Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Incoming...

I heard this when the images of the cooking pan and discs came up, " we got enough plutonium to blow you off the map".

Monday, July 13, 2009

1993 dream…update 6

what I saw were like Amphora vases, only no handles…the images were not very clearly defined, maybe there was a tap at the bottom or they had something to dip the water from them or maybe they were not as big as they appeared in my dream…there could also have been some sort of ceramic drain that allowed the water to flow frome one place to another…the violence going on was such a distraction that I was unable to focus and obviously I was frightened as my heart rate had increased dramatically…I am not often awakened from my sleep in such a state as that by a dream…

Maybe the bamboo was used to make the spouts from the vases…

I also thought about Howard Hughes…

Hughes’s Phobia

Hughes’ story

Prison  I was not intoxicated when I made this video…

January 1993 dream…

My first impression was that it was some history.  Then I thought about Genesis in the Bible, Adam and Eve were found together by God and he threw them out of Eden…the flood was the breaking of the vases releasing lots of water that flooded…if it is historical, maybe huge vases were used to collect water for drinking and the like, maybe this was something that happened in Nebuchadnezzar’s time. I thought maybe it could also be when Ahkenaton took over rule of Egypt, destroying alot of things, the golf club and crucifix made me think of him as he is depicted with similar items…I have since figured that the crucifix was actually the path to the king’s throne in which criminals or the like were brought for sentencing…just like a court room…apparently the person’s unconscious mind has recreated the idea that sex is a sin and should be punished…parting of the bushes reminds me of when Moses was plucked from the river…I don’t eat pate’, I tried it after this dream, I don’t drink brandy, I tried that after this dream, I have eaten biscuits and I do drink coffee…I do not practice Catholicism, am not a member of the Catholic Church, I was raised as a member of the Methodist Church…my other impression was that it was Katherine Gibbs…could be Peter Gibbs, could be one of the two Catholic girls I have been acquainted with in the past, have not had contact with either since 1983…

I really think it is all based on the teachings of the Bible and is the unconscious processes that go on, maybe, I’m not an analyst…

another dream may be part of previous...


Major source of stress...

Apparently this is in Katherine Gibbs' diary in Connecticut. I think Katherine had a spelling problem...

Laura was not who she appeared to be...I have since identified who she was...




This was three years after the incident that caused me to become incarcerated, in which I beat a hole into a door with a piece of pipe after an incident with my house mate...

Ahkenaton

Incoming…

Cary ~ Archy ~ Archibald – “what’s the point of changing your name, I want people to know who I am" an what I have done for them”, “or what you’ve done to them”…”yes, of course”…

resin - cellophane



Dream page...

Incoming…

“This girl is in danger of getting killed here”…

Re: resin 2

I used resin to coat some insects for a 4-H project…

Re: cellophane dream…

It is clearer now that plutonium was wrapped in resin and the heat from the plutonium cooked the resin making it like cellophane.  I don’t know if this was an experiment by Seaborg and colleagues. 

“You should see my lab”, was found.  I took it to be a bio-chemistry type lab.  That could have come from Silkwood…

Let’s mix it up Taylor

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Re: Wysocking Bay...updated

See also

Mattamuskeet

Pomeioc Indians were the major inhabitants of the area.

Also...

just found out about the movie Suddenly Last Summer, maybe part of what happened to me in the 70's. have not seen it yet. Will see.

Wysocking Bay

http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2009/03/wysocking-bay.html

Tony Costa

http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2009/03/re-wysocking-bay.html

Sounds like Rear Window, to me.

Drew Pinnuck

Incoming…

“Get out of it”…

Incoming…

“Fire works are going off, they’re at some sort of celebration for heaven sakes.”

Incoming…

“I am ordering you to shut up”.

Incoming…

“We’re not going to manipulate this one Tom.  “I’ll handle that bitch”.

Incoming…

Have a drink Tom.  Let’s think this thing through. I don’t need alot of publicity here over all this…

Incoming…

“They all look at pictures over here for me”.  “Well you are going to have to stop, you are making them blind over here”.

Incoming…

I am seeing someone put two bullets into a 30-30 Rifle…

I see this person getting into the back of a truck...

Incoming...

Someone is dialing a wall mounted telephone...now they've hung up...

Martha

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Parthian_Queen_Bust.jpg

Incoming...

"you are an anomaly".

Re: ammonia...

I spent a good portion of my leisure time in my young adult life drinking in bars.

INcoming...

"This woman's drunk".

"This woman's stupid".

I have heard this more times than I can count over the past year or two.

Re: ammonia...

In 1985 I was working part-time for campus police at NCSU, during ballgames directing traffic. Of course I was not aware of the potential danger of CO poisoning from the slow moving cars, nor was I aware of what was directing me to subject myself to that exposure. My grandfather Weston died from mustard gas poisoning while in Germany during WWI, so we are lead to believe. Last night was the first night I had seen Slaughterhouse Five.
It was the bike riding that I did from '87-'89 that saved me in addition to the tank of O2 (80%-90% pure oxygen) I purchased and used until it ran out in 1991-92. This may be the cause of my problems now, in addition to abusing all of those drugs and alcohol, a significant accumulation of brain damage in the name of someone else collecting a story that I have been acting out.
A healthy brain does not often succomb to the mind as much as a damaged brain that cannot filter out the present from the past. This is also confirmed in my present ability to recall information from my childhood. This was all done without my consent, or being informed of this danger, as if I were the object of some infantile phantasy to destroy one's own mother or father, and being unable to move beyond the oral stage of development that subjected me to even further abuses. Reading and watching violence is also a form of emotional acting out in which one projects his or her destructive thoughts and feelings onto an object, often another person.
I only became aware recently that what I was doing could be re-enacting his military experience. I joined the army in '74, he also was in the army as was my mother's step grandfather and my father was in the Coast Guard. I have been inundated with familial military baggage, since my father's death in '74. Who was on the other side of this mess? Some now wealthy writer having a good time in the Bahamas or Virgin Islands, as the expense of my family's life and well being. Consider that Martha Tabram aka Martha White may have uncovered a similar past until her death at the hands of two thugs paid to kill her. Not to mention that my 2nd greatgrandmother is Mary Ann White married to Will Hall, his sister being a Mary Ann Hall, what manner of stinking thinking is that, the root of the alcoholism in my father's family.

Incoming...

"This one needs to be ripped open". "Let's open it up". "What do you want to rip her open for", it's clear she died from multiple stab wounds". "well, we don't know that for sure, the wounds all appear to be superficial". "There is significant edema, we need to know if there is another possible cause of death".
"I won't be satisfied until I've gotten rid of them all". A separate piece of Ripper information.
Does this mean that the soul actually can recall information while the body is dead, or was she connected to someone else who was recalling the information, like I suspect was the case with James Maybrick. Maybe Maybrick was really a writer in a previous life.

Friday, July 10, 2009

I bought a bottle of ammonia in 1995...updated

to keep me awake, duh...I didn't know it could be used to make a bomb...this was after meeting Ahmad, is that short for Mahmoud...of course the person I was speaking with did not look like Mahmoud...

I also bought some pangamic acid and potassium chloride...this was going on while I was homeless and driving around in my car...I also bought .22 caliber bullets, Sulphur (MSM)...then in 2001 I drew the pictures...

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Traumerai...

I thought it was I are Mozart ~ it could be I are Murat

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

quick sketch of vision - updating...



This could be the Martinsville Seven rape in the 50's also. I did read Eric Rise's book.

I saw someone kick the back of the leg, forcing the person down as shown here, while holding them by the hair...

I recall reading some of Helter Skelter, I did MDA in 1974...Folger ~ Golfer

Monday, July 6, 2009

These visions must have been too traumatic...

and someone dissociated them possibly...if it was Schumann, then Gibbs might have had it at one time....

Visions...

Robert Schumann - Traumerai...is this related the Monarchy...

Princess Elizabeth's symptoms...

were not that of a dying grandfather but of her father's brother Freiderich ~ she knew about Ernest's brother's demise and he murdered her...Freiderich could have been the one assaulted.

Well I do get carried away...in ignorance they killed Ella trying to cure her illness, unless they were simply trying to get rid of her, another failure of medicine to see the psychic side of life and it's power over the body...

Sunday, July 5, 2009

She received a dishonorable discharge...

Ok, this person stole my records in Wilmington.


Try to tick me off, won't work.

She's such a sumb ass...

revetahw.

I hearby deputize...

you.

No Thanks. Don't need the stress. Have had enough.

Re: Seeing something...updated

More of similar, someone is smashing something into someone's face, the person falls to the floor. Then I see the person who smahed the stuff in the face, pacing back and forth...I saw someone at the Harris Teeter that looked like Michael Jackson, only it was a woman. She/he looked like she was crying.
Like I said my first impression was that it was Martha Tabram, since I am more familiar with most of that stuff, it seems to ring true to the rest of my experiences, I am not sure.
It also came to me that it might be Raphael and Leonardo or Michaelangleo...

Re: Seeing something...

I got some assistance with this matter and was able to see the man grabbing someone's hair at the back of the head and kicking them in the back of the leg and forcing them down onto their hands and knees...there are three people...

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