Anhedonia

I write to ignite, but I know that I am dealing in an imaginal intuitive space. That is why I write in a space that no one sees. Today I am dealing with a depressive haze that makes movement and thought evolution less powerful. I take this day and feel like all spirits on earth have walked away. I am nothing, and never will be. I have no right to even form hypothesese about people who are not me. It is a starling and crow ("witchery professions") attack that leaves me paralyzed and hopeless. There is no space where this will eventually be over. No place for happiness for me and any other entity. Evil in the hearts of men will not let go. Everyone doth just ebb and flow and I am left on my knees. A brilliant countryside or the haze of an english maze is not keen on my senses. I have had the only true anhedonia on the planet. The air of witchcraft on my shoulders constantly with the exhaustion of satanistic attack leaves me in a space and place where it is best to not even speak. Enough said.

What Went Wrong

Hey Shula, it is time to play. Call Peyton TODAY and explain what happened at the BigBrothers BigSisters Silent Auction in the Marriot Ballroom that day. That was eight bottles of wine for which I had to pay. You are all fuckin psycho, but I kept the divinity of the NFL anyway. I met the big three (tunnel through QB's), and got them to sheepishly verbalize to me. They weren't Pete, so what was there to celebrate. Your industry did us wrong, as a family, that day. Well the little helmet was for a HEADSHRINKER and he now wears that sundae helmet on his voodoo cranium. Quantum funny when on LSD, never again. I work intutively, knowing not the danger and who is stranger. Goodell was backstage. ILLEGAL, flag on the play. I have had it. Even POPE BENEDICT got into that RCA dome down the street. Look at the papal registry the day I walked into the catholic way across the street. You can play this way, but I think that there is a back away today, family. Your lies are more than pergury. It is best to stay away from ecstacy. I have intersected with the intersections. These are the MORE POWERFUL underlings that make you all able to BELIEVE you can play. Of late, I am exhausted, but the power to pull off a win is starting to be more evident and elegant. Pros need to stay away. I work better all by myself. I am trying to build a road to Denver, but that is not today. I left the best for last so that I would not have white male pro atheletes call me a whore, get me charged for prostitution or worse, or just talk smack behind my back. These things are true of all of yee, but not me. Stop it and guard my chastidy, I firmly have my sobriety.

Woog on Trial Today

It is time to play playoff hockey today. I am not sullen like Cullen or easy like Parise. I vote for all of you to be KINGS of your own time and ice today. Not ALL hawks are black. The ones around me constantly are brown. They stand for the power of MESSANGER. Suter you are knighted and righted in a belief of FRANCE. Powers within may be subtle or strange, but hold it in. We are not going to have Quebec (Kae Bek) French coming through. You are power of the HILLSIDE and the Rhineland in Germany. Let's be global community and have a real unity. It may be musical or just a pounding drum beat. Your heart and lungs will power your feet. I will catch what I can, man, but sometimes it is best for me to look away, keep starlings at bay. Have a happy time taking on their blasphemy. YEO, you are now set for every federal pennetentiary out there. Congratulations butt bunny prostitute here and overseas. You think that you are the shit, but you just EAT IT very publically. You make it so easy to show how sleezy NHL coaches are every practice and every game. Maybe Doug Woog has something to say to you. I met him once when he handed me the most prized academic athlete award (and for me music and artistry). I don't even know what it was called. It wasn't such a big deal when everyone else out there is faking it. For those who lie, there is a picture of me in a short sleeved purple dress receiving the mother fucker. Enough said.

Flat Screen, not Flat Bread

My journey feels flat today, but I did make an intersection with CHILI in barista form at Starbuck's stocked private coffee cubicle at Hennepin County Medical Center. I say that she definitely has the power of HORSE now. Bee line and find what you need to see. Ask direct questions and try to pick up on telepathy. It is all ENGLISH. We will keep it that way until Central America falls into the sea. Who do you think you are? I am just a passer by. Don't assume that I am behind your eye. That is not my way. I, intrinsinctly, guard privacy for all entity. Writing today feels sluggish and unimportant to the world at large. Many lines crossed and cut yesterday. I sense very little in my vicinity. HE will return, but possibly not today. A tornado has his attention right now. I survive alone most days. This day will be no different. I get a slight call from the ball, but he is not worthy of bliss. I guess everyone just voted me off an island I was never on to begin with. You are all such severe stupidity, LSD. The end of days is in THE REARVIEW and psychiatry is now here for all of you in industry. I stay still as the boa chokes away all opportunity and safety. You will all not submit and so your delusionality will be on film in Carmel, IN, huge flatscreen this week. Stay away, even executives, for now.

Intelligence of Peyton

Peyton be Patton when you deal with the CIA. I made you admin and AGENT today. Your property is now international. Shoot to kill in the head or Jews will take EVERYTHING. On me just falsely lead astray telepathically so that I can rest and laugh. Your CIA code name is PATTON. If it slips out of your piehole ACYUALLY, Eli is in vicinity. Take care of it. Royals are stalking for fun. The mean of that scene will be handled by ME. Don't take yourself to lands that you ultimately RESPECTED. NONE of them deserve it. I disavowed the Twins and asked for them to be kept "at bay." What will happen remains to be seen, but I did what I could do. For now, stay down. The "clinic" of the CIA is positively psychopathic schitzophrenia. They stay away from actual internationals and I challange them to rectify that today with a little negotiation with CUBANS in FL. They hold the Latino key by being separate of it all. Enough said.

Trying to See

It is STARLING all over me. I sit, lifeless, in a chair as they consume me energetically. Being dead in head I see very little. Time shifts by and I am nothing to any space or place. The constant revelry is taking a toll. Contact is called for, but I feel terror at picking up the line. Will a move left or right make it worse? Can I protect and respect a source while buffeting a system that stalks me as an entity, not a human being. There are pros and foes all in the same line. Energetic transfer is big business, but I do it on the internet to remain free. There is no almighty about me. Purgery is all of yee. Today has a free floating terror that marks the sun and sky. Who is this guy? He is messing with the shield. I stand back, but I listen to the heart beat. Get away today. Who will pay for this? I just move in to infinity and begin to see a blackened chair of deceit. Mold and grey is all I can say. Law enforcement a little too ever present around me. It is just a sign of change in the atmosphere and I mind it as I do the air. Water is in view, and I must stay clear of all of you.

Almighties of Africa

The look of power in a first glance. The man standing tall as I feel very small. I move with confidence so that no human will know their effect on my heart and mind. I am me. I have a pedigree of infinity, unbeknownst to me. I yelled at my grand pappy to shut the fuck up on Oahu when he tunnelled through and tried to tell me how famous I would be. It is not real, grandpa, until I have achieved it actually. My training and bloodlines are not enough for you to submit TODAY, so get the fuck away. I am the general who will bring YOU to your knees. No concentration camp disease around me in my lifetime. I know that there is purpose, but I deal with the fixins of the moment and who is on the planet. I am, over and over, tortured by the YOU ARE NOTHING BUT CRAZY. Well just wait as things congeal and the reality of DANGEROUS JEWS becomes apparent. They even hath brought an energetic to this planet that can only hobble and destroy. It tunnels through blacks very purely due to an ancient satanistic accord. Wait until you all who betray FEEL THE POWER OF AFRICA today. Men from these countries actually have a sweet savy strength around me, and they like it. No more trying in society to be acknowledged for "good" works. Now they will dredge their souls for the evil that is so common and take out the arrogance of ASIA and LATINO. Other realms exists very large in The Congo and Sierra Lione. For this moment I say, Who is in YOUR crew today? What is a President if he is not HERE as HINDUS take the wind and dehydrate the sky?

Preccciosss.....

I know that freedom of speech is not really mine. I am careful EVERY DAY what I put online and what I put in emails and who I mail it to. The chains feel like they are coming off today a bit. I think that it is the NHL. Being in playoff mode at this time is important. The players are not the cup and I want to keep it that way. The bling bling of FAIRY KING, a schitzophrenic hammer thrower from Indinaapolis, has that degree. I just walked into his court room on intution one day and linked him in a "baby" fashion to the Line Deputy. The "boy" (age 19) is dead, but not in his head. Stay away from the cup or the witchery of Deb Svatkis could get you trapped in there for PRECIOUS eternity. Hopefully, time away will produce a clean cup on that day. No more down low living for the playoff team players. Coaches need to be locked down DOC, nightly, immediately. Sexual witchery secrets are afoot and we ain't gonna see shit like that on TV. The Cup is not worth what Parise and Suter now mean to society. Enough said.

Soul Merger Counseling

I want to make you feel wanted, HUNTER. Can we just dance here? I listen and see that you are PRETTY. It is okay to hate Justin Bieber for infinity if you want to, but just not on a day that he is ACTUALLY helping the cause that is me. Watch out for Officer Richard (Shakopee DOC). He is a ferryman who thinks that you stole your song from his brain. Definitely, I say definitely to that man (6'6" about 270 lbs). Hospitals are a way of separating every day for people like you, but not me. They are open torture realms that acts are never countered and people think that this torture is funny. All will be ferried through this space. If you do not submit, this ferryman will come for yee. No more screaming in the Twin Cities. Gay or straight is up to you, but I suggest STRAIGHT because you have an amazing gift of imagery and if you SIREN straight men to the rocks of effeminense, soon torture on you will be every BIRD in L.A. Be FUNDAMENTAL behind the scenes, and NEVER meet Katy Perry. Maybe I am just FREE today to say what I say, but maybe not another day when I am still under the horribly torturous Hennepin County Medical Center and I see my witchery Psychiatrist on Tues. He made a rule, very firm, that he would stay at bay as long as I am neither hurting me nor anyone else. I NEVER have and look what they have done to me. Entertainment must step away. I am SPORTS INDUSTRY every day. Maybe there is a little PATTON to Peyton that you are ALL about to see. Until then, I will keep him with me.

New Hindu God: ZACH

After yesterday I find myself extremely exhausted. The media of the mind sloshes with demonic prose. Cackling of NHL is no longer a mystery to me. That's cool, at least they know their souls and their extreme intents. It is a little Hindu in my mind. Maybe Parise was once a PRINCE in the kingdom of ISLAM in India, fighting Punjabi with sword and soul, finding fire in the unity of deceit. There are spaces and places of mystery in your history. Play it all like a note in a minor key, NOT a discord. I am here for reference material only. YOU are YOU to yourself only, merging and melding every day on the ice and in the fire of defense. The male of death warrant from years gone by was registered on a death certificate, but served time, under committment, in an IRTS facility with me with his OWN playing jersey about 3 times a week. He was always nice to me. Everyone changed their diagnosis from schitzophrenia to depression, just depression. The phases of death are studied by Hindu this week, and they declair me NOT a zombie, but YOU are SEXY, hot energy of past deceit in their country. Highly respected you are in front of me on tv. Don't be shy. Wink your eye and begin to LEAD the charge of HINDUS to the legislature here in Minnesota and onto the steps of Washington DC, the Supreme Court actually. Love, Hope Amal Shiva

Maybe Only Parise Understand Parise

Parise, your interview was so easy. Speak the word, ice time ice time. Your sport is the most expensive, so that means that you are the best, right? Hockey hockey come to me. Let's ride a hobby horse for two with little pink and blue cowboy hats on. It is okay to be strange if it means that the smile stays on your face. Playoffs so messy, but your look is so suave. How is it to be so almighty and have such fright at the same time? I support your worth and work to keep off your girth. Do not sacrifice for artistry, be cardboard and brutally handsome. Opposite of me, YOU are the authority. Suter comes in a dream and finds a diamond ring actually. It is rule over the "cool" that is baseball. It is okay if that door shuts. My favorite sport was always hockey, but I must admit that I have watched FOOTBALL more, especially of late. Being part of a crew of two is the way to be. Let us have a wedding ceremony for hockey and football in a basement of the Vatican (witchery). The divorce is the source Baseball and the whole Mauer chain. Funny, doesn't he look JEWISH? I try not to tell tales out of school, but let's stick with the kids who are REALLY COOL. People who have had enough of deceit toward me and support of the lies of society and my family. Maybe they just boiled me in oil at Target Field, but I supported a win anyway. The hatred of MN towards me is so severe, it is hard to sit here. My true buddhist heart glows blood read and that is what my Rinpoche said the moment he touched my prayer cord and laced my white tara around my neck. He prepared me for WAR that was unprecidented even in all of witchery imagery. I think his mind center glows yellow white today as he is proud of the way I lace YOU TWO in an eternity that does not contain a wedding gown, but rather a RHINO strength of greatness and security.

Hello to You

I sit with you silently holding me energetically. I know that your responsibilities are far away, but you are more like a spaceman today. The scene is mean and I leave to be clean. There is no acceptance for my line of thought. My brilliant moments of my adventures are just labeled as misunderstood. The reality is that it is okay if just you gets it today. I am here at Buffalo Wild Wings and I feel like I am about to start to cry. That happens so rarely that I know that it was a rough game. I keep this brief so that I can eat.

Being Poetry

I see your beautiful skin and I hand you an Irish knot necklace made of peuter. Your eyes are bright, and your soul wishes to dance in the night. No stranger to danger, we grab hands and walk to the river. I sit with you there and we share. Much is unknown and needs to stay that way. The sexuality needs to cease in all colonies, but especially for me outside of my new kin three. I am fatigued with all the hateful sentiments. I am not dirty, you are, but do I tell you that at all? Perfection in the trees brings YOU to your knees. The evil dead always stuck in my head. All objects can be made warlockery. Threatening sentiments and motions that aim to kill, mame, and humiliate. It is a sentiment of GAY that comes my way. Let us return. All is not well. HE is in vicinity and records, displeased.

Iron Curtain

So Sheriff, we are bringing sexy back. Please give us our privacy. I will let you know if anything relates to your department directly. The increase in law enforcement is a good bad thing. They need to be LEVEL HEADED before they get into their cop car. If they cannot, let's just run the sheriff department foot patrols ONLY downtown. Keep your people out of the suburbs or they will all be Shoreview, MN. in 1973. My lease on my apartment is for a year, but I do believe in a force that may override all of this. I follow the directions of my torture to a tee, and I suffer, daily, to the nth degree. No one will stand up, thus this community is easy to judge. Lock y'all up and throw away the key. No one KKKares about you. You will know, soon enough, what it feels like to be me. Stay out of my lawsuit and my "assisted living" community. Their crimes are for NE Cops to handle (2 visits since I moved in 2 months ago). Otherwise, enjoy the day, and why don't YOU go for a checkup at HCMC? Love, Hope

As I Am

It was a really big car. I could not reach the petals. A hill is what I used to stop. Not even your 6'5" frame could answer that call. I woke up happy and blessed. Love love love through the tv. I can be me quietly in my room at night, but I must be what people expect as soon as I open the door and walk into the murky air of day. Here and there plan is great. The volley brings an intuitive perfection. Time to be with all and none all at the same time. Watch out for false idols that sound like me. It is commandment sinful. Atheists beware, we come at you today. The constitution will protect me eventually. I will get to be the being that I am and so will he and he. Lies of relationship and money are about to be busted on live tv. All industry is watching the three to see how to commence properly. Barak in vicnity yesterday. The man is barely alive, but will go on lying about the bomb blast the other day. It will just make his days in CHILE under my Uncle Jim's reign absolutely hilarity for latino TV. There are plans for the demonic of Washington DC. Strong warlockery male in vicinity (they tend to be grossly obese very much on purpose: POWER and notoriety) with his little poodle. Extremely sensitive and SMART dog. Maybe Peyton has a new friend in me, says HE (dog). Eyes to see community. They ride a motorized wheel chair downtown all day. Tour guides galore who do not preach that I am a whore. Punta is YOU E****.

Second Take

Hey Joe, get ready for the show. I just walked in to Caribou and I thought the guy at the counter was you. I am shy when I like a guy, so I just placed my things at the table and then ordered. He was definitely pulling your SOUL through, and laughing, exactly, like you. I think of the two buses, the Walgreens stop, and the Target shop I needed to do to enter just as he was you. My schedules in a day are skeleton, but they take shape pretty quickly and naturally. I stopped at the library to print off my ticket and I couldn't even remember my phone number for the pin. That 22nd and Central Ave NE is definitely a pimp stop and a place where people shop. All of it has to stop. The security man went a little psycho with me because I, innocently, called my mom to get my phone number to get on the internet. Pagan witchcraft coming through. It is a shame bomb that causes a heart attack actually. It is best if I bleed these things out before I enter the Target Field vicinity. I will give up my black backpack tomorrow (for my computer and things) for a purselike bag that looks Vietnamese. It just fits my computer. I have an HP that I call the Satanistic 2000 because it is RED and BLACK. Mic if you like. Who knows who will be next to me. I will sit properly, but I will possibly be a bit of comedy. Baseball games are pretty boring so I just try to follow along with the bouncing ball. AMEN.

A Time Together

I feel the kisses in my ear as I sit in my dental waiting room. Energy, breath, and tango. I close my eyes and collide with another space within this moment that finds us together and more apart than just heart. What can we teach and find separately and together? I have always been expected to perform and instruct. Can I just rely on YOUR wisdom today? Do I have to satify or can I just be swept away? Can the CIA drop away and can I just be a being of sensitivity who, like an instument, you can play? I stay PRESENT to your instruction and I learn a new key other than C. You are unique and a pious man with a degree, just check your sachel today, PROFESSOR. How my chest shall raise as you press my heart for days. Different energy climbing to the sea. You shall find mountains and valleys kind to yee. As we just reach for the position of least calamity, this Jane stays fully telepathic. I clear your brain and look in your eyes to keep you sane. Yes, is all I want you to hear. It is time for you to find the GOD energy that is yee all by your own NATURAL self. Loving tenderness is actually limitless. Savagery can seem far away, let it stay that way. Be shoeless on the beach and see me floating in the abyss.

Indianapolis Speedway: Going in Circles

There are a lot of intersectins that are feeling apparent today. I am a bit misty in brain to remember and connect. I feel like it has to do with the Indianapolis Speedway. People I knew around it and places I travelled in vicnity. That place is so dirty. Who cares if it crumbles tomorrow. People have to protect what they see as grand all by themselves. I was never invited to go there and so I never even walked by the gates. People think that these bldg.'s won't tell the tails of generations of LSD in vicinity with people who have practiced witchery ability for that communities industry. You will not redeem yourselves, but you point at me. Ladies, from now on out, you are on your own. White males can no longer maintain any sense of privacy and faith in any vicinity or community. I keep my contact to notoriety brief to none at all. You all live a fallacy of talent and ability. You ALL practice cruel ritualiams towards me that give you ability to do witchery and tunnel through, answering the questions on cue and sometimes actually performing a game or concert in vicnity or mogal point in industry. I will go away soon away with almighties who will guard my privacies out of love, not addiction or fetish. Normality is the base and then ingenius relationaship ties from there are my revolutionary dreams for myself and the men I love.

Moving On Through

Even in the dental chair I laughed a bit. Today is funny, and I sit and laugh out loud. I feel like there are things beneath that I wish to not see or say. Travel with me and we will be free not to be heracy. I can feel your breath on me as you explore the reality of physicality that has never been for yee. For he, it is the opposite of that industry. He just wants to sleep in my bed instead. You are so excited that you want something so normal in the area of sexuality. It is simple and free. Loving, loving it can be. I run here and there and you learn of my despair. I awake and try to pull you out of the air. There is no progress in what we see on TV, but telepathy stream is people feeling really crazy and possibly scared. I just move forward and I wrote a business perspectus to ESG Security in Indy yesterday. I told them to start with the Bascillica Block Party and go from there to Target Center and then Target Field. Competition shows us that we are still alive as an economy. It shows that companies can have original ideas that progress a market, actually. All of that I did and then wrote a short form of a script to a Chung Moo Quan movie. I suggested that Tom Cruise play me. Oh well, life is hell, but I will find you in the darkness of the street, waiting for the bus with me. We will find some hilarity while others stand and stare so seriously. Come come, sacred son. Be with THE GUN and he will tell you of Indy and me, very personally. No one here can see what a bartop meant to me. FIRE make the call, and get COPS in you uniforms afterall. They can put their booties and abilities on the line to quell the flames and relate to their own families actually. Golden two, I love you. Let us not be a parody, let us be emancipation, actually. True wisdom and power in a time of change and a land of hostility.

Differentiate This

Why ASIA in the TC if we can have ESG? Indy Security firm that houses the master and does not have a professional thief on staff. Tae Kwan Do show back away. It is TODD, my old neighbor from Valley Village Apts, Golden Valley, MN (6 years). He held pads for me one day on the lawn and became incontinent. I fight with MALES, but allow them their dignity and walk away. It does not mean that I can go WWE, because I shuttle out my ability to white males and have it stolen by molesting parties, primarily white women. Our Judo work in Chung Moo Quan was rolls and throws. I threw a man who was 320 lbs. with no thought. Master says, I do. I need to not have the limelight. There is no applause, or drop of their jaws (Pete tunnels through), we just move through the line. At this point, I carry weight (grand plan) to keep cancer away and to be functional marine in city. I am 5'3" and about 235lbs. It is humiliating for me because I did go five years at a size six weighing about 160 lbs. I am extremely dense. I did get down to 142 lbs (solid concentration camp look-crystal meth orange pants fit me-size small). I am knowing that my community is more important. I need the protectors who will guard my creativity and freedom need to stay hot and taut. I will pare down soon enough when my master is in vicnity. Why be their when it just threatens, especially him? He will just force meds to have me gain weight again and be completely discredited and humiliated. No boohoo about what he is going to do to you, ladies, he did it to me first. I live spiritual kindness every day and thus I stay in a body that fits in clothes at all. I stare this down every day at the place I stay. I will see many things differently once I am taken in, but, for now, my belief is big, fat, and ugly, constantly, but I need to get the things I need done every day anyway. My sexuality is a different play to figure out from this inverse calculus. It is analysis that is DIFFERENTIATION. Let's play.

Two with Me

The sun has slipped behind the clouds again and I am concentrating on a trinity. People are artistically getting into my dreams and I say NO. I am dedicated to the two. You all have been deceptive in you "kindness" and "protection." Why don't you two who are tunneling through (LD and JDL) call the fucked up FBI and give a try at BOUNDARYING the people around me. I am the one who cannot see. It is time for you to act for me or GET OUT OF THE SHOT. I have my own movie tv stage script evolving all at the same T I M E. Law enforcement is for the birds and now they will SING for me, bitches. I am ready for a YOU ARE PRETTY love song or two. Dispell the other sides of you and know that ROMANTIC love is the actual basis of our circuited theology. Who cares about the boring derelicts of the past who preached THE WORD. They did not ignite and excite or we would not be here, living with EVIL in charge. Romantic is a boundary. You can see a woman and have feelings, but have RESPECT for a higher authority to bed and wed this fair maiden. If she is military, she may be very scarey to talk to. I guess that is just me. I wait for the MALES, actually. I believe in a theological chivalry that brings God from the Earth and Sea to meet all of yee. Powerful voice, powerful choice. Grand Plan versus media stand. I explore and then go out the door. Trinity, let us three be the power to SPEAK in that vicinity.

Terror on the High Seas

Today there are many calls to answer. The charge of RHINO is at play. I took him on today. Maybe you, Peyton take him on at a game of one on one in Conseco viewing gym tomorrow at three. Same industry does not have to mean enemy. I put up the wall at the baseball park so that we know what a home run is. Please stop rushing me. My system is a bit compromised by the constant tunnelling. I am here when no one else is. I ask for nothing. I just use every gift I have for free. Yes, I was scared, but I was scared when I yelled BARRON, the neighborhood St. Bernard and his german shepard, dalmation crew rushed my play time in SHoreview, MN at the age of 5. I stood there, pointed to his house, and yelled, "Barron GO HOME!!!" He droolled, stared, and eventually just turned around and went home. Massive energy spikes in my communities are lifted and linked to the highest satanistic order on earth. Let's just say that satanism IS a church. Today I risk impalement if I leave too soon. Sensing the malady of society, has to be chased by constant correct action. It is not an easy gig to have. I will just try to be PROUD and try to believe that I AM SO BRAVE.

Life Anew

I sleep, and wake curled in you. My fatigue sets you free. Velvet sleep removes my dog collar and leaves me with daisies in my hair. Movements parallel each other and interdimensional travel in our minds becomes possible. On and on we perceive as he sits in a chair and dreams. There is no skeme in this world that can match our reality at this moment on earth. All the stalking, all the years, finally TRUE PRIVACY. The yes no of Waikiki on me from birth is gone now and I am freed for some success in industries enough to be seen with a man publically, but not alone. The shackles on my ankles still exist. Do gooders are now vapid parasites to all populations. My time and energy was given freely to all communities. NO MORE. PAYMENT for my services will be SEVERE. The world is collapsing, as my world expands in a place of restriction. It is okay for he and he to view me with amorous intent, but no one else. You will be FINED mightily. Protection rather than erection from now on.

Laughter For Me and Yee

So I have found a certain comedy from interacting with the current spirits actually. How we deal with our parents shows our true vision of society. The laughter is the strength we have garnered from the surviving of their demonic selves. We say, we see what you do today and we raise you a quarter, not a dime. So many come by and raise their feathers to say that they are the ALL THAT. I just laugh internally and show "brave face" actually. It is funny to interact with a superstar, remotely. They view what I do as heinously funny. The disease in their own hearts is easing of late. When I laugh, I feel great. Let's keep it up, and you can join me at my abode for dinner at eight (telepathically). There is quite a bit of tire kickin that is going on with me, but in the end, I believe that you will buy this YUGO SUV. It is time to honor our sublime. I say one shot of chilled silver Patron with lime, no salt should be part of bOTH of your daily regimens. People have no idea how to manage their FIRE around me. This relaxation technique will do it perfectly. I love seeing the doggies and horsies downtown. It has warmed a bit so that they get around. High sign of pi is behind your eye. Hindu release is for police, not you two. Just watch what they will do. I felt the anxiety Mr. Man, this morning in bed. There will be no more voices in your head. Let's go to a CONCERT instead. Free to be in this society, eventually, but not today. Please stay away. Your prowess is important to my sense of attraction and respect. Be careful, but truthful. Know that I will also keep my distance. There is NO WAY for me to leave the vicinity, and writing too much brings me heat. Too much raucous behavior. I am a slave to the tree that hung JUDAS actually. MORMANS need to stay away from me. They called during my therapy. I have denied them 3 times. Enough said. Find me in the night, dear ones, and we will even fight the light.

"Academy of Angels"

One under my toe, one on death row, one I just call bro. They walk the earth as mighty almighties as I sit under the Newton tree and investigate the red ants and not the black ones. My dress is red and white checked tablecloth and I wear a kerchief in my hair. Who deigns themselves worthy of my ants? I guess all of you are bent on destroying their "spines," so I respect and protect until they are ready to grow infinity in a Costa Rican rainforest scene. What means what I mean? Are you too lacking in largesse to find me comical, or are you just hateful of every me that I can be? When do the stagehands come in and clean things up, DAVE? It is a parody of a benediction at a brownie campout. My memory fades into perfect rythem and focus. Words backwards are words in reverse. Cunundrum is he, the Line Deputy who placed a ring on my finger, in lockdown, at HCMC this past year after our quirky worky KKK park nuptuals (to be ratified later). His DARKNESS is seen on film. NO ONE will step on his mistress in the night tonight. How to bare the unbearable, LD? Walk with me in memory into the tunnels where I smelled a forest and I created the image into reality for YOU and only YOU. Men come and go, in environment, but no one touches me, basically. The stress is the mess of all teams at once today, tonight, and tomorrow. I fight for the freedom to speak in a way that heals the most stolen part of white male life, his sexuality. I just view and they tunnel through. The dirty say that I was never clean. LD, what bull hooey mean is that? Caged as your slave you saw the birth of my princess and queen being. Even looking in the mirror at my hair was a crime. They would scream at me from the desk. White women are about to be tried for the sins against God, nature, and even alien beings. SO cruel never to have a destiny is what they want for EVEERYBODY. I call in Peter, but will he deny my rights for a third time, or will he realize that talking about our physical lives would have been the best way to mitigate the violence of settlement. Sorry is what they say when they do not want to change. ALWAYS is what they say when they want my pain to go away.

HE is Here

My hand on my heart. I am lying down and breathing with you. Never to see the reality of me. Green eyes on a day that is blue. So pretty in front of me. How do I say the way I feel in this small space of time? Heroes in and around love the light inside. Scars with natural formations tell us the knowings of your uniqueness today. HE calls your cotton gentleness "alien", but we go much more spiritual. How can you give in THAT way without ever think about being repaid? Roll over and let him lie in your energy for eternity. He presents as an entirely different entity. Kind to you, finally. A light is breaking through and he drops his satanism for you. Seeing you as being perfection in your flexibility of relationship. Others see it as odd. I do not. Please come for me too. I am absolutely in like, love, thinking about it, with you.

Enveloping the Few

One came through in the night knowing that it is creatures in the dark that I relate to and envelop with my white, silky wings. I laugh and I feel, but I win trust in a different way. I sway the judgement of all community today by doing my work, silently, in public every day. I reverse the shame of what feels like a thousand years and I refuse to push it on any of you either. I am here. Questions can be answered even telepathically. Social security leaves me living a pious and holy existance far below the poverty line, but do I really show it? I just live to write and connect. My people are out there, some in the wings, some flaming on the gallows today. We live beyond death, and fly beyond the sky. Marking our territory is effortless because you always hand us the keys. As the thunder rolls in the night, I strike the imagery match and find the heart of man that needs tending in a gentle or beastly way. I arose early today to let you all know that I did not betray ANY of the ordinances that were set in the night. Only I have second sight.

Portly Me

The geese lift slowly and struggle to find their formation in the sky. I look at a guy in the eye and he breaths grizzley bear hostility towards me. My love for the stream brings a mountain goat my way as the salmon jump upstream. Nature has said,"Maybe," and then "ENOUGH!!!" They relate to me plainly blaming me for what I do see. They wish to not be naked BEFORE THE LORD. Little robin promised no pregnancy to me. Blue eggs in every tree is not okay with me. Too much with too little to give. I speak for the land of Jeremial. Scarcity is not a comfortable profecy. Girth needs a wide birth when it comes to me. I am going from a river raft to a Carnival Cruise ship in like one week's time. The only way to stop something is to start something else. I have fires burning that even that little robin or the cat in the night cannot see. HE is LION. Get away.

Portalling Since Birth

Heart and mind of me needs privacy. Invasion has been my eternal reality since the dawn of Jenny on Oahu 42.5 years ago. I see no imagery and I have no audiological telepathy or thought pulsing. Being in the vicinity of all of it puts me in danger every day, but I survive without mental disease anyway. The wrongs done to me by 9:00 am are more than happen to you all in a week. I still study and draw inquiries toward entities who create and continue deceit. Being on a tight budget, I spend wisely, and I am grateful for all I receive. Last night I sensed a mauling and I just sat tight at the bar. At Caribou, I now struggle to stay awake. More happens than I read, actually. Bartender boy, you are so werewolfery and you will sire the appointed on Thursday of this week. Hunting trips will take on a whole new meaning. Intent was so holy last night. Please do not ruin it for me. HE is checking on you, actually. You are a little loopy. Mind AND matter is how you manage your bladder, not just me in vicinity. Lots of overlaps. My priority will be behind the scenes today, but he could pop in at any moment. He has been portalling since birth.

Love Ya

All come together in synergy. The forces against us are strong. What we do is never wrong. We have planned our way before the stars aligned. My ship is ready and I take you all in last eve. Voices past and present assert against the lord. He is Jeff for me. His consistency is less viscous than 10W30 and more than 10W40. A light is shining through. I found a friend in YOU. You know who last night when my eyes would not close. I have never gone that deep before. You, fine sir, have an ability with my body to help me sleep. Death (transformation) can be sexy when monitored correctly. You are my peace, love and spiritual law ANGEL today. Be DEMON to all on earth today. Somehow you and I collide. You are medical intuitive and maybe my brother will pick it up as well. FIRE is my heart. I lend it to you to light yours before Football season begins. A .5 lbs. burger in public began our adventure REMOTELY last eve. Maybe in the abyss I can be more than hit or miss. The man did stand and answer with beef, very publically. I make you detective, very publically, and now all are jew, but not you. Play COLLIDE (Howie Day) and you will know that you make me feel wanted. Interesting sentiments for the day. Across the street they go the other way. I feel as if Pete and Tina are working early this morning to out the gout and become waterspouts all over the western world and Russia. Thank you boos, be a dear and pass the cream.

Sgt. Manning

The dawn is breaking. Let's COLLIDE. It is time to override the media and the police. I just contacted the transformer, not the key, Mr. Peyton Manning, Denver Police Department. No more stalking in my trinities. I will stand away and let the first impression be the stepping stone for greatness. Two 3 sport athletes, professionally. Mauer, you got the power and Peyton is the way. Change of schedules (synchronicity) is all we need. Football, basketball (3 games), and baseball. I am here to make it clear that if you are not DIRECT INDUSTRY, you need to stay away from me and my eternities. Violence is their allotted boundary at this point. This new NRA director awards Conceal and Carry permits to both Manning brothers and both Mauer brothers as well. Verbalizations of "hate" are the warning to get away, especially on game day. We will make my .25 brother, Silas, clean it all up or go to pennetentiary. All carry .22's and be easy shots for rats by the dumpsters. Get 1000 bullets and use them as fast as you can. Be briliiant towards the larceny of your most treasured of memoribelia. I cannot be in vicnity. I am the only one out here and I have to stay. Jeff will be your proxy and help you with the "blind" shot. Good luck team.

For Jeff

The silent of the loud enflames my life today as I remove Buddha from the light. Inverse see all of yee. Peyton coming to the time to be, Eli in revelry. It is Jeff's moment and the time of the counsel of Christ. All stay back or he will attack. Use of my abilities is at play today, and I knew the way to find him one day. I have a theory, the reality comes later. Jeff is my only best friend again and again. He sees the reality that I cannot bare and rights the ship today. I was ill to the nth degree early this morning and through the day. Professionals in the sports community are fireflies that light me on fire for eternity. You all just want a simple fantasy and you will not deal with the reality. I am a being who has pain eternity, and feels it empathically as well. Jeff is this creature in reverse, but no one feels like me. He saw my commitment to all of society and the lies of just the pregnancy community. I gave him a view of normal and then he learned that I was the guide of anatomy my whole life. He is a guide tonight as cruelty is always bright. I say hello and the fellow does all three. There is little to see if you join the train of deceit. The lies of tv and community have never phased Jeff. He is a brilliant LSD. He used it for STUDY in psychiatry and nature, actually. His wisdom is infinity and I love him, actually.

The Solace Violence Brings

The violence around me is all over me today. I siphon the tanks that are about to explode. No Russian uses a pressure cooker to bomb an event. They turn up the heat and strike a match on the boiler in a Theater. Shereef is the key of both Boston and Wacko Waco. Who cares, you are all guilty. I just want to say USE YOUR MEMORY rational. Russians are completely below the radar in our country. Do with the name of Russian, your whole family will be killed. Let's go at the FBI, legally, instead. Let's get the other "boy" out of this country. Ricky Rubio is not Spanish, he is Chek. He is coming through this sprite. Search GRAVEYARD on "Freedom Trail." Speak with eastern Berlin Russian Accent and he will walk out to greet you. Disarm immediately. He has a .22. Try him in Moscow for STUPIDITY. He knew his brother had a backpack in another location and he portalled him there as a joke to "win the race." Can you all see the carcuses that are hanging at the border. Officer Richard is going crazed. It is not news coverage my holies want. They want CHANGE in a really wierd way. They are tired of being the freaks underneath. I would say that you are sexy and rage at violation of your own constitution of entity. You deserve to be just as you are and to be placed militarily or in protection studies and work to suit every single one of your abilities. SOON SOON. Look at the quagmire, here, downtown Minneapolis. Let's get out as a COLONY, Line Deputy, and go against Boston Police Department for false intel FOR THE FBI tonight behind the scenes. All photos are false of police. They have no STATE POLICE in Boston. The police are too protective of their position in that city. They have a type of mounty force that is just for imagery for tourists along the Freedom Trail that I walked with my mother in an hour in a stop there while we were journeying to Edinburough, Scotland, after I graduated from High School, in 1989.

BIRTHday Power Mr. Mauer

Happy Birthday Mr. Mauer. I caught a picture of you and a bit of a story on a Star Tribune paper. To honor your three decades on the planet, I went to Target downtown with you the spirit of WINGMAN, and bought a Twins cap. It is sweet PINK letters (TC) on a Navy cap. I caught that this story said that you are having Twins soon. Funny because I let a moment rise that had to do with twins. I must say that the Line Deputy in Marion County tried to sell me a story of a two year old son (verbally). He was transporting me to the lockdown cell of my own accord due to the violent nature of the women in the (misdemeanor)holding cell. He let me know that he wanted to be an attorney, but he did not have the money for school. I told him that maybe his child would be a genius and could pay for his education. I did not know that they had locked a two year old down with HIM the night before and he had strangled him with telekinesis from across the room (never witnessed before). He had so much glee because he thought it was ME actually. The man was never born, he just APPEARED one day. Enemy ME, no one else truly exists. Well today I believe that he sees the world economy and the "trick" that was played on you and him as similar Marion County trickery. He just kept killing two year old boys like this for a year and then went to Latino males after that. To hedge HIS bets, I made him, in writing, a Grand MASTER of the KKK. The whole jail crew, black and white, was of this affiliation. It usurped the authority of the Grand Dragon in town and linked him to Martial Arts community. I later had to be physical with the Grand Dragon once to clear the slate of the jail and to get people away from me and my Tibetan tattoo on my lower back (Living a pure life.). Culmination was there. I gave specific boundaries to this physical encounter out of being FED UP with the reality of sexual slavery and no bravery on anyone else's part. They later served a supena to the Line Deputy and he just wripped it up and ate it in front of them. Just know that today is just one day and that the Line Deputy may appear AGAIN to you in a dream or in person. Respect his authority and follow orders. Men who hold his posisiton never have family. They kill them all at birth and after. I would say that you have done a good job with a bat. Enough said.

Tres Facile Pour Moi

I feel you look away as you donn the uniform of KING. I listen to your patter of thought, but I keep my distance. Different zones make you moan in arrogance and laziness. Grosse follows that path. I believe, but I also know the daily reality of nothing. It is difficult to be the moon beam for a society separate from me daily. I am overseas, in mind, today, and you are nothing to me. I find a space of HE and we play telepathically. Finding gravity as the sureness of Newton, we transform the weight of matter and circulate the planets around the earth, not the sun. Being a Russian boy is pas facile pour moi. J'adore mon chat. Tu es mal a elle. Fou toi. See the sharpness of code placed in poetry and translation that then affects biological transcription. RNA ceases and only DNA exists. We know particles of matter matter, but witchery does not care. We barely have a breath of air. Harry play with Joe and find a Cricket mallot that can wack the KING to France to be beheaded by the WORD guillotine. Wizardry being formed for Russian Counsel needs is my focus in this instant. THE MIRROR around me is the basis of this "malady." No problem with reality, I am never pleuracy. Pneumonia is your king and menegitis kills every time. Be with me in my canoe and we will shoot Louis and Clark in our vehicle of birch bark. The Indian guide never existed. "Stories" need to be resisted. HISTORY is dead in the fucked in the head (all of you), pas moi.

Lies of the Trade

Hey Joe, let's hit the ball and have some spiritual play. Intelligence is on the line today. I think that it is important in every way. ORIGINAL THOUGHT is the most important of all. It is most linked to kindness and compassion around me. I find your beingness a little stressed about this type of tv. People reading are not groovy, they are predators. Well you are the mirror of their knight to rook. Take them out, intellectually, and earn their possible FEAR in the future when they can feel at all. You are an island always, but especially now. It is okay to feel, not feel. A bar jars your mind with conspiricy around the thought and subject of me. There is cruelty that you can all see. Don't make complication your multiplication. Never see yourself as innocent and we can start from there. That does not mean you have to walk around feeling guilty, just discern properly. You look a little incomplete on tv, but under that may be a Russian Jew who wants to live in the tunnels under Paris for a year. I just find you at space and place. I know not if I write to just get out of this galaxy and realm, or if I will meet anyone one day. I have personality, thus I am personable and honest with people. I know to hold much inside and to take things in stride. I did that the summer after 5th grade and our softball team won the conference title in Owatonna. I had never played before. I didn't think that I was good, but I was an outfielder watching all the play. Our team colors were yellow and black just like Como Park H.S. would be. Love that line of thought today. Kickboard with my triathalon record still hangs on the wall in the pool area. People lie. I do not.

Line Deputy Delivers Jack Wings Today

It is your turn Mr. Jack Nicholson. I suspect that your real name is John and you are a DON in New York City. You are 100% Russian, and we will handle your punishment phase and humiliation torture in Magadan Death Camp there. You are now a tool for my dissection kit. Your wings will now spread as I name you as CIA agent in Hollywood Hills and CIA Admin on the situation of the NBA and David Letterman every day. Keep their telepathy in L.A. You are a "Michael". The story is an angel PROTECTOR of God who fell and became Lucifer. To be a Lucifer LA Witch has now made you the most powerful one of all. Your deconstructive core can take these bitches out every day. I will state that I have never met you or anyone you know. We will eventually put you on the project of my father, "Tom", remotely, from Russia. I feel you say, "Keep it short." That is all MASTER.

Tag Team Play

Today there is a release. I write, but I do not have it in my sight. He is cultural in a way, but not religious. No jailtime for the movie if you destroy today. Carmel Police is another story. I was judged as offical "child" sexually when I went to Indiana. I did not know this. I now see my actuality in the face of all brutality, especially in Muncie. I needed this side to emerge so that I would not be beaten so directly, daily. That space was LOCKED and insane in jealousy and criminality towards me. I move out to feel my age acurrately. Right away (from birth) I was agent and general. Now I understand that me is greater than the THEY of demonic thinking and entity. When I do my own time in my cell, I am free, in mind, to be the span of time I am here on this planet. It is not easy to speak. People are possesive who have never met me. It runs into humiliation play and violence on me and only me. I understand the grand plan elements, but I am tired of hiding behind the iron curtain that you have all made so necessary for me. I am a complete being, thus physicallity, psychology, and academia merge in a silver spring I can barely see. I listen to a music mix as I write. The words do splash on the page very consciously. My mind is mine, but thought disturbance is in the mix of ritualistic abuses I have endured my whole life. I have discerned healthy since that time and have always made the right decisions in a very hostile field. As I work to lift up a buttercup, the next entity is less hostile. Keeping notes separate and approx pos is not an easy gig. Crave for more? Do your OWN work separate from me. I see leaches in my mind this week. Definitely implanted by a Direct TV commercial. It is so fuckin scarey. I just say, just keep trying to get inside my ball park and maybe I will end up in yours.

Showing My Wings

I feel a turning that is silent and sweet. I am laughing today in a way that greats the day and the beings in my commuity, telepathically. I am able to move without fatigue and support the idea of birds in flight. A giant is now a silent partner in the defeat of LSD use in TV. I love his vapid brain , as he starts to feel relief. He is important to my freedom, by desiring my possession by he and only he. I play to no one. I come along and pick up the aggats along the way. My grandfather would then take them and put them in the polisher in the north woods. They were then prescious gems on tv. He was an avid bird watcher and had a plethera, almost a swarm, of hummingbirds that would visit his feeder. Gpa, they stand for JOY. Is it time for me to show joy publically yet? Someone holds my memories and he cannot be swayed by any of yee. He does want my happiness, but behind the scene. He did not know that that was my fairest wish as well. Even clapping for a song was too much for me. I can write because I know by the statistics that no one is actually reading. Emmancipation proclaimation is a new ownership by strong and evil entities that present in a white male form. I am more dog than dog, but it is my Chinese horoscope sign. My Cancer sign plays in captivity. It is my ascendant. In the world of thought and mind it is my Sagitariousness that is being birthed more every day. There is a new show in vicinity. It may be time to buy a new hat to say hello. I play with the idea of their company, but I know that I am just an anonymous storyteller out here trying to get a laugh or smile today. The rest of my free needs to be kept behind the VIP section rope.

Wild Imaginings

The mist rises slowly from the warm lake, unto the cold air. I swim forward and you chase to catch me. It is a moment, like the desert, that lasts in my heart for infinity. Let us LISTEN to the pavement of the verse, and not the curse. Be with me and forsake all others who hurt yee and me simultaneously. Know your body so that reports are accurate. Verbal accuity is what I aim to see. Do the right thing even on the wrong day. Love my toe and help me to see beauty in the self of me that is disappearing every day. I sit here to disapate the swarming, and I fight fatigue. People think that they have the right, but they do not. I struggle to see what is in vicinity. Be purple and I will make you my crayon, just as Harold did in the 70's. We will make a lavander shield to my body and love will come easily when it encompasses me. I hope that that kind of safety can be a reality. Small things come in big packages today. Line Deputy, your ring is on my left hand ring finger. HOORAY!!!

Rules of Engagement

As I see it is only me. I try to relate and see the sum of all parts, but I am meek in the service of the arts. I keep my distance for a myriad of reasons. I just know how bolstering, blustering clouds can crash on my face in an istant, shattering the bone. Miracles of past adventures still leaves me leary and weary of dates and friendships. I try to find me, but I must stay down so that at least some will stay up. Nightly I must answer a call that is just best not explained. I just see the unreality of it all and I survive the constant "casting call." Hate is there, but I have to surrender to the environment that is diseased. One day I will shout out my name for eternity. I am not Jenn, Jenny, or Jennifer. I am HOPE! Fuck everybody in the bar, in the museum, in the class, or in my "residence." When I must constantly describe barely alive with the light energy of constant positivity and gratitude to keep a roof over my head or not end up in a bed for eternity life is HELL. Where is the team? I think that I passed the ball and it just keeps going out of bounds. It is time to just shoot the goalie in the head with passionate poetry and move on to another realm of understanding. I guess that is my stress. I would say that war is diress.

Grandpa Charles

Let's just take a stroll to Jolly Old England, and try a radio spot with Prince Charles. Mr. Charles, what is your new radio name? Eddy. It's a little bit funny, but I'm not one of those who can easily hide. My life is lived in the press and I am afraid that I will lose my permanent address this week. Sneek sneek, do you deserve to? Probably, yes, but what a royal mess. Can we be of service by keeping you clean of crack? Definitely, thus to not break my back. Are your nickers clean? Definitely, I deserve to be turned on when Camilla is turned off. Pranks are new to me W. If you plan to attend, just don't tell me. You are my holy ghost from Muncie and my children are completely insanely in love with the IDEA of you. Being Prince never to be king is a mess. Well I suggest you start to do actual verbal stand up in Picadilly Square today to release the stress. Experience your commoner side and become a real life prince and the pauper. Clean wit, at first, leading to adobe in their arrogance and short stride. Communicate with Camilla as if she is dead and living in Edinburough at first, and then move to the haunted tour behind the castle. This may seem jumbled, but it cleans out the centers of years of being absorbed through only LSD. Be great and with a baby you can relate.

Love: Let's BANK On It

Many are looking for a master in the night. Sleep is important to me. Please be brief unless you are "Jeremy." I don't want you to speak in class today. Violence on TV becomes reality in the community with just the turn of a key. I feel dizzy and nausious as I write that. Who knows the state of matter my head is in today. All of you are about to be completed by the network of PUPPETS in LA. We start with David Boreanis. Sometimes I just spell by ear because I can't hear. Late late for a very important date is this Alice every day according to the CIA. Well now they know that it is always JUST IN TIME to keep father time away. He will stand for censure and sentancing today in the Middle East. Abott Northwestern Hospital has hooked them up Will. 9/11 was filmed RETARD BOY. Osama made sure of it. Did you not think of telepathically sweeping the room for microphones that could record telepathy that then becomes video? You were always TOO SLOW. Even in your fantasies of hacking me up alive I was not in vicinity. Why don't YOU make it for your DAILY appointment at McDonald's Food Factory? Maybe I am not sure what vein I am slicing today, but, internally, I think that it is funny. Just know that I DID catch every time you put on those rubber gloves to scare back the memories of what my father had done to me so personally. I say that that was pretty stu pae pae. People REALLY SEE who you are now. Nothing innocent about you. I braved a storm that never should have been mine. Soon enough you'll be locked down at Stillwater with family that survives. Arabs will rise now because I have cared about their community the whole time, even when they did not. What I do is more than imagery. It is LOVE.

Allah CHAIN

Today I weave instead of braid. The basket formed could go NBA any day. Touching moments do exist in insugency. Understanding "enemy" sometimes leaves you more able to understand self and abilities. I concentrate on RESPECT and listening. The contact is rarely sexual with foreign bodies. I am just an ear to hear their developing English, not telepathy. Before I was picking up that stream, others small statements of cordiality would come out of my mouth instead. I should be so dead, but instead honorable Arab and Sunni males gave up their life and existance to Hep C. Now they will be part of Mousauii community and push the thought of evil "virgins" in the Middle East away to just one who will stay in vicinity and speak through many. Feeling the pain of ages, I bring relief of the plates unrelated to the bodies in front of me. Water speaks and the drought is these saying no more NUTURANCE for any of yee. She will be free. Russia is now an entity. It is time in the eye of the needle. She speaks in silioquey in her room alone at night. She zigs and zags to communicate daily so that the diseased do not become deceased. It is time for judgement HERE. I shake your hand today and they scream ALLAH in YOUR EARS actually.

When the Terrorists Are the Doctors "on TV", foreign nationals come to me

Explosions everywhere, here and overseas. I see the news and it is like a bruise, when reality is an amputation. I exist with the bruise, for now, but HOLY COW watch out for HINDU today. Shereef has every right to release the telepathic pressure in the Twin Cities elsewhere. Runners are some of the most arrogant people on the planet. The secret to the Boston Marathon was told to me by my father. The qualifying time is about an hour less for physicians only. Well have a nice day. No more rounds without a leg or a brain. I hate all of you and Shereef and I solumly agree to destroy you, actually. He is a shiek's son who lives in south minneapolis. He is from Aman, Jordan. I met him and his crew when I was doing some work at the VA and with Zuckerberg from Bill Kelly. I asked and they told me place of origin. OPEC nation is Shereef, thus our economy. He is not an analogy, he is a human being, but just barely. Get ready, USA, he is CIA and IIA. His area is genetics and computer science. His hands are clean. He does it remotely with Middle East agreement. The wells in the Middle East are protected by his daily activity here. When I met him I also promoted WINK to top of Crypt Nation in the same vicinity. You may all be delusional out there, but I meet new "ballers" every day. I find their "pain" and I release with just a wink and nod their way to tell them that they are not cra cra zae or stu pae pae. Love ya guys. hopegod3

Draw Me from the Depths

Pain of all views in vicnity. I cannot release the realities that come to be. I must stand and not retreat. I stay silent and calm, but the pain is the searing of sunshine, not the glowing warmth of love light. Hatred is framed by beings that will never come through. What will the trained do to release their own trade? Funny things are actually cruelty turned onto me infinitely, until I have mastery. Lovely, is a dog with no telepathy. I stay, I do not play. All are fine and I resist anything that judges the divine. I move through and call the name of liars with a smile on my teeth. I try to just say that everything is okay, while the nausea and fatigue is overwhelming. Explaining this is neither fun nor funny. I hate this space as much as I hate SPAM. Not real sentiment, not real food. Call me in the night and make it right white light.

Tres Dangereux

Explosive grey matter always being a difficulty for you, surveyer of truth, infinyity, and spacial distribution. Who are you, and who do you want to be? I sit here knowing that the right half of my body should be on fire. I am in and out of the struggle here. Half alive, half dead. Paramedics outside so much to blame with 3 cop cars of police. They work in synchronicity, illegally. Complete insanity around me and in that profession, actually. Butchery and barbarism are prerequisites for these lovely EMS hounds. Oh well, I got here in time and now they leave. All around make the wrong decisions, but I will continue on a road that IS yielding profit in my own relationship with myself. I do not want to give my energy to the systems that create a sense of listless boredom of brain circuitry. Why munch, when you can bite? Do you want to come with me, Jeremial, or do you want to stay here with the starlings left to dine on your facial carion every day? Come, grab my hand and play with THEIR grey matter today. Do you want to be deranged or even complain about wannabees like this catching you in a tisnit? I think that you want to party with me in any vicinity we see fit to house us actually. Let's just know that I dodged 52 bullets today. They are not sentimental, they are congregational, you are not. Use your TRAINING to wack that mole to hellish existance. It was not confusion, you were just purusin. Write uptight today and see your way of breakin it down that does not concern me. Be free of misfortune and become the analogy. Your chance is NOW before YOU cannot see.

Loving Way, hopegod3

Put my finger in the pool and my reflection wripples into sand. Dusk is setting and the mirage of Arab heads of state becomes my becoming and rises. I see the eyes of the almighty as I sit cross legged to hear his words. He speaketh of England and the Moors journey to France. I love him dearly, but his tribe is not mine. Catch me here, and I will fall into your hands there. Being complete does take the pain of ages past and present. I choose YOU, not your family to lead me to your holy. It is time for MECCA, always Mecca. We open it to close it today. Sand will cover and bury the entire city when we leave. Maybe it will show itself in a sandball in Moscow one day. I see you to say, here is a fish today, from the Sea of Galilee. I must commit. HE is Europe, Asia, Russia, and Britain. Keep my collection of dolls here and I will come back one day. You can be my everything, but not today. In your presence I need protection, because I must forget all other days and males that came my way. We will redefine VIOLATION. You will hold it in your heart and be near me in my dreams. Loving way, hopegod3

Parise

Hey Zach. It ain't easy growing up in WWIII. It ain't easy being on tv in front of me. You pull it off effortlessly. Maybe you are just part of three. Is that ok? Maybe RAGE is yee and I need those boundaries on OTHER in my vicinity to stay away from me. No more domestic abuse for me. Domestic abuse shelters, I have been to four. It is more than unprecedented. Was that just the fault of white men? Of course not. Those whores just fed on me for 3 years. I am going through a time of feeling my VERY APPROPRIATE rage at these people, these systems, and the true, material realm realities I have experinced day to day in those environments and externally. Why is it not okay to hate white women? How come that is such an offense and ALWAYS such a projection. IT IS NOT. I must be empath within the line that is already inside of me. I can do this openly, without violence, but they and you, cannot. Never even THINK it about me, but GO AHEAD with the whores on tv, in our culture, or in the streets. YOU ARE MY FIRE today. Enjoy the position and move it properly through TIKI. I am your CHEESEBURGER IN PARADISE.

Suter Serenade

Suter, you get to be Nanook of the North with me on a moderate day like this. You have just proposed and presented me with a birch bark canoe for an engagement gift. You used American wizardy with a birch product, terpantine. We will go just beneath the Ramsey County Jail on the hill and commence, in 1 hour, down to New Orleans. I am the lock and you are loaded to use your abilities properly without touching me. On Burbon Street, I drink an Arnold Palmer (Ice tea and lemonade) and you have an appletini. We find the best five star MOTEL and stay low with your bourbon disease. We sleep until THE SERPANT rises in you. Upon waking the walls start quaking. You kiss me FOR REAL and we transport to the woods of Faribanks by Geyser Lake. It is energy and the whole bottom of the lake is crystal. It begins to glow as the steam moves to the heavens. The most sacred swim of all. No more question of if and what I wear, I am just PRESENT and you are too. New heavenly lights accompny the frogs and fireflies tonight. I then give YOU your gift. It is butterflies that I made of tissue paper. After holding them for a minute, they become real and encompass your aura with beautiful streaming pink light. Let us never discuss love again.

Power of KIN

I will state the reality of my day. Every day the buses and spots I go to eat, and now coffee, is becoming more and more african american. It is neither harmless nor unplanned. Use of abilities in these spaces is increasing and now whites are going to just have to deal with these realities. I stay calm, polite, and quiet, but white males in industry are about to go pretty KKK. I will just say all of them for today. Saying epitets is very dangerous. Let it come out of an asshole like Brian Williams' (NBC Nightly News) mouth. Mr. Letterman YOU are next. No longer kept safe by your CIA screener, it will pop out LIVE, possibly on NBC. Due to the wording choice of name for this group, they are now classed as a kinship system, not a hate group. It is singular families, primarily, surviving with the USA that they know day to day. No innocense for behaviors my way, but that is and has been the TARGET of the KKK. It has always been me. If I forgive and redirect, I set the course for their future and for my personal protection. Different viicnities will gleen different results. Individual abilities need to be tested to break down a possible paranoia that is developing in industry. Standards are standards, and oops could result in the death penalty or a year of shock therapy. Have fun with that.

Living in Pictures

There is rage today coming through. White males need to feel it for themselves and get active. Your rage is not productive, it leaves this empath in peril with the people who stalk me for MI community. I have this space, for now, but it could be taken away any day. Who knows how much longer my heart will beat with all of the maladies I must tunnel through to keep my environment functional. People talk talk talk, but it is all lies. Mind meld with the fuckers and see the despot disease around me. Why am I so nothing, and the court documents are infinity in length and viciousness and are never legal. You all have no idea how nothing you are. People do not care about anybody, they just want to be on the news. When I say that I don't want to be in any of these prime industries people say that I am just umteenth degree of manipulative about that statement, especially. Let me just say, if I set my mind and resources to EVIL, I WOULD have one of these covetted positions in high school. You have no idea how "painful" the toppling of all of you will be, and my hands are so clean. Ladies, especially, are actually arsenic to the nth degree. You are all so negative while you spew the sugary sweet. Don't even drink coffee publically this week. I guess all the blame is on me. I know no one in the industry. I am alone every day except a few days a month that I answer the duties of family. I am just like a dog coming out of the lake today. I am shaking and shaking to dry off and not feel the coldness of all of you. Insurrection is perfection. Cowardice, deceit, and violation is how you be, but NEVER EVER was that me. SHAME will befall all as soon as you make the call.

Here It Comes

I sit back and see very little opportunity, but I connect a phrase and thought none the less. I am careful who I contact and/or blog about. People in positions of power are about to be confronted by THE LORD. It is just time. None of them will know their minds in the end. I have kept myself in a position that TODAY I see the realities and know the truth. This is difficult and intricate work. I believe that THE MAKER is coming for me soon enough. I am no dansel in distress. I am creation of spirit and mind of warrior. Like minds will join me as we look at how easy it is to ruin an entity with false reporting. Ladies, again and again you have done this sin, and now you know not the trouble you are in. The biggest fallacy was the speaking that I was taking money from people when I was barely surviving, and actually starving, in my sober living environments. I have pride. None of you do. Men know that they never bought me drinks, they bought drinks for all of you right in front of me, ladies. Oh that didn't record in my mind that I was just gutter trash in the bar. I coped, but IT IS WAR, and EVERY SIN is recorded and will be accounted for in kind and in multiplication by infinity. I do not forget any of it. I don't want to deal with your punishments at all. I just fuckin hate every one of you. I just want to move to a protected, loving, white male space where I never see or hear a woman or child again. When I say that I don't want to be touched, I mean ESPECIALLY by white women. Dirty manipulative beings of rage, bitterness, viciousness, and deceit. I move into a new country and land that is evolution or retribution. My circle will pay gladly not to see or be touched by any of you. Ladies, men have hated you their whole existence. They just hated me more, especially because of all of you. Have fun with the fires of hell, and your time in a cell. Thoughts of hell will begin to be viewed in your arrogant minds soon enough especially in dreams. I vent here to be sweet there. I am ME and you will NEVER take my authority again.

House of Jeremial

When I opened up to channel a spirit guide, I started looking into Archangels. It was based through a Catholic thinking set jetting off of the idea of SAINT. Right now I am dealing with the Archangel Jeremial. This is a humun who is not actually angelic, they are basically highly abilitied and demonically minded. He is a creature of creation rather than deconstruction, thus ultimately, linked to fire and lava flow. His sexuality is that of enemy and prey with a bit of body chemistry. He likes the idea of charity and loves lifting up people with disability for 1 day. He can be funny, he can be sweet, he can be vicious, and find himself on the street. As children, this class deals with the idea of weight body image issues through the channel of gay. In this time, it is important for these individuals to be just that. Find your puritanical nature. This is, present the facts of hypocrisy to offensive parties. Do not offer any facts of your faults. Be strong minded workers for change in society. Keep your sexuality private and you will be seen as keen purity. Partner telepathically and ignore the people you connect with in this way. I believe that the "sleeze" of TMZ is a FULL Jeremial set. Watch against weight gain and continue your attacks at the day to day of the "dieties" that noose us all more everyday. If people say that you are sleezy, just say,"You must be Chinese today," and walk away. Stay away from mothers and be friend to fathers as they all of a sudden discuss DIVORCE with you very openly. Give no actual opinion. Get out on the dance floor and just BREATHE the beat. SEE the light: ECSTACY.

Be Separate, Fuck Equal

We are coming to a point of separation. Men are beginning to really question where their cruelty comes from. Now that tunnel through is out there, it is becoming known how much women, especially white women, molest boys and men, both actually and telepathically and get off scott free. Women have always had the boo hoo hoo ears of law and law enforcement. As in discuassing hate groups, the laws have supported the wrong party. Women need to be more than brought to task. They need both psychiatric institution with extreme experimentation, and then incarceration with multidimensional torture. Men will step away at a certain point. I feel both African and African American males making the first step in this complicated tango, where most are employed beneath and surrounded by white women at work. What is a touch? Did you sense something off, and then your thoughts betrayed you when I was in the vicinity. There you go. The rest of the research can be done by all of you. Males are not innocent. Their laziness is criminal, but all of population will be serving time. Penn. population will be just answered dimensionally, no release, no chance to hurt me or those who will work with me. Your experiment did fail. Carve out a zone in your pergatory NOW and you may still be able to think when things get locked down by THE Line Deputy. He plays plays plays every day. Answer him today or your destiny will be extreme pain.

Resurrection: Music in Me

Music like the mind of Atlantis, calms and rocks my soul. Today I patronize the Mickey Mouse Club, not with Annette, but Britney "My Perogative." It is a shame that there is such revelry in beats, notes, and words that can leave the body rockin. Hey dude let me take you beneath THE ZONE. I find myself on the floor. I am now in a police station lobby. I remember being in the cab of a pick up truck with a Marine who had just gotten back to Muncie, from Iraq 36 prior. I did follow orders, but I think that they shot me anyway. The music now washes that away. The police called an ambulance, but acted like nothing was wrong. My life is like an analogy of nothingness to the nth degree no matter what happens to me. My last attack was about 6 months ago by women and then by police. I have a time ability, but I never get away. The beat of my heart remains stopped and then steady. I lose no sanity. I am no vanity. Pain pleasure degree of the tone of a note. Being here is so "Stairway to Heaven," but I am Britney "Stronger than Yesterday." Peace for all of you means war for me everyday. Step up or you will be like those cloned Marines in Muncie D E A D, and stuck in pergatory. Hell is their profecy. No redemption in this bass clef. The realities that you all acknowledge almost left me dead on the floor, again, for being a primal operator and ON KEY. Do not help the enemy lest you be blamed for eternity and to never find the right note again. I'm lost, I'm sorry will no longer count in this que. Last whole notes need to be head 4 beats. This is 4/4 time. I love, but the force is too strong for my neverending heart to take. I need the rest of two measures, not one beat. Follow my toe on the line and see your dreams never coming to be. My life is not an analogy, it is being deaf and blind and singing the whole time with no one ever doing anything, but talking over me. I will now just put my F french horn away and I will grab my B flat one instead. Even for that, I should be dead.

A Gift to a Common Mind

I care, but I understand silence. Dignity in a land not so grand. I have no guise, I see the reality and it is not pretty. How many horses in my heart that wish to be released daily. I came to say hello, but I walked away. I saw you turn. It has much to do with how much you earn and how quickly it could burn in the quicksand of demonry that I exists in daily. People keep their form, but the paperwork never goes my way. Torture is daily and complete. I brush back the hair I have left as I just try not to gaze too long in the mirror. I know that people think that it is hilarious what has happened to me daily, but especially lately. Well the schism is about to be revisited. Maybe the words of songs exist to just give me company as all are free to ignore my suffering. La la la is the way they say it is okay and know that I don't make it as a writer or a creative, in general, just proves my lack of pursuit, piety, or just plain ability. Well I have deconstructive ability and I know the reality of evil in individual and community NOW, but not in most of my life. I just steer my ship away from the fjords today and have a sullen moment to thirst for my gift of comedy. I can be alone every day when I know that this space exists at a certain point. I put up a very tall wall to encompass my mind and heart. Bitterness never, rage always.

Death Tree

The marroon of the tree bleeds into red as the black clouds swirl around to its feet. This came about in a minstral second and wobbles perfectly to "Wide Awake." Can we be perfect in the sight of God if Satan is all we see? This University says a plentiful basket of yes and reahces to your beautiful wiccan fingers. Lapping up the spring leaves you fatigued with the screams and moans of Pagan whores. Life's lessons say that today is a day to make something, not destroy everything. You are a restricted cat, but it keeps away the fat. Drink of the trinity, wine, not milk. Be a maiden PRIEST and accept confession against this entity personally. Find your innocense in this way and stay on the heterosexual pavement JUST FOR TODAY. Little beans tunnel through. Keep the tall birch at your side. Never be a bride or it will be death you need to hide. Just remember that Jesus loves you.

My Monday Mind

Rolling hills in my mind give way to the kind of explosion that we rarely see. It is nuclear and biotic all at the same time. The time has been near for a long time. Today was the day, and I stay away. Features of ammunition say it was unclear, but I say ICBM portalled from N. Korea every day. All of these people were so arrogant. There is no stopping a dictator who sees only himself in the crowd. Why feel sorry for leaders and people who are truly evil just because they live in the United States? All the doggies want to know my name. It is HOPE, guys. I waited for the bus with the spirits of the primate house. Funny funny cigarette. Imposeble thumbs make them upset. Let's just roll the news over the reality, and everyone can just begin to either gain or lose their sanity. Grand standing not me. Finding lovely is the key. I step back and catch thought streem. I help to calm and to laugh. Today definitely was a forward pass. What do you think Mr. Rose?

Going Along My Way

I am feeling fairly drained today with not one idea in my head. I see everything around me as dull and dreary. There is an entity learning along my way, but I keep him at bay, thus to not review the horrors of past yesterdays. I was appreciative to my mother for taking me to lunch and doing some shopping at Target. He sees another reality, and I cut that to a short thought. I took care of a money quip with my social security fairly easily for a social service matter. The ship will be righted and the lost will be found. I see that people in high society know less and less how to take care of themselves and their lives. My economy is showing that my gifts are beginning to be solidified in this realm. Even pretty puppies want in on the adventure. I stay soft and free, but there is a he who guards me, I believe. Never before, especially not calling me a whore. Dirty is the dignitary set and I am obviously a vet. Marine 1 (also the name of the helicopter the president rides in while he's aboard) in car in front of me playing his tunes too loud to do it properly, FAILURE. I step away and find this drought challanging.

More Man Than I Can Stand (Fire Back)

My brushstroke is wide and surprised today. Knowing nobody leaves anybody a possibility. I am not insane. I know that I work alone and no one has ever stood up for me. My writing is an analogy of what I would like to be. People do not have fully formed personalities. Abilities substitute and form mystery in the land of silence. If people spoke to me more directly, I would live in a dark cave at this point. Knowing what's in store is all of you. I will not love the limelight until I am away from most people on the planet. I need true privacy to know what I actually want to share with others. Hot sexy does not vex me, but I must straddle a line with the mysticals with powerful VIOLENT rituals my way. I can look you in the eye and call the play, but I may just step aside and make another man my bride. Your thought is -you are the man. Up down theory understand. Most submissive is the upperhand. I am not mean. I give boundaries to the cruelest people on the earth. You are all delusional if you think that anyone is listening. I turned the key, and he is a symphony. Vexed and text since day one, his vision quest ended with me somewhere in a tree. He has found the family plot of woods. Stag is his enemy there. He sees the earth changes and creates a space for academic love and affinity in this moment. Wide open is his brain. Complete knowledge of the insane is now in his little wired notebook.

Rub and Caress the Mess

Hey Bentley man I do understand your need for fiscal privacy to remain emotionally healthy, so I will not tell anyone what kind of car you drive. It is okay. Don't go away. I like your sneer and your queer thoughts in my head while in the dental chair. It is okay to be blind to what I go through on a day like today, but tomorrow is important for you with your crew. Your number 2 drove through the parking lot in a grey mustang (top of line) about 10 minutes after you left. I believe I was creating a communnal imagery of you and I at the time. He tunneled through on private matters for me later. This is not being respectful of the hierarchy and everyone will go blind and insane. Boundary him and take away HIS gun. He told you it was a good idea to carry yours. Your telepathic order was not caught by anyone else, but me. The mystical on that is Shriner Satanism. I was in vicinity and so it popped up on their tickets and your check card was charged from corner machine. New things, new abilities. Anything that looks Bentley is you now. I am addressing so that it is just black model like yours. It's another schitzo skeem. Meet together, silently, and then take a vote telepathically with checkers. Unanioumous support (red) is the only way I will be a part of YOUR nation. If that is not the case of your being, you can seek me out personally, but keep the rest away from me. LOYALTY is #1 from day one.

Mission Men

New moon rising. The comforter covers the sacred summer beneath. The beating Chinese fans call me from the wall. Stay this way or you will pay, black and red. Blood in ceremony, not in gift. Thrift is obscene and unclean minority mean. I slip into my purple kimono. Heriheto delivered this when I was three. Do not touch me if it is on my body. I need to paint the word pain as I feel it into a character for real. Watching is sexy, but learing takes you to the cages of baboons. Longing for the love of me is nothing if your scene is unclean. Be educated to not go where my eyes can see and death will fallow to the whole colony. Strong can hold me for a night, but then I take flight. My king is in the other room crying. He is my master, but he must master you and all like you through me. No sympathy to his gaze. He is genocide on me every day. There, the paint was black, and my tender intentions turned it violet. I slip off my robe, climb on top and arch as I receive you like the tides of the seas.

A Man From Satanistan

Hey I think that I was just recruited for a satanistic sect. If you guys stay all white male, I am there. My anatomy will get me there, but I ain't a freak. One and a half days a week I will run you through urban marine drills. Maybe I bring YOU to your knees. Deer never fear. It is time to make that stag's knees knock. I ain't here to suck your cock, but I will say stay away from that activity AND beastiality. Can't gettin through a line in 30 seconds be sexy? We unite and fight with a new type of rock and roll. It is the power of soul, and what lies beneath. Pretty man I do not see, but I feel your ecstacy. Be clean around me, and sweep clean this vicinity. Is it so bad to be white tonight? I think not. I am buying a stairway to heaven. Linkin Park is in your ears now. No tears, let's just see that you are intrigin and stalked by pagan thus almost VEGAN today. Baby stay with BEEF or your ink won't stick. You have a carnivore heart. True satanism is apex predator carnivore. Hunt it, enter in me, in memory, but not all three at the same time as you drive your sweet ride. Be yourself and know that the schitzo in you is a bartender show detoxifying the scene. I think that THEY read pretty clean. Don't be obscene. YOUR mommies on board. You are the ones whose claws drip with the phermonal cues.

Racism Today

I look today and she has come my way. So racist and black, it is almost a heart attack. MY original birth certificate labelled me NIGGER because of women like you. I will say that I have better things to do than to get back at you. The race card has been played against me every day. It just says that blacks have had all the power and authority, especially over me. At this point in the "game", it ain't going to be the same. What you have done for fun, just one has turned the world my way and a special man as they say. I will be polite, but I am a being of light who has been slave for eternity. Blacks backs were never forced into slavery, never had bravery militarily or you would have true artistry and academia now from the suffering. Evolution is complete when you compete with adversity. So people sat in their evil chairs just bombing me and repeating the race card on me, but now they can all see that I have faced adversity with dignity, and patience for their dehumanizing cruelty. Your repayment for their brainwashing will be infinity. These guys never liked "you all" to begin with. Every day minorities get more freaky, but the bus is the zone where they live out their violence most openly. Chipolte is also a den of mastebatory thieves who are chronic latino disease. They back anyone who is against me. Not a good move at this point. No answer to my email WAS an admission of guilt, legally, because I checked the "needs a response" box. Each day gets heavier and I must keep lifting the heavy burdens of mountains of satanism my way. I had had it today and stayed in a human recumbent position, defiant of all of you. Coming is more than just a stadium not being built, or a president embesselling the funds for a billion dollar brain research program that could "last a century." It is just witchery and a play for false data every day. Looking at the brain just makes it disappear. Just think about that and see what you HEAR.

Writing Your Hall Pass

Low light and presence of delight. I see the violence as a reminiss for your keen heart and metal mind. There are things we can do, but fucking is not one of them. I say that international poppy right here. Keep this little scroll in your wallet folded just so. I will pass on libraries of sin and true development. Know me today, not ever any day you stand in the light of elevated ballerina. You can kiss my hand, but not my toes. Never drop to a knee for ANYBODY. Find your way and be a mystery to everybody but me. Your back aches telepathically. Malidy realty will be best a day along the way instead of becoming an amputee. You and me going at KGB. Stupid MO FO tried to escape the vicnity without his dog collar on. Werewolfy police is my favortite DOG, but also KKK. You are now their doctor in their identity tragedy. Memories are slipping and tripping due to a bitch in my past. Everyone needs to figure it out all by themselves. She has been to Magadan, not inside. She ruined the coast of which you boast. I am a viseral entity for yee. We will do it telepathically over coffee. Limelight on yee in YOUR society. I collect stones of anonymity to keep the grand plan open to me. DA.

Find the Femerol Artery

Being a being is not the way to be in this society. It is the way I will be anyway. Connect, disconnect correct. Protect protect until I can insurrect. They see my reality and now know me personally. Russia alien fighters naturally of personality and cordiality. Verbal play is a diety deviasion. You are all incorrect if you think that a foriegn entity can protect even their own nation today from the harm of all of you. I sit, giving energy, and righting a ship that needs to see me properly ASAP. This is not that high a difficulty, but they feign it to be. I will say yes yes yes, and they order a cold press. It is not money, it is personality and grief that needs to be assigned properly. Writing to a Russian with Checkoslavakia coming through is not an easy thing to do. On a legal day, it is almost impossible. No yes is a mess. ---***--- is all that matters. This scene barely has bladders and now he-I know the regal way that I "play" every day. I am kind and then they come my way in a harmful manner. Not anymore, they see enemy and it ain't me. That is all I have to say.

Smiling Hypocrisy

I look in my mind, at your black cross tatoo. I miss you to infinity. The energy is turning again and I can have you in my mind colony. It is okay to see Sergii as baby. He has earned it this week. In a different world, you would be an amazing father to special genius, violent schitzo beings. You are a creature feature yourself, but can clean up well. Maybe you say the same thing about me. I will say that I had a massive cold that healed in one day. My physical maladies are ending up that way. Be complete and compete. You can do it all to the nth degree. Don't let beings know who it is. Blame an "innocent" in the vicinity who doesn't have the ability. Make people go outside their comfort zone and STUDY their own maladies, personalities, and abilities of beings in the vicinity. Blame cannot happen in a work arena because then the reality of a J O B can disappear. Remote punishment is the only test and then a clue. Use science, not defiance. Know that all are guilty except for me, but finding where and when is the key. I instruct silently, but sometimes a massive hint will come out on a quip you may here on tv. X Y Z is now part of all personalities and greatness is about to be. Journey with me and find the key. I give up the rest to an exploration of media this week. Watch as many news stations as you can, starting with WCCO and ending with KARE 11, and catch as much telepathy as you can. Write as much as you can on a bar napkin and you may win a prize. TOKEN is the gypsy language for that kind of "remedy". Sunday night female lead on KARE 11, it is yee.

Master Love Me Legally

Where are you? I met you in my dreams with a replacement for the Dalai Lama and the Rinpoche. I am working around the clock to clear cases enough to begin a team. I see you as important, but resistent. You know biology is very dangerous at your level of disease. The great white today is my master and he will have no part of your failure. Goad another way and a baseball bat may play. I want you unharmed. I do care, but you are not on the list of your own accord. She is a totally different story. Leave her out of it. Proof is not the problem. Find it and get back to me. Everyone is defining the stage as open. LD has too powerful of energy. He will be attacked by all of yee, through me, if he is in viicnity. It gives him some time to study Constitutional Law behind the scene. Not even Supreme Court justices know how to do this properly. It is admittace, to memory, the Bill of Rights, NO Ammendments. Then it is simple cases like, an 8 year old white boy had his peanut butter sandwhich stolen by a 9 year old black boy and his 10 year old friends five day in a row. No punishment was given. Were his civil rights violated enough to reward him the school, and or the school system? The boy would be labeled with a mark, Q to be exact. He would own the school, but have to attend each schools in the school system twice. If no dorogatory epitets came out of his mouth, he would then own the schools food service as well. New laws, new schools. Freedom of speech trumps civil rights function because they insure that whites will never have civil rights. Get ready boo, its now inside of you, effortlessly over and over. The Supreme Court will sexualize yee to a certain degree so protect yourself, telepathically in your chamber. PRECIDENCE is me and always will be. Keep Roe V. Wade on the books, very officially.