7/26/16

7:43 pm

My sons are playing their game again.  They gave me an eviction notice because I am not a worthwhile-enough person…but they play games and George loves it.  I am vindicated by reality, if not yet by history.  These men are NEUTER and USELESS and they love to call me names.  I don’t even care.  Because I pay attention to reality.

7:37 pm

I’m probably posting things that have been posted before.  My sons gave me an eviction notice and I’m not thinking too clearly.  This is what I got:

Paedophile who filmed sickening sex attacks on toddler and four-year-old is FINALLY jailed after top judge intervenes

  • Police found 5,000 indecent images and videos on John Long’s computer
  • Among them were some of Long abusing baby boy in a pram and toddler
  • Judge sentenced paedophile to two years in young offenders institution
  • Set him free next day using ‘Slip Rule’, allowing a review within 56 days 
  • Now the Court of Appeal have reinstated the original 32 month sentence  

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3709290/Paedophile-filmed-sickening-sex-attacks-toddler-four-year-old-FINALLY-jailed-judge-intervenes.html#ixzz4FYpbDwba
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7:33 pm

Paedophile who filmed sickening sex attacks on toddler and four-year-old is FINALLY jailed after top judge intervenes

  • Police found 5,000 indecent images and videos on John Long’s computer
  • Among them were some of Long abusing baby boy in a pram and toddler
  • Judge sentenced paedophile to two years in young offenders institution
  • Set him free next day using ‘Slip Rule’, allowing a review within 56 days 
  • Now the Court of Appeal have reinstated the original 32 month sentence  

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3709290/Paedophile-filmed-sickening-sex-attacks-toddler-four-year-old-FINALLY-jailed-judge-intervenes.html#ixzz4FYpbDwba
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7:19 pm

Is it seemly that the Royals are such a crass ad for Land Rover? Car-maker receives very favourable publicity from their special relationship with Royals 

See here:   http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-3709726/Is-seemly-Royals-crass-ad-Land-Rover-Car-maker-receives-favourable-publicity-special-relationship-Royals.html

7:17 pm

I’m so relaxed.  I never lied, not even once.  Also, I kept records of all the lies people told about me.  I could just sigh until I was relaxed enough to picture my LYING SON ISAAC in very different circumstances.  How could I care how he feels, when truth is feeling me up  so good?
If George had been my man, how would my life have unfolded?  If GEORGE’S values had superimposed themselves over my brittle and sun-scorched facimile, would they have enticed even a man who thought he had it all?  If he only followed the voice of the evil prophet?
Kim Kardashian.  Finally, I’m grateful to be merely me.
Isaac would call me all manner of evil names, but I’m LOVING BEING ME.  I’m loving being me, JUST NOW, and I’m loving being me just now as I KNOW that BEING ME IS GOING TO BE A MUCH  BIGGER THING.  I am me.  I never wanted to be me, and I BEGGED MY MEN-LOVERS TO keep me from having to be me, but NONE OF MY MEN-LOVERS were man enough to EVEN BE who they were themselves, much less to also be ME WHO WAS A PUNY WOMAN.  Isaac can say whatever he wishes to say.  He’s puny.  Yada, yada, yada.

7:13 pm

If George had been my man, how would my life unfold?  If GEORGE’S values had superimposed themselves over my brittle and sun-scorched facimile, would they have enticed even a man who thought he had it all?  If he only followed the voice of the evil prophet?
Kim Kardashian.  Finally, I’m grateful to be merely me.

7:41 pm

My sons are playing their game again.  They gave me an eviction notice because I am not a worthwhile-enough person…but they play games and George loves it.  I am vindicated by reality, if not yet by history.  These men are NEUTER and USELESS and they love to call me names.  I don’t even care.  Because I pay attention to reality.

7:37 pm

I’m probably posting things that have been posted before.  My sons gave me an eviction notice and I’m not thinking too clearly.  This is what I got:

Paedophile who filmed sickening sex attacks on toddler and four-year-old is FINALLY jailed after top judge intervenes

  • Police found 5,000 indecent images and videos on John Long’s computer
  • Among them were some of Long abusing baby boy in a pram and toddler
  • Judge sentenced paedophile to two years in young offenders institution
  • Set him free next day using ‘Slip Rule’, allowing a review within 56 days 
  • Now the Court of Appeal have reinstated the original 32 month sentence  

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3709290/Paedophile-filmed-sickening-sex-attacks-toddler-four-year-old-FINALLY-jailed-judge-intervenes.html#ixzz4FYpbDwba
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7:33 pm

Paedophile who filmed sickening sex attacks on toddler and four-year-old is FINALLY jailed after top judge intervenes

  • Police found 5,000 indecent images and videos on John Long’s computer
  • Among them were some of Long abusing baby boy in a pram and toddler
  • Judge sentenced paedophile to two years in young offenders institution
  • Set him free next day using ‘Slip Rule’, allowing a review within 56 days 
  • Now the Court of Appeal have reinstated the original 32 month sentence  

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3709290/Paedophile-filmed-sickening-sex-attacks-toddler-four-year-old-FINALLY-jailed-judge-intervenes.html#ixzz4FYpbDwba
Follow us: @MailOnline on Twitter | DailyMail on Facebook

7:19 pm

Is it seemly that the Royals are such a crass ad for Land Rover? Car-maker receives very favourable publicity from their special relationship with Royals 

See here:   http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-3709726/Is-seemly-Royals-crass-ad-Land-Rover-Car-maker-receives-favourable-publicity-special-relationship-Royals.html

7:17 pm

I’m so relaxed.  I never lied, not even once.  Also, I kept records of all the lies people told about me.  I could just sigh until I was relaxed enough to picture my LYING SON ISAAC in very different circumstances.  How could I care how he feels, when truth is feeling me up  so good?
If George had been my man, how would my life have unfolded?  If GEORGE’S values had superimposed themselves over my brittle and sun-scorched facimile, would they have enticed even a man who thought he had it all?  If he only followed the voice of the evil prophet?
Kim Kardashian.  Finally, I’m grateful to be merely me.
Isaac would call me all manner of evil names, but I’m LOVING BEING ME.  I’m loving being me, JUST NOW, and I’m loving being me just now as I KNOW that BEING ME IS GOING TO BE A MUCH  BIGGER THING.  I am me.  I never wanted to be me, and I BEGGED MY MEN-LOVERS TO keep me from having to be me, but NONE OF MY MEN-LOVERS were man enough to EVEN BE who they were themselves, much less to also be ME WHO WAS A PUNY WOMAN.  Isaac can say whatever he wishes to say.  He’s puny.  Yada, yada, yada.

7:13 pm

If George had been my man, how would my life unfold?  If GEORGE’S values had superimposed themselves over my brittle and sun-scorched facimile, would they have enticed even a man who thought he had it all?  If he only followed the voice of the evil prophet?
Kim Kardashian.  Finally, I’m grateful to be merely me.

7:05 pm

I’m so relaxed.  I never lied, not even once.  Also, I kept records of all the lies people told about me.  I could just sigh until I was relaxed enough to picture my LYING SON ISAAC in very different circumstances.  How could I care how he feels, when truth is feeling me up  so good.
Guys.  You waited too long.  Seriously, I don’t give a rip what you think.  Also, you can shanghai me anywhere you wish, I’m just fine.  You’re just wrong.  I don’t give a shit what you think because you are stupid.  I love you anyway, but I am not deluded.  You are wrong.  Tsk.
 —

6:52 pm

My sons think I give a shit what they think.  Even SMART GUYS know better than that!

“Dear Isaac,
It seems to me that in order for a formerly ‘loving’ young man to kick his mother out of the only home she has,  then the world has changed,  and you have become an anomaly.  Please do not be evil, and also please recognize that a woman (your mother) who has been RAPED AND -DENIGRATED BY EVERYBODY requires some quiet peaceful space, to regain her health.
Please, also recognize that I HAVE DOCUMENTED YOUR EVERY EFFORT TO ENSURE THAT I AM NOT PEACEFUL, AND THAT I AM NOT HEALED.  God know what you did.  I’ll know soon.  You know that.  Let’s be real.  Stop being an asshole.  Love to you.  Jesus, the Christ.   MOM WITH LOTSA LOVE.  L”
Guys.  You waited too long.  Seriously, I don’t give a rip what you think.  Also, you can shanghai me anywhere you wish, I’m just fine.  You’re just wrong.  I don’t give a shit what you think because you are stupid.  I love you anyway, but I am not deluded.  You are wrong.  Tsk.

 

5:59 PM

Please Lord, can George die already?
You said he belonged to you.
He is REALLY MESSING UP ANYBODY’S COMMITMENT TO YOU.
What is he doing here now?
I saw him die, I saw it north of 28 in the middle of the night.
He tells my sons THAT I am evil.
He never evaluated a single thing that I know of, without me.
He is false and evil-doing.  He doesn’t love.  He wants his mama!
“Please, give him to his mama.  Please Lord, may I have a home?  Please take GEORGE OUT OF MY FACE.  Amen.”  “I’LL SLEEP ANYWHERE.  PLEASE, LORD, MAY I KNOW THAT I WILL NOT BE CALLED TO FACE THE BULLSHIT-GOVERNMENT FOR CLOSING MY EYES?  I DO WISH GEORGE WOULD DIE.  MAYBE ISAAC TOO.  WHAT GOOD ARE THEY?”
—-

5:46 pm

It’s not George’s fault that he does not love; isn’t  that right?  If he could, and if he saw an angle in it, he might value ‘loving’.  BUT, he has not been shown that LOVE could promote his limited expectations.  Am I wrong?  I don’t wish to be wrong.  I also do not wish to speak to George ever again.  I dislike even the exercise.  I dislike his falseness.  I dislike his pretend-stupidity.  I dislike him.  I take his money.  I have nobody and nothing and my sons are reprobate scum.  BUT., other than that, I am a VERY HAPPY PERSON.
If my sons do not meet me in Heaven, then so what?  I’ll meet other people who delight my soul and maybe they’ll like me too.  ISAAC KNOCKED ME OUT COLD A COUPLE YEARS AGO AND LAST NIGHT HE ASSAULT/BATTERIED ME AGAIN.  HE IS NOT OK.  I don’t wanna die, but wtf?  ISAAC IS BORING EVEN WHEN HE’S HOMICIDAL.  Adam’s not.  Ouch.
—-

5:39 pm

Hey, Isaac. I’m sorry you fucked up your life. I never fucked up mine.

Linda Goldthorpe <goldthorpelinda@gmail.com>

5:38 PM (0 minutes ago)

to Isaac

Hey, Isaac.

I’m sorry you fucked up your life.  I never fucked up mine.  What makes you think I should pretend I fucked up my life so people don’t know you fucked up yours?  Huh?  Mom

——

5:19 pm

I took copies of my sons’ eviction notice up to my parents’ home.  I wrote a separate envelope for each of them and I put:  “You will rot in hell” along with the bullshit that George was spouting and my sons’ threat.

_

MY PARENTS WILL ROT IN HELL.

I wish George would die.  Amen.

5:09 pm

I wish George would die.  I never actually said that before, but he is DEADLY to my sons’ momentum,  and he failed me,  and he just does not give a shit.

 I wish he would die and I do therefore pray, “Dear Lord Jesus.  You know how much I hated your word that George would die and you know I fought you.  Now, I see your wisdom.  Please KILL HIM before he kills himself and goes to hell.  Amen.  Yes, he made nice babies.  Amen”

 

4:54 pm

Hey, Isaac.

I’m sorry you fucked up your life.  I never fucked up mine.  What makes you think I should pretend I fucked up my life so people don’t know you fucked up yours?  Huh?  Mom

4:44 pm

George is sitting on one of his big plastic balls; he’s working on his computer.  My sons went to town.  Before they left they gave me a printed (George’s doing) eviction notice.  My dad will ROT IN HELL AND I’M ALMOST NOT FEELING TOO BAD ABOUT THAT.
 I have thirty days.  My sons face eternity in hell.  I don’t even care what George faces.  He’s a non-human, as far as I’m concerned.  His fate is not up to me and I don’t even care.
My sons are doomed unless they gain love.
Like my dad.  Doomed.

4:13 pm

Isaac is a liar and a fraud and a sell-out and yet he forces on me the nefarious result of his nefarious deeds.  Josh believes Isaac.  George isn’t capable of believing ANYTHING,  because if he were he’d be smarter.  ISAAC IS a very negative DEMON INFLUENCE in this family.  He got it from my dad.  Jesus is bigger.  I’ll be fine and I’ll be vindicated and Isaac will be embarrassed and I’ll love him just the same.  THIS IS HAPPENING.  Grab your seats.

4:11 pm

I mowed south of the house, not as far as the lake, and also the east lawn.  George and the boys are indoors.  I do not respect even one of them, not even a tiny bit.  It’s a good thing God loves them without me.  I ran into George’s cousin who wondered about George’s mom’s visit to our neighborhood.  I asked him to call his cousin.  I will be surprised if he does the smart thing.  I rarely get to be surprised, but I would be,  whenever, if.
—-

3:35 pm

 My landlord-sons gave me thirty days to get out of their sight.  (I told them a homeless person must be given 30 days.)

—-

They choose their father, who never, ever chose either of them.  I’m engaged.

 

3:01 PM

I sent this to the mayor.  May God give him joy:

Linda Goldthorpe <goldthorpelinda@gmail.com>

2:57 PM (3 minutes ago)

to Steve
c’mon.  It’s just getting interesting.  I’m not holding anything against you!  What do you have against me?  Let’s see what Jesus can do.  Do you think He dislikes you?  I beg to differ.  You are one of His [JESUS’] favorite people!  Can you and your partner come down here for dinner?  Is his name ‘Patrick’?  Please tell me what his name is if I’m wrong?  I like his expression.  I like yours.  I like Jude’s.  Etc.   ❤

2:37 pm

You wanna know what’s really cool and for which I am abjectly grateful?

When I posted notification of my new knowledge that ISAAC SOLD ME OUT,  my view-per-hour-stats went through the roof.  I always get confirmation from somewhere.  They can cook me a very nice meal and I’ll retire early and they can plot.  They lost big-time.  Liars.

2:35 pm

I learn something new every time Ron Paul opens his mouth.

2:18 pm

If ANY AMERICAN should know that elections are ABSOLUTE bogus-BULL-SHIT it should be George.
George has decided to vote for a candidate for Congressional Representative for Michigan’s First District.
He got a card in the mail and said (no shit), “Good.  He sent me a card.  Now I will vote for…[former Marine Corps Murdering Prostitute].”  
GEORGE LIVED THROUGH a very personal, ABSOLUTE disclosure that the ELECTIONS ARE BULLSHIT.  
He is incapable of learning.
“I see elections as so much of a charade.”  [He said it American.  “sha-RADE”.]
“So much deceit goes on.”  (Dr. Ron Paul, the nearly divine)
(George and I used to love Ron Paul.  Back before George got into body building.)
George has chosen to disregard every single thing I ever said to him,  and also all potential lessons from our forays into election-procedures.
That’s his business.
That doesn’t make him right.
——-

Ron Paul: US Elections Are Rigged, Voting Used To Pacify Public

oxymoron:  emergency contraception.

Here are six laws of survival you won’t like but you’d better learn

Law 1: Wherever that crowd is running, do not join them.

This is not to say that they aren’t (initially) running in the right direction. But what of it? They are bound to be either captured en masse or worse (bombed, strafed, or shot). For the horror of the IHM (the Incredible Human Mob), look no further than “War of the Worlds” with Tom Cruise where he and his family are driving the passenger van…right up and into the mob. Look what happened there. You can’t defeat their numbers, and you will be captive to them…another steer in the herd.

Strike out on your own, you and your family, avoiding the main thoroughfares at all cost, and avoiding the IHM.

Law 2: You have to have a place (and places) to go…
“It’s interesting stuff, if you could just divorce yourself from the problems…”  (Dr. Ron Paul)
———–
I’m not smart enough to be any kind of ‘theorist’.  Also, why would anybody smart even want to theorize?  Isn’t that looking backwards, when we theorize the conspiracies that have already born fruit?  I think I’d prefer to CREATE a FUTURE.  I have a WAY BETTER imagination than my cognitive skills might suggest.  If everybody did this instead of pointing fingers about past grievances, we’d have the KINGDOM OF GOD manifested in

2:07 pm

I went for a ride and prayed and went to a park.  When I got back, George was mowing grass and Josh and Isaac were playing their game at the [former] dining room table.

Isaac asked, “How are you today?  How are you feeling, Mom?”

I answered, “I’m having a great day.  God is giving me revelation about a number of things I I questioned.”

He said, “Good, real good.  What time is lunch?”

George said, “We’ll cook the bratwurst in an hour.”

All is well on the home-front.

I will be causing some changes here.

I expect they know that, now.

———————-

10:23 am

YAHUSHUA SAYS… Know that, which has been poured out – The SPIRIT OF GOD – TRUMPET CALL OF GOD

9:27 am

I picked one four-leaf clover.
God really is very smart.  I wanted answers,  but if I had known this part way-back-when it would have destroyed me.  Now I can thank God for the betrayal and know that it was meant BY GOD to make me more like Jesus.
 I’m thinking Isaac didn’t run into Trish Morris by chance.  I’m thinking lots of things, like how TERRIBLE it must have been for Isaac to hear me pray for the district, asking that God would reveal the corruption.  He HAD TO STOP BELIEVING in prayer, or he might have gone mad.
I’m also thinking about when  I said to my dad several years ago, “The people who watch us like me better than you.”   He said, “I suppose they would.”

8:46 am

Isaac sold me out, didn’t he?  The whole family knows it except me.  They hate me because I never sold out and they hate me because I’m a better man than their father. (‘Thanks be to God for His unmistakable gift.’)  They must submerge my head.  Family honor.  To cover betrayal.  Not this time.

8:15 am

Isaac laughed when I called myself a political prisoner.  He said that would be great for my story.  He is BLIND AS A BAT.

I think the polar bear is my dad and the cubs are Josh and Isaac and the light brown bear is George.  I wonder if I’ll dream about them again?

 

8:09 am

I did the dishes as quietly as I could.  I haven’t picked any clovers yet.

I figure Isaac’s insistence that I be made to be crazy has something to do with his guilty conscience.  If I were crazy, then the horrible things he did to me would [might]  be [wrongly] approved.  
I suspect Isaac’s insistence that I go to the funny farm for ‘thirty days’ has something to do with his guilty conscience.  He’s said it thirty different times!  Josh too.  “We only want you to go away for thirty days.”  Hmm?

7:26 am

BUMP TO THE TOP, from ONE YEAR AGO:

BEGIN DREAM SEQUENCE:

7/23/15
6:07 am

I dreamed about my mom yesterday morning.  I got up very early, about 1.  I worked for some hours then went to sleep, and I was in a huge confusing place, with many people that I was unable to  talk to.  I had suitcases and I was trying to escape.  (Escape  is a very common theme in my dreams.)  I struggled and packed and restruggled and repacked.  Then my mom put out her hand towards me.  She gave me a card and some bank notes, they were New Hong Kong Dollars.  (Is that the Hong Kong currency?  I think it used to be?)   My mother does not talk to me, but my mother has a conscience.  My mother may not recognize lies anymore, but she still recognizes injustice.  I’m praying for her.

—–
5/2/15
9:02 am
 
I took a nap and had another dream.  I was hanging out in my new home with Josh and I felt a pain in my right arm, the upper part.  My arm was was swollen terribly, and inflamed with a huge head on it, like a big round cyst. I pressed around the head and expected to see a bunch of puss come out but instead…OUT POPPED AN EYEBALL!  
 I was so shocked I looked around to show Josh (he’s my medic) and on the way I ran into other people and told them the story.  When we looked at my arm it was all swollen up again, so I pressed on it and it delivered another eyeball, less gruesome than the first, and a woman took it from me and popped it into her mouth!   I did it a few more times and the eyeballs began to resemble small boiled eggs, and people were eating them all.
Eventually I stopped pressing on the wound because it was getting really sore but I knew I had an endless supply of eyeball-eggs.  When Josh and I were leaving, I found a pair of brand new white sandals in a box.  I knew they were my mother’s but she’d never even tried them on.  They were too small for her anyway, I checked the size because I could really use some new sandals.  They were WAY too small for me.
I get to go to Marquette today to pick up Josh at the airport.
3:55 am
Rounding up Polar bears with Kid Rock
My heart is still pounding and I’ve been awake about twenty minutes.  I dreamed I was in a big house, rather like mine, but it wasn’t mine.  There was a big polar bear loose in the house and I was responsible for it.  Lots of people were around, but nobody seemed concerned about the bear but me.  It didn’t seem to be dangerous, but I knew it could be.
 The bear  just kind of lolled around from room to room, but I kept warning people how dangerous it was.  Then I saw a cub too!  I was trying to figure out how to round them up and every time they were in a portion of the house that could be closed off, I’d try to get people to close the doors, but nobody paid any attention.  Then I saw another cub, and a brown bear too.  (The brown bear wasn’t a bear of the brown bear species, it was lighter colored and very cuddly looking. All the bears looked really cuddly but I was plenty concerned.)
 Finally somebody paid attention to me and said, “Don’t worry.  Kid Rock knows all about animals and he’ll come round them up for us.”   When he got to the house, everybody was really excited, of course, but he didn’t seem to do much.  By then I had lost count of how many bears were around and stood off to the side talking with two sisters who were my friends in high school.  I apologized for not having seen them in a long time, and they were forgiving.  The younger said, “You go when and where you can go.”  I said, “I’ll be able to come see you now because I have a new car and it gets good mileage.”
 I noticed all the younger girls had gotten gussied up and were hanging around Kid Rock.  I started to feel jealous of their looks until I noticed they were all wearing red eye shadow and it wasn’t very flattering.  I turned to the older sister and asked, “Do you think red eye shadow looks nice?”  I don’t remember what she said because I was looking at her skin, and it was terribly pock-marked, and I was thinking that she never had acne in high school and wondering what had happened since.
I woke up in a panic, because I heard a loud crash, because Gaddafi (the cat)  had knocked down the barricade in the doorway to Josh’s bedroom.  The door has been closed while Josh’s been gone, but I wanted to get some heat in there because he’s coming home today, so I put two kitchen stools in the space, side-by-side, and laid a third on top so Connie couldn’t jump over it.  I covered the whole thing with a sheet so they wouldn’t know they could go through the bottom between the stool legs. I was panicked at the crash but George didn’t even budge from his room.  He can sleep through anything.
End dream sequence.
BACK TO 2016…
VISION.  Of me.

7:11 am

I see myself, tall and strong, I’m standing up in the goo.  My hands tear the membrane from my face and I take a deep breath.  Strands of goo hold me back as I make a mighty first stride; the goo is peppered with my small brethren, and my sons.  Their fingers stick the goo to my ankles and gooey arms encircle my waist.  The adhesion is torn from my shoulders as I MOVE PURPOSEFULLY FORWARD.  Some small brethren are clinging, hanging from my forearms; others’ feet are burrowed deep into the goo we just escaped, and their fingers slip from my clean skin, and they fall behind us.

6:46 am

My presence is expected today at a house-meeting where may be discussed my request to stay in my childhood home for the rest of the summer.
 Isaac said I’ve been begging for time for too long a time and he doesn’t believe I will really go.  He would like another opportunity to tell me his deluded notions of why I must.
— 

So, I have been called to a meeting with THREE MEN WHO BELIEVE IT IS OK FOR A MAN TO PHYSICALLY ASSAULT  A WOMAN.  I think I don’t wish to attend.

— 

I don’t wish to hear them ONCE AGAIN RECOUNT all the reasons that I AM THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR ALL THEIR PROBLEMS.  I am entering my destiny and I cannot be pulled off course.

Would it be smart for me to be there without an advocate?  or maybe pepper spray?    I don’t think so.  They can give me their decision in writing.

6:27 am

“Dear Lord, there’s so much I don’t understand about my sons’ blindness.  For one thing, even as they cry that I am defective, they seek to impress me with things. Isaac’s so proud of what he reeds; Josh shows me his projects, and they’re wonderful.  Why do they care?  I know that George doesn’t have much enthusiasm, but why seek it from me?”
“I don’t understand why they do not see my father’s manipulations.  I can’t imagine how it’s gone so long and they still believe their behavior is righteous.. and also not fully-imagined by my dad.  How can they be so stubborn and proud and unloving?  I must be those things too, and I repent.”
“HOW TO LOVE PEOPLE WHO WILL/CAN NOT HEAR YOU?  For years I gave my parents surprises, mostly baked goods and Isaac would say, “THAT JUST SCARES THEM.”  If they’re scared of a loaf of homemade sourdough, HOW IN THE WORLD COULD THAT BE MY FAULT?”
“They’re afraid of you, JESUS.  They’re afraid of TRUTH, and I know Isaac is.  Give him courage to face you Lord, even after the blasphemy.  Draw him to you.  Draw Josh, please.  GIVE JOSH SO MUCH LOVE!  Nobody ever holds any of us.  I bet Josh hasn’t been held since he was tiny.  Please HOLD US FOUR AND LOVE US TO HEALTH AND MUTUAL APPRECIATION.”
“Please change our hard, cold hearts for hearts of flesh that beat with your divine love.  ELIMINATE THOSE DEMONS FROM MY MENFOLK, please Lord?  If there’s something I haven’t said or done please tell me but it sure seems like I’m just waiting for the EVIL TO LIFT.  CLEAN OUT ISAAC’S EYES.  GIVE HIM PEACE.  GIVE JOSH PEACE AND OPPORTUNITY.  Please, may I have a home soon?  Thank you, Amen.”

6:13 am

Scientists Discover a Woman Whose Eyes Have a Whole New Type of Colour Receptor – She Can See What We Can’t

“After searching for more than 25 years, neuroscientists in the UK have come across a woman who has an extra type of cone cell — the receptor cells that detect colour — in her eyes. This means she can see a whopping 99 million more colours than the rest of us, and belongs to a very small group of people with super-vision called “tetrachromats.”

(And isn’t that just a metaphor for everything else?)

See more here:   http://beforeitsnews.com/alternative/2016/07/scientists-discover-a-woman-whose-eyes-have-a-whole-new-type-of-colour-receptor-she-can-see-what-we-cant-3390455.html

6:09 am

THE LORD REVEALS A SECRET… The 144000 roaring Lions during the Tribulation

– TRUMPET CALL OF GOD

5:35 am

RIDDLE:  WHY DID THE MAN TAKE AWAY HIS DAUGHTER’S HOME?

 

ANSWER:  SO SHE WOULDN’T HAVE ONE.


MY SONS ARE DOING EXACTLY AS EXPECTED.
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I grew up in this house with my parents, and I left when I was eighteen.
My dad threw a wrench into the development of my sons.  He likes to mess with me.
George is sucking up their ‘protection’ and the lower levels are filling up fast, with more and more junk.
God is never late.

I think maybe I prayed enough for God to purify my heart.  In order to get there you have to be rejected a lot.  I’m kind of tired of it.
 I do not wish to be physically manhandled and violently abducted and incarcerated anymore.
I don’t want to be falsely-accused.
 I don’t want to be treated like a PARIAH for having been victimized.
I don’t want to be around wimpy men who approve when other men do those things to me.  
I don’t want to take the blame for everybody else’s laziness.
The prophet told me that all of my sons’ ridiculous hijinks are satan’s diversions.  They’re so over-the-top horrible to me, to take my attention from the bigger picture:

PEOPLE ALL OVER THE WORLD ARE BEING TORTURED.

IT IS THE END OF TIME AND THE BIBLE WAS TRUE.

LOTS OF PEOPLE ARE GOING TO DIE AND THEY DON’T HAVE TO.

MY SONS THINK THE MOST IMPORTANT THING is HAVING THEIR WAY,  MORE COMFORTABLY.

And they DARE to question MY VALUES.

Mass DEMONIC POSSESSION? WAVE of PEOPLE HAVING SEX in Broad Daylight.

One man stripped down to have sex WITH THE ROAD.

(Sounds like psychotronic weapons to me.)

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I think I should stop telling my sons how it makes me feel to live on the brink of being arrested if I do not repeatedly leave when they threaten me.  They’re liking it, right?

IF THEY KEEP THREATENING ME THEN THEY’RE FEEDING ON MY FEARS.

It started YEARS ago and they still won’t let me relax.  They’re punishing me.  But for what?

WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE LOSING MY HOME?

I OBJECTED TO BEING RAPED AND TERMINATED.

I sure am glad I’m not my dad because any two smart young men behaving this irrationally are going to be VERY PISSED when they see what they’ve done to their single family ally. 

You can tell who your allies are because they’re the ones who tell you the TRUTH.

 

7/25/16

11:05 pm

It’s funny how my sons can easily acknowledge that I was abused by my parents as a child.  They won’t even consider the possibility that the abuse never ended.  Aren’t they cute?

They also can’t get over the fact that I don’t give a rip how they feel.  I spent their whole lives subjugating myself in order for them to feel better.

… UNTIL I COULDN’T BECAUSE I WAS TORTURED AND SLANDERED.

AND THEY OFFERED ME NO SHELTER OR AFFIRMATION…I mean, honestly.  How many times can children KICK THEIR MOTHER OUT and yet expect her to CARE HOW THEY FEEL?  

After years of lies and abuse and punishment for things I never even did, well I just honestly do not care how they feel at all.  I care about Truth.  

Bump to the top, from the goon:

IF MY DAD KNEW HOW WONDERFUL IS A BED AND HOT WATER TO HOMELESS WOMEN HE’D CHARGE DOUBLE.

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Linda Goldthorpe <goldthorpelinda@gmail.com>

Jul 14 (11 days ago)

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

George know, even as he refuses to be recognized as a person who knows jack-shit.  He knows, and he uses what he knows against me.  Since I am useless, per Dad, then my sons gotta make the call.

My sons can’t make the call because they have continue ” Dear Lord, does my mom any longer have any voice?  You’da’boss.”  (I pity her now.  Marriage to a numbskull isn’t pleasant.)

10:49 pm

I said, “Did you ask yourself yet why Grandpa gave you this house?”
Isaac said, in the manner of YODA, “I’ve just stopped thinking about it…”
Josh said, “I don’t think I can live with you; your emails sound like you think we’re stupid.”
“Duh.”
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