September 28, 2019
BE ADVISED: THEY FOLLOWING READ INCLUDES ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT.
Take a look at my computer, and this bloated, belly you dumb morons have been placing on me for over a year! By the size and weight of it alone, you have been placing death threats on me from within the company and my former employment – just to see if I would survive, and live. That is one way for Cherith to lose faith in a person.
It appears that no one, no one in intelligence, and that means within the United States believed I would live this long. Wow. How do you feel about that father? My real father? After everything you’ve learned these years, how do you feel about how your own daughter has been seen within intelligence communities?
Creggan? What do you think about their prediction for my life expectancy? It is one of the reasons they had you tell me over and over, you wanted to retire in our Plant City home. They got their own intel wrong, or they have been working at subverting the efforts to capture our enemies by allowing people to attack our family, kill my mother and harm me.
I would like an explanation as to why they have been placing weight gainer in any alcoholic beverage I purchase such as beer or wine. You are subverting the efforts of our United States intelligence by doing so. By allowing more and more weight placed on my body, when it is already beyond its maximum body weight.
Englishman, this FBI man has been around me nearly all my adult life. If he was in any way connected to “Lance” the only reason this attempted boyfriend set-up didn’t work, just look at him. After Michael, I needed to be with a man who could protect me against other men like Michael, not a kid who looked like he wouldn’t be able to handle himself in a dangerous situation. This FBI man, literally, needs to separate himself from LGBT associations. That is why he has me around for so long, I am like a brain vacation to him. The gay connections are actually harming his brain, and he talks to me as a way to help him, de-program. He needs to spend time, a lot, with a straight female he finds sexually attractive, preferably not me, just to help his brain. He needs to be de-programmed, and that means, gay, de-programmed. It is not a personal judgement on other people, it is the truth about his health and brain.
I was very well aware on September 23, 2019 that the Vice President of The United States was within my vicinity. Did you think because an actress in a movie “acts” giddy about the idea of the President being in the loop about a possible meet, would or could in any way be a credible read upon my real person? Most likely, if the actress was directed in any way to “act” in that scene it is a real read on someone like a White House intern or aide, and not me. I had enough faith in our Vice President that he was man enough to be able to hear me speak in strong language and not get offended when I needed to control the scene.
You gave him a female interpreter, and I’m not impressed, probably because of who hired her.
You are all probably going to be shocked. I am appalled, incensed, and upset for him. How humiliating for him. You do not treat a detainee, in this particular instance, in that manner. He did not place a death threat on me, you people here in the United States allowed a death threat to be placed on me, and you tried to blame him for it. This man, was he involved in the killing of the Ambassador in Libya that is seen in the movie, 13 Hours? If so, he is not sorry. Do you want to know why? The United States failed to protect me, my family, and my home. The United States failed, me. Failed to protect, me. Please stop letting them do this, just because no one in the United States has been willing to admit how important I am, and how very important I am, to these men.
It was not just the anniversary of 9/11, they did it because our house, in Plant City, Florida, was sold. Our house in Plant City is seen in the movie, 13 Hours as the secret CIA base that no one knew existed, it is the reason they made the movie. Our house, my home, a secret CIA base, and other intelligence agencies as well, most likely, and Libya was not the only country our house was used for. Don’t let this happen, again, United States.
I have written more than once that these women should be removed from the process, I have written their names, repeatedly, I am done warning you about them, if you do not remove, I will not be held responsible for anything that happens to them, or because of them. Remove these – women.
They had me look at this man’s crotch area, and then they wanted to connect it to a real man involved in the killing of the Ambassador, you fucking idiots. I am appalled for him. I would never talk to him or treat him in such a way. I don’t have to. I actually know how to talk, differently, to each person, how they need to be talked to.
This man is upset about now being able to spend time with me, outside. He is not the only man upset at the loss of time, and intelligence – lost because of the weight gain you placed in my nose and food. This weight gain is nothing more than subverting the efforts to gather intelligence. I’ll write slower, so you can catch up, so you don’t miss it, any weight gain in any product or air is subverting the efforts of our United States intelligence community to gather information. Congratulations, you stupid fucks.
Let me write it again because no one seems to be getting the point, the United States intelligence and its allies, and our military have been using my outside time as a way to communicate and gather intel, and you’ve allowed women, LGBT persons to subvert those efforts. That means, you have not been PROTECTING them by doing so.
Englishman, this other FBI man is much better at this work, he is a better listener, and it is important to note, that my former neighbor’s have been plotting, not just against him, just because he is seen as sort of in love with me, and YOU HAVE ALL FAILED AT REALIZING THE POWER AND STRENGTH – OF LOVE!
You all still see me, only superficially.
Yes, my boyfriend, the real Hannibal Lecter is seen in the movie, Zero Dark Thirty, as the Jordanian mole that could be persuaded to serve his country. Someone must have thought he was important. The mole is not the real Hannibal Lecter, the mole is how they tried to talk to me about the real Hannibal Lecter whilst I was in my personal doctor’s office. Friend to all and tiny mole, from the movie, UP, mole means, Wind in The Willows. There is more code in the movie, and I am not interested in writing about it. I got it. Who cares anymore?
I think you people are on another planet of reality, and not understanding what is actually occurring and going on. It is why I am writing this, specially, to the other FBI man, and the Englishman.
No, David it really hurts my feelings anymore. I don’t want you here. I don’t invite you here. I don’t want to spend time with you anymore, I wanted my boyfriend. I am not the same woman I was in college who is going to be your Catherine. That woman died a long time ago.
I should never have sold my home, and given up caring for my mother, I did it to get married, date and have a real life, and you have all denied that of me, going on seven years now. Please don’t return to me, David. Find love and live your life, and don’t return to me. I can’t keep living through it over and over, watching David with other women, it doesn’t have the same effect anymore. It is no longer passion, if anyone thought that is what it once was.
I really don’t appreciate the competition after I’ve already chosen a man. I don’t appreciate this FBI man lying to the real Hannibal Lecter, telling him I was more attractive than I actually am. More hurt.
The Bourne Legacy: the reporter in London shot in the forehead, was not real, this is my admirer in New Zealand who followed me. I bought a bag, I used in college, as a book bag, and I wore it crossed over my chest because the strap was so – long. I liked that bag, very much.
Alaska, the special training site, has anyone figure out what this means? This used to be a fact, Alaska has a 10 to 1 ratio of men to women. Well, I guess I like those odds because have been desiring nothing but male company and companionship for years and years, and decades now. I spoke about this, Alaska, for as long as I can remember.
It is probably the reason John McCain chose Sarah Palin to be his Vice-Presidential choice. Well, they got it partly correct. It should have been a man, a male, if they had used a male VP choice as his running mate, he probably would have won, he would have at least, made it to the general elections. My mother always like John McCain.
The reporter, Simon Ross, is probably special counsel, or a special advisor to the real White House, to the President.
I am Ezra, in The Bourne Legacy, the Director of the Central Intelligence, and I have been acting the part for some time, although, I am not acting. Ezra is actually code in symbols, the letter, U, and a symbol that says, opening. Really, the opening looks like a job, employment, and nothing more. I am not explaining how I get my answers anymore.
So, me acting the part of the Director of the CIA, by not actually acting, was me, actually drinking at whatever time of day I wanted to, while not working, and so on. Who was allowed to take this away from me?
No, it looks like the real Hannibal Lecter does not want to read people for the CIA, I guess that’s what really happened at work.
Well, maybe I should be talking to Ric Byer, this is just my admirer who followed me, and yeah, I do a much better job at talking to these men then I’ve seen anyone else do.
Enough trouble, from that scene is an opposite, meaning something good happened because David, David’s face and head said, Australia, when I got back to college, and at the time David appeared to be happy to see me, not that kind of happy to see me.
Does everyone yet understand the difference between David, David’s legs, and this FBI man? David is seen in the movie, The Peacemaker as working for me, meaning he was able to take orders from me, a woman. Then, why would anyone want to make this FBI man appear weaker by being a woman/man who was giving me orders? Am I the only one able to see the harm it would do not only him, but our intelligence communities, as well?
There is more code and decrypting I could do; I am really not interested anymore. People keep hurting me and my feeling, so I just don’t care anymore.
The ice machine and water in my fridge has been broken because of the General in 12 Strong preferring the vodka, it is a death threat to me, and you allowed it to be created within the company, it is not external, it is from within.
They hired me, to work for the Obama campaign, specifically because of what happened after my surgery in Libya. They needed to make a quick connection to the White House, and it looks like not much real communication was getting to the correct people, since I didn’t get paid for any work I did on the campaign until, January 2013. When was my car accident? January 2013.
There is a reason the movie is titled, 13 Hours, it has to do with my mother’s American Express card while we were on a cruise, on vacation, in the US Virgin Islands, and I don’t want to write anymore about it because my feelings are hurt.
Some wives cry, I clean, from the movie 12 Strong is referring to the movie, Pulp Fiction. I do not yet know why; however, this looks really true, I am seen as the Cleaner in the movie, Pulp Fiction, and it might have happened when I was in California, and no, I do not believe I was used as a Cleaner, for gangsters. It is probably why it is a character in the John Wick movies.
The real Papa is seen as Brad Pitt being released from the prison, by me.
Sherlock episode of Scandal:
Catch you later, code: cul, cul-de-sac.
No, you won’t, code: No, woo.
DEEP END, of the pool, code: Dead.
When I ordered a phone when I was caring for my mother, I ordered a phone cover that was red, just for something different, and I used to receive text messages from a, Cody, who said he knew the person who had the number before. Cody, code: code, why, why, code, it’s an either, or.
Too many hurt feelings, I don’t feel or want to write anymore.