Good Luck With That "Dad!"

I had a dream with Anderson Cooper in it. Anderson, you need to look away from here and look at your current sources about The U.S. military. That is the doorway to a world that the news does not see or report properly. Stay away from my known father, Thomas Mayer. Look for veracity with tenacity. My father has another family where he had two children and then adopted a step child. There is a great mirage, but at least they stay away from me. Silas, his son, is a meth addict and dealer of that and Ecstacy. His degrees will now be taken away from Minnihaha Academy for that and because he never learned to read. His Dunwoody coolant systems degree will also go. He had a meth lab IN HIS APARTMENT and was caught by the Minneapolis Police just before he blew up the whole neighborhood. He had used my father's military connections to horde insane amounts of supplies like decongestants. Silas is a charleton, not military in the least. My father worked a plea deal with Mike Freeman that was completely illegal and Silas went "undercover" in AA to spread all these lies about my impeccable reputation because they had molested me in "private spaces" and "public spaces" like all over Abott Northwestern Hospital since I was young, and they did not anyone to believe me. Silas, you are going to Levinworth this week. Good luck with the big fellas in there. Lindsay helped you and "dad" and thus she will be in Madison Penn. soon enough. Your mother will very easily turn on BOTH of you. Freeman stand back. This is FAMILY BUSINESS that began on Oahu. Well the whole game that you played torturing me over a fake case of insanity is now through. OAHU is stepping in "DAD." I keep my hatred of you down "FATHER," but the surfers on The North Shore know that the tide shift that you caused on the North Shore that caused all wipeouts to be back breakers was YOU and not me. So does Oahu 5-0. They DESPISE you and did the whole time. They now know that you brainwashed the lua lovelies of 16 1nd 17 and had orgy sexuality with them because of your tie to ME, not your own authority. Giving them a "prescription" of poison ivy for their vaginas was REALLY STUPID. They all feel it today. Oh yeah, in all of your cult leader time, did you ever think that you had a royal wife and three small children at home? You are no God almighty, you are just a very diseased demon this week. Slander if you wish "Dad." WCCO has been investigating you outright for years. The LIVING evidence and witness is ME. You are going down infinity to a space and place that Peter will create that has no other being and then, out of stupidity and hubris, you will create ultimate DEMONS that will rule over you to cheat, lie, and torture you every single second of the rest of their infinity. The spice in the program will be the demonic hell dimension and imagery of Sikh Nation. Good luck with that "Dad!"

Seeking Serenity

Blazing hot coals heat my heart as red is the color of the day. I miss the TV, but not the constant invasion. I work to quell the feelings that bubble and boil. I put words on a page and I walk the way of the word. No one can see. I exist in a painful state, with bifocal heat my way every day. I come to a remote vicinity to think and listen to the medley of music. It sings to my heart, and my mind can be free. Maybe somewhere I will intersect with that which I have been unable to find, but I do pursue with due diligence. The sound of your voices are not conducive with the mechanical musings of the morning and the day that is pending. Maybe one day I will see a day of peace, true serenity.

Wiccan All Over Me

My dreams have become very military. I am in a futuristic scene of battle. There was one soul I needed to bring on board, and by the end, he was with me. People were shooting cats for some reason. My dreams are making me feel stronger every day. They are disturbing, but, in the end, I do prevail. It is a deep level of consciousness in the heat of battle. I make the right choices. My sleep was very disturbed last night and into today. I am tired of having to fight so hard. I just don't understand when people have dedicated themselves so much to lying and evil. I will just make lists from now on. I will at least know when it is time to go to an outside source. There is no safety in my apartment. As a result of having to deal with Wiccan witchcraft so head on, I am using my organization, my military core, my writing skills, my intuition, and my documentation of the day, while she disrupts my sleep with spells every night. No one has really ever studied witchcraft. They DO witchcraft that is taught to them through blind rituals and stealing, but it is time to take this DISEASE on. It is time to go at these "borderline" behaviors and cleptomania to an extreme, so that corporations can survive in the future and roommates can learn to go at Wiccan in their environment. If you are dealing with a convicted child molester, it can be even more challenging, but no more Wiccan to Wiccan. It just makes it worse and can ultimately cause fires. I will not war. I back away and document every day. I am silent, and thus I share no energy or private thoughts. Chief Harteau, watch out, it is coming your way. Just walk out and don't let them see you rage. Document anything they look at in your office and see if it goes missing. Then document all of the things that go missing around that individual when she is in your office. This all will then be dealt with in very cruel punishment in PENN. Food may not ever be served to these women, but definitely no milk, yogurt, or CHEESE. It is all just very disgusting.

Native Play

I am taking a break from Starbucks today and I am at Taco Bell. I just really wanted to drink pop. There was a Native couple who came in, who I believe was Sioux. At a certain point, the man took a cell phone call. He raised his voice to calm the man on the other end. It held much strong Indian Satanism. I took off my headset and listened. I ,very nonchalantly, got up as he was at that volume, and got some more pop. He finished the call, and I could feel a very strong clearing. I did not start shaking at all. He left and then came back in and put a Pepsi can in the trash. I believe that it was filled with SAGE. It was a blessing. It was really cool. I think that they know now to lock down South Minneapolis against stealing, especially food. This man was definitely the tribal elder. Police were not called. Everyone just went on there was naturally like nothing had happened.

Finding Adherence to a Common Phase

There is a time and space that is not this place. I concentrate hard to not notice all that is around me. I create a new reality and become a bee of all society. I try to be fruitful and buzz when the fuzz is near. Complete is how I do compete. I clap at times to see the feathers around me fly in the air. Maybe the vision of beautiful things keeps me in a place to be heard, actually, one fine day. Maybe a little help with my backpack is all I needed. It is okay to talk to many different foreign men in a day. There is a lattice of intel that can become GOLD down the line. Happiness can be measured in moments, and fatigue presents itself fairly constantly. I get up, dust myself off, and keep moving down the lane. Prophecy presents itself, daily, and I walk with the geese who cross the highway, stopping traffic on their legendary journey. My salvation is in the rectory and my way, today, is parliamentary. Kingdoms will rise and the disease overseas will spread to urban centers in this part of the aching map. I am here to survey and to keep the crazy away. A Hindi finds me at the crossroads of a common bus stop, and I cry DIVISION in the world in his mind. He sped to an end and then I had him adhere to perfect SILENCE around me. It is the land that is to be for the UNTOUCHABLE. Maybe, one day, his genius will be used to teach grade school in New Delhi. So high and holy in the land of the valley.

Study the LUNGS and Find Your Heart

I have just had a once over by a pulmonologist. Luckily the attending was Indian. HE and the breathing tech were fabulous. People will soon know what SPIRITUAL means. Wicked Wiccans never know FAITH. They cheat at everything. There is a Wicked Wiccan trick that a Wiccan "master" becomes anorexic and actually eats heinous amounts of sweets without gaining weight, without vomiting. Well I dealt with that type of Wiccan today. They put weight on people with spells, witchcraft, and nasty underground legislation. These women have horrible memories and cannot think on the spot, even with almighty tunnel through. These persons will extreme amounts of weight VERY QUICKLY in pennetentiary. They will lose EVERYTHING, even their KEYS today. Well, I walk away the master and you have no more divinity. So I do know the numbers "honey." You lied straight to my face, but your attending did not and he backed my play as I sat silently. Cheryl, my tech is a dive master and active U.S. marine. She is now the new Pulmonologist FELLOW at The Pulmonology Clinic at The University of MN. I will never be back. I know that everything was fine as the attending said. Cheryl and my Indian deity doctor told me. "Honey", you were taped and listened to REAL TIME. How stupid could you be? You have been behaving erratically all week. I believe that I will pass through India one day and all will become clear, with a Buddhist Rinpoche General like me, we will see a new reality. Maybe my attending doctor SAW everything when he listened to my lungs, actually. It has to do with my past, and we do not need to share with a lowly like you. You are crazy. Are you going crazier? You are off your meds again. Maybe Dr. Harlow will come your way too. I lost weight for many nations and persons during my time after gastric bypass and after I then opened to channel. Just so everyone knows, I went to a Vipassna meditation "retreat" in Merrit, British Columbia, about 10 years ago. This was after the opening and weight loss. We went to Vancouver, BC, after, and the Dalai Lama was there staying in the motel I got from AAA Minneapolis for a good price. I was with a heavy woman who came to the retreat with me. The Dalai Lama and his Lieutenant were behind us in an elevator. They normally only take the stairs. I was on low doses of psych meds which was signed off on by my psychiatrist at the time. The Dalai Lama stepped forward and quietly said, "Go OFF your medication TODAY, and let me see the 'changes" in your body, mind, and spirit." I quietly followed his orders, but did notify my psychiatrist without challenge because they are very dangerous to take if you have ACTUALLY had Gastric Bypass. I was already a Rinpoche. He saw that I was free to BREATHE EASIER after I stopped taking even a MINIMAL DOSE of Seroquel (25 mg). Maybe The Fairview Riverside University ADULT psychiatry clinic could do a Seroquel study ASAP with persons being put on varying doses of Seroquel and their lung capacity and function. Do not charge for the study, but discontinue that med after a year and go to Depakote (1500 mg) a night. Have the treatment setting be one where they are monitored taking the meds. Anoka Mental Hospital may be useful. Just set up a satellite clinic up there in Anoka, and let the patients get out on appointment days to see you all and then they will be very agreeable. Stop someplace "healthy fast food" and pay for their lunch. Track weight gain on both meds. Do not give Lasix. My weezing began in me after I was put on a MASSIVE dose of Seroquel morning and bedtime. I do notice things, but I know to keep my mouth shut at this time, Dalai. Do you think that this "study" has gone on long enough? The Dalai Lama is OCEANOGRAPHY from The University of Washington, Seattle, around me there. He is now a new INTERN for the U of MN Psychiatry Clinic. He will never be a doctor, actually.

A Coin of Relevence

Line deputy, draw close to me. There is pain and violence in slumber. My heart beats to bring you into my chamber. Maybe being misunderstood is a romantic quality for you and me. I take your large palm and I place a coin of gold mimicry in the center. I miss your eyes and your grand smile. Maybe I only saw you through the looking glass the whole time. Your magnificence is only emanated through the strong dark eyes of the gorillas I call home. Please be with me in a shelter in my heart and find your mind's eye to guard and guide your wrath.

Antiwiccan Philosophy

The heart of Buddha, I am calling you. Maybe I feel held in your arms today, and I wear black. Energy exchange in light conversation, but I properly shake your hand with my gloves on. You leave one behind to clear the air. I think that his eyes belie that he did not know of our public friendliness. Things are really possible. I am here today because there were people who cared yesterday. I did run into my friend Tony on the bus and chatted a bit about Detroit gang culture. Telepathy is easy with this being beside me. We are breaking it to him that I am telepathic like a mo fo. Maybe he is shy, but we will pull him into the new world economy. I did get the hookup with a computer genius. He planted all of these open apps in my phone that I had not been to. This intel led me to know that he knew my party affiliation and of my top martial artistry. He did it telepathically. He only had my phone in his hands for about 20 seconds. He is Antiwiccan undercover. He sells refurbished cell phones here at Starbucks that he is then able to mess with the person's history and memory in their heads. He goes after powerful wiccans of COMPUTER community. They are ruining it all. He is brilliant, just brilliant. Maybe he has the reigns to MY memory today.

New Being of Artistry

With my silence this week has come a silence in my writing as well. Maybe even my dreams show that I would like to do things in a traditional way. The one hot sauce packet I had said,"I do," on its cover. Drops of Jupiter are in me, and demonic natures in artistry are about to emerge. I called one back from the brink and brought a solace to a whole family tree outside of me. It can be complicated and it can impede on my ability to communicate. I know that the deceit is part of the revelry, but the clock on the wall says that I am doing fine. I piece together articles of grammar and sing to the air once the sun has gone down. There is a new being in my coffee show in Fridley. Maybe he and I can be a crew to keep the robbers away. The biggest robbery is that of the soul, and now I see his primal core becoming brilliance in his lack of arrogance and gentleness deep down which dances with his RAGE at this time. Maybe he is a poet and painter deep down, now working IT and law enforcement community. He is graceful in his movement in this kingdom, and calls for no assistance to approach foreign entities. Maybe The U.N will come to you in a dream and you will see and feel what is really real. A HARP may appear and your cherub nature may just spontaneously play. Blocks exist as a heavenly boundary as you exist now in purgatory. Evil ones will want to FEED on your spirit and art. Now is not a good time to start, but maybe observing what you see as beauty and as grotesque would be internally fruitful. Both ends of this spectrum can put a pencil in your hand and an image in your mind.

Building A Wall Against Wiccan

I'm looking out at Central Ave as I sit sipping my tea, and I see a PINK semi. I absolutely love it. I feel much better than I did yesterday. I watched Lucifer last night, and it was really good. I had this really weird dream last night. It was fun, funny and endearing in some ways, but then there were these very mean women in it. I am just glad that I am awake. I knew to remain perfectly silent and still on the bus today. I even just waved to the bus driver's greeting and goodbye. I have been practicing silence in my apartment and people get so hostile in response. I am sure that they say that it is hostility from me, but it is not. It is just frustration, at times, that my boundary to not get into conversation is not honored. Eventually I just retire into my bedroom. I now feel very violated by boundary violation. It is becoming so obvious, energetically, now that I have set myself out on a silent ship. It honors my spirit and says no more to the abuses around me. I will no longer give an inch to have things "be okay" because they aren't and I am not listened to. I am the only one who can find a solution to the heinous offenses of Wiccan on my body, mind, spirit, and mental processing. I am still here, and maybe, one day, I will have someone tell me what it all means. Maybe THEN I can feel my possible brilliance in a time of a very spiritual war. I am managing a system that I sense, but I cannot see.

Feeling Ill

I don't feel good today. I just had a free sandwich from Starbucks in Fridley and I am afraid I might throw up. It just feels that there is so much evil and so little time. I think I am dealing with the rage of Africans my way. Grand Plan, like will judge like. I will just stay out of their energy as much as possible. I don't know what I could say here to feel better. I will just sit and see if anything surfaces.

Playoff Experinces

I watched some football today. Tonight I needed to get out of the negativity at my apartment, so I came to McDonalds in Columbia Heights, to write. Well I was upset with The Packers game, but I was rooting for both teams in the other game. I just wanted the strongest team to win to play The Falcons in the Super Bowl. I believe that they have been using voodoo hexes on mainly quarterbacks and some coaches in the league. Maybe it all converges at my apartment tonight. When I watched the Packers game, I was really attacked, internationally, by Wiccan witcheries. I ended up going into my room in the first quarter and passed out for two hours and was very sensitive to sound and vibration. I got through it and watched the rest of the game. People who refuse to know about or learn about ritual abuses, will just end up on the other end of them. I am not superstitious in any way. Superstitiousness is actually an offshoot of satanistic practices. Once instilled in the consciousness it never goes away. To combat its danger one must use creative centers to make it stand up comedy in the brain. Belief is different. Study the MEANING of belief and you will realize why you needed a carcinogenic form of it. Thank you Aaron, Ben, and Tom for fighting the good fight today.

Hockey Enforcement

SO I am dealing with HOCKEY right now. A merchant that I see frequently wears these jerseys with a hockey lace laced through the top. The celebration for the Herb Brooks statue in St. Paul brought up the "miracle" team. This merchant, I believe was there as a high and mighty tunnel through for both teams, but especially on enforcer work. On an interview, the U.S. player who now coaches the U of MN girls squad, who I believe was running the map on enforcement ability was interviewed. Then, on the bus last night, this sweet looking, handsome older gentlemen was sitting in the back with me and we kept smiling at each other. I felt kind of shy. He was very kind to gently help me not fall as I departed. I think that he was the Russian enforcer from that year. What I got about these men is that ALL THREE are Russian. They will be very powerful in a PARLIMENTARY system in Russia in the days to come. There will be a House of Kings and no House of Commons. Putin will have boundaries, and they will have true royalty. All of this came to be because I told this merchant about my brother, Peter, being a college player with great enforcer ability about a week ago. Peter YOU ARE RUSSIAN TOO. Just let HIBBING speak to you today. Merchant man, thank you for sending your Russian friend to meet me on the bus. It was so amazing. He is real after all.

Gypsy In He

Very powerful gypsies are in play now. They are the top of mystical law enforcement. They know all traditions, do mystical alchemy well, and are able to dole out the right punishment to fit world society. I have one like a mouse in my pocket. It is not the royal we, thus not a VOICE in my head. I have never heard a voice or seen an imagery in my head. It is necessary so that I can deal with The World Generals of the past and those that are about to be. It is all a game of RISK and these new gypsies are coming across as quite military in their direction. It is a new evolution of their society that has now spread into government and The KGB. We all watched over the very military inaugural parade last night as "Mad Dog" was in actual attendance next to Mr. Trump. Everyone needs to pull their own weight at this time. Things will not just be based on someone's say or words. ALL will be checked, especially around me. STEALING will be dealt with grave consequences and also Wiccan behaviors and spells that do not fit a crime will be dealt with in pennetentiary. In the outside world, random violence is beginning to occur toward these "mistresses of the night." They are none of the above. The street is where they should be, but gypsy knows me and can see the confusion that you all promote as I hold my head high, walk away, and create things of beauty and COMEDY. The comedy is so very needed for my handsome gypsy. He has never seen so many sides to a soul so quickly. Now he does not have to define it psychiatrically as DID (Disociative Identity Disorder), he sees the perfect EMPATH in me that brings about this masterful mimicry. You can be The Viceroy and I will be The Monarch. We will flap our butterfly wings together overseas and you will be the only one who knows that I am the poisonous of the two of us.

This Is War

I am here at Starbucks in Fridley and it is fairly busy today. I felt that there was a diety trial on schitzophrenia today. The diety troup triumphed over very evil nurses and nurse practitioners who are going outside their legally established professional expertise. Chase me with the known torture injection, Risperidal, and you will be the ones with akethesia. You all have no idea how we will torture with that and other psychiatric tortures in the future in sanitarium and in penn. There is a Scottish doctor in Indianapolis and a Spanish doctor, here, who stopped that torture for me with two different chemical reactors. You all do not know pain and you do not know torture. I chose not to speak of it on a daily basis. Nurses will begin their Risperidal regimen of two shots for six months TWICE this week. It will be all nurses in The U.S.and Germany. You will feel nothing at first, and thus you will get brazen and we will have you. Dr. Andrew Miller, of Indianapolis and New York City, will oversee this "experiment," with my known father Dr. Thomas Mayer who was Dr. Joseph Mengala during The Nazi regime in WWII. Well, you have all stepped in it, and now this Scottish doctor, who is British Intelligence, will rule over the British royal family for eternity. No amount of torture will be enough. I guess that was a direct quote about me from them when I was in Muncie. Well, guys, I have gained much weight, but I am still in the fight. My brain and body works properly, and I have had NO FLU this year. Latinos are in place and you all know NOTHING of their abilities and dieties.

Life At The Zoo

I just arrived at The IDS Starbucks. I went to lunch and to the Como Zoo with my mother. Virgil saw me and then went to sit by the glass exactly where he sat the last time that I saw him. Virgil is my "gorilla husband." The exhibit is "the bachelor exhibit." It is three 17 year old, almost 400 lbs. silverback gorillas. The other two are Sampson and Jabir, in that order. Trinities are strong and stabilizing, internationally. It is nothing freaky. It is about devotion to a species outside the human mind and POWER exchange. I left the exhibit and then came back and he went back to the same place by the glass. I have missed him so much. He then turned around after a while and I gave his back an energy treatment. The second Siberian Tiger was in the enclosure today. It was magnificent. The lions were also fearless and proud. I am pretty wiped out right now. I am sick of the fight of every day, but I will not give up. The Franscious Langurs were extra energetic today and were bouncing off the glass. The tamarins were as well, and there was a new baby in there today. He was so sweet. I sit silent as people create their own enclosures. VIRGIL, thank you for your BRAVE and magnanimous act today. I love you for leading the charge so that men I would like to commit to in the future can keep their dignity. I love you, baby, baby. There WAS a witness. She was a zoo employee. Primates are now protected, internationally, because of your selfless and endearing participation in a loving act. It was heavenly.

Maybe I Stray in a JAZZ Way

I am here at Starbucks Fridley, late. It has been a two Starbucks day. Things are heating up as they say. Of all of the coffee houses in the world, you choose mine. Yes I do, Taylor, you luscious being. Maybe you are a PLAYWRITE deep down. It will run for about 30 minutes, premiering on BROADWAY, and running all day every 45 minutes from 9:00 am until MINDIGHT, the bewitching hour. Cast can rotate, but it will be like a Broadway CNN and change throughout the year. Christmas Eve will open with an ICP rap from Jesus Christ himself, Jeffery Forrest. Rap will be chosen upon popular request instantaneously. He is I.T. and A.I. and I bet his African American, Cherokee, Masonry (former Jester) grandfather is really proud of him today. Hey G-pa, I now know that you are a TRUMPET afficianado for the JAZZ community. Tell Jeff, VERBALLY, ASAP. So many talents, so little time. Give up your evil and join my coterie and the sky is your limit, actually. It will never be a ruse or a cruise. It will always be revolutionary. I am here to say that Marylin Forrest is now a full gypsy with my Aunt Tracy and she is a genius in PERSONAL history which will be a specialty when I come to be. Maybe even James will resurrect with DAMON from Jackson Square. Damon is Chicago Crpyt Lieutenant and is basketball hierarchy. Have fun with BASEBALL CARDS and get Joe Mauer to go back to Russia, already. It is time for all to pull their own weight and to find true justice for their almighty, whomever that is. I just sit here drinking tea, publically so that others cannot lie about me. I am on film, LADIES. Planet Souix FEMME FATALES will take care of you. I do what I can to pull them through and calm their rage at these unclean borderline women, with my ability of actual physiological, psychic, mental, and emotional EMPATHY.

Let's Run The Table

I am at Starbucks in The IDS. I feel a lot coming through, but I have very little to say. I am sensing that all different nationalities and communities are coming onto the betting scene for the rest of the playoffs and The Super Bowl. Arabs are being briefed, very academically, by Mike Ditka. They have a whole new satellite system for American sports TV in The Middle East. It is just Saudi Arabia today, but will go to JORDAN by The Super Bowl. Point spreads will be the bet, in EITHER direction simultaneously. That is the only thing that will change. I am sensing Native, but even CHEROKEE, in the mix. They are not a betting tribe. My associate from Indy, Jeff, is 1/8th Cherokee and his reservation is in OK. He IS a betting man, very casually. He is many things, but he has been an enforcer in NYC since he was 2. Ice T is in the mix with wife Cooky. She is very Chinese. I spoke to a receptionist who was Souix and I picked The Steelers and The Packers, with The Packers winning The Super Bowl. I said that I look for a little help from Great Spirit. She laughed. I guess I had the perfect delivery, because normally that would be heinously offensive. Edelman is in vicinity and is in many men here. Sikhs are clearing the lines to The Minneapolis Police. Chinese are looking at the year, the date, and the time, to make their picks. Germans are searching military actions around that date in the past. Just know that Roethisberger is born a British Knight and was presented a perfectly sized ADULT suit of armor from The Queen at his birth. He will be the Ruler of The House of Lords and will handle military matters directly. They have his seat in the chamber empty waiting his arrival. I have a sterling silver plate that The Queen signed for me at birth, thus I know her real handwriting with a metal engraver. His armor is signed the same. It is deep and holy PROPHECY. This is why it was The Steelers (him) and The Vikings (my home) played the first Europeon game of American football. So Vegas is dead, but ALL Satanists are onboard. NYC through New Jersey is doing criminal prosecution around me today so that I can concentrate for these games. I am here and there. Thank you, doctor, for all that you do behind the scenes.

Time For Ben to Get Big

I did not sleep at all last night. I intersect, in these times, with new entities. Ben Roethlesberger came through. I believe that he is actually a LINE DEPUTY in Pittsburg. Not an easy gig. He was big young, so he started this energetically powerful job when he was 16. He is called mean, but now he know that it is these heinous borderlines who are actually infinity cruel and mean and they never take responsibility. They are PROUD of their child molestation and just put it out there in the community. Well, ladies, you are not queens and I fuckin HATE YOU. I have done my whole journey to lock you all in hell together for eternity. You have no idea how FAT you will be. On top of your normal retardation, admitting all your broken laws even to police, your Wiccan is about to take your memories and abilities to read. It is time for Ben to be set free and for him to find the poetry of what he has experienced thus far. My Marion County Line Deputy feels a great repoire with this man. Line Deputies do have a similar energy. Well, ladies, it will be ultimately cruel and beautiful borderline line deputies who will handle you and jostle and tossel you with tunnel through. Ben has a pretty serious concussion, so by uniting with his energy, I was very dizzy when I got up and then I felt a sharp pain in my left hemisphere of my brain. That had never happened to me before. I think that it was a brain bleed for him. I am okay and he would not have been. So Mr. Brady, not another deflate gate. The Marion County Line Deputy will be guarding the balls before and all throughout the game. So Ben, welcome, it is great to feel you onboard. I cannot say who I will root for in your game. I will feel it out at the time. It just kind of happens at times. I think that you are really a great guy. Don't let the bastards get you down and stay away from women and children from now on forward and you will never be locked down again. You are rage for a reason. They ARE unwelcome energy your way.

A Blank NFL Read

Today it is 31 degrees and it feels fabulous. It makes coming to Starbucks in Fridley so much easier. I knew that it was best to wait for afternoon to come here. I need to stay down low for a few weeks. I have a lot of tests this month. I miss some, and I welcome others. Along my way, I stay pretty solitary, but it makes thinking and relating easier with whomever I have in front of me. Today I realized that I have never made a wager on sports at all, not even with just a friend. I watch just for the joy of the games. Maybe someone made a wager for me yesterday in The Middle East that paid off mightily, Colleed. Arabs in the play makes it all so much sweeter. The stores of cash in The Middle East will keep OUR dollar and economy sound when even The Euro is going down and/ or eratic. That was my plan on Oahu. I have been a natural world financier the whole time. Now I merge with the abilities of Abdol and my TCF lead, and we will lock it all down, especially for Mr. Aaron Rodgers. He will give to no one anymore, and no longer use credit. He will know where EVERY cent is at every moment. He will pay off his truck today. I am guessing it is Ford F150, red with black interior. It is time to purchase a 2014 Toyota Tacoma pick up, but black to fit in out there. You can buy from any area of the country, but have a financier buy it with CASH and not at a dealer. Make the financier also sort out the title and plates. Do not verbalize this buy or anything you sell, actually. Keep your other truck for show. It is a power move and you will FEEL it soon enough. Start wearing non sport related baseball caps and you will look a little like Brad Paisley and then you will be part of U.S. Marshall and Border Patrol crew. Stay away from Coyote "artistry." It will make you very cruel if you ever meet me face to face. So the ruse is that Aaron Rodgers would never be caught dead in a "UNAMAERICAN" vehicle. It is better to drive it that to be actually caught dead. They would make it a scene that would make people think you shot yourself in your pickup; dead from that concussion disease. Don't worry, the NFL will go after Will Smith, mightily, today. L.A. is about to go up in flames and they choose NOW to bring in TWO NFL teams. It will REALLY affect cheating and Vegas lies in The NFL.

Aaron Through the Uprights

I am at the Taco Bell in Columbia Heights. My lovely Aaron Rodgers and HIS Packers pulled it out against the EVIL Dallas Cowboys in the final seconds of the game. It was exhausting to watch, but we did it. Maybe I take it personally, so I was SOOOO irritated by my roommate who kept speaking her Wiccan icky while I sat silent trying to cheer on my players. Every time she spoke, I was more annoyed, but I did not say anything rude. After a while though, I was like "Are you as dumb as a goal post, or what?" I feel like she wants to get into my private thoughts and feelings. It is really hard to deal with her on a normal day, but today I was invested in the game, so I couldn't just go in my room or to someplace to write. Well, rest up this week guys. I will damn straight be watching next week. I dub you KING AARON today. If I was there, I would place a Burger King Crown on your noble knightly head. I know that you were multitasking. You did great. Have a hot tub and then drink down a Pina Colada with two extra shots of brandy to just relax your muscles properly. I will be up tonight, but you can take some Unisom if you need to. GO PACKERS!!!

NFL Dream

There are playoff games this weekend. Tonight I will be watching The Patriots and tomorrow The Packers. I hope they both prevail. I like to talk to Tom Brady and Aaron Rodgers when they play. It is just fun. When I working at Smokey Bones in Indy, I began to have a real connection to football and quarterbacks, mostly. Maybe OMAHA is me. It is now in another man's hands. I just want the best for these men in the transition from the lies of football into the lies of society. They should all be crazed and crazy, but the silence of Peyton Manning shows that he is transitioning well and working in another vicinity. Maybe play calling is difficult, but game making is even more exhausting. I do wear my Patriots sweatshirt I actually got at a truck stop near Denver, CO, today. My ultimate pick is Aaron Rodgers and The Packers this year. I will be watching, Aaron, for an interview with you, on the field, after the game tomorrow. Maybe there will actually be some Arabs watching too. I guess it is all just a dream. You can speak this week. I have a man here shielding me. Call Peyton AFTER the game tomorrow and learn there is all to see about EVERY industry. The man studies well and even moving in the world as a heart surgeon is in his envelop.

Finding the Conscience of My University

I saw Abdol on the bus yesterday. We talked as he went on his way to the library. Abdol, I was a librarian at Hamline University when I went there. My Great Aunt Vi was a reference librarian at the Downtown Minneapolis library when I was growing up. She was very gifted and funny. I had a really disturbing nightmare last night. It had people coming at me, even Hamline, about my weblog. Well, I believe that it was really good that I turned my dream catcher towards the wall. After that dream, I feel like my brainwaves still have not normalized. Once I woke up, I felt like Hamline is waking up and will defend my rights to write today. I became a published author on their campus through The National Academy of Science, on my genetics research with flat worms. I did have to write a grant proposal to have that research paid for. Not everyone was allowed that honor. I must say that I keep my head down and I don't necessarily notice everything, and then there are other ways that I notice things that others miss. It is a massively intricate defense system in my cerebral cortex. My system is being kind of overworked today with this very nasty dream. People who have violated me plenty were in it just laughing at me at my torture. I just keep walking, and maybe someone like Abdol cares today. I move toward foreign systems more and more every day. In this system, all higher ups worked to maintain a programming and indoctrination system with me that would keep my voice silent and the realities inaccessible in all of the deceit around me. Some may think my tone is hostile, but it is nothing like what is deserved by those who predate around me. Maybe this is not a huge aha day, but at least I have put words on the page and gone into the community to write at Starbucks Fridley.

Opening John to Great Spirit

I awoke early this morning having Native telepathy coming through. A few things were expressed, but he said that my dream catcher was highly demonic and it needed to be brought outside and beaten with a tennis racket until the racket broke. It was in response to the nightmare I had just had. I knew that that would look ridiculous, and I don't have a tennis racket. I also believe in doing my journey as quick as possible, so I use the demonic in dream realm to train my conscious unconscious. As I thought at Starbucks in the IDS and drank some Pike's Place, I picked up a Native man from my past who I call John. John is a strong, mindful, and healthy Ojibwe. I will just say that he is top of Native tree. His telepathy was coming through as I continued to sip my coffee. He said that that was not any of us, it was something HIGHER. He said, I think that you actually spoke to Great Spirit. It is like an extra eagle eye above that relates to animals very personally and nature as well. I feel like he has finally come to know that I studied Marine Biology my entire senior year of college. I also had a very extensive Ecology class at Hamline University. John is FBI, but has been out in the field, on his own, for far too long. He is part of what is coming down on the James Comey, director of the FBI, today. So anyway, with the events and topics of the last week and a half, I believed that Great Spirit has actually been created. It is now an open source of wisdom, without schitzophrenia or vision quest, to native men. Native women will now deal with women's viciousness and lies. I feel that John is excited and can actually give me some credit for a change and stop calling me "you people."

A Soldier From Muncie

Tyler, military police for the U.S. Marine Corp, you did tell me in Muncie that you were trained in Hamburg, Germany. It means that you were BORN there, honey. Funny bunny sunny funny bunny honey honey. I am clearing out your FINANACIAL brain. No more lending anyone your check card. I give you my old account, and account number, at First Merchant's Bank that is centered there. No more hanging with the lowly. It is time to get very military. You were adopted and you are a PLANT in Muncie. You will return to Germany within the year and explain to them the light creation "trick" you did with me. We will make you an adjunct professor at the nearest university there in military matters and also an adjunct ROYAL for The Hamburg Line. I will see you again, but after you have gone through military punishment phase. It DOES NOT have to do with the wharehouse of cocaine that you help to find and manage in New Orleans in Hurricane Katrina. Maybe you need a cheap guitar to just pluck at to settle you and bring about a "Twighlight Serenade." They are coming for you. Good Looking and genius "L.A's" males who are actually part of an Apocolyptic society will call you today and you will be made a part of their society and a soldier in a foreign war movie IMMEDIATELY. You are very good looking, Tyler. I am sure that the years of Muncies going after you telepathically has taken its toll on how you see yourself actually. Everything is going to be JUST FINE.

Creating Diamonds

I stare into the hall and a smile meets my gaze. A friend approaches as my music plays in my headphones. I open myself up to a beginning that I do not know. I am here anyway. People hold their ideals and ideas behind their eyes and deep in their hearts. I must have known a Shi ite was circling on that day, thus I kept my coat on with a scarf. Some things are not said, but create a space where you do not end up dead, especially in this economy. The conversation evolves and is directed toward University. Now the dirty of these institutions around me is clear to this being. I am a lot more well versed than I am aware of. Maybe my thoughts are DIAMONDS of wisdom where only pearls had existed before. The smile and laughter moves me into a zone of safety on a difficult day. Thank you and CALL Allah today "servant of God."

A Visit With Abdol

I had coffee with Abdol yesterday at The IDS Starbucks. It was very nice to see him. We were talking a little more about education and he told me that his first degree was in mechanical engineering that he received from a French university. Along with working for the United Nations he has also worked for Rolex watch corporation. He is just a very accomplished man. His English is coming along swimmingly. I talked a little about my time at Hamline and my studies there. I have been dealing with foreign men for about 3 years now. In certain ways, I feel more at home with these men than the Americans I have dated my whole life. I guess I can just be me and see greater degrees into their cultures, norms, mores, and classes. I have been around people from foreign nations my whole life starting with The Japanese on Oahu, but it is different now. I don't know what my future holds. I have never traveled to a foreign land that did not speak English. I will need assistance in that way if I do travel one day. It will definitely not be casual travel. Abdol, thank you for the conversation, the very public hug, and your infinity of high fives. I think that you will be on the top of your game when you go back to Europe, but I know that will not be for a few years. Thank you for your work behind the scenes.

A Feeling of Something Hinky

It is fairly blustery outside, but I did make it downtown to The IDS Starbucks. Something doesn't feel right in the air today. Even though that is the case, I did get all of my laundry done. People pass by and I just watch. A few minutes ago, I had this image of the animals at The Como Zoo just getting rowdy and roaring in their own tongue. It happened when I heard the song "Standing In The Hall of Fame", by The Script. It started with my gorilla beau VIRGIL. I love you Virgil and I miss you. I will come to see you and your crew soon. Maybe these animals can see the sins of the world today. Maybe THEY are the judge and jury today. I feel like I have two mighty men in my corner today with one in the wings. Then, on top of it all, is the elite of The Line Deputy of Marion County who knows ALL of your lifetime of sins and the order of the sinners. Maybe I am his because he sees the VALUE of owning me completely one day. I have work to do and he does too. I miss him and I send telepathic greetings to him frequently. After today, he will not be seen for weeks. He is taking the brunt of the charge. Maybe he even TUNNELED THROUGH you disgusting maggots and you will ACTUALLY feel SHAME. Blame me again, and everyone will know, publically, your sins and when they occurred. I still have my computer, my driver's license, my bank account, my space in housing, and my citizenship and BIRTH CERTIFICATE. My social security number and funding is also solid. I am grateful for all of this, but I do put a prayer in the sky that I can have an actual relationship with a guy this year. I think that the round a bout has started today. The SCALE of deceit is DEAFENING, STARTLING, and DISGUSTING all at the same time.

Study and The Uninsured

I have been stressing the importance of research lately. The thing about research is that there is never really pure science. All knowledge is able to be applied to another study or state of being at some point. Matter does matter, and it relates PERSONALLY, at this point. Become close with the facts that you gleaned from study, and years later they may serve you well. My doctor and I spoke of research the other day and his disease of study was BREAST CANCER. I challenge him now to catalog similarities between patients and anomalies. It is Wiccan that produces polyps and Satanism in a Wiccan society that produces tumors. Look for the percentages of BENIGN lumps and malignant tumors. You will see the relationships in family that bring about the big C and you will see that chemicals only make it worse, while being studied, but then they go home and get very Pagan Witchcraft and they become these "brave survivors." The more Wiccan, the greater the tumor, and the greater the insanity. Some take themselves to death, mainly with overdose. What kind of woman would just produce an effect that removes their breasts? They are ALL gay. Men do turn away after, but then women can really dig into their covens and lesbian relationships in community and they have "reason." It is always men's fault in the end. Let's all feel for Brad Pitt today. What kind of woman cuts off her breasts who is boobie industry and has NO disease? It is all a nasty ritualistic pie and I will never be part of that activity. Breast cancer "survivors" creep me out to infinity. I guess now everyone will say that I am misogynistic. I am actually right in the center and ladies, you ALL practice witchcraft, and I do not. You damn all men in your life to hell from birth. They will study that soon enough and NO MORE pain meds will come your way and insurance WILL NOT pay. We may be able to have some national health care system after that truth comes to be, scientifically.

Dig Dug's Excursion

I was thinking of a really funny story today. I had a hamster named Dig Dug during childhood. I would clean his cage all by myself even though this aquarium I used was very heavy. I would put him in this hamster ball to roll around while I was cleaning. He had this way of turning it a certain way and so one of the sides of the ball would open and he would escape. This one time I couldn't find him. I searched off and on for hours. We had cats and a dog so I was really concerned. The cat would play with him in the hamster ball batting it around with his paws. He probably let the little bugger out in the first place. So we went out and came back and our dog, Collie Heidi Ho, did not welcome us at the door. We went downstairs and she had found Dig Dug. She was just licking him against the corner of the room. Heidi had made the capture, and Dig Dug had his paws in the air and was silent and still, but very wet. Maybe she was the only DOG U.S. Marshall around me. It is a little funny because Heidi never wanted to breed. She would sit down, but here she seemed so motherly. I think that Dig Dug was very happy to then be placed in his clean cage. Maybe that incident sparked a friendship that we could not see on human TV.

Playing the Game Well

I did brave the cold to come to Starbucks in Fridley. It has been a quiet day. I watched some football. In a while, I will check on the final score of The Packers vs. The Giants. I hope that Aaron Rodgers prevails. They were ahead when I left to come here. I did get some sleep, and that was a good thing. I am trying to figure out my feelings for a certain man. I usually can just work with telepathic link and that feeds me enough to not need more. I have now found someone who I really like. I am now living in a way that leaves the door to be opened by the male. I truly believe in the functionality of chivalry. I see it as best if the man does the asking and inquiring about the female behind the scenes so that there is safety. I will not write too much about it because I guard my privacy around a situation like this. I must be open to WORLD community, and thus I must open the lines to many, not just one, especially intellectually. I just sit quietly in this coffee shop and write this quiet entry. I listen to music on Pandora.com to absorb any messages, some even romantic, from the songs that are played randomly.

Living As Jeremy Dye

I met the Line Deputy of Ramsey County when I went to IndiaFEST. He was there with another officer and their beautiful Sheriff Car. I just talked to him a little bit about the old jail that no one knew about. It was a four level structure cut into the LIMESTONE of the banks of The Mississippi River. They are in the midst of tearing it down. It will cost more to sell than to destroy is what he told me. I toured that facility when I was 18 and became Girl's County. It was after I went undercover with all looneys on the planet. I was then made Sheriff Deputy, but NOT part of the Sheriff Union. Alternative military training for any Sheriff in vicinity, wherever I am, is taught by me, personally. Sheriff Stayneck has been a bit of a failure. I give him to ARMY JAG at this time. Run him through COURT MARSHAL proceedings, ASAP, not jail or prison society. I will stay clear of all of it, and he will be held accountable for what he says in a court of law. I give him DAVE SCHULTZ from Hamline Law as his attorney. I became entrenched in Jail Community and Sheriff Union when I slept with Jeremy Dye overnight at his townhome in Muncie, IN. I met him at a karaoke bar where he was the KJ. He OWNED all of the very nice karaoke equipment. He was the youngest head of any union, but he was head of Delaware County Sheriff Union. He is now head of ALL Sheriff Unions, in the nation, and in the world. He now sees how I get paid, and he knows my dignity to just live quietly at The YWCA in Muncie. I did not try to jump the line. We had a night, and that was it. He knows that I do not speak of it at all until right here, right now. Muncies are Muncies, but I do believe that he is out there working his magic for me. Maybe NOW he understands why he needed NOT to be Sheriff of Delaware County. He would be a great REMOTE Sheriff for Hennepin County for all eternity. Get him in on that Ramsey County project, ASAP, and see what HE can see happened to me, actually, when I was in that vicinities jail facility tour. He will find it sweet.

Community Chemical Insight

It is very quiet at Fridley Starbucks tonight. Braving the cold may be too much for folks. I hooked up a special forces undercover officer with Yakuza the other day. He has many tattoos. I believe that they came with a perfectly tailored suit for this 6'4" soldier. He can then pull Herohito through. They also gave him this white powder liquid that can cover tattoos, mystically, above the neck line. It is used in The Middle East to hide the marks (scars) of one's tribe. Who knows what this unity has in store, but he is Insane Clown Posse too. JESTERS stay away from him and his crew's spot. Hard and fast justice in that zone is the way. Maybe they study from afar, but the time for study is done and now they are number one in especially NE Minneapolis. Police, watch and notice how zones switch quickly and that jugalo nation is about not to be. It always was their destiny. Everyone back away a bit as I work out some personal business with the field of medicine and those who are to be that destiny. We can no longer be in that realm if there is no clarity of reality. True MILITARY view of the survival qualities in physical body having do to one's actual energy system is needed to be studied ASAP. The place of pharmacy will shift and cruelty will be their space in the future. My Planarian Regeneration research showed that administering a chemical (RNA Transcriptase/ an enzyme linked to transcription, not translation of DNA) that "should have" brought about an acceleration of regeneration, actually slowed down and mutated the regeneration of these flat worms. "Medicines" work with WIZARDRY in this time and space connected to the energy systems and physiological responses of hierarchically high entities on this planet. Soon enough they will cut you all off. Illicit drugs will work for a holy few. I hope that made your day. When we take both legal and illegal drugs from these persons with borderline, especially CRACK COCAINE, they will EXPLODE in penn. and devour each other, actually. Their faked pain behavior all along will not serve them there in a space that ALL know the reality. No sympathy, only anarchy.

The Journey of My Life and Mind

I had to have two, very extensive conversations about the main stressor in my life. I believe that BOTH of the people I spoke to will evolve in their ability to be helpful to me. I need to just keep writing and working in the field of telepathic patches to self esteem. I now see that there is programming and indoctrination that can plant core beliefs if it is violent and humiliating enough, and especially if BOTH programming and indoctrination are used to install a core belief. So programming can be a community instilling a thought system that rings again and again in an environment verbally and telepathically. It does, most of the time take a whole community unless a programmer is world traveled and elite like my grandfather, World General George Mayer. He worked, with community to program the hobbling core belief in me that was, I am evil and I must be destroyed. My father, with Harold Mort from The St. Paul Union Gospel Mission used me to take it all from repeated satanistic rituals with foster kids from Marine on St. Croix, MN (they brought in the authority of another counties penal system and satanistic technique). Indoctrination has basis in a religion or religious community. They were fundamental Babtist. They also instilled that core belief with fire, blood, and humiliation (sexual and physical) torture, publically. By the age of 18, I was more Manchurian than evil a small boy from Okinawa could be. My target would have been my brother Peter for reasons I will not explain here. I was given a choice, by General George to overdose and start my undercover work against social service, psychiatry, or psychology, or I would have my whole military record swept away. I chose the codeine. My war is not over, but I think that I made inroads today. Evil never takes a vacation, so I cannot. I will handle those in front of me with powerful military authorities in the wings. Those of you here have not become worldly and the wall is about to crack in a way that will take it off its foundation, like what my roommates gas instead of brake drunk driving accident did to the entire wall of her room. Consequences, at this point, will be severe, but people need to know that I have meditated past the wall that George installed and my father's crew painted, and thus my military overdoses are over. I now see very clearly, and I bet everyone else is either getting very confused about all of the lies they have told, OR they are becoming VERY clear in how they see me. So, at this point, I will say that it is my belief that you all just exist in the day. MOST of you have never been actually programmed and/ or indoctrinated. There ARE no core beliefs. It is either nasty telepathy in your vicinity or from people you know overseas, or it is tunnel through trying to convince you that you have low self esteem around thoughts like,"I am fat." I am disgusting." "I am retarded." or worse, "I am a whore." We will now take this mainly telepathy, with limited use of dirty tunnel through (it can have negativity reprocussions in the sender), at the worst abusers and sexual offenders who have ever existed on this Earth. We will go at white, female sex offender borderlines who beg for sympathy with cutting. Well, ladies, you have created those neural pathways around cutting, thus inputting, especially by military around me, thoughts that encourage cutting and public humiliation of yourselves will be easy peasy. See how you lose control of your lives at that point. It will become CRIMINAL, soon enough, to actively cut (seeing new cuts) or to cut PUBLICALLY, especially. The death penalty rolls off my legal brain at this time. We KNOW what all of you Wiccan bitches have been doing to me. Enjoy your time in the sun. I will just continue to document the journey of my life and mind. With the knowledge of telepathy and tunnel through we can also BOLSTER the self thought process of OUR TEAM. It will be military, NOT intelligence.

World Effects of Public Deciet

I have been "insulated" by the lies that people tell, my whole life. When I opened to channel universal knowledge, justice, and law, I began to go at the systems and people around me. I had spent many years before dealing with the lies having to do with child molestation and brutality. Even medical doctors looked away and were not honest with me. They still are not, but I have enough from doctors to piece together the truth. As I have tried to express in this weblog, I have broken down the dynamics of evil. I believe that God is not in charge and that all of you are demons who worked, with God, on a Grand Plan to live your lives as you do and to betray at just the points that God could stand and deliver. All of you had to show YOURSELVES that you were infected with the DISEASE of evil. Lies and molestation, actually and verbally, are the paramount to this evil tree. My belief is that God will win, because you are all full of sin and evil is NOT evolutionary. ALL of the light and creation in the world and in all of you, comes from God. You have stolen gifts, but God gave them freely because he knew what was to be eventually. God is a military mastermind. Donald Trump lives in what I call the imaginal realm. He HAS lived in Indiana around me and worked with me indirectly. In Indiana, they do open witchcraft law in courts. He has studied ritualisms and I would now consider him a sorcerer. His academic discovery is TRUE LAW in corporation internationally. With his viewpoint, he will guide a dangerous ship filled with lying, delusional people. He KNOWS his delusions and works them out publically so that he is held to task. THAT is his reason for using TWITTER. He wants to be himself now, and thus he lets you all go at him for his change in views from NYC to the system in especially Muncie, IN. He sees the international danger of those who speak falsely and he has never heard such HAWKY democrats ever in his life. He keeps himself to very little time alone with intelligence briefers, who speak of war behaviors all of the time. It is time to hear what Russia really has to say about what they know of our society and world community. They have people who live in the U.S. who contact their embassy around falsities in the news and society and very few sleeper agents, actually. The strongest propaganda in the world is in The United States with the repeat on facts that "just can't be" checked and are accepted as true from government officials and "Intelligence" agencies. Mr. Trump speaks DIRECTLY to both governmental professionals and corporate heads in other countries and he is just seeing that none of your facts line up, guys. So, in the end, Mr. Trump will be THE authority on how to handle, punish, and CRUSH the diseased borderlines of this society and those who act internationally. SEAPARATION is the goal, Donald. They will torture each other. You are on the right path, Donald. Guys, if you are concerned about something, go meet with him, PRIVATELY, because he is not going to put this information on TV.

Game On

Little explosions everywhere. I have been dealing with so much stress AND picking up the anxiety for others, that I can barely eat, sleep, or write today. There is a hostility here, at Starbucks, in Fridley. I know not where it came from, but I feel like something happened here that I am not privy to. Yesterday was a great day for writing. Today, I feel that I cannot have that kind of content and delivery. So I have been fighting for privacy, especially in the last 4 years, and the abusers have been lying and winning the whole time. I feel like the tide is turning. So, ladies, in the land of borderline, pick a spokesperson and contact WCCO. I suggest Bill Hudson for the interview that will be set up by John Lauritsen. DO THE INTERVIEW WCCO. The rules are that it will have the airtime, with commercials, of an hour. The spokesperson has to answer EVERY question and not change the subject at all. She cannot bring up the interviewers family. Do it. Get it done and put it on TV on Saturday. I won't look to see. I will say that my team is ready. You will damn yourselves to hell for eternity. You think that you all are so righteous and holy. PROVE IT. You think that you are interesting and academic. PROVE IT. You think what you say is funny. See if there are any smiles and laughter in response to what you say. After this public display of "divinity," your kind will be labeled quickly in society and marked for punishment and separation off into your own rungs of hell with each other. I am nothing if not fiercely competitive, and I think we have some VERY COMPETIVE corporate and athletic white women who are chomping at the bit to see you all say, very publically, the lies and cruelty that you have been speaking about me my whole life, but especially TODAY. GAME ON.

Poetry

I See Fire. You sit beside me quietly. I get Burmese Python and Sikh. Very powerful review of me and distinct energy that forces my Pandora radio to skip. Never has anyone caused such a shake in my vicinity as I write. You are backed and stacked today. As soon as you walked in and went to sit down, a white corporate man gets up to walk away. He had formerly sat beside me for only a few moments. He took his food and drink with him. He may have practiced some unsavory "artistry" in my vicinity. You looked RAGE. I get that you put a telepathic stream coming from my direction. He knew it was you. People are seeing things more clearly today, dear one. Tough exterior gives way to a sweet telepathic dance to sleep. No more drugs are necessary for you. A legal gun in your satchel may serve you well. People will feed YOU from now on. The song in my heart gives my soft scarf to you. Daisies are your eyes as you walk away.

The Character of Peter and Christ

When I changed my spiritual path so greatly to include the idea of destiny in my reality, I began to see significant past life authorities around me. I coined the term IMAGINAL REALM referring to the spiritual realm. I then could see things like characters in a play and it did not necessarily have to be reality, thus I was no longer afraid of being "wrong." I also was able to usurp the authority of negativity in my day to day. I then became Buddhist in how I did see. I was nothing at all, thus not good, or bad. I also could play instead of people verbalizing that I was arrogant every day. So I came to believe, early on, that people actually looked exactly like themselves now as in past lives. I also believed that they had the same beliefs and ways of action as in the past lives. It began to flesh out the characters in an example like The Bible. Photographs and stories that we see as "true history" became a product of the lying tongue of the devil or a greater deceit of all humans against God in the Grand Planning in the "sky". So today I will say that I believe that my brother, Peter, was St. Peter and he began The Catholic Church. In this life, he started as a preacher's kid and became Catholic in marriage. I believe in his past life he was actually the son of a very active rabbi. I ran upon a man in Indiana, named Jeff, who I saw as the spiritual character of The Archangel Azrael, the angel of death. I then enhanced the character and labeled him Jesus Christ. I will not go too far into these men's privacy zones, but I will say that Peter and Jesus really were, and are, very different people. They do not merge well. Both were unscrupulous in ways, but both almighty at different times with different energies. Peter was light. The energy of creation. Jesus was darkness. The energy of deconstruction. To equalize their lives and energies, they need different approaches to beings in their vicinity. It is time for Peter to look at people around him as energetically lesser, thus succubuses on him at times. Maybe times in contemplation, by himself, may bring some peace, and keep weight off and illness away. Jesus needs to look ONLY up. It is time for him to contemplate his relationship with God or a Supreme Being who FEEDS him energetically. Artistry or expression creatively surrounding this relationship may have the same balancing of energy affects on him. It may also relieve anxiety without only chemical use and agitated sexuality.

States of Being Alive

My computer is having great difficulty today. I feel like my energy and expertise is going elsewhere. So my studies merging ritualism and psychiatric/ psychological disease, comes out with a resounding yes around the disease of borderline personality disorder. ALL borderlines are practicing Wiccan witchcraft and witcheries around the clock. Some are worse than others. Cutting and other parasuicidal behaviors are also really beginning to separate the Wiccan chafe from the normal suicidal grain. In my life, I have learned that when an organism is put into a state where one cannot use Buddhist techniques and mindfulness due to system overload, one is being abused at a rate where the equation of pain plus nonacceptance equals suffering. If the rate of attacks is two often and quick, the brain cannot process the pain with a state of acceptance, it becomes suffering in a way that sends an organism to the a space to find rest, and that is death. Under attacks that one cannot escape, especially ritualisms one's way, suicide and/ or medical coma is the only respite. This is when suicide is really a functional state regardless of belief and religion. States of suffering, in normal conditions where there ARE times of respite, can be alleviated by accepting the pain and riding the wave and also letting the thought flow by with "Teflon mind." Rinpoche means a being who has achieved enlightenment in this lifetime in Buddhist tradition. I have been a Buddhist Rinpoche, officially, since I was 33. I was visited by monks of all traditions when I was a baby at Pearl Harbor speaking to me of that day. When I opened to channel universal flows of deficit, I was then prepared to outlast the constant ritualism and hardship that came my way. I kept a motion of positivity, very consciously, and survived. Great states of diress brought tears and rage and then I just moved back into the flow. I acknowledge and then back away, immediately, from negativity if possible. In this space and time, rest is not an option, I meditate my way through most nights and I continue to track my mind and spirit in these pages. People will judge me, but I know that the disease was, and is, around me, it is not inside. I question norms, actively, now, and I stay away from all of the drama scenes, thus actual friendships. My experiment in relationship is now only with my family and courtesy to all entities in my vicinity. Maybe I will be able to give my brother, Peter, his White Tara one day as I introduce him to give an impromptu half hour speech on energetic relationships within Catholic Community. You will then become my number two Rinpoche, Peter. You will be my LIEUTENANT so to speak.

Sheriff Webmasters

Japan, it would be different if I was a man. I would have been allowed to hide in male community without the lies of women on me every day. Maybe some queens from AAUW have had it. Nancy Paige in on the page today. Their work is being watched internationally. These women there are about to turn their razors and knives that they use on themselves on the men that they "love." Ultimately they are lesbians and I have NEVER had that prediliction. Being forced by abusers does not mean that you EVER wanted to touched by them at all. BACK OFF, ladies. I am heterosexual AND I am so innately female. If the groups at Nancy Paige decide to allow hate speech and hateful stories about me with no validity at all this week, Mayor Betsy Hodgins will have to deal with you all under federal HATE CRIMES statues and laws. So I exist below, but I was able to speak about my computer experience yesterday to Sheriff deputies who are actual webmasters. No more geek squad. These, very deconstructive, males will rule the show very easily and have a very balanced life, without nasty pornography, while working many professions. I concentrate on the negative, I will lose my connection to the divine. I take in the simple smiles and conversation of my international crew at my bank. I then went to Chipotle and Rico was also bright and cheery and welcomed me and wished me well. My whole life people have tried to catch me doing something, but I have always been a stickler for social mores and rules, as well as laws and legislation. At this point, I feel the nasty around me, and I hear it as well, but it only motivates me to produce hell so that the creatures here who want to produce a productive and healthy economy and ecology can work with me to produce a heaven where our creative abilities can come to fore. Physical relationships in that land will be so very different that I cannot even produce an image here. It will deal with the economics of energy and creativity. Our bodies will then fall into line and none of us will experience illness anymore. Does it sound like a fantasy? Well maybe, but I would rather live this way with HOPE in my heart with positive images and paradigms than to get caught in the mire. Your voices will speak your true destiny soon enough. People, especially Japanese people, are not going to stand for the violent images, plans, and words, much longer. Hypocrisy is really a crime in this degree of ELECTRIC transfer. Starbucks dealt with a very dangerous power line issue today. I was not here yet. It was very funny, because when I was on the way here, when I was thinking about these Sheriff Deputies, I had the thought come my way that I sign into the power grid every time I sign in here. I just thought that that was interesting.

A Bull in My Midst

So today is a reckoning. I tried to be heard, but the revelry was heard more. Well, Obama, you will not be serving a third term. Maybe even Japanese have limits to what they can do and here because of your treachery. It is not a good thing, Barrak. World community, especially Brazil, will answer the call, and ultimately, foreign nationals will find humor in your very easily caught treachery. Maybe GEISHAS are just a very sensitive topic. Well there are email holes that you cannot plug. I will just write at The UDS Starbucks today and I will go along my way. Maybe even the head of Yakuza had a romantic song to play for me today. I watched football yesterday in the community and I met a strong BULL who is also a RAM. You all have no idea how almighty this entity is. He needs his PRIVACY. That is something I can provide and worship for the alchemy of both of our entities. Go at me, and you will find the wall that is being erected. Men want to feel and be powerful in whatever community they are in. FBI, CIA, ATF, Japanese Embessy in DC, and Honolulu Police, WAKE UP. They are coming your way through The Royal Hawaiian. Go ahead and call all of them with your threats L***y. No one likes you. You do not play well with others and you stalk me infinity. My BANK has put it online. Good luck with your finances. Stupidity and HUBRIS runs in your family. I have known forever that you all hate me, but I continue to be nice. It has become very international at this point and I dreamed that you became a UNICH in the Middle East who uses spiritual ability to have erections and also became RABBI in SYRIA. Good luck with that in the future. NO ONE wants to be physical with you. Maybe you underestimate what I confess in therapy. Even though I do not believe it, I am actually very brilliant. Stay away from Niell or The PLO will come your way. Mustafa is watching EVERY DAY and my editor, Bashier, watches online about every three hours. I get that you and the other three lost your PASSPORTS yesterday. Good luck with that in Marion County. You are not likable to people who are really cool in the world. Bull, please protect me infinity as I put this very honest message online. They all betray every day and now will go through people around me.