Last night and today I have been pondering my lifelong path of discovery. I went undercover against alcohol industry for years and began frequenting bars and drinking alcohol privately. I had only drank alcohol rarely before this point. I needed the cover of actually drinking to test the product and also be safe in these very dangerous environments for me because I was an undercover royal and undercover entertainment industry key from birth. I had to be alone with very unsafe high-level men, lower-level men were more unsafe and unstable, and I needed them not at the table anymore, to ensure my cover and to keep women from doing me in in industry and in reputation again and again. The women were the real threat on the street. In the bars they behaved. In employment they were very vicious and did get violent around my affair with Reggie Wayne, a Colt's player who was hot, black, top voodoo, and came in on occasion to see me and only me. I am not a lesbian, but I have been surrounded by very lethal and closeted lesbians my whole life and their violence and heinous sexual abuse and devil worshipping on me for pleasure and industry keys makes me aware that I only want to be surrounded by men once I have the choice. They will never stop their witchcraft and the caniving with men around me. They then take them away and place them in peril every day. Everyone then escapes culpability. Women especially, because they are the same sex as me and do witchcraft constantly, will never accept responsibility, thus men refuse to around me as well. These women have labeled me psychiatric again and again because they are so psychiatric and they have faked pregnancy and periods around me constantly to be abusive to me, men, women, children, vulnerable adults, and animals. Their lockdown of my life is still apparent in the illegal lease my parents have on my apartment that is termed in the terms of "an Agreement." It is very Israeli. So, all of the court processes around me have been fake, all the paperwork disappears and or changes all the time, and all the stories are wrong, especially online. Well, the joke is on all of you. This forensic psychiatric knew that you would all think that it was true even though you knew it was fake. You are all guilty of sex crimes, but boy the heinous torture and punishment I did take at your hands very consciously did prove that beyond a shadow of a doubt that my heinous torturous repressed memories were real. I also garnered access to unspeakable Department of Correction chambers in this country planed by both parties and witness sex crimes in front of me that I did report that were never answered by anyone. All of the people from these chambers are dead now, but my impact on the legal system has dismantled it completely. Hospitals, clinics, urgent cares, pharmacies, and psychiatry as a whole will be dismantled within a year. I am the only professional in all of these areas and I am the only attorney, and I am both military and civilian (all areas of law, internationally). I also went undercover against CD treatment systems. I used sober living for cheap housing, patient treatment and care, observance of system and the drug use and deals there. I also worked for all agency in all these settings which I have been connected to from birth separate from the military. I used IRST facilities twice to attain my first two MI/CD PhD's through the University of Minnesota and close Hazelton Treatment Facility down for good. It was a place for celebrities to do drugs, have wild sex and spread disease, be shielded from press while doing so, and stalk and talk about me and only me. Just ask Matthew Perry (If you can find the man today. Just ask his crack dealer today who just sold to him in L.A., and you will find him so gone he seems drunk like Tom Brady the last time he won the Superbowl and threw the Lombardi Trophy almost into the harbor. At the time I thought he was so clean scene thus I thought it was kind of sweet.) who went up there for a "coke" problem while they were still filming the NBC series Friends. So, I also ensured the 12-step group process and allowed it to be used for DOC purposes, but that is disbanded today. I have worked the steps publicly 3 times. All persons on paper who needed to attend AA are now free to "walk amongst the cabin." Fly to L.A. if you wish and create a great dish and name it "The Jenny" just for your queen. The other night I went to 2218 (the first actual Alano club in history). I have never actually said I was an alcoholic at AA thus to let them know I was a DOC officer. I always give my real name, but give no money. I did do service work to observe that process as well. I attended more meeting in more spaces than any person in history. The other night it was a step meeting and the crew with major gift of prophecy was aimed to be more than just mean, but very DOC violent to me. The step was step 9. I will just say that I could finally display my very elite MI/CD counseling ability from place of having walked in their shoes like drug counselors do to sleep with patients, get their secrets, get them further hooked on drugs, and then to pimp them out and promise them dreams of industry. I promise no such thing. You are all demonic to the core, and though I am a very a high and holy being you still call me a w****. I must prove myself in all settings. I still take the very toxic dose of medications that are in a completely lethal combination that is a drug not even used for the diagnosis that they have illegally diagnosed me with to allow them, the government, all industry, and mostly my family escape culpability for all abuse and torture of me. Well, my genital mutilation at an angle performed with a rusty serrated knife by my father when I was 16 without any anesthesia in his office at 46th and Chicago with my nurse stepmother watching and jeering and cheering (she was a Vikings cheerleader because of me.) says that they are definitely lying. I was then ushered out bleeding severely to a loud, slanderous and jeering crowd of devil worshipers. My father was the head of all pagan satanistic cults internationally at the time and still is today. I also have a protruding wrist bone that was broken by a female family member publicly on Waikiki in front of only Japanese men when she was high on newly developed crack, cocaine, crystal meth, LSD, PCP, and a little bit of vodka whiskey (well). The bone break was untreated and is definitely from early childhood. The angle is evidence of the crime, and cannot be explained away as an accident today. Oh, like that was not planned for her to escape culpability and it would of today, but now the cops in L.A. have sight of the film and have the chemicals she used and order she used them in. So, everything will work out in the wash. I transmute the poison of all of you and this one of a kind E.T. has a cervix that is a perfect star. It was illegally shot in Indy during a faked "irregular PAP" result to do so. My father knew it was there since early childhood. He is examined me very illegally on Waikiki in front of The Japanese. The man is a monster. In the Indianapolis exam they screamed for 7 medical students to come in and see without my permission. It was such a violation I cannot even speak about it to anyone, but I write it here. I now know that they filmed it for TV. I pray that it is now destroyed. Knowing that makes me feel so violated, deceived, and I hate the fact that all of you are wanna bees in all industry ever got to have that kind of intimate contact with my vagina and cervix. You are all Mengals to me. They were all Ashkenazi Jews. The hospital is now called Ashkenazi Hospital, but was then called Wishard. I know not where I go, but I know that I still am working on self-respect and self love while still in the face of so much hate and degradation my way every day. I think I am doing great in that Herculean task. That is my mission. I use channeling for contact. I kick people out when they get abusive. I am becoming exponentially gifted at comedy and things are really looking up. With men, (I have been forced to sleep with the most in history) I insured that they never paid me, rarely gave me gifts, and rarely bought me drinks. I have had excitation through sex with men, but my unconscious knowledge of their deceit and the actual reality of their lower hierarchy, but never reached culmination or orgasm. It was best. They did not pass the test. Women and their nasty vaginas and bodies completely disgust me. THEY STINK, I do not. It is your diseased sexuality, deceit in relationships (second chakra), and your witchcraft just to begin with. So, in imagery, I have had great sex with men and had great ecstasy. I have the strongest orgasms on the planet. Some even start and quell earthquakes at the same time or even bring about lightning that would have struck me personally. I am chaste mow. I have been since the beginning of Covid when the bars and restaurants shut down on the last night. I was raped by an active Latino serial killer that night. He stole a hand towel from me. I did scream, but no one at my H.O.A. cared. He was a "sledgehammer," sexually, and really injured my back. I did end up in an urgent care and they tested me for disease. It was negative and I have actually never had any disease ever. Any reports to the contrary are fake and illegal. I am the one who actually gets tested for all VD's Hep C, and HIV regularly. The rapist sent a "dick pick" the next day to my cell phone that I never gave him the number to, to cover his tracks. I erased it immediately. Minneapolis Police are always complicit in matters like this, thus I knew to stay away. They will never be industry or hold any industry keys. They are stalking very heavy now with both mystical and material means and on the night of the AA meeting, 8 formations ran by me. Target downtown is a mess. I will close with the speculation that maybe the cervical star is the development of true space with actual stars and planets (I am an actual Astrophysics PhD. There is no telescope that actually works.) where this E.T. can be free and not be violated ever again. You all have proven there is no intelligent life down here, thus I have not even ever had one real friend, and I keep myself very friend free and chambered now, but I still move politely through the community. Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112
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