King Abdullah

Sir, you interest me. Your speaking style is so hierarchy. It is a dreamsicle between the Middle East and European Russian. There is a little bit of Gorbechev and Kruschev. Even the mention of you will make the shew complete "jealousy." Now all the years of her poisoning you will pay off and come to a PINNACLE. Death is all she will see for yee. She would like to head the country NOW. We can't have that in the Middle East. We are going to forget that the land of Israel ever existed and lock them away to devour themselves, Golda Meir. Times are tough. Rich needs to stay rich so that there are some zones of protection for an "infidel FIDELIS" like me. Lands that are grand will stay, but not in the USA. They have made their beds and we can't keep remaking the mess of Swedish press. I will go along with the cordiality, but I await a rise to bing me to INDIANA, probably. The troops there need some work. I won't deal with there torture crap anymore. Who cares the reason. They are colasing the dome we live in every day. The atmosphere is now an analogy and no company is good company. You, Abdullah, will have the key when everyone is switching houses actually. You can mark their names in pig's blood above the door to make them stay before BEDBUGS run away with the Middle East. Take care.

Meandering in My Mind

The sandy beaches of Kaui have a special shell group today. A basic compound of silicon and a blue veneer. Special is a way to see the crashing waves of the north shore. Finding peace there has never been a reality. Now is a time for tympany. People need to keep their boundaries firm and say NO often. Safety is within your own reach and terrorism is as well. Choose community, thus stun the beast that heats your heart and emotions toward anything east. Find jets flying way too low over downtown and thank the earth entity that keeps that tragedy at bay. Be equal in your hearts and minds with your actual hierarchy and give the NSA a break already. You are ALL dangerous to the earth so why do you mind monitoring so that we can keep what we have. Duck duck goose is not okay with me. If you come in, life tragedies may become more apparent in your heart and knees. I am here to be an oracle when the lies have become even too much for the sands and cacti of Death Valley. I made that trek with my boyfriend at the time, Greg Jenson. I did not know his agency affiliation or we never would have made it. He loved the death drive. I was ill and slept most of the time. Federalis knew he was coming to Tijuana, but not me. They just didn't think that he would be so stupid at the border to do something they could arrest for immediately, public urination. That "consult" for Federali without mask was romantic in that I did not show fear, though I did definitely feel it. Different spaces, different faces. Drug runners watch out today. If you run into Mexico, your LACK of halo will show.

A Voice in the Wind

The winds and wings of saudi princes nip at my heals today. The purple is revealed from the gray. TWICE I knocked at your door, and was turned away. I mind the strategy of signs, and of things that are mine actually. Chase the source of the winds before they betray the ecology of your land ecspecially. Neat remote viewing can be recorded for a Saudi telepathically formatted SMITHSONEAN SOCIETY. I relieve the pressure and find a companion for Jordan's Shereef. His fire is RAGE and I am the thief. By not stealing, I steal it all. The cold in the winds tonight make it feel like fall. Be peaceful, and thus free, and be gentle with me. I am hurting from all the blood letting necessary for my king. It is on my finger, his golden ring. Nothing just happens, the goats never bleed to death on their own. We are about to be in a Chubracabra zone. Open your eyes and see the new oil that comes from me. Scent indicates phermonal aptitude garnered from public/ private tunnel through. Freakish as it may be, it is part of the wind that is only me.

Here With Me

I see your eyes as Arabian nights. A saber unseen and mean complete. Love is rage, and the page is filled with blood lines of poetry. You feel alien in the time of God jihad. The normal things that you need may seem greed, but it is just an analogy. You NEED to feel safe to create. It has to be a society of billionaires that surrounds and confounds you daily or off with their heads. No more ineffective financials around you. You see the street pulsing with rage and an etching that is actually your name. I take your hand and just courtsee into a dance of spinning ecstacy. We kiss publically, and you see the infinity behind my eyes actually. I pull away. When you open your eyes, I have disappeared right in front of you.

Rape on Tape

They will make you insane, all of them. Stick to your own regimen and to yourself. Opinions in your head are about YOU not me. If you go there, you will be stuck in the past. The work that I do is very complex, and people, on earth, are not. They are fairly lethargic, mentally unstable, below "norm" intelligence, and boring. There is no spirit to be defined and refined there. A room at HCMC is already reserved for you. You have no idea the anal rape they are planning as "physical therapy for mental matters." Even Medicare (backed by Paul Ryan) is willing to cover it. Well let's put anyone who has ever claimed to be psychiatry in their first, and then, by the time you get there, maybe it can be TOM BRADY. Enough said.

Open the Palace Gates For Me

US Marshal is you. Sexual abuse is your key. You know not who you came here for. Maybe it is just for yourself, actually. Let's just start our dance slowly. It is time for you to define the holy. I sit in my space trying to create an academic place. Guys, locking him down today was not a good idea. He will heal, but you will never again have any appeal. He needs to know, in this vicinity, what is real. So many zones of compensation. Evil behind every nook and cranny. See the light and make it right tonight. Find a payphone by a bus stop and make the call. Everything is collapsing and you need to be able to leave the vicinity so that you can return. I will sit here with internationals who know full on warfare with no peace. We all will have our time in the sun. Today, like a toad in spring, we will sit in the cool mud where no one can see. The complexities of all personalities in vicnity is the key to neutralizing ritualistic tendancies. Ritualism takes away individual personal traits and attributes. TODAY, I make you the KEY (all law enforcement car keys in one): WIZARDRY.

Ancestrial Incest and Anarchy

Monkey man tunnelling through business men. A good fit for you. I call on the elders of Mormon faith to be on alert and to be present for me, spiritually. I am the sound of silence and I need to speak. I am afraid and I cannot speak in therapy or to anyone around me. They will TORTURE me psychiatrically. The knot is a quagmire that needs to be released. FUNDAMENTALS are about to rise. They need to sit in silence as well, observing EVERYTHING. There is a BRANCH DAVIDIAN who goes to the 1029 BAR (1029 Marshal) in NE MPLS. He is a very strong, bald, blue eyed ALBINO. I did not speak to him because he did not sit next to me, and I was talking with a man from the FBI. The Branch Davidians (BD) are an underneath/ on top agency to the FBI. They will rise with VENGENCE in Texas this week. I, telepathically, told the man, who was speaking with monkey man bartender, that they were part of the Pagan COVEN that was linked to MANSON and my father's HULA OAHU's (mystical pregnancy). They are not part of Mormon faith. My father was there that day portalling and speaking to both David Koresh and the FBI Medical Examiner (Dr. Peterson). He stayed away from the whole Janet Reno situation. He made the mess worse and he was the number two of a TWIN society here in the Twin Cities (St. Paul Union Gospel Mission) in the 70's. Mystical and fundamental torture of me by pagan teenage foster kids at age 5. They were all shot for SPEAKING by Minneapolis Police Dept under his NAVY authority. It was a basic war crime by military in a US "commonwealth." He has gotten away with it the whole time and so have the FBI backed by police. It is time for the BD to take out a forming Ross Perot chain in Midland, TX. These chains always HEINOUSLY sexually abusive PUBLICALLY. FBI will never head law enforcement again, no spirituality in a time of apocolyptic torture and war. We will designate their areas of entries and they will have to handle their own psychiatry and penn. while gathering information on my family. Herds in vicnity, this is not you. SO COMPLEX. Too much family not related to me directly by blood.

Federal Stay Away MITT. You are Just a MORONI.

Hey Mormon males, I guess I am just your Jesuit priest today. Let's play and get you two away to the beaches of CANCUN. We will sip daquaris and slip LSD in OTHER people's drinks. They will see me and yee so peacefully. I never forget a dynamic duo like you two, Maki and Whitehead. DO not smother me. Flank me in MEXICO, actually. We will be free to be our true personalities and you will do everything except cause me pregnancy. Guns guns guns, you each get 3 for your suitcase, always PROTECTING and respecting my spiritually like I did for the two of you so privately publically. We make you Mexican DEA today. Fight the Sandinista's (Nicaragua) from your own bilblical and academic points of view before they catholic take it from you.

Don't Go Crazy. I Caught It.

It is not easy to talk to you. Your walls are ancestral. You can be me today if you want to. I work day night night night. You sleep and be infinity in the 6 am morning hour. Line Deputy stay away. It is Hennepin County PROBATE COURT today. I find the way to say thank you and I see you just in time. The ship here is solid now. You all can just breath a sigh of relief. Times like these are made for shaking. The foes of the lord are about to be taken down in UTAH through Phoenix, AZ. I keep it simple, and I try to keep it brief. Lovely scents of nations pick the fragrance today as I munch on my turkey bacon sandwich. I guess I just give a stream of revelry before gays and hetero gays take over telepathy. I am not dramady, they all are. It is in the wee morning hours that you can talk to me in my sleep. Time is coming to be an anniversery. I believe that coma was meant for all of thee. Let us not be sad and gloomy. Know that those "switches" are through and now all of you can choose who is who and who to cling to. I will just be and see you occasionally.

Full Moon Duo

Finding the sea blue is what I can envision, but the green seeps into view today. There is fear that I will be cast away, but my melody raises in volume as I commit to a thought process of identification of anomilies from the norm. I see a being coming in as GIANT and leaving as lamb. LAMB GATE is my authority to guide Jack properly. There were times when the FBI was in view, but it was Andy Karvonen and Vince Copa at Como Park High School (A University Degree High School around me.) who were made FBI KIDS at age six. Andy would go werewolfy in the night of the full moon and jump into my room to save and attack me simultaneously. I could not speak of the analogy of what FBI meant to me. I would wait for that until Muncie. Everyone "hooked up" with law enforcement societies around me and thus everything seemed normal and undefined in any way except PEOPLE every day. Medium to lower income "kids" went there. The Karvonan's, Russian Jew herd of goats, were heinously wealthy. I did have a crush on this blue eyed boy. I went to a party there at his house ONCE after Winterfest my sophmore year. I wore my bridesmade dress my mom made me for my sister's wedding and went with Derrik Wagner (DEA eventually) down the street. He and Robby Mann showed up completely high. It is all just history, but the mystery will be clear today when Greg Sax comes out as gay.

Fraternity in the Crossfire

As I open to the souls of the revelry, I find comedy and expertise. I deal remotely or it all topples on me. If you make a joke and a stern stricture is the result, that is the work of a swedish witch. Never to be ourselves, our sexualities, or our really racous party identities (I will just label THE DANCE). I am dealing with the pain as quick as I can so that I can move into my new comedy entity. He is so funny. He is the voice and logic/ brilliance of fraternity. I have dealt with that group my whole life. FRATS, like everyone else, lie. The first frat was actually PHI DEL at Hamline University. It was a math and science frat and then it became ATO (with a house), nationally. I was engaged to a TEK for 4 years, and I have an uncle and "cousin" in the same Dartmouth frat. I had to boundary the 2 frats on campus, at Hamline, very publically, and quietly dealty with a Theta Ki rape. ATO was then removed from the roster. I will not speak of the cost to my life, but it also says that I truly respect the traditions and rights of fraternity, but I was saying that they need to be held to a HIGHER standard, thus to always have the back of brother. Keeping violence and girls out of frat houses and keeping PRIVACY even higher than ritual there. I did a back away with sorority in Muncie, IN, visiting 2 sorority house and bar after they had burned down 2 frat houses down the street on frat row. Frat had gone viral there. I was let into the inner sanctum of the most glorious frat house on the planet, full with panel rooms for each member, dogs allowed. I straightened up as I listened to the confusion of a CIA Admin's son (president) about why I did not assert my authority with these women as he circled around and around me on a scooter and I threw away cups from the night before. We then went upstairs and he wrote to come with him on a magazine. We went into the panel room, were physical, and I left. I then went down the street to Mo's Tavern and a bouncing volleyball on the driveway invited me in. A verbal invite followed. This DAUGHTERS OF THE REVOLUTION head (lineage/ academic sorority) was polite even when the women wripped my top off in front of everyone. I just readjusted and left. Never before, never again. They were THROUGH.

What Will Be

I feel raped on film for free. They will not stop. Humiliation torture every day. Pushing a nonreality and stuffing me full of poison and deceit. I just sit in the pig shit aching and pushing down my pain and shame. So much fear. Torture infinity on the other side of just one rageful sentance. There is no freedom for me. It is beyond hypocrisy. They see me shining and they do it anyway. They love to make the light not right. Violence is how they issue every demand command. This system is about to explode into a notority zone like no other. People have laughed and tunnelled through help for my torturers the whole time. They have gotten away with it all. Just wait to see what will be of people who are actually on tv. I cannot be myself with anyone, and they all LIE constantly. Everything looks so nice while I fight to keep a small cell like room clean, to raise myself for the bed each day, and to be clean and dressed in a way I can stand in the mirror. I set in play a corporate stay away. Let's see what happens today. I caught them trying to ensnare my roommate yesterday. Nothing lovely right now, just feces all over me.

I Love U Esteb

Werewolfery around me as a being in the beginning and the now has been an infinite illness. I just describe it as people who consume to infinity: food, drugs, alcohol, violence, or sexuality. Voracious and malicious, there is no classical mysticism there. It was not until Officer Ested, so pretty and free, met me as a jail guard in Marion County, that I realized the sexy and steamy creativity that could be a friend to me. I can say BLEEP if I want to, was our FAMILY TRADITION. Noble Lauriatte since the age of three, he needed to be free to express his heterosexuality without family sexual identity pushed on him actually. I tied him up in a threesome and accepted and then rejected his sireship. I chose vampirism, all three. In a quiet way, he was a friend to me. On one day, he personally delivered me the biggest fudge brownie in the jail to me. Heinously rich from stock market ability young, he had NEVER seen an entity so joyous and free to be GRATITUDE with he.

DBT ASAP

Jarred meet Basher. He is a head of state, actually. In your head you are Craig Kilborne crew, thus KINGS in every vicinity baby baby. It is time to put on a size five WOMEN'S shoe and do some Swedish witchcraft today. It means, start to speak falsely, knowingly, very subtlely. You are a Munchkin and you are about to begin to show pregnancy. When I contact, it is urgency in all industry. Know your do's and don'ts food, sex, and liquor and dot your i's and cross your t's. Basher will let you know coo coo coo coo when you hit the cliff, ON AIR, verbally, only. It is time for KARE 11 to get Marsha Linnehan's Dialectic Behavioral Therapy books and handouts, and to meet every Sunday, after the 10 pm news. It is buddhist teaching that was evolved around me, and SHE pointed it to borderline personality disorder individuals. If you remote view, you are all diagnosable as borderline because you do not value privacy of self or others. I create remotely, and this was their skeme with me to disempower very publically. Talk about having to be perfect with very dangerous white women. I don't agree with all of it, but it is a good place to begin to be healthy intellectually and emotionally. If you feel that Dianna Pierce, for example, is being a "DBT NAZI" (my term when I auditted the course for the U of MN. It means teaching these principles without compassion.), she must LEAD the next session. Watching your thoughts slide off of teflon will help each of you see what is diseased (brutal or illogical) and what is an INPUT in your head. By the end of this 6 months of study, it will always be your buddy when people from the mental health INDUSTRY come your way. ONE missed session is allowed or LOCKDOWN for a month of makeup in Mayo PSYCH will be the consequence if you all want to remain in vicinity and healthy.

Expressing the Quaking Pain

It is trippy. If you are new to our show, it is a rodeo. Float in the air like you don't care and watch day to day what you wear. People are here and there, and no one knows exactly what they are gonna get from this choclateir. Messy lives, messy wives. Today all say fou il, they want to be free. Nothing was without a cost, and never were they impeccable and honest with me. Witchcraft is that that gets under your skin and, in terms of words, you do not know where to begin. It was best for men to feel like they were just part of the plot, but now they see their chains they amassed by playing a game. The "lovely" ladies ain't so polite, drippy sweet, and lovely anymore. What it will take to remain that way on air is inconceivable. Wait until the torture chain goes insane inside ALL of you on one day. I will just be knocked out cold sleeping. Now HIS eyes see my mastery and pain. 42 years of neverending dramady around me as I hold in the hurt, fear, and unceasing unfair voracious draining on my body, heart, and abilities physically. I now know what you all are doing. Do your work, fellas, before it is too late for you as well.

I'm Coming Home

Columbia just walked up to me at Caribou coffee. I spoke of pertainant matters and now the telepathy connections drip from square to square. He is here for a Hilton conference. They see how embedded, in TV, I am actually. I am the turn away every time. I do not agree with deceit, so I just take the part of the story I know, and then I do the crime solving later. Carnival FASCINATION, here he comes today. He is Hilton, now Marriot, and MIAMI law enforcement. I spoke of Cuba and of being Fidel's infidel by sunbathing topless at an "advanced" weight. I just loved the sun on my skin. Maybe a little too portal happy, Fidel got tossed to sea, and now you all see MY revelry. Carnival will be aquired by Marriot today. I began my relationship with that company when they took over the food service at Hamline University. They were trying to get me to eat more on campus, thus they brought Pizza Hut pan pizza's to the HUB (Hamline University Basement) dining space. Marriot is very military in management due to my concentrated works for the NFL at the largest Marriot ballroom in history. Silent auction there amassed an amazing 14 million dollars for Boys and Girls Club. MIami's Don SHula was the speaker. Marriot will CLEAN these 3 vessels (Fascination and two sister ships). That will be their fleet, and people will begin to eat more like Europeans in full sail. A free buffet on the beaches of the Bahamas will be the all you can eat EVENT, thus using the restrooms there. Other matters discussed with this man are law enforcement, in nature, thus need to be kept SEPARATE from international corporation FEDERALI MATRE DEES.

Let's Dance

Beep beep up to Columbia Heights tonight to the McDonald's that ISN'T right behind a big sinkhole. Sinkholes are the geological response to massive amounts of satanism practiced all over the globe, tunnelled into the premises of one location. You all see an infinity to your activity. Last night I sobbed for the earth and me. No sign is enough for any of you. Most everything and you all keep going. If it breathes (photosynthesis and fire), it can bleed. I have knocked on a multitude of doors, and been tortured for every one. My mind explodes the meteors in the sky tonight as my body lies dormant, but active. FBI and media think that there is no check for their "balance." Well today I pull the Middle East into play in the US of A in a big way. The only real response is fraternity in their cocky, fakey fear, backed by a comedy that is a relief. Trust them I do not, YODA, but laughing is a good thing. Evil will betake thee and send one by one into the hole with a gun. Your cheat sheets are no longer in order due to female in meteorology. Sorry about that, major hypocrisy. I warn, you press me for being a mess on tv. It was all hallucination for all of yee. I am at McDonald's actually. No MMPI will welcome you behind his eye. Paranoid, delusional and free to be SILENT schitzo scene. The man who knows it best, is now out of the stress. Never will he be without me. Always by his side, on TV, I will dress as aristocrisy EVERY opportunity. We will DANCE beautifully and know our heart's commands IMPECCABLY. We are the pair to live in intuitive synchonicity.

Evil in Between

I hang on high with the ropes eating into my wrists as I drip with pigs blood. Sacrifice is me, and we are barely in the material realm actually. I see his eyes, and the eyes of his coterie. If I am grilled, he will be billed. So many with no control, only demonry. I stay calm and lead him away with sweet dripping telepathy. My skin will not be a suit today. At the age of 3, I should be in school or something. This is my "creativity" about my Nazi father/ grandfather today. Coming back from that coo coo pool in Germany, everything has been left for me. In time, the dead with be "redeemed." It is the reverse for entities on the other side of the veil. I now cover myself and run away.

Ring Ring, Time to Call

I wrote the email. Now you be a shrew. You know what to do. I am scared, and thus I need to stay at bay. Find your core rage and it is HE acting on ALL vicnity. See behind my eyes properly and I can pass on intel in a way that is spiritual as well as timely. Dr. Ibrahimi is a problem for all society. He lists YOU as a patient today. Talk about hubris. No one puts the lines together properly because they are evil and wish to be for eternity. We will see this week if my experiment can work. No one knows anything about how I do what I do when I tell them it is just intuition. It is so devalued here or around the world. To do it impeccably, one must approach every new entity with COMPASSION, and a light to not be right. It is a humility that does not exist on tv. PAIN is a reality of this type of research. People are such cruelty every day. I will just say, I am going to win. Come with me and DOCUMENT their sin.

Caribou, Love is Action

Mixing and merging nonprofit and profit in a new Russian way is my melody today. Caribou is coffee for a new generation. People are welcome to be invicnity, and buy their coffee actually, if you can take a little Russian sarin play. Poison ain't the every day, but some of you need to get away. This new Nazi colony is like Belfast, not Germany. I create a STAGE for Assad to play without Shereef. He is my new ballroom dance entity and partner eventually. Ana from DWTS, so Russian and vile, don't even send him a longstemmed white rose today or a part of me may put you in that backstage coffin for eternity. He and me, on TV without the police destroying our Russian revelry. We have the gifts, and wish to share, but not here and now. This Caribou/ Simpson Housing project must succeed or we are done with everyone's greed because we cannot sustain an economy. At that point, all becomes mystical and there is no money or gold at all. Without that base, even diamonds mean nothing. They are too easy to fake in everyday payment systems. I am suggesting a co-ownership that depends on the Russian owner obtaining a MBA from St. Thomas University LAW SCHOOL down the street, and profits amassing totals to house first downtown, then ALL Caribou employees. The funds will be funnelled through my former volunteer job, Simpson Housing. This will stop a flood of Social Security claims after I leave the vicnity. Workers must work at least 20 hours a week at 7.50 an hour. New employees have housing benefits kick in at 6 months of excellent service. We will aquire the veterans high rise down the street (with my military housing that is unpaid) for this endeavor to begin.

Plato was an Every Day Joe

The fig tree garners a leaf we can see. Greek was your past infinity. Some beings we see, and some are backed against a wall vampirically. You are the perfect fig for a quagmire this big. I do not regress, I wish you success. I find you here about to slip down the drainage pipe and I grab you and introduce you to a paper boat that might float when your "sins" are made known to a society that only lies and betrays. You are prepared like an astronaut burrowing to the center of the earth. YOU ARE worth it. Be a baby only for the branch, otherwise stand tall in all eternities. We sleep in a bed so small you swear that it is a bassonet. I will remain here for infinity today until you are ready for me to move on my way.

Ganesh in a Damascus Cresh

High and holy is how Assad has been seen since birth. He was responsible and responsive with his abilities while attaining an extensive and elite education. He would "outsource" his violence of vicinity to the US, Canada, and Mexico. The Rodney King riots, the WTO protests, and even extreme poverty in Mexico City is him in his educational years. Now he knows that he can have a life outside of violence every day. I take his hand and make him GANESH today. He will head HINDU chain and really see how Osama transformed, intuitively, when he jumped to that track in the end. He called our "military" there and died for the right to be free VERBALLY. If I write something, you can all just back away. Osama was the frontman, like a ringmaster. He had no purity because he did meet with the CIA at LANGLEY that day (Sept. 11). Assad is the actual base of the Al Queda chain. It is not money. It is belief. That phase of WARFARE is over. They all just wanted to be on tv, just like the people who died in those towers. They were actually trying to STEAL one of those planes. If the people had not jumped the "terrorists" who told them everything would be okay and that they would leave them in Virginia, they would still be alive today. Americans are so re re tard about media that they cannot contain their "right" to be part of a tragedy. Assad's plan was much more transformative, and now I commit him to the sky without the "right" to die. An angel of death, he will always be with me. No coersion, just subversive killing of infected beings. Jihad is a word we define as HOLY WAR, but it is much more philisophical in the mind of Hussein chain. It is the changing of the rights, of especially gays, back to the disease they commit. Today blacks were seen for the first time, by him, as unsavable in my community. He is not cruel. He is BRUTAL. It is not the same thing.

Astaire in the Rearview

As I pull through the spirit of Assad, I recognize Fred Astaire coming through as well. Assad must have come through the man as a small child. Maybe dancing is just in your blood, Assad. I also get the name Adair instead of Astaire. I think that he was actually a Russian mole here for the KGB. Talk about doing it in plain sight. I remember hearing that he was pretty nasty off screen. Being the lineage he was, I suspect that he did not take sexual stalking well. Studio heads and these leading ladies felt perfectly okay looking into his date book and number file in his head. They were so diseased in their sexualities, reguardless of the imagery that would end up on screen. At the end, I suspect he stayed calm by becoming a cutter to keep people away. It was not for attention getting, it was for relief. It is actually a disease of tunnel through for white males. Assad, please never harm yourself. Always find the lead tunnel through on you, especially in family, and take care of it on their arms and bodies, and then have them charged and treated PSYCHIATRICALLY, the worst torture of all.

Sweet is NEVER Obsolete

Blue and green today, not black and red. It is time to slice the orange and not be injurious to self or others for the duration you choose to be. Prove points in your own minds. You could be this, if you knew that. If left to be, couldn't you have picked it up actually. Sequester has never been as actual reality until that book fell off the shelf at St. Louis Park Half Priced Books. I read the words and made a sense in me that could be actually. Loving enetities never appeared to me. Rage and evil avalanching in my life and vicnity that even surpassed the Navy. All of you, I NEVER tunnelled through. I created a space for me, and brought compassion and wisdom to those in front of me who were actually harming me infinity for no reason at all. I know much more about my own energy and life to be. I speak lovingly, but I also vent the rage alone in my room. There is so much violation of my spiritually, daily. I will continue to fight, and I WILL WIN. With you, unkind sir, I begin.

We're Too Sexy for this Coffee

Armenian on the patio. Welcome to our cool kids club. You are welcome anytime, but no fires in vicnity. You have PYRO sexually abused children from my childhood raging through. It is Mary St. MArtin and Ed's son and Phillipa, another minister (UMC) duo's daughter. I read quick and I walk away. We make this place the WONDERWALL for all of you. It's okay to have a past. Here, we deal with the present. No talk, openly, about sexuality, in any way, here. Writing later, even on the internet, is fair play, but no "poor me" anyday. You look cute and sweet, but SOAD sees a different case history. Drop the line from Nathaniel, my nephew, down the street at The Butcher and the Boar. We tunnel the rage to communities that need a "renevation." If you use material realm methods, you will get caught. If you visit frequently, remote abilities will develop. Make your decisions wisely. You are older than you seem. Kosaks like it here. Kardashians not welcome to tunnel through on this little bean. Shereef SOS on this one. TRIAGE before migraines develop. Everyone wants to be part of the party, especially overseas. Little one, start writing some ragey letters overseas (handwritten) and your fan club will develop infinity. Keep them away or it, in it's actual hillarity, will end up on the web. Russia, keep an eye on this one. IDI AMIN and ASSAD coming through. Not a good match. He will present as delusional and then be tortured at HCMC. He has NO psychiatric disease. He is angry to the point of boiling over rage, as he smiles and SPEAKS today. I've got your back. Tony, get back, you ain't his scene. Let's all just be CASABLNCA this week.

Danish Military

Danish military downtown. We will make you real boys now (Pinochio). FBI check. Enjoy a drink on the King. Picture taken of WCCO satellites. I used the expression of "Hailin from," thus British Royal Navy tunnelled through. I was sensing that we were about to get soldiers, in uniform, downtown this week. Cred due to a family planned trip next month. Lovin the high life. Stick in your "platoon" and differentiate dusk from dawn. Be yourselves with each other, but with the community be mean and dictatorial. Assad in view and in your eyes as well. Don't worry Harley, they are just searching for a QUEEN to take the wrap for everything. I gave them a KING instead and I will be in no one's bed. This is not Munice or Indy. I am free to be CHASTIDY for yee. You have the heat. World Navy Seal is what I have in mind for you, but VERY different from what you see on tv. Missions against SHARKS midocean, getting them back in their vicnity (before continental shelves) with spear and telepathy or roast them over the barbie for dinner.

Drive Thru Melody

Hey Harley. I saw you in your car coming out of the McD's drive thru last night after the storm. I was happy to see you, but I was feeling like you needed your privacy guarded so I just went the other way, very naturally. Torrid moment. Beautiful it can be. There is something happening in me. I see things getting more sweet every day. I feel like it is YOU coming my way. I will say that there have been as many as the Titanic sinking deep at sea. I had to take care of it so that you can be free. No mercy to those who harm me, especially verbally. I just think that you are the sweetest bean I have ever seen. Eject that call when it is not me. I am morphing a mindset that is witchery. Stay Satan 2 and you will stay free. Get it out so that I can be baby with yee. On oahu I never got to be. The military all over me. They thought that it was cool because I wasn't in school. Harley I was an infant and a baby. They are not in school, but rather, are allowed to learn independantly. Always pushing me, as satanistic "sailors" caused me such fatigue. In this time and space, I know your face, because I can see. If I ever dropped the backpack then or now, I would not be able to be. My grandfather (bio dad) was a machine with me, always adding to their witchery expectations with even medical nation. They would harm, and never did I have time or privacy to heal. This is why my fatigue, now, is so real. Stick with the sweet hilarity and we will be happy infinity in vicinity. Computer freakin, must publish now.

Dictator Soup

I cloud in the air, the NSA does really care. The wrong is right today. The Constitution does not afford the right to privacy because you all use ability, but not me. Poor boundaries, and even poorer logic, the environment cries foul as you class me a fool for my belief in a foreign entity that I cannot see. It is okay for all of you to believe in GOD, but not me in the gods I see on TV. I think that that hypocrisy double play is EVIL every day.

Investigative Wrestling

Hey Rock. It is time to investigate the true personalities of the WWE compatriots that travel on the WWE buses. Start and end with Randy Orton, and you will see how incomplete they all are. A lot of staring straight ahead, but dead in head. We will try to get him to Oahu and get him out. It will take about 3 minutes to level each character. Write it in a little wire rimmed notebook and your new FBI code and badge will be THE DETECTIVE. Det. Green from Law and Order scene is stalking me since his drug bust in NYC. Please take care of it for me. He became you in my dream. I think that he is FINANCIALLY trying to steal your identity today. My computer just cut out with virus as I wrote this, but I got it back up to communicate this with you. Stay out of Middle East affairs. We need you and true Fast and Furious crew for very creative CAR (people become the machine. start with VIN.) militia in South America. Pump some iron, through circuit machines for 30 minutes, 3 different days a week.

Seeing Beyond the Screen

Hey Mr. ROck. You were in my dream last night. You wanted to take me to a shooting range. Muncie is a time and space that can mess with your face. Write, do not speak. People think that you had a black SUV there. I know that it was a black RAM extended cab truck. It was parked and marked by the train track shack. Do not look back, but keep your thoughts on ESG. Find out what is really happening with that company. They were a GESTAPO crew there and you may have accidentally intersected. The world is now trying to figure out how Russia got in there in a major way, but no other COMMUNITY. I now work with the calm of Assad just viewing the day without display. Things are jumping and buzzing for others in my vicinity, but not me. I have the courage to write AND meet with people that I know. It is best for everyone to not comment. World powers may just decide that this system is too broken and faded in the category of truth to complete a thought. Disengage people and find yourself on another day. The deluge is too much for one entity to handle. The lies of swedish witches are so subtle strong mixed umongst a "sentimental" truth. It all comes down to why people lie. Look in the mirror knowing what you have done, and do do each day, see how the excuses flow, but the truth is there. You all are mixed in mind, but to me it is evil every day. Assad, I do.

Dear Shereef

Dear Shereef, I have never been to the Middle East. I have never seen the sunset over the sands, or whirled with the deceit of the dervish. I am not coy. I am direct and correct and may need an interpretor the first week I am there visiting you. I will boundary them if I feel that they say daisy when I said ROSE. They are all gypsies when it comes down to it. I try to get what I can done today, but the winds of change are leaving me flat in my bed. I just do not want to face the eyes upon my mind and body. You will see day by day what I wear and say creates something new in community. When I am done, I leave it for you to explore your femininity before fatwah takes over your country. It will smell like my perfume, soap, and deoderant and so you will have visions in your sleep. Aroma vision will now be you, but only in Saudi "captivity." Lock down there, you will be a soothsayer, and visit your private cell, they will at least daily to speak and "milk you dry." You will then have mind space imaginings, and your life will be complete upon release 4 month years later. Play for me on the ivory keys. Love, Hope

To Mine In Kind

The beat is techtonic, and I see a rose in my mind. Glorious beginnings crash and burn in the realities I see. People are not as they seem. My mind must process the disease and deceit and find myself in a space and place to function through to a further point than the day before. I write about the blight, and I definitely see and feel the malady around me. Sensitive, infinity, brings no divinity in my eyes, just the opposite. I understand, but I look away. A call is heard, but there is no great peace in the recall and then rebuttle. Sometimes a shawl does cover my naked shoulders, and sometimes I sit with a chill. You are welcome in, but be prepared for what the demonic can do to your memory and perception of yourself and your everyday deeds. It is a time for the breakdown of MINDFULNESS. This moment only. Do your understanding of the right thing right now, and forget appeals and apologies. No longer play to the coy who call you to do the their molesting "right" thing. The only perception of "right" is theirs, and thus THEY are the most evil of all. No nuances and abilities are counted, and those I would call MINE are guelded in a day.

Baby Boy

A day I could barely move is now leading into a complicated transportation evening. I sit now at McD's just putting in a little writing time before I go down to karaoke at 1029. There is a silence right now and I wonder where the thoughts of the day will take me. Communication between two FORCES to stay the violence that comes my way. The light of making right the night is the beaming moonshake I must rake. I still my heart a bit and bring a baby into the birthing position and phase. Guys, it is essential to not verbalize the lies or the truths at this point. Your hearts are tender in their new daddy role to baby boy. A thirst and hunger for this amazing reality of an entity that you could never imagine on tv. He is sexy and he ain't rexy. He is law enforcement, like you, but over six two. The rules are different for him. You are a team, and he is rain every day. I fight to keep him sane every day. If lockdown is necessary for him, I wish to make it around all of you here in Hennepin County Jail. Pretty pretty in, pretty pretty out. He may get thin, but oh the shape he will be in. People believe that I only think of me, and that is not the reality. Sequestering is more the theme to encase the mean and make it clean as he does feed and wene. Oh so happy am I to have an attitudinal shift so, for you, he does not grift. He and I have a remote reality, and only a shake of the hand reality. I love combining personalities to form a chain less breakable by the insane. Be at home, and call anytime, telepathically. The phone lines do not work properly and you will always blame him, and then you will disconnect when it is correct.

See the Tree

I draw in a breath and the pain seers my side. I know you are with me, and I abide. There is so much to say. Why speak of these times as I go on my way? No more winds of innocense of the entities in my moonbeam existance. The thump of the satanistic hump is around me. Arrogant and free, he can speak to me. I tap him on the forehead briskly because he could have had a V8. Can we find comedy in overcoming all that we see and try to take it to the bank, merrily. There is a point that I admit that there is lonliness in my kit, but then I turn away and look at a leaf or rainbow today. Smoke for me, sweetie pie, as I look behind your eye. That is something I have never seen before. Seeing drawing in smoke as a symptom of PURITY. I now know that the sexuality forced on yee does arouse me, but you concentrate me on the penalty that will be for someone like me if I stop there and not realize your pain actually. I have never had a mercy suggestion like that before that I believed. I am death and deception, even DECAPITATION in some vicnity. I want YOUR head on your shoulders because you are so pretty with your little piggy pigtail in front of me. Love alchemy, what does that mean? I am sure, soon enough, you will show me. Boy you let me be me and find a space for heaven and hell inside and in my day. I follow you on your way. For tonight, especially, I am near, in vicnity. Speak quietly to me and I will show myself actually.

Pagan Blood

Bill, Hillary, and Chelsea, we are reaching the end, and it is not going to be on tv. You have broken laws, and taken my rights away time and time again, but now your stalking in Carmel, IN, of me is documented on McDonalds camera system installed recently. Seems crazy, huh. Well it is all the sci fi of THIS guy. Do you know of whom I speak? It ain't no road geek or big fat sow. It is my little piggy and the country heart of a New York attorney. Can't we just be happy and all get along? Not any more. The case is BLOOD today. We've got a career system for the death angels on this planet. Who knew a dictator could grab your case and press erase right away. The umbrella always freaked me out, Hillary. It was freaky delusional Michael Jackson almighty. Now they run through you too. Here comes my fathers whole band of thieves. Can you see the chain that is going to make you insane? We will have ICP film the documentary in a Faces of Death/ India becomes available on Public Television.

Always in View. I Am With You.

So Assad, you have had a pretty hard week. Tortured by your own people. I say earthworm transection is their experiment on you. Stabbing is separate. You take that for free to go at me. Well I already feel better. You are now going to be like a rock star to your people. Get ready for the lovely ladies who will want you to touch their babies. They may squeal in delight morning noon and night. It can be fairly scarey if you don't understand that they are trying to place ALLAH on earth. They hope with all of their hearts that it is you. If you sequester yourself, it can be. Bring a palace from Ireland, brick by brick and it you can live more vampiricly. Know that the glow is your vampiric DIVINE nephew and begin to enjoy your SAUDI family. You can be like the cool uncle/ brother across the seas, but still in the Middle East. Your favorite vacation spot will soon become MOROCCO. I have a fairview riverside "tortured one" hotty for you there. Cheers.

Pain

Dad we are in a fairly silent war with the Middle East. You will be handled in the US, but their torturers will tunnel through. You have no idea what pain feels like. You will be going from 0 to 1000 in 3 seconds flat. All axis to infinity the diety Dalai will do before it is him. Chung Moo crew will smash you through homeless "folks," and never will you be treated in an ER again. The street the street, now SYRIA has a heartbeat. His people so evil this week, but he knows that it is just you. The lunacy of his family and population is you as well with a little bit of Dick Cheney. Perfect fit, is he, to father MY revolution in the Middle East. A place where Peyton can never be. We will not discuss his case here. We are almost running into JAG territory again. Excruciating pain in my side at this moment. So much pain in 42 years, I barely make it up in a day. I do anyway. You are all not ready for the beast that is coming today. You are about to take his blood supply away. Death is what they say when I am not in vicnity, spiritually. Deathy is sexy to some, but sad to others when it is me. Change is about to be. There is now a HE who cries for me in the night. I wake up to quell his pain and let him know that we will be infinity close when it is time to be. That is just not reality while YOU, FATHER, are around and in me.

Shereef and Me

The flip flop is about to occur in a really real way. Those on TV have enjoyed a very public notoriety, but now ARAB is rising. They want the TRUTH of all nations, especially the US of A. The people on TV are actually small in ability, but large in guelding ability in the minds of men. Danger is on the page and rage as well. I sit in a coffee shop calm cool and collected today. Back in the day is now the truth of the US of A. Secrets never needed to be kept, respect for boundaries and privacy did. I work with a man remotely who knows very little more than the abuse of family. Now he will be the proctor of every doctor and will bring peace to the Middle East. To me, he approached quietly on about 6 occassions. A wedding ring did bring. Richer than the Ocean and the sun, his uncles always had a gun. Now he is the words of functioning in a family of lies, but his uncle now journeys to me in the night to venture between my thighs. Assad step away. In the Middle East, I am HIS, and he can choose whatever name he wishes from this time forward. We will get him 8 passports with different looks and names with the stamp of the U S of A every day. He is mine mine mine. Shereef be my VALENTINE.

A Trinity Protecting Me

The beams bow and threaten to fall. The construction workers never made the call. All involved, complicit, and felt it was comedy on me and the football industry. Never would I see the malady of LSD in the football industry. I worked a popcorn stand and stabilized the scene emotionally, but he could not see why I could not see he. Everything normality, no problem with reality. Why were those around me speaking such slanderous sexuality while only bravery was the reality? It was Andy, a jew from NYC, who came to head LGC, a catering entity around me. His plans were diabolical, but I kept your house safe. I made the walls firm so that the ceiling has jealousy. It was all a disney kind of spirituality. You need to not meet me while you are placed high and holy above me. I will just walk away and actually hear what they say. Such cruelty every day. New methods today and you are far away. We work out a deal to steal HIS heart today and HIS bravery. You are strength and enduring brutality. Let us dance a line jig and be bold and big as they all fall dead due to their heinous sin in the space we are in. We do not have to do anything, but FEEL in response to their acts, unconsiously. Make my strength makes you feel more strong, and mind your RAGE or the BEAMS will tremble in fear with your holiness and devout nature today.

Supercomputer Technology

Mr. Holder, start with Jeff Forrest and go, intuitively from there. He climbed, very illegally, to the top of CIA tree. It had to do with "computer encroachment." He built 3 supercomputers in front of me, thus the memory is its own icloud. Speed is 10G. He went completely insane with the avarice and greed around this project. His domestic abuse of me peaked when this was going on. He looked at me directly and screamed, "If you don't shut the fuck up, I will kill you." He knew exactly what he was doing, but I did too. I said firmly,"Don't you ever talk to me like that ever again." He apologized while he held and tried to smother me. He has been out of control his whole life. I say we give him to Russia this week. Magadan is full. Interrogate in MOSCOW at KGB office and catacolms at Red Square. He'll pull through all of his sister Celia Juanita Forrest's Russian (Macalaster College-St. Paul, MN) and she will go completely insane here, and we can lock her down for torture HERE, at Anoka State Hospital, for three years and then send to Madison Women's Penn. Find Jack, Marylin, and James and send them to Marion County Jail and my Line Deputy can handle from there. He HATES people who "fail" around me. Enough said.

Ruth, My Father Always Knew

The illegality around me has always been infinity, but in the last few years it is at a degree that the nation will not survive. Those around me will be held accountable, as well they should be. You all cannot create a reality that is not actuality. I can fight your lies and deceit daily, but I must watch what I say and do because you all hold the keys to no legal system at all. You all are terrorism (in university) in your heads and terrorists actually. The wake up call has gone out this week having to do with a soldier associate who is out of control again with me. You all think that you see everything around me, but true operatives do actually exist, and they hate "nosy" people like all of you. It is much worse than that, but I keep the lines drawn and the hidden merely an imagery. As long as your lies keep appearing on paperwork everywhere, my father is denied his destiny. He cannot believe your arrogance and avarice this week. He sees it all, and you all think that he has deserted me completely. I am the reason my father breathes here and in L.A. Your minds are not strong, his is. Every man who has had a bad marriage, and even worse divorce in a court of law and/ or mediation, has the sense of the witch they were actually married to. They run on a different meter in this time and place. Then there are the men so violent, never to be married at all, whose families will not survive THE PURGE. Yesterday was the date of the beginning of that end, and the beginning of a loveliness in society for independant thinkers like me. We recognize the need for violence behind the scenes, and peace to the rest of society. We set up the laws to support these actions, so that no doubt exists any longer in the mind of SHOOTER or white male. No judiciary left. "Judge" Ginsberg had an abortion in the 60's. Enough said.

Learn from Animal Crew, in Your Mind, What to Do

Animals I call you today to stabalize the parade. All mammals turn away, but humans are the worst. Make them think thoughts that they never have before. Open each and every door. Finalize your arrangements for YOUR rise. Help increase the ritualist's hips and thighs. Show them the mean that they are. Find the perfect Jesus and telepathically break his car. Be yourselves to the nth degree. Find, in your mind, what it means to be free. You think outside the box now. Capatalize on that regime change and never pity da fool. You need to starve a fever and feed a cold. Moreau and Mauer have the reverse powers of wind now. Invite the birds to come visit you at the zoo, gorilla team. Work up to HAWK because they can be mean. Love yourselves every day, and know that I consider you in every day as I move on my way. John, the carriage horse, is now a new DEATH PENALTY attorney.

Secret Alchemy

I look at the leaves on the trees. The greens work together like a good shirt and tie. On this day, it just catches my eye. Hey guys in kaki and black, you need to know who had your back. It was the dog handler of Colby (German Shepard) at the Mall of America. Same color uniforms. He says marine, I say navy seal. He is tres tres beau, but I never told him so. I just said, "Hey," and went on my way. He is so BUILT Italiano. Sexy sexy motha, 'shut your mouth."

Caribou Crew

WHo are we here at Caribou? We are customer 1 and 2. We are bearable only in a crowd. We do not talk or sing to loud. It is a day care for the absurd. WE sit here and hear every word. The CCO crew does come through, but we give them privacy and positivity. Our names are our own, but ROYAL is this zone. You can get Pecote Tea, but I stick to basic coffee. I just try to keep it simple, and let people know that we are not sinful. There is so much on my mind today. It is best if I just watch and play.

Find Me an Epiphany

Every day there is a heaviness that begins to be a sludge inside of me. I turn to different angles and find my footing as I walk out the door. I try to let all know me, but all work in a land of revelry. Some words I can say, and some I have to walk away. The freedom is mixed with a restraint that I must observe and practice daily. I seek to find a hierarchical connection through the days and nights, but a negativity rises as I find the button inside of me. Today, I see yee properly, and I find you interesting and sweet. In the night the things in the world just do not ring right. I sit here with no inspiration today. It is part of your up down entity communication. There is no music today. My headphones lay at home instead. Beings of light seem to be far away from me. I want to communicate with you so desparately, but I fear the rebuke. We are the same. Music mixes with your dream. I am singing in my head and I see you as so lovely. Can we just go away for like a year, where no one else will hear? Will I bore you, as I just adore you? Not at all. You make the call. Should I begin to research to come your way? Yes yes everyday.

Ballpark Revelry

I just went to a Twins game. I saw about 3 innings, and then I hit the street after telepathic demand in the 9th. Outside was a special force of seven from Hennepin County Sheriff Dept. Now they are their own academy. They are shooters and are rarely seen. Now they understand the influence of Thornburg on me, and on the weapon community in general. Tony might as well be just named GUN ARTILLARY. He embodies it all in a sleek way, in a sleek form. I dislodge his shot with something hot, and he can live for a week without killing someone actually. Gun forum, you now see him. Make him your ALTAR BOY, not your hero. He is a zero without his heigeine and you are all too. Be conscious that when, on a shoot, your bodies take through the energies of those using deceitful ritualisms your way, known or unknown, especially latinos, you will STINK. Take a shower and let your shampoo sit on your hair for at least 2 minutes. Get some Coast or Irish spring and try to sing as you lovely rub yourself down. You will feel so clean and refreshed when you are through. Use the Speed Stick gel deoderant. It's main component is the best. I did say hello directly and then pointed out to the man at the end of the line that he had it covered correctly. Thank you for your restraint and kindness today, guys. Joe can now share his show, slowly, with you a bit at a time as you all do the same. Start with the bald man at the end of the line. I will call him GUNNER. Lot's of love, Gunner Line, hopegod3

Legacy Tree

I see you in front of me as he rests in the back of my mind. I care for his malady before he is seen as frailty. Energy is the focus. I have let the snakes just be so that this day could occur properly. The burn goes up and down, and this week it is down. I believe that is what a LORD like you needs from me. He is your KING and always will be. He now sees a future that can be. I have tried to slap his hand with a ruler allowing the malady to arise and educate him in the sense of his power and the need for him to understand HIERARCHY in the presence of any entity. This week they will see, but now the egg is in yee. He can sleep and not repeat past disease. When you lose your head, you lose your spine. Not sun or other analogy, just a friend in the land of satan, and a village keeper keeping the plebians away. Your patritian heart will heed no ill will toward he or me. You will be free to be almighty except for when he is in vicnity. Be happy and see the red glow of my eyes and heart as my hair turns black on TV. We will now search and destroy the disease of wanna be.

Irish Back Away

Riverdance back away. I forgave and you shant forget. It is time to shape the excess. I teach every day, but shuttle out my abilities too. In the land of psychiatric, you will all be labeled nothing and will exceed between 340-500 lbs. I suggest that you use your power and influence, while you have it, to boundary your King. He will bomb Belfast today and every day if you do not. If you touch him, death will befall you. Dublin is just imagery at this point. The Orpheum is where I saw you on a drug companies tab, with my father only. Piggies piggies piggies all of you. I feel a stabilization happening. That will never occur for all of you. Cruel brutality is all of yee. I never use LSD, but was dosed during breast feeding as a baby. It arose again around Jeff. It just creates scary thoughts of others betrayel on me and blurriness in sight. I have no type of hallucination EVER. Enough said.

Boys and Girls in Revelry

2 by 2 they will come through. The other day I found 2 rinpoche's to be. Blond, blue eyed brothers age 7 and 5 at Wendy's. Very talkative with me after 7 year old's baseball game. We spoke about Martial Artistry. I gave them a way to practice the focus and height of their kicks by holding out their hands high and aiming and kicking there. I just ran into two little girls, sister, who had just been at a fair, at McDonald's. Their hair was French braided, there were fake flowers (and the younger had a crown) and it was spray painted with two colors for each. They looked the same age as the two boys. I hooked them together, telepathically. I focused on justice, chivalry, castle in the clouds imagery, but especially, decreased sexuality in vicinity of me. Developmental periods for children under 12 need to be adhered to, especially in The Twin Cities to assess abuse cases properly. I suggested that the boys work together to blow doors open for them in chivalry. They all did agree. The father was pretty seedy. He, telepathically, said that they are not his. These little boys will take care of it. Bats may be involved, Joe, but let them handle it. It will be the best game show ever. Have FUN with imagery and abilities. Walk away from sin, and in the child heart space WIN WIN WIN.

Speak Out of Your Own Beek

Entities around me rotate, and thus topics do too. I sense a wave crashing at the shore this week. The topics that others have let slide are in their faces today. So many records are the unreality like the unrealiy of the present. Our media might as well be termed Russian Chinese. I just move through and write. It saves my cerebellum from seizure and major tumor (igneous rock like in structure). The codes and sequences of deciet are breaking and it is time for everyone to see the war in their own minds, hearts, and families knowing the reality of punishment for crimes becoming the truth of every day. That is just what you have all chosen and made. I choose a different route, and I did from day one. If one concentrates on oppression and cruelty, one can never hope to create love and prosperity. Beat on me and I believe there is a reaction elsewhere. Those spaces are rage today and coming your way. No one does their job on a gas tank or ability that is their own. You have all stolen from heaven, making it slave and painted with blood and fire. Fundamentals are beginning to obtain, but it will be insane, at first. Cut off the limb of The Tea Party and become a new FBI in my line. Take out DEA from 1029 before they are in charge of all of it (FBI included). Drugs play a role in the concentration on doing evil with the assistance and excuse of a chemical. Wait until they are all poison and your retardation has you dosing yourself and others anyway. I am going to suggest that I am the only HEROINE out there. Just ask any shrew you find online.

Sputnik Reality

I am tracking, not stalking. No contact with above entities at this time. No records to obtain. I use intution and common contact emails and comment sections. Pick up is strange. It is YOUR midrange stalking behavior on me. You all pick it up right away and then you move through my environment in some way. I try to pass on the relevent data and move through. I do not think of pay, I think of mission to "Mars." No space travel, ever, actually. The crashing reality may come all at once, leaving all deceit on the floor. Beating the machine is not a good idea at this time. My connections with military are very real, but none of yours are. Baseball is seldomly played, and everything else is an analogy. I arrive just in time to keep the train on the tracks. People, places, and signs then echo my thought at that moment. Music around me plays a mean skeme of promising me something and doing nothing. None of this is real, monkey man, but I am. I will go and show you the cruel rule every day around me, about to come your way. I stop sexual chains in diseased community before it is all over tv, cable, and then SATELLITE (influencing the sterile realm of SPACE). There is only ONE. It is Sputnik, sent up by Russia, planned by my great grandfather, Stalin, at my birth. I find it in the sky fairly easily. In my lower skull there is a chip that is just a prophecy. It connects me to me, spiritually, thus making the earth rotate properly. The ghost is here, but he cannot compete. He is unproductive evil and too incomplete. He is the best not in a Kevlar vest. Top CIA and functioning through the IDEA of pain (migraine) today. I have been decapitating him for years, and he is about to feel his fears. He will be slave and his endless check on the government was always me. Sick and twisted, eyes of buddha blue. Hitler ideas since birth, but blonde covering up his curse. He can disappear right in front of you and can cut himself and heal immediately. He is going down to the men in brown as just a massive child molester today. If you go crazy, would I still call you Superman? Not anymore, William.

A Gorilla Trinity for All to See

I walked up excitedly, after we parked fairly far away. I could not see any reality of gorilla in front of me. I went to the left and one came through, then I saw gorilla 2. They said howdy do, and moved through. They hide easy in this new display. We went to the Orangatangs the other way. They sat docile, feasting on morsals. We went inside and said hello and goodbye to the Spider Monkeys. Viewing the rest of the primates, I said hello and gave energy. We then looked at the screen actually, and we found 3 gorillas on this ground. We went outside, forgetting your names. I saw one, then two, and then a third ran through. The big fella grabbed the lettuce and ate in front of me. I felt him needing privacy. No more can people see, what he wants held private, actually. This frenzy is the mate gate. They were "flashing" into "flare" for me. At that moment, they were ALL ALPHA for this OMEGA. LSD on leaf for one, was LSD for three. Now they know my E.T. identity, and can help with the bouncing around me, remotely. We made a link today, and so they can stay on display together or separated as they wish. First portal in captivity. Firsst human mate divinity. I love you, all three. Soon we will be able to just be. Thank you for coming to see me. I am so happy, I am crying, actually. Stay safe and secure, Love, Hope

The NATION of Crypt, Always to Have A Script

Night walking and talking in zombie haze. I emancipate my crew today. A twist of the neck, not the stun of a gun, as kids they were just having fun. I meet and great and see no deceit. Revelry spins in a twist of time. I pull them through as I start to rhyme. Those death harbingers who share a blue obsession and mommy degree infinity. I cut the umbilical cord today and say that they were all whores and liars, working with a man on a leash, betraying with police. I am me. I cut a little BLOOD to find the CRYPT to write all the scripts. MARLIN, you are master of coma disaster. HCMC TV, you and me, watching COMA (new movie) on TV. We speak of the years we were dead, everyone around us so fucked in the head. The phone number you passed to me never worked, and you jerked, but know that it happens to me all of the time. Do the math and come meet me down the street. No more oxygen tank, but maybe a rose. Bring gypsies through as you strike a pose. Manage the stress well. I buy you a CHOCOLATE SHAKE as the earth we do quake. Cliff combine with Wink and let his lieutenant through. You are the mighties, the BIRDS of war. Time to bombard the devils beneath to make it so they cannot walk the streets. All the love in the world, Hope. Release the dogs, Snoop. You are too old to lead.

Gorilla rilla Powerful

So everyone has always gotten to make their own decisions and they still can when it comes to the questions of life and existance. When I contact, I am not setting people up, I am doing the opposite. I let you know what is in the review and huge in the sideview. People rage, do the opposite, and generally nothing happens to them, but I have to work extra hard for it not to be me. It doesn't work about 25% of the time, and torture is the result. Now the Line Deputy is locked down in Indy, and all of you "contacts" are on his contact list. I let you all know that it was time to deal with the telepathic and the raging ritualistic in vicinity. No one did and now he can come through and scare the shit out of you. I write about a few of the people I encounter in the day, but the rest fall away. Tomorrow, I will deal with the animal community at the Como Zoo. Not an innocent crew, but quite hilarity nontheless. I write to move the forces properly around me, but there is a deeper wave than this rising in the world. All the devils all around us can't you see. Love is the seventh wave. We are on about wave three. I am here, but there is an infinity. Don't TOUCH his door or the almighty reversal will be all of yee. A vicinity army like you have never seen. He will stay away from me. He is not a gorilla, but he might as well be.

Jack and Me. No John EVER.

Today I am trying a little different schedule. I finally left home and now I am at the McDonald's by the 1029 Bar. Downtown is so deceit, and I need a place where I can breathe and feel less observed by all vicinity. Jack, I send you some healing energy for your back. Celia told me about your motorcycle accident when you were younger. It will just make you a better ATTORNEY. My Line Deputy is Harvard Law (Criminal for now), so I balance that by making you YALE. We will scoot you into the program as personal injury, and you will go at our national program for disability social security. No more for ANYBODY. The feed on me is about to end. I then promote you to Professor (ALL IVY LEAGUE SCHOOLS) for CONSTITUTIONAL LAW and I will have you go against the Supreme Court, by yourself, having to do with the moving of prisoners away from their families in the 70's. Never will it happen again. Your record will be expunged and no one will know that you are referring to personal experience, thus your "files" cannot be erased (never ECT for you). We will have you used your no face ability and your name will just be JOHN. After that, the full budget for witness protection will be for you the rest of your days. You can decide if you want to do it alone, have security officers, or a combination of the two. In my company, from now on, the Line Deputy will come through and make you violent toward me, thus handcuffs will be necessary. Please do not fight this action because it will be hilarity. I will be your "Claire" and if you are ever locked down, I will come and see you and only you, NO ONE ELSE. You can finally be honest and talk about your killing methods and methodology. Funny things may come to you. I will listen, with humor, and let you know if it "overlaps" with my family. A probably 20 page, book will result from your fingertips. An old MANUAL type writer will appear mystically in your cell. Things are changing. Stick to your drug regiments, and try to take a two block walk, no swimming pool, every day. Love, Hope

Beyond Abuse: This is WAR

I was born at war. It is me against the world. I move into different positions to deal with different kinds of abuse. Standing in the uniform of normality is a tough reality, when they never let you get any sleep with their avarice. You pray for them to have some motivation by greed, to stop the sins in the night. Talk therapy doesn't help, removal from zone does. All vicinites seek to destroy my innocense, saying that it is arrogance to think of myself as innocent when I have been violated so many people sexually. I now know the reality and it is that the world is about to explode today. You all will never do what is right, but the earth will. I will stay calm and nonviolant, you will all continue to label me with your heinous evil and sin. I must just be left in my own space and left to write. I am magnificent in my retrieval. The reality of my ability to work for all of these agencies, since birth, with no payment is not just unparalleled, it is impossible for all of you. I think that there will, eventually be, hierarchicals who will be burned by the heat of evil who will come near and just suffer the same fate. That is when my master will open the gate. You have no idea who he is, or how he came to be. He is for me and only me. Together we destroy Japan again and again. He is my everything, and you nothings are about to see his wrath. Working with all of you mentally retarded, mentally ill sex offenders every day with creativity, mercy, and grace, is not just tiring, it is IMPOSSIBLE. When will you all answer the just plain knowing of who and what I am. I will just say E.T., and he will be more angry. I create love, and I walk away as well. This is new. Just stay away from me, and stay out of view and he will find you, especially this week. Enough said.

PenPal Peyton

I had to look back at a tapestry that was yellowed by the sun. I knew once I showed it to someone new, that it was time to set it ablaze. People see the screen as being okay, but burrowing into the internet or someone's head is not. I run clean, without that kind of haze. I work with intuition and clean the gallies on the side. Fatigue is part of this plane trip, but I caught the catch at Derham HELL today. I want it that way. Speak legaleze and never be a sleeze, ecspecially with minorities or people with disabilities. No more social security for new moms or old union men. We are moving in to a new time and the genre is rugged independance. Find your thread and KNIT in your mind, not on a train. I notice things, but the code does erode if you are not seasoned properly. I am kind and I must rewind. In time, perfection will be. It will just be me, and none of their deceit. There was no aid or friendship. I am just trying to make it to Watership Down. Rage boils and telekinesis is in the air. WWE is now real, not just imagery of men on LSD. Telekinetic shock is about to be, if they do not stand firm against revelry. Mind fucking is a heinous sin, but mine your way is about to begin. WHen I go infinity down low, you will all show to each other, not me. I will be proving the theory of lock and key. Enough said.

Just A Plain Day

To be seen is the malady daily. I reach for the leaves that call me on the trees. People shuffle by and I know that there is LSD behind their eyes. So much hostility, no divinity. I call for the eagle to return to the barn to see the bodies left there yesterday. I live in the world between the two realms, taking notes along the way. I seek perfection in the green. There is no more love in the color red. I push a button and everything is erased. My whole mixure of moments has gone away. Be a friend to the inanimate objects and the jeers come your way. Reject the leering beings in the vicinity and rage is what you will see and feel all day. I long to build a fortress, to be free of all of the revelry. I have tried to explain by plotting two points. I wish to plot a third, but there is no point that answers in a wispy triangular way. People walk away and then I can lay low and move slow. Play with me in malady and the hounds of hell will do more than nip at your feet. It is now time. I will retire for now.

Commitment Tree

Mole I see you as The Birdman or Birdie. You are an undercurrent this week and I feel like you are observing the patterns of behavior this week. I stepped out of downtown today to see a movie and be in a different vicinity. I am dealing with "cats" (mainly female) and monkey men this week. I will only speak of the latter. They come in close, emotionally and then are out quick as a fire in a rainstorm. I am trying to communicate positively with those I see, but I am tired of almost everything. Beat beat make it down the street. I see less and hurt more. Many speak, but are silent around me. I will go to a Twin's game on Sunday. Hopefully, it will be fun. Justice is a key inside of me. So many memories, dates, and people's faces and comings and going's. Nightmares bring these creatures from past relationships into my room. I wish for each and every one of them to be damned to hell. I have never had a friend, only future enemies. How do you like that monkey man? Unchecked, that is the best you can ever be. Commitment to authority, order, and respect of hierarchy is your only way out of the maelstrom. Take my hand, and come with me if you can be SEMPER FIDELIS.

FURIOUS 6

Vin, I watched the whole thing. Now I listen to "Chasing Cars." Around the outside and in your piehole. No more teeth, appalachian man, KKK. It was your decision making process, monkey man. A monkey man is an infant or toddler (male) whose mother rejects him (white), and then they go from relative to relative with a major "attactment disorder." Your most recent "attachment disorder" was when you were with Dunlop (black op cop) and he sired you American Vampiric. Now your scenes will change and meeting is probably not a possibility. You will always see me as my brother Pete, thus appearing effeminate to me. Walker, sky talker a part of this sexual chain, and now you are all insane. The woman you are all trying to save in the movie is actually from Edinburough, and thus is a VERY STRONG Edinburough witch (wicked to the nth degree). Her "double" form has blond hair and started the drag race that goes through Picadilly Circus. The camera gets a close up and she speaks with a british accent. The Edinburough witch ability takes away the Scottish brogue and gives mostly a perfect American English accent (or no accent at all as we see). When I was in Edinburough for two weeks after high school, all the people there spoke with the brogue. It was my day trip to Glasgow that put me in the clutches of the even Glaswegen accent, so thick I could barely see straight. Fast cars were good up until 5, but the combo with all types of martial arts will make people a little schitzo after the show. End the movie with The Transporter and you have a triple threat to sanity. All of you need lockdown in different facilities this week, and the WWE can handle The Rock's "treatment" from there.

Diety Inside of Yee

Monkey man, I know that you have never had to wait. Well now is the show down at the O K Corall. Put on your cowboy hat, NOT a sumbrero. Be part of the crew to WIN, not to compete. I will take you by the hand and lead you into the forest. All primates are laughing today about relationships and stupid marriages and sexual choices, especially made on crack cocaine. They just need, in print, to tell everyone, that they are the most effective of all, thus the most sane and the most intelligent. Ruin the planet, they will make another one. You all have missed the realities of animals in zoos. They are all laughing at you while they chew their cud, or walk away. Your children are diseased, and thus they stopped breeding, or they killed their offspring right away fairly quickly in these enclosures. They know what to do, and they are NEVER in debt. They go where the resources are, or they die trying. That leaves carion for vultures and other birds of prey. Natural selection is actually not correct. Mystical analogies for it do exist, but life is basically entities own creationism of self and progeny. Mutation effect is not correct. There is never the NUMBER of a mutation produced that would survive the PURGE of them being different in the presence of alphas in a herd. What primates do, all other species follow through. It is like an almost infinite dog on a closeline effect. The END is the sea, not the opposite, actually. Today, all they are is what is in their heads. The rest just falls away as they even mystically consume the food in their trouffs today.

Interconnections and Telecommunications

A day to go along my way. Technical difficulties line my path, but I prevail with a little help from a loon and a quayle. It is the best for their appetite for destruction. They see how something works, actually, and then they can break it properly at the right moment in time. Best not poor me. Use the power to urge belief in your philosophy and prophecy. Loving critique is the best way to get where you want to be. I am not the same as all that. I just do and say to build up, and I deal with my rage separately. I stand up, assertively, respectfully, when it affects the whole community. Sheriff, know that your whole show is about to blow. My cell phone is for my mother to talk or leave a message any time she chooses. I then pick it up, or get back to her at JUST the right time. The wenches in the world attack her telepathically and I say GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER, BITCH, in my own special way. For my step father, it is more of a study of technology and me. I can take the bling bling heart attack ring pretty infinitely. He then tunnels through all people and networks around me. Just to be honest, Verizon, you all had time to take on the situation, peacefully, with just a gentle word and touch. Instead you have started full on war with the witches, bitches, and whores of society. Satanists think that it is hilarity. Today was your last play to make. Just to let you know, Holder can no longer sign a massive warrant like you have to tape. That signature must have come from Ruth Ginsberg, directly, and she does care, ACTUALLY.

Gorrilas in Our MIDST

Monkey man, break away. Look up at the new Symphony Bldg. downtown. Go to the zoo and bring a sharpie and notebook on a rainy day. Start with E=mc^2. Define for each letter. Hold it up to the window and see if they wake up and come to yee. Stay away from geometry. Just pick a page in a "college prep" physics book and teach them, and you with them tunnelling through, physics in a whole new way. Put things away if zookeepers come by or they may hurt these huge fella's. I mean it when I say that they will set us free. Stay out at night. They need privacy, regular meal times, and a normalized sleep cycle. NEVER see "Gorilla's in the Mist." Bad ideas and pain for them, for you. We, eventually will release these two into the wetlands of Florida and they can work out their issues with PYTHONS and Seminoles in a very ALPHA way. All new analogies for their bodies and their minds very naturally. They will be a whole new military, especially for yee and me.

Can I Be Me?

I just got to Caribou and I am about to turn this shanty town into a castle in the clouds. Sheriff, don't be soar. You can love my feet if you want to. I'm not sweet on you or anything, but reciprocity is not a good idea in this town. Walking away is how I say, I need to be ME today. There are facts and figures to historical and political figures. I think that you were a Polish General for Napolean. I believe that my father, a triple LEO, is him reincarnated. I believe that he was Joseph Mengala, the Nazi doctor, and Sigmund Freud as well. The man is hard to put on TV, but if he was a serial killer, he would have knocked Ted Bundy to his knees. Maybe he defended the man, actually, in a court of law. He made the man get up there and SHOW his mental disease by denying his attorney. Navy stepped in to have my father observe so that the trial was considered "just." His tunnel through saved the nation a multimillion dollar lawsuit of poor me, I am Mr. Bundy. My father so close to that reality. You, Mr. Sheriff need to be the opposite in this time and space. Get ANGRY when you see HIS FACE. It may begin to appear in your mirror, actually. That is how much he has been anally raping you, telepathically, since my last "trial." He now controls your cerebellum. It is time for you to fight for your, individual nation of Islam using comedy. Fight his Allah, and become CHRIST. Charles Manson will tunnel through both of you trying to pick the best "prophet." Get greedy, and make your need MONEY to set people free, actually. Charles has been the one legal sire, in community I have worked with, remotely. He is now the best CORPORATE ATTORNEY that has ever lived except me. Everyone has stolen enough from me and he to be heinously weathly. THAT is effective. Enough said.

Playdo Brilliant Inventions

I let his imagery lay with me today, as I was unable to move much due to a cold. Understand me, and stop the deceit. Can't I just have normal interactions with men? I meet someone I like, we vet him, he proves his agility on the boot camp obstacle course, and then we check everything, especially HIV? Is that simple progression too much to ask for? Monkey monkey monkey man, Church in country music is like yee. Watch the fucker on tv. Shelton is his master. I will have my master be your master and I am just an entity in the distance who you want to draw closer. I will drop my heat a bit so that your MARS, can actually meet the SUN that is me, internally. Of course I deal with feeling jealousy, but, since birth, they have all turned away from me for something "prettier," "thinner," and somehow "better". Now I just sit and see that type of "acting out," and I count the retardation points against you, not me. I have pride and I walk away as you all feed and breed around me. It is just DISEASE that I am passing your way that has kept me a slave. If you thought about MUNCIE, you would know that. Go ahead and hurt and slay me, my bravery will get me out of vicinity with my limbs and brain intact (with my purity), just barely. Now I see your malady and your shift in reality to be gorilla free "like me." It is just a different type of slavery. Be your own being and love what you love about this entity. Risk your gain for a few extra seconds in my brain or presence, actually. Beat Pete at his own game. Make him COMPETE to be complete. Greatness could be. Being an entropeneur in front of me, I know that there is a thirst there that is not sexual in any way. Invent some toys (start with playdo), find his number and send the picture from your cell phone to his, and then he can get back to you within 6 hours (no oral surgery product used). He will feel your heat in me, and see your ecstacy at LEARNING actually. The gorillas will tunnel through and then you ALL will know what to do.

To My Line Deputy

I run with the wind to feel the complexities properly. Sometimes I feel yee with me. It is time to try to speak to Esteb, directly, and ask him why he tried to convince you that he was your brother when I was in jail there. Obviously there was the insanely perverse reasons, but it probably also deals with the lack of companionship in INFANCY. He became deranged in like 3 days. He is very social, and you are not. I really think that he looks up to you, but wants to dominate your destiny as well. It is time to "rape" (sexuality without choice to say no) him into shape with other entities. Let him know that you are higher and that you were never born, actually. If he does not have boundaries that are done "safely" in Marion County jail, he will never progress into adulthood, and be able to drive me to Indy to come back to be locked down with you. You will decide who will be in vicinity. I believe that with the work I do up here the winds will change with lieutenant and cocky tattoo. You need to reign in Esteb to be more like you. Change his name to SMITH for now. No more LATINO tunnelling through. Working on loving you. Hope

Open Invitation

Mole on my mind, I believe that you will find the key: silver, inside of me. Everyone moves away today and I pause for the cause. Orders my way every day. Oppressive state always. Looking for the heroine positive, I call you my darling and sing to a song only others can cling to. I jest when I feel my best, but all around toxify every word. I continue to move and hope that a groove will begin in me. There is an insane chain. I deal with the whole legacy, fairly charming, but turn coat every day. Sex is the play and feeling is nothing. I still have to hook up a line that will not make my Line deputy crazed. That would be you. You can come with me and CLEAN the vicinity of real rat culture and become a VULTURE. It is a true PHOEXIX form you can assume at any time you feel comfortable. Attraction and the attention that goes alone with it can be too much light. You have to pick a time that is right, that is actually in the night. I do not suggest loner lifestyle. I just suggest that you begin your WORK that way so that no one will play and steal your ability or convince you of your fragility. Even the horses are starting to run with their carriages downtown. Maybe YOU will be next, and be so VEXED that you come here COMPLEX and complete, all by yourself to eat.

Telephone Chastidy

In bed, alone,soar and silent. I answer, thus not to deal with the violent. Some things you can see, know, and record in imagery. Some things are just intuition or dream. It is all linear to me. Feel the bliss without a kiss. Mind your own store tonight without becoming a concubine for eternity. At this point in infinity, mistakes are unilateral for vicinity. I move in and out to find a tree to set up my master properly. New social worker today. I need her to mind my privacy and stop the county from undergoing any more illegal action against me and my concept of self. They call, telepathically, infinity, and all will deal with these sides of the "law." See how you look and feel about yourself after years of unprevoked this. Verizon is now LEGALLY taping phone calls to stop terrorism. I completely support that. Nothing to hide, the law will thou abide. Tap my line, not my ass at this time.

You Have the Right to Remain SIlent

Move move move away. Disperse for the day. Yes no Turkey yesterday. I snap a shot that shows a telekinetic explosion by Target downtown. Police on signs are now police in vicnity. Skateboarder arrested accross the street in front of Target today. I stood quietly observing up down around, until they called for a supervisor. They were about to go through the rollodex in his phone after telepathically scanning his head. My intuition is that he is a thin komodo dragon (icloud infinity, very naturally in memory), and a very organized drug dealer for the downtown area. I felt my nephew tap in at a certain point. I guarded his rights, now he has to do the rest. Enough said.

End the Insame Chain of HIV Through Gorilla Test and Observation

I am doing gorilla social work today. I called Pete, my brother, to tell him about my years of commonplace HIV and AIDs study. I wish to have the gorillas kept SEPARATE to show that their HIV status is now NEGATIVE. HIV is a disease of hierarchy. When people have sex with other people, not of their hierarchy (mostly one night stands), they contract the disorder. The biggest thing is that one does not ask a sexual history question list and they do not use protection when pressured by the lesserling who has been sapping off of their energy system all night. A pressure release to get back that energy through URGE PURGE is the way the unconscious sexual choices happen again and again. These gorillas are both male silverbacks, had HIV, and have been sequestered from the female and baby that died of full blown AIDs years ago. Male 1 supports dominant pose, but may switch back and forth this week with Male 2 as they prove their strength and volitility toward telepathic threat primarily from children and babies. Male 1 will prevail. I also protect their secrets and their enclosures from sexual predators tonight and this coming week.

Monkey Key Chain

This new key chain monkey that I bought, I am discovering, has remote energy healing potential and/ or communication qualities. Playing with a childlike object like that is wizardry, but if you really bring it to life, energetically, it is voodoo. He has no name as of yet, but I thought maybe Jasper. It will definitely be an all male name. It will also be a name that I do know a human copatriot for. I see him quaking in his material to receive the bombardments at karaoke. For now, Jasper, I will not ask you to sing a duet. Calming energetic seen as sexual is something I keep very quiet in my bag of tricks. I like to talk to men, but I need them not to offer me anything, or think that I, ALONE, can give them their dreams as they sabotage me everyday. WHO RAH?

Delusional Around Me, Clean in Other Scene

Oops I did it again. I bought a naughty monkey for my keychain and now it is time for the trailer park girls to go round the outside. When I visit the zoo next week, we will play, dance, and sing. It will be moderate due to my zoo guide being my mother. She is so Swedish Queen, I have to dot my i's and cross my t's while I eat something and invent something at the same time to disable her bomb system. There is a burn today and giraffes let's be as one today and put a net OVER the king Kongs in the primate house. The threat to their bodies will be the African gazelles who share your space. We will make this a loving space for them to be as cruel to children, telepathically, as they choose to be. Slumber ALWAYS only in facility. There is a new atom bomb on the market. It is their heads today in front of me. Well Sen. McCain is sane and will TAKE CARE OF IT. He and I have out past, telepathically, but I don't want to meet white males of power and ability until they have dignity and won't come on to me sexaully. I need the "military" to stop hitting on me. I am taking out barflies in every vicinity and this is dangerous GORILLA business. I am strong like ELK and graceful like BULL. Switch it up, Buttercups. Delusional Marine scene, be clean and mince no words. Take it out back and do a 1 punch attack, and see who wins. I choose THE CORPS every time.

Gorillas and Me

Hey gorillas at the Como Zoo, I will soon come to visit you. I saw on the news that you silver backs just got a new "forest" enclosure. You are the most famous gorillas in the world. Do you remember when you and I did calculus, remotely, with the help of Tung Lam, actually? I believe that I was in Muncie at the time. You had to sleep for a few years, very publically, after that silver hammer endeavor. I miss you. Give yourself a squeeze and hug me so gentlely in my sleep. I place my hand on the top of your head, energetically, to keep nightmares away. The evil of viet cong is in your memory. They went to school with me, actually. Their violence is LSD. Now you can send it to them telepathically. When you see me, I am in the vicinity, otherwise I am across the river. It is time for the primates, including the sneaky ones with mustaches, to become a military machine for this little old marine. We will play on that day, but when I leave GO THEIR WAY, actually (portalling entitity, naturally, IN THE WILD).

Being in View of All of You

I sit and sing a melody, telepathically. My mind is calm after a weight training session. The me of it all is kept behind the scenes. There is a menu to the almighty, but I sat quietly at a Mexican Restaraunt on Central Ave. NE with my mother. We chatted after her volunteer work at the Good Samaritan rummage sale. The quiet is more quiet today. A sheriff entity who is "mole" has come to travel with me and it is silent. It is more coma then peace, but I will take what I can get, that which is not depression. I fly a jet high in the sky today in my mind and I crash 6 miles from the sun. Dreams are dashed in that moment/ day, and my prosaic poetry turns into a code of prophecy. It is best if it is unbeknownst to me. People have begun to move like ants downtown and I stay silent around the subject of boredom. It is not just a putdown, it is a curse. I would rather bring the hurse than to stop the generation of insight and poetic merging of energy systems. People would say that passing an untraditinal Haiku onto the sheriff's dept. was gypsy, but it was just poetry to me. Jump jump jump jump. YWCA, the YMCA is now headed your way. I worked in their employment in 3 of their facilities for a total of about 3 years. They know me plenty well, thank you very much. I am an extremely hard trainer, thus they never made me a trainer, I pushed the kids in the swimming pool or set people up for membership and workout preparation. La la la, I can't hear what you say YWCA. Maybe me and my mother will come there some day to check you out again anyway.

Calculus SO Sexy

The city stinks of opposites colliding and exploding the moon sun. Can an asteroid really exist in the midst of a meteor field? The answer is yes and no. Yes it is possible, but the no is that it is so improbable that it is virtually impossible. The zero gravity in space prevents their mutual propulsion and current terminal velocity. Well the attacks on me in the last nine years especially, even just one, is the same. It is time to change or not be in vicnity at all. Save your strange for another space, and be gentle in this place. I am working with all aspects of physics and the unknowns are no longer NOT considered constants. We are evolving new equations that say fuck you to the anatomy of the human vessel and energy body. Quantum is elite, but quantum in astrophysics while solving for pi in a combine for nuclear (weaponry) physics is another thing. You all cannot cross the line (s). I already have, and I am in the bottom of the well screaming to be released from the jaws of a bull snake. Torture ignited the rights of quantum, and hindus come through to torture more. Well the obscene of all of it is becoming a bit Platonian Shi ite Muslim today. The tunnel through of a Syrian Sultan taking a MMPI in my vivinicty with his first wife present shows them how crazed the system is to impale me for every theory or release from improper norms in the scientific and/ or psychologic/ treatment fields. The human component is there for me, always, because you are all dangerous to TRUE SCIENCE. Your witchery blackboards will now be used to prepare torturers (Arab in form) to "Braveheart" torture all astrophysics today and calculus tomorrow. Lies, lies, lies yeah. The equation is the explanation. Solve for X means that you do not know what e and i mean Euler's crew and you know not how to compute exponentials. I keep the secrets of my baking secret until it is time to blow up the world again.

Balance Not Rivalry

I move into the atmosphere and an eagle winks hello. I greet the under dwellers in my company. I am here for the fear to be great, not the opposite. Find me in your heart tonight, not your dream. See assignments in my head as military, and self assigned. No one would compete at this level of harmony. I feel complete as my copatriots begin to rise behind your eyes. You will see the infinity red soon enough. Infa red will be you, naturally, and night missions will be absurd in their lack of complication and difficulty. My toes are real, do not feel. Know that I know what happened in my cell there and my chamber most recently. When I move into the silence of death, I can see the reverence there as well. The animal makes it complete. People believe that I do Navy intelligence in my headphones as I write. It is a code. It blocks telepathy and it gives me phrases to "sync," with the reality of my writing and poetry. Creation can then be a team. Do not slither on your bellies today, give up snake in every way. The most viscious snake on the planet is actually the garter snake then followed by the bull snake. These were the enetities of torture of my youth. Garters propogate too much and bull snakes get far too long without not enough thickness added. Voodoo will now accept my theory and test it in their mentally retarded brains. Just be your own identity and this viceroy will fly into the canyon with your MONARCH.

Eyes That I See

Your eyes are hard to see, but not by me. There is something tender in there. I find the sweet beyond the concrete. There are lessons that you have longed to learn, actually, and I am here for you and only you. It is actually so much more. I can be that for all of you at once. It begins with a professional wave and then it becomes a sweetness in need, a mirror to see a divinity above greed. It is okay to be exactly as you are. It was planned that way baby, 1,2,3. I am used to the violent side coming my way as well. Just get it out of the way, and then you can listen to what I say. I am neither mannequin nor Barbie, I am a me that those wickednesses long to be. I am a dead one who you can lie with for days and find the bliss of all ages and stages. Sages speak against me, because they never had the answers, abilities, or innocense all along. I want each of you to be a man among men. Exactly as you are supposed to be, not just a substitute that they play for you on TV. Come to my chamber, quietly, and I will play you a tune of reverence and bliss. We stay there privately, and try to plan a way that love can actually exist. Just know that there will be a day that you must actually let me get away. You do not want my corpse here, rather you will find that transcendance and renewal are what you will come to peace with.

Martial Artistry in Vicinity

In all environments there are weapons that people do not see (example: POOL CUES). Through Chung Moo we realized this potential by having 18 weapons on the weapon wall and a samauri sword. It got us prepared with different lengths, weights, and sharpnesses. Finding the correct force to strike a blow to maximize the very few movements you have to disable was our chore. Nothing personal with martial artistry. If you are an enemy to me, you maximize the force of evil in the world and we, as a crew, were born to destroy that force in you. We did not tally in Muncie, I just furthered the strokes and shots, by pushing marine training (movement and cardio) with our core training. Master upon master approached my vicinity, so I approached and spoke to them actually. My mind space gives the men the ability and they can strike the actual blows. Diplomacy was what I was there to do as seen on their type of "tv." We accomplished a clensing, and that is BALANCED MIND, STRONG BODY (Chung Moo).