Tuesday, August 16, 2022

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 

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