The man turned to the team leader of Network A and said “Well you can tell them that I’m not interested in passing on my Y and I’m certainly not interested in allowing any more women into my life!” While you’re telling them this tell them if they want my cooperation they should try offering me something I want not some damn whore they wish to cram down my throat claiming they’re only trying to help me regain my reputation. Tell them if they are truly interested in helping me regain my reputation, they can start by returning everything they stole from my family and me. As for you I’m not a little child any longer and I have no interest in fortune telling, why not give me something I really want and can use like the resources I require to attain to a higher level of knowledge and understanding?”

My whole life (before I came to learn of the injustices of this world and these networks) all I’ve ever wanted to do was to help others. I had dreams of building my research laboratory and doing the kinds of research that I hoped would have made a difference in the day to day lives of the average person. Why did your network have to pick me to do this to?

The team leader looked at the man and stated “it was not of my choosing. I simply follow the orders I’m given and don’t act like it was only you that was chosen. There was hundreds of other just like you that was used to track and define other networks. They will all be given gifts for their service, just like you will eventually realize your reward”.

The man looked at the team leader and said “If the only thing there is in life (or the only thing that is being offered as compensation for all the injustices suffered) is to be allowed to find “love”, or whatever you claim passes for such in a relationship, and to have kids then life is not worth living. The only things that makes life worth living is for people to be allowed to obtain truth, justice, freedom and equity and to realize that if they have the ability and righteousness to attain to their goals they will be allowed to do so without wrongfully encumbrances in their honest attempt to fulfill those dreams.

The offer of allowing me to have a relationship of “love” and children to pass on my Y is nothing more than another ruse of lies meant to provide more of the same old false hope (and need I remind you it is not even a hope to which I aspire) and I’m certain you know this as well as I. Such an offer brings back memories of deceit to which that network uses. One such memory is from ago when my wife had told me she hated red haired people because someone she had known with red hair had done something she did not like, yet many of the men she chose to cheat on me with had red hair. For the longest while I could not figure out why she would say one thing yet do another but then I recall that when she and I were dating I had told her about one of my supervisors who started each day with the phrase “Well guys, big red is out today so it’s going to be a hot one”. She thought this to be quite funny and when I queried about that she said it was because every morning when we awoke from sleep she recalled that I always had an erection and associated this with that phrase. She decided that she would nickname my penis “big red” and she asked me how to say this in Spanish. I told her that in Spanish big red is rojo grande and so that is the name she used whenever she referred to me. This is when I drew the conclusion that this was reason that she was encouraged to cheat on me with “red” haired men and the day I went to pick up my children from her and she (and they) had hope of a reconciliation I already knew she was pregnant with a child that would have been the proverbial “red-headed step child”. When I made it known I was not interested in reuniting with her they caused the embryo to be aborted, she had no idea she was pregnant at that time.

Then there is your network that has used so many people to attain to its goal of being the most powerful. You and I both know the truth of your “godhead” and I tell you now that unless you are willing to be a GOD of justice and of all the things expected of GOD then you will not receive my participation in your system. I cannot nor will I ever sanction or justify such a system as long as injustice prevails. If you truly wish to be GOD then you must create a branch within your network which would oversee that justice is provided to those deserving of it for that is the province of GOD. Until such a branch is created then I shall continue to resist your system until you once again take away my freewill.

As for that other network which has formed an association with many other networks and portray them to be god (and to whom I refer to as the moron-god) what they pose as freewill and choice is in reality a demand to do as they say or be punished. There is no “choice” in that and because I find it abhorrent to do as they demand I am only left with the punished, well so be it at least I am true to myself!

Then when they punish me you take vengeance upon them but I tell you that while vengeance is certainly within the province of GOD it is no justice to me. You want to be my GOD then be no respecter of religion. I would instead you respect justice for all throughout the world and eventually throughout all the worlds you will control. It is only then that I will praise your system and partake in it.

To be continued…until then may love and peace be yours always, amen.

The boy turned 18 this year and graduated from high school. Network A team leader told each member of his team to have their subordinates prepare to track the networks which became involved in what was about to happen to the boy, then he had a member of Network A that had been planted as an agent of Network B make the necessary calls that would start the melee.

Piscataway, New Jersey [circa May 1978]
Rutgers University School of Law.

Network B team leader, working at Rutgers University, had been presented with information his network had collected about the boy. According to the information he had about him the boy had abused his sister and he was tasked by his network to avenge the boys’ sister. He looked hard at his target, the boy, who was sitting at his desk. He hated him. It wasn’t personal he reminded himself he just hated all abusers but he loved and enjoyed taking revenge against them and he knew he would screw up this boys’ life to an extent that no one would be able to put it back together.

He turned to the boys’ education file and began reading. It stated the boy was a zealous patriot, an honor student in high school and was presently enrolled in the R.O.T.C. (reserved officer training corps) program in his first year at Rutgers University. He knew the boy was clueless as to the way networks maneuvered and manipulated others in order to meet their agendas. The boy was sitting in his office clueless as to his affiliation with Network B. He turned his attention to the boy and smiled at him to put him at ease. He set the file down then advised the boy to join the CIA.

The boy called up the CIA stating he was a freshman at the Rutgers University and wished to obtain information on requirements for applying for a job with the CIA.

The agent that spoke with the boy advised him that the CIA preferred to recruit its members from active duty military personnel and if he was serious about wishing to work with the CIA he should first join the military.

The boy withdrew from the university went down to the U.S. Air Force recruiting center and enlisted.

San Antonio, Texas [circa August 1978]

During boot camp he was tasked by his T.O. (Technical/training officer) to track a recruit from another squadron because that recruit was suspected of malingering and the T.O. wanted to be certain of it before taking corrective action against him.

The boy began tracking the target (the new recruit of the other squadron) assigned to him as ordered but, because of the strange behavior of his target, came to realize that his target was tracking him! The boy imagined the T.O.’s (both his and his targets’) were probably sitting in one of the offices in one of the buildings which towered above him and his target and were laughing about how they have created the proverbial dog that chases its own tail.

The boy went toward his target, smiled then whispered to him as they passed close by to each other.

Langley, Virginia [circa 1978]
Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) Headquarters.

The member of Network C that was working within the CIA made a call to her network team leader and stated she had information on the young man they had asked her to be alert for. She told her network that the young man was wishing to join the CIA and was presently in the Air Force where he was posted to his first assignment at Norton Air Force Base in San Bernardino, California.

They were to set him up and make sure he was not acceptable to the CIA.

Live Oak, Florida [circa 1989]

Network A team leader was sitting in a chair in the room where the hypnotherapist had the boy (now a man) under hypnosis and was planting, in the boys’ mind, the information about how Network B had caused the man’s grandfather (a wealthy businessman originating from London) to become ill and bedridden. As a result of the grandfather being bedridden the boys’ uncles, both physicians, had taken control of the family fortune and since the boys’ father was no longer living in the family estate on the island they chose to lock out the boys’ father from any share of the inheritance.

Network B had then created an organization that had portrayed itself to be interested in building a combination hospital and research facility on the island where the boys’ uncles practiced medicine. The boys’ uncles listened intently to what the organizations’ representatives had to say and then researched the organization to be certain it was what it purported to be. The uncles then sank the family fortune in the organization expecting to directly benefit from the building of the hospital/research facility.

The organization was a very carefully orchestrated façade and the promised hospital/research facility was nothing more than a part of a scam created to take the fortune of the boys’ family. Network B had decided that the grandfather should be punished for being the one that had caused, by having the boys’ father, bringing the boy into this world. Leaders of Network B decided the world would be better off without the boy in it. Taking away the fortune would ensure the boy would not have the resources to be successful in his endeavors to become a geneticist and build a research facility. They firmly believed that anyone who abused others should not be allowed to live much less succeed in realizing any of their goals.

Kansas city, MO [circa 2009]

Network A team leader was planting, in the boys’ mind, the information about how they had caused the Network B team leader to learn the truth about the boys’ childhood and revealed to them (without revealing who Network A was) that the boy was not an abuser. He told the boy that when the wife of Network B’s team leader learned of what her husband had done to the boy and his family she exclaimed “Oh that poor man!”.

The boy asked Network A team leader why he was revealing all this to him and the team leader replied that he recalled how the boy, as a child, had believed in ESP (extra sensory perception) and wanted to be gifted with it. Now that the GOD Network (Network A) was the most powerful network, thanks in part to the scheme in which they had used the boy in, they now had decided to grant that wish.

The team leader continued talking and told the boy, now an old man, that Network B (still clueless about being set up by Network A or even of its existence) will attempt to make things right for the boy. That network had initially allowed the boy to have only female children because they did not want him to pass on his Y chromosome to future generations thereby wiping out what was believed to be the genes of an abuser. Knowing now that the boy was not an abuser they had decided to allow him to have male children and pass on his Y chromosome. The catch was that Network B could not reveal the truth to all the other networks (such as networks that fought for women’s rights and those that fought for children’s rights) which it had set up by making them believe that the boy had been a wife beater and had raped women and molested his children because if those networks had learned the truth they may ostracize Network B or worse, go to war against them for using them in such a manner.

Network B had decided to try to make things right by allowing the boy to marry so he could demonstrate to these women’s networks that he had changed…

More to come…May love and peace be yours always, amen.

The boy had an abusive mother and when he was five years old he was raped but by the time Network A Leader got done with him he’d have no memories of any of this. In the country from where the boy’s family emigrated the family had been prominent in the societal and political affairs. The boy’s grandfather had established the political party that was still in power. The boy’s mother had instilled an air of superiority in all of her children. The mother, herself, was from a family of low stature that had married the boy’s father because she had pretentions of being a member of high society. In reality she was quite wanton and vulgar.

When the boy was only four years of age he encountered the female child of their neighbor whom his mother had always taunted and called all manner of vulgarities. The female child had stuck her finger through the fence in a taunting manner and the boy had bit her finger making the girl cry.

This gave him the idea for the plan he was about to carry out. His network had a plan that would put them on the top rung of all networks and would, if all went well, allow them to control all other networks and, in effect the world. The network created teams around the world that would implement this plan and they had put him in charge of a team that would execute part of that plan in his home state of New York.

He had anxiously been awaiting this moment and now the time had arrived. He and his team had successfully put the entire family down with a gas that would ensure they would be asleep for several hours then infiltrated the home of the boy. Once inside they went straight to work on recreating the memories of the boy and his family. First, they catalogued the real memories of the entire family then went about recreating the memories in the way they needed to achieve the results they were after. Starting with the boy they blocked all access to the memories of being abused and raped…

Turning to his second in command Network A leader said “I’m leaving you in charge of the boy, tempt him all you want with sex, have the girls tease him and tantalize him but under no circumstances is he to be allowed to have sexual intercourse with any of them is that understood”? His number two in command responded with a crisp “Yes sir”.

QUEENS, NEW YORK, CIRCA 1970.

Network A leader entered the room where the boy slept and sat at his side. The boy, under hypnosis, was being programmed according to the answers he gave them to the questions they posed to him. While under hypnosis for the past several years he had been severly tempted with sexual intercourse and forced to think he was in love with various girls in his classes but had never been allowed to have any sex. In fact he was never allowed to even so much as kiss. He was extremely introverted and lived vicariously through books. He was a voracous reader and enjoyed learning. This may have been a result of the hypnotherapy.

The hypnotherapist was presently making strides with the next phase of the plan where they would make the boy’s sister start teasing and tempting him. The boy had been almost a saint when they first discovered him. His family was disfunctional and the mother never allowed the children to speak or ask about things dealing with sex. The boy had no idea about sex and was extremely confused about the subject. The only information he had been able to obtain was was from the other boys he overheard talking about it. That information was useless and sexist but it fit right into the plans they had for the boy.

The other team members each had charge of a different family member. The member in charge of the boys younger sister said she was coming along nicely. She was the mother’s favorite child. Whenever she wanted to force the boy to do her bidding she would threaten to tell the mother something that would cause the boy to get a beating. The boy was afraid of the mother, with good cause.
The mother was extremely abusive both verbally and physically. She had taken a hot iron and burned the boys older sister’s arm (when she was a young child) because the child refused to stop crying. Another time she took the boys father into the back yard and stabbed him because he had to work overtime and came home an hour late. Yeah, the boy had very good reason to fear the mother.

The boy would be entering the seventh grade soon. He was very studious had constantly been thinking about sex for the past few years but knew absolutely nothing about it. He was coming along just fine and now coming on to twelve years old they would soon be implementing the plan.

The plan was to cause the boy and his sister to have intercourse then they would step back and plant that information to another network (Network B) without letting them know that Network A was behind them receiving the information they got about the boy and his younger sister. Network A would then follow the trail of every network member of Network B. The boy and his sister were unwitting spies for Network A and they would never know it. Network A had been planning to uncover every member of every underground network out there and this plan was just a part of a larger plan to become the network at the very top of the pyramid. Network A would in effect become the de facto GOD and have the ability to manipulate every other network out there without they ever realizing they had been co-opted by Network A.

Network A had been working on a bio-transceiver technology that would be implanted into a person and which would allow them to control that person. The technology wasn’t perfected yet and so they would have to resort to simply implanting a micro-transceiver into the boy’s tooth. They had caused the boy to complain of a toothache and he had been scheduled by his dentist for a root canal at which time he would be fitted with the micro-transceiver.

Once that has been implanted the next phase of the plan would be to hand him off the Network B without them knowing they were being set up. Once Netwrok B put the boy under hypnosis and started asking questions we could guide his answers to be certain he gave the answers Network B would be looking for. This was absolutely necessary especially since the boy had refused to have intercourse with his sister, we could fix his answers to them while they questioned him under hypnosis. Once they were fully committed to persecuting the boy we would be able to track every one of their members. If there ever came a time when we had to go to war with them, or any other network for that matter, we would know exactly who were its members and would be able to strike them down before they could ever present a challenge to us.
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Does this sound like something you’d expect to see on the cartoon “Pinky and the Brain”? We control the world! HA, HA, HA!
I hope you enjoyed this snippet and I hope to be posting more in the future. Until then may love and peace be yours always, amen.

Email to the court read:

Greetings. I have just deposited with the US Postal Service a copy of the attached petition for rehearing in this matter.
Please take note that the Writ of Error Coram Nobis has been abolished and replaced with Subsection 1651 [The All Writs Act].

Being there is no more coram nobis writs my original action could not have possibly been one. The mentions of writs of coram nobis in my filings are merely examples of how the 1651 may be interpreted and used to provide for any and all relief sought. These references are also merely made to show that I had already filed such a motion to the original court of jurisdiction.

You should receive a copy of the attached petition via USPS within the upcoming week.
Thank you,

The motion to the court read:

COME NOW Towns Crier (not real name used in filing), pro se petitioner in the above captioned cause with this request for rehearing and in support of this petition deposes as follows:

1. This court dismissed the instant action for lack of jurisdiction based on the erroneous assumption that the original petition was filed solely as a Writ of Error Coram Nobis, however the original action was filed as a Writ of Habeas Corpus under Title 28 USC subsection 2241, et seq. and Title 28 USC subsection 1651 and “ANY OTHER TITLE WHICH MAY PROVIDE FOR THE RELIEF REQUESTED HEREIN”.

2. This court dismissed this action for lack of jurisdiction however, the petitioner is within the jurisdiction of this court for an action under Title 28 USC subsections 2241, et seq. and Title 28 USC subsection 1651 (the all writs act and not solely for a writ of error coram nobis).

3. While a Writ of Error Coram Nobis is required to be filed in the court of original jurisdiction petitioner has clearly demonstrated that he has filed such with that court and that court denied said motion by recharacterizing it as a successive motion under Title 28 USC subsection 2255 and then erroneously dismissing it for lack of jurisdiction. Such evidences are presented in their entirety in the original filing to this court and have not been heard due to the presumption that said filing was a Writ of Error Coram Nobis.

WHEREFORE petitioner now petitions this court to rehear the original matter under the Habeas Corpus act and/or Subsection 1651’s All Writs Act and/or under any other act which may allow for the hearing of the original.

Related action to dismissal of the petition:

Prior to having my petition dismissed I had been offered a job with a law firm, I had decided that if I obtained justice from the court regarding my petition I was going to accept the job part-time while returning to university to complete my degree full-time.

Upon dismissal of my petition in the court I declined the position with the law firm because I refuse to sell the idea that justice exists in this system to people who would possibly be relying on me as their last hope in obtaining justice. To me that would be selling them lies and false hopes. I refuse such lies and false hopes for myself and I refuse to provide lies and false hopes to others.

Perhaps at such a time when I obtain real justice I will reconsider such job offers and returning to university but until then I shall continue to be the modern day John Galt.
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Speaking of John Galt:

I went past a protest in Los Angeles where the “Occupy Wall Street” protestors were rallying. I noticed one of the protestors with a sign reading “To hell with John Galt”.

Later, at the library, I met an individual who seemed enamored with the “Occupy Wall Street” movement. I was not in a mood to listen to such gibberish and told him of the sign I had seen there and explained to him that John Galt (a character in an Ayn Rand novel) was a protestor who protested the stealing of his life’s work, his inventions and his ideas (in essence his life) by the elected officials who then gave all this intellectual property to the public for their use at no cost to them and without compensation to John Galt.

The way in which John Galt protested is that he dropped out of societal life, refusing to do any research or to particiapte in any manner that would support the unjust system of government that stole the lives of its citizens in this manner to give it to the masses of people who refuse to compensate those they have taken from believing it is their right to be able to freely utilize the intellectual property (the life) of those from which it was stolen.

I told the enamored gentleman that all these “Occupy Wall Street” protestors needed to shut up and go home!

Later (unrelated to the protestors but related to John Galt) I received an email from the re-elect Obama campaign to which had a subject line of:
I will not take no for an answer.

To which I responded:
And you’ll never get anything other than NO without first providing me with justice! Until then don’t call me “friend” you damn socialist pig!
I sign my emails to that group as John Galt.

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May love and peace be yours always, amen.

I shall attempt to put it as straight forward as I possibly can. I suppose most of you out there have never read my books which had gone into much more detail but was widely misunderstood or misinterpreted.

In my first copyrighted  work (and in fact also in my last posting) I explained that the act of sexual intercourse, for me, was too emotionally painful to contemplate. In the copyrighted work I explained that during the twelve years I was married the only way I could perform was after I had imbibed sufficient alcohol to allow me to be emotionally numb enough to perform. My wife at the time also specifically told me that I performed better when I was drunk and so she even encouraged me to drink (she preferred me to drink Rum because she said tequilla made me angry and all I wanted to do was pick fights with other guys in whatever bar we were at.

I do not like drinking and I don’t particularly care for the taste of alcohol. I especially do not like the idea that alcohol kills brain cells or the fact that I cannot make wise and informed decisions while under the influence of alcohol.

I am not capable of carrying on a relationship other than friendship but whenever I attempt to have such friendships with women it seems trouble soon follows (she meets a guy who gets jealous of her going to the theater or cinema or whatever). To please him they take off and I never see them again until he drops them then all they want to do is castigate men whenever they start coming around again.

I don’t want to hear any of that and I don’t want to make friends just to have them take off whenever they meet someone new especially me knowing that some of them I may never see again if their relationships do work out.

I have lived a life as a loner for well over twenty years and I in fact can even say that even whilst I was married I was alone during those twelve horribly long years.

Some people act like they have the right to demand others become involved at any cost. I do not understand this attitude. I do not go into the bedroom of others and demand that they have sex with someone or not have sex with someone. The bedroom is a private place and I’d even go as far as to call it a sort of sanctuary. What goes on behind these doors is no ones business any more that it’s anyone’s business what one cooks and/or eats in his/her own private kitchen.

I am not interested in relationships. Now please no more questions about such.

May love and peace be yours always, amen.

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10-09-2011 UPDATE:

I.     Relationships:

There is one more item I wish to broach upon related to what I have learned about relationships since my release from prison a few years ago. Of the few females I had befriended I learned that the reason they initially befriended me was because they thought I was wealthy. Here is why they probably thought this:

Female #1:

I came to know this second female because she was the secretary at the firm that handled my investment accounts. Every time I called them to speak with my broker she stayed on the phone speaking with me. I explained to her that I was imprisoned for crimes I did not commit and had been hoping to have my case overturned.

She asked me what type of work I do and I explained I was working as a paralegal during the past ten years while imprisoned. She asked what I planned on doing after my release and I told her I planned on returning to university full time. She assumed I was going to return to university for legal training as an attorney.

After my release I contacted her, hoping I could rent her basement as an apartment, [She had explained to me that she was divorced with three children and a mortgage that she could barely afford]. She thought I wanted to be more than a tenant/friend and she adamantly resisted any attempt at meeting me. I tried to explain that I wanted nothing from her other than friendship and that I needed a place to rent because every where I had called turned me down because of my felony conviction and that the money I paid would help with her mortgage payments. I decided to ask her to at least meet me in a public place (we had never met in person before). She agreed and I decided to meet her at a restaurant in downtown Kansas City (Missouri not Kansas). When we met outside the restaurant and as a peace offering I gave her a flower, which I had purchased at the flower shop across the street from the restaurant, then we went into the restaurant for lunch.

Her two youngest sons (twins) were obnoxious little brats that couldn’t sit still while her eldest son appeared well mannered. I was actually stunned when I first encountered her as I had expected to find a tall, svelte woman but instead found a tall grossly obese woman. My illusion of her outer appearance came from the time we spent speaking on the telephone while I was still incarcerated. I had called to speak to my broker and when he came on the line he was curious as to what his secretary and I spent talking about. He said he was very protective of her and I took it to mean he was either having an affair with her or he had a crush on her. After speaking to him I asked her about him and said I was curious about what was going on over there, she laughed and stated that he was gross looking being he weighed about 300 pounds and found his weight to be extremely repulsive (imagine my surprise when I found her looking to be northward of 200 pounds herself)!

She finally managed to get around to asking about my financial situation, I thought it was because she wanted to be certain I could pay the rent if she let me have the basement as an apartment but it turns out she wanted to know if I had sufficient income to take care of her and her children because after I told her I simply had a small monthly income she belted out that she needed someone with money and that was financially secure to take care of her and her kids. I was dumbfounded because I didn’t know why she would have continued to think I wanted more than just friendship and an apartment from her. At that moment I felt mean spirited and wanted to tell her even if I had the money to take care of her, her kids and her mortgage I would want a heifer like her but I refrained from making such a rude comment. We parted and later when I called her again about the basement apartment (thinking she had time to realize how much of a help it would be on her financial situation she simply said no she wasn’t interested because she was certain I wanted more from her than just an apartment and friendship.

I never called her again!

Female #2:

This was someone I met at the half-way house upon my release. During that time I was a member of a prayer group which met every evening to pray for each other and for members of each other’s families.

This female was not a member of the prayer group but she did keep staring our way each evening (we met in the only forum available to us (the cafeteria after meal times which also served as the visiting room on weekends for family members). One evening after diner had been served I entered the cafeteria and noticed she was sitting alone at an empty table, apparently awaiting her male companion. I approached her and asked if she would like to join our prayer group. She indicated she would be too uncomfortable being she would be the only female member so she declined.

We talked for a few more minutes and I learned she had been an attorney prior to her conviction. I explained to her that I had been doing legal work (paralegal work for many years and had hope that justice would one day prevail and that my wrongful conviction would eventually be overturned). She then asked to see a copy of some of the legal briefs I had done. I gave her several to look at, including from my case. She was impressed and asked if she could use some of the material she had come across in some of my filings. I gave her permission to use whatever she needed if she believed it would help any of the people she was working with (she was now a paralegal at a local law firm since she had lost her license to practice as a result of her conviction).

She told me that her male companion was only a friend and that she was not in love with him, she was simply using him for a short time, although she confessed she knew he was in love with her but she also said she could never tell him she was not in love with him.

After that time we saw each other regularly (as friends) but she asked me not to come around when her male companion was around because he would become jealous. I saw no harm in this so I acquiesced to her request.

Later I came to learn that she was under the impression I was wealthy and when I asked her why she thought this she said I had just come from prison, I had money to spend and I was a member of a prayer group whose members were all either wealthy or of some social prominence. In truth, I had no idea that all the members were any such thing (it was not until after that time that I learned this to actually be the case), I personally only knew of one of the members that was wealthy but he is the one who had chosen to befriend me and spend time hanging out with me. I explained this to her and also that the reason I had money to spend was because I had taken a loan out against an insurance policy I had owned for many years.

After learning I was not financially well off she became allusive and told me her male companion may be ready to ask her to marry him and she was afraid that topic would come up because she was afraid of what he might do if he learned she did not love him. In fact she may even just go ahead and marry him (I guess to avoid the drama of it all) and that she shouldn’t be around me anymore because he seemed to be very suspicious of her.

I had come to count her a true friend and did not want to lose that friendship so I later texted her asking her to marry me instead. I never got the chance to explain the terms of this arrangement which would be that she would be required to sign a prenuptial agreement stating there would be no shared bedroom, no sex and no right to any inheritance or survivorship upon the death of either of us. Whatever we owned would belong solely to our family or whomsoever we chose to leave it too. After texting this proposal to her I later attempted to recant. I tried to call her a couple of times and apologized to her as well as try to explain this to her but she no longer had the time to speak with me so I just let it go and moved on without her as a friend.

After these two encounters I decided to nix the idea of acquiring “friends”.

II.    Capitalism:

1. I’ve heard it said that capitalism is the best market system in the world and for the most part I agree with this but I also believe that unfettered capitalism is nothing more than an oligarchy.

2. I’ve also look at the related protest movement demanding the “take-over of Wall Street”, the demand for jail terms for the bankers and financiers of the companies that lead us into the financial woes the world’s economies now face, and among those protestors I found signs stating “John Galt can go to hell!”.

I was stunned to read that sign because, to me, the idea that “John Galt” (the main character in an Ayn Rand novel) is considered to be a villain is absolutely preposterous! John Galt was also a protester but he protested against the injustice of the masses and the injustice of the form of democratic socialist government that demanded unfettered access to all intellectual property without proper payment to its owners. Such a system of government was run by thugs which in today’s world it’s members are imprisoned under the R.I.C.O. laws but in that world came into power because people with the mentality of the “take over Wall Street” ilk gave them the power thinking they would all benefit from such a system that stole from those that are intellectuals, creators and inventors and gave freely to those who are clueless and greedy.

Instead of demanding such things these protestors would be better off demanding curbs to capitalism that would allow everyone a fair chance of succeeding in an open market economy. Presently our system of capitalism allows those that are in the “oligarchy” to continue to plunder the rest of us. An example is what I personally consider to be the unethical practice of large bond holders forcing companies to give up board seats to them in exchange for making large investments in the company’s bonds.

It used to be a clear line between bondholders and stockholders but today that distinction has been blurred and while there are still securities laws that make this distinction clear bondholders today get around this by claiming their decision to either make a large bond investment in a company is not based on the company’s decision to create a board seat for them the unspoken notion that the investor will not invest if a board seat is not forthcoming is not lost on the company’s management. Being on the board of directors of a company gives the bondholders a distinct advantage over stockholders for the vote of stockholders has been watered down to a point where it is meaningless to be a stockholder other than to hope for a quick profit (which most people in the market today are looking for—day traders).

Today large public companies are little more than fiefdoms for the very wealthy and the public stockholders who have long term stakes in the companies they invest in find they no longer have a say in the companies whose shares they hold. Protestors should be protesting such unethical behavior of these company’s boards and bondholders rather than demanding the right to lawfully steal the intellectual property of the artist (I speak of the creator of the intellectual property and not necessarily an artist of the Rembrandt type). Protest the signing of the patent law that gives the first to patent the right to the patent rather than the first to invent the right to the patent. At least make it so that anyone who may have had their work stolen can file a claim against the patent to prevent it from being granted until the matter of whose idea it really is can be settled in a court of law. In this way the one who may have stolen the patent cannot make large financial gains from the patent and then either hiding the proceeds or flee before the matter can come to settlement in a court of law.

III. Politics:

1. All this talk about the republican primaries is very disheartening. The republicans, being split between three faces (Tea Party conservatives, ultra conservatives and moderates) are simply attempting to find someone that can get 34% of the republicans voting in the primary. They mistakenly believe that if they can find a nominee that 34% vote of primary voters can stand behind not only will all the other republican fall in line but all the Obama naysayers will also fall in line behind their candidate.

This sort of thinking is foolish and what the republican party needs to do is find someone that not only 34% of republican primary voters can stand behind (don’t necessary count on the other 66% who may not vote in protest of the nominee) but a nominee that can bring Obama naysayers and disillusioned Obamaphytes into the republican arena. That someone, I believe, will be a moderate republican politician (perhaps Huntsman?). While I agree with Perry’s idea that the children of undocumented aliens should be allowed to go to school I find nothing else in common with his strongly biblical based rhetoric (politics and religion does not mix). As for Romney, I do not like the speech he made putting for the idea that the only people that can create jobs are those that have jobs, then turns around and claims that he too is jobless (so as to pander to those many millions of people who are out of work due to the greed of the oligarchs of Wall Street). Such hypocrisy!

I don’t know about you but I want to hear more from Huntsman! In my (not so) humble opinion the rest of the nominees may bow out now.

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This “update” seems to have morphed into an entire article. Let me stop hear and catch my breath. May love and peace be yours always, amen.

1. A short statement on how I was silenced by the underground network I have written about in past posting; and
2. A glimpse at the workings of an underground social network.
3. Relationship questions again.
4. My plans here and there and back.     

I. How I was silenced.

To put is simply, after having revealed to me all the information on the dirty deeds that was done to me I was silenced from revealing many of it through the use of panic attacks. When I initially started having panic attacks it always happened when ever I was around children [remember that I was a Sunday school teacher and a single parent at the time so I was constantly around children]. Being that that network had done unspeakable things to me because they were under the belief that, as a child I had had incestuous relations with my sister, I presumed I was programmed to have panic attacks whenever I was around children as a means of forcing me to stay away from children. I immediately thought that this was, supposedly, their way of keeping children safe).

However, when I quit teaching Sunday school I continued to have these panic attacks even around young adults as well as around just about anyone I attempted to engage in conversation with. What I had not known until later (after I had written my first book—which the prosecution at my trial had called a “manifesto” because manifesto sounds more ominous and dangerous to a jury than “manuscript”, “novel”, “book” or “autobiography”) is that I was also programmed to have panic attacks even when I read certain text material [I only discovered this a few months after I isolated myself from everyone and started my self-studies in the sciences back in the early to mid 1990's].

As a result of these panic attacks I found myself looking more toward the safety of self solitude which afforded me peace of mind and the ability to concentrate more effectively and efficiently on my studies. I made several attempts to make contact with other people via the internet but these attempts were mostly futile as any comment I made in the forums I had been associated with were met by an anonymous someone posting that everyone on the forum should ignore me and not respond to any of my postings or questions as I was attempting to do nothing more than “spamming”. Back then I guess most people did not know that “spamming” was a term indicating unwanted and unsolicited email and not posting of discussions on discussion forums but nevertheless the anonymous someone usually won out and I was ostracized from many of the discussion forums I had used to attempt to obtain more information on my studies and my personal situation dealing with underground networking.

After a few years of panic attacks which had precipitated the forced solitudes, I forced myself to go out and take up volunteer work in food pantries and other places where I would be forced into the public so as to attempt to acclimatize myself to social surroundings in the hope that the panic attacks would be ameliorated. It was in this manner that I learned that I could at times, not always but sometimes have normal (non-panic attack inducing) conversations with others as long as I stayed away from the topic of hypnotherapy and what it had done to me.

My use of the internet back then is what now leads me to my next topic: A look at the workings of an underground social network.

II. A glimpse of the workings of an underground social network.

CASE 1: I’m viral!

When I arrived at the university I had hoped to finish my undergraduate studies and move on to the Masters and PhD I learned that I was still the target of an underground social network—perhaps the same one that had set me up for the time I spent in prison or perhaps another network deciding to take up the banner of that former network to continue their dirty deeds.

Undaunted by the university professors and department head which wanted nothing to do with me I set up an office for a business I had hoped to eventually spearhead the research I had been undertaking my studies for with the intention of hiring the researchers my company had advertised for as well as several of my fellow students from the universities I had attended.

After having opened my office another office down the hall from me opened up and I noticed many of the people going in and out of it wore tee shirts emblazoned with the insignia and letters of the university I was attending. I did my best to ignore them but was weary as to the meaning of them setting up office right down the hall from me but it was difficult to do so for when I contacted Qwest internet to set up my internet connection so I may obtain the online data I would need in my research I quickly came to an understanding of what they were intent on doing in that office down the hall from me: espionage and disruption of my research!

I discovered this by accident for after the Qwest serviceman hooked up my service (the communications grid for the office complex was down the hall in the opposite direction from where my apparent nemeses were ensconced in a closet of another office suite. I did not like this arrangement for I had no idea who had access to that suite. I contacted the office complex management and was told that the closet was always locked so I had nothing to worry about. After that contact I decided to stroll down to that office and see if I could get a look at the security of the communications grid. In that office I ran into the Qwest serviceman who was installing my internet line and noticed that the door that was supposed to secure the grid was nothing more than a set of French doors with a turnkey latch that was easily thwarted by simply pulling on the handles of either door section. I had come to understand that my office had already been invaded and scrutinized by an anonymous someone or someone’s because when I first move in the door handle was difficult to maneuver and when I removed it to see what I can discern the problem might be I discovered that there was a broken bolt within its inner parts which would allow anyone who applied enough pressure to the handle access to the interior of my office without the need for the key I kept upon my pocket.

I walked out of that suite with a feeling of paranoia of old and I kicked into stealth mode. I quickly went back to my office and while I awaited the serviceman to come and inform me that my internet had been set up I pulled out my list of websites which I had used in the past to help me learn if I was being followed in cyberspace by “anonymous”. I also brought out my voltmeter that would tell me if anyone else is on my internet connection with me (or without me for that matter).

The websites I mentioned earlier are among a set of sites that have many similar sites that are virus prone. The list of websites I keep are of virus-free sites as well as sites known to me to contain viruses within the myriad of similarly themed sites. There are many such sites (adult themed sites, gaming sites, screen saver sites,…) and the reason I keep this list (and keep it updated) is I have the belief that if someone wants to track you online without cookies they will do so with a virus and the best time for them to place a virus on your system without you suspecting it to be anything other than virus you picked up from a site you had supposed was innocuous (they could do it at almost any time they choose if they have access to your direct line connecting you to the internet or if they have your IP address) is to put it on your system while you are on one of these themed sites because they would be of the mind that you are simply tempting fate by taking a chance on such sites not knowing that you had been surveying these sites in advance of their arrival in our life. The sites I use have also been rated by my antivirus software and the search engines as safe and virus free (which normally means that of the millions of web users that have been to these sites none of them has reported being attacked by a virus).

As for the voltmeter I simply install a splitter phone jack into my internet connection line and use one to connect to the internet and use the other to read the voltage drop on my internet connection whenever I am online. I learned from the Qwest serviceman that the voltage at the connection point at the grid is 49 volts. Being the grid is several feet away from my office jack where I connected my computer I knew there would be a voltage drop due to loss in the lines the current has to travel between the grid and my jack (the mathematical equation for estimating the voltage is based on the length and diameter of the line between the grid and the jack being used and can be found on almost any physics website). Once you have determined the voltage you can expect at your jack test it to see how close the actual reading is to your mathematical result it should be pretty close else there is either something wrong with your wiring or you are not alone!

After I dropped out of university, they closed down their office and left. I may as well state that while I was at university there were several familiar faces that seemed to follow me every time I went into a bathroom to use the toilets. I later learned that these young men passed along lies to others that they could hear me making sounds like I was masturbating in the stalls. These young men were caused to have a finger cut off for their lies (the amputation of fingers is also supposed to represent that this persecution is an ongoing offshoot of those who had thought that I, as a child enjoyed having my sister come to my room and make me use my finger to masturbate her and so it must have been my fault that she did this to me). I suppose this is what passes for “justice” in the world of underground networks nevertheless it stills leaves me without justice and a reputation that is further tarnished.

But I digress, getting back to the Qwest serviceman: Before leaving, the serviceman had informed me that he was done and I had taken the opportunity to obtain the voltage input at the grid. After he left I went down the hall to use the toilet, which is opposite the suite in which the service grid is in, and noticed that the serviceman had left his meter (which can be used to obtain the access codes to your internet settings) on the floor outside that office suite. I picked up the unit and noticed he had also left the door to that office suite was ever so slightly ajar but not enough for anyone, without having a closer inspection to have noticed was anything but closed. I entered the suite and went to the closet where I discovered that my lines were tagged and my office number was placed on the tags. I removed the tags and pocketed them then I withdrew from the suite and pulled the door back to the same position I had found it. At that moment I heard footsteps on the stairwell down the hall from me and the voice of that someone seemed to be that of one of the people from the office down the hall who had been wearing tee shirts from the university. I quickly went into the toilet and waited to see what unfolded. From my vantage point in the toilet I could overhear the voice (I never saw his face so I could not confirm who it was for certain) say to the person on the other end of the cell phone it was speaking into that he was standing outside the suite but “it” wasn’t there. I then heard the suite door open and the voice next said that there were no tags with my office number on any of the lines.

It appears that my need to use the restroom was at the right moment to allow me to learn my fears that I was turning into a paranoid conspiracy theorist can be put to rest! After the voice left the office suite and I heard him pull the door shut and his footsteps retreat back up the stairwell I left the restroom and returned to my office where I grabbed my briefcase and went on some business errands. I called the Qwest serviceman from the office parking lot to inform him that before I had left for lunch I realized he had left some sort of equipment behind so I put it in the back of my van being I was already out of my office and on the way out to lunch and told him he could come by to pick it up at a time convenient for him.

Bottom line: my computer was compromised and I decided to wipe out and reformat over two terabytes of hard drive space and renew all my data. I am currently rebuilding all my databases from the newly downloaded data from a connection other than Qwest and from a computer that I do not connect to my research computer. I’m not certain how much of my research data they were able to steal but I guess only time will tell. I am hoping to complete the rebuilding of these databases within the next few weeks.

CASE 2: Counterfeiter!

After I called Qwest and had them disconnect my service (I specifically informed them “I wished to disconnect because I did not wish to sign the contract which would allow them to access my computer and download any data they wanted from my computer; and my connection seemed prone to viruses but that I did not blame them” –just because the serviceman was in league with people in the office down the hall from me doesn’t mean Qwest was also in league with them) I decided to take a road trip cross country to see if I could obtain some of the raw data I needed for my research directly from the NIH (National Institutes of Health) in Bethesda, MD (wasted trip because they refused to even allow me to meet with anyone face to face, they instead put me in a conference room and handed me a telephone which “supposedly” connected me to the party I was hoping to speak with about obtaining the data on DVD’s or CD’s but who informed me in no uncertain terms that I would have to obtain the data from the internet as they do not provide DVD’s or CD’s of the data even with my offer to reimburse them for any expense they incurred in creating the DVD’s or CD’s. I actually spent more time being frisked and having my car searched upon entering the campus than I spent on the phone with this person who it turns out was merely one of the several voices that would have greeted me over the phone had I called about any inquiry rather than the “expert” in the field I had requested to speak with.

From there I traveled to Florida (the second of three places I had been to in which I had been physically tortured many years before—the first and third, respectively, being Saudi Arabia—psychological/physical torture and Missouri—physical torture both before my arrest (sleep deprivation) and after my release (physical)–and both time had caused me to turn to alcohol for relief from the torment). In Florida I visited an Autozone store where I made a purchase of some merchandize and requested cash back on my debit card. I placed my change in my wallet and left. It was not until I reached New York State (where my tribulations had begun back when I was an innocent and naive child during the late 1960’s to early 1970’s) that I learned that the change I received from Autozone in Florida contained a counterfeit twenty dollar bill!

I knew that this was part of another scheme of some underground social network wanting to send me back to prison. Last time they dropped off a gun that was stolen from me in from of my apartment door and it turned out to be defaced, this time they gave me a counterfeit bill hoping to implicate me in some counterfeiting scheme for if I was arrested for trying to pass this bill the cops wouldn’t have to go any further than the back of my van—where I have my mobile office set up—to find a printer that would probably put out the same quality of print contained on that bill (which was printed on paper! If I was going to counterfeit money I would not use paper! I would use real dollar bills which I would chemically bleach in order to remove the dye so that I can have quality material upon which to print fresh values!). Many years ago when I found the gun outside my apartment I had decided I would take it to the police to turn it in and get it tested to see if it was used in some crime but got into an accident on my way to Kansas before being able to do so (during the period of time I was being deprived of sleep and drinking heavily in an attempt to knock myself out). Back then I was having doubts about even turning it in because if it was used in a crime how would I ever be able to prove that it was not I that committed the crime? I was debating on whether I should just dump it in a dumpster somewhere along the way. The accident took the decision out of my hands—luckily it was not used in any crimes although the defacement itself turned out to be a crime for which I was given prison time for.

I tried to obtain change from a store clerk and he told me that the money was counterfeit—I was immediately transported back to Missouri to the night I found my stolen handgun and knew I was again being set up. The clerk told me normally they keep the bills and report it (and me) to the police but that I should take it back to the bank I got it from or to the police. I wasn’t certain where I had obtained this counterfeit bill without having to check my financial software program into which I log all my transaction but I had originally thought it was from a bank atm. When I checked my financial software I realized that the counterfeit was part of the change given me from the Florida Autozone in which I had requested cash back after a purchase.

I turned the money into the police department in Ithaca, NY and gave them all the information I had about the bill and I contacted my bank to see if I can file a dispute against the amount of the counterfeit bill—they did not honor that dispute as it is not covered in the dispute resolution agreement.

III. Relationship question again.

I was again asked why I refused to get into a relationship and marriage and replied (hopefully for the last time): “The emotional pain I experience with sexual intercourse far outweighs any physical pleasure the act permits.”

When asked if I would consider getting back into a relationship, I responded by stating “I had considered this question at several points in the past and decided that if I ever chose (however unlikely that might be) to get back into a relationship it would not be until I was financially secure enough to afford one and probably not until I can have substantial material proof that the underground social network had ceased its persecution of me and my family and certainly not unless I am certain I would be able to chase after my goal of opening my bioresearch company without the undue interference I am presently experiencing from these people.

Finally I believe it would behoove all who read my postings to look back to past postings which contains a discussion on another underground social network working from within this underground social network that has caused my daughter to be injured and has gone as far as threatening me that if I ever succeeded in turning my life into a success they would kill my daughter. Her children would be cared for by my ex-wife would be the one designated to look after her children if she were to meet an untimely demise. The insurance annuity from which she had been receiving her income would be turned over to my ex as further compensation for the part they played in causing my ex to do the things that caused me to divorce her.

In truth I do not believe the ultimate goal of this network is to force me into a relationship, I think it is forcing me into getting a job so that they can show that their system of injustice and servitude works (so that they can sell it to all underground networks?). It is for this reason that they find they must crush my rebellion at any cost.

Saying that I now continue by reminding old readers that I have written more extensively on this particular subject before; that the idea behind forcing me into a relationship is simply a means to force me into getting a job because if they can force me into a relationship and my partner complains that I am not contributing to the financial success of our relationship then I would be forced, through feelings of guilt and fear of losing her, to getting a job so as to contribute to the relationship and not lose her. I simply make a quick restatement as a refresher for you and for any new readers to these chronicles. It is my belief that they think as long as they can keep me from getting the funding I need that would allow my business to have a real chance of succeeding I will eventually give up hope of that dream and just get a job so that I can obtain the material things this world has to offer and they can have their system vindicated.

What they do not seem to realize (or care about for that matter) is that twenty years ago when that may well have been an obtainable goal for them (when I was still relatively young and still thought that if I worked within the system I could manage to save up enough to start my business and achieve my goals—not yet fully aware of the extent of their deceitful system) but today at my age and after the last injustice of having been ignominiously shuttered away for crimes I did not commit and learning of the truth about this world and seeing the “justice system” I had once placed so much faith and belief in turn topsy turvy in a way which sent my life into a tail spin, hardens me all the more against wasting my time working for several reasons:

1. It would be a tacit approval of their system which is based on injustice and serving only to allow them to believe they can continue to operate in this manner with impunity;
2. At my age and being endowed with this new and clearer vision of such truths allows me to see that they would probably never end their networking against me so even if I chose to go back to work I know that my dreams of ever saving enough to get my business off the ground would be impossibly far away to a point where it would in all likelihood never happen. For me the choice of it “not happening now” or “not happening in the future” is moot and therefore, a non-starter.
3. In the past when I was younger and more able bodied I had proactively attempted to find employment but their networking kept me blacklisted and unemployable. Even today their networking keeps me on a financial precipice and they continue to work on shutting off all avenues I may seek so as to shut me out before I even get there.

IV. My plans here, there and back again.

What I had intended and still hope to do when I came to Oregon is to create a research center that will attempt to improve, through genetics, our physical existence in this world we live in with the hope such engineering would help us survive the worst scenarios I could realistically imagine taking place under the ongoing global warming episode (and I again state that I believe global warming is a natural cyclical phenomenon of our world); I had hoped and still hope to be able to find ways to thwart any bio-terrorism which may be perpetrated against humanity; and also to seek ways that would allow us to cultivate crops in the harshest of environments so we may even use lands we had never thought we would ever be able to use to grow our crops.

When I opened my company I ran an advertisement seeking applications for research scientists and I made lists of people (fellow students and professors) I met at the universities had I attended and that I had wished/hoped to finally be able to make an offer of employment to or retain as consultants in the research my company desired to undertake.

Being networked against in the manner that I am by this underground social network continues to prevent me from implementing many of my plans. I presently have a suit in court that I am hoping will provide me with the financial resources I need to bring the visions I have for my company to fruition.

I am hoping to be able to obtain enough of a financial means to be able to start out by hiring about two hundred people to get the research underway. Unfortunately I have already had experience with the “justice system” and it has not, at least in my case, been “just” by any standards. This court has already gone past the deadline I was told I could have expected to receive a response and in the past when this happened this was not an auspicious beginning to any of my filings.

I imagine it could still go in either direction but right now I am financially strapped, my lease for this unsecured sieve called, an office, is finally up at the end of this month and so I have decided to do some traveling while I seek more data for my research. When I first spoke with the head of the department of my planned course of study I had known at the time that my hopes were futile and after experiencing the tactics used against me in my office complex, in the courts and elsewhere I still know that hope is futile but until the court finally rejects my filings I will keep an open mind toward future possibilities. I see this case as a sort of Gilead fleece.

It is my intention to return to Oregon in several weeks (maybe even in as much as 3 or 4 months away?) and by then I am hoping to have positive results on my court case which would allow me to search for a building in Clackamas County where I can establish my research center and start hiring the staff I will need to perform the research I wish to undertake.

I am presently in default on most of my (and all of my company’s) debts but this glimmer of hope I have for justice, as fleeting as it may be, will provide me with a bit of financial freedom to put my company on the proper footing toward success but even this sliver of hope may already be dead for that underground social network continues to network against me on all fronts. I am certain there are people within this office complex that is in cahoots with that network and they are not happy that I continue to refuse to deny them what they want—which seems to be my getting back into a relationship—and in fact the office complex recently placed a new dead bolt on the outer door of the building, I did not receive a key to the deadbolt which means they may decide to lock me out of the building and my office at any time and especially once they learn of and read what I have posted in this journal.

In my next posting, whenever it comes, I hope to speak about how this underground social network makes money off of its victims.

Well, enough for now—take care and may love and peace be yours always, amen.

Protection of your loved ones is not always possible through the physical actions or physical defenses. Take for example the harm done to my children—one being intentionally paralyzed by a doctor used by an underground network (such as the moron-god network that I have so often spoken of in my other writings). There is no measure of physical force and it makes no difference what your level of training may be there are situations in which you just cannot protect loved ones from that sort of harm. That kind of harm is by no means of the type that could be considered normal tribulations of life and it is for precisely for this reason that I have developed my mindset that I would never again wish to bring any more children into this world…

Lone wolves are not interested in causing mayhem or violence for we are not renegades, we seek only to live in peace and as long as we are not denied justice, freedom and equity we will live in peace. We are probably the most patriotic of peoples and live our lives in patriotic defense of the rights the Constitution guarantees to each and every citizen. We live our lives as faithful patriots knowing the falsity and danger or those who wish to conquer by scheming to divide by claiming patriotism to be a matter of rhetoric and ritualism. It is patriotism in truth and reality that we honor and defend most profoundly and most profusely. Is it not the same even in religion? We strongly believe that governments are a favored thing as long as the government defends the justice, freedom and equity of all its citizens equally according to the Constitution. It is only when we are denied these most basic of rights that we can become vicious in our pursuit of attaining what is ours by right and is wrongfully being withheld from us as would any who are wrongfully denied justice…

Many have gained from me and my ideas and this was done even while there were restrictions to my mind and intellect. I recently ran your gauntlet (unknowing it was all staged and without any advanced promises—because I would never have believed any promise you made) and made it through honorably even with your dirty tricks and deeds meant to put me in great peril and cause me great harm and injury. At the end of my run near my return you promised, as a result of my admirable performance, to remove the restrictions on me yet on my first night back restrictions were still in place and the next day evidence proved that nothing else had changed either. I therefore request now that you not only keep your promise of removing the restrictions—to include financial restrictions—but that you provide me with justice and all else that I have been demanding. Imagine how many more benefits can be gained when every restriction is lifted…

As promised (I keep my promises whenever and wherever possible) I am going to provide all my readers with a little entertainment (cuz thazal weun darkies iz gud fo’ ain it?) a little play about a conversation between Satan and I and I shall entitle this little play “The Little Play” J

As the scene opens the audience is treated to the sight of myself and a woman (Satan (which is actually the moron-god that has been kept deluded by satan to act on his behalf on earth)) sitting at a table in a quaint little restaurant in a small town named “Wateva” [pronounced WHAT EVER]. Satan is busy sipping her wicked brew fermented by that famous brewmeister; Gregorie. As we sit facing each other across the table it is apparent to all that we are in deep conversation—meaning I am doing all the talking in this scene (since the moron-god is so shallow).

Act I, scene I

Me: You continue to make promises that are never kept and you claim it is my fault you do not keep any of your promises (?!?). Further you claim if only I would do this one more thing (marry) you will fulfill all of the promises you have made to me but have been refusing to fulfill for all these years. You also claim you will never allow me financial independence until I allow you the ultimate victory by conceding to marry. Now you come and demand to know why it is I will not allow you this victory and wanting to know if it is because I am blind to the truth of all that is happening and to the dreadful power you possess and shall continue to wield against me as for as long as I refuse to give in to your demands. Finally, you claim that your keeping me impoverished is your victory as well as a punishment over me for my insolence in denying you what it is you want (me to marry).

Allow me to enlighten you to some simple facts of life Satan dearest:

1. I do not consider having a wife as a win for me as it is not something I have any desire to do therefore marrying is truly a win only for you while it would be a loss for me.
   
2. Your continual reminder that you can and shall keep me impoverished unless I marry is really quite tiring and completely useless because you, first and foremost, have never kept any of the promises you have ever made to me and thinking that I would ever believe that you will finally fulfill all the promises you ever made to me if only I would marry is, to me, just another one of your useless promises (simply put: it’s just another lie).
   
3. Presently I have two wins over you:
   
   1. I am not married, not because it is something I am denying you but because it is something I do not wish for myself. (win #1 to thine own self be true)
      
   2. I am presently impoverished but if I gave into your demands I would still be impoverished but with the added burden and responsibility of having to help support a relationship and who know how many kids that may or may not be mine. By my keeping true to myself and not marrying then I am still impoverished (but this is something I have been forced to get used to after having lived my entire adult life in this impoverished condition) but at least I do not have the added burdens and uncertainties that go along with that which would be a loss for me. My refusing to accept that loss is in reality a positive for me. (win #2 the moon does not shine blue and certainly not in the middle of the day)
      
   3. As an aside: While I could count my not marrying as your losing I will not do so because it is not my intention to make you lose. (if I had counted this as a win I could perhaps claim it under the label of “humility”)
      
4. Finally I will now say that the reason why you have not seen these things is because your anger (at my “denying” you a victory by conceding to marry) keeps you blind to these facts and your arrogance (resulting from your unchecked power) keeps you intellectually impoverished as it causes you to think that you can bully and lie at will and forever yet continue to believe that those whom you do these things too will continue to be ignorant to truth of your ways or will be in such awe of your power that they will be forced to concede their will to yours.
   
5. As I have said in the past zero divided by any number is still zero and that is exactly what you get bitch: ZERO!
   
6. To sum it up me:2, you:0.
   
7. I will eventually die and although it may be a horrible death such as what you caused my father to suffer it will eventually come to an end I shall find eternal rest and peace while you will live forever and be tormented for all eternity by having lost to such a lowly creature as I. Ummm maybe that really is me:3, you:ZERO!
   
8. One of the largest barriers to my forming relationships is not that women are too fat or too thin, not because they are not pretty enough, not because they are not blondes, not because of the color of their eyes or any of the many other physical traits they express. It is not even due to the revelation given me while I was still incarcerated; while such may ordinarily play a role in normal situations this is not a normal situation, instead it is because I do not trust them any more than I trust you and I presently do not have the means or the ability to acquire the tools I would need to protect all that I love. However, if you still don’t get it and are still in need of assistance in figuring all this out here is a hint to help you out:
   

   If you ever expect me to believe you, you will have a long road of making up for all the deceit you have sown; you can start by providing me with what GOD demands: That being justice, freedom, equity and the ability to attain to my goals in truth and unhindered by you or your minions, for until then there will never be any going forward but be forewarned that you need to choose your down payment on the future with the utmost of care for it will portend what is to be.
   

    

THE END (?)

May love and peace be yours always, amen.

Yesterday I gave two of the requirements I believe nature requires for quantum tunneling to take place, I wish to add another aspect of such requirements but I, again, wish to state that the ideas I had started to formulate were developed by myself more than fifteen (15) years ago during the time I undertaken my studies of physic, those studies were interrupted by a wrongful conviction. After my release I did not take up where I left off in these studies opting to take up studies of my first love: biology and genetics in particular.

Last time I stated there was at least two requirements and listed those as:

First—the size of the particle to the area of the space of the barrier to be tunneled will be an exponential relation favoring the area of the space of the barrier to be tunneled.

Second—the minimum threshold energy of the particle must be greater than then combined energy of all the particles in the space that is a barrier to that particle.

A third aspect—is that the particle doing the tunneling may obtain the energy needed for the tunneling event from the barrier itself. In this way the particle starts out with its own energy and to that energy is added the energy of the part of the barrier being tunneled thereby giving the particle the minimum threshold energy needed to tunnel through the barrier and once it has completed the tunneling it returns to the barrier, the energy it had borrowed.

I have also considered the possibility that there may be something or some event on the opposite side of that barrier that may cause the barrier to impart its energy to the tunneling particle.

If these ideas are indeed a part of nature’s requirements then it may be possible to facilitate a wide variety of tunneling events by devising barriers that would be more willing to give up, for a short period, their energy to the tunneling particle.

Unusual discussion

I recall when I was a young man at university and away from home for the first how worried I was about what the requirements for my passing would be predicated on. During those days (pre-computer era) we were transitioning more and more from a multiple format type examinations to multiple choice questions and I recall myself believing that memorization of equations, facts and phrases would be more beneficial to me than a real understanding of the material. Perhaps now that such a transition is complete (100% multiple choice exams) it is this same mentality that I saw in the fellow student I spoke with a few days ago.

Another explanation for my fellow student’s performance may be found by considering an encounter with a student from another class the previous afternoon. That student, of whom I had never formerly made acquaintance or introduction, approached me and made a confession to me about a legal misdemeanor she committed years before and is currently being punished for. At the time all I could think is “who is she, why is she telling me this and does she expect me to do something about her problems?” I just nodded and made unintelligible murmurings that were meant to show sympathy and understanding and when that encounter, and class, was over I simply walked away wondering what brought all that on.—Consider, too, the latest news reports of the female journalist who started babbling nonsense during a televised news report she was giving.

Recalling that encounter after my encounter the next day with the honor student made me consider that the “moron-god” was attempting to undo some of the ignominy they had bestowed upon be over the years. This, along with panic attacks, is one of the reasons why I had decided to seclude myself from societal and personal relationships and friendships over the years. The form of “restoration” that caused my gain counterbalanced with the loss or humiliation of others was something I find extremely hard to accept. Whenever others hurt at my expense it causes me just as much pain as it does that person and I feel a personal loss within myself as a result of their loss, whatever that loss may have been.

I believe that such encounters are also a sort of reminder to me that I am not the only one being put through this sort of thing. Even with that knowledge I have found that most of the people I come into contact with, whether or not, they know of what is happening to them, have admitted to doing something that has caused them to be punished in this manner but I never did the things I was accused of. It is this injustice and the inability to protect those that I love or form relationships with from the types of harms that this injustice has caused which prevents me from believing and trusting not only the system that has brought all this about but prevents me from trusting anyone.

Other

Presently, I am debating what it is I am going to do in my future and where it is I shall be doing it; I no longer have any trust in the university or its staff so remaining at the university is not an option. As I have revealed in past writings I have decided to leave school and return to self-directed learning along with a “trial and error” research format in hopes of finally accomplishing at least one of my goals. As the system of the “moron-god” has deprived me of justice and freedom the decision to leave university for private self-directed study will cause me to undertake additional expenditures and since these additional expenditures come without an increase in my present income it means I, in the near future, may have to default on much of my present debts so that I may channel those funds to meeting what will be the increased financial demands of these new endeavors. I am currently struggling with ideas of generating sufficient income that will allow me to take on these new expenses while continuing my current debt payments.

We started out discussing the things that make life worth living. This student stated that justice, freedom and equity were not things that mattered in life and why should anyone expect such things when molecules (particles such as electrons and atoms such as nitrogen) don’t require such things. He magnanimously agreed that Truth was a necessity that made life worth living.

From there he attempted to calculate the cost of energy output of a particle collider on earth verses the cost of output of energy of the same collider if it were situated in outer space. He started out by stating that the energy output would not be any more significant in outer space and the reason is that the colliders (speaking about the inside of the rings where the collisions take place) on earth are vacuums and so gravity would not have any effect. When I pointed out the opposite he, again magnanimously, conceded that perhaps this is correct but would not concede that the gravity would make as large a difference as I indicated. He then started moving his hand up and down rather quickly above the table as which we were seated and said something the effect that “statistically speaking if he does this long enough quantum mechanics would allow his hand to go through the table analogous to quantum tunneling effects in nature (throughout all this he also kept saying some nonsensical thing about the entropy of the universe).

I disputed this but he insisted that statistically speaking it was possible. We did not have enough time to go into other subjects (we did speak about genetical effects and how it relates to environment and how this relates to the length of an organism life span—unfortunately it was a similar discussion format) but I did leave him with one bit of advice should he decide to enter any math or science research fields: I told him “if nature can do it, we can do it”.

One thing I did not have the time to explain to him was my hypothesis on quantum tunneling which is as follows (please note that I am not a physicist nor have I done any mathematical modeling on any part of this theory):

I believe there is at least two requirements necessary in nature for it to allow quantum tunneling and these two requirements will be based upon:

First—the size of the particle to the area of the space of the barrier to be tunneled will be an exponential relation favoring the area of the space of the barrier to be tunneled.

Second—the minimum threshold energy of the particle must be greater than then combined energy of all the particles in the space that is a barrier to that particle.

Coming out of that conversation with him left me wondering if he is an example of the average intellect of the student body that make up the honors program; is this average of the honors program statistically higher than the average intellect of the average non-honors student; is he a statistical outlier; is his participation in the honors program based solely on an ability of rote learning (learning through memorization without understanding); and is this sort of learning average among the student body of all universities across the nation?

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Message from a lone wolf: I’m viral keep your distance. Webbvirus.

Greetings,

A math question! [You sent me a math question?] When it comes to math I would highly suggest you contact someone else about it as I am presently (last few years) not in a frame of mind to really answer math questions meaningfully. If you don’t believe me I am attaching a copy of my responses that I have turned in (and believe me when I say that you can give me the correct response and I would not touch it, look at it or use it because just looking at these equations does things to me in ways you could not imagine and even makes me unable to think about non-math questions meaningfully for a period of time thereafter…I thought I told you this last term?

Believe it or not just looking at the question you emailed me has my mind reeling unimaginable right now and I probably will not be able to concentrate on anything else for the rest of the day. A little over a decade and a half ago I used to have the same problem whenever I saw pennies (you heard me correctly, a penny would do this to me). It took me several years to finally overcome that and now about a decade later I am having the same type of reaction to math equations and I am trying to work through it but it will take time just as it did with the penny. Over the past six months I had attempted to inundate myself with math equations (going to YouTube and watching statistics, calculus and physics videos in the hope of speeding up the process of recovering from this but it didn’t work and so I have to just let this thing run its course before it finally relents–and to think I used to love math. Anyway I thought I would send you a copy of my nonsensical response to that question so you can see for yourself (while I will understand the impulsive laughter that shall break forth please don’t laugh too long or too hard  ). Just to let you know, I wrote down that response at the beginning of the term and then just let it sit there for a couple of weeks before I went back to the file and gave final responses to the other questions so that I could put a little time-distance between the math question and the other questions because I knew in responding to the other questions after contemplating the math question that they too would all be just as nonsensical…but I thought I told you this last term during that statistic class (I mean the genetics class–a little humor there, very little!), aarrgh my head hurts! That’s okay I don’t need to study this weekend anyway as I will probably not be able to finish my degree during the upcoming year (although I will continue with independent studies) and when (or if?) I am able to return to formal education it probably will not be at this university.

Monday will truly be “D” day.

May love, peace be yours always, amen.
 

BTW– I almost enrolled at Cornel U back in ’84 when I got out of the service but ended up going overseas (to the middle east) to work for Lockheed Martin instead.

Take care

Here is the reason why I have been programmed to have these attacks:

Back in the mid 1990′s while I lived in Missouri I was programmed to have severe panic attacks to pennies because I had decided to undertake independent studies as a first step toward returning to university. As I have already stated: the moron-god network is one that was build upon racist ideas and so they had the belief that black peoples were not capable of learning sciences (we all belong in athletics and entertainment don’t you know…), which is what I was studying. They programmed me to have panic attacks at the sight of a penny (using the same techniques that was used during late 1980′s to earlier 1990′s when I lived in Florida to program me to have panic attacks whenever I was around children—anyone under the age of 18—and each of these panic attacks lasts for several years before subsiding). In the initial stages of the attack whenever I saw a penny I broke out in profuse sweating and the words “get a job” would pop into my head, then a full blown panic attack would ensue. This is the same way the initial stages of the panic attacks occurred a couple of years ago when I looked at mathematical equations (except the “get a job” words never popped into my head, it was just the profuse sweating and then the onset of the panic attacks). I have been told that the reason I have been programmed to have these attacks is because of my knowledge of particle physics and the fear that I would use that knowledge in conjunction with my studies in calculus to put together nuclear weapons. I have had knowledge of the inner workings of nuclear weapons (fission and fusion bombs) from studies I had undertaken in physics and of actual schematics of such weaponry while living in Missouri—which if you were to look at the “explosives” criminal charges I was convicted of you will see how ridiculous it would be for me to build “pipe bombs” out of pvc pipe (which is what the prosecutor tried to claim at my trial—fortunately the jury had enough sense not to buy into such hog wash), nevertheless the judge allowed the prosecutor to violate jurisprudence by allowing him to argue his case using a connotative meaning of the term “explosive” instead of the legal (statutory) definition of explosive (there were several other obvious violations of jurisprudence as well but I will not go into any of them here). My moron attorney looked like an idiotic jumping jack the first time he jumped to his feet to object to the prosecutor’s use of the term “explosive” when the prosecutor spoke the word. He only objected once and instead of objecting on the grounds that the term explosive needed to be proved according to the definition under the statute that I had been charged (as that statute gave an explicit definition of what the term meant and my “crime” did not meet that statutory definition) he merely objected to the use of the word until the end of trial after the jury had decided that it was explosives I had been building (at the time it was still the idea that the explosives in question were “pipe bombs”). He proffered no counter argument to the prosecutor’s connotative meaning and never gave the jury an explanation of what the statutory definition meant. In fact the prosecutor’s own federal ATF and FBI witnesses gave hints as to what an explosive was in their testimony and my attorney never indicated in his closing argument to the jury that they should consider the descriptions given by these witnesses nor did he provide them with explanations of the statutory definitions they should be using when deliberating on the charges, instead he allowed the written instructions to the jury to go unchallenged. This put the final nail in my coffin because the written instructions to the jury gave the jury explicit instruction that they could only use the definitions the court provided in its instructions and ordered them to deliberate only on those instructions. The judge’s instructions gave the jury (against prior rulings of the US Supreme Court in the case U.S. vs. Lopez) erroneous instructions (in fact he used wording that conveyed to the jury exactly what the US Sct explicitly stated could not be used by the judge in the Lopez case and for which they gave as the reason for overturning Lopez’s conviction) of the meaning of interstate commerce (which is the only thing that could give the federal court jurisdiction over my case) and how they were to apply it to my case. As a result of those connotative definitions (for “interstate commerce” and “explosive”) I was wrongfully convicted of gun charges and of “carrying explosives” because I had a “defaced” pistol and some smokeless powder in the trunk of my car (rather than being convicted of all the pipe bomb charges that I had been charged with—the jury had acquitted me of every one of those charges).

After my release from prison and because I had been convicted of the explosives charges I have been programmed to have these panic attacks for fear that I may use my knowledge to design nuclear weapons and allow the schematics to fall into the wrong hands (or perhaps they think I would attempt to build it myself?) I’ve never had any such plans I simply enjoy particle physics and math and especially biology, but like I have been saying: moron-god at work!

The moron-god network’s response was that they never meant for me to get a degree rather I was supposed to be given a “second chance at love and marriage” not a “second chance” at a life of my own!

As an aside:

One of the reasons why they (the moron-god network) wish to keep me from getting a degree in genetics is because they have the stupid idea that I wanted to make a hundred clones of my sister (the demon of my childhood years)—this was before it was revealed to them that it was she that had been forcing herself on me and that she would be the last person in the world that I would clone. In fact I told them I would prefer to clone women from movies I had seen in the past than to clone my sister (think of Lizzie Borden, that Claiborne woman from the Stephen King novel that was turned into a movie, the alien women in “Species”, and another movie whose name I can’t recall but was about aliens that inhabited women’s bodies and during the act of copulation a long tentacle would issue out of them and ram down their male partner’s throats and turn them into popsicles, literally—I kid you not!).