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Sunday, August 7, 2022

See What Happens When You Don't Talk About The Elephant In The Room!

 


Not to mention what she does to the hippos when nobody is looking!

Listen folks, I've made a choice to do the right thing.  I see so many people trying to be angry or upset these days and I know that what I deal with can be explained, stopped, treated and filed away as the worst crime against LGBTQ+ people ever.  Now that we are the Monkeypox people that will bear the brunt of this disease that is spreading, we could use some good publicity about what "those nasty HIV positive gays" can do.  Remember, if you are like me, you lived through the AIDS crisis and got to experience the kind of hatred that you get when Lori LaFond runs around telling everyone.  That was not a fun time in my life.


We have been skirting the issue of Lori's criminal behavior now for about 15 years, but for some of us, it's been going on a whole lot longer.  My friend Bob Stansfield, who you see in the news story with Randy Ringger, on the right of this page, once surmised to me that what we suffer from is experimentation by a military source.   I kind of believed him and he was pretty sure that he knew that because of our location near the 29 Palms military base that they were conducting experiments on the gay community using this V2K technology.  I had those feelings all the time too.  There are way too many gay victims in our area for it not to be the work of a group of people that don't like gays or are themselves, possibly, gay.

It isn't very hard for me to understand why people refuse to go to the police now either.  I had a rock solid rape case with DNA evidence and a crime lab report that showed a male and female, brother and sister, that put frozen blood up my Kiester.  There was no doubt when I finally found the MRI's too.  The hospital never showed those to me or I would have seen, like you, the break in my skull.  SO someone is covering up, but we all know who it is.  We've all seen the pink elephant in the room.  Heck, Christopher met her in person and was filmed while doing it.

What we aren't doing is adding in the human toll this is taking on everyone.  I'm so brain exhausted that I don't even like to write any longer.  There is so much that goes through my mind that I am running out of room on my hard drive.

I have no days where Lori and her friends stop trying to anger me so that I'll write something that they can complain about.  I don't want to feel the way that Lori feels.  I don't want to remember the addiction cycle the way Lori feels it.  I have a microchip in my body that actually allows me to do lots of things that most people can't do but could if they were also implanted.  I can literally hear what Lori is saying like a telephone in my head, but I also, if I close my eyes, can see them written out, like on a blank piece of paper when I can hear what she is saying.  This is called word and spelling recognition in the brain.  Spelling bee people know what a word looks like when someone asks them.  Some even used a blank piece of mental paper when they are spelling it out.  Some even put the correct spelling above the word that they spell with their mouth so that they are literally just copying the word they memorized from one piece of paper to the lower section.  It's just a matter of how you train your brain to think. 

I have a lot of information to give about what this side is like.  Lori believes that she can make me feel things, but I contend that I'm the person that does what I do and it is she that feels things.  Her anger is notorious.  Remember when she had me shot, I wasn't in any type of contact with her that I knew of.  Had not been ambushed by her in decades.  What Lori tells people is that "she just couldn't take it anymore"?  What does that mean?  I wasn't in any kind of communication with her, but she was feeling jealous of me.  Don't know why either.  I was being stalked by hundreds of military volunteers in San Diego that were following me everywhere.  It made no sense.  They may have been military but I was working for the U.S. Justice Department....same team!  Who were they to believe the orders of a person they've never met over someone that works for federal judges, directly.  I was putting the bad guys in jail.  They were the bad guys.  Can you see how that fucks with someone?  I can.