NOTHING TEACHES BETTER THAN A BAD EXAMPLE . . . NO ONE GET SENSITIVE, THIS WAS IN A DREAM!
Little Hotties Hand Warmers--8 Hours of Pure Heat
RIDE THE DUCKS!
The roots of this dream, did however, get, started in reality, as most dreams, are triggered by something in our conscious world, as this one was . . . so the other day, after church, and the cops, drove by, Mary's Place, twice while I was standing out side, talking, and later, there were three squad cars, down the street, not going there, so I started to walk along, Stewart St., and passed the United States Courthouse, in front of the "M" Hotel, or whatever the name is, there was a bird, a canary, green and a touch of yellow, that had its head, either cut off, broken off, or twisted off, and I almost stepped on it! The bird will come in the dream, later, as I had it this morning. It could have been someone's pet, or a sign, or a symbol of something, for someone else, or for me, for that matter, stop, signing, or chirping, or talking, writing, etc. I have had, night a stalker, or sniper, at about 4 AM, in Utah, my backyard, shoot a larger bird, leaving only its wings, with the rest of the body blown away, combined with several death threats, when I was working on trying to understand, immigration issues from both, illegals, standpoint, cops, and citizens, very heated, and I generally find myself right smack dab in the middle of some controversy! So, the bird, sort of reminded me of something like that, but, someone's bird, may have escaped and by the time the owner found it, he/she twisted its neck, dismembering it?
Then, yesterday, and this is all just background information, to lay the groundwork and foundation of the dream . . . but, I started my day, being let off, near Dexter St. and the Pink Elephant Car Wash, so I could hit, McDonald's, and write my blog, and I was entertaining, the idea of meeting a friend, or going over to his house, but never did, and wandered, up to the Space Needle, the Seattle Center, and the Mod, or MoPop, Museum of Pop Culture, and the Armory, where someone told me I could get on the Internet and hang out all day, fun, alive, tons of tourists, families, and people to watch. But as I was watching, my true crime shows, Criminal Minds, "Seek & Destroy" . . . that seemed to apply, yesterday afternoon! Great quote: "A gang is where a coward goes to hide!" --Mickey Mantle. this episode was very informative, to my case, about, not only what appears to be an alpha male, but is really, a gang, led by an alpha female, and this is a good point for all law enforcement to remember, that, just because a girl has never been arrested, doesn't mean she has never committed a crime or done anything wrong! The converse of that, is also true, just because, someone has been arrested, or even charged with a crime doesn't mean, they committed it! But in my hyper aware state, I just felt at a gut level, that I needed to move, change up, or leave, this place, knowing, that, in the morning, at McD's, I noticed a very efficient, professional, 25 to 35 something, looking Asian, who, just didn't strike me as the typical, employee, and he was watching me like a hawk, so, I was on alert, and left, even though, I had ordered, and was there legitimately, it was a hot blog, and I knew someone would be butt hurt, so I left!
But, getting that gut feeling, I have had, tons of times over the last few years, I again, felt that there had been sufficient time, for someone to track my computer, rarely use my phone, so, computer is the play, where my laptop is hooked into the Internet, and I was at the Seattle Center, and sitting in the open tables, unconnected to any, particular restaurant or fast food joint . . . so, always, trusting myself, and God, my Intel man, I simply, in the middle of watching my next episode, got up, and moved over to MOD PIZZA, with higher stool, thinking, that I was actually, in Starbucks, Internet, area, and took off my red sweatshirt hoodie, and started to watch my show again, when, all the sudden, in a rush, this, again, perfect, FBI, CIA, agent age, in the field, came right to the edge of the open table area, and scanned the scene and tables, obviously, looking right were I HAD BEEN! He was focused and not, looking away, at one point, looked over at me, but, I was pretty packed in with, pizza eating families and a large line for pizza, so he didn't notice me, and went back to looking at where I HAD BEEN AGAIN! I was wearing my emerald green, WASHINGTON hat, so I stood out like a sore thumb, and I slowly so as not to draw his attention, put my computer away, and slowly, left the pizza joint, and took off for the bathrooms! I switched out my green hat, for my black beanie that said, BABY PHAT, and blended back into the crowd . . . now, almost without fail, my Intel genius will, even let me know which, branch and level of law enforcement is after me, and I looked at one hat, out of hundreds of heads, as is the case, and it was CAT, my sign for CIA . . . Quieter Than Sleep? Sneaky as a cat, with 9 lives, or is that me?
ROCK FOR FREEDOM. CRAZY LEGS. LIL' CHUTE.
As, I got to the bathroom, I was like, shit, I left my red jacket, at the pizza joint, and I hope that guy, is gone, but there was this other guy, who was also, hanging around, and gave me the creeps, seemed to be doing surveillance also! Again, a 30 something, and I noticed him, right as I got up to get my jacket, hanging back by the chairs or near the Starbucks, wall, in that area, but, it was so close to me, that, he was just feet away . . . some dude with a walkie talkie, is outside, just went by the window, 15 minutes ago? Strange? He came by here the other day, when, I felt like I was being set up, so, I am keeping my eyes on him, for sure! Okay, I have to go, looking like another dude, outside, setting a trap, better move. But, anyway, this guy, at the Seattle Center, didn't seem too threatening, but, he was very much, watching, stalking, preying on where I was, and he appeared to be, somehow connected to the other guy, there is always a plan A, followed by a plan B team, so, look out men? The first guy was reading, all black, light brown hair, the other guy was slightly balding, with a blue dress shirt, and a black vest with black pants. Suspicious? So, I left, after letting this guy, know, that I saw him, just like these guys, both saw me . . . rubbed their noses, like SHE KNOWS . . . FUCKING RIGHT, I KNOW!
You federal clowns have been trying to get me for 5 fucking years, come the 23, or the 5th year anniversary, of being sworn, into the U.S. Supreme Court . . . shit, another fucker, also, looking very fed, like . . . three, the guy with the walkie talkie has an AMAZON jacket on, so, what the fuck is the walkie talkie for? They are making me nervous . . . the dream is shorter than the set up, so this is what I went to bed under, and it appeared as if, even the pick up bus, was trying to leave me, but for, my buddy who decided to check, we would have missed, getting on, and there appeared to be two biker chicks, I have never seen before, at Angeline's, who, act, like they are entitled, to tell everyone else what to do, and where to go . . . even getting pissed, when, I in my normal, aggressive manner, just trying to be efficient, getting dropped off at Mary's Place, she wanted to, for safety? What, it is far safer, right in front of the door? I WON! Looks like the three feds, hanging around here, rubbed their noses, for surveillance, indicating, SHE KNOWS! All three cleared out! I am sure they have some type of ear device, and know exactly what I am writing about . . . probably, every fucking agent, in both the FBI and CIA, is getting trained, free by me, of course! Oh, well, as long as I can beat them, I will! LOL!
BOUNTY--THE QUICKER PICKER UPPER--RITZ LIFE'S RICH!
TURNED ON THEIR OWN . . . THE DREAM!
PSAV . . . PERFECT SAVE! That is a white van, parked across the street, and very symbolic! Bus just parked in front of the window . . . WONDERLAND--CAN, CAN! Symbolic of my sister, three women and two men! LOL! There are three main, ME's, and then you have agents in charge of operations, in certain areas, where I frequent, who, try to hook up with me, or have, then are paid to, lie, for them! My name is worth a fucking fortune! the NAME! they have monopolized, my name, marketed it, and stolen, all the money, I WORKED HARD FOR, and they intercepted on the way to the bank, or my hands, or into a blog account, cases, etc. Sherman Williams . . . looks like red blood, or paint is poured all over the earth, or a blue sphere . . . my sign, for sure, murder, sure man, Williams is his will, is to help them, or the three fraud broad, cops, bitches! I can always tell when these guys, stick with the cops, STAYBRIDGE, a motel, I went by, again, indicating, that, these feds are matched up with me, through common interests, education, political ideas, sexual appetites, or whatever the formula is, and I think, they are given a chance, to get me to love them, or be, with them, or continue to have sex with them, or marry them, or whatever, likely, cops who have watched my career over the years, attracted to the power, or whatever, but, the dude who met me, 4 years ago, and who can find me anywhere U.S.A., hint, hint, hint, appears to have taken the money, and generally, that is because, I reject them, so they, turn on me! There seems to be a violent shift in loyalty, and they become my most ardent, enemies, vested in my downfall! I am a gamer, and you have to be a TOTAL PLAYER TO MAKE IT IN THIS GAME . . . YOU CAN'T GET EASILY BUTT HURT, AND IF YOU DO, YOU LOSE!
50 MEN AND ME, IN A BAR, AND I HAVE BEEN ACCUSED OF A CRIME OF SOME SORT, OR THAT IS WHAT, SEEMS TO BE GOING DOWN!
In the dream, me and all these plain, clothed, men, probably feds, cops, of some sort of another, no arrests, just kind of seemed to be a bitch and moan session, are all standing, or sitting, either up to a bar, but it is day, and there are windows, so it could be an old, office, that formerly had a bar with a mantle or something, but, it appeared to be an older building, and there were people sitting, at the bar, some, in chairs, and at tables, very unorganized, loosely, run, meeting of some sort, (COPS ARE FUCKING EVERYWHERE, THREE BIKE COPS, ANOTHER BIKE COPS, LOOKS LIKE ANOTHER FED, JUST LOOKED THROUGH THE WINDOW OF MCD'S--LOOKED HIM STRAIGHT IN THE EYES--HE WALKED OFF! So, all the men, appeared to be in the room, and I walked in. Once I got in the room, some, large blonde, tussled hair, leather jacket, Levi's, stood up, and accused me of some crime, and I sarcastically, said, oh, like Utah, where, the only three car lights, I have ever had, turned off, twice, while I was talking to a cop, and he didn't cite me, nor did the one, who sneaked up on me, at about 3:00 AM, nor did the two, who arrested me, not for the lights, but, doing something ACLU, Dave Wetby, said not to do, like, why don't you take the warning, officers, who were really trying to be nice, knowing, I was, the female attorney, who sued their cops buddies, county attorney, narc cops, sheriffs, judge and DCFS, so, they were minding their P's and Q's! LOL!
But, I told these two very nice, professional, cops, who reminded me I knew the law . . . yeah, but did they know that 4 deputy sheriffs, came and stole my truck and about, $20,000 worth of art, electronics, etc., just that morning, leaving me without my beloved truck, and get away vehicle, just grabbing some shit and getting the fuck out of Dodge? But, I told them to take the warning, down the street, and shove it up, Sheriff Gower's ass! I never got a ticket, just an well deserved, well not really, in light of the situation that transpired that day, but, they had been nice and I am sure, this punched their buttons, after having two previous cop to cop, heart to heart talks, behind my back . . . cops are human, and even pissed these two, kept their composure! LOL! So, there were no citations issued, not even the warning, but, the county attorneys, in retrospect, 6 months later, issued a warrant for my arrest, with no arrest date and no charges! LOL! The next incident, appeared to be for having headlights out, again, all 44 years of driving, perfect record, in the county I happened to sue for $56.7 million, for civil rights violations, for my three plaintiffs, seems a bit suspicious, to me, how about you? I think they fried my fuses to stop me from going to Montana or to MURDER ME, before, I got out of the state! LOL! Jail could have saved my sorry ass, or my smart ass attitude did . . . but the next, alleged incident, the worst thing, that, cops could charge me with was fucking headlight violations, one after my car was blown up with a pipe bomb?
SO, WHAT ARE MY FUCKING CHARGES, GENTLEMEN?
FOR THE BIRD AND THE GUN? WHAT THE FUCK?
YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME? THE BIRD IS A MYSTERY . . . I HAD A COUPLE OF RETIRED SHERIFFS IN KALISPELL, MONTANA, AT THE GUN AND AMMO SHOP, SHOW ME A 2600 RUGAR, EXPECTING A PINK, SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIAL . . . THE SECOND, I TOUCHED THAT THING, I DROPPED THE GUN ON THE GLASS COUNTER, AND SAID THAT CAN KILL SOMEONE! FORMER DEPUTIES--THAT IS THE IDEA. I'LL TAKE MY CHANCES ON TALKING MY WAS YOU OF THE SITUATION! THE GUN CHARGE IS COMPLETELY OFF THE TABLE, AND I WOULD NEVER TOUCH A BIRD! HEADLIGHT SHIT! DREAM OVER! LOL!
I AM GOING TO COVER DAVE'S STUFF, ON THE 4TH AMENDMENT STUFF TOMORROW! TOO MANY FEDERAL AGENTS, MESSING WITH ME, UNIFORMS, DIDN'T SEEM NEAR ENOUGH . . . BUT, LAST NIGHT, AT ST. JOHN'S MUSIC SCHOOL ROOM, THE CHURCH LADY, HANDED ME A PACKAGE OF "LITTLE HOTTIES HAND WARMERS" AND I THOUGHT OF THE TITS AND ASS, CHICKS, WHO, THE COPS, SO DESPERATELY WANT TO BE ME, BUT, THEY JUST CAN'T SEEM TO PULL IT OFF! LOL! BUT, PRETTY LITTLE LIARS CAME TO MIND, AS WELL AS HAND AND BED WARMERS, FOR TOP COPS AND FEDS, WHO ALL WANT TO CLAIM THEY ARE MARRIED TO ME, FOR THE MONEY, FAMILY DOLLARS WORTH A COOL BILLION OR MORE . . . BUT, THE SMALLER PRINT, WAS, EVEN MORE SYMBOLIC, 8 HOURS OF "PURE HEAT" AND I AM NOT SURE, THAT THE 50 OR SO MEN, IN THE ROOM, WERE NOT, INDICATIVE OF THE NUMBER OF MEN, WHO FOLLOWED ME, EVEN YESTERDAY . . . THEY SAY, IT TAKES 23 MEN, TO FOLLOW, SOMEONE ALL DAY, AND I AM TWICE AS SMART, AS MOST UNAWARE PEOPLE, SO, THE 50 MEN IN THE DREAM, COULD VERY WELL HAVE BEEN RIGHT, SPOT ON, STRAIGHT UP! SO, HEADLIGHTS FRIED FUSES, BIRDS, AND GUNS, I DEFEND, BUT DON'T PARTAKE OF, 2ND AMENDMENT STUFF, DEFEND "YOUR" RIGHT TO BEAR ARMS, BUT, YOUR STATE LEGISLATIVE BODIES, WITH THE RIGHT TO REGULATE YOUR USE OF THOSE ARMS, BUT, I FUCKNIG DON'T WANT ONE! I TEND TO BELIEVE, THAT, STATISTICALLY, WOMEN ARE MORE LIKELY TO BE MURDERED, WITH THEIR OWN, GUNS, BEING TAKEN AWAY FROM THEM! NOW THANKS!