The fatigue today has been great. I tried to get to the YMCA to swim, but I could not. I was able to eat a few meals. I did cut up some fresh Roma tomatoes, and make a pumpernickel, sharp cheddar, tomato, and ham grilled sandwich. It was 2 meals. I am now just up for a bit. I called JJ earlier after a dream where I declared him king of the world, and I passed on, by royal and Intenational decree that he is now that, actually. I sent TJ an email, moments ago, finally telling him that it is my time to go. I gave him some great parting advice and ways to be nice to himself. I spoke of spiritual things he and JJ would have to remember me by, because after I am gone no one will even cry. I will be removed from behind all of your eyes, simultaneously, by MAN OF MINE. On the other side, to prevent further pain and suffering I will have no memory of this space or life. MAN OF MINE will so that he will respect and protect me properly. My lymphedema therapy was all a clever ruse for those in medical and psychiatric industry to escape culpability. They knew I was riddled with cancer from the drug amounts and combinations they had prescribed very knowingly just for their own sadistic pleasure. They gave me the very painful therapy, which was all necessary, thus all wraps, compression Socks, and 2.5 months of very torturously painful, ON PURPOSE, therapy alone in a room with 2 separate PT's (thus they escape culpability), for free. That meant I was COVERED COMPLETELY by Medical Assistance due to need. All bills were paid properly. The massive growths from the psychiatric drugs that the U of MN had been Rx's me as their prime lab rat, were detectable completely during the "organ rubs" that spread the disease mystically and satisfied their own sadistic desires. It was sick. I stopped the treatment one treatment before the end due to chronic pain from the "care." I am sure that they will lie now. Medical Assistance, you can now deal with WATT CHAIN attorneys. I was fastidious in my treatment. It was exhausting. I did keep up my swimming throughout which was a great challenge. They hated that I had not given up hope. The Masons are responsible too. It is THE MASONIC CENTER by the University of MN where I was treated. They illegally intrude on all major cases there. They are so sick as to send me TWO FUNDRAISING emails in a day after I announced the reality of my failing organs, and pending death. I am not on their mailing list at all or on any charity mailing list. I put it on my weblog, and then the emails were in my email inbox throughout the next day. You all want the little I have saved so scrimpingly, denying myself of all things, and going to a food pantry. I have practiced anorexic spending and really dealt with much loss and fatigue to have the right to access that food pantry. I saved because the emails from my family, and a very public "trial" of me on a patio at Punches, by Lake Calhoun, for 1.5 hours about my housing where everyone just sat and listened for fun, got so threatening. I had to just sit quietly and take it and just explain the insane and dangerous people who live in my building and the police reports I had filed. It was humiliating and torturous beyond cruel and unusual punishment. It has really made my health so much worse. Everyone just loves it. I guess it is the complete ecstasy and comedy of the community and the world at large, actually. HA HA Rand Paul, isn't that email funny now? Now Mason's will be disbanded, and THE WATTS will get the companies and fortunes of all the members. The Masonic Center will be shut down and ALL cancer research will be disbanded. Charities connected to cancer research will be prosecuted. Mason Temples will be burned ethically to prevent warlockry on the community. The Watts will hunt you all (all Masons I mean) until the end of time, even using time jumping that is not defined in your mind. You will never see them coming, Rand, but you will feel the noose of ICP, constantly. It is Jeffery, my former boyfriend and lover, and the head conceptual artist of ICP. He will hang you in your sleep. Into your dreams he will creep. "Creep" is a song he wrote for me. He now sings it on the other side, effortlessly. He is HEAD SHRINER, and you will probably wake up with a shiner every day. He now knows that you are The Grand Dragon of the KKK, not from KY at all, not even related to Ron Paul, and that you are a very wealthy Hasidic Jew from New York City. He is part African American; it does not sit well with him. All Shriners are Jews, but Jeff was not and my grandfather King, who started and headed the ring, was not. His temple is a dragon's lair in NE Minneapolis. I noticed it after I opened to channel. A light above the door flickered for me. It is a LATINO ability. Jorge Hernandez, of Bogota, Colombia, my boyfriend to be, was inside. His cocaine cartel wanted to be my bride. I walked away from Colombia that day and all the riches in the world. My grandfather was the King of Ireland his whole life and Jeff is the nephew to King Charles of England. They were SELF MADE MEN, Jew Shriners are wealthy from birth. Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112
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