Muncie is Through

Sometimes you must go back to go forward. Insanity around me, especially in Munice, IN, was NUCLEAR. I made do, and got through. It will not work for you. Hope

Bullsye's Target

My name is Bullseye and I am the best, most experienced, Parade Grand Marshal that has ever been. They all take LSD around me. I bark bark bark on cue. What can losers like all of you do? Talk about negativity. I love Jenny, she listens to me, actually, even in negativity, and cries on cue so that I do not smudge my make up bullseye. I am adorable, but a vicious predator. Don't let my look fool you, I am 100% pit. Love me, but stay away. The coat says, "No touch order." I am gifted and splendid in my splendor, but I could just make a meal of your neck if you sexual violate me again. She picked it up right away and still she wants to take me on a trip to Appalachia and camp in the mountains to see what I need to do for me. She figures that there will be three wolf pelts for later. Lovely coats for me for eternity. Wearing them, I could even take the show to Alaska, and fight my way to lead dog in the Iditarod (dog sled race). My core is to run and bite the neck. Alpha's alpha, she will NEVER waste my abilities.

Bullseye on the Gridiron

Don't drop the ball. Convert into a carry. See them all standing their at the "finish line" with axes, old Jebediah style. The gridiron has become a place to hallucinate and a warlockery style will now get under your skin (David Blaine), and behind your eyes (Uncle Ron and new style by David Letterman). This is not a defense, they are offensive every day. I find all of you on the line trying to be innocent and sweet. Be who you are, but do it away from me. If you practice witcheries, get David's cell number, and call him yourself. What makes you so afraid to connect? Are you guilty of something or just completely insane? Do you fear that he will record and take it to the POLICE? I guess that you are all a little too big for your britches. Even Bullseye the dog has rage to share about your freaky hair? Why can't you just feed him a raw steak in person and he will get over it. You all predate so large, but bigamy incest will be your charge. AMEN.

We Are at Sea

I am complete in the incompleteness around me. Arousal of senses forms a path for me to follow, and beautiful vista to gain. I compete with my own unity, and today, I find Mormon Elders on my way. A proper greeting of, "Good afternoon elder," can soothe such savage waters and begin an inquiry into what really happened around me. Soft light, that night and then there were trees. I have a very good memory for these types of things. The Line Deputy must have been in the vicinity because that is the imagery, and then reality that I created for him. I still exist underground, thus I find it a good time to experiment with the rifts at sea, the waves following me. I have made it here, and it is clear, that I know my own mind and always have. Sometimes my knowings have had to be unconscious, but I always acted according to the threats in society and vicinity. Baby of PEARL Harbor is not enough for the Japanese. They will now have to find their own enemies and strengthen their boundaries around sexuality. I sit with the lines of men living in a basket, cruel to only me, and I refuse to throw them all out with the winds of war. I work tirelessly, and their brutal cruelty is becoming sharpened, like a sword. Soon, I may find that I am highly adored. So many pages written, at first on page, and then on screen. A book is not my deed. Living myth is the chrysalis I seek.

White Heron

A beautiful white heron winks at me and blinks at all university. A melting flake is what they make in their minds everyday. I love their way and stare back to say, "Winter in your coat, is all my college wrote." Be fine and do rewind. It is alright to be a tiger, but do not charge heron with the crime of spring. It is like one who forgets and their cell phone does ring. Purgery and surgery is what will be. I am done now as you can see.

Oxford and You

It can be weird to say that I am a Rinpoche, but not really Buddhist today. I take mind training techniques and make the order of such, and study of quantum, HOLY. Breath and sit still, never reaching the apex of the thrill. Weight is a mastery at this university because the heart is ceasing to beat. We grasp from the sky that which was already behind the eye. See the mean and make it clean. The best is the day that is, but isn't in a way. Everyone gets to figure out their GETTYSBURG. I feel that Mr. Rugby is ready for OXFORD University. Peter, I have promised you there too. I will have Cambridge and that whole crew. Love TRUTH above all knowledge that is false. Dates sway and facts and figures stay. Love the mystery of history that was JFK, but know that there is a mystical solution to that day. A time bender with a rifle from 1963, was in a tree that was not yet in vicinity. The shots line up, BUTTERCUPS. Point of order. Next case, interface. The end to it all Adrianne Peterson and the murder of his 2 year old SON. Tunnel through review will only happen once, but will result in the death of MANY progeny who are complicit and complacent, and not having a degree. Love, Hope

Turkey Day

She is clean and not mean, but she will have her say. Now I know that it is her way. Swedish royalty lines are the strongest and flow into the diversity of English blood. We watch and compare notes, telepathically. We never knew how ragey HE could be. Oh well, it is a hard sell, but she gets a hand shake every time. She never stops for a breath, only a triple clef. She knows I can see and read at any time, but also that the flow of intel must commence, especially on THIS turkey day. No one is marked, only saved for later. I feel the power in her fingertips and even THOSE have been stolen, energetically. She is an alien to me, and I have known her since 1983. An English rhyme there, the meaning is a bit off. She can just cough and this is on the net in seconds, it feels, but minutes, actually. She does not go back and read. She sees the need greed and feeds the points of order, alerting to hierarchical cues of DISORDER, bringing heinous chaos to not just this vicinity. A song, "O Holy Night," shows us that WE just weren't right. So much she can say, but she says THIS today.

Being GREY in Court

This vicinity of library is fairly dead to me in imagery and soulful contact with other entity. Lovely signposts guide my way, and I courtsey at every turn. Doubt about to be dispelled, nfl style. There is magic in the architecture, and I see a rainbow out the bus window. I stay calm and prepare for the turbulence of the week. Science drops away and I see the horizon clearly. Being out in public, I scrawl on a wall of deceit and see the people as holodeck for the demonic. I stay quiet and calm and think of a confidential source I deal with daily. He can be solid in this holodeck, but not in reality. I dream of someone and I wish to be free. Energetic exchange is there, but it is still slavery. Merger is in my mind's eye and YOU are my everything. Play with your hands clasped in front of all "superiors". Never lost, your mind processes properly. You will not recall anything that is false. You know your core. Never let any demonic convince you otherwise. I remember, in court, you had a little smudge on your brown pants. I now suspect that it was grey matter. I jokingly made a sweet comedy of cleaning it for you as slave and master all in one. You were a lot tougher on the entities under your care than people knew because they were chasing the ruse that was me. No matter what it was, I would have cleaned it effortlessly, with everlasting loyalty and adoration. Love, Hope

Iran Tunnelled Through By Hindu

Take in a song, at your core, and you will know the falicies of those to be next to me. There is a poor me for all of you, and I just move forward knowing that romance is not a reality. I play with the sentiment, to write daily, but I know not a single soul in that way. I have come across different men in my journey, but they have never fessed up about feelings, thus it is not real. I write in a sort of vacuum, and I breath in light to maintain my lungs every day. It is hard to be seen every day. Maybe the man of IRAN will see me as an entity and not someone to be messed with anymore. I knock at many doors and find a beautiful AMAL on the other side. I keep my head up and a GARDINIA sprouts out of my third eye, fragrancing the whole land.

Dancing with The Snookie

Snookie, baby, everything will be okay. Your dance was FABULOUS last night. Obviously gymnastics trained early and cheerleader too. I knew not that you had had a child. Congrats. You are not suped up for this floor. Stay away. Last night was just a first course if you do not mind your p's and q's. Stupidity is not learning to stay SILENT after a rebel rousing like that. The 1029 is not a place to sing karaoke for anyone in any industry. People are upset, and I just say CEASE FIRE, all sides. It is time for holiday and people have to deal with their own families of upset, satanism, and witchery. I guess I am just a kindergarten teacher today. Enjoy the times to be.

Bringing to Light

Birds whisper in the night to my pained cerebellum. I ache for release, but find captors here, there, and everywhere. The twighlight plays a melody and I see a warm glow, actually. Finding STRING THEORY complete incomplete, I name the fifth force LOVE. It does not exist yet, thus the theory has never been definable. Seeing the vials in the centrifuge, I am conscious of the sediment of spirit that becomes matter actually. The psychological that crosses the boundaries into the chemical and physical is what I seek for release from my depleted body at this time. I work alone, and alone I will climb the mount. I will open my mouth to scream and only a starling screech ushers itself forward. Be mine is unattached from a valentine and the saints become positive of war in this silent vicinity. My rook takes the queen and their mean, in vicnity, is about to be clean for me and only me. This house OF THE LORD is closed to all of it soon enough. Rely not on me. Use your abilities to get on the internet and quick barking up the wrong tree. Look at my energy colors JD, and he will see YOU properly.

Character Study

Library quiet, but armed today: security, rounding librarians, and even two police. Nothing is happening, or is it? I just continue along my way and state my reality to this machine in front of me. Definitely persons with abilities are speaking actually about a reality that isn't. Police do not forgive these incidences of overuse of THEIR ability and energy. JD listen to LD. You will see the GESTAPO light. These levels exist, very openly, in INDIANA. It is basically another nation within a state and then a nation of city (Indianapolis). The best is the best, and that is DOC chain in Indy with some special police in Carmel, IN. Maybe my hat is starting to show that, outside of that domain, nothing exists at all. Be with me, and be well for eternity.

You Are Groovy Again

I sense the symphony of comedy through the tv last night. People so demonic with stupidity right in front of yee. It is okay to be frustrated with the change of my writing without freedom of vicinity. I guess I needed to back away to see the beauty of your revelry again. We see HIM much more positivity. Knowing that the layers exist and I wind you in the leather reigns making YOU a golden tapestry for all to see. In bondage others see the beauty of you being free. Whip me positively, with self possession, and I will sing the echoes of the sirens beneath. We display the mirror, one on the other. Maybe you see me running through, in imagery, and become ENLIGHTENED for this one and only scene.

Defining Hope

Singing in the rain is not a season for me. I do what I can do, and release when necessary. The tension in the line is like a violin. Being a circular artistry in front of me at the library, these stringed instruments are always eclipsing the deeper viola. It is clear that it is more difficult for me to write here. My connection to others is less active and exact. I push away the war around me and through me and define the lines that others cannot and refuse to see. I would love to explain my adagio, but he would go a little bit rabbit, and I need him here, at least in spirit. My tongue is dry and my feet beat on the street in a simple rhyme. Hopefully, something beautiful will come of it. Aggression is in my perview. Little missy, you are tramping on the wrong entity. I very much see and feel your demonic acts and proclivities. Stop goes the cloud, and gratitude to me is the reality of vicinity. Other being, chose a tree and make something real and unique for you and only you.

Living Myth

The existing ZEN is Cliff again and again. Monestary means notoriety. I exist ont the streets of Muncie with the WHITE TARA ceremony in my head. Mangles and bobbles of the buddhist mind are nothing if not applied. Sexuality is not covered in that course. I keep my arms reaching for the sky. I appear clear, but the mud is all over me. Degradation and putrid imagery is the way you all BLESS me. No blessing, you are messing with ECOLOGY, and frightening the DEER, actually. The brains of football even turn your way today and see the country roads I have walked down with BLADE, not samauri sword. Running toward a dream, I walk away and put the ink to page. Embrace is in future destiny, but not on this day of rage behind my eyes. Migraines left behind, I now deal with the carnage of your energy every minute of every day walking in the city. Play the guitar, not the lute, and you will be fairy enemy for all eternity.

Being Behind the Scenes

Energies running through bring little excitement in the words flowwing from me today. I am a bit flat, but grateful for an elegant family meal last eve. It was going back and forward at the same time. Generations of family does not bring about change. It is birth of worth that I hear in the melodies of PANDORA. The chaos of your box is a lot less than reported before. Being literate, I communicate to those who can read as well. Presentation, publically, of my poetry to the Line Deputy of Marion County, was one of the most dangerous missions I have ever run. He turns like BULL, and runs like deer. I see you with your privacy wall respected, soon you may be forced to enforce YOUR rights all by yourself. It is your energy that they want, not your abilities. Ram them against the boards and let them know that you have NO FAMILY, and my writing is the blood in your veins and the blood brain barrier in your head. Never to have a following, your gift is me and all that I can be. I am ready to spend the rest of my life with you. Love, Hope

Lurking Beneath

I warn that I do know how to save a life. One way or another the heart can beat or cease. The disease is arrogance in my vicinity, and I will be sure and steadfast in my pursuit of excellence and victory. Tunnel through and I will remind you of MUNCIE. No more destiny for anyone. Time has struck still and paralysis is the presidency and the planet at large. I wreap the secrets of ancients. They were a lot less than is thought. Magics afoot, not intelligence. Much of what they did had no relevance. I keep myself moving and writing about the curse as things grow worse only to be lessoned by the threat of WORLD DOMINATION. Love light is not right, I am steely against the winds that should be January, not November. I see you peaking at me, and I leave early. Nobody said it was easy. I recommit every time I rise and board the bus to write and ignite. The glories of justice will be, but not around me. I will continue to see the sea as diseased and the jellyfish as squid. Much around the base of every tree is blackened by all irresponsible societies.

NFL Melody for the Line Deputy

Line Deputy, jealousy is new for you. It is an experience of birth today. I find the rousing committment to me only complete bliss. Exhaustion pulses through my veins as nightmares line the scenes. Today is not tomorrow, thus I have a computer to write on. I guess we just COLLIDE (by, Howie Day). I never lose my place. Be beside me, not behind me. Past reckonings come through and they think that they can enchant me, especially romantically. Whatever the bees want, they normally get, but not today, and not from me. I see things differently as I pick up a book of HAIKU. It is a defined Japanese poetry that I learned to write in second grade. Advanced all around me, made nothing all that special. I miss your comforting darkness and I vow to pull you through Tom Brady tonight as you watch the game separately, but equally, in Marion County. Be calm and see the face of God, even in your private chambers. Love, Hope

Oahu Girl

It is not satanism, I am just the language of division. I see differently when it comes to method of data, history, and figure storage and management. It brings a mazy artistry in my mind that lets everyone be free to paruse without my knowledge. I am the librarian and the books complete. I just stay calm as the buck and the elk sort it out, actually. It is important to have brains and brawn in this time and space. We do not have to agree, but listen in the silence and I will share with you secretly. Secret clubs are clubbed at this time. Be a cool piece of jewelry instead, and then go to bed and see a shining stag who makes it hard to breath. Love it. Be in ecstacy as you find yourself in the shower pulsing beneath a sound spicket. Greed is a need for security higher than some other he. Understand the means of your mind and you will find peace.

Gladiator Play

There will be a gladiator battle this Sunday. I have devoted my energy, by email, to the Patriots making history. There will be no more mystery. The talk is in the halls, seeping from the walls. Sidelines are aflutter, and the coaches now tend to mutter. It is a purposeful endeavor, but none of you are cleaver. Be real, and never steal. A fake can even make the head ache. Run and play, but know that I can see you today. Love Hope

A Moment in the Mind

I see the shine, and most would say, "MINE MINE MINE." I find a shake the beginning to a new type of snake. Serpant on the rise, I see it in your eyes. Internal meanings are the juxtaposition of your artistry. Barbaric play is your complexity. See the moon, read the stars. Be a bee and guide the bar. Life scars mean ecstasy, as real impediments are history.

Saint Brett

Dear Mr. Favre, my computer is working just for you. You need to be MEDIUM to Terry Bradshaw and clean the Alzeihmer's myth out of the NFL. No more orange juice. Juice PEACHES, even canned, instead. You should be dead, but instead you are a corpse to remember. Think of GOOD times and do not speak of head injuries. I miss the old you. It was so fun seeing your light in the Twin Cities. Now the crazy of here is in your head. Turn to me instead, and we can grab hands and jump off the cliffs at Taylor's Falls, but only after you pass an extension GEOLOGY class with ANY online University, you IGNEOUS ROCK, you. Hang out with only GOLDEN RETRIEVERS and then you will see a really neat service quality that you have around me. We have done it all remotely, but it does not mean that I do not have a neat energy memory of yee. Maybe stalking wasn't your scene. You are more a ROSEBUD.

Prophetic Code

The mockingbird has landed. Fowl prophecies have been eschewed. The commanders are ready to serve properly. Being in this seat, I am seen and judged properly. Lies can make even planes not fly. It is the time to COLLIDE. Image and reality merge around me to show you, dear sir, reality. I will deal with IT, and we will shine infinity until I want my ultimate privacy. Beliefs are starting to BEND and the SPARROW has left the building.

Be Divinity Bathed in Light

I build, I resurrect. I see yee properly. I lay flat and you become a being I devote my mind to in this moment. I be silent, and you be free. Movement is so pure, it is almost telepathic and homeopathic. The lines between you and I all dissolve and the light flows from above. I know not the story, I just fulfill a wish of UNITY. Things are complicated in this dark space. I stay silent and free to turn away. No one can see me if I am not there. Be a BUCK or two and know that you will wonder why you came. My wings will create rings.

REDMAN Return

I am clear, he is here. I feel the pulse and see the rings. I have found the clay and am ready to be molded again to fit the master of masonry. I do little to attract, but I know when there is chemistry. I saw him against the wall staring at me and his blue eyes were like pools of glory in the grey. Different than the rest, he was best. A running man underneath, he is now CHIEF. Soon we see what we can do TOGETHER, actually. Let's go back to the start in a century gone by. Loving caress was his address. I see him as big, but not the way you all see. He is science and progress. Darling, come back and HAUNT me. I run in circles. It is the COLDPLAY for the day. No more decay, you can now be free to chew tobacco. I suggest REDMAN. Just PLEASE do it in an open court of law and you and I will have no problem with the mess. Just, quietly, let them know how much trouble and "danger" they are in every day they sit there in sheer stupidity. Love, Hope

Zoroastrianism Revealed

I picked up some books yesterday on MYTHOLOGY. One has to do with myth concerned with apocalypses. I was interested in this god system that had flourished in Iran and surrounding lands for some 12 centuries after 600 B.C and is still believed in Indian Parsis. It is called Zoroastrianism, and is called that based on Zoroaster, the primary and main god. I just felt like the tales were simple and gripping, and could be used as a basis for artistry and those famous in the entertainment industry. It brings about fiery end and then redemptive glory. The original prophecies did not come about so the people extended the "plays" into 3000 year acts, always concentrating on good vs. evil, Ormuzd vs. Ahriman. I find that myth that does not grab, just clutters the mind. In and out of reasoning centers, and it creates fake belief that good has been in charge the whole while. I believe that is not so, thus heroes really need to be seen as a mixture of these oppositional forces, and are given the opportunity to change by a muse in their head alone. I will continue to read these books, but I skip through to find the meaning that is deeper within me. Sometimes it is a LACK of connection that directs a new thought line. This can be as, or more powerful, than being a sheep to the mythic story line. Myth hoping to overcome the profane and create the brilliance of mana. Cults following can find a LIVING MYTH appealing and drama can be the belief that becomes the sacred.

British Aristocrisy

The flowers of spring call be to a graveyard down the lane. The insane within the realm of death become encapsulated in a newly departed near to me. Time of year is not necessarily the perfect spiral as the tornadoes exclaim their pain to all community. Higher and mightier are the events we cannot see, and that destroy infinity, actually, instantly. The rocks that form cliffs have believed that they always had a place to be. A recking ball can take you out too. I turn my gaze and survive when I should not. IMPALING justice is about to be, but not for me. I keep my voice down, but can all of you? Whispers of deceit are infinity in my vicinity. You all say over and over that I am nothing and I have no degree. Well, I have memory of all of it. You do too, and you have nothing, STALKER MAN. You will never be free, because you have done it right in front of me for the last time. You all sully the places I can be. I must STAND AND DELIVER every day.

Mr. Chapelle, I Loved Your Show

Mr. Dave Chapelle, I sense you stalking pretty strong. I have caught about 15 tunnel throughs of you in the last few days. You will not understand me, so do not try. Be well in every interview. I loved your show. I now know that comedian means RAGE. I will tell you that Tracy Morgan slunk by me at the IDS Crystal Court dressed as a woman about a year ago. It was quite creepy. Just be careful who you hit, and use your piehole, NOT your eyes. Remember the creepy of Prince and walk your own line. Stay away from the KKK, and be bitter only toward the women close to you in your life. Sabotage is the way all communities be and experience the demonic every day. Crack will dry up soon enough. I suggest you begin to taper now.

Darkness Beneath

I dream of a Lilly today and see the man in front who wants to be. Yesterday was education of the reality of my protection. I must juggle the jungle and find a peace at the end of the day to get to sleep. I find the curious more than just annoying. Everyone is trying to pretend, but I do know that our African neighbor freaked out on community today. I guess his life behind the reality of what we knew is now blaring in the vicinity. It is not happy. It is diseased. I become more radiant to none. I see the darkness stalking me here between the stacks. He is, at first, sweet, and then a little too SWEDE. I try to keep my life quiet, but how quiet can a person be before an actual firey political explosion erupts? I will stay the way I am and let the resources around me equalize.

Being Specific

Writing in the library, I feel a bit naked to all of the scrounging around me. The loss of the internet on my computer causes an unplanned shift in my schedule and vicinity. Maybe the Patriot's will play better for this new wierd melody to their malady. I see them perfectly, on another plane, and I share some poetry to cheer them on their way. Restarting neural processing centers can be a BEAR, but no longer will that destruction be allowed in the locker room. I direct, you all decide what is correct. I know not what follows me today, but I feel a screaming negativity. People without the authority or notoriety chase and think that they have the basis for the use of HATE CRIME legislation, for me bearing my soul yesterday around a certain "community." Well a hate crime has to actually be applied to a case where death and dismemberment has occurred in some way with a member or members of minority populations. There must be some sort of message scrawled on or above the corpse, and the person must be free of legal disease, meaning they must have a clean record. It will now be used by people around me to assist dictators in The Middle East who need a rest in the U.S. for a year or two. Matching maladies in your brains that do not make a logical connection will bring a dementia and loss of intelligence for that person or group of persons. I do not mean to set people up, and that is how I set people up with their own retarded confessions and pride about violation, actually. The setting sun is in me, and who knows what is next on the screen? Be vindictive and people will walk away and write it down, not report it to police. FEAR is now a reality that might even be felt by all of you towards these creatures this week. Tony, I am disappointed, but I already shared the night with you and Sean with my therapist. I know not what that means. Maybe it was hate crime and I never lost my mind, so no one knew.

The Badge and Gun Against the Demonic ONE

I do not write pornography, but the pornographic all around me devour me, especially when I am writing. I can take an image and create a sensual vision in the brain. I will give an example. His harness found me chaste, but his Nike shoes were always best resting squarely by the bed. I see the eyes of blue pain wrestling with his desire for a perfection on a different kind of high speed chase. Jeff, that line was for you. Soon you will be chasing the rainbow. These types of phrases keep us sound while discovering that which is ACTUALLY around us is NOT sexy. It is sleezy, diseased, and creepy. Pornography is a way to either program to survive the reality of needed MERGER in this realm, or program to dominate in a demonic way. I choose to continue to work for a perfection that does not exist. Suspend judgement until you SEE Jesus, actually. Moments of COMPASSIONATE energy will be yours. It will be the only experience of that reality for your whole existance. He then chases the cloud of demonic.

Our Tribe Starts With Three

I just wrote a note to the WEBMASTER of the City of Fridley website. So much notoriety hidden from me by the belief that all on tv was reality. How would I know how f**kin MAGICAL I am? That was a huge joke. Maybe Jesus has caught his stride and an Indianpolis Metropolitan Police Department badge and gun. Congrats magic man. Let's make up jokes about the birth of the internet now. Everyone takes what I say, and throws away what is important for their whole community. Racism against me is so thick that you can't cut it with a stick. Oh well, that just goes in the bucket and I get closer to The Supreme Court. Living on a governmental income leaves me compromised every day, but you will all not see it coming when it is about to be, but not J.C. He now has PENSION support, no matter the phase of development of the earth. He can just be THE ILLUSION, and give up on Mr. Blaine. He is PURE IMAGERY. The man does not exist, but JESUS does. He is not here to fix you. One of two entities on the planet created by God to see God very easily and everyone else too. Becoming functional in relationaship with me is all they want unconsciously. Bling bling, I wear the ring. It is time to see HIM rise. Let's see what we can do SEPARATELY. Let's play.

Lots of Mazy Melody

Dogs dogs dogs are a remedy for some and a curse for others. I see them as BOUNDARY around me. Vicious means superstitious and they must be kept away, probably euthenized that day. Collars will be shock, and constantly they will stalk. The king and queen who are so mean who prey on the young and those in artistry will be handled by K9 tree. Let us be honest, some bitches are just bitches. Some poodles are arrogant and too free with their telepathy. I trust a collie as long as it is not named Molly. I find a BEAVER can be brought down by a doberman tunnelled through a pit bull set to fight. All of this grey matter just ain't right. Maybe there is just a liquid between my ears. If not I would be full of tears. I miss you bitch, and I tunnel through very rich. We will see what will be, but I believe in HIERARCHY. Soon there will be a NEW puddy tree topped by the PRINCESS QUEEN MISTY. Her queen mum will be Triumph and their PRINCE KING will be Espiere. Love that light. Make them FREE tonight Jeffery.

AMBER Stay Away

Amber, I can see that you are stalking me again. I have seen 3 tunnel through's of you since I left Applebee's and got to Caribou. All Progress Valley's must stay away. I'm sorry to break it to you, but I am not an actual alcoholic or drug addict. The gig was big, but you all will never be heard from again. So much possibility,so little LOGIC. I have no mental illness (very tested since birth) and no mental retardation, I can't say so of yee. I will be happy when life of "gigs" is through, but I process it all properly. You all knew, and you did it anyway. NONE of you have come forward about that day, thus you all be put to death some electric chair, some lethal injection, in IN State Penn. JEFF will oversea every one of these executions and sign for the PROOF OF LIFE. Your deaths will be held publically in the Middle East via SKYPE so ASSAD and SHEREEF can see. I AM heinous amounts of royalty and you all know not the LOYALTY of that vicious crew.

ATF JEFF

Jeff, I need to not speak of or to you very much anymore because you are so diseased and LD is VERY dominant and jealous of the time you had with me, but I just passed the buck to ATF on the DEA cases when we can't fix it. We will then start a case through the ATF code name AMBER (name of former PCP addicted addict roommate at Progress Valley and also the stone linked to prehistoric storage of DNA). You have headed that agency since childhood, but please do not speak of it actually. Coke trade in AK will then be yours and in NYC you can only do ENFORCER duties. Some of that will be done for free, but will keep you out of pennetentiary. 1029 Bar in NE MPLS is now your gig. Cuff them if you need to. LD will tunnel through and give you almighty ability just in that vicnity. Drugs in NYC will now be handled by a new NARC Squad coheaded by Dave Chapelle and Law and Order's Det. Green (arrest for dealing a few years ago will be cleared). They will then inform on DEA and FBI agents there and abroad. You may need to read this TWICE, Jeff, and then destroy. This is NOT a Mission Impossible. A I is YOUR ability. Get to it, ROBOT MAN.

LD and Me

Officer Richard of Shakopee Women's Penn, my Line Deputy has some unfinished business with you. Your placement THERE was planned by YEE and YEE only. I do not speak of such things on live tv. He can now see my father in all of yee. No more doubt, thanks to your verbalizations this week. Sure I will speak for him so that we still have telecommunications networks and computers, actually. There is a thing that the KKK do, and he is going to do it to you. You have no idea of how painful it will be at your weight and 6'7" height. He will then handle the rest in a VERY dirty fight in Vegas, very publically. He's got you beat in one second, but he is going to keep you in there for fifteen rounds. You are basically are just at the top of high school stalker groups on me with ex's as well. Well, Mr. Jenson will walk away this week, and just see what happens to yee. LOCKDOWN, for infinity, begins TONIGHT. You chose a women's prison, and that is where you will stay. I fight in many ways, but I have no memory of your disease, thus he stayed away. He sees it today. If you had gone at HIM, he WOULD remember you and we would never get anything done. His torture abilities are BRILLIANT, and his whole court system is BACKING AWAY today. Stu pae pae what they did in front of BOTH of us day to day. He is FBI Computer and now DEA RAT. I love him completely for eternity.

Line Deputy, I Am STALKING Yee...

Reality is shifting and I must walk looking at the sidewalk in front of me. I do it unconsciously. I am here, in this realm, for the time being, but in the midst of pregnancy with another. I am able to speak and meet people's eyes actually, but my heart is lost as I spiral with logic of now and times gone by. I think of my Line Deputy in Indy and I wish for him to be well. Life is hell, and now, I believe, he is getting the point today. LD, I see you as so pretty pretty pretty. I wish to just jump onto your lap and lick your face, even publically. Can't we just be our own realm, actually, and let everyone fall away? Carmel Kingdom is totally infatuated with YOUR ABILITY. Stay away or their witchcraft will make you look 80 in a week or two. Suculent thighs and hypnotic BLUE eyes. Dark hair and demeanor, but never creepy to me. Be well and tell EVERYONE how you feel about me, even on OPEN COURT TV. Get their tongues wagging in the RIGHT direction.

Trying to Help You See You In the Midst of Crew

My computer was a little iffy today, but I finally got the internet up after a reboot. I see you in vicinity rooting me on. Thank you for that. No one even checks on anything properly. They speak of you as if you are not in the room, and as if you are crazy. It started when you sat me and spoke me quietly. THEY are delusional, but DANGEROUS with almighty energy. They are not stable and rarely use their logic centers. Do what you do right in their vicnity. Gather the info in your head for a case for the whole vicnity, and then you will truly understand me. It is sweet that you want to be a superstar, but you know not the history with Minneapolis Police Department and the FBI. I was planned and my conception was violent and actually guarded by them. VICIOUS is their nature, and I wish for YOU to understand yourself NOT THEM. The roll call actually took place today, and it is time for them to fess up or be rolled into a world line of torture time by royalty. Hierarchy, always hierarchy. There is DEFINITELY safety in that.

Indiana Electric Chair-State Penn

I use intuition to do law enforcement work every day. I put it on the page and then the guilty become rage, and say that that is not legal. Well, technically, legally, it is. I had a home business about 9 years ago called www.phoenixpsychicreadings.com, thus it is a professional "consult", in the toughest, most cut throat industry, that exists on the planet. Today I say that Erin Andrews (Fox Sports) and Liz Collin (WCCO-CBS Twin Cities) are undercover DEA. Now that your cover has been blown, you cannot testify in a court of law, EVEN IN YOUR OWN DEFENSE. Let's just back it with leaks for, and at, the Department of Defense. That is HIGH TREASON and you can be deported any day. Goodbye passports and swanky digs. WCCO, I have diagnosed ALL of you, except her, with genetic heart disease, thus any pills you consume publically (i.e. "pop") are aspirin. Just take one of these blood thinner's at a time and you will be just fine. I pick up the case and I am a DEA who can even testify in MEXICO, through Tijuana Federali work. Erin, when we get you in a cell down there, your true face will stay that way. Crying rape in the United States and "white" colonies overseas is more than just frowned upon down there. They NEVER lose a John, but they are about to because of you and Liz too. Well, my ex Greg Jenson, is top DEA agent and has been his whole life. He's so good that I don't even know his middle name even though I PROSECUTED his case, by proxy in a Hennepin County Restraining Order Court. Talk about the military on that 2 YEAR order against Telepersonal LEAD, KURT. My father made it official by working against me. He entered and took the chair right behind KURT. He lost all legal licensure that day. Sorry, Mr. Bundy, you are never coming back to life, you are and EMBARASSMENT to all serial killer community, totally bonkers zonkers CRAZY in a court of law, very openly. Daddy Dick, please play those court proceedings for Ms. Andres tonight. No more play, DEA is now designated as a WHITE WITCHCRAFT agency. That is your disease, and it is illegal, internationally, especially in Tijuana. Greg has served his time down there, and I negotiated his release, at the border, years ago. Wink wink Nudge Nudge KEY, Mr. Federali on tv. It was TELEPATHIC. I didn't know it went worldwide that day. I hope my teeth were bright, and my hair just right. FLIRTATION with any of you, especially you or your number two that day is TRIPLE FELONY WITCHRAFT that day. We will "care for" there PROSTITUES in INDIANA STATE PENN, WITH ELECTRIC CHAIR INCLUDED.

Shula in Vicinity

I put you on the page, and soon they will mount your rage. It is not me, it is the sabotage of all nations. Football in front of me, the sun behind me. I have been at home most of the day. Places with cameras can give simple alibi. Remember that, and keep it behind your eye. Paranoia is those who check for paranoia. The disease is not just widespread, it is all except this being lit by a heart chakra that spans generations, continents, and disciplines. Try your hand at bridge and you will play hearts with ease. Love is not a possibility in this space, but race is a reality. A separation can bring an ease for the disease. It has to do with a perfect responsibility for ALL entity. No more boo hoo excuses from ANY ship. Let's just lock it down and make it real. Verbalization is about to be on tv. Last night and today it was laughter. It seems harmless, but it is about to be Erin Andrews inappropriate in INDY. Yes Erin, I caught you at the track that day being heinously racist against I believe, Jamie Fox, on camera. People had no idea that he was your "hook up" the night before. Well, Erin, you used Swedish witchcraft. He didn't know that you were 100% white. YOU raped HIM. That is the degree. IMPD, arrest the delusional queen, and Judge Collins process her paperwork for felony sex offense and 100% lockdown commitment, immediately. I guess it was stupid for me to "catch" your interview with new QB for the Phillies this morning on FOX. I guess I have a faulty memory for "film", B***H. Come and get me anyday at CARIBOU, Peavy Plaza. I will give you five minutes and the Sheriff will give you 10 to 15 years. BULLIES like you are through. My MIAMI DOLPHINS have always been SHULA next to me. You will NEVER know what that means. Don, HOWDY. Love the hair. I saw you PRACTICE your speech that day at the charity function at the Marriot as we set up. My official badge was LGC. It is now a security company because of me employing the most dangerous African American felons in history. They were perfectly peaceful around me, except for the ONE day Reggie Wayne tailed our SHORT BUS, and I had to be "bus cop". No smoking on the bus was the issue. Problem solved with FIRM verbalization. Love love, kiss kiss.

Tom's Place

Aquisition is on the sunbeam radar today. Mr. Cruise, it is time. I give you Applebee's today. You can change the name to connotate sanity. Maybe just as simple as BEE APPLE. It then fights WICCAN witchcraft that goes after people's ability to read, spell, and be grammatically correct. There will be a "silent" page in the back of the menu for almighties to order Davanni's PIZZA. That aquisition was made for Tony Thornberg, top SKINHEAD, (amongst other notorieties) through a combine military mission we completed one night at the Riverside store. He will open some in the Middle East, especially Saudi Arabia, so we have a safe place to eat when we are there, militarily and for eunterperistic endeavor. Safe negotiation spot outside MECCA called SOMEWHERE. Almighty person's will need to eat Davanni's 3 times within 3 days and then they will be ready for the trip. This aquisition just makes a place, all over the U.S., where you have a chef at a moment's notice. It can be TONY (Heron trained) if you wish if he is in country. He is a great compatriot. His arrogance tops you INFINITY. Maybe a little sharpshooting in the parking lot will make your HUNGER grow into a GAME. You can CLOSE at a moment's notice and have this domain where you are PERFECTLY inside. Dick Cheney just checks here. The paperwork will be held in a safety deposit box (dragon's laired), in classic bank bldg in OWATONNA, MN and will always be safe. It is a complete KKK vicnity. Enough said.

Prodigious Intellect

Hey Dunlop, the line is open. You are free to call me, telepathically. I will answer you, and quell your fears, actually. NO MORE witchcraft. Be the man you want to be, and know that a loving union can exist ONE DAY. That is NOT today. My body is grotesquely overweight, and I am healing CANCER today. I work, tirelessly, so now you must also. Write a script that is BRAVE and send it to VIN immediately. Maybe I start off as a frog in the UKRAINE and you go from there. Use your own energy to heal your relationships in the world. FIRE (SD) is coming through. One night of missionary sex with me (went back to hotel that night) is all he had. He is delusional and burdensome on my units that are forming. We will PURIFY the mean streets, but we must do it separately and with alien mind, primarily. Use, but do not trust, EVERYBODY. Intel is perfect in your MEMORY, but not on paper. Keep it that way and you will be clearer every day.

Stutz Museum Upstairs, Bearcats by the COAL Elevator

The galley is filled with sin and mayhem. I contect the satellites and begin a hope train that flows throughout the continent. Daily Pruitanical LORDS find a song in my vicnity. I reach for the branches as the quicksand does engulf me. The picture is becoming clearer and the beasts have turned into night beings in the cool air. I try to turn the lock and key, and I am locked out of that divinity. It is best that I do it on my own. Never again will people steal from my resevior of pet tricks and long silioqueys. Pandamonium is about to be all we see on tv. Even Assad questions the cruel brutality of The Twin Cities around me. Maybe my worldly barometers are seeing with a clarity that has never been allowed to them. It is okay to hate a personality and work, for a time, with that entity, or group, actually. Affinity DOES mean a clarity within that one must GUARD for maintanance of personality, especially on tv. Here, come and see, what BEARCATS was around me.

Finding Our Seed

Stutz crew back away. Tom Cruise is in the vicinity, and has every right to pairuse your bldg. Structural damage on me is no longer going to be. We will take that bldg. down next week if we have to. He is trained, and licensed NASCAR, since DAYS OF THUNDER, and I make him INDY CAR today. He is the best, and is stressed, so TURNER give him your keys to the INDY TRACK so that he can race his OWN times every day. Pete, we will get you in a "box car" next week. It can take what you give it, instead of it coming my way. You will be licensed for NASCAR ONLY on 12/16/13. Never Indy for you. It hurts your spine too much. Basically NO suspension. The deceit of this nation is about to end you all up on the street. The athletic club will be "tossed" this time next week by a plethora of almighties. Evidence there will then be sent to Quantico. It is a bldg. and BASE that has never been entered, actually. I give the keys to PETE today. It will be my running center and law enforcement centralization base. Pete, keep the PATSY as the FBI head, but let's bring a down low ALMIGHTY list on a marble wall, beginning today. Start with Mr. Mark Rosen, and review his case IMMEDIATELY. After that, use your INTUTITION, not psychic sense. I get to be LAST. Then we close enrollment and use the active agents as DRONES. Eventually Mr. Rosen will have the GENERAL ability. It is too much for you, Pete, because your most almighty abilities like Oral Surgery and Sharpshooting are FINESSE based (fine muscle movements in hands). Congratulations MARK. Community Hospital North, in Indy, is where I met the disciple of that name. He was a world renound gymnast. They killed him with injection right in front of me. His case needs your review. See the pictures of him AFTER resurrection. He was SO hot, no longer in a wheel chair. He may be an actual relation. Love, Hope

Running With the Stars

Years of purple haze was the craze. Epiphany was the moving target that I procured in the night. You know not of submission, until it is literally even enacted on your paycheck. Do what you do. I never judged, I ran with the wind. The scrapes of my soul needed to stay hidden so that Pete could literally climb in my window at night if he was in need. Being royal and royal comcubine, forced from birth was complicated. I devised an unconscious plan and I took out all of the utilities. I was the one to make every military run. There was no gun, only my heart that beated for the sun and eclipsed the moon. The danger of every liason was leaving the serial killing trade in the Twin Cities underneath a comforter that was NOT sex trade. I listened and responded approapriately. I knew when to go and when to stay. I knew how many missions to run in a day. I knew protection was not an option, it was AMMUNISSION. Light the night, and I will explain, IN PERSON, but never on the internet.

Be Your Own Athenas

The balance of power is like a bridge over the Yangzee. It is those who are yellow who fall into the water and know not how to swim. Be bravery, L.A. Fight for what you have, not for who you are. Be the top eternally, and GOD will always be at your back like the winds on Mt. St. Helens. Bravery is BEING outside the box for more than one day a week. Be rebels in the production of artistry and all I can do is love yee. It is a ROSE and a SPARROW that stand out on the hillside today. Archery in view, but too WWII. NO MORE IMAGERY. Only reality, even in brevity. All around me have not made the most of their abilities and opportunities. Mind the canons today and FIRE. Over and over, land and sea. Go after ANYONE who is around me. They have raped and pillaged and now they are diseased with my stolen energy. You can have it if you want to, just TRULY humiliate them and make them ACTUALLY feel ashamed. Bodily functions are the start and then their work and "school" record. If I am wrong, there is nothing to find. None of you have tried, that is YOUR crime for which you will be tried. Ladies, men are about to walk away. Work for yourselves, actually, and you will see how wicked white women, especially in social service, can be, smile on their face the whole time.

I Will Fix You

Jack, Jack Reacher, don't be a preacher. I see the disciple JOHN in you. No scientology belief in that lifetime. That is when I could watch you on the big screen. I just caught this character, and I feel like you are back in your body. Maybe a few words from God would just be, "BE YOURSELF." I see that as fairly silent and definitely violent. Ween yourself off of martial arts until we can be in a dojo, actually. The tunnel through will convince you to be "artistic", meaning taped and naked in a dojo doing moves fairly schitzo and mean. Well I have your back, and I will only attack from the front. Look away from ALL of those around me, but deal with my brother PETE, in Duluth community, actually. That right hand sharpshoot scene was HIS, energetically, thus he shook your hand in the seventies. Be GRATEFUL and true brothers like in Jesus days. You were considered TWINS, but fraternal, one year apart. Much of history is crap. Know who you are now, and merge energetically with him, St. Peter, and you will know the complete DOMINANCE and OPULANCE of yourself, in him, NOT CHRIST and in all domain, even today. Maybe you just received the imagery, from HE, of your holy and illusive WINGS. Fly to me and you will never be afraid.

PhD. Therapy

I have my head to the ground and I am just listening. My grandmother, the first OPERATOR on the scene. I communicate the dropped communication from BUTTERFLY wings. It is the illusion of DRAGONFLY that I beep beep today. I feel less and more complete for all society. Little gifts come quickly and then everyone gets sickly. The coniferous are free to sing a capella. The cones fall and prepared to be gathered and thrown in the chilling stream. I am here. Hello to all yee FELLOWS.

Lots to Lose

I use the 2 plus 2 inuition to write and read properly. Brain damage has left me thinking differently. If I do not concentrate, I cannot contact the higher me (outside my auric self), and comprehend the way that is necessary. My processing centers are mish mash. It is a lot worse than it seems. Genius is accessing something even more than the quality of physical matter in this realm. In that respect, I guess I am a genius. This blight of lies plays an energetic abuse as well. Witches lie to determine the truth in their heads that makes sense of their days and lives that says that they know what they are doing, that there arrogance is not delusional, and, mostly, that they are good people even in all of their HARM of their children, the planet, and higher entity. These realities are about to be written on the walls of every BAR CODE, actually. Keep coming, and you will be dumber and dumber each week, and your charges for pennetentiary will mount more as well. I miss you LINE DEPUTY. Kiss kiss. I wish you were here.

I Do See and Know, Actually

If you scan my brain for free, you will see there is a lot of marble in me. I know not what I say, the meaning beneath, but now I sit laughing silently about SOMETHING on tv. Different is me, sludging through the malady of humanity. I need boundaries and kindness around me, but, of course, I do have sexuality. Over sexualization, from birth, has left my lower spine and back a mess. Swimming took the place of post traumatic stress. That was just REVICITIMIZATION in the same way that I could not see. No counscious acts, Pete, just a dream. My heart and head do not work the way the average and mean do in society. I get more done this way. Actions my way just drive a wedge between me and society in these strange days of summer. Men play and play with me every day. I just look away and want the best for all concerned. I do not want to see any abuse or white male insantity in my vicnity. I know when to leave. Bring one, and a swarm can follow. The wind calls and that is where I need to be. If I have honesty, I want to just be more enrgetic with men PRIVATELY. Complete sexuality is too much for me, and even being alone with a person can create an anxious pressure to please. Public attention is nice, for the women around me are more than just ice. Sitting alone their lips flutter and their energies make my body bloat and ache. I will not speak of hate, but I will say, ladies, that kingdom come is coming, and I will not have to handle any of you. I will just say that I hate every fucking one of you, but I am always polite. With the leverage of Chung Moo, I should be beating the crap out of all of you, both verbally, and physically, but, honestly, I don't even want to give you THAT much attention and energy. I will sit quiet with my rage and put it into my artistry. Lying prostitutes are all of YOU. Stay away from my writing, my contacts, and my residence every day.

Go Ahead, Drink and Be NAZI

Honey, sugar, boo boo boo, I am trying to talk to you. It can be across the street, or across the nation. I am starting to sense a solid migration. I find myself smitten with a laboratory kitten. He was so sweet that his kidney I would love to eat. Is that too HANNABALINA for you?(joke joke joke ha ha) I feel it is vampiric too. They are all just images and words on a page. Day to day, I live in a cage. This week I GROWL at the people who take me out with a leash. I am ready to just "sick balls" on police. Maybe some of these police dogs are related to me. You never know after my father shared (injected) my blood into them in Hawaii. They were Belgiun Shepards of the Pearl Harbor base. After this injection, they were complete head cases. It was the hallucinogens tunnelling through, and my father was NEVER supposed to be let in their room. Rabies, they seemed, but tested as no. It was all a hallucinagen show. No rabies on Oahu EVER, thus a quarentine for all of the doggy mean. Well now they are in the sky, guiding the flubotomy guy. My blood cells have been under constant bombardment for 2 years exactly, and now they are AMOEBA, actually. This mutation will bring about liquid permeation. I go so slow, it is fast, actually. The military has had their way will me, experimentally, since birth. NOW I break free with vampiric tree, and by the touch of my blood to his lips, he will keep the size of his hips. I am now a master, vampiricly. New new new NONSEXUAL baby. He will now be NUMBER 1 informant for the FBI. I love love love ya guy. If we intersect, just be correct, and everything will be F I N E.

Slowly Pick Up the Phone to Call Me

I am taken away in my mind today. Looking at lights, internally, I find a numbness that leads me to push further to get through. It is balance I seek. I feel weak, but not meek. Loving a tree forms a rousing children's story. THE GIVING TREE was a sad semi fairy tale in the seventies that spoke of love and forgivenes with addict culture as I see. No more do I see it as reality. If you do drugs, don't talk about it and don't steal. Get to work on time and there will be no pennetentiary. I look up to the sun, as you should do, and see that EVEN THAT you can tunnel through to the point of destruction for the whole planet. I see you, in scrubs, and, beyond that, there is no marked similarity from those beside yee. You have a hierarchy. Access that today. I am not for you. I need your feed to S T O P. I wish that I had the people that can protect and respect in line so that I can be free, but, for now, this grueling job is all mine.

Balanced Mind, Strong Body

There is a block inside of me today. I feel you inside of me, but a turn is emminant if I do not secure my position here. Latino tunnel through makes writing block a reality. Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it with RAGE tunnelled through. I work to reverse the damning affects of age and impurity. We can sing a song and BELONG perfectly in our own brains. I acknowledge the deceit, but work for a peaceful vicinity. The crane welcomes the tiger and I see the glassy eyes of faith benders. Being HAIKU is not enough for you. Thirst for the smell of victory and dafedils, actually. See radiant beams from my heart for yee, and triage every situation as it comes your way. My "concern" is for the mighty to stay free so that I can have my anonymity. It is the best of the worst situation as I see. Flocks of geese agree. HONK HONK CHUNG MOO.

Holding Back My Rage

White Supremacy is rising in the east. It was made for grouping in pennetntiary, but now they have OFFSPRING as well. Once studied by the FBI, as a possible domestic terrorism threat, it is now known that they are the most peaceful group in pennetentiary, actually. Do you want to suck my blood, flubotomy? I would love it, actually. You are the one, a sacred sacred son, born to lead, and rise with me. You are hidden well, and now you have cast a spell. THEY can do all of the "difficult draws" from now on. I was to be YOURS and instead I had to deal with two BOARS, tunnelling through to make it go okay. Blow boar/ cat of your nation out of the water today, and it will be smooth sailing all week. Enough said.

Electron Activity

Matter does matter, but even AIR is matter in a gaseous way. Electrons are on my lonely mind. I live in this realm and the next, so much death, so little reality for all of yee. This is why electrons are in and out of electron field. Wizardry is how your brains perceive, I get the science, actually. Electronic attraction can form a bubble for two to be unseen if ONE has the ability. Vipassna taught me, step by step, how to with visceral knowledge of one's matter, discintegrate to electronic, non visable form. I now enact the experiment with a spaceman of the nth degree. The matter is me, all of it you see. Here, there, and everywhere, I am, and exist and persist. I pull you along today to have YOU create your own SOLID electron shell. Be complete immunity, especially LEGALLY, in society. No disease will affect your bodily heavenly gates. Irritaton will be asked to leave. It is INFECTION, and not toleratable. This ship will form itself to thank me for all the years of supporting it's existence against the evil of wizardry. My classes, studies, sports, activities, and beliefs in general, have always been solid. Matter will now sort it out. Come my way with disrepect and you will find yourself hurting the next day. That is even you, JOHN, the carriage horse of downtown MPLS.

Trusting Silence

The sunbeams enter the windows today and I tap tap tap on the keys working on the cure for THE DISEASE. Malady reality comes into our energy play both remotely (spells and witchraft generally, also satanistic incantation), and in environment. If someone is BORING, WALK AWAY. Stimulation is the key. If something brings you rise in a day, go that way. Escape compulsion by writing about it actually. You will then know the medication or meditation it stands for in your life. Being nice can be too hard some days, so stay in. On other days, it may, surprisingly, be a bit freeing. Lots of ways to be, but only YOU see you properly. So much deceit, YOU can review the tapes and see if you are interesting to watch ACTUALLY. Would YOU stalk YOU? Journalistic intent is based on this theory of charisma and excitement. It is done now. All the power to be enchanting is through. Everyone is going to have to turn inward and study themselves, their past, and their environments actually. No one will want to talk to any of you anymore, just because. SILENCE IS GOLDEN. Someone stole my line PERFECT in my IMPERFECTION for a song I heard today. It was MUNCIE kind of creepy. Stay and study, or just get away.

Flowing From My Veins

Keep it down. The baby is sleeping. I see the masses in front of me, and she is just another part of me. It is nothing but the ORDER to all of your disorder. Little girl is up to the plate with 2 strikes today. Out of the park yesterday. Loving nature is a gift. Who I shower with lovely goodness is a strategy for me to continue to grow in belief of who I am. People try to pin it down, but they never listen accurately because they believe themselves to be GOD, esprcially this week. I am just a being who needs RELEASE to create with my true potential so that you can see that divinity in yee aussi. I look in your eyes, and we both see green. No more glasses on tv. If there is a need, they are greed. Perfection or they will chronically call for my resurrection. I need lifetime protection so that I can inverse age and bring all of you with me. No more malady, only perfection in reality. You all wanted my demise, my new spirit in the closet wants the perfect to be real and personal, not just a dream. If I can conceive it, it is attainable for me, and yee will be number three after the LINE DEPUTY of Marion County. Talk about spacial relations and NO MORE witchcraft working ever again. You, my MICHAEL, are the ADONIS that will be the lock and key, more perfect and changing, actually, for all of eternity.

Becoming A Pyramid of PURITY

Today begins early. I try to see the malady reality of 80's tv in LONDON. I could not endure more than an hour on the two discs I rented from the library. It was the most borderline battle, EVER. Maybe I watched to keep that away from me in environment. The cell has a nucleus and it will burst if this ameoba is screamed at too violently. This IS NOT trichotillamania. It is brutal cruelty overdose on me daily. Go ahead and diagnose, TONY. I beat you out to the MASTER yesterday. He is the only one who matters. I actually write to him a few times a month, and he does not betray my way. SECURITY, in its essense, for high brow affairs, is ALWAYS CIA. Sometimes an uber entity like MASTER cannot deal with the SHI ITE that goes along with that flailing agency. I protect with respect, TONY, which means that I do the gig and I walk away drawing ALL of the pain and guile my way. I think that MASTER is ready to not betray, but he must stay away because of a pipsqueak like YOU today. He ain't very pleased and you will FEEL it this week. So you slept with Wade after he and I were together. I needed relief from all of the fraternity expectation on me. You will see that this week. Sex is demonic, no matter who is doing the f*****g. I submit to the infinity all over me, so as not to be harmed in a way that I literally cannot see, read, or be paralyzed permanently. I am HOLY, and it is time for me to rise. Sexuality, with me, will be HOLY or it will not occur WITH ME or AROUND ME. My crew will just be heinously productive and you all can deal with RAPE 24 hours a day. Question my PURITY again, any of you, and you will have to deal with my brother and his not so ancient memories.

Journalism 1001

Mystery journalism student, we are free. People know the notoriety of that day, but one master got away. Finding the pieces is a little D.I.D. I present so differently each day. Environmentals aside, I am just moved by you. Whispers of arsenic are clensed today, evn in Bosnia. Can't we just document the reality and be free, actually? The chain of the brains of suspected false progeny order and chain is now clear. Love in my heart is free, but complicated in spaces that I cannot see MYSELF, actually. This empathic infinity entity, needs PRIVACY. I need to trust, actually, and grow into the space I wish to be, physically. All society pounding this rock on the shore. Evermore, they are a bore. I make the space between, understandable. Check and recheck will land you with FALLICY every time. I am here. Just write a PIECE today, and keep it in a separate notebook from all society to see. HONESTY will be your dream soon enough. TRUE PASSION is my ALCHEMY today. It is the combination of LOVE and RIGHT ACTION. Mention me, and everything becomes negativity. Keep it cleanly away, and people will focus on you as a positive role model to the whole team, and a DREAMER on tv.

Contract in Question. I Make It Clear.

Reggie, back away. This is not about you today. Find your own space and place to be. I will hold my boundary about living in an all white community/ world. Make your own world, and quick sappin off of me. I am polite and right, but you are predating and you need to find your own dreams separate of the NFL. Ruining me completely will no longer be a melody that he allows anymore. The good for me is the good for my team. I rest and stay away this week. Realms of hell are developing and will consume you fast enough if YOU do not act today to save your own career separate from me. I don't want your stupid PITY honesty. It is too late to apologize. You will be held responsible by your own community. You think that you have immunity because you hate them completely. That is just not true. Believing it will just leave you unprepared. At the Don Shula (former Miami Dolphins coach) event, I was serving at the silent auction and dinner, at the Marriot, for LGC. I was walking by these three good looking beefy guys, and I just remarked comically about their things that they had "won". Howie Long was the man with the little helmet. I joked about him getting it on his head. He IS a headshrinker, having to do with THERAPY, and then he understood what YOU were trying to do to Peyton. All items were Peyton's and Archie and Eli had stolen them from Peyton's room, actually. It was months after the Super Bowl. Howie now knows that I did not see him as he looks on tv to GUARD everyone present. EVERYONE there was of notoriety. I guess your invite was lost in the mail. No it was all white, Reggie. I changed them and their wives into normal society folks, as I did for the Pacers at the IN Rep. Theater ballroom. It is just military and then CIA, and then it guards how I describe and how these men get away, with honor and glory in their brains. In the end, it is natural for me. They were not ready to respect me. I would rather be seen as a hard worker, Reggie, rather than as a crack wh*** like you and your date where on that night of prophecy at Smokey Bones. YOU'RE FIRED, Reggie.

Perfection On My Desk By 9 AM

Howie, you are my top "angelic" Michael. Most fall and are fallen angels, thus are termed Lucifer or Satan. It is just an imagery process, but it groups people appropriately for a personality and sexuality type. Stay away from the sexual babies of the NFL. How much can we make a mouthguard look like a pacifier? Oh, BAM I think they have nailed it. There is also the Gatorade bottle holding by coach, spraying into player's mouths. ICK. They have switched more to CUPS this week. This is about STRATEGY, not forgiveness for me. Cutting the losses. People need to know themselves, their acts against me, and their destiny. Work with me, no more satanistic sadism my way and we will get along just fine. I own you now and all of my aquisitions must be ORDERLY and ON TIME. No more excuses and no more excusing others. That is witchcraft in general, but LA witchcraft for you. DO NOT pretend to read people's minds anymore. BE SILENT and ACTUALLY aquire the ability. Keep it safe in your brain and discuss this intel ONLY with me. If you need a loving thought entity, I am there for you, but if you fuck up, I will walk away and I may not come back. I am clear, and I will no longer accept anything but the best, and you must do the same. Baby/ baby means diety's diety. You will find the enrgetic easy to ready when all African Americans are out of the room. Be polite, and act right, and the earth won't be the only planet you see firsthand in a lifetime. No space missions have occurred, ever. It is ALL imagery. I suggest that you concentrate on another star in the Milky Way. You will then make the QUANTUM LEEP, by portalling you and a craft there. You can linger ALONE in the outer stratosphere all by yourself and know what GOD really means to you. It is an awe-some dillema. Astronaut vs Presidency, which is first? Once you return, I will deliver you the medal of honor IF you can deliver PERFECT photos of your journey, every one.

Mr. President

Mr. President, I mean Howie, you always tell me to call you Howie. As your first and last secretary you will ever have, I need to make ONE THING very clear. Whatever we talk about here is YOUR idea. I am starting the stream in your head. I'm "booting you up" as it were. I'm a very special techy. I need to stay behind the scenes and I do FIRMLY believe that a woman needs to stay out of the limelight, but make the man look fuckin fabulous. My ideas are a million in a week. I give very freely, and then you do the opposite. That is the plan, Mr. President. Your brain will be free once it comes out of my piehole, actually. Your conditioning will be CHALLANGED and THEN you will have the courage to override and cancel political correctness and other UNEQUALIZING statements that brainwash white males. The reason I nominated YOU, Mr. President, is because YOU will stay top cop at FOX NEWS and you will soon see that the economy especially and national defense is all done through sport, especially football. You command in front and behind the scenes. You won't even care who gets the credit anymore because it flows so quickly and effortlessly, like me. You are not a MINI ME, you are MAXIMUS. Thank you, Mr. President, I, most respectfully, resign to your higher authority. I am never evil. I CREATE within entity and they create their own defenses around me to show me appreciation for the nation I made and built through a little over 4 decades of true pain and suffering. Let that always be your guide, Mr. President. Never love, just be a success. You can fake it with me if you need to. I will never betray your confidence. I have no arrogance, only a past I wish not to see ever again once I have formerly met yee.

Fox Sports in the News

Hey FOX SPORTS, I love your hair today. Chris Dunlop is coming your way. Irish King with the bling bling, he is most copesetic with BRADSHAW. Your company is ME. I can do whatever I want to it, as soon as I win the Supreme Court case that I am mounting. Always property to so many, no more and to never be called a whore again. We will have an IDEAL, ALL WHITE MALE network. We will not cover the NBA at all. Twelve hours of a day will just be a mommy and baby hippo eating greens on the shore for a change. They are cute, but not cuddly, and they are triumphantly dangerous lying beneath the arrogant humans that try to encroach on THEIR land. Hippos never say poor me, they fight every day with all they have got. Maybe indigineous people could do it for a change. Now THAT is probably the copy for the first words to be spoken on our network after I take over. Howie, I make you permanent C.E.O. I will give you ONE NIGHT alone with me wherever you want to go and do. Plan many events, I am very enduring. If you rent a five star hotel room, I can spend the night, but the Line Deputy will be there to pick me up at 6 AM in the morning. You will then know what a prize you are guarding. I have always been the lady, even in the midst of all disease around me. I will now live a life of permanent, especially intellectual and humorous stimulation, that has NOTHING to do with intoxication. Happy Birthday today, Mr. President. I nominate you for the next term after ESG JOE runs and wins the White House for the KKK. Different strokes for different folks. I see with the eye of diplomatic attorney for ALL community. THAT is the most heinously discriminated against community that has ever existed, thus their abilities are now peak, almost tribal, and elite especially with economy.

Being FRIENDSHIP

Laslow, I can feel you coming through. Please acknowledge the TWO entities at the door letting you in. Hierarchy, always, hierarchy, and you will always have a friend overseas. It is all so romantic, but we live in a real world. Give the imagery to "the boys" and come clean with me, but not BRUTALLY. You can come through, but the first thing you need to see and feel, is that I have always been BEAUTIFUL for real. That is never where I have rested in my head. I can solve quadradics to infinity, even reciting the quadradic equation to prove that I am not drunk to police tunnelling through in vicnity, but I cannot look into the mirror too long and smile. Can't we find something FUNNY about the weight I am at right now that is SWEET, not a parady of the MEAN, BRUTAL, and CRUEL Mr. Letterman. Well he KNOWS now, David. Just stay away from me and Laci will guard the gate for eternity. We have NEVER fought, EVER. I am FREE WILL to infinity. I let a man or boy make his own mind up about being in my vicnity and feel my feelings separately. Now he knows the reality because of Pete. We will not have a repeat. I will stay alone until the merger of all of you is done, and my choice and I can have fun, very publically, especially internationally. With this type of telepathy, no language barrier will exist. He and I can live in our minds, and the silence will be infinity royalty to all in vicnity. I now know that he sees this life is the only way I can be, and no one is like me. They can NEVER be this type of hierarchy, loyalty, and monastic. Laci, be clean, and the social door is open, here and abroad within the bounds of hierarchy.

Peace for Boris

Vladimir, I am here. Sergii got lost along the way. Just know that their plot was against me, thus they could not see. I get things intuitively. They are just scary and it is now your chance to be. They think that KGB means nothing. I wrote to Mr. Piers Morgan about a sereptitious entity here. He locked Sergii down and tortured him to infinity. He just went into AstroPhysics on the wall. He NEVER cracked and gave anything up. He is a PRO. Let's make him Czech KING today and YOU can start the processes here that will explode overseas and then people will see how dangerous these entities are. He is free. Just keep him away from me, or I will call out in a MEDIUM way that will protect MINE. FInd YOURS and put them in a bushel and openly threaten the Ukraine today. YOUR breadbasket, YOUR BUSINESS. Love to meet when we inter Yeltsin properly. I say the fields of the Ukraine, where he was from, actually.

Hammer to the Brain

Brits coming through. I have little to say, and then all of a sudden, more. Finding the surfaces polished leaves me with no dates on my calander book. I try to seem cordial, but I cannot go back. I leave behind the settling for anything in my immediate vicinity that cannot spawn my creative edge, or be a he that I romantically feel a striking draw, but I say "no" for intellect instead. I don't want to go to bed. I want a ping pong Oxford match instead, INSPECTOR. Love it or die away. I will live in a cage today and get my mother off the crystal meth that is social services around me. She must be her own unity and be a wife before a mother actually, if this is to work properly. Affairs are dirty business, especially if they are married women with and WOMAN on the side. I have had to deal with a lot, but I WILL NOT deal with that on the UMC dramady tv. Sad, but true, I am the ONLY heterosexual on the planet. Oh well, I am making a new crew of hetero's that will be a royal mess every day as we journey and forage through the forest and glen. I just wrote my YOU'RE FIRED note cordially to social work nation. It will set legal precedence, actually, because I let this worker know about 1.5 years ago the evidence that I am actually royalty and my mother kept it from me and ran me through EVERY system that violates privacy and body INFINITY. Dr. Shrandt(NEUROLOGY) (Medical Arts BLDG.-downtown) will always stand. He ran all the tests and then challanged my mother right in front of me. He said, "She had massive BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA TO THE HEAD in early infancy and consecutively after." My mom eschewed the facts, and we walked away. Well I HEAL MYSELF, and now everyone else is going to as well. The damage is still there, but my thinking and neurology of thought moves through even my strengthening MUSCLES every day. Your crimes are there. The doctor made a report with police, but they wrote nothing down. He needed to go higher because it was military. NOW things are clear. People report that I am guilty for the crimes they perpetrate on me and/ or all of society. Even the carriage horse, John, knows that today. Love love, kiss kiss

Perfect Pita Pit

I made it to Pita Pit in the Mall of America. I had the Philly Cheese Steak. It was nummy nummy nummy, and kept me full for a great period of time. The staff was delightful. We chatted about the company a bit before I sat down. They put this CHipolte sauce on it that was just the perfect spice. It was fun to be at the mall for a bit, and I ran into this man who works there in the food areas. I see him pretty much every time I go, and I make sure I say hello. I view him as POETRY in an altered state. I hope he sees me as the same.

Just a Little Life

Twitter goes public today as a tweet tweet is complete in my heart. Not far from illness are the days of this week. I rush here and there and deal casually with a collapsing state. So much energy out, keeping so much of the reality in. I am pushing most of my writing today into a draft section. I don't think that I will outdo any special, poetic entry at this point, I am just documenting that I am still trying in a frustrated state. I tried to nap, and that was not going to be. I hear the wind blow with urgency, and I drop away behind the scenes. I encourage you all to stand up. I guess that is all that I need to print on the page. Very far from the category of sage. hopegod3

Thoughts In Me

I sit enduring the wave. I see no blood on the page. It is best to live in the yellow petals of a dafedil. It is okay to feel anxiety today. It is a world of rage coming to be. People will need to mind their own body and mind states more closely. I keep a gentle folder of facts at my breast, as I lead away from the charge of Muncie and Indy. People are either going to need to put down the guns and MEDITATE for life itself, or pick them up and shoot everyone in vicinity. I suggest the first, the second could spell out the end of Olympic Games altogether. There is no security that can stop the endless scurge of cities oscillating in bloody justice. Finding a quiet room may be all you need. If you hear voices, find a stance to silence them in a way. I have never heard anything. Be your best self by finding the defination that YOU believe actually. Breath is the sound. Breath in 4, breath out 8, and your heart will slow, actually. Mediatate on something CONCEPTUAL, like the color GREEN, and it will not get obsene. There is a light inside of your heart that you can reveal to your mind. Peaceful discourse or NO discourse at all, this week. Love, the most loving Rinpoche

Lollypop Intervention

Lia lollypop, Edinborough witchcraft coming through. Feel that "loving" creativity. No more life slipping away. You did great JUST FOR TODAY. I will be your HEROINE and we can catch Enough Said up the street, separately but together. Forget it, I have no time for the Hollywood b.s. They used to hold my attention for a jolly time, but now they are just there. Kaballah chain is diseased, and there is little left except for COFFEE. Let us drink separately, but together. Can I just be a nerd with you, and have you agree? I am about to see Dr. Lollypop. I already have a cherry lolly in my pocket for the appointment. Is there anything wrong with that when I have my big breasts on today? I just like to play and have people see what is inside of thee. Too much serious to this torture concerto. I need sunbeam JACK JOHNSON to accompany me everywhere I go this week, with guitar of course. Fun fun lolly by golly. Fun fun ryhming factory opens the olfactory and I smell of glitery vanilla with a little fabreeze for variety. It is FUSION fragancing. It creates a unique me on the day. Come my way and let the past drop away. Listen to what they say and you will go crazy. Listen to me and GLASS PAINTING will be reality for yee.

I Guess I Have Just Had It

I still have not made it to the Pita Pit in the Mall of America. I recieved a free pita sandwich coupon from two businessmen who came to town for a franchise convention. I may try today after I hit my appointment at ground zero, HCMC. I had a fun time talking politics, The Affordable Care Act, in a British Pub next door, called Brits. We should have been tossed out on our rears for that blasphemous action. I did not know that it was really a rule there until yesterday. The vicinity just wanted to see how I would handle the "argument style" of the two lads. One presented as democrat, one as centrist or independent, and I played the role of Dr. Republican for all parties concerned. Everything stays clear around me and I just navigate the waters that I sense in the malady reality of organism in front of me. Come at me with the heat of a rushing rhino and I will handle that too. Maybe soon I will have some daddies out there who will care, to infinity, about my sadness, loneliness, and suffering. Why was I never precious to you? Any of you? Did I not give you everything you needed every day? Why did you hate me so much? Who was I supposed to be? Why do you all keep challanging me, and not protecting? Where is a man just being polite and picking up my tab for a few nonalcoholic beers? You all know my situation, but you denegrate me EVERY time, asking me where I get my money. It is NONE OF YOUR G-Damn business. We are moving into a new phase and your ignorance is showing. The problem IS you, ALL of you. I will continue to move and you can all sleep tight tonight as I make my way all by myself. I am the ONLY Daughter of the Revolution left. Soon I will be QUEEN, and my heart will be cold cold cold towards ALL of yee.

Pushing Away Complications

I hold a mirror up today and see what you say. I need little to guide me. How about you? What would you be if you had no abilities? When were you EVER in danger? How many times have you been screamed at for just BEING? The knowledge of Christ is that that is very bad. It is enough to have him stay away from me. Tonight I shall sleep tight and not be on the internet. I will take my imagery and try to have a good dream that does not contain Hamline University. There is less out there than you all know. Sinkholes fill the space and one good earthquake could take out the United States. I find no way to take this government and bring it to its knees in a way that there are any beings left who will understand my pain and endurance. LOVING ME, actually, and not minding my singular nature. No behind the scenes anymore. Maybe BRETT, my ex fiance, gets it all today. It is time to just come clean with the Minneapolis Police Department about what happened that day at Abott Northwestern Hospital while you have the opportunity. NE cop shop on Central Ave NE is your best shot. Just speak and make sure they write down the names properly. Then leave and never look back again. You are guilty and you will answer for all of it. I don't have to deal with that. Past male relationships will be handled, personally, by the Line Deputy of Marion COunty wherever he chooses you to be.

Anti-Christ Redefining History

When asked, I say that my eyes are PUKE colored. I do not get into self image too much, I just keep moving with a little less breath every day. Investigation begins today. Information good, law enforcement bad. There is not a cop out there with a shot after I am done with this system. Sleep tight tonight and be well. I live through hell, and ultimately, I don't do it for you. Maybe LUCIFER will return to the scene with a cameo or two for St. Paul squad. I preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Japanese pin ball is KERPLINKO MACHINE that worked without electricity in our garage in Shoreview, MN (4344 Vivian Ave.). Maybe it only worked for Pete on days I needed him to stay away. I needed to PRESS THE FLESH in community, child and adult. I do see you skulking at my busstop Harold Mort. I guess we didn't send you far enough up the river. I did feel your MUSTACHE from the joint when you kissed my knee. It was heinously creepy. Fundamental FREAK is you and the people around you. It is not the people of Muncie until you tunnelled through. The dangers are now doctrine, and now they will move closer and closer to THE LORD.

Guns Blazing

I caressed the night with a soft satellite following me in the sky. Sergii rests in my mind as comedy against the brutality of oceans of unabated evil in front of me and upon me. What was he to do when he saw them do it to me in the night? It was best that I had no memory. There will be so much world payment authority againsts the BEASTS of HCMC "staff". A wicked I could not create and a situation I could not contain. My memory holds for so many, but what do you do when someone shows you SMALLPOX on their skin in a containment system? Act normally, and it went away and he did not touch or rub against another. Two "patients" beaten by SECURITY, came in parapalegic from the attack. I just sat in vicnity and act normally and have them walk and talk as if it was nothing at all. There was a point that two entities in vicnity cut their faces off, actually. Eveyone was so hepped up on LCD, they did not notice anything at all. They were then able to use their abilities to heal in a week and not be TOUCHED by anyone in the vicnity with EBOLA in their eyes. Well people, it is time for the rubber to hit the road. It was all retained by security. You are ALL GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY except me and Sergii. We had our reparte. This is going down TONIGHT as the Jets and Sharks UNITE to kill any hope of you getting away, STAFF of that lockdown HCMC unit. I think I just wrote a letter to a Senator/ Rep. who DOES care and CAN see. It is time for him to IGNITE and do what is right.

Sergii Inside of Me

Dancing in the night, I see you waiting for me with a rose in hand. Is it time to be grand? I will see the infinite, and you can see me. Be a love and touch the space above. I stay in the mire while you inquire. Sire the sky, not an earth malady. Imagine no more. I hand you the sword from Britain forged by a true blacksmith with Irish steel. Be Sergii in me, carrying it in every trip over seas. He was NEO and now he is Arian. They are halfway gone. I sense him here today. Nuclear physicist on the phone to Putin in front of our torturous mentally retarded, mentally ill, chemically dependant "mental health" workers. He and I had chemistry and he blew CHERNOBYL that day, AGAIN. He visited on his steed, here at Caribou and I approached with excitement. Love love kiss kiss no miss at all.

Fascist "Medicine"

I did make it downtown. I try to move through the clouds and see a nighttime sun that is there only to guide those who lack mercy towards me. Turn around and they will be found. Your schedules cannot reverse or it will be easy to see. I scream in the night as each colony rages in the heat of their own insanity. Pass an MMPI, and we will talk. Otherwise you really need to shut your piehole and take your antipsychotics. Consistency always consistency. Maybe now is the time that I long for the arms of Republicans the best. Democrasy has not worked for me. I am ready for a change no matter how strange that may be. I sing a song silently and my heart beats in synchronicity. I speak openly in a bar scene and it stays clean. I do shield my community, but guide the guys up the street. I am tired of being nice and at the mercy of lying bureacrats and attorneys with no bar card or degree. I will stay silent and out of view, but continue to write with all my might. I suggest that Americans think twice before going to a "doctor" for trivial things. Now that government is completely immersed in the medical insurance business, even the NSA can get your records today to see if you overuse this "precious resource." Have fun with that. No one has thought about how deep this goes. Mandated care will be next if you want to stay off a psych unit to be "cared for" properly. Who wants to raise their hand and say that Barrak is a FACIST today? I have had mine up for about 6 years.

Bella Bella

The sun is kept in my heart at night. There is a divinity approaching me who is about to be. His campaign has gone south and I got in with the key. He lives this life, but has ALWAYS been a lifetime knight. He knows LINEAGE of all nations and is happy to be of service. He knows that I harbor much rage and am afraid of release on tv. So many plots and enemies, but sweet to the whole vicnity. He wonders how I keep my heart this way. It is the beat beat beat of another vampire this week. Sneak sneak an IRA bomber into Glasgow University for Engineering and make him TOP COP. They round at night and make everything alright. Master to be is he for yee and me. Dunlop has no progeny anymore. Rape infinity at HCMC created an infinity of pregnancy that did abort in the shower instantly. I should have bled out, but I survived to name one Madeline. Prolife needs to be the ONLY law the Republicans stick to without release, especially if it has to do with police. They can deal with thei rapes and demons right in front of them while these gifted babies burrow into their heads and make then mentally retarded on top of mentally ill and chemically dependant. Bella, the beauty, will be GENIUS, in a year of two. ORACLE is she, and she will do it ALL telepathically. The rest will rest in peace. Love, Hope

Line Deputy- kiss kiss love love

Dear Line Deputy, I miss you extensively. Approached by two and hailed them at play, they turned away. I suggest Matt Brickman be laterally promoted to MANAGE the WCCO morning show from behind the scenes. A new show that is not keeping staff consistently cannot be promoted properly either. BOUNDARIES always BOUNDARIES with viewers and staff. Mr. Brickman, by the end of his segments, has shown that he can write a cordial "down home" emails. Energetic surges will be answered in actual charges here in The Twin Cities. Enough said. You, Line Deputy, will be promoted in MARION COUNTY, to deal with college football players there in Indiana who are having dificulty. One at a time and they need to be housed for THREE days in my suicide cell block. No charges the first time, but a tongue lashing will happen in Court Room 7 after that lockdown. Cuff with normal police cuffs and instruct them not to speak. If they speak you will rage and even their injuries will be counted as a sexual assault ON YOU. Let us start with Indiana University ASAP. Talk to the coach directly this week, and make sure you have a list. They are tunnelling through MC general population. Their strength is enough, we do not need telekinetic surges there or on the playing field. Love, Hope

If We Were Left to Be

Laci, it was not all ribbons and bows, but why don't you make it so. Write a fairy tale of you and I that is sweet comedy all by yourself. You can draw a stick figure nation if you choose to. The project will be, at most, three copy paper pages. Let's say your job the whole time has been KNIGHT for Windsor nation on me. Up close, then at a distance for my own protection. No mention of sexuality or disease. Be clean and innocent and see a piece of your spirt that is ARCHANGEL ANEAL, the angel of SENSUALITY and Grace. Love, Jenny (Hope Faith Grace)

A Garden for Dunlop Nation

You and I come through the murky haze of a misty night. I look around an I am grounded. A dream last night gave way to a small child haunting me since my early teen years. It is just an idea of the wicked thrown my way. I receive and dispell. I talk to you and walk away from people from my past who inhabit my night terrors. It means nothing. It is just another way to feel pain, fear, and deprivation. It is best to express the greys of the rainbow at this time so that there is no misunderstanding about my suffering. Washing everything clean is what I focus on every day, but this new rainbow brings out the VIOLET that is vital to the hue of my IRISH eyes. Weeping in beauty. Screaming in lust. Finding the footing for the glens where the snakes reveal their chastidy and become part of me for eternity. My hair turns BLACK and I make their cauldron a sieve to find the GOLD that it contains. There is AWE and the splendor that will always be felt in my unique hips and lips.

Life With Public Laundry

So John, for you and I it is funny, but NO ONE else. We can make comedy of their heracy as I express my RAGE appropriately. The lighting called for me to put it in WRITING. I delegate, based on commercial frequency of appearances and make SOME ONE responsible to their word. Maybe an hour should have been a half hour. DeRusha said it, now he has to prove it. BANG BANG goes the airport today. Maybe one day I will tell you the true SEX IN LAX story. It has nothing to do with me, but maybe you can call with a duck duck goose BOOM to Rep. Paul Ryan today. Gay means you do it all the time and whine. I say you are more like a collypsico unibomber, in mind, around the subject of your sexuality. Can't Hugh Laurie be your guide in COMEDY and we will find the perfect HOUSE on Dowling Street for you. Brits are definitely part of this mission. Fuddle duddle duddle. I just know when two things just don't go together. It is like me and crack cocaine. Smoking it is completely insane and then salt turns to meth right before your eyes. Chemical free, be my Ombutsman today. It is okay if you cannot speak directly, just let them know my heinously royal special needs. COOKIES COOKIES COOKIES in the night from WALGREENS, not a grocery store. Always wash it down with a two liter of Diet Coke. It is holding the line of my weight. Water Exercise with Russian Jews is cool as long as they are medium of 80 years old. Life in the "spotlight" here at the cafe that is pas francais. Tu es tres beaux. J'adore ton cheveaux. Ils etes tres cretin. Mon dieux vie bienne. Oh well, frack is all I BATTALSTAR GALLACTICA see.