First and foremost, I have received the new date for this long-awaited appeal and it doesn't look like it can be brought forward. It's scheduled for 17 December 2015. Until then, I will heal and prepare and pray.

I know it's a longish wait, but much preparation and many other things can come from just waiting. Thanks for keeping me in your prayers and good thoughts.

Remember the demo CD I prepared some months ago?

I recently had the opportunity to stop by City Beat (the local radio station formerly known as Preston FM) and slip them a copy of the demo CD. I was warmly welcomed, and I spoke with one of the presenters (not mentioning names) for quite a bit before heading home. Don't quite know what will become of this, but right now, it's out of my hands. I leave it to the Almighty.

It really got me excited though, when it was done, because this was the first time that I ever shared this demo CD with anyone who wasn't a friend or acquaintance (or friend of a friend). I know it's a process, and some might say it's nothing to clamour about. But I want to derive joy from even the process of using the talents which I have been given.

I have been drawing quite a bit lately, as some of you might have noticed on my page. I have also been trying to build up a stash of unfinished FL Studio files, to make up for the hardware failure I had earlier this year. There is no doubt that a good number of people are probably going to go "ehhhh..." over what I do. I suppose it's natural; it's the process of liking or disliking a piece of work and it's to be expected.

I am aware that these last few months (or at least this whole year in general), my work has taken a different turn. It's been leaning more on the electronic side rather than the orchestral side, more focused on colours rather than amazing anatomy and proportion. I am building up two talents which have largely been inhibited in my younger years, and I don't expect any pity or mercy from fellow musicians and artists. Not that I've received much to begin with. Those who do show me mercy, however, I'm grateful for it all.

This is the journey that I am taking. Awe and wonder over everything around me has inspired my recent works. It is through my hands that this journey will come to fruition. And through the hands of those who have sought to help me.

The long awaited appeal is NO LONGER ON 1 JULY! As for when it will be, we don't really know yet. But it seems like we're gonna have another wait.

In previous newsposts I mentioned that there was insufficient evidence submitted on the part of the Home Office, and that we, our solicitors and the tribunal actually pressured the Home Office into submitting the missing evidence.

Right up till this morning we were informed that it would either be on, or off. Then one judge made a blunder of a miscalculation and decided we should go ahead after all. And then (we guess that another judge probably pointed out said miscalculation, and tomorrow's hearing has been cancelled as a result. The excuse they gave? "Not enough judges." I understand, sometimes we cannot help but cover up our own mistakes...)

Anyway, right now, I am relieved to hear this. We're not going ahead with insufficient evidence. But the hotel room and train tickets have been booked to avoid any potential confusion or trains going on the fritz tomorrow morning..... what do we do?

Well, we use them!

Christo (@Merlyne) and another friend of ours are coming up to meet us in Manchester, and I am very much looking forward to tomorrow. We're going to have a break... a much-needed one. And perhaps they can all help talk me out of selling my art stuff on eBay...

Answering this question for those of you who found an adult submission coming from me in your feeds. I'm aware that this might come across to you as scandalous.

Let me rephrase myself: I don't do stereotypical A-rated stuff. The typical work in the adult category is pornographic, let's face it. But answering the questions honestly over an artistic nude subject would lead me to an automatic A rating. "Some" nudity falls immediately into M, while "lots of" (i.e. full) nudity falls immediately into A. And I speak from my heart here; it is terrifying to attempt to treat the nude human body with respect, and then have it lumped in the same category as the rest of the twaddle that can be found in the adult category. So, long story short, I crossed an unthinkable bridge.

But the few people with whom I confided the process of this drawing know that I attempted this nude subject with the intention of respecting the human body, treating it as something to be regarded with awe and Eden-like innocence, and not with lust and salivating. I probably suck horribly at trying to convey this, but I pray God that the intention may shine through, somehow... somehow...

Feel free to like it, or dislike it. Feel free to stay with me, or to depart from me. It is a natural process of liking and disliking a piece of art. My intention is that every piece, whatever its rating, conveys a message of its own, a message that can't be forced upon me by the people around me. I open myself to everything that may ensue as a result of posting this piece of work.

In other news, remember I said the long-awaited appeal hearing is on 1 July?

Well, that looks like it's gonna be postponed now.

You know why? Because the Home Office included the covers of two pieces of evidence, but not the contents. Excluding evidence that is vital to the trial? These were things that I had written, journals. The Home Office has the final version of one of them. Yep, that doesn't help matters. Welp, tomorrow, I find out IF it gets postponed, or not.... but just to let you all know, postponement seems likely. I'll update this post tomorrow as soon as I hear something about the date of this hearing.

Yes, it is annoying. 

It's a junior snare drum! -- well, I've always wanted to record a snare drum and practise rudiments and stuff, and having a junior snare is a really good start. Plus, it came in my favourite colour. <3

Inverted commas on the "new" because we can probably safely guess this is secondhand.

I gave it a play, and it has a really nice rattle. The snares don't extend all the way to the end of the resonant head, but they do give off a nice sound. And yes, it is small -- but it is something.

I've been looking really impish when playing this. Heheheh. I haven't been gripping the sticks right (fingers shouldn't stick out and hands shouldn't be stiff), but hopefully, I may get better at this.

So how did I chance upon one, you ask?

Well, Seán was at the car boot sale today in the centre of Preston and he chanced upon three drums -- a snare and two toms, for the incredible price of £5! It was an amazing find, and he wouldn't pass it up. (Or so he felt that I'd be mad at him, but to be honest, I wouldn't have been mad.) I decided to keep the snare drum because I feel I'm going to use that the most, and the other two drums are in storage. They've been neatly wrapped in plastic bags and duct tape, and they're as airtight as we can make them.

In other news, the long-awaited appeal is on 1 July. Just a week to go. The witnesses have been called, the documents have been sent and are being processed, the tribunal is good to go. Please, please pray for me, send me good thoughts. I appreciate your support, and honestly can't thank you enough.

...and since I am not in the right frame of mind to muster any music, you probably may have seen me churn out quite a few pieces this month. Depression and fear for my life and liberty have brought out a lot of these pieces -- I found drawing quite therapeutic, and at least it could help me get some practice, I felt.

But this has to stop. One side effect of this is that it gets difficult for me to breathe.

The room in which I'm typing this stinks of marker fumes. Seán, whose breathing isn't great, informs me first about how bad the air in the room has become. Then, a little while later, I feel the effects. My head aches and my chest is tight, but I'm a stubborn sod -- I just can't stop until it gets too unbearable, or if I feel I've done enough. I tend to bend over when I'm drawing, too, and that causes my entire body to ache.

I have one last drawing to post, and that'll probably be posted online in the next few days. After that, I'm taking a break from drawing altogether... for a while.

This last drawing I've got going (for now, of course) is very special to me, given what I'm going through. It's very special to anyone who stands for the freedom of speech, and the freedom to walk the streets without an inane fear of saying the wrong thing. I look forward to finishing it, and I hope you all may anticipate it as much as I do.

I also am aware that talking about my current status is going to make me lose friends, rather than gain any. Frankly, I couldn't care less. I'm sick and tired of hiding my fears over my life and liberty, even though I know the vast majority of people probably aren't going to lift a finger to help. I am sick and tired.

You can imagine what sort of tone it's going to take.

And I'm going to write on many, many more sheets like these. Right now, I'm keeping these ones safe.

How does that make it to the News Forum, of all things...

It ain't a hurricane, but my word, it is bad.

Doesn't help that Liverpool is close to home and is our second favourite city in all of the world.

I've gained a little confidence to play the harp publicly, although I probably will need more practice with it if my repertoire is to be as varied as I'd like it to be. But I've become comfortable with Síle, as I like to call my harp. Confidence has not been an easy thing to build for me altogether... as evidenced by my reactions to various things on Newgrounds and elsewhere.

Just thought I'd share this quick picture that Seán took of me when I was playing the harp in his room -- I was playing as a form of prayer, playing hymns that I knew how to sing. Incidentally, at the time he took this picture, the sun was setting.

I hope the time will come when I may be able to bring Síle to live performances, open mics and whatever, and share some improvs with you all.

In other news.... I've received dates for my asylum appeal quite a while back; I just didn't find any reason to write about them till now. Case management is set for 17 June, and the full hearing is set for 1 July. I am scared for my life (to be fair, I always have been scared for my life, but I have even more reason to be, at this point in my life).

I pray not only for success in this hearing, but also that I may heal from everything I've been put through, and that this period in my life (as well as much of my past) may one day be nothing more than a distant memory, a demon successfully exorcised.

My mind is in absolute turmoil, and those closest to me have had to deal with my many panic attacks and all sorts of trouble coming from me. Please pray for me, and/or send me some good thoughts. They'll be much appreciated.

First of all, I want to thank you lot for your support with the last post I wrote on here. It's been a bit of a roller-coaster ride. My friends have been coming forward with witness statements about this, that and the other that the Home Office neglected to put into their detailed reasons of refusal. That, and I'm seeking legal representation for this appeal. Beyond that, I will do my absolute best to fight this cause.

Many people have said that I have a strong case, and that the Home Office was sloppy in disregarding chunks of evidence.

Let me say also for the record that in the detailed reasons of refusal of my asylum, the Home Office does not believe that Troisnyx (or TroisNyxEtienne) and Annette Singh are one and the same person. So, for the record, let me clear it up for those folks here on this very page: TROISNYX, TROISNYXETIENNE AND ANNETTE SINGH ARE THE SAME PERSON. FULL STOP. There. I already made my name public through the Art section of my page, but some people just aren't willing to do basic research to prove my identity. Sigh.

It is a trying time for me and Seán and all those around me. Please pray for us, or send us good thoughts. They will all be appreciated.

In other news, I did mention in Asandir's interview of me last year about the Easter Triduum. Just as I did last year, I'm practising with the choir at St Wilfrid's in Preston -- I am assuming the role of timpanist once again, among other roles (harp, soprano and descant vocals, general nuisance, chief tripper-upper, provider of chocolates...). These videos from today's practice are the first to go on my YouTube channel since.... New Year's Day 2014, it has seriously been that long. I am embedding this playlist for your general enjoyment. Hope you folks like it!

P.S.: To all the timpanists out there on NG, if anyone of you should make comments about my general demeanour while playing.... I only have this to say. Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.