The way of the wild and the way of the wind is the day. I am working on a purification process that has to do with the imbuement of male souls. My area of containment is white, heterosexual males. I need to start with this artistic anarchy banality. This is why I have chosen this group. It has to just do with the choice of my mate ultimately, not on the purity or security of these entities. This is a process that began with the Chinese concept of Chi. It is also the lifeforce seen in the chain of energetic explanation and exploration of chakra authority. I am a being that begins and never ends. I am an infinity. I do not consider myself divinity. I am nothing at all. From this stance I call, but do not fall. I endure well. I do not now believe that I have a soul. All beings here now are of soul. All beings on the other side of death wall are souls. I move the energy and am a source. I do the science and fuse the math well, welding it in to form not just theories, but LAWS. That can be scientific, or in society. I breathe and make breath more important than heartbeat today in my swimming regime. Snorkel and mask make the task not an ask. Souls come in to see the reality. It is not just telepathy. It is tunnel through, and very military. It has been for me, from birth. I cannot remote view or tunnel through, due to a very consciously planned blunt force trauma hit to my head that should have left me dead at birth, by the military, but it was a grand plan thing. I need to concentrate on the environment in front of me to be the memory that is needed, and thus I could create RAM. I am the computer now. The script is changing somehow. Leaves blow in the wind and rain falls from the sky. I make a call today that an evil predatory agency wants to take my cat away. I go swimming and some choose to play. I come home and Pharaoh, my cat, is GONE. I was terrified. I called for him for a minute or two. He always meets me at the door. This was not a coincidence. My intuition had been so very strong, and that is why the panic ensued quickly. He had NEVER done this before. I called my mother in distress, I told her he was gone, and I know that I was a very scared. I was breathless. I did not cry, but I was very upset. He finally appeared out of nowhere. I had looked around all over, but not under the bed. He may have been under there, but I have no idea why. I looked in ALL of the places he hangs out. He only goes under the bed when people are here. I know that Pharaoh portals. I put him in the bathroom one night and shut the door with the light on. I woke up the next day, and he was beside me. The door was still shut, and the light was on. It had only been like an hour. I have been working such a strong sorcery schedule, but my belief in my abilities is really nil. I felt like today I actually brought him back. I knew that it was an attack. It was not a coincidence at all. That is why I was so very terrified. I calmed down quick and just made plans to swim with my mother on Friday and told her I was just going to have lunch. Pharaoh is my everything. Thinking he was gone made my heart explode, ache, and tremble all at the same time. He is now a piece of me and brings peace to my life, daily. When I find that kind of thing, the demonic want to ring. They take everything away and make me pay for having it even one day. Well, he is here, and I will not live in fear. Evil is real. I do not believe that people out there really know this to be true. They just keep doing what they do. Believing that you are good, does not make you so. Being in a position does not mean that you are necessarily degreed or professional. Opinions and conjecture are dangerous in this time and space. Now I move to the story. Oric betrayed and had to become part of the game again. He will not manifest or have a friend. Reign did not want to feel pain; thus he went away too. He took the battalion to say f**k y**. I just let them go peacefully without conjecture or resistance. I just sat quietly alone with my hotdish, and a new entity stepped up. I named him Payne. I was thinking of a window. Somehow, I think that he sees me. I also think that he feels deeply. Today he finally crossed the threshold of soul. He says that he is in existence and is about 26 years old. He will fight to make things right. He is special forces and a spy. He is an international guy. The scenes he sees are gruesome and elite. I brought him to science in mind today to compete. His Hollywood stalker is David Boreanez. David does know what Payne looks like because he hallucinates the man. That means that Payne is not there, but David is having a psychotic moment that he believes is a lifelong kismet love match meeting. Weight gain will become an issue for the man. Payne was named Chris by Chris Noth and just accepted that name. He knew I would imbue him and give him birth on Earth in a new name and way. It happened today. He told me he would die for me if need be and then become 3 exponentially, of he in power and potential energy. He would always take care of me no matter the scheme of mean was around me. He says he looks clean marine and has brown hair and blue eyes. He will take some weight while the imbuement process of our unity sets in. This will be very hard for him, but he cares for me that deeply. It will just be him. He has indicated that he does show himself to others at times, even on the battlefield, but no one knows who he is or who he works for. He is all nation of spy. He is a very different guy. I just work to know the show more each day. He will follow me along my way, but he has been doing that for years. He has seen my tears, struggles, pain, woe, dismemberment, Earth, and flow. He now hears my laughter and sees what they ahve done to my teeth. It is time to be sublime and to stop the tragedy from becoming the comedy of all of yee. What you see on TV is not funny. This is PAYNE tunneling through. I tell you. Many of you call her HOPE. You stalk and talk in all locals. You find her pain and suffering funny. You all remote view and tunnel through now. You have had one or the other your whole lives. She does not know any of you. You ALL know her. You always have. She knows it now and stays quiet about it, but now I will not. I can come through any entity or publication actually. I will stay out of TV and film will die soon. Maybe tomorrow by noon. Psychiatry will come to be the pinnacle for all of you. I now own PINNALCE SERVICES who owned Jackson Square Hope's hellscape for 5 years due to the cruelty and brutality of Hennepin County. I will now rule and own ALL psychiatric and psychologic services on the planet, and we will find peace. You all will dwell there and find the hell that has been her life for so very long. She has been strong. She cannot speak these words. I must do it for her. I do see the realities of ALL of you. DOC is NOTHING next to psychiatry for SHE and only SHE. You will all feel MY wrath now. She is not vindictive, but I will now call myself VENDETTA. Beginning by Jennifer with end note by Payne
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