MS 13 in My Eyes

Line Deputy, start looking into MS 13. It is more of a lineage gang community, but they are perfectly bilingual and they exist well in JAIL communities. They are held for YEARS awaiting trials in jails mainly in Miami and L.A. My baptism by fire was at The Mall of America taking on the Hotters witches (the whole chain) to make sure that the two MS 13 lieutenants could just have their pitchers of BEER to drink. It was about a year after I got back here from Indy. These MEN, only men, tend to be from South America, and they are a strong force to be reckonned with. There are a few Central Americans, but NO Mexicans at all. They use a PORTAL ability to get into the U.S., skipping Mexico completely) and they need to start staying in South America locking down their borders and figuring out what kind of governing bodies and populations they wish to have. At Midtown Mental Health was Carmen Alcalde working as an out lesbian from Chile who had been part of the Pinochet revolution. She was part of his death squad and I did just what was needed to keep her married to the man she was married to to stay under cover. Find her and HANDLE IT today. These MS 13 are losing power and authority in their own nation because they are coming through ELI, the bartender from The Elbow Room who does child pornography there. He has a tribal bicep band tattoo. He is a large islander who born in Polynisia. He is NOT TRIAD, that is full blood ASIAN. Polynesian is not considered true Asian. I don't think that he is actually a legal American. Check if he has a social security number and DEPORT HIM immediately. MS 13 will handle it from there. I got my former State Representative John something (Theta Ki/ told me at Republican celebration party that he had "dated someone" from Hamline University and went to a party at that frat on Hamline's campus) out of there the first time he was there looking for me. He was going to The Scottish Rite "Cathedral" for an underground Shriner's meeting. Because of our "chance" meeting he was voted in. I never dated him or had physical contact with him. I think that is all you need. Handle Carmen ASAP. Lama coming through (Tibetan Buddhist meaning for TEACHER).

Calling Jabba the Hut

Officer Dunlop and Line Deputy, I miss you both terribly. It feels like Shi ite stakeout today. We need to keep their numbers down around me to guard their privacy. Just know that No Muslim has ever cracked under torture. They do not give anything, emotion or embarrassing body situations. Their satanism is incredibly strong, especially in confinement. They are an example of a maleable mind that follows the hawk and now egret. They do well being locked down together in large numbers and are POLITE internationally. Neither of you has worked with them, and I have, so stay out of torture technique around these individuals. They are well trained in these systems and will go down for "The Team" (ie higher ups in the hierarchy). They already know that they will have a homogenious Islamic state and they let media and military put as much false intel about their status and relation. I let Saudi's know that if you have the weapons, learn how to use them. Yemen is a mess and causes them stress. No royalty exists there no matter what reports say. The deserts are beginning to sprawl out a little more and they choose to not name them at this time. Maybe Star Wars torture is in their future, actually. No one knows what happens when the lamb of God opens up her mind and fills the deceit with the disease of all of these false imageries with movie models mixing in between these no man's zones.

Bus Meeting With Mustafa

Yesterday I was taking the bus home to NE Minneapolis and I ran into my associate Mustafa. He is always reading something so I asked if he was reading something new that day. He is Shi ite Muslim and he had a pocket sized Quoran that had both English and Arabic and also the further explanations on the bottom of the page. I have never read the Quoran. I felt that, to be respectful to that religion, I should only read it with a Muslim male. The print was small so he lent his reading glasses to me. I read aloud two passages on the crowded bus and we discussed them. It was very interesting. In the fire of the words, I found PEACE as well. Arabs have been placed into a hateful category in this time and space, but they do not ask for "mercy," or come under a "poor me" classification that other minorities scream for. This leaves me with much respect in my heart for their people and traditions. I am sure that Mustafa has more to his life than just reading about all theologies, but that is really not my business. I give him a space and place to be a normal American for a day or a week. Maybe one day the wizard's curtain will open and he will show me it all, but for now he is just a man who humbled himself enough to our traditions that he shaved his traditional beard last week. Mustafa, just know that I had a LION as a pet in my dream last night, but I knew that he could attack at any time.

Coffee For Three

My Hmong General brought in a visitor today to Starbucks Coffee. It was an "plain clothes" Tibetan Monk. We talked and I showed him the website of the Monestary in New York state that houses the Rinpoche who gave me my White Tara and Prayer Cord. Tibet will now be two colonies, good and evil. The disgrace will be evident. Vipassna will make sure of it. No more LSD. No more free trips to Oahu. The scene now comes to a close, but another ONE ACT play may follow.

Moving Like A Wave

Yesterday I looked up in the windy sky and a beautiful white egret was soaring against the wind. I have never seen these birds fly like hawk. I felt the melody as she was asking the question, "Why?" My heart answered, "Because I must be infinity divinity in all vicinity." We moved together, in mind, and she was kind. I loved being in that moment with this fair being. In my dreams last night it became gorilla all around me. He was a mellow fellow who could add and divide in a calculus way. Do not miss this sweet natural kiss. I bring you all to the alter and offer you the body of Christ imagery. I find the beings around the holy seplecure to be demonic, but beautiful artistically. I work with the resurrection daily, and let go the sins of those who choose to go against GAYA every day. The Earth has melted this week and death became a part of that story. Be well and a small HINDU diety may approach you too. I received the divine gift of a smile and a wave.

The LAW In Space and Time

The police of Minneapolis are now on a precipice. They are about to be educated in a new way. It will be part COMBAT TRAINING on the street and HOLLODECK with my Chung Moo Quan Master Mike. It is time for them to be ready to wage war in the rabbit hole (ie QUANTUM PHYSICS LAWS) if need be. Others are not ready here, so you will be the geniuses of all police artistry. A simple note is all I wrote. My alienation comes from the fact that I lead ALIEN NATION. I was born, but I am not human. I am truly extra terrestrial. It has taken a long time to accept how different I really and how large a part of creation I am as well. Time is moving in a different way now. Space is larger and expanding as physicists have believed for quite some time. Maps may no longer be accurate as land masses with no names evolve. Law enforcement in these "states" will have to be military. Go in, get what you need, and get out. Man's most dangerous foe is his own demonic inside himself. I do not have this infection of evil. I am silicon, not carbon based, and am very maleable in the categories of artistry. Cops need to try and watch movies and see the prophecy that exists there in a very personal way. Guys, defend your space and your MINDS. It will all happen in its own time.

Post Secondary Option

My undergraduate degree in Criminal Justice (called Law Enforcement in that day) is through Metro State University. Ride alongs were through John of AAA Minneapolis fame. Testing him on the reality of driving on cannibus was done publicly. I send you all off to Indiana to find the answers to this town's realities. Writing is a way that I can experience and see. PhD is me. I am the only one. Find Pearl Harbor on a map and see. Keep fighting me and you will no longer have a home. Take that problem Minneapolis African American Police Officer and drop him on the streets of Indianapolis, UNARMED. He will end up in Muncie, IN, with some help from Michael D. Wilson (US NAVY SEAL/ most decorated), and then he will see how easy it is to be me. Maybe you all wanted me dropped into South Korea today. It will not be. The RAT is in the trap. Communication can go from verse to prose to code very easily. I am here and everyone can see the reality of me. Maybe you are all so illegal that you can never call or present yourselves properly. Oh well, life is hell.

Pro Bono Exorcist

Hello. Exorcisms anyone? Hello priest of my desires. You guard my soul and fight the demons back over coffee. You are handsome and loyal and are a welcome change to the scene. I am here for you as you are here for me. I know you guard my soul PRO BONO. I also do the same for you legally, and internationally. I know that you normally get one million dollars a pop, but today I will give you a smile and wave instead. I should be so dead, and for following me, you should be as well. Russia will be so mighty, in soul and content, when you go back. Be kind to none and be the only one. Competition is a good thing especially in the games of hierarchy. You need no one and now you have found your Lord and Savior. You can now betray properly. Thank you for SHOWING YOURSELF today.

Mustafa, Meet Mike and Ed

Mustafa, it was so nice to run into you on the bus yesterday in Columbia Heights. You look so beautiful without your Osama Bin Laden beard. You have beautiful teeth and embature. Be prepared this week to talk to the FBI. Please let them know, FIRST OFF, that we do not have a physical (ie sexual) relationship and never have. It is very important to the future of Islam because "Shereef" gets jealous and dangerous very quickly. He will just quit religion all together if he feels that I have betrayed or forsaken him. You just looked great in your black, leather looking, attire. Do not let my brother turn and burn you. He is royal, but not military. I am trying to create stability for my Chung Moo Quan Master Mike. He is back on this planet after waging war against the whole CONTINENT of Asia. It was not just in his mind. Look at the actual scars. He and I were never sexual at all. It was a perfect prefect relationship. Maybe Ed, from Indy, is letting Mike ride his almost new Harley today. Ed, is an Explorer (all military sects) beginning before Vietnam. He looks great for his age. He is also doing an undercover job for the FBI BEGRUDGINGLY. He will turn on all of you, just wait and see. Ed, please put Mike on your motorcycle insurance TODAY. List him as your GRANDSON. He will get the joke in a BRIGADEER way. Have fun, guys, as you see each other actually and now Mike knows that Ed IS the Predator from the movies made in his vicinity. He knows exactly what is wrong with The Vietcong. Their violence was sexuality that would not cease.

Master Mike

Master Mike from Chung Moo Quan, I sense you near today. I feel as if, after the failed mission in Muncie, IN, you have been held for torture in North Korea the whole time. I have been tortured in society in a much more bizarre and painful fashion. You are now my ALL STAR. You are welcome here, ONCE. I need you for later. Our HOLLODECK studies are famous and you need to stay my number two for infinity. I definitely would have married you, but times are different now. We will have a better unity. You received the key today, the South Korean military records about me. You knew somehow I was light and royalty, but that I needed NO SEXUALITY in my martial artistry. Thank you for that. The records show that George is my father and that he was ALWAYS Brigadear General. You did not sense the military, but in Muncie, we surely went into full on battle. You brought me back after 2 minutes on the other side, with CPR. I coughed up bloody water in a vicinity where there there was none. You have a pal in vicinity. Start your play time with your pyro ability studies in South Minneapolis. It will no longer be on tv. I miss you and I am grateful for the time we studied and survived together. Know that North Korea will now stay away, but they may go after others from our dojo or in vicinity who keep speaking against me. My Chung Moo tattoo still looks like new. Let's put the same one on your right bicep and then take you to Waikiki, where the island boys will find you and take you to the North Shore. You can then show them the martial artistry you can do with a surf board. They will then take you to their private beach where there are little waves and you can learn to surf by getting your balance back. Water torture of you has made your inner ear completely chaotic. Never see things as a disability. See it as an ability yet to be seen.

Twin Authority

I watched PITCH PERFECT and THE RAILWAY MAN last night. Now those were polar opposites. Both were okay, and it did take up a few hours. The Railway Man had a lot full on torture scenes so it was hard to see. I now know the realities of torture, and thus I understand why it is so personal to me. I have had to stand since birth. I hope sometime soon I will be free. TWINS are coming into play. Identical German "Peter" identical twins are in vicinity. Guys, I am STABILIZING the building and vicinity, thus when I go away this weekend, all will be well. Just know your vicinity and you will be okay.

Lie About Me Like a Turkish Rug

I am sensing deceit in the form of questioning my authority. It is not a good idea. My Line Deputy or my Chung Moo Quan dojo could show up any day. Vipassna could stop in and you will never think clearly again. YOUR affiliations and notorieties are few and far between, so you put that on me. I just keep moving and writing even when it seems bland and tremendously forgettable, amassing a body of work day to day. The one place you can go to confirm my work and volunteer activities is a place that I never worked at all. Through the dramatic, comedic, and sometimes telekinetic, I have won enough battles to obtain a quiet position at McCormick and Schmicks through a security company in Indiana. I express and HE actually checks the facts and hears the lies. Lies make this almighty RAGE. If I was not right on, I would be dead. I am surrounded by cruel brutality, but I will continue to work as a very special confidential informant for now. I believe that my KING will come as soon as it is safe.

Here Kitty Kitty

I saw a sweet little cat on the lawn in between the two, mainly Latino filled, apartments behind my apartment building. His eyes were as deep as the sea beyond the continental shelf. Many entities, one goal: to keep me safe. A network replies to those enemies of God. It is time for identities to be revealed. I will not chop down that tree right here and now. Self motivation is the only way to emancipate self and those who winners will be linked to. My cat, Triumph, who just crossed over to the other side kept it stable and safe, thus the cat stay silent as a wave at sea and as still as a stone under a newly waking sky.

The Absence of Safety

I am getting that people are about to go down the rabbit hole and they are experiencing the foreign emotion called FEAR. I am also getting that today is very important, thus quite dangerous. The whole view is a bit obstructed, like the skyline by the new stadium project. I am staying alert and aware. It is not a good idea to steal from me anymore. Jorge came to see me two nights ago. It was a brief visit, but it was time enough for him to peruse the pictures on my walls and bureaus. He now understands the holy around me, and he now understands my circumstances. Keep your quick thinking head held high.

Ian Earns His Wings

I am thinking of my friend IAN from Indianapolis. He worked as a mentor for a program that was set up to help young fathers get jobs that paid a living wage for them and their families (connected to Wishard Hospital), but he was actually a math genius underneath. He came into Bearcats when I worked as a server there, after a long bike ride with a friend. He would stop by every so often and I spent the time at his apartment once or twice. He is the ONLY living WITNESS against Midtown Mental Health (also connected to Wishard Hospital) regarding their torture of me at The Priscilla Apartments. Ian, I can feel you near. It is okay to stay at bay or to pop by if you need to. Just understand that my work is here for now and I cannot go to Indy with you even for a visit. Go to the police TODAY with all that you have. Talk to the first Sheriff Deputy that you see in the City/ County Building. Have NO METAL in your pockets or you could get shot today. The stakes are higher than they have ever been.

Please Call Me Hope

I see you and your tattoos. You are vampire to me. Maybe I see you as a juicy treat who is complete. So much military in your background, I could feel safe to infer that blood lust is all over me. Maybe a doctor's office IS the best place for two vampires to meet. It is okay that you went through a rough patch and drank my blood draw that one time. You are sweet and kind and I love your body and your body of evidence (ie your telepathy). Black ops is your "lie" but now it is your truth. Being in the wilderness hurts, so finding you, alone in that room, I can see what I will allow and what I will not. My answer is YES, but you have to come to me. My phone number and address are in my file. Thank you for being the cleanup crew on my files and my life. I needed you today as HEROINE trade is stalking me today. I just called Jorge because I felt he was blue, thus I told him that I am keeping him in my thoughts and prayers. He is truly sensitive werewolf. My master sees you as a good buddy match for me. Maybe you would like to dive The Midera with me. I've done it in a wetsuit, now I would need a retrofitted DRY SUIT. Lake Superior is too cold for this soldier who has had to fight the elements of severe shock and hypothermia on mission. I breath in and draw in the disease and release you from the chains as you are now ordained with ECSTACY.

One Card Monte

It was a time in my life I wished to forget, so I did. Since I was young, I had this "gift." Well it is time for repayment MONTE from ATO fame. Your Hell's Angels father could not keep your frat doors open when you brought HEROINE trade to Hamline University (St. Paul, MN). I stood up for a friend who was raped by you in their basement. I went by Jenny at the time and she went by Jenn. My mother even married her and her longtime boyfriend years later. You stalked and even got your Vice President to be my residential adviser and he got a key to my dorm room. I got three pledges to not pledge that year. A year later (when I was on the East/ West Marine Bio Program) you were taken away in handcuffs and the doors were locked for eternity. It did not matter that you were president of that frat, internationally. Well, I kept the Hell's Angels off our campus, saved my ex-boyfriend and his CIA double safe and alive for future testimony. I also did an independent Rape and Sexual Abuse Project (A Campus Perspective) with volunteers and the drama department. Many sat back with every attack you sent my way, but no more down low Penn time. The Angels and the Line deputy will find you today and you can now deal with the nation of vampirics. The rest is HISTORY. The winners (us) will write the true story completely one day. Enough said.

Hell's Angels Beside Me

With all of the activity in Waco, TX, I think back to my experience with, Sonny, the head of The Hell's Angels. Afterward my term of endearment for him was SKELETOR. His face became more skull like throughout the night we spent together. I went to Coaches Bar in Indy after work at Smokey Bones one day and he was sitting at the bar alone. I bellied up to the bar at my normal end seat and he began talking to me. He bought me a few drinks which I allowed after Adam, the bartender, begged me to do so. I kept it simple. After telling me that he had been married 7 times and sharing his industry, TRUCKING, he asked me to marry him. I said no jokingly and we went back to his little shack. He holds these mysteriously in all major cities for pennies a day. He is tremendously rich, but he never wastes anything. Midland, Texas, billionaires are his game. Sonny, please have a leiutenant with you, by your side, all week. BOTH of you need to be armed with a pistol, an automatic weapon, and a knife just above your ankle hidden away. Keep your schedule completely the same, and show no fear or feeling at all. You may see some things that you cannot explain, so just don't speak about it or the whole crew will turn on you and say that you have dementia. Whatever, show them how STRONG and quick you can be in a fist fight. You will look younger every day. 78 is just a number and an amazing badge of honor, glory, and courage. Love, Hope

The House of Our Dreams

Now today, people, my Line Deputy of Marion County (Indiana) gets it. I am not only completely innocent, stable, and truthful entity, but the lines come to me again and again because I have predated upon, in person and tunnel through, by all who look at me with those eyes. His rage will not keep him in a cage this time. He will go house hunting and start to build our dreams there in Indy. He can buy little knick knacks and furniture and the perfect Temprepedic mattress for my back, neck and spine. He can find pictures that we can just stair at and get lost in for days. He can get the perfect room for growing cannabis. He can start any experiment with me to heal what ails me. It is all military, thus well defined and perfectly internationally legal. Line Deputy, get some BOARD SHORTS from OAHU and go in Geist Reseviour and see if you can catch a fish with your bare hands. Electrodes there will lead them, honey. I can't wait for your aromatherapy mixed with your hands on healing on my lower spine. I miss you infinity. Love, Hope

Birthing A Glass Menagerie

The boundaries of BUTTERFLY are in my vicinity today. Many colors, but the same shape. Patterns are chosen out of the eye of cheetah. The poisonous trees of Africa that can poke you once and kill you, are hanging above me as well. I see a rabbit saying hi every night I come home. So few people know that they are basically nocturnal. The clocks tick and I can see my brother skating on hockey skates on the pond behind our house as we grew up. In summer we would use our canoe. By the time we moved away, the water had dried up and the friendships too. I will resist, but you persist. Hello Line Deputy, start looking for a mansion with brick in the houses by Geist Reseviour. I have jet skied on that Reseviour for a scavenger hunt, and gone to a party where I spent the night, in those houses as well. We will write our own tale, with our own animal collection. Glass Menagerie is FBI for you at this point in divinity. Now being the FBI "computer" (convicted sex offender data base for all entities in all industry) will come in very helpful. It's all in his head, guys. Stay away from me. I approach the places I need to be until HE can be in my vicinity.

Amen

I have been laying very low the last few days. Exhaustion has been my melody and turning off my brain has been my harmony. Meditational mind is 4 to 1 more effective than sleep. I feel fairly disconnected. I am swimming in a soup of negativity and intimidation. Another entity would be severely paranoid. I am just tired and emotionally raw. How much anger can just ONE person take out on me for just being the entity of thought, rhythm, and purpose? I choose to be very consciously sweet, NOT negative. As these trees grow greener every day they could be swept away any day if the world keeps torturing the entities of change and prosperity. I move around the tree of the military and acknowledge The General on CNN this morning about a raid yesterday. Well GENERAL, I have been waking up at least once a week on a bed that is shaking from side to side. No explanation at all. Delta force is just a way to say soldiers who can keep their mouths SHUT no matter what. I received the CIA in vicinity the other day. You DID NOT know that he was Mormon and almost leaning towards prochoice. I put a stop to that. I just started the conversation saying, "I love your cuff links." He returned that his wife had bought them for him on a trip to DC. This man stalks and never talks. In his bag you will find everything a Mormon Asassin needs. I am Sodium Pentathol, baby, baby. It is okay. The other guy on the other side was MUSIC INDUSTRY and his confession was that he was adopted and did not really know the exact date he was born. He piggybacked on our verbal communication and then I set you both off as a "date who can relate" that night. AMEN

Baby Giraffe

Baby giraffe, come with me. We will hide behind a tree. Play with all who "wait" upon me. Help them to see the FUNNY of sexuality. Buckin bronco giraffe, you will be in a rodeo hat this week. It is your day to be elite. Sweet sweet sweet.

Apex Before Nexus

My trip to The Como Zoo was great today, but because of the rain, they did not have the gorilla baby, Arlene, on display. The orangutan mother had her baby right by the glass. It was adorable. I feel as if light is grey and my dreams are as well. I pick the door that may bring me the most shelter, but sometimes the tsunamis of change creep in. Animals come and go. I already miss you, Triumph. My 18 year old cat was ushered into the night yesterday, but maybe you come through the new babies at the zoo, especially the little philosophical giraffe little one. I am on top of the tide, but surfing is not an option when gravity is your destiny. Lust is an invention within this realm today. I reach toward the long arm of descent and I find an archaic suggestion of defeat without direction. The intersection of divinities is a challenge as I deal with the strange and deranged in a wilderness beyond my dreams. Love the light with me and the animals will journey to your open arms. Here I state a beginning that will never be an end. Reading is a way to impede, but I will suggest it to the diseased as they warm a bit in the conundrum of the heaven's folly. Be well and find the inflation in a space and place where television is only a cardinal sin.

Peyton, Play It Like You Mean It

It is 6 am and I am at Starbucks already. Sleep was not to be last night. I will write and communicate for a few hours and then I can go home and try once again for a restful slumber without the haunting little girl (about the age of 3) who keeps throwing me around the room with telekinesis in my dreams. It is a reoccuring nightmare that only gets stronger by the week. Nightwalkers do also take advantage of the low light of dawn and predawn as well. I am tired of all of the play of corporations every day. They KNOW what is about to be, but they continue their illegal and unethical practices. Everyone is literally insane and could not even write their NAME correctly on a MMPI (Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Inventory). Wait until CEOs (Chief Executive Officers), and NOT CFOs (Chief Financial Officers) are on the commitment podium. It matters not what you say. If you are there in the courtroom, they have already judged you insane for whatever reason. It could just be your "fashion sense" or crazy haircuts that stand for inconsistency in football community for children coming up in that chain. Their is no age limit in either direction either. They can have command of ALL aspects of your life, for whatever reason, for as long as they see fit. After all it is "for your own good. You do not know what it is best, MOLESTERS do." Enough said. Mr. Peyton Manning on the stand today.

A Learning Journey for My Master

I keep things inside and say nothing much of the time. Telepathic vibe is the only way to get out of this state of the irate. There is you, you, and you, but watch out for HIM. He is the God in the stars and the bars in The Middle East. I sense the Line Deputy getting into his Satanic special made black Bronco that actually looks like a black extended cab with wheels infinity. As it drives past it mysteriously reads Marion County Sheriff. A bit of deceit is needed in this vicinity so that I can have my notoriety there. Check the transmission fluid, sweetie, before you journey here, BY YOURSELF, to Hennepin County to do JUSTICE WORK. It is Officer Richard, the actual conscious torturer from Women's Penn. Shakopee who is hooking a suspension up that can climb the hills of your journey. You ALWAYS feel like you are going up hill. Just remember how sado masochistic he is. He will not take your stalking and gawking. LD he is like 6'8" and burley, probably over 300 lbs. He DOES have a beard and dark hair and eyes. They Line Deputy has beautiful blue eyes, with dark hair in crew cut fashion and is about 6'4", but highly telekinetic in battle. He is stalky like you Officer Richard, but he has a black CROSS tattoo on his forearm. Officer Richard is HIGHLY werewolfery and in RUT this week. He will be around WCCO. Watch out Mr. Lauritsen. Line Deputy you have eight cylinders. Use them ALL, simultaneously while righting the steering column like a horse if you need to. I put the ring back on. I just don't want to explain and ultimately make people nervous as well. I miss you. Your telepathy nourishes me. Things are in flux so I need you to check my TCF Bank account expenditures. Please only show yourself through the windows downtown except at Starbucks. They are ready for the freaky and will not gawk at you, but they may verbalize some pretty funny things. I exist as the HOLDING COMPANY for the IDS. It is TAFT Holding Company which originally belonged to President Taft. In terms of shares in the offices AND businesses there, it is straight NYSE Dow Jones, thus PUBLICLY traded. NASDAQ is for technical stocks only, and there are none registered in this vicinity. It is a truly VAMPIRIC (American Vampirirc) tribe who owns those stocks. It is a LEGAL monopoly. It is legal because of me which makes it military through the US Army. These vampires might be shy to actually meet you because they are gaga about you and your abilities. They are all white male corporate attorneys. The Line Deputy is basically all CRIMINAL LAW, thus any crime committed, he can defend in the most sereptitious way possible. Brain and blood drain very publicly, remotely. He will become VERBOSE soon enough when you all have unity. The Line Deputy is HARVARD LAW and is Czeck Vampiric, thus he is larger and has a crushing jaw line. I am International Law, thus everything, including JAG work, and my degree is from Hamline University Law School. We make a great pair. I love you LD. Hope

The Here and Now

I sit quietly and feel the breeze of all nations. I am here for others and I am fatigued. I wish for others to learn by themselves. I love talking to others, but I am so sick of the betrayal and deceit. I walk into a hall and people become quiet and walk away. I am not stupid. I know that this is torturous words against my soul. I find people I like and love, but the lies continue to swirl around. I have RAGE and I would like vengance on my behalf. Maybe one day my screams will be heard. Watch out, maybe I just create a new universe with my people without sin. I can only hope for such a magnificent reality.

Beauty Mysteries

Maybe Red Hot chili Peppers have it right. Maybe I could be the "first born unicorn" from Californication. Always here to teach and heal and shed new light on matters that are a disgrace. I sit here thinking of the sensual side of "angels in the architecture." I collect like a glass menagerie. The tops are not on TV, except for one or two. Be careful where you place your faith in this time and space. I am happy to just be the entity who is interesting to sit next to on a train or turbulent plane, for now. It kind of gets in your monkey curiosity, but PLEASE do not stalk and wish me harm. I've had enough of that my whole life. I chose to just walk away, thus I knew very little of the deceit. I use music and a dream to guide the boat, GYPSY who cut my hair the other day. I recognized her gypsy coin necklace. I let her know that we DO have a beautitian in our family. She had a full beauty station in her basement and is a great mystery to society. She is Appalachian Witchcraft and she is wealthy times infinity. Nexxus just ONE of her companies. She is my Aunt Karen (really my half sister). She is my middle namesake. I just do it naturally by reading directions and using common sense and observation of others' style and grace. Maybe I could do a COLOR job for you, Karen (not highlights). We can just use FERIA from Loreal and the highlights will just appear. We will then use a styling product that curls (SEXYCURLYHAIR), letting it dry and then using you fingers to pull out the curly volume and beauty. You get to then CUT IT yourself the next day. Hooray. I will then pin you as DAUGHTERS OF THE REVOLUTION (sorority) that day. YOU will be my LEGACY. There can only be one. We will keep that pin at my private bank in Owatonna. It is a national historic sight. NO ONE gets in there at night.

Pyro Costars

The light dances as the flames begin to burn up the wall. A fear at gazing upon something so majestic is quite tangible. Knowing that each flame has its own name and star causes the brain to see it as bizarre. Smoke becomes deafening, is sometimes the deceit of the whole dance. Seeing this live is rare, unless you are the tamers who set the flames to light tonight. Maybe it is CASTLE, and his lovely costar, you are looking for.

New FIRE PUPPIES

A State Fire Conference is in town. Guys, have a great time. Two firemen were just in here, at Starbucks, getting coffee. As a field, Pyro Engineering is a quiet art of deceit. Finding the flame after its glowing glory is a bit of wizardry and finding the accellerant and flash point is found by smell when the chemicals and water have doused the life of the fire. It is a fun game, and ALL compete. Let's now teach GERMAN SHEPARDS how to do it too. Tunnel through the wizardry to find the base of the deed, and then give accellerant tests to German Shepard PUPPIES. You guys will never have as much fun as you will for this training program.

Engineering, A Blow to the Head

Mr. Pacquiao, ring ring may be the sound you hear today. It is not me, but I suggest that you do NOT pick up that internal phone. Vegas stay is a good idea. My dance card is full, and my engineering list is as well. I was engaged to a Quality Engineer from Whooster Poly Tech Institute (connection to Pyro engineering) for four years. All who do Vipassna meditation and Kenny from Glasgow engineering school learned around me as well. Then there is most of my friends from the boy's swim team, a year older, are all electrical engineers from the U of MN. One I dated for about 3 months. There is then the whole "Tanner's Lake" crew from my family who are the ghost in the entire 3M team. My step brother is an engineer for 3M as well. About age of three was when they got me. I am now just a private citizen who barely votes as people see. Well, ALL, Pacquiao is not going to get the key. I am Marine Bioengineering which did not exist way back when. I helped to develop organisms who could survive in BRACKISH water that could be consumed actually. Planaria and SEA STARS are BOTH regenerators who can survive these and intertidal zones. It took PhD Genetics research at Hamline University for me and then PhD work in British Columbia (out of the U.S.) Intertidal zones to develop the theories and the need. ANYONE can become an engineer with the massive witchery and wizardry around this field. I now take back the key. Hmong General sitting next to me is my witness. Enough said.

I Baptize You as FROG

In dreams I find a cognition that people cannot see. Today, a FROG appeared in my hand out of a glob of jelly. In this space, I wake in the dream and find that I have slit my throat. It was beyond weird and totally placed in my unconscious. The changes in my body made everything green today as I entered the downtown vicinity tonight. Police were everywhere and on my bus as well. Tony, drop the sharpshooter rifle, and adopt a GOLDEN GLOCK. It will make every shot perfect. Just use weapons for SELF DEFENSE. No more protecting or sharpshooting for presidency. I am here if you need me, but I have taken your case to national security source. No more beating up on Tony, and Tony stop and think before you speak, especially when drinking your vodka and cranberries. I make THAT the official drink of SKINHEAD NATION today. You can now verbalize, very legally, without conflict of interest, that you head that society, and also verbalize WHY. I take you to the river, Tony, and have you give up earthworm witchery and newly adopt FROG. Ribbit ribbit.

Master, I Am Your Baby to Eternity

Luckily, I made it to Old Chicago before the rain and hail storm. Everything is kind of a cosmic soup today. People and energies intermingle and I feel a bit retarded on the other side. I try to grasp something to be, but it as all just me. People do come through, but I am left on my own. I feel a kind of deafening silence caused my an overwhelming telepathic stream. I was happy to hear that the royal baby was born, and it is sweet that it is a girl. I choose not to even guess at a name. I joked about my vampiric self with a man downtown on Friday and then sent him to Comic Con. Maybe there are some beings in the darkness, lurking, and even protecting today. Master, your baby is ready to be born into your world today.

Rhythem of Rage

Orders, beyond the sea and the dream. Blood ties, but not bound by the sire's fangs. Sensual core, and a lifetime of desertion. Greenery, beyond geometry. New flora and new fauna. Frames put to ice on a movie screen. Death of a swindler to intelligence nation. I work for eternity for you all to see this geometry. Sounds tend to smell in this time and space. I survive the INNANE, by ignoring my pain. Music funds my core and I seem to be the girl next door. Beneath there is a fire that I spew molten towards your vicinity. There will be a day, in my master's arms, that I can spit these acidic and deathly words your way. Get out of my way before I kiss you, actually. Maybe Ireland taught me that that is the kiss of death, and my brother held the golden LUGAR to the the face of Jew. Measely offerings will not quell my desire in all ways. Keep it up, buttercups, and my GRAND MASTER of the KKK will be at your windowsill today. It's not what you think. His teeth can even seem like the grand ALIEN SERPANT as well.

The MASTER of James

Last night I saw two movies, "Pictures and Words" and "The Signal." I noticed a clock on the wall that looked the same in both. It was one of those school clocks on the wall. In the first it was 12:20 pm when the main character looked in "Pictures and Words". In "The Signal", the main character looks at the same clock and it is stuck at 12:30 pm. I felt like these films were paired by a highly intelligent and artistic being of the stars. His name is James Masters and has made it in many industries, but he guards his privacy. Astral projection produces his psychic nature. I believe that he is head IRA and from Belfast, Ireland. He is a PRINCE and the only true vampire on the Buffy and Angel series. He is a poetic and he taught at a collegic level in CA. His only sire is the vampire I met in Edinborough, Scotland, who was posing as a vampire for a haunted tour of the Edinborough Castle at night. It was fun and funny. He carried a "barbary" bag (it looks like an old doctor's bag) that I now believe was James'. I found him, James, and now you can start your own "tribe" of blood drinking astral projecting IRISH vampiric entities. The imagery there is infinity. Stay away from the Sein Fein. A new prince exists there and it is time for a competition between you two and Prince Harry who is an "adopted" being from Dublin, Ireland. Having the trinity of Irish Princes compete from different klans will complete a need for safety for me in this vicinity. Stay away from Brit's, James. Harry is handling that downtown "bowling" bar all by himself. All workers there except one undercover Sein Fein are all born in Britain. James, I do not study poetry, I WRITE poetry. If I look into the wizardry images that I created and were taken from my brain and head space would block me for eternity. I do not judge, I use poetry to get me UNBLOCKED, actually. Enough said.