History says (some history), that she wasn't really a "virgin".
But ever since I was a little girl, I have loved Queen Elizabeth the most. The idea of her independence and willingness to push away all of the suitors in order to do what she alone felt was right.
I think, as a little girl, I probably also liked her because she had red hair, like me, and I indentified with her.
Now that I am older, I have seen how modern history tried to trash her. She really wasn't so great. Oh, she was lascivious. She was a shrewd mastermind. And usually, it's the Catholic version of history that tries to bring out all the dirty ideas.
I think it comes down to competition. They didn't want a Protestant Queen to compete with their "Mary".
They didn't want a Protestant Queen competing with their Catholic Mary, sister to the Queen, and they didn't want anyone competing with the money that went to their Marian dogma. They wanted their "Mother, Mary of God" to be "Queen of Heaven." And as such, if she is to be found only within the Catholic (or sometimes Anglican or Orthodox churches), the money and indulgences flowed to that church alone.
Queen Elizabeth was a threat to the income of priests.
Not just by what she stood for, and her religious beliefs, but by what she herself represented.
How dare that woman call herself "Virgin" or "Virgin Queen".
Time to sully a sister, men.
Even when she was dead, and books had been written, and earth covered the bones, they still couldn't let it go. "New evidence suggests..." and on and such, about what a tramp Queen Elizabeth was.
She was no "holy" person. Queen Elizabeth, the honorable and courageous woman, was a low-lying filthy slut.
It's funny how purity or virginity or integrity all are such incredible threats even today. Especially when the person possessing the admirable qualities, is not of the same mind and beliefs as those who want to control the world.
I didn't think I was writing about Queen Elizabeth this morning. I woke up thinking about how many assassination attempts there have been on my life. Since I was about 16 years old. And looking through the embassy cables, I see more into what kinds of machinations others will resort to, if they want something badly enough.
And then I prayed this morning, thinking, no, I cannot always "do" what I am told to do or "say" what I'm told to say. Not even for my parents, even if I have it in mind to honor them. And I thought "Who is like God?" So funny.
That's what the name "Michael" means. I remember when I first had the name "Michael" come to mind, and I'm not so sure it was a good Michael now that I look back on it.
I was going to look up a sermon with "torture" and "who is like God" and then after scanning through, I thought about the verse and I mixed it up with NIV and KJV text. For me it came through: "Who is like unto God? fearful and majestic in all thy ways." Then I tried to look up the reference for it and the closest is possibly Exodus 15:11 though there are other verses I'm sure.
What I recall, is great hatred of me for looking up some of the Catholic dogmas. That hatred has never gone away. And I recall great hatred by some who were Jewish and wanted their "pure shine" and tried to hush me up when I said I didn't wnat a boyfriend and I was a virgin. Lorraine Rose. I wondered even then, why would anyone try to hush over me and not want me to be a virgin or not want me to say I owned my own house? She was always trying to make me smaller than I was. The English Jewess. Whose sister from England then came over for a look at me. "Is she really as sweet as she comes across?" The Lewises and Roses were trying to trash me and find dirt on me, just in case, even back then and I didn't even know it. The Lewises are who their daughter Laura married into and their son is connected to the Schnitzer family (I think that's the name--will have to check).
It's funny to look at some of the Embassy cables and see how it sparks my memory. I saw the title for one from 1994, called "The Last Gasp From Kaduna's Who's Who" (a cable written by someone from the UK) and remembered how I was sent a piece of mail in 1994 from Whos Who which told me I had been added to their list and included in their book. It was 1993 or 1994.
Just things like that. What mail I was receiving, who was saying what to me when, and...I am able to look back and see things in a whole new "light".
I defended the Roses. I defended them even when people were commenting and trashing them. I know for a fact they did not do the same for me. In fact, I have had problems with some Jews ever since, which is why my son is where he is.
When Jews and Catholics agree on a joint motive for hate, and use all their resources in government and the justice system against me, how is it even possible for me or my son to have a chance? And then they bring in a bunch of Muslims or Eastern Indians or whoever they can bribe, to do some of their dirty work for them and make it look like they are not involved.
There is something wrong with the Rose family.
When I worked for Lorraine, I remember her telling me to get a boyfriend. Over and over. I had told her I was a virgin and she didn't like it. It made her nervous. I didn't even want to listen to the Bill Clinton/Monika Lewinsky business on t.v. because I didn't watch even R-rated movies and didn't want to hear about it. I was this way with the Reform Jewish family from Livingston, New Jersey in 1993 too: The Kargmans'. Who the Roses seemed to know or wanted to underline.
Lorraine was always anxious for me to get a boyfriend and have sex I guess. And whenever I said anything that might have reflected well on me, she was covering it up or making it small. For example, I said once that I had to pay my mortgage bill for my house and she said, "You mean your rent." And she was so nasty, and quick to try to downplay my mortgage of my own house to "rent". As if the ears of the world might listen and she wanted me to be made out to be a "renter" rather than a "homeowner" at age 21.
I look back at all the things that have happened to me and my son and can say for sure that the Rose family is a problem.
The Roses had a son, "Josh", who went to Harvard. They had an older daughter who made a porn in California, and then another daughter who is a lawyer in California. And then Laura was the youngest daughter and she married a Lewis who was from the Arlene Schnitzer family in Portland, Oregon.
I told the Roses I was going to college and Lorraine didn't like it. She didn't want me to be educated. She was satisfied with the idea that I might always be a moronic slave to the Jews. Do you know what they call their slaves and servants?
"Honorary Jews"
I wonder if English-born Lorrraine and her sister in England knew the Goldsmiths. Something says "yes".
I went from the Thebault's house, with their French connections and Italian stuff, to the Reform Jews house in 1993. Then I had people stealing from me and trying to kill me off again.
So an "Honorary Jew" is one who picks up the Jews crap. I had to flush her crap all the time because she refused to do it herself. And an honorary Jew is someone who works on the Sabbath because they are too special for work on that day, but you're not. You're going to work on the Sabbath because you're not a real Jew, like them, and holy. You're a crap flusher and an "honorary" Jew. And let me tell you something. The Catholics that hate you and the Jews that hate you, WILL work together to ruin you. And then, because they don't want to make their religions look bad, they try to blame it on someone else.
I remember the day that Lorraine first bought her bottle of "Hask PURE Shine".
Shine on Catherine. We'll see to it.
You have no idea how much I remember.
And this "Koch" firm is no friend to my son.
Less than a year after I worked for Lorraine Rose, I was raped by a Jew who sought me out to rape me. I guess I wasn't moving along fast enough on the "Slut track" they had laid out for me. Instead, I was a virgin, prettier than their pick, smarter, owned my own house, and I was going to college for a degree in English Literature. Time for a strategic move. Let's rape her after treating her like a doormat.
Was I as sweet as I seemed to be? I was, actually, though I had a joking dry sense of humor side. But um, yeah, after being raped, after being used and mistreated, I didn't feel like taking it lying down. I guess that's what they wanted.
Shine on Catherine!
The legions of American Jews with British contacts stand behind you!
Do Jews believe in torture? Um. Yes. They do. They tortured me and my son. They even got Mossad out against me. Daniel. While the Catholics hated me over my questions about dogma and things, some of the Jews hated me because they felt I might be a threat. And since they were also able to see into the future and saw things they didn't like, they tried to sabotage me early-on.
We'll "save" you, they maybe said, if only you will get out of the way.
I know they bribed some Muslims and Eastern Indians. But that's NOT who is behind controlling the torture. They might inject me with a drug or chase me around and put up hidden cameras in the YMCA and target me with smaller hand held or other devices. But they are not the ones controlling the big picture. Though, I can say, even Muslims are not all on the same page. Those from Saudi Arabia are not always friends with those from Iran, for example. I wonder if Jordanians and Saudi Arabians get along with eachother?
The Koch firm is not helping me because everyone in this firm is Jewish and Catholic.
Almost all of the psychologists who backed out of doing a psych eval for me...who promised they would and then held onto it and backed out last minute to stall...I have a list and they are all Jewish and Catholic. The people who have harmed my son and I are predominantly:
Jewish and Catholic.
There have been horrible Protestants, yes, but they mainly joined in later, after hearing a lot of lies. The people in control of my custody case, including the public defenders assigned to me, in every single instance, are Jewish or Catholic.
I have not yet had an independent Protestant lawyer.
Maybe that's the problem. That it's not about me not liking lawyers as much as a major conflict of interest with the religious hatred coming from the lawyers that the State has knowingly assigned to me.
Where is my Protestant lawyer?
I've had ZERO.
1. Paul Cassel--Catholic
2. Woman (can't remember her name right now)--Catholic
3. Justin Titus (Jewish in fully Catholic law firm)
4. Tanesha Canzeter(Catholic)
5. Koch firm (Jewish and Catholic)
NONE of my lawyers have been without conflicts of interest.
I wonder why I'm not getting anywhere.
Huh. It's really weird, cuz I have all these problems with persecution and religious hatred and torture, and then I don't know why none of my lawyers have been helping me. I wonder why they don't want my evidence in the court record?
Who wants to rule the world?
Hmmm
And it's been Jewish and Catholic who have tortured my son. Why? because he's nothing more than end-game product to them and they hate me. They don't want me to have my son because having anything that looks like normal is the opposite of what they want. They want revenge. And they used a child as a pawn, and me as a pawn.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Persecution and Hate Crime: NW Bosnian Cable 10/30/1995
Before I write about how I relate, I want to add that as a tutor for international students, I heard a lot of stories and wasn't prejudiced against any country. So, I remember a really great Serb guy and a great Bosnian, and both had been refugees for different reasons, so I didn't pick this out bc of the country. I just picked it out bc it was the first one that came up, in date, that was listed "human rights" so I looked at it. But I wanted to add this first, so that any inflammatory idea someone might have, about whether I personally support one place or another, doesn't become the issue. Because that's not what I noticed. What I noticed was just people going through "hardships".
How funny that I have had to be so careful in how I address anything to a court, when all charges againt me have been false. And I was made to almost beg for mercy when I wasn't even the one who needed the mercy. They needed mercy, but they had me in their power, just because they had power, and therefore, I was "at their mercy". Instead of being able to write: "I have been tortured, poisoned, repeatedly raped, and drugged, and I have fought to stay alive" I have had to lie. I have had to write, "...I have had difficult circumstances" and "this has been a time of hardship for me." It's as if I'm just writing these notes airily, and while yeah, it sounds "very dignified", I think "understatement" is for fashion, not justice.
I finally got onto the cables and am reading them. First ones that stand out to me and then later, I'll go back and try to catch the rest. Some things did stand out, back to 92 and 94 even. And then I clicked on a cable about human rights. Wondering what some of the cables on this topic were like. It's for Bosnia. While at first, it creates a picture that, sitting here now, I feel I can't say I can it happened to me and my family, when I was reading, and while someone is and has been seriously using technology on us in the house this entire time, I think: that's us. But we're Americans in the U.S. The only difference is that most of the same things that have been done to us, have been and are being done behind closed doors or with more secrecy. It's not as in-the-open but it's being done. And I read about forced relocation and thought, "That's me and my son right there. We had a Judge's wife come out, with other people backing her, telling us to move. The police in Wenatchee were refusing to make reports of vandalism and harassment against me and they were saying, "Move." I had said, "But I have already moved. I moved from Oregon to Washington."
We have been forced to relocate, repeatedly, and I've had, on my own testimony, people verbally threatening me and who were telling me to "move" and get out of "their territory" several times. When I refused to move, we were tortured. And since they've gotten away with everything else, they're getting away with this continued torture as well.
I can testify that I identify and relate to being a victim of forced relocation. And then, when I didn't move like they told me to, and brought all these officials out to tell me to do, they kidnapped my son after torturing us first.
This is America?
I had felt, at the time, that I was being pressured to move because of hatred, religious persecution, and because I was already trying to sue for medical malpractice for me and my son, and we had an excellent case and they all knew it. The only State I could sue them in, was Washington State. And knowing what I did and could do over in Oregon state, they tried to force me to move.
When I refused, they tried cutting off my benefits and income, started making complaints about me, and tortured us. They later told me they had given me a "chance to move" and I had not taken it. They said it was my fault because I didn't take them up on the opportunity.
Two different officials in government jobs, directly told me to move:
1. A Wenatchee police officer, who refused to take my report as I stood there crying after another tire slashing. He snarled, "MOVE if you don't like it." And that's when I said, crying, "I already moved. Where am I supposed to go? Why aren't you guys taking reports of what is happening here?" I told him I was not moving and I wasn't going to be pushed out. He had dark hair (not super short), tall man. I could give a name and pick his face out. At the time, I believe I had discovered he was Catholic.
2. Judge John Bridges' wife. Judge John Bridges is one of the longest-term Judges and he hates me. Other Judges do too. He is Catholic. His wife works for CPS. Before any torture ever began against me and my son, she came out to our house. She came out with another woman and said her name and that she wanted to come in. I was polite and said my son was napping and another time would be better and if she wanted to come in, I would like to see a warrant. I did not know then that she was a Judge's wife. Instead of coming back again, I was put in touch with my social worker (for normal benefits--it's not child protective services). This worker was Tina Thornton and her husband was, I believe, a cop. She told me this woman, Mary (?) Bridges, had called her and was making me an offer. I said, "An offer?" She said yes, that Ms. Bridges wanted her (Thornton) to relay to me that she and CPS were making me an offer to leave the State of Washington with my son. I said, "I've never heard of that before." She said it was sometimes done. I said, "Well why is she having you tell me instead of her?" and Thornton said she didn't know but it didn't matter and they were offering me a "relocation package" including the money for traveling expenses, to move to the State of Utah.
I wasn't being accused of being a bad mom. And I wasn't being investigated. My son and I were not even being tortured yet. We were being asked to MOVE. All expenses paid, by The State of Washington.
I thought about it and told everyone..."How am I supposed to find a lawyer for my medical malpractice case if we move out of State?" Both I and my son had a solid case. If I was to recover any money for our damages, I had to file a lawsuit in the State of Washington. My lawyer or law firm would have to be State of Washington.
So I told my counselor, who I didn't know was best friends with Thornton--I'm staying here and I'm trying to find a law firm. Everyone knew I was looking for lawyers.
And after we refused to move out of Washington State, Washington State allowed others to torture us to the point of almost death. I was blacking out, it was that severe. Or, almost blacking out, and having to call ER. If anyone was subjected to the levels of torture we endured, for about 10 minutes, and then tried to imagine a child and woman enduring this every night and part of the day, for months, how do you think we are even alive and in our right minds today?
They are still torturing, just not to that degree. Not to the point of blackouts and screaming children and cats having uncontrollable explosive diarrhea and having their bodies warped for life.
So one theme I see from this cable is one of religious persecution, torture, and forced relocation. I can relate absolutely. Just because I don't have scars on my face from a beating, doesn't mean we have not been, and are not still, victims of horrific crimes of torture. You have no idea. We have suffered almost all of the same things I read about in this cable.
After I turned down the relocation package offered by the State of Washington, I was then faced with being cut off of benefits, kicked out of housing, and had my ability to drive to Seattle blocked when DSHS (the State) refused to reiumburse me for my mileage like they promised.
Which is why I had then looked up forced relocation movements in history at my house on Methow, online. I looked up Ontario, Canada and saw how whole populations had been forced to move and frozen out of work and the powers cut them off from everything. I read about Ireland. I was especially interested in hate crimes and religious persecution.
Not only was the "offer" made, and pressure applied, but the contact had already been made in The State of Utah. Is this a bribe? Or is this good reason to question how someone knew I should leave the state before something else happened? Because it kinda sounds like someone knew what might happen next and yet WHO have they told? Did they tell someone while they knew we were being tortured? Don't sue, and our deal will be...shhhhh...we won't torture them...sshhhhh.
My mom remembers Deanna Elliot. She was one of my mother's best friends. And she died of cancer. While married to Judge John Bridges. I guess his new wife is a reeeeaaal winner.
Kinda reminds me of my good Uncle Jim and Aunt Ruthie. Ruthie was amazing. And she died of cancer. Then, right around the time I was blabbing my mouth about my poor Uncle Jim who was our family millionaire/billionaire (by marriage) the next thing I find out is he's been married off again. A honeypot entered the picture, right after I was telling tons of people about him. I never meant for it to be a harm. I was too young and didn't know what some greedy political parties and religious groups will do just to get a man with money in his pocket. I had NO idea. I said to my Nana and Great Aunts, after meeting this "new woman" (socialite), "She is definitely not Ruthie." and I said there was something hard and steely in the eyes of this other one. I believe I even looked her up at a later date and found she was connected to Catholic Charities or something like that. There was some odd connection to a group that was later a huge adversary. I unwittingly tipped a bad group off about a millionaire-billionaire and she just "showed up". Right time, right place. My Nana and Great Aunts (smart, smart women) sat there watching The Young & The Restless and invited me to join and we just talked about Ruthie and how I remember Nana's eyes snapping with fire to think of the hooligan socialite that took her place. It was politics. I didn't know I was psychic sometimes, back then, but I picked up on something instantly and I knew something was very political and very wrong. I had found a bad woman in a good man's house. She knew how to decorate. And how to put out the right plates and entertain. And that was about IT. I sized up the Devil woman in about 15 minutes. She didn't like me either. She stared at me with these very sharp and calculating eyes and I knew, "She is worried about me for some reason...and I don't know why..." That was in...hmm, about 1994 I believe. Right before my big Who's Who's entrance into a later "last gasp" moment with my auto accident in 1995. (love zegeb consulate title from UK). Go ahead. Check out the rich bitch in Naples, Florida. Oh, my Nana. She had a good eye. She had this firm lip and didn't say much but her eyes said everything. Ruthie Howard. She married Lebious Garrett. But her maiden name was Howard. Her eyes lit up when I gave my estimation of Jim's frau ho, and then they were just dancing and later crackling with fire. And the other women-an unspoken look around of quiet agreement and firm "yes. that's right. we know. and you picked up on it so we know you are intuitive." My Nana ended up dying without being able to tell one aunt a huge secret. She said she couldn't say it over the phone or in writing--it had to be in person. But she passed away before they reached her. I wonder if Jim's wife was around the corner. I saw several of my rich family or other friends being greeted and approached by a lot of people later, after I stupidly said something to people I thought would never say a word. Now I know, if there is a single billionaire out there...single? forks drop, groups rush together to find out where they live, what they do, and if they can think of a good friend to introduce them to. We've got a reeeel swordfish from Florida. With all the related Bradley trappings one could ask for.
So right after this, I made several requests, in writing, to the AG offices and to the DSHS offices, for copies of all DSHS records about me.
And at that time, there was not one complaint against me, and no investigation.
I made over 10 written requests, signed, filled out their form, and not once did they give me any records. They started torturing me. And it was around this time or earlier that I saw old litigation opponents and lawyers from Oregon, driving through Wenatchee, WA with an interest in me.
My medical malpractice claim was bad enough (our damages were) that it was probably worth close to at least 1 million and most likely, more. I was first forced out of a $50,000 settlement for someone doing a hit-and-run and injuring my knee. How was I forced out? Oregon and Washington opponents of me worked together. They didn't want me to have $50,000 because they were afraid I was going to revive my lawsuits with it. And they knew this by my conversations with Schneider and others. The $50,000 was really low for the damages, and they all knew it, so it was pretty much guaranteed it was all going to be mine. But they put me in jail on a false charge of harming my grandmother, of all things.
14 days in jail while pregnant with my son. On a false charge.
Now, my hearing for Appeal is for September 14, 2011, almost the same date that Oregon and Washington first colluded to have my car unlawfully towed from me, to strand me, and then made a false charge to put me in jail right at the time they knew I was going to file for my money and it was near the expiration date for doing so.
Judge Warren was Catholic. He was the one who put out a false suspension on my driver's license to have my vehicle towed. Worked for Catholic Charities as did his wife and they knew John Kaempf and other old adversaries I had from litigation in Oregon, who were also involved or on the Board of Catholic Charities.
It was around this time that although there were issues with my family, I didn't realize what was being done to them. And this is after I had reported Raul Bujanda and Armando Garza with the FBI in Portland and was told Armando Garza had just made a big bust in Coos Bay, minutes away from where my parents were.
There has been a lot of retaliation.
I know what religious persecution is. I know what hate looks like. I know how it feels to be forced to relocate. And I have felt the effects of torture and seen what's been done to my son ever since 9 months of age or so.
What I don't understand, is why the U.S. has allowed these human rights violations to occur on their own soil. First I was being forced to move from state to state. Then, once they started torturing me, they never stopped. They only stopped for the man from Colombia and the people who backed him. I guess, friends of the enemy, because no one helped me when I didn't go through with a marriage. And ever since, I have thought, it is as if someone thinks that if they continue to torture me, I will ...what? call him up? or what exactly?
Some of the guys involved in managing the torture are Irish. I know this because I know that's partly who has been controlling the technology efforts against us. It was strange to find out much later that Wenatchee is not from the Native Americans. It's from the Irish.
First they tried to force me out of Washington, and I wouldn't leave. So they tortured us. Then they wanted me to marry a Colombian to...move to Colombia?
So they keep up the torture and what is the rationale? That if they torture me here long enough they hope I will leave the country again, like when I left for Canada? And where are they trying to force me out to? I started realizing I get about 1 month in a new place and that's it. So who, in the U.S., is being allowed to even do this? Can't the good people in the government get a handle on it?
I guess they want to use all their crappy govt. psychics on me first and then want to force me out so they can really have fun & games. First I get to be the caged lab rat, and then they want to put me out in the wild again, but this time, a new country, where they can track my every movement and make educated guesses and...what? trade tips with psychics for another country? Isn't that "human trafficking"?
How funny that I have had to be so careful in how I address anything to a court, when all charges againt me have been false. And I was made to almost beg for mercy when I wasn't even the one who needed the mercy. They needed mercy, but they had me in their power, just because they had power, and therefore, I was "at their mercy". Instead of being able to write: "I have been tortured, poisoned, repeatedly raped, and drugged, and I have fought to stay alive" I have had to lie. I have had to write, "...I have had difficult circumstances" and "this has been a time of hardship for me." It's as if I'm just writing these notes airily, and while yeah, it sounds "very dignified", I think "understatement" is for fashion, not justice.
I finally got onto the cables and am reading them. First ones that stand out to me and then later, I'll go back and try to catch the rest. Some things did stand out, back to 92 and 94 even. And then I clicked on a cable about human rights. Wondering what some of the cables on this topic were like. It's for Bosnia. While at first, it creates a picture that, sitting here now, I feel I can't say I can it happened to me and my family, when I was reading, and while someone is and has been seriously using technology on us in the house this entire time, I think: that's us. But we're Americans in the U.S. The only difference is that most of the same things that have been done to us, have been and are being done behind closed doors or with more secrecy. It's not as in-the-open but it's being done. And I read about forced relocation and thought, "That's me and my son right there. We had a Judge's wife come out, with other people backing her, telling us to move. The police in Wenatchee were refusing to make reports of vandalism and harassment against me and they were saying, "Move." I had said, "But I have already moved. I moved from Oregon to Washington."
We have been forced to relocate, repeatedly, and I've had, on my own testimony, people verbally threatening me and who were telling me to "move" and get out of "their territory" several times. When I refused to move, we were tortured. And since they've gotten away with everything else, they're getting away with this continued torture as well.
I can testify that I identify and relate to being a victim of forced relocation. And then, when I didn't move like they told me to, and brought all these officials out to tell me to do, they kidnapped my son after torturing us first.
This is America?
I had felt, at the time, that I was being pressured to move because of hatred, religious persecution, and because I was already trying to sue for medical malpractice for me and my son, and we had an excellent case and they all knew it. The only State I could sue them in, was Washington State. And knowing what I did and could do over in Oregon state, they tried to force me to move.
When I refused, they tried cutting off my benefits and income, started making complaints about me, and tortured us. They later told me they had given me a "chance to move" and I had not taken it. They said it was my fault because I didn't take them up on the opportunity.
Two different officials in government jobs, directly told me to move:
1. A Wenatchee police officer, who refused to take my report as I stood there crying after another tire slashing. He snarled, "MOVE if you don't like it." And that's when I said, crying, "I already moved. Where am I supposed to go? Why aren't you guys taking reports of what is happening here?" I told him I was not moving and I wasn't going to be pushed out. He had dark hair (not super short), tall man. I could give a name and pick his face out. At the time, I believe I had discovered he was Catholic.
2. Judge John Bridges' wife. Judge John Bridges is one of the longest-term Judges and he hates me. Other Judges do too. He is Catholic. His wife works for CPS. Before any torture ever began against me and my son, she came out to our house. She came out with another woman and said her name and that she wanted to come in. I was polite and said my son was napping and another time would be better and if she wanted to come in, I would like to see a warrant. I did not know then that she was a Judge's wife. Instead of coming back again, I was put in touch with my social worker (for normal benefits--it's not child protective services). This worker was Tina Thornton and her husband was, I believe, a cop. She told me this woman, Mary (?) Bridges, had called her and was making me an offer. I said, "An offer?" She said yes, that Ms. Bridges wanted her (Thornton) to relay to me that she and CPS were making me an offer to leave the State of Washington with my son. I said, "I've never heard of that before." She said it was sometimes done. I said, "Well why is she having you tell me instead of her?" and Thornton said she didn't know but it didn't matter and they were offering me a "relocation package" including the money for traveling expenses, to move to the State of Utah.
I wasn't being accused of being a bad mom. And I wasn't being investigated. My son and I were not even being tortured yet. We were being asked to MOVE. All expenses paid, by The State of Washington.
I thought about it and told everyone..."How am I supposed to find a lawyer for my medical malpractice case if we move out of State?" Both I and my son had a solid case. If I was to recover any money for our damages, I had to file a lawsuit in the State of Washington. My lawyer or law firm would have to be State of Washington.
So I told my counselor, who I didn't know was best friends with Thornton--I'm staying here and I'm trying to find a law firm. Everyone knew I was looking for lawyers.
And after we refused to move out of Washington State, Washington State allowed others to torture us to the point of almost death. I was blacking out, it was that severe. Or, almost blacking out, and having to call ER. If anyone was subjected to the levels of torture we endured, for about 10 minutes, and then tried to imagine a child and woman enduring this every night and part of the day, for months, how do you think we are even alive and in our right minds today?
They are still torturing, just not to that degree. Not to the point of blackouts and screaming children and cats having uncontrollable explosive diarrhea and having their bodies warped for life.
So one theme I see from this cable is one of religious persecution, torture, and forced relocation. I can relate absolutely. Just because I don't have scars on my face from a beating, doesn't mean we have not been, and are not still, victims of horrific crimes of torture. You have no idea. We have suffered almost all of the same things I read about in this cable.
After I turned down the relocation package offered by the State of Washington, I was then faced with being cut off of benefits, kicked out of housing, and had my ability to drive to Seattle blocked when DSHS (the State) refused to reiumburse me for my mileage like they promised.
Which is why I had then looked up forced relocation movements in history at my house on Methow, online. I looked up Ontario, Canada and saw how whole populations had been forced to move and frozen out of work and the powers cut them off from everything. I read about Ireland. I was especially interested in hate crimes and religious persecution.
Not only was the "offer" made, and pressure applied, but the contact had already been made in The State of Utah. Is this a bribe? Or is this good reason to question how someone knew I should leave the state before something else happened? Because it kinda sounds like someone knew what might happen next and yet WHO have they told? Did they tell someone while they knew we were being tortured? Don't sue, and our deal will be...shhhhh...we won't torture them...sshhhhh.
My mom remembers Deanna Elliot. She was one of my mother's best friends. And she died of cancer. While married to Judge John Bridges. I guess his new wife is a reeeeaaal winner.
Kinda reminds me of my good Uncle Jim and Aunt Ruthie. Ruthie was amazing. And she died of cancer. Then, right around the time I was blabbing my mouth about my poor Uncle Jim who was our family millionaire/billionaire (by marriage) the next thing I find out is he's been married off again. A honeypot entered the picture, right after I was telling tons of people about him. I never meant for it to be a harm. I was too young and didn't know what some greedy political parties and religious groups will do just to get a man with money in his pocket. I had NO idea. I said to my Nana and Great Aunts, after meeting this "new woman" (socialite), "She is definitely not Ruthie." and I said there was something hard and steely in the eyes of this other one. I believe I even looked her up at a later date and found she was connected to Catholic Charities or something like that. There was some odd connection to a group that was later a huge adversary. I unwittingly tipped a bad group off about a millionaire-billionaire and she just "showed up". Right time, right place. My Nana and Great Aunts (smart, smart women) sat there watching The Young & The Restless and invited me to join and we just talked about Ruthie and how I remember Nana's eyes snapping with fire to think of the hooligan socialite that took her place. It was politics. I didn't know I was psychic sometimes, back then, but I picked up on something instantly and I knew something was very political and very wrong. I had found a bad woman in a good man's house. She knew how to decorate. And how to put out the right plates and entertain. And that was about IT. I sized up the Devil woman in about 15 minutes. She didn't like me either. She stared at me with these very sharp and calculating eyes and I knew, "She is worried about me for some reason...and I don't know why..." That was in...hmm, about 1994 I believe. Right before my big Who's Who's entrance into a later "last gasp" moment with my auto accident in 1995. (love zegeb consulate title from UK). Go ahead. Check out the rich bitch in Naples, Florida. Oh, my Nana. She had a good eye. She had this firm lip and didn't say much but her eyes said everything. Ruthie Howard. She married Lebious Garrett. But her maiden name was Howard. Her eyes lit up when I gave my estimation of Jim's frau ho, and then they were just dancing and later crackling with fire. And the other women-an unspoken look around of quiet agreement and firm "yes. that's right. we know. and you picked up on it so we know you are intuitive." My Nana ended up dying without being able to tell one aunt a huge secret. She said she couldn't say it over the phone or in writing--it had to be in person. But she passed away before they reached her. I wonder if Jim's wife was around the corner. I saw several of my rich family or other friends being greeted and approached by a lot of people later, after I stupidly said something to people I thought would never say a word. Now I know, if there is a single billionaire out there...single? forks drop, groups rush together to find out where they live, what they do, and if they can think of a good friend to introduce them to. We've got a reeeel swordfish from Florida. With all the related Bradley trappings one could ask for.
So right after this, I made several requests, in writing, to the AG offices and to the DSHS offices, for copies of all DSHS records about me.
And at that time, there was not one complaint against me, and no investigation.
I made over 10 written requests, signed, filled out their form, and not once did they give me any records. They started torturing me. And it was around this time or earlier that I saw old litigation opponents and lawyers from Oregon, driving through Wenatchee, WA with an interest in me.
My medical malpractice claim was bad enough (our damages were) that it was probably worth close to at least 1 million and most likely, more. I was first forced out of a $50,000 settlement for someone doing a hit-and-run and injuring my knee. How was I forced out? Oregon and Washington opponents of me worked together. They didn't want me to have $50,000 because they were afraid I was going to revive my lawsuits with it. And they knew this by my conversations with Schneider and others. The $50,000 was really low for the damages, and they all knew it, so it was pretty much guaranteed it was all going to be mine. But they put me in jail on a false charge of harming my grandmother, of all things.
14 days in jail while pregnant with my son. On a false charge.
Now, my hearing for Appeal is for September 14, 2011, almost the same date that Oregon and Washington first colluded to have my car unlawfully towed from me, to strand me, and then made a false charge to put me in jail right at the time they knew I was going to file for my money and it was near the expiration date for doing so.
Judge Warren was Catholic. He was the one who put out a false suspension on my driver's license to have my vehicle towed. Worked for Catholic Charities as did his wife and they knew John Kaempf and other old adversaries I had from litigation in Oregon, who were also involved or on the Board of Catholic Charities.
It was around this time that although there were issues with my family, I didn't realize what was being done to them. And this is after I had reported Raul Bujanda and Armando Garza with the FBI in Portland and was told Armando Garza had just made a big bust in Coos Bay, minutes away from where my parents were.
There has been a lot of retaliation.
I know what religious persecution is. I know what hate looks like. I know how it feels to be forced to relocate. And I have felt the effects of torture and seen what's been done to my son ever since 9 months of age or so.
What I don't understand, is why the U.S. has allowed these human rights violations to occur on their own soil. First I was being forced to move from state to state. Then, once they started torturing me, they never stopped. They only stopped for the man from Colombia and the people who backed him. I guess, friends of the enemy, because no one helped me when I didn't go through with a marriage. And ever since, I have thought, it is as if someone thinks that if they continue to torture me, I will ...what? call him up? or what exactly?
Some of the guys involved in managing the torture are Irish. I know this because I know that's partly who has been controlling the technology efforts against us. It was strange to find out much later that Wenatchee is not from the Native Americans. It's from the Irish.
First they tried to force me out of Washington, and I wouldn't leave. So they tortured us. Then they wanted me to marry a Colombian to...move to Colombia?
So they keep up the torture and what is the rationale? That if they torture me here long enough they hope I will leave the country again, like when I left for Canada? And where are they trying to force me out to? I started realizing I get about 1 month in a new place and that's it. So who, in the U.S., is being allowed to even do this? Can't the good people in the government get a handle on it?
I guess they want to use all their crappy govt. psychics on me first and then want to force me out so they can really have fun & games. First I get to be the caged lab rat, and then they want to put me out in the wild again, but this time, a new country, where they can track my every movement and make educated guesses and...what? trade tips with psychics for another country? Isn't that "human trafficking"?
Cablegate on Wiki ("Site undergoing maintenance")
All I know is, this is important. I would recommend downloading these files for later viewing, in case someone tries to take it down.
I just went online to read the Cablegates and someone is messing with things already. I tried going to U.S. category and it was slow and things were saying redacted and then I went to the Confidential tab and it said "site undergoing maintenance."
I just went online to read the Cablegates and someone is messing with things already. I tried going to U.S. category and it was slow and things were saying redacted and then I went to the Confidential tab and it said "site undergoing maintenance."
Printer Problems (at my case deadline)
Here we go again. The same corrupt groups tampering with equipment for my legal case.
I am making a motion to extend time for my case. Complete with declarations.
I told my law firm I was doing this and about what time, sending an email. Ever since I sent that email, my mother's printer has been disappearing from her computer.
And then her workplace printer went out at the same time and they are not able to fix it and I guess, they are literally having to replace a large printer or something and it's going to take "days".
?
Every single court case I have ever had, TO DATE, has been obstructed in a similiar manner.
The "printer problem" is about as old of a move as Margaret Thatcher's ...something was coming to mind, but anyway.
They started doing this when I had filed my lawsuits in Oregon. They fried, literally, over 4-5 of my printers.
Then, I guess that's when frying printers wasn't fun anymore. So they moved on to frying people.
Anytime a potential legal issue has come up, these same people go way beyond defense in "anticipation of a lawsuit" or "pre-litigation protective measures." They have been committing the most incredible crimes. Then they use other excuses for their cover.
But it has always come up and been at its worst, at any possible idea I might sue.
Then, it's not even about what if I sue anymore. They've just committed crimes over possible lawsuits and then, from there, it's crime after crime just to COVER for the original crimes to begin with.
They're not even committing crimes for a reason anymore. They're committing crime because they feel they have to, to intimidate and silence witnesses. They know the first things they did were wrong, but that what will put them in jail is what they did to cover for others.
So yeah, here we go again. Same old story.
I have 14 days before a trial and I've been unable to print anything for over a week. Maybe more than a week. I think it's more than a week. And I cannot afford to pay for printing elsewhere but at the two locations where printers are again being fryed and "disappearing" over and over. My mom will spend 3 hours on the phone to have her printer removed by someone an hour later.
This didn't just happen to me. This also allegedly happened to one of my lawyer's offices when they represented me. All of a sudden their printers and all email was down--their email being rerouted to Mazatlan and Timbuctu.
So I'm not giving up.
I've made out one declaration draft, found some Appellate court rules to use, and making out another declaration and the court will have to know there was no possible way for me to file sooner and I need an extension of time.
I have not asked for even ONE extension.
I am entitled to an extension, esp. when my lawyers refused to communicate with me and didn't send me discovery or even let me know what they were doing when they should have. I mean, if I have additional materials for the court to consider, or need to bring something to the court's attention, I should have the right to do this.
And for another thing, I have ample grounds for why it has not even been possible for me to attend to legal matters, when I'm being drugged, poisoned, and hospitalized left and right. Well, you see, your Honor, they were really trying to get at Osama bin ladin and they believed I was a pawn. And, well, I had intelligence people all over me, just because I talked with some representatives of other countries and was talking about political asylum. And yeah, the FBI gets off snorting cocaine in the FBI bathrooms in Seattle, so that's why I was having some problems even showing up alive. Anyway. So yeah. And now at the end-game, when I'm coming off of some serious medications and crap and still not feeling like myself and still feeling I'm not back to me...I'm at least trying and I think you should see something...
1. Withheld Evidence.
2. Medical Abatement argument for being repeatedly hospitalized for miscarriage problems (no lawyer has touched on this).
3. Punishment over English royalty (WTF?)
4. My son's medical records and health (I've heard he has cancer but DSHS and the FBI don't want me to know)
5. Oh, and here is stuff from Wikileaks I thought you might want to see.
And yeah, they're telling my son he isn't "special". I guess it's because they are calling him a half-breed or something like that. So I've had my mind on a lot of things, Your Honor, like
Stayin' Alive.
Oh yeah. Do you want to hear the song? Because I could play it for you in court and everything but I'm sorry I don't have any pictures because the CIA stole my old laptop after it was given to police by a military idiot. He even came into town "special" for it.
But I guess what I'll start out with is the fact that someone is sabotaging the printers at the same time and we're all supposed to say "things happen!" and "it's a coincidence!"
Right. If 1 dream means nothing but 3 times you have the same dream, it might mean something, how about...
8 times in a row my printers have been sabotaged at crucial legal points (not to mention I've been drugged too).
Oh, and no one ever stole every single cell phone I ever owned after I went out with the Chief Strategist for the military. I'm sure the DOJ isn't rotten to the core.
So while I have the FBI and CIA allowing me to be called crazy, I get away with shooting down all their great psychic spies and stuff, by exposing them to other countries that know I'm not crazy. You sure can't accuse me of espionage if I'm crazy. So I'm going to make the most of that while I have a short lifespan left on the crazy category. Because we all know, heaven forbid I start "outing" people when others feel I'm "back to normal" or "stable" or maybe not being tortured. So this "crazy time" is my Get Out Of Jail Free card for exposing D.C., MD, VA, WA, OR, BC, whoever I want. I think someone really wants me to travel now but I'm going to have more fun here. Not that I haven't been treated like a terrorist or spy already. They treated me worse than a terrorist or spy, and then they want to call me crazy too. So now that I'm OUT of jail, I'm uh..not going back on a false charge again, anytime soon.
I would think the best thing is to return my son and allow everyone to go back to normal.
My son is not going to be a soldier for the mafia, and he's not going to be a soldier for the WA law enforcement, and he's not going to be a soldier for the CIA either.
Hmm. Diana the loose cannon. Nah. I want the title.
"Loose Cannon." I like the way that rings.
I wonder what my code name is. I hope it's not "Stinker".
My mom said she had to show clients a house. I said which ones. She said why, it doesn't matter. I said I wanted to know if they were from out of the state or not. She wouldn't say. They asked why. I said I had a guess and I wanted to know if it was right. They said what's your guess. I said I'm not telling. I asked what state they were from. She said it really didn't matter and I said, going out the door, "Did you let them know we don't have tennis courts in Coquille?" Silence. No one laughing anymore. (Hmm. They WERE laughing. Now they're NOT laughing)....She said, I hardly think tennis courts is an issue with them.
Okay, sure. You say so. Whatever.
I think I have 2 more to go on the 10-down list. Maybe TN people. I'll fill in some things on what I've written already, a little later. I'm stopping at 10 for now.
Then I want my son back. And then I will never have to make another list of 10 again.
I am making a motion to extend time for my case. Complete with declarations.
I told my law firm I was doing this and about what time, sending an email. Ever since I sent that email, my mother's printer has been disappearing from her computer.
And then her workplace printer went out at the same time and they are not able to fix it and I guess, they are literally having to replace a large printer or something and it's going to take "days".
?
Every single court case I have ever had, TO DATE, has been obstructed in a similiar manner.
The "printer problem" is about as old of a move as Margaret Thatcher's ...something was coming to mind, but anyway.
They started doing this when I had filed my lawsuits in Oregon. They fried, literally, over 4-5 of my printers.
Then, I guess that's when frying printers wasn't fun anymore. So they moved on to frying people.
Anytime a potential legal issue has come up, these same people go way beyond defense in "anticipation of a lawsuit" or "pre-litigation protective measures." They have been committing the most incredible crimes. Then they use other excuses for their cover.
But it has always come up and been at its worst, at any possible idea I might sue.
Then, it's not even about what if I sue anymore. They've just committed crimes over possible lawsuits and then, from there, it's crime after crime just to COVER for the original crimes to begin with.
They're not even committing crimes for a reason anymore. They're committing crime because they feel they have to, to intimidate and silence witnesses. They know the first things they did were wrong, but that what will put them in jail is what they did to cover for others.
So yeah, here we go again. Same old story.
I have 14 days before a trial and I've been unable to print anything for over a week. Maybe more than a week. I think it's more than a week. And I cannot afford to pay for printing elsewhere but at the two locations where printers are again being fryed and "disappearing" over and over. My mom will spend 3 hours on the phone to have her printer removed by someone an hour later.
This didn't just happen to me. This also allegedly happened to one of my lawyer's offices when they represented me. All of a sudden their printers and all email was down--their email being rerouted to Mazatlan and Timbuctu.
So I'm not giving up.
I've made out one declaration draft, found some Appellate court rules to use, and making out another declaration and the court will have to know there was no possible way for me to file sooner and I need an extension of time.
I have not asked for even ONE extension.
I am entitled to an extension, esp. when my lawyers refused to communicate with me and didn't send me discovery or even let me know what they were doing when they should have. I mean, if I have additional materials for the court to consider, or need to bring something to the court's attention, I should have the right to do this.
And for another thing, I have ample grounds for why it has not even been possible for me to attend to legal matters, when I'm being drugged, poisoned, and hospitalized left and right. Well, you see, your Honor, they were really trying to get at Osama bin ladin and they believed I was a pawn. And, well, I had intelligence people all over me, just because I talked with some representatives of other countries and was talking about political asylum. And yeah, the FBI gets off snorting cocaine in the FBI bathrooms in Seattle, so that's why I was having some problems even showing up alive. Anyway. So yeah. And now at the end-game, when I'm coming off of some serious medications and crap and still not feeling like myself and still feeling I'm not back to me...I'm at least trying and I think you should see something...
1. Withheld Evidence.
2. Medical Abatement argument for being repeatedly hospitalized for miscarriage problems (no lawyer has touched on this).
3. Punishment over English royalty (WTF?)
4. My son's medical records and health (I've heard he has cancer but DSHS and the FBI don't want me to know)
5. Oh, and here is stuff from Wikileaks I thought you might want to see.
And yeah, they're telling my son he isn't "special". I guess it's because they are calling him a half-breed or something like that. So I've had my mind on a lot of things, Your Honor, like
Stayin' Alive.
Oh yeah. Do you want to hear the song? Because I could play it for you in court and everything but I'm sorry I don't have any pictures because the CIA stole my old laptop after it was given to police by a military idiot. He even came into town "special" for it.
But I guess what I'll start out with is the fact that someone is sabotaging the printers at the same time and we're all supposed to say "things happen!" and "it's a coincidence!"
Right. If 1 dream means nothing but 3 times you have the same dream, it might mean something, how about...
8 times in a row my printers have been sabotaged at crucial legal points (not to mention I've been drugged too).
Oh, and no one ever stole every single cell phone I ever owned after I went out with the Chief Strategist for the military. I'm sure the DOJ isn't rotten to the core.
So while I have the FBI and CIA allowing me to be called crazy, I get away with shooting down all their great psychic spies and stuff, by exposing them to other countries that know I'm not crazy. You sure can't accuse me of espionage if I'm crazy. So I'm going to make the most of that while I have a short lifespan left on the crazy category. Because we all know, heaven forbid I start "outing" people when others feel I'm "back to normal" or "stable" or maybe not being tortured. So this "crazy time" is my Get Out Of Jail Free card for exposing D.C., MD, VA, WA, OR, BC, whoever I want. I think someone really wants me to travel now but I'm going to have more fun here. Not that I haven't been treated like a terrorist or spy already. They treated me worse than a terrorist or spy, and then they want to call me crazy too. So now that I'm OUT of jail, I'm uh..not going back on a false charge again, anytime soon.
I would think the best thing is to return my son and allow everyone to go back to normal.
My son is not going to be a soldier for the mafia, and he's not going to be a soldier for the WA law enforcement, and he's not going to be a soldier for the CIA either.
Hmm. Diana the loose cannon. Nah. I want the title.
"Loose Cannon." I like the way that rings.
I wonder what my code name is. I hope it's not "Stinker".
My mom said she had to show clients a house. I said which ones. She said why, it doesn't matter. I said I wanted to know if they were from out of the state or not. She wouldn't say. They asked why. I said I had a guess and I wanted to know if it was right. They said what's your guess. I said I'm not telling. I asked what state they were from. She said it really didn't matter and I said, going out the door, "Did you let them know we don't have tennis courts in Coquille?" Silence. No one laughing anymore. (Hmm. They WERE laughing. Now they're NOT laughing)....She said, I hardly think tennis courts is an issue with them.
Okay, sure. You say so. Whatever.
I think I have 2 more to go on the 10-down list. Maybe TN people. I'll fill in some things on what I've written already, a little later. I'm stopping at 10 for now.
Then I want my son back. And then I will never have to make another list of 10 again.
Statement for Additional Grounds for Review
Statement for Additional Grounds for Review
Generally
A defendant/appellant in review of a criminal case may file a pro se statement of additional grounds for review to identify and discuss those matters which the defendant/appellant believes have not been adequately addressed by the brief filed by the defendant/appellant’s counsel.
Timeline
The statement of additional grounds for review should be filed within 30 days after service upon the defendant/appellant of the brief prepared by the defendant/appellant’s counsel and the mailing of a notice from the clerk of the appellate court advising the defendant/appellant of the substance of rule 10.10. If within 30 days after service of the brief prepared by defendant/appellant’s counsel, defendant/appellant requests a copy of the verbatim report of proceedings from defendant/appellant’s counsel, counsel should promptly serve a copy of the verbatim report of proceedings on the defendant/appellant and should file in the appellate court proof of such service. The pro se statement of additional grounds for review should then be filed within 30 days after service of the verbatim report of proceedings. The clerk will advise all parties if the defendant/ appellant files a statement of additional grounds for review.
Content
See sample notice
Format Specifications: RAP 10.3 (d); 10.4
Corresponding RAP Rules: 10.1, 10.2, 10.3, 10.4, 10.5, 10.6, 10.7, 13.7, 16.10(d)
Form: Yes (form of statement of additional grounds for review)
Generally
A defendant/appellant in review of a criminal case may file a pro se statement of additional grounds for review to identify and discuss those matters which the defendant/appellant believes have not been adequately addressed by the brief filed by the defendant/appellant’s counsel.
Timeline
The statement of additional grounds for review should be filed within 30 days after service upon the defendant/appellant of the brief prepared by the defendant/appellant’s counsel and the mailing of a notice from the clerk of the appellate court advising the defendant/appellant of the substance of rule 10.10. If within 30 days after service of the brief prepared by defendant/appellant’s counsel, defendant/appellant requests a copy of the verbatim report of proceedings from defendant/appellant’s counsel, counsel should promptly serve a copy of the verbatim report of proceedings on the defendant/appellant and should file in the appellate court proof of such service. The pro se statement of additional grounds for review should then be filed within 30 days after service of the verbatim report of proceedings. The clerk will advise all parties if the defendant/ appellant files a statement of additional grounds for review.
Content
See sample notice
Format Specifications: RAP 10.3 (d); 10.4
Corresponding RAP Rules: 10.1, 10.2, 10.3, 10.4, 10.5, 10.6, 10.7, 13.7, 16.10(d)
Form: Yes (form of statement of additional grounds for review)
Impression of door and boy's hands.
I decided to write 2 impressions I've had recently.
Last night before I fell asleep I saw boys hands (forearms and hands, and they were tan or light brown) by a river or small stream. He put a pile of stones together and then stacked branches of wood across the top. And then he decided to move it and rearranged it at another part of the stream or water. It was in the water. The stones were round stones and seemed smooth and they were in the water and then the branches were laid across like starting a miniature fire but I saw no fire. I pretty much thought it was my son, but I had the impression last night late, but before midnight. I saw him change it and move the whole thing over. It wasn't huge. It was like a pile of stones and then small branches across and criss-crossed. I haven't been around anyone doing this, nor have I seen it in a movie.
The last movie I started was "Blood Diamond" and I stopped it at the part where the Englishman asks Jennifer Connelly if she's an American reporter. She says, "I wonder how much trouble I'd get into if I wrote about this..." or something like that and after he asks if she's a journalist and she says yes, he turns from her and says, "Piss Off."
And that's where I stopped it. I thought, "That is about right. Right there." And I've left it alone there for the last 2 days. And I'm okay with that, left right there for now. The "pregnant pause".
So the other impression I had was of a door opening and I saw it like it really happened but it didn't. It was a few days ago. I saw it in the early morning after the night where I saw the sci-fi movie and I sensed a bad feeling and then it lifted and I fell asleep. I woke up to a door opening and I saw the door, the light from the hallway, or outside, and everything. And then, because I was awake, I sat up a little bc I was trying to think who would use a key to come into my place at that hour, early dawn, while it was still dark out, and when I sat up to look better, it was gone. That is maybe one of the closest things to a vision or hallucination (but it wasn't hallucinating) or something outside of reality that I've ever seen. I saw it, and I was awake, and then I sat up and it vanished. Later, I realized, it couldn't have been my own door. I realized it had not been MY door that I saw, as something from reality and tangible and before me with my eyes open and no longer dreaming and thinking enough to be still and afraid. I was afraid and didn't move at first because I wondered who it was. No one should have been opening that door at that time, and I didn't hear a key first. So I laid there, still, and looking, and seeing the door open and cracked wide enough that light was coming through and then I got over being afraid and I sat up to look better and then it was gone, vanished. No door closed and I didn't hear it closed. It was like a true-to-life "vision" (but didn't seem religious, I mean, who knows...) and I reacted in my awoken state naturally and then it was vanished. Which was the weird part. So I laid back down and thought about it and was going to get up but I decided to go back to sleep. I hadn't heard the door shut, and it's a loud door when it shuts, it just "vanished", so I wasn't afraid to fall back asleep without inspecting further.
I knew it wasn't my own door because of the direction the door opened.
It was in the same place as my door, same height approximately, or taller, but a standard door size. But instead of opening OUT, as my own door opens, this door that I saw being opened, opened IN.
I think that's enough info. I wrote about how I was lying on the ground, not on my bed or couch, and that's not being nuts, it was trying to get away from torture because someone was using something that affected the N. side of my place and it was better on the S. side that night.
This is what they have done to me and my son.
Last night before I fell asleep I saw boys hands (forearms and hands, and they were tan or light brown) by a river or small stream. He put a pile of stones together and then stacked branches of wood across the top. And then he decided to move it and rearranged it at another part of the stream or water. It was in the water. The stones were round stones and seemed smooth and they were in the water and then the branches were laid across like starting a miniature fire but I saw no fire. I pretty much thought it was my son, but I had the impression last night late, but before midnight. I saw him change it and move the whole thing over. It wasn't huge. It was like a pile of stones and then small branches across and criss-crossed. I haven't been around anyone doing this, nor have I seen it in a movie.
The last movie I started was "Blood Diamond" and I stopped it at the part where the Englishman asks Jennifer Connelly if she's an American reporter. She says, "I wonder how much trouble I'd get into if I wrote about this..." or something like that and after he asks if she's a journalist and she says yes, he turns from her and says, "Piss Off."
And that's where I stopped it. I thought, "That is about right. Right there." And I've left it alone there for the last 2 days. And I'm okay with that, left right there for now. The "pregnant pause".
So the other impression I had was of a door opening and I saw it like it really happened but it didn't. It was a few days ago. I saw it in the early morning after the night where I saw the sci-fi movie and I sensed a bad feeling and then it lifted and I fell asleep. I woke up to a door opening and I saw the door, the light from the hallway, or outside, and everything. And then, because I was awake, I sat up a little bc I was trying to think who would use a key to come into my place at that hour, early dawn, while it was still dark out, and when I sat up to look better, it was gone. That is maybe one of the closest things to a vision or hallucination (but it wasn't hallucinating) or something outside of reality that I've ever seen. I saw it, and I was awake, and then I sat up and it vanished. Later, I realized, it couldn't have been my own door. I realized it had not been MY door that I saw, as something from reality and tangible and before me with my eyes open and no longer dreaming and thinking enough to be still and afraid. I was afraid and didn't move at first because I wondered who it was. No one should have been opening that door at that time, and I didn't hear a key first. So I laid there, still, and looking, and seeing the door open and cracked wide enough that light was coming through and then I got over being afraid and I sat up to look better and then it was gone, vanished. No door closed and I didn't hear it closed. It was like a true-to-life "vision" (but didn't seem religious, I mean, who knows...) and I reacted in my awoken state naturally and then it was vanished. Which was the weird part. So I laid back down and thought about it and was going to get up but I decided to go back to sleep. I hadn't heard the door shut, and it's a loud door when it shuts, it just "vanished", so I wasn't afraid to fall back asleep without inspecting further.
I knew it wasn't my own door because of the direction the door opened.
It was in the same place as my door, same height approximately, or taller, but a standard door size. But instead of opening OUT, as my own door opens, this door that I saw being opened, opened IN.
I think that's enough info. I wrote about how I was lying on the ground, not on my bed or couch, and that's not being nuts, it was trying to get away from torture because someone was using something that affected the N. side of my place and it was better on the S. side that night.
This is what they have done to me and my son.
Assange
First I want to write about what I made for dinner last night. I think I got up to my soybean, blackbean, mashed, and acorn lunch. Then I later had a kale, chard, lettuce, walnut and gorgonzola salad with olive oil and balsamic vinegar. And after this, I made a plate of black beans smothered with fresh diced jalapenos, white oniion, tomato, and a lot of tumeric, with a few cubes of sharp cheddar cheese. And somewhere during the day I ground up raw steel oats and drank an oatmeal drink raw. I ate some blackberries plain too.
This morning I had tea, toast with marmalade, and a raw oatmeal drink.
So I got up and saw Assange news on CNN and clicked on a lot of links about him (now that my mind is coming back from a drug-induced fugue/hague/something like that.
I read today's CNN news, and old news and saw something about prosecutors hiding evidence from him but sharing it with news media. And I thought, hmm, like my son. But I am not passing any full judgement one way or the other, though there are several points to follow.
I read about how Sweden has an extradition treaty with the U.S. and I fully agree that this is the open door prosecutors in the U.S. Absolutely. Not only that, they clearly stated intentions to pursue investigation and charges amounting to even "espionage". So um...yeah, I can see why he's arguing against being extradited. Sort of like, "Well, if I did it, why don't you come over here and we can go through the case in the UK." Handing him to Sweden is handing him to the U.S. And whether or not he committed any crimes of sexual nature, while these deserve their day in court, if the system works correctly, he also deserves all discovery and I fail to see why he must go to Sweden. He almost has a political asylum claim, if anything. I mean, harbor someone from accusations? No. But hand someone over to their own personal and political Yodak?
Then I remember reading something about how so-and-so isn't the Expolary (? town name) bell.
Which was kind of funny because then I wanted to sit outside with my laptop and I was first going to sit at a picnic table. There were 2 extension cords and to make my laptop reach I had to use them so I plugged one in and noticed the cover to the outlet says "BELL". Just noticed because I had just been wondering about the bell statement. And I dragged the cord out to the table but decided to sit on my porch instead so I dragged the second cord to my porch and plugged in there and now I had a little round glass outdoor patio table with chairs so I can type outdoors in the breeze and sunshine!
(Thinking on a totally different tangent, if I find out I've been sterilized against my will, like Carrie Bell, during my D&C surgery, there will be no end of it.)
At any rate, and then I put 2 coral pink colored carnations into a vase with 1 stargazer lily and a couple of branches of leaves from a nearby bush. I set my black bag with a notebook and papers in it on the other chair. It's a bag that's not a purse but I'm just using it. It says Parfums Givenchy on it.
And the first song I heard, when I decided to turn on the radio was:
Dontcha Wish Your Girlfriend Was Hot Like ME
I'm wearing my dark blue denim jeans, flip flops, sunglasses, and my "Available for Parties!" tee with Boo Boo on it. I noticed only today, while looking down at his fuzzy nose, that it's a brown nose. I had thought it was black but no, in the sun, it's brown. I thought, "Oh BOO BOO, you have a brown nose!" And then I decided to pray before I did anything next. And I got up and went to this area to pray and there was a mirror there and I looked and lo! I had a brown nose! I had two brown spots on my nose, because I had just tipped a jar of blackstrap molasses to chug a tsp. So I wiped the molasses off and then prayed.
(I think maybe I'm symbolically representing someone else today? Don't know. Anyway.)
There is a gorgeous cobweb next to me, larger in circumference than the palm of my hand and finely drawn. It made me think about the phrase "thermonuclear device". So I have to look that up.
I looked up the definition of thermonuclear from wikidefintion and it says the first thermonuclear reaction was in a star. It was brought about by heat. I was just sort of wondering what thermonuclear is, in general. Not a specific weapon, but generally. And then it has something to do with hydrogen as well. I have looked up thermonuclear, thermonuclear device, thermonuclear weapon, history of thermonuclear weapons, and finally, nuclear fusion.
And now I need to do some research on the topic of withheld evidence, for my case with my son.
This morning I had tea, toast with marmalade, and a raw oatmeal drink.
So I got up and saw Assange news on CNN and clicked on a lot of links about him (now that my mind is coming back from a drug-induced fugue/hague/something like that.
I read today's CNN news, and old news and saw something about prosecutors hiding evidence from him but sharing it with news media. And I thought, hmm, like my son. But I am not passing any full judgement one way or the other, though there are several points to follow.
I read about how Sweden has an extradition treaty with the U.S. and I fully agree that this is the open door prosecutors in the U.S. Absolutely. Not only that, they clearly stated intentions to pursue investigation and charges amounting to even "espionage". So um...yeah, I can see why he's arguing against being extradited. Sort of like, "Well, if I did it, why don't you come over here and we can go through the case in the UK." Handing him to Sweden is handing him to the U.S. And whether or not he committed any crimes of sexual nature, while these deserve their day in court, if the system works correctly, he also deserves all discovery and I fail to see why he must go to Sweden. He almost has a political asylum claim, if anything. I mean, harbor someone from accusations? No. But hand someone over to their own personal and political Yodak?
Then I remember reading something about how so-and-so isn't the Expolary (? town name) bell.
Which was kind of funny because then I wanted to sit outside with my laptop and I was first going to sit at a picnic table. There were 2 extension cords and to make my laptop reach I had to use them so I plugged one in and noticed the cover to the outlet says "BELL". Just noticed because I had just been wondering about the bell statement. And I dragged the cord out to the table but decided to sit on my porch instead so I dragged the second cord to my porch and plugged in there and now I had a little round glass outdoor patio table with chairs so I can type outdoors in the breeze and sunshine!
(Thinking on a totally different tangent, if I find out I've been sterilized against my will, like Carrie Bell, during my D&C surgery, there will be no end of it.)
At any rate, and then I put 2 coral pink colored carnations into a vase with 1 stargazer lily and a couple of branches of leaves from a nearby bush. I set my black bag with a notebook and papers in it on the other chair. It's a bag that's not a purse but I'm just using it. It says Parfums Givenchy on it.
And the first song I heard, when I decided to turn on the radio was:
Dontcha Wish Your Girlfriend Was Hot Like ME
I'm wearing my dark blue denim jeans, flip flops, sunglasses, and my "Available for Parties!" tee with Boo Boo on it. I noticed only today, while looking down at his fuzzy nose, that it's a brown nose. I had thought it was black but no, in the sun, it's brown. I thought, "Oh BOO BOO, you have a brown nose!" And then I decided to pray before I did anything next. And I got up and went to this area to pray and there was a mirror there and I looked and lo! I had a brown nose! I had two brown spots on my nose, because I had just tipped a jar of blackstrap molasses to chug a tsp. So I wiped the molasses off and then prayed.
(I think maybe I'm symbolically representing someone else today? Don't know. Anyway.)
There is a gorgeous cobweb next to me, larger in circumference than the palm of my hand and finely drawn. It made me think about the phrase "thermonuclear device". So I have to look that up.
I looked up the definition of thermonuclear from wikidefintion and it says the first thermonuclear reaction was in a star. It was brought about by heat. I was just sort of wondering what thermonuclear is, in general. Not a specific weapon, but generally. And then it has something to do with hydrogen as well. I have looked up thermonuclear, thermonuclear device, thermonuclear weapon, history of thermonuclear weapons, and finally, nuclear fusion.
And now I need to do some research on the topic of withheld evidence, for my case with my son.
I decided to try to photograph the cobweb and what my arm looks like now, because I described how the mark turned brown and then white-pink where it's healing. The one of the sun shows the most of the cobweb but you can only see a few strings and it's a flat angle and it is really hard to capture with this laptop. Maybe at dusk it will be better.
Yesterday before I went off about what's been done to my family, I didn't mention that prior to that, I had gone into my parents house and someone was using the same thing there, targeting it, as was used on me and my son, non-stop, for months. The pain was unbearable and I noticed it--the ache in my lower back and lower stomach, immediately. I thought it was the laptop but when I moved away, it still was there. It was a whole area and it caused severe, severe, and excruciating pain and if there is any miracle in my life, it's that my son and I escaped alive. We were both permanently damaged. But it is amazing that we lived at all, and NO ONE can say that I don't know what Yodak is like.
What I have been through, is as bad or possibly, in some cases, depending on the person and how they're treated at Yodak, it was possibly even worse for my family. And this is supposed to be America.
Now I'm dumped off after being drugged and poisoned and mocked, and expected to try to get my son back.
I need people like Assange or others, who informants that are concerned about human life, feel they can go to and share information and not be discovered. We need people in this world who are brave enough to expose horrendous crimes against life. Who else can relate to the torture I know? Maybe some in my family and maybe others, but not very many. And they chose me because they had crimes of their own to cover up and this looked like a great excuse to torture.
The mark on my arm was nothing. I was hardly hurting when that happened. What you can't see, on my outward body but which disordered the inside of my body, there is no measure for the pain. 1-10? It was a 10.
Don't EVER talk down to me about how I can't compare myself to survivors of the "holocaust" or Yodak prisoners. I can relate and it's no exaggeration and God knows. And they did this to my SON. I remember someone writing in to my blog, almost 2 years ago, and intelligent, and say they felt "offended" that I compared what I have been through to the "holocaust" because they had family that was there and how dare I.
How dare YOU insult ME, MY family, and GOD?
You are like the child walking blind with his hand stretched out.
Either you are blind, or you want others to walk in darkness and not see the truth.
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