I knew there was a real problem in the 1970s. People pretending I don’t exist and yet I was being blamed for what FALSE READERS were saying.
Here is a mis-wiring people may not have seen decades ago. I did and had a small meltdown. Not certain it got read.
I got a tour at Space Command before they had all those wonderful collections of things. This was in the 1970s while I was a child. I FREAKED OUT AT HOW MARC ZICREE was being used. He may have hinted at what was going wrong, however I saw it RIGHT AWAY.
They were “making him, or paying him” to be “me” however the “me” was likely one of the adult women using the name “Mamie” however it may have been a male gang member causing her to have likeness or claim things.
Someone was trying to BE ME in a BIG WAY without getting to know me and my real feelings about all kinds of things… I am not certain it was Marc, a Mamie or someone else entirely.
It appears I got replaced by someone who is different than me and may have claimed some kind of PURE AUTHENTICITY and there was NOT PURE AUTHENTICITY at all. Whoever it was captured some of my personality and cast people into world permanently to fit what it may have appeared to look like in the 1970s. Then claimed I never existed and the ideas belonged to someone else entirely.
Some of what is at Space Command Studios is what I personally wanted for my home production studio offices as a teenager. Not for a New Year’s Party once a year hosted by a group of L.A. gang members. It looks like it works for them though.
I got very terrorized as a youth at times and some of my ideas for my “hopeful future self” were noted and handed off to others. I don’t think Marc Zicree is living an ideal happy life at all. He looks underfunded. I thought he was a professional WGA writer in the 1970s..? Hasn’t he worked on some very major, big projects in Hollywood?
I was TOLD TO GIVE HIM IDEAS DIRECTLY in the 1970s… yet… I wasn’t allowed to know him. Clearly I am not even “Space Command Studios” with others. I’m not on the Hollywood Table email list either. I hardly met most of those people who have been connected well to each other for decades.
Adults and youths kidnapped me in my own youth, beat me up, drugged me and asked for ideas. I tried to give them, they injured me more even breaking bones. Then they took the ideas and tried to sell them to bigger people. It happened over and over again. I begged for it to stop. They sent new people who didn’t know me, over and over again. Sometimes younger people laughed when I was drugged and couldn’t move. Thought I looked stupid… and they turned to talk about ideas themselves after 10min talking with me about them.
Most “famous” in my mind was when I was riding my horse at AGE 14 on Maui. I should not have been riding without an adult present. I woke up on the ground and the horse kept trying to step over me, even stepping on me. A man who looked like “a Mike” walked up to me helped me sit up, talked to me… said, “Work on TV ideas not movies!” Then hit me on the head with a heavy stick, knocking me out. He walked off.
All these decades later I still don’t own my own home. I don’t think I own my own body since I was not able to fund it well or protect it or heal all the problems over the decades. WHY I AM ALMOST LAUGHING LIKE A CLOWN when people think I should now be able to FUND THEIR HOMES, families(including children and grandchildren) and lives. Which person am I, do they think? Who are they REALLY POINTING AT… when they point at me?
WHICH WIRE DO PEOPLE THINK I AM? In this big system. WHICH wire and money flow do people really think I am connected as that is big enough to fund THOUSANDS of people? This is not about wiring electricity in a car or house or building… this is a different kinds of power and flow of currencies.
Rumor is I was REMOVED from Punahou School in the 1970s because people did not want them … THEM… to make money off me. Now that I think about it, I’ve been removed from all kinds of places in life. So THEY could not make money off me also?
I could NOT get a job or career. I’ve been held by gangs it appears… even very damaged and dumbed down by drugging and/or gang attack brain damage. I myself am not wealthy.
WHO is trying to label me as a “wealth person” and thinks I also have “some control” over someone else? I have a feeling, SOMEONE IN A WORKPLACE actually has the power, connectivity and labeling to get things done, to make changes and pay or threaten people to do things. IT IS NOT ME AT ALL.