Maybe I will delete my first entries before September 1st, 2010 and perhaps delete some others as well. Just a thought.
When I am dead, I would like to be remembered as being the innocent victim of a conspiracy to murder by the United States government and their criminal associates. If I stop posting entries on this blog, I will only do so after that being made known here to you, the reader. -- 24/1/12 (NOTE: Blogger froze on me mysteriously and I unwittingly deleted my old welcome message, I had to make up another one.)
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Girls, boys, teenagers and adults
Why does the media get this wrong almost every time? Girls and boys are people aged between five to twelve, teenagers are aged between thirteen to nineteen and adults are aged between twenty to one hundred! A teenager can't be a boy! A teenager can't be a man, woman, or adult! This should be common sense!
Until next time, don't do anything I wouldn't do. You could find me on Twitter sooner or later.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Excellent porn
Some of the best porn I have ever seen in my opinion. ParodyPass is a site that is exactly what it is in the name, a site full of about ten parodies of television shows and a couple of movies. I downloaded Scooby Doo and That 70's Show. The shots are perfect, the positions are a turn on, also can appeal to people (mainly men I imagine) with a foot fetish. One of the girls in the That 70's Show parody looks like Fergie of the Black Eyed Peas and she happens to be one of my most favourite sexiest celebrity women. And its funny too.
Just received a phone call from the United States Green Card Lottery, not eligible to enter the lottery because of my education. Oh well.
Who wants to go to the United States anyway, probably get blown up by some brainwashed jihadist.
So check that site out, some good porn.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Nothing to write about...
I've been wanting to do this entry for a while now and I feel that blame should lie with who is really responsible for these things that happen instead of me, once again, being used as a scapegoat.
I haven't got anywhere with my quest to find out why this happens to me but I think that the government is involved in what does happen. The government are just as guilty as their criminal associates. When you hear or read about the mob going through Christian reform, don't believe it. I suspect they are using Christianity as a reason to still hate, still kill, still do what they have always done. It pisses me off. Any gang that has something against me pisses me off. They should fuck off.
This could have been all avoided, everything. But instead, no, it isn't avoided because there are other people who think they know better. The mental health professionals who are suppost to care for me, don't. They are British, they are criminals, and should go back to where they come from but not without telling the people who they answer to to get over it.
This is stupid, I just want my life back. I shouldn't have to do anything.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Sister
My first post when this blog became more about me, was about my sister. Not my second step-sister, but my first step-sister. They are my step-sisters or half-sisters because they were from previous relationships my mother had. Two of them, I think.
I never really knew any of my outside family besides my mother and father. Just the other week, my aunty... or cousin died from cancer. However, I believe she might have been murdered. Another murder. Is there not one member in my family that hasn't been murdered? Murdered either by man or by god, too.
My father wouldn't make this stuff up. He has been telling me about it. If I asked him whether he could drive me over to our neighbouring province to see her grave he would likely do so. So, she must be really gone.
I didn't know her, never did. But this isn't suppost to be about my aunty or cousin, this is about one of my sisters.
Wow. She has made, with her life partners help, quite a life for herself and now her two children. There is a rift between her and our mother, though. She doesn't like how she was brought up by her. What a laugh. Well, I know the truth and I think she does too. She knows the truth so is she going to renounce those same people who she answers to today, who made my mothers life hell, and hers, back in the nineteen sixties or is she rather going to continue to submit and pass the celebrity status and risk of a life of pain, paranoia and misery down to her children if they don't learn any lessons?
Are her children, when they get to about age thirteen, going to fall into the same world of crime like I did (with government help), start discovering themselves and other teenagers sexually, have the government of god work their disasterous magic anywhere on this green earth as reactions? Has she been forced to raise them Christian to keep them in line as best as she can to prevent anything wrong from happening? Catholic, perhaps? Gee, I wish my parents had of done that for me because I'm like, just, you know, so special.
Does she sometimes wish she could have her superiors let her go? Will they not do this? What right do they have to abduct us into these lives of mimicking fame with real celebrities, not fortune, and have hell to pay or endure when things don't go their way? There is no way out of this for us, for me. I want to leave. It is clear to me that I can't live my life the way that these extremely rich and astronomically powerful men and woman want me to. Is that not good enough? These people I speak of now and have spoken of, in the past, I am sure, have crossed the line anyway. Its not what they do, to do what they do.
She told me she wants to know me as her brother but perhaps now she doesn't want to know me anymore. That means so much, I feel. I want her to realise that she shouldn't give in to these people and fight them rather than surrender then cooperate. I have been doing so for almost ten years. Thats what it has been, a fight, every day, to survive. I haven't been living like a dictator. I was able to break out, twice. Still, though, the fight isn't over and that was even when I was living on the other side of town.
When my parents are dead, and I am dead, and I will likely die before my parents, will she inherit with or without a written will what I, and only I, am in line for? Millions of dollars, really.
Just something I wanted to put out here.
Random things...
What a great public relations stunt by the New Zealand Herald, broadcasting a murderous and torturous motorcycle gang as a few compassionate everyday folk who care about what has happened here in Tauranga with the oil spill.
Well, I don't give a shit, frankly. And I will continue by saying Tauranga has got what it deserved with this oil leak and environmental disaster after. Nobody gave a fuck about me here, not one. It has been seven or eight years. I'm happy to see everyone angry and sad about what has happened here and to be honest with you, I think they all wanted this to happen anyway so I guess I'll join the party.
FUCK YOU ALL.
FTW.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
NSA/CSS FOIA appeal authority
Well, it has finally arrived. I actually forgot all about it. What has arrived is my response from the NSA/CSS Freedom of Information Act Appeal Authority.
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Dear Mr. [],
This responds to your Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) request of 1 September 2011, which was received by this office on 1 September 2011, for "The release of all information of me, [] [] [], a New Zealand citizen... my file (as I believe I have one)." Your letter has been assigned Case Number 65373. Please refer to this case number when contacting us about your request. For purposes of this request and based on the information you provided in your letter, you are considered an "all other" requester. Your request has been processed under the provisions of the FOIA.
We have determined that the fact of the existance or non-existance of the materials you request is a currently and properly classified matter in accordance with Executive Order 13526, as set forth in Subparagraph (c) of Section 1.4. Thus, your request is denied pursuant to the first exemption of the FOIA which provides that the FOIA does not apply to matters that are specifically authorized under criteria established by an Executive Order to be kept secret in the interest of national defense or foreign relations and are, in fact properly classified pursuant to such Executive Order.
In addition, this Agency is authorized by various statutes to protest certain information concerning its activities. The third exemption of the FOIA provides for the withholding of information specifically protected from disclosure by statute. Thus, your request is also denied because the fact of the existance or non-existance of the information is exempted from disclosure pursuant to the third exemption. The specific statutes are applicable in this case are Title 18 U.S. Code 798; Title 50 U.S. Code 403-1 (i); and Section 6, Public Law 86-36 (50 U.S. Code 402 note).
The initial Denial Authority for NSA information is the Deputy Associate Director for Policy and Records, Diane M. Janosek. As your request is being denied, you are hereby advised of this Agency's appeal procedures. Any person denied access to information may file an appeal to the NSA/CSS Freedom of Information Act Appeal Authority. The appeal must be postmarked no later than 60 calender days of the date of the initial denial letter. The appeal shall be in writing addressed to the NSA/CSS FOIA Appeal Authority (DJP4), National Security Agency, 9800 Savage Road STE 6248, Fort George G. Meade, MD 20755-6248. The appeal shall reference the adverse determination and shall contain, in sufficient detail and particularity, the grounds upon which the requester believes that the determination is unwarranted. The NSA/CSS FOIA Appeal Authority will endeavor to respond to the appeal within 20 working days after receipt, absent any unusual circumstances.
Sincerely,
Michelle Smith for Pamela N. Phillips
Chief
FOIA/PA Office
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Note they spelt existence wrong and called my neighbourhood Aratari, instead of Arataki.
I have been denied, putting it simply, and I have sixty working days to try again. The letter, the appeal, has been filed nevertheless. Wow, it has been over a month for them to get back to me as its the 11th of October today.
I just want them to leave me alone, whoever they are.
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