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February 2, 2019
Man, I don’t feel good. I am sick beyond belief. I am so very sad. I am so very hurt. I am so very depressed living in these four walls.
Wow, I’m sorry you got your feelings hurt. I’m sorry you people got your feelings hurt. Have you spent the last more than thirty years unable to meet people, have sexual relationships with people you find attractive, have family, have a life? I haven’t. The message simply wasn’t meant for you.
Of course, the message and messages were meant for all to enjoy. Yet, there are many, many messages that have a very specific audience, being me. Again, the very fact that I have not allowed myself the self-satisfaction of such an honor only proves several if not many persons were correct in their belief in me.
This is so very disappointing to me that I must do this thinking for people and others rather than having them think this through themselves.
I will remind you I was the peacekeeper in my family. I’ve written this more than once. It is possible that strife could have been created between my mother and my father to watch, see, listen, and understand both Creggan’s and myself in how we handled ourselves and our reactions.
My parents no longer loved each other. They deserved to have love. They should have been allowed to divorce. I wore my mother’s wedding ring on purpose while washing my car that is seen by many as a representation of the President and White House. Do any of you really think this 1, 2, 3 years, these teacher years have had anything to do with entertainment? I don’t. There have been subversives at work, employed by our government attempting to destroy me to get to the White House.
I defeated them by saying no. I defeated them by saying no. What you have done to my body has allowed people to take that work away.
The wrong message that was sent while I was in the kitchen of the home I was staying in California? Drugs. They sell drugs on the corner, that is what she said to me. Well, I wanted nothing to do with that. However, it turns out she brought me back to Florida to try and get me to work with them busting drug dealers. It is the equivalent of sending a PhD to preschool after they have graduated and received Presidential honors. The PhD. in this instance is in fact, me. Not my brother.
Do you know when I worked at Visionworks they tried to get me to go work in a strip club as a dancer? The notion was ridiculous to me, I already have a job. Me, in a strip club dancing?! It is so blaringly obvious that is not who I am. These, by the way, the people who thought this through were lesbians cops, mostly. Do you know if any of their informants, or work assignments found out that – THAT – is how they were working me and trying to use me would and could have done in response?! I’m talking about Russian mobsters who ran or owned the clubs, the people above the ones these cops, or Feds could have been working?!
It would appear to them that the cops and Feds were incompetent. They could have gone out of their way to ruin their work simply because they wanted to use me, as a for instance, as a strip club dancer. Would you ever see the daughter of a United States President working as a strip club dancer? You don’t send the daughter of the President to a strip club. You don’t send lesbians to take the daughter of the President to a strip club. You people had no idea what you were doing. You people should be worried for your lives.
The box at the gate out front does not work with my phone. It does not mean I am not the code breaker. Press 9#. It doesn’t work. I spoke the truth. I cannot help you. It doesn’t work. Why they installed a remote gate system here, I have no idea. It doesn’t work. No, I am not going to step out of my house to open the gate. You will bring it to me.
I hear this out there, people are so happy that it will appear I am devastated because David Wolfe never found me sexually attractive. I am nearly fifty years old. I have spent nearly all of my sexual years denied men I find attractive and denied male relationships. More than thirty years I have been denied men and male companionship, and people are happy that David – whoever this person really is – never found me sexually attractive. Wow. That says more about them than me.
Then, they want me to believe that the FBI man never found me sexually attractive. Wow. You people are sick.
If you are a subversive working in our US government and you receive intel and the messages are connected to the White House and my family, you keep seeing messages to my family, to the White House, you will do anything in your power to destroy us. Like killing my mother, taking sex away from me, not allowing me to have children of my own.
Again, this is disappointing I must do this thinking for people. If you thought it was a literal a sexual lifestyle for Sherlock, and the Sherlocks who do this type of work, you’d be wrong. As I see it from the writer’s perspective, it is storytelling. It is important to show Sherlock is not married or has a relationship because that actually happens. Do police men and women wear wedding rings, or bring their husbands, wives, and spouse to work with them? No. They do not invite their personal life to be seen by criminals. To protect them and their private life. Think it through.
This is a bit sophisticated for me to completely believe. If Jim Brady was shot as the real target and not President Regan it would then mean it was a message that the Secret Service was vulnerable. It could then be seen as a reason they attacked my brother. They could have also misinterpreted a message also.
The casting of the actress in The Journey of Natty Gann, as to her upper lip specifically, I have always found odd. An odd choice. To me, it just looks like plastic surgery. Not that the actress had plastic surgery. The idea that plastic surgery was going to be big in future years. To me, it looks like nothing more than a conversation. That’s all. No secret hidden message or code, just a conversation. A conversation for me.
Tefiti in Moana is my mother, before she us children in the 60’s. Honestly, the demands upon my time, the health problems you deliver to me, the emotional and mental strain this life has placed upon me, I have not been able to really brain-think it all and write about it. It is all I can do to not think I would be better off dead, most of the time I don’t make it.
If you thought you could study my movements, my clothing choices, and then figure out the intel, you obviously cannot and are inept. You should have brought me in and employed me, but now I am nearly fifty years old. Your thinking here is messed up.
I was in a parade as a child in California, I twirled a baton. I was supposed to receive an award. Years later after we had moved to Oregon while vacationing in California, my mother took me to the studio where I would have been connected to baton twirling and demanded I receive my award. There is something much bigger there as to why she did that. It was of no importance to me. However, it looks as though she wanted to make sure I was acknowledged.
I played a death scene in high school in Oregon, sprawling myself out on the choir steps. The teacher started to tell me how bad my acting was when another student stood up for me and started either a real or pretend fight about it.
When my mother was in her car accident here in Florida, my father was so enraged with the lawyer, he wrote him a letter. The lawyer quit because of it. It says a lot about my father to get so angry at the handling of the court case. I was reading the book, Princess Bride while my family went through the trial.
What would this image have done in all these years, me surrounded by big, tall, buff military men in uniform. Did you want to do business with the United States? Then you have to deal with her. Her, being me. What did you say? Those men won’t deal with a woman? Really? With a woman who looks like me? Really? Cut them off then. Cut them off and tell them unless they want to do business with me and talk to me as the representative of the United States, they get nothing. We are more powerful and important than that thinking. The United States and the United States government is more important and powerful than allowing a government in guise of religion to dictate terms.
No, I am not helping a robotic contact lens.
If you want to be really frightened. The real truth. The real work is not done in the rooms with computer screens, monitors, people in suits, working frantically, yelling orders. The real work is done by an older woman, in a quiet house away from the view of neighbors, giving kill orders.
It makes it appear that there is a serial killer amongst the entertainment industry. It makes it appear as though there is a serial killer who would be the head of a production company. There are too many murders and killings to be otherwise.
That would be my mother in reference in Skyfall. The man dying from poison, the one with the camera in his home with a black bird in the home. The man dying from poison with the phone in his hand looks to me as though they poisoned my mother when I took an unscheduled break just because he didn’t want to wait. It is more than poor manners. It is the reason Javier Bardem was cast being Spanish from Spain. I suggest the Spanish government go out of its way to cooperate and turn people over as the originator obviously is not from Spain. I want this dealt with.
If you ever heard the code POD, and thought it was whale pods in reference to me you got it wrong. Daughter Of President. If you ever heard DOT, as in the ladybug Dot in A Bug’s Life, Daughter Of The, it is just code for me, connecting me to the White House. It would just be how someone saw me, how I worked in their mind. My brother would be seen differently. We have different brains, that’s all.
If that stupid, little man is in any way responsible for allowing Russia and Russians access because of a t-shirt, I want him charged and jailed for Treason!
You don’t take the White and the Presidency and turn it into a gay marriage, and adoption! You don’t do it! TREASON!
I am going back to bed to deal with the atrocity you’ve placed in my stomach. So very unhappy and disgusted.
Too sick to move basically.
I am nearly fifty years old.
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