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I am bringing this blog to an end. I do not like children draping themselves upon each other in the company of adults at the ' bequest of what only amounts to be technology, and not of the mind. A complete misuse of what should be used to help them, when the ' veil ' is lifted and they learn that it is perverts that they are imitating. I do not support the gay movement, now understood by the ' wise ' as Pedophilia. Exampled by today's young victims.

I will leave a few posts up for awhile.

I debated the idea of just highlighting what I thought to be important.

The comment about ' snuff film ' is something that was already posted at one point, and have already gone through while engaged in conversation with a person in Scottsdale, Az. We were talking at a storage facility, topic's primarily his prior occupations and people that he had ' met ' and or ' worked ' for.

Major Ed Danes once said, " You don't want a pedophile in your head." Late night radio, Coast to Coast,AM. Art Bell was the host, I forgot the date.

A great deal of what is' in ' today for youth, is also the path to untold horrors beyond comprehension cultivating in what I ' saw ' through that person in Arizona. I believed it to be an ' imprint ' of some kind left by a person that he once knew to some extent. That original post is probably already gone. I do know that it isn't related to a story in Austin's papers about gang members, a young man and woman who almost did the same. ' This ' baby was executed after the ' act ( s ).

Hollywood does not ' compare,' as far as I know, this is beyond comprehension.

In this country for profit (!?!? ). You don't want this in your head, it took me a long time to get rid of it in mine.


This is the anger that I have for the older promoters of the ongoing ' sexual revolution.' It has now exceeded sex and or love and entered in the realms of that which there is almost no escape or rebound if ' entered.' Remember, Adults started this.


FAMILY-one concurrent line of generalized events

The mockery and insults of and relating/regarding my family has subsided somewhat, in Austin there were even look ' alikes,' my father, brother and one sister.

they seemed to be based on my pictures-key-my brother- look alikes were of a ' younger ' version of him. I stayed with him, not quite the same.

I know that in Albq.,NM, that someone ether video taped or took pictures of everything in the house.

G-d forbid that Mr. Lent is right about satellite technology.

I know for a fact that it is real in ' real time,' " Why are you going to read that book?" " What are you going to do with the tape?" " Why are you taking that to your room?", all questioning my actions at the time. Phillips TV,Disk, Phillips radio as examples.

' Mental footprints,' are what I found when I returned from T.J. Tucker's house.

If I am right it explains alot about El Paso, Austin and Scottsdale, Az. Everything that I owned including family photos ended up on the Internet at one time or another.

In the second round of attacks, what started it all almost from the beginning, was a persons head, real, who looked very much like ( 95 % ) my father. It was on a lavatory metal pan.

After the shock ( ' silence ' ), I could hear the threats.

Years before, while living on Charleston St. in Albq.,NM, I worked for ( along with another Air Traffic Controller,  Apt. maintenance ) County Floral co., The Price Club., a vendor, an employee once worked there, maybe still does, his head looked just like my father. He was a short man. A Vietnam Vet. I didn't know him, just helped unload the truck of flowers. I was fired for no reason the next time I showed up for work. Shitty part time job.

If that was him, what can I say. I never saw him again after that day, I showed him a picture of my father, there was almost no ' response.' He just looked off in the distance. What are the chances?


The international shit started before this, and the Cop shit, before 9-11. 

All the ' white hands ' that popped up after holding the world.
An old photo, when I thought my brother was in the hospital, it
was my father instead.

First art piece in Hawaii contained one rib. Along with the other
idems given of the sea, I built the ' piece.'
My ' feeling ' as to how my words and sight was being utilized
by other's, almost to the point of overlaped ' meaning and implyed
importance,' and misinformation to what I am all about was tought
about yesterday. The evil in this world and ' all keys to all gates ' to
Pandora given to what otherwise might of been children, inoscence
by the evil of adults, found a moment's rest in my mind.

A wave as if in answer to an inner question was given me.
Another rib given of ' her.' The ocean.

Just before the lose of my phone, CNN>COM. ' Hit.' Karry and
something else. This was already written on this blog, but to much
interferance, earlier. I almost slamed it down in front of bus terminal bench
Only CNN and Google know facts. My number was 218-260-8443. I
was going to keep it..