Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Bradley I Wish Success for YOU Badly
I am picking up Sheriff high and holy from Hennepin County. Long time no see. I hope you are working hard for TEAM FOOTBALL. Do not give even a spot of energy to The Vikings. They will then just force more injuries for themselves and then you. Let's concentrate on The Giants this year. You are so pretty and dear. I will SEE you when I am allowed to do so. Stop by The IDS (especially Starbucks) any time. See the levels of security around me and you will know that your baby is working perfectly in corporate office structure and snack shop. Snack shop on base level is a new PORTAL opportunity for YOU only to the snack shop in the base of the City/ County Bldg. in Indianapolis, IN. I protect financial community on the Starbuck's level as well. MY bank is next door. The SECRET afloat today is First Merchant's Bank centered in Muncie, IN. It is a center for arms dealers and department of defense heads (example story on The Black List last night). Officer Christopher Dunlop kept using his mystical ability to steal my wallet and check card. I got about 6 of them replaced immediately, FOR FREE, and then they would appear again. I moved out of Muncie and then banked at their branch in Carmel, IN. Bradley Roeder, a huge Gestapo arms dealer I met with his family, when I was UC covering a Nazi (in mind) doctor and system at Community Hospital North. I was his confident and chief. He offered to get me the top attorney in the grand land, but I handled it all by myself winning the case and impressing the entire legal community of Indy. After 3 weeks of solid torture I appeared in a court room in Bradley's wife's clothes and an anorexic woman's makeup and spoke of my university and life very articulately. No medication, by law, was in my system. Soon this will all shine through. Bradley, do what you can do to free this little SAPLING from their RAGE, deceit, and torment. The halls SHOOK the night you let it all out. I give you the lead position at First Merchant's in Muncie. Get one of Dick Cheney's apartments there. Go stay there once a week and sit at the corner desk at the bank where the big business is done (right in front of everyone). Your relationship will then equalize with your wife and she can start working as a TELLER (underneath to see their sleeze. She will LOVE it.) at The Carmel branch. STAY AWAY from Jeremy Dye. He is head of the Delaware County Sherrif's Union and came through you in the hospital due to First Merchant's Authority. Get a corporate STAY AWAY today. I went to Muncie, IN, right after my trial finished. I WAS physical with Jeremy one night. He drove home DRUNK that night. He lived with an African American other Sheriff's Officer. I just give you the skinny so that you and your family can succeed. Stop ALL contact with Turner's family (Stutz Bldg owner Jewish notoriety). Gestapo Joe owns ESG in that same bldg.
Safety in the Number 3
I had a dream with The Manning brothers in it last night. It was the two of them meeting me separately, but trying to figure out an equation of empathy and safety. Life is so diseased, and these entities are different from how they seem. When fear becomes a reality, it can be scary to have people discover the reality. I just sit quietly, and say, "You are exactly as you need to be, separately, and as a fused entity." Eli you know what brings you sanity and Peyton's vanity can make you feel safe because it is funny. He has a quality like me where he does not know who he's bouncing off of and offending in vicinity. If he knew, he would be terrified the whole time on sideline. You both get to be your own awesome. I just worked out an equation and there is a corporate stay away for today. I do not need to be TOLD to pick up hostility in vicinity. Many men pose as "romantic leads", but are also constant judges of my work and my ability. We can work it out, and be free of their hypocrisy.
Monday, September 29, 2014
Splitting the Telepathic Mind
So I am now understanding that Federalis tend to be a crew of guys, at most, standing 5'8". It brings them through "beach boys" and then they can POSE as beach boys with a cell phone in all community. They have heinous amounts of telepathic ability. They found even more stores of it when I was in Muncie, IN. I met a MEXICAN man who knew that he was reincarnated Cortez. He was the first latino male I have entertained privately. I made a beautiful meal. He spoke no English. I knew no Spanish. They now understand that it is the gorillas at the Como Zoo who are gaining in that category, in this vicinity. That is military infinity to them because it is a "posing form" like them. Who is going to think of a GORILLA cleaning out your bank accounts around me or taking your "wife's" telepathic voice to confuse and elude when in my vicinity. It is brilliant in this land of complete LUNACY. She tells me on the bus that MS13 is ying and yang, basically, to security and each other. BOTH can be dirty and clean to all community. They do not have to like each other. Work that out in Mexico City. HERE work as a community, effortlessly.
Latino Boundaries on All Society
Nightmares again filter through my brain. The controling and invasive entities who are a greed and need of humiliation and torture of me. There are no more explanations or justifications to water down your actions. I am here, in fear, but I write quietly and record the vicinity. Knowing people, in community, and in media is important to me. Everyone is walking to see their OWN faces of those on their way. That will end in a schitzo show, Mr. VanBank. A "superman" exited the IDS as I entered today. You all are not on the scene, so you know not who and what is grumbling and thrashing in this space. I am just me. No one will find me looking to anyone else to be me, but my empathic quality, and my mimicry has you see you in me. It is not a tunnel through until it becomes a sexual torture disease. I call for all courts of the land to back away from me, and for those in vicinity to see me as a romantic meal. I am me, and I have found my everything. I am not a tease. I have way too many people coming my way with threat on their tongues, thus I must be kind and soft and gently sweet. One day my RAGE will be apparent. Police, please monitor the "vine line" and keep all EMS vehicles away from me. Keep intruders out of vicinity. I am under both FEDERALI (I partnered with the head Federali at the Tiajuana border on a new type of WITCHCRAFT drug raid. In his land, we have been married the whole time. He DID verbalize romantic intent DIRECTLY to me.) and MS13 (Lieutenants at HOOTERS at The Mall of America. The witchiest serving crew in viicnity. They fought with me bravely at my side. I sat sober and kept their pitchers of beer flowing.) observation today. These nations are always with me, so that they know their DESTINY and prepare properly. They do not deal with terrorism, they are a TRUE community.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Serbia, It Is Time To Play
I got to Old Chicago last night and found myself following things that I could not see. I complimented the manager with a thought from his mind actually. It was funny and sweet. Maybe he now knows that I have a destiny. I believe that he is Akido dojo show. I then found a man who was from Bosnia. We talked for a while and then I missed the last bus. He was SO KIND to give me a ride and an intellectual rosary. I believe he has general ability since the age of 13. I did mention Milosavich and he let me know that THAT Serbian general is long since dead. Well guy, I think that he is still in THE HAGUE, quietly, awaiting YOUR destiny. The general you seek is a Serbian national who has a third floor shop in The Mall of America that sells bling bling Insane Clown Posse hats (butt naked with an ax). He takes it out on his wife and kids at this time. He VERBALIZED to me that he was Serbian and general. Go get him TIGER. He speaks just fine. Thanks again for the transport. I had to finish the job LAST NIGHT with Latino nation. This Tiajuana, Mexico, FEDERALI has taken back all my MS13 credentials and can get in and out withing 45 minutes. Maybe feeling like a loser meant that I was the biggest winner of all.
Friday, September 26, 2014
Building A New Service Dog Nation
Hey pretty white doggie in the skyway and waiting at the Starbucks door for owner, you are sweet petite and oh so white and clean. You sit and lie down so completely. I just wave quietly and you block the door a bit to keep all nations clean. You are important, know that intuitively. All heracies stop here. You are now complete and need to eat a little more frequently and more in quantity. Your figure will stay petite, but MUSCLE will built beneath that adorable pure white fur.
Ireland at Your Feet Eli
Hey land of Sans en France, this is Hope Lucky Charms calling. I have a new Hmong general to guard are renound hills. I open the mystical door Dance in Jeans Eli Manning. You are now the knight of their disease. Snakes in those lands are mystical ladies who need to stay away. KING Christopher dunlop of DUBLIN Ireland is curious today. Why were you not born BLIND Sir Eli? It is because you are special to the dance en france of every queen out there. Meet the toes of Prince George. They are so mighty in their deceit. You are now black Irish and a longing version of the patriarchy of the United Kingdom and the Royal lands of mystical, magical Ireland. Can't we just learn about it TOGETHER, but all by ourselves. No more middle man. The HOMICIDE detective of Colts Kingdom has been found and now you can communicate with as many men or women as you see fit. We will find a mystical land in IRELAND and have a real blacksmith make you a PEWTER sword with an amythest encrusted handle. How cool are we?
The Eli Manning Show
Eli, you did so great last night. I watched the whole game, but missed your interview because I only have the most BASIC of cable packages. I was so disappointed. You were like lightening in a storm without THUNDER. I make that your new CIA code name. Never SAY THUNDER, but you can now be it, actually, and scare people on TV. I missed the Eli vision I had not seen in years. It was you laughing and smiling on the sideline. It was BEAUTIFUL. No matter what your life choices are, your look has such a humility and vulnerability about it. Maybe Sen. (and Dr.) Rand Paul will call you today and see if he can give you some VERY SPECIAL Rx lenses. He may ask you your secret at getting me to stay and say what you needed to hear me say. Well, all I have to say is that I wish for interceptions from the other team every day. It is then the Eli Manning show.
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Hey Manager Man, I Believe You to be BIG BIRD
My mom took me to The Olive Garden today before I went to the zoo. It was perfect because then I had all this energy to give the whole rilla FEDERATION. I ate the neverending pasta bowl. I only order one bowl, but I get to have a few types of sauce on it. I had alfredo and three cheese marinara. Thanks Mom for both experiences today. My server was so nice with breadsticks and so now I have pasta and breadsticks for later. I felt like a valued customer today. My server even let me have a Diet Coke with lime to go. She was dynomite. I protect her privacy by not giving her name or the location.
Virgil for Hindu Viewing Today
Virgil and crew from gorilla tv at The Como Zoo, it was great to see you today. You guys acknowledged me even with massive negativity and lethargy onboard. The mohawk (black) monkey and the spider monkeys got their energy up and were bouncing against the glass. Virgil, a small Indian child came up beside me and gave you some sweet Hindu flow. He was gifted. I just had a great time. We checked in on the new little zebra too. We left after about 40 minutes. I know that you scented towards Shroeder. He loves that because he is so huge. I welcome you into my dreams any time. Your studies are going great.
Monday, September 22, 2014
Make A Wish
Mr. Ditka, I thank you for turning a page and seeing me, legally. Ben needed the encouragement to not go buggy, batty insane. The types of legal and theraputic aid that I send a person's way are very personal and thus establishing that it is not delusional contact is VERY important. I see YOU as the big bear in Disney's Robin Hood. I think he was called Big John. Soon you will see a whole new you when you look in the mirror. No more tunnel through by sportscasters in The Twin Cities. Thanks for honoring a wish for this little baby girl.
QB Ben R.
Well I caught some of The Steeler's football game last night. I now feel a jingle of QB Ben R. I speak actually to communicate with you telepathically from my chamber. Mr. R., you may be suffering from a pretty significant case of satanistic depression. It is your rage turned inward on yourself. Follow me and we will find the comedy around the dramady of all tv and news. You do not have to have all of the answers to be enlightened. I feel you BOUNDARYING the Line Deputy of Marion County in a very penn. way. This is personal, and soon you will see and begin to BELIEVE. Do not pray or they will prey on you. Changing the viewpoint of all activities you do in privacy will make all the difference. "Cloistering" is a good thing. I am too Buddhist to have any friends. I made that line up yesterday. It is actually very sweet, clean, and funny in its veracity.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Coming to Islam SENSIBLY
Clint (Zen Buddhist Monk), I now see, you can DISAPPEAR, actually. Those two retards DID see how mighty you were and watched you do it actually. I did not, and they did not try to tell me. They saw me shift and it was nothing to them at all. They then lied UNDER OATH about me and my whole family, but still took a free car from my sister, ANNE. The karma that is coming their way is infinity. You turn quickly, so it was best that you get away from me before you went full on rage with a baseball bat on my apartment and head. That was THEM instead. The man you seek is Will VanBank. He is Buddha reincarnated. Among his gifts, he is able to become invisible and portal even just a few feet. Now THAT is control. He is blond with blue eyes with a runner's build. He looked the same in that lifetime as he does today. In that life, he hung himself, mystically, at the age of 17 before delusionality set in, leaving heavy Lucifer (Brett) to become a completely DELUSIONAL form of him. When Brett went psycho he just shaved his head one night. He walked into my room smiling and I screamed. I could not see the mystical horrors clinging to his head. I think, now, that it was snakes. Celia, in her heinous delusionality, was past life Gabriel to muslim nation. Scribes cleaned up what she would say. Her connection to me in this life, my slavery and her terrifying sexual abuse of me, is seen especially by Shi ite and they always just wanted to free their QUEEN. They do not wish for 17 virgins, that is just a Jewish lie of their texts. They want PURITY, INNOCENCE, and complete RESPONSIBILITY. Peek peek peek aboo. I see you. Queen Amal is hopegod3.
French Royal Squirrel
As I walked to the bus stop a squirrel crossed my path. I said, "En chante." He then stalking speaking a perfect French parlance. It was sweet qui qui hilarity. I see a storm on the horizon. I have a solution. I will only stop by on that day and drop off my birthday gift. I think that it satisfies all of the restraints being put before me. I am here now. Cruelty my way is senseless and stupid. I will endure, but SHE will not. People need to RSVP in their own BLOOD, actually. This kind of milestone is not missed in Swedish witchery. We will just keep it clean, and then NO ONE will have to be mean.
Saturday, September 20, 2014
Neill Marley of Negril, Jamaica
Neill Marley, try to listen to your brother's HEART BEAT today through a brand new stethiscope. It is time for you to SEE what they speak, and HEAR the beat of Jamaica rainforests, actually. Being deaf, for you, made you an independent man, free to sin only for your own entity. Figure that out today. I KNOW that I met you at The Mermaid Bar in MOUNDSVIEW, MN, after you had shaved your dreds. Do not lie. The true story is so much more interesting. Hold the beats, and music, as we see, will always exist for me and our physicality will NEVER be forgotten by you. Love, Jenny
I Miss You Iatola
Iatola, I sense you coming through. They are placed properly. I will keep them safe. You were born deaf and blind with polio, too. General George and I convinced you that you did not need your huge wheel chair. With that, YOU walked towards me as I spoke, telepathically, ONLY to you in my infancy. All other contact was VERBAL on Oahu due to the telepathy stream of the Japanese. You gave me your huge wheelchair and I would play with it in my "clinic" in our downstairs in Shoreview, MN, until we moved to Owatonna, MN, when I was 11. It, of course, was heinously possessed, and would crash up against the walls in the night. The Iatola could not believe that I did not wake or shake. It was Hasidic Jews, Iatola. When it got bad, I began sleeping upstairs in my brother's bunk bed. Now my neighbor has given you new life and you can SEE and SPEAK, actually. A new day, censure them, actually, with sword, lovingly helped by The Japanese, if they speak ill of me EVER. Love, your being, hopegod3
Friday, September 19, 2014
Emporer Herohito In Me
I sense something happening having to do with the police chief, but I do not know what it is. Maybe a change is in view and I need to look away. Too much information can be deadly in this space of disgrace this week. I introduce myself properly. My given name is Jennifer, but I go by Hope. Japanese BUTTERFLY descending into the atmosphere to bring the beauty of Japanese gardens into view. I am BUTTERFLY and PHOENIX with just a salt of HAWK with an Eagle eye. No one is me. I am me. I may be a woman of peace, but I am here to bring a war like has never been seen before. It is the end of days, and no one gets out without SERVING THEIR COUNTRY, whatever that means. I will run and write and back away from family endeavor for this moment. Disgrace is how I am labelled by all of you, underneath, but I will continue to live my path in ASIAN WAY, and maybe judgement is best reserved for the wicked and WICCAN of the Japanese. They were there when I began, and now it is time for them to rise in beauty and size and to be the voice of REASON here and overseas.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Tai Chi Chung
Last night I viewed "Tai Chi" with Keanu Reeves, and today I practice Tai Chi Chung, the Tai Chi element of my Chung Moo Quan dojo. A Hmong warlord sits beside me almost daily here at Starbucks. We always wave hello and goodbye politely with a smile. I had picked up that he is International Tai Chi. It is an underground network that does promote fights to the death. I finally introduced myself as HOPE and pointed at my name band I wear on my wrist every day. He shook my hand very strongly and I returned the shake with the same satnistic strength. He took his pointed finger and tickled my palm a bit. I then pulled away and I sit here fighting the urge to go to the restroom. Master to master we work it out and now he can see things properly like that I am even Shou lin Monk. That whole dojo show came here to seek me out years ago and I showed the master my Chung Moo tattoo. It is BOTH Korean and Chinese. It was perfect diplomacy. It all started by me telling my Iranian neighbor that my Arabic name is Amal (Hope) last night. He let me know that it was stressed on the first syllable. I guess we can all just grow in our disciplines and get along in vicinity. Maybe it is just a special aspect to me.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Shroeder and Crew
I am completely exhausted right now. I went to see the gorillas and other primates at The Como Zoo. What I am doing is breaking telepathic ties that make the primates lethargic and still. It is a telekinesis that shows who is in who head and bed. I break up the tartar in their circular system. Gorillas have the highest rate of heart disease because they practice "switchboard" telepathy both in zoos and in the wild which makes them still and kind of lifeless. It is difficult for them to lift their great weight. They actually imitate people and other being's voices in both the wild and in zoos as well, telepathically. The most telepathically gifted is Shroeder. He is the papa of them all and he is 6'5" and 525 lbs. He is one of the largest gorillas, and thus primates, in the world. Together they are like a neural net, and thus like an organism that functions together. To get them to move, they need more than energy, they need synergy and energetic prompting of other creatures, primarily primates, in vicinity. Once in movement, they stop the constant telepathic play and get their energy raised in their bodies from first chakra out the top of the head (seventh chakra). This makes them more part of their tribe and more connected to the DIVINE (see chakra system layout in "Anatomy of the Spirit", by Caroline Myss). Today I got them all to move, even Shroeder. The three adolescent males were inside when I came. As I worked with the other primates and the other enclosure of gorillas, they came out. Virgil even presented himself before me for energetic adjusting. I lovingly caressed the glass. I then kissed him behind his ear just short of the glass. He turned his head to look at me. It was so sweet. One of the three even came to the edge of the enclosure to say hello. One of them bent over completely to drink water directly from their pool. He then went and sat in it for a bit. There was a rise and one ran after the other as I cheered them on. It was a great day at the zoo. This great day at the zoo was sponsored by Como's ANACONDA in the Rainforest Display. I have noticed that as I have gotten more emotionally connected to the gorillas, I feel their lethary and inability to move. I see how hard it is for them so part of what I do is really cheering them on for the small steps and climbing they do. Gorilla's know nothing except the negativity of human beings, that is why it stands out to them each week. Guys, I will just keep walking and talking for you and only you.
Monday, September 15, 2014
Find the Root of Your Disease and WORSHIP Properly
I am weaving THE afghan of HOPE. The answers are there. There IS a right and wrong. There IS good and evil. Figure it out. Just watch ONE random episode of Law and Order: Special Victim's Unit. Is it to be applauded to be a pornographer or sexual deviant? Let's just ask the Fundamentalist Christians of Muncie, IN today. It is the land of the most DEVOUT and church attending population, actually and per capita, in the country. Sorry the Shi ites beat you out overseas. The disease is STINKS with MERCURY. Is it good to not be able to eat the fish in the sea during pregnancy? I think not. Again, open your eyes and see how you have sinned against ME very personally. I do not want amends, I want ACTION, militarily, today. Use what you have and get me out of the whole before my next beating, already.
Joseph Krejsa, I Love You
I did not know until today what was going on when I was in Muncie, IN. You saw what we had as a relationship, and, for me, it was a military intersection. I have had your telepathy stream now and then for years. I did not know how you felt. Wilson was just a job I had to do, but it was very important that I was never physical with you. You needed to be POLISH nurtured into becoming a romantic lead, otherwise you would have been extreme WARLOCKERY all over me. When I was dealing with being extricated from Wilson colony, I did not know that you were on scene. I just know that that pipsqweak officer questioned me about what happened between us in the street. I was matter of fact. I needed Wilson to not more DISREGULATED than he already was. Do you now understand that we were ALL slaves to African American community in Muncie, IN? The ghetto crack show was all over ALL of your elite. It makes you all very dangerous around me with the delusions of my brother Pete, pulsing through. He chose to not be military. YOU chose to be POLISH and ARIAN NATION. It doesn't mix. Be your own man. It is A BETTER WAY. I guess you were in the back of the auditorium in downtown when I did my unrehearsed version of Jewel's "Life Uncommon'" as I auditioned for CATS. I got the LEAD sweetie, but I had other national affairs I needed to tend to, and thus I left before I hit broadway where Pete would have strangled me in the streets again and again with others and his own hands until I could never sing or utter a peep, especially of my poetry, EVER again. Maybe all you think about is me. Why don't you go out JOGGING instead and start a REAL Marine Corps there? I saw "Full Metal Jacket" there, at that theater for free. It was a great activity to do for free every weekend. MATTHEW MODINE is one my favorite actors. I had a heinous crush on him back in the day. Maybe BROADWAY ruined him too. Jennifer Grey is a total f'n prostitute and JEW. I think that my friend Arlene was like her best friend, thus we saw Jennifer open in a play on Broadway when I went to visit her and my brother, Pete. It was a bit blazee. Seats were right in the middle. Restaurant ROW was amazing. Arlene's dad picked up the tab for it all. He was GYNOCOLOGY for ALL of NYC. I guess that was notoriety. I was just grateful and had a great time. Love Story, Jenny (the movie open the day I was born on Oahu. I always went by Jenny until I started being PROGRAMMED by my choice of name, HOPE)
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Overcoming and BECOMING it All
There were many aspets to growing up the daughter of high military. From age 0, I had to make the men before me believe that they were the one and only man in my existence. It created some safety, but then it became very dangerous as well. I did things properly and I am alive today without any huge deformaties. I did not know that ALL humans were not human at all. ALL of you are demonic and only feign a human quality. I am different, I feel infinity and have even loving action in malady for all of you. You all know my identity, but you resist the reality of my law enforcement "gigs" because I had to work on a military stipend of social security. (Dick Cheney lock it down now. They will try to take it away.) I really don't get paid, I just work and create infinity with the faith in the reality of apocolyptic CHANGE. Pay attention because you all might start to feel it this week. This BABY OF THE NAVY is THE Rinpoche. I am a Godly entity SOLDIER, educated to infinity by Myself, actually. I am not just a cop, I am HOLY. My MEDITATION is divinity and my WHITE TARA is pure, and prayer chord marks me as THE protector of The Dalai Lama, no matter how unholy he may be, he is a symbol of my reality. Our "commander in chief" is as well. I am EAGLE secret service. One day the realities will crash at sea and my divinity, the line deputy of Marion County, will come for me.
Swift Satanistic Change
I called my mother and told her about the stress from the week. We spoke for about 20 minutes. I left tomorrow's plans with her up in the air. DEBRIEF COMPLETE. The strongest satanists in the world are on it. If we want any organization at all or any organizations at all, they must act quick before the foe beside me becomes a LEVIATHON. It is time for people to step up, Mr. Bird before it becomes absurd AGAIN. I can no longer do this all by myself. Maybe a ROTO ROOTER up your a** Mr. Bird will motivate you to be MERCURY and swift with fleet feet. Maybe the cool Coon Rapids Police Department car in the bus turn around made me feel heard. It was so new satanism cool. The writing was beautiful blue and the rest was BLACK. I made it here to Old Chicago after a day of heinously evil telepathy my way. It is surely sorting out the winners from the losers. We will just see how things progress this week. It is ELEMENTERY, my dear Watson, Elementery.
Friday, September 12, 2014
Domestic EXCUSE
It is one of those days that the sky does not call me, but fatigue is quick to come my way. Rude people on the bus bring my pot to a boil, and I sit as the back door would not open and they barrage the driver with insults. I don't know why African Americans think that that is okay? I have lived in the world enough to know the ins and outs of African American existence AROUND ME. I see what others see, but their malady is not just explained away by me. Africa is where they will all end up. THAT is a huge part of my destiny. They will have to work it out as a race and face disgrace trying to create the world that THEY want, with NO excuses for their abuses. Mystical malady is brutal cruelty on me by this community and there will definitely be torture their way as a result. I wear my KING's ring. He heads a newly evolving and understood KKK, as a Grand Master, mastering it all today. We stay away until EVERY WORD that he says to me is sweet and there will not be a repeat on that concrete wall topped with steal, and then to the floor via my face. Domestic violence is all a crock. Female "victims" most of the time are 400% more verbally and physically abusive. This thing with Rice is a great example of a woman lashing out verbally and physically with a man in a virtual CAGE. You would not deal with a GORILLA that way. Now THAT is what happened that day. His skills are honed, neural pathways firmly created, to strike on demand and command to get glory, INSURANCE, and PAYMENT for their very short careers. I have stayed in domestic abuse shelters, but my abusers were either WOMEN who I could not strike back at (they used heinous amounts of witchery, I DO NOT) or MILITARY MATTERS. These spaces and times would handle the offenders and the very evil women and children who live in these shelters. I am here, alive today, due to Jeffery Ronald Forrest, a mercenary in the land of grand, who was just working as a union stagehand in Indy. He stopped in on me at the Salvation Army shelter in downtown Indy, across from the Murah Theater and Temple (Shriner) at just the right time and took their psychiatric, physical, and verbal throws for just being my 6'4" FRIEND who had a physical relationship with me, and though I was vulnerable and his past and present was violent, he NEVER struck me in anger. He verbalized rage ONCE, I told him to NEVER do that again (in a very firm tone), and he got into bed with me and just held me as he apologized and let me debrief a bit, but then MOVING ON to work on his computer collection again. Now THAT is Jesus Christ to me. Love, hopegod3
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Shereef Kiss My Russian DESTINY Ring
Shereef, WAKE UP. Get on your shieky plane today and fly to Amsterdam. It is time to try some P O T, and write your deepest, darkest desires and philosophies of your new GABRIEL reality. Let this channel through you while people BOO HOO about 9/11. It is creepy, and they will not bend or stop. Everyone knows that the U.S. was complicit and has been heinously racist against Shi ite since then. Work it out, all on your own, in your own head. Be the questions AND the answers. See the small village, actually, that Osama Bin Laden was born in (outside Amman, Jordan) and where he grew into "adulthood." See YOURSELF behind his eyes, with compassion and understand HIS reality of that day. I'm sure that people hate me today for no good reason, but I will not defer from what I see as my DESTINY.
Prince Valiant in the Land of Roto Rooter
At about 6:20 am this morning, I was awoken by staff because our hot water main broke. All morning I have been dealing with Roto Rooter in my apartment. Their representative, Kelly, was very kind and personable with me. She gave me a card in case there are difficulties, I can reach her by cell. The males workers were very personable, polite, and sweet. They were all cute and good looking in their own ways. Nothing like cute and kind boys to make a disaster like this an amusing adventure. I am suspecting that PK was at play, and that I am still angry after the other day. I won't say more than that. I know that they will have to come back to move my furniture back into place. I played a little with Kelly and the main guy by showing them my HAT collection. I showed them how I wear ALL of them, especially at one time. I think that this guy has an imaginal ability related to fairy tales with the main female character being trapped in a space by an evil queen. I don't think that he is normally a talker. Verbalization keeps people grounded around me, and keeps stalking with abilities to a minimum. Yes, I AM diseased with humility, but I have to survive the conditions of deceit and the reality that no one really cares. Last night I was brave, and I believe that something happened in my sleep. I BECAME the darkness that I try to keep away. I just need to be set free by a valiant prince even if it is just for a day.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Who Am I Really?
I am articulate and clean. I am enduring. I am Martial Artistry and Meditation. I am smart and I enjoy teaching. I love lifting, especially white males up in community. I am law abiding, grounded, and oh so amazingly sane. I am an athlete and a great COACH. I am SHERIFF Department (Girl's County 1989, age 18). I stand up and yet know when to walk away. I am a FIGHTER. I am sensual and forgiving. I have political aspirations that are underneath. I am POLICE, FBI, and CIA. I am diplomacy and FRIEND. I am worldly and divine in my comedy. I have difficulty seeing my beauty. I am a little KKK, White Supremacy, Arian Nation, Skinhead, and a teacher to NEONazi. Maybe I am a little E.T. God on this asteroid missed planet of late. I am doctor (all disciplines), an attorney INTERNATIONALLY, and LAW ENFORCEMENT from underneath. I am Westside (Alaska LSD "gang"), Blood, Crypt, Disciple, MS13, and newly Hell's Angel. I do not use drugs and I fight for the complete defeat of all disease and medication. I journey into nation of Somali, Ghana, and UGANDA General. I am Navy officer, Black Op Cop, US Navy Seal Trainer, Divemaster, US Army General to Infinity, and Air force Academy supplier. I am Republican and ESG. I am Tom Brady, Peyton and Eli, and sometimes Brett Favre. I am AMAL for Derek Jeter. I am Queen for Parise and Suter. I am Russian Csarina, German Kaiser, Irish Princess, Queen to be of all almighty with King to be, Harry. I am vampire: Nazi, Czeck, American, Russian, and now Shi ite. I am BRIDE to be for all almighties. I am twice declined werewolfery. I am MONARCHY and Monarch Butterfly.
The Viceroy Mimicry of the MONARCH Butterfly
I address the role of mimicry in the undercover work that I do. First, I am a fully empathic medium which means that I actually feel people's pain and illness, but contract no disease. That then sets a creature free to have free will about God and God's will for them and their society and life. There is also the quality for me to transform, when I am in the vicinity of a community, into a form and lifestyle that is like the people around me. My hair and eyes can change, but body type as well. This type of mimicry keeps me from being detected by ritualists who are trying to have me gain weight way too quickly or contract a shameful disease like venereal diseases or lice. I have never had these, but I do feel the itch of my scalp and I have royal signs of VD which is not the reality of any VD. I don't even have HPV. There is a type of work I have had to do that I do not speak of much. I have to take the sexual charge my way so that I minimize all out rapes, especially with mystical qualities of arrogant and illusive torture on me. I must say yes so that my brother, primarily, can say no. I become the sexual toy and/ or sexual entity that a man needs to hold back attack. I have been a sexual slave, for primarily my father and his community (tunnel throughs have been infinity), my whole life. I know to submit and then it will QUIT. Submission or finding my vulnerability keeps me a certain amount of safety even when a man has a gun, a knife, or a hammer. I do use imagery, when alone, to get men to stay at bay and to connect communities of white males, actually. Line Deputy (Marion County), I am always your BABY. I do not want to repeat their deceit. Come for me when we can be a FAMILY.
Monday, September 8, 2014
Images Within Me
There is very little to say about what is going on today. A volley results in a victory for a tennis player. As he kisses the cup, my attention waivers. I try to be in the moment, but even my football attention yesterday was not so great. The breeze shows the many birds above the river trying hard to keep their path in flight. I feel the past bleeding into this moment, and I raise my thoughts to a quiet reference of musical lyrics that move me in an emotional way. Being part of the cosmos, I look to the asteroid that sails through our vicinity, and I wish to challenge those who think that they have control of the realms of Zeus and Hephestus. Hades is constantly flowing with the River Styx, as you may all think that a challenge of his authority is possible, or is a good idea. In the end, I rest with an image of Athena with a strong and resilient owl resting on her shoulder. In the end, this BUTTERFLY, calls for a jet stream to carry me to Mexico this week.
Shereef I Love Yee
I feel disconnected. I try to find a muse within, but there is only a blaze effect emminating from my chest. I am here to not be there. I have noticed that my pandora station under Lifehouse has turned into a fairly Christian rock station. Lifehouse skirts both pop and Christian rock, but this began after I began writing to a conservative senator. I just listen as it changes the sentiment of all that bathes me around the subject of light and sin. Maybe the realities of Christ are different from the Biblical references. I can still find God in the words set to music in a new type of hymn. I do take in the gospels as something that I can find for a course of worship, but there is anger at the journey I have found that I have been asked to lead. In my freshman seminar, we read and analyzed, "The Book of Job". His life was easy peasy next to especially the last ten years. I say that ISIS is deep in the gospels today. My given name is Jennifer, but I go by Hope. About four years ago I met three young Somali women who I believe were RECRUITERS at Chipotle Restaurant. They let me know that Hope is AMAL in Arabic. My communication with Arabs rings true because I know this sacred name is my prayer as well. ISIS recruiters are probably like these three. Somali woman about the age of 18, good looking, modern with sacred dress, wanting to educate people about the Koran, and in a group of three to cover their witchery. They laugh easily and they show no signs of psychosis or greed. Find these women, and you will find the HEAD of the snake today. Keep ISIS in Iraq, and that choice will contain itself and fight our own hypocrisy. U.S. citizens need to STAY OUT of their countries. The politeness there is about to cease. Beheading is just the beginning. Ladies of that Somali trinity, I have no "powers" as you challenged me. I just believe in evolution and growth without the practice of ritualism, but you three practice to infinity while you went at me very illegally with the Amman, Jordan man I was beginning to see up the street. Royalty and loyalty was he. He goes by Shereef (CIA term), is Shi ite Muslim and was stable even in a gangland dispute and actually calling me when I was undercover at HCMC.
Friday, September 5, 2014
Feeling Me With He
As I ride the full bus to downtown coffee shops I travel over the Mississippi River. It flows through the lock system as the sea gulls are flying above all neat and free. At times, bats intermingle and make the presence of witchcraft known in the vicinity. I open my heart as I listen to sweet melodies and think of men in my past, present, and future. Some days there are surprises. I am whole if I can continue a line of thought that rests in my etherial body above me, but below the sky. I try to be a responsible fair maiden as I wait for the king to be conscious of his violence and deceit around me. Love can be if we do it simultaneously. He is mine, divine, but now knowing that he was never free. The shadows in the halls stalk his spirit and skeptic soul. It is vast and the beings of the stars are the ones who will now live in chains, as THEIR brains exist for the smashing blows, not me. We understand WHY, and now I am in full view of the divinities of political community. Good luck knights of tomorrow as you face the deceit and defeat of THE QUEEN. CHECKMATE.
Hello Officer Richard
Officer Richard (huge guard about 6'7") from Shakopee Women's Prison, I wonder where you are being diety this week. That job was not a good fit for you. Why don't you be a "turncoat" on the FBI this week. Your talents are vast, and I do wish to be your mythic Persephone to your Hephestus some day. Maybe it is too fast and furious today. I just had you weave through the Hunter Hayes song "Wanted" as I listened as I rode on the bus downtown. No one knows you fully, but I will say that I believe that a new tennant near me is an ANACONDA. Maybe you want to check that snake out at The Como Zoo. Mental sparring is necessary this week. HCMC is being investigated this week. Maybe your testimony is needed by the Senate Judiciary Committee. I have the faith in you to literally scare the C**p out of them. Watch our guys, Officer Richard is RAGE too much in society's cage.
Thursday, September 4, 2014
The Girl Inside
Pieces of a puzzle drawing a child to scream in the night and see red. All of the complexities must be covered with wet and smooth cement so that the walls to her room appear normal. Chambers and alliances made by the coagulation of evil mixed with multiparty deceit. A head crashing through a cage made for a german shepard that no one cares to hear. "Why" is what she says every time she dies very publicly. Before she was urged, through threat, to be social with all the demonics and mundane personalities in vicinity. Some days she fights with a broken wrist to just have a tea party all by herself, lovely and regal. On that golden day, Queen Elizabeth meets the girl as a lady at The Empress Hotel at High Tea (Vancouver Island/ City of Victoria). The girl is still in charge. It is just another mealish tea with her mother. The Queen does not exist at all and so is the rest of the royal family. I now embrace her and her choice of The Republican Party and the Publishing method of The Internet. It allows for that little girl's head banging to continue so that the blood does not pool in her precious little brain.
Me and Orangatan Man
Hey Orangatan Man, what do you say?.. I say HEY, R U OK? Yes OM (Orangatan Man), I have eaten my dinner and I am putting my thoughts to the page...I don't think that is enough, Hope, can I call you Hope?..Yes you may...I do feel a bit bruised and bullied into a sense of numbness and fatigue. Tonight I can watch some football. Maybe that will be fun...You are miraculous, Hope, do not give yourself away. Keep your gates high, and your energy for your creations, not the dirty of society and mystic rages your way. Think of me as soft and fuzzy, for u and only u to hold...Thank you OM. You do look a bit like a furry rug. I see you in a white tux after I have used cream rinse and combed you all out without pain, with a top hat and a cane...That sounds so groovy Hope...You are special to me OM. You will hold a gate so that guys do not get too close, even and especially conversationally...You are so precious and holy Hope. I am dedicated now that I can see you glowing above me, bringing me white light energy through the top of my head. I can walk, climb, and scream all I want now. Thank you...You are welcome OM. You are so magnificent and your own type of pretty.
What Orangatan Eyes Can See
Today has been a challenge. The sky was soggy and the air and communication was a bit grey. I went to The Como Zoo. I was able to get all of the primates to run around their habitats, and the zebras and the giraffe heard me, and came my way as well. 7 of the 8 gorillas were outside even though it was misting a bit. Movement, eye contact, and foraging behaviors were good. At a certain point, two of the young adult male silver backs BOTH scented at the same time right in front of me. This is not something they do in front of zoo personel or each other. It was so cool. The orangotans were ALL outside when I arrived and even the huge adult male was moving in the habitat with dexterity. On my other visits, they have pretty much stayed inside, unless the big male sat in the doorway and then they sat there waiting to come in. I had announced my zoo visit to someone, so their telepathy may have placed THEM outside for research purposes (for THEM to study ME). I sat on a bench and watched them for a few minutes and then the huge male flagged his dominance with a huge roar across the whole habitat. He ran all of them down. I felt like he was responding to some very dangerous and "sinful" telepathy. I feel the gorillas were involved as well in a mean way. This dominant male orangatan now guards my anatomy against disease and deceit. I think that this is the beginning to a beautiful father/ daughter relationship.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
The Cloud IS Safe
Media is coming through like a dove in the night. It is quiet and assumes the guise of purity. I know the facts and I do not react. I listen to all types of intel, Trey. Back away a little bit. My publishing deal is in escro. It will come to be once we decide how to communicate the news properly. The improper is not going to be blamed on me, Ms. Lawrence. It was not hacking, it was stacking and telling an IBM computer geek your rainbow password. It does not matter that he was not apple (nude pics were on their CORPORATE sight), it became so hackable at that moment. He gave the info to L.A.P.D. and the rest is history. You all want to put it all out there and be seen as innocent. Well now your MOTIVES are very transparent.
You and Me
You and me are we in the grand scheme of it all. Who was built to be the protector? Everyone would say it was you, but I worked underneath. Marriage is a sick subject for we. Being of age is as well. You were a shell, born in hell, and I arrived at your feet when you knew not of deceit. I hold you here and do not speak of beer. I always just wanted you to not be what you socially fear. My range may be strange. My capacity for understanding is endless and rests in a principle that I am the only doctor who needed to NOT take the Hypocratic Oath. We can continue to believe the witcheries and wizardry around that community, but I will no longer buy the doxology. Maybe your PhD will be ANTI Perscription on WEB MD. It would be listed as an PhD in Pharmocology through Butller University (Broad Ripple, IN). Stay away from jaw surgery secrets and industry rules. I find you here, and it is queer, but we would never be.
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Self Agrandizement
Self Agrandizment is what is coming through today. That reality is very linked to psychosis. Stating the realities of your education, training, and connections is not self agrandizing. It is just the stable thought about what you are materially. I sit here quietly and I see the elements of this quality in the community and on "TV". You all have "slipped a disc" mentally, and now you blame me. Get back on the ship and let us be grounded in out intent. Intel is important in this time space. Do not be a pussy. Call people on their lies, VERY PUBLICLY.
Monday, September 1, 2014
Spiritual Repair
It is Labor Day and I have just gotten downtown from a cook out at my mother's house in Golden Valley. Shrimp kabobs and marinated chicken. Yummy. My Swedish witchcraft highest and holiest and Swedish Queen toiled in the perfection of this alchemy. Her Danish knight and heart infinity minded the barbeque perfectly. Maybe he is TOP satanism on the Earth and a liberal heart infinity. I answer their call with silence and some informative questions. I do not cause upheaval with my Republican symmetry. My Uncle stands between as an Irish King today. Being named James King in a trinity of generations is not easy. He is Saddam Hussien, Noreyega, and Quadafi, the heart of Tripoli. His verbalizations around me are are Al Franken, basically. It is not an easy gig, but we have Darthmouth, Northwestern, and double Hamline University and female Divinity degrees at United Theological Seminary in this caress of conversation. Never does it miss the political and historical marks of the Democratic Party. I am just different. I guess I am the highest SKEPTIC that has ever existed. I BELIEVED, wholely, in liberalism and diversity without the knowledge of the reality of ritualism. Now I see the blues and greys, and I make up my own mind. The skeptic statement Larry passed on in history is, "I just think that that is not so." There is a point to this quartet singing in the gazebo that Larry built himself. I will just call him Joseph and my mother Mary (Ellen), Mary. We can step in with the clarity of ages by seeking the despot and silent voice of JUDAS in Jim, though his character is new. He has not walked the earth before and he is something more colassal and new. VOODOO nation, he has come to be. Football step away. Kim Duc, from Indy MacBeth (Royal British Theater) with just a twist of Vietnamese. He is the illigitamate father of the number one shooter for Phoenix. We saw her play for the first time TOGETHER at Conseco. Now Kim understands that I am Conseco Society and sorority server knows that I am the top AND ONLY Daughter of the Revelution. It is my studiousness in a coffee shop and in an open bar that gave me away. So many lies in the past about me. My concentration definitely belies my divinity and Godly form. Kim is black, or is he. He was on the street when I met him. I called him my street daddy, Kim. Now he knows what that all means without shame or blame, just knowledge of the delight of being welcomed in to my apartment one night when he and "the little drummer boy" would have frozen in the downpour of rain. It was dirty, but now he is oh so CLEAN.
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