Spring In My Soul

Calming breaths are what I draw in and out to find my heartbeat and soothe my mind and heart in this moment.  I seek the shelter of a beingness inside of me that is strong and cools even this time and space as it is heated with challenges and endeavors to be.  In my memory, I think of earlier when outside of me the chickadees looked in on the newly budding vines of Spring where I thought only dead vines could be.  It was hope and possibility.  I am here to say that there are new things every day even when I stay quiet here in my tiny space.  I am cocooning this Spring a bit and I am enjoying it.  I try to keep my eyes open for more, but being satisfied with what I have is what I am here to do for me.  In the everyday, I hear so much third person in a nasty way, I stick to self-examination and watch the eagles play.  They are the animal totem for spirit, and I wish to honor that space and create a new place that is beyond the human race.  Clouds may hear me on this day, and hopefully that is enough and that is okay.  Signed, Just Me

Moving On

A video viewed.  I call for peace for a very sick woman in the public eye.  If there are crimes, prosecute her now.  Alone she is not.  Hot it was not.  Lines have been crossed and now the FCC can deal with her lack of dignity.  Signed, Just Me 

Sirening A Peaceful Ambiance

Total erase.  I wish to see my face.  I try to write of a lavender flower with pink petal wings, and then a blue butterfly flits down onto it and he sings.  I hurt not in the night, I feel my feelings tight and imagine a beauty worth creating and elating.  I wish to not be or find anything irritating.  Cool and calming gentle breeze and waters coincide and I wish to make them both yours and my bride.  Please abide with me by the sea and be happy for that is all I wish you to be.  I need the malady of reality to just find a perimeter and stay at bay.  Find the war in your hearts and wish it away.  It was so calm out there today and then a female sentinel appeared and stared and jeered and now I am in a spot that is hot.  I am not.  I just sat by a mailbox and put a letter in.  It is for the monsters of Mercer Mayer and all of their twins.  They will bring that letter to my rental company, and see to it that nothing bad does happen to me.  Signed, Just Me

A Poem for the Ages

My slumber of late is crowned the crescent moon of my magnificent one.  He stays with me and slays me infinitely.  He is in the form of a cat, and I love that.  For now, he is my significant other when asked on the street.  I like to walk and feel the beat.  It is strange in a land like this.  It is the cement sunshine space of many a mixed race.  I may be a bit of an oddity in this place.  Even police see me as a possible malady in this awkward reality.  I pose no threat or harm, but my suburban gear looks rather queer.  Maybe places like Schuler's and Talbots can stand up for me and say that I seek comfort and fit to a t.  I appreciate the stores that serve me with value and thrift, but through gift channels I have obtained quality products that I value for my safety and security as I live on a shoestring budget and seek fitness and warmth in this ever-changing zone.  I do it alone, but I did the best training one could.  I began with 1.5 years with peers at Chung Moo Quan black belt training dojo of deceit for Minneapolis Police and Vikings and NHL players not around me.  I then hit the big bag a bit and mostly kickboxing pads that gave the active experience I needed to feel confidence in any electron field by doing kick boxing beginning at Los Campions on Franklin for 1.5 years with Keith and then a space he designed off Hiawatha.  I made the rounds to make these rounds around the block intelligent and free.  Today, I busted a move and even the HCMC ambulance did step into the groove.  Let's just rock it Mr. Roboto, and look inside your really weird GROTTO.  JUST ME 

Just A Day

The morning has been pleasantly quiet, and I have cleaned the bathroom, thoroughly cleaned my cat box and swept the bathroom floor, and taken out all the garbages in the apartment.  I made some ham and eggs that were not green for breakfast.  Just for research purposes, I did put a name in to search someone in Google who went to my university.  I found nothing.  I watch Major Crimes in the background now as I write.  I now know that universities, worldwide make me literally sick.  Regards, Just Me 

I Dreamed of Being In A Normal Safe Place, As I Remembered It A Taylor Swift Song Played "A Safe Place".

The banging has been loud and the yelling too from the people upstairs, especially since the second tornado siren last night.  There are some times of silence.  I did call management to tell them I had called in the laundry machine outage that they told me to do personally.  I let them know that the banging is especially loud that the hate of me is great here.  I let them know of the gunned Jeep that hit me, the knife pulled on me, the fact that I have advanced degrees, am white surrounded by those who are not, and that I have dealt with weight gain issues.  I told them I know not why the hate is as it is, but to not let the tenants yell at THEM and be inappropriate.  Now that I have decompressed the 1029 Cop Bar rape with a call to the DOJ, I feel at ease, and I feel calmer than I have in an amount of time I cannot say.  The banging is difficult, but not what it used to be to me.  The hateful phone calls she makes really loud somehow are not as proud anymore in my heart and mind because she is now yelling out her own deceit and not getting anywhere this week.  It has all been a great lie on me set up by those who are great at hate of me and hold keys.  Oh well, this is hell, but I deal with it well.  I will eat with my mother and stepfather tomorrow and hopefully we can have privacy to just have a nice meal and pleasant conversation.  I now know to just walk away if that cannot be, and take a bus, actually.  I am a gentle spirit and hearing people speak knowledge of my life they should not have in my vicinity, especially while I eat, is terrifying.  Why don't you all try actually feeling fear and then judge me some more.  It is all a sex play for you and now my time is through.  I mean on this entry, not on Earth, actually.  Dr. Mayer PhD 

A Lion Roars the Truth of the Pride. I am the Lion of Metro Goldyn Mayer.

Silence of the Lambs was about me in two ways.  I am Clarice and I am the "victims."  My known father, Thomas George Mayer, is the sickest man in history and created Silence of the Lambs and Saw and all its sequels, jokes, and spinoffs from my mind and memory from my lifetime of torture, especially sexually, at his hands and that of all his cult followers and buddies form the Navy and other armed forces.  My time in Lyn Lake neighborhood was the setting for the actual Silence of the Lambs.  it was created in LA, by the fake D.A. (my cat is now vomiting as I write this), my father, ICP, and the sickest part of the mind of Travis Kelce.  This place is the land of Saw.  It is a sex factory where child abductors, killers, pornographers, but not molesters, come to die.  I am here under torture and the world has refused to respond.  It is the plot of the NFL abduction of me with my family, all communities, and the sick psychiatry that is all of you.  I am the only one unscathed and you all want me marked and dirty.  I refuse to hate, and I refuse to do porn.  All sex in my life was set up and forced by my father, "tom" and he was healthy paid.  I was not.  It was an or else situation for me, my brother Pete, my sister Anne, and all lesbians on the planet.  That means you too, Janet.  So anyway, today I caught Major Crimes on Lifetime with an active case on air with an actual judge in the chair doing ex parte all around in a court room.  He has been disbarred and his apartment that they thought was for a mistress or jigalo (other shows) was searched.  It was sick child porn having to do with "snuffing" (pillow sex exfixiation with huffing children from his family court) child porn.  His name is Paul.  He is the best friend of Gov. Neusom (sp?).  Gruesome Neusom porn is snuff and sick porn he does with community there in L.A. and Palla Alto of what they would like to do to me after I sit in the judge's chamber chair.  The endpoint of this space is to SAW ME.  First, I have the choice between doing child porn or having the children snuff porned by these people here who would be presented as innocents.  They would be "actors all around" backed up by Janet's core form the Guthrie theater with help from my Uncle Ron (warlocks are great actors telepathically/ underneath it all), not my mother's cousin, John.  No one will answer me about their guilt.  Then I have the choice of being tortured by the military after being consciously sawed in half clothed ON TAPE, or doing child snuff porn.  I am not going to discuss your sickness any further father, and all community.  This is not a f***ing movie!!!  Why don't you go and get an ACTUAL ELEMENTERY SCHOOL degree, father?  You are not a doctor at all.  You are the umbrella cult leader of the world.  That is all.  You create trash.  Enough said.  I nurture life and Pharaoh is doing just fine under MY care.  Where is Lilly today FAHTER, so gay?  Why don't you have the strength to come out about your main lovers CARL ELLLER and RICK IRELAND?  Bob Door would be so interested and maybe stop calling me an insensitive lying w**re.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer PhD LLC 112 

I Sign Off to Karaoke Above Singing "Man in the Mirror," Very Desperately. I Hope Everything Is Okay.

 So, I needed to set a rat trap for a foreign leader to be taken into custody, handled overseas and brought back to his country, in chains.  I wish him to use his brains and not blow himself away or the U.S. of A, even economically or through trade warfare.  It was a TIKTOK situation, and I am the only diplomat that works for heads of state outside The United Nations.  I need to say that the channel was pure, but I do not agree with the statement about "fatter" or that I am crazy.  I just need to make that clear.  I sit below a karaoke show and am pleased with the positive energy and release it provides.  Earlier, my cat and I sat through what felt like an earthquake and a thunderstorm combined, very quietly.  It sounded like many objects were used, but maybe a heavy chair or something.  I have just returned from a brisk walk where I talked to no one.  Earlier, I did say pardon me as I had to pass between two men or different colors on the Franklin Ave. sidewalk.  I now remember that I did wave to the one constantly congenial man to me with a crocodile hat who smiled.  I did not speak at all.  I just smiled and waved.  Every moment is an opportunity to work in the world.  Be MINDFUL of your opportunities before they pass you by.  I am restoring my damaged eagle eye in space.  It is a satellite thing that is showing in my internet connection.  I will just say that the proof is in the pudding on this one from a lifetime of satellite work, right SPUTNIK?  Jennifer PhD

Special Delivery

This is a message delivered through the gifted individual and fingers of Dr. Jennifer Karen Mayer 112, U.S. Navy call code.  It is all real and proofed by me, Prime Minister Xi JinPing of China.  We have now gone to a truly parliamentary system in China and I am their rightful and multiply elected leader.  My people love me, but not today.  You all have come my way, Minneapolis Police Department, people of the state so irate and full of hate, her family (especially Nathaniel which should not be), and the dead Governors (all three).  We need everyone to back off on her case now.  As a gifted youngster she was made simultaneously, ILLEGALLY INTERNATIONALLY according to me, the head of The Agency and The CIA.  I had no say and should have.  She does agree with me.  I tunnel through effortlessly, because of ability, and because I put an illegal operative too close to her at her HOA.  Another Chinese Intelligence agent who lived above and adjacent to her the whole time (over 4 years) touched her there of her (Chinese Intelligence agent's) own accord and never touched, told me, but admitted it under oath today (court of law in Madrid, Spain), but did Jennifer Mayer great harm.  She said she was helping her up the icy and twisted stairs.  Dr. Mayer 112 was brutally harmed and tortured at the 1029 Cop Bar (formerly called Laura's Bar after the police chief's dead daughter) after the 2012 prediction did not come true.  They are that schizophrenic and, now I know, a fully out homosexual community of cops illegally.  I sent in cops undercover who have now been outed by Jennifer, not me.  The attack was greatly planned by the police around the world (but not us), the NFL, possibly members of Jennifer's family, her HOA community to be and their families, Adrew Cuomo and his NYC cop shop and undercover and illegal teams, and others I cannot discuss here for my and Jennifer Mayer's safety.  I will now bring her in for censure for involving me and also relief.  Relocation is part of the deal, but only at my choosing and say so in destination with no "if, ands, or buts" whatever that means to all of you.  I am not happy to help, but I am trying to get her out of this rat trap so please stay away from Chinese individuals in the U.S. of A., and especially around her.  This is a political matter.  Fatter people than her need to not speak now and you know why.  We have an audio recording of the attack that is confirmed by me personally.  Because of Jennifer Karen Mayer's extreme ability and suffering from birth, the video feed and recording did not work.  I, and China, are in her debt, and that is why I write and do this, under great duress.  I have proofed the telepathy as well.  These words are mine, so stay at bay.  Keep your hands and vehicles to yourselves, people, and do not even speak on the buses.  I am serious when I say that persons are about to explode with weight gain and possibly explosive abilities due to their violent and vile invasive speech about Jennifer Karen Mayer only in the U.S. of A simultaneously her whole life, but especially of late.  This is a lot of "inappropriate touch" of her throughout her life for a World Queen and also intermingling of you all sexually for this simultaneous affect to occur.  Let me take care of the situation and leave China out of it.  Signed, Prime Minister Xi JinPing NOT A FRIEND OF THE U.S., anything you all do or Dr. Mayer (who I believe is crazy for doing this in front of you) 112, (but she is this degraded and desperate).  Honor is everything to her.  I know that ruly now more than ever.

Slow and Careful Evaluation of My Situation

I am taking a day of quiet at home.  I am now considering options for my life in the future, but not right this moment.  Life in The Twin Cities is just a deceitful place where I am hated infinitely for just being me.  Just remember that I am technology and mine is very slow right now due to the hate.  It speeds up completely when I write that line.  I am just giving you all what you want and need and me too, a life for me, and a life for all of you without me.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112 PhD 

I Ask for Prayers At This Time

 I just sent a very direct and powerful email to my mother.  I stated facts I have long kept close to my vest, and I have decided to no longer go to family get togethers.  Public meals and errands are okay.  I stated that I am sick of the lies and what some of them are.  That is very dangerous with this very powerful woman.  She is still the head of AAUW and flat out lied to me today in the car that she goes at all.  I have been catching her lying more and more of late just out of hate.  I stated errors in the psychiatry of the family, but not of her personally.  The letter is drafted in my email if the police wish to see it.  Her friend Susan Devogel may try to change it, as she always does with my texts and passes them on to even the FBI and NSA and makes me look threatening, terroristic, gay, almighty thinking, and crazy, all in one.  THAT IS HER PROFILE NOW.  Hopefully the world can survive these two women with too many keys in the world and over me for one more day.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer PhD. 112

I Choose to Just Take It and Not Call the Police

Fire and police, what is it to be a mystical key from birth and have to fight those who use explosives and explosive personalities to legitimize their theories of deceit and rage against me for having ethics and morality?  It is very difficult to be that key.  I explain myself realistically, scientifically, and materially.  I take accounts point by point and deal with the disjoint of all of you well.  I am a de-escalation and demolitions expert, even in utero.  I am not a hero.  I am a zero to walk in the name of a lord we cannot see.  It is a reality of compassion and love that can never be in this realm.  I am that love, but I must hide away, my degrees and philosophies form the realities of you beings.  I am under siege here and the lack of you all caring leads to the empowerment of the underclass beings of deceit with mystical abilities complete who compete with me as a unity.  It is a challenge beyond challenges of all the almighties here and in the sea.  I work diligently in the night as my neighbors upstairs have threatened me with their flights of fancy, thus no sleep once again.  They sleep all day and creep and bang deep into the hours of slumber.  I direct them to stop.  No one calls the cops or management in my favor.  They are all part of the caper.  Maybe we deal with actual anal rapers, but no one will be honest with me, and I have tried, but was blocked by nonsense, to check the registry.  The flights of fancy have been many, but they do invade my privacy, have lookouts and cell phone calls and monitoring on me, bus monitoring, police monitoring, and across the way possible filming.  I used sign language when people were not there and now the shades are closed.  It was just and intuition that panned out.  My door has been run with sharp objects and I have been threatened from above afterwards.  It has also obviously been forced in some way this week as evidence does show.  Today a man called me the snitch who brought the about 10-car cop patrol and flicked me off and would not leave.  He said he had a knife.  I did escape with my life.  No one cares, but now I just guard my kitty as it is the silence of the lambs moment in the city.  You all play all day and night, and I just never want to fight.  Please just leave me and my cat alone and stop pretending YOU live in a battle zone.  My degrees are not fictitious and BOY is academia vicious because they are fake and cannot take a test or write a paper because all they do is rape her.  The her is me.  They are such fiends to just kill all the spirit I am, and I live in Afghanistan always.  There are no professionals and things you see on TV are much more fake than you know.  This is the LION of MGM who always tells the truth, and now you will have too too those who go against me because I am in front of the camera so very much of the time, very illegally.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer PhD 112

Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Bill Gates, I AM!!!

Bill Gates, along with Jobs when he was alive, have been the blight of my existence in the field of technology and other areas of my education my whole life.  Both are proven child molesters and pornographers and have made sure that the best and the brightest have been left without degrees and efficacy because they just HATE NEW THINGS and people they say are "weird", thus are normal.  I am one.  All of their technology and programs are mine.  They are stolen and maybe the DOD will now come clean as the hackers have the keys, ME IN POVERTY to the nth degree.  I now state that my campus for my marine biology PhD in Boston was actually M.I.T. massively transformed with my technical wizardry and called Northeastern University, but the golden husky inside still was there.  My all-engineering PhD's came from M.I.T., backed up by Glasgow Engineering Degree with my Pyrotechnology PhD through Wooster Polytechnical Insitute in Wooster, MA.  Scripts, M.I.T.'s marine lab is on the island of Nahant off Boston, MA, with a "hidden" bridge like the one in Scotland I designed for the experiment.  We did use my U.S. Navy submarine when I was there and then it was illegally obtained for bomb squad work here in the city of Minneapolis, MN, by the Minneapolis Police.  I used it in Lyn Lake to destroy a cult there that would have taken all techies hostage and taken down all world society.  Good use of it, eh mattie?  So now, as the only PhD, thus the only professor at M.I.T., I give a PhD in technology to Jeffery Ronald Forrest and name him the best entry for the new head of Microsoft Technologies.  His PC work in front of me was superlative and inventive to an exponential degree without a clean room actually.  I also name PhD's of the same for the man on the bus I sent to Xcel and name him in a techie trade position there, I name Mr. Kleintank from FBI International for his computer professionalism on all along and name him also as a new computer criminal attorney from Hamline University.  He knows why.  I name Travis Kelsy as an agent of change and a computer engineering MASTERS STUDENT for eternity.  He knows what that means.  He always finishes everything, and this will be a delightful change.  He can now be the antihero he always was inside.  Hopefully, Bill Gates will be brought to justice for the sex crimes he admittedly did to me at Como Park University School forced in front of all Vietnamese male students on the first Macintosh computers writing Pascal language OS programs in the development of JavaScript Error.  His stress of me made it actually pop up on the screen in front of everyone.  It is the only time Mr. Gates has finished anything in his life.  He actually had an orgasm; he is that sick and twisted.  My back was broken from the crowbar he had inside me first.  Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer PhD. 112