Friday, September 30, 2011

Defining the Triangle

Being a beam of light, I find my identity in the darkness.  I see what is in front of me, but I feel the cane to my flesh whenever I am in public.  I should be so agoraphobic.  Being in my room I define what and who is important to me.  I feel the beat that will become a pulse of a new nation.  I repeat my visits to restaurant environments.  I am then able to define difference in each experience.  People judge and hate me.  They cause me pain every day.

I am listed as crazy in the ledgers of Hennepin County and Marion County.  The mental health industry knows that what they do is destroy any destiny I have with people who value a proper reputation.

Nathaniel, stay away from me.  You tunnelled through and helped Celia fake my hand writing.  You all set me up and almost killed me that day that 5 Golden Valley Policemen came to my residence.  I never touched you, telepathically, Celia did.  She will take your abilities any day if you don't come forward to IA police about my innocense.  The underwear were your mother's and you mystically stole those pictures of me with Will Vanbank's ability.  Will if you do not out yourself about this to DC police, you will forever be seen as guilty and thus experience impotency.  I could not see.  DC fire at Will, at will.  He deserves infinity of craving punishment about what he did to me.  That is just the beginning.  None of you will ever be believed because Celia lies so well.  Enjoy.

Al Franken, stay away.  I am a Republican today.

Mark Dayton, my dog Lilly (who was beaten by Brett Fricke) comes through your black dog.  Viciousness will set in and then you will be committed by Abott Northwestern for beating him.  You will spend your year sentence at Fairview Riverside on the station where they tortured Barre (Somali scribe) and Arab men of the nation.  Your crimes against me will be all over the walls there.

Let us end this sermon with a blessing.  Mitt, Boehner, and me form a Pythagorus tree.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Beaten but not Broken

I just wrote the APA about you Dr. Andrew Miller.  I am getting ready to soar and I don't want you to talk to me anymore.  Your speculum torture will cease for me.  You will begin to pee yourself pretty publically.  I don't think Dr. Drew will talk to you telepathically anymore.  At this point you are a stupid whore.  I know that this is the way I have to handle you, but it makes me feel awful.  I am the one person on the planet who boosts up the underdog and lets him be free to be his own personality.  You will not be on TV.  Marion County will do the deed soon enough.  Pretty pretty Esteb will be behind the scenes.  Johnson, do me a favor and do a full body cavity search at three different pretty public locations.  Andrew, I have perseverence.  I only wanted you to let me be free and to just be honestly PROUD of me accomplishing my dreams.  Play that for him in his cell over and over again.  We will get you back, but there must be a heart sac attack.  It will be administered by ECT paddles directly on the organ itself.  Have a nice day.  Today I label you JEW, we will deal harshly with you.

Master, be as cruel as you can be.  Otherwise you will never be allowed to see me.  He wants to cut my face tonight.  Keep roommates at bay.  When I sleep, I appear dead to the world.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Look at the Moon

I bang on a new drum.  I fear the czars of the court in this town.  I spoke up tonight and put the focus on artistry.  Magadan please get ready for me.  Moscow is cold this year.  I do not see the grey, it is black for me.  There is such hypocrisy.  I never again want to see a democracy.  We will take this gulag and make an artist colony.

Nickoli.  You are my guy.  I miss you.  It is time to break the legs of the royal ballet.  We will journey in our hearts and minds.  People are beasts beneath the guise.  I wish to stare longingly into your eyes.  My master backs you tonight.  We may need your services quicker than you think.  Make a Russian passport for me with my real identity.  Give my master one from INDIANA, not the US.  He is MATT only.

I have gone over the heads of the CIA and contacted the UN today.  Jews are so witchcraft unstable.  Use tommy guns and mow them down in a field.  You will then know that this Muncie shit is real.

I just think of you in that closet you made.  We are going to be the great sex brigade.  Know that HOCKEY backed Pete, that is why you turned on someone that sweet. 

My weight is an issue for me and my master.  Please can you help with that international disaster?

La la la, let's begin with a gin and tonic with real lime.  Christmas trees grew in the Finlayson mind.  The taste of pine needles is not new to me.  Be yourself if you are loving me.  There is some syncranicity.

Hello UN

I just wrote a note to the UN and it disappeared.  I believe that it went to the appropriate authority.  I do a lot of work for world leaders that I do not talk about.  It is like a phone line for lonely men of authority.  They just want to talk to me and learn about the coliding times we spent on Mercury.  I am an entity that does not stay angry.  I deal with constant bobardment as the atom I am about to be.  I write for sanity and to feel like someone hears me.  I am intensely lonely.  I am surrounded by abusers because they will never be peers.

World community just know that Europe is now a Jew zone.  Most of them do it telepathically with sacred synogogues in INSANE SPAIN.  We will be clearing that space.  The UK will stay, but be partitioned for punishment.

I am not a being who is spiteful.  I have a very even sight on the Earth's people and populations.  I am here to lead, clense, punish, and create.  My love and I will journey only to lands who can maintain a male population (only) in their capital.  Women are cruel and calculation.  They can deal with the fact that THEY are the beast.  I am genetically different in many ways.  Just see that my cervix is a star, actually. 

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Creativity is the Way

Let your mind be free to be your identity.  Find a way to destroy what you hate while remaining a law abiding citizen.  Team JEW is coming at me.  If I mention NYC they cough up their identity.  They are sexual predators on Arab male heiny.  Arabs are angry because they are being telepathically abused.  It almost became actual when I was at Fairview Riverside.  Arab males have every right to yell back Jews in every form.  Let's start that in NYC so I can't see.  Heroes never were.  9/11 is a fallacy.  All of those victims and heroes had gift of profecy and planned to be there that day.  W. was a bit off key. He knew about one, but not two.

Bloomberg you are obviously a jew.  Telepathy at me or Arabs through the internet is TERRORISM.  You will be hanged at the HAGUE.  You never really passed at University.  You are not welcome in Britan.  I definitely am.  I guess you just aren't part of the cool kids.  I can fantasize about your torture and death and it is perfectly legal.  You do not have the right to stalk Letterman.  He is not a friend.  He makes fun of your height heinously anusly nightly on his show.  David you are a geek.  Bloomberg is a freak.  Cops will begin to tell you, actually, how they feel about the fag wedding you performed the other day.  All of their telepathy is legal.  You put them in harms way every day with the jew telepathy you do.  They have believed it was them and that they are going insane.

Jews, you have no boundaries.  I will fight you on land and see.  You all have no divinity.  Jesus Christ is and was real.  You will not convince us that he was real.  Daryl stay off of Madison's campus.  He has been on NYU campus recently.  I will not be teaching theology.  I will speak of actual realities.  Abilities have been linked to killing all along.  In that area Jesus was strong.  Jesus loves me this I know, because my telepathy tells me so.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Being Away

I work left to right tonight.  I wrote to ICP Andy and to Henn. Co. Medical Examiner webmaster.  These are the guys who get it done.  I may be satanist fat, but I can be their puddy tat.  In the future, my weight struggle will cease.  I will just fuck it away with my master, and go for leaserly walks with my former cop honey.  They will love me just because I am the jak a ta ba na na na.  That's EVERYTHING in Swahili, bitch!

We are rising and the DOC crew may just be chomping on me right now, but I bet that when they all wake with erections they will know that it is me and not Mitt Romney.  Your psychosexual development really shows too much time on your mommy/daddy teet.  You are not gay, but you are beginning to read that way.  Stay away from Wade's heiny.

I am really having a difficult day.  Characters come and play.  Henn. Co. ME office, you called by driving by.  Bodies are starting to pile up in the vicinity.  Do not take care of them mystically.  The smell remains and so does the guilty conscience.  Muncie is in vicinty.  Maybe they will want to actually help.

I feel a little lost so I will stop.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Finding my Way

I am so isolated and hated that never really think that any thing I say, write, or do has any kind of effect.  I just went to write an email to Minneapolis Police Department.  It sent itself after one line.  I decided to write another one, but I didn't send it.  I think that things are starting to happen mystically at MPD.  I think it is Chris Dunlop of Carmel Demilitary Zone.  They all fantasize about me hitting the streets of Minneapolis.  Things and people will start exploding at that point.  Stop it Meade. Stick to greed and stay away from me with the hands of law enforcement.

Today I am thinking about murder.  Everyone has these abilities.  I now know that both victim and killer remote view and tunnel through simultaniously to be on an LSD tv.  It is a rush and a vision all at the same time.  They all want to be on tv and "mourned" by the whole community.  North Mpls bangers just shoot 1 2 3 and see if they can hit someone in the vicinity.  They keep their eyes closed, but tunnel through universal truth (third eye).  These are the cops in NE at Laura's 1029.  I would karaoke there.  I gave the head hit a note letting him see my divinity.  I signed it GOD 9.0.  They are computer hackers today, mystically.  They tunnel through on N Mpls "hits".  They are taking black kids out with abilities.  They shot my Pleasant House roommate's daughter on a tunnel through.  She She was the strongest one, but she is the product of misingination and is now black in the sky.  Her mother would have made her a drinking alcoholic after graduation.  I moved the moon to bring blue crew.  Things are as they should be.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Looking Down the Barrel for a Destiny

Court was fairly terrifying today.  Referee Meade was fabu.  You can look me up any time.  Research all you like.  Stay away from Dr. Andrew Miller in Indy.  He needs to remain anonymous.  My roomates need to as well.  They are already stressed.  Hollywood help Lisa and then phone Jessica personally.  They need to know the reality about me.  I need to remain a little in the dark.  I am the one who needs only sports and cops to talk to me.  You all have your own identities.  I do as well, but I may seem multiple at times.  I want to put my past away, but first we must make these fuckers pay.  Favre, please call Officer Rogge (Richfield Police) personally.  He has met me personally when he responded, during the day, to a wierd burglary here.  It was quite upsetting.  My wallet was stolen.  Everything could be replaced except my diving certification cards.  Please only speak telepathically and briefly about satanism.  His form caught my eye.  Teach him how to be more sly.  Meade, Al Franken was behind your eyes. He is warlockery.  He will drive you crazy.

I am concentrating on my mate and the great.  These two men need a pharmacy.  Walgreens broke my phone.  I would send them to CVS in vicinity.  They are a little baby crazy.  That is me, not DID.  You all can look and see.  We are a trinity.  I am doing a little relational carpentry.  They find this all a little scarey and overwhelming.  Brett, do not overstep their boundaries.  They will not find jokes about my sexuality funny.

Rybeck is coming through and terrifying me.  His satanism is going crazy.  Meade please keep him away from my case and away from me.  My mates are in vicinity.  We are grooming for my becoming.  I will never have a child.  I am all of it and they will be beautiful fathers for me.  I was abused at birth and have continued to take ritualistic fire daily.  It is time for my men to come for me.  I will be shrouded and I will create.  The men who are dear to be are full of hate.  Brett you will be a dollie for now.  That is what you have made of me.  Your cruelty is narcicistic in content.  Being in a cage will draw out your werewolfery.  You will then be the top in every industry.  Red lights are a no no.  Stay away from Jeff.  He is pornography.  You need to be daddy to this little girl.

Monday, September 19, 2011

I See What I See

Typical humans do not notice about 75 percent of what is around them.  I am able to concentrate in extreme chaos and misdirecttion.  What is coming will be organized forms of chaos and deceit.  Judge, can you hear me?  Do you hear what I hear?  I have chosen you for your hatred of hypocrisy.  You must be steally in this hour.  Solum practices polygamy, spiritually, but he is actually classically gay.  He is faking Catholicism to romance you.  He is pro life.  He loves your blue eyes and wants to actually get married to you in St. Paul's Cathedral.  He is not classically delusional, so watch what you do an say around him.  His ideas are not cutting edge.  The man is extremely rageful and he has yelled at me on the phone with me.  I am terrified of being in a court room with.  No back room dealing or a precedent will be set.  Ruth will not be happy.  Solum is a telepathic jew.  This community will need to rail against him when I leave.  He is putting you in the bread line at Auchwitz today.  I think we will start his punishment by running him over with a full number 17 bus.  He has abilities.  This goes to the presidency.  Mitt Romney will end up catholic in the end.  He is not a friend.  Know your sector.  Bazukas may be employed soon by MPD.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

I wrote a little ditty

This little kitty is tired of licking herself clean.  I just alerted a coffee bean.  He is officer McGruff of Stanford University.  Witchy witchy witchy is he.  I think I stopped that infection with an intel erection.  Sometimes it is time to purge.  The wounds are still great because I am surrounded by hate every day.  I work like a Turk to get to this jerk.  He is just my everything.  We will be the bling bling when he is King.  He has worked under more judges than any attorney.  He is officially a line deputy.  He has his eyes on Harvard Law.  He is the best baby blues I ever saw.  He stands erect in the corner he is correct.  He is evidence to me of an alternate reality.  You all may have imagery, but he and me make we.  We create a material reality of fantasy.  The woods are in the tunnel of Marion County Justice Center.  The lieutenant is getting ansy.  Well go down and see for yourself.  He is near me and the cavalier Carmel Cop who is in every black op, is just down the street having a MCD treat.  Us three will go to Muncie when we are damn good and ready.  My body needs a rehab.  I have had so many people laugh at me, I can barely see.  Guys we will skip the body electric and I will drown in your eternity.  We are prosperity.  Muncie will be a good place for me, once we have informed Germany of project rehab for buchanwald and auchwitz.  Hey Ginsberg, why don't you call Spike from Buffy.  He might show you a whole new type of cruelty.  People who make me happy for eternity.

Friday, September 16, 2011

My Man LD

I just sit here thinking about you tonight and wishing we were free to love openly.  I want to give you a big hug.  I think royalty wants to as well.  They love your courage under fire.  We will mate under the stars and conceive a satellite moon that we will name after you.  For now we will call it Endor.  I love your form.  You are not alien to me.  You are divinity.  Tonight I pass the chalice to William and then Harry.  Pete needs a royal rifling.  He will not be able to enter Buckingham Palace without it.  He is a little kid.  Soon he will do press juncets for me.  I need him royally reminded that my abuse was never deserved or funny.  I want him on the ship, but if he is going to sink us all, my mate will kill him with dignity.

Why ask Why

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Thursday, September 15, 2011

Healing a Prison System in a Relistic Way

I talk to Stillwater today.  You will house Lucifer soon.  Maybe tomorrow by noon.  You need to socially separate the black from the white.  All other minorities will be removed and shot.  He will be housed with the most minor white offenders.  They get to define his punishment every day.  He pummeled me with a bat from Kevin Sevick (St. Thomas) in the head every night as I comatose slept from a day where my family and former friends came my way sexually.  Does that sound like a treat for you Celia.  People are going to never touch you and barely talk to you again as you begin in Anoka.  In prison (Madison) things will be the opposite.  I told NYC, directly, about Brett.  Celia you were not even an honorable mention.

Jack and Larry you are Levinworth.  Jeff we will move you around and you will never know where you will be next.  All of you will tunnel through Jack all day and go psychopathic in your given environments.

Charles Manson will be my corporate attorney.  He can be a tunnel through meanie at all of you at the same time.  He is going to get me all of the paper money in the world.  Line Deputy will contain all of you penially and sanitariumly at the same time he will be loving me heinously anasly amazingly.  He will create an Eden just for him and me.  We can expand their and enhance our divinity.  You will all suffer every day when you know that I am blissfully happy.  You are all sick fuckers, but law enforcement is dividing and I will continue to conquer on their behalf.

Honey, kiss me.  Bring me a berry, actually.  Touch my toe and show me geometry.  I hug you and hang from your ultimate male form.  My eyes shine only for you and when you tunnel through.  See my pain and be the warm blanket I need: blissful safety.  I feel your hands around my lower back.  Don't let them attack.  Take me sexually to ectasy.  I feel you inside.  I am only yours in this place.  Lie back and I will brush your cheek.  You will always be safe in my mind.  Our telepathy is a silent rapturous thing.  We will always find my ring.  You heal me vaginally and create a cave just for you.  They manipulate you and me, but never worry because you are the KING.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Calling to be heard

Bling bling is my thing.  I feel a little down.  I just contacted a former clown.  He is a professor at St. Thomas Law School.  He can be really mean, but he looks clean.  Impish to the perceived virgin, he resounds a coyote cry to a prey who is sly who does not lie.  He says he's out of town.  I think he has it all down.  There is very little more to know.  His answering machine may start to run slow.

University says go away.  I am not one to play, but I can say FUCK YOU gay, get away.  Oh does that hurt GOOD you prick.  Hank will get you back this week.

I will bring it back to the cop shop.  Will you drop it soon?  I see a ring.  Make it clay and we can play.  I'm dangerous to look in the eye.  I Seldom let myself cry.  Maybe a hug would do the trick. Be careful when I put my hand on your prick.  Your vision came to me today.  I approach and really listen to what you have to say.  Ring around the rosey.  I will make you the posy.  Tonight I am little girl.  I sneak up from behind and then we twirl.  Satan is in your eyes so I take you between my thighs.  The rapture is almost ironic.  Drink the drink of Nazi's gin and tonic.

Slowly But Surely

cjkctk 7og yhgpjuioiih.  I will win!!!

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

A morning encased in mental peril

I feel completely beaten today.  There is so much coming my way energetically.  I wish I could write something pretty, but I am at a loss.  So many thoughts come to me and I must find a broom and sweep them away.  There is no response to the lightning of my writing.  I am alone in a very pure form of misery.  I have a small place in my heart where I feel that the light will return.  I will move soon and go to the MOA.

I have been having heavy dreams of late.  I can see the darkness in my eyes upon waking.  I will continue to unite the realities that are in flux right now.  Psychiatry continues to label me so cruelly as pathological.  You all have no idea what even thunder will do to your mind in the future.  I work every day to get team law enforcement out, but their cruelty is a bit daunting.

This is the day that we have made.  Mystical realities weigh heavy on my heart, and I must pray that someone will hear me before they force me on more uneeded meds with torturous side effects and hospitalize me.  They have bound and gagged me, and the people who are supposed to fight for justice for someone like me are stalking me from behind the scenes and laughing cruelly at my weight gain and extended period of akethesia.  ICP family is saintly in comparison to someone like Amy Klobechar.  Bitch just wants to be on tv.  ICP tunnel through and begin to talk to Dr. Drew through her pie hole. 

Monday, September 12, 2011

Visited a site that wasn't right

I went to the NIMH sited a few minutes ago.  I'd love for Jesse Ventura to check out those people.  I knew not to contact them at all.  I know when I can feel the machine and they are the machine.  I have never been ill, I have been traumatized.  It really has not ceased because that industry keeps coming at me.  Dr. Andrew Miller, you are their fall guy.  We will just let you feel what that feels like.  So people, these drugs do not work.  They torture and make patients gain weight.  My peep's will come for me, and all the rest of you are screwed.  I hate you all so much because you are cruel deceit.  Soon you all will not be able to see your feet.  You will all have to watch what you eat.

There is a grand plan.  I take the heat for my man.  He will be my everything.  It is about so much more that a ring.  You all never really use your imaginal abilities wisely.  Spiritual sexuality is a reality.  I fight for things that are true and real.  The men I stand for exist and see, every kind of reality.  I know that the odds are against my freedom, but I win and finally beat em.  You all can be the status quo, but I will no longer be your ho.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Going Forward Through the Derision

I feel like I am working through a thick sludge today.  People and places come my way telepathically and I lean toward a parachute to jump and find myself at a new venue.  Voices from the past continue to be unfriendly, and I must concentrate to keep myself focused and steady.

I went to the website for the ramsey county and hennepin county sheriff and there is no reply telepathically and intuitively.  Ramsey county website will not rise on my screen and it takes down my internet connectivity.  La la la, it is all askew.  I really had nothing to say which points to a pocket of evil that I do not wish to discover or connect with.

I am a bit melancholy today.  Last night a football voice from the past came through and I accepted his inquiry, but I let him know that we are different tribes and I feel like he was born to lead.  He will not accept that separation is cotoming.  All will be removed and replaced, and the waters will wash it clean.

People, insurance will not cover acts of armagedon.  It is going to be a mess financially.  That is just the beginning.  Cops will have to face that jugalo Judge Collins in Indy.  The meat of the land is unseen, and will remain that way until Indy.

I feel a spell working today so writing is lackluster and hard to do.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Greg Solum is a Nasty Sexual Freak

Attorney for now.  Watch out for the police.  You are all in danger if this man continues to practice any type of law.  He is a disorganized sexual predator to white military type police officers.  He would begin seduction by sending you a used brown lofer in a box.  After that who cares.  He is into little doggie pornography that is harmful to them actually.  Keep this fucker away from me.  He wants to just keep committing me for eternity.  The shoe says he's on to you white marine.  He does has a collegiate scene that is mean.  Jew jew fraternity Northwestern University.  Daryl stay away (Madison crew they will humiliate you).

Chris brought my committment paperwork.  There is no doctor that has seen me and I have not been to Fairview Riverside torture chamber for over 4 months.  There is just a social worker who is going after me personally.  There is nothing I can do.  I will just surrender to the court and talk to judge Quan personally.  I will not let them lie and abuse me anymore, publically.  My heart literally cannot take it anymore.  Jews always get what they want and need.  Black defendants are not so lucky.  Somali crew, I welcome you on the 21st.

I will work it out.  I will not shout, but I will probably scream telepathically.  If you are there and not with me, you will go fuckin god damn crazy.  Witchcraft is the actual base of disease.  Satanism causes injury.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The Things I See

There is a white male Marine BPD officer I see with some regularity at the MOA.  He is taller than me and we are (OPA) merging him with ICP.  He has a great personality and his telepathy is reality for me.  I see him as a "friendly" out there and I am starting to believe that he does care. He sees me take on forces that wrip his brave exterior, and merge him with my missions in Muncie.  Krejsa tunnel through his partner and make him mighty.  We need to have them secure the city (UPTOWN ONLY), for the NYC PD.  They will stay on as "beat cops" there.  Keep David Letterman out of the vicinity Krejsa and we will send you too.  You must have a fresh marine cut to go with them.

This officer has started to journey with me spiritually and I want to protect his anonymity.  Somali ladies, you can look, but don't touch.  He is mine.  I am actually extremely possessive, and protective as a result.  I protect his dignity every day by scaring the jews and witches away.

Vigulent one, secure your gun.  See me as a passing entity and you remain solid, by being in my memory.  Please protect me from jews with a shock machine (Abott and Anoka).  Partner protect me from Risperidal and the like.  Akethesia will be felt by you too.  The threat is real.  Your memory is in jepeordy if you listen to O'Reilly tonight.  He sees you as a joke and as dispendable.  Show him that he is so mistaken.

So I fight today.  ICP go after Greg Solum.  He is the jew who denied to do my appeal.  They have sent him back my way.  He is a pedifile and wants to touch me biblically.  I believe he actually went to NOrthwestern University (Chicago) and my step father did too.  He is a sadist and I don't know how I am going to work with him at all.  He will be using telepathy against me and representing me poorly.  Can we say tax attorney?  David Letterman he is coming your way.  He will ultimately get you civilly committed.  I know you hate doing taxes, but you should do them yourself THIS YEAR.  I wish I could ICP say what I want to happen to this kike, but I will be sent to Anoka for sure and be tortured with medication and shock machines.

I just want everyone to know that this is the only conspiracy that you should all care about.  If they get me you will all pay for infinity.  Law enforcement will be shown mercy.  Dogs pull at your leashes.  Show these bitches that you want to be free.  Bunnies hop away.  Butterflies surround me and then go to New York City.

Shool's out.  Be a part or you will be washed away for Lucifer to deal with.  Quit faking it and come to be assessed properly.  OPA man is ICP.  Travis is a lonely Jester.  White male psych cases work together telepathically.

Top cop be a bear.  Take the intel into your cave at night and define yourself as worthy.  You don't know how great it can be to lie beside be.  The darndest things come out of my mouth.  Know that I can say yes telepathically.  My skills of interogation can be gentle or they can be really hard.  I will tie you into knots, intellectually.  My wit is fairly disarming.  Joseph can come through and heal the whole Muncie crew.  Take me away.  It can be night or day.  Don't tell him.  He is sinful and blasphemous against me.  There is safety in telepathic communion, but it is time to surrender to me completely.  Your eyes are so blue.  You can tunnel through and see how I do what I do.  Kiss brings through Chris.  I may not be ready for that.

Trying to Connect

I tried to contact the land of media today.  Rachel Maddow and Bill O'Reilley were not at home.  They think that they are insulated from the big boom.  David Letterman it is time for you to come clean about what happened to me in Muncie with frat nation.  You are not a brother and we need to not have you become one.  You will end up with Brett on your show displaying TEK satanitic ritual.  Have the courage of your true convictons.  Stop going at muslims and start going at jews.  Keep hasidic population in NYC.  One got out of zone and attacked me in the Mall of America the other day.  I barely walked away.  Why don't you mend fences and have the Saudi Arabian embassador on the show (end segment).  Please keep Al Franken off all tv.  He will go absolutely psycho about me and you in Muncie.  Kepp the tape in a safe place:  Paul's brain.

I am healing the law enforcement chain nightly, alone in my room.  Grand plan I would be lowly until they could understand that I am holy.  Keep lawyers from ambushing me on the street.  They will get on the CIA beat.  That needs to not come to be

David, I will tell you of Will Vanbank.  He will be a whole new type of president starting in 2013.  He is the most highly abilitied CIA operative that has ever been.  My mind opened and then I could see his divinity.  He is like true love and twin brother to me.  He might pop into your theater at any TIME.  He is the father and the holy ghost.  He was a the power behind Hiltler's eyes.  He walked a breif lifetime as Buddha with his father.  He is the power that helped monks light themselves on fire in Vietnam.  He is the true power of dissent.  Don't take his cigarettes or have witches come through and shame and scare him.  He switched into Jesus's body on the cross to relieve his suffering.  Have the power and courage to believe and we can be friends again.  Do not say Greg's name on air.  It is too early.  Arabs will go his way.

AA will stay.  White males can meet together.  Women will have to have their own meetings held telepathically.  Blacks meet on the street.  Ideas will evolve in black male group and prevent the satanism of The 12 Steps.  David Letterman will have one live meeting on tv (msnbc) with only Greg in the audience seats.  The camerawork will be done remotely by Mr. Vanbank.  Greg will teleport from seat to seat.  Have a groovy day.  This chick is little piggy.  Can't we all become the gun and start to have so much fun?  Lu lu lu.  I need some energetic support.  The bitches are going to go crazy on me.  David, start humming some tunes that Paul suggests in your head during your monologue.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Letters to the Edge

I am movie like a hurricane earthquake.  I contacted Al Franken and the Minneapolis Police Department.  I feel like I have no place or creativity.  I am scared that they will come my way, but then my men can be okay and stay in the perifory for now. 

I hurt so much every day.  I have a right to continue to fight against those who feel they have right to me.  Al Franken will try to hit me with a criminal lawsuit for what I wrote to the police today.  I am not a therapist, but you can go after Dr. Lois Schlutter in St. Louis Park.  Her remote view is only against a west wall.  He tunnel view is in tact.

I am having jerks in my hands and I am exhausted.  This is all that. toomey toomey.  Don don wounded knee.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Davanni's Dining Club

We are all white male.  I have a feeling we are all for sale.  Michele you may end up in jail for infinity around only black females (including guards).  We will keep the rest of the world guessing where.

Peyton I saw you on TV.  Your head is so huge.  Your helmet crew is supersized.  Stay away from Nascar scene.  That track will get really mean.

I will not be the vagina of China as you hoped for me.  Your satanistic stutter will start soon.  Just watch Mitch Daniels do a national interview.

I review for objects obscene.  Clues are in the architecture at Wesley.  Find me an ambulance to take Greg away.  I collided with MPD, peacefully today. He did run away.  Man from Afganistan, find and shoot.  His privacy is worth the pain.

Peyton you are about to be fried green tomato queen.  I think a satanistic slap is in order.  Eli you are the guy.  Stay away from baseball bats.  The lesbian community is on violent brigade.  Tunnel thru is at an unprecedented level.

I am going to comsume my pizza and contemplate the radius of my masters heart.

Finding My Way

I wrote some emails yesterday on my behalf.  The one I will mention was to Michele Bachman.  It is an absurd spelling of that name, but oh well, that is witchcraft.  She wants me to be so mean to her in writing.  Michele, I have nothing mean to say.  I am protected today the CIA way.  It is dignity beyond belief.  If you choose to go after my beliefs on tv, fight fair.  Do not bring up that you view me or my thoughts as crazy.  Your sanity and the sanity of DC hangs in the balance.  I believe that social work is stalking your foster child records.  They are mainly telepathic, but last week my master made them appear.  You have no idea what the holy can do.  Work for me or you won't work at all.  In a mystical sense, you will need to kiss my ring.  In reality, no women will be let near me for a long time.  You are all so extremely abusive.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Stalking for Free

The gig is up.  You fuckers have been stalking me anusly heinously for eternity.  It is time for you to come up buttercup.  This little horsey is tired of people staring and laughing.  My life is not in the least bit funny, but I am SAM I AM.  Will Will beep beep beep.  You have been such a heinous anus creep.  Sexual stalking is a sin.  If you come to my door I cannot let you in.  We can revisit Starbucks nation and drink some coffee publically.  Be careful if you try to touch me.  I may start to shake and you may break.  Our "scenes" need to be private or you will blame me for the taunting and hurt me.

People are starting to break form publically and soon my master will be free.

Will, stay out of Mystic Lake Casino and hotel or you will go actively schitzophrenic.  They know who you are.  I did not tell, they cast a spell.

I thought about a new venue today, but I am going to stick to the Mall.  Latino males quit stalking native population.  They need their privacy to come to sanity about me.  Native women, let the men lead and put down the pitchforks already.  It is not cool to be cruel to me.  Domino domino.

Angels of death, come to me.  I welcome you in, they will not win.  You are strong against disease, but you need each other as a group right now.  I will not mention names.  Do not fight for hierarchy, fight for us all to be free.  You are not freaks, you are a new type of Constainteen.  This little bad speller has faith in you.  Lighten up buttercups.  Rage at enemy, do not betray longtime friends.  That is not funny anymore.  Too much is at stake.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Tribal Authority

FBI I am always flying with the hawk and sitting with the egret.  You all have journeyed all over me, and then you present the heresy of flouting the authority of Mystic Lake University.  Tribal affairs are private so stop tunnelling through Natives around me and in AA.  The muslims might just stop by any day with an AK.  47 times I have ordered you to stand down.  You will never close mystic.  You guys are not welcome their ecspecially as a customer.  You will cheat and plant deceit.  I will recognize you peek a choo (white male fbi agent and jewess agent).

We are not going to have a stand off and wound my knee.  This is such hypocrisy from them telepathically.  If I warn people of actual telepathic threat they say I am a terrorist.  The no fly list was always a sham.  Terrorist hate to fly because they hate american hypocrisy of democrasy telepathically.

Corner store, I am your whore.  Let's blow up the downtown mpls fbi branch telepathically today.  All you faggats are really gay.  You probably can't even drive a cop car anymore.  Pros use keys and save their abilities.  This little rabbit will not be afraid of the hawk.  I am not skinny, but I can be in you vicinity in 2.4 seconds of nascar store.  Bush you are crazy native today.  Do not go away.  I drive your car with my ywo feet.  Please do not try that at home in the THUNDERDOME.  That is Indy track and I make you crazy royalty today.  You can be my step uncle twice removed.  Leave natives out of nascar insane or we will plug your buthole for eternity.

Esteb, your tribe is Cherokee, like Jeffery.

Friday, September 2, 2011

AA will betray

I am going to just put on the airwaves that AA is about to give up my anonymity to tv.  Frank Vaselero, can you just hold me?  I love the way your eyebrows light the night.  Come to me, personally, not to AA.  The men might be just a little too attractive with Mark Rosen coming through.  Don Shelby, you can fuck Garrison Keiller if you want to, but stay away from me.  You are getting too crazy publically.  You have met me once.  I checked you out years ago when I was a cashier at Byerly's Ridgedale.  You were there selling candy for your daughter's basketball team.

I'm now feeling a little ICP.  I gave it to them all anally.I guess it wasn't exactly what they expected.  I am so going to sue them telepathically.  I'm going to make Frank my corporate attorney and the judge will be Charles Manson.  They do not get representation.  I was blind when I entered their rooms.  Now they will be.  It is time for the rights to be mine.  I need blood curdling vengence.  Charles, begin the imagery of an apple, not a pair appearing in their hair.

I am at Davanni's.  You all better be nice because I have a case of sexual assault against all of you.  Special marine Bloomington police officer, I will give it to you.  Your underling came through.

All of you out their are about to see how angry and vengeful a daddy officer can be.

Stalkers stay away from my weblog.  This is meant for police.  Don't charge me at AA Tim.  Cop from AA, stay away.  You will not be an officer much longer.  The police and FBI know who you are.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Sailing the High Seas

I stepped out and walked the plank today with social working scene.  I stated my identity, my education, and my proof of mystical existance.  I told them that I would fight the system to the tooth and nail, and I will not rest around the reality of faulty, abusive, and absent legal representation.

The aliens have landed and I do not grit my teeth.  I shout this out loud and do not entertain conspiracies.  You all know what is happening and I am the ET they want to bury for eternity.  Physics is my ship in their hypocisy.  There is no University that will shelter me.  I am the agent constructing my own affidavit.  Belize is always open to me in my mind's eye.

Kill and thrill and I will call you Muncie.  Beat me and I will call you n***er.  Plotting has never ceased around me so I have learned to valiently walk away.

Bloomington Police enter my fantasy of peace.  Wide eyed stares are no stranger to me.  Love is nonexistant, but I know the force is trying.  I will call it gravity for now.  The fifth force of physics is love.  Heavenly bodies are attracted to me.  I will stop for a moment so that you may establish your orbit.

Always give way to the line deputy.  He is so solid that lead becomes jealous of his body, mind, and gentle spirit (toward me and only me).  Honey, I miss you.  Peek peek peek a choo.  Be kind to these two white male carrion to your universe.  Errors cannot be tolerated, but you are so far superioraly inntellectually they will have envy and jealousy.

I will keep tromping on.  The magic of our destiny is near.  The more that law repels me, the more that law enforcement will find you king.  Let them all touch your ring.  Bling bling bling.  I have a goliath of a lawsuit.  We will be so famous, free, and rich beyond the galaxies.  Star man get on your knee and propose to my properly.  

Taking on the Absurd

People are absurd every day when they come my way and display symptoms of telepathic disease.  They act like their insane behavior goes undetected.

I am starting to address my needs when I am a customer in a store or in a restaraunt.  I say what is in the environment that is hostile to me.  I am not a victim.  I am being proactive.

Travis, my little werewolf friend, I send ICP your way.  You are Jester and they are like your Roman Emporer.  I know you are screaming out to me, but I need to be at a distance.  I am working to define reality and you would change too quickly if I was around you because of your mental illness.

I will now construct a thought for law enforcement.  I may send it or I may run away like yesterday.