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Here is a collection of ruminations and whatnot.
December 6, 2019 at 12:09pm
December 6, 2019 at 12:09pm
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I'm a bit sad now but I hope that this trip we're on in INdy will not be a waste of time for us. I've had such a difficult several weekends. Now my Dad has been going through such obstacles and red tape just to get his stuff done in the Walgreens here. They've got Western Union there you see, and my cousin sent him some money and so I think it's just sad. He was there for a long time and I got a bit sadder and sadder. Mrs. Shriver Eunice was there in stuff and thoughts, she drove a cobalt blue car or suv (i don't remember what it was I thinik an SUV). Then she went in to the store then she went after me and wanted to kill me with some sort of weapon I think it was a pistol, and I was so sad and frightened I didn't know what to do, I finally called on Jesus.

Joe Biden said He's waiting for us in Indy so he can get a potshot at me, you see, and then

Mr Abbott Denny has made plans for us to get into a big death thing in or towards INdy. He and Mr Goerge W Bush were in talks in the thoughts with Mr Pence (I am not sure what he's in there for) but I feel that Mrs Ruble Cynthia has been in this too. I also know that other people might have had some sort of fun to try to get me sad while I was waiting for Dad to get Erwin's money from WU. So I'm sad and hope that this day will be somehow a better day if we are in Indy for a while. Please I cannot imagine how I could survive this weekend. They need to top last weekend when I went into a long downward spiral of being made to be sad and sad and sad. With the company of Colin (or maybe some facsimilie of his) and BOnneville Hugh and Laura Emge and maybe Trevor Winnett who was the cop who took me home as my escort. I think it might have been him but he was with a woman's thought named Sebolt LEopold Judith who is really The Joan of ARc. She is so evil and has molted into different people: Linda Schweiger (that one is still somewhere in the back seat) and Betty PRice (whom I saw in Kroger yesterday looking at pet food) and Carolyn Pruitt (she's so evil and has poisioned me and my cats and dogs I'm sure) and well, I think there are others like Megan Cotterman, Jennifer Kerr, Ginny Mahn, Chris Holdride, and then there are those in CBI who might be her too (well Cotterman works there) such as well, I could say all the big women there because Joan of Arc is into women's lib and wants women to be strong over their male coutnerparts, and also she wants them to go it alone or ditch their stupid hsubands, and she also wants to have people or I mean, women who have been jilted by their lovers and husbands to consider fucking other women who are lesibans or, in reality men who masquerade as women.

I am rather a sad girl for knowing these d=things and so I am finding myself somewhat liek the WOMan WHo Knew Too Much. I am sick now. I am expecting some cops to come out of nowhere to flag us down and make us pay for a speeding ticket.

The countryside isn't bad and several fields are already done with their harvest but I also feel that the cold chill of the weather is going to be awful and I expect there could be some precipitation but I hope not where we're going to be.

I do feel a bit more the thing as we travel past the rural areas of middle Indiana. I think we might be finding some good food but not that good. We can't leave the Bengal Tiger int he car for too long. I hope and pray that things will be better soon. I've been pleading with God to take me away, and today I was so sad that I wanted to die and asked Jesus to take me Home to His Heaven. Then I decided to get out of this miserable thought and took some sort of thing to eat. Then Dad was up but he was a very grouchy man and he seemed put off by something and didn't eat anything.

The food in the house must be somehow made to be sterilized by UV light because it isn't very happy to eat something, unless some bastard is eating with me. Tihey seem not to be able to leave when I tell them to leave me alone.

I am still somehow in the grip of this sad feeling and the fear of being chased or hounded or even made to suffer for leaving the city of West Lafayette and I am almost as though they are demanding that I ought not to go away, and they were so upset that someone was giving Agosto money, they had to ask why is he getting moeny and who is givin ghim this money as if they ahd to account for every fucking dollar that this country has ever produced. I am imagining that the Treasurey of the USA must want to have an audit of all personnel because these Patriots of America are banking on all that dough to keep them in clover for ever because they are still alive in their heavens wherever they are. MrGoerge H W Bush is alive and so is Mrs GHW BUsh, and oh, so many famous people are still alive.

It's sad my imagination is so fucking wild, like Dr Deutsch told me.

My own idea is this it is a rather fantastic tale but if you see it my way it makes sense, and it will boggle your mind and it will scare the crap out ofyou and you wil want to leave this coutnry aasap. I am not sure that people are able to. In INdiana they say that those who renew their drivers license from last summer is gonig to have to prove their humanhood somehow - birth certificate on down the line - and that will allwow them to travel across the USA and out of the USA. This is what they said to me at the BMV in West Lafayette. I f it is a LIE then damn, They have mad ecopies of my Birth Certificate, my passport and whatever it is. If they are trying to clone me over and over again just to catch my Favorite ACtor Colin Firth, well, that's awful. I am sick now. They know ti all they know ti all they know itall.

I must go - I have some of these people in my mind.


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