Rand Corp 1960's

  Rand Corp 1960's

   Mom has been sitting in orange shirt covered in urine for 3 days in the dark.  As Christ and King David commanded--I watched. 
   Nasty new pills and higher doses of Seroquel shoved down her throat by cottage cheese buttocks ladies who have husbands that hate them.  Neglect has increased.  So have threats from Larry, saying I will be gone every day.  Boy, ur outta here tomorrow and they gonna put ur Mother in a place. 
   Mom was investigated by Hoover himself for 2 weeks and locked in a basement in LA for near a month.  Rand figured the skies out for Air Force in 1960's.  She never broke oath, save some Freudian slips and a collection of electric mannerisms. 
   I keep finding more vinegar in house.  Bug killer shit. Larry and Nancy were warned not to play with dark forces.  That shit comes back on u.  What u sow--u reap. 
   We must accept they're already here and stop freaking out about it.  They're spraying in Pueblo.  Get in line and be nice then. 
   Dragons eat bugs.  A symbiotic relationship.  I'm not complaining.

Bugs in Sherbourne Green

   Bugs in Sherbourne Green

   Priests from the largest continent.  Curious but not.  Carry bugs. 
   And the old Jinns or Shadows, weak.  I mean compared to Yahshuah.
   So OK.  I'm out the door for a short bit, Mom always eating and washed and brushed by me--immediately they cut her open and hook her up.  View timeline boys. 
   Dr. Grenier/Yank hides being a Jew.  Hates the fact that he's a Jew, which is a rotten thing to do to yourself--in my opinion.
   Larry says I can't be here and wants to throw me out with nothing.  Well, I'd like an eviction notice or for him to read W.  Bush's People with Disabilities Act. 
   Can u guys sweep this house. Where I stay upstairs--everything in my drawers cleaned out and wiped down.  Still a bit I bet. Vinegar everywhere.
   I see they're throwing high levels of anti-
psychotics back at Mom. 
   Laying her on her back, hoping for pneumonia. 
   Good thing I'm drug free.  Not jacked up like Scottie on every psychotropic in the book.  Larry got really drunk last night and was babbeling about dope head Steve Brown.    
   Wondered if they've fooled with Mom's blood?  
   

Sherbourne Green

   Sherbourne Green

  Bugs.  Beetle Bozo is a dead bug.  Was afraid of Christos. 
   In my room, back--aired out with bottles of vinegar everywhere by Larry.  Trump--Make America Great Again.
   Gone for a fleeing vacation.  Got back--Mom is hooked up to machines.   Good work in a little over two months you cockroaches. 
   Has AB Negative.  Same the Church wants.  Like Jesus had.  No no--it wasn't O,  that's simply uncommon.
   Dig deep good Feds.  And thanks truck driver for getting me through Oklahoma City last night. Love truckers. 

I have cookies

   I'm supposed to say:  I have cookies. 
   OK Alex Jones.  Turmeric and silver are good.  Though nothing is good save God said Jesus. Get pure zinc and lather it over pineal portion.  Then lemon oil, peppermint, whatever, yet lavender is for novices.
   Don't mind the dragon ladies.  I don't like the bugs.  Dragons shouldn't make pacts with bugs.  There's a shitload in Springfield, Colorado.
   Allegory from a quasi-albino.  I wrote Rand, ACLJ, TBI.  Larry and Scottie-too-hottie went into my room and started looking and fooling with my window.  Gun City USA housed pot-smoking Steve Brown along with firearms.  Larry Daity/Baity was investigated by ATF.  Had Mom removing boxes of ammunition from attic, years and years ago.  Hey Tonja. 
   Scottie always told me about parasites and cackled.  Nancy, how hard did u try to lock my Mother up?  For years.  Thanks for letting me raise Francis and the Trust Fund. Next time, take me to the Notary on Highway 70 like u did unsound mind and body Mom jacked up on every medication Dr.  Edwards knows. 
   I told Rand they could inject me with truth serum, that sodium whatever, but high copper content makes machines go wacky.  
   U know how many times Dr. Grenier/Crank wanted to have me infused with iron.  High levels of that shit kills certain people.  U phonies.  Just like Surgeon General Elders.  A real Hippocrates

Not this ship, sister

   Not this ship, sister

   Sorry for technical glitches lately--authoring like a college grad.  No semi-colons, conjunctuve adverbs, transitional phrases, replacements for coordinating conjunctions, and seeming mistakes, etc., --there's an actual list all u Scotti-too-hottie types.  Well, at least Jimmy's wife likes u more than him, possibly.
   So, tracked and wacked phone is all I got, no more super-symmetry out here in the Bush with the Crocodile Dundee people--lovely ladies. 
   House of Gold goes the Litany of a Mom. Nice women that don't try to make u gravitate, yet copper wire runs both ways.  U can basically put a picture of Snoopy in one end and it will travel to the other--get the gist of it minus blood people.  They're attempting to feed its high conductivity, yet ur new friend is not so nice.  Like the phony physicians who after having fed my Mother all the paralyzing anti-psychotics get a free steak dinner every month from the drug companies.  I asked my doctor if ginkgo or green tea did anything, as a test before metaphorically calling Orson Welles. 
He's like:  Nope.  Bub, even a simple picture of blue on paper can be measured on levels of frequency, so get over rocks being for jocks, when minerals charge water and the body is basically electricity.
   King David found him when he cried in Psalms about "where are the brave?"
   His name is Jesus Christ.  Don't do it Jesus--u can hear Mary say with that Motherly look in Her eyes.  He knew He could.  So He pissed off a lot of people and didn't make his wife clean toilets.  The Author of Life was no so-called social activist Bubba.  My Mother kept her mouth shut and it got her killed even faster. 
   I came not to bring peace, but a sword.  Thank God for Blake's phony mental illness. A mere tradesman, spit on by the elite.  And he would not give up his God, perishing an impoverished old man. 

Bandit Raphael King

   
   Bandit Raphael King

   Kinda like my dog.  Schatzi was killed when I was a kid.  Rufus supposedly hung himself.  Of course one month into Mom's second marriage she became suicidal, wanting to drive off a cliff--the obscene phone calls were an inside job, not to mention the animal deaths. 
   Bandit survived being crushed in the chair by phony Marie with her obese-longing for complex carbohydrates and thuggery.  Mom screamed and I dashed in to halt the insidious scenario:  "You're going to kill the baby. "  Mom always called Bandit Mama's Baby.  Then Marie's peach pit attempt, kinda a cyanide solution, her always bragging as she subject Mom to the insidious ID Channel incessantly, that she knew how to get away with crimes.  These among other complaints were made aware to Sheriff Jeff Long, former FBI, and you know what they do to Our Commander in Chief. 
   But I guess folk have always been okay with murdering my animals.  Right Bubba? 
   I was offered a place once, buy not her.  
   A good way to hurt a metaphorical alien is to kill their animals.  Whose the real racist?  What a freaking great job you guys have done with planet Earth. 
   So, living in the woods for over 3 months after Steve Brown's failed assassination attempt for an approximate 7,2000 hundred and Scott forged 7,500 on a note, a decent artist and quintessentially money grubbing attorney.  Bubba got Mom's Social Security money every month for 7 years, not to mention what the Notary Fraud gave him--all ignored by Sheriff Jeff Long.
   I had to spend my Federal money on Mom's good stuff, yet Bubba did buy Gatorade, and plenty.  
   The doctors and nurses said anything Non-FDA approved like turmeric root, green tea, B-Complex, Ginseng, Ginkgo--it would not help.  So I guess with an initial diagnosis of Alzheimer's Stage Four by Dr.  David Edwards, years and years ago, give her 100MG of anti-psychotic Seroquel, 4 doses of another dubbed Haldol, and 4MG of Xanax on top.  Sounds like malpractice, and I took care of Mom 24/7 while the thugs talked to Uncle Marcus and did nothing, more or less.  Was there poison involved?  I'm not just talking the medication.  Oh yeah, 15MG of Lexapro too.  U know, an SSRI that the kids take before shooting up schools.  
   Oh well, I keep Bandit away from sleaze, give her Elderberry treats, doggie Vitamins, water from pure sources and she's about 11 and still tough.  A little slower, after her own assassination attempts.  
    I know they think I'm arrogant.  How about shy?  How about nice until people treated my Mother like shit without being able to hide it?  I never minded the bullies.  But that toxicity didn't fly when I watched as it was poured down an angel's throat, and her dog--Bandit.  Old ladies and dogs, you're a real tough guy Scott.  Dave King was right:  Why do u want to be a pretentious attorney?
   I love the verbal promises.  Living in the woods isgreat.  Being run out and considered really sick physically, you guys are real heroes.  No complaints.  Dr. Strange from the Avengers will be the new surgeon general. 

Chilli-Schmos

   Chilli-Schmos

   I took a portion of the beer to crime lab.  Possibly.  Manager said:  I've had enough--call him. 
   In the Name of Love--and this is what we get.  Ten simple Laws is too much?  What attorney even knows them or how to change the oil in his car? 
   My Mother's relative:  If u are my people, why would you have me hand myself up to them?  My sibling detests ur children and casts insults--I find them entertaining. 
   There is nothing concealed which He will not uncover.  Hearken unto the Father that begat you, and despise not your Mother when she grows old.  I guess Solomon is not too appreciated today.