Now that the mafia kingpin has forced me and herself into corners, I’m realizing that pretty much all of my interactions have been set ups to socially engineer me into the character they wanted me to play in their WW3 plot.
For years, I tried to get my plays produced or my books published etc. I would attempt to make “connections” as I was told I should. I was incessantly informed that that I couldn’t move forward as an artist because I didn’t have connections. So I would try and try to make these connections and then somehow I would end up demoralized and thrown into the trash - figuratively - once again.
One of these encounters involved Jeremy Black. He was performing in a play in Montauk and he was in his 30s then. I had seen Jeremy in The Boys From Brazil. He did seem somewhat like me. I asked him to come to my house and watch his big famous movie with me and he did. We barely spoke.
I’m Brazilian and they are trying to turn me into a little Hitler. You played a little Hitler in The Boys From Brazil. The bells were ringing but I couldn’t figure it out.
I can attest he was extremely talented, clearly held back and doomed to “spin his wheels” - same as me. His comportment was reserved and perfect.
The picture around Jeremy that I’m seeing on Google is that he is as buried if not more than I am. Would you agree??
“Yes definitely.”
Would you say you’re getting the same treatment as Harvey Spencer Stephens??
“Yes pretty much.”
This all has to have something to do with me.
“It does.”
Below is what comes up on YouTube when I search for Jeremy.
Jeremy is just effaced.
“Yes.”
You must be a threat.
“I am.”
Did you know when I interacted with you decades ago what was coming concerning my present ordeal??
“Yes.”
