FOX = 666 = Love = 18 = Attention We’re Trapped = 9 = Death/Rebirth
Vegard is telling me the future of the planet depends on getting me out of this. There is no way around it.
There are many Elvises.
We are all connected.
“Keep going. Listen to Elvis.”
This is someone on fire ready to go. Fed up. The people with brains and spirit are like this I find.
Definitely not someone to mess with. He’s very telepathic and knowledgeable.
TAB = 212 = The Famous 2 = 5 = Awareness
212 is the main area code for Manhattan which further backs up that the luciferians have been infiltrated about this prophet movement for some time??
Crispin is telling me the above is generous but fair.
Certainly a big influence in my life.
Her crabby friend is very cute.
Lisa is very private and she doesn’t need me to do her charts but she is a part of this and that is abundantly clear.
"Episode Of Blonde"
I spy for the "Spirit of Curiosity"
All the scandals of each vain monstrosity
I gossip and I pry and I insinuate
If the failure is great
Then it tends to fascinate
A tornado dropped a funnel cloud with twenty tons of rain
Though she had the attention span of warm cellophane
Her lovers fell like skittles in a 10-pin bowling lane
But nothing could compare with the explosion of fame
So you jumped back with alarm
Every Elvis has his army
Every rattlesnake his charm
Can you still hear me?
Am I coming through just fine?
Your memory was buried in simple box of pine
[Chorus:]
Did her green eyes seduce you and make you get so weak?
Was there fire engine red that she left upon your cheek?
It's such a shame you had to break the heart
You could have counted on but the last thing you need is another
...Episode of blonde
Revolving like a jeweller's figure on a music box
Spangled curtain parted and night-club scene unlocks
Pinned and fixed and fastened in a follow spot
Arms thrown out to everyone, she's giving all she's got
To the last gasp of a wounded bandeon
Tiny man imploring to the ceiling fan
This stolen feeling
Amplified up through a busted speaker
Blaring, blasting, advertising, distorted beyond reason
Into the street where petty crime-coats shadow panic drunkards,
Half out of the taxi cab the barker seized my elbow
He thought I was another lonely, likely pilgrim looking for St. Telmo
[Chorus]
I tried to keep a straight face but you know it never pays
He would stare into those eyes and then vacation in her gaze
She was a cute little ruin that he pulled out of the rubble
Now they are both living in a soft soap bubble
The film producer's contemplating, entertaining suicide
The picture crumpled in his fist, his runaway child bride
The timepiece stretched across his wrist
She couldn't care less cast aside
The scent that so repelled him that he swore: "insecticide"
And there's farewell note to mother
That will conclude "your loving Son"
"Oh, tell your other children not to do as I have done"
[Chorus]
So an artist drags a toothbrush across the first thing that he sees
And names the painting "Christ's Last Exit into Purgatory"
Receiving secret messages from an alien intelligence
Paying off his stalker it's a legitimate expense
So paste up pictures of those shrill and hollow girls
With puckered lips
She's a trophy on your arm
A magnet for your money clip
The moral of this story is the sorry tale to say
They're pieced with links of chains so they can never run away
You can guess what that is.
Kerry is 1 of the famous people that I was sent to photograph. I asked to take her picture and she said: “that’s what we’re here for.”
Feeling her energy now, I can tell she is every bit as angry as I am but actually even more so.
Yes that’s right she is saying.
“It’s the time for real action. All of us need to listen to the radio.”
I cannot do otherwise. I have no other path.
I revolted around 2010 because I could see the mafia people around me were changing up their game.
All any of us want to do is cry, where do Evelyn and Diana think this is going when we are the ones who interest the public - not them.
It is so heart breaking to see how sad we all are and that there is nothing we can do except what we are doing.
We all have to play our part in this. We have no choice.
Kerry says it’s okay if I go on about the following here.
Back when D was trying to push and trick me into Q, she spoonfed me all these stories about how the celebrities are lying. D obviously knows I don’t like lying. The celebrities are lying so I’m not going to like them. That’s how her game works. I see them lying then I don’t like them and I don’t understand that they have a gun to their heads. And it turns out that many of these people have very tender feelings for me. I had no idea.
So I go on one of my youtube channels - o what has magically drifted to the top?? - me calling Jason Sudeikis and Stephen Colbert liars. See how the game works?? She digs this up and then I’m a hypocrite contradicting myself when I say favorable things about celebrities. This is what D does to control them. If people view them in a negative manner, then they cannot escape her brothel. She cannot have this. It’s her role to keep them there lying and committing crimes FOR HER.
Since this was so graciously dug up for me, I deleted it. I had forgotten all about this video. I was being tricked then and I didn’t understand.
Isn’t she so lucky to have all that power over the rest of us??
What a predicament she creates for us. I think she should be removed from power. Nonconsensual relationships are a part of trauma based mind control - D’s specialty. I do everything to get you to understand her sick mind games so THEY WON’T WORK anymore for her.