Hmong General Rinpoche to Rule Tibet From on High

I left one chief out yesterday.  He is important to my sentient nature, and my sanity.  He is a Hmong general who portaled to the heights of The Himalayans without his mountain people, from the mountains of Laos.  He quickly became God and, around me was labeled military Rinpoche.  This is why I did not mention him.  He became a chief, but it was connected to an established world religion.  I had gone to high school (Como Park University School) with the newly immigrating Hmong population.   I gave them a mystical gift of English in a portable classroom one day, and now they are all over the St. Paul Police Academy and force, and The University of Minnesota campus.  We also started a soccer team that was almost 100% Hmong, and now they have a soccer festival every year in Como Park. This Rinpoche does not speak English.  He travels with two high and holy Tibetan translators.  They are shocked every time he sees me because he does touch me publicly.  He is now considered mystical chief of Tibetan Buddhism, and finally he knows that I am The Rinpoche above Rinpoche who has been speaking to him at night.  I met and intersect with him at Starbucks Coffee in The IDS Skyway, and more recently, here at The Starbucks in Fridley.  He shakes my hand publicly and takes his middle mystical finger to tickle my palm.  He was then left alone, at the IDS Starbucks, to sit with me and meditate for hours.  He sits quietly as I do as well while I write and monitor universal telepathy.  All telepathy is actually English.  It prevents The Tower of Babel affect.  I have, through the U.S. Army, given him, and his chosen, all male tribe, the boundaries of the high and holy Himalayas.  They will expand space and time, and bring peace to the Middle East in their minds.  They then will experiment in time travel on this plane, setting up boundaries for the next plane a tier above.  This will be a deliniation they will repeat and experience bliss.  This man has kissed me on my right cheek twice, very publicly.  Once it was at The IDS Starbucks, and once here at Fridley Starbucks.  I smile and nod politely, acknowledge his worthiness, and then move on after I let his translators explain my state of being very flattered.  He is no longer lonely on the top, he now knows of masters in The Middle East.  His "spiritual cell phone" space will have a tower to reach anyone on the planet to do karmic investigation and justice through his newly acquired WARLOCKERY.  His tribe will wander and then walk into the distance and disappear to only images of ghosts and demons.  Follow at your own risk to your mind and soul.  He also did bring some women in to be with him around me a few times as well.  This is a special chief who respects my dignity, and my RESTRAINT, in public, and sexually.  Our relationship has encompassed about 5 years.  The last time I saw him, he was alone, and he was in the vicinity of The Starbucks Downtown Minneapolis by Target.  His military travels have made him very wealthy, but I just see a man in front of me who likes to compete.