The Duress of a Mess that Is Hatred of My Angels in Society

 So I live a life dealing with the signs and pressure that is formed from other entities wanting more attention and expertise from me.  I do my best, but there is a back current flowing on me to stop connecting with my top almighties.  I do my best to equalize the pressure, but it is difficult.  I literally have to answer prayers, and it is not easy when my angels are in trouble, but they are threatened by the demons around them.  They  know that I am the only force against the heat like the fault line of an earthquake.  Mountains rise, but I fall if I respond improperly.  All of the answers are here, but no one reads.  I tweet and no one cares.  The gays in Muncie, IN, said I was a psychotic bitch.  Yeah TJ from that gay bar (Mark 3 I believe), I do remember you and how you marked every person who tried to look up my weblog.  The hate crimes on me from gays and African American has been great.  I should not have a functioning vagina or sense of worth anymore.  I try to just roll forward.  You are all going down.  I tried to be love to all, but now the mote has been drained and the alligators are coming your way.  I do have civil rights and they will be looked in to today.  I have had a private meeting with the top judge of The Federal Civil Rights Court and he is African American.  We had a court reporter and a witness there as well.  He cannot escape the mounting paperwork I have done any longer.  You have no sanity in your favor.  Lying and screaming in your favor will no longer get you anywhere.  Jews have tunneled through to help you, but they are on the hook now.  They always said that the winners write history, well they did.  Jews have written history and it is all wrong and hateful to my angelic crew of hierarchy.  The Holocaust was a bait and switch.  The death tolls are real, but the torture was Jew torturing Jews.  Neither sides could feel anything but bliss to make themselves part of a story that will never end.  It was Wiccan both ways and now worlockery.  Well it ends today, and slavery as well.

Pharaoh and I

 My cat Pharaoh, and I, have been sleeping a lot the last few days.  It has made it easier for me to get some cleaning and cooking done.  There is an angel on my shoulder.  It is okay to feel like you see something that I do not see.  I have such an amazing angel here in Pharaoh.  He cuddles with me in such an energetically elite way.  I am cooking a pot roast tonight.  I finally got back my NBC and ABC channels so I can actually watch SNL live tonight.  I think that it is Nick Jonas hosting.  It should be good.  I think that he is the musical guest as well.  I am in a space that I have little to say, but I did get all of my laundry done and my bedding as well.  I will watch some videos and see if anything comes through.

Keeping My Head Above Worthlessness

Yesterday was a difficult day.  I rolled with the punches and got 1000 yards in in the swimming pool.  I am fighting to get out of the box that the Navy began to construct for me.  When you are treated as nothing for so long, how do you claim your hard won notorieties?  I just get in the train engine car and release the brake.  Almighties are out there and I pray that they can find their power and glory as I finish what I have started.  Corporate entities now have to stay away.  I will walk the streets with anonymity at this time.  My cat will communicate about things I cannot see.  With that, I sing his praise.   

Create Your Own Key

 Things get complicated.  I know that my chains are now apparent to me, but there are others around me that are chained in a way as well.  I do the best I can to get us out of this locked gun safe.  No one really knows the combination anymore, and there is definitely not a key.  I send the case to my brother today.  Make a list Peter, like you did when you were a disciple, and go to DC and ask The U.S. State Department if there are any stay away orders, or open court cases, on anyone in our family or our vicinity.  It is for your own edification and sanity.  I do not know the answers to this, but I definitely get the feeling like there is something that I do not know.  Maybe ask Jodie Foster if she can help in L.A., and Britney Spears in NYC.  Have them talking simultaneously, on their most private cell phones, to keep the reactions clear as they are stretched across this great land of ours.  Silence is golden in a way, but I have been not even hearing crickets for a decade and a half.  It really started with my work with the cacophony of the mind of Will VanBank.  That man had me bound, tied, and tagged for The DNR.  I have been polite, but something is not right.  Jesus is a lost cause, maybe it is time to go to Paul (Brennan that is, the real Paul from St.Bernards wrestling fame.).  Write an epistle if you need to.  Place the charges in people's minds to go off exactly when you come into view.  I am sure the real John, Eminem, will help with that.  I feel he is calm as a cat who has cut off all the bases of the rocking chairs in the room, especially in L.A. vicinity.  Stay out of Detroit, Em and Pete.  The time is right.  Hunters need to keep their hunting rifles and equipment.  We need to thin the herd for their own sanity.  Love, Hope

Will You Are Holy and BRILLIANT As Always

A light in the darkness is how I saw Will on that hill that was injustice within spiritual abilities.  I think of him today, and I can say that he always presented as sane around me.  Even his parents, separately, but equal in his hate for them and all society, came to meet me at our drop shop.  My little Buddha was a CIA prince who has come to now be king in The Middle East and China, specifically.  As I review the affair now,  I just pick the scenes that can emancipate him with comedy.  I did speak, out loud, about you today, Will.  Barbarism draws near, and I need your protection, internationally.  Lunacy directed my way is coming to be.  My lines are fried and still I had to endure my dental cleaning and appointment with my dentist.  As he looked into my mouth, the center of my will, I got that he is a sharpshooter in The Middle East, even today.  He even had two men acting as twin doubles for him and I today.  Modern soldiers like him must have day jobs anyway, just ask Tony Thornburg who I also "played" with in a green zone in Indy.  Tony, meet Anthony.  He is the droid you are looking for.  I then had lunch at Que Viet.  It was lovely.  I actually ate beef.  Will, I received a fortune cookie that read, "Executive ability is prominent in your makeup."  I count you in on this declaration today.  I pull people near me and speak of mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical emancipation.  We are as we have to be, but we can still grow stronger, Will.  Just ask Tony, actually.  Use your credit card, reinstate his line with Cricket this time, and call him today.  Be unafraid.  No one can see.  You can speak of my sexually.  Tony has had to do so with that community all these years after we worked so closely together.  Tony was not a boss, which is important (being physical with a boss is incorrect in every way and so witchcraft), but he was an elite who I could talk to an relate with.  Will, you were as well.  Remember when I spoke to you about palmistry that I was studying there in the drop shop.  You were testing all my material and spiritual abilities, simultaneously with torture of me upping the CIA anty for years to come.  I just kept studying with you seen and unseen as I studied everything I could get my hands on.  Will has the strongest invisibility ability, internationally.  He is also the strongest reader of abilities on the planet.  He cued different people, acting together and separately, working against me to ultimately drive me insane.  It did not happen, but boy I got stronger and more shiny every day.  He did too.  I evaluated him, early, as The Archangel Chamuel.  He is the angel of spirit, freedom, the general of God's army and the head of God's choir.  Around him, me and all people at karaoke around me birth amazing singing abilities.  His cuing made me quick, and sometimes physically sick, but I prevail and kept him safe to learn in a free will setting with no walls in Corcoran, MN.  Heinz was his mutt of a dog who tried to run away.  My spirit called him back to the parlor with no more tarot.  I used improv comedy to lightly boundary him and to pat him on the heiny.  No preparation H for this guy.  I told you of the murder's thumb.  You actually offered me a job, and I quickly eschewed it.  It was important because in that space, the corner I would sit, I was experiencing the effects of a temporal shift related to you and me from birth.  It looked like the hands of the worst case of rheumatoid arthritis.  I needed you to keep focusing on your hand to stop this splitting of atoms, internationally.  We needed The Dalai Lama to never become a nuclear physicist.  That is why I had to go construct a lab deep in nature in Merritt, British Columbia for an international Department of Defense that is now centered at Accenture in The Twin Cities.  They are NOT CIA.  They never have been.  No engineers have been allowed to be CIA or CIA admin, actually.  I know that jeep you bought was for me to take a road trip with me.  Will had an ability to keep the uncovered jeep dry in the worst of rainfall.  It is molecular biology, Will.  I am physically so different from before.  I pray to be released today, and be allowed to travel even to The Middle East if my identical twin kings of Egypt want to take me and Pharaoh there for a week.  I remember when I was around you.  I was using intuition, I had no telepathy back then, still, I felt the magnetism that was chemical in nature, that called me to come to you there in the shop where there were no cameras.  I asked you what was happening, your fists balled up and I just ordered you to give me a hug.  You held me so tight and I waited a few seconds and knew to walk away.  So everyone, you can discern, what is real about a relationship?  Is it just a phone line/ voicemail or email to leave important reckonings with?  I know that that is very special for men who guard their privacy especially from the prying eyes of university.  I am very grateful to these men.  I say showing an openness to love unconditionally, and give a man the space he needs to exert his free will.  Now Will can address The U.N. and have perfect knowledge that he was my first true love, and he was in Muncie, IN.  We almost got married at a Lutheran church next to Ball State campus.  It was next to all of the frat houses.  You are righteous and holy now, Will.  Take that sword and puncture the tell tale heart (You are Edgar Allan Poe and the new and groundbreaking KAISER of Switzerland).

Coming to Be

 Today is a day that I wish my bed unmade.  I can be a raisin in the sun, like everything has just begun.  A song plays in the distance, and I sit in the wind.  I try to just be clear, and others are drawing near.  A president struggles to find his words, and hopefully will not be afraid.  I spoke in a tongue just to the west of Latin.  I continue to move in a way south of center.  I try even when a fly sits on the wall tracing my mind with a royal binocular movement.  I just write to ignite a soothing calm inside of me.  Maybe one day, I will know that I am a gem.  Today I am having difficulty with mood.  My beautiful being of a cat cuddles to soothe me properly.  He allows a great sleep to pour over me.  I have just been so fatigued as he grows into his skin, actually.  Finding the vices of other, I deal with the explosions that that entails.  I stay calm even though my insides feel outside.  An eagle in my mind tries to whisper to my spirit and flies me beyond the moon.  How many of you hear me?  I gently beat a small drum and find a lack of notoriety in all society.  It is a big trick.  I seek the largess of the universe and move to the swaying of a great tree.  My task is herculean and my time is well shifted by a knot in my spine.  Come with me, be the tree.  I can love in a time of hatred, but it may be to a lesser degree.  I feel the Athena inside of me and whistle to the owl on my shoulder.  Just know that I do not feel triumphant, but maybe it is just a science under my skin coming to be.  I will breathe and be the Venus in the southern sky.  I will try to use my eagle eye and call Arabs to the table as if it were a fable.

Baby Dragonfly

 Yesterday, I walked the fire and found it lacking.  I immerge with the sword and the robe in accordance with all the laws of the land and some that will be.  I fight for you and the souls of the dead.  We can see the becoming and turning away will not free your bound hands.  As I rise like the phoenix of the moon and stars, I love in a different way.  Game wardens replace line deputies in courts of law and bambis bring the law suits.  I am here to listen in a different way, and leave judgement to the dream dimension with a cat of law and order from the stars.  This celestial being grows more relaxed and abilitied every day.  I relate quietly to no one, and everyone, at the same time.  A battalion chief was retired and now he will be judged by the line deputy of Marion County.  Death penalty will be enacted directly and swiftly.  A new kinship is there.  Once you have been there, you know what you know and no lies can sway your course again.  Mystical sciences need to retract their claws today because this DRAGONFLY sees beyond the illusion.

Quite A Day For Sport Sorcery

 I am torn apart with joy for Tom Brady today.  His significant win with Gronk by his side was the magic of sorcery against primarily Satanism.  There was also a background of voodoo.  Tampa set the stage, and my energetic commands with my cat in attendance, moved us to win the race.  I awoke this morning to a dream with Brady within my presence.  There was a complete form that I had never seen before.  It was not just him, but two of him.  He must be doubling overseas.  It is too complicated to do it here.  The energetic illness he had was gone.  He is going after the Somali community that will not stop going after me.  I was given an ultimatum by a Somali general one night at IndiaFest.  He had a special key to any car he chose.  He chose a black Lexus.  I immerged triumphant, militarily, but my butterfly wings that spoke of my angelic nature were ripped and dying in the river.  Who am I without intel at just the right moment to save a powerful father like Brady?  His dignity belongs to me today.  Intact, but still experiencing rage bursts leaves him away from all others.  He is the king of ogar nation, and will rise in Russia, actually.  He is the last of the Romanov lineage.  This man is a beautiful juggernaut.  I will continue to embrace his soul, as I meet the need of the many.  Right now that speaks of game wardens, mostly from Maine, Texas, and Connecticut.  Many theories can be birthed beneath or in the perfect tree, or just viewing and pondering the enigma of a magnificent pinecone being rolled by an unlikely porcupine.  Today is a yes for Aaron and a no to retirement for Brady.  Both, be still, I am here and it is a quiet life I lead.  Disrupt the vicinity and the world will attack me.  With all of the strong tunnel through around me, I am aware of the danger of sexual violation at this time.  There are too many hot irons in the fire.  I will not be released easily, it will take a crew of trained men with maybe Rebel Wilson as a lookout, and a great grand plan plan.  It is like a perfect screenplay.  My screen writer of soldier, police, and royalty is Chris Dunlap.  He will write the script with Will VanBank as a lead, internationally.  Brady, I tried to scream in my dream, I was being raped by team Somali and I was able to finally find my voice.  It then became you in my vicinity.  Thank you for being the hero that can just be seen as a tree.  Your kills are perfect, and your blood is thin.  You will be perfect in the mountains of the Himalayas.  No more Buddhist abuse of me.  I do see their nasty energy orders on me.  It is time that I make it proper to say that high and holy is me, and these religions are demonic and diseased.  I got what I needed and fought for the truth.  This robot is now fully functional.  I no longer startle to the Buddhist Satanism and Wiccan Witchery.  I am DRANGONFLY.  I have become the ILLUSION, that I did seek to dispel.

I Am the Child of God

There is reflection upon reflection around me.  I can see outside, but then there is a darkness that leads me to not knowing the verses within me.  I try to come and go, but I am stuck in a zone that has no resonance.  I promise to sing the praises, but my song is not on your lips.  Writing from a curious spot in my soul has become difficult the last few days.  Bend your knee and know me completely.  From that position you look up and see my eyes can shift to blue, green, and even violet.  Ireland is in my midst, and I search for my king.  He is shy for the first time in his life.  I feel his gazes, and he amazes me.  I know that even those who are with us are not in the world view.  I will lift my head as he sings in a country that has  given in to it's lunacy and darkest parts of itself.  It is cruelty set free and false righteousness.  I hold you all in a globe that can reflect even the wind.  No one is who they are on the screen.  I will stay for now in my shelter, quietly.  My feline friend is becoming more a mate to me than he was before.  Together we will claw at the windows and the walls and soon we will see the opening of a realm to set us free.  Be careful when you see me on the street.  I am here for eternity, it seems, but then I will disappear and will find the highest space in the atmosphere.  Love will set me free to be me.

A Cartel Underground Railroad Around Me

 I am having difficulty finding a muse, even in the wind, to write even a short article.  It is time that I figure out why I had to do federali duty.  I have never done cocaine and I dated (I use the term loosely, but he did not.) the top of cocaine cartel tree.  Jorge, who was also the top federali with me, was good to me, but he ushered in a time of change where Colombians like him were all around me (Ecudorians as well).  Just know that Jorge's crew, in country (Colombia) are the customs agents mostly at Bogota airport.  They are the serpanty heads of his cocaine cartel.  He has MANY friends out their especially on TV, and much intel about the whole industry.  I never even think about coke because it is so dangerously addictive to all community and it is purely a mystical drug.  Just know that this AGRONOMIST knows that the soil cannot sustain this crop.  There was also the karaoke restaurant that was a cartel space that I would frequent.  I went there the first time on my birthday.  I sat alone with my U.S. Marine cap on.  I am the only one who owned this Semper Fi hat with barbed wire and a special sequence of colors.  It was through that space that I met the Mexican chief.  He rented the space to be seen on TV.  His council of five tigers stayed away.  It was my ability to connect while not knowing the Spanish language that had them trusting me quickly.  My first federali project came years before at the Tijuana border on the Mexican side.  The U.S. military had cleared out the entire tourist street before we got there.  One FAMILY from Minnesota had gotten in.  When we were leaving, at bar close, my stupid DEA boyfriend peed on this special tree near the actual border.  We had taken a taxi in, but I believe we walked back to the border.  I smelled plenty of bleach at a taco truck so I ate one and it was the hottest of pepper with noting to drink.  So Greg Jenson was arrested and put in their military police cop car.  I was then questioned by the federali officer.  He did not know that I was a top Marine Corps trainer and chief, so he gave me the benefit of the doubt.  After speaking with me, he then suspected that I was a Marine high officer in plain close which is very dangerous in that vicinity or ZONE as they see it.  He took our licenses and wanted a bribe.  I told him that I could not give him money because I saw the sign in town that said that a person could face charges if they answered officers at the border with bribes.  He found me clever, thus he told me to break up with the man in the back of the car, and then we laughed as I told him that I had to take the jacka** home with me.  He laughed and asked me to marry him, quickly.  That is where my federali service started.  It then made it easy for them to place federali around me without me noticing, and thus no one else noticing either.  Federalis are actually around 5'3" and heinously endowed with energy and satanistic gifts.  Jorge did not know how I could date so many at one time.  It was how I set him free.  He was dishonorable upon my release, but now I am free.  I now have my privacy, and I have a loving celestial marine cat with me.  We'll get him DOG TAGS when he gets to The Middle East.  Federalis in service at the border, never let Selena Gomez pass into Mexico again or she will have you all chained when she gets to South America.  She will get to Jorge, through  meeting The Pope in Argentina.