Marilyn Monroe, Norma Jean Baker, 1926 L.A.- 1962 Brentwood, L.A.

Hard to believe I don’t have a file on her yet. Just found this creepy thing when looking up about that psychiatrist Ralph Greenson, that he’d suggested she buy a house and she found one that had  a tile with a coat of arms and a motto in Latin, “Cursum Perficio,” which is said to translate to “I am finishing my journey,” outside and she bought it in Feb. 1962. I hate to start reading about her. Maybe she did have more curses than I do or had had. — Now I notice that a regular here looks like this photo of Arthur Miller, and he’s a regular of an “Armageddon Program” stereotype from that MLK library. I’d just decided to relax around the guy despite that general resemblance then see it’s also to Miller, and there’s that Syracuse-Foshay @1 son that is likely of that general type also, also.

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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