The good Lord has only said one word to me my entire life that I am aware of. It is possible it occurred other times and I wrote it off as something else or someone else, but if that happened it is news to me. I’ve never heard voices in my head except for one time for a half second when I heard someone distinctly say my name while I was alone in a friend’s apartment attempting to detox off of opiates which means I was either detoxing or high as hell. There are many who want me to hear voices in my head and although I will not get into details now, I am comfortable saying that I’ve learned they know how powerful the brain is and that it can literally manifest things unto itself. If I believed that the people around me were hearing voices and that hearing voices is a real affliction, and if I believed that there are satellites beaming thoughts or general feelings into my brain, then what would happen is my brain would literally tell my body these things aren’t just talk but they ARE indeed happening. For example, if I start to believe in my heart of hearts that cars are driving up to me and using directed energy weapons that they have hidden in their trunk or wherever, I will literally start to physically feel the sensation of such a thing being used on me. I’m curious as to know where it stops as I KNOW I have unwittingly swayed people’s mind’s on many occasions. I believe firmly it is one of the reasons the SS has me surrounded at all times as best they can. They know that if I am placed on a level playing field metaphorically speaking, I will absolutely dominate. What I mean by that isn’t that I would be the best physically or mentally, although its possible. What I mean to say is that I possess something that other people naturally gravitate towards and want to be around. Ever since I was quite young children, babies especially, stare at me. Always. Little babies always stare at me and it has happened ever since I was quite young meaning perhaps around 10 or 11 years old is when I noticed it. It happened so much that it was a constant subject my mom & sister teased me about, always smiling and shaking her head in disbelief but she certainly believed it. I had noticed it some months or years prior and said nothing but it was obvious to my mother that I noticed as I usually stared back and smiled.

Its simply a fact, if you put a small child in a room of 10 people, their father included, that kid will stare at me I guarantee it. I’d bet my bottom dollar on it. I have no concrete idea what a ‘bottom dollar’ is but I suspect, as does the reader I’m sure, it means a dollar bill someone has been sitting on, passing methane case on and just sort of kept the $1.00 USD currency in the general area of their buttocks. Its definitely key to leave the bill in one’s back pocket for months. To be internationally recognized as an authenticated bottom dollar, the paper bill has to be soaking full of “chub-rub” sweat and a certain percentage fecal matter particles which is confirmed using standard slurry test for TDS (PPM/Parts Per Million and electrical conductivity). Also the Ph is tested. Once confirmed and authenticated (done at the Denver mint in Colorado which takes 7-14 business days excluding bankers holidays) you have yourself an official bottom dollar. I’d definitely be willing to bet mine. As I’m sure the reader is wondering, I’d like to give assurances, my bottom dollar has certainly one hundred percent been authenticated.. you can bet your bottom dollar on it.

Anyways, children stare at me, its a fact. Something that started happening around 2021 while I was paddle boarding and praying and it has been happening ever since. The only people who have witnessed it are SS slime who have been riding in my car while I do uber/lyft.. The something else is that now have birds fly directly over my head on a regular basis. Sometimes I’ll see them coming across a field or a parking lot and I’ll think ‘no way is that thing headed for me’.. But sure enough, day after day after day almost every day, I have hawks that fly over my head and over my car. Sometimes they are doing things that directly relates to what I’m thinking about, or things I am concerned about. When I was living in Flagler Beach I finally got myself off of the Bupernorphine/Suboxone which I had been taking (as prescribed) 1/3 of what I was given. A bottle of 90 would last me 3 months. I had started working out at Planet Fitness after I found the huge mysterious structures under the water near where I was living. I couldn't get them out of my head and soon after I tricked one of these creatures into coming to the surface of the water at Matanzas Inlet. Let me actually be completely straight forward. This is what I had discovered over the span of about 7 days:

1. There are strange alien like structures under the water near the house I was living in at the time which was 1931 S Daytona Ave Flagler Beach, FL.. If you look around the the water area’s you will see the anomalies in Gamble Rogers state park and in the river directly west of my house.

2. Members of my family and the church I grew up going to are absolute satanists and are participating in ritualist murder among other things.

3. Several Women in Florida have had children of mine and tried to hide it from me. I suspect that there may be hundreds or even thousands of children of mine. I recognize I could be wrong and they may all be my half brothers and half sisters

4. There is a tunnel network that extends up into every church in America and many many homes as well.

5. The holiest of holes in King Solomon’s Temple is being replicated in homes and buildings and is used for doing unspeakable harmful things to children, and is also representative of a very real hole in the ground. The holiest of holes, is and was nothing more than a hole in the ground.

6. I tricked a creature from under the water/underworld into coming to the surface at matanzas Inlet. I was given zero pots of gold.

7. The catholic (catheter lick) church is a purely satanic church and the catholic church in St. Augustine Florida is being used as a traveling hub of some kind for these creatures.

8. The creatures are wearing human skin suits and coming up to the surface. I don’t know for sure but I suspect some of them are wearing the actual skin of the person they’re pretending to be but in some cases, perhaps all, what they’re wearing is silicone or rubber. The smell, for some reason, is pretty much exactly like nail polish remover. I think thats what they use as an adhesive or something.

9. Most of my friends and ex-girlfriends are dead, either actually passed away or they’re being impersonated by one of these creatures who’s wearing their skin pretending to be them.

10. There is some connection with the airports/energy parks/facilities/naval bases. The combo for the mysterious vessels or energy procurances takes place when one finds a military base, an energy park and an airport all close together.

From what I can tell, after dark, they’re flying vessels around that are made to look/sound like airplanes. In flagler beach I witness planes appearing almost out of nowhere many of which were made to land on water or land. Every morning 10-20 small cesna’s take off from their small airport. I never took the time to track the planes but I’m sure one could do it would a phone app. I suspect the planes are going to places to either pick up or drop off “red velvet”. If anyone is interested, its possible to track the marine vessels in and around the flagler beach/St. Augustine area. Its very clear there are ships that disappear only to reappear a few hours or days later. Upon researching these vessels DO NOT go out of satellite / radio contact. I paid for the GPS tracking via a tracking app for the ships and the customer service department had no explanation as to why these vessels vanished. Anyone can see these things for themselves, don’t take my word for it. While I’m on the subject of disappearing boats off the coast of daytona to St. Augustine there is something else worth mentioning about the vessels in that area. If anyone goes to Flagler Beach or Ormand Beach Florida right now or anytime, they will see a fake shrimping boat slowly making its way up and down the coast. When the sun sets, the same fake shrimping boat hooks up / turns on a giant bright light on their boat and shines it towards the shore. The reason it does this, from what I can tell, is to hide the bright flashes that are occurring under the water just past the breakers. It would be easy to see with a few drones and good timing but I suspect they would know well before your drones got air born and shut everything down but I could be wrong. I am certain about the fake shrimping boat and the disappearing ships. They’re part of what directed me towards the structures in the river. The flashes of light I would see off the coast under the water were seen by me while meditating and praying. It is interesting isn’t it. I’m sitting there on the beach praying to the good lord to show me what it is they’re scared of me knowing, and part of what I needed to see was literally right in front of me already. The flashes of light were in line with my house and they were in line with the structures. One could draw a straight line from the flashes, to my house and then to the structures in the river.

I was still taking my paddle board out. I was still going to St. Augustine to collect signatures on petitions so I could make money. I was still operating as though things were normal even though I knew they weren’t..

I want to backtrack, then I’ll make my point. When I was in flagler, beach preparing to leave I was scared. I was sad. I was confused. I felt uncertain. I knew I had to get away from those structures and I had to get away from my landlord. I didn’t suspect she was in a skin suit at that time, but I did suspect she was into ritualistic murder and who knows what else. She constantly did the stupid hand waving thing that all these satanists and luciferins do with their hands. Its text book, it copies move for move what newscasters do with their hands. Politicians, preachers and many others do the exact same stupid hand waving thing. They do it so much that other people, myself included, have started mimicking and mirroring. It “has something to do with adrenachrome production” ...but thats all I know. Thats all the blood drinking witch priest in St. Augustine was willing to tell me. If you watch people at a church or an AA/NA meeting people will do this to others out in the parking lot while talking.. Its partly a way to attract people’s attention but the motive is most malicious. At any rate I knew I had to get out of there. I was in a piece of garbage Kia Sportage at the time which was literally the worst car I’ve ever had. It was bought for me as a joke, to make me look like an idiot. I’m preparing to drive from Florida to Detroit in mid to late February with what felt like not enough money and not enough vehicle. I was preparing to put my things in storage and go on the road again. I was sitting in the beat up sad green colored 2005 Kia Sportage, it was raining or drizzling at least and I was in the parking lot of Planet Fitness in Palm Coast close to Flagler, detoxing off Bupernorphine, trying to motivate to go into the gym to sweat and push weight with ten things previously listed on the forefront of my mind.

I had been crying, letting some tears go. I found a while back not to resist crying. Just let it go and flow. I was wrapping up with some sniffles when all of a sudden, seemingly out of nowhere, a hawk flew directly towards me and over my head behind me out of site. In general around that time, I was questioning if the bird thing was really happening to me or if I was seeing what I wanted to see. This was a clear message. This hawk carried with it. Something I had never seen in a hawk’s talons. The hawk that flew 10-15 feet over my head, carried with it a large stick in both talons. It was tending to his home. The message that I received at that moment was crystal clear. The message was “If that bird can make its own home, you can too​”. Simply typing the words finds tears running down my face. It was and is authentic beautiful truth in the form of a symbolic divine occurrence. I started crying again, this time for a totally different reason.

The next day I took my paddle board out. I had been watching the ocean and took note of the fact that it had become smooth as glass for a few days in a row. The great lakes in Michigan produce far bigger waves than what the atlantic was doing for a few days. I’ve never seen the ocean in such a state. There were some small lapping waves on the shore but that was it. It was as if someone had simply turned the ocean waves off for an unforeseen amount of time. When I bought the paddle board off facebook marketplace I invisioned myself going out on the ocean but in practice this was very very difficult considering the conditions so I was sticking to the intercostal where the water is smooth and glassy for the most part. I knew I wanted to get out on the ocean before I left Flager. I wanted to be by myself, out in the middle of the water so I could scream or cry or laugh or take my clothes off if I wanted. Ironically and not by accident, all I could think about when I started off from the shore was ‘whats underneath me right now?’. I started paddling and I kept paddling. With me I had some water, a granola bar, two joints, my nicotine vape, a lighter & my car key which tied up in my surfer shorts. The paddle board was a yoga hardtop lotus board that retails for around $1500.00. I scored it off Facebook Marketplace for $150 and resold it before leaving for $300.00. I smoked a joint. I kept paddling. The water was swelling up under me and schools of fish were jumping wildly in the distance like they do from a shark or a dolphin chasing them. All I could think about was underwater spaceships. I was frustrated and even though I was out there in the water about 1-2 miles from the shore, I did not feel at peace. My mind was racing 1000 miles an hour with no signs of slowing down. I wanted to something drastic. I was day dreaming about dumping huge oil drum sized barrels of food coloring into where I found water entering the earth in an odd manor to see if locals started showing up a different shade of purple/red or whatever. I had a million questions and I wanted them answered.

All of a sudden I knew so much but I had no idea what to do with what I’d discovered. I felt absolutely overwhelmed and almost overtaken in a sense. Everything seemed so huge and unmanageable not to mention I had no idea what I should be doing or if I was doing the right thing. I felt so frustrated and I began to pray. I bowed down to my forehead and prayed in silence to the Almighty. I was crying, I wanted something, I wanted many things. At that moment I didn’t get what I wanted. I got exactly what I needed. I heard only one word. The word I know I did not manifest because as soon as I heard it my knee jerk reaction was anger and frustration. Remembering everything I’d ever read or heard about encounters with God suggested actual anger was not recommended. I immediately sucked it up and recognized that my emotions and initial thoughts were out of line. The word I heard is a word I absolutely do not like. Its a word most of us don’t like. Most of us wouldn’t want to hear this one word spoken by anyone. Even thinking about it now, I can still feel the frustration, I can feel myself becoming “huffy and puffy” over the word. I would have never suggested this word to myself. My knee jerk reaction was to immediately disagree but I did learn a few things in recovery midst the murderous rooms of AA/NA; “when you are wrong, promptly admit it”. I was definitely wrong, and I admitted it immediately. The one word that I heard thunderously in my head was ‘patience’. Apparently it was the only word I needed to hear. Perhaps it was the only word that needed to be spoken. However one looks at it, that is what happened and that is what was said. Patience was and still is the word and it was the last word I wanted to hear at that time. It was exactly what I needed to hear.