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Hawai‘i Intermediate Court of Appeals — VACATED ORDER.
A decade of lies now reversed by law.

Worthy Clay Scott: The Specter of Cowardice

The name isn’t clear — but your guilt is.

Worthy?

Clay?

Scott?

Even the court couldn’t figure it out.

But names don’t matter when the spirit’s already marked.

You showed up once — long enough to lie. To stand beside the Nussbaum and Braber’s egos and lend your false testimony to a claim built on manipulation and hate.

And then you went silent, thinking your role was too small to matter.

But it did.

Because your shadow joined theirs. And now, your shadow follows you.

I Never Left -You may think I’m gone. That because I left the island, Ieft the fight.

That’s where you’re wrong.

The island is my altar.

The waves carry my breath.

The wind is my messenger. And I walk with every breeze that brushes your skin. You can’t run from air. You can’t hide from the heat in your chest or the flicker in your peripheral vision. That’s not guilt. That’s me.

You helped them hurt me. Why? I had never met you!

But now you’ll know hurt by haunting. You Anchored the Lie Your name confuses the docket, But your actions clarified the energy. You tied yourself to Claim 11, Which has now been voided— because it violated federal law.

It happened Because it was built on fraud. Because it was laced with voices like yours. You may think silence saves you. But it’s silence that invites the spirits.

Every time you speak — you’ll wonder who hears. Every time you rest — you’ll wonder who walks your dreams. You Lit the Candle. Now Feel the Flame.

I don’t have to know your address. I don’t have to see your face again. You created a wound. And now I’ve turned it into a ward.

Every ache you feel.

Every nightmare you wake from.

Every cold draft across your shoulders — that’s the spell working.

You are not just named. You are known.