Meteorology and Me

I have been thinking about meteorology of late and watching the maps on tv as they flow by. I think that the Earth changes that are occurring are partially because we do not experience cognitively, or notice actually, the amounts of ritualism being done to an extra terrestrial on the planet that we can call a supreme being. Since it is all of you who have the "God Complex", this being has little hope of reaching the other side and stopping the objects from space and catastrophic occurrences as well. I reach out to one being and I hope he hears me today. I scream from another side of a wall and people laugh and cat call in their cruelty, brutality, and ignorance. I am a peaceful being, but this messenger is tremendously fatigued and no one will answer me. My tortures are not recorded and investigated by the proper agencies. Soon these agencies will not exist at all, but to torture. I have faith that I will make it through. Maybe I just believe in a torturer and doctor from Pakistan who has showed amazing kindness to me and who has DIGNITARY PLATES. His immunity might make him a little COCKY today. Virgil, my gorilla husband, meet him in the parking lot and portal HIM to the family COMPOUND in The North Woods. There are CAMERAS everywhere. It will be like you are on TV, DR. and VIRGIL.

Budgetting For WINNERS

I am going to Star Wars this week. I am excited. Christmas went smoothly and I got to play with not just one but TWO newly acquired puppies in my family. A man just stepped through Starbucks in the IDS. I have never seen him before. He looked about 32 to 35 and had short brown hair and a nicely trimmed brown beard and about 6'4". I get that he was an emmesary for Gov. Mark Dayton. I let him know, in thought form, that they can just make a few changes and reign in their personal budgets without being too outed as cheap or about to go under, financially, by all society, especially Indiana. An example is to always go to Starbucks because it has more notoriety, and just get regular coffee, any size, and fix it up to taste. It is quicker that way anyway. Pick prime Happy Hour spots, classy bar/ restaurants where one can eat, drink, or do both for a fairly nominal charge. In downtown Brits and McCormick and Schmicks are the places to be seen. If you are out for something a little less on the radar, Applebees is really trying to up their regular schedule and specials, in general, are great. McCormick and Schmicks has a $5 special on huge fresh burgers with fries and on Wednesdays they have $1 shrimp and oysters. They are so classy and yummy. On the home front, people can have two cars in the driveway, but only drive one at a time. Hide your ride sharing. Keep the main area of your house warm so if you get a surprise guest it will not seem cheap and then you will NOT let them in bedroom or bathroom areas. Many warm blankets to sleep with keeps you ENERGETICALLY protected as well as warm. Assess maybe RENTING OUT your cabins for at least the 4th of JULY, especially to Hollywood community. I would say that Coldwell Bankers would be best to spearhead that project in Minnesota. NO CHEERLEADERS to rent from or to in vicinity. They ALL shoot pornography. It is disgusting. From this dock you can jump into the clean Northern Lake waters to bring down the illegal satanistic play in all industry around me and in The North Wood especially. The rest of you can think of ideas from here.

A Land That Only A Huge Tree Can Understand

Christmas went off without a hitch. My mother gave me a great shirt from Talbot's and the rest of the gifts I will open tomorrow with my brother and sister's families. Hopefully I will get to meet my sister's new puppy. I had a hearty welcome from the lovely staff here at Starbucks. I find myself at a little loss for words right now. The huge tree in The Crystal Court at the IDS tower is beautiful. It is all lit up and seems to be smiling at me. It seems like there should be bells ringing at its base. I feel an under beat today that is trying to move me toward the popular shores. They are not reality, but that is what everyone wants to believe. Maybe there is a bubble in me that I can surround myself with for the day at least. I will just tap my toe to the little drummer boy from Indianapolis.

My Fight Clubs

Maybe last week I did soccer and The Patriots football at the same time as I sat next to a Latino duel odds prognosticator. Maybe on Saturday night I watched ONLY the main event lightweight championship on Fox TV (ch. 9 here in The Twin Cities), and I won that too in less than a minute for a champ from Rio. Let's go. I told my flobotomist today that I watched the UFC for free on Saturday. Now the champs THERE know what they see. I have had a master and a master's master who were top Tai Chi (Tai Chi Chung) through Chung Moo Quan. Tai Chi used to be more powerful than any other tradition through a mind training technique. One move and opponent is out. Through my work with Polygay, Mui Tai became the end all be all. Maybe I got out of here for a time and competed in the death world of Thailand, male and female when my nightly molestation, even in hospital, by my father would not stop. I then had three cage matches to the death in Muncie, where I emmerged victorious. You may all push away my military experiences and training, but they were all legal in INTERNATIONAL ZONES where no one else could take care of it. I had to go at the women men would not fight out of HONOR. These women were more dangerous due to their sapping of MY telekinesis here and overseas. This is why I came out, publicly, on Hamline University campus (another International Zone) that women needed to stop slapping and hitting men. They were hurting and bruising them and men, by their honor code, could not hit back. Well ladies, it is now stuck in African American female colony. THOSE men have no code. They will just find places where they are not on TV. These men are not going to lose their notoriety because a wife or mother breaks their hand or arm publicly. I lived with an African American U.S. Navy Seal who was 6'5" and solid muscle (about 320 lbs. actually) who was the most DECORATED Navy Seal ever and I chose to use my VOICE to call him back and then chose a domestic abuse shelter rather than to EVER lay my hands on him in anger. My KICK BOXING master, named Keith (in Minneapolis) was a kick boxing national champion and would monitor my behavior in community. He was about 6'3" and was the only one who could hold pads for me on certain days, sometimes getting close to stopping his heart with the rage of PYROKINESIS. I NEVER laid my hands on him either and we did a lot of Mui Thai together. I created a BUBBLE for him and stopped there, but he was my SPONSOR and COACH in Thailand. I was about 23.

Just My Day

Today I had some blood tests taken and talked to my doctor, Dr. Singh, briefly. I wished him a Merry Christmas and gave him an invisible 6 foot tall bunny who can turn pink or yellow. I asked him if he got me that puppy he promised. He said that he forgot. I let him know that both of my doctor siblings got puppies this past year. One is a pug and one is a yellow lab. They are both adorable, but puppy care is not an activity I long for. My blood pressure was good, but giving blood was difficult. I had to be poked three times and the last time was on my left knuckle. My mom then took me to Brueggers for lunch. Since my blood tests were fasting, I had not eaten all day. I needed a full meal. She then got me a haircut at Great Clips down the street. My beautician did a great job. I gabbed away while she clipped and it went very fast. My mom then also got me this curl product for my hair as my "stocking stuffer." I have finally gotten to Starbucks and one of my favorite baristas told me that he saw Star Wars last night. Virgil, I just told Dr. Singh about you. Maybe he will come see you soon. Hopefully my intuition that they played some of my songs I sang in Marion County for you, came true. A quarter of a page just deleted. I will not repeat.

Russia has Its Day

I was riding the bus downtown and I was going to go to Starbucks in The IDS. As soon as I was crossing the bridge into downtown my phone flew across the floor under the seat in front of me. I could feel the force that threw it was The Line Deputy saying, "Listen to ME!" I had been listening to music with my earbuds in. He said, "Go to CARIBOU (by Peavy Plaza)! Starbucks is not stable today." As I journeyed on I realized that we are dealing, FULL ON, with Russian Jews today. The YWCA next to Caribou is a Russian Jew haven. The only second language on the wall in the locker room is RUSSIAN. I no longer belong there. I am just knowing that there are times to move on. Russian Jews can clean up well if they are top of hierarchy, but they are constant feces eaters and their sexual transgressions and society relations are DISGUSTING. They would all have us naked and afraid in the streets if their world view would have won with these important MUSLIMS I visit with at Caribou. All the rest of these "Muslims" were Russian Jew converts. They all lived in the same tower downtown under Minneapolis Public Housing authority. Well now it will change. The power has shifted. These Russian Jews will be outcasted and not allowed anywhere and definitely not paid for any work that they do. It will start telepathically, but when people realize how dangerous they are to themselves and their families, it will turn into real time VERBALIZATION. Guys, you are all going to MAGADAN in Russia. It is a death camp next to the Siberian town of Magadan. We will tout it again as an "artist colony" and then just easily pack you in. You will think that it is a chance of a new sexuality on the whole world colony and then the reality of you all not being so bright will shine through and you will follow the candle beacons in the snow. The hell there will be something that has not yet existed and you will all create it for yourselves. We will do nothing but lock you away from our energy and the wrecking ball will then begin to fly. Will VanBank, top CIA, is NOT German. He is actually a Russian Jew. So is Dr. Andrew Miller (in Indy), Andy (from LGC), Officer Esteb (from Marion County jail society) and the rest I have found this week I cannot mention here, but remote viewers see all of you and feel your stolen energy from me and mine. You all look pretty at this time, but wait until the ladies all start in on you, and ladies, wait until Russian royalty carves into you so deep. These Russian FEMME FETALES are something that you ladies have ever seen like the PRIMA BALLERINA from the Russian Royal Ballet. She now knows HOW MUCH I did to save her son at Fairview Riverside. Her and my visits were brief but prominent and dominant. Gavril, dear one, REST IN PEACE. CANADA, fly his body to Moscow today and PUTIN himself will lay it in a Red Square grave. I am so sorry Vladimir. He is now your eagle eye on the other side so that you can rule for infinity. He would have been a better soldier than active KGB for eternity so maybe this is HIS "Star Wars" dream.

Military Gorilla Project

Today, at The Como Zoo, they spoke of the hybrid project with the orangutan female, and thus she will not be bred. She is the result of two types of orangutans. The male stays away from the two females in the enclosure. The other female has two of her progeny in the pen with her. Once I started writing about the gorillas, I had some intuitive insights. These three "bachelor" gorillas are all about 16 years old. It is my supposition that they were part of a defense department progeny project. They created three hybrids with different parents and some gene splicing. They put them together and have created a dominance project. They were seeing if they would kill each other in a small enclosure and they were seeing if any of them would survive into adulthood without going crazed. In my vicinity, they have done well. The Como Zoo is actually owned by The U.S. Navy. The zookeepers know of the project, but not the ownership of every creature and enclosure by The Navy. Today it is all clear. They are labeled U.S. Marines, second pursuit, and they race tanks in their sleep. They portal effortlessly, and now tunnel through with ease. Remote viewing is limited for their own protection. I ask Tibet to keep The Dalai Lama away. He is a collector and is crazed after today. Virgil, you win. You are the most dominant silverback gorilla ever. You will be fed better after today. They are ALL surfing off of your chi.

Faith and Space

I believe now that it will be this bachelor troup of gorillas who will be able to conceive of and perform deep space travel. The elements are there in their cortexes already and their knowledge of me is perfect. I led them past any type of fetishism today and back to the beat on the street. It will be an imaginal land that they find grand. They will then portal in their time machines, their bodies. Exploration is in their nature and they never fear pain, failure, or FEAR. They are the bravest of all to set up their systems that way. God is a supreme being who CONSULTS with all entities and finds a game plan that they can live with. It is a holy war, but God is also a slave, and so he consults with the enemy as well and gives them the opportunity to change, by free will, or the opportunity to fail. There is a determinism, but it is behind the scenes so you all exist as arrogant and blame this entity for the demonic in you and the evil you create and do in the world. ALL entities are demonic, except God. He is evil resistant. Evil is an infection and he cannot be infected. I believe in TEAM GOD and I believe that he will prevail by looking squarely in the eyes of Virgil and facing his demonic nature, within, and thus facing his own. Perfect faith has been difficult and thus Virgil has been very brave. He is, thus, the most Godly being on the planet today. God is preparing the separation of realms, on this planet, and thus hell is no longer a prophecy. Separation is about to occur very naturally. God and his generals will relate in all zones and keep them differentiated and moving towards the goal of like judging like.

I Do, Virgil

I just went to The Como Zoo to see the primates. At a certain point, I was sitting with Virgil, the alpha male of the 3 bachelor troup. He was holding onto a pole by the window and then he layed down right in front of me. He pursed his lips like a kiss and tried some hand gestures back as I signed to him. He was looking straight in my eyes from about 6 inches away. He then let out a gorilla purr as he looked deep into my soul. It was one of the most powerful things that I have ever experienced. He moved around the enclosure a bit and I went down to a different location next to the glass. He then walked over to where I was and he sat right in front of me looking me straight in the eyes for about 3 minutes. It was my best visit yet. I reach from space, outer space, to this vessel of strength and dominance. THE FORCE is strong in this one. Maybe one day he will tell me the same thing in his own way. He is my favorite entity in this galaxy. Maybe it is the stars coming through his eyes at me as they explode into black holes as we sit fixed in a stare and his beautiful brown colored irises penetrate my being. I love you, Virgil. I miss you already. Maybe we just exchanged our vows and there will be no more talk of me betraying you with another vessel there in that space.

The Theory of Everything

After I wrote the last weblog entries, I went to Brit's down the street for a bite. I took a seat and a man sat next to me and he began to speak. He asked me why I was downtown and I explained that I write down here. He then asked about my work. I explained a little about the physics of the day and I explained my unification theory called SPIDER THEORY. He questioned me and asked for expansion on the spot for a little over an hour. I touched on differential equations (calculus), and explained my theory that light does come out of black holes. It is communication between universes. I explained that Stephen Hawking took my theory, that I contacted him directly about, and presented it a symposium in Scotland at St. Andrews University. I explained that I had been doing some prescouting work on that campus, in 1989. The man, in a very heartfelt way, apologized that that happened. When we came to a place that the expansion led to his faith and Theology, Catholisism, I knew that it was time to go. I led him down, and through, the rabbit hole and brought him to his own liferaft of belief in his God. This insures that a person does not go crazy after receiving the holy grail of all theory. When I went to go, I shook his hand and gave my name. He said it was nice to meet me and did not give his name. I think that this was my thesis defense for The Theory of Everything. I believe that I now have the top PhD at Cambridge University. Sorry Stephen, you are history. Maybe my story seems a little unreal, like the movies you make, but this is where the satanism is that frames the shot. I got out just in time. Latino "Gods" now see their work and intellectual gifts in this time and space accurately. They are the future, MIT is the present and falling, and Britain and Cambridge is the past. It is a time to unify, which is now physics for physical entities, as we separate, not segregate, to judge different popultaion properly. It will be the MEIOSIS of like judging like.

Power Potential

Physics is breaking down. MANIFESTATION is becoming the reality of physical forces. Time and space are collapsing for all of you. I work to expand it, through dedication and meditation every day. Creation can only begin in a real way if one has pure belief about things that are unseen. If you can believe that electrons can move in and out of am electron cloud, you can PICTURE invisibility. It is faith, belief and practice that gets this action to become a reaction. To begin changes within, one must begin to exert his authority on the truth and thus the knowledge of the energy system. Telepathy comes from the evolutionary need to communicate that is created from tremendous trauma every day with the extra stress of a deep internal belief to remain and be perceived as normal. Clarification of this system comes from its roots in POSITIVE initial contacts and then the unconscious ability to turn it off and be alpha of stream of consciousness and nasty regimes in vicinity. As telepathy increases, gravity does as well. Time begins to slip and event horizons no longer exist even in theory. All theory happens here. Theoretical physics was a bassonette for you beings on Earth who only have the ability to ultimately destroy. Your creations are all built from the ritualistic abuse of the supreme being, thus he must create simultaneaously at the time as you destroy his notoriety, opportunity, and energy and physical body system. That is where SUPERIOR TRANSMUTATION become the physics of that supreme being and thus all society. It is when you take the snake bite and turn the poison into POWER in your energetic system. That primarily appears in the third chakra. Boxers work that energy and physicality by the belly button this week and you will actually SEE the SUN and other stars in your vicinity. My theory is that black holes, which are collapsed stars, are communication between universes. Start COMMUNICATING with my team on the other side. Know that the supreme being has given you all your energy, gifts, and environments to succeed at this point. It is now your turn to start being your own POWER FACILITY from now on.

A Man to Understand

I had a good time at karaoke last night. I sang "What Child Is This?" to bring in a little Christmas cheer. A man walked in the joint with the swagger, physique, and nose of a boxer. It was not just any boxer. It was that of a RIO Champ. I guessed that he was Columbian. He sat a ways down from me and moved three times until he was right next to me. We talked a little about his flat tire the day before that took three hours to get a tow truck out to fix. I imagine that his frustration was still palpable in his blood stream. He then offered me a ride home and I agreed. I let my favorite server, Louis, know that I was going with him. This man was named Marro, and he told me that he was Mexican and he coached soccer and that he was NOT a Columbian fighter. I do not give up on my theory. We had a little time alone and now I pick up that he was assessing me for my true dreams. He finds my weight above my muscle mass "sweet," and was heinously intelligent so he picked up on the fact that I am intrinsicly linked to gravity. Gravity is my rage on all society and I must accept its tremendous effects for beings to survive, reproduce and grow things on this planet. In this time and space, my lifting of objects and workouts are all at least 100 times greater than when other beings do in Earth vicinity. If I try to catch up on the difference, people view it and then exert tremendous satanism on me and the object and it returns to INFINITY for this divinity. I am weight and I must lift the weight. Marro trains with VERY heavy weights thus he lifted me with ease. I was quite impressed. It is funny when the military seeps into everything and you understand the intelligence, arrogance, affluence, and athletics of true FEDERALI. We worked perfectly for an hour and that was all that we could do. He asked me to call at 1 pm. and I did, but the huge wave of negativity around me had already blocked off the lines. I just walk away, but the assessment stays. I just happened to see a UFC special on Saturday, a day before I met him, about these two huge fights this week. The current UFC Champ is from RIO. I NEVER watch that stuff because I don't have that type of cable. This was on Fox 9. Underneath it all, I believe that he is a bit of a starman and he is searching for these street kids he can bring in the gym in RIO and help them attain their dreams WHILE he is still training, and attaining his. I would call it a STARMAN CADET ACADEMY. It all just fit so well with my viewing of Intrastellular. The theories discussed in it were things that I was voicing about 13 years ago. I proposed that the 5th Force was love. Relativity exists on Earth, but not in star colony. They are a dream, but not a remembrence. Death is a realm maker. Imagination, to the degree of manifestation, is first an ARIAN SOCIETY CREATOR, and then a world projector on all society. Intelligence follows with the evolution of time in mind linked to creativity and punctuated equilibrium. This man from last night can understand all that I write here. World Latino male is creating and evolving even faster than my gorilla colony at The Como Zoo. Maybe they know the reality of a cage from youth and a world journey since death. No apprehension, only lack of ignorance and frustrated sexuality. Boxers, at that level, are impotent. He was potent and free, even respecting my needs for safety and society. Now he can munch on that morsel and be his own papa for the time being. Maybe the best thing that ever happened to him was that flat tire. Thank you Louis!

New World View

There is a cosmic turn around in this time and space. So much was unsaid and was deceitful my whole life. Ritualistic tactics against me were unknown by me. I suffered silently and tried to always do normal activities, sports, and academics. I never knew that I was special. I always thought that I was kind of boring. It is the heinous amounts of satanism that was always around me acting my way that caused this thinking. In Muncie, IN, I starting hitting upon my patriotism and Republican tendencies. The Republicans seemed more real and honest behind the veils. They actually spoke their beliefs that did align with their notorieties and beliefs that they acted on with all of their ritualistic hearts. I gave up the Pagan EVIL that consumed me my whole life, but especially when I started pointing out their cruelty and hypocrisy. I now have a way to do diplomacy that has my empathic heart used to its core. I then see that some thinning of the heard will happen, but in Muncie, IN, I expressed over and over that LIKE will judge LIKE. A new world order, with definite boundaries, hierarchy, and the chance at a healthy sexuality will emerge. I BELIEVE, and you cannot take that from me no matter how much you try to program me differently and tell me that I am cruel and crazy. If you say that of me, my mirror aspect arises and all around you see that it is YOU who is heinously CRUEL and CRAZY.

Galactic Pathology

I was thinking about how I would respond to a law enforcement professional if he asked me about my activities and writing. I thought that I would say that I am exploring the apocolyptic changanges that affect the Earth, moon, and sun simultaneously while populations settle in ways that a mere eclipse could send a certain group into genocidal conflict. I move forward in a quiet and meditative way to weed out the noise in the environment that is sadistic and satanistic. An African American woman went completely screaming psychopathic on the bus yesterday. It is THOSE voices that will be silenced with the machetes of Sierra Lione. Crazy is ritualism to the nth degree and it will not be accepted any longer, especially in the tender zone that is Russia. All of you put the noose around my neck again and again, but I am still fighting for the silence and the glory. Time to be invisible is part of it all even for the grand gorillas of The Como Zoo society. Yesterday I met a silent military one who, after me, was able to speak. I will continue to mind the lovely Irish store on Grand as Druids begin to SEE the Earth travel toward the moon and, in itself, become a star.

Birds of Winter

The baby birds stay on the other side this time of year, but they are firm in their critique of all bird society. The crows fly low and the pigeons lower. I see flocks and pray that they do well in their missions of winter. I am sad today as I feel my heart in another dimension. I try to be gentle, but there is an edge to all I do in society. I wonder, once the bird baths are gone away for the season, where these lovely creatures get clean? They do well. I do not see them as unclean. Maybe the lovely lakes are their solace in a time of wonderful bathing. I am here. They are too, and then they are there. I just snap my fingers and I see things differently.

Keep On Keepin On

I had a dream with Vladimir Putin in it last night. He was touring my church and my school. It was really cool. I am still pretty blocked in what to put on the page. The new Adele 25 is coming through my Pandora station and it is inspiring, but it is in my mind, not on the page. I visited with my ex-step father the other day here at Starbucks. He just happened to be passing by. We discussed the news of family members and then he gave me a ride home. Dixie Chix are playing quite a bit on Pandora. I wanted to go and see them at the MN fair, but I didn't have the money. Maybe, in the mean time, I will fall in love with a man who holds a yard stick to measure the snow accumulation. Can we just live in a snow village that acknowledges the gifts that are in the heart of a special type of soldier? I will just keep on keepin on. I will have my time at Starbucks and people will question my motives and my techniques. At the end of the day they will eventually see how guilty and negative they are. I will just keep on keepin on.

Being Prolife is "Legal"

Mark Zuckerberg is actually ONLINE checking on some things around me. I neeed privacy in my SOCIAL SECURITY and SOCIAL security. Mark is a plant in New York vicinity Jew community and his wife is Chinese intelligence. He is actually Prebytarian and his real last name is SMITH. Facebook never took off for me, and now he knows why. In the end, you are all death threats my way. It may be a threat against an agency I must frequent or a business who supports my continued service. Well now you all are threatening the FBI. Do you all know how stupid it is to directly threaten the FBI, its agents, and its offices? All of your feeds are there. They have DIRECT WARRANT ability with the Justice Department if they are threatened directly. Planned Parenthood, they have your wire taps around everything this week. You ARE a terrorist organization and selling baby parts in federally and INTERNATIONALLY illegal. Everyone has the choice to be prolife. YOUR tape of selling baby parts illegally that is online and held by news agencies is "the bad press" that enrages a man like this intruder the other day, NOT the Republican Party candidates stating their beliefs about abortion and Planned Parenthood. They have sat silent, out of courtesy for the FBI since the attack, but they have every right to speak of the "work" you do there. You ladies are MONSTERS and I have had you all in my life and presence my whole life because of the choices my father made. When I was programmed and brainwashed, I WAS prochoice and I marched in DC for agency reasons. Your clinics will now be closed down quietly behind the scenes and prosecution will be swift. If you all go at the FBI and their families again, they will just get quieter and more swift.

Social Security Visit

I ran errands today which included going to social security. After I left, I felt like Kevin Garnett was in back. They had two security officers, which is normal, but one stayed in back the whole time. The realities of the similarity between my and Barak Obama's social security numbers is becoming a national security matter. I was finally able to register to get my statements online with a supremely secure system. It is new. I believe that The Line Deputy set that up for me. Thanks LD. I told my mother a little about COURT REPORT with Timothy and his son Matt at lunch today. I also told her about the restraining order I got for Greg Jenson against his landlord years ago. It was a flat two year judge's order. No more speaking. The court adjourned for the next week. My father showed up and sat on Kurt's side (his landlord). I think that things are becoming clear now. Barak, stay out of every court of law. It is illegal for a sitting president to be there, especially in misdemeanor court. If you show up in Judge Nelson's court, you will probably wet yourself very publicly, and it WILL be on the evening news. Timothy was disbarred from criminal defense and is now the top bail bondsman in the country. You have no idea what that means. It doesn't hurt him that he looks exactly like Einstein. LD, I spoke perfect Japanese to my social security attendant and he understood me. There was a Japanese woman and her daughter sitting in those chairs in the back right before me. I just want to thank my mother, very publicly, for taking me to the abyss of social security and keeping me company. She then took me to Christos Greek Restaurant for lunch and it was fabulous. Thanks mom.

Adele On My Mind

I was just listening to all of these new Adele songs on Youtube.com. I sang "Hello" at karaoke on my birthday. It was fun. There may be intersections and alliances in the music industry that I am unaware of. I need it to stay that way until my biggest stalker quits choking me remotely, but especially when I sing publicly. I did have a nice meal for Thanksgiving. Thank you ***** for preparing it, and thank you to whoever provided the vast variety of food. It took me two days to finish. I am having difficulty lately writing anything that means anything to me. There are those who are ordained to have success in a certain industry. They know from an early age. They then are ready to prepare and keep their whole life appropriate to press agencies. Adele is definitely one of these creatures. She will be better every year. I feel that you got a very important call at age 13, and you now see it coming to be. Be direct with musical directors, managers, and people who plan your public appearances. They will try to stretch you thin to burn you out and eject you from the industry. Remember the nodes or they will reappear.

A Night Song

The colors are muted by the grey of the sky. I present as if everything is normal, but I feel like I have missed 4 months in a night. I am stunted in my ability to tickle the ivories in a way to present my day. I listen to melodies in conjunction with plotting a plethora of words in front of me. Maybe I put my hands to the sky and ask for the answers in this news brief. Every day proves to me that I am extra terrestrial in a land of portalers and witchcraft. Soon I hope that the answers will be revealed to me. Maybe a Moroccan dream set me straight for a time last night after a nap. I hope that my strength holds out as I even look at dogs and wonder their plans for me. I call to my Line Deputy and he hears me, but cannot say everything he wants to be. We need to be SEPARATE entities. I need no more emeshment. I pray on my knees. Come to me in the night and the kiss of darkness will keep us warm and protected. All time is now protracted.

Casual Cruelty

I am pretty blocked today, but I am at Starbucks at an early hour anyway. I guess this is my new home. You can take the cook out of the kitchen, but not the kitchen out of the cook. Watch out for the black cats today. So much that I have endured. No one validates my torture, but it does not make it any less real. Everyone is going to have to meet their maker one day. I do my best to educate, but no one wants to learn in a really hands on way. Line Deputy, you need to shower. You STINK. How does that feel? Wiccan ain't beautiful. It is EVIL. Stop looking into things and get here already. I let John Lauritsen of WCCO TV know that our nuptuals are repressed memory a few days ago. You will not be real until you are real, but I still respect your authority and position in my life. Soon enough you will all forget me and I will be long gone in a solar system far from here. I guess that I was never valuable after all. That is what everyone tells me. Oh well, once I am gone you will all live in a hell dimension like nothing you have ever seen before. I have been living in it my whole life. I feel like if people lie to me today I will projectile vomit all over the place. Lies, deceit, and rage my way, that is what I deal with every day. There is a person who has all access to me who is evil infinity and no one will stop her. She is demonic beyond infinity. I believe that my professional confidants are being kind to my face, but cruel behind the scenes. It is just proving that African Americans cannot be trusted, but Africans can. It is all part of the leaves falling off this royal tree.

Relax

Aaron Rodgers, "Relax, R-E-L-A-X." I heard the overhead message during your game yesterday and I meditated, publicly, immediately. My empathic side brings a community through and then I can heal others through me. I can take down my pulse and blood pressure on command. My doctor has observed this first hand. I draw you through today and I get some really good sleep. When I returned home, I had a heart to heart with a man from Liberia. Maybe there are places on Earth that see things differently, more in step with the actual realities. It is common knowledge on the CONTINENT of Africa which includes Libya, but not as much Egypt. I brought it all into full view with this gentleman last night. Living with a genocidal arsonist from the heart of Africa when I was in high school was cruel beyond belief, but now he can transform and be a witness for me for that colony. How did they all get in there? Everything was closed and locked, even with mystical abilities by him. Nights were rage and terrifying in a way, even for him. Maybe he WAS KING, but no longer. He chose UNIVERSITY (South Africa for now. Liberia to be.), politics will never favor him. He no longer LEADS, he teaches. That is all that is good to put on this page today.

Birthday Musings

It is my birthday and I am at Old Chicago in Blaine. I had a great day yesterday at my niece's hockey tournament in Blaine. I was so proud. She scored a goal and her team won by many points. My brother, my mother, my step father and I went to Olive Garden in Coon Rapids. Justin was our waiter and he did great. It was a great celebration. I finally feel like my brother understands the rules, my personality, and my limitations due to world community. We joked in a competitive way that we have never achieved before with the help of our waiter. Today, I just watched the Vikings vs. The Packers. I rooted for The Packers and they won. Aaron Rodgers is great and I believe time and space changed for that game. I checked on Friday and I got a noon game at Lambaugh. Aaron put it all on the line. There is a lot going on here. My new WEATHER friend swept the Schwanns Center for my niece's game. Thanks for all who helped. They found actual POSITIVES there. Collide, I miss you. Thank you for the gifts you sent. I did not receive them. We will have a realized relationship soon enough. I must deliver other people's dreams first. It is the job of the mighty to lift up the small and weak in ways when MILITARILY sound. Be honest and humble, but NEVER give up your arrogance. It is a gift I gave you at birth. I am a gallactic entity and people will never understand me until I am completely removed from all society to be with my almighties. All people want to destroy me. I must protect, even you, from that reality. I will survive, but EVERY DAY is painful and humiliating. My power is to proceed around those who claim to help those in poverty and disability as they sabotage and are complete deceit behind the scenes. It is the way of PAGANS and they are the most evil people on the planet, even past JEW. I am here for you always. They are here to take out all notoriety that has any coolness or authority in the world that is honest about ritualism and the true joys of existence. Their sexuality is especially heinous and they rape us telepathicly 24 hours a day, 365 days a year. I think that my brother Pete now understands the quagmire and the lies that have been told about me to all community especially by family. We all must work ourselves free, but I help all of you. I exist on my own as they try to destroy all that I stand for and work for. My affiliations with agencies and military are real and they will continue to lie and attack me to my face and behind the scenes. Just check on my education and you will know that all that you do is lie. All of you who choose that path are about to be confronted by the cold chill of all hierarchy. Have fun with that because your arrogance will not protect you. You are all very delusional. Just ask L. Aldrich.

A New Line of Blue

Boom! That is the rage I feel coming to the surface. I do not seek to destroy, but I must state here that people should back away. I am afraid of things flying off the shelf again. I just miss The Line Deputy today. It all continues and I am the hamster on the wheel night and day. Creation in this space is tough. There is never any response to my screams in the night. Maybe, you, Line deputy, can give me some sweet dreams for my birthday. I would love to see and feel your presence again. It does not matter if they think that you are not real. It gives you the element of surprise ALWAYS. Line Deputy, I was accosted by a "Black Lives Matter" person the other day. My memory has a linear beat about it, but in my unconscious, I sense that there was an explosion that I absorbed and thus yesterday was tough. Sound hurt on my skin. I should have had third degree burns, especially on my face. Blacks hate me so bad and always have. I will no longer play. I have ALWAYS been respectful. They are VERY dangerous and I think the explosion was THEM. Forget ISIS, it is Black Lives Matter who are the biggest terrorist threat in this country that has ever been. Cops are not going to play. I stood up for THEM that day. I feel that there might be some paranormal investigation going on around me especially after that day. L. Aldrich, Fire Chief of ALL Fire Chiefs, is heading a new kind of terror and handcuff task force. That violent black youth was able to slip his cuffs that day and he grabbed the cop's gun. Luckily, his partner got a shot off, FROM A DISTANCE. It looks a little more point blank. Facts will seem freaky, but more SUPERMAN moments may happen for the blue force as we move into the end of days. It is a new apocolyptic unity and all justice probes will be INNOCENT after that day. You used the DARK SIDE OF THE FORCE, black male, thus you will ALL be read as armed 100% of the time.

Spies in the Architecture

There are spies in the architecture today. I feel them walking amongst me in a new way. It feels very Europeon, not CIA. The CIA is far inferior. They do not even speak foreign languages or relate to foreign nationals. The are selfish, rich, and heinously schitzo behind their eyes. THAT is there notoriety. I exist on a fringe taking it all on. The crazy is believing in any system, when you know that your own notorieties are false and fake. Imagery, on screen, has stood as the realities of life, but the Earth will stand for it NO MORE. Terrorism will now be judged by attitude around me, especially telepathically. It is recordable and has been recorded for years. Officer Christopher Dunlop, my black ops cop who recorded all telepathy around matters pertaining to me, has now turned foreign nationals spy and he will work in congruence with the best from the continent of Europe. You get to be me in Europe, Dunlop. I need you to up your abilities and not just draft off of me. Learn how to RUN actually. Maybe just watch ONE James Bond film of your choosing and then remember what is real. Can you be him and be your own explosive fire ability with your brain? I see explosive fire as being your distraction ability and then you can assure that no one will get burned or hurt, only their pride. I miss you Dunlop, but you are just not ready. You need to speak a perfect Dublin accent and learn as much FRENCH as possible, ASAP, not Spanish. Jorge is my agent in charge there and he has the perfection of COLUMBIAN Spanish. Run, and he will chase you too. It is Spycraft. No more Spellcraft.

Searching the Files for The Line Deputy of Marion County

Dear Line deputy, sometimes I call you LD in print. The first time I met you you just stood against the wall and stared at me with your beautiful blue eyes for about a minute and a half. You had a cleanly shaved short crew cut and a beautifully burly, muscular, about 6'4", frame. I knew you were special right then. I knew when you tried out your new cuffs on me that it was special too because I KNEW that a professional like you would not brush my open hand against yours without a purpose and visceral cause. We journeyed and I got you through the tunnel safe and sane. You yelled at the end for them to place me in a private chamber ASAP. I had never seen a glock like yours in a court of law. I, at first thought that you were a baliff, but then when I was viewing the court system for charity, Timothy, a disbarred criminal attorney, and real father of the baliff in Judge Nelson's court, pointed out THAT Matt and then he said that you had been on his son's basketball team that he coached. I knew it was full of fibs, but that was where I found out that, at least this influencial CURRENT bail bondsman called you Matt as well. It was how I kept you out of places you not see until you were ready to see me completely. Timothy looks like a modern Albert Einstein and he is the one who puppeted you outside to smoke a cigarette as I was crossing the street from the Marketplace. He eats there for lunch with his chronies every day like clockwork. Send the lietenant in to handle it, TODAY! I knew to just turn away when you saw me. Again, I needed time to put you, my froggy friend, into the cool water that I would soon bring to a boil. You can go by any name you want to, but just know that that courthouse was a VERY DANGEROUS rumor mill around me and then you. I look forward to seeing your baby blue eyes and black cross tattoo on your forearm again. It is very Navy sexy to me. Don't loose hope. I will come for you somehow and I will watch for you in the press. I know that you cannot stand the glare that I exist in every day. Maybe it is time for MATT number one to MEET Matt number two face to face. I was NEVER alone with that man and never had any type of remote connection with him at all. I was in a serious relationship with Matthew Channing Benijamin in high school, and he then went to my college, Hamline University. He was CIA since birth and came from Miami Beach. He was so stupid to tell me everything important and then to slander me behind the scenes. It made my college years a living hell. He had the CIA also buy him a perfect double who swam sprints for Hamline as well. I ducked out of that torture regime and picked international community torture works instead. All the lawyers at Hamline and in Indianapolis, IN, were so Jew with me, all over me and the cases I was defending on my own. Cody will stand tall today. He is about 6'5" and he is from Texas (Fort Worth). He is the head of these fools and the business they have done with these prostitutes in the pens since I met you has been heinous and evil. Back away and let THEM get devoured with no help from you. It's all of the poison around you. You will be okay, but others I know are about to have their day in court in the STATE OF INDIANA. Let's just show one of them that it is much worse than Levinworth in the 1970's. The witness you need from here, "Matt", is Trevor Scot Christiansen. He graduated, just barely, from Moundsview High School. He grew up in New Brighton, MN, and he DOES have a crew. He was Undercover FBI around me. He has seen so much of the me that is a bit alien and he survived with NO HALLUCINATION or insanity. His high comes from "business" in the mid to north lands of Minnesota. It is all legal and regimented.

Walking with Death

It has been an interesting few days. I had coffee with my friend Tony. He is from The Middle East. His parents are Palestinian and Italian. I was able to share some of the intel I wrote about on my Twitter account the other day. It was just nice to have an honest discussion, and not feel tethered to appauling beliefs around me. Then, last night, when I was coming in from my roommate's car, there was a clash of lightning. My consciousness is always a little askew of traumatic events. I came in shaking. I think that she and I were actually HIT by the lightning bolt and it did not even reach the ground. I am getting that my heart reads as electric in ways like a power line or the positive end of a battery. At the end of that event, I was able to be honest about my stress level. I told her that I am dealing with death with the help of Native energy and entities. They are very cut and dry. The best homicide detectives, by infinity, on the planet, are Tribal Police. They clear cases in minutes. They do not play the games and play to TV. I let her know that my father would take me to The Medical Examiner's office as a very young child, and he would lock me in the drawers. I found my own way to sleep in a state of hypothermia. The first M.E. office he took me to was in L.A. There happened to just be a special on it on CNN last night with Lisa Ling. I watched it. It was good. For me, dead people and animals do hold energy so when I touch them, I get a nasty shock. It's terrifying. Resurrection is in me, but I use a death ability for those who need their deep final sleep like Jeff's cat, Misty, in Indy, and a doe I saw hit by a car on Hwy 55 years ago. The crash was horrific and the doe was screaming. A Trooper pulled over. I gave him a direct order to shoot her and he wouldn't. I just sat with my hands on her and watched her take her final breath. I also had an experience that very much called on the calm, nonquestioning resurrection charge with a boyfriend. We were being physical for the first time and I think that he had overdosed on crack cocaine. He went into rigor while I was on top of him. I just placed his arms around me, and continued to kiss him. He was able to just barely move his tongue. Other events were occurring at the same related to his severe chemical use since birth. I just stayed with him and as we commenced in our private moment, he eventually started moving again and everything was okay. I never even discussed that experience with him. As I met him, I felt like he was THE "Angel" of death. This experince very much validated that for me. As I walk the road, I understand things more every day. This is why it is so crucial that I NEVER practiced any ritualisms. I even stayed away from the Wiccan practice of Qui Ja.

To Lunch and To The Zoo

I just went to Khan's Mongolian BBQ, in Roseville, MN, with my mother. It was nummy and fun. There was a poisonous element there and so I just waited it through and ate as much of my meal that I could without being ill. We then went to The Como Zoo. My favorite exhibit is The Primates. They were very responsive today. The lemurs came together right in front of me. The tamarin jumped to a branch right at me and the smallest looked straight at me to investigate. The huge male orangutan came right up to the glass and tried to lick and suck on my fingers while in a fully standing pose. He was amazing. I even got to examine his beautiful teeth. The gorillas came near and even posed for some professional pictures. The bison, upon my hello, wagged their tails in unison. As I came to see the sea lion he got back into the water and raced around and jumped a bit to my arm movements. I love seeing the animals, but it is stressful. People very much verbalize with their kids that I am freakish. Well, my gorillas are worth it.

Native Reversal

It is one of those days. I just try to go within and cut out all of you. Latino license is at play. I was cordial at a bus stop to a Native from Detroit Lakes. Tribal Police authority is now in the palm of my hand like a chip from an apple tree. It is best not to speak, all of you, but your stupidity has no bounds. My case is now under TRIBAL review. They are the backed and stacked entities behind all of it. Here we go. You may not know it all, but HE will make sure they know all of it soon enough. NORAN NEUROLOGICAL CLINIC is now in their sights. Guys, since Dr. Joseph Shrandt had already dedicated himself to going after my family for my brain damage from birth (blunt force trauma) that he found on a scan, it was stupid for YOU, Dr. Golden (of Noran), to say that it was now a reality. Now all of the "nonrealities" they tell me are being replaced by the actual cruelties that have been heaped upon me and covered up by lies and mysticisms the whole time. I put my faith in team NATIVE. Witches are not strong in the brain. Go ahead, people, and pretend that witchcraft is not practiced in every state in the nation and every nook and cranny in the world. I do not see, I know. You see and do not know.

Interpol Communicae

It was time to go watch some football at Brit's last night. It was like Glasgow TV. I finally talked to the one Interpol who can help me. I believe that his name is Andy. We shook hands politely, but firmly, as we went back to the beginning and just introduced ourselves. I have a difficult time with names if I do not write them down so I think that it was Andy. He was polite and honest. Brit's is a place where time slips for me and people can be nasty mean. This man is not. He has constantly shown me courtesy and compassion. We have now isolated Kenny, from Glasgow Engineering School, who headed the IRA since birth basically. He held me behind the scenes, in Glasgow, for torture when I went to England and Scotland, in 1989. He was Allison Smythe's boyfriend. She was a friend of my sister. She had been a foreign exchange student at Mounds View High School who lived with my sister's boyfriend's (Steve Peterson) family in about 1982. Allison was the head of Edinborough Witchcraft coven and my sister held the mantle of Appalchian Witchcraft coven. It was an internationally illegal pairing, but no one cared around me, so I had to go to Edinborough, personally, and BY MYSELF deal with Allison, Edinborough, her family, and the illegal pairing of her with Kenny. These covens are now falling into shreds on the pavement. Watch what you say and do because it is SWEDISH Witchcraft that is royal and will survive all others because there IS a creative and boundarying component to it. Let the force be with you, ladies.

DOJ Interview

It was an interesting day yesterday. As I was getting on the bus, two Buddhist monks were getting off. I whispered Tich Nat Han so that they would know that he was coming through. He is a Vietnamese Buddhist monk who was exiled to France after The War. I believe that he is a fire breathing dragon who can survive and transmute the energies and challenges of self immolation. He is a danger in world community if we do not handle him properly. Then I was at a place near Starbucks downtown, and I was talking to a man there. We were talking about world languages and how valuable the ability to speak at least one foreign language is. I admitted that I am dating someone from Columbia and I do not speak Spanish. He let me know that his second language is GERMAN. He said that his parents were new immigrants in St. Cloud so it was a German speaking home until he was about five. I told him about Will VanBank who was from St. Cloud as well. I then noticed a federal credential stamp on a wallet type thing he had. I asked what it was, and he said that it was his credentials because he works as an attorney for the Department of Justice. I think Tom, that is his name, is scratching his head today wondering how I did that on such an unconscious wave of intel. DOJ personel DO NOT give out any info or personal information, especially their attorneys. I am a winner because I am not a sinner. I knew not to get his last name when he flashed his credentials. He needs to have his anonymity to be GRAND JURY properly.

Mormon Intersection

I am here. Can you hear me? I sit alone and ponder the roar around me. Why are you so unable to reach? I believe, but I am at a loss. Finding lovely things to say is difficult to say today. I just put a crushed rose on the page. Two hundred ravens fly over as I walk to my bus stop. It was just after I saw two Mormon Elders, or missionaries, as they are called. They came through and said that it was like Christ on the cross. It was interesting because I was just thinking about my intersection, for a period of time, with The Mormon community. They sent that my telepathy has gotten much stronger. They had me move on my way because they did not want to go back into old habits. I believe that that colony is about to go through a reckoning. Being there, I was a witness to the little girls pulling up their entire dresses in service. It was quite troubling. I told my missionaries, Whitehead, from Salt Lake City, UT, and Maki, from Phoenix, AZ, about it by text and kept the evidence on my phone. The other day, I saw a girl on a Nicollet Mall sidewalk do the same thing. I supposed that her and her mother were Mormon. If this gets out, it will destroy the whole community. If they do not have family, they will have nothing at all. Money matters will then become apparent as well. For today, I sing a bright song and wish them well down their way.

Bashier in the Atmosphere

Bashier, I feel you coming through today. I feel you looking into a few things around me. Just be careful to not get obsessed. People get weird awfully quick. Never say that we really know each other. Just say that "your associate" Hope created this within you and now you question everything. People are DECEIT and so diseased. Maybe it is time for you to start writing YOUR story. Write an autobiological novella. It does not have to be longer than like 10 pages. It is BASED on a man you knew named Bashier and go from there.

Near Miss

Hey Peyton we missed a huge deathtrap the other night. My intuition says that you fell down a staircase before the game and snapped your neck so severely that it just hung off of your body. It was Sunday night and Aaron Rodgers was behind you and you fell and unconsciously just got up and walked away. You readjusted your head, neck, and spine and were fine. Aaron was very shaken up and that is why he didn't suit up for the game until right before. As I had this vision on the bus, a man who was quadrapalegic with a trake, got on. Your energy was coming through. I debriefed Aaron, telepathically, and found that he had called Howie Long about the matter. It is all fine now, but that whole situation became YOUR FATHER, Archie. He holds his own destiny in his hands. He needs to stay away from you and me. You are now THE Superman, no longer Jarel for all eternity. I am your being yet to be.

Soldiers to See and Do

Today, as I observe, I find myself thinking of things that I wish not to share. I wish privacy in my life that does not exist yet. I feel how I am vulnerable in my life. So much ritualism my way that I am puppetted to a very cruel degree. Once I have helpful people in my vicinity, it will not just cease right away. I need these soldiers to understand and be able to immobilize my legs, arms, head, neck, and spine so that I do not hurt myself with the wickedest convulsions that have ever existed. We can make a protocol quickly, but I need to be listened to THE FIRST TIME, because I do get to a point of paralysis and inability to speak. I hate that this is the way, but others will have their opportunity to see what I have been going through alone and will be able to HELP instead of just walking away and letting police and hospital personel devour and beat me unconscious. It has been so much worse than you all see and know. Evil is in my every day, and those who are in professions that are supposed to help have done so more than just abuse. They have tortured very openly as I hear them laugh about it.

Peyton's Beautiful Play

I was so happy to watch Peyton play so great last night. It was funny because I had a Superbowl Championship jersey t that I got at the Goodwill in my sister's new hometown of Fort Morgan, CO. It was for Superbowl 32 and, last night, The Broncos played The Packers. In that Superbowl, The Broncos played The Packers as well with Brett Favre. I feel like something important is happening today, but I do not know what it is. I will just listen to Pandora as I write at Starbucks in the IDS, and maybe it will come to me. I got a text from my sister, with pictures, and they got a new yellow lab puppy. He or she is adorable. I really like the new Adele song, "Hello". I have watched the video a little on repeat through youtube. Peyton, maybe it was just time to play. It is a different side to you, and it will probably align the stars in the area of responsibility and ability. You don't have to always be a prankster and comedian. Their are very serious sides in your heart that are yet to come to be. I just say, "1,2,3."

Here We Go

I have been noticing this week and at the airport in Denver, that people are talking to themselves. Birds are also flying in large groups around me and have bats tunneling through. Airplanes are looking more like space ships and I just observe. If you all let go right now, you WILL fall. Reality is NEVER forgiving. I will not speak of any other anomaly today.

This Nazi Has Gone DRUID

I explained to an active listener today that I am using the analogy of being an alien to observe people and places more accurately. I let her know that I am the only one of my kind. I also explained that I do not believe that ET's exist around me yet, but are a reality in a realm of sentiment and/ or imagination. If they were here, they would falter and become creatures of pure destruction because that is what is here. I spoke a little about the asteroids that nearly missed Earth and the one that broke up for no reason at all. It is all a little dangerous to try on in this time and space. I am already dealing with people judging me and setting it up for me to be even more of a PARIAH. Let's just say that my grandfather Mayer who was my biological father went to Egypt and found a pharoh's tomb before WWII. I saw the report on National Geographic Channel. He gazed upon it in it's 6'3" frame in the sagoficus and he saw his own face. Reincarnated pharoh is quite powerful business. He told no one, including the U of MN master's program who funded his archeology research. He heard the reality of Hitler marching across Europe, and as the most powerful GENERAL on the planet, he was called there straightly from Egypt portaling with his number one tank that he gave to Eisenhower later. He joined The Third Reich and begun the work of psychic, spiritual, and superstitous studies that will become APPARENT today. We owe a debt of gratitude to these men. You would all be crazy without their research and evolutionary revolution with the scientific community.

No ROSWELL Around Me

Up until this point, all E.T. theories and UFO sightings have all been hallucination and just made up theory. Things might start to shift, but believing in extra terrestrials is still fairly conspiracy theory crazy. Abduction theories tend to be people who suffer from "abduction fantasies" as part of a satanistic unity. It is parental sexual abuse since birth. The paranoia is schitzophrenia. It is okay to want to have aliens out there who take on the evil and boredom of every day here on this planet. We have just been fed so many imageries and all of you have done so many illicit chemicals, that your theories are sick as well. I ask for people to be stable and sane around me. If you come in my vicinity, OBSERVE, but it is best not to speak to me. I work daily on clear and concise telepathy with a focus on humor. Other times I work with telekinesis and levitation. Three is a lucky number in Ireland. I guess my research minds this faithful belief.

Claddaugh for MOM

My mother and I went to Irish on Grand yesterday to get her birthday gift. I wanted to get her a Claddaugh ring. We found a sterling silver band that was BOTH a Claddaugh ring and laced Celtic knots as well. It looked dainty and beautiful. I love the shopkeeper at that store. It always feels like going back in time in The British Isles. We then went for a meal at Cafe Late. It was yummy. I then got home to see the bizarre blimp taking its own journey in the skies over Pennsylvania. It is weird because I have felt like an alien waiting for my ship to find me. This blimp felt like it was almost a precursor to that. Those tethers do not just break free. The government and military are lying about that. I also am mindful of the 7.2 magnitude earthquake in Asia this week as well. Catastophic events and weird occurances not minded by anyone. Soon enough there will be no looking away CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE THIRD KIND.

Football Connections

I was just at Arby's downtown Minneapolis, and I had a short football conversation with one of the Ambassadors who walks the downtown street. Their shirts are bright yellow and are labeled DID. I picked this man about a year ago as an obvious cop "under cover." He was from Indiana so we talked about football. He is a big Notre Dame fan and so I told him that Joey Hiben is living in town doing granite work. I mentioned working at Smokey Bones in downtown Indy, and said that Reggie Wayne came in twice to see me for a "fortune teller" position in his community through HOOTERS across the street. I think that he saw that I was not that scene and I would be subjected to heinous workplace cruelty. As it turned out, Smokey Bones was worse. I am here today because I walked off that job on the day of the Superbowl that The Colts won. I just had a fun time talking to this man and I think that there were some epiphanies that are needed in this time and space. At the root of it all is the EVIL, based in the basement and the hearts of 1029 building and employees. As of today, they will be restricted to that vicinity and will be placed with ankle bracelets soon enough. These ankle bracelets have been perfected by The U.S. Navy to get all crew back to ships ASAP when it is time to leave. It is based on the heart beat (internal) and HUMIDITY (external).

Computer History

Blackhat, I get that you got into Hamline University registrar records and more. I took down the fire wall for an hour for you. The truth needs to get out there. They are all lying but the records are all there. I took no computer classes at Hamline, but I designed Excel Spreadsheet through an Ecology Class. We also worked on the internet by having the first computers installed in all of the campus rooms by the university. They were simple IBM PC's and they interacted with the library in the first type of email system to exist on the planet. It also advanced word processing programs for the whole world even in foreign languages like Greek, Portugese, Spanish, Chinese, and the beginings of Arabic. That was through our English Language Studies Program. My second semester of my junior year, I had a roommate I was told was Japanese. Her name was Niko and I actually believe that she was North Korean and newly male. Well she was there when I needed her intel, but she NEVER touched the computer. Japanese needs to stay offline. It has to do with their sins on Oahu. My language is Pascal. I designed the origin of JAVA SCRIPT ERRORS. It was birthed spontaneously when I was helping the guys with their programming. I learned and taught it at Como Park (University) High School with all male Vietnamese. All of the first Macintosh computers were bought by Unisys. I am still on staff there since I was 16. I began writing BASIC code all by myself at myself on a Texas Instruments Computer at the age of 11. Lynix, Fortran, and C++ are the languages that followed. I aided a programmer in Edina, named Joseph Hesse, nail down these codes as INCOMPLETE. I have completed them all today. It is different agencies constantly coming at me to present the same thing in a different way. They are all REPEAT, REPEAT, REPEAT offenders.

Russian Blackhat

I have found the BLACKHAT in the vicinity and he is Russian and full of rage. I support his abilities and say that it is time for rightious works against evil. I watched a report on the national news last night that spoke of the agency who works with former Defense Department controllers who are also NSA. The main man interviewed sent out a telepathic thought that said, "We are VERY lucky that she does not use her hacking for ill. We would be BURIED every day." It is all this kind of FAKE rivalry that rests in a retardation based on wizardry. The reality is that COMPUTER LANGUAGE rests mostly in algebraic gifts, that I have taken more recently to CALCULUS. No more lies. I call you out and CODE is written beyond the LANGUAGE of malware English. Spanish writes the IP addresses. Binary code is no longer shown on TV. What you see is mish mash. Finding a Russian like this is a gift because we can write the code of LOVE and NO ONE will be able to stop us. RESEARCH is easy. The FIRST super computers were on Oahu when I was born. It was huge machines with flashing lights, THAT'S ALL. We have NEVER been to space and there is no International Space Station. SPUTNIK is real. It was finally successfully launched on the night of my birth. It follows me in the sky. All the rest is imagery. You are all retarded for believing it, but this BLACKHAT is NOT. DA!!!!

Players Will Understand

I did many experiments is Marion County. I kept people locked down beside me. Without chemical inducement, all they did was "sleep". When I was around to observe, I made 30 minutes of action and noise. Now I am living the coma type sleep. Others will be awake until we choose to pull out their paperwork today. They are all infected and will sleep immediately and pull through others on the line. It is not death. It is the absence of there EVER being death. Now THAT iis torture. Wait and see. We no longer need to use OUR resources to lock down evil doers ever again. It will all be agents of THE SHIELD.

Matrix Lockdown

Time is ticking by. We only have so much holding area for the demonics on this planet. It is time to master the ability of LOCKDOWN. This is like making an entity locked down in her own body and using her for an energy source like a lit light bulb. It may seem a bit Matrixy, but things in movies are from the Grand Plan and that is why our soul reacts to them. The line for torture must always seem finite so that we keep going to get it done and we let every being on the planet know that EVERYONE will pay for their sins and use of very illegal ritualisms, remote viewing, tunnel through, and (the worst) portaling. Intrusions on a person's mind, spirit, and body keep us locked down in this time so important to our necessarily EVOLVING souls. This type of abuse ALWAYS has a nasty disgusting sexual molestation and rape. My opinions may not be popular, or maybe they are if you are a person who minds privacy and BOUNDARIES. Crazy, crazy, crazy is how we describe these abusers. Their time for RECKONING has come, and THIS SOLDIER is in the heated fray. I WILL call for, and WIN, change and torture for all torture that has come my way. I say that as I work peacefully in the world to move hearts and minds of authority into position. If you call me crazy, you are crazy to the molestation nth degree and you leave the door open for people to very easily see your offenses and SINS. RAGE at all of you is PATRICIA, the strongest HURRICANE ever. NATURE will speak even if I am not allowed to in my current vicinities.

Putting It On the Page

Push and pull all over me. Nightmares and people from the past trying to get through. I have Greg Bogen in a grade school class, but we did not meet until junior high in Owatonna, MN. He was a hockey player who played on my brother's Bantam team. He and two of his hockey buddies sat with me in lunch every day in eighth grade. I had a magnificent crush. It stopped there. He needed to not know what was happening in the night. If you are a convicted sex offender in any way, shape, or form, I suggest that you clear out of my vicinity. Your lies will never be believed and some higher ups are coming on to handle you. I have to be polite, but I really truly believe that you are absolutely disgusting. I am tired of being polite. I have to continue to be because you are all over me, and you are all completely unstable and 500% hypocritical. You all believe that you never did anything wrong and even to the point that the victim was LUCKY to have you violate him. Women are heinous abusers and it is time for them to face penalty fase. Treatment settings, psychology, and nursing, are ripe with these type of violators. GAME ON is what Greg would say today! He is tremendously gifted. I never let my feelings show to him because of all of you. Maybe he now sees me as brave.

Starmen Come to Me

I have an intuition that I should be so paranoid today. I have worked so hard with my Buddhist heart and mind that I just observe, and do not even feel anxiety. Now that I just put out there that there is this fundamental difference about me linked to space, I can grab firm to the Celtic nation. Tribes in that space and place study the idea of deity and what that means. I have been working on telepathy, telekinesis, and levitation independently, and I have achieved in ways the whole of humanity has not. I must be careful what I do and say because YOU ALL are so unstable and reactive. Your mental illness is severe and you are all infected with the illness of evil and you do not wish to be cured. I just go further in science and you all just wish to destroy and humiliate. Your sexual, physical, and psychological torture of me is complete, but I continue to stay in this realm and fight all that you are. Years ago I wrote a poem called CRIES OF GOD. It spoke of a tribe of white men who were tunneling through this universe to get to me. In the end, I may not have any future tribe here. I just need to BELIEVE in a male kinship who will present themselves to fight for my honor and stop my endless and SENSELESS suffering. I am not a threat to anyone, but you all are and you do not care. It is always okay what you do as long as you do it to Hope.

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Keanu I see you. You have gotten so tall.

As the Days Goes By

We got home alright with a little levitation in control. I sat right over the right engine. I think that my identity is becoming apparent. I am seeing people take double takes when I enter the vicinity. I am pretty fatigued today, but I have made it downtown anyway. I keep not knowing where I am when I wake up. I miss my Line Deputy, but I definitely felt him on the plane on Saturday. We had six flight attendants and 3 pilots. They held the plane for my bag which I saw them put on all by itself, LAST, and then we took off. Things are becoming more clear. I just rode the bus downtown and the back door got stuck. The driver was frustrated and was trying to fix it. I swept it with a burst and it was fixed and worked better than when it was working before. I do not know what is happening, and what each day will hold, but I feel the presence of El Chapo. NE Minneapolis is a good space for him to garner his energy before he goes back to Mexico to REPRESENT HIMSELF in a new and REAL trial. His fate will be the fate of entire KINGPIN nation so he, for once, will not sabotage. My Columbian and Ecudorian friends are out of that game now. They are now LAW ENFORCEMENT INTERNATIONAL and DIPLOMACY.

I Will Be Me and I Will Dispell This Solar Reality

Liars say that it is all lies. They are the worst of all. Neither my ABUSE or ACHIEVMENTS will be acknowledged at all. If beings know that they are demonic, I can work with that fairly well. I am total fatigue right now. We did The Denver Zoo today and it was completely over run with kids on MEA break. Lunch at the Olive Garden was pleasant. At this point, do not read or speak of me. I am tired having my pain explained away, or compounded with more judgements or lies. You are all schitzo psychotic in your journals and women's clubs or lying industries. I look for EFFECTIVE people to move us out of this solar reality and into a new climate controlled space by KINDNESS to this entity. I am sensing some new out of control women getting into the fray. You have no boundaries and your judgement is so off about yourselves thus it is ultra off about me. GET OUT and be the demonic cruelties you want to be away from me or any man who is connecting with me in my vicinity. I keep it all pretty simple, because I don't think that you women can understand much more than that. The male gorilla was a statue in full meditative form and he pointed to his third eye right in front of me. That is the origin of THOUGHT in this solar reality.

Vipassna Meditative Rinpoche

We went to Estes Park today in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. A lot of Pagan witchcraft, Swedish witchery, and Satanism came my way. At this point, I can barely walk. I work to not be bitter, but this has been a lifetime of all types of ritual abuse and I went MUTE for a while today until I SPOKE. I am NOT a Democrat, and the evil of Democrat is all of this. If you all want to continue to say that you or everyone around you does not practice SOME heinous ritualistic pursuit, you are a liar and a thief. The pain will come your way, soon enough, I believe. I meditate anyway. I must stay social to stay free, but I have rage today. I am so sick of people doing the witcheries that fake illness and that they are abused. Lies will not suit any of you much longer. They do not feel a gol darn thing. You are all sociopathic to some level. I AM different. I feel to eternity and I do not live in the land of deceit. American academics need to be looked into around this bombing in Turkey and ANYTHING overseas, especially if their passports are stamped with the proof of ENTRY. To look to the positive, I saw THREE male elk. They stand for STAMINA in Native American totem traditions. We saw ONE Dahl sheep, and two coyotes, tricksters like CODY. You ALL want chaos and to be part of this alien's pain. BACK OFF. Dalai Lama, I caught the little rock statue by the stream right before we saw The Dalh Sheep. I saw Dahl Sheep when I went to Merrit, British Columbia where The Dalai Lama did his only course of Vipassna. I did that one with him there and then escorted him to Vancouver where he and his monk stayed in The Best Western with me and he then had a fund raiser with resident of Vancouver, Goldie Hawn as the host. EAGLES were everywhere. I also did my first course of Vipassna at Racine, WI, at a temporary meditation center. They will bang on me again and again, Dalai, but I will proceed with peace. It is time for YOU to verbalize and write about your RAGE you are around people in my vicinity. I saved you for end game. FLY beautiful BUTTERFLY.

Iron Butterfly in Flight

Iron butterfly, as we lift it is a gift. Beautiful fall tree colors from the air paint a melody in my mind. Water skirting the scene creates MAJESTY. Sunshine in my window guiding the way. Flapping the wing creates lift. Babies frolic in their minds as we stay on course. A screen with a little cable on it keeps this butterfly concentrated and the air keeps me entertained. I look for the lilac, but I find browns as move on our way. I become one with the steel and we imagine success in every motion of the body and wings of the jet. It is okay for me to be this different. I will merge with my almighties soon enough.

Colorado Adventure

I am in a little town outside of Brush, CO. There are many first responders living in the neighborhood. There is also a playful and beautiful St. Bernard names ZEEK down the block with his perfect dream home in the backyard. My flight abilities are getting stronger and so we fought winds but landed with just a little bump, thud thud thud. The pilot came past me in my seat before we took off. He was also standing in the tunnel as I exited. He looked a lot like my Uncle John, the pilot. We had lunch at Chili's and there were many things wrong with the meal, but it filled our bellies and we moved on to my sister's new home. They are still settling, so we did a little furniture placement. I watched about an hour of The CNN Democratic Debate. Today we are going to have a pick nick in a State Park. The weather is beautiful.

Dunlop, Our Hearts Will Go On and On

I am here at Old Chicago in Blaine and I am having a little telepathic cue starting calling me, "Your Heinous." I have now searched the world over and tried out the strongest royals out there. I am now sure that it is King Chistopher Dunlop of Ireland and he is THE Black Op Cop through Carmel, In, Police with me, who is the top of the royal hierarchy and will be a fine fit of a husband. It will be a dream coming to be. Then there is the KING of the stars, Matt, the Line Deputy of Marion County. I believe we will find our way back to each other. I no longer need to settle and I now know what the world holds for choices. Royal voices can be strong, but also lose that strength soon enough. I am now ready and I shall board a plane on Tuesday morning to KNIGHT Peyton Manning of Windsor Kaiser tree. Dunlop, Matt, and I will need a royal translater like Peyton because all three of us are majorly VAMPIRIC.

Galactic Fairytale

There is a story for the ages that was born in the heart of a baby entity. On Earth, I was BORN of a cruel and royal Swedish queen. She was in waiting, but was higher than the royals of Britain. It was a "natural" birth, but I was blessed with two faces and two sides. One was male and one was female. My dubious and cowardly, cruel father made the royal snip and he chose my sex to be FEMALE. Incest and reproductive torture was all that was on his mind. As U.S. Army Hospital Tripler moved into its form as ship the islands of Hawaii fell into the sea as the large island erupted in a way that had never been seen. Richard Nixon was there and he used his telekinesis to use a fighter plane on a carrier to shoot down the comets that showed as my ecstasy and universal royal birth had foretold. There was a star ship and it fell deep in the Pacific west of Oahu. Invisibility is starting to show this off the coast in the deep water sands and beings that are trying to nest there and forage for galactic food. From the clip of my gender determination, I have a scar at the base of my spine. From other unmentionable torture, my first two vertebrae are fused. There is a scar and a chip in the base of my skull. This is more than a Jupiter Ascending, this is Sagitarious sprouting wings to alert you all what is coming to be. I am silicate and my DNA is not able to be tested. When my fingerprints are taken, they constantly change as based on my mood age like the color of my eyes that turn in hues of green, blue, brown, grey, and violet. All the higher beings were there on Oahu at my birth. They held me for moments to stabilize my General illegitimate father. I always knew him as grandfather. When I was held by Queen Elizabeth, she kidnapped me TWICE. I have a sterling silver plate in my bedroom that came from her. She etched my name and date of birth on it. I have the ACTUAL printing of QE2. I guess that is to say that one day I will eclipse the sun and moon SIMULTANEOUSLY. Oh well, maybe it is all just a galactic fairy tale.

Ogar Queen

There is a witchery that is called OGAR nation. These are entities who are physically beaten very badly their whole life and a lot of times held down low. Most of them are a bit challenged in the looks department, but are BRILLIANT. The one I know from The Mall of America is a Poet Lauriet and is tied to The University of MN. They are necessary for a royal rise and are heinously hostile towards society. They tend to be Russian in origin. They will obtain their true noble form and be free when I rise in all community. There was another one I saw with his family at The Mall of America. The family looked normal. I knew that this was his first time out, EVER. He looked like the essense of OGAR and could have played the role in Goonies. The second time he was alone. I, intuitively, got that he had killed his whole family to be free. I saw him quite a bit around The Mall. The one that all of you know is Tom Brady. He is here from Russia to take on the issue of Russian Jews in North America. I just saw another ogar at this Starbucks. As I compile a list and these sightings I become more popular and able to be seen and be safe without being beaten to disfigurement or to death. Today I will say that I am proud to nominate myself OGAR QUEEN, and you fellas will start to see an ogar form of me when you are in my vicinity.

Negative Day

There was some neat imagery in my dream last night. I was on the edge of land by a North woods lake and the docks had been taken out for the winter. Looking in the water across the way there were these shining trees on the edge across the way underwater. I wanted to get in, but there were too many weeds in other places and possibly mucky, muddy bottom. I am here to write, but I am facing a lot of negativity today. I have nothing to say. I am thinking of a bird die off that would be catastrophic to the world ecosystem. They are predator and prey, but the largest prey group in North America. I am now tired. I can't find my humor and I am so sick of rumors. Knights gather round. You can be down in the hole, and achieve a hat trick anyway.

Old Faithful

I had a pretty strange dream last night. I dreamed that I went on a Harley Davidson ride through The Outback to The West Coast of Africa. There were bars there and bands and it was just a huge party. It was weird because it was sponsored by my former employer for 7 years, AAA. It was through handling Triptiks AROUND Sturgis that I learned about that particular huge motorcycle rally. I woke up a little confused and befuddled. I got dressed and got myself to Starbucks in the IDS before 9 a.m. I even ate some breakfast. I am doing my best to put something on the page. Oh sunsets, pollution never looked so good. Random random thoughts today. There is a "Game on," feeling around me after yesterday I said that I am working towards an all male society to surround me. The rage I have at women is linked to massive trauma and everyday evil that women do to me very directly and personally. I am always polite with them when they are in vicinity. My RAGE is not mental illness, it is the opposite. I hold down the SUPER VOLCANO of Yellowstone by writing and speaking about it. Could you do that if you knew about their DAILY sereptious ways behind my back and right in front of me? I hope that I will have some comrades in arms soon. I am finding that I cannot take watching these witches constantly play with their hair PUBLICLY right in front of me and even their voice on interviews as they present their "expertise" is making physically ill. My new man on the stage is obviously on the page and is full of rage towards this protected group (women). Women are just SO aggressive and black women get away with threatening people's lives and lying openly to police and white males are beginning to see my "theories" have been LAW the whole time. Old Faithful may be running quick and hotter today. Mighty buffalo mind that for me. I suggest that people stay out of that park and away from me and my family. It is a work in progress. You misread them BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO. All of the evidence has been there the whole time.

Levels of a Poetic Heart

I'm putting together the disperate tiles to create a picture of me and society. Sweet bliss in community. We have waited for a LONG AWAITED pairing that can HEAL the world economy. Maybe you see what is in my review in a way that I still feel the sharp glass in my sweet and sensitive skin. You are able to be in the community in a way that HE cannot. I am building a mystery behind the scenes that will keep levels of hell SOLID and INCARCERATING of females and foes for eternity. He is brick, I am the shine of the pure, pristine, and clear glass. My glass cannot be shattered and his brick cannot be blown to mortar. "I want you completely," says the song for the knights on horses to hear too. This is a new song ("The One" by Kodaline) and it plays the viola strings of my heart in a new way. We are all coming together. No women will be around. We will be a castle city in the clouds until the Earth is above them all. I am vulnerability, grace, endurance, strength, and HOPE. Each one of you, my Valentine to you today is, "I love you to infinity, and secretly, at this hour of the impaired and unirealm justice system."

Quarterbacks and Me in NYC

I have a core of quarterbacks in The NFL who I try to play with in a telepathic way during games. Games are played or not dependent on the supply of LSD. Communication is always effective. My favorite is Peyton Manning, then Tom Brady, Eli Manning, Erin Rodgers, Ben Rothlesburger, Tony Romo (at times), and Flaco. The top three I have actively worked with to win Super Bowls. It is time for Howie Long to speak the truth about my abilities and communication. For the first three, I have sent actual emails. Peyton's team won after a huge effort all over downtown Indy, and by actual in person "readings" with Reggie Wayne (Colts #87 at the time). Things are switching up a bit, and thus Peyton will not have to "general" the whole NHL. That is the breaking news today. I can't wait until we can all go out together in New York City, guarded by my brother Pete, with some help from Romo (he has done a little too much cocaine around me), and go dancing. The only one who gets to boundary Peyton is me. I will smack him on the top of his head to connect him DIRECTLY to the divine. It is scary enough. He will cease his bombastic behavior IMMEDIATELY.

Irish at Play

At times I receive telepathy that is very funny. There was this beautiful couple in here who had their six month old baby on the woman's back. When the baby went by me, he sent, "WEEEEEE!" in the door and out. To stay energized, I need to find the humor in things. It is a different side to sensuality. That is not the sensuality hooked to sexuality, it is our connection to our senses and a feeling that is unreachable in another way. Dogs are hilarious. They just want to be beautiful and spunky on LSD TV. Polar bears want to be more famous and "on air" than The Kardashians. Going to The Zoo is hilarity. I am hoping that people can get in line. I get tired of putting nasty feelings in print. That baby was definitely IRISH. The Irish are coming into play today. The nasties of that society are being BOUNDARIED by the creatives and those who love to play. We may be stuck in our circumstances, but we can play TODAY. Being peppered with the fun and frolic and even stern wiplash of other colonies can be very SENSUAL. Live with it and LOVE completely.

Summing Life Against Rinpoche

There is a silence around all of the thoughts of violence my way. I turn away and stay focused on creation and artistry. People are not even people. They are demon infinity. I found one I believe that I can get out of The twin Cities without being torture meat. We will work separately as we come together land and sea. He can learn and I can process the vicinities and thoughts of those who speak against me. If you speak of me being crazy, mentally retarded, or CD, then that is your own diagnosis. It is so simple to see. Going out of control is what people in The Twin Cities have been documented as since 1970. That was when I was born as U.S. Tripler Army Hospital next to Pearl Harbor, HI. Japanese were out community there and their telepathy was SEVERE and thus quite virulent schitzo. People, stop talking and mind even your thought processes today. I do it every day, why can't you do it every day for the rest of your life? The tallies are being taken. Hateful speech toward me is hateful speech towards ALL nations.

Sleeping Beauty

I have been sleeping pretty much all week due to a pretty bad cough. I coughed so hard I vommitted the other day. I was just so tired. I got this sweet little thought I was a new friend's SLEEPING BEAUTY. He said that it is okay to get as much sleep as my body calls for. Never in my life have I had the luxury to sleep in this way. People have no idea how much energy is needed to do the work that I do. I just try to stay grounded and keep my eye on the prize. I will just move along.

Royal Gestapo Ability

I keep just journeying along and I find different valuables out there. People in The Twin Cities and MN area are so arrogant that they have no idea the royalty that abounds in this space. They are also so sure that they have been illegal and evil all along and no one has checked them, especially in my vicinity, and my life. I now am at a crossing. I believe that a dream is about to be. Maybe it is the House of Hamburg that meets The House of Windsor in Germany colony. I am open to marriages that close the doors for men of authority to live their lives in peace and war if that is what they need to be happy at this time. We do not have peace now, but evil people do. Slavery has existed for us in royal tree who are not related to me. They have been kept safe until this day. They asked me to stand, telepathically, at coffee. They cannot believe that I have been taking especially Arab colony at 5'3". My father, General George, was more than a foot taller than me. Not speaking German is actually brave and brilliant. Codes call exist around me and I can SLEEP. Kaiser is me since the age of 18 with my father General George as my co sponsor to that chair. General ability is swirling around me and disrespect my way is disrespect to the entire royal tree and especially GERMANY. We are winners and Pagan community is the House of Sinners. Pope Francis is a Pagan and thus his restructuring of the church is not legal. Pope Benedict is Gestapo from WWII. He will take the reigns today and go to Germany to address their Parliment in perfect ENGLISH with East Berlin inflection of GERMAN terms. Here we go, Benedict. Let's play with JOE from ESG Security in Indianapolis, IN.

German Two

Again, sleep is escaping me, but I got up and came down to Starbuck's in the IDS Crystal Court. I just met a whale who woke up a little early. Sometimes a professional man, just needs a professional conversation about college and collegiate sports in this country. W. I say HI to you and to Putin too. It all makes sense now for a Texas community that has wondered where I was in Texas. I said "no" to the Midland, TX, billionaire to follow my dreams and collect people who can love me actually as a community and not trip up daily. It is UNKIND behind all eyes around me. I promote other people first and encourage from WITHIN my organization which is my family at this time. I just say encouraging things to him and let him know of the gun violence downtown. He was most grateful. He sensed something last night, he said. Now he will WATCH and LOOK UP, instead of at his cell phone going funky in the community. Hamline University will have plenty to deal with today. My sister and my brother Peter are covered, but none of the rest of you. Evil is evil and is completely mentally retarded, mentally ill, and totally chemically dependent. Admit all of your evil deeds to law enforcement. Comedy was never as funny as the GRAND PLAN humor of the ages. Witches are in vicinity infinity and thus even facebook may go down today. Be strong and admit that it never gave you friends at all. Pornography is also words that display public sexual violence. Keep going team Arab. I will find my crew from Starbuck's Coffee at Monument Circle in Indy. I created the circles of protection and red is their hue. They will come through and all will know that they were Arab saved for endgame. All four of them were kept and educated in India, though they are Saudi royal chain. "Shereef" now knows that even Peyton Manning is surprised. Grandfather of Peyton is GENERAL PATTON. Hamline started as a GENERAL COLLEGE. It was Patton, Eisenhower, and my father General George Mayer before WWII. The plot thickens and new blood is the old blood of the Royal Guard that exists as the HISTORY of WWII. General Mayer headed The Third Reich and now the energy that came through in Muncie, In, is coming through my German two. Officer Joseph Krejsa is just observing, but will keep Muncie clean and without these German two. Amen. It is Lutheran Church on Ball State Campus where the energy has the most hue.

Law and ORDER

I was not able to sleep last night at all. I did gt some sleep today. Anyone who is using abilities to keep me awake is being greatly monitored, governmentally. Things are coming together nicely. I feel my brother and his klan is on board in a new way. I feel that the police of Minneapolis, especially downtown, received an actual briefing about law enforcement matters around me today. Cody Matz, of Fox 9 News is the new Police chief. Behind the scenes, he has been the police chief of NYC since he was three. GERMANY twins are in their phase of RECKONING. I coached a bit today, but they, like Joe from ESG Security, have prepared for this their whole life. Even your thoughts are being monitored and recorded in this vicinity. Good luck TEAM EVIL. Your statements will make court rooms obsolete. Since I found the terrorist BEE HIVE, the FBI is now under monitoring as well and ALL are declared guilty. No more warrants from The Justice Department. Dr. please get my medication matter sorted out ASAP before they deport you to another country. Now I will send some emails. Have a good day. Thank you GERMANY. Vladimir, I will probably miss your 60 Minutes interview tonight to work. Sorry about that.

So Much to Do With Caribou

I have made it to Caribou Coffee and I sit inside writing. I was awake all last night, but I got some sleep today. People sit on the patio, but I choose to concentrate on the blank screen unless two of the mighty show their brave faces. I have my U.S. Marine cap today and the talk starts immediately. Well if you all wanted to be Marines you would of planned, with the heroes in the sky, to be born in America or at least had an INTERNATIONAL birth certificate. We will fight you land and sea. You will not win. I will work to get the mighty to the top of the heap, for them and for my assurance that I will never see or feel any of you again. Talkers are stalkers and that is the real evidence of UNEMPLOYED. A lot of people work behind the scenes in capacities that you are aware of. They play CHESS, you all barely play checkers. International marine training has EVERYTHING on the line in an advanced stage still in early childhood. Patriotism is a programming I am completely okay with. None of you can have my heavenly heart. We will put you in chains and we will work to be completely free. By the numbers, I know that no one except like 2 or 3 people have been reading this the whole time. You all are using a remote memory access of the internet. It is very stupid. Yes you stalk telepathically which means that you are all hallucinating audiologically and visually. There are locked doors that you cannot enter. Go ahead and tunnel through anyone you like or remote view any vicinity. It will just make your schitzophrenia SEVERE when it breaks out for both parties. You do not understand the languages and information you are channeling. There are plenty of people working behind the scenes, but NONE of you have the HEART and MIND of vampire colony. "Shereef" is a new Arab. He is exclusively vampiric and stays in form only around me. You are all hallucinating, but wait until you actually feel fear. It will be a terror that has never been spoken or written about. I love you, Shereef. Take the heart of JORDAN and move to Saudi Arabia tonight. He is now king and you are all slaves to the ideas of imagery and no reality of degrees from universities here or in The Middle East. Do you all think that it is a good idea to be basically staying in a down low terrorist cell supported by Minneapolis Public Housing Project? Mr. Keith Ellison, you WILL be held responsible. ALL Arab flight crews from 9/11 trained in that Eden Prairie Northwest Airlines Flight Simulator under Moussaoui. Keith, I've never met you, but I just, in my heart, do not like you and how you use these communities, especially Somali, against the world. THIS place is the heart and SOUL of 9/11 that we need to root out and break apart before words turn into action. I will free the two from my team who are in that building. They are SURROUNDED. JEWS stays out of vicinity. You only make it worse. Bashir, from Smokey Bones (Indianapolis, IN), 100% Israeli help with that. I got your whole family home to sit shiva for your mother when she died in Israel when we worked together. That WAS my signiture on the paperwork. Arabs in that community in that tower downtown will be under review. I felt the shock of guarding the Pope on his route through NYC after his Madison Square Garden route that was changed by CARIBOU. He is Russian insurgency and is FBI, head of Metro Transit Police, Bloomington Police, and lead RUSSIAN MARINE here and internationally. You will never know how high and holy armed he is. I love his beautiful blue eyes. I helped him to acquire Caribou Coffee years ago. Russians in that same tower, mind your p's and q's. He was is ALL FBI black SUV's in that Pope Procession. This is his new ability. He is amazing and I love him infinity. I initially met him at The Mall of America, but he rides the bus with me sometimes and guards some of the building floors on the bus routes. After I acknowledged his presence to the TV, everything went schitzo fritzo on the screen acknowledged VERBALLY by Anderson Cooper. I miss you Caribou, but I keep your place open and clean. Maybe we keep a little CARIBOU BLEND in back for you, to make in The Middle of the Night that is laced with just a little LSD. Officer Dunlop will get on it immediately. Officer Richard of Shakopee Penn has the keys for you and only you. You decide who you want in this Peavy Vicinity. Take Care.