AUTHORIZED ACCESS ONLY!
June 2, 2019
Something’s been wrong in my mind since June 1, 2019 around 7am Eastern time. I don’t know what you people are doing, but something is still wrong.
From what I’ve seen they want the New Year’s Eve garage removed from me – for his protection. That is intel I am giving you, and they are giving you. They want him removed from me – for his protection. Got it? Because that sentence is saying more than what is there.
Real.
Also, I have a boyfriend now, there is no reason anyone other than my boyfriend should be around. The very reason he is my boyfriend – he actually listens to me, and then changes courses of action to stop me from being unhappy. My boyfriend is not my father, duh. My father is my father, duh.
From what I’ve read in the sky they are not stopping. Do you want to know why, or do you want to send innocent men and women into battles, fights, and wars until the end of time? What is the question you are actually asking of me? Do you know? Do you want my help at all?
Do you want to know what I observed on the dock on my break tonight? People have found a way to make a living of not really working, and they are using me to do so. Keeping me as a slave while they get to give “orders and directions” to make it appear as though it could be a real workplace.
Why is every person on the dock with their own personal pushcart trash bin? The same pushcart they’ve used to stop me from walking on the “green mile.” Do you actually know what they are doing on the dock? Beyond shrink wrap, and me seeing duplicate persons?
From what I’ve seen and read they are still upset and unhappy and mostly it is dealing with my financial situation. I’ve also seen they are not happy with the amount of respect and deference that is never shown to me in that building. Never. Everyone else gets to tell me what to do in that building – even if it is not true and incorrect – and I have no authority whatsoever.
From what I’ve read they are looking for confirmation. There was a warning from what I read. Also, it says there is a competition. That is what it says.
Am I your commander, or am I not? Am I your Captain, or am I not? Am I your Weapons of Mass Destruction, or am I not? Because you are not working me that will show, display, and give understanding that – anyone – has acknowledged the fact that the code name Weapons of Mass Destruction was given to me.
I think he needs to be aware that I know what it is we do every day. I know he believes in me more than he’s shown. Yet, a straightforward approach (without tainted air) to communications will give him better results. I cannot believe what I saw in the store tonight. It is a disgrace to our military.
They still see I have bulbous thighs. They still see I have a gut that hangs over my belt. They still see I am carrying my brother’s weight on me. They would not do that to me, and it is working against you.
Do you want my help or not? Then, stop taking authority away from me.
They will listen to me more than most of your men, I’ve seen it. They will listen to me. They will listen to me more than most of your men. So, do you want my help or not?
I have a boyfriend and he does not share me, nor do I share him. Do you want him to beat up these other men and women who are trying to put claim on me by fattening me up, and soaking my underwear?
I am disgusted at present.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 