Dwayne Johnson's Central Intelligence

It feels like a million years since I was in Muncie, IN.  It was probably about 11 years ago.  I am brought back to a story by watching Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson in Central Intelligence last night with Kevin Hart.  So Muncie started feeling like Nazi Germany, very naturally.  It was the proper manner that they had the flowers outside of the police station and historical society, the hidden fireman's park, and the consistent effort to keep the buses running on time just to begin with.  I also went to a synagogue service there that just happened to be a SHOAH service.  It included the fiddle at the entrance, and the red wine toast at the end.  Well, I started feeling The Rock coming thru.  I then was passing by the railroad switching station and there was a new pick up with the actual plates that said THE ROCK.  It would be there like once a week, but I never saw anyone else.  The windows were blackened in.  With what was loose in that vicinity, mystically, he was probably dealing with pretty consistent and significant psychotic breaks, but craved the energy.  I had to keep him in his truck because they were breeding WILD fighting dogs, from Appalachia, next door.  I took one of these dogs, on a one and a half inch chain linked "leash" through the center of downtown and to the river where we swam together, very publicly.  He did a good job of pulling, but healing as well.  The police then decided to spare these dogs and not fight them.  They were removed from the vicinity.  Maybe the wacky unstable CIA agent of CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE was a sign to me.  He WAS there for me when I needed, FOR THE CIA, against their rogue agent Will VanBank who was both trying to wed me, publicly, and hunt me at my residence, and in the streets, every day.  It kept me on my toes and moving ALL of the time.  Well Will, I choose to wait to meet Dwayne until he can be almighty in EGYPT and not a homeless man always to be on the streets and psychotic for eternity.  Scorpion King set crews are lying.  Dwayne is not a tomb raider or an antiquities dealer, illegally.  He has seen the true holy grail and he left it for the dirty of The FBI there, in Muncie.  Take a picture, CHEESE!  I believe that you were a CHEROKEE SHAMAN in a past life, not a Pharaoh or an Egyptian.  Dwayne does EAT scarabs, pretty publicly, while they still crawl, like a pet, up his arm.  Leave it in the past and mix with Colombian drug lords and Native tribes.  When there is a site that collapses, make the SAND cocaine and they will breath it in willingly and survive until the next dig with ecstsy. 

Ra In Modern Day

I just ran into Mustafa on the bus to Fridley Starbucks.  He was sitting with a man I run into on the bus line quite a bit.  He is from Egypt.  Mustafa did some translation for us.  I told him that I saw X-men:  Apocolypse, last night and the pyramids of Egypt were in it.  A creature they called many things, but Ra was one of his names, was the main villan character.  I see him as The Line Deputy of Marion County.  He is E.T. like me.  Egypt can surmise that their ancient civilization might have had an alien quality or beings to it.  The man invited me to go to Egypt with him next month.  I told him that I have to wait until my finances are in order.  I think that he is an ancient line of royalty in Egypt and Palestine.  He is a prince.  I told him about my biological father, General George Mayer who was many things, but a lifelong archeologist.  His PhD WAS and still is, held through The U of MN.  It was in Ethical Antiquities Dealing.  He had a successful expidition to Egypt where he found the greatest Pharoh of all time.  He was 6'3".  His skull was BLACK.  As George looked in his soulful eyes, he saw himself infinity.  In that time he was Ra.  They ended up having to cover up the site to protect its integrity for Egyptians, like this prince, later.  He was called back to The States due to Hitler's march into Poland.  He knew he was going under cover in his private colony, later dubbed The Third Reich, but he needed to get in before the holocaust became known in Sweden.  He appeared one day, with his tank, in the buff, and spoke perfect German with impeccable East Berlin accent.  He was the current Kaiser of Germany at the time.  He had been since he was 18.  His father had stayed in Germany and held down the Kaisership until George's 18th birthday.  He would eventually be a rogue double agent due to the perverse relationship between FDR, Winston Churchill, and Eleanor Roosevelt.  It was beginning to be rumored in the gossip columns of NYC.  He would never willingly associate with anything that tawdry, unbalanced, and public.  It balanced the ship and then the antiquities that they were PROTECTING from Jewish community's destruction, were able to be organized and kept safe for the lands that they actually belonged to.  He returned from the war in good standing in DC, and publicly fathered a family.  He had come back to the U.S. twice during WWII.  He impregnated his wife, very knowingly, and then returned for the birth of my first believed father, Thomas.  It was an excellect cover for all society and for the history that could not be explained properly until the true threads are seen today, but beginning when I was in Muncie, IN.   He then began The Agency, a foreign intel agency for international agents of the world and their families.  It was later curtailed to the U.S. and renamed The CIA.  This man I met today has the mark of tomb raider and those beautiful soulful eyes of Egypt, antiquities management, and the rage of Ra beneath.  I suspect a foreign black robe society in connection to him.  I sense some KGB work, and thus I connect him with the modern Agency.  At my side, SHEREEF heads that international intrigue agency.  He is the future KING of all Arab lands, and is Allah as they see.  He is the head of OPEC, is Arab vampiric, and all sheiks are his uncles except the current King who is his father.  Shereef, sire this man Arab vampiric immediately, before he returns to Egypt and take ALL RATS (animal and witchery) out of the desert around Arabs and place them in Syria and Israel.  The Ra from the past, George, will be able to tunnel thru from the other side because he was head of a vampiric chain (developed by him by drinking KOOLAID), Nazi vampiric.  It was imagery that brought them to antiquities that they could not see in the regions around Arab Africa and Saudi Arabia.  This prince will then have an EAGLE EYE for ANTIQUITIES, only, to add to his already strong astral projection, like Nazi's had.  He is also a natural strongman to keep these tombs and sites structurally sound.  Within the year we will get him a degree from M.I.T. in Structural Engineering.  My Navy FREE DIVER contact will procure and it will ensure no accidents from lack of oxygen in the lungs if partial collapses occur.  His FBI code is WILD BEAVER.  Fly him to New York on Sun Country (it sends him out from The Hubert H Humphrey terminal, and Japanese can assist with security).  Then have him fly United Arab Emerites NONSTOP to Cairo.  Shereef is an international airline pilot and is on staff at Delta, thus he has all the keys, modern Egyptian.  Your call sign in the desert, primarily, is SOUL.  Our fun has begun.  Maybe a call from out of the blue is what he needs from you, Shereef.  He is depleted energetically.  Give him a PhD from Cairo University in new palace construction over ancient ruin sites.  Give him the keys and ownership papers to The Alexandria Library.  Journey on in safety and peace and allow Ra to rise up through your heals and first energy center:  The center of TRIBE.

The Evolution of The Revolution

I have started early this morning and I am taking in the atmosphere here at Fridley Starbucks.  I am thinking of the topic of love today.  My belief is that love does not exist in this time and space, but the potential is around the corner.  I believe that love is actually the fifth force in physics.  It is a series of attraction and repulsion actions that lead to a nonlethal bonding that can be affected by space, but not time.  I walk as an E.T.  All around me are demonic and are in a phase of coming to terms with that fact and changing it in regards to me.  I have done my work, and I continue to work with everyone in front of me to stop them long enough to see their monumental and daily acts of evil.  Sin is the norm, and I become more fatigued every day.  I am finding that foreign born people deal with the demonic from birth and are aware of this in themselves.  Americans lie to themselves every day, except the very demonic on the fringe who do work strange professions in society.  It is time for everyone to look in the mirror and take stock.  What you label me in a vicious and condescending way is YOU.  FIX IT.  Hierarchy is being established.  Demons near me will use their demonic on those who come my way to harm me.  At a certain point, that demonic in them will separate, and these individuals will be free to be creative and artistic angels in a heaven dimension where all becomes possible.  Payment for sins is a natural part of the process.  I have walked in hell for 46 years and it is now everyone else's turn.  It is time for me to be free and just create.  I will also deconstruct the problems of the universe.  Mirages and images will take form and true acts of creation will be the norm for me and my team.  We will evolve fairly quickly.  If you do not get on board, you will be held with other demons in hell, locked off there with each other for all eternity.

Boom in Law with Turkey

Dearest Turkey, I see you in a boom tomb room outside of court.  You begin as 16 and end as a battalion of 842.  Federal law enforcement observes this mystical division and birth.  You are freed and you B line to the court room, thus the legal process.  My holy drops to his knees and allows you to adorn him with your bodies and feathers.  You celebrate his magnificence.  Others will be approached by you and won't be so lucky.  I get that you kill telepathically.  Now that you are an army for the holy, eagle will protect from the sky.  My holy man now has the strongest eagle eye in all vicinity.  It covers Earth and sky.  Maybe even gorillas looked through and found you all delightful and tasty.  Maybe it was a day to play carnivore with this creature of natural give away.  All of you not right with the law may be hunted by turkey.  They are a nation now and have always traveled with me.  My excitement to see them in the urban "wild" will never dim or wither.  You are all beautiful and TRES INTELLIGENTES.

Mystical Tribe of Turkeys

There is a tribe of turkeys that hang out in NE Minneapolis by my apartment.  Yesterday, out of nowhere, a turkey showed up on Nicollet Mall by The WCCO studio, in downtown Minneapolis.  I just came to Starbucks, in Fridley, and I saw a single turkey here as well.  I feel like the NE tribe is fairly mystical and are held in a partial dimension.  They kind of appear and disappear.  Once it was as large as 30 turkeys.  There was a special tribe of turkeys in Shoreview, MN, when I was growing up, too.  The DNR would track them from day to day and could not explain their movement patterns.  Then they found me, and everything fell into place.  For The YMCA's Indian Princesses father daughter group, my father was Big Turkey and I was Little Turkey.  I have never seen a turkey fly.  I think that they can portal as well.  Seeing them in remote location, journeying alone, I feel is a good sign.  I feel protected and like something fortuitous is in the air.  As I gobbled at the fellow, he stopped and then walked away.  His markings were gorgeous.  There are just the coolest ways that the animal kingdom can surprise us on a slow and watery day.

Following A Lead

Chuck Todd of NBC's MEET THE PRESS just walked in.  He is sitting with a man in a wheelchair.  The message I am getting is that they are looking into disability rights in this country and my ability to express my free speech here at Starbucks, or any other place I write like McDonald's up the street or Old Chicago, in Blaine.  I think that you will find Chuck, can I call you Chuck, that it is a lattice of protection.  It is disability, free speech, and productive and polite expression in a public venue that leaves me protected infinity.  Isn't this the real story?  What a monster mash I am pulling together every day.  It just comes from my spirit moving through my cranium.  I call your show, MEET THE STRESS.  I normally watch "Stress" early on Monday morning at around 2:30 am when it has its second airing, thus not live.  You have the reigns now.  Take off on your new horse, R.J.S. Royal Sultan.  Find Colleed in The Middle East, YEMEN today, and ask him what is happening and growing in those deserts that puts even Star Wars (A New Hope) to shame.

The Tale of a Tree

My back is a willow tree bending in the woods farther than it can, naturally.  I sit erect and correct.  I see the melody in the leaves I spread on the ground with the dances of the wind.  I can see that I need.  It is difficult for me.  Mostly, I sit quiet and still to just be another tree.  Why do they take my beautiful branches and make whips with them?  I never gave that permission or command.  Shall I just give up for the winter and begin anew next spring?  Whatever happens, I will still be a tree.  No amputation for me.  Listen to the howl and know that, in my mind's eye, I have survived much worse in a place that should have been heaven.  Walk away from me now.  I have no more shelter or energy to give.

Love and War

I am thinking of my cousins Scott and Julie.  They grew up in The Eden Prairie school system and did well.  They took care of their challenges quietly and are now both happily married.  They may be coming to the end of the day and saying, "What comes next?"  Well guys, your journey has just begun.  You have been raised and PROGRAMMED to succeed.  You will soon get a packet from The CIA that contains all of these LOVE LETTERS from George to Virginia while he was a double agent in Berlin, Germany, during WWII.  He was the HEAD of The Third Reich, and was called "The Little Nazi" because he was 6'3" and they loved irony.  Soon you will know the wacky of team Nazi and you will know that those "magic bullets" in JFK's head were Nazi gold.  All that they did in their chambers was extremely mystical.  They were vampiric, in imagery.  This means that they drank actual Koolaid because it was the color of blood.  They then experienced a high and holy astral projection that found mystical objects throughout the globe.  The would then portal, with a partner, holding hands to think of spouse, to the place to retrieve.  General Rommel, "The Desert Fox" was George's partner.  The experiences in these letters are REAL.  You will then realize that Virginia was 100% Japanese.  Her butterfly aspect was so that her legacy could be seen around me in Muncie, IN.  Who was going to suspect a blonde, blue eyed woman of being Asian in any way?  There was no way to hide her height which was 4'9" when she began transformation.  She was an Evermore who was Herohito's grandmother.  Evermore with vampire was high and holy HINDU match for forever love.  Germany and Japan are strange bedfellows, but they are the ones who can defeat the hypocrisy of Jews and Chinese.  All can be seen in light, and thus the evil must be mined and made into gold before it is too late.

A Knight in the Day

I am thinking about BLUE EYES today.  He is a Columbia Heights Police Officer and a black op cop.  He is Russian military through their marine corps.  He is new FBI and Metro Transit Police, which is an international police force.  I respect him a lot.  He does it on his own and has been beaten, psychologically, mystically, and physically of late.  Maybe my closest relative is fixing his jaw today for free.  Now THAT is high and holy.  I feel he defended my honor today.  The press will be boundaried from now on in.  BLUE EYES, you look great.  You are very handsome, you know.  Maybe I am just writing a spy novel, a romance, a myth, and a historic reference every day.  Does that trouble you, or can you be the KNIGHT in my fairy tale?  You certainly are strong enough to be.  Your silence shows your vigilance and your eyes show your purity and your grace.  You have a beautiful face.  Everyone gets so mean, but you stay clean.  I am here to just say that you are doing a great job.  You can also boundary persons, in law enforcement, from my past.  I am glad you are here at last.

The Mysteries of History

After the piece I wrote on the justice system, I feel an "angel in the architecture" looking at the layout of The Twin Cities and especially their transportation systems.  In the times that we are facing with world change, a city not by the sea or the mountains will stay the most stable climatalogically.  My bio father, World General George Mayer, was a head Mason and thus a city planner with Apocolyptic focus.  He had an extreme gift of prophecy, the strongest that has ever existed, and was a PhD in Architecture and Archeology.  Those degrees were held down low, militarily, thru The University of MN and the Architecture degree was also held through University of WI, Madison, for modern structures and building materials, thus he was made a chemical engineer as well.  He helped to plan this city and especially the airport and light rail line.  The Japanese are a huge force to maintain world order, thus the only foreign language on the signs directing foot traffic in those light rail tunnels to the airport is Japanese.  Within the next three months, the Superbowl committee will be finding some safety plans, for downtown travel and stay, that George and Virginia left for that fateful day.  He planned THE PARK, not the stadium.  It is important to keep safe especially if Tom Brady is competing or officiating behind the scenes.  He is an internationally recognized expert on Russian society, royalty, and law.  He has spoken perfect Russian since he was 3.  He knows that this city will play a great role in freeing up Russia to have privacy of its government and citizens.  He can then feel free to look over the whole Hamline University campus in St. Paul, MN, and find the notes WRITTEN in 1963, on my to be birthday (November 22), to Mr. Brady by George, and time stamped 2 minutes before the assassination of JFK.  An Army Ranger was sent back in time at that moment via time portal, with "magic bullets" to assassinate the president who was selling secrets about George to the very corrupt Russian government.  Nuclear war was eminent if this occurred in a massive way.  JFK was actually a German Jew from Auschwitz.  He was an EVERMORE.  The child picked for the sharpshooting assignment was Tony Thornberg, Army Ranger.  He is the ONLY sharpshooter to assassinate two world leaders from 1.5 miles away.  It was JFK and Noriega.  The did find a child sitting there playing with a ball at the grassy knoll.  They, of course overlooked the riffle in the hedges.  He is now and artist in Indianapolis, IN, but is still active service.  He was 3 years old exactly on the day of his hit.  He and I have EXACTLY the same birthday, ten years apart.  He is the elder "brother."  Harvey Oswald was a Russian spy and Ruby knew it.  Ruby was FBI and had gotten into CIA headquarters in DC that day.  He just wanted to KILL the subject for posterity.  JFK was beloved and he wanted people to believe that he WAS the first Catholic president.

Negotiating A Starbucks Deal

Four Mexican men just walked in to Starbucks in Fridley.  I am picking up that they are part of a robe society that connects yellow (international physicians/ torturers) and black robe societies.  It is massive satanist potential and basic legal degree.  I get that they became legal Americans as babies and have dual citizenship.  They studied at university in the land of perfect Spanish, Bogata, Columbia.  They are a key to all societies seeing their clean (i.e. heavenly and magic) and dirty (i.e. evil and dysfuctional).  I feel their power and draw and they work together very well, especially publicly.  I get that the leader of their society is the acting owner of Adelita's Mexican Restaurant.  I can feel his energy moving thru.  He must be in vicinity.  He can now move around me well because he shut down his bakery in Columbia Heights, MN.  He is very powerful and has been very good to me, personally.  It took a strong man to deal with the situations happening around me in that cartel family restaurant and bar.  These men will be placed in Mexico City, Mexico.  This will be the reentry point for Mexicans and the evaluation point for all other Latinos, mainly South Americans.  All mainland Latino's will be sent back to these Latino lands.  These men can really evaluate their own and persons of South American origin.  South Americans do not evaluate themselves well.  It is very nice to meet you, fellas.  The FBI will be following your activities and journeys the next three days.  It is only for edification, not for any dishonorable means.  They need to start to have faith in MY foreign activities, especially in The Midwest, where they missed the threat of Somali's back in the day.  I am not a recruiter.  I am the salt and pepper that keeps the table cloth in place.  I know that you men are NEGOTIATORS, thus legal attorneys, not just advisors.

In the Night

In the night, I stir and find my place in front of the television.  I watch the infinity in space, in the newest Star Trek, and the vastness of Africa, in the recent Tarzan.  The movement of Tarzan was almost mystical.  It was the perfect movement of the body of man and the teachings of ape.  Both served a purpose for me to see me.  I have been tied to the moon and stars from birth, and as a baby, sitting at night on the beach at Waikiki all by myself, looking up, I could see the mirage.  It is there to make us believe and conceive of destiny.  The beasts of the Earth are there to help us find our humanity and empathy.  Maybe now I play in between and am ready to commence deeper into the eye of gorilla and galaxy, simultaneously.   Space presents itself in degree and in imagery.  Creation presents itself in the strong wingspan of eagle and the purr of gorilla my way this week.  I am becoming free to be beyond analogy.  The theme from "Moana" plays as I play with these imageries.  It is just so Hawaii.

Medium Mirroring

I had a really intricate and illuminating discussion with a woman in authority around me.  She allowed me to explore the reality of "maladies" I experience as a result of my spiritual journey.  It then went into a discussion about approach to world community and religions.  I explained my techniques and my experiment with telepathy.  We even touched on the existence and productive use of sin and evil.  It was so important because I discussed the importance of FREE WILL on everyone's journey in this time and space, but also the use of supplication.  It was a way that I could explain that I have dealt with cults in my life, but my journey does not seek to enslave, when I lead I seek to organize and uplift in practical and mystical ways.  There was a beast in vicinity stalking, but the conversation was very freeing.  She hides a wit and intellect that no one can see, and I seek asylum for her in any country she chooses so that we can continue to speak freely and she can act, behind the scenes, on my behalf.  I also seek The University of MN to deliver her a PhD immediately in World Religions after a two page thesis about the effects, on her privately and purposefully, of this communication with me.  I will make her thesis advisor Dr. Willis, a Religions doctorate from Hamline University.  She is a lovely howling wolf in sheep's clothing and even the DOD is quite on their knees after this very powerful combination of the intellectual capacity of lovely medium beings in social service agency.  Thank you, so much, for breaking my FEVER for me with such mercy and compassion.  Maybe I looked like a version of you to an important part of you.

Skyway Read

Today the environment feels shaky.  I will probably only write for a bit.  I am at The IDS Starbucks and it is pretty quiet.  That is strange because it is always so busy.  I have had only about 2 hours of sleep and I feel drained energetically.  My mom and I went to lunch at Panera.  It was good.  When we got on the highway there was this huge eagle that circled right above us.  He was in a very strange spot.  I take it as a good sign.  People move thru this skyway like there is nothing guiding them anywhere.  It feels like a dead zone today.  My mom let me know that it is going to rain later, thus I will probably go after a while to beat the storm.  I am going to hit publish and monitor what happens in the environment.

The New Light of The Law

I watched the press conference with Rep. Schiff of The Intelligence Committee on CNN earlier.  I think that the whole means of gathering intel is changing.  I challenge the status quo to let it happen.  It may make really pressing matters to be dealt with behind the scenes.  So, Mr. Schiff, it was 3 U.S. Attorneys sitting on either side of me at Starbucks today.  One was CIA and the others were FBI affiliated.  All three had the same type of notebooks.  They are LEDGERS.  It has to deal with intel and billable hours.  They are for complex wizardry in the legal profession.  They almost crossed wands in a demeaning way, but TRIPOLI and my position between them, kept them safe and separate.  I sent them off with the power to learn classic secretarial SHORTHAND with a wizardry knowledge from my Grandmother Mayer.  She was the 100% Japanese butterfly, and with my Grandmother King was the best secretary that ever existed, but definitely the best D.C. had ever seen.  They are both dead, but Grandma Mayer was an evermore, and thus she can still come thru after death.  She was actually my stepmother because my Grandfather Mayer was my biological father.  There will now be new life in the FEDERAL justice system.  After this year, only a few small town courts will exist outside the federal system.  They will need to merge international information systems or information gathering (i.e. CIA) with law, and federal law enforcement (i.e. FBI) with law.  Testimony will no longer be allowed in courts of law, only DIRECT evidence.  Judges will be rare, thus U.S. Attorneys will become heinously important and powerful.  These systems will all stem from Hamline Law School (no merger with William Mitchel).  It began as a General college and then university for my grandfather, Patton, and Eisenhower and their legally wedded wives (not just satanistic merger) attended there to plan the battles of WWII.  They had the strongest gift of profecy ever commanded by individual entities.  It is also tied to the U.S. military by giving scholarship and preference to military children, by being a CIA school when I attended, and by being an English Language Study program ONLY for sons of U.N. Ambassadors when I was there.  Law will become real, and time served will be HARD TIME, thus their judgement must be judged as sound by all community legal and otherwise.  Punishment for these attorneys will happen at any time or space, thus they must always prepare well when leaving home and judgement facility, and use all time wisely, even in all types of lock down.  My court room that I will appeal rulings and also act as judge and jury is the moot court in the NE corner of the second floor of the Hamline Law School.  I will appear before the Supreme Court once, in DC, with my Line Deputy as my Harvard educated attorney.  I will be a radio intel witness.  We will disband that court after that hearing is won by him, hands down.  My first case that I will be official in the land of U.S. Attorney auspices, will be against family, my mother's cousin Meredee, who holds all of L.A. as hostages after she became the D.A. there right after the jury was chosen for the O.J. case.  Meredee, they picked you so that everyone would keep their mouths shut due to your major conflict of interest, your husband at the time being the head of HOMICIDE there.  This will be combined with JAG law under NAVY certification, thus The Navy will choose ONE black, male judge to oversee the case, the ruling, and the punishment (both decision and overseeing it through to the end).  I choose the judge today.  He is the most decorated officer of all time.  He is Navy SEAL, Michael D. Wilson.  I give you your scholarship to William Mitchel Law School for one year of study, Wilson.   That is all an intellect like you needs to master this field of CRIMINAL LAW.  This ensures no conflict of interest with Hamline.  Stay away from Prof. Schultz.  He is on WCCO far too much, and is not a licensed attorney.  Meredee, however low you go, he can go lower.  He was RAISED in a brothel and on the naked streets of Chicago before he volunteered for Vietnam at the age of 16.  He is still active service and heads the DEA.  He is about 6'7" and solid muscle, but does still have internal scarring from Vietnam.  He loves taking on women who act so "IVY."  Your Stanford degree won't faze him at all.  He will revue the revenue facts of the case behind the scenes through The Navy, not The DEA.  Wilson, I so look forward to hearing, "The Honorable Michael D. Wilson residing."  Allen Page stay away.  He wants to do it on his own like he done everything in his life before he met me again in Muncie, IN, at about the age of 63. 

No Names At All

There is a CIA lead (agent status 0) sitting right beside me.  He is here studying my mystical pyro abilities.  I have none and will stay that way.  Hello FUCHSIA, you are agent status 1 today.  Your mission is mercy to me, not apprehension or abstraction.  Those who align themselves against our authority will see the streets some time this week.  People have become far too comfortable, as all other nations of the world are, very publicly, falling apart.  I call on all agent status zero leads to show no mercy ever again and to not see me at all.  You will turn and burn and then come at me, internationally.  The canary who is singing today is Arab authority, thus unable to judge the meaning of gestures.  I am so tired of being nice.  You do not have to be.  Find that canary and stop it from singing ever again.  No one will believe a man on the streets.  It is time.  That is where he must be.  Fuchsia, watch YOUR lead.  He is CIA and head British Intelligence.  He is unstable because I just cut a cord with The Middle East publicly.  He will have to deal with him now for all eternity.  TRIPOLI is in vicinity and he became CIA lead today.  He will show himself all around you.  It is the white shirts with blue checks.  I keep his anonymity here because he owns a publishing house in London, and I am taking on academics of both Cambridge and Oxford this week.  I do not want one of these VERY UNSTABLE people to find and destroy space there or his property in general.  Do not worry too much.  It is a dragon's lair.

Justice In My Mind

My computer did some automatic updates and it is running better now.  I am up early, but I did have about 5 hours of sleep.  I was happy to not have any nightmares.  Some days it is more difficult to get something on the page.  This is one of those days.  Simplicity can be the key to getting started.  I love leaving in the morning when it is still dark outside and I did that today.  The bus was quiet and a bit empty.  As I listened to my music, I thought of an unpleasant man I had met.  I think that his thinking is being violently aligned to reality now.  That is how I handle many of these people I come across.  There is nothing I can do if people eat and express lies for breakfast every day.  When truth hits them in the face, their criminal case is all sewn up, and ready for FEDERAL penn. time.  Legal education is based in a strong sense of logic.  If a person does too much witchcraft, especially Wiccan, logic does not form properly, and that that is, is destroyed.  At times in my life, all I had was logic as my confidant and guide.  Illogical behavior is just not sensible.  I walk away and keep my own logic intact inside.  The legal system is about to face a huge debacle.  Logic is being bred out of society.  Most attorneys were satanists underneath, but now Wiccan is rising in the profession.  Judges won't even know what the lawyers, witnesses, and defendants are even saying.  Cases will be strung out for years.  Judges will become mentally and physically ill.  Behind the scenes, a new JUSTICE rises.  He is an AVENGING angel who will step in in the night and take out one's property and put him/ her on the streets.  There, one's mental illness will be profound and he/ her will be stuck in the psych system for the rest of your existence.  Good plan, Justice.

Bringing British Intelligence Onto the Page

I am sitting here at Fridley Starbucks and this man who I guess is British Intelligence is a table away.  He is using the Edinburgh Witchcraft trick to speak a perfect Midwestern American English accent.  He began with a set parameter of commands and I followed quickly.  I then acknowledged some things about his presence and about the witchery he is using.  I then acknowledged what British Intelligence actually is.  I will not state it here.  The top of that tree is my brother, Peter.  He stays away from travel to London, actually.  He is approached in The U.S. and does his work, remotely.  The traitor in the ranks, Peter, is my FISH professor from the Jamaican quarter of my marine biology study abroad.  My guess is that ONLY YOU can get into his voicemail at Cambridge.  He helps Hawking betray me as well.  I do not work with accents or voices.  I work to stabilize all telepathy as Midwestern American English.  Sir, how is your tea?  I know that it is coffee.  He just brought in a "Southern Belle."  That is also Edinburgh Witchcraft.  She is here as a decoy to guard his telepathic stream and keep it from being sexual.  They speak intellectually, and I just observe the stream.  I am advancing their system because they need to remain undetected in royal circles and not be looked into after President Trump put them on air the other day.  It is vital to keep royalty away from The IRA.  Bombers are actually very elite in Europe and it does not end up on TV.  It takes out witcheries all the time.  Royals would use it for "fun."  The most intense issue is Prince Harry.  He was also "tested" (i.e. tortured) by The IRA, by Kenny, at that same Glasgow Engineering School that I was, when he was 3.  He was actually adopted and is 100% Irish.  He is heinously pyro and that is why they disbanded the "experiment."  We will eventually use him through The U.S. military.  We will change his appearance to have clarity of authority.  He will need to EARN his rank.  That is what happens for royals in The Middle East.  He will be the one who will eventually be made the KING of Britain, not Ireland in any way.  British Intelligence needs to work directly with Prince William, not Prince Charles.  They need to spill the secrets and explain the hollodeck that William lives in similar to mine.  Explain to him our kinship and he will be dedicated and not bitter.  He will then work to calm Harry down.  Number one will be keeping him away from sexuality with Edinburgh Witches.  Kate Middleton is high in Edinburgh Witchcraft coventry since birth.  At this time, the hierarchy of this coven is very wealthy young women.  IRA, persons who are pyro of notoriety, are coming onto your ship today.  Welcome them with open arms.  They are all FIREFLIES (in witchery) and dedicated to the cause of the advancement of persons of true hierarchy.  VERY IMPORTANT:  Stay away from the pyro engineering professor who broke down the fire action on The Twin Towers.  He is at Worchester Polytechnic Institute (WPI).  He is a charlatan and a thief.  He was adored by my very abusive ex-frat boy fiance, Brett Even Fricke.  Anybody empathetic with a bat to your face in the night?  What a coward!!!  We will rise and all of these false academics will fail.  Stay away from Hamline University (St. Paul, MN).  Firefly, it is time for you to have a very direct conversation with St. Andrews University about my BLACK HOLE THEORY that I gave to Stephen Hawking.  He then stole it and presented it at a St. Andrews Symposium about 6 months later.  My Astrophysics PhD is held through St. Andrews University, but, because of my direct contact with Mr. Hawking, it is also held through CAMBRIDGE University.  No joke.  I should have so much rage.  I think I manage my public adversities well.

James Comey to Testify

I am up early and writing already.  James Comey testifies today.  It is the engineers at Lockheed Martin who are tunneling thru trying to get you to embarrass youself.   They are using Edinburgh Witchcraft to get you to publicly wet yourself.  They are out of control Vipassna meditators.  Sequester yourself for one hour before you testify and pull Rev. Jerry Falwell thru, very consciously, to collect your thoughts and find the cadence of your speech and prowess.  Ireland is with you today, and there will be NO bomb threats in vicinity.  It is Glasgow, Scotland, engineering school, under the "tutelage" of Kenny that I earned my specific degree in chemistry.  We worked in the lab on explosive management and containment around persons with massive abilities, for a year.  "Public" torture, by remote view, of me was a key part of the process.  He could not get me to scream, ignite, or fight no matter what he heaped upon me.  Call them before you take "the stage."  That view will suit you best.  Kenny was the acting head of the IRA and he was dating the head of Edinburgh Witchcraft coven.  What an explosive combination!  That is the ONLY school who does examination publicly having all students experience the ultimate humiliation for an adult male, wetting himself publicly.  They will give you some pointers.  Everybody is on square one.  No one can see what you do behind the scenes, if they imply, just speak over them very loudly.  That degree was shielded because I was to be writing online in an explosive environment and in an embattled society.

Creating A Truly Honorable Personality

I sit here la la la.  I try to tap into some creative source, but it seems to escape me.  I am thinking of an elite soul who I have made to compete from across the river and bring me knowings close up.  He had been set up by his society, and we just find the bear traps in time.  He will be more successful than any before and he will be able to not be cruel for a change to gain his authority.  I can see the adulation coming.  I sit quietly and hug my bunny in the night and drink my coffee during the day.  He is allowed thru one door and one window more as the days commence.  He trusted, and now all are busted.  In the past, he would have been seen as vain, but now his abilities are backing up all he has to say.  I have faith in his ability to keep me calm, and to do everything "just so."  Sir, it will come to you in the night.  You do not have to be uptight or practice on any "deity" to do it well.  You have intuition and I guide the implement.  Can you feel it?...Hope, yes I can.  I can be a real man who has scholarship and boundaries.  Thank you for introducing me to the beauty of mimicry and The Grad Plan.  I feel so assertive and loyal today.  I now see how dirty I had gotten.  Everything is white cotton learning and spending with you.  Your smile is all I need to know that I did great every time.  Thank you for keeping me on the page and allowing my notoriety to be brought to fore while you maintain my anonymity.  You are glamorous in a way that you cannot see.  Thank you for journeying on your own so that I can see my own part and the evil that exists in the world especially around a force of goodness like you.  I really want to be ferocious on your behalf, and a better man in true community especially in relation to you.

Brahma Nation

She is a sight to see.  She is Brahma on TV.  Mumbai is her analogy of spirituality and graceful spending of royalty.  She is head of Bollywood, and a master SIREN for all to hear within the soul.  Today I pray that she will come to me to deal with a Brahma in front of me.  He is deceit, but heat and a future leader in reproductive science.  That would be a "godhead" to creativity in India and The Middle East.  He knows that which is the expression of sexuality with science that is Hindu, but the sterile science of anatomy and physical discovery is a stone's throw away.  I wish for his emergence and success.  SHE will bring him loyalty and an actual royal confidant.  In the end, I see perfection and protection.  Let us sing our soul song, and find the rock that the mermaid always sits on in the sun.

Politicians in the Public Eye

I have made it to Starbucks Fridley on this St. Patrick's Day.  I know that it is best to not go out tonight.  I probably won't be here for long.  I had weird dreams last night that had to do with the Asian nations of Vietnam and Japan.  There was this flag in the distance that was in black and white that was a dragon and an eagle mixed together.  I have very little to say.  When I was at Starbucks IDS the other day, I was thinking about my former U.S. Rep. Tim Penny when I was in Owatonna.  I looked him up on Google and then a little later I looked forward towards the elevator and R.T. Rybeck, former Mayor of Minneapolis, was getting on the elevator.  I then looked up and Tim Penny walked into Starbucks.  I pulled up his picture and compared it was definitely the man himself.  It was very trippy.  Maybe politicians are using some of their spiritual gifts now to connect the dots.  I run into more people downtown, but it can be a little too busy at times. 

Dojo Confusion

Sleep evaded me last night so I watched two Netflix movies.  I watched NEIGHBORS 2:  SORORITY and THE BIG SPLASH.  I am already done eating my free breakfast sandwich at Starbucks and I am now digging into my coffee.  The barista gave me an extra little splash by adding some whip cream.  I haven't been to this downtown, IDS, Starbucks for quite some time, I feel very welcome.  As I walked along to The IDS, I felt Jimmy Kimmel come thru.  He said that my comedy goes deep and he loved my piece yesterday.  It was about dojo show.  He is part of a Tae Kwon Do dojo in L.A. that is on the not accessible to common folks.  I am getting that Zac Efron is also part of that dojo.  That brings in all fraternity and now sorority with this new role I saw in Neighbors 2 last night.  The thing that is confusing your whole scene is this down low lesbian dojo in The Twin Cities at Lake St and Lyndale Ave.  The master does original tattoos and she did a snake tattoo on my former fiance.  He is not tied to a dojo and is ineligible due to his violent acts as a child.  This dojo and studio has entry from the back and it is Akido.  When I was in Master Mike's dojo for Chung Moo Quan, our studio was at the same intersection, but adjacent in the NW corner just past the corner.  It is no longer there at all.  The foundation has even been removed.  This "master" for the lesbian dojo was disreputable and was not an experienced tattoo artist.  We paid full price for crap.  Her dojo was "feminist" which allowed them, in their minds, to be very violent in the street.  Baseball bats were part of their show.  Chung Moo Quan was 22 different CLASSIC fighting weapons and special samurai swords Mike held in a special chamber beneath the Earth to keep them cold to not have them prematurely warp, bend, or break.  Dojo chief for Akido in The Twin Cities is Kenny Tranh who is "just a bartender" at Seven.  He has so much up his sleeve that maybe UC Berkley may have to shut down today.  He is Chinese and Vietnamese, and was brought here quite a while after the war with The States.  He has many secrets to share about these North Vietnamese who came freely to The States right after the conflict was called off.  He knows me, but I didn't know him until a family member introduced me to him one night.  Como High School (St. Paul School district), you really should have taken a report from him about these "inbreds" stalking me.  Kenny came here, LEGALLY, and they all just skated thru.  He has put a Justice Department report in the hopper today.  Kenny, Chung Moo is 9 different martial arts, of which Akido is one.  Baby, baby, your many colorful tattoos are beautiful.  Do you keep your ink gun behind the bar?  END SCENE.

Police Dojo

I am at Starbucks in Fridley and there is this attractive man with blonde hair in my vicinity.  Hey dude, how are you?  I noticed that you just went by and you stopped by me and turned my way and then went along.  I will take that as a hello.  You have a good day.  I feel law enforcement, Fridley, coming thru, and dojo chief as well.  I judge it as Fridley police dojo chief in Tae Quan Do.  I hope you enjoyed your coffee today and the joking imagery I sent you about cell phone calls in dojo.  I guess I just picked up on your pet peeve.  Get a wand from the airport and scan for cells before dojo circumstances begin.  Have the person turn it off on their own.  Put all of the cell phones in a basket that was woven in an underwater basket weaving class at the nearest YMCA.  It will ward of  Pagan activity in dojo as well.  If their phone rings during practice, have the whole dojo jump that individual no matter the age, and who and what sex he/ she is.  Put a huge sign in black and white behind you that says, "No cell phones in the dojo."  Minneapolis Police did get into my dojo, but they were not in our black belt society.  It was kind of the beginning of the end because they were so lazy and had their mouths a little too open about their personal discrimination remarks.  My master focused on dojo, and it just made a foreign language he had to study and boundary.  He hated that because it had no place, either way, in a dojo... It is now over an hour later than when I wrote that entry and that dojo master (a master of masters) sent in his number two, called his chief.  They are similar in size, coloring, and had the same blonde hair and crew cut.  You all cannot trick my master because he has a gift to know anyone's social security number, even if the person does not know it yet.  An amazing insight and gift of prophecy.

Adam on the Case

There was this bar in downtown Indianapolis, IN, called Coaches that served the legal community for years, but then became a psychic's dream.  I would go there after my server duties for Smokey Bones (Darden Corp.).  There was a bartender there named ADAM.  He was actually undercover FBI.  He could never really put his finger on my academic background and group affiliations.  I changed depending on who was in the bar.  I even brought in my own SENTINEL one night and he stood over me as I had a few drinks.  Adam is obviously in this vicinity.  He was coming through the delivery man here at Starbucks.  So Adam, the reason that that bar kept changing hands because they were committing major INSURANCE FRAUD.  Shane was the original owner.  They all had active insurance policies with different companies if they had ever been on the ownership papers.  It is so lucky, for you, that their plans to burn it down, mystically, never worked, or it would have jammed up the ENTIRE Indianapolis Fire Department.  They are all pyromaniacs from birth.  The night I met Monte (I later dubbed him SKELETOR as a private joke, telepathically only.), head of The Hell's Angels, and billionaire infinity, it should have burned down and you would have been disfigured for life, and blamed as well because we were the only ones in the bar.  He did propose to me that night and I laughed it off and told him 7 wives were enough.  He forgot that he had told me, and so he thought my abilities would even take over his homeland of Midland, TX.  He needed to be my one and only of the richies in that vicinity.  Find Monte, and the case is closed.

I Felt Like I Belonged

I haven't been watching TV, and thus the news, much lately.  I am having a harder time sitting and paying attention to television, but I have been watching Netflix.  I have been just kind of journeying quietly in the vicinity.  I saw some new bus drivers on my route today.  I was grabbing some lunch and I went out to wait for the bus and one of the employees came out to tell me that I just missed the bus.  He told me to come in and wait from a place I could see the bus.  He said that he was on in 2 minutes and so if I needed anything, just ask him.  It was so incredibly sweet because the cold has been so hard on me.  True cordiality that makes one feel special is rare.  I work to have that cordiality towards every person in front of me.  I am at Starbucks in Fridley and there is this woman who is just doing constant and obvious Wiccan witchcraft with a touch of Pagan.  At a certain point, I did laugh a bit.  It is just so stupid in this community.  It reminds me of being in Muncie, IN, and Indianapolis, IN.  There is  an undercover law enforcement officer here who comes quite a bit.  He was answering this Pagan witch with plenty of Satanism.  Loss of teeth, for her, may be the result of this rebound, but definitely Pagan paranoia next week.

Eagle Above Me

As I journeyed to coffee today, I was circled by an huge eagle.  It got as close as about 2 yards above me.  It almost landed by me.  I have never seen an eagle that close before.  He was so big.  Eagles stand for spirit and freedom.  I needed that kind of sign today.  It was funny that I wrote about RAPTORS yesterday.  It is imagery, NOT a witchery.  I had very disturbing dreams last night.  I feel pretty disconnected today.  I am having a difficult time with the cold.  I am trying to cleanse my thoughts and emotions as I write.  I feel an influence that I cannot identify.  I am dealing more with gypsies.  It takes a steely resolve to not let them influence your day to day.  Maybe the eagle is saying that I am doing a good job.  I do my regular journeys for the day.  Maybe a strong force of a few will step in for me this week.  I surely pray for that reality.  I will sit quietly and try to find a bit of comedy as I go.

Coffee Thoughts

There was this teller at my bank who I really liked and now I don't see him anymore.  I feel like he is very special to world community.  I will not share his name, but I wish to tell him that I am thinking of him today and I wish that he had never gone away.  Maybe sometime in the future I will understand what happened there.  I see the wings of a raptor spreading for him and my cousin, simultaneously.  They are beautiful, powerful, and full.  Maybe, one day, they will transport me to the moon.  Sometimes imagery can calm and center people.  I had disturbing dreams, and thus this image is helpful.  It helps me to sit at Starbucks, in Fridley, as I ground myself.  I feel a current moving beneath and on top it looks clean and even fairly calm.  I mind the comings and goings around me.  I am trying to feel connections, but everything feels far away.  I will listen to some music to try and guide and form my thoughts for now.

Royal Pains

I will just write briefly today.  I had my heart and lungs rigorously tested today.  I was able to ride the recumbent bike for three times the average time people would go for the test, at a set speed, while only breathing into a regulator in my mouth.  They told me that most people go from 2 to 5 minutes.  My nose was clipped.  It is harder than it sounds.  I was glad that I was a certified deep water scuba diver.  They all cheered for me when I finished and told me that I did great.  They looked at the test right away and both doctors were pleased to tell me that my heart and lungs are very healthy.  It was a catheterization through my neck through my heart.  It was pretty painful, but all of my days on Oahu prepared me for this very painful test today.  I stayed very still and quiet.  It is hard for me to hold my head up.  The nerves and muscles are aggravated.  I am thinking of my cousin Jimmer.  He is my uncle's first born on my mother's side.  He has traveled in royal circles in even England and Scotland when he was married to a "Swedish Queen" in Sweden.  It is a witchery for women who primarily practice Swedish witchcraft.  She was the head of Amnesty International at the time.  Jimmer, she was doing her witcheries on top of massive KABBALAH all over you.  It eventually drove Jimmer away and he had his marriage annulled  in a Swedish court of law which is very tough, but he did have his righteous indignation in front of that WHITE, MALE judge.  He then came back home to the U.S. to set sail on The Ford yacht.  He is not just a dreamer, he attains success in upper echelons and keeps his mouth shut.  He now lives by Whistler Ski Resort in British Columbia.  He has a Bachelor of Arts in Film Studies from Madison (WI) University, and he also received a Master's of Business Administration from a Canadian College.  He also trained in Eau Claire, WI, as a small child in Olympics level gymnastics before an injury ended that training and dream.  Your education is now through, Jimmer.  It is time to put you in the race.  You trained for steeplechase, but this is The Kentucky Derby.  It will be a breeze.  He KNOWS when people are talking about him in a bar and documents it, especially when it was a nasty Swede overseas.  Go at all you see as witchery, Jimmer, and succeed even in recording industry.  Don't follow me.  Find your own light and POWER.  We have had enough contact that you know that I am perfect at cordialities and also at including everybody.  I know that you are frustrated by the chaos around you.  You have tried to organize the maelstrom.  It is time to stop the clouds from forming.  Take it from Cherokee, it is all within you.

Sabre of a KING

I decided to get up and come writing at 7:30 am. The coffee is hot and Starbucks is pretty packed here in Fridley. Today, I draw on the forces and energies in my vicinity.  As I write about how many people are here, half of them exited.  In my mind's eye, I see a sabre.  It is shiny silver with a brown leather handle.  It is wielded by a great almighty in the desert.  Even snakes fear this man, and he can call them to attention if war beckons him in the night.  I see his eyes turn green and then blue.  The skies open up and lightning flashes as sheets of rain pound the desert floor and this man's heart.  His is a life of isolation and solitude until mercy crept unto his doorstep in the form of an invitation of possible healing for someone he once respected.  It is all just modern history now, and he knows what and who he knows.  He even finds butterflies brilliant in his chamber in the night.  Love has captured his heart and his feet as he does not miss a beat.  His sabre is his way to communicate today for he has taken a vow of solitude until his love can be free of her bondage and is brought to the desert to rest beside him in the night.

Puppies At Play

I look into the bin and he looks up at me. He is the most charismatic and adorable little K9 creatures on the planet. Maybe he is meant for high and holy police and military service. He seems to smile at me and asks me to take him to my gorillas at The Como Zoo. They are top secret U.S. Marines. It is Virgil, my gorilla mate, Sampson, and Jabir. They tunnel through and up this K9's telepathy by infinity. Animals can now communicate well with each other. I take the brilliant little baby home and teach him the quadratic equation to always solve for x. I teach him to use it to prove that he is always sober and not brain damaged in any way. Puppies, puppies, puppies are on my plate today. Their soulful eyes will lead others astray, but, for me, they are a break at the end of the day. I then pass them off to soldiers who need to speak with THE SOUND OF SILENCE and not end up DISTURBED.

Rocky Mountain Authority

The Rocky Mountains are one of the most beautiful sites in North America. It is the result of plate tectonic activity as one is pushed down, the other is pushed up. The glaciers then made them more rugged. Mountains are necessary for the proper movement of water on a continent and a side result of separating and enhancing populations. I have skied in Colorado. I was based in Breckenridge, at the base of the mountain. I then also skied Copper Mountain, Keystone, and Arapahoe Basin. I was in 5th grade. I skied a double black diamond all by myself. It took a lot of concentration, but I never fell, and I was successful as people watched at the base. That was Arapahoe Basin. Weather going up the mountain in a tour bus was a complete white out blizzard. Plate tectonics are about to be a field of study beyond just geology and will become more of a climatology. Their influence on weather is stunning, but the boundaries that they provide is heavenly. The Rockies are special because they could eventually divide The United States. Climatological changes may make them unable to cross and the igneous rocks at their base cannot be tunneled through anymore even with a diamond drill bit. It is time to shore up if you want to be part of east or west. Think about it. We stay in a safe space in our brains, but persons with almighty power can be wherever they wish to be.

Brilliant Comedy

I am here. I know that you see nothing at all. Your faith is beautiful. How can you believe in an evolving heaven when there is such depravity coming your way? There are consequences for each and every soul out there for what they do. I loved working with you in this realm. You have a keen sense of when and where to do so. You gave me perfect safety by not believing at all, in a way. It is all just a stage play in the imaginal realm. I know that today feels like wading through molasses. I am evolving in a realm you cannot see. There are parties who will be elevated, and those who will be cast into the shadows of an evolving and revolving hell dimension. Hurting a being like you was strange in a way. There was no point, and you dealt with their brutality with genius and grace. Labels are falling away and I see so much in you today. I am sorry that you sometimes have to listen to the senseless edits when you write. It profiles HIM for me. Intellect is the key. There is nothing there to see except a great mirror for us and our society. You just have a way of saying things that are correct and on key. Sleep will come, but your ability to try when things are not the best is definitely HOPE. Discover the way we see. It is a brilliant butterfly and true sight of the sun and moon.

A Silent Wave

A deep wind blows in my vicinity today. The fresh air is marked by the gale force and the sunshine's regale. I see birds flying as if they are immune. A thought begins to manifest on the page, but I pitter pat in a different direction. Maybe the drivel on TV does make sense after awhile. I try to move smartly through intersection as my mother always says. I come to a busy, but calm, place to be to write publicly. Negativity tried to put its foot in the door, but I moved areas and it calmed down. Tonight I shall sit calmly and watch TV or maybe a movie. At the end of the day, I long for TRIPOLI.

Blood Lines

I feel like a lot is happening right now. As I look at TV, it is with The President's staff and cabinet. Maybe it is all a good distraction. Line deputy, my barista asked me straight out and I said yes. I showed her what you made for me. It was just time. I need men to not be intimidated by you, but they must also submit to your authority on occasion. I did get a full night of sleep last night. I think that Ben Carson, the new Housing secretary, is going to be a great stabilizing force in discrimination against me and only me. He is actually a brain surgeon and has now seen my EEG from Dr. Shrandt that showed blunt force trauma to the head during infancy and a MRI that was done, in Muncie, when I was in a fugue state. I should not be verbalizing at all. He will have the extra punch that he has made it in that industry regardless of the fact that he is black. He prefers black to African American. He will now look into first my brother, Peter, and his schooling, then my sister, Anne. He can establish geneology lines through these studies and thus determine that they are half siblings, and the latest Navy physical can determine that my known father, Tom, is a torturer (and has been since Oahu) and that he is my brother and his father, General George, is my actual biological sire. My mother's heart procedure will insure that she is actually my biological mother. He can then look into royal lines, internationally, and then determine true ethnic origins. He is a true genius and does it out of curiosity, thus behind the scenes. My torture was taped, and now presidency has those tapes. All U.S. generals turned on me, thus are now wanted for treason and will be handled at GITMO. Well my ferreting abilities are created by a trust that people will handle things properly. You all decide to betray so blatantly and now higher ups will handle it behind the scenes. You all have no idea how those Arabs down there can torture effortlessly. Good luck guys. It is now obvious that you are all gay. Sec. Carson, please do not start your own car from now on. Good luck in your LEGENDARY JOURNEY.

Princely Affairs

I love you, Hope, and I am not gay. People read me that way, but it is a spiritual side that sees femininity as rage. I step away, but, for you, it is okay. You do not play. I see and feel your exhaustion and I just want some relief for your actual and figurative heart. Brutality surrounds you, but you act like a queen every time I see you or read what you write. I am shy to speak of my praises for your artistry. You are so complete without deceit. When I grab your hand, I feel the heat, but also the fact that you have locked yourself away for so long. I see you work so hard with no affirmation, but you still compete in every category. Depression should have engulfed you, completely, years ago. As soon as you leave, I miss you. Just know that this is not a show. I take this very seriously. I see you unable to speak and then I read and I know why. People are starting to see your silence as such dignity and grace. I just love to look upon your face. Maybe you take weak sides of me and make them strong. I believe in fairy tales and kingdoms again. I do hear that you are in pain, though you never complain. There is a solution, and I am going to find it. I will work with mortal enemies if I have to. You are really the entity in the tower, all alone, but not weeping. Don't worry, I will not walk away if you release tears. I will just see them as crystals falling and the birth of so much wisdom and kindness. Call if you need to. I will boundary those in my vicinity, and get back to you when it is safe from the demons inside me.

Blogging Quietly

I joined The YMCA today. I can get to The Downtown YMCA fairly easily. Even their scholarship memberships are pretty expensive. They are $34 a month and a $19 joiner fee. I guess they don't want people in there who live on social security. Scholarship memberships used to be free when I worked there years ago. I feel like the water exercises are helping my back. I am finally filling out my sleep journal. I am at about a week now. The thing with channeling is that I deal with many so deep attachment does not occur. Then there are times that an entity really needs me, so my empathic heart experiences a deeper attachment. I am finding myself in that place at this time. I really like and respect this individual, but I am trying to keep my life as free from complication as possible. Maybe I will have some resolution soon enough. I don't mind living myself with chastity, but sometimes a hug would be nice. I don't really consider myself lonely, more in just a different place. It is best to just stay silent about the whole thing except in these quiet pages here. Fine sir, just know that I hear you and I enjoy the intersections we have at this time. You are really good at what you do. Maybe, one day, we will know what this means. I linger in the hallway of thought today and know that times are scarce, but I know that I have the basics covered, and, for that, I am grateful. I am finding myself at coffee, at Starbucks in Fridley, and there are many people here. Maybe I am afraid to put my heart on the page, so this entry is fairly boring. I must live by such rigid rules so I can speak my mind on the complete list of topics I write about. I will listen to some music, and take in the scene and maybe something will come through.

A Poem of Reconcilliation

In the trees a melody for The Japanese plays. Maybe a royal Herohito BUTTERFLY who has past, sees the wind as an answer to a long felt curse. There is no need to rehearse. Beauty is in The Registry. It is clean for the first time and a medical doctor can listen to my lungs ring clear. Past mistakes of generations can lead to success. Maybe the us and them need each other. Lions in the desert appear to have given up their savannahs. Loving kindness and apology may have been seen as dirty disease in the past, but HONOR is on the line today. After the day the economy will stabilize through a sushi chef who became a corporate giant in one, two, three. Yakuza chains and genes bow to me and hand me their favored sword to complete the surgery. I offer a brother who is not a thief. Liquid assets will become necessary and banks will begin to pray to The West again, but now Russia can hear the drums as well. It is time for Haiku. Poetry will soothe the savagery and my gorillas will bow the sun today.