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Now I’ll try to return it to normal print, noting that “red hat” on his head, like the army’s “This we’ll defend” creed.
Look one example of what the anonymous system does to the things I send to here: Why do they have to ruin it on me for, question mark. Then while I’ve been sitting here there’s been some whole murder-like act going on like right attached to me on the next chair that I didn’t pay any “mind” to till it got on my nerves bad toward the close of that, about stealing serotonin from my brain these bums are always sneaking around me “ritualizing,” the “Jomon” director type and then any of all these other addict/dependents.
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.
Louie and the candy man, = that Longfellow Avenue’s old days to these days business; Trotsky’d stayed 2 blocks away in 1918. Then Trotsky and Diego Rivera were involved alot. (Rivera comes up on page 153 of the “Limitless” novel and has been leading into all kinds of this same global-system of brain-eating parasites further researches, and now connects to the proximity of Trotsky to where I’d grown up till age 8;) ck danny de vito Plon-Plon Laguardia
npr w tt example building and the mormon trek west bk – farming bs
Blackbeard, Edward Teach, pirates of the Caribbean/ck penzance/barbary coast, check the Carib file, pat croce
milt machlin, d. around 2007
770 eastern parkway labor day brooklyn carvinal W. Indian-American carnival day
ck bayazet II, spelling
find tt brazil painting of maximillian of baden/wied
peace pavillion the hague from carnegie
marathon to sapporo
add abt spirits list
tt the system does everything wrong from the bottom on up
ck tt 2002 dc sniper/michael theme
meitner golem – Louis of hungary Jadwiga and other girl’s parent/s
Click-on. Be real careful not to get involved in any of this, please.
p.227, “Men Who Stare At Goats,” says he was beaten by a first-class mind.
I don’t know if this will really work but I’m going to try putting widgets like a timeline-chronology for the main points in this “Armageddon” set up overall and also off of me specifically, mixed together.
1859- Petroleum discovery; Edwin Drake, etc., Man In Oriental Costume ("The Turk,") and the Ghent Altarpiece's Pilgrims. Aug., 3, 2019, all I do anymore is wish these and their hybrids
I'd distributed hundreds of letters and flyers about all this using the like of that as a letterhead, sometimes including a SASE, to virtually not any reply over the 10+ -year period, then including the Lifeline cellphone number around 2012 and then the email address from 2015 till now, to virtually not any reply from anyone ever. (Things like that make me add, "And that's how they've pulled off that book of Revelation's Armageddon threats.)
First-day cover of the Barn Swallow stamped envelope; I thought it was connected to me and this "Armageddon Program" when I'd accidentally bought 5 of them and noticed this new design, and now I notice that its first day issuance was in Reno.
"Breakshot," a book by Kenji Gallo and Matthew Randazzo V, 2009, Phoenix Books, Inc., appears connected to this also. Click-on.
I found a mailing address and will try to set this up in the sidebar here for it, and the warnings that would go before it, since this criminal fraud-family is already all over my trying to make this arrangement and its with a government group. — I’m moving this unresearched-yet boring-seeming old painting’s little copy to this spot because it’s connected to what I’d be trying to describe about my difficulties with mail receipt because of all this Armageddon and the fraud-family science fiction-horror situation all over me. Also I think my years of ghost-prisonership non-receipt of responses to my requests for assistance with all this largely comes from some “communications curse” back around 1993, from that disk I’d sent the Clinton Administration that I haven’t had a chance to describe much about that here yet. I’d written an “Armageddon is Now” warning-disk based on some trick that had been played on me but the millennium was still just right in front of us, that the trick was a cover-up for that I’d notice and watch out for the Revelation “profit-sees.” Etc.
Forget about trying to reach me by mail for the time being, I'm sure it isn't safe for anyone who'd happened to come across this blog and is an unsuspecting normal type of a person (that might still somehow be left in this horror-system.)
Aug. 5 2019; I’m not sure how I’m going to (be able to) proceed today. It’s like the system-goons think this is Infinite Jest II, to all be living off of me. I have to check, “God help” us/me, whatever, about Rod Serling’s ejaculations’ being used for making some of the major characters of the twentieth century’s farce that we’re “postmodernly” in now and might likely never be able to get out of, and also of the T.H. Huxley family, his son Leonard’s being a stereotype like Nicholas II of Russia and then maybe they made Leonard’s son Aldous from the new growth hormones onto T.H.’s ejaculations, maybe onto a sister’s ova, sort of a how we got here. Plus I might have to try a letter to the governor in Tallahasee because I have to get out of this particular LURE-trap I’m stranded alone in now because I’m the only one trying to find assistance for getting Earth and human race and biology out of necessitated extinction.
I'll try to add explanation later, as I'm gathering, trying to, the material, evidence/s.
Navigation bar pages, but all of them have yet to be worked on enough:
— Fair Use Claimer — If I am remiss in any way I’ll straighten it out as soon as I can if I’m contacted about it but, especially now that I’ve put together about this “Infinite Jest” video cartridge bit, that that symbolizes the pornography-LURE off of me, I can’t keep up with all the things I need to do that may or may not require a Permission from one place or another. Hardly anything I do would be out of the Fair Use provisions but some places are more sensitive than others and I don’t know where under-retributions might or might not come from. A good example is the Oct. 2008 National Geographic “The Last of the Neanderthals” article that I’d like to use illustrations from because I believe it was part of this “Infinite Jest” theme that’s all over every moment of my life, etc.
Do Not Send Bodies! I forgot that that's how most of this "Armageddon" has been being done, twisting my writing for assistance into sending "donated" humans like murder-pawns. Click-on for more of this verbiage I can only do, trapped all alone like this all these decades now.
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These brain-eaters have their LURE all over me;"Man In Oriental Costume/Turk" by Govaert Flink, Remrandt school, 1600s; NGA.
I think I’ve found maybe 2 different versions of etchings by Georg Friedrich Schmidt, 1712-75 Berlin, with this same face that are said to be “after Rembrandt,” except that the bodies look a little twisted, like maybe scoliosis. They’re or it is called “The Persian” but there are a number of different portraits with that same title, this one being the same face as the Man In Oriental Costume, where now I’m reading it’s said to be by Rembrandt and not his colleague Govaert Flinck. The NGA cites former employee (George?) Rubinstein as saying that Rembrandt’s “The Persian” and the “Man In Oriental Costume” have the same or similar faces. I have to get a permission from the Los Angeles County Museum of Art for use of a copy of the etching which I’m pretty sure they have as public domain but I’d have to check first so I’m working on that. The LACMA is right next door to the “La Brea Tar Pits” on Wilshire Blvd. that I figure figure into all this Prehistory situation alot. From the twisted appearance of the Schmidt picture (maybe one copy is also at the NGA,) I’m thinking that from this self-mass-reproducing business this type had gotten scoliosis.
This is complicated for me, like for all I know the system might have long-ago vote-decided that I’d be manipulated to Houston so they can do some of that sneak-holocausting off of me here. Then there’s some similar aspect where the underworld bums might have vote-decided that they should take any “donations” people might want to make for me for the upkeep of these many, many fraud-family beings they’ve grown from somehow-gotten reproductive matter of mine, that it’s fair for the underground to seek and then confiscate profits off of me, and such “invisible and unprovable” underworld connivances/contrivances as those. Then I only get what the bums want me to have and I suddenly got this mailing address, me who has to find contact with any normal person all these years, and voila a normal-seeming mailing address but then I notice this lobby-portrait of the address’s namesake has got this Lasker Award with him and the Lasker Award uses that Samothrace statue design and in trying to research the artpiece now I notice that it isn’t actually a statue, that the archaeology behind the “discovery” of it in its piecemeal way is real peculiar, like that the Jomon, the post-Trojan invasion-war Jomon “winners” dispersed around to all those islands, seeking brain-highs, had invented the “statue” as a fetish, a “magic” fetish to bring victims like that lady for their decapitation delights. The type for the statue likely comes from the character of the mother of the killed character of the Trojan Hector, that that’s modelled or put together on the design of what Hector’s mother had looked like, trying to seek revenge probably. Hecuba I think she’s called in the Homer “Iliad” account. Then these, to my thinking, Jomon had gone ahead and sneak-set up the whole planet like a big cannibalism-corral situation everywhere is in, nobody allowed to do anything except wait their turn to be slaughtered sort of a mentality over everywhere anymore. In this instance I’m therefore leery of giving out the address, in view of that I’m like in quicksand of these parasites that are all over me, that there isn’t anything good about anything and this address is likely the same as me never getting a response in Washington from my hundreds of letters to groups all around the place right there, let alone then over this “internet” that they’d largely made off of cursing me circa 1992-93. I wrote to the post office about my difficulty in actually receiving any mail but I haven’t tried at all to give anyone this address because I have so much cleaning-up work to get done in these files before it’s okay-presentable, so it’s like this constant joke of me being taken advantage of while trying to “straighten out” everything before I can try making a contact and then the over-ready system has already known who or what group I’m trying to prepare for and it’s like the global-system “magicians” and crews against Kathy Foshay all day long every day, me huffing and puffing to try to walk through the illnesses they create by which to hinder me, etc., a big laugh for deranged developmentally disabled deviants this is. I’m still working on trying to get this straightened out, am looking to work up to getting attention from the phony neurology and gynecology fields till people could be safe to actually have their own babies again someday.
Below here is said to be a painting by Jan Matejko of the young Queen Jadwiga in the late Casimir III the Great of Poland’s Wawel Castle in old Krakow, him passing around 1370 and this as though in about 1390 with her passing a few years later. I’m always trying to point out those small-sized characters on the left and on the staircase there, that alot of the system-workers came from those figures, like I think the fraud-parent difficulty that I have came from the figure at the very top on the left, and that these are people from King Casimir’s early work or experiments in growing people from disembodied ovaries, and that he might not have actually have been King Casimir but a person who’d come from the system-base and taken over that castle as people all over Europe died off due to the lack of food from the early dinosaur extinction’s taking its effect onto the world-population back then. Below here’s a slight enlargement of the figures:
Creative Commons seems to have taken over https://www.jan-matejko.org/ maybe, me finally getting a chance to re-research this complicated European history subject, around Louis I of Hungary and who all else, but I can’t get these links to light up yet.
This closest figure on the left, maybe in some combination with genes from the top figure's type, seems to be where the Korean leader that's in the news alot right now and next week had "come from" more originally, from the early experiments by King Casimir III. I only have a few illustrations of King Casimir III in the You Were Wrong file so far, should make a separate one for himself because it's seeming like that's where most of this "people-growing" from disembodied ovaries had become industrialized from into our global-system today. In that painting it looks like they're waiting on Jadwiga's ovaries. Then the Ghent Altarpiece seems mostly full of "offspring-descendants" then of King Casimir, to all over the world with this. -- I check to see how this turned out and it's a complete accident that Andy Gibbs' picture got in the middle there and look what the coincidence that he looks like the small figure on the right on the stairway. Hm.
Jan Matejko, 1838-1893, artist, photographed by Jules Mien 1842-1905 before 1883, from http://www.polona.pl/dlibra/doccontent2?id=9912&from=latest, via Wikipedia; 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 70 years or less.
like poor God trying to keep the solar system going. (Please see the "Blame It On God" file under the WARNING/S section.)
“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?” —
(I have to check on the copyright on this; written by a male songwriter named Terry I’ve gotten to so far.)
“The Orientals believe that the air, like a cave full of bats, overflows with a swarm of demons and evil spirits who swoop down on humans to plague them, and entire complex systems of theologies are based on trying to open some spiritual umbrella to keep from being pelted.” Joseph von Sternberg quote from the end of his 1965 “Fun In a Chinese Laundry” memoir.
The Murder, Ink-system is killing everything ultimately:
Lepke Buchalter turning himself in, 1941, allegedly, that this might be a re-enactment because what I finally found on the actual incident of turning himself in to J. Edgar Hoover didn't mention anything about a picture-taking session. This is here because I think the guy on the left might be the Chief Carey from the "French Connection" 1962 narcotics scam that the system (-bums) involved me indirectly or what into, Carey's photos from that book in the "French Connection" file on the navigation bar above, me saying that with the twenty year age-difference that might be him on the left here in 1941. The guy whose hand you can only see on the lower right looks like and is said to be the film producer Cecil B. DeMille in the larger version of this photo, the guy in the back also looking pretty similar to DeMille I guess, and then I really do think that that's future-presidident Richard Nixon running behind "Lepke" Buchalter there. I'm thinking, in all this retrospect, that they've really been going around "disappearing" anyone who writes things down about what's going on, which is why I say it isn't even really that safe to read this stuff I'm trying to gather into this blogsite, the ten thousand details I've got on all this that add up to that this system isn't going to do anything except take the Earth as a whole to smithereens, that they just are parasites from being developmentally disabled and they'll never admit it and would rather that everything die and to me that's leaving forever like a piece of garbage over nothing except childhood Autism, which we could easily instead get straightened out and put behind ourselves, etc.
1941 Murder, Inc/Ink boss
Erich Mendelsohn, 1888-1953, from the 1953 Current Biography, photo where he looks like Konstantin Tsiolkovsky's, whereas some of the photos of him I suspect are of others. I just accidentally deleted the whole "Why This Architecture?" poem and will have to try to find a safe copy of it because it's an important artifact for how we got into this TOTAL PLANET EXTINCTION future situation that I'm alone at the bottom of with here. He says that -- wow, the whole thing just disappeared I think because my hand had "accidentally" brushed near the delete key here, but I hadn't then saved that edit I was trying to do so the piece should all still be here. It's "the boys," the developmentally disabled consortium obsessed to have the earth to themselves -boys always playing some sort of "trick" or trick-set or another, etc. I'll try to replace the Mendelsohn poem to here but then I'd also lost this whole explanation of it and had to start this over also, that the little trick is wasting the rest of this day away also.
1st Autism “expert” Leib Kanner
The pictures come from 2 different recent books titled "The Psychology Book," one cited at the bottom there. My handwriting says, Black hair from anger and confusion at being longlost (sic?) in Paleo-America is Autism's main sign and symptom, so conspicuous that the world's been turned upside-down to keep it/that covered-up. Dr. Kanner was Jewish from Autist-enslaved Berlin... and I'll have to check the original copy for exactness, but Kanner graduated and went right to South Dakota in 1924 and Berlin then is where the Autists were working on the rockets that required the petroleum that became this petroleum economy we're in but the Autists were all incorrect about what they'd find when they got into space, they'd thought they'd be harvesting riches, and nothing's been corrected from that erroneous belief and the petroleum and "narcotics" economy has us headed to TOTAL PLANET EXTINCTION that they've been working up off of oblivious nobody little me, etc. There are other peculiar things about Dr. "Leo" Kanner and his time working here then in Baltimore.
Surface of Mars, (a NASA image.) I'm trying to point out that food depends on growing soil and growing soil starts with glaciers' rubbing back and forth across the surface of the starting-rock, like Mars is, just alot of plain rock without atmosphere from the water and then its becoming ice to make the glaciers that create the dirt that becomes soil as biology mixes with the starting-dirt from the starting-rock planet. The Prehistory-group that wanted to touch to have the sun didn't like the cold weather they'd forced their way into by keeping on walking east and north to up across Beringia and the solar system started getting thrown-off by having to pause to warm up things so the group didn't "pass," didn't die. The work on Mars and Venus came to a halt while that "emergency" here was going on and the emergency has just kept like in a downward spiral, the Autists aren't satisfied. I suspect the difficulty is with the "free will" aspect, that the early people had been "spoiled" by nature's delight in their growth and being given everything possible, but then they also wanted the sun. To explain that the Earth is round and goes around and never touches the sun is virtually impossible for intangible nature to be able to get through to spoiled child-type humans even today if it was still trying to try, "till it was blue in the face."
The Universe expected us to move into it in our post-mortal spirit bodies and the Autists have been, are, at war against spirit-life due to this old Prehistory mix-up we have to try to get straightened out (Messier 30 Star Cluster, NASA/ESA/Hubble image)
Now this new "evidence" I just found on the Hahnemann/Homeopathist Memorial at Rhode Island and Massachusetts Avenue, NW, that will take quite a bit of verbiage to describe, and then there's a whole back of the Memorial that raises the unexpected also-subject of that the "brain-eaters" then probably discovered that they could "scientifically" convert doo-doo into any number of other chemical configurations, learning to make flour of it, so that it's appearing that they went from that then into obsessively wanting more materiel by going into the "petroleum/oil" obsession and then their space-race, but that proved false fifty years ago and they won't re-assess, taking us to the TOTAL PLANET EXTINCTION right now for instance by making me fruitlessly beg like this all day long everyday for these decades of this now. I'll try to work this up in a Hahnemass/John Carroll, 1735-1815 file that's temporarily going to be one of the posts down on the first page here somewhere as Carroll and the "Carroll family" are major parts of the global-takeover/Armageddon scam. The Hahnemann Memorial was sculpted by Charles Niehaus, the same person that designed the Memorial for Edwin Drake, in Titusville, PA.
Anyone with any government research library savvy could assist to verify my “Armageddon Show” claims at least by trying to locate where the 5-1/4 floppy disk I’d sent (been “Armageddon Program” conned into sending) to the Clinton Administration for their inauguration in January 1993, about the 20th I’d mailed it from approximately 2928 W. 17th Street, Brooklyn, NY 11224. The building has become part of a parking lot so I couldn’t find the exact number but it was right in the middle of that little one block there, with K. or Kathleen Foshay with that return address. I’d run out of money and lost the little room not long after that, became homeless again. The disk was titled, “The World Savers Club’s Inaugural Disk” more or less. I’d guess it had gone to his Communications department. I didn’t have any luck in my first try at finding something in the Jimmy Carter Presidential Library so I figure there’s no realistic way I’m actually going to be able to locate that old disk or piece of mail.
7/26/18 — I went to make a comment and got horrible WARNING and criminal prosecution-type signs
and then one about pornographic or spy material, the word virus in there somewhere, all legal-seeming scares, so it’s the same with trying to reach me in any other way too, the parasites all over anything I’ve ever tried to do. Be careful but the system has become everything everywhere anymore. I’m supposed to be able to go to Northampton tomorrow to try to get done the library material I’d come here to see and then try to quick get away and leave those people without this “Armageddon” horror Program.
13:1 And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy.
13:2 And the beast which I saw was like unto a leopard, and his feet were as the feet of a bear, and his mouth as the mouth of a lion: and the dragon gave him his power, and his seat, and great authority.
13:3 And I saw one of his heads as it were wounded to death; and his deadly wound was healed: and all the world wondered after the beast.
13:4 And they worshipped the dragon which gave power unto the beast: and they worshipped the beast, saying, Who is like unto the beast? who is able to make war with him? 13:5 And there was given unto him a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies; and power was given unto him to continue forty and two months.
13:6 And he opened his mouth in blasphemy against God, to blaspheme his name, and his tabernacle, and them that dwell in heaven.
13:7 And it was given unto him to make war with the saints, and to overcome them: and power was given him over all kindreds, and tongues, and nations.
13:8 And all that dwell upon the earth shall worship him, whose names are not written in the book of life of the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world.
13:9 If any man have an ear, let him hear.
13:10 He that leadeth into captivity shall go into captivity: he that killeth with the sword must be killed with the sword. Here is the patience and the faith of the saints.
13:11 And I beheld another beast coming up out of the earth; and he had two horns like a lamb, and he spake as a dragon.
13:12 And he exerciseth all the power of the first beast before him, and causeth the earth and them which dwell therein to worship the first beast, whose deadly wound was healed.
13:13 And he doeth great wonders, so that he maketh fire come down from heaven on the earth in the sight of men, 13:14 And deceiveth them that dwell on the earth by the means of those miracles which he had power to do in the sight of the beast; saying to them that dwell on the earth, that they should make an image to the beast, which had the wound by a sword, and did live.
13:15 And he had power to give life unto the image of the beast, that the image of the beast should both speak, and cause that as many as would not worship the image of the beast should be killed.
13:16 And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads: 13:17 And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name.
13:18 Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I’ll have to take a break for now because the library’s closing.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_American_Man/Boy_Love_Association — Allen Ginsberg, poet and father of the Beat Generation, was an affiliated member of NAMBLA. Claiming to have joined the organization “in defense of free speech”, Ginsberg said: “Attacks on NAMBLA stink of politics, witchhunting for profit, humorlessness, vanity, anger and ignorance … I’m a member of NAMBLA because I love boys too—everybody does, who has a little humanity”. He appeared in Chicken Hawk: Men Who Love Boys, produced and directed by Adi Sideman, a documentary in which members of NAMBLA were interviewed and presented defenses of the organization.
These little “dividers” are here because I got the urge to try to get started on trying to describe/explicate the book of the “Revelation” at the back of most of the “Bibles” because this “Limitless” is a continuation of the Revelation-plan, me stuck in its Armageddon-making all these decades. I thought I’d try to make a dark bar separating the 2 work areas, describing that the “Limitless” crew would do anything to keep their “chemicals,” serotonin mostly I’d guess, coming to themselves and then that the book is a derivation of the Revelation world-takeover Plan, that I’m in, and that it had been thought up because they were high and feeling that “Limitless” way but that they have their mass-reproduced disembodied-ovaries “offspring-descendants” everywhere nowadays and all still hooked on procuring the serotonin for themselves and that they’re doing that through the “petroleum” industry and, of course, “human-meat” sales, the same book of Revelation authors’ secretly-mass-reproduced offspring-descendants are doing that and are all around, I got the great idea, today being their “Halloween” to try to start in on explicating how that book of Revelation’s authors’ mass-reproduced descendants are taking us to their Armageddon’s TOTAL PLANET EXTINCTION ending up. — I seem to have made a mess of it, kind of like is mentioned a couple of times in the “Limitless” novel. I think the St/e. Foy had had a get-rich-quick and takeover the world scheme of selling the miracle drug, being in business selling copies of the Revelation, which then attracted the gospels and letters and the older work to all join the business and selling the chemicals, plus their “genius” way of “making” people by growing fetuses from disembodied ovae into people, but the point it that all that comes from having the Autism developmental disability in the first place, those deviant ways and then their “limitless” self-beliefs but they are all over me right now right here. Add to that that the “Babar” type of the creation took up this “Saint/e Foy” role sometime not nearly as ancient-ago, that they might think that they are the know-it-alls about Saint/e Foy because it’s one of their roles but I say they were just given that role by their “Jomon” leaders. That brings me back to the “Pill-grim boy” of the Ghent Altarpiece and his Jomon/St. Christopher leader, that I forgot to fit in here about that and I don’t think there’s time left today. There isn’t, the 4-minute warning to be off of here just went on.
Woman of the Apocalypse (Hortus deliciarum,) 12th C., w:Herrad of Landsberg, This is a faithful photographic reproduction of a two-dimensional, public domain work of art. The work of art itself is in the public domain for the following reason: 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 70 years or less. (from Wikipedia.)
This, Chapter 12, book of the Revelation/s is the “character” I guess I’d been designated to “be.” I think the underworld ***s, bums I guess, only designated that/this onto me in or circa 1989, just guessing about this all these years and it hasn’t any connection to reality whatsoever, they are only dealing in stereotypes, and I figure I’d happened not to die or pass away some other way so they’d made this use of me. Then I recall, on this subject, that there had been that semion “sign” in the heavens or what back in 1979 also that I’d been picked or such as being one of the stereotyped “contenders” by mere survival to be excuse-used for this phony “role” in their unreal “play” off of the long-ago b.s. book. I’ll try to arrange this better when I get back to here but I wanted to fit it in above that Ch. 21 spot and I’ll double-check on the “Great Mystery of Babylon” “role” placement in trying to sort this out soon also.
This is a real rough idea but I’m thinking that maybe the large-sized head, obscured alot by the Pill-grim/Pilgrim boy’s “bowl” haircut, might be connected to the Prehistoric-days accident-set that I think had caused the Autism and its umbrella of symptoms, that Autism is a developmental disability of getting stuck in an early phase of development and not growing or evolving out of that, then exacerbated by the disembodied-ovaries self-reproduction methodology, etc., but how a baby is born with a larger-sized head in proportion to its body and then grow out of that to where the body and head are in what we think of as regular proportion but this “St/e. Foy” etc. type seems to have the larger-sized head and maybe that’s because of the arrested development from the Prehistoric Beringian accident-set and it didn’t get evolved out of too much yet, as so many of these names I’m running into lately have the large-sized head, like Bishop Shahan and Aleister Crowley and the Ghent Altarpiece’s Pilgrim boy and Charlotte Baldwin-Allen.
Rev. 18 (or maybe 21, I don't have a reference copy yet for checking this,) "Whore of Babylon" by William Blake, 1809, British Museum, London, pen and watercolor over pencil, 266 x 223 mm, http://www.apocalyptic-theories.com/gallery/whoreofbabylon/blakebabyl.html -- This is a faithful photographic reproduction of a two-dimensional, public domain work of art. The work of art itself is in the public domain for the following reason: 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. -- and then I took a photo of it so I could make this smaller-sized image, and did that messy cover-up little bikini-top it's supposed to look like.
St/e. Foy of Conques, where I think the Book of Revelation had come from, and then attracted the other books of the “Bible” compilation.
I couldn’t find a year on this photo, why it looks so dark. I think the statue-reliquary was cleaned around 1959 but that the face was more round before the cleaning. I think the little vials Foy/St/e. Fides, Santa Fe, Saint/e Faith is holding had contained the “MDT/NZT/brain-chemicals, etc.,” and that the group then had planned to become rich for their world-takeover by selling the “product,” much like seems to be the case now. I found but haven’t yet read this article: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Faith — Statue-reliquaire de sainte Foy, IXe siecle, Tresor de Conques, (par) artistes successife du 9eme au 14eme siecles; domaine public. This object is classé Monument Historique in the base Palissy, database of the French furniture patrimony of the French ministry of culture, under the reference PM12000116
Check the chapter on the every kind of bad fowl or what, that that’s one of the “Armageddon Program” gimmicks that they’re pulling right now behind my back, where after a “big-kill” they use the meat and “drug” to attract the homeless females that are around wherever I’m stranded this time, and feed those ladies and then use the ladies to attract unsuspecting males, that that’s a main way they’ve been disappearing normal males and it’s why I have all these WARNING/S. I didn’t realize about the Revelation verse or verses until these last few years. I haven’t tried to look at the material in a long time because I don’t have anyone to speak with about it anyway. Offhand I’d just thought it was pretty obvious to our modern and millennnial perspective that there was something severely wrong with the author/s and then I traced it to Autism-psychopathy and then the psychoto-psychopathy of the Autist author/s’ being on hallucinogens and then that they’d stripped the planet of what they could get high off of and turned to this onto people, then now it seems manufacturing people just for staying high off of their brains, our. But they’ve been doing that with whatever exactly those verses put it like and I’ll try to look it up but am out of time again for today. (11/18/18)
St/e. Foy of Conques, where I figure the “Revelation” had been authored from.
APOLOGIES! — I just found where Comments have been being stored in the background of this Universe Rescue attempt blog and for the 3+ years of this I’ve been unaware of where they’re stored, under “Spam” it turns out, and I’ve not seen any until just now, the day before yesterday, 1/17/19, and they’ve all been being discarded except the few that have been coming in this year so far, which are mostly peculiar but then anyone I’ve given the URL to, which is hardly anyone, just some medical personnel mostly, hasn’t been able to reach me with any Comments on this blog if they’d wanted to. Try again if you’re safe from the anonymous pre-readers and who their contacts might be, etc. Also, I’m probably over-permissive only on account of having gone all this time with only seeing 1 Comment and that was briefly off of the cellphone and I’d had to delete it without really being able to look into who the sender was and it had seemed potentially too peculiar and then maybe things have gone downhill and so right now I’d be approving almost anything without knowing who the senders really are, like this “Soccer” group below here, etc. Be careful of what I might be approving of to have a link to here, inadvertantly, etc. Previously written: Recent Comments Widget: — I could take Questions on any of this blog here, instead of just talking to myself.
… It’s a little scary right now that I hadn’t noticed how, the way the photos are juxtaposed, my hands could be “semiotically” seen as being reaching into the boys’ heads, in this 1959 photo credited to the Young Men’s Hebrew Association and me finding it around 1997 in an old 1975 Compton’s encyclopedia. Then since 2014 I realize I’ve always been being used for this brain-serum-as-narcotic global-underworld system economy.
2005 ID-card photo, defunct address
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Don’t be scared…
9/13/17, Kathy testing…
2005 ID-card photo, defunct address
Busfare to go do that!
Kathy, ID-card photo
quote from “Fun In a Chinese Laundry,” 1965 memoir by film director Joseph von Sternberg
The Orientals believe that the air, like a cave full of bats, overflows with a swarm of demons and evil spirits who swoop down on humans to plague them, and entire complex systems of theologies are based on trying to open some spiritual umbrella to keep from being pelted.
I haven't been able to get any work, research, accomplished on this all-important Exoplanets business yet. (3/2/19)
ROE VS. WADE:
Anyone with a little “legal savvy” could check the verity of my Armageddon claims by figuring how I’d gotten an abortion in October 1971 in New York when the Texas-based Roe vs. Wade case didn’t get a Supreme Court date until November 1971. I can’t figure it out and being homeless I can barely keep the various circumstances at hand for trying to do so, looking up “Ms. Roe’s” circumstances and how they match my situation of “that situation” when I was just turned 16. All these years one of the things I think is that the best thing I’d done was to get that done or I wouldn’t be able to be even a whisper against the system’s taking us to TOTAL PLANET EXTINCTION, that without that, extremely difficult to accomplish, abortion I wouldn’t have gotten anywhere, would have been in a quagmire of meaningless as way later now I realize that those are actually someone else’s ovae stuck up into ourselves for carrying these “growths” and we go along believing they’re our own children and our lives are just like drainage going down the drain then doing that, so to try to describe this everyday-horror of this system. Besides that as a starting point, and this happened to me twice too, the system-people wallow in the delight of the secret insiders’ knowledge that you’re spending all your energy worrying about a kid that isn’t yours anyway, that it’s all just a “joke” on you that that’s your kid, and in the 2 cases that that might have happened to me the perpetrators would have been purposely vicious my whole life through is why I know I wouldn’t have any semblance of sanity right now if I hadn’t gotten that accomplished somehow in 1971. Now, how was it possible that I even did get an abortion before they were legalized, is my question. Maybe there was something I didn’t know about that I’d gotten some behind-my-awareness okay on the procedure’s getting done because I was cross-eyed, for instance, or because the system wanted an abortion to experiment on anyway and so somehow had fraud-parent okay on the business. I’m sure the system was “growing” aborted fetuses, but the one I delivered to the hospital had an exception to being able to use it I’m pretty sure but not positive of, that I’d infected the specimen by including a piece of feces into the container it was put into, — the whole thing was difficult: I started employment on 12 August 1971 because I was desperate for anything productive to do and it was start the day before I turned 16 or no job so I took it but it couldn’t have been too long after that I realized my “cycle” hadn’t arrived, etc. Somehow I got myself downtown to a Planned Parenthood free clinic and they told me I was 6 weeks pregnant and call them in a month for a date for the procedure and I did and was on a hospital table and put to sleep and woke up and nothing had happened. They told me that now I was too far along for the usual suction procedure for 6-12 weeks and would have to wait another month for the 20+ -week saline procedure, which I think was then done through Jacobi hospital, but now I had to get a parental consent for that and the fraud-female-poor-dear-fraud-mater did that. There was then somehow a choice that one didn’t HAVE TO go into the hospital when the saline took effect and the water broke, that I could bring what came out to them as soon as thereafter possible, which is what I did, doing all that over the toilet and scooping the pieces of placenta carefully into some washed-out orange juice bottle that I think was only one quart somehow, for the fetus and all the pieces that the placenta had broken into and then because the doctor had specified ALL the placenta pieces I’d been unsure and accidentally scooped in onto the top the piece that I wasn’t sure if it was placenta or excrement and realized too late that it was the later, then onto the on top of all that in the orange juice jar and then it sat overnight and I brought it to Jacobi probably late that next morning, that I figure the specimen was unusable for experiment purposes because of the infectious material’s sitting in the mix for so long. Gratuitously the nurse’s aide told me it had been a boy, which I’d never have cared to know or guess about and don’t know why she’d even said that. (Now I realize it’d been scripted to be the boy that was to rule with the iron rod mentioned in Rev. Ch. 12 and maybe somewhere else in there, my notes all lost and scattered/scattered and lost, but I’d spared the planet that scripted “ruler” that might have given this script some actual substance, whereas otherwise it’s only been invisibly-torturing me because all the “invisible” elsewhere people strangers prefer different females to myself and I’m accused of jealousy about that or invisible-script unknown-world what goes on, but there’s no terra firma birthed-person to be in the script that has any real connection to myself always alone out here, etc.) Then things got worse because then I’d had an IUD inserted for birth control purposes and I started hemorrhaging and didn’t quit till I was hospitalized for anemia/pleurisy in Jan. 1972, a different hospital and a 3-day or so stay where they’d done a D&C….
— Because NY’s law had already okayed ab. Thank goodness. It doesn’t have anything to do with the Armageddon business. I thought maybe they’d made some exception so I could have one….
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…the (brain) “ventricle” is said to be a “reservoir” and I guess that that’s what had leaked, connected then to the major “thoroughfare” called the Corpus Callosum. The oily-fluid insulating the nerve-paths maybe had leaked out through the big “hole” from the outside of the brain by freeze-burns to infants’ heads during accidents the first premature trek across Beringia. .. it seems that the ventricle must have been infected by somebody’s attempt to staunch the leaking or bleeding with a specimen from their own body’s warmth, of excrement, I’m nearly sure of that from these 6 decades and this “Armageddon” exhibition the system has got me in, that black hair and eyes came from an infection, are a sign and symptom of that from the way way back because the Autists just won’t let anything heal and fade off, they re-compound the darknesses by the disembodied-ovaries “method” of self-reproduction of offspring in place of letting nature heal the infection, it’s continuously being re-evolved developmentally in newborns. This is alot of words because the hypersensitivity to criticism that brings out the temper tantrums that brings out the violence doesn’t want to hear about that anything is wrong with themselves, is what the Autism is like also. The ventricle-system must have gotten infected.
Bonnier Group, this is the Seiebold illustration. My point is that the system-people had believed there is a "plurality of worlds" extraterrestrially that they'd soon be out amongst, taking over Earth from that leverage-point, like a headquarters of Mars for against the humans, the then-Mayor Fiorello La Guardia leading the way, for instance.
I couldn’t get a PD photo yet but check for Carmine Persico’s resemblance to Hopkins. He just passed this month, in North Carolina. Notice his youth photos. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carmine_Persico. James Fenimore Cooper, Horatio Greenough, Thos. Cole, Cole Porter, Katharine Brush, Elaine May, Jeannie Berlin, Gray Davis? Kitty Carlisle
Johns Hopkins, 1795-1873; check click-on for atttribution and a statue/statue-bust image. Besides that it was his grandfather's name, maybe the name "Johns" Hopkins is because he was "created from" the "seeds" of both the system's John the Baptist and John the Evangelist, one of their sisters', like this from Lorenzo de Medici's Tomb by Me-kill-angelos:
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