Sunday, November 24, 2024

10:08

I am excited, to be at church, this morning! People have been very nice, today.

Last night, I changed into my new pants, clean underwear, and, clean socks. One of the volunteers, of the homeless shelter, assaulted me, again. On the first night, there, they'd told us that we should close the bathroom door, and, change clothes in the open area. There's a table there, and, a mirror. We could prop the bathroom door open, when we were done.

This kook lady, who is hostile towards me, personal, and, I think might take herself very seriously, as important, or, really doing something, in the grand scheme of things, other than what she's, literally, doing, in visible reality, slammed forcefully into the bathroom door, again, while my hand was holding it open, with the handle behind the door. She called me, "Michelle'" again. I tried to correct her, again. She was shaking, violently. She's with volunteer, illegal-Robotic, "Jeremy," who was at the shelter, where I stayed last year, and, was refused services, then forced out.

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14:36

The church service was fantastic! The topic of the sermon was unity. After the service, we shared a Thanksgiving pot-luck meal. The food was delicious. Sam Hithye was with me, en cloak. They served bread pudding, with Cool Whip, for dessert. It was such a treat, to be in good company! Happy Thanksgiving! I miss y'all!

Up here, where I don't want to be, the signals, through the air, and, the rain, and, wind, from aircraft, en cloak, are hostile. The energy is violent. The repeats, on some kind of huge, over-powering, channel, keep repeating, orchestrated. The people attacking, and, over-powering us, with nuclear weapons that they use to rape, targeted on our brains, and, bodies, seem manic, and, agitated.

Where is their drug supply coming from? Terrorists transport onto me, plus fire dirty, conflicted, systems that torture me, and, while overlapping my airway, snort or, ingest toxins. I think that they're coming through the 'gateway' problem. The Canadian terrorists ingest a synthetic liquid that they manufacture. People, visible, at bus stops, and, on the street, smoke drugs out of glass paraphernalia, or, aluminum foil. They act insane, and, delusional. Has the fentanyl supply, from China, been cut-off, yet?

I'm at the laundromat. I bought 3 tangerines, from a market, to break my twenty dollar bill, for change to get quarters, from the change machine. Oh, my God! Delicious!

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