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April 23, 2019
You break it, you bought it. If it was ever thus. From the movie The Bourne Legacy is about me. If you break Cherith, if you hurt Cherith, you bought it. Bought it – Dead. If you break, hurt, or harm Cherith, you will die. It is as if to say, if it was ever thus – so, sayeth the Lord. Historically proven, someone will die because of how they have treated, hurt, harmed, or in any way caused grief to Cherith.
Break, the word break is code for the movie Point Break and the gunshot to the lawn mower. Let that be a lesson to everyone.
I don’t know what you want from me, man. I don’t like being spoken to as though I am some dumb girl. Some stupid Community College student who is too poor to go to a State University even, and the best she could manage is Community College.
I don’t like being spoken to like I am some stupid abused woman, some dumb, ugly girl who was too stupid to not get involved with a man who abused her, hit her, and made a domestic violence victim out of her.
I don’t like being spoken to as though I am your prisoner in an interrogation room who is withholding evidence or information. I have been helping you, have I not? So, what gives you the right and authority to speak to me as such? This is how you look to me when Chris speaks to me, and others.
Everyone in that building tells me everyday they are not my friend. Everything I write about, their whole mission is to disprove, disagree, and try to get me to believe what I believe is untrue. Would you like working in such conditions? How many years has this been? This has been since Edison. That is going on five years now. How well would you be able to stand up to such pressure? What would you write and think in response to such pressure, abuse of power and authority?
My brother sounds stressed all the time whenever I hear him. Of course, I am not going to want him involved with my work if it stresses him. He is not me. Of course, I am not going to want his partner there either, who is not Roy Campbell. I said, that’s better when I saw him, and what happened? Because I said that’s better out-loud at work, they took my hair away. What?! What sort of workplace is this?! It places them both in danger because that is all that happens in that building. People die.
I am so disgusted with you people. What else am I supposed to do? I see a problem, I know how to stop it from going nuclear, and you people want me to feel ashamed and like a whore?! I saw the real Hannibal Lecter who has taught himself to go – the best word for it is – nuclear. I calmed him down just by placing items to my chest. What do you want from me?!
I am at my end of understanding with what you people do there.
You want me to feel ashamed, disgusted, and like a whore because of the real Hannibal Lecter?! What about all those hundreds of men you sent in my home through virtual reality that I do not see, know about, allowed, or gave permission?! You people think that is okay?! I never agreed to that, you forced me to do that. I never gave consent, you forced me to do that. I never agreed to reality television, you forced that upon me.
Jacob Black from Twilight is not David Wolfe, he is my dead grandfather. Wolf, a really big dog, dog, God. The reason Sam finds Bella in the woods is about me, and what happened after the relationship where my boyfriend, hit and kicked me. After, what happened in LA, where the greatest defeat to Al Qaeda happened, you people here in Florida handled me in an abusive relationship to cause my brain to stop working in the way that stops terrorism from happening, and military strategy.
Do you people still not get it?! It made the real Hannibal Lecter so upset – inflamed, inflammatory – he escaped and gave Pelvic Inflammatory Disease to prove to your agency people, you were wrong. So, upset about hurt and harm that was caused to me. He knew, in his mind, he knew I would be treated without further harm happening to me because of it.
I talked out-loud in the building and I get sent to HR. I talk out-loud outside my home and I get sent to HR. I don’t like that. I don’t like any of that. You people have gotten me to the point that I don’t like talking to people face to face anymore because it is not REAL! I don’t know how to play pretend.
No, I am not interested at all in speaking to female subversives or prisoners. The way the brain-thinking works, if you’ve actually read anything, I’ve written a man needs to do it, or a lesbian, it’s a brain-thing.
That psychologist you showed me at bankruptcy is not a people person. Does she live alone? What she told me just by walking by is she is unhappy, chronically depressed, and not interested in people.
That was a subversive, a double agent, you had in the back of the gas station this morning, the same one who sent me to HR before. She is not that interesting. Did you actually send me to HR just because I did not write about her?! There are so many hours in the day, you have all failed to realize the deficit you are working in. How many years is this?!
I said, send her away. Send her to Virginia, it should scare her. She is afraid of losing contacts. People she can use, people she has used, her empire she believes in her mind she has created.
I’m not afraid of them like you are Mr. Snoops from the movie The Rescuers, Snoops, like a private investigator, or detective, is me. Cherith was not afraid of dogs after a dog bit her. Bit, bite, vampires. Cherith knew it was not the dog’s fault. The reason there is a diamond has a connection to South Africa and my intelligence men, and me wanting to marry an intelligence man – for real. The diamond is in the skull because it is about my brain. Two mice, mom and dad, my parents, not some other woman to use me without my parents knowing about it. You, Miss Bianca, a woman, that’s my mother, she had co-agents that were men, it looks like more than one.
It is a perfectly normal and logical response to shut off all communications when I am treated the way I am treated in that building that you think is a job. That is why I stopped reading the news. News agencies like CNN have blocked me from getting access to their news site.
It is not possible for me to go back to one, David or Edison. It is logical, all that has happened since Edison is breaking and entering into my home. Damaging the food, I brought into work and the break room, so that I could not eat it – just to destabilize and damage my metabolism. The kisses I bought were ruined the moment I left my home for work. Is there anyone who would want to live this way?
My coffee creamer, my soap, my laundry detergent, my clothing, my furniture, my glasses, my glasses case, everything I own has been ruined the moment I leave my home and sometimes while I am here. What do you think would be the normal response to this pattern of abuse? What do you think it says about the people doing it? What do you think it says and shows when Cherith cannot walk her garbage to the curb without having to lock the door? No one, no person is safe in America.
I never loved Edison, I never came with Edison, I never even liked Edison. I believe you people have no idea who Edison’s proxy is supposed to be. How this information got into the hands of a lesbian double agent in Spain, I have no idea. He is supposed to be a royal Spaniard. Princess Bride. He is not a con, not a con-artist, he has never spent time in prison or jail, and he has royal blood.
This is the reason for my mother’s quasi-stroke with her writing to me, two girls now tonight. Somehow a lesbian Spanish double-agent got ahold of this information and she thought she knew what she was doing.
There really is a royal male Spaniard who is just a few years older than me, very attractive, and a clever mind. He has actual intel; he doesn’t know it yet. He actually has intel given to him somewhat different than the way they gave me intel. He is fascinated with me; he doesn’t quite know who I am. It is probably the reason we had a relative of the real Dali as an exchange student.
It doesn’t look like he needs protecting yet, he needs to know he has intel. He needs to share and give his intel. I would want to know what was so interesting and upsetting that they sent lesbians, to hurt my mother.
I don’t know why you people have me write this when it appears you already know all this information. What is the point of my existence anymore?
Do you understand you have ruined my ability to appear normal anymore with this reality show? It is just not possible for me to not be who I am.
I am more than upset about my weight not being 109 as it was before. I did say I am not buying anything, anymore. I am more than upset about my weight. No more special requests like a hustler would do because that is how it makes me feel as though I am being hustled for money. As soon as I get my weight to where it looks like it is going to go under 120 pounds you have that lesbian white female who poses as a black man to break into my home and force weight gain on me. I am more than upset about it. Obviously, I do not want anything to do with her. I am more than upset.
I am beyond hurt, beyond anger.
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