The $103 Billion Defeat

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We Space Sailors have a saying: You can lead an American to thought, but you can't make an American think. That said, Americans, I will lead you to some thought even though I know your nature.

I think it might be worth your while for me to tell you about the damnation of Gerald Ford, both the physics of his damnation and how he came to lose his soul, at least as much of the story as I know.

You see, it is not what America, or his wife, or his children, or his cronies in government, or his pals in college, or his chums in high school, or his mother and father or his grandparents might think of Ford; it is what God thinks of Ford.

There is a very interesting juxtaposition of three events in the news these days, the natural death of the Godfather of Soul, the death by execution of one former head of state and the supposed natural death of another.

James Brown's soul was saved, and I suggest the timing of his death was an honor God gave him, marking as it did the day the United States of America lost its soul.

Recall, God's Space War involves Metaphors of Attack, and if you learn to read the Metaphors of Attack you learn to read the battle map, and to understand where you are on it.

So, James Brown's soul was saved, as would be expected.

I cannot speak to the state of the soul of the hanged man because the gallows and the story are too far from the torture chamber America keeps me in. From what little I know, it seems to me he died bravely and made a strong final statement to the Arab world, a final statement that will haunt America and Israel.

(Isn't it strange that it is more acceptable to take God's name in vain than to criticize Israel?)

While not knowing the state of the hanged man's soul, I do know for certain that Gerald Ford's soul was lost.

Now here is a really interesting similarity between these two dead former heads of state: neither man saw himself as being in error.

Likely neither Ford nor anyone close to Ford knew or suspected Ford was damned.

There is also a very interesting difference in how these two dead former heads of state are perceived by the World. While much of the world sees the Boogie Man of Iraq as a sinner, most of the World, except for Ford's victims, does not see Ford as a sinner; yet the sins which both men took with them into death are almost precisely the same.

While the infamous Iraqi tortured and murdered many, the respected American, at the minimum, took part in the torture and murder of me by the many. One word from Ford or any other occupier of the Oval Office could have freed me at any time.

I don't know the whole story of why Gerald Ford lost his soul.

Did he, as is the American presidential custom, assist quietly in the murder of people by taking sides in some nation's internal affairs? Certainly that has not been broadly reported in the media.

Did he participate in something unknown and evil when he sidled into the Presidency as Nixon slithered out? Certainly that has not been broadly reported in the media.

Did he cowardly turn his back on America and the world when Republican American Fascism committed the foul crime of invading Iraq, as his pre-recorded posthumous statement to the Washington Post seems to indicate?

I personally experienced one evil thing Ford did; and what he did, even if it were his only crime in his whole life, would find him where he is now, sinking, sinking, sinking, deeper, deeper, deeper into Hell, like a weighted corpse sinking into the deepest pit of the deepest ocean.

What he did was participate in America's torture-enslavement of me, which is as damnable as child-murder.

When many Americans are Telepath torturers, few Americans are chosen.

Certainly Ford did not consider his role in my torture-enslavement to be a sin, or to be even a thing of importance. Like the Boogie Man of Iraq, he saw absolutely no criminality in his crime.

This is a very important concept, because it is the near-universal opinion among Americans that no matter how evil their torture of me, their torture of me is not evil. This is lovely self-hypnoses but it burns away with the first licks of the flames of Hell.

Yet it is evil, and God sees it is evil, and every American of high office, the House, the Senate, the Presidency, the Supreme Court, who has died since this torture-enslavement began, and who will die in the shadow of this horrid crime, is damned. Nixon is damned, Reagan is damned, Clinton the Blow-Job President is damned unless he repents; and Jimmy Carter, as nice a man as he is, doing good works left and right, will lose his soul if he dies still stained with the sin of participating in the America's national crime of torturing and enslaving me.

For example, the government pig in the next room tortured me awake about six times last night, and while the government pigs lost his soul for doing so, a deserved fate he is blithely unaware of, Jimmy Carter shared in the sin the pig committed against me last night, as did every other damned American who knows of my status.

Do unto others is not a catchphrase, it is a fundamental law by which you rise or descend.

And remember, I documented in advance the death of Gerald Ford, right here, in this work, about a week before it took place. Who is to say he was not executed by God, plucked from the Tree of Old Age a little early? After all, in my advance documentation I said it would be God who would kill a Washington Deceit person, and what is more Washington Deceit than a president?

There is a funny thing about damnation, although "funny" here is a funny word. In its early stages it can in some cases be reversed. In some cases prayer by the living can do that; and in some cases it takes forgiveness by the victims.

In Ford's case, there are no innocent people to pray for him. There is not one among those who would pray for him who is not aware of, and therefor a participant in, America's torture-enslavement of me. And as for me, one of the victims of Ford, I am not obliged to forgive him and I certainly have no inclination to do so as long as that torture-enslavement continues.

Now I will explain to you the state of Gerald Ford's soul, with emphasis on the fact that.time is critical if he is to be plucked from Hell.

Upon death Ford found himself in a dark place, like dark part of skid row at night, with no street lights, and experiencing the dismal feeling of skid row hopelessness in the pit of his stomach; and he looked around; and knew immediately he was not where he had expected to be; he was not in Glory; he was in Glory's Opposite; and he knew by the sinking feeling in his total being he was lost but he could not pinpoint the reason why; and then he heard one word spoken in the darkness, "Virgil"; and in horrible knowledge of his sin he began sinking, sinking, sinking, deeper, deeper, deeper into the madness and dismay and endless regret of Hell.

For a week or so he can still be salvaged, after that his soul will be so crumpled and so distorted, so eternally insane, so eternally in pain, that there is no more saving him than saving the life of a sailor on his back at the bottom of the sea, arm raised upward in death, eyes staring blindly upward toward the surface and seeing nothing in God's Creation but death; dead as dead a dead sailor can be.

The only chance to save Gerald Ford's soul rests on America freeing me before New Year's morning.

I said the same with considerable evidence at the time of Reagan's death and damnation; and NBC knew I was right, but NBC let the poor bastard sink into the smelly pit which to this day and forever remains his home.

Meanwhile, back at God's Space War and the forthcoming damnation of half the population of the United States of America, from the top echelons down. Clearly we have entered into a new stage of battle, God's mounted forces are charging across a ford on the River of Self-Praise behind which America hides.

My own role has changed. It is past time for me to warn. All the advance documentations I have accomplished while America's torture-slave were for that purpose, to warn; the rattle of the rattlesnake saying Don't Tread On Me, the signal of the sentinel signaling there is danger near.

I now have only two advance documentations outstanding, a major earthquake on December 26, 2007 and the fabulous events of The Year of Adjustment, which I first estimated to be in the year 2020, but now I am thinking it might be much sooner.

I established those advance documentations on Tuesday, December 27, and repeated them on the 28th and 29th.

I feel no inclination to further warn America of the doom it is approaching and which it so richly deserves; but I will watch with great interest as America's doom unfolds. If I become free, or find asylum in another country, I will continue to document and warn humankind of the death of this Earth in 2065 or shortly before, but it is all pearls before swine in America.

So, Dear Reader, I have again led America to thought; it is hardly likely I made America think.