Sleep Is Calling Me

I feel a turn and burn going down today. I will just write a little bit and then go home. I had some lunch and it isn't sitting right in my belly. Asians are coming into my environment now, even on the bus and my Fridley Starbucks. My computer is also feeling the strain. My Pandora station is having difficulty. I watched Sunday morning news TV and saw The Republican candidates melt down right in front of me. It was disconcerting. Guys, get it together before you go completely psychotic on national TV. I am really unable to feel what to write. I am just not feeling good. I am so sick of taking the charge every day. On Oahu, when things would get like these Republicans in the white male soldier population, I would just grab my special army backpack made for me and my disability in my spine and heart, and I would just march to the beat of my own drum. I would walk and explore the island properly, ON FOOT. A dog from the kennels would often follow me and we would see the sunset sitting on the beach side by side. It was glorious and free. I miss my gorillas today. I want Virgil to just sit beside me and hold my hand until I fall asleep.

Thich Goes Home

The Buddhist Monk who arose from the ashes in Vietnam was Thich Nhat Hanh. His WITCHERY is that of a Buddhist Fire Breathing Dragon. It is different than a Chinese or Japanese DRAGON which is related to year of birth. The year 2000 dragons are now gathering around me. They are very special to this planet and will consolidate their ability and authority to be ATTORNEY for a new world order. Thich was the reason The French left Vietnam at Tien Bien Phu. He manifested his art and melted their faces off, but changed them back the next day. It is wizardry. Thich is in exile in France, but I call him home to HIS HANOI today. His actual brother is Ho Chi Min (Nguyen). He had to spend time studying French and learning to meditate actually. He burned too many of Vietnam's most precious monks alive. They are now reborn as Chinese 2000 DRAGONS. You will see very quickly. They turned the angle from his hatred of them and Buddhism, into self immolation as a heinous way to cry for peace in their country. Well Thich, pick up a sword and become JAPANESE. Yakuza will meet you at Heathrow Airport in LONDON (drive the tunnel there) tomorrow night at 7:30 pm (their time). Bring your THREE most precious items and leave the rest. Yakuza CHIEF will set you up with all new preparation in Saigon (Ho Chi Min City). Remember CHUNG MOO, balanced mind and strong body.

On Land and Sea, I Have A Great and Kind Memory

It is a beautiful day today. People are out enjoying the Spring feel to the weather. I came out to Fridley to write at Starbucks and I am trying to put something on the page. I feel like drug lines are changing. There may be less wizardry and alchemy to make Rx medications. Shorts will be in areas like Texas and outstate Minnesota. Iowa may see a dip in visits to family practitioners. Meeting an Oahu Triad entity the other evening, I can see the interlocking of his small bit of Chinese and strong Vietnamese with Yakuza. His tattoos are just perfect. Maybe it was time to just make the call to Jorge and get him on the page with ROYAL entities. By the time he goes back to Colombia, he will be the head of a new royal line. Prince Harry signed off on it today at Scotland Yard. PANAMA, you are coming through. Make sure you have the quality product enough to fill the gaps, or it could lead to your demise. You will quickly become addicted to HEROINE and feet amputation will be the next step to your destiny. Mark Dayton, stay away from the long lines in the pharmacy and instead have Merwins Drug deliver ONLY an expectorant. No more depression meds or you will get really depressed. Meetings are not your friend. Report on them today to Chief Harteau and Sheriff Stayneck, simultaneously. People need to put less in their mouths and concentration on nourishment and comforting aids like even a sports sock with rice in it to be heated in the microwave. I just say that I can speak HYPOTHETICALLY, but people need to not tell me about their drug connections or habits. I have a very good memory and I AM the cop in the room ONLY. Undercover HOMICIDE is not an easy gig. Just ask my beautiful Peurto Rican Q (Enrique). He was undercover HOMICIDE with me in Indianapolis for New York City. He is very firey tonight. I found HOT COP, Q and sent him back to you in NYC. He responded to a domestic for me when Jeff went rage at The Living Room. His response was at my apartment, The Colonial. Q, I started on Minneapolis Police narc squad in high school. My brother was undercover for St. Paul Police around the "famed" Vietnamese. We did not want Oahu opium dens to spring up around me. I was 16 and Pete was 17. The school itself with all of these royal Vietcong was Como Park High School, in St Paul (a University School). Ho Chi Min was lead to that royal line. He lives in OPIUM today. He is not dead. His real name is Ho Chi Nguyen and he was CIA the entire span of that conflict. Navy Seal, Michael D. Wilson, handled all the top errors in that "conflict" and can attest to the fact that Ho was Agency. I trained Wilson as a baby on Oahu. He knew how to handle prostitutes well because he grew up in a brothel and he joined up at the age of 16. He used crack medicinally in Muncie, for internal pain. He is the most decorated soldier, actually, that has ever been. He was the first black Republican and raised 14 million dollars, on his own, for AMVETS. He has first hand knowledge of how Mr. Cheney can be a little piggy with cocaine. That is why Wilson went to crack. When we met up in Muncie, he was undercover for the DEA with me. He was the head of that agency at the time. Congrats Wilson, you are always free as long as this JAG Attorney has you in my memory files.

Tran is THE Man

Kenny Tran, this is for you. Yakuza has approved. I do head TRIAD since birth. No one knows that it is Chinese, JAPANESE, and VIETNAMESE. You now know the Como Park High School Hguyens. It is Vietnamese royalty from North Vietnamese. My whole high school experience was VIETCONG. I am the best. I passed every test and made it reality that they did the same. Being born on Oahu during the Vietnamese War, I was already massive military credibility by that age. "Hello HO!" He was Ho Chi Min's Nephew and watched it all by tunnel thru the whole time through Ho. I even got Ba and Tung Lam to swim with me. Vietnamese, as you see it now, has a choice at a different spiritually because of what I did there. NAM, an orderly at Hennepin County Medical Center is the aid to GOD in The Matrix Tree is my everything. He walked into the sea at China Beach and disappeared completely. He now vanishes planes from the sky actually. He is total Tai Chi and willing to meet with yee. You have a power that you have never known. It is a light darkness that is so powerful. It was CIA that everything worked the proper way that had me run into my cousin and my aunt. It was magnificent and loving. Maybe I work a room well because I never know if I will be back. Emily is now free to follow the artistry that is important of her. Emily, you are a WRITER. It only takes one line to begin. Thank you for giving a night off. I appreciate your loyalty and now Jorge does too. We will begin and the time of all times will commence. Queen Elizabeth awaits your call. Harry, be the go between. Emily is so gifted and it is her time to shine. She has IMPECCABLE boundaries. I love you, Jorge. Jorge number 2 is here at Starbucks tonight. We had a nice conversation. I move away from the nasty of politics and I move to the romance of you.

Being Arrow and Quill Pen Simultaneaously

The arrow of thought is inside of me. I strike the bullseye and awake from dream sleep. The marauders take me beneath, away from society to torture deep. I am the quill pen that the forefathers did not keep. I just thought that the goose I came from was sweet. The reality of that space was elite, when I was petite. Broken arrow is the broken arm that X chromosome gave me. I die that night, Mr. Dye. All the Sheriffs in the globe came after me. I sat on your lap, publicly, and then gave you a special surgery. They all say this and that today. Maybe there is a kitty cat in my dream who will wake up my gorilla nation. I will stay in the land of the living, but I have already transmuted death from a young age. I sing a quiet song to the beat of the little drummer boy in Indianapolis. I gave him one night to lie on an inflatable mattress. I knew to kick his cracked out bootie the next day. Pirates overseas were so impressed with me. Maybe the illusions are too much for all of you. A solid mind can ACTUALLY understand poetry.

Sun Is Out, But Clouds Rule My Inner Landscape

I made it to IDS Starbucks and I am just trying to find a harp to play in my mind today. I must say that I get sensitive and I want to just stay behind the scenes. People laugh and it is not funny. Cruel brutality, socially, is a constant malady around me. You all KNOW, but you turn away or act like nothing is happening around me or to me every day. Who even cares who leads anymore? No one will have veracity of claim. People pretend that notoriety does not exist in my 45 years of existence. I just feel a little hopeless today because no one will say, "NO MORE!!! Leave her alone!" Maybe my breath will just cease and the disease around me will win, but I will find my actual nondemonic people on the other side. You all act so innocent and you practice sinful practices against God and Jesus Christ every day. He will be okay. I would never leave a man like that behind. Sleep, sweet sleep, will be his for eternity with no more humiliation or degradation. You all can live in this hell plane all by yourselves as you devour and torture each other for eternity. Maybe ALL of your psych records are in Marion County with a Line Deputy knows the full extent of the truth today. It is not just far reaching. It is across the board. Leave me alone to just be in my space that can birth comedy and actual solutions. No one even knows each other. You all lie and you represent yourselves to the world in a totally fallicious way. I see, but none of you want to hear. Today is just a vent before I break the wind with my silence and create a demon storm that is more than just locusts. Do any of you study anyway? It is all just gumbo in your head. Tyler, Marine Military Police who served at ground zero Hurricane Katrina, and was born and trained in Hamburg, Germany, you are released from Muncie, IN, today. Good luck and godspeed.

Rubio Rally

I went to a Marco Rubio rally yesterday at The Hyatt Regency in downtown Minneapolis. I got there early and they asked me to make some calls to get people who support Marco, out to caucus on his behalf. Everything went smoothly except he ran a little late. My back hurt and Marco's Campaign Director came up to me and asked if I was okay because I was on the floor. He then got me a chair and was so sweet. He gave me his card and it was Iowa all over again. We are in a time of change and security around me needs to be right and tight. I called Jorge and left a message about my calling and waiting for Marco to speak. I then wrote a note to Joe from ESG Security and told him where I was and that there were two police there and private security, but no secret service. After I pressed SEND on his website email, the cia.gov site came up automatically. I think Joe has a new ability. He is a STRONGMAN (holds structures in place with sheer will), FBI, Marion County Sheriff Department, and ESG Security SUPERDELEGATE. I started to type on the cia contact webform and Jorge called me back. He wanted to just check how I was doing and tell me that he is in California. We chatted for a bit, I told him that I had seen my gorillas this week. He said, "You mean the ones at The Como Zoo?" I said yes and told him his English is getting so much better. I then went back to the cia.gov webform and let them know what I said to Joe, and then I told them that their form had just popped up automatically, and then I said that my friend Jorge, from Colombia, had called me back. Later I went to get my phone to call the one Republican in the family, my brother Peter. Both times the lights went off for no reason, thus I did not call. A man I was talking to I believed was AP and Star Tribune. He held the paper in view. He was in poor health, but got their to do some FBI work around me. His code name is TOTAL SLEEZE. Good luck Al Franken, he is coming for you. A couple then came to stand next to my chair (the lights just went on here at Starbucks), I guess Strongman in vicinity. I suspect that they were CIA. I felt a reaction and I started disociating which has me functioning on a different security plane and military, simultaneously. These three just started typing on their cell phones at a rapid pace as I sat there frozen and in open line for telepathy. I worked a little to put Marco at ease. I sent him an email, and he soon came out. Cadets from St. Thomas, with high ability came in their uniforms and worked behind the scenes. I rode the elevator down with them. Marco spoke with a great sense of wit that I hadn't seen at all. As I was leaving, I SWEAR I saw the Dalai Lama in plain clothes. I said, "Dalai Lama," and he nodded at me with a fixed stare. I got on the correct bus and saw Marco leaving in his FBI white SUV. I said, "Bye Marco," as I waved at the vehicle. The man in front of me said, "That is my name. My name is Marco, actually." He was a translator for the military since 1972. He was born in Paris and raised in Peru until the age of 12 when he moved to Rio. He told me he speaks Portugese, Spanish, English, French, and German. I suspect he is world renound in dialects and even speaks Navajo. He is activated now. I say we send this delappidated soul FREE to the Olympics this summer to protect THEIR Madame President. It all just congealed and I was then on my second bus home to be free for the night. I hope is all well Senator Rubio. Al Franken is CIA (all Sat. Night Lives are), he is existing senator (guilty of election fraud then and TODAY), and he is heinously hasidic Jew. This is federally illegal and Senate can handle it with a freeze out IMMEDIATELY. He was born in NYC, not here. We will take out the politicians here one by one. St. Paul Mayor Chris Coleman is now abroad. SWEDEN liked your comedy, Marco, and they are handling it right there. Marco, please OFFICIALLY thank team FEDERALI through Tiajuana, Mexico border crossing patrol. They kept you safe in all the hallways yesterday. Tell them that Jennifer K. Mayer broke up with that DEA loser Greg Jenson. I am, and was, an active service U.S. Marine, and I still exist unmarried and without children or disease. Maybe I am just their border "star". Tell NICARAGUA that I would love to go to tea at his bubble gum "factory."

Hello U.N.

I just wrote to The United Nations to protect my right to write, especially publicly. Welcome aboard, UN, in a new way. You will see Yakuza tree is all beneath the man I met who owns One Two Three Sushi Corp. He is the actual leader of Japan through all business community. He owns about 1/3 of the Island of Honshu and rents some pastures to grow shrimp on Okinawa. See Vietnam if you wonder how they grow these shrimp in just a small depth of sea water. He rents out most of his land, but it will be returned to him this week and we will start moving Japanese population to The New China. ALL Asians will live there in peace. There is a lower/ higher level for Yakuza who are Kamakazi. As I sit in areas, they become more diverse. I am polite telepathically, and I rarely speak. I dress appropriately and I speak politely to law enforcement in vicinity. I have nothing to do with any inappropriate activities and solicitation that occurs at ANY place I go often. Telepathically, I steer people to do their work fruitfully, and to enter into a new place of imagery and loss of deceit to world community. Thank you for listening. It is now time to speak with the man, from Colombia, who has been in my apartment building. He may need EXTERNAL boundaries for his own safety, but NOT by Americans. Thank you.

Religions Around Me

I feel the approach of religious figures in the community. I saw two collared priests the other day in The IDS. There were two others that just felt like priests. I was just sitting next to a good looking man who guards his privacy (today). His cup said Eric, but he told me telepathically that that is not his real name. I guess he is Jim and is a PhD theologeon from Carlton College who does endure the art, sacrifice, and act of exorcism with mostly girls in their teens. I bet after today that will cease. He is not Catholic. There were four Mormons that came through the skyway. They looked into Starbucks, but I was next door at One Two Three Sushi. They kind of just hung out for an minute and then their telepathy said, "We cannot go in there for sure." I am fairly energetically drained and I have no idea what is happening today. Colombia and Peru in vicinity as well. Maybe if I just sit and relax the answers will come to me.

Too Sick to Compete

There is a young Somali female in the coffee house. Her eyes keep jumping as she works on her computer. I cannot believe that she is using wizardry so publicly. I feel too sick. I am going home...I wrote that and a female wizardry practitioner just came in. I now feel better. She is now in the bathroom vomiting quietly.

Listening to Music

It okay to have a day of rest, but today I am barely moving and I took time off yesterday. My activities, especially the zoo, have left me very fatigued. I did make it to Fridley Stabucks, but I have little I can write about. I will just back away and see if I get inspiration from the internet music.

Protective Detail

Protective detail, I believe that you are in the works. Just trust your gut and we will get there. Thumbs up on living in my apartment with me very simply. We will discuss the torture regime disassembly another time. Four men tried, but only lasted about 15 minutes. Virgil and his gorilla crew are tunneling thru. He will now bring PAPA Shroeder onboard. He is THE SWITCHBOARD for The Como Zoo, but is housed separately with a gorilla family group behind the scenes. He will help you all stay positive and stable. It is NOT a fable. Use Buddhist thought, mindfulness, while in my vicinity with less conversation. If negativity comes through, find the source and take it out at the roots ASAP. I need rest and not to plan all of your routes and solutions around adversity and dangerous zones. I am at Stabucks in The IDS and a man, I believe he is US Bank head, came in with his one man detail. The detail is just concentrating on the witchcraft and illegality of this banker. I bet his detail is an accountant from NYC and doubles for The IRS. It is not a good time to open one's door to someone new. It is a positive sign because I have never seen this before and the telepathic about a 4 man protective detail just started yesterday. Guys, do your work, but NEVER PRETEND to protect someone as a professional. Consequences will be YAKUZA severe.

Gorillas At Play

I just went to The Como Zoo. The primates were all pretty active except the Sakis. They were so JAPANESE. When I got to the gorillas, nothing much was happening. Sampson stayed up in the window to the outside the whole time. Virgil and Jabir started normal dominance activity like chest pounding and scenting down in the pit. They then came up from the pit together, and Jabir brought up a lot of straw bedding. They started play fighting that looked like Greco Roman wrestling and then boxing. At a certain point, they shook each others' hands. Virgil rushed me twice at the window and did keep chest pounding with Jabir. They even play bit each other and threw around the straw. It looked like a pillow fight. I stayed there for about 25 minutes and they kept it up the whole time with short breaks. I have never seen anything in the wild or in captivity that was so amazing. Their chest pounding is just such powerful activity. Virgil, Jabir, and Sampson I miss you already. You are evolving so quickly. It is such a treat to see. I had to leave before you were through, but hopefully we can do it another time. You were so GENTLE with each other though you were play fighting, chest pounding, and biting each other. I must note that this WAS NOT sexual activity.

Flower Petals Overseas

Butterflies by the hundred being lifted by the wind. They smell like RED roses. I hear a lute playing from the hands of Jorge. Maybe he slays me in my sleep. My malady is an EAGLE EYED view of academics and academic community. The sky is speckled with blue and the clock on my wrist stops exactly at noon. It drops to the floor and ALICE comes into view. Electrons hide from me and then reappear when my birthday is near. Can this little vampire find the seed to grow vines on the outer wall of Hampton Court? I sit in the maze pondering so much. My pencil scratches my small notebook and I become inspired even though they say that I did lose. I emerge from the puzzle in material human size form with a victory under my dainty yellow sundress. Dunlop is in vicinity. I wear a white ribbon, in a bow, for him and him only. Catch me, master, and let us fly overseas. France welcomes me with the striking of midnight on Big Ben. King me Christopher. Love will be our dream as the black op assignments become public knowledge at this PARIS university.

Columbia Heights Police at Starbucks

I just arrived at The Fridley Starbucks and I have run into the police from Columbia Heights having coffee. They were very sweet when I asked them a question and then I promptly knocked over a sign with my backpack. I am kind of embarrassed because I have so much stuff with me. I even bought some Diet Cherry Pepsi at Target. I was craving pop. They are now commencing to active road phase. I bid you adieu, but I will travel with you...Hope, what is that smell. It is heavenly?..It is my Tide Febreeze on my jeans along with my natural oil on my skin...That is cool. We are cruel and we spoke to you, all four of us. They are the detectives and you speak with me. Why?..You are the most energetically powerful. They think that it is sweet. It is INSTANT in your vicinity that we imagine so much more than what can be in this vicinity. You let your gorillas back us up. What a compliment. Your comedic TIMING and use of quick shot imagery is magnificent. It is based in your mind, but I feel it in your hips. It is okay to imagine around me, but do not presume to touch me...I would not. That is a violation of the imagery boundaries. Intimacy is VERY discrete in imagery. If it jumps into this physical plane, it ruins everything. It also closes down the truth chakra and you cannot evolve in intelligence and imagery on your own as you ride alone...Okay we are seeing the quagmire that exists around you ALWAYS. Just let me know if you need to switch channels. I DO actually have very good boundaries...My boundaries are conscious and unconscious. You will pick up what you will pick up for the next 24 hours and then you must release me. You are welcome to follow me to The Como Zoo tomorrow remote viewing...I would like to have that option. Thank you...Take care.

The Supreme Shakeup of The Court

Ruthie Gingsberg, I do remember that you visited Indiana when I was there. You gave a speech at The Columbia Club and you were subjected to more than "the cold shoulder." I read in the paper that you put on black crocheted gloves to shake hands in the progression of the prosession. I KNOW that my "grandmother" Virginia Mayer made those gloves for you. She was brilliant with a stitch. "A stitch in time saves nine," was coined by her and was a rule that she lived by. She was actually my stepmother. It was challenging because she was a Japanese BUTTERFLY. I know now that you are too. Congratulations. Like her you are a black widow who knows how to shake up DC and world community (The United Nations). Just know that Scalia's family has ruled no to an autopsy. Murder mysteries are your thing. They were my grandfather's best friend and military almighty thing also. He owned an Oldsmobile "facility" in Finalyson next to their cabins. My brother owns his cabin now. He was a ghost writer. You are magnanimous in the publishing world. Very quietly, you know how to CENSOR in all societies around me through publishing companies. Bashier, it was Ruth who sent you into my Middle Eastern group for a "meet and greet."

Bashir vs. Bashier

I am back downtown today at The IDS Starbucks. We have a new SPRITE minding the facility and the vicinity (my bank, TCF). Her name is Gabe, short for Gabriel. I told her that I knew a barista in Indiana named Gabriel. He was very attractive. That store was right on Monument Circle. She said that that sounded really cool. I am pushing away women who will not mind boundaries well. They love to scream and be inappropriate with touch. The first is satanism. The second is Wiccan witchery. They will be feeling the draw of the cord today. Into the diseased black hole of MAGADAN (Russian "artist colony") is the sianara. On Wednesday, I will go to Walmart, lunch, and to the zoo with my mother. FIRE, I bid you hello. I feel you in vicinity. People want a fight, in print, but I know, very well, to just walk away. Bashir, Israeli Massad officer from Smokey Bones in Indianapolis, you do not get to use Jorge's brain or notoriety in SOCCER community. Bashir, I do remember that you were a teen soccer coach and that you got me an invite to the Addidas soccer party at The Ugly Monkey Bar one night. I went all Saturday Night Fever on the dance floor with an "anonymous" guest. It was NOT choreorgraphed. We just hit the floor "running." I never met him before or after. I am sure you made sure of that. Well your bank account is empty now, your mother is buried in JERUSELUM in the proper upright position (you returned for her funeral when you were working with me), and now, I suspect your wife has left you over "affairs" that are illegal in the United States. Bashier, of TRIPOLI, has this one today Bashir. His family owns a publishing house in London. I walked away from a contract because I have not gotten out of the box everyone has me in at this point. He was not strong enough then to really respond properly, but he is now. Fire is just laughing in the corner as I eat my Laughing Cow cheese in the vicinity of where it all went down 3 weeks ago. Torture never tasted so good, Bashir.

Kenny, I Am So Proud of Yee

I am listening to Ed Sheeran, "Photograph". It is reminding me of last night when I had some Interpol action coming through. Here is the big reveal. Kenny, Allyson Smyth's (Edinborough Witchraft head of coven, now decesaed), was head of the IRA when he kidnapped me and tortured me at Glasgow, Scotland, Engineering School, where he was a current student, the summer before I went to Hamline University. It took a year in my life, but was training for further torture in different vicinities starting in Muncie, IN. Kenny, last name unknown, is actually, and was at the time, HEAD of Interpol, Number two manages at Brit's Tavern in Downtown Minneapolis. I am number three. Kenny is actually British, from Liverpool, actually. It was Edinborough witchcraft (Allyson's), undercover, who used the spell on HIM to give him a perfect IRISH accent (Dublin Vicinity, NOT Belfast). She gave up her opportunity to live safe in America with the spell for a Midwestern accent for her, to further our cause of a FREE AND UNIFIED IRELAND. Guys, I am alright. I will be back into Brits and McCormick and Schmick's (downtown Minneapolis) early next month. M&S Sein Fein contact, Will. You can contact me at Brit's, NOT in my vicinity or on my cell phone that is paid for by a third party with Verizon Wireless. Please keep that number PRIVATE and Jorge's (of Columbia/ former SANDINISTA trained in Nicaragua by federali Sandinistas and then brought to Columbia Civil War) number private as well. It is in my cell phone list. His English is sketchy. He has a perfect translator with the embassy in DC. We need him to be "ignorant" in certain situations so that he can stay focused and NOT paranoid. He has never had any visual hallucinations and/ or paranoia (VERY SOLID even in my apartment)and we need to keep it that way. Harry, CATCH, you are number FOUR INTERPOL today. Kenny tortured him in the same vicinity, for a year, at the age of three. Adele now goes to number FIVE, from four. She will pick you up at HEATHROW Airport (public flight from NYC) tomorrow at 4 pm, exactly. Don't be late or you will get a massive SATANISTIC spanking. It WILL hurt. She's waited an infinity for you, but she never knew it was for you. She will prepare you for royal marriage to me AFTER King Christopher Dunlop in Dublin, Ireland. You can come if you wan to. You are my first official invite. It will be all straight, white, military men in attendance. Kenny will be your plus one. Kenny, you are now officially drafted to The British Royal Navy. You will have a six week sail, round trip, to South Africa, wherever they will let you dock, and you cannot have ANY treatment for seasickness. Karma is a mo fo, "honey". Adele will help you, Harry, set up an official BANGER crew to MASH the competition.

True Heroes Being Even A King

I am feeling a shift occurring. Those who have worked against me my whole life as a force together have created a strong NEVER WIN situation for me. Well I did win things behind the scenes all along, but it was mainly for special specials out there who need to not be wounded in this time and space. My trip to the ER for a physical malady exactly 3 weeks ago brought a force of people who stood and said, "No more." They then felt how difficult that was due to people in their vicinity and these "lifers" around me. They fought heartily through feeling like they had no idea who was in the mirror each day and who was in their work and personal computer systems at night. It finally came to fire this week. They are a force of prophecy set out for me by my biological father (known as grandpa), General George Mayer. He knew I would have to face "losing" a lot and they would step in just in time. I have actually been able to cry in the privacy of my room this week. It relieves a lot of stress. I believe that my three weeks of "Buddhist" silence has helped to make many things in my environment and the world clear. My silence will end on Wednesday. Guys, the force is with us, I am beginning to feel. What they have dished out so easily, mainly at me, will now be felt by THEM, actually. Evil can laugh until it cannot laugh anymore. Their DELUSIONALITY is deep. I keep meting people every day, they do not. Keep coming my way and we will work it out with telepathy, for now, and eventually short periods of verbalization. These FIRE individuals have been in on the TOP SECRET of my physical life the whole time. They are a little overwhelmed by all the other things. A HAMBURG KING stepped in last night, around their overwhelmed state, and we dealt with it in a royal way. Laughter was the result. Thank you, sire.

FIRE I Invite Yee

Fire please come through. I am at Starbucks and disgusting sexuality that is so creepy is stalking today. Yesterday this German man (I know he is Jew) liked a tweet that I had just tweeted that was a creepy "like" about the corrosive and abusive nature of despot disease, actually. I did finally look into him today and I am actually afraid. I do not want an onslaught of creepy men coming my way and possibly even creepier women, or both simultaneously. I work to relieve the sexual stress fractures that cause actual disease in the energetic system or stupidly contracting disgusting VD's. I am straight forward and brief. Privacy allows me to work telepathically and not talk about it actually. I do sense quickly when I am dealing with a powerful energetic system in a man. It is those strangers who I allow through. I have actually VERY strong boundaries, telepathically and otherwise. This German man looked like you FIRE, that is why I looked into his twitter or I would have not gone there at all. I need some help, telepathically, guarding my vicinity wherever I am today. Creepy is not something I want in my life ever again. I already have enough creepy that I HAVE to deal with in the day to day. I am really tired of being sweet as they devour and abuse me again and again. They damn straight know who they are and what actual things and ritualisms that they are doing day in and day out. Satanistic banging came through strong last night when I was almost entirely in REM sleep. It is just so evil and violating. I shouldn't be able to sleep or relax at all. I open the door to you, FIRE, and I scream silently to keep them away. Happy Valentine's Day!!!

Emerging from The Dungeon to Pet the Dragon

Dungeons and Dragons came up this early morning when I awoke. I lived in Owatonna, MN, for a time. One day, after church at the United Methodist Church, I went to The Jenson home. Tim Jenson, a Russian connected to The KKK (like all in that community), was a chess master who asked me to play D & D. He had a sister my age. I was in 5th grade. He was in 7th grade. I didn't know that he was the actual inventor of the game. It was brought from Russia when he was 3. The game takes a lot of memory and concentration. It is just a book and dice. I played with all boys. I now know that it is a Wiccan endeavor. I can see the characters with my imagination and the rooms too, but I believe that they had a hallucinogenic affect around me and they SAW the creation of this queen. I played with them like 3 times. Chess is Wiccan as well, accept in the chess capital of Havanna, Cuba. It is a satanistic pursuit there. Both Chess and D&D are played with intuition, really, not actually by all of the rules. I played with the actual rules. Chessmaster, Jonathon Pilles was my most recent teacher in Carmel, IN, when I lived with him and his mother. It was important that I never told my friend, Jeff, that I had played D&D, especially so young. It does work characters into questioning the boundaries of society and sexual sadism can be a result. That relationship already had those components covered. I have been a living and dying Wiccan "charm" my whole life, and it is time for it to cease. I believe that FIRE can lead me out of this tunnel, jungle, DUNGEON. Turn away from me now and YOU will deal with the charms of Mr. Jenson. He is much more powerful in politics then you all know. He is very able to relate with people of all cultures and nationalities. He CHOOSES to relate to only go as economically lowly as upper middle class. Tim, you are invited to my Russian Ball where I come out to all society where I will lead ACADEMICALLY. I believe that the FIRE entity who I just met is THE DRAGON.

The Care of Fire

Yesterday I saw a fire medic at Starbucks. He was here alone, in uniform, driving his personal vehicle. That is not usually how they "roll." They are always together and in their work vehicle. His spirit came through and told me that they were treating me remotely. He has stayed with me from yesterday at around 8 am until right now. He explained that I had a very traumatic heart injury thrust upon me at birth and it is still affecting my valve system. He had very specific instructions. I spent the whole time in bed. He said that I am on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion. He told me that I could call them yesterday here at Starbucks. He begged me a bit to call. I told him that I could not. That is when he dedicated himself to this remote treatment. I am really feeling what is happening. He said that my body is going through some regeneration and the problem should be fixed in a few weeks. I will just keep going and also resting until then. He was just so caring I was able to drop my guard and feel the pain in its true form. I have been not breathing correctly. I haven't been sleeping. I am having difficulty eating. I just get sick so quickly. I don't trust this world of doctors and nurses. I remember that I was unconscious in an Indianpolis, IN, hospital and a man took a scalple and cut my arm for no reason. I woke up as he was doing it and passed out again. When I woke up it was bandaged. There has never been honesty in my care. No one tells me what is really happening and they do not report the injuries that are evidence of my very severe abuse and torture. Well "Dad", I guess you have won all along, but you NEVER had FIRE and they are rising into the realm of artistry and astrophysicists today. Their medicine is REAL. I trust their assessment. It is a compliment that they just want me to take a night in a hospital so that they can look after me and stabilize things. Where are you going to take out your MONSTER urges out on today? I think that those people and animals will give you INSTANT consequences.

"Proof" of The Theory of Relativity

There is a confirmation of the quantum theory that is Einstein's Theory of Relativity today in the news. It is difficult for many people to envision quantum and astro theory because it is based on falasies generally accepted by society. We listen to "academics" and trust that their witchery of calculation that fill up a whole chalk board are true. They are not true, they are just intimidating. They program us to not question. There is only so far a human can go with the calculus of calculations. These theories are based on wizardry theories brought into this world by evil. Sometimes they are about 9 inches from hitting the nail on the head, and that is good enough for us because we don't want to have conversation with the very threatening society of science. In the "proof" of Einstein's theory it comes to the "reality" of two black holes merging. First of all, theory exists, but space does not. We have never been there and all pictures and stories are wizardry. If you look at black hole theory, one needs to understand that they are basically a huge negative spacial dimension. Two negative charges cannot merge, they naturally repel. If a positive light force was brought in between to merge them, they would not be a quantum theory of merger. They would be an astral explosion of a new sun in another dimension, not another galaxy or universe. We do not have instruments that measure any quantum matter in existence today. The physicists just spin their yarns to sound like authorities and give them reason for the evil ritualism that they practice against the entire almighty society who will do the ACTUAL space dimension discovery and theororizing. It is okay if you do not want to touch these disciplines right now. It will come easily later on. If science does not acknowledge the reality of macro, like true astroid theory, they cannot do the painstaking work of micro. An alien existance and intelligence plays no role in the science of all space theory. Space entities will naturally affect the experiment by just observing and creating within the "test tube." It is all diseased deceit and I just stand up today to say that I will wear the dunce cap if that makes everyone else feel special and geniusy. Just leave my almighties alone in their own genius matters. You will pay eventually and ALL theory will be revisited and the rage that will come your way will be infinity. TIME will be explainable even through the dimensions of other disciplines. It is the string that the spider repels from.

Line Deputy's BELIEF

Line Deputy, I am listening to "Happy" by Brandie Carlile and there is a line that says, "I miss you and I believe. Believe." It felt like you turning over a new leaf and way to see me appropriately. It was so sweet.

Boundarying "Professional" Women

I got up at 4 am this morning, and went to McDonald's for breakfast. Their internet was not working so I came down here to the Fridley Starbucks. There was a good looking man with dark hair and eyes who came in for a cup of Joe. We connected telepathically and I answered some vital information for him and his community. He was a police officer. I guessed that he was originally from Ramsey, MN, and is now subbing for Columbia Heights, Fridley, and Blaine. He is kind of an equalizer. Most of the conversation was about private things, but he said that he would make sure that they guide teens away from my writing and my vicinity. It will become apparent what they have been doing soon enough. These "kids" need real life BOUNDARIES. Everyone chose their ages AND sex (and sexuality) before they came into this lifetime and only men of hierarchy will be around me in the future. I am thinking of my Line Deputy today. I miss him a lot. I hope your trip to Chicago, IL, is going okay, LD. The sun is just rising in the sky and it is beautiful. The twisting of ropes was my dreamscape last night. I needed to get out of my apartment early to clear the vicinity. I felt better the instant I walked out the door. Minneapolis Police came through when I was at McDonald's in a comedic way. They are just fed up with the completely insane calls and their responses will reflect that soon enough. Ladies from MN Politics and law enforcement, you will start to have to mind boundaries as they are VERBALIZED strongly. It is just where we are in the Apocolyptic journey. True molestation will become apparent very quickly if you show and verbalize your hostility to these boundaries. There is SO MUCH that is none of your business and physical touch, even handshakes, are not appropriate in the workplace and/ or in politics. Your rituals will just make you more crazy and crazed every day. No means no, ladies. I suggest you ladies just walk away when you get firm no's in any arena.

Teen Revolutionaries

Line deputy, I get that you are in Chicago, IL, today. The trip and real researching is good for you. Even Motel 6 will be plush to you after your jail digs. I just arrived at The IDS Starbucks to do some writing, but I am in another slump. Yesterday, when I was going home on a very full bus with almost all faces of diversity, I was down, disgusted, and lethargic. As we reached the river, I looked up and there was this beautiful bald eagle soaring above. Eagle stands for spirit, spirituality, and freedom. Boy did I need him at that moment. The sun was out and it was time for me to think of the animal kingdom. I thought of my gorillas at The Como Zoo later on that night. I was completely drained. Today I feel better, but I do not have any energy to give others. Maybe the slow and steady turtle wins the race. I feel like I have a teenage component of society turning this way. Guys, stay at bay. I deal with adult matters, and adult vicinities and situations. Observance can be helpful, but my journey is meant for people of college age and track. I give teenagers the book, "The Miracle of Mindfulness," by Thich Nhat Hanh to read. It is a beautiful study of Buddhism from a loving stance. This MIND TRAINING can give you choices, training, and strength in painful situations that are a part of Apocolyptic endeavor. It can also help you to QUESTION REALITY and to walk through the VEILS of ILLUSION. The "holodeck" will become apparent and you will drop programming and indoctrination components of your mind and life. I also suggest that, especially teenage boys, quit having sexual touch with others. It will all be clear later, but it will keep your mind and environment clear. You can live your own path and see the journey and doorway that presents itself to you. Choices around chemicals are your own, but stay away from crack cocaine if you are in my vicinity or if you need to not raise your voice or make a spectacle of yourself, publicly.

Stalking Black Male in Starbucks

African American male who works at HCMC cafeteria, don't stand so close to me. He sat right next to me and read my email. I just let him and then I changed most of it and made it shorter. The man I contacted is CIA, FBI, media industry, and foreverland attorney from New York City. His family is actually French Royalty and American populous Royalty as well. It was stupid to talk to that mock court Jew who spoke to you as you left while you both motioned and stared at me. The people I represent can make an insignificant male like you disappear very quickly. I imagine that people would be HAPPY if you were no longer here with your big rumormill yapper yapping EVERY SINGLE DAY. What you have been doing for over 2 years with me is called sexual stalking and soon Levinworth will be the only walls you see, until we "light the lights on the Christmas tree."

Somali Song

Somali community, you will now encur the wrath of Royal Pakistani. Royal Kedamine delivered REMOTELY, will render you motionless and then point black is the way they see. If any of you sit without sin, you may want to call your representation. If you go to Smiley Clinic of U of MN fame, it is time for a clensing. Punishment will be by diety on the other side. Ladies, it is stupid to be packin in a city like this one. Your daddies can't save you now. Too much male infanticide. It will all be decided by The United Nations behind the scenes. I am just a peaceful Lama, I am just letting you know the boulder that you have sent rolling down the hill. It is best to just not talk to me. I will be polite, but my politics are RIGHT and you are all drunk and disorderly today.

A New Blooming Rubio

I just had lunch at Davanni's with my mother and her friend, Anne. I used to work with her at AAA Minneapolis, in St. Louis Park. She helped me get the position there in emergency roadside service. She has traveled a lot to The Middle East and other pilgramages with my mom and stepfather. Maybe I will be understood in a different now. That was my longest time of employment, at AAA. I worked there for seven years. I am now perched at The IDS Crystal Court Starbucks. I look out over the skyway and in the store and I see all types of people moving through. Maybe it should be called red, white, and blue. There is a huge American flag hanging from the ceiling over The Crystal Court. It is really such a beautiful setting. I am sending some positive thoughts to Sen. Marco Rubio on the campaign trail. Maybe I am just an under cover Republican. I cannot verbalize that identity in any vicinity that I exist in. I write about it and at least I get it out. Senator, I think that you are guarded too, and that is why you are putting canned responses in speeches and debates. It is The Department of Health and Human Services that are doing the stalking around your entire family. Be careful, but don't go as far as paranoia. You will find your RAGE at this violation soon enough. Good luck in the primary.

The Difficulties of Today

Today is a difficult day. I did make it to Fridley Starbucks and am trying to get something on the screen. My spirit hides behind the clouds today. I feel that I wish to be apart from it all. I try to stay positive, but that effort seems to take so much energy. I am listening to music to see if that can help. When one branches outside the territory she can be hit by all hypocrisy. There are a few Arabs here. I would guess that they are from Tripoli, Libya. I have established telepathic contact. Sir, it is best if I enter you into my weblog so that you can make more conscious choices in front all society. Officer Dunlop, of Carmel Police Department in Indiana, I know that you are moving my TV remote at night. Please do not hide it on me. Hopefully it means that you are doing more in a conscious way around me. I am having difficulty with the things that produce a brainwashing affect in my life. My confidence feels shattered today. I think back to the realities I have experienced in the last 13 years of my spiritual journey. Officer Dunlop, can you show me something that can solidify my inner truths?

Top Secret EMS

Just to let first responders know, in WWII MEDICS were the high in hierarchy. My Great Uncle Karl (South Pacific), my Great Uncle Martin (Great Aunt Vi's husband), and John Forrest (South Pacific) were all MEDICS. My Great Aunt Jenn would get letters from Karl that were almost all blacked out. These men disappeared for years without a peep. Maybe first responders, especially my top secret ambulance workers from 2 weeks ago, will now breath at ease and feel how special and essential they are to all society. Thank you for being there for me.

Masons In the Jar

There was a night in Indy, masons, where I was jumped by an African American couple for no reason as I passed by a gas station near my house, and they impaled my skull with a tire iron while they were calling the police blaming it on me. Two gay guys watched by the famous towers and they eventually called the police. Magic, my name for this Carmel, IN, cop and MITCH from a Muncie Karaoke company showed. Mitch was the ambulance worker and driver. They were playing freaky Muncie crack cocaine cop games with me while I bed to death in the back. They both wanted to order me around and I told them that they had to choose. Magic won, and he told me to go to sleep. What great order/ advice for a severe head injury. They took me to Wishard Hospital. I layed in the ER for a bit and a major migraine came on. I knew that they would not help me with any migraine medication (it was the most evil place at the time) and so I began to walk home where I had Imitrex at hand. I ran into to two cop cars and I told them that I was just going home and they said, "Okay." I then came upon some steps a few blocks away. I walked up them and the door to the building opened. I walked in and found an auditorium with a darkness covering all of it. A man who looked similar to my grandfather Mayer came up to me and asked what I was doing there. I said that the door just opened for me. I said that I had a head injury and I was trying to get home. He told me that it was a Mason Temple. I said, "Okay," and I proceeded to go home. I never saw that building again, but the story will always be inside of me.

Overlapping Destinies

I feel many coming through right now. Maybe even The Long Island Medium is in me. Thursday night I wrote a letter to The White House staffers addressed: To Whom It May Concern. I revealed the head of Masonry Tree. His name is Ron Rockstead, formerly of Fairbanks, AK, and now Palm Springs, CA, GATED COMMUNITY (Jack Forrest, if he had known that Marylin was .25 African America he never would have let her come there and have an extended stay after their son, Tarin, was killed in a car crash during the move. All know that it was Jeff's death ability, but he understood it as SLEEP, not eternity). You can never visit him Obama. He is not KKK, though they do come through him of late. He is THE JESTER, and Ron you are now FBI. THE JESTER is your call sign. You will clear whole communities in the future with actual decree and spiritually based satanistic abilities. Though I have never met you, my grandfather, who was my actual father, knew you well. He was THE JESTER and his ring was stolen by you know who. It made you PURIFY the ranks and never give an inch. You were George Mayer's first choice for Jester. I am sure that he looks down from heaven with his imagery based vampiric eyes with a smile, and a nod, and PRIDE. Jack Forrest is official Mason now as by decree of Paul Ryan. He heads the FBI and was a part of The Klan for the time in Indiana. It was not good fit for him, but it made it possible for him to get a BIG MOUTH radio. They are actual KKK infinity technology. They trample over all CB for a 100 mile radius. It's top is a confederate flag. I did see his when it was delivered and Jeff explained it to me. I am the ONLY person on the planet who knows what Jack (John) looks like. He is part of the QUAD birth by Queen Elizabeth II with Jack's father, who I did meet. His satanism is British Royal strain. It will serve you well. All of you Social Workers out there just know that Jack's father, also named John and is still alive, was a social worker in the Hyland Park, MI, school system after WWII. It was the toughest school system that ever existed (outside of Detroit). He was, and IS an Akido Master. He was an actual war hero from The Pacific Island from WWII. He confided in his Top Secret missions the first time I met him. Jack was in vicinity and was STUNNED. He was a royal guard for QE2 after the war and that is how Jack, Andrew, Charles, and little known Paul came to be in synchronicity. It was all pretty Japanese. EMS from my vicinities and from TV are coming through. These TV entities are actual fire and EMS (no women). John Forrest was also medic and FIRE on Okinawa during WWII dealing with the flaming Japanese. John, my grandfather was physician from birth and also head of all fire tree, thus it was passed to me. Just ask ANY fireman in Indy. Jack, your father is also masonry. Good luck. Let the force be with you. Guys, I am a girl, thus not masonry. I am Daughters of the Revolution from my Grandmother Ellen (Munter) KING. She was Swedish Queen from the age of 18 and also the half sister of Queen Elizabeth II. They looked very alike. Ellen is deceased. Jeff, we are kind of royal cousins.

Hello PK Cruz

I wrote a note to Ted Cruz yesterday through his Senate email. I feel like he has a personality that is conducive to being commander and chief beneath what we see on TV. I think that Rubio would be a whole new kind of COMMANDER for Health and Human Services. Senator Rubio, check out the cue for the current Health and Human Services phone number. It promises a $59 CRUISE. It asks for information that is none of their business and you cannot skip past it. It then skips you to the phone line that is chronicly busy with no cue at all. Cuba gives one eyes to see a whole new reality that is about to be. I feel like Senator Cruz will check on some things for me and begin to transition me into a different world reality. He is a preacher's kid (PK), and I let him know that I am a child of 3 (mother, stepfather, and ex-stepfather). I kept it to 2 lines. Senator Cruz, I suggest a new strategy for rallies that ARE NOT being filmed. Say, "Maybe I was born a legal U.S. Citizen in Canada, but Mr. Trump has a nack for marrying FOREIGN BORN wives. That is his number one sphere of influence and thus his ears are held by world community FIRST and not The U.S. I don't even know Canadian zip codes. I am sure he listens to foreign theories at least TWICE a day." We should not have foreign born WIVES in The White House. On the commander and chief OBAMA, he and Michelle should have had to have FOREIGN BORN medical exams at birth and before presidency. That RUMOR is a BOOMER.

Hello Friendly

Howdy stranger. It is good to see you. The picture you drew of the Colombian rain forests being protected by the unrest by rebels gave me an intuition that YOU are a surviving rebel who now lives in a foreign land until it is time for you to return and rebuild with the trades you have honed here. Bravery will be one of them. Now you will hit the ground running. All will change and you will see the green that creates the AEROSPACE industry. Boeing needs you today. It is connected to John Cena of The WWE (professional wrestling). He has a mish mash on his computer that is about to be found and seen, internationally. John, you will pay him four million dollars DIRECTLY in his EXISTING bank account. If you get yourself in trouble again you will be on your own. Even Zuckerberg won't answer your call and he is a SLAVE to the industry of entertainment personalities. I think there was a Gwyneth Paltrow event yesterday and now he will be impotent for a year. Guys, stay away from these women, especially if they are on tv or in film. If they have won an Academy Award or Emmy it is worse. There is no real beauty there.

Spiritual Path

I am healing quicker. My ER trip should have left me in pain for a few weeks. The pain was almost gone the next day. I fell on the snow covered ice yesterday and banged my knee really hard and had to get back on it to get up. By the time I was on the bus, it felt better. This morning it is fine. This silence is working. I was becoming MUTE in my life. My roommate did notice it. I now speak, in community outsie my apartment complex happily, not just telepathy. My roommate said that I just seem more spiritually light. Do not let people dictate your path. It is all witchery, mostly WICCAN. Find your way by what you crave and need even it is a MAZERATTI, Mr. Trump. You may find a beautiful SILENCE there driving up the coast from L.A. to San Francisco all by yourself. Use your wiccan that is left to drive it with NO GAS STOPS and you will know freedom and bliss and will look less to other people and your wife for comfort and strength, especially emotionally and some physically. Buy the car in DOWNTOWN L.A. and then sell the car to Mark Zuckerberg for $1 and he will drive it to New York City all alone reprogramming all of your business and home computer systems telepathically from the car. Mark, do not even have a laptop in the car, but GPS is fine.

Lama Rinpoche and Her Line Deputy KING

Line Deputy, go to youtube.com and search Ed Sheeran, "I See Fire." Of the choices, pick the one that is a picture of a dragon's eye from Lord of the Rings/ Hobbit film series. THAT is a point to start in the architecture of our Tibetan monestary/ castle. They need the vampiric blood in that land. We will not have to be gracious to receive our PRIVACY. We will have modern plumbing, but the rest will be Midevil. I get that you are now taking architecture classes at Purdue "on extension" credit. Good for you. Look at fairy tale and mystical books for your influences, NOT existing "artistry" in stone. You will see me in yee soon enough. Begin by just looking at your FACE and EYES in the mirror in your "very humble" abode. Monks now understand our chastity and poverty. Teach me for a change in the disciple of stone architecture when you are in vicinity. This lama likes to keep learning as a Rinpoche.

Tipping Point

I got to Fridley Starbucks on the bus in this snow storm. I took a mighty fall on the way and so did two other people I saw. I told the bus driver and he said that he fell as well. It is mean Wiccan out there. When I was at this Starbucks the other day I met another Jorge from Colombia who looked like my other Jorge. We talked about academics a bit. He is a Computer Systems Management graduate student at The University of Minnesota. He was very nice and I think that he is the TOP COP in IT, intelligence, and creation of computer programs (thus an elite programmer who creates specific systems for specific clients and elite intelligence companies that are UNHACKABLE). I now feel him protecting my systems, my laptop, and my emotional firewall that I create every day. He is great at boundarying, I perceive intuitively (he did not speak about it), people's use of pornography on work systems. We spoke for about 15 minutes and then I left. Maybe I will see him again. He had a spiritual fit for what I am doing in this vicinity. A staff member got really abusive around my silence the other day. I called The White House comment line and police 311 to plead for some relief and assistance. Police said to call 911 if it happens again. The White House told me to call Health and Human Services. It was chronically busy so I gave up there. I then wrote a note to staff and the head of the sight about these two calls. With some staff it is going better, but some are just pure hostility. Too bad they don't get to FEED and/ or misquote me. Too bad, so sad. It is not a good idea to threaten me and to almost not give me what I need. I ask for so little. You are setting up a system of such SCARCITY. It is showing how really ugly you are to all society. Pretending like you all do not communicate my situation is not a good idea either. It won't stand up for you in a court of law. Maybe you all do not know what an International Attorney, exchange student, world traveler, intelligence gatherer, and just a GODLY spiritual entity looks like. Africans, your embassies will no longer be helpful to you. The Dalai Lama is in the blood stream at this point. He is seen as the ultimate in AMNESTY who no one wants to mess with. They ALL know what you are doing and have for years. Maybe it is best to STOP trying to contact people about me. My HIPPA rights have been so violated and the cops now know it in a whole new way. POLITICIANS, especially Mayor Betsy Hodgins, does not want to speak to ANY of you for ANY reason. That is a BOUNDARY, have you all EVER minded mine or others in vicinity? I have some paperwork from my counselor that you all could TRY to read. She has said that my boundaries are impeccable and she sent the paperwork FOR ALL OF YOU. How much longer will you all be ABLE to read? Why don't you STOP "using your words", especially with me.