Last word on Tim

 

Ghosting is the last word. The book and other criteria shows that Tim is stalking. The Public Defender confiscated his insight all about me; his book and other papers which he retained at his Ojai home were a dossier. In the weeks prior to his slaying, he provoked me by cremating and ghosting. I lost the support structure which would have been considered my support structure in death.

 

I complained about the stalking with staff; in that I was extremely uncomfortable. He was killed October 24, 2014. Stalking wasn’t the reason he was killed, even though he didn’t get help from staff for his schizophrenia, it was his ghosting.

So, after that I made a complete change in the camps. My composition has changed dramatically. My gene is now buried inside of a xiphoid; Tim was to me as I am now to Anthony. I have to be careful because Tim violated my privileges and immunities. I do not want bother Anthony. Nevertheless, I am becoming Anthony.

The major change once again is that my genes make up the core of Anthony’s xiphoid. The composition seems like I’ve completely changed camps.

Comment Nov. 20, 2015: This comment is to explain why Leonardo’s painting is shown here. Notice the angel above the figures? When Tim died, and I have already explained that his gene is in my xiphoid, when Tim died, I felt my sternum/ribs in the same formation as the figures; 1-11. What I am telling you is that Leonardo had cosmological ribs above his xiphoid and that his painting is expressing the fact that the linked person, whose gene it is, died. The law exists for the person whose gene it is, and goes out when that person dies.

Basically in the heavens there is a law and above that is the world!

Comment; November 4, 2024: I am struggling to understand this passage. As I read it, I need to tell the reader that Tim was ghosting me.

First Sign of XYPhoid

There has been a dramatic change to my perceptions as a result of the Clozaril (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clozapine). I am a subterranean. The side effect of the medicine is making me drool at night time. This is what I think happened; I drooled on the comforter at CRT. After I left CRT, the staff gave the room to the next client. They got the room and also the comforter. My white blood cells have my genetic matter. I seem to have gotten someone underway. So, I’ve been asked, “How do you know CRT didn’t wash the comforter?” I answered, “because I have a sore Jaw.”

Dawn – Red Star

red-hill-and-white-shellI got to see a red light in the dawn sky the morning of January 2, 2015. It is the first sign that a new story is underway. I’ve been divinely guided up till now. All posts prior to this are my writings without a structure of a discerned white blood cell. The requisite sore jaw was recorded on January 12, 2015 when I went to the dentist.

The painting Red Hill and White Shell was first introduced via an Art Historian from the Guggenheim, Sarah, who died October 31, 2014.

Dawn – Red Star

I got to see a red light in the dawn sky the morning of January 2, 2015. It is the first sign that a new story is underway. I’ve been divinely guided up till now. All posts prior to this are my writings without a structure of a discerned white blood cell. The requisite sore jaw was recorded on January 12, 2015 when I went to the dentist.

The painting Red Hill and White Shell was first introduced via an Art Historian from the Guggenheim, Sarah, who died October 31, 2014.

Under Dog Pepsi

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I’m remembering the Coke and Pepsi painting I did in 1990. I guess that I’m upset that Pepsi thinks I’m  hurting their business. When I painted I just did the two competing companies.

Later, after me and my girlfriend broke up, I thought people could vote for the one they liked. Today I know that Coca-Cola got the vote. But Pepsi doesn’t even want votes. My thinking is a little political, but Pepsi wasn’t running. I guess Coke wins the vote-off.

Now I’m faced with a winner and the two companies aren’t “even,” like in the painting. Maybe people could root for the underdog.

JBL

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Today I subtracted my JBL Speakers. October 2, 2014

Today I bought a PEPSI. I found out that doing so was a Staff Directive. I want to tell you that I had mixed emotions, but that my rational thinking told me PEPSI is more appropriate for me. I made such a huge mess with my bizarre thoughts all I can do is concede that I didn’t like PEPSI.

The truth is that days before this experience PEPSI arranged a donation and that PEPSI helped me in a big way. I found my owner; the owner of the JBL Speakers. Given many options as to what to do with them, the owner finely incinerated them in the yard. I’m a free person no more bound to Acoustic reflexes! The PEPSI money helped me to accomplish that. I’m so grateful to PEPSI for making that possible. Recall that acoustic enclosures are a probable place for an expected mother to put her baby. Those JBL’s were present when my mom was pregnant.

So if you like PEPSI and want to promote the brand of cola, pick up some used speakers and give a person their freedom. The staff told me finely, “you only shave once.” I knew what that meant because I remember how it felt when my JBL’s were incinerated.

If I hadn’t blown it with PEPSI, I might have gotten some sponsorship money; but they pulled out at the last minute. Keep in mind that bizarre thoughts, which I had with a PEPSI, are caused by a girl.

Jeff – Sexy Book

How someone with Schizophrenia could get so much cooperation from my people to write a book is beyond me.

I do have something to say about the book; it is pretty simple. I’m not suffering! I’m pretty much a happy person. I’m delighted most every day. I’m also a nice person. Rape is not an idea that intrudes on my conscience. I was just born with no genetic predisposition to think about rape. It’s genetic! This book doesn’t portray the free spirit that I am.

There is nothing to fix because I’m not broken. Distinguishing a person’s conscience has to do with a gene. People are who they are. No fear – There is no changes possible to a person’s governing self.

I believe the author has projected himself onto me. Too many hits on JEFF is a sign of a mental illness. The book is proof that he has obsessed and that he has schizophrenia.