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September 20, 2018
How she was able to get access to me while I was at work as she had been admitted into a facility, I do not know. It was a mistake. She tried to get me to disconnect two spotted people – I WILL NOT!
This will not be able to go away. They are my animals. My pets. This protection for my animals will not be going away. Must not go away.
There was panic and uncertainty in the building on September 18, 2018. Not a good sign that I was so late in getting to work. Not a good working environment when I arrived there.
Let me go back a few weeks ago, as Murphy the man’s proxy, and his proxy shoulder were introduced to me at work. Because he disagrees with what is taking place at my work. I saw the look on his face as they were talking in his ear. He has respect for them. He believes in the offices they hold. He believes it is better to do it accurately rather than satirically. Because he saw the events in April 2018. He saw me and what I did in April 2018. He does not like to belittle persons and the offices they hold when there is other work that is done by me that is so much more than anyone thought or dreamed could happen before I did it.
He was impressed by them in a, I can’t believe who I am actually communicating with. I am not. I never have been. Because I have never sought this out. It has been brought to me. There is nothing wrong with either of those responses.
Let me remind you that in the middle of 2014, I was told by a reporter through the television that this arrangement and my life in this way would only last one to two years. It has been more than four years now.
The success of it belongs to me and me alone.
I know that she has been using the success of the events in April 2018 and attributing it to her. She is wrong. It belongs to me and me alone. How do I know that?! Because no one, no news, there has been no commination as such, yet I know she is using it as leverage to retain her employment and control. She is wrong. It is because of me and me alone.
I have been here. I have been doing this work all along. How many more stories do I need to write?
Here is another example: An executioner in your lineage? To whom was he an executioner? Or why else would it have been written in history. It doesn’t matter if Obama Charles wore the same jacket and rode the same motorcycle as James Franco they do not look like the same person.
I fundamentally disagree with pressure washing. I fundamentally disagree with a cleaning list.
I fundamentally disagree with the baby car seat. She has been trying to cover up her medical mistake for years. Through the central nervous system? They have illegally placed apparatus through my organs and central nervous system? They need to pay for such abominations! Need I remind you without my consent.
I fundamentally disagree with testing. I have more than proven I do not need to be tested. I am already there. I have been here all along.
No, professor I did not walk by you on purpose. Fast start is not San Francisco, nor do I believe I need a professor to my left. It is nothing personal about you or your person. She is wrong is all. It was not a very good tracing of your writing either. I have never done any work with forgeries per se, yet I believe it was not that good.
Correct this is exactly the type of work I am not interested in. Yeah, I heard him, and he agrees with me. There is better work for me to do. Downloading a check list of information every night to report and not write about. How very drawl.
I did not use his name on purpose. It is not in my nature to do so. I find it very gauche. It is not the name or the title that will impress me it is the person. I mean no disrespect, I simply wish to express how very little I care for showiness. It is about what is proper and what was taken and stolen from me without my knowledge and if it can happen to me then what is to stop it from happening to other people?
There was some excitement from the UK on September 18, 2018. If it wasn’t for the other travesties I was working through perhaps I would have been able to write about it sooner. Because I find it most lovely, wonderful, and a great thing for there to be enthusiasm and enjoyment from people. I was not – as always – looking at the size and shape of their bodies. It must be attributed to the love, admiration, and truth in governments, and what is able to happen when working together.
Truly a wonderful thing.
Hollywood, actors, do not take this personally, you must leave the building – at once. It is not about any person or actors or movies – personally. There are very real problems about. There are very real threats about and I do not believe it is in your best interest to be about. Nor do I believe it is safe for you to be about.
This is what I see and have seen for some time. Read now or regret it later. There was such a buzz about the air after the event in April 2018. It was louder than shouting to me. It was louder than every piece of equipment and housing and writing SHOUTING at me. Because it was such a success. The threat to that success is very real. What I see is how that success will be turned into embarrassment and shame of nearly every person involved that it will almost entirely be stricken from history.
Do you think any man who has participated and viewed me sexually will want to be written about and recalled by me and perhaps history as a pervert, a disgrace, a voyeur, a sexual deviant, and perpetrator?
The magnitude of the success has a real threat to being taken away entirely because of the method used to keep me alone. Listen now or regret it later.
Guess what, in thirty years the cost of living has gone up while my hourly wage has not. I am only earning the wage I was making thirty years ago. There is no excuse for that. I am more than qualified, I have years and decades of experience to have a real job earning a real wage where I could take care of myself. So, I am quite literally living off of potato chips and beer to stay alive.
I did take the waffle potato chips and dunk it into the head of my Guinness considering it is potato chips and beer that was tasty. It’s too bad this lasagna has no flavor. I did not except it to, it is all I could afford is all.
I do not believe in coding food purchases and ordering coded food for the most part. It limits me to eating beer and potato chips. I am not a teenager anymore. I need real food. However, the wine is lovely for the cost of it. I am glad to see there is agreement of opinion there.
I was talking in my head at work as to the work I have done with my cats and animals. They are who they are because of me, what I have done for them, and the work I have done for them. When the work on the line gave me an agreement of opinion. I, the he, I have been writing about for a few days was communicating with Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh. Forgive me if that is not the proper way to mention or write about him.
It makes no never mind to me, I was just surprised is all. Why people are interested I still do not know. I would apologize for the language I used because of his audience, however it was very appropriate given the person I was speaking about, nor do I feel bad for having such a strong opinion.
An example, we had given a cat to a neighbor when I visited them in their home. This once calm kitten that lived in my home has turned into a spaz. I could tell the cat had been exposed to marijuana. This cat ran around the house frantic and spazzy. It made me sad. It is just different is all. I do not blame them or judge them. I just would have treated the cat differently.
I believe in bringing out the best in animals and people rather than hurting, harming, or trying to control them.
No, it is not a positive experience for me to turn me into a pot-bellied pig because of the President and Vice President of The United States. It is used to keep me from his shoulder and no other reason.
Now, a theory for anyone interested. If you look at fashion – do not look to me at the moment as my clothes are not my own currently – from the time of WWII. Around 1940’s, I see such an extraordinary display of courage, depth of emotion, resilience, resistance to tyranny, and the absolute belief that good must win over evil. I look at the cut of the cloth, the lines that drape the silhouette, the cloth used that is not disposable but will endure and last for years and years beyond the time of its trend and fashion, it is surprisingly romantic in its approach and reaction to the life everyone had to live as how many people sacrificed, went without, so that those fighting would have every chance at winning.
Do I believe that it was necessary to ration food – no. Non. The thinking behind it has no dollar amount. To think that people not in the war needed a physical reminder of the effort – is beyond me. It is illogical. I liken it to bad parenting. It is as if to say that people were not capable of reading and forming opinions of their own and creating their own effort of support.
Considering The Great Depression and its effect on the Global economy does not mean that people were no longer capable. It is as if to say people were so unconcerned, it is as if to say that the government believed its constituents to be nothing more than children that needed nap-time, time-outs, and strict parenting. When had the approach been one of earnest truth and sincerity – well, perhaps the war would have been won sooner.
To answer a question, I am simply not interested in spending the time it would take to scrap and razor off the privacy currently on my moon windows. It is just not worth investing more time, money, and effort into a place that is not real and not my own.
To be understood, I had and have dropped more than a 100 pounds, of course I wanted a beautiful man who wanted me so much he couldn’t stop touching me, and it was nothing more than passion and desire. I never wanted a two party, two-person system. Nobody would want that. I wanted to be loved for real. I want to be loved for real.
Let me remind you if I was able to write about my cats for real as stories where their character was revealed rather than describing their attributes, Barney would be one of the most revered and loved characters of all time. Barney is one of those characters you read about and live within you the rest of your days. Barney is one of those people you might meet in life that allow the world to be a better place. If only I could write him, you would see.