“”PETITION FOR REINSTATEMENT AS A SANE INTELLIGENT MEMBER OF THE GOLDTHORPE FAMILY (It won’t bother me if I’m the only one.)

7/14/15

9:05 am

Dear Avis,
I love you very much and have neglected you.  My parents were lying about me to everybody,  and it was very hard to be around my friends who are also theirs.  Since then I’ve done a lot of research  and I’m ready to reenter my life with complete documentation of their lies.  Please forgive me.  I’ve thought about you very often and I’ve prayed for you.  I’d like to come see you, would that be OK?  906-586-4629.
Linda
Dear Belva,
I think often of your kindness to me when I ran to you  in 2009,  and I’m grateful that you are an outstanding grandmother to my sons.  I know my behavior has been inexplicable, and I hope the enclosed document sums up some things about what we have been though.  Thank you very much for loving George.  You probably don’t know how rare that is.
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Linda
Dear Bill and Ann-Marie,
I’m so grateful that George and my sons have family like you guys.  I know my behavior over the past few years has been strange.  I think you should know  what happened to your brother’s family.  He doesn’t recognize it even yet, because he believes my mom and dad are like you and Belva.  Thank you for being kind to my men and for giving them opportunities to do things they’ve been denied around here.
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Linda

 

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7/13/15

7:16 am

I woke today with three words going through my head:   Buckle up,  Baptists.

7/12/15

4:13  pm

PETITION FOR REINSTATEMENT AS A SANE INTELLIGENT MEMBER OF THE GOLDTHORPE FAMILY  
(It won’t bother me if I’m the only one.)
All my life I’ve wanted to please God. He told me to keep milking goats and nursing babies. I spent many thousands of hours praying and many more studying, and in 2001 I received the Baptism of the Holy Ghost, and began to have visions and prophetic dreams.  Finally, in 2005 God gave me a job to do.  I ran for a judgeship, then for Congress, believing every day that I was doing God’s will…and expecting something amazing.  I was not disappointed;  I was endorsed by Dr. Ron Paul and met truth-focused political activists and received campaign donations from all over the country.  But I didn’t get a job.  I still prayed a lot, often all night and far from home; I met and spoke to people as God directed me, and my father did not like any of it.  (He did not speak to me though, of course.  He prefers anonymity when sabotaging lives.)   Dad filed a false police report claiming that I was dangerous, and he abducted my children.  I avoided being locked up in 2009, but his attempts did not stop.
I wrote a book* in 2011 describing events I experienced.  As a SPIRIT-FILLED CHRISTIAN, I was accustomed to hearing voices and I relished the privilege, and  I could RECOGNIZE  WHEN SOMEBODY INVADED MY PRAYER-PLACE.  I had studied the history of government mind-control, and frequently thought my experiences were very similar, but I couldn’t imagine I’d be targeted.  In my book I attributed my torment  to spirits, and although my terminology was naive, I do today SWEAR TO THE TRUTH OF EVERY WORD.  After Dad read the book he brought his crew to my house (he HAD NOT BEEN TALKING TO ME) and cut down trees and dug up the septic system and spent a week fixing everything on the property.  I thought he felt sorry for me about what I had suffered.  (I did not yet know the guilt he carries.)  By the first of 2012, he knew I did not understand  the torture.  He asked me to sign my house over to the boys.  I ALWAYS respected my dad very much so I did as I was told.  All communication ceased once I’d done his bidding.
THEN ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE; HIS SMEAR CAMPAIGN GREW WINGS, and he (admitted, it’s documented…) tried to lock me up again. I was tormented and tortured and followed and gaslighted.  He has refused to speak to me about these matters ever since, as has my mother and my brother and everybody else.  I have been completely isolated since Dad first decided to lie about me.  He has known ALL ALONG, that I am sane, and I kept records of our VERY RARE exchanges to that effect.   He has tried to buy me off numerous times, with bank stock, a credit card.  He owes me FAR MORE than he’s offered, but also I WILL NOT BE SATISFIED UNTIL I HAVE MY FAMILY BACK.  ALSO MY LIFE.
Meanwhile back at the ranch, Josh had been sitting alone during the time I was tortured and unable to do very much.  George became the best cannabis grower in the region, so we didn’t starve.  However, I spent day and night selling weed, and entertaining drug dealers.  So Josh was abandoned even LONGER at his desk, and when I became cognizant, I begged my father and mother to help me find an alternative environment for him. They did nothing but scream at me and kick me off their property.
 I filed for divorce, knowing that I had to take over.  (My big mouth notwithstanding, I had always tried very hard to be a submissive wife.  It’s hard to submit to a man who never expresses an opinion.)  I demanded that the grow-room be dismantled.  I cleaned out the basement and replaced screens and…sought my father’s advice. He refused to even advise me how to get LOCKS FOR THE DOORS!  (I’d never owned a key since we’d lived here.)  He refused to advise me, refused to lend me tools and sometimes even told me wrong things to do!  (All recorded.)  His failure to assist with projects I knew he approved should have tipped me off.  His refusal  to SPEAK TO ME for these intervening years certainly confirms what I’ve learned about him.
I have not sued my father for restitution because the Bible says not to sue a ‘Christian brother’ in human court.  I did as the Bible instructs.  I approached two elders to listen to my complaints, but they would not respond.  I approached the church, but they would not respond, and my father still will not speak.  The Bible says if those options bear no  fruit, I should consider my father an infidel. (At this point, that doesn’t tax my brain a bit.)   I am FULLY PREPARED to file suit, thanks to Edward Snowden and the two years of research I conducted, as hard-to-believe  TRUTHS  became available.  I’d still prefer to  see my family do the right thing.
Since Edward Snowden revealed the existence of government spying on American citizens, I’ve been able to document  REMOTE TORTURE of innocent citizens, and my story is VERY FAMILIAR.  I was targeted by gangstalkers, electronic weapons and cyberstalking.  In November 2014, I attended the CONFERENCE AGAINST COVERT HARASSMENT in Belgium, and I met LOTS of people from MANY COUNTRIES who also suffer.  I listened to scientists and lawyers and government officials and activists from all over Europe. Political dissidents are routinely targeted, losing family, jobs, health  and sometimes their lives.  Dr. Rauni-Leena Luukanen-Kilde has been murdered since I met her in Belgium, but many targets eventually take their own lives. Suicide is often the goal of the gangstalking-goons.
I have recorded every day of my life since February, 2009.  I began by trying to convince my atheist friend what was happening.  The goons run scripts into minds of targets, and mine featured him…doing things he did not do. Rather than go nuts,  I told him about what I was seeing and hearing; I wrote the ‘stories’ to him every day for two years.  When I sent the last journal I swore to it and had it notarized.  I’ve not seen the 30-40 theme-books since that day.  They are an affidavit admissible in court.  They MIRROR PERFECTLY my book.  Since then, I maintain  a website ** which contains background documents aboutEVERY SINGLE WEIRD EFFECT I EXPERIENCED, sometimes even the patents for the equipment used to effect the effect.  I haven’t missed a jot or a tittle  and I could help a lot of people who don’t ever know what hit them.
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I am presented an utterly unique opportunity to help people and to serve God and to HAVE A LIFE.  My father will not release me into service.  He will not respond to my requests, pleas, bitching, nothing.  He is a very big stumbling block, not only to my personal spiritual advancement but also to the NECESSARY FREEDOM FOR VICTIMS OF ELECTRONIC TORTURE.  Do with that as you will.  I have records of every claim I make.  But, he will not stop me from accomplishing my destiny; how could he?  Still, his own eternity will be affected by how he deals with me and those other (millions?) who are also tortured.
May I please be part of the family again?  This time ’round somebody else washes the dishes and…NOBODY ‘DISHES’ ON ANYBODY ELSE: – –No more lying about others to cover our asses.-–   Goldthorpes are better than that.  I do not wish to see my father prosecuted.  That’s not my business.  I just want what was stolen from me.  And freedom from psychopathic parenting  that should have ended decades ago.  And God’s Kingdom established on Earth.
*Madness and Politics…but I repeat myself  (Available on Amazon)
**thatrandomcandidate.com
7:12 15
4:09 pm
In 2009, displaying spectacular hubris, my father told the Michigan State Police that I was dangerous and abducted my children.  His actions directly resulted in the following harm:
1)  I am divorced
2)  I have no house and work for ten dollars a day,  in my former home
3)  My son does not believe in Jesus and his father’s faith has diminished
4)  My extended family does not speak to me or even respond to my gifts and other overtures
5)  I HAD TO RUN FOR CONGRESS AGAIN TO PROVE I WAS SANE
6)  I lost my bar license
7)  I am penniless
7)  The local church smeared me damaging my relations with the community and earning opportunities
8)  I have recorded every detail of my life and published some and swore to some and continue to this day.
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Repeated requests for redress have been rebuffed.
Dad’s actions also set into motion a series of highly unusual events that are yet problematic, and without accurate definition.  But research has taught me A LOT about 1) him, 2), God, 3) myself and 4) my government’s activities.
Now I seek FAR MORE than the piddly apology he refused to provide in 2009 when I challenged his fraudulent religion with my faith in Jesus, because I’ve discovered MANY MORE VICTIMS of spontaneous life-implosion… and I recognize that he holds a key to many truth-quests worldwide.
Dad drove by about 5:30 and I prayed for him; I prayed that God will cover him with the Blood of Jesus and soften his heart.  (I think he goes by the house just to check on me; my road is an extra corner  from his place no matter where he’s headed.  <3)
One truthful moment and my father’s life is redirected and mine will restart.  I hope he grows up before the zombies get him.
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