"Those who deny freedom to others deserve it not for themselves, and, under a just God, cannot long retain it."--Abraham Lincoln
(11:18PM on 6/19/23)
This blog is being edited. It gets hacked into and has more parts deleted
sometimes than I can add. They at least go back and change all of the
edits I perform as I am just now really starting to understand that they cannot
even hear what I write as I write it which seems to suggest that everything, I
write without a mistake will never have to be edited and therefore cannot be
deleted. (It has to be proofread.) and this is what they use against me
and for them). I'm not sure about deleting parts once it is published when
I read it, but by then it is published. I have so much editing to do to
this blog, but I think that it is important that I slow down and write it.
I will not go back and
read what I just wrote or anything else that I write until you see a photo of
the Trans American Pyramid in what looks to be and earthquake. I took that photo just before I relapsed in 2012 and would
eventually bring on the apocalypse. I had not made it to "The Gutter" and I will write using photographic documentation along with what
was written to show how a "real picture" came out of "The
Gutter". It's what is in "The Gutter" that has taken on
more to me in a way that needs to be seriously understood for a human
soul. For years I have said and many times written on
things such as cover letters for jobs or self-defining profiles that I have
been in the corporate world and I have been in the gutter. My photos have
usually had and urban gritty feeling to them which is how I was seeing the
world after checking out of everyday society. Hopefully people in the
world will be able to see more into itself and others.
This needs to be
published before midnight because I chose to protect. I will explain that more
as soon as possible. With that in mind, I believe former Mayor Willie
Brown is a person who I feel may be in some sort of danger. Through my
apparent communication through Telekinesis, I believe he seems be committed to
be on Gods side. His voice in my head has indicated that he has even
voiced some of his concerns about what is going on. Simply put, that could
spell trouble for him. He is a government official. He was once
Mayor of what I believe God sees to be the New Jerusalem the Book of Revelation
speaks of which is San Francisco, California. I feel good about him. I
have recently felt this way about Carl Lindner and Metallica. I'll
explain someday. I'm not sure how to explain Willie Brown, but I think he
is in grave danger and hope it becomes “was” in grave danger as soon as
I publish this. I will contact the police, but I believe they may know
what I 'm thinking right now and believe it or not, I'm fine with that at this
stage.
I can never deny their
suggestions to contact a psychiatrist after my “crazy” claims to them in the
past, because it is insane as in some ways, so am I. However, it is
real. I have written in blogs in the past something like, " if it is
real for me than isn’t that real to you. I have also written about being
crazy I know I did so in a blog titled Crazy I wrote on
12/3/07 and published on 2/1/08. Below is an excerpt:
I’m living in a life that is crazy. I don’t know if it is crazy reality, crazy-crazy or a combination of the two. Any way it’s crazy. Does that make me crazy? I guess so. But from the way I am understanding things is that if I’m crazy, your crazy and that means were all crazy. Where did I come up with this crazy line of thinking? I’m not entirely sure but I was at leas reminded of it from a usual source of my information. A song. I always say all works of art are divinely inspired at some level. The divine message/reminder came from The Beatles this time. I guess I should say that it may have been the earliest teachings of my crazy way of thinking – I just never really heard what the song was saying. I do that with a lot of songs. I love them for years because of the music but then one day I really hear the songs. I listen to the lyrics. This has happened frequently in my struggles. Perhaps God captivates our ears with the melodic sounds that our ears like to hear to prepare us for a future or present situation our minds and our souls need to hear and understand.
I am not sure if I was making a lot of sense. The other night I wanted to explain to the voices how the lyrics would help prove my point that if I’m crazy were all crazy and a few things happened. First of all, we (the voices and I) decided that if I can prove this I would actually be proving that no one is crazy. That sounds better, huh? Because if we are all the same, then how could anyone be crazy? What would define the difference? I believe the only thing that makes us crazy is seeing others as crazy. Because everything they are, you are – and no one wants to be crazy.
(11:35 on 7/8/23) One
minute ago, I was told if I said two more words, someone would win a couple of
hundred dollars. What I saw upside down and backwards is what I always
see when it is 11:34, was hEll. It’s important I Sell this upside down and
backwards. Since this is real to me, I might as well explain how I was
talking to people earlier about how I was in President Obama's head at the end
of 2012 and I thought what a serious occurrence for a U.S. President. I
was a Lunatic. I figured I’d try to look up something about that and
typed in my blog search, "Obama" and the first blog to come up was
Brain Damage. I feel I have been so mind controlled and have this
satellite that follows me around that I have in fact developed Brain Damage in
many ways. The truth is, for as crazy as I was back then, I was not wrong
about the insanity of the reality that was to come., I really did bring
on a meteor shower as I wrote a bit about and my jump did in fact give me Brain
Damage. Like my blogs Crazy and Brain Damage I
woold point out as I knew I had in other blogs that, “If it was real to me then
isn’t that real to you question.” In the blog, Brain Damage, I wrote:
I will likely focus on this a lot in the future. I
sometimes tell people about the voices and the parallel
universe and the devil, aka "the big bad wolf", as he was known
during my last relapse. When I tell people how I was dragging my loved
ones down into the darkness with me and they say, "you know that wasn't real,
right?" The answer - "It was for me!" So much
so that I jumped off a rooftop to kill myself and stop hurting the ones I
loved in that universe. This would allow the insane darkness I was applying
to my loved ones to stop. Was my suicide attempt real
to everyone? If something is real to you, isn't it real to me?
If something is real to me, isn't it real to you?
This blog is about an
upcoming catastrophe for little old San Francisco, I thought it is important
how I pointed out in the blog I wrote in 2013 that if the world was coming to
an end for me, wasn't it coming to an end for you?
The devil is not one to make deals with. Obama once helped me just by
being here. I was not helping him by continuing to be in his head all the
time when I relapsed and kept using. I had to go. What good is
a crazy drug/sex addict in The Presidents head? None. I even
realize this today. Plus, I was dealing with the devil. Having the
devil in one’s head will put them in hell. Obama was now on his
way. He's the President! If the devil could now access his head, then....
Way too much!
The end of the world was coming if I did
not stop. I believe it was supposed to occur April 1st 2013. I
had done too much damage. Thankfully, for all of us, I put a stop to
the insanity. I think I'm joking. It was
so real to me. If it was real to me, then wouldn't it have been real
to you? Hmm? It was real to me.
Somehow, the Pink Floyd
songs I chose as blog names captured the moment of what I was feeling at the
time with such true prophesy of the future. (10:36PM on 7/10/23) I
will explain this in a future blog, but the day Susan and I said our last
goodbyes I wrote Run Like Hell which I literally did that day
is one example. Another one I wrote is right after I relapsed in 2012, I
wrote Goodbye Blue Sky.
As of 6:12PM on 6/12/23, this blog needs a lot of editing
and a little more written to it. I hope to have it completed by the end of
today for the Health of American Beauty. 6/16 is also significant.
It is currently 6:05PM and I am going to publish this blog
at 6:12PM. (1:45PM on 6/13) Yesterday which was 6/12 at 6:12PM, I
clicked the “publish” command on the Blogger screen. It did not
publish until 6:14PM on 6/12/23. 6/12 is The Presidential God of the Galaxy who
is George H. W. Bush’s birthday. I also published a blog titled King
David of the Bible on 6/12 in 2008. You will read more about 6/5 in the
future. I wrote a blog called Letting Go on 6/5 in 2008 in which the
voices told me I was King David of the Bible and that I would have to save the
world from the apocalypse by convincing everyone just how important the truth
was. It is also the day, Heavenly Presidential God of the Masonry,
Ronald Reagan would die in 2004. The American Flag at half-mast
would become very important to the Golden Gate Bridge. 120,000 vehicles cross
that bridge per day. There is a lot more to the Crimson, White and Indigo
flag that I sometimes referred to as Old Glory. I find no
connections to 6/14, Forwards or backwards, so I unpublished it. I
guess I am still keeping it organic, but I have recently noticed the actual time
I do something that makes some sort of coincidental since. I never
paid attention over the years that I wrote this blog to number
connections. I didn’t pay much attention to times or dates unless it
involved a person, I knows birthday or a holiday or known event on the date I
wrote it. (Back to 6/12/23) “They” make it so hard for me to do so that I
find myself making excuses for no one which gets everyone nowhere. I
can’t even blame myself, but I believe it is my responsibility to get this
thing viral. I am working against an army of hackers who’s reasoning is
unapparent but ridiculous to me. (12:4PM on 6/25/23) I can't deny
that motives seem to be as usual for human beings, power and money. I
can't deny fear and blackmail may also be a factor.
My 1st Amendment is a victim of my 4th Amendment being obstructed because by watching, they learn how to delete what I do. I need to “Let Go”. I need to keep me and “D” in this blog because I must come before “D”. Staying grammatically correct and if I keep social etiquette, I should say “D” and I. “W” told me 6/15 was the day this had to be published because this is a coincidental day for me in way that is kind of organic. I guess it’s still a planned deadline. (8:54PM on 6/15/23) I'm currently editing it, George “W” Bush was trying to tell me stick to my deadlines. Speaking of “I”, I realized that that an "I" is what is missing from my friend, Damon for this to be fully explained. That W needs the Geek Squad I believe so I will call them at 2:20 on 6/13 and get my Facebook running soon as well. I am literally dealing with an Omen now. It’s important I keep this Omen healthy because it is very valuable. Things are a little out of order, but I’ll explain “live”. I can’t sleep with my “Omen”. I need to keep this “portent” real for me by stopping it, but not letting it happen but still “public” knowledge. How did I figure this out. God. God knows I do not want this to be an omen of great portent. I sometimes wonder if evil is an entity. This “W” matters to this Book of Revelation on these dates that match these times, but I don’t want to overdo it. It has been said I say things over and over. Yeah, Yeah well I do have PTSD but that’s not really the culprit for some of this factual occurrence, The major reason is that they never let me finish a blog due to all the manipulation and I have to keep writing the important reminders such as “the asteroid did not come down because I figured that fact would have to be remembered and even appreciated, but I believe it first needs to be heard or realized. Perhaps a meteor has to be sunk into everyone’s skull. This is simply my attempt at humor about something that I can’t really laugh about but dare not get excited and scream. I'll just say what I keep saying out there. “Big deal.”
(4:51AM 6/02/23) 2
Shakedown Street has been divided into a third part. I suppose it will be
called, Lights – Shook Me All Night Long for reasons that can be read.
Information about this earthquake needs to have something published. As a
result of this continuous tampering from hackers to my blog and everything I
do, it has been too long since I have published anything. I
have a lot to write and edit to finish it. It is ridiculous that I
am working against so many to get this done. Sometimes, it seems
they delete more than I can write. With that said, I will point out
that this blog seems to have started on 5/13/22 with what is written
below. When it gets to Lights is about the section that needs to be
edited by adding a little more about my being in what felt to be a very large
earthquake on a walkway between the Giant’s Baseball Stadium and McCovey Cove.
The interesting thing about my being shook that night is it did not stop me
from wandering out onto one of the largest Piers on the San Francisco
Bay. I would wander out onto the infamous Pier 30/32.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
-Psalm 23:4
(2:29PM on 6/23/23) Today is Robert Hunters birthday. I write more bout Robert Hunter, but just noticed the way that date as 2 23’s. That number 23 has become to me like 3, 7 and 13. I guess if I placed them in order it would be 7, 3, 13, 23 They keep showing up in my life. You will read and see how #23 showed up as he usually does. (12:57PM on 9/7/23) A couple of months ago, I started to write a little bit more about #23 as he showed up in reverse in a “splash” from #25. It all disappeared, but someday I’ll probably read it because it seems #25 saved a copy, thank God. It’s not that big of a deal, but it happens all the time. As a writer, it is incredibly frustrating. I guess it is a big deal. I’ll put a cry out to all my hackers, please stop! It’s getting you nowhere good. I’ll have to see how I write it next time and I’ll probably post it. I hope I get to see what was saved. It will probably be a bit, but if so, I will post ti. but since then #25 showed up in reverse (#52) for me to get a “real picture”. The makings of this prophesy will be read below, but the new version has to appear in the next blog.) It was not just my being in that earthquake, it was what followed. My seeming to meet God really “shook me all night long.” Yeah God, “You had me shaking and you, shook me all night long”. I think about that night to this day. It would become one of the greatest moments of my life.
(12:25PM on 6/4/23) I get to that towards the end. So now I guess it's Lights - Shook Me All Night Long (2 Shakedown Street). Below is what I began to write over a year ago on 5/13/22 as I sat outside of The San Francisco Federal Building
(The Death Star)
Lights
"Goliath"
Is the new largest
self-anchored suspension bridge in the world safe? Why did "they"
order an earthquake for Independence Day, 7/4/16? Why weren’t daily bridge
commuters allowed to read what God wrote through God's only begotten son? They
could have fallen to heaven. True Liberty! But....
(4:47PM on
10/29/22) The above was written on a sign I had displayed
on my much needed “grocery getter” cart. It's not the “Love
Machine”, but it's what I got, and it works overtime
for me. Like the Love Machine, it is a
multi-purpose vehicle. I bought the Love Machine in 2008
because I was out growing the transport vehicle I was using at the time and it
had more space and a motor. It was a silver 2004 Honda Odyssey I
bought at the Honda Dealership on Van Ness and Market Streets in San Francisco.
I had to trade in my Black 1999 Ford Mustang GT at The Honda Dealership. I bought
the Mustang brand new in Cincinnati. I now see it as my dark horse of
the Apocalypse. That dark horse once took me on a Highway to
Hell – literally. If you haven't read about it already, you will if
you continue to read this blog. It's when the devil showed up and tried to buy
my soul. He said that in 3 years from the time, I would die and I would have to
"Come on Down”, but I chose God.
Love Machine
I guess the grocery getter
needs a nickname too. I don't mind being the ass in the idiom when I call it
the mini donkey cart. I cuss like a sailor at (see below). I don't need to
insert too many idioms and I need to stop cussing so gosh darn much. That complete
idiom is at least PG13 and is probably not appropriate. until they see that
Golden Gate, but, the ship has not made it to port yet. The grocery getter . is
downstairs waiting for my laundry to be finished. It is not just a cargo
transport vehicle. I guess right now I can call it my Ponder Launder Wander. It
also serves as a billboard when I sit on or walk down the street and while it
sits in the laundry room of The Civic Center Residence to all other's doing
their laundry. I am known as "the sign guy" by some in San Francisco
since I almost always carry a sign advertising Gods-Revelation.com drawn on a
sign which hangs on my cart board or have one hanging from my neck. One of
these blogs prophets who told me so many things, Robert Hunter somehow knew that
in the Book of Revelation that "I told Althea, I'm a roving sign."
When it includes my computers in the set up, I have to referred to it as my
outdoor mobile office and I sometimes think it could serve as my Big Ass Truck,
but my back probably won't allow for that type of moving many times a week.
I'll explain more in the future, but anyone who read these blogs years ago.
might remember my Big Ass Truck.
I at first thought of
naming my grocery getter my little butt truck. Since Queeny Come Clean, I
will explain how I'm deriving the name for the grocery getter from a band. I
named my very dependable hand Truck after a Psychedelic Funky rock and roll
fused with rap, rhythm and blues. Their rock and roll band member line up
included a Disk Jockey scratching a turntable. They were a relatively new band
out of Memphis, Tennessee. The band was called Big Ass Truck. I know their
first album titled Big Ass Truck came out on October 17th,
1995. I had seen Big Ass Truck many times already before the album came out at
various locations throughout Cincinnati, Ohio. They often played at a small
concert venue called Ripley’s in Cincinnati’s Clifton Neighborhood next to The
University of Cincinnati. It was owned by my Loveland Hurst High School friend and
Tiger teammate Dan (Dan the Man) who would become my neighbor after his
ownership began. One way I remember Dan is “Dan knows the music industry and
the music industry knows Dan.” I believe my other friends Tony (Free) and Jeff
(Pan) were also part owners.
I will explain more but
I would like to point out that my cousin Kenny (Elvis) and I saw Big Ass Truck
in Nashville, Tennessee on March 30th in 1995 on our way to see a Grateful Dead
concert in Memphis, Tennessee. We saw them perform in Nashville’s Broadway
District. The next day we were traveling West on Interstate 40. We we're just
east of the Casey Jones Museum when we saw a semi tractor-trailer (Big Ass
Truck) that caught on fire. It looked like a Highway to Hell!
March 31st is Angus Young's birthday. Angus Young is the unmistakable
charismatic one-of-a-kind lead guitar player for the rock'n'roll band out of
Melbourne Australia, AC/DC. I have referred to March 31st as April Fools Eve.
Once we arrived in Memphis we would go straight to Graceland. You will read how
significant 10/17 is since it is the day in which San Francisco’s Loma Prieta
earthquake occurred. I will explain more below but I have written some about
how they refer to April 1st quite a bit as a date they will reach as a goal.
(4:01PM on 6/22/23) It was 3:57 when I realized I already noticed a time to
begin to edit this blog. When I got to it I saw, “I at” starting a
sentence so I copied a few paragraphs to be edited and pasted them on a word
document. I knew the time I saw fit to begin was (I just used the
shorthand keystroke Control P (Paste) forgetting I had since used Control
C(Copy) for a few paragraphs, and it Pasted the few paragraphs I already pasted
doubling its length) The time I typed and then copied earlier “somewhere” was 3:31.
Do I need to explain more about these numbers? They are all significant
numbers to this Book of Revelation. I’m not exactly sure, but I may be
over explaining how I do this and latching on to to many numbers, but this is
how it is organically derived and apparently designed. I often notice numbers
these days. Back then, it was voices in my head that made it seem as though
April Fool’s Day was the date the earthquake was to occur in 2016. My
being 5150'd had something to do with that. I was 5150'd on March 30th and
taken to General Hospital but would be released on April Fool’s Day Eve.
I’ll explain more later, but five years later after spending 2 weeks in
Zuckerberg’s Emergency Trauma Unit for spinal surgery, I would be 5150’s for
the third time. This time, it was on October 17th which
was 33 years to the day of The Loma Prieta Earthquake. I believed the
earthquake in 2016 would occur on July 4th in 2016. That Independence Day would
make it clear that Fables and Ferry Tale's don't always have a happy ending. It
became Sinistry 101 at The Palace of Fine Arts where I was able to drown out
fireworks just as Japan did that year since they did not have fireworks at
United States Military Bases due to a child being killed in Okinawa. I would
end up at General Hospital again with broken ribs at Zuckerberg's Emergency
Trauma unit that had just opened. It was brand new, and it was state of the
art. Coincidentally enough, this is the 101st blog I have written to
Gods-Revelation.blogspot.com.
(10/16/15) Speaking of bridges, and Minna Choi. When I first saw Minna Choi, I would try to find her and find Nina Choy. It turns out she works for Caltrans and went to The University of Cincinnati. She had something to do with that new Bay Bridge East Span. They say that in the quake that they were to create, it won't stand.
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It's such a beautiful bridge, it's a shame that the bolts in the pylons are "rusty". When The New World Order causes their Hayward Fault Quake, it won't make it. The voices tell me she also lives at Rincon Hill. It's the tallest residential building of in the bay area. I'm told in the pent house. I'm told that building won't stand.
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One night, I went out to photograph the Bay Bridge with Gina. If you look above the bridge, it looks as though heavenly beings are looking down on that bridge.
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| God oversees David and Goliath |
If you look above, it appears as though the devil is also upon that bridge.
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| God oversees David and Goliath |
I recently discovered that my highs school "friend" from 6th grade which was the year my mom died was once Goliath. In fact, he chose the nickname Terrapin Station in my blog Cumberland Blues and I wrote about his birthday exactly on the day my Uncle Danny died. Back then his voice in my head would confirm I didn't actually get hit by something by being to close to that freight train, but he threw a stone at that train and it bounced off it and hit me in the head. If David of the bible was guilty of murder, I guess that was Goliath's paybacks. Susan (Man Smart (Woman Smarter)) and Kirk (The Giggler) took me to the hospital. The nurses jokingly said my head looked like a vaginal tear.
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Goliath
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LIGHTS
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
Martin Luther King Jr.
I am ready to get back to my City by the Bay. I really do love that city. There really is just something about it. It feels good to be on a northbound CalTrain.
When the lights go down in the City
And the sun shines on the bay
Do I want to be there in my City
Ooh, ooh
So you think you're lonely
Well my friend I'm lonely too
I want to get back to my City by the bay
Ooh, ooh
It's sad, oh there's been mornings out on the road without you,
Without your charms,
Ooh, my, my, my, my, my
When the lights go down in the City
And the sun shines on the bay
Do I want to be there in my City
Ooh, ooh
When the lights go down in the City
And the sun shines on the bay
Do I want to be there in my City
Ooh, ooh
(10:55PM on 10/26/22) Notice the amount of Traffic on the bridge? The Bay Bridge was closed Labor Day weekend in 2009 to work on connecting the new span at the Yerba Buena Tunnel which is dug through Yerba Beuna Island which connects two of three Bay Bridge Spans. This is what it looked like after The Loma Preita Earthquake on 10/17 in 1989. That bridge is not seen empty like this 24 hours a day 7 days a week since 260,000 vehicles cross it per day. A close look at the photo reveals traffic cones on both sides of the middle lane that was only open to construction vehicles and the 25 Muni Bus - SF Treasure Island Route. Muni buses have bike racks on them. Susan and I placed our bikes on the buses bike rack each of two weekends Bay Bridge closures occurred. Susan worked for The Metropolitan Transportation Commission, which is why we were also fortunate enough to tour the new East Span twice during its construction. At the time, Steve Hemminger was the Director of the Metropolitan Transportation Commission who put the bridge tours together. He hosted the tours of the Bay Bridge with Bay Bridge Engineers. The 1989 Loma Prieta Earthquake epicenter was at Camp May Mac in the Santa Cruz Mountains which is where many of my blogs in 2012 were written and/or were set. It is also where Paul Trudeau would "meet" Mary Magdalen in 2017 on 4/22 which is Earth Day. I used that empty bridge photo at the beginning of the "chapter" titled Lights which is a Journey song for the blog titled. Sleepless in Santa Cruz. Once again, Camp Mac was the epicenter of Loma Prieta that occurred on 10/17/89.
15 Thus saith the Lord God to Tyrus; Shall not the isles shake at the sound of thy fall, when the wounded cry, when the slaughter is made in the midst of thee?
Below is another example of a paragraph I came across that I wrote months ago and didn't know exactly what it said. Since it is a quote, it would no have been too hard to rewrite. However, my saving a copy of what I was writing before and after each time I wrote to seems to be valuable making it readable. In this instance about 1/2 of the paragraph disappeared
Oakland A’s and The San Francisco Giants as Al Michaels said those words when audio was restored moments after the earthquake ended. The coincidences that occurred are undeniable.
Below is the paragraph I recovered."
I’ll will write more about it in the next blog, but for now I will say that “...the greatest open in the history of television....” occurred as The World Series “Cross Bay Series” Game 3 between The Oakland A’s and The San Francisco Giants as Al Michaels said those words when audio was restored moments after the earthquake ended. The coincidences that occurred are undeniable.
(11:09PM on 6/20/23) I
wrote a little bit last night, and probably didn't write what I was supposed
to. Willie Brown has been kind to me as a voice in my head and I know he
now lives in the Millenium Tower. I gazed at the construction of that tower each
day as I pushed my Big A** Truck down Mission Street on my way to sell my
photos at Justin Herman Plaza. I’d say to myself, “I’m gonna live there
someday.” It seems Willy Brown may have
made God a bigger factor in his life, and I think that someone might have told
him he wouldn't live much longer. If I'm getting false information, he
does live in that building that I know I have saved already a few times, but if
they get one by, I believe that building is set to fall. I’ve heard my building
is too set to fall. I think The San Francisco Police keep an eye on
me. Who doesn't? People want to and often try to kill me too, but God
won't let his Only Begotten Son die in this one. I feel Willie Brown
probably has the correct faith to get to universal heaven, but I think we could
use him on earth for a bit. So many people would die in a huge
earthquake, but I sense his soul is valuable to evil. Evil seems to find
life threats funny. I don't know how to say anything more, so I won't.
I love how music says how some one feels about something that I can agree with or relate to, I know when Green Day sings of being an American Idiot, that is what I am,. Growing up in Loveland, Ohio which is 20 miles from downtown Cincinnati, I may be The Jesus of Suburbia, but I love the city. I never thought I'd say this, but I love fog. I'll explain somr other time because I.ve explainrd before in my blog I love when Foghat sings of being “a Fool for the City because that is what I am. I have always loved that song, “I ain’t no country boy!“
There is just something I love about
the structure of an urban environment. The bigger the better.
Society has become very innovative and creative in its handling of urban
environment design. When square footage at ground level begins to exceed that
of which humans can occupy, man’s answer has been to go vertical. Placing
occupational space such as work or living environments seem to make more since
in an upward design as higher up spaces tend to create a more revealing optical
vantage point. Below the ground has provided space for transporting such
necessary human needs like water, waste and modes of transportation to and from
these populated urban environments. When bodies of water or large crevice’s get
in the way of the quickest route to something, we no longer go around these
obstacles, but have chosen to construct over them. All of these factors have
allowed for the design and construction of a modern day urban environment that
consists of innovative, creative and appealing architecture and design.
(3:27AM? on 8/8/23)
Since I was young, I have wanted to live in a high-rise. I have verbally expressed this and I have
even written about this desire many times throughout my blog. My dream was made true by God when Kerry (Angel
Superwoman) my social worker for The Community Living Fund placed me up on the
26th floor of Fox Plaza and it was supposed to be where I would stay
the rest of my life. However, evil has its
ways and Donald Trump did not get back to the White House a second term. I believe I have to say yet, as he seems to
possibly be seeking another term. I am
not certain of this, but I will continue to discourage any support to him. Like
I said, I’ve always dreamed of living in a Highrise. In the blog, The Death
Star, which was published in the classic version on MySpace.com, I
expressed this desire. Below is an excerpt:
I also started to notice back then that the neighborhood
was on the rise – literally. High-rise buildings are going up all around us.
This is funny, because when we first moved here, I always wanted to live in a
neighborhood with high rises. Now I do! My next goal is to live in one of the
high rises – at the top!
In the more recent
BlogSpot.com version I published a blog on 12/24/14 I called Lost In My
Mind, I would write:
I was then
blessed with something I never expected but always dreamed of – housing on the
26th floor of a highrise building in San Francisco. Despite all
my blessings, I did what I said I would never do again but have always done, I
used. How could I use after all I had been through and after all I had lost? I
still have no idea, but I did. I am an addict.
In the song
at the end of that blog, the band asked an important question to my blog about
being blessed to live in a high rise and admiration for San Francisco’s upward growth
and bridge construction. The song asks
in a live video from The Head and The Hearts live performance in Seattle,
‘Is that bridge getting built?”
You will read
more about Seattle below when I write about the planned Exxon Valdez oil spill
that occurred earlier in the same year as the Loma Prietta earthquake,
1989. Members of the bands voices in my
head said, “They knew Exxon Valdiz was a true myth as an accident.” Kind of like I knew The Cosco Busan was no
accident when it happened as I wrote about at the end of Ashes to Ashes like
I wrote above.
Ashes to
ashes
That bridge
got built and it was essentially a seismic retrofication project in which I
would get a chance to tour twice during its construction, Again I love bridges
and skyscrapers. I would write Moving on Up on 10/22/13
and published it on 11 /7/13):
This amazing day just got
better. I got my housing today! I am so
excited. Not only did I get my housing. I got my housing
on Market Street. I got my housing on the 26th floor
of Fox Plaza! Talk about a dream come true. A
couple of weeks ago, when asked if I was apposed to high rise living, I said,
“I’d love high rise living!” I never dreamed I’d get
it. And, I never dreamed it would be that high!
Later in the
blog, I would write:
I got my housing!
I'll be living on the 26th floor of Fox Plaza! I knew if I kept doing the
right thing, Good things would happen. I am
so grateful. I've always dreamed of living in a high rise.
This is truly a dream come true. I always knew a better life would start
showing up again, but I'm getting more than I ever dreamed.
This city is so amazing. It really cares. God works through so
many. Thank you everyone. Thank you God.
In Rise Above this I wrote on 10/15/13 and
publish on 11/7/13), I wrote:
(11/7/13 - I said "I'd love
to!" and, now I am. Living in a high rise is a lifelong dream come
true. I never dreamed it would come like this, but God works
in so many amazing ways
Photo
At 1:07 PM on my birthday, I need to
get myself over to Columbus and Broadway via and to The Underground. Last
night, was dinner. I ate my first Big Mac in probably 16 years. I
make my own (vegetarian style), but, last night I could not resist. The
last time I had something resembling fast food was in 2014. My
brother Michael (Loveland) and his friend Justin (Just) came out for a
couple of days, and we went to Pancho Villa in The Mission District.
I guess my Big Mac was my big birthday gift, but now I want to buy myself a
poster. The Underground used to be half a block away beside The Warfield.
Photo
The Underground that I can still take
to the New Underground Rail (The Central Subway line) is still under
Market Street. Today, The Underground is
by where I used to live which was above The Garden of Eden in North Beach. It was when I lived there that Batman – Under
the Bridge was organically written. They are both located near the corner of
Columbus and Broadway which is probably one the most photographed and painted
intersections in San Francisco.
Photo (11:09 on 8/13/23) One may think that 1/15/13 would be the clean date in which I see as the most significant clean date I ever had. I guess it was at the time! How could I possibly shoot that drug after a suicide attempt? I wasn’t incredibly excited about the reason my new life began, but it was in fact a “new life”. Seeing as though I would have my Mary Magdalene encounter, I would come to see that day as the day Jesus arrived. That is when it was no longer my clean date, however. Before that, my last day to use in 2012 was 3/16, making my clean date 3/17. I believe those numbers are coincidentally connected to important dates and other numbers such as stadium sections or times something randomly occurred in my life and even a song to what has become the most used two bible verses I have used to help point out who I am.
16 For
God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever
believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
17 For
God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world
through him might be saved
(5:45PM on 8/23/23)
Most of my blogs would
end up having song titles they were organically named after, I recall two that
I wasn’t sure about a song for them, but they would name themself better.
One was named after a very important person who is now heavenly to this Book of
Revelation named Sister Rose. There are so many Rose connections that became
amazingly true prophecy in my blog. I look forward to writing about those
in future blogs. I named the blog Rose which was published on
6/6/13. 6/6 was D Day in 1944, It ended like this:
I can't think of a song for this one. It took me
a week to write and one never even came up for me. Perhaps it should be
called "Rose" for now. That's at least unti I may come up with
another. Perhaps Rose has one for us. Good night Rose. Rose
sure needs prayer everyone. Thank you.
Rocket Queen became a
good song at first and will be explained, but it seems to have a closer
connection to another Queen, That Queen is Minna Choi and you’ll
see what I mean and seemed to see. Since I could tell the Queen
of Diamonds, by the way she shined, Loser is a good one, but
that’s not what she is, Sister Rose is Sitting Hush with a Royal
Flush, Aces back to back but she is obviously Ramble
on Rose, but that’s me, but one I can/t believe I didn’t think of this one
back in 2013 because I did notice a “Street Poker” connection. One that I wrote
in 2013 that I couldn’t think of anything to name it, so I called it New?
I wrote it on 3/16. So much more will be revealed in my future blog I’m
writing titled 316. New ended like this:
It's always important to me that songs that are chosen for
a blog remain organic. Is it "New?" these blogs are organic. They come as they
come. When I pasted this one paragraph response in BlogSpot.com, I had no
song in mind. One has yet to surface. I figured this paragraph
may just be a part of my next blog. It is. I simply posted in the blog
title, "New?", the other night after I copied and
pasted it. I still can't think of a song, and one never came up, so I
guess this blog will be songless, yet.
It is "New?"
In 2013, 2/15 was the
day I was taken out of intensive care at General Hospital and moved to Laguna
Honda Hospital to complete my rehabilitation which is where I would continue “learning
to Walk again”. It was also the day I saw my bloody, cut off clothes
and had EMT’s surrounding me for the move. It was at that moment I knew; I
jumped off of that building. It was most importantly the day when the Russian
Meteor Shower which was Not the end of the World when the asteroid did not come
down as I would read about from The Christian Science Monitor written by Fred
Wier Since it is ”to 2/16” in the Book of Revelation. Since it is
verse 22:16, I guess it can be considered “to my fund raiser“ at Bocca
Billiards which occurred on 2/16 in 2013. 2(to):(/)16
I
Jesus have sent mine angel to testify unto you these things in the churches. I
am the root and the offspring of David, and the bright and morning star.
- Revelation
22:16
(10:13PM on
8/15/23) It wasn’t the date I had to Give to Live in
2013 that I felt was most significant. In many ways, for me, it was
D-Day. Not like Four of a Kind or Rose, But
it was not D Day as in Day Day, but it was the Day I was going to
hell. That date was huge at the time following it. That
date was 1/15 which is Martin Luther King, Juniors Birthday. To me, the
most significant became 8/13 in 2015 while I was unlocking the Covenant when
there was a New Moon and a Meteor Shower. It seemed Althea kept “letting me
know this would happen” by asking me, Did the balloons fall yet? It was
on a date on a shirt I had just received just two years earlier from my aunt
Donna. She bought it for me In Cincinnati when I was in Laguna Honda
Hospital recovering from my injuries, I obtained from my faithless leap to go
to a never-ending Hell. I kept answering to Althea, “Yeah Althea, Russian
Meteor Shower – Not the end of the world. The asteroid did not come down. I
will explain in the future how I see the number 40 to represent angels of the
stratosphere and so, It is a Grateful Dead shirt from their performance at The
Great American Music Hall, The shirt which told me, I met God angels of the
stratosphere and how I was “anointed” by God. I read in 2015 that one-night
years ago, people had to climb through the roof of The Great American Music
Hall to get to the moon to find The Grateful Dead or something like that.
It turns out, Althea was talking about a Grateful Dead show all along
herself. She meant Bill Graham, Father Time would come out and the
balloons dropped from the ceiling. One night right as the Covenant began
to unlock, Gina showed up to make it another “Night with Gina and Dan the
Man. Dan the Man may have showed up to a Grateful Dead Concert the
way Dan the man Shows up at Grateful Dead Concerts, so I didn’t question him
when he said, like Great American for those in attendance, for Dan the Man,
they weren’t their. It was at Bill Graham (Father Time himself Civic
Auditorium so who knows what that means, but perhaps Dan The Man was Standing
on the Moon that night. Sounds as though he might as well have been, but
if you see Dan the Man, ask him about. He tells his experience only the
way he Dan the Man can. said he went to a show next door
which was Bill Graham on New Years Eve to see The Grateful Dead and “they”
weren’t there. Bill Graham had shown up with those balloons falling so many
times. I got to see balloons fall on New Years a couple of time at Bill
Graham Civic Auditorium,
I never saw the
significance of those dates until after I came to believe I was the Man
of Jesus. I still see today as the day that was my most significant clean
dates ever. Wouldn’t you know it, it was 11 years ago that I sat in the
woods of Golden Gate Park and was a set list writer for Outsidelands.
Last Night was an extra treat to the Outside Lands Saturday Night Headliner,
The Foo Fighters in their choice of Foo Fighter songs and a music “medley”.
(9:50PM on 8/15/23) That Medley the other night included Enter Sandman –
Metallica, Paranoid,-Black Sabbath , Sabotage – Beastie Boys, Blitzkrieg Bop
-Ramones, Haven’t Met You Yet - Michael Buble and they were even joined on
stage by Michael Buble. They played so many of their songs I used as
blogs 10 or 11 years ago, In fact, I recorded a few videos yesterday in
which I read a few of their blogs they were mentioned in. Many of their songs
were used in blogs that did not use their name including yesterday's edition
when I read Charlie and the Hot Chocolate Kids in which I used
4 Foo Fighter songs. That blog even has a Nirvana cover song when they
did David Bowies Man Who Sold The World. It also
had Walk, Looking to the Sky and Times Like These all of which
they played last night. Their second to last song, Aurora was dedicated
to Taylor Hawkings who is their drummer who died. Taylor Hawkings was
born on 2/17/22 and would die on 3/25/22 at the age 50, I already
believed in this man, yet I did not know a lot about him. I didn’t hear
much from him, but I thought he was on board and I know he is in The Universal
Heaven.
photo
Since Sabbath Bloody
Sabbath was to occur on the same day that Live Journey Album from Houston was
released, I think it is also important how the covenant began unlocking with a
key to the city that was given to an important young superhero on 11/15/13.
I want a poster, but,
The Underground always has something uniquely interesting. And, I love
skyscrapers, bridges and trains. Especially Subway Trains. Since
that Central Route just opened, I guess I’ll treat myself to some photo opportunities.
I’ll put my favorite here.
Photo
(3:51AM on 8/10/23) As can be seen in the photo, the
Central Subway was not open on the weekends that day. I guess that must be
my favorite.
(7:47PM on 2/2/23) I may
have chosen Protect, but I sure wish I could protect my computer. I have
always listened to the apparent crazy homeless person passing by as he mumbles
seeming nonsense. Yesterday. I finally went to The Underground.
And, since I’m The Cincinnati Kid, I’ve drawn a lot of Aces.
PHOTO
The Underground, and
this time I’m talking about San Francisco Municipal Railway, is really cool.
I like having the new Union Square and Chinatown Stations. I also really
like Forest Hill Station across the street from where I lived for 5 months
which was Laguna Honda Hospital as underground Train Stations. Forest Hill
was the first subway station west of Chicago when it opened in 1918. It
smells like and resembles a Chicago or New York Subway Station. Then
there are the 70’s original Street Level close to Sea Level in congested Urban
Area Stations that are commonly big stations as a part of the underground
rail. Most of them are big because they are stations for 2 rail
systems.
The Underground, and this
time I’m back talking to shop It is in a great San Francisco neighborhood near
one of the most photographed intersections in San Francisco and possibly in the
world. The original Underground The Warfield Theater was great but this
new one is better and bigger. I’d say it may be ten times bigger, It is
nice. Speaking of New Undergrounds. Like Market Street, The
Underground shop made it to Chinatown/Northbeach near Columbus and Broadway
before The San Francisco Municipal Rail Line (Subway
Going back to The
Underground which was actually in San Francisco before The Underground Train
was put under Market Street took me back in time. It is located in the neighborhood where The Beatniks
began as it is a couple of doors down from City Lights Bookstores and It makes
me think of San Francisco until this day as A Summer of Love. The Underground still offers modern products which
include colorful clothing that is “in tune” when you wear it, When out of town visitors
come to San Francisco, it has earned a spot on the North Beach -, Chinatown portion
of the tour I offer to guide. Musically,
it seems to first and foremost offer Grateful Dead “jamband” attire, but it
sells many bands t-shirts and posters. I guess it is a secondary head shop
and smoke shop since it carries a few such items for the head. You
never know who could wander into The Underground. I've been told by then
owner (Underground) that
Jerry Garcia himself wandered into that store before. I was talking to voices
in my head to claimed to be the band members of Phish because I woke upoone
morning believing they were in town on a tour at The Greek in Berkeley. I even
went to meet them at The Underground. I
wen and told the owner (Underground) they were in town. I did not say I was going to meet them. I bought my birthday poster in early February.
I would later learn they weren’t even in
town. I know they showed up a couple
weeks later for three nights at The Greek and Undergrounds voice in my
head said they stopped in. I never know where I’ll run into the owner either,
However, if members of The Dead are playing somewhere, there is a good chance
he will be at the show!
On 6/27/15, someone
wandered over to Levi Stadium, because a guy a knew from Walden House I’ll call
Chuck had a sugar daddy buy him a ticket to the show. Towards the end of the first
set while fhe was feeling some Vio Lee Blues he said, “Jerry’s missing.” Moments later”:
When he told me that at
Walden House on Monday, I knew Chucks nickname was now Rainbow. Jerry wanted to
let us know he really was there as his voice had said he could now be after waking
from Althea the first half of 2015. Estimated
Prophet is True prophesy. It was written.
It was “Rainbows and down that highway” following the first show of The 50th Anniversary
of the Grateful Dead shows. about it more in a blog I began in 2015 that was to
follow my blog Liberty which became Liberty (Revelation). The next blog became Highway to Hell – Back in
Black that was even published as a work in progress like Liberty (Revelation) became. This is what makes it confusing and I started
adding dates and times to what I still
am writing to Liberty (Revelation) part 39o .
PHOTO
(1:29PM on 8/20/23) 11
years ago, I republished Contrails and even added a little to it along the
way. At the end I met an AirForce
Colonel who just moved to Giza and was talking about the great Pyramid that
King Kufa built. I find this meant a lot
more than I hoped for since I believe I was once King Tutankhamun who is the
arch of the covenant.
I sent him the
photo I said I would. He replied saying next time he was up; he would
send me those pyramid photos. I hope he does. I also hope he
watches Lord of War. It will likely make more sense to him
than it did to me. I can’t help but to think it was all somehow meant to
be. I hope so.1
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On our bay Bridge construction tours, I took this photo of the the troll Iron Workers welded to the section of the BridceBay y Bridge East Span that was replaced as a result of The 1989 Loma Prita Earthquake. the Bay Bridge former East Stan after a section being replaced (11:29PM on 11/4/22) I just noticed a lot of numbers in reverse that tell more of a story towards what was written than I ever noticed beore. (Its funny how when I wrote when I wrote about meeting God in Contrailse and I had "Just one question" . It’s funny how when I wrote about meeting God in Contrails and I had "Just question" I did not explain that what I asked was not spoken, but when I write about turning around again, that’s when I know after all that I had witnessed and experienced out at Lands End, The Presido and Baker Beach and my just being in what felt to be a huge earthquake by that ballpark that what the man knew I was asking was, “What is going on?” In Contrails I would write:
One night, I was walking around the docks. It was windy. The water was choppy. The ground seemed to be moving beneath my feet. I kept thinking we were having an earthquake. It occurred to me that at times I was walking on a surface that was elevated over the water. As I said, it was windy and the water was choppy, but I have felt windier and seen choppier and never felt the ground move like it seemed to be that night. I recall walking down the walkway between McCovey Cove and the Giants Stadium and noticed the ground moving. It did not seem like it should be moving that much if it was supporting a major league baseball stadium! I even felt the ground rolling back and forth when I was clearly not on a dock, but certainly on land. I was very confused.
Most people would probably get the hell out of there. I decided to find the biggest longest pier jutting out into the bay that I could. I had spent many nights on this particular pier – Pier 30. Pier 30 is huge and is a couple of piers a way from the Bay Bridge.
I was walking into pitch darkness. It was windy, but the sky was extremely clear. I remember looking up at the stars over the Bay Bridge. It was beautiful. When I looked ahead, seemingly out of nowhere stood a huge black man right in front of me. It startled me. He said something like, “you cannot be here.”
I had my hands in my pocket and when I pulled them out, some change fell to the ground. It was probably less than a dollar. Since it was the only money I had I instantly kneeled to the ground and began picking up the change. The mysterious black man said, “I am not interested in your money.”
After I collected all of my change, I stood. He repeated, “It is not safe for you to be here tonight”. I told him I wasn’t worried since I had spent a lot of time on that pier. He pointed toward the dock entrance and continued, “Tonight it is not safe. You must go.” This time, I listened. I began walking toward solid ground and off of Pier 30. I turned around and he was following me. I kept walking and after a while I turned around again. He said, “It is not I you should fear.” Then he pointed up to the sky. His hand waved from one side to the other, perfectly pointing along the lines of a contrail directly overhead. He said, “See?” I simply nodded, indicating that I did see. I turned around and walked off of Pier 30. In fact I kept walking - all the way home.
About three days later I found myself out by the piers again. I noticed something incredible. Some of the areas in which I had been walking three nights before seemed to have collapsed into the bay.
There were even some brand new fences erected that were not up three nights before with signs warning people to stay out. It gave me chills.
Now I was even more confused. Who was this person who seemingly warned me to get off the docks? Was he with the New World Order? Was it God? Again, I told my wife. I told her that I thought I might have met God. Again, she thought I was crazy. I was starting to wonder myself.
A couple of months later, I was somehow enjoying some sober time again. My wife and I took a nice long walk. We strolled down the walkway between The Giants Stadium and McCovey Cove. It turns out the Giants were playing. I decided to take some photos of the kayakers waiting for a rare “Splash Hit”. “Splash Hits” are when home runs are hit into the McCovey Cove. Around the time we were walking, there had been approximately 39 total in the history of the ballpark. As I took one of the photos, with my old camera (which took at least a full second from the time you pushed the button until it actually took the photo) something pretty awesome happened – A splash hit! I did not even realize I had captured it until I got home and saw it on my computer screen.
We walked on. We ended up walking out onto pier 30 - the pier in which I had received that ominous warning just a couple of months before. We noticed something pretty strange at the end of the pier. In red spray paint, someone had written BAVE on some posts. One of our good friends gave me this nickname. My name is Dave Beaty. When I used to get wasted, she would call me Bave Deaty to refer to the character that would sometime emerge. It stuck. Many of my friends referred to me as Bave when I got fucked up. Bave used to show up a lot!
I noticed something else. At the end of Pier 30 a National Oceanic & Atmospheric Administration (a division of the United States Department of Commerce) ship was docked. This government agency is commonly referred to as NOAA (pronounced Noah). I jokingly said to my wife, “See, they must be part of the of the New World Order!” They must be creating the weather, not monitoring it! But why would God be in cahoots with the New World Order? I then joked, “Maybe I didn’t meet God that night. Maybe I met Noah!”
I was beginning to realize that maybe it was not the New World Order that seemed to be at my every turn. Maybe it was something even bigger. What the fuck was it? Whatever it was, it really had me thinking. In a previous blog, I said if we pay attention, the world is constantly communicating with us. I believe this is just what I had been experiencing in one way or another. However, I now think we can communicate with more than our world. It seems we can communicate with our universe!
I have referred to that bridge
as Goliath in the past. For David to defeat
Goliath this time, Goliath needs to stay standing. I would also figure out who Goliath once was
and believe he got his pay backs from our days of Throwing Stones as I will
explain someday. I wrote a song called Tequila
and Trains which sings about this. It
too involves the World Trade Center. I even
wrote a blog about using this song in 2006 and more in 2007 but never published
them. I thought it eas going to be a short story. I thought at times I may be writing a book. When I first started writing believing they
were planning an earthquake in Liberty (Revelation) – Chapter 1.
(6:57PM on 6/29/23) As can be read below, the date that I began writing about this bridge was 10/16/15. 10/16 is Bob Weir of the Grateful Dead’s birthday. I have written somewhere I believe Bob Weir was once Joseph A Roebling whose, engineering advancements built three of the longest bridges in the world the first parting The Ohio River was Cincinnati’s John A. Roebling Suspension Bridge which opened January 1st in 1867. I believe Cincinati's Roebling Suspension Bridge was a model for New Yorks Brooklyn Bridge that opened on May 24th in 1883. I just read that’s The Brooklyn Bridges Towers fittingly enough are 127 feet tall which matches the numbers to what could have been the world peace bell which I believe could have occurred on my birthday 12/7 which is the day Pearl Harbor was bombed in 1941. I wrote about it being my nephew Tanners birthday numbers. His birthday is 1/27. In the blog December 7th, 1941, I was writing about Chris Collinsworth. His voice in my head said that he had began to notice some coincidental connections to numbers with numbers such as his birthday. The next day, I looked up his birthday and it was 1/27. He essentially pulled a “Don Henley” kind of comment as I will describe in much more detail which began on Treasure Island because “There she stood in the doorway..”
It was a beautiful Sunset I would also learn that his dad was
born on 2/12 which is Abraham Lincolns birthday. His name is Abraham Lincoln Collinsworth. It seems he was also in some ways Abraham
Lincoln in ways that we may be starting to understand. So too was President Barrack Obama. I will try to explain such things in the future
as even I don’t really understand this, but with parallel universes and the
possible cloning, historic recreations that has taken place, it seems God somehow
had to design this incredible way of doing things. President Obama’s birthday is
8/4/48. Forwards and backwards I see ’84
which obviously connects that unforgettable year for me which was 1984 in which
George Orwell wrote about a utopian society gone wrong which was published in
1949. “Big Brother” was watching everyone
in the book titled 1984. Time After
Time, that number 84 as in that year 1984 arises and would ultimately lead to
my Jump off of a parking Garage. That Bay
Bridge just happens to be 8.4 miles long.
The longest bridges in the world had been built by 1883 in New York by Roebling. Joseph Straus was born in Cincinnati, Ohio whose
family was of German and Jewish descent. After those bridges opened, Joseph
Straus was as The University of Cincinnati and would become a structural engineer
who built bridges around the world.
( It was said that a bridge over the Golden Gate could not be built. There are no official records but, I believe 30 men fell while building that bridge. Safety netting has said to have saved 19 workers. They started a club called the “Halfway to Hell Club” and of w7hich 19 are said to be on the list. (Source: Wikipedia) 11 men would die building that bridge. At 4200 feet long it was the longest bridge span in the world when it opened on 5/27/37. Its towers are 746 feet tall.
It’s a be spanning the Golden Gate with it’s contrasting international orange towers and roadway span. I had been walking towards that bridge on more than one occasion believing I would end my life by that bridge. For my own sick reasons, I was going to cut my wrists. Over a thousand people have chosen to jump from that bridge, making it perhaps the place in which the most suicides have occurred from. I have called that bridge my favorite structure in the world. I received many books about that bridge over the years as birthday and Christmas gifts. I spent countless nights out in what feels like a remote Wilderness on either side west of The Golden Gate Bridge at places called The Presidio, Lands end, and the Marine Headlands. It was there I would notice someone was up to something. Boats would come out into formation in the middle of the night and line up. Lights could be seen underwater. Contrails would be created which seem to create rogue waves. I was once caught up in a landslide as I wrote about in Contrails which I first published on 11/3//06 and would republish on 8/20/12. I wrote:
…Suddenly, the ground I was sitting on began moving beneath me. I was now sitting atop a landslide! I began climbing as fast as I could - through trees, rocks and mud. It was very dark and I was very scared! I felt like I was climbing for my life….
I would also be in a rogue wave I could even term Tsunami as I wrote about in Charlie and the Hot Chocolate kids. In the blog I wrote on 3/??/12. I wrote:
One night, I was tweaking out at a shelter, at Golden Gate Beach. I had a tarp over me because it had been raining. I had been there for hours. I wasn't paying attention to the tide. I also thought I was up high enough. It was during a Pacific winter storm. A rogue wave demolished my little camp. It broke right over the top of me. Talk about scaring the hell out of a tweaker! I had no idea what had happened. I was soaked and freezing cold. My stuff had was either soaked or was washed away - including one of my boots. I realized, behind me was this unstable cliff (due to the rain). In front of me was the Pacific Ocean in the middle of a winter storm.
What was
going on? I had to investigate it. I kept telling my wife, “Someone is up to Something”. I would type in the words Lands End, Presido
and geological control and weather control and it all pointed to a group known
as The New World Order. The New World Order
was using a new kind of “warfare” to reduce the world’s population. I believe they were creating Earthquakes and
Hurricanes to do so. I wrote about it many
times over the years in blogs such as Look Here! See? Listen (MySpace),
Wake Me Up When September Ends (MySpace) I wrote about in
2006, Wake Me Up When September Ends (Blogspot) I published on 11/7/12.. I also wrote about Jack the Beanstalk
in 2006 in a blog that was never published.
I included what I wrote in the last blog I published titled, Jack the
Beanstalk how I believe Jack the Bean Stalks was in a prophesy that New Orleans
was hit but a Hurricane Katrina by using such an Unnatural Disaster. It was New Orleans 9th Ward that
seems to have been the major target.
(?:49AM on 12/03/22)
After the World Trade Center attacks, I decided I needed to move to San
Francisco for "freedom's sake". Upon my arrival for an
interview in San Francisco back in 2002 as I passed this huge lot with a deep
foundation, I found it interesting to hear the wisdom of a San Francisco Street
Person murmuring something about "Rats the size of Cat's." I was
hungry after just checking in to my hotel at The Flamingo Inn after my long
flight from Cincinnati for an interview at The San Francisco Chronicle the next
morning. Hearing this man repeat, the words " Rats the size of
Cat's, Rats the size of Cat's..." I simply thought to myself, "Good
ol' San Francisco;" I would eat at Carl’s Junior at the corner of 7th and
Market streets before I would slowly take my one block stroll back to The
Flamingo Inn where I would stay the first night. Looking down into this
deep foundation, I noticed something. Running throughout this deep foundation there
were literally "Rats the size of Cat's". That "real
estate" was previously occupied by a Greyhound Bus Station at the time, I
did not know it would become a Federal Building I would live in the shadows of
someday. When doing so and watching it go up, I began to call it the
Death Star. It is at 90 7th Street, I still live in the
shadows of it, I have done so for 11 of my 20 years living in San
Francisco.
I would get the job, move to San Francisco, and get an apartment on Steiner Street
- in The
Lower Haigh Ashbury District. We lived in our
first apartment two blocks away from Alamo Square for two years
until Susan found us an apartment in the South of Market District (SoMa)
on Minna Street less than 2 blocks away from my job at The San Francisco
Chronicle, Susan got the apartment without my looking at it back then because I
was a crack head. I knew it was close to The Chronicle and I
trusted her. I loved it, but now, we would live in the shadows of what I
would come to believe was New World Order Headquarters. We lived very
close to The Federal Building. Now, we were in the Belly of the
Beast. Today, to me, it is The San Francisco Federal Building and I
believe it to be an architectural marvel. No matter what it is, the New World
Order does exist somewhere. It may be somewhere like The United Nations
Headquarters in New York City. The Civic Center consists of United
Nations Plaza.
Our apartment was 1/3
of a block away from the Federal Building. The Flamingo
Inn was on the corner that is across the street. Today it is
the good hotel. We lived just next door to the Americana Inn,
which is where my dad and my stepmother, Marilynn would stay on their honeymoon
in San Francisco in 1985,
On 7/21/15 I noticed those hotels and the apartment we lived in were all now painted green. 7/21 is Robin Williams birthday which is my birthday in reverse, 12/7. A voice in my head see ming to be Althea told me “Old book bad book Green Book Good Book,” I told Althea as a voice in my head how I had written in previous blogs how her mother and I could be characters from Green Days American Idiot album. About that time, the three original members of Green Day showed up in my head. I would go ahead and explain to them how I believed I was The American Idiot, I’m sure some are able to see themselves is characters in the story to the Album. They basically said, “That’s cool.” They didn’t really question what I was saying, but I know they had no idea at the time. but that album is an amazingly true prophecy in this Book of Revelation we are living in.
(2:26PM on 5/13/22) I just realized before I came here that one of my favorite blogs, I have written began with a photo of another clue to what The New World Order had planned for San Francisco on July 4th, 2016. I took the photo on (Memorial Day) weekend in 2009. The blog was Sleepless in Santa Cruz. Below is how it begins:
The photo was taken just above the Yerba Buena Tunnel. The photo I took below is how traffic usually appears. We were just getting ready to exit the Yerba Buena Tunnel.
I also took the photos above and below on September 2nd, 2008. The Official Surrender of Japan from World War II was signed on the USS Missouri on September 2nd in 1945. The USS Missouri was used in the relatively recent Gulf Wars. In 2017, on September 2nd, I believe Mary Magdalen was shot "8" times, dismembered by chopping her into pieces and then tossed into the trees of Golden Gate Park.
The song lights by Journey I believe was written with my
City by the Bay in mind. I was on my way back from a few days in the
Mountains. We did a lot of good work for Camp Maymac where they host
camps for children all summer long. As much as I look forward to going to
the mountains. I also look forward to getting back to “my city by the
bay”. I love that I used a photograph AT THE BEGINNING OF Sleepless in
Santa Cruz that I took of The San Francisco – Oakland Bay Bridge and Downtown
San Francisco from Yerba Buena Island. This is the bridge San Franciscans
use to get back to The City by the Bay when returning to the city from the
Continental East. As one comes out of The Tunnel that cityscape appears
on the right side. At night one can see The Lights of the City.
Yerba Buena Island just above the Yerba Buena Tunnel is where that photo was
taken.
I’ll will write more about it in the next blog, but for now I will say that “The greatest open in the history of television” occurred as The World Series “Cross Bay Series” Game 3 between The
The version of Lights I used at the beginning of Sleepless
in Santa Cruz blog happened to be a live video from Houston Texas.
Houston and Texas showed up in the last blog I wrote titled Jack the
Beanstalk. I was wondering what date the shot that video. The
concert took place on 11/6/81. 11/6 is the day I wrote Give to Live in
2012 which would be the last blog I wrote before bringing on the apocalypse
because there would be a meteor shower to destroy life on earth. I would
give my soul by jumping off of a 5-story parking garage in San Bruno to go to a
Never Ending Hell. I lived. 11/6 in 2015 would be the night
Godsmack would show up at the Warfield to help God write up Sabbath Bloody
Sabbath which was to be 11/15/15. 11/15 in 1981 was the day the Journey
video was released. On 11/15 in 2014 I was at the San Francisco Civic
Center where I saw and photographed Former San Francisco Mayor Willie Brown
(Downtown Willie Brown).
(11:09PM on 6/20/23) I
wrote a little bit last night, and probably didn't write what I was supposed
to. Willie Brown has been kind to me as a voice in my head and I know he
now lives in the Millenium Tower I gazed at each day as I walked by saying I'd
live there, but it seems he may have made God a bigger factor in his life, and
I think that they may have told him he wouldn't live long. If I'm getting
false information, he does live in that building that I know I have saved
already a few times, but if they get one by, that building is set to fall. My
building too is set to fall. I think The San Francisco Police keep an eye
on me. Who doesn't? People want to kill me too, but God won't let me
die. I feel Willie Brown probably has the correct faith to get to universal
heaven, but I think we could use him on earth for a bit. So many people
would die in a huge earthquake, but I sense his soul is valuable to evil.
Evil seems to find life threats funny. I don't know how to say anything
more, so I won't. Life.
(3:45PM on 8/8/23) Since
I was young, I have wanted to live in a high-rise. I have verbally expressed this and I have
even written about this desire many times throughout my blog. My dream was made true by God, and it was supposed
to be where I would stay the rest of my life.
However, evil has its ways and Donald Trump did not get back to the
White House a second term. I believe I
have to say yet, as he seems to possibly be seeking another term. I am not certain of this, but I will continue
to discourage any support to him. I’ve
always dreamed of living in a Highrise. It was in the blog, “The Death Star”,
that I expressed this desire. Below is an excerpt:
I also started to notice back then that the neighborhood was on the rise
– literally. High-rise buildings are going up all around us. This is funny,
because when we first moved here, I always wanted to live in a neighborhood
with high rises. Now I do! My next goal is to live in one of the high rises –
at the top!
There is just something
I love about the structure of an urban environment. The bigger the
better. Society has become very innovative and creative in its handling
of urban environment design. When square footage at ground level begins to
exceed that of which humans can occupy, man’s answer has been to go
vertical. Placing occupational space such as work or living environments
seem to make more since in an upward design as higher up spaces tend to create
a more revealing optical vantage point. Below the ground has provided space for
transporting such necessary human needs like water, waste, and modes of
transportation to and from these populated urban environments When bodies of
water or large crevice’s get in the way of the quickest route to something, we
no longer go around these obstacles, but have chosen to construct over them. All
these factors have allowed for the design and construction of a modern-day
urban environment that consists of skyscrapers, bridges and tunnels. Visual art
will always be a factor in such necessary construction through innovative, creative,
and appealing architecture and design.
(7:47PM on 2/2/23) I may have chosen Protect, but I sure wish I could project my computer. I have always listened to the apparent crazy homeless person passing by as he mujmb;es seeming nonsense. Yesterday. I finally went to The Underground. And, since I’m The Cincinnati Kid, I’ve drawn a lot of Aces.
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this time I’m talking about San Francisco Municipal Railway, is really
cool. It feels new. I like having the new Union Square ad
Chinatown Stations and Fores Hill Station as underground Train Stations. Forest
Hill was the first subway station west of Chicago when it opened in 1918. It smells like and resembeles a Chicago or
New York Subway Station. Then there are
the 70’s original Street Level close to Sea Level in congested Urban Area
Stations that are commonly big stations as a part of the underground
rail. Most of them are big because they are actually stations for 2 rail
systems.
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pyramid photos. I hope he does. I also hope he watches Lord
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(2:26PM on 5/13/22) I just realized
before I came here that one of my favorite blogs, I have written began
with a photo of another clue to what The New World Order had planned for San
Francisco on July 4th, 2016. I took the photo on (Memorial Day)
weekend in 2009. The blog was Sleepless in Santa Cruz. Below is how it 5.
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(2:16AM on 3/16/23) I must write a little something in o my of m mes. rder to tame the demons who continue to attack me and rape others at this very moment. They are so disruptive to everything I doi. I am told[=d that as soon as I started writing this, manyu of them rushed to my head and started deficating.n fact, I just clicked on a video I recorded sometime last year and as the computer reading a blog i wrote in 2006 titled Hometown Blugr. Coincidentally enough, I seemed to have published Hometown Blues on 10/17/06. Talk about Hometown Blues. I did not recall in 2006 that The Loma Prieta Earthquake occurred on 10/17. If the earthquake weren't enough to have Hometown Blues, I guess a world series team being swept might bring someone down. That is unless you in the East Bay where the celebrated aa world Series sweep. If tempers were flaring, it was not easy to get to Oakland from San Francisco or rom San Francisco to Oakland. (8:25PM onn 7/20/23) Hometown Blues were happening for both San Francisco and Oakland despite Oaklands Sweep of the Giants, Oakland was still dealing with the collapse of The Nimitz Freeway whihc was a double decker highway that was 880.
(2:15 PM on 4/18/23) It was 2:20PM when I noticed what little bit I
had written to something I just came across was deleted. I am about to write
about it screen it was reading had which thet did not appear onmy
screen tha now, so hopefully it can be read in it’s entirety. This
is why this is being recorded on Facebook. I had it on my computer
screen that was not being recorded, oh well. I had searched for the
word ”wean” and two blogs came up, Pain and Yer Blues. I think the
asword blue has it’s obvious defiination by speaking to a feeling we have just
like I had wBlues ritten about inHometown Blues on 10/17/06. Yer
Blues, by John Lennon* is as using the song I published on 10/17
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(5:41PM 0n 12/1/22) I
was just writing a caption to a photo for to one ofch nore viscious to
the my empty Bay Brifge photos and it was deleted by a
voice claiming to be and sounding like Scott Colll . It
may have had more information than I was recognizing, Now, Kenny wayne is
doing ball he can to knock me out, These two are so mIt is kind of an eerie
sight to me now. To think about that bridge possibly making it and the new one
failing is.... Unthinkable. However, I think they plan on it being
big enough to bring it down like Hollywood created in San Andres 9.6. I
heard at one they planned a as I previously wrote
"somewhere", It may not be published yet. Either way I
now know that The Richter is between ,1 and 10 with the biggest ever recorded
was discusting and wrong to not just me, but all of earth, They are
poiping onnme right now, I hope I get this posed before they get that
bridgec down. Thisc is so impoirtant, however vwhat they do to me is more
imo=portant to all of earth, /It mkes a fesw skyscapers and bridges seem
like, its just a few skyscrapers and bridges, swf. Again, the scene would
be microscopic
As my video I’m recording reveals,
“Batman” just walked by at approximately 2:41. I see the time (2:41) and it
places it to a date which is April Fool’s Day ( to 4/1, to April Fool’s Day)
which anyone can hear me speak about ten or so minutes ago, I decided not to go
out on that new bridge for that earthquake because I wondered if I could
somehow do better from heaven. I was 5150’d for a second time. This time it was
a General Hospital. Officer Ross and Officer Castro “gave me a ride.” I will
say that despite cuffing me, thy ask some good questions. I would meet who I
believe to be reincarnations of once emperor of China and, once again, Shirley
Temple.
8The third time was more of a charm
than I believed it to be at the time was a charm as much astime she referred to
me as Jesus. I was not Scott Bayou and she kne Charles (was) in Charge on the
birthday of a King. I have much more to write about which includes penguins, so
since Batman just went by, I must get to Batman Under the Bridge before I
return to Camp Maymac, Aliens and The Sexy DA. it’s also important that this
jump back to the Garden of Eden when Gina said I was a Super Hero.
After refusing to take medicine while
5150’d at General Hospital, the orderlies would show up and then escorted me by
the arm to a room where I was laid face downd0wn on a medical bed where one
pulled my pannts down a ittle the back and,,,, I was waking up beside what
seemed tobe newly 5150;d patients who were all Mexican and were being held. After
thinking about going to that bridge to ride it down I learned I would be
released, I would decide I’d be better from the earth and hung out at Civic
Center Plaza which is an open space where nothing could fall on me.
Holllywood photo 2004
I knew there were Rats the Size of
Cats, because this newly fenced in park behind me where we used to bring Willy
Dog and then Phil to do their doggy duties I wrote about in Contrails. I was
spending my time under s9e collapsed docks with wharf rats in South
Beach. It was next to th1e dry dock where The Cosco Buson was being I
repaired after spilling thousands of gallons oil into The San Francisco Bay
where the new bay bridge stands. The Troll was going to earn his fortune
– Paris! Guess
the Penguin was the Troll. The Joker got San Francisco:
12:18AM on 7/12/22new (8:11PM on
5/17/22) I began
doing this for…. Oh, one date that comes to mind…. that new bridge that I
believe was set to fall despite its 6.5-billion-dollar price tag and my
coincidental acquaintances of bridge planners, engineers and an accountant
makes us seem like fools to this world in which everyone is in order despite
not wanting organized government in control of everything makes most people
feel free to the reality that we are in some sort of slavery. Being
a Slave to The Traffic Light may
include time to glance at the “Your City Propaganda Press” to
see last night's score to the game. We know they will write what the outcome of
the game truly was. But do we know that the recorded score was to be the true
outcome of the game? When you fell asleep in the bottom of the 11th with one
runner on base and Big Mike is up to bat for The City Team. You couldn’t
believe you fell asleep and just had no know the score. Did Big Mike get
another home run? Were we at 39 or 40 slash hits? How many kayakers were
waiting for a ball? Does your heart sail away when you see in the photo it was
the splash of a baseball?
My concern is not for me,,
Neither is their concern, My
concern is for San Francisco Bay Area Residents who live and work in these multimillion
dollar high rises and also very those who live in place such as HUD Housing,
like me I suspect that when it comes to
social class and income level, in some ways it’s “fairly” distributed. My concern is also for daily bridge commuters
of any and all bridges in the Bay Area especially the new Bay Bridge East Span
which I believe was set to fall in this Big Earthquake. I wrote about that new bridge a few times,
sometimes without even knowing the significance of it. I toured the Bay Bridge Construction
twice. The one event tha occurred that I
know was planned and intentional is the Cosco Buson hitting an structure to
protect h Bay Bridge In I wrote in
blog titled Ashes to Ashes from the Amazing Revolution Prophet, Steve
Earle. I believe Steve Earl was once
Isaiah of the Bible, Isaiah wanted to
trade sword shares into plowshares. So
many sings have; pointed to this
On ?/?/?. I wrote:
Okay I thinkli I will not get to all that had I planned to in this blog. I really wanted to talk about the voices, the new world order, my brothers-in-law’s frustration with me and the Cosco Busan which spilled thousands of gallons of oil into one of the most beautiful of all of God’s creations- The San Francisco Bay. I wanted to talk about how it has all tied together in a way that to me proves there is more, but I already know. I must give it away. It is the truth I experience which of course evil played its part in and can still be used to question the reality of my existence. All I know is that it is MY truth. I hope the story I tell encourages others to the idea of tuning into their own universe because it is broadcasting. It’s amazing. I so badly want to try to get into the story or at least tell some it must wait. I must give it to the universe now. It matters.
Steve Earle keeps delivering in this Book of
Revelation. The Idea of Trading Sow
shares into plow shares Im still is something a Veteran of the army would agree
with. I like to believe many of us
strive for a more peaceful world. I’ll
write about it more in the F the CC blogs that are coming up, but I think it
was 2017 at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass that he showed in what God, and I see as
The New Jerusalem and played his song Jerusalem that I did publish a blog by
that title because I used that song in 2013.
“I believe that one fine day, All the children of Abraham will lay down
and peace together in Jerusalem.” In
2016 he said just after performing his opening song something like, “We needed
the second Amendment to get to the 13th Amendment” As he said that I
know he was going to play the song that so much amazing true prophesy had been
on this blueprint. The song The Devil’s
Right hand speaks of a Colt 45, called a peacemaker and I never knew why.: I guess the number 45 showed up again since
that earthquake in Berkely was a 4.5. Donald
Trump was the 45th President.
I had been sitting outside of 45 Olive Street praying every Sunday since
being banned from City Church. I’ll
write more in The Devils Right Hand blog, but I even stood outside talking some
street folks as a woman drank on a Colt 45.
Below is an excerpt from Ashes to Ashes:op
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(3:16PM on 6/4/22) Edit, Edit! It matters.
(6:51 on 9/16/19) Since it
now 6:52 and Baltimore shows up in this park in the same way #52 SGHOWEDUP, I
CAN'T DENIY THAT #51 is still one of my hero's I wrote about in two blogs I
remember, One was, Robin Williams. The other was King
David of The Bible. Nancy Pelosi Way runs through this park and a man named
Ray just bought a Harley Davidson Gas Tank and Motorcycle seat. And since
Baltimore is just up the road from Washington, I know that Nancy Pelosi is just
up the road at the Death Star or New World Order Headquarters which is The
Federal Building I used to live in the shadow of. I thought it looks like Thew
Death Star from Star Wars. It was in 2015 that began believing there would be a
big earthquake on 7/4/16.
I have a lot more to
write, but just read a blog called Space Oddity which was originally a song by
Ziggy Stardust otherwise known as David Bowie that I wrote in 2013. Homeless
people and maybe even the 9th District Quart of Appeals saved
San Francisco from a humongous earthquake that would have brought down the new
Bay Bridge was their plan. I have no idea if Nancy Pelosi Drive and Space
Odessey have anything to do with it, b but I was writing on my way to
the\picnic in Golden Gat4e Park about the earthquake that did not happen in
2016. On 6/4/19, I photographed the flag at ½ mast at the Gave Newsome flog
pole while high school students were celebrating their Graduation. It seems my
dad, Bob Beaty and Gavin Newsome were once Teddy Roosevelt. Uncle Teddy to me,
the youngest man to have ever Beven elected President. I wanted to show how
Ronaldq Raegan got out of the masonry with the flag going to full mast on 6/5
which is the4 day he died.
MY dad had di9nner with
Ronald Regan when he was union stewart at Proctor and Agamle and th3 irst
phtoto I ever framed was of the flag at hafl mast qat the golo3ne aagat4e
bridge qfter he died. ONE MONTHA LATER 6.4 all of my love next parents die
v second
re(7:59PM on 1/4/21) 5
years ago today, their was a 4.5 earthquake on the Hayward Fault. The Haward
fault is the one that has been building up over the years and scientists
believed it was perhaps rhe next one to erupt. It sounds and though The New
World Order was planning a big one on The 4th of July in 2016.
God could smell what The Rock was Cooking back in 2006 before I wrote contrails
when I b about being in a big earth quake as I was walking past ATT Park. The
movie, San Andreas 9.6.
(1:05PM on 6/2/23) I’m a
minute late but since Pretender – Car Crash was published today in 2012, I feel
like this one would make since to get published today for reasons that will be
obvious when you go back and read the many instances in which I mentioned our
trip to see the 7th to last taping of The Price is
Right. I don’t like to be a minute late or even a day in this
case. 602 is 206 in reverse. 2/06 is Ronald Reagans
Birthday. And, I didn’t think I’d mention the significance of 6/02
because it was the day I published Cumberland Blues, but that was about my
Uncle Danny’s death. Both President Reagan my Uncle Daniel Beaty
went to the Masonry after they died. They believed in what I was
saying about God and did only things they were told to do that they saw to be necessary
and not much else. Both would make it to the Universal Heaven on
1/4/17. 1/4/16 was the date in which I
read the Book of Jude from beginning to end for the first time. It
was short, so I continued into the next book which is The Book of Revelation. I
had been warning verbally and warning in writing that an earthquake was going
to occur from the Hayward faultin 6 months from that date on 7/4. As
I began reading Revelation, right as I began reading, Revelation 1:10, a 4.5
earthquake occurred on the Hayward Fault which split’s
Cal Berkeley’s Football Stadium in half. Which reminds
me, at least 105 is the Minna penney. I had been praying for her
outside of 45 Olive Street on Sunday mornings each week. Donald
Trump who I had already tied to this was the 45th President. I
had also began tying Donald Trump to The World Trade Center
attacks. The World Trade Centers were 110 Stories
each, 220 floors in all. I also found it
significant that I wrote as I had read on the internet a while back that Bon
Scott of aAC/DC died on 2/20. I have since read that his death occurred at
2:19. I believe his deatb occurred around midnight, but I’mh not
sure . I have thought that Chris Cornell of Sound Garden
died on 5/17 which is the day my Uncle Danny diedin 2015 and I would
write and publish Cumberland Blues on 6/2. It since read it was reported that
Chris Cornell died on 5/16 which is the day I believe my Uncle Danny was kicked
in the head my a cow. 5/17 is also my friend, Jason Woodruff (Woody.
Terrapin Station)’s birthday. I wrote in Gods-Revelation –
Liberty(Revelation) that I believe Woody was once Adolf Hilter.
CLIP.
I also wrote that I believe was once
Goliath. While visiting Burnside Kentucky to visit myh Uncle Danny
one time, I drank a bottle of Monte Al Bond Tequilla. I
would weven eat the worm. We would later be hootin and holloring a
couple hundred feet above Lake Cumberland as we crossed a huge
railroad bridge standing on the bridges guardi rails hootin’ and hoolorin’ on
the top. WE GOT ACROSS ND WALKDED DOWN TO THE CCAT WALK TO
CROSS BAC. Whiule doinug so a couple of fre8ght trains
'I saw a Lamb upon the throne and from the Lamb and the throne I saw a river of Life and the wings of the cherubim covering the throne and the Lamb, in the center of the Light which looked liked the sun was a Lamb in the shape of a heart" - Kathy Berry
splas hit #40
Loveland is Sweetheart of Ohio and Ohio you're Heart of it all but I left my Heart in San Francisco.
It turns out, I did meet
Noah. Big Kenny lived in The East End…. I’ll get to that later. For now, I’d to
show you a clip of the Prophesy from San Anreas 9.6. I love how what the Rock
was cooking was what as Barry Bonds puts it , that’s the Rock that I was
cooking on when he hit splash hit number 40 which was Barry Bonds number 32.
More on those numbers in the future. That number 30 and 32 show up in many
undeniable cases.
It occurred to me a while back that artist did not like that
I interpret the lyrics to the song they wrote as they seem to apply to me. It’s not necessarily interpreted to me, but it may be. I mentioned
how Shakedown Street was more than likely in no way talking about an earthquake,
but it seems just having the word shake
at the beginning and seeing as though earthquakes occur on streets gave me the idea. I think the word down has it’s meaning as
well, but I will not say Shakedown
Street suggest earthquake in many other ways. Perhaps that song is more of a
stetch then any of the songs, but I think it works.
Someone being shaken by something is what I used to get our of
the song shook me all night long. I’ve even had instances that “had me shaking”. In my personal translation of what occurred for
me one night, the walls literally were
shaking and the ground literally was quaking.
I should at least say that, that is how it felt to me. If someone were walking beside me, they may
not have felt it. I’m not sure where I
was that night. It may have been some sort
of parallel universe. I have heard that
the landslide and the rogue wave I have called a tsunami actually did happened. I knew evidence of the land slide could be
seen and believe I even have a photograph of it after it occurred.
I’ll write more about that 4.5
earthquake in the future because it has a lot to do with other things I have
writeten about and photos andxI have taken.
1/4/17 is also the day Ronald Reagan
and my Uncle Danny got out of the Masonry. I call Ronald ReaganIn
January of 2018??? I was writing to a blog and I titled my ile, Fire Earnheart.
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Occurred on the Hayward Faultm which
is the one Scientist were projextion the next big one mould occur from. The
Hayward Fault is in The East Bay. It is fact in Berkely and ite evenm splits
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LAST NIGHT IN SAN
FRANCISCO? I have said for over two years now that the trumpet
sounded in the Book of Revelation" .
(2:17 -
1/5/17) It was centered in Berkley and even though USGS
identified it was only a 4.5 on the Richter scale, it so clearly showed what
Jesus of Suburbia from Berkeley was quoted from his Instagram
addressed to satan himself to show that we ARE on a HIGHWAY
TO HELL if this is not understood:
This isn’t funny. This is
our president acting like a madman drunk on power THREATENING to kill innocent
starving people by way of nuclear war. The 25th amendment needs to be enforced.
This man is sick and unfit for office. I don’t care if your liberal or
conservative.. this has to stop. Please share #impeachtrump”.
If you don't live in The
San Francisco Bay Area or feel the earthquake, did you see the sun rise?
Can any of those events bethen mans doing? All
of them have been. Can you thank anyone for these
events? You can blame me for the sunrise but all I was doin....
(7:11AM on 7/11/22) I just
happened to glance at the time at 7:10 and figured I could open this up and
start writing this morning – for a few minutes I have as I need to clean my
apartment for Monday Inspection. My apartment is that messy and I hate to say
it, but it is downright dirty. Not too bad, but this is very important,8 and I
wonder just how much people need to know this. Well, seeing as though so many
of you spy into my apartment, I might as well volunteer that truthful
information.
What had to come up earlier?
The God of the Masonry and Uncle Danny
the King of The Masonry.
From f the cc intro10:LI01 on 1/5/17
second
The Golden Penny to me is
better represented by 10/4 because I found The Golden Penny on October 4th,
2016, when I knew My Immortal Minna was Awake!
It was on 1/04/16 that I read The Book of Judah and continued on into The Book
of Revelation. As I was reading Revelation 1:10, a 4.5 Earthquake occurred in
Berkely, California on The Hayward Fault that splits Cal Berkeley’s Football
stadium in half.
I was in the Spirit on
the Lord's Day, and heard behind me a great voice, as of a trumpet,
- Revelation 1:10
The World Trade Centers
were 110 stories each. This means they had 220. Wouldn't you know it 2/20 is
the day Bon Scott died and went to hell.
Revelation 11 tells a
story of 9/11. Minna Choi once lived in New York City. Minna
Choi was a Cal Bear. Donald Trump is the 45th President8
President. I had been praying outside of City Hope at 45 Olive Street for many
reasons. One was the planned earthquake on 7/4/16 for San Francisco.
Then God’s temple in heaven was opened, and within his temple was seen the ark of his covenant. And there came flashes of lightning, rumblings, peals of thunder, an earth
- ((11:45AM on 8/7/23)
(2:29PM on 6/23/23) Robert Hunter's birthday, Angels Blog on the day a demon seed was planted The David Star Jordon NOAA ship
(3:27PM ON 6/28/23) Miracle /
quake and a severe hailstorm.
- Revelation 11:19
11:35AM on 6/20/23) First published
edit at edit, it's published on Michael Anthony's earthly birthday
and John Bonham's Heavenly. Give to Live 3 was 4 because it already
was 4. before it 8t
(12:27PM on 2/20/23) Rainbow in the Dark for many unapparent reason
