October 24, 2019
BE ADVISED: THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT.
Yep, that’s him alright. That’s a real man they brought for me to read, and it is the same man as is seen in Zero Dark Thirty in Maya’s dialogue, I don’t really care if your men get sleep or not. That Maya is not me, Cherith Gjestland, Weapons.
That Maya is seen watching me, struggling to care for my mother all day, all night, literally so tired I could not make it under the covers in my own bed, sleeping with all my clothes still on, and doing it every day, over and over, again.
So be real careful, desperate for my attention, Sherlock, not a good thing. Including a consultant criminal in Sherlock with desperate, means – no joke – real United States intelligence officials, officers, agents, person – will be doing jail time when it is discovered – how they mismanaged – me.
And it is about fucking time!
Let me explain to you what this looks like to anyone of any real intelligence: if an op, an operation, a mission, a military operation, operation, is successful, especially if it is so successful, not a single man is injured and returned home, safely – make certain you remember, Zero Dark Thirty, combat interpreter, go back to your homes, they will KILL you, that’s me, from MY home, in Plant City, if it is real from the movie, at all – if it is so successful, it could be considered nearly impossible to not only have been completed, but been successful, if you then do something so stupid as to implode from within, such as, ending friendships, terminating employments, giving information to persons so they send physical harm to another, like causing strokes, or financially disable the very means that GOT AND GAVE the information, that you would never have been able to do on your own – IT’S WEAK.
IT SHOWS WEAKNESS. IT SAYS WE ARE WEAK. IT SAYS I COULDN’T DO IT MYSELF. IT’S SAYS, I DON’T KNOW HOW TO DO IT MYSELF, I FEEL GUILTY I AM NOT ABLE TO DO IT WITHOUT CHERITH, SO I CAUSE DISRUPTION, TRAUMA, TURMOIL, TO COVER MY TRACKS!
IT’S WEAK.
IT IS NOT JUST INFERIOR, ITS WEAK. WEAKNESS OF – MIND!
Let me explain it again, every US intelligence agency and US military and its allies should be able with conviction and determination be able to stand, and say, if American’s are harmed, killed, or murdered, you are not only not welcome, you are not coming back.
If you cause harm, kill or murder American’s it is not a survivable situation.
If you did not pull the trigger, but gave the orders to cause harm, or murders of American’s, be advised, THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS I’M HERE, THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS WHO I AM.
It’s very devious, David and Courtney, devious. Most likely, you’re the director of the CIA, act like it (The Bourne movies), is more than just me. I would never allow a director of the CIA or other intelligence agency to allow themselves, by their action plans, to appear, not only to American’s, to every country and nation around the world – AS WEAK!
Let me explain it again, it is like a self-fulling prophesy. Either the person is aware of it, or they are not, meaning sub-conscientiously corrupting their own work and data because as it is in Zero Dark Thirty, they don’t believe in it, enough.
Have you ever slept with your eyes open? Some people will know what this feels like, I, for most of the years I took care of my mother, 2009 to 2012, I sat in the chair next to her bed, and slept with my eyes – open. That’s more than tired.
It’s comparative to being in battle or war for all those years I took care of my mother.
Probably the very reason former President George W. Bush used in his speeches, things like, crossing the line, it is possible I could have given better speech advice because it does look like they read my determined spirit and person, was to take a harder, or stronger stance on diplomatic relations. And, there is nothing wrong in that.
We are the United States of America, I have no idea why anyone wants or wishes to appear as though WE ARE ASKING PERMISSION – TO BE A GOVERNMENT! FREE AND INDEPENDENT.
Don’t tell me that they manipulated the purchase of this home, on purpose?! For the front porch, alone?! So, that other people could figure out, what they were not classified to know, how the United States killed Bin Laden. It’s very unwise, and unscrupulous.
My front porch was my front porch, and not to be shared. Stop giving credit to others for the work, I’ve done.
The proof of that is how they had me driving around, Painted Turtles drive or road, as if looking at the townhomes there with their own private porch would in anyway, access my brain, to remember.
I believe they purposefully sabotaged the purchase of this home, so they could wire the entire house for cameras. Not for my protection, not for my safety. And, its perverse. They already had me monitored and watched when I lived in Plant City from the outside, every day.
It shows intent to cause harm, with the intentions of death to me, Cherith.
I am on a mission; it shouldn’t take more than two months to lose ten or fifteen pounds. It shouldn’t be taking this long. It feels like the only reason it is taking me so long to lose weight, to protect and spare someone else’s – feelings, at the expense of my own.
It’s the same thing all over, again.
If you have people either currently, or previously been involved and its been discovered they have a chemical dependency, or mental health problems they are dealing with – they MUST do that on their own.
Using me like a crutch, is not to their advantage.
Let me explain, because I wrote that an author had a preoccupation with death, they created and manipulated the virtual reality around me by placing upon me a profile (most likely) of a person who was more than preoccupied with death.
Do you know what you dumb-dumbs look like? You look like because Cherith was able to accurately read a person who is not alive, and dead, you were not creating a means within which I could therefore give more details, or be more descriptive about her person, you look like you were trying – yet again, to kill me.
I am aware, are not all of you, that we do not live in the same times as Victorian writers. Guess what? A lot of advancements like sanitation have taken care of a lot of problems that could be used, been a factor, in creating something like a preoccupation with death.
It does make a difference. It does have an effect upon a person’s ability – sanitation.
She wanted to know why her mother died, the author, she wanted to know why so many women died giving birth, in those times.
It was also the mind-set of the medical profession, I believe, at the time. Just accept your malady and succumb to it.
I place no judgement upon Bronte for the age at which she died.
I’ve written similar health problems that have since been resolved in modern times with sanitation regarding, Melville. Herman Melville.
They’re using reporters as proxies. Are reporters’ soldiers? Do they go into combat and fight? Do they go into foreign lands and do anything else other than report on the actions taking place?
Stop getting it confused. I know the difference and they know the difference. They report, and I know. And, no, I am NOT putting their lives at stake, for a story, or a news report.
You dumb-asses purposefully place threats on people for the only reason that it looks like, you have no idea what you are doing, or what else to do.
Shouldn’t reporters, just be reporting?
Are you really going to allow yourselves to look as though any person, regardless of their employment, such as a reporter, to be connected in any other manner? I really don’t appreciate you allowing myself, and others to appear simple-minded, ding-dong dumb, and without intelligence.
What did they think was going to happen after Libya with the use and creation of Edison other than to incite people?
I am at a loss as to why people allowed my mother to die and didn’t tell me about it for years.
I am not going to apologize to anyone for making it appear, what I do, as so simple, so easy, so un-stressful – anyone could do it.
None of you have asked me what I want. What I want to do. Do I want David, or whatever his name is, around? Do I ever want to talk to him, again? No. Do I want this FBI man? No. Do I want Edison? No.
You’re still pushing your own agendas.
Just do it, or else! While someone else gets the credit, and income, for the work and intelligence, I’ve given them.
I am not really interested in writing about a known person, that never believed in me, or believed that I would be able to figure any of this out. Shame. Shame on them.
Don’t tell me you did something so stupid as to use David, so I would touch him, covered in black skin, at Home Depot, saying we’ve met, to discover my mother had already died, and have a woman back up and say, so not a leader, wondering if I would see the code as, so not LA.
David is not the love of my life, nor is this FBI man. And I can no longer trust this FBI man if he used Edison as a proxy, and because I believe he has been responsible for the years of 2014 to 2019.
No, I really would have preferred to have never been abused by Michael. No, this LA man who used me in California in 1989, I really don’t want to work with anymore. He does not have my approval. Nor does the FBI man, nor does David.
It’s never going to happen, David. It will never be real between us, ever. Never again, they will never allow it. They all prefer to see me dead, then to see me in love with a real man. Including, my boyfriend. I mean flesh to flesh without cameras, without script, and everything you’ve done in this building.
It will never happen.
This is for the other FBI man, since it seems he is the only FBI truly doing any real work.
That real estate agent in Tuscaloosa, Alabama took us to lunch, mother, brother, and me at a local fast-food, taco drive-thru. It tells me, he was aware he was being photographed with us in the car. There might still be photos, or not (detail, could be useful).
My mother was aware there was a USPS problem in the nineties, she got a PO Box in Valrico, Florida because of it, then in Sydney, Florida. All our bills went to those addresses because of the mailpersons. She knew and had knows things were suspicious, not right, not correct, and people were willing to watch her die, for their jobs and careers. True.
These two events took place in the very early morning hours, I believe, during my Hilton employment years.
One was a car crash in front of me. The car in front of me was stopped at a flashing light inter-section at MLK and Forbes. The car on MLK, turned off its lights before the intersection, something Michael used to do, when the vehicle turned off its lights, the car in front of me entered the intersection and a crash occurred.
I did not stop. I did not call either. Immediately. There was a gas station in front of the accident. I should feel bad about that, yet I don’t. I did not stop or call.
The day after Thanksgiving, the morning after Thanksgiving, on my drive to work, same route, there was a group of people, 3, 4, 5, that appeared to have been walking home, from a neighbor’s house, of celebrating and drinking into the night. That one, bothered me.
Also, no one has been asking me to read people. Just remember. It is difficult for me to tell if either were supposed to be something for me to share with someone, like law enforcement, or just something for me to – remember.
It’s a big difference.
They both look like, remember.
How disappointing.
Cherith is the game-changer, Crazy, Stupid, Love, game-changer, Cherith Gjestland, and none of you have proven yourselves to be worthy. Every one of you have done nothing, but harm and hurt me. None of you have proven yourselves to be providers or protectors. And, I am no longer in college.
Allow me, to flick your face, Sherlock, AM.
Disappointing.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 