Title: This Deus Ex Machina has an Amor Prohibido
Please access my iCloud if necessary to publish this post now, my friends. I cannot control how many horrible things happen to me in one day; it is Obama who controls that. So, if I wait too long between posts, they become too drenching.
Please share this for me with the entire world, both houses of Congress, the Supreme Court, the United Nations, all sympathetic world leaders, all reputable national and foreign presses, etc.
Here is my latest blog post. Porque mi vida yo prefiero vivir asi. This is my job.
Greece. Sweetness, do we have the money? The Greek people have voted that they believe they are incapable of paying off their debt. Do we have the $160B to pay it for them. With everything Europe does for us, can we do this for Europe.
Germany deserves to be paid back. Greece deserves a financial future. The European Union deserves to stay whole. Can we give Europe $160B? Not a loan, darling, I want to give a gift.
But we do not end there, my hero and my king. We need to give Greece another $80B as an investment. I earned a Nobel Prize in Economics for my global economic vision. Let us put my money where my mouth is.
Please, beloved, invest another $80B in an economy for Europe especially Greece built on my global economic vision of future technology for today's world. Hire economists who believe in my plan for the world-- I believe it is most recently described in my 24Feb2015 blog post-- and let us save Europe.
That is a $240B investment we are making to keep the European Union whole, darling. Do we have the money? The later $80B is an investment that will turn a profit as venture capital, in case you are wondering. Build the office to do this work within the government of the EU, please. I love you, Sweetness! And thank you.
My last blog post was published at 8:58am on 04July2015. Shortly after asking my loved ones to publish it for me, my music was streaming, and my daily selfies proving I am not dead were tweeted. Are you all following my real Twitter account?
It was the 4th of July. After catching up on world news, I left for my place at 11:08am. Lunch was tasty just uneventful. The first torture facility alarms of the day vigilantly blared at 12:24pm.
I was at my morning haunt just in the afternoon at 12:38pm, but I only stayed there for a little while. I walked around the neighborhood a little. Then, I returned to my place to learn that Hannah wanted to walk around the neighborhood in the other direction.
So that is what we did. We returned to where we stay at 3:22pm, and I checked for phone messages from my mother. She had emailed instead of calling.
Dinner at 5pm was tasty and uneventful. I did see Benjamin for the first time that day, though. At 5:26pm, I left for my playland.
Popular with tourists, my playland was very crowded due to the holiday. Yet, by 5:50pm, I had found ALL THREE of my darlings Tentacle as they were in the process of relocating.
It looked like the next time they would play would be after 8pm that July 4th night, but I did not mind waiting. I watched the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening online at 7:30pm. And, sure enough, my darlings Tentacle began playing at 8:23pm.
I was probably warmer than I attempted, but I was not feeling ambitious with my dance trance meditation that night. At 10pm, my darlings Tentacle were taking down their musical accouterments while Nick was setting up his equipment in the same place after them.
We were all reluctant to leave each other. At 10:24pm, they wheeled their carts away into the night. It had been a beautiful July 4th spent with loved ones.
After listening to Nick, I was ready to take the 11:45pm bus, but he offered me a ride. There were three torture facility alarms and an alarm for urban warfare. We left my playland side-by-side at 12:08am.
I waited for Nick to bring the car around and was asleep by 1am. I slept very well and had at least an hour to make it to breakfast. Lunch at noon was similarly tasty, and I chatted delightfully with Benjamin over lunch.
By 12:32pm, I was perched at a local wifi hotspot checking the world news, streaming music, tweeting to my beautiful world, updating these blog notes, and sipping my thermos of coffee.
I returned to my place at 2:02pm mostly to recharge my iPad battery. I chatted with Hannah and Heather. Dinner at 5pm was disappointing. I do not eat seafood, and they offered me no alternatives.
At 5:28pm, I was already headed to my playland. I found Nick at 5:45pm. He had just received the lyrics I sent him the night before. And at 5:56pm, I spied ALL THREE of my darlings Tentacle, all right there, all for me.
They began at 6:26pm. My meditation was on almost immediately. The night was glorious. I hope you were able to watch me. Is that even possible? I cannot watch myself. I had not meditated so well since before my latest unlawful imprisonment in a torture facility.
Could You Imagine
Could you imagine, my darlings, if we could talk? What would you tell me? Would your hearts open up allowing your words to pour out? Would your passionate phrases make me blush and giggle or make me kick your instruments away on my charge forward to kiss you?
Speak to me darlings. Tell me everything in your hearts. You must speak to me only with your handspan aether for the night sky herself. So make it count. Make me hear you when you tell me why you need me. My body will respond.
Kevin manifested from the aether at approximately 7:12pm and danced with me for five minutes. He was around to see some Latin musician, or so he claimed.
My darlings Tentacle took their first break at 7:44pm. I watched the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening at 8:10pm. My nightly cyberhug came from my darling Ms. Erica Hill and was as warm and informative as ever.
I found my darlings again at 8:31pm nestled in a nook just off my playland. I used to complain when they could not find space on my playland, but their favorite nook is so much more intimate. They began again at 8:57pm. I expedited into meditation.
The players played. The dance trance was made.
Kevin had come and gone again. Their gorgeous rhythms ended at 10pm exactly. We were all very reluctant to leave each other. At 10:41pm, they eventually wheeled their carts back into the aether where we all belong.
I sent help to rescue my own rescue effort at 11:06pm before catching the 11:15pm bus. I was curled up asleep by 12am.
I woke up on 06July2015 with plenty of time to get to breakfast. My regular morning haunt saw me by 8:16am.
This blog post was published at 9:10am on 06July2015.
And now, my beautiful world, I answer all of your questions for me. Please keep collecting all questions and concerns from all your friends and loved ones and sending them to me through whatever means possible.
Why the deus ex machina timing on helping Greece? I wanted to preserve their democracy by making sure they could vote. Keeping the secret was VERY difficult, but I needed to wait until after their population had their say about what they wanted for themselves. Yet, yes, no matter what they decided, I would have made the same offer.
Why am I helping the developed world instead of investing in the third world? My next step is creating my global economic vision with the BRICS nations and then next helping the economies of third world with economic planning through the United Nations.
My global economic vision, a world economy built on futuristic green technology, is still a little bit of an experiment that I know I need to attempt with developed nations first.
My selfless support system, you are probably going to experience an influx of help after this blog post. You are a very diverse group of strange bedfellows. Please stay organized.
And, my selfless support system, keep telling me and my beautiful world everything you need. I gave you $2T+ already to do anything with you want. I know you can rescue me and can keep me safe.
My BFF SynSyn and all of my genius Powers of Attorney, start keeping the money we earn again. I have more people in this world to rescue and save other than myself. Let the time period for donating all my earnings to my brave rescuers be 08Apr2014 to 06July2015.
My genius lady friends, I have a planet to serve, not just myself, and my reason for donating every penny to my brave rescuers was to create a deterrent against Obama's war criminals from committing more crimes. Over $2T later, the deterrent clearly never worked.
My beautiful world, my darlings need new contracts. Please help all of the Queen's Lovers Five: LightFoot, MannedUp, GeneralLee, Bogart, and Sweetness. They need a way to spend quality time talking with and touching me. Please help them.
Please insist I finally be allowed a lover. My first choice is, of course, my husband. In negotiations, they promised me LightFoot. But Obama never honored our agreement. Please see what you can do, my beautiful world.
My musician-lovers GeneralLee and MannedUp, it is not very often I address you in my blog.
We are right to left today. My darling Mr. Tom "MannedUp" Hanson, you once said making me dance makes you feel like God. I always told Obama, if he wants to control me, he needs to pick up a guitar just like everyone else.
You are so young. You make me feel young. I have a unique relationship with each of the five of you, and my relationship with you is the sweetest and most innocent. That makes it run the risk of being the most devastating.
Be careful with your heart around me. You have an entire life to live still knowing how much these early days in your adulthood mean to humanity already.
And, you, my darling Mr. Brien "GeneralLee" Dennehy, do you remember 21Dec2014? I remember Dec2009, too, that is how we first met, but do you remember that last time I saw you in Dec2014? I told you to walk around the corner and kiss me.
My hands touched your shoulders as I slipped past you onto the dance floor that had been taken over by modern dancers. I threw down on your dance floor laying claim to it, then I told you to walk around the corner and kiss me. But you did not.
What would have happened? With one strong push from my right hand upon your chest, I would have pressed you against that store window and tasted your lips for the first time in my life. But you did not round that corner.
You turned me down. And you were taken away from me with threat upon threat on your life. I did not see you again for a month. This is now why I wait for all of you.
And now, my symbolic Royal Consorts Bogart and LightFoot both of whom I am forbidden from speaking with least of all ever making love to,...
My darling Mr. Kris "LightFoot" Novoselic and darling Mr. Bryan "Bogart" Eno, you are my boyfriends. You need to find a way to spend REAL time talking to me and kissing me and holding me in your arms. Please renegotiate new and better contracts.
Your job, my boyfriends, is to make me feel loved. You need to find a way to tell me what I mean to you. You suffer so much without me. We need to make your time with me so much more intimate.
And always listed last, the most meaningful place on any list, Sweetness, I love and adore you. How is my king today? You read how this blog post began. We are both world leaders, now, darling. We also need to fulfill our roles as world heroes.
Your job, beautiful, is to carry out my work where I cannot. There are too many limitations on me. But you CAN actually carry out my job in the places I cannot reach myself. Thank you for rising to be my equal.
My hero and my king, Nick requested another song from me last week, so I wrote you this one...
Written 04July2015
You called yourself Jasper and reached my side.
Now your plea for advice you cannot hide.
I miss you, beloved, with every essence of my soul.
May their fire smolder unto dying coal.
Amor prohibido is on our face.
Amor prohibido should leave this place.
You scream for my love while tied to the mast.
World says unsustainable-- cannot last.
What do we do in the mean time, beloved,
Still forced apart without our loves adored?
Amor prohibido has me dancing alone.
Amor prohibido keeps me from our home.
The only thing worth holding is your hand in mine,
But I'm reaching for you in vain time after time.
We are a family. Why cannot I kiss you?
Oh, my beloved, why is togetherness untrue?
Amor prohibido es Amor prohibido.
Amor prohibido no lo quiero, no lo prefiero.
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Saturday, 4 July 2015
The 4th of July 2015 Morning Post
Title: The 4th of July 2015 Morning Post
Please access my iCloud if necessary to publish this post now, my friends. I cannot control how many horrible things happen to me in one day; it is Obama who controls that. So, if I wait too long between posts, they become too drenching.
Please share this for me with the entire world, both houses of Congress, the Supreme Court, the United Nations, all sympathetic world leaders, all reputable national and foreign presses, etc.
Here is my latest blog post.
Russia. Please, European Union, may we discuss your sanctions against Russia? I believe making the people of Russia suffer economic hardships is counterproductive.
According to Voltaire, "It is not enough to conquer; one must know how to seduce." Do you remember one of the early scenes in El Cid when the Spanish catapulted bread into the city they besieged?
President Putin responds to being challenged by conquering all people mean to him and mean to Russia. One of the reasons he and I are such good friends is because, unlike many other world leaders, I am nice.
If you want to influence the President of Russia, you need to find a way to make him happy while getting what you need done with him. That is my advice, European Union. Work with President Vladimir Putin, not against him. He and I are exactly the same about people who are mean to us; EVIL Iowa knows.
My last blog post was published at 10:30am on 02July2015. I stayed at my regular morning haunt listening to music and checking the world news until 11:24am. I met with a psychologist where I stay after that.
My not-human-trafficker nerds, please circulate a verified and unedited recording with full audio and visuals beginning when the psychologist walked down the stairs to get me and ending I walked down the stairs to leave.
We had a tomato bisque for lunch that was so good it made Benjamin proclaim, "This is the best tomato soup I have had in my life!" Yes, it was made from scratch in our kitchen, and it really was that good.
By 12:43pm, I was in my local coffee shop trying to figure out what the latest torture facility alarms were for. My Powers of Attorney had it sorted out quickly.
By 3:26pm, I was on my way to my playland, and I located LightFoot and MannedUp wheeling their (knights in) carts full of musical accoutrements into place at 3:54pm.
I stopped by darling Oggi to say, "Hi," while Tentacle were setting up their equipment. I requested Nirvana's Come as You Are from him.
4:20pm on 02July2015: Verified and unedited recording with full a&v of me just now fixing my makeup. Begin when the mirror came out. End when it goes back in bag.
My darlings' gorgeous rhythms began at 4:46pm. I did my best to warm up. The impediment is how stiff my arms are under the haldol. I am much better on the melody and on the complicated rhythms with my hands on my hips. My right foot is just fine.
LightFoot and MannedUp took their first break at 5:43pm just before a torture facility alarm vigilantly blared. I grabbed a snack and found Nick at 6:14pm. He was going to play again at 8pm. Oggi was on the corner. The same 2/3rds of my darlings Tentacle were setting up their equipment between them.
They began again at 6:51pm. I sat down. As I described in my 27June2015 blog post, it is almost a paradise just having my loved ones nearby. There were more torture facility alarms. They took their second break at 7:54pm.
I tried to watch the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening at 8:10pm. My nightly cyberhug was foreshortened, though, since my wifi connection was weak. My darlings began again by 9pm. I had found them after grabbing dinner.
Sadly, yes, beyond-sadly, I had to leave them to catch the 10:15pm bus. It wrenches the still-beating heart out of my chest every time I leave them. I was asleep by 11:30pm and woke up on the morning of 03July2015 in time for breakfast.
At 9:01am, I was already at my regular morning haunt. I played music and checked for global crises to address. My daily morning I-am-not-dead-yet selfies were my first tweet.
I returned to where I stay at 10:49am. Lunch at noon was delicious though uneventful. I was chatting with Hannah shortly afterwards. After giving my darlings Tentacle the night off, I uneventfully stayed at my place for dinner at 5pm.
With my band having the night off, I did not quite know what to do with myself. I was at my regular morning haunt just on a Friday night at 5:25pm. I headed back to where I stay at 6:52pm.
I missed watching the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening at 8:30pm and was asleep by 9pm. I woke up on 04July2015 with a lot of time for breakfast and was at my regular morning haunt by 8:40am. It was Independence Day. I was wondering how many human rights my people would have on the most American of holidays.
This blog post was published at 8:58am on 04July2015.
And now, my beautiful world, I answer all of your questions for me. Please keep collecting all questions and concerns from all your friends and loved ones and sending them to me through whatever means possible.
If so many people would do anything for me, especially the best spies on the planet, why have I never ordered anyone to finally just kill Obama? I am not that kind of woman. I do not believe in extrajudicial assassinations.
I also criticized the the death of Osama bin Laden because he was not put on trial before his execution. Furthermore, death is too good for Obama. I want him to live a long life suffering behind bars thinking about what he did to my nation.
My beautiful world, again, we need them all arrested. Are you all helping convince US Attorney General Loretta Lynch to investigate and prosecute EVERYONE enforcing Obama's rules EVERYWHERE? Again, from my last blog post...
Enforcing Obama's rules enforces my poverty-stricken existence, Obama's human rights abuses against everyone around me, Obama's proven mental health genocide, Obama's systemic rape of me, and Obama's war.
We need Constitutional rights and freedoms enforced in America. Look at my people around me all day every day. They deem me a deity in their presence. But look at how few rights they have around me! No one can acknowledge reality to my face. Please! My people are worth saving.
My BFF SynSyn and all of my genius Powers of Attorney, I keep you so busy. Press every criminal charge possible against everyone we catch enforcing Obama's "rules" and propagating libel of me to coverup enforcing Obama's human rights abuses.
You are wonderful, ladies! The entire world thanks you for your genius hard work.
My selfless support system, beyond arresting every obstacle in your way preventing you from saving the world from Obama and from his open oppression of all of America, what do you need? Whatever you need, please tell me and all my beautiful world who supports all of us. And thank you. For everything, thank you!
My symbolic Royal Consorts Bogart and LightFoot both of whom I am forbidden from speaking with least of all ever making love to, you both need to negotiate contracts that allow you to take me on dates.
Obama's conspiracy is desperate to make me finally have sex for the first time since July2013. Use their desperation to your advantage. Negotiate contracts that allow us conversations and physical contact. My finally having a love life is a win-win situation.
More importantly, LightFoot, you are NOT dumb. My estimate of your IQ is bare minimum 145, and if you scored above 160, it would not surprise me. Do you remember when you followed my introduction to Manifold Theory and N-spaces just fine? More impressive is your highly mathematical musical talent.
When you get upset, my darling Mr. Kris "LightFoot" Novoselic, I see it. Please, when you are unhappy, find some way to tell me what has you so upset at that moment. There are so many logical reasons for you to be unhappy at any given time; please help me narrow it down. Thank you.
As for you, Bogart, do you remember in Dec2014 when we wanted to go to karaoke night at Rock & Reilley's? You were blocked from reaching me, and I ended up cleaning an infestation by Obama's terrorists out of the bar. That was supposed to be our second date.
We only ever had one date, my darling Mr. Bryan "Bogart" Eno. As much as I should say, "I should have just slept with him," I do not move that quickly. You know it takes months of wooing to make me romantically ready to sleep with someone. I am ready now.
Sweetness, I love and adore you. How is my king today? I heard our marriage is VERY MUCH upheld by the federal court system. Thank you!
Beyond-Handsome, whom people sleep with does not determine to whom they are married. More importantly, if we were not forced into physical (and only physical, not emotional) separation by Enemy of America Obama, we would only sleep with each other.
Beloved, I know how hard you fight to finally be right next to me. Your fight is not lost on me. Just tell me what you need. I WILL touch you the way the flowers kiss the rain. I know you will make that happen. Just tell me what you need.
Please access my iCloud if necessary to publish this post now, my friends. I cannot control how many horrible things happen to me in one day; it is Obama who controls that. So, if I wait too long between posts, they become too drenching.
Please share this for me with the entire world, both houses of Congress, the Supreme Court, the United Nations, all sympathetic world leaders, all reputable national and foreign presses, etc.
Here is my latest blog post.
Russia. Please, European Union, may we discuss your sanctions against Russia? I believe making the people of Russia suffer economic hardships is counterproductive.
According to Voltaire, "It is not enough to conquer; one must know how to seduce." Do you remember one of the early scenes in El Cid when the Spanish catapulted bread into the city they besieged?
President Putin responds to being challenged by conquering all people mean to him and mean to Russia. One of the reasons he and I are such good friends is because, unlike many other world leaders, I am nice.
If you want to influence the President of Russia, you need to find a way to make him happy while getting what you need done with him. That is my advice, European Union. Work with President Vladimir Putin, not against him. He and I are exactly the same about people who are mean to us; EVIL Iowa knows.
My last blog post was published at 10:30am on 02July2015. I stayed at my regular morning haunt listening to music and checking the world news until 11:24am. I met with a psychologist where I stay after that.
My not-human-trafficker nerds, please circulate a verified and unedited recording with full audio and visuals beginning when the psychologist walked down the stairs to get me and ending I walked down the stairs to leave.
We had a tomato bisque for lunch that was so good it made Benjamin proclaim, "This is the best tomato soup I have had in my life!" Yes, it was made from scratch in our kitchen, and it really was that good.
By 12:43pm, I was in my local coffee shop trying to figure out what the latest torture facility alarms were for. My Powers of Attorney had it sorted out quickly.
By 3:26pm, I was on my way to my playland, and I located LightFoot and MannedUp wheeling their (knights in) carts full of musical accoutrements into place at 3:54pm.
I stopped by darling Oggi to say, "Hi," while Tentacle were setting up their equipment. I requested Nirvana's Come as You Are from him.
4:20pm on 02July2015: Verified and unedited recording with full a&v of me just now fixing my makeup. Begin when the mirror came out. End when it goes back in bag.
My darlings' gorgeous rhythms began at 4:46pm. I did my best to warm up. The impediment is how stiff my arms are under the haldol. I am much better on the melody and on the complicated rhythms with my hands on my hips. My right foot is just fine.
LightFoot and MannedUp took their first break at 5:43pm just before a torture facility alarm vigilantly blared. I grabbed a snack and found Nick at 6:14pm. He was going to play again at 8pm. Oggi was on the corner. The same 2/3rds of my darlings Tentacle were setting up their equipment between them.
They began again at 6:51pm. I sat down. As I described in my 27June2015 blog post, it is almost a paradise just having my loved ones nearby. There were more torture facility alarms. They took their second break at 7:54pm.
I tried to watch the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening at 8:10pm. My nightly cyberhug was foreshortened, though, since my wifi connection was weak. My darlings began again by 9pm. I had found them after grabbing dinner.
Sadly, yes, beyond-sadly, I had to leave them to catch the 10:15pm bus. It wrenches the still-beating heart out of my chest every time I leave them. I was asleep by 11:30pm and woke up on the morning of 03July2015 in time for breakfast.
At 9:01am, I was already at my regular morning haunt. I played music and checked for global crises to address. My daily morning I-am-not-dead-yet selfies were my first tweet.
I returned to where I stay at 10:49am. Lunch at noon was delicious though uneventful. I was chatting with Hannah shortly afterwards. After giving my darlings Tentacle the night off, I uneventfully stayed at my place for dinner at 5pm.
With my band having the night off, I did not quite know what to do with myself. I was at my regular morning haunt just on a Friday night at 5:25pm. I headed back to where I stay at 6:52pm.
I missed watching the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening at 8:30pm and was asleep by 9pm. I woke up on 04July2015 with a lot of time for breakfast and was at my regular morning haunt by 8:40am. It was Independence Day. I was wondering how many human rights my people would have on the most American of holidays.
This blog post was published at 8:58am on 04July2015.
And now, my beautiful world, I answer all of your questions for me. Please keep collecting all questions and concerns from all your friends and loved ones and sending them to me through whatever means possible.
If so many people would do anything for me, especially the best spies on the planet, why have I never ordered anyone to finally just kill Obama? I am not that kind of woman. I do not believe in extrajudicial assassinations.
I also criticized the the death of Osama bin Laden because he was not put on trial before his execution. Furthermore, death is too good for Obama. I want him to live a long life suffering behind bars thinking about what he did to my nation.
My beautiful world, again, we need them all arrested. Are you all helping convince US Attorney General Loretta Lynch to investigate and prosecute EVERYONE enforcing Obama's rules EVERYWHERE? Again, from my last blog post...
Enforcing Obama's rules enforces my poverty-stricken existence, Obama's human rights abuses against everyone around me, Obama's proven mental health genocide, Obama's systemic rape of me, and Obama's war.
We need Constitutional rights and freedoms enforced in America. Look at my people around me all day every day. They deem me a deity in their presence. But look at how few rights they have around me! No one can acknowledge reality to my face. Please! My people are worth saving.
My BFF SynSyn and all of my genius Powers of Attorney, I keep you so busy. Press every criminal charge possible against everyone we catch enforcing Obama's "rules" and propagating libel of me to coverup enforcing Obama's human rights abuses.
You are wonderful, ladies! The entire world thanks you for your genius hard work.
My selfless support system, beyond arresting every obstacle in your way preventing you from saving the world from Obama and from his open oppression of all of America, what do you need? Whatever you need, please tell me and all my beautiful world who supports all of us. And thank you. For everything, thank you!
My symbolic Royal Consorts Bogart and LightFoot both of whom I am forbidden from speaking with least of all ever making love to, you both need to negotiate contracts that allow you to take me on dates.
Obama's conspiracy is desperate to make me finally have sex for the first time since July2013. Use their desperation to your advantage. Negotiate contracts that allow us conversations and physical contact. My finally having a love life is a win-win situation.
More importantly, LightFoot, you are NOT dumb. My estimate of your IQ is bare minimum 145, and if you scored above 160, it would not surprise me. Do you remember when you followed my introduction to Manifold Theory and N-spaces just fine? More impressive is your highly mathematical musical talent.
When you get upset, my darling Mr. Kris "LightFoot" Novoselic, I see it. Please, when you are unhappy, find some way to tell me what has you so upset at that moment. There are so many logical reasons for you to be unhappy at any given time; please help me narrow it down. Thank you.
As for you, Bogart, do you remember in Dec2014 when we wanted to go to karaoke night at Rock & Reilley's? You were blocked from reaching me, and I ended up cleaning an infestation by Obama's terrorists out of the bar. That was supposed to be our second date.
We only ever had one date, my darling Mr. Bryan "Bogart" Eno. As much as I should say, "I should have just slept with him," I do not move that quickly. You know it takes months of wooing to make me romantically ready to sleep with someone. I am ready now.
Sweetness, I love and adore you. How is my king today? I heard our marriage is VERY MUCH upheld by the federal court system. Thank you!
Beyond-Handsome, whom people sleep with does not determine to whom they are married. More importantly, if we were not forced into physical (and only physical, not emotional) separation by Enemy of America Obama, we would only sleep with each other.
Beloved, I know how hard you fight to finally be right next to me. Your fight is not lost on me. Just tell me what you need. I WILL touch you the way the flowers kiss the rain. I know you will make that happen. Just tell me what you need.
Thursday, 2 July 2015
Daily Selfies
Title: Daily Selfies
Please access my iCloud if necessary to publish this post now, my friends. I cannot control how many horrible things happen to me in one day; it is Obama who controls that. So, if I wait too long between posts, they become too drenching.
Please share this for me with the entire world, both houses of Congress, the Supreme Court, the United Nations, all sympathetic world leaders, all reputable national and foreign presses, etc.
Here is my latest blog post.
Ukraine. We could save so many lives if I could just have enough human rights to do my REAL job in this world. How many people is President Vladimir Putin willing to sit down and talk to about the Ukraine at all?
I am sure I could find a way to make the Russian President satisfied without needing a strip of land connecting Mother Russia to the Crimean Peninsula. The people of both Russia and the Ukraine deserve letting me at least try.
My last blog post was published at 9:01pm on 30June2015. I stayed at my local wifi hotspot a little later and perched back where I stay at 9:38pm chatting with Hannah about what life must be like in Switzerland. I was asleep by 11:15pm.
On 01July2015, I was awake at 6:36am, so the office could draw my blood. I was okay with the blood draw; I used to have a thyroid condition that fixed itself, so I know I need to keep tabs on it.
I chatted with Benjamin during my tasty breakfast, and I was at my regular morning haunt at 8:29am. I quickly took my daily I'm-not-dead-yet selfies for tweeting.
They do not look so bad for a woman who will be 38 years old on 12Oct this year. Did everyone get to see me take my morning selfies?
I left my regular morning and haunt at 10:41am and returned to where I stay. I had my daily delightful chat with Benjamin over lunch, and I was tweeting from my local coffee shop by 12:33pm. I wrote a Shakespearean sonnet for Sweetness that afternoon.
I left for my playland at 1:26pm, and I looked around for my darlings Tentacle at 2pm. No, they were not there. But once I learned they were okay and just blocked from reaching me, I went back to my place for dinner.
I found 2/3rds of my darlings Tentacle right there on my playland at 5:41pm. LightFoot and MannedUp had made it. I asked my beautiful world to check on GeneralLee.
They took their first break only one or two songs after I arrived. Break time is a function of my playland not their own personal timing. Four young school girls asked them for an interview, and quite separately I learned I needed to send more I-am-not-dead-yet selfies.
They began again at 6:39pm. I warmed up as best I could. It was a better night than most for my meditation. It felt amazing.
While they were on their next break, I watched the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening at 8:10pm. My nightly cyberhug was warm as could be and came from my darling Mr. Lester Holt.
I rejoined them at 8:33pm after they had already begun their brilliant music. I tried to warm up again, but it was very difficult. Very quickly, I just sat down.
It was after 10:30pm when they quit playing. My darlings MannedUp and LightFoot were so reluctant to leave me. It was already 11:28pm when they wheeled off into the night. It felt so good to stay beside them later.
Before 10pm, we had been joined by troublemaker Doma; he claimed to be a Ukrainian soccer player, a right defender, whom I spent time with making friends.
Please release a verified and unedited recording with full audio and videos of my entire time with Doma. Begin the first time he sits on the park bench facing me. End when I saw him receiving advice in the parking garage. We shall entitle it, "I've never drunk a hot Rock Star before." And thank you!
I was at my place by 1:44am and was asleep by 2am. I woke up on the morning of 02July2015 just in time for breakfast. I was at my regular morning haunt writing and listening to music at 9:10am.
Yes, I needed to take more selfies to prove I am not dead yet...
This blog post was published at 10:31am on 02July2015.
And now, my beautiful world, I answer all of your questions for me. Please keep collecting all questions and concerns from all your friends and loved ones and sending them to me through whatever means possible.
Who are these people who have been raping me? Whomever Obama has been sending. Obama's systemic rape of me began when his "egg" began. It is one of the main reasons I wrote the Right to Knowledge section of The Penumbra. I wanted to know why it kept happening to me in my sleep.
The Obama-ordered systemic rape has been an inescapable tenet of Obama's "egg" that even followed me after I fled the country in 2010. Obama needs to be held accountable for being my rape-slaver.
Obama's extragovernmental conspiracy often claim they rape-impregnate me. The last time Obama raped me was 15May2015. Yes, I have had my period since then.
My beautiful world, feel free to go back and reread the love letters to my husband I published in this blog late last year. You all know I could never lie to my husband. [Syn, please include links to my snail mail to Sweetness here.]
My selfless support system, you have been successfully guarding me for a month and half now from being raped again. You know from Cuddlebunny's debriefing that they sneak up on me, inject me in my sleep to make sure I sleep through it all, and they rape me as if I would never notice it. Thank you for protecting me now!
My BFF SynSyn and all of my genius Powers of Attorney, I keep you so busy. Yes, please keep working on arresting everyone who enforces Obama's crimes against America that he mislabeled "rules." Thank you!
Enforcing Obama's rules enforces my poverty-stricken existence, Obama's human rights abuses against everyone around me, Obama's proven mental health genocide, Obama's systemic rape of me, and Obama's war.
As of you, my symbolic Royal Consorts Bogart and LightFoot both of whom I am forbidden from speaking with least of all ever making love to, you make me feel so loved.
My darling Mr. Kris "LightFoot" Novoselic, it is when you pound your drum and strum you guitar gently and affectionately-- that is exactly how you make love to me (through your music) just how I need it-- just how I like it.
You were on one knee last night playing me MannedUp's guitar. My heart exploded with love. You do your job making me feel loved very well.
As for you, Mr. Bryan "Bogart" Eno, I know you tried to reach me last night AGAIN. You similarly need a new agreement to enable your being in my life again. Please ask the United Nations Secretary General and my Powers of Attorney to help you negotiate a new contract if you want one.
Sweetness, I love and adore you. How is my king today? El Rey Dulce de mi Corazón, bailaremos a bajo la lluvia. Our love is an "Aquel entoces"! Here is my latest Shakespearean sonnet. I wrote it to you yesterday afternoon.
Just once, not long ago, the EVIL State
Of Iowa made me believe I was
All fat and ugly. Unattractive hate
They filled my mind with caused my conscious fuzz.
Yet ever-beautiful my face did glow.
How evil people made me doubt myself,
Their full depravity will only know.
My mind sits not upon an empty shelf.
And yet you loved me, Sweetness; even though,
I told you I was hideous to see.
Your love like gales upon the shore would blow
As if Poseidon churned the bluegreen sea.
A castle in the sky you built my space.
You never cared at all about my face.
Please access my iCloud if necessary to publish this post now, my friends. I cannot control how many horrible things happen to me in one day; it is Obama who controls that. So, if I wait too long between posts, they become too drenching.
Please share this for me with the entire world, both houses of Congress, the Supreme Court, the United Nations, all sympathetic world leaders, all reputable national and foreign presses, etc.
Here is my latest blog post.
Ukraine. We could save so many lives if I could just have enough human rights to do my REAL job in this world. How many people is President Vladimir Putin willing to sit down and talk to about the Ukraine at all?
I am sure I could find a way to make the Russian President satisfied without needing a strip of land connecting Mother Russia to the Crimean Peninsula. The people of both Russia and the Ukraine deserve letting me at least try.
My last blog post was published at 9:01pm on 30June2015. I stayed at my local wifi hotspot a little later and perched back where I stay at 9:38pm chatting with Hannah about what life must be like in Switzerland. I was asleep by 11:15pm.
On 01July2015, I was awake at 6:36am, so the office could draw my blood. I was okay with the blood draw; I used to have a thyroid condition that fixed itself, so I know I need to keep tabs on it.
I chatted with Benjamin during my tasty breakfast, and I was at my regular morning haunt at 8:29am. I quickly took my daily I'm-not-dead-yet selfies for tweeting.
They do not look so bad for a woman who will be 38 years old on 12Oct this year. Did everyone get to see me take my morning selfies?
I left my regular morning and haunt at 10:41am and returned to where I stay. I had my daily delightful chat with Benjamin over lunch, and I was tweeting from my local coffee shop by 12:33pm. I wrote a Shakespearean sonnet for Sweetness that afternoon.
I left for my playland at 1:26pm, and I looked around for my darlings Tentacle at 2pm. No, they were not there. But once I learned they were okay and just blocked from reaching me, I went back to my place for dinner.
I found 2/3rds of my darlings Tentacle right there on my playland at 5:41pm. LightFoot and MannedUp had made it. I asked my beautiful world to check on GeneralLee.
They took their first break only one or two songs after I arrived. Break time is a function of my playland not their own personal timing. Four young school girls asked them for an interview, and quite separately I learned I needed to send more I-am-not-dead-yet selfies.
They began again at 6:39pm. I warmed up as best I could. It was a better night than most for my meditation. It felt amazing.
While they were on their next break, I watched the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening at 8:10pm. My nightly cyberhug was warm as could be and came from my darling Mr. Lester Holt.
I rejoined them at 8:33pm after they had already begun their brilliant music. I tried to warm up again, but it was very difficult. Very quickly, I just sat down.
It was after 10:30pm when they quit playing. My darlings MannedUp and LightFoot were so reluctant to leave me. It was already 11:28pm when they wheeled off into the night. It felt so good to stay beside them later.
Before 10pm, we had been joined by troublemaker Doma; he claimed to be a Ukrainian soccer player, a right defender, whom I spent time with making friends.
Please release a verified and unedited recording with full audio and videos of my entire time with Doma. Begin the first time he sits on the park bench facing me. End when I saw him receiving advice in the parking garage. We shall entitle it, "I've never drunk a hot Rock Star before." And thank you!
I was at my place by 1:44am and was asleep by 2am. I woke up on the morning of 02July2015 just in time for breakfast. I was at my regular morning haunt writing and listening to music at 9:10am.
Yes, I needed to take more selfies to prove I am not dead yet...
This blog post was published at 10:31am on 02July2015.
And now, my beautiful world, I answer all of your questions for me. Please keep collecting all questions and concerns from all your friends and loved ones and sending them to me through whatever means possible.
Who are these people who have been raping me? Whomever Obama has been sending. Obama's systemic rape of me began when his "egg" began. It is one of the main reasons I wrote the Right to Knowledge section of The Penumbra. I wanted to know why it kept happening to me in my sleep.
The Obama-ordered systemic rape has been an inescapable tenet of Obama's "egg" that even followed me after I fled the country in 2010. Obama needs to be held accountable for being my rape-slaver.
Obama's extragovernmental conspiracy often claim they rape-impregnate me. The last time Obama raped me was 15May2015. Yes, I have had my period since then.
My beautiful world, feel free to go back and reread the love letters to my husband I published in this blog late last year. You all know I could never lie to my husband. [Syn, please include links to my snail mail to Sweetness here.]
My selfless support system, you have been successfully guarding me for a month and half now from being raped again. You know from Cuddlebunny's debriefing that they sneak up on me, inject me in my sleep to make sure I sleep through it all, and they rape me as if I would never notice it. Thank you for protecting me now!
My BFF SynSyn and all of my genius Powers of Attorney, I keep you so busy. Yes, please keep working on arresting everyone who enforces Obama's crimes against America that he mislabeled "rules." Thank you!
Enforcing Obama's rules enforces my poverty-stricken existence, Obama's human rights abuses against everyone around me, Obama's proven mental health genocide, Obama's systemic rape of me, and Obama's war.
As of you, my symbolic Royal Consorts Bogart and LightFoot both of whom I am forbidden from speaking with least of all ever making love to, you make me feel so loved.
My darling Mr. Kris "LightFoot" Novoselic, it is when you pound your drum and strum you guitar gently and affectionately-- that is exactly how you make love to me (through your music) just how I need it-- just how I like it.
You were on one knee last night playing me MannedUp's guitar. My heart exploded with love. You do your job making me feel loved very well.
As for you, Mr. Bryan "Bogart" Eno, I know you tried to reach me last night AGAIN. You similarly need a new agreement to enable your being in my life again. Please ask the United Nations Secretary General and my Powers of Attorney to help you negotiate a new contract if you want one.
Sweetness, I love and adore you. How is my king today? El Rey Dulce de mi Corazón, bailaremos a bajo la lluvia. Our love is an "Aquel entoces"! Here is my latest Shakespearean sonnet. I wrote it to you yesterday afternoon.
Just once, not long ago, the EVIL State
Of Iowa made me believe I was
All fat and ugly. Unattractive hate
They filled my mind with caused my conscious fuzz.
Yet ever-beautiful my face did glow.
How evil people made me doubt myself,
Their full depravity will only know.
My mind sits not upon an empty shelf.
And yet you loved me, Sweetness; even though,
I told you I was hideous to see.
Your love like gales upon the shore would blow
As if Poseidon churned the bluegreen sea.
A castle in the sky you built my space.
You never cared at all about my face.
Wednesday, 1 July 2015
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