Previously writtens:

— the Praeneste Palestrina mosaic went down below under that long no-strings post title but the link isn’t working yet; everything here has got to get straightened out. Important to “all this” of the end of the Earth is also that in that 2015 car-hit of myself I’d, must have, been kidnaped and whoever all these underworld perpetrators are they’d made another “Infinite Jest” lethal-type exhibition off of my private parts, like a medical tour of them, while I was unconscious from 11/19 to 11/26/15, that they’re using to further this Armageddon/Revelation global-system world-takeover by, really, like a visual aid instructive film for would-be medical student boys and girls and whoever else they could get to drop by and look. I haven’t been able to mention this because of that all these things are invisible and unprovable but, 20 years later, putting together that that Wallace book was a ritual-type cover-up and Revelation LURE-trick brings up the subject that makes it a little easier to broach the subject that they’d done an updated version of the same pornography while I was up in Maryland near the National Institute of Health, etc.

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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