community – Thoughts

I was also the Original “Mallory Reaves” It was MORE DUCK HUMOR.

This is where I have to make this more clear for EVERYONE apparently. The gang leaders of the 1970s knew I was small. Some really liked boosting things I said and using for themselves. Not all stayed in the United States. Some barely met me and left, and I never saw them ever again.

For a short time I was “Donald Duck Trump” and then “Mallory Duck Reaves” in the 1970s. I honestly had a pet duck for a while in Honolulu, watched Donald Duck on Disney… AND I was DUCKING all kinds of CRAZY gang things while young. (Encountered Mallard ducks a lot while visiting parks and zoos). I was TAKEN TO MARC SCOTT ZICREE and MICHAEL REAVES in Los Angeles, CA while I was young. I didn’t get to know them well. The Mexican mafia pushed me on them. One of those Marc’s announced at the WGA as well as the Motion Picture Academy of Arts and Sciences that he was going to be me for me there with the Hollywood community. I was a youth who needed to go home to Hawaii and grow up. I also met Neil Gaiman and had some good chats with him too! It was a LONG TIME AGO. I have not been able to return to these people and be good friends with them at all. I got very trafficked to them for some visits since the 1970s and that was about it.

As recent as 2012-current, I was able to connect with Marc and Elaine Zicree for Space Command via Kickstarter, and likewise Michael Reaves for Blood Kiss. I was very limited to what I could do. I was NOT AWARE of who was who enough nor who to get with to make any changes for my clout to interact with these people and the IPs they were/are playing with.

What this all means is… those talented people are leadership people in Los Angeles, CA and have been a very long time. They’ve been busy in their own lives with their own people all these decades. I appear kinda still dead meat to them and not able to do much with or for them. I probably don’t need to. I had gotten bored and needed mental stimulation, I admit it. There is a very real Mallory Reaves who is a daughter for Michael Reaves and she has been a long time. She is a gang member also.

These people I write about in this post are replacements of me for Los Angeles, CA people/gangs. There are many others who also “took my place” for IN PERSON in Los Angeles, CA. They were likely arranged by mafia people a very long time ago. Some of those mafia may have been Joe Biden’s peoples or Donald Trump’s. I was just a baby to some of their young people in the 1970s and 80s. I didn’t get to spend time with people as friends and social contacts.

I hope this post helps the Crisara’s and their people. I was important a long time ago, still have some importance… however these days my life is quite mellow and I am not very active with any teams or groups for anything. There are people who have known me since the 1970s and know I haven’t done as much as others. Also, “my work” may have ended decades ago to be honest.

Still an Influencer

I’ve looked 360 degrees recently and realized the society of people I am supposed to be standing with are global and local influencers. I’m a loner in my spirit and insights, and those are still my people even if I don’t know them by name or in person at all. Those are my actual people! Millions of people who are strangers to me, and I them.

It didn’t get said enough in my life. This label: influencer. What it has done is prevented me from being a wealthy person. I’ve had a low-ish professional glass ceiling, and yet been allowed to speak with important people as needed: which I mostly did it in my youth to be honest. I get important people these days also, however I appear more as an older average person in public. I’ve been on ice for decades. People did throw me away so others could be more important in society. I didn’t get thrown in the backseat… got left at home mostly. I look retired from any commitments or duties to this day.

“Yooen? Yu-en?” I said. “No, you are U.N.” the tall blond man answered, putting some body armor on me with the stenciled letters, “U.N.” on it. “Oh! The letters, U… and N… Am I going to be in trouble here, as U.N.?” (1970s, Israel)

The take away from this post is that I was not allowed to be bigger than an influencer. It never was my work or job to help fund others with money I had or have. I couldn’t take people in and shelter them, and I couldn’t hire people daily or monthly. Written in more than one past post that I never had a business partner or life partner to help me do bigger things. I was more interesting to chat with when I was a lot younger and interacting with other influencers, gang members and a variety of leadership people. In recent decades… yes, that many years… my life has been very minimalized and non-controversial. Honestly not talking with people about problems, troubleshooting, issues–I wasn’t needed.

Being stuck as an influencer, it means I cannot head up or lead even a small company with full time or regularly hiring temporary workers. I’m actually a small person in society, a freelancer in nature myself. Only on rare occasions have I been allowed to hire some fellow freelancer/day player types of workers. I was hoping this would change, it has not. Thinking this was chosen to keep me out of bigger troubles and difficulties I would not be able to handle. Not complaining, just openly reminding myself and others why I am limited.