

In case you were wondering, certain normal types of heroin allow you to see things in the spirit world and that's how I learned all I could about her (my soulmate)(clairvoyant) other types send you straight to the morgue.

I needed more info on finding her and I took that pure shit, had no idea, one shot would be three times the lethal amount. It was an accident, courtney freaked and covered it up with a suicide.

That's all I figure at this point. So I fucked myself I guess. Shouldn't have took shit I didn't trust.


KC

If river wasn't drunk and lovesick he wouldn't have either.

eskimo kisses...

They are our favorite. We adore each other's noses. So much alike.

Yes we're bored, so sue us. Here's another. Tough times. I would often drink myself into a stupor over her.

I was actually convinced that S. Mathis was actually her, and when the shallow bitch cheated on me I lost it... Then I realized my sister would never do that to me. Nope. Never.

Love that woman.


RP



Revelation

Performed by Dakona
Written by River Phoenix



Yesterday was the longest day I have seen
But tomorrow could be longer baby
Indecision rising up like steam
From an early morning highway

If things were different everything might work itself out fine
I'd like to see right through the windows in your mind
I know that everyone's got something up their sleeve
So what have you got for me my baby

Chorus:
I'm gonna give it up I think I've had enough
I'm praying for a revelation
Could you set me free ‘cause this is killing me
I'm begging for a revelation
And I know that you know the way

yeah you know the way, ohh ohhh oh ohhh

Twenty-one and the lifeboat is starting to sink
Yeah the water's rushing over my face
Growing tired of living life on my knees
Yeah, I'm begging for some mercy

If things were different everything might work itself out fine
I'd like to see right through the windows in your mind
I know that everyone's got something up their sleeve
So what have you got for me and my baby

Chorus

I'm gonna give it up because I've had enough
I'm praying for a revelation
Could you set me free ‘cause this is killing me
I'm begging for a revelation
And I know that you know the way
I know now, I know that you know that way
I know now, I'm begging for a revelation.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

love letters.

Dear River,

You demanded a love letter like Kurt receives so here I am.

God I don't know where to begin. I'm sure many still don't agree with the kind of love we share as brother and sister... But the brilliant part is, neither of us care.

Our love for each other is as pure and, yes, possessive as it comes. No letter will come close to the expression in which we need to embody our feelings.

I know one thing... I'm glad I'm the one you planted those rumors about.

The people who read about you and think they know you are very mistaken. The only thing they know of you are lies you've planted yourself to get them off your back because everyone wanted a piece and they wouldn't understand the only piece of your heart (all of it, honey (from river), belonged to me.


I love you.


A.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

p.s

Hello Mayor McGinn??? You irish bug??? I was FUCKING MURDERED you asshole! Listen to my goddamn wife, she knows best (my real one)


KC


P.s. They say my case was reopened. We'll see....


We can't change the caption on this fucking blackberry


M-U-R-D-E-R-E-D

Friday, September 23, 2011

Dear Kurt,

"And this is the smile that I've never shown before....."


This photo never gets old. I can't tell you how many times I've gazed at it (well actually I can), since you're right here begging me to, just to remind me how adorable you are...


but really. You two. I've always wondered what the draw was, but now I now. You both have such an enticing, classic look about you. And I've always thought that about myself too. Now I know why. I've been compared to a look of the 50's that isn't around much anymore.







A lot of our photos don't do that justice, but River knows, we rub noses often because, well ours are identical.


Cannot describe how much I love you. But I don't need to, you know. :-)






l.always

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Scene excerpt --

Read scene from River's death, straight from John's perspective.

Going Inside

www.myspace.com/windowstothesoulprods

a video recap....



Note the photo that is hard as hell to find when you do a search, the shot with me on the "phone" holding a shotgun.



That is a HUGE clue that I left her. One, duh, I'm holding a big fucking shotgun to my HEAD, and two.... I'm on the phone. I am telling her that,



"come on, I would never pick up the phone because I know it's not you...." just like in U2's (oops MY) song, "Sometimes you can't make it on your own" , "And it's you when I look in the mirror (identical) and it's YOU when I don't pick up the phone...."







video



AND LOOK HOW MY WIFE DESCRIBES ME AS A STRANGER
BELOW!!!! yeah. I'm feelin' it....







Everyone needs something to believe in....



And I believe in you. You had the power to



let people in. How would you have wanted



people to remember you? Not this way.



Peace. Love. Empathy.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Dear Kurt,

I left my mp3 player on the bus that contains all our life in music. I'm very nervous that it will be gone and you feel my fear transcending soul to soul.

You encouraged me to look at your adorable Nyquil picture and ensured that I would never lose you, and if left on a bus, you'd be right there where I left you for safe keeping.

You truly are a puppy dog. That bus needs to grace us with its presence, and our music must be retrieved.

I love you. Mmm-hmm.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Fact VS FICTION

TRUTH

Jesus was Jewish.

He had a heart of gold. He loved everyone. He was a beautiful butterfly spreading love to all types around him.

His Jewish brothers worked with all their might to reform him to their religious standards and only respect and agree with others of the Jewish heritage.

When he chose to stick to his own beliefs, follow his own heart... And continue spreading the Love to All,

They murdered him.


Knowledge is Power.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Ghosts in Hollywood.

Dear Kurt,

A few nights ago, at our week long stay at what had to be one of the fucking coolest hostels on the planet (up until the point where we got kicked out for our preaching),

We had made two true believers out of a couple of locals. First, as we were getting stoned off of some great weed, I felt the munchies kick in, and I glanced down at the desk in the tiny room to find a random fortune cookie in its wrapping.

Who knows how long it had been there, or where it had came from.

But I eagerly snatched it up and didn't even think of what the "fortune" might have said inside.

As I cracked open its shell, I pulled the slip of paper out in slow-motion as the words struck me like a jackhammer.

"Music is the Soul of Language"


It gives us both chills as I write. And the non-believer by my side's jaw dropped.

Helluva trick.

Then as we sat on the smoking/drink till you drop patio... One of the hardcore, typical 'defend America for all its invisible bullshit' types had the fucking nerve to say to me;

"You know Dave Grohl wrote most of Nirvana's songs..."


And like clockwork... I laughed, we turned the dial on the radio -- and Come As You Are started from the very beginning...

They both looked as though they had seen a ghost... And I nonchalantly say:

"Kurt accepts your apology."


This next one goes out to this country and all it's corruption.


Love and Peace or Else

Performed by U2
Written By Kurt Donald Cobain

Lay down Lay down

Lay your sweet lovely on the ground

Lay your love on the track

We're gonna break the monster's back

Yes we are...Lay down your treasure

Lay it down now brother

You don't have time

For a jealous lover


As you enter this life

I pray you depart

With a wrinkled face


And a brand new heart

I don't know if I can take it

I'm not easy on my knees


Here's my heart


I'll let you break it


I need some release, release, release


We need

Love and peace


Love and peace


Lay down


Lay down your guns

All your daughters of Zion

All your Abraham sons

I don't know if I can make it


I'm not easy on my knees

Here's my heart

I'll let you break it

I need some release, release, release


We need

Love and peace

Love and peace


Baby don't fight


We can talk this thing through


With me, me and you


I'll call on your phone

The TV is still on


But the sound is turned down


And the troops on the ground

Are about to dig in

And I wonder where is the love?


Where is the love?


Love and peace


Where is the love?

Where is the love?

Where is the love?
Dear Kurt,

You are a horribly lousy homeless man.

I've counted about five rock star temper tantrums as we tried to curl up for one whole hour for the night in our tiny storage unit.

We've realized together that this is turning out to be more of a lesson for you than it is for me.

Unfortunately, I still love you madly so get over it.

Peace. Love.


P.s. Don't be mad at my brother because he's aloud to go to sleep without me.

A message to Dylan Carlson --

You, like many people I've come across in this miserable lifetime full of bleak souls who just wanna use, use, and use the kind and pure, do not surprise me.

I have been manipulated again and again by soulless parasites who just want to abuse the soft-hearted and fragile kind who seek only a loyal and fond friendship with another individual they hold dear through a supposedly "mutual" trust that is understood between the two individuals in question.

I never entirely knew the full story of your relationship with Kurt but tonight he informed me.

Turns out you didn't actually have anything to do with his death, that's not a surprise, but your 'reaction' was a harsh blow to the boy who did consider you someone he loved and appreciated, and assumed that meant you felt the same.

He loved and appreciated you so much that he 'donated' over ONE MILLION dollars for you heroin fetish, just to find that your passing reaction to the death of a man (who only considered one person in his love(less) world a true friend (YOU)),

That passing reaction was "huh..." Time to go smoke some more heroin.

You had not earned the right to even breath in the same air as him, let alone call yourself his "best friend", you piece of shit.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

12:30 East Coast Time

Dear August,

To my wife on your birthday. I know our lives have taken us on a endless ride of pain and anguish... But you know deep in both our hearts that our love is true and sincere.

Today when we made love, and you lied still in my arms, I truly understood that God is watching over us.

It was such a beautiful day and I was at my most vulnerable. I've never in my life asked for another to do whatever they want -- just don't stop loving me.

My soul was weeping with gratitude at the pure love you were sending my way through space and time.

No one in our past, present or future will break the bonds we've shared as the original Romeo and Juliet and Star-Crossed Lovers.

I love you with all my fucking heart and soul, until we finally meet face to face in the past -- with one kiss, our future will begin.


Love Always,

Kurt.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Here's a riddle for you --

A husband puts a wife's name into his will in 1994. A woman he has never met face to face.

A name that the woman was NOT given at birth. A name that she did not change until 2001.
The same woman, this husband didn't get engaged to until 2011.

Where they proceed to finally meet face to face, and marry in 1992.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Karaoke and Denny's in Hollywood...

Dear Kurt,

Just a goodnight prayer. I thank you and my brother with all my heart to accept the sacrifice of one's life for the protection of mine, and I am beside myself with happiness at the knowledge that my very own brother is in love with my best friend.

We will have such fun together in the... Past...

Love. Always.

Your one and only.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Light dawns on marble head.

Dear Kurt,

The world is full of emasculated simpletons. Do not let them break you down, do not let them steal your heart. Our time is coming and soon they will be just the dust in our rear-view mirror.

Love Always.
A.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Dear Kurt,

I love you.

You know who you are.

TRUTH.

1+1+1+1+1+1 = 666

It' all a lie. The "Devil's sign" is God as well.

Knowledge is Power.


Performed by Nine Inch Nails
Written By Kurt Donald Cobain

Head Like a Hole

God money I'll do anything for you
God money just tell me what you want me to
God money nail me up against the wall
God money don't want everything
He wants it all

no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me

no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me
head like a hole
black as your soul
I'd rather die than give you control
head like a hole
black as your soul
I'd rather die than give you control
bow down before the one you serve
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.

God money's not looking for the cure
God money's not concerned with the sick
amongst the pure
God money let's go dancing on the backs of the bruised
God money's not one to choose

you know who you are.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Simpletons. Simpletons. Surrounded by simpletons. All over the place. Fucking simpletons.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Mayor McGinn:

Mayor Mcginn,

Kurt Cobain DESERVES a thorough POLICE INVESTIGATION.

He has been gone SEVENTEEN years.

That is SEVENTEEN years that the SEATTLE POLICE DEPARTMENT has withheld pertinent information on his case.

This man did NOT claim to be SUICIDAL.

He DESERVES a FAIR investigation.

He was WRITTEN OFF as SUICIDAL based on the TESTIMONY of ANOTHER individual.

An individual who ADMITTED again and again to rendering MISLEADING information.

This man DID NOT write the last four lines of his “SUICIDE” note.

FOUR other deaths have preceded his in DIRECT connection.

One of the deceased PASSED a LIE DETECTOR TEST that contained TRUTH determining a MOTIVE for foul play.

Over ONE HUNDRED teenagers took their lives mimicking their idol because the SEATTLE POLICE DEPARTMENT deemed him SUICIDAL –WITHOUT a THOROUGH investigation.

Who should be held accountable for these SENSELESS deaths?????

The VICTIM was a loving FATHER, SON, BROTHER, GRANDSON, FRIEND and an INSPIRATION to many – and was deemed SUICIDAL by NONE of THEM.

He had a HEART, SOUL, DREAMS and FEARS. One of his FEARS was to PROTECT his FAMILY and his HOME.

THESE are NOT suicidal tendencies.

He was a HUMAN-BEING who DESERVES to be treated as such.

He was of STRONG character, and that character needs to be weighed against ANOTHER’S.

MILLIONS of DOLLARS were at stake.

These types of “SUICIDE” cases should be WEIGHED DIFFERENTLY.

He is the ONLY victim in this case therefore he should be treated as such.“HE’LL STILL BE GONE NO MATTER WHAT” is NOT a satisfactory answer.

And he deserves JUSTICE.

He deserves more than THREE hours of investigation.

Why did the SEATTLE POLICE DEPARTMENT wait THREE weeks to fingerprint the gun??

How can toxicology reports that PROVE he was unconscious and incapable of pulling the trigger not be admissible?

He was reported MISSING by a resident of the HOME that he was STILL FREQUENTING before, during and AFTER the call.

This man DESERVES a THOROUGH investigation.

If this man DID NOT desire to die, then it is YOUR responsibility and YOUR job to grant his case a THOROUGH INVESTIGATION.

If he DID NOT desire to die and someone else IS responsible then he DESERVES the clearing of his name.

And EVERY NAME thereafter whose DEATH is directly related to HIS.

RE-OPEN the KURT COBAIN case TODAY.

He no longer has a voice to debate between RIGHT vs. WRONG. GOOD vs. EVIL. SUICIDE vs. MURDER.

But there are THOUSANDS out here who STILL care.

We’ve SEEN the EVIDENCE. And he DESERVES justice.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Drinkin' on Vine.

Dear Kurt,

You sick bastard. Today you lead me to Amoeba, and together we wandered to the poster section and looked through all the selections until I found just the right one.

With another perfect sneer, I approached the counter and waited my turn. When I approached I sensed that she knew. And when I revealed my purchase, she was sure.

I revealed your beautiful face on the poster I was purchasing and she gave me a smile only the Beautiful Ones can sense.

You told her to let me leave with the copy, and as we exited, with you under my arm... We vowed to share a drink with you resting right by my side.

I love you so...


August

Knowledge is Power.

Dear Kurt,

My love, you told me the truth today. And with a twin sneer, we shared a perfect moment. I finally see the world through your eyes.

Finally.

The only eyes I ever wish to be associated with. You gave me River's nose and a constant obsession with the Peace sign he yearns for.

On our walk to 7-11, we listened to one of our favorites, AVA of course, Lifeline. Your words and melody rings truer than ever. As we will one day finally meet with our "careful and urgent stares" and we will finally be One.

The truth hurts.

TRUTH.

Thousands of Beautiful Souls die from self-induced lung cancer every year. Their reward?

Eternity with their Lovers.

Peace Love Empathy


You poor, Bleak Ones.


P.S Bono is God.

Friday, July 29, 2011

Justice is a beautiful thing.

To the Red Hot Chili Peppers:

Who you are as a whole, and separation is a complete lie. My soulmate has been writing me song after song through you since you took him and I will soon have my revenge.

Your success is his success, and a declaration of love for me and the life you took from us that we will NEVER share together.

He's the beautiful musical genius, and you are NOTHING. His songs get me through the day, his voice gets me through the night. But I will never know the touch of his hand, the feel of his lips. We will forever suffer this life apart in agony for a splended Eternity.

This I promise. We will have our revenge.

11/11/11.

I love you Kurt.

Peace Love Empathy,

August.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Dear Kurt --

Waiting for that fateful someday.

Peace. Love.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Justice is a beautiful thing.

Mayor McGinn,

The shotgun used in Kurt Cobain's death was prepared for HOME INVASION.

Cobain had regular fears regarding theft and burglary of his home, as well as the fear of fans breaking in, and the paternal instincts of a father protecting his baby daughter took over.

A gun expert recommended the particular Remington shotgun (used in his death) as a good choice for HOME INVASION because the blast does NOT penetrate walls and injure innocent family members on the other side. The same gun expert also recommended the standard THREE shells to prepare in the cartridge in an EVENT OF HOME INVASION.

The Cobain crime scene displayed the box of bullets at the victim's side as if implying he loaded the gun at that very moment of the "suicide".

But the mystery still remains, and this question must be answered:

WHY WAS THE SHOTGUN LOADED WiTH EXACTLY THREE SHELLS FOR A SUICIDE??

Additionally, the strange behaviors of Ms. Love continued to escalate. When she realized a divorce was imminent she stated, "Get me the meanest, most vicious divorce lawyer out there."

A very well known argument that many friends of the couple's suggested was the last straw for Cobain in deciding to file for divorce took place just weeks before his death.

Cobain, who had made NO secrets with band mates and acquaintances that his time with the band Nirvana was coming to an end, refused an offer to receive SEVEN MILLION dollars to headline the famous music festival Lallopalooza.

When Love realized he had turned down this offer, she famously lost it, giving Cobain hell, demanding that he take the offer and perform at the concert. He still refused.

A few weeks later, his body was discovered. Just a week after his demise, the concert went on without him.

The headlining act??

Courtney Love's band HOLE.

This man DESERVES justice and I will not stop until he gets it. It's been SEVENTEEN years, and that has been TOO LONG that several individuals have been living their lives free of interrogation.

Please help.

Saturday, July 16, 2011

To Charles Cross: you fucking toothless, cocksucking mother fucking sorry excuse for a human being--

May you forever rot in hell:

To Whom it May Concern:

This message is directed to "author" Charles Cross and anyone at your "media" outlet whom agrees with his written word, and are naiive enough to believe his ramblings hold any truth.

This letter is mainly in reference to the article entitled "Only the Good Die Young" from February of 07, but my main concern is toward the outrageous fabrications in his fluff novel Heavier than Heaven.

I will only be wasting my breath on this man once, as I am usually busy, hard at work contacting Mayor McGinn regarding the reopening of Mr. Cobain's murder case.

The aptly chosen title, ONLY THE GOOD DIE YOUNG is the only part of the article that holds any truth, for the simple fact that Mr. Cross and Courtney Love are still breathing.

I have a few questions that I would like answered as accurately as possible. The questions follow:

1) In November of 1993, in Atlanta Georgia, When Mr. Cobain was lovingly feeding macaroni and cheese to his baby daughter with a serene smile on his face after his gig, at what point before or after he declared; "Don't expect me to tell you how hard it is, because I love every minute. This is the happiest I've been in my life" was he found "lieing on the floor clutching his stomach in agony" ?

2) Mr. Cobain wrote one of several letters to his own father regarding his love and devotion for his baby daughter, where he stated:


"The thought of losing my baby haunts me every day. I'm even a bit unnerved to take her in the car in fear of getting into an accident. I swear that if I ever find myself in a similar situation than you've been in, i.e. a divorce, then I will fight to my death to keep the right to provide for my child. I'll go out of my way to remind her that I love her more than I love myself. Not because it's a father's duty, but because I want to out of love. And if Courtney and I end up hating each other's guts we will be adult and responsible enough to be pleasant to one another when our child is around."

At exactly which point was this beautiful letter featured in the "Kurt Cobain Biography" known as Heavier than Heaven?

3) Many people are aware of Mr. Cross's close relationship with Courtney Love. I am curious if he is familiar with all her other close relationships? Here is the list. Let me know if he knows any of them personally :

1. Kurt Cobain. Beloved father, son, grandson, icon. Leaving Seattle. Divorce papers in the works. Final Will amended. Unsigned.

Two murder attempts. One murder.

Cause of death: Heroin overdose.

2. Kristen Pfaff. Beloved daughter, granddaughter, Friend. Rumored romance with Kurt. Leaving Seattle. Leaving the band Hole. Last seen alive by Hole guitarist.

One murder attempt. One murder.

Cause of death: Heroin overdose.

3. Eldon Hoke. Musician. Friend. Approached to perform murder. Passed lie detector 99.7 percent accurate. Did not proceed. Gave interview with name of alleged murderer.

One murder attempt. One murder.

Cause of death: Ran over by a train.

4. Antonio Terry. Beloved father. Husband. Grandson. Police Officer. Performed favors. Destroyed evidence.

One murder attempt. One murder.

Cause of death: Helping stranded motorists. Gunned down.

5. Nikolas Hartshorne. Medical investigator. Friend. First at scene. Wrote off death as suicide based on single letter. Left job and Seattle.

One murder attempt. One murder.

Cause of death: BASE jumping accident.

4) Following Ms. Love, Michael "Cali" Dewitt is a prime suspect in Mr. Cobain's murder. At exactly which point of the fantasy-based novel Heavier than Heaven does it mention his involvement in Rome Italy where he along with Ms. Love administered a lethal dose of Champagne and narcotics to Mr. Cobain after he discussed his imminent divorce with his jilted wife?

5) Or the fake note Mr. Dewitt wrote to an already deceased Cobain at his property on Lake Washington? Was this letter mentioned in the fable?

6) Let's discuss the "abscesses" on Mr. Cobain's arms that your novel describes in great detail. I've seen many photos of Mr. Cobain, clear and concise, during the time of mention. I just had one simple question regarding them:

Where are they? Maybe by arms you meant... His invisible legs??

7) I'm sure you've read through your own novel several times. At which point did you notice the error of stating that MTV was on in the master bedroom, when it was in fact on in suspect Michael DeWitt's bedroom?

8) At which point was Eric Erlandson seen looking for Mr. Cobain at his lake Washington property? Before, during or after Grant and Carlson did their searches? Or maybe you were confused with the story Ms. Love gave you regarding the Black Tar heroin Mr. Erlandson provided to Kristen Pfaff that killed her.


I could go on... And on... And on... But you are worth nothing more than the scum on the bottom of one's shoes, and your friend Ms. Love, is the mucus that feeds on that scum.

Good day.
Mayor McGinn,

Below are two quotes spoken by Mr. Cobain both within only months of the date of his "suicide".
Following them, is another quote that was written at the bottom of Cobain's "suicide note", these lines were the ONLY lines of the note in which handwriting experts declared were written by another individual.


"The thought of losing my baby haunts me every day. I'm even a bit unnerved to take her in the car in fear of getting into an accident. I swear that if I ever find myself in a similar situation than you've been in, i.e. a divorce, then I will fight to my death to keep the right to provide for my child. I'll go out of my way to remind her that I love her more than I love myself. Not because it's a father's duty, but because I want to out of love. And if Courtney and I end up hating each other's guts we will be adult and responsible enough to be pleasant to one another when our child is around."

Kurt Cobain to his father-- 1992

"Don't expect me to complain about how damn hard it is, I love every minute. I'm the happiest I've been in my life!"

Kurt Cobain on fatherhood -- Nov 1993


"Please keep going, Courtney. For Frances who will be so much happier without me in her life. I love you I love you."

Kurt Cobain's suicide note, April 1994


The top quote, is a journal entry Cobain wrote to his own father about the pain he caused him from his abandonment. The bottom quote from the "suicide" note that was addressed to his daughter:

"For Frances who will be so much happier without me in her life."

This quote completely contradicts his pattern of thoughts and feelings. This quote was NOT his, and it needs to be addressed.

Please do what's right. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Friday, July 15, 2011

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Mayor McGinn,

As a true believer in our judicial justice system and an individual with a passion for the law, and also as an individual who has passed six months worth of severe law enforcement testing with flying colors, I cannot tolerate the lack of personal attention and consideration the Cobain case has received.

There has been NOTHING but OBVIOUS, BLATANT disregard for FACTUAL CONTENT and cold, hard evidence.

It is a pure FACT that this case MATTERS MORE because of the fact that Mr. Cobain WAS a PUBLIC FIGURE and his death and the pure REASONING behind it EFFECTS many more people greatly to a point where KIDS were killing themselves like NO TOMORROW.

The death of such a RESPECTED individual known through-out the world MUST be given more time and consideration for this reason alone.

There was absolutely NO PROOF that his death was a SUICIDE.

There was a NOTE that was studied by several PROFESSIONAL HANDWRITING EXPERTS who confirmed beyond REASONABLE DOUBT that TWO individuals wrote different SEGMENTS of it.

A LICENSED officer of the court (New York and California), Rosemary Carroll, divorce lawyer/entertainment attorney, close friend to Mr. Cobain and Ms. Love is recorded on TAPE confirming that this "suicide note" was indeed FORGED.

Ms. Carroll is also a WITNESS to the confirmation that Ms. Love was INDEED in POSSESSION of a HANDWRITING PRACTICE SHEET.

She is also recorded speaking in DEPTH of the SUSPICIONS surrounding his SUDDEN DEATH while in the process of re-drawing his AMMENDED WILL.

There was a SHOTGUN lying OVER the VICTIM'S BODY. The FACT that there was absolutely NO FINGERPRINTS on the GUN whatsoever only PROVES a DEATH. It does NOT in ANY WAY prove that HE PULLED THE TRIGGER.

These two points are the ONLY POINTS the Seattle Police Department used to deem it a SUICIDE.

Medical examiner NIKOLAS HARTSHORNE confirmed at the scene that it was a SUICIDE based on nothing more than these TWO points.

This same medical examiner LIED to authorities and media sources regarding the amount of HEROIN in the victim's system.

This SAME medical examiner was a CLOSE FRIEND of PRIME SUSPECT Courtney Love. Ms. Love was QUOTED saying:

"As long as Nikolas is the medical examiner I'm not worried..."

Ms. Love AUTHORIZED and DEMANDED the CREMATION of the body before ALL APPROPRIATE and NECESSARY TESTS could be RAN.

Nikolas Hartshorne QUIT his JOB and LEFT Seattle. He then DIED in a MYSTERIOUS ACCIDENT.

If this MAN had NO DESIRE to DIE than it is the POLICE DEPARTMENT'S JOB and the POLICE DEPARTMENT'S RESPONSIBILITY
To investigate ALL possible ANGLES.

As a city OFFICIAL and a SERVANT to the PEOPLE, if you do NOT make an effort to grant this case the attention it DESERVES, then YOU, along with the POLICE OFFICIALS have NO DESIRE to CARRY ON the deeply engraved JUSTICE SYSTEM our FOREFATHERS set forth on this nation YEARS AGO, with the DECLARATION --

LIBERTY and JUSTICE for ALL.



Sincerely,

Saturday, July 9, 2011

mac and cheese and t-shirts in L.A.

Dear Kurt,

I created a t-shirt today declaring the justice you so rightfully deserve.

It took me hours to fill in every little letter and syllabol. It probably took me longer to fill in the center of each than it took the murderers to end your precious life.

I came across a letter today that was written by your daughter at sixteen, and it is so spot on to the ways of the world and the pain I struggle with often... That this one simple letter gained more respect from me than her mother could ever hope to achieve in a lifetime.

Frances is definitely her "father's daughter", and for that you would be so utterly proud. She only spent two precious years in your company, but in her -- your heart and soul shine through.

I also came across another article regarding an interview you gave to a music magazine just month's before you were taken from us, and in this interview, it relays your evening activities after a concert in Atlanta.

Little baby Frances was scuttering about, containing huge, welcoming smile for everyone. And you, with a smile just as broad, held out a spoonful of mac and cheese for her to take into her little mouth while declaring:

"Don't expect me to talk about how damn hard it is, because I love every minute. This is the happiest I've ever been in my life!"

Yes. It was. And she took that from you. I love you madly for that. Below is your daughter's letter. Grammatical errors and all. Peace to you.

As written by Kurt Donald Cobain

"This is my open letter to Ali Lohan.Your not entitled to anything simply because your sister has a recognizable name. Your idea of fame isn't fame. It's infamy. You want to be famous? Work your ass off and make decisions that could potentially catapult your career into a lasting one. Notariety for who you are and notaritey for the work you produce are two completely differnt things. I understand that you have been brought up in an envirtoment where the idea of fame is easily achievable but, that's not an excuse. You lack the talent, social understanding and credibility to be anything other then infamous. Your careere choices, thus far, will transcend a future career as someone who attempted to be famous, but never quite achieved it. And if you do, it will be the formality of fame that puts you on the covers of tabloids, while the public idly watches you plumit into the murky abyss shared with the likes of Spencer Pratt & Jon Gosslin who, i'm sure, will steal your money whilst there. Fortunately for the world, there are people who have and don't have recognizable names, who have obtained artistic integrity and will one day, hopefully, bring that tangible artisticness into light again. Though, its hard to think thats achievable when people like You ali lohan are rendering the world of true talent by attempting to make your entitled ass noticed. How is this fair to the people who HAVE artistic integrity, or a mind? How is it fair to those who truly have something to offer the human race other then a dwindling last name and a few shitty films, both of which, solidified the idea that your just a celebrities sibling. I recognize that i might come across as harsh and no, i don't personally know you, but its the actions that you take, that speak for you. You blatently don't care how your recognized, its the objective to get famous and that is what makes you replaceable and a recycled idea .Well, im ashamed to have to be grouped into the same category of person as you. I would rather die a most painful death the be assoicated with the kind of careere your trying to make for your self. I hope i'm wrong because generally i'm not a very judgmental person, but in the case of you, that is MY entitlement."

Monday, July 4, 2011

An Independence Day plea for Kurt.

Mayor McGinn,

It is no secret that Kurt Cobain had made several plans for his future. A fishing trip with his grandpa was planned. A trip to record music with R.E.M's Michael Stipe in Athens Georgia was planned. And a East Coast trip to take in a few concerts of his favorite band was also planned.

As well as his future plans to divorce his wife, he also planned on fighting her for custody of his baby daughter.

A couple weeks before his death, Cobain, a grown man, openly wept to one of his friends about the strife in his marriage and the effect the ending of it would have on his daughter.

This same man openly wrote in his farewell letter to his fans (now famously known as his "suicide" note) that, and I quote:

"The worst crime I can think of committing is to fool all of you and pretend I'm having 100 percent fun"

A man who was, just moments later, accused of blowing his brains out -- leaving a daughter abandoned and millions heartbroken -- had clearly stated that FAKING HIS ENTHUSIASM was the worst crime he could think of doing to people!!!!!!!!!

My God, how obvious does one have to be??

The public is not stupid. We know the politics behind the police department admitting their error in the botched case. We know that MILLIONS of DOLLARS can buy a murderer's freedom (O.J. Simpson).

And we know that the economical issues of reopening a case when no one is literally banging on your front door to do it is hardly worth doing.

So I ask you this in all seriousness...

Think of the glory? Your own personal glory of being the one who finally relieved millions of the pain of know that their idol once and for all, didn't kill himself.

We know it won't bring him back, but it's assured to bring him, and all the rest of us who know in our hearts the truth -- justice will bring us peace.

Below is a recap of, not ALL issues on why it should be reopened, but the main issues.

Thank you so utterly for your time.
And a happy Independence Day to you.


Sincerely,



Kurt Cobain Case Reopening Petition
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The Seattle Police Department to this day:

(1.) Has continued to staunchly refuse to acknowledge its numerous errors and downright negligence in managing the case; and

(2.) Adamantly denies the need for reopening, or intention to reopen, the investigation.There are legitimate, documented reasons to believe that his death was not theresult of suicide, but in fact homicide.

These include:

1. No legible fingerprints found on the gun that was laying on Kurt’s body at the time of his death.

2. Triple the lethal dose of heroin found in his blood at the time of death Medical experts have confirmed that this amount of heroin would have completely incapacitated Mr. Cobain, a recovered addict at the time of his death, to the point of being incapable of removing a needle from his arm, let alone pick up a shotgun.

3. When found, the shotgun was laying across Mr. Cobain’s chest with the ejection port of the gun to the right of his body. The spent shell casing was found on the left side of his body. With nothing around for the casing to ricochet off, it is illogical for the casing to have been on the left side of the body.

Other important points to consider include the following:

1. The last four lines of Kurt’s “suicide note” were written in someone else’s handwriting, and that ink was newer than the body of the note, say professional handwriting experts, who have examined the letter.

2. Courtney Love-Cobain, by her own admission, planted phony media stories and made false missing persons’ and police reports during the few weeks before and around the time of her husband’s death. For example, she called the police to their residence, claiming that Kurt was suicidal, and had locked himself in a room with a gun, when in fact, there was no gun.

3. Kurt, at the time of his death, was trying to get away from his wife, Courtney Love. Just before Kurt was found dead, he asked Rosemary Carroll, his lawyer, to draw up divorce papers and to amend his will, effectively excluding Courtney. Additionally, he wanted custody of their daughter, Frances Bean Cobain.

4. Ms. Cobain was, apparently, a “close acquaintance” of Medical Examiner Nikolas Hartshorne, who investigated Mr. Cobain’s death.

5. Eldon Hoke, singer of a band called the mentors, claimed he was offered $50,000 by Courtney to kill Kurt in September 1993. On March 6, 1996, Hoke was administered a polygraph test by Dr. Edward Gelb, who is one of the country’s leading polygraph experts and teaches the advanced polygraph course for the FBI. Hoke passed the lie detector test with 99.7% certainty that he was telling the truth. Soon after, Hoke was found dead on a railroad track.

6. Kristin Pfaff, bass guitar player for Courtney Love’s band, was trying to get away from Courtney, just like Kurt. Called "a beautiful soul" by Mr Cobain, Courtney once apparently complained that Pfaff "constantly makes eyes at my husband". She was found dead of an "accidental overdose" approximately 72 days after Kurt's death.

7. To this day, apparently Ms. Love continues to dodge and evade the subject, even going so far as intimidating and threatening “accusers” with legal action. There have even beenreports that friends and acquaintances have been forced to sign contracts that prohibit them to even speak about the case to the media!

8. When it became known that Kurt was “missing”, Courtney, who was staying in a hotel in Los Angeles, called and told different media sources that she had been hospitalized and arrested for drug possession. The dates of these false accounts coincide with the date Kurt was thought to have died. It would seem that she was trying to establish an alibi to put her farthest from the crime scene, protecting her from being implicated in her husband’s death.

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These are just a few of the many compelling, troubling and disconcerting reasons why this case deserves to be re-opened and investigated.

Kurt Cobain was an icon for the 90’s generation. His death shook the lives of many people. This shameful miscarriage of justice has led to 100+ “copy-cat” suicides and untold grief on the part of friends, family members, and millions of fans.

As concerned fans, we hope and expect that this case will now promptly be given the investigation it properly deserves.


Peace, Love, Empathy

Kurt Donald Cobain
1967-1994

Thursday, June 30, 2011

If only...

Dear Kurt,

I often fantasize about going back in time to 1992 and living there forever. In this daydream... I imagine strolling into a random bar in Seattle. I see you standing, casually leaning against the counter -- ordering a drink.

A lot of the reports after the Rome incident said you didn't "drink" at all. But the actual truth is you don't drink Champagne. Anyone who read your journal knows that you boasted many a time about your drunkeness. One particular time stands out when you were in L.A playing a gig, and you drank so much that you had to run from the stage to vomit!

Such a fun memory.

But there you are. Sweet, quiet and alone at the bar... You have one of your adorable hats on and your hair is tangled. In a word -- breath-taking.

I slowly approach you and my memory still contains every detail from the current time in 92 all the way to 2011.

God. 2011. That still looks so bizarre to me. I still cannot fathom where the time has gone...

I approach you with a knowing look. And you look at me a little curious... And I reach out taking your hand in mine... Just taking your hand. You let me. And I say so calmly, so soothingly...

"Come with me. Just come with me..."

And I lead you toward the door. You let me.

We exit, and you don't question, you just follow... I turn to you as we walk... And I say,

"Please stay with me. You need to stay with me. Please".

And I guard you with my life. Years pass. And you live on. And on. And on.

God. You live on. And it is now 2011. And the world is now beautiful because you're in it. And here you are... Alive. Well.

If only...

Love. Always.

Mayor McGinn.

Victim:

Kurt Donald Cobain

Networth:

40 million (alive)
Over 175 million (deceased)

Major players:

-Courtney Love
-Michael DeWitt
-Geffen Records

Contracts in victim's possession at time of death:

-Divorce papers, rewritten Will (wife Love was abolished from it)
-Geffen records contract (REFUSED the signing of this)

Courtney Love

- Married to Cobain for three years.
- Mother to Frances Bean Cobain.
- Singer and rhythm guitarist for band Hole.

Friends, Lovers, and Relative testimonials

"She’s a fucking talented musician, she’s also a beautiful soul. I think she’s so beautiful, but if I ever told her that, and Courtney found out, it would be hell." -

Cobain speaking to a friend about Hole's bassist, Kristen -- dead from mysterious heroin overdose.

"Courtney’s scary. If I take a hike, she’ll make me look bad or do something to make my life miserable."

- Kristen to a friend, Hole'd bassist. Dead from mysterious overdose AFTER leaving the band.

"Don’t fuck with her, just bite your tongue when Courtney does something stupid or insults you. That’s what I do. Courtney has the power to make us a lot of cash.-

Hole's guitarist Eric Erlandson to Kristen -- last person to see her alive, the one who provided her with the pure heroin that killed her.

"As long as she has three puppets who agree that she is the star, there are no problems." -

Kristen on Courtney.

"You fuck my guitar player, constantly make eyes at my husband and now you’re telling me how to sing. Just don’t fuck with me because you’ll regret it forever."

- Courtney to Kristen

"At first she’s really nice to you to your face, but if you do something that she doesn’t agree with, she’ll do something behind your back to make you look really bad."-

Kristen talking to her mother about Courtney

"I care a lot about you but you’re such a low life, Your whole life is a fake. Everything. The people you hang with, the drug dealers, Courtney...even your guitar playing. You’re so good at fooling the crowd."-

Kristen to Eric Erlandson, the provider of the heroin that killed her.

"We know for an absolute fact that junkies rarely use guns to kill themselves. Kurt was either the biggest bionic dope man alive, or he died of an overdose." --

Hank Harrison, father to Courtney Love, PHD in Psychology, author of Beyond Nirvana -- a book that goes into great detail about the capabilities of his daughter regarding the reality of pulling off a murder.

"If he thinks he can get away from me that easily, he can forget it. I'll follow him through hell."

This last selection above, is a quote that Courtney Love gave to a European magazine regarding the first attempt on Cobain's life that took place in Rome Italy one month prior to his death.

This quote, was in reference to his attempt to leave her for good. Cobain had withdrew money from his account and wrote a very unflattering letter to his wife regarding his unhappiness toward their relationship and her low character.

That same night, he walked out on her, but eventually changed his mind and returned to their hotel room.

That same night, Cobain went into a coma after being subjected to a mix of two substances:

The "date rape" drug known as "roofies" mixed with a large amount of Champagne (a lethal combination.)

Both the prescription to the narcotics and Champagne were provided by Ms. Love -- a combination that she has been known to talk about mixing herself.

When Cobain became unconscious and incapacitated from this deadly cocktail, it took Ms. Love TWO AND A HALF HOURS before she called for an ambulance.

Cobain was finally brought to the hospital and on life support/in a coma for several days before finally regaining consciousness.

As expected, due to the type of drug, his memory of the nights events was completely washed away, having no recollection of how he ended up in the hospital -- but visibly shaken, and tremendously grateful to be ALIVE.

The medical doctor on staff as well as a psychologist both concurred that this was in NO WAY a suicide attempt, but rather a very unfortunate accident.

This event, became the first event of many that Ms. Love used to manipulate the world and everyone around her into believing that Cobain was suicidal.


Michael "Cali" Dewitt

Nanny to Cobain and Ms. Love's child, rumored affair with Love.

This individual is always by Ms. Love's side when bad things happen.

Private investigator Tom Grant has numerous recordings and factual information on Michael DeWitt ranging from blatant lies to plagerizing notes at potential crime scenes. Including a note that was meant to look as though Cobain had written it... With one minor error --

It was signed Kurt Cobailn.

The day following the discovery of Cobain's body, Michael DeWitt disappeared from Seattle for good, but not before receiving a handsome first payment from Ms. Love in the amount of thirty-thousand dollars that she claimed was to send him to rehab in Atlanta.

Before Cobain's death, Michael Dewitt worked at odd jobs and as a live in nanny... After, he became the head of an independent music division, at none other than, you guessed it -- Geffen Records.

Coincidence? I don't think so.

Kurt Cobain was a beautiful soul, a loving father and an honorable man. This alone is worth finding out the verdict to all unanswered questions to this case that has gone on too long with no attention.

Please help. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

"Why did we have to lose him? Anyone but Kurt... why him???"

Dear Kurt,

My heart aches. The closer we get to the concept of this case reopening the more I long for your simple words, your sweet smile... Your deep soul.

I stare at your poster on my wall, and I just want to put my arms around you and simply say "Thank you for being you."

It tears my heart apart every waking day knowing what they did to you. A man who would DIE for his daughter...

To know there are people in this world I live in who could just obliterate a life... Just like that... They took you.

And I ache so much. So much just to know you are out there in the world, living a healthy life.

It hurts so bad. I want you here so bad. Why you Kurt...

Why you?

Love always.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Mayor McGinn,

Below you will find a list of facts and inconsistencies in direct relation to the Seattle Police Department's practicing methods and code of ethics at the time of Kurt Cobain's demise.

All of the items listed below can be found on various factual websites and in the direct details of the police report.

This crime was committed 17 years ago. The city officials are brand new. The police officials are now fresh... A case that millions of people have shed thousands of tears over can be yours to justify.



Kurt Cobain Evidence Findings

1. Half drank root beer can found next to the body still had liquid in it.

1a. Logged into the books as EMPTY at time of investigation.

1b. Later revealed as a false statement, another was re-issued stating their was still liquid in the can. A rebuttal statement was then issued regarding a "rookie must have made that mistake".

Still, a DNA test was not performed to identify the drinker of the beverage at such a crucial crime scene.

2. The police report stated that the victim had "barricaded himself" inside the room "with an attempt" to keep others from entering.

2a. Later photographs revealed the "object" that police referred to as the barricade. A tiny, wooden stool propped NEAR two HEAVY glass doors that open in the OPPOSITE direction of the supposed "barricade".

2b. After the obvious blunder, the police retracted the barricade statement from the case.

3. The police report stated that the shotgun "clutched" in the deceased hands was inverted.

3a. From that positioning, the shotgun shell should have unloaded onto the ground on the victim's right side.

3b. The police report stated it was found on the opposite side.

The police report also stated, per the medical examiner, there were definite "marks" on the victim's hands proving that he was the executioner.

Later reports revealed this was also untrue, there were no marks whatsoever and this statement was also stricken from the record.

3c. Several leading experts on "shotgun" suicides also wrote articles on this particular case questioning two main points.

3c-a. The recoil of a shotgun blast is strong enough to ensure the positioning of the weapon is on average, two feet further from its original positioning at the time of execution.

The positioning of the gun in this particular case was logged into the report as:

"clutched in the victim's hands. As if the hands were literally wrapped around the trigger."

3c-b. Leading experts in the field of violent suicides also questioned the condition of the gunshot wound to the face in this particular case.

In ALL cases studied where a shotgun is fired toward the face at point-blank range, the victim is near to decapitated. The amount of blood, astounding.

In this case, the victim's face was not only completely intact, but the only sign of a wound was blood near the left ear -- leading experts to believe the victim's heart had already stopped beating from the lethal dose of heroin, which refrained it from pumping blood into the head area, causing little to no damage.

4. Medical examiner Nikolas Hartshorne made a statement for the record at the scene that the amount of heroin found in the victim's blood was not a lethal amount. He logged in a low percentage into the police report.

4a. Shortly after the body was cremated, a different examiner came forward and stated that the percentage found in Cobain's system was a severe amount Three times the lethal limit.

4b. This finding evoked a serious back-lash toward the concealing of evidence, and enraged relatives of victims of the growing number of copy-cat suicides -- in an effort to stop these senseless suicides, the second medical examiner released an EIGHT PAGE scientific analysis report entitled "Dead Men Don't Pull Triggers" to prove that it was scientifically impossible to still be conscious and functional with that much heroin in the system in order to prepare a gun and pull the trigger.

5. The majority of police who reported to the crime scene gave statements regarding the fact that the shotgun, the "suicide" note next to the body, the pen next to the note, the needle that contained the heroin, the heroin itself, and the box of bullets near the victim ALL contained NO LEGIBLE fingerprints WHATSOEVER... Here was their statements :

"no relevance. There was a note. A clear case of suicide."

5a. The Seattle Police Department kept the shotgun in a plastic bag for a full MONTH before they actually decided to check for PRINTS.

5b. The "suicide" note in question was under severe speculation when it was released to the public and the only lines that had suicidal undertones was written in a severely larger and different style handwriting.

5c. Later reports revealed that Cobain's widow, Ms. Love was in possession of a "handwriting practice sheet" that pronounced every letter of the alphabet several times -- in several different styles.

5c-a. This paper was NOT logged in as evidence, and discarded by police as irrelevant.

5c-b. Several months after Cobain's death, Ms. Love came forward with a second note written by Cobain. In this note, he specifically stated that he was leaving her:

"Please don't follow me. I don't know where I'm going. But I just can't be here anymore."

She revealed this note to a friend and Seattle police officer who worked on the case named Sgt Cameron. He promptly stated;

"That's not going to help your case, I'd get rid of it." So she BURNT IT.

6. Two weeks prior to the victim's death, the Seattle Police department reported to the Cobain residence after a 911 call was placed by Ms. Love insisting that her husband was "suicidal" and had locked himself in the bathroom "with a gun".

Once the police arrived, Cobain calmly came out of the bathroom (gun free) and stated calmly, "I am not suicidal. I locked myself in the bathroom to get away from my wife".

Ms. Love then ADMITTED to police that he did not use the word suicide and did not in fact have a gun. The police logged these details into their report.

6a. The night of the victim's death, one of the same responding officers arrived first to this scene. When asked by another officer what the situation was, the officer responded with "cut and dry suicide. Remember? We just responded to this house a couple weeks back where he tried to kill himself then..."

7. Ms. Love called the Seattle Police Department to report her husband as "missing" a few days before the body was discovered. When asked to give her name, she stated "Wendy O'Connor", Cobain's mother's name.

7a. Later reports revealed that she had made unsupported claims while impersonating another individual regarding a missing adult who was in fact still making regular appearances at his own home. The Seattle Police Department neither brought Ms. Love in for questioning nor booking for this suspicious act.

8. Ms. Love hired a private investigator by the name of Tom Grant to trail her husband and discover his whereabouts. In the weeks he worked for her, Mr. Grant recorded numerous telling conversations and accumulated several pieces of evidence that ensured foul-play.

8a. The Seattle Police Department refused to take a look at his findings and dismissed his work as "irrelevant".

9. Several professional photographs were taken of the crime scene, revealing particular evidence for this case.

9a. This criminal act took place in 1994. It is now 2011 and that roll of film has never been DEVELOPED.
When the Seattle Police Department is asked by many media outlets why this is, their answer is always short and brief:

"We never develop film from cases that are cut and dry suicides."


You studied law. Justice was nowhere to be found that fateful day. And he deserves it now.


Sincerely,

Friday, June 24, 2011

Mysterious deaths directly connected to Cobain case and Courtney Love --

Kurt Cobain. Beloved father, son, grandson, icon. Leaving Seattle. Divorce papers in the works. Will rewritten.Unsigned.

Two murder attempts. One murder.

Cause of death: Heroin overdose.

Kristen Pfaff. Beloved daugher, granddaughter, Friend. Rumored romance with Kurt. Leaving Seattle. Leaving the band Hole. Last seen alive by Hole guitarist.

One murder attempt.One murder.

Cause of death: Heroin overdose.

Eldon Hoke. Musician. Friend. Approached to perform murder. Passed lie detector 99.7 percent accurate. Did not proceed. Gave interview with name of alleged murderer.

One murder attempt. One murder.

Cause of death: Ran over by a train.

Antonio Terry. Beloved father. Husband. Grandson. Police Officer. Performed favors. Destroyed evidence.

One murder attempt. One murder.

Cause of death: Helping stranded motorists. Gunned down.

Nikolas Hartshorne. Medical investigator. Friend. First at scene. Wrote off death as suicide based on single note. Left job and Seattle.

One murder attempt. One murder.

Cause of death: BASE jumping accident.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

The answers in a song...

I would never bother you
I would never promise to
I will never follow you
I will never bother you
Never say a word again
I will crawl away for good
I will move away from here
You won't be afraid of fear
No thought was put into this
I always knew it would come to this
Things have never been so swell
I have never felt failed to fail

Pain...

You know you're right
I´m so warm and calm inside
I no longer have to hide
Let's talk about someone else Steaming, soon begins to melt[nothing else is right!!!!]Nothin' really bothers her
She just wants to love herself I will move away from here
You won't be afraid of fear
No thought was put into this
I always knew it'll come to this
Things have never been so swell
I have never felt so well

Pain..

You know you're right

Pain...



"Nothin' really bothers her
She just wants to love herself I will move away from here"


You knew. Didn't you Kurt? You knew she wasn't worth anything. That she only loved herself... You had many plans to leave. To just disappear. To start a new life, find a new love. A real love. Real and true. Because you were capable. Your heart and soul true and calm. If only...

I'm so sorry.

P.L.E.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Mayor McGinn,

I am not a resident of Seattle, but I've visited in the past and fell in love with the beautiful pine trees the state has to offer.

I am an independent film producer based in Hollywood California. The reason I am writing to you may seem strange and irrelevant in a time when jobs are few and far between, and hunger in the U.S. is worse than ever. But perhaps in such hard times... One needs to cling to the idea that a greater good than ourselves is still present and the preservation of justice remains relevant in an era where hope is dwindling.

I want to tell you a short story, and I'd like you to picture the details as if you, yourself are living them.

Imagine you are being told for the first time that you are going to be a father. You aren't prepared, and it is unplanned. You ponder how to respond to the magnitude of what it means to be a dad when your own father seemingly abandoned you at a young age, while still in the process of bridging the gap with him, your daughter's birth approaches. She is born, and she is beautiful to you. An angel.

Your life changes in a heartbeat, and the love is so strong you are compelled to write to your own father and demand an explanation on why and HOW he could leave, now knowing yourself the true impact fatherhood has. You write with a passionate hand that you would do absolutely everything in your power to be there for your daughter -- unlike the way he was never there for you. You write how you would FIGHT TO THE DEATH to be there and support your child not out of DUTY but LOVE. But there are things in your life that need changing... You are no longer in love with your wife. Your career is no longer fulfilling you deep down. And the drug dependency you have accumulated due to a stomach ailment no doctor can diagnose needs treatment...

So what do you do? You begin to make changes. You speak to your divorce lawyer about filing for divorce. You refrain from signing a contractual renewal to continue working and making money for the large corporation that owns you. You check into a drug treatment facility. All this you begin to change, while remaining deeply and madly in love with your newborn daughter. Hundreds of photos and letters embody this love.

You begin to make future plans, more changes for the better. You plan a fishing trip with the grampa you love dearly. You speak to a smaller, more independent corporation regarding a more soulful partnership and caring working environment. You purchase two one way tickets out of the city and away from the lifestyle that has taken over your existence. And you write another letter, explaining it all in detail.

Then imagine this: this letter becomes your suicide note.

Then imagine this. THE POLICE INVESTIGATION ONLY LASTS FOUR HOURS. Now imagine this. Your two year old daughter is abandoned. Forever blaming you. Every time your name is spoken. Suicide. Every time your biography is read. Suicide. Every time your legacy is remembered. Suicide.

Now imagine this. Over one HUNDRED and SEVENTY-FIVE teenagers also took their lives because yours was written off as a SUICIDE after only FOUR HOURS of investigation.

Don't you think you'd deserve... Don't you think your DAUGHTER would DESERVE more care, more time and more WORTH when a whole life is snuffed out?

Kurt Cobain was a multi-million dollar rock star who gained a bad reputation with drugs and the police -- on the outside. On the inside... He was everything I just explained above.

When you take away the glitz, glamour and stereotype... He sounds like someone you might know. Someone you might respect. And a life that ended far too soon. A mysterious death that deserves attention.
I just explained to you the emotional aspects of it. The physical evidential proof at the scene and the odd behavior of several individuals in the month leading up to his death would astound you.

Imagine it. "I would fight to my death to be there for her." His daughter just turned 18. That is sixteen years she's already spent thinking her dad killed himself.

Based on a random note he wrote to his fans telling them he was leaving the music industry. THIS, and the fact that it was scientifically proven that the amount of heroin in his system (three times the lethal amount), rendered him incapacitated at the time of the bullet entering his brain, proves a blatant disregard for human life and an undeniable negligence toward criminal justice that the Seattle Police Department should be ashamed of.

Millions of us still care out here. 175 teenagers across America took their lives in vain. Clear his name -- and you clear theirs. You have the power to have this case reopened. And only you.

Thank you for your time.

Sincerely,

Sunday, June 5, 2011

My heart
Torn in two
Apart
We go through
I pass by a stranger
They are as close
As anyone I know
No one knows me
Like I do
A world as empty
Torn in two
Apart
The only one to
Know my heart
Me
My closest friend
The emptiness
Torn apart
God its been ages
Nothing new
Another city
Another view
A stranger looks me
Up and down
Do you know me
Nothing new
Poured hearts out
To friends one week
Seasons pass
Strangers speak
now Raise a brow
Weren't we close on
Wednesday
Moved on from me
Heart
Worlds apart
One day the same
City view
One day the same
People too
One day the same
And I'll know you
One day the same
Days and weeks
Streets and seasons
Hearts and souls
One day the same
And You'll know me

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Dear Kurt,

Some times my vanity astounds me. Today is not a good one. I feel as though the end is near, and even someone with my strength and endurance cannot take the long, dark road of nothingness, aloneness. Anymore.

As I speak, with tears gracing my cheeks... I consider the mascara that circles the blue iris, the puffiness of the skin.

And I wonder why tears aren't more graceful for the vain... I have been analyzing suicide more lately than I ever have before. And my heart is empty. My soul... Bled dry.

I don't know if I belong here... Tell me I belong here...

JS

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Dear Kurt,

I sang River tonight... And it was quite depressing. I cry over memories of my youth. I feel like legends don't pertain to the time we are in now. There are no Kurts no Rivers no Marilyns no James. Everyone is dull in the future.

Your birthday was Feb. 20th and I missed a post. So many months in advance... I'd like to say Happy Birthday to you. You were such a beautiful individual. Not just on the inside... You were one of the most beautiful men to ever live...

I stare at old photographs of you and wonder how... Why you ever gave a woman like Courtney Love the time of day. She was so beneath you in every way. You were beautiful. Just... Breathtaking. I loved you. You deserved more...

JS
Dear --------

I believe a great injustice might have been committed in the case of Kurt Cobain.

Mr. Cobain was the lead singer of a popular group from Seattle called Nirvana. They achieved a mass amount of popularity in 1991, and gained millions of fans around the world. He is survived by a young daughter named Frances, and his wife Courtney Love.

The official story from the Seattle police department is that he took his own life, however there are a lot of unanswered questions and inconsistencies with this. A California state licensed private investigator named Tom Grant, who was hired by Cobain's wife to try and locate him the week before his death, strongly believes foul play was involved. Based on information he has gathered, he also believes his wife had something to do with it. According to Mr. Grant, this information was taken to the Seattle police department a week after Cobain's death, only to be ignored.

Since 1994, quite a few magazine and newspaper articles have been written on this information. It has also been the subject of many radio and television shows. A book entitled "Who Killed Kurt Cobain? The Mysterious Death of an Icon" was published in 1998. It was mentioned in a 1998 film about the couple called "Kurt & Courtney". The internet has also helped get this information out with sites like cobaincase.com, Tom Grant's homepage on his investigation, and justiceforkurt.com.

I feel Mr. Grant's information has gone ignored and suppressed long enough by the Seattle police and the media. I'm writing you in hopes for your help to press for a reexamination of Mr. Cobain's death. Millions of fans around the world would like to see the inconsistencies surrounding the death cleared up once and for all. It is sad to think that an injustice of this nature can be allowed in the United States.

Thank you for your time.

Sincerely,

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

17 years...

Dear Kurdt,

I am high, in the clouds of peaceful bliss.... And I thought of you more today than I have in months -- even when I'm shredding your Teen Spirit from my own hands.

I looked through pictures... Stared... And stared some more at those beautiful blue eyes you once possessed. You looked like a sad, lost soul on the verge of becoming a lost angel.

But then I turned to your sweet image as you held on to hour first born baby girl, your eyes smiled into the camera... And it's apparent -- you would never, ever make a decision to leave her side.

You wrote about it in your journals, you spoke of it on the news. It's been exactly seventeen years and your songs are still sung, your heart is still felt, and your spirit continues to linger -- and then soar.

Remember that we are still here. We still care. And you are never forgotten. You deserved so much more than they gave you. And one day you will have your revenge.

Peace. Love. Empathy.<3