Returning to the Battle

 
I have sailed from here to there and seen the places in between; I could tell you stories, tell you riddles, tell you what they mean.
 
So, Dear Reader, unable to talk to you for nearly a month because of homelessness, I have rented a weekly room with a bed and a phone line, a toilet and a shower, a TV but no heat, no stove, no reefer, no hangers in the closet, and a bed with a vermin-ridden mattress, because homelessness is a killer, and because there is much to tell you.
 
For the time being at least this room is a zone of little torture, a haven for this ship of my life from the storm of torment America feels I deserve for being the only audible mental telepath in human history; me, a new kind of Nigger for America to enslave; skin too black, mind too loud, same-same..
 
These past weeks have been remarkable in terms of intelligence gathering, intelligence for you and intelligence for me.  Things are worse for you, better for me; unless you have turned your back on America's torture-enslavement of me, then things are better for you, too.
 
First and foremost, I have discovered and been tracking a space war attack on San Francisco, California, USA, the world's capitol of homosexual male whoredom, the city that gave America 9/11 because it loved torturing me more than it respected human life.
 
The attack code for this rapidly approaching disaster is "Amputation", and it points out a unrecognized American weakness, an intelligence blind spot, and from my journalist's point of view, a scoop.
 
Amputation.  Consider the code.  Look at a map of San Francisco, sever the two bridges leading into it and draw a line east to west from just north of its airport to the Pacific, and saw along that line.  Amputation; what would cause that foul penis of a city to be cut off?
 
I will not reveal the full story of Amputation today; there are things to tell you before I tell you that, and many of my readers have given up hoping to see my masthead on the horizon again and I want to give them a chance to come back.
 
I am not being coy with you by not telling you about Amputation today.  If I thought you could take it in I would put it in; but I must get you ready to receive this news.
 
So let's begin to prepare you, let's talk about where you are and where you are going; let's talk about God's war against America--against all of humankind, yes--but America is all America is concerned with so let's concern ourselves with that.
 
As we begin I remind you, America's torture-enslavement of me is a capital crime and you should consider Amputation a final warning before Decapitation.
 
When I left you in order to save myself from being tortured to death at my last residence I was tracking two patterns of attack, one was called The Alaska Disaster and the other was called The Pyramid Gin.
 
My supposition was that the Alaska Disaster was connected with the earthquake pattern that will break up this Earth before 2065, but the event within that Alaska Disaster pattern I was tracking, the activity of the Alaska volcano called Mount Augustine, seems to have left the news.  Breathe a sigh of relief while you can still breathe.
 
There was a remarkable continuation in God's space war operation called The Pyramid Gin, that being the wounding of the ABC news personnel in Iraq followed by the Egyptian ferry disaster.  My homelessness made it impossible to harvest most of the codes surrounding the cut, but I culled enough to confirm the combined events constituted an act of God.
 
Those of you interested in learning how to track space war events should note that each of the first three cuts of The Pyramid Gin have included Muslim civilian deaths, the hotel collapse in Mecca, the stampede just outside Mecca, and the ferry disaster.  This Muslim civilian factor can be expected also in the next cut, and I think the next cut, or the next after that, will be the cut that brings the surrender of those who enslave and torture me.
 
Remember, The Pyramid Gin attack by God is on the three religions together called The Tornado of War, Judaism, Christianity and Islam.  There is no such thing as legal war, there is no such thing as unavoidable war, there is no such thing as holy war.  War is murder with a fancy name, and there is no more time for war on this Earth.
 
Among the bad news, there is a ray of good news, that being the apparent breaking with Republican American Fascism by its base, fundamentalist Christianity, over the issue of global warming.
 
These Christians have not yet seen the satanic fraud of Republican American Fascism, they have not yet smelled the blasphemy of George W. Bush's claim to be a born again Christian under oath to God to murder, but they apparently have begun to see the ecological folly within the fraud which is this Administration.
 
In other news.
 
You can see an example of God's Writing on the Wall if you look to the recent story of the whale swimming to its death up the Thames and juxtapose that event with the second mine disaster, the one in Melville, West Virginia, and note that they were concurrent in Time.
 
Note that the name of the location of the mine is the same name as the author of Moby Dick, by far the most famous book about whales and the killing of whales in literature, Herman Melville.
 
I am suggesting to you that both events were simultaneously manipulated by God, that the whale and the two miners were intentionally killed by God as a demonstration that something larger is going on.
 
I have told you in the past that coincidence is the rockets' red glare of God's space war, and this Melville-whale coincidence is a good example of that.  Another example is the Muslim civilian deaths coincidental to each cut of The Pyramid Gin.
 
It is my feeling that the frequency and obviousness of  coincidence will increase as God plays out God's Hand in this game.  I call this increase, "Turning Up the Volume", and I think at some point this rockets' red glare will be visible even to the most blind man who has ever occupied the White House.
 
To further understand this Writing on the Wall, see the whale going up the Thames, a narrow channel unnatural for it, as similar to the miners going down into the mine, also a narrow, unnatural channel; and recall we are speaking of this Earth as being a living being, a living being the human being is murdering.
 
One of the central themes of this work is that mankind is exploiting this Earth to death.
 
Those of you that have read Moby Dick might consider what happened to the ship, the crew and the captain that persecuted Moby Dick.  This Writing on the Wall is saying the same thing is going to happen to those human beings and those ships of state who participate in the persecution of the Telepath.
 
Call me Virgil.
 
Another central theme of this work is that God gave me the gift of audible mental telepathy for reasons other than to be America's torture-slave, and those life-saving, planet-saving reasons are being thwarted by America's torture-enslavement of me.
 
In other news, while I do not know if it was a national story, I note the recent borderline mob violence against black Katrina refugees in the black section of San Francisco known as the Western Addition.
 
As John Steinbeck pointed out in Grapes of Wrath, Americans do not like refugees from other parts of America, and you can see this American trait with even the most shallow examination of the shameful way in which the Katrina victims have been treated by America.
 
After the San Francisco disaster called Amputation, I expect you will see the refugees from San Francisco being persecuted in the same way, if not worse, by other communities.
 
in other news, I have been away from TV news coverage, hence there is a certain rise in my IQ as my daily dose of indoctrination is missed.
 
I must say I did miss the blatant Republican American Fascism of the Fox news network.  While watching Fox News is not like seeing into the mind of Republican American Fascism, it is like seeing into the mind of the toady fans of Republican American Fascism.
 
Republican American Fascism is a cult, Fox news is its choir; but the choir does not know the evil that goes on in the Inner Sanctum; but, yes, some of the choir boys do bend over willingly.
 
Hmmm?  Let me see, there was one other bit of news I wanted to mention today...oh, yes, because of this homelessness and the torture I have received during it the good faith payment has gone from $30 billion to $50 billion, to be paid in gold at the price of gold when I was first enslaved in about 1972.
 
Call that my 40 acres and a mule.