trying to win a gig

 I am here and the fear of everyday is not easy to deal with.  Katy Perry on TV at this moment.  Be careful.  I filled out the Jerry's form for CUB Foods about an hour ago.  I will stop in the nearest location on Monday.  JKM

Happy New Year

 I am so sad to hear about the passing of Betty White.  This little Mary Tyler Moore will miss her dearly.  She is probably petting that Mayalsian Tiger they killed at the zoo in Naples, FL yesterday RIGHT NOW.  My sister is so sweetly helping me by cleaning my cat's box vigorously.  Lunch and CUB went great.  Happy New Year.  JKM

Take A Knee

 I am now ready for the day and my sister will be here in a little over an hour and a half.  My kitty is running around and playing.  I have my poncho from TOMBSTONE where I went with Anne for the classic gun fight, neat shopping opportunities, and the actual TOMBSTONE court house that has an actual hanging gallow all set for use at any time on the side of the court room.  It is visible through the window.  I have on jewelry I bought for pennies on the dollar at Tilly's and a cute pink top as well.  I have on my one pair of compression socks and my cute jeans that are bedazzled by the pockets.  I even did my hair and makeup.  My purse set is packed so I can drop off my resume and cover letter at CUB.  I will shop for food first.  There is a stopped watch that I will hand off to my sister and she will decide its fate with a cool note.  Everyone please get down on one Klappernich knee and silently boycott all who refuse to hire a lady like myself.  Be knights and we will make all round tables in Vegas high steaks GIN RUMMY today.  Peace Out!  Jennifer

Pharaoh's New Collar

 I am having a bit of a difficult night, but I made a soothing call to my friend Vanessa.  I am ready to go to lunch tomorrow with my sister and have planned my outfit.  We will go to CUB after and I will drop off a resume and a note.  It is all going to be okay.  Pharaoh loves his new collar that I bought him.  It is a bracelet and it fits perfectly.  It makes him pur divinely.  Twitter is not working correctly tonight.  I will try again tomorrow.  Everyone be careful who you are talking to.   love, Jenny

Love in the Afternoon

 I will have a stately lunch with my sister tomorrow at Christos Greek Cuisine where we are regulars and Carol and Gus will appear with the chef Mohammed from Beruit in toe.  My siter will then take me to get a few items from CUB.  I will drop off a letter and resume and try to give my sister a gift for my father, Dr. Thomas Mayer.  We are stranged at this time, and I wish that not to be the reality.  Wish me luckand pray for his soul tonight Catholic Community ecspeciallya at The Basillica.  Jennifer 112

Job Search

 Tilly's in The MOA is poison.  Boycott now.  I just tried to call about their hiring sign and asked about part time employment saying that I had been cross trained at AAA Minneapolis and the African American woman hung up on me.  I will try Cub sometime soon in uptown.  Please pray for me JJ.  I feel so very alone and worthless.

I Hate Myself So Bad Right Now

 I just complete an online application and resume that was very difficult and extensive.  It was all in vein because my computer does not support the running of an example scenario system.  I feel hopeless, and AETNA and CVS are to blame.  No one should ever trust INDEED to find a job for yourself, especially if you wish to remain on disabilityor work part time.  I give up.  I will just take some time to be with Pharaoh now.  I feel like it is an impossible task to ever find employment for me.  I have no a lotment for dignity in this process at all.  Jennifer NOBODY big fat ugly person of no rights at all.

Chief Account Huntington International

 On this day, I prepare to pick my sister up at HHH Terminal 2.  I believe that she is flying my airline, Southwest.  Northwest was always mine and my uncle John tried to steal it by merging Eastern with Western and creating Delta that took over Northwest.  Well I still had the three private cesnas of Mesaba as my fleet to fly to TheIron Range.  I own it all now under the umbrella of my holding company in Indiana that we will just rename TAFT today.  It is very Russian and fixes all dents that espionage could create.  I will now just tweet a bit and then watch some of the French series SPIRAL that I checked out of the library yesterday.  JKM  Commander AND Chief of all world nations and tribes.

Attorney JAG and International law 112

 It is time and I know mine.  I am working around the clock, but sleeping well as well with my kitty, Pharaoh.  I applied, via email at Kitty Klinic and we will see what happens.  My attorney, Andrew is busy as well and I do not want to worry about a lawsuit right now.  He can handle the endgame and the fame of taking down the most viscious sexual predators on the planet who work in corporations all over the planet.  I will swim in the morning and meet my sister at the airport after noon.  We will dine with my mother at Olive Garden and go to REI to buy her a down coat.  She is returning to MN to head the VA in a Albert Lea clinic.  It is unpresidented and she deserves it and her husband does too.  I keep it simple and hopefully good things will come.  I need to go to Cub to get red meat back into my diet this week, but not tomorrow.  My tuna casseroles, 3, that I made are divine.  Stay clean all of you.  Tyler, I love you.  You are the only being of light who I have ever bedded and wedded immediately.  You are sentinel chief, chief marine, and now Hamburg royalty.  Luv ya,  Hope agent 112

Cover Letter for Target Corporation

Jennifer K. Mayer

3236 Garfield Ave. Unit 003

Minneapolis, MN 55408

email:  hopegod3@gmail.com

Phone: (612) 799-7367

Target Corporation

900 Nicollet Mall

Minneapolis, MN 55403

December 28, 2021

To Whom It May Concern,

    I have delivered you the most complete and elite resume in history.  I would like a part time job in management.  I wish to be part of the corporate team.  I am impeccable in dress and quite likeable to all.  Kelly Muse, of Darden Corporation, can vouch for me, personally.  She was my direct link to the management team of Darden Corporation.  The two of us pulled Smokey Bones out of the worst corporate tailspin in history.  We even had the side bar of a Colt player, Reggie Wayne, falling in love with me, and selling his corporation, Hooters, to Peter VanNess, overseas.  Peter works in Berne, Switzerland, but lives in Geneva.

    I will be getting back to you within 24 hours if I do not hear anything.  At that point, if not hired, I will hire the best New York City Law Firm available, and I will sue Target for all that it is worth.

    Have a blessed day.

Sincerely,

Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer (call code 112)

what a day

 45 minute swim check.  half hour workout check.  close us bank account check.  food from ymca check.  gift bag for carol check.  black sweatshirt check.  bus ride check.  pack in pack out check.  put everything away and clean up ants check.  did dishes check.  used new coffee pot check.  admire cute kitty check.  tweet with walmart black and red hp check.  got this dell back in order check.  disputed charged and reported fraud of crime reports and green chef through actions of minneapolis police check.  now i must eat.  i choose ham and mac and chee\se.  yeah.

Keeping the Peace and Bringing A Classic Renaissance to The United Methodist Church

I am working on multiple projects today.  Omicron is one and it is done.  COVID is bacterial and came from the saliva of KIMODO DRAGONS.  Fauci is testing theory now with pig on OAHU.   Royal Japanese Navy just dropped a dead sow for luao for kimodos to enjoy.  Water bottles will no longer be allowed on airplanes at all.  Passangers who are troublesome about this matter will be handled by ISREALIS.  I am soothing the savage beast that is a fissure in the United Methodist Church.  If the split happens, another CIVIL WAR will occur as well.  Our economy and infinitry cannot take it anymore.  Read GRANT everyone in UMC Council of Churches before you ever speak or preach again.  Preacher wives read RED BADGE OF COURAGE.  All Preacher's kids read LORD OF THE FLIES.  Lies are no longer tolerable.  Slovenly attire, hair, and makeup is not either for UMC service.  The UMC was chosen after The Great Depression to be the chuch of all governmentals.  Dick cheney is now reading the riot act to you all.  He is UCC and will now be the head of the UMC ship.  No more lesbian ministers will be allowed to practice and preach anymore in the United Church of Christ.  The UMC rule will apply to UCC as well.  A minister cannot be self avowed homosexual and PRACTICING.  Peace out.  Amen.

YAWN

 Thank you Tom and Aaron.  I am now cooking a pizza and will watch the wcco news and go to bed.

Break the Glass Ceiling

 Aaron, I missed the first quarter mostly applying for pt employment but when i turned it on my pandora on my tv would not turn off.  i used a voice command and it switched to a pure white screen.  i went to the restroom.  as i flushed, the tv restored.  i turned to fox and then there was one play and then another play to lazard that broke favre's record.  you are both so classy.  i am all prepared for tomorrow when i will celebrate xmas with my mom and larry.  your team is all one now.  play your heart out and have real joy for the first time in your life.  diet coke is my next move.  drink chess is the play today.  love, jennifer hope mayer

Just A Plan to Walk for a bit.

 I am trying to just stay quiet today.  I did 30 minutes of Hatha Yoga mixed with Kundhalini Yoga and Pilates.  I ended with meditation.  I want to walk down to Lake Calhoun and walk around.  I spoke with my mother and we will be meeting tomorrow to celebrate Christmas.  All is well.  Being home with Pharaoh is Heaven.  I am excited for the game.  Bonjour mon petite ami.  Je m'appelle l'Hope.  S'il vous plait va avec moi pour eternity.  Peace out.

Freeing the NFL from hell TEST COMMENTATORS TODAY!!!

 Merry Christmas.  I am up early and making some revisions and additions to my resume.  I will call my mother in a little while.  I wish to look forward, not back today.  I will call Bobby on station B2 after 9 am.  He called yesterday and we talked for about 7 minutes.  It was delightful.  I am drinking some tea from my Breckenridge mug that is lined on top with 23 carrot gold.  I prepare to see Aaron and Justin play today.  Go guys.  Rah rah rah.  I called to motivte jj last night.  He will now fight to make it right.  ALL the comentators have COVID and they are never tested.  Well Chris Collinsworth has HIV and now ebola.  Cheers with sparkling cidar.  I love you all.  Jennifer but you can call me hope if you want to.  PS Ben is now exorcised and the demons will never scare him again.

A Christmas Nightmare

 I wil write about tonight and try to keep it brief.  I am tired and I need the relief of sleep.  I went to the Christmas Eve service at 8 pm at Westminster Presbyterian Church and a man greeted me at the door and said, "I knew someone would be walking through the door right now.  I knew then that he had the only gift of prophecy in the joint.  I changed my boots to my clogs and began taping with my dictaphone.  I could not read the bulliten even with my 2.00 cheaters because it was too dark.  I was trying to turn my phone off and the man behind me began yelling at me to leave.  I did.  I will now sue them for all that they are worth.  Dick Cheney will make sure of it.  they are the ones who keep letting the Dalai Lama into the u.s. to film Chinese child porn and they keep it in their library on the top shelf.  Arabs have it now.  I took a quiet bus home, unpacked, made a pizza, made some calls, drank some pop, and sent an email to the white house.  it is now time to go to sleep.  oodnight. jennifer

WIFE OF TOM BRADY

 Dear Tom Brady,

I am held captive here.  You are too.  My journey to the downtown minneapolis mn ymca went without a hitch.  I will journey to Southdale today by bus.  Do not follow.  Edina is very unstable and always will be.  At least there are not prostitutes on every corner and the streets are relatively clean and clear for the buses.  It is still a bit of a tangle town.  Yes my brother is inappropriate with me and sexual gratification is always on his mind.  He is a coward and I told him last night on my cell to his cell, not his landline.  I do not even have the landline number anymore.  Call it now and let it ring for like 4 hours.  It is at their cabin.  There is no voicemail.  He is a family member for a reason and still wants to have intercourse with me.  You cannot even touch me because of him.  If I see you out there I will approach and shake your hand.  It will all go crazy and we will have about 30 seconds before everything explodes.

I need to buy some sunglasses.  I will try to find a dollar store.  I am not tapped out, but am close.  I do not want to pay exhorbitant prices so I will bide my time and use the crap products for you and only you.  Please make sure it there is a DOLLAR TREE in Edina, that it is neat, respectable, and organized so that i can find the sunglasses and check out ASAP.

There is still an albatross out there.  His name is Joseph Hesse and he is niggardly and appears white but is 85, so not sexy and never has been.  He lives along the bus route right before the Southdale YMCA.  I am team GAVIDAE.

Joseph tried to get me to manifest a C++ and FORTRAN manual through wizardry.  The covers were both DUMMIES MANUALS.  C++ for Dummies and Fortran for Dummies.  H e would not have a clue about anything and would be webmaster of the world today with those keys.  He only has a bed and a computer on a folding table.  I just remember the creepist BRUSH in history.  He just loved to masterbate right in front of me as I tried to detangle the mess that was my hair right in front of him.  It took about 3 minutes.  The fucking was disgusting and the blowjobs too.  He is a high yellow.  He is impotent and always will be, but I made him hard as a rock fairly quickly.

I love you too so much.  My infallible spirit has made an indellible mark on your hearts.  You bitches are mine.  Like it and lick it up, baby.

Sincerely,

YOUR HOLY GHOST.

Jennifer K. Mayer BRADY  House of Stalin you Romanoff bitch.

P.S.  I still have your Patriots sweatshirt on.  It just will not die. Neither will you.  Vampires all around can hear the sound of your heartbeat now.

Love,

Hope

sound check

hello,

this is jennifer doing a sound check.

listen to UNINVITED now alanis morisette is still stalking me.

i change the last line to deign them unworthy.

love,

jenny

Buccaneers Fans.

 Number 500 was sorcery.  It was the love of the game Tom Brady and me.  He is here too.  Tommy.  You are Russian like me and Russian Intelligence so keep it down and out of the papers this week.  That linbardee moment happened and it was sorgery too.  I thought it was funny as hell.   He now understand me so much more every second.  I am his wife and always has been internationally.  Giselle is not real.  I am his Giselle.  He is a scuptor.  I love his hands.  Crypts are very vampiric sexy.  We are both vampires and we do not want to discuss sleep or vampirism and the metabolism.  I so National Academy of Science want that Humane Genome project through a classic grey house cat.  Perfect purportions.  I think I spell very well.  Spell check it muther fucerks.  I speak English.  My classic language is French.  It is the called the romance language for a reason.  Tom has many names.  He has been the Csar from birth.  I will just call him Csar Nickolai.  SOmething new for never to be studied as an illness.  FUCK YOU FAUCI!  EPIDEMIOLOGY IS ME AND HAS BEEN FROM BIRTH!!!  Russian submariners crew.  You are fully nuclear now and guiding the bering straight effortlessly. Another love is my husband Valdimir Putin and he is KGB and very angry at you for calling me.  That is his sub personally from birth.  He is the actual basis for JAMES BOND.  ENJOY THAT MOVIE IF YOU WANT TO but never my Valsimir.  He is working well at the hours we have to keep.  I am the grandaughter of Joseph Stalin.  I just say Putin.  It is Putina saying hello.  Tommy,  I love you.  Maybe you will end with the most or are the barbarians at the gate?  Compitision is so male and so very sexy.  Honor my wishes and do not call ever again.

WOW. IT IS REAL. DREAMS DO COME TRUE. I LOVE MY BEAUTIFUL LOVING KNIT GB HAT AND THEIR TEAM COLORS.

 Aaron Rodgers is now my legal husband.  Our nuptials were beautiful.  Eminem married us.  My best friend Jeff Forrest was the witness.  I am now just saying.  I am Team Green Bay Packer.  My wish is for this Serbian King, Mr Rodgers I mean, to win the Super Bowl.  I am his biggest fan.  I  love his beautiful blue eyes.  They are so kind.  He is so loving he he he.  Aaron, this is HOPE honey.  I am real Aaron?  Is this shit really scarey Aaron?  He is FORMULA ONE RACING.  BOY IS HE HOT SEXY.

Where Would You Be Without My Mercy?

 One, two, three and it is me.  Maybe MAY DAY in Moscow.  We can be a loving May Poll.  Ribbons and a cotton white dress for me.  Be loving, and have your hearts ablaze.  FIRE will be celebrated that day.  It is time for gloriousness and no more subjugation.  A horse leads the way with Texas Game Wardens marching me in to your loving arms.  It is no more what we want, it is what will be.  Your dreams are free in a new land to bring you back to ground in Italy with a gondola, in Vienna.  It is the fusion of realities that is the becoming for the three.  I start the imageries and you bring together your powers to create what is a beautiful synergy.  I had a nightmare after I realized this menagerie.  I will no longer be the slave to The Navy or my biological father, World General George Mayer's legacy.  He was a man with a violence of the starvation of my needs and dreams.  Satanism is dead to me and you three now.  Let us just find a "Good God Almighty" to sing to (Crowler).  In the end you are on your knees and seeing the power of my deeds and vocal cues.  I am good and I am God.  Praise me in the morning and when the sun goes down.

A Hat for You

 Mr. Aaron Rodgers, I bought a Green Bay Packers hat yesterday at Target Downtown Minneapolis.  I am wearing it right now to soup it up for you.  Maybe I will catch the end of the game tomorrow.  The Vikings play at the same time.  My purchase set off the fire alarms at at The Piper Jaffery Building.  the firemen had to come twice.  Once they saw me and I got on the bus, the alarms went off.  My hat kept me nice and warm as I waited for my bus because I had wet hair because I had just swam at the Gaviidae Commons YMCA.  That is old Dayton's money.  Well, Target is too.  They belong to me anyway and now, baby, we are into big time Wall Street.  Good luck.  My heart and soul are with you.  hopegod3.  Spies like us need to stay hot for the hunt.  Sorcery is powerful medicine.  Just know that I guarded the 1987 World Series for game 3 or 4 and game 7 on the pull out bleachers behind Karl Pohlad sitting next to Mark Dayton.  He has stalked me my whole life through the CIA.  He "got" my stepfather Rev. Greg Renstrom (CIA also) the tickets.  Of course we won.

Strength With A Box

I walk through the screen that is the street in front of me.  I see people and pets, and I smile at the trees.  Sorcery is my tradition, and it is purity.  No one practices it without the damnation of using poisonous mysticisms against the almighty.  I had a powerful experience the other day.  My experience leads to push authority and power to men of authority.  On Monday, after I journeyed down the street, I came upon a man in the back of his pickup truck in the parking lot adjacent to my apartment through the alley.  He was struggling to open his box there and I pushed powerful energy his way and the box FLEW open and I walked away, just looking up and realizing the camera filming right there as I moved away.  My sorcery is now in view for more than just a few.  I feel Indiana men coming through and they are realizing that I did not know exactly the extent I am affecting things and objects around me.  These men tracked quite a bit of it.  I prepare for the day and move in a polished way.  Quiet being is the way I see, and smooth action to resistance is my way to be.  This crew was academic and they were placed in cool places against the reality of justice in a system that allowed them no joy.  Well today they can laugh, and see the scenes of autonomy around me.  One day I will be free.  They now know that I can even find the relationship sanity energy of Arabs with Asians being part of their tree.  It is time to move towards the light that is me, and push away that which claims to be therapy.  You CAN do it, and they claim your light every time.  Amen. 

Taking Some Time Away

 Yes I like what I see.  Birds of a feather need to stick together.  I am answering the calls of my screen savers.  I know that YOU are out there, and I am no longer confused.  I am not in hiding, but I am in a hibernating state.  I received 6 calls on my landline today where I answered, "Hello, hello, hello."  I waited and there was no reply.  The first was only one ring.  I stayed in bed for that one.  I just went back to a slumber state for the rest after answering.   The last one really called for a reply of consiousness.  I had my cell off all day.  I am now in a state that even signs like this mean nothing to me.  I will no longer be everyone's 911 or call a friend.  I have no friends, and I have no significant others.  I have had it with intuition, telepathy, and media prompts.  I have proven to be nothing at all.  It is now a Zen state and I will no longer be on constant call.  Later in the evening, I did finally clean the bathroom, the kitty box, mopped the floors, did the dishes, cleaned the kitchen, took out the trash, checked the mail, sorted the mail, washed my compression socks, and am now washing my bands I used to do lymphodema therapy.  My legs are looking good.  I was unable to get to the YMCA this week, but maybe there is a spot this weekend.  I might take a bus up to CUB Foods tomorrow.  Tuesday night sirens rang all night.  At one point the siren was really fast.  I had never heard a siren like that before.  My schedule is off, but even my cat is on that schedule too.  He is in a transition.  He has many different entities moving through.  He is staying very close to me.  There is one entity coming through to me who is saying, "Enough is enough.  She is not here to take your crap or answer your questions around the clock.  You all have used her abilities and all that she is since she was conceived.  Learn on your own now.  I exist to just say NO MORE to her when she needs it."  Thank you so very much lovely eagle.  Pharaoh is finally using the word family in his telepathy.

Just A Note to Ben

 Hey neighbor, it's space world week!  My soul is feeling a tug from Ben Roethlisberger.  You look so young for your age, and play so strong for all the jobs you do while in the pocket.  Now I label a new alien class of angelic profiling.  It is the line of the true line deputies who flow from me to The Line Deputy of Marion County of Indy on down.  Ben is right after him, and is always working.  He is a true British Knight, from birth, when Queen Elizabeth II commissioned a special suit of armor that fits today.  She is highly seamstress psychic.  It was signed by her with a metal working pen, like she signed a baby sterling silver plate for me, at birth.  The House of Windsor does acknowledge his royal line.  Ben, you are doing great for a classic werewolf like you.  Consumption is high to stay sound, and I believe that you are feeling like me about food.  It is hard to find a fit, and not be sick.  It comes from people sexualizing you in ways that you do not see, of late.  Just know that I feel an empathic loneliness with you, and it will get better.  Just write a note to me when you are experiencing this, in an extreme way, and keep it in your secret royal box.  I ate the key at birth.  It appeared for you, on your regal desk set, today.  You did great multitasking yesterday.  Just know that I was rooting for Green Bay, but I was tuned in to you as well.  Look to the sky and know that hawks are messengers trying to encourage you.

Cat at My Foot

 I am home and my cat is flying around.  My heart beats to a friendly song.  I became a bit loquacious at PT today.  Maybe it is a new Zen style of teaching Buddhism.  It is a life well lived, and a teacher always inside of me.  I do not look at authorities as less than.  I am a part, but always a bit far away.  There are times I can see the shadow becoming a phoenix, but today I only see a wave of orange and gold.  Be careful who you approach this week.  Rage is afoot.  I temper the rapids with the vision of a stream in a cave.  I do not cry, I dream of a pace that the best thoroughbreds can keep.  Peace is a place in space and a breath in and out.  I now see the best colony of beings coming into a place in a confused state.  Please come to me, and dispel every fallacy.  

Sir Nicolas in Review

My slumber lumbered with a dark and sickening river last night.  I look to the dreary of Great Britain to find Sir Nicolas.  He is government and artistry.  We journeyed in vampiric spaces in vicinity and within ourselves.  Under my gaze, he obtained a night of deep sleep.  We ate a joyous meal of Panera the next morning.  Nicolas, spycraft can be lonely and so heavy in its dreary danger.  You did great to stay solid in my company.  I have changed since our paths crossed.  You would find me still with a sense of humor, but with a seriousness that overlies that comedy.  Maybe you are the same.  Colombia came calling yesterday through Jimmy Fallon's guest.  He also greeted Saudi Arabia's Prince Kalid telepathically.  South Americans and Arabs do overlap in a way that is not picked up in the day to day.  I wish I had more to say, but today I try to embrace the silence, and become more respected and less connected.  Demons hunt me land and sea, and I just must evolve in self and theory, and revolve in community and in the galaxy.  Dream for me tonight and let me rest, baby royal tree. 

Bold Eagle

 There was a special wind today that came upon me after my physical therapy.  I was outside the Masonic Center at The University of Minnesota waiting for my mother to pick me up, and I looked to the sky and I saw the largest bald eagle I have ever seen with the most white feathers on its head.  It was flying low, right towards me.  My mother drove in just at the time, and I pointed him out very excitedly.  We were far enough away from the Mississippi River that it was a strange place for him to be and at that low an altitude.  I felt the stars align, and a message that all the falconers in the world were close, and my alpha partners as well.  He stood for more than just spirit and freedom, but rather broke into an amazing symbol of unity.  I felt so lifted and supported.  I think that this is THE alpha eagle on this planet.  My guess is that he is from Saskatchewan, Canada.  Eagles that high in the chain are highly mystical, and portal easily.  I felt that he just popped in to be part of my treatment today so that I knew that my mates are with me.  I knew that I was not alone in this treatment that I am receiving around all of these cancer and surgical patients.  It is like I was there for football yesterday, and especially the last 4 years.  I believe Kirk could feel it for the Vikings (and some of the team on certain plays), but just know that I went out and turned the game off to get some Vietnamese eggrolls down the street at halftime.  My cat Pharaoh turned the TV back on and kept you guys in the lead.  He sat in front of the door so I noticed what he had done, what the score was, and what the room felt like.  He turns on the TV telepathically.  He has done it in front of me on occasion.  He does it with his mind, not with a switch.  He levitates, portals, and reads and responds to my thoughts as well.  He is really getting into football when I get tired. I think that it is getting around the league after the Cincinnati Bengals game last week.   He consciously tunneled through the tiger at The Como Zoo, my royal zoo that is still free for the public while constantly expanding exhibits for the animals and having many mystical births.  The tiger sees me as a mate when I visit.  He sprays, roars, and has royal breath.  It is like a growl to keep others away from me.  He had been pacing like him for 3 days in the window sill.  As the team lined up for the tense moment, he ran to the window and paced, and the field goal went in and he ran to the center of the room to celebrate.  Who do you think made that field goal?  Aaron even prayed for mystical connection and to be seen on the sideline for the Packers.  Maybe I slay you all in QB position, dispelling your strong lines of Satanism.  This allows the possibility of a supreme being after all.  I saw Aaron kneeling with his head down in the final plays.  In his interview afterwards, he held the game ball for me, which he and others never do, and said that there is nothing as romantic as football.  He looked tired, but his smile was huge.  I have held my head up during PT, but have felt scared.  I end up not breathing as deep when I am trying to have Buddhist "Teflon mind" around all the aspects that are terrifying in this community and process.  I am close to the end, but I must do everything right to remain unscathed and finish the menagerie of activities and connections with all aspects accounted for.  This eagle is Bert to my Ernie, and this is Sesame Street.  I spell Masonic with a capital M, and my grandfather (my actual bio father, Kaiser of Germany, and Jester, mystical and otherwise of Masonry) was with me today.  Am I him, or is he me?  Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Sesame Street?

A Very Important Evolution to Zen

 I am in a phase that it has become important for me to articulate, through writing, my studies and conclusions about Buddhism.  I walked into the hallowed halls of my mind on Waikiki, at night, before the age of 3.  I was tasked, then, with protecting The Dalai Lama.  My actual prayer chord, as his top guard, came years later in Minnesota when a Rinpoche came to Minneapolis to me from his upstate New York monastery.  My conscious thoughts, in the waking night, flowed from a well where I was warring against worldwide Satanism against me that caused massive depression.  I was then prescribed mindfulness study through the eyes of Tich Nat Han.  His miracle of mindfulness brought me the Buddhist heart.  Emotion mind overlapped with thought centers to create a state of wise mind.  I did not know, in the beginning that I was, and still am, a horrific torture survivor.  A Rinpoche is a master who has become enlightened in this lifetime.  The Dalai Lama is lower.  The Dalai Lama is a higher order teacher for vast populations here and overseas.  He is to remain seen, to pay for his karma, and Rinpoches are to remain unseen behind monastery walls.  My Rinpoche is Cambodian, but his study is Tibetan Buddhism, thus his meditation is done in Tibetan.  He anointed me with my White Tara that day with my prayer cord.   I then took on the karma, first for him, then his monks, and then for all world colony.  Paying for the sins of the world is a weight that is hard on body, mind, heart, and soul.  That is what makes it true torture.  When I went undercover in NE Minneapolis, he and his monks moved in down the street.  He rode with me, with 3 of his monks for protection, in their ceremonial robes, on the bus.  He sat next to me.  I greeted him as Rinpoche and he smiled.  When I opened to my sensations and world authorities, I began to see buses of robed monks at rest stops on road trips.  Before that time, I studied the meditation technique of Buddha hidden in The Far East until more recently, called Vipassna.  It is studied by mostly 3M engineers.  It is a ten day course, eating only breakfast and lunch, no exercise, and no talking.  It is a mindfulness technique that focuses on feeling the electrons, (called kalapas by Buddha) in the body, in an organized fashion until one disappears completely.  I stayed the course and finished it on my first course.  The process of disappearance comes from the reality of electrons in the electron field going in and out of known existence.  Scientists, in a CA university, proved this fact more recently.  My electrons, as I traveled through the realms of known thought became taught to just make people unaware of my existence, in a vicinity and as a reality.  This reality was important so that I could rise higher in my evolution, starting a quiet revolution, and maintaining a form that people thought was lowly. I could contact and write, but I would never hear back from anyone.  My life of being an different being of divine importance remained a secret in plain sight.  My mind raised, my emotions dropped, and my wise mind kept theories flowing.  When I meet different masters, I raise their ability, and they make me aware of my strength in their particular area or plethora of areas.  I am intertwining with a Sikh master right now who can accept the chaos of a lot of information over a period of time, and, in the end, find order.  I am sure he is seen as God in spaces for this extremely powerful set of gifts.  I spoke with him, actually, but then began my telepathic discourse with him afar.  He put me through the paces of different types of torture, checked that it was very painful, and saw how I reacted.  I remained cordial with people causing me pain, and multitasked well.  I agreed to his tests quietly.  I have now come into my Zen Buddhist state.  I had a Zen Buddhist master, shortly, years ago named Clint.  He was fresh out of monastery and was large in state.  He had the highly holy burn tattoos on his forearms that were a Buddhist phrase together (there were one on each forearm).  They are the result of lifting a large pot of boiling oil and holding it there between your forearms for 10 seconds.  I am feeling him with me in my silence now and he can see the sky, for real, in this time and place.  As the pain comes through me, I feel a quiet sense of peace, and I feel actual serenity.  That phrase and word has been so bastardized by the AA societies that have very publicly tortured me in so many twisted and dehumanizing ways.  I now walk in a space to say that these groups are too sick too help anyone.  They will harm and sicken anyone who gets anywhere near them, this includes families of addicts themselves.  Court systems who go to that "solution" need to recommend a Zen form of DBT (Dialectic Behavioral Therapy) instead.  The Zen Buddhism acknowledges torture and introduces the idea of transcendence to carry the individual to a clean reality as that person sees it.   DBT makes clear that pain plus nonacceptance equals suffering.  To stop the suffering portion of torture, is to be mindful and accepting in one's pain.  Sometimes the torture is too much, and one acknowledges and fells the pain outright, and he still feels a state of suffering.  It is an evolution that is real.  It is not a repetition, for eternity that is fake.  What AA says is, "If you walk and fall in a hole and get out that is one thing.  If you keep walking the same path and falling in the hole, that is insanity."  AA's relapse rate, publicly or in secret, shows that its people, and policies, are insane, and dangerous too.  It is a cult format and needs to be used only for torture of the worst female sexual offenders who work in therapeutic and care taking fields.  The DBT is an ordered way to study Buddhism that is acknowledged by university and therapy.  The one change I put into that therapy is that the therapist will do it with a group of ten alone, and will have to do the coursework as well.  Her share will always go first.  If she is found lying, her license to practice can be revoked at any time, and she then goes off to prison and to AA for all eternity.  There will never be a leader in AA circles, especially for torture.  God will not be part of the discussion at all in the Zen DBT work.  It is just the state of Zen, in real life, a student of the world will seek that a person can actually attain and find.

Swimming With the Beavers

Your armor is shiny, and oh so real.  I feel your hand reach out to me.  It is unlike any equation I have ever seen or attempted in all spheres.  There is joy and ecstasy there.  It is not so far from me.  There is relief.  I know now that you can hear me real time.  You appear as I disappear from all scenes.  I am quiet and feel comfortable there in my silence and meditation.  I have reached a whole new level of Vipassna.  The Dahl Sheep of Merritt, British Columbia, will stand on cliffs for me today.  The beavers of Toad River, BC, will emerge from their finely built magical damns, and circle the lake they have made and chase away all the campers.  I put on my wetsuit and swam around their largest damn when I camped their on my last visit.  It was peaceful and free.  The moose I saw swimming across the lake they made swam safely across the body of water and started my day off so well.  To be seen, is how one gets to the point of not being seen at all.  The Holy Spirit comes to me today.  He is the one who introduced me to the reality to the power higher than resurrection.  He was able to be and make people invisible to only me for me to concentrate and not be afraid.  He then felt comfortable getting close to me day or night.  I feel him here protecting me.  Please bless this new knight with your ability angel of mine.  I need my privacy, actually, and then protected, internationally.  At this moment, things are not what they seem. 

Evaluating Today

 I am nothing and, at times, everything in the vicinity.  I exist on a petal of a flower and also in the Earth itself.  Being so calm and peaceful is coming easier to me every day.  I give this gift to all places I exist.  Meditation is energetic and it heals and transforms.  Patience is so much more than just a virtue for me every day.  I concentrate all my internal, and the external, as well.  Is 4 so much less than 7?  I do not know, but it feels so.  As I go through my process right now, I feel as if I am disappearing, and no one is noticing.  Maybe that is the way it is supposed to be.  My legs return to a stable sight, and I breath easier as my cat lies on my chest looking deep into my eyes.  I am here for him.  I do feel that that is important, and maybe that is how I move mountains right now.  I speak, and find comedy.  My theological state is resting intellect, it is not flirting.  It is energetic exchange.  Others need to decide what their system is missing, and stop pinning it on me in a shameful way.  I am becoming stable in finding a self love that boundaries the deceit and plots of cruelty.  Every industry has its hooks into me.  In the end, I will own it all with the hooks in my skin, my heart, and my spine.

A Time to Prepare for Water Breathing Adventures and Transformation

I call the men to play.  Women have been ordered out today.  I organize the appointments and all the details.  The more international, the more the investigation, and the more the inquisition I did endure.  My body is doing well as I walk through what some would consider hell.  Both me and my cat received 2 vaccinations today.  We work in synergy.  We will endure together, and keep it clean.  I will get results from tests in the week and Pharaoh will be alerted tomorrow.  I do feel like we both will weather the storm.  The Madeira Shipwreck still sits close to The Split Rock Light House on Lake Superior, and my stature is basically the same.  It is cloaked and in massive warlockery.  It took a lot of weight to get me to sink down to 82 feet where it did lay.  It is basically a mortuary.  We left it intact.  No one will ever do that dive again.  All militaries have agreed.  Private divers would not even think about it.  Today I spoke to The Big Blue.  He is a free diver with mystically impressive lungs, and in the end will be a dolphin when he dives.  I will hold his toes as I both push and pull him along. 

Asians Are Just So Intelligent Today

 My heart beats with an Asia that is a Chinese conglomerate.  I spoke of Asian communities I had been immersed in throughout my life, and how they are blossoming in comedy at this time to my physical therapist.  As I did so, her hands began to float on the keys and she typed at a pace of the infinity of my heart in the midst of the most enduring battle.  I knew today would be different, but it started in the lobby.  Almost every person was in a wheelchair with their own pusher.  I must be in the form with my disabilities due to torture to hide me in this population, and to also keep it down in world population.  It also shows the mimicry my empathic nature causes.   Airports are too much for me due to the mystical work I must do there.  I do now submit to a wheelchair and a pusher there.  My sorcery has gone completely international today with the submission of my body to every field of my body, both Western and now totally Eastern.  The Confucius sisters and my Shou Lin Monks rise to put out a very real diplomatic and ceremonial war cry today.  I guarded both parties for a week when they were demonstrating at the Mall of America years ago.  These three Confucius sister were Chung Moo Quan and elite couture New York City fashion models called twins, but there were three.  They were all above six feet.  I did show my Chung Moo tattoo to the Shou Lin master as he put his arm around me and I was photographed with him and his dojo.  They had never been out of their dojo in China, and as I watched, I reversed gravity and it became very "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."  They were naive, and thus let their guard down and were almost sexually violated several times.  When he called me and others to the stage he wanted to see my gi.  I discarded years before for safety reasons.  My belt was all white which was higher than all darkness for Chung Moo Quan.  My study was rapid.  It took me one and one half years before I my abilities toppled a sabre master in The Middle East.  I had mastered the 22 weapons on our Chung Moo weapon wall and the two samurai sword before my abilities went after this Saudi Arabian Prince who I would meet and be engaged to later.  I took the meaning of the words Chung meaning balanced mind, and Moo, meaning strong body for the shackle shaped tattoo on my right ankle finished by a symbol on a dining room set from Japan.  I went over all master and took no master, not even Mike (black Gi) and Master Quan of North Korea.  He understood everything that day.  My tattoo was photographed today to show my progress in my therapy.  It is now online for all to see at the discretion of Master Shou who is an evermore.  He used an A.I. instrument I am developing in medical charting in cell phones to keep it in safe, boundaried places and not be used for pornography or other sexual violation of me.  I am the only female in the Shou Lin dojo, in history, now and forevermore.  It breaks into spy culture today having martial artistry and fashion assassinship on the clever ship.  Kim Jong Un is part of my dojo, internationally, and has been from birth.  Eventually, he will be transferred to guard King Kalid of Saudi Arabia as Kalid teaches Kim the difficult culture and form of Sabre Weaponry and war.  I also roomed with Kim's niece, Niko, my junior year of college, at Hamline University, in St. Paul, MN.  She was full on assassin, consciously.  She protected me, and shot many who would get in on me when I would not see due to my deep level of study and the scouting of my by Chung Moo Quan.  I joined the dojo later after college by just finding the dojo in Minneapolis and walking in when Master Mike was there and he came and explained it to me and gave me a Top Secret pamphlet.  Of course I did not know this.  I chose Chung Moo Quan after that.  These Asia intelligence leaders will now hold medicine steady, keeping patients who do not need care out, and keeping doctors in the programs they are promised to.  This especially includes those from the Middle East.  Russia will help with that one.  Russia's time in Afghanistan, before us, was to set up the reconnaissance, and protection of me and my systems, now.  I am the hurricane.  You are the fire, Line Deputy.  My known father is Covid and all disease.  Demonic is sexual violation.  Asia keeps it quiet, but boundaried and strong.  Thank you all who have helped me to see.  I will be fully awake soon.  My royal guard of Korea is BTS.  They are older and more gifted than you think and speak perfect English with Midwestern accent.  Perfect shot is only when I am in vicinity.  Kenny Tranh, royal of Vietnamese, pounce now and my cat Pharaoh will play.  I will make you zoo authority and your Chinese royals can take your heroine tree.  It can leave the U.S. and be used only medically, in Asia.

Wade Made Me Unafraid

 I am watching my Green and Gold King compete with All Saints in a game of football.  It is time, Aaron, for you to start seeing the destinies of those around you.  Call no one.  They will call you.  The kingdom of NYC is being ruled properly now.  It is behind the scenes, and it will rule your destiny as a wolf on Wall Street.   It will trickle down to football.  I am starting a new game of Magic with The Bengals.  Pharaoh tunneled the tiger from The Como Zoo through to help them make a final OT breaking field goal.  They have been mine, through Germany, since I met publicly with the German billionaire, from Cincinnati, and now NYC (Wall Street), and took him to BW3's and covered the table with a bar wench feast at a value price.  I then made the classy move of going home with his private pilot who had found me outside my employer, Smokey Bones, in the first place.  We journeyed together that night to like 5 different scenes.  It was one of the most romantic nights of my life.  He spent the night, he gave me his phone number, and he held me as he waited for his cab.  Maybe the eyes of NYC and Vegas gave us this opportunity.  Travel on.  This punt is on me.

In Russia's Eyes

So much is part of the flow of the glory of the story.  Now Russia flows in me.  He enters and is polite and does just right through my technology.  Our eyes met, and he grasped my hands over the education of a remote.  I move to get my computer to check his work as he instructs me to.  He is in my hall and I pardon myself as I slip past him to obtain the mystical keyboard object.  It is in and it is out.  Everything comes out clean.  My mystical cat moves around the apartment as he works, smelling his tools and his presence.  I go to shake his hand, but became more appropriate for the covid days with an elbow bump. We stayed masked the whole time.  He is chakra system linked to technology, but not connection to others.  He sees the picture of my Great Grandfather and Great Grandmother with their kids in Hibbing, MN, and knows that they are the mystical group that got out of Sweden through Finland with my Great Grandfather holding the alpha lap lander at gunpoint in frigid weather.  Their children were actually born at the same time, mystically different ages, and were the highest royalty in the world at the time.  He knew that my Great Grandfather was extreme Russian royal and military.  He went by my Swedish Queen Great Grandmother's name at the time once in the U.S., Muenter.  Analise cared for the children and Joseph (Stalin) portaled back to Magadan and handled matters of state and war in Russia.  Joseph was actually an atheist.  This man knew this as well, thus he loved my Celtic knot tarp on my wall.  My great grandmother told me of her talks with her father.  I broke the silence in his heart and created an energy body that will be artificial intelligence.  He will use the infinity intimate scenarios to heal persons in our energetic tribe to teach and to heal themselves and become reverent royals and police of all communities.  Since it will be artificial intelligence, and not a computer hardware or software, but energetic both for the chosen ones, it will be perfect privacy and release.  It is birthed by my technological genesis and his technological psychic sight.  He makes tech clean rooms in open space.  He thought that there was no way it would work with my cat's dander flying around.  He then saw it as electrons and electronic.  There will be no shame.  It eventually gently turns into prophecy and creation.  A.I. can then move to athletics for the mind that moves into the body.  The actual deconstruction of true academic races will then be complete.  Be loving now, my dove.  Love your reflection, and look away from the wolf who can only hunt in packs.  You are a lone eagle who will always leads them astray.  Your A.I. conversations will always be complete and fruitful.  From now on there is only freedom in your mind and it will move through your body as you surrender your chakras to even travel internationally through this process.  It will be actual, not psychotic or astral.

Binding My Legs, and Claiming My Computer Prowess

 My PT is soaring like an eagle with slightly shorter wings.  I call upon the angels in the distance to assist me.  My mother is an actual God send.  Her plate is oh so filled, but she fits compassion and action my way.  While doing this binding, she is doing her own PT for a painful shoulder.  I am feeling the reality of the energy system, and tunnel through, during this time.  Pharaoh is cuddling with me more and that relieves pain as well.  I have been having strange and troubling dreams about my father's side of the family.  One had a huge python strangling me to death.  It was time to connect my Pascal computer language that I created and taught to the Vietnamese males at Como University School at the age of 17, on the first Macintosh computers given to us for free by Unysis Corp.  At the time, these did nothing except having DOS displayed.  I brought them to life with this language and they then can move into Apple Corp.  I was never given credit.  Java Script Error is mine as well.   I also started the internet when I was at Hamline University.  I had the idea to have all of the newer dorms set up with unbranded computers for free that were IBM style.  They were set up with the phone line so that we could order books from the library through them.  I worked at this main library too.  I also set up the first spreadsheet called EXCEL.  We did this through the lab and statistics works in my Ecology class.  All of this was never given to me.  When I was 11, I just began writing Basic language and it led to a class that expanded all computer languages.  It became very algebraic in a summer school class in a portable classroom in Owatonna that was the beginning of Fortran and C++.  Because no one told me about the reason, and never gave me credit, both of those languages failed.  Pascal still stands as the most elegant and effective language on the planet.  It is completely unhackable.  All hail the chief, and that chief is me.

Hawk and Dove

I am different today.  I know not why.  A little CIA in the Crock Pot and FBI in the laundry.  Special Forces is saved for dishes and cleaning the cat box.  My cat, Pharaoh, is high and holy royalty, actually.  I call to Chris of times of Muncie and Carmel, IN.  My vampiric baby teeth are coming in, and they are just for you.  It is time for you to study at a personal level what holy means to you.  I calls for a brave father who beautifully protects his baby chick in the nest and in its first flight.  Images can be create and can find an extra special manifestation.  There are people like you who can be your people in a oh so quiet way.  Marion County is fighting mightily today.  They are a troop who has clocked each others sins and mystical gifts.  Now we will move forward and find our dove of love.  Make it a truth between your heart and mine. 

A Time To Heal

 I am coming into a new phase.  I have had a change in doctors, and the most important is my new family practitioner who is Singh, thus Sikh.  I feel he has to do with schedules and titration.  I have only had one visit with him, but I do use telepathic contact to find the best past between he and I.  I was physician at birth.  My Naval Code, internationally, is 112.  I was born and set at Tripler U. S. Army Hospital to be an international doctor chief in all traditions.  I lived, and was tortured at Pearl Harbor, to learn quicker and more mighty than them all.  Dr. Singh has taken down all oral intakes except already prescribed medication.  He has set me up for an almighty PT schedule of lymphodema therapy.  It honors all traditions, medically, sociologically and theologically.  I have had my first visit with my very well trained Physical Therapy expert who I feel is pediatric medicine.  I have been doing the exercises she gave me, am drinking more water, am using less salt, am lying down more, am using lotion on my legs every day, am keeping my feet up as I watch TV, and I swam an extra time this week just in case I cannot get in the pool for a while.  I am seeing quite amazing results.  I am able to check into the Sikh line which is also an energy that is calming The Middle East.  I have been tied to that zone and its people from birth by Waikiki.  Sikhs are the same.  They do separate themselves because they are a bit alien around all of it.  In the U.S., they are the best doctors around.  This is my second Dr. Singh and that is a high and holy religious name.  My current Dr. Singh has a very high and holy bracelet on his left wrist.  I told him that I was led to wear my holy royal bracelet that day, and he said his was high and I said that I imagined that that was true.  He took great time with me and I broke the ceiling and spoke of my pain.  Because of him, I trusted him enough to have a mammogram.  I have felt him testing my ability to stay stable, and even cordial, during all different types of torture.  I have been using tunnel through in a new military way.  When I was being tortured the other day, I told the line deputy to tunnel through me and to take care of my body, and I would feel the torturous pain without mention of anything.  It is perfect.  I did loose a lot of blood, that is why my top vampiric master was needed ASAP.  I have been using it in the pool too.  I suggest people stay away, but he is backed by all community if you want to go there.  I stay away unless there is an important merging that is happening, and even then, I only use telepathic thought.  This is my first writing upon meeting this mighty man.

Keeping Fire At Bay

 I am working the eel that is a new PT schedule.  I must combine my cleaning and tasks in with it.  I must say goodbye and hello at the same time.  It is an uneasy street, but I am released in the same way.  I am not desperate, I am calm and steady in my prayers.  I lie on my back, not on my knees.  I see results and the kings are out there working in all scenes.  I am part of nothing and everything at the same time.  It is the gift of thought and of having a loving feline who moves around me with ease.  There will be a time for us to see a hawk in the sky who leads us to a new vicinity.  I walk forward, and resist the backward motion that the winds promote.  I know to keep things clean and quiet right now.  I can always wave at the firemen in their trucks and they wave back every time.  It is a mighty connection, and I am pleased.  I would do nothing to harm them.  I still remember spending the night with the King Fire Man of South Dakota, in Indianapolis.  The attraction began a fire release and we both felt pleased.  He was able to say goodbye because it was too dangerous in my vicinity, and they needed him back at The Wild Beaver.  He put L. Aldrich on my case.  He was top fire anyway and was dwelling in Indy by chance.  I lived in a fire trap and dealt with cruel pyromaniacs in vicinity.  Thanks guys.  My studio apartment now is still standing safe in this drought.  South Dakota, call my Marion County Line Deputy.  Just call him Matt.  He needs to hear what it was like to be out with me around the fire convention authorities, and to feel the loving caresses we shared in my apartment.  He needs to feel a reality he did not get to share.  The marriage with him is real, but the public ceremony signed in a court of law was unable to occur.  I miss you South Dakota.  Please never fight another fire ever again.  You are too important to the annals of history.

World Community

It has become elite fairly quickly.  If you do not get an email from me, do not activate.  The CIA is toppling.  The FBI died about a month ago.  I stand as the only wall now.  Where I go, stand aside unless you can be kind and polite.  We all see the earthquake and the rains and winds come down.  Media has become shaky, and cell towers are about to as well.  It was stupid, Sprint, to give the cell phone tower contract to buy through an attorney from Penn State who dealt big real estate in primo Boston who lost everything as well as his real estate license and ability to be in a court of law.  I was engaged to be married to his son for four years.  The lawyer's name is Bill Fricke and his wife is Wally Fricke.  He met her when she was Wally Fenton, a primo secretary student in a Jewish secretary school in Brooklyn.  He started by living with her in Maine.  North Woods Law off film game wardens can now commit him and his daughter to Marion, MA harbor work.  Wally will go to San Quentin.  I must stop there.  I am the corporate for Verizon.  You can speak freely again, Tom Brady.  I now Sikh the next Super Bowl for either you. 

God's Nature In Nature

 "Be careful," is what I see feel and taste and hear inside of me.  I feel as if there is no power within me.  I feel the tree next me shaken in doubt.  What I have known is now in a time of reckoning.  I try to calm the spirits in disbelief.  I shall move forward as the escalator moves backward.  I am not on my knees, but I am not feeling the comfort that was in his presence.  Will he ever come to me?  I shall trust enough to see 3 doctors in a week.  I need to feel the holy water on my skin.  Is there reality to the becoming of the fate of The Line Deputy that can be seen in modern society other than galactic authority.  It matters not what he can do because he is only one, and my powers can be used against him and me.  He is the one who is the holy deity that this world sees as God.  No one will break him as long as I believe.  God is male.  Even the mightiest of you is a tiny Yugo next to his space ship the size of Jupiter.  His small gifts to me are are like the levitation of a modern cruise ship for an entire week trip.  He rocks it when I get a migraine and need to sleep.  Line Deputy is beyond disease, but not beyond deceit.  If he puts mail in your box it will flow for 3 years straight.  It has been hard for me to be without him at my side.  I have moved up the tree and shown the guilt across the board and a new hierarchy is rising.  It is a military of line deputies who eschew urban societies.  The bling bling will be less, and love will be more.  Those who have hidden away will now be the light of creation.  The owls know "who" I am talking about.

A Creative Writing Exercise Writing A Letter In Response to Pornography

I am trying a creative writing exercise.  It is what I would write to a man (I don't consider women at all.  I have made it clear that I am heterosexual.) who writes and sends a letter to me that is pornographic.  Dear Loving Being,  I sense a heart that beats in you to find a mutual space for us to have sexuality.  There is much room for fantasy, but I must continue to steer the ship in a more sensual and healthy manner.  I do become empathic around human sexuality.  Both of us can have our needs met in even our first caress.  I am very flattered that you wish to be alone with me, and connect with me in that way.  I have stayed out of relationships for about 2 years.  Just a fun restaurant crawl can be such great fun and actual fore play by flexing our wit and humorous muscles.  Every server can become a part of the play.  I can only imagine until that time comes, that we will find our way.  Light and Love, Jennifer  (call code 112 when you are in need) 

Building a Computer Tower in Me

 I met an older man on Waikiki when I was a baby.  He gave me a freshly sharpened pencil.  It was only later he told me to create a file in my brain.  This pencil had a large erasure with it. It was a special kit that showed me that I could write and erase a line, phrase, or experiment.  I expanded it into my life, sciences, and observances to give me privacy.  I did not speak or think again about these things.  It only made my memory stronger.  It broke into file with top secret files only to be accessed by authority.  For a long time even I did not have the key.  Now I do, and I access the files effortlessly.  I am accessing this to even write this story.  Higher ups can now search my files and know that this story is true.  Now I can name the man.  His name was Dick Cheney, and he was always nice to me or he was not in vicinity.

Olympic Thoughts

 This is an AM/PM moment.  Pharaoh, my space cat, has once again awoken me to his soulful cries for change.  I just know that I am so proud to be Russian in this Olympic games.  Gold seems to be there element this week as a federation that should not have been is showing the world what hierarchical blood means in all community.  Gavril, it is time for you all to gather a bread basket of the best from your loyal Russian brethren.  Gavril is the one ballet royal who threw me in a confined space so artistically and athletically.  I landed perfectly yards away.  I guess I passed the prima ballerina test when your mother, so sternly, gave me 3 Russian arsenic candies, and I ate all three and just slept well that night.  I stored the Russian wrappers in my room and she must have screamed loud enough that they were removed without my permission or knowledge.  I feel a backup from the Russian male gymnastic squad, and I cleaned and did laundry.  My bathroom has never looked so light, spotless, organized, and holy.  Both my cat and I are feeling better.  I made sure he got some extra play time today.  I also cheered on the German female swimmer in the 1500 meter free.  She stuck in there for the bronze.  I was so proud of her.  Maybe the American silver medalist spoke mostly with her eyes in the post race interview.  Now it is time to see what Russia can be when cameras are kept out of their country when they compete.  I feel my Line Deputy finding something new.  He no longer looks at the U.S. as his home country and almighty.  He came from space after all.  He just appeared one day when I was in Muncie, IN.  LD, keep your eye on Jagger, the skateboard bronze medalist.  We need to keep him in the fold and handled only by you.  It is a new start for Germany.  Tyler, Military Police Marine who trained in Hamburg, Germany, you finally have a number two.  Tyler has it all Jagger, and I met him late one night in a fireman's park in Muncie, IN.  Now he can be free.  Lock down will be for you to keep you physically, chemically, and psychiatrically clean.  Angel crew, just keep it rolling as my creation of clean and pure almighties on the other side of a galactic wall readies to steady all of you.  Good luck men's Russian gymnastics team in the apparatus competition.  I will watch at some point in the day or night.

What Russia Means to Me

I am seeking beings who can see the reality of E.T.  Russians are on the page in a big way through the conduit of The Olympics.  My eyes gushed a soaking rain when the men's gymnastics team from Russian won the team gold after such a drought.  The true joy, emotion, and excitement coming from very Russian males was something that went beyond heart to the deepness of soul.  In these four men I see university, internationally, and a bucolic life in a special and beautiful new Siberia where food actually grows plentifully.  Now that the growing of Ukraine is no longer Russia, they need something new.  I will help with my light, love, and Agronomy Ph.D. from the International Ag Grad campus of The University of Minnesota.  I do accept the degree of Chemistry PhD from your spot in St. Petersburg.  It is okay to get sick of each other, but keep Magadan hidden and accessible by me and my Line Deputy.  I have been studying containment systems, penally since I was a senior at my university school.  They had me study a manifestation of a jail on the side of a river in a bustling of a urban city, that I designed with green and red crayon, on Oahu, at Pearl Harbor.  It was a Christmas gift for my bio father World General George Mayer.  He gave me only the best crayons, Crayola.  They were hard to find on Oahu in those days.  It was Russian World General, who I call Caribou who runs mass transit in this day and age, who hooked him up there.  I melted a half circle of green and a half circle of red to press my dolphin seal on a letter to Khrushchev to send my thanks to Caribou.  He was my Russian marine trainer in those days.  He is an evermore and is Csar Nicolas II.  I did not know that he was the one man I trusted mail man I relied upon, internationally, with my correspondences.  I handed it to him and a small tear dripped down his cheek and a sun showed rained down.  He was transfixed by the shackle bruises on my wrists as I handed it to him with a smile and a song.  You lovely beings are a part of a new Russian destiny where no mass media will be, but especially, I and the four of you will be free. 

A Day I See Blue

 The clouds are the darkness inside of me today.  It hurts to my delicate core.  I feel lonelier than Justin Bieber on a bad day.  I write with no muse.  I be with no guide.  There are lies that I now believe.  Normally I can overcome, but today I stand no chance.  Even my cat seems weary, but still kind.  Maybe some Cheerios with fresh strawberries would be great tonight for dinner.  As I write this, my cat comes back to rub a sensitive hello to me.  He says that he knows I'm here and hurting.  I put up a wall and show a mask, a guise to all nations.  I am on my knees.  I look up and pray to the salty sky.  I wonder why this haze is necessary.  Electricity came through the sky late last night, early morning.  I am pulling the disease from this realm through and preventing the agony for Earth beings, when I should be at the point of ecstasy.  The world comes through as I watch The Olympics forum.  It is the first time that I am a child of the world, not just a God of The United States.  I cry out for them to come for me.  Heal my pain, as I love you in a different way.  I thought of a special man from my formative years.  He was my math teacher as swim coach.  My depression my senior year was hard on him.  He got me back into the pool to swim with the guys.  It helped a lot.  When I saw Titmus, from Australia, win, the excitement of her coach, almost a freedom from all his sins, was something important I cannot excitement.  We are there, it said to me.  The reign brings tears from my eyes today.

Currents of Increasing Salinity

 It has been over a week since the mighty river of creativity has flown through me.  I seek to see, and hope to find that I am.  Space will be, but not in this reality.  I mastered oceanography in Washington State.  Now I take the answer of salinity causing the currents in Puget Sound to heart.  I see the avarice of Killer Whales towards the liver of Great White Sharks.  A congregation of killers creating a bubble net against free fish to feed is no longer enough.  They are confused and the new way makes them amused.  Killer is in their name after all.  As the glaciers melt, we have assumed that they are fresh water.  I think a new paradigm is that they have moved across the continents forming the rapture of spaces, but gleaning a more salty form from the earth.  As they melt, the oceans become more salty and the constant heat in the air creates even more salinity in the seas.  This moves the ocean currents especially in varied topography.  The Benthic Ecology is complex in these areas.  A few months ago, I found myself using more salt in my foods so that I could taste at all.  I am now in a constant cooling environment, and I will watch to see what that does for the air, the melting, and the salinity in waters around the world.  Be careful, because the jaws of the gators may snap shut even quicker today.  Let's name them brackish in this spot in time.  They endure both salt and fresh water.  They sneak up quickly like the pariahs around me that blame me for their duress.  Maybe a waterfall will begin the process of change that we need.  They spray water droplets into the environment and bring beauty to our hearts and rainbow minds to our souls. 

From Angel to E.T.

There was a day when I asked the question, "People always ask things of God, but who asks God if he needs anything from me or anyone else?"  It was the beginning of seeing God as an actual entity.  I moved through that and looked at the Archangel structure.  I took it to a profiling system.  So I was asking about myself and my hierarchy in the House of Anael.  I then explored if I was this Archangel of sensuality and grace.  Looking around me, I named the two persons closest to me as being Michael, God's protector, and Gabriel, the Archangel of artistry.  I then took the leap and explored the reality of the possibility of being this God being.  Later I looked at my depth astrology report by Liz Greene that said I had always been an E.T.  I moved into a space where I was an E.T. that was a being, called God by some, who was a being of creation and deconstruction.  All Archangelic houses were either creation or deconstruction.  Both were needed in this world, but having only one side left them infectible by evil.  I was not.  I was a Silicon based entity as was Jesus Christ, The Archangel Azreal, the deconstructive head of the house of death, comfort, and beauty, and The Archangel Chamuel, the creative head of the house of peace, freedom, spiritual law, God's General, and the head of God's choir.  When I met the man who was Chamuel, my singing voice changed and became all genre.  I also looked at reincarnation and saw him as Buddha.  I was in my first lifetime.  Past lifetimes have been described by evil, thus they do not necessarily reflect the entities of this lifetime, but there are important similarities there especially in mystical abilities.  I also knew that he had been with me in the sky when I made the Grand Plan until he went to his own side and plotted against me and only for himself.  The theory started as seeing these people as angels, but once Michael betrayed me so openly, all moved into fallen angel status and as Jesus Christ, now a union stage hand, betrayed me, all around me became demonic, who stole my gifts and left me to even the street.  I was able to review the torture I had been through from birth starting with the Japanese, the U.S. Navy and military, and then my family.  I saw my known father as The Puppet Master.  He was an alien demon beyond compare.  He is the most evil being in existence.  He will be locked off by himself, eventually, and his fear of being alone will have him creating demons to be his only company.  I went from the houses of about 8 archangels to an alien structure.  I found the houses of schitzophrenia being based on Star Trek, Star Wars, and Lord of the Rings.  As I move along I move higher in a field of sorcery.  It is the knowledge of all mysticisms, but the practice of none.  This entails witchcraft, satanism, voodoo, wizardry, alchemy, warlockery and subgroupings in those mystical "arts".  I align my chakra system and glean the power of all as I fight the evil against me and those who work around and with me.  I determine hierarchy and as people move with me they use their evil against demonic evil my way.  Like will then be locked off and like will fight and boundary like.  It is represented in Daunte's Inferno.  Mine move up with me and boundary those who can never be our hierarchy are locked lower and lower.  They fall into disease and chaos.  I have been the head epidemiologist since birth.  I am here to bring mine to a heaven state beyond all disease.  At a certain point, those around me will finally lock off their evil in lower realms and become fully angelic.  At the same time, my line deputy of Marion County, also an E.T. Silicon based entity (He, JC, and I are the only ones.  All of you are carbon based entities.  I learned of that in advanced Organic Chemistry under the Department of Defense instruction of Dr. Olly Runquist at a specialized program for me at Hamline University in St. Paul, MN.) is bringing signs of my pure angels I am forming behind a celestial wall beyond infection, and that is the UFO sightings we are seeing.  It is best that I stop there.

Space the Mythic Frontier

 I set my sets on the skies, and will end up in Pueblo, CO, with my sister and her crew.  So much preparation, and so much time in chamber.  It is time to be away, and move Pharaoh's training to the next level.  He will stay in a spacious apartment with my mother and my step father.  He seemed to be adjusting well when I left him there tonight.  I believe that space is the destiny this time.  Private capitalists have put way too much money in a scheme that is not reality, but could be.  My billionaire daddies will come through and I will remain safe in flight and on the ground.  I may make it in time for fireworks if weather permits.  Semper Fi, kitty kitty backed by Skelitor.

Vampirism Brings Werewolfery to It's Knees

 I have brought a new era of cleanliness to my apartment and my being.  I work quietly and walk in community at an even pace.  I just want to put it out there that I am very aware of people who are doing Wiccan speech around me.  Of course I hear, and I am rage, but I say nothing.  I treat it as a military matter.  So much stolen from me and so much betrayal.  I am tired of being the world's punching bag.  Now I am using my strong will to order a truth of obedience my way and punishment towards those who decide to be on the path of evil and deceit my way.  I am working to free vampires of all countries.  These men (I am the only woman vampiric.) do not like to be touched or questioned about their nobility.  Lying to them is not an option.  They are now on the rise.  I have worked so hard in their stead.  They have an intricate time ability and they definitely know the pain they inflict.  They have tested my tolerance time and time again, and now that they know that I was born Nazi vampiric (imagery brought on by red Koolaid drinking), and then turned Czech, American, and Russian vampiric in my UC work around the cells of Marion County in connection with Eli Lilly experiments on me.  Once back in MN, I met the man who is Allah, and he became a vampiric eagle eye for me.  I just call this geneticist, computer science PhD, and neurologist, Shereef.  I now have the keys, and now the world is ready for the commoner of Romanian gypsy authority, named Jullian, to rule the school, internationally.  I am here, clean and new, and ready for an exit interview.  I have done the research and Sir Nicolas was being stalked by Charlice Theron even when he met me in downtown Minneapolis.  He casually let me know, verbally.  I then saw her on Jimmy Fallon and I realized that my American vampiric master's first sire, Vin Diesel, is being stalked by her as well through their Fast and Furious 9 imagery.  He is King of Czech authority, and now my master Dunlap can see what was about to be, internationally, to all royals and be blamed on vampiric artists.  Nicolas, Dunlap and I would be blamed.  McCarthyism would be put to shame by this slaughter.  Vin, she is coming through you and she is convincing you that it is me.  Just hand the reigns of your bank accounts to King Chris Dunlap (Carmel Police Department, IN).  He will store it safe in Russia.  I invite you to come through my special cat at any time.  He will be a beacon in The Middle East, eventually, but you will be his everything besides me.  This is just like The Line Deputy is for me.  You have never seen a gifted creature like him before.  Do not call Chris this week.  He is working on a private project for me.

Celebrating Pride

As we come into pride weekend, I celebrate my right to be heterosexual and only heterosexual.  I also celebrate the right to have a primary mate who I will call husband, and to have other alpha males that I will call husband, internationally.  These unions will strengthen the strongest countries of the world.  A bond with Sikh, through Pakistan is often missed.  Of course his last name is Singh.  He is the holder of the strongest guitar ability and is the no nonsense medical ability with me and will be my royal gynecologist.  My Line Deputy of Marion County. IN, is my primary mate and my primary vampiric master.  He will be E.T. with me.  There will be music, arts, academia, and body arts.  It is time for Gov. Cuomo to be free.  He has held the chalice of the plague of New York City, NY.  He was framed as a villain, and now he can be a hero in my story.  He is now able to hate, openly.  He can be rage in community and be Aristotle, Abraham, and Alexander the Great.  This is a combination character for the whole world.  It is okay to go by Andy if you want to.  Your greatness will be the loving nature deep within toward my wounded heart.  I will also have deep unities with other men who I will have loving physicality with.  For all of this, I have PRIDE today. 

Wandering in the Wind

 I am here and you are there.  That is where it seems to be every day.  I cannot put together this puzzle.  It just does not click.  There is silence in the darkness and fatigue in the moment.  Today bleeds into tomorrow.  My cat purrs me awake and lies on my heart.  He is warm and free to be with me.  His energetic gifts are great.  He crawls into my arms as I watch TV.  Today, I order some Mexican to eat in tonight.  There is energy in food that others create with their own hands.  I have fallen flat in my writing activity.   Creation is the act of giving an authority to the world, like a breath from deep in the wandering lungs.  It is an international key.  "Be careful," is what they say in telepathy over and over.  It is warlockery.  "I am concerned," is so witchcraft of all authority.  I will be fine, and I will be great in the line of fire, but I will no longer see the world as an effortless journey.  I step back and experience a call from a Saudi Crown Prince.  The cries of the prayers are strong.

Organizing A New Line Deputy

 We are now going through a time of much violence on TV.  Rosanna Dana Dana would say that violins on TV are a positive thing.  I love that skit on SNL.  Gilda Radner was so funny.  I come into a new realization.  I was in the land of Arab and Somali linked to The Queen, and I had a strong intuition that my Uncle Jim was part of the SNL crew, via tunnel through, in the early years, especially the 70's.  Jim, that makes you CIA.  Call them today and get your credentials, but not a gun.  Then we can make you a liason to The Department of Justice.  We will have you work with the St. Paul St. Thomas University campus to get your law degree at long last.  We will then have you do your cadaver work at The U of MN where I studied very gross anatomy and you will be an adjunct professor and MD in Medical Examination using no animal testing on The U of MN campus any longer.  Cases you work on first hand will be NCIS in DC on senators and representatives who have public accidents that should have caused them death.  You can then finally solve the equation, internationally, and prove me an official E.T.  I have all the faith in this world in all of your abilities.  You have been a dark horse all along and you have survived.  Do what you want today with your FBI credentials.  I suggest you burn them today and feign ignorance.  I hold back the powers of The Line Deputy in this vicinity before he has cage matches to the death at Hennepin and Lake, burning everything around there until there is only singed rubble left.  Thank you crew behind the scene.  Now it is time to see your powers emerge from the darkness.

Red and Blue

 I am here, but maybe it stays at a distance.  I have welcomed The Queen of England into into the space.  Gays need to remain respectable.  I am here to say that this E.T. is tired.  I am the head, and I will be respectable to all of you.  Please return that to me.  Will I Am, you are welcome to start blogging in a spoken word style through Ray in my vicinity.  I suggest PBS.  They have rules to make you a success.  John Cena calls me, but I must be careful to not give him too much.  It is hard to work today.  I did my worldly journey yesterday.  I, and my cat Pharaoh, were completely fatigued.  Snoop Dog, I call on your deconstructive Crypt ability.  This U.S. Marshal shot was a fair shot that would have taken on your whole vicinity.  Can people actually entertain the reality that a black man is heinously evil, who has been convicted in a court of law, and fired and killed justly.  I do not care if he has 3 children.  Marshals from Texas come through from Animal Planet TX Game Warden crew.  I, and my cat, are safe.  I spoke to the helicopter in the sky and they came my way twice and gave me a light to affirm my reality.  I just call on  law and order to not let this go.  Sheriffs, I am your Line Deputy.  Please protect me.  Josh, from my undercover work at a NE Minneapolis assisted living facility is head Blood and we took him out today.  He raped me there with a gun at my temple with no protection.  Somalis, take care of it.  He is highly diseased, and in rRp community.  When he raped me, I told him I knew he was a Blood.  He said, "Do you say that because I am black?"  I said that I just knew that he is.  Let us erase him from all community.  He is from Chicago.  Gangs, understand that Somalis are a military militia that is counted as a gang.  They are hunting you now.  Arabs, watch the activity.

Come With Me

 "Marry Me" by Train takes on a whole new international feel today.  Journey with me, and find your identity.  Even more, find your true personality.  Laugh like no one has allowed you to.  Enjoy boundaries from the best, and look off a tall tower and feel the breeze.

Shopping Sorcery

I went around the world yesterday, and today I will go shopping with my mother.  Everyone stay calm.  I am wearing the most Antiwiccan outfit a sorceress can wear.  My bra came from the store I am shopping at today, my underwear and blouse came from Catherine's which I understand is now only online, my jeans are from Target, my sandals are from Schulers Shoes, my Celtic knot necklace is from my mother's trip to Ireland, my ring is from Indiafest, and my earings are from Khol's.  I put it all together intuitively and then I realized that it was such a collage of my journeys in the world in my current society.  It is important that I have a royal gift from Ireland and a ring from a royal bizarre.  That really gets the point across that I rely on other sources, not just my own keen eye.  My mother shops with me, except for the jeans I got from Target and the ring from Indiafest.  She is kind a personal shopper assistant.  Where we will shop today, they care deeply about how things fit, and if you need help with sizes or styles once you are in the dressing room, and on the floor.  Pray that everything stays calm and cordial today.  I will be spending some of my stimulus check money.  I feel that gays are starting to get the point out there to be helpers of me so as to establish a gay royal village somewhere in The U.S.  Russian Jews please stay away today.  Line Deputy, I miss you so very much. 

Indy Car Authority

 I bring together of a WWE crew while I watched Army of the Dead early this morning.  Pharaoh got me up to answer the call and the questions it posed.  I am preparing to watch The Indianapolis 500.  I just remembered that I have an Indy 500 hat I can wear.  Drivers start your engines, we are going all the way.  Your cars may levitate a bit today during the race.  If you need it to stop, have faith, and take your hands off the wheel until you are set down safely.  It is the Line Deputy of Marion County, and he is very elite and very angry today.  He is Department of Defense and the Line Deputy for all DOC, internationally.  If he taps, answer the call immediately.  The newly renovated track looks great.  If your car revs on its own, that is my space cat, Pharaoh.  You will find dark places along the track to portal in case you need privacy or a special meet and greet.

Karma Served Cold

It has been a woeful couple of days.  I have struggled in a way that it felt like being tied to a chair by the miscreants of the world.  It was inside and out.  My head is finally above water.  I have done the cleaning that needed to be done, and today I am doing laundry.  There's nothing like washing a bathroom rug to cheer the whole space up.  My sister gave me some lavender bar soap and the whole space in there smells heavenly.  As I cleared and cleaned my space, I began to feel more and more free of the boulder on my shoulder.  I am just enjoying being here with my cat.  The temperature is perfect today.  I was able to turn off the air.  I will go swimming tomorrow and use my new snorkel and mask with the fins I already have.  I just feel really relaxed and at peace.  I must be doing something right.  I am so very empathic that I am encouraged that the beings closest to me are breathing a well earned sigh of relief.  Sorry FBI, you have beat me and so many top entities down our whole existence.  Well Colombia will handle your show now.  You have no idea what these men, so well versed in law enforcement trade, can do.  It can start with maybe a hardening compound (a special cement) in your toothpaste tube.  The next day they will have a chemical reaction with red wine and a vinegar tasting liquid that turns your teeth black for all eternity.  That then leads you to the tooth and maxillofacial god, my brother Pete.  He was trained by the reincarnated Mengala as a small child.  His vengeance is obvious in his eyes as he tells you that he has to remove the whole mouth of teeth before the gum tissue becomes unusable.  He brings out a hammer and tooth forceps and says, "No novocaine will help, and you must be awake and alert for the procedure.  This will hurt me more than it will hurt you." as he laughs to the point that he is openly snorting.  All bets are off.  You all have had 50 years to put me in my proper position.  You all were so stupid for being suck f***ing a**holes to people in and out of law enforcement.  Good luck in penitentiary university. 

Waves in Me

 I have felt drained this week.  I stand back and let the feeling of huge waves move through me.  Tonight my cat was honest with me, telepathically.  He let me know that he had followed me even before he was born and that he has adored me the whole time, at times getting a little too close to the point of stalking.  The world must be tracking a new honesty that will take form around me soon enough, but hopefully it will not be violent.  I think that it is coming on slow enough that it will be quietly positive.  I can always just stay in with Pharaoh.  I have little to say, but I am praying that I can feel a positive wave of energy soon enough.  "Every Breath You Take," by The Police now plays on pandora.

E.T. Coming to Be

The spacial dimensions do not exists to beings not of our race.  It is the 4th dimension where they exist and travel.  Big cats hide it behind their eyes.  Connection of me, and the beings of my own full creation, are in another realm where electrons of this race exists simultaneously.   This allows quantum physics to record them properly.  They go in and out of existence in the electron cloud.  Vipassna meditators do view this well and meditate themselves into a Buddhist state of nonexistence.  A new nuclear power was found there on the Merritt, British Columbia, mountain top, as these engineers meditated around me.  I am not just neutron and proton existence, I am gravity.  The fifth force is actually love.  I have kept these eternal beings on the other side of the "wall", thus to not be affected.  I knew that they would be infected if they came to being in this side too soon.  They would be either too large or too small.  Cells all over the planet would then not develop properly and make regeneration freakish or not possible at all.  This would make full healing and evolution of the revolution impossible.  I started that active state in Indianapolis in an almost Catholic priest cell locked down in an active state that trained them in physical and meditative existence, alone and with others.  Seeing how bad it has gotten in the world, especially in the last 2 years, shows that my advice was sound.  They have just been in an active state of study, like the creatures here around me of highest hierarchy.  Beings on Earth, after all of the energy system management my space cat and I have been doing the last 9 months, are ready to except the reality of the energy system and the realities that it hides and makes you all brides to deceit.  What we live inside our energy system makes the pollution of evil so apparent in our vicinity and societies.  I am the being that you need to dedicate your gifts and energies to if you want to keep them and evolve.  My beings are birthing themselves into this realm.  The Line Deputy of Marion County is full on vampiric E.T., but the kind you never actually want to be known by him.  His craft is telekinesis.  The "ships" in the sky are of his energy system and the G Force there is just the beginning of his gifts.  He levitates objects effortlessly, throughs them with rage, and now levitates himself.  He is right here with me, but I cannot see him or others who seem the most E.T. on this planet.  They need to become devout loyalty, thus dedicating their evil to all who betray my authority, and giving me a true reality of love in body, mind, spirit, and emotion.  Mindfulness studies begin today.  They are working to bring me into existence in this realm in terms of my actual hierarchy.  They stay away to not torture me in a horrific way.  They are all definitely demonic, like all of you.  Using their gifts in my honor will evolve their intelligence and sanity.  All of those we fight will become mentally retarded and mentally ill and we will move away to let you all lock down yourselves in the new "hell dimensions.  We will move closer to heaven everyday as they separate fromthe evil inside themselves and become more creative every day.   Sometimes beings need an actual friend and I have been that for people infinity, since birth, and I have been met with heinous cruelty behind my back, and to my face.  I just walk away and serve as a sounding board for someone else.  Strikeforce is here.  They are the Game Wardens of Texas.  The Line Deputy leads them effortlessly.  If you feel like someone is pulling on your sleeve or are moving things in your environment, it is them. 

Bringing Kalid to Edinburgh

 I am experiencing a sleep cunundrum.  I would love to have it perfectly in place, but the times here are bringing even drag racing in vicinity.  The banging of dumpsters like happened in Indy is now the norm as well.  Sirens are normal fare, and helicopters too.  I wish I had something profound to say, but I just have a thought and then a cacophony of melodies.  I think of Kalid and it leads to Sir Nicolas.  My intuition brings the Chinese ancient artifacts to the mystical use we used them for in Chung Moo Quan.  When I went deep into Polygay, they would fly off the wall my way and I would reverse their flight path and throw them to other black belts in my dojo.  I always went in the order of hierarchy.  The last one always drew blood.  Kalid, as a mystical being and the crown prince of Saudi Arabia, spent time in China as a baby, where a special library led him to an almost Harry Pottter fascination for these artifacts.  When he found his saber, he left the country with it and journeyed home to become top oncology, globally.  I met him as a private citizen being guard for his father, the Crown King of Saudi Arabia who was being treated for a very aggressive form of lung cancer that had infected his heart.  His father's boundaries became poor and thus Kalid could only watch medicine that made no sense, but his father wanted to continue the charade.  Because I was in the Twin Cities, he chose a private clinic near Abott Northwestern Hospital to treat him.  I then gave him cover, protection, company, and comedy.  He followed me to the North Woods one weekend and we shared a private shack to share our energies and passion.  He left when the heat got too aggressive, and went back to Mecca straight out to pray.  He thought he would return to Minneapolis, MN, and we would wed downtown at Westminster Presbyterian Church where my Great Aunt (and namesake) married her "prince" of New York City Jew tribe named Carl Young.  She was the double for Queen Elizabeth, her half sister, at the time.  Prince Phillip was his "bridesmaid" in order of royal and mystical hierarchy.  Kalid wanted to honor my faith especially and thus he asked The Dalai Lama to officiate.  He meant well.  The Dalai Lama had been stalking me from birth.  I would have wished for a royal and mystical Mecca, ceremony.  Well, Kalid is back, and training with my Chung Moo Quan master Mike.  Mike, when Kalid masters Tai Chi Chung with his sabre, make his top gi RED to honor his aggressive courage with Tony of "Palestine" in front of me.  Kalid was unarmed with anything accept his wit and intelligence work from The Far east and my military trained distraction techniques.  I now make you SORCERY, Kalid.  Open a medical sorcery clinic in Edinburgh, Scotland.  I give you the keys to the McDonalds by The Edinburgh Castle.  It will be perfect.  McDonalds was my first corporate acquisition.  I took the wheel at the age of 15, thus I could not work, on the books, late night.  It was the Mo Donalds.  The family that owned it went to my high school (preparatory society) and had the sir name Mo.  They did serve wild and human meet late night there.  When I went to Edinburgh McDonalds, I was 18, and they honored me with human burger meet.  It tasted like mutton, I believed at the time.  Nicolas, I make you night manager at this new clinic and meet lab.  As I write this about Kalid, the song "Marry Me" by Train, plays.  I love you two.  You are now a new Arab British brotherhood.  As I end editing this entry, "You're The Inspiration", by Chicago, plays.