Catatonic, Not Dramatic

As I work with the creatures of Smiley's, I am breaking down some barriers in my brain. Dr., I am getting today that it is a catatonic state that I display and am unaware of. It is that state that is "Russian Doll" during mostly sexual abuse. It is a state of exhaustion from too much sexual touching too publicly, that results in the eyes remaining open as I am asleep or in slumber memory. All memories in this state are repressed. Some come back later and some stay hidden away so that I can function. I do my best to record every moment, but there is nothing normal inside my brain. I have been very scared, of late, because I think I knew unconsciously, that this state was about to occur at Jackson Square, my very dangerous living quarters. I have just been shutting myself away in my room. NO PICTURES have ever been taken of me in this state, thank goodness. Becoming conscious of this reality will help me stay out of precarious positions, but it is still very intrusional every day. WOMEN are MASSIVE vultures and sexual abusers. I state here that I need women to stay away from me unless I approach for a matter of business. I have been brutally sexually abused by women and then they play victims in society. Their violence is NEVER recorded by police properly. I must use a spiritual energetic field to complete tasks and make connections. I think that I do a pretty good job. Soon this will be done when I am in a safe space with safe people who care. I believe that that is possible. I should be hopeless infinitely. I got the intuition that she slaughtered your whole family in Pakistan and is now raiding and slaughtering in small villages. KARMA will be a mother f**ker.

Sun Gun

I give you a gift. I speak of the SUN. The moon and stars are in the distance. Thanks for stopping by. As you see, I do not cry. Like the sun, I flare and glare if need be, but mostly smile at all who walk through. Maybe your sun is a song. It is time for you to rise and know the SIZE of your community here. Maybe a gift from God will approach your doorway and you can send out the raging PITBULLS to meet him. It is okay to be VERY angry. Just know that your time is precious, and it is not there to be wasted. I pick things up, but the sunset is all for you tonight.

Eagle Eyes

I look into your eyes as I sit quietly. In your arms, I am free. Being in a fire zone has left us scorched and I see the scars in the stars. It is tenderness that calls an image of putting a baby down for a rest. I do not see, you do. I am polite, but inside I must wrangle my rage. Take it all slow as down the street I do go alone. Stalkers stick to my auric field and their choke hold is real. Everyone denies that which is labeled as unseen. It is really just unseen by me. My intuition moves the flow of the information highway. I know that this not a scene that anyone would want to jump into. I watch the eagles fly by and I wonder who is behind their keen eyes. You are allowed the credit now. It will grow bigger every day. At a certain point, it will be funny. I am sorry about the complexities, but it will make your mind steely and rare.

Time to FLIP

So I tweeted about my doctor's appointment on Wednesday. I said that Chinese Intelligence was onboard, and I told whites to stay away because they are not the normal fare for Smileys. Well I walked in and there was an African American woman in the corner. She pretended to read a magazine for about 3 minutes and then she walked away. EVERYONE in the waiting room was white and female doing their little witcheries so openly. The only exception was a CHINESE couple and a Chinese man who walked into the pharmacy. There are NEVER Asians there. Before I went in, this Swedish witch came out and she looked so proud. Well SURPRISE I was just bringing you and your covens in the Smiley vicinity to deal with Smiley disease. It is called baiting the monsters, and showing their stupidity, delusionality, and ARROGANCE. Smiley the case I was referring to is YOURS. You have been under investigation for 6 years by Minneapolis Police, ALL MILITARY, and The CIA. Somali's are going back to Somalia in a group in a portal project for The U.S. Navy. Well 2 female attendings on my resident are Navy doctors. Without my residency at U.S. Tripler, my medical degree from HAMLINE UNIVERSITY, and my U.S. Marine credentials, you both will lose everything. Do NOT use my call code. Whatever you say is true of me is actually YOUR pedigree of insanity and lack of notoriety. Dr. Blochert, the instructor, is Minneapolis Police. She is actually Officer Blochert and is now, stupidly, connected to MacCalaster Professors who have failed their degrees and Augsburg GRADUATES as well. I suggest you all just stop talking. Your realities are not clear. PEACHES will take care of it. She is NEW Minneapolis Gang Task Force. This focuses on making gang members productive in our society as it is. Peaches, please stay away from Kevin Garnett. He is not gang related. He has a mystical WOLF PACK. FLIP was your contaact on NBA, actually. He is actually dead, but still in your head. Somali gangs, she has plenty of research on your families. I suggest you stay down low in the towers on Hwy 94. The mystical figure it all is the tattoo artist phlebonimist who is a VAMPIRIC U.S. Marine. He's gotten very chatty with "guests" of late.

Hey Thornburg, I Spin You A Historical Yarn That Is True

U.S. Army Ranger sharpshooter, Tony Thornburg, I tried to call you yesterday. I called The Weber Grill and The Columbia Club where I know that you have had prolonged employment as a chef. Things are heating up, Tony. If anyone calls you about me, let them have it ACTUALLY. My life has NEVER been anyone's business, but I have never had privacy. I will say here that you and I had a casual thing in Indianapolis, but it was a productive friendship. I think that my birth certificate will finally be changed to acknowledge my true father as my known grandfather World General George Mayer. I put him together on the privacy of Oahu at Pearl Harbor after he headed The Third Reich in WW II. Jews, as entities, have been the most demonic and strong evil that has ever existed. God gave Nazi's LSD through a wizardry lab experiment to handle the situation properly before they were too afraid in society and world unity. LEO, you tried to trap me in The Holocaust witchery with Shutter Island. When we went in there, there was nothing left, actually U.S. troops were TERRIFIED of the remaining Jews. Well I will not let your deceit guide me Jew community. Maybe it makes you all hate me, but everyone tends to hate me within a week anyway. All of those "Nazi's" on trial at Neurenburg were actually JEWS. That is why their uniforms did not fit properly. SOME Nazi hierarchy got to Argentina, but died shortly after of lung cancer. Around my grandfather, his double agent self needed their unity. Nazi's would come through HUMMINGBIRDS at George's cabin on Big Pine Lake. He refilled the feeders twice every day. At times there were 12. It gave my grandmother a weird jealousy. The Japanese can just SEE sometimes. THAT is why they picked Oahu for my birth. It was almost an adjunct HONSHU.

Na'eel, Finding the BAND ON THE RUN

Tony, Na'eel, it is time to become "God's Gift." Approach The FBI to do some quick reads in Indianapolis, IN, at Wishard Hospital Psych. Units. Make sure you have your badge to show patients. I think that there are some underground MUSLIMS there who are suffering in basic pergatory. They are not insane, they need to pray publicly. Call Justice Ruth Gingsberg about the case. Let her know that you have been protecting Muslims in a precarious down low position here in The Twin Cities. If you take the gig in Indy, they need FEDERAL protection. They are meant to go back to The Middle East, Ruth. MIKE can take care of them with some help from Mary Jo Coplin, a Catholic nun down the street. She runs Caring and Sharing Hands. It is time for Catholics to stand up for INTERNATIONAL COMMUNITY. Good luck guys. Mary, they need NEW SHOES desparately.

On My MARY Little Way

My undercover work is going through a new phase. I am doing brief spots of debriefing with key individuals and their unities. I had to debrief myself first about the subject of connections in my life and my brain, or lack there of. It is becoming more difficult for those deceitful evil "people" out there to stay behind the scenes. Stay away from me or it just gets worse. I will serve as active recruiter and leader of The Disciples street gang until Prince can gain a GENERAL ability from the other side. Disciples are black youth who went to North High School who Prince tunneled through. I am living with an active Disciple (in my building and a strong Blood who I have calmed ONCE with honesty. He is strong in the entertainment industry in both ways of tunnel through. A mistake occcurred at birth and he was made him a Disciple right away. It made this two way possible.) These Disciples, as was Prince, are active and consistent schitzophrenics. Once I tunnel unconsciously through them in my vicinity, and Prince in the sky, they will become normal human beings with no disability. We will call them UNICORNS for a time. Prince, tunnel through PROFESSIONAL MALES around me and the process will proceed at a quicker pace. Disciples need to stay away from Paisley Park and Golden Valley. Prince and his mother (who is alive on the down low) were practicing the evil craft of warlockery toward the end. It is a reverse creepy of witchery like the imagery in THE GRUDGE. If you approach me, do not speak. I will contact you TELEPATHICALLY and calm your VOICES, but not your visions. You need them at this time. Turn all purple to blue and then to green and the light will become a gentle LSD. While evil parties concentrate on other ways to hurt me at this time, I move forward and explain REAL ways to treat patients and criminals. I think that is far more effective, don't you think Dalai? CHINESE INTELLIGENCE on board today. Colleed, in The Middle East, it is Wishard Hospital contacting. It is Mary. She has a cover as an occupational therapist that is a cover for her FBI and down low GYNOCOLOGICAL practice and work. She has been working with witchcraft community there, but she intersected with me and was never really able to pinpoint my deal. My cover has been THAT ironclad. Mary, Colleed is a Saudi Arabian Prince who is also the head ONCOLOGIST in the world. THANK YOU Govenor Dayton and Jorge. You are the best in every way.

Connections

I have been thinking about the subject of connection. All of my connections from birth were fake because way too much unacknowledged abuse was happening that I was unaware of. Having doctors and ministers as parents, people would deny meeting me sometimes, and other times they would fake having met me and infer a personal connection. I should be a blithering idiot, but I learned to be U.S. Marine early, and to not question. I just really never was able to know why people would lie. Now that I know the across the communities abuse I was enduring, I understand well. It was just never like on TV. That was only acknowledged by my unconscious core, and thus I felt homesick in the middle of a crowd of family and friends. Later, friends were crueler and they betrayed in such open and strange ways. When I opened to channel, I began to relate with others in a deeper, spiritual and imaginary way. It connected everything and made me able to survive a torture schedule that I cannot go into here. I worked so hard to develop a knowing and then an accurate telepathy system. That system is profound and elite today. The telepathic personalities of others is very different from the one you might see in community. There is mirth and growth there. It is in that realm that I have HOPE. Those who sought to disconnect me have just produced a stronger brain where my two hemispheres are not connected except by the auric realm above me, constantly. I live with the strongest eagle eye on the planet hooked up to a phenomenal hawk eye that guides dreams and my literal path every day without me thinking too hard.

Safe Enough to Be Honest

I have to say that I HATE you. Living with you has been one of the most torturous realities that I have ever lived. We will see how law enforcement shakes out about this and social work as well. Go ahead and talk and stalk. You have been doing it for 18 months straight. Screaming at me in your junkie mode last night was not a good idea. You were NEVER innocent. You stole all these precious pictures out of my photo album after about 3 months. You are a total psycho and everyone knows it. That is why I have been on this case, to INSURE that you did not get away with ANYTHING. Faking police reports for years and years is serious business. They only have so much in terms of resources, especially for those types of reports. My communications with all community has to do with dropped balls and I keep it brief and then I GO AWAY. You are just insuring that I will never have to see or relate to women once all these projects are through. Why don't you go steal some more things today and relate to people in a sexually inappropriate manner. I don't think Latino parents will even let you approach their children after today, and you will NEVER be seen as harmless weird again. Go ahead and rage at those who give you boundaries. It just makes my case stronger. They will squeeze your remaining sisters this week. Covens will be invaded by The FBI and The IRS and their deeds will come back to you in your greed. It was just too scrumptious to be that close to me when I "cannot see." I knew, but I looked away to survive. Now others are going to have to survive it. Why don't you drug seek RISPERIDAL INJECTIONS this week you stupid crack smoking, junkie PROSTITUTE!!!

In The Military Sights

It is best to be short and pointed when you try to pull a predator out to show their evil teeth and nasty claws. I speak to YOU. You are disgusting and demonic every day. Enjoy your spoils because it has now become very military driven with a psychopath as amoral and disturbed as you. You will not know when or where our army will rear its ugly head. You have had so much fun playing everyone off of everyone in families and communities. It will be your major downfall. Connection is a basis for human life. Now we will work so that you will have none at all. ALL of your files in the vicinity were 100% redacted. They ALWAYS knew that you were criminally insane. That is why I was on the case for so long. You may have had a Svengali quality, but it never worked on me. I know it is strange on this planet, but I am actually 100% HETEROSEXUAL. Lesbianism is about to be one of the sins of BABEL. They WILL NOT use kid gloves with you. You are not attractive and underneath it all, you are just a MEAN, BITTER WOMAN. Be careful, don't trip and break something that cannot heal properly. You ARE NOT and have never been FBI. Incinuating it was a crime. Have fun with The U.S. Justice Department and The IRS.

The Dance of Dueling Cobras

I appreciated Cody Matz this morning on The Fox 9 News. He was Paisley Park. I truly believe that he is the most gifted meteorologist and geologist on the planet. He can spin a yarn on TV and anchor as well. I have had enough. Maybe belly dancing can bring about EARTHQUAKES in The Middle East. Can we look at that today? I did a dueling dance of cobras with my arms that I just made up. MOROCCO was in the house. Can we say that if a man steals gifts through personal harm to an entity, he is NOT a genius or an icon. When the duel heads on one snake stand for his satanistic yearnings, he is not holy. Who cares if the afterlife is what he thought that it would be. He is gone now. The doorway is shut now and no portalling from the afterlife will NOT occur, especially for royalty or notoriety. I just try to clear the air here at Fridley Starbucks. I can barely come up for air at home. Hopefully these cases are close to over now that the AAA Minneapolis case is closed. Coming forward is the list of psychiatry and psychology who predated upon me for eternity. Officer Christopher Dunlop of Carmel Police Department has NEVER seen an abuse case like this one. I am the fire and I will burn in the mountain until the gale force winds carry quenching rains to soothe me.

Misdiagnosis

Dr. Andrew Miller, you are the thriller that we need at this point in war Apocolyptica. Dr. Joanne Hofstrand please introduce yourself to Dr. Miller. Blond, blue eyed, Arian male who is actually New York Jew and very wealthy. He is really one of the most beautiful humans that I have ever seen. He knew something special was inside of me and so he found, through an enhanced PAP Smear at Wishard hospital, that my cervix is a perfect star. He had 5 medical students confirm it as well. My latest exam was a lying whore doctor at Smiley Clinic, again and she said, "I just want you to know that nothing is irregular. There is not a star in there." I guess Indiana HOSPITAL doctors are just blind, right, Dr. Miller? I am so sick of the lies. It has been my whole life. Maybe one day I can have a fully functional and honest conversation with Andrew. Maybe we were just imaginary fiances. It was quite a ride. He now treats adolescents in Indiana. Please tell Lois Schlutter to go to hell and that you will insure that that occurs just like it did for me. Lois, I was NEVER a demon, and Andrew knows that. He is a COOL KID. You are DEMONIC to the nth degree.

Psychologist DEMON Lois Schlutter

I used to believe that there were good people out there. Now I know that it is just shades of demonic. One of the most evil people on the planet is a psychologist named Lois Schlutter who I saw for 25 years for severe trauma. She NEVER should have been made a PhD by NDSU. She then should NEVER have been given the reigns to RUN the graduate program at Argosy University. It is my choice to just put her on the page and let all of you do your own research. You will see how she has gotten in your head and your bed and then you can deal with your OWN rage. The things that she has done with me are so demonic that I refuse to give her acts announcement here in my safe space. Well, Lois, enjoy the ride. There is a whole new crew now looking at you. Have fun with TEAM LATINO, especially. You are not holy in the least. What I am saying is that Lois, you have no gifts at all. BOOOOOORING!!!

AAA Minneapolis Scheme

So the AAA Minneapolis scheme is people who had called AAA Minneapolis, NOT AAA Minnesota, in the past 6 months were targeted. The drivers towed their cars and quickly made copies of the keys. Then the tow truck drivers would stalk the AAA Minneapolis members from their houses. All of the membership information came from the radio room, but everyone was in on it, even travel. Once the drivers found the members pulled over to a place where they would be for awhile without being seen, they would hook them up, and illegally tow their cars away. They would place the cars in a specific lot at the terminals by the airport. They will switch to THE PURPLE Parking Ramp at the smaller terminal today. Jorge has a job with cars and he stores them in a lot that he rents at the airport. His gig is legal. He has all of the paperwork in order when he drops the cars there. They were so open at AAA Minneapolis about what they were doing that John would just pull the records from the complaints desk every week on Monday. I would substitute at this desk at times so he learned how to answer the questions properly by doing tunnel through with me. I was unaware. Bobby and Steve's Auto World has "the most blood on their hands." Minneapolis Police, turn them first because they rush the AAA Minneapolis office and radio room best and are able to keep their mouths shut. They even got Jesse James and Kat Van D in on the scheme. They worked with Bobby and Steve's in Bloomington, MN. Because that spans two states, MN and CA, it is an FBI matter, guys. I guess you two are just both so much smarter than me. It is more that I know to keep my research to myself until the case is fully formed with all guilty parties accounted for, and I stay out of purely guilty vicinities. All I know is that my roommate told me that she had her car stolen at gun point on Thursday night, but the car barely had brakes. She stopped by Bobby and Steve's UNANNOUNCED the other night to get some free break fluid, and let's just say that she has a problem being sexually appropriate. The mechanic was not pleased. She also has been stopping by and stealing the caffiene boosters from the coffee station at the gas station part. She has also made 3 AAA Minneapolis calls in the last 6 months. John, let NE Police check into that one secretly because she is working illegally (unreported) at an Auto Body up the street. The man who owns it may be helpful in the long run, but not today.

My Favorite Number Is Seven

A tumultuous tornado has been spiraling this week. I finally broke down into tears. Between the nightmares and the people who need too much from me in my exhaustion, I feel like I have no real choices. I am stressed by those behind and in front of cameras of all varieties. The game was always made so that there was so much that NO ONE would believe me. The evidence is there, but no one cares. Maybe I have found a new key in a new type of therapist's chair. Maybe she can see inside of me and has knowledge about things around me since the 70's. I back away from the researching community around me, and move into the bitterness of the police that could be helpful today. Maybe there are court records that are being opened around people around me today. They have been treated like they were so stupid, but it was just that they really didn't care. Now that was stupid, but maybe they are opening to reality today. Criminal Justice will begin to be seen as a totally different degree from now on forward. Metro State University is my center of my Crimianl Justice especially against people with disabilities. I am adjunct professor there and began with overseeing a Blind Professor teaching a composition class. Of course it was all of MY work. My lab mate was an officer from that program named John. He worked at AAA Minneapolis with me. He very much knows how crooked Golden Valley Police department is. Muncie, IN, close your mouths and files today before you are all behind bars. Deputy Sheriff Officer, Jeremy Dye, can definitely do it in one fell swoop. He knows the heart of it all, and turned away before the violation would never cease. Now the Earth sees these women out there as oversexed and awfully dangerous. I close the doors of my mind today and I let those in law enforcement community to clean up the mess that is the ACTUAL story behind the death of a man who chose to be PURPLE. I choose LAVENDER scent and color. YOU are so holy. See BEHIND the lab tests and see how mighty a prescription pad can be. I have stayed away, but my code 112 stands in the Navy still today (my birthday 11/22, thus 112). I have never taken The Hypocratic Oath because part of my work in medicine will be to openly torture people as I have been tortured to infinity. Okay, I have seen that stupid street by First Avenue, already. My LAVENDER KING will represent me in a court of law, even in The Middle East. I will remain nameless and faceless. Words will just exist on a page. He is my new M.D. RESIDENT torturer. I will be an adjunct professor through the family medical school (and medical examiner's school/ Dr. Peterson), the University of Minnesota. I will stand as SEVEN HAS YOU WATCH THEM FALL. Maybe it is my intellect and savyoifaire.

A Tree With Me

I see a beautiful tree with amazing foliage. It is all of you, but it starts with Jorge, and then moves to the sands of The Middle East. In the sun it is a mastery of photosynthesis and green purity. We will need a whole crew to get this jet off of the ground. I reach towards the sky and name each branch quietly. I sit on a red blanket and put a shall around my shoulders. It gives me both air to breathe and shade. I will move through the wind and find myself at the end of the afternoon. Be together and we will laugh over and over again. No one can produce this calm and feeling of delightful serenity. I am here. Be clear that I have purpose on the inside and on the outside. You will all bloom in this way eventually as your roots grow completely into the ground, as your branches reach toward the sky.

You Captivate Me

Hello, gentle one. Please come closer. See the fire in my eyes and the breathlessness in my heart. I see you as one, but you can be two. Parallel journeys bring the best results here. Know that I will be direct and I will not leave you hanging. I am the feminine, thus the one who answers the call. You are the masculine, thus YOU propose the play to be considered in my head. I will give you a smile and bring you to laughter immediately. You can even sit with me when I am in therapy. If you feel it will help, you can sit in on all of my doctor's appointments. The gap is there, but I think that, with backing, you can succeed. Shorthand will come quickly. It is my Grandmother, Virginia coming through. She is deceased, but was a four foot ten, blond, blue eyed Japanese BUTTERFLY. She was really my stepmother and the best secretary who ever existed. They will not know what you say or write even if they invade your brain and your core. We now move into a new century and I will be independent in your captivity. Be careful to be kind, or this tiger may chomp on you for fun. I think that we can do things effortlessly as long as the tiger in you keeps chomping on everyone in vicinity and in the medical "profession." XXXOOO Hope

Protecting Organic Chemistry and Astronomy/ Astro Physics

Last night I was looking up at the beautiful moon and I saw my satellite. It is SPUTNICK. They finally got it up there when I was born in 1970. My computer is now having difficulty. I suspect a woman "studying" Theology next to me as being the sabotuer. My brain is a little tired from trying to send Prof. Runquist an email with my picture in it. That was sabotaged as well. The ITT at Hamline University has the info anyway. I called them to get his email account. I only have his phone number.

Dream Work

I had a dream last night with Michelle Cory and her father Tom. Normally my dreams with her are hostile my way. Today it was actually positive and we were going to a concert together and I had the perfect hair for a beautiful, blond bun. Mr. Cory was driving us there and we went on a muddy dirt road beneath a highway bridge. I looked to the right and I saw not one, not two, but NINE bald eagles. I fumbled with my camera (35 mm film) to take a picture. I was actually out of film. I then looked and one of the eagles was levitating itself into the sky WITHOUT flying. I felt that that was very positive and ground breaking. I also had a nightmare where I was being held by an invisible CHUBACABRA. It put me in a mask and no one in the house would help even though they saw me levitated for no reason. A family who lived down the street from me in high school had gone to PERU and found a secret Aztec temple and entered at released this beast in their arrogance and ignorance. I was explaining to my brother (in the dream) that this was a LEVIATHON beast and if I could just master his energies, I could create an ultimate power. I think I did it by escaping in the dream.

On My Way

I got a call from Prof. Runquist and he said that he wanted to see the pictures we took together last week. I called him back and used comedy to communicate that it was not me. I let him know that I have not been on campus in years. STAY AWAY FROM MY PROFESSOR or a cold hard cell in Gitmo will be waiting for you. I ran into Mustafa on the bus and we spoke about my mishap on Friday. Thinking about philosophy is what comes about when I see him. He ACTUALLY reads a lot. Today we only had a little time, but I think that I never thought of books I read in college as being difficult. I started right away with "Plato's Republic." Now I see that things around me are fake. So much money wasted on nasty employment schemes through academic "pursuits." I have been staying behind the scenes for a few weeks. I have stayed out of downtown Minneapolis. I have felt like that space is hostile.

Miracles in Me

I am finally feeling better today. I went to karaoke last night and Friday night as well. There was a nice table next to me. I spilled a glass of water and they said, " Hope, don't worry about it. They will clean it up." Having someone acknowledge that they knew my name, and they were so kind, was sweet. I have been having a hard time being motivated to write. We are in an earthquake Spring. It is Japan in a major way, with a volcano eruption as well, and also Ecuador. I feel like soon people will be more open with me about my abilities and identity. Winning over Latinos is a huge crew to get everything ready, internationally. I miss Jorge. I haven't seen him in a while, but I know that it is best. Maybe it was a miracle witnessed by the Adelita's community when I moved too quickly off my chair and fell back and hit my head really hard. About 6 men rushed to my rescue, but I got up on my own. I don't even have a bump or a soar spot. I guess it was pretty serious and I just walked away unhurt in any way. I feel that the people around me that have been so abusive and intrusive are starting to harm themselves in accidental ways and THEY are dropping the glasses of water in front of me. It is THEIR rage that is coming to the fore and is hurting them and embarrassing them. My sister is coming next week and I am looking forward to seeing her. Maybe I get to be a miracle baby now.

The Counselor

I have continued to fight my cold and flu situation. I went to see a doctor on Monday and got some cough syrup. It is helping me to sleep so I feel better. The residents there at that clinic are getting ready to move on. I saw a faculty doctor, but I did see my doctor who is a resident, in the pharmacy. He was rather short with me. I tried to introduce him to my mother. She is used to people being weird around me. I feel very disconnected. There is no one I can really think of and write about. At home, I have had a sense of humor, but nothing seems funny right now. I have liked the fact that John Lauritsen is doing "Good Question" on the WCCO 10 pm news. I'm sure that it is because Heather Brown had her baby. He is doing a good job. The air is moving into a nice Spring into Summer. It is beautiful today. My mother and I ate Downtown Davanni's the other day after my doctor's appointment. It was nice. She gave me a beautiful whale tail necklace from Hawaii. I love it. I saw "The Counselor" the other day. It was about cartel trade. I thought that it was a proper representation. I went to Adelita's that night. I have drawn away a bit in my illness, but I should be full strength soon. Maybe I am just floating in the sea and I know nothing of the land at this time. There is beauty and there is pain. People need to do their jobs properly or cartel chain will begin to enforce the rules from within and afar. No excuses for abuses. I am just so tired of people thinking that I don't pick up their abusiveness, lack of boundaries, and improper following of "superior officer's" orders. It will not be your friend in the end.

Sins Against God

As I was journeying to Starbucks here in Fridley, I saw an Anoka Sheriff Department deputy in a car. He commenced to turn on his lights and pull over a car. It is a little strange to see those cars this far south in Anoka County. Anoka may be stepping into some special prostitute and drug work in Columbia Heights. It is a serious offense here in Anoka County. People around me, with that history or present, be warned. Tunnel through from a Minneapolis location into Columbia Heights is prosecutable as well. I do see what I see, and it is now getting serious. Lies and "self detection" will not be tolerated. Worry about your OWN house. That is where we will catch you all anyway. If I am in vicinity, law enforcement always has eyes to see. I am the most tunneled through entity on the planet even for royal strain. I also have a supremely accurate memory except for childhood trauma situations and other torture situations. Those things were all documented infinity, remotely and actually, by The U.S. Navy. This baby of the Navy will never think that these sins against society are the canvas for such evil abuses and heinously criminal offenses. Please stay out of my vicinity when I go to Adelita's Mexican Restaurant. There are CHILDREN there during karaoke. The owner has the key. It is me and my server Jorge knows what Jorge, from Columbia, never picked up. Louis, I didn't know anything about you in last night's situation. I just know that I told you that I had been gone do to sickness and I said that I missed you. Adelita's Bakery in Columbia Heights has now been identified by the enemy and thus they will pick up the slack here in Anoka County.

SHANGRALA

I have been really ill for a week. It is primarily a cough, but there is a lot of weakness and body aches as well. I am going to a doctor on Monday. It has been hard to be nailed down in my apartment for that time. I did go to Adelita's last night, and I was able to sing. I sang: "Turn the Page," "Both Sides Now," and "Hey Jude." People really liked "Hey Jude." Two guys stepped beside me and sang along. It was so sweet. I had a very encrypted dream the other night. I was in the lower bunk of a bunk bed in my Shoreview, MN, residence from childhood, and I felt something scratching into my arms. It ended being a huge OWL. They stand for DECEPTION in Native American Totem symbolism. I called out for Colleed saying that his sister (a made up sister), Mariah, was in vicinity and I told her that her evil will no longer be tolerated. I could barely speak. I called out for HELP from my parents (my mom and stepfather, Larry). They couldn't hear me. I got a strong hold of the owl to take him out the deck doors. I then met all of these strange beings in the living room and dining room and they told me that it was SHANGRALA. They told me that the owl was Mariah's pet. At that moment the owl magically popped into two smaller owls. The beings then began feeding on me in different ways. A demonic statue of my serious boyfriend, Matt, from high school appeared. It morphed into a darker figure and tried to touch me. At that point, I awoke and I severely missed my friend Colleed.

The Fabric of Time

I look to the sky to find the owls of the night, but the sun greets me instead. Maybe ANIMAL is the perfect thing to be. Riding the line on the bike may be easier than walking a crack that will break your mother's back. Everyone stay calm in university, especially FEMALES today. Witchcraft of elite authority is always around me breaking MY back and brain, actually. I just keep moving with the sands of time and leave my breathe as the healer of the pain for moments and thus infinity. I am the fabric of the white dress. Stop using too much. Bring it all in from the line and see the BEES buzzing in society today.

Mass Transit In The Mind

I just talked to Professor Runquist for about 20 minutes. He said that he would call again in a few days. He was very pleasant and we spoke briefly about qualities and quantities of TIME. Now he will see the fleet feet of MERCURY in his mind. It is all a great big experiment, Oaly. I think that my Grand Plan has a quality of science that will amuse you to infinity. Maybe my beings are coming for me and laughed a little bit through me as we spoke on the phone while I was on a crowded bus. It was nice because no one shushed me at all. No envy, no fear. We will complete the clock that is inside of my brother, Pete. Can he see a man as prestigious if he is on social security? He can, but not for me. I am there when he is most in need. I take away his cause of pain before it begins. Thoughts are in my head that I would like to share, but I know just a little at a time with the human mind. Now my gorillas at The Como Zoo can commence, with dignity, in mere moments or days. I closed the door on a mission of mercy that I had untaken this year. She was guilty, and now she is strong with every theory in my mind and my weblog. She needed YOU, Oaly, to begin to do what she needs to do for me. I make her my Chief of Staff today. Being a solitary commander and chief has not been easy. She now knows the quiet loathing that keeps me calm, moving, and well grounded. It is propped up by the one thing I know, I am intelligent. That also keeps me calm, concentrated, and loquacious. Thank you, in advance, for anything you, Oaly, and she, may do to get this green line rolling again.