Prayers for My Journey to Pray at The Basilica Today

I have discovered a new half-sister.  Her name is Teresa Loren.  That is her maiden name.  She was the sassy, sexy, feistiest housewife on Housewives of New Jersey.  Being the alpha of that set must not have been easy.  Hopefully she is not resting in pieces as I should be.  I know she has endured sexual torture and domestic violence very faithfully like me, and I hope that she can pray for me as I go in full Vatican Cardinal regale to The Basilica of St. Mary's early service this morning.  I will be armed with my DEA bag, my Supreme Chaplin of The Vatican labeled black and pewter rosery, some grape juice for communion (to test the staff there who only gives out eucharist due to covid concerns still), my maroon Italian leather and 24 karat gold small chapel Bible, and other special items, but, as always, no weapons.  She was a bastard just like me.  My grandfather General George Mayer is my father.  After WWII, before he came home to his wife Virginia and his small son, Thomas (my known father), he went to The Vatican to meet his special agent lover from the war Sophia Loren.  It was part of establishing The Agency, the supreme international spy agency that he headed, and through that spy organization, he would later establish the CIA which I was made head of at birth, and also an agent.  The whole CIA was established to test me, all my acumens and abilities blind, and to eventually disband it worldwide all on my own which I recently have done.  I now use the website to display my personally shot photography of DC.  I receive no communication from it at all, but I do handle national and worldwide threats to national and international security threats there and The Vatican is definitely one.  I am now the Head and only spy left in The Agency's well-endowed roster.  Teresa was the result of a Wiccan bell jar experiment after pregnancy from coitus, and her listed birth date is correct, but the birth occurred in the exorcism chambers in the basement of The Vatican like mine should have been.  Our mothers were that demonic at the time, not us.  My mother was in the full-on birthing chair tied down, high on LSD, with the actual mask on that was used in Silence of The Lambs on Hannibal Lecter, which is loosely based on my father who, in a past life, was Sigmund Freud.  His lies are now afoot at The Basilica and so hopefully I will not see this island hopper/ church hopper there today or be made a skin suit by him and my whole family who keep giving me lotion to put in a basket they gave me.  This Clarice has had it.  My last product they gave me through my other I just opened, and it is a bottle of Aveeno which is repped in LA by Jennifer Aniston today.  My mother is The Mother Mary and the evilest mother and being in history in all lifetimes.  People adore her and hate me immeasurably.  Her statue towers above me at this worship chamber and I now use it to do full on mystical battle, very consciously, very discretely and telepathically.  I was the result of a Swede queen sirened rape of her by my grandfather in 1970.  Minneapolis Police sat outside for the endeavor.  It was in a chambered apartment building just like where his Third Reich stayed in East Berlin during WWII.  His Kaiser Palace in Frankfurt would have been so much safer and saner to World General from.  This structure rests dark now about three doors down from my first corporate acquisition (this one is on Nicollet by eat street), publicly, McDonald's where I worked right away as crew chief at base pay when I was 15.  It was a 40 hour a week assignment, for 3 months, to stabilize all fast food and all world economy in Roseville, MN, and it lasted 3 months.  I resigned for swim season in The Fall of 1995.  Hopefully I will be welcomed openly today because it is important church business, and I do not want to excommunicate the current pope, Francis, and then also Benedict, simultaneously, afterward online before Benedict dies in East Berlin, Germany.  Benedict is an evermore who was Gestapo during WWII, and I will let all know that though they do the black smoke ritual, all popes are predestined and chosen with great gift of prophecy against me, just like all world leaders and presidents.  Hopefully I do not break a leg, Voldemort and Macbeth.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112