'keep off the drugs and get a grasp on reality'

Look, no matter how you slice it, I've done a lot of work this year. The Beatles films might be a deluded fantasy, but Working For Each Other is still real. Collective Memories is still a full album that I came up with. Given my increasing popularity, those songs are worth something. Working For Each Other blew people's minds in Hollywood. There's an SNL episode and Bob's Burgers episodes that are referencing my film. Paul McCartney really did produce it. He didn't write the songs, but did play bass. - All I did was continue the boycott. Wellington can be unhappy, but the boycott was a result of feeling like the city elite were bullying me at every event. Those pages in The Beatles Invade The Establishment! didn't come out of thin air... They're still treating me like shit, probably because of the ongoing investigation. - I'm inheriting enough money to shut down Mr. Barr and produce my own films. However, the ugly rumours about me haven't stopped. I need a one-off meeting that clarifies I'm not a pervy flasher that molests children. This meeting also requires VUW and SPADA to admit their bullshit. That's why I mooted an apology hui in 2025. I expect it to occur in 2026. My overdose happened roughly a month from now. That's an ideal time. There is no way to persuade me to make Weeded Out. You must cease now. - My plan is that VUW should pay for the hui, in return for a small settlement rather than the much larger one that I could realistically pursue. If I'm not deluded about the intuitions, then they were willing to offer me a million bucks if I was to refrain from telling the truth (ie an NDA). That's what they did to silence Jack Body's victims, but I'm still alive and thriving. My enemies are well-paid pricks that envy my heritage. They're just scared that I'll use the $400,000 I'm inheriting to force their hand. That's precisely the plan. I'll see you in court or at the hui.