Swedish Level I

4/30/16
8:57 am
I’m trying to enlist prayer warriors to help my dad.  I’m not holding my breath.

Could we PRAY FOR my dad TOGETHER? He’s REALLY SCARED about what I know.

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Linda Goldthorpe <goldthorpelinda@gmail.com>

8:53 AM (4 minutes ago)

to Margaret, David, christine.ratt., Eric, Tom, jim, ANDREA, Alfred, a, Kevin, Tom, Tom, Rob, Josiah, Steve, Congress, George
My dad’s not acting right.  A malignant narcissist should be pestering me I haven’t seen him or heard from him since 1/11/16.  He is REALLY SCARED about what I know.  I’d love to see his face about now.  (I mean I’d love it if I could see his face without having to actually look at him…)   He’s facing prison.

Thanks.
I love him so much and he’s such a dickhead he’s going to hell unless he repents.  Please pray for my dad.  Thanks.  I love you all and I know I’m being EXTREMELY weird and unforgiveably presumptuous but you are all VERY FINE PEOPLE and I trust you.  Thanks.  Even if you never want to see me again, it has meant a whole lot to know you.  Much love to you witnesses.  L
8:28 am
My dad’s not acting right.  A malignant narcissist should be pestering me.  I haven’t seen him or heard from him since 1/11/16.  He is REALLY SCARED about what I know.  I’d love to see his face about now.  (I mean I’d love it if I could see his face without having to actually look at him…)   
8:11 am

When telling the truth is treated as a criminal act – you know you are ruled by criminals

Read more: WHAT REALLY HAPPENED | The History The US Government HOPES You Never Learn! http://whatreallyhappened.com/#ixzz47JHtsNzO

OK, it’s 7:57 am and I’ve been up since probably five.  At last I do not feel as though I should jump off a bridge to save my fellow humans from my toxic presence.  For most of the day from now, I will be happy and purposeful…but unable to accomplish anything hardly.  I am repeatedly struck with terror, insurmountable responsibility and recognize myself the deserving object of universal disdain.  Burning, pain…then it goes away and I think, “Maybe I’ll get started on [whatever] project.”  Then it hits me again.  I’m useless and I’m near-dead from the scorching feelings and God is also dead and I’ll never feel any better.  Ten minutes later, I’m thinking about the laundry.  Then I panic because I KNOW I CAN’T POSSIBLY DO THE LAUNDRY…THEIR SYSTEM IS REALLY STUPID.  I am not psychotic.  I am a very fine record-keeper.  That’s what they’ll say about me in the Smithsonian exhibit.  (Presuming I am able to abstain from SUICIDE.  These synthetic sensations are not only VERY REAL…they are tremendously magnified beyond normal emotions.  Don’t believe me if you don’t want to.  You will.)

7:44 am

“I made my money the old-fashioned way. I was very nice to a wealthy relative right before he died.” — Malcolm Forbes

Read more: WHAT REALLY HAPPENED | The History The US Government HOPES You Never Learn! http://whatreallyhappened.com/#ixzz47JFLzSbf

7:22 am
Prayer.  It seems pointless.  “Forgive me Lord, but you haven’t been around here for a long time.”
“Lord, I wake in a panic.  After seven years I still wake in a panic.  I feel threatened and incompetent.  I’m certain I can’t do what needs to be done around the house.  I’m afraid that Josh won’t talk to me.  I’m afraid I’ll never have a Christian friend or a peaceful day.  I don’t think I’ll ever hear from you again.  Please fix me.  Please talk to me and touch me and make me feel as though I have value.  Please purify my heart and cleanse my senses.  Please deliver me from the curse that has held me back.  Please give me more love.  Thank you that the morning panic is not like it was for so long.  Do I get pumped full of evil microwave-stories all night?  That’s what it sounds like from the literature and I’ve wondered before if you had a reason that I could not attain REM for those years.  Never fully out.  It’s nice to sleep now but it’s still not nice to wake up.  I don’t want to take pills.  I don’t want to drink beer either.  I don’t want to be or do most of the things I do and am.  I really have nowhere to turn and you haven’t talked to me much.  Please will you fix me and be with me?  How could anybody want to live without you?  I sure don’t.  I’m tired of being everybody’s problem.  Why don’t they care about you?  Why don’t I think you hear me anymore?  Why can’t I have a friend to pray with?  Why am I still so poor after I worked so hard obeying you?  Why can’t I have any options?  I guess with you there’s only one option and I do want to please you but I’m so tired of being a burden to people I love and ignored by others.  Please, please fix this.  I know I gave you my life so am I reneging by wanting to not suffer?  Guess so.  But I am so primed for a miracle.  You could demonstrate a lot of power if you fix me.  I can’t do anything and I’ve pretty much stopped trying.  I really dislike myself so much I expect nothing.  I think my folks finally convinced me I’m shit.  I thought you were tougher than them.  At least it took them a while.”
“I think I’m a lot like my dad; he hates himself too. And even if our compensation strategies are very different, they’d be unnecessary if we felt worthy.  We’ve both heard too many Baptist sermons for that.   I’ve thought of my mother every day for a while.  It’s not that I’ve intentionally considered her or anything about her,  but I’ll have flashes, like I’ll think she’s in the house; I sense a female presence and it startles me.  It feels caring even, and I’m surprised that it is my mom.  I haven’t seen her since January 11.  I never miss her; she’s very harsh.  Why do I feel her now as a gentler spirit?  Did you give her a sense of humor too?  Would she maybe help me get with some Christians?  When do I get to go to Toronto? Please soften her heart.  Living with a psychopath has been much harder for his wife.  I can imagine some of the things he said and did to her when I wasn’t around.  His antics were shocking even with his kids in attendance.   Why did you let him have children?  I’m glad to be alive and I used to think you would fix me and maybe you still will, but you knew how twisted he was and how he would abuse us.  I guess you have a reason.”
“I don’t want to commit suicide; please prohibit that and protect me from the horrible messages in my head.”   The SOFT-KILL PROTOCOL  says the downward slide starts after a false diagnosis of mental illness. Abused and tortured people are injured, not ill.  They need love.  Wonder where I could get a prescription.  I try to feel valuable but since the psych ward I can’t drum it up. I miss having energy and enthusiasm.   I thought love never fails?  Looks like my dad’s hate won this time.  I remember stories about Christians coming together to pray for a troubled brother.  Once I had a killer-migraine and called the Baptist pastor to ask him to anoint me with oil.  (It’s in the Bible.)  That guy was willing to pray but he hadn’t ever anointed anybody so he didn’t know how.  In Romania whole families pray with other whole families for hours and days and they even fast.  I am the only Baptist I know who fasts.  Guess I’m not a Baptist anymore.  A church in India just did 40 days.  God says He’s never late and there are about a million different ways He could save my life.  I’m trying to believe like I did before.  I am not sad, this is not depression.  I am MENTALLY TORTURED intermittently day and night and the dismal feelings are a hindrance and terrible.  Please Lord, provide an opportunity for me to introduce people to the reality of electronic torture…and to the reality of you.  Thank you that George feeds me.  Thank you that my sons let me live here.  Thank you that I may use Dad’s car.  Thank you that my mom made me practice piano when I was a child.  Thank you that she didn’t pay attention to my avoidance of homework.  Thank you for Chris and David and thank you that one day they will love me.  Thank you for enabling me to survive without any sleep for all those years.  If something happened to me, I’d wish for you to comfort those people who KNEW I was in crisis and didn’t even pick up a phone.  Except the Christians.  They certainly knew their responsibility.  If you want to let them suffer for their failings I wouldn’t stop you.  Amen.”

4/29/16
6:49 pm
5:00 pm
I have heard more planes flying over this place today than I have in a single day ever before probably.
Here’s my new introduction-message.  They were asking for ‘stories’.  What do you think?
I have a story. I’ve tried to contact a story-teller for a long time. DEW. I ran for Congress and Ron Paul endorsed me and I took VERY GOOD NOTES. Somebody’s gotta hear this story. Linda Goldthorpe (MI)

Linda Goldthorpe 

+Linda Goldthorpe oh yeah: thatrandomcandidate.com 906-586-4629 I’m not afraid of anything anymore.

Tom 

Oh man..more E.T. bullshit.

Email Reveals Michigan Official Faked Lead Tests 8 Years Ago

See more here:   
“If He’s called you to do something, He’ll help you to get it done.”  (Cherie Beltram)
It seems to me that everybody knows they must choose a side.  Priorities vary, but everybody knows their bets are due.  We all somehow know that recently our decisions and values are weightier.

Making A Killing (Making Madness): THE UNTOLD STORY OF PSYCHOTROPIC DRUGGING

(This is how they’re trying to kill me.  Even money, so far.)

4:29 pm

I personally know that a number of people believe what I write and sometimes even enjoy reading it.  Wouldn’t it give me a boost if they spoke up more often?  Wouldn’t it assist the current NECESSARY transitions of government and subservience?  I’m not looking for a hand-out but I could sure use a hand-up.  I’m a very good bet at this point.  I wrote it all down before even the soon exposure of the  CIA limited hang-out that will blow everybody’s minds.  Except ours.  Isn’t that worth a little help?  Or a friend?  You guys USED TO BE MY FRIENDS AND I NEVER DID  ANYTHING BAD TO YOU.  God knows that.
4:21 pm…darn
It’s pride, isn’t it?  The whole fear-of-being-called-crazy,   and my desire to be considered smart,  and wanting not to be fat and ugly,  and wanting to hear from God and live through all eternity right next to Jesus.  (Wait.  That part is not pride; wanting to be with Jesus is love and absolutely natural.)   The rest is all pride and pride goeth before a fall.  “Catch me quick, Lord Jesus, but it’s not actually pride to just LOVE YOU BEYOND HUMAN REASON OR REASONABLE EXPECTATION.  Is it?”    I told him so many times that my life is his.  I even said that I would be grateful for  exactly the figure he wanted me to have.  Then I gained 150 pounds.  Then I lost 150 pounds. Then I gained some more. Then he had me sew a bunch of curtains and tablecloths into dresses that are now WAY TOO SMALL for me.  I never wore them even one time but wasn’t I supposed to expect that I would?   I don’t like how I look or feel or think and I don’t like my reputation.  That’s all pride and I’m prideful and I repent.  Now I repent for thinking that if I repented then maybe he’d let me have my way.  He could talk to me any time.  It’s wrong for me to try to manipulate him but on the other hand, I’d really like him to love me more than anything and when that’s the case it’s really hard not to put on the dog.
I’m feeling somewhat offended with God and I really don’t want to do that because he does NOT DESERVE IT.  He kept me alive through things my detractors have never even ever dreamed on their scariest evenings.
“Please Lord, I humbly request that my worst earthly enemy will never have to suffer the things I’ve been through.  Also please make my mom smart.”
   “I love you so much Jesus.  Forgive me for being impatient.  Forgive me for disbelief.  All you have ever asked of me or any other person is that we believe you.  I know how that feels now. since nobody believes me either.  (Well, not 7 billion people but a bunch of people who SHOULD BELIEVE ME.)  Please make me well and I’ll give you all the glory.  If I forget to give you some glory, I ask that you will remind me.  I ask to be perfect for you.  I ask to not care what I think of myself.  But, it would sure be nice to not wake up every morning expecting to be beaten for some infraction.  Every morning I think I will be chastised.  You took care of that already.  I’m so sorry I live as though your sacrifice is insufficient.  Please give me confidence that I am loved even when I break a glass or burn the toast.  You love me anyway.  I know that.  Please enable me to feel it?  Thanks. Linda”  “Hey, I got a new domain:  lindasure.rocks  What do you think, you Rock of Ages?  You stone that the builders rejected?  You chief cornerstone?  Is it presumptuous?  I’d really love to talk to you.  Also, I’d love to wear your name.  Names.”
(I also bought
lindagoldthorpe.rocks for when people will need to find me to get help after you expose the enemy’s mind-control system and everybody gets very frightened and there’s nobody around who knows what they’re talking about except me.  Help me invest wisely when the checks start coming in.  I DON’T WANT TO WASTE EVEN A PENNY OF YOUR MONEY.  Amen.”)
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“I’m waiting for an idea.   I’m sure you’ll give me one.  I love you Jesus.  If you tell me to have some t-shirts made Isaac would think that was very funny.”

I Go to the Rock [Live]

Larnelle Harris singing lead
“The earth all around me is sinking sand…on Christ the Solid Rock I stand!
1:02 pm
IT IS NOT GOOD FOR MY CPTSD RECOVERY TO LISTEN TO HIM SCREAM ABOUT DEATH!  
DAD, YOU MAY FIX THIS REALLY SOON.
 
My sons are young: they don’t understand what I experienced when I was repeatedly raped in my body and soul, and how it felt when my ‘husband’ didn’t care about what happened to his woman, and even attempted to bargain for her silence.  My ‘husband’ would have had me sleep with another man rather than investigate how to stop the synthetic telepathy and whatever the rape-effect is called.   (I’d have to look it up.)  When they understand the expectations of marriage, and the depth of disappointment and vulnerability that my marriage caused, they will forgive me for what they believe has been my mistreatment of their dad who offered me to another and refused to trust me after years of praying together.  One day they will realize that my biggest disappointment with their father is that he had no faith.  I didn’t have enough for all of us and I depended on him.  Then God separated us by DEW shot at just the right time…..TMI  It’s just that, I’ve baked so many birthday cakes and sprinkled cologne on sheets as I pressed them and tried to be pretty and tried to be on time…and nobody ever gave a shit.  It’s a good thing about the ‘great cloud of witnesses.’  Without them I wouldn’t feel that most of my life ever even happened!
I just can’t wait until my sons know how hard I loved them and how hard I tried.  Then they will love me too.  Where I come from,  you don’t EVER get ANY LOVE UNTIL YOU EARN IT.  
Isaac left for Montreal.  I’ve always wanted to go there; I’m really happy for him.  Josh is pounding and screaming and I am penniless but I think I may have to leave just the same.  I’ve been asking God to give me divine love.  In a household of people who receive far too little love, I don’t know how to either give or receive.  
Maybe George will get up pretty soon.  He bought a new motor so maybe he could take Josh for a ride.
WE REQUIRE TRUTH. WE CANNOT HAVE LOVE WITHOUT TRUTH BECAUSE TRUTH IS JESUS AND LOVE IS JESUS.  THEN WE’LL KNOW THE WAY.  AND DAD WOULD BE PISSED BECAUSE HE DESIGNED THAT WE SHOULD FAIL AND SUFFER.  Cross my heart and hope to die.
L

12:26PM

A few years ago a former friend referring  to the preferred householder here:  “Little Prince.”  I didn’t get offended, but I also only partially believed her.  I thought this little prince deserved everything I could never and I could never ask this little prince for anything in return:  because his dad and grandpa and brother said it was OK TO DISRESPECT ME.  I felt so bad for this little prince person because I had been unable to parent him with the attention that I deemed necessary,  and also ached to provide.  I was REALLY TOO BUSY because I WAS BEING TORTURED. AND ALSO I was DEFENDING HIM AND HIS BROTHER AND HIS FATHER WHEN WE WERE CAUGHT IN A BIG FAT NET OF LIES AND HIS DAD DECIDED TO BEIEVE A PSYCHOPATH INSTEAD OF HIS BOSOM WIFE WHO NEVER LIED TO HIM EVEN ONCE. Also, I was praying for my HELL-BOUND FAMILY and running for office.   If I didn’t pray enough to make my sons smart it wasn’t because I didn’t care, but sometimes God tells me ‘no’.  Even Napoleon didn’t get things his way all the time.  But, those around him probably NEVER GOT THINGS AS THEY’D LIKE.  Not even on their birthdays.  When you got a Napoleon in the family…nobody else matters very much.  Grandpa hates me.  He never asked my opinion a single time in my life…unless I was writing a letter he was unable to compose.  I wanted to matter and he hated me anyway, so… Think about it.  Or not.  (You’ve certainly had to think about this crap enough. Soon, we’ll have Truth and be finished with this horrible story.)  Thank you for tolerating my presence.  One day you will thank GOD for my prayers.  I’m sure about that one.  I’m also sure that it does Joshua no good to sit at a computer screaming because game-characters do not quickly enough kill other characters.  I am helpless to provide him another opportunity.  (WHICH HE WOULD LOVE TO HAVE ANYWAY…)
Another Swedish language course begins in May.  I MUST SPEND TIME WITH A CHRISTIAN COUNSELOR  or a Christian friend…or I will just die.  You go dad.  We need to maybe stay in Toronto for a while.  You too cheap to save a couple lives?  That’s not my guess.  Josh (‘the Oracle’) is pounding his desk and I’m sitting on my bed mind-melding the computer for the third year in a row because my dad is a liar.
MY DAD IS A LIAR AND EVEN HIS BEST ‘FRIENDS’ KNOW IT.
HE COULD CHOOSE TO BECOME AN HONEST MAN ANY MOMENT.
I’VE BEEN WAITING AND I STILL AM.
Toronto
3.5 million
Josh yells:  “Kill’em you fuckers.”
(That’s the life DAD gave us when he cheated on our bet that I TOTALLY WON.)
(I’ll wait forever.  Because I won’t even have to.  Dad is getting REALLY OLD.)
(Is it that he would rather wear a fancier casket for the 48 hours his corpse is displayed before it starts to stink…than to make it up to his grandson for the SHIT HE PULLED ON HIS OWN DAUGHTER.   He set me up.  They will know.  You could make it right.  I used to love you best but now I know you.  Find another patsy.   L
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IT IS NOT GOOD FOR MY CPTSD RECOVERY TO LISTEN TO HIM SCREAM ABOUT DEATH!  
DAD, YOU MAY FIX THIS REALLY SOON.
 
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11:40 am

What is the name of that former DARPA witch (syntex chosen with utmost respect) who now runs the darkside of Google?  Regina something or other?  Like I actually care.  She won’t be around long.  Also, I am REALLY SURPRISED we haven’t lost our esteemed director of intelligence oxymoron.  (No sir, please settle down.   I didn’t call you a moron.)

Google patents device that you inject into your eyeball

Forget laser surgery. If Google has a say in it, we’ll soon be injecting devices into our eyes… 

It will contain its own storage, radio and lens and will apparently be powered wirelessly from an energy harvesting antenna. Presumably, you won’t need aerials sticking out of your eyeballs.

Google did not immediately respond to a request for comment.

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I’ve been goofing off reeding fun stuff instead of working;  I came across SEVERAL articles about how the parasitic aliens do their body-snatching stunt.  The “eyes are the windows of the soul.”  Also apparently, its doorway.  “When the Vrill come stalking, don’t bother knocking.”  (That was mine.  Or the goon’s.  I can sorta hear him again since the medication was decreased.  The tremor is much less too;  thanks for asking.)  I woke with an extremely sore eye ball and socket the other day.  (That would figure if somebody knew what I had been reeding.  My eye was lined with red, just along the edge like eyeliner.  It hurt for a couple days…but I CAN STILL REED WITHOUT MY GLASSES!   So, seriously, Big Whoopie Ding.  More annoying has been the ENORMOUS purple-red PAINFUL bruise on the back side of my left thigh.  It’s almost exactly RIGHT IN THE SPOT WHERE I WAS WOUNDED WHEN I FELL THROUGH THE DECK the SECOND TIME, JUST BEFORE MY DAD REALIZED I WASN’T GONNA DIE AND REPLACED THE DECK.    When I went to bed, my backside was as smooth ivory like always.  When I woke up I was injured.  There is even a hard thing in the middle of the bruise which is probably eight inches long and wide with red fingers extending outward.  I am a VERY TOUGH WOMAN but I’m pretty sure I’d remember injuring myself like that.  I wonder if somebody used a DEW on me again?  I have about a zillion questions and look forward to questioning psychopaths under circumstances whereby they CANNOT POSSIBLY LIE.  Telling the truth is not really that hard.  At least, not for me anymore.
11:28 am

Recovering from Narcissistic Abuse, a Personal Approach

8:39 am
“IT WOULD BE SO EMPTY WITHOUT ME.”

Donald Marshall Interview 2016 : { Cloning Centres, Vril, Queen Elizabeth, B.o.B, Reptilians }

“AFTER THIS IS ALL KNOWN…PEOPLE WILL REFER TO ME AS THE SAVIOR OF THE HUMAN RACE.”
(He didn’t sound arrogant, just matter-of-fact.  Like how I know that Isaac will be in the Smithsonian and Josh and me too.  And George and Adam and Trish and my mom and dad.  We’re very important. “Lord, please don’t let us mess up.  Give us Love and faith and Truth and courage.   AND JUSTICE.  Thank you, Amen.”)
(I can’t not look at his face.  He looks like a man I met in the hospital.  We had dinner together once in the Lakeside Lounge so we could listen to Pink Floyd while everybody else was in the lunchroom.  This stuff sounds plausible to me; could it be so?  How much deeper could the rabbit hole actually go?)
Marshall claims to have seen human cloning first hand, as an unwilling participant in human cloning since early childhood. Marshall says that elite scientists in every country all over the world use top-secret cloning technology to create identical human clones to be used in a variety of ways. These near perfect look-alikes can be used as stand-ins for top government leaders and elected officials, or sent to perform secret spy missions and dangerous acts of espionage.”

“Marshall explains that the public never sees any of this because all cloning activity takes place many levels down in deep underground military bases on government-owned property, with highly restricted access. World leaders won’t even acknowledge the existence of these deep underground military bases, hundreds of which are built at strategic points all over the world, therefore, they are never called upon to explain to the public about what really goes on down there.”

 
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7:48 AM

“…Student union trying to justify banning  people from speaking…these so-called ‘safe spaces’; well what is a safe space?  A safe space is where nothing whatsoever can be done or said  to challenge your sense of reality.”
(Except for mental patients; They have no right to a sense of reality,  and are forcibly lobotomized with poisons.
 BUT WE COULD BE CHARGED WITH A CRIME IF WE SAY ‘SIR’ TO A TESTOSTERONE-REEKING-DUDE IN A DRESS!!  (HOW CAN I GET MYSELF ONTO THE BOARD THAT WRITES THE NEXT DSM?    THEY REALLY NEED SOME HELP.)
 
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7:16 am

I wonder if it is intentional that we are now learning about the lying liars who lie to us.  We’re gonna know so they’re gonna decide when, right?  The increasingly-minimization of distance between us regular Joes and those in the know is unavoidable, given the state of social media, etc.  The PTB knew it would be that way.  The non-regulars have to try harder and harder to be relevant.  They take off more and more clothes and have more and more public quarrels and they dye their hair purple.  Other ‘celebrities’ genuinely interact with the rest of us lab rats.  When I was a child,  people would send letters to celebrities requesting a signed photo.  That was a close as we got. Lots of 8 x 10 glossies are for sale on E-bay and in memorabilia shops.  But Now!  I can have as many photos as I want and I can print them in different colors and I can post my work on the ‘wall’ of the big-shot himself!  He might answer me back even.  (That’s more than I can say for anybody else I know almost.)  They interact with us and so they must work harder to be unique.  Because we will eventually know every secret.

‘I’d bring you soup:’ Shia LeBeouf calls punched doppelganger

.“It was a pretty long voicemail,” Mario Licato told Cosmopolitan.

“He was like, ‘Hey, this is Shia LaBeouf . . . I just read an article that you were punched in the face because you look like me. I don’t know. I wish I was in New York. I’d come bring you soup.’ ”

LaBeouf also left his number and asked Licato to “please” call him back. Licato said he would do so soon.

Read more here:  http://nypost.com/2016/04/29/id-bring-you-soup-shia-lebeouf-calls-punched-doppelganger/

Mind-reading computer deciphers words from brainwaves BEFORE they are spoken

“The scientists behind the technology said they can identify brain waves associated with syllables or letters of the Japanese alphabet, meaning it may be possible to decode entire words and sentences without the need for any of them being physically spoken.”

(The Japanese must have lost the coin-toss about what country  had to PRETEND they just figured this stuff out…)
David Icke.   The first few minutes he discusses Prince.  Really interesting observations by a keen observer.  (I didn’t listen to the rest of this interview but maybe Icke is Reptilian anyway.  Wouldn’t that be ironic after all the grief he’s suffered for things now known and proven true?)  I think about Prince all the time.  Isn’t that weird?  I never thought about him too much before, unless I was wondering how I’d look in one of his outfits.  His passing was very important I think.  I miss him and we never met.

Cognitive-Attentional Syndrome and Metacognition in the Recovery Process from Narcissistic Abuse

(I figure metacognitive therapy is probably God’s way.  “Bring every thought into captivity.”  Stuff like that.  I hope I can get some therapy pretty soon.  Or a miracle.  Isn’t it funny that people think my parents are good Christians when their daughter and her family have needed help for 7 years and the rich Christians ignored me and destroyed my support systems.  Do you think they might WANT ME DEAD?)
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Cognitive-Attentional Syndrome and Metacognition in the Recovery Process from Narcissistic Abuse

4/27/16

CIA Dr Robert Duncan & Tyrone Dew interview

3:05 pm

Why Can’t I Heal From Codependency or Abuse by a Narcissistic Mother

“When you’re in a STATE OF SURVIVAL…it is impossible to HEAL.”

THE ENTIRE BIBLE WILL BE READ ALOUD MAY 1-5 ON STEPS OF U.S. CAPITOL IN THE 27TH ANNUAL U.S. CAPITOL BIBLE READING MARATHON

(Washington, DC)—The 27th annual U.S. Capitol Bible Reading Marathon began at 6:00 PM on Sunday, May 1st. (Photo: DC Bible Marathon)

For 90 continuous hours, beginning with the reading of Genesis 1:1, every word of the Bible will be read aloud and without commentary, culminating at noon on Thursday, May 5, with the reading of the final chapters of the book of Revelation.

During these five days, hundreds of Bible Believers will travel to the West Front of the U.S. Capitol to read a portion of the Bible, to listen and to pray. The U.S. Capitol Bible Reading Marathon began in 1990.

7:51 am

Mental illness diagnosis is what gangstalking is about…soft-kill.

“Usually the downward slide starts to happen after the false diagnosis…”

(I should have maybe just buckled when Dad first started trying to kill me.  These additional years haven’t been very fun…but now I got my fake diagnosis and I’m on the way out.)

Dr. John Hall and Zeph Daniel on GangStalking

7:04 pm

I think I just may NEVER AGAIN correct a spelling error.  ( 9/10 of those who reed wouldn’t even notice, and the others might have noticed my intent but I don’t have time to explain things.  Who am I trying to impress?  I’ve done amazing things and didn’t impress a single soul.  I want a life.  A gypsy wagon and a life.)

7:02 pm

I’m going to change my life and I’m going to do it with intent,  and I intend to also change the world.  I haven’t a clue how to begin, but I know that I will do it, and I know that my words will change people’s hearts.  I can understand suicide; I never thought I’d say that.  When I consider how it is for those who are tortured and don’t know that JESUS IS BIGGER THAN ANY TORTURER OR ALIEN then I feel how it must be for them.  I can’t tolerate feeling that way.  One day science will describe the things I’ve felt, notes and stats recorded as I’ve been tortured; it will be clear to everybody.  To be tortured is tough.  BUT, to be tortured with NO HOPE is hell.  If I hadn’t heart from Jesus once in a while as I was being TORTURED AND RAPED FOR YEARS...I would have committed suicide.  Jesus is life.  I’m eager to see him again.  I have a WHOLE LOT OF QUESTIONS.  He’s so worth waiting for.  (As I RECALL.)  Also, there is no WAY ON EARTH that I would allow my dad the satisfaction of burying my meat-suit.  NADA.  (Gee.  I wonder if he’ll FEEL ANYTHING when I bury him…)

My sons declare their desire that I experience things I enjoy and tell my my ideas are important.  I have asked every day for a week that one of them would start a movie (“White Nights”  Baryshnikov) and I’ve gone to bed each night at six.  They’re gonna feel so terrible for calling me diseased just to make time with their psychopath grandpa.  I pray that God will help them to forgive themselves.  Mom.  Whatever.  She knows better.  Whatever.

Sons, you don’t have to AGREE with somebody in order to tell him if his work is worthwhile.  Yo mama is worthwhile.   You don’t evaluate, even to disregard the CONCLUSIONS,  without giving a respectful nod to the efforts aforethought.  You can say I’m wrong.  You can even call me nuts.  (YOU GUYS.  Not just ANYBODY can call me nuts and you know VERY WELL MY CONSISTENT CONSIDERATIONS give me honest deed to a dependably just mind.  You also know that if somebody is full of shit and he talks down yo-mama she won’t even care if you don’t respect my work-habits enough to stick up for me.)  TRUTH doesn’t require any defense.  (If I am not truthful, then please DO NOT DEFEND ME.)  Any day, thou smart sons,  that you wish to call a family meeting…let’s bring along the WHOLE FAMILY.  Can you think of a single member who would not fear to debate me?  About any topic at all?  OK, don’t bet if the topic is building construction.  I get mixed up with soffit and aluminum roofing materials.  Don’t enter me in that round, but whatever, don’t bet on me.   ❤

When the house is on fire, ain’t nobody gonna question my leadership. My sons will respect me because they will require leadership.   “Lord, please bring me up to that.  Thy will be done.”  I am incompetent.  I am all we got.  I can’t get a straight answer from a ten year-old; that’s how denigrated has been my reputation, but when the sparks fly upward, certain people will wish to speak to me.  Please prepare my heart.  Give me the right words to say to people who have treated me poorly and those who have refused to believe you.  I just wanna be part of this.  I just wanna be part of THIS.  They can call me all kinds of names.  Just don’t call me late for supper.

Suppertime-The Cathedrals

So to speak.

This Old House-The Cathedrals

I guess it had to come down to this, didn’t it?  Inevitable.  I wish I were smarter.  I suppose it comes down to that same point for many people.  I don’t need to be called ‘smart’.  It’s nice, I can’t kid you.  I, of course, plead with Jesus to prohibit me from liking it too much when I am called ‘smart’.  Isaac likes it; Josh likes it.  With so many reasons to feel oneself deficient, how could we denigrate anybody who actually enjoys accurate recognition of his abilities.  Sheesh.  The local kids call Josh “ORACLE”.  How would a mother discipline a disobedient ‘oracle’?  It’s rough, but I try to listen.  I want justice for all.  They’re wrong  to think they may perhaps discard their mother without permitting her a hearing.  I have EVIDENCE and I will be heard and when I’m really famous they’ll probably wish they’d been the SMART ONES who gave me an opportunity to be heard. Just guessing.   (Well no, not really:  I’m pretty sure they’ll feel stupid when they learn what I know.  They’re both so accustomed to being so smart all the time that being WRONG  once will PROBABLY DO THEM SOME GOOD.)

6:18 pm

 

5:49 pm

My sons declare their desire that I experience things I enjoy and tell me  my ideas are important.  I have asked every day for a week that one of them would start a movie (“White Nights”  Baryshnikov) and I’ve gone to bed each night at six.  They’re gonna feel so terrible for calling me diseased just to make time with their psychopath grandpa.  I pray that God will help them to forgive themselves.  Mom.  Whatever.  She knows better.  Whatever.

Sons, you don’t have to AGREE with somebody in order to tell him if his work is worthwhile.  Yo mama is worthwhile.   You don’t evaluate, even to disregard the CONCLUSIONS,  without giving a respectful nod to the efforts aforethought.  You can say I’m wrong.  You can even call me nuts.  (YOU GUYS.  Not just ANYBODY can call me nuts and you know VERY WELL MY CONSISTENT CONSIDERATIONS give me honest deed to a dependably just mind.  You also know that if somebody is full of shit and he talks down yo-mama she won’t even care if you don’t respect my work-habits enough to stick up for me.)  TRUTH doesn’t require any defense.  (If I am not truthful, then please DO NOT DEFEND ME.)  Any day, thou smart sons,  that you wish to call a family meeting…let’s bring along the WHOLE FAMILY.  Can you think of a single member who would not fear to debate me?  About any topic at all?  OK, don’t bet if the topic is building construction.  I get mixed up with soffit and aluminum roofing materials.  Don’t enter me in that round, actually, whatever, don’t bet on me.   ❤

5:29 pm

I was born ….. my parents were born some time before that.

I’m going to change my life and I’m going to do it with intent,  and I intend to also change the world.  I haven’t a clue how to begin, but I know that I will do it, and I know that my words will change people’s hearts.  I can understand suicide; I never thought I’d say that.  When I consider how it is for those who are tortured and don’t know that JESUS IS BIGGER THAN ANY TORTURER OR ALIEN then I feel how it must be for them.  I can’t tolerate feeling that way.  One day science will describe the things I’ve felt, notes and stats recorded as I’ve been tortured; it will be clear to everybody.  To be tortured is tough.  BUT, to be tortured with NO HOPE is hell.  If I hadn’t heart/heard from Jesus once in a while as I was being TORTURED AND RAPED FOR YEARS...I would have committed suicide.  Jesus is life.  I’m eager to see him again.  I have a WHOLE LOT OF QUESTIONS.  He’s so worth waiting for.  (As I RECALL.)  Also, there is no WAY ON EARTH that I would allow my dad the satisfaction of burying my meat-suit.  NADA.  (Gee.  I wonder if he’ll FEEL ANYTHING when I bury him…)

My sons declare their desire that I experience things I enjoy and tell me my ideas are important.  I have asked every day for a week that one of them would start a movie (“White Nights”  Baryshnikov) and I’ve gone to bed each night at six.  They’re gonna feel so terrible for calling me diseased just to make time with their psychopath grandpa.  I pray that God will help them to forgive themselves.  Mom.  Whatever.  She should know better.  Whatever.

3:56 pm

I am SO DISAPPOINTED that my psych hospital didn’t give me an eye exam when I was incarcerated in January, because, my vision is extraordinarily better than it was in January.  ( I could barely read the psych ward magazines.  Or maybe I just STOPPED TRYING when I noticed their dates were  in 2013?)  I am VERY GRATEFUL to reed and work without wearing corrective lenses.  My God is VERY GOOD.  He is also NEVER EARLY and he doesn’t care very much whether I mind that tendency.  He’s also always right.  I can’t wait until this transition project is completed because I think He’s going to let me write a book about Him.  Can you even IMAGINE a greater blessing.  Except of course the part where your sons recognize who you are to God.  And also who they are to God.  And to me.  When we see who we are we are going to BECOME THAT THING.  I’ve seen amazing pictures.  And I have NEVER been a ‘see-er’.  I am not capable of seeing auras or entities (only occasionally) or even ANYTHING HARDLY AT ALL SINCE THE ELECTRONIC DREAMS TOOK OVER MY WEAKLING MIND.  (The PTB really, really, really do fuck with our minds.  Please brethren, consider that this MIGHT be possible.)  I did not dream.  I did not REM at A-L-L.  I really hope the goons kept records because it is possible that I may be featured in Smithsonian Institution Exhibits for WHOLE NUMBER OF REASONS.  AND Y’ALL GOT TO REED IT HERE.  I’m going to miss many humans after the shift.  But, the new ones will remind us how boring we’ve ALL BEEN FOR GENERATIONS and I won’t feel very sad.  “One new man.”  I’m gonna see a miracle that changes an entire genre of biology… into a one-man-band of multi-dimensional sounds and many joys they produce.  We’re going somewhere great.  I’m finding it difficult to pray for stupid people with any kind of intensity.  If they don’t want this?  No way my prayers can change it.  It’s easier to raise the dead.  Also, it’s REAL SIMILAR.

Prince Went Public About The Secret NWO

Common Directed Energy Weapon Facades Perpetrated by Black Ops Sources:
-Demons
-Jinn
-Archons
-Interdimensional Beings
-Extraterrestrials
-Entity Attachments
-Shadow Beings
-Archangels
-Holy Spirit
-Lucifer
-Satan
-RA
-Jesus
-God/Allah/Yahweh2:35 pm

I think Isaac might be acting in accordance with a promise he knew very well he should not have been  making and knows now that he SHOULD NOT HAVE MADE.  (I might be wrong; what do I know?)  He used to be 1) more rational, 2) kinder, and 3) not a CONTROLLING FASCIST PRETENDING TO BE LIBERAL MINDED, and  ALSO AWARE OF THE ultimately-unexpected-unusual-chance…that SOMEBODY BESIDES HIM MIGHT BE RIGHT ABOUT SOMETHING?  ❤

The tension is growing tremendously in this house.  Josh is utter hatred of me, Isaac’s trying to get me to a funny-farm, it’s getting very hard on my stomach thinking I may be  taken away again.

Will Isaac reed this?  Will Isaac reed?  Will Isaac?

—If you lock me up because of something some misogynist tells you then you WILL NOT BE HAPPY LIVING WITH YOURSELF.   I prepared that power of attorney giving Adam the right to lock me up to PROVE I was telling the truth (ABOUT THIS SAME DESTRUCTIVE DECEITFUL ISSUE) but I put your name first.  I can’t imagine he’d still have the document but it said, “In the case Isaac my beloved does not act”…then the atheist  (who seemed a whole lot smarter than Christians)  had a chance too:  “Adam de Angeli (I forget:  where do all those lower-case LETTERS GO?  ) may personally lock me up.”  (It’s recorded in my first book.)  When I was abducted January-past, I texted him about how I was being taken away to the psych ward where he KNEW I DID NOT BELONG…as the sheriff drove me to the prison.  Not a word.  Not a soul to speak for my veracity and my faith which seems weird to people who have none.  This is GONNA be good.  They ALL let me down and I never lied to a single man in my life.  Not a single one.  Never lied.  They have ALL lied to me.  That’s not such a big deal.  The big deals are men who lie and then pretend to be God Incarnate and require that others toe a lie they themselves can’t even discern.  This is GONNA BE GREAT!!!  I hope I can survive until I get to be  appointed to a really good job.  But I guess that really doesn’t matter a  bit!

 

2:34 pm

Sad news from Belgium.

my mother died 2014 and nobody informed me

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ANDREA LAROCHE

Apr 24 (3 days ago)

to me
Pink Peony
God i ask you to clean my mother of the set happenings she did about her self .
Amen.
Pink Peony
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Linda Goldthorpe <goldthorpelinda@gmail.com>

Apr 24 (3 days ago)

to ANDREA
Oh, how awful that you didn’t know.  I’m sorry you had to find out like that.  I don’t know how to pray very much anymore.  I’m having a hard time believing he loves us. I’m praying for him to bless and comfort you anyway.  Love, love, love to you.

ANDREA LAROCHE

Apr 25 (2 days ago)

to me
Thank you , Linda .
Sometimes it can happen to have hard time believing he loves us …
The death from my mother is dark and i am hard working on it , to find more answers and proofs for  justice .
In Love ,
Laroche

From: Linda Goldthorpe <goldthorpelinda@gmail.com>
To: ANDREA LAROCHE <laroche.andrea@yahoo.com>
Sent: Sunday, April 24, 2016 1:40 PM
Subject: Re: my mother died 2014 and nobody informed me

Linda Goldthorpe <goldthorpelinda@gmail.com>

2:11 PM (23 minutes ago)

to ANDREA

My sons are trying to send me away again.  They want a New Age place with monkeys and a good exchange rate for USD.  They want it cheap so I can stay a long time.  They want me to stop demanding truth.  They refuse to KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR FAMILY and they’re more comfortable letting me carry the questions.  I can’t blame them but it IS WRONG THAT I AM PUNISHED when I’m also the only one willing to investigate.  ELECTRONIC RAPE IS REAL AND I RECORDED IT AND THIS COULD BE GOOD…if I had a partner or a friend or at least another  soul who knows my truth.  Or just a couple hundred dollars.  With just a couple hundred dollars I could speak to a well- knowledgable preacher-lady and a couple others.  I don’t need money to eat; I don’t need to eat.  I don’t need money to sleep except the cops give you shit if they find you sleeping in your car.  I don’t even require tobacco anymore.  I NEED A CHRISTIAN FRIEND TO HELP ME SORT THIS OUT AND DESTROY THE NSA.  Even Melanie said it was the NSA mostly.  She’s gained weight; it looks good on her. Did she get her child back?  Or is she in love?  Same difference.  I just found out about the Warsaw meeting.  I’d pay more attention to conferences  if I had any money.  I am starting a job as a cook, so maybe I can get to Europe soon.  Being away from you is just wrong.  So much love and if you can keep believing in Jesus then I’m gonna try too.  (I’ve asked Him a zillion times to not let me fall away.  Prayer is very different when electronic thoughts compete with our own.  Good thing Jesus listens to our SPIRIT. Do you pray in tongues?  We didn’t have nearly enough time together.  That’s always been the case with those I love best.   Love.

Linda Goldthorpe <goldthorpelinda@gmail.com>

2:14 PM (20 minutes ago)

to ANDREA
I’ve had lots of people die and my family didn’t tell me.  Not Mom yet.  That would be so very hard.

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-4/27/16

12:50 pm

Psalm 124

Blessed be the Lord, who hath not given us as a prey to their teeth.

Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.

Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Paranoid Schizophrenia, Tool of the Red Terror, Makes a Comeback in Authoritarian USA & Other Western “Democracies”

“Innocent people forcefully incarcerated.  Lives destroyed by psychiatric medications.”

In an age when psychiatry itself, the entire field of psychiatry, is being increasingly debunked as valid science and seen rather to be what it was historically set up by 19th and 20th century olde-worlde, patriarchical European and American eugenicists, racists, and social-control obsessives to be, a fraudulent State-supported and pharmaceutical-company-propped-up tool of social control, it’s useful to remind ourselves that–all through the last 2 centuries– it has been especially used as a tool by totalitarian governments and authoritarian groups–the Nazis, the KGB, the US secret agencies among them, to crush dissent, destroy truth, and silence credible witness.

Age of Fear: Psychiatry’s Reign of Terror

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Today–in an atmosphere of increased Government surveillance and control worldwide, covert Intelligence agency action against citizens worldwide, and acknowledged US Military/Air Force/Special Ops testing and training of Electronic Warfare Directed-Energy weapons on humans–this is exactly what is being done to “Targeted Individuals.”

In secret, classified-research programs (classified in the name of “national security,“) deadly neuroweapons are being trained on civilians, military personnel, civically-engaged citizens, activists, writers, whistleblowers–American citizens and others, both here in the US, and worldwide.

More videos with story at:

https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/71966163/posts/415

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“THE REASON PEOPLE AWAKEN IS BECAUSE THEY HAVE FINALLY STOPPED AGREEING TO THINGS THAT INSULT THEIR SOUL.”  (Or so I’ve heard.)

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Psychiatry: The Marketing of Madness: Are We All Insane?

“I realized those drugs were destroying me…even when I was on them, I knew they were destroying me.”

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PSYCHOTROPIC DRUGS CAUSE:

700,000 serious adverse reactions a year

42,000 deaths

Mental illness displays NOT A SINGLE BIOLOGICAL MARKER so expensive medications don’t even need to kill bacteria or anything and the manufacturers make a THIRD OF A TRILLION DOLLARS A YEAR!  That’s a hell of a business model.

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