7/17/16

7:31 pm

I made Japanese pork cutlets with George doing the knife-work.  Rice noodles with diced cucumber and sesame-ginger dressing with lots of crushed red pepper.  Green beans from Marinette, cooked with onions and bacon then liberally buttered.  They were unusually sweet.  I didn’t bake anything.  George loved the dinner and it was nice to cook with him. He’s going out of his way to be nice and I’m grateful.

4:18 pm

We played this game at Bible school right after we drank the kool-aid:

“Take the keys and lock her up, lock her up, lock her up! Take the keys and lock her up…”  “Etc.”  They played it at your school too.  Repent.  I’ll help you if you need details because I keep very precise records.  ❤  You and I (and Isaac) all know that you couldn’t answer a question about your federal government if Google was shooting the answers from Mars.  We really should talk.

4:17 pm

All these CASPERSON signs are making me nos·tal·gia näˈstaljə,nəˈstaljə/Submit noun a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations. “I was overcome with acute nostalgia for my days in college” synonyms: reminiscence, remembrance, recollection; More something done or presented in order to evoke feelings of nostalgia. “an evening of TV nostalgia”

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4:11 PM (4 minutes ago)

to Margaret, David, christine.ratt., Eric, Tom, jim, ANDREA, Alfred, a, Kevin, Tom, Tom, Rob, Josiah, Steve, Congress, Isaac, Joshua, George

My brain just DIED OF VOWELS.  I’m typing a common word, a familiar word and suddenly all I see on my internal white-screen is consonants.  I am not easily fooled.  We need vowels too. You guys are going to hear me say “I told ya so…”.

Tom, I wanna say that you will encounter many more people who maintain their minds with skill,  and they will point fingers.  How wonderful it would be, if you could UTILIZE the marvelous MICHIGAN ELECTRONIC TORTURE STATUTE that already makes Michigan, my Michigan, the finest state ever squirted.  BUT.  Just think how well the Catholics would take it if we ACTUALLY STOPPED THE TORTURE?  Just an idea.  Take it home.  Knock it around.  BUT GET ON WITH IT ALREADY.  I am at your beck and call, and as you’ve known since the day you first tried to sabotage my political activities…I am all you need.  (906-586-4629.  Let’s have us a revival.)

3:59 pm

Starship – We Built This City

I bet Tommy remembers this one.  Pentecostals were into the big hair.

3:56 pm

This is what a leader’s gotta have!  This is it; I know what it is!  A ‘leader’ must just do the right thing and never take anything personally and (Dear God, don’t we know?) that’s easier, if we do not feel offended or misused.  It’s not a matter of ‘having what it takes’ because a lot of guys got the guts.  Notta lotta guys get the glory.  “Many are called but few are chosen.”
It would seem without question that my sons were targeted by God Almighty whose angels could have deposited gossamer girgles into my womb, but no.  I got guys.  I got tough, smart guys.  I got tough, wise-guys who have followed sATAN EVER SINCE THEIR GRANDFATHER LIED ABOUT THEIR MOTHER’S CHARACTER.  NOW, all I got is the memories.  But maybe I’ll get a tan at the funny farm where they are sending me… rather than EMBRACE AND ESTABLISH TRUTH IN THE GOLDTHORPE FAMILY.  I am agog; I am aghast.  Such a waste.  And GLORIA-BELLE-Linda-Jr.  coulda been a super-model.  And all God gave me instead was MEN.  He must not love me a bit.  And I thought to marry the knave.

I never wanted to be a leader for ONE SINGLE MINUTE and every man who ever knew me to any degree knows that to be true.  None of them ever stepped up to the plate though,  except the one who planted a Tom Casperson sign into the sacred ground of Tara upon Helmer!   I AM AGOG I AM AGHAST.  (906-586-4629.  Number valid until  my children are STUPID ENOUGH to have me put-away again.  Aren’t they just the cutest little activists?)

3:36 pm

This psychic-numbness is REALLY GREAT.  It’s not a ‘fuck-you’ kind of unfeeling.  My lack-of-feeling is more like, ‘Your mouth is moving and it makes you look different than when it’s still and there’s spit on your chin and…is that a squirrel?‘  Could this be a psychic break?  I’m LOVING IT.  I guess that proves I have not lost all my feeling.  I’m crying from relief.  It’s not from the betrayals and rejections and years of silence and want.  It is big-time relief.  I don’t give a shit and I’m loving it.

3:28 pm

BLAST FROM THE PAST, that being just after I was incarcerated physically, and yet chemically-impaired, 2/29/16:

U.S. silently tortures americans with cell tower electromagnetic neuroweapon

 

I’m so disappointed in Jesus.  I serve the prince of peace and I have to take medication for anxiety.  I have trusted since 2006 that He would use me in some fashion.  I trusted Him to make me well since I was attacked in 2009.  I’ve been waiting for Him to fix everything, and to accept my offering.  I’m ready to explode, it seems.  I cycle with hopelessness.  Every few minutes I’m made to see something as very threatening.  I pray about it but it doesn’t stop and I’ve been expecting it to stop for many years.  I haven’t heard from Jesus for a while and I have a hard time believing things he’s said.  I feel pointless and distraught.  I wish Jesus wold fix me pretty quick.  I am sluggish on the medication; I stammer and I shuffle.  I don’t think a servant of the Most High God should behave that way.  God says He’s never late.  I’m running down and I can hardly believe in Him.  That’s what the drugs are for.  I wonder what would be late? God says He’s never late and I’ve been waiting for Him since I was attacked in 2009.  The only reason I was targeted is because I obeyed Him.  I used to think He had great plans for me.  Now I hope I don’t die from anxiety and paranoia.  I can hardly stand having nothing to do.  I really need to go some place.  Just a couple thousand dollars would change my life.  Isaac thinks I should go to a spiritual-healing campus for a while.  I sure wish I could afford to do that.

 

3:10 pm

Something broke in me and now I cannot feel! Hallelujah.

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The most amazing thing happened to me today!  Something broke in me.  I hurt so bad it just quit working.  I think I’ve lived without feeling love for so long I just lost the ability to feel.  I am not permitted to live my life as I choose and I’m not motivated to live it anyway.  My non-loving sons may serve their non-loving father who serves their non-loving grandfather.  I don’t CARE!   I thought I’d die this morning.
My sons went to a magic tournament a couple hours from here.  I went to the  prophet’s house, picked 4 four-leaf clovers.  Chatted with his grandson.  I don’t care about my sons.  George reminded me where they went but he didn’t know they had dates.  I don’t care.

10:22 am

 

10:05 am

I’m going for a ride.  I will sleep here but I don’t have to hang out with assholes.

 

9:57 am

I can’t trust GEORGE, or ISAAC, or JOSHUA  to EVEN WATER THE DOG!!!!

DEAR ADAM, you have my medical power of attorney, I think? They wish to drug me again.

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NO TEXT.

Sorry for the detour.

9:56 AM

It is, according to Isaac, a decision for him, and Josh and George. Whether disabling drugs are put into my body…

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Isaac will not say I may go to a Christian place which does not serve any drugs.

It is, according to Isaac, a decision for him, and Josh and George.  Whether disabling drugs are put into my body…has become an issue for my ex-husband who wouldn’t put anything into my body ever, without a lot of coaching.

I said, “I submit to ‘treatment’ that was 1) Christian, and 2) non-pharmaceutical.  He says he can’t guarantee it.”

-DAD.

YOU BETTER TELL SOME TRUTH OLD MAN OR I AM NOT EVEN GONNA PLAY PIANO AT YOUR FUNERAL.  YOU HAVE CREATED A MONSTER HERE AND GOD SAID NOT TO OFFEND A CHILD WHO BELIEVES IN HIM.  YOU’RE TOAST AND I DON’T EVEN HARDLY CARE ANYMORE AND I LOVED YOU MORE THAN ANYBODY AND YOU GOT YOUR ROCKS OFF HURTING ME.  SELAH.

Isaac will not say I may go to a Christian place which does not serve any drugs.

It is, according to Isaac, a decision for him, and Josh and George.  Whether disabling drugs are put into my body…has become an issue for my ex-husband who wouldn’t put anything into my body ever, without a lot of coaching.

I said, “I submit to ‘treatment’ that was 1) Christian, and 2) non-pharmaceutical.  He says he can’t guarantee it.”

9:33 am

How come some celebrities can pull an ‘Elvis’ and others cannot?  I’m guessing Prince is sitting pretty.  They do their bit. Bono was supposedly rescued from a restaurant in Nice, as the town turned to lies and blood.  An ‘Elvis’.  I almost went to Graceland; I circled Memphis two times on my recent evacuation of my home due to its predominant torture and lies.  I got out before the blood.  He wanted to be CIA, it’s on the books.  He wanted to serve ‘his’ country.  I wonder if he ever did.  He went to Europe in uniform.  I think Elvis was pretty smart.  I wasn’t a fan really, but I spent time in front of a TV set with a pastor’s teenage daughters who listened to music and rolled on the floor in ways I had never imagined,  and they also shaved their legs two times every time.  Prude doesn’t even begin to describe my youth.  Debauched doesn’t even begin to describe my childhood lessons.  My parents permit sexual misconduct of all manner and description.  That’s probably good, for me, since I was to be ELECTRONICALLY RAPED FOR YEARS.  They dun me good.  Who woulda thought?
When I was in law school I prayed for Michael Jackson a lot.  I could never understand why; I couldn’t even name five of his songs.

9:20 am

I sent a LOT OF EMAILS.

Do you suppose anybody will respond?

That’s not been my experience.

“Please Lord, don’t let my sons or George go to hell because of how they treated me. Amen.”

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I don’t even look like a person anymore.  With my orange hairs and second-hand men’s clothes I look like a cartoon character of negotiable value.  “Please Lord, don’t let my sons or George go to hell because of how they treated me.  Amen.”

“Also please forgive my brother and my sister and my parents and all my other relatives who called me evil and never even one time spoke to me.”
“Amen.”
PS.
“I don’t wish to die.  This is an exiting time, but I’m grateful I experienced at least part of it.  If you wish to take me out of the battle, I’m ready to go to Heaven.  I love you, Jesus.”

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*exciting time

(Also an exiting time…)

9:05 am

I sent an email.

Everybody who ‘debunks’ theories of conspiracy and mayhem, is accused of 
hell.
Adam, may I please stay with you for just a little while?  If you’re married I’m sure she won’t mind because I’ll wash dishes and clean up.  I don’t need a bed.  I just need to be with somebody I trust for a while.  Every time I start to get my shit together other people kick it apart again.  Thanks in advance, for considering my request.  

8:59 am

How come some celebrities can pull an ‘Elvis’ and others cannot?  I’m guessing Prince is sitting pretty.  They do their bit. Bono was supposedly rescued from a restaurant in Nice, as the town turned to lies and blood.  An ‘Elvis’.  I almost went to Graceland; I circled Memphis two times on my recent evacuation of my home due to its predominant torture and lies.  I got out before the blood.  He wanted to be CIA, it’s on the books.  He wanted to serve ‘his’ country.  I wonder if he ever did.  He went to Europe in uniform.  I think Elvis was pretty smart.  I wasn’t a fan really, but I spent time in front of a TV set with a pastor’s teenage daughters who listened to music and rolled on the floor in ways I had never imagined,  and they also shaved their legs two times every time.  Prude doesn’t even begin to describe my youth.  Debauched doesn’t even begin to describe my childhood lessons.  My parents permit sexual misconduct of all manner and description.  That’s probably good, for me, since I was to be ELECTRONICALLY RAPED FOR YEARS.  They dun me good.  Who woulda thought?
When I was in law school I prayed for Michael Jackson a lot.  I could never understand why; I couldn’t even name five of his songs.

8:50 am

Wow.  If Elvis is still alive he’s a Christian.  I’d bet money, I mean if I ever bet money.

ELVIS PRESLEY NÃO MORREU ESTA VIVO E ESTE É UM PRESENTE PARA OS FANS!!

Wouldn’t you think he would have gotten a new pair of glasses since he died?


8:37 am

The Pokemon Pied Piper zombie apocalypse has begun: Hoards of mindless, obedient sheeple now stampede anywhere the puppet masters plant fictitious monsters

 

8:23 am

“Pardon me while I have a strange influence.”  (Groucho Marx)

How to Break the Fourth Wall

8:20 am

“Oh GREAT.  So I’m a klutz now?”  (Maurice Minifield)

“Look.  If there’s not a duel then what’s the point of this whole story?”  (Maggie, from Detroit)  (RIP)

Northern Exposure breaks the 4th wall

 

8:13 am

Adam And Eve’s Bliss

“Sounds wonderful.”

“You’ve never been married, have you?”

 

8:04 am

“What did you expect?  A message from the prophet?  Words from on high?  You’re supposed to lead your people out of Egypt?”

Northern Exposure: Adam’s pessimistic views on nature…brilliant!

“IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE UPSETTING, YOU MORON!  CHECK OUT THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE!”

 

7:58 am

“One of my favorite characters, a minor character, was Adam.  You like Adam?  Yeah.  Everybody likes Adam.”

Who was the real ‘Adam’ from Northern Exposure?

“One year he went into the bush and no one ever saw him again.  He just evaporated.”

 

7:53 am

Three hours ago I figured I might never smile again.  God is good and prayer works.

Frasier – The Mystery of Maris

(Niles’ wife.)

“Hah. I’m supposed to ask MARIS to spend an evening with a baseball player?  Why don’t I just ask her to rub my shoulders?”
“You know my wife Maris, she actually has all our servants down at your campaign headquarters licking envelopes.”
(Somebody’s gotta be liking this.  It’s so perfect.)
“She’d do it herself, but the poor thing can’t produce saliva.”
Frasier:  “You know that Maris loves you.  But it’s still nice to hear?”
Niles:  “Let’s stick to attainable goals.”
 –

7:33 am

Personally, I think my sons would get some laughs if they paid attention to my work.

Frasier – The Niles and Daphne Attraction

Dr. Crane:  “That’s preposterous, letting a dog choose your dates?”
Daphne:  “It’s true.  If a dog likes a man, it’s a good bet he’s warm and sensitive.”
Niles:  “Dear God, Frasier…Why not just lather Daphne up with baby oil and hurl her over the wall of a prison yard.”
(I just laughed just like Marty McFly’s dad did when he was young and stupid.  Wow.  I change every single second.  I could be very non-boring to a man who valued variety.  And all in one single woman.)

7:22 am

Frasier – Niles LOVES Daphne

“No chance of you and mum getting back together?”
“I’m sorry.  It’s OVER.  Has been for a long time.  I’ve got no complaints; I’ve got something wonderful out of it:  YOU”
“I never did anything like that for your mother.  No, no, I tell you Daphne, you’ve got a right one there, a good one.”

7:15 am

Frasier – Niles stands for Daphne

“This jackass will be out of your life by the end of the week.”

7:08 am

7 Weird Real Life Glitches in the Matrix

6:43 am

Did you ever get to the point where you thought your heart was broken all the way?  It’s not.  It can always break some more.

6:27 am

-4:24 am
“Dear Lord.  I submitted to the hospitalization.  I did the drugs and I went to appointments.  I’m just now beginning to walk right!  Please God, how do I maintain myself?  I know that’s your job and not mine.  How can I submit when they’re not making any sense?  What do I do?  Please give me wisdom.  Please take this new feeling from inside my body and fix the huge wound on my jaw.  Thank you.”
6:24 am
I went for a long walk and kept vomiting and panicking.
 I can’t stand my son’s theatrics anymore.  I woke Isaac briefly and asked if I submitted to their funny farm, could I stay here without any more scenes.  No more drama?  He said yes.
 
Why can’t the resources intended to be spent for this wasted experience be used instead to get started on my destiny?  It’s in God’s hands; not theirs.  I am a prisoner of Jesus Christ and I have been since the first dirty pictures showed up in my otherwise clean mind.
“Dear Lord.  I trust you.  I feel peace with this decision.  My life is yours.  Amen.”

4:10 am

“Lord.  There is no soothing this one.  Please lift me above this pain; it goes all the way through me.  I don’t know where to start even thinking about where I could go.  Josh said, “get a job” but he hasn’t had one for six months.  HE’S the house-owner so he doesn’t need a job.  Oh, Lord forgive my parents.”
“I can’t even cry.  If I cry I don’t know if I could stop in time to pack some things by Tuesday.  How to pack?  What to pack?  Why, oh Lord?  I’m vomiting again.  God, what do I do?  You said you’re never late!  They’re trying to lock me up again and I have no recourse but you.  Please Jesus,  Please have mercy on me and my sons.  Please reveal truth so I may stay here until you tell me where to go.  Please change this.  Please break this logjam of indifference and blindness.  I am their mom.  This used to be my house!  I don’t care about the house being theirs except I’d sure like a place to live.”
“Waking up without panicking is nice but this feeling a big hole is bad too.  It’s not about money from a job; my welfare is two hundred dollars more a month than I brought in before.  It is solely about shutting my mouth that I may not speak and that I become not a person even more than they’ve accomplished.  How can they do that to anybody at all?”
“MY DAD TOOK MY HOME AND CLAIMED IT WAS FOR MY BENEFIT.  HE KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING TO A FAMILY AND TO ME.  PLEASE FORGIVE HIM.  PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR SCRATCHING HIS CAR.  PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR MAKING MY SONS HATE ME.  Oh wait.  They hated you first and you did way more than feed and clothe them and teach them.  Please forgive them for rejecting truth.”
“They BOTH said I could come here!  I even called Josh from Green Bay!  The minute I arrive they want to talk about sending me away and they won’t even just let me stay in my room.  What can I do now?  Please help me?  Please give me a place to live?  Please show my sons what was done to us?  Please.  I’m whining again.  You don’t like that.  I’ll start over:  Dear Jesus I know you have a plan for me and my sons and this feeling I’m suffering is necessary.  Please don’t let me do anything to disrupt your plan.  Also don’t let me take anything personally.  Give me divine love for everybody I meet so I can show them your love.  Please draw my sons to you.  Amen.”

Why do Narcissists basically get away with abuse and why do people believe them first and then we are left having to fight to get our integrity back?

Backstabbing and the Smear Campaign! Damned if we do or damned if we don’t.

See more here:   https://afternarcissisticabuse.wordpress.com/2016/07/17/backstabbing-and-the-smear-campaign-damned-if-we-do-or-damned-if-we-dont-why-do-narcissists-basically-get-away-with-abuse-and-why-do-people-believe-them-first-and-then-we-are-left-having-to/

12:32 am

This stuff I write is so important it’s worth throwing your mother to the wolves.

But, they don’t reed it.

Gag.

12:25 am

Suicide.  Wouldn’t it be great not to have to face the emptiness again tomorrow?  Wouldn’t you love not having to spend time with people who hate you but you love them?  Not me.  They can fry if they don’t see me for what I am.  I am AWESOME.  Let them follow Dad into hell.  I’ll be sad, but you save what can be saved.  God said George is His.  Let Him prove it I suppose.  My sons too.  They belong to Him.  I have nothing to offer or to contribute.  “Lower and slower, Lord Jesus.  Show us something amazing.  Take me lower and slower, but give me the grace to take it.  With my sons discarding me I don’t know how much more I can take.  You know best.  Please take George before we all die.  Amen.”

12:19 am

My continual prayer used to be:  More Spirit.  More Love.  More Spirit.  More Love.

Now it is:  “Please can George die?”

——————

 

Isaac is prostituting his own mom. To protect his dad, who loves it. No shelter for me. This cannot be real.

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12:16 AM (3 minutes ago)

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How can you turn your own mom out?  From her own house?  And nobody says a word?  And you feel to be righteous?  When you promised her you’d find her a place after you had her abducted and incarcerated and poisoned and then instead you went to Montreal?  When she BEGGED YOU FOR HELP to get away from your father?  And then when she would not go to the funny farm after you PROMISED TO HELP HER GET A PLACE AND SHE WOULD HAVE GONE EVEN TO A HALFWAY HOUSE EXCEPT FOR THAT SHE BELIEVED YOU…You hung up on her on Mother’s day when she claimed she did not want to PRETEND FOR YOU ANY LONGER THAT SHE WAS MENTALLY ILL?

What about a guy who 1) does not keep his promises, 2) incarcerates his mother by force and submits her to the government she abhors and which abhors her, and 3) kicks her out of her only shelter repeatedly when she would have been gone if he had been faithful?

How is it that I am the problem?  
Isaac is really fucked up and nobody cares.
He wants Dad to love him   (but we know how that goes.)
SOMEBODY GIVE A FUCK.
Please.
I do not want to be a prostitute to promote Isaac’s PtSD.
I hope my dad is arrested soon.  Maybe there is still a chance for healing with Josh and isaac.  I mean after GEORGE EITHER REPENTS OR DIES STONE COLD AND I DON’T CALL 911.

 

11:59 PM

I went to my parents’ house three times tonight to pray.  The last time I rolled on their lawn and pleaded with God.  I don’t know what to do or where to go!  MY SONS ARE KILLING ME FOR MY PARENTS!!!  MY SONS WILL GO TO HELL IF THEY SUCCEED.  MY PARENTS ARE JUST WINING AND DINING AND PLOTTING AND THE BOYS DON’T EVEN KNOW THEY ARE RUNNING INTERFERENCE FOR DECEPTIVE LYING FAKERS.  THEY WANT LOVE SO BAD!!! MY PARENTS ARE TOXIC TOXIC TOXIC.

DOES ANYBODY SEE THIS REALITY? 

MY SONS ARE MURDERING ME ON BEHALF OF THEIR RICH GRANDPARENTS WHO CLAIM TO BE JESUS PEOPLE!

“GOD!!! Please have mercy on my and my sons!  The lies and hypocrisy are stealing their minds and souls and good sense!

THEY’D RATHER SEE THEIR MOTHER IN BED WITH A STRANGER TO PROVIDE HERSELF SHELTER THAN TO CROSS A PROVEN PSYCHOPATH!!!  THAT’S DECEPTION!!!!

PLEASE JESUS!  I THINK YOU’RE ALMOST LATE HERE!!!”   (AMEN.)
I TOLD GEORGE I HOPE HE DIES SOON.
I HOPE GEORGE DIES SOON.
YESTERDAY WOULD BE GOOD.
GOD MUST BE LATE, BY NOW.
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MY SONS ARE MURDERING ME AND NOBODY WILL STOP THEM!!!!

11:22 pm

MY SONS ARE MURDERING ME AND NOBODY WILL STOP THEM!!!! MY SONS ARE MURDERING ME AND THEIR DAD IS LAUGHING BEHIND THEIR BACKS!!!!

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Logos.  Our WORD is our LIFE.

MY SONS ARE MURDERING ME AND NOBODY WILL STOP THEM!!!!
MY SONS ARE MURDERING ME AND THEIR DAD IS LAUGHING BEHIND THEIR BACKS!!!!

On Sat, Jul 16, 2016 at 11:19 PM, Linda Goldthorpe <goldthorpelinda@gmail.com> wrote:

PLEASE HELP MEEEEEEEE

906-586-4629

11:20 pm

Logos.  Our WORD is our LIFE.

MY SONS ARE MURDERING ME AND NOBODY WILL STOP THEM!!!!
MY SONS ARE MURDERING ME AND THEIR DAD IS LAUGHING BEHIND THEIR BACKS!!!!

11:18 pm

How can Josh and Isaac be so obtuse as to think they are not KILLING ME by demanding that I relinquish my voice?

11:12 pm

I won’t be required to leave tonight.  I asked for sure that I won’t have to go without clean clothes this time, when my sons kick me out of my former home, that my dad took from me, to help me.

I’m kicked out again.  And my mom and my dad will not speak up or offer me shelter from their hundreds of options.  Selah.  Jesus is coming soon.

This is ridiculous.  How is my sons’ cause [whatever that may be] promoted by extinguishing the house of my presence for a couple days a month?
They just do not want what I am because it would mess…
Whatever.
They have reasons to want peace.  They are mistaken to believe peace ever happens without Jesus.  I am their only representative [obviously] of Jesus.  They are rejecting Him and rejecting Jesus is eternal hellfire and damnation.  Not to mention missing out on the COOLEST TIME EVER IN HUMAN HISTORY.  I wish they cared enough about Jesus to reed what He tells me to write.  I wish they believed in me like I believe in them.  I wish George would die so we could all be ourselves without wondering how it will affect him.  Sad, but very true.  He will not give us freedom to be.  We must protect his shell.  And we believe that is righteous.  But I changed my mind.
I don’t know how I should act in the morning.  I’m grateful to sleep in my own bed.  But, should I have to be grateful for something that was once my right?  I don’t know what to say to boys who think they may discharge their mother’s wisdom to a funny farm.  How can I pretend to respect my sons any longer?
“Thank you Jesus, for bring me back to the UP safely.  Thank you for the four-leaf clover I picked in Green Bay.  Thank you FOR GIVING ME M Y HEART’S DESIRE.  Thank you that my sons will envy me and seek you.  Thank you for you.  I love you.  I’m so grateful you love me.  You’re the only one.  But you and me together are the MAJORITY.  Thy Kingdom come.  In me, first. Amen.”

11:04 pm

This is ridiculous.  How is my sons’ cause [whatever that may be] promoted by extinguishing the house of my presence for a couple days a month?
They just do not want what I am,  because it would mess…
Whatever.

They have reasons to want peace.  They are mistaken to believe peace ever happens without Jesus.  I am their only representative [obviously] of Jesus.  They are rejecting Him and rejecting Jesus is eternal hellfire and damnation.  Not to mention missing out on the COOLEST TIME EVER IN HUMAN HISTORY.  I wish they cared enough about Jesus to reed what He tells me to write.  I wish they believed in me like I believe in them.  I wish George would die so we could all be ourselves without wondering how it will affect him.  Sad, but very true.  He will not give us freedom to be.  We must protect his shell.  And we believe that is righteous.  But I changed my mind.

10:58 pm

Queen Admits She is “Not Human” & We’ll “Learn to Accept Her For What She Is”

10:38 pm

I DID EVERY SINGLE THING MY SONS EVER TOLD ME TO DO INCLUDING THE STRIP-SEARCH AND POISONING. —— THEY STILL DEFEND MY DAD AND GEORGE WHO DOESN’T EVEN RECOGNIZE THEM or CARE IF THEY EVER DO ANYTHING EXCEPT DROOL. — THIS IS DEMONIC DECEPTION.

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10:33 PM (5 minutes ago)

to Margaret, David, christine.ratt., Eric, Tom, jim, ANDREA, Alfred, a, Kevin, Tom, Tom, Rob, Josiah, Steve, Congress, Isaac, Joshua, George

My sons are going to be SO EMBARRASSED when they realize they didn’t have to be behind the eight-ball if they had ONLY RED WHAT I WROTE.

DEAR GOD
Too emphatic.
Not genuine.
He won’t listen.
I bow at his feet.
I quiet my soul.
I am his and he is mine.
He is in control.
I’m not mad anymore.
He said:
“Linda.  Your sons are performing a prophetic pantomime, as you so often have.  You know their lives are recorded, right?  You know they belong to me, right?  Are you really so mad at them?  Don’t you think I have prepared a place for you?  [Dear Jesus, at this point NOT REALLY.]
“You’re glib.  Rusty told you I enjoyed your humor.  Nothing is wasted.  You are mine.  Take to the car if you must, what does it matter?  Have I not protected you from even MURDER ATTEMPTS?  You are mine.  Settle down.”
Yeah.  What Jesus said to me.
He gives me bread and water you know not of.
He has always done that.
You’re gonna love him or you’re gonna fry in a pool of legitimate shame.
I’m his.
I don’t need a home on this dirty planet.
“I’m sorry for calling Earth dirty.  I know you love it very much.  Please forgive me.”
L

10:34 pm

I have nowhere to live, as of Tuesday, high-noon.  So what.  I’ve been there before.  Jesus loves me.

I DID EVERY SINGLE THING MY SONS EVER TOLD ME TO DO INCLUDING THE STRIP-SEARCH AND POISONING. —— THEY STILL DEFEND MY DAD AND GEORGE WHO DOESN’T EVEN RECOGNIZE THEM or CARE IF THEY EVER DO ANYTHING EXCEPT DROOL. — THIS IS DEMONIC DECEPTION.

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10:33 PM (0 minutes ago)

to Margaret, David, christine.ratt., Eric, Tom, jim, ANDREA, Alfred, a, Kevin, Tom, Tom, Rob, Josiah, Steve, Congress, Isaac, Joshua, George

My sons are going to be SO EMBARRASSED when they realize they didn’t have to be behind the eight-ball if they had ONLY RED WHAT I WROTE.

DEAR GOD
Too emphatic.
Not genuine.
He won’t listen.
I bow at his feet.
I quiet my soul.
I am his and he is mine.
He is in control.
I’m not mad anymore.
He said:
“Linda.  Your sons are performing a prophetic pantomime, as you so often have.  You know their lives are recorded, right?  You know they belong to me, right?  Are you really so mad at them?  Don’t you think I have prepared a place for you?  [Dear Jesus, at this point NOT REALLY.]
“You’re glib.  Rusty told you I enjoyed your humor.  Nothing is wasted.  You are mine.  Take to the car if you must, what does it matter?  Have I not protected you from even MURDER ATTEMPTS?  You are mine.  Settle down.”
Yeah.  What Jesus said to me.
He gives me bread and water you know not of.
He has always done that.
You’re gonna love him or you’re gonna fry in a pool of legitimate shame.
I’m his.
I don’t need a home on this dirty planet.
“I’m sorry for calling Earth dirty.  I know you love it very much.  Please forgive me.”
L
—-

10:12 pm

The wound on my chin is oozy and crispy and bulbous and itchy.  It is a couple inches long and the glistening lymph-scabs are enticing and fluid.  I remembered also, a couple weeks ago at the Prophet’s place picking clovers with his grandson and being SHOT IN THE EARLOBE which developed OOZY GOLDEN SCABS up and down my ear that lasted a week or more.  Josh said.  “Modern medicine cannot explain everything…”  (Not that.  He said something to that effect.  He will not reed what I write.  He plays video games like a stud.)

10:02 pm

ALL THIS DRAMA TO PROTECT A MAN WHO ‘IS NOT’ RETARDED?

“METHINKS THOUEST YOUNGSTERS DOTH PROTEST FAR TOO MUCH AND STUDY FAR TOO LITTLE and even I expect more from your dad.  If he wasn’t totally happy with his situation of controlling you with threats that he will move into some trailer in Dollarville…then he is certainly competent enough to tell you so.  But, he don’t.”

10:01 pm

I sent this email to my witnesses.  I don’t have high hopes.  Actually, I don’t have much hope of any kind:

I’m kicked out again. And my mom and my dad will not speak up or offer me shelter from their hundreds of options. Selah. Jesus is coming soon.

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10:00 PM (0 minutes ago)

to Margaret, David, christine.ratt., Eric, Tom, jim, ANDREA, Alfred, a, Kevin, Tom, Tom, Rob, Josiah, Steve, Congress, Isaac, Joshua, George

Hey, anybody.  I’d really love to flop on somebody’s floor for a couple days.  I don’t want to marry the prophet, and he’s the only person I know who will allow me to stay at his place and since we’re both disciples of Jesus and somewhat fastidious about the opposite sex…well…anybody?

My dad called me crazy and paid my ex-husband to carry the story and so my sons think I will be better off sleeping in my car.  Or else they get to lock me up again.
DOES ANYBODY REED THIS STUFF?
_
Please, somebody have a heart?  They’ll let me back into my house in a week.
They always do!

9:08 pm

I’m going to my dad’s house to pray in his driveway.  Maybe I’ll also pick up sticks.  He will love before he dies because if my dad goes to hell I won’t ever be happy until Jesus wipes the tears from my eyes and does the Vulcan mind-meld of forgetfulness.

9:02 pm

My self-righteous sons are kicking me out again…without having red what I wrote while I was gone this last time they kicked me out and they were so very concerned about my welfare since I didn’t answer the phone.  They are liars.  “Liars have their part in the lake of fire.”

They are turning their own mother over to prostitution.  They are evil sons, now.  They believed their father’s lies, and mine.

8:58 pm

The successful one had George’s dinner with the boys; I couldn’t stomach it.  I sat him down, shortly after I was given my deadline for departure.  I said, “You work really hard for your dad.  I wanna tell you something.  Your dad got one life to live and you got one life to live.  He doesn’t get to live yours and you don’t get to live his.”  He asked, “What are you saying?”
(A MOTHER LONGS FOR SUCH A PERCEPTIVE INQUIRY FROM HER OWN FLESH.  ALAS.)
I said, “Dear one.  Follow your heart.  If your dad is keeping you from what you love don’t be there. I’m NOT SAYING YOU’RE DOING ANYTHING WRONG.”  He knew what I meant.  He heard my sons kick me out.  He hasn’t a mom.
Gas station, next-door-bathroom booth:  this woman was screaming at her little girl for not using the right words!  I kid you not!  This child was merely  just past the mama-dada stage, and this woman demanded words!  “YOU DIRTIED YOUR SKIRT!”  “DO IT YOURSELF.  “PEE RIGHT!!!”
-I prayed for the right words to say and in the end I just told the woman I was praying for her family.  I also waited for about 3 minutes with my instant noodles masticating as she struggled her children into their government-approved carseats with her open door up against my closed one and my destination.  Later I decided I should have said:
“MY MOM TALKED TO ME THAT WAY.  IT CAUSED ME TO HATE MYSELF AND I’VE BEEN WITH MEN WHO ALSO HATED ME BECAUSE I DID NOT BELIEVE I WAS WORTHY OF A GOOD MAN.  THIS HAPPENED TO ME, BECAUSE MY MOM TALKED TO ME AS YOU DO TO YOUR DAUGHTER.”  Maybe next time.

I’m kicked out again.  And my mom and my dad will not speak up nor offer me shelter from their hundreds of options.  Selah.  Jesus is coming soon.

8:28 pm

Josh even accused me of SETTING ALL OF THIS UP…get this, no kiddin’…by PROPHECIES!  Like I did anything on purpose.  I hear it and I say it and it comes true.  God and the NSA are right.

I’d sure like some Boaz to step in about here.  Me and the clan are expiring…

John Fogerty and The Fairfield Four “A Hundred and Ten In The Shade” LIVE

8:10 pm

So fun to be home, GEORGE’S new purchases are displayed all about.  My sons can’t tell me how long I may stay.  I am instructed to go to a “center”.  They think I need ‘help’.  I asked which sort of help I need, since I am smarter than they, I heard: “THAT’S WHAT WE MEAN.  YOU’RE ALWAYS RIGHT.”   Well.  From the mouths of babes and psychopaths.

I said, “I THOUGHT IT WOULD ALL BE OVER!  (I HALF EXPECTED GEORGE TO BE WORM-DIRT.)  I SAID, “ADAM EMAILED THROUGH MY ACCOUNT NOT ONLY CONFIRMING MY CONTENTION THAT THE REVOLUTION HAS BEGUN WITHOUT MY SONS, BUT ALSO CALLING THEIR DAD A NINCOMPOOP.  OR SOMETHING ELSE ARCHAIC AND SLIGHTLY MORE PEJORATIVE.  THEY DIDN’T REED THE EMAIL.  THEY ARE STILL KICKING ME OUT.  MY DAD DROVE BY A COUPLE TIMES.  I SCREAMED BUT HE DID NOT STOP.  I’M GLAD HIS CAR IS RUNNING.  I LEFT A NOTE ON THE HOOD THE LAST TIME I WAS KICKED OUT; I SECURED IT WITH A RATHER HEFTY ROCK.  THE NOTE SAID, “TONIGHT I AM GOING TO SLEEP AT THE HOUSE OF A MAN BECAUSE MY SONS KICKED ME OUT.”  I PROBABLY INCLUDED A REFERENCE TO HELL BUT I CAN’T REMEMBER.  I AM HOME FOR TWO MINUTES AND I AM KICKED OUT AGAIN.  ==

“GOD HAVE MERCY ON MYT HEARTLESS STUPID SONS.  AND THEIR STUPID FATHER.  AND MYOWN.  AMEN.”

 

I announced.  I doubt anybody was listening:  WE WILL NO LONGER PRETEND I AM CRAZY SO YOU GUYS DON’T HAVE TO FACE TRUTH.  Big fuckin’ deal.  We’re dead-stopped and they don’t even see I could move them along.  They don’t see George’s big fat anchor claiming all of our attention.  Soon they will.  Adam is writing the sermon for George’s funeral as we speak.  I prophesied all of this.  I hope my dad doesn’t shoot him just to get off the hook.

 

8:52 am

I have SO much work to do if we’re going to destroy all of Glenn’s towers.  I’ve seen them burning, and if 9/11 taught us anything it is this:  we can make metal turn to liquid with kerosene.  (Google:  jet fuel.)  He’ll probably have to burn a whole bunch of contracts too, but I suspect the government will soon be too busy to deal with petty lawsuits and breaking a contract isn’t a criminal offense. He’ll be broke but he can live with me in my car!
I think I’ll call my new tribe: RANDOM RESISTANCE.
That’s a good name because we will only strike when God tells us to so nobody will see us coming.  We’ll carry weapons of healing and hope.  We’ll be awesome.  I can’t WAIT for JESUS to run this world!!  I’ve been waiting since before He even created it.  Isn’t that an amazing thought?  

Where Are The HD Phone Videos In Well Lit Nice – Phil in France

 

We all have a story to tell…

and God wants to use each one of us and our stories to help others.

 

If Isaac were a black man…

 BY ISAAC BLACKMAN 

UPLIFTING GOSPEL REGGAE –  SONGS

 

8:29 am

——————–
You Are Now Being Prepared For The Floodgates To Open
“The energy you are now capable of holding will only become more powerful…”
(I don’t know how much is bullshit, of these New Age proclamations…but a lot of it lines up with my [orthodox] theology and eschatological understanding.)
“Yes, Dear One, we are beyond excited that you are on your way home.”
WHEN I GET FINISHED YELLING FIRE, FIRE, FIRE, FIRE, FIRE THEN MAYBE I’D LIKE TO spend some ‘time’ LEARNING ABOUT FORMATTING…
NOthING LOOKS THE WAY I’D LIKE but there’s no time for lessons just now.
BOSSY CYBERSTALKER.
Lots of bullies in my world; at least I gave this one permission.  I’m the bully-pulpit!

Hilarious – President BUSH PLASTERED and Dancing at Memorial Service

“Everyone there seems to understand the Bush is either out of his mind or on drugs…”
DANCING AT A FUNERAL!!!
Maybe BUSH got HOLY GHOST.
They’re holding hands but it looks like Michelle and Laura weren’t expecting to dance.
He’s also GRINNING UP A STORM.
Blacks and whites singing ‘The Battle Hymn of the Republic’?
But Confederate flags are bad?
I think Michelle Obama could bench-press Laura Bush.  But I probably could too.
Look-see:

8:10 am

The way Truth sets you free is this, or at least this is one way.  As we acquire more Truth, we realize how much of our efforts do not serve Him.  Freedom increases by the elimination of myriad little false responsibilities.
Yesterday was full of electronic anomalies in the car, numerous ones that just went away. First the door locked by itself.  Then the gas cap would not open.  The cruise control stopped working too, so I was really hoping I wasn’t losing an alternator or generator or whatever it is that diesel cars use to create electricity.  Some other small things weren’t working too but I don’t exactly remember.  I do remember being VERY GRATEFUL the air conditioning didn’t stop working.  I heard, “Would you rather have cruise control or air conditioning?”  No contest.  It didn’t hit 100 yesterday though and I was glad.
Also, weird wounds showed up on my body.  For about three hours there was a series of marks on my right forearm, like claw marks, side by side.  They looked like one of those compression indentations you get when you lean on something bumpy but those go away really fast and I was in the car so I didn’t lean on anything.   I kind of liked them; I used to have dreams and visions where atheist-Adam was a lion clawing at me and he never drew blood because every time the skin was ripped back there was gold exposed underneath.  These marks just faded slowly until they looked like a real scar.
ALSO, I WATCHED a bump grow on my jaw, it was like a huge horsefly bite with the center violently white and the edges in crisp relief.  Nothing bit me because it wasn’t even itchy..  Also, the bump didn’t go away, it was the size of a nickel when I went to bed, with a head on it like a bite you scratched, kind of weepy-gold.  NOW, the whole surface of my jaw is swollen and bumpy and oozy. ALSO, there is a blister on my toe; you don’t get too many blisters when you’re driving all day.
ALSO, I cut my finger coming out of a REALLY grungy bathroom.  The door handle itself was so sharp it went right through my skin when I touched it.  I worried momentarily about getting an infection and I prayed for no ill effects.  I squeezed a little blood out to get rid of germs.  The next time I looked at it…the wound was completely gone.  I liked that one the best.  He’s spontaneously healed wounds for me before.  One time I cut two fingers with the same tool and one healed immediately after prayer.  It’s in my journal.  George might remember; he was there.
3:20 yesterday the paranoia stopped.  It’s almost like they turn off a switch.  Joy and freedom immediately.
I wonder if I’m being demo-ed or something.  I guess they gotta use somebody.
I’m going home.  I can’t possibly live in these clothes any longer.  I hope my sons will let me use their washing machine.

 

7/16/16

1:26 AM
Predictions
(Not to be confused with prophecy.)
The ‘red carpet’ will feature a fully naked female seeking to regain attention this year.
Pikachu will appear in REAL LIFE and you can watch him jump all over your friends…and you won’t even need a phone.    

1:10 AM

And now, aged 72, Rolling Stone Sir Mick Jagger has announced that he is to be a father again. His American ballet dancer girlfriend, Melanie Hamrick, 29, is expecting a baby which will be his eighth child.

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-3692957/As-s-revealed-Mick-Jagger-s-having-EIGHTH-child-72-Jerry-s-aghast-Keith-thinks-s-hoot-Mick-s-not-shopping-ring.html#ixzz4EXt3DfM1
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DON’T YOU JUST LOVE FAIRY-TALE ENDINGS?

‘I knew straight away he was The One’: Grandmother, 71, marries a 17-year-old three weeks after meeting him at her son’s FUNERAL

  • Almeda Errell from Tennessee lost her son to diabetes complications
  • Met Gary Hardwick, now 18, and couldn’t stop thinking about him
  • Once he split from girlfriend he rushed round to declare feelings
  • Couple married after three weeks and enjoy passionate relationship 

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12:49 am

HI GUYS, THIS IS MY WIFE…

I PROTECT HER AND LOVE HER…

She's one hot mesh: Kim's revealing choice of outfit  

The Daily Mail tells us this, about imminent bigger-wig, Theresa May, from forty years ago:

“This picture, taken from her class photograph at Oxford, shows an 18-year-old Theresa May teaming her smart jacket with a purple skirt, red sweater and a patterned blouse. In contrast to her fellow students, many of whom sported flared jeans and dishevelled long hair, she opted for sharp polished black strappy shoes and a neat bob.”

I’m pleased to know whatever was clean in her closet when she was eighteen.  I don’t know how it could effect the vote but somebody must deem it important.

I SAW PICTURES OF TONY BLAIR WHEN HE PLAYED IN A ROCK BAND AND NOBODY COMMENTED ABOUT HIS CORDUROY BELL-BOTTOMS>

12:44 am

I say it here, and it comes out there.

The Temptations- I’m Losing You

Hot mesh! Kim Kardashian leaves little to the imagination in a completely sheer dress and barely-there lingerie… as she raps her husband’s song targeting Taylor Swift

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-3691516/Kim-Kardashian-leaves-little-imagination-completely-sheer-dress-barely-lingerie-raps-husband-s-song-targeting-Taylor-Swift.html#ixzz4EXluzAUk
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12:37 am

HEY, GUESS WHAT…

If your ex shoots up a city you can be arrested!

 

(I hope George keeps  locks on all his new guns.  I don’t want to be PUNISHED ANY LONGER FOR HIS FOIBLES.)

Was killer depressed about the break-up of his marriage? Police arrest Mohamed Lahouaiej Bouhlel’s ex-WIFE over massacre that left 84 dead as dramatic footage reveals moment he was killed in shoot-out

  • WARNING GRAPHIC CONTENT: Terrorist uses lorry to mow down crowds during Bastille Day celebrations in Nice
  • Death toll currently stands at 84, 202 were injured, 52 are in a critical condition and 25 are on life support machines
  • ID card belonging to Mohamed Lahouaiej Bouhlel, a French Tunisian man, 31, from Nice, found next to his body
  • His cousin said Bouhlel, a father of three, told MailOnline he flouted every rule of Islam, beat his wife and took drugs
  • Police say terrorist’s wife Hajer arrested and in custody as officers work on his motives and if he had accomplices
  • At least 10 babies and children were killed, some in buggies, with least 54 children also being treated in hospital
  • Eyewitnesses said driver zig-zagged at 40mph to hit crowds of people who were sent flying or jammed under wheels

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3691019/Several-people-injured-truck-crashes-crowd-Bastille-Day-celebrations-Nice.html#ixzz4EXkbqE1h
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12:34 am

 I fight for every keystroke to register.  Cyberstalking is not for the impatient.
I’m getting nowhere.  I wish to choose a favorite color but it can’t be done.  For one thing, I haven’t seen every color so my choice would not be a choice at all.  It would be a default.  I started running a process of elimination:  I dislike all pastels.  Most yellows. Orange, like my hair.  There are many colors not making the cut.  I would like also to see more dimensions to my favorite color.  I can picture a top layer moving like water.  I can picture the same color a bit below the motion and it looks entirely different.  This is too hard.  Let’s move back to POLITICS and the APOCALYPSE.
Did you know that people are gainfully employed to SQUEEZE Kim Kardashian into her clothing?  I’m now guessing these bikini models have not much else to sell?  And next year, they won’t even have that.  I should start a website.  I could make a lot of money taking wagers on Kanye’s NEXT spokes-wife.

12:25 am

I didn’t watch even a second of this video but

I’m LOVING the title…

 

 

7/15/16

11:54 pm

Come On Children – The Sharper Brothers

“Come on Children, let’s SERVE THE LORD…”

BUT, if the “Sharper Brothers” are more interested in ‘the Sharper Image’… then it was nice knowin’ ya.

You were really fine boys.  I had hoped for you to be great men.  I’d miss you if I could see you frying in hell, but I won’t be able to.  Maybe you can send me a postcard?  I figure in Heaven everybody will know everybody else’s address.

You sons, you are the bosses of you.  

(That’s a privilege I have not been granted.  Not even by y’all.)

 (Down South here, they call EVERY WOMAN ‘Ma’am’.  I asked.  It’s respectful.  It’s not just because a woman is OLD.  Respect is appropriate for ladies, notwithstanding.)

11:52 pm

If somebody would watch this I’d be grateful.  I don’t have time because I’m driving a lot because I was kicked out of my home because my dad took it away and gave it to children and I have nowhere to work.

PROOF: MANDELA EFFECT IS ACTUALLY CERN QUANTUM EFFECT

11:32 pm

this old house

“Ain’t’a gonna need this house no longer!

Ain’t’a gonna need this house no more!

Ain’t got time to fix the shingles,

Ain’t got time to fix the door…

Ain’t got time to oil the hinges,

Or to mend the windowpane,

Ain’t’a gonna need this house NO LONGER…

I’m gettin’ ready to MEET THE SAINTS!”

——-

(And I can bunk at their CLUBHOUSE until SPANKY gets his act together and gives me a LIFE ESTATE in ‘his’ house.)

(THAT FACTOR ALONE DEMONSTRATES THAT MY DAD MEANT ME ILL WILL.

WHEN YOU PULL A STUNT LIKE STEALING YOUR DAUGHTER’S HOUSE YOU SHOULD PROBABLY GIVE HER A LIFE ESTATE…)

(YEAH, old man.  TELL IT TO THE JURY!!!)

 

(ISAAC.  I’m sorry I called you Spanky.  You seem so YOUNG lately…)

“On my knees I’m gettin’ chilly,

but I feel no fear or pain,

cuz’  I see an ANGEL PEEKIN’ THROUGH THAT BROKEN WINDOW PANE…”

10:43 pm

Day of Rage.  Not for me.

I gave up on rage and adopted instead, my small degree of consciousness.

And It’s hard to maintain your temper when people think YOU’RE to blame for OTHERS’ UNTOWARD and INAPPROPRIATE OFFICIOUSNESS…

…but when others behave like old-lady-bossy-tyrant-jerks…it’s really good training.


 

9:57 am

Wait Till You See Me in My New Home

Ivan Parker

“Mansions on display, homes in bright array, taunt me as I roam…”

“Just wait ’til you see my new home!”

 

9:23 am

Thoughts on freedom, from a veteran of gangstalking, forced hospitalization, induced emotions and (formerly, thank GOD…) MUCH ELECTRONIC SEXUAL ASSAULT and  MIND-CONTROL BULLSHIT and also bullshit-PLOTTING BY MY FAMILY:

I am not physically free by ANY definition of the term.  MANY PERSONS HAVE obstructed my freedom and attempted to STOP MY VOICE.  I have been stripped of ALL GOODS AND RESOURCES and I cannot know that even my gently-nurtured sons will not TURN ME OVER to those who deny freedom as an AGENDA of DEPOPULATION.  (When you raise them smart you expect them to turn out that way. NOT EVEN.)
Selfish.  Wanting ANYTHING seemed selfish,  and I wanted so badly to be self-less that I tortured myself about it.  I poked myself into a corner and others blocked my exit.  I guess you can’t attain self-less-ness by appeal to one’s self.  My desire to become selfless was encouraged as I’ve lived with a selfish man.  You can’t stoop low enough for a person who cannot see that you’re already face-down in condemnation.  My dad and George made a pact.  George couldn’t probably give you the date or discuss the terms, but my dad surely could.
My dad is not selfish.  My dad is calculatedly-the-all-the-time-winner.  He loves small selfish people because their puny needs and squeamish manners allow him to organize events for  his entertainment and profit.  Smug.  My dad was always smug, and then I saw that same look on George.  He’s got my home.  He has my boys’ allegiance, he has a ‘relationship’ with my dad, and as I know VERY WELL what passes for ‘relationship’ with EITHER OF THEM, well hell.  More power to ’em.  If calling yourself the EX-SON-IN-LAW of a rich psychopath is his major goal, then I wouldn’t want a real relationship with George anyway.  I tried. I gave up.  I’m REALLY GLAD IT DIDN’T WORK.  He’s selfish.
What I gleaned from the mystery email that was DELIVERED FROM MY GMAIL ACCOUNT AFTER I WENT TO BED the other night is, a lot.  I always gave George MUCH SLACK because his learning disability hadn’t been corrected in childhood.  I took him to a therapeutic eye-doctor in Ohio who said he could have been helped TREMENDOUSLY if somebody would have gotten him there as a child.  Oh well.  I gotta play catch-up for other people who do not take responsibility for their responsibilities.  I bit the bullet and I was the best bossy Baptist wife you ever saw.  I gave up on expectations of ‘relationship’ and devoted myself to my own responsibilities.  Not good enough for George.
Now, George’s got it all and there is small compassion evident.  He plots with my sons as I work sitting on my bed.  Now I don’t even have as much freedom as a begrudged mat.  He has a mother with a big empty house and he goes there four times a year for ten days at a time.  He has a girlfriend in Tennessee and he gave her a ring.  He has an income and he’s buying silver for his retirement.  He has brand new TV’s and satellite radios and the entire living room is filled with exercise equipment, multiple items, FOUR 36″ plastic balls live on the couch; his OCD will not permit him to  buy one of anything.   He doesn’t buy firewood anymore.  I have second-hand clothes and a broken tooth BUT I don’t HAUL AND STACK AND BURN WOOD ANYMORE to keep him warm.  (He finally said I should make a dentist appointment; isn’t that large of him?  I haven’t even had my teeth cleaned in years.)
I drifted, didn’t I?  FREEDOM was my topic.  Such a pity I had to learn about FREEDOM by its absence.  I think that’s the only way you can truly recognize it and I KNOW FOR SURE that nobody values freedom as much as I would, if I did not fear restraint and compulsion.  I LOVE FREEDOM WAY MORE THAN GEORGE.  I love freedom more than ANY PSYCHOPATH, because for them, it doesn’t exist,  not exist even in the abstract.  There is no freedom to those who are engaged merely in supplying their urges.
“There remaineth a rest, for the people of God.”
I’d look up the Bible reference but that seems sorta pointless at this point.
Here’s one thing  I learned from my  hijacked email:
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My dad uses his smarter-than-thou schtick to manipulate people by making them believe he has god-like wisdom.  (I knew that part already.  Hah.)

George uses his aw-shucks-what-can-you-expect routine to manipulate people by making them believe he is to be continually pampered and pitied.  His current situation is REALLY GREAT because nobody is FORCING HIM TO THINK ABOUT NEW THINGS like I did when we had our pretend relationship.  SEMPER FI. gag.

 “God, forgive him for manipulating his own sons.  God, forgive him for permitting my torture. God, forgive him for denying me a home and freedom.  God, just forgive him all over the place.  Amen.”

toodle-loo

8:57 am

Drone disguised as a BIRD discovered in Somalia reveals chilling government surveillance tactics

Drone disguised as a bird found crashed in Somalia - how the governments hide their eyes in the sky

Hackers steal millions from ATMs without using a card

Venezuela army deployed to control food production and distribution

(That means they’re occupying people’s farms and lunch-counters?)

8:23 AM

“We must admit to ourselves that there are truly evil geniuses out there, and in most cases these characters have taken control of the power structure.” Mike Krieger

“THE GREATEST ISSUE AT HAND IS THE IGNORANCE OF THE MASSES AS TO HOW THEY ARE BEING MANIPULATED.”

(JESUS, THE CHRIST)

JESUS Explains… Overcoming the Deceptions of this Age & The Nature of Aliens – July 12th, 2016

“You are My Bride;  I protect you mind, soul, spirit and body.  All of you is Mine, and I protect you just as a good husband should.”

“The whole world will be terrorized by the discovery and disclosure of these creatures, but my people have nothing to fear.  Whether visible or invisible, every knee will bow and every tongue confess that I AM Lord.”

MIND CONTROL IS WITCHCRAFT
DESTROY THE TOWERS.
in Stasi-America, everybody is a spy.
Neiman Nix, a former minor league pitcher who later opened a sports science center in Florida, filed a lawsuit Thursday alleging Major League Baseball, in the course of its Biogenesis probe, destroyed his business by hacking into social media accounts (Facebook, YouTube, PayPal) because it suspected him of selling performance-enhancing drugs to players.
I wonder if I know the stimulus-reward sense of Poke’mon Go?
It’s like I feel picking four-leaf clovers maybe.
pokemon 5555555555555
I’ve never had biscuits and veggie gravy before, I thought they always used sausage down here.  The breakfast gives meager a chance for glory,  but the room was nice once I got the temperature down last night.  Two nights in rooms where I had LEGAL PERMISSION TO BE THERE, I’m really splurging. Every time I stay at a hotel  I wish I could stay a real long time and take baths and see people moving around and be alone and not be threatened by anybody. Every time I leave right away.  I need HOME.
NICE FRANCE ‘TERROR ATTACK’ THEATER: Preceded by Massive DRILLS
(Isn’t it amazing how that is the case with EVERY SINGLE ATTACK?)
(I lost the link.  Sorry. It was a video.)
 
 

BETRAYED! Whole Foods and the Organic Trade Association just plowed right through American food consumers like the terrorist truck rampage in France (op ed)

The number of lives ripped from our world by the horrific attack on innocent people in France pales in comparison to what Whole Foods and the Organic Trade Association just did to 300+ million people in America as you’ll learn below…

Working in agreement with Monsanto’s devious plan, Whole Foods and the Organic Trade Association just plowed over America’s health-conscious consumers by backing the passage of the “Dark Act 2.0” GMO anti-labeling bill. From Natural News:

Whole Foods CEO Walter Robb caught on video supporting Monsanto-inspired anti-GMO labeling law
“It’s in the process of reengagement that healing starts to occur.”

7:33 am

THIS IS THE COLOR OF MY HAIR WHICH IS  ALSO REALLY FINE AND WHEN THE LIGHT SHINES THROUGH IT IT GETS MORE GLOWY.  I NEED TO FIND SOME MORE BANDANAS.

THE SITUATION IS SO INTENSE, IT INVOLVES THE ENTIRE US GOVERNMENT | FBI INSIDER
This level of corruption is something expected in a developing country or a place like China, where they openly persecute good people and have industrial scale organ harvesting of Falun Gong and others. The Clinton Foundation is up to their neck with Jiang’s vile regime in China, but there is so much to see here…keep reading.
Remember:  “Deliver us from evil”
I’ve been stuck for a long time on “Thy kingdom come on earth” and “thy will be done”.
MANKIND CAN NO LONGER CONTINUE TO PARTICIPATE IN THEIR OWN DEMISE OUT OF IGNORANCE AND ESCAPE IT AT THE SAME TIME ~Crystal Clark-
Justin Trudeau is cool and he’s a babe.   He even sings back-up for his wife’s weirdo performances at public events.   I suspect it’s really hard for a tough general to take orders from him.  How could it be possible that these are not actors we watch and vote for?  A real guy would know that posing with a group of lbgt-cosplayers dressed up like Raunchy-Rainbow-Bright or Freddie Mercury at the beginning of his career is not going to improve his street-cred as commander-in-chief.  Is he that, in Canada, anyway?  I suppose Obama is their commander-in-chief too.   I’ve also seen Obama dressed up like Rainbow Bright…early in his earlier career.  ALSO raunchy.
 
POKEMON PLAYERS ARE TRESPASSING, RISKING ARREST OR WORSE
PHOENIX (AP) — The “Pokemon Go” craze across the U.S. has people wandering into yards, driveways, cemeteries and even an off-limits police parking lot in search of cartoon monsters, prompting warnings that trespassers could get arrested or worse, especially if they cross paths with an armed property owner.
 

The CIA’s ‘Pokémon Go’ App is Doing What the Patriot Act Can’t

by James Corbett
Privacy advocates (amashtweetthat’s establishment speak for “normal human beings”) celebrated earlier this week as the House rejected yet another attempt to expand the Patriot Act’s snooping provisions.
 
Firstly, the app requires an excessive amount of permissions on a user’s device, including the ability to read your contacts, find accounts on your device, and access your camera. The app even requires full access to a user’s Google account, which it can then use to read your emails, send emails from your account, browse your Google Drive documents and photos, etc. But apparently that’s just “a mistake” and will be “corrected soon.”

Secondly, the game’s privacy policy contains such gems as: “We may disclose any information about you (or your authorized child) that is in our possession or control to government or law enforcement officials or private parties.” What could go wrong?

But wait, it gets worse!

 
pokemonciaThe maker of the app? Niantic Labs. Never heard of them? That’s because until last year they were an internal start-up of none other than Google, theNSA-linked Big Brother company. […]
 
 

 

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