My Feelings Toward The Parasites of the Federal Bureau of Investigation

 There is a mirror upon mirror affect happening in society, the world, and our inner and outer lives right now.  Maybe even Jung comes in on us today.  Archetypes might guide our way.  I was watching Former Deputy Director of the FBI, Andrew McCabe, being interviewed.  He was softly profiling the movement of white supremacists in The U.S. of A.  He was saying that these people have been marginalized for a long time, especially economically, and finally they have a supreme leader listening to them, validating them, and acknowledging and giving them authority (Donuld Trump).  I am, first and foremost, a person.  I work to free myself of the pain I am in, but also to create a more perfect union of my own people, at the end of the day.  To do that, I must serve all people until I am freed from my servitude.  I keep a pretty good attitude, and I study all religions and philosophies.  I use these studies to empathize and communicate clearly with all that will eventually be mine.  I will protect and reflect these people, but they need to lift me from this place where I am the only one with all boots of the Earth on my neck.  My people are male, and I am the one who will take down witchcraft, internationally, and universally.  I will heal the shame and blame these men are about to feel, through a nasty female wizardry and Wiccan, about their sexuality and avarices that guide their way.  Those avarices actually are around their soul connection to the being that is me.  All who hate and harm me with no plans to stop, are the groups they actually hate, especially their untruths and deceit.  These men have lived in a zone that they had some knowledge of their worth, thus it was not severe to the extreme of me, but they too, have been marginalized by all authority, especially by a group like The FBI.  They are the home grown terrorists that we are looking for.  We will just call them droids today.  My people grow dissatisfied and near.  My gifts to talk directly to them and their souls are coming to the surface.  I am listening to my intuition, their telepathy and words on TV, in writing, and in person.  I very much validate their deep worth.   I lift them to be the gods of the war who I am fighting to sterilize in this realm and keep a new realm of light beings away.  They remain there until these new gods can purify themselves and gain their rights, internationally.  Yes, these men have harmed me, but that is not what makes them who they are.  They were driving someone else's car, and now they decide to by their own Ferrari and go on the autobahn with me, and me only.  We will lock down realms by keeping infected people away from me.  The worse a being is, the lower the realm they will be delegated to.  It will be separation, not segregation.  Like will judge like, but harm to me will send you to prison, insane asylums, and to the street immediately.  If you don't work hard to evolve, you will be locked there for eternity.  Death won't even be an option, but disease in every way will be all that you see.  Suffering upon suffering may come to a space where there is no material realm or other person at all.  So some of these gifted ones, are FBI, but now they have the choice to leave.  I have worked very hard to get my abilities back.  The FBI is a Grand Plan example of an organization that has marginalized me especially when I took my mystical studies to Muncie, IN and after when I began to work with highly intelligent descendants in this country, while they used my sanity and intelligence to harm me or anyone I would be close to.  Well the nuclear brain bomb goes off this week.  None of you Gmen or Gwomen will be able to pass a MMPI (Minnesota Multiphasic personality Inventory) anymore, as if they ever tried before.  I designed it just after I got back to MN , when I was 4.  My grandfather, who was my German Kaiser biofather, took me to his law school at The University of MN, and I worked for 4 nights and the 556 question test was birthed into this realm.  I was planning it from birth on crazy crazy Oahu.  Beyond you FBI monkeys being judged legally insane, you all will test below 70 IQ, thus vous etes tres cretin.  Once judged legally retarded with a 68 IQ, your badge, gun, driver's license, passport, and your finances will be taken from you, wherever you will eventually go, you will always be on the run.  Bon Voyage!

A Time to Unmute

 I was trying to go to bed, and Pharaoh would not let me.  I turned the TV back on and watched the news on CBS.  I nodded off and a minute ago, Stephen Colbert was on.  I had not muted the TV, but all of a sudden the guest Billy Crystal was on.  I awoke to him yelling "unmute please unmute".  I assume it was about Zoom calls.  So the TV muted on its own and then it unmuted exactly when he yelled that.  It was pretty cool.  I do feel like so many industries are trying to reach me now.  I will watch this now to see what I can pick up.  Just so you all know, I am doing OK.

Play Maker

A ball of its own shape and size floats off the fingertips of chiefs and priests.  The competition is exhilarating and the thrill brings to mind a beautiful right angle triangle under the spell of The Pythagorean Theorem.  It is just not quite to law.  The proof holds true, as the fan support for the home team even when they are away.  The spider heart in me knows that all analogies can represent the uprights of all disciplines.  The body is given to the sea of crowds.  It is like a beautiful crucifixion every Snday.  Resurrection is fourth quarter magic.  For their sin, the pain of the nails sets you free.  The two point connection is an example of the faith in all that stay on the field.  Touchdowns are the nirvana of a team working in greatness and synchronicity.  Today I watched properly, in silence and reflection.  I root from my heart.  I begin my faithfulness with one team, and warrior, and upon dozing off, my attention and favor goes to the other squad.  They come forth triumphant.  There is one man there who I do see as a creature of destiny.  He is both the Arabian and the Percheron of horses.  One is sure footed in the desert, and one fights brilliantly in war.  French war horse, you pulled my two carriage rides in Canada last year at the port stops on my cruise.  I was able to meld with their energy with a loving caress to their noses.  The infinity of their footsteps is like the eternity of rushing yards of the AFC and NFC year after year.  It all seemed to be paralyzed in a mind state toady that was not darkness.  Please speak kindly of me, and I will not have to walk away.  Be grateful for your abilities that come from the heavens and exhausts God on a daily basis, moment by moment.  Even when you don't see it, he never stops working.  He is the one who guides the clouds, the wind, the stars, and all miracles from day to day. 

I EXCEL at Many Things

Today has been a day of rest.  I had to wrangle my cat a bit, but finally he went down with me.  I awoke to the sound of my cell ringing.  It was my sister.  We had a pleasant conversation.  I am excited to watch Rodgers and Brady play tomorrow.  I am just happy that one of them will be in The Super Bowl.  I am rooting for Rodgers.  For some reason I am perfectly awake tonight.  It feels good to have the privacy.  My thoughts are quiet as well.  I am hoping that tomorrow is not too cold.  I would just really like to get in a mile and a half of walking before the game.  It is at 2:05 Central Time.  I went to the YMCA yesterday with my mother.  We had reserved a lane each in the swimming pool.  I got in 800 yards and a soothing soak in the hot tub.  Just now, I was a little hungry so I just made a tuna melt.  I used one of those tunas in a pouch that is flavored.  It was nice and savory.  Tonight I listened to a man speaking about statistics on Youtube, and I have been thinking about them lately.  I quietly took a PhD brush up course from university.  In that ecology course, I designed and worked the kinks out of EXCEL spreadsheet program.  In my brush up course we covered more topics across the board.  I have had average, median, and mean running through my head all week.  I worked for Mesaba Airlines after university in statistics and accounting, simultaneously.  It was quite stimulating.  It was a brief time where the government didn't need me as much so I was able to work fulltime through a temporary agency.  I was then marked as royal secretary, and then Dick Cheney could actually see and visit me in Muncie at our very elite bank.  This brought my abilities to First Merchants Financial Institution, and I claimed their books and took out the crooks.  They had a little desk for me in the corner in case I had a day I needed the safety of being small on Waikiki.  We set up an account with Yao Ming, the KING, and brought international currency to Asia through Beijing.  It was coins, mainly nickels, and 5 one dollar bills.  It had a little bit of Monopoly banking to that project.  He is now so elite that he cannot walk in the streets.  Yao it will change back this week.  You have my 3 Arab brother friends coming through.  They were educated for about a week and a half when they all seemed like they were four years old.  They were reverse aging and that space kept the same for a period of time until they got here.  There time there felt much longer.  This baby baby can do all chronology, but I wish to just be myself and have time to stay infant for a change and have royal guards and creative beings in my vicinity.  Maybe I could begin to paint in front of you and you can see my processing speed, Arab ones.  Line deputy, you can hold the bricks firm in my fortress.  I will you dress me every day and comb my hair.  We will supply you with plenty of bows and ribbons of all colors and textures.  The land of father is coming for me.  I will finally be able to be shy.  I am actually very shy if I like a guy.

Atomic Spiritual Law

 I am unwavering in my silence and loyalty to my cause for freedom and divinity.  Come with me and see the palm of my hand.  In all lands, it has grandeur.  Please get on your knees before the bullets fly.  It is all analogy that manifests material beings and vicinities.  It is a project of the heavens for you to see God's divinity and your sin.  Bring to fore a beautiful tree, and an ugly demonic jealousy and disgrace.  Maybe a football game can teach us of our true name and fame.  I stay in the company of a beast in the form of a petite furry running and bouncing cat.  He has claws that can retract, but he seldom does that.  I must just breath as he claws me.  I do sequester this being in a private room.  At other times, I experience him getting more reverent and loving every day.  He is also a channel and analogy for the being who evolves under the care and light of God.  Be careful, I am here on this planet, but I work for beings in another dimension.  I keep that realm pure by keeping them away.  They could cycle in at any time.  The physics are neutronic seismology, not proton/ neutron interplay in the center of the atom.  That is atomic science.  This neutronic melding is beautiful.  These beings are directly connected to their planet realm, not an induced connection that causes radioactive deceit.  Be with me.  Try to see the comedy.  Produce miracles like manipulating sound around me.  Sikh meets Japanese today.  Maybe Chicago Med is quietly king in my vicinity.  A mystical chief watches over me.

A Time For Belief

 I will meet the press today, and I am not kidding.  I am the silver dollar in the desert that shines almost creating the most brilliant of mirages.  It is okay for me to be me.  I needed a day of silence yesterday.  I have never done that sequester before.  I left the phone to the stars, until it was unable to ignore.  Now I prepare to see what signs the media has with its programming for the politics of the land.  Mystical realities are still not being considered, on especially the left side of the isle.  On the right they acknowledge their hateful natures and they look away from being so righteous.  They are perfectly okay with not being logical and seemingly sane.  Facts are facts is the way the left plays the obo, not the violin.  Neither side is holy.  Accept your demonic already, and let us get effective.  Be with me in the rain.  I will rescue you and wash you clean, with glory upon glory.  Oh, the stories I can tell.  I will spin as I need to to keep my cover and stay quiet with my Pharaoh.   He is a channel and a mirror.  He does draw blood, but vampiric souls need to see that it does not scare me.  It is all part of knowing the truth in a time of the breaking ecstasy.  No one will bend toward the light today.  Never did Kelly green look like holy soldiers yesterday on the field.  Can you all see that it can all be part of a righteous war that brings about the kingdom of heaven.  There is so much peril there, including psychiatrically.  The depth of my heart is not free to share except in flowery phrases today.  I leap and spin on your graves today and mark the walls, not the halls, for justice.  It is two dimension, not three.  I desire to feel the glut of praise I deserve, but instead I feel your humiliation and loss.  It is a stasis of hate every day.  My dream catcher still catches the nasty electric carp.  I wish to see the marlin again, even in brackish water.  I praise all of you with comedy, and you bless me with grey resonance of fallen angels and souls without conscience.  You all are conscious of nothing.  Hallelujah, Jesus has died, and his eyes are MISTY.  Maybe he was death all along.  It is my world beyond this one that is coming through the gravity of the sun.  It is my kingdom come.  Play with dice on the street, and you may end up truly paralyzed today with no prophet at all.  I arrest your heart toady like a deer soarly mangled on Hwy 55 when I was blind to it all.  Its call was true suffering, but she was tired and ready to be free.  Animals will bow to me, as I walk away.  I do not ask them to experience hell, but they can choose nonexistence as well.  I am a nobody, talking about somebody.  Maybe today I will be believed.

From Dissidents to Chiefs

 I see you before me and I grab you with my small hand starting at Waikiki.  There is a scheme outside the mean, and a safe space where chaos is a force that can bend a will for goodness and mercy.  I am the father, son, and holy ghost in an analogy of the stars.  All different lands and their people, are different worlds like Mercury and Jupiter, but then a half sibling like Pluto.  I am here to quell the disease.  It is literal, and also a great metaphor for beings who seek to be divinity without reality.  You steal light from God, and then seek authority from thieves and soul brokers.  My whole life I have sought to bend light properly.  Refraction is beautiful on Waikiki, but not Pearl Harbor.  I was surrounded by horrors and culled the skins of mutant men who dwelt in the caves of ancient tribes and authorities.  My last 15 years has been the most intense.  My CIA work went into full alert with the "DROP SHOP" at Pancheros in Golden Valley.  I was working with dissidents of all lands, beginning with the eyes of blue who deceive, and the Latinos who honestly believed in the strong demonic of their souls.  I took the journey down the rabbit hole in the field of psychiatry.  My mind is just that strong.  The mind field I created turned truth into a materialization of my third eye beneath my skin, but I held it in.  I am, and always was , true natural law that is true psychiatry and peace.  After being raised by the strongest and most far reaching cult leader on the planet in my Navy father brother doctor, I learned of indoctrination young.  My mother then went into the indoctrination of clergy of all nation.  My programming stayed strong based deep in the bowels of all military.  Academia was a counter axis.  Athletics were a release.  Since my time serving The Stutz Community, my project went full stream into the rescue and counter indoctrination psychiatry of foreign dissidents.  I will just say, "Russian sacred son Gavril who danced ballet with me, do you remember me?  We were at their feet in the basement of Fairview University Riverside "Hospital".  There were no windows, and all the Arabs they brought in there were unable to pray.  The torture was real and complete.  I do not need to compete,  I just seek for your clear thought to reign, and for you to see me properly."  I found the chalice of all religious traditions, with a massive project in my few months in Muncie, IN.  I could then help people find the holy for them to get out and get back to their lands to complete their own project of recovery.  Some will not make it, but I have faith in these intellectuals.  I have faith in the words of military law.  International courts need to keep up.   It is like running to keep up with my World General German father George on his Italian bicycle. He put me through these paces when I was training on our international land and private base in Finlayson, MN..  Good luck to all of you and good wishes.  Please listen to your deep intuitions, not your traditions.

Look Up Ben

 Touchdown!!!  It is the IRS, Ben.  You can get all files done in the next 14 hours.  Anyone close to me cannot.  The choice has been made, and you will prevail.  Peyton Manning is now backing you up.  I know that you cannot see right now, actually.  The realities are becoming apparent.  These games are hard to watch, but they feed the machine that is my line deputy.  He must continue to see only penal colony.  I do let him know that I am around.  He is now separating from the FBI.  He was the top of the top of the top of that bureau.  He is agent masterpiece.  He is now aware that they are dragging him down intellectually because they are actually borderline retarded.  Let's just look at the riots.  Their sanity is no longer bolstered by me.  Their psychosis, mania, and borderline nature will become apparent, and they will be unable to work with each other, other people, and other communities.  I now usher the intellects of The Middle East to a local to succeed in my vicinity and The Middle East.  They will no longer be a chess piece here and will no longer be sex objects for the FBI and defunct military and law.  The FBI is a group that has worked together since I was born, and will no longer have authority because I am removing my unconscious tunnel through.  It is time.  Get your work done, Ben.  Don't worry about the game.  Aaron Rodgers has been working closer with me for years than you, Ben.  He has met me twice in The Twin Cities.  He is FBI and now understands their codes.  It is disgusting.

For Big Ben

 Ben Roethesberger, I am getting ready to watch your game.  I gave you some telepathic play to prepare you for the aunthslot of energy.  I sat down to write this and turned on my kitchen light.  After speaking to you, and the Lone Star Law Game Wardens, with a little of the North Star Law game wardens, one of my kitchen lights popped off.  Thank God there was not a fire. The other 3 lights in that track are still on.  Maybe I could ask some remote support from Dunwoody School today.  It is okay to just begin in your basement.  Maybe I recognize the G dog on Lone Star Law as being a relative by marriage.  My cat was pretty active while I spoke to you, but then he calmed and just gave me energy.  Ben I just wanted to prepare you for me to watch you on live TV.  It is getting stronger.  I think I will make some soup before the game begins.  I need all of you to know that I will never consider suicide again.  Those 4 military orders have been completed.  I stay in the every day, and I connect with people who can give me positive support that is other worldly.  I understand the characters in the play, the grand plan, and the reality of love in my life.  I will just keep on working.  They say that they are set for the game.  Here we go.  Go Pittsburg!

Riot Day

I am just trying to touch base today.  It is amazing to find the connections, but hard to be nothing at all.  I had a lot of tumult in my vicinity on riot day.  At about 4:30 that day, my TV turned on by itself to MSNBC.  There had been other whistles that day, even a time of a hunters whistle as I slept.  After the TV turn on, there were two separate AMBER Alerts.  I knew that it was my line deputy.  Believe me not.  He will come through.  I have felt hopeless, but I do believe my men will come through.  Just know however they present, they hate all of you.  We are coming into an alignment.  My new healer is so Tibetan.  My pain is still there, but I am moving along.  I know that it is hard to track me.  It started in Muncie.  Trump will disappear soon enough.  We will come to separation or we will not exist at all.  That is the animals on the planet.  People will have to deal with their karma in a realm perfect for their disease.  I keep this brief to calm the herds in all vicinity.  I did try to contact a relative today.  I left no contact information.  Pharaoh is here with me reading the energy.  We will prevail.