There Is A Definite Plan

Sometimes I open a telepathic room in my head.  People who have work or interest in the day, or the people and environment come through.  Today the room was very full.  I am like a switchboard operator, and a bit more.  The first actual switchboard operator was Swedish Queen Ellen King.  She was my maternal grandmother, and she began as a child in royal society of Hibbing, MN.  They also had the very first home line and phone book.  All the names in that book are from worldwide royal authority.  I have that in my closet.  I will probably give it to Willie VanBank and he will then be able to go by Will overseas, and William in Britain.  Having that many voices in your head because you are financier for royalty from birth in Switzerland, is he.  Well there was a telepathic shoot out at my luncheon spot today.  Can Somalis consume anymore and be any more rude?  Could they gossip in a nasty way that even makes NYC Jews yell mercy?  Can they be anymore rude?  Can they EVER use birth control or actually watch their own children in a restaurant?  Oh well, they are going to hell.  My telepathic room even has my Como Park gorillas asking why they eat expensive meats and produce when they can't taste a thing.  Well, I have been nice, but this international attorney and citizen yells ZEN on their booties today.  Buddhist monks will handle your stricture and your portaling back to Mogadishu, Somalia.  I will never forget the day you went after my men and brought my Black hawk Helicopter down.  We went back for it later after dark.  It flies fine today.  The lead was Irish King and American Vampire Chris Dunlop.  This black op cop went in and is African and Middle Eastern Police still today.  Wait until he cuffs your whole community in one fell swoop.  HE was the man you drug around the city in his marine white boxers.  It was horrific.  Even Japanese had to look away.  He is vampiric, thus he kept the vengeance memory and did not die.  THAT is why he did not soil those boxers for all of you sick mother fuckers.  It was quite the cluster fuck, and now Bill Clinton will be taken to Israel for trial.  Because he gave you all the SOUL of Dunlop, I had to redeem him in Carmel, IN (and work with him in Muncie, IN), and Bill Clinton got in their to stalk, but not in Muncie.  He, Hilary, and Chelsea, would stalk me at the McDonalds in the main drag of Carmel, close to the police station.  This mystical crew just observed, but pounced the day he got a Carmel Police uniform and cop car to take me out of an active fire domestic abuse situation.  Well these three ARE Israeli's, and it was all part of an ELEGANT DESIGN grand plan.  Bill, Hill, and C., I am lead Massed, here and overseas since I was a baby. My General George Mayer biofather was becoming unstable and I was chosen to deal with his work with Jewish community from WWII.  Bashir and I were hierarchy, thus all Massad goes after he and I very openly in community.  I do legal work for Netanyahu as well here in The Twin Cities.  Bashir, from Smokey Bones Restaurant, is and was my number two.  He is pure Israeli and confided in me that his mother was pronounced dead when we were crew chiefs for Darden Corporation (centered in Indianapolis, IN, at the time), and he left for exactly 10 days to sit Shiva in Israel.  Jews are now recognizing their mistakes from WWII by looking at all of you Somali's chow down, infinitely.  How many plates of food can all six children of yours eat, and then try not to pay for with the money you get from the government that is more than veterans of any service?  You are our ENEMIES, NOT our friends.  REFUGEE to your community's degree means NO path to citizenship, EVER.  I bring in the world famous Brooklyn Jew crew of FENTON REALITY.  Wally started Brooklyn Secretarial College in her early 20's and my grnadmother Mayer came through her to give her the gift of classic European shorthand.  She was the toast of all society even before she met her strapping Penn State attorney husband, William Fricke.  I was almost a daughter in law, but Wally needed her own space and place to be artistic and mechanical.  I also did not love her son, and ultimately he came out as gay.  Maybe you, son of hers should have been sitting with the Somali drag queen from L.A. who sat at three different tables in front of me and ate an infinite amount at each one.  The Fentons see the grand plan now, and Dunlop, you can now call her and get actual validation about Muncie, IN.  That black op situation was a cluster fuck for us because we were both U.S. Marines, as well, and listed as foreign born (me on Oahu, and you in Dublin).  Willie VanBank's quest to marry me there for a safe CIA unity was also a problem as well.  Well, now the Line Deputy of Marine County, IN, is dedicated to studying my abilities and teachings and people better shit or get off the POL POT.