Still, I'm not complaining of my "fate", the way I see it we're lucky to
have been given one flipping hour of anything, let alone life.
I did not understand my shortcoming/retardation but knew something was
really wrong sometimes, all my efforts to be "normal"failed (and I tried
everything, in my opinion). If I could change to be normal, it surely
would have happened with a success through one of my efforts a long time
ago. Failing over and over gets a bit depressing, but who am I to
complain. Now it's God's problem.
It's perhaps a story that sounds far-fetched, but really when I consider
how the "normal" people murder, and do all manner of destruction, it's
really not so far-fetched that I didn't know of my well-being. As an
example to what I saw as crazy were the routine things others
My point is, what distinguishes retardation from all you people that do
worse? When did Evolution Die and get replaced with Regression into
UN-civility? If our own Government is the example to the masses (just as a
parent is to the child), then we have a really bad deal right now with the
When "normal" parents spout the first words to their beloved off-spring
lies of Santa Claus, and an egg-laying bunny, and pumpkins that talk and
the tooth fairy, filling the impressionable mind of the child with crap
leaves no room for reason. Likewise, what did we expect of the
impressionable masses having been programmed to the din of "No new taxes"
and "The war to end all wars" and "The war against drugs"followed by "oh
my god it's Hussein", "oh no look it's all of Iraq, shazam it's Iran,
wait, wait it's Libya, and Kuwait and don't look now it's the need to
arrest the parents if they dared to not send their offspring to get
programmed (it's that serious of a "crime", whether home-schooled or
other, the mandated programming must be to this fashion).
The way I see it, being slightly "off" is still one step closer to being
on the good side of God than all the rest of you normal
people. I would rather wait on God in their jails than stay "free" by
paying off (financing) the extortioners and predators (or worse, "working"
As a child, I didn't understand why God prefers the poor and the lowly
over the rich and powerful, as written in the Bible. I felt there were a
lot of disputable tenets in that old book called the Bible. Now I'm old
and see that the poor simply do less harm. A poor person might steal, even
from a house or business, it's an isolated incident to satisfy hunger for
the day. However that one crime perpetrated by one bum is isolated amidst
the millions of impoverished in this nation right now. Still, the crime of
that one bum will pepper the "news" programming for years to come as a
fear-inducing persuasive tool to induce the public to understand that
their financing is so necessary.
2:5 Hearken, my beloved brethren, Hath not God chosen the poor of this
world rich in faith, and heirs of the kingdom which he hath promised to
them that love him?
2:6 But ye have despised the poor. Do not rich men oppress you, and draw
you before the judgment seats?
2:7 Do not they blaspheme that worthy name by the which ye are called?
14:31 He that oppresseth the poor reproacheth his Maker: but he that
honoureth him hath mercy on the poor.
6:30 Men, do not despise a thief, if he steal to satisfy his soul when he
Whereas the wealthy and powerful steal daily from all homes with their
myriad of rules, laws, fees, fines, "licenses", and more and not so much
as one blessed parent doth utter the mystery to its child in a bedtime
story. Instead-they bother to induce stories of talking rabbits that eat
carrots (*Constructive parental advice:Rabbits MIGHT eat the green leafy
tops, but carrots are not what rabbits eat, so why would a loving parent
allow such mis-programming to be programmed into their beloved birthed
But I'm retarded and didn't know it for 30 years !!!
The aforementioned might not seem credible until you first leave
everything you own to become as a poor person. Invariably you'll find the
poor to be generous with what incredibly little they have (as they hide
from the "good guys" that enforce the laws that prevent the poor from
being seen, lest the charge of vagrancy or trespass be the excuse to sweep
them off the streets...out of sight, out of the public consideration of
our present state of decrepitness, the leader in the world at
incarcerating its own citizenry). This is normal.
So being told the truth of my mental shortcomings from an outside entity,
the FBI, somehow seemed to be information worth some cognitive processes.
I'm over it now, I can't change reality or my dumb luck or the past. I'm
old now and know there's not far to go before the breath is given up. I
could write for days of all the totally outlandish things that were simply
amiss in life. For instance, I simply thought that because I did stupid
unexplainable things, that everyone else also has the occurrences, but
that they simply hide it better. As far as being retarded, hell that was
never even on the table in my mind, even when family members told me. It
was simply written-off that they were being mean in retaliation due to my
having been insubordinate, or right about something.
Before leaving anyone incredulous (not because of any certain reason) I
pose the following: Do BRAINWASHED people know they are brainwashed?
Sadly, the answer is "NO". I could actually prove that almost all of my
readers are programmed badly with just one simple question. Although it
didn't happen long ago, most will answer incorrectly something that they
knew, but was erased from their programming. Q: "How many steel and
concrete with steel reinforced buildings have ever come down since mankind
has been on the planet"?That's too hard, None is the answer. None, but on
9-11 there were several buildings that came down (and all of them in one
State of one Country on the planet). Q: "How many buildings came down in
New York on 9-11?". If you answered two, I can only say, Programming! seek
and ye shall "remember" (HINT: try google and relive that covered memory
of the correct answer you used to know). Programming programming
Programming...See. Now you're in my boat.
Okay that was off a bit.
Jump to months after the Provo murders, after the tent and farmer deals,
came a fine Christian man who brought me home to meet his wife and
daughter. He fed me. He gave me a shower and a job as a mason. He housed
me inside the largest RV I had ever(seen?) while he and his family
remained in the adjacent home. I worked for Carlos Anthony Concrete for
probably a year or less (more?can't recall), and after that gig I later
went to live with a woman that I don't recall how we ever met in the first
It was at this "new woman's" apartment where the FBI agreed to pick me up
for a sit-down (LOL couldn't resist that one).
The agent told me that the place where I was living for months was for the
Okay, I did not even know that whole communities even existed for the
retarded. This news really shocked me because it seemed that I fit right
in there (so later I was sad). I mean it's one of the few places where I
was actually an active member of the community. Hardly a day went by that
I wasn't called out and meeting with the people in that community or asked
for advise on this issue or that.Other times total strangers there would
come to me asking for my help with various dilemma of community concern,
like what to do to make the baby-raper neighbor go away....I came up with
the answer to that one. He really was a bad guy, stealing from all the
other retards. And when problems arose, I was instrumental in handling
some of the issues.
Never once did I think that it was populated by a bunch of retarded
people. Anyway, when the agent told me of the place being for "off"
people, I was embarrassed, and relieved at the same time because the woman
I was living with had committed suicide (failed) that had me perplexed as
to what in the world would make her want to do that. But luckily I picked
up on it, I KNEW something was not quite right as she stated she wanted to
go to sleep. Her wanting to go to sleep was nothing new but never before
has she ever called me into her room to tell me she loved me, so I knew
something was not right.
I called the ambulance people and walked briskly the many miles to the
hospital where they took her. They gave her charcoal liquid to drink (no
kidding) and a few days later she was diagnosed as "fine" and able to
return home. Granted, I found the woman to be quirky but all women are
quirky, I surely didn't think she was retarded though. I mean she did keep
water in the refrigerator that I drank and only later learned from her
that the reason it tasted funny is due to her keeping bleach (or something
like that) in the water. She told me it cleaned her system out or
something so I just assumed the water was okay for me too. Flipping retard
probably almost killed me ';-)
The Agent told me other stuff, too. He told me my grandmother was a
I did not know this. The agent stated it as if I am somehow predestined to
some mobster activity. Boo
The Agent stated that I had a name in their Department also, I was the
"Enigma". I didn't know what that word meant.
They asked me if I knew people by names I was not familiar with, and only
much later having come to know at least one of the persons that was named.
A slightly over-weight political activist (at that time).
Anyway, back to the
7-11story: My girlfriend told me to run and I ran but was too tired to
outrun the gun-toters, a.k.a..officer friendlies. They threw me down and
beat me, and after damaging my shoulder which is damaged even to this
very day, I was jailed.
This is how I came to be
in the Utah jail for disorderly conduct (or some other frivolous
FALSE catch-all epithet).
I sat in that jail while
Tamara, of all people, was free to come and visit with lesser and lesser
frequency as the months passed. It was quite a distance for her to drive
(or so I was told), but in her letters she related to me all her efforts
to right the wrong that the justus system was doing by holding me for no
lawful good reason. Even after I presented to the jail a copy of her
full written admission, the so-called justice system would not let me go
until I pleaded guilty to a lower "crime”.
It's true, there were no warrants during the time the FBI were scouring
the country looking for me. I know this because of all the times I was
stopped or confronted by the police throughout various states, they would
invariably take my i.d.and liberty, and would eventually release me. One
time I was stripped
naked by the police right in the middle of the road (Atlanta, Ga.)
with not so much as having violated a traffic infraction; another time I
was pulled over, dogs were brought in, the car was vandalized and never
ran well after that particular encounter with the Police (Kansas?).They
pulled down the ceiling of the car, they put up the hood and pulled wires
and tubes free from their expected locations. In fact, for further proof
of statement, just prior to the murders I and Miss Bipolar were on our way
to Alaska via Jeep with only a few bags containing clothes and what-not.
While at the Canadian border we were detained, separated, and questioned.
I am embarrassed to say, the questions I found out later that they asked
Tamara were directed to whether or not I had her in tow without her
consent. It was bizarre actually how we were denied to pass through Canada
but went through the American checkpoint just fine. They went through the
jeep and all of the belongings (not too badly though, mostly the jeep was
out of our view so there's no way to really know to what extent the
personal property was searched). Then a real shocker came from their
detaining us....Tamara was not a legal citizen.
She was Romanian (I think that's the country of her origin). Well, that
was news to me but now we were told we would not be able to continue to
Alaska and were turned around.
Returning back toward Utah, somewhat silent, with a quiet puzzled uneasy
silence, each of us wondering about the goodness of the other. How do you
defend yourself against being libeled as someone that does stuff you don't
even think of doing?
Without a backup plan, our destination unclear, I knew it was probably a
good time to part company after arriving close to her hometown. Stopping
at 7-11 convenience store along the way,Tamara pointed a gun at me, which
evolved to getting beat up by the police, then jailed, then the murders at
Amenity Inn,then off to the park to seek refuge from real organized
killers, and then the farmer adopts me, then a mason contractor adopted
me,.... holy crap, and one should miss this place called earth?
****** TO CLARIFY IN THE MINDS OF THE READER: I HAVE NEVER DONE ANY OF THE
STUFF THE FBI INSINUATED. NEVER is there AN INCIDENCE IN MY ENTIRE 50+
YEARS ON THIS PLANET THAT EVEN REMOTELY RESEMBLES THE CRIMES I WAS BEING
SLANDERED FOR, in all honesty THE FBI lied, PLAIN AND SIMPLE. END OF
At one point the FBI stated I was lucky they found Elizabeth Smart and the
people that abducted her (Elizabeth Smart was a big deal happening in Utah
at the time this was going on). The agent stated I fit a profile.
phhhtt.....whatever. At least I have no pattern or history of doing what
they were alleging, and I'm not a murderer that kicks down people's doors
and cause all manner of havoc and fear amongst the driving, walking,
sleeping and living population. It's quite apparent that although I've
never killed children, the accusers have! Although I've never held a
person at gunpoint, the accusers do! I've never murdered elderly or
handicap people, YouTube to watch the evidence of those that do these
types of things; search terms: "Police kill (*pick your term).
Not only is there not a pattern of my ever having done such devilish
things, but let's look at the pattern of the accusers who ARE showing a
pattern all through our history of abduction (not just Guantanamo or the
few other cases which "our" media programs/desensitizes us with), and
murder (not just the children in Waco or Ruby Ridge or the few other cases
"our" media programs us with), etc..
Inventing the toothpick in my eye requisites first pulling the log out of
So after I was jailed for doing absolutely nothing of any
community-dis-service, it became apparent that the persecutors were not
going to let me out of their jail anytime soon, despite the fact that the
7-11cameras invariably showed me getting out of a jeep and my girlfriend
exited pointing a gun at me.Welcome to my creepy life.
Once again, I knew that everything I owned was going to be gone before I
got out of their cages.
So I gave up trying to get myself out of jail, and instead devoted my
caged time by studying.
Since I hadn't done any sin to warrant being locked up for, a question was
persistent, "What is the ultimate underlying motive in these jails, laws,
Money. I decided to not finance my oppressors, to not become complicit in
the crimes of those that over-rule us, to no longer aid and abet the very
entity that has a pattern in my very life of being not good.
And by the time I was
released from that jail,it was probably with the sighs of the jail
employees and upper controllers.
I was beginning to cost
them as opposed to profit.
By the time I left there,
not only were there many more inmates requesting to go with me to the
law library to study and see for themselves who are the guiltier party,
the action of which required more officers to escort all of us onto a
bus down to the City Law Library at the Court/Attorney Den, the cost of
doing so seemed to coincide with the success of my motions to the court
and D.O.C. and/or the DOJ (Department of "corrections" and the
Department of "justice") which forced the illegal jail to break ground
for the construction of a LAWFUL legal library to be built for the
inmates to further a semblance of a "fair defense".
The real victims are the
Public though. Thoroughly propagated are a huge slew of misinformation
and askew data served via the education system (SYSTEM), as well as the
tele-vised, printed, and aired Programming. The money either goes into
the pocket of the few, or distributed to what the tax money was
supposedly going toward in the first place (*see Administrative Law and
Executive Law, then check-in to a jail to see for yourself).
there are no paid attorneys for the bulk of those held in the cages of
jail. The fact that there's not been a trial to distinguish whether it
is right or wrong to hold all those people that sit in limbo between
guilt and innocence is a money-scheme. Punished until Trial (or until
you fork over that extortion money).
If those in jail Had
money for a paid attorney, they would have probably preferred to bail
themselves out of jail in the first place. Since our nation is overrun
by the overzealous"lawmakers",we enjoy more laws than any other nation
on the planet (hence more "criminals" than any other nation on the
planet). So in effect,the controlled test-population is comprised of the
expendable poor, as they are forced in a predetermined corner with the
illusion of two predetermined "choices": to either "represent" himself,
or trust that another man whom might meet with the inmate all of 20
minutes the day of trial, to be appointed by the same Court that shares
financing with the prosecuting attorney. This isn't a scam?
The studies revealed
that with judicial nomenclature, the victimized are left clueless in
their defense. Judicial nomenclature uses many common words that are
known and used by the average man, however the judicial crew take the
common words and give new definitions; an amazing perversion of our
common, otherwise colloquial words, that only the judicial system uses
against the common man.
Freeze, We're robbing your mother!
Clark County Municipal Court in Springfield Ohio "finds" the downstairs
(previous) tenant to be liable for the upstairs neighbor's plumbing and
Read how the over-paid judiciary rule that my flipping Florida-domiciled
mother is guilty of causing me (and the landlord) damages (but the girl
upstairs or the faulty landlord/plumber's plumbing is innocent)! A whole
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