Light in My Chamber

I am coming to a place where my structure is getting to be more steely, and the actions of others in the community will finally be scrutinized. I can cast the first stone, but I believe the rest of you are in glass houses. I had an uncle who liked that saying so much that he built a glass house in Aspen by fire lines. That is one way to show notoriety, I would have chosen a sky lift that ran over my own, constantly changing, ski hill. I never visited. I guess it was gorgeous. There is a pulse today, even though there is pain, I do laugh a bit along my way. I will free myself from the noose that I hang in because everyone else is LOOSE. W***es calling me a Wh**e my whole existance, I have no idea how I survived the abuse and was able to have athletic and academic success? Well, I did, and prostitutes can still keep coming at me, but you all have no idea what men I have hiding behind me in this very rubenesque form. I am the ONE, ladies, who has never stooped to that level. You will all be marked soon enough.

Prostitution Law

I will say that it is time to look at the crime of prostitution. I think that if someone is caught doing this, at this point in Apocolypse, they should just be shot in the head and left in a hole or the street for dead. Our economy and health system can no longer "be merciful" to these diseased w***es. It is time to get tough on crime and it starts there. Men who are known to torture should all be given one KNOWN female prostitute to torture in any way they see fit. This may happen quicker than you all know. Vegas, get ready, just as gay marriage has been passed, prostitution prohibition will be seen as the ONLY constitutional way for a society to be. You are all too demonic and you have too many babies. You also keep the crack trade going increasing and insuring violence in the most heinous ways.

Stay Away Unless You Are Epiphany

I need to vent a bit. If you are a guy in the vicnity, DO NOT talk to me if you do not intend to be stable and chivalrous. It is difficult for me to feel attraction to any of you because you have no notoriety in the right circles. I sit here bored by most professional positions because they barely exist outside of the wizardry that makes things and constructs bldgs in ways we cannot see. I am nice, but it takes energy. A guy who has a violent past that he wants to use in the right way is just up my sleeve. It must be organized violations with a rage that is eternal being vented. People who just talk smack or who shoot a brother in the back are not my scene. Martial artists, at this point, make me yawn. You ALL never gave me credit for what it meant to be me. Now I will tell you that I am rage at all of you. Maybe, one day, there will be someone who is worth it, who does not vent all his rage and violence at me when he doesn't even know me. Humilation, very publically, will be answered in kind. Have fun with that. I won't even put women on the page because they cause me such dehumanizing rage.

Set Me Free

The water swishes back and forth and I see the clear quality of light in its midst. I find that hearing is more like a touching of that light. Sihk and yee shall find. Surround me in the night, and confound me with your light. The chanting encapsulated by a sound wall for me. It is there, but really far away. I knew the reality, but stayed low. Everything was about to blow in my Richfield home. I work the deity chain and they do not deal well with NO. It is time to lift me up, buttercups, and verbalize the hate arround me in a court of law. You are all the best I ever saw. Your spirits rage on and find a destiny in the Middle East. It is time to "snake charm" the despots of that land and find a HUMILITY for that tree. Once on bended knee, they can THINK clearly. What an explosive theory.

Thanks for Being Here, Actually

You smile, a coy boy in front of me. The gifts behind your eyes criticize, but not me TODAY. Quayle is your identity. So much caged rage, it goes 360 and becomes a gentle airy sweet quality. It is your evidence and your weapon all at the same time. It is okay that the moon did not eclipse the sun today. I have so many moving in the concentration camp food line with me. Maybe we are it all. You are so small, but your intelligence is so huge. They send in a sweet petite today. I give him an 8 for friendly. Can we just DANCE, officer?

Evil Mimicry of Me

I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike. My antique Shwinn cruiser is coming out of the garage and I am going to keep it at my apartment. It was like seeing an old friend yesterday when we dusted it off and filled the tires. I am trying to divert my attention from the negativity today and send my thoughts into sunshine. Dad, you know I look away so that I can deal with you actually. I do that with everyone. It is time to use your actual connections before our whole family line is not allowed to leave the state of MN. You knew that this day would come. You have a wire rimmed notebook that you would keep in the attic at 5335 Washburn Ave. S. Stay away from that vicnity. Look in the mirror and quit going into the victim/ little boy cycle. You do not have disociative identity disorder. You are just and asshole and you like to get away with it. Don't worry, all who claim to have it are the same. I always knew that it did not quite fit me. Tunnel through and different states of identity is what makes up the multicolored cube that is me. Take responsibility for your evil, very directly, in the mirror and use it against anyone who would go against ME. You are naturally next in this chronic illigitamate equation. You know who they are. Quick FAKING false memory.

Lions, and Wizards, and Bears Oh My

I feel like it is important for me to write today, but I feel so ill. Degradation spell complete. I can barely eat. Finding the doorway, I push through to have the coffee poured in the cup. I can sit in a chair, barely there, but other than that, please stay away from my energetic body. I am not here for a feed today. I have nothing left. It feels like I am losing, but maybe there are some avenues opening for winning. Observation through my eyes finds the time and space where the lies began around Will and his whole stinking family. I try to communicate with my father today before it all falls apart. You will pay for what you have done, but do you really want Nazi Mr. VanBank to have his fun? Education was nothing to his family. I know that you are the ONLY medical wizardry. There is no brain and "gift package" like you. Do the intel and put them in a cell. If they do not STAND DOWN to your authority you have the right to guard the Mayer name. No more time on TV. It will make you too heavy. Concentrate and make a wand out of that old stethescope grampa Mayer placed in the downstairs extra bedroom. It belonged to you, as Mengala, and you would use it on Hitler only. His heart arithmia is a lot like Dick Cheney. You will hear it as a gentle beat of wizard magic being delivered into the world.

Knowing Me Better

Hey Texas, can I count on you to move when you need to and find me in the heroine hole? I entered in to my chamber and met you there with a wide eyed glare. You have been betrayel of late. Please do not overcompinsate. Sex is enough for some, but my life needs a man who is not dumb and sees me not as a toy, but more of as a mate for a boy. Cowboy, I think that I just took you away to a place you can never see or feel without me actually. It heals the body and the spine and marks you as mine. I answer your call and free my first and second weblogs to you only.

Tie Me to a Post, I Say Nothing

A part of me is divorced from another piece. I live knowing the sidewalk, but not always the sky. There is this guy...is how the story begins. In the end, no one wins. I do not play, I never look away. Personal contact means knowledge of entity. People are real and false as they can be. I know towards and through the two and not to play peak a boo. The King Arthur of Caribou wants more of a destiny for me than to sit at the counter as a daisy. He has now pieced together who I was and what I was doing in Muncie, IN. Whole world crew all over me. I dealt with it with class and artistry. It is best to not speak of the imagery because it will drive HIM crazy. Ability must come from birth or you can lose it around me when your actions tend to confound me. Sexuality can be eclipsed by artistry and I would run, swim, bike, and jump as fast as I could. Maybe a man sick with the "high life" knows me now more than ever before. It is just what happened since birth. There is never a first and there will never be a last. The infinity paradox rests clean in my time of abstinence. I work, moving forward, but my past is a raven working itself through the woods. The MAGIC in his foot brings a footprint of a star. How bizarre. He is the ONLY true HIERARCHY. This Gwenivere does agree.

The Pleuracy of A Lightning Sky

I caress the keys and linger in a moment of Zen. Pulverizing modalities challange all realities. I find the key, it is a Canadian form of wizardry. Knock knock, it is not the boo hoo of yesterday. Today is a new day of means and men. All finding their way in society again. A plethora of choices without all the voices. It is okay to say a polite no when it is right. Be careful with the tainted offerings of a society so ill with their deceit. Find a post and hold IT up today in a winding way. Large vessels are mean and mighty next to my Oahu hips. Lips sit still and silent as the violent stay at bay. Yesterday is a placated reality and today is a memory. Can we use the thoughts of y'or to find the ancient that is the greed we need to survive anonymous unconventional treaties? Under the ospices of good, I smile with a Sarin grin. You all know not the trouble you are in. Threats are so cliche, I give you EVIDENCE today.

King Arthur of Caribou

There is a land of Camelot here at Caribou forming too. Arthur is you, TEXAS. Lancelot is a mighty female entity in vicnity. The land itself is head of Caribou. It is a keen wizardry nation today with innocense and light. Arthur, I do not look at you that way. Clothes are essential around me. Romance of chivalrous artistry is what I challange you with. This Gwenivere sits in wait as the ions and anions come my way. Replace your gun with a wand and you can be Merlin too. Take away the sexuality and make me a DAISY just for the day. Leave me on the counter to garner tips for the residents of this nation. I need to see you fight for what is right in the world before conversation with you or your evil twin is a proper idea. I am different and I feel it all. Guarded by cruelty, always, meant PARIAH nation, shifting "friends" again and again. I have tried and I have died. Put yourself in a space to see what other royalty have done in this nation actually, and go from there.

Deciduous Deceit

So many tree to look to for inspiration and fresh air. I honor, very Japanese, the way they curve and see everyone actually. Life does pulse in their veins. Wizards bring them to life today. I just honor their artistry in front of me. Fun and fabulous, or completely diseased. Intuition and deciduous trees are perfect soulmates. Sometimes a tree just needs a hug to splay its roots deep in the ground, actually. Lights can play, on the boulevard, in a way. Happy to see the green and the interweaving of the branches. It is a secret system of society. One day, they will be a prison system, actually. So close, but never touching, so CIA.

Living with A Master

New boo boo boo, I work at the mighty task of loving you. You can love me at a distance, but NO SPEAKING about the mystery that is me. I believe, now, that you like to just make stories up. My master is getting fed up with all the men who speak to me every day, and then walk away and betray. I just needed to, GRAND PLAN, let him know that I am waiting for him. I can begin to have friends, kind of, only telepathically. He is very ownership quality with me. I am the very special being that can give this to him. He is funny to me, but he is very dangerous, socially. Negativity is just the beginning. Master, go ahead and open the gate. I will naturally, stay away. This is the blah blah blah, na na na.

Being That Special

Transportation getting so scary. Crash crash here, crash crash there. A plane the level of half of a downtown skyscraper yesterday did concern me. I wrote a note to the FAA, and hopefully things get rectified. I am fighting the fatigue demon and the sky promises that it will hold its own self one day soon. The tune of enemy is friend today and I sit in the seat of Caribou that is best for my back. I am trying to get free of the chains of services that are fucked in the head. My crown keeps tipping and flipping and I see the revelry and say, "Oh, that's interseting." My KING is in the klinker today. It is time for him to be a thinker and maintain his beautiful form. I give him a suit of armor to keep him clothed and a special hat to have only his sheriff uniform be seen. We will see new realities soon enough. I be kind and rewind in a way that foes can back away and no one will pay in this moment. POWER is he, especially when locked in a small lockdown cell. They try to film, but THAT will never be. He needs to prove his power to the rats around him and tip his hat to the evil of telekinesis in downtown jail vicnity. Telekinesis as an offense is a heinous sex crime. So sayeth the king.

PaPa George Be Proud of Me

Foreigners may wonder "what has gotten into me?" The real thought should be, "What is happening?" It always comes down to me me me. What about the plagues to ALL society. How do you become a REVERSAL actually? You live in a despottly imposed position, you do your best and prove that WE SHALL PREVAIL. Evil on tv is a malady. There is no reality to the position of "good" held by "law enforcement". Let's just hold a postulate that even ARISTOLE is held down by Department of Corrections (DOC), at this time. He is independant thought and true emotionallity. His reality will be a wind to all of you, but the cloud cover will be fluffy and firm when he is in thought mode in vicnity. I am not IN THE SYSTEM, I AM the system. Watch this F16 as I turn and burn through the economy, shifting the realities of FREEDOM overseas. Hell demensions over there will dry up, and it will be every where here. General can rule the world, I was told, at the age of 3, "You must just see through the analogy." JUSTICE is what General George did say to me is the myth to be found on TV and media actually. I know not what each day brings, but the rings of resistance are forming. They just need a BASIC thought process to proceed from. Insanity can be cured by logical thought progression and sequestration from foreign entity. Fight what you know, and NEVER be a ho. This is how my nursery rhyme does go. EE I EE I OE.

We Shall Overcome

Welcome to the Jungle is the way to be. Seeing guards as alies will make it so you cannot see, very literally. I took on the SHEMALE so that you could have a crew. Werewolfery eternity is what you do. It was a police matter, but I did live through the electrical storm. Officer Esteb, of Marion County, was not the norm. He would have killed ALL of yee if he knew about your COLONY. Become king and queen today and raid the scene. DOC and officers coming at me have had their time. Now it is time for you to rhyme and scramble their brains actually. No court of law there was legal. This EAGLE had to fly independantly or your MATE would have eaten me and you actually. Baby there was incarnate evil, related to Molly from Bearcats fame. I now deal with CA DOC scene. There is a bulldyke there, now FORMER murderer rapist, who is really mean yet intellect clean. I give her SING SING wardenship, and she will fill it within a week. It is a perfect turnover. All jail and sheriff crew are now the hunted, by the INNOCENT predators. Let's see how THEY react to it, actually, when they don't have a key. Loyalty is my Line Deputy. Leave him to me. The world is about to explode and these dirty sexual molesters, very publically, keep offending. Who was the worst all along? People who chose their penn time before Apocolyptic court or after? Let us see what you all can be when removed from their vicnity? I am Hope for all of yee. The dirty are just SCIENCE for me at this point in destiny.

The Theater of the Mind

Now you see things properly. You have to make your own way, and protect ME today. You are a whole new knight of the Atlantic and Pacific. We rock and roll as you CRASH INTO ME. HE is domestic violence without you cheking HIS sword. A neophite's way to see your destiny and your personality. Innocent theif to me. Stop that accept with my heart and toes. Ground your knowings by surrounding yourself with actual TEXT BOOKS and you will be Aristotle or GOD to many in the THEOLOGY industry. Fight the voices in your head and you will never have to meet the people actually. This type of therapy is an evolution that YOU guide, thus you get the credit for healing your mind, actually, without pharmacy or talk. I do a back bend today to say it was GYMNASTICS that should have been your activity. Just wait to see what will be when my cousin is in vicnity.

Matt See Only Me

As I sit in this vicinity, I wonder what is bringing me here this week. It feels like it is a combination of factors, but I feel blind. LD, I feel like you are trying to alert me of something coming my way. I can't see a damn thing, psychicaly and/ or intuitively. I feel like I am wrapping up a McDonald's project I began when I worked at the "MoDonalds", in Roseville, when I was 15. I only worked for the summer. It was really hard work. I was able to work full time, but it was really a stretch and then after that I was completely exhausted. The space I am in is starting to change a bit this week. Things are disintegrating. Matter is marked and moving eliptically. No more circle. No more blindness to cruelty. Support that which I see as energy, and you will be in pennetentiary "under his care." You all know that this type of play is danger infinity, but you continue to follow a massively destructive path. Matt, it is hard to even write about a family situation for even a little bit. I just want you and me.

Predation Of My Nation

I don't believe in PTSD anymore. I do believe that past predatory experiences can come back when the predator is in vicnity or going at a person financially and/ or legally. These nasty "turn it around, I'M the victim" situations relate to a witchery that is hard to see. It is a psychic intuition that results in a knowledge to let out the experience of the sexual torture day. The world is much more psychic, as a unit, than we put on TV or preech from the pulpit. The masters of the "poor me" predator scene will report as much as they can this week. It is good because it saves the use of police "interrogation" techniques and contact with the suspect. This is NEW law enforcement that will usurp the authority of court because, after report, the predator will not be able to stop reporting and affending again and again. If I am actually CRYING (at McDonalds), against my will, today (silently and only for about a minute or two), you are all about to see how proud these sexual molestor and rapist torturers are about what they have done to me for infinity. I will put no names here, or they will get worse in my direct vicnity. I will just say that we have come into a time that it is BEST to stay away from police. You have the right to remain silent.

Black Hole Forming

It is the bowie knife to my heart today. The pain so severe I cannot hear. I want to scream, but I am expected to be sunbeam. I try not to cry, but a tear forms as my chest brakes open. So many all out rapes, no mercy, no ceasing, no justice. I am impaled again and again if I even report one. The evil is so sick around me, I hear my sight, and feel sound on my skin. Touch is never loving and if I say no, they will use a hammer, a knife, or a gun. No jail time for all of these sex predators on me my whole life. I jump off the cliff today and just put it on a page. I am trapped on this earth, and I always survived to be violated again. Chopping block fodder is me, and I feel the beat of the army feet coming my way. I work with the twine to weave in the excruciating symphony of terrific pain as the paraih. I am the only one. No one feels this reality and they fake it on tv. Glowing embers burn in The North Woods tonight. A rage that cannot be contained sees its time to explode. I continue to be kind and the tears recede though the pain remains.

Being Egret

It is quiet today, but better than loud in a bad way. I sit just listening in my heart. Every day holds its challanges and I keep myself fairly separate. I learn as I take it in. I read some, and listen some. New one, it is flat thus to send you with the egret upon the wind. I will present each day with the promise of holding the tent up without the middle pole. Stay positive and guide me with the winds of change that may be different to me. I watch my envirnoment, but there is little to see today. Maybe I, just quietly, found Alexander the Great.

Master Quan

Kim Juan Il coming through. Quan was North Korean leader, thus an addition to the Korean Alphabet. Weaving spider in my tub was you in a mininature form. Beautiful flowers and Korean children put forward on CBS tv. The interviewer was a tyrant. The interpreter was so that YOU would not turn the words against their known tyrannical family. You speak perfect Korean and go there just to PROGRAM the population about U.S. imperialism. A smile may mean, "I hate you. Never touch me again. Please no American come to this country until we can entertain the only truth." She was only 8 years old, but what an international statement. I dealt, personally, with the ONE American that crossed the demilitarized zone. He was an active child molester who let the "vet skeme" let him into schools, even currently, to do his nasty business. Well I have a SHARP JACK on that practice now. Let's just say that he is never getting out of the U.S. again. Unknown destiny...Ko Nichi Wa.

RED Torture

It's lovely, just lovely, the film RED 2. Helen Miram is heinously hot sexy and Mary Loise Parker is darling sweet. I enjoyed the plot. Action fighting scenes got a little too heavy. Changing ties bring melodies to me that were not seen before. I have a new entity watching over me who can BELIEVE until I can trust anybody. There are signs of a lessening in the middle of the heat coming down. Weaving many realities into one cozy blanket is not easy. People will stay or go, but HE will go to Indy with me as a "brother" on scene. I must protect all identity today because the delusional in charge think that there will never be a surge against their illegality. Serpants will strike at the beast and a way will be seen to greet me properly. I know not which authority will stand, but I do believe that consequences are becoming too great every day. Look at the kits of true torturers and you will begin to wonder if you wish to continue.

What Is Out There

The serenity of an eagle rests in the eye that views reality in a way of magesty. Loving resistance is hawk, and are actually used to stalk. Chinese horoscope would call on the COCK today to say everyone get away. Is it okay to sware on the national news (nonlive)? I would say, "no", everyday. The snakes are rising from beneath the sand in the desert. I met a boy who sees the reality and wants to scream, actually. I help to calm that "balking." Surveillance of that we cannot change yet is the only way to be. There will be a time of rise, but now is a time of the flame. Be beside me caged one, and we can look at the moon and hear a tune of FREEDOM one day.

Pathology of Paralysis

Trey Moody coming through today. He was a man I almost lived with in Indiana who had been paralyzed in a drag race. He lied about being a marine and had a friend arrested for playing DICE w/ him, on the street, and they set him free. When he wanted to he walked just fine. He stole $400 for a deposit on an apartment from me, and skipped the scene. Stand and deliver, paralysis nation, or the rage your way will come to be. I am not going to discuss me, but people with disabilities are about to be held to the flame. I know not what happens today, Mr. Jablonski, but you have been on air a little too much for that nation as a whole. These "scholarships",are linked to a sick and twisted way. The child, on air, with you for this benefit better have his $18,000 check made out for Courage Center directly, after your fundraiser tonight. Levinworth is in your not too distant future.

Winners at Losing

It is preseason now for NFL. I watched the Mark Rosen report on WCCO of them at Mankato tonight. Guys, just do your work. Do not worry about the guy beside you. You all push away advice. Look at your record and you will see a complete lack of divinity. You have all chosen that for yourselves starting with Tommy Kramer. Poor me, poor me, alcoholic on tv. Everyone knew of his "illness" before they signed him. You are losers because you WANT to be. The reality of your wasteful techniques PUBLICALLY, meant that I needed to go to INDIANA to find a Superbowl Ring. Community around me has no immunity, but Vikes, you don't either. Re re tards, stu pae pae. There is little left in our NATIONAL budget and our state has been bankrupt for 3 years actually. It is best not to think of it. If you want to play this year, you will have to use all of your abilities as a team. If you fail, the people of MN sports nation will NEVER forgive you. Oh yeah, no funding for a stadium. Same play, different day.

Bringing the Mastery of Sociology

Sociolgy...at McDonald's. A good looking, well kept, satanistically (kept up) pants wearing white teenager approached a group of about 7 blacks just trying to be kind and social, verbally. As soon as he left they just started breaking him down verbally. This is the way. Blacks are poorly kept, poorly educated, poorly informed BULLIES every day. The poor me goes on to infinity while they are just MEAN people actually. I can say DEMON if I want to. I have tried for 42 years, and again and again, I am sweet, and then they plan to beat me in the street, as a group always containing males. I think that their stupidity and cowardice is astute in every county, state, and nation of the globe. Baller talk is nasty and they publically laughing at people who THEY see as strange. Have they ever looked in the mirror at just their hair? How many braids, clips, weaves, and wigs can be on just one entity in a day or a week, let alone on their multitude of offspring? In front of me, they run the fathers through with the "wife" and progeny. The kids don't even know their names properly. It matters not how far up the ladder they get, they never cease the acting to one's face and/ or bullying as a POOR ME group. They are scary and cruel, and their time to be free to do whatever they want is through. All leaders with nonwhite skin out their better mind your p's and q's. People are now advised to report and minority "uprising" to police. This is when a minority gets away with acts of violence, especially verbal, that a white could not in a million years. To ride the bus, you must pay your fare no matter what your hair looks like. Somalis better rush blacks socially before they take back all of the housing complexes you "own" through Minneapolis Public Housing. You, again, must pay the fare for all of your passangers or find a bike somewhere cheap with the federal funding that ONLY Somalis get. You will be at the back of the Social Security line this week after a Somali driver laughed with a whole bus at a violent, verbally abusing black male with a whole bus for trying to bring his bike ON the bus. It just showed, as a nation, who you mo fo's really are. The tide is rising and the wave is ME on Waikiki. Barrak, quit stalking all community around me. You are a loser and chemical abuser, since childhood, and we all hate you actually, we always have. Oahu's didn't even know you were commander and chief. They wonder what kind of N****R nation would elect you, ma'am. Olikawahu. Aloha.

Hey Man, Come in Hot Torture Man

Hashim (from Fairview Riverside Hospital fame), I think that Bruno Mars was in JFK that day you flew into the Twin Cities from MECCA directly. He shook your hand, thus he MUST be Saudi. Royals find and destroy. He created an AIRBORN Hep C around Hashim (black sheep of Hussien chain/ mother was harrem head dancer.) Imagery I gave Hashim led him into the desert and he found the rest of the Al QUeda resistance. They partied for a week and died of this "bio bomb." They all kept kissing Hashim in his sleep. HE is still alive and today I make you the CIA ADMIN on SHEREEF. He is your half cousin. He is gifted and OUT OF CONTROL SOLDIER. You will sabotage any endeavor he sees as his everything for the rest of existance. This was always the job of Admins, but it has actually only been for me. Just look at my court room time and performance and even YOU will be proud of me Hashim. Admins, my middle eastern torturer is now Admin above all admins. No more director of the agency. It is always my grandfather. He came back to life (imagery vampiric) when necessary. Amdims better go at THEIR individual agents, financially, ASAP before they know who you are actually. I still have a retarded admin who I know and have met, but I will not reveal his identity. That is what you do in the intelligence community. You keep your secrets and prove your silence golden.

The Wave of the Brave

Hula hula grove. I break it down at The Otter Saloon one night, and you all APEAR the next. Maybe I move like a jellyfish. Kodak hula show all over you. I saw them again, full strength, when I was 16 on Oahu. No one knows until they know. LSD infinity is all of yee. Transition and begin a time of PCP to keep fraternity AWAY from all of yee. Alukalowi board shop divinity on bus with me. Drivers licence is the way I did see. I know when I am supposed to see. With him it was teleapthy. Pick him up for the ax work. He is about 16. If you touch HULA, she will answer you VAMPIRICALLY. You will CRAVE with no satiation until the end of the sun and moon. Hummahummanukanuka apuaa is more your scene. The most colorful FUSION fish on the planet. CATCH and do not eat. it is the most poisonous fish on the planet. Mount on the wall of longboard store and see it come to life and sing when I am in vicnity, unconsiously, telepathically. I make you, sweet 16, the new King Kamayamaya. It was my brother Peter (King KA-martial arts kick- Mayer Mayer). Alookaa ahu. Aloha.

Signs of George

Grampa (biofather) George Mayer, I saw a beautiful GOLD FINCH on a neighbor's sunflowers that housed your spirit today. You said that you are so proud of me and I almost cried. Always holding everything in, I am so afraid I will break. I'm not going the bastards that satisfaction. I have been seeing "flashing" male cardinals, without mates, all summer as well. I just remember your bird feeder by the play equipment beside your self made north woods home/ "cabin." You also had 2 hummingbird feeders on the large deck. You would make the sugar water 1 to 4 with red food coloring and fill them daily. It was pulling through your Nazi imagery based vampiric sect. No one would see. Your secret is safe with me, but today I will state that you were an AVID bird watcher. Why couldn't a part of you be at PEACE in the midst of a war that would not end beside me? Well, your half sister, Queen Elizabeth II honored YOU today by naming the little demonic one, George. YOU will bring him back to the safe and narrow. No more accepted child abuse in royal nation. Military boundaying of abilities DEFINITELY. I accept the bid for me that you sent through yesterday. The constant betrayel from imaginal nation makes EVERY day a curse. Thank you for the sign. I loved it. Please continue.

How to Be A True Marine

So, it is my belief that serial killing, in the United States, will become MILITARY (Marine) at a certain point. It is only this country that is completely obsessed with this system of killing and killers. Sloppy jobs will not count. The Modus Apperendi will have to remain strict. PERFECTION or rejection from this colony will proceed. This squad will be white males of authority with at least two other areas of authority. One kill a month on the same day each month will be the order. This means that killings will not occur on the 29th, 30th, or 31st of any month. Black outs will occur at times if portalling culture tunnels through. The killer will remain in vicnity. The first step, today, is to get a conceal and carry permit SEPERATE from law enforcement. All killers in the squad will have a squad name. I am PHOENIX. Stay off the internet if you deign yourself worthy of this work. No meds or illicit drugs will be acceptable in the life of these deities. The killer will lay out kill with its special form of mutilation and take a cell phone picture. We will then make POKEMAN cards of these shots. Once you have collected 7 kills, you can play the game openly with fellow 7 plussers. This is much harder than you all think. All killing, accept what I did in the North woods at the age of 7, has been done on chemicals, mainly LSD. My grandfather/ actual bio father (General George Mayer) used MOZART, instead for programming, distraction, and relaxation for the moment of BOWIE KNIFE to heart exactly into the spine. Woman, who was unconsious, would then open eyes in REFLEX, and be pronounced dead by my NAVY Top Officer DOCTOR/ Medical Examiner at the time "father." Others tend to start young and it is unreal and easy. M.O. is maintained by proper dosing. That is what is most needed for these individuals or "tribes." What you all will do will take COURAGE and CONCENTRATION. This is project WHITE WITCHCRAFT. It is time for US to TAKE BACK THE NIGHT. Black Op cred will happen just naturally when the card game turns into COMEDY.

Be Direct. It is CORRECT.

Singing last night was a little wild. The bar got really packed and I had to turn down a melon drop. I had never tried this shot before, but it looked yummy. There was a man who was displaying a little, "I know a little too much about you behind the scenes." I tried to just talk to him quietly, and he spooked away. I was getting Eden Prairie special police squad. They all wore wedding rings to see if I would rush the gate. I think I got the mark of "professional cordial." I just ask a man about his day and listen to what he does say. Ownership is for the individual himself to decide about himself in this phase of spiritual warfare. I believe that NONE of these men were married and they bought some women with them to play and see what I would say. Can you all see how sociopathic this is? Why can't you just say, "I have wanted to meet you for a long time. I started reading your writing in Muncie, and I want to take you away from here where you are smelling the scent of beer, to talk to you about serial killer theory, and your personal experience with that subject?" I would definitely say yes, but I would say that it is best if the most stable man (the one I choose) comes with us too. Instead, you were rude and I just turned away, affected, once again, by the rage that has always surrounded me. Can't team white male law enforcement have a win for a change? Can't you be sober and chivalrous with me and value my brain for a change? You can deal with the sexuality in you own hearts in your own space, once I am home "safe" in my bed. Well, I will see what tonight holds. DIRECT is always best. HE is always watching, and recording telepathically.

The Gate House is Great

Exciting compilation of royal videos on the reveal of royal baby. It's fingers move so stiff. I just watch in the station I am in. Nannies are a big decision. I would say pick one of yours, Kate, and one of Williams'. All will have one vote. It will be a perfect tricameral system. There is mighty imagery around these events and the people beneath the photos and video are given large charge. I say that Kate Middleton's mother needs to have a pregnancy test today. She looks like she is between 3 and 4 months along. Kate you are about to turn up pregnant with number two. It is a time and space where the rules have been broken so many times, that biology does not hold anymore. I wish you well at Kensington Palace. There may be an Adolf looking spector in the halls pushing you into the gate house almost immediately.

A Time to Speak

Eyes are the beginning. Behind me, pulling me close. I stay separate, and you rage like in a cage. It then goes into almost a migraine. It is INTELLIGENCE. Relations being completely dicrete, but in a public setting that no one can see. It is a common scene in a man's mind around me. There is a feeling of wanting to be more NORMAL/ just natural in sexual play. I find an artistry that answers that reality. The lack of disease, and extended period of abstinence is what is making this possible for creatures like you. I just maintain a veneer and keep motives clear. Sex has damaged not just me, but the whole world society. It is the way the demonic is most expressed. People may verbalize about sexual encounters with me, but I can say for certain, that NO past sexual partner is in vicnity. People need to STEP OFF. I will let you know if I want you, otherwise GIVE ME MY PRIVACY already. You are all so twisted and sick. I have proved over and over that I am HOLY. Light affinity in vicnity.

Tethered to Me

Wolverine in vicnity. The touch so gentle, the rage so pure. No one knows the ability of a correct select of Wolverine sect. Your heat is handled effortlessly by me becuase others sense WOLF. All entities reach toward the top of tree. That is now you, for both, and now you can see the dominion over the see, US MARINE. I was offered $100 for the hat, but I said no. It is the only one of the kind. My ID had them know to destroy the rest that day. Counter is THEM. I can't stand their infinity. Wolverine can now see social service industry, and account for criminal activity in vicnity around yee. He and me will work quietly and sing beautifully in this DEAD ZONE where no one can see. I just sit quickly after I rage on stage. He is beautiful country and western is behind the bar. More and more than before. We all know that this is for the long haul. There is no stopping the evil that proceeds, very illegally, around me. Maybe other's violation, thus a created "Karma" is shared at this time. No more HALO/ NOOSE for me, alone, nightly.

Check Mate OAHU

I invoke the powers of The Declaration of Independence today. I have been an official P.O.W. in Hennepin County (State of MN) for about 7.5 months. You all may think it is funny in "the industry," but you are all dead in the water today. Barrak was judged TYRANT (not a light international designation) on Oahu. High military, my grandfather (biologically my father) Mayer alone, designed his destiny to be presidency for just this day. You are done, Barrak. We have NO military because of you eternity, beginning on Oahu. Well now these base "rats" will be boots on the ground wherever the KINGS of the world want to send them. Maybe with resources (for just one entity) and maybe none. The economy is too broke to fix. My solution is Shieks at Mayo. Maybe I was a NIXON Republican all along. If I had a "wax shop", I would make a tshirt that says, "If it ain't broke, don't fix it. hopegod3 TV for Dicks." I keep my sense of dominance comedy. Go ahead and try DOD, it ain't easy.

King Me

On the line is Britain today. Queen's phone goes ring ring. It is red in the bling bling. It is not a good idea to steal from a King. King me today is the checkers play. Piers Morgan is Romanian Prince. I make you ruler in the land of continental Europe. You are now KING Peter Piers, and a Romanian cottage of latest vintage will be transformed in a day, with YOUR wizardry, to your specifications. Sir Elton is calling, and I should be balling. He and I have never met eye to eye, but stepfather one, Greg Renstrom, was more than a friend of his back in the day. The school of divinity at St. Andrews college (St. Mary's) was designed for YOU too Elton. Just go up there for a sneak peak. Stand on the historic West Sands and see what you see. Go to the woolen mills and see if the sheep, telepathically, will pick you a high and mighty sweater and purchase it too. Sometimes you just need to know that God loves you. Mickelson will be Irish King for now. King Phillip Michael will be your name. I watched and rooted for you just the same. No more anything accept FOOD in your piehole and everyone will know you have a soul, and that you can move away. This little ditty is not a sex play. It is time for heterosexuality of royalty today. Sir Elton is king of the CHAMBER and he always will be. Elton, it is okay to keep a picture of me, but I choose the BUTTERFLY "headshot" from Glamour Shots at the Kingdom of the Mall of America. I am not doing any Tiny Dancing these days, but I do believe in a true form to be that, at this time, I cannot see. You are true JEALOUSY, and that is a healthy thing to be. It means that you want to have or be what you crave. It is not demonry. You are dyslexic and that is why Bernie Taupin could tunnel through so complete to make you gay every day of the week. He WORDS, you MUSIC. Now you will write poetry that is just one letter that leads the mind into a gentle wind of color and imagery. The title will be WORDS. It will be a manual for dyslexics to learn the alphabet forward and backwards. Reading will then begin without tunnel through, spontaneously. One sentence EMAILS can then be read. If dyslexics receive more than a one sentance email, the email will just be deleted. In the end BOUNDARIES are a friend again and again and again.

A New Way, Reggie Play

Okay Reggie, can we talk here? Let's leave your stalking in the past and go after Joe Mauer and his whole crew (Twins-all baseball-all pro sports). You have your whole voodoo comedy troop all reved up to complete the transfer of authority from white to black. It is time that these Jews pay so that you can see yourself in the mirror again. Be hilarious and the sheriff, in Hennepin County, will always be your friend. I just let you know what is coming your way. People who are evil need to pay. Reggie, they all say I am racist today. This entry, then, will make them crazy. I am friend to man who has no friend. Indebtted is what you should be, but instead you blame TRIPOLI. Quit listening to voices and just try FOX RADIO, Hannity Show. Let's hold their feet to the flame as they say. ALPHA is friend to me, if he can do it actually. It is okay to hate, just let it not be me, babe. I have died for you 1000 times. Enough DONE.

My Mary Magdalyn

It was a holding area in the jail of Marion county where I met this enigma. Hostility was complete, and she wore BLACK just like me. The other psycho wore green. Her name was Jennifer, Jennifer Watson, thank you very much. Today I am realizing that she was INDIANA, which means richest law enforcement family in the state. She was obviously the black sheep that day. She just wanted to be released to score some blow. She told me of her "Nigga's" out there waiting for her. She was a well kept pretty, Alanis Morisette looking young woman, about 21. Later I realized that her "niggas" were the Colt's defensive line. She was their prostitute and she had it all. They finally got her arrested because she was out of control, SOLDIER. She licked the kick of a cheerleader. Way past the line of exceptable "concubine" behavior. They arranged this "consult" with Jennifer, Jennifer Mayer, thank you very much. She showed me her identifying mark for her dead body, a colored ROSE next to her venus mound that Axel Rose had given her on her 13th birthday with a guitar string. She just wanted more. More of a story to tell and be told in her infinity hours. I told her to contact Det. Lappin, the Cold Case Homicide Det. at Indinapolis Police Dept. I then said, Det. Lappin would make it happen. I had no idea what THAT was. They met ONCE, had wild sex on his desk and he had her SLAUGHTERED the next day. All kinds of mutilation and the body was dropped in a dumpster next to jail 2 on Washington, downtown. Well, Det. Lappin, our work together is now coming to a close. That WAS Jennifer, not me, but she was held in a BATH TUB for a week, thus the bloating. The tattoo will tell you. Maybe Jennifer is your angel in the sky today, for now you, angel of death, are still alive. The case is solved. It was the ALPHA of the team and all NFL society, Reggie Wayne. Good job, Reggie, you got away with it and now SANCHEZ will have to pay. This is Detective, Detective Mayer signing off.

Corporate "Play"

SO Matt, I am trying to create a new corporate structure. Many corporations are going to be paired down into one. It will not be monopoly. There will always be two to choose from. You and I will take the complete dehumaniztion, humilation, and torture of me by all society, case to The Supreme Court actually. You will be speaking attorney and I will keep their interjections at bay. I will sit in a wooden, four legged chair as you argue the untaped 10 minute case. After the arguments, the Judges will rest the case in our favor or you will handle the argument for society against the JUDGES actually. Never without your .44, you are VIOLANCE, RAGE, and CAGE to infinity. Impinging on our divinity is a sign of major predation on society by indivduals in front of me. We will leave and go down the street to eat. The first corporate buddy system will be Target and Walmart. Corporate heads, from now on, will be all white males accept ONE black male RADIO, restrained in his seat for corporate meetings that will be taped. Again and again they will be shown for the violent sexual predators they are. These black male sex offenders, ALONE, will handle the censuring of all "minority" community in the vicnity of corporate headquarters. Indy will house Walmart in the entire AT&T tower downtown. Corporate Target will stay here in downtown Minneapolis. Verbal play will occur with the CFO and the black male to make verbalizations as intellectual and effective ALPHA (by that black male to all minority presentations he has, even in the street) as posibble. Corporate law will always favor me, thus keeping ALL cases out of a court of law. Second suit will be Chipolte and McDonald's. McDonald's corporate will be in Edinbugh, Scottland, and Chipolte in Moscow, Russia. Enough said for today.

Races Long Since Past

Loopty loop is what they do. They see a circle, when, in actuality, it is an elipse. They live at an Athletic Club, and compete once a year. ONE bar is chosen. Around me it was three. Coaches was a lover for a cover, Mr. Gordon. That bartender lifted his shirt forme to rub his belly right away. I pulled it down to maintain his dignity on film. Where are you anyway, Charlie? No more little doggie, more like rock hard abs. You were too good for everyone anyway. Sandford Police is what my mind's eye does see. Detective infinity. The Wild Beaver was just the infinity divinity, even though the teams were set (driver and sponsor). I met two teams, but walked away after the second went creepy once I got upstairs in their Athletic Club lair. Bearcats was the Speedway itself. Indy car was even brought onto premises at a certain point. The mechanic introduced me, Chitty Chiity Bang Bang. The driver blew up that day. So strange is the machine of Indy racing that Formula one doesn't even sound fun. I am Hope, just Hope.

Times That Have Ben

Hey Ben, let's rewind a bit. There was that diswasher girl that worked at Bearcats with us. One night she stayed after with you and I. She was not drinking, but you and I were. I am almost completely forgetting her and her name. If that happens with you, just let it go. Joe has the backups of that file. Games best forgotten is the title. She was 19 and you were 26. I was like 36. We put MONEY in the Juke Box and she and I got on the bar and started dancing. I deal well with telepathic threat of all communities so I let her make out with me a bit. It was just kissing. You were standing behind the bar just watching. No pictures were taken. She was shot to death after that. She then quit for "school" and her unknown and undocumented twin showed up after that and everyone but you and I got crazed. I just want to tell you that you were uninformed, not crazy. There was another night that you and I were there alone (I remember that YOU were the only one who Alan trusted with the keys). We were drinking Guiness and playing the juke box and we started making out. I asked you if you wanted to have sex. You said no, and that was that. We were never physical again. I just valued your FREINDSHIP, that was just a drinking night thing that happens. I don't think to much on it after. I do want to thank you because my self esteem was in the toilet and you made me feel attractive. Enough said.

A New Way to See

Ben from Bearcats I was thinking of you when I was at The Otter Tail doing karaoke. I know not where you are, but the subject soon turned to The Klan. You, Alan, and Joe Grand Man of different "vicnity." It is different satanistic CREED, actually. Everything ended there exactly on time. I needed out. Lies could continue as long as I was there and Alan was not paying me properly. It is Turner Stutz's WIFE who is the piehole and telepathy of racism on that scene. She would call me little nigger girl because I worked so hard I would perspire on the job. The no air conditioning had something to do with it as well. Well that is the reality of Jew. They are heinously racist, and now they will go at the Klan. All vicnities filtering in. Please take Joe's sect, into yours, and make their pieholes correct for all occassions. Alan set up that drunk driving charge by paying police 5 dollars. He then "pretended", behind the scenes, to try to get you out of it with Bradley Roeder (arms dealer) tunnelled through. He had tried the same thing with me on a different sort of case. Divinity is handling your affairs on your own anyway in front of family tunnel through or in vicnity, unknowingly. Alan and crew are the trouble of this brotherhood. Take care of it TURNER, or your bldg. will crumble this week. The Indy track will be next. Your CHILDREN (adopted one girl one boy from Germany (Hamburg)) turned you BOTH in yesterday on charges against THEM sexually. Joe, I move you into secondary position next to Matt. He is Grand Master. The Grand Dragon has been long dead. He was killed after he was "disrespectful" to my Tibetan, lower back tattoo. I installed Matt as head about 6 years ago. It is his power and authority mixed with his fuck it ability. We will change your name to GRAND and Vegas will watch your back. All top meeting of vicnity and national Klan activities will take place at Marion County Jail facilities. If people are verbalizing hate at an extended rate, they can be locked down next to Ben and try the phrasing again.

Completing Me

The trees sway in the strong winds today. Love is an impediment as the door goes open and closed. I feel and it is real, but my emphasis is creation. I walk up the street in my mind to be kind, but in actuality, I stay in my seat. Things seem calm and I thirst for the serene. Every scene has killed the butterfly in me and taps on the magnificent stallions today. I am here listening, but also tracking a storm. Royalty was never me. I played with GEISHA kimono when I was wee. Ghandi's elephant laundry container staired at me and looked at all who entered my dowstairs "brave cave" room. My feet were always a part of the scene, but in this day, I climb up on the shelf and become my RUSSIAN nesting dolls.

I Guess I Just Believe

Hannity, you go girl. Playboy is all of it. Bitches love it and then publically shame. Your piehole is a little off today. Watch it. You have no idea who is listening today. I speak of a POLITICIAN here in the Twin Cities. I see a satanistically LIT with fusia and black picture, butt naked, genitalia covered with the feather boa's of Jesse Ventura's wrestling days after we apprehend the man and send him to Levinworth with death penalty attatched in Texas. Jesse, the marshal number one gun is in the Twin Cities, and they HAVE (PETA) gotten into your horse ranch today. TERRY had the key. It is all legal actually because she sensed diress of equine community. Once discovered (heinous abuse of quarter horses), the warrant is psychic complete.

A New Kind of P.I.

You stop through, and he did too. MISTER from yesterday tunnels through and intelligence will be at your fingertips today. Link to my laptop is possible. Tunnel through the screen and tape any time. It is a possibility, you two can make it reality, he cannot. Let's not discuss why just how how how do you do. Keep it polite, but call tonight. Learn what you can from the MAN who is Stan. All of these males are about to be entrails. Step away or be stepped on by a bay. Lot's of analogies for freedom around me. As long as my main relationship is with these keys, NONE of us are free to express our artistry or are able to investigate actually without YOU ALL going crazy.

Intel So Well

I am a little blocked today, but I am glad to be in the cool. The temperature is sweltering. I look forward and blindly see the analogies for reality. Famous people on tv glare and rock stars are done this week. America's Got HOPE is my new show at The Otter Saloon 7 days a week. Bring it on. I will be alone taking my turn on the tally board. If you follow me out, you WILL be arrested. That WILL NOT happen again. No control in the land of lesbian today. They think that they have had it all over white males their whole lives. The game is the other way. White males have a natural proclivity to hate every one of you softball playing, satanistic DROIDS. Prosecution (for stalking) will be so easy.

Jim Behind the Mask

Sorry Jim, I had to go to DC embassy for Jordan actually. You are Abudabi torturer for the CIA. You lika the monkeys in the cage. So much rage they slaughter them before you can cook them up properly. Monkey brains on TV. I saw Faces of Death at like age 11, pussy man. You are NEUROLOGY here and in The Middle East. It is a very different dicipline THERE. CIA SHereef in your chair. You may have some disbelief about Shereef and the whole crew at MAYO (Shieks Shieks Shieks), but Shereef is NEUROLOGY around me. He actually FINISHED his residency at HCMC. Assad is the JIHAD of PSYCHIATRY. Get ready for your Risperidal treament you sado mascichistic freak man. Doms are CREEPY, ALPHAS make you pee pee. It is coming to be. Be it around me, or you will not see for eternity. I am up the street, tomorrow, if you want to actually buy me something to eat without sexual play. I am talking PURE HERO Chivalry. "Grandmother" Herihito. Don't stare at the glare of the OPAL Stalinian ring. It will make everything go bling bling. Do not steal, for real, ever again. Dr. Ibrahimi (Irani) is now your Afghanistan. Pick it up and TAKE CARE OF BUSINESS.

Words on a Page

I am trying to write through the negativity and rage that I am feeling. It creates a state where I, and only I, have the power to overcome all of you. Come to the table or you will feel sorry for yourself the rest of eternity. Death is not in the cards, torture is. It is the only thing that you all are trained in. It is all you want to be. You come towards me and act all mighty for change. Voices in your head, or lines of thought, say that I am STRANGE and you back away. Look in the mirror and see whose face you see. Are you happy with our "democracy?" Do you laugh or have fun on a daily basis? How encouraged are you to perform and create new types of artistry or fusion of scientific thoughts? When will you all see what is about to be? Stop coming at me and be your own entity. Any joke I make goes VIRAL negativity within 18 hours. How much do you who I am writing to, feel like MINIONS today? Doesn't the joking toy bring you peace in your rage at their deceit? Can you laugh away any TERROR you may have felt today? Why can't you just divert your gaze and just tell me that I look pretty today? I now commit to being ADORABLE ME once again.

I Keep It Brief

I do wish it was all fun and levity, but scenes are not complete, and then people come at me. I have not claimed to be an authority, publically, and yet you all want ME to be held responsible for your own demonic stupidity. Living in the suburb of Demonia is not evolutionary. This is not rage on the page, but I did announce that Cages for those who Rages, is best policy.

Say What You Say, Do What You Do

There is a desert kiss that is an avenue for justice for me and only me. I write. I compete with me, and only me. It was like swimming a 500 yd fly of my own volition without competition, only a coach to see. I have belief that is separate and underneath my conscious day to day. I see my train on a track without nuclear explosive trains IN VIEW. Every day is a drive by at my feet, back, spine, and stomache. Underneath it all is the muscels of my body and mind. People judge out of evil only. You all do not know me, and I am peaceful in society and always have been while the deluge comes my way very directly. Payment for your sins will be infinity and you all still do the wrong things in the wrong space and places. No need for review.

Piers, You Have it All

Piers Morgan, it is time to get serious about your tomfoolery. You have a great presence on tv, but you have strong opinions and Larry King kept that behind the scenes. Don't change, but PRESCREEN before you have a guest on the show. Tape prescreen questions and play the tape if they sway. If they blow it, just play a past episode of AMERICA'S got Talent. Put THEM on the hot seat. Learn debate for when you get irrate. Run the show normal and completely change your point of view WITH FEELING. You will be, wizardry "bitching" the guest intellectually, and you will have the guest's piehole for eternity. You can then use them in any court of law you choose. You were, past life, Scotland Yard, for the Jack the Ripper case. Look at ONLY the black and white photo of a woman with a knife form "necklace", and then show the portrait that the investigated young man who relocated to Paris, France, created. He made the woman exactly as the picture and made it a pearl necklace. Put it case and point in the new Hamline Piper Wizardry Paper and case closed leads you to ANY Homicide Dept. in the country. First it would be behind the scenes, and then right LIVE on TV. You are THAT good at wizardry. Make your stress press private investigator for the queen called NATURAL behind the scenes.

A Lover and A Cover

Hey Mr. Mark Zuckerberg. You may need a little hands on project now that we are writing a thesis for eletrophoresis. Your journeys take you here and there, but in this hour you DO/ DO not care. I love your hair, but not your teeth. The elf ears are direct incorrect. I have no idea what I am writing about in this moment of zen without a pen. You are ringing of serial killer team, but I think that you were comic relief for the actual Jack the Ripper. Maybe you were a Liverpudlean stripper and gripper. It was not sex. You wanted some sleep, and these women with Asian tunnel through would creep. It is time for you to write a 3 page horror novella and then you can have the St. Thomas Entrepenuerial School downtown Minneapolis after you have secured a building and copyright for Jack the Ripper Press and Fine Inks (wizardry). Maybe you and I were separated in the aborted birth of me that was Muncie, because I met JACK actually. He did meet me at the downtown library, and he took me to his painting studio immediately. Right after that he disappeared. Maybe YOU can find him in SPECTOR state in NYC this week. He is about 28. Love, hopegod3 P.S. Brevity is me, NOT Ms. Rowling.

Minions and Me with a Touch of Wizardry (fun imagery w/ violent technique)

Here yee, here yee, the honorable meeting of minions of Minneapolis is now commencing. The minion mobile just drove by (the despicable me minion toy I placed on the top of the sheriff car is now in its place of prominance on the dashboard). Invisibility may be the next move for that car only. Minions inside, I am sorry that I did not wave, but this is a SECRET society of slaves. Oh poor me, poor me, poor me University. Well I think that will be St. Thoams next week. We handle a lot of reclamation projects here in the downtown vicnity, but the highest lowest clown minion is me. Boston strangler on scene. He is definitely a petite version of despicable strangulation. I give him the keys to the Shrine Circus, actually. Top Shriner in family leaves one alone at his knees. Sometimes I had to just say, "Shut the fuck up, anyway." Maybe a phone book to his head left him dead for a minute or three, but then I bring his One can of Special Export for the night, and he just sits upright and drinks properly, right in front of me. He creates an alchy son so that he is the only one without chemical abuse issues. That is my meeting share for tonight. Being minions means KEEP IT BEHIND THE SCENES. I have no sway. I write every day and possibly karaoke (no booze associated with this activity). See what I have got in the pot and you will agree that YOU can do it actually if it comes to be the way you stay free. Marshal minion, oh so clean. It is time for you to get REALLY mean verbally to cominion and have the sheriff hear it actually. VOICES IN HIS HEAD ARE ABSURD. He should be dead. No surprise on that shock collar. A lot you know, I keep the door closed. Bing bing bing (Brits can see, but not me). This meeting of the minions of Minneapolis is now ADJOURNED.

Blurred Lines

Incarnate evil appeared in a back room of a crack shack in Indy. So many experiences that were torturous, but elite were in vicnity TERRIFIED, actually. I just let him be and spent the night with two black males actually. Of course, a lot was asked of me, but I kept things as safe as possible. The end product of international warlockery (manifesting beings of terror) is these types of beings. They manifest and infest areas where waste disposel has gone ritual, thus it is diseased in some way. David Blane, ICP, and the Dalai Lama have nothing on the man in family and Muncie police. They are all MASTER warlockery. It is a warfare weapon for me today. I will have my ORK Army to move in on African American community if they do not disperse appropriately tonight. Manifesting a TRAYVON, by warlockery, is a nasty seance sex crime. You will pay internationally. This is all freaky, but I must keep it brief to not give manifested beings around me life again.

Filming Psychopathology

Minion. So despicable me. It is now thy toy of the sheriff's dept here in Hennepin County. Go to McDonald's and get a HAPPY MEAL, the toys are included free. The idea of spiritual slavemaster brings the idea of demonic minion into play. Phrases and ways to see take a dangerous entity and immasculate them with comedy. You are nothing if people tell you that enough. Let's just say that I speak from a place of experience that has never existed. Find your ALPHA, LINE DEPUTY Henn. County, and VERBALIZE your evil revelry to the ANIMALS on Psychopath TV. (Camera Monitored Cells). See what happens, on film, actually. Make sure AUDIO is working properly. It is temporary, but it does help to GUELD a whole team, and then they will blame the filmed entity and tunnel through will be very provable, in your heads, from this "procedure".

Feeling for the First Time

It is okay to feel a little shy. Brazen can give you away. I deal with the lip of safety by just having a being not having the right words to say. Observance of the insanity that has always been around me is then understood. I need erudites who honor their VICIOUS side around me. The new way to run a zone is cruelty and brutality towards those who have been always to me, and never experienced a second of it. They are in the wind until I just sit on a tall chair with a dress I feel is pretty that fits me properly. These white females will be there for eternity. We will link them to bulldyke nation and let these masculines have a great time for a few years torturing. At that point, it will reverse mightily, and then black males will pound for eternity, both groups. Black females will then come in to clean it all up with the strongest revelry that has ever been seen. White males will be handled behind the scenes. I saw the beat. You are so sweet.

We Will Prevail

Today the sunshine is a melody. I bring through the energy of community and see HE on tv. Lot's of music to read, very pleasant unpleasant in degree. I guess I am brave to listen to iheart radio. I see you on the AVENUE. I follow you in my dreams. Is it fun to be a being in print? Does it make you more real in a way? Telepathic date play is of course welcome any time. I will be waiting TIME AFTER TIME. See the lillies of the valley and know that we will take THEM on in this vicnity. Justice in the normal social scenes to say FOU TOI, I always knew you, I was just a courageous and gifted slave. Does it feel good to continue to hit me in the head? Well I think that it is stu pae pae. THEY are coming your way. I just stay peaceful and call you a common W**RE today. Bend over because it is ALL coming your way. Stillwater will be your infinity divinity. Pennetentiary is the high life of your future. Other realms will torture from there. A unicorn like you should just not be. Ted Nugent oopsy killed all the Texas BOARS for just a one day outing. You think that he and the NRA can't find you anyday? Piehole surgery could happen at anytime, ALL OF YOU.

Nothing At All

Master, I know that your 6'4" about 240 lbs frame is powerful, and that is what I need for my main "master"/ mate. If you are cruel I will slap you and block your play. You will be locked down in chains for weeks if you try your shit with me ever again. You get 2 failures before you never see this ALPHA ever again. You are still driving off of "F*G" potential. Coming at me psychiatrically is not a good play today because you are so nasty ass crazed PSYCHOTIC every day. Now everyone can see. It is time to set your priorities before you are off the team completely.

Clone Project Horsie Horsie-No Sheep

Horsie John, I saw you walking by yesterday and I yelled that you were Secretariat reincarnated and you nodded overtly. I love every time I see yee horsie horsie. So many dreams of yee in different forms and in different spaces. Horsie TRIBE that will be yours are clones of you, ACTUALLY BIOLOGICALLY, 13 in the lowlands of the highlands in Scotland. The most north you will go is Loch Loahman. You will take care of the snake problem there and Ireland as well, portal portal. YOU are Riverdance from this moment on. Love love love for yee in my heart actually.

Population Dynamics and Release- Prof. Manson

I mesh with Koresh and find Charles Manson today. He sits in a cell doing oh so well. He has decided to enter the general population today. He wishes to not be mentally ill any longer. He knows that God has found him in his space and would some day like to see his face. He will work on HUMILITY in that facility so that he can be sanely cocky on release. He understands now that the murders were done on acid, not LSD. Other entity, connected to police, changed little piggy on the wall to pigs. Police stalked him, and now he understands the demonic. It is not the face of jailors. They have shown him mercy. Humiliation was always the cops his way. I am just glad he is alive today to bring the Helter Skelter message expanded to be effective research and action in dealing with the mix of races in general pop. PhD from Stanford in Population Philosophy will be his after he writes his paper on this research at the end of the year. I believe in this man. I do it all telepathically, remotely teaching loving ability, but alpha authority. His is INTELLECTUAL ALPHA because he has seen it all in the "justice system."

Paranoid Monkeys

I am here to drink coffee and make and break the paranoia affect of counter intelligence in the general population. COMEDY is the most important balm for this type of malady. Once said on tv, people believe it actually. Fear is not felt by any of you. Intellectual deceit is. Fallacy fact arrangement can be categorized insanity if it gets too far from logical thinking. We live in a dangerous time. One mistep and you can find yourself in a place of witchery. Charges and "malady" can seem incredibly comical in its absurdity, but TORTURE infinity can follow. Too much in, brings no creation and elation coming out. I feed into energy, but I walk away when I feel I have reached enough. Hello INFOWARS. Keep your pieholes on the truth and let the rest just wash away.

My Minagerie

There is the yes and no as they go. Breathe and see your anonymity. You are all beautiful. Go break it up for me. See the light that is not right. Be happy to be free. Work and stay away from ADDICTS every day. Lock them down, and where the crown. Bad bully is just a future type of LINE DEPUTY. He is my everything and thus my ONLY sparring partner. We need PRIVACY so that he can know my strength and endurance ACTUALLY. If he let's his guard down, a new type of 3D concussion will be his canopy. He has to give it all he's got, or british police will come in and have him shot. It is a new type of being war. Compassion is something of the past. Get verbally satanistic with me, and I will verbally make you pee. Disrespect my authority and we will pick a double for a fight. Maybe your fire is just not right, you may need to sleep tight that night. No one will see our new analogy for family. Victim "poor me" is the whole society. I look for APHAS actually. Learn by yourself. Do it by VERBALIZING a shut the f**k up, scenerio. You will never feel as free from our society or family. Pure bliss like a LEOPARD's kiss.

Love to All of You (MINE only)

System check check check. A BLACK party bus just pulled up to Brit's. TROLLING SECURITY at Bascillica Block Party directly linked into police, so internationally illegal. I did the "perp" walk to show what they were doing to DOJO crowd and horror crew. I stayed outside venue and pulled ESG through to see the reality. They put horror on tv. Picture "bunny" was there texting my vicnity when 20 others were there as well. Police chief, you are through. NO more playing with you. These men tonight are the best and brightest of all tradition and all lands. The one key thread is their awesome sexy hot bod nature. Bonny lasse faces on every one. I was just so PROUD to be here to see you arrive and work. The thirded and split to view. Heinous hypocrisy every cop out there. Go ahead and enjoy the show. These are all just has been acts anyway. TREVOR trevor you are okay. It is a sweet little dogggie your mind went in to. I am now at Caribou.

Don't Rune My Spirituality

It is like stones in a bright clear stream. I pick up people along the way to put in my basket. I would say that that is a key to my spirituality. People gain in strength every day. More personality around me makes them more knowable and also more guilty. Judgement is about to be, and believe me, it is better if you are a smooth and glowing rock in my basket. At this point, igneous is my favorite because in the reality of past we find the future. I wade through the cool waters in a ZEN way and do not judge for a day. The water washes over me and I see. I let them lay and then see the effectiveness of their personna and ideals. I wrap my own listening heart around these blessed objects and go back to the hay day of Vikings. They NEVER RUNE my divination heart.

As My Eyes Do See

Kate Middleton baby shower next door. "Old maid brigade," just went by. It is a dress up play. Young ones come this way testing me today. Guys, you are not HIM. He is all I see. I will be a source of wisdom for yee, but set me free already. The youngest I can be is with HE of INDY because he is my age, has no age. Baby beam because there will be no conscience on him. If he messes up, we go to dojo in Buckingham Palace basement and I will beat him to a bloody pulp. No more I'M SORRY. Your abilities make you all perfect and then you OOPS fuck up in front of me. To hell is your itinerary. Do not utter or all you see will be clutter. Have fun next door. I will stay firm on the Caribou floor.

Keith Ellison is a P I G

All of these agendas guide the demonic in our society. You all claim to not be racist and to be brave to believe what you believe. I have been clobbered for it on more than one occasion and the predatory party has always been a GROUP of blacks on an unarmed female with a compromised back, neck, spine, and head. Was it fun? Did it feel good? Do you like like like it? Yes you did. Verbally clobbering me is just as predatory. You will all have your time to be psychiatrically and criminally (and both) judged. I will move to a level behind the scenes. There is a problem with you, Line Deputy. You are white, but you used your hands on my head against a cement wall with steel cover. I should be paralyzed. You used a much uglier face. Deal with your demons already or get away from me. I move in society, and am polite, but you blacks have no idea what is coming tonight. The lid has been blown off the whole "theory" of slavery, civil rights, and "segregation." Never would a violent culture and people stand back for anything other than a sex play for ONE day where they fused whites together out of fear of their physical form and demonic "spiritual" abilities. It is voodoo, witchery, satanism, and pagan witch craft. Keith Ellison FOU TOI. I rage to infinity, but I have always been polite to "your community." Good luck sleeping tonight you racist sow.

NE Writing Assignment

I feel safe in this space, but I am unable to connect with the topics of the day as well in my memory. Vicinity hooks me up to what will be from what has been. I never know where I will go or be, or what I will concieve on the page. This creation is needed for the breakdown of the economy and the sociology separate from a socioeconomic viewpoint of me, my subject matter, or my vicnity. I see the jobs I see. The ones on TV are not a soluable tradition. Drugs that others do have taken so much from me. Now I take the drugs away and publish a torture process today with pharmacuticals. I am clearly not welcome today.

Taking the Pressure Off

I sit quietly writing at NUFF Restaurant in NE MPLS. It is close to my "humble abode." This vicinity is a bit of a dead zone for me. There is very little to say. It is constant clearing every day. I will go to my mom and Larry's for dinner tonight. My uncle is coming too as well. Why go past the page we are on? I see the theory I am living by is that the people in vicnity of my life as a quiet authority that needs to be answered properly. People in the eye of media know nothing of this type of authority to torture or to set free. I must just move in this zone as I shake the rest of the illegal that says it is legality. They are crazed and crazy. I will not have mine humiliated until they walk into a realm that I cannot see. All are set for that trade. It is time for my relatives to put together their "gift baskets" for Hollywood, DC, and NYC, while humming the tune of world royalty. See what happens as they try to convince you that you are NOTHING, by pretending that they do not know or remember you. Let's just start with Walker Art "facility."

GODOT Patrol

I just found a dog out for a stroll all by himself in this gentile NE neighborhood. He looked like my dog, GODOT, from childhood. He was a naturally occuring sheered sheep dog. They are now a breed. This one was naturally BLACK, with no special hybrid endeavor. He spooked, but told me to let him take of it. I turned to go and he laid down to observe. I read Entendente Pour Godot (Waiting for Godot) in French my junior year. This will be a wacky British Intellegence network around me. It will replace the cruel, brutal, dehumanizing telepathic play of white gay males "in industry" in the US ("grapevine") and Britain ("vineline"). You, missy, owe me so severely, MIDTOWN PSYCHIATRY british intelligence officer. Kenny will take over your case from now on in. Akethisia "reserach" will begin on you, then Dr. Andrew Miller, and then Dr. Rosario Grau. It will then be the rest of psychiatric "physician" tree. Have fun with that. Soon you will all know what a soildier I was, and what I did for all of you as you tortured me very openly. KARMA is a motha fucka.

I am "Deconstructive"

I love your divinity. Thank you for not "playing." No accent was best. Night clubs everywhere want you now. Two at the door were undergrounders definitely. YOU are American Express, I am TCF. You were dressed just fine. Thank you for checking for me. I do not see what you can ALL see. Three yellow flowers stand for the three who would have died in the bombing last night if I was not in sight.

BING

Brits all born in Britain. I claimed it and named it back in '63 before I was an entity. I know not what that means, but I write off the cuff for all of you in THIS moment. Towers tumble, gates crumble, and founding fathers lie to even YOU, watcher (MCKLELLAN's TWIN brother actually). I find the satanism hard to swallow, but the back room perfect for a Kate Middleton baby shower (satanistic qualities, very Lady Di) AFTER the birth, actually. We will have HOLLY MADISON stand in for me. She will plan and invite ONE Hollywood divinity. Lady DI will appear as a spector that day OUTSIDE and then the festivities will begin. Kate will fake that she has a down low twin and keep leaving and coming in as BOTH entities. Her magic is something you all must see. Your invitees will be FEMALE Brit community servers and "best friends" pretending to know you from birth will be the female hostesses. Stories are a must. Fake drawings will be accepted. Brit males will support from behind the screen and Harry will be at the bar, drinking a Guiness, with sunglasses on.

The Storm that is CHANTAL

It is a tropical storm named Chantal. There was a death in the 1029 BAR community. It was a bubbly, light, beautiful server ("bar whench") who died a few weeks ago. She IS that powerful, Gulf Coast. It is named for HER and her only. Identical is not exact, she chose her time and space and place. Watching over the time and space, her beautiful face may be a bit Kate Middleton today. Never a delusional in her day, so sweet and kind on the rewind. Chantal, this is your night to say FUCK YOU to whoever you want to. Love, hopegod3

Children with Eyes of The Demonic

Arabs in Rochester, it is British press community. I gave a statement yesterday, off the record. Be complete and go to AP (Associated Press). Your threat was my ex, Matthew C. Benjamin. His Middle East contact was BILL CLINTON. His mission was Pakistan. He came in under the pretense of Hamline University authority to teach english to CHILDREN there. He took his boy/ man/ child "servant" Bill Alfeby (Sp? Como Park HS Degree/ attended St. Agnes as well). Matt, under CIA protection, unbeknownst to Hamline, just started shooting children and Arabs there in the face. They thought that it was just schitzophrenic post traumatic stress from "being on campus with me and me turning hims away". Arabs were rage AT ME. He was doing it, and photographing the BRAIN SPLATTER, because he is a sick and twisted Russian Jew of authority. I knew nothing of his mission. Bill told me of the trip, I picked up the rest rather recently. I am the innocent that he slaughtered for years. Let's just keep the focus clear.

See the Enemy

Humiliation torture every day. You all think that everyone is not talking, actually, today. Screaming for me to stay in my chair and threatening threatening threatening. After today, the threats will go your way having nothing to do with me. You all think that no one can see what is happening. They can, they just don't care and like helping at the same time. I keep reiterating this, but now your realities are merging and the reality of CORPORATE SABATAGE around me is becomeing apparent. Now I am my own maker. I will not, SMOKEY BONES, be blamed. Oh, RUSSIANS and PALESTINIANS can be social, but not me. Thank you, you just gave him the key. I know how to be shot and how to sharpen a sword at the same time.

Computer Rice Surgery A Success

I had "radio silence" since yesterday afternoon. My computer was hit by an iced coffee, and would not access the internet. As you can see, it is faring fine, and is divine after I stored it with rice to dry in plastic bags. Lot's of little bees in the hive have jealousy, but it is the me to he, in vicnity, that caused this planned "accident." I just stayed calm and dealt quietly by calling my mom and Larry and letting the staff help me mop things up. Two sheriff officers were here to see the whole dramady, and now my hands are clean "in the eyes of the lord." A trip to karaoke and then a short stop at Brits because I felt ill, was the whole tale. I spoke and was heard. People now watch and pray for recovery. Ambiguous is my wording today. It is not a sex play. I do it to maintain anonymity of abusers and me as well. Safety is not complete in this Benghazi, and I must be gentle to be understood correctly. I will just say VICTORY, and that ANYONE can be friend to me if they want to.

Syria in Me

So Mr. Dr. Andrew Miller, it is time for you to start talking about you and the responsibilites you have as being a member of a publically funded mental health facility (Midtown Mental Health). Your penalty is greater when the funds come from any governmentally funded facility especially above and beyond Medicaid and Medicare. I was in that place to CATCH all of you on film. You all have no idea of what you even said to me to my face. What I am remembering at the moment is when we were alone in my hospital room. We were face to face, leaning on the back of the beds. You tried to convince me that the DSMV IV had alcoholism as a symtom of bipolar. I let you know of your fallacy, and continued to be polite. You used me for surogacy and I got you out of that RESIDENCY program alive. Go to just place "beat cops" in NYC, where you were from, every day this week convincing them of how fuckin crazy you are, and were, and that you were the CORNERSTONE of that evil place. ANDREW, it is just the beginning. Meet your new PSYCHIATRY, Dr. Assad.

Philantrophy Around Me

So when I was in Muncie, I received a $50 contribution from Independant Order of Odd Fellows for my teeth. To compete, the dentists in town offered FREE CROWNS to the crack prostitutes around me just to be hateful. I, unkowingly, obtained checkmate by giving part, not all, of it away to a LA Shrimper to buy an ID for FEMA funding. I spent another portion on Fraternal Order of Police, and then a small part on Walmart Mountain Dew with sugar that healed my aching teeth (witchcraft response REVERSAL). My teeth are in great shape. I haven't had a cavity since eleventh grade, but had a small one this year. Having a wizardry ORAL SURGEON brother who started as dentristry at Columbia University makes my teeth always prey. They would have definitely knocked me out with laughing gas and removed as many front teeth as possible, thus making me read KKK. I would never have had the money to fix. It would have made it a sex slave offer for the rest of my life. Well, what I didn't know is that The Independant Order of Odd Fellows, was accepting money from "vets" in this VFW bar, and not giving any away until me. They were lucky. They almost put it in PRIVATE accounts that day. They had made no promises for where the money would go, so, as long as it stayed in one labeled NON PROFIT account, they were okay for like a year. At that point, the account goes "dormant" and is seized by the police (in Muncie). They kept it from a future USBANK in Indy that I later got a secondary bank in at just the right time as to not repeat. I came just in time for them to be audited by the IRS, IN TOWN in FBI BLDG. Fraternal Order of Police were embezzeling all of their funds for crack cocaine to eventually be on TV (Armed and Famous-Eric Estrada). The Odd Fellows knew that this was happening and so they embezzelled as much as they could from First Merchants Bank (Centered in Muncie). Now there is plenty of funds for the town to prosecute the VERY CROOKED Police. I now dub the new PROFIT COMPANY: Fraternal Oreder of Odd Fellows and base it in The Middle East. Arabs, ENJOY THE SHOW. Torture is all on me.

Butterfly Take Me Away

I notice unities and try to glue a Mallinium Falcon together out the quaky shaky. Elegance is my time in the sun. I don't really think of things that way. I do my life in just a natural way of logic, functionality, and complete effectiveness. My kindness in the face of cruelty has me standing up just when need be. It is ability to be this diplomatic and sensitive 24 hours a day, even in dreams. More are coming into my tractor beam, eshewing those who are mean. I collect you as a sample for my BUTTERFLY collection. This is not entomology, it is artistry. The secret is the euthenistic way that nail polish remover takes their life away. It is then important to find the proper thickness of book and page to flatten them for presentation on the perfect organization of pins. You, my butterfly, are beautiful. I wish you to stay that way. Be kind even when it hurts today.

Enterpreneuralism Degree St. Thomas University

I called Hamline University on an enterpreneural matter. I just chatted with food services for a little while. I did mention the "scene" I had with my ex-boyfriend there in the former mess hall and football dorm, SORIN. I was still in high school, but he was just mentally retarded and mentally ill on campus. Well I kept him away from COKE (chemical dependancy) for one more year. It was then that his "roommates" knew of his money and fortune connection in FL, fashion industry. Matt, it was THEM who started the very believable rumor that you were the most effeminate gay in the chain, and that is why you looked heterosexual. It probably wasn't a good idea to break up with me so quick for a mentally retarded, mentally ill JEW like you. Well today I have started a Caribou protest in the basement of BUSH LIBRARY where I used to work against the Starbucks in the new dining hall building. No computer lab and periodicals were housed there, no reference material, no problem with spillage. Free the herd, drink Caribou and BUCK the absurd!...As soon as I posted this a man came in here with a Starbucks cool drink cup.

Hodgepodge Collage

I honor the sun and moon as my shall covers my head today. Is it a way to sign LOVE? Maybe the fear is gone, and I can be me in a new perpendicular view. Those around see something new and become their own attitude. I belong to a chain, not a master of late. His bliss is my pain, and those whose pain is bliss now see me as simple and sweet. What does it all mean, when a sigh could put you away? Being me in my sleep is illegal tv. It is hard to believe that my grey matter is real after that show in Marion County. Gigs so big that only railroad ties impale properly. I look up and see the sin of Christ every day, and the lack of socialization of Mohammed. Scarcity around me is infinite, and I must watch what I say about Bhrama today. Can we mix and fix? NO. Separate and do not complicate. I will do the artistry around these matters and you will see the steam always building in the vicnity of PURITAN in community.

Me Observing Infinity

Today is a leveling affect going on. I sit back quietly and look at boys. Cute construction worker just walked through hOT SEXY, HOT SEXY. His HANDS looked so healing. He had swank in his step. My construction worker history started in Muncie, when the whole pit crew (sewage and electrical into ground) asked me out to lunch at the ice cream shop that they were working outside of. They decided to be honorable and three ate with me, and even one of those switched out. Indy had the new stadium project and that was an experience that was multitude bad. Moley bird, you feed the record machine. I love your analogy, of course you are better than he. He is dangerous to me, thus he is just an ass. Handsome is the feet that I see when I look no one in the eye actually. I am shy when I like a guy.

Babtist Specialists

Moving pictures around me have found me again at Caribou. I seek to hide and be found at the same time. I speak of realities while most live an analogy they see in family or on tv. What is spirituality anyway? Can an anchorman here and in LA just become an improptu BABTIST preacher in one day? Tunnel through crew from Muncie can do that operation for you when you switch locations exactly. Clap your hands. Stomp your feet. There is a man inside. Ladies, don't be devilly, be kind and loving like MRS. Dr. Phil on TV. Can't marriage be sweet? I move through the YELLOW velvet ropes today and claim my prize on Hollywood BLVD. I pick The Cowboy Bar. I never went in, but maybe Randy Travis could do some SOBER rehab there. Lot's of fun. Spend time ALONE with a higher authority. Make it YOUR church, off tv.

Tony Sleep Tight

Monroe, I see you. It was just FATE that brought us together at a federal building, in front of law enforcement community today (Homeland Security, Social Security Security, and Henn. County Jail Officer). I reign you from Tripoli, and today I noticed your ARMS actually. You are high level military knife expert falsely labelled NAVY. Seek and destroy what is behind her eyes. You are free and clear. It went out of THERE. Catch a knife, fine. Do not catch a knife and you must catch as many knives, blade first, as there are marks on your arm. Just to not be cruel, my mother loves Israel, but none of us were born there, thus neither Israeli nor MASSAD. Start false intel for that nation. It is just schitzo actress ZIVA and father on NCIS TV (Naval Criminal Investigative Service- even that agency barely exists and the Homeland Security dog knows it. He will be deposed by the Supreme Court next week). Your charge is secure in this grand plan skeme of hit hit miss and complete KO. You came through a huge DRAGONFLY (They stand for illusion) and stared me and my mother down on the freeway going at least 55 mph. Enough said.

Hey Sheeky Shieks

The plane, the plane, shieks in vincity. My suggestion of staffing The Mayo Clinic with Arab doctors is being discussed as Cities 97 discusses The Bascillica Block Party. I love your hair, guys, never change. Be rich and have life be a stich with a switch. Keep it simple. Make people show abilities and quit harming themselves, especially intestinally. Then do trials to make them compete and heal themselves on OOPs, known placeboes. Man just walked with energy, face, and height of Peyton Manning. Four Sheriff officers just left. We did not speak. At Social Security I met the HOMELAND SECURITY dog. This yellow lab, 10.5 years old, looking 2, knew just what to do. He pointed out a farsi speaking telepath right away of Somali terror cred. They've been looking for him for about 3 years, since I met Barre at Fairview Riverside Psych. The dog then layed down to have his belly rubbed, and the officer was awkward. He did not want to apprehend in front of me. Next the dog identified MEAN. It was a DISCIPLE GANG MEMBER. Sit on my command. Good doggie doggie. Downward facing dog, namastay.

Master Minion Transaction

We just danced on live tv to "Blurred Lines." Sexy sexy up and down your whole body. It is the cure for all of it: POLYGAMY for me and only me. I give release and then you never trust the police. My master is in view. He knew what to do. He shielded you with JASON, a past gay friend of mine (brown hair/ drunk driver), from Carmel/ Broad Ripple, IN. Let's just give him his BUTLER U BA today for PHARMACOLOGY. Inside of me, white HETERO male sexuality. He knew I stayed away. I knew not of his gaze. Betrayel in ambiguity. Michael Cravens, his "partner" forced by blackmail, was one though he seemed so effeminate. He was an ADMITTED cloud mover. He had had a FORMER coven in Chicago. New man are you with your number two. He will do what is right. You can come tonight and I will see what appears before me in my MIND actually.

Rockets and Me

The speed of sound is about rocket chemistry. Wings and wheelies was the course that my brother took in summer school when we lived in Shoreview. Maybe he, publically, discharged a rocket too quickly in his hand, and then took it out of me in vicnity, emmerging normal the next day. He did things that the whole time. Wizardry in an American tradition was his machine. I could then see him as superior, socially, and have a big brother. I mention this to TED today. Stay away from ammunitions for about one month. The little male bugger demons will discharge a rocket (small) in your right hand and you are then no good to me. ABLE BODIED or get away.

Bringin the Boys Back Together

Ted. You should be done. Piehole led by yee. Twin Cities NAZI Unity now. Muncie in view. They will concentrate on you, and then walk away. You know the disease of the fallacies told about just ammunitions alone. Nothing works properly. We need less that works more. You will be able to hide it properly, and not give law enforcement the right to search and seize. They must suspect. If behavior is even and you are driving properly, there is no right to pat you down. We have a massive lawsuit against nation P I G, from Muncie and in this vicnity. You ain't gonna be in my bed, but I don't want you shot in the head. Quote what I have online. I make you LOCAL 30 PRESIDENT STAGEHAND at this time. Time in Muncie is when you became a JOURNEYMAN for Lynard Skynard. Love that southern ROCK.

NRA Law Enforcement Agency

Hey guys, they are all lies. It has come a time to speak. My vocal cords have almost seized this week. I find myself scared, but very well prepared. I explain who I am and show even more of the burden of proof. Always accused, since day one, I was never to own a gun. Well I have done it, and now they will be owned by the elite. The NRA will become LAW ENFORCEMENT today. DEA, past and present, will be marked as criminal. The lead of NRA law will be TED NUGENT. Tony Thornburg will be the top consultant on every case. One shot to the head dead. George Zimmerman will be the head of human resources there, and have perfect arrest powers for police. He can shoot in head "dead" if he is threatened in any way. No more going after him. Hollywood call him your way. I think that he can be an amazing ROMANTIC lead. He will lose weight, naturally, on screen. His "powers" will pull The Bloods his way. It is a new MATRIX SEXUALITY. Now THIS is a new reality.

Who Framed Caribou?

I hear the beat of their feet. You are not what you seem. This worldwide organization will now face a questioning Fundamental Christian body your way. I will nail down Caribou. I am subtle, but never free. There is fear in the air today. Guliani is on the radio. Finding sense in the nonsense is exponential deceit management. I will be quiet with the number, but not subtle with identity. This is even more than a police matter next to me. Information is not emancipation. I just give a stay away. I know nothing more than I know today. I guess I am nothing at all.

You ARE, They Are Not

I feel less and less by the moment. I see you as a dream, and I fear that they will shoot you in the head. Be silent in the week forward. See yourself as the mighty priest who can do it, actually. I find you in my heart and my abstinence is for you and only you. I do not let anyone even in my vicnity this week. I listen to your heart's need and artistry. Cruel minions continue to strangle me nightly, but times are there to change at your will. See the glowing orb and find that amber glow in your heart space for healing you and only you. Know always that you have more than everyone else even as a unity. Stay away when thoughts are cruel, and send the retarded entities around you back to school if they even want a space to be. We must smash them into submission by showing them the ACTUALITY of their lack of intelligence.

The Growing Three

Matt, you make so much sense today. I see you in a whole different way. Pulling together with Dunlop and Shereef was good for you. You are all difference with defference, but power and loyalty in another divinity. There is religion connected to all of you. I believe that yours is Presbyterianism. It is The Church of Scotland. Dunlop is Catholicism and Shereef is a new, male only, Muslim faith with no Allah and no name. I see you with SHEEP in the highlands watching me play with Nessee in the glen and dale. She/ he has spent enough time in the sea (Loch system there). I visited her at Loch Loahman in 1989. She had a baby, but he has passed on since then. Let us be villagers today and see what our cottage can contain. A silly and less stiff wizardry related to mystical animal entities, always freind to yee. That is what makes you now the HEAD Presbyterian "PRIEST". I am your priestess on my knees. I love and will care for you desparately.

No More Bellies Showing or Pants Askew

I am positioned in a space where people are around me, but separate from my identity in a way. I move to similar places every day, and I deal with bad dreams at night. There is a heaviness that makes it very difficult to create every day. I feel my supreme entity close to me, and he is trying to understand the skemes around me. Dreams drop away to a man with a cotton piece of fabric over his face. The people of every day are too offensive to me. I balance and see the light pour through for a few moments at least. I write through the maze and commit to the idea that nothing else matters. The askew is all of you. HE is right in the balanced view and he sees all men as enemy today. There are too many of you, and too little commitment to anything of authority. Satanistic triangles are about to come crashing down and you will all "poor me" sexual baby, sit there in your own feces. Why would he want to be a part of you? You have no intelligence and no wit. Me hugging a tree is loving comedy, a type of wizardry, and all you do is bitter bitter make fun of me. Oh well, the tree feels good and is now committed to keeping the air clean for me and only me. Your cruelties next to my supreme being are nothing, and I have survived it all with an open heart and compassion for his retardation. I love him dearly, and now his ring to me is JESTER for a new line of Masonry without satanistic tendancies. Day in, day out, I will pick the white male crew, but for me, it is just HE in this vicnity.

Grampa King

Grampa King in me. Broadcasting has given way to podcasting. I need your FCC from the other side. Subjects lead into nasty talk. It is not right on TV, and radio gets into it so easily since Muncie. No read actually. The "spiritual ability" to read telepathically is not fact checking and there needs to be. Let's just let them say whatever they want to today and then play it for them as a group tomorrow. WCCO, your old station, has held the line, but RADIO is your thing. So just for the record, James King invented radio actually, in Ireland, in 1913. As a head Shriner does, he had the ideas and others took credit, right Ray Krock?

DEAD is Me, Not DEA-D Mean

There is a disconnection in the state of things today. People come, but walk away in a day or two. I know that that is the grand plan anyway. Nothing that I want is in front of me. I am not shaking a cold, I am cleaning up mold. All the threats in that reality brings us so many types of illness. Images of little and nothing at all are the revelries around me. I am not here to deliver the dreams to perpetrators on the street or on the screen. I am more of a device to check the realities around you while you make heinously poor and evil choices. We then have perfect right to throw away court. Let's just see what happens in that process this week as a high and holy may be on the chopping block. I wish I could find the laughter, but I am closer to pushing away the opposite. My dreams were so isolational and mean. I just close my eyes and push away that reality. Without connection, extremes are surfacing and Columbia Heights PO PO come into view.