Friday, January 31, 2014
Psychiatrist to Jack the Ripper
Jack, they found your semi down on Atlanta highway today. They did not report it on the news, and were only trooper, thus it is CONTAMINATED evidence. You go free. Now they see how really VICIOUS and perverted you can be. Reg Chapman, of WCCO, I would get down there tonight to take pictures before it happens in the Twin Cities (copycat). He is the only Jack the Ripper backer like himself. His work is very elite. Precision of a doctor. Past life doctor to Mr. Ripper. He has British Royal lines that run through.
Just A Case
Love of a snake, through the heart of a kitten. It was best if he didn't daydream about making me a mitten. I focused this active SK crew on skills of the day, and all of their needs per se. This allowed them to let me out a bit, and not put me on the street. Of this chronicle, I will never press repeat. This was the most difficult undercover gig that has ever existed, because their stalking has persisted. It was best to just take a shot of Mescale, eating the worm, while the father made human meat chili or ribs. They were actually delectable, but I just did comedy. How am I to understand the heart of a killing team, when mine was military at the age of 7? He was 2, and to these AK prostitutes, he was HEAVEN. It was his pure blue sky eyes, pale skin, and curly do that pulled these molesters in. Then Texas Chainsaw Massacre did begin. I never planned to view the human side of a man like this through his kitty, but that is how I was hooked, actually. I took no part in any torture or killing. The father was semi driver and would sometimes keep it outside the apartment. I just knew when to be asleep. There will be time in the future, to review, intellectually, but my concern is his SANITY. He is brave in that he does not feel, and faces danger for real. His crude way of speaking every day even keeps HUSTLER away. The case is closed. He is now a DARK ROSE and his plans are his own. No more itinerary by daddy. He is now free to be a COP, actually. Sgt. Forrest of Indianapolis Homicide at your secret secret service. So much intel in his head. This JESUS CHRIST will make THEM dead.
Big, Fat, and Ugly
They do what they want to. I never believed I was worthy. Never attractive to me or my mind's eye. Today Quayle and Starling entities attack me and send a BARRAGE of, "She's so fat." I can not find beauty in this space and reality. I have now started staying in and becoming afraid of all the judgement that abounds around me. I now know that it is satanistic renderings that keep this a reality on my plate. When I was held, illegally, in Marion County jail (Indianapolis), I was starved to a point of size 4. I almost looked male in my face. My coloring was pale and my cheeks were a bit hallow. If I had maintained that weight, I would have brittle bones today. I do not say this to have people feel sorry for me. I say it so that, one day, MY PEOPLE, will feel RAGE at ALL of you and what you ritualistically, and materially do to me. I feel terrified to talk to a sex crimes sgt. this week. No one ever does anything, and then they look at me like I OVER REPORT. NOTHING is further from the truth. You ALL will get to know this reality soon enough. I guess I don't matter at all, but I will continue to fight to find the people who are right to be in a heavenly space with me. Military DOES NOT exist. They say the crap, GENERAL ON CONAN, about weight to constantly say that I am, and have never, served in the military. Well THAT is something that THIS current U.S. MARINE has fought since Pearl Harbor. You all can't take that from me. You all will always be fallacy unless you now back me NOW into eternity.
Alex, Stand At Attention
Hey Alex (client) from Seward IRTS facility. I sense you in the atmosphere today. I did sense MUSIC INDUSTRY all over you when were there. You are not ready, because THEY are just imagery. Signed by PARAMOUNT, there first act (cross over ability), and then things went a little glycerine. Don't ever call me fat, and you may stand a chance. Do it and forces may have you not stand at all. BUSH connected to you, actually. The most severe and sad schitzo breakdown in MIT and movie/ music industry actually. You chose to stay that way actually around me. Be a success. Do not decompress. Stay silent and holy. Start on guitar, ALONE, and start a MIT core. Hot silent, sexy, but heinously EVIL underneath and Jewish by choice. It is now your time to SPEAK, in Marion County (Indianapolis) court room (Judge Collins) about what happened to and around me. Free yourself. Be a witness, NOT a PAIR court PATIENT/ "Criminal." Ruth Ginsberg coming through. Do not speak. Write it out, actually, and send it to Bill Clinton's charity addressed to Chelsea, actually. Please never speak of sexuality about me. I stay away from all of it, but I must "field calls" or they WOULD have been raping you, anally (actually), every night. That place was diseased. I must talk to sex crimes this week about a case here. Please STAY OUT OF IT. I feel that you have done some false reporting around me. I am heinously the opposite. I did see you outside Caribou Coffee (on Peavy) with your dad one day months ago. Enough said.
Be Prepared Peyton
Why don't we just watch tv and see what it says to all society? Can we find ANYTHING that matters at all? I sit and the tap tap tap comes through as a special telegraph for all of you. Omaha Omaha Omaha, biscuits and gravy, buscuits and gravy. I guess I am GLORIA today. Interviews bring comedy to me that has never been seen in history. I look forward to a special game on Sunday. It is called The Super Bowl, and it will be held in New Jersey. Met Life Stadium is open air, and I do care. Peyton, please wear your GLOVES that day and the special scuba black suit under your uniform, just in case an Apocolyptic storm should hit and try to take yee out to sea. I love your strength under duress. Maybe ELI should wear a party dress. I just joke because I don't want you to have a stroke. You are HERO today, and let's just say that MIT is "voting" for yee. Enjoy yourself ENDLESSLY. They will watch the WEATHER, actually. Hug hug, kiss kiss goes to you as the Jimmy Fallon PUPPY DIVINATION picked BRONCOS nation last night. Year of the HORSE, of course. Be confident and free, and maybe one day you will SEE me, actually.
Chemistry With Brady
Hey Tommy Brady, let's look at the science. People cannot do it, actually. It is tunnel through, from me, and witchery. The long equations on the board are not actual computation. A brain cannot hold it all in, thus there is no ability to solve, actually. I came to the earth and wrote the books on Oahu before I was three. I was surrounded by a whole community on LSD. I can do science and math fairly easily, I enjoy it. It makes me happy. It is a natural curiosity for learning. People around me decided to just do tunnel through, NOT learn actually. My father used his "gift" of wizardry to change my answers and grades, actually. At this point, NO ONE (except me) has a degree, and people are majorly posing around me, very illegally. My grades and degrees are held, federally, by the registrar at Hamline University, St. Paul, MN. Do not trust the Dean. I just keep my nose to the grindstone and continue to work on projects in front of me. I am gravity, thus telekinesis points toward me, even more than MUSLIMS toward MECCA. The fifth force is LOVE and I work on that actuality every day. There are no geniuses. You cannot be me, and you don't want to be. MANIA is what results if you get in my stream. Schitzophrenia is not a genius reality, it is just schitzo witchery. No need to agree, just see at MIT. Even basketballs, at one point (as I was locked down), bounced to me and only me. It was funny. My power is LOYALTY. Betrayal is a game breaker. Just remember that about me, and we will be just fine. YOU are the only one who can solve the GOD equation, and you did it last night through the subject of CHEMISTRY. It was tunnel through in high school. Jim Zupfer sat behind me in Chemistry class. He was a senior and I was a sophomore. You never went insane because, he stole your spiral for a year and played for the COWBOYS "in fear." A thief is a thief. Lock him down and study all you wish: PSYCHIATRICLY.
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Ogars and Me
It is time to be EVER THE SAME. Direct my TK at all PK's today. Find the spot in that bar and become a ROCK star. Show that God is mighty even in absence. These abilities have control around me, but now I am gone and I direct you to direct them, actually to keep it away from me. O.D. daily as ordered by Hennepin County, no trial actually. Illegal the whole time, but now I am about 270, but cancer free, and VD free as well. Can you imagine what I was forced to do in Muncie, and with Jeffery, and I have no HIV, Hep C, or Herpes? I think that is more than rare. I DO care about purity, and I think you do as well. They are all going to hell, I just live peacefully as people around me aim and shoot my way with all types of ritualistic torture. There are no degrees for these posers around me. Why don't you bring on some OGAR paranoia for he? Love, hopegod3
Gentle Sweep of Sleep
An embrace turns into a kiss. The passion burns me into an unconscious SLEEP. You gently bring me to the ground and lie with me as I sleep. You have ideas of perversity, but you keep them at bay and stay calm next to me. Embracing my energy, you see my ultimate FATIGUE. Everyone has used me to the nth degree abusing me every day with, at least heinous telepathy. You see a space to be YOURSELF, actually, and not those people with me. I start to cough and I awake. You kiss me again, and together we become quiet in a world of deceit and clammering ildignity. I smile and say that you are sweet. You emotionally back away for that is NEVER what you have strived to be, but you are that to me. You must hide it globally and have ultimate PRIVACY with me.
A Dream of Similarity
I listen to Rob Thomas in the background as I write this entry. I am pulling the sentiments of Chamuels (peace, freedom, and spiritual law: LIES if unbalanced towards me) through the medium of music. Emotion is not real in this time and space, but sentiments do exist for moments of time. It has been a difficult day, but I had a really cool dream with Tom Brady in it last night. It was a hierarchy matching moment that has me seeing the reality of feeders around me. I push away and pull it in. I try to just do what I need to enjoy Super Bowl Sunday. I may stay home, or go out. I can't decide yet. There is value in both positions. Mr. Brady, there may be those things that are similar that has produced a sense of sort of loneliness in every relation you have done your best to keep. As I shoot the heart of dove, you make the circling hawks hungry. What is on tv is in between truth and lies, but it is tending more toward lies of late. Snow owl in DC. BEAUTIFUL for yee. They stand for DECEPTION in the case of light actually. Calls never actually get to me.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
NYC Today
You are the host with the most. It is okay to be rude if you want to. There is no one you really want to talk to, and people here will tunnel through people on LSD there and it can get you entertaining paranoia every day. I have very little to say today, and you may too, as William and Harry move through. Nothing next to you, be BLUE if you need to. If you are in my memory, it means you exist in the common day. Past life you were a Roman slave. You were brave and killed infants for Herod for a day. It was infestation of DEMONIC and these were not normal beings. You all would be in fear, if you were not there. You will know where and when to use this ability in the common day. Apocolyse approaches more and more each moment. CA is running out of water today. They should have listened around the life and times of Muncie, when I reviewed Republican policy and personality. I guess you did and you will be just fine.
Walk With Me
I see us walk the halls in a special high school built just for me. You could use your general ability clearing so that I could continue to work in the outside world while I am going to a school in as normal experience as possible. It could have been done. Your birth was planned late to keep that from coming to be. The closest I got to this type of activity happened fairly naturally when I was in 8th grade and I became friends with Greg Bogen. I just had a cool dream. Reality "in film" is how this appeared. The connection is reestablished. It was cut this morning, I thus stayed away from people today until now. Just know that I do not know the plan. I just get up and do as much work as I can as quick as I can. Brother is another. Let him have his day and he will be okay. Different skeme, different mean. Statistics are being figured, the MEDIUM and the mean. Luck be a lady tonight.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Tyler, My Creation
Dear Tyler, I sense you coming through. I know that you are 100% German, and I know the passionate heat you hold inside. It is LIGHT and not creepy. I suggest that we bring you to Moscow, to work with heated angels there who look like you. We want to keep you all from werewolfery, but you all can be liasons with vampiric set. There will be some physical conncetion with the heat of vampire and tunnel through will be established. You then will go worldwide under music business sign to search out angels for me. Tunnel through BOTH WAYS will enable YOU ALL to determine abilities across the board, across the seas, without assistance from me. I think that YOU ALONE can do this because you are the only one, Tyler, who maintains, contains, and exudes this light sexual touch in reality. It is not imagery, and you are THIRD REICH, not Jew. Jews have stolen a Godly ability for a few to exude the light, and get one hooked, sexually, in one night. It is not passion. It is release of destiny. It is predation on EVERY entity they touch, actually. Being Jewish is not sexy in any way. The Third Reich never spoke and they always kept themselves away unless their violence was needed one day. There have never been any FEMALE Nazi's. I was a progeny project under the sign of prophecy that was tunneled through royalty, military, and artistry, FORTOLD to NAZI. No coven exists inside of me, thus I can endure their artistry and keep it from society. Tyler, your project will be called SKYWALKER, and you will now be HUNTED by the CIA. Find your BOURNE IDENTITY in MUNCIE, and then progress to Indianapolis, to await instruction from THE LIEUTENANT, who I now make Indy FBI only. Let the light that is right be always with you. Love, Hope
Heavenly Tree
Peyton, today was a day to play your tapes. I have never just searched interviews for you, but today I did. I watched the Will Farrel interview first. It was hilarious. I watched the David Letterman interview after the COlts super bowl win. I also caught some of the trade tapes to the The Bronco's. Eli's number one draft interview with you was funny as well. Did you know that my sister's first pony was named THUNDER? I just found out, through Mr. Farrel's interview that that is the name of your current mascot. I wanted to let you know that I went to Neiman Marcus yesterday and my sister bought me an ORANGE blouse to wear on the big day to support your play and your team in general. It was on heinous sale. I am working with Russian lineage right now. It is especially with the HOUSE OF CHAMUEL. It is the angelic class of peace, love, freedom, and spiritual law. He was also the GENERAL of God's army and the heavenely choir director. Crossing that with nationality brings a pretty good personality map of an individual, both strengths and weaknesses. I believe that your true father was 100% Russian. All of the medium tunnel through of you three boys has made you look the same. You are emotionally becoming more Russian every day, as am I. I no longer want to be touched. I want to stay emotionally disconnected except for behind the scenes with ONE other of hierarchy. For me, to lead, it means one at a time. For all of you, it means my relationship with you in a way that you can have true privacy. I think David Letterman knew that Staubach was your father all along. Physical contact implicated with your mother that was not her normal prostitution. ALL of the creatures of these covens are prostitutes even today into old age. It is disgusting. Leave it behind and look into Peter C. in front of me at HCMC. Russian csar in crypt is he. He portalled in by mistake and was caught with no English on board. They put him next to me and he pulled through a Russian Jewish school to speak, but had no idea what he was saying. Normality is all they could see, Peter. He is burning a little hot now. Die down tokeep your crypt safe, Peter. Definite vampiric one. As I reverse in age there will be a stage in Russia where I am about 13 and I need to rest. He will be locked down with me for one year as I sleep. I will be covered with a sheer sheet. Once I begin to breath again, he will know that my rise is eminent. He will use the year to decorate his crypt with his true artistry. No one will ever have made any abode so dangerous and beautiful SIMULTANEOUSLY. DUNLOP, you are the one who is a burden, as Irish always are, and you keep putting it out there that it is me. Peter C. will take care of that for me. Russians are perfect because they WATCH, do not get involved, and take care of themselves. This is why they exterminate jews. They ruin their whole culture, essence, and thus SURVIVAL of Russians and Russian society.
The Way It Will Be in this MEDIUM
I started Bill O'Reilly's KILLING JESUS last night, and I quickly discovered a new ability. I think that it is basically the PhD of MEDIUM ability. As I read, I knew the person, in this lifetime, who was represented by these past life HEROS and VILLIANS. Sometimes it is a mixture. This time and space holds the strongest and most virulent strain of spiritual HIV. It is the piehole of demonic and the actions that are about to bring actual suffering to the planet. I have suffered the whole time, thus my suffering will end. This unpleasant, and even torturous sensation, will exist for all of you for the rest of eternity unless you evolve into a true angelic entity. I just call this group, my people or my tribe. This is not true ATONEMENT THEOLOGY. You all have gone after God and she will have her vengeance INFINITY when the cards are in their perfect SOLITAIRE order. I work to bring my ability to fore. The ship will house me, but will not be an arc. Even animals have to save themselves or opt out of existence.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Treating Sex Offenders
It is time for everyone to begin to MOVE. NCAA is in the air, and we need BUTLER to not present as telepathic sex offenders on me. You guys gave up your win. I now enroll Daniel "Walter", Chris (African American), and Daniel (Puerto Rican) to your Pharmacology degree program, FOR FREE, THIS year. They will clean up the obscene and mean on your campus. All three of these guys have served hard, LOCKDOWN time in State Penn. They received early release when I was in Muncie to work with me. We met at Starbucks one day and all completed my program. They cared for a newborn baby (NEVAEH) there publically, they consumed just a can of beer with no violence against me, they all had one sexual encounter with me and minded my boundary of no more, and Daniel (Jimmy John's Walter) even passed a three hour SEX OFFENDER lie detector, so illegal. They were all honest with me right away, and were always respectful of me and my feelings. They made sure that I got home okay. Maybe the problem was NEVER them in the first place, but the mockery of heinous molesty violent cops in Indiana. It's the truth. DEAL WITH IT. The scales have turned today, Sgt. Ricks.
CONTROLING the Line Deputy
Sick and twisted Delaware doctor tried "water boarding" his daughter, says an article. He is the best selling author of a book on near death experiences. It reminds me of the Mengala I grew up believing was my father. I do get irritated by these stories because these kids just want to be on tv with their dear old dads. Poor me, life is hard. Deal with it. You all never suffer anyway. I did, dealt with the reality, thus some I knew, some I suppressed and delt with later. I guess I would just see myself as dispassionate towards myself and these types of experiences. This whole, ONE heinous thing happened to me, gotta be booted out of a court of law. Maybe my Line Deputy in Marion County can work on that for me with his Harvard degree. I am beginning to spread my hidden and stolen Russian wings, and boy does it feel good. LD, if you go to the matt with me AGAIN, I WIILL win, and you won't be looking so flowery sweet. I will get really verbal, first, which mean, GET OUT OF MY VICINITY or I will take you down for resisting arrest. Only I know what that means with you, 6'4" burly bully man. You will always wear RED in penn, because you are the worst flight risk of all. I think that Justin Beiber now knows what his red jumpsuit really means. I'm sure the smile is gone. He CANNOT be bailed out. He got away, but the GOOD OLD MOUNTIES brought him back that day. Stay away from Winnepeg, Justin. LD stay away from me until you can be polite or you will be wearing a PINK, SKIN TIGHT jumpsuit and we will tell general pop that you are into BALLET. It ain't so good Mr. KKK when seen the Russian way.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Touching and Rubbing, Especially Publically, Is Not My Thing
World still spinning. Cat rubs all over my body. Medium in me, and is me. Ineffective does not rub off on me. Even Archie understands things now. It is an accord, at birth, to break our spirits and brains, actually. With all of the plans against "my team," I believe that the reveal will be so beautiful. Underdog doesn't even begin to describe us. Spiritual abilities are about to short circuit or go really screwy. Learn to relate in the material realm, or any malady or reality can come your way. EVERY DAY is for study.
I Am Here
Last night I had a horrific nightmare. There was a slew of cats who had been satanistically sacrificed in my sister's old neighborhood. They rubbed blood all over the houses, streets, and sidewalks. I was told of it and I was going through the neighborhood the next day, and I ran into the police. The energy was so satanistic that I was terrified and almost vomiting. The smell was horrendous. When I woke up it was hard to shake. Hey Mr. Man I will be alright. You do an interview and then review. You come through worker one and worker two. I caught about 3 minutes of your interview. It is okay to need, but learn to deal with deprivation appropriately. I like to say that this type of suffering gives "witchcraft points," and creates a new energy body that puts you up against everyone all by yourself. You then are amazingly resilient and confident about your ability to be self reliant, while still being loving to me, while appreciating what I have done for you and who I am (schedule wise).
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Hope is My Name
A blue light blinks before me as I see a black cat passing before a car. It flies over the hood and then runs away. It was not magical, it was trauma that day. Hawks abound and I am lost and found. I must put a get away order on the Buddha strain. You are all about to go insane, very publically, internationally. I feel a boa with a stronger spine forming next to me in bed at night. Food has glory, but always a story. Make beauty where you see golden light, actually. I want no apology. I order you to resist for yourselves and stop blaming me for being THE MESSAGE. YOUR vanity is delusional and seeking in the lands of grandeur that you do not deserve and will never obtain. My name is HOPE, and that is all I have to say.
The Russians Were Here
Russians in the harbor in Duluth, MN. I saw three ships come sailing in dah dah dah. Hibbing is now a past reference for royalty. Russians have now proved their loyalty. The whole "village settlement", was royal. I have an antique telephone book from there that my Great Aunt Jenn gave me before she passed away. There is a stenciled picture of my grandmother Ellen. She was the world's first actual operator that was not telepathy. Virulent strain was this community, even today, but now they are just in the heads of Swedes all over the globe. Apocolyptic warfare is a lot like the multilayered chess board in Star Wars. Thinking, seeing, being, and progressing, all simultaneously. Identify the agents of infection and then find the connection to disease on the planet starting with INSANITY that then feeds into sexuality. My field studies have been very dangerous, but I never went to that zone (Hibbing). I deal with what comes my way, and plan very little. I accept invitations and move through environments of duplicity with diplomacy. Enough expressed for today.
Muncie Mission
You can run, but you can't hide. It is all on film. Mr. Dunlop did it in the library with a pen remote viewing camera. People are getting a little uppity about his activity with me. It is no one funkin bee's wax. We had to be free to do war properly. Separate, but together on tv. He is in me and around me in Muncie. We saw the complete eclipse of the sun, daily. I moved with a "spiritual shock collar" on my body. I knew when the wind blew properly, I needed to apply to be all types of fundamental. I would matchmake with flowers from the community. They were so beautiful that year. What kind of hole were we lost in, Mr. D? It was much worse than purgatory for me. I found that even Mr. Wellstone was still alive and living in his hometown of Muncie. Fire began to ring and call. I would rest in a beautiful little bench at a fireman's corner park. That is where I met Tyler and I experienced one night of glory before it became diseased. He was a military MP who had done some time in Hamburg, Germany, and also was part of a huge coke bust at Hurricane Katrina. He had an authentic case of PTSD and he was seeing bags on the street as human extremities. He was so beautiful, and I did find him in the library reading my weblog. I think that it may have really helped him keep his sanity, without vanity, and not shoot himself in the head. Maybe you understand me more today, Tyler. I would love a return scene. Though I do not acknowledge it, you are very special to me, and you were the best sexual experience I have ever had. I do not think that you knew how amazing your energy was and is today. Take care. Love, Hope
Friday, January 24, 2014
Post Script
Baby baby, I am here to say that you are okay. They may lock you down on that day, but you can review the tapes afterward. Maybe Pey Pey will stop by with some flowers and chocolate for you that next week. Can't we be a love chain in every way? I work hard every day to cure your demon heart towards me. When will the moon eclipse the sun in alignment of Mars? We will make THAT your birthday and your sign will be COMPUTER. Indy is jumpin again and I do not want BEDBUGS to be your sensation. You would go absolutely crazed. I sent two emails, because I am your true Amnesty. I want you to be OUT and forever to be housed only by me. Loving boundaries, but cruel ignoring of you lockdown if you cross a line, monster man. If you mess with me, you could never see me again. Work on your repartee and we will be together one day.
Hot Blaze
I feel ill today, but I am at Caribou anyway. I also stopped by the library and turned in DVD's and picked up Bill O'Reilly's, Killing Jesus. I play with the memories of Indy that involve Mr. Dunlop. He even made FIRE sweet on me. His tunnel through all departments made it possible to prove my bedroom abilities to a top "charity case." This meant he was high and holy, but he just presented as a fireman from South Dakota, in town for the fire conference. I did not know that they were ALL competing for the opportunity. Final judgement was Chris and I at The Wild Beaver. After that night everything fell apart, but it was fun while it lasted. The next morning I had 3 plastic fire hats beside my bed. I guess I was hot enough to not know anything at all, and to not believe that I was pretty or special in any way. Oh well, I will be ready for the opposite when it comes, but, for now, I deal with those feelings and the constant deceit that I am nobody, nothing, and I am not attractive in any way. The fire trucks just roared by Caribou to a blaze. What timing. My method of "low self esteem" is brilliant. It keeps me distracted and very private about my sexuality. I am able to know the truths, but feeling the reality is different. I just walk away from the bar colony in Hennepin County. No more karaoke for me. People are brutal and cruel and get away with it infinity towards me. My self control at facing this brutality has been paramount, but the lies continue. Well when the witchery rolls their way, they will have no control of ANYTHING and ANYONE in their environment. Lying to the community and themselves leaves them with a swiss cheese memory. I leave it for Chris to play with today. I think NOW he understands that I have been alone the whole time.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Officer Hear Me
I have gotten some things done today. I hate laundry and I did two mammoth loads. I did the dishes and ran to the store in massive cold. I will stay in the rest of the night. I must deal with the trippy that goes along with my defenses coming down a bit. I had a massive nightmare last night around 3:20 am (Central time). I wish I had some insight, but I feel disconnected. I observe and see very little. Maybe someone out there is thinking of me, maybe not. I saw the Osage County movie last night. It was so intense. Overall, my sister and I liked it. I will see her again on Sunday. I want to see the ProBowl, so I will see if I can work that out. I feel like I am finding a space that I understand the simple dysfunction of my family from childhood, actually. I have a hearing difficulty, and I lose consciousness if there is rage and yelling in vicinity of the home. I have only been beginning to discover that functioning in the past year. I believe that my siblings had a very different experience of my parental relationships, actually. I wish to just stay far away from the place of knowing it all. I don't want to feel anymore about the past. I am about hoping for the future and keeping my dreams active and my sense of humor strong. I can then work and believe in people who have lied and worse all along. Maybe there is a new insight on my case. It was opened in Carmel, IN, by the top cop in the nation and world. His name is Officer Christopher Dunlop. He comes through all of you, actually, and records EVERYTHING. He is firm in the demonics of the world, and I only contacted him one month after my case was opened. He opened a special voicemail for me, and that is how I kept in touch. He came through, from one viewpoint, as a protective father, and I will not discuss the other aspects. It was something I needed to understand that I had preciousness, actually, in me as an entity and me as a child. Keep your faith, and this holy father (he's an Episcipol battle field priest and THE black operative besides me) may visit you in a dream, or even in person as his vampiric, Irish form. I leave you there, Chris, to jump outside these boxes and become the HERO you are supposed to be.
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Prince Harry, NEVER Marry. These TERRORISTS will Tunnel Through.
Swedes are the chink in the Russian Royal chain. I believe that under Nicholas II, his wife and her sisters were actually Swedish and Rasbutin was 100% German Jew transported to St. Petersburg as a child. As I watched Tanker Tango, there was a female fish queen, dynamite fishing in the Mediteranian. I picked up that SHE was Swedish in this Russian script. These woman BACK (with severe tunnel through) the black widows of Russia. It is time to run the passports of Swedish women, especially with male names who are IN Russia, seeking asylum there, or have applied for Visas. These women are vicious and cruel. They make Stalin look like a pussy cat (He killed 50 million of his own people fairly quietly.). Borders need to be locked down around Sweden at this time. Look for Swedes, especially who have worked for, volunteered for, or asked for support from Amnesty International, who are height and weight equivalent to these KNOWN "widows". Though I have survived very public torture, NO ONE has delivered Amnesty to me, but I went to contact Harry to say that he was head of tree that day. He is not Swede, he is Irish. Watch for Jimmer King's (my cousin) former SWEDISH WIFE. She lived with him, and married him there, (as a marriage of convenience-was quoted by my family) and she headed Amnesty International at the time. Harry will never listen to that Crack W**** ever again.
Russian Royals On Alert
My sister, Anne, and I are about to go see, "August: Osage County." We have had a pleasurable visit. My mother and I picked her up from the Hubert H. Humphrey terminal (Bloomington). She had come from Tuscon (Phoenix) and had a rapid connection in Denver where they called her name over the loud speaker. I am fairly tired, but I will continue to push forward. Many things are in the atmosphere when I visit here. It is "many irons in the fire," as it were. I am trying to flush my home out a bit. Things there feel energetically very toxic. I have left everyone out of the loop in that vicinity, but spoke about the other night to my mother and sister when we were eating at The Good Earth, Galleria. We then spoke a little about Russian terrorist politics surrounding the Winter Olympics. I still support Putin's ways of handling things. Enough said. Telepathic ("remote") destructive abilities run in families and in lines of royalty. They must have been in vicinity (Swedes), and I am issuing my edict of peace, or for Russia to level any playing field that does arise, even internationally.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Somali Community
I have been having dreams with Somali's in them as main characters. The association is positive, and my nightmares are starting to cease. I speak no Somali,but I can identify if a person is speaking it. It sounds weird, but that is actually a diplomacy liguistic gift. It, again, offers privacy to a community when I am in vicinity. I believe that you are all rising. The signs are becoming stronger. This community, especially, needs to understand how, common day, cold blooded killer you ALL are. By holding it back, or only expressing it in your own vicninity, interactions with people here in Minneapolis are going to be increasingly powerful. NEVER let Keith Ellifson speak for you. He is racist, MUSLIM, and evil. He will play you all like a violin if you let him. He doesn't have the cahones to meet me, actually. Maybe he just didn't show up that day. I think that he was drunk and wasted on CRACK the day they held the SOBRIETY conference. He sent an African American female staffer instead. Move away when he is in vicinity. Start to socially isolate he and his whole staff and family. Former Indianapolis Sheriff Frank Anderson's family will help. They were black, but also KKK.
Inside of Me
The egrets sway and play in my memory. I live quietly in a cave of memory and sensitivity. I disrupt not, I hand a wave to those who want to play in law and order. The silence I see inside of me is a duct taped existance actually. The swaying oak is not a parody, it is actuallity and there is no hallucination for yee. Finding the path happens individually, but community can lead. I try to vex you with positivity, and rest in anonymity. Being part of an act, I must know how to react. My feelings are tunnelled through a glass jar that is not labelled Kerr. I make no jam, as my grandmother did, because raspberries are too brilliant fresh and in my hand. There are plans that I cannot see, but soon I will feel the effects of loyalty. I will not have to boundary even royalty. Professionals will begin to raise the sword and see the four horseman around me. Love, hopegod3 (Jenny Jenny)
I Am Here, For Now
Will Vanbank is the flu in all of you. You stay away and stick to telepathy and calls for me to write to yee. It is time for you all to be brave and make me no longer a slave. It gets worse every day. My isolation is brave for all community, but it does not feel like it actually. I have little to say today. I am excited for my sister to come from Tuscon, AZ, tomorrow. I will be ready and waiting. I was correct when I believed that it was Somali's who killed the 3 people in Hudson, WI, this week. This is why people were afraide to talk. Enough said.
Peyton is THE MAN
Pey pey, maybe you came my way. You are trinity, legally, for me at this point in infinity. Find yourself, and you will find my door easily. It is okay to be "scared" or intimidated by "intimacy." I just start with a first name and go from there. A friendly hand shake to say that I have boundaries with everybody is also common as well. I speak about common subjects and leave no one to admit anything big "publically." It is just time for me to leave my mind and contact the stars in the sky. There are many things I cannot see because I wish almighties ultimate privacy. Tonight I stay in as the weather has its play. Mother, father, brother husband is you today. I feel fraternal support. I am so excited for your big day. Until then, the rats will play. Know that I am okay, and I dedicate myself to my writing everyday.
Monday, January 20, 2014
Muncie Code Expression Day
Calling all celebrities, it is through. Muncie is now in play in a positive way. None of the realities of film and tv are real. Your "work" is imagery and seldom do you look the same even on COPS tv. Well Muncie PD did it all by themselves after me. "Armed and Famous" was a midnight moment for me. Trains acting as air raid sirens was the nth degree of that vicinity. DUNLOP WAS calling for me to get out of the bldg (YWCA). It was a simple play (his IRA), but that place wouldn't be there today if I slept through and even put on tying shoes. Vivica Fox and the whole cast were Muncie born "actors." Creepy and nasty L.A.'s got in because of you and your apoxy lips, hair, and eyes (about 503). Ick, who drew the lines anyway? Christopher Walkin is the man with that plan. Zombie hair and eyes of late, but ALWAYS full of hate. Everyone pull in their draw bridges (as my mother used to say) Gweneth and Ms. Hudson, and account for who and what you are and what you have done to me actually. Enough to say about ENOUGH SAID!
Gillespie and Me For Eternity
The "article of clothing" that I am missing is CHI. That is because I am top of tree. I deal with severe illness and injury by pulling in, and also reporting it to someone outside of me. They fear losing me, thus they surrender my vicinity so that I can just be and heal properly. Attacks have been severe, reporting them was worse. Emergency room torture started at the age of 18. Before that, my father determined, with his medical degree, to let me die, if necessary, to not be defamed by having someone else save my life in an ER. The wicked is infinity, and everyone has backed his degree, or disappeared with their stated questions and feelings. Of course Minneapolis Police Department was complicit the whole time. Well their error is not mine, but I can testify at any time. I have plenty of names and faces in my brain and I pull in Sgt. Gillespie from Indianapolis Metropolital Police Department to be top Internal Affairs here. He went crazy there before and after meeting me. He was top I.A. in the nation. He couldn't believe that a man and department could be so dirty and a simple being like me so clean and well memoried. There was an adoption there, because he did care. My "alternative" police identity is Sgt. Jennifer Gillespie, and, at this point, he will come in and protect me. He now holds the keys and even Benjamin Franklin and his kite can not take them away tonight.
"Special" Treatment
I sit here silent as nothing is made new. My energetic system is blocked and much negativity is coming my way. Find yourselves and stay away from me. I don't want to be touched, but you white women won't quit. You are predators to the nth degree, and none of you serve time in pennetentiary. Lynn, you are busted, though no one disgussed it. The USMC detective is military MP, and top sex crimes detective of all nation. The sexual violation web you have been building around me is about to choke you instead. You have no head injury, you are just a sexual offender on me. You are from TIBET, and are part of the Dalai Lama's crew. It's not a good thing to be. You are OLD, ugly, offensive, and totally psychopathic. No one will EVER listen to you again. LING is in the his-souse.
Sunday, January 19, 2014
Brady, Pro Bowl Next Week
Hey Brady, you didn't get shady, but boy you took out their defenses in a crowd. Now we know your ability and can be proud. I speak quick and sure. I couldn't NOT root for you a bit and send encouraging telepathy. I just really like the guy you are. Stay that way and things will proceed swimmingly. No schitzo show for you. You wear the number one two. Together that makes three. If the schitzo thoughts permeate your guard, just say (telepathically) "The Star Spangled Banner," and you will be okay. Do not start over if you get lost, just CONCENTRATE and you will relate to people perfectly no matter what you say or hear that day. There is a TANKER TANGO code evolving in my computer as I speak.
Eli Was Your Eagle Eye Protecting Your Places of PRIVACY
Congratulations Peyton. Eli made it to your game. He was in the box with your father, Archie. Maybe it reminds me of my life a little bit in small ways. It was exhauting, at points, watching, but I never questioned that you would be the extreme victor. Raise your glass, and celebrate with a little Stella and Don. I support your victory celebration. I now have the Seahawks game on. I will go to a remote location to watch the game, and it may sound funny, but to have some privacy. I spoke to the police last night with the support of the hierarchy here about a woman who grabs everyone here and in the vicinity. She literally RUNS after me to grab me. She has grabbed my left b***** three times. She is going to be moved out in three weeks. The police took a report, but did the usual nothing. At least things maintained here and I was able to watch your game. The officer gave me his card with badge number. I took it, put it in my purse, but there is no reason to give him play. There will be people who defend my rights one day, ESPECIALLY against these people who have "traumatic head injury." Oh, they just can't help it, they say. Well when she has been boundaried by police TWICE she has left me alone until I verbalized that fact. SUPREME tunnel through on me, so that it does not go to yee. Just think if this sort of play, guys grabbing your cock on field, is allowed without penalty on or off the field, because they all just have brain injury. I have your back and front and I believe that my rage is expressed elsewhere because I should have cold cocked her the FIRST time. Be well. Love, Hope
Peyton Play
Rush, pass, win. It will be if you believe. It is complex simple behind the scenes. I am here to make it clear that FOOTBALL is important to me. Energy up, mile high. I listen to the game in the background as I tap the keys. I feel just find, defined by the greatness of others. My greatness is still yet to be. Maybe today, my anonymity will be shattered in the league.
Friday, January 17, 2014
War Manners 101
There are things we need to not see. If something is odd or disturbing, it is best to NOT investigate if you want to keep your MISS MANNERS advice poppin'. Use telepathy to defend against hateful attacks before they become VERBAL, and then violent and too self disclosing. If someone shoots you a, "You are a nasty W****!" You send the THOUGHT, "I guess you are a nasty W****!" Then DISINGAGE. We can maintain our p's and q's and relate peacefully and directly correct in the diverse community that now exists with ritualism across the board except for me. I study and naturally repeat things that enter my neurological system with disease. Of late, I have dealt with so much hate, that my arms (primarily) have been jerking again for seemingly "no reason." Just maintain your verbal and physical boundaries and establish places you go DAILY where they know you, what you can do, and can answer your specific sensitivities. If you notice them flinching, either defend them telepathically against threat, or irritability, or leave the vicinity immediately. That is WAR MANNERS 101, so Japanese.
Programming A History that Never Could Be: Ritualism and Society
I am locked into a corner here at Caribou. It is energetic, not imposed. It gives me the view of all of it. I stay silent and just breathe. It am like a Galapagos Island Iguana between swims. What is there, and what is not? I am growing tired of the Hilton of realms that I must contact in just one day or hour. I have never really had much intellectual stimulation my whole life. If I found it in a class, I LOVED going there. Names and dates can slip a bit, but the understanding is surely there. Now I know that the reality presented was so skewed that I never should have had release. Questioning became the day to day the last decade, while having to be so polite to complete predators. Act against me, at this point, and see what the meaning to your actual sentence is. Do you know how few words it takes to lose you your job, your business, a loss to a lawsuit, or an out and out arrest and/ or commitment? Oh well, my life is hell, but I will just concentrate on Sunday when The Broncos face The Patriots. QB stimulation can be ecstacy.
Zero fault leve les mains!
What it takes one day to cross a river that is Japanese. Yangtze is yellow in CHINESE and in KOREAN. River is a different entity. Je m'appelle l'HOPE. No more, it is espiere. I am here, but Russian has my babushka fitting snug today. The winds whip by as I obtain 4 Russian and 1 French movie from the library. The tower of babel could be built and topple again at any time. Language is a BOUNDARY and privacy in public, not a barrier. My thoughts harden around my Vietnamese meal today. Maybe it was the corner in which we were placed. The royalties of past Vietnam were NORTH Vietnamese and are still high and holy in their heads, regardless of economy. My N. Vietnamese "friend" took French with me and he learned GRAMMAR, actually. That never made it to the people of Vietnam. Dien Bien Phu was a huge Fou toi to the people of France who were not overtaking their nation, but bringing CULTURE to the intellectually starving. They exist in THIS country with ease because Mademouselle France was there then. School is possible, but not for the Hmong. No written language meant no memory. They could not read properly, thus no calculation or computation. It is white, female tunnel through that creates the success in that community. Arrete before you are all, very visably, mentally retarded on top of the schitzo that is Vietnamese. Look around and see. Do not trust me. Je parle francais un peu.
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Heavy Lifting Messaih
Johnny Cash, "HURT," Jesus is about to rise. Some will see an analogy, and some will just see that he is with me. I protect this alien subject and I make him a BABY OF THE NAVY, today. Baby, I've got your case. We make it JAG and try you at The Hague. People will see the simplicity of you to even walk in there with me and to begin, spontaneously, speaking GERMAN. No more heavy lifting. It is time for others to lift for you. When I came to you in Indy, you proved that, YOU ALONE, could carry that cross back in the day. Eyes of blue means I am always above you. Don't go all Gethsemane on me. Preach to people who hate me only, reguardless of their religion and/ or party affiliation. Brilliant is he, and mighty in the rage that rams you if you get to close. NEVER is this man too verbose.
Aboriginie
Midnight Oil, "Beds Are Burning," is Austrailian prophecy. The spirit of Aboriginie is seeing hierarchy as beings from space. It is time to give the earth back to us. It is a beautiful way to say we fight for you today. I just happened upon it today on YOUTUBE randomly. Listen to the song, and watch the video. The lead singer is HEAD ABORIGINIE, and all people in that video are his true tribe. It is beautiful, made even more so by the intuition of mine that he is deaf. He felt the beat through his earthy feet.
Be Mine
Be in me and we shall dine in the mountains tonight. Fight and be right to complete your divinity. See as you see and push away the losses and gains of all history. Beautiful memory, you are defined by your veracity. I run to the sun and the moon answers me. I am challenged by this miscommunicate. Love beneath my feet, and arms wide open to the sky. I lie down low and see that a deep slumber can overtake me. Be mine, and we do not have to speak of a Valentine. Complete complexidity is the road we hoe, and daliances are the dramady that forms all comedy. Perception is perplex, and all Junebugs are our meters of everything.
Austrailian Open
It is not a good idea to put false intel out there about me at this point. The realities are too many and too strong. Crazy will be all you will be if you choose that affinity. I work quietly and quickly, even in the night when others are asleep. Pull out your vicious, fetid claws my way and I will get out of the way and let you prove your own stupidity to all in your vicinity. Maybe I finally tell you the truth so that you have no excuse. I don't want to have to explain anymore, but it will continue to be a necessity as I exist in a system of bloody rabbits as I see. All these PAGANS all over me. Ritualism is 100% way to end up retarded in a day. I warn, I do not threaten. There is no need. The earth is barely spinning because of your greed against me and only me. The yellow fire ball will burn bright until it explodes in your eyes tonight.
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Life Judge Line Deputy-The Sinking of JAPAN Into the Seas
Mr. Chapman, you are my only hope, you are my only hope. Being Princess Hope is not easy for me when you deal, DAILY with the lucky charms of royalty. They will all have to work it out in France. Gutter trash there can be king. These paupers are perfect deceit. I am a true solar system authority on all disease. LEAH was a freak. Poor me every day. Anything she did was supposed to be such a big deal. Well I lifted my ex-wing fighter out of the swamp very early. I forgot it, too, so I could socialize and not see you all as retarded crew. It gives me room for my creativity and the permission and deceit (simaltaniously) to study schitzophrenia, actually. It is a dangerous disease (to all society-lies are absolutely believed), and not that there is a generalized perfection for me with this community there can now be RESPONSIBILITY. It is GRAND PLAN that is beneath. Everyone determined their circumstances, sexuality, minority, and disability. They are perfectly sound when they talk to me. It is time to take out the huge mechanical enemies that are government and make them all individual entities. They are guilt and greed. THEY will stand before my KING, the LINE DEPUTY of Marion County. I took him on all by myself and established that he is a HARVARD LAW attorney. His undergrad degree is established as CRIMINOLOGY from IUPUI (Indianapolis University, Purdue University, Indianpolis/ merger). He is a hometown boy with home needs for an absolute law and law enforcement GENIUS. Maybe Heron Art School is next (Indianpolis).
Amal Speaks
There is so little that I have to share today. There is a quickening and sliding in my dreams. I feel that Somali nation is activating behind the lies of their existence. I tell them that they can do better. A new nation rise, recording and film industry and rich Arab private vacation spots in their own nation. Things have not proved to be so great here. Their beaches are some of the best in the world. PIRATES can form MILITIAS (perfectly internationally legal), to protect their waters and these magestic spaces. They will have to clear their space after we start a ground zero project for them. WORKING TOGETHER is king. I am one of the only outsiders who has seen the holy feeding of a SCRIBE, his name was Barre, with 100% Somali food and rice and ONLY touched by the washed hands of their most holy ladies. These conditions must stay. Holiness is an INTERNAL, not an external. Knowing a silent nation is impossible if they never speak to outside authority. Now THAT is power. THIS little allah took on that scribe with a simple telekinesis handshake. He looked in my eyes as he submitted and yelled, "ALLAH". It was precious, holy, and dangerous, but I guess they have given way and appointed me head of Somali Nation gangs today. I constantly work on projects to send their way. My assignment is MERGER. No more fighting within. Work behind new Somali city counsel member to place high and holies at the top of these towers, only surrounded by hierarchy. Prayers can then be there (no need to go into the frigid weather), and it will become the first moseque not set on a ground level. Just know that I have only bought ONE prayer rug (brown). I was untrained, thus my cat took it over. She still lives (with my mother who, at this time teaches Somali ladies ENGLISH), the cat's name is TRIUMPH (FRENCH PRONUNCIATION) I bought this rug in the Twin Cities, on Franklin in MPLS (with compass combined). I use towels now to honor allah and community when need be, because I believe in hierarchy and FRATERNITY.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Indiana Man
An overwhelming dollup of energy leaves a shaken past bearing itself more and more every day. This is not therapy. It goes from self defense to national defense. Words spoken that can never be taken away. It hurts more every day. I just pull together and proceed, but HE records everything. Have fun with your emotional gun my way. There will be consequences, especially in this city. INDIANA MAN is a type that I find extremely sexy. Their brutal cruelty comes in like a tide and then their curiosity turns my way. I submit, in a kneeling way, as I rise to the heavens at the same time. Diety machine is around and in me. This will not quit. I find yee friendly, but weary. I am here for you when the call to arms comes through your lines. I will accept the bayonet in my solar plexus and you will know that you are KING. I bring you a bit of everything. Tonight I just lie in silence and pray an end to the violence. You can send it another way and with you I will stay.
BOOMERANG
Brother, I will not betray. The closest thing will be for me to walk away if you hurt me. I am always here for you to call about anything you want to talk about, even if it is as simple as anesthesia not working properly on your clients. It's tunnel through. Too many souls in one body yearning to be. The answer is 8 oz. of WATER. Just take it from the sink and say that it increases immunity. Everyone is going psycho about their psycho. What a spiral and conundrum simultaneously for oral surgery. I must say that I am sending a man your way, telepathically, to RECORD your "final days" to be seen in this plane. He is not there for free oral surgery. Like me, you have spent too much time "on screen", in a world where everyone lies about our identities. You are about to develop breast cancer. It is so toxic, even worse than radioactive. LIES are radioactive energy, reversal of reality is worse. No take backs, crime is crime. Well I call it back my way today. My large body can take more of it. Keep your weight and your family too. Keep your schedules and be complete. No one will know when you are in vicinity. The boomerang is me, and I have just drawn the fire to end ALL anniversary.
Gepeto and Me
Master tinkerer, I now make you a Gepeto. Your shop will be your office and your patients will be your Pinochios. Give them thoughts in their heads when they are under anesthesia, and see if it changes their personalities and outlooks. You are a man of stature and substance, and you perform enough to be my real boy. I sit with you quietly, blackened hair and teeth with a demonic giggle as you work. Strong, get along is you and me on Waikiki. The only separation is if you forget, then I am gone for eternity. Catch you in another plane. They are ALL so insane.
Monday, January 13, 2014
Year of the Horse, PEYTON
Mr. Christie, it will get better. The Super Bowl is coming your way and you will get to meet Mr. Manning or Mr. Brady on that day. How exciting? I have never met either, though I root for both. Ultimately, I want The Broncos to win. I have kept an extra special eye on Peyton Manning this year. What ends with a fist is THEM. I use words to show that there is no diplomacy in the U.S. of A. around me. There is no logic and no justice. The future for all of you, especially in government is not pretty. Mr. Christie has his own beat and does not want to lose the Super Bowl at Metlife Stadium. We will have NO venue changes in this year of the HORSE. Sorry TOMMY, I think that that favors Peyton. I am year of the dog and I am loyalty to the nth degree, but true trash talking is me in a space of hilarity. It's okay to lose if you had a really good time doing it. Let us say MIND PLAY, not just physicality will be the only brutality on that day. The true super bowl is THIS WEEK because YOU TWO are the best. They ALL root against you two and deceive. No more. I will be a PRAYER for both of yee to be true fair play that day. Love, Hope
Saturday, January 11, 2014
Eli I Am Calling
Eli, back away. It is not your day. Prepare the stadium, and review how you bartended around me. You can get that gig at ANY place in NYC. If anyone answers, "I get that a lot," is the answer. Live on ONLY your tips for a year and know how rich INDIANA got around me. Those little piggies need a lesson in what is to be. Fear will emerge eventually. I need PROFESSIONALS around me here in The Twin Cities. Thus far, they hold firm. Start with COACHES, by CONSECO and then you will know what I was blocking from the RCA Dome down the street so that your brother could play without heinous, dehumanizing humiliation. We can RAM that bar if we need to, TONIGHT.
Restoring the Continuim
I sit here next to PHYSICS and I know that he is a foe. The reality of the day is nuclear and they get caught up in the stars. They are always too late to do any good. Just ask Russia. I build and turn and yearn in my bed at night to see a different reality to save us from the brutalities that are forming. People hear of the reality of reincarnation. It is my belief that the most dangerous being, my strongest foe, on the planet is my believed father. He was not, my grandfather was, thus he was a half brother. My grandfather came back from working with the Nazi's in Germany in WWII to father him in Virginia and then came back for the birth in Indiana at the County hospital there (which are always considered military because of their burn units and treatment of potential outbreak). It is now called Wishard Hospital. I believe that Thomas George Mayer was Dr. Joseph Mengala, testing the jews in death camps. My father was born and then Mengala disappeared ten days later. This put him in two galaxies at the same time. I believe that is how I was seized for endless torture here by all entity. I am like no one here. My father shattered the time space continuum and left us open to many heinous forms of disease, many sexual. Demons are always centered in the sexual abuse and humiliation of others. I now push him back. Dad, go to Germany if you want to, but no one wants you here any more. All your files were backed up by my memory. In vicinity, I pick up on your telepathy. Sorry LOSER.
Friday, January 10, 2014
Fire Destroys Disease In Frozen Conditions
So Mr. Peyton Manning, I believe that you were a letter writer in your past life for Abraham Lincoln. You had to judge the lines properly. You came through GENERALS and you wrote The Emancipation Proclamation and The Gettysburg Address. It is time to look at yourself differently, and consider joining me in a unity. When I get down to my proper weight and size (women's size 4), I will sire you properly. You will be the most powerful vampire against disease. We will then round you with me at the MAYO and past residency and top the tree as IMMUNOLOGY. The specialty doesn't really exist on the planet. You will know that if there is disease, we will just not go there, but you can study it's evolution, remotely. You will then see, through your connection, that it is all tied to The Line Deputy. We destroy what we cannot keep, and close off that realm. We then produce purity of hierarchy, actually ELIMINATING disease, rage, and slavery for our top beings. We will create new from there with Dunlop, you, LD, and Nickolia. I am not mother. I am baby to carry HISTORY, and you carry me, physically, through the fires of hell. Maybe you already did in Indy. The journey begins as we merge and purge. You will see true hierarchy and keep people away from me. Bang bang Maxwell's Silver Hammer all over again and again on Waikiki. LOVELY.
Dedicated to Descretion
I shared with Emily my thoughts of the day yesterday. I need to let her know before there comes a time where I cannot be understood properly due to brain damage and schitzophrenia in my vicinity. People need to work and extricate themselves from relationships that judge them as lower and somehow "crazy." Those "judges" are the craziest people of all. It may start as jovial and sweet like, " Giiiirl, you so CRA-ZY!" into commitment chains and domains that have never been real and legal. I have worked at the ropes to give you all enough room for you to get away before you will never see your own face in the mirror again. I study AND FIGHT from within (it was always the plan militarily, plain family, plain schooling, plain activities, plain honors), and that shows a PhD path through the suffering, violence, and dehumanization. Demonics have no imaginations, thus the play is always the same. Use the family first, the community second. Go at anyone with artistry or notoriety that is sexy in any way. Boring societies are demonics to infinity degree, and even in their advanced age, they think that you all want them sexually, especially twenty something men who are gifted and good looking. I focus them on bartenders, thus Hollywood can tunnel through and see what they need to to get themselves away. The poor decisions right around me will be quickly lapped up by the pitbulls of gangs, and mentally retarded individuals will go after PhD's. I have faith. Here is my song. I hope to live my whole life long.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Jenny Who Can I Turn To
If you lose, they do abuse. It is okay to be SPARTACUS, all alone in your deceit. I recognize the sadness in your eyes, but it is time to WORK and not paralyze the economy. It is the only way for people to pay for elite methods of "closure" without censorship in Russia. I am here for you if you want to play, but let's not make things too heavy today. I must work with all things straight and gay which makes me the parochial school teacher that everyone despises. Well I see love in the eyes of my pink stuffed bunny, and we lie there and think of those things that are funny unlike Donny Darco. Be well, and a serpant of hell when you need to be, but promote your own fiscal bravery to have no sexual slavery excuses. No one wants to hear about abuses. We are ready, and I took one out in my sleep last night. The Hell's Angel's chain he hooked up for me in Muncie was unstoppable except by me. Well now it is for all of you to face. One head case is a lot to manage. How about a whole city or state, or ANYONE who ever heard or had your name? 867-5309.
Maybe a Russian Blogger Can See
Charlie from Coaches (bartender) in Indianapolis, IN, it is Hope. It was not easy for you to be at a NASCAR bar that close to CONSECO downtown. An affair with Jeff Gordon didn't help either. Getting your soul stuck for a year in a rounded CIA, penthouse poodle poopy pooch who was thrown from the 2nd to the top floor of the Conrad with no damage didn't help either. I contact you in this way. I haven't seen you in a great while. To just put the record on the page, you never came home with me, and I never with you. I think I found a missing piece, "sweetie", just keep your shirt down for me. I believe that Chris Pine of The Enterprise is your actual brother. I contact the solar system through the web. You can do the rest with all of the power and authority you have in Indy, and he can work with with the FBI to find you from NYC. Splitting FRATERNAL Twins like you two was illegal back in the day. They thought that you were identical. Born here at ABBOTT NORTHWESTERN here in MPLS just for stage credibility (your mother was a prostitute for The Old Log Theater community led by my father's associate Garrison Keiler), brought to WISHARD in Indy. How are we to know ourselves anyway? Enough said.
Past Life Regression into Future Suppression
I know so little to say today. I have been so sick in every way. I think it was a case of birdy swine flu. No I mean it. I did recover in four days. I think that that was impressive. Today I had a dream with the new James T. Kirk actor in it. We had a slow and fluid physical style together that always left me healthy. I believe that this "actor" lives on the street in NYC. It is time for you to get an apartment with no heat at The Colonial in Indianapolis. We need to keep that building standing and yours as well. In Indy, no one knows anyone of notoriety. They might all be counted as Brooklyn jew. The Twin Cities is more like Boston jigilo scene. So influenced by my *******, ****. Cops all tunnel through to f*** with you. I can't ever be in your vicinity, but you can have a hierarchy in your head to guide your galaxy that you create. Today I awoke saying, "God is my infinity soul in me." Do the math. You can afford to live downtown there and never be in a shelter again. Problems with rent, just deal with BILL the maintenance man. Love, Hope
Friday, January 3, 2014
Boxing a New Way
I guess that UFC match did happen in Muncie with 12 women there, but I was asleep, thus no memory, and no conscious victory. They brought me into the ring days later. It was in the back of a bail bondsman office adjacent to the police station, and just showed me the ring. I thought it was cool, but it didn't relate to me. Death is always a part of losing these matches. It is part of my intuition that I won against the crookedest female cops in history. I never mean to harm, but rage cannot be contained when the sky is falling that day. Mr. Tyson, you are in vicinity. You need to stay away or your fighters will pay. It is not me, but I will not show you my cards either. I want to remain non parapalegic for another day. The Line Deputy will ultimately handle all of you in the ring. Nasty sexuality towards me every day. He prepares in silence and clenses his inner violence. If I can take it, can't all of you? I think I was his KNOCKOUT all along. Hug hug, kiss kiss. Hope
Tom Hardy
Tom Hardy from Warriors, I see a lot in yee. You are cobra telekinesis tree. Trained as KICKBOXER since the age of three, you don't like people to talk about or touch yee. I can protect and be correct. Descisions are yours and I think that you may see a new event horizon. It is okay to back away. I just work step by step every day. On the page and off, I am a head scoff. I recognized your face when I watched WARRIOR last night. It will be a fight. In my dojo, there will be no back away. You will ride a bull, actually, and see the world differently. Enough said.
A Queen for Every Nation
No gay bashing tonight. Maybe we just question your manly nature. I guess you can't just hold me in a box for years without fears. Drag queens are a nation without sensation. Violence is their motif, and I call on the power of Allah to make this fight fair. Can't we just make fun of my hair and leave it at that? I am not a vet. I am active service marine since 1977. I will protect and respect, but can you all do the same? This is a lot like CASABLANCA in WWII. My grandfather DID count on you. When he got back from Germany, I kept him and his vampiric ass in a chamber in my closet and he did start cross dressing like Hitler. Oh Hitly, dear Hitly, he doth loved you all so. Humiliation and permeation intel publically was what he could see in yee. Be free to be your proximaty and know that I do love yee. I almost cried when I called you today. I will sit at your bar and speak of the homophobes in industry, not realy. You can figure it out from my brain. They are all insane, and NO ONE of drag queen nation was ever "dragged" to a death camp. Cha ching. Secret secret secret security.
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Pathologically Correct
Reggie, you have your ring. Do not be a little piggy. Stay in Indy and obtain some sanity. I wish for Peyton and Tom to play in an open field of wheat and grain. Peace and solid structures all around like a special, special forces military course in their brains. It is opposite. The PATRIOT is Peyton. The Horsie shoe maker (Blacksmith for Broncos) is Brady. We will merge ideas and ideals to find a truth about supremacy. I will sit back and root for Peyton, while I admire Brady's consistent throwing arm. We will make a land deal and say that ALL teams are up for grabs after 2016. I pick horsie #2, The Broncos of Mile High glory. I will have a space just for me that no one can see. I need my privacy to "root" properly. I will no longer be a puppet for all parties. I will no longer be forced to be PC (Politically Correct) in any, but especially in PRO FOOTBALL STADIUMS. There is a technique that I hold within. All of you, full of sin, need to VERBALIZE CONSCIOUSLY, before it comes out of your mouth on live TV. I call it spiritual torrets and it is now DOCUMENTED in the DSM four. I guess it is just an OPEN DOOR. Merry Christmas, love, HOPE
Penn Games
The cold really sets in the bone. Last night I watched HUNGER GAMES. It is a very stressful movie to view. Never will this be a reality. Always pennetentiary for youths with infinite ability. Their words are lies, and they are always seen as the innocent victims. They will judged each other in a closed in space. They will be locked down by my primary vampiric master, and their will be no guards to be seduced and turned. It will get more schitzo around the food trays every day. The wasting of food, in penn, is a crime. They will all betray this loyalty until their is no food delivered at all. Their minds will still concentrate on this consumption, but their abilities will make them bulging fat, not thin. Let's look at the REAL holocaust films from WWII. Use what you wish. Learn what you can. Again and again you will fail. We will not judge. That is left to your sick and twisted minds.
Hate Me if You Want To, It Is Every Day
I just lost an i.d. that has my social security number on it and it gives me cheaper bus fare. I have been doing so great with my bus card. This loss hurts. I know a mystical delivery when it happens. This one has LATINO all over it. Oh well, no more aid to foreign countries, Barak. Biden has had it. You STINK, literally. This is not good for the congress of the U.S. of A and he and his family. We have no money to begin with and you think that you are going to pay Nicaragua for this one. It is just the beginning for your scheme. Dons in NYC have had it. They actually DO prepare and pay their taxes, personally. Barak, what is 2+2 today? Stock market will no longer let you on their floor. I guess you are being considered for foreign and domestic treason and terrorism. You have no idea how high treason you are in HIS head today. It does not matter who HE is, as long as it is a white male of authority. You have proved that your community cannot work together, and cannot get themselves out of poverty with infinite amounts of ability. Your rap is crap, and your mentia is demented. Well Social Security is definite federal funding project I continue to keep the financials of federals stable. No pay for democrats ever again, and no pay until a budget is worked out all around. Stern frostbite victor.
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