19 Oct., Sat., — even worse today.
15 Oct., I’ll re-install this chatbox because I’ve only got a little while and alot of little different search-engine types of things to try to do. Otherwise everything is either lousy or terrible.
10/17, Maybe I’d be able to keep a running list here of the subjects I’m trying to work on:
Louie and the candy man, = that Longfellow Avenue’s old days to these days business
Blackbeard, Edward Teach
770 eastern parkway labor day brooklyn carvinal W. Indian-American carnival day
ck lance on the s.m., dawn, mark; add ted in the army
ck bayazet II, spelling
find tt brazil painting of maximillian of baden?
peace pavillion the hague from carnegie
marathon to sapporo
add abt spirits list
tt the system does everything wrong from the bottom on up
— I’m so bad off I didn’t even bother to bring the rest of my notes, figure I won’t have enough time to get to too much anyway. And there was something about yesterday that I’m like supposed to drop all these other subjects in order to fit in jotting-out about that about “them,” the invisible and unprovable torturers and I cannot recall whatever this standard distraction was yet.
pirates of the Caribbean/ck penzance
milt machlin, d. around 2007
mia farrow (1945, L.A.)
eliz. l. ring difficulty
ck on tt hi in place of the boo
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.
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.
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.
About kathyfoshayI'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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