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My 9 Lives. And stops In between.


My 9 Lives. And stops In between.

donnie harold harris

donnie harold harris

Just before I was born I had a visitor That Told me it was time to come to you. I was again meet at the Gate to Here and now. There were 3 of us that came down at the same time. Yet I would be born as an Identical twin. Never know where the 3rd soul went. I was born into the lowest level of life at The Crossroads of America to a teenage mom Named Mary. I was her 7TH child and 4th sun. I would have 3 more siblings after me. My dad was a carpenter named Virgil. within 24 hours of arrival, the world would shatter around me. My Identical Twin was born with TTTS (Twin-to-twin transfusion syndrome (TTTS), also known as feto-fetal transfusion syndrome (FFTS) and twin oligohydramnios-polyhydramnios sequence (TOPS) is a complication of disproportionate blood supply, resulting in high morbidity and mortality.) While he totally disappeared for 6 to 8 months, I moved forward. I had my first Massive Trama when I was Held down teased and Cut to bleed. 1. I had been circumcised. 2. While still a baby unable to roll over yet I was molested by a cousin helping out. His Name was Buddy Huddleston. I was gaged. “Nut case phycology says it does not matter at this age. Then I was All child molestation under the Age THREE is being falsely persecuted by Law.” 3. After a few years of growth, I would be paired up with my twin where we ended up at an uncles house on dad side of the family. Another male teen cousin ( a register child rapist today) would do massages that included playing with him and US. This happened almost daily for several months. Until my twin showed his dick to the girls that lived next store. Were we in the 1 and second grade. Going back to moms we would begin to go to 21 Grade schools some more than once. We moved over 100 times. 4.On one move I was not in school as of yet I left the yard for the adventure into the ally. I soon discovered to my amassment a pile of Mail unopened by a burning trash barrel. I picked the stack up and started to look at it leave when a Teen grabbed me and said I was going to be held for the police. He took me inside his house Into a room with 2 twin beds side by side on the back of a house I had to walk down a hill into his house. I was forced to do him. I had tasted cum for the first time before I was 5 years old. Some got on my shirt. I rushed home as fast as I could to tell my mom that the Police were after me. I hide under a bed. I had to tell my mom what had happened. She then called the police. I was under the bed when I heard a knock at the door. She opened it and It was a uniformed policeman. I almost passed out with fright. Somehow she saved me from being arrested. Part 5. My dad married the horrifically frightful woman maned Larry Blankenship. A German JEW. She would beat us with switches and The old fashion style raiser strap. She would hold us down in the morning and pour turpentine directly into our ass holes for bed wetting. (later on, we would do the same to kittens as we threw them against a wall down on the train tracks where Anthem Insurance now is.) Serial Killer hot point. Larry (Stepmom)would hold us down and pour Turpinetine directly into our assholes for bedwetting that started when we moved in with her. Just down the street from a Temple of Devils, A Catholic Church called Scarlet Heart, for christ sake. There is a whole story on her alone. This went on for years. We Would be put on public display washing our pissy sheets in an old scrub tub in the backyard always to the onlook of other kids and parents. We had lived over in the Fletcher park area when I controlled several tornadoes that were descending on me across South street, Virginia Ave, and East street. A couple of blocks away from the kitten place. It was April 11, 1965, Palm Sunday It would be the first Time I summoned the almighty to my presences. I was furious about the stepmom. When we moved with her at 1401 Charles Street is where we lived when they were married after living together for 2-3 years with us. 6. On the first Saturday or Sunday, my twin and I would Play kick the can down the street. Our Evil stepmom had warned us about not to leave our side of the street. As thing would be we kicked the can down the street to where there was a Most beautiful sight: Sacred Heart Catholic Church. Suddenly out of Know Where 2 GOD like men in Colorful rodes and hats came somehow out of the side of the Church. I had a God moment and was certain They had come to take us back home to Heaven. They said ” I.Q. instead of making all this noise so early in the morning, maybe we would like to go Bowling. I had never bowled.I had melted at there sight because of the Tornados Incident. We were told you could not bowl in shoes but soaks were ok. When I took off my shoes I had on wholely soaks. The priest said that we could not Bowl with our Teeny shoes on. He came over to help me with bowling and Said that besides being a Catholic priest, that he was a Medical doctor. An asked if had been looked over lately. Next thing I knew he was behind me putting something into my asshole. My twin had been Classicly separated from me during this Rape. I did not see what happened to this little boy that had no possibilities to survive just 11 years earlier now being Raped Like me… I felt I was to blame. Even though he was my big brother. 7.Paperboy years. After 7 or so trips to the children’s Home we ended up on the west side where I became a paperboy to escapes my stepmom and be independent. I was asked if I would like to have sex with a customer’s girlfriends daughter. I was 11 she was 9 or 10. I said yes and went too there home 2 blocks away. I meet her and a little boy and her daughter. After some small talk, I left. Too weird for me. 8. We moved across town to Cottage courts. I became a paperboy again. Within a short time ( i was a star carrier require 5: am wake up for a 12-year-old). I was in the paper office to pay my bill. at 6 am. There was only a single desk in this office and maybe benches. I sat down with my new paper manager for the first time or so. Before he took my payment he opened up a lower draw revealing a drawer full of Rolled coins and said he needed to get something out of his car. I sat alone with a drawer full of cash. I had shoes that had cardboard in the soles to help me not hurt my feet. I took a single roll of quarters. I never stole only to survive an eat. He left by the front door only to Instantly exploded through the back door. I was going to Jail he shouted. The paper Indianapolis Star would have me convicted. Again with the police thing. I did not want to go to jail. He said I could suck his dick or go to jail. He had a large cock with warts on the side of it. After a week I was back and he played the same game. This time I took 2 rolls of the quarters. Then we had an audience. That grew to 3 the next week. I would find out who one of these men were when I got my driver license 2 years later. He was on the school board and would soon become mayor. I would meet with him later as a child prostitute. Look up whose car I would pass my drivers test in. Dudly a school teacher at Tech High school. 9.I was playing with one afternoon in the downstairs bathroom @ Garfield park @ about 12. 10. Then the biggy. After the constant rapes @ the paper house, I got my first real job at the new Hilton down Town. I was friends with the Sue chef. I worked at the top at the Beef Barren, I met James Gardner there. We shared the phone both together. I was allowed to see his wonderful smile as he winked at me. I ask my girl Friend Vickie J. if she recognized his voice, as I held the phone so she could hear. On the day I went to get My first real earned paycheck, I hiked home east on Washington street where I was picked up by a Young Very clean Blackman in a New car. After a block or two, he said he had some pot and needed to get rid of it. An asked if I would get rid of it for him. I was stunned I had smoked pot only once and tripped on LSD-25 two times @ 15, so I said yes. He said it was in his room at the hotel on our way. It was behind the white castle on east Washington and Oriental street. He stopped and went into his room. You pulled your car right up to your door at this place, I went through his glove box while he went inside. A normal procedure for me. I found a car rental agreement and shove it into my pocket. He came out and asked me to come to him at the door for a second. He then power lifted me up by one hand on my throat. He did everything to me. I had to beg for lube before he forces his massive black cock into my ass. I total complied with his demands and lived. I instantly called the sheriff and told him what happened. Made a complete police report and gave him the weed. a couple days later he meets me at my bus stop and said he was going to have fun Carving up my family with his knife. I called the sheriff. He said Even though I was underage he Had the right to know his accuser. Now my family would die or I had to drop the charges I was making. I ran away at 15 to “5 weeks in the summer of 69” to Hollywood. I arrived with my twin in tow with .53 each in our pockets on a Lonely Friday evening at the Greyhound station. Five weeks later I headed back to Indy to start 10 grade with $7000.00 in my pocket. I would turn down sex with Rock Hudson TWO times as a bully muscleman was yelling at me to stop. He had been trying to get me to make a GAY porn Movies. I had already stared in a film in Indy @ 13 for a Convicted Pedifile Bob Shots.That made a film and playing cards of xxx sex sense, Of which I did not give my OK. We would have lots of Pictures taken of us at these times without consent, while I had another God Vision when A angel on a horse blew a trumpet at me and advised me to not do what another was trying to do to me. He said that maybe I would grow up to be President some day. I was floored and ran away. By 18 I would have sex with 30 or so Catholic Priest- TV stars Academy award-winning Set designer for BEN HUR. Police officers Mayors. State representatives. You learn fast to read license plates to survive. School teachers. Some clients would do stuff with there own kids in the house. About 4500 individuals. Some were husbands and wifes. There is an Eleventh place of great concern: Happy holy Camp In Indiana. In 1965 our 4th year there There were 2 Brothers that were black men. They were very cruel Stoney was one of the there names. It Is “I”.

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We the people must never forgive or forget the way we have been deceived by the Democratic party/ and the Republican Party. This deceptions is real. That distrust of the citizen started within the Republicans party. No different than a man can become a woman and conceive, can a Republican become a Democrat in order to forgive itself. The lying and abuse by secrecy of those that think they are better than most is wrong and very misleading. The Public Unity Party is the new way to become whole once again as a nation and world leader. Secrecy is death sentence to creating. Vote no contest for Both parties. Donnie Harold Harris Public Unity Party of America. Public Unity is a foundation of co-existence and subtilty. The public party of Indiana is a Political Party; "I," Donnie Harold Harris Started to cause change because of pain from others delivered by hate. hate can be any law passed to control the crowd. Thank you for allowing me to tell you who I am. My story starts a little unusual. I have perfect recall. Kind of like the perfect pitch is in music. This is only possible because of the stomach and brain connection, where emotional memories are stored. Our first brain. I remember everything emotionally. Allowing me never to have to remember anything as it happens. Things stick to me. I am sure the social workers have other causes. For now, I go with what has worked for me so far. Here we go. You are the first to hear my story. I was born on 8/1/1953 @ 6:33 A.M. on Saturday morning. My mother, a teenager, was a 19-year-old named Mary. I was her 7th child. She turned 20 the next day. I am an Identical twin. I was born 3 minutes after My brother, Who disappeared before I was born 3 minutes later, @ 6:33 A.M. August 1st, 1953. My Mom told me, the last time I talked to her before she passed away that she had to yell at the Delivery team several times, during that three minutes, to get them to her side because something was wrong. They had become overwhelmed, saving my twins' life. I was very healthy; he was a sick baby born (Twin To Twin Transfusion Syndrome). Need a blood transfusion and incubator for six months. My survival rate was 10%. His was 1%. We were not supposed to make it. Yet we did. I have visions of three souls traveling down to occupy the two bodies. Not sure who or what happened to the third middle soul. I was stopped for a last-minute briefing by a Higher being, Who was my guardian god, when the middle or third soul shot past me. The first is known this lifetime as Lonnie Darrel Harris, who has been my twin companion for eight other lives over the last 9200 years. This is our ninth and final one, per an old agreement. We have been twins any of those times. After several months of wondering what I had done to him, I was finally reunited, I went to this new life. At about 12 months. My male 14-year-old cousin, a repeating baby sister, had molested me. My mom wondered why a teenage boy would hound her to baby sit, so she watched him to no avail. I recall there were two babies on the bed when he Molested me. I could not roll over on my own. What happened to me was also sad. I have been circumcised against my knowing approval. I carry those scars to this day. By the time I finished 8th grade at 15 with ten years of schooling/2nd grade twice, I would go to 21-grade schools more than once. Live in the guardians' home 5 or 6 times, up to 2 years. The last time there we turned twelve was in the Marion county children's home. Donnie Harold Harris and Lonnie Darrel Harris would live in over 100 houses. Meeting 10,000 other kids. My friends and 100 or so teachers. I am not a Republican but an Ex-Democrat. I have united these two Two into a Unity. One that is for the most in number for any given thing. I believe our rights start at birth with our first breath. Government is a privilege, not a right. At all costs, the babies and children are at the most risk at this writing. Now new form of molestation has become the norm with reconstruction surgery and mind stripping and implanting new identities. The children are the new target of those trying to control our future. We are the citizenry and permanent residents of the planet, not anything in our minds or made up in any way. The government is temporary. Our right to single citizenship is our greater freedom as a human. I do not believe in the slipping costs of a child or the slipping of religion of spitting of citizenship. Be it a city-state country or the whole world. Can you help us all to secure a future for our children? Hello, Welcome home. It is I who shall point out one way we may go. I am Donnie Harold Harris, sent by a God I know as Dad that might help our transition to our home planet bouncy future. On a sunny Saturday morning, Donnie Harold Harris was born on 08/01/1953 at 6:33 A.M., As an Identical twin, Lonnie Darrel Harris born @ 6:30 AM. He was very sick, only making it with the help of an African American Lady that gave him a transfusion. Born at the new specialty hospital for Women Called The Colman Hospital at the later campus of Indiana University Purdue University Indianapolis. The training Doctors of Doctors are the best there are at that time. Thus saving his life. And possibly mine. I, Donnie Harold Harris, was born the seventh child of a teenage mother named Mary. I have met Gods and Demons on this and other planes of existence. I was purposely sent here for a mission from My Dad a God. I was raised in Hell and nurtured by genius. I have waited for the right time for expression. I went to twenty-one grade schools, One junior high and Two High Schools, and four Universities. I was drilled straight by the wonders of the U.S. Army Drill Sargent's care. I would experience torchering's and beatings, and piss-boarding. I had to endure turpentine poured into my asshole. I lived the hate of the poor American child firsthand. I was Raped and assaulted nine times before I was sixteen. The three that stand out in my gut are rape by two different cousins as a baby. Buddy Huddleston An Ronnie Harris. Both dead as younger men. A Rape by a Catholic Priest, at nine years old, changing my life's course to this day. I had only attended church once, close to the general hospital where I believed I was born. By 18, I would have been sexually used by 20 to 25 Catholic priests. Including the one that would later Marry me, my Catholic wife. Father Morley Who introduced (trafficked) me to his brother Bud Morley. One Priest took me and my twin to me to Ca. Stopping along the way to pimp us out for cash. Worst yet, I was Captured and forced raped by a military soldier at 15 in the summer of 69. After turning him into the local police, who betrayed my childish belief that police protected children was put to the test. The rapist soldier threatened to murder my whole family with a hunting knife if I did not drop the charges. Telling the sheriff of this recent confrontation handling my case suggested I did that. So I dropped the charges as if I did not matter. Stating he was out of jail on bond, awaiting trial for a like charge at another Army base. They did as the catholic church moved the rapist around to different locations. After the Priest rape, I would be led down a road of Sexuality unknown to most people. I was passed around to several Catholic priests and other clergies, up to about 20 locals, and trafficked to Hollywood for more. Where every John, was a movie producer or film director. I became convinced this was my calling until a Loud booming voice changed my direction on Hollywood Boulevard. In the summer of 1969, the most famous movie star, Rock Hudson, tried to pick me up two times in July 1969 for child sex, i was only fifteen at that time. I had been trafficked by 2000 or so johns, from Indianapolis. to Malibu Beach- Mexico, up to San Francisco. I knew the world was in trouble when a guy like Rock Hudson picked up fifteen years old for sex. It all came together when I heard once again Gabriel's voice. I had established a maximum of never going where I did not know how to get back or where I was going. I turned him down. Twice. That was the second time I heard God asking me a question. I have to know about it from that day on. What if you were to become president someday? I had dreamed of becoming a scientist since a child to now. I never considered anything else. I was a long haired, run-a-way 15-year-old little boy. I would turn down a wilder-than-I-could-imagine a sex party with two girls on Hollywood Blvd. With a small Charlie Manson following behind. I would meet him once again at pandora's box at sunset. twice Like Rock Hudson I turned him down. This was two week before the Tate/ other murders in Hollywood, Ca.. We had Villa street and Indianapolis and the children's home there in common. I did not know how I would get back to Hollywood, so I passed on the orgy request. Young girls were a dime a dozen on Hollywood boulevard at that time. Life moved on. I watched the moon landing on a white nine inch black and white T.V. in a front window of a pawn shop on Hollywood boulevard. I watched as the Astronaut said that one small step for mankind; and such. Then i flew back to Indy. A new man, a worldly man. All my cherries had been popped before i was 16.