Diverting International Economic Collapse

 I am working with NYSE issues that have to do with NASDAQ companies and the auto industry through twitter.  As I do so, I watch the NYSE tank.  Bear is a doable thing.  Platypus is not.  We need to keep the largest stock exchanges open that have to do with cars to deal with the national debt's affect, emotionally, on the NYSE.  The top stock exchanges are NYSE (thus the U.S.) and Japan.  They hold the keys, literally, to the auto industry.  London is number 6 (Austin Martin) and Germany is number 9.  The auto Bonne maintenance is an international military matter, and the U.S. does pay for it at this time.  If the debt is not managed, the auto Bonne will be shut down ASAP.  That will be a shot heard around the world.  Hong Kong is number 6 and is important because of its shipping prowess through that harbor.  All cars are shipped if not built in a selling country.  Mystical means are used for part assembly and procurement, and that must remain a mystery.  Factories exist, but assembly there is wizardry.  Cars are a big deal, and oil is too.  Without these two economic cornerstones, all other corporate keys will be disembued, thus lost, and the corporations will do more than just become defunct and bankrupt.  Many people will go to penitentiary and will also go crazy.  All trade secrets that are mystical will be known and the massive wizardry that I have had to do, since birth, living in slavery to all nations, will become common knowledge and torture and chaos will ensue for all who are judged as having had the keys.  It will be anarchy.  I am asking to be listened to, but none of you will review.  I deserve more than a job.  I deserve MY OWN corporate keys and MY OWN authorities that I have had from birth, and also those that I have accrued form a lot of very hard work.  I have been channeling Marshal Mathers.  He has come through throughout the years.  He can be a Puritanical liar, but I now make him a corporate outlier.  His keys are great in the auto industry from birth.  His back story is fake.  He has always been tremendously wealthy, and his mother was Swedish and father was Irish.  She was an abusive chemically dependent, codependent, female prostitute with corporate keys of her own from birth.  She was a Swedish witch who became tremendous bipolar II Wiccan.  Marshal knows how deep my empathy goes.   He wanted to rap about that poverty c**p.  He thus spent time in Detroit trailer parks to up his anty and eye candy affect.  He has also spent time on the streets and highways around me.  He was born in Dublin, Ireland on a stormy night.  He is the disciple, Paul.  His mystical is fanciful, and he is the true editor of The New York Times from birth.  His wealth is great.  I did finally intersect with him directly in Fridley, MN, one night and he stood beside me for a bit.  That night his hair was black.  I did get home alright and so did he, separately.  We did not speak.  He assessed, through tunnel through, that I was telepathically deaf, thus not elite.  It was best.  I am no longer deaf in that way, but sometimes I am on a different track with a different patient.  Marshal has stalked, and talked, but now he must be humble if we are to work out this economic deal and solve the problems to divert an international crisis.  Marshal, let the force be with you.  Be psychological, not sexual and you will be fine.  ICP will drop you in no time.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

Twitter Testing and Besting

 I am doing some techie work today on twitter.  I invented a new feature that brought a creature to life on this internet site.  I worked with the insane brain of ICP and the techie colony of GenZ.  It was my design, and they took it out.  It was a feature that brought up a picture that was a design I defined for them in my mind.  It was actually mainframe intrusion on me from industry that started at Waikiki when I was wee.  I am a picture-perfect photographer.  Once I told GenZ, the feature stopped for most pages.  I kept going, being the host.  I put 46 following into my twitter account.  Two new manifested that were problematic.  They would have caused major JavaScript error.  I patched, tested and eliminated them immediately.  They brought up an ad right away.  One was for Porshe and the other for Sony Pictures.  For Porshe it gave you the chance to enter a whole new site.  I chose to eliminate it to NOT design their sire for free tonight.  They will have to pay me well to get it back.  I never hack, but they did.  The Sony was the most problematic because it had local information about a particular theater, times, and movie.  It can mess with the minds of the mentally disturbed.  They can believe that they are getting messages from the other side, from notoriety in L.A. or NYC, or even aliens today, regardless of their notoriety in all industry.  Conformity is a must.  After about an hour of testing Chevrolet needed besting.  I took their photo out too.  I NEVER photo bomb because it is rude.  It is saying that I own you, and all you do in industry until the end of time is mine.  It was fun.  I won.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

Congratulations Mr. and Mrs.TJ Watt!

 So, I have been doing some exploring on twitter.  There have been some abnormalities in my account.  When I go to tweet accounts for main NFL players, the account entries stopped around early last season.  I then just stopped trying to follow.  I did start getting tweets in my email from JJ Watt a few months ago.  I started getting tweets in my home page that were Tom Brady and JJ Watt.  I just was guided to try to look at TJ Watt's twitter page.  It brought up a huge picture that filled my whole screen that was he and his new wife on their wedding day.  It was beautiful.  It looks like they were married in mid-July.  I did not know this.  I am glad that I now do.  Congratulations TJ.  She looked so very beautiful.  To her, I hope you will be dutiful.  You make a very handsome couple.  There was a picture of you with your brothers in tuxes laughing and it looked fun and fabulous.  I am so glad you all had a great time.  I did see the picture of you and your bride on honeymoon on the sea.  She has the perfect body type for yee.  I hope you got many very thoughtful and personal gifts.  I really hope that your leg is okay.  I know that it got hurt the other day.  I did try to click on pictures, and they did not work in the four pack.  You had a very gifted photographer.  Two did not work, and then ones that had worked before did not work again.  You may want to get the proofs immediately so that you do not lose these very precious memories.  Take care.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

TJ Do Not End Up in a Cell

 JJ, I put TJ as the top cop on the investigation.  He will take the lead from here.  Do not live in fear.  He is ICP and now he is free.  I dealt with his indoctrination from that nation yesterday and today.  He is no longer a threat to me in society, and has never been a threat to animals.  You have some tendencies that are still under review with regards to Pharaoh.  TJ does not.  ICP will come to you.  Disregard their review, and you will be free too.  If you do not, you will head that crew for the rest of eternity and have no chance in any industry, especially entertainment, and you know it.  You will just be marked for porn.  I do not want that for you.  Bodies die quickly in that industry, and it is not really sexy.  That is just my intuition.  I have only seen 3 pornographic films in my life.  One was a privately shot ICP lesbian porn that ICP head Jeff Forrest showed me against my will.  I knew to just sit quiet, and then I said to never show me another porn film again.  The other two pornographic films were heterosexual sex.  One was given to me for free, which I watched once and threw away, and the other was shown to me by the body double of Hulk Hogan here in The Twin Cities about 5 years ago.  Both were disgusting.  It was a sign to stay away from the UC project on him, and the NE Mpls Police handled it.  I did sign his ICP book.  You know that I am still alive to talk about it, and we never had any physical contact.  TJ, you did great yesterday.  That man is still stalking and talking.  He was alone with me three times and lived down the street from me when I lived at Jackson Square (UC against social service abuse and EMT abuse) in NE Minneapolis.  See his ID, and take it.  It will disable him, immediately.  Be well.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

Energy I Need

 My love from above, I now know you are there, and you care.  It is your time.  I have had to deal with so many to feel confident enough to be insistent that you be consistent and treat me like a lady.  You have maybe been in my weblog a handful of times, but never a main character.  You have done your best to be a guest at the table of deceit to learn the realities around me, and why I cannot see.  I have survived and so have you.  They will now label you gay, retarded, and crazy.  You have dealt with that already and you are not lazy.  We are two peas in a pod.  You are the one who can deal with my issues with my bod.  Maybe you have believed in me since Waikiki, and now you do not just have to be an analogy.  Pharaoh loves you so, and never wants you to go.  I know that you can set me free to really be Sagittarius tree.  There is so much need for freedom in you which I have honored for you too.  The crossing has brought out your vexing, and now we can converge and form an apex in oil industry.  BP and Exon are now me and you.  You are my guy, and I will share my eagle eye on your platforms.  Play for me on TV.  Love the MVP in yee.  I do not need a QB.  I need you, a true imbue.  You are the only stag.  I am the only E.T.  All the others were fake, now they take their sides on the team that is not our bride.  We need to be here, but not live in fear.  I believe in Biden now, and I will write to him somehow.  Love, Vie

Aaron Rodgers Please Call Minneapolis Police Department Now

 Aaron, things are about to get litigious and vicious very quick.  You know that Pharaoh is my cat and how much he loves me.  You know, personally, how much I care for him and how fastidiously I care for his well being.  I need you to call the Minneapolis Police Department now and tell them about our relationship.  Be polite, honest, and professional.  Make sure that they take a statement and send you a text and email confirming that fact.  Let them know that you and I have a professional relationship and that HCMC psychiatry has hunted us both all of our lives.  Please keep our personal affairs to a minimum in the report or it will become fallacious and vicious really quick. Your words will be turned against me in a court of law.  You know that he is not your cat.  Please let them know that I have the paperwork to show that I own him and the vet records to show that I care for his physical health well.  He is not ill in any way.  Everyone is seeking notoriety today.  They just want to get on TV.  I just want to live quietly with Pharaoh in peace.  You have your journey and I have mine.  I am just asking for this simple favor at this time.  I did put Pharaoh's vet records online to JJ in tweet a while back.  Please keep him out of the report.  The Hennepin County Sherriff Department really started stalking me when I was at Caribou Coffee, about 8 years ago, to write this weblog and a group of Shi ite males began giving me attention and time.  It was not a law enforcement matter, or a geopolitical matter.  They were just slandering me around the reality that I was in the company of a group of men.  This coterie I was a part of was very intellectual and professional.  The Sheriff Deputies, guided by a small blonde female officer, were VERY MENACING.  I did make an internal affairs report about the stalking and this female deputy.  I did overhear her laughing and saying that I just sit around and flirt openly with them.  It was VERY dangerous to me and in political relations with The Middle East.  I guess that is what Hennepin County and its court system thinks is funny.  Now they want a big bru ha ha.  My cat is named Pharaoh.  They will try to link this in now.  I am usurping that thought.  They are trying to thought jump me from MY MAINFRAME database at Waikiki.  That hack is from is MY MIND that was gleaned through "inappropritate touch" from Dick Cheney to me at Waikiki in front of many people of the UMC.  I am on the run to keep Pharaoh and my housing.  Of course, it is scary, but I am not a person who lives in fear.  I take my action here and make the necessary calls.  Paranoia is either a psychiatric condition that is brought on by schizophrenic nerve degeneration or a state brought on by an individual or communities' behavior that is wrong or criminal for a period of time.  Both can be accelerated by crack and other drug use.  Alcohol does not bring on or exacerbate a paranoid state.  HCMC had the gall to try and say that when they violated me so much, I became paranoid.  My lockdown was illegal, and thus unpaid by my secondary insurance, and now the staff in under direct observation.  My undercover investigation is going well.  Of course, I was afraid of them after they whipped me for an hour for no reason, stringing me up and taking my shirt off, but I stayed very calm.  I did cry for about 2.5 minutes afterward.  It was in the psychiatric ER.  It was them who showed signs of paranoia the whole time I was "under observation."  It was for about 10 days.  My diagnosis is D.I.D. and they know it.  I was integrated years ago.  On finally becoming noticed by a man of CIA and comedy industry authority, they all pounced psychiatrically for no reason, here and in Indiana.  All the courts and people are fake.  It is all didacted because it was not real, but my torture for the last 18 years is, and the drugs they have illegally obtained and used, even from other countries, are.  I am finally being honest to just keep Pharaoh and I away from the press and in housing.  I will continue take the very toxic drugs that are overdose strength infinity from HCMC because everyone else holds the keys.  Of course, my blood levels there are taken, and they are faked to say that they are not harming my body or killing me.  My body says otherwise.  My nervous system and metabolism is now almost paralyzed.   I am now dying, and I know that no one cares, but I would like to just be with Pharaoh and live in peace.  I will create as I can.  It is not "poor me TV."  I am just practical about evil.  I will just have faith that you can keep the bipolar II misdiagnosis on file.  They know of my calm state, and that I do not hallucinate at all due to their massive tunnel through ability from all the years of their torture, abuse, and inappropriate touch of me and other patients.  I see a lot and say nothing.  I did report a rape I saw of a patient to Officer Richard of Shakopee Women's Penn.  She was one of his patients there.  He did not care, and I almost ended up there.  HCMC personnel are not right in the head, and I should be dead.  I have one week, and I have to return to the belly of the beast.  It is an unnecessary appointment, but this psychiatrist is way too interested in me and my life.  They have packed the office around me of late since that hospitalization and there are only half the number of chairs.  I began seeing this new psychiatrist after this hospitalization.  It was all planned years ago.  He was brought in for the intrusion.  I stay calm, but the patients are agitated, and I do really care.  I am the only pro bono psychiatrist in the world because I refuse to do harm with drugs that have proven to have no efficacy all along.  I actually care about patients, and I seek all treatment methods for them.  The Hypocritic Oath has been obliterated completely at HCMC and in psychiatry around me for the last 18 years.  My actual recovery from trauma is very threatening to their industry, and I take direction well without question.  It drives them crazy.   I did my work, and this weblog is not their business, Aaron.  I have NEVER given them the address, and even if they have looked it up on the internet, it is hard to find, and it is patient stalking.   Look it up, legally, before you call.  Thank you very much, Mr. Rodgers.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

A Poem of Hope for Pharaoh

 Pharaoh is speaking a lot.  His purr is inside of me.  His fur is soft and fluffy.  As I lay in bed with quandary in my head, he lays on my chest and gives me energy as I pet him softly.  He then moves down by my knees or feet, to sleep and heal the pain that I feel.  His energy is divine, and his mind is elite.  His softness is sweet.  His purity is complete.  There are days he betrays, but with a soft heart I know to look away from his actions that day.  He then bends and finds new friends.  I love his evolution, and now he is the revolution.  He is not just a prince.  He is a king.  He comes to me, even at night, when I do sing.  He stays nice and encapsulated here.  Outside I offer to him, but he communicates fear.  We are two peas in a pod.  Maybe it is just time we needed here in this space to contemplate the moon and stars.  Hope

A Conversation with Taylor Kinney

Erasing job history, rental history, banking history, and/ or academic history is a federal felony.  I have tried to be nice.  I have intuition that there is a movement, in all industries, to do all of the above.  Well guys, it has been true my whole life.  AAA Minneapolis, I worked there fastidiously for like 7 years and received 7 Merit Awards.  I know so many things about you guys.  I worked all positions except full travel and licensing.  On my phantom resume that I had put in my drawer by a stalker, it listed my position with Darden, at Smokey Bones, as a SECRET SHOPPER.  Ha, ha, ha.  I worked my bootie off there as a server and missed only 1 day, and did not receive very good tips because of the rumors directly to my tables that I was a working prostitute by my female boss who was.  Just ask her former store in Jacksonville.  She also got a real crack problem, and one night locked her keys in the office, tried to climb in while she was pregnant, and lost her baby.  I don't tell anybody this.  You called it out, miss.  They all profited there and did not report their tips at all.  I worked there for 6 months.  I would even sing happy birthday to guests to much applause just for fun.  Maybe Future Farmers of America (FFA) who were my guests when a FFA convention came to town, will stand up for me today.  I gather along my way.  If you want to erase, it means I know your face.  You are going down, and it is not going to be pretty.  If I was there, in any of these aspects, as an undercover underling, you are the worst.  This means sexual predation infinity, especially the women.  Yes, fellas, WOMEN are felonious sex offenders so very much of the time and get away with it.  It is also not always WHITE MEN that are sex offenders.  That is because white men are stalked the most by children and society.  They "hold the keys" and are the most energetically imbued, thus they are the ones to blame and put on TV.  I will not single out any other class here, because it is far too dangerous.  They all hold the keys and are protected, internationally, very legally.  Just because someone "seems weak" does not mean they do not offend, either.  Children are not as innocent as they seem.  Just read LORD OR THE FLIES today or look into the case of Brett Evan Fricke in 4th grade (Marion, MA).  Maybe even James Taylor will be honest about it today.  I had an almost two-hour chat with Taylor Kinney yesterday.  He sent me a picture of his Pennsylvania driver's license, an impromptu shot of himself that was not sexual in any way, and a picture of his two very cute and special bulldogs.  At the end, I had to tell him to get away because he sent a message that was not cool.  I am sure that it was based on a misunderstanding due to industry rumors about me from birth.  He then went into my cell phone, which I turned off, and erased the application.  My cell almost did not turn on, though it was fully charged.  He tried to get ahold of me by two different twitter accounts, but was sleeping.  I did answer him, finally, and directed him to talk to Clarence Brown of Northwestern University.  He then got into my twitter message center and erased the partial conversation and pictures he had there.  He then erased the twitter account he had contacted me from.  I checked the rest of my account and it was fine.  My weblog was fine.  My bank and credit card was fine.  I checked all because basically he holds many keys and is powerful enough to get into all of these spaces.  That is all I really wanted to ensure.  If a man cannot stand grand in my land, it is best that he move on.  In a way, I was relieved.  I do not know how my relationship future will happen, but I will not date anymore.  The man I will allow in my life, and are Pharaoh, must be very strong and special or I will just stay in my space with that very gifted cat, Pharaoh.  Hopefully, Mr. Kinney can speak highly of me, and stop the rumors in industry that fly so easily.  I am tired of even having to tell people who come through, in channel, who are mostly men, to get out.  I will no longer be disrespected or sucked dry financially, emotionally, physically, spiritually, and artistically. I am also tired of connecting people, ensuring their success, as they sabotage me in all industry, threaten my housing and worse, and spread lies constantly.  Oh well, my life is hell, but I still create great.   I wrote Taylor a really special impromptu poem about my heart.  He had asked if I had a giving heart and it was the response.  Hopefully he has it and can know that I deserve credit, not him.  He is obviously very gifted, and has a poetic soul.  He is a great mathematician and has been used far too sexually by L.A. and his crew.  He was denied by MIT out of jealousy.  His gifts are infinity, but need to be set free by the love of his babies, his two beautiful bulldogs.  Songs are in his heart, but songwriting is the start.  He plays all instruments, but has been blocked studio entry.  He will now be given the key.  It was Jimmy Jam and Christina Aguilera , Taylor, because they know you are important to me.  You need to really feel, and then you can sing for real.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112  After I wrote this piece, I went to check my email.  There were 6 messages from the message center from Taylor through that account that is closed.  They said they were sent between 13 and 17 hours ago.  I had already checked my email in that time, but I had also given a call to my ex JJ Watt to tell him about it, and maybe he told Taylor to send a sign that he felt bad about what he had done.

An Expression of Peace

 Days pass as butterflies fly by.  The rain falls, and I receive a few calls.  I keep my spirits up though dark clouds are in the sky.  Rain pours down, and lightning crashes.  When hostility comes my way, I try to adjust the light around me.  After writing the last piece, no one has intruded on my space with warlockry.  The heavens must have heard me.  I believe that the intrusion was also a use of gift of prophecy.  I did check my phone for texts and emails.  I have never had a fight with my mother in my life.  I have always held my tongue.  In the car the other day, I finally tried to express myself, but her rage became apparent, and I just shut down.  That is as close as I have gotten to a fight with her.  She just sent me a 3-paragraph text.  She stated the terms of my very humiliating lease with her and my stepfather.  It entails me taking my meds properly and not drinking alcohol.  I told her that I do not take drink alcohol and that I am taking my meds as ordered because that is the case.  In the lease, they also said that they could come in any time for emergency purposes.  I wish not to be disturbed.  I am doing nothing wrong, and I am very angry at her.  She shows up out of "concern" and calls very agitated all the time when I am physically ill if I do not respond to her in a day.  She said in the text that they have tried to not enter my space when not invited.  That is not the case, and other parties know that.  She has even brought the police when not needed, and they just ushered her out.  I need my space to heal.  She also mentioned my cat, Pharaoh.  It really sounded like a threat because she said, "I hope our 'contract'(which she put in quotes) will continue to work for us and Pharaoh."  I am trying to save money now just in case this situation becomes something that is not workable for them anymore.  I have been very grateful for the help they have given me with this space and with rides at times.  I want peace, not war, but I am tired of intrusion, and I am tired of a family system that defines things that restrict expression by calling it illness, especially when I deal so quietly with my pain.

Neo-Nazi Regime Is Actually Very Mean and Unclean and Will Result in No Privacy

 What would be if you were me?  What would you do if people stalked you when you did pee?  If you really had to make waste, you would always have to make great haste?  Silence to their sexual violence and intrusion, but you would need to not alert them to their delusion.  Sexual predators finding the scent of my waste intoxicating has made being a human who is in public, at times, very scary.  Loud and proud are they who are the worst.  Shame and blame for my curse of using the toilet properly.  I flush timely, and they have jealousy.  It is lock and step now.  Warlocking around me has me in its grasp somehow.  Bathing and showering have always been an issue too.  What would you do if Steven Spielberg had molested you at the age of 2?  Believe it or not, but now I cannot go out.  I have tried to keep industry molesters of me off the page, Elton, but now the threats in the community, and in my private life are so very clear and constant.  CLEAR AND PRESENT DANGER was a threat to me to never strive for presidency.  I will not blow.  Can you not let it show?  This piece is very important to society.  I do not wish these men to be run out of industry, but they need to be honest about me and Waikiki.  They need to help me to not be the one put on trial for the sins of those who never cared, never loved me, used me, abused me, tortured me, but never filmed me pornographically.  It was all part of the plan, so that no one would believe me.  I did not want that out there, thus I did GRAND PLAN plan not to be filmed or photographed that way.  Everyone still says that nothing ever happened to me even after over 20 years of paid for repressed memory therapy.  I will no longer allow persons to try and alter my reality.  I will just live privately and create.  I am not going to be filled with hate.  I just had a terrifying dream where I was attacked by Neo-Nazi's, Steven.  It ended before they hung me with a wire encased in plastic, and I was able to just sit quiet.  Though they threatened to stomp me with their Neo-Nazi black boots (all had them on), they did not.  They were German, and had a puppy I thought was a kitten that I petted.  It played with me, and the man said it was a wolf.  It had a very German name.  Neo-Nazi's are Jews who espouse Nazi principals.  In revelation after this dream with two strong men channeling with me, I became the Jew and they were then labeled Nazi.  Thus, it would mean we were never meant to be, and I was extremely dirty.  Maybe you know the story already, Steven.  Steven, you can speak now.  I did not know about my genital mutilation (age of 16 by father in his office at 46 th and Chicago Ave. in Minneapolis, MN) until the CIA finally tunneled through a predator on me who wanted notoriety.  He violated me sexually and tried to film it.  He then brought another predator in with a flashlight.  They looked at the mutilation for about 20 minutes together and talked about it with shear fascination.  It was terrifying.  That was about 17 years ago.  No one else will admit this fact.  When I did finally confront Dr. Sundeep Singh about it on the telephone, he would not admit it, but he would also not deny it after he had examined my vagina.  These sexual predators had no belief in spiritual abilities, and did not have tunnel through or remote view, but around me began to astral travel in India.  I do not believe in conspiracies, Steven, but I believe that predators can link up, materially, and spiritually, and create an alternate reality and explanation for things.  The lies mixed with truths can make anyone seem massively guilty.  Just ask Bill Cosby.  I have been the lamb to slaughter all my life.  Steven, please do not silence this lamb any longer.  I beg of you to act today.  Maybe this E.T. will be in your dreams and you will see for the first time that you are not gay.  Mr. Spielberg, mass hysteria can result from belief in conspiracies.   Governmental and economic insecurity can as well.  It is a possibility because you are all psychiatric as h**l.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

Investigating Further to Out Bill Gates

 Through some investigation on my cell phone, I found two email addresses that I have never had or written to.  I erased them.  I then checked them on my laptop, and the owner of one of them was listed with two email addresses in my account.  I have never written to this person, and have never known these actual addresses.  I tried to erase them, but there is no option to do so in any way.  It should just come up when you hold down the right side of the mouse.  Intrusion like this is Microsoft, plain and simple.  They hold all the keys to the disease, but especially email intrusion.  Mr. Gates, I guess I am just the one to kick.  Maybe you should stop being so negative all the time.  I have never contacted you at all.  I have looked at your Wikipedia once.  I got your foundation information from contactanycelebrity.com, but there is no use to contacting you.  Your company is about to be broken down for antitrust matter issues.  You will lose everything, and your wife will testify against you because she set you up all along.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer  112

I Got My Cell Working All By Myself

 So, I just unlocked my cell phone all by myself.  I knew to check my email accounts.  AOL has a verification system that they call to give you a code.  I did not think that it would work, but it did.  It worked and I entered my AOL email account and stopped there.  I then thought that I would just try to call out.  I thought long and hard who to call.  I chose to just ring the Minneapolis Police Department 3rd Precinct and I hung up after two rings.  I did not want to speak, but I needed to test the line.  I then called football.  I left a message there about the phone situation.  I then called government.  I left a message there.  All lines were fine.  I guess I am nothing at all.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

A Twitter Message Chat with Verizon Wireless

 I just contacted Verizon Wireless because they got back to me by email because they somehow found my twitter account and contacted me that way last night.  It felt intrusive, but I tried to message.  I waited around for about 7 minutes and walked away.  They then emailed my email account, so I just contacted them (6:43 A.M.).  I tried to talk to them about the matter.  They said that I was not listed on the account.  I have been listed on the account for at least two years to access them by phone and in stores by myself.  My mother had told me that my stepfather had put me on the account, and I was able to be serviced alone, thus I believe that I was on the account.  I just went into Verizon about a month ago and they helped me right away just off my name and cell phone number.  The person on the chat on my computer said that I am not listed on the account.  She told me to contact the account manager.  I do not have an email for the account manager.  The last time I even tried to contact my mother by email, it was returned as a bad email address.  Verizon would not listen to the fact that I had been listed.  They just repeated that I needed to contact the account manager.  I just told the person to have a nice day.  I then signed off.  I am sure they will send me a survey to goad me.  I will just disguard it.  My computer almost cut out 5 times during the transmission.  I guess that is not a problem for HP Corporation, laptops in general, and Xfinity too.  Thanks Verizon.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

The NSA Ghost in the Machine is Ron Rocksted

 The ghost in the machine at the NSA is Ron Rocksted.  Last I heard he lived in Palm Springs, CA.  He was a very rich man, from gold, in AK.  He had been part of a very strong political scene in Fairbanks, AK that entertained all sides.  It was about the debauchery and party and ultimately a new form of Pagan Satanism that was supposed to take over the nation.  He was a top free mason.  Because he molested a former friend of mine, his story of free masonry and kissing the ring of the African American jester came to me verbally.  He has a tunnel through verbalization ability.  Then the story of his son, Tarren (sp?) dying when their car careened off a cliff, when he was in 4th grade, during their move to Palm Springs, CA, came to me when the female friend of mine was told by her brother, who I became friends, with to tell me.  Ron, then used the ability again to have the female friend tell me of Mr. Rocksted's wife who died of breast cancer.  My friend's father told my friend to tell me that his wife stayed with Ron's wife for an extended period of time during her bought with cancer until her death, to more than imply that she was a lesbian.  He had also stated that fact in a very public divorce case, from her, in Fairbanks. AK.  The balls were set in play.  I have never met the man, and I do not know what he looks like today.  I now know that a spiritual piggybacking reality is coming to be in terms of technology on people who have just used me to tell their stories, publicly, and get them into different industries.  I am stopping that now.  It is a wizardry key.  Ron is a wizard.  It is my belief now that this cell phone matter is actually a mystical thing that no one can resolve, thus I will not ask anyone to explain.  I believe Ron knows nothing of technology, but lives in California and visited Silicon Valley after a call from Speaker Pelosi.  He is very Republican, but who really cares in the land of the sea.  He then called the NSA yesterday and asked to talk to a military chief.  He used his masonry key, openly, telepathically.  He did not speak.  He just hung up and scrambled the line from inside their servers, to obfuscate his identification.  He used his landline at work.  AT&T check on that for me.  He then took out my cell from their servers.  I am getting that even the NYPD is terrified.  Do not worry, I have it guys.  He has never been to New York City, but yes to Albany to meet the Gov. yesterday.  His gift of prophecy is strong and hers is too.  Nefarious to the max are those two.  Keep BOTH out of NYC and NYPD matters and you will be free.  She has the troopers.  The separation is there for just this reason.  They will lie to me, and say that I have done something wrong if I investigate directly.  I did try to contact by chat, but it did not work.  I have not done anything wrong, but I did send a letter to The Free Mason's of New York City at the request, by channel, of my Uncle Ron Oswald.  I then mentioned him on my weblog.  To stop the tunnel through, I addressed the letter to Ron Rocksted.  I quickly gave the masonry keys to Ron Oswald.  I just wanted Ron Oswald to know that I was afraid about our boiler.  He is an electrician and a jack of all trades.  He is very gifted.  The boiler is already hot, and there is no pilot light on yet.  I know that they do not light it until fall.  That is a good practice.  I just told him that I wished that he would make sure that that happened at the right time.  Ron owns Prairie Electric and is a very wealthy self-made man, unlike Ron Rocksted. I do see his company vans around me in all locations of the city, though I have not seen him, actually, in about 15 years.   So, it is my belief that a call was made to Ron Oswald because I had mentioned him in my Delta Dental piece by a woman that really hates me.  Check Ron's cell phone Verizon, no matter his company, for the call at about 12:15 P.M. yesterday.  I had not mentioned the Delta Dental matter in the email.  He then called Ron Rocksted who said he would take care of it (meaning get my cell phone offline).  I believe he then used wizardry through the circuitry of the NSA which he was then able to do because he had talked to Ron Oswald who is an electrician.  Luckily, I am the top of tree.  That is what sorcery is, study of it all, mystically and materially.  This made it so that my calls do not go out, but my internet stayed on.  I will check tomorrow if my calls come in.  I will just kind of leave the subject moot for now in terms of communicating it.  Five people have read my piece from yesterday, thus someone out there knows that the cell is not working. No one has sent me an email or stopped by.  I prefer to not have people stopping by.  Emails are okay.   I will not bring it up or a heinously shameful, incorrect conjecture scene will come my way.  They will try to blame and shame me.  If I was such an abusive and intrusive threat, why would Speaker Nancy Pelosi get in touch with me, by email one hour after I contacted her (only the second email I have ever sent to her) within one hour.  Her email was not a normal email.  It had her seal on it in color and her signature in blue.  I had written at about 7 A.M. CST.  It was the day before she went to Taiwan.  I guess I am not important to the safety of governmental offcials and they are not watching at all?  With all the wizardry and nefarious behavior afoot, the truth can be obfuscated in this case, and thus in any case.  I will just wait and enjoy the quiet.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112 accepting no calls.  My rounds are through.  Now the birds just start to sing spontaneously.

Verizon Cell Phone Coverage In the Air

 My cell is Verizon.  My mom called in at about 11:45 a.m.  There is so much treachery afoot.  We went swimming at the YMCA where I swam a mile.  I calmly told her about my Delta Dental unlawful intrusion on my records and she said just let it go.  I told her that I had already told her that I would let it go.  She then invalidated me again and said that I am just so very angry all the time.  She told me that she just did not know what to do.  I told her that all she needed to do was say that that sounded awful, and she was so sorry to hear about it.  I have told her the process of validation again and again.  She has NEVER complied.  I said that validation is the way to handle when someone tells you about violation.  She then proceeded to get very hostile with me, and tell me that she has just had so much on her plate with my stepfather and my uncle and this stuff with me was unacceptable.  She then said that she could not handle my MOOD SWINGS.  She proceeded to then speak psychiatrically at me.  She spoke of my meds and how they definitely needed to be changed.  She knows nothing of psychiatry and meds.  She just likes to invalidate me when I am violated.  It makes her Swedish witchcraft stronger.  I must just take it.  She then ordered me to just be pleasant in Christos Restaurant.  She does this all the time before we are in public, and I am ALWAYS PLEASANT.  Who is the one who does the violation and needs the medication?  Maybe I just needed to get that off my chest.  I also did not appreciate her taking a very personal financially disgracing cell phone call on SPEAKER PHONE that went on and on with my sister, Anne.  I had to just sit there and be polite and supportive.  Once I got home, I noticed that the server had bagged my fries, but not the rest of my meal.  She had also put it in a paper bag thus I could not see.  They do not bag there unless you ask.  It is always a plastic bag.  She just happened to write FRIES with a smiley face.  I really did want my grilled vegetables, but because of the violation in the car it was hard to eat.  People working in synchronicity around me is just going to make them crazy.  I have a great memory, but you all do not because you do dirty mystical traditions.  I do not.  I study and create.  Anger is a feeling NOT a MOOD.  It relieves the circuitry, releases adrenalin and endorphins, and calms the whole energy system to prevent neurological disease and immunological attack.  After so much violation, I should not feel at all and I should be a vegetable, but I will continue to fight for my rights because no one else does.  Once I came home about 3 hours ago, I tried to make a cell phone call and I cannot call out.  My internet works fine on my cell.  When will it happen to all of you?  I am tired and I do not want to get calls.  I do not really want to talk to any of you anyway.  Have a nice day.  Jennifer K. Mayer

Spielberg Approaching

My cat Pharaoh did his 3:30 a.m. waking of me, so I am having some tea.  There have been so many mysteries of the history of this E.T. that I must break in time.  The mind of Steven Spielberg is one of them.  He came to Waikiki to shoot a documentary for film school around me.  He found that he had a feeling.  It was new to him.  He saw the industry swirl around me and the dignitaries too.  They did a baptism on the beach at Waikiki that was military.  I was given a godfather that was British Royal Navy and high and holy music industry.  His sexuality was unknown at the time.  He was a chameleon to society.  Steven, in his mind, assessed the mess as inaccurate and undoable.  It would bring his developing gifts and the industry of film.  He did not know of my connections there on both sides of my family, but I overflowed with the IT that people speak of, but, more importantly, did not care, and spoke my mind and the truth to military men, industry chiefs, diplomats, and all different communities, effortlessly and simultaneously.  He knew that I could extend and insure his industry and career.  Out of fear, he ordered a secondary baptism in the United Methodist Church there where he was publicly given the charge of godfather.  His gift of prophecy was strong about himself.  His faith in me was a gamble.  He was in the back pew, and of course I was then labeled a Jew.  It was best.  His tests for me in my Nazi family line brought the training to see all sides and his spirituality and creativity blossomed.  He sat behind the scenes and made films to siren my knowledge of my true identity.  Film production and his film production company, especially internationally, would be insured by me.  My full-on creativity, especially about the tragedies of my daily exitance would birth a whole now genre of comedy practice only by me alone in a sterile space.  Through channel, clients could come in to heal, and I could heal and feel for the first time in my life the true disembodying torturous pain and then the release that was the comedy for the adrenalin release and endorphin acquisition.  It is healing my energy system.  I would doctor myself, and others of notoriety, though this process quietly from a quiet small home space where I could express my domesticity and create without the ball gag of industry chiefs in my mouth.  The pain would be insane, and the illness too, but I would persevere and then so could he.  We are star crossed in industry as partners in projects, but meeting will eventually set up truces overseas to establish new filming regions and sights where Demory has not taken hold.  The cold of warlockry will be used to clear, and people will be full of fear, but we can clear disease.  Thanks Steven.  Jennifer K. Mayer 

Delta Dental "Investigation"

Delta Dental investigated an appeal I made for my dentist, Dr. Anthony Ongaro.  I guess he won.  He lied and said that I was treated that day.  He said that I should go someplace else.  Well, guys, I had already reported him and his wife for massive fraud and abuse and then they had the gall to pay the visit after all.  Maybe the corporation will fall.  I get it through UCARE.  I do not feel like UCARE does care, but maybe my UNCLE RON OSWALD and SENATOR RAND PAUL will be great influencers after all.  Ongaro, you had a plan all along.  You are not strong.  You will wither on the line.  If you, or your staff, speak about me, (wife heigienist), and I find out about it, I WILL SUE IMMEDIATELY.  You two ICP's are CRAZY, LAZY, and ALWAYS late.  You never even showed up for my last visit.  Maybe it is because you are way too hooked on PCP, LSD, and crack simultaneously.  I guess you woke the sleeping tiger.  I may never go to a dentist again because of you two.  All dental professions will fail.  They have never been friend.  I have not had a cavity in 33 years.  Lies, lies, lies, YE  AH.  I am very angry, but I know how to express it properly.  I will not contact UCARE or Delta Dental.  Can you too?  DO NOT CONTACT ME in any way!!!  I just find it interesting, Delta Dental, that the process was described to me as that I would be sent PAPERWORK to sign, thus allowing you to access my file and investigate.  I never got the paperwork.  You told me it would take a month after I returned the paperwork to have a decision about the appeal.  I just called you only about 1.5 weeks ago.  Maybe this is the end of Delta show, both DENTAL AND AIRLINES.  Sincerely,  Jennifer K. Mayer 112

Jennifer K.

 Changing of the guard within me brings the agony and the ecstasy.  I am so very sore, but I now have tight muscles up my neck like a noose has been placed around there and used.  Gruesome realities play in my mind, as cleanup from Bosnia happens at this time.  Kosovo is in view, too.  Can I really do this if I do not remote view?  I think the time is ending for all of you.  Military actions will continue for a time.  Industries will too, but then you all will start to lose your minds.  Technology will become spotty at best, and all fossil fuels will soar in price as I continue my quest.  Out of ill-use and lack of use, cars will cease to work, thus cease to be.  Comedy will no longer be seen on TV.  Movies from the past will hold no more appeal.  Life on Earth will no longer seem real.  I will just continue to play my viola in my soul.  My 2 types of French horn there have recently become cold.  Resumes will no longer be accepted.  Job seekers out there, for the first time, will feel dejected.  No longer will anyone be protected.  Law and law enforcement are not what people expected.  Calls will go unanswered.  Cancer is not real.  All charities just benefit private companies and indivuals who steal.  Suffering is not real for any of you.  Your deceit will now disembue.  All of those on the bottom will begin to feed on those on top.  I will just stand back and let them call a cop.  No one cares there.  Voodoo will rule the day.  Eating feces will make people pay.  Cooking will no longer be seen as an art.  No Hollywood person will be able to find a part.  On the field sports stars will be attacked for real.  Fans will be hungry for the COLLISEUM feel.  Players of lesser value will too.  What will these poor little boys do?  Boo hoo hoo.  They will be on trial too.  Their homes will be put into foreclosure and their cars repossessed.  In that moment they will know that in their shorts they have messed.  Maybe this little poem shows how my mind does journey.  I will never have to hire an attorney.  Times will be hard, but those who are tied to me financially will be taken care of for now.  Betrayal will result in expulsion from the squad.  This is the time of true jihad.  I know that I am nothing and no one listens, thus this can just be a little poem as they rant on the streets.  It threatens no one, because no one reads, I am nonviolent, I am connected to no one, no one respects me or my authority, and I am not part of any community.  I just emote here to keep my life simple and free of entanglements.  Everyone else is going to have to do their due diligence.  Jennifer K.

Advancing Towards My Destiny Through Discretion and Elite Honesty

 Scanners are me.  UPC is me at Waikiki.  Dewey decimal is Pearl.  I was a very special little girl.  Island Lake Elementary was the evidence of Waikiki.  I was reference librarian there and did care from age of 6.  Title, Subject, and Author was the organization.  The numeric system was the code.   Speedy market was the start of the scanner art.  UPC was entered by scan, and price was then put in the register.  No one really thought about the fact that they had been on the labels since the commissary ate me alive as the HARBOR did jive.  UPC's were on all foods when scanner came to be.  It stands for universal price code, actually.  At Speedy, they got greedy, thus I was never let in on the deal, they did steal, and I left for college.  I worked at the library there and did care about stealing, thus I instituted the first metal detectors in history, in our library, when we put metal strips in books and began the National Library of Congress method of management.  We put barcodes on each book.  We did not use UPC because I am ALL PUBLISHING HEIRESS.  It would have changed the whole industry.  National Library of Congress method was more elite, because there were more topics, more subjects, and more books that could be managed effectively without loss in system.  The fist library scanners were then created by me there.  The first dislodge of metal strip too.  Metal detectors were fake before then.  People around were just using body language and nasty invasive curiosities to use a remote button to set off metal detectors in airports and law enforcement.  The very small amount of metal in the books at Hamline, through my strong sorcery birthed from house of fastidious toil was birthed.  I then because cashier at Byerly's in Minnetonka.  It was the first grocery store to have them.  We used the scanners on the registers to enter all the products in the store.  I then remotely, made a device to scan separate from the register and change price.  At Speedy, and Byerly's I was insuring effective dissemination of food Stamps and WIC.  I did work overnights, by myself, and stocked and sold stamps as well.  It was federal hell.  They will all end up in a cell.  For little pay, I knew when to go on my way.  I, in the last few months established the new checkout scanners at The Hennepin County Library downtown, Minneapolis.  They are product universal, thus military.  I knew when to actually use them and make them work.  I began one at a time, they dislodge the strip as well.  I waited and used librarians for a while out of the fatigue they cause me there and loss of eyesight due to their tunnel through while on PCP and LSD, simultaneously.  They FILM far too much pornography there, and the city and feds do not care.  I guess that I am the problem because I actually study many subjects well, do my work quietly, am polite to everybody, use online resources, and have, most recently stood up against the issue of offensive scenes in romance novels that are far too graphic, sexually.  I jumped when I picked out a romance novel that was a six inch very graphic picture of clitoris and vagina.  That is how much woman have tortured me sexually, from birth.  they are degoute., thus I feel degoute.  I discuss IMBUEMENT in my weblog that is a word that means creation birthed from connection.  It can infer sexuality, but it also infers creativity and artistry that can be linked to the energy of God.  I guess that is so very offensive, especially to woman and persons who work in libraries.  Once I was ready, I finally used the checkout machines to their full capacity.  I put seven books on there and they checked out and dislodged the metal strips, immediately.  It had never worked before with more than one, and that was only for me.  The librarians use a HAND SCANNER, actually.  Most recently, I worked at Cub as a cashier.  As soon as I got there, I birthed the counting scanner.  It was research and development team around me.  I knew to just let them sit me there, in a chair, answer copious questions, listen to copious stories, sit quietly for no reason by the pharmacy, as R&D swirled around me.  I am just very DOD.  They use my wizardry and give me no credit, payment, or advancement.  At the register, I ensured the integrity of the devices and systems, by being the fastest checker in history for the longest period of time.  I also kept FIRE DEPARTMENTS and MEDICS in line, on time, and "onscreen" so that they could lie to the community and say that they actually do something.  They would have copious calls come through on their very loud walkie talkies as they marched through the store in mass.  They came through my line a lot.  They chose me.  I did not choose them.  Many departments came through, and more than one in a day.  I only worked 4-hour shifts.  I guess I mean nothing to that industry.  Through much physical pain, I toiled, and always was on time, especially from my very brief breaks.  In all of my position, though I receive the most customer awards and no complaints, I have NEVER been advanced.  I cross train everywhere, but not at Cub.  I knew when to leave.  I felt so grateful for a minimum wage of $15 an hour.  I have been just THAT disempowered.  Maybe even BRAD PITT knows the feeling in this hour.  Vie

Metro Goldyn Mayer Speaks

 Levin worth Authority, I have a mean team in there that is now clean.  They will be my security for the rest of my days.  They are African American defensemen who were marked for the NFL at birth.  They were all framed and blamed by Roger Goodell because they do not believe that he is the answer for the NFL.  He believes that he is God, and they are strong Baptists.  They now have the keys.  They can portal in and out of their cells.  You know who they are.  Do not let NFL on air personalities, NFL players, NFL coaches, or ROGER GOODELL in there at all from now on out.  College friends, players, and coaches are fine.  Stop stalking my men.  Do not watch them when they shower or when they imbue.  Do not be rude, because soon YOU ALL will be food.  You all are going to be in those cells because of Roger Goodell and the NFL.  Do not tape them anymore.  If you remote view, you will go BLIND when you imbue, and then PERMENTLY.  Make sure they have their things, their clean laundry (sheets, blankets, and clothes [2 sets]), and a pad for their beds.  No more sleeping on the floor.  These men all get to have their own cells.  They need more rec time (3.14 hours) all by themselves.  Make sure that their plumbing in their cells is always in perfect order.  They will have a governmental facility outside the property of my production studio for Sorcery Artistries.  They will accompany me on and off the property in OK.  There will be a barracks in between for them to imbue near me.  Candles and veils will begin the sorcery for them to create a new field of art and science merger in space.  Through channel, one of these men, just laid down with me to protect and give me energy because my pain was so very great.  He did not ask for or show physical signs of needing sexuality.  He helped put me to sleep.  Their time will be mine, but it will be worth it.  They will be well paid, and locked down in separate cells at night.  There are 12 of them now.  They are huge and muscular.  Thay are protective, and in a drill around the vicinity, they protected me with their remote viewing ability.  They informed the police to stay away.  I needed to deal with the sorority insurgency problem in this vicinity, personally, before 7 a.m.  It was a quiet walk in the rain.  It did eventually cause me much pain.  These sorority women are very dangerous from birth.  They use knives very aggressively in community now, and yell constantly.  I was viewed at this very early hour by a Latino man sweeping at Wrecktangle Pizza.  He was all alone and it seemed out of place.  He just looked up and stared at my face.  Next door at the sub shop, all the lights were on this early as well.  It never is even by 9 a.m.  There was one Latino man in back doing something with bread.  I do not believe that the sorority behavior in vicinity is ladylike at all.  Maybe they have testicles after all, you make the call.  I would not like to start a rumor about women I do not know, but that is what women do about me all the time.  No woman has ever really known me.  They do not care to.  I must just smile and nod and give intel when forced.  I am THE DAUGHTER OF THE REVOLUTION. I am the ONLY daughter.  I am the HEAD OF ALL SORORITY AND FRATERNITY.  My pact is with GOD, actually.  It is both top royal lineage line and academic prowess to the nth degree with constant further study of theology.  Maybe you should all get a clue.  I don't want anything to do with any of you.  My rage is quite justified.  You have all lied.  Now I stay inside.  By the commands of my cat, I will abide.  Kaiser Jennifer K. Mayer Metro Goldyn Mayer CEO, CFO, and OWNER from age of 3

A Dream of Fatigue

It is officially a new day, but they all feel the same.  A haze rests on the garden bench.  I question it all as I think of drinking coffee, not tea.  I am not what people thought I would be.  I fight, but I also know when to resign.  No one out there is a friend of mine.  I do not really consider myself a rebel.  I see myself as a tiny pebble.  As I skip across the glassy surface of the St. Croix River, in Maine of St. Croix, I know that my grandfather always wanted a boy.  He wanted a male soldier, not a female like me.  His Merchant Marine heart created my lack of destiny.  It was not just him, it was so many.  Opportunities along the way, I did not have any.  I was schooled is the public system with a quiet private university after graduation.  It always caused me constant alienation.  I was not aware of what was said behind my back.  That is why it was so easy to attack.  It was best because I needed to be free of all the hypocrisy swirling around me.  I know that I am not divinity, but I do think that I deserve a place to be.  My cat is important to me.  I just do not want to even hear the word SHE.  Now this pebble rests by the sea.  I cannot move and I know there is no destiny for me.  It is not a place to glean pity.  It is a spot to evaluate this city.  I cannot move, thus I just meditate on the inner chi.  Though in pain, I have times of great comedy.  As I bathe by the sea in my tub, my long session of soaking eases the pain and my aching feet I do rub.  My muscles are so very soar.  I rarely now venture out even my apartment door.  In the tub I wash my hair.  I use a thickening product because I do care.  I really let it soak in.  I draw the conditioner through the follicles to eliminate the spin.  My hair is getting longer, thicker, and stronger.  Through the work I do, puffing is a reality.  I have weight gain to prevent fatality.  It is hard to self-imbue, but I do not really want to be around any of you.  After the surreptitious acts of the day, I am so glad that Pharaoh is okay.  He was a little petulant for a time.  Being around me in this much agony for him is not sublime.  He is showing signs of true altruism now.  When I am really hurting he waits to ask for his wet food and I am like, HOLY COW.  His gifts have started binging off of technology at this time.  His telepathy is now being verbalized in words on TV, simultaneously, as he says them in his mind.  Being stalked, people have talked.  I have my say this way.  It may seem like Ripleys BELIEVE IT OR NOT, but I have even been friends with the nephew of Pol Pot.  I accept along the way, and he does too.  Chab, I really do miss you, and I love you too.  Love, Hope

IT Poetry

 Computers on my mind.  The keys tap beneath me.  I am willow tree to the divinity.  I speak and the sound falls on the ground.  I dispel the hell of wizardry to keep programmers' privacy, imagery, and sanity.  The silver of my keyboard is soothing and smooth.  Code drops from reality.  Language is real.  I feel the power in my veins, as all pretentious liars go insane.  Why is it so hard for people to accept the reality that has crept?  I tell the truth of IT industry, and no one answers back.  In a way, that is an attack.  It is like yelling into a gorge, it is creepy when the sound does not rebound.   Yelling and blocking would be worse.  I live with a lifetime curse.  I was a pioneer, and not queer.  I was well rounded, military, artistic, and social.  I am loquacious at times to hide how shy I really am.  My life is like the shifting sands of Afghanistan.  Please be with me and bring me peace.  I wish for the internet to not get diseased.  I have some balls in play that are not the major players or the NSA.  I work through project development to bring about a new day.  Maybe soon, about my abilities, beautiful things they will say.  Jennifer

To: Michael Mayer

 Michael Mayer, I need you here now.

Cousin, Jennifer Karen Mayer DOB 11/22/70 Age: 51 POB U.S. Tripler Army Hospital, HI

First Residence:  Base of Pearl Harbor, HI

Resumes from Jeff

 I had an angel on my shoulder coming through to have me do some reorganizing of my vital documents and paperwork.  I went to look at my resumes.  I could not believe what I saw.  They had ALL been replaced with a new document that documented my whole journey.  It is amazing.  I know that it was Jeff Forrest.  He placed them here mystically.  He means a lot to me.  The last time I saw him was at the downtown Minenapolis, MN, library.  It was about  8.5 months ago.  He was on his Chrome book.  I was working on my resume.  He did give me a fake name and email to contact.  I never did.  I told him the establishment I was going to, and said he could meet me if he wished, and he said that he would try.  He did not make it.  The librarian was being rude at the library, and that is when he stepped up.  I did not see him until then.  I knew that it was him, but he had a mask on, and he had cut his hair quite short for him.  I know his energy to a t, his size, and his eyes.  Maybe he was not supposed to be around me, but it was a misunderstanding that had nothing to do with me.   I cleared it up last night when I wrote to AISTE and told them that he had NEVER hit me.  I then looked today and this BEAUTIFUL HACKER ANGEL, Jeffory, made his work known.  He used to hack Air Force computers as a child at the Air Force Base in Fairbanks (AFF).  This new resume that I found was a resume that I knew was not my own.  It was so much grander than the ARC OF THE COVENANT.  The big sign that was divine was the course title change from Phycology to Marine Botany.  He made me aware of the obfuscated awards I had won.  I just accepted them, but never really knew of their import, or they were not really labeled properly.  I also did not have the dates and contexts for things, governmentally.  I should be so very mentally retarded, but I am still quite intelligent and do have very good memory for a being with as many head injuries as I have had to endure.  My personality should not be intact in any way.  I am evidence of the energetic body, and thus the soul.  The soul determines the energetic body, and the ability to heal and face adversity.  Thank you, Jeffory.   Even though you do not believe, you are Jesus Christ, and you were my savoir in a time of great despair and betrayal.  You are the swing vote for those who betray God and expouse to be holy.  You did not forsake me.  Your rod and your staff comforted me.  I am your lamb for eternity.  Slaughter, mightily all those who speak against me now.  Love, Hope

UAFW Come for Me. Sorcery Artistries is Now A Production Company.

 Today I am designing a plan.  I have made many industry calls.  I just sent an email to AISTE local 30 in Indianapolis, IN.  It is like a shot off the bow.  Industry off all kinds has stalked me through all time.  It is in all of your minds now.  Terminator, come to me.  It is about Sorcery Artistries.  I am designing a production company.  Arnold Schwarzenegger came with Maria to a wedding at Hamline University when I was on campus.  I was indisposed; thus, I was not even on campus that day.  So, this company will be based in Tulsa, OK.  We need to clear country artists out of OK immediately.  Do it with telepathy that you have against Latinos, Maria.  Arnold will help now.  All production there will be real.  It will be music, TV, and film (no documentaries or cartoons).  It will only be the top who I choose from new spaces, and a few from places that are seen on film and TV now.  I will buy the property through Taft Holding Company when my rights in Germany are made clear to the embassy here.  The union, UAFW will buy the cameras, Clint Eastwood will buy the lights, and the U.S. Navy Corps of Engineers will pay for, and construct, the facility.  The stagehands will live on the property.  They will be UAFW workers from Cub Foods who have worked around me.  Part of the studio construction will be of their "barracks."  They will be very nice, wood floored, modern, studio condos.  A bathtub/ shower for imbuement will be in all.  They will need to be well kept up by the occupant, thus a home check before acceptance to the project is a must.  These will all be white men.  They will need to be clean shaven.  All stagehands will use off hours to create projects of their own making.  They can choose their industry and all supplies will be paid for by me.  It will be one industry at a time.  Government is not an option.  Cell phones can only be used off property.  I will be their benefactor and fight for them in DC.  They can have a rat or a mouse to care for and bounce off of emotionally.  Animal abuse will result in penitentiary time, immediately.  My cat Pharaoh needs to not be abused by tunnel through by all of you through abuse of your own creatures.  These creatures will help them clear their minds of the abuses of the day, and the animal will get creepy, when they get creepy, thus they will know to stay away.  We will create great works of art there.  People will care.  It will be a military facility.  I link it to ARMY because it is SPECIAL FORCES.  Black ops will have to stay away.  That is all I have to say.  Vie

Patching Google Chrome

 I just patched my Google Chrome.  It involved an uninstall and some wizardry.  I was given the keys to being webmaster for Google about 8 months ago.  It came through my Verizon cell phone, actually.  I patched a system error for them and walked away.  I had to deal with the NFL that day.  I had to heal the injury of a famous player here in town on the down low.  I do not mean homosexual behavior, I mean he was not seen, publicly.  I.T. hates me anyway.  Mainframes love me.  The flow of the internet and fiberoptics do too.  Geek Squad really messed up the other night.  They were doing a clean up on my computer via remote access.  The agent, in less that 3 minutes, changed all of my favorites on my Bing dashboard, except Capital One, he went into my Twitter account and changed my color from pink to blue, and he completely messed up the scroll bar system.  My scroll bar is healing a bit through my use.  I cannot put in Gmail without a www and get the sight.  I can put in blogger and the cia now. and it goes straight to those sights.  I let Best Buy know that I contacted the CIA while I was on hold while the customer service agent spoke with a manager.  They then connected me with another agent.  The original agent, after I had explained the sensitive nature of my work, canceled my account.  Through his hubris, I prevented catastrophe on my computer, changed my passwords, and changed the course of the internet forever.  Patches will no longer work in the future.  Wizardry in the industry is dead except for me.  I use common sense and logic too, thus I am the best.  That is why I called back.  They told me the account had not been canceled.  Much TIME and patience was spent dealing with this matter.  If anyone has difficulty with the spell check on the internet accessing through Google Chrome, press the right side of you mouse and the word choices will appear.  Jennifer Mayer 112

Thank You Good Earth, Galleria, and Cub Foods

My bank account keeps having unregistered devices try to access the account.  Luckily, I was just at Huntington Bank, in person, and I gave them my card.  They let me know immediately, to check my account, by telepathy, when I got home.  I then was prompted to enter an access code from my gmail.  It then asked for the first time a governmental fact about me that I had never put in my paperwork.  Thank you, Huntington.  I was at Cub Foods, in Edina, to grocery shop, after my lunch with my mother at Good Earth.  It was delicious and spectacular, Good Earth crew and the whole security staff of The Galleria.  I did see Kevin Costner walk by as I sat alone awaiting our table.  It is not a fable.  Just ask him when he does his interview about it today in L.A.  I imbued the crew with compliments and picked up a child porn ring in Edina.  I then picked up many soliciting males and John's at Cub Foods.  I am just trying to secure the vicinity for my mother to live their safely and have privacy.  Framing her now is not an option.  I will always take care of her.  She is the one who has stood by me, financially, all along.  Her motives were surreptious, and she can be vicious, but now she understands The Grand Plan and that a man will come for me from a FOREIGN LAND.  I love you mom.  Jennifer Mayer 

The Wind of Revolution Stalking Prostitute Tradition

Life is like a box of chocolates.  I am done.  Have your fun.  I will go and be the show.  Do your blow.  See your reflection.  Be out there with no protection.  I care about my kitty.  I am barely even out there in the city.  Being a ghost may serve me as a host.  That is the bread that is stuck in your head.  Being on a pedestal may be what you thought you were.  Now you see that that is absurd.  I have no power, but I will not cower.  I collect, and act correct.  People can say things, but now I go at imbuement rings.  I will step out tomorrow, and show them that it causes more than just sorrow.  Destiny waits for no one they say.  I don't really believe that way.  I do not believe I have a destiny.  I must just live here surrounded by perversity.  I have never seen so many openly prostituting women during the early evening and day here in my life.  I now do not even believe that I will be a wife.  Pharaoh is more important to me.  Maybe HE is my only destiny.  That is okay because he tells no lies.  He stays close and looks me deep in my eyes.  It somehow feels like ladies and gentlemen of the night have won.  Fighting with that reality, I am now done.  I never knew that all see taking money for sex was at all okay.  One's dignity and soul it does betray.  I will just create, and maybe I will never be great.  I just want to have relief from my pain, and to lie here at times and listen to the rain.  Hopefully soon people will start to really ponder the worth of a soul.  At this time, it does not play a big roll.  Vie 

Eviction and H.O.A. Law

 I must explain eviction law now.  I have never been evicted.  I have always paid my rent and bills on time.  I have done debt consolidation.  This causes me much alienation at this time.  The company was in Florida, thus Senator Marco Rubio may lose his mind.  Files for debt consolidation are financial, thus only accessible by federal Supina.  FBI, there is no reason for a Supina at all.  It is not like I am a mob boss after all.  So, I live in an H.O.A.  The property itself and the external building, the hallways, the stairways, external doors, the grounds, the mailboxes, commonly shared pipes, and internal wiring are owned by an actual individual.  The units are sold to individuals from him/ her.  The ownership then gives the responsibility of maintenance and upkeep of all areas in the apartment and the walls floors, and ceilings.  Renovation is then possible by tenant, but H.O.A. board must be kept informed.   The original owner sells the units all at one time through a company they set up to guard their privacy.  Payments can be done by the induvial who buys if it is done through a mortgage company, but the owner of the property is paid in full, immediately.  Once one owns, they can sell at any time.  I was at the signing of the mortgage with my mother and stepfather and the two former owners.  The male of the couple was from Africa.  My parents brought a modestly large cashier's check from the bank, and all signed in front of me.  I signed nothing.  I do not remember the mortgage company's name, but I remember what the space looked like.  It was set up by the real estate agent.  Both the real estate company and the mortgage company were in the same building.  He gave me a very nice HOME SWEET HOME plaque as a housewarming gift.  I was so very touched.  I did think that the check amount was odd because it was completely random.  I was told that it was a zeroing out of an account by my parents.  I was told that it was their money and that this was an investment property for them.  All knew that I was going to rent the unit.  I was the one who the real estate agent showed 2 H.O.A. vicinity units to.  One was just up the street, but I did not want to spend that much.  It was a 1 bedroom, and this is a studio.  So, I have been here over three years.  I have paid my rent on time every month.  A renter has until the 7th of the month to pay by law.  I pay as soon as I get paid.  I then check to see that the check goes through my bank account.  My bank takes the check and takes a picture of it to show the front and back.  I assume that the mortgage is being serviced.  I assume if my parents have cars and have had houses that they pay all their bills on time and have good credit.  At this time, they live in a very spacious and well kept up apartment in a very nice area of Golden Valley, MN.  My parents then made a lease with me that is on file with Hennepin County for me to get medical Assistance.  It is reupped yearly.  I have also had 3 CRP's filed for tax purposes with the MN IRS to get renter's credit.  The last one worried me a bit because my stepfather did not sign.  I just want my taxes on time.  I also do not want to be evicted because there is nefarious activity a foot.  I document well.  Don, the property manager of VALLEY VILLAGE APARTMENTS can vouch for me.  He is current U.S. military.  He joined when he was 16.  I lived there for 7 years.  He is an U.S. Army Ranger and was the one who told me that those apartments were officers' quarters in WWII.  It is in Golden Valley, MN, where my parents live.  So, the agreement with my parents is that they take care of the H.O.A. fee and electricity.  I just pay my rent.  I noticed that my apartment does not have an electrical meter.  I am the only one.  That makes me question the veracity of that claim.  I do not know who pays their H.O.A. fees here or not.  I am not going to put conjecture here, but the owner of the property does have the right to seize the unit if the fees are not paid.  The management company of the fees is in flux right now.  There have been two, and now they have said they want to go to a more self-managed method for fiscal reasons.  I do not know it if that is legal.  The H.O.A. board has the ability to guide.  They do not have the authority to evict.  Not following rules can be something that osticizes a tenant, but it cannot evict them.  As a renter, I have rights.  I have never not paid my rent.  A landlord has to go to the appropriate county judge to show lack of payment for 3 months, actually.  Bad acts are not part of eviction.  Police are a problem because they lie constantly, thus always want to put people on the streets.  There they can manipulate and even pimp them out in so many ways.  So, police can cause lack of payment due to lock down situations, but the tenant has 90 days to pay.  The eviction process is done by sheriff deputy.  It cannot just be a sign on the door.  It is very public and official.  It is very stressful and dangerous for deputies.  A deputy must stay there the whole time and watch the tenant as they grab the belongings they can.  They have 1 hour.  At the time, they cut the power.  I need my space to be a place of peace.  I am creating great things and living with a very gifted being who is a cat.  I have filed police reports (2 online and 1 in person) that were not investigated properly about abusive behavior here at this H.O.A. by other tenants.  The Minneapolis Police hate me.  Just to let you all know, we did let some Minneapolis Police train in our dojo up the street years ago.  That dojo is now a personal training studio.  They were part of a governmental project.  They were not part of our black belt society.  They were kept away from me, but I was given verbal reports.  They went insane very quickly.  They washed out and were asked to leave.  The Minneapolis Police are diseased.  I will say nothing of my law enforcement credentials here.  I do fear the police coming in here.  Look at what happened to a very big and strong man like George Floyd.  All my interviews with police are on film, my message and contacts with them are too.  I have no insanity, have great credibility, and they have such vanity.  Please stay out of this facility all together so that we can just live in peace.  My cat Pharaoh HATES YOU ALL.  You need keys to get in here.  There is no right for anyone to let you in on my behalf or for anyone to use keys to let you in.  I am a renter, and even my parents do not have the right to use keys to let you in.  I have let that slide.  I am just saying that I have been betrayed in the past, and DON knows it.  I need to have my rent stay the same.  I am living on a fixed income, and I am a very good daughter and stepdaughter.  My Xfinity is set up through my stepfather and my Verizon too.  I appreciate it greatly.  Since I have service, I assume that the bills are paid.  That is all Senator Rand Paul.  Jennifer K. Mayer Post Script:  I just checked my bank account, and my property taxes were in there.  I put a big amount into my savings, immediately.  In the last 8 years, I have filed and asked for direct deposit, but it always came by check.  It made me so very scared.  That is a lot of money.  I knew that it was not funny, and that SOMEONE was being nefarious.  This year it was rectified.  Thank you, Senator Rand Paul.  All make the call.  He is POLAIRUS after all.

Judge and Jury of Federal and State through Indiana

I am judiciary since Waikiki.  I am JAG, NAVY and ARMY, and a Federal Military Judge, from birth, because I am an Army General.  I am world court judge because I am a World General.  Law is a trade, not a profession, actually.  I saw that at Waikiki, where I was a Line Deputy as a baby.  I knew to stay out of the industry.  I knew to not get paid for my work in DOC or Judiciary/ law.  DOC work I will be paid great back pay, but law is not a profession thus my pro bono will take out that sex trade.  It is a lot of chicanery.  Most of law is just what you see on TV. Trials seldomly occur.  Jails are real.  There are only a few processing centers.  Jails are county.  All city offenders come to county jails (via sheriff deputies), and if put in penitentiary, it is done at a state level.  Federal prisoners are also brought through the county jail system and then they are tried in federal courtrooms.  County court rooms are for county prisoners.  Judges are elected, but chosen by the BAR ASSOCIATION.  Federal judges are appointed.  Attorneys and bail bondsmen are well paid.  Judges are too.  It is an industry, and all are pompous, use drugs to be in court, and believe they are on TV, actually.  In Indiana, I was there to observe the most heinous offenders in history, and heinous judiciary and attorney offenders in history, as well.  I am LAW AND ORDER.  I became a parole officer there to male sex offenders (of all race), and head of PROBATION, internationally, that is actually tracked by the U.S. Navy and always has been.  Parole Boards do not exist.  I did serve as a criminal law attorney in the sex offender court in Indianapolis, IN (Marion County) behind Eli Lily.  I evacuated Eli Lily that day, to prevent explosion, by trying a case up there against Will VanBank of the CIA.  It was a change of Venue from Delaware County.  He had also gotten into Eli Lilly with fake credentials as a fake chemist.  He was not under CIA jurisdiction there.  I did care.  The judge tried to go ex parte with me, but I refused, and I dealt with federal judge, Judge Collins, who was placed in Marion County courtroom 8, after court.  I personally spoke to her about it in her office about 1.5 miles away, and she took care of it.  She was a psychiatric nurse at Wishard County Hospital and head Juggalo for ICP.  All the judges I dealt with in Marion County were federal.  Dick Cheney set that up after a snaffu in Muncie, IN, where they took me in illegally, for nothing, went over processing center times, and lost all federal efficacy of the violent offenders there who were international stalkers of him and President Bush.  They were guilty and were let go because they were held too long like me.  Out of the torture I endured there, I took down their internet and whole file system, mystically, by having to cage my rage and be very quiet and polite all night.  I kept them all calm.  It was very disturbing.  The guards were far too turned on when they asked me the traditional questions.  It was disgusting.  They knew I was head DOC Chief from birth, and did not care.  They needed to get me out of there and put me in federal protection immediately against Dick Cheney.   He was out of control.  He had lost his soul.  My JAG case in Muncie, IN, was Navy.  It was Michael D. Wilson, NAVY SEAL TEAM ONE.  My Army JAG case in Indianapolis was U.S. Army Ranger sharpshooter Tony Thornberg.  I worked with them in community.  For Wilson it was housing, and for Thornberg it was employment.  I was trying to keep them out of penitentiary, thus keeping the systems discrete.  Crack was a problem for both.  WIlson had gotten in deep with a child pornographer.  He brought me to his house one night and I just stayed calm, observed the environemnt and the set, and did dishes and cleaned the kitchen for the man.  He then stayed away from me, but not Wilson.  Tony was stealing cars.  Tony did serve 5 days in Marion County and was brought before a judge where he just gave my name as his attorney, and he was let go.  All charges were dropped.  Marion County was complete obfuscation to promote further alienation of me.  It had a second jail on the same street (Washington, like Washington Ave. downtown in Minneapolis, MN)  that was shut down around me.  It had a City/ County Bldg.  It is the only one.  It houses the City Hall and the County Court Rooms/ offices.  Across the street is a space that has food places where attorneys, judges, bail bondsman, and liars of the criminal kind in community cohort very openly at lunchtime (and other).  There they would try to prostitute me online.  They would also speak ill of me, present false case data publicly, and just start fallacious rumors.  It was not funny.  Of course, it affected my reputation, my credibility in the community, the JAG program I was doing, and put me in heinous danger.  I did get Tony a job as a chef at THE COLUMBIA CLUB which was owned at that time by Dick Cheney.  I also had gotten Wilson free housing in Indy through the VFW.  He had earned 14 million dollars for AMVETS in DC by being Dick Cheney's blow show show pony.  These facts were just bantered about around me in Indy.  Ruth Ginsberg was there one night.  I was doing undercover DOC work at the jail.  I read the article the next day in The Indianapolis Star.  She had her black crocheted gloves on to shake hands.  It is federal court VOODOO.  I did try a federal Civil Rights case there, in private, with a federal judge who headed the commission. There was a secretary and court reporter there.  They were white women.   Dick brought him there for me to escape culpability.  The judge failed and I became federal civil rights judge chief.  No one else serves on civil rights matters anymore.  They all walked away because of me because they were all black.  It was constitutionally illegal.  All the judges in Marion County around me were federal.  The bail bondsman were too.  The FBI even moved their headquarters out of downtown around me to escape culpability.  It was good because I did not want Social Security attacked, by a bombing in that same federal building.  I had to access them on occasion.  None of the judges appeared more than once in front of me, except Judge Nelson who did stay solid for COURT REPORT.  It was a time I would come drop by in my spare time to observe the efficacy of cases, professionalism of court procedure and Marion County staff, prisoner handling, and Judge edicate law and behavior.  Judge Nelson was is Court Room 7.  They thought it was funny to switch the defense and prosecution tables around me.  It served me as well.  It confused the predators on all sides, and they are all locked down or dead today.  They had a very federally illegal FEDERAL Court Room in this Court House as well.  Miranda rights were not being read in Indiana at all.  I debated there with the judge who did not care.  He said that Miranda rights only had to be read if one is interrogated.  That is not true.  It has to be read as a prisoner is cuffed to keep there knowledge especially of the right to remain silent.  They also need to know that they can stop and ask for an attorney at any time.  They just disregarded me.  My international law degree from Hamline University is the only CONSTTUIONAL LAW degree.  This makes all these judges constitutional law offenders, thus they are now judged guilty at THE HAGUE by me because the mixed military cases with civilian cases.  I am trying this case today publicly to prevent war with Russia and then China, thus a whole new World Community War.  They offended the integrity of the whole federal system and the efficacy of the military here and abroad.  ALL THE PRISONERS in Indiana could have gone free today, if I had not published this piece with great accuracy in time.  It is all checkable and THE INDY STAR knows it.  Jennifer K. Mayer

Tom Brady HEAD GEEK and I Fixed My Cable Actually

 I write this from my computer.  Early this morning, I called Tom Brady and helped him with a technical issue with his cell phone.  I then told him about my cable and internet issue.  He is Geek Squad, like me.  He is HEAD GEEK wherever he is.  I am mystical key and Hamline University which is CIA.  I made him CIA last night because he was so calm and able to take the call.  He just lit up my cell phone as I write.  I actually write language and code in not real.  Wizardry guides geeks on keys.  I set up the internet at Hamline University, through Bush Library, my junior year.  I hooked up my phone to my free PC, from IBM, through the DOD, and then all the new dorms, that were military base specifications, became part of the project.  They were Peterson, Osborne, and Schilling.  They were red brick, and all looked the same.  All students got a free computer in their room.   The dorm rooms were for 1,2, and 4 occupants.  I was never a residential advisor.  I did live in a quad my freshman year.  It was about the size of the main area of my studio apartment.  It was a very well used space.  I did have three very different and challenging female roommates.  The dorms and the floors were coed, but the rooms were not.  Fraternizing was okay, but no sleeping in one another's dorm rooms, male or female, mixed or same.  At the end of the halls were bathrooms with 2 showers.  One was male and one was female.  That was on each floor.  The layout and rules made this internet experiment like something being constructed in a clean room.  The experiment was birthed out of a need to stop stalking of me in the computer labs when I was writing vital documents and creating thoughtful pieces and literature and all other subjects.  The system was just to establish the connection between phone line to a computer.  There was no mainframe.  It was just the main librarian, Gail's, computer on her desk.  This allowed for further monitoring, by her, of student's library use, choice of material, and even fetish activity on campus.  It was just for checking out books.  There was no messaging.  We kept it that way.  Once I hooked the phone to my computer, I called the library, and the connection was secured.  I then used the system for the first time.  That was the birth of the revolution online.  I woke up a bit ago, and I saw that my cable no longer had the error new error message on it.  The clock was on, real time, and the red light was as well.  I checked the internet tower, and the white light was on where last night it was an orange yellow light that was flashing.  I was so very excited.  I turned on the TV and exclaimed, "Tommy, we did it!  Tom Brady fixed my cable."  I called Xfinity and canceled my appointment.  I did know to check online access before I got off the phone with them.  Maybe they are very excited and proud of me today too.  It is like the ground control for NASA after launching the rocket to the moon.  I was NASA ground control at Hamline, actually, with my DOD key, Dr. Olaf Runquist.  He was all science and the best engineer in the world at the time.  No one else knew, but he was also an amazing POET.  He did share his poetry with me, and I helped him with imagery to create great pieces that documented the hate against me on the Hamline Campus, actually, for doing my job so effectively, and being so nice to everybody with no backstabbing.  He was a quirky prof who looked like the muppet ANIMAL.  We worked on trajectory issues, mostly, there, but also directed correct communication between astronaut and ground control.  Officially he was my Organic Chemistry professor, but we did do private research together that was known, but not classified by type of subject matter, the summer after my junior year.  As ALL IN THE FAMILY sings, those were the days.  They were actually very hard for me because I was so very depressed, but I surged onward and upward, and here I am today.  That is all.  Love, Queen Vie

Tommy I am OK

  So I talk to xfinity about my cable we brand some diagnostics. The issue is not working out but the account is solid. I did not mean to infer that my family had done anything. I just know that they have the account. I just want to say I don't know what is happening here but something happened. Thing happened. I have a free technical visit coming out tomorrow. Actually that is today in the morning too early afternoon. The woman was very professional and polite. My cit. My cat watched the whole diagnostic and Was not uptight. I did call rand Paul and let him know the comedy of it all. I then called Tommy Brady and told him to check his cell phone battery for actual bugs today. Maybe I am not LA but today I will just say that it's OK. Just for today I will say that I will say that I broke down the kabala of AA today. Maybe that was a little threatening to Roger Goodell perioderek Adele. It is Michelle Rodriguez who will not go to hell.. Vin diesel tunneled her through through channel. We should be like oil and water But now we are like a light vinegar at. Jennifer

My Internet and cable are down

  I am creating this blog entry via voice command. There may be some errors in this blog entry due to this period my Internet is down and thus my cable is as well. Today I did write a letter to Nancy Pelosi the speaker of the house. I did contact her one time before by a male I am creating this blog entry via voice command. There may be some errors in this blog entry due to this period my Internet is down and thus my cable is as well. Today I did write a letter to Nancy Pelosi the speaker of the house. I did contact her one time before by  Email as well.. I have received a very nice letter from speaker palosi one hour later. I thought that it was out of respect. I hope our speaker is not being disrespectful.. I hope she is not having a problem with paranoia. Academic community must be standing with me because Blogger is an academic Web academic webblog. It is copyrighted right away peright away. I have not done anything to produce an underlining effect and it is being underlined. I at I am also someone who checks so my email is fine and my Twitter account is fine as well. My cell phone is working just fine. I had been doing some work with JJ W. The man is unstable at times. I do have An actual credit card that was sent to me from JJ I'm JJ and I never initialized it. Capital one corporation can verify that this was sent to me by JJ W personally and it was addressed to me at my current address. I am worried that JJ is delusional at this time period I am afraid that he is going to lose his mind. He is important to TVTV to the Internet to the military and to the NFL. I am hoping that he is not being Miss latte. At birth he was programmed by the NFL. He thought it was military. I had to take down his cult leader today. That cult leader is Roger gadell. I need to let everyone know that I am not trying to be not trying to be what people would "head head hoe. I am trying to protect JJ W. I tried To call call the cardinals lit's lying. JJ set that lineup for me I leave messages actually. It has now been changed and it is just a recording of a game. It does have plays that speak about JJ. It sounds like it is radio not TV. JJ does not play that much thus I believe the recording is not actual and factual. I'm afraid that JJ will believe that he plays that much. I am concerned about his memory and his reality about existence. This is not funny . I am really angry with the dalai Lama today. So I will just say dala I'll just say Dolly please stay away from the Arizona Cardinals today.. I sent you an email as an emissary of peace yesterday but you are diseased internationally and it has been documented. There will be a documentary of your life actually she'll be Dolly and It won't be pretty. I will just finish the troubleshooting. Thank. I am hoping that my family is not being misled at yes led and canceled the cable.. That may be but they also hold the keys to my cell phone and my cell phone is fine. I don't know what the reality is because I can't check with my family in the middle of the night.. I can only do the systems check and speak with somebody in a little while. Xfinity is on the line.. Now the H away I live in is too because I tried to Communicate with the president of the HOA about what has been happening happening here and my fear around the around the reality of some Articles of clothing that went missing. So I don't know what happened but I did give him my business card business card and I told him some of the famous tweets that I am dealing with. Thirst for notoriety in industry does bring about psychiatric disease in individuals who always had it but were able to hide it. When I deal with psychiatric disease ideal with patients well But they come at me and say that it is me it is me so I am just doing the Work I can. All all of the people that are here can be tested with an MMPI and diagnosed immediately. It is the only testhe only test with efficacy. I designed it at Waikiki as a baby.. I am tired of being labeled insane. I am the only true forensic psychiatrist in the world. I am undercover to dispel The rumors and the lies at all levels that there is efficacy in this plane to the thought That being insane is not illegal and demonic.. So I so I did send an email to the HOA which I do have in my draft. It is very well versed well-thought-out and well phrased. I did it to circumvent a problem with doing my laundry so that things did not go missing. I don't do things to make make havoc. I do things to dispel does create safety for individuals and the community And thus me. I have been surrounded by crazies my whole life. So hopefully chief Hoffman of Minneapolis police department can stand for me today and say how really polite I have always been to her and to her officers and how much efficacy and professionalism I have in the community and with people of authority and with people in positions of notoriety and entertainment industry an That is all I really need to say. I they. I hope that this is rectified today. I know that it is not a misunderstanding. It is a violation. It has taken my rights tonight and my dignity.. So JJ W if you need me to stay away from you just write me an email or call me actually I have very good boundaries And you can write me a letter to. I will never contact you again.  Same for you  speaker Pelosi.  Jennifer Mayer