Everyone in Denver seems to think I'm stupid.  Actually I was brainwashed and talking out my life to myself and thinking the President was listening yet nothing was being done about what I was saying and I was playing dumb to walk in and steal and when they saw me and knew me I'd be able to just walk away from that store and go to the next one.  Two years I ate out and out of stores.  Part of my brain went to that, but really it all went to the ones brainwashing me, playing with me.  After my death was secured, they all got lost themselves.

Want to know the latest project I'm designing?  It's a aerial electric grid to harness the static electric energy of the air.  It has a cable the size of a Twinkie going all around the city, with a grid of wires a size 11 Womens Jeans fit to a square, each square has a equalateral pyramid dropping from the four corners to the middle, the wire of the grid is the size of the curly frosting on top of a Hostess cup cake, and the laso that cowboy twinkie is holding needs to go away from any population with a single cable dropping down to prevent electrostatic radiation from falling on the city that the grid is covering.  My only question is how high to build the support towers to hold the grid and cable up.  Ho Ho or Ho green giant will tell me that.

Keep in mind that I may have situations listed to the wrong person or group, but remember if they are listed, they are guilty and these things happened while I was fast asleep somewhere.  Also remember I wasn't there, so I really don't know what happened.  I only hear the rumors and get clues from the media.  If you are looking for any of these people mentioned below, you can find them in Denver.  Some work at King Soopers downtown in the Deli, some work at Walgreens downtown, Business Improvement District AKA BID, Stout Street Clinic, Broomfield County Jail, Colorado Coalition for the Homeless at the YMCA, Labor Finders on Broadway, or any other Labor hall for that matter, Salvation Army Crossroads, Salvation Army Safe Harbour, St. Francis, and then there are a few bums living at these shelters, all of them guilty, all of them acting on their own free will and with out any or all of them I would be able to live a beautiful life, free from any of these problems that you will read below.  Without you, their would me no me, and their would be no you.  So what does that say, you go away!.     I wonder what the different catagories are.  I'd rather be a bum, than a cop.

6-26-05

Today is Gay Pride Day in Denver so I think I should start with these guys.  My memory has been destroyed with my brain so I need a trigger to remember things so...Here's where you find it.  Sometimes I think the baby was this guy named Jerry, sometimes I think its the Media, sometimes I think its my Uncle Mike, sometimes I think its my mom.  But really it was this group of Fags that wanted to prove a theory they had on why they were gay.  My mom let them play as she was tied up with the gay mafia, whiches, the church, and many other things that I'd probably surprise myself if I knew about them.  They think that the reason they are gay is because they were molested by their fathers when they were little.  They don't get along with their parents usually but thats cause they are gay and like themselves their parents didn't understand it either.  They were always conveintly around.  Even our trip to Great America in Chicago area was tainted with signs of were here and were queer, gay day,...They kept popping up in my life, mostly drug dealers selling me imitation weed, but secretly causeing problems.  After they did the baby and they realized that he was gay and confirmed their theory.  They tried to save my life.  When I was listening to media stories and acting like them, they turned against me and just wanted to play with me.  A perfect example of this is how its done becomeing real even if things aren't done this way.  Teach or even show the young examples and you are gonna have bad followers.  I'm not sure exactly what Russ Brown and his boyfriend Terry did (their are two guys with this same name that I know from Davenport IA) and Tom Erickson in Chicago, but I'm sure it wasn't good.  You want to understand Gay People?  I'll teach you right here right now.  It's a Tomato.  Mom either didn't eat enough tomatos or she ate to many tomatos.   It really is that simple.  Not enough tomatos and plenty of Asparagus and you have a squarer head with a broad forehead.   The asparagus makes you need love and not having the tomatos makes you not interested in sex in general.  Woman want sex, you want love, you don't want sex, so you start having a conflict with yourself which effects your relationship.  You start to think you are gay and you still don't really want sex and you take things slow with a man that doesn't usually want sex either and you find the love that you are craving.  Love has no boundaries, but your sex drive does.  People think that you are just in it for the sex but what do you care?  You have that need of your brain filled with a man, or woman, that is their for you through it all.  The other type of gay person, the extra tomato, its a pure party.  They don't care if you are man, woman, animal, machine.  It's all about satisfying themselves in any way they can.  Due to disease they have slowed down and limited their parting to select groups, but the straight people do that too.  These guys have the longer head shape and narrow foreheads.  In this group you have the really narrow foreheads and the narrow foreheads.  Some are shy and some are flaming and proud.  But it's really all about what mom eats on everything you do and are.  Check out this site http://Heymoms.tripod.com.

Anyone here the story about Sheila, and how she had her pussy ate?  It was the Mexican that dated my sister.  He got mad when he found out that she was really a boy and decided to get revenge on me for it.  Too bad that sheila had to suffer for his anger.

Did you know that when you donate Plasma, you are making Plasma Telelvisions?  Really, then because the paper you sign is so vauge in saying "a donation" they first shoot you with Aids and then they come for your brain.  They think its theirs after you are dead.  If you somehow survive the Aids (I'm immune somehow, it comes from Rotten Radioactive Bananas not Monkeys.  I'm sure that the penicillin is in the banana somewhere.  Maybe its like snake bite venom though.  Something for the gay mafia to really work on) they will destroy you if they can till they gt your brain.  They want to map out the brain.  Well duh, all you need is one brain and you have the map.  They don't have any brains to figure out how to do that though.   Cook it, so that the striations of the muscle show up more clearly.  Freeze it.  Then thinly cut it.  Scan it into the computer and let the computer give you a complete map of where this strand goes and that strand and this strand.  It can all be done in a days work if they had any brains of their own. But this is how we've always done medical research, so I guess this is how were gonna keep doing it--That's trial and error.  Show me anything and I'll improve it.  That's why I like to hide in my music and forget the day.  Too much stupidity in the world.

Still looking for anyone that hurt your friend using me?  Look at any job I ever had.  Mcdonald's on locust street, they were a bunch of bad guys all about hepittitus again.  I was drinking milk shakes right out of the cooler and didn't know anything about this disease.  my dad did it at home and I wouldn't pick up a bun off the floor and serve it to a customer like the crew trainer brian showed me.  6 of one half a dozen of the other.  Dependon Messenger, Best Messenger, Hardee's, Brook's messenger, Joey's Movers, Priemier messenger, and this one is the really bad one causing alot of my problems.  On Time Messenger.  I could keep a job cause of these guys.  I show up at the new company trying to make a grand a week and they would be listening to my brain and finding their customers and go in and undercut them.  I'd ge the blame for it and they would get rid of me without telling me anything.  SO my grand turned into about $300 in trash that they could have anyway.  Laura and Kim came from On Time.  I think they are responsible for a couple of rapes as well one of them being themselves just to get paid.  Including whatever happened in CAlifornia that got me shot in the national park on the side of highway one.

6-25-05

Hey Biker Dudes!  I've just been reminded of who really did that burning when I saw Russ Brown yesterday on his way to work.  He's missing most of the digits of his left hand, half the digits of his right hand, his nose is melted, and his face is all scarred.  This was another case of Hepititus Revenge.  The story was that he had a gun pointed at his balls during a robbery at Hardee's.  Then he followed me to work at Valley Shelter when he got a new but similar face and a new name.  How can that rich guy cover for such a brutal killer?  Then his story was that he was a Golden Gloves Boxer an he does 500 sit ups a day and making a grand a week.  I think he was telling stories about what he lost at Hardee's from that disease that spreads like a cold and was somehow all my fault. ???  I haven't ever played with Radiation or whatever causes Hepititus.  How is it my fault?  But somehow I was immune to C and would pass on B just like you would.  (Somehow I get Immune to everything as soon as they find the cure or immunology.  From the cold to Ebola and they are having their horses work up a dripping wet soggy sweat to cure everyone else of C right now.   So be patient.)  But this guy was off to work doing day labor, holding his lunch pail in one palm and thumb and his tool bag in the other half hand and half thumb.  Probably can even swing a hammer.  And I was being sympathetic and thinking how stupid the government was not to fix his hands.  Grandpa died yesterday and I'm sure that if you woke him up he wouldn't mind living a little longer with those hands.  His muscle and grandpa's wrist.  Then I realized last night who he was.  There are worse things than death.  I should know, I'm living it.  A wheel chair is quite often thought of as a welcomed relief of the pain from them trying to break my back for all the things they have done.  And with no way to escape inside the mind-drugs or any other high line, there really isn't much to do but eat.  Vision and hearing and walking.  Your still not innocent, I just don't know what you did.  I'm sure it wasn't that bad so I'll say sorry.

Who is this guy any way?  When I was a kid I was delivering my papers-the Town Talke- and I was knocking on doors and trying to use a restroom hoping to find some jewelry to steal.  I was 13.  Rings are worth $25 - 50 usually in scrap. I used to take my families jewelry too, even my stepmothers wedding ring that she couldn't fit (I think that was an excuse, but really what did she need an excusefor????).  The lady let me in and I used the Bathroom.  I think she thought I was a girl.  When I shocked her at the toilet that I was a boy she walked away from the closed door and I opened at the Medicine cabinet and low and behold were too class rings.  One was 14 or 18 k gold and the other when I tried to sell it, I was told was Onynx.  Garbage, he claimed.   $40 for one and sidewalk the other.  This lady then claimed she knew nothing and he's been trying to kill me since, thinking I broke in while she was sleeping.  He looks like Potsy, and I hear that he has a few people in planes looking for me, I mean him.  I guess he lost his liscense or something for being a private eye after he broke into the Jewlery store to get his ring back.  My dad just went and bought it back for the same price with the wedding band.  How dumb.  You know, they always got their jewelry back.  I wonder how they knew this stuff yet never knew anything else.  I gave up jewelry cause I always got caught, and the money I was replacing had to be replaced again.  You can't have my money, yet I never get to keep it.

This rich guy, Jerry, he couldn't stop watching me for anything.  His daughter was guilty and woke everyone up claiming to be watchers and just wanting daddy to come home, but even after he faked my death again and got rid of everyone, when he saved a life calling 911 on the snowmobile, they all woke up again and now even though my true people are trusting me fast asleep, because she said good bye too many times before there is noway to get rid of these killers.

Baby's daddy lied to his baby.  His daddy just wanted baby to go get a life. But he can't.  He fell in love with playing me.  He's a no tomato person.  Onion head, that means he's creative, but he's a banana, which means even though he's smart he's dumb.  Now daddy has to get even for losing son's trust without letting baby know that he lied and didn't really want my life cause as Carl said "God, these kids never had anything!"  Or maybe Carl forgot when he was brainwashed and needs to be reminded so that he can come clean with his son instead of thinking that he thought I was dead.

Brook at National Parts in Wauconda, she's guilty just like the rest of the people there, but it seems that she was the one that played the most.  I think that she is responsible for a rape that happened at Auraria Campus while she was covering for something else she did while just having a blast.  I wonder if she is a woman now, or if they closed her body for that?

My friend Jenny who worked at Valley Shelter with me, one day when I was over visiting, her boyfriend had one of two things on his mind.  He either thought that I was having an affair with her, or they already worked that out and he decided to switch me to a woman by commiting a sex crime against Jenny.  Would have been great but they don't do that anymore.  The X-men, My mom was one and she married two of them but cause  (did I say this already) she had kids she was able to convince them that they had her mistaken for somebody else. She married them just so that she could play with them.  She was in the Gay Maffia (after she became woman she didn't like it and still wanted women) and she and her gay friends were playing with me as well.  Both of her husbands tried to have me switched, one was in New York-New Jersey area and I'm not sure where Smitty was but I think she was the first problem and she lived in MO.  But all it did for them was get them fried.  Believe me a spine fry isn' the most pleasant expeience.  It takes about 80-100 hours of ass burning, as freezing, and ass itching to get rid of the power of the spine.  So cold it burns, So hot it blisters, and so itchy that you tear your skin off.  They can also make you spontaniously combust.  You better have a liscence to destroy someone though if you are playing with their brain or spine, cause they will triangulate on you and find you.  They are working on a radio system that works off of cell sites and squad cars.  First the cell sites track you to the nearest triangle, then the squad cars track the signal to find you. It takes a matter of minutes to find a pirate radio killer.  No one gets away with mind control any more.  When you get caught you are looking at some pretty serious charges.  Violation of civil rights is one of the big ones.  SO I lost my friend Jenny to her boyfriend and he lost his girlfriend to his missing penis.  But first Jenny wanted revenge on me for what she thought I did to her.  I was showering at her place cause I was living in my car and she was sleeping and he tried raping her.  All these rapes.  And to think outside of my family, I've only made one pass on anyone in my life.  Funny ha ha.  I don't care what you think, it's just not me.  Another group that thought I was beautiful that wanted me switched was the Chicago Tribune Employees in Lake Zurich.  They, I think brought me to Denver and had some serious problems which resulted in at least two of them being switched or having their body closed.  I think they close women cause they are already sitting, and they embarress men and make them sit.

Beer Across America has a few criminals too.  I think one of them is named Jerry there, but before that she was  a farmers daughter in the middle of nowhere Iowa.  We met a couple of times and her and her sister just wanted to play.  I wonder if that was Natalie and her sister????? Interesting... But she came back, if that's the case many times.  Born on date is 1-20-72 and I've lived 33 years of that time.  How old am I really?  Really makes me wonder.

I still wonder who did Brittney or Buffy.  She still wants me for whatever she had to do some slaying for at Market street station.  It could have been any one of these or the guy that used to work at Papa Johhns in Mundelien and his brother was spreading Hep C cause he was gay and needed more people to have sex with and now that kid works at American Printing on the mall.

6-21-05 and 6-23-05

Here's a few things that didn't happen.  When you look at my list at the bottom of the things that I was partly there for, remember, that their was no force of any kind-my sister might say otherwise but if she really looks at everything with an unbiased eye looking at the truth instead of what she wants you to believe, she will begin to realize that it was the brain implant playing god that was causing her problems, and that I was always only asking, but I don't really care what you know or think and its her story not mine (we all have one from all the implants, blocks, and players)- it was my mouth not his, it wasn't in his butt or any bndies for that matter without consenting then only one person-not that you really need to know that, but really what do you really need to know?-and I never went near her pants.  A few other things that never happened are the Chinese woman in Oregon when I was going to see the ocean before I died and I was stealing food all along the way, I never touched her as she may be claiming.  She told me that I had to pay her, over and over as we walked out of the restaurant.  Finally she grabbed my arm and since I was taking it to go, I simply handed her the bag and she took it and I left.  I think the story goes that I bruised her arm.  Someone following by helicopter was gonna pay for it but I couldn't know about it and she either was unwilling to accept this or was unable to understand.  Don't think that I'm promoting stealing, but as Shakespeare says "its hard to see the man in the face of death" and someone else says I think it might be Shakepeare something to the effect of "in the face of death the true man will be seen with all of his faults and his glory".

My sisters friend that was over one day and we were playing naked house and naked Doctor, I never touched her like she lies about.  I was the doctor and she was the patient and my sister was the nurse.  I was pretending to do surgery and use my invisible knife to remove her invisible spleen and other body organs like in the game operation.  The problem was when she had to face her mother.  Her mother always had the attitude that sex was dirty.  Nakedness was dirty.  Kissing was dirty.  Totally anti-sex.  So her daughter had the same ideas about it but when she was playing she didn't have any problems till I asked her to stand in front of the window naked.  Then I ran around the house cause she wouldn't.  When she told her mom, her mom jumped at how dirty she was.  And got all mad and never let it rest.  Beverly even wanted to take a bath cause she was dirty.  When it was investigated by DHS she rose to the level of expectations placed on her by her mother and since mother is always right she told lies that her mother always knew were true.  Now she had to live the lie, which caused more problems for.  How do you at five (I was 12) tell your mother your wrong.  Water boy took alot longer than five to tell his mother that she was the devil.  What she should have done is downplayed it.  Mentioned it once and forgot about it.  Maybe gotten mad that she didn't come home right away when we started getting naked.  Any dealings with me should have been in private without Beverly even knowing about it.  She was set up from the beginning by her mother always saying that I hope no bad people show up.  So now that the "bad" which wasn't so bad showed up, what are you gonna do.  Don't teach fear.  Let them keep their innocence as long as they want it.  But instead she and her husband, who works at the Coalition for the Homeless now, got a congressman that was also a teacher at my school and he got a satelite connection to watch and radio connections to listen to me wherever I go.  Here Beverly, never forget, cause mom's not and have a video game to play with.  Who stole Beverly's Childhood? Her mother.  Beverly always stood behind her lie, and she got addicted to playing DAVE.  If it tells you anything about how things were with my siblings, my brother was even paid to let me suck on him.  I never did get around to it I got stuck on cheeks, right where I started, yet when my brother killed himself and they woke him up, he blamed me for it.  Two weeks worth if Donkey Kong Jr arcade game, that I had.  I would even supply the batteries.  Unfortunately, when he told my dad, my dad made me put the sound back in the game, that I had torn out to play all night long, and I broke the board in my haste at needing to put it back together.  Nothing was ever said about the real issue though, it was like it didn't even exist.  I think that Beverly actually wanted it from the stories that my sister told her.

You wanna know what got me homeless?  It was this chick and her gang.  Noone that thought I was a criminal could do it but this gang did.  They thought they were gonna get rich off of selling their brain.  How smart is that?  Sell your brain to save my life and get rich in the process.  Well she saved my life and then lost her own.  She was the chick that was at the gas station in Chicago bumming smokes from me.  I had quit but I had five in the dash and gave them all to her without even looking in side the pack.  I wonder if their was something in that pack of smokes.  Like a new ID or something that could have saved my life.  Some stupid rule they have with me that they can never teach me anything.  I can only watch to learn.  No direct counseling whatsoever.  I think that's China's rule.  How Stupid! Leave me in the same predicament to try to learn that got me into the predicament in the first place.  Plato says " There is nothing Suicidal in Education."  He also says that "any one thinking about having sex with their brother or sister should be ready to kill themself."  The bible ask "is the baby dead?"  Why certainly.  If you are getting to that point and only getting final exams without any education, you are as good as dead.  My question is how long are you gonna leave the baby dead?  Shakespeare says that a baby will cry and cry and if unanswered will eventually cry themself to sleep.  And when the baby awakens if the problem still isn't taken care of, will start crying again.  You know how you always tell your little ones that grandma is sleeping when she's dead?  Well she is only sleeping and if you have some spine technology you can have a wake for her, even a couple of days later, with all her memories intact.  Asleep or dead?  Crying or crying themself to sleep.  Crying cause they don't know anything else.  Great!  Leave them their to cry.  If it was murder at age 12, would you wait to try to catch them, or set them up to kill again?  Where was I?  Oh yeah, so they can't ever save me directly, they have to play with mind control to do anything.  On skid row when a friend and I were out in Rock Island bar hopping, she asked me if I needed her for two fingers, I never talk to hookers but I'll play with them a bit just wasting their time and having a little fun.  That's how long I know this chick has been following me, 92'  Finnally getting some friends to gether and going full force on getting me homeless, I saw her at the bus stop when I was gettin hired by Metro Taxi, then when I first got my cab a week before my liscense was ready, she rear ended me, tryin gto get me fired.  Eventually she ahd to pay the manager at Metro Taxi, to just get rid of me.  After she got me down and finished the sale, she was following me around stealing more than my crazy self was just to make problems for whoever was paying for what I was stealing at 7-11 and lost more of her brain for stealing from 7-11.  She did succeed at one thing though, 7-11 wouldn't take the guys money anymore cause I was setting a bad example.  I never knew he was paying so he left me that way.  On the bus she was yelling, "Oh no, you can't steal my joy!"  It wasn't stolen, it sold.  You should have gone out and gotten a job, if you thought you were gonna miss your brain later.  Again with out you, their wouldn't be a me, and their wouldn't be a you.  You go away.

Let's hear about Casey and Stacie.  Stacie was this beautiful blonde that was playing me.  I guess I had a price on having sex to whoever was first.  She fell in love.  Then one night I came home rip roaring drunk and horny as hell, and Stacie was their (she was my replacement sister's friend).  She owed me $70 dollars that she had been milking out of me as she was playing.  I went to bed with out a kiss or anything for that matter.  I never knew any of this that happened that night but it destroyed whatever could have been and I moved on cause she wasn't playing anymore.  I guess as I was leaving to go to bed, and some of the people at Domino's Pizza decided that she was gonna get a kiss.  Another decided to do more.  Someone that Stacie gave the phone to to play with me and had forgotten about that phone (mind control), wanted everything right now.  Stacie gave in a little unwillingly and then called the police for rape.  I woke up and was still in the mood and made her breakfast in bed.  "so good its gone!"  I wonder what caused that attitude.  I found out later, much later.  Now Stacie is out to get me too for this not know that it was someone else, I shouldn't have made breakfast,  And when Anthony a co-worker is playing with Cassey at having "phone sex" with her using my body cause she was 18+ and he was 15 and was dying to have a relationship with her, Stacie was playing with the phone as well.  Cassie was stronger than me (she's really Mariah Carey) and she was able to stop the rape, but now Casey wants revenge and Anthony wants revenge.  I don't know what either one of them did, but I do know that the ADL is looking for me because of what Anthony did.  That's some kind of Jewish power trip, that has a little more power than than they need.  I thought that the homeland would put them at peace but now they have something to prove I guess.  Anyway if you read the bible for historical accuracy, the area know as Israel was orginally set aside by the "Gods" for the Mermaids in the Dead Sea till they were all killed and the sea as well, the Scorpions, the Centaurs, The Spiders, I think I'm missing one other, Brain Fart or something, and I don't remember exactly where they were given territory to exactly other than the Dead Sea, but in the Beginning it was a bunch of Talking Upright Animals, and I guess in the end it appears to be a bunch of the same. Unfortunatley with more power and intellect than they really need.  But than again, none of the victims of these mind control games have been willing to find truth and justice, just eliminate the middle man, the know nothing, the harmless one, the victim.  Guess we have a few more victims around the world to eliminate.  Justice isn't unreachable, you just need a ladder.

They say I'm a liar.  Sure, doesn't every body lie when confronted by an employer and an investigator hoping to get a way with it.  Most people would continue to lie or at least maintain their right to silence.  But not me, I never got questioned by the cops. If I had they would have had the whole truth and nothing but the truth. But they were having too much fun themselves to use are legal system.  Besides I was harmless with Terry.  I was 20, not even drinking age, but they decided to wait over ten years to just have a blast and kill me slowly.  It's not like I was  murderer and needed to be caught right away and locked up right away to save society from a dangerous criminal.  She came to me, I wasn't the one out looking for trouble.  I prefer to stay at home, mostly cause I have noone to go out with, but partly cause what do I need your troubles for?  The problem you need to watch out for is the one that goes out searching for trouble, not someone who has trouble wind up on their doorstep, uninvited and not even knowing my address (or my friend's address).  But really I was trying to keep my job since they railroaded me to work their in the first place.

These girls in the Round lake Il Rec center were framing me for passing on a new strain of herpes to them.  Somehow I was immune to it but I'd give it too you like it was yesterday's trash.  On my last day of my membership they were leaving at the same time as me.  Before they got in their car I said that " they moved the nerve from my nads into my arm pits and thats the reason that I stink so bad and if you want to know what I'm talking about you can go down to the weightroom and see how bad it smells down there."  They were lifegaurds and they twisted the story to be I asked them to look at my genitals.  Their daddys are the mayor, the police chief and some other important figure in town.  Combined with the herpes, it was cause I masturbate, and I was living as a woman cause I want to be one.  I plan on getting the change when ever they will let me afford it, but too many haters, I mean players, are out their.  And I was living in my jeep.  So I'd go to the Gym just to shower and go to work. They just wanted to get rid of me cause when I'd masturbate (it's a daily thing, like Adam Carolla 2 sometimes three times aday) they would plug in the nerve that causes a scab to form into the testicles.  There is nothing worse smelling than this.  Not even the skunk you get from Vaginal fluids in the pits.  (I'm really part alien and I'm hermaphrodite (that means I have both in the spine), born without a penis but they wanted to play with me so I had an addadicktome, before I knew it was missing.)  Been doing it since the dy I was born.  Well actually since they woke me out of hypnosis in halloween of 82'  Did I mention that my original born on date is 1-20-1972?  How many years have we skipped?  Until a couple of years ago, I still felt 20, but now I fell 50 or 60.  Supposed to live to be about 300 as we all do.  Pure bloods live to be about 1000 now.  That precious berry that noone wants you to know about to eat when you are pregnant.  It's a baaaad berry!  Life's too short, and the bible agrees.  "If you live to be 70 you will be thought of as being cursed, and if you live to 100 you will be thought of as being a young man."  Back to the showers, what's really the problem with using the womans locker room, and restrooms when you are planning on having a change?  I mean you are gonna be in their tommorow, why not today?  The Penis is easier to hide than the tits.  Show one to one side maybe or show one to the other side for sure.  Wake up!  Anyway they framed me for Attempted Sexual explotation of a child less than a month before I was moving to Colorado.  I spent the next seven months trying to fight the case, being railroaded by the guilty judges that had been following me around, and the guilty attorneys, when I finnally got out and waited three weeks for court, The attorney told me we weren't having court today.  I said "Well, I'm leaving today anyway."  And I got on the greyhound and left.  Another reason was they needed to steal my proof, off this game that was in my jeep.  Pictures, videos, paperwork.  I'm Monica Liuinski.    More shower stories though.  I guess my sisters friend Bruce who did something and got himself switched to a woman trying to get me switched for free, came back to haunt me and got a few of his new friends to belive that he was a woman, and claimed I raped him in the shower At St. Frances in Denver.  Then when he tried to get them to make him male again, his friends wouldn't let him go back.  (they can do more than you can immagine.)  Then to get revenge for this he did something else.  Seems like everyone gets three chances to destroy me for them playing with me.  Why?  But then one of my sister's replacements (I guess their were 2 or 3) was picking her nose and playing in the shower and having sex with some chick.  It wasn't me!  I don't even know all the shower stories, but without the game noone would have known that I was a male in the female showers. But I guess it smells.  When you are right their you can't smell your own sex.  I never had a clue.

Here's another frame for ya.  The Jammer, a DJ, following me around since he was playing with Darryl, How could I forget?  What a Bonehead! But first, he tried causing a train wreck.  I go blind, jammer said this in Chicago with what ever his name was there.  The intersection at Colfax and Mariposa is a blind intersection for the light rail.  Ask any cop, messenger, cab driver, trucker, any professional driver if they would take that turn on left with an electric sign saying no left when there is no traffic and they just gotta get right over there.  Most will do just what I did.  Being knew in town I had no clue that their was a train coming.  If I didn't have lighting fast reflexes their would have been people hurt.  Me included.  I don't know, I never hit the train and the train doesn't dip when they pull the dead man's brake so I didn't even think that passengers would have been hurt and Jammer was doing his thing, Jamming, and I just drove away.  Later after I'm a bum, he's playing with some chick on the mall. I thought she was the girl from Governor Dodge listed here, but I guess not.  She was wearing a kid rock mask and he was next to her along with Slash or is it slosh.  Anyway She was rolling a ball around on her hands with a great deal of talent and pausing.  I wanted to see her face and I thought when she said total ananimity, and then paused that she was giving permission for me to peak under her mask.  I lifted one corner to see her face.  Then she started screaming at me not to touch her.  I didn't!  With that startle, I left and sat down at my spot at the hard rock on the mall.  Now Jammer gets another person to play with trying to destroy me and she gets tp be frustrated and nervous about the situation which was really nothing.  These parents knew it was a set up from the beginning and I hear a rumor that the girl wasn't even their daughter and that their daughter was really home playing video games during all this and that the girl was secretly replaced and a good actor.  Another rumor that I hear, is that Jammer put her to sleep for a second and gave her a dream that I was kissing her and then woke her up screaming to add to her melancholy.  I'd scream to if I was beeing kissed by me.  Spine control it's a terrible thing!  I wonder if this ones in Shakespeare?

One more person I just want to mention.  I don't know his name, but he's Allannis Moresettes twin brother.  She's guilty of something in my life, and he came to help twin sister.  He causes an accident in Highlands Park IL, he was working at a gas station near my house in Addison, he was riding a snow mobile on thin ice.  I was waving for him to stop cause my dog had just fallen through the ice and I was still trying to get her out without me falling in to.  He was thinking that I wanted him to help him, so he kept on going.  I was too busy to notice him but I guess he fell in too.  Serves him right!  Not really, I would have helped him after I got my dog out if I had known I guess the guy in the helicopter let him lay under the ice for a while.  You know till after I was gone.  I never knew this guy had been watching me for 8 years, and he wasn't gonna blow it now.  So dug him up later and gave him another reason to play with me.  I wonder if he was the one that caused the accident on the Kennedy.  You know the Dead Kennedy's and the baseball strike.  That was all about me, and well...

6-20-05

The Davenport gang is next.  For some reason they always have me be friends with these people after they have caused me and someone else harm.  Why?  That's anybody's guess, but's poor planning on the part of the rich man in the sky.  Sure do what you want and we will cover for you later and maybe save Dave as well.  My name use to be Dave.  I went to court to have it changed cause I want to have a sex change if I can ever afford it.  Anyway.  Here's a few more having a a blast.  Rhonda Darnell did something.  I'm not sure what she did, but I bet it had something to do with the break in at my apartment on Charlotte St.  They are suggesting to me that she was beating some kid, again a black boy, down to the ground.  And then took him home with me.  Again I was just home sleeping.  Or maybe I was at work or on my way to work, when this happened cause the lock was broke when I got home.  Her boy friend and her were fighting one night on the corner a half a block away and I think that this is what she was doing.  Hovering over the victim and pounding the face into the ground.  Later I called crime stoppers on her cousin Bud Butler for committing murder when they did a hit and run in their green Ford LTD.  Because of mind control they knew about it cause they were always listening.  Bud threatened me with a 22 and then ran away to Mexico, trying to keep the fact that it was his cousin, Tommy that was driving the car that day,  Bud didn't last long in Mexico though cause even though he looked Mexican he couldn't speak a word hardly.  Tommy later caught up with me after the feds figured him out and sent him away for five years.  Can you believe that?  Five years for a murder and then he gets to get out and run over another victim only this time I was driving.  I dropped off my friend at his house and was going to my mother's two blocks away and before I got to the corner I was comotozed.  Actually he had me hypnotized and I woke up the next morning in Bettendorf.  During that night, or was it a year?, Tommy ran over some kid in the hood and stole his wallet.  Of course it was my finger prints on the wallet so I got the blame for it.  But he got his revenge.  Sure they took Tommy's brain for it but he got to come back again and get revenge for losing his brain as well.  this time Tommy used me and claimed he was a professional theif and robbed a bank or held up a King Soopers Supermarket in Denver.  But again it was me while I was home sleeping.  So guess who got the blame?  Me again.  Tommy is now living his life brainless, that means he can't fly, but loving everyminute of it.  What does that prove?  That the good people of the world only get to be the victims.  Rhonda's Boyfriend's brothers aren't saints either.  I'm not sure what Sean and his mother did, I know she is in a wheel chair, or at least was, but their older brother John looks like John Elway.  He was always playing with my girlfriend and I.  I guess after we broke up she came crawling back needing a place to stay and I made her take off her close before I woud let her in.  Apparently she had are baby with her too, but cause John saw her brain coming he took over me and I never knew she was their or did I get to remember that we were having a baby.  I would have stayed her friend for the baby, but otherwise we were through.  After she took off her close and I was argueing with her about what she wouldn't do in bed he sent her away.  Then I drove in the parking lot like nothing was wrong and thought I saw her, just her over my shoulder, but I didn't care.  Rhonda came back again in the Fox lake area, north suburbs of Chicago and again I don't have a clue what she did.  Here's another winner for ya.  A friend Susan had a baby.  The only reason I was interested in her was because she had a baby.  Finally I decided that I needed to get a place to live and a job so I moved to live with my parents again in the suburbs.  Once when I was going back to visit, Susan's baby, and Susan's friend's little boy both got their heads bashed in.  I'm not exactly sure who did this but this scenario is the most believable one.  All of them start this way.  I was leaving cause they wouldn't share their weed with me, must have been cocaine cause other wise they would have and I don't smoke cocaine, and everything was perfectly fine, they were in the bathroom and the kids were playing.  Then Cj's Dad found a chance to get out of paying child support cause even though she wouldn't tell who the father was the feds have to pay this support from some where.  He knew about mind control and me and all the stories that he had been told and found a perfect way to blame me for getting rid of his son.  The truth behind the Susan Smith killing her two kids.  I went to DC once.  Everyone was claiming not to know anything about this conspiracy, cops, coworkers, media--even though they were all talking to me.  I thought that the media was a branch of the Government.  So I went to DC to piss on the lawn like the dog they treat me as.  I couldn't get close enough and there was no flag pole to piss on so I left.  I saw Tommy on the way to DC and I saw a Chiropractor in Marlyland on the way back smoking a cigarette.  Rumor has it that this chiropractor from Palmer wanted my alien spine to...To do what?  Oh its evolution.  The aleins are still laughing at you and your evolution.  Chewbacha of Star Wars is one of your evolutions, the mermaids are another, and get this one, King Kong Infants are still another one of your so called "Evolution of Man"  What are they really gonna learn by having an Alien spine in their closets.  Nothing.  They are stronger, they are better built, they are hermaphrodite, and having one in their closet is gonna be the death of the human race.  Well not really the death of it, but you won't want to live after they take over.  Imagine being locked inside a building with walls made of glass, and the glass is gold, (see through mirrors) 12 feet thick, 1400 miles long, and a 1000 feet tall with a ceiling, That ceiling is actually their ground floor that covers the building that you and they have built where the Rocky Mountains used to be, along with the survivors of the other alien life forms, like the scorpions, and mermaids.  The mermaids will live in the Grand Canyon after it is filled in. The land was stripped mined over 2000 years ago so what you got is what you got. The others might come in handy some day and they really only get in the way so a special place has been set aside for them, and you, after you are no longer needed as far as they can see.  Any hope of escape is gone and you will return to the primitive life that you lived before they brought you to earth and before they showed you anything even things as simple as a lever, or a pulley.  You will have trees, you will have water, and you will have food.  It's more like a museum for the universe.  Right here on Earth.  Revelations Chapter 20 or 21 I don't remember which.  Good luck!  Rumor has it that this Chiropractor in hopes of getting my spine and pelvis, blew up a building or two or committed some other crimes.  If they really need a dog to cut the brain out of and destroy, here 57 criminals working and a couple hundred bums not working. 

6-19-05

Let's do a few locals from Clinton Iowa.  That's where I'm from.  These things I have no idea about.  A girl that I had my eyes on had a twin sister.  So in like the seventh grade, some of the other kids that had been playing with my brother and sisters and my sister's friend--If you know what I mean--and eventually the baby, I think that all of them were under the control of one of the media leaders Antonio, or Tony, or Tone...It was all them but really it was none of them with out him.  Anyway, they decided to ruin any chance that I would have with this one sister and go rape the other.  She got pregnant that night, and other than just walking past him here in Denver, I've never known him or really even heard about him.  Shakespeare calls him Fleance, and he found a game of his own to play here in Denver.  So did his mother and her sister.  Other's from Clinton that I'm not really sure what they did are Lance Blinkinsop, Stan Kanopka, Don Ashcraft, I think Amy Leslie, Jessie Everson-Who's got a stroy all his own, I could practically name the whole class of 1990 and many others but I only have a limited amount of time.  Jessie and his two friends Corey and Mike Farrell might have been the three dudes and a dead chick.  I don't know.

The way of life in Clinton Iowa was you were friends one day and ready to rip each other's heads off the next.  Everyone was that way.  A case of stupidity is out lined here.  I was on my way home from school and stopped off at a friends house.  He didn't answer, so I went onto the screened in porch and knocked on the main door thinking he might be way up in side the house nd couldn't hear me knocking.  He still didn't come to the door so I left.   As I was leaving, he came charging out and jumping on my back.  His name was She Yang Herr.  Everyone thinks he is a girl but he is a boy.  I was thirteen and he was seventeen.  He would attack me every day on the way home then when I was out with the neighborhood playing, he would apologize.  I'm no Jesus and I don't forgive seven times seventy times, or maybe I did, but when he jumped on my back this time I fell back on him.  He was about a hundred pounds and I was about 225.  I started punching him and he was kicking me with his knees.  I locked his legs and his arms so that he couldn't kick me any more and I continued to punch him in the chest.  I stopped and asked him if I could get up and he nodded his head yes.  That's when he tried to kick me again.  I locked him up again and started wailing on his chest again.  Then again I asked if I get get up, he nodded his head again and I lef without any problems.  I think that part of his problem was that he was a homophobe and I was beautiful.  I think I heard the rumor that his lie was that I was trying to get with him.  I never made any advances on anyone at school or in the neighborhood.  How can he say this.  Some how during our struggle he broke his back.  Now he's spent the next few years in a wheelchair playing with me long distance always trying to get me into trouble through my brain implants, and his people in Loas combined with Vietnam are trying to figure out how to kill the brain.  If they had any brains at all they would have studied how to fix the spine.  Here's the stupid part, almost twenty years later Hitler and his group switched his head to another body and fixed his back so that the baby's brain now using She Yang's body can walk.  Twenty years and they never once looked at the back to see what was wrong with it.  The spinal cord works just like an electrical system.  As long as there is a least one wire connected of the hot and the ground, you can put it back together.  That was learned back in the 60's by his group but since he was unwanted and humans have done nothing for themselves ever, he didn't want to share what he learned till he had it all.  But the Asians have mastered one thing--Death.  They have never through all of history learned anything on their own except for death.  That's according to World History and Pre World History written by Plato, Socrates, and all the philosophers of ancient times.  2000 years before the Chinese were brought to this world they were given the art of swords and how to make them.  They have done nothing with any of that technology or applied it in another fashion to improve their way of life ever.  If its not about death, they never look at it twice.  Now She Yeng has committed crimes punishable by death and they are still taking his side, when they could have been on his side and his feet and stopped his action in the game completely.  Besides what ever happen to kill yourself and save the family the embarassment.  I am the innocent one here.  But the Asians will never let you belive that.  I wonder if he was the one causing the problem in the Denver public library.

But speaking of the Library, here's a way to use hypnosis to stick someone in a one way train of thought to cause them some problems.  While I was studying fairytales, I went to the childrens wing to use the computer.  I was only gonna be a minute.  There was one computer open and the chick said that I had to leave.  I left no problem thinking leave the one computer for the kids if they came along. The next day when I had a few minutes I came in again and this time there was noone in there.  The chick again came along and said that I had to leave.  I got mad and said Even though nobody is here?  She said yes.  Then the light clicked in my head and I realized that it was for the childrens safety.  The next day still having it stuck in my head that I needed to get in the Childrens room I went in and started looking into the books themselves.  Finding only part of what I wanted and not much of it at that I left, but not before "Blondie" came in carrying a baby trying to cover for me saying it was mine.  She's nothing but problems and you'll hear more about her later.  I wish I knew it was mine or that that was what she was trying to do.  I'd of loved to have had one.  Actually I think that was a Russian that whisered to me at the boulder Library, "Don't say anything but I'm trying to Alexis down."

Scott Judge was the closest thing to a friend that I had at school when I was a kid.  Or so I thought.  I guess he thought I was a creep. Maybe that was after I stole my dads food stamps that he was too lazy to go to work for, and tried buying food at the supermarket where Scott worked then returning them for cash. I can admitt it Scott, My dad was too lazy to work for what he wanted.  What's your families excuse?  I know you had to pay your mother cause your job affected her food stamps.  I'm such a creep.  Is that why you were on the bus in Denver threatening to beat up little kids?  Of course it wasn't you, you were just driving along behind the bus and I didn't even know that I was in Denver.  I thought I was home in the Chicago area sleeping.  Yep.  I'm the creeep.  Or were you the one that was talking to little kids, like they were your age?  What's your brother Eric up too lately?  He used to be hiding in the Witness Protection, like all the other criminals in my life, working as a cop at Auraria Campus.  I found him and he ran like he was on fire.  I wonder what he did. 

Baby saved my life once, or as Geraldo Rivera says "prolonged death".  He may not like me but he wants truth.  He was watching me from his plane or something, and someone was playing and he could talk.  He's always trying to talk for me.  He knew I wasn't there and found the criminal.  Too bad that someone else has a little clout and never lets the crimnals be brought to justice.  How many victims could have been eliminated if they would have only exposed this conspiracy back in the 80's.

Some little black boy in Denver came up to me one night and started telling me that he had a big dick and that he liked having cum spread all over him.  He must have been one of the rapist here in Denver.  His reason was that I was justa bum.

Another Black man according to a paper that I read, probably slipped to me to show me something, kinda like when they hide what I'm trying to advertise, slip me a bogus copy so that noone really sees the truth, was a rapist as well.  Twice he got away with hurting another person by forcing his will through me to make them have sex.  He's a slave driver and a rapist.  But his only reason was that I had a phone and he could do that.  He just wanted to kill a phone person.  So kill the phone person not hurt two innocent people.  Bullets are too good for some people.

Heard enough yet?  To cover for something that her dad did, some girl named Sarah used the phone.  Knowing that I had to be there, she had me wake up from hypnosis acting like a chicken for a second or two, only in this case the chicken was a baby who she was simply changing a dirty diaper for someone and needed it licked clean.  I thought I was in my jeep sleeping on the other side of town, and they can only wake me up from hypnosis when I'm in the same spot that I was hypnotised at.

I wonder where the Sons of Silence come into this at.  Maybe its Dan Burkehart.  He ordered the Execution of a black boy.  His two biker stooges raped the little boy, added my DNA to the mess that was soaked in vaseline, poored gasoline on him, and lit the fire with a cigarette butt of mine.  One of the stooges had a little mercy for the boy and while he was screaming in pain beat him to death to kill him.  The other said, "Smell that?  Breath of fresh air!" and was gonna let him burn to death.  This frame job was when I was living with a 14 year old and her parents.  I built my own room in the basement.  I never touched her that I know of, but the rumor is that the traffic judge in Rock Island county had a good time with her.  I masterbate.  Big deal.  Women masterbate on video for money and guys love to watch.  No problem there.  What was that politicians name that felt we needed to open the door to teach kids how to masterbate?  Any way if you are gonna teach it, it shouldn't be a problem.  I've tried everything.  Felt, Nylons-those are my favorite, atleast with a good spine, bengay-don't try this you will scream in pain, toothpaste, knitted material, silk, you name it I've tried it.  Cat fur, tongues, my dog licked me.  Big deal.  I never hurt anyone masterbating.  And as long as I know they are watching some things don't get repeated, and some things I just can't stop. I still masterbate whenever I'm bored but they killed my dog.  The only friend that they couldn't sell out to pl;ay with me.  Anyway.  In that house I used dirty laundry from time to time.  When they found it in the girls dirty laundry they were shocked at what they had living there.  Instead of just saying by, they decided to kill something that wasn't theirs.  Or maybe it was cause when the judge was playing and Sheila threw herself at me and was rejected, she just wanted to get rid of me.  The victims in this mess like to believe that it was me that was their.  But I wasn't.  The Biker that did it was chosen cause he looks like me.  I'm missing two teeth cause they never grew in but its almost unnoticeable.  He's got two teeth knocked out and that was what he remembered when they woke him up long enough to find out what happened.

Here's another case of stupidity.  This driver of a semi was following me.  Like riding my ass.  I was cleaning some weed and when I saw him riding my ass I put it away.  I changed lanes, he changed lanes, I changed lanes again, so did he, again, he's still following.  I sped up, he did too, I slowed down, so did he.  I jammed third sped up locked the brakes and then hit the gas.  He got way back.  Years later I found out that he closed his eyes and came to a complete stop causing a few crashes and a couple of deaths.  Funny how the driver was so alert to see how beautiful I was and hope that I would smoke a little weed with him, that when he needed his eyes the most, they were closed.  Then he opened his eyes and realized I was a dude and all he had to say was that I was smoking weed.  Like come on.  Anyone want to have their ass riden by a semi?  Now his gang banger friendsand the victims of his accident, won't let me drive and have been causing problems for me ever since.  Takes two to tangle, but my eyes are always open.  Expressways of Chicago--you never know what's gonna happen and if he had never touched the brake, he would have never hit me.  That's all that ever needs to be said.  But it was the power of hypnosis why I never knew that there was an accident there even though I drove back by and announced that the Kennedy was closed on the 2-way radio.  Live in the now.  It's a hypnosis way to allow me to handle all the problems that they had planned for me.  Forget the past, it's only a problem.  At that time I couldn't even associate my sister Angie looking identical to my other sister Beth's friend Andrea.  Two different worlds.

6-11-05

My brother-in-law and my older sister were convinced that the child hood ways brought about by living in the parents house were gonna come back again someday.  After they were bored which watching me on the mind control phone and complaining "What am I my brothers keeper?"  They decided to frame me and just get rid of me.  They became a bigger son of hell than I ever was in that they commited rape.  Knowing that some millionaire was watching me in a helicopter, they decided to go find a little black boy and screw him.  My brother-in-law are almost a perfect DNA match and he went out and bought a car almost exactly as mine.  I had a blue Tempo, he bought a blue Taurus.  Witness saw me, or so they thought, and a blue Taurus.  But then when they found my car park at my house a few blocks away they forgot that they saw a Taurus and only remembered the Tempo and my face.  We look almost identical.  (Rumor has it that we are twins of a laser split egg and I was stored in the freezer as an egg.)  So now when these gang-bangers thought they found the criminal they went for blood.  The guy in the helicopter decided to save us both even though he knew that Bill was guilty.  When they found out a few years later that I was still alive, Bill still got a way with it cause they came for me again.  The Rich man loved my sister and her husband to the point that he found a way to give them a million dollars with out showing it on paper anywhere.  What a wonderful world casinos are. 

This group seems to be the biggest problem of them all.  Joe Taylor, Allen Block, and their friend Betty.  I'm gonna refer to all being Joe, but some of it is probably them to.  Joe is also known as Kurt Kobain (or is that Cobain) of Nirvana.  Allen is the new Michael Jackson.  And Betty is some actor on a TV Sitcom with Michael J. Fox, I think.  He would listen to my brain waves and rather than trying to be my friend, he would just play on the brain waves and try to make me go out that way.  With him playing on the phone in my brain, I couldn't do anything for myself.  So he decided to stop the masturbation and make a friend for me.  That new friend Tim and I (well actually it was Joe cause I was hypnotised by the phone), decided to get a couple of prostitutes to come over.  When I was carrying the hooker up the stairs on my back, remember I know nothing cause I'm home sleeping when he hypnotised me, I fall down the stairs and break her back.  Joe acts like nothing is wrong and he carries out his plans with her up stairs, only he forgets to try to wake me up.  When Tim and I were gonna swap hookers, Tim discovers that she is dead.  Tim and I, I mean Joe, decide to tie up the other one and put her in the attic while the dead one is left in the river.  When Joe was asked about this he said "I never meant to die.  I never meant to die."  No, and you didn't leave the other one there to die either, did you Joe?  Yet I still got the blame for simply sleeping.  Another incident of Joe's, before he had a bomb blow of his neck and left him in a wheel chair, I had a few runnaways over that were telling lies to try to get a doctor to give one of them their insulin, claiming to be hostages so they wouldn't get into trouble...but that's another story.  I was days after 18 and one of my friends was there with me alone.  When I made a pass at him Joe got pissed off cause he found out I was gay.  When this guy decided he didn't want to, Joe pushed the button on his phone and hypnotised me again and threated violence if he didn't.  So he rolled over and I woke up like nothing was wrong at all.  Guess who got the blame for this too?  Me.  Joe has his terrible accident that kills Kurt Kobain of Nirvana, and puts him in a wheel chair, and Joe keeps on playing.  I'm not sure of what exactly he does for the next few years but eventually he takes me to Denver, knowing that I have plans of moving to Colorado, and I, I mean Joe, becomes a street fighter beating up little kids on the mall in Denver.  How many times have we backed up the calendar?  It's all about me, I mean them.  So when I move to Denver, I have a reputation already that I have no clue about and they are ready to kill me for all the things that, Joe did.

Another thing that needs to be said right away, Tim Shanahan of Domino's Pizza owned 10 stores got infected with Hepititus C and was told that he had to give up his 10 stores.  I was some how immune to hepititus C and since they don't test for B I never knew that I was contagious.  Tim decided to go to California with me while I was hypnotised and have a few employees drink gasoline or get a new job.  I would never be dumb enough to drink gasoline to get high or any other reason cause I fill up at the pump and know how to read where it says prolonged exposure to vapors may be harmful or fatal.  Like duh! Why would you drink something that would kill you just to breathe it?  Well Tim was doing it just to have them California Brothers take care of his dirty work.  Too dumb to understand logic but showing their true colors when it comes time to commit murder.  Why not find the one that was plotting the murder and kill him instead of the innocent one?  Must be another case of logic getting away from you. No I'm not racist.  I just hate stupidity.

6-4-05

I said that I was there for four of them, here they are in order.  When I was twelve or thirteen, and was full of brain implants already, while the Nazi's were trying to learn the language of a new area of the brain, subliminal, they had all of my other synapses of the brain blocked so that only that one section could communicate.  Eventually they found out that that section tells the brain--that I have to pee, or I'm hungry, or I have to goto work.  With all of these areas blocked someone else, I think it was some old guy in the media named Antonio or Tony, was playing on the conscious thought brain implant and when my mother yelled for me to go to bed I went in to her room where a baby that she was sitting for was laying there, and for a few seconds I orally touched his penis.  The Nazi's studying my brain or maybe even me stopped that.  It was boring!.  Then that old man played with that baby for the next few years using spine control and dreams to torture that baby and make him want to kill me--but that's another story.  Without that old man though, the baby would have been unaffected completely.

The next one that I was partly there for was at Govenor Dodge State Park in Wisconsin.  A bunch of kids and the staff of the program that I was in were playing on the phone.  They would never let me play with them just cause I had a phone and they wanted to play with me.  Unknown to me.  So I was swimming and some girls about age ten started playing around me and I was throwing them off my shoulder.  I was about 16.  Suddenly I was acting like a chicken and jabbing my finger under her swimsuit.  Then no one wsa around.  I was looking around like what happened.  Eventually I found out that that was Eva Brauhn's (or is that Brawn?)granddaughter, and she just wanted to get me closer to her so that she could watch me from some of there enemies and to so that she had to make her son's want to know me after this incident using brain implants of their own that they didn't know about.  She's really a boy switched at birth to play with Eva Braun.

Then their was the incident with Terry.  I was working at Valley Shelter, a temporary shelter for kids with no place to go.  I was at a friends house, when Terry and her CIA boyfriend showed.  This guy was just supposed to watch me but he always wanted to play instead, and that only hurt my brain.  It's like using a calculator all your life,  when you don't have one available, can you really do the math?  I was sitting on the couch thinking I was high, but really they had plugged in the emotion to make me happy.  When Terry walked in.  I was excited cause I would get to do a little work. and I asked her to go outside with me so that we could talk and keep her privacy from my friends.  We talked for a few minutes about why she ran away, and when she was going back, and what was going on in her life, and where she was gonna go,...  I was gonna end the conversation and send her away by telling her that I wasn't gonna make her go back to Valley but she couldn't stay here.  Suddenly I had this surge go through the front left side of my brain, that's the reasoning area and it's a brain implant, and I started making a bad pass at her that included, nibbling her neck and licking her boob and exposiong my self.  Finally Natalie came out and shocked me out of the trance and we went inside.  I sat down and realized what had just happened and left.  Someone else playing on the phone was begging her to kiss it, I was just asking.  That guy used to order pizza everynight when I worked Domino's Pizza.  Veitnam vet and Weird Al Yankovich or maybe that was Rex Gott--he also has a story of his own.  Staff at Valley were playing as well as many other people that night.  But one guy had access to three of the voices in my my brain and that enabled the total control.  I think that was a brain Surgeon that just wanted a brain to destroy and since I already had implants he figured he could play and no one would care.  Terry was a virgin and my brother had hypnotic suggestion to have a dramatic pause when virgin crossed my mind and she is standing alone right in front of me.  It was supposed to make me pause for a couple of seconds and when she would ask if i was alright then I was gonna try to make her mine.  All the players had that pause to their advantage as well.  During that second the previous 20 minutes or so of the unheard messages all piled up in my brain and I had no control at all.  Another clause to the spell in my brain is that they have to shock me out of it.  Otherwise I stay in a waking trance.  I wish they would just hypnostise me with a new spell so that noone can play anymore.  They had it planned to kiss me out of the spell but someone changed that to death.  Now they have to use to use the emergency plan and cast a new spell that will cancel hypnosis completely.  But they only want to play around inside the recall.

On to Eva Brauhn's second granddaughter, I mean grandson.  One of the Nazi's enemies had put a bomb inside a dozen or so brains and hearts.  They were looking for the last one, the one that goes from the hippocamulous of the brain to the heart.  "They" never suspected that it would be inside Eva's granddaughter.  Mind control can be compared to Karate.  You are not gonna get a white belt to do the same things that a triple black belt can do. The guy that put the bomb in her brain decided to just show it to them.  He had me with her permission lift her by her neck.  A modified circus act, if you can swing from your teeth you can be lifted from your neck.  At the same instant he kicked her reflex in her leg, I heard something pop and I dropped her.  She walked away.  After I was gone "he" shut her off, spine controls to stop her breathing, and when the ambulance had her all wrapped up with an ivy and everything they got a pulse.  X-rays showed that nothing was wrong except their was a tube going from her heart to her brain and her father wanted a biopsy of it thinking it was a tumor.  Eva wanted him to wait but he wuldn't listen to her.  When the doctor cut the tube her heart started on fire.  Now that she is laying there dead.  Eva tells her son who she is and what had happened trying to convince him not to do any thing else that she would be back again.  Still he wouldn't listen and he pulled out his pocket knife and seperated the vertebrate in her neck and now even the Nazi's can't fix it cause it's complete and too high into the head.  He gets to escape his embarassing situation and he paid the hospital staff that knew about this to shut up.  And he gets rich at my expense. 

More later.  Probably a couple of hours a week.  You may be asking why am I doing this?  Cause they are still destroying my brain, for everyone else having fun.  Regardless of what they really knew when they commited their crime, since when did they become the executioners of me and the innnocent victims that they hurt while later saying it was cause of the baby.  Really only about one percent of all these knew any thing more than that I had a little sister and a younger brother.  Most didn't even know that.  They thought I was a bomb scare when I was just playing hokey from school and was bored playing on the phone.