Monday, June 19, 2023

Lights - Shook Me All Night Long

"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 looking as though it could have been taken in an 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. 

(2:41PM on 11/6/23) Back in 2007, I had recently began hearing voices in my head for the first time.  I had no idea where they were.  Was it my voices from my family, friends and or other acquaintances  at that moment when they were walking past me on the street, sitting on the couch or driving down the road or while they were in bed?  It seemed I believed it to be them during my schizophrenic or is it telekinetic conversations.  I was told by both the voices in my head and from voices from their mouth that I was “crazy”.  Hearing voices and especially acknowledging them with my mouth was “crazy.”  Revealing such a thing has honestly made me a schizophrenic person.  At least I am not a Schizophrenic liar.  The thing about schizophrenic liars is they would be hired to a job before I would.  When it comes down to it, who would you rather trust?  How does anyone else know the schizophrenic liar is schizophrenic or if they are telling the truth.  It seems the truth is ruled out in this way of doing things.  Little secrets become big lies which in this case becomes a huge catastrophe which I see leading to the end of humanity.  It’s crazy because everyone says that I am crazy.  You can choose to not believe in me, but I hate to say it, but that would be crazy.


12/3/07 would become Jingle Pups birthday which is probably the greatest news so many humans learn from me.  At the time, I was going crazy.  We had to put Willy to sleep the next day. I had recently relapsed as the reality of having to put Willy to sleep is something I had to escape.  I was tweaking and It was after midnight that I wrote that blog before putting him to sleep the next day.  The last thing a said to him was, “Just give me a sign buddy.  I’ll know it when I see it.”  In Crazy , I would write:


 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 afterI 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 it. 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).

San Francisco Federal Building



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 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.

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’d 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 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 (12:22PM on 11/2/23)  It just so happens that the Palace of Fine Arts was 101 years old in 2016.


The Heavenly Queen of England approved of my felicitously calling the grocery getter my Mini (but truck). I guess I am trying not to have a potty mouth by losing a t at the end of the word “but” I'm probably being "as" with an extra "s" or the middle word of the band. Seriously though I cannot deny that many who I look up to, including Snoop Dog back me up in my attempt to stop cussing. His voice just said, I would look up to him if I stop cussing. That is real to me. Stop cussing was my New Years Resolution. I know a heavenly God such as George Bush is watching over me and respecting me which is a blessing and an honor. I believe The New World Order seems to have set things up so that qualifying humans can hear, see me and even get to possess me. Universal Heavenly beings do not possess me. I know and, in some ways, understand that humans upon the earth do see and hear me, however, I believe we are protected by the 4th Amendment Right to Privacy as a U.S. Citizen which should cover intrusions such as toilet bowl cams. Still, I believe some are seeing me as someone who cares but aren't sure how to do anything about it. Then there's those like the voice in my head that just said “listen ***hole we don't care what you want we wanna watch you!” This too is how I need to write necessary cusswords such as ones that come from direct quotes that have cusswords, with  ****ing asterisks.

(10:18pm. on 11/14/23) I began writing about the New World Orders intentions to destroy that new Bay bridge in 2015. Blow is an excerpt:

(10/16/15) Speaking of bridges, and Minna Choi.  When I first met 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.
(A Night with Gina)

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 in the bay area.  I'm told in the pent house.  I'm told that building won't stand.

(Rincon Hill)

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.

God oversees David and Goliath

If you look above, it appears as though the devil is also upon that bridge.

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.






(1:20PM on 10/28/23) I have referred to my addiction as Goliath in life and even in my blogs.  I may have first written about my addiction that way on 6/12/08 in a blog called, King David of The Bible.  I had just written about David in the blog before this one I wrote on 6/5/08.  I had already unknowingly quoted David by using Psalms of the bible.  Below are a few such examples of my referring to David and Goliath.  Towards the end of that blog, I would write:

She went on to remind me how David defeated Goliath. Her words made me feel good. Sometimes I feel like I am facing Goliath in the form of my addiction. Maybe in some ways I am King David of the Bible. I can certainly relate to the stories I remember from Sunday school as a young kid. I just might have to read up on that guy.

It was before I wrote King David of the Bible in 2008 that I wrote Not An Addict - Psalms 107 in 2007.  I had not personally read much of the Bible back then.  I can't believe that I would even refer to the Bible as "that s***" :  On 9/16/07 I wrote:

 ...I go to hell and then I turn to God.  Everytime God has brought me out.  He even explained this to me with the bible once if you can believe that s****....

It was not until I went into CityTeam in 2012 that I would learn that David wrote about ½ of the Psalms.  It was coincidentally enough that the first Book I would flip it to was a Psalm and would be the Book in which my blog would have most quotes from was Psalms meaning I was quoting myself.  I would write about this in my blog Dark Side on 8/2/12 and it begins with Psalms 32 and later in the blog I would write:


…David wrote Psalms.  I love God and God loves me.   I’m writing Beaty’s Babbling Brain Blog.  It probably won’t make the cut foThe Holy Bible Part II!

The first time I flipped the Bible open randomly in one of my insane crystal meth experiences I flipped it open to PSALMS 107 and it told me exactly what I had been doing.  I was so amazed.  I had no idea David wrote Psalms back then.   I have referred to my addiction is Goliath.  I think a lot of kids who had to go to Sunday School probably liked David.  I don’t remember much else about the short time I spent in church….

As far as my seeing Goliath as my addiction.  One of the first times the Bible really spoke to me by my flipping the Bible open the first time to Psalm 107.  I had my mother's King James Bible that had my mother's handwriting throughout that Book.   I has been said that David has a heart after God's own heart.  I think I should, once again point out that I am from Loveland, Ohio which is the Sweetheart of Ohio and Ohio You're the Heart of it all, but I Left my Heart in San Francisco on 7/7/23 I wrote in All My Life.

I remember liking David when I was young – especially, like many children, the story of David and Goliath.  In the recent past, I have called my addiction Goliath.   I remember the first time the bible spoke to me.  About 5 years ago, there was a dark figure standing in the corner of my room.  It scared me.  I had in the past kept my mothers bible close to my heart during hard times, but never bothered to actually open it and read it.  I had seen these dark figures before and made the wrong decision by choosing to do the wrong thing - go back out and use.  The last time I made such a bad decision, as I mentioned in my last blog - I got pistol whipped.

My addiction really became Goliath to me in 2015, when I unlocked the Covenant.  Goliath was a big man who was a Warrior He was a Phillistine who knew he was feared.  As can be seen in the painting above, he was much bigger than I was.  My Friends and family have called me Little Dave.  Little Dave was a High School football player who had a lot of heart.  I was identified as one of the smallest players in the division we played. (1:57PM on 10/30/23) I believe I was the smallest player to play offensive guard in the division.   Offensive Guards guard against Nose Tackles, Linebackers and Defensive Tackles.  All of these are positions that have big players and for someone who was my size could easily be seen as a Goliath.  (11:07PM on 10/30/23). In 1989, Channel 5 had a sports program dedicated to Football which would feature high school football players each week.

I wrote above how I loved and always wanted to live in a high-rise.  I love urban infrastructure which include Skyscrapers and bridges.  I love living and working around or in skyscrapers and I love large bridges such as suspension bridges.  My favorite structure in the world is The Golden Gate Bridge.  I touched on David and Goliath and my love of going to the tops of tall buildings in my second time writing a blog titled, Wake Me Up When September Ends as can be read below:


September has frequently been an "interesting" month for me.  Lot's of things have happened to me personally and to the world it seems.  Football starts in September!  That's huge.  It was especially huge when I played.  I really loved playing football.  We sucked my senior year, but I personally got a lot of recognition for being so small - and good I guess.  I was featured in the Cincinnati Enquirer, The Cleveland Plain Dealer and was on some sports show with George Vogal  and Chris Collinsworth on Channel 5.  


I won the "Tiger Award" my senior year.  I guess it was the biggest award given at the end.  I basically won it because I was the smallest player with the biggest heart.  Back during the holidays when I was homeless, I used to wonder how someone like me, with such a big heart could be panhandling and shooting up on the streets of San Francisco.  I felt like a heartless piece of crap for all I put Susan through.  I also felt pretty unsuccessful in life for obvious reasons.


I remembered the words my coach said when I won that award.  "It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog."  It all started to get really confusing to me also, because we spoke a lot about Pride back then.  I did have to fight my way out of that mess in a lot of ways, but it was still surrender and losing my Pride that seems to have helped.   Perhaps I am fighting for something bigger now.  Surrendering is learning to fight for Good I believe.  It's complicated!  Let's move on. 


I met Susan in September of 1989.  She was the best thing that ever happened to me.  She made me a better person in so many ways.  She changed me for the better and challenged me to think of the world in such a better way.  She saved my life - many times.  I miss her.  I will always love her at a deeper level.  I want her to be happy with her new life and believe she will be.  I believe I will also.  Life is becoming very beautiful for me.  This makes me smile.


September 11th 2001, I was in a meeting with my boss on the 31st floor of The Carew Tower in downtown Cincinnati.  My dad called and said to turn on the TV.  We all of course no what happened.  Like so many, this event effected me deeply.  Back then, at 49 stories, the Carew Tower was the tallest building in Cincinnati.  I remember Susan called and suggested I get out of that building.  She thinks that way.  I never did, but I just couldn't concentrate on work anyway so I did leave.  

At church on Sunday, after reading that bible verse the pastor pointed out how God has a way of calling us out onto grand journeys.  The events of 9/11 had nothing to do with me personally, yet in some ways they did.  I took it very personal.  The people who died, well, that was hard not to take personal even if you didn't know any of them.  Actually, I had a cousin who worked in the Pentagon at the time.  Years later, just few years ago, he would in fact die flying a plane in Afghanistan.  

I even took the buildings personal.  If it's not obvious, I love skyscrapers.  Sometimes I feel like I took them more personal back then.  I could see they were gone.  It was all they represented.   That's of course why they were targeted.  Back when it first happened, I didn't know or personally love anyone who actually died, but I did know and love those buildings.  I was fortunate enough to get to go to the top of the World Trade Centers a couple of times.  One of these days, I'll find the photos I took back then.  I think Susan has them.  I'm sure she'll find them once she unpacks.  Anyway, the whole thing affected me.  I decided I needed to move. 


We loved New York and we loved San Francisco.  I decided after 9/11 that I had to get out of Cincinnati.  Life was just too short.  I loved visiting big cities, but I figured it would be much different to actually live in one.  Was I ever right about that.  I felt the tense climate (as a result of 9/11) in New York might be to hard to live in so I set my sights on San Francisco.  For years prior to our moving here, I had said my dream job would be at the San Francisco Chronicle.  Susan and I loved San Francisc


 The thing about the Goliath is he did not play football.  He played Soccer.  Growing up, we became pretty close and did a lot of hanging out and traveling around this country together.

This time around I guess it can be said that Goliath got his paybacks while we were throwing stones.

 (1:57PM on 10/31/23)  I have called my addiction Goliath and I went up some football players that one could certainly see as Goliaths.  I was even friends with someone who I believe was once Goliath who even got his paybacks one night while we were drinking Tequila and Throwing Stones at a freight train.  I think the voices in my head and I have determined that Rod Magdalen was the freight train that night! For the most part, Rod and I get along and I’m pretty certain he will be in The Universal Heaven with us.  It’s Mary I am concerned for.  She, like so many other women, including his wife, seem to love Paul.

(1:57PM on 10/31/23)  One must have patients on Halloween from it’s Eve.

17 Now the Philistines gathered together their armies to battle, and were gathered together at Shochoh, which belongeth to Judah, and pitched between Shochoh and Azekah, in Ephesdammim.

And Saul and the men of Israel were gathered together, and pitched by the valley of Elah, and set the battle in array against the Philistines.

And the Philistines stood on a mountain on the one side, and Israel stood on a mountain on the other side: and there was a valley between them.

And there went out a champion out of the camp of the Philistines, named Goliath, of Gath, whose height was six cubits and a span.

And he had an helmet of brass upon his head, and he was armed with a coat of mail; and the weight of the coat was five thousand shekels of brass.

And he had greaves of brass upon his legs, and a target of brass between his shoulders.

And the staff of his spear was like a weaver's beam; and his spear's head weighed six hundred shekels of iron: and one bearing a shield went before him.

And he stood and cried unto the armies of Israel, and said unto them, Why are ye come out to set your battle in array? am not I a Philistine, and ye servants to Saul? choose you a man for you, and let him come down to me.

If he be able to fight with me, and to kill me, then will we be your servants: but if I prevail against him, and kill him, then shall ye be our servants, and serve us.

10 And the Philistine said, I defy the armies of Israel this day; give me a man, that we may fight together.

11 When Saul and all Israel heard those words of the Philistine, they were dismayed, and greatly afraid.

12 Now David was the son of that Ephrathite of Bethlehemjudah, whose name was Jesse; and he had eight sons: and the man went among men for an old man in the days of Saul.

13 And the three eldest sons of Jesse went and followed Saul to the battle: and the names of his three sons that went to the battle were Eliab the firstborn, and next unto him Abinadab, and the third Shammah.

14 And David was the youngest: and the three eldest followed Saul.

15 But David went and returned from Saul to feed his father's sheep at Bethlehem.

16 And the Philistine drew near morning and evening, and presented himself forty days.

17 And Jesse said unto David his son, Take now for thy brethren an ephah of this parched corn, and these ten loaves, and run to the camp of thy brethren;

18 And carry these ten cheeses unto the captain of their thousand, and look how thy brethren fare, and take their pledge.

19 Now Saul, and they, and all the men of Israel, were in the valley of Elah, fighting with the Philistines.

20 And David rose up early in the morning, and left the sheep with a keeper, and took, and went, as Jesse had commanded him; and he came to the trench, as the host was going forth to the fight, and shouted for the battle.

21 For Israel and the Philistines had put the battle in array, army against army.

22 And David left his carriage in the hand of the keeper of the carriage, and ran into the army, and came and saluted his brethren.

23 And as he talked with them, behold, there came up the champion, the Philistine of Gath, Goliath by name, out of the armies of the Philistines, and spake according to the same words: and David heard them.

24 And all the men of Israel, when they saw the man, fled from him, and were sore afraid.

25 And the men of Israel said, Have ye seen this man that is come up? surely to defy Israel is he come up: and it shall be, that the man who killeth him, the king will enrich him with great riches, and will give him his daughter, and make his father's house free in Israel.

26 And David spake to the men that stood by him, saying, What shall be done to the man that killeth this Philistine, and taketh away the reproach from Israel? for who is this uncircumcised Philistine, that he should defy the armies of the living God?

27 And the people answered him after this manner, saying, So shall it be done to the man that killeth him.

28 And Eliab his eldest brother heard when he spake unto the men; and Eliab's anger was kindled against David, and he said, Why camest thou down hither? and with whom hast thou left those few sheep in the wilderness? I know thy pride, and the naughtiness of thine heart; for thou art come down that thou mightest see the battle.

29 And David said, What have I now done? Is there not a cause?

30 And he turned from him toward another, and spake after the same manner: and the people answered him again after the former manner.

31 And when the words were heard which David spake, they rehearsed them before Saul: and he sent for him.

32 And David said to Saul, Let no man's heart fail because of him; thy servant will go and fight with this Philistine.

33 And Saul said to David, Thou art not able to go against this Philistine to fight with him: for thou art but a youth, and he a man of war from his youth.

34 And David said unto Saul, Thy servant kept his father's sheep, and there came a lion, and a bear, and took a lamb out of the flock:

35 And I went out after him, and smote him, and delivered it out of his mouth: and when he arose against me, I caught him by his beard, and smote him, and slew him.

36 Thy servant slew both the lion and the bear: and this uncircumcised Philistine shall be as one of them, seeing he hath defied the armies of the living God.

37 David said moreover, The Lord that delivered me out of the paw of the lion, and out of the paw of the bear, he will deliver me out of the hand of this Philistine. And Saul said unto David, Go, and the Lord be with thee.

38 And Saul armed David with his armour, and he put an helmet of brass upon his head; also he armed him with a coat of mail.

39 And David girded his sword upon his armour, and he assayed to go; for he had not proved it. And David said unto Saul, I cannot go with these; for I have not proved them. And David put them off him.

40 And he took his staff in his hand, and chose him five smooth stones out of the brook, and put them in a shepherd's bag which he had, even in a scrip; and his sling was in his hand: and he drew near to the Philistine.

41 And the Philistine came on and drew near unto David; and the man that bare the shield went before him.

42 And when the Philistine looked about, and saw David, he disdained him: for he was but a youth, and ruddy, and of a fair countenance.

43 And the Philistine said unto David, Am I a dog, that thou comest to me with staves? And the Philistine cursed David by his gods.

44 And the Philistine said to David, Come to me, and I will give thy flesh unto the fowls of the air, and to the beasts of the field.

45 Then said David to the Philistine, Thou comest to me with a sword, and with a spear, and with a shield: but I come to thee in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom thou hast defied.

46 This day will the Lord deliver thee into mine hand; and I will smite thee, and take thine head from thee; and I will give the carcases of the host of the Philistines this day unto the fowls of the air, and to the wild beasts of the earth; that all the earth may know that there is a God in Israel.

47 And all this assembly shall know that the Lord saveth not with sword and spear: for the battle is the Lord's, and he will give you into our hands.

48 And it came to pass, when the Philistine arose, and came, and drew nigh to meet David, that David hastened, and ran toward the army to meet the Philistine.

49 And David put his hand in his bag, and took thence a stone, and slang it, and smote the Philistine in his forehead, that the stone sunk into his forehead; and he fell upon his face to the earth.

50 So David prevailed over the Philistine with a sling and with a stone, and smote the Philistine, and slew him; but there was no sword in the hand of David.

51 Therefore David ran, and stood upon the Philistine, and took his sword, and drew it out of the sheath thereof, and slew him, and cut off his head therewith. And when the Philistines saw their champion was dead, they fled.

52 And the men of Israel and of Judah arose, and shouted, and pursued the Philistines, until thou come to the valley, and to the gates of Ekron. And the wounded of the Philistines fell down by the way to Shaaraim, even unto Gath, and unto Ekron.

53 And the children of Israel returned from chasing after the Philistines, and they spoiled their tents.

54 And David took the head of the Philistine, and brought it to Jerusalem; but he put his armour in his tent.

55 And when Saul saw David go forth against the Philistine, he said unto Abner, the captain of the host, Abner, whose son is this youth? And Abner said, As thy soul liveth, O king, I cannot tell.

56 And the king said, Enquire thou whose son the stripling is.

57 And as David returned from the slaughter of the Philistine, Abner took him, and brought him before Saul with the head of the Philistine in his hand.

58 And Saul said to him, Whose son art thou, thou young man? And David answered, I am the son of thy servant Jesse the Bethlehemite.

(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.

(1:27PM on 10/17/23) Today is the day in which the Loma Prieta Earthquake occurred in 1989.  I have mentioned how the epicenter of that earthquake was very near Camp Maymac in the Santa Cruz Mountains.  I wrote a few of my blogs from and or about that place that seemed magical.  It always has been to me.  The blog Sleepless in Santa Cruz began with a “chapter” called Lights. Below is an excerpt.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Sleepless in Santa Cruz

 “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


(8:53 on 10/18/23)   I used that photo because it has lights to the city..  I guess the lights were going  up in the city cuz I took that photo at sunset. As far as the photo I use at the beginning of the lights chapter, I just thought it would be interesting to have a photo of that bridge when it was truly empty without using photoshop to make it appear to be that way. In no way did I suspect that east span of the bay bridge to collapse and leave the old one standing as result of sn earthquake like it appeared after Loma Prieta in 1989.

I never alter my photos except to occasionally brighten them up or turn them black and white.  None of the photos that I have ever taken have been doctored in any way. 

The photo below was taken just above the Yerba Buena Tunel on a normal day.  

The photo I took below is how traffic usually appears.  We were just getting ready to exit the Yerba Buena Tunnel.

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 I was quoting something significant to the world, , it would not have been too hard to rewrite.  However, my saving a copy of what I was writing before and after each time I wrote to a blog seems to be valuable making it readable.  In this instance about 1/2 the paragraph disappeared.  Below is what appeared in my blog:

.…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 entire 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 some other time because I’ve explained before in my blog I love when Fogat 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, 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!

The Death Star


In the more recent 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?” 

Yes, it did get built. You will read more about Seatle 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.

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 way



(6:15M on 10/22/23) Like I wrote above and as can be read, I wrote about it quite a bit prior to receiving it.  I also wrote while living there how much it meant and how important it was that I kept it. It’s obvious I wanted to live in a high-rise and that dream came true when Kerry (Angel Superwoman) with The Community Living Fund showed up and housed me near the top of Fox Plaza.  I was going to live there the rest of my life and I will write more about it, but since Donald Trump did not get to stay in the White House, I didn’t get to stay in my dream come true.

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.



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. 



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.




(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.









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 went 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 3.

After the shows, Marty (Eyes of the World), Suzanne (Ripple), Hunter (Hunters Point), and Siera (Sierra – Nevada) and I got on a northbound VA Transit Light Rail Train.  It like Levi’s Stadium were brand new.  Levi’s Stadium is where The NFL’s San Francisco 49ers play.  We just sat down on seats facing each other when I recognized The Undergrounds Owner, who I will nickname Underground was sitting beside me. Marty and Sue sat in the two seats across from us that were facing us and Marty start to say how cool that rainbow was and the owner quickly said, “That was Jerry!”  He is so right.  I believed it was a sign letting us know Jerry was with the moment I saw it it was Jerry Garcia as I knew, back then. I kept waking him up every time I shot meth.  He was always cool, but we seemed to think I needed to stop.  Eventually, in time for that show, he stayed awake in heaven with us.  I’ll never forget the day I saw him when he was Standing on the Moon.  It seems he woke up just in time for everyone.  That winter, exactly 6 months later, some of the remaining Bill Graham.  This time, we saved Seattle from a Tsunami.  I will explain how our Wake of the Flood occurred in the future and how we were able to Dodge the Tsunami in 2015 sinceww Underground was on that Train when Eyes of the World mentioned that Rainbow there would be no Ripple in still watter when there is no pebble tossed, no wind to blow.  I saw Underground on my way out of The Big One and The Music Never Stopped.  I wrote quite a bit about The Underground as a store and The Underground as a subway

(4:38PM on 10/26/23) I mentioned at the beginning of this blog how they delete so much of what I write with a word or a sentence or paragraphs part by part each time.  This is an extreme example of what end up with.  It’s partially what I do in the confusion I constantly face.  I can’t even really read this one legibly, but I’d do remember writing.  My blog is chopped up pretty good making me seem like an idiot.  Below is what they want you to read:

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(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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(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 FlushAces 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, 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 it means. Sounds as though he might as well have been Standing on the Moon 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.


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. 

 Shook Me All Night Long



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 1865 in Cincinnati anymore 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 bridge 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.

6:44PM on 7/20/23) Like I mentioned above, 10/16 is Bob Weir of the Grateful Deads birthday.  I believe he was Joseph Roebling and Joseph Strauss. and Moses.  The bridge Engineers who would build the bridge that couldn't be built which parted the Golden Gate.

(?: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.



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).


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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The Underground, and 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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 (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 13.  Blues of allah  2:15 2:20 bon scottA picture containing outdoor, water, beam bridge, girder bridge

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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 



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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.


The third time was more of a charm than I believed it to be at the time was a charm as much last time 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.


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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:




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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?


 (6:04PM on 6/04/23) It is important that I write to this blog.            Everything I say or read or even think is somehow fuel for their fire.  I have written how they continue to delete so much of what I write. Ever since I unlocked The Covent, people are trying to claim it for themselves.  Donald Trump and: Paul Trudeau are probably the two that have so many ”working” for them who just happen to be my family and friend. They form a mafia of crime that is essentially undetectable and is not spoken with words of breath.. They steel my time to delete and disrupt everything I have done and do.  They pay him to go and he rewards them with what he steals from me that I was giving away for free.  His “henchmen and women: discustlingly ride in or on my head everywhere I go and everything tamper with amd attepmpt to trip me up to knock me I do.  It is disgusting and sometimes painful, but t dowmhey do not care.  It feels good to them.  It used to be so much more painful, but after I started sharing the pain with them, they don’t make it painful anymore.


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

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Okay I think 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  of Revelation.  The Idea of Trading Sword shares into plow shares.  I'm imagine this is so in thismething 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.

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.

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(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

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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.




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

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Loveland is Sweetheart of Ohio and Ohio you're Heart of it all but I left my Heart in San Francisco.  After it is said that David has a Heart after After Gods own heart

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. A 4.5 eart

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 the Cal football field ijn half. Minna Cho\i was a Cal Bear.8


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.


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The God of the Masonry and Uncle Danny the King of The Masonry.

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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

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It is important that I remain as busy as a whore when the ship is ashore because I am as horny as a sailor in port.  I didn’t want to forget that I cuss like  a sailor at (sea above). I must also remmber Big Mike Bonds 3 major league sports star athletes andsome star bible characters including the one who wrote the Bible because I beloiev he/she also wrote which became  It was written.  (hint: despite hidden and unknown censored evidence he/she was not me!)

(5:59PM on 9/28/23) God knows I was looking for Moses and found Noah, which told me Moore than I thought it could which is why that word isnspelledvwrong.  Alls I did n't know when I said  to Susan, "Maybed I didn't meet God,  maybe I met Noah."  The Noah Hunt as on (stage two years later)!

“Then they reviled him, and said, Thou art his disciple; but we are Moses' disciples.”

- John 9:28

(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

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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

(3:57PM on 8/18/23)  Edit Lolita Havier visit?

(2:30PM on 8/21/23) I typed 2:29 at 2:29 and it did not type for Dan The Man but is Weir Here,  Minna edit!  It was once again, A Night with Gina.

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So what notes:

For who knows why, Angus said his numbers are 7, 31, 13, 23.  Again, mine were 7, 3, 13, 23.

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(07:47PM on 9/18/23)  That’s right, the women are smarter! I chose to protect them which is why I’m okay with them calling me s Transformer.  I’m a Transformer Man!.

(10-31PM on 10/19/23) Happy Birthday Bob.  That's it.  Just think, we used to exchange twenty-dollar bills.

(3:57PM on 1o/21/23}  edit ?Happy Birthdaty KOernny?

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