WARNINGS2+

The invisible warfare gave me the deathly slug-pneumonia again and I can barely see, walk or feed myself, lack of appetite exacerbated by lack of stores I can get snail-pace toddled to. Now they’re giving me nausea of I might have to leave even earlier than I’d thought. Last night they did all kinds of weird computer=plus “magic” dreams around this goat business and veiled threats that I’ll lose the blog because of those “Shahan-666’s” horror attacks onto me alone out here, in Houston, which is like a sprawling petroleum-paradigm gas station. Now I’m too sick to see what they’re threatening about Comments in the goat-area, can only try to look up Urbino right now, as being where that “Me-kill-angelos” might have come from, Francesco or Francisco d’Urbino, but whatever the specifics then insanely-conceited Him-kill-angelos then mass-reproduced itself and has been using me for that all my life.

I don’t notice anything there more than anywhere else, just the usual. I have to sign off and leave these people alone from this sickening sputum difficulty I’ve got. I think I’ll try camouflaging the controversial file with this one by copying this one from the bottom, because they’re just invisibly beating me up left and right, like Stan Lee from the Bronx or Manhattan’s famous 4 or however that goes, all over this LURE.

Urbino – transferred this to a project/portfolio page.

May 6, 2019, Monday, 5:45p.m., I got cut off again, monitor just going blank while I’m still signed-in syndrome. Everything’s going really badly and I’m back doing this imbecile thing with the “data” cord business. Only good thing is that, after all these years now, I finally got a regular permission on that Mendelsohn-Mies photo. However then I go back to this new Mic– Him-kill-angelo research and they’ve got him looking like some saint again. Reminds me to check for that “Mother’s Day” poem I’d seen some years ago by him.

https : //www . techhive . com/ article/ 246956/ burn_photos_to_a_dvd . html

https : //videotron . tmtx . ca/en/topic/alcatel_onetouchpixi345/transferring_pictures_and_videos_to_your_pc . html#step=3 — this one looks real useful.

May 8, 2019, Wednesday, I’ve still got so many of the same problems, it’s becoming chronic, suspended animation of the same dumb difficulties. Today I’m thinking of leaving here early from the trauma of getting caught in a thunderstorm between here and the room last night, like this torture was determined to make a big deal of the weather instead of that it’s just normal happenstance. The torture’s been way out of control for me and then got worse with that “ee-steer” time of the system’s calendar, that I got the slug-pneumonia so bad it might have killed me if things had been a little worse, like if I didn’t have so much experience with it already that I was able to expect how bad it would be; it nearly or might-could have killed me it was so bad this time, and I’m barely shaking it off a little now but there are these same-same stupid syndromes like this business of me thinking there’d be a way to download the smartphone photos to a dvd somehow and I just keep doing these same things like a moron every day now that I’m well enough to get back to the library. One way or another I have to empty what’s on the cellphone. I was looking to do it the tedious way of sitting here, months ago, and it’s like I’m back to having to try to do it that way again, compare what’s on the blog’s media library with what I’m trying to delete on the cellphone till I reach the end of that. The instructions above aren’t for a library’s computer, these things are set against people trying to do weird things like that on the public machines, equipment. If I make it back to the room early I guess I’d spend the evening trying to delete what I’m sure I won’t want. Then I’ve got this “thing” with that that Breakshot co-author wrote that he’d mailed my info to the Kenji Gallo guy, pseudonym last name I guess. How do I get that guy’s interest is on my mind, if that’s even possible to be gotten. That goes back around to this to this horror difficulty with this twitter cookies all the time and twitter platform cookies too, that I’d like to block those because my life is such a horror that those can’t be doing me any good whatever they always there are, right at the top of the cookies pile on me every day. — I checked it and I have to close that account, it isn’t anything except mess, entropy that doesn’t seem to have any connection to me except one useful comment back in 2016 about trying to find lynndie, by that jeremiah guy. For what entropy reason “the animals” have decided to close this down right now, i have to sign out.

11 May, Saturday, everything’s so terrible for me. I’m just kept inundated with garbage. The invisible-torture “Jomon” or director or what hasn’t changed much but when I’d just been so ill recently it’s like they tightened their claw-grip on me because I was so so defenseless, just weak and barely able to do this “suspended animation” passing the time as I’ve been recuperating from that worst of the slug-pneumonias, that I still can’t describe yet, because of all this being all alone, that it’s now gotten unbearable-level, that I don’t know a soul in this world. That this lifetime has been so unnatural like this, with this invisible “director” keeping away all normal people to keep me in this ill imprisonment for its Armageddon et al., world-takeover for its own kind and its boyfriend’s or what, etc. I looked up “St. Christopher” last night finally as there’s been not any other name for that Ghent Altarpiece character except that one place I’d read that that large red-cloaked figure has been called by that name, which is only one mention, and it turns out that I’m right across the street from a St. Christopher’s Church, 8150 as opposed to this library’s 8145 address, that it’s spooky like I walked into a full set up that had seemed like happenstance normalish life, finding the room and then that this is its local library branch.

May 13, Monday

“Pablito” da Valladolid by Velazquez, 1599-1660

I really believe that the system-makers had used to plant fertilized ovae into anywhere they could for growing their Armageddon-armies of copies of themselves, this Pablo, “Pablito” I’d nicknamed it to myself, being one example of a guy carrying a developing embryo. Then this “difficulty breathing” scam that I’ve been having since around 2014 largely seems to involve pain right where Pablito’s hand is over what I figure is the diaphragm area, as though the diaphragm is swollen and thereby blocking off the breathing somewhat or a similar interference in that area has become an all day long every day pain for me and I’m thinking it’s possible that the brain-eaters know how to find places in our past-lives memory banks where, as in this situation, my ancestors might have been force-carrying fetuses unnaturally like Pablito pictured here and calling up that recollection in my brain helps them to effect this medical difficulty onto me whereby they then claim that I have to have extra oxygen, which might be connected to an underworld ritual of their parasitic attachment onto me out here, this 24/7/365 horror. The pain has been calling to my mind that it feels like I should have a surgical knife’s deflating this airbag that causes the swollen feeling that causes the pain onto basically every step I try to take anymore, and that recalls the “Caesarian section” removal of fetuses and that’s what reminded me of this male pregnancy example of Pablito. There’s some sometimes-phenomenon that if I “guess” where a torture might come from it’s as though I’ve exorcised it and it’s removed, just disappears after I’ve guessed correctly, sometimes, so I thought I’d try to describe this and maybe this phony syndrome would be taken off of me. Mostly Dutch guys are the paintings I’d noticed where the males look to be carrying fetuses, me putting some in that attempt to describe the “Limitless” novel.

— check Giotto = innovator before van eyck = read this article: www . newyorker . com/magazine/2010/11/29/the-flip-side, by peter schjeldahl; predella messed up by jan van scorel and lancelot blondeel

wow, here’s another “St. Christopher, on the left, holding up the “Christ child.” It looks to me like the babe is holding a glass ball in its left hand:

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Jan van ScorelQ1442745 wikidata:Q1442745
Artist
Jan van Scorel: Q1442745
Object type painting
Description
Deutsch: Altarbild in der Pfarrkirche St. Martin zu Obervellach im Mölltal. Gemalt wurde dieses Bild vom niederländischen Maler Jan van Scorel. Der Altar zeigt im Rechten Flügel den Heiligen Christophorus im linken Flügel die Heilige Appolonia und im Mittelteil die Sippe Christi (hinter dem Jesuskind in der Bildmitte hat sich Scorel, schwarz gekleidet, selbst dargestellt) mit der Burg Falkenstein.
Date 16th century
Source/Photographer Self-photographed
Object location
46° 55′ 58.95″ N, 13° 12′ 06.91″ E Kartographer map based on OpenStreetMap. View all coordinates using: OpenStreetMap – Google Earth info Edit coordinates on Wikidata

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Public domain This work is in the public domain in its country of origin and other countries and areas where the copyright term is the author’s life plus 100 years or less.

 

What I’m really trying to do is to re-find an image of a predella by Jan van Eyck that I’d run across the other day to try to describe that while the Ghent Altarpiece has this nice appearance that the piece that shows the underground under there was damaged and has long been missing. Now they’ve got the name, Scorel, of the cleaner that had allegedly damaged it that badly or what, so it’s alot more material than I have time to get into right now.

https ://en . wikipedia . org/wiki/Beaune_Altarpiece

/commons . wikimedia . org/wiki/Category: Predellas

https : //en . wikipedia . org/wiki/Crucifixion_and_Last_Judgement_diptych

www . metmuseum . org/blogs/collection-insights/2019/jan-van-eyck-frames-crucifixion-last-judgment — = this looks real interesting, Feb. 2019, that they found alot of print around the edges of the frames and are trying to decode whatever all that is.

Check “Monuments Men” of the US army had found it after WWII, the Ghent Altarpiece. But as typical I can’t find that simple-seeming illustration I’d seen the other day when I was busy looking for something else, just that underneath the bucolic scene/s there are unlit dungeons with people hanging upside down to die for the “meat/energy/food” to support the bucolic scenes and the painting of them.

Check, Massoud: An intimate portrait of the legendary Afghan leader, by Marcela Grad, 2009, Webster University Press, St. Louis, MO = only copy is in New Braunfels.

check, wars against the “Aryans,” = airyans, spirits

Constant van Crombrugghe

Nathan S. Kline 1916-83, doctor

Geo. S. Kaufman 1898-1961

Photo credits: … Inside back cover: The Gainesville Sun, Tracy Wilcox. Photograph shows members of the FBI Jacksonville Evidence Response Team, including an officer from the Alachua County Sheriff’s Department. The team is transporting surveying equipment to a helicopter that was flown to the scene of double homicide in the Ocala National Forest outside of Ocala, Florida, in January 2006. — All other photographs and images are from the FBI collection.

F – B – you know what, Centennial, 1908-2008, PD because it’s a federal government publication, but this particular photo is incomplete.

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I have to finish trying to straighten out this later.

 

 

There’s a whole thing that that Loreto group that the “original St. Teresa” had been with is actually near Ancona, Italy, with just that group in Dublin and others around the world now but its home-base is a big deal of Loreto, Italy. Then, somehow I just found out, after all these years, since about 2007, of trying to learn about this St. Foy business, now not only is there the big “stolen” relics business to how the relics had gotten to Conques but it’s really from Alsace, not southern France at all, somehow, a place in French called Selestat but in German and Flemish or whatever it’s called Schlesstadt I think is the spelling, — Wow, again, out of nowhere they’re cutting me off. The parasites know I’m about to finally take a break and they turn my time off about the third or fourth time in a row now before I can finish up, which this mention of learning this about the St. Foy business being the last of the odds and ends I was trying to get to before going outside to warm up a bit from this indoor “air conditioning,” etc., freezing me out all the time, etc.

 

Earth Day, April 2019 small post

I should try to “theme” on this upcoming Earth Day, about the 24th of April each year, the weekend before it, I’ll check a calendar, a little fore-warning that it’s coming up this year. The last post is “Additional Warnings” slightly above here, https://UniverseRescuekathyfoshaywordpresscom.wordpress.com/2019/02/07/additional-warning/Ozone Seal/Sound Barrier — AirAndSpace(museum, the mall,) .si.edu; I’m trying to bring attention to that corona. that I think it’s really the ozone-seal, like a yolk-sac around an embryo baby or in the inside of an egg between the shell and the albumen, that very thin, clear layer. I figure that that corona-seal, ozone-seal, is the “sound barrier” Chuck Yeager started the breaking through of in 1947 that led to the space-quest and 1969 moon-landing where it was evidenced that there aren’t the expected riches anywhere nearby after all. Huxley was living near Yeager’s air base all through WWII. His wife was an Autiste and I guess he was mainly Jomon.

I found a few Earth images but it doesn’t look like I’ll get anything done again for Earth Day this year.

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“What’s GOD got to do with it, got to do with it, got to do with it, What’s GOD but a sweet, old-fashioned notion? What’s GOD got to do with it — who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?” — St. Augustine, Fla., poor GOD, so sad all HIS/THEIR loss. [Terry Britten and Graham Lyle wrote the original song, 1984.]

— The current post is the “3/21/19” slightly above over these free space files.–

Also, this is the 50th year since they’d landed on the moon and brought back those rocks for proof-positive that there aren’t riches there for themselves, the system we’re under, etc., so I’ll be trying to reach people on that basis too this year.

 

— back. Now I found some aka kettlebell kenji.

/collections . lacma . org/node/229452

A Bearded Man Wearing a Turban

Georg Friedrich Schmidt, Germany, Berlin, 1712-1775

Rembrandt Harmensz van Rijn (1606 Leiden – 1669 Amsterdam)

Germany 1756, Etching, 7×5-1/2 approx.

Estate of Howard de Forest (47.31.156)

Not currently on public view.

— I’m pretty sure this is one of LACMA’s many PD items but I’m having so many difficulties in trying to get all the office supplies in one place for asking about permissions on all these various pieces. If I have everything else I don’t have the 15 cents for making a photocopy for better-showing these people what I’m trying to get permission on. They have a thing about writing to an Art Resource company on Bleecker Street but I’m pretty sure that that applies to pieces that are under a current copyright and this one isn’t. My thing is that since late 2006 I’ve been describing this “Armageddon Show director” as looking more or less like this and not only is there this print from I think Potsdam Schmidt had worked in that I have to check yet but then there are also 2 similar ones right at the same NGA where the regular one I use comes from that I have to check next once I get this LACMA one done and nobody ever mentioned to me that they exist, in all the years of sending this picture by the Flinck/Rembrandt oil, around in Washington, nobody had the decency to mention that the same place has 2 other copies of this guy. — Here’s my note on this from when I’d first run into these the couple of months ago., that the Schmidt (etching I guess) at the NGA is a 1964 gift from the estate of John Ellerton Lodge, as different from the LACMA one from the estate of Howard de Forest, without a year on it I could find yet. But at the NGA it’s called The Persian, 1756 by Schmidt. They both appear to have the identical tiny writing on the frame underneath the picture. In fact I don’t see how they could have the 2 the same in 2 different places.

Georg Friedrich Schmidt (24 January 1712 Schönerlinde – 25 January 1775 Berlin) was a German engraver and designer. — Biography[edit]

He studied art in Berlin under Busch, and under Nicolas Larmessin in Paris. In 1744 he was appointed engraver to Frederick II in Berlin, and in 1757 he was summoned to Saint Petersburg by the Empress Elizabeth to engrave her portrait and to organize a school of engraving. His engravings and etchings in the style of Rembrandt rank with the best work of the eighteenth century in Germany. He engraved about 200 plates, the best of which are “The Empress Elizabeth of Russia,” “Count Nicholas Eszterházy,” “Pierre Mignard,” “The Virgin and Child with Saint John,” “The Raising of Jairus’s Daughter,” and “The Mother of Rembrandt.”

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Germany, 1756
Prints; etchings
Etching
Estate of Howard de Forest (47.31.156)
Prints and Drawings
Date 1756
Dimensions Plate- 6 5/8 x 5 1/8 in. (16.83 x 13.02 cm); Sheet- 7 1/8 x 5 5/8 in. (18.1 x 14.29 cm)
Accession number
47.31.156
Source/Photographer

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It still doesn’t say when Howard de Forest had donated it. Schmidt had also done that peculiar Julien Offray de la Mettrie, from that cliff-area of north France to Potsdam, author of Man the Machine.

check, nga dot gov / collection/art-object-page.572.pdf is real useful, think i’d found and lost it that once before when I’d first found this Schmidt business.

https ://www . nga . gov/collection/artist-info.5468.html = and then this mention seems to say that there are 2 etchings besides then that big portrait, and my “guess” is that the etchings were preparatory work for the big-deal portrait but I don’t really have time to drop whatever else I’m doing and try to read about this’s provenance right now.

Sanssouci is the name of the main palace in Potsdam, but you have to know so many details to track the peculiar way things are written down about.

jewishaction . com/the-arts/first-notable-rabbinical-portrait-western-art/ = this site has a bit about the Jewish community of or in Potsdam and Schmidt’s etchings

About kathyfoshay

I'm all alone with the real end of the world and always looking for assistance and no one's ever contacted me from the hundreds of letters I'd sent while at the big homeless shelter, 2nd and D Streets, NW, as though anyone that tries to contact me gets disappeared, my life used as a LURE-gimmick that goes to how that Armageddon prophecy in that book of Revelation has been being snuck-through, and this is sort of the bottom of the barrel of ideas for trying to find assistance, thinking I could get all my various writings on this in one place that letter-recipients could then look up if they're interested. That means I'd have to see if I can send my emails to here, how to do that. Wordpress said there is a way but it entails that spam would also get the email address. My time for now it up I guess. Working in this sitting position isn't healthy for me but I've always got to be doing something toward trying to get hold of someone to help me. It's like I'm a microcosm of the Earth or the human race and if someone could help me out of this torture then that'd be a start on trying to get the whole Earth out of this. 5/1/17, still all this, etc., same situation. (7/14/18 now....) Now it's 2019.
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