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June 6, 2019
My brain, my head, my mind, I still don’t think anyone has understood the power you’ve had access to. It is a failsafe. It is referenced in the character in Sherlock, as Charles Magnussen. When people figured out it was a mistake to not allow me to love, or even date when I was in college, again, and the only man I found dateable went away to University and I was devastated by the loss, plans were put into place to try and reconnect me with him through work. Not a personal phone call, or a personal visit through work.
Why would David never call me at my personal phone number, or reconnect in any way personally? When he had all my information. He knew where I Iived, he had my email, phone number, etc. So, why would David call me over and over at my workplace?
My brain is a failsafe. If anyone attached themselves to David and the communications, he got from me, I would be able to detect their presence even if he was completely unaware of it. I remember when David said his full name to me over the phone. It was like a clicking of a vault as the mechanisms lock into place. They read it on me, my face, my demeanor, everything. That is why I am in Sherlock.
I wouldn’t let him in, I offered him nothing, but curtesy and my business professional self. Has no one really wondered or asked the question why? Did anyone really think I forgot the one man that when looking at him the world went away, and it was just he and I?
If any of my intelligence’s father’s side of the family were not able to get a complete read on me, they would, without a doubt in my mind, err on my side. I have already proven myself enough as a child, or I wouldn’t have been dealing with government officials at the very top level, as a child and teen-ager.
Did no one realize it stopped being good for me to be around David? Did no one realize that instead of love all I saw and heard was hurt, pain, grief, and anguish over – still not being loved by a man who loves me?
No one really seems to understand how important I am to them, other than double agents and subversives. I have not seen from anyone the knowledge that their intelligence was giving our intelligence. Why would no one work power that is for the good and betterment of all – truthfully? Legally? In real employment? It makes it appear that I had knowledge and understanding when I did not. THEY understood that because I heard it on the phone call on September 11th, 2001.
The headshot of me when I was 15 years old is proof they have been working me as a Mycroft that goes all the way up because another girl, an exchange student of my mother’s also had headshots taken with the same photographer, and I NEVER LIKED HER FOR ONE SECOND! She was tall and blond. Just like the psycho double agent I wrote I would execute knowing all the information of the damage she has done to our country and the world. Her code in Sherlock, Hush now, I am only returning your coat. Code: Hush, SH, for Sherlock, U for University, H for hero. She thought of herself as a hero as she was needlessly killing our men and women. She is beyond sick.
She is no Sherlock, that is why Miss Adler says many times, I don’t understand, I don’t think so.
This numbered code that was placed on the last package I received in the mail looks like the real man over there believes this is a code for me. If that is true, if this is code, then that is a big purchase of a win, you will see for a long time.
This summer smiles doctor profile is a good profile of a real doctor. Maybe you’re in the wrong meeting, from The Bourne Legacy, were talking about an infection. This is referencing the medical messaging that has been going on since the eighties. Medical messaging like strokes, hysterectomies, root canals, etc.
Hysterectomies in medical messaging would send the message if a woman has ever worked with intelligence – you will never get intel from them again. Doesn’t matter if the woman is straight or not it is double agent work to destroy real intelligence.
I’ve written this before, has anyone thought about this yet? You had, our US intelligence, had within its grasp the real Weapons of Mass destruction, and I will never be able to pass those genes onto another generation. No child will ever have the benefit of my brain power – ever.
That is more than a problem. Because this has not just happened to me. I am not the only person that has been used as medical messaging. People have died, including celebrities, including my mother. Yes, celebrity deaths have been used as messaging and nothing more.
It’s devastating to me, and I am not afraid to write that. Please be careful and start working correctly. That last sentence may seem small and insignificant just because it is not screaming, please be careful and realize the difference before it really is too late.
I believe he is better when he is not over-extending himself. He actually needs to work less, work less cases, and profiles. Do you people really not take care of your own? Are you really not able to see his mind and brain? To me, he looks like he needs to work – a lot less.
He is Lancelot and I am Guinevere in the movie First Knight. That is how other people saw it. Without watching the movie again, there was no King Arthur because I was single at the time.
Love cures. My boyfriend is proof of that. Love, cures. Cures.
I am Grimes in the movie, Black Hawk Down, that is why there is an English actor on the other side of the desk from Grimes, then Grimes is in the movie, in the fight because that’s me when I was working. It’s how it worked; it’s how it works because it is my brain. My brain that is the Weapons of Mass destruction.
The reason Kirby has a prosthetic leg in Dead President’s – it’s a beer leg. A beer leg that is in Bill Cosby: Himself because it was on the channels on the flight from when my family went on vacation from Oregon to Florida. It means there were intelligence men (quite a lot of them) in the audience during the filming of it and that is why I listened to it over and over again. They were in the audience. I saw them, and they were in the audience, get it?
Is this a real man, or did you just make him up? This man I saw. If this is a real man, he is bad. That was the first thing I thought. He has debris in his head. Debris. Debris on the right side of his brain. Debris, rocks, twigs, sticks, pieces of wood. He is a military failure. A failure. He is frightenable. Is he real, or did you make him up? Just to see what would happen when people saw me as having the knowledge and know-how of how to frighten a man like that.
Jesus, I thought you were a guy, from The Matrix, this is the same man that is referenced in the movie Leap Year, I kinda hate weddings. The reason Neo is looking over his right shoulder when talking to Trinity because this man who was sitting behind me in a church – Jesus – wedding, this is where this man wanted to place his mouth. Loving, tender, gentle, respectful of my mind because of everything I’ve already accomplished, and he was spotted as thinking such thoughts.
I have a right to write when you’ve not delivered me weight-loss food or in my employment just to make me miserable and unhappy.
My boyfriend that I never get to see or really talk to, who loves me.
Love cures.
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