Jay Hollingsworth, John T. Williams Organizing Committee
John T. Williams, center, with brothers Eric, left, and Rick, right, at Victor Steinbrueck Park near Seattle’s Pike Place Market. Rick and Eric had just convinced John to return with them to their ancestral home in Canada. Within hours after this photo was taken, John would be murdered.

Get Ready to Cry: John T. Williams Documentary Calls for Healing, Not Anger


Deanna Sebring was the main witness to the murder. She crossed Howell Street at 4:12 p.m. on August 30, 2010, just as Seattle Police Officer Ian Birk opened fire on Ditidaht carver John T. Williams, who had been carving a board while walking. She stood behind Birk as he shot five bullets in about a second. The dash cam of his patrol car shows her recoiling from the sound. Deanna kept walking, then turned and saw John lying on the sidewalk, looking up at her. She continued walking. The horror took a moment to sink in. His eyes are what bothered her the most. Birk had just gunned down an unarmed man. Finally, after a block and a half, Deanna stopped and returned to report the crime.

I never expected to find a story like this in the documentary, titled “Honor Totem,” produced for the government access Seattle Channel and recently released on YouTube. As an Alaska Native who has also been homeless and incarcerated, I found it easy to seethe at the cops after the murder. But my outrage masked something else, something I had been hiding—something Deanna’s story brought out into the open.


Honor Totem


Published on Jul 14, 2014

This poignant documentary chronicles the John T. Williams Memorial Totem Pole project as a catalyst for healing and justice. The community art project rose from the August 2010 fatal police shooting of Williams, a First Nations woodcarver. The shooting sparked an outcry that extended beyond the city of Seattle and the native community. The slain man`s older brother Rick Williams chose a peaceful response through an ambitious endeavor to carve a 34-foot totem pole in honor of the Williams family`s artistic legacy and the memory of one of its most talented carvers



Through her eyes I experienced John’s last moments of consciousness. I could see him in my imagination, pleading, then fading. The finality of his death gave me vertigo and I felt as if I might fly apart in a million pieces. Her story destroyed my shield of political outrage and made me see the raw horror of John’s death. And for some reason it haunted me.

Through interviews with family members, in particular John’s brother Rick, “Honor Totem” relates the story of John’s life and the causes of his downward spiral. After losing his father, who taught him to carve in the family style, and three brothers in just a few short years, John began drinking more. He sank into depression. By the time of his murder he was deaf in one ear and virtually blind. He was a broken man, displaced from his tribal homeland.

But to Seattle Police he was just another drunken Indian to be swept off the streets like confetti after a parade. If it hadn’t been for witnesses like Deanna Sebring, Officer Birk would have probably received a medal. Due in part to her testimony, the Firearms Review Board determined the shooting was unjustified and Officer Birk resigned.



Frank Hopper, at the foot of the John T. Williams Memorial Honor Totem that stands near the Space Needle at the Seattle Center.


Deanna relates in an interview during “Honor Totem” that she suffered nightmares after the shooting. She says she heard about John’s brother Rick and his plan to carve a memorial totem pole for John to promote healing. She and her son visited the carving site on Pier 57 several times. Rick even taught her son how to carve. As she spent time with the carvers, she absorbed the welcoming atmosphere and slowly began to heal.

Rick says in the documentary that the totem pole has healing energy. So the day after viewing “Honor Totem,” I take the light rail downtown and transfer to the monorail. I am nauseous and my head is spinning. I see the totem as we pull into the Seattle Center, standing at the end of a cool, moist lawn just east of the Space Needle. I stumble toward it. Vertigo makes every step a struggle. I reach the pole and close my eyes. I see John, his eyes pleading, then fading.

Then I realize they are not John’s eyes at all. They belong to my Aunt Judy, my mother’s twin sister, a full-blooded Tlingit. She looks at me from a bed in a nursing home, pleading, then fading. She took me in after I got out of prison years ago and I abandoned her at the end of her life. I let her die alone in a nursing home. I had so much anger inside. I don’t even know what it was about. I just hated.





Detail of the John T. Williams Memorial Totem Pole. An eagle stands on top, beneath that is a master carver, and beneath that is a Raven. (Frank Hopper)


I sit near the totem pole and my stomach starts to settle. My Aunt Judy passed away just two years before John’s murder. My political outrage about his assassination masked the guilt I felt about my aunt’s death. I feel just as guilty as Officer Birk, but until now I buried those feelings deep inside. John’s Honor Totem and the healing it represents help me face my guilt. I look at the master carver depicted in the middle of the pole. I shot you, John. It might as well have been me. I killed my Aunt Judy by abandoning her.

The wind makes the trees behind John’s Honor Totem rustle. The master carver listens. Kids play on the lawn and a breeze kisses my cheek. Part of healing is forgiveness. Part of healing is remembrance. My stomach settles and I suddenly feel hungry. Thank you, John. May we always remember what you taught us about acceptance, forgiveness and the healing power of our traditions.

This Murder by Out of Control Police really hit me hard!  :( It broke my heart :(
I missed my home land and being far away did not help my home sickness and to see a carver be shot down on a News Video with his back to a police man on video seeing police  jumping out of his car and walking  and calling ” Hey, Hey,  Hey, put the knife down.” in behind  the  carver John T. Williams in  those few seconds there were like 7 gun shots  …….. Yes, I cried more tears  ………
Annie – Little Running Deer / JAGE


Little Running Deer on January 10th, 2015

The Crimes Against Humanity is the Key! Being Under Common Law Jurisdiction: Starting at Washington DC

Now they are trying to distract you with small fish in their sea….. away from the New World Order demand to Kill the population and all other life on the Planet . Yes, hiding The Leaders Names of who are into the child murders for the love of drinking blood  of children, for keeping alive their inbred leaders and for their ritual cults. The Crimes Against Humanity is the key in pulling this hand full of money power Elite down. To STOP Monsanto, Chem-trails, Fracking, Pipe Lines, Fluoride, Vaccines, as the men behind Big Business / Bankers  are the Top Guys and Gals into these Cults Big Time as it is a serious part of their Satan worship. This would be for the three Empire Cities ruled under the Crown and a corporate entity.




The Hard Truth about the Crime called Canada

A Republican Grand Jury has been convened in Vancouver to bring charges against and arrest those responsible for these murders.

Then The added Picture Story:)



RE: 10 Signs The Global Elite Are Losing Control






Skull – Cry Die (Chemtrail Song)

They really hate all living on Mother Earth, not of their family line:(









Unrepentant: Kevin Annett And Canada’s Genocide – Eugenics in the Name of G*D

Posted in America’s, Canada news with tags , , , , on January 13, 2015 by Buffalohair

It is so hard to watch this it is so heart breaking:( I have to stop and then come back to it ,so I hear each of their stories! So they are heard , their voice was heard! Hugs to all  ….

The evidence that has been published from both common law court cases that convicted the pope and queen for crimes against humanity:
Issued 4 January, 2015 GMT

Posted on January 7, 2015 Canada is now under Common Law Jurisdiction:

 The first Common Law Grand Jury ever to be convened in Canada will open January 15, 2015 in Vancouver. Held under the authority and jurisdiction of the new constitutional Republic of Kanata, the Grand Jury will indict those responsible for child trafficking and murder, unsolved murders of indigenous people, and Drangheta-Vatican child sacrificial cults.Recent “black ops” attacks will also be addressed. Presented by Kevin Annett of the ITCCS and Republic of Kanata, on December 18, 2014. See and ,
Welcome to ITCCS.ORG and The International Tribunal into Crimes of…

 Wow! the Black Ops of London of London? Are splicing right on to the Republic of Kanata video:) lol


Kevin Annett publishes explosive Novel


Queen Elizabeth: Guilty In Missing Children Case Media Blackout




RE: GOP. Democrats in Congress to Finally Work Together – Against the People of America

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By what authority has the “Crown” usurped the natural sovereignty of the American people? Is it acceptable that the U.S. Supreme Court decides constitutional issues in the U.S.A? How can it be considered in any manner as being “constitutional” when this same Supreme Court is appointed by (not elected) and paid by the Federal U.S. Government? Is it any wonder the states and her people have no justice as they dwell upon the land? As you will soon see, the land called North America belongs to the Crown Temple. The legal system (judiciary) of the U.S.A. is controlled by the Crown Temple from the independent and sovereign City of London. So Washington DC needs to be Jailed under Common Law  for The Crimes Against Humanity! These Fleet Street bankers and lawyers are committing crimes in America under the guise and color of law.



I wonder if that could apply to Washington DC , being it is under the Crown and a corporate entity also, as was Canada. Guilty for Crimes Against Humanity under Common Law! I believe so!!! !!!!!!!!

So Washington DC needs to be Jailed under Common Law  for The Crimes Against Humanity! These Fleet Street bankers and lawyers are committing crimes in America under the guise and color of law.


 – a manipulative body of elite bankers and attorneys from the independent City of London who violate the law in America by imposing fraudulent “legal” – but totally unlawful -contracts on the American people.






 – a manipulative body of elite bankers and attorneys from the independent City of London who violate the law in America by imposing fraudulent “legal” – but totally unlawful -contracts on the American people.




Vatican abruptly cleaning up its act: Under the previous Pope, Pope Benedict, scandals erupted from the Vatican ranging from covering up pedophile priests to money laundering and fraud. Benedict, in an unprecedented move, abruptly retired to make way for a seemingly much more likeable Pope Francis. Pope Francis by all measures is working furiously to reclaim the church’s peaceful and humble reputation. Whether this is genuine or a PR move, it’s telling that the church was forced into such a drastic turnaround to save itself from losing all credibility.


The Vatican Reeling As Pope Francis Admits There Is An Army Of Over 8000 Pedophile Priests And Don’t Forget The Royals of the New World Order




Prince William

The Eye, Hand Shake, The hand sign:( I am with the Rapest/ Murders of Little Children Cult:(

 Horned Hand: The sign of recognition between those in the Occult. When pointed at someone it is meant to place a curse.














rothschild rlalyn

Theft by Deception: Bar Association History & Who Owns the U.s.  The Crown! City of London

{THE REAL AMERICAN HISTORY NOT TAUGHT IN SCHOOLS ON THE … Although they vehemently deny it, all Bar Associations in the U.S. , such as the American Bar Association, the … and remaining subject to the jurisdiction of the parent state; as the British colonies in America or


City of London:

“between Fleet Street and Victoria Embankment at the Thames River. Its grounds also house the Crown Offices at Crown Office Row. This Temple ” Church ” is outside any Canonical jurisdiction. The Master of the Temple is appointed and takes his place by sealed (non-public) patent, without induction or institution. All licensed Bar Attorneys -Attorneys (see definitions below) ­ in the U.S. owe their allegiance and give their solemn oath in pledge to the Crown Temple , realizing this or not. This is simply due to the fact that all Bar Associations throughout the world are signatories and franchises to the International Bar Association located at the Inns of Court at Crown Temple, which are physically located at Chancery Lane behind Fleet Street in London.

Although they vehemently deny it, all Bar Associations in the U.S. , such as the American Bar Association, the Florida Bar, or California Bar Association, are franchises to the Crown. The Inns of Court (see below, The Four Inns of Court) to the Crown Temple use the Banking and Judicial system of the City of London – a sovereign and independent territory which is not a part of Great Britain (just as Washington City, as DC was called in the 1800’s, is not a part of the north American states, nor is it a state) to defraud, coerce, and manipulate the American people. These Fleet Street bankers and lawyers are committing crimes in America under the guise and color of law (see definitions for legal and lawful below). They are known collectively as the “Crown.” Their lawyers are actually Templar Bar Attornies, not lawyers. The present Queen of England is not the “Crown,” as we have all been led to believe. Rather, it is the Bankers and Attorneys (Attorneys) who are the actual Crown or Crown Temple. The Monarch aristocrats of England have not been ruling sovereigns since the reign of King John, circa 1215. All royal sovereignty of the old British Crown since that time has passed to the Crown Temple in Chancery.

The U.S.A. is not the free and sovereign nation that our federal government tells us it is. If this were true, we would not be dictated to by the Crown Temple through its bankers and attorneys. The U.S.A. is controlled and manipulated by this private foreign power and our unlawful Federal U.S. Government is their pawn broker. The bankers and Bar Attorneys in the U.S.A. are a franchise in oath and allegiance to the Crown at Chancery – the Crown Temple Church and its Chancel located at Chancery Lane – a manipulative body of elite bankers and attorneys from the independent City of London who violate the law in America by imposing fraudulent “legal” – but totally unlawful -contracts on the American people.

The banks Rule the Temple Church and the Attorners carry out their Orders by controlling their victim’s judiciary. Since the first Chancel of the Temple Church was built by the Knights Templar, this is not a new ruling system by any means. The Chancel, or Chancery, of the Crown Inner Temple Court was where King John was, in January 1215, when the English barons demanded that he confirm the rights enshrined in the Magna Carta. This City of London Temple was the headquarters of the Templar Knights in Great Britain where Order and Rule were first made, which became known as Code.”









Bankers rejected: Hungary recently became the first country to follow Iceland’s lead by shedding international bankers (IMF) and is considering pursuing prosecution of past prime ministers who enslaved the people with debt. Look for this trend to continue even if nations decide to default to break free.












Historic Breaking News: Canada. Vatican & Crown GUILTY of Genocide














Then The States could just decided on their own by the people? Or break it down County by County / Town by Town by the people themselves by their own vote.





 Good For You!

RE: California County Passes Historical Law Declaring Right to Self-Governance -

The arc of the moral universe continues to bend toward justice…

California County Passes Historical Law Declaring Right to Self-Governance – Waking Times «…


“Yesterday, by a significant margin, they became the first county in California, and only the second county in the country to pass into law a very powerful local ordinance that declares local self-governing rights in their communities over state and federal jurisdiction. Over 67% of the votes cast were in favor of the measure.

The ordinance provides for waters free from toxic trespass; preemptively bans all fracking activities countywide with heavy fines and penalties for violation of the ordinance; and establishes a Community Bill of Rights to, for, and by the residents of Mendocino County while checking corporate powers as well.

In addition, the newly created law gives the Rights of Nature to exist and flourish without toxic trespass whereas previously Nature had no standing in the court of law.”



“The people of Mendocino County have made history once again after being the first county in the nation to ban Genetically Modified Organisms (GMO’s) in 2004.”



Different people are working together for answers in their Town, County, State and Country.







Local Republic of Kanata groups declare sovereignty, nullify crown authority

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Posted in these local communities on January 15-16, 2015:


North Bay, Ontario:

 ​Amherst, Nova Scotia:

More postings are coming from all the Kanata districts … please share and post!

The Provisional Council, Winnipeg






Tsipras, Anti-Austerity Syriza Party Take Power in Greece – Screw Bilderberg EU/ECB Loan Sharks





Little Running Deer on January 8th, 2015

Visions From The Missions, An Orphans Tale

Posted in America’s, Texas, US News. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 8, 2015 by Buffalohair

a1Recently I took my 88 year old mother, Romana, on a ‘Bucket List Journey’ after she recovered from kidney failure. Prior to her remarkable recovery she resigned herself to the fact she would never be able to travel ever again. The Scotsman (her husband) died while she was infirmed adding to her torment since they used to travel the world together. She wanted to see Texas one last time. So we packed our bags and headed to the Long Star State, Yee Haw.

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My mother and I visited friends and family through out Texas. Our hostess was the vivacious Madam Butterfly, my Burmese a5interpreter. We toured DFW and since it was Christmas we made our pilgrimage to the fabulous Gaylord Hotel & Resort, a Texas Tradition. This was her Bucket List Journey and I pulled all the stops. If you never experiences a Lone Star Christmas at the Gaylord, you are missing out on a fantastically entertaining time. Ms. Romana was all smiles while having the time of her life.

Of course we visited my friends within the political exile and refugee communities and was invited to a Christmas extravaganza at the Kachin Baptist Church by my Jinghpaw brother La Sang. You never go to a Jinghpaw gathering without eating some of their culinary fare and this was no exception. I was happily surprised to see my mum chowing down on all the traditional Kachin foods. Mom just loved her spicy ngapi and everything else she was served.

She was well received by my Jinghpaw brothers and sisters and was invited to participate in the Manau Dance at the end of the event. At first I was worried since she was still in recovery but off she went and danced along side the Jinghpaws like a boss. The ole gal blew me away since this ceremonial dance lasts as long as one of our gourd dances on the rez. For all intents and purposes the Manau Dance shared the same meaning as our round dance and my mom was honored to dance among the Jinghpaw.

a4We were also invited to a Buddhist Mon naming ceremony and my mom got a taste of Buddhist hospitality while she enjoyed this tradition. Dare I say the cuisine was traditional Mon and my mother loved every scrumptious bite. I was tempted to introduce her to the ‘King of Fruit’ the revered Durian but I did not want to push the envelope. I am a great fan of this wildly delicious fruit and every time I smell it, I can almost taste it and the velvety smooth pudding like interior that surrounds the Durian seeds, yum.

Our Bucket List Journey brought us to my dear friend Ashin Thila Nanda’s budding new Burmese Dhamma Center in Forta2 Worth. Again me mum was accepted with open and loving arms by my Bama friends. We ate and my mom got a chance to experience true ‘Loving Kindness’ these Buddhist had to share. It just got my heart as they hugged and welcomed her into their hallowed temple. My eyes teared up for some damn reason. Gawd, I hate that.

Knowing Ashin Thila Nanda’s struggle to survive insurmountable odds after the Saffron Revolution I was equally happy to see his holiness acquire and build his own temple to serve the Buddhist Burmese Community. It was really good to see an old friend once again and my mom and I were honored to accept his blessing. My mom was also smitten by the Buddhist community for they truly touched her heart.

a6We stopped in Austin to visit friends and had some excellent brisket, ribs and sausage at ‘Smokey Moe’s Bar B-Q’ in Round Rock and that was some of the best BBQ I had ever ate. But in Texas there are many excellent smoke houses with their own distinct and delicious flavors and secret sauces that just titillate the taste buds and olfactory . We visited their Parrish and visited the priests who prayed for my mom. The art work within this Parrish was nothing short of breath taking.

The next place of interest for Romana was San Antonio. I knew my mom and dad visited Missions all over the US and Mexico for years. So I made sure to add this to her agenda. I figured she visited them because she lived in a mission in her youth but it was much deeper than that, I soon discovered. What started out as a lighthearted and somewhat eclectic journey took an unexpected and eye opening turn.

Fact is, the San Antonio Mission Trail became a journey of deliverance and revelation for my mom came full circle with hera8 past and confronted the demons that haunted her for 81 years of her life. Though she was a US citizen she was remanded to an mission orphanage deep in Mexico back in the 1930’s, during the U.S.A.’s rush for the American Race as opposed to Germany’s Master race. Mental Defectives were being ushered into asylums while select minorities were being whisked away, out of sight and out of mind and my mom was caught up in the hysteria as a nation began to purify the American Genome.

As we toured the Missions of San Antonio my mom began to tell me stories I never heard her mention in all the years I knew her. She began by explaining that all the relics, ovens and artifacts that were on display at the missions here in Texas were still in use up to the day her brothers broke her out of the mission in the early 1940’s. She said the mission was still segregating fair skinned kids from the brown Indios and how the nuns would treat the non-natives with care and tenderness while giving them adequate food, uniforms and medical attention.

a10On the other hand, she and other ‘savages’ were forced to wear cloths for weeks without bathing. Food was a luxury item since the Indios were not fed with any regularity and what they did eat was stale, rotten and sometimes covered with maggots. At least the maggots were fresh and chock full of protein. The Indios were severely beaten if they stepped out of line by mentioning of being hungry, thirsty or cold. My mom told me that her and the other kids were starving to death and that many kids perished during her tenure as an orphan at the mission.

In light of what we know today were the ‘pretty kids’ being raised for other much darker purposes other than photo ops and paraded around for donations? After all pedophilia was a fetish of the bored aristocrat, ancient philosophers and G*Ds as history denoted throughout the ages. Ancient pictures, plates and other artifacts decorate the finest museums in the world and considered priceless by art aficionados. They probably have a collection of ‘Snuff Flicks’ to complement their onerous sexual forte.

The works of Marque De Sade was nothing more than a snapshot of a nobleman’s hidden passions and decadent desires. Read a few chapters of Marque’s book, ‘120 Day’s of Sodom or the School of Libertinism’ and make your own opinion, just don’t drop the soap. You think Elitist Libertines are filthy perverts now, you should see how their ancestors were back in the day for their perversions of the flesh involving children were epic.

My mom described starvation to me in a casual yet poignant manner, “We were very hungry but eventually the hunger pains went away, we stopped crying and was not hungry anymore. Some kids died but for the ones that lived, we were finally fed broth”. Apparently this was a culling event designed to thin the herd of those pesky Indians and mental defectives. Eugenics has taken many forms over the ages and ironically it was in the name of G*D or what was perceived as G*D by some very stupid people.

She told me the story of a young nun from France who could not bare watching the kids suffer and die, to the chagrin of her superiors. She gave my mom a blanket and told her to keep it hidden from the other nuns. She smuggled scraps of food to my mom and other starving and sick kids. Eventually the kind sister was removed or was returned to France, for the crime of kindness I imagine.

The Indian kids were simply slaves who worked around the mission till they died or was lucky enough to run away. The ones who were re-captured were beaten, possibly to death for they were never seen again after their rigorous punishments. My mom remembered in chilling detail how the little Indian kids would cry in shear pain and agony as the nuns beat them senseless for violating G*D’s law. Obviously their G*D was not the true architect of the universe, just a gutter snipe with shiny toys, a taste for math and condoned beating children soft and bloody.

They were unconscious but my mom was sure some died on the spot. Nuns gleefully boasted that a dead Indian child’s spirit was destined for purgatory or hell itself since the child was not properly baptized and died a heathen. Many native children were driven mad from the terror they endured while in this orphanage. The ‘sisters’ would take non native kids on tours of the native quarters and use this as an example of what could happen if they were bad and pissed off G*D. How far beyond stupid was that?

“We will put you with the Indians if you’re bad”, they would say according to my mum. She remembered the smell of ‘sweet soap’ and the sight of crisp pressed uniforms the non native kids wore during their tour of the native hell-hole for they lived and played out of sight of the dirty Indios, where the grass was cool and cookies were served or so it was rumored.

Romana was placed in a room with the insane kids for months at a time for flagrant violations of the nuns codes. She remembered the smell of feces, vomit and urine that covered the walls and how everyone was naked or in tattered cloths. One crime my mom recalled was the crime of ‘asking’. I queried what the crime of asking was and she said it was forbidden for her and other brownies to ask for food, blankets cloths or water because they were not G*D’s children. Native kids were considered impure beings and an eyesore in the Creator’s eyes. They were also considered inhuman.

a7Mum used to cook on an oven like the ones on display in the missions we toured. If she was caught tasting anything she was cooking she was beaten then tossed in the room with the insane kids. I stood in astonishment as my mom opened up on exactly on how these people of the cloth would abuse the boys and girls. Kids simply disappeared never to be seen again and she knew they were not adopted for they were ‘trouble makers’ who dared to lash out. Besides, people wanted the white kids not dirty brown Indians anyway. Fortunately my mom was to chicken to speak out or I would not be here.

My uncles told of how the mission had underground caverns and tunnels that were dug by natives for the priests and nuns. They lead to dark rooms or cells as well as to other buildings within the mission/orphanage complex. The part that really got my attention was that these passage ways were said to be lined with the skeletons of children from infants to teenagers that were posed as sentinels or guards with tiny shields, wooden swords and spears. My mom only heard of the tunnels and caverns but her older brothers saw them when they were runaways from the orphanage and desperate to find cover within the surrounding compound. My uncles also said the tunnels smelled of death and decomposing flesh.

As we toured I asked why my mom and pop visited all these missions over the years since they were full of bad memories of barbarism, torture and death. She said it was so she could pray for all the tortured souls who were buried outside of the mission walls for their broken bodies were not pure and not allowed in cemeteries. The sound of kids crying in agony echoed in her ears and haunted her soul for 81 years. By visiting these missions she could offer a prayer and help them on their journey or at least let them know they were not forgotten. My mom knew all to well she could have easily been one of those lost souls buried like trash in unmarked mass graves. Romana was conditioned at the orphanage and feared for her life if she ever told her stories but in December of 2014 she was no longer fearful of retribution and death if she ever mentioned a word of what transpired more than half a century ago.

In essence she overcame her fears and could finally face her past and tell the whole story of her epic journey that began when she was 7 years old when both of her parents died. She told me she was haunted by these memories all her life but now she was liberated and free from fear. When we went to the missions she felt it was time for me to hear the whole story before she died. Now her focus of concern was for the dead Indians who refused to be slaves and were murdered for disobeying G*D by the priests and nuns. When you think about it, these missions were early ‘sweatshops’, only difference is sweatshops pay real wages of around a dollar a day. Oh boy, does this fabulous wage include a 401K and healthcare?

She said that little had changed since the days Indians were beaten for not accepting the European G*D in the early 1940’s when she was finally rescued by her brothers and taken back to America. The only difference was the method of euthanization that was perpetrated against the natives. But then again we don’t know what happened in the catacombs beneath the house of G*D. But skeletons nailed to tunnel walls hinted of darker days in the past, don’t you think? Maybe it was just leftovers from their annual Halloween Haunted House and the bones were made of latex. Yeah, that’s it, oh silly me the eternal skeptic.

Now I had a complete picture of my mom’s life and why she married a Scotsman for their childhoods were scared by child abuse of every kind by people of the cloth. In my step-dad’s case it was the Church of England who had dominion over boarding schools. Their disdain for the Scots was equally barbaric writhe with abuses of every kind imaginable. And it was in the name of G*D.

Ole Norman my step-dad also told me of the gruesome and perverted Saxon head masters who systematically abused little boys. His stories of how he was savagely beaten with a cat of nine tails for no reason other than being a Scot still burns in my memory.

I was placed in foster care when my mom contracted TB. I was segregated from other kids and got beaten like a red headed step child. I had my taste of abuse as well. But for those who never lived in an orphanage or foster care, you have no idea what it’s like and maybe you should shut your opinionated and miss-informed pie hole before someone plants a fist in it for running your clueless mouth. Just remember, people who’ve survived abuses of any kind also suffer ‘Post Traumatic Stress Disorder’ and in some cases, ‘Anger Management Issues’ as well.

This is not about BAD religions homeboy/homegirl, it’s about people who hide behind religions, social status and positions of trust to perpetrate crimes against children. You know who you are and soon everyone will know what you are. And if you’re to lame to understand that, then you deserve the dental surgery a survivor will give you, for free.

Nothing gets my ire more than bonehead experts who never saw a day of foster care but have meaningless opinions, quote scriptures and have no clue what they are talking about. They can cause more harm than good if the truth was know. An inept PTSD counselor who dared to ‘test’ my reactions almost lost his life and I’m not kidding. Survivors of abuse can spot them the moment they open their big mouths to flatulate like politicians hunting the vote. Gads, my PTSDs are flaring up now.

As the spirit world interfaces more and more with our plain of existence during this era of absolute change the secrets of the Contemporary Elitist Libertines will be reveled for their false G*D has no dominion over the spirit world. It was said in many visions, “The people will know the truth when they hear it” and the Pandora’s Box of Truth is now wide open boys and girls and the show has only just begun.

We should all know by now that the real architect of the universe never condoned the abuse of children or anyone else for that matter.

Those were the words of the False G*D and Celestial Douche Bag, Mork.

Bada Bing, Bada Bang, Bada Boom, capice paisan?

Your Devil’s Advocate