The Ruling Families Use Animals To Denote Various Beliefs To One Another
People think nothing of them. Unless you have the proper context to understand what the message to the masses of undercover lives means, you are someone who does not know how to add looking at a complex algebraic problem on a board. Though these messages people would not even think meant anything.
Like the opening of Chappell's new show showed him contemplating various things in the beginning, and one was a superman like character, wearing purple and yellow, who waved in a stereotypical gay way. If you were the type to wonder what the fuck was up with that, which you would not be since it seems like random thoughts, a hodge podge of cartoons. I do not know if there were other messages there. But they associated me with various colors, at one point green and purple, like the joker.
Green is the Irish, usually the mob or revolutionaries... purple are the royalists, who still hold on to the idea of the ancient lines of kings, like I am. Then there is yellow, which is associated with me, because for awhile many considered me the Son of God. Call this project bluebeam or the return of the Christ. I was given this moniker, as I was many others..... The green has been kind of washed off my name at this point. I found out we were better off not working together because of some of their beliefs, and actions... though I admit being confused as hell about all this. My best friend, the guy who told me to start watching Dominion, with the comment, THOSE ARE YOUR PEOPLE. I have always been associated with angels, because of operation bluebeam introducing me to the world that way, and they claim, and I have the scars, that they removed wings from me.... whether this is true or not I do not know, but they seemed to have a lot of people convinced about this, and many had known about me for many years, evidently waiting for me to do something.... or it was all an Intelligence action... believe what you want about this, but there is a spiritual and a scientific explanation of my life and I like to give both, and am very reluctant to talk about how I really feel about these things, considering it private in a way. Regardless, this conflict on Dominion had my followers as fallen angels, who wanted to inhabit all these people. The good humans were in los vegas and the bad guys in Colorado. I had actually said attack the mob at one point, right when I was at my zenith of power, I was half crazy with anger at everyone and one group that was tough, maybe tougher than us to be vague... I backed down, I thought, when I realized that ALL these allies ran from me... this is after bitching at me about this group stealing money, and blaming it on me... the money could have went towards a revolutionary army and starting a new government... but I was not in charge. I was surprised that they showed this Dominion that the fighting was still going on...
The show was cancelled. The fallen angel moniker still holds. I am not sure what all was done, though I was at one point accused of leading a group of cannibals. And that people had went out on ships to get away from the revolution, and ended up eating each other. Those of you who know of these horrors, which I learned about from the simposons, which I was surprised as usual how many people were involved... I think they all liked me for awhile, because I did something rather vital to their still being a USA and both sides wanted to run me for president. It was all too much for me to believe by then that the what I was seeing on tv was going to intersect with my life.
There was always that distance. I could not believe that people were doing what they were doing, or why.... I was very threatening at this time, fearing an attack, especially after I WAS NICE for one month when I leaned of all these deaths, and I thought they had killed all these people, including John Stewart, who I bowed to out of pleasure he was alive... after hearing about all the death I had, anything seemed possible. I could not believe when I was charged with being racist. One of the mental diseases I had fought all my life against, and made a point of picking up blacks and being extra respectful as a cab driver... trying to heal as much of the animosity as I could; I would get sick of the uppity white people and go to black neighborhoods just to have conversations, and be around people who did not judge me as just some loser cab driver. Other experiences in my life, like living in a dormitory of blacks for six months, and having them mentor me and help me get sober and my life together... I cannot bring myself to be prejudiced, or to abandon any minority to a predatory majority. When I heard about slaughters... about anyone, I just wanted justice.
During that month when I was being threatened and in danger, and George Clooney came on tv saying WE'LL SAVE SCOTTY.. I did not realize I was in all this danger, nor did I care, because if attacked this will be over, and the world will never be the same again... my friends will begin the promised pyrric victory// and I will be the wrath of God. I am ready. Always. Sometimes lusting to have this flesh blown off this soul. Though I would NEVER do anything to harm this city for a race war, as people thought I would. I am not here to crucify myself on your absurdity. No crosses at all this time, as you have probably noticed... this is a sword, which I have yet to even wield. Those who picked it up need redemption.
I worry that a radio station that always supported and rock in general for awhile, though they started to turn on me when the people who were my acolytes, though I had no contact with them that I understood until very late, suddenly comes out promoting an Irish band that says the only Heaven is between a woman's legs, and they win an emmy. A band that came out of nowhere, gets a hit because they have done a song to smash religious fervor, and the Christian movement. I am standing in the ashes of all of this preaching, covered in blood and my wounded followers dying at my feet, knowing that the only being I need with me is always there, God my Father. He understands that I have acted out of love first and foremost, trying to widen peoples circle of comfort in a moment in the spotlight, but I did not expect people to attack each other with no political end game. I would have been there in a second if it was possible... but I could not trust anyone, and the tv world and my everyday seemed to mock each other. One stupid and depressive and confusing....
I heard later Christians were killed, so I can assume this radio station was in with that crowd, who I was accused of being a part of .... when I think of some of the horrible things I was told about that I KIND OF LAUGHED OVER, not realizing this was really happening... I realized how I must have looked. I did not give shit how the people spying on me felt about me until I learned some of you were trying to learn from me, and discover sometimes there are miracles, angels, etc... I would not have led you as you were. I would take back much of what I said when I was drunk on anger.
I WANTED TO PUNISH THE PEOPLE WHO WERE DOING THIS TO ME... and I terrified the innocent. When I discovered that you would not stop, as I asked, allowing children to see me... you kept telling me this and I was like THEN WHY IS THIS NOT BEING STOPPED... who is allowing this... why is this being done to me... and I saw myself rise and fall and then rise again. This time I think they have tried once again to destroy Christianity. The presence of a prophet, which the Catholics consider me, at least... who is saying the Church must change. I feel inspired by God to write in defense of Christianity, which is certainly slammed all over the place, by people who take everything literal, and used by fundamentalists who take everything literal, and they both miss the God in the book, distracted by the words. In the Dead Sea Scrolls, the Essene Jesus preaches that words and bibles were not important, that nature could teach you just as much. He grew up in a town with no temple or school and was most likely illiterate. It makes sense he would preach and believe this. The words are not important, and religion needs to be simple. The Golden Rule needs to be enforced. That I will do.
Hillary Clinton, in a slam to me during her campaign, after I refused to help her after being there for Obama, and it was because she was war mongering against Russia, and that scared me, SAID, YOU HAVE THE HAND OF GOD, SO WHY DO YOU NEED GUNS.... I wrote at the beginning of my book and blog about Jesus == I AM THE HAND OF GOD... this became a popular phrase evidently among the soldiers who fought. I saw it made fun of on that show BURNT as well... about a group of men living in a compound... they made fun of them. I was pissed, and as I used to do back then, quit watching the show.... though what they wrote was true.
I think the Democrats are making a huge mistake by abandoning the Christians. And when they made fun of the Hand Of God, it showed me she was actively against me now that I refused to support her. I would have voted for Bernie Sanders only. The rest were a waste of time, probably sanders, too... but if a socialist, even loosely using the terms, gets a shot at the white house I will do what I can for them. And some people hate me over thinking I was or am a Nazi. I simply no longer care what peoples philosophy is, and as long as they leave Jews alone, with the exception of the elite involved in the Zionist control of the media and banking, and are forty eight percent of our billionaires while only two percent of the population... I do not care what religion people are who need to change their ways to save the planet. We need to judge on actions, not what people think, so we can work together even with grave differences, for the survival of the common man.
I would never allow all of anyone to be a target.... individuality is important to me, especially now that I have inspired a cult that was too intrusive into peoples lives. I would lobe to be here to leave a religion... though I do not know if I have that in me. I so want to simplify but I could write ten volumes on what that means.
She also practically said to genocide the Palestinians. She is too bloodied, and see's her enemies better off dead.
When I saw the purple and yellow gay superman in the cartoons supposedly in Chappell's head the stomach drop kept me from watching anymore. We had some tie that I never quite figured out, but I think he rebelled against the same world I did, but by going to Africa, as I was asked to do, he was brought into the fold of the black underground, or the oligarchy, or whomever. You have to join a group to survive in the prison like environment of the real world. I CHOSE whom I did because they best reflect my idea that all humans are worthwhile, not just a lucky few with certain attributes or bloodlines. This puts me in the mystics camp to some, who think only a huge genocide will cure the problem of this planet.
At one point in the conflict, they called me a badger.... this was after they were trying to get me to choose the white side to fight on in a race war and I was having none of it. I came from a family, unknowingly, that were into racist, conservative, genocidal, beliefs that they wanted to impose on the world. I refuse to lead them, and all of these people turned on me. I was kept in Chicago, far from the fray.... a hostage kept by the blacks, a man practically worshipped, and actually worshipped by some. I had no reason really to leave Chicago and only found out I was a hostage when the shit finally hit the fan, and the guy they thought was racist, me, found out all these people were dying, and I was being blamed. It was exceedingly ridiculous and ten months of interrogations learning about crimes for the first time as I was being accused of them, and realizing everyone believed these things about me, that I was secretly hated, and my name used to do many things I would not do, like be distracted by a race war, when the problems in this world are economic. They called me a badger and was pissed I was stirring up trouble by stopping a race war. Well, such a matter needs as much trouble as possible, because we have to be allies to win the real war, for our survival, against a genocidal elite.
The Badger thing was brought up after
I had some information about something going on in Canada, a genocidal faction of the race war, and I sent in planes... the entire town was destroyed. They tried to say a train filled with oil or something exploded, then the news let it die away, as happens with the things that happen in the shadow war. My then showing that I would fight for blacks and whites, as I had told them, anyone oppressed.
For this they started calling me a BADGER. I watched the live talk shows because they often slipped in messages to myself and the underground, and threats to me... this night Chris O Donnel was on a show, and said he was going to get a sniper rifle and go badger hunting. I was pissed as hell that people were mad at me for stopping a genocide, and ordered his balls be cut off.... they caught him the next day. I had never done something like this. And heard right away it happened. Many things violent I wrote about was more to scare people off, I thought, like the guy who took pictures of my m and I walking out of our apartment then took off when I tried to talk to him. Very rude. I went home all pissed and stoned and wrote I wanted him to be made a lesson of or something, thinking this might scare people off from taking my picture, then taking off without even giving me a clue about this mysterious life I was leading... I found out later he was harmed. I never would have wanted anything to happen to him. Just thought I was putting a beware of dog sign on the door or something. Sadly this happened with various actors.
Supernatural is a show that told my tale as it was happening to a degree, the bloody side, though I did not believe that what they were showing happened, just knew I was criticizing the people they suddenly had the angel killing. And of course later I would find out.... a person who felt ignored by the world, because hardly anyone could physically meet me on the streets, and often when they did give me some message, I was unsure what to do with it.
Last season of Supernatural they had Chuck, a writer who was actually God, and writing things and making them happen... as I was, left the planet. All the writers from supernatural were changed, and they are now putting out episodes that may be showing they have shifted completely away from me, to the paint of believing the rumors that because I believe and enemy of my enemy is my enemy, while others feel they would rather the genocide happened than work with anyone, sarah silverman.... a gay hitler, and one kid who sabotaged it all. Who they told to stay in Buffalo, no one ever goes there. I was thinking about becoming Jewish, weirdly enough to me now, when I found tht the angry voice in my head was the save as the Jewish Psalms... later I realized no religion was better. And I would never believe in most biblical stories to go to a church and pretend that I do.
My criticism of Israel adds to the misperception, as well as the Nazi's having come to my side at times, when I did not even know such people existed. Their color is brown in the lexicon, as cops are blue... and pig... depending on if you are talking to them or their enemies... anyways, when this first started a famous woman who is a Nazi, I later learned, commented on my wearing a brown hoody that had Lucky on it... and I wore it a lot. I had no idea this sent such a message or I would not have worn it... though when I found out about all these dress codes I eventually refused to allow myself to play in that game, and wore whatever. It was insane. Anyways, tonight the bar on Supernatural was the LUCKY BADGER.... Now, why would they choose the badger, and why lucky... is it mocking me somehow? This crew is intent on slamming me, as are many of the rock and roll people, who thought I was on the side of the criminal racists, when I was not. I at first, when the Nazi's were in control and I did not know, I used to wear a brown hoody that said Lucky on it... those Nazi's helped me, I suppose, but when I found out they had harmed a Jew I lost it, not having realized what the people around me were doing? I sure as hell did not seem in control.
When you are dealing with people who you know will set up and watch when they use a loaded word, like badger, that I have been called before... you know the public will think nothing, but the underground will all get it... Monroe was the name used a few times around the revolution, and I worked with the police, and a show called Grimm appeared which showed Monroe as a werewolf who used to eat people, but reformed.... I was once also called a werewolf... and I have also been called a werewolf on supernatural, after I found out I was basically jailed in Chicago and I did something that almost got a lot of people killed, over unthinking words I uttered hoping to stop the crime wave in Chicago... I would get mad and say things, never knowing if my words meant anything to anyone or not. I assumed since I was left in poverty and pain and obvious confusion all the time, that I was powerless... God, no more bloody mistake was made in this, unless you look at it the way the murderers do -- then it was successful. And this was a werewolf show. They were mentioning the british killed their pack with ome gun that melts them.
I was at war with the british to the extent a dr who was done about me, and I could not understand at the time what was going on, thinking they would make me the hero, because they had seemed to be taking clues from my blog. I criticized the royal family all the time and talked about my royal lineage and this shit, but it was simply because I do not like monarchies, and they are easy targets, having protected pedophiles, and etc.... I do not like that they have a colonial fortune, etc... but I have always loved the English people, their tv and movies and actors and etc... I was proud of my British side, and always said I was of English descent to people, though my mother's side is German. Regardless, I was disappointed that the revolution was not changing the world... they had become pirates, basically... and I did not know.
Had I any idea of how serious people were taking me I would have ended my talk just like I have, but that does not mean that I would not have to think of the soldiers who believed I wanted to attack England... I feel a comradeship with them, even though we had crossed wires, and others were giving them orders I never would have. I do not want them harmed, though I am way too late for that. One thing that has happened is that my campaign that I did not want took away from the real battle, and wasted time, as far as I know.... still, I would never have brought the English in to kill my allies without talking to both parties that is for damn sure. Whoever allowed that to happen may have helped stop the race war that was going on.... I certainly did not mean to send a message with what I did that I approved of the English. When I now think back on the Dr Who about this, and how he slammed US marines, and made fun of them for being gay... and there were others, headless people who just went along... it was bizarre.... and then the person behind it was a woman with pirate glasses, and they certainly associated me with pirates. I think of it now knowing what I do and I can see how the horror I watched could have been seen as this being okay with me, but that was purely ignorance. I hate them for that in way, but sadly enough again I realize why they would hate me.
It is very difficult to contemplate the thought that all these people have grave reasons to hate me, including a lot of dead people, abused folks, and unspeakable acts. That I was not the architect or even aware of what I was told half the time, and disbelieved the other half....
I would say I was sorry, though there is a part of me that knows I could not act other than I did, and Gods will, not mine or my enemies, that made these events happen. The world is dying. Time for the souls to leave. And this will make all that happened alright in the end... is my prayer, how I justify the war crimes...
I am particularly sensitive to tv after Gotham starting slandering me. They called me the Joker at first, because I started in comedy, though I had no idea that afterwards all these people used me to make money, and when I heard about this money, which I considered stolen blood money... I told them to burn it. They then had the joker in green and purple, the colors they associated with me, do the same thing. Due to the nature of the conflict at the time, Heath Ledger was done away with, and a theater was shot up in Colorado by someone who they probably brainwashed all to hell...
I never meant to give that impression. I was pissed off that my life had been turned on it's head, and the abuse caused me to strike out. I felt and still do that I was a born revolutionary, a person who would fight for ideals, though not money. I have always been very reluctant to write about the tv business, and will only barely. I imagine a lot more people knew a lot more than I do to this day of course about what has happened, and what is happening, but I do know as long as you are fighting me, then someone is fighting you. That makes the irritation and mourning a bit easier to take.
I know that my side can only lose by not fighting, and that I why you are always on the attack... chipping away at us, giving one out of sixty eight autism... oh, well....
Like the opening of Chappell's new show showed him contemplating various things in the beginning, and one was a superman like character, wearing purple and yellow, who waved in a stereotypical gay way. If you were the type to wonder what the fuck was up with that, which you would not be since it seems like random thoughts, a hodge podge of cartoons. I do not know if there were other messages there. But they associated me with various colors, at one point green and purple, like the joker.
Green is the Irish, usually the mob or revolutionaries... purple are the royalists, who still hold on to the idea of the ancient lines of kings, like I am. Then there is yellow, which is associated with me, because for awhile many considered me the Son of God. Call this project bluebeam or the return of the Christ. I was given this moniker, as I was many others..... The green has been kind of washed off my name at this point. I found out we were better off not working together because of some of their beliefs, and actions... though I admit being confused as hell about all this. My best friend, the guy who told me to start watching Dominion, with the comment, THOSE ARE YOUR PEOPLE. I have always been associated with angels, because of operation bluebeam introducing me to the world that way, and they claim, and I have the scars, that they removed wings from me.... whether this is true or not I do not know, but they seemed to have a lot of people convinced about this, and many had known about me for many years, evidently waiting for me to do something.... or it was all an Intelligence action... believe what you want about this, but there is a spiritual and a scientific explanation of my life and I like to give both, and am very reluctant to talk about how I really feel about these things, considering it private in a way. Regardless, this conflict on Dominion had my followers as fallen angels, who wanted to inhabit all these people. The good humans were in los vegas and the bad guys in Colorado. I had actually said attack the mob at one point, right when I was at my zenith of power, I was half crazy with anger at everyone and one group that was tough, maybe tougher than us to be vague... I backed down, I thought, when I realized that ALL these allies ran from me... this is after bitching at me about this group stealing money, and blaming it on me... the money could have went towards a revolutionary army and starting a new government... but I was not in charge. I was surprised that they showed this Dominion that the fighting was still going on...
The show was cancelled. The fallen angel moniker still holds. I am not sure what all was done, though I was at one point accused of leading a group of cannibals. And that people had went out on ships to get away from the revolution, and ended up eating each other. Those of you who know of these horrors, which I learned about from the simposons, which I was surprised as usual how many people were involved... I think they all liked me for awhile, because I did something rather vital to their still being a USA and both sides wanted to run me for president. It was all too much for me to believe by then that the what I was seeing on tv was going to intersect with my life.
There was always that distance. I could not believe that people were doing what they were doing, or why.... I was very threatening at this time, fearing an attack, especially after I WAS NICE for one month when I leaned of all these deaths, and I thought they had killed all these people, including John Stewart, who I bowed to out of pleasure he was alive... after hearing about all the death I had, anything seemed possible. I could not believe when I was charged with being racist. One of the mental diseases I had fought all my life against, and made a point of picking up blacks and being extra respectful as a cab driver... trying to heal as much of the animosity as I could; I would get sick of the uppity white people and go to black neighborhoods just to have conversations, and be around people who did not judge me as just some loser cab driver. Other experiences in my life, like living in a dormitory of blacks for six months, and having them mentor me and help me get sober and my life together... I cannot bring myself to be prejudiced, or to abandon any minority to a predatory majority. When I heard about slaughters... about anyone, I just wanted justice.
During that month when I was being threatened and in danger, and George Clooney came on tv saying WE'LL SAVE SCOTTY.. I did not realize I was in all this danger, nor did I care, because if attacked this will be over, and the world will never be the same again... my friends will begin the promised pyrric victory// and I will be the wrath of God. I am ready. Always. Sometimes lusting to have this flesh blown off this soul. Though I would NEVER do anything to harm this city for a race war, as people thought I would. I am not here to crucify myself on your absurdity. No crosses at all this time, as you have probably noticed... this is a sword, which I have yet to even wield. Those who picked it up need redemption.
I worry that a radio station that always supported and rock in general for awhile, though they started to turn on me when the people who were my acolytes, though I had no contact with them that I understood until very late, suddenly comes out promoting an Irish band that says the only Heaven is between a woman's legs, and they win an emmy. A band that came out of nowhere, gets a hit because they have done a song to smash religious fervor, and the Christian movement. I am standing in the ashes of all of this preaching, covered in blood and my wounded followers dying at my feet, knowing that the only being I need with me is always there, God my Father. He understands that I have acted out of love first and foremost, trying to widen peoples circle of comfort in a moment in the spotlight, but I did not expect people to attack each other with no political end game. I would have been there in a second if it was possible... but I could not trust anyone, and the tv world and my everyday seemed to mock each other. One stupid and depressive and confusing....
I heard later Christians were killed, so I can assume this radio station was in with that crowd, who I was accused of being a part of .... when I think of some of the horrible things I was told about that I KIND OF LAUGHED OVER, not realizing this was really happening... I realized how I must have looked. I did not give shit how the people spying on me felt about me until I learned some of you were trying to learn from me, and discover sometimes there are miracles, angels, etc... I would not have led you as you were. I would take back much of what I said when I was drunk on anger.
I WANTED TO PUNISH THE PEOPLE WHO WERE DOING THIS TO ME... and I terrified the innocent. When I discovered that you would not stop, as I asked, allowing children to see me... you kept telling me this and I was like THEN WHY IS THIS NOT BEING STOPPED... who is allowing this... why is this being done to me... and I saw myself rise and fall and then rise again. This time I think they have tried once again to destroy Christianity. The presence of a prophet, which the Catholics consider me, at least... who is saying the Church must change. I feel inspired by God to write in defense of Christianity, which is certainly slammed all over the place, by people who take everything literal, and used by fundamentalists who take everything literal, and they both miss the God in the book, distracted by the words. In the Dead Sea Scrolls, the Essene Jesus preaches that words and bibles were not important, that nature could teach you just as much. He grew up in a town with no temple or school and was most likely illiterate. It makes sense he would preach and believe this. The words are not important, and religion needs to be simple. The Golden Rule needs to be enforced. That I will do.
Hillary Clinton, in a slam to me during her campaign, after I refused to help her after being there for Obama, and it was because she was war mongering against Russia, and that scared me, SAID, YOU HAVE THE HAND OF GOD, SO WHY DO YOU NEED GUNS.... I wrote at the beginning of my book and blog about Jesus == I AM THE HAND OF GOD... this became a popular phrase evidently among the soldiers who fought. I saw it made fun of on that show BURNT as well... about a group of men living in a compound... they made fun of them. I was pissed, and as I used to do back then, quit watching the show.... though what they wrote was true.
I think the Democrats are making a huge mistake by abandoning the Christians. And when they made fun of the Hand Of God, it showed me she was actively against me now that I refused to support her. I would have voted for Bernie Sanders only. The rest were a waste of time, probably sanders, too... but if a socialist, even loosely using the terms, gets a shot at the white house I will do what I can for them. And some people hate me over thinking I was or am a Nazi. I simply no longer care what peoples philosophy is, and as long as they leave Jews alone, with the exception of the elite involved in the Zionist control of the media and banking, and are forty eight percent of our billionaires while only two percent of the population... I do not care what religion people are who need to change their ways to save the planet. We need to judge on actions, not what people think, so we can work together even with grave differences, for the survival of the common man.
I would never allow all of anyone to be a target.... individuality is important to me, especially now that I have inspired a cult that was too intrusive into peoples lives. I would lobe to be here to leave a religion... though I do not know if I have that in me. I so want to simplify but I could write ten volumes on what that means.
She also practically said to genocide the Palestinians. She is too bloodied, and see's her enemies better off dead.
When I saw the purple and yellow gay superman in the cartoons supposedly in Chappell's head the stomach drop kept me from watching anymore. We had some tie that I never quite figured out, but I think he rebelled against the same world I did, but by going to Africa, as I was asked to do, he was brought into the fold of the black underground, or the oligarchy, or whomever. You have to join a group to survive in the prison like environment of the real world. I CHOSE whom I did because they best reflect my idea that all humans are worthwhile, not just a lucky few with certain attributes or bloodlines. This puts me in the mystics camp to some, who think only a huge genocide will cure the problem of this planet.
At one point in the conflict, they called me a badger.... this was after they were trying to get me to choose the white side to fight on in a race war and I was having none of it. I came from a family, unknowingly, that were into racist, conservative, genocidal, beliefs that they wanted to impose on the world. I refuse to lead them, and all of these people turned on me. I was kept in Chicago, far from the fray.... a hostage kept by the blacks, a man practically worshipped, and actually worshipped by some. I had no reason really to leave Chicago and only found out I was a hostage when the shit finally hit the fan, and the guy they thought was racist, me, found out all these people were dying, and I was being blamed. It was exceedingly ridiculous and ten months of interrogations learning about crimes for the first time as I was being accused of them, and realizing everyone believed these things about me, that I was secretly hated, and my name used to do many things I would not do, like be distracted by a race war, when the problems in this world are economic. They called me a badger and was pissed I was stirring up trouble by stopping a race war. Well, such a matter needs as much trouble as possible, because we have to be allies to win the real war, for our survival, against a genocidal elite.
The Badger thing was brought up after
I had some information about something going on in Canada, a genocidal faction of the race war, and I sent in planes... the entire town was destroyed. They tried to say a train filled with oil or something exploded, then the news let it die away, as happens with the things that happen in the shadow war. My then showing that I would fight for blacks and whites, as I had told them, anyone oppressed.
For this they started calling me a BADGER. I watched the live talk shows because they often slipped in messages to myself and the underground, and threats to me... this night Chris O Donnel was on a show, and said he was going to get a sniper rifle and go badger hunting. I was pissed as hell that people were mad at me for stopping a genocide, and ordered his balls be cut off.... they caught him the next day. I had never done something like this. And heard right away it happened. Many things violent I wrote about was more to scare people off, I thought, like the guy who took pictures of my m and I walking out of our apartment then took off when I tried to talk to him. Very rude. I went home all pissed and stoned and wrote I wanted him to be made a lesson of or something, thinking this might scare people off from taking my picture, then taking off without even giving me a clue about this mysterious life I was leading... I found out later he was harmed. I never would have wanted anything to happen to him. Just thought I was putting a beware of dog sign on the door or something. Sadly this happened with various actors.
Supernatural is a show that told my tale as it was happening to a degree, the bloody side, though I did not believe that what they were showing happened, just knew I was criticizing the people they suddenly had the angel killing. And of course later I would find out.... a person who felt ignored by the world, because hardly anyone could physically meet me on the streets, and often when they did give me some message, I was unsure what to do with it.
Last season of Supernatural they had Chuck, a writer who was actually God, and writing things and making them happen... as I was, left the planet. All the writers from supernatural were changed, and they are now putting out episodes that may be showing they have shifted completely away from me, to the paint of believing the rumors that because I believe and enemy of my enemy is my enemy, while others feel they would rather the genocide happened than work with anyone, sarah silverman.... a gay hitler, and one kid who sabotaged it all. Who they told to stay in Buffalo, no one ever goes there. I was thinking about becoming Jewish, weirdly enough to me now, when I found tht the angry voice in my head was the save as the Jewish Psalms... later I realized no religion was better. And I would never believe in most biblical stories to go to a church and pretend that I do.
My criticism of Israel adds to the misperception, as well as the Nazi's having come to my side at times, when I did not even know such people existed. Their color is brown in the lexicon, as cops are blue... and pig... depending on if you are talking to them or their enemies... anyways, when this first started a famous woman who is a Nazi, I later learned, commented on my wearing a brown hoody that had Lucky on it... and I wore it a lot. I had no idea this sent such a message or I would not have worn it... though when I found out about all these dress codes I eventually refused to allow myself to play in that game, and wore whatever. It was insane. Anyways, tonight the bar on Supernatural was the LUCKY BADGER.... Now, why would they choose the badger, and why lucky... is it mocking me somehow? This crew is intent on slamming me, as are many of the rock and roll people, who thought I was on the side of the criminal racists, when I was not. I at first, when the Nazi's were in control and I did not know, I used to wear a brown hoody that said Lucky on it... those Nazi's helped me, I suppose, but when I found out they had harmed a Jew I lost it, not having realized what the people around me were doing? I sure as hell did not seem in control.
When you are dealing with people who you know will set up and watch when they use a loaded word, like badger, that I have been called before... you know the public will think nothing, but the underground will all get it... Monroe was the name used a few times around the revolution, and I worked with the police, and a show called Grimm appeared which showed Monroe as a werewolf who used to eat people, but reformed.... I was once also called a werewolf... and I have also been called a werewolf on supernatural, after I found out I was basically jailed in Chicago and I did something that almost got a lot of people killed, over unthinking words I uttered hoping to stop the crime wave in Chicago... I would get mad and say things, never knowing if my words meant anything to anyone or not. I assumed since I was left in poverty and pain and obvious confusion all the time, that I was powerless... God, no more bloody mistake was made in this, unless you look at it the way the murderers do -- then it was successful. And this was a werewolf show. They were mentioning the british killed their pack with ome gun that melts them.
I was at war with the british to the extent a dr who was done about me, and I could not understand at the time what was going on, thinking they would make me the hero, because they had seemed to be taking clues from my blog. I criticized the royal family all the time and talked about my royal lineage and this shit, but it was simply because I do not like monarchies, and they are easy targets, having protected pedophiles, and etc.... I do not like that they have a colonial fortune, etc... but I have always loved the English people, their tv and movies and actors and etc... I was proud of my British side, and always said I was of English descent to people, though my mother's side is German. Regardless, I was disappointed that the revolution was not changing the world... they had become pirates, basically... and I did not know.
Had I any idea of how serious people were taking me I would have ended my talk just like I have, but that does not mean that I would not have to think of the soldiers who believed I wanted to attack England... I feel a comradeship with them, even though we had crossed wires, and others were giving them orders I never would have. I do not want them harmed, though I am way too late for that. One thing that has happened is that my campaign that I did not want took away from the real battle, and wasted time, as far as I know.... still, I would never have brought the English in to kill my allies without talking to both parties that is for damn sure. Whoever allowed that to happen may have helped stop the race war that was going on.... I certainly did not mean to send a message with what I did that I approved of the English. When I now think back on the Dr Who about this, and how he slammed US marines, and made fun of them for being gay... and there were others, headless people who just went along... it was bizarre.... and then the person behind it was a woman with pirate glasses, and they certainly associated me with pirates. I think of it now knowing what I do and I can see how the horror I watched could have been seen as this being okay with me, but that was purely ignorance. I hate them for that in way, but sadly enough again I realize why they would hate me.
It is very difficult to contemplate the thought that all these people have grave reasons to hate me, including a lot of dead people, abused folks, and unspeakable acts. That I was not the architect or even aware of what I was told half the time, and disbelieved the other half....
I would say I was sorry, though there is a part of me that knows I could not act other than I did, and Gods will, not mine or my enemies, that made these events happen. The world is dying. Time for the souls to leave. And this will make all that happened alright in the end... is my prayer, how I justify the war crimes...
I am particularly sensitive to tv after Gotham starting slandering me. They called me the Joker at first, because I started in comedy, though I had no idea that afterwards all these people used me to make money, and when I heard about this money, which I considered stolen blood money... I told them to burn it. They then had the joker in green and purple, the colors they associated with me, do the same thing. Due to the nature of the conflict at the time, Heath Ledger was done away with, and a theater was shot up in Colorado by someone who they probably brainwashed all to hell...
I never meant to give that impression. I was pissed off that my life had been turned on it's head, and the abuse caused me to strike out. I felt and still do that I was a born revolutionary, a person who would fight for ideals, though not money. I have always been very reluctant to write about the tv business, and will only barely. I imagine a lot more people knew a lot more than I do to this day of course about what has happened, and what is happening, but I do know as long as you are fighting me, then someone is fighting you. That makes the irritation and mourning a bit easier to take.
I know that my side can only lose by not fighting, and that I why you are always on the attack... chipping away at us, giving one out of sixty eight autism... oh, well....
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