(Un)Believable . . . TrackSound
Small and Mighty
Matt Rivers, CNN
It is 3:54 AM, and I am watching CNN . . . interestingly, there is a brunette reporter, and a blonde reporter, that could have looked, like younger versions of myself, the blonde, and Shelley, a brunette, reporters, talking to a male correspondent, was reporting from, somewhere, and, the name, Matt Rivers, came up, and in true, God intel fashion, informing me of what is going on, with regard to my title, written, hours ago, too tired to continue this part of the blog, having slept a few hours, I was laying in bed, thinking about getting up and continuing to explain, what has happened to me and why, to compliment, Cpt. Doug Overman, a symbolic name, in and of itself, fighting fraud in the Flathead Valley and in the city of Kalispell, also, proving where I am, at the moment, seeing that, I have to leave where I am, about every few days, due to the fact that, I am small, but might, and worth a fortune, that, everyone, thinks, is Shelley, or Rachel, or Susan, or Kay, blah, blah, blah, even men, dividing this blog, a thousand ways, due to the huge amount of money, that is untraced, unmarked and was stolen, long ago, not connecting the producer, me, since the 2nd week, I started writing, with the only way, I have a prayer of a chance of regaining, control, not of the writing, I have been doing that all the way along, with, half wits, taking credit, away from me, through, computer games, shit like happened, at Super 1, paying Mormons, or undercover cops, or federal agents, to cover-up the lies that have been perpetrated, for years, starting, way back, in 2012 . . . but all the effort is worth, billions, being scanned, and dumped into, bank accounts all over the country, funneled off, to offshore banking, tax shelters, shell companies, or being distributed, to places, like police departments, to make them think, that, the thieves, are actually, the ones being the target of identity theft, as, I believe is the case with Rachel, the symbolic name, Matt Rivers or River's . . . Matt is Rachel's oldest son, but she claims or has gained a general reputation of being ME, up here in the Flathead, where I was basically, run out of, way back, at least by late 2012, coming and going, and being on the run, ever since.
Basically, the pattern of criminal behavior, that started the minute, I left Utah and came to Montana, each time, I got, involved in local politics, that was the death nail, to my identity, in that, city . . . with each, political entry, onto the Montana scene, shortly after, if not instantaneously, cops were used, to run me out of that area, moving me to the next city in Montana, only to have the same thing happen. I am a political animal, with a resume, literally, to die for! or to kill for. You have to remember, that upon leaving the state of Utah, I was, handling $700 million dollars worth of cases, against the government, everyone from the Department of Justice, to ICE, to Homeland Security, to Iron County, listed the most corrupt county in the nation, to the lawsuit, securities suit that put me on the national scene, legal eagles, a $357 million securities case, with attorneys from all over the nation, calling me, and following the case, at a time, federal and state regulators were taking away, securities licenses, at a rate of 110 in Utah, with, non-retaining their licenses, all in complete violation of constitutional rights, especially, in violation of 4th amendment, illegal and unreasonable, searches and seizures, making a shit load of money for the courts, with firms and planners reading about my case, coming out of New York Investment News, with articles, in almost every newspaper in the nation, as one planner, said, it is about, time, someone took the government by the horns, and stopped this . . . I actually, believe, that, this, could have been, a set up, for the 2008, meltdown of the mortgage crisis and the Wall Street bilking of everyone, too big to fail, white collar criminals, who I would have hung, taking out the best and the brightest, in wealth management, early, 2000, shortly after the Patriot Act, the reason, I was poisoned, I am sure, was put into place, back in 2001, just a year after I had been poisoned and taken out of the game, political game, over all the doctors, at the time, of the poisoning, having saved, doctors from the same, fate, that would soon, be the fate of financial planners . . . Mitt Romney, was on the horizon, the Republicans were still, reeling in the loss of McCain, and Rachel, or Palin, whom, I believe, may be, living up here in Kalispell, masquerading as me, many people, from way back think we are twins . . . ah, no, she is 7 years, younger, 4 inches taller, and every part of her, lab grown, beauty! I mentioned, after the Wells Fargo fiasco, that I had originally, been thinking of, putting my money, after, sister, Shelley, the mastermind, hacker, cancelled my 8 year, Walmart Money Card, doubling a stay, matching the exact days and amounts, of my last stay at Super 8 motel, but that I was going to get an account, at Three Rivers Bank . . . Kalispell, has three rivers that run through it, but there is a double meaning, connected to the SOUND COMMUNITY BANK, named for Puget Sound, up near the Port of Seattle, where Rachel, lived, for, about 10 years, in Bellevue, Washington, so when, I joined, Sound Community Bank, the mob, or the government, or the lying sacks of shit, double sisters club, supported by top cops, including Miles, who, I believe, started, to mix and match with Rachel, to start, stealing, my identity, that I had started up in Seattle, writing some killer blogs on the Women's March, one of the highlights of my life, Rachel, is, 7 years to late to be, a feminist, or in the 70's era, she is a material girl from the 80's, and our personalities, are highly evidence, me more hippy chick, her, wanting diamonds and Mercedes, to marry her first husband . . . so, she started, mixing it up with Miles, who started acting strange to me, big ass fake tits, work miracles on, men, so a shoe in, and she is much nicer, not as high emotional price, because, she is dying for, my identity, and she will do whatever it takes, she is famous, being me . . . but, the blogs, on Seattle, on the Washington state attorney general, and challenging Trump's travel ban, in a city, with 3.7 million, potential readers with worldwide attention on the new president, going against 7 Muslim countries, rocked the internet hits!
The other day, after, being used to seeing, my hits or results, flatlined, but climbing back up, the blog is hotter now than ever, that is why, the other day on Google, on the Kalispell, Montana, library, computer, with mine, being compromised, manipulated, remember when, I was arrested, and my computer wen to St. George PD, and I was sent to Iron County, where, it appears the games are still on, where, everyone, in the interest of bribes, Mormons, cover-up for 26 murders, back in 2012, found it in the Mormon Church's, and Iron County's best interest, to put a wig on the brunette, and allow her to start going to court as me, seen by one of my client's girlfriends, taking over my house, in the mix and match with, Frank, of Interpol, murdering local, Allan Rex Bess, so Shelley could be me and he could be, Allan, started the same patterns, that have been done over and over and over again, starting here, me and Allan, became, Shelley and Frank, aka, Allan, then, in Montana, each dude, I hooked up with, mixed and matched, with the golden girls with my money, the COP CUNTS, all benefiting, and getting women, built to suit, give up your specs, on boobs, ass, teeth, hair and you can, pretend, you are with the attorney, that has kicked cops and prosecutors, asses, federal agents, for 23 years now! So, of course, I am not going to trust, Miles, after, guy after guy, goes from being crazy about me, being bought, like Kennedy was, in Butte, then, they, match them with the fraud broads . . . but, there is a sister, or a ex-friend, all hooked up with men, connected, either to where I met them, to where I have lived, who, after I make a mark, like in Kalispell, on the water compact, I am run out, and before anyone sees, me, much, or I get entrenched, in a city, with roots, probably the most in Kalispell, the new me, moves in, protected by the cops, or they just read my blog and figure, that, they are me, and I am them, which is crazy, seeing, I mark my territory, with dates, times, and places, or is it wishful thinking, she is nicer, has the distraction, booby, prize, and top cops, support these women, those with national reputations, giving the women, now, good names, just by association, the local cops, fall in line, with the fraud broad, now, taking on my identity, so, Whitefish, was marked by them, after, I went to the Code of the West, on the Montana legislative fight on medical marijuana, and FBI raids, making any connections here . . DEA agents, threatened by a chick who has been deadly, against cop and prosecutors, legislation, making cops, look, like the criminals they are, taking citizen's property . . . no, I believe that, my house in St. George that, was raided the day before, I was to go to Gorsuck's 10th circuit court, on my $357 million securities case, all furniture, paid for in cash, and cool as shit, I have great taste, is sitting in one of the fraud broad's houses, as a trophy, to substantiate and connect, them, to St. George and again a part of the cover-up, making them, look, like me and them, promoting or saying like the little Super 1 rat, calling the cops, with me the VICTIM, having my money stolen, calls the cops on ME? TYPICAL, probably a fucking plant, by the cops!
What makes me small but mighty, is my biography, resume, cases, legislation, kids, and particularly my blog . . . oh, at the library, I was doing a fast, blog, having left my computer, in my GONE GIRL, Oxford, run, ditching out on an all city blitz, crawling with cops, of all color and sizes, Missoula, is Shelley's territory, and Whitefish is Kay's . . . Helena is Sue's . . . can you see how this works, each time, like the game, Hungry Hippo, I raise my beautiful, sophisticated, scholarly face and head, people listen and I make a lasting impression; however, I am learning, time and time again, that with time between, seeing someone, it is easy to bring in a double, and sisters, make it real easy, because they already look like you, and with a touch of hair dye or wig, contacts, or whatever, even friends are confused with the lifestyle, I have been forced to live . . . I firmly, believe, that, after not seeing, Miles for 6 months, back, the first time I came to Seattle or Sea Tack, see blog, and I noted this, I believe, that his maybe even twin brother, from Tacoma, came in, pretended he was Miles, but, I thought he looked different, but, I firmly, believe that I have been with three Miles, the one, I originally met on the Amtrak going to Washington, D.C., back in 2013, the one from Spokane, and the brother from Seattle . . . at the time, I was with, the second one, he was just different, and I wondered, if a federal agent or cop from Washington, took over from the original, one the real Miles, then, two twins, from Washington state, no Washington, D.C. like the other Miles, in this mix, match and attach, game, these fuckers are playing, game of heart . . . doing whatever it takes, with no exceptions and no limits, including killing me, to steal, all that I am, and the MOTHERLODE . . . just one Google, I had roughly, 360,000,000 hits again, and the top 5 slots on the list, the way Google, assigns, who is top tier, the cops and mob, think, if they divide, they will conquer and they can cover the amount of money they are stealing, daily . . . but that, at a penny per hit, is worth, $360,000 in, 1.02 seconds! There are at least 8 versions, of just my blog title, and they are using my blogspot and now, interestingly enough, they are starting to take top blogs, MIXATION, about me and Miles, and even listing those, individual top blogs! Just do the math, and there are literally, billions of hits, a day! WORTH, tracking me, worth, killing me? worth putting a bomb in my motel room?
FUCK YEAH . . . LAST NIGHT, THE COMMERCIAL FOR "SANDAL'S RESORTS" CAME ON . . . I'D DO IT ALL AGAIN, SHOWING COUPLES, DANCING AND HANGING OUT NEAR SWIMMING POOLS, AT PIG ROASTS, ON THE BEACH, SNORKLING WITH KIDS!
EASY . . . ONE WOMAN, AGAINST, THE UNIFIED POLICE FORCE, ALL LEVELS, MY FAMILY OF 150 OR MORE, THE MORMON CHURCH, REPUBLICANS, MISSIONARIES, COME JOIN THE CLUB, LIVE A LIFE, YOU "NEVER" DREAMED OF LIVING!
SO THE WOMAN, WHO PLANNED HER LIFE WELL, PAID THE PRICE, DID ALL THE RIGHT THINGS, RAISING A GREAT FAMILY, THEN, GOING TO LAW SCHOOL, THEN, RIPPING IT UP IN THE LEGAL ARENA, WHETHER, PUBLIC SERVICE, OR SOLO PRACTITIONER, PUTTING LEGAL HIGH MARKS, ON, THE TOP OF EVERYTHING I TOUCHED, FROM CASES TO BLOG, TO KIDS . . . BEING FORCED TO LIVE A LIFE, I NEVER EVER DREAMED COULD HAPPEN TO ME!
TREATED LIKE A FUGATIVE, CRIMINAL, FRAMED, CHASED, HUNTED, TRACKED, SUBSTITUTED FOR INFERIOR WOMEN, FUCKED OVER BY MEN, HONEY TRAPS, WITH THE SOUL INTENT OF "HEART FUCKING" AND THEN, CONTINUING TO SERVE, FIGHTING FOR TRUTH, JUSTICE, THE CONSTITUTION AND THE AMERICAN WAY, WHEN, THE FUCKERS, WHO STEAL THE MONEY, ARE, FOR THE ONE WORLD ORDER . . . LAST NIGHT, RACHEL MADDOW, AND HER GUEST, JOKED THAT, IT WAS THE FIRST DAY OF THE NEW ONE WORLD ORDER--NOT A JOKE, I HAVE WARNED, "HOSTILE TAKEOVER" OF AMERICA . . . MIX, MATCH AND ATTACH, WATCH!
DON'T THINK, BECAUSE, YOU WOULD NOT, STEAL, OR COULD NOT IMAGINE FAMILY AND FRIENDS, EVEN CLIENTS, I HELPED, GIVING TONS OF FREE LEGAL SERVICES, TO THE EXTREME, AND MY UNCOMFORT, WOULD NEVER, TURN ON YOU, OR STEAL FROM YOU, OR TAKE BRIBES FROM YOUR ENEMIES AND LIE ABOUT YOU, THINK AGAIN!
FRAUD SCAMS ARE FRAUGHT WITH PEOPLE, YOU WOULD NEVER BELIEVE, COULD DO THIS TO YOU, BUT EVEN SISTERS, FATHERS, MOTHERS, CAN LOOK YOU IN THE EYES AND ROB YOUR MONEY, PLOT YOUR DEATH, BUY COPS TO CARRY OUT THAT THREAT, AND EVEN BUY OFF UNITED STATE SUPREME COURT JUSTICES, AS WE HAVE JUST SEEN, WILLING TO THROW, SENATE RULES UNDER THE BUS, FORF A FUCKING ATTORNEY OR JUDGE . . . WHY THIS PARTICULAR MAN, LIKELY A FUCKING COP, FED, LOOKS LIKE ONE AND IN ON STEALING MY CASE, TO PUT MITT ROMNEY, ON HIS WAY, WITH A NEW, JOANN S. SECRIST, AND SIX ARE MORE THAN ONE, RIGHT, SO BRING ON THE SISTERS, BRING ON THE LIES, BRING ON THE FRAUD, BRING ON THE ONE WORLD ORDER WHERE, COPS, GOVERNMENT, MORMON CHURCH, FAMILY MONEY GRUBBERS, REPUBLICANS, ETC., ARE ALL ON THE SAME PAGE, WITH THE "HOSTILE TAKEOVER" AND MY BLOG IS FUNDING IT, AS IS MY SONS' MUSIC AND DAUGHTERS' BOOKS!
ONE STOP, FAMILY, SHOP . . . MULTIPLE SOURCES OF INCOME!
THREE RIVERS BANK!
THINK, THINK, THINK . . . WHEN, YOU FIND OUT, THAT SOMEONE, EVEN A SISTER, LIKE I DID, IS USING YOUR NAME, SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER AND BIRTHDAY, MAKE FUCKING POLICE REPORT AGAINST THEM, LIKE I SHOULD HAVE BACK IN 2008, WHEN, I STARTED AN ACCOUNT, AFTER 8 YEARS OF NOT TOUCHING A COMPUTER, USING THE COLLEGE COMPUTERS AFTER, MAKING MY MARK, DOING A PRESENTATION ON DOMESTIC AND DATING VIOLENCE, LATER SURVIVAL GRAMMAR, AT DIXIE STATE COLLEGE, NOW UNIVERSITY, BUT, WHEN, YOU HAVE BEEN OFF THE RADAR SCREEN, WITH A KILLER USEFUL, RESUME AND KILLER REPUTATION, WITH A SISTER, IF NOT ALL OF THEM, HAVING TAKEN OVER YOUR VALUABLE NAME, TAKING CLAIM TO YOUR FAME, LONG AGO, AT THAT POINT, 8 YEARS OF THEM, BEING ME AND ME, BEING WHAT DEAD, AND MUCH, LIKE ASSET FORFEITURE, STEALING MY REAL, PERSONAL AND INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY, SOMEONE, WAS NOW ME . . . RATHER THAN, STEPPING ASIDE, POWER IS ADDICTING, THEY CONTINUED TO FIGHT, ME, AND I HAD TO FIGHT AGAINST MYSELF, THEY WERE EASY, BEAT ALL OF THEM, THESE BITCHES, WITH MY BRAIN, TIED BEHIND MY BACK, LIKE RUSH, EASY, BUT FOR THE HELP OF THE WORLD AGAINST ME, BUT GOING AGAISNT MY SELF, MY CREDENTIALS, MY RESUME, IN THEIR HANDS . . . THEY TOOK ALL THAT I HAD DONE, AND EXPECTED ME TO START FROM SCRATCH AND WHEN, I DID, LEFT UTAH, THEY KEPT ALL I DID THERE, AND FOLLOWED ME AROUND, MONTANA, EASY FOR ME TO START OVER WITH ALL I HAVE TO GIVE, AND LIKE PACMAN, THE SWALLOWED UP, MEDICAL MARIJUANA, THE WATER COMPACT, MY HOBBY LOBBY EFFORTS, MY PRESENTATION AT THE FEDERATION OF REPUBICAN WOMEN, TRAINING AT THE CAPITAL . . . OH, WE WANT A REAL REPUBLICAN, NOT A REAL ATTORNEY, THAT DOESN'T MATTER! FUCK! SO ONE BY ONE, GIG BY GIG, THIS AND THAT, MAN BY MAN, THEY SWALLOWED UP, EVERYTHING I DID, TAKING CLAIM TO MY LIFE, HOOK, LINE, SINKER AND BARREL, OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN . . . SO HERE I AM, IN ROOM 119 OF THE ECONOLODGE, I ACTUALLY, LIKE BETTER THAN SUPER 8 MOTEL, LIKE THE GREAT BIG ROOMS, AND LOCATION BETTER, NEAR SOME OF MY FAVORITE RESTAURANTS, GOING TO, SIAGON GARDENS, ACROSS THE STREET, WILL PUT IT ON MY "SOUND" BANK CARD, VERIFY, VERIFY, VERIFY, BUT, THIS ROOM IS EXACTLY LIKE ROOM, 114, THE ONE I WAS IN, JUST A FEW DAYS AGO, AND YES, THERE WAS A BOMB, FELT LIKE A TIME BOMB, AND HAD, I LEFT THE TV NEWS ON ALL NIGHT, LIKE I ALWAYS DO, AND FOR SOME REASON THAT NIGHT, I TURNED OFF THE TV, WHICH WOULD HAVE COVERED THE BLINKING GREEN LIGHT, AND THE DEVICE, THAT NOW, I CAN SEE, WAS NOT THE SMOKE ALARM . . . WHEN, I SAW THE FLASHING LIGHT, IN THE DARK, DIDN'T DARE, TURN ON A LIGHT, AFRAID, IT MIGHT BE TRIP WIRED, JUST QUICKLY PUT ON MY CLOTHES, FIGURING IT WAS A BOMB, SLIPPED OUT WITHOUT TURNING ON A LIGHT . . . PERHAPS THAT WAS THE SIGNAL, TO BLOW IT? BUT, THIS ROOM, HAS THE SAME BENCH, IN THE VANITY, AND IT IS BUILT IN, SO YOU CAN CRAWL UNDER IT AND PLACE A BOMB, AND LOOKING AT THE ROOM, WELL, NOT THIS ONE, BUT, THE OTHER ROOM, I THINK HAD A CONNECTING DOOR, THE MOM AND DAD, ROOM, CONNECTED TO THE KIDS ROOM, DEAL, BUT, THIS ROOM, SOMEONE COULD NOT COME IN, BUT FOR THE FRONT DOOR, BUT, SURE AS SHIT THAT WAS A BOMB . . . BUT FOR THE GRACE OF GOD, I WOULD BE DEAD, THOUSANDS OF HITS AND SCHEMES, OVER!
YOU CAN'T TRUST ANYONE!
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