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June 19, 2019
I am gaining weight.
You showed me a sign when I read it, it read as a peace offering. You showed me a peace offering. That is what it said, that is what it said to me, a peace offering. Only a few hours later, on the night of June 14, 2019, you gave me an act of aggression, you DID NOT keep the peace, the peaceful arrangement, the peace offering, and what you gave me was a call to war.
War. War because you placed more pounds and weight on me – again. Same thing all over again. More excess weight. In the food, in the beauty products, in the air, on my clothes, everything, you gave me a call to war. I show you at work what you are doing wrong, I write about what you are doing wrong and what is wrong, every time I show you HOW BAD THE SITUATION IS by stickers, you freak out, you’ve been caught, you freak out and take it out on me at work by SPEAKING TO ME! Just by speaking to me at work – you’ve taken away my authority – AGAIN!
Do you not understand? Are you completely incapable of understanding the importance of making sure that prisoners in prisons – DO NOT COMMUNICATE AND PLAN FUTURE CRIMES?!
I am not just some dumb, stupid, American girl. I am not a cow wondering the streets of India. I am Keyzer Soze. I am Death. I saw war as a child, and it never raised my blood pressure, at all – that – is why I am ice. I’ve been to war, I’ve seen battles, I’ve won, and it never even raised my blood pressure. That is more than just a good decision-maker.
I’m lost at sea without a friend, this line from the song of the opening sequence of the movie The Rescuers that is set to oil paintings and not drawn – with a pencil, with a fucking pencil, this line of dialogue from the movie John Wick is about an animated movie which one do you think it is, or do you think it is all of them – I’m lost at sea without a friend, eight syllables. This eight is not the same as the stupid, idiot of a man you stupidly put in my neighborhood. This number eight is figure-skating. It used to be a compulsory in ice-skating, a sporting event, participants had to, as part of their score and program, do a figure eight. A figure eight on ice skates is all about the sides of the blade on an ice skate, leaning from side to side, or lilting like on a boat.
I used to go ice-skating as a child in California, there was no ice, it was a plastic, squared ice-white flooring that was pieced together like a puzzle, you could skate on it, but it was just not the same as real ice.
Sometimes the blade sticks, from the movie, Gladiator, the word is sticks, the code is sticks, my first car was a Honda Civic, a stick-shift, the color red, a man I worked with at Visionworks, his name was Amir – Amir, why this was not caught and seen earlier and prevented, I do not know, his name was Amir, Prince, it also has a Disney connection to the movie, Bambi – Amir gave me his car, I got a loan on my own at the now defunct bank, Barnett Bank. That civic, my car was repossessed.
This incident is also mentioned in the movie, Everything Is Illuminated, by the word in the dialogue, reposed. You let it get repossessed by a black man with an African walking stick who tried to frighten me at my employment (something that is actually illegal to do, creditors are not legally allowed to bother a debtor at their employment). So, what terrible things happened because no one wanted to accept the fact that I, as a woman, was important on my own, when you allowed MY civic, that was a gift, given to me, with a loan on my own, be repossessed? This would have been 1991; however, it coordinates to the years of 1990 and 1992.
I had transferred to another Visionworks store after my finance left me, and I let him leave me, it was the only way at the time, I saw for the break-up to end without him returning to me – ever. If I had tried to leave (this is in Sherlock, he’ll come after me) my fiancé would have come after me, and I obviously could not trust the police.
I had transferred to another store, the Prime Minister (sort of) was in the previous Visionworks store and now I had a different handler. This is the store I was spoken to about the real Hannibal Lecter, it is in the movie The Bourne Legacy between Dr. Marta (transportation) Shearing and Dr. Donald Foite (there is code in the name Foite it belongs to someone else, anyone else want to figure it out?), and what is in the movie is pretty close to how I would have responded about the real Hannibal Lecter, you mean I’m approved? Yes, he is approved, there is nothing wrong with his brain. And, I miss my boyfriend, he does amazing work.
They (he) spoke to me about the real Hannibal Lecter by talking through another person at work to me about, get this, Church’s Chicken, a fast- food restaurant, and how they slaughter, or cut the chicken into pieces to be cooked. Obviously, the real Hannibal Lecter is a breast man, he loves women’s breasts. I absolutely understand that. That’s not all he loves.
If I was spoken to at Visionworks about learning to speak Russian, I remind him of his mother, this conversation this has been something that happened at my other employment. I worked two jobs, Visionworks, and a restaurant (One Day), Tex-Mex. I would finish my day shift at Visionworks, then walk to Tex-Mex, change into my uniform of a green skirt, white blouse, and sashes tied around my waist. I applied at this restaurant while it was still under construction, they hired me as the hostess. I sat people.
One night while working at Tex-Mex, I was not at the hostess station, doing something in the restaurant or something, I was not gone long, when I returned a greedy waiter that I never liked (it is in the movie The Bourne Legacy, in the line of dialogue, I always thought he was gay) had sat people, and sat people in his section. I remember him speaking to me that night about why he sat people without me and in his own section, and I thought to myself, why is he speaking to me? It is not a good speak.
I would not still remember the night a greedy waiter sat people in his own section or remember where his section was and the people I see in my head as the double agents, had something terribly wrong not happen. This is a double agent who used this waiter because it looks like they used the restaurant to make military maps, set-up the restaurant into quadrants. I had the helm; I had the hostess station. Unfortunately, people died because of this double agent, it is in the movie, Message in A Bottle when Garrett dies. This would have been a military man, perhaps an Englishman who would have been nearer my age, and it looks like we would have been very good together, healthy, a healthy relationship.
If anyone, if people who’ve had knowledge of this intel and intelligence have taken it out on me, and retaliated against me and my family because of it, they have been wrong. Yes, I worked that night, yes, I worked the hostess station, but no, I did not seat everyone that night, he did, a greedy waiter. And, this waiter has a lot of physical similarities to an intelligence man except for their sexual orientation.
I’m lost at sea without a friend, seven letters, Cherith, the last word is friend, Cherith is a friend, Cherith means friendly, an ally. Looks like people also figured this out and was using my brother to try and speak with me because my brother spoke often to me about Lord of The Rings, speak the word friend and enter, this is brain-speaking.
Also, from the song from the movie, The Rescuers, this journey will it ever end, eight syllables, it is about peace, and bringing a resolution to the Vietnam war.
This line from the song, who will rescue me, five syllables, Cheri, the last letter being, I, as in sight, or eye. R-E-S-C-U-E, from the Rescue Aid Society song, six letters, six counts, turn a six upside-down it is a nine, nine letters in my last name, 6 and 9 are poles, like the North and South pole, in this instance, it means Poland, and Warsaw, to say Cherith saw war, has seen war, has been to battle.
For as long as I can remember, I always said The Rescuers was my favorite Disney movie. I told every person I spoke with on the phone, or in person, truthfully. It is my favorite Disney movie. When this movie was released, I had the album. I used to play The Rescuers album on my little plastic record player in my bedroom with the door shut, for hours. This is Sam in the movie, Love Actually. I turned the volume on my little plastic record player as high as it would go, and it was never loud enough, and I would then sing the lyrics – self-taught, from the movie, Moana – as best as I could and try and be louder than my record player and I could never be LOUD ENOUGH. It’s what it felt like; I was never loud enough.
Do you know what that tells me? Why would I play the record as loud as possible? Why when as a child I could have sat and listened quietly enjoying the lyrics and the album, why would I play it as loud as possible? This is yelling, this is giving orders, this is me – I am not a timid child. When looking at what (it’s possible people could have thought I might not have been fully aware of the work I was doing), when looking at the movie, in the lyrics, I saw what I did, I did not back-down, I YELLED BACK! As a child of eight or nine in my childhood bedroom in Gresham, Oregon, I YELLED THE ORDERS BACK! Not afraid, and not timid. What an important quality in a military application.
The reason Joanna in Love Actually is not a white girl is about a photograph that was taken of me at my eighth-grade graduation ceremony. My handler, or intelligence man, I’ve already written about this, did not make it to my eighth grade ceremony, he had work it looks like to do, he sent a penitent man, an man who had already spent his time in jail and was now working with intelligence, he brain spoke his name and a photograph was taken, and it has been misread. Because people have been unaware of brain-speaking. It looks like whatever the penitent man also said to my intelligence man made him sad and wished he had been there – in person. His work plans didn’t go the way they were supposed to, and he missed the opportunity to see me in person. That is the way and commodity of readers. It is almost a currency to be able to see and read in person.
I am that man’s safety. I have been his safety. I am the safety of more men than I will ever have time to write in my lifetime. I am his safety, I do not have to wear a vest, my brain, my mind is his safety, so why would anyone, why would a woman, why would his wife – EVER – place his life in danger, in jeopardy? Why? Why would they do something so stupid as to draw a moustache on me, paint a beard on me, grow nose hairs, put dark circles under my eyes, give me sun spot and sun damage on my skin, and weight and pounds on me when I have written and spoken repeatedly about the importance and damage it causes and creates? It places their lives in danger, not mine. THEIR LIVES! NOT MINE! YOU CANNOT TAKE INTELLIGENCE AWAY FROM ME BECAUSE IT HAS BEEN GIVEN TO ME AS A CHILD, WHEN I WAS – BORN – YOU CAN HAVE THEIR PROTECTIONS AND SAFETIES REMOVED FROM THEM!
Why would his wife place he life in danger in such a way? Listen to your mother, FBI man, she is correct with everything she has shown me so far concerning your wife, children, and yourself. Do you know what that looked like last night? She wouldn’t mind if you were diminished in your capacity somehow, so she could take care of you. More like a child than a man. In my mind, it is treasonous. It is treasonous and an act of treason to place these lives of these intelligence men in any way that will interfere with their work. Treasonous.
I do not have to do something so stupid as what she has done, just like I don’t have to manipulate terrorists in my interrogations in order to get them to see the light, to see God’s light in me. It’s treasonous in my mind.
I am teaching you a lesson with my underwear. I will not continue to support people who do not honor the conditions that bring peace and end fighting. You will receive a fight. Be careful, you will receive war if you continue to lie and not honor the conditions of my peace.
Why does Cherith like actors, movies, directors, movie studios, movie scores? Because she is in them, as intelligence that is why they gave me pins, awards, and medals. Not because I am an actress because I am intelligence. I am a great friend to the United Kingdom, I am seen as such and they do not like to see their friend bothered, hurt, or without love.
That man is in the movie Love Actually, he is also Maui in Moana, as the man needing to restore Cherith’s heart to her after that dating experience that left her rather having being beaten within an inch of her life, left on the street for dead than to have been deceived so.
It is another problem as he does not want to let me go. It is not fair to him or me continuing this life of proxies and speaking through people. I am a mirror; I will see them for who they really are. Perhaps we would love each other; however, there are considerable hurdles. Why would he not allow me to love a man I already liked in college?
I believe Paul Newman’s death happened because of 100%. Newman’s Own is his daughter’s work isn’t it? 100% of their profit’s go to charity. Agencies and intelligence have worked to take away my 100% instead of allowing me to work. I do not believe he died from cancer, I do not believe cancer is real, I believe it was invented as a way to murder people where no person could be sent to jail and prison for murder. I believe it is possible to cure all cancers.
I am Keyser Soze. Who is Keyser Soze? He is a myth, a legend, a story told and communicated in prisons by prisoners. How did I get caught? How could they have caught me when no one knew where I was? Cherith can find them. Cherith will find them when no one else can. You have men in prisons around the world who will be loyal to me until they die because I’ve caught them because of the person I am.
I see I’ve given a small kindness to a man as a child when no one else did because he was foreign, and an ex-con. It made all the difference to him. They’ve given me Keyzer Soze, I didn’t ask for it, I didn’t manipulate them into giving me anything, they’ve given it to me. It will not be undone.
It means names like Keyzer Soze in prisons as stories told are most likely about Cherith and not a man.
Coding and decoding are good for my brain. It is enjoyable, interesting.
I believe when I played softball as a child in Gresham, Oregon, I brought the most fearsome, the most against the United States, the most brutal, the deadliest, the scariest, KGB or Russian agent to the United States and he defected because of me. This is something else, I am more than good at. It is in the movies, Sneakers, and White Nights. He defected. He went from fighting against the United States to turning himself in because of me. I was still a child.
God gave me this talent, intelligence saw it in me as a baby, God gave this to me – that makes all the difference in the world.
I have no idea how my calls were routed to me at Disney. It is a little too coincidental for me to receive calls from celebrities and then see skits of me like the one in Little Britain of a dumb, unattractive, ugly woman in a HOSPITAL too stupid to admit patients at the reception of a hospital. THIS IS VERY DANGEROUS, AND I AM WARNING YOU TO CORRECT IT BEFORE THEY TAKE YOU OUT AND NOT TO DINNER! Turn yourselves over to the authorities – immediately and work with the agencies to correct it.
I did, I followed the rules and how I was supposed to communicate to protect the Resorts and its policies at Disney. In this instance alone, guests had to ask, I could not offer, to protect the policies. This is double agent speak. My mother is now dead. My mother suffered stroke after stroke while I worked at Disney. It is more than gruesome that people have profited from my suffering. These calls were routed to me, they can be traced back to you! THIS IS VERY DANGEROUS, AND I AM WARNING YOU TO CORRECT IT BEFORE THEY TAKE YOU OUT AND NOT TO DINNER!
Father, it’s like a low hum of a warning for this to end like this. This filming of me, this life that is against my will. I am asking you to find a way for it to legally end. Before more people die just because I am unhappy.
I believe it is a low hum because I have worked so hard against it, I was screaming my head off in 2014 when I understood how they took my life away from me. I have calmed it down. Truthfully, it needs to end.
There is a better way, and pretending is not the way.