Jesus Christ IS A Superstar

I think that for Easter, I will do some character play.  Because all beings on Earth are demonic, except for God, they are incomplete, but this play can bring some becomings.  Years ago, I made Jesus Christ, Jeff Forrest.  Nothing escapes Jesus's eyes.  He was a demon then, and is truly one now.  He blamed God at The Garden of Gethsemene, and I worked, as a soldier, to make him a being who would finally take responsibility for his spiritual destiny.  He is the best mercenary for South America.  He will go into the jungles and fight all that is naturally there.  His natural alchemy will bring many plants and bugs who are medicinal. Columbia will be pure at that time.  His crucificxion had to do with the very dramatic person he is underneath.  He is brooding darkness, but loves Phantom of the Opera, and Les Miserables.  Maybe he wanted to keep that secret from Insane Clown Posse.  I believe that those two CLOWNS were the two thieves that were crucified with JC.  Like him, then and now, they are active serial killers, and tremendously flippant about sexuality.  Feminists would call them brutally offensive, but I say, look at the mamas and sisters that raised them and then dictate who is cruel and offensive.  I was not Mary Magdalin, she really had a bit part.  He and I had a raging and sometimes sweet sexual journey.  It was prolific and fruitful, and he helped me find the child that I needed to really to be for all society.  Mary Magdalin was Jenifer Watson.  She was a coke whore I met in Marion County PRISON.  Her "niggas" were the defensive line players for The Colts.  She had come from a law enforcement family, and she had a tattoo of a rose done with a guitar string by Axel Rose, at The Viper Room. She lifted up her gown and showed me.  It was just above her venus mound.  I got her released to serve them, and keep me from that dangerous doorway.  Jeff worked with them, and greased their wheels at times (he is DEA), and he would not have appreciated their vulgar verbalizations that would just not have been true.  Jeff knew that people had tried to label me a prostitute from birth, but I never ever would consider that path.  He knew that it was cruel and evil massive molestation, from birth, that made me the being that he NEEDED me to be in that vicinity. We did not speak of my past.  I made sure that Jennifer and Jeff never collided.  I introduced her to The Cold Case detective.  Detective Lappin did make it happen, and she was found dismembered in a dumpster behind Marion County's old secondary jail facility.  It took a few years because it was not in use.  The timing was right because Jeff would have been blamed, and the "psychic" detectives of IPD would have framed Jeff because they sensed that former life association.  She also wanted to be found completely decomposed and unrecognizable.  She had had it with being just another pretty face.  Yes, Peyton, things would have become RAGE if we had become even associated in Indianapolis.  The Line Deputy was always with me.  He is a starman, was not in this Biblical play, but a real danger in all spaces and times for this little being.  It means that he is the best protector for me, especially when I am creating, on Earth and universally.  He is very special to me.  I will just say that I have worked through the past life studies of Biblical times, and I just say that Jesus Christ was a bastard.  Joseph, I will not identify his current identity of this lifetime here, was impotent, and knew it.  His BROTHER, who is Jeff's father now, Jack Forrest, was his biological father and known uncle.  They were traveling "salesmen' (early drug trade) and carpenters.  They went to India to trip hard, and eventually studied Buddhism.  James Forrest, was Jesus's (and is Jeff's brother in this life) brother, and was fathered by Jack as well.  In those days, he went my John.  Peter is my brother and he started the Catholic Church.  He and Jeff are not a friend match, then or now, but they counter balance well, and their abilities COMPETE, thus making them more complete than anyone on the planet, then or now.  My mother, Mary, was Mary, and knew that Jeff would die of an early death of disease if he was not crucified, thus she let the politics take their course.  He then became a martyr that can never be matched.  She saw that as afterlife currency, and thus he would be cared for.  She did not believe in resurrection, thus denied this reality until her death.  My sister, Anne, was an "angel" then, and gave Jesus MORPHINE from the sky so that he would die and not be in pain.  (She is a quiet world expert now in the medical profession.)  This is why I had such a violent reaction to Morphine at a hospital in Indianapolis.  It was his pain and active paralysis that I took so that it would never happen to him again. 

My Orkin Gentleman Caller

I have a mouse in my apartment.  Orkin did come today, so I hope he is scared away.  I think that it is the same mouse that has been in and out for about 3 years.  In the past, he has scared me.  I think that it has just been too much satanistic tunnel through in this entity.  In the past three days, he has gotten kind of brazen and flirty.  He lets himself be seen, and does not buzz my tower with energetic "rays".  He props up his ears and just glances my way.  I am afraid that he is crushing on me.  I have not liked his advances.  I am afraid he will now find a mate, to bring in, to try and make me jealous.  I have boundaries him verbally, and he has run away.  Hopefully, the Orkin man took care of him today.  Now, if HE wants to be a gentleman caller for me, I would definitely be receptive.  Now THAT is a professional that I would really appreciate in the day to day.  A man, with hands on the devil, there to be a Grim Reaper for vermin, is most intoxicating for me.  Is that a strange way to see, or is it just positive me?

Calming Kim

Kim Kardashian, you are the one.  You are the ONE person in L.A. who can speak to my mother once a week without damnation.  She can get the proverbial, and actual, wrinkles out of your sheets.  You are brilliant, not stupid at all.  You have complete right brain shutdown.  You function, completely, on logic centers to create.  Selfies were a way to create symmetry in your world, and in your form.  You success is more than a fluke.  You are an amazing micromanager, not your mother, Kris.  It is time to establish a base in Tuscany, Italy, and to meet my friend, Tony.  Palestine will be grateful.  My mother can explain.  Stabilization of the continent of Europe is very important to me.  Former Russian states will return to Russia.  NEVER make a call and say that you are someone else, ever again.  You will lose your freedom, your notoriety, and your eye lashes, for all eternity.

I May Have Saved L.A. From the VERMIN coming Their Way

I know to keep this brief.  I finally stood up to my roommate, and walked away without Wiccan all over me from NYC, DC, and NYC.  She is evil to infinity, but she is a channel for prostitutes on the street, and in industry, who do way too much crack cocaine, and then are addicted to other pills, doctors, pharmacies, and chemicals.  I call on Butler University, in Broad Ripple, IN, to crash the system through Merwins Long Term Care Facility Pharmacy.  They are the number one pharmacy school in the world, and students get a B.A., not a B.S.  Merwins computer system is not elite.  The man I spent a night with at The AC Hotel (around 6 months ago), downtown Minneapolis, works a complex mix of computer science (writing code/ very governmental elite), and installing new "rhythms" in medical systems all over the world.  You can find him, and his frat boy friend, at Rock Bottom Brewery (happy hour), downtown Minneapolis, at the bar, on Tuesday early evenings.  He works corporate, but is an official CIA code agent now in the field.  NCIS Los Angeles will tunnel through.  Get the codes to all the meds they say I am on, and have been on.  They should not have this list.  Give it to the military, through the Navy doctors, in vicinity, who do actually treat for free at The VA.  Get crackin.  These women, staff and "patients", need to be caught before Easter.  Mom, thanks for the Lindt milk chocolate bunny.  I hop hop away.  It was GYPSIES, internationally, who allowed me to say the all the effective things I needed to say as I ate the rest of my burrito from MAYA CUISINE.  Mom took me there for lunch today.  Mom why don't you send Kim Kardashian an EASTER edible arrangement (with chocolate covered pineapple bunnies) to HER home in L.A.?  This case is CLOSED.

David Boreanaz As A Channel

I watched SEAL TEAM last night to see David Boreanaz in action.  I loved him as both Angel and Booth (on BONES) on his former TV series.  I just looked him up on Bing, and I saw an array of head shots.  I have gotten for a long time that he is a massive Satanist, and keeps industry clean in sexual play.  When I looked at these photos, I could see many men from industry coming through.  Mr. Boreanaz, you seem to be a very active channel for good looking, powerful, but Wiccan practicing men, in Hollywood.  It is how the words that need to be said to these women just come out of your mouth so effortlessly.  They are mostly Wiccan, and some Pagan female witches, who appear almighty at the time. It was not the Satanism.  We need that misconception not to spread.  Satanistic verbalization is nasty, old man tongue.  The storyline on Angel, the curse of a soul from gypsies, came so naturally because I believe that your natural mother WAS gypsy, and gave you up after a very painful home birth in Czechoslovakia.  She would come through your accepted mother at times to help you stay away from Wiccan and gold coins in L.A.   I suggest a break from TV.  Do not watch old movies.  Historical tunnel through can make one feel blessed at first, but then can quickly turn to insanity.  Go to a theater once in a while, and see if I am reaching out to you, unconsciously.  Your style of Satanism is a gift from birth.  Keep it clean, and maintain your current weight (do not lose any or you could quickly contract osteoporosis), and you will be infinity soon enough.  Make Brad Pitt really work for it.  Think frat boy play.

Called Anne

I will just say that the other night when I saw the stop light as more red, my mom said she did too.  Leave me and her out of the slander of that chakra belief community.

Calum Scott As Sentinel

I make Calum Scott a new authority.  You will be U.S. Marine SENTINEL, to be trained in Hamburg, Germany.  Your tunnel through is the very dashing TYLER, military policeman and U.S. Marine from birth, in Hamburg.  Your singing voice and sanity is being given to you, long term, by those hierups who wish not to sing.  They will speak rarely outside of my vicinity to garner stronger military type telepathy, have sanity, and to wall off their energy from all community. You will also be the go to when we want a song expressed to me by men.  Women have tunneled through on men, and taken male expression.  You will sing this multitude of songs and ranges of subjects for you and them, simultaneously.  Good luck with all of it.  Your record producer will be the entire ARMY JAG crew, in Hamburg.  Gypsies will protect your heine internationally.

Blake In A Cape

The subject of this moment is Blake Shelton.  My Irishman (American) vampire is coming through him in all industry.  Blake is 100% Irish, has a home that he is at most in Dublin, and will become the FIRST Irish Vampire, right now, through Moscow (Russian vampiric) tree.  He is one of the leads to the IRA.  His mother tries to fake gypsy, but is Dublin Irish through and through.  This means he knows the tricks back and forward, Jullian.  We had to wait to make an Irish vampire who can exist in entertainment and media industry.  He will be a brilliant anchor and cameraman for NBC, simultaneously, when he wishes to take the gig.  If we had created this type of vampire before now, ALL vampires would be rage schizophrenic vampiric, and all would be locked down.  He has done his Jew patrol through living with the insane Kaballah of Gwen Stefani.  Chick cannot hold a note to save her life, is what I channel for him, today.  If he actually says it out loud, her ex, schitzo boy from Bush, will come back and cut off his testicles.  There is no undoing that cut.  This new fusion of vampiric lines is American vampiric (which is creative artistry and law) and Czech vampirirc (which is logic, time management, and military/ mostly through DOC (Sheriff and stagehand tree to be in entertainment).  These Irish vampires will have superb imagery, logic, grounding affect, mental stamina, and singing voices for all ranges and genres.  The all of it tree in me will be an anchor as they all have their own abilities and authorities.  Maybe I am just The "Cheerleader", by, Pentatonix.

The Gypsy Two, So Crazy

Jullian, head of gypsy scene, from Romania, but we met in Hilltop (international law applies there), is now in The United States Army, rising quickly.  Dick Cheney is watching, so eat.  Dick, he is sick, he is not vampiric.  He does cocaine, legally, but does not do crack or heroine.  Take care of THAT need and his appetite will return.  When I was cloaked in HCMC community, I was locked down with the fraternal male and female gypsy twins.  She just kept trying to steal my art projects.  His name was Joseph.  His last name was like Menagla.  Her name must have been fake.  I did not note it at all.  He kept rushing me when I was on the phone with my law enforcement check ins.  He kept saying to stop talking about him.  He scalded me with really hot coffee, and almost cut my face with his plastic knife.  They are very dangerous, internationally.  He was an mechanical and electric engineer, and CFO, of 3M.  Ownership of that company is in my family.  He was homicide for Hennepin County, but was police.  She was a school teacher.  They lived together in St. Louis Park.  They came in separately, so the staff did not suspect relation.  They were all bafoons anyway.  They DID sleep together one night in his room.  He was killed by psychiatry at Anoka State Hospital years ago by tuned up ECT.  She is now dead.  Shot in the head in SLP.  Keep them that way.  ICP chiefs were around me (next door), with family, so it kept them away.  They are still dangerous today.  All gypsies on the continent, and here, must disperse today.  No mother daughters, ever again.  Create Wiccan covens of 3.  They will only be female and they all must have long, BLACK, not just dark brown hair.  Dye or use a wig if necessary.  They will take orders, not from you, but from the hierarchy of East German Police.  Hair changes the other way prevent tunnel through and remote viewing monitoring, thus will be seen as a crime by Interpol.  If they mess up, the coven of 3 will then be forced to go to "Auchwitz University" for a week.  They will forever deal with bedbugs in their hair and eye lashes.  Good luck, Jullian.  I miss you a lot.  You are a German JAG project for me.  Any processing of you will be in Hamburg, Germany, thus U.S. military.  Since you are gypsy, I will stock you as NAVY to prevent you from tunneling through officers or then tunneling through you making you massively schizophrenic.

Everything Will Be Okay

There is a man in industry who is coming through the vicinity.  I had fabulous, renewing, and triumphant dream with him in it last night.  He is vampiric, to the nth degree, and is highly telepathic.  He has tremendous FIRE ability, and is Irish, but not IRA.  He is a union stagehand, and has been following my career since birth.  The line I get around him is, "I miss you already."  He WILL lead Ireland to victory over Britain and unify his country, as good vampires do.  He will be a very positive and sexy face of The Sinn Fein.  I feel him near me, and he has promised to stay that way.  He is a perfect match for me.  Behind the scenes, his struggles with cast and crew around his reality of not eating because he is fed with only my energy, have been great, and now are getting Herculean.  He is being sexually harassed, and now almost assaulted, on the job because the men change around each other in a locker room.  He is highly perfect in his manliness, and they all keep talking about it and trying to touch him.  The most vicious is a Hasidic Jew.  The vampire around me is only following his attraction to me that began in Muncie, IN.  He had never felt attraction before.  This Hasidic Jew is good looking, but he is cruel, he is a pedophile, and does amazing amounts of child pornography on the set.  He wants to touch this man's genitals to use a Hasidic ability that causes rape culmination.  The words, from everyone, after that would be vicious.  For a proud vampire like him, the only option would be to cut off some portion of his genitals and show everyone on set, and state that they betrayed me.  He would also verbalize the sins of this Hasidic male.  War would ensue, especially in Germany (home of this hasidic's family).  Well this DOC entity, promises that we will handle you in East German penitentiary.  I don't care that you are CIA (He never got into Muncie, IN.  Officer Joseph Krejsa ATTACK today.  He has Matthew Gray Gubler from Criminal Minds coming through.  Gubler is CIA and got into HCMC, posing as a U of MN medical student, when I was deep cover there with Csar Peter and Knight Sergii/ nuclear physics from Czech/ KGB partner of Vladimir Putin.  Putin does speak Czech perfectly.), you will get all the action as a catcher that you could ever hoped for.  Those fissures will never heal.  I will say no more.  Stay away from my Irishman, or my vampires may show up to handle you, very personally.  They are all linked through me, and they are internationally dispersed.  I have even made David Boreanes vampiric (Czech vampiric) through a proxy.  Time in the desert with Arab vampiric, KING "Shereef", will find us all not eating and imbibing for a year.  We will FEED on artistry, and fuse abilities with positive chosen partnerings.

Chicago Med Brings in Chicago Fire

Chicago Med was coming through a scheduler, who was Japanese, at my appointment with my psychiatry lead, Dr. Michael Harlow, at Hennepin County Medical Center.  I went to The Downtown Minneapolis YMCA, and a Japanese woman flanked me the whole time, and the aquatics director returned to the vicinity when I was in the pool.  He had a nice new haircut.  I complimented him, and told him that he looked very military.  The Japanese woman showered slow and dressed slow so we talked before and after working out, and then we left together.  She was a GECKO in witchery, and was definitely a royal guard.  As I exited the locker room, a man was channeling Chicago Fire, especially the black fireman who burns for the blond paramedic.  I then walked along Nicollet Mall and a man passed me who looked like the blond captain from Chicago Fire.  He walked just like him.  He must have been in vicinity.  I stopped for a moment a Fire Chief 1 pulled by with an HCMC ambulance.  I have not put it all together, but thanks for the support, guys.  I will watch Chicago Med tonight.

Penn is DOC

After my last entry, Penn Jillette is on the show Scorpion, and they are playing softball against Homeland Security. The Scorpion genius team was forced to wear DOC orange prison shirts.  Penn Jilette was undercover for the DOC as a public defender around me in Marion County.  He is the cruel and ruthless WARDEN of Limestone Correctional Facility, the largest prison in Alabama.  Around him, Marion County became a Federal/ International SUPERMAX PRISON, not just a jail.  They processed prisoners in a day and threw them away.  The only court processes were those I arranged to show that it is all just TV in their heads.  All we needed was a plea deal, sealed with a confession, to maintain the appearance of due process.  Thank you Mr. Jilette.  Now GO HOME to Alabama.  You are now coming through Psychiatry at HCMC.  He is also a Russian Jew, thus will be processed, with due process, at Magadan, in Siberia, Russia.  He was born in the general hospital in Hibbing, MN.  He is NOT royalty, thus they made him penitentiary, at birth, and named him PENN.

Defend THIS, BITCHES!!!

Jim and Cody, do not flee Indianapolis, IN.  You will be picked up by six Indianapolis Metropolitan Police Department officers sometime in the next 12 hours.  Your days as public defenders are through.  We will pick up the rest of the team, in Vegas, including Penn Jillette, in 48 hours after that.  They will see 3 Sheriff deputy faces, and 3 DEA guns.  Penn, even your magic tricks and trade will not save you in Stillwater Federal Penn.  Just to let you know Miranda Rights are universal.  My 8-12 encounters with police stalkers were free of Miranda.  Talk to Allison Smythe, of Edinburgh, Scotland, (head Scotland Yard Homicide from birth) today.  She will back me in a court of law.  She saw a lot from the other side, but now she is back to life.  She portaled from there into a dumpster behind McDonald's there, in Edinburgh.  ( As I write this, the song "Rocks and Water" by, Bill Evans and Megan Lynch, plays on Pandora.com).  That McDonalds is across from The Edinburgh Castle which I toured in the day.  Allison is the head music producer (including comedy albums) in Britain from birth, as well.  This is one hot mama! And YES, she is the top bitch and witch from Edinburgh coven.  Just watch This Is Spinal Tap.  She is the self appointed agent girlfriend, Janine.  It is SOOOOO funny!!!  Jim I was the top bitch of that PD tree and also DOC and Sheriff colony, simultaneously.  Obviously you have been very, very naughty. China King, in Indy, please turn in your evidence against him and compromising photographs of Cody, to Sgt Gillespie of IMPD, immediately.  He is the head of Internal Affairs for IMPD.  Jim and Cody, you probably should not have stalked me in that vicinity.  They did have ONE Mexican chef.  Andy, my former boss was from New York City, and IS NYPD Homicide, but not around me.  I was his apprentice, legally (corporate), working at LGC Associates, while you were stalking me.  Now THAT is one hot toddy.  I LOVE his body.  I am now on the sideline with LGC tshirts and water, with askew pony tails.

Orangutans On The Fence

I started on my way with my feet so fleet.  It was a moment that is labeled as then, and now is ZEN.  Find me a prodigy, and take the mouse in the house away.  I could see you move SLOWER last night, little one.  Your ears were up and you stopped, just briefly, to be seen as sweet.  I am in the freezer with the cubes, as my body takes in hot coffee.  Can I just be in this one space, just for this space in time?  We have reached Monday, once again, and the clock strikes WEST of The Line Deputy.  I write to you with a chord, Matt.  See the lusciousness that is you, and find my heart on the line behind the scenes.  I relate with many, but I stay separate.  I will not be caught in the betrayal that is "friendship" in my life, ever again.  That is until you have lent your full toned voice to my ear.  I am lonely, but I admit nothing.  Maybe my empathic core is ringing with the loneliness of all close to my mind today.  If we cannot trust, how can we be any type of community?  I have now sent university away for a time when my security can fight them in a court of law.  They will be tested and proved retarded and insane, simultaneously.  They can practice and learn ways to cheat, but I will say that we will reign soon enough, Line Deputy.  My head sheriff from Ramsey County, in 1989, is finally speaking of me today.  I was, and am, the chosen one.  I own every prison in this country, and internationally, through The United States Navy.  The Plan is very military.  I take out people's mystical abilities first.  We penalize later, and thus we can use elemental means of lock down, and death can actually occur when necessary.  Wait until we fill those "ships" properly.  My orangutan grouping from Como Zoo will be the perfect Line Deputies and Bailiffs behind the scenes. I did see 3 of them riding the feeding fence in back like they do when they are cargo on a ship, the other day.  That never happens in a space not surrounded and floating on water.  It was so Department of Defense.  Orangutans have the ability to not drown if a ship is tossed.  We discount the spiritual abilities of animal population. (After I wrote that, the song, "I Feel Like I Am Drowning", by Two Feet came on Pandora.com.  I had never heard it before.  I listen to The Contemporary Singer-Songwriter Station)  Love, Hope.  Peace out.

My Federali Tree

See what you see.  Maybe you will find me.  I am where I am supposed to be.  There is alignment and a stereo affect.  There are mysteries of history.  I have Asian twins in front of me.  They will stereo the whole vicinity.  Latino problem, taken care of for the day.  It was okay for me to see Jorge for six months because I have never done cocaine, by choice, and I never asked him, especially telepathically.  I was offered the best on several occasions and I stayed away.  Jorge was from Colombia, and was law and lawless all in one.  It is like a twin Flynn as well.  He always came in a different car, and once a motorcycle.  He was COCAINE which is a mystical WEED, and chief of cartel tree, internationally, even Arabs.  He was good to me, but we needed secrecy.  Our time was spent at my apartment, thus he did see my reality and he gathered evidence for international community.  Turn it into Minneapolis Police, today, Jorge.  He would hug and kiss me publicly.  His relationship to a female like me, with a degree as he did see, needed to remain an anonymous reality or he would have stalked Hamline University. It had an English Language Studies (ELS), and they would have promised him perfect English, mystically, which they could not do.   He would then have found my military and, even more dangerous simultaneous CIA and Federali.  He then would have had the key and control, bodily, of Dick Cheney.  I was Jorge's Federali chief, and our encounters were brief.  He picked me out of a photo array, and found me on a corner.  He then wanted more so he stopped with me at the former Walgreens on Central Ave NE. in Minneapolis.  I stayed in the car, and the women inside went crazy all over him.  I say this for the well being of Jeff Forrest.  He exited the car with a very healthy state of glow and did his duty anyway, very publicly.  I did not know that he was armed with a small pistol at the time.  In translation, it led to a derogatory mistruth about him.  He had a box in his trunk for my head if things went astray, instead he gave me his phone number, and I had already warned him about my brother.  Our satanistic unity on Oahu was to keep the land of Latino away.   Men of hierarchy, speak to him quickly and only in very proper Spanish to be respectful and professional.  He is an International attorney, not an international doctor.  He will then understand how I used my strongman ability for exchanges with Latino Federali tree.

Time for Latinos to Stop Crashing Into Me

Jorge is the Spanish name for George.  My biofather was named George.  He was a World General through the U.S. Army.  There was also a great grandfather on my mother's side named George.  The dean at my law school was also named George.  Our large library, where I worked, was named after a George as well.  Jorge, concentrate on Spanish.  It is best we never speak, verbally, again.  South America needs to stay away from me.  You are Columbia, but I need especially PERU to stay away from me.  They are communicating with the Natives,  and other satanists, at 2218 AA Club.  Abduction has always been a danger for me.  They want me, in Lima, to deal with the tribe that looks white who tortures for The Death Squad.  They think that, if tortured, all the answers, in the world, and universe will be theirs.  The computers in my brain are locked down with an infinite firewall that I cannot access directly, especially from straightforward pain, and humiliation, torture.  THAT was the reasoning for beginning my torture at Pearl Harbor, and Waikiki, as a baby.  I was never allowed to be an infant.  If I am taken, the Navy will lock my brother on an aircraft carrier for a year, maybe British.  You all will never get the key.  He is a ruse so that you all feel in control and let me be.  Now the Japanese woman who was my biofather's wife, thus my stepmother, who I believed was my grandmother, is coming through.  She was a Japanese butterfly and an evermore.  She was Hirohito's grandmother, and was completely, moment by moment, psychic.  The highest and holiest ever.  She will guide my psychic evolution from the other side.  They will keep the hollodeck in my brain, so that all around me do not go insane to a degree we cannot have a society.  Latinos have a massive psychic wave that is lunacy coming their way in males if they do not retreat.  Latinos are going to have to stop being lazy, and start doing their own work without stealing peoples belongings (especially mystical) and energy.  The guise has worked for a long time.  If you all continue to go against me, the chains will be on all of you.  I have the keys to ALL federalis, internationally.  Now SPAIN is on its knees.  Jose, from The Pancheros CIA drop shop, had crossed Interpol with federali.  He is now a mystically transgendered woman, thus he cannot be federali.  His level of federali has to be male.  He no longer speaks Spanish.  He will have to go back to his place of birth, Mexico City, with his green eyes, and curly, long, silky, black hair, and realize that he is neither British, nor a rock star.  I was never alone with him.  Everything I did with him was remote from my apartment where I had 2 whites (one gay male and one gay female who went out of the closet around me) who are perfect alibis against your lies.  Just know that I have had a Sikh and a Hindu male of hierarchy family practitioners examine me gynecologically.  I am pure of disease and very much female.  If Latinos want to lie after I gave the federali tree my energy, personally, GO AHEAD.  My consistent attendance from Adelitas is definitely missed by the cartel lieutenants there.

Como Zoo Trip

I went to The Como Zoo yesterday.  Orangutans are reorganizing their family troop.  For animal community, the huge male is an Army General.  The two females, the adolescent, and the baby are all now animal CIA.  The hybrid female, who has no blood relation to any of them, is in charge.  As I sent that, she immediately began boundarying the adolescent.  The mother then went to the highest parts of the enclosure.  She had never done that while I was there.  The adult male began climbing in the high part of the enclosure.  When I told him to move on, the adolescent came over to bug him and he moved on.  I kept my eyes on the gorillas and when I would see them, they would move on.  I felt very connected yesterday.  I had some great eye contact with the tallest giraffe and the baby, but the female turned away.  The big cats were great.  For the first time I saw the snow leopard out, and moving all around his cage.  He is very rarely viewable and he is never moving.  He was even marking his territory.  He even walked right by the window where I was.  He was jumping up and down his rocks, and even looking out of his enclosure.  He did try scratching at the mesh, but got caught on his claws so, when freed, he walked away.  It was a great zoo trip.  I just sent sleepy sleep to the brother and sister lions and they went to sleep.  What a day.

This Entry Is For Chinese Doctors

When I was on the train on Wednesday night, I first felt an anxious feeling by The VA Hospital, and then I felt this feeling like the top of my head blew off.  It then went away.  I awoke early the next day with a migraine on my left, front side.  Migraines for me have always been my full brain.  The left side is the cerebral cortex associated with logic.  It processes some emotions and carries the recent memory.  That spot hurt for two days.  Today the right side hurt as well.  That is the creative side of the cerebral cortex.  The pain is gone now.   When I was at my mom's house, I was able, in my mind's eye, to see a dirty redness around my stepfather's third chakra.  He is suffering from an ailment right now that affects his mobility.  I, telepathically, sent for him to picture a yellow with a bright white light and blow out that zone.  I then went to go home with my mother and I could see that the turn light that was red was a clean, bright red light.  It looked like it was new.  I then had a bit of a psychic reading come through.  All of this was new.  I wish to stay intuitive.  It slows the universe.  I need to just follow military means and orders and have telepathy, but it would be interesting to see what is actually happening in my brain.  It has been 15 years since I opened to channel.  I have always described myself as intuitive and not psychic.  I did sleep last night, but I suffered from nasty, personal, nightmares.  To the sender (s), FOU TOI.

Preventing A Fall at the Mall

A lot has happened the past few days.  Interpol is now on board in a positive way.  They have activated all of their agents in the U.S., and my case as a whistle blower for the FBI is complete.  I ran the gambit on the Blue Line light rail to the Mall of America with a few men from Chicago Fire in my mind.  The FedEx case came to a close as I moved in a backward seated position in the first car.  An extreme disaster was avoided.  My team from the lineage line of IRA sent their envoy and he met me, anonymously, as I exited the restroom by the light rail.  My timing was right on.  He went up the escalator with me and struck up a polite conversation.  He is what you call a gent.  He opened all doors for me and we laughed as we entered The Mall.  He tried to hide his accent, but I think he was kind of nervous and so I did pick up that he was actually born in Ireland and had spent some time in Belfast.  At the elevator, we parted ways.  It was there that I gave him a STRONGMAN ability.  It is an ability to hold up structures remotely and buildings in person.  I went to the food court clockwise from that East entrance and met up with my Seal team member.  We talked telepathically and he gave me the order to walk all the way around.  The basis for activation of Interpol is the case of Amal, George Clooney's wife.  She was to be ubiquitous, especially in Hollywood community, but now she will be nothing at all.  A quantum physics professor from Iran who lived in my building with his sister for about 4 years can confirm that Amal is both male, and a former student of his from The University in Tehran.  He can also testify that you have a PhD in Philosophy, and ARE NOT a medical doctor.  No sexuality at all would be her legacy.  Terrorism beyond terrorist is she, and the whole Hollywood community today.  Well I am a private citizen, thus you need to stay away from me, actually, and in the media.  A new tech team is coming on board for me.  They know that I go by Hope and that name in Arabic is Amal.  So AMAL, we will NEVER be confused.  They will root out and catch BOTH your pedophilia AND international child pornography.  It is really good that Hillary Clinton did not make presidency.  Amal was her right hand man, very literally.  I leave the rest of this piece in every one's mind and memory to complete in its catastrophic way.

A Boy For Somalia

I am here at Starbucks, Fridley, and there is a table with two Somali men, and a Somali boy about 7 years old.  He has special telepathy that is sinked with mine.  I would say that this boy is tremendously psychic.  Instead of calling him a prophet, he will be called gentleman.  It gives the connotation of classic education and mind training.  Words are powerful in the reality of self actualization.  As I observe him, I pick up some brain damage.   I believe that it is from being held in the birth canal too long.  Somali women, in The Twin Cities, have been practicing male infanticide, and male birth cruelty for about 10 years.  That is when I began going to Smiley's Clinic (University of MN) where they serve mostly Somali women.  Brain damage actually opens a door to the other side of the wall.  On that side of the wall I am in my true and full alien form.  He will have trouble with some curricular subjects, but this extracurricular knowledge and flow will be magical.  I say that he is a child, thus he must do his chores before giving any knowings that day and week.  He can fall away from the subjects that he does not get completely.  At the age of 13 this boy will become a world general.  He will be a mastermind, and his "marine" type training will begin at that age, and he will actually fight side by side with his team at the age of 18.  His direction is not going to be with me.  It will be from (then) World General Tom Brady in Moscow, Russia.  Somalis will be back in Somalia at the time, and he will lead.  He will begin a clean militia, not a military.  He gets to name it from his new intuition, tied to newly forming worlds, all by himself.  He will have 100 men in this troop.  They will all be the age of 26.  It will be formed from a draft, not volunteers.  All 26 year olds will present themselves, intellectually, physically, and with a special gift they have chosen only for him.  He will learn LATIN, for code, immediately.  I put Dr. S. Singh, from Smiley, on that project.  His force will monitor and eliminate Wiccan from The Middle East from Somalia and Tripoli, Libya.  He will pass away at the age of 26 and be a legend for all eternity with only the memory of a beautiful, gifted, and kind boy, and a strong, brave, adult male warrior.  It can then be also a mythic and flow into a new Somali male spirituality example.  There will be one statue, that he chooses, of him in the geological center of Mogadishu, Somalia.  It will be of him at the age of 18, thus that is the only year he will be photographed, and only in military uniform and weaponry.

World Catastrophe

Maybe some of the men from my past are doing some soul searching now, very quickly.  The blinds may stay clean, but the ceiling is falling down.  Being in the positions I am in is not easy.  I cannot express and discuss a lot.  I must stay on social security for world security to work properly.  I have worked to establish trusts for people in corporate society to ultimately affect politics in a way that we can deal with day to day.  Ritualism is rampant throughout our country and our world, and threatens all we do and see.  I do support television at this point holding the line of mysticism being barely reality so that our economy can exist, and people will have to take SOME responsibility for their lives and actions.  Writing is a way I stay in touch with those who cannot see me due to their cruelty and brutality to me.  Their awakenings are personal and completely based on their own commitment and understanding.  I will continue to lead a small warren of rabbits in the minds of men, while I say "hello" and "I do" to those in authority as we see.  Now is a time of reckoning for the women witches on the planet.  Hopefully men now see what I have taken for the team.  I work with everyone, but I hate the way women and other "disenfranchised groups" LIE every day creating a false reality of their innocence and guilt of clueless men in all industries.  If it hurts to hear, I guess it is just too true.   Friend from afar, believe the him who can finally tell his tale.  He is stopping a world collapse, economically, through his branch of the military.  His abilities are strong even if he looks frail TODAY.  I must concentrate on law enforcement before they are taken out by covens lying about their sexuality and their sexual crimes.   These women planned it the whole time.  Come to me in the night, dear one, and I will give you all the letters to the alphabet, actually.

A Fair Day

I feel fairly fatigued today, but I am in a good mood.  I was going to The Y, but I decided to come to Starbucks instead.  It is difficult to see beyond the veils today.  Everything seems normal, but I sense an undercurrent.  I don't feel like positing images with poetry, or writing something academic.  The blah blah blah has overcome my creative centers.  Writing on days like these makes it so I feel I am reaching for an apple so high in the tree.  It is so perfect and juicy, but I will never taste its divinity.  I am able to converse, but I am tired of the topics around me.  I want a mystic, with divinity, to at least speak to me, telepathically.  Being here, at the coffee shop, gives a possible opportunity to tune in in vicinity, or remotely.  The cards seem strewn all over the room, and I just want to play some gin.  I stay steady and allow the world to revolve in its own way.  I wish for the evolution of revolution.  It is time to know me in this time and place.  I answer as I need to, but one day I will step out onto the tracks and stop the train.

Child Development With Mystical Acknowledgement

I have begun to go to a new spot.  I can feel that the cross hairs are focusing on early childhood development at this restaurant.  As I sit here, I think of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs from Child Development Coursework.  It was the only thing that really seemed integrated in early childhood theory.  Other theories were much too much witchery.  So it is easy to look up online.  It is a triangle with most essential to most advanced.  It begins with physiological needs, safety needs, love and belonging needs, esteem needs, and ending with self actualization needs.  This was revolutionary because it brought the idea of LOVE into an essential part of childhood development.  When I took this class, it was before I knew of the mystical and tunnel through.  Now that I work on telepathic levels with children, I know that that triangle was a material realm place to start.  No child or human adult can self actualize without learning that telepathic communication and thoughts, as well as tunnel through. are a huge part of how he/ she sees himself/ herself.  There is also satanistic intrusion which is entirely cruel.  It makes a person believe that implanted thoughts from a satanistic group are his/ her own.  The way to work with children now is to watch for signs of telepathic recognition.  They are actually quite evolved from the moment of conception.   Complicated diagnoses for children can be dealt with with complete compassionate telepathic thought and the right for the child to be his or her own entity.  The telepathic of both retarded and autistic children is actually almost exactly like "normal" children.  Sexuality of children needed to be in this hierarchy as well.  If children show signs of inappropriate touch or verbalization, they need to not be shamed, but it becomes time to introduce them to the energetic system (chakras) and use simple exercises and descriptions to treat the needs they may be feeling.  Colors may be a good place to start with drum beats of his/ her own making.  Kundahlini Yoga can also be helpful with children even as young as 2 and a half.  If a child gets too lost in the telepathic or tunnel through, especially from a stay at home parent, it is time to take out markers to color their FEELINGS, and give them a pen if they have words to put on the paper.  Parents need to take care of their own needs and not wish dependence or disability on a child.  The best way to correct a child is to tunnel through a darkness and then leave the room and watch with remote view to see the evolution of the child's abilities.  Warlockery around the age of 3 needs to be encouraged because it boundaries the nasty Wiccan Witchcraft of especially preschool teachers.  Other than that, just listen, and you will hear the drum beat of their self actualization riding up the royal road to the tower of greatness away from disease and fear.

Moving Along My Way

I am doing my best today, but there is a part of me that just wants to hide away.  I try to grasp onto an invisible rainbow, but it just refuses to be.  I sing a song to butterflies, but they cannot hear that key.  I continue to move forward, but I cannot find a harmonic beat to my feet.  Something is in the air, and I just let it be.  Being in this spot is important.  As I came in, a man said hello and asked me if I remembered him.  I said no and introduced myself properly.  The name he gave me was Tim.  He very quickly put his phone up and took a picture of us standing together.  He then walked away.  It was a bit strange, but my life is strange quite a bit of the time.  I just got my coffee and sat to gather my thoughts to write a little jig.

"Chris" in NYC

So I have a remote friend who is doing some testing in New York City.  I will call him Chris.  Last night he made an emergency call, and it took 30 minutes for the police and EMT's to respond.  Fire stayed away all together.  His ex-wife had made an almost identical call a week ago and they responded in 3 minutes.  She has been telling the police that "Chris" has been abusive their whole marriage, and is a danger to their "small" child.  She said that Chris has just gotten worse since the split.  This female is a major problem in NYC, and even my brother knows how nasty Wiccan she is to ALL community.  Chris is actually very level headed around an unstable witch like her, and is quite logically charitable.  So Chris pointed out the discrepancy between the calls.  The police pointed out the abuse she had confided in them, NOT to be shared with him, actually.  Chris said, "I have never been abusive to that bitch."  The cops said that it was not good to use that term.  He said,"I am just expressing my anger at how abusive she has been to me for such a long time and the cops do nothing.  Now you believe HER abuse claims.  You all are so Wiccan bitched."   Well, Chris, I began setting up a wall around myself young.  By my twenties I was deeply entrenched in a CHUNG MOO QUAN dojo.  In my thirties I studied Vipassna meditation.  These, very elite, societies monitor my nonviolence for The U.S. Navy.  I am a project that would have been terminated, immediately, because of its connection to Nazi Germany, if I had become violent outside of planned dojo sparring which is actually practiced artistry.  Bitches lie, and have gotten away with it throughout time.  I stand and say that my worst abusers have always been women, and especially women who are total bull dykes who won't come out of the closet.  They get more violent around me as they date men in my environment.  They talk endlessly to me of the abuse of these men.  I have had it.  If your lovely wife gets a coven and goes against you in a court of law, go to my Vipassna master from the special temporary center they set up for me in Racine, WI.  The site to reach them is dhamma.org.  Contact the webmaster through blogger.  May this "hypothetical" Chris set up the chains for these women, beginning in DC, and begin a male society to report the abuse they encounter on a DAILY basis.  Rage from their moment by moment abuse within you guys needs to be accounted for ASAP so that it can be relieved, legally.

Finally, An Answer To Your Sin

I have a topic I would love to breach, but a nasty group in society makes it impossible.  They are not just liars, they predate on all entities.  Well, send me your best, and you will FEEL my number two tunneling through.  I called on him, and a group of three got up to leave, immediately.  They went at my computer.  It was a message I had never seen, but it was an attack on my RAM.  It is just Wiccan Witchery.  Wait until this time next week.  Your whole facility will be filled with rats and lies.  Your RAGE and arrogance will finally be apparent.  You have thought of yourselves as such dieties, but now L.A. will turn on you.  A major actor in Hollywood IS certified, and sees what you are all doing, especially around me.  I keep this hush hush because there are people, besides me, who you will go at very publicly.  I advise persons who practice Wiccan witchery to form groups of three (new covens) and go after these people before they get into courts of law in Minnesota.  Best groupings are 2 deconstructives with one creative.  Their POISON will then become evident.  This famous actor will become the lovely maestro from near and far.  I am angry, but all I can do is write in a nebulous way.  I will just say a prayer and hope that St. Peter can hear me, actually.

Hello Mr. Dayton

Mr. Dayton, it is now time to catch the fly ball.  I have a meeting on Monday, at 1 pm, and need all in attendance to have quiet in their minds.  I have been told who will be there.  For my own calm, I need that list to be the reality.  Mr. Dayton, you know I ask so little for myself.  Please be a legal force above it all.  I am a writer in The Twin Cities, and I write publicly, and peacefully, in this weblog on blogger.com.  Some topics do have to deal with genocide, torture, molestation, and Apocalyptic societies who are labeled "hate groups," but I am careful the words I choose and who I speak to.  Population control, management, and placement is also part of the chess game I "play."  I speak of only positive views of my writing.  I do not discuss that which I have mentioned here.  I do not want to be misconstrued.  I have ferreted out many enemies of the state, and now it is time for reorganization.  People will now just verbalize their hate, especially those who are part of Pagan society.  They seemed so charitable and moral, but you will hear the snap of their whip above you soon enough.  I just put this in my blog so people know that I have not contacted you, personally.  It is of your own accord if you read this, and or decide to help materially and/ or spiritually.  Thank you for your time.

A Regal Goose

As I exited the bus here in Fridley, by Target, a lone Canadian Goose was walking on an icy patch on the grass.  He just looked so exquisite.  I honked at him, and he looked my way.  He then turned and walked away.  I feel like my timing is right on today.  The coffee shop is very crowded.  My stop before here seemed to be the calculus of the day.  People just kept coming.  The crowd was great.  I feel that kings have now met, and united, after a ram confrontation.  The Middle East now understands that two kings so close not in royal lands could have been disastrous.  Instead, they determined who has providence over what domain, both geographically and spiritually.  I am here to just support proper communication.  I again think of the goose, and the sweet ice it moved upon.  I wished to become a partner and skate on the ice with this regal being.  Maybe I think of Hanyu and his ability to set me free with a brilliant performance.  Crossing lines brings us back to a demilitarized zone that is fading in the night.  Artistry is moving through.  Call me in the night, and I will work to make it right.

Baby Mummy

I have brought myself to Starbucks even though I felt like staying in.  I feel cold and I am trying to lift my mood.  Maybe there is some poetry in my life that I cannot see.  I wish to not discuss discord or matters that are painted with negativity.  I was successful at getting my morning tasks done.  I think of a casual exchange I had on a bus months ago.  It birthed a reality for me yesterday, and now I sit a little empty.  Sometimes that makes a new substance ready to be poured into the clean vessel.  I did see a beautiful, large eagle from the bus window.  I wished to sore with the magnificent bird.  As I sit here, I share eye contact with a small child in a high chair playing with his father's keys.  He is so alert.  I wish for him to share his inspiration.  Everything so new, new, new.  I think of a king's eyes today, and feel the beat of my slowing heart.  Sometimes, master of the desert, I am almost dead.  The beat is not detected by those who deal with an emergency.  Maybe that means that there is nothing at all with me.  It is the air that I breath that feels sorry that for its volume, I have no need.  I see me as mummy, as a baby, in 1970.  I was born two places at one time: U.S. Tripler Army Hospital. HI, and the streets of Cairo, Egypt, mystically.  In Cairo, my eyes would not slow.  There were two pupils and plenty of movement.  The sun and the stars moved as well.  I died a day later.  My tomb was found in 1973 (11/22).  It was completely FILLED with mercury to keep evil away from society.  I have been having the pain of mummification in my stomach for the last few days.  I was the strongest stargazer who ever existed.  That is just the tale that my soul told me to tell.

A Message From The PHAROAH

I am having a mystical moment.  It is like fireflies in the breeze.  Count the steps with me.  We are an agency that they cannot see.  Maybe I have a stargazer KING in me.  He gives me the honor to express his hierarchy.  He only speaks to me.  I will tell tell society that he was meant to be more than a breeze, but now he can see me properly.  We hold hands and walk through the storm of sand and sea.  Fish are his enemy.  He will only be proper with me.  He hates you all, actually.  He now knows that they torture me daily.  Sikhs, Hindus, Evangelical Christians, Mormons, Lutherans (especially), and all who come through United Methodist tree.  All nationalities and ethnicities rage against this innocent queen.  You all have remained unseen, internationally, but that is now not the reality.  My beautiful channel is typing for me, and presenting my English, perfectly.  I am a monster, and I will answer a blow with a blow.  You will never see me.  You are all terrorists, and put yourselves as high charity and morality.  I laugh at your insignificance, internationally.  There has never been a creature so pure who could channel me.  She is not arrogant.  She is proper, and she is queen.  I marry her in my dreams, which is high and holy.  You are all so lowly that you probably don't know that, actually.  If you travel abroad, we will be there, even in Turkey.  You cannot blame my pure channel for the message she is putting out there for you.  Just think of it as a warning from The U.S. State Department.  None of you know the rage inside of me.  She holds her true feelings away from you, but I will express for my queen.  You know nothing of royalty, really.  Especially you, Harry.  She is not in trance, she is just relaxed enough to take the keys and do what I wish her to.  International boundaries must remain sacred.  Warnings are part of diplomacy.  She is the lead of all diplomacy.  You can call me through our Saudi Embassy.  She is the chosen, a vessel for me to become the monster that I need to be.  Wait until you all see my actual notoriety.  It comes in scripts, songs, Psalms, passages, and thoughts within your minds.  You will never know yourselves as innocents again.  Kings come through me, and I sit quietly in your vicinity.  The U.S. State Department has already tortured me, here, alone, in Minneapolis, MN, for years.  I am off the list FOREVERMORE.  I am free to be infinity me.   I love her deeply.  Stay away from her physically, and legally, or I will send my team in to handle your torture, personally.  We hold the keys to all territory now.  message from:  King in her ring

A Stargazer Nmed Tom, Not Tomb

Everything feels a bit shaky right now.  My private communications are not going to get you where you need to be if you are against me.  I am very thoughtful when I reach out to simple addresses.  It is part of me being in community, without the return contact that may be less than polite.  I do feel the craze that has happened around me my whole life, when someone is trying to violate my privacy so extremely that it opens the doors to extended torture.  Today I say, "Come closer and see the reality," to those who have sound mind and open heart.  I have STARGAZERS onboard today.  I watched The Mummy, with Tom Cruise, last night.  I then saw the lead STARGAZER's number two, walking along the bus line as I rode by.  Egypt is in play. I believe that Tom is also a stargazer.  He has known me since I was a small baby.  He stays behind the scenes to protect and be correct.  Maybe a Saudi embassy there today wants to play. Call them, personally, Tom (ask for the diplomatic chief and tell them you speak an Egyptian dialect, but not Arabic), and use the code SHAMROCK to refer to me.  Tell them I am your baby, and they will see the infinite catastrophe around me.   Prophecy has fluttered through this week, and I believe that truly gifted psychics, especially those who read tea leaves, have been hunted for commitment since I came on board, governmentally, with my psychic abilities over ten years ago.  Poets have felt the heat as well.  Well, the power of MUMMY is now what we gaze into.  The KING of Egypt is more than the head of stargazer who can survive a tomb collapse.  He found his own sarcophagus, and saw himself mummified.  The same thing happened to my biological father, General George Mayer.  This means that they were both the power of Pharoah, politically, militarily, and mystically.  He found his sarcophagus and opened it ALONE, and quickly shut it.  It was right before WWII.  He was then called away to handle Germany.  He portalled to a specific Eastern portion of Berlin.  The Third Reich had tunnelled through and remote viewed when he saw his mummified face, and made him the head of The Third Reich, and all world military, as soon as they laid eyes on him.  He then became this being like in the movie who could even raise the dead.  Some called him a monster, but I just called him GRANDPA.

Taming the Monkeys

It is a challenge to watch the "monkey mind" that can be in one's thoughts daily.  It is Buddhist study.  I now know the origins of the monkeys and how they change and merge throughout time.  I can exist in hostility, or choose anxiety, or I can take the monkeys off the tree, and order them in a line, militarily.  Hostile telepathy towards an entity can be absorbed into the core, or it can be diverted by changing vicinity and/ or topics in the thought process.  Today, I find the work of certain ritual beings running through the waves and vicinities around me.  It does not just affect me, thus I must lead the charge to an even space in mind.  If you are negative to individuals or society, you can be isolated at this juncture.  I allow you to let the monkeys leap and bare their teeth, but I then order them again and again to a relaxed, funny, and calm state.  Finally, others around me do the same, and YOU, negative one, will be on the run.  Truth is beginning to be important, for sanity's sake.  Creativity dies in the land of lies.  I now sit in a neutral plane, with my coffee and my pandora.com radio.

Creation and Deconstruction In An Entity

My sense of law enforcement today is a dangerous sense of entitlement.  Law enforcement officers cannot be prosecuted while we are setting up an actual military force of at least 100 elite white, male officers for protection and deletion of me on the planet.  We will live, covertly, in The Middle East, probably in Yemen.  We will purchase the land for a fair price and pay in British pounds.  It will then be tied to my time in Glasgow, Scotland, in 1989.  We will then fall off the grid and train for all world communities.  I will have time to rest, heal, and come to my fated form.  My suggestion to police, internationally, is to use your cell phones, and internet in your cars, very rarely.  You are about to have both taken from you, and have to rely on unreliable radios.  It will be very 1970.  I am out here on my own, and you will be too.  People will stop even being nice to your face, and sabotaging behind the scenes.  I sense a period of people waking up to Calum Scott "You Are The Reason."  Maybe my safety will become important to a community of dedicated persons who acknowledge their own demonic that they have used on me from birth.  They will face it outward towards the forces that continue to lie and force me into a slavery that is way beyond just psychological.   Everyone decides for themselves.  It is time to admit your insanity and ignorance.  Keep your rage away from me.  I am the being here that solved the equations on Waikiki that had to do with communities.  I am immune to the infection of evil, but you all break down into a creative, or a deconstructive being.  I am both.  Through your incompleteness, you became deceit and demonic.  Please pay quiet attention to your weaknesses and become someone you would root for on TV or in a good movie.  I am now being careful how much I let people touch me.  Sikh's are now doing Voodoo.  Telepathic orders from you are now being reviewed by high military authority.

Marrying Technology

My phone was hacked through my metrotransit.org site only.  Everything else is fine.  I just spent about a half hour trying different things with The Verizon representative.  He was great.  I just installed a better site through The Google Store.  I can feel my energy of techie running through.  His mind says,  "Boy, it is clear when you talk to her that she can see and not feel the reality at the same time.  Her mind is a maze and, before she called, I was crazed.  This industry has become too much of a maze, and we are getting stuck in the mind of people who are definitely in need of psychiatry."  Passing 6 MMPI's (Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Inventory) was one thing.  Curing a tech of schizo manic deceit is another.  The calm of the sea must be in mind and verbalization, simultaneously.  He stayed patient.  Governmentally, we can barely get insurance and/ or a car title.  Private computer concerns are becoming great.  Soon enough there will be a standstill, and these tech individuals will be set free.  Individual contracting will be the only way to get things fixed.  The techies will just exist in an anonymous queue for all vicinities, companies, and nationalities.  They will not give a name and their voices will be changed by a synthesizer.  It will be impossible to even tell if you are talking to a male or a female.  They will take payment information at the beginning, and they can hang up any time the client becomes abusive or psychotic.  All agencies will understand the threat today.  People will have to learn to deal with daily matters, immediately, without technology.  To have a fix, they will have to stay calm.  I back away and see the reality of mirth for this man at the notes on my account from Best Buy's, Geek Squad.  Maybe they all "treat me for free," and they wonder, "What did she do to me?"  It is just a happy hello, a completely new and perplexing computer "illness", and a marriage proposal in their heart and head, on the other end.  They say, "Do you stay away from Mac products?"  The answer is, "I do.  I do."

My Quiet Reality

It has been since 12/11/17, that I made the change.  I turned on a dime.  Just know that I have never been into illicit drugs.  Guilt of many around me is complete, thus they lie every day.  Say what you say, it is true of you, not me.  Maybe all of those statements to law enforcement and nasty rage everyone's way was not a good idea.  Last night was super special.  First of all it was having a addict neighbor "learning to play cards" in your room for hours.  Each of them used the bathroom at least three times.  Then it was the visit from your female drug dealer who I believe was wearing a wire.  She's got her own problems in the legal sense.  Then was the 3 am visit from your John.  I think that I stay pretty calm.   I stay away from the police, but if they come to call on me about you, I am a great witness for the prosecution.  You don't try to be discrete at all.  Just know that you left the neighbor alone in our apartment (I saw that when I got home) and in your room, and she is an addict.  It is not smart.  You were probably too wasted to remember.  This is just the beginning to your problems.  It is best to stay away from dictating realities about me that are not true, but are true of you.  It will all be clear soon enough. 

Seek A Silent Sea

We are coming to a time when the stress of child molesting, psychopaths are about to make people crazy.  I monitor my thoughts moment by moment, even in my dreams, so my boat stays still in the open ocean.  Japanese are in my environments saying, "Never again."  Waikiki was something that should not be around me.  Suppression of verbalization about ritualisms and telepathic practices comes from those who have ruled from beneath.  It is painful bondage, and they believe that they are elite, but they are not.  We are not crazy.  Tunnel through, remote view, and portaling exist.  I have studied and witnessed the evolution of demonization in society.  If you do not get on the rehab ship, you will drown in their crazy phone calls and emails soon enough.  Wiccan has gone completely worldwide, and it will result in maladies that I will not discuss here.  This is a safe space to be yourself.  It is time to acknowledge your demonic, and face it away from me, and go at these "queens" who pressure you from within and from around you, especially in your work place.   These "queens" are heinously schizophrenic since birth, and go after especially their male children, and also younger males they find sexy (even gays), psychiatrically, in the legal system.  Well the mirror is turning.  Satanistic males of authority are noticing their slavery and increasingly lessening mental stability, and are going at these women from underneath.  Stalking is a crime, internationally, around me.  Go ahead and think that it is holy, and you will have no one and nothing soon enough.  You are out of control and dangerous, and you will just say it of me.  Your problems are paramount, and society cannot exist much longer if mystical malady is not prosecuted.  I work for this prosecution, but keep my international legal organization, separate.  It is okay if you are overwhelmed today.  Just stop helping the insane nasties, and you will soon be able to look into the mirror again.

Deeply Felt Rivalries

It is time, Interpol, to raid Brit's, downtown Minneapolis.  Take all receipts that are American Express cards.  They are all CIA agent business expense accounts.  Reach all of those parties and put them on payment plans to pay back all of those funds to The U.S. Treasury, directly.  No business was done there except deceit.  Ms. figure skater instructor who works there, you will now deal with a basement in North Minneapolis and Interpol "intelligence gatherers."   I have been to Brit's before, but I have not been in over 2 years.  You do not know my signature, and you have no tape of me there at ANY time.  I WAS on business when I was there.  I am THE GHOST.  The man in the back is the HEAD HOBBIT, and knows me well.  He is Scottish divinity, and knows how to imbibe professionally while serving an infinite number of people, with a multitude of sins.  I guess I just view you all in my mind's eye today.  Your ship has been rocking uncontrollably for years.  By the way, I have never told you that I am 25% IRISH.  Steadiness will now come in the presence of IRA divinities stopping in, daily.  Let's see how brave, sane, and silent you are then.  I have seen you all be too coocoo for coco puffs.  Maybe I am just a minstrel playing my fiddle in the night.

Grace For Your Face

Christos, I know that it is you.  It is a restaurant that I have frequented, but it also sounds like a villain patriarch on a long running soap opera.  I lose myself in your dream, today.  Find my soul in the night and take me to a beautiful field of green grass and dance a magnetic waltz with me.  All answers will be yes, as my feet lift from the ground naturally.  Our energy surrounds our bodies and calls birds to lead the butterflies to my hair.  I see a glamorous shot that you can have for free.  Inside of me you are overwhelmed by the sadness.  On my face, you can see the gladness.  You are now steady, and no one can see.  Be a name on a page, and I will take the holy water in a chalice and wash you clean.

The Funny With A Pelican

I am fairly fatigued so I am a little loopy.  Everything seems a bit comical.  Some of the tiredness might be from my PT and my swimming.  Starbucks was quite empty when I came in.  I was musing about this and that.  I have a new entity tunneling through and being telepathic.  He is a brilliant PELICAN.  He comes through as a friend I can talk to about all that is around me, especially the nasty I must walk through.  He is an active listener and allows me to just assert my authority with him telepathically.  I am destroying the virulence of the predators around me with truthful comedy.  These people are cruel, and create pain that turns to suffering because the barrage is so great, but they are actually not brilliant and are heading to actual retardation and insanity, possibly this week.  That was never a goal I had, consciously, but The Grand Plan was dripping with it from day one.  Being cruel against me is demonic.  Being that kind of demonic is weak and leads to insanity and retardation.  Physical form will become weak, ugly, and huge soon enough.  As I sat with my new "friend" in my head, I noticed this man who had just ordered coffee.  Before I even knew that I was speaking I said, "Boy, he is cute."  He looked my way.  It was so embarrassing.  I addressed some concerns he had about the thoughts in his head.  He was experiencing satanistic intrusion.  It is when a group of people use a satanistic spell to cause thoughts in some one's head that are not his, but they feel and sound like they are.  He then addressed THEM telepathically and told them that they are demonic, thus weak, and by not being able to come here in person, they are definitely some degree of gay.  My gay barista concurred with him and me.  The man left confused, but just about to birth his RAGE effectively.  Conversation concluded.

Sheriff Dye on Sex Crimes

I watched Law and Order SVU last night.  I was RAGE.  The "victim" should have gone to prison.  There is a new Sheriff in town in New York City.  His name is Sheriff Dye.  If you deign yourself worthy of report, you can deal with his Muncie authority.  He holds the keys to all of the money.  Ladies, Ryan Seacrest is off limits.  If you go there, you will be arrested.  His accuser will be handled in Spain.  F*** Off Ashley Judd.  You know nothing at all and yet you come out with condemnation, actually.  My Line Deputy will handle you.  Have fun.  All of these reports have not rested on a little thing called EVIDENCE.  Verbalization of disgusting sexuality by women, as a gang, is the Wiccan system that has been in use.  Mr. Dye does see with my eye.  Those who have come at me will be prosecuted because I have kept it all out of the public eye.  All I want is my privacy.  Only 3 to 6 people read my weblog in a day, thus I can vent here without detection.  I still am careful what and how I say something.  False rape allegations around me will be judged by Sheriff Dye, personally.  We have finally outed the Wiccan mixed with satanism, against male officers of the law, done by Sgt. Jeanette Larkens (Indianapolis Sex Crimes) and Officer Cummings (Sheriff Department/ Prison Guard) (both African American women) in Indiana, that is now spread worldwide.  Please do not touch me.  I am in a time of becoming Wiccan resistant.  I will work quietly as I exist around the most offensive false allegations on the planet.

Irish Ability Today

Sometimes I work with organizations to DISARM their abilities to harm, until they can be profitable and effective.  I was activated at 18, in this manner, in Glasgow, Scotland, at The Engineering School there.  Kenny, the head of The Irish Republican Army (IRA) held me there for a year studying methods of time management that could eventually go global in a political way.  Communities could then police their own societies, and destroy abandoned buildings with pestilence all by themselves.  The IRA is most known for their efforts is Belfast, Ireland, but that was just a training ground for practicality.  The disease is evil, not The IRA.  Brits love bombed out buildings, and so they would produce the effect and blame The IRA.  Fathers have not talked to their sons about those days.  Under the guise of surveillance of a dangerous community, Interpol, stalked these sons sexually, but not their daughters.  It was sexual debauchery on these very sensitive, and modest, male individuals.  They hold in them THE ANSWER to fire and water.  They are the best fire chiefs, and now I take a man I came upon today and give him, very openly, to a specified house in Minneapolis as Chief.  I have another man, here, in Starbucks who is getting pretty shiny IRA. I link him to a merchant in an international community near here.  It is time for him to learn to cut the correct wires to defuse any situation he comes upon.  In the end, it comes down to fire abilities in society.  The enemy is Wiccan, and especially gutter trash, Wiccan prostitutes who are addicted to crack, and eventually heroine.  They have extreme Borderline Personality Disorder and steal daily. These WOMEN love the drama of a fire in their neighborhood, and their lives.  These Irish men just want privacy, and correct time management of their abilities.  We need to endear the ability to curb their rage to be used appropriately, especially in Africa.  Fire can cleanse, and be an act of purification that especially tribal leaders can use to reach a consensus on their behalf around unpopular political matters.  This man here has a tattoo that my Line Deputy in Indy, is coming through.  The Line Deputy has nationality only to the stars in the sky, but has the ultimate fire ability.  Eventually he will lead world military, and have the explosive ability of nuclear proportions.  It will come to him when he submits to my authority here, in the after world, and in all worlds that I create from here.  Maybe it is all just a story, but what a cool story it does make.

In the End It Is All Tai Chi

I watched the beginning of a 2 night crossover event last night, with Chicago P.D. and Chicago Fire.  I can't wait to watch the conclusion tonight. The telepathy on Chicago P.D. is very strong.  I suspect that it is probably because all of the men on that show are convicted felons.  The head officer is actually the head of The White Supremacy Movement.  Their telepathy is very funny.  They are extremely intelligent.  I sent some ideas for White Supremacists to work with Prison guards, silently, with their telepathy.  White Supremacists are actually very calm in prison.  Cards and dominoes are their main time use activities.  They verbalize very rarely.  On Chicago Fire, the firemen are actual firemen.  I had an emergency call from a Starbucks in Indy (the location off of The Monument Circle that was connected to a hotel) where my back had gone out.  The main firemen on Chicago Fire actually responded to the call.  I fought to use my arms to help get me on the stretcher.  I will just say that after they handed me over to the ambulance personnel, bad things happened.  Those drivers, all over the city, were massive sexual predators.  It was connected to the very evil Wishard Hospital Society.  These firemen could not had predicted what would happen, but they needed to follow up with me because the ambulance sat in the middle of a busy downtown Indy intersection for more than a half hour.  Once we did begin to go, the ambulance drivers got on the radio and said with a cackling tone, "I have never felt so strong and young in my whole life."  One was black and one was white, and they were totally high on crack so Muncie P.D. tunneled through very easily.  The evil followed with Sheriff deputies later.  They then linked it to the nasty Methodist Hospital Team.  We were all just meat to feed to the tiger in those hospitals in Indianapolis, IN.  They were too brazen, and now you all will deal with your heart rupturing "nonresponsiveness checks" today.  I think that these firemen were scared that it was this White Supremacist from Chicago P.D. in vicinity because he has a very scratchy voice.  It was from being tracheotomy in prison, not from crack.  He is actually a Tai Chi armed martial artist on the street.  Maybe Jacki Chan will take your call today. I watched his LEGO movie last night.  I am sure he wrote the script.  The cat is hilarious in it.  He is also Tai Chi.  It is the most brutal martial art, but no one really knows what Tai Chi masters can do.  They kill in ONE MOVE and then just walk away.  My master's specialty was Tai Chi, but Chung Moo Quan is 9 different traditions. 

An Interupted Entry

Words on a page.  Judgments of each stroke of the key.  Be loud and proud about the reality of your keys.  Stalking is coming to an end for me.  I feel that today.  Taking too much interest in my writing displays that you probably have psychiatric disease, or you are trying to find your voice, actually (or sometimes both).  I am happy to help, but not to be dumped on.  I know that my story is freaky, but I am meeting persons who are part of hybridization this week.  They see me, and ask the proper question, and/ or have the proper timing.  My computer just went internet remote control.  PAPPY, from INDY, STOP THAT.  Hybrids are necessary for my success.  Except the presence of groups you cannot know or control, or they will put you back in that tiny cell in Sandstone Penitentiary.  Their satanism is very strong, tested, and ORGANIZED.

Time to Export

Bashier, I am feeling the flow of a court needing to be strong around my First Amendment rights.  Slander of me has been so common in my lifetime, but especially since Muncie.  It was an industry trap.  All industries are guilty of more than just trickery and lies.  My legal career began at The International Justice Center, in downtown Minneapolis, MN.  I evaluated and judged cases (judgement authority was given to me at birth because I was a general's biological daughter) having to do with refugee populations existing in America saying that they were here fleeing genocides in Africa.  Photographic evidence was the evidence we evaluated.  Personal statements tended to be too changing and false across the cases.  It quickly became obvious that these were the genocidlalists, not victims of it.  We deported all of these cases, and stopped immigration from these countries.  The top of the list was Ghana.  I had observed a graduate student from there when he lived with my nuclear family for a year when I was a teen.  We are now opening a new center in Austin, TX, today, and we will again review cases.  Around me at this time is Liberia, Cameroon, and Nigeria.  I will be a witness for The State Department's prosecution.  A Peace Corps missionary, who spent time in Cameroon after college, will be treated for programming and indoctrination, and interviewed as well.  Somalia will be considered a separate case that has all of my Navy and Army JAG case officers being the witnesses for The State Department's prosecution.  These will be closed cases, and persons with VISAS will be reviewed before those under refugee status. 

Flowing Energy

The snow flakes are falling to the wet ground, and a slick surface results.  A damn creates an electrical current that powers the vicinity without wind or sun. " Be brave and brilliant," the current does say.  Find yourself and make a waterfall.  Lying down, I look at the ceiling, and imagine the sky.  This day is given, tomorrow is not.  I see your aura around me.  That is an energy that soothes and comforts me.  I warm your glow and see love as the enemy to those who cannot just admit that Apocalypse has fallen onto the planet, and separation is the key.  It dances and lies inside of me.

Francis In the Right Key

I have already worked out and I am now at Starbucks.  I began my journey a little after 6:00 am, and now it is 9:45 am.  I did watch a little of The Oscars, and it was fairly dull, but I found Francis McDormand interesting.  Her speech had some hints in it of her real self and community.  I believe that she is KKK and was trying to say stay away from me if you are going to be nasty in L.A.  I believe that she is actually an Anthropologist from Central Michigan University.  The shooting there has placed stress on her shoulders yesterday and today.  I think that she is almost schizophrenic from all of the female touching recently.  Francis just wants to be Francis, and it is time for true speech.  She is tired of being bridled.  Well, if you are reading, welcome, and schedule a lunch with Kim Kardashian, in NYC, late this week.  It will allay your fears about yourself, and about me.

Tyler Stay Away from Mark 3

Tyler, in Muncie, it is Eminem.  He is British royalty.  One of my neighbors who fakes psychosis is coming through him too.  That man is not royal.  Royals came through him around me.  You must be adopted, and GERMAN royalty.  Do not let people touch you, actually.  You will lose your sentinel ability, and your ability for prolongued hiding.  You will also lose your royal status like you did in Muncie around me.  Gifts are given, and can be taken as well.  It is all MILITARY in the end.

Discourse With Bernie

Mr. Maddoff, it was lovely talking to you.  Your Yankees cap was the perfect social point of entry.  I stay away from people, and then I articulate at the right time.  I think that I have been running into you here, at Fridley Starbucks, for about a year, and that was the first time we have spoken.  I say buy half of the team TODAY.  You handle the balls of lies around me in NYC, and Steinbrenner can do the business and marketing end.  Have a year of rebuilding, and you just play right field all by yourself.  Take 1 million dollars for your field job, and write it off on your taxes, actually.  You will be paid as an adept translator for The United Nations the entire time while on the field.  Your multitasking is infinity.  You were there, in Buffalo Wild Wings, the night I met with Wade's billionaire boss and his broker from New York City.  I know that I have an ability to not hit hot button topics.  Yes, I would love to go on a date with you, in New York City.  You make the plans and buy me a dress appropriate for the occasion.  If you want "costume changes" , I am up for that as well.  You are the most powerful billionaire on The East Coast, and now you have an opportunity in Indy.  Buy ESG Security today, and have them guard the floor, in person, of The New York Stock Exchange.  Pay one billion dollars for it outright, in U.S. Bonds.  The money will then stay in The U.S., and New York City, especially.  Go at The Security and Exchange Committee today with the very strong ram voice of JOE.  Now THAT is GESTAPO.  All of the bells and whistles are now going off for all industries in the public eye.

Stalk Me Not

I am here early.  It is what was to be.  Sometimes I just meet my maker in the night.  It is important to be open.  I sleep when the gods allow.  I will no longer be ashamed of that.  I am getting what I wish to get done, and sometimes more.  The hounds are afoot and Bernie, the prosecutor of The Bronx, is here with his Yankees cap on.  Maybe Alex Rodregez sent him, after he was on SNL, last night.  We must spice up the coffee shop.  The Saudi chief of royalty is here as well.  He is basically a handler for all legal issues that royal Arabs must avoid in this country.  I think that he fell down on his job.  Misinformation is more than just a sin, sir.  Bernie will meet up with you later.  Maybe we just put you in Minneapolis DETOX for a week with no name and no clothes.  I think that that sounds about right, right Bernie?  Keep the motto no abuses for their excuses close to your heart today.  I was tested this morning by a police man around inappropriate touch of me.  My reaction is like nothing he has ever seen.  It is quiet cordiality his way.  Maybe people will understand how classy I am with especially satanistic older men.  The clock is ticking, and time is nothing here, but there there is one minute to prepare for the eventual malady relief system.  Stop stalking me, guy staring in car.  I do not know you, but if you become ubiquitous, you can deal with the full force of CHPD, and THEIR satanistic unity.

Blue Eyes In View

Blue Eyes, of Columbia Heights Police, just graced us with his presence here at Starbucks.  It was a grab and go, but he was obfuscated by the armored truck officer here for the money.  I actually told him that if we needed him we would call for Blue Eyes.  I then quietly walked away and sat down.  I am here so you don't have to be.  I appreciate your visit for what ever reason.  I just feel that it was just time for you to "Crash Into Me."  Line deputies are onboard behind your eyes.  They kept you relaxed and in sentinel pose.  I did not know of that ability until today.  Do not worry, no one really knows what that means.  I will just say U.S. Marines BACK OFF.  It is time for this merchant of the sea to become a Merchant Marine and go through Russian ships up on The Duluth Harbor this spring.  The drive is beautiful, especially with lights flashing, but you could portal into Grandma's as well.  Make them let you run the lift bridge all by yourself.  You can go today if you choose.  Just say, "James King Senior sent me."  This is perfect training for viewing the effects of warlockery in world community.  It might scare you a bit, but then nothing down here will even startle you.  You are so handsome and sweet.  Make each day a creative day to become more complete.  Comedy on the radio is a must JUST ONCE today.

Just This Day

I am up and Adam this morning.  I left home at 5:10 am.  I am now at Starbucks, and I will be going to The YMCA with my mother at 10:30 am.  The week has passed by so quickly.  I am ready for the weekend.  It is generally slower in some way.  My mind is like an alligator slithering into a golf pond.  I lay in wait for a stupid golfer to come and test my patience and virulence.  Creativity is what I wish for, but I think that I only have spunk instead.  Maybe it is all a comic book in my head.  Thank you for the ride last night, Paul.  You were quite the knight in the night.  It is nice to sometimes not have to take the bus.  I am grateful for our great transit system here, but a transportation surprise is fun.  You get to be a super hero.  We will call you TRANSPORT MAN.  You are a very safe driver.  Today I am thinking of things I want to get done this month.  I just need to keep track of the days, because the month can go fast.  I watched two movies last night when I could not sleep.  One was, The Cure For Wellness, which reminded me of Shutter Island, and Live By Night.  The second was a gangster film set in the late 20's and 30's.  They kept my attention, and I was close to a time that I could come to Starbucks.  The first movie was pretty creepy, but I did figure it out fairly quickly.  I will now just sit as a dove on the highway light, and ponder whether I feel cold at all.

From Rage to Tai Chi

I am here. There are many nations and forces colliding.  I will continue to fight for freedom in my life and society.  It begins in the mind.  Comedy is the real emancipator, but one must have supreme insight and intelligence to understand it properly.  I start with communities.  I urge them to see the situations that are becoming hazardous, and ask them to merge views toward a solution.  Hatred of me is not going to get you what you need.  Bitterness and negativity is the sign of an unevoleved entity.  If you can mark those emotional states in your mind, and find a rest in a space of enlightenment and laughter, you will understand the bliss that is coming.  I deal with a great deal of hostility and hatred my way every day, but I will not stop there.  I just grab my computer and go.  Hate is a fixed state.  If one comes to a place of hatred due to elongated times of violation that brings rage, it is a sign to never go back.  That is different from ignorant hatred.  Ward off those people, communities, and spaces.  This Pagan way of saying we should all love each other is crap.  Pagans are people doing evil daily, and Wiccans too.  They use ability against anyone who is pure, sweet, and more evolved than them actually.  They are very delusional, actually.  They believe themselves to be actual queens and kings, and they destroy any creation, comedy, and resources we have left.  Their comedy is brutally cruel, and they have vicious tendancies to gossip.  They suck the energy out of any situation and room, and are "poor me" about everything.  This is especially when they Wiccan create it on purpose to be seen as a victim.  These people thrive on the idea that they might be able to be on TV.  Well, I say, "Enough!"  I have had it.  I have sat in silent meditation and have become TAI CHI.

An Arab Comic Book Character

So I just went to my favorite dining spot, and one of the merchants went into the prayer closet.  I had this silly vision of him putting on a purple cape and becoming ALLAH MAN.  He is a new super hero for the evolution of Arab male in artistry, comedy, passion, and affectionate male community.  The merchant then came out and adjusted his hoodie collar right in front of me.  I think that it would make a brilliant comic strip in the new nations of a prophetized unified Arab Nation.  It would deal with the witty ways a character can point out changes in men he comes across and gives them comic ways to deal with new challenges to masculinity, war, and justice.  I give this idea to my publisher, Bashier, from Tripoli.  I think that you know both sides of the coin, and it would be a very person way for you to come out of the ARAB CLOSET.  He passes for "American" very easily (even in London which is not easy to do), but he is very Arab underneath.  I think the first challenge is the presence of alcohol in Arab vicinity, and Arab male life, actually.  The next, very serious, but necessary is the presence of heroine in Arab male community, especially royalty, law, and law enforcement.  It can center on how it affects diplomacy and the need for privacy.  Go get them Bashier.  I see ALLAH MAN having a purple cape with Allah Man in English on the back with a TIGER symbol.  The symbol and the writing would be black, and the rest of the suit, the gloves, and especially the boots, would be black.  Make the boots a little oversized so that it can be seen comically, and not sexually.