April 24, 2019: READ: Coffee Can

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April 24, 2019

It is much faster, more efficient, and better to communicate and talk face to face – without hearing aids and ear pieces.  It’s pretty obvious, the time delay in me writing what I remember and see – takes precious time.  That is why there are – rooms.  Where people work in a room.

Learn this about me, I take after my mother.  No one could calm my mother down when she was angry or upset.  She would just lock herself in her room.  It would often concern me because I had no idea if she was really okay, or not.  I have yet to meet a man who has the ability to help me when I am beyond rage, obviously a woman will never do.

My mother never liked the taste of coffee.  She told me she had tried it and did not like the taste of it and that was that.  The timing of it would have been in Canada.  Something happened with a badger when she lived in Canada.  I believe she thought – at least the badger she encountered – badgers were mean and vicious.  It could have another meaning in the movie, Thunderheart, as I have written so much about Thunderheart it should be obvious that movie is very full of intelligence.  It could have another meaning about a man and/or woman with clearance, a badge.

I drink both coffee and tea; I prefer coffee in the morning.  Tea is more of a luxury to me.  Unless it’s green tea, and well that’s just good for you, antioxidants.  I started drinking coffee regularly when I was with – my one and only boyfriend I am ever or allowed to have my whole life?!

Jimmy Looks Twice from Thunderheart, didn’t they make vehicles that were named Jimmy rather large, take a lot of gas to fill up and not very good gas mileage?  Again, it is taking about conservation, solar power, wind power, natural resources, it is really well ahead of its time.  Its timing is Al Gore; however, as I see it, the thinking behind it is more, well it goes as far back as the fifties, and it is both US and Native American, working together, a lot.

Look what they did to my underpants from the movie The Rescuers, could have a meaning and reference about my brother and being abused.  As it pertains to me, it is the Coopertone ad.  It says beach, family, fun, sunshine, happiness, frolicking, water, saltwater, and – surfing.  Intelligence, strategy.  When I look at it in my head the Coopertone ad shows no malfeasance.  It happens in the surf, it happens at water parks, no one enjoys losing their bathing suit.

It’s in the coffee can, use the coffee can, the key is in the coffee can from Thunderheart.  Well, doesn’t this seem like a lot of dialogue to anyone?  To me, it is not a literal, door lock and key.  The key is my brain, Cherith’s brain.  Can to me, says at most, penitentiary, not bathroom or toilet.  This is intelligence so it is possible to have more than one use with different people.  They key is in the coffee can is about love.  The key, or what actually works in Cherith’s brain and mind, is love.  That is how you get work, and work done, love.

That Mexican restaurant in LA, I had a real handler with real credentials, and skills because I still see it.  I still see him, and he would have really liked to have been my boyfriend for real.  Especially after the results.  There is another man who was in a vehicle riding along with the people who were driving me around who really thought I was someone pretty and attracted to me – for real.  I still see them.  These two are worlds away from most of what has happened to me in Florida.

Medical messaging, it is a female MO, I think I’ve read this before, to cut, use a knife instead of a gun.  You have to be very close to stab someone, it says female.  The cyst removed from my right knee, I have cysts on my head, the cysts that caused my hysterectomy…it says to me double-agent, subversive, someone with clearance who found out I helped cause the greatest defeat to Al Qaeda, and I’ve been punished for it.  When the student doctors look at my stitches after I woke up from my surgery, the first thing one doctor said was, look how straight it is.  As if I was being punished, yet again, for being straight and being born a straight woman.

Why am I now still being punished?

People get to abuse me over and over, hair loss, air-weight gain, and I am never allowed to speak out against it, or display it?  I just have to take it like a slave?  How else am I supposed to respond?

Why am I still being punished for being straight, my mother helping with intelligence, and my brother being born gay?

Why?

I work on my days off writing most days more than ten hours – for free, I don’t get paid for it, yet it is a requirement of my employment.  Do you know how much I am actually getting paid per hour if you incorporate the hours, I spend writing?  What about the hours I spend driving?  That’s is work also.  What about the hours I am in my home, thinking?  That is being used in my employment too.

My father just spoke to me in my head, and that tells me that lesbian needs to get over her addiction to me.  I am not her personal savior.

My mother’s death was hidden from me for years!  I am hurt.  Obviously.  How do I get to heal?

Why am I being punished?

Medical messaging, the rash that was on my face and an intelligence man spoke to me at Clackamas Mall tells me being sent to Oregon and the medical research was not supposed to happen, not supposed to happen to my family.

I threw up as a child just after me and my family walked out of a restaurant for breakfast.  I was standing at the hood end of the vehicles.  My mother was upset by it because it was money wasted, I did not get any nourishment from the food.  My mother grew up very poor, with very little food.  She told me a story once of being so hungry after getting home from school she put black pepper in a glass of water and drank it because that was all that was in the house.  I was not worried or concerned, I am still not upset by the incident, so that tells me it was not completely a bad thing.  The planter’s wart, I did not like.  Moles, it’s difficult to distinguish because they seem naturally occurring; however, if done purposefully, that malicious to me.

This Chinese man from last night tells me that coffee can from Thunderheart is about snow falling in Florida, December 1989 or 1990 causing so much need for electrical energy that it caused blackouts throughout the county I was living in.  My fiancé and I went to McDonald’s for breakfast because it was the only place with electricity.  He also tells me he was completely unable to read me before, Barnes and Nobles.  Now, with the show you have, he can read me along with everyone else.

Coffee can could also be intelligence for any breakfast type of restaurant, and Sunday morning breakfasts in restaurants that I’ve seen many people reading the newspaper and having breakfast as a routine.

I have no idea what you people want from me, and I am tired of being punished.

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