A Trip Where I Will Not Trip

I tip toe into the land of my trip.  Things are even, but there are a disproportionately high number of Asians on our Delta flight from MSP, at the airport in Boston, and here at my hotel.  There are also many Indians and Pakistanis.  It won't be until tomorrow that I will see the distributions on the cruise itself.  I am sensing strong Asian magic whipping up with the winds of this hurricane and the rage of the fires in Brazil.  It is time for the satanism that does not acknowledge true hierarchy to be dismantled.  It is not a joke that I am here in Boston, MA, in the land of Tom Brady.  The line deputy is on it, but Mr. Brady is now in the perfect place to play or defer at the drop of a dime.  I stay quiet and watched The Adventures:  End Game and some of Isn't It Romantic? on the plane as I accepted in space and a new intelligent and charismatic crew of beings from the other side of the celestial wall.  Maybe three Arab brothers who spent 1/3 of their childhoods in Beijing were pulsing through machinery and flight crew today.  They nailed a perfect flight for planes around me and the air that is in me that guides the wings of tomorrow.  It is okay to be confused, but stop fighting the future as it tramples on the dream demolishers of the present.  You are a crew that will never know the positive side of magic, and will always "poor me" the treatment they will be drowned in due to their actions here in an Earth realm that you never really acknowledged accurately either.  I am not here to abuse or confuse, so I will keep this short.  Maybe the despot on CNN just mentions Nina, Pinta, and Santa Maria when I read a past life of Mr. Columbus (via email prior to the statement) for a colleague right to his face on screen.  Not a good choice.  Power is potential and elite.  Step back and let the mighty duke it out for space in the stars.

My Journey to Master Sorcery

I am at a point that I will just go at the evil in front of me.  Much of the time it is Wiccan.  I just return the fire quietly and now their witches even from NYC do not seem Midwestern anymore.  Gone is the hair play and on comes the meek and mild little bites on nacho chips.  No one cares in the way that they need to, but soon the area will be swarming.  It is not my responsibility.  I am dealing with full on metal alchemy sorcery.  Any thing can disappear and reappear in the ships in the South of France.  Oh well, I guess no one cares, but I move in the system that does care.  If we cannot keep the economy based in real life material realm realities, you will all be headed for the cells of world colony that hates you.  Fahad, answer my call as my world fiancer through my quiet account here in Minneasota.  I have spread my dragon wings of sorcery and I finally told my finally confided in my family about my even metal mystical alchemy that has left me as a client of mystical crime that is quite investigateable.  Dunlap it is time.  I finally told them of my time with VanBank as my guide as he moved and stole object as tests for me with the CIA, and now we are on a different page.  I am the one who survived and progressed.  I am now becoming the one who cannot be, and now all mystical masters will look into what is happening in my new apartment. If it happens to me, it can happen to you, and to our treasury to infinity.  All nations stand back at the G7 because they knew something was happening and knew that a lowdown of me was possible by the cruelties around me as nothing stays constant.  Even Angela Merkel even know to verbalize in English and smile.  I am here to say that mission is accomplished and now the data drop that needed to be in my family has happened. I have my bags packed and we are ready.  No one will be able to crashed the Camel system with the Oahu crew of Pearl Harbor system in place.  I stay calm and I keep my apartment clean and well organized.  Now I will get the creds of Sorcery, internationally, and I will sail the seven seas in the one we choose to go.  I am here to say that I am here to be a beacon of the stars and am part of the first actual mystical investigation of a series of crimes. Who cares about "the first crime in space."  It was a female astronaut using the international space station ISP to access her soon to be exwife's bank account.  Just know that space does not exist at all.  These women are coo koo for coco puffs.  At least diapers are not involved this time.  Thank God I have a web of almighties, real men with real knowledge of the universe.

Setting Sail

Innovations can occur without us even knowing.  I just let my fingers tap the keys, and try to bring it out of me.  I journey along my way and find a new ALDI today.  It is clean and well stocked.  I was called by a coupon in my mail.  Now people are beginning to know that coupons and intuitions create a path for me.  That is how I found an important stop for me in Columbia Heights.  Is it me calling me, or them feeding into a grand plan screaming for a reprise of the heat in the vicinity.  I just do what is to be done, and try not to overcomplicate the resources at my fingertips.  I find myself at Target Starbucks right now and I pray that my night will be calm.  I have been anxious and I took two days off.  Today, I did work out and did so PT, went to lunch with my mother, went grocery shopping, and put everything away, and now I am just trying to find a deeper meaning to it all.  Soon I will sail the seas, and I am working to put everything in place.  Indiana is calling today, but I am trying to keep it on a second canvas.  My oil painting is getting to be an elite force that needs to stay unique and representational of all of the souls involved.  I am here to say that on some days I stay behind the scenes and just cook something in The Crock Pot.  I watch as Mr. Trump falls into the God game.  It is the slippery slope he needed to stay away from.  All others will hunker down and not say what they think of their own sense of being deities.  Delusion and paranoia will all be washed away by Pearl Harbor today.  All of you who just sat in the auditorium and laughed as I say, you will see what you were actually hearing in your own heads, as compared to the reality.  Latinos have tested my sense of key and beat at Adelitas for years.  I gave them the gift and they sounded great, and I had to accept a loss of the enjoyment of singing.  I barely sing at all anymore.  The thing is that things can change in just a brief moment of time.  The lines are out there, and I continue to journey through.  We will see who is on the ship, but I will know at least a brief sample around me.  I am not feeling too creative today.  I must just be okay with being okay.  There is no connection.  Hello, fella.  I do sense you in my mind's vicinity.  Observation is both good and holy.  It takes away from self absorption.  You appear as a man of authority, but just ask O'Reilly and Brian Williams how quick that can be yanked away.  Stay in the realm of creation behind the scenes and you will built a base that is not just a Trojan Horse.  Maybe a beautiful butterfly talks to you today.  Maybe you could make me a model of the ship you sailed on to The Americas in a past reality and then the ship I will sail on in a week.  Let us all take a breath and just be holy in the abstinence of the blither blather of all that misleads around us.  Be careful what you wish for, and you will never know the work that is being done against you in every moment.

The Life of A Journey

This is a kind of log of my life and the people I come across.  Some are famous, and some do not want to be in this time and place.  I will be taking a trek to Canada via cruise ship and I am very excited for the opportunity, but also to see the alchemy of the group of family members I will be traveling with.  I also am different from the last time I went on a cruise.  I stuck with my former fiance and his family there. Now I am a journeyer in my life, in general, so I will be excited to people watch and meet people along the way.  I do not know how much writing I will be doing on the trip, but there is a logbook in the skies mapped by the angels in the architecture.  I am excited to see how the ship feels this time.  Last time I did get a little sea sick, but I was also still having regular migraines.  If you are around me, feel free to document in your own way, but please do not try to sneak pictures of me.  I guide my privacy.  Short stories or novellas may just flow from your pen, so use that energy for creativity.  I welcome private and public conversations with people, but please do not talk about me or anyone in my party or you will be paranoid for the rest of your days.  I think that I identified a speed bump yesterday.  It is a white woman in politics who has been a professor.  She misleads when she says people misread or miscommunicate their abilities or knowledge about me, my family, and my growing up years.  She is basically just a nasty stalker and lacks true academic acumen.  Will VanBank can now be made top CIA agent (being his own administrator) from contract CIA, and go to Canada whenever he needs, by himself, and also truly TRAVEL to Europe.  He is welcome in all areas in the world except for The Far East.  Go at that professor Will.  She kept us apart in Muncie, IN, and still confuses the connection today.  THE LISTENER will now work his magic and you will see reality from now forward, and you will not have to talk to anyone who you wish not to.  Just WALK AWAY and you will feel so free.

Please LISTENER Have Them Hear Me

I walk in a realm of reality that is material, but mystical realities can interrupt my every day.  My new apartment is a very strong mystical reality that things go missing in just a brief moment of time.  I look away and it is gone.  Now I am on an upside.  I look away and the object reappears.  The most interesting example was of my soup spoons.  I had two.  One was just one in my drawer from my old apartment, and the other was one that my mother had passed onto me from the 70's.  The other night I noticed that it was changed.  I had two identical spoons that were the design from my old apartment.  I liked that design better.  There is a sense of acceptance, but I am also aware of the fickleness of the communities and ideas of me.  I am facing a lot of problems with my technology, but I am fixing it well.  I am doing my best to just adjust to a time that is no time at all.  The Listener, from channel 5, at 12:30 am on early Monday morning, is a cop show based in Canada where there is a mind reader who is consulting for the police there.  I love the show and I love the mind reader.  It makes me feel not so alone in this craft.  My gut says that he is actually CIA.  I believe my trip is planned for that community.  I must also mention that I wrote a letter to Mr. Trump about the unconstitutionality of civil commitment, and yesterday he sat on the tarmac and said mass shooters are a mental health situation and they need to be in institutions, not for punishment, but for safety.  He also yelled at one of his male supporters for being too fat and had him removed.  Well, Donald, that is all you needed to do, especially in one broadcast.  You are escalating.  NO ONE will stand up for you in a court of law, and I will say that it is only intuition, but I believe that Donald is in that system now because he is a threat to himself and others.  I thought that you could be a ringmaster and not go at my case, but I was wrong.  Well, Don, the CIA used you.  Now they can see their own health concerns and they can use their abilities to keep you on screen, but locked down at the scenes because you are cookoo noo noo lu lu lu, very publicly.  It does not matter what imagery of yours is on TV.  They will do whatever they need to do to keep you out of the NYC community and away from their intelligence files, especially from Muncie, IN.  Well, welcome President Pence.  It is all just a scene on TV, but at least you know Muncie, In, and Indianapolis, In around me.  My master is now free, and I can set sail with Don being locked down by Merchant marines.  My grandfather James King was the head of The Merchant Marines in WWII, and traveled the route we will take, and, yes, we are being brave.  James was also head Shriner and now they have every private reality of yours on film.  They will do as they wish, but no more privacy for you after that Russian urination video went international last week.  Don family is not family anymore because they will go down because of you.  I gave you the rules, but you crossed the line and Canada has had it with you.  Foreign services and intelligence agencies are now open to people with the strongest abilities behind the scenes.  Even The KKK had disavowed you, and they will never network for you again.

Blue Eyes Returns

Hope, I am here.  I know that you cannot see me, but you are not alone.  I sent the lone cop on a bike past you as you walked to your bus stop in the middle of the city.  I am willing to be a stop gap.  There are things we can say online, and things we can't, but KNOW that all of me is law enforcement, and you have every right to write about acts of violation you have endured, even if they happened in churches (multiple) and by women (of a congregation, staff, and of clergy).  I know you walked away from the violation that is counseling when you found a male counselor who just thought it was sexually pleasurable for himself, especially in the 70's.  Your family may be rage, but it is time for you to be free.  I can be there in an instant if I need be.  We all know that you are PSYCHIATRY and have never actually been a patient.  People misjudge who they are speaking to when they speak to police.  We all know that you are preparing for a trip out of the country, with your family who are in a schism state.  They will blame it on you, but now the people, especially of Muncie, IN, who were all actually Russian Jews, (except for Officer Joseph Krejsa who was Polish) now stand firmly behind you.  They believe in your right to create and vent your grief, pain, and even rage on the Internet, and stay away from the abuses of the sexual predators of the counseling profession.  You do not deserve to be judged, mocked, threatened, ostracized, or have violent sexual tortures come your way.  You experience hate crimes on at least a biweekly occurrence.  We as police are considering all this stalking and talking sex crimes and WE will prosecute.  Jennifer's family, we call her Hope.  We get angry when you do not.  It is just more UMC indoctrination and cult programming like Tom on Waikiki.  AA is a cult and your family member named Hope has mastered the master.  That would be her Chung Moo Quan master.  She mastered the invasive, rage filled cult of AA  as well in the Into Action program in 15 weeks, and then went undercover FOR ME (and others like me in law enforcement linked to military) for over a year.  I am a black op cop and so is my cop shop in an Anoka suburb.  We are U.S. Marines and we will not leave her behind ever again.  The weapon, torture, or containment you have planned for her and also executed already, will be there for you if you do not heed our warning.  She is the baby of the Line deputy of Marion County.  He is the mightiest monster on the planet and he is ALWAYS in vicinity.  She calls him God and knows that he can even elevate the City/ County Building in Indianapolis, IN, like a space ship going to the stars.  Maybe these things seem unbelievable, but they are kids stuff in our brains because we have been around the highest mystical masters of eternity, since birth.  Turn into monsters, and we will treat the DISEASE.  Be polite and things will be good just for today and then we come and judge the next day.  We can do this for eternity for HER, and only her.  Without her we are ineffective and developmentally disabled.

Life In A Line of Thoughts

I see you on TV and you listen to me.  That can be true of many, but your reality is fixed and you have not grown crazed.  With no speech at all, we will become too E.T., without emotionality.  The passion cannot be felt.  I know that you will be with me on my coming out cruise to Canada.  Maybe you can finally relieve me of the covens and Wiccan women who have abused me so disgustingly with their sexuality, and finally name me HETEROSEXUAL, internationally.  These women have forced me to perform the most disgusting of acts on their very diseased bodies.  They do this and then report everywhere that I am a lesbian who will not come to terms with her sexuality.  Well, ladies most of you are married to men and are having ritualistic acts of sexuality with your witchcraft "sisters."  It is so gross.  It is just a double abusive act that degrades me in all communities.  Well, sir, I listened to you, now please listen to me and get me out.  I know that you are CIA and are converting pigeons to lesbian "warriors" to make these women stay away from me and keep their tongues from wagging, especially in my vicinity.  I have been very good to lesbian community, but they should have nipped this in the bud years ago.  And NO, you cannot lock me down psychiatrically until I admit that YES I am a lesbian.  Just enjoy your own twats if you love them so much and stop talking about me.  I name you as CIA chief for open waterways like The St. Lawrence Seaway.  We now shut down The Merchant Marines before a shipwreck that takes vital Russians out of the Duluth community.  One who listens, check what you see behind the captains' eyes especially when people start speaking way too sexually about anyone onboard, from media or their own communities.  Love, Hope

Spa Community

On Wednesday, I saw TWO hawks on one light post on the freeway together.  It was beautiful and a sign that messengers were in community.  That was the day I went to a healing club to get a pedicure.  I needed one so very badly.  The woman who gave me the pedicure was gathering evidence.  She did it quickly and quietly, but an example is like when she took a tweezers and took two hairs off my ankles.  I think they now know that things are different for an E.T. like me.  My nail completely regrew when it should have not due to a complete amputation, to the bone, of that nail in high school.  My father did it at his office and the scaring should have not allowed the nail to regrow.  I then bought a their product to help grow a healthy nail on my last pedicure there, and it did.  Now they know that silicon has some majestic qualities.  She was so sweet to me.  She told me the color I chose out of about 60 colors and shades, was her favorite.  She had the opportunity to find her own opinion, and then test her ability to keep it when cruelty came through and was in community.  My nails look fabulous.  This woman is the best in the world.  I put her, publicly, in medical community at this time, linked to Smiley's Clinic. Just a note that insurance will never pay for her services, or anyone else's there at the spa.  I am just getting all of my appointments in before my cruise.  I went to the YMCA on Tuesday, and then we did a water yoga class at that healing club.  Thank you mother and the princess of pedicures for a day I could have not made possible for myself.

So You Hate Me. How is that different than every day?

Being a person who dissects misnomer, I look at the difference between hate and rage.  Rage is a state that is birthed from experiences where a person is actually violated, whether materially or mystically.  If a person is pushed to a certain limit of rage by a person, group, or community and is not validated, he gets to the fixed state of hate.  That is a rational state that keeps a person emotionally and physically safe down to their core, their energy system.  A certain type of arrogance that patronizes the realities of the "known victims" of hate speech, hateful thoughts, and hateful acts are acts and realities of a sort of Pagan thought process.  It is not fundamentally sentimental or respectful.  Pagans believe that they are Gods and then they give to people will go at people who do not offend.  My computer has been affected twice on this entry.  I am at Starbucks downtown Minneapolis by the Nicollet light rail.  This place is so Pagan dirty.  I will not come back.  The issue is mystical use of things like Wiccan and Pagan satanism.  It is all based in a degradation of energetic authority.  Complete humiliation to the point of no personality.  Their sexual avarice and molestation can only stop if the true Gods come to be and support Grand Plan theories.  Now I speak the topsy tervy before I get on the high seas.  All are demonic and I am E.T.  I have an empathic ability that relieves your pain, thus you feel none and I feel it all.  People who are basically liberals and "do gooders" are demonic, but refuse to take responsibility for their crimes and wickedness, thus they believe that they are good and basically saintly.  Those who are conservatives (mainly male) know quite well that they are evil and now demonic.  They need to harness their demonic power to go after the truly pinnacle of evil.  Now they just have to start going after these Pagan and liberal demonics with their demonic abilities and intentions when they go after me, especially publicly and sexually.  I was violated so publicly here.  Yes, I would love to press charges, but at least my weblog is still my weblog.  At least I can still think, but some of my best thoughts about the minutia was washed away by their hatred and bigotry of me.  This crew must be sexually offending in the community at this time.  No more free ride, guys.  I know a man with a Pakistani Plan who is quite interested in "studying" you all.

Let's Look at the Hatred and Molesting Heart of Pagans

I have private pilot Wade coming through.  He is understanding things in a different way today.  His main employer is high Gestapo and German royalty through German law, internationally.  He is both a bureaucrat and autocrat at the same time.  Wade, I just have to share a very frustrating point that I am picking up on TV.  Sometimes people, and the media, take a fact and make a false connection.  So today, on CBS, they brought up that all of these mass shooters are extremely racist white males.  The mystical abuse and material and ritual abuse that actually causes this type of rage at one's core, on these entities is not discussed at all.  White males are the number one group that is silently sexually abused by women, most minorities who are not Asian, and persons of disability through Wiccan witchery.  These victims are chosen for their energetic superiority.  Royals and tops in mystical and material industries are also part of this group, thus they do not have to be white, but they are male.  Gays and Jews need to know that they have their own community, and that is where their sexuality needs to be expressed.  African Americans are the number one satanistic abusers of white males physically, through amazingly abusive verbalizations and brutal violence.  African Americans sit on the back of the bus on purpose.  It is there that they pick their white victims and are furthest from the rule enforcer, the bus driver.  African Americans do not all know each other.  On the bus and street, they great each other like old friends because they have connected through telepathic satanistic deceit.  Well, now especially white males have had it.  It would be best if there was a private island we could send them to.  Latinos, you are now in the view of White Supremacy, thus you all are doing some nasty Wiccan in penitentiary.  STOP IT.  Go at Pagans who sexualize you and your children and work to strengthen the bonds with each other so that you can go back to your beautiful countries with pride.  Jorge is your saint.  Pull him through today and learn how to take on the gangs and corrupt officials, mystically and with magic comedy.  Jorge is the ONLY Wiccan Witchdoctor on the planet.  His medicine is strong, and he holds in his chest the beating heart of eternity and the strength of gorilla in the trees.  Guns are not necessary.  Finding the pride of Columbia will guide all Latin American countries.  Central America may be a space for judgment, by Latino, of Latino.  The realm of DREAMS can now be used to guide the ship for the unity, and Mayans and Aztecs can finally find their way to the center of the Earth and route to the stars and other galaxies.