BINLADEN FRIDAYJANUARY 28, 2005
The local bin laden search is still stymied by organized crime.
We are treated to the spectacle of sound cars manned by mob mind
readers cruising the boulevard near our receiving site, a regional VA
clinic, shouting endearments: "osameeee osameeeee..." at 4 AM at
120db+ A heroin user? The mob sells the stuff in sunny fla for $10 a
pop. Afghan black: the bag comes with an elephant stamp.
This despite the track record of involvement in more than $1 billion in
locally lost funds due to this cockamamie interference. You can lead a
whore but...
But to be kind, the local riffraff shortens words to a grunt to exhibit
intelligence and familiarity, and talks baby-talk. BABYTALK! reads like
a location in Iraq.
To encourage your infantile ***ual behavior urges. Believe you me you
have not lived until you witness a group of drunken beefy gay Puerto
Rican weightlifters talk baby talk and chicken Spanish.
"Osameeeee": mentally ill. They should Osameee at Kaneohe Bay.
The mob's mind readers assigned to my life saving and inventive ESP
activities turn out to be retardead: we now have hope. And they are all
dope addicts of one kind or another. Beats using dry cleaning fluid.
One would think local law enforcement would evidence curiosity on where
the dope comes from?
The bin laden search keys on your complete knowledge of the area not
that you need to be acceptable in or to the CIA. Example: the women
will shout "gene thinks bin laden is in Rome." After I wonder if...
But if I think about futures in DNA, silence unless I add a price tag,
patent, op****tunity sticker.
But if I think about ****, or the local cheerleading squad (main
activity is actually pimping), or buying a new mustang-the hags neurons
are tuned and they are out there cruising the Blvd shouting about it.
They do a lot of shouting about killing me for the activity. The newly
empowered Computer Terminal Librarians do a lot of shouting about
killing me for the activity and host the mind readers-as does the bus
system's radio network-good place to sell drugs. 'Grandmother' is
my Shepard, I shall not do time...
Take heart though practicing silence and experiencing silence goes a
long way toward not knowing squat about Kandahar.
The Hajji sent images to the VA site. Or the imaged geography can be
interpreted or analyzed to this source given the Hajj output
www.ummah.net/hajj/
Escape from the ordinary ( a googlesearch view) and you get...
The pillars cemented that analytic direction in raw data. Pillar
images. Preceded by architecture suggesting bin's (you don't mind
if I call you bin do you?) sequester at an estate on a 'grassy'
plateau flanked by ridges, some hardwoods low at the foot with a creek
running through it and down through the valley's mouth opening to the
SE. Grain alongside the crick. Not much grain. Kinda skimpy.
I you imaged pillars, analyze, think about the image quality-clear,
dark background, murky, transparent, color, B/W- define the image and
roll it over, examine it, kick it around. There's a hole there.
But the architecture can be a tanned mouth look at Saudi Arabia's
boardwalk. Saw some post and beam tho...
Water: RV the desert and one arrives in the wadi. I image water tanks.
Water tanks. Big ones small ones, metal, glazed brown circular tile
tanks set along a tree leafy street-the last image preceding
wht****sname mushsharaff's last big assassination experience. Look for
bin and whaddya get?
Or are the tanks strictly water tanks? Ask Colin Powell?
The path in comes from a cross roads type village and runs into a cliff
wall with the river on the left curving around to the right then up to
the left to ?
We had a connection with the cartoon bank. They were trying to help me
with Saddam but I was gujarated by the mob.
That's http://www.cartoonbank.com/prints_channel.asp?chID=59
where
I was now greeted by a lotto cartoon then the suggestion of death from
eating too much salmon. I've thought on traveling to Alaska to see
the lights and if the borealis is manipulative. (the mob's now
response to this is to shout "NO" here at the center of learning
Lehigh Acres Florida at the East County Regional Lib.) The image I have
when thinking about these morons is a sandbox filled with sub-humans
sticking their fingers in each other's assholes and smelling the
digits grinning. The now response on this through the Library wall is
pout "I don't like you" like maybe I grabbed the candy and I
agree.
The cartoonbank.com folk greeted me with a cartoon (following my
lengthy absence of 6-7 months) containing an previously RV'd image of
a visual field of lollipop graphic outlines also viewed as circles with
tangents running of the cir***ferences-streets and trips position
markers or...
Channeling into the main thought body? Or self connection?
Analogous images from NASA KSC suggest time and instant coherent
succeeding engineering but KSC is not the wadi or is it?
Also travel paths from Bora Tora and Kandahar. CIA! Send estate maps:
the gents are waiting not the other way around. Not carpet bombing the
air****t was sheer buffoonery. Not whathsname diplomatic but frankly the
ends justify. And a good place to RV on-see the map section: air****t to
air****t.
Ag maps will do. On a need to see basis of course as defined by...?
The Bureau of Land Mass?
RV during the Post Hajj fits into the BTC Eq method we're running
see-
http://groups-beta.google.com/group/sci.bio.ethology/browse_frm/thread/647ffcd61078ea95/e133a16bfd432a45#e133a16bfd432a45
Give it some time. The time place and mood come slowly but it does
arrive. Work the local climate into your RV.
Then maybe redirect or slowly slit into and find a balance with a D.C.
Fort Meade Greenbelt NASA thought and directional center from the
Islamic inquiry center.
If in the NYC area try Wall Street and the canyons, or the Water Gap.
Cape Henlopen State Park has excellent DC reception.
Read:
http://groups-beta.google.com/group/sci.physics/browse_thread/thread/c61f78aeadb44f43/60b1f554a1b2c727?q=remote+viewing&_done=%2Fgroups%3Fq%3Dremote+viewing%26&_doneTitle=Back+to+Search&&d#60b1f554a1b2c727
for problem solving.
I have a young girl running around the Library telling people I'm
trying to grope her!
Charming: osameee at Kaneohe Bay.
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