I hate to constantly repeat my directions, it makes me feel as though I am never heard or listened to.
You have to understand something, Lakeland – this is all one experience to me. Every moment of my day is one experience. It does not change because I am at home, or driving, or at the movies, ordering groceries, pizza, or deliveries, or anything. Every single moment is the exact same one experience for me. So, the effect you have when you change handlers, managers, leaders – even in a given day – has not only an effect on me, but it has an effect on every single person involved including the audience.
I am going back to the person I was before the walls fell down and I realized everything was faked. It is the very reason ANY of you are here at all.
Before I get to the rest of that, let me finish this thought real quick. If you think for one moment that I will ever become or am now an intelligent woman who cannot see or appreciate the great good works that Steven Spielberg, or JJ Abrams have done, and will continue to do, then you are MOST SEVERELY MISTAKEN! If you think for one moment that I will not stand alongside civil rights leaders such as Martin Luther King Jr., then you are MOST SEVERELY MISTAKEN! These two instances are not the same at all!!!!
Also, there is such a time delay in the way things are managed currently. I am constantly working forward only to have weeks and weeks sent into reverse to clean up and clarify YOUR mistakes!
Another thing quickly, it is David Wolfe’s old apartment I drive past every day – NOT Roy’s!
New York, you broke my spirit with The Only Living Boy In New York with the shot of Jeff Bridges at the bar set against the window which is how I had envisioned myself grieving after my mother’s death. I was trying to emotionally preparing myself for her death as we are all subject to our own mortality, so I envisioned myself grieving and drinking at a bar with the exact same window, seated in the exact same spot at the bar. Also, I saw myself at a beach thinking and staring at the water with a fabric I was wearing blowing in the breeze. Like a picture. To capture the sadness and grief helping myself to not be overcome and shocked into immobility. You angered me with the beard comment because I have in no way come into agreement with any person about appearing, or making a presence, to be a beard. It is dishonest. I cannot accept the dishonesty of it. Friendship I can accept. A working relationship I can accept. A pretend romance or relationship, I cannot accept. It opens me up to improprieties.
Now, the image of a man wearing glasses with a woman holding a baby/child I cannot accept. It opens me up to improprieties. It is inexcusable. I have never come into any agreement of such a situation, not even once. Here is your proof if you require it: play back the tape. While “Kate” was speaking to me, she used air tricks and manipulation to create a sensation in my crotch, so that the lips of my vagina were screaming. It was not an enjoyable sensation which is the kindest way I can write this scene. Having to carry on a conversation with a person and a woman while my crotch and vagina were being violated – let alone for the sake of entertainment – is such an inexcusable act I cannot see any other cause of justice than immediate separation, loss of privileges, forced resignation, public exposure to the truth, and fined heavily to be donated to a good and worthy charity. The evidence was the tears of my humiliation streaming down my face having to endure the sexual abuse, and having to endure the sexual abuse by a woman. Let alone having to endure the sexual abuse in front of a live audience. I am writing as kindly as I can for I do not want or wish for my feelings to be overshadowed by the truth.
To treat another human being to such an activity – let alone without cause or proof of any evidence or justification – is inexcusable. To treat another human being to such an activity for the sake of entertainment is inexcusable and should be treated as an abortion of justice.
It is a humiliation I will not forget because I was raped that night. It is the only way I see it.
You cannot make something a reality that has never been, will never be, and does not change for the sake of entertainment.
None of this is art, nor is it leadership.
Pressure washing is neither art, nor leadership. Weight gain is neither art, nor leadership. Chore lists are neither art, nor leadership. Breaking things to be repaired are neither art, nor leadership. Spending hours scouring descriptions of purchases are neither art, nor leadership. Copying and modeling after someone and something is neither art, nor leadership. There is no creativity in simply doing as instructed and told.
There was mind-control used with Edison, so I have forgiven myself for being shamed by him. There was not one moment of love or affection. I simply wanted to move on with my life. I wanted to not see David everywhere. I wanted to move on from David as he closed that door.
I want this understood: I have a habit of not discussing certain people, I do not see that changing.
If you do not have one person who is overseeing the entire works, then you have made a huge and grievous mistake which must be rectified immediately!
I have mentioned, written, and said this more than once. I would hire actors. I would hire actors, I would give them direction. However, I would allow them to use their own creativity to create a character. And, I would base it off of my writings. Since, there is no room for dialogue, the only way I see it is in movement. Not so fast that everything swirls into nothing. But, the front, the back, the sides choreographed into a moving work of art. Art of every color, without bias, forced persuasion, or manipulation.
Also, I would reach a definitive end date. It is a must! It is time to tie up all the loose ends finish what should never have started. Because I will never be able to see this as positive. You will read more later.
Now, going back to the person I used to be – I am going back to the person who follows traffic laws by making a right or left hand turn and turning into the closest lane rather than crossing lanes to get to the furthest left lane.
Lakeland, you must take responsibility for your mistakes.
Lakeland it should never have been, nor should it ever be a combative environment or relationship. It is inexcusable. Take responsibility.
Again, I want to mention the manipulation of my money and internet is inexcusable. One moment I have plenty of money, the next I am destitute. No more lying. No more tricks. No more deceptions. There is no art in manipulating the information. Deliver what I order.
STOP THE NEEDLESS DRIVING!!!
ENOUGH!
Then, end it all. I am closer to 50 than I am to 30. I am no longer a teen-ager capable of living off of pizza and chips. I have to think about how I will retire rather than working until the day I die. I choose the tire only because it allergy-free it is something that has been forced on me.
I am getting so tired of this. I want to move on. This should never have happened to anyone.
Also, I choose not to see Jumanji because of what happened with the red-haired-heart-shirt.
Plus, it was me, Cherith while working at Disney. I spoke with someone on the phone about The Golden Girls. The opening to The Golden Girls featured the Back Lot of the then MGM Studios which is now Disney’s Hollywood Studios. I joked about how it was not as though people were really living in the homes. It was a good bit. I knew it. I felt it and heard it on the phone. I heard the person on the other end of the phone – thinking.
Also, I would like to mention, I remember reading a fb post of David Wolfe’s about his least favorite show was Desperate Housewives.
Put those two together.
Starving someone and leaving them without resources, or food does not equal creative good works.
The driving route is a huge problem as it does not equal or a true measure of my heart, intent, values, works, thoughts, or creative ideas.
You have been so wrong.
You must take responsibility.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 