Tuesday, September 6, 2016
Eyes to See All Reality
How do you feel today, Jacob (Wetterling)? I feel like a telepathic host, Hope. Your story is on TV and I see the yarn they spin. I will not get into what they say and do. I just see that you are a new type of entity. You are to be redone. You will be PERFECT right away. No psychosis, no neurosis, and no Spina Bifita. I see you as a new SWITCHBOARD OPERATOR for communication between the living and the dead. There are just some things that we just don't want to know or hear. It is like Schroeder, the giant father silverback gorilla at The Como Zoo. I think you will have a great time being a karaoke host on the other side. YOU get to decide who is on the mic, what they sing, and when to take it away. I start the cue with my lawfully wedded husband, The Line Deputy from Marion County. He is not dead, he is actually serving 2 years in San Quentin for the two violent attacks on me after a court procedure. I created two, who showed and stopped him, and they took me back to the jail facility through the tunnels. He has received the news and x-rays today of my spine and he now knows that it could of been a lot worse. I knew to kick back (NOT hitting him) and then he took me straight to the floor. My face, my jaw and my nose should have been shattered. His strength and telekinesis put me out for an hour. He had banged my head against the concrete wall encased in steal three times upstairs just behind the courtroom with me cuffed and my legs went out. He has much power, but it needs to be used properly. He can now study philosophy, science, medicine, and a new type of law to then find his artistry ALL BY HIMSELF. Have him sing "In Your Eyes", by Peter Gabriel. He can't stop even if he cries. This is the science of military and it DOES create a new type of being and art. Be joyful, Jacob, to know that you had an end that kept you in a land of respect by peers and now you can teach the soar and burning children of The United Methodist Church, INTERNATIONALLY. Lots of love, Hope.
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