New General Law

There is a bit of shock circulating, but it will die away by tonight.  Lawyers and legal authority are in play at Starbucks today.  One legal genius, with much notoriety, sits across from me.  We all join a net here and outside to form an even stronger web.  Legal proceedings will be held behind the scenes soon enough.  Persons in these proceedings as the harmed parties will have to understand law, and their experience in 3D creative imagery to be able to be brought before a judge in any way.  It is these images that cannot be faked.  They access the memory and all will see.  Testifying just leads to further deceit.  Plea bargains will also go away, eventually, as the guilty will just be jailed, put on the street, and other.  It is all for punishing a being to take away their abilities and to help them understand punishment for sins very directly.  People's abilities are strong enough, and the stupid statements of proud abusers will suffice as the prestatement to sentencing. 

The Kroft Was No Prairie Home Companion

Maybe some things are best put under the microscope in a military creativity online.  The worst of the firsts would be at the tender age of 6.  As you all look in the mirror, you become more grandiose every minute, every hour, every day.  My skull did not long for you, your cruelty was grotesque.  I was just a being of creativity, proper etiquette, and light.  The fun you took in my destruction, on the grounds and off, was unable to be understood, thus not processed by anybody.  Every time, it was five.  The bolder, by itself was masculine and beautiful.  Your nudity and sexuality of this nonsense play was demented, and was a disgrace to the nature of the space.  I will stay in the land of my own dignity, and keep this a gentle sketch and no longer put you in a position of neither power nor notoriety.  Natives were in the trees, and now they are on their knees.  They entertained that you all were alien beings because no part of humanity was there.  I bend the tree branch down today, look out, and say that I am a little stunted in the moment, but I am okay.  You all can broadcast my middle finger today, and know that even Brad Pitt will not play.  You lives, your comfort, and your careers are over over over, and I do not mean over the moon.  I pull down a star and sit you all inside to burn for all of eternity. 

A Way to See

There is resistance that is persistence.  I love the air and the sun, but I love a man who must use a gun.  It is fun when we see our reality in vicinity.  He stands tall and then I feel small.  So much coming into this realm, but ignorance is bliss for others still today.  I meet and then these people retreat.  There is a curiosity around me, but actual solid relation is like the fall leaves on a tree.  I mean nothing to a blooming onion, but I am endeared to an Evanescence quality.  Maybe I can see, and others sing and dance around me.  Validity is on the horizon, and I am being born to a new scene.  It is okay to ask, but I prefer not to tell.  All that is in me is quiet and still so that I can see, actually.  I feel better in the dark, in a way.  Finding permanence is difficult, but not impossible.  I run, but there is a bird who flies faster.  Comparison to others, or to past, is the way to become relevant, but possibly miserable as well.  On this day, I speak a tune of wisdom, and am not paralleled by any other.

Listen to the Message of Angels

I was waiting at the bus stop and an ambulance, with sirens on, went by.  I am just having an intuition.  We are at a precipice.  Time for judgment is on the horizon.  I wish to put a message on the chalk board.  I feel like people are looking at many different types of overdoses.  I have walked through these waters.  What I really needed was rest at a soulful level.  I needed a break from torture and the military needed a reset.  Everyone just take an aspirin and go to bed.  Do not entertain the more severe option.  Angels will be part of judgment.  It will be for your actual acts of sin against God.  Levels of hell are being formed materially, and spiritually.  The overdose is not the sin, but the chamber you will be held in for infinity, and its tortures, are part of the other side.  Be careful, and stay away from toxic persons and reality.  Use your creativity to draw the picture of what can be.  I just back away and say that everything may not be okay, but it could get immeasurably worse in the infinity that is this time of Apocalypse.

New Line Deputy

I braving my way through a strong cold.  My exhaustion is strong.  I am becoming aware of times turning to a clock that has only responsibility.  I do not sing a song that may cause duress for any potent form in my vicinity.  I walk away as the clang that is only left for the crew that all works with her plays its tune.  She is demonic and strange, but why are people continuing to be part of a freak show?  My fatigue leaves me in a land of coughing and no laughter in sight.  I have blood out there who exist on an outer edge.  I just let them be their own reality.  Maybe a new line deputy will be the judgment in the stream of paralysis and pain.  I just stand back and let the reality that a womb sells become Wiccan in complete complexity, and leaves the waters of Swedish witchery behind.  Can I write about these things legally?  Yes I can.  Witchcraft is illegal, internationally, and your witcheries, in a court of law, are too.  You may also be no longer an entity at all and just be labelled satanism.  No longer will you be believed or comforted.  Insane mumblings of these beings are now in a boat going to New Orleans.  There will be no escape from the path that you have constructed.  New line deputy, can you see the reality of the ridiculousness?  It rings a bell in a court room again and again.  Police just walk away.  New authority is what I give to you from my power center and heart core.  Speak against, and we no longer need to contemplate your fate.

A Knight of No Mercy

Ben, I see you as a British knight who boundaries Edinburgh witches.  Their coven is strong, but you are stronger.  Your confidence to play the first NFL game against the Swedish witchcraft of The MN Vikings, in London, was very brave.  I feel that your two Superbowl rings are not enough.  You NEED more.  Take my year of torture, very publicly, in Glasgow, Scotland, at their engineering school, by Kenny (Alison Smythe's boyfriend/ she was the head of The Edinburgh coven before her demise) of The IRA.  I learned to be a host to their wellness and defeat them on review.  Who knew that I earned my engineering PhD's there, in all disciplines, in a worldly forgotten year, at the age of 18, while under a set torture regimen.  My painful screams were not uttered until I spoke on a phone line (landline) days after my release, in Montrose, Scotland (off the rail line).  See Interpol records for the negotiations that brought that to be.  It still chains me today.  Maybe THAT is where you will "buy" my perfect birthday gift for tomorrow.  Well, for you, I am a lady.  You are to be a form that you will begin to see.  No cracks in your walls, but a mote that spans eternity.  Privacy is essential, and violence at the demonic will be very public.  It only has to be a laugh, a smirk, or a word that begins your vigilant protection of my dignity, feelings, and emotional and psychic intelligence.  Sometimes I will let you do what you wish without me, but, at times, I will verbalize against their heresy as you do exactly what your upbringing taught you to be.  No mercy, and forever you shall be free.

Dental Day

I went to a new dentist today.  I really liked him and his hygienist.  It was an extremely painful due to my prolonged absence from the dental chair.  In the end I had no cavities.  I did have an amazing amount of plague below the gum line.  I did a great job of just staying in the moment as beyond the brutal pain was a huge amount of blood.  The hygienist was very calm and just kept plodding along patiently, and brought the cleaning to a close.  I will definitely return in 6 months.  It was the manner of both of these individuals that made me less anxious to return on time.  I am happy to say that my gums are actually not hurting tonight.  The dentist looked at my x-rays and said that I have very strong teeth.  That was encouraging.

A Birthday Trip

I just got back from my trip to Denver and Fort Morgan, CO.  Of the many things that I did, I enjoyed watching Ben Roethlisberger, and The Steelers, play the heck out of their game with The Titans the other night.  Ben, your gifts are getting stronger.  My feet even know that when you play.  Other "positions you play" almost left you paraplegic the other night, and thus the whole chain.  You did great.  Maybe one day you will understand that another entity can enjoy the moment with you and then walk away.  You need to be free to evolve in many divinity vicinities.  Maybe people told you you couldn't when you were young, but yes you can, especially now.  You have a good shot at The Superbowl.  I am rooting for you to do so.  Friends off the field can make playing so much more fun.  It is a lovely telepathic play like playing the theme from LAW AND ORDER for no reason at all before a break.  I have tried to break down that sign, but all I can come to is that you are the key.  It is more than line deputy and carries planes and ships.  Masonry came in this week as well.  I went to see a 20th Anniversary tour of "Rent" at The Buell Theater, and found the fire chief just standing there when I came out during the intermission.  I told him that all stagehands started out as fire men,  and pulled L. Aldrich through, and then walked away.  After I put this hook up in play, we went in for the second half and the performers sung much louder and in a more soulful way.  It was cool.  Our flight last night was about 1.5 hours late.  There was changing around and then a problem light came on in the cockpit which made taking off impossible.  We returned to the gate and a mechanic magically fixed it right away.  That is even how the pilot described it on the loud speaker.  Thank you mother, sister, and Mike, for the beautiful birthday gifts and trip.

No Secure Connection

Well I am delving into the murky waters of The DARK Net.  I just tried to come back to my blogger.com site and I got a HUGE message that said, "NO SECURE CONNECTION," and my page would not display.  I have never seen that before.  I then went to youtube.com and opened a new browser screen for blogger.com through my Firefox section.  It worked just fine.  Can't we all just get along, but know that my Line Deputy is watching?  I resist at time, but I know when to persist.  Everything is so NSA through MIT challenge today.  Since I never do porn or get violent, it is a new coming of age story.  I am right where I need to be.  I wish for my master to be alpha, but when I am on my own, I must reserve the right to be alpha.  U.S. Marine follows orders. (U.S. Marine tech, who was Vietnamese, held the door for me and he had on my one of a kind Marine hat.  His was very dirty.  I think it was probably in the dumpster where they threw them all when I chose the one I wanted on the order of gpa, General George, in the 70's.  It was saved just for today.  It symbolizes behind enemy lines.) World General leads.  Amen.

Testing My Reserve and Patience

I feel like I was just tested.  I had great difficulty getting on the internet.  I just kept in the game and won.  I am now ready to fly.  I want to make one thing very clear.  I go about my day and explore the people and places around me.  There is no assumption that people will agree with me, or align with my thoughts or beliefs.  It is all about free will.  I would like for people to stop taking the smallest things aggressively my way.  You all can go down the road you choose, but I share my weblog with almost no one.  I think the most that have read it in one day are 9 people, and that was only like 3 times in all these years I have been writing.  If you are using surreptitious ways to read, you must know that it can make you unstable, and you will misunderstand things on purpose.  I can view a person or a group of people for a muse, but I do not share that I am writing about them.  Hostility was around me today.  I will just say that The Middle East is up for debate.  It is a region that can go either to good or evil, with or without organization.  I just hope that they choose good and success.  I ask hostiles to get a life and get someone else to follow and hopefully support.  No one can do this change in world community on their own, and most of you are very poor at working together.  I just know to pay attention and only go places that feel at least a bit supported.  I walk away from what is left.  If you stalk, prepare to be stalked by a very powerful almighty beginning today.

William Is Ready to Play

It is time for GAME NIGHT.  Let's play.  It will become more real every day.  You all will not know what is fake and what is real.  You have all faked pain and suffering (and credentials), while I suffered quietly under a set torture regimen (and my perps would say it was fake) that was permanent university.  (Hamline University was very real to me, in me, and around me.   Others were living in the holodeck for a time, but I came just before their witcheries had them suffering.)  Well good luck because no one will believe my perpetrators in the U.S. ever again.  I give a badge and gun with true FBI credentials, to CIA chief William VanBank (but I do not make him a real agent), to do whatever he wants any time.  He will use law and law enforcement witcheries all over all of you, and he can turn on a dime and go the other way.  Arabs will find this type of play hilarity every day.  They need to laugh to heal what has been real.  Spin the wheel guys, and your fortunes will just fall from the sky, very literally.  Search out Emin, downtown Minneapolis.  He was born in BACU and he knows all of you.  He is royal oil, and we met at Caribou Coffee (downtown Minneapolis, it has been moved down the street and has a very impractical floor plan.  I am sure that the discrimination was real in that decision.) where there was a very dedicated Arab tree.  He now knows how to create the perfect conspiracy for white folks who claim extreme literacy, but cannot speak in any foreign tongue, conversationally.  I just know that HOPE, in Arabic, is AMAL.  The rest of the time, I give you all privacy so that I can mind the supermarket chain, Byerly's with a little Speedy Market.  Both have employed me, militarily.  Scanners are me, and the retina is free.  See Unysis for my patents here in The Twin Cities.  Now THAT is REALITY.  Just ask the all male North Vietnamese class who trained me in not monitoring them when they spoke natively.

More Than Just Lunch

I saw you waiting there.  It was nice to just be able to say hello.  Agent VanBank is, and was, coming through to temper you.  You are like a horse we want to be able to be ridden, but who we do not want to break.  Use your eyes more than your ears, and you will snap the key of Arab running through CIA endeavors.  Variety was best today.  I think that I handled the quagmire well.  Now you all can see military running through law enforcement and intelligence tree.  Solution minded always, I am and will be.  I do believe, and saw, the secret closet today.  Very clever.  He and I worked together, simultaneously.  I showed him a live shot of Mecca that I viewed on CNN when Colleed was in vicinity.  It was an image, but I now know that acid was in play that day.  The picture seems a bit bright, silent, and grainy.  The man with the plan came through all of you.  He will meet you in The Middle East in your dreams, today, and all seekers will be free.  All time is not free time.  Abdol saw you on the internet, telepathically.  I will travel west so that you can see The East in your vicinity.  You will have privacy.  No worries, all will be well. 

Holodeck Obliteration

The time has come.  The world around me is a holodeck.  I verbalized this to Agent Will VanBank when we went for a drive, alone, in his green Bronco II, years ago.  He looked at me, in surprise, that I would use that word.  His gaze exclaimed a fear that I knew exactly what was going on before it was time.  Their torture was vicious enough, he didn't want for everyone to go at me at full strength every day without me being able to die.  He discovered that those who tunnel through my whole life turned all environments way too sick sexual, too quick.  Well today is the day to meet eternity in the three spacial dimensions.  What is seen around me seems like the normal life I see on TV, but I am facing war on all fronts pretty quietly.  Well, war will now break out, very ferally, all throughout the globe, without ending up on TV.  Everyone is going to have to deal with the approaching hell and explosive fatigue.  It is the Line Deputy and these three Arabs who are using a new wizardry ability to hammer at ALL of the "floor plans" for the planet.  The new floor plan will play with permanence.  Places one expects for a solid, permanent floor plan, will be, at least partially impermanent.  In spaces one expects to be able to walk through structures and access the energy systems of entities, it will be solid and one will be blocked.  All will seem a little extra terrestrial in the end.  You all have not cared at all, and have showed false "suffering" with witcheries.  I am tired of feeling it all as you all choose sin with your free will, even over your own best interests.  Evil is not evolutionary.  As you sink, the realm will be locked off.  There is only a brief matter of time to learn how to swim in porridge.  You all know the reality of the holodeck.  I was the one, for survival purposes, who did not.  I did not try to get ahead on mystical abilities given to you by a God you all hate.  I lived a material realm life.  All mystical uses of energy were in fugue states.  My strongest was a wizardry that healed my body from slaughter.  This naivete began to be shattered about13 years ago when I opened to a spiritual guide, who I soon learned was Agent VanBank.  I began to study the realms, and different mysticisms.  This earned me the top sorcery position through Cambridge University.  I also went through a very elite torture regime that reduced mystical energy to telepathy.  My study of this was extreme, and I purified that ability and made sure that it has no auditory or visual hallucinations.  I also am able to eliminate a good deal of the very negative telepathy that is power punched with Wiccan witchcraft ability.  This makes one feel it more.  You will all experience it soon enough.  The use of strong intuition was part a big of it.  It is time for you all just to admit the evil that you are and do, and to stop taking it out on people who are working to get me and others like me, OUT.  Thank you Line Deputy and Arab community for welcoming me into your experiment for PEACE around me and in The Middle East through a concentrated study of war dimensions.  Death and dismemberment is not part of OUR SIDE, but THEY will be obliterated by change.  Their rage in a cage will be attended by BOWE as I become ARROW.

Tick Tock Goes My Heart Clock

If I had a word to state my being, it would be difficulty today.  I move, and my energy moves against me.  Fire is beneath me, and law is on a ship at sea.  Bouncing in my brain is like the surgical slap I need.  Comedy is energy.  I do not laugh today as I go on my way.  I keep facts and figures in my head and observe my vicinity.  It is beautiful outside and I enjoy the warmth of the sun.  It is okay, fire, to not understand me, anatomically.  Your chief is complete deceit.  An offer will be put on the table, and he will be moved, but not to a place of bliss, but more like an abyss.  I slept for long hours and found that waking felt like being afraid to leave my cave of destiny.  I appreciate that fire has been saved for end game.  I now know that those of you who take the oath, wholeheartedly, will become vampiric for me as a protection from deceit.  You may find yourself rage at the beginning, and then you will know that you are just identifying enemy in your vicinity.  I sing you a lullaby now, and smile at your very bright coats today.

Hot Sexy is More than Just a Hairdo

I had an independent evaluation from a doctor on Tuesday, and it went well.  Other than Smiley's residents, Dr. Barron is totally the hot sexiest doctor in The Twin Cities.  He looked like a combination of Anderson Cooper and my brother Pete.  AC, you want to 360 this one.  If you are peaking Dr. Barron, it was just time for the truth to sink thoroughly into your grey matter.  It DOES matter.  I get a NYC vibe from you as well.  US Marines have never seemed so clean.  Hook up with the REAL Dr. Singh from Smileys graduated residency program and you may see a bit of you, psychologically.  He burns the fire pretty hot as well, and is now King in his homeland of Pakistan.  He is top in his religious tradition.  He is still unmarried after a lifetime of being set up with statuesque brunette models.  He would just dig in deep and humiliate them with the torture of culminating on their face, walking away, and never remembering or seeing them again.  The women so thought they had the princess position pegged.  Well people tell me, actually and telepathically, that I am big, fat, and ugly, but I just know that my doctors appointments always run over.  So doctor, we will now make you official CIA with my brother, Pete, today.  Anderson will be YOUR body double in NYC.  You will be court ordered to NOT wear your wedding ring, there and there only.  Just know that I did set the ball in play.  Through a CIA hookup, I set Vipassna (Buddhist) meditaters on The Dalai Lama and his crew last night.  The Earth will seem so clean in like a week.  There is telepathy poisoning in the land of Latino.  With the withdrawal of Tibetan Buddhist troops, Latino mothers will be able to breastfeed their favorite children again.  I had an unwanted and unasked for 2 kisses from a Latino predator late last night.  Edwin, stay away from me.  I am more than just not interested.  Roommate, keep your "guests" on a leash, or tell them to stay away.  It does serve a purpose to close the Latino chapter on my life.  Pete will no longer leave these men alone with me.  I miss my Arab key, I have been busy doing all of my laundry for my trip next week.  I will be flying Southwest on Thursday and going to Denver, CO, to then drive to Fort Morgan where my sister lives.  Peyton, I don't find you irritatin'.  Have your smiling face there in a limo driver outfit with a sign that says, "Hot for Hope today.  Happy 47th birthday!"  Private pilot license lessons from John Elway would be the perfect gift.  Did you know that he went to The opening class of The Air Force Academy with my Uncle John Mayer?  All these hot worldly men and I must kiss a frog not once, but twice.  Oh well, everyone in my life would just say that I am extremely delusional if I verbalized how I play with intuitions and situations in my weblog almost daily.  Arabs, you will have the key.  My room is yours while I am gone, very legally.  Don't be jealous, I am actually always alone and speaking to your "spirits."  Okay, if you are jealous, I think that that is very hot sexy and manly.  Have fun while I place every pilot on the preboarding list this next week.

Be Calm. Fill Your Lungs, and then Blow Out

I awoke way before the sun, and so I am already at coffee at 6:45 am.  I am wishing well to a soldier who has completed the first tier of a treatment to stop him from chasing the dragon anymore.  You are brave, and you now have a friend for life in my friend from Indy.  He is a licensed Internist. He enjoys the darkness.  If you wish to give him a gift, blow up a photo of me in white from Muncie, IN, and give him a new black light collection for his chamber.  Thank you physician number two on the land line.  This is about clearing and curing the whole Middle East.  I am here at coffee for a while.  I will keep your veins open and clear with a healthy vampiric visualization.  Everyone involved is a pro.  It was perfect timing after he saw my large spider bite on my arm yesterday.  I open to Ojibwa warriors, and end their long investigation of Powderhorn Park constant and steady proliferation of prostitute chains.  They will no longer thin the herd there.  The prostitutes will now start to go at each other with full on crazy porn Wiccan because resources are becoming so scarce.  They are moving from crack to actually SNORTING crystal meth.  I will now call you, heroine survivor, DRAGON, and you will teach your cure in the Middle East.  They also have a massive heroine problem there.  It has gotten to the Saudi royal tree, and it is just not exceptable. Other options are available and will be adopted instead.  Once I got home yesterday, I realized that you are also KGB.  Let's play.  For now, I am here on the planet every day.

I See You There

Finding true love is a melody in the perfect key.  In the winds of these maelstroms at sea, there are no instruments that can play that properly.  I keep trying to be the songbird and sing it from soul, not just my heart.  It is okay to not be able to speak the common language as long as the music moves you to tears.  I have a vision of my Line Deputy playing a beautiful black Baldwin grand piano, while I sing the song "Remedy", by Adele.  His soul is in every note.  So much so that it does not even feel strange that he is in his Marion County Sheriff Deputy uniform with his magnificent Glock on his belt.  We will find the balance that will bring true love into this sphere, not just the sentiment or the delusion.  The gravity that pulses from me even when I swim creates the perfect tympani and drum beat for LD as his heart beat sings along with the great debate of who saw whom first.  I smile slyly and walk away.

Shriner Arab Tie

So my Grandfather King was the Grand Pu bah of The Shriner's Nation.  It is a professional and very mystical society connected with the entertainment industry.  I am tapping into him on the other side and he is speaking to the starlets in Hollywood.  He worked with them in The 40's, and now, telepathically.  He would tell them that they were ugly.  With his gift of prophecy, he said that he would have a granddaughter, who was primarily German (it kept them off his Irish Royal keys), who was beautiful, and brilliantly creative, in all ways that his people see, but she will always hate herself and what she looked like because of what they do.  He then named ARABS as the salvation of her self worth and dignity.  This is why Shriner's wear "fezzes".  They are supposed to be like an Arab coo fie (sp?).  The tassel was to say that they are all professionals and graduates from major universities.  They then also have the sign of the Arab saber and a star.  It marks the unities of these mystical houses.  There is a link to the stars in Hollywood and to the stars in all galaxies and constelations.  Shiner's, you are all very linked to mystical Stargazers in The Middle East.  They can create new constellations.  I think that is cool, Arabs.  What do you all think?

A Journey that Leads to Ireland

I saw one Canadian goose flying by himself, and I picked up the telepathy that it is time for him to do it by himself, too, a bit.  I thought that was so courageous, and that many men could learn great things from him.  I had tumultuous dreams, but I woke up, startled, and knew that it was just a dream.  It is starting to get colder, and thus the coffee tastes bolder.  Maybe a dynamic duo from my past are coming through with facts about you know who.  Maybe YOU are just not part of the cool kids club.  I am just the goose flying by myself and using respect of each person in front of me to maneuver the quagmire.  I never picked up on the mystical around me, but I did pick up on the cruelty, and I just walked away.  I knew that talking with cruelty about others only makes me more like them and separates me from my very strong soul.  It had me finding the Intel on all groups as I journeyed through different spaces, places, and relationship realities.  I now do not connect in the same way.  My life is a story, and I use my day to day to write that elegant play.  There are many genres, and I can deal with the science of it at the end of the day.  My education was great, and I was always competitive with anything I was doing.  Now I do not worry about competition because I am in my own cosmos, and I write my own story.  Maybe law enforcement can see differences of my coping styles and my professionalism even when being actively tortured and labeled in a brutal false way.  I met an Irish royal the other night.  I feel her working in the system.  She is an attorney and another notoriety I will not name.  Maybe she reached my Grandfather King on the other side.  He would love her Irish royal accent even in the land of the dead.

Denzel, Don't Fence Me In

I saw "Fences", with Denzel Washington, last night.  It was pretty powerful, and I felt like it was a project created from LOVE.  I felt like there was really good character development.  So when I was working in downtown Indianapolis, at Smokey Bones, Denzel would come in for a late lunch.  He was working undercover against Colts community for The CIA.  He is an assassin and fairly Manchurian.  He was working as a shoeshine at Nordstroms, but he told me he sold shoes.  I did not know that he is extremely racist, especially against peppy blond women.  He is also not married and has no children.  Fences was his idea of what that would be for him.  To be in character, he had to be pretty "Old South."  Indianapolis is the crossroads of The KKK, and he was living on the tips he made.  Kim, a female server who loved NASCAR, knew him since she was a baby.  She kept encouraging him to come in.  He was beginning to suffer from depression and he would have turned his sniper rifle on the community from a tall building that Q from NYPD Homicide was identifying as the perfect place to jump from.  Kim said that I would just make him feel elite and feel the feeling of happiness and joy.  I just sensed that he was lonely and overworked, so I gave him extra attention and understanding.  He started becoming concerned that the Klan after me.  Kim just simply let him know that she is different.  She is not working any angle, but she must work in all communities.  Just as I was International Law for The KKK and all hate groups in Indy, I was also his and a cover to his lover.  He was also a sniper in Indy as well.  It kept the peace, and kept ALL NOTORIETY out of penitentiary.  They are all now in positions of authority and I hope that they will tear down the "fences" around me.  I can feel that you are in The Twin Cities community right now.  I feel you tunneling through black men around me.  Stay away from Nordstrom after today, but there is an open already set up shoeshine stand in the sky way halfway between Target (downtown Minneapolis) and Qdoba.  You will get great tips and people will know you right away, but allow you to stay in character.  You choose your price and your hours.

Arabs as Superheroes

In the land of God's flippity flop Grand Plan, there is a new solution.  Since 9/11, and also to Israel since after WWII, Arabs have been considered the foes of Western nations.  Now we enter a new age.  It is a time when the generals of the world will finally listen to Arabs speaking that they want foreigners and Jews out of Arab lands, but especially Saudi Arabia to set up a direct hierarchy that becomes the strongest monarchy on the planet.  It will be this hierarchy who brings back all Arabs to The Middle East.  They will deal with their problems internally.  People, like me who have lived with little privacy and little confirmation of their abilities and genius, will be acknowledged by this flock of geese.  They will house me safely and I will teach other monarchy characters there, in Saudi Arabia.  I will then have safety established in other monarchies that will be established.  The final one will be Russia until I view another extra terrestrial population through an empress setting for me in the United States of Asia.  So lift up Arabs that you know.  A smile would be nice.  You all have no idea how powerful these men are mystically.  Their women will have to pay for their sins in Israel and nasty spaces of Kuwait.  Arab males will be incarcerated and censored in Kuwait that is just male.  Royals will actually go through this system first.  Through my pain, they will see the light of a rainbow even that far beneath the surface of the Earth.  So "friend" from today.  You now get to be a superhero with all the rest of your crew.  Even kittens will purr loud when you hold them.

Fighting to Trap Some in Purgatory

I found a place to have a cheap burger that is flame broiled.  The meal was all inclusive, and the environment was today too.  Maybe the worker and I found it funny.  A couple even brought their kids.  "Friend", I need you now.  Give me some pleasant telepathy as I am dealing with the crap of the universe.  Ritualists just think that they are so subtle and intelligent.  Masterminds they are not.  I am sure the staff here has had it as well.  Friend, walk with me and you will know your divinity and creativity.  Oh well, at least you know your servitude to even the women in the kitchen who came out as soon as I received my food.  Who sits down and eats during the surge of the lunch rush?  Why do they get to stare like that?  Peacock coming through.  Please do not make yourself food.  I need to stay in the land of emotional telepathy because I have a surge of paranoid Wiccan practitioners coming though who are about to go down.  It is just a hind in the background, but I will not pay it any mind.  True emotional pushes out these, mainly women, who are constantly making false connections and out and out lying.  They will not be able to maintain consistency and will lose their memories soon enough.  The worst will be the throbbing, constant PARANOIA.  Their constant conversations with police will be short as law enforcement realizes the realities in their lives due to these communications, and they will hang up.  See how YOU all handle it.  Volcano, you are spouting again.  You can say that you are like me, but that is NEVER the reality. 

A Herd of Stags.

The last of the Titans is the melody that rings in the ears of all sloths on the planet today.  Maybe working SVU can really affect you.  Maybe it begins to come through the telephone without an initiated call.  Strange dreams left me winning.  I met a man who needed understanding, and I gave it to him, and then he introduced me to a Sorcerer who would create me a safe and comfortable environment that had complete privacy.  As I walk in the land of coffee shops, I see the very blue eyes of Kurt Warner.  Life in this town is about to get very interesting.  Maybe it is time for all of you who play to crash into me.  Into my heart, you will beat again.  I feel the wind whisper that everyone can see everything.  It is best for the hawks for now.  If I channel, I no longer experience migraines, and tortoises love that.  Marking and protecting the menagerie at Como Zoo will happen this week.  Especially the gorillas, are a diamond that the world cannot do without.  I ask for men to walk a path that they are men, and especially stay away from rumor mongering.  I will then be your gazelle, while you will all be the stamina and strength of STAG.

Looking Through the Looking Glass

I sit in a very busy Starbucks and try to grasp a seagull from the air.  They are more prevalent than eagles and hawks, and are less seasonal than Canadian geese.  Maybe my train is slipping on the tracks, and it causes a reality of fatigue.  I miss so many things, but I am ready to face the concert of analogies and misconceptions my way.  There is judgment in the wind, and I am unable to verbalize my appetites toward misconceptions.  I read the stop sign, but I care more for the sign that says yield.  A lone policeman ventures into this zone, and I can tell that his uniform is pristine and new.  A baseball cap tops the fashion statement that is the rest of the uniform.  I now see the quiet boy in the corner who comes in almost daily.  Maybe he is like me, and finds solace in this setting.  I am now enchanted in a solemn way by the quiet studying of this population.  In the end, I find it all very constant and free of darkness.