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April 28, 2019

Harold Wright is correct.

Intel?  Locations?  Names?  People?  Places?

His is coded differently.  Use color, colors, and religion, if you haven’t done so already.

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April 27, 2019

I didn’t lead you people astray.  You thought it had to do with a coffee shop because they have a scene in a coffee shop in a movie and have dialogue about coffee can in another movie?  These are different movies, obviously.  If you followed that lead, I didn’t tell you to do so, and would have been wrong.

I am Death.

I am Death and William; Bill Parrish, is the real Hannibal Lecter in the movie Meet Joe Black.  Why do you think Bill Parrish had a heart attack at the beginning of the movie?

Yes.  Yes.  Anyone think this word means something else other than, yes?  It is code.  Y-1, e-2, s-3.  Yes, the three wise men.  How many people have figured that out?

This just reaffirms what I have already written, I have an effect on people, I was given information about the real Hannibal Lecter and I gave it back as good.  It doesn’t mean I didn’t understand he had done wrong, or crimes, they could have phrased it to me as to whether they should work with him or not.  If you look at the movie Silence of The Lambs, Hannibal Lecter is not a doctor in the movie, that is an FBI agent, they are several FBI agents, talking to another FBI agent.

Is there anything about the character Hannibal Lecter that says, Doctor?  His mannerisms, his behavior, his appearance?  Do not be fooled.  It is clever scripting and writing.  Real-life is not a movie.  It is not always an exact copy, or verbatim.  They do put real events into movies; however, movies have a way of making most circumstances and events seem more glamorous, attractive, and spoken to better music than real-life.  It is just meant to create an experience, don’t lose your head over watching a movie, that’s how people end up in – JAIL.

It was a decision in movie writing to create Hannibal Lecter as the star, or lead, or the number one actor, and the female FBI agent to be less than him.  That is not code, I don’t know how else to explain this to you.  It is just scripting, movie writing, they thought it would make better box-office numbers.  There is nothing wrong with wanting to make box-office numbers and creating a script that a writer believes audiences – will like.  Don’t let the emotion fool you.

This is referenced too often in other movies, lost my chems, lost my work, lost my – anything, this word, and it does also mean the TV show, Lost, is about – my brain.  Lost opens with – a plane crash, get it?  How many times has this word appeared in movies over and over, and a TV show?  To me this tells me how bad the relationship with my former fiancé was to the loss of intelligence.  I was not yet eighteen and I was decades ahead of my time, someone got greedy, someone thought of a way to destroy the Sistine Chapel, and they very nearly did.

Rooves, roof-tops, ceilings, this is about drones, birds-eye view military procedures.  The notion that once I moved here it turned into art, paint, and painting, is just diversion.  Do not be fooled.

I am Death, the real Hannibal Lecter is Bill, William Parrish (my former boyfriends tattoo on his arm with a heart, BP, he thought he was funny when he said it meant, Big Peter), I, of course am always seen as a woman, I am not the lady doctor, they use this actress as a way of showing the effect I had on the real Hannibal Lecter and other criminals.  These characters do switch back and forth at times, sometimes the real Hannibal Lecter is seen as Death as so on; however, for the most part, Cherith Joelle Gjestland is Death, William Parrish is the real Hannibal Lecter, and everything else – for this movie – follows after that fact.

Drew is named from the sketch I drew as a teen-ager, of one eye closed and one eye open, and a mole.  Who would ever suspect a little girl and Cherith as an agent?

Death and taxes, they follow me, they follow money.  The first time I filed taxes, I went to the local library – Collateral – instead of a tax office to prepare my taxes.  The man who wrote on my tax form, I did not quite understand because he was lying.  He wanted to appear indifferent, uninterested, slightly mad and angry when in fact he loved me dearly.

Well, I can see why you have no friends, this dialogue is just about Hannibal Lecter’s crimes.  What real person of worth and value is going to want to befriend a monster?

Just to interrupt, Trinity, the character Trinity, Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, the reason I never saw myself in Trinity before now?  It is just their movie decision to make Trinity, slightly androgynous to appeal to a wider audience.  I don’t think or believe I look or appear anything like the actress who plays Trinity.  There is nothing wrong with that.  I do not believe I am making any disparaging remarks about her looks or acting, I am merely pointing out, I am cute like a bunny, fast, in my brain, as a rabbit, sexy like a Playboy bunny, and fucking smart as hell.  That’s a lethal combination.

In the movie Thunderheart, when the boy or son is shot and sent to the hospital that is my brother.  We were at some sort of Health fair in town in Gresham, Oregon, it was indoors, like a hallway, a glass door at each end to allow natural light into the interior.  My mother and brother were in front of me, I was behind them, they had already walked inside, then I walked in, they were close to twenty feet in front of me when my brother dropped to the ground like dead weight.  I’ve never seen anything like it.  It made a terrible noise to hear his head hit the ground, I made no reaction.

He fainted because of the presence of formaldehyde.

Every time, my mother was sick, heart problems, stroke, I cried, was so upset I could hardly think, this is so gross to think other people have done this on purpose.  If it was read correctly, and I do not believe people have actually understood the difference, if any, it is very few persons, it means my mother was the brain, the thinker, the greater asset.  I go to the biggest threat first.  Of course, I loved and love my brother; however, I have a spectacular mind.  I am well ahead of my years.

Outcome, you’d lose Outcome from The Bourne Legacy, this is code.  Come out, come out, wherever you are.  It is as if to say what Cherith does and is capable is mere – child’s play.  Let that be a lesson and a warning.  Child’s play.

The coffee shop scene in Meet Joe Black, is not a coffee shop and the man on the phone in that scene is my brother.  I used to choose my brother’s clothes when we were teen-agers, and he continued to ask my advice on clothes and clothing.  I could not stand to see my brother appear less than I believed him to be, and the image he put on with his clothes was less than I thought of him, and that has nothing to do with his sexual orientation, and everything to do with him being my brother.  We will always be family.  There is nothing to change that.

The coffee shop is about LA, at a Mexican restaurant when I was not yet eighteen years old.  It is about me working with real intelligence men, and a man.  I told you he liked me.  It would have been difficult to watch me, years later after LA, and see how small in their minds, big in my body, they had made me.

The car crash is about my brother’s car accident.

The speaking to me through my brother, this notion and idea that is played out in the coffee shop scene is really about me talking with police in Oregon, and the false story they created.

Obeah is about the Emergency room doctor who stitched my eye after the dog bite me.  I wouldn’t have remembered the doctor if there was not something wrong, and I told the story – a lot.  Cherith is not an evil spirit – duh.  However, there were subversives, double-agents who did not think anything about using animals like dogs to hurt children and me.  What?!

The ghost of Christmas past, the ghost of Christmas present, the ghost of Christmas’ yet to come, the three wise men.  Does Death visit the Jamaican woman three times?  Yes, the past and present meet at the same time.  When the Jamaican woman is admitted into the hospital, this is difficult threads, the dialogue starts off one way and then it turns into something else.

With the mention of the bus driver, that’s my school bus driver, the one from the movie Speed, who watched me too closely, obsessed.  From bus driver, take me to the next place, that’s a victim pleading with its serial killer to – kill them, let them die.  It’s gross.  If you see it.  It’s gross.  It means a cold case of a serial killer, Cherith solved – finally.  With the help of Cherith a murder was solved, and a serial killer was imprisoned.

When Death takes the Jamaican woman, this is difficult to watch, it means people already saw that my mother, had given up.  How many more years was I able to keep my mother alive after she had given up on life?  It’s difficult to watch.  Worse is what you people did to me while I worked at The Container Store.  Arranging a dentist visit for my mother while she was in a nursing home – the premeditation of my mother’s murder is such a rage to me, you people did it, allowed it for a documentary, for ratings – I rode in the bus vehicle with my mother back to her nursing home, the driver drove past the tax collection office for the county.  We stopped at a red light.

This person who plotted to kill my mother probably thought they could pin the murder wrap on the real Hannibal Lecter.  They did not believe I would ever recover my mind and see them for who they really are.  This is a woman, who plotted to kill my mother.

He will out-think her and it will not be difficult.  He might be able to place her with another person that will be able to work on her.

Yes, there is a connection between families.  I am Death.  I have not yet finished working on medical messaging, cancer, as I see it, is completely – preventable.  No one might believe me; however, that is the future I see, that is what I see when I look, cancer is preventable.  Cancer has been used as I have already written as a hit-list, a way to message.  It is preventable.

If the scene of cold lamb sandwiches has not been edited into the movie, that scene is about my maternal grandfather.  He was never the same after my grandmother passed, he never got to tell her he loved her, and then she died, and his whole being grieved.

Sex is sex it is not always love.  Love is love that is why people marry because it is love.

“Well you goddamn well should!”  This sentence alone is for my father, for every single father, every single parent who has a daughter that has been taken, abused, sexually assaulted, mishandled, or used inappropriately.  It is a warning for those who wish to do harm.  It is from – men – who have literally hurt from damage they have seen.

Well you goddamn well should.  They made a serious mistake with using me and my former fiancé.  Serious.  Be very careful here, this is the same person, these are not two different people arguing, this is the same person.

Holy shit, Jesus Christ, how the fuck did this happen?  The most famous is “Never get involved in a land war in Asia.” But only slightly less well known is this: “Never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line!”  From Princess Bride, and then he dies.  How the fuck did this happen because this looks real.  I am Death.

Well you goddamn well should.

I love the smell of freesia.  Well you goddamn well should.

I exceed by a lot in his eyes.  A lot.  I goddamn do.

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April 25, 2019

You have Native American’s near by me who want people to know they believe Cherith to be highly teachable, in that I am deciphering and translating noises they are making into words and language because they have placed thought behind it.

This is not my first rodeo; I know I am more than able to do work.  Why don’t they remove the trash from their front yard from the movie Thunderheart, be careful here, this also says Native American’s are more than capable, able, and willing to help.  These are not a people just looking for a hand out – no pun intended.  These are smart people.  They are a smart people.  Make no mistake.  It would be unwise not to listen.  Duh.

My former fiancé stated repeatedly to me he wanted to become a sports director, Life As We Know It.  There are multiple people involved in that sentence.  My former fiancé went to a sort of video/film technical school.  He asked me my opinion on a work he did, I told him it was not good enough, he could have done better.  I was quite serious when I spoke, I remember.

Collateral, I liked this movie instantly, right away, do not get confused with those words, the English language is meant to communicate not turn into meaningless drivel.  My mother and I are not the same with movies and film.  I liked this film, immediately, to me when I remembered it at work and started thinking about it, it tells me the film is full of intelligence.  And, it is.  It is not quite the same intelligence as Thunderheart, and that is ok.

My mother liked – as I see her now – agents, spies, intelligence agents and officers’ men who had such ability and skill, no one would have suspected them to be anything other than their cover jobs.  She liked them because she saw the trueness of their person and spirit, these were men that would never betray the United States, never be double-agents.  These men were calm, subtle with such skill, thinkers.  She really chose really incredible men.  William H. Macy, my mother always like William H. Macy.  His proxy would be an everyday man that no one would suspect their cover job.

As the movie, Collateral opens, that’s me as Tom Cruise as seen by intelligence (meaning they believed I was that good) leaving LAX after the greatest defeat to Al Qaeda.  Was Tom Cruise always attached to the movie?  Whether he was or not, the fact that I went on a Truth cruise, with Christian contemporary singers would have protected him because Tom Cruise in the film is more than a hit man.

As Max (code for camera) gets in his taxi, and cleans his vehicle, left turn signal, right turn signal, that’s about me getting my driver’s license.  It’s my driver’s license test in Plant City (Hillsborough County), I was 20 years old.  There was always something that was off, or out of place to me when I took my driver’s test as though it was procedural, obviously I had been seen driving and was a more than capable driver.

When I took my first driver’s test when I was sixteen in Pinellas County, I did not pass the written portion of the test, therefore I could not move on to the driving portion of the test.  How does the DMV get to be infiltrated?  Because it looks purposeful.  I did not take a written portion of my driving test in Hillsborough county.  Somebody got yelled at, is what that looks like.

Not ready yet, the Jazz man says, not ready yet, this is my first driving test, and this man and persons have been more than yelled at.  They put it in a movie, that’s bad.  They let a sixteen-year-old not get her driver’s license because of a grudge.  That’s bad.

Any mention of Mercedes-Benz, in any film probably, is about me being spotted in Munich, Germany by a man who drove behind my mother and I from the airport to our hotel, who liked what he saw, immediately.  He is a real man; he would be closer in age to my real mother and father.  Not every person who saw my mother and I were of the same affiliation, plan, intelligence and agency, or coordination.

Hey pal, where can I catch a shuttle, did they edit this into the movie after the fact?  It is about the shuttle explosion that killed the female teacher in the eighties.  Does someone believe this was meant to show intelligence I had a death threat as a teen-ager?  Probably.

Seven Years in Tibet, what character do you think I would be in this movie?  I am the child, the Tibetan child, a spiritual leader, as a child.  I remember the first time I found a ladybug on a tree in Simi Valley.  I thought is was one of the best things, I talked the lady bug into walking onto my hand (submarine) and walked home with the lady bug, then placing it on another tree.  Lady bugs eat aphids.  Aphids that destroy roses, stem, leaf, plant and all.  Lady bugs destroy aphids.  Rain drops on roses, whiskers on kittens, these song lyrics are more than cute.

Heinrich Harrer’s character in the movie Seven Years in Tibet is a real person, there is a man and a woman.  Just from me looking at the movie by memory.  The woman is the psycho lesbian I made on the plane in Munich.  The man could have actually been captured because of me, by following me.  It is also a warning.  Cherith is the child as a child she was already a leader, and spiritual, religious, as a child.

Annie Farrell’s character in the movie Collateral, is this really the character’s name or did they change it after the fact because I brain-spoke to the real director of the movie at work?  If it really is the character’s name from the script, Farrell, this makes me sad…Farrell is an ice cream parlor from Oregon.  I went to a birthday party with kids my age to Farrell’s ice cream parlor and they ordered one of those huge bowls with every flavor of ice cream.  Every child ate from the dish.  I got sick.  They told me I had an allergic reaction to chocolate.  They put me on ampicillin (Amp), whatever they gave me was not ampicillin, I do not believe, I started having trouble breathing.  It has been listed on everything that I am allergic to ampicillin.

There was a doctor in Plant City, ear infection, who when speaking to me tried to persuade me into believing I was and am not really allergic to ampicillin because I was a child.  I have always questioned him and his motives.

They could not breathe from the movie Thunderheart, looks like the showers during WWII.  The gas chamber, gas, oil, Jewish people, Holocaust, Cherith in Dachau, Germany.  This is the question people should be asking, why is someone interested in diminishing the populations of persons in African countries?  It is not about resources, or infrastructure, or governments, those are all solvable problems.  So, why has there been such a reduction of populations within African countries?  Anyone really looked at this?

It says to me countries, countries within the continent of Africa, need help, in that they need to go to the UN, they need to go to the Summit’s, they need to go to the US, they need to do the work themselves, and not the other way around.  These are also capable people and persons; they are not children.  They need to recognize the danger and seek the help of other government’s before they all disappear.

Allergic reaction to chocolate, this still makes me sad, this would have been a message to me that the man who was in the store with my mother and me when I chose the Whatchamacallit candy bar, had died, had passed, was most likely, been killed.  This man who looked at my mother with adoration, as though he believed she was a good mother and liked her, had been killed only a few years after I was with him in the store.  He was a good man.

I would be Annie Farrell in the movie Collateral; however, make no mistake, the bet that takes place in the taxi about the “traffic” is between two other people.  The woman who admits she is wrong, ain’t me.  It would have been very obvious, very quickly that Cherith should have stayed in LA, in California.  It is a matter of Cherith working with intelligence vs. beat cop.

Make no mistake about this either, there is a lot of anger in that film, in the film Collateral.  That is my brain that helped to bring the greatest defeat to Al Qaeda, and it was taken away from the men who were trained and knew how to handle me – almost immediately.

Make no mistake that is not just our intelligence men and women who are angry that is bad guys, bad people who are still angry about it.  I see it.

Rough handling of Cherith still makes people angry.

Annie’s character that gets nervous before her court appearance is not about Cherith, I was never, not once nervous to take the stage.  Why would I be?

Her make-up looks off to me.  Anyone?  Too shimmery.  It makes me wonder why this was done, it looks purposeful.  When I worked at Dillard’s a woman who worked with me gave me a Gift With Purchase that was supposed to be for customers who purchased make-up.  This is something I would never have accepted or allowed before.

It makes me wonder.  I believe someone’s life was literally on the line had I not taken the eye shadow.  Someone would have died.  They let me walk out with it in my bag, it was not disguised.  It could be the only explanation.  It was a test, to show someone they knew who I was, and I knew how to save a person’s life.  Sometimes, there are situations that make a person go against regulations.  Would a GWP really be worth the cost of a man’s life?  Not to me.  Obviously.

Island Limos, the post card is just the rear-view mirror, a mirror.  Men tailing me, following me, looking at me in the rear-view mirror of a car.  Limos, Limo, is code, Li-lie, mo-Modus Operandi.  Limo – lies as their modus operandi, double-agent.

Vincent is code for a number, a Roman numeral.  Vincent, VIN, VIN number on a vehicle, a drop car.  Vincent’s monologue about LA being disconnected, about no one knowing or caring about each other, this is terrorist talk, this is one terrorist that is now dead, almost the rest of the movie Vincent is a terrorist.  Do you see it now in the dialogue, the terrorist talking about how his country is so much better than America, than LA?  I see it.

The handshake in the film looks real, was it edited in or was that a part of the original film.  That is a real handshake going against regulations and that is not me.

The man falling on the cab, the first dead body, that is my bedroom window in Gresham, Oregon.  It means I was helping intelligence when I was a teen-ager in Oregon just by watching the animals.  I had a Christmas cactus in my bedroom in Oregon, sometimes I placed it in the window sill.  That Christmas cactus was never happy to me, I tried everything to get it to bloom and grow, it just survived.  Nothing more.

Max’s clothing, his hoodie, do not follow this trail, it will lead you nowhere.  Max and Annie being black, African-American’s, what decade is this to you people?!  I see and hear people waiting to have me write about criminals and bad people and the metaphors, they’re just people.  What’s wrong with people being actors?  Nothing.  What’s wrong with people of various skin colors being actors?  Nothing.  There is no hidden meaning in the skin color of any of these actors, nor their national descent.  They fooled you, not me if you thought or believed otherwise.

Be aware, I am meant to interrupt people.  Men with training understand it is not a politeness manner that is deficient in Cherith.  When Cherith interrupts people it is because there is something else, she hears that she must tell people – immediately.  It is one way they’ve created maps, before.  Like a stop in a telegraph, or Morse code.

No longer the cleanest cab, this is not me, or about me.  The is the black man I worked with at WORSHIP that was from an African country.  He is skinny.  Keith Scott is skinny.  This black man from an African country, I see, was scared out of his mind.  This is the man that is referenced in Black Hawk Down.  It is pretty obvious he could not deal; he could not manage.

It is much more difficult than it appears, than I make it look.  If any person watched footage of me, then believed they could work with me based on what they saw, the real-life is really fucking real, and to make it appear as though nothing dramatic, frightening, terrible, or life-threatening has happened – takes real skill, and I have always had that.

When they told me at WORSHIP my brother was in a car accident – Boom.  No reaction from Cherith, nothing to read, none whatsoever.  It would have scared the living daylights out of men watching, especially if they were of a terrorist mind-set.  What’s wrong with that?  Nothing.

The police pulling over the taxi-cab is from my real life.  There was a white girl in her twenties, who worked with me at WORSHIP, she was driving us in her car one-night, we went to dinner or something menial like that, and we were pulled over by the cops.  I knew – immediately – we should not have been pulled over, as soon as I saw the lights.  I remember looking around because I was thinking, we should not be getting pulled over.  The driver looks like she was in on it, she expected it.  I was upset.

They police left pretty quickly after – looking at my face and reaction.  They must have had someone in custody that they needed my read on who this person really was.  I was upset.  We were not supposed to be pulled over.

This girl soon left WORSHIP and went to a Christian college or University in Tennessee.  I always found her behavior to be off.  Probably because she had a man speaking to her in her ear, so she would have appeared – out of place.  He probably really liked me; he probably really likes me still today.

Have I written this yet?  Monster’s Inc, door-to-door salesman like the Fuller Brush movie with William H. Macy.  I always liked Red Skelton, I talked about him to a male teacher of mine at Hollydale Elementary school.  How many kids have an appreciation for person’s like Red Skelton – as a child?

Monster’s Inc is about brain-research and scaring children turning them into monsters in and out of prison, get it?  This funny little girl stopped it from happening.  I liked the film so much I took my mother to see it at the theater in Plant City.  Sushi, Japan.  Silent screams, ice storms that bring down power lines, in winter, shutting off power, wood-burning stoves.

The reference to the mother calling all the time and being in the hospital in Collateral, is about me calling my mother when I was at work.  This is before I worked for Disney, me calling my mother from work was not a good sign.  When I worked at Tele-tech, I called my mother at every break, and every lunch break, I was that unhappy there.  Other temp jobs, if I called my mom, it meant I was unhappy there.  I am not sure people understood I was unhappy.  The hospital scene probably is in reference to my mother being in the hospital before I left for Boston and New York.

I was unhappy, that’s why I called her.  I’ve changed jobs because I am unhappy.  Normal response.

Did they edit the movie, or is there really a reference of hitting a deer in the original movie?  I am very protective of my family nick name.  My mother always used this name, so when people talked with my mother and they did not know my nick name it would be a point of conversation.  I did not like my mother using my name in front of other people who were not family.  It used to make me instantly upset, and angry.  This tells me my name has been used in missions, most likely military missions, more than once.  I have not de-classified myself or my work, you people have with this “show.”

Cheri, five letter’s long, Cheri, pronounced, Chair-ah, Chair, a.  Cheri is not cherry, and it means dear.  Five is referenced too often for me not to write about it anymore.  It makes me sick to have to write, though, sick.  Upset sick.

The coyote in the movie, looks to me like intelligence really cannot believe how these most wanted men follow after Cherith.  Did you just see what popped up on my screen?  Did you just see who popped up?  They are following Cherith.

When I went to the Inauguration 2012, we took the Metro from the Dulles airport to the hotel.  They made sure to tell me I was spotted, a blonde man “looked” at me as I got on the Metro.  Everything was working, trams were working, then I got underground and – everything stopped.  We waited for nearly two hours before the Metro started working again.

This looks unbelievable even for an Inauguration.  It was the middle of the afternoon.  So, what actually happened?  Because I remember people speaking to me while we were waiting in line underground, trying to figure me out, trying to figure what went wrong, and all I did was tell them it was ok.  So, who followed me?  I was dressed, sharp.  Who did they get?  Most likely, they would have picked him up on surface streets.

When I worked on the Obama campaign I ate, ordered take-out more than once at a Mexican restaurant that was literally around the corner from the office, trailer I worked out of.  So how much intel did you people get from that alone?

If people were given photographs of me from that time, it would have been so good.  I was dressed as I should be, in dresses, professional, cute, sharp, sexy, better dressed than anyone in the office, or who showed up.  I was better dressed.  I was not in sweats and a slumpy t-shirt, it would have said, 007 agent to people, I am sure.  How much less difficult did I make the local FBI offices job during those months?

Did I really get the job at The Container Store, taking the call on the stair-well in the Embassy Suites I was staying at in Maryland because of who you got when they followed me?

Buffalo gal won’t you come out tonight, come out tonight, from the movie It’s a Wonderful Life, do you know the floor opening up during the dance, is the parting of the red sea, and them falling into the pool, is baptism?  It’s probably – during its time – about Abraham Lincoln and his wife, Mary Todd Lincoln.

Dances With Wolves, Buffalo gal won’t you come out tonight, get it?  To be seen in Washington, D.C.

Lenny from the movie Collateral, again, has a reference to the Laverne and Shirley show, this reference is so old, any leads there would be dead.

Stealing the wallet, do not follow this lead, it is also a dead end.

Just wanting to “being around the music” that’s about me, the opening sequence, down shot of the vehicles, that’s about people wanting to work with Cherith.  Actors have said this in interviews, why did you choose to work on this film, this character, this movie, their response, happened a lot, I wanted to work with this actor, this director, and so on.  It is the same for people in intelligence, wanting to work with me.  How many people brain-speak?  I see many people and agencies from around the world just wanting to be involved in such work.

Did that Irishman really go to, probably, local FBI in Ireland because I wrote about terrorists wanting to be “made” by me to get infamous?  And, how that made more sense to them than any religious reason?  Good.  Looks like they will be able to do work there.

That’s me as the jazz man, that’s why he is overweight.  When I moved back into my family’s home, I’ve already written this, I became overweight trying to decipher everything around me.  It made many people angry, to see me after what happened in LA.  To see what they did to me.  To see this sharp mind reduced, to not very clever in some people’s minds.

I told people, what happened in LA was near the kitchen, it is in the movie Collateral as well.  If anyone thought there was a connection between The Matrix and Collateral, they are wrong.  I see so many people upset by the discrepancies in The Matrix, it has caused a lot of problems.

Outcome, from the movie The Bourne Legacy, the loss couldn’t be quantified, that’s me.  I am the loss.  I am the loss of such intelligence it has not been quantified.  It happened almost immediately, upon my return to Florida.  I left a note in the middle of the night while my family was not at home, and left with my boyfriend, fiancé.  The person using my boyfriend made a very serious mistake.  The loss has not been quantified.

Someone wanted it to appear as though, I never existed.  Cherith never did work, Cherith never helped, she turned into mush, she dies, I see it in their mind over and over.

The headshot of the Jazz man, was he shot three times?  Three wise men.  These look like unconfirmed to me.  As in, you break it, you bought it.  You break Cherith, you hurt Cherith, you cause distress to Cherith, you die.  Simple as that.

The briefcase you live out of, is just a brain, Cherith’s brain.

Do you know what this looks like?  The nightclub scene in Collateral, this looks like my 8^th grade school dance.  My mother was supposedly there, I never saw her, other kids told me she was there.  They would have had someone in the back portion, behind where the dance was held somehow connected to a night club in LA.  I swore like a mother-fucker during the dance.  If they read it correctly, it was a bad man is near-by sign.

Cherith’s brain goes to the biggest threat – first.

The sequence in the building with a man wanting to kill Annie, is about me living in St. Petersburg, Florida, and being woken up in the middle of the night.  Maybe you’re in the wrong meeting, from the movie The Bourne Legacy, these are psycho, local police, cops, willing and allowed bad men to try and kill me.  Psycho cops.

They knocked on our back-door first.  My boyfriend told me to answer the door, I wouldn’t, I didn’t even get out of bed.  They tried to sound like the police banging on a door, I said to him if it is the police, why didn’t they use the front door.  After nearly five minutes of banging on the back door they went to the front door and started banging on the door.  I did not call 911, the thought never entered my mind.  The phones would have been tapped, and they would not have gone to the real 911, the movie, The Call.  They were probably banging on the doors almost fifteen minutes before they left.

When I woke up in the morning my boyfriend told me to use the payphone down the street to report it to the police.  The “police” told me if they were cops, they would have left – a business card.  He was always on about anonymous, not having anything going back to names and addresses, like anonymously reporting a car fire on our way to work Judgement.

Why someone would go to such trouble as to set a car on fire for me to see tells me they were in trouble and they did not know what to do and this was not local PD, they needed my voice, someone needed confirmation that I was alive, and that is why I booked the job as the court reporter in a trial against – pedophiles, priests abusing boys in the Catholic church.

The fact that I must write this is more than disappointing to me, all the beer in my fridge has been turned into non-alcoholic beer full of caffeine to make me stay awake, it is not clever at all.  My coffee creamer they turned into blubber belly; these things happen repeatedly.  I am beyond in my disgust.

I hear this in my home, that David is not happy that I did not finish writing this yesterday.  This has taken me more than five hours to write, and David wants me to feel as though I did not do enough work yesterday.

I do not love David anymore.  A heart breaks only so many times, feelings are hurt only so many times, they do not go back together anymore.  They’ve placed David on a string, dangling him in front of me since I’ve met him.  As if to say, did you want David, here he is, you can’t have him, over and over.  I’ve stopped loving David.  He is no longer the man I once saw in him.  He has hurt me too many times.

David has never been my teacher.  David, if what I see is true, was supposed to be a proxy for the real Hannibal Lecter, what a mistake.  It really doesn’t take a genius to know the real Hannibal Lecter would not fall for such a fallacy.

I shook David’s hands after he got off the phone at Home Depot, and a woman walked in backwards saying, So, not a leader with a shirt that had Sherwin-Williams paint on it.  I despise David for the way they’ve used him with me.  You cannot undue work I actually did, and I was actually honored for my work at college, as a leader.

They way David looks to me now he appears as though he wished he had never done it or been a part of it at all.  He did not want to use virtual reality and he did not want to shake my hands.

He looks as though he believed I was terrified or scared of him, to approach him, or talk to him, and that has never been true.  He wrote to me that he didn’t want to talk to me, I respected him wishes and never approached him when I saw him.  Had he not been disguised as my supervisor; I wouldn’t have approached him at Home Depot.

We’re talking about decades of deception, those years do not get forgotten, or undone.

I don’t love David anymore.  Hurt like that doesn’t just mend.

I see your upper lip.  I see the real Hannibal Lecter’s upper lip.  I saw his back to, his six, covered with mental wounds someone has placed on him.  I gave him kisses, on the wounds.  I kissed the wounds.

I wonder if he has been able to work on that himself and discovered all the people that did that to him.

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April 25, 2019

I am not upset anymore.  Who did this?  Received my packages and am no longer upset.  How did this happen?

Yes, Cherith does not interpret names.  She does not receive names through her brain.  It has probably either been trained into me, or my own natural protection against messages being intercepted.  I would be able to receive names if they were spelled and not just brain-spoken.

Move my brother, keep my father near me.

A name also does not create a picture in a brain.

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April 25, 2019

Move my brother and his partner as far away from me as possible.  I don’t want them near me at all.  Change my brother’s address so it is no longer in Winter Haven, on Bates Street.  I am more than pissed.

That woman who parks her car in the driveway next to mine – the one with the garage code – does not live where she parks her car.  Take your own damn trash out bitch!  Or, are you completely incapable?!

Creggan they sent it up to bring a man to you that you would like to try and get at me.  To upset me.  Because every other person in the world is allowed to have love, be loved, have real sexual relationships and love – except Cherith.  Cherith is never allowed to be loved – all her life.  Because they want me dead.

I do not want for anything other than your happiness.  With what they have done, they have made your partner appear as though he is only interested in you because of me.  Because he gets a famous association, he is only interested in the fame and television.

Move my brother, send him and his partner away.

Keep my father near me, do not let him move – at all.

You stupid fucking people are allowing yourselves to be played and you don’t realize it.

You do not understand.  I am more than pissed.

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April 24, 2019

Cherith doesn’t just like the red man, she loves the red man.  And, no I do not believe that is a derogatory statement at all.  It doesn’t live in my heart, no matter how hard they’ve tried, Cherith loves the red man, it is evident, it shows, and it lives in her heart.

From the news story of John William King it tells me you had a very real threat that the building was not secured, the building I work in was not secured on April 23, 2019, and you had a white nationalists, a skinhead, a man who loves with death to kill anyone even whites who love with love, who, most likely, would have escaped.  It looks preplanned.

You have at least one person, the white lesbian who poses as a black man who is terrified of the real Hannibal Lecter and the fact that he is near me who look responsible for the set-up and preplanning.  There are several people scared out of their minds and it shows all over the place, I see it everywhere.

Get this through your head, I am not in the least bit worried or concerned over the presence of the real Hannibal Lecter, Cherith is very good with very dangerous men.

It looks preplanned.

Did you actually allow that lesbian who pretends to be my manager, Nick, plan an escape of a very dangerous white nationalist – for ratings? 

Gross.  No wonder I do not want her to be my manager or have anything to do with her.  Would you?

They want to blame me by putting me on suspension at work when I have done nothing wrong.  And, I do not appreciate my brother’s partner being the person to walk ME out of the building telling me I need to be on a fit leave.  There is damage done there.

I don’t think you understand the message that will send when people read it was my brother’s partner, a gay man, who was responsible for walking me out of the building.  It is as if to say, he is responsible for taking the chunk of hair from my scalp.  I did nothing wrong; you people have, by how you treat me.  It is more than a poor choice of words.  I am more than angry.  It could actually be read by some people as my brother wanting to be seen and choosing to be removed from our family tree, being a relative of mine, and having protection by being my family.

I work on a level most people are unaware of.  Is that the message you wanted to send?  Does my brother and his partner truly not want to be a part of my family?  I would think about that – seriously, if I were you.  There are more people in the world than US citizens and their culture does affect how they think and view problems, words, and associations.  It could be read by some people that my brother does not want to be my family.  It could be read by some people that my brother’s partner does not want to be my family or have anything to do with me.  He chose the words, walk me out of the building.  I am more than angry.

They told me I must go see a doctor to determine if I am fit or well enough to work in the building because I have said – words, out-loud – and not just in my head.  They mention this over and over, I supposedly said with several witness’ that I said something about blowing up and using the f-word.  What is so scary about that?  Just because I called them out the only way, I know how anymore by placing the sign of blubber on my belly.  I more than do not appreciate being placed on leave when I am the one who has done nothing wrong.  I am still more than pissed.  I am still more than angry.

If you are actually asking about my opinion of parole for Leslie Van Houten, from what I have seen the answer is, no.  Everything about her says, no.  She probably really is sorry and does not understand why she has not been allowed parole.  It reads all over her as no.  I would ask her why she thinks she has been denied parole and why she should not be allowed parole.  It is not a quick answer; she will need time to think about it and she might not know the answer.  I might have to work the case.

Charles Manson, Sharon Tate these murders have been bothering me for some time.  Not because someone has been thinking about them, not because of any other connections to movies, or people, I believe it has been asked of me, by a higher power, God.

This has been shown to me at work, I have yet to see it anywhere in the news.  I have not written it before because I despise having to be the one to tell people what I have done, the work I actually do.  I wrote before I did not believe that Heath Ledger’s death was accidental.  What has been shown to me at work is a man literally turned himself in, giving information to the death of Heath Ledger as a murder, not accidental.  It makes a big difference.  His family, his child, will now have the truth because of Cherith Joelle Gjestland, not the police.  Murder and accidental overdose are worlds away and seen completely different.  He was not just too tired, he fumbled his medications, Heath Ledger was murdered.

Do you want to know why a man would turn himself in rather than allowing a lie to persist?  He was more afraid of the men I know, and who in truth, literally follow me.  Let that be a lesson.

It’s a brain thing, I do not believe other gay men have the means to scare pedophiles.  Gay men do not necessarily encourage them, but they will not frighten them.  It is neither good nor a bad thing, it just is the truth.

It appears to me that I have been days ahead of you by breaking up with my FBI man.  The white nationalist who was placed in that church, proves it to me.

Cherith always writes and tells the truth, so if you are not able to read what is not a literal that is not my fault.  It shows I am more clever, careful, and aware than you are.  Sometimes Cherith must write, and sometimes Cherith must think a certain thing or way, to tell someone something.  To get someone’s attention, to show alarm, to shake someone up, to show and say what a person needs to know.  That is not the same as saying a statement that is a truth for me, about me, my intentions, or anything else.  Duh.

I get really tired of people showing me their ignorance.

I placed those kisses on my chair outside and humbled myself before those prisoners.  Why would Cherith do that?  Why would Cherith do such a thing?  Cherith doesn’t need to humble herself in front of prisoners.  Cherith doesn’t need to show she is on the same level as a criminal, as a prisoner.  Why would Cherith do such a thing.

Someone said in my head, I was being an example of Jesus.  I don’t see it that way.

What happened as was walking out of the building for the day at the end of my shift, another man walked past me, and I saw something, I saw a need, I saw a hurt, I saw a sadness.  Cherith had her Coke-a-Cola water bottle in her window with a display of anger over her weight on it.  Cherith saw a black man who as it has been shown to Cherith accepted Christ Jesus as his Savior.  I put the kisses on the seat with me, so they could see.  I gave a man a memory he will have for the rest of his life.  It cost me nothing to do so.  It did not hurt.  I hope he gets to see it.

Do you know why this man accepted Jesus as his Savior?  And it does look genuine.  Ask the real Hannibal Lecter.  What I see, what I saw was a revolution he started and wanted to continue, a revolution within the prison system, to – clean it through and through.  Wow.  It is really remarkable.  If you are not affected by that, shame on you.

You should be affected by that.  The real Hannibal Lecter wanting to do good within the prison – for good.  He would probably say it’s because of me.

Yeah, I am more than pissed.

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April 24, 2019

The photo of the Irishman in The White House tells me he wants to be brought over just from what he has seen in the last few days.  Looks like you will get good from it.

Honestly, I do not mind at all having the real Hannibal Lecter with me at work, with me at home, with me on the drive, or around – at all.  He does not bother me.  I do have a problem with people wanting to manipulate, push his buttons, or create any interference between him and me.  I would not do that to him.  I am not interested in manipulating him.  I don’t have to.  I know him, through and through.  I see him.

I do not believe that people who use manipulation as a form of “spy work” as skilled persons.  It tells me they are not able to do the work themselves.  That double-agent at the gas station has no real talent, no real skill, not really, not if you really look at what she has done.  She is flat.  She is blubber-belly.  If she could do the work, she wouldn’t need tricks like “air”.

I am an exception to him.  He will out-think nearly everyone.  He really does like a few men who work with him.  He really does.  I exceed in his eyes, by a lot.  That sentence says a great deal with very few words.

The real Hannibal Lecter and David Wolfe as it has been shown to me really look a lot alike.  This would be why some people thought it was necessary for me to never have a relationship with David.  They knew I am a mirror, I loved David for what I saw in him, and yes, his looks ares a factor into that sexual attraction, duh.

From all the movies that reference the real Hannibal Lecter it looks as though many people are of the opinion that he, had it not been for his crimes, would have been a natural (fastest way I can write that) lover for me.  He would have been a provider, doting, protective, and something more that is an unspeakable thing that exists between man and woman between partners that thing that creates relationships.  The very reason people marry.

No, he does not bother me.  I see him.  Cherith restores the heart.  This is not who you really are from the movie Moana, tells me more people have seen this from me than I will possibly ever know my whole life.

He will not.  He listens to me.  He listens not just to me; he listens to people.  Tell someone long enough they are not good, usually people will start to believe it.  Except Cherith.  That’s why I am being punished?

And, yes, you bother me from the movie Point Break looks like a real interaction that happened from a man in very high authority to a woman with clearance or a badge about me, and the handling of me.  The real Hannibal Lecter does not bother me in the least.  Considering what I have seen in other men’s minds and women’s minds, his mind – does not bother me.  It just says again that his crimes could have been prevented.

With my mother’s car accident, the Judge that sat to my right in the courtroom, all the lawyers involved, and a juror that was not selected, yet attended the trial because he was not selected, I think should be investigated.  The juror tells me he thought something fishy (fastest way I can write that) was going on.  The Judge and the lawyers when I took the stand had me believe that I said something that made it sound the opposite of what I was supposed to say.  Who gets to question the authority of a Judge when you are just a small town nobody?!  All their eyes tell me now is, the whole thing was staged – just because I defeated brain research.

Why am I being punished?  For speaking the truth?  For writing my truth?  For believing in myself?  For not following you like a mindless nothing?

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April 24, 2019

It is much faster, more efficient, and better to communicate and talk face to face – without hearing aids and ear pieces.  It’s pretty obvious, the time delay in me writing what I remember and see – takes precious time.  That is why there are – rooms.  Where people work in a room.

Learn this about me, I take after my mother.  No one could calm my mother down when she was angry or upset.  She would just lock herself in her room.  It would often concern me because I had no idea if she was really okay, or not.  I have yet to meet a man who has the ability to help me when I am beyond rage, obviously a woman will never do.

My mother never liked the taste of coffee.  She told me she had tried it and did not like the taste of it and that was that.  The timing of it would have been in Canada.  Something happened with a badger when she lived in Canada.  I believe she thought – at least the badger she encountered – badgers were mean and vicious.  It could have another meaning in the movie, Thunderheart, as I have written so much about Thunderheart it should be obvious that movie is very full of intelligence.  It could have another meaning about a man and/or woman with clearance, a badge.

I drink both coffee and tea; I prefer coffee in the morning.  Tea is more of a luxury to me.  Unless it’s green tea, and well that’s just good for you, antioxidants.  I started drinking coffee regularly when I was with – my one and only boyfriend I am ever or allowed to have my whole life?!

Jimmy Looks Twice from Thunderheart, didn’t they make vehicles that were named Jimmy rather large, take a lot of gas to fill up and not very good gas mileage?  Again, it is taking about conservation, solar power, wind power, natural resources, it is really well ahead of its time.  Its timing is Al Gore; however, as I see it, the thinking behind it is more, well it goes as far back as the fifties, and it is both US and Native American, working together, a lot.

Look what they did to my underpants from the movie The Rescuers, could have a meaning and reference about my brother and being abused.  As it pertains to me, it is the Coopertone ad.  It says beach, family, fun, sunshine, happiness, frolicking, water, saltwater, and – surfing.  Intelligence, strategy.  When I look at it in my head the Coopertone ad shows no malfeasance.  It happens in the surf, it happens at water parks, no one enjoys losing their bathing suit.

It’s in the coffee can, use the coffee can, the key is in the coffee can from Thunderheart.  Well, doesn’t this seem like a lot of dialogue to anyone?  To me, it is not a literal, door lock and key.  The key is my brain, Cherith’s brain.  Can to me, says at most, penitentiary, not bathroom or toilet.  This is intelligence so it is possible to have more than one use with different people.  They key is in the coffee can is about love.  The key, or what actually works in Cherith’s brain and mind, is love.  That is how you get work, and work done, love.

That Mexican restaurant in LA, I had a real handler with real credentials, and skills because I still see it.  I still see him, and he would have really liked to have been my boyfriend for real.  Especially after the results.  There is another man who was in a vehicle riding along with the people who were driving me around who really thought I was someone pretty and attracted to me – for real.  I still see them.  These two are worlds away from most of what has happened to me in Florida.

Medical messaging, it is a female MO, I think I’ve read this before, to cut, use a knife instead of a gun.  You have to be very close to stab someone, it says female.  The cyst removed from my right knee, I have cysts on my head, the cysts that caused my hysterectomy…it says to me double-agent, subversive, someone with clearance who found out I helped cause the greatest defeat to Al Qaeda, and I’ve been punished for it.  When the student doctors look at my stitches after I woke up from my surgery, the first thing one doctor said was, look how straight it is.  As if I was being punished, yet again, for being straight and being born a straight woman.

Why am I now still being punished?

People get to abuse me over and over, hair loss, air-weight gain, and I am never allowed to speak out against it, or display it?  I just have to take it like a slave?  How else am I supposed to respond?

Why am I still being punished for being straight, my mother helping with intelligence, and my brother being born gay?

Why?

I work on my days off writing most days more than ten hours – for free, I don’t get paid for it, yet it is a requirement of my employment.  Do you know how much I am actually getting paid per hour if you incorporate the hours, I spend writing?  What about the hours I spend driving?  That’s is work also.  What about the hours I am in my home, thinking?  That is being used in my employment too.

My father just spoke to me in my head, and that tells me that lesbian needs to get over her addiction to me.  I am not her personal savior.

My mother’s death was hidden from me for years!  I am hurt.  Obviously.  How do I get to heal?

Why am I being punished?

Medical messaging, the rash that was on my face and an intelligence man spoke to me at Clackamas Mall tells me being sent to Oregon and the medical research was not supposed to happen, not supposed to happen to my family.

I threw up as a child just after me and my family walked out of a restaurant for breakfast.  I was standing at the hood end of the vehicles.  My mother was upset by it because it was money wasted, I did not get any nourishment from the food.  My mother grew up very poor, with very little food.  She told me a story once of being so hungry after getting home from school she put black pepper in a glass of water and drank it because that was all that was in the house.  I was not worried or concerned, I am still not upset by the incident, so that tells me it was not completely a bad thing.  The planter’s wart, I did not like.  Moles, it’s difficult to distinguish because they seem naturally occurring; however, if done purposefully, that malicious to me.

This Chinese man from last night tells me that coffee can from Thunderheart is about snow falling in Florida, December 1989 or 1990 causing so much need for electrical energy that it caused blackouts throughout the county I was living in.  My fiancé and I went to McDonald’s for breakfast because it was the only place with electricity.  He also tells me he was completely unable to read me before, Barnes and Nobles.  Now, with the show you have, he can read me along with everyone else.

Coffee can could also be intelligence for any breakfast type of restaurant, and Sunday morning breakfasts in restaurants that I’ve seen many people reading the newspaper and having breakfast as a routine.

I have no idea what you people want from me, and I am tired of being punished.

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April 23, 2019

You break it, you bought it.  If it was ever thus.  From the movie The Bourne Legacy is about me.  If you break Cherith, if you hurt Cherith, you bought it.  Bought it – Dead.  If you break, hurt, or harm Cherith, you will die.  It is as if to say, if it was ever thus – so, sayeth the Lord.  Historically proven, someone will die because of how they have treated, hurt, harmed, or in any way caused grief to Cherith.

Break, the word break is code for the movie Point Break and the gunshot to the lawn mower.  Let that be a lesson to everyone.

I don’t know what you want from me, man.  I don’t like being spoken to as though I am some dumb girl.  Some stupid Community College student who is too poor to go to a State University even, and the best she could manage is Community College.

I don’t like being spoken to like I am some stupid abused woman, some dumb, ugly girl who was too stupid to not get involved with a man who abused her, hit her, and made a domestic violence victim out of her.

I don’t like being spoken to as though I am your prisoner in an interrogation room who is withholding evidence or information.  I have been helping you, have I not?  So, what gives you the right and authority to speak to me as such?  This is how you look to me when Chris speaks to me, and others.

Everyone in that building tells me everyday they are not my friend.  Everything I write about, their whole mission is to disprove, disagree, and try to get me to believe what I believe is untrue.  Would you like working in such conditions?  How many years has this been?  This has been since Edison.  That is going on five years now.  How well would you be able to stand up to such pressure?  What would you write and think in response to such pressure, abuse of power and authority?

My brother sounds stressed all the time whenever I hear him.  Of course, I am not going to want him involved with my work if it stresses him.  He is not me.  Of course, I am not going to want his partner there either, who is not Roy Campbell.  I said, that’s better when I saw him, and what happened?  Because I said that’s better out-loud at work, they took my hair away.  What?!  What sort of workplace is this?!  It places them both in danger because that is all that happens in that building.  People die.

I am so disgusted with you people.  What else am I supposed to do?  I see a problem, I know how to stop it from going nuclear, and you people want me to feel ashamed and like a whore?!  I saw the real Hannibal Lecter who has taught himself to go – the best word for it is – nuclear.  I calmed him down just by placing items to my chest.  What do you want from me?!

I am at my end of understanding with what you people do there.

You want me to feel ashamed, disgusted, and like a whore because of the real Hannibal Lecter?!  What about all those hundreds of men you sent in my home through virtual reality that I do not see, know about, allowed, or gave permission?!  You people think that is okay?!  I never agreed to that, you forced me to do that.  I never gave consent, you forced me to do that.  I never agreed to reality television, you forced that upon me.

Jacob Black from Twilight is not David Wolfe, he is my dead grandfather.  Wolf, a really big dog, dog, God.  The reason Sam finds Bella in the woods is about me, and what happened after the relationship where my boyfriend, hit and kicked me.  After, what happened in LA, where the greatest defeat to Al Qaeda happened, you people here in Florida handled me in an abusive relationship to cause my brain to stop working in the way that stops terrorism from happening, and military strategy.

Do you people still not get it?!  It made the real Hannibal Lecter so upset – inflamed, inflammatory – he escaped and gave Pelvic Inflammatory Disease to prove to your agency people, you were wrong.  So, upset about hurt and harm that was caused to me.  He knew, in his mind, he knew I would be treated without further harm happening to me because of it.

I talked out-loud in the building and I get sent to HR.  I talk out-loud outside my home and I get sent to HR.  I don’t like that.  I don’t like any of that.  You people have gotten me to the point that I don’t like talking to people face to face anymore because it is not REAL!  I don’t know how to play pretend.

No, I am not interested at all in speaking to female subversives or prisoners.  The way the brain-thinking works, if you’ve actually read anything, I’ve written a man needs to do it, or a lesbian, it’s a brain-thing.

That psychologist you showed me at bankruptcy is not a people person.  Does she live alone?  What she told me just by walking by is she is unhappy, chronically depressed, and not interested in people.

That was a subversive, a double agent, you had in the back of the gas station this morning, the same one who sent me to HR before.  She is not that interesting.  Did you actually send me to HR just because I did not write about her?!  There are so many hours in the day, you have all failed to realize the deficit you are working in.  How many years is this?!

I said, send her away.  Send her to Virginia, it should scare her.  She is afraid of losing contacts.  People she can use, people she has used, her empire she believes in her mind she has created.

I’m not afraid of them like you are Mr. Snoops from the movie The Rescuers, Snoops, like a private investigator, or detective, is me.  Cherith was not afraid of dogs after a dog bit her.  Bit, bite, vampires.  Cherith knew it was not the dog’s fault.  The reason there is a diamond has a connection to South Africa and my intelligence men, and me wanting to marry an intelligence man – for real.  The diamond is in the skull because it is about my brain.  Two mice, mom and dad, my parents, not some other woman to use me without my parents knowing about it.  You, Miss Bianca, a woman, that’s my mother, she had co-agents that were men, it looks like more than one.

It is a perfectly normal and logical response to shut off all communications when I am treated the way I am treated in that building that you think is a job.  That is why I stopped reading the news.  News agencies like CNN have blocked me from getting access to their news site.

It is not possible for me to go back to one, David or Edison.  It is logical, all that has happened since Edison is breaking and entering into my home.  Damaging the food, I brought into work and the break room, so that I could not eat it – just to destabilize and damage my metabolism.  The kisses I bought were ruined the moment I left my home for work.  Is there anyone who would want to live this way?

My coffee creamer, my soap, my laundry detergent, my clothing, my furniture, my glasses, my glasses case, everything I own has been ruined the moment I leave my home and sometimes while I am here.  What do you think would be the normal response to this pattern of abuse?  What do you think it says about the people doing it?  What do you think it says and shows when Cherith cannot walk her garbage to the curb without having to lock the door?  No one, no person is safe in America.

I never loved Edison, I never came with Edison, I never even liked Edison.  I believe you people have no idea who Edison’s proxy is supposed to be.  How this information got into the hands of a lesbian double agent in Spain, I have no idea.  He is supposed to be a royal Spaniard.  Princess Bride.  He is not a con, not a con-artist, he has never spent time in prison or jail, and he has royal blood.

This is the reason for my mother’s quasi-stroke with her writing to me, two girls now tonight.  Somehow a lesbian Spanish double-agent got ahold of this information and she thought she knew what she was doing.

There really is a royal male Spaniard who is just a few years older than me, very attractive, and a clever mind.  He has actual intel; he doesn’t know it yet.  He actually has intel given to him somewhat different than the way they gave me intel.  He is fascinated with me; he doesn’t quite know who I am.  It is probably the reason we had a relative of the real Dali as an exchange student.

It doesn’t look like he needs protecting yet, he needs to know he has intel.  He needs to share and give his intel.  I would want to know what was so interesting and upsetting that they sent lesbians, to hurt my mother.

I don’t know why you people have me write this when it appears you already know all this information.  What is the point of my existence anymore?

Do you understand you have ruined my ability to appear normal anymore with this reality show?  It is just not possible for me to not be who I am.

I am more than upset about my weight not being 109 as it was before.  I did say I am not buying anything, anymore.  I am more than upset about my weight.  No more special requests like a hustler would do because that is how it makes me feel as though I am being hustled for money.  As soon as I get my weight to where it looks like it is going to go under 120 pounds you have that lesbian white female who poses as a black man to break into my home and force weight gain on me.  I am more than upset about it.  Obviously, I do not want anything to do with her.  I am more than upset.

I am beyond hurt, beyond anger.