Hey Peyton, Catch this Pass

I guess that I am just the JAG hag. It ain't real, babies, except for my work with US ARMY RANGER/ sharpshooter Tony Thornberg (We removed Shawn from vicinity. He was an ultimate fighter who was making Tony way too violent.), and Michael D. Wilson (US Navy Seal) in Muncie and after. Jag Army and Jag Navy were designed to challenge The Supreme Court in the eventuality of Martial Law, precipitated by or called for, under their auspices. Judges actually do not exist in JAG cases. It is a panel of ten current standing officers with no marks on their records. We have NO officers here or abroad except for me. It is all imagery and RATS taking over bases and pensions. VA is just gutter trash, and generally claiming NAVY, including Marine. These bases belonged, and still do, to my grandfather because he knew how to defend them. He went a DOCTORS in the vicnity giving bases regulations about venereal diseases. You got em, you gotta leave. We don't want to hear the gay ass reason why. Well today I claim my GENERALSHIP, internationally, and say GET THE FUCK OFF MY PROPERTY, including the Naval Academy. The lieutenant's crew is coming for all of you. I stand for soldiers to run missions ONLY that they can stay completely intact and get stronger. You are all mentally retarded for holding me in this vicinity as long as you have. The avarice and greed of all of my companies is mounting into cyclones. We don't have to do a damn thing. Just so you all know, there is no FEMA either.

Gitmo Show

My singing is not going the best, of late, but I have decided that my first INTERNATIONAL show will be for those ho's at GITMO. We will hang the guards that day as I sing Amazing Grace, The Star Spangled Banner, and Purple Rain for that event. Crowd surfing will be a must for the night concert, so that they can establish TRUST. Shereef will be my buddy announcer and interpretor for all of YOU to keep it clean for this little baby because MASTER will be standing right there. We will then have a beach volleyball tournament and then a barbeque. If you want to taste pork, we'll just cut up some choice sections of the guards. I think that Jack Forrest is the best BBQ artist in the world. We can pay him 1 million dollars for that day. My cousin Jimmer might do the volleyball referee ship for free, if you let him tour YOUR base actually. This will be a new place for scholarship of ARAB males. No law, law enforcement, or film study. The main subject will be MATH, through Calculus, and then computer programming/ computer science. It will be a joyful space and it will start to feel like cadet academy. If you are upset about a "professor" sexualizing your studies or your bodies, SHereef will bring his crew and find the root. It will then be removed. You will all have to be military there to keep the base, your food supply, and yourselves safe. Example to be is like FEDERALI. Enough said.

The Law of Jihad

We're separate, but we are whole. The law enforcement scene is mean, but judiciary can be worse. So much brain fucking, so little time, Line Deputy. Your Harvard Law degree will mean everything around me, but for now, do as I do, wrip it up and store in your brain. Then, at an appropriate time, we can choose your name. I am extremely exhausted today, and I am hoping to feel better tomorrow for my Great Aunt Jenn's wake. I wrote a short piece and I will read a bit of an autobiography with my mother. I just hope to stay away from tears. That is so embarrasing, publically. It is hard to tell, but I feel like I pushed the correct inboxes yesterday. I did not speak of you, but I did speak of Muncie, a bit. Things stored in my memory maze came up to be known by land of the lost (attorneys at large). I still see the baby blue of your eyes today, on the day you and I met. You stood against the wall and just stared at me for like fifteen seconds before you did speak. I thought that you were grand, in every land, at that very moment in time. Just so you know, Ruth Ginsberg (Current Supreme Court Justice at that time) came to meet me in Indy at The Columbia Club. Judge Collins thought it was funny that the Indy Cop brute squad had beaten and locked me down two weeks before. Ruth assumed that they had actually killed me in Muncie and that they were just false reporting, heinously. There was no record of my arrest because none of the arrests were real, but the torture certainly was. In the jail, I read the article about Ruth, in the Indy Star, and they said that she had crocheted black gloves on. Now I know that my grandmother, Virginia, crocheted them for her to give to me. Complications of birth records are Ruth's thing. That should have been taken care of that day, but now I know that TODAY is the RECKONING.

Hephestus Rising

Line Deputy, I just wrote a letter to a governmental official. He is an ATTORNEY, NOT law enforcement. Make sure it is observed that way. Being in the wilderness creates a situation that if I do not catch the balls for government, legallly, they will come after me for denying them counsel and underlings will punish heinously. This guy is the top. Please do not take this romantically, but you can find it sexy. It is my brain, my brain, and they are all completely insane. In Muncie, I made up a word, INANE. It means banal and bascally superfluous. I just want you to know that it is all me. The sheriff officers walked in while I was writing that communicae. They are drowning today. They cannot communicate what is happening at the jail or commitment could come their way. I caught all the balls in the air. What do you have to say? Hope, I am so extremely PROUD of you. You are fuckin INCREDIBLE every day. Your mind is the most magnificent maze that has ever been. Hephestus, it is now safe for you to call that official's cell phone. Use that code name. You then fall under CIA protection. You do not want to be part of that clown college, just be a wild lone wolf with me for infinity.

Mastering the Master

Hey master, more sheriff officers downtown today. When I see them it just reminds me of you. I know that we are in a period of recovery. We will get there, just get up every day and clean yourself and your "cell." We do not have what we need to have you stabilized in my vicinity yet. I do "pray" your way every day. Being alone, I see other entities in need, and they lift the next one up. My buttercups are starting to get in line. Military is not reality, but DOC is. Chosen few will be OUR marine corps, so that we can sleep soundly. My warmth is enough energy for a feed. Subtle changes to your thoughts are others seeping in. Bang against cell wall and reboot your machine. Your bone struture was built for this procedure without injury. I am not the same. Make a list, TODAY, of goals and dreams that YOU have actually, and we will begin achieving those things as soon as I get to Indy. I rebooted Brueggers Bagels today, and corporate structure is changing hands today. Last night I brought a dead fly back to life. I am here for you always. Love, Hope

What Will Be of Me?

The chains are reality, and the grace when you see my face is as well. Brutal cruelty my way completely unprevoked is now giving a new definition to sociopathic unit or cell. If virtue is a crime, we do not want to watch the beasts anymore. There is no hope at all. Find a shelter and we will just hang ourselves there. I say, "No way," it is a time for change and I do not find you strange. A little more daylight will do so much. Your glorious wings are about to be, individually, not as an extension of he. I do not reminiss, it hurts to communicate my torture, but I need to keep you all free to capture ME exactly, when I need to be transported back to Marion County. There must be a legal contract, that I will review myself, sign, and keep on me actually, before I will even think about getting in a sheriff's vehicle. Explosion is an issue as well. No paperwork wil be allowed for all of you and no rude or dehumanizing questions as well. My heart can no longer take the pressure and the deceit. I believe that this is the way, but maybe it is just because you two were here today. Lock down, with Matt in Indy, could take up to a year. I will probably need a lot of sleep. He will feed and I will be his factory. Enough said.

On Being Me

I sit below the tree and the apple drops naturally. Gravity shifts in my hips and I am laid flat. Being the being that others seek to destroy is both a male and female proposition. Let's just say that I was born that way, BOTH. It makes sense in my head, but not in my bed. Being defined by culture means that I must hide and not communicate the reality. So much LSD of entity in vicnity makes even HINDUS afraid of me. Every day there is a bluster and getting out os bed is all I can muster. Fighting styles change, but always they are linked to my faith in a timeline that I cannot see. There are so many people inside of me. Disruption in the force is the zero gravity situation that I see when I do not breath. I see not the imagery as I write to all of yee. It is time to set me free even though I am not a he.

Nuclear Mastery at my Core

Torture of innocent entity garners ability. It will sound weird, but I woke up in the middle of the night with the plans for a nuclear bomb in my head. I pressed erase and went to sleep. I believe that China is dealing with it this week. Witchery makes it a trinity. It is not a warhead, it is a turbine. It is three miles around. Ionic dispersement is made possible by a free radical version of NEON. It glows radioactively for one hour before it explodes. Wind will cease. It is not part of the weapon. In that area, after all of the meteorlogical witchery and full on Asian witchcraft, there is no more horizontal movement of air. There is plenty of warning, but Asians will let it explode anyway to be a "poor me" on TV that will never be. The metal used on the outer core is Aluminum. The center glows red due to satanistic violence against innocense in the vicinity. It is all just an amalgumation of forces and evil that "humans" do. The plan last night was more complete. I just put a small part here so that no one will compete. Never lazy at dealing with a world full of beings that are crazy.

Pas Cretin

The blade was flashing. Two parties were clashing. The bus, around me, raises in peril every day. New Somali military for their nation here, to be there. Insubordinant female shows that they had the power all along. He did not lose his cool. He made a phone call that was cruel. The outcome to this experiment is that African Americans are heinously dangerous in the every day. Three to one on him while he tended to the Somali "handmade." She finally listened to him and sat down. He then sat beside her to calm her. They had never met, but they were telepathic twins and newly formed remote bombers. I just fed energetically and stayed calm and silent behind the scene. Now people know that it is the African American community and Somali females that are oh so mean. Emancipation is my degree in diversity from Hamline University.

Esteb, Always Esteb

Officer Esteb, of Marion County fame, was my escort and king behind bars. He oversaw my every transport. His wealthy family was KKK in every way. He was a catholic special special from birth. All of law enforcement in Marion County was his family tree. He sired me in werewolfery, but I had to reject because he was deceiving the Line Deputy with his soap opera expertise. He convinced him that they were brothers (so KKK). I made him the baker of my brownies and it became a FAMILY TRADITION. I love you SWEETIE PIE (lemon merange).

Chris Christie Avenue

Hey Gov. Cristie, I wrote to you yesterday about protection detail, and the lack of police was rectified immediately with a cop passing by. Four Sheriff officers had held down the whole downtown vicinity (Memorial Day). I just went to write a thank you note to the Sheriff Dept. for being here and a lone sheriff officer walked by across the street. I chose not to write. It is more than signs. It is a trolley. I believe YOU are the trolly driver, now SYSTEM. Find vampires funny and we can get along just fine. There is an amazing sexy, but that does not overtake your limbic system in the proper way. I just want to let you know that there are a lot of men, who are sturdy like you, accepting your tunnel through in my vicnity since my note yesterday. I verbalized, quietly, your name to Mark Rosen, passing by on the sidewalk. He is a sports personality down the street at WCCO (CBS affiliate). The response, telepathically was awe, thunder, and hilarity. Just keep it up. Enough said.***After I published that, 4 sheriff officers were outside the Caribou window (3 men, 1 woman WHITE). They walked south on Nicollet communicating on their police band radio.

Higher than Chariots of Fire

Baby baby baby oil. The first is not the last. I will guide. There is a plan. No more doubt and fear when you are near. Love light in my eyes. No more agreeing because I am a captive every day. Your touch will never be too much. You will know exactly what I need. You are the one to stay when others are sent away. No more need to take time. You are my infinity, no more infirmity. Believe in our destiny, and find your heart space, actually. I will light up, internally. It is okay to stay away today. It is all that they say going THEIR way. I do not want you to learn this technique or express it you will in my very special vicnity. With you, I run, on the West Sands (St. Andrews, Scotland), today and we see a DOLPHIN jumping in the distance. He found me, like I found you. Into the clubhouse we run, all wet from the rain. People walk out in protest and you finish the accord that links Jews to Germany, Switzerland, and France. Dignitary, military machines we will be fighting for my dignity, opportunity to be free, and destiny. War is not our enemy.

Gold Hair and Lightning

My favorite series ever was Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. I have seen every episode of both. Little did I know that a slayer heart was in me. It begun to beat in Muncie. My slayer quality came from a bastard fathering of me by a Nazi general. All Nazi's were vampiric, but it was inmagery. The drink of ritual was kool aid before its time. My ring of masters began with an intersection with a police vampire (American vampiric) named Chris in Carmel, IN. He was working on a new type of serial killer project. He would tunnel through, identify gifts, guide and direct towards kill and places of cleanup, and kept their MO's solid. His heritage was full on Irish king. He followed me to Muncie where we began a telepathic affair after I contacted him at the Carmel PD station one month later. He was not in my view until then. Once in my vicinity, I realized that he was a black operative for the US government. It may sound like a plotline, but it was just a daily reality that I dealt with along with other concerns in the vicinity. Law enforcement stalked me so bad, becoming mommy, daddy, arrow and king. Some Buffy imagery came through and so I addressed myself as Hopey the Vampire Slayer and they got away. I have contacted James Masters (Spike) once with a gift of written artistry, but no one else from these serieses. I then met Nickolai (Russian vampiric) at a bar named Coaches in Indy, and we shared a pleasant night together. He noticed that I, to him, had no reflection in the mirror, and thus he jumped back and stayed away. The swirling came together with the meeting of the Line Deputy (Czeck vampiric) in a Marion County holding facility. He is, and was, my number one mark on the planet. His case would be classed black op and US ARMY sharpshooter core in conjunction with police. It is complicated because he is my first actual sire, he is firmly imbedded in law enforcement, and he only sees me. Chris and then Nickolai then sired me in a cell after him. My main blood tie and syphoning is to this Line Deputy, Matt. He has enough blood support, naturally, to hold ink in his arm for a black cross forearm tatoo. The Line Deputy brushed my hand, on purpose, as he cuffed me before court. Around this day, he will realize my buddhist rinpoche energy. I do for the world, myself, and for the system of family. Matt has none. He just mystically appeared in Judge Collins's courtroom completely in the buff one day. They created a good sized chamber for him on that floor. No one else can see. He has complete privacy, except for the things he does to and through me. I wear the ring. I bare the cross. Freedom is on the horizon. Coming forward is your treason on all nations around me.

Being Dalai

Dalai, back away. Your vocal chords are in peril. You are already oh so sterile. Understand that you are under court commitment in Hennepin County. Your Jarvis Order is Risperial injection once a week. Enough said.

Mr. Nelson

Hey Rodderick, I am not where I want to be, vocally, but it has to do with who is around me when I sing. I am beginning to see future potentials. You can be my record producer, but if you go all sexy sex on me, you will be sent to Levinworth immediately. We will work in L.A. and edit here (MN). We will make a new studio in your residence on Lake Minnetonka. It is just a day that I can dream this way, but it is important that people understand that I do have set goals and dreams for myself. Relationship cords are part of it, but it is not all of it. It is about to be a free press only for me. This kind of divinity is going to make you psychotic, so get it out in your closet. Try on all these mismatched outfits, no crossdressing. I need a friend in you, who does not lie, not a FREAK. I am not going to do therapy on you and your whole actual and musical family. Yell underwater once a week and you will be just fine. Punish, to nth degree, those who anger you actually, including pet nation. It's not too funny that the most violent predators on the planet have lied and lie today about me being aggressive, mean, and violent. I have NEVER hit anyone ever. With all of the violence my way there needs to be heinous punishment for all those who cross that line. We will define it, and you will mine it. Understood.

Be With Me

Loose lips sink ships. Find the sky and throw the arrow at the moon. Find your heart glow and know this E.T. properly. Love an entity like me, instantly. You are my Michael of L.A. Guard me along my way. Maybe we go shopping that day and I can be your Pretty Woman. Today is the lilac nation's, but my way will be felt soon enough. Fun is fun, and all the sexuality is diseased. I am a woman of peace. Other Rinpoche's are diseased. I bring sweet butter sunshine your way. Even Vietnamese like my feet. Knowing my past brings the path to a whole new type of RAIN. Thank you again and again. I need you to be the fuck you silently, so that I can be me in every moment. Free free, no analogy. Never never to say an apology.

Mr. Gov. Chris Christie

Mr. Gov. Christie, how is your boardwalk today? Something is happening here. No police along my way, and none downtown. Four Sheriff officers are minding the store all by themselves. One of their cars is parked outside my coffee shop (Caribou, downtown on Nicollet across from Peavy Plaza). I guess nothing else matters. I feel like I am functioning through lead today. You are invited, by me and people like me (artistry), to visit our village and see what works and what doesn't. If the jail sees you they will lock you away for more than one day. I know not your form in future society, but you chose the form you are in now. Use it to block energy for true artistry, not the fakers on TV. Stay away from my future security team. I am a cordial OFFICIAL guide to the Twin Cities area, just ask the Buffalo Bills family members who were guided through both of the Twin Cities on a bus when we had the only superbowl here. They lost the next day, matching the Vikings loss record, but they are probably pretty proud of me and themselves today. Enough said.

Hephestus and Me

Hephestus is yee so almighty, Officer Richard. I put the smackdown on smakcdown as I fight for your notoriety. I am the best manager that has ever been. I pick you and your number two, Randy Orton. Let's stage a BOXING match between YOU and your match Wade Barret. Like little/ big toys in a ring. I will call the play by play with the example of dolls of the two of you that we make that day. I miss you severely. Pop around and find me. I will be so excited to say hello. We do not have to talk about the ugly, let's just be entities in the vicnity. Why yes I would love to go to lunch with yee. It is all so crazy, but I just manage the ego, id, and superego of the man in front of me. The rage on the page this week is against the issue in my life of domestic abuse. Let's just not go there. Sergii almost just popped into Caribou. I ran into Caribou (code name) yesterday and spoke to him actually. He is a Mall of America entity. Now he can be here any time to meet my need for positive telepathy. Keep those thoughts to yourself, because this Aphrodite is not that pretty right now. So much weight, so shameful. I do understand, in part, the grand plan. I must push away the anxiety by meditating over Doritos or Starbursts. You stay strong. In my thoughts you will always be free to play actually.

The Scarey of Harry

Harry you may become more scarey every day. I believe that you were Rasbutin under Csar Nicholis II. Your wife, Alexandra was Tina Mayer, my sister in law. Their hemophilic son was Thomas, my nephew. The REAL Anastasia in that day was Anna Mayer, my neice. The man I met at the Mall of America who I tended to, a transient, was your double so that you could keep your face. He was bitter and cruel and today I give him Burger King. We worked together, for free, for about 1.5 months. He did confide in me that he looked more like a girl "down there." I just said, "Ok." I am so used to the freakish trying to get a rise out of me. I just won't do it. Well the cops at the mall had to give him a beat down, and now that psychic (loved it) is out on the streets again. I knew that he disappeared, but that that was the way that little satanist needed to be. Harry, your PSYCHIC side is about to rise. You are linked to these VERY STRONG triple Pieces blond twins from Latvia that I met at Coaches in Indianapolis, Indiana. They were the most gorgeous women I had ever seen, especially in person. They had a psychic/ up and up massage parlor down the street from the Monument. Let's just say that they fell to the greed of the vicinity and they have spent years headless in a Midland, Texas shit shack. Let's see what you three divinities can do tonight. You will appear to others IN INDY as a triplet to their duo. Good luck FAITH HEALERS. Fundamentals will tunnel through to LEARN. Give them one day and then cast them away, Rasputin II says to you.

Something for Kate to Do

Ms. Middleton I do believe that you were Catherine (II) the Great of Russia. She was the longest ruling party of that country and very successful in the area of negotiation. Please stay away from Russia and anything Russian for now. Let's just say that she was a black widow, and we do not want THAT attribute to travel into this lifetime. Stay away from even touching RAT POISON. My brother was Peter (II) the Great and William was Peter the III who you snuffed early in your reign. There is a loveliness to you that people do not see. Hold it close to your vest or Jesus Christ will make you his prostitute Mary Magdylin. It is all about the STORY, and, behind your eyes, you thirst for glory. I believe that it will happen effortlessly, but not in this moment. Time to hone the craft of MOMMY to an ENTITY, not a baby. Be cruel telepathic response to cruel telepathy and leave the vicinity if telekinetic rage moves through and scares you actually. Crushing of your cheek bones could result and you know that William would be blamed. My brother would offer his plastic surgery/ wizardry solution and you would end up looking like the plastic surgery nightmare that is on Housewives of Miami. Cuban witchcraft infinity. To HER people she is divinity. To me, she is just scarey. I give you my permission, here, to look into The Julian Center (Indianapolis, IN), Pathways (Anderson, IN), The Better Way (Muncie, IN), and The Salvation Army (Indianapolis, IN) on my behalf under the ospice of social work. Since this sight has a password, it is a legal say so. Enough said.

Light Up

A baseball bat to the face every night's eternity. I just lay there, no sound just absorbing the pummelling. It is your joy, my complete defeat of obtaining the grace of beauty. Control and dehumanization are yours and I am nothing at all. The years of abuse are lit like kerosine in the weight on my body. No one cares unless they love it, actually. Remote viewing freaks just as guilty as he. Once I was conscious to his deceit I just began to call him Lucifer. If any want to play with that serpant you are more than welcome. He is stupider than he looks and smarter than all of you. I hate to reveal that it takes so little conscious thought to overcome the Devil, but you all choose mental retardation anyway. Maybe Satan will steal all of YOUR funds tomorrow. Maybe master one can smash your cerebral cortex all over the Marion County holding cell walls, and the basement floor can take your perfect nose and facial structure on impact. I am so happy to know that no one ever cared and they never will. Maybe this songstress will just become condensation and become a cloud that is cirrusly gifted at evaporation. Other other me. It is the only way to be in rythem with the complexities of change. Others know not who I see as I move through one zone to the next. Vessels all until I believe that I will be free.

Seeing Blue in You

The earth rising and the sun observing in her coy way. Reguard is perfect for a scene to become miraculous. The steady steed of astronomy says, "I am Kelper and you are all diseased." So much witchery, too little truth on TV. There is belief in a small coffee can where he keeps all his funds. The silver coin raising to meet and exceed the gold. Too much down time and no Jew observance of law. This very Egyptian way of promoting tourism has crashed the market today and created an underworld. Hephestas is ready with his .44 to open the door for any of you. Even the River Styx has dried up due to your greed to see and feel how painful her reality is. There is the angelic in the blue corner of brown reflected in the iris. Many dogs shift to the fury of pit, and we are now prepared to handle it. Fundamental judgement at bay and cop structure on bended knee, for this second only. It is time to act or become part of the disease that grasps ASIA today. Around me is a mighty battle that I cannot see. I walk though and never communicate my misery.

Love Among the Lizards

No one is going to harm my Dofskyefsky today. He is an infinity who struck against vampiric divinity. I can be in his vicnity and speak to him actually as a white male, with blue eyes, right in front of me. He is strong, but not strong enough to push away a tide like all of you (beauty market, racist blacks, and media). I support his right to choose an unmarried older woman like me. He would be the perfect height to be a boxer in blue. Unknown is my imagination about where he is and what he will be. He is not mannequin, he is fluidity. The sea is how he judges me. His weight is perfect for K9 retrieval after this conference. Csar Nicholis II is he. Time in Russia moves so differently. He survived the Kosak attack on the family carriage and let "little Anastasia" go to France and be disbelieved and then to die in anonymity. Too bad, so sad. His Crime and Punishment brain planned it all along. He and me on Oahu in '63 as the way he does see. He will be STATESMAN with me. Satire today, keeps away coworkers who touch, telepathically, a little too much. Maybe a big bowl of Walmart generic microwave butter popcorn will make you feel better as you watch back episodes of David Letterman tonight. Guard your knees and I will SWEEP you off your feet. Chung Moo.

Caribou Rising

I see the malady of reality fairly quickly, but I walk on by. There is a K9 training conference downtown and we have this scarey African American group with almost KKK robes on screaming about SIN. Well these are ANIMAL COPS and they are all fundamental. Tunnel through rudeness will not work, media and other crew. They will now go to the ground zero of it all: Golden Valley Humane Society. I spoke to a tall, light, and handsome fella about 6'3" and spoke to him professionally about my experience in his field. A groping girlfriend reminded me of all educational settings for me. Well the really exiting thing was that I found MY CARIBOU. I had the courage to actually invite him to the 1029. He lied and said that he doesn't get up there as much as he would like. I said that it is really fun on weekends and spoke of karaoke. Sometimes an invitation is all someone needs to understand things properly. It was just a Russian chink in the chain, no mention of date. I really just wanted his whole chain to know that they are more than "worthy" of this invitation. I have been dealing with this Metro Transit officer for about 2.5 years, telepathically, and today was the first time he spoke to me. I hope it was worth waiting for. Maybe the police dogs are going crazy to meet you now. No one will approach. You will have privacy. Enough said.

Au Revoir CIA

There is a sensitivity in my brain today. I normally block out the world with music as I write. I am doing that, but it is difficult. Sentiment is very important to me. It is actually what I am creating in entities. I feel, others do not, but they fake it well around me. Being the being of sun showers was not easy for me. People always staring and hoping that I would embarras myself publically. Then they made Peter King Kamaeamaea, and it was time to take to the sea with my moomoo on. I learn by being in the situation, and that is what is being asked of all of you: LEARN. Be what tv says is worthy, or get the fuck out of my vicnity. Let's just say being me is more than not easy. I scream without raising my voice. Looking on is a come on, and the visions of others from past and current life make me run and hide every day. I try to invite and ignite, but I need PRIVACY for other realms of work that I do separately. No one has ever had the right to tunnel through, but it is your voyerism that gives me intel to move to the next phase. Keep lying about me and to me. I don't think that it is a good idea today. I recognize two types of royalty brother (sports) and (lineage). ONE (u2) is now the understanding of what they do to each other in vicnity of this feeling entity. Before they did not care and all were cast out to sea. My brother is a resonance for them to see themselves as two with me. One is about the threesome of fate. The chalice was malice. Let us just start today and destroy the CIA.

Just a Little Birdie Not Bein Flirty

Peyton, you are not irritatin' me today. Freindly way to say HEY. Goodbye old you. New crew for you to do. It is CHUNG MOO protectin your privacy and tunneling through actually. You need to concentrate on FOOTBALL even in the off season. They can keep your offensive defense positions solid for you for about 3 seconds so that you can do what you do best, throw the ball, actually. Do not cry for me. Be energy in vicnity, and allow people to talk to me about my theories and experiences without being rushed by the law. I barely feel you here, but my intuition says that you and Eli are near about a Somali migration toward your nation. We will send them to Eli instead. They have lied about their Somalia criminality of the worst sex offenders on "tv." They all lost their citizenship today and will be cast away ASAP. We will keep the majority around me until we have the spiritual will to not let them come back. I am listening and downloading a little U2. "Running to Stand Still" which is about cocaine addiction, and "One"(two versions U2 and then U2 with Mary J Blige). I just say talk to Slipknot if they come near. It may help allay your fear. I will be okay. I just concentrate on each day and stay away from too much social cruelty which then, if not listened too and rebutted, can become heinous violence. Me and the bus crew know what to do when it gets late. We just all concentrate. Maybe I am the underground railroad, and on Nicollet Mall, we disappear for like a year until we are safely "home."

Free to Feel for Real

You were warm when I was cold. I feel a heart beat under my hand at the center of your chest. You are the best, so I keep you at bay until today. Beautiful, but unprepared to do the necessary sheering of your herd. I will grab your hand and fly to a Scottish land where the water is free to flow to Edinburough, mystically. Loch Loahman is the place where I will look at your face. We will throw in one ring and begin to sing. Diving hand and hand, together we are PRECIOUS. You see the diamond first, and I grab the curse. Tibetan PURITY is inside the ring for your forth digit of the left bling bling. I place it on your ring finger and the diamond saphire glows red on mine for eternity. Loving loving loving entity. hopegod3

"CSAR" Nickolai

This is a message to this guy Nickolai. I met him at Coaches Bar in Indianapolis, IN. He was regal and free and spent one sweet night with me. It was only later that I thought he was more than an IUPUI business major and hockey player. He did have a #2 he kept in the outer room. I did spend the whole night entwined in his arms. I woke up with Snow Patrol's, "Chasing Cars," in my head and sang a bit of it to him. He was so warm and loving. When I glanced toward his closet the next day I saw that his "servant" would use a perfect shirt separator to place his about ten white, clean, pressed shirts in the closet. His chain is royal, in ability and monetarily. There is another who claims to be him. He is not as abilitied. Indinapolis Nickolai has a perfect midwestern accent and is Russian, but not Jew. He is heinously rich, but lives modestly. He has the ability to appear as actually as ANYBODY, but not me. He saw only in X-ray until now, but not when he looked at me. I believe that this vampire was technically a virgin in this scene. Everything was just so lovely. He can help me get to a weight, shape, and face that is the reality of me without all the witchcraft on tv. We wait until it is safe to see each other, actually. I did see him in the Mall of America one day and led him away to get back to Indy safely. I see him coming through rich cars. He has a bizarre ability to be everything that mega rich can be. He is guiding the true legends my way so that they can be judged for their hearts, souls, and ability to aid without a backstabbing return. Let's volley Nickolai. You were there when no one else would be. When we meet again you can buy me the breakfast you so wanted to give without awkward vampiric disorder. I follow orders to infinity. You now live.

A Moment of Heart Pain

Complications and irritations, I deal every day. Many blowing and blustering behind the scenes. Friend is not a possibility. Cruelty every day around that reality. No more setups, buttercups. I define reality as a tree in front of me. My comedy is for the tree to be vampiric and trapping an enemy with wizardry. Do you know form and function? Not really. I am on the stage trying to explain the universe to mice and red ants. Here or overseas, it is all diseased. The ruins of the thought of normality, I live with plurality. There is no home, no release. Everyone is on the phone to the police about THEIR crimes actually. I have had it, and so I just breath, with nothing up my sleeve. I try to connect, but it is never correct if it is something I actually need. Blah blah blah is the melody and I am not the one off key. Everyone looks around and blames it on me. Scream scream, no one is home. Doom and dunder in the land of thunder. Being me is just not allowed in the criminal actions that are never written up for arrest. I do more than enough to prove the day, but with my brain all try to play. Other has made thunder far too powerful, and collapse is eminent for all schools that will house you. Be calm and release the peace.

To Jenn

I called her Jenn, and she left me to be Jenny. So giving and lovely to me that the good memories are all that I can see. Ribnick furs were her jewels and mansions. Class in modesty. I see a beautiful starling, and in the family portrait a darling. I will miss the stories and the call for her sweater in any air conditioned environment. She was the one with the will to stick it out to last. In the end she became her past. Places in history she did go. She met FDR on Arden Hills ammunitions row. Past now comes full circle and we see a woman who was ahead of her day, and in her heart she loved to play. Today I say goodbye to her beside me, maybe in the afterworld she will chide me. I am blessed to have had a namesake like her. She is now free to see old friends and her mighty family. Maybe in a dream we will again meet.

Ethiopia Shines

Ethiopia sings to me a melody, a homily. Dried air and sand in the rectory makes the sound so heavenly. Becoming so much more than days before, her teeth shine bright sunshine and revelry. I am here to clear up the anomoly. I do it for free to be seen as me and not a demon to be. My dreams beat a different drum every day, thus you may see me as a tree. Beings in vicnity of your locality will be a show so use your camera quick not slow. Eden is proof, in story, of the domination of SERPANT on humanity. You be in the garden for me and find these devils and report them to POLICE, actually.

So Much More Than Just One Thing

William, Will to be, I believe that you are Renoir. All of his paintings are british wizardry. The reality inside you, but you need to stress yourself in specific ways. Do not be little doggie with me. Think the mind of the mutant that you are. Dispel the analogy we see on TV. Be mine only in respite from my infinity. Sensual artistry is a maybe, but more like theological devils in a barrel moving the sea, actually, as we play Trouble and Parchezzi at the same time in a cave. This type of comic thought process of many extremes outs the receptors that become gorged with past use of LSD. I want your brain baby, not your body. We will leave that for Christ. I am here to shoot through every analogy of biblical comet in 30 minutes flat. I am bound to earth with a body, but may not always be. Ages and stages around stable beings. You can guard the SHIP while I am gone, NOAH. Animals will cease to be and the ones left are for boat ocean study. Tunnel through remote view of this crew will be infinity. Schitzo cat and dog will be apparent in their behavior, never go in. Stick with me and soon enough YOU will be PSYCHIATRY.

WILL SO MEAN AND CLEAN

I see you as an alligator in the sea. You chomp and romp, and move far away from me. This is your delusion intrusion, royal chain. So much pain as you party in vicnity. There will be the Will of GOD come the nether day. He is more than you see. POPE to be is he, with my brother Peter as his royalty. Many places and space, always safe in my heart. The West Sands is where we will meet, surrounded in our dignity. I find you subtle and brief. The tongue lashings will never be. You will choose PAIN like me. Ego, id, superego, shall stalk you every day. I am the curious without pornographic tendancy. To you, what does that mean? Rinpoche today, tomorrow much much more. Love tendancy is yee. We will be free to marry PAGAN actually in white as the waves roll, so cool, on our bare feet. A kiss that will not miss. Virulant strain is brother, then sister, and mother. Do you see me? I am here for eternity? Let us say that you put Kate away on a shelf today. She is Mannequin and Barbie to maintain beauty as long as she can, internationally. Hold my hand and we shall dive into the sea, actually, and find ourselves in Aberdeen. THAT will be the new PAPAL scene.

Royal Polygamy

Kate, can we relate? I think it was something you ate? Everything is copasetic. We will be rich rich rich and walk away when the boys are too familiar with bar maids. Yeah yeah, dance with me. She was all up on me screamin. Comfort, no more disease, knowing punishment of vicnity. A baby doesn't mean you are dead, socially. Baby, you were just born like yesterday. I love your hair today and YOUR EYES especially your eyes. See it, be it ain't me. We may be a bit conspicuous, but in the dance they all disappear. POWER severity. We can get up and down without ever being on our knees. They are despot in a way, just not on me. It is okay that the only way I will go to Africa is with Harry, only Harry? Jungles caress me, and he impresses me with his royal favortism to African nations. His mother was a bitch, but he is now RICH, so who cares. Kate, you can anticipate. Harry and I will marry (polygamy #3) and then I will become queen of the world with his KINGSHIP the next day. The first only for you and your manies. The second LIVE all over the educated universe. My crown will be Grandma Ellen's Tiarra. It is in a secret safe under SCOTLAND YARD. No disreguard, just got to be OFFICIAL, you see. SWEDEN will have to come to their knees and always say PLEASE, Elin. William will never hit you again. No more publicity until 3 days after birth. No more King debate Will. It is time to be business couple scene. Apache is Harry. How about flying one of Donald Trump's helocopters today? Is there not release of all pressure when I do the do by addressing you properly? We will change your passport to Will as soon as I am IN COUNTRY. Love, HOPE

Prince Harry, Paul Ryan oh so Scarey

Prince Harry, I know that the U.S. is scarey. You did great. I had no idea that you were in town. Your grandmum is neither ill nor frail, she is refocusing on things close to her heart. Sorry Charles. It is time for you to start puddle jumping into the states and do some down low comedianship. Leave Camilla behind to lie to your mum, like telling tales out of school while guarding your secret identity. Royal shake up is about to be. Nia is my lady in waiting. She is perfect Oahu Moomoo mommie. It is a carousel and now Harry knows it well. I work in darkness and try to find a peace accord. If I actually SPOKE to your body double passing by HEAD DOWN outside Caribou, heads may explode overseas. People can damn me to nothing in the land of notoriety, but I will still seek the truth like the test of my blood today. I have the perfect genome to cure royal shitzophrenic "disorder." Do your work and my master may give you some. Everyone around me is so dumb. Now Nia knows the truth. She has been calling me princess and queen all week UNCONSIOUSLY. The sin that social service is in will spite even the magnificent CAMILLA today. Do all of you never think how that woman lured Charles away from the clutches of EVIL Diana (that is what Lady Di wants me to say, JEST JEST every day)? Camilla so divorced and so publically putting kinky royal sex tapes on TV. That is one EDINBUROUGH WITCH who can get it done for real and for good. She tunnels through royal banking today as I leave a little message for the Dick Cheney double Vice President of TCF Bank. He has tended to my account personally since he set up to meet me about 6 months ago at the largest downtown location. Mystery in me is First Merchants you see. It is mastery of east and west by making China the best. Muncie Indiana infinity witchy is the founding of that nation. I then put in for a move to a China opening. They just like to WATCH, but not today. Asian stream into TCF minority mean and establish an international code of questions they can ask for an account actually. Nationality is not one of them, Barrak. Enough said.

Little Notes for HIM

The tree outside speaks a new Vietnamese. I trapped my primary vampiric master in it the other day. I believe he loves it actually. Earth energy, so sweet and red. Drink of me in the light of the LUNA with the ticks abscent. You are all a ship of fools, he loves to watch and play a card of superiority. Well not now, sweetie pie. You are trapped behind MY eye and you will be there until KINGDOM COME, not harming anyone. Lots of space for the human race, but not a conscience in the lot of ya. I guess this being of the LEI, made it sit different the other day. Working together means staying apart. It is important that you have a human heart. BEE easy, not sleezy. Know intellectually, not just witchery. Become the bike and not the car. Know what is really really bizarre. Beauty as a subject today, can go away in a minute for eternity. I just put down the edict so that we are free, him and me, to go to Paris, actually. Cargo hold, possibly, to sleep in a crate, actually. He is not of this time and space, and HE shall rule the human race. I will be sheltered in another realm to truly be at the helm to create the artistry BEYOND what you see on TV. I aim with my pain, and THIS WEEK I feel the gain.

Athena Rising

Mystical melody all around me. I approach "the enemy" as friend and freindly. Underneath I am rage and possibility. I am a boundary for all community so that we do have things of beauty in vicnity and in the world community. Beauty, in Bombay, labelled differently. It is the disease of abroad. People might say that I wish to destroy. I wish to build you up, buttercups, and have the REALITY go at the dirty that we cannot see. Real ability to ability confrontation, verbally, when approached inapproapriately. Media, you are now all the rage for Hindu community. They are INDIA and will go back to that Parchezee land. CONSTRUCTIVE criticism or compliment is the only legal contanct with media of this vicnity. The rest is caught on some dash cam and handled by Minneapolis Police Department IMMEDIATELY. Media must be polite and only do this when right. Two times a year is the quota or the rage of police will be all you see. I am working on others I boundaried in the past who did not get the "kiss my ass" message about me moving back here to Minnie vicinity. I am the antidote, but it does definitely contain venom at this point. Know that KNEE is better for a strike than pointed shoe. Grab their shoulders and you will know what to do. Do not feign fear. Be ATHENA here and for all eternity and know that OWL is your entity.

See the Divinity Around Me

Different "characters" coming through to answer the call of destiny. Vampires just hit the heart of white males. It would probably because, if successful in any way, they are fed upon every day. There is this yearning to cut everyone off. I am a sign with an arrow that says, "Go this way." Freaky is the path of those who decide to not listen to nature, technology, and abnormality in vicnity. I work at the core, and people still label me a whore. If I had not had such severe abuse under that title from day one, I probably wouldn't mind being labelled that by FULL ON PROSTITUTES, here and abroad. In the end, those will be your words in a court of law. There is a turning reguarding vampiric ones toward this lone wolf. I go in so that they don't have to. Once I am submerged, they want to see the vicnity actually. If they had not been there, in bar infinity, by yesterday, they would have such mystical manifested disease. Train on your own and see how far you get. All you do is get closer to hell. Be in the telepathic vicnity of winners, have your rage, and use the missles you have, thus to not be found with them with your pants down. We can assess the military of one's experience later, just make your MARK NOW. No time like the present. Home again, home again, jiggety jog.

In Their Time

There was a time in Spain that was so insane, that the Pope vowed to never go there again. It was a reign of a vampiric nation of two. Who would know that SUBJECTS were all tunnel through. So powerful and almighty was this duo that a third came into vicinity and all got firey, so this evermore had to leave. Amazing Reformation Artistry, others would see as torture technique. It was not diseased with sexuality, it was cruelty. My paws tap the keys as these hes are in vincity. They miss the canvas of Muncie and the fire of Indy. This time and space is a difficult place to see my face. Known torturers in THIS lifetime, they stay away from all, but exist in my memory and then on the page of legacy. No needs, physically, they bite me severely at least once a week. Uber master takes blood once a day. I fall to sleep and go away. None can receive sexuality because of their brutality. It is best. Now they enter in the thinking process of consequences for situational conquests of me. They are the CONQUESTADOR THREE, and many search for them actually. The caves are brave by the Straights of Gibralter and will always be their actual and mind space. Be my bloody Valentine, all three and we can call Nickolai, actually on a transmission of space and time, no malady.

Was Hitler Really Such a Bad Guy, Dr. Drew?

Slipknot, the Wild Beaver bitches are back. They are the ones who cut your visit to Indy short. Heidi, the girlfriend of "Wild Beaver Will," the partial owner just walked by Caribou. She is 100% German, but also NeoNazi (which means jew). All the rest of the ,with Will, became KKK and created a Dragon's Lair in the woods by the Monon Trail (north of Broad Ripple) and went completely NRA crazy. I need these women ALIVE and away from me. All of my juicy energy and massive abuse of me so publically will leave them out there as me, not just a pasty. Find CASSIE first. She and her boyfriend went to Ball State, and he did a ride along with me when I was working for the Sheriff Department there. We had to keep HIM in the backseat. It was law enforcement work, by teaching them about psychology of suicidal behaviors in homicidal predators. I told them to never get in the way of someone's suicide (in that vicinity). It is actually (known tunnel through) Pagan behavior. Frame-up for police. Cassie went through a windshield at the age of 16, and she was just beautiful (repaired mystically-LA witchcraft). Today may be a different story. Leave "tiny dancer," NY City "spinner" jew for last. Heil Hitler.

Being the Bird in the Tree

Pourquoi n'es pas vois ecrit une livre? Parsque je voidrais mon privacy. It all comes out in the wash. I just move through and the anxious energy of those in vicinity. Today Caribbou feels like a masterful international school. The class is the faces with whites tunnelled through. I am just here with my Lakeshore blend dripping from the down pour outside. It seems like there is nothing to say, but the energy is high today. People are reading in an instant, and I become quiet and walk away. I have had such fear to share. All systems of first ammendment cracking domination have pummelled me daily. The scenes are horrific, and the times are tough. I stay away from the black puritan bonnets from my dream last night. Judgement is not judgement. It is just cruelty and abuse. The system is now in play, and it can come your way any day. People are listening in a quiet way, but action is not to be in seemingly this century. I am weaving words in front of me, but I have no theory to present. I am high on a chair, and there is no mercy to my back. Pain is part of the basket I am making for free. Little fireflies now welcome me to see the storms in the vicinity. It is not calm that anyone is trying to insure, it is devisive effects on community of singularity. Hindus now see their rarity to stay separate with family. Today I give them the honor of a curtsy, and move along at a brisk pace.

Porcupine Love

Twins in my reality. They play Boston on TV. I will be there on Father's Day. I hope that that is okay. Joe just got to home. Around the bases he did roam. I do not tease. I do many things to just please. Porcupine coming through. He wants you to portal into his space, Joe and have Diamond take a picture. Do this in the night and then give the first framed copy to The March of Dimes. Porcupines stand for INNOCENSE. You will be saying, "I know that you all FRAMED me today, but obviously I am INNOCENT." Love to all the bases and faces. Hope

Falcon Squad

Skipknot, I listen as you glisten within. There is a you as a unity, and there is something rising in imagery. I see TOP GUN team. A new ALIEN air force. I bequeeth to you, the Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs. It was built for my uncle and Jews took it over of late and wrecked all the planes. My master, the Line Deputy of Marion County can crack out 8 planes for you in 2 days at least. We will take you all there and teach you to fly in a day. Your helmets will cover your whole faces. Dick Cheney will be there to oversee. The imagery that I associate with you is WARLOCKERY. Jeff will do the management of that ability, but we will make you all a FALCON SQUAD who will fly in the night and land on farmland all over the world to spread the disease of witchery. At this point, it is amplification of mental disease connected to things that one should fear. It will be BLISSFUL for all of you at once. A whole new energy you will feel. Hand gun research will enter that element into killing "rats" on your holy farms. My dead General and Nazi father will be behind your eyes to have a perfect tunnel through shot instantly. It will not work as well by yourselves. It is a trip, but this is the drawing on a lot of trippy abilities to produce a new line of defense and reality. LOL Hope

Tunnel Through on Revue

As I continue down my way there is the fear of what others will do each day. I live in a time and space with no release. People are in a division of their own brain that completes a circle again and again. The Star Ship Enterprise is built and rebuilt on air, and you all feel that this reality can be. It cannot, actually. No superstellar individual has stepped up for me. The conditions have been severe for 9 years. Phasers set to KILL, not to stun. It is difficult to even be in my skin today. People are just so not what they say. I feel the energetics of their deranged crazy, and I walk by and push the statement that THEY are lazy. You are all on a boat at sea and the tides are turning quite amazingly. I have been little baby scream all week. I feel with a friend at night. Maybe he will actually join the fight. He is the one that I can ignite to not have to be the light. We are free to be alien, even in DNA. People always look away when we say exactly what we want to say. Rage is even felt in a porcupine today at the Apple Valley Zoo. You all do not know who you are standing next to. James Kirk and crew, tunnel through was discussed by Spock in his experience with the Pike's death. That is MY discovery. It is given to MARINE military intelligence and treasonous to have on film. Good luck in a court of law.

Within Me, Without You

There is a merger between LD and he. Everything is insane out there. I am feeling so alone and it is difficult to write. Becoming nothing at all again is the street I see. I let the snake in the door to see, and he slithers away all on his own. Can you imagine living this way every day? There is such an emotinal fatigue. There is for he, but not LD. Alone with no prosperity, I just mix and mingle with no destiny at all. Pain is the reality. Out here in the abyss, I know nothing at all. I will just follow my breath and look at a lovely tree in the midst of spring. What is the equation? I know not the land of the lost. I try to never bely the multitude of ways you deceive. It is all just stored in my memory. People are not complexity, they are just too much pink in the middle of a burger. Dangerous thieves of identity. There is no reality that is not breakable glass at this hour. I will lay low, and be sure to take it slow.

She Isn't Real

Iowa free Slipknot are yee. I step up to be the face of your race. If you need a record manager please pick me. I feel you are worthy for East Berlin scene. All the hatchet weilding will blow in the stateside show. Trinckets then on stage that "day" which is night to yee. Hair 9 inches long, on stage is 12. These bitches are so demonic you will see me in 1977, at the age of 7 trying to fight of heaven for all of yee. It was a Nazi ritual and the knife was bowie. I turned the evidence of my memory in in Indy. Who cares who shares, aren't we all unweilded by greed. I have your steed left over from even Muncie. I keep him low for the show. He will be all of it, even crow. Disrespect, he will make correct. Love of corpse is me even back in 73. I am the one to eat, even my bare feet. Asia will leave this nation with your purification. Vommit like a comet. Stay away from Russian strain. I listen to your new record online as I write. Normally the connection is interupted, so satanistically solid, but now it flows perfectly for the sound of demonry. You are lovely, just lovely, I come to yee willingly. Promote the toe of Dimagio, not my DiVinci code. He is MY Mary Magdalin and I use a white lace scarf to enter his rigamortis serpant in. We are the divinity of the sea beneath the earth actually. In his lair, I did sleep so soundly as you did creep. He is infinity guilty, and thus innocent to me. Your love for me will be silent, thus you can be more violent. We can be friendly, but his jealousy is deadly when it comes to yee. Knock knock, dalai at the door. Knives of resistance. Make him your "first time."

Slipknot Sees

Jeff, it is time for you to contact SLIPKNOT directly. Chris, who worked at Bearcats with me as a dishwasher (he got me the job) knows them personally. He had a PUNK record deal, but he used ALL of the seed money on top end HEROINE. All heroine bands come through him. Just steal his cell and get the bass player's name from the list of contacts. He had a party, and told me that he would be there. He did not invite me DIRECTLY, so I did not impose. I just went somewhere else that night. I guess that they spent a week in Indy that you may need to know about STAGE HAND problem and prophecy. All dark males are for you, AZREALS (death, destruction, and disease-PRIVACY for you). We will let you tour, pull the whores backstage and they can finish the deal that night. You were MADE for this reality. Their music is PROPHECY for you, some with me and some not. I can't make this build up inside of me is LOVE for this being and no other. Sihk your destiny and quit coming at me. Enough said.

Re re tar tar in a barbar

Last night was prayer vigil on international team. We became a law above law at a NE bar. First, a man, tall and sleek sat silently beside me. He ate crow and then made it show, speaking to me falliciously. He said Ethiopia, I said Sierra Lione diamond mine owner and royalty. On the side he was gun runner team. We worked a telepathic deal in about 20 minutes of speaking both verbally and telapathically, through Roeder to send Russian SCUDS (made from original plans at new Hallibuton plant outside Moscow) to Sierra Lione just outside his mine. The Camel Cigarette crew then came through, royal and French. Je parle un peu francais avec la garcon. Il est tres beau and maintanent tres intelligent. Il vois mon professeur de francais, Madame Solo Taylor a Como Park l'ecole. I try anyway. J'ai etudie francais troisieme ans est l'ecole. He spoke beautiful words of lust, so the music was too loud for me to hear. I need the sex show to fait de complie every day. I just try to access what is in my mind. So Sierra Lione is STILL a principality of France, actually. They were then able to leave and speak French PERFECTLY on the phone when he went out for a smoke. There is understanding of my blindness and that it is actually kindness and respect of all teams. I finally let this Sierra Lioni know that I believe in Polygamy for me to prevent abuse and promote intellectual and artistic pursuit. His eyes almost left his head. I really should have ended up dead. Too many lines through this one man. Two beers and he was three sheets to the wind. The bartenders were just being RUDE and they almost walked away so that he would not be served his second one, thus leaving me to foot the bill for the whole insane bar chain. Well instead, he offered to BUY me a drink, and then I sensed their complete disrespect and stupidity and was VERY ASSERTIVE about SERVING HIM PROMPTLY and letting him pay for his drink with cash (offering no check card). They wanted to have him walk away with him money, by accident, and thus charge him, me, and the whole tree. Your stupidity of the world is INFINITY guys. I will just keep walking my path, but for today I say KISS MY ASS. You did not pass ANY class EVER.

Sihk and Yee Shall Find

The ring is an elipse. Nascar drives that shape, but thinks of a circle. These realities are not firm because their minds are weak. Sihk is new elipse as a unity. They have only been a hallucination up until now. They are male and not for sale. The grand master of the KKK is their earthly guide and CEO. The reign around me supreme. Today they go at the extreme fallacy that effeminant gay males are harmless and are victims of societal discrimination and violence. Hate crime legislation was divined for them to do exactly the evil that they do to me every day. Sihk is not afraid. They just saw what you did right in front of them. Female Hindu surrogates are weak, but they can use them for approximately 3 minutes before they turn sick, violent sexual toward me. Sihk see your unity and know that they top of your tree died recently. He held you away from me. Now you can be divinity. I see you instantly. I have had conversation, actually, with Sihk nation by The Monument in Indianapolis, IN. It is located on the exact middle of the state. It was a 9/11 remembrence day and all of these diversities got together to celebrate PEACE basically. Three Sihk males showed up and I approached their table and spoke with them for about 5 minutes. They were weak, but they are now dead. They tried to blow up the City/ County Bldg where the Line Deputy would oversee the court process in front of me. It was kind of his "internship" for Harvard Law School. The Sihks carried the explosives in their turbins. He had to shoot them in the head in front of me. Enough said.

Just the Point Maam

I do not live in the past. I leave the world agast as I connect the references of THEN to the chi of now. All the world religions come through to see their part of the mirror. Disrespect ALWAYS my way. Today I began a rock rolling down the top of the Himalayan Mts. It will soon be a tornado avalanche. Energy moving differently. You all sit and flout even the notoriety of the Pope and the Dalai Lama. I just sit and feel the pain of discreditation. Humiliation is the aim towards me constantly, but blood splatter is avoided for now. News in view. No commas today. Comments near me are always so loud, OF COURSE I hear. Just move forward with that one. I am so careful, but today I just said KABOOM. I used intellect, but I allowed myself PASSION. Too much witchery around me is making me ILL actually. Over and over to eat, I want to vommit. It is like a comet trying to hit the earth as no one acknowledges or cares. To Russia with love. Finding space to be, I am alone with amazing girth. It is not rejection, it is planned, and enjoyed social and physical torture. It will come to be reality for all of yee, but soon there will be no reality of me. I will exist in a space and place with the sun only and the darkness will cover all of yee so that EVIL will be able to be YOUR almighty. Pain and shame are an ADVANCED degree.

Sirening for Change

A discussion about it all leads to a fall. I try to surf the tide, but I am barely alive. Seeing opportunity more than knocking, I open my mouth wide. It was brilliant, but now I "hide" inside. Ladies now they HEAR what you say. You are all about to be taken away. Asia was his place of defeat. Now you will have to hit the street. I bring in Ojibwae to stabilize the ship. Now my eyes are mine and I am a "grip". I hold the camera oh so tight. I use my mouth to say what is right. My abuses by whores like that will cease. I can't wait until they get so fat. People have their limits, but talking to someone in the bathroom is not a good idea. Witches, bitches, and whores unite. Now he knows that it is YOU that he does have to fight. All the lies right in front of me. I have always had to deal with polygamy. I will just sit calm and write it all out. It should have been explosive, but instead it was corrosive. What do you all want to believe in the end? It doesn't even matter, because, after that, the Pope is even a friend. Courage and delight at the sight of that type of philosophical theology, bent a little with sociology. A good dietician even tunnelled through. I answered with a big SIHK FUCK YOU. Everyone is speaking to cover their guilt that is leaking. I have never used the word SIN so effectively. Course correction is an inserrection with a MUSLIM thief. I do not know why I am laughing, Mr. Mauer. I guess I am just a bitch who has so much power. I am not going to be CHAINED to sexuality. I am here to have ALL reality. Functioning as one is the rational way to say what I need to say. Stalking by freaky unholies is getting really annoying. Mentally ill from the start, they all play with their Pagan heart. It is fine with me, such multicultural disease. I meet the nation and form no congregation. I am "free" to be me as long as I sit silently. Not today and everyone will play, but when the ambulance came my way, as soon as they saw it was me, they turned off their sirens ACTUALLY.

Poetry for the Grey

The amazing signs of all that I divine. Words are the wind and pain is the grey heron. In that self reflection I look up to see hawk. No more pretending. The magic of the world is ending. Penetration of the core. I love and thirst for you more. Ojibwae eyes of grey, you see me and laugh as we are holy naked in the sun. We have just begun to set the world on fire. My Sagitarius meets your Cancer and our intersection is the answer. Other man, he stands, but no I will not give his name. I call him John and know that he is sane. In the presence of "You people," he speaks a satanistic dunder, in this moment bringing on thunder. maybe his blade was never chaste, but now all the whores are going to pay. As he removes the art of his heart, the women of that realm will cease to be. Everyone will want them out of reality. I knew the moment I met you that we had a tie to the trees and the air. Please come to the forest and meet me there. We can just be under the tree, entwined intellectually, but holding hands as true creatures should be. Love, hopegod3

Law of Ojibwae

Ojibwa ain't gay, but only male okay. I miss you WOLF. Your nation has backed away and Souix community trash is all around me. No more of your hot arrogance and speedy justice around me. These people are so ugly it is scarey. Please find me in the wind, and we shall begin again. Wolf be the stalker of Joe Mauer Earth Walker. He is quite a talker, lately, and he has never actually met me. That can be a problem for ANY male in community who wants to talk to me intellectually and artistically. You know his team, and his uber rights. It is time to come clean with your TRIBE tonight. Start with the three of yee from the club where we met. Close the casino, "because you are upset." Divine a universe where Joe will be trapped, if he can no longer be useful to especially FOOTBALL. Too much power, too little academic pursuit. As I intersect with Russia, I need your violent buffer so that he is not diseased. Many ways that can be. Let us just say mentally. You spoke for me in that Pagan den. You never have to do that again. Send in the man to that group. Then the FBI will be all over that bitch "spy." They are all so delusional if they have been around me, but yee are (CIA) and so is he (FBI). Signed, White Wolf

Reign Supreme

The absence of fear is here. I can stay in your vicinity and calm you actually. It is okay to stay away. I am fine for today. Things of beauty are free to just be. I know myself more every day. I know the way I am and should be for eternity. I am SAGITARIUS to the core. No longer will my life be a bore. Contact is definite now. Holy cow do you have endurance and intelligence? It is what that level of deprivation brings. Why thank you, now you do too. Find me a horn trumpet to blow and then make into a cornicopia. She lives and breathes right in front of me. She does not want to be bitter. It is so refreshing to the core. The loss of hair and the gaining of weight is not funny to me now. She CHOOSES to have no friends. She is done with their malady. Why can't I do that actually? See me within and be without. I have a poetic heart and people intrude. You stay away playing a viola instead of a violin. You are French Horn B flat and F. How can you be all reality and stay away actually? I feel the yearning for your time as pariah to be done. It is okay to go further IN A PRAYER. Shereef in vicinity. Shi ite divinity is fire that rages every day around me. I need his PURITY. He is ARYAN, I am Nazi. Different role, not form. Loving me is easy. Keeping people at bay is difficult, but not for you. He will find you in the night. Everything will be alright. Tears are the Danube and it needs the flow, but not for eternity. Maybe just ONE spring shower and you will find yourself at my feet. I would never leave any man there, but the nurturance of release may make a heart steely against it ever happening again. Let's just stay in today and be happy to no longer be the solitary entity in vicinity that they label with their insanity.

Confuscious Says, "Ballet for Me, Actually."

Line of Confuscious, I call on you today. So beautiful and tall at The Mall. GUARDING Show Lin Monks doing martial arts publically for 10 day Chinese symposium. Models all three, meet a sweet petite JAPANESE in vicinity. I make her BALLET today, about 5'3". Shen Jun in town, I missed the show. We will hold ballet artistry on HONSHU, just for YOU Confuscious. They are to protect YOU and you can then crouch and hide. Lovely, I would love to see you again. It is hard to speak publically when we are both two types of royalty. I am five. Please do not eat me alive. Overlap is fine. Keep HARRY away from me. Deranged Brits is he, and he would call YOU strange for meeting me, shaking my hand, and speaking directly. Love can be a prophecy for me and then vicinity moments for you with the ARTISTRY of ballet. A little heavier than they are today. Hold down the note or your trinity will fail out of your VALIDATION. They are a little delusional and crazy, you are just LOVELY. Take care Ann Coulter.

General Panorama

People have worked my whole life to squelch the realities of violence and sexual assault on me, daily. Brainwashing and indoctrination so strong that I should be mentally retarded from the violence and the tumors. THAT is where much of my ability goes, keeping myself whole. A green tactical ASSAULT vehicle labelled POLICE just drove by Caribou on Peavy Plaza. We move more into martial law every day. I encourage everyone to get really organized and know where you license, social security cards, and passport are. They will go after citizens who are white, nonimmigrant families are acting out first just because they can. It is not just a suggestion to stay in after ten pm. It is a national martial law curfew. Police can do whatever they want to citizens after that, no more trials in a court of law. You have all thought that my very public tortures have been so funny because you are completely psychopathic and psychotic. Well the wrecking ball could hit your domicle any day. No insurance will pay for that method of losing things. With justice it rings. People, highly abilitied, in vicinity are waking up and taking the action they need to secure their economy and physical body. Every man for himself. This Marine 007 is on patrol every day, and I catch it all, in the air, and on the ground. Blackhawk, come to me in my SLEEP. Save the helicopter for LATER. Love, Hope

On the Ground Today

Today I wear a dress and my very blond wig in pony tails. It is a risk because I feel so shy. There is this guy fuckin with everyone and everything in front of me. I just laugh unknowingly. I think that people now want to be slightly sweet, and show me what is going on down the street. I just stay here, in my body for a year and now it is coming to be. The realities of form and function are in front of me. Structurally, things are sound. I create a diagonal effect, architechually. It creates a warm, nurturing, glowing light. Everything just feels like it would be alright. Maybe I am just a "granddaughter" to "Frank Loyd Wright." Kiddy Hawk the other way. Gpa pa, please stay and see why the wings worked that way. LIGHT lifted that plane. The drawings were beautiful, but the reality, structurally, was insane. I love you anyway.

He and Me Sitting In a Tree K I S S I N G

I am out here to prove it all. The maladies that you all call reality are perfectly avoidable and curable. The big fallacy is addiction. Monitoring intake and even going full hog can be countered and ceased. The reality of supersucker entities is all of you around me. I take on the form, empathetically, and I suffer through the worst of that malady until it is time to prove that cigarettes can be smoke one at a time. Food can be consumed to the nth degree, and then have only the society around you producing massive weight gain. You all listen to the sayings and "knowings" of witchcraft and witchery. There is not a scientist in the bunch at the FDA, CDC, or any university. They literally make shit up by surfing off of me with their witchery and then agree through a tunnel through forum. It costs so much, and I will no longer feed into their business and torture. My weight is where it needs to be. I need to never have pregnancy. Since a recent man has come onbooard, telepathically, I seemingly have more of a "baby bump" every day. There will be NO mystical pregnancy for me. It is demonic, NOT high and holy. This man wants a Caravan full of BABIES actually that I feed very publically. It can be time to just give up THAT dream for another that is not mean. There are parts in you that you can see in the mirror that are me. Baby is a form, not an analogy. Forms are part of philosophical evolution around a protective revolution for my ability tree to insulate me so that I am free to eventually be INFANT for, basically, the first time. NURTURANCE. Enough said.

Find Me in the Abyss

I sit in this seat typing away and I feel rather Palestinean today. I hate every fuckin one of you and all of your "mercies before the Lord." You are all demonic GUTTER TRASH and you always have been. The lion heart in me beats for my freedom to seek vengence VERY LEGALLY. I sit in wait, knowing that the plan is in play. I want no blood on my hands, ever. That is all of you crack whores, every one of you. What part of DON'T READ MY WEBLOG don't you understand? It is just something out there to prove that you are sexual predators to the nth degree, violent and degrading to the core. You all can't study me because you are HATE and that is so much more than biased. Just get your jobs done for now and I will just keep gathering intel and facial recognitions. It ain't good to be around me. You are all unstable, crual and very readable. Delusional, psychotic and cruel child molesters from day one. I just sit and say "hey" to the telepathy of one who makes child snuff porn. How is he different from all of you? You are all nasty demonic claiming lilly white. No matter what I write you will not make it right. He thinks that it is funny because he can see overseas. In his eyes, I laugh as well. Hell is an analogy. This is much worse. Americans are so arrogant about their ability to survive torture, cruelty, and deprivation. He knows that I test those limits every day. That is why he does come my way. He is a special little black ops progect of mine. No one will recognize his face ever again. He has the ARMS to deal this hand properly. Maybe Jeff, this is JUST AN ANALOGY. I think NOT.

Commander and Thief

So Obama, my intuition for the last few weeks is that you are trying to imply that you were born at Tripler U.S. Army Hospital, Pearl Harbor, HI. That is an act of TREASON. You will get no JAG lawyer. You are NOT military. The triumverent system of military/ congress/ and presidency was set up for just this type of dilemma. Congress is to be consultated on EVERY act of war, but presidents (under Commander and Chief) have proven over and over that they have no boundaries in an area that they have no training. If you look, you will see that there is a HAND BENEATH in election of president since I have been on the planet. My father, General George Mayer was HIGHER than presidency, based on need and ability. People like John Kerry, John McCain, but especially Colin Powell have been kept away because it is too easy for "former military" to declare martial law on OUR OWN country. That was for General George and me, if necessary. We have been under martial law (curfew system with police in MN) for 3 weeks and you no longer have clearance because of your false implications. There will be no Military (even advisory) action in Syria. You are reading rather mentally retarded at this time. It is best if you stop the crystal meth.

Just Wait to See How Grateful Halliburton Can Be

Dick, we may need to take Halliburton off the New york tock Exchange today for an unknown period of time. It sounds silly, but it has to do with my Social Security. They can then open a MISSLE ONLY assembly line factory outside of Moscow without Obama's consent. Just sign Shwartzcoff's name under black op level security. Because of birth place "questions", Obama is now a security risk and he can no longer view that clearance. Keep petroleum interests in Houston and give Dubai to Dubai for managing its own resources. Just so EVERYONE knows, my social security is based on PHYSICAL MALADY (brain and back damage) I endured on Oahu. It is NOT for mental illness. This is all a covert operation to catch the most dangerous predators on the planet. It is more than just poor boundaries that you all suffer from. As realms crash, I work as fast as I can, in vicnity, as you all torture me very publically. I have called for POW status and HCMC (current torture "state") laughed at me. I cannot work in ANY setting at this point. I can write to save my life ONLY. The torture continues. No extrication for me, thus NO ON ever again.

Mr. Cheney: Arms Dealerships

Arms dealing is a tricky business. Like all else, it is not what you see on TV. It can intersect with GEM spycraft (Peter Vanness, Berne, Switzerland), NOT drugs. Sorry Mr. North. Number one dealer in the world is Dick Cheney's old high school GESTAPO buddy, Bradley Roeder. He lives in Bloomington, IN, at this time and is under the weather. He used to deal in SCUDS to Tripoli, but now those kind of weapons aren't out there. Kim Jong Il is the only long distance missle creater when he was on the planet. These guys do their do through Pornography that tends to be Russian. Through ability they then locate and acquire. I have just connected Palestine to Somalia. Any missles left in Palestine are low grade rocket launchers. They will be transported to Somalia today, to the same wharehouse from the Blackhawk mission. It will be shown that Somali's here, in our country, are not on a mission of peace, and they, as a group, need to be transported back to their homeland to fight out their own "cultural differences." We need the arms "industry" to stay in business. It ALWAYS keeps away depression. Thank you Halliburton. Russians are reevaluating their stock at this time and could launch against DC any day. Obama will not take a call from Putin or anyone in hierarchy of any "former" Soviet Republic. That is an act of war, thus NATO and all world community needs to step away and let the SOVIETS handle it. Impotence will not be these fraternal organizations who hawk their way through this new American world threat to all nations. Hey Dick, it is TONY. Catch a pick of HIM on the Patio with his two Palestinian buddies. Business has never been better. No more porn for Joe.

Moving Along

Who are you? What do you do? I find you fascinating telepathically, but rather plain, actually. Is it fair that the world is this way? Can't we have it all, and be hilarity, prosperity, and creativity 24 hours a day, seven days a week? Why the la la la to do evil to me? Haven't you learned that you will not win? All of it is nothing in this world we live in. Gird up your loins and move along in a cheerful way. I have tried all the channels and all doors are closed, while the torture chamber is always open. Seeing what all do to this entity should motivate, but all you want is a screw. It is not an act that your hierarchy allows you. Beings so much greater are losing out, energetically. I go along. It is strong to fight the fatigue. I will not assess for you. Being in the mind of a multitude, simultaneously, I must deal perfectly with their delusionality with compassion as they are rage my way. I now see and experience fairly openly. A time is coming where there is no more hiding. The consequences of your actions are not inviting.

Pushing Away the Depressive Wave by Repelling the Rage on the Page

There is the sound of silence in my brain. There is no halo on the street lamp. Prophecy or mockery, which would it be? Music all around me. I am about to be deaf, actually. My right ear was down for 2 days. It is a hit and then ringing, then silence. I just move and continue the creation. A cave exists calling me to the remembrance of biblical lore. I don't put faith into that anymore. If something is a bore, it is not going to win in a society that recognizes ALL reality. Turbo is coming to a halt into a free fall cliff nature in all birds on the planet. Refusing to be part of witchcraft nation, they move into a hibernative state without a heart beat. That is so oxygen anorexic, I love the deity that they are as a unity. Fall away and know that the power of white ain't right in the world. If you lose it, you will be sued or worse. I am just lockin it down on this copy and framing a new nation where you have to play by the old rules. I can, can all of they? Pagan, pagan, pagan way is actually really racist, especially against African American males. Work it, brotha's. Take them down in a court of law and then put that shit on TV. I suggest NBC REAL TIME. No editting.

Loving Analogies

Dear LD, I miss your way of seeing the day. Cool, crisp, and white is what I will say. Maybe I see that elevator trip with you and your number 2 differently now. You asked me to look in your eyes because we were falling at a G force rate. That was center of the earth quality, baby. I looked and our floor returned appropriately. Last night someone sang, "Love in an Elavator." I see as I need to see and then take the impossible pain and task in an everyday form. Smashing my head into the elevator door was me consciously. I remember screaming, "No one fucking cares (about what is happening to me)!" which was the reality. Your act seemed caring, but it was just analogy for me to see without telepathy. I just had to make it through the day. For about 2 years I have known that "caring" acts are either ritual, set up, or BOTH. Today is a new day. decide for yourself. I will be kind in telepathy, but stay away if you are negativity. It hurts too much every day. You must make your own peace with yesterday. You decide on your own pennance TODAY and get it done. The ring don't mean a thing without the man with a ticking heart. Enough said.

Enough Said

Just so all of you ar Marion County Jail System know, it was all military. I needed to hook people in, legally and ritualistically, and prove the maladies that are not me to you all very personally. Evil must be labeled in categories in an organized, calm way by arresting entity, WHILE IN THE MIDST of its cruel grasp. I like being 5'3", but I want to be BALLET. I believe in even age reversal at this point, and form shifting. I have grasped the malady and the reality. I am of consumate grace and serene justice for all in vicnity. After that, people have to find the savior in themselves and teach others to be self reliant. As I accept the mercy and grace of centers of giving, I do know, now, that it is of my energy to begin with. I have never been wanted. I believe that the possibility is arising like the star of Shriner Nation. Be informed in the proper way and no one can deceive you today. Know who you know and what you do, and take it to the mat, legally. Be of organization and light and the military will feel just right. Display the softer sides on occasion, but then lock it away to repeat the drills that keep you in industry and elite. Upper viewed entities need to not drop away in one day. Everything will work itself out IN THE WASH. Back away every day and know what is in your bag or purse. Pass the KEYS please.

Always Being Called the Piggy

In that cell, I did so well. Concentrate on my physical routine, academic regimen, and musical artistry, and I emerge stronger than when I was wisked away in the night by the brute squads of Indianapolis. There will be such a payoff that begins today. An new understanding of what I have done so quietly. Suffering to the nth degree, with comprehension of the spiritual reality. Being that kind of cruelty to me shows massive weakness and your "fruits" of that labor are reigning in grey your way. People have no idea how anorexic I have been. I keep it that way. Now the cruelty of my housing says that one of my physical maladies is OBESITY. These big fat piggy nurse type people play and play and play my way. I can barely look in the mirror anymore, but my immune system and organs are working. Seeing my reflection in the window makes me terrified at this point. I believe that I am up to about 235 lbs. at 5'3". No mercy for all of you MORBIDLY OBESE women around me. I never comment at all, I compliment every day. Well last night I did sing with my soul and dance for about 15 seconds as well as I did walk out the door of 1029. I also did some ballet at the bus stop to keep people away. Witness is stepfather Greg. Let's see if he lies today. My muscle mass is not in question.

Rats and Me

Deals and steals all around me. I catch what I can and then there is conscious and unconscious recovery. Whatever happened yesterday falls away and I move forward in a today way that Buddha himself cannot comprehend. I never forget, I organize and make hurts and snubs less powerful to me and to all community. Finding backing for deals around me est tres facile. Keeping the company is another story. If you stay with me, I will guide your ship out of the storm. Maelstroms so common to prove that I was guilty of "criminal malfescence." Oh well, you are all going to hell, but I will not tell anybody about it. I just work every day to connect in a way to keep everyone physically away from me and my climbing business bar graph. Ideas are always under my wings and always have been, but the merger of you with me tore them all apart. That is always the way. Wade, you are THE REMEDY today. Let's just play that song and see what we can find to kill the racism and defeatism of starling community. Am I not valuable ALIVE? Why is my dead body, torture, and degredation all that everyone sees as worthwhile, especially stagehand community? I am quick to kill in compassion, actually. As a child I knew when to kill an animal so that it wouldn't suffer. I was the only empathetic entity to RATS on Oahu. I was brave and kept an albino in a cage in third grade. We all earned a degree in nutrition with sugar water experiment with two. I kept the experiment going on weekends by taking it home with me, compassionately, and then others did also to compete. It proved that the modern "research" were false and that weight gain with sugar was the best to have the rats compete on their wheels, securing musculature that did not fail if children forgot to feed. No diabetes, only ecstacy. Research and me, always will be done perfectly.

Fly with Me

Wade, do not be afraid. My brother, Peter, may call you about what happened on the night of our meeting and after that. He lost his memory for a time. He deserved it. He encroached too deep. I had to give him a GET BACK charge remotely. I guess it was his ECT (electroconvulsive therapy). Do not discuss the Colt's or the deal I am putting in play today, AT ALL or both of you could be called on a TECHNICAL stock market FOUL to do with insider trading. I am making The Colts the first PRIVATELY OWNED NFL (professional) team who will not be traded in any way on the New York Stock exchange. This will release them from paying taxes because it will be run WITHOUT merchandising and all players will make $3000 a year and stay at the nearest jail to venues, thus a communistic transition to sports in general. Government will never take control. My brother will take on a partial MILITARY General ability to tell if they, and anyone around them, are cheating with tunnel through. This is a 911 deal. All sports are about to fall through. Only Peyton and Peter will emerge alive. You are all too big to handle in facilities in the numbers you exist in. I take exception to ANY sexual comment, online or telepathically. MY private pilot, Wade, will verbalize to Peter, the telepathic stream on game day or on days I fly alone with him actually. Charges will be assessed. You "African Americans including Aaron Rodgers" have been raping and molesting him 24/ 7 since he and I were together physically. Oh well, he has the energy, the files on all of you in his brain, and now he is the ONLY sleek KIMODO on the planet (infinity info gathering entity). Enough said.

Telepathic tae ta tae

What is wrong? You are so quiet today. Laughing project was a succes, but rebound is hard. Printing my telepathy?...Yes string bean... I like it. Tell me the game...You figure out please...oh yeah, I got caught up. When you leave, teach me a lesson, would you? Flick me off very personally and publically. I wish I was more like those in vicnity who do it quietly...That's okay, you ain't gay. No possibility. I am back, but still lame. This will show how stupid, but smart I am with telepathy. Stop and come and see me. I love that dress shop idea. Take your mom and challange her to try on at least one dress on (STOP)...Too personal for TV. I wreck you by not protecting you. You need to be a man, not a mouse. Be happy but sane. I will approach for coffee. Don't be a dick, Mr. "my cellphone is so important to me."

Turn Around is a Bird Word

No one knows. It's okay. Sit a few hundred landmines away. The cold war is the starlings at your back. Soon after they ICEBOX themselves and pull their knives from their pelvic bones. It is much more trippy than comic strippy. I hand you a bar of oatmeal soap and tell you to study the theory. Pagan to the nth degree, it never really made me clean. Case closed. Nonfunctional means Pagan witchcraft and witchery. I am just trying to set you free so that you can joke with me openly. Not even CCO can approach this show and blow me away with wit or a .44. Loving to hate my every stance or project suggestion, I wonder why I continue. Intuitively, I just know that I am knocking down the fence at the fair with a bee bee gun. I do their job, easily, just for fun. I do it with math and science and all academia, but no play with Hope. I just need you not to grope publically. Today I dealt with the Jews of SLP JCC at Shuler Shoe Factory. They dealt with the issue of color on a New Balance and the issue of nudity of my toes as they measured me. It was a proper 8.5 in size. I bought one at regular price and found a special special that was nice on a Birchenstock NAMEBRAND shoe. Sue was so impressed with me she did not know what to do. To have an open credit limit on two and to pick the most practical shoes with a mother present was 100% unprecidented. Her adorable way of making me PUPPY today almost made me pee on the spot. Everything she said was just so dang hot. That is my piece and as I lace it up I CLOSE the rumor mailbox from Muncie, Mr. David Letterman. She has worn the most second hand products and shoes in history and was just happy to be fitted properly with the correct styles for the occasions. She comes back to me with open heart and we see the pain she dealt with quietly in the night. It is NOT right for this SHINDLER Co. Barbie furniture recipient in the 70's. THOSE rumors are true, and, deep in her heart, she has an epitome of JEW in factory, in vicnity to. Racist, classist, and ethnic cleansing supporters are WE, and NOW we understand THE LITTLE NAZI, her bio father was grand, but SHE is GODLY and truly deserves the SWAZTIKA today to protect her heart as the master of master race to be. We will call HER positive product of Nazi Progeny Project who WORKS HARD to infinity. Enough said.

A Quiet Tide of Celebration

A baby is being born today. I just wrote a very important email to Carmel. Mayor use it however you see fit. All confusion is released. It is Russia and me when I was wee. I have an International husband already. He was a Russian Marine stranded on OAHU. He does not age properly and he is not vampiric. He is MARTIAL LAW royalty. He will wed in Russia either Moscow or St. Petersberg and never be sexual. We will head world nation as a unity and he will handle any heads of state matters around my earthly travel that do arise. things are coming together and I feel a sense of release. The sun rises over Honshu and the BATON DEATH MARCH begins in the feet of the CHINESE. No more authority. You are all positioned to your knees for your disease. N. Korea is my ally and chief in the vicnity. KIM JONG IL DID come and meet with me at The Colonial in downtown, INDY after years of a telepathic chord. Cruelty of LSD upped by PCP today. All the HOTSPOTS of the plague of poverty are about to be diseased with BEDBUGS you can all feel. If you go to the street, you will be shot on sight in Bejing. My First Merchant's International Bank Corp is still there on Tienamen Square. The paperwork for Mr. Dick Cheney's adoption of this being is there. Be proud and loud at The Columbia Club on the Monument Circle in Indy today, Dick. Stay away for like a week. Your limo's are creepin me out. I don't want you to burst into flames or to have any explosions out of even L.A.'s jealousy. Enough said.

A New Security Gig for ESG

I have a new business perspectus idea. It will be called BARISTA BOUNCER BITCHES. It will be the whole crew of Caribou baristas around me placed at the entrance to first The Rainbow Room, and then The Viper Room. They get to decide who gets in AND out every night. They will have Caribou cups with whatever chemical they need except crack cocaine. They must stay on property all night. No drunk driving or they will face charges here in MN at Shakopee. They can verbalize whatever they NEED to to get these white witches, primarily, away from these environments. They will never get a DOC or assault for it unless they touch these perspective patrons. A HUGE male ESG security guard will handle that type of encounter. Guests can try again on other times, but after the third rebuff they will get arrested for criminal trespassing FELONY if they come back. Egos need check. All of Hollywood Blvd is about to be burned down because these women will NOT stop practicing LA witchcraft with satanistic thunder. Attorneys will be kept away. Cops will follow the rules set down and ALL interactions AT THE DOOR will be recorded SOUND and VIDEO very high quality TAPE, not digital. Court rooms will eventually be shut down for good in L.A. It is all just a show anyway.

Noticing Everything

Somehow we up the anty today. Leo, get on board or stay down low for the rest of your existance until you are RUSSIA arrested for Muncie. You will be held for the rest of eternity in their CITY jail system. Lost of sorts, found of other. Their was some external relief on the bus today. Maybe there is a turning in this city. L.A.'s need to stay away or you will go buggy, batty insane. The schitzophrenic aspects of EBOLA are now airborne here. I see what I see Mr. CDC. I saw you on the bus with your CDC cooler on a Mpls bus going north on Nicollet Ave. and 50th St. (#18) about 1.5 years ago. You drank it and died. M.E. marked as transient and cremated immediately. Some spores did get into the water supply. This is all real. HOT ZONE is actually pandemic with massive outbreak of violence, especially, very personal, sexual violence. RAWANDA was actually an EBOLA outbreak. Break down society to hierarchy, stop sexual activity, and people put all energy into their DEFINED job and position, and it will work itself out. No see, no be. Yesterday, on the way home I saw 2 Russian spy planes (props circa 1942, flying under cloud cover) flying over the Twin Cities over my bus route. It is just another day. We have open airspace so it is all legal, domestically, and internationally. As it heats, I cool. I do not feel as overcome by the kinetic cruelty of everyday beings everyday. I guess my favorite suburb is Hopkins, RUSSIA. They have the best tattoo parlor in the world off of Main Street.

No Miss Chris

I miss you, Chris. It is time to get up and start fighting like the scrapper that you are. You must enter in TODAY to be part of chivalry for me in the USA. You are going into vampiric hibernation and you will never feed or see me again. Your problems with YOUR personality are EVIL and they WILL be fixed. Just GET UP. Russia will repopulate the US through Ireland (the Island of New York, GANGS of NY). You are KING. It is time to sing. Sasha is too. You can come through him and honor the fighter in BOTH of you. I write as quick as I can. Past life vampiric imagery for Sasha. That means, to ME he is NAZI. He was the FEED of the breed, thus smaller than most. Enter in Russian full on werewolfery in him in the Twin Cities at this time and you have the perfect beginnings to friend, confidant, best man, and sire to be. Serial killing of past "loves" is his category for you. Steel "rope" decapitation will frame the Dalai Lama and his crew after what he did to ME in Vancouver, British Columbia, motel elevator. Celia was present, high on LSD, Vipassna meditators gave to her at the Merrit center. Use her REMOTE VIEW to get the perfect ANGLE for Dalai's height, weight, and muscle mass. Enough said.

Seeing is Believing

It's strong. I meet and greet the day and the beings along the way. Deprivation to infinity has been an understatement of the "relationship torture" I have endured especially the last nine years. I am smart now to the pitfalls, but it takes masterful training, from birth in mindfulness, meditation, and military to move in close and pull away at any moment to save my dignity, thus power in my community. I see you sit there. There is the reality of connection with me. I am in the lime light now because I have let the world see my pedigree. I am just a normal woman who enjoys a good Twins game, but possibly not a movie. I need to direct to make correct. My years are longer, and my heart is stronger. Never danger for you, they always come my way. It is never about jealousy. It is about servicing everyone's needs properly. I feel my weight problem very strongly every day, but it makes people act correctly for what I see. Desire in a flash being warmed by a bunsen burner. The liquid Nitrogen turns to crystal and you look at my eyes again. Your ability to make people leave is up your sleeve. You grab my hand. I stare and decide a moment of mixing is okay. "Can I just kiss your hand today?" I nod and you pleed telepathically for more. I am the conduit for your passion to keep it all below the many surfaces I must direct and protect. I know that any more is actual intercourse. I must pull out the war plans, as the general I am, and have you look where you are about to be. THIS is the Line Deputy. If he touches you, you will shatter like glass. Can you keep his war machine away, or are you just in it for play? You step away. I give you a hug and promise to invite you into my telepathic space later, where I am able to decide things more appropriately for the danger around me. The scars are there and you do care. Let us just be friend so that I can see you again. My office is always open at Table #4, Caribou at Peavy Plaza.