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June 22, 2019
Somebody received a dead body that day, didn’t they? Well, I am Death.
This is difficult to look through since it now appears that because of his wife – everything – has been contaminated to a certain extent. Information, messages, intel, contaminated because of his wife. She couldn’t have been a woman that placed another man in my path to stop me from thinking love about her husband? She had to fatten me and bald me?
That would have been better. It would have been better thinking. Rather than turning me into so many pounds overweight, immediately. As soon, as I visited, had not yet moved, as soon as I visited my family in Plant City, it was immediate weight on me.
What a way to fuck with your own intelligence! And, when I write fuck, I mean, make sure our own intelligence dies while working. Just by making me fat, heavy, and pounds of weight. It looks like people have known, known about it for some time, it is in the movie, Bridget Jones’ Diary, his wife is the naked woman behind a book sitting on the tub, the major and big point being the size of Bridget Jones’ body and the size of the naked woman’s body.
It is a book she is behind because there are pages in a book, and pages are a metaphor, or mean, intelligence persons. So, all the pages that are ruined and cannot be restored because they blow into the pond or lake in Love Actually, are intelligence persons who lives, jobs, missions, and work were ruined, or dead because of the weight you placed on me. Just because of weight on me. Just because of the size of my body. People died from the size of my body alone. I am the code. It is more than tremendously bad. It is an act of treason; it is an act of war, what she has done if it has only been because of her. Treason.
Most likely, the reason for the use of pages is not meant to be a copy, it is meant to be something overheard. Like a page in a store, or paging Dr, so-and so in a hospital, or anywhere a person speaks into a microphone and it is broadcast. Just like what you do at work. Page, paging, means dead intelligence, damaged intelligence, ruined intelligence missions, get it?!
I am going to tell you the truth. You have no idea what happened outside my garage when I smashed that bottle. None. I do. I know. I have a following, you really are not sure of. I know it. I see the good.
Did you actually see it as a turf war? It’s not. It is, again, men who want to work with me to end – corruption.
The wiping of the mouth has nothing to do with a moustache. They enjoy watching me consume alcohol. Nothing more. It is an admirable trait. They like it. They – also – like me.
The bellies that started on men, happened suddenly, didn’t it? It is not to be placed on me. That is messaging telling people they support, like, and admire me because of the White House and its Presidency. Placing it on me would only cause – harm, it is a miscommunication.
From what I’ve seen you have no idea how powerful what I did was. From what I’ve seen you have no idea how popular, well-liked I am in China. And, now I am too fat to wear my China pants. What a dumb thing to do.
It is not the first time. To give a point of reference, nearly every movie without going through them all, from the eighties until 2012 with references to the occult, demons, and so on are metaphors. Like Golden Child, are metaphors to be seen as a following, so loyal it is like a cult. It’s not. It is just movie-story-telling. These are men in prison, or what started out as just men in person, looks like bad handling to stop it from being just men, these are men in prison who have been so loyal to me, they follow me, and they’ve placed them in movies as the occult just because they’re in prison for crimes.
It is not possible to stop them from messaging. It is possible to stop them from committing and planning future crimes.
From what I saw you have no idea the admiration they have for me, and these are bad men. Why would you not use that? Why would you take that away from them and from INTELLIGENCE?!
From what I’ve seen the only messaging done correctly was on the men, the women were just copies.
Sorry, China, I’d love to wear my pants, but I am too fat to FIT into them.
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