I appear to be forced as a sea hag, crazy Steven and now retired from that “work history” and there is a refusal to flip me back to who I was prior to those things.
The ‘wind’ has been alive with COMPLAINTS this morning. Admitting Mexican mafia got German people to use me for their people and to help Mexico. The main complaint is big gangsters have retired me and people ARE NOT USING THE REPLACEMENTS… the gang members who replaced me. I wish to note they are not the opposite of sea hag or crazy Steven. Some actually look like gang bangers, tough people.
Prior to being labeled crazy Steven and a sea hag… I was a baby, a youth… treated like a kidnapped executive/executive child with many doors open in Honolulu, HI and much further through connections and contacts. Obviously that young I could not use them or know them on an adult level yet.
This is where the reminder to people I went down with more than one 747 jetliner in the 1970s, named the PGA (Producers Guild of America).. and was not able to return to make a little adjustment so it didn’t conflict with the golf organization’s name. I also sat with Arnold Palmer or his imposter and we created a drink… It may not be a rumor that I got to be a captain on at least one U.S. space shuttle mission in person on board the spacecraft before I was old enough for a common automobile drivers license. Should we discuss APPLE Computer Inc.’s origins with the BEATLES? I may have NAMED Neil Gaiman too, btw. None of this was obvious because gangsters grabbed the ideas and used them, carried them, shepherd them, gambled on them, made money on them–and I did not.
The ‘wind’ was alive, not with the Sound of Music this morning. Complaining I was NOT BABY JAWS, that I was JAWS in the 1970s and had saved thousands of lives, including criminal ones, political ones. My response is, “NO, I know who was the BIG JAWS. He was mrdrd before I was an adult. He looked like a Donald Trump, older one. HE was JAWS in person to many. May not have been wealthy. I may have been his spirit animal though.”
No one appears even interested in flipping me back to the person I should(or could?) have been. The likely reason is COMPETITION is still around, alive, causing a conflict and has paid and threatened to be bigger than me all these decades. They may be insisting they stay bigger than me no matter what, even if they are quite small in society.
Rumor is Matt Ridge paid Mexicans in the 1970s to hush, smother, clobber, hold me down and small. I don’t know the truth. Could have been other people that hired him to do it. I know there is definitely some conflict going on even in San Diego, CA. Could it be over a job? Position in society? I am not certain. Whatever it is, I am small… very small for the soul and spirit and things I have lived through. It means people need to still get the gang members who are more well known in public places for needs, wants. I am still a “mafia invalid”, “mafia disabled”.