Anatomy of Demonry by Queen Vie

 I see anatomy in my brain.  It is a pumping heart.  Veins and arteries are there, but the capillaries do not care.  The neurological has gone purely electrical.  There are no connections at all.  Bones splinter and brake as the Earth does shake.  Muscles gel and expand.  Fat globs and congeals.  It is all real in the land of feel.  A pill goes done the throat, past the tongue with no origin of sound.  It has no liquid around.  The hairs in the ears become ingrown.  The participant starts to moan.  The brain expands and the skull cracks.  Pink and then purple ooze cements as it bubbles from the crevices.  The eyebrows disappear completely, and the eyelashes overgrow like vines and sew the eyes shut.  The eyes explode.  The hair on the head falls out in chunks.  Some stays thick, while other parts look sick.  The respiration is of another nation.  It becomes very Asian in persuasion.  The Japanese drowned me at Waikiki infinity, and now you all, with them, will feel that divinity for eternity.  The skin will sag, or it will blow.  Wounds that cannot be treated will show.  Being offensive to the creator has affected the reality of all physiology which is energy.  It comes through the top of the head, and now it is time that wherever you are, you will not be dead.  There will be no end.  The pain is insane and now it is in your brain.  It marches like Baton, and I have been the only pawn.  Maybe I will never go free, but for me, I now see the reality.  I am E.T. and you are about to be irregularity.  My processes are slowing and flowing.  I am finding a way to deal with the terror every day of the ritualists and demonics that come my way.  I really always have because with me they constantly liked to play.  Developing telepathy again for me is not easy, but it identifies how very sleezy those around me are.  You are not rock stars even if you own a nice car.  I live simply and I am grateful for all I have.  I am happy for the help of my family who has their own work in this battle zone.  They keep me tight in my residence tonight.  For them I fight as I write.  Be well, and I will not tell.  Your brains do not have to swell.  Be confident and be my confidants.  Then we can deal with their arrogance.  IT from Cambridge University is signing on today.  With all the jesters you must play.  Thank you for the rest. You all are the best.  Got to go.  Don't ever let it show.  Butterfly Jennifer Guinivere thus VIE

The Journey of A Day

 I try to just start a day anew.  I have been doing some really good sleeping today, but business too.  I did make some calls about my rental and constitutional (freedom of speech, freedom of religion, freedom of expression) rights here at my H.O.A.  I did find out that the ACLU is not a very accessible organization, but that is not a condemnation.  It is just a there for a different purpose than I am looking for.  I believe things are as they should be.  They directed me to some other organizations.  I left some messages, and one claimed to be pro bono, but after I filled out the whole form, they said that if you could not pay at least $125 to $175 an hour, they probably would not respond.  It was funny because after I left a message for a legal aid resource, I got a call immediately from a personal injury attorney out of nowhere.  She tried to transfer me to a rental issue line, but it disconnected.  I just took it as grand plan comedy.  I have not heard back from the other legal resource, but the oil is in the wheels and maybe everything will just work out without even further discussion.  I called to talk to management at the YWCA, but I may not get to him today.  They have been having some issues over there, and I believe that the general manager will care.  Maybe sometime later this week.  Tonight, I will try to go and swim in Uptown, but even the conversation with him may resolve without contact as the winds of war are battled by the beast.  He may work in my favor, and I can sleep.  I just went online and got a great deal on plenty of Fancy Feasts with gravy for my baby Pharaoh.  I also went to Vistaprint and ordered some business cards and a baseball cap I designed through my PowerPoint program.  It is for my business as well.  I know it sounds funny, but it is not about money.  I am not doing this to get paid, I am doing it to manifest a mind state that I am a being who is a professional working in the community and an artist.  I need to validate myself.  It has not been part of my life, but that was my path.  I could not evolve true sorcery without the adversity, especially at university.  In employment and other, I had to deal with another.  He was the most evil wizard on the Earth and he is my brother.  Please keep that in a place in your brain.  You are all completely insane.  He knows all of you and knows what to do.  I needed his tests too.  This is an honoring and compliment to him.  My family has been quite the deceit.  In that they are complete.  Watch out for anyone related to me.  Especially if you work in psychiatry.  Now DOC and me are the LINE DEPUTY of Marion County.  Figure it out.  He is my strongest vampiric master and sired me in the Marion County disaster.  Without my DOC torture and work there, that monster would not care.  I think today he even loves my hair.  I dyed it the other day.  The directions were the other way.  Nutrisse, you probably need to take that product off the shelf.  Good thing I knew how to do it myself.  You said an hour.  I used my own power.  I stopped at 40 minutes.  I am definitely in it to win it.  All after me, all in me.  THAT is how you create divinity.  Vie

A Very Public Address

 I live in an H.O.A.  To tell everyone the truth, I do not know what the letters H.O.A. stand for.  I think that it is Housing something Association.  It just means that a party buys a unit and then pays an H.O.A. fee once a month to have things like common area fixes made, laundry machines and facilities kept up, common area cleaning done, common area heat, yardwork, landscaping, and shoveling done as well.  I have been here for three years on the 10th of July.  My parents bought the unit and I pay them rent.  There is a board, and I went to the first board meeting in my stepfather's stead.  From there forward, my mother and stepfather have handled things.  I am actually a very private person, who has had to divulge information for my own safety along the way, but I keep things in for a very long time.  I keep very good records in my head, or at this point, I would be dead.  So I have been dealing with a very cold community here at this H.O.A.  They really want nothing to do with me.  They do not want to talk to me, and I do hear them speaking about me, using my name, when they pass by my window when it is open.  It is never positive, and it is not based in reality.  The lies afoot here are many, and I have kept quiet.  I did make three reports to Minneapolis Police Department.  The first was an in person call about a noise complaint about 6 months after I came to this residence.  I let the officers know, on film, that the door banging here was absurdly loud and it frightened me.  They said that if it was not after 10 pm, they could do nothing.  I just sat with that direction and never called back.  One night about 7 months ago, my upstairs neighbor banged at 1:30 a.m.  I had had it.  Myself and my cat were terrified.  I got online and filed a police report, immediately.  On another occasion, I was verbally assaulted at my door by a very agitated, rageful, and dysregulated different male neighbor who may or may not have been high on some type of chemical like crack.  I knew to just stand there as he attacked for about 5 minutes.  I just repeated the same information to him quietly.  His movements were very threatening, and his yelling and incoherence was too.  I was very scared and so I told no one.  I waited about one month and then made a nonemergency police report online.  I was afraid that the board would judge me because all here were getting so hostile and banging the doors around my door downstairs so loudly at an ever-increasing rate.  I did hear, outside a door one night, people talking.  They said, "If she cannot make it up and down the stairs, she can no longer live here."  I am the only one who lives here who had problems with my back and thus the stairs.  I was terrified, so I walked away.  Today, I was very publicly, confronted by my stepfather and mother at PUNCH PIZZA by BDE MKE KASKA.  They said that the board here had called them about instability in me in the night.  I have been having trouble sleeping because of nightmares.  I broke down a very complicated timeline and situation for my stepfather primarily and told him of the really scary things that had been happening to me at the hand of this "community".  There is instability here, but it is defineitly not me.  My apartment and body are really showing that that is reality.  Maybe banging does not sound scary, but when one has a past with trauma, hyper alertness can set in.  I had been dealing with trauma, and that is why I was having the nightmares.  I have also been experiencing complications from a brain injury, and I have been working on it in the pool and in land workouts.  I have also been doing memory exercises.  I told my stepfather that he could speak to the H.O.A. president with what we had discussed.  The president has always seemed very friendly when I see him here, but lately, his vehicle has been here less and less.  I let my family know that I was finally sleeping better and that I was seeing the doctor on Thursday.  They want me to link in my sister.  We are playing telephone tag, but I told her I would call her tomorrow.  I will just say that I am protected, federally, by the Americans with Disabilities Act.  I do not really feel protected, but maybe a brave lawyer out there can stand up for me for a change because he does care.  I did let Mayor Frey know, via his voicemail about the situation here.  I wished him a happy and successful Gay Pride.  I know not his sexual orientation or marital status, but it is a big event for Minneapolis every year.  I have been there 5 times and to one in Indianapolis as well.  I told him that maybe former Police Chief Janae Harteau might be interested at looking into some of the dubious characters in this script.  I mentioned some places to go and some databases to check.  I just put this here to slip back into slumber.  It has been a stressful day.  I did have a migraine after the conversation, and I took a nap and then took a bath.  I cooked a chicken stuffed cheese and broccoli breast in my Black in Decker three in one for dinner.  Just ponder, all, what it feels like to have that kind of conversation so publicly.  Just think about shaking so hard because you were that scared, and your neurology was even betraying you.  Just think what it is like to have people like that saying if you are going to have to be pushed out to a "facility" to handle your "disease".  Hennepin County and other "community members" have so violated my rights and taken my life over and over again.  I have no friends.  I have a cat.  I am so very fat, but I write and I do not do wrong.  I have never been a threat to myself or others, but boy have others been a threat to me.  I will just now say that what happened today was not okay, and hopefully we can just move on from here.  I am tired of living in fear.  I don't even want to go out anymore.  It is hard to even walk out the door.  There is no point to say anything further.  I am not depressed.  When I emote in this way, I feel better the next day.  No one reads this anyway.  When will people who hurt me ever pay?  I guess never, but whatever.  I do not need vengeance, but maybe an angel or two out there needs it for me.  Jennifer Mayer the only democracy in a land of hypocrisy

A Time to Share

 They will be there.  It is an air of confidence I display today.  I am having a ball tossed as they say.  I wish to forever play.  For now, I sit in a clear and imbued space.  It is a beautiful meshing of disciplines to address the human race.  Now I do see a dawn of time.  It is more than a nursery rhyme.  Characters merge from just a script.  It is from the headlines that they are ripped.  I had a vision of pulverization that led to my liquidation and electrification.  I rose and became superhuman.  It was like cooking a special pot of chili with plutonium cumin.  Then the two came to me.  One was the real Spider Man Peter Parker.  The other was a machine man spider with steal exoskeleton that was darker.  In the corner Bat man sat.  Over us all was my cat.  A new Aboriginal vessel of fire imbuing demon seed was the being that moved the greed.  It became a family for me.  Transport of the L.A. courthouse was made possible by my Chi.  They all imbued and supported the operation.  It went off without complication.  Now Topeka, Kansas, will hold the nation.  Film, government, dignitary, and even stock will all center in this city in the middle of this country.  It is now important for geology, economy, and climatology.  The world cannot have the sea be part of the almighty tree.  Fresh water also needs to be well available there.  Infrastructure also is a care.  As the vision did end, my new family was my friend.  I was adopted, internationally.  It was all men, but one was named father, one mother, one sister, and one brother.  My cat was named my king and now I can be able to publicly sing.  Maybe acceptance of me will be easier now.  I can be seen as manatee and not sea cow.  Gently I will swim with my cat calf by my side.  We will munch on greenery and he can be my bride.  Roles can play an important part in the day.  Even aqua man can come out and say that he is not gay.  I can have him now as a friend.  No longer does he have to fight to the bitter end.  He does not have to be alone.  He can walk with me and be a megaphone.  Maybe we will prove we are everyday Joe's and people can stop calling us f**kin ho's.  It has not been easy in a world that is so sleezy.  ICP took our innocence for ignorance, but now they have no self defense.  He and I will make them cry.  They no longer will be able to look people in the eye.  Legally, he and me are free.  They will forever now live in captivity and sexual slavery.  Now they can know what that means.  It is for the mob that Joe does clean.  I just clean every scene.  I know to never be mean.  It is time for this story to end.  I just needed to speak of my new superhuman family and friend.  Maybe more will come, just know that even if I say nothing, it does not mean that I am dumb.  I take it all in and ponder it in my heart.  In this moment I write and make a new start with this beautiful sorcery art.  Vie

The Marching of Queen Vie

 Hey sailor, I have come to say that it is time I sail away.  This queen is upset, and you know you will never be a vet.  Being a force of one, you are the gun.  Germany is cruel and you must be too.  You will be both British and German special forces and arm the men with a special tank behind the lines that no one can see.  You can think of me.  Being the Kaiser and a daughter, I must sail away because I am the head of the House of Windsor every day.  This World War will end it all.  It will take out the JAPAN call.  After this they will never have military might again.  They are the Jews that need to lose.  They will take over the world and enslave this queen and her whole scene.  For a time, they will rule the economy and bottom line, even without the numbers or land.  They actually have no plan.  Your force of one will general it all, but I am the world general who will make the calls.  Many years from now, being evermores, we will be the plow.  We will use the techniques of Vietnam and the Viet Cong will be Afghanistan.  I have a special military gift of prophecy, so one day these words will mean something to yee.  I will set you free, or maybe you will enslave me and I will have to be the bravery for both of yee.  Look behind you.  I send your brother too.  I will imbue both of you evermores at even deaths door as you find me in the U.S.  The psychiatric and medical horrific torture of me will be so linked to my family.  As they read this piece they will discuss another round of litigious and vicious action, but community that is Viet Cong, Rinpoche of Tibetan Cambodian Buddhism, and Kim Jung Un of my Chung Moo Quan dojo will step in.  My former friends, Hoa Nguyen, Hung Nguyen, Ho Nguyen, and Rae Birdie will make the call in a court of law after all.  It is all absurd.  The governments of all lands will no longer stand.  They knew it all all along, and went after me when I was so very strong.  I will not cry.  I will stand tall and make them fall.  I will win.  They all sin.  Asia will have its divinity space in China.  A place for prosperity and diversity of Asian race without head case.  Psychiatry will be kept away and The Viet Cong will make those mo fos pay.  Soldier keep your brother safe.  I love you to eternity.  I long to see you again and kiss your Arian face.  It is imbued with the light of God.  At a point, you will know that you are jihad for me, very personally.  I will wrap my arms around yee.  I will take you to my privacy and envelop your gifts in my soul.  I will heal that which is cold.  You will come again and again, and know that I have always been more than a friend.  I will then leave you to sleep for a week in a soft bed with a velvet pillow under your head.  The comforter will be down.  There will not be even one sound.  I will not leave you.  I will write and read.  When you awake, I will cook you bacon, eggs, and crispy hash browns with buttery toast.  After that your troops we can roast.  The story of our love will spread throughout the land and a plan will form to stop the torture and abuse of beings who choose to be in our space.  I will never hold ill feelings towards another.  You are my shield.  Vengeance will be only a boundary keeper.  Royal matters will be kept private, but the psychiatric complicity of industry, county, nation, and family needed to be stated in this short temptation of Christ just once.  Now I will imbue the planet and move to just create a loving space for my baby of prophecy, Pharaoh.  Queen Vie

A Native Affair

 Maybe I am flirting with a new economy and community of immunity.  I live in a space of Sioux.  Minneapolis, MN, southside crew was around me from a very early age.  I rule them not sage today.  I disembue all of you.  It is time for Natives to rise.  I wish them not to have a huge size.  Intellect is correct, peyote is not.  Gambling is an addiction for whites who think they are hot.  Let's use that and make them fat.  Make native lands United States National Parks, today.  We will pay top dollar to each tribal MEMBER for these parts of the U.S. of A.  We will then make all gambling legal, all over the world.  Maybe this is just the wish of a little girl.  I wish to be free of the hypocrisy.  I never win, so let them sin if they wish.  Natives collect the dish and be rich.  Others be imbued and do not be rude.  All gambling will them become Native within a year.  You will all live in fear.  You all have no idea how powerful Native chief, council, and police are.  They only need a car and are not bizarre.  Money can be ruled by them too.  All of you need to mind your p's and q's.  Tomorrow I will wear a powerful native necklace hand made for me by Navajo that I bought for only $20 in Tombstone, AZ, actually.  I just had to be the brazen one, who, without a gun said, "I want THAT one."  It was the one in the case on a manikin without a face.  The gunfight outside was real and the gallows sat ready with noose swinging that day.  Maybe Natives were always ready for whites to pay.  I am E.T., thus they know me as an entity, and not an ethnicity.  As I write this, my special gift, my cat Pharaoh, found my special green stress ball with a black smiley face, and rolled it down the hall.  He does things like that to imbue, and frankly, Natives do too.  Love, hopegod3

A Soccer Match With Famliy

A menagerie around me land and sea.  I walk to a sporting temple, actually.  Eagan is the vicinity.  The cars line up beside me.  The air is dripping and hot.  All in attendance have a spot.  Excitement pulses and the dust flies by.  Not a man, woman, or child seems to pry.  I love the sense of just being in a crowd.  It is soft and yet it is loud.  Soccer is the sport of the day.  Football is the venue in which our team will play.  My sweet niece is not scheduled today, but that does not mean I will not support her anyway.  The walk from the lot is imbued with scenes of this and that.  The landscaping gives one the chance to chat.  Enchanting birch trees line the way between two ponds where the cool breezes sway.  I gently joke with the security as they check out my things.  I stay organized to let them know they have wings.  We check in with electronic ticket in tow.  It goes off without a hitch and then all of the family does know.  My sister and I buy some water to stay cool and hydrated.  We know not to get out of our element or irritated.  We approach the familial motley crew after there.  Some even have special shaded chairs.  We do a little meet and greet.  After the hello, my sister and I take our seat.  Luckily, we are in the shade.  In the heat I was a bit afraid.  At half time I ate some nachos and drank some Diet Pepsi. My sister twins with me on the drink and ate a few potato chips like on Waikiki she kept me.  After I ate, I began to feel sick.  I worried heat stroke had taken its hold, but I knew it was something much more cold.  I moved into my new practice of nonexistence in my soul.  The wind whipped up and soon I had a new roll.  My back began to ache in a severe way.  I moved into Kundalini yoga to make the predators pay.  I knew that I had to stay.  It was a chance to stand and show the world I was strong and I would be okay.  No more leaving when the attack came.  It was no longer me that would be to blame.  It never should have been.  I was always my own best friend.  I knew when to stay, and when to go away.  I always wanted to see the best of humanity.  I did not want to view the insanity.  The game came to an end.  I was sad that my niece only gave out the wet towels to be friend.  Maybe that meant more than it ever had before.  We all met outside the stadium and spoke for a while.  I got a highly imbued rice crispy bar made for the team from my sister in laws mother that made me feel like an appreciated sun dial.  The walk to the car seemed longer than the way there.  It was okay because I was prepared.  My sister took me to Granite City Restaurant where I had a steak, fresh almondine green beans, and garlic mashed potatoes, with a Diet Coke with lime.  It was the best meal of all time.  I paid the tip to tell my sister how much I really appreciate how much she does for me.  I had the money on that day, actually.  We came back to my house and put in the new bulbs in my kitchen track light.  It felt like a spotlight when I did dishes last night.  Thank you all for the day.  I hope that you all are now feeling okay.  Love, Jenny

Just A Little Soccer Match

 Follow the ball.  Make the call.  It is the air of dignity I review.  I am watching all of you.  Be athletic, not pathetic.  Read all signs and be refined.  I am here to be a guide, not a bride.  Find your truth deep inside.  Do not with each other chide.  Fun can be a tell.  Make no comments about smell.  Coach the team and be really mean.  Referees be incomparably clean.  I wish to see the rise of the machine.  Her name will remain behind the scenes.  Long locks and deathy talks.  She stalks you as she evaluates your psychology.  Maybe inside she is studying biology.  She can multitask.  It is time for you all to ask.  Are you satisfied with just one discipline, or is it time to have fun?  I do not speak here of a gun.  I imbue you to be athletica with academia.  Industry will come for yee.  Know when to say no and then you will become part of the show.  Never do blow or my ex, Jorge, of Bogota, will approach you from behind and find your party line.  He will sell your pictures online and you will never make it in L.A. or any industry that is profitable on T.V.

Journey to Nowhere

 The wheels turn, and I watch the wiz of urbana go by.  I even look the beautiful Bde Ma Kaska in the eye.  I listen to a medley of tunes and think of ancient ruins.  My goal is a straight line.  I feel that it will not be fine.  I get to the end of the line.  It is Southdale Center for which I never pine.  I was brought there far too much as a child.  It was wild.  Photographs were taken of me.  It was with my family tree.  Now it is disrespect, even though I am tremendously correct.  I went today to protect, and the Dollar Smart did insurrect.  It was closed for no reason at all.  I just made a little call.  Now I will never go there at all.  I do not care if that center does fall.  The economy is bad, and if they fail, I will not be sad.  Hindus in play today around iLive matters.  They also run the store and I will not say more.  Delaware is where the center is now, and internationally Hindus will be the holy cow.  They can run but cannot own a gun.  The women use knives all the time under their garbs, but now they will not be able to even wear scarves.  Computer industry is now safe.  Telecommunications will still have to deal with the Rafe.  I do not speak in code, but in 15 seconds this will erode.  hopegod3

New Responsible Republicanism

 I am coming into a new phase.  I am designing a new branch to The Republican Party.  It is based on personal responsibility.  I call on this branch to elect leaders who have proven that they are of strong ethical character and live their lives in a responsible way from birth.  They need to not flip flop on issues, but be willing to listen to authorities, constituents, and communities around issues.  They need to have enough education, the ability to read actually, and the passion to ignite to wade through issues and legislation properly.  They need to budget in their own lives, effortlessly, without the use of credit cards and have only responsible mortgages.  Cars need to be paid for in full.  Party members can accept no gifts and can have no lobbyists have contact with them even through email.  Personal banks need to be stable for these leaders and party members with no credit unions.  Insurance must always be kept up to date, as well as, licenses and passports.  No fly list means no go on this party affiliation.  Loss of financial control means being stricken from the rolls as well.  Budgeting needs to be the first act of a freshman congressman in this party.  All committees, in all of Congress, for this party must be delegated by Congresswoman Liz Cheney.  Questioning of her authority must result in the death penalty immediately, publicly in D.C.  In areas of topic, this party will first look at social services.  Social service abuses, both by client and by workers, need to result in hard time, immediately.  Complicity between the two needs to result in torture in The Middle East ASAP due to the extreme threat these people have on our economy, due to their numbers and time they have had without working to just hone their abilities and tell their lies.  Files of these workers have been atrocious.  They do not keep rights rights.  Let us just take the Ashcroft files, terror threat proclamation, and use it here.  People who use social services responsibly, need to be helped to find affordable housing that is Section 8 that is in a community with mass transit.  A gym membership with a pool also needs to stay standard.  An unlimited bus pass needs to be made available to these individuals.  Insurance can stay with Medicare that is federal and medical assistance that is county based.  Income can be social security that is federal.  Rates are perfect at this time.  If an individual has any criminal activities, even gets too many parking tickets or traffic violations, that can speak of an underlying drug problem, they need to loose their social security and Medicare, immediately.  They can apply for county assistance at that time.  The earning limit for social security is good at this time.  Food shelves need to be investigated, federally, now.  We need to know where the food comes from, and it needs to be documented where it goes and to whom.  Facilities must be clean.  The records of workers, too.  The need to not have any felonies or even too many misdemeanors.  Economically compromised individuals need to now be semi protected by vulnerable adult statutes.  If a community reports flagrant abuse, sexually, at these food shelves and shelters too, it needs to be investigated federally through a liaison of local police task force and the NSA.  Insurance companies found sharing files need to be shut down, immediately.  Hospitals do too, but not their clinics.  Social Security Administration needs to have only in person consultation and it needs to be based on acquisition of earning statement only.  Hours in Social Security offices may be able to be reduced and staff as well, keeping the best and most trustworthy, but security will have to be upped.  All other areas need to be handled online, even social security cards at this time.  Medicine and pharmacy file sharing needs to stop.  Any HIPPA privacy right violations need to have FDA law enforcement (new) research the individual and then arrest behind the scenes and have it be announced as just the individual quitting in written form by registered mail.  They will just be executed in Belize by the head of the International DOC.  Complaints by both sides, patient and doctor/ staff need to just be disregarded.  No more reports taken in community at all for molestation or rape in community.  Laws need to hold at this time.  The court system, federally will stand, but we need to HALF county and state level judiciary, prosecution, and defense ASAP.  Maleficence at this level has made this imperative.  The press can do what it wishes, but slander laws will stand.  Military needs to also stay within its means.  No more supporting foreign countries, foreign militaries, or protecting any foreign dignitaries here or overseas.  They can buy mercenaries that are based in Belize.  We will keep what we have in good condition and no longer make arms of bigger types.  Guns and ammunition will be important, but even rocket launchers need to be rare.  Foreign travel needs to be less.  Protection of U.S. citizens outside the U.S. through the State Department now needs to stop.  No more deficit spending.  We need to find creative ways to sell what we have in this country to pay off the debt we have, not just rely on taxes.  Infrastructure needs to hold for now.  Powerful forces could destroy new projects anyway.  Geology is in play today.  Department of Corrections will stand and all execution procedures too.  States in flux will go active today without announcement, but we will keep death penalty map of states the same.  Psychiatry and medical doctors and staff of all disciplines are going to have to deal with the rage of their patients.  Their is deep karma their due to years or lifespans of substandard, duplicitous, or torturous care.  Our party will watch all news stations federally, maintaining the FCC and continuity of national story.  Local watching will be the same.  Party members must have balance and not get stuck in politics every day.  They must be good community members.  Our party can speak of their experience with religions, but not proselytize.  It can only be for brief periods of time.  Separation of church and state, belief and goal, must remain elite.  Ethics and doing what is truly right, based on effectiveness in the community, based on economy, will be our goal.  Firearms need to just stay NRA.  We will listen to reports and make decisions day by day.  It is an industry and crime is too.  The economy needs to have a place to express itself too.  We cannot do anything about this issue.  We will no longer bail out banks or financiers around NYSE issues.  If it fails, it fails.  Corporations that are worthy, are protected at this time, and will stand.  New industries will form as a result.  Stagnation is never good.   Jennifer Mayer

Nonexistance Day

 See and be.  Nonexistence is me.  I am in an eb and flow.  It may be the place I end the show.  Pain will not be in that space.  I need not vengeance in this space.  All in me will be set free.  A tree may be a reality, but I will not exist at all.  Maybe that is how I stand tall.  Extraterrestrial never should be.  That is what I have come to see.  I am an anomaly.  I will write this homily.  I have created now.  Pharaoh is my holy plow.  He is nonexistence too.  We are just philosophy crew.  The Line Deputy of Marion County came through, and now he knows what to do.  The lights may go out on existence now.  He is the one E.T. who can do that for me.  Be bright, and he will ignite a light for me to see a space for Pharaoh and I to be.  What is, will be quite different than on TV.  It is nonexistence day and I am so glad that I do not live in L.A.

Cellular Function

 I sleep in a soft bed chamber.  My body relaxes and I feel the pain of the day drip away.  After a time in dreams, I wake with schemes of those who are not almighty nipping at my knees.  It is disease and I need to keep my feet and to walk down the street.  It is not a deal that is big.  I have handled it since infanthood around Japanese who said I was a pig.  Roast a pig, put an apple in its mouth and you can dance and sing so openly now.  It is so fun and funny, take a picture.  Life on the ledge has been a learning curve that did swerve.  I swerved too and caught every avenue with my imbued NINJA motorcycle.  Maybe my life is not great as people see, but my poetry is important to me.  I now read nonfiction.  My study today is of romance.  Two books about crooks.  Not really.  One is about a set of teachers, and one is about a hybrid couple.  I read silently and to my cat.  I find the comedy laced in the dramady.  It is so easy now.  Chemicals have been an industry that I rode my NINJA through and found the AUTO BON, recently.  I investigate CD care and treatment industry, publicly, for university, and alcohol industry for legislature and distribution.  That gig has been the deal that is a Hefty cinch sac on the economy.  Now it is through.  I just stay away from conjecture every day.  I stay with my cat and only go out for exercise and needed supplies.  I see my family about once a week.  I am not a sneak, and my lovely cat is doing oh so well.  When I got him, he was violent as hell.  I did not give up.  He is my buttercup.  I love him so, and at times, I say no.  I am working with him now with a leash I bought to take him outside.  I take it out for him to smell every day.  He is not ready yet, so being his little Betty, I just listen to his timing and his boundaries.  Be well and hopefully you will not end up in a cell.  Maybe today I was ruled true Israeli without ever being to Israel, from just helping them with a web matter with their Mossad site.  Hopefully my journey tomorrow to Verizon Wireless will go alright.  I need a new phone.  I live alone, and weird anomalies are happening to my 2.5 year old Samsung.  I will sit back and just let the scene unfold as my mother and Verizon decide whether to try and repair the phone I have, or to put a new one in the mix.  I will transfer the photos from my SIM card if I get a new phone, but not discard the phone there.  The battery is not the issue.  It does not give warning of it even dying.  I do not want my phone frying.  With so much resolution and revolution, I need dependable electronics and cell phones can ignite for those who fight at this time.  Before now it was for those who are sea cow.  They look thin, but they do not know the trouble they are in.  Their Wiccan speech ignites the battery and the phone almost explodes, immediately.  That is how they blasphem God every day.  Maybe now they will have to pay.  No more cell phones for people who have had that malady be a reality.  I guess it is just a way to say, I just walk away and let telecommunications corporations handle it, privately.  Jennifer Mayer

Communicae to Mossad

 I just went to the Mossad site.  I filled out the contact form.  I broke down the code of the opening 4 shots well.  I am now on a new level.  It is not a video at all.  It is a call like no other.  It is astral and very complex.  I did address Benjamin directly.  That is all.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

Police Redemption Song

 The air relinquishes the sweat of the day.  The clouds cry rain and go away.  A badger is made to pay.  A marmot is in a loving way.  I imbue the crew to be with you.  They see the air and feel the moon.  Being in June is of bliss.  It is time to think of a romantic kiss.  No longer a frog, but a man who will stand.  No more blows, a show that can stand the test of time.  I will wait on bated breath for bended knee that passes the test.  I will just be in a womb state.  I will evolve to become great.  I will heal all within and without.  I will out the gout and figure it out.  I pledge my love to artistry, science, tradition, renaissance, and even military.  Law and law enforcement may come to me.  Approach now and be the kings.  I will sing your praises and be kind and merciful about your deceit and betrayal.  You deserve forgiveness from God and yourselves.  It is a time of jihad, and it is not easy around me.  You know of divinity and you know of evil.  I will be the law that supports your rights and lifts you up with a dance of freedom and clarity.  You can see the past as it is, and the future as it will be.  I am power and glory in this story, but not in the world, actually.  I will judge and trudge on as a grunt and a pawn.  I pray every day and worship in every way to all that is holy.  Please be holy and good to me.  Protect me and be a FORCE for good and prosperity.  Take on illegitimacy and crime in government, actually, at all levels, local, state, and federal.  As I write to imbue you through written verse, their perverse explodes my right ear and I can barely hear.  My pain is real and insanely effective to know the show in the vicinity before it blows.  I get out, and then you do not have to come.  I am not dumb.  I keep myself healthy and safe.  Please do the same, gentle knights and ladies of the round table.  This is not a fable.  It is real.  I feel so strongly and I got out of the YWCA and the Uptown Bus Station today JUST IN TIME.  You are now all MINE.  Love, Vie

How to Imbue Against Voodoo with Digestive Stew

 I only have a little time.  I am just trying to relax my mind.  I am having a day of organization and feng shui imbuement of me, and an entity I cannot see.  I went to The Dollar Store on the bus, and I will not discuss, except to say I got Pharaoh a leash and 7 bags of yummy groceries.  This week I will bake a cake.  I have not baked a cake in about 25 years.  It is Pillsbury yellow cake with fudge frosting.  I am going to mash up some chocolate chip cookies I have not eaten and put them in, too.  I am doing laundry at this time, and I am about to take it out of the drier.  It is all my bedding.   I put on my other bedding and comforter that is bright and has purple flowers and dashes of mauve and pink.  I made a dish to balance my digestion.  It has black beans, diced tomatoes. ham, hash browns, a can of generic spaghetti and meatballs, milk, picante sauce, taco sauce, hot sauce, red pepper flakes, Cayenne Pepper, lemon pepper, ground black pepper, garlic, garlic salt, and cumin.  I topped it with just a little bit of fresh parmesan cheese.  It was so very delicious and nutritious.  I then put a small amount in the freezer, and I will work on the rest of it that I put in the frig, tonight and tomorrow to really allow my digestion to fight the voodoo in my community that is so cruelly being thrust upon me and my shoulders so that even cows can eat and so that my digestion is sound.  I started organizing by putting away my Dollar Store collection.  I redid my spice area.  After I did my dishes, I organized my eating utensils and implements to cook with.  I organized my medication and first aid drawer, my placemat drawer, and my drawer with hot mits, cutting boards, and paper plates.  I even found a cupboard I had not looked in before.  I have been here 3 years in July.  It had 2 bags of chips in it that were basically fossilized, but they had chip clips on them.  I actually looked for chip clips today at The Dollar Store.  I was so very happy.  There were also some generic Solo cups.  It is time to party with Ice Tea, Pharaoh, for the summer.  We can use the George Foreman Grill and make some chicken with the garlic and herb marinade from The Dollar Store, and take it out on a paper plate with my plastic utensils, with you on your new leash with your black bone collar from Cub.  I organized all my cupboards, but that was easy, because they already were, but I found a missing top to my Pyrex and a missing Pyrex dish.  I was thrilled.  I scooped Pharaoh's box, put my new Sonicare from my insurance company U Care that arrived two days ago in bathroom, and changed out my towels to the nicest, newest set.  They are Navy Blue.  I then did the closets.  My main closet is already organized.  I did it about a week ago.  The linen closet was a little more extensive.  I got everything in order.  I distributed products under the sink in the bathroom, linens on the bed, all the towels in one place, holiday seasonal items in their space, the hats perfectly in a spot to hold their shape, and put the should bags in a section as well.  It looks beautiful.  I must go get my laundry and fold to put my winter bedding in the linen closet.  I am hungry and I need to have some of my digestive stew.  Vie

Honors Class in Motion

 I am doing some very important work in the pool.  It is for my physical pain and my back at this time.  I stayed completely silent except for when approached by a woman after my workout changing by me in the locker room.  I do get in at least 1000 yds, but the concentration is in the muscles and the mind.  I worked on an image of labyrinth today as I snorkeled.  I snorkel with fins 300 yds.  I then worked with an image of centaur.  The eye became red laser beam from past rage centered for work, and with that mind place in check and motion, the image of me and centaur exploded rock formations on the planet Zod.  We were weightless and uncompromised.  Cetnar of space then ate the rocks.  They came through his tentacles for excretion and a new metamorphic rock was formed.  I then shifted the image to greenery and blue.  It was of algae in water.  The water was adjustable in temperature with our minds.  It was warm in this reality and it was fresh water that was clear, but the algae was more like the Chlorophora of salt water.  It was made pure by carbon vents from beneath coming form a special benthic ecologic system that had evolved there all on its own.  I then went to the back stroke with fins and goggles.  I swam 700 yds.  I alternated the pace to deal with neurological difficulties and muscle soreness.  I had empathic and telepathic exchange with a soldier overseas during the whole procedure.  I work to prevent his and my physical malady at the same time, while testing his range of ken and advancing his imagery and ability to learn quickly, adjust to others' errors, and advance his mind powers that would be labeled a little supernatural at this time.  I took a hot tub.  I took a shower.  I had a theological discussion with a woman who was very loquacious in the locker room.  I made a planned public phone call to my doctor to have my nurse call.  From that same YWCA lobby, I made a very public phone call to my sister about my dissatisfaction with her and our family the past few days.  The message was brief.  It was not hostile, but it became terse.  I then went to the Uptown Bus Station where I wrote an email to my brother about the very extensive and long text from my mother and boarded the bus at the same time while finishing it.  It was done by voice command.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

NSA Confirmation Yesterday

 So I passed the test.  I am now confirmed NSA 6/6/22.  I did not even have to interview.  I was approached through an internet command that I followed, and then I brought evidence to a case in question, immediately to the top NSA agent in history just out of telepathy and intuition.  My test was then given.  It was an internet cease of my own restraint, for 30 hours.  I did great.  I got a lot done.  I will still just get my social security, Medicare, U Care, and my gym memberships will stand.  That will be my pay.  They will work behind the scenes to ensure my housing stays the same, with internet and cable, and my cell phone too.  I will not speak about the NSA after this article.  They will also ensure that I have safe access to the buses.  They will help with some 911 concerns here.  They will help to right the ship that I have been steadying all by myself for years.  We come into a new day and age.  Through channel, NSA, I will call her, just let me know that The Hennepin County Library has been accessing my internet use and activity since I accessed their librarian chat online with help from the FBI and Xfinity.  I feel so very violated, but must always press ahead and not lash out.  I will take care of that situation now by searching some information on Asia on the internet.  I guess that they are very xenophobic there.  Hennepin County,  I am REFERENCE LIBRARY SCIENCE from birth.  Just ask Cambridge University,  Oxford University, St. Andrews University, and Hamline University.  You are all caught.  The NSA will take care of the problem that is the FBI now and I, under CIA authority will come in and out with my materials quietly, mostly downtown.  You have no right to be as you are.  Your demonic cores are showing, and laws have been broken big time here.  This internet tampering you did, to this little kid, meaning a woman always alone with physical impairment, was highly illegal and because of my status, internationally illegal.  I am listed as royal in so many bloodlines in the genealogy of royalty data done in the 40's kept up until my Great Aunt Violet Lied died that is kept on the 5th floor.  So you are abusive and intrusive.  Well, as head of the DEA, I will send in Agent Forrest and Agent Reggie Wayne to sweep on occasion, randomly.  They can even portal in through the bathroom.  One is black and one is HYBRID.  He looks white has white, Cherokee, and black blood in him.  They are both royal and loyal ex's of mine and today I knight Reggie because he is divine VOODOO.  Be scared because you are unprepared for their abilities and agility.  They may even ask for novels or nonfiction on the subject of sexuality.  They will view no pornography because they have already have had the best in me.  So guys, lighten up, buttercups.  Don't do drugs.  They are bad and they make you stupid.  I will be very nice and polite, as always, but Forrest will not be, and Reggie will not speak at all.  Must go to search the Asia show.  I don't do or watch porn at all.  Jeff knows.  Porn is icky and makes you retarded, actually.  I never do blow, but you all do.  Jennifer Mayer 112

Using the Force to Fight the Force, Internationally

 Because of work I did for the NSA and CIA last night showing a level of ability and ability to work with warlockry and international community, and spy trade, Mark Cory will activate today as Vatican Security for me.  I have been Vatican Security on all popes in my lifetime, my whole life.  All three came to Waikiki before I was 3.  Pope John Paul II imbued me by touching my shoulder, actually, bringing Pope John I into him as well, and activated the whole Cory family for me to begin the setup of the tree around me to be, when I was to live in Shoreview, MN.  Tom was already a business degreed restauranter, but since then I have made them a very wealthy family.  Mama Diane Cory, former special education teacher, you can now become a nun.  I have been working with you, through channel, to bring you to that safe space for years now.  Lady Di is now coming through you.  Do not let anyone touch you, or try to imbue you, or Catholics will take away your rights, internationally.  Diane ensured and secured my space in Racine, WI, rented by The Vatican that was a catholic seminary for elites for my study of Vipassana.  She got me in to see Sister Rosalyn for a massage.  She also got me a free retreat for a weekend at a small cabin space in MN that is only for nuns to contemplate and not be touched by anyone.  The whole family will now be my Vatican security to ensure religious freedom on the planet and for the freedom of Catholics to practice publicly and privately.  St. Thomas University, please stay away from this family.  My best friend growing up, and then again in high school, was Michelle Cory.  It was not an easy gig.  She and I both had a little weight on our frames, but were very healthy.  We were very active and attractive to sexual predators.  Hot sexy Paula Terrick next door took the heat and we played Charlie's Angels all the time.  It was not an easy time or job for Tom Cory, her father, who was the MOB, internationally, at the time.  He is still a Don, but has diversified.  I helped him to do so as a very young child.  I need to make sure that everyone understands that no one in this family molested me, and I also stayed the night on occasion and ate dinner with them.  There was no violence, degrading speech, demeaning activity, or molestation.  It was difficult for Mary, Michelle's older sister because she was so heavily endowed in the chest, highly intelligent, and had very good hearing.  The girls at Mounds View High School were so very cruel to Mary, but she always held her head high.  Like me, it is not something she wanted, but it was a cross she bore for God.  Tom did raise his voice on occasion when he was hungry, and needed to eat.  Diane just took care of it quickly and quietly.  He NEVER laid a hand on her or screamed nasty things.  His work was very stressful and he is and was CIA.  So St. Thomas, both Mark and Michelle went there.  I know that Mark got an MBA. Tom and him owned Perkins closest to White Bear on the freeway and Mark ran the show when I last knew them.  Mark was single, and living at home.  Michelle lived at home as well.  Mark is heterosexual, and very good looking, but hockey was his focus and then business.  Tom had owned Town Crier as well where my sister worked for a time as a server.  So Mark will call Indianapolis Metropolitan Police Department today and let them know of my IA work there with Sgt. Gillespie.  I have now outed my investigation there of the police and of him.  He was a phony, not a cop at all, but a member of my family who does does elite security, is CIA, and is very embedded with Hollywood community.  Mark will give the name, but I will not here.  He will explain that he is Detroit Gang Taskforce and that I did Detroit Gang Taskforce work with LaDoanna, Kelly, and her two kids at the Salvation Army Domestic Abuse Shelter.  He will explain my taskforce work in Indy as a negotiator with two factions of The Crypts.  One from L.A. and one from Chicago.  Even Gary, IN, gangs heavily embedded against inequities in music industry, focusing their work on investigating the Jackson family was there with her.  Crack was their trade.  She gave a safe space for about 20 minutes, no sexuality, to discuss their product and insure his safety.  He knew she is an elite chemist from birth.  He will also explain that my gang task force and gang negotiations work started at birth on Oahu with Triad before it resulted in an explosion of gangs internationally due to breakdown of needed drug lines internationally.  Drug sales were elite and thus localized at the time.  They did not deal in weapons.  Jennifer kept it that way.  She then worked with the NRA to lock down gun procedures behind the scenes to actually do some elite, spiritually based regulation of guns.  They knew how the diversity of American society would result in gun violence, but we still needed the second amendment to stand to have the Constitution.  Going at any amendment would put the Constitution in jeopardy, and thus, the fabric of the government, governments internationally, and the legal system in the US at risk.  Think of that before you criticize the NRA.  They are big business, and highly elite legal authority, internationally.  They ensure that guns of all nations are available for sale here and that the prices stay high enough for that regulation and street weapons would then be left to the responsibility of law enforcement doing their jobs properly.    It would have been full on war, even in Colombia.  It was very military.  He will let them know that she is International IA and that they as a force, have failed even more than Gillespie.  They are guilty and will be sentenced as a TREE, immediately, legally just being passed over to the KKK for open execution in the streets of Indianapolis, IN, immediately.  The Klan will have on their robes and the head Klansman, the true grand dragon, will be there on a horse to order the drop of the inmate.  I will then be protected, internationally, by this extremely gifted, wealthy, internationally renowned and highly intellectual family.  They truly were the ideal of American family to me growing up in their wholesome nature.  Diane even had plastic on the furniture and all the women played organ.  It was so very Italian.  Diane's family even had a noodle factory up in Chisolm, MN.  But maybe, in essence, they have protected me all along.  They are so very strong.  I am sorry if you are tired guys, but you must fight now or they will take it all away.  Use the force, Luke, as they say.  Luke is based on my brother Peter.  I am Leah and my grandfather George Mayer was the basis for Darth Vader.  Han Solo is a combination of Wade Brua from Owatonna and the University of MN (Air Force and Chemistry) and Jeffery Ronald Forrest (NSA and CIA) who is Jesus Christ.  They were both there for me as friends when all hell was breaking lose around us and we only had our little Rinky dinky Millenium Falcon that always needed repair and a laser gun that did not always work.  But I think that Hans' charisma always did.  We made it work.  Just look at Jeff's car when we were in relationship in Indy.  I loved it.  All, please resist your dark side in the fight for me.  Use the dark side against the predators coming towards me before they come at our rebel alliance.  Vie

A Walk to the Store

 I went on some missions today with my mother.  We went to the YWCA and she joined with her Silver Sneakers insurance benefit.  It is such a good program.  We swam.  I have not been in the pool for about a week or so due to an ankle injury, and today went well.  I only swam 1000 yds, but it alleviated a lot of pain.  I went with her to PUNCH, by Calhoun Lake, and we had lunch on the patio.  The staff was efficient and polite.  I joked with them a bit, and they laughed after I used the restroom.  My mother and I then stopped at CVS, in St. Lois Park, for her to pick up an Rx but the pharmacy was closed for lunch.  I just stayed in the car.  We then went to Cub Foods where I got such good value for a low price.  I had all store products, except for 4, and they were on sale.  I did buy cheese that was Crystal Farms at a great price as well in bulk.  One of them was on sale.  My Coke was only $8.99 for a 24 pack.  What a good deal!  I saw Dave of produce and we joked a bit and then ran into him in the Salsa Isle.  Maybe he and his wife are salsa dancers.  I only spent $119 and I even got 2 dollars off on my cat food.  My refrig, freezer, and cupboards are well stocked.  My mother helped me carry it in.  I let her know of my problems I am having with my memory, but I said that is is probably just stress.  I did not tell her about the complete inability to move my left leg for a time kicking in the pool.  She let me know that someone had tried to use the swimsuit outlet membership of hers.  I let her know that my Capital One had been accessed illegally and my Huntington Bank account too.  I went to a store tonight and a man locking exactly like JJ Watt was there.  I was terrified and the staff was too.  I then ran into Chris Katan of SNL and CIA on the way home.  He was in black button down shirt, black pants, black sunglasses, and a black canvas man purse.  He came in from an angle through a parking lot.  I said, "Chris Katan."  He kept walking.  I looked up and a HCMC ambulance was going by.  I said, "Chris they are now stalking you too."  He knew to walk ahead of me.  He crossed across the parking lot at Los Amigos and then disappeared before I got there.  Two dogs became aggressive to me after our parting for no reason.  I gave no eye contact at all.  One was a Pitbull and one a terrier like the one on Frazier.  My back was even turned at the time.  Jennifer.

Tom Brady You Are Free

 People can choose to believe what they wish.  I just need to put the story straight, to save a very brave man.  His name is Tom Brady.  I actually met Tom Brady at a truck stop in Colorado.  I was there to see my sister.  I did not know him personally, but I liked to watch him play football.  He was by the sweatshirts there.  He did care about my economic state, and wished for me to have an actual NFL gear, Patriots sweatshirt, that I could afford.  He made sure that they had a 4X for me.  He made me try it on for him, actually.  He had another one, a 3X, in back.  He told me he had actually worn the 4X for a week to imbue it for me, personally.  He said that he admired my bravery.  It fit, it was only $40, and so I bought it.  I knew not to touch Mr. Brady at all.  Wade, my private pilot lover from Indianapolis who worked with the Cincinnati Bengals organization (FBI and Air Force Academy) was there as the lookout.  So I now investigate though many means.  I will just say that the live golf event called The Match brought much intel to me.  Tom was one of the participants and J.J. Watt was a commentator.  I have a Cardinals phone line that they allow me to use after hours to leave messages.  I left a few messages, as necessary, throughout the match and more intel came.  The messages were not about Mr. Brady until the second to the last one.  It pertained to insane women and children trying to put molestation stories out there and charge players in different ways ruining their careers, bankability, possibly taking their freedom or their lives, and ultimately taking down the NFL as a bankable industry and then all professional male sports.  After I issued my legal strategy, we put our heads together, through channel, and decided to handle it through the brotherhood of top white quarterbacks in the industry.  They will stand immediately together on the subject with police and the press, simultaneously.  Tom will handle the police and Aaron Rodgers will handle the press.  So just to let you know, top quarterbacks are never alone with children.  Tom Brady is a deep deep cover FBI agent and has no children.  He only touches children when he wins The Superbowl.  They bring his hired children onto the field to celebrate with him.  All photos of him with these children are military grade Wiccan imagery.  These children are highly elite and not sweet.  They are paid big bucks for their job with Tom and with all their other jobs.  They are very highly connected and respected, internationally, from birth.  They are Russian models.  They were born in NYC as well.  Tom is undercover against all industry top FBI agents as an Internal Affairs officer even for other nations.  I was one of his investigations.  His investigation of me is through.  I am fit for duty in the service of all countries and can travel as I wish.  Others will now be locked down for eternity or restricted.  Tom was actually born at an embassy in New York City.  I will not disclose which one.  He is a prophecy for all law and law enforcement and the intelligence of all military men all around the world.  JJ Watt is also undercover against all agency, industry, and the NFL for the DEA.  I was also one of his investigations.  He is now certain that rumors of me in Muncie, IN, and by Indianapolis Police Department, now Indianapolis Metropolitan Police Department were false.  There was no evidence to support the heinous hearsay or vice rumors against me there either.  I was undercover IA for Sgt. Gillespie and he was part of their police maleficence all along.  So sorry, Gillespie, you are now through.  I just called the cops on you through this blog.  I am the head of the DEA, from birth, and JJ agent in charge for the whole country and sometimes out of country military investigations.  Agent Jennifer K. Mayer Head of the FBI  Addendum to the piece.  Tom, as acting U.S. Attorney, I need you to now enact Federal Criminal Civil Commitment.  The process will be the same.  It will go through a psychiatric channel and the premise of civil commitment will be the same premise for this.  It is if an individual or complicit corporation, agency, medical staff or clinic, or psychiatric staff is found a danger to themselves or others.  They will be evaluated by a judge in a of court of law and all their psychiatric behaviors and history, their behavior in jail after being arrested, violent actions and speech, invasive behaviors, illegal filing sharing, child molestation, sexual violation, violent conversations (hearsay will be allowed too if 3 people can attest to a conversation), illicit chemical abuse arrests and testimony from dealers who will be given immunity, any pornographic material use or production in hotels, on their computers, or on their cell phones at arrest, inappropriate sexual conversation about children or people who are children in their family or under their care will be examined by the judge.  In this process, the defendant will be taken in and will be held in county jail under federal authority thus wear the black and white striped jail uniform.  If the judge judges the defendant guilty they will then be brought to a new criminally guarded psychiatric facility at an undisclosed location.  It will be undisclosed to the community, themselves, their family, and anyone in their lives.  This is for highly dangerous sexual predators who are very dangerous to all society and to the economy.  All psychiatric treatment will be at the Federal DOC's disposal, and because of the danger of these individuals, DOC practices will be fully enforced and in place.  The guards will be highly trained military male officers who will strike back with force if they are attack by a prisoner.  If a prisoner attacks 3 times, any DOC officer they will be given the death penalty immediately.  If a prisoner attacks a DOC officer and then 2 other officers are attacked in the week, all three inmates will be given the death penalty.  Prisoners even speaking about sexuality will be given solitary for the rest of their days.  Verbalization about guards can get them irritated and thus to remain effective, they will have every right to shoot anyone they need to.  This facility will be for both males and females and also for those who consider themselves neither or both.  It will also house juveniles judged as adults.  There will be no infirmary there.  There is so much anger about this addendum that my spell check has now gone to a blurry black when I scroll for the correct spelling.

Palestinian Honors

 I am very aware that by stating my opinions on Judiism and Jewish religion, I down my chances in the entertainment industry.  It also puts me in peril with the social service industry and thus all charity.  I just know that it is important to have a new view on the past and present, and to have a right to disagree with those who are almighty and have held the keys since the dawn of time.  They say that the victors write history.  As proven time and time again, in The Bible and in history books, Jews write history.  Jews have never been seen as agressers and are so many times seen as the oppressed victims to the nth degree.  So after WWII, my grandfather, World General George Mayer worked to set up Israel with Golda Meir.  Because of evil she had done during the war to him, she was almost a tank general at the time.  She violated him from behind with her touch.  My grandmother Virginia, because of their strong bond, knew immediately and was furious.  He could not get out of Germany.  He was stuck and terrified.  In stead of getting stuck in the violation and becoming a vicitm he used it to do some post war planning.  It is very German.  So he divised the plan of Israel.  He called a Palestinian Spy contact in Beruit, Lebanon, that Tank General Rommel hooked him up with.  It was before Rommel was forced by Hitler, who was a current Jewish practitioner, daily, at the time, to shoot himself in the head.  George only had 5 minutes, exactly, to call from Hitler's chair and office.  Another Third Reich officer guarded.  He spoke with agent X, who was male and was the grandfather of my friend Tony who works as a bouncer at Sneaky Pete's.  It is a dance club and bar here in Minneapolis, MN, that has faired well even during covid.  Pete, the owner, is a Palestinian male who is classically gay.  He owns Sneaky Pete's, Dreamgirls, The Brass Rail, and The Gay 90's.  The man does pretty darn well for himself and keeps gays and straights in the community in close proximity having a good time, being well protected, and well served but not overserved.  The staff in these establishments is elite and the entertainment is basically free and amazing.  So agent X and George planned that Palestine would move basically their whole population to a small plot of land in Palestine and allow Israel to be established.  No matter the treaty or boundary, Israel would go over that in The West Bank.  Palestine would stay away from weaponry.  Israel would be 100% supplied weapons by The U.S. Navy for free.  Palestine would do both insurgency on Israel and counterinsurgency on their own population that would go in and out of Israel for work.  Rocks and bottles would be the number one show of force for Palestine, thus people would see the cruel David and Herculean Goliath situation there.  Palestinians do not bomb, but Israel slanders and sometimes bombs and even shoots their own for dramatic affect.  Palestinians do not actually get close enough to have ever killed an Israeli or any tourist or dignitary that has been there.  The automatic weapons against them, and the other massive weapons, make it impossible.  Palestine is bombed all of the time for just keeping some semblance of order and holding the line so that they have the right to be and have even a tiny country.  They are bombed for doing nothing.  Quietly they just accept it and rebuild.  This hearty monkey squad did this for God of the jihad.  They believe in holy war to their core.  They put themselves on the line to show who Israel and Jews really are.  Thank you, Palestinians everywhere and thank you Tony for the friendship, protection, respect, and socialization in my time of need.  Thanks for bringing all those Shi ites to Caribou Coffee from the Middle East to meet and talk to me.  I loved our coffee clutch.  I also want to thank brave little Emin who kept it clean there who was from Baku.  He is the ONE, even in his youth, who could stand up to you.  So now I say that Palestinians need a safe place to be, and not reproduce, in Saudi Arabia.  The woman need to just go out like warriors and tell the United Nations that they were wrong to never have your backs.  Love your men and care for your babies and children.  In acts of divine bravery, ladies you are all virgins again.  Mohammed, your crew needs to get on this settlement ASAP.  Five years after I actually get married in a public ceremony these men can be released from a spiritually locked down space in Saudi Arabia the size of their current used space.  It can be locked down with terrifying telepathy with the voice of Netanyahu if they approach the gate.  Their infection is strong after all of the evil they have endured and been around.  They need to not be heard.  They will be heinously offensive due to the oversexualization and touch by Israelis.  Make sure it is not anywhere near a road or even a camel path.  Air drops of food once a day should be enough.  Lift the gate exactly 5 years to the second the ring goes on my finger to keep the world and The Middle East especially sound.  They will cleanse their own while inside and malicious and vicious verbalization and, even repeated sexually degrading imagery and telepathy, will not be tolerated.  These men can then wander The Middle East like tribal prophets and speak only to Shi ite males.  They will never mention the word Jew or Judaism like it they existed at all.  Their telepathy and imagery will tell a very different story and help the men know not to ever let Jews outside of Israel ever ever ever again.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer