Pump 12

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September 30, 2018

A person is keeping me up.  What is this, a picture in my head, and I say in my head what I believe it is.  What is this?  What is this?  What is this?  What is this?  I am trying to get to sleep on the morning of September 29, 2018.

What is this?  What is this?  An attack happened, I say in my head.  I hear nothing on the other side, so I finish my thought, that is why it feels so different.  The time of this was somewhere after twelve noon and two in the afternoon on September 29, 2018.  I was in and out of half-sleeping, so I do not have the exact time I felt this.  This was after I had installed an update on my phone that asked for me to give my security code for my credit card to finish the install.  I have several locations on my World clock one of them is Oslo, Norway.  After I got to work, I sense somewhere in my head that an attack happened within the Royal Family in Norway.  I believe this has become another threat not limited to this family, but now to all Royal Families around the world.

It is another attack on families because of the her.  Why is she allowed?  I cannot express my anger at the point.

I do not want to write this.  I am simply advising you, making the world aware of what I see.  This is another threat an attempt on destabilizing Western civilization.

Do you honestly want to tell me that while I am at work and home and everywhere securing my phone in not a priority or my kindle?!

I say and write again fill in the hole in the asphalt to my right.  The time for this is beyond over and the threat of it is very real.  It is not a joke or comedy.  It needs to be done to send a message to the world.

Unless you are interested in endless attacks on innocent people and persons because that is what it will say to the entire world if you do not remove the her and fill in the asphalt and make a complete change in personnel.  I am not mistaken.

I had less than two hours of sleep while someone else scours my head.  Either to test me, or to make sure that I was less than the sharp and prepared woman I have always been.  So, that they can look the greater person rather than being doing what is good for all of man-kind and the world.

I took time off from work, left work early so that I could get adequate rest.  Who is going to reimburse me for those wages lost?

Is there a reason I was only able to buy gas at pump 12 yesterday?  Because I don’t get it.

To be understood, my last purchase was for my authority alone.  Nothing else.

Here is what it feels like.  One person has one idea for me while I have been proving I am more than able, capable, have the skills and talent, smarts, and know how, and people like this idea and version of me better than the diaper wearing baby.

I wish someone would finally put an end to the stupidity.

I hoovered last night.

I simply believe that when you give to others a determination that will never leave them, a belief, a vision that they are greater than they know it is a better place to see people from.

There are stories being asked of me to write, I am keeping people’s confidentiality.  Ah, duh.

This poor kid.  He could be an adult; however, he looks like a kid.  Several months ago – or has it been longer – he just looked like he hadn’t had a decent wage, or decent place to live, or good food in a long time.  When I saw him last night it looks like they have been giving him protein shakes.  He hasn’t been buying nor did he want them, he has been given protein shakes.

There was nothing wrong with this kid’s body, size, and shape.  He just needed real food.  That’s all.  He needed real, lean meat, fresh fruit, fresh vegetables, and whole grains.  And to stay hydrated.  He didn’t need to have his body mass changed for him.

If he had wanted to have his body bulked up, if he had decided I want to look more like a body-builder that would be one thing.  But, he didn’t.  He was told and given protein shakes to bulk up.

I never thought there was anything wrong with his body.  I simply wanted him to eat well.  Better than he had eating.  That’s all.

Congratulations on signing my death warrant.  Because that is what it feels like.  Because you have failed to secure an ending, and you have failed to secure my future if this ever ends.  For some people it is not going to end.  Congratulations!  How fucking awesome!

No person should be in the building if they are afraid for their life.  For me, every day feels like it could be the end.  If they are not willing to risk their life, they shouldn’t be there.

I…don’t get to have a choice.  Or it wouldn’t be this way.

Do you know what it is like to turn to the television just to hear people talk?  Do you know what it is like to watch television as a way to be social?  Because I do.  However, because of this house and the television that broadcasts me rather than allowing me to watch television has placed me in a terrible, deprived lack for personal interaction.

Be prepared for this because it will send plans into action and attacks into action.  However, I must write it.

I do not believe in scaring people into submission.  I do not believe in theatrics to frighten, to harm, and to create myths, legends, ghosts, fairy tales, or false identities.  I do not believe in wearing masks and wigs to frighten people into giving evil and evil persons want they want.

I believe in fighting.  I believe in fighting against tyranny.  I believe in fighting against evil to keep peace for all of mankind.  Whatever and however I choose to.

I believe it is important for the smallest or most insignificant person to not allow themselves to be tricked.

Be advised.  I am probably going to be late again today.  Why do you keep allowing this to happen?

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