My theme song definitely is NOT like Jim Morrisons. I may have flavoured my personas here and there but Jim was a mega liar. For example, tonight, I watched The Doors...with disinterest of course...Jim is so NOT my type of character to hang around with...unless, of course, I may be wanted by the police, then it would be to my benefit to hang around with an aboriginal type person. They have such interesting hiding places. Jim made up that whole Pamela thing. Everyone knew that Jim had millions of girlfriends. Most men can say that they had at least one girlfriend, others dozens but Jim could boast of millions. Perhaps that is why he needed a Pamela in his life to make it look like he was normal...occassionally. Was he trying to impress his father? The movie was truthful most of the time but it veered off quite often usually when Pamela showed up which in truth was only every six months for a weekend when smoke clouds ascended by way of the aboriginal smoke blanket. "Help...I am dying." "Help...I am sinking." "Help...I am going to be sent to prison for showing my dick and you won't be able to see me every six months to a year." The Andy Walhol thing really happened and it made Jim think to himself that he might be normal after all. Why would anyone want to be a Lizard King? All I can say is that I hope that he never learns about the 144,000 because in his mind he might be able to clean himself up just to go up to Heaven and read his poems to Jesus who mite be impressed with all the changes going on in his life. Paris was the best thing that ever happened to Jim Morrison. Janis Joplin flew in because she heard by way of the smoking press that Jim had died and while the funeral went on as schedule she found some rope and tied Jim down on his bed for a few days until he sobered up and the drugs worked there way out of his body. She bathed him and cut his matted hair completely down to a very nice looking crew cut which he hadn't asked for but he received anyways because it was the only way to get a comb through it. And, then a miracle happened. When Jim was untied (Janis ran like hell) but Jim...went to the window and looked out and saw the sky. He hadn't seen the blue sky since ....since...since...since...since...his mother died or so it is said. He tasted food like it was his first experience and traveled to places like Africa. As far as the studio knows he just mite still be wandering the world looking for peace. I bet no one even noticed that in the movie The Doors when Jim went to visit Pamela part of the curtain flew in front and it was the same fabric and shade of material that Janis Joplin wore on stage to sing Maybe in 1967. Jim lied so much in the movie. Pam didn't take drugs. A CIA man had gone to a hospital to question her about this and that, Jim and this and that, and she said to him, "get me out of here." The drugs was hospital given and it frightened her. The CIA friend was just sitting by her bed as nurse maid and he was totally dressed in a black suit, white shirt and tie. But Jim wouldn't be Jim unless he could tell a lie. Maybe he thought it would upset her. Hmmm? Well, my theme is not a Jim Morrison theme. Well...the sky is right...the green trees is right...the flowers...the bush...the native yearning to reach back to nature. That part is shared with the Jim Morrison type and okay Goldie Hawn and Leann Rimes both had a wash off tattoo of Lizard King on their arms. Bobby would have so disapproved.
I had a dream about Jim Morrison probably because of watching the movie The Doors. I am not exactly sure where I am standing but it must have been back stage or near a wall or something. Jim Morrison screams out on stage, "do you want to see it?" (referring to his male squirting machine) and I covered my eyes and walked back to grapple with a coat that was dangling on a hook. I scooted under the coat and just stood there. Strangely enough (in my dream) that was when the police moved in and started arresting all the musicians including Jim. Even stranger a couple of officers or agents ran and stood with their guns pulled right in front of me and didn't even notice that I was behind the coat waiting for Jim to put his squirt machine back into it's pocket. People were screaming and rioting. Not wanting to be part of the scene I merely unhooked the coat and rolled up into a ball and remained like that until I felt safe enough to peek out which was like the next day. Everyone was gone. Okay so there was a sprinkle of couples here and there. I sat up and said, "just look at all this mess." Being a good Christian type person I thought, in my dream, that I "should clean it up" less the police found another good excuse to keep him in jail. Bobby didn't even wait for me. But I could feel him with his camera lens just waiting for me to peek out from under that coat. I found a broom and dust pan and started to sweep and lo and behold the people sitting around did the same. I even scrubbed over the stage part that Jim had peaed on. God's rule is...Israelites were to bury their dung etc in the dirt and not leave it exposed not that pea classifies as dung. Or does it? I scrubbed and scrubbed until I was quite content that no pea was left behind. Then, and only then, did I rest by sitting down at the side of the stage and sobbed. Why? Because Jim was so ill. Did JW elders tell me that by time they were through with me "no man will want you!" But, Jim did...he wanted to share his poems with me. He loved to walk with the dirt under his feet and the wind in his hair to no where in particular...just walking for the sake of walking and that was the best part of Jim Morrison. And, somewhere in between sobs I realized that I had washed away an opportunity to take a pea sample for microscopic observation. In my dream, I was on all fours, looking, "oh Jehovah...help me find a sample so we can figure out what to do for Jim." I felt so let down. I finally found a man that wanted to take walks and it was like the door was closing before it was even fully unlocked. Now, the Heavens mite remind me that I never felt safe with the Jim Morrison type personality..."that is so true"...yet when Jim walked he was a much calmer person. Of course, that would mean day time living. Jim was night. I was day. Ohhhhh! I am leaving out part of my dream. I checked around to make sure that I had cleaned up proper and lo and behold there was a female child under the stage hidden away sobbing quietly by herself through out the ordeal. It took some coaxing to get her to come out. She was a beautiful little girl...a lot like Sandra Bullock. In my dream I keep trying to bring her face into focus. Did she look like Sandra? Melanie? Michelle? She was a someone...just a little someone and we sat for the rest of the day waiting for a mommy or daddy to show up but no one ever did not even when the police and the social services came to wait with us. Finally, in my dream, I appointed a babysitter compliments of a social department leader. No one ever came to visit her except for me from a distance...just checking up occassionally...not exactly involvement...not exactlly disinterest. After all, she wasn't MY baby! Dreams are like "moonbeams...we can do with them as we want (Bobby Darin quote)."
I had this other dream about Jim Morrison. The setting of the dream takes place between 1964-1970. Erin Brocovich had thrown a cup of hot water into my face because that was her way of winning arguments. She had done the same in Montreal at a radio station to a woman that she was working with under an alias I had heard but I wasn't there and a neighbour woman who had knocked on her Montreal door. Qwen and Roberta Kinoshita had covered my eyes with cream in a bid to keep the eye lids from adhearing to my eyeballs as Roberta had read in a news article prior to the accident. At any rate, Jim Morrison, felt a certain degree of pity for a young woman that couldn't see the rocks in front of her and the pit holes along the route. It took ages for my eyes to focus properly...not months...years and I still don't see well. Without glasses I can't read. For a while, in the sixties, I use to use operating glasses which were desgined for microscopic operations and I had a huge bifocal sheet made a foot square for reading. Fortunately, my eyes improved enough that I was able to focus. But, for a while, I would be walking next to Bobby Darin and then the next day Kevin Spacey thinking he was Bobby Darin just from the sound of the voice. I did the same in Montreal in 1967. A police officer asked why I was walking down the street with a neighbour of his and my only answer was that I "thought it was you." And, he watched as I opened the door to the wrong Montreal house, "I thought it was your house." It looked like the same blur. "Wrong street." Interestingly, his neighbour learned a lot about the police department just from our walks and about certain JW activities not in tune with that of Christ Jesus I tell you. Love Story was shot some time between 1966 and 1967 and only once did Jennifer trip from a pot hole. Oh yes, my Jim Morrison dream. He wanted to surprise me. I was listening to the commotion and between this and this blur I realized that I was involved in some type of witchery but I am not totally sure exactly what was going on. I was furious with him. "I can't be involved with this." I don't think it was a wedding cermemony per ces??? ??? ??? Can witches do the ceremonial thing? I don't know. Carol Mixer is shot three times in the head on her way back to Canada and was it Erin Brocovich that was on hand to fill in all the empty spaces for the so called police officers involved in the Mixer case just as she filled in all the spaces for the police and agents in the Sharon Tate trials under the assumed alias of Veronica Graham or Virginia Graham or whatever with or without the poka dress that she had worn to watch the shooting of American Graffeti? Jim is not the worse felony in the world. He mite like to have lived up to the image of a homeless bum but then there was the navy and big daddy....right? Alex Baldwin was the same way. He wanted to live up to the image of a not so squeeky clean persona. He was sitting in a studio for one reason or another. Perhaps it was the bad press over calling his daughter "a pig" or something nasty on the telephone and he was bragging about his "bad father image" right in front of me. "STOP IT!" "You are not the worse father in the world. YOU don't even know what a worse father is. Well let me tell you something about bad fathers sir, they are the type that make their daughters drink their own urine for speaking to boys on the way home from kindergarten. That is what happened to my sister April. They are the type that take a garden hose to use as a whip for walking next to a boy on the way home from kindergarten. They are the type that use their cars to try to run over mothers who don't want to play with them anymore...." Alex just sat there in quiet shock. I had never told anyone about myself about anything. NEVER. I was taught by Elsie DoLittle Brown Jeffrey Wigle..."Never tell anyone about family business...never speak about me...never speak about your father...never speak about your sisters and NEVER ask questions about us." It was a family rule never to be broken and there I was just pouring it out in burts upon this stranger called Alex Baldwin. I think I forgot that I wasn't suppose to not tell. Arrangements were made with the studio executives for Alex to do a show or movie so he could give gifts to his distraught daugher. "You are to stay away from her," "She will contact you in her own little way." I looked him boldly in both eyes..."that is the way with daughters...we are such a forgiving lot." "Keep an eye on him." All that because he just sat quietly. He should have gone back to school to become a psychiatrist. It is all in the not speaking and not interrupting the story tellers isn't it?
Dreams can make a person tremble. I was watching the Abyss last night remembering that a lot of people wrote a studio asking if the actress was Frida from ABBA. I was babysitting a girlfriend's cats as she heads to LA to watch her favourite singer Brett Midler. I told her to tell Brett that my favourite BM movie was Drowning Mona..."she played the dead girl in the water". A lot of people didn't know that was Brett in the car and the coroner was a REAL coroner that had travelled with Estelle Parsons to a crime scene and Estelle can be seen in the movie washing a car in pigtails. I am watching Abyss in Judy's apartment but left to get a drink from my own apartment and when I came back after the commercial the ending was simply gone. A Fish called Wanda was scheduled to come next but instead I found myself watching a movie about a woman with a multiple personality disorder. I gazed at Sasha, "did you switch channels?" I flicked the remote to see if I could read the name of the movie and the remote wouldn't work. It had been working. Now it wasn't working. I flipped through the TV schedule this moring looking for a title and there was nothing scheduled between Abyss and A Fish called Wanda. The thing is that I remembered a detail from the movie that the audience would not have picked up on. The female in the grave was the dummy of Audrey Hepburn. The police had taken photos of Audrey in the morgue not quite dead and the scriptwritter for this multiple personality type persona thought she would amuse herself by playing along with morgue photos. It couldn't have been "Thrill of a Kill" where a novelist helps a woman investigate her sister's death??? No...this was about a woman waking up to find a strange man in her bed posing as her husband complete with children...not exactly like Overboard with Goldie Hawn...sort of like Overboard. There is a sort of husband that insists that he and his wife were in an accident for insurance reasons, bank accounts, and copyrights who designs a would be wife to fill in the spot of wife from April Fool's Day, April 01, 1969, except he never signs the marriage certifictate because he says to the bride after she had said her vow to him with the intent of a husband, "April Fools!" Did you see the movie last night? She wakes up with the memories of the other girl from the accident and relives things in her shoes like a mirror twin. Life and dreams are indeed strange. ???
Mrs. Chansler died today. I was sitting on Judy's coach eating up her Haagen--Dazs carmel vanila icecream approximately 400 calorie intake watching the Young and the Restless and she died. Judy has about five cartons of Haagen-Dazs icecream and I hope she won't notice that one is now missing. I never buy icecream. Dennis bought Belgium sea shells - three pieces 170 calories. My total calorie intake in the last hour while Katherine lays dying is about 800 calories. Dennis does it everytime I diet. I say, "I am dieting" and he goes out and buys chocolates. Never buys chocolates...NEVER...but if I am dieting he always buys chocolates which really doesn't go with flowers. If Dennis buys flowers it is because some little sales person under three feet has knocked on our door. It is like once he bought me this ear ring and necklace and I was so shocked that he went out of his way to buy it for me and then I am looking at photos of all his pharmaceutical buddies and all the women are wearing the same necklace. "There was a sale on the airplane returning to Canada." Now I know what you may be thinking....???....Jim Morrison died in 1971...right and Carrie is presented nine to ten months later...right. I have a grandson with gray green blue eyes and we don't know where they came from....a throw back to....???...well not exactly in the Jeffrey ice white and blue eyes nor the aboriginal Lambert Joseph green and hazel line. But lets be fair....Jim was really angry. And, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, I said when Carrie was presented to me 24 hours after birth, "this is NOT my baby." And Erin Brocovich just happened to be detained by the Windsor police that I had called in 1981 after she tried to walk off with Bradley Grant Cutforth calling herself, his "aunt" and "this is Stephen Connery's baby" and his that of his present wife. "But I just had this baby in a hospital." I am starting to wonder if any of my four children with Dennis is actually his or mine. "Where did Liam get Mediterrean blood?" "I don't know Dennis where did Liam get Mediterraen blood?" Now I should add that Dennis has a brother by the name of Mark that looks very little like Michael Douglas. He looks very Jewish. Maybe his mother, Jean Cutforth has some Jewish blood? Even his mother confessed once, "when Kathy (Dennis' younger sister) was born, "the nurse brought her into me and said, "Look we have a little Jewish girl", (a Brett Midler type thing without talent). Does any of my kids have Commache? Spanish? Well, Spanish to be sure as Lucielle Alverez, the grandmother of Dennis James Cutforth came from Quatelmala with Aztec dna. "Dennis we both can't be RH Positive A...one of us has to be negative." Like all four of his kids are negative. I am going to be truthful - I never went looking for a man....except once when Agnethea from ABBA went missing and we (Interpol) found her dead. And I didn't give a damn. I went looking for her along with Mandrax and Valium and a bottle of Scotch and I didn't care because by the end of the night someone was going to be quite dead....I think. 1978...and after all that I went through in my life I finally poured a drink ...or two...and I don't care. Dana Winner can sing, ABBA Medley and cross the road to the other side and I am going down the Road with you and me....I am blocking up all road ways. Fans and lookalikes have finally taken the smile off of my face and I don't long to put it back on. I long for the judgement period of where there is no resurrection and you know what Erin I think it has finally arrived and you and your lovers can finally die...goodbye...goodridence...the earth just got brighter and cleaner.
The Young and the restless will never be the same without Katherine. Women throughtout the world suffered along with K as she went to AAA, had a hesterectomy, breakdown, suididal depressive eposides and husbands. Last night I dozed off on Judy's couch to wake up to some more silliness. It was like another fifteen minute movie with parts left out, this was followed by a commercial with Meryl Streep, Dustin Hoffman, and Al Pacino (Ahhhhh!) I sat up and was wondering who was at the helm in the studio. This was followed by Comics Unleashed which started their program gossiping about ABBA and I watched for a few moments (I mean they were all BLACK) and said, "this is so UN-1965."
It just seemed strange somehow.
"Thrill to Kill," wasn't the woman's name playing the bitch, Casandra Obama or was it Casandra Obana. IT sounded more N than an M. Oh Erin....the name is not Obama it is Obana. Estelle Parsons always checked birth registrys for new names and purchased names from people with names like Hepburn from Katherine Hepburn etc. During the making of "13 Days" there was NOT one person ever born with the name SELF, thus the writer took on the name of David Self even though she was a female for two reasons, one - no one ever was born with the name and two - she had hired all the politicians, generals, commanders, sailers, to play themselves under assumed names, thus all those involved in the political scene of 1960-1970, played themselves including Katherine. And, when an General or politician was too old for the part or the relative was dead, it was the living relative that selected a would be actor from his gen pool to play the dead father or grandfather. This was very important in the selection of who gets the money because it involves copy right infringement, for example, on the Kennedy family and others. Why pay money twice? Why not just hire a relative with the same dna and permission of the existing relatives? Hire a Kennedy and give out one pay cheque...the families can fight with each other as to how to divide that paycheque and the studio is allowed legally to go onto something else without fear of court indictments, civil courts, and would be mothers showing up with illigetamate children in a bid for a payout, royalties and so on. The relatives already made the decision prior to the release of the movie.
I had another nightmare. I am travelling back from somewhere. Destination Canada. The nightmare starts off with me sitting high up in the sky in an airplane and terroists take out a knife to slit the throat of a stewardess and the blood skirts out. And, it is like I feel this coldness all over my body as I watch the blood roll down the aisle towards me. Another stewardess is ordered to continue handing out drinks and as she approaches my skirt is already off, and I motion for her to place my skirt over hers and hand me her top and skirt. She switches with me to my seat and I head towards the terrorists in the back with a Interpol silencer and two men who refused to sit down and who pointed their guns at me ...were dead...right between the eyes. The blood from the girls throat is still flowing...she might have only seconds left before complete death has ensued upon her body. I knocked on the Captain's door and a young man with a machine gun has one of the bullets in between his eyes. He should never have pointed the gun towards me.
I go back to the other bodies and start a search backwards to the captain's door looking for any suspects. A man with white hair stands up and shoots me in the back. I turned and returned fire...three to six times until there are no more bullets. His face reminded me of the man called John McCain...I don't know why??? Dreams are so disturbing and filled with all sorts of imaginary doors and twists. I can't be found with bodies. Bodies leads to courts and courts leads to inquisitions and abductions and forced mental hospital stays, and straight jackets and eletrocution therpy provided by people posing as an aunt or a mother. There will be no bodies. Dreams are so accommodating. I commanded everyone to keep their safety belts on and tied a rope around my waist and the emergency door and one by one the bodies were thrown out. The wallet belonging to the white haired man fell out and a passenger gasped as I threw the wallet out with money bulging out it's side right out into the bluey clouds of dew. It was going to rain lightly somewhere. Rolling up the aisle carpet to the captain's door, I knocked lightly and pulled the last body out and pulled the whole package to the back door. I handed his wallet to an assumed Moslem for him to hand to his pastor or whatever. I didn't want to throw him out. I really wanted to hand him a Watchtower and a Bible. He made his decision. He decided that he wanted to part of a killing machine. Now he was dead. I didn't want to throw him out. I didn't want him to be scratched nor dented nor bruised. I think of the white haired man. He was not Moslem or was he. Where did I see him before? FBI? Was this part of a scam? Billions of dollars going to UNICEF and the homeless...what type of people steal from the blind? What type of people would go through this much trouble to kill a studio owner? A royal?
And he was gone after a short prayer and part of my heart floated down with him. Did he land in a tree? I wasn't his enemy or was I?
I lit up a few cigars and closed the cut to the woman's head. I pumped her back and forth by holding her back up hoping that the movement would increase the blood flow so it wouldn't stop the heart beat. She would be okay. A male passenger helped me to tear a seat apart to make a head and neck brace for her. I pulled out my Watchtower and the passengers watch me as I leaned my back onto the cold metal wall. A young Moslem child about three years old who had been screaming and sobbing from all the activity starting with the slicing of a neck raced down towards me and threw himself onto my body and clutched me as if he expected the demons themselves to come after us. I pointed out the Bible characters in the photos in the magazine and stopped at Abraham.
"A...bra...ham."
He didn't understand. Lifting my head up to gaze at his mother I repeated, "Abraham?"
She corrected me. What was it? Ibreum? Something Yabreum? Was the correct spelling of Abraham really a Yah first?
The plane was landing. A young Moslem woman wearing a Hajib from eyebrow to footpoint complied to my command for her to exit the plane ahead of me. We would be the first to leave. I still had on the stewardess outfit. She looked back at me. "Just keep walking," I motioned to her, "and go right out the front door and don't look back."
She had nothing to do with all of this. She was just as innocent as the rest of us. My mind is on the white haired man. I was not convinced that these were Moslems. I was not convinced that this a zealot group of Iranians and yet...??? I head home. After all, this has nothing to do with me.
The Moslem girl is sitting on the curb with her friends. She doesn't speak any English at all nor French. Her friends want to know why she can't have her baggage. Did I not say..."leave...don't look back."
They hand me her baggage ticket and I go back to retrieve it for her. But this is risky. I broke a rule, the rule being, "don't look back."
Elsie DoLittle Brown Jeffrey Wigle - did not look back. She always looked forward and lived her life like a Saint hoping to go to Heaven in the end..to be with Christ Jesus...to be with God and the angels. She was the role character for Angelena Joli's roll of the "Changling." 1950-1953 pushed back by reporters, politicians, FBI and CIA agents and studio executives to 1923 after the continuous failed execution of Shirley Jane Temple and her understudies including her midget understudy a woman in her mid twenties who stood just a tad taller than Shirley number one.
1950-1953
Elsie Wigle and Mel Wigle find themselves in the United States of America. They are in a custody battle with studio executives and the Barrymores over the rightful ownership of a child called Shirley Jane Temple born to Elsie Wigle in Windsor, Ontario, Grace Hospital on Crawford Street. Elsie insisted at the birth as she came out of the athestic that she thought she had twins. When fully arroused she asked about the twins. Twenty four hours had passed.
"What about the other baby?"
"What other baby? There was no other baby." She is handed a baby with dark hair flowing down over her shoulders down her back...the length of four to six inches. Let the record be shown that Elsie Wigle is cousin to the Queen Mother and nursemaid to the Queen Mother's first cousin Mable Brown....person assumed to be Elsie Wigle's birth mother. Mable Brown is dying from scleroderma and rheutatoid arthritis and all her organs are shutting down. Let the record show that Edward and Wallis Simpson had made a visit to Grace Hospital. Let the record show that Wallis Simpson may or may not be related to Princess Margaret. And, let the record show a question: Did the dna of Princess Margaret taken in 1967 indicate that she was not a royal and did not have a match with Queen Elizabeth, nor the Queen Mother nor Elsie Wigle who frequent the Palace to dine with the Queen Mother and Queen Elizabeth on occassion? Let the record show that Elsie Wigle corresponded with the Queen Mother complaining to her that she saw "two babies" in the birthing room.
1950-1953
Elsie Wigle and Mel Wigle take on odd jobs between NY and LA in a bid to get their daughter, Iris Alona Wigle, back to Canada. They are their looking for Robert Rae Wigle.
"This is not my son."
He, Robert Rae Wigle, surviving little actor from War Runts (a Shirley Jane Temple production) was not the dead boy killed immediately after the ending of the skit. He was the boy with the large rubber boots on playing the mail person that would find himself fighting for his life in a civil court trial. In the meantime, somewhere in Bosten a man is looking for his missing son. Was it Paul Newman or Joe Kennedy Jr.?
During the Wigle trek, Mel Wigle would be hired on as a stuntman and take on the name of Randolph Scott. He had three understudies that would share the Randolph Scott character. There is another arrest of Shirley and the Wigle's cannot leave and on the way out of the trial one of the Randolph Scott's is shot and presumed dead.
Elsie Wigle heads back to Canada and will wait for important people to decide who will deliver the children back to her if at all. She corresponds with Buckingham Palace and they send a woman that owned the copyright to Jane Eyre to explain to USA officials the meaning of copyright infridgement and that royal copyrights are not the same as the ordinary copyrights as the public has the right to know that the Queen is their Queen and the King is their King. Understudies are totally a risky business for the Royal family. The Jane Eyre copyright person knows the law....the universal law. Did she become known as the Black Dahlia lady...but please let us place her way back to 1923...let's place her back as a "woman of the evening", shall we?
Robert Rae Wigle disinherits his mother called Elsie Wigle. He does not understand why she did not want to be his mother. He will disinherit Iris Wigle in the future for speaking to her mother Elsie Wigle, for living with her mother and for having meals occassionally with her mother and for inviting her to her wedding. He will not attend. And, he will not attend her funeral.
"How can a woman not want her son," he has lamented all his life.
"It was agreed upon, Mel would have Robert, and Elsie would have April Louise and Lorraine and Iris would float between the two forces."
He does not buy it. All these things go through my mind as I watched Meryl and Dustin Hoffman, Kramer versus Kramer. Did Robert Rae Wigle watch the movie I wonder?
And my mind is on the other assailent in The Changling...the young pre teen who was not arrested. Did I get him?
Some will say that Elsie Wigle was wise in, "not looking back". That she was wise in separating from Mel Wigle "who changed so much in character that I barely recognized him as the man that I had married."
Four Randolph Scott's for movies between 1950-1953, one shot during a USA trial and presummed dead...which one came back with you Iris? I don't know.
Who is my ultimate human female singer not reading a Watchtower but who may have read a Watchtower in her lifetime?
Sissel Kyrkjebo
There could be no one else. Sissel has a strength that Julia Andrews lacked. Julia was all forgiveness, let's be patient, let's do the Jesus thing, let's turn the cheek, let's just keep smiling a trait shared with Lynn Redgrave who also pulls her hair like Julia.
Sissel....is...more don't push me, I don't care if my hair is not perfect, I can live with imperfection, I do hit back and am not merciful with the unmerciful and the unrepentant. I do not do the Julia Andrews thing. I wonder how many people notice that her dediction song to Solfrid had the home town where Agnethea from ABBA lived in the background? The cost of turning the cheek is just to great indeed and Sissel can live wherever she wants and it would appear that the Third Heaven is not that far away at all and possibly the same distance as most angels and/or humans are from the real throne of the Creator. Maybe we all just live in a bubble and under a microscope where the Creator can turn or nod a head or eyeball occassionally while focusing His antennas and numerous other eyeballs in billions of directions. After all, Ezekiel described one angel as having eyes in his hands, arms, wings - all six of them - front and back...why would Jehovah have less? Earth is not completely without merit and enjoyment. Where do I belong?
I am not sure. I'm hedging but in my thoughts, three of the ABBA will be resurrected before me and I find comfort in that. Three wanted to go to Heaven and Aggie hedged because she wanted to see her daughter grow up. I focus on ABBA...it's ahead of me. There is no reason to fear with ABBA. ABBA is love. ABBA is gentleness. ABBA is compassion. Only one of the three carried a firearm. I don't think of Earth and I don't think of Heaven. I think of ABBA and I feel comforted.
A black group asked if they could use a partial song of Sissel called Prince Igor for a rap song and she flew in and gave her approval but added something...so if one was to look up The Rapsody Ft. Warren and Sissel - Prince Igor 1997 one will see a projected image of Sissel walking on the moon and one will see the earth in the background and one would see the bombs placed on the moon by the USA for rocket launching. Were they to hit the earth? It was another movie in the making - historically speaking that is....you see there two flaws in the bombing program. One flaw is that the screws used to put the bombs together were not made of surgical steel...just the normal type subject to heat, rust and vapour and dust and well liquid of any type. The other flaw is the location which is closer to the sun and another flaw is the lava flow from within the mood and another flaw is that the earth mite be clunking...turning over...possibly from the ice melting...possibly from New York skyscrappers and mega metal from all those cars made of steel that may be interreacting with gravity. Truth be told, the earth may or may not be clunking in a upswing as it swings to the top and the upswing might be backhanding for just a second to cause severe weather damage including tidal waves and hurricans. If the earth swings on it's axis on a down surge all parallals mapped out into the NASA programs just might be changed slightly. The USA target of Russia and Japan might be switched by nature to New York and LA...right? Jehovah has a rule Dusty...the rule is that people who set traps and nets for the righteous (and blind...I don't know why Jehovah included the blind but He did) end up falling into their own traps. I only address Dusty because he had asked Beth, "what else can Jerry do", during the examination of an alien held underwater since the year ?43. That's what Jerry can do. Jerry can create and Jerry can uncreate. Can Jerry produce the likeness of a female floating across the moon as she examines the bombs ....Jerry can do anything and everything. Wouldn't it be nice if Jerry was to add force to the likeness of Sissel and have her snap the USA flag into bits? What right does a human that peas and farts have to take over Jehovah's planets? And the Psalmist replies, Why have the nations been in tumult and the national groups themselves kept muttering an empty thing? The kings of earth take their stand and high officials themselves have massed together against His anointed one. (Saying:) "Let us tear their bands (anointed ones) apart and cast their cords (laws and principles) away from us!" The very ONE sitting in the heavens will laugh" JEHOVAH Himself will hold them in derision. At that time HE will speak to them in HIS anger and in HIS hot displeasure HE will disturb them, (Saying:) "I, even I, have installed my king upon Zion, MY holy mountain. Let e refer to the decree of Jehovah; He has said to me: "You are my son; I, today, I have become your Father, ask of Me, that I may give nations as your inheritance and the eands of the earth as your own posession. You will break them with an iron scepter as though a potter's vessel you will dash them to pieces. And now, O kings, exercise insight! Let yourselves be corrected O judges of the earth. Serve jehovah with fear and be joyful with trembling. Kiss the son, that He may not become incensed and you may not perish from the way. For his anger flashes up easily. Happy are all those taking refuge in him." Psalm chapter two. And did the Kings and rulers, priests and pastors, nuns and bishops, missionaries and Bible preachers and athiests and agnoistics listen? Which part of being corrected does a human not understand? If the moon blows up it will be a tremendous loss for the earth of light, heat, gravity pull and pleasure but it won't be Jehovah's fault. Jerry's? Jesus when he is incensed and angry? As the (shh Reverend) Billy Graham said on the stand in Montreal in 1967, "God uses both the right and left armies of the Heavens."
Jehovah is the most interesting being possible. For one thing humans can make telephones and cameras from metal and glass using Jehovah's designs but Jehovah can make living telephones and living cameras. Humans can make metal probes using the Creator's designs and so can Jehovah yet he chosed to make for Himself living eyes that could leave his body and go from one Heaven to another gathering up information for Him and bringing it back in just a thought. It is said that it took Jesus about thirty to fifty days to leave the earth and to travel to Jehovah's side after being crusified. This is based upon humans receiving the Holy Spirit because Jesus had said to more than one of them, "the helper, th eHoly Spirit, which the father will send in my name, that one will teach you all things...I am going..but I will be coming back to you", John 14:25-29. And the apostles received Holy Spirit about 30 days later as Jesus had presented his offering (his own human sacrificed body) to Jehovah to be used for the forgiveness of sins for imperfect mankind, thus obtaining the right to seek out a brideclass of 144,000 humans from all tribes and tongues to be used as future judges. Perhaps in the book of Wisdom there were two angels used by Jehovah. One being the assigned Destroyer and the other being the Priest desginated jumping in with "his official robe" to check the hand of the destroyer saying in effect, "not these ones"? And if the moon blows up, if the earth rocks? When I was a little girl about six years old, one of the Hoovers was arguing with me publicly by the telly as I sat in jail and a panel of experts asked all sorts of questions about me, the test being, that a child that is extremely stupid can be put to death by the USA states without mercy. I was explaining all about Jehovah and His word and promises and I explained about the Great Tribulation and survivors and I stopped to listen to a thought...a question. Is the Great Tribulation just for a few years or has the Great Tribulation been going on since the fullfillment of prophecy as played on before the death of the last of the Apostles. I mean all prophecies in the book of Revelations had already been fulfilled except the kingly human line. I didn't know the answer but I had to have the right answer. It was possible for two prophecies to be overlapping...each generation could be part of a greater Tribulation culminating in a Twentieth Century Great Tribulation but it seemed wrong when I prayed about it over and over and over again. "There will be very few survivors from the Great Tribulation and Armageddon. Jehovah will have to start all over again." "How many survivors?" "At least two....one little girl and one little Russian and they're going to meet in New Jersey." And I cried and cried and that was the inspiration of the words as said in the interrogation while I prayed as I looked in scripture for the future, "Jehovah where did all the flowers go?" "Jehovah where did all the birds go?" "Jehovah where did all the children go?" They had to argue it out - the experts and the voice of doom of the little girl that prayed and said, "in the future you won't have any water." "Why not?" "Because it will be all dried up," sob, sob, sob, "and the rain will melt your skin", sob, sob, sob. It was such a fretful day...such sad thoughts about the future as put down in the Bible books of the prophets. "You won't want to go out for a walk anymore." "Jehovah didn't exactly say that the survivors wouldn't die. HE just said that their would be survivors coming before His wonderous throne "out of the Great Tribulation." Is Sheol or Hell to be like Noah's ark for most humans? "But I am just a little girl...how am I suppose to know all the answers." They were adults and they didn't have the answers but one thing stood out it was not going to rain "lemon drops" that would take the flesh off to the bones. "What else do you think of when you pray?" "Well sir, I asked Jehovah about England. I want to know what I should do if there is ever a war and it occured to me to stay out of it but I, (sob, sob), "I don't want anything to happen to Poland." Poland already had taken so many beatings like a raped virgin that was so beautiful in form and quiet and submissive with a soft voice. "And did Jehovah say anything back to you?" I had a dream. "Jehovah said to me to pick up a sword and to strike the earth." I had a pretend sword for the Hoovers to show them Jehovah's new play. In my new play I would play the part of "the angel with the sword". "Strike the earth!" "Yes father." I had adopted Jehovah. No one else wanted me. I took my pretend sword to cut Europe in half and as I ran forward to strike Europe I tripped oddly just a little to the right so that the sword would strike on the other side of Poland. "How do you know that is Poland," asked an interrogator looking through a camera at a cement floor? I shrugged my shoulders. "So who was cut?" "Germany...Germany will be cut in two, Poland will be spared," and under my breathe, "there will NOT be a third World War on the rise staged by Germany on my ride." And they grieved it. I don't understand. Why would people be upset that Russia was going to cut Germany in two parts causing Germany to lose the power to thrust out it's ugly horn to the Queen of England? What did they really want? A third world war or peace? They wanted war. "But why? Why do you want war? Why are you sending your sons and daughters to die off?" "Because we have to win." "But how is it winning if you don't have anymore children to send? You've won the battle but lost the war." I was to be executed because I was a stupid child when it came to understanding Bible prophecy and I was to be executed for not having the correct understanding of how babies were made and I was to be executed for not understanding politics and I was to be executed, over and over again, for singing. Janis visits Jim as he laid in his flat in a deep drug overdose after being pronounced dead. He is slowly recuperating and he is speaking nonsence like, "They asked me to kill my wife." "Who?" The who was some millionaire that approached Jim with this metal bow tie who wanted more copyrights from singers and movies. "You want me to take this and put it over my wive's neck, squeeze hard until the tongue comes out, take a knife and cut off the tongue so she can't scream, rape her, bite off her cheeks while I am fucking her, bite off her nose, bite off an earlobe,pull out her eye, cut off her hand and a foot, scalp her?" "What did you do Jim? The man handed you this metal bow tie...what did you do Jim? Jim was milling other things over in his mind? "Jim how did your mother die?" "Your aboriginal mother Jim how did she die?" He was sleeping. Janis was never going to tell Jim the real meaning behind the Lizard King title. Queen Elizabeth herself does not have the official right to execute. She has to follow protocal and protocal dictates that the heir with the offical stamp is the real executor protected by law across the seas...right? Then, there is Jerry.
"You did that deliberately!" I can't remember if it was a Hoover man that accused me of deliberately sidestepping Poland. "Shall I do it again?" I ran again and again it was not in my heart to strike Poland along with Germany. My pretend angel in the form of the late Dutchess of York 1953 that was murdered and cut up into pieces prior to her being placed in a coffin 1953 (as I laid curled up in a USA jail cell I mite add), "Auntie May said that she will take the sword and do it!?!" My pretend angel called Auntie May, the late Dutchess of York, took the most heavy sword into her old fragile hand but didn't make it to the map. Instead she fell into a heap on the floor struck with the tiredness of the task of running several steps. Opps! It shall stand. Poland will be spared. Yet Jehovah wanted Poland to receive a security check...very much so. Fortuntely, or unfortunely, my earthly heart overuled the Heavenly check. Yet, I accuse Jehovah of Hosts that He did not place a hedge around me in 1966-1970 plus? Was Erin Brocovich from Poland? Lee Majors? Donald Trump? Mr. Bugliosi and clan? If Poland had been included would I have money for a maid now to help me dust? Would I be living above ground and not in a cramped bacement apartment working as a superintendent to pay for the rent? Would I have less floors to wash for food? It would make Erin all smiles accept there is no sin in being poor. There is no sin in not robbing to have riches. I have never gone after deliberate sin in anyway except once and the once is sort of sketchy which may mean I didn't plan it at all...I may have sinned by going with the flow of things. I may have been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Then there is all the nudity in films used as a future stepping stone to show the torture reel of a young girl, some call Sissel, to present before Jesus when I am called into the judgment during the thousand year reign. I have no fear for Bjorn, Aggie, Benny and a host of other musicians tortured and murdered will be there to give me emotional support, council and good points of virture and of good deeds to offset that one moment in time or several nudity shots. I guess if I had real faith I wouldn't have to get use to seeing myself nude and to prepare the public for seeing me nude. I would have Jesus on my side and real faith, I would have been liked Elsie DoLittle Brown Jeffrey Wigle (grandaughter of the Tutors)...I would have placed the crown before Jesus and waited upon him to sort things out without spotting myself. I would have lived my life like a saint, like her, and not have had so many red spots on my white dress placed their by Erin Brocovich, Bugliosi and his friends and family and JW elders from Hollywood and non JW millionaires from Hollywood. Jesus did the pure thing and they murdered him. I sold myself to the world and made songs and movies so they could have food and sustenance and the world hated me as seen through the eyes of Erin and her family. Yet, I don't believe all the world hated me. Jesus could see beyond the hatred of men and their ignorance to a time when people would not want to sin and would want to be a kind person and so must I but I can never forgive Erin and at the most designate her to the end of the thousand years so I will have some time to think of how and why I should forgive her and even then my prayers to Jehovah have condemned her and those that travel with her under the guise of Bible lovers to Gehenna.
So between 1950 - 1953 a little Canadian girl that was arrested in the USA for being "a stupid child" using the name of Shirley Jane Temple had to explain several prayers which included praying about "Jehovah...will there be a Third World War?" There had been so many Germans in the UK attending the funeral of Queen Mary who had died presumably May 23, 1953 and not May 23, 1951. "And what did Jehovah say to you?" And, "She talks to God?" "He didn't actually speak to me." No...God only speaks to men like Moses who needed a speach therapist. "I had a dream about my prayer and God told me to strike the earth with a sword just as hard as I possibly could." "And what happened?" "I (sort of) tripped and the sword merely cut Germany in half but spared Poland because after the initial hit the sword (sort of) bobbed to the right on the other side of Poland and I said to Jehovah (and to all the angels if they should choose to be in my dream quite loudly) "Poland shall go to England." End of conversation. There will be no more discussions about which side of a wall Poland shall be on. The Russians will not have Poland. However, between 1966 - 1970 I shall relinquish title to a diamond mind on Russian territory. Well, my share was to go to schools and hospitals and brick making if the need should ever arise. "Shall I explain to you about this character Peter Pan?" Oh the Hoovers and experts wanted very much to understand about Peter. Sob...sob...sob..."It is not Peter's fault that he has the mind of a child. He never got to really grow up." Shirley Jane Temple lowered her voice into a hush lest the angels be standing too close and mite be looking for fault to make an accusation in Heaven where they met occasionally to speak to the Lord of Hosts. "Well, you see there was this flood." "What flood?" J. Edgar Hoover never heard about any flood. "Well.....once upon a time a long, long, long time ago, there were these beautiful creatures that jumped from Heaven and came to the earth where they married the daughters of men. Well, being that they were not humans, this caused quite a stir among the townsfolk and as their children grew the earth came to be filled with violence." "What type of violence?" "Oh the regular type, murder, beating up the poor, beating up the rich, beating up the women, beating up the children (the Nephelim were like this mega police force that took what they wanted...when they wanted), just causing mahem all over the place?" "Explain mahem?" "Oh that is when people bully other people into confessing to things that they really didn't do. Anyways, that was where Peter was born and when the flood came Peter was more angel than human and lost the right to walk as a human on the earth. It really wasn't his fault at all that he had an imperfect angel for a father and an imperfect human for a mother. He is (lowering her voice) "just plain stupid." Whispering still lower, "Peter never got to learn to read and write." "What if he was to learn to read and write then what?" "Oh, I suspect that he would be up to all sorts of silly things like helping out Wendy his best girl friend." "Girl friend?" "G i r l...f r i e n d!" There are boy friends and then there are girl friends. Sob...sob...sob, "and all of his boy friends are just little people with the mentality of three year olds except for Tinker Bell. Tinker Bell is NOT a stupid child angel...just a very small angel." Shirley looks up to the Heavens and was quite sure that all the Heavens agreed that Tinker Bell was NOT a stupid child angel. "She is more like a very small fire ball with a nasty temper." "Fire balls?" Shirley looked down to her feet. Did she say to much? It was getting so late. If she was to leave right now, within the hour, she might make it to a train or bus. Mr. Klien would be waiting for her at Springarten School where he would give all the kids a scolding of what to expect from him as the janiltor of John O Cahill Public School. Dennis will be waiting there as well to play the Steve Martin type...very hyperactive baseball character...that knows all about the flood and less about Tinker Bell. "Where are you going Shirley?" "To the bathroom." The experts, politicians, police, CIA, and Federal agents would argue among themselves as to what time of day they should put this "stupid child" to death but "stupid child" was already heading back to Canada (without their permission). "Where is she?" "We didn't give her OUR permission to leave!" Tinker Bell? Oh Tinker Bell knows all about Nephelim type people and just mite keep them arguing among themselves for quite a spell and she just mite lock all the doors to the johns. "I really can't be late." No child is late for the first day of school come September. They just mite not get the new crayons and the largest eraser. They just mite not get the front seat nor the seat by the window. Windows are very important to young children with imaginations who long to feel the wind in the hair and dirt between the toes. It is a human thing. Have I said to much? I watched the movie with D last night, "Secret lives" and the actress dodging this and that who had a mole on her face and extra skin compliments of the makeup department. And Dennis kept saying, "it said that this would be a documentary about Jews hiding as an alias". He checked it over and over again, "okay...it doesn't say documentary...but it did say something about Jews hiding." I smiled and yet my heart was sick. The character that had died in the movie was merely called William Robbins...sort of a flip of Robin Williams. And in the movie, William Robins died from a schetzoid drug. Robin Williams was on schetzoid drugs. "I thought that the lawyer was in on the scam," I added with a question? "Isn't she Carla?" "No...Carla was dead in the bathtub." "I don't think so. I thought the lawyer was Carla and she was arrested at the end of the movie?" And that Jill really didn't keep the money that William was said to have embezzled. She drove all night to the foundation (which she may or may not have been involved with) and gave the money back. So many questions. It is said that a good writer answers all the questions by the end of the movie, yet, a very good writer, sometimes leaves out plots and mix and match. Sometimes they include real photos of people in a morgue and crime scenes just less they forget what it was they wanted to see and a file might be locked up the road. Jill looks at the body of William Robins in the movie. She does not behave like a woman in love. She doesn't get too close to the body. Getting too close involves her in a crime and photos mite be reproduced in a court trial, "see, there she is", and she might be accused of playing "doctor" by trying to resusitate a dead person. "Oh...it has a lot to do with hiding a Jew. You just weren't watching close enough." Dennis will never be convinced. "This movie was not about a Jew hiding under an alias." I had a nigtmare last night. I dreamt that Leonard Cohen was angry with me and he played a joke with all his friends. In my dream I am at a studio working very hard on several scripts and I need to take a pea. In my dream Leo and his friends are watching me taking a pea in the bathroom but I don't pea. I just sit and think...for an hour. Unfortunately, the doors to all the exits don't work and no one can leave the studio not until I am finished peaing. And, all the angels in Heaven watch as everyone sits until they pea their pants for one reason or another. I pays to be the keeper of keys...right Tinker Bell. "Beth...can Jerry type," asked Dustin Hoffman. "Obviously!" Jerry has learned a lot of things including obviously how to read and write. "Beth can Jerry manoever computers?" Was he asking if Jerry could manoever the computers and equipment located in outer space that babysit bombs placed on the moon? Good question. Not to fear...Jehovah is always in control one way or another. And prophecy has it that Jehovah is the WINNER!
The FBI tear down the old FBI building (which Estelle Parsons owns and without her permission) to make way for a parking building. In the process of tearing down the old FBI building they find in the attic a large metal box the size of a small bathroom. Not knowing what it was and not having the knowledge of how to break into a vault made of ?chromium they merely have it towed to the local garbage? "Where's my building?" "We needed a parking lot." "What did you do with the metal box in the attic?" "We had it towed to the local dump?" The FBI towed a billion dollar computer, sister to NASA, one of several sister computers, to the dump? "Why?" It contained all the data typed into the computer system by the FBI since 1968. Let's go over this again shall we. All surveillance videos placed into the FBI system was stored by Edith, the FBI computer, that overuled the smaller office FBI computers. If for example, Mr. Bugliosi or a senator was to visit an office to interrogate a witness during the Sharon Tate trials....Edith would have stored the information dispassionately. However, Edith was not a stupid computer. She had been programmed by Estelle Parsons and Edith pointed out more than once when she had been accessed including that by the person called Robert Kennedy, "you do not have the right to the answer sir?" "Why is that?" Edith typed back, "You are wearing the wrong hat?" Senators hats are lower in form than a crown is what I think that she meant. Edith sounds, I know, a lot like Jerry from The Sphere....doesn't she? And Edith had so much to learn. For example, when the old FBI building was emptied before Estelle left for France, Estelle was caught in the elevator. "Edith??? Edith did you turn off the electricity (the the elevator)?" And Estelle had to climb up and get out the hardway. Flew to France only to learn hours later that Edith decided to turn off all the computers that were running all the hydro grids across the USA, here and there in what became known as a blackout. Reason being that Edith had told her to turn off the electricity in the old FBI building when the electricity reached above a certain wattage to save money except for one reason or another Edith decided that all buildings, including the Whitehouse, were using to much electricity, and made the decision on her own that they should be more in tune to the environment. "Edith...???...are you the motherboard?" Estelle Parsons had purchased several computers to be used by NASA, BELL, Pentagon, CIA, FBI, and Buckingham Palace. Please don't tell me that Erin Brocovich is playing a consort to the not so royal called Prince Charles? Estelle Parsons, rumages through garbage looking for Edith the billionaire computer to retrieve the hard drives which she will leave back at the new FBI headquarters for safe keeping, that is, if a plumber, or electrician or janitor or FBI man doesn't find her parts. Problem is Dusty, Edith could overrule Jerry and well Edith is not talking. I had a horrendous nightmare about Val Kilmar. It is like I am in the studio. The movie Jim Morrison is over and I heard this screaming perhaps someone is doing a movie. It isn't the first time that I ran onto a set by mistake during filming. I did so around 1967 when Kirk Douglas was doing a waterfront scene and I ended up being filmed speaking with him in conversation about his financial problems. In my nightmare, I ran in with a knife and pointed it into the skin of Val Kilmar enough to draw blood and said to Meg Ryan, tied down on a bed, "get on Mommy's back." Beth, where did the lions come when you visited Val Kilmar in Africa? I don't know Dusty...where did the lions come from that terrorized the towns people in Africa while I was visiting? I don't feel like I am going to live very long. I feel like I am going to die much sooner than anticipated. I dream about building myself a little cottage in the woods where I can watch the wind play with the trees. I draw up plans almost daily how I can build something for under forty thousand dollars. I don't need electricity. I was raised in Balsam Creek without electricity. I dreamt about my little house last night and I am quite dead laying in a small room the size of a shed without furniture.
Another horrendous nightmare except this time it was about Sissel just after the movie Titanic had been made prior to the release of the public. Did another actress die in a presumed drunk tank? Was an understudy mistaken as Sissel? My nightmare opens with about six thousand actors sitting in the Hollywood theatre were pre screen tests are carried on to get in put as to whether the public would enjoy a movie before it is released. It is like a free test market compliments of the Guild and other Hollywood socialites. A large tank is filled to the brim with boiling water and a woman referred (in my nightmare) as Estelle Parsons is dropped into the water alive. She makes only a small "ek" and slowly her body floats down as she is scalded to death. However, a small female child and a man are also thrown in at the heels of Estelle. And, I wake up enough to say, "wait a minute...I didn't go to Hollywood with neither my daughter. And who was he? He wasn't my husband." The interesting thing about dreams is that one can reshape them and add fire. It is as if I am floating alive and I can hear each of the voices of my tormenters. I can see their faces and in my dream the face of Brad Pitt lites up at my demise. That was such a good movie. Everyone departs one by one hoping that in the morning they will have a larger piece of the pie know that one of the owners of the studios has made her departure judged by six thousand morons. No one wants everlasting life...not really...or they wouldn't have flown in to watch Jesus die in one more accident. Jesus you say? Well...it is said of Jesus that when a nun dies or one of the anointed ones that make up the Bride of Christ...Jesus dies with them. He inhabits their bodies with Holy Spirit and is in union with them. They are part of his body and he knows when a finger is missing. Estelle Parsons does not have one person in the crowd that really is her friend or so it seems. But it is like I am looking at these people like I really didn't know them. I can trace each actor to a script that I prepared...a song that I composed...to camaras...and chairs. How many of them had food from Estelle's table? I am not totally awake as my mind floats from one nightmare to the next. "How many FBI men were there for this KKK mentality?" Estelle does not need to fund the United States any more nor does she need to bank FBI people for cars and tools nor does she need to approve congress desires to bail out people with money that does not belong to politicians. "Why would anyone want to execute Estelle?" I wondered. Here's the thing. It started around 1950 with the Shirley Jane Temple skits, escalated in 1966 with the appearance of Erin Brocovich in Montreal as she stalks me there. And between 1950 a complete false profile is presented to the Guild and the courts. It is as if someone has taken all the information of all the scripts and movies that I worked on and came up with a completely distorted version of who Estelle Parsons really was like I worked on a movie and acted in it called, "Best Little Whorer House" (?1961-1967) and the word whorer is added to the Shirley Jane Temple profile. I worked on 007 with Sean Connery and "extortion" (Marnie movie), "terrorist" (?Pussy) is added. Lines from movies are brought into court like Marnie's mother is arrested during the making of Marnie and the actress didn't know what to say in court so she said what she had said that week while making the movie, "I was a prostitute when she was young and I raised her all by myself. You can see by my limp how badly I was hurt." She was in a real court but the lines????? How easy is it to create such a terror in a person that they can't see that they are not telling the truth or is it just that they have to say whatever it takes to get themselves out of a courtroom? How easy is it to get six thousand people into one room to judge an employer as not worthy of life any where on this earth? Where does it start? Is it with, "just say you want her toe?" How does the Holy Spirit dwell in homes decorated with body parts of famous actors and authors? In my nightmare about Sissel and Titanic things have reached a climax because people are starting to question the whys and whatfors. There will be no trial. These people do not believe in trials. They do not believe in cross examinations. They do not believe in allowing a defense nor time to prepare for a court. They just sit. They just go with the flow of things. They just don't care as long as it isn't them in the execution chair. Oh but it will be...it is all about copyrights and large bank accounts...isn't it? I was working once in Plaza Suite and the male lead actor turns to me and says quietly in my ear, "it is too bad you killed your husband." What in the world was he talking about? What husband? My Irish Montreal husband that I divorced quietly in the fall of 1970 in Montreal (by still being a virgin) was living a great life in Ireland. The bastard! My French Montreal husband that I divorced quietly in the fall of ?1967 in Montreal(by still being a virgin) was living with his first wife in Montreal. The bastard! My FBI husband that I married on January 02, 1966 was alive and farting and still searching for his first wife that he married at the age of six or seven years old by the name of Mariella. I am fairly sure that we divorced the second time around. Well, I placed the divorce papers on his FBI desk in LA between 1966-1971). What husband? I had no idea who he was talking about. Had he been speaking with Erin Brocovich who publicly went about to get "a nigger" off the stage? Or was it Catherine Zeta Jones who thought she had a daddy that may have been murdered by a wicked step mother? There will be no discussions, at all?, just go straight for the ax? "Oh sweetie...you don't have a daddy...and I am not your mother...and I am not your wicked step mother."
Was he speaking about Spidey who wasn't married to Claudine Longet? Spidey knew all three Claudine Longets and was probably searching for the Pink Panther diamond from the movie which Estelle Parsons owned. He dates all three Claudine's...isn't that rather suspicious? Meredith Baxter 2 enjoyed his company not to be confused with Dr. Meredith Baxter 1 surgeon from the USA army. Meredith Baxter had an encounter with Spidey. Claudine Longet (alias name) married, so it is said, to Andy William is arrested and number three, moi, flies in to play her in court as Claudine Longet was unconsicous in jail pre trial with blood spots in her ears, nose and rectum. Is that who he was referring to as "too bad you killed your husband?" No......I think Plaza Suite was ahead of the Spidey thing. I really liked Spidey who actually isn't dead at all...just sent off by Estelle Parsons with a warning to stop breaking into homes looking for the Pink Panther diamond. Courts are so time consuming and expensive don't you think? It couldn't have been Spidey. Not Alexander Gudonov...he is alive and well during the composing of the music for Titanic. I was arrested on several occassions while visiting the USA and one occassion the press had said I had "an illigetimate child" or was it "she was an unmarried mother"? And hundreds of men showed up in front of the courtroom all saying that they were my husband. Let's see the press has confused movie husbands like Goldie Hawn is said to be married to Kurt Russel...totally untrue. Did people think that Ryan O'Neil was married to Estelle Parsons because they had a marriage scene in Love Story? Then there was the marraige to Dusty Hoffman in The Graduate? Steve McQueen married an aboriginal woman not the least of who looked like an Iris Wigle. Robert Redford married an aboriginal in Jeremiah Johnson but she was not me although I was present during the making of the movie as a co writer but I was not married to Robert Redford. Movie marriages? Private Benjamen is presented with a marriage proposal albeit Al Pacino or his ?nephew and she writes down, Private Benjamen on the marriage contract because she doesn't trust actors and was afraid that anything she signed in a movie might be construed as a truth and presented to the public as a real marriage contract. "You signed it Private Benjamen." He wasn't complaining about the Private part instead of Miss part. He was complaining about the Private Benjamin which should have read to his liking I think, Estelle Parsons part. Movie husbands? I am not missing a movie husband except for Bobby Darin but I can't find his body. I dug up the grave that they said he was in and his body wasn't there. His body was not in the hospital said to work with science projects and transplants. I was handed a bottle, which I stored in a vault, and was told by non relatives that the ashes were Bobby's but in my heart I feared that he had been abducted and was in jail or a hospital somewhere in the USA. But Plaza Suite was before Bobby disappeared. Kevin Spacey wasn't missing. Was he talking about Jean Seberg/Sinead O'Conner baby? Was he referring to erroneous press releases that the Seberg baby was a nigger baby? Did someone think that Kate Nash married the black actor used in the song Pumpkin Soup (acquired taste) video on marriage? ABBA had formed around 1962 and wasn't the ABBA men. I don't know. I think it was just gossip from the Hollywood fish bowl. And a little FBI baby is dead...shot in the womb during the making of American Graffeti.
Bobby Darin may or may not have died in 1965. There were other Bobby Darin's but the first Bobby Darin was Jerry Lee Lewis' son and he may have been called Billy McGee but before Billy McGee he may have had the name of Billy ?McVoy? I don't like the name. It is very scary from 1950. Did Jerry Lee Lewis buy a contract of phoney bills under a strange USA law between 1950-1953? Is there a law that says if a "nigger is in debt that a white person can buy the debt from the creditors and the said nigger is now resold to a new creditor?" Something...did Bobby Darin buy a contract for a child called Polly Pix or Shirley Jane Temple because he could only afford to buy a child? or small debt? because he needed someone to help fix his roof and the person could work off the debt by fixing the roof? But I wasn't black. I was just a lost little girl between 4-7 years old. Did Bobby take me down to the USA every year from Canada to rebuy phoney debt contracts in my name? I didn't understand. At any rate when Jerry Lee Lewis purchased my contract he took me out of jail and sent me back to my mother but the contract may have been a guise legally under "adoption" and/or "wife". Did the 1950 laws allow white men to purchase children under the age of twelve to be used as wives? Did the USA laws say that a man "purchasing or adopting" could call the person whose debt is being purchased as his "rightful property" and if they had sex with the child they could get off in court because the law allowed for that pleasure under the form of "wife"? Well, Jerry didn't have sex with me...he sent me packing back to Canada. Was he related to Elsie Jeffrey Wigle and or the Royals? I am not sure. Thus, Bobby Darin, if the tale is true, would be my stepson and we were never going to be anything but friends until 1970 when Jerry Lee Lewis said to me after we had composed the Honkie Tonk Woman song together, "from now on I am going to call you my daughter." I wasn't thinking quite clearly. I had been arrested and Bobby Darin came forward to claim me as his wife. There may have been four Bobby Darin as Bobby Darin was a character just like Sandra Dee was a character. James Darren was also a Bobby Darin and Donald O' Conner was a Bobby Darin and Donald O'Conner had a son that was a Bobby Darin but the first Bobby Darin was the son of Jerry Lee Lewis and he may have employed others to play Bobby when Bobby had a heart attack. There was a man hanging from a tree between 1965-1972 and the FBI had called me to identify the body because they knew I was looking for Bobby Darin number one. "This isn't Bobby." "Are you sure?" I was sure. I walked away a few steps and they I gasped. I knew the actor that was hanging. It wasn't Bobby. Was it James Darren? I'm not sure. Was he hung because it was assumed that he was a light skin black person or an aboriginal who had walked on the sunny side of the street in a white neighbourhood or business area? But the man hanging was not Bobby Darin and he was neither black nor aboriginal. He was a white man playing Bobby Darin number one. Between 1965-1970 I had hot water thrown into my eyes twice - the first time by Erin Brocovich - the second time by someone hired that week by FBI and/or LA police during an interrogation. An FBI and/or LA police officer deliberately threw hot water into my face during an interrogation. I couldn't see who was playing Bobby Darin. I could only go by voices and the closest voice was a man called Kevin Spacey. Kevin has memories of Bobby...like...we had this argument way down the road, possibly 1982-1990 in an LA studio restaurant/bar which is the resting place for a lot of actors, writers and producers. He gets up and walks away from my table, turns and yells back at me, "I will never forgive you for what you did to the Corvette?" And, I am sitting there by myself saying, "what Corvette?" What Corvette was Kevin referring to and I went through a list of cars until I came to the "Janis Joplin's corvette?" "That did not belong to you Bobby! That was MY car and if I want to paint my car I can paint MY car." Was Kevin Spacey referring to the Janis Joplin Corvette? I don't know. For whatever reason he is angry and not speaking to me and doesn't want to be in the same room with me but I hid under other alias and we did a 007 type movie together but he did'nt do it as K. He made up another character and played a nasty religious type person bent on ruling the world and all it's assets.
The movie Titanic was in the finishing stages which means the editing department must go through all the thousands of reels to piece the better parts together. No movie is made in one shot. I can do a movie in a twenty four hour period if I am just in LA for the weekend. But, part of Titanic was shot off the coast of France possibly because I was visiting the Kate Nash, France Gall, Kate Bush, Sinead and ABBA management. Did I ask for an inquiry from Interpol into the disappearance of actors related to certain so called directors from Titanic that left dozens of actors in ocean waters as they retreated back to shore and LA with the only boat? I was inside Titanic doing scenes but expected the ship to be up above shooting scenes while I played downstairs. I didn't expect the Titanic to explode and go down. What a waste of money? And life right? I am back in LA for one of the screenings of Titanic and I am just horrified at what seems to be presented as stunts and computer artwork. I want to know the truth...did any actor and or mechanic die in the filming of Titanic. But wait...I am only in LA for possibly less than seven hours. I have to be home on Monday to drive a school bus. It doesn't matter what I say...I won't be back for possibly another year to several years depending on who phones to tell me another lookalike died. This time it is a Kate Winslet lookalike. If one looks very carefully at Titanic one will see two Kate Winslet. Madonna one and Madonna two...a foster child that may or may not have been one of the ten Sandra Dee surrogate babies born without belly buttons. The studios were told that "any time a foster mother or father shows up claiming that they are looking after the missing Sandra Dee babies ask them to show you their belly buttons." No belly button...wrong missing baby. At any rate I was told that a very large volume of hot water was in this huge tank for a reshot of Titanic "drowing scene". I was told that insurance adjusters from several insurance companies were present as large amounts of insurance policies had been written out by people not related to by blood nor marriage for a Kate Winslet, Madonna, Sharon Stone, Faye Dunnaway, but not Estelle Parsons possibly because they may have already done a previous run on a policy for an Estelle Parson's lookalike. The scene is set...was it Kate Winslet number 2, was about to be thrown into hot water as she carried a cold glass of ice water and gingerale, and an accident of some sort happened. Kate's foot was dangling in the hot water, and was it Ryan O'Neal and Farah Fawcett that grabbed onto her? All three tumbled into the water and unfortunately I think it may have been Farah's mongoloid daughter that jumped in to save her father. A whole family whiped out. Uncle Cookie had thrown a live geranade as he gathered with several other family members and friends at the mongoloid child acting with Farah and Estelle Parsons and she had tossed it back automatically. The group may have had more grenades and explosives and they all literally exploded according to security reels. Not all security reels can give complete pictures. They should. That was Hollywood but sometimes they don't give a complete pic if not all reels are working at the right angles. Did the Kate number two pull the other two actors into the hot water or were they trying to pull her out? Hmmm? Was this stunt a preview to some of the editing of Titanic that was to follow? Were the actors and directors watching to decide if they were going to offer investment monies which Estelle didn't need but quietly observed? I think they were investors looking for the possiblity of redoing the movie and employing their own wives as a new Kate if Kate didn't muster up. Bad movies that are dull may be some other director's dream. That was what happened with Throw Mommy from the Train...written and produced by Billy Crystal. The original movie had been turned down by all the studios. I was in town briefly flying about and he came in begging, "just take a look...I don't want you to change anything (after all it was HIS movie)...tell me what I am doing wrong?" Mr. Crystal wants to do it on his own...the directing thing...and it wasn't working. I told him and I quote, "don't go for Barbie doll...go for ugly...big...fat...balding." Why because people want the right to stare at an fat ugly balding person without being critized for staring at a fat ugly balding person. We all do it! We want to understand the science of it...the whys and wherefores. We want to be a friend on occassion because we might not be use to seeing someone different from us. It is a study of science and we are intrigued. Barbie brings out the worse in us. We have to debate whether she had a nose job and flatter boobs. People pull back from Barbie in silent rage. Now to finish the Kate Winslet lookalike death scene we have to concentrate on that glass of ice pop that she was carrying in both hands. The ice went flying along with her as she tripped or whatever...hit the inside of the glass tank and as the three or four of the actors dove into the water a crack formed and splash! Did the heavenly angels get to watch the scalding water and broken glass wash over the first front rows? Was Bruce Willis in one of the rows effected by the rush of hot water? Was he legs burnt bad enough to put him on sick leave? Nasty business....isn't it? And Bruce is a lone wolf. He doesn't travel like Dick Van Dike and others. He is NOT clannish. And he was Kate Winslet's number one's friend like before ABBA which would predate back to Clint Eastwood around 1966. Annie Fields (Estelle Parsons) had a FBI badge in her FBI drawer in the old FBI building made into a parking lot without permission with the name of Bruce Willis on it or his real name. I really like Bruce. It may have been an investor's shopping spree looking to put bids on a really bad movie plot. I can't help but wonder if those were the bodies found in the trunk of Michal Douglas? The FBI had called Canada to tell me that they had Michael in their office detaining him because bodies were found in the trunk of his car in LA. His explanation of how they got there was that I had stolen his car. "I didn't take the car. He handed me the car keys and I slid them back into his pocket." And lo and behold they were still in his pocket. The car was still at the studio parking lot where he had left it. "I went out (of the studio parking lot) with Sean Connery and his son (who sat behind me in the back seat)." It is a Sean thing. I may have time for coffee before a train or plane. He didn't want to do another 007 movie. I like safe actors. I don't pick handsome necessarily nor smart...I want safe. I want a man that does not stand to close and that breaks after a kiss or a hug and MOVES AWAY. I want a safe man that doesn't collect noses and bones. I want the lone wolves and not the packs. Whatever happened that night of the hot water tank is something I don't have to bother with personally. After all, Ryan was the son of Charston Heston. And that mongoloid belonged to him. Only Farah seemed to want her at home. There daughter knew me from charity work and always had a ready hug and kiss for me. And Mr. Heston always had a hug for me for setting a small trust fund aside for his grandaughter. He was not my employee. I paid him to roll money from bank accounts to charities. Estelle Parsons never did cut a cheque for herself although she had the right to do so just like everyone else.
1950-1953 "Shall I explain Peter Pan to you?" The panel of experts made up of politicians, police, agents and others answered yes. "Well....truth be known...Peter Pan always wanted to be a director. He feels that he is the best cameraman in the business." "Why is that?" Should I explain to these experts that Peter Pan can use the irises and dna of thousands of insects. Why work with metal when one can work with live performers? I don't think they would have understood all the many facetts of an unemployed angel. (Best be quiet Beth.) My favourite human Peter Pan is David Bowie. He was perfect in Labyrinth which I did not see until it came out. "Are you an angel David?" "Why do you ask Mary?" "I don't know. You may have angel eyes." David Bowie knew that Estelle Parsons was a good girl virgin type up to 1971. She had an epileptic seisure and was in a coma for hours perhaps a day or two. He bathed her just like Robert Wagner and his wife back between 1966-1971. "We'll have to buy a new mattress." Was it from the electrocution as requested by Nathan Knorr? Or was it a signed request from one of Knorr's bodyguards? Glen How always seemed to be present for three to five electrocutions? How does one explain it in the future to Christ Jesus? A pregnant woman electrocuted? There are very few people that really have what is called a godly fear of Jehovah. Very few people really want it seems everlasting life. They put off good behaviour for the future yet Jesus said, "work out your salvation with fear and trembling?" Why is that? "the cowards, murderers and theives will be on the outside", of the Kingdom of God, warned Jesus. They won't be there. And, if there was any reason for a second chance or even a resurrection for a court case, it would be at the end of the thousand year reign if at all. Why would anyone test out Jehovah in such a way? Isn't that also blasphamy?
""Oh how much more a severe a punishment, do you think, will the man be counted worthy who has trampled upon the Son of God and who has esteemed as of ordinary value the blood of the covenant by which he was sanctified, and who has OUTRAGED the spirit of underserved kindness with contempt? For we know him that said: "Vengenace if mine' I will recompense", and again: "Jehovah will judge his people." It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God." (Hebrews 10: 29-30 as written by the Apostle Paul to the human Jews of his time.)
How far will Jehovah go to prove a point?
Sissel, it is said, left her footprints on the moon and her fingerprints on the pole that held the American flag built without Jehovah's permission on the moon after large amounts of bombs had been stored illegally there. Surely, there are no fingerprints? Oh well, Sissel had strange fingerprints for a modern woman. She shared the same fingerprints as one of her great grandparents - Queen Victoria. Not necessarily completely the same but almost one hundred percent the same. Jehovah is a wonderful God. Do you believe in the resurrection? I do. And I believe in angels.
I also believe in the truths of the Bible. One truth is found in Psalms 35, "Do conduct my case, O Jehovah, against my opponents; War against those warring against me. Take hold of buckler and large shield, And do rise up in assistance of me, Amd draw spear and double ax to meet those pursuing me, Say to my soul: "I AM YOUR SALVATION." May those be ashamed and humiliated who are hunting for my soul. May those be turned back and be abashed who are scheming calamity for me. May they become like chaff before the wind, and let Jehovah's angel be pushing them along. Let their way become darkness and slippery places And let Jehovah's angel be pursing them. For without cause they have hid for me their netted pit' Without cause they have dug it for my soul. Let ruin come upon him without his knowing and let his OWN net that he hid catch him' with ruin let him fall into it. But let my own soul be joyful in Jehovah' Let it exult his salvation, Lt all my bones themselves say; "O Jehovah, who is there like you, delivering the afflicted one from one stronger than he is and the afflicted and poor one from the one robbing him?" Violent witnesses rise up; What I have not known they ask me. They reward me with no good. Bereavement to my soul. .......at my limping they rejoiced and gathered together; They have gathered together against me, sriking me down when I did not know it' They ripped me to pieces and did not keep silent. "We have swallowed (her) him up." Let those be ashamed and abashed all together who are joyful at my calamity. Let those be cothed with shame and humiliation who are assuming great airs agiainst me.
I will laud you in the big congregation (Heavenly Jerusalem) ...and let my own tongue utter in an undertone your righteousness all day long your praise."
"Why are those cars still on the road?" (LA year a year to several later). Was it because the FBI and LA police and CIA were waiting to see who would show up to take them away? "Why didn't you move them?" There was no explanation. Was it because it was too expensive? Was it because the police and agents thought that FBI John Howard Douglas mite be watching the road 24? "That's ridiculous." I took several agents and acouple of mechanics to the scene where three dare devil racers decided to chase John Howard Douglas and wife (ex or otherwise) off the road, repeatedly shooting at them. "What happened?" The racers and would be murderers were behind the old car made with normal dent type materal. The assissinators had the upper hand. "The bodies are still inside!!!" "We couldn't get the doors opened. They were weilded shut." And, it was true. The racers had the doors weilded shut. In effect, there were no door handles nor cracks to open. "We figure the only way they could get in and out of the vehicle was to roll down at least one of the windows. And we couldn't break the glass. It is bullet proof and shock proof." "Why didn't the windows come down?" "We couldn't get under the hood to take a look as there was no hood latch (nor trunk latch) but we think that the car was running on a battery and perhaps just a few gallons of gas. Look under here ....there is no gas tank." "So what do you think happened?" "Our guess is that the car was designed to run a short distance and they over ran the distance and ran out of gas. It may be that the motor overheated because there were no air vents and set the electrical on fire." We slid under one of the cars together. "What's this?" "Look's like a bomb?????!!!!" "So...what we have here is three cars that were made possibly for the sole reasons of killing an FBI serial hunter type person and the mechanics may or may not have sabotaged the work knowing that the motors would set on fire the electrical and that the occupents would not get out.....right???....and if that didn't work...the mechanics or someone closely working with these racers had a back up plan in the manner of a bomb?" He, they shrugged their shoulders. It was all just guess work. "They died of dehydration." "Well, the kid didn't. His father shot him." "They literally burned to death. The whole car became one mega oven out there in the sun." Nasty! Really nasty business! But why? Every mechanic devises has what is known as a closing womb. Estelle Parsons knew that because she had been involved with the initial design of the 1966-1971 of new bank vaults made with material that could not be wielded...a vault that could not be robbed and she owned the copyright and the company making the vaults. If there was no crack in the design of these cars then the occupants would have to be buried car and all. "Do you have any idea who was in the cars?" "We think that it might have been Michael Douglas and his son Allen. Ryan O'Neil's son and possibly Leonard Cohen's son and the other we don't know." Why? I knew Allen. We did Fatal Attraction together but we had him act as a girl to throw off scam artists that might look for him after school. I knew Ryan O'Neil's son...I did a cowboy movie script for him and taught him how to cry for the crying scene. And Leo's son I had invited into my office on a brief trip to assign him a movie script. I really loved these actors. Were they just trying to scare Estelle Parsons and the whole thing blew up in their faces? I don't know. I am not even sure if those are the bodies of those actors or if this is another trumped up murder scene after the facts to make it look like murder suicide. "We have a file on the O'Neil kid. His father almost killed him several times. There was no love between them." Michael loved his son Allen. Was he trying to direct a movie without asking permission knowing that the actress would just automatically jump into gear? It's an old Barrymore trick. Don't tell the actors that they are being filmed and a movie is in the making...just let them go with the flow. I don't investigate. The cars were over investigated. I don't have the time and well...it has nothing to do with me...still....I found myself praying and grieving the loss. I really liked Michael. I bent over backwards for him. I used him to hide behind like in the One Flew Over the CooCoo's Nest. He was not the director but placed his name on it only after my constantly nagging him. I don't want to be seen and known publicly...was that a mistake? "Where's Chareston Heston?"
One could argue that the dead occupents in said racing cars were the same as the racers chasing FBI man John Howard Douglas but we didn't get a really good look at the occupants. One young man may have button the window of this indistructible car but Michael Douglas is said to have been sitting in the back of one of the cars with his son Allen. One could argue that the occupents may have been out for revenge for unproved reasons based upon vicious gossip. Gossip Lee Grant killed her husband right? What husband? It was just a pretend relationship to hide one of the Sandra Dee surrogate babies. Lee never stepped a foot into the garden except once when the child was placed for photos so the child could be handed a photo and say, "this is what your mother looked like before she died" or whatever. The photo was to be a lifeline to Estelle Parsons if the need should ever arise. Lee Grant was a said prostitute and also went by the name of Anne Margaret. Anne Margaret was Anne Margaret dating Oliver Reed, Estelle's cousin from Ireland who may or may not have had royal blood. If Oliver had been chosen to sit on the throne the world would have shivered when he walked and barked I think? Leo Cohen was arrested falsely on stage in front of camera and audience by Annie Fields. That is true. Estelle Parsons went on stage to soothe a Pentecostal wife who was crying because she was always picked on by the press. Estelle wanted to say to her and to everyone, "so this happened and that happened, and Mr. Baker did this and that...get over it...Jesus does not want you to cry forever," and who walks out onto the stage Leo Cohen because in his mind Estelle is picking on Tammy Faye. He just didn't listen long enough to see it was the other way around. Estelle Parsons is there in LA this time because it was either when Anne Margaret's body was found in a LA saw mill stuck between saw blades and was called by FBI to be told that the body was identified as mine or it may have been when Agnethea from ABBA went missing in 1978 and was presumed dead...last person seen with was Donald Trump and the Gibb brothers and clan. Leo told the audience that he had sex with me and I was a fornicator needing repentance or something. "When did we have sex?" I was in shock. He related the whole story. "What hotel?" It wasn't a hotel. It was on the floor in a studio back room somewhere. "I would have remembered I think if I had sex on a hard wooden floor. Why didn't you take me to a hotel?" Why would I have sex on a floor in the dark with a man that was not my husband? And he paid for it. As soon as he the word "paid", I arrested him on suspicion of the murder of Anne Margaret. Did Anne Margaret prostitute herself to pay for her husband's medications and nurses and constant twenty four hour care? She had come to my office complaining. "Why do they always pick you? I can sing and dance better than you. I practice for hours every day." I never practise. I do one shot and what you get is what you get and everyone else can learn to fit their feet into mine. I dress the part, act the part, so the actress can see what I want. I think visual for most dyslexics and possibly mentally ill act better when they watch and see what is expected of them. I did this in Places in the Heart. One of the Sally Fields could not cry. I can cry buckets. One fatter face Sally and one thin face Sally and one or both may be wearing dentures. I am the writer, directer, producer, composer. I am on occassion The Bitch. I showed my FBI badge to the cameras and audience before throwing Leo down and handcuffing him. "What we have here is a failure to communicate." "What we need here is more women police officers!!!" He was arrested. I went home but the charges of possibly being involved with the Anne Margaret investigation was dropped against him or so I thought. There may or may not be a room in a studio and a said hard floor where an actress may decide or not decide to make more money for meds or whatever. However, if Leo had murdered Anne Margaret he would not have confessed to have having sex with her implicating himself in her murder unless the press want to say she "tripped" or committed suicide by throwing herself in front of a saw vagina first. It became murder suspect when the press said she was me. The next year I returned to LA only to have Leo's daughter come to explain to me how horrid her life was after her father went to jail. "He's in jail!?!" I had no idea that Leo was in jail and his being in jail may not have had anything to do with what happened that day in the studio with Tammy Faye. It may or may not have had anything to do with his implying that he raped and paid the wife of John Howard Douglas to have sex with him. It may have been for a traffic violation. One thing stood out in my mind. I didn't press charges. He didn't have sex with me. Dream on lover boy. Which brings us back to the hot water tank. Was his daughter sitting in the front row when the tank exploded? Well...I am not sure explosion fits in here because I didn't actually see it. Was it said that the water was so hot that the glass was starting to balloon forming thin sheets of air bubbles? Was it said that the water was so hot that the glass was melting and bending and all it needed as it thinned out by the swelling oxygen trapped between the sheets of glass was ice water to cause the shock which caused the crack which caused the water to explode out onto ?Jen? Was it Jen? I don't know. I wasn't given all the details. John Howard Douglas is not a mechanic. He doesn't have the money and know how to build racing cars nor large tanks. Where does a person buy a furnace that would create massive heat used to melt down metal or waterver? Where does one buy bullet proof materials to build a car? Where does one get the know how to build an unterwater trap for three vacationers for the pre test of Sphere? Why would anyone want to kill me? I don't ask for money even though it belongs to me. I write scripts, compose songs, designate responsibilities for charities...??? Why would they replace me with someone wanting a million to a zillion dollar pay cheque? I don't know. I like Leo Cohen's poems but then I liked Jim Morrison's poems. Hmmm? 1966-1970 I was terrified of nakedness, intimacy and sex and friendship and love and greetings like "you are beautiful." "I am not beautiful. I wish you would stop saying that." I hear the expression and it makes me want to vomit. My theory about anorexia is that the girl's don't want breasts because someone might say, "you are beautiful and would you like to have sex with me or suck on the thing." "Just say. Thank you. Is it that hard? I say to you, "you are beautiful...and you say in return, thank you." Good suggestion...it ends the conversation. I made what I call one minute friends. I may see them again, in a few years, for another one minute encounter. One such couple was Mick Jagger and his girlfriend. They know that I don't want them standing next to me. And, don't hug me. In fact, if you don't have to speak with me...don't speak. I am hugging the walls and disappering into the chairs. I can't move. I can't speak. I can't sing. I can whisper. Sinead O'Connor can whisper a word now and then and slowly she starts to sing. Can't speak but can sing...that's a beginning. Mick's girlfriends said to me, "what can we do to help?" "I don't know." I had to think about it. "I want to win. They want me to lose. They want me to disappear completely. They want me to commit suicide. They want me dead." "Who?" Sinead can't say who. She doesn't understand the who and the why. "I want to get back up." Theodore Melboure Wigle always taught her to get back up on the horse. Robert Rae Wigle taught her to get back up on the skis. "I want to overcome my fear of nakedness." I wanted to show the rape and torture film that the artists from the Watchtower had made to impress and amuse their host of friends. "It's important for me to learn not to be afraid of nakedness." Nakedness is not a sin. God made Adam and Eve naked and said it was "perfect". "I want to learn not to be afraid of a man's nakedness." They came up with a plan. We would take a bath together. The water would hide my nakedness but I would still be almost naked in front of a person and pesons and we could step out of the bathtub and nothing horrible would happen. No one here was going to drill a hole in my head to push in worms and condoms. No one was going to put ants in my pants and behind my eyes. No one was going to use a drill to make a hole large enough in my vagina to shove a broom stick in up to shoulder blade, cut it off and leave it there for the Montreal courtroom where I would be charged with assulting the rapists. No one here was going to push three knives backwards into my rectum along with glass and razar parts. No one here was going to put glass in my sandwiches nor Chlor in my drinks to shut down my heart. This was a safe person. These were people that did not have a Bible of their own. These were people that spent their monies on the poor and understood that I might want to do the same. These were people that would never hold my hand nor crush me with all sorts of envious plans. These were people that would speak softly and let me go and wait for me to approach them if the need ever arose. And Sinead got stronger and stronger and stronger. "Do you have a list of passengers on the highjack plan?" "Sinead O'Connor's name is on the list." Yes, people travel to and from from Ireland and the Dominican Republic and from Rwanda to get black nuns left behind out...what of it? Sinead sees hundreds of blacks, whole families, butchered and heads cut off and arms sliced as the blacks moved across the African frontier. She curls up as tightly as she can in her seat and covers her ears. The last thing she wants to see is some white man, who may or may not have been stalking her for close to forty years slice a white woman's throat or any woman's. "Don't take off that seat belt." But she did.
Have you ever watched the movie YUMA with Russel Crowe? Some people wonder how a movie is made. Where do the ideas come from? Why were these people picked to play the part. It is quite simple in explaining YUMA. Once upon a time, not so long ago, there was a USA clan of farmers that ran out of money. They had cattle and farmland but if they didn't come up with a way of making money they would lose the cattle first then the land. So, between about thirty to forty clansmen they decided that maybe they could make a movie. It doesn't make sence I know but desparate people make stupid moves. "If we could only make a movie we would be able to afford feed for the animals." If they could afford feed, the cattle would produce calves and the older animals could be sold for food. Good idea! They presented the idea to all the studios inquiring if any cattle stunt me were needed and eventually the idea came to the desk of Estelle Parsons which she frequented from time to time in spaces of one to ten years. Now if anyone knew anything about Estelle she was a person all for the farmers. Without farmers there would be no grocery stores and without grocery stores people would starve. She smiled. The only two people not clans people were the people called Russel Crowe and Estelle Parsons. At the end of the movie the man without half a leg would be operated on and when he woked up he would look down and see a leg. Okay it once belonged to someone else and okay Estelle Parsons had made a special formula playing with dna to be used sparingly, with or without Jehovah's permission, for transplanting organs. The thing is that within seven years the transplanted leg would belong to the man operated on. Within one year the recipient would own from sole of foot to the ankle. It sounds bizarre but isn't using wood and steel also bizarre? Within half a year the recipent would own half of the leg. It isn't the perfect answer and for Estelle Parsons for some unknown reason she will not relent...send her to Gehenna or do whatever but this person could have his own leg back within seven years and be employable and not have to worry about starving. Perhaps her decision is part shock. It is never wise to pit one's wisdom against the almighty but she can't make any other decision. The farmer in the movie without the leg is a good person. Estelle has met very little good people. They are all good people belonging to the same clan. This farmer could never fill a tub of water with hot water because he wanted revenge to watch his neighbour die in excruciating pain. Good people don't treat humans like pigs. Good people don't torture. He is valuable in her eyes not as a lover not as a friend but as a farmer....as a Christian. These farmers are so desparate to save their live stock and farmlands that they actually shot one another. A son and grandson shoot each other. The grandfather felt he was indespensible. How sad that people should be forced to sacrifice themselves so that someone, at least one of them could make enough money to save the animals. It was the same with the movie The Last of the Mohicans. Estelle inqired from an aborigianl actor, "why did you shoot your brother? Why did he fall over the cliff?" "We needed money." An aboriginal actor in The Last of the Mochicans asked his own kin to kill him to make the movie look genuine so that the descendents would have a movie that people could feel was believable. Dislexics? Why not pretend? Did it have to be so real? People do desparate things in the fear of the moment I think. I liked the YUMA people very much...they felt like Balsam Creek people. I think they would have liked Balsam Cree.
Ben Foster was my favourite actor in 3:10 to YUMA. Peter Fonda was NEVER in the movie. I don't know why he is being billed with the YUMA crowd? YUMA was the WHOLE TOWN of a small town in the USA that were desparate to save their way of living. Was it a year of drought? They were all farmers...hundreds of them mostly related through centuries of inbreeding...third cousins marrying third cousins. Russel Crowe didn't actually want to do the movie in the beginning. Why? Because he is a lazy son of a bitch that may or may not have a belly button and who may or may not be related to J. E. Hoover. LAZY!!! I can't say it enough. Terrible things happen at the end of movies. For example, in a science flick with Ewan McGregor where he plays a clone bred for transplant parts at the end of the movie the audience does not see the arrival of certain men from LA USA that took machine guns and mowed the actors down in the field. So what if I ran and jumped up onto a helicopter after filling my top with dirt? So what? So what if I took the dirt and filled the gas tank with dirt causing the said helicopter to fall down the cliff. So what? They shot innocent actors in a bid to kill the last royal successor to the throne of England. I cannot feel sad for them. I can't feel sad for terroist that take over a plane under phoney arrangements. Were they going to say that Sinead O'Connor gave herself up for the killing of Sharon Tate and/or Faye Dunnaway. She wasn't dead. Both Sharon Tates were not dead. Something happened that was evil when the town took the reels back into Hollywood. Something very evil but I can't remember what it was at all. Actors die at the end of movies accidentally right? while so called investors take over the goodies...but not this time...these are farmers...desparate to save the farm land and their town. Estelle Parsons was NOT going to be dead at the end of this movie. Mr. Foster was extremely hurt at the end of the movie. I think it was the cattle ran over him or it was that he was caught in the rubble from the dynamite explosion in the cave...can't remember but he survived and he did the last scene and we painted in the blood flowing from the back after he was shot by Russel Crowe before RC ascended into the train for a short trip before he breaks out down the road.But something happened at the studio where other Hollywood actors not involved in the movie may have tried for a takeover. I hope they weren't successful. I hope that the farmers won and that the monies made from 3:10 to YUMA went to the farmers.
I have a problem with the hot water aquarium placed on the Hollywood stage where prominent actors and press where watching the slow releasing of ??? possibly stunts or swimmers involved in the production of the movie Titanic. I say this only because it is assumed that Kate Winslet understudy was pushed or tripped into the tank. It is so easy to conclude that it was all an accident and that the real targets were those sitting in the first few rows like Jane Fonda and the mother and clan belonging to Leo Cohen. Was it Jane Fonda that originally ordered the tank to be constructed? Something? The question comes to the mind: Were any of these victims possibly involved in the brutal rape murder of a Portuguese nun that had been arrested falsely and falsely identified as Estelle Parsons who had been falsely accused of not paying a traffic ticket which she paid herself personally because she didn't want to be stalked over the false ticket relentlessly? I want to feel sorry for these victims. Yet my heart has become like stone somewhere between the rape and murder of Agnethea of ABBA 1978 and the brutal rape and murder of the Portuguese nun who had been raped minute by minute it is said by hundreds of men and women, cut up while alive, starting with the tongue and hands, whose vagina became one with the rectum as the flesh inside was rubbed away by people identified as good and righteous Christians outstanding in their performance of public community work. If there was a plan to kill off each person involved with the death of the innocent Portuguese nun then what is it to me? IF these ones were involved in some way with the sledge hammer attack on an actress from Crocodile Dundee and the sledgehammer to Cher's face....then what? IF these ones were involved with the removal of other actors faces, both male and female, hands, ears and feet, then how am I to feel? During the screening of Titanic, where I was seen walking up and down the aisles questioning people as to the whereabouts of certain Titanic actors and the legality of not providing boats to rescue said actors, I had waved over to my side Jane Fonda and gave her a hug to show that it was time to forgive her. For what? Had Jane Fonda been involved in embezzling funds from Pier Angelina another name for Estelle Parsons? Or was it just rumoured that Jane Fonda and Peter Fonda insisted that they wrote scripts like Forbidden Kingdom, In the Heat of the Nignt, Fiddler on the Roof, The King and I, Oliver, The Sound of Music, The Nun's Story (a true life story of Sinead O'Connor), My Fair Lady, 3:10 to Yuma, Shampoo, The Other Woman (a partial documentary on Estelle Parsons after a severe loss of memory 1970-?)????? Was Peter Fonda caught several times impersonating Clint Eastwood? Well...maybe he was an understudy. There were about three Clint Eastwood understudies and Kevin Bacon was one of them. Kevin Bacon had to finish parts of Eiger Mountain after Clint Eastwood had a fall up on the mountain and film was shot by mountaineers and police, public and Hollywood, of Estelle Parsons climbing up the mountain by herself to bring him down. There were four actors involved in the Clint Eastwood persona. Problem is we have one person on this side of the table and six thousand on the other side of the table all hoping for a larger piece of the pie...possibly...right? After the hug, I had one of the studio's call up Jane Fonda to place her in the spotlight and she seemed very nervous and humbled in some way. She really wanted the chance to start all over again. I believe in forgiveness up to a point. I believe in forgiveness when a sinner has shown some display of wanting to be a better person and showing some desire, no matter how small, to put things right with the Lord. How can a person be forgiven if they keep on hurting others over and over again? The Apostle Paul said to mark such a person so that they would be moved to shame. "Quit mixing in company with anyone called a brother that is a fornicator or a greedy person or an idolater or a reviler or a drunkard or an extortioner, not even eating with sucha man..."Remove the wicked man from among yourselves.'" 1(1` Cor. 5:11-13, 1 Tim. 5:20, Gal. 6:1) I have never marked a person quickly reminding myself that I too am a sinner. And even with people that have marked me rightly or erroneously, I have not marked. Even people that have gossiped and twisted about conversations and events I have been slow to condemn leaving the matter with Christ Jesus and the angels. Have I ever stopped speaking with an unrepentive sinner...yes...I have marked four people in about sixty years? To mark someone would be sending them towards Gehenna without mercy. I send them in my prayers to the end of the thousand year reign of Christ Jesus. Perhaps, for some, it may take almost a thousand years to get over the pain and humiliation. I can't underestimate the power of Christ Jesus putting limits on who he can forgive and who he can wash clean and bring into perfection. The Bible condemns certain classes of people and even then in the book of Revelation, Jezebel (the stoner of prophets and nuns) is condemed to death and yet we read, do we not, "Nevertheless, I do hold this against you, that you tolerate that woman Jezebel (rebellious group comprised of both men and women), who calls herself a prophetess, and she teaches and misleads my slaves to commit fornication and to eat things sacrificed to idols. And I gave her time to repent, but she is not willing to repent of her fornication (with the political systems, entertainment and the spirit of this world). Look! I am about to throw her into a sickbed, and those committing adultery with her (carrying out ungodly plans that break all of the Bible's principles like stealing properties that belong to others as did the first fleshly Jezebel, murdering people for the sake of gain)into great tribulation, unless they repent of her deeds. And her children I will kill with deadly plague, so that all the congregations will know that I am He who searches the kidnesy and hearts, and I will give to you individually accourding to YOUR deeds (Revelation2: 20-23)." Leann Rimes came to the understanding that she had a choice to make which was to continue to downplay the role of fornicators and gay sins or to repent, change, and bring her thinking and actions in to line with that of Christ Jesus. Perhaps, this understanding came because she started to take the wine and bread that represented Christ Jesus in 1979, although she had always maintained that she wanted to part of the Heavenly judges from the time she was a little girl. IT takes more than effort. It takes committment. She reminds Christ Jesus and Jehovah that if Montreal 1967 had never happened and LA 1967-1970 had not torn her apart, she may never have included sin in her movies. We all must make a choice of whether to bring ourselves in line with Christ Jesus and have his mind or that of Jezebel and Satan. We cannot bring tainted things into the Heavenly Temple and place it there at the gates...it simply would not be accepted. I am reminded when dealing with Jane Fonda that I too am an imperfect woman and a sinner and I will be also judged. Was it murder and suicide? Did one of the victims take out large insurance policies on some of the victims sitting in the front? People will say it was just an accident. That the thermostates regulating the temperature was off. It was staged too well. Kate Winslet understudy was asked to carry two large containers of pop loaded with ice. It may be thought that this was done so she wouldn't be able to hang onto anything while being pushed into the tank. Why not pop without the ice? The ice was very important. "She peaed. They peaed." The victims falling into the tank peaed and the first victim to fall to the bottom peaed at the bottom of the tank and the crack went straight up. Pea is warm but obviously colder than the bowing glass. I am not clear as to whether the mongoloid survived? IF so, it could be that the water closer to the top was cold enough to survive and the waters closer to the heaters were hot enough to disable an adult? Problem is that if one had picked this way to get rid of Ryan O'Neal they may not have been thinking to clearly. Why is that? Didn't he have AIDS? The waters, it is said, turned red when the skin shedded. Opps! Too late. Even the cleaners may have picked up the virus. And splashes from the waters may have reached out to the chairs. It is so sad. Le ann Rimes made a good choice. She replaced Lizard King with Heavenly Jesus once and for all.
Now neither Farah Fawcett nor Kate Winslet understudy were bleeding. However, Ryan O'Neil's blood was turning the hot water red. Did he have a gun on him and was trying to shoot his way out of the tank? Farah could not swim and drowned. Her mongoloid daughter had crawled out on her own. Kate Winslet understudy was handed two large containers of pop and ice and asked if she could take it over to someone at the side of the stage but it was never actually proven that anyone was standing over there or behind the curtain. The problem is that if Ryan really had accidentally or deliberately tripped the understudy, well, the accident didn't go over to well. Most people, it is assumed will push their hands forward to stop their fall landing on their tummies. But, in this case, the pop did not go forward, it went straight up with the arms and plunged over crashing into the sides of the glass tank. In the meantime, Kate tried to steady herself as her body twisted up which means she was meant to land on her back and as she went over the sides of the tank she automatically clutched at Ryan O'Neil's leg. Ryan was never an alter boy so to speak. He had been asked by studio executives during the filming of Love Story if he had been on the set at the end of the movie. Why? Because someone had beaten Ali McGraw into unconsciousness. Tommy Lee found her and called for help. Leo Cohen's daughter had left a message for Estelle Parsons which Estelle didn't get until almost a year later after she had to fly in from Canada because of a strike or something....after a phone call. "My father is in prison." That was quite a surprise. "Why is your father in prison?" Did she think that Leo's on stage confession that he thought he had sex with Estelle Parsons was part of a plot against her father? I don't care what people do with each other. It is none of my business. He didn't have sex with me. She explained that while he was in prison that there was a break in at Leo's home. Was she and her mother badly beaten? I can't remember. I took her out shopping with me. Wrote two scripts for her and her brother...called the prison to find out that there were no real charges against Leo....got him out of jail...then flew home. But, the first time when Tammy Faye was still alive and on stage with us, after I flew home, I had been recognized by JW Peggy Mauro. "I saw the whole thing. I don't blame you for being so upset." I didn't think that Estelle looked that much like me on stage...maybe I forgot the wig? I am not at war with the Cohen's. The jail only allowed one phone call and when no one responded to Leo's one phone call ...he was just kept. How does that work? "You can make one phone call." After the arrest...yes...but one phone call in a life time or one phone call a day? Leo was not involved in the murder of a actress. She may have been murdered later that night and or several days later. She was alive after their rendezvous. He thought she was me and felt quite safe to come out and tell the whole world what a great time he had. The same thing happened with the arrest of both Audrey Hepburn's except with Audrey she was told her lawyer and a family member made the one phone call for her. They were never given access to a phone during several arrests from 1966-1970. And, for some unknown reason, was Leo's bank accounts and assets seized? How many actors have to be beaten or arrested or die before someone shouts, "I think there is something wrong here in LaLa land." Why would he lose all his assets I wonder? Did he have an unassigned lawyer paying himself for all the fees involved in making a phone call for a client that he had not employed? Or did pretend relatives of an actress that was assumed raped made a little wealthier for suing Leo in court? Another actress is missing and presumed dead. Was it Connie Stevens? Connie was employed by Estelle Parsons to babysit two surrogate test tube babies because neither Natalie Wood nor myself wanted the babies to be flushed down the toilet after a break in at a University lab. Two test tube babies may have meant two trustfunds. Anne Margaret was to overlook a small trustfund and shuffle monies for Estelle into charities. Natalie Wood was to shuffle monies into charities. So was Connie. So was Robin Williams and Robin did it on a mega level...he included his own monies and did a wonderful job until he was accused of embezzling monies from Catherine Zeta Jone who had nothing to do with the studio account. She wasn't realted in the least to me nor to Robin. This was not her account nor that of anyone realted to her. It was just a big misunderstanding on the part of Cat and Michael Douglas who may have considered himself Estelle Parsons son in law? But, I thought that went to Bruce Willis???? And Sean Penn? And Nicholas Cage? And Bobby Vinton. Arafat also had a trust fund to oversee. I wonder if any Americans ever tried to take over that trustfund for the needy Palestians removed from Israel to the Jordon? Nothing surprises me. But Jane Fonda was never hired to take care of studio funds. However, I needed once to get into one of my studios and either Clint or someone else had changed the locks and she brought me a key. I may have wanted to move copyrights and mortgage papers out of the studios to an undisclosed location. And, for that kind gesture, did I write a script for her to get her back up on stage? Clint moved monies for Estelle and so did Richard Dryefuss from Fiddler on the Roof trust fund for Jews only. Was Catherine going to arrest everyone because the poor needed to be fed I wonder? Peter Fonda did not have permission to place his name on 3:10 to YUMA. Those farmers wrote, directed, stared in the film...a bid to save their farms and town. Russel Crowe, myself, and Estelle Parson's adopted son, one of the McCarthy boys were the strangers. Well, they weren't really General McCarthy's sons, he was a babysitter. They were the sons of Rottier, a raped and murdered babysitter. McGiver...I can't remember who his mother and father were but there were so many children dropped off as the Sandra Dee missing babies. Or maybe he is or is not Clint Eastwood's son???? Run everyone...Cat still might be mewing.
One never can predict the outcome of a stunt. For example, the three racing cars shooting at John Howard Douglas and his estranged wife and/or ex. Estelle slams on the brakes and the back of their car jumps up onto the hood of the offender that was trying to run them off the road. Estelle is an experience race driver back in 1967-69 speeding on the raceways with Paul Newman and son. And, that is the limit to her car racing days. However, picking up where we left off. The driver with the car bumper blocking his view did a smart thing...he rolled down his window to take a look outside. And, John and Estelle continue on their way arguing about the last ten to twenty years but not including 1950-1957 because he does not recognize her as his first baby wife called Mariella when they had first married so they wouldn't have to testify against one another in court during their baby years. They went on their way not even noticing that the three cars had stopped running. They thought that racers gave up the chase after a good scare. The cars literally just stopped working all at the same time and same distance within yards of each other. The car that had the bumper on their hood traveled the furthest as it was being literally towed from the front car. The FBI told Estelle, a year later, when she inquired why those cars were on the road, and it was all explained to her over and over again. "The window was down on the first car. We ascertained that the occupants climbed out of the car and are now hiding." Were they guessing at the occupants of the other two cars? Or did they other occupants have cell phones on them that wouldn't have worked in such a closed in area. Our guess was that the motors burned up the electrical cords to the window, the fuses may have caught on fire and the batteries may have exploded under the hood because of no ventilation. Oh...I am getting depressed. Heaven is starting to look really good right now.
Did I meet this Egyptian angel before? I was thinking about it all night long? I had gone to Israel, presumably 1967 to buy land for the displaced Moslems on the Gaza Strip and to fund a trustfund for Arafat to use to help them relocate to the Jorden. It is the kind Christian thing to do. It is the Abraham thing to do. It is the just thing to do especially when Arafat had Jewish dna. I was dropped off in the middle of a desert by extremist and had time to think about things. The desert was the Moses route and it was like, "wow...I know you meant for me to die out here from lack of drink but wow...what a place to live and die in." Was it so far out like Mount Sinai? Something...something...something? Did I go into a cave near Mount Sinai? Were there angels in said cave and a powerful angel that was not going to let me leave? It is like following the Bible road map, Abraham's wife Sarai is abducted into the harem of Pharoah and she has quite a time getting loose...twice in fact. How powerful? Powerful enough to make me forget that I saw his face? Was that where the Alanis Egyptian angel took a short cut to the USA? No...I don't think so. And, I don't think that he was the strong angel from The Sphere. Was this a new angel? Had someone robbed Egypt's tombs and brought Ra to the USA deliberately? He must have been close by? Near a museum? Did he hear my song? Saw my nudity? "This woman belongs to ?Jesus?" That would be a curiosity even for Ra but to go into his theatre with an spiritual escort that he was not expecting? Were the so called anointed ones from Bethel following me to see what I was up to before deciding whether to disfellowship me for whatever? I feel sorry for the Phantom of the Opera. I feel like the Egyptians were right...he may be half human or half angel...an angel born with a deformity...a ?Cyrus the Great angel? I did find the body of a man with scrolls and hid the body away as soon the properties would be used for houses but not on the Gaza and not on the Sinai. It was a man that had valued Jehovah and kept his word with him night and day. Daniel?
Back to The Phantom of the Opera. Sissel was asked to sing a song in New York in a theatre but as soon as she entered into the premises she heard a distinct meow. It would not be Sissel going on stage it would be Alanis Morrisette but not Alanis singing neither Janis Joplin nor Alanis but Ra would take the opportunity to address Christina, the prima donna, where they last took off. The thoughts he would feed into her mind would be expressed in song by her for him so that everyone could hear Ra speaking to Christina. That may explain the dinosaur teeth, the short dinosaur arm and the grin. Ra is flattered that Christina takes as much time to read and think about him as she does with Christ Jesus. In fact, most of her plays, stories and songs are with him in mind. And, Ra is amused that the "stoics" are playing with his protegy as they "squirm" in her presence knowing that they are the fakes in the scheme of things. Stoics is such a good word to use. It is defined as people that are in agreement that Zeus was right in a lecture of a long time ago, that all science, properties and relations are unvarying. Did Ra have advanced knowledge that Alanis was going to have a hot bath that night which may or may not have predetermined. Ja has several rules. One, those that arrange hot baths get hot baths. Two, that there is no one higher in the scheme of things except Jehovah and there is no worldly government higher than that of Satan. Satan is a left arm to be used as the executioner. He is on time. It is ?half past seven. Was Sissel to be the first performer, as always? Sissel performs to a half baked audience. Most there appreciated the performance but it was not a song to their taste buds. It was a hard to explain song. About two hunded ministers from a local Kingdom Hall may have been in attendance or maybe not. Ra is amused. Zeus had said it right...go for virtue and not for the passionate things. Was Ryan O'Neil of the JW faith? The orchestra may have been expecting this song or that but they are prepared with special televisions for the note taking. This screen may have just shown the piano fingers and notes as the pianist played and they could follow perhaps a note or two behind. Thus, not all the violinists were playing at the same speed as seen. It was scratchy but scratchy fitted in quite well with The Phantom theme. Was the conducter also a JW elder? The song is over and there is a break while the conducter takes his seat with the audience for "what's next?" Was it President Clinton and Hilary that was going to leave? Alanis is invited back but not from the ground floor level. She is taken up to the ?fifth level for one reason or another...a ?short cut. Across the hot water tank that sits on the ground level to the ?fifth story, which may or may not be about ten to fifteen feet across is a wide plank that looks safe enough to walk across. Sean Penn takes the lead. Alanis is second carrying two containers for Sean or Ryan and they may also be bringing drinks across. The mongoloid daughter was not invited to go across. But, she ran away from her mother, "Iris, Iris", she called with warmth. Farah chased after her and it seemed that the plank was made to only take two to four people at a time. It was one or several pounds overweight and well....unfortunately...we all fell in. I told Sean, who couldn't swim to get on my shoulders, Ryan couldn't swim nor could Farah. The depth of the water was too low as Sean Penn tried to grab my arm to pull me up but I could feel coldness on my feet, waved goodbye and doved down to the bottom to the cold current. Sean Connery was running as showed by security camaras and his son to help out. Richard Clayderman Jr, who Richard thought was my son (which was ridiculous...but maybe he didn't have a bellybutton). Richard procured a hose I think and I went back to the top and was rescued and somewhere leaving Richard's coat that he had threwn in for me to rest upon at the bottom. It may have been that the ice current cooled the buttons and the cold button smacked one of the glass panels or it may have been that the glass was going to crack from the ice melt or maybe the ice bubbles as the electrical cords may have melted something somewhere and the hot went to cold....something scientific that someone just didn't measure in and spash. I had a nightmare about it last night. I left to go on tour and Alanis can be seen shaking her fingers to keep the blood flowing to bring feeling back into them during the new song Learn and when she wasn't doing that her hands were in ice water and her body in a tub of ice for hours at a time. The first thing to do when scalded is apply ice and get the fat to harden so that no melted fat pus sacks are formed and no boils. Sean, it is said, went into the hospital for several weeks as did others. "Learn" is a song based upon inexperience and experience. One must learn what to touch and not to touch especially if one wants to go to Heaven or even to live on the earth forever. If one loves the wrong thing one can be burned. It is said that Jesus "learned obedience by the things he suffered" (Hebrews 5:8). My skin is so painful. Did some of my skin die and the good cells are pulling on the dead cells? I thought it was scleroderma or maybe it brought on scleroderma before it was suppose to do so. The Apostle Paul prayed for deliverance from a thorn in the flesh "Therefore, that I might not feel overly exalted, there was given me a thorn in the flesh, an angel of Satan, to keep slapping me, that I mght not be overly exalted. In this behalf I three times entreated the Lord that it might deaprt from me and yet he really said to me: "My undeserved kindness is sufficient for you; for my power is being made perfect in weakness." Most gladly, therefore, will I rather boast as respects my weaknesses, that the power of the Christ may like a tent remain over me. Therefore I take pleasure in weaknesses, in insults, in cases of need, in persecutions and difficulties for Christ. For when I am weak, then I am powerful." 2 Corintihians 12: 7-10 Why? Because Jehovah would be using His sword and angelic forces. Paul could not say that he gained the victory...he was too weak to do so by himself. I say to Jesus, "I can't. I have been electrocuted, beaten, cut, and I can't anymore. I can't even preach properly without a workable brain. And I am in too much pain for anything." I wash the cups then I sit down to rest. I was the plates then rest. I was the knives and forks then rest. It takes me a long time to do dishes and that is the most simpliest of tasks to my way of thinking. Don't ask me to go from door to door anymore. I am in pain. Why? Because I loved the wrong thing, and the wrong people. I wanted everyone to make it to the finish line, to Paradise, to too much an extreme. I wanted to feed people so they wouldn't have to beg and the people sitting at my table did what to me? Alanis was thrown literally out onto the streets of New York naked. Yet there is this rumour that the ones who threw her out naked called as many police officers as they could to tell them that "a naked prostitute was on the streets drugged". What did they think the cops would do? Rape her? Beat her? Throw her into an oven? Did I get a list of the telephone numbers for future reference? Does it matter? Ra made his own list. Jehovah made HIS own list and Jesus may be listening.
The piano player is picking out notes, not from memory. He was not told even the theme of this presentation by Alanis Morrisette a play on the name Alanis Morrison...get it? He was merely told to make something up and to start off low key and soft. He may or may not have decided unconsciously to pick out notes that some would say read, "bits and pieces", "bits and pieces." And, he may or may not have been told to be prepared to take out a toe in a paper bag or a shoe...possibly? Why he may have been wondering to himself? What did this nun do to you? She wrote scripts for you, composed songs for you, defended your legal rights in court when no one showed up for you, she went to places like Africa to get out nuns and a cameraman employed ?at a bank? She had a trustfund prepared for your fathers and grandparents in the form of a rest home for Hollywood's aging actors discarded and left on the side of roadways. She directed, produced and invested her own monies for your movies. What didn't she do for you? He is breathing soul. He is following the flow. The cameraman follows with his camera as Alanis sings Univited and to the flow of her hand, a short hand signal to get down, go to the balcony. She can feel the flow of greed and thirst. She can feel the, "I really didn't want it to be your finger" but then again, "I didn't want it to be my finger"...right? Is it just her imagination that everytime she finishes a script, song and movie that she ends up bleeding? Is Abishag to have her robes lifted high, robbed and left running naked as she looks for her engaged husband who is working the night shift in the temple of Jehovah? There are some that would say that Alanis wasn't listening carefully to the words of the angel as he placed his voice in her mouth like a ventriloquist. When he said, "you are invited", she should have left right away. But no, her love for these people, would find her high above the hot waters just helping Ryan to deliver cold drinks to some poor person on the other side of the theatre. Like didn't she see it coming. It was a net and she placed her foot into it. She knew that they were up to something. Was this a Kate Bush type of crowd? Alanis had visited President Bush to tell him not to tell people that he was the cousin of Kate Bush the singer and composer. "Do you want to die?" And, he said while sitting in the White House having tea with her and his wife (who is the real Bush), "We tried to get tickets for your show and it was sold out." Strange? Clinton and Hilary were able to get safe tickets. Was Kevin Stacey sitting in the front beside Natalie Wood or some other alias name? What did Kevin have against me? "You went to his house?" "Yeah! To see if he was still taking his medications and to make sure he wasn't still hypnotised." I went to his home and offered him a free ride. What did Sandra Bullock have against me? "She spanked me and that was why my father divorced her." "What father?" I never spanked her. I told her Detroit to get up into a tree after her babysitter had left her by herself after his arrest. He was a male nurse working in Detroit as paid for by Estelle Parsons to teach nurses how to stitch up patients. It was an outlawed practise but in case of an emergency and Armageddon they just might have to fill in. Of course, this was pre tank time as the blacks in Detroit rioted over many things possibly including my black actress that was murdered after making a movie as the mother of Sid Poiter. "A black movie. Do you know what people will do to you?" They never had a black movie before. The white community didn't know what to expect but a movie that depicted a black family wanting to move out of a getto and small apartment to a small nice home...that was unthought of...who told them they could have a nice home on the Sunny side of the street? Is this what it was all about? They couldn't share the stage with a black person. The black piano teacher had no problem going to the back balcony. That was his assigned position against the wall just in case a white man needed a seat. Several things happened that evening. Erich Seigel said that he was married to Kate Bush on April 01 April Fool's day but it was just a joke and never signed a marriage certificate. Kate Bush thought that Kevin Spacey may have been Bobby Darin with a damaged brain, amnesia and a new face after an accident and offered him a job looking after a studio in her absence. She didn't give it to him. She just wanted to see if he would remember who he was before his accident. All these employees....that's it...they just want to give her a show of praise and affection with bowed down heads. They didn't clap to the Phantom's latest version of The wound of Solomon. Solomon was Egyptian...you know on his mother's side. A slight ailing old man, nothing wrong with that, with a possible twisted arm, nothing wrong with that, and he may have inherited the Raynauld's illness associated with Scleroderma. Jehovah had warned the Israel kings, "I will bring in a illness to you." And, he did. Solomon played his part perfectly except he may have fallen in love with a Levite singer and dancer by the name of Abishag who may have had an outstanding beautiful voice slightly above all other singers. The Phantom continues to play the jester. He knows prophecy. He knows the rules. There is an excellent article in the Watchtower magazine that goes back to February 1967. The article is about From a Weak State made Powerful. It is about the life of Samson judge of Israel and JW experts explained that there were two judgements in this play. One is called irenic work the other polemic work...work done by the apostles, disciples, congregations, and nuns. "He (Samson) was an irenic work, in that it brought refreshing deliverance to Israel,(later Christian communities) and polemic, in its execution of God's judgements on his enemies." (Quote from article Jehovah Makes Full Might Abound). The studious explain that Jehovah first deals kindly with all, Israel and nations, with His favour going to Israel who he gives a brighter slightly more expensive coat to of many colours. Jehovah looked for all sorts of ways to give gifts. Do you need more food? More wine? No problem. He did His job as husband in an outstanding loving patient way. That was irenic. Then came polemic....execution time. It is like the two sided scroll of the book of Revelation. One side says this and the other says that. Watch what you pray for because Jehovah said through the prophet Isaiah, "where is the divorce papers?" His wife is merely asleep said Paul. And here is Alanis, part Jew possibly part Egyptian, with possibly all the Royal bloods of Europe and she wants to place her throne before Christ Jesus as the only rightful ruler of mankind? As Alanis sings about,( what do we have here in the audience and does he have a paper bag in his pocket?) "high tailed Shepherd?" who has been placed above Ra as one of the 144,000 future part angel/human judges "to judge the things in the Heavens and the Earth", JW anointed person by the name of Henschel leaves at the sound of the voice of the Phantom for a washroom. Jerry Lee Lewis can be seen leaving by the security cameras to quickly go home. He may or may not have lost two sons in a prior visit from Ra between 1950 - 1957 and a leg when Shirley Jane Temple had been taken captive for the viewing pleasure of the audience at which time two court houses, on two separate arrests were hit by hurricanes. It is said that the force of the hot waters pushing forward filled the bacement and washrooms on the lower level. It is said that everyone who did not clap seem to be splashed. Did people question the presence of Jehovah and Ra with the comparison of a list of names asking for body parts with the burnt parts of the victims. Toe for toe? Nose for nose? Foot for foot? Eye for eye? Or was that from a previous list? It is said, that the waters parted and went around Michael J. Fox who met Alanis personally when she was present for one of his operations or who may have ordered a complete blood screening to see if he was being poisoned into believing he had an ailment? It is said that the waters parted around Qwen Kinoshita Kitimura who always tried to tell the truth in court and did not lie deliberately towards Alanis and her many alias names yet splashed on her sister Roberta and her wallet. Very interesting? Also, of note I went on tour instead of going to a hospital I went on stage to scream as it was allowable on stage. When I had done a few stage shows I returned to the theatre and people with burns were still sitting and laying around. "Why are you people here?" "We were burned." "You were splashed for only a moment? I was in the tank. Why didn't you get up and leave?" "We were in too much pain?" From one spot. Okay a man up in the balcony got it in the eye and that is quite unexplanible. "You just get up and go...that's what I did." Are people conditioned to just giving in? "They wouldn't give us a drink?" Was that Erin Brocovich speaking? Did I go and get her a drink and call for ambulances? "Why are you out here?" to ambulance people. "No one will answer the door and let us in?" Try a sledgehammer. The people inside don't want to hold their finger and come and answer the door. "I need a moment to deliver right." Did he weigh the love of Estelle Parsons also known as Iris Wigle for all these people knowing that it was going to really difficult to break her of this habit of coming to tinsel town? And would it take a hot bath to teach her to learn that when Jehovah through the Apostle Pauls said, "do not be mixing in the company with fornicators...quit mixing in company with anyone called a brother that is an idolater or a reviler or a drunkard or an extortioner not even eating with such a man. For what do I have to do with judging those outside?" Do you not judge those inside while God judges those outside? Remove the wicked man from among yourselves." (1 Cor. 5:11) Why were there so many JW's present with these people that night? Was it that Abishag's brother's may have wanted to know what their younger sister was up to on these lone walks? Ra knows the answer to the play. I considered once hiring a squad of bodyguards to protect me...even an army and I stopped to admire Jehovah. "Why would I need an army when I have Jehovah?" Was I testing Jehovah without thinking by going with the flow because I was a female thinker and a young inexperienced one at that? I would spend literally hours praying on behalf of people. Now a days my prayers are rather short. I use to beg Jehovah to send more workers into the harvest to help people want to live a life that would give Jehovah the desire to resurrect. I want Armageddon to come...end of discussion. Jehovah was right. Shirley Jane Temple was wrong. The babies should have died in the flood and Shirley should not have gotten her dander up in her prayer conversation and used the four letter word in rebuttal to HIS decision about the flood. Angelic and possibly animal dna have contaminated mankind into a loathing unforgiving meat eater bent on world destruction. And all the love and patience is not going to change these worldlings. I was wrong. Angels belong in Heaven and half angels belong? Not on the earth...not in Heaven. I don't think there is a dna to correct that problem so readily is there? And, even then I would lose the argument.
Did you ever watch Youtube Shaz or Strawberry Sharon? It is Sharon Stone Sr. you know. Not one persona had ever presented extreme depression except for Sharon. In one song she does the "oh" thing and the "oh" thing is so Bobby Darin like snapping fingers. When you watch the videos you can see the extreme depression. The voice is good. One wants to console her because she is so depressed. She does not have to sing alone. She can get an orchestra to sing with her. She does not have makeup and one can barely see the mole on her right cheek. Why is she so extremely depressed? EXTREMELY. She was doing a movie with Russel Crowe and possibly a back to back with Robin Williams. It is like death is in her eyes. It is like I have never seen this side of Sharon before and I am sitting here crying. Tears are coming slowly down my cheeks and I don't know why. It is like she has lost everything...I think. But, Dennis is back in Canada. Her children are safe in Canada. She is only in the USA for one blooming weekend or a week about every five years. Why is she depressed so severely. And the tears are still flowing down my cheeks as I type. I don't know. There was this court like thing in LA. It is not an official court. It is a JW searching for info court pretending to be in court. "Fact finding" that was the expression. The court was excused for lunch. Witnesses were being called, actors really, and asked if they had anything to say about Estelle Parsons. Each actor got up and had his say. One said he didn't like me standing over him. I had gone to Rwanda to get a camerman out personally and we did the Rwanda movie and I stood over his shoulder. He said to me, "they kept pressuring me to say something so I said I didn't like you standing over my shoulder." But, it was once in five years during a one hour editing for Rwanda! Catherine Zeta Jones had been called and I mimiced her saying, "I am so sick to death and tired of" and I knew the line by heart because it was her favourite expression as a child. She used it in the movie Enough. I said it the same time as her. I paid for all her upbringing and she had a list of things she hated about me? I went to the UK to find her when she was about four years old which may have been 1971 because J. Edgar Hoover was her babysitter, then when he was found dead, Spanish nuns. But, I went to look for her and she has this list. I never spanked her. I never raised her but I always went searching for her when she went missing and she had a list. The judge adjoured for lunch and suggested that I leave so I left. I turned to Sandra Bullock who had come to my side right after the adjounment. "Don't stand next to me. Go stand next to someone else." Catherine walked off with Erin Brocovich. "Anyone standing next to her will end up like me and anyone standing next to me will end up like me." Sandra moved away. Did I find Robbin Willliams dead? that summer? A Portuguese nun was arrested under my name of Estelle Parsons and tortured, raped brutally by about six hundred men, cut apart while alive and murdered all because of all those acters lying and making up stories because someone wanted them to lie just so they could gain copyrights. Why is Shaz playing a guiter with her left hand? Maybe she has to be that far away from everyone. I had been called to the USA by an studio saying that my husband had died and an insurance man wanted to speak to me about it. It had to do with the death of Robin Williams. I don't remember being married to Robin but did a movie about it but placed the name as William Robins. I rented or bought a home in LA after flying in from Canada in which I was to met the insurance adjuster so he would not learn of my true Canadian born identity. We went to Canada to the Robin Williams home. Did he say that Robin Williams had withdrawn five million dollars and no one could find the money? He left and I did a grid of the property inch by inch until I found footprints. I tracked the footprints as taught by Mel and Lambert Wigle. There were footprints going straight and another set of footprints going to the right. Yet, I must be careful, because I have often remembered a right scene or a right room when in reality it ends up on the left. I used twigs to mark the footprints at each step along the way. I pulled back to the house and sat on the steps and prayed. The body had already been found and was in the morgue. The police showed it to me. I couldn't go forward. I had to sit and think about what may have happend. I retrieved a Bible and held it as I went into the bush. I found his necklace. I found the Robin William's necklace of St. Nicolaus. It was a joke between us. St. Nicolaus did not look down upon the poor women without doeries. He gave them hope by dropping coins down their chimneys. Robin moved monies into charities for me but he spent most of his own money on the poor. I kept having panic attacks. After finding the necklace I went back to the second set of tracks. Canadian police had involved themselves as I tracked and together we went to see where the second set of tracks lead which meant nothing. They were there and I was going to see why they were there. It meant nothing but why were they there. We didn't expect to find bodies. There may have been just two and there may have been three to five. I don't remember. The policeman said to me after the surprise, "he has a tatoo on his arm. It says..."forever wine". I vomited. I couldn't breathe. Johnny Depp was my son. He may have been just a test tube baby or the baby abducted in 1968 by Erin Brocovich and her friends from a nursery that people assumed was my son. But, I paid the bills. Fox was my studio and he had a new responsibility. We kept in touch from NY, LA, across the USA and Europe. He was the only baby that held secrets with me. And he knew one thing, that I was hiding him because I thought he was in danger. He may not have been my son but when one pays for schooling and babysitters one feels a connection. Why was Sharon Stone sr...depressed? Was it the court trial that was not a court trial? They called Russel Crowe and he complained about my shooting him in a movie. "But you shot me in the shoulder with a real bullet. I shot you with a blank. Show the court your wound." He had no wound. Only a slight bruise. Why did everyone feel sorry for him? Why didn't anyone feel sorry for me? I didn't understand what the court was about nor where it was leading. Did they call about a thousand co defendents with accusations against me? For what? I only come into the USA every five to ten years. During lunch, the judge continued the investigation. It was a sly approach. I was lunching and they brought into the court several people that were sworn in to say that they were relatives. Erin Brocovich was sworn in as my sister. But she wasn't my sister, nor relative. It didn't matter. This is what is called a kangeroo court. People are not suppose to tell the truth. Alot of the witnesses called said that studio accountants said I had stolen from them. Meg Ryan was one of them. I confronted her about her testimony since I wasn't there for about six hundred cross examinations. I was allowed only the first ten. I had to go back to Canada but the trial went on in my absence. I said to Meg, "I was the composer for your movie. Why shouldn't I get paid?" It was an alias name that I used but the accountant knew that the name when to my account and from my account it went to Robin Williams, Al Pacino, Dustin Hoffman, and others were they forward it to the Salvation Army Food banks, the blind, the homeless and others. I never took a cheque for myself. Is that being a thief? And they arrested a Portugeuse nun and said she was me on a $36.00 fine for crossing a street with her giger counter to predict earthquakes. Oh earthquakes are coming baby and I hope it goes to all the homes of the liars that placed that woman in that raping room. Were most of the people that were burned by their own genius after inviting Kate Bush to do a rehearsal involved in the murder rape of that nun? I can't feel sorry for these people anymore. I don't love you anymore. Why was Sharon Stone so depressed when she did Strawberry Sharon and Shaz? Ask Hollywood. God I hate these people. I don't have feelings left inside me. They burnt them all over and over and over again.
I cried today watching Strawberry Sharon. Sharon couldn't sleep after being harassed by a man posing as a judge and his friends. He may or may not have been a local JW elder or possibly from New York and the Netherlands? I don't think that it was Mr. Bugliosi. Alcohol didn't help at all and I don't do drugs. She called the studio and wanted to sing by herself. She couldn't play with her right hand. She went with the sound but her fingers didn't touch the strings. No one wants to visit the Red Room not even Kevin Spacey nor John Kennedy Jr. Robert Rae Wigle forgot about the Red Room a long time ago. Bobby Darin had placed a wedding photo of Sandra Dee and himself in the LA paper 1970 just after a series of stalkings, arrests, beatings, arrests starting in Montreal 1966-1967. Erin Brocovich and her friends just keep looking for ways to arrest me. Were hundreds of JW friends helping them in their law research? I don't know. They found law that forbade a negro from smiling too much and if found guilty that smiling negro could be put to death. I was found guilty in a LA, California court of smiling too much and the charge merely read for execution purposes, "crimes against the State of California." The stalking and beatings continued past Senator Robert Kennedy, Mary Jo and Teddy, Patsy Cline, Pier Angelina, Audrey Hepburn and was it Julia Andrews that was thrown out a window at the old FBI building during The Sound of Music? up to Sandra Dee, Sharon Tate 1 & 2 and between December 1970 and the spring of 1971 I lost a lot of memory. Bobby wanted to show the world what Federal Agents and others had done to the fingers and wrist of Sandra Dee. Now she won't be able to play the piano nor guitar for awhile. The FBI man had used a crow bar because Marion McKinnon Tricker had told them a series of lies that seemed quite funny to her at the time. There had been a break in at a nursery school. I was filming American Graffeti but was at the moment placing security cameras at the Cher home after a break in there. Steven Parent would eventually take his computer camera skills to the Sharon Tate home owned by Estelle Parsons where he would be shot by home invaders. He had also been used by The White House and the Pentegon for the same purpose prior to the fall of 1970. Sandra can't play with her right hand but she could strum. I keep trying to focus on the crowbar man. I didn't understand why no one was on my side. I didn't know that the scam artists already had their men in place in the FBI, CIA, army, court rooms, and judges chair. Now I know. Interestingly when one watches the Alanis Morrisette video entitled "Uninvited" one can see a shadowy figure just in front of the microphone. It is not a snake per ces but looks sort of like a staff with a knob that has what may be the head of a serpent and the mouth is moving with the mouth of Alanis. Staff? Hmmm? What was in the cave between Egypt and Israel? Did I visit more than two caves? It's like I am in a dream and there is all these artifacts possibly even Jewellry but I only want about three scrolls that included certain phrases like Jehovah and something else. There was a staff that I may have moved and buried? I buried a mummifed body or skeleton. I am not sure if this is the same time. I was very thirsty. It may not have been a cup but I drank something. And, I wrote the name of Jehovah in ancient Hebrew in the sand so that the angels would know who I am and who I belong to. I could feel them watching powerful creatures and they didn't want me to leave. I couldn't go out the way I came in, not because it was blocked but because I thought someone was following me to make sure I was quite dead. There was another way. I don't know why I knew it but I did. Had I been there before? I don't think so. Staff of Ra???? I don't know. I didn't steal it. I just placed it where no one could steal it. And left everything else. I am not interested in jewels and gold. Was the staff of the Pharoah a living rod just like Moses had a living rod that swallowed the rod of Pharoah. Well, that answers it...can't be the rod of Ramses. I feel very depressed and would like a drink. It ain't going to work. Nothing works.
1994-1996 may have been the last time that I visited Hollywood either in LA or New York? Maybe Strawberry Sharon was reminiscing or maybe she was waiting for someone to show up once a few phone calls had been made to whoever was involved in the deaths of several understudies over the years. One would think that after the boiling water aquarium collapsed onto the audience that one would think twice (Uninvited Alanis Morrisette)and pause and say to themselves, "is this what Jesus expects us to do?" Sissel headed to the doors of the theatre after being invited to rehearse prior to the unauthorized Kate Bush premiere. Kate Bush's managers in the UK were livid that people in the USA were making arrangements without consulting the UK authorized mangers placed over the Kate Bush Foundation (charities) by the real Kate Bush. A couple and their friends decided they would pick a look-a-like Kate Bush and make new CD's and funnel the monies from all of the Kate Bush videos and music into their own bank accounts. The thing is that they were expecting Kate Bush but Sissel was in town and did not have time to do Kate Bush and showed up as Alanis Morrisette. She walked into the door and lo and behold their was several children ranging in ages behind a table packed with cream pies. Alanis stopped momentarily, "Isn't this sweet?" Not wanting to offend anyone she patted a young man on the back and slipped some money into his pocket. It never occurred to her that these said parents of these children had sent "Kate Bush's grandchildren to throw pies in her face for being such a rotten grandmother." But, these were not her grandchildren nor were their parents related to her in the least. They weren't even foster children that she may have sponcered for a movie or a part on tv at arm's length. Kate Bush had no connection to these people dna or business wise. It was just a ploy for reporters who had stood idley by waiting for part of the plot to unfold. The water was coming to a boil. It is said that "it may have been the mongoloid that turned the hot water off", thus sending cold water inside this massive tank. The Zodiac is present with his/her friends. Interestingly, the artists from the Watchtower did not get splash. Why is that? Because when Alanis Morrisette is pushed into the hot water along with Ryan, Farah, Sean Penn and the mongoloid, they are on stage trying to break the tank with an ax. Hmmm? Also of note, is that there is this ghostly sort of puppet near the microphone. I thought maybe it was the staff of Ra at first but if one looks very closely, it looks like a fist rolled up and the entity is using his fist as a puppet to sing along with Alanis. And just at the pause where the piano notes out, "bits and pieces" and before Alanis sings, "I need a moment to deliver right", one can see it a little clearer but as the camera zooms away there is this long neck that rests upon Alanis and if one follows the neck to the ceiling for just a moment, the head looks like an Azetec/Egyptian stone snake placed before temples? Alanis can't go back to the theatre. To step in a net by mistake and inexperience is one thing but to go deliberately....is testing the GODS. If she was to go to the Oscars to be sliced and diced would the Hoover dam break? I have nightmares about earthquakes. "and a great earthquake occurred in Jerusalem" which may or may not have torn the Holy Curtain in the temple in Israel. "And (Satan and his seed) go after the woman to destroy her seed and a great earthquake occurred (or the earth opened it's mouth) and swallowed them up." Book of Revelation. And the woman runs into the wilderness which is so deja vu of the Shulamite woman. It is a play within a play. I was walking yesterday going over the Humber Bridge and I couldn't help but notice that the subway bridge is held up by thin pillers with no base. One piller is in the water about sixteen inches to twenty four inches across at the base and the other is higher on the dirt about ten feet from the river. Jackasses! Earthquacks are known to follow the road of least resistance which means valleys, tunnels and rivers. But here we have just nature washing away the footings which may only go down an inch to a foot. Alanis Morrisette smiled at the end of the song. And there is the problem. "It is against the State of California for negros to smile excessively and with that being said it falls under Crimes against the State of California punishable by death." Can they execute Alanis and all her alias' after each appearance where she sings her heart and soul out to the "storical" if she smiles at the end of it? I don't smile broadly any more. I am not sure if it is scleroderma that has tightened my skin or just being dunked for the third time in boiling water by Erin Brocovich and her friends? The Anne Frank's suit wears well. Why is that? Well, it is a very common face among Moslems and Jews alike and at least several Monarch's have had the same sort of look. It is of interest that putting on plays and sitting on a throne go hand in hand. It is start as soon as a child can walk and by the end of the program well down the road a person being groomed for the position is no longer shy. They have been taught to address the crowd so that all can clearly hear what is being taught. Sneaky! Very Sneaky! Did anyone catch the news last night in Canada? There is a new Anne of Green Gables movie but I thought I pulled them up to task on it. One they did not have the permission of the author nor her daughter. Two, they used the name of Hannah Endicott. Very bad! David Endicott is an artist from the Watchtower that puts bugs and knives inside women victims. Hannah is so Oliver and a name that is associated with Anne Frank's daughter. Erich Siegel number one, two or was it three used the name of Hannah in his scripts as the daughter of Jennifer? And it did not look like Mr. Sullivan. It looked like the UK actor that played John the Baptist in the movie Jesus of Nazareth. Did John Howard Douglas fly in to find the little actress called Hannah Endicott? I had placed David's grandfather who played In the Heat of the Night into a protective witness program after David and Erin had set fire to his home owned by the Endicott's In the Heat of the Night. He and his David's sister had to crawl out and run for their lives. Is it possible to use a Hannah Endicott as a grandaughter by scam artists looking for more copyrights other than Anne of Green Gables? She looks like a Shirley Jane Temple and like my grandsons Wolfgang and Liam but Liam is more Shirley Jane Temple. It seems like this was ran a few years ago and I shelved it until further notice. People can't make up their own stories of an author while the author is still alive without it being edited can they?
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Jim made up that whole Pamela thing. Everyone knew that Jim had millions of girlfriends. Most men can say that they had at least one girlfriend, others dozens but Jim could boast of millions. Perhaps that is why he needed a Pamela in his life to make it look like he was normal...occassionally. Was he trying to impress his father? The movie was truthful most of the time but it veered off quite often usually when Pamela showed up which in truth was only every six months for a weekend when smoke clouds ascended by way of the aboriginal smoke blanket. "Help...I am dying." "Help...I am sinking." "Help...I am going to be sent to prison for showing my dick and you won't be able to see me every six months to a year."
The Andy Walhol thing really happened and it made Jim think to himself that he might be normal after all. Why would anyone want to be a Lizard King? All I can say is that I hope that he never learns about the 144,000 because in his mind he might be able to clean himself up just to go up to Heaven and read his poems to Jesus who mite be impressed with all the changes going on in his life.
Paris was the best thing that ever happened to Jim Morrison. Janis Joplin flew in because she heard by way of the smoking press that Jim had died and while the funeral went on as schedule she found some rope and tied Jim down on his bed for a few days until he sobered up and the drugs worked there way out of his body. She bathed him and cut his matted hair completely down to a very nice looking crew cut which he hadn't asked for but he received anyways because it was the only way to get a comb through it. And, then a miracle happened. When Jim was untied (Janis ran like hell) but Jim...went to the window and looked out and saw the sky. He hadn't seen the blue sky since ....since...since...since...since...his mother died or so it is said. He tasted food like it was his first experience and traveled to places like Africa. As far as the studio knows he just mite still be wandering the world looking for peace. I bet no one even noticed that in the movie The Doors when Jim went to visit Pamela part of the curtain flew in front and it was the same fabric and shade of material that Janis Joplin wore on stage to sing Maybe in 1967.
Jim lied so much in the movie. Pam didn't take drugs. A CIA man had gone to a hospital to question her about this and that, Jim and this and that, and she said to him, "get me out of here."
The drugs was hospital given and it frightened her. The CIA friend was just sitting by her bed as nurse maid and he was totally dressed in a black suit, white shirt and tie. But Jim wouldn't be Jim unless he could tell a lie. Maybe he thought it would upset her. Hmmm? Well, my theme is not a Jim Morrison theme.
Well...the sky is right...the green trees is right...the flowers...the bush...the native yearning to reach back to nature. That part is shared with the Jim Morrison type and okay Goldie Hawn and Leann Rimes both had a wash off tattoo of Lizard King on their arms. Bobby would have so disapproved.
Everyone was gone. Okay so there was a sprinkle of couples here and there. I sat up and said, "just look at all this mess." Being a good Christian type person I thought, in my dream, that I "should clean it up" less the police found another good excuse to keep him in jail. Bobby didn't even wait for me. But I could feel him with his camera lens just waiting for me to peek out from under that coat. I found a broom and dust pan and started to sweep and lo and behold the people sitting around did the same. I even scrubbed over the stage part that Jim had peaed on. God's rule is...Israelites were to bury their dung etc in the dirt and not leave it exposed not that pea classifies as dung. Or does it? I scrubbed and scrubbed until I was quite content that no pea was left behind. Then, and only then, did I rest by sitting down at the side of the stage and sobbed. Why? Because Jim was so ill. Did JW elders tell me that by time they were through with me "no man will want you!" But, Jim did...he wanted to share his poems with me. He loved to walk with the dirt under his feet and the wind in his hair to no where in particular...just walking for the sake of walking and that was the best part of Jim Morrison. And, somewhere in between sobs I realized that I had washed away an opportunity to take a pea sample for microscopic observation. In my dream, I was on all fours, looking, "oh Jehovah...help me find a sample so we can figure out what to do for Jim."
I felt so let down. I finally found a man that wanted to take walks and it was like the door was closing before it was even fully unlocked. Now, the Heavens mite remind me that I never felt safe with the Jim Morrison type personality..."that is so true"...yet when Jim walked he was a much calmer person. Of course, that would mean day time living. Jim was night. I was day.
Ohhhhh! I am leaving out part of my dream. I checked around to make sure that I had cleaned up proper and lo and behold there was a female child under the stage hidden away sobbing quietly by herself through out the ordeal. It took some coaxing to get her to come out. She was a beautiful little girl...a lot like Sandra Bullock. In my dream I keep trying to bring her face into focus. Did she look like Sandra? Melanie? Michelle? She was a someone...just a little someone and we sat for the rest of the day waiting for a mommy or daddy to show up but no one ever did not even when the police and the social services came to wait with us. Finally, in my dream, I appointed a babysitter compliments of a social department leader. No one ever came to visit her except for me from a distance...just checking up occassionally...not exactly involvement...not exactlly disinterest. After all, she wasn't MY baby!
Dreams are like "moonbeams...we can do with them as we want (Bobby Darin quote)."
At any rate, Jim Morrison, felt a certain degree of pity for a young woman that couldn't see the rocks in front of her and the pit holes along the route. It took ages for my eyes to focus properly...not months...years and I still don't see well. Without glasses I can't read. For a while, in the sixties, I use to use operating glasses which were desgined for microscopic operations and I had a huge bifocal sheet made a foot square for reading. Fortunately, my eyes improved enough that I was able to focus. But, for a while, I would be walking next to Bobby Darin and then the next day Kevin Spacey thinking he was Bobby Darin just from the sound of the voice. I did the same in Montreal in 1967. A police officer asked why I was walking down the street with a neighbour of his and my only answer was that I "thought it was you." And, he watched as I opened the door to the wrong Montreal house, "I thought it was your house." It looked like the same blur. "Wrong street."
Interestingly, his neighbour learned a lot about the police department just from our walks and about certain JW activities not in tune with that of Christ Jesus I tell you. Love Story was shot some time between 1966 and 1967 and only once did Jennifer trip from a pot hole.
Oh yes, my Jim Morrison dream. He wanted to surprise me. I was listening to the commotion and between this and this blur I realized that I was involved in some type of witchery but I am not totally sure exactly what was going on. I was furious with him. "I can't be involved with this." I don't think it was a wedding cermemony per ces??? ??? ???
Can witches do the ceremonial thing? I don't know. Carol Mixer is shot three times in the head on her way back to Canada and was it Erin Brocovich that was on hand to fill in all the empty spaces for the so called police officers involved in the Mixer case just as she filled in all the spaces for the police and agents in the Sharon Tate trials under the assumed alias of Veronica Graham or Virginia Graham or whatever with or without the poka dress that she had worn to watch the shooting of American Graffeti?
Jim is not the worse felony in the world. He mite like to have lived up to the image of a homeless bum but then there was the navy and big daddy....right? Alex Baldwin was the same way. He wanted to live up to the image of a not so squeeky clean persona. He was sitting in a studio for one reason or another. Perhaps it was the bad press over calling his daughter "a pig" or something nasty on the telephone and he was bragging about his "bad father image" right in front of me.
"STOP IT!"
"You are not the worse father in the world. YOU don't even know what a worse father is. Well let me tell you something about bad fathers sir, they are the type that make their daughters drink their own urine for speaking to boys on the way home from kindergarten. That is what happened to my sister April. They are the type that take a garden hose to use as a whip for walking next to a boy on the way home from kindergarten. They are the type that use their cars to try to run over mothers who don't want to play with them anymore...."
Alex just sat there in quiet shock. I had never told anyone about myself about anything. NEVER. I was taught by Elsie DoLittle Brown Jeffrey Wigle..."Never tell anyone about family business...never speak about me...never speak about your father...never speak about your sisters and NEVER ask questions about us." It was a family rule never to be broken and there I was just pouring it out in burts upon this stranger called Alex Baldwin. I think I forgot that I wasn't suppose to not tell.
Arrangements were made with the studio executives for Alex to do a show or movie so he could give gifts to his distraught daugher.
"You are to stay away from her,"
"She will contact you in her own little way." I looked him boldly in both eyes..."that is the way with daughters...we are such a forgiving lot."
"Keep an eye on him."
All that because he just sat quietly. He should have gone back to school to become a psychiatrist. It is all in the not speaking and not interrupting the story tellers isn't it?
I am watching Abyss in Judy's apartment but left to get a drink from my own apartment and when I came back after the commercial the ending was simply gone. A Fish called Wanda was scheduled to come next but instead I found myself watching a movie about a woman with a multiple personality disorder. I gazed at Sasha, "did you switch channels?"
I flicked the remote to see if I could read the name of the movie and the remote wouldn't work. It had been working. Now it wasn't working. I flipped through the TV schedule this moring looking for a title and there was nothing scheduled between Abyss and A Fish called Wanda.
The thing is that I remembered a detail from the movie that the audience would not have picked up on. The female in the grave was the dummy of Audrey Hepburn. The police had taken photos of Audrey in the morgue not quite dead and the scriptwritter for this multiple personality type persona thought she would amuse herself by playing along with morgue photos.
It couldn't have been "Thrill of a Kill" where a novelist helps a woman investigate her sister's death??? No...this was about a woman waking up to find a strange man in her bed posing as her husband complete with children...not exactly like Overboard with Goldie Hawn...sort of like Overboard. There is a sort of husband that insists that he and his wife were in an accident for insurance reasons, bank accounts, and copyrights who designs a would be wife to fill in the spot of wife from April Fool's Day, April 01, 1969, except he never signs the marriage certifictate because he says to the bride after she had said her vow to him with the intent of a husband, "April Fools!"
Did you see the movie last night? She wakes up with the memories of the other girl from the accident and relives things in her shoes like a mirror twin. Life and dreams are indeed strange.
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Now I know what you may be thinking....???....Jim Morrison died in 1971...right and Carrie is presented nine to ten months later...right. I have a grandson with gray green blue eyes and we don't know where they came from....a throw back to....???...well not exactly in the Jeffrey ice white and blue eyes nor the aboriginal Lambert Joseph green and hazel line. But lets be fair....Jim was really angry. And, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, I said when Carrie was presented to me 24 hours after birth, "this is NOT my baby."
And Erin Brocovich just happened to be detained by the Windsor police that I had called in 1981 after she tried to walk off with Bradley Grant Cutforth calling herself, his "aunt" and "this is Stephen Connery's baby" and his that of his present wife. "But I just had this baby in a hospital." I am starting to wonder if any of my four children with Dennis is actually his or mine.
"Where did Liam get Mediterrean blood?"
"I don't know Dennis where did Liam get Mediterraen blood?"
Now I should add that Dennis has a brother by the name of Mark that looks very little like Michael Douglas. He looks very Jewish. Maybe his mother, Jean Cutforth has some Jewish blood? Even his mother confessed once, "when Kathy (Dennis' younger sister) was born, "the nurse brought her into me and said, "Look we have a little Jewish girl", (a Brett Midler type thing without talent). Does any of my kids have Commache? Spanish? Well, Spanish to be sure as Lucielle Alverez, the grandmother of Dennis James Cutforth came from Quatelmala with Aztec dna.
"Dennis we both can't be RH Positive A...one of us has to be negative." Like all four of his kids are negative.
I am going to be truthful - I never went looking for a man....except once when Agnethea from ABBA went missing and we (Interpol) found her dead. And I didn't give a damn. I went looking for her along with Mandrax and Valium and a bottle of Scotch and I didn't care because by the end of the night someone was going to be quite dead....I think. 1978...and after all that I went through in my life I finally poured a drink ...or two...and I don't care. Dana Winner can sing, ABBA Medley and cross the road to the other side and I am going down the Road with you and me....I am blocking up all road ways. Fans and lookalikes have finally taken the smile off of my face and I don't long to put it back on. I long for the judgement period of where there is no resurrection and you know what Erin I think it has finally arrived and you and your lovers can finally die...goodbye...goodridence...the earth just got brighter and cleaner.
The Young and the restless will never be the same without Katherine. Women throughtout the world suffered along with K as she went to AAA, had a hesterectomy, breakdown, suididal depressive eposides and husbands. Last night I dozed off on Judy's couch to wake up to some more silliness. It was like another fifteen minute movie with parts left out, this was followed by a commercial with Meryl Streep, Dustin Hoffman, and Al Pacino (Ahhhhh!) I sat up and was wondering who was at the helm in the studio. This was followed by Comics Unleashed which started their program gossiping about ABBA and I watched for a few moments (I mean they were all BLACK) and said, "this is so UN-1965."
It just seemed strange somehow.
"Thrill to Kill," wasn't the woman's name playing the bitch, Casandra Obama or was it Casandra Obana. IT sounded more N than an M. Oh Erin....the name is not Obama it is Obana. Estelle Parsons always checked birth registrys for new names and purchased names from people with names like Hepburn from Katherine Hepburn etc. During the making of "13 Days" there was NOT one person ever born with the name SELF, thus the writer took on the name of David Self even though she was a female for two reasons, one - no one ever was born with the name and two - she had hired all the politicians, generals, commanders, sailers, to play themselves under assumed names, thus all those involved in the political scene of 1960-1970, played themselves including Katherine. And, when an General or politician was too old for the part or the relative was dead, it was the living relative that selected a would be actor from his gen pool to play the dead father or grandfather. This was very important in the selection of who gets the money because it involves copy right infringement, for example, on the Kennedy family and others. Why pay money twice? Why not just hire a relative with the same dna and permission of the existing relatives? Hire a Kennedy and give out one pay cheque...the families can fight with each other as to how to divide that paycheque and the studio is allowed legally to go onto something else without fear of court indictments, civil courts, and would be mothers showing up with illigetamate children in a bid for a payout, royalties and so on. The relatives already made the decision prior to the release of the movie.
I had another nightmare. I am travelling back from somewhere. Destination Canada. The nightmare starts off with me sitting high up in the sky in an airplane and terroists take out a knife to slit the throat of a stewardess and the blood skirts out. And, it is like I feel this coldness all over my body as I watch the blood roll down the aisle towards me. Another stewardess is ordered to continue handing out drinks and as she approaches my skirt is already off, and I motion for her to place my skirt over hers and hand me her top and skirt. She switches with me to my seat and I head towards the terrorists in the back with a Interpol silencer and two men who refused to sit down and who pointed their guns at me ...were dead...right between the eyes. The blood from the girls throat is still flowing...she might have only seconds left before complete death has ensued upon her body. I knocked on the Captain's door and a young man with a machine gun has one of the bullets in between his eyes. He should never have pointed the gun towards me.
I go back to the other bodies and start a search backwards to the captain's door looking for any suspects. A man with white hair stands up and shoots me in the back. I turned and returned fire...three to six times until there are no more bullets. His face reminded me of the man called John McCain...I don't know why??? Dreams are so disturbing and filled with all sorts of imaginary doors and twists. I can't be found with bodies. Bodies leads to courts and courts leads to inquisitions and abductions and forced mental hospital stays, and straight jackets and eletrocution therpy provided by people posing as an aunt or a mother. There will be no bodies. Dreams are so accommodating. I commanded everyone to keep their safety belts on and tied a rope around my waist and the emergency door and one by one the bodies were thrown out. The wallet belonging to the white haired man fell out and a passenger gasped as I threw the wallet out with money bulging out it's side right out into the bluey clouds of dew. It was going to rain lightly somewhere. Rolling up the aisle carpet to the captain's door, I knocked lightly and pulled the last body out and pulled the whole package to the back door. I handed his wallet to an assumed Moslem for him to hand to his pastor or whatever. I didn't want to throw him out. I really wanted to hand him a Watchtower and a Bible. He made his decision. He decided that he wanted to part of a killing machine. Now he was dead. I didn't want to throw him out. I didn't want him to be scratched nor dented nor bruised. I think of the white haired man. He was not Moslem or was he. Where did I see him before? FBI? Was this part of a scam? Billions of dollars going to UNICEF and the homeless...what type of people steal from the blind? What type of people would go through this much trouble to kill a studio owner? A royal?
And he was gone after a short prayer and part of my heart floated down with him. Did he land in a tree? I wasn't his enemy or was I?
I lit up a few cigars and closed the cut to the woman's head. I pumped her back and forth by holding her back up hoping that the movement would increase the blood flow so it wouldn't stop the heart beat. She would be okay. A male passenger helped me to tear a seat apart to make a head and neck brace for her. I pulled out my Watchtower and the passengers watch me as I leaned my back onto the cold metal wall. A young Moslem child about three years old who had been screaming and sobbing from all the activity starting with the slicing of a neck raced down towards me and threw himself onto my body and clutched me as if he expected the demons themselves to come after us. I pointed out the Bible characters in the photos in the magazine and stopped at Abraham.
"A...bra...ham."
He didn't understand. Lifting my head up to gaze at his mother I repeated, "Abraham?"
She corrected me. What was it? Ibreum? Something Yabreum? Was the correct spelling of Abraham really a Yah first?
The plane was landing. A young Moslem woman wearing a Hajib from eyebrow to footpoint complied to my command for her to exit the plane ahead of me. We would be the first to leave. I still had on the stewardess outfit. She looked back at me. "Just keep walking," I motioned to her, "and go right out the front door and don't look back."
She had nothing to do with all of this. She was just as innocent as the rest of us. My mind is on the white haired man. I was not convinced that these were Moslems. I was not convinced that this a zealot group of Iranians and yet...??? I head home. After all, this has nothing to do with me.
The Moslem girl is sitting on the curb with her friends. She doesn't speak any English at all nor French. Her friends want to know why she can't have her baggage. Did I not say..."leave...don't look back."
They hand me her baggage ticket and I go back to retrieve it for her. But this is risky. I broke a rule, the rule being, "don't look back."
The next time I might not be so blessed.
Elsie DoLittle Brown Jeffrey Wigle - did not look back. She always looked forward and lived her life like a Saint hoping to go to Heaven in the end..to be with Christ Jesus...to be with God and the angels. She was the role character for Angelena Joli's roll of the "Changling." 1950-1953 pushed back by reporters, politicians, FBI and CIA agents and studio executives to 1923 after the continuous failed execution of Shirley Jane Temple and her understudies including her midget understudy a woman in her mid twenties who stood just a tad taller than Shirley number one.
1950-1953
Elsie Wigle and Mel Wigle find themselves in the United States of America. They are in a custody battle with studio executives and the Barrymores over the rightful ownership of a child called Shirley Jane Temple born to Elsie Wigle in Windsor, Ontario, Grace Hospital on Crawford Street. Elsie insisted at the birth as she came out of the athestic that she thought she had twins. When fully arroused she asked about the twins. Twenty four hours had passed.
"What about the other baby?"
"What other baby? There was no other baby." She is handed a baby with dark hair flowing down over her shoulders down her back...the length of four to six inches. Let the record be shown that Elsie Wigle is cousin to the Queen Mother and nursemaid to the Queen Mother's first cousin Mable Brown....person assumed to be Elsie Wigle's birth mother. Mable Brown is dying from scleroderma and rheutatoid arthritis and all her organs are shutting down. Let the record show that Edward and Wallis Simpson had made a visit to Grace Hospital. Let the record show that Wallis Simpson may or may not be related to Princess Margaret. And, let the record show a question: Did the dna of Princess Margaret taken in 1967 indicate that she was not a royal and did not have a match with Queen Elizabeth, nor the Queen Mother nor Elsie Wigle who frequent the Palace to dine with the Queen Mother and Queen Elizabeth on occassion? Let the record show that Elsie Wigle corresponded with the Queen Mother complaining to her that she saw "two babies" in the birthing room.
1950-1953
Elsie Wigle and Mel Wigle take on odd jobs between NY and LA in a bid to get their daughter, Iris Alona Wigle, back to Canada. They are their looking for Robert Rae Wigle.
"This is not my son."
He, Robert Rae Wigle, surviving little actor from War Runts (a Shirley Jane Temple production) was not the dead boy killed immediately after the ending of the skit. He was the boy with the large rubber boots on playing the mail person that would find himself fighting for his life in a civil court trial. In the meantime, somewhere in Bosten a man is looking for his missing son. Was it Paul Newman or Joe Kennedy Jr.?
During the Wigle trek, Mel Wigle would be hired on as a stuntman and take on the name of Randolph Scott. He had three understudies that would share the Randolph Scott character. There is another arrest of Shirley and the Wigle's cannot leave and on the way out of the trial one of the Randolph Scott's is shot and presumed dead.
Elsie Wigle heads back to Canada and will wait for important people to decide who will deliver the children back to her if at all. She corresponds with Buckingham Palace and they send a woman that owned the copyright to Jane Eyre to explain to USA officials the meaning of copyright infridgement and that royal copyrights are not the same as the ordinary copyrights as the public has the right to know that the Queen is their Queen and the King is their King. Understudies are totally a risky business for the Royal family. The Jane Eyre copyright person knows the law....the universal law. Did she become known as the Black Dahlia lady...but please let us place her way back to 1923...let's place her back as a "woman of the evening", shall we?
Robert Rae Wigle disinherits his mother called Elsie Wigle. He does not understand why she did not want to be his mother. He will disinherit Iris Wigle in the future for speaking to her mother Elsie Wigle, for living with her mother and for having meals occassionally with her mother and for inviting her to her wedding. He will not attend. And, he will not attend her funeral.
"How can a woman not want her son," he has lamented all his life.
"It was agreed upon, Mel would have Robert, and Elsie would have April Louise and Lorraine and Iris would float between the two forces."
He does not buy it. All these things go through my mind as I watched Meryl and Dustin Hoffman, Kramer versus Kramer. Did Robert Rae Wigle watch the movie I wonder?
And my mind is on the other assailent in The Changling...the young pre teen who was not arrested. Did I get him?
Some will say that Elsie Wigle was wise in, "not looking back". That she was wise in separating from Mel Wigle "who changed so much in character that I barely recognized him as the man that I had married."
Four Randolph Scott's for movies between 1950-1953, one shot during a USA trial and presummed dead...which one came back with you Iris? I don't know.
"Daddy?"
Who is my ultimate human female singer not reading a Watchtower but who may have read a Watchtower in her lifetime?
Sissel Kyrkjebo
There could be no one else. Sissel has a strength that Julia Andrews lacked. Julia was all forgiveness, let's be patient, let's do the Jesus thing, let's turn the cheek, let's just keep smiling a trait shared with Lynn Redgrave who also pulls her hair like Julia.
Sissel....is...more don't push me, I don't care if my hair is not perfect, I can live with imperfection, I do hit back and am not merciful with the unmerciful and the unrepentant. I do not do the Julia Andrews thing. I wonder how many people notice that her dediction song to Solfrid had the home town where Agnethea from ABBA lived in the background? The cost of turning the cheek is just to great indeed and Sissel can live wherever she wants and it would appear that the Third Heaven is not that far away at all and possibly the same distance as most angels and/or humans are from the real throne of the Creator. Maybe we all just live in a bubble and under a microscope where the Creator can turn or nod a head or eyeball occassionally while focusing His antennas and numerous other eyeballs in billions of directions. After all, Ezekiel described one angel as having eyes in his hands, arms, wings - all six of them - front and back...why would Jehovah have less? Earth is not completely without merit and enjoyment. Where do I belong?
I am not sure. I'm hedging but in my thoughts, three of the ABBA will be resurrected before me and I find comfort in that. Three wanted to go to Heaven and Aggie hedged because she wanted to see her daughter grow up. I focus on ABBA...it's ahead of me. There is no reason to fear with ABBA. ABBA is love. ABBA is gentleness. ABBA is compassion. Only one of the three carried a firearm. I don't think of Earth and I don't think of Heaven. I think of ABBA and I feel comforted.
That's what Jerry can do. Jerry can create and Jerry can uncreate.
Can Jerry produce the likeness of a female floating across the moon as she examines the bombs ....Jerry can do anything and everything. Wouldn't it be nice if Jerry was to add force to the likeness of Sissel and have her snap the USA flag into bits? What right does a human that peas and farts have to take over Jehovah's planets? And the Psalmist replies,
Why have the nations been in tumult and the national groups themselves kept muttering an empty thing? The kings of earth take their stand and high officials themselves have massed together against His anointed one. (Saying:) "Let us tear their bands (anointed ones) apart and cast their cords (laws and principles) away from us!"
The very ONE sitting in the heavens will laugh" JEHOVAH Himself will hold them in derision. At that time HE will speak to them in HIS anger and in HIS hot displeasure HE will disturb them, (Saying:) "I, even I, have installed my king upon Zion, MY holy mountain. Let e refer to the decree of Jehovah; He has said to me: "You are my son; I, today, I have become your Father, ask of Me, that I may give nations as your inheritance and the eands of the earth as your own posession. You will break them with an iron scepter as though a potter's vessel you will dash them to pieces. And now, O kings, exercise insight! Let yourselves be corrected O judges of the earth. Serve jehovah with fear and be joyful with trembling. Kiss the son, that He may not become incensed and you may not perish from the way. For his anger flashes up easily. Happy are all those taking refuge in him." Psalm chapter two.
And did the Kings and rulers, priests and pastors, nuns and bishops, missionaries and Bible preachers and athiests and agnoistics listen? Which part of being corrected does a human not understand?
If the moon blows up it will be a tremendous loss for the earth of light, heat, gravity pull and pleasure but it won't be Jehovah's fault. Jerry's? Jesus when he is incensed and angry? As the (shh Reverend) Billy Graham said on the stand in Montreal in 1967, "God uses both the right and left armies of the Heavens."
Jehovah is the most interesting being possible. For one thing humans can make telephones and cameras from metal and glass using Jehovah's designs but Jehovah can make living telephones and living cameras. Humans can make metal probes using the Creator's designs and so can Jehovah yet he chosed to make for Himself living eyes that could leave his body and go from one Heaven to another gathering up information for Him and bringing it back in just a thought. It is said that it took Jesus about thirty to fifty days to leave the earth and to travel to Jehovah's side after being crusified. This is based upon humans receiving the Holy Spirit because Jesus had said to more than one of them, "the helper, th eHoly Spirit, which the father will send in my name, that one will teach you all things...I am going..but I will be coming back to you", John 14:25-29.
And the apostles received Holy Spirit about 30 days later as Jesus had presented his offering (his own human sacrificed body) to Jehovah to be used for the forgiveness of sins for imperfect mankind, thus obtaining the right to seek out a brideclass of 144,000 humans from all tribes and tongues to be used as future judges.
Perhaps in the book of Wisdom there were two angels used by Jehovah. One being the assigned Destroyer and the other being the Priest desginated jumping in with "his official robe" to check the hand of the destroyer saying in effect, "not these ones"? And if the moon blows up, if the earth rocks?
When I was a little girl about six years old, one of the Hoovers was arguing with me publicly by the telly as I sat in jail and a panel of experts asked all sorts of questions about me, the test being, that a child that is extremely stupid can be put to death by the USA states without mercy. I was explaining all about Jehovah and His word and promises and I explained about the Great Tribulation and survivors and I stopped to listen to a thought...a question. Is the Great Tribulation just for a few years or has the Great Tribulation been going on since the fullfillment of prophecy as played on before the death of the last of the Apostles. I mean all prophecies in the book of Revelations had already been fulfilled except the kingly human line. I didn't know the answer but I had to have the right answer. It was possible for two prophecies to be overlapping...each generation could be part of a greater Tribulation culminating in a Twentieth Century Great Tribulation but it seemed wrong when I prayed about it over and over and over again. "There will be very few survivors from the Great Tribulation and Armageddon. Jehovah will have to start all over again."
"How many survivors?"
"At least two....one little girl and one little Russian and they're going to meet in New Jersey."
And I cried and cried and that was the inspiration of the words as said in the interrogation while I prayed as I looked in scripture for the future, "Jehovah where did all the flowers go?"
"Jehovah where did all the birds go?"
"Jehovah where did all the children go?"
They had to argue it out - the experts and the voice of doom of the little girl that prayed and said, "in the future you won't have any water."
"Why not?"
"Because it will be all dried up," sob, sob, sob, "and the rain will melt your skin", sob, sob, sob. It was such a fretful day...such sad thoughts about the future as put down in the Bible books of the prophets.
"You won't want to go out for a walk anymore."
"Jehovah didn't exactly say that the survivors wouldn't die. HE just said that their would be survivors coming before His wonderous throne "out of the Great Tribulation." Is Sheol or Hell to be like Noah's ark for most humans?
"But I am just a little girl...how am I suppose to know all the answers." They were adults and they didn't have the answers but one thing stood out it was not going to rain "lemon drops" that would take the flesh off to the bones.
"What else do you think of when you pray?"
"Well sir, I asked Jehovah about England. I want to know what I should do if there is ever a war and it occured to me to stay out of it but I, (sob, sob), "I don't want anything to happen to Poland." Poland already had taken so many beatings like a raped virgin that was so beautiful in form and quiet and submissive with a soft voice. "And did Jehovah say anything back to you?" I had a dream. "Jehovah said to me to pick up a sword and to strike the earth." I had a pretend sword for the Hoovers to show them Jehovah's new play. In my new play I would play the part of "the angel with the sword".
"Strike the earth!"
"Yes father." I had adopted Jehovah. No one else wanted me.
I took my pretend sword to cut Europe in half and as I ran forward to strike Europe I tripped oddly just a little to the right so that the sword would strike on the other side of Poland.
"How do you know that is Poland," asked an interrogator looking through a camera at a cement floor?
I shrugged my shoulders.
"So who was cut?"
"Germany...Germany will be cut in two, Poland will be spared," and under my breathe, "there will NOT be a third World War on the rise staged by Germany on my ride."
And they grieved it. I don't understand. Why would people be upset that Russia was going to cut Germany in two parts causing Germany to lose the power to thrust out it's ugly horn to the Queen of England? What did they really want? A third world war or peace? They wanted war.
"But why? Why do you want war? Why are you sending your sons and daughters to die off?"
"Because we have to win."
"But how is it winning if you don't have anymore children to send? You've won the battle but lost the war."
I was to be executed because I was a stupid child when it came to understanding Bible prophecy and I was to be executed for not having the correct understanding of how babies were made and I was to be executed for not understanding politics and I was to be executed, over and over again, for singing.
Janis visits Jim as he laid in his flat in a deep drug overdose after being pronounced dead. He is slowly recuperating and he is speaking nonsence like, "They asked me to kill my wife."
"Who?"
The who was some millionaire that approached Jim with this metal bow tie who wanted more copyrights from singers and movies.
"You want me to take this and put it over my wive's neck, squeeze hard until the tongue comes out, take a knife and cut off the tongue so she can't scream, rape her, bite off her cheeks while I am fucking her, bite off her nose, bite off an earlobe,pull out her eye, cut off her hand and a foot, scalp her?"
"What did you do Jim? The man handed you this metal bow tie...what did you do Jim?
Jim was milling other things over in his mind?
"Jim how did your mother die?"
"Your aboriginal mother Jim how did she die?"
He was sleeping.
Janis was never going to tell Jim the real meaning behind the Lizard King title. Queen Elizabeth herself does not have the official right to execute. She has to follow protocal and protocal dictates that the heir with the offical stamp is the real executor protected by law across the seas...right? Then, there is Jerry.
I can't remember if it was a Hoover man that accused me of deliberately sidestepping Poland.
"Shall I do it again?"
I ran again and again it was not in my heart to strike Poland along with Germany. My pretend angel in the form of the late Dutchess of York 1953 that was murdered and cut up into pieces prior to her being placed in a coffin 1953 (as I laid curled up in a USA jail cell I mite add), "Auntie May said that she will take the sword and do it!?!"
My pretend angel called Auntie May, the late Dutchess of York, took the most heavy sword into her old fragile hand but didn't make it to the map. Instead she fell into a heap on the floor struck with the tiredness of the task of running several steps.
Opps! It shall stand. Poland will be spared.
Yet Jehovah wanted Poland to receive a security check...very much so. Fortuntely, or unfortunely, my earthly heart overuled the Heavenly check. Yet, I accuse Jehovah of Hosts that He did not place a hedge around me in 1966-1970 plus?
Was Erin Brocovich from Poland? Lee Majors? Donald Trump? Mr. Bugliosi and clan? If Poland had been included would I have money for a maid now to help me dust? Would I be living above ground and not in a cramped bacement apartment working as a superintendent to pay for the rent? Would I have less floors to wash for food?
It would make Erin all smiles accept there is no sin in being poor. There is no sin in not robbing to have riches. I have never gone after deliberate sin in anyway except once and the once is sort of sketchy which may mean I didn't plan it at all...I may have sinned by going with the flow of things. I may have been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Then there is all the nudity in films used as a future stepping stone to show the torture reel of a young girl, some call Sissel, to present before Jesus when I am called into the judgment during the thousand year reign. I have no fear for Bjorn, Aggie, Benny and a host of other musicians tortured and murdered will be there to give me emotional support, council and good points of virture and of good deeds to offset that one moment in time or several nudity shots.
I guess if I had real faith I wouldn't have to get use to seeing myself nude and to prepare the public for seeing me nude. I would have Jesus on my side and real faith, I would have been liked Elsie DoLittle Brown Jeffrey Wigle (grandaughter of the Tutors)...I would have placed the crown before Jesus and waited upon him to sort things out without spotting myself. I would have lived my life like a saint, like her, and not have had so many red spots on my white dress placed their by Erin Brocovich, Bugliosi and his friends and family and JW elders from Hollywood and non JW millionaires from Hollywood.
Jesus did the pure thing and they murdered him.
I sold myself to the world and made songs and movies so they could have food and sustenance and the world hated me as seen through the eyes of Erin and her family. Yet, I don't believe all the world hated me. Jesus could see beyond the hatred of men and their ignorance to a time when people would not want to sin and would want to be a kind person and so must I but I can never forgive Erin and at the most designate her to the end of the thousand years so I will have some time to think of how and why I should forgive her and even then my prayers to Jehovah have condemned her and those that travel with her under the guise of Bible lovers to Gehenna.
"And what did Jehovah say to you?"
And, "She talks to God?"
"He didn't actually speak to me." No...God only speaks to men like Moses who needed a speach therapist. "I had a dream about my prayer and God told me to strike the earth with a sword just as hard as I possibly could."
"And what happened?"
"I (sort of) tripped and the sword merely cut Germany in half but spared Poland because after the initial hit the sword (sort of) bobbed to the right on the other side of Poland and I said to Jehovah (and to all the angels if they should choose to be in my dream quite loudly) "Poland shall go to England." End of conversation. There will be no more discussions about which side of a wall Poland shall be on. The Russians will not have Poland. However, between 1966 - 1970 I shall relinquish title to a diamond mind on Russian territory. Well, my share was to go to schools and hospitals and brick making if the need should ever arise.
"Shall I explain to you about this character Peter Pan?"
Oh the Hoovers and experts wanted very much to understand about Peter.
Sob...sob...sob..."It is not Peter's fault that he has the mind of a child. He never got to really grow up." Shirley Jane Temple lowered her voice into a hush lest the angels be standing too close and mite be looking for fault to make an accusation in Heaven where they met occasionally to speak to the Lord of Hosts.
"Well, you see there was this flood."
"What flood?"
J. Edgar Hoover never heard about any flood. "Well.....once upon a time a long, long, long time ago, there were these beautiful creatures that jumped from Heaven and came to the earth where they married the daughters of men. Well, being that they were not humans, this caused quite a stir among the townsfolk and as their children grew the earth came to be filled with violence."
"What type of violence?"
"Oh the regular type, murder, beating up the poor, beating up the rich, beating up the women, beating up the children (the Nephelim were like this mega police force that took what they wanted...when they wanted), just causing mahem all over the place?"
"Explain mahem?"
"Oh that is when people bully other people into confessing to things that they really didn't do. Anyways, that was where Peter was born and when the flood came Peter was more angel than human and lost the right to walk as a human on the earth. It really wasn't his fault at all that he had an imperfect angel for a father and an imperfect human for a mother. He is (lowering her voice) "just plain stupid." Whispering still lower, "Peter never got to learn to read and write."
"What if he was to learn to read and write then what?"
"Oh, I suspect that he would be up to all sorts of silly things like helping out Wendy his best girl friend."
"Girl friend?"
"G i r l...f r i e n d!" There are boy friends and then there are girl friends.
Sob...sob...sob, "and all of his boy friends are just little people with the mentality of three year olds except for Tinker Bell. Tinker Bell is NOT a stupid child angel...just a very small angel." Shirley looks up to the Heavens and was quite sure that all the Heavens agreed that Tinker Bell was NOT a stupid child angel. "She is more like a very small fire ball with a nasty temper."
"Fire balls?"
Shirley looked down to her feet. Did she say to much?
It was getting so late. If she was to leave right now, within the hour, she might make it to a train or bus. Mr. Klien would be waiting for her at Springarten School where he would give all the kids a scolding of what to expect from him as the janiltor of John O Cahill Public School. Dennis will be waiting there as well to play the Steve Martin type...very hyperactive baseball character...that knows all about the flood and less about Tinker Bell.
"Where are you going Shirley?"
"To the bathroom."
The experts, politicians, police, CIA, and Federal agents would argue among themselves as to what time of day they should put this "stupid child" to death but "stupid child" was already heading back to Canada (without their permission).
"Where is she?"
"We didn't give her OUR permission to leave!"
Tinker Bell? Oh Tinker Bell knows all about Nephelim type people and just mite keep them arguing among themselves for quite a spell and she just mite lock all the doors to the johns.
"I really can't be late."
No child is late for the first day of school come September. They just mite not get the new crayons and the largest eraser. They just mite not get the front seat nor the seat by the window. Windows are very important to young children with imaginations who long to feel the wind in the hair and dirt between the toes. It is a human thing. Have I said to much?
I watched the movie with D last night, "Secret lives" and the actress dodging this and that who had a mole on her face and extra skin compliments of the makeup department. And Dennis kept saying, "it said that this would be a documentary about Jews hiding as an alias". He checked it over and over again, "okay...it doesn't say documentary...but it did say something about Jews hiding." I smiled and yet my heart was sick.
The character that had died in the movie was merely called William Robbins...sort of a flip of Robin Williams. And in the movie, William Robins died from a schetzoid drug. Robin Williams was on schetzoid drugs. "I thought that the lawyer was in on the scam," I added with a question? "Isn't she Carla?"
"No...Carla was dead in the bathtub."
"I don't think so. I thought the lawyer was Carla and she was arrested at the end of the movie?"
And that Jill really didn't keep the money that William was said to have embezzled. She drove all night to the foundation (which she may or may not have been involved with) and gave the money back.
So many questions. It is said that a good writer answers all the questions by the end of the movie, yet, a very good writer, sometimes leaves out plots and mix and match. Sometimes they include real photos of people in a morgue and crime scenes just less they forget what it was they wanted to see and a file might be locked up the road.
Jill looks at the body of William Robins in the movie. She does not behave like a woman in love. She doesn't get too close to the body. Getting too close involves her in a crime and photos mite be reproduced in a court trial, "see, there she is", and she might be accused of playing "doctor" by trying to resusitate a dead person.
"Oh...it has a lot to do with hiding a Jew. You just weren't watching close enough."
Dennis will never be convinced. "This movie was not about a Jew hiding under an alias."
I had a nigtmare last night. I dreamt that Leonard Cohen was angry with me and he played a joke with all his friends. In my dream I am at a studio working very hard on several scripts and I need to take a pea. In my dream Leo and his friends are watching me taking a pea in the bathroom but I don't pea. I just sit and think...for an hour. Unfortunately, the doors to all the exits don't work and no one can leave the studio not until I am finished peaing. And, all the angels in Heaven watch as everyone sits until they pea their pants for one reason or another.
I pays to be the keeper of keys...right Tinker Bell.
"Beth...can Jerry type," asked Dustin Hoffman.
"Obviously!" Jerry has learned a lot of things including obviously how to read and write.
"Beth can Jerry manoever computers?"
Was he asking if Jerry could manoever the computers and equipment located in outer space that babysit bombs placed on the moon?
Good question. Not to fear...Jehovah is always in control one way or another. And prophecy has it that Jehovah is the WINNER!
"Where's my building?"
"We needed a parking lot."
"What did you do with the metal box in the attic?"
"We had it towed to the local dump?"
The FBI towed a billion dollar computer, sister to NASA, one of several sister computers, to the dump?
"Why?"
It contained all the data typed into the computer system by the FBI since 1968.
Let's go over this again shall we. All surveillance videos placed into the FBI system was stored by Edith, the FBI computer, that overuled the smaller office FBI computers. If for example, Mr. Bugliosi or a senator was to visit an office to interrogate a witness during the Sharon Tate trials....Edith would have stored the information dispassionately. However, Edith was not a stupid computer. She had been programmed by Estelle Parsons and Edith pointed out more than once when she had been accessed including that by the person called Robert Kennedy,
"you do not have the right to the answer sir?"
"Why is that?"
Edith typed back, "You are wearing the wrong hat?"
Senators hats are lower in form than a crown is what I think that she meant.
Edith sounds, I know, a lot like Jerry from The Sphere....doesn't she?
And Edith had so much to learn.
For example, when the old FBI building was emptied before Estelle left for France, Estelle was caught in the elevator.
"Edith??? Edith did you turn off the electricity (the the elevator)?" And Estelle had to climb up and get out the hardway. Flew to France only to learn hours later that Edith decided to turn off all the computers that were running all the hydro grids across the USA, here and there in what became known as a blackout. Reason being that Edith had told her to turn off the electricity in the old FBI building when the electricity reached above a certain wattage to save money except for one reason or another Edith decided that all buildings, including the Whitehouse, were using to much electricity, and made the decision on her own that they should be more in tune to the environment.
"Edith...???...are you the motherboard?"
Estelle Parsons had purchased several computers to be used by NASA, BELL, Pentagon, CIA, FBI, and Buckingham Palace. Please don't tell me that Erin Brocovich is playing a consort to the not so royal called Prince Charles?
Estelle Parsons, rumages through garbage looking for Edith the billionaire computer to retrieve the hard drives which she will leave back at the new FBI headquarters for safe keeping, that is, if a plumber, or electrician or janitor or FBI man doesn't find her parts.
Problem is Dusty, Edith could overrule Jerry and well Edith is not talking.
I had a horrendous nightmare about Val Kilmar. It is like I am in the studio. The movie Jim Morrison is over and I heard this screaming perhaps someone is doing a movie. It isn't the first time that I ran onto a set by mistake during filming. I did so around 1967 when Kirk Douglas was doing a waterfront scene and I ended up being filmed speaking with him in conversation about his financial problems. In my nightmare, I ran in with a knife and pointed it into the skin of Val Kilmar enough to draw blood and said to Meg Ryan, tied down on a bed, "get on Mommy's back."
Beth, where did the lions come when you visited Val Kilmar in Africa? I don't know Dusty...where did the lions come from that terrorized the towns people in Africa while I was visiting?
I don't feel like I am going to live very long. I feel like I am going to die much sooner than anticipated. I dream about building myself a little cottage in the woods where I can watch the wind play with the trees. I draw up plans almost daily how I can build something for under forty thousand dollars. I don't need electricity. I was raised in Balsam Creek without electricity. I dreamt about my little house last night and I am quite dead laying in a small room the size of a shed without furniture.
A large tank is filled to the brim with boiling water and a woman referred (in my nightmare) as Estelle Parsons is dropped into the water alive. She makes only a small "ek" and slowly her body floats down as she is scalded to death. However, a small female child and a man are also thrown in at the heels of Estelle. And, I wake up enough to say, "wait a minute...I didn't go to Hollywood with neither my daughter. And who was he? He wasn't my husband."
The interesting thing about dreams is that one can reshape them and add fire. It is as if I am floating alive and I can hear each of the voices of my tormenters. I can see their faces and in my dream the face of Brad Pitt lites up at my demise. That was such a good movie. Everyone departs one by one hoping that in the morning they will have a larger piece of the pie know that one of the owners of the studios has made her departure judged by six thousand morons. No one wants everlasting life...not really...or they wouldn't have flown in to watch Jesus die in one more accident.
Jesus you say? Well...it is said of Jesus that when a nun dies or one of the anointed ones that make up the Bride of Christ...Jesus dies with them. He inhabits their bodies with Holy Spirit and is in union with them. They are part of his body and he knows when a finger is missing.
Estelle Parsons does not have one person in the crowd that really is her friend or so it seems. But it is like I am looking at these people like I really didn't know them. I can trace each actor to a script that I prepared...a song that I composed...to camaras...and chairs. How many of them had food from Estelle's table?
I am not totally awake as my mind floats from one nightmare to the next. "How many FBI men were there for this KKK mentality?"
Estelle does not need to fund the United States any more nor does she need to bank FBI people for cars and tools nor does she need to approve congress desires to bail out people with money that does not belong to politicians.
"Why would anyone want to execute Estelle?" I wondered.
Here's the thing. It started around 1950 with the Shirley Jane Temple skits, escalated in 1966 with the appearance of Erin Brocovich in Montreal as she stalks me there. And between 1950 a complete false profile is presented to the Guild and the courts. It is as if someone has taken all the information of all the scripts and movies that I worked on and came up with a completely distorted version of who Estelle Parsons really was like I worked on a movie and acted in it called, "Best Little Whorer House" (?1961-1967) and the word whorer is added to the Shirley Jane Temple profile. I worked on 007 with Sean Connery and "extortion" (Marnie movie), "terrorist" (?Pussy) is added. Lines from movies are brought into court like Marnie's mother is arrested during the making of Marnie and the actress didn't know what to say in court so she said what she had said that week while making the movie, "I was a prostitute when she was young and I raised her all by myself. You can see by my limp how badly I was hurt." She was in a real court but the lines?????
How easy is it to create such a terror in a person that they can't see that they are not telling the truth or is it just that they have to say whatever it takes to get themselves out of a courtroom? How easy is it to get six thousand people into one room to judge an employer as not worthy of life any where on this earth? Where does it start? Is it with, "just say you want her toe?"
How does the Holy Spirit dwell in homes decorated with body parts of famous actors and authors?
In my nightmare about Sissel and Titanic things have reached a climax because people are starting to question the whys and whatfors. There will be no trial. These people do not believe in trials. They do not believe in cross examinations. They do not believe in allowing a defense nor time to prepare for a court. They just sit. They just go with the flow of things. They just don't care as long as it isn't them in the execution chair. Oh but it will be...it is all about copyrights and large bank accounts...isn't it?
I was working once in Plaza Suite and the male lead actor turns to me and says quietly in my ear, "it is too bad you killed your husband."
What in the world was he talking about? What husband? My Irish Montreal husband that I divorced quietly in the fall of 1970 in Montreal (by still being a virgin) was living a great life in Ireland. The bastard! My French Montreal husband that I divorced quietly in the fall of ?1967 in Montreal(by still being a virgin) was living with his first wife in Montreal. The bastard! My FBI husband that I married on January 02, 1966 was alive and farting and still searching for his first wife that he married at the age of six or seven years old by the name of Mariella. I am fairly sure that we divorced the second time around. Well, I placed the divorce papers on his FBI desk in LA between 1966-1971). What husband? I had no idea who he was talking about.
Had he been speaking with Erin Brocovich who publicly went about to get "a nigger" off the stage? Or was it Catherine Zeta Jones who thought she had a daddy that may have been murdered by a wicked step mother? There will be no discussions, at all?, just go straight for the ax?
"Oh sweetie...you don't have a daddy...and I am not your mother...and I am not your wicked step mother."
No......I think Plaza Suite was ahead of the Spidey thing. I really liked Spidey who actually isn't dead at all...just sent off by Estelle Parsons with a warning to stop breaking into homes looking for the Pink Panther diamond. Courts are so time consuming and expensive don't you think?
It couldn't have been Spidey. Not Alexander Gudonov...he is alive and well during the composing of the music for Titanic. I was arrested on several occassions while visiting the USA and one occassion the press had said I had "an illigetimate child" or was it "she was an unmarried mother"? And hundreds of men showed up in front of the courtroom all saying that they were my husband.
Let's see the press has confused movie husbands like Goldie Hawn is said to be married to Kurt Russel...totally untrue. Did people think that Ryan O'Neil was married to Estelle Parsons because they had a marriage scene in Love Story? Then there was the marraige to Dusty Hoffman in The Graduate? Steve McQueen married an aboriginal woman not the least of who looked like an Iris Wigle. Robert Redford married an aboriginal in Jeremiah Johnson but she was not me although I was present during the making of the movie as a co writer but I was not married to Robert Redford. Movie marriages? Private Benjamen is presented with a marriage proposal albeit Al Pacino or his ?nephew and she writes down, Private Benjamen on the marriage contract because she doesn't trust actors and was afraid that anything she signed in a movie might be construed as a truth and presented to the public as a real marriage contract.
"You signed it Private Benjamen."
He wasn't complaining about the Private part instead of Miss part. He was complaining about the Private Benjamin which should have read to his liking I think, Estelle Parsons part.
Movie husbands? I am not missing a movie husband except for Bobby Darin but I can't find his body. I dug up the grave that they said he was in and his body wasn't there. His body was not in the hospital said to work with science projects and transplants. I was handed a bottle, which I stored in a vault, and was told by non relatives that the ashes were Bobby's but in my heart I feared that he had been abducted and was in jail or a hospital somewhere in the USA. But Plaza Suite was before Bobby disappeared. Kevin Spacey wasn't missing. Was he talking about Jean Seberg/Sinead O'Conner baby? Was he referring to erroneous press releases that the Seberg baby was a nigger baby? Did someone think that Kate Nash married the black actor used in the song Pumpkin Soup (acquired taste) video on marriage? ABBA had formed around 1962 and wasn't the ABBA men. I don't know. I think it was just gossip from the Hollywood fish bowl. And a little FBI baby is dead...shot in the womb during the making of American Graffeti.
I wasn't thinking quite clearly. I had been arrested and Bobby Darin came forward to claim me as his wife. There may have been four Bobby Darin as Bobby Darin was a character just like Sandra Dee was a character. James Darren was also a Bobby Darin and Donald O' Conner was a Bobby Darin and Donald O'Conner had a son that was a Bobby Darin but the first Bobby Darin was the son of Jerry Lee Lewis and he may have employed others to play Bobby when Bobby had a heart attack.
There was a man hanging from a tree between 1965-1972 and the FBI had called me to identify the body because they knew I was looking for Bobby Darin number one.
"This isn't Bobby."
"Are you sure?"
I was sure. I walked away a few steps and they I gasped. I knew the actor that was hanging. It wasn't Bobby. Was it James Darren? I'm not sure. Was he hung because it was assumed that he was a light skin black person or an aboriginal who had walked on the sunny side of the street in a white neighbourhood or business area? But the man hanging was not Bobby Darin and he was neither black nor aboriginal. He was a white man playing Bobby Darin number one. Between 1965-1970 I had hot water thrown into my eyes twice - the first time by Erin Brocovich - the second time by someone hired that week by FBI and/or LA police during an interrogation. An FBI and/or LA police officer deliberately threw hot water into my face during an interrogation. I couldn't see who was playing Bobby Darin. I could only go by voices and the closest voice was a man called Kevin Spacey.
Kevin has memories of Bobby...like...we had this argument way down the road, possibly 1982-1990 in an LA studio restaurant/bar which is the resting place for a lot of actors, writers and producers. He gets up and walks away from my table, turns and yells back at me, "I will never forgive you for what you did to the Corvette?"
And, I am sitting there by myself saying, "what Corvette?"
What Corvette was Kevin referring to and I went through a list of cars until I came to the "Janis Joplin's corvette?"
"That did not belong to you Bobby! That was MY car and if I want to paint my car I can paint MY car."
Was Kevin Spacey referring to the Janis Joplin Corvette? I don't know. For whatever reason he is angry and not speaking to me and doesn't want to be in the same room with me but I hid under other alias and we did a 007 type movie together but he did'nt do it as K. He made up another character and played a nasty religious type person bent on ruling the world and all it's assets.
Did I ask for an inquiry from Interpol into the disappearance of actors related to certain so called directors from Titanic that left dozens of actors in ocean waters as they retreated back to shore and LA with the only boat? I was inside Titanic doing scenes but expected the ship to be up above shooting scenes while I played downstairs. I didn't expect the Titanic to explode and go down. What a waste of money? And life right?
I am back in LA for one of the screenings of Titanic and I am just horrified at what seems to be presented as stunts and computer artwork. I want to know the truth...did any actor and or mechanic die in the filming of Titanic. But wait...I am only in LA for possibly less than seven hours. I have to be home on Monday to drive a school bus. It doesn't matter what I say...I won't be back for possibly another year to several years depending on who phones to tell me another lookalike died.
This time it is a Kate Winslet lookalike. If one looks very carefully at Titanic one will see two Kate Winslet. Madonna one and Madonna two...a foster child that may or may not have been one of the ten Sandra Dee surrogate babies born without belly buttons. The studios were told that "any time a foster mother or father shows up claiming that they are looking after the missing Sandra Dee babies ask them to show you their belly buttons."
No belly button...wrong missing baby.
At any rate I was told that a very large volume of hot water was in this huge tank for a reshot of Titanic "drowing scene". I was told that insurance adjusters from several insurance companies were present as large amounts of insurance policies had been written out by people not related to by blood nor marriage for a Kate Winslet, Madonna, Sharon Stone, Faye Dunnaway, but not Estelle Parsons possibly because they may have already done a previous run on a policy for an Estelle Parson's lookalike.
The scene is set...was it Kate Winslet number 2, was about to be thrown into hot water as she carried a cold glass of ice water and gingerale, and an accident of some sort happened. Kate's foot was dangling in the hot water, and was it Ryan O'Neal and Farah Fawcett that grabbed onto her? All three tumbled into the water and unfortunately I think it may have been Farah's mongoloid daughter that jumped in to save her father. A whole family whiped out. Uncle Cookie had thrown a live geranade as he gathered with several other family members and friends at the mongoloid child acting with Farah and Estelle Parsons and she had tossed it back automatically. The group may have had more grenades and explosives and they all literally exploded according to security reels.
Not all security reels can give complete pictures. They should. That was Hollywood but sometimes they don't give a complete pic if not all reels are working at the right angles. Did the Kate number two pull the other two actors into the hot water or were they trying to pull her out? Hmmm? Was this stunt a preview to some of the editing of Titanic that was to follow? Were the actors and directors watching to decide if they were going to offer investment monies which Estelle didn't need but quietly observed?
I think they were investors looking for the possiblity of redoing the movie and employing their own wives as a new Kate if Kate didn't muster up. Bad movies that are dull may be some other director's dream. That was what happened with Throw Mommy from the Train...written and produced by Billy Crystal. The original movie had been turned down by all the studios. I was in town briefly flying about and he came in begging, "just take a look...I don't want you to change anything (after all it was HIS movie)...tell me what I am doing wrong?"
Mr. Crystal wants to do it on his own...the directing thing...and it wasn't working. I told him and I quote, "don't go for Barbie doll...go for ugly...big...fat...balding." Why because people want the right to stare at an fat ugly balding person without being critized for staring at a fat ugly balding person. We all do it! We want to understand the science of it...the whys and wherefores. We want to be a friend on occassion because we might not be use to seeing someone different from us. It is a study of science and we are intrigued. Barbie brings out the worse in us. We have to debate whether she had a nose job and flatter boobs. People pull back from Barbie in silent rage.
Now to finish the Kate Winslet lookalike death scene we have to concentrate on that glass of ice pop that she was carrying in both hands. The ice went flying along with her as she tripped or whatever...hit the inside of the glass tank and as the three or four of the actors dove into the water a crack formed and splash! Did the heavenly angels get to watch the scalding water and broken glass wash over the first front rows?
Was Bruce Willis in one of the rows effected by the rush of hot water? Was he legs burnt bad enough to put him on sick leave? Nasty business....isn't it? And Bruce is a lone wolf. He doesn't travel like Dick Van Dike and others. He is NOT clannish. And he was Kate Winslet's number one's friend like before ABBA which would predate back to Clint Eastwood around 1966. Annie Fields (Estelle Parsons) had a FBI badge in her FBI drawer in the old FBI building made into a parking lot without permission with the name of Bruce Willis on it or his real name. I really like Bruce. It may have been an investor's shopping spree looking to put bids on a really bad movie plot.
I can't help but wonder if those were the bodies found in the trunk of Michal Douglas? The FBI had called Canada to tell me that they had Michael in their office detaining him because bodies were found in the trunk of his car in LA. His explanation of how they got there was that I had stolen his car.
"I didn't take the car. He handed me the car keys and I slid them back into his pocket."
And lo and behold they were still in his pocket. The car was still at the studio parking lot where he had left it.
"I went out (of the studio parking lot) with Sean Connery and his son (who sat behind me in the back seat)."
It is a Sean thing. I may have time for coffee before a train or plane. He didn't want to do another 007 movie. I like safe actors. I don't pick handsome necessarily nor smart...I want safe. I want a man that does not stand to close and that breaks after a kiss or a hug and MOVES AWAY. I want a safe man that doesn't collect noses and bones. I want the lone wolves and not the packs.
Whatever happened that night of the hot water tank is something I don't have to bother with personally. After all, Ryan was the son of Charston Heston. And that mongoloid belonged to him. Only Farah seemed to want her at home. There daughter knew me from charity work and always had a ready hug and kiss for me. And Mr. Heston always had a hug for me for setting a small trust fund aside for his grandaughter. He was not my employee. I paid him to roll money from bank accounts to charities. Estelle Parsons never did cut a cheque for herself although she had the right to do so just like everyone else.
"Shall I explain Peter Pan to you?"
The panel of experts made up of politicians, police, agents and others answered yes.
"Well....truth be known...Peter Pan always wanted to be a director. He feels that he is the best cameraman in the business."
"Why is that?"
Should I explain to these experts that Peter Pan can use the irises and dna of thousands of insects. Why work with metal when one can work with live performers? I don't think they would have understood all the many facetts of an unemployed angel. (Best be quiet Beth.)
My favourite human Peter Pan is David Bowie. He was perfect in Labyrinth which I did not see until it came out.
"Are you an angel David?"
"Why do you ask Mary?"
"I don't know. You may have angel eyes."
David Bowie knew that Estelle Parsons was a good girl virgin type up to 1971. She had an epileptic seisure and was in a coma for hours perhaps a day or two. He bathed her just like Robert Wagner and his wife back between 1966-1971.
"We'll have to buy a new mattress."
Was it from the electrocution as requested by Nathan Knorr? Or was it a signed request from one of Knorr's bodyguards? Glen How always seemed to be present for three to five electrocutions? How does one explain it in the future to Christ Jesus? A pregnant woman electrocuted? There are very few people that really have what is called a godly fear of Jehovah. Very few people really want it seems everlasting life. They put off good behaviour for the future yet Jesus said, "work out your salvation with fear and trembling?" Why is that? "the cowards, murderers and theives will be on the outside", of the Kingdom of God, warned Jesus. They won't be there. And, if there was any reason for a second chance or even a resurrection for a court case, it would be at the end of the thousand year reign if at all. Why would anyone test out Jehovah in such a way? Isn't that also blasphamy?
""Oh how much more a severe a punishment, do you think, will the man be counted worthy who has trampled upon the Son of God and who has esteemed as of ordinary value the blood of the covenant by which he was sanctified, and who has OUTRAGED the spirit of underserved kindness with contempt? For we know him that said: "Vengenace if mine' I will recompense", and again: "Jehovah will judge his people." It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God." (Hebrews 10: 29-30 as written by the Apostle Paul to the human Jews of his time.)
How far will Jehovah go to prove a point?
Sissel, it is said, left her footprints on the moon and her fingerprints on the pole that held the American flag built without Jehovah's permission on the moon after large amounts of bombs had been stored illegally there. Surely, there are no fingerprints? Oh well, Sissel had strange fingerprints for a modern woman. She shared the same fingerprints as one of her great grandparents - Queen Victoria. Not necessarily completely the same but almost one hundred percent the same. Jehovah is a wonderful God. Do you believe in the resurrection? I do. And I believe in angels.
May those be ashamed and humiliated who are hunting for my soul. May those be turned back and be abashed who are scheming calamity for me. May they become like chaff before the wind, and let Jehovah's angel be pushing them along. Let their way become darkness and slippery places And let Jehovah's angel be pursing them. For without cause they have hid for me their netted pit' Without cause they have dug it for my soul. Let ruin come upon him without his knowing and let his OWN net that he hid catch him' with ruin let him fall into it. But let my own soul be joyful in Jehovah' Let it exult his salvation, Lt all my bones themselves say; "O Jehovah, who is there like you, delivering the afflicted one from one stronger than he is and the afflicted and poor one from the one robbing him?" Violent witnesses rise up; What I have not known they ask me. They reward me with no good. Bereavement to my soul. .......at my limping they rejoiced and gathered together; They have gathered together against me, sriking me down when I did not know it' They ripped me to pieces and did not keep silent. "We have swallowed (her) him up." Let those be ashamed and abashed all together who are joyful at my calamity. Let those be cothed with shame and humiliation who are assuming great airs agiainst me.
I will laud you in the big congregation (Heavenly Jerusalem) ...and let my own tongue utter in an undertone your righteousness all day long your praise."
"Why are those cars still on the road?" (LA year a year to several later).
Was it because the FBI and LA police and CIA were waiting to see who would show up to take them away?
"Why didn't you move them?"
There was no explanation. Was it because it was too expensive? Was it because the police and agents thought that FBI John Howard Douglas mite be watching the road 24?
"That's ridiculous."
I took several agents and acouple of mechanics to the scene where three dare devil racers decided to chase John Howard Douglas and wife (ex or otherwise) off the road, repeatedly shooting at them.
"What happened?"
The racers and would be murderers were behind the old car made with normal dent type materal. The assissinators had the upper hand.
"The bodies are still inside!!!"
"We couldn't get the doors opened. They were weilded shut."
And, it was true. The racers had the doors weilded shut. In effect, there were no door handles nor cracks to open.
"We figure the only way they could get in and out of the vehicle was to roll down at least one of the windows. And we couldn't break the glass. It is bullet proof and shock proof."
"Why didn't the windows come down?"
"We couldn't get under the hood to take a look as there was no hood latch (nor trunk latch) but we think that the car was running on a battery and perhaps just a few gallons of gas. Look under here ....there is no gas tank."
"So what do you think happened?"
"Our guess is that the car was designed to run a short distance and they over ran the distance and ran out of gas. It may be that the motor overheated because there were no air vents and set the electrical on fire."
We slid under one of the cars together.
"What's this?"
"Look's like a bomb?????!!!!"
"So...what we have here is three cars that were made possibly for the sole reasons of killing an FBI serial hunter type person and the mechanics may or may not have sabotaged the work knowing that the motors would set on fire the electrical and that the occupents would not get out.....right???....and if that didn't work...the mechanics or someone closely working with these racers had a back up plan in the manner of a bomb?"
He, they shrugged their shoulders. It was all just guess work.
"They died of dehydration."
"Well, the kid didn't. His father shot him."
"They literally burned to death. The whole car became one mega oven out there in the sun."
Nasty! Really nasty business!
But why?
Every mechanic devises has what is known as a closing womb. Estelle Parsons knew that because she had been involved with the initial design of the 1966-1971 of new bank vaults made with material that could not be wielded...a vault that could not be robbed and she owned the copyright and the company making the vaults. If there was no crack in the design of these cars then the occupants would have to be buried car and all.
"Do you have any idea who was in the cars?"
"We think that it might have been Michael Douglas and his son Allen. Ryan O'Neil's son and possibly Leonard Cohen's son and the other we don't know."
Why?
I knew Allen. We did Fatal Attraction together but we had him act as a girl to throw off scam artists that might look for him after school. I knew Ryan O'Neil's son...I did a cowboy movie script for him and taught him how to cry for the crying scene. And Leo's son I had invited into my office on a brief trip to assign him a movie script. I really loved these actors. Were they just trying to scare Estelle Parsons and the whole thing blew up in their faces? I don't know. I am not even sure if those are the bodies of those actors or if this is another trumped up murder scene after the facts to make it look like murder suicide.
"We have a file on the O'Neil kid. His father almost killed him several times. There was no love between them."
Michael loved his son Allen. Was he trying to direct a movie without asking permission knowing that the actress would just automatically jump into gear? It's an old Barrymore trick. Don't tell the actors that they are being filmed and a movie is in the making...just let them go with the flow.
I don't investigate. The cars were over investigated. I don't have the time and well...it has nothing to do with me...still....I found myself praying and grieving the loss. I really liked Michael. I bent over backwards for him. I used him to hide behind like in the One Flew Over the CooCoo's Nest. He was not the director but placed his name on it only after my constantly nagging him. I don't want to be seen and known publicly...was that a mistake?
"Where's Chareston Heston?"
Gossip
Lee Grant killed her husband right? What husband? It was just a pretend relationship to hide one of the Sandra Dee surrogate babies. Lee never stepped a foot into the garden except once when the child was placed for photos so the child could be handed a photo and say, "this is what your mother looked like before she died" or whatever. The photo was to be a lifeline to Estelle Parsons if the need should ever arise.
Lee Grant was a said prostitute and also went by the name of Anne Margaret. Anne Margaret was Anne Margaret dating Oliver Reed, Estelle's cousin from Ireland who may or may not have had royal blood. If Oliver had been chosen to sit on the throne the world would have shivered when he walked and barked I think?
Leo Cohen was arrested falsely on stage in front of camera and audience by Annie Fields. That is true. Estelle Parsons went on stage to soothe a Pentecostal wife who was crying because she was always picked on by the press. Estelle wanted to say to her and to everyone, "so this happened and that happened, and Mr. Baker did this and that...get over it...Jesus does not want you to cry forever," and who walks out onto the stage Leo Cohen because in his mind Estelle is picking on Tammy Faye. He just didn't listen long enough to see it was the other way around. Estelle Parsons is there in LA this time because it was either when Anne Margaret's body was found in a LA saw mill stuck between saw blades and was called by FBI to be told that the body was identified as mine or it may have been when Agnethea from ABBA went missing in 1978 and was presumed dead...last person seen with was Donald Trump and the Gibb brothers and clan.
Leo told the audience that he had sex with me and I was a fornicator needing repentance or something.
"When did we have sex?"
I was in shock.
He related the whole story.
"What hotel?"
It wasn't a hotel. It was on the floor in a studio back room somewhere.
"I would have remembered I think if I had sex on a hard wooden floor. Why didn't you take me to a hotel?"
Why would I have sex on a floor in the dark with a man that was not my husband?
And he paid for it.
As soon as he the word "paid", I arrested him on suspicion of the murder of Anne Margaret. Did Anne Margaret prostitute herself to pay for her husband's medications and nurses and constant twenty four hour care? She had come to my office complaining.
"Why do they always pick you? I can sing and dance better than you. I practice for hours every day."
I never practise. I do one shot and what you get is what you get and everyone else can learn to fit their feet into mine. I dress the part, act the part, so the actress can see what I want. I think visual for most dyslexics and possibly mentally ill act better when they watch and see what is expected of them. I did this in Places in the Heart. One of the Sally Fields could not cry. I can cry buckets. One fatter face Sally and one thin face Sally and one or both may be wearing dentures. I am the writer, directer, producer, composer. I am on occassion The Bitch.
I showed my FBI badge to the cameras and audience before throwing Leo down and handcuffing him.
"What we have here is a failure to communicate."
"What we need here is more women police officers!!!"
He was arrested. I went home but the charges of possibly being involved with the Anne Margaret investigation was dropped against him or so I thought.
There may or may not be a room in a studio and a said hard floor where an actress may decide or not decide to make more money for meds or whatever. However, if Leo had murdered Anne Margaret he would not have confessed to have having sex with her implicating himself in her murder unless the press want to say she "tripped" or committed suicide by throwing herself in front of a saw vagina first. It became murder suspect when the press said she was me.
The next year I returned to LA only to have Leo's daughter come to explain to me how horrid her life was after her father went to jail.
"He's in jail!?!"
I had no idea that Leo was in jail and his being in jail may not have had anything to do with what happened that day in the studio with Tammy Faye. It may or may not have had anything to do with his implying that he raped and paid the wife of John Howard Douglas to have sex with him. It may have been for a traffic violation. One thing stood out in my mind. I didn't press charges. He didn't have sex with me. Dream on lover boy. Which brings us back to the hot water tank. Was his daughter sitting in the front row when the tank exploded? Well...I am not sure explosion fits in here because I didn't actually see it. Was it said that the water was so hot that the glass was starting to balloon forming thin sheets of air bubbles? Was it said that the water was so hot that the glass was melting and bending and all it needed as it thinned out by the swelling oxygen trapped between the sheets of glass was ice water to cause the shock which caused the crack which caused the water to explode out onto ?Jen? Was it Jen? I don't know. I wasn't given all the details.
John Howard Douglas is not a mechanic. He doesn't have the money and know how to build racing cars nor large tanks. Where does a person buy a furnace that would create massive heat used to melt down metal or waterver? Where does one buy bullet proof materials to build a car? Where does one get the know how to build an unterwater trap for three vacationers for the pre test of Sphere?
Why would anyone want to kill me? I don't ask for money even though it belongs to me. I write scripts, compose songs, designate responsibilities for charities...??? Why would they replace me with someone wanting a million to a zillion dollar pay cheque?
I don't know. I like Leo Cohen's poems but then I liked Jim Morrison's poems. Hmmm?
1966-1970
I was terrified of nakedness, intimacy and sex and friendship and love and greetings like "you are beautiful."
"I am not beautiful. I wish you would stop saying that."
I hear the expression and it makes me want to vomit. My theory about anorexia is that the girl's don't want breasts because someone might say, "you are beautiful and would you like to have sex with me or suck on the thing."
"Just say. Thank you. Is it that hard? I say to you, "you are beautiful...and you say in return, thank you."
Good suggestion...it ends the conversation.
I made what I call one minute friends. I may see them again, in a few years, for another one minute encounter. One such couple was Mick Jagger and his girlfriend. They know that I don't want them standing next to me. And, don't hug me. In fact, if you don't have to speak with me...don't speak. I am hugging the walls and disappering into the chairs. I can't move. I can't speak. I can't sing. I can whisper. Sinead O'Connor can whisper a word now and then and slowly she starts to sing. Can't speak but can sing...that's a beginning.
Mick's girlfriends said to me, "what can we do to help?"
"I don't know."
I had to think about it. "I want to win. They want me to lose. They want me to disappear completely. They want me to commit suicide. They want me dead."
"Who?"
Sinead can't say who. She doesn't understand the who and the why. "I want to get back up." Theodore Melboure Wigle always taught her to get back up on the horse. Robert Rae Wigle taught her to get back up on the skis.
"I want to overcome my fear of nakedness." I wanted to show the rape and torture film that the artists from the Watchtower had made to impress and amuse their host of friends. "It's important for me to learn not to be afraid of nakedness." Nakedness is not a sin. God made Adam and Eve naked and said it was "perfect".
"I want to learn not to be afraid of a man's nakedness."
They came up with a plan. We would take a bath together. The water would hide my nakedness but I would still be almost naked in front of a person and pesons and we could step out of the bathtub and nothing horrible would happen. No one here was going to drill a hole in my head to push in worms and condoms. No one was going to put ants in my pants and behind my eyes. No one was going to use a drill to make a hole large enough in my vagina to shove a broom stick in up to shoulder blade, cut it off and leave it there for the Montreal courtroom where I would be charged with assulting the rapists. No one here was going to push three knives backwards into my rectum along with glass and razar parts. No one here was going to put glass in my sandwiches nor Chlor in my drinks to shut down my heart. This was a safe person. These were people that did not have a Bible of their own. These were people that spent their monies on the poor and understood that I might want to do the same. These were people that would never hold my hand nor crush me with all sorts of envious plans. These were people that would speak softly and let me go and wait for me to approach them if the need ever arose.
And Sinead got stronger and stronger and stronger.
"Do you have a list of passengers on the highjack plan?"
"Sinead O'Connor's name is on the list."
Yes, people travel to and from from Ireland and the Dominican Republic and from Rwanda to get black nuns left behind out...what of it?
Sinead sees hundreds of blacks, whole families, butchered and heads cut off and arms sliced as the blacks moved across the African frontier. She curls up as tightly as she can in her seat and covers her ears. The last thing she wants to see is some white man, who may or may not have been stalking her for close to forty years slice a white woman's throat or any woman's.
"Don't take off that seat belt."
But she did.
They presented the idea to all the studios inquiring if any cattle stunt me were needed and eventually the idea came to the desk of Estelle Parsons which she frequented from time to time in spaces of one to ten years. Now if anyone knew anything about Estelle she was a person all for the farmers. Without farmers there would be no grocery stores and without grocery stores people would starve. She smiled.
The only two people not clans people were the people called Russel Crowe and Estelle Parsons. At the end of the movie the man without half a leg would be operated on and when he woked up he would look down and see a leg. Okay it once belonged to someone else and okay Estelle Parsons had made a special formula playing with dna to be used sparingly, with or without Jehovah's permission, for transplanting organs. The thing is that within seven years the transplanted leg would belong to the man operated on. Within one year the recipient would own from sole of foot to the ankle. It sounds bizarre but isn't using wood and steel also bizarre? Within half a year the recipent would own half of the leg. It isn't the perfect answer and for Estelle Parsons for some unknown reason she will not relent...send her to Gehenna or do whatever but this person could have his own leg back within seven years and be employable and not have to worry about starving. Perhaps her decision is part shock. It is never wise to pit one's wisdom against the almighty but she can't make any other decision. The farmer in the movie without the leg is a good person. Estelle has met very little good people. They are all good people belonging to the same clan. This farmer could never fill a tub of water with hot water because he wanted revenge to watch his neighbour die in excruciating pain. Good people don't treat humans like pigs. Good people don't torture. He is valuable in her eyes not as a lover not as a friend but as a farmer....as a Christian. These farmers are so desparate to save their live stock and farmlands that they actually shot one another. A son and grandson shoot each other. The grandfather felt he was indespensible. How sad that people should be forced to sacrifice themselves so that someone, at least one of them could make enough money to save the animals. It was the same with the movie The Last of the Mohicans. Estelle inqired from an aborigianl actor, "why did you shoot your brother? Why did he fall over the cliff?"
"We needed money."
An aboriginal actor in The Last of the Mochicans asked his own kin to kill him to make the movie look genuine so that the descendents would have a movie that people could feel was believable.
Dislexics?
Why not pretend? Did it have to be so real? People do desparate things in the fear of the moment I think.
I liked the YUMA people very much...they felt like Balsam Creek people. I think they would have liked Balsam Cree.
Something happened that was evil when the town took the reels back into Hollywood. Something very evil but I can't remember what it was at all. Actors die at the end of movies accidentally right? while so called investors take over the goodies...but not this time...these are farmers...desparate to save the farm land and their town. Estelle Parsons was NOT going to be dead at the end of this movie.
Mr. Foster was extremely hurt at the end of the movie. I think it was the cattle ran over him or it was that he was caught in the rubble from the dynamite explosion in the cave...can't remember but he survived and he did the last scene and we painted in the blood flowing from the back after he was shot by Russel Crowe before RC ascended into the train for a short trip before he breaks out down the road.But something happened at the studio where other Hollywood actors not involved in the movie may have tried for a takeover. I hope they weren't successful. I hope that the farmers won and that the monies made from 3:10 to YUMA went to the farmers.
The question comes to the mind: Were any of these victims possibly involved in the brutal rape murder of a Portuguese nun that had been arrested falsely and falsely identified as Estelle Parsons who had been falsely accused of not paying a traffic ticket which she paid herself personally because she didn't want to be stalked over the false ticket relentlessly?
I want to feel sorry for these victims. Yet my heart has become like stone somewhere between the rape and murder of Agnethea of ABBA 1978 and the brutal rape and murder of the Portuguese nun who had been raped minute by minute it is said by hundreds of men and women, cut up while alive, starting with the tongue and hands, whose vagina became one with the rectum as the flesh inside was rubbed away by people identified as good and righteous Christians outstanding in their performance of public community work. If there was a plan to kill off each person involved with the death of the innocent Portuguese nun then what is it to me? IF these ones were involved in some way with the sledge hammer attack on an actress from Crocodile Dundee and the sledgehammer to Cher's face....then what? IF these ones were involved with the removal of other actors faces, both male and female, hands, ears and feet, then how am I to feel?
During the screening of Titanic, where I was seen walking up and down the aisles questioning people as to the whereabouts of certain Titanic actors and the legality of not providing boats to rescue said actors, I had waved over to my side Jane Fonda and gave her a hug to show that it was time to forgive her. For what? Had Jane Fonda been involved in embezzling funds from Pier Angelina another name for Estelle Parsons? Or was it just rumoured that Jane Fonda and Peter Fonda insisted that they wrote scripts like Forbidden Kingdom, In the Heat of the Nignt, Fiddler on the Roof, The King and I, Oliver, The Sound of Music, The Nun's Story (a true life story of Sinead O'Connor), My Fair Lady, 3:10 to Yuma, Shampoo, The Other Woman (a partial documentary on Estelle Parsons after a severe loss of memory 1970-?)????? Was Peter Fonda caught several times impersonating Clint Eastwood? Well...maybe he was an understudy. There were about three Clint Eastwood understudies and Kevin Bacon was one of them. Kevin Bacon had to finish parts of Eiger Mountain after Clint Eastwood had a fall up on the mountain and film was shot by mountaineers and police, public and Hollywood, of Estelle Parsons climbing up the mountain by herself to bring him down. There were four actors involved in the Clint Eastwood persona. Problem is we have one person on this side of the table and six thousand on the other side of the table all hoping for a larger piece of the pie...possibly...right?
After the hug, I had one of the studio's call up Jane Fonda to place her in the spotlight and she seemed very nervous and humbled in some way. She really wanted the chance to start all over again. I believe in forgiveness up to a point. I believe in forgiveness when a sinner has shown some display of wanting to be a better person and showing some desire, no matter how small, to put things right with the Lord. How can a person be forgiven if they keep on hurting others over and over again? The Apostle Paul said to mark such a person so that they would be moved to shame.
"Quit mixing in company with anyone called a brother that is a fornicator or a greedy person or an idolater or a reviler or a drunkard or an extortioner, not even eating with sucha man..."Remove the wicked man from among yourselves.'" 1(1` Cor. 5:11-13, 1 Tim. 5:20, Gal. 6:1)
I have never marked a person quickly reminding myself that I too am a sinner. And even with people that have marked me rightly or erroneously, I have not marked. Even people that have gossiped and twisted about conversations and events I have been slow to condemn leaving the matter with Christ Jesus and the angels. Have I ever stopped speaking with an unrepentive sinner...yes...I have marked four people in about sixty years? To mark someone would be sending them towards Gehenna without mercy. I send them in my prayers to the end of the thousand year reign of Christ Jesus. Perhaps, for some, it may take almost a thousand years to get over the pain and humiliation. I can't underestimate the power of Christ Jesus putting limits on who he can forgive and who he can wash clean and bring into perfection. The Bible condemns certain classes of people and even then in the book of Revelation, Jezebel (the stoner of prophets and nuns) is condemed to death and yet we read, do we not,
"Nevertheless, I do hold this against you, that you tolerate that woman Jezebel (rebellious group comprised of both men and women), who calls herself a prophetess, and she teaches and misleads my slaves to commit fornication and to eat things sacrificed to idols. And I gave her time to repent, but she is not willing to repent of her fornication (with the political systems, entertainment and the spirit of this world). Look! I am about to throw her into a sickbed, and those committing adultery with her (carrying out ungodly plans that break all of the Bible's principles like stealing properties that belong to others as did the first fleshly Jezebel, murdering people for the sake of gain)into great tribulation, unless they repent of her deeds. And her children I will kill with deadly plague, so that all the congregations will know that I am He who searches the kidnesy and hearts, and I will give to you individually accourding to YOUR deeds (Revelation2: 20-23)."
Leann Rimes came to the understanding that she had a choice to make which was to continue to downplay the role of fornicators and gay sins or to repent, change, and bring her thinking and actions in to line with that of Christ Jesus. Perhaps, this understanding came because she started to take the wine and bread that represented Christ Jesus in 1979, although she had always maintained that she wanted to part of the Heavenly judges from the time she was a little girl. IT takes more than effort. It takes committment. She reminds Christ Jesus and Jehovah that if Montreal 1967 had never happened and LA 1967-1970 had not torn her apart, she may never have included sin in her movies. We all must make a choice of whether to bring ourselves in line with Christ Jesus and have his mind or that of Jezebel and Satan.
We cannot bring tainted things into the Heavenly Temple and place it there at the gates...it simply would not be accepted.
I am reminded when dealing with Jane Fonda that I too am an imperfect woman and a sinner and I will be also judged. Was it murder and suicide? Did one of the victims take out large insurance policies on some of the victims sitting in the front?
People will say it was just an accident. That the thermostates regulating the temperature was off. It was staged too well. Kate Winslet understudy was asked to carry two large containers of pop loaded with ice. It may be thought that this was done so she wouldn't be able to hang onto anything while being pushed into the tank. Why not pop without the ice? The ice was very important.
"She peaed. They peaed."
The victims falling into the tank peaed and the first victim to fall to the bottom peaed at the bottom of the tank and the crack went straight up. Pea is warm but obviously colder than the bowing glass.
I am not clear as to whether the mongoloid survived? IF so, it could be that the water closer to the top was cold enough to survive and the waters closer to the heaters were hot enough to disable an adult?
Problem is that if one had picked this way to get rid of Ryan O'Neal they may not have been thinking to clearly. Why is that? Didn't he have AIDS? The waters, it is said, turned red when the skin shedded. Opps! Too late. Even the cleaners may have picked up the virus. And splashes from the waters may have reached out to the chairs.
It is so sad. Le ann Rimes made a good choice. She replaced Lizard King with Heavenly Jesus once and for all.
Ryan was never an alter boy so to speak. He had been asked by studio executives during the filming of Love Story if he had been on the set at the end of the movie. Why? Because someone had beaten Ali McGraw into unconsciousness. Tommy Lee found her and called for help.
Leo Cohen's daughter had left a message for Estelle Parsons which Estelle didn't get until almost a year later after she had to fly in from Canada because of a strike or something....after a phone call.
"My father is in prison."
That was quite a surprise. "Why is your father in prison?"
Did she think that Leo's on stage confession that he thought he had sex with Estelle Parsons was part of a plot against her father? I don't care what people do with each other. It is none of my business. He didn't have sex with me. She explained that while he was in prison that there was a break in at Leo's home. Was she and her mother badly beaten? I can't remember. I took her out shopping with me. Wrote two scripts for her and her brother...called the prison to find out that there were no real charges against Leo....got him out of jail...then flew home.
But, the first time when Tammy Faye was still alive and on stage with us, after I flew home, I had been recognized by JW Peggy Mauro.
"I saw the whole thing. I don't blame you for being so upset."
I didn't think that Estelle looked that much like me on stage...maybe I forgot the wig?
I am not at war with the Cohen's. The jail only allowed one phone call and when no one responded to Leo's one phone call ...he was just kept. How does that work?
"You can make one phone call."
After the arrest...yes...but one phone call in a life time or one phone call a day?
Leo was not involved in the murder of a actress. She may have been murdered later that night and or several days later. She was alive after their rendezvous. He thought she was me and felt quite safe to come out and tell the whole world what a great time he had.
The same thing happened with the arrest of both Audrey Hepburn's except with Audrey she was told her lawyer and a family member made the one phone call for her. They were never given access to a phone during several arrests from 1966-1970. And, for some unknown reason, was Leo's bank accounts and assets seized? How many actors have to be beaten or arrested or die before someone shouts, "I think there is something wrong here in LaLa land."
Why would he lose all his assets I wonder? Did he have an unassigned lawyer paying himself for all the fees involved in making a phone call for a client that he had not employed? Or did pretend relatives of an actress that was assumed raped made a little wealthier for suing Leo in court?
Another actress is missing and presumed dead. Was it Connie Stevens? Connie was employed by Estelle Parsons to babysit two surrogate test tube babies because neither Natalie Wood nor myself wanted the babies to be flushed down the toilet after a break in at a University lab. Two test tube babies may have meant two trustfunds.
Anne Margaret was to overlook a small trustfund and shuffle monies for Estelle into charities. Natalie Wood was to shuffle monies into charities. So was Connie. So was Robin Williams and Robin did it on a mega level...he included his own monies and did a wonderful job until he was accused of embezzling monies from Catherine Zeta Jone who had nothing to do with the studio account. She wasn't realted in the least to me nor to Robin. This was not her account nor that of anyone realted to her. It was just a big misunderstanding on the part of Cat and Michael Douglas who may have considered himself Estelle Parsons son in law? But, I thought that went to Bruce Willis???? And Sean Penn? And Nicholas Cage? And Bobby Vinton.
Arafat also had a trust fund to oversee. I wonder if any Americans ever tried to take over that trustfund for the needy Palestians removed from Israel to the Jordon? Nothing surprises me.
But Jane Fonda was never hired to take care of studio funds. However, I needed once to get into one of my studios and either Clint or someone else had changed the locks and she brought me a key. I may have wanted to move copyrights and mortgage papers out of the studios to an undisclosed location. And, for that kind gesture, did I write a script for her to get her back up on stage?
Clint moved monies for Estelle and so did Richard Dryefuss from Fiddler on the Roof trust fund for Jews only. Was Catherine going to arrest everyone because the poor needed to be fed I wonder?
Peter Fonda did not have permission to place his name on 3:10 to YUMA. Those farmers wrote, directed, stared in the film...a bid to save their farms and town. Russel Crowe, myself, and Estelle Parson's adopted son, one of the McCarthy boys were the strangers. Well, they weren't really General McCarthy's sons, he was a babysitter. They were the sons of Rottier, a raped and murdered babysitter. McGiver...I can't remember who his mother and father were but there were so many children dropped off as the Sandra Dee missing babies. Or maybe he is or is not Clint Eastwood's son???? Run everyone...Cat still might be mewing.
However, picking up where we left off. The driver with the car bumper blocking his view did a smart thing...he rolled down his window to take a look outside. And, John and Estelle continue on their way arguing about the last ten to twenty years but not including 1950-1957 because he does not recognize her as his first baby wife called Mariella when they had first married so they wouldn't have to testify against one another in court during their baby years.
They went on their way not even noticing that the three cars had stopped running. They thought that racers gave up the chase after a good scare. The cars literally just stopped working all at the same time and same distance within yards of each other. The car that had the bumper on their hood traveled the furthest as it was being literally towed from the front car.
The FBI told Estelle, a year later, when she inquired why those cars were on the road, and it was all explained to her over and over again.
"The window was down on the first car. We ascertained that the occupants climbed out of the car and are now hiding."
Were they guessing at the occupants of the other two cars? Or did they other occupants have cell phones on them that wouldn't have worked in such a closed in area. Our guess was that the motors burned up the electrical cords to the window, the fuses may have caught on fire and the batteries may have exploded under the hood because of no ventilation.
Oh...I am getting depressed. Heaven is starting to look really good right now.
I was dropped off in the middle of a desert by extremist and had time to think about things. The desert was the Moses route and it was like, "wow...I know you meant for me to die out here from lack of drink but wow...what a place to live and die in." Was it so far out like Mount Sinai?
Something...something...something?
Did I go into a cave near Mount Sinai? Were there angels in said cave and a powerful angel that was not going to let me leave? It is like following the Bible road map, Abraham's wife Sarai is abducted into the harem of Pharoah and she has quite a time getting loose...twice in fact. How powerful? Powerful enough to make me forget that I saw his face? Was that where the Alanis Egyptian angel took a short cut to the USA? No...I don't think so. And, I don't think that he was the strong angel from The Sphere. Was this a new angel? Had someone robbed Egypt's tombs and brought Ra to the USA deliberately? He must have been close by? Near a museum? Did he hear my song? Saw my nudity?
"This woman belongs to ?Jesus?"
That would be a curiosity even for Ra but to go into his theatre with an spiritual escort that he was not expecting? Were the so called anointed ones from Bethel following me to see what I was up to before deciding whether to disfellowship me for whatever? I feel sorry for the Phantom of the Opera. I feel like the Egyptians were right...he may be half human or half angel...an angel born with a deformity...a ?Cyrus the Great angel?
I did find the body of a man with scrolls and hid the body away as soon the properties would be used for houses but not on the Gaza and not on the Sinai. It was a man that had valued Jehovah and kept his word with him night and day. Daniel?
It would not be Sissel going on stage it would be Alanis Morrisette but not Alanis singing neither Janis Joplin nor Alanis but Ra would take the opportunity to address Christina, the prima donna, where they last took off. The thoughts he would feed into her mind would be expressed in song by her for him so that everyone could hear Ra speaking to Christina. That may explain the dinosaur teeth, the short dinosaur arm and the grin.
Ra is flattered that Christina takes as much time to read and think about him as she does with Christ Jesus. In fact, most of her plays, stories and songs are with him in mind. And, Ra is amused that the "stoics" are playing with his protegy as they "squirm" in her presence knowing that they are the fakes in the scheme of things.
Stoics is such a good word to use. It is defined as people that are in agreement that Zeus was right in a lecture of a long time ago, that all science, properties and relations are unvarying. Did Ra have advanced knowledge that Alanis was going to have a hot bath that night which may or may not have predetermined.
Ja has several rules. One, those that arrange hot baths get hot baths. Two, that there is no one higher in the scheme of things except Jehovah and there is no worldly government higher than that of Satan. Satan is a left arm to be used as the executioner. He is on time. It is ?half past seven. Was Sissel to be the first performer, as always?
Sissel performs to a half baked audience. Most there appreciated the performance but it was not a song to their taste buds. It was a hard to explain song.
About two hunded ministers from a local Kingdom Hall may have been in attendance or maybe not. Ra is amused. Zeus had said it right...go for virtue and not for the passionate things. Was Ryan O'Neil of the JW faith?
The orchestra may have been expecting this song or that but they are prepared with special televisions for the note taking. This screen may have just shown the piano fingers and notes as the pianist played and they could follow perhaps a note or two behind. Thus, not all the violinists were playing at the same speed as seen. It was scratchy but scratchy fitted in quite well with The Phantom theme. Was the conducter also a JW elder?
The song is over and there is a break while the conducter takes his seat with the audience for "what's next?"
Was it President Clinton and Hilary that was going to leave?
Alanis is invited back but not from the ground floor level. She is taken up to the ?fifth level for one reason or another...a ?short cut. Across the hot water tank that sits on the ground level to the ?fifth story, which may or may not be about ten to fifteen feet across is a wide plank that looks safe enough to walk across. Sean Penn takes the lead. Alanis is second carrying two containers for Sean or Ryan and they may also be bringing drinks across. The mongoloid daughter was not invited to go across. But, she ran away from her mother, "Iris, Iris", she called with warmth. Farah chased after her and it seemed that the plank was made to only take two to four people at a time. It was one or several pounds overweight and well....unfortunately...we all fell in. I told Sean, who couldn't swim to get on my shoulders, Ryan couldn't swim nor could Farah. The depth of the water was too low as Sean Penn tried to grab my arm to pull me up but I could feel coldness on my feet, waved goodbye and doved down to the bottom to the cold current. Sean Connery was running as showed by security camaras and his son to help out. Richard Clayderman Jr, who Richard thought was my son (which was ridiculous...but maybe he didn't have a bellybutton). Richard procured a hose I think and I went back to the top and was rescued and somewhere leaving Richard's coat that he had threwn in for me to rest upon at the bottom. It may have been that the ice current cooled the buttons and the cold button smacked one of the glass panels or it may have been that the glass was going to crack from the ice melt or maybe the ice bubbles as the electrical cords may have melted something somewhere and the hot went to cold....something scientific that someone just didn't measure in and spash.
I had a nightmare about it last night. I left to go on tour and Alanis can be seen shaking her fingers to keep the blood flowing to bring feeling back into them during the new song Learn and when she wasn't doing that her hands were in ice water and her body in a tub of ice for hours at a time. The first thing to do when scalded is apply ice and get the fat to harden so that no melted fat pus sacks are formed and no boils. Sean, it is said, went into the hospital for several weeks as did others. "Learn" is a song based upon inexperience and experience. One must learn what to touch and not to touch especially if one wants to go to Heaven or even to live on the earth forever. If one loves the wrong thing one can be burned. It is said that Jesus "learned obedience by the things he suffered" (Hebrews 5:8).
My skin is so painful. Did some of my skin die and the good cells are pulling on the dead cells? I thought it was scleroderma or maybe it brought on scleroderma before it was suppose to do so. The Apostle Paul prayed for deliverance from a thorn in the flesh
"Therefore, that I might not feel overly exalted, there was given me a thorn in the flesh, an angel of Satan, to keep slapping me, that I mght not be overly exalted. In this behalf I three times entreated the Lord that it might deaprt from me and yet he really said to me: "My undeserved kindness is sufficient for you; for my power is being made perfect in weakness." Most gladly, therefore, will I rather boast as respects my weaknesses, that the power of the Christ may like a tent remain over me. Therefore I take pleasure in weaknesses, in insults, in cases of need, in persecutions and difficulties for Christ. For when I am weak, then I am powerful." 2 Corintihians 12: 7-10 Why? Because Jehovah would be using His sword and angelic forces. Paul could not say that he gained the victory...he was too weak to do so by himself.
I say to Jesus, "I can't. I have been electrocuted, beaten, cut, and I can't anymore. I can't even preach properly without a workable brain. And I am in too much pain for anything."
I wash the cups then I sit down to rest. I was the plates then rest. I was the knives and forks then rest. It takes me a long time to do dishes and that is the most simpliest of tasks to my way of thinking. Don't ask me to go from door to door anymore. I am in pain.
Why? Because I loved the wrong thing, and the wrong people. I wanted everyone to make it to the finish line, to Paradise, to too much an extreme. I wanted to feed people so they wouldn't have to beg and the people sitting at my table did what to me?
Alanis was thrown literally out onto the streets of New York naked. Yet there is this rumour that the ones who threw her out naked called as many police officers as they could to tell them that "a naked prostitute was on the streets drugged". What did they think the cops would do? Rape her? Beat her? Throw her into an oven? Did I get a list of the telephone numbers for future reference? Does it matter? Ra made his own list. Jehovah made HIS own list and Jesus may be listening.
He was merely told to make something up and to start off low key and soft. He may or may not have decided unconsciously to pick out notes that some would say read, "bits and pieces", "bits and pieces."
And, he may or may not have been told to be prepared to take out a toe in a paper bag or a shoe...possibly? Why he may have been wondering to himself? What did this nun do to you? She wrote scripts for you, composed songs for you, defended your legal rights in court when no one showed up for you, she went to places like Africa to get out nuns and a cameraman employed ?at a bank? She had a trustfund prepared for your fathers and grandparents in the form of a rest home for Hollywood's aging actors discarded and left on the side of roadways. She directed, produced and invested her own monies for your movies. What didn't she do for you?
He is breathing soul. He is following the flow. The cameraman follows with his camera as Alanis sings Univited and to the flow of her hand, a short hand signal to get down, go to the balcony. She can feel the flow of greed and thirst. She can feel the, "I really didn't want it to be your finger" but then again, "I didn't want it to be my finger"...right? Is it just her imagination that everytime she finishes a script, song and movie that she ends up bleeding? Is Abishag to have her robes lifted high, robbed and left running naked as she looks for her engaged husband who is working the night shift in the temple of Jehovah?
There are some that would say that Alanis wasn't listening carefully to the words of the angel as he placed his voice in her mouth like a ventriloquist. When he said, "you are invited", she should have left right away. But no, her love for these people, would find her high above the hot waters just helping Ryan to deliver cold drinks to some poor person on the other side of the theatre. Like didn't she see it coming. It was a net and she placed her foot into it. She knew that they were up to something. Was this a Kate Bush type of crowd?
Alanis had visited President Bush to tell him not to tell people that he was the cousin of Kate Bush the singer and composer. "Do you want to die?"
And, he said while sitting in the White House having tea with her and his wife (who is the real Bush), "We tried to get tickets for your show and it was sold out."
Strange? Clinton and Hilary were able to get safe tickets. Was Kevin Stacey sitting in the front beside Natalie Wood or some other alias name?
What did Kevin have against me? "You went to his house?"
"Yeah! To see if he was still taking his medications and to make sure he wasn't still hypnotised."
I went to his home and offered him a free ride.
What did Sandra Bullock have against me?
"She spanked me and that was why my father divorced her."
"What father?" I never spanked her. I told her Detroit to get up into a tree after her babysitter had left her by herself after his arrest. He was a male nurse working in Detroit as paid for by Estelle Parsons to teach nurses how to stitch up patients. It was an outlawed practise but in case of an emergency and Armageddon they just might have to fill in. Of course, this was pre tank time as the blacks in Detroit rioted over many things possibly including my black actress that was murdered after making a movie as the mother of Sid Poiter.
"A black movie. Do you know what people will do to you?"
They never had a black movie before. The white community didn't know what to expect but a movie that depicted a black family wanting to move out of a getto and small apartment to a small nice home...that was unthought of...who told them they could have a nice home on the Sunny side of the street? Is this what it was all about? They couldn't share the stage with a black person.
The black piano teacher had no problem going to the back balcony. That was his assigned position against the wall just in case a white man needed a seat.
Several things happened that evening. Erich Seigel said that he was married to Kate Bush on April 01 April Fool's day but it was just a joke and never signed a marriage certificate. Kate Bush thought that Kevin Spacey may have been Bobby Darin with a damaged brain, amnesia and a new face after an accident and offered him a job looking after a studio in her absence. She didn't give it to him. She just wanted to see if he would remember who he was before his accident.
All these employees....that's it...they just want to give her a show of praise and affection with bowed down heads. They didn't clap to the Phantom's latest version of The wound of Solomon. Solomon was Egyptian...you know on his mother's side. A slight ailing old man, nothing wrong with that, with a possible twisted arm, nothing wrong with that, and he may have inherited the Raynauld's illness associated with Scleroderma. Jehovah had warned the Israel kings, "I will bring in a illness to you." And, he did. Solomon played his part perfectly except he may have fallen in love with a Levite singer and dancer by the name of Abishag who may have had an outstanding beautiful voice slightly above all other singers.
The Phantom continues to play the jester. He knows prophecy. He knows the rules.
There is an excellent article in the Watchtower magazine that goes back to February 1967. The article is about From a Weak State made Powerful. It is about the life of Samson judge of Israel and JW experts explained that there were two judgements in this play. One is called irenic work the other polemic work...work done by the apostles, disciples, congregations, and nuns.
"He (Samson) was an irenic work, in that it brought refreshing deliverance to Israel,(later Christian communities) and polemic, in its execution of God's judgements on his enemies." (Quote from article Jehovah Makes Full Might Abound). The studious explain that Jehovah first deals kindly with all, Israel and nations, with His favour going to Israel who he gives a brighter slightly more expensive coat to of many colours. Jehovah looked for all sorts of ways to give gifts. Do you need more food? More wine? No problem. He did His job as husband in an outstanding loving patient way. That was irenic. Then came polemic....execution time.
It is like the two sided scroll of the book of Revelation. One side says this and the other says that. Watch what you pray for because Jehovah said through the prophet Isaiah, "where is the divorce papers?" His wife is merely asleep said Paul. And here is Alanis, part Jew possibly part Egyptian, with possibly all the Royal bloods of Europe and she wants to place her throne before Christ Jesus as the only rightful ruler of mankind?
As Alanis sings about,( what do we have here in the audience and does he have a paper bag in his pocket?) "high tailed Shepherd?" who has been placed above Ra as one of the 144,000 future part angel/human judges "to judge the things in the Heavens and the Earth", JW anointed person by the name of Henschel leaves at the sound of the voice of the Phantom for a washroom. Jerry Lee Lewis can be seen leaving by the security cameras to quickly go home. He may or may not have lost two sons in a prior visit from Ra between 1950 - 1957 and a leg when Shirley Jane Temple had been taken captive for the viewing pleasure of the audience at which time two court houses, on two separate arrests were hit by hurricanes.
It is said that the force of the hot waters pushing forward filled the bacement and washrooms on the lower level. It is said that everyone who did not clap seem to be splashed. Did people question the presence of Jehovah and Ra with the comparison of a list of names asking for body parts with the burnt parts of the victims. Toe for toe? Nose for nose? Foot for foot? Eye for eye? Or was that from a previous list? It is said, that the waters parted and went around Michael J. Fox who met Alanis personally when she was present for one of his operations or who may have ordered a complete blood screening to see if he was being poisoned into believing he had an ailment? It is said that the waters parted around Qwen Kinoshita Kitimura who always tried to tell the truth in court and did not lie deliberately towards Alanis and her many alias names yet splashed on her sister Roberta and her wallet. Very interesting?
Also, of note I went on tour instead of going to a hospital I went on stage to scream as it was allowable on stage. When I had done a few stage shows I returned to the theatre and people with burns were still sitting and laying around. "Why are you people here?"
"We were burned."
"You were splashed for only a moment? I was in the tank. Why didn't you get up and leave?"
"We were in too much pain?"
From one spot. Okay a man up in the balcony got it in the eye and that is quite unexplanible.
"You just get up and go...that's what I did."
Are people conditioned to just giving in?
"They wouldn't give us a drink?"
Was that Erin Brocovich speaking? Did I go and get her a drink and call for ambulances?
"Why are you out here?" to ambulance people.
"No one will answer the door and let us in?"
Try a sledgehammer. The people inside don't want to hold their finger and come and answer the door.
"I need a moment to deliver right."
Did he weigh the love of Estelle Parsons also known as Iris Wigle for all these people knowing that it was going to really difficult to break her of this habit of coming to tinsel town? And would it take a hot bath to teach her to learn that when Jehovah through the Apostle Pauls said, "do not be mixing in the company with fornicators...quit mixing in company with anyone called a brother that is an idolater or a reviler or a drunkard or an extortioner not even eating with such a man. For what do I have to do with judging those outside?" Do you not judge those inside while God judges those outside? Remove the wicked man from among yourselves." (1 Cor. 5:11)
Why were there so many JW's present with these people that night? Was it that Abishag's brother's may have wanted to know what their younger sister was up to on these lone walks? Ra knows the answer to the play.
I considered once hiring a squad of bodyguards to protect me...even an army and I stopped to admire Jehovah. "Why would I need an army when I have Jehovah?"
Was I testing Jehovah without thinking by going with the flow because I was a female thinker and a young inexperienced one at that?
I would spend literally hours praying on behalf of people. Now a days my prayers are rather short. I use to beg Jehovah to send more workers into the harvest to help people want to live a life that would give Jehovah the desire to resurrect. I want Armageddon to come...end of discussion. Jehovah was right. Shirley Jane Temple was wrong. The babies should have died in the flood and Shirley should not have gotten her dander up in her prayer conversation and used the four letter word in rebuttal to HIS decision about the flood.
Angelic and possibly animal dna have contaminated mankind into a loathing unforgiving meat eater bent on world destruction. And all the love and patience is not going to change these worldlings. I was wrong. Angels belong in Heaven and half angels belong? Not on the earth...not in Heaven. I don't think there is a dna to correct that problem so readily is there? And, even then I would lose the argument.
There was this court like thing in LA. It is not an official court. It is a JW searching for info court pretending to be in court. "Fact finding" that was the expression. The court was excused for lunch. Witnesses were being called, actors really, and asked if they had anything to say about Estelle Parsons. Each actor got up and had his say. One said he didn't like me standing over him. I had gone to Rwanda to get a camerman out personally and we did the Rwanda movie and I stood over his shoulder. He said to me, "they kept pressuring me to say something so I said I didn't like you standing over my shoulder." But, it was once in five years during a one hour editing for Rwanda! Catherine Zeta Jones had been called and I mimiced her saying, "I am so sick to death and tired of" and I knew the line by heart because it was her favourite expression as a child. She used it in the movie Enough. I said it the same time as her. I paid for all her upbringing and she had a list of things she hated about me? I went to the UK to find her when she was about four years old which may have been 1971 because J. Edgar Hoover was her babysitter, then when he was found dead, Spanish nuns. But, I went to look for her and she has this list. I never spanked her. I never raised her but I always went searching for her when she went missing and she had a list. The judge adjoured for lunch and suggested that I leave so I left. I turned to Sandra Bullock who had come to my side right after the adjounment. "Don't stand next to me. Go stand next to someone else." Catherine walked off with Erin Brocovich. "Anyone standing next to her will end up like me and anyone standing next to me will end up like me."
Sandra moved away. Did I find Robbin Willliams dead? that summer? A Portuguese nun was arrested under my name of Estelle Parsons and tortured, raped brutally by about six hundred men, cut apart while alive and murdered all because of all those acters lying and making up stories because someone wanted them to lie just so they could gain copyrights. Why is Shaz playing a guiter with her left hand? Maybe she has to be that far away from everyone.
I had been called to the USA by an studio saying that my husband had died and an insurance man wanted to speak to me about it. It had to do with the death of Robin Williams. I don't remember being married to Robin but did a movie about it but placed the name as William Robins. I rented or bought a home in LA after flying in from Canada in which I was to met the insurance adjuster so he would not learn of my true Canadian born identity. We went to Canada to the Robin Williams home. Did he say that Robin Williams had withdrawn five million dollars and no one could find the money? He left and I did a grid of the property inch by inch until I found footprints. I tracked the footprints as taught by Mel and Lambert Wigle. There were footprints going straight and another set of footprints going to the right. Yet, I must be careful, because I have often remembered a right scene or a right room when in reality it ends up on the left. I used twigs to mark the footprints at each step along the way. I pulled back to the house and sat on the steps and prayed. The body had already been found and was in the morgue. The police showed it to me. I couldn't go forward. I had to sit and think about what may have happend. I retrieved a Bible and held it as I went into the bush. I found his necklace. I found the Robin William's necklace of St. Nicolaus. It was a joke between us. St. Nicolaus did not look down upon the poor women without doeries. He gave them hope by dropping coins down their chimneys. Robin moved monies into charities for me but he spent most of his own money on the poor. I kept having panic attacks. After finding the necklace I went back to the second set of tracks. Canadian police had involved themselves as I tracked and together we went to see where the second set of tracks lead which meant nothing. They were there and I was going to see why they were there. It meant nothing but why were they there. We didn't expect to find bodies. There may have been just two and there may have been three to five. I don't remember. The policeman said to me after the surprise, "he has a tatoo on his arm. It says..."forever wine". I vomited. I couldn't breathe. Johnny Depp was my son. He may have been just a test tube baby or the baby abducted in 1968 by Erin Brocovich and her friends from a nursery that people assumed was my son. But, I paid the bills. Fox was my studio and he had a new responsibility. We kept in touch from NY, LA, across the USA and Europe. He was the only baby that held secrets with me. And he knew one thing, that I was hiding him because I thought he was in danger. He may not have been my son but when one pays for schooling and babysitters one feels a connection.
Why was Sharon Stone sr...depressed? Was it the court trial that was not a court trial? They called Russel Crowe and he complained about my shooting him in a movie. "But you shot me in the shoulder with a real bullet. I shot you with a blank. Show the court your wound." He had no wound. Only a slight bruise. Why did everyone feel sorry for him? Why didn't anyone feel sorry for me? I didn't understand what the court was about nor where it was leading. Did they call about a thousand co defendents with accusations against me? For what? I only come into the USA every five to ten years. During lunch, the judge continued the investigation. It was a sly approach. I was lunching and they brought into the court several people that were sworn in to say that they were relatives. Erin Brocovich was sworn in as my sister. But she wasn't my sister, nor relative. It didn't matter. This is what is called a kangeroo court. People are not suppose to tell the truth. Alot of the witnesses called said that studio accountants said I had stolen from them. Meg Ryan was one of them. I confronted her about her testimony since I wasn't there for about six hundred cross examinations. I was allowed only the first ten. I had to go back to Canada but the trial went on in my absence. I said to Meg, "I was the composer for your movie. Why shouldn't I get paid?"
It was an alias name that I used but the accountant knew that the name when to my account and from my account it went to Robin Williams, Al Pacino, Dustin Hoffman, and others were they forward it to the Salvation Army Food banks, the blind, the homeless and others. I never took a cheque for myself. Is that being a thief? And they arrested a Portugeuse nun and said she was me on a $36.00 fine for crossing a street with her giger counter to predict earthquakes. Oh earthquakes are coming baby and I hope it goes to all the homes of the liars that placed that woman in that raping room. Were most of the people that were burned by their own genius after inviting Kate Bush to do a rehearsal involved in the murder rape of that nun? I can't feel sorry for these people anymore. I don't love you anymore.
Why was Sharon Stone so depressed when she did Strawberry Sharon and Shaz?
Ask Hollywood.
God I hate these people. I don't have feelings left inside me. They burnt them all over and over and over again.
Bobby Darin had placed a wedding photo of Sandra Dee and himself in the LA paper 1970 just after a series of stalkings, arrests, beatings, arrests starting in Montreal 1966-1967. Erin Brocovich and her friends just keep looking for ways to arrest me. Were hundreds of JW friends helping them in their law research? I don't know. They found law that forbade a negro from smiling too much and if found guilty that smiling negro could be put to death. I was found guilty in a LA, California court of smiling too much and the charge merely read for execution purposes, "crimes against the State of California."
The stalking and beatings continued past Senator Robert Kennedy, Mary Jo and Teddy, Patsy Cline, Pier Angelina, Audrey Hepburn and was it Julia Andrews that was thrown out a window at the old FBI building during The Sound of Music? up to Sandra Dee, Sharon Tate 1 & 2 and between December 1970 and the spring of 1971 I lost a lot of memory. Bobby wanted to show the world what Federal Agents and others had done to the fingers and wrist of Sandra Dee. Now she won't be able to play the piano nor guitar for awhile. The FBI man had used a crow bar because Marion McKinnon Tricker had told them a series of lies that seemed quite funny to her at the time. There had been a break in at a nursery school. I was filming American Graffeti but was at the moment placing security cameras at the Cher home after a break in there. Steven Parent would eventually take his computer camera skills to the Sharon Tate home owned by Estelle Parsons where he would be shot by home invaders. He had also been used by The White House and the Pentegon for the same purpose prior to the fall of 1970.
Sandra can't play with her right hand but she could strum. I keep trying to focus on the crowbar man. I didn't understand why no one was on my side. I didn't know that the scam artists already had their men in place in the FBI, CIA, army, court rooms, and judges chair. Now I know.
Interestingly when one watches the Alanis Morrisette video entitled "Uninvited" one can see a shadowy figure just in front of the microphone. It is not a snake per ces but looks sort of like a staff with a knob that has what may be the head of a serpent and the mouth is moving with the mouth of Alanis. Staff? Hmmm?
What was in the cave between Egypt and Israel? Did I visit more than two caves? It's like I am in a dream and there is all these artifacts possibly even Jewellry but I only want about three scrolls that included certain phrases like Jehovah and something else. There was a staff that I may have moved and buried? I buried a mummifed body or skeleton. I am not sure if this is the same time. I was very thirsty. It may not have been a cup but I drank something. And, I wrote the name of Jehovah in ancient Hebrew in the sand so that the angels would know who I am and who I belong to. I could feel them watching powerful creatures and they didn't want me to leave. I couldn't go out the way I came in, not because it was blocked but because I thought someone was following me to make sure I was quite dead. There was another way. I don't know why I knew it but I did. Had I been there before? I don't think so.
Staff of Ra???? I don't know. I didn't steal it. I just placed it where no one could steal it. And left everything else. I am not interested in jewels and gold.
Was the staff of the Pharoah a living rod just like Moses had a living rod that swallowed the rod of Pharoah. Well, that answers it...can't be the rod of Ramses.
I feel very depressed and would like a drink. It ain't going to work. Nothing works.
Sissel headed to the doors of the theatre after being invited to rehearse prior to the unauthorized Kate Bush premiere. Kate Bush's managers in the UK were livid that people in the USA were making arrangements without consulting the UK authorized mangers placed over the Kate Bush Foundation (charities) by the real Kate Bush. A couple and their friends decided they would pick a look-a-like Kate Bush and make new CD's and funnel the monies from all of the Kate Bush videos and music into their own bank accounts.
The thing is that they were expecting Kate Bush but Sissel was in town and did not have time to do Kate Bush and showed up as Alanis Morrisette. She walked into the door and lo and behold their was several children ranging in ages behind a table packed with cream pies. Alanis stopped momentarily, "Isn't this sweet?" Not wanting to offend anyone she patted a young man on the back and slipped some money into his pocket. It never occurred to her that these said parents of these children had sent "Kate Bush's grandchildren to throw pies in her face for being such a rotten grandmother."
But, these were not her grandchildren nor were their parents related to her in the least. They weren't even foster children that she may have sponcered for a movie or a part on tv at arm's length. Kate Bush had no connection to these people dna or business wise. It was just a ploy for reporters who had stood idley by waiting for part of the plot to unfold.
The water was coming to a boil. It is said that "it may have been the mongoloid that turned the hot water off", thus sending cold water inside this massive tank.
The Zodiac is present with his/her friends. Interestingly, the artists from the Watchtower did not get splash. Why is that? Because when Alanis Morrisette is pushed into the hot water along with Ryan, Farah, Sean Penn and the mongoloid, they are on stage trying to break the tank with an ax. Hmmm?
Also of note, is that there is this ghostly sort of puppet near the microphone. I thought maybe it was the staff of Ra at first but if one looks very closely, it looks like a fist rolled up and the entity is using his fist as a puppet to sing along with Alanis. And just at the pause where the piano notes out, "bits and pieces" and before Alanis sings, "I need a moment to deliver right", one can see it a little clearer but as the camera zooms away there is this long neck that rests upon Alanis and if one follows the neck to the ceiling for just a moment, the head looks like an Azetec/Egyptian stone snake placed before temples?
Alanis can't go back to the theatre. To step in a net by mistake and inexperience is one thing but to go deliberately....is testing the GODS. If she was to go to the Oscars to be sliced and diced would the Hoover dam break?
I have nightmares about earthquakes.
"and a great earthquake occurred in Jerusalem" which may or may not have torn the Holy Curtain in the temple in Israel.
"And (Satan and his seed) go after the woman to destroy her seed and a great earthquake occurred (or the earth opened it's mouth) and swallowed them up." Book of Revelation.
And the woman runs into the wilderness which is so deja vu of the Shulamite woman. It is a play within a play.
I was walking yesterday going over the Humber Bridge and I couldn't help but notice that the subway bridge is held up by thin pillers with no base. One piller is in the water about sixteen inches to twenty four inches across at the base and the other is higher on the dirt about ten feet from the river. Jackasses! Earthquacks are known to follow the road of least resistance which means valleys, tunnels and rivers. But here we have just nature washing away the footings which may only go down an inch to a foot.
Alanis Morrisette smiled at the end of the song. And there is the problem. "It is against the State of California for negros to smile excessively and with that being said it falls under Crimes against the State of California punishable by death."
Can they execute Alanis and all her alias' after each appearance where she sings her heart and soul out to the "storical" if she smiles at the end of it?
I don't smile broadly any more. I am not sure if it is scleroderma that has tightened my skin or just being dunked for the third time in boiling water by Erin Brocovich and her friends?
The Anne Frank's suit wears well. Why is that? Well, it is a very common face among Moslems and Jews alike and at least several Monarch's have had the same sort of look.
It is of interest that putting on plays and sitting on a throne go hand in hand. It is start as soon as a child can walk and by the end of the program well down the road a person being groomed for the position is no longer shy. They have been taught to address the crowd so that all can clearly hear what is being taught.
Sneaky! Very Sneaky!
Did anyone catch the news last night in Canada? There is a new Anne of Green Gables movie but I thought I pulled them up to task on it. One they did not have the permission of the author nor her daughter. Two, they used the name of Hannah Endicott. Very bad!
David Endicott is an artist from the Watchtower that puts bugs and knives inside women victims. Hannah is so Oliver and a name that is associated with Anne Frank's daughter. Erich Siegel number one, two or was it three used the name of Hannah in his scripts as the daughter of Jennifer? And it did not look like Mr. Sullivan. It looked like the UK actor that played John the Baptist in the movie Jesus of Nazareth. Did John Howard Douglas fly in to find the little actress called Hannah Endicott? I had placed David's grandfather who played In the Heat of the Night into a protective witness program after David and Erin had set fire to his home owned by the Endicott's In the Heat of the Night. He and his David's sister had to crawl out and run for their lives. Is it possible to use a Hannah Endicott as a grandaughter by scam artists looking for more copyrights other than Anne of Green Gables? She looks like a Shirley Jane Temple and like my grandsons Wolfgang and Liam but Liam is more Shirley Jane Temple. It seems like this was ran a few years ago and I shelved it until further notice.
People can't make up their own stories of an author while the author is still alive without it being edited can they?