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.

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