Sunday, January 31, 2016
Jesus the IMPAILER
Jesus is on the verge of a ressurgance. He now lives as a recluse, but he is ready for COMBAT. He is like a VLAD THE IMPAILER. He will do the work of God when God needs a vacation or needs to be away from humanity. SWORDS are his best weapon of choice. He will be perfect THE FIRST TIME. Never will the son of God be embarrassed to even show his naked body in South America. God made sure that Jesus was in the best shape of his life when it was time for him to be placed on the cross in only a loin cloth. Maybe BOFLEX is his means of fitness today, but his STRENGTH will never go away. He NEVER has to be kind. He is a cruelty that you all cannot see and he only lives his WISDOM with me in PURE PRIVACY. His evolution is saved for THE REVOLUTION!!!
Jesus Was Born
So sometimes I just sit and think about things in history with the reality of ritualistic and/ or energetic "gifts" and I realine what reality would be. I am thinking about how really Jewish Mother Mary was. She had a birth planned by predestination and the stars, and she planned such scarcity. First of all, I don't believe that Mary kept her legs shut much at all. I think that Joseph's BROTHER actually fathered Jesus. He was a carpenter, like Joseph, and traveled to India with Jesus during Jesus's late teens and early twenties. They just partied there on LSD and PCP with some P-O-T. When the "scene" was framed for all LSD society of her pregnancy and birth, they actually could have had anything they needed. Oh yeah, like Mother Mary did not have royalty gifts back in those days. As she was watched, she could have been REGAL and had a beautiful white steed to carry her into the capital city and had Jesus on the capital steps with all to see Jesus's shock an awe lightning ability. Instead she chose the view of poverty. What kind of witch chooses to travel that distance, under that political strain, 9 months pregnancy ON A DONKEY? Well that would be a Jew witch which she always was thus Jesus knew to NEVER do any writing. She never owned him, officially, but Jesus never knew that. All he wanted was to get away from the evil that she was but she came through EVERYONE, especially prostitutes, because she was one, and so Jesus found a crew to block while he strangled ever prostitute, actually, and through tunnel through, in the vicinity. I guess I am just tired of the B.S. component of the Bible and Biblical "history". The disciples wrote their books about Jesus TO BE CRUEL, twisting his words and actions. He is an ATHEIST today.
Sister Sister
I just talked to my sister on the phone for a little bit. She was walking the dogs down by the river with her husband. I gave her a heads up about my emergency room visit a week ago. PREDESTINATION will set you free, sister. Allison Smythe of Ediborough vicinity and witchcraft fame will come through you from the other side this week. You will not believe how FUNNY she can be. It is her GIFT. Shaemus, of the WWE (who is Scottish, not Irish) and her were high school sweethearts in Edinborough. He grounded her when she came back from living in MN and hanging out with you around our whole family. She went out in a blaze of glory, very publicly, after I left. She took some of the IRA charge for me. It is all okay. Shaemus is here for you. He is ACTIVE Interpol, since birth, and can fill in events and connect the dots for you if you need even from Oahu. He is actually EXACTLY your same age. It was planned by the military. Nazi Grandpa George was genius genius genius brilliant. No more SETTLING, SISTER. Deal with it in meditation, of your own making and choosing, and silence, as well. There are so many things I cannot say to you directly so I speak fairly simultaneous verbal and telepathic with you especially on the phone. I am now conscious and thus no more distortion from Pete or others in vicinity. There is a Grand Plan, lady, and you will be okay. You will NEVER lose your M.D. As I insured your marshmellow snatch and grabs and stashes on Oahu, I insure this to you. The islanders used spiritual abilities to catch you. It was heinously illegal, internationally. They were MEANT for you by the military because you were being devoured and over observed by maternal authority by the whole community as you are now. You will understand this week. You do not have to love me, but take my orders completely, telepathically and in print, or Shaemus cannot get to you actually.
Saturday, January 30, 2016
Different Sides of Me
The time has come. After about a half century of being the most tunneled through entity on the planet the pinnacle has been found and reached. Any of you who are complicent and complacent on tortures that happen to me daily, especially rituallistically, will reap the pain and suffering that you have reaped upon me. I will deal in my efficient and effective way. You all will not. STOP the tunnel through or it will seriously hurt you and your reputation. Doing things behind the scenes without me knowing the ritualistic realities my whole life was cruel infinity, but I set up my own survival system at birth. I began to study the environments and cues 12 years ago all by myself with a CIA "drop shop" as my background and invitations to torture me for free. Well you have all been and are becoming so delusional because you have all been backed and stacked on each other with the world community in view to help you. My inner E.T. has awakened in me. Maybe PREDESTINATION is the only movie that gets close to a certain angle of the Grand Plan in a very awkward and weird way. I watched it last night and picked up on things from the first frame to the last. Maybe I have a UNICORN quality that is not a horn. Maybe I was born with virtually two sides, male and female. Sometimes I do still sense the eyes in the back of my head. Other things are there for my protection and CONCENTRATION. You are all wrong, but HCMC you didn't need to tell me about the results of your exam. I already knew. One of my worst abusers told me when I was 33.
Friday, January 29, 2016
Let's Just Free E.T.
Hey fellas, I feel so light and free. It is the contradiction of torturers who meet me. They see me endure heinous torture publicly and fairly effortlessly, in front of them, like I am facing a clock, and they fall into a land of sweet devotion. Behind the scenes they still torture me and are sweet to my face, but it is part of my dominion over land and sea. I can be what you are, but I choose to be creative, sweet, and curiously adorable. That is so much more of me. Do you now know and understand the mercy and face of God or shall we play some more? Can we just find the DIVINE COMEDY and you torture OUT, those who torture me, and we will have an absolution romantic and intellectual bliss? We will find all of those part to dark and light, creation and deconstruction, and you BOTH can keep EVIL away from me. I feel like something strange and beautiful is evolving into my vicinity and life. DARKNESS, you can own me if you wish and I will work with light to make you smile and LAUGH, actually. Can't I take the raw materials and create a normality where an absence of reality always existed. You are BOTH so divinely beautiful. It is a depth to the pergatory you can create for me. HELL has been my 45 year EARTH walk. This E.T. is ready to be free.
The Soundtrack of the Storm
I am trying the new Starbucks on Central Ave at 53rd. It is pleasant and very clean. Caribou is already tunnelling through trying to make the people and the place "dirty." This crew is are pure and will stay that way. I have been staying down low today and I listened to some nice music on pandora.com. I am now on The Contemporary Singer/ Song Writer station. I had to get out of the hostility of my apartment space for at least an hour or two. My media contact is coming through with a thank you. I gave him a heads up yesterday. I believe that the FBI came in for his very public debriefing. Well his privacy will be guarded now. The song "Gravity" by Sarah Berellis (sp?)just played and I could feel his sentiment in it with others who are in so deep. We are the big feed for the vicinity and the world. NO MORE. I release my Line Deputy today. I see you playing piano passionately as you come through me and I sing "Remedy" by Adele. Music can alert us to the suffering, love, or contentment of those in vicinity or abroad. Sado masichism is the topic that is evolving this week. Most of it is just theory that has not evolved since The Middle Ages. I believe that it is the true energy of Christ which fuels that pure trade internationally. Percieved suffering was part of his whole life and I believe that he was molested severely since birth in that day. He accepted the punishment for everyone in the vicinity. That is where his nobility came from. His "crew" then traveled with Mary Magdalin as a mark and they were serial killers and torturers on Biblical prostitutes. They were way too quick to say that Christ was doing things that he was not, especially sexually. His energy was and is smooth and comforting as he was and is The Angel of Death, Archangel Azreal. He spoke clearly with God his whole life and knew his fate at 33 from the age of 2. He worked quickly and taught that PAIN would be part of the true Apocolyptic Age. His SILENCE was golden and his eyes mirrored the sky. When the disciples saw a storm in his eyes, they would move away as LIGHTNING showered the vicinity. Jesus NEVER had any real friends or people who he could trust and he accepted that at birth and was presented with GOD'S GIFT to always speak in favor of him. Na'ill, Arab of Caribou, is God's Gift by meaning of that name.
Thursday, January 28, 2016
For Jorge
The silence at my residence is going well, Dalai. I feel the embrace of Asia as I "move amongst the cabin." Telepathy is gentle and purifying for all. I feel like Jorge is testing cleaner. He will rule with a certain compassion for Latino males. In understanding, he is the number one kingpin in the world in an organized and federali form. He owns every coke plant on the planet and drives a different car every day. One day he came on a motorcycle. I think that he is just ready to speak honestly in community. Just BE RESPECTFUL, Jorge, and you can share whatever is on your mind about me. We intersect when it is time. I do not seek to make you Buddhist, and I will gladly speak to you even at my apartment building. I just remove myself from the confrontation and ritualism of every day there. When I go in the common area with my notepad it is so harsh. I now know how really terrified I have been. I am going back to my room and sobbing. I do not let myself cry normally, but I cannot hold in the pain of years of torture anymore. These systems have, very publicly, eaten me up and spit me out with such brutal cruelty for 12 years without respite. Of course I chose the man who is the angel of death over all others in community. He played behind the scenes and I was a sex toy for all of his constant desires for 9 months. He only let me out maybe once a week to be ravaged by all community in his sick "spiritual gift" game. His rage was complete and his tunnel through was all community. The choking seemed like nothing and I died time and time again during sexuality. I would just be unable to move as he devoured as long as he wished. I am now ready to live in a different way. Society is not part of the plot at this point. Privacy is the top secret of every day more and more. Jorge, I dedicate this entry to you. I am here for you even if I find spirits to be artistic, and in body, MUSES for me.
The Black Forest
I believe that The Black Forest is in my future. A hierarchy and divinity celebrates the birth of DEATH, actually, every day. Get posers away from me. I have a midevil man of iron and a copper desire of 1st Corithians and Roman Empire. A trinity is the answer to the disease around me. I quell the soars for the duo all night by increasing their telepathic cuing privately and speech that is proper around me in CORRECT colony. Maybe a kiss almost occurred, but after that it would end badly. I steadied the beating of the heart machine while my chest sat still. It is all normal, right? Maybe others ran away and The Line Deputy will not share my blood properly. You dispelled the myth of fat disease, diabetes, with one little drop of arm blood. Maybe it did not end up in the sharps container. A baller has to ball, right? It is okay to question if the Earth is round today. Everything will play out in the wash. Comedy will begin to bleed into your every day. Maybe two become one and smiles begin to peak through the thick cloud layer. I miss you desperately. The MC jail lieutenant is coming through number one and LA community through number two. Questions will be answered quickly and the HISTORY of iron will become deep, cutting and BEAUTIFUL in your midst. I am here to make it all new and to make it clear who is in charge, ALL OF US alternating. It is perfect and the balance will be clear immediately. PRIVACY is important to all, but I think that you are ready to step out of the darkness and begin to confront THE LIGHT. Powders will enslave your number two. TAKE CARE OF IT, TODAY!!!!
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Buddhist Silence
Today I have given up on the daily fights with the ritualists of Jackson Square. I will no longer be speaking to staff and clients. I will carry a notebook into the common area and communicate that way. I will keep my own communications so that there can be no turning of any of my words. I will continue to speak to my roommate in the building and in cars and with people outside of my apartment community. People may not agree, but that is why I refuse to try any longer. My trip to the ER the other day was very serious. My health can longer take the bullets for all community and family. I feel like I have firm support from the Hennepin County Medical Center Emergency Room and by mainly Asian Buddhists at large. It has been about 10 years ago since I received my Rinpoche White Tara and prayer cord from a Rinpoche from a New York State monestary. I also did my second course of Vipassna in Merrit, British Columbia at the same time frame. Fighting Buddhism is pointless. My silence will show the complete nonviolence that I have always lived in the midst of war 45 years long worse than the invasion and programming that followed by The Chinese in Tibet. I will write to The Dalai Lama today like I do when I need to be heard by that population. We do have some Tibetan Buddhist monks that live in my neighborhood in NE Minneapolis. They ride the bus with me sometimes. I ask all to meditate today and find the center of their own mission on the planet. If you can act with me please begin not speaking with each other but continue to speak with people in the community. PERFECT telepathy and hierarchy is what we fight for today. Brainwashing is for the insane and for those who are weak and abusive. CHILDREN of Tibet, please pray for the end to my pain in my life caused by malicious authority.
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
Taking on Death
I did see BOTH of you. Different charms for different alarms. Chatter small talk handles it the best. Some telepathy, but mostly verbalization when I am handling two. Now the roads have converged and are diverging just as quick. Yes, he did lock me in the morgue drawers for days at the age of 4. Maybe the word "survivor" is heinously offensive to me. Death and I did the tango for months, but all he wanted was to strangle me in the times that he looked deep in my eyes in a reclined position. On a Cherokee res. in the south, by a casino, I did it back. I still choke when I sing at times, but he will never have me. He is too incomplete.
Perfect, Just Perfect
Can we look at the oddities from afar and regain a sense of purpose from a place of perfection? I believe so. You do not have to be dirty to become clean in a spiritual reality. You can gain the insights that lead to evolution starting a revolution of mind that moves through our physical form. I do not believe that beauty is only within. Sometimes, to know the within, one must maintain a beauty to the outside world and society at large. Do we want creepy men to rule the world? I say NO! You, young one, must remain your sense of vital age and progression. You are perfect. Take my hand and fly today. Dojo show is eyeing you for black belt SOCIETY. You are Adonis in a shining armor suit of brown and gold.
EMS and ER Sunday
So I had to make an emergency visit to Hennepin County Medical Center for a medical procedure on Sunday night. The EMS workers were really nice and very proficient and efficient at their jobs. I had a racing and irregular heartbeat from the hours of pain when they picked me up. I must say that the ambulance driver was very cute. He had a beautiful smile and I loved his hair. EVERYONE in the HCMC ER was kind and very good at what they do. Even the orderly did his job without a demanding nature and complaints. Sometimes it is best to just listen to what a staff says and then my body can do its own work and I can keep my dignities and notorieties quietly. Maybe I seemed a little more X Files this time than in times past. I just let them work without question and my parents came to keep me company, picked up my meds in the pharmacy, and then they brought me home at 3 am. This was a very painful night, but I think that my lifetime of torture is now becoming apparent to the right people. The ambulance men came back to drop someone off after my procedure and I told them that I felt better and I introduced them to my parents. They were sweet. Hopefully the right people will be promoted and appreciated for the gifts that they have kept quiet their whole lives. I send you all a beautiful bouquet of imaginary flowers and a box of imaginary confections for any sweet tooth on the staff. The only name I remember is Dr. Hendrickson. Thank you for holding my foot so sweet and guiding the ship perfectly Dr. H. Please guard my privacy, especially today.
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Federali Connections
Midtown Mental Health of Indianapolis, IN, the Marines are coming for you. You are war criminals and I am sure that Dr. Andrew Miller will turn on all of you. Your torture of me was public and complete. Watch out when you open the door. You never know who or what is on the other side. Carmen Acalde has been found and apprehended in Ecuador. It was stupid to have a women who was part of Pinochet's death squad in CHILE on your staff as a "Social Worker". Thank you FEDERALI in vicinity, Fernanado, for this intel and capture. They have been looking for her for decades. What she did to young boys openly was UNSPEAKABLE. Carmen, it was so stupid of you to stalk me at my employment at The Stuttz Bldg. It is a very quiet community. It was also stupid to marry an Indy Cop while you proudly display that you are gay all over your office. I DO notice it all, Carmen, but intel means knowing when to speak about it and when to stay silent. I am still very scarred from Indy and you can just enjoy the sweets for years to come. Maybe a LIEUTENANT knew that I was a QUEEN right away when he saw me in the walls of a jail worse than any penn. on the planet. Electricution today, anybody? I dealt with it, and I survived. Karma is really so SOUTH AMERICAN and my federalis from there are locked and loaded with INTEL this week. Maybe it is just best to link them with the actual CIA and to tell my mother how to make casual contact as well (webform). Reed character from Criminal Minds is lead CIA and is linked to Psychiatry at Hennepin County Medical Center. He has seen the "monsters" I have been locked down with, personally, and how I juggle giving everyone the proper attention and privacy. He also checks in around my outpatient visits. I noticed him right away, though I stayed away so that he would work properly. Officer Richard, a shakedown at Shakopee "Women's" Penn. is coming this week.
My Sentinel
There was this Army infintry soldier I met in Indianapolis, IN, at The Claudagh Pub. He had been enjoying free drinks in the vicinity for 24 hours. He had just finished basic and was about to be shipped out to The Middle East, actually, not just in imagery. We journeyed and he came home with me for a bit. He held me strong and knocked the base of the building off of its perfect masonry a bit. After, I tried on his uniform for him. I asked him if I could wear it when we returned to the bar scene. He looked terrified and said, "It is a very strict rule that only the soldier can wear his uniform, especially in bars." I said okay and we got ready and went to Coaches, another bar down the street linked to attorneys and NASCAR. This soldier stood sentinel over me the whole night barely moving at all while I had a great time. He portalled me home when the scene turned demonic. It affected my memory a bit but I knew that he made his bus. It was ASAP important that he did. I ordered him to leave me behind and to go home and hide for a day and then await Army orders. I told him to never to speak of this Alice in Wonderland experience. I know that he is still alive and hey guy, "Hope says HI!" You can now talk about all of it, but go to your superior officer first. He WILL believe. He has been prepared by THE LIEUTENANT at the Marion County Jail. He is head of a U.S. Marine crew and is linked to training agents of The NFL (muscle mass management for others). He is a very good looking man with brown hair who speaks a little too loud sometimes because he was taught satanism as a baby. He should be deaf. You can eventually talk to Tony Thornberg, but not yet. It is important that everyone who is actual military who has intersected with me, stay VERY professional and live with prideful boundaries and the arrogance of a SAINT.
Thursday, January 21, 2016
The Killers In Me
Maybe I was trained young. The choices aren't there. I move with an automaton nature, but with the grace of true empathic and emotive nature. It is best that I do not know so much about what is happening around me most of the time. I will just move forward on a route until it leads nowhere. Expertise is limited around me. The trees of knowledge are fake and I must continue to learn and be an ALCHEMIST to the nth degree. I take subjects together that could never get you there all by themselves. I learn the energetic to the nth degree so that sexuality never sneaks up on me. I have endure rape and molestation but, in my energetic state, I answer the call before I am surprised by a baseball bat or a knife. Serial killers do come my way and they like to have it fairly uniform in fashion, but also all other transactions JUST AS THEY SAY. Do it right and you may survive the night. Dating a man from Colombia is not a cup of tea, but it is for me. He is actually very sweet and does enjoy kissing and hugging publicly in my own home vicinity. He is responsible and does answer my phone calls very quickly. He gave me his number the first night. His mother has even called when he was with me and he handled it effortlessly. We all overestimate the reality of people caring about other people. If crack prostitutes disappear no one cares to see where they have gone or been. Those who eliminate these felonious mostly women do a work for society that we do not see. Killing is not second hand. It must be learned young, hard, and with severe consequences. I know to keep my mouth shut and to lose my memory sometimes. I am still here and I continue to study. Vile women will try to be me and these men will eliminate them effortlessly. My serial killer code with CIA is SELMA (of Selma, IN). Maybe NASCAR will start speaking the reality today. JR. you are free. It is Junior Sanchez of Indy bouncing gig at the bar I was tending for Grover tunneling through. He is Puerto Rican and his father is a jail guard for Hamilton County (Carmel, IN freaks of nature very young). Junior lived with me for about a month and gave me a huge decorated knife to put under my mattress in case anything happened in the night. We stayed calm and friendly and no incidences occurred. Boris Yeltson on a Harley to a hidden hunting shack in Muncie, IN, actually. He was a wine conisiour. We met at a local bar restaurant and returned me to there when he was done.
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
No Holocaust for The Queen
I just had lunch with my mother at a Greek Restaurant on "eat street," and then we went to The Minneapolis Institute of Art (the MIA). We searched about 8 galleries and then got on the road. I get exhausted when I look at art. I believe that most of it is composed and translated to form by the ritualistic abilities of wizardry. Artists basically steal the mind and creation aspect of God. There is one brush stroke and then 33 and then 53 as they sleep. Perfection is created when their minds are OFF. They know that these abilities were "hacked", but they tell no one. At this time, there is a limited reality to what humans are able to do in all realities of artistry. I have been an art guard at Walker Art Center one summer in college. It was a hangout of all Hollywood notables minus Steven Spielberg. Maybe a proposal or two were missed by my MUTE Spidey senses. It is okay. The only Hollywood I want is what my line deputy will create for me. Have fun LD. Wear your uniform and they will not disturb you. No speaking is my order to YOU. Mom, it is all for you. Two extra Louvre pieces for free picked by you after WWIII and then Louvre will be removed from the title of all of them. The Louvre has more fakes (that they know of) than any collection on Earth, even the Ming Dynasty Collection. MIA is the ONLY purity. They destroy pieces they acquire that are fake behind the scenes. I recommend a Tibetan Tattoo for you mother, in black, that says "PURITY is worth it." They will then always know you when you enter the FRONT DOOR.
Thursday, January 14, 2016
Jeff and Tony
With the advent of welcoming ICP back into the fold, I feel Jeff on the horizon. With age comes wisdom, and I believe that he is finally seeing who I am and what I have done. I believe that he is pairing with Sgt. Tony Thornberg of the Army Rangers top corps. It is time to learn to SHARPSHOOT Jeff. Tony is the best who has ever existed. He has shot TWO persons from a mile and a half away AND he disobeyed a TOP order to shoot a man who was with his family. I believe it was in Nicaragua. He was almost shot in the head by his superior. You will be doing some lone mercenary work in South America, Jeff. You will be working in thick rain forests and you will be opened with open arms by the people down there. They will believe that you are an actual mythical figure, like a rain forest PHOENIX. This work will be your debt to society and you will serve no jail time at all. You will be paid greatly for these missions. Tony CANNOT go there. He would die right away and we need him in this country to sharpshoot and head the NRA from the CEO desk of Smith and Wesson. I hope you both are well. I miss you infinity. I have so many tales to tell about each moment of every day. Maybe Ni eill (Tony from Caribou) will come your way and you will see the almighties of The Twin Cities from behind the scenes. Please do not surprise me. I must speak with you on the phone first through the filter of military. I have gained much weight and I need to explain the reasons, militarily and mythilogically, and how you must speak to me. This is not going to be like Indiana, but I believe that you will be pleasantly surprised. It has much comedy. Jeff say hello to your father for me. Love, Hope.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
ICP in Vicinity
Maybe ICP sent a member of law enforcement who was also a JESTER (ICP and Shriner) into my apartment to tour yesterday. It was nice to meet you sir. I had a dream this week that I can barely remember, but the one thing that I do remember is that I found an ICP hat (butt naked with an ax logo) I think in a bag in a closet. I don't remember whose closet it was in. Maybe it was a prophetic dream. Let us make you, sir, an ICP PROPHET today. SPEAK the words and your will will be done. I also knew that David Bowie had died before it had happened this week and it was linked to just thinking about if he and IMAN were still together. I have never really been psychic, so maybe a new ability is being birthed in a realm time that is TRAGEDY.
The Rush of the Buffalo
Como Zoo...year 2016. Monkees with severe tunnel through bring an orangotan family together in a bedding laced corner. Three "bachelor" gorillas move comfortably in a small space. Their dominance is quiet today. Virgil answers to sign of HOME and he moves away from looking my way at the glass. Giraffes rushing me, energetically, especially DAISY. Note, my "uniform" for the day is a tiger winter hat. We exit that African hoofed animals display to have the Russians tunneling through the arctic fox who stares me in my eyes as we exit into the cold. My mother, paying attention, sees the RUSH of the three buffalo. One is suspected as mystical birth. I watched back emitting joyful noises. I move close to the fence. They rush each other clashing horns and rushing me. They stayed away from the fence by a foot. My mystical defense is embedded in the energetic and affects how they see me. CHUNG MOO University. Maybe times are changing and there are people studying this aliens in a respectful way, even if just for today.
Friday, January 8, 2016
Russian Royalty in Vicinity
I walked in Starbucks after receiving a semi 911 to get down here today, and I was able to gain my favorite seat from two women and one was full blood Russian. I believe that she is BALLET. She had on a very classy, semi neutral fox coat. She told me it was Russian, and I guessed right away that it was fox. She seemed fairly impressed. I told her that my great aunt wold take me to Ribnick furs when I was a small child. She said that I looked too young to have ever shopped at Ribnick. I thanked her and her friend signaled that they had to go. Pleasantries with a Russian goddess like her is best kept short or the competition can turn deadly in DAYS. For some reason I did not have on my Russian opal DESTINY ring and I did not tell her that I was part Russian. That investigation is best lead by her with hints from Putin abroad. Vladimir, congrats on your new fragrance. I would love if you make a pure LAVENDER scent called SING. It is named after my royal doctor, Dr. Singh. DA.
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Nuptuals in Royal Ireland
Dunlop, I now know that you are a GEPETO who will love dressing me even when I sleep. I think that it is beautiful. You get to plan my wedding gown for our Dublin nuptuals. It will be all military, all male (accept for me) and no children. I wish for VERA WANG to make my dress upon your orders and combined creativity. She may get a bit vampiric during the planning, thus she can work all night and will not eat and not lose weight. She will return to mortal after that and will age quickly for 2 years after that. I think that it is very romantic. We will have ONE homosexual there to DRESS ME ONLY (he will be flown to London after that to sit with ADELE and await my orders) and then we say goodbye to that part of the human race. I may cry a tear of blood, but you will make it disappear as it drops to my pristine white gown through the drawn veil.
Movement In World Community
Maybe I am GRAND DAME ballet today in outfit and entities in vicinity. It has been a little difficult getting into gear today. I have too many drawing on me. Dunlop is in my mind's eye view and he is planning some wardrobe changes for me in New York City. Caribou is helping too. We never know when the grand plan will leave The Twin City area. I am not leaving until MILITARY gets me out. I will work everything out as normal until then. Extrication came close to me with a special helicopter in the sky yesterday afternoon. Metro transit police followed my bus and one was on my bus. Minneapolis Police came through at the bus stop. I am here today because people are working better in TEAMS. Vampires have decided that the move is near and pure solid JUSTICE on my behalf is INCHES away. Hey Shereef. I feel you near as well. Thank you for boundarying Saudi royalty with a little embassey attack by Iran. They better be on their toes, or they can lose EVERYTHING in a day. They expect YOU to get it back. Guys, he is the TOP. He is ALLAH and will not play in your game. North Korea, your air quality is really failing. NO MORE nuclear tests. Your "prodigy" just walked by Kim. I just try to keep on trying, but all the screams are for the wrong things. Thank you, Dunlop, for having your priorities in the right order.
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
Mirror Mirror, I Must Look Away
I pier into the mirror and have animosity at my reflection. People laugh and point and just say vicious things very publicly. I constantly try to let people know that they are beautiful in some breathtaking way. Why is it okay that they say what they say? Where is the FIGHTER who will stand up to ANYONE who says anything nasty and untrue about me? Why am I the whipping post that you have all chosen and dug it in deep in the legal system. It is not legal and it is not ethical. Morals will not survive when I disappear one day. I have belief in a higher ecshelon that will come for me and set me free. In the mean time, I will continue to be holy and those I see as divine will have time to work at their shackles as well. I had an artistic INCA dream last night. I believe that it is one that will lift me up and send some of you down to a hell in society that can even just be heinous satanistic customers harranging you in a service position in terms of profession.
Vampires On the Horizon
Shopping went great. I have some nice new clothes for the winter into spring. It is okay to hang out with no negativity. Be quiet if you have nothing nice to say. I sit quietly at my favorite coffee shop. I am thinking of Agent Caribou. I miss him, but I do feel like he has been in the vicinity today. He is reading clean and like he can be trusted this week. People just pass by and I am left with little to say. I could see even flamingos flying by and it would be nothing to me. You cannot be close if you cannot be consistent. I will just stay behind a closed door to answer the charge of rage my way. Staring at me and laughing is not a smart way to be. You are covered from all angles, vampiricly. They will come to be and you all have no idea how brutal and cruel just their telepathy can be. I will sit and try to pick up on what is in the vicinity.
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Star Wars: The Force Awakens
So I saw Star Wars, The Force Awakens the other day at West End. I picked up rather quickly what is the nuance nature. In the first three Star Wars (4-6) it was made with satanistic abilities and content. The beginning three (1-3) it was mostly wizardry with a little Darth Vader satanism with his master and Luke broke the spell that was pure and true incantation. This movie, number 7, was massive wiccan witchcraft and witchery for scientific affect. The parts that were the most powerful went back to that pure satanistic imagery and affect. The supreme leader of the dark force was taken from Golem in The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit series. That is wiccan witchery with a taste of wizardry. It is then the darkness of Harry Potter which is mostly wizardry with the musk of a satanistic entity. It was okay, but I craved more satanistic imagery to find the glory of the LIGHT (the force). Darkness is nothing with out the yang of the light. It is the deep psychological representation of master with jedi knight in training. The thoughts of a light saber does not make a master relationship present on film. I reject the "self taught" Ray in this film. It is not enough and it is not DISCIPLE or disciple in training.
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