Monday, April 22, 2019

My Basic

I fed it to her.  Now she will scream all year. She wanted the short and skinny Mr. Mueller.  Maybe she just can't stand that she cannot understand a thing.  Evil does that.  MR is going to be on the report card of all Congresspersons within the year.  No excuses for their abuses.  This little U.S. and world Marine has her special hat on.  It is the only one of its kind.  I got at the VA.  They DID ask for ID, and the special HUMV hologram licence shows on my MN ID after my time in Muncie.  It began in Indy.  I did have an active IN licence, even though I was supporting international travel through the bus and trails for my bike.  Once I picked this SEMPER FI marked red and black (with a stripe of Army green) hat with barbed wire on it, they destroyed the rest.  They burned them all in the back by the dumpster so all could see and not even touch them.  It was on orders from my deceased General George Mayer, my always acting C.O., since I was 7.  My basic was hell, and yes, I did vomit from the running while he biked on his magical (Chitty chitty Bang Bang like) Italian bike from the time after WWII.  We did see how long I could be hung from a tree without movement and/ or blinking.  I had to dig my own grave and stay silently buried for one hour and then one day.  My acting death state started with tortures at Pearl Harbor, and even at Waikiki.  This is why I had to battle an Opossum in Muncie from The White River bridge.  We did not want dead, dying, and "faking it" Opossums all over that shore and in The Police Station proper.  Talk about a freaky scene.  It is echoed in a commercial of late.  In training, I also had to freeze behind trees, sometimes without the warmth of clothing or a hat.  I needed to walk in a straight line reciting the alphabet backwards (stopping before an ordered letter before Z) in an active state of hypothermia.  So it was not a normal "Basic", and I wish not to talk of my service, because people hate me and so they have decided to never believe.  Well, their lack of belief did not keep me from me even SCALING a tall oak to retrieve a moaning cat by putting him in my backpack on the opposite scaling mechanism on the way down.  I could run, kick, swim, and see regardless of what was coming at me with active head and spinal injury.  I am here with no medals, but with a brain and back that is functioning.  See how far your fake chinsy medals even get you "military members" and especially "marines."  Russian marines have been with me since Waikiki, and they trained me there as well.  They laugh at all your ploy, people.  If you all want to believe these old coots (and even military members of the here and now.   There are only a few real military authorities in the U.S.) who say they are something in especially war history, more power to you.  It will just drive you crazy in the end.  The real warriors need the basis of sorcery training to combat all dangers and schemes.  You are unprepared.  Just wait until you all have to deal with and actual demonic PURGE.  You will definitely pee yourself, and have no dignity after that because you will constantly talk about it.  With everything that happened in and around me, I never did.

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