Ahura Mazda – Page 2 – Donnie Harold Harris

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Making your mark or going out in flames.

Posted on 11/22/2023 by Public Unity Party of "America."

Everyone except those unforchant to be born with a handicap lives are born with a life plan with an overall purpose. That purse is decided before birth in the rebirth canal. This is a spiritual DNA of sorts. We, every single one, are born with it. A destiny like fate. Like location and race, sex, dispassion, and analogy. There are reasons one is born where they are. Roll with it. This is where a Universal destine creats from. This lost footing is the root cause of most mental illness that are phycosomatic. A yet unaligned spiritual DNA is the life plan. A pattern of growth on the mental-emotion bridge. The re-birth canal in the journey from many mansions or heaven down to hell on Earth. You lose your foot because of the layers of abuse in daily existence. Know different than any planet with weather or animal of thirst. A drive to survive is Universal. When that survival is impeded by a steep mountain where one loses self in the mix of the climb, you develop a condition of your existence. They can be minimal or significant, like a congenital disability. Let’s say a tree is in the forest. It must fight or grow in the direction of the sun. Yet it still needs water and ground to make it. You are affected when the trail is too steep or filled with other life that will devour you. The re-birth canal is the journey from heaven to Hell that causing a life of unlimited possibilities, or spiritual life. When one is born there is momma and a family within families of race and overall humankind. If there is no one you die to start over again. There is no personal cause until you start to Make it so.

donnie harold harris

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. It’s kind of like the perfect pitch is in music. This is only possible because of the stomach and brain, 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. I am 666= 18=9 by name. I am 811953 by birth=9, by my birthday. I am 6:33 AM =3AM by time. ( A= amendend / M= motion. I am the amender of motion. 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. Mom told me she had to yell at the Delivery team several times 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 with T to T to T to S(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. I’m not sure who or what happened to the third middle soul. I was stopped for a last-minute briefing by a Higher being when the middle one 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. He is a music savant. This is our ninth and final one, per an old agreement. After several months of wondering what I had done, we were finally reunited, We went to this new life. At about 12 months. My male 14-year-old cousin, a repeating baby sister, had molested me. 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. 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 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 friend and 100 or so teachers. I am not a Republican but an Ex-Democrat. I have united Two into a Unity. One that is for the most in number for any given thing. But like a sick body, sometimes cancer must be cut out. Why is there sickness? How have we evolved into a paranoid of humanity? Why are women less than men? Why are there two races now blended into many? Yet sex and race Two sexes, two races trying to be one? White race mind/ black race animal. It takes both to evolve. It takes a Male impenitent/ female black hole. Creator of the allness of everything. The many animals becoming humanized? Why do we, shot first, and ask questions later? 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. The Jewish believe so to personal grief. A new form of molestation has become the norm with reconstruction surgery and mind stripping and implanting new identities. I want to thank all players of the useless and sublime. It is now time to become whole again. 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. We are the super-mind of The Universe. Our right to single citizenship is our greater freedom as a human. I do not believe in the slippery costs of childhood. The slipt religion of split citizenship. Be it a city-state country or the whole world. Can you help us all to secure a future for our children? A body, of any human starts with a seed and egg uniting together for a greater cause. Slitting and dividing continuously until it reaches a state of complete harmony it becomes aware of Momma, Then pappa, Then the family, the household the local groups of mankind, to the ways of a whole world. Where is the breakdown? Hello, Welcome home. Is not the kidney China, The mind America, the stomach Japan? Are we not part of something larger, yet alive in the sand? It is I who shall point out one way we may go. It is you who with children in hand will go to God’s paradise land. I am Donnie Harold Harris, sent by a God that might help your transition to your home planet. 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. He was very sick, only making it with the help of an African-American Lady who gave him a transfusion. 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 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, Two High Schools, and four Universities. I was drilled straight by the wonders of the U.S. Army Drill Sergeant’s care. I would experience torture, beatings, and piss-boarding. I had to endure turpentine poured into my asshole. I lived the hated life 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 and Ronnie Harris both are now dead). A Rape by a Catholic Preist at nine years old At a bowling ally in the basement of a glorious church, Sacred Heart Catholic Church in Indianapolis, Indiana. an offer of safe play deceived to become, rape by a Catholic Preist hand. #Ally This changed my life’s course to this day. I had only attended church once, close to the general hospital where 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, to my Catholic wife. Father Morely and his brother Bud Morely were both pedophiles. One was also a crooked criminal. One took 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 in, to the local police, he threatened to murder my whole family if I did not drop the charges. Telling the sheriff handling my case suggested I did just that. So, I dropped the charges as if I did not matter. Stating he was out of jail on bond, awaiting trial for a semester 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. Another, John, was a movie producer. 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. I had been trafficked by 2000 or so johns, from Indpls. to Malibu Beach- Teawonnia, 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, Rock Hudson, 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 I was a child. I never considered anything else. I was a hairy, run-a-way 15-year-old little boy. I had piercing blue-green eyes that would look threw anything. I had no fear. Lonnie had a strange ability to not feel any pain. We were indeed two strange boys. Where did the third one go? I would turn down a wilder-than-I-could-imagine-sex party with two girls on Hollywood Blvd. I was fifteen they were beautifully strange young hippy girls of 18 or so years of age, being tailed by a small Charlie Manson following ten feet behind. I would meet him once again at Pandora’s box at sunset later that week. It was July 1969 days before the event… We had Villa Street and Indpls and the children’s home in common. I did not know how to return to Hollywood, so I passed on the orgy. I had street smarts. One was a do not go past go unless you know where you’re going to and how you will get back to Go again. So I passed. On The second encounter, they did not ask me to go with them.

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Origin of pedophile¹
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Donnie Harold Harris 666: The way it is.

If one goes back into existence, One will8153 discover in its simplest terms that Humankind is Like a body formed from One cell or one, Adding an Eve or egg to create a new single cell with everything within it. The entire Universe. This one cell grows or explodes into existence as a human being. One cell at a time, copying and pasting its way into reality. It contained all the latest updates and upgrades. It continues into the formation of Unions, creating self-organs with particular purposes and duties. Some are self-directed. Some need the consciousness of a Human. The body becomes complete, only to be expelled from a black hole called a womb into the light. Taking its first breath, it unites the unknowable to the knowable. Zoroasterizm! Then it starts to grow. Within a short time, it may be telling you what to do. Because it has been doing that since conception. Like organs, Segragating and forming unions of self-protection adds to itself through Knowledge of the senses and the mind. The experience and later facts United into practical Knowledge and wherewithal organs. Religion kicks in with its unknown qualities, and life is the unknown. The old past is forged into the present. One has experiences that will grow into a lifetime. Is this shit real or made up? Wonder expells into disbelief. Opposites appear out of nowhere. The game is afoot. Then, with our reason, one starts to connect and add to the experience to understand higher or lower hidden causes and Deceit. One wonders if religion is a Placebo, after all. Or a reverse placebo behind a wall? My story… I was born the 7th child of a teenager named Mary. My dad was a simple carpenter named Virgil. I would have three more brothers after me, totaling 10: seven sons and three daughters. My mom was 23, my dad 25. I was molested at one-year-old by a male cousin. At five, I was kidnapped and forced to be a teenage boy. Moved to the safety of an Aunt and Uncle. Their son daily molested my twin and me as we turned six. This was the hidden location where my twin had been moved to. We had been born with TTTS. Twin To Twin Transfusion syndrome. Our survival rate was 1% 10%. Through the grace of God, we both made it. He was saved by the Blood Transfusion of a Black woman who gave him her blood that Saturday at 6:30 / 66:33 after our births. We were separated at birth. He lived in an incubator for six months. I went home with momma. We were reunited at 12 months or so. Then he was gone again. He was much smaller than me until about 8. Then, we would meet the worst stepmom from hell. We were daily taunted, tested, humiliated in private and publicly in front of other children, beaten with belts, raze straps, switches, slaps, and fists, and held down and had turpentine poured into our rectums. My dad and stepmom decided to tie the knot a few weeks before Easter 1965. I would have my second religious experience when I watched a tornado come down the street at me on Palm Sunday at 6 am

I ordered the Tornado to disperse. It did. April 11, 1965. Known as the Palm Sunday tornadoes. The marriage was on March 5, and the can-kicking was on April 17. The day between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. In six weeks, I would watch my dad get married to a Devil. Control the weather out of dispairing, kick a can down a road out of fatigue, and get raped by a Priest pretending to be a medical Doctor. I was ordered not to cross any street and thus walked into the parking lot of a Catholic Church and two Catholic Priests from Hell. That had been mistaken for Gods or at least Angles. A fight that began and never has stopped. My first contact with Gods and Devils was at four when I went to church for the first time. I Knew of Jesus and talked with him while crossing a humming bridge by the hospital where I was born. I learned of the Devil at church and met him as we returned across the humming bridge. A humming bridge sounds different depending on your tires and the direction you’re going. Both were over the water on opposite sides of the bridge on the same river. White River. They seemed the same with different outfits on. It was floating up in the air out over the water. Then it happened. I had my first mental crash at 12 or 13. I went to Sunday school when I heard the man upfront tell all of us children that once God closed the door on you, it was closed for good. I knew I was doomed. I went to the restroom and escaped out a window in a fit of spiritual rage. I called God out. I called him everything I could muster. Then, a Horseman and a chariot appeared in the sky above me, out front to the right. He had three Horses That looked like no horse I had ever seen. My twin and I had been chased once By a man and his son on horses. Off west Washington past the airport. We jumped into a frozen creek to not be run over. Their eyes seemed to look in all directions at once. Their nostrils were flared, and smoke came out. I was sure God had sent an angel to destroy me. I pointed at him like I had done to the Torando and commanded him to stop. What else could I do? He stopped, then another and a third Chariot, rider, and Horses showed up. They talked and were trying to decide how to take me down. I had stopped yelling to God and watched this as usual. They told me I was out of line and had to be restrained. I asked for a higher judgment when A fourth horseman arrived with six or seven horses. He was on the left side of my front view. It was facing the other three. He calmed them on my behalf. It was decided something must still be done when all four went silent as I became aware that the sun of bright sunshine appeared over my left shoulder behind me. I did not dare turn around. He said to the leader give him three wishes. The fourth horseman did, and they all disappeared. This all happened right out front of this church on South Belmont Street in Indianapolis, The one I had climbed out of the basement window. I would have to remove coins from the church and return them to the donation bowl. We were blocks from the Eli Lilly compound. The location is where Mother Mary Days later on Kentucky Ave by the Eli Lilly plant. Picked me up in her car, filled with a galaxy of planets floating through her car. She said I had been awarded by God three wishes. I was sure I had gone quite mad, but I played along. I told her I wanted to use two of those three wishes now. I tried to put Mother Mary on the spot. I tested the wish thing a few days later, late one night. I desire to have Superman-like powers. I flew into my existing biological body several times. I ran city blocks in two or three steps. It was a one-night deal. There was another mental torture setback, and I used my second wish to meet Mother Mary- I wanted to know what was up with her priest Raping, My twin, and me. I asked to meet her son, Jesus. I have the same wish. I finally met Jesus years later on Sunset Blvd. In Hollywood, CA. Late one night. We talked about Ethics and its meaning. I have yet to use the third wish. What if it does not work? My life would be invalidated. Donnie Harold Harris Candidate for U.S.Senate Indiana 2022

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Whats religion got to do with it?

Quote• Posted on 03/11/202211/11/2023 by Public Unity Party of "America."

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In the beginning of time…

Posted on 11/18/201911/19/2019 by Public Unity Party of "America."

I looked up from my chair to notice a being coming forward. A stranger, yet, I know him. I returned my glance looking out and over my domain of 166,000,000 being left in my care. A higher calling was once again stirring in my mind. The single being said, You are are needed. I left my domain in a heart beats time. I traveled upstream to meet with my director and was advised it was now time for a mission I was unprepared for. Yet, I went freely. It was A God, A being, a higher being than I, had asked my help once again. I had been watching and had several visits to the distant place, a planet of confussion eight other times. This would be my ninth trip down here. A special planet , an incubator if you will where the possibilities were unparalleled in the universes that I was aware of. A place where one could layer experience in levels of play. As stated in the “Bhagavad Gita”You could build layers of a self on top of each other. As if a Cornice Sea shell. A place where the strongest emotion could change everything for every other being there. As in Arts sciences mind & control, plus A thing called enlightenment. A curious state of mental existence that could free up a being lond enough to clean up himself. Cleaning up of souls. These layer were interconnected like water fire or air is to everything. There seemed to be a missing link in the setup. Beings dive into a new body at first breath to be meet by unknowingness. A washing away all experience of a previous self. Something was wrong with the flow and trapped so many souls down into believing that they were the Body with a soul. It is the two parts envisioned by Zoroasteria. A soul with everything else. Minds included. Only two of eight of eight parts, a body family others all the rest others. All living life all unaware of stuff or every other thing not alive. Become a rock or a race car some time. A soul spirit ,You, then God . The latter continues up and down from these into both directions. It is quite scary full of uncertainty. The missing part, As one feels his was up in life through a mother, a father that are needed for balance of Minds and emotional self. Brothers and sister were like distant planets of other bodies. One could create a whole new world with a wife. Experiencing others working toward a greater success for all. Not just for now but for all past present and Future lives. The mind became miss-guided my different version of the single self by differing layers of minds expersing themselves as independant Ideals. Causing not only self destruction insanity and self indulgence. Wars Pestulants Greed and finally Hate. War and death to all is the final salution. Wars were waged tens of tens of Millions lives would be lost in a small amount of time. Successful importance being placed only on the here and now. I had been down there to this planet many times in the past. I paired my self with a twin on eight other visits. I was given advice by a being at the moment of the final entry into the body being born. Normal protocol is to enter on the first breath. Yet this time something was wrong. As I was being giving last minute advise a being shot past me behind the other mirror being that was to be my twin once again. Our nineth and final pairing. I shot after him as the three of us wrestled the poor woman having us. A 19 year year old girl named Mary, I would be her 7Th child. A father carpender. She was still a teenager. Being born into the lowest caste at that time. Severe poverty. At the last moments I tried to shelter the other twin, Her 6th child, but failed. He struggled for many months in an incubator trying to survive. Needing a blood transfusion complicated the birth. Only a black woman would step forward giving him his life back. She was a saint. He is a warrier. Together, he made it. My protector my guide was going to be fine. Or so I thought. I casted the other being out to the edge of the universe… Hello world; It is “I.” donnie harold harris. Born in poverty at 6.33 Am on a Saturday August first 1953 General Hospital In Indianapolis Indiana. The crossroads of America, crossroads of the world. Lets play… I have waited for 66 years to play.

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Is the Catholic Church Supporting Rape? Sacred Heart of Jesus Catholic Church, Union Street, Indianapolis, IN.46225

Posted on 01/22/201910/26/2020 by Public Unity Party of "America."

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Hell-o, My name is Donnie Harold Harris. I was born in Indianapolis, In. at 6.33 Am on 08-01-1953 I was born as the seventh Child of a teenage mother named Mary. My Mother had 10 children in 9 1/2 years. Getting molested by a Family friend @ 12 3/4 years old. My life became a empirical defiant act to survive. I was assaulted three times before this rape on my personal religious and spiritual self. Called a higher self. Shove it up where, What FATHER? When I became born into this place called Hell-Eden, I came willingly upon a great mission, sent By the Highest of High Holiest of all Gods. The God of GOD(s). Brahman sent forth 3 of his sons to settle this class as it graduates into the Mainstream of Full existence and awareness. I arrived 8-1-53 7.29 AM Into the lowest class of mankind, The white race, @ the crossroads of America crossroads of the world. Before Leaving the Hospital as the 7TH child of a Teenage girl named Mary and The son of a Carpenter named Virgil. I was born an Identical twin with TTT-S. I would not see him again until almost 1 year later. I would be Viciously Sexual Attacked with my Dick cut on. A circumcision is an unneeded act of Hate by those that have spread it threw out the world. My first Cable to God Is about those That Hate the Most, The JEW. I was born fully aware, with full recall of my past 8 lives Here. By the Time I was 8 months old I would Have my second attack by a male cousin, Buddy Huddlestone, Dad side. By 4, I would Be kidnapped and Forced Once again to suck Dick. This time I received The Load. Police were called. I thought they came after me when they showed up at the front door, as was warned by the rapist. We were so poor we moved over 100 times before I was 12. I went to 21 Grade schools, meet 1000 kids and 100 plus teachers. Then We moved once again to the near south-side when I was 9 or so to the corner of Arizona and St.Charles(1401) street. ( document located showing this is the address on my dad’s marriage certificate to Larry Blankenship in 1963 before I was 10 and 1,. Up from the Sacred Heart Catholic Church. Where WE were tricked by 2 priests to go into the basement of the church where I was sexually assaulted by the priest all dress in their fanciest outfits. Why did God have this done to me? Growing up in poverty is not noticed by most. Before I was 12 over 1/2 of My life was spent with cardboard in my shoes to keep the rocks out of the holes there in them. Free milk and cheese. Yes, Please. This time when we move into the Area of Sacred Heart Catholic Church In Indianapolis, Indiana would be a Whole changer. I had been on a Quest to Find The Peace of Shit “God” that was responsible for this section of The larger game. I have found only Minor players. Jesus, Socrates, Buddha, Shiva, Mohammad, and lots of sick scientists. So Far the Peace of Shit is undetectable. I shall have to force his Hand to Prod him out. Like the mind, prob’s the body when there is a pain to find the cause, god is tracking this s.o.b. Upon moving into the house on the southeast corner, I would play kick the can with another down the street to the north side of the Sacred Heart Church Parking lot. Then I had a Religious awaking. Moving up and out of the church came about 2 Priest in full glorious ornamental dress. It was early and we were kicking the can in the church parking lot outside. I was sure This was what God had me to Wait for. 2 kings of God himself. The 2 of us went willingly into the church after they ask if we would like to go Bowling in the basement of the church. We followed like beaten down children would be living and growing up in such caused condition. I was told to remove my shoes to bowl in my socks. When I went to remove my holy shoes, the priest spotted the large holes in my socks. He then talked and he said that he was also a Medical Doctor and wondered if I had ever been examined by a doctor. Next thing I knew all my clothes were off. I was Touched all over. There was Probing into my asshole with his fingers. I do not know if it was his dick in there or not. I was now afraid for my life. After which I was Given new underwear socks and possibly a tee shirt as full payment. God Had decided That my role Now was one of Sexuality in this World. The basic cause of all Hate. This single experience would allow me to Meet Movie Stars, Academy award winners, Politician and Judges and Police. I would live @ 15, in 1969, one block away from Ricky Nelson. I partied in The Home of the CEO of The girl scouts of America ( still have the picture of me at the pool, That was next store to The President of The United States Ronald Reagan In Bell Air, Ca. Elvis lived up the street. Elvis lived there as did Micheal Jackson.Twenty-Five or so priest. Most local in Indy. Maybe you were Raped in Indy as Well. I would like that we set up a group to publish their Names. I will start with the only one I still Know of. The pope estimates the number of people still living that were Raped by the church staff over 1,000,000 and counting. Father Morley and His ——- from St.Jude. I was with a school board member when I was 13 who later watched as I was forced to suck a dick in front of him.later becoming Nixon’s Golden boy. More about that in my book. of
Indpls, 1 Attorney General and Lots of Cock sucking local @ state politicians millionaire and business owners. Over 4,000 or so. Why am I doing this now. Politic and The Level of Hate directed at the Lowest states of man. The Poor the Black the Indian and The new people. This is what I have done. Because of the New Pope and his decree that he wanted the victims of Child Rape to come forward and be made whole again. I decided to contact the local church and make them aware of what i was involved in. I was very trouble That they attacked me The Victim. I have letters. After a few months asking God for Guides, I recontacted them. I was 6-ish years old not Catholic and Had never been in a church in my life at that time that I know of except as a small child and a trip to a local black church. They actually said that if I after 55 years of peaceful coexistence ( I was married Catholic and my kids went to Catholic school. St. Jude) could not recall the name of the said priest, I could go Fuck MYSELF. I decided That was not going to work this time. The Pope said make it known. In the 60/70 There was double-digit priest having sex with children. These children now grown Need to come forward If the future is to be better for those yet to come. I recontacted the Lady at the Local church headquarters when I was told that this is not a Indiana Run Catholic Church. I contacted St. Louis Brother who advised me If I proceeded It would require a Full investigation ON ME. Yes can you believe that. On me. I said after meditating I would co-operate 100%. He said they would do the same. I agreed to the 8 session in Greenwood with their Social worker. I gave her 100%. I allowed her Complete access to my Prized Confidential Files down at the local VA. I meet With the Investigate in a public location in Greenwood. She was From Bloomington IN. Trace Investigations. I had my ID ready. I asked for Her’s. She said it was in the car. I made a verbal agreement with her to 100% co-operate for a copy of her Report about me. She agreed on tape to do so. She later Lied and Said her boss would need to do it. I have yet to get a copy. She also mentioned the word Lawyers. The first time in months of talks and she said there Lawyers in Chicago would need to receive it. I asked, Then I guess I should have gotten a Lawyer? Therefore I do not expect a true look at my shit. Next Tuesday, The local People at the church will look over this Great Hidden Part of Local Church Life and if me and the Other Child That was Raped That morning 55 years ago in The Basement of The Sacred Heart Catholic Church shall receive restitution. How about you, Get Raped By GOD? Part 2 What does Rape do to you and All those you know or will we ever Know. How is your husband cheated, children altered etc. Restitution By God, is the only clear way out of this nightmare. Go tell. Now.

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"Action" is the denial of everything else except the act.

Posted on 09/11/201809/24/2018 by Public Unity Party of "America."

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. I had been circumcised. While still a baby unable to roll over yet I was molested by a cousin helping out. His Name was Buddy Huddleston. I was gauged. 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 f the family. Another male teen cousin ( a register child rapist today) would do massages that included placing with him and US. This happened almost daily for several months Until my twin showed his dick to the girls that lived next store. Going back to moms we would begin to go to 21 Grade schools some more than once. We moved over 100 times. 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 assessment a pile of Mail unopened by a burning trash barrel. I picked the stack up and started to 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. 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 hid 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. That’s 4. 2. Part 5. My dad married the horrifically frightful woman maned Larry. She would beat us with switches and The old fashion style raiser strap. She ( Larry) would hold us down and pour Tirbinetine directly into our assholes for bedwetting that started when we moved in with her. This went on for years. 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. 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. 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: #SacredHeartCatholicChurch In Indianapolis, In Suddenly out of Know where 2 GOD like men in Colorful robe’s and A hat came somehow out of the suddenly of the church. 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 Tornado Incident. When I took off my shoes, I had on wholly 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 Classically separated from me during this Rape. I did not see what happened to this little boy that had no possibilities to survive now being Raped Like me… 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. We moved across town to Cottage courts. I became a paperboy. 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. 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 took a single roll of quarters. I never stole only to survive. He left by the front door only to Instantly exploded through the back door. I was going to Jail. 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. The Catholic Priest Encounter changed my entire life.

donnie harold harris, Moo, Public party of Indiana

Soon I will be Dead. I want you to know this.

Posted on 12/09/201711/19/2019 by Public Unity Party of "America."

Underwear Model.Catholic Church. When I was born there were 3 of us that can down from heaven that morning. I watched a Lonnie Darrel Harris came down first. I was to follow but at the last moment a Messenger from a Higher source called me off the Induction line for a last second explanation from The almighty. During these few movement I was a Second soul I did not know following Lonnie. I did not ask this being who had cut into the line and was his advise a simple distraction to me? Lonnie and I, Donnie where born august 1, 1953 in Indianapolis @ 6 :30 AM sharp / 6.33. we were 3 minutes apart. We were born with had been born twins 8 other times. This last time would finish up or twin Karma, and now at the last instant an unknown cut into our line. I shot down the shut so fast I slammed into the Birth cycle itself. Only to Find Lonnie and the other Soul. A three way battle begain. Soon I was alone. I became En-Turbulented. We were born with T to T to T syndrome. Lonnie was not to make it but did due completely to the medical staff of the day at the General Hospital in Indy. A saint a Black woman stepped for for his life saving transfussion. Neede to live threw the day. It would take 6 to eight months to rejoin Lonnie never to Know what had happened to the Hijacker. I now recall where I cast him to. I will go get him after tis body dies. After birth I find myself in grandest of Grief and tremendous loss. Until I was reunited with him only to become moving sexual targets till now. Lonnie has never heard this story. Once again @ 8 or so we moved again to west Indianapolis where Lonnie and I were assaulted by a Farmer and his 2 Kids who where on horse back. They would chase us with there horse until they ran us in to a creek Where I fell threw the Ice. It would be my Hero Lonnie that pulled me out that morning. We went Home frozen to a no caring home. I could no longer take it. I called God onto The Carpet. Three things Happened. First Giant locusts Descend down n me from Heaven They were 10 to 12 Inches long and Fat like a hot dog. They descended on me in the back Yard I fought them off alone that morning in the Back Yard. Second a swarm of bee big one began to attack me Only to change at the last moment and attack a young girl child in the yard next store at the fence line watching me in the Tall grass in our back yard. I could not find a single killed locust in the grass. She would be taken by ambulance to the Hospital with 67 or so bee stings. I had run into a small shed at the rear of the Property only to have The king bee Fly threw the solid door to within inches of My face. At 8 I had know choice but to get into communication with him. I conversed with him, telling him I was the Good guy. They almost Killed the little girl next store instead of me. Man This God was a Ruff one on this Planet. It nature I was up against. Lonnie would be Evaluated for a week or 2 by a Dr. of the head to determine why he pee’d in bed. We then Moved to This is at Collage Ave, Fletcher street and East street. It was here where I discovered at 11 That there was a Being being a Group of Tornadoes That had descended from the west up East street causing me to turn and Run for My life only to decide it would be better to turn and confront Them/him. It was Palm Sunday, 1965. I was somehow out in the streets at 5 AM a small child Directing the weather. I ran Home. Know one ever knew. Soon after this time we Ended up at The Sacred Heart Catholic Church area off south Meridian Street Where the 2 of us were Raped by Gods Men, The priest there. From there we went west again to An amassing area At Belmont and Miller street. I was molested by my own brother Bobby at that time. His has passed now and was fully forgiven.. He was my rock anyway. I decide it was time to go back to church once again after my first experience with church at 4 or so. I was now eleven and became a paperboy to escaped the Evil step mom. My dad a local musician was gone all the time leaving us with this monster. I regress, I First Learned about This Planet and its God I was 4 or 5. One Sunday morning a shiny new car arrived at our house just west of the 10 street humming bridge going over White River past the General Hospital where we were Born. Just as we started to cross this Bridge a Humming vibration Caused That god to become completely exposed to me. he did not seem That bad. Somehow a Black family had picked me up in their lovely car and cared enough to take me to what was to be known as god’s house. This was all explained to me in the back set as I looked God directly in the Eye as we crossed the bridge. They did not notice this. The church was just north of the hospital and east a few blocks. Reverend Harrison church I think… On the trip home from This trip as we came back to the humming bridge the Black-man told me about the devil. Of who I had never heard of. The humming going back was a different pitch from the other God’s sound in a way. As he talked the River turned red and Dance into a sprouting Fountain of Blood Red as This Being made himself known to Me. We did this eye ball to eye ball thing. They did not seem to notice. Now 6 or so years later I summed up the backbone to go back into a christian church. After a few Sunday session I exploded in activity that is with me every single day sense. The pastor had 2 daughter my age. Beautifully dress in beautiful new Dresses ever Sunday. Yet all he did was beg for money. I never had a penny, I had yet to start being a paperboy. We would be asked to go to a kids room for our church lessen in the lower floor. I was so Embarrassed That I would take a few coins out of a can that was being passed for a kid collection an violently threw them back into the can. But Then it happened. This man Told some story That God once he shut the door on you you were locked out of heaven for eternity. As comely as I could I got up and went to the bathroom. I was wasting my time then because the door must be shut on me. I went into the lower floor bathroom and climb out a very small window there. I did not want anyone to see this sinner. As soon as I stepped out side I exploded with a rage so fierce of All this life had brought to me-too us so far. I again called God out onto the carpet. Instead I watched in assessment as the sky turned colors and when the sky was Red I heard the trumpets and became instantly enlightened. Three beings on horse appear in the southwestern sky. To this day I have never read the bible or Koran. Yet I have mastered 9 philosophies. Meeting many dead people and saints and God like beings all here for the big show about to begin;finally. The horses could see in all directions at once. There teeth were of note. As if they could chew threw anything. The gods each here dressed differently. as the 3 converged over my head off in a distance up to the right of me anout 400 feet away. Moving in my direction. I once again total them to stop as I did the Tornadoes. We had a long talk that was over in seconds When It was determined it was not yet the time for the 4th Horseman to arrive. He was somewhere in the distance behind me as I confronted them. Was it “I”. He seemed to calm the other three as if he was in charge. He rode a white horse. I did not see this last horse. He was behind me. The agreement was decided upon. I was to get 3 wishes to make thing right. Just like aladdin and his lamp. I turned and walked a block home after a release of universal rage that was within myself. I pondered my new abilities. I decided to see If I had finally gone nuts. I test out my skills. I wish to be just like Superman. wish 1. I would fly in the air over trees and down the street. It was scary because you still had to know how to fly. I ran like superman down Miller street at night sometimes. I would leap a single block in only 2 or 3 steps. I never have used the 3rd wish. I keep it as the last of the last hope for me, for mankind. Then something happened when I made my second wish. I asked to meet Jesus and his Mother Mary. My own mothers name. She would have me as her last child as a teenager. I was her 7th child before she was 20. Her 4th son. I would be 1 of 10 children. On one Saturday my evil step mom forced me to take the longest way to a store to buy meat one Saturday morning. This was soon after meeting 3 horseman in the sky and given the 3 wishes. When I reach Kentucky ave and Miller street I was passionately crying and a real mess when a Lady pulled her car over off this highway (67), Kentucky avenue. Just past Eli Lilly Plant, to help me. She offered me a ride, in her car to the meat market. Wiping away the tears in my eyes I realized there were planets in orbit in her car. Thousands of other thing that were alive. I realized I was in the car with Mother Mary. I somehow was once again transformed. She dropped me off at the meat store. I did not compledenplate the second part of the second wish until I was 23 or so On the street of Hollywood Ca. When I meet Jesus on a corner where we disused ethic and abilities of everyone one night early in the morning. Now at 66 and a billion or 2 experiences of everything imaginable that man has put me/us threw I am ready to give up once again as I discover Unbelievable Personal betrayal going backwards for years and years. I have stopped all medicine for my heart blood and body. I now experience the deeps of Sadness and loneliness and betrayal we all must go threw. Shall I take the 3rd wish back to heaven with me? Or shall I use it to save mankind? I will I have to decide each and every single individual is to stay alive after the die. It Is “I”.