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The devil is despised.

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What is needed for America to survive? We need to cancel 2/3 of the laws passed over the last 150 years. Since an assassin killed Lincoln. We need to legalize all drugs; all and tax. We need to give 100% assistence to all babies through the care of their biological mothers with the DNA fathers of the children. Both parents must approve all school choices for children under 18. No child without both parents will need the other parent’s OK to enter a school. The people cover all medical costs for the delivery and health care of children. All single crimes must receive no prison time if victimless. All borders are closed until further notice. A higher authority must approve all police action before it is carried out. All prisons must release all non-violent offenders except pedos who have the worst of victims. Traffic police work must be wound down to electronics and surveillance within 2 years—no driving traffic stops. We must treat ourselves better by treating others better. Churches no longer have tax-exempt status on properties. Thanks to the bad examples of the Church of Scientology and the Catholic Church’s property scams. If they cannot survive by the good book, then it is not a good book. All churches will have to follow local, state, and federal laws, as each citizen does. The rape of children will be unacceptable, and a very harsh punishment must be given out. Until they slow down to a trinkle. Christianity will be the Religion of chioce for Most. The nature of the faiths must be studied, and their differences dissolved, or they will dissolve. All homeowner fees, taxes, and other measures to strip wealth from owners who have played fair will be dissolved and invalidated. The priorities go to Babies and health care, mothers and food, fathers and stable work, and the families and groups that support families. All fake food will be forbidden, and seeding clouds will be illegal, with harsh penalties. Governments are powerless to abuse the people in any way, from building inspectors and educational specialists to local police. The power is with the people, not the government. All current politicians will need to account for their wealth, and we need to stop being the world bank and welfare country to them. All illegal items will be removed from our lands. There is no need for restitution for any past deeds. We are equal as of now. Donnie Harold Harris for 2028, The Public Unity Party of America for president. Independent owing to know one. But God Almighty. No Religion will have secret stuff of any type. All-out ethical pricing at all levels will be considered disrespectful of the people they serve. All medical doctors will need to be retrained in a non-pharmaceutical style.

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‘Look, it is a God.’

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As I looked out in the direction of my all, I noticed something moving in my direction. I was a bright light with brilliance unclouded, Unclaring. I said to my next self, ‘Look, it is a God.’ Coming to see me. I greeted the being and asked why it was here. My 144,000,000 selves were standing in perfect harmony. All look at us. There were parts of my total self. He said it was time once again to return to Earth—a possible prison planet for those with loose screws and other mental and spiritual conditions. Physicalness was no longer critical. We all had agreed to be as we were—a Larger self of our smaller selves. I had no emotional attachment to this trip, but I knew it was vital. The time had come to complete the overall plan that God had decided. I would once again be paired with my favorite Earthling and fellow 8-time twin. I was whisked away without any interruption. The light god directed me to a tunnel of light, and as my twin arrived, he stopped me after he had let me into the tunnel. He whispered into my ear a commandment. Then, without warning, a third being shot by us both behind my twin. I followed in pursuit. Then I realized it was a birth channel, and suddenly I was pushed out as a new baby. Lonnie Darell harris, as he would be named, was born prematurely and came out second. The middle being was a ghost rider—one who enters the womb at birth without taking a body. Lonnie had a 1% chance of survival, and I had a 5% chance of survival. But we were lucky.A new hospital had just been opened for women with pregnancy trouble by Dr. Colman, who had lost his own daughter in childbirth. They saved us both that Saturday at 6:30 and 6:33 AM on August 1, 1953. Both are named 666. Lonnie Darell Harris and Donnie Harold Harris. You will see why that is an essential part of the story later. We were born with something called TTT, Twin to Twin Transfusion Syndrome. He went to an ICU and had a life-changing blood transfusion from a Black American Lady. He was saved. After a few months, we would be reunited. I thought I had killed my old friend. We went to stay at our dad’s brother’s house, where the troubles all started. I would not even be old enough to roll over when I was sexually assaulted by a teenage boy who was a first cousin. Never allow a male to babysit a baby. Then my other cousin was inappreciative of me and did sexual stuff with us both. This was when we were in the first grade, and I was in the second grade: two molesters and one uncle who liked to show me his dick, hard, but never touched me. My mother was a teenager when she had us. She was 19 and turned 20 the next day. I was her 7th child, 4th son. She was molested at 12, had a child when she was 13, and then had a total of 10 children before she was 23. One brother passed away at 6 months old from pneumonia after a broken window in our house in the wintertime. After being serially molested by Ronnie, a first cousin, we went through the courts to live with our dad, who was going to get married in a year to Larry, a German Jew, and a stepmother. We were pathetic little boys having to eat dog food to survive at this house. Then they were allowed to marry, and we moved up the street from Heaven on Earth. Or at least I thought it was. It was the largest church I had ever seen—Sacred Heart Catholic Church in Indianapolis’ south side. Every first weekend, we got up and went outside and played kick the can. We had no toys and a few marbles. But we had plenty of cans. Our orders are not to cross any street. We were nine. It was easter weekend and we were high on our new life. Then tragedy hit. We kicked the can south down a street to an open parking lot of the Sacred Heart Catholic Church. We were high as we had ever been, so free, and God loved us. He surely did. We had a new mom, a new house, and our dad had a job. Then we spotted two gloryist priests appear to be floating in the air, coming toward us from this church, unlike any I had seen. They were highly animated. They were furious and told us to stop making so much noise on a Saturday morning between Good Friday and easter. They were dressed as gods with robes, hats, and everything that we could dream they would be wearing. When we told them we had no toys and no friends, they asked us if we had ever been bowling. We were boys living in the lowest forms of poverty, of course, we had not. So they took us by the hands, my twin and I, to go bowling. Whatever that was. I was still larger than Lonnie, and we looked like older and younger brothers because of his birth defects. I had felt an overwhelming need to protect him. I felt a survivor’s grief from taking all the food in the womb. I had forgotten my prebirth encounter and was in grief. The two priests took us to the bowling alley in the basement and had us take our shoes off to go bowling. I then noticed holes in my socks and my shoes. He said that they had children’s clothes to give us. Spit us up, then had me take my socks off, my t-shirt, and finally my underwear. He asked me if I had ever had a medical exam. Telling me he was a medical doctor as well as a priest. He then proceeded to examine me and stuck something in my butt hole. I had a nurse feel my ball sack once and thought it was normal. Then I realized my twin was missing and I began to panic. We were united and taken out the door, but we never got to bowl. Self-awareness

The text describes a vivid and unusual personal narrative, blending elements of spiritual journey, pre-birth memory, challenging early life experiences, and disconcerting encounters. Here’s a summary of the key events and themes:

Pre-Birth and Birth:

  • The narrator recounts a pre-birth experience where they, along with “144,000,000 selves,” encounter a divine being. [0]
  • This being directs the narrator to return to Earth, described as a “possible prison planet.” [0]
  • The narrator is “paired with my favorite Earthling and fellow 8-time twin.” [0]
  • They enter a “tunnel of light,” and a third being, a “ghost rider,” shoots past them into the birth channel. [0]
  • The narrator is then born prematurely as Donnie Harold Harris, followed by their twin, Lonnie Darell Harris, who is also premature. [0]
  • They are born with Twin-to-Twin Transfusion Syndrome (TTT). [0]
  • A new hospital specializing in high-risk pregnancies, founded by Dr. Colman, saves them despite very low chances of survival. [0]
  • Lonnie receives a life-saving blood transfusion from a Black American woman. [0] 

Early Childhood Trauma and Family Life:

  • After a period of separation, the twins are reunited and move in with their paternal uncle. [0]
  • The narrator describes being sexually assaulted by a teenage cousin and later by another cousin. [0]
  • An uncle is also mentioned for inappropriate behavior. [0]
  • The narrator’s mother is described as a teenager when she had them, having been molested at a young age herself, and having many children quickly. [0]
  • One brother died in infancy from pneumonia due to a broken window. [0]
  • After the molestations, the boys go through the courts to live with their father. [0]
  • They endure a period of poverty, even eating dog food. [0]
  • Their father marries Larry, a German Jew, described as a stepmother. [0]

The Church Encounter and Further Trauma:

  • They move near Sacred Heart Catholic Church in Indianapolis. [0]
  • During Easter weekend, while playing outside, they encounter two priests from the church. [0]
  • The priests, initially seeming kind, invite the boys to go bowling since they have no toys. [0]
  • At the bowling alley, one priest, claiming to be a doctor, has the narrator remove their clothes under the pretense of a medical exam and proceeds to sexually assault them. [0]
  • The narrator realizes their twin is missing during this time. [0]
  • The encounter ends with them being united and taken out, but they never got to bowl.
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What is a placebo effect?

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Near Death Experience, Rape replayed and redone. Recovery of the body or fixing the consciousness of the soul. But not both. Are they connected? Is there a thread about what NDE and lifetime trauma are? Why does the past feel uncompleted? Does talk therapy help dot the i’s and cross the t’s? Do PTSD drugs cover up or remove the deeper stuff?

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Adam and Eve = dualism; how’s that?

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According to the newest science of DNA, Adam was born about 60,000 years ago. Eve must have been a simple virgin shepherd girl. No knowledge or selective experiences, she was

Just an empty slate at that time. Adam was an older, experienced male with a snake between his legs. Men still talk to their snakes today; some have names for them. Ask your man for his name. Call it directly and see your own experiences with it in its glory. Adam talked to his snake in the bushes with her, an excellent place to be for a beautiful young girl, and commanded it to take her. She would be forever changed as a woman after. She had many questions and concerns. Hygiene is one of the main ones. She used leaves from the fruit trees as a helper and guide as his snake entered and explored her inner being. And his seed, not known to her, ran down her thigh. She wept in wetness between her legs for the loss of her innocence. She became faint and confused in an unnatural way. Remember your first time? It was magical and explosive. To hide her shame, she thought Adam’s snake was separate from Adam. Thus, you have the most famous story in history. She splits that seed into two and has the first set of twins. The tribe became unnatural and influenced by this miracle of life. Twenty years later, one twin slew the other out of hate of birthright, and the race of power began. Causing the race for things that represented power to start. From a single to a double to a single causality began and ended in twenty years. But the possibilities, like seeds waiting for a new birth, were sawn. At first, humanity did not know of air, fire, or defense. Just sex and eating and staying warm. After millions or thousands of years, a single small girl child, out of desperation, discovered fire in a lightning bolt. One that had been there from time to time. She gave that burning bush to a man. He threw it close to the meat, and barbequing began. The small things were not noticed. They just happened. The changing of the powers of the meat causes the brain to expand without humanity’s help or know-how. This is the first God of humanity. Religion became a thing of the invisible to the visible. Later, it would become a science. Then, drugs and operations. The God of the fire. Then the sun and son and so on till now we have millions of Gods. Spelt god, not dog. The dog is humanity’s minor God, our personal protector. Everything we know or do comes from this power of planet might. The most potent pisses and shits, just like you and me. They eat and have acid reflux like we do. The only difference is our belief that there is something more. They’re not. Everything is connected. We are brothers and sisters in humanity. Just as a blade of grass is connected to a Siquiyia tree. Adam and Eve’s story is a sex story, not the first, but the first set of twins produced.

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Bayer = 2 the Catholic Church?

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Is Bayer aspirin the chemical version of the placebo effect? A Catholic Church creation to boost faith in the unknowable, if you will? Can cancer be dated to the discovery of its medicines? Did they create Meth for the troops in ww2? Is there a hidden meaning connecting medicine and War? Is the atomic (ADAM BOMB) Bomb a chemical war on all the lower dynamics of existence? Individual, family group, mankind, Matter made up of Energy Adams in Space and through Time, mest (matter-energy The text you provided raises the question of whether there is a hidden connection between medicine and War. It ponders whether certain medicines, such as Meth, were created for wartime use and whether there is a deeper meaning connecting medicine and conflict. This prompts the reader to consider the intertwining of medical advancements and the context of military action throughout history. The text you provided raises the question of whether there is a hidden connection between medicine and War. It ponders whether certain medicines, such as Meth, were created for wartime use and whether there is a deeper meaning connecting medicine and conflict. This prompts the reader to consider the intertwining of medical advancements and the context of military action throughout history. Space and Time)? Into the realm of Biology of Living Matter with awareness. To everything out there with a cherry on top, called God, or God-like? The text you provided raises the question of whether there is a hidden connection between medicine and War. It ponders whether certain medicines, such as Meth, were created for wartime use and whether there is a deeper meaning connecting medicine and conflict. This prompts the reader to consider the intertwining of medical advancements and the context of military action throughout history.

Image (146).jpg2020-12-08IMG_0276.JPGIMG_0287.JPGIMG_0293.JPGIMG_0291.JPGTo help my writing process, I used these Grammarly AI prompts: Prompts created by Grammarly- “Identify any gaps. “Prompts I wrote- “What is the possible connection between medicine and war?”Your text raises the question of whether there is a hidden connection between medicine and War. It ponders whether certain medications, such as Meth, were created for wartime use and whether there is a deeper meaning connecting medicine and conflict. This prompts the reader to consider the intertwining of medical advancements and the context of military action throughout history. Did Eli Lilly invent the penicillin? To help my writing process, I used these Grammarly AI prompts:Prompts created by Grammarly- “Identify any gaps”Prompts I wrote- “What is the possible connection between medicine and war?”To help my writing process, I used these Grammarly AI prompts:Prompts created by Grammarly- “Identify any gaps”Prompts I wrote- “What is the possible connection between medicine and war?”xander Fleming, a Scottish physician and scientist, accidentally discovered penicillin in 1928 while working at St. Mary’s Hospital Medical School in London: 

Fleming returned from vacation to find mold growing on an uncovered Petri dish of Staphylococcus bacteria. He noticed that the mold seemed to be preventing the bacteria from growing, and after isolating the mold, he identified it as belonging to the Penicillium genus. Fleming obtained an extract from the mold and named its active agent penicillin, determining that it had an antibacterial effect on staphylococci and other gram-positive pathogens. 

Fleming was inspired to develop a way to fight bacterial infections after seeing hundreds of soldiers die from bacterial infections during World War I. He figured that if the fungus could kill bacteria on his lab bench, it might also kill bacteria in wounded soldiers. Fleming published his findings and presented his discovery to the Medical Research Club, but his peers showed little interest in his work. 

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How do women rape men?

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They lie, cheat, and steal his future. It is colored for li e. The first dynamic of existence is the soul level. This is known as heaven. Sex is the second dynamic of existence, the higher up, the higher the drive. Family is the third. If she lies, your future is in a shit storm you will not live a normal life. If she cheats, You may not survive. If she steals, it is called divorce. If he takes your children for Money, it is child assault. Is the rib being re-inserted with the Trans movement of 2024? This is a high step in reverse. Allowing sickness to overtake all of Humanity will destroy what has been built. If she steals, you will lose your direction of life. You will lose interest in your own child. You will survive by becoming the fourth dynamic or Humanity dynam c. Lost in time and woke. You get a pet that does not abuse you as your body did. You get lost in nature, sports, or things outside your wife. Who will always blame you for not protecting h r? Yet you do not know who she is. Lies are daggers. How can you see her? You want to spread your wings again and fly from the nest of limitation and control to relief. You begin to notice how bad others have It. You despise those gaming the syst m. Not those that get but those that do not give, like her. All divorce is done by a woman unless a man catches her acting out sexually. She filed for the Money and the control of your kid. To punish you. Do not fight. Give her what she needs, and run like hell. You are free once again. Praise your newfound freedom, like being released from jail. Unless you do it again. Known as a relapse. This is a complex addition from which to remove yourself. Join a group for lost boys. Is it time for the boss to arrive and put her house in order again? Or is it a set pattern? The ninth dynamic of humanity or 9. God of our lowly 8. God looking our way? Will he grace us he e? Yes, he is already he e. He will start at the top and trickle down. 7. Godhead-soul plane/ rebirth 6. All things that are perceived but unseen or unknown matter-energy-space-time- 5. all life forms are a complete awareness unit but not fulfilled as a whole. The cells and micro-biology stuff- to collective pieces of other pieces of higher thin s. 4. Humanity as a whole class. 3. Groups, races & classes of people. Religion education and science. 2. sex drive to the future of a l. You. Religion begot science. Science begot education. Education got medical curses from other living sources. Other living blood potions, from mixing elixirs- to delicious- bloodletting to chemical cures and pills made from pieces of peace of chemical to radiation and next to machine parts. Metal hips and knees. Next, what is left except To replace souls.

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It is I. Donnie Harold Harris

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           It is I. Donnie Harold Harris- a politician and a founder of the Political Party of Indiana. Thank you for allowing me to tell you who I Have become/ & am. My story starts out a little unusual. I have perfect recall. Which is kinda like the perfect pitch in music. I remember everything. Yet I have recalled little. This allows me to never have to remember anything as it happens. I become it instead of it being as it is. Here goes. You are the first to hear my story. I was minding my own Plane of Existence when a Messenger of God appeared at my throne. I was again returned for my 8TH existence here on this plane of existence. My first being dropped here by ship 8200 years ago. This lifetime: As I arrived at the funnel of creation, I was met and given a list of things to do. I watch in amazement as 2 other beings entered before me. I was the third to go down into creation. I was born on 8/1/53 @ 6:33 AM. I was born into the lowest classes of poverty -I would hide my true self and an understanding of the all afraid of being recognized by something or someone- I came into this world at the General Hospital -now renamed -Ask-A-Nazi Hospital. My mother was a 19-year-old named Mary. I was her 7th child. I am here, the 4th son/son of 7 sons/3 daughters by a carpenter father. She turned 20 the next day. I am an Identical(Mirror) twin. I was born 3 minutes after My brother, Who disappeared before I was born. I would not be reunited with him for 6 months or so. I was obese & healthy; he was a very sickly baby needing a blood transfusion ( only a single Black lady would stand and give him needed blood, saving his life and causing teasing later by family) and an incubator for 3 or 4 months (missing union with mom and breastfeeding because of his low weight. Called Twin to Twin Transfusion Syndrome. So we meet down the road a piece. What happened to me was also bad. I was circumcised against my knowing approval, creating the basic distrust of medicos & later religion) Fast forward. By the time I finished 8th grade at 15 years old, 10 years of schooling, and 2nd grade done 2 times, I would have gone to 21-grade schools more than once. Finishing with 4 universities. I Lived in the guardian’s home 5 /6 times, up to over 2 years. I would live in over 100 houses. Meeting 10,000 other kids. Causing compassion and deep unity with all people. Hundreds of teachers. I would also be Molested by 1 Male cousin as an infant, Setting into motion that would end up with me having over 4500 sex partners by 30 years of age. 10,000 plus encounters. Another was a first grader escalating to the Kidnapping and Violent Rape incident @ 15( 7. below). That almost cost me the death of my Dad, stepmom, Twin Brother, And Brother Bob. See the police report on me, where you will find other rapes there. (The mother hides these crimes for the baby’s protection with false thinking that they will not be recalled later by them I can) Read my book when ready -of all data & names & photos then, “Behind the men’s room door.” Other molestation would happen in order: 1. Cousin -Buddy Huddleston (dead)- 10 months old. 2. Cousin -Ronnie Harris- age 5-6 -convicted child molester 3. Happy Hollow Camp -2 brothers That were blood brothers- One abusive. And the other molestation and pissed on. The camp nurse interviewed me about it, but nothing happened.- I was also almost murdered by a male counselor at the Pool in the lake while preparing it for other children after lunch to come to swim. I also must say a Single Male fisherman Saved my life at this same lake at the boat dock as I reached for a frog in the water that turned out to be a copperhead snake. 4. Garfield Park restroom is at the Pool lower area. Hand play 10ish. 5. Paperboy @ 12 tricked into taking a roll of quarters at the paper station while paying my bill early one Saturday morning. Would be forced into submission and even had a school superintendent watching the action even though Dick did not join in then. 2 or so times. Later, to become a Powerful politician. That resulted in the ——- street murders in Nov 71. Looking for 3 pictures of child porn. Who was in the photos was what was to drive a 3-year Typhoon of Intrigue. While looking for them, I buried them in the basement of a house that was later destroyed.If they had used a pot-smelling dog to find them. I buried it with an Acapulco gold pot. The photos were taken in the basement of the Marion County City Building. They would have been discovered then. The paper station was in the Prospect & villa area in 1964/5. Police were aware of what happened then. I was again made to flee for my life, forewarned by an undercover agent. Hiding in the U.S. Army. But found there. 6. Police reported ones. A stranger attacked @ 4 -and reported it to the police- I misunderstood and thought I was going to jail for stealing trash, as was told by the perp. Creating a lifetime of distrust of the police. 7. Pick up as a 14/15-year-old while king down Washington Street going from downtown to Washington and State Street. Extreme violence and pot- my first encounter with it. A complete and full police report almost doomed my family from trusting the police. 8. Religious one. The encounter with 2 priests at a catholic church of the south meridian with big steeples. This caused my confrontation with God himself outside a church on Morris Street. I had to decide if it was time for the horseman to let go of his Reins of destruction upon the world. I made a covenant with God with 3 wishes, just like Aladdin and his lamp.Of the 2 wishes that were used, the 3rd has never been used. For all. Working successfully as a local contractor for the last 30 years only to see all lost that I had built -home included- Selling over $ 26,000,000.00 in locally sold work Paying an estimated sales tax of $5000,000.00- only to receive NO local help from the state or city. Living the last 5 years on a small V.A. disability from my service connects duty to my country or $125.00 monthly. My friends, I am no republican. Not a Democrat. I am always for the most over least; I am for the most in number. I believe our rights start at birth -completely. That government is a privilege and not a right. We are the citizenry. We Live and die. The government is temporary and does not sleep with me at night. Are not our rights of citizenship and our greater right as a human first before a sheet of words made up by the few for what most called laws? The law is unchanging and always natural. Something that is understood without knowledge. Can you help us out of this mess caused by the few greedy few? Go, Green. Support a Green candidate closest to you today.Then help outwards from there. Send them your support for now. It is our Time. This is the place, and you are the person to take back this place for us all before the 3rd wish is uttered in global disappointment. Green Party. P.S. The first 2 wishes were not wasted. Read my book. It is not a cookbook but a book of understanding. Thank you, my friend. Donnie Harold Harris

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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. 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 (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. This is our ninth and final one, per an old agreement. After several months of wondering what I had done when we were 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. 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. 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. A new form of molestation has become the norm with reconstruction surgery and mind stripping and implanting new identities. 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 slip costs of a child or the slit 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? Hello, Welcome home. It is I who shall point out one way we may go. 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 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 and Ronnie Harris. A Rape by a Catholic Preist at nine years old 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, my Catholic wife. Father Morely and his brother Bud Morely. 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 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 would turn down a wilder-than-I-could-imagine-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. We had Villa Street Indpls and the children’s home in common. I did not know how to return to Hollywood, so I passed on the orgy.

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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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  1. an adult who is sexually attracted to young children.Word History and Origins
  2. Origin of pedophile1
  3. First recorded in 1950–55; pedo- 1 + -phile, or directly from Greek paidóphilos “loving children”

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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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Soon I will be Dead. I want you to know. The Catholic Church Rapes boys.

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Underwear Model for priest at 9 years young and #CatholicChurch.                      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 began. Soon I was alone. I became En-Turbulent. We were born with T to T to T syndrome. Lonnie was not suppose to make it. He did due completely to the medical staff of the day at the General Hospital in Indianapolis. A saint, as a Black woman, stepped forward for his life saving Blood transfusion. He Needed 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 this body dies. After birth I find myself in grandest of Grief and tremendous loss. Until I was reunited with him only to become a 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 horseback. 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 on me from the shy. 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 Backyard. Second a swarm of bees 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 backyard. 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. Was 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 both were bed wetter’s. We then Moved to this house at College 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 an turned my first trick. 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. Step mom.                                                                                                                 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 10th street over the 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. A local Baptist church. I believe is now run by Rev. Charles Harrison. 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 eyeball to eyeball 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 calmly 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 outside 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 about 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 stepmom 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 avenue 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 complete 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”.

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The truth shall set you free; Really?

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The truth shall set you free; Really? What does it take to get the Local Catholic Church to Listen? I was only nine years old! I have tried for nearly six years to get a result from them. They, the Catholic Church In Indianapolis, as a group, have a mental Illness. They lack real concern or sympathy for those few of us abused sexual assault children victims having their lives derailed. They say; there Dead. Let it go. I say it will not go without acknowledgement and restitution. I was raped at nine years old. I am not even a Catholic. They say; you do not know the names of the priest. Their were about 25 of them from all over the state of Indiana and Ca. All between the age of NINE to sixteen. About ten of these were between 16-18. Now not considered Rape. Until I was straightened out by the Training and expert handling of several wonderful drill sergeants in the U.S.Army at Fort Ord,Ca. in 1972. You would think after 56 years the pain would be long gone? I did not contact the Local Church until five years ago for help. Getting closer to death has caused its course in my life to become highly restimulated. See vividly how this has effected ever part and partial of my entire life. They asked What was his name? My first rapist at nine years old. How was I to know. Then let it go. They are dead. Move on. They have know Idea how the church has altered my life because of their crimes. I have never had my day in court. Never got to tell my story except to three therapist in the last five years. Two VA therapist had to hear my sad tale, thus altering their lives forever. There for there is only a few options left for me now. I ask I beg I plead that the state of Indiana changes the Law, the statute of Limitations in Indiana on when the Truth may be Heard. I was not Murdered physically. I was Murdered spiritually. I received a life sentence for crime committed to me as a child. Where is my Justice; can be delivered? How can restitution can be made? My God says to me that without Acknowledgement the Church can not move forward. Can The Church Be set Free? Yes threw acceptance of itself. When can I become a Man?

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Local #++Pedophiles; #Indianapolis and LA.

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What is a pedophile?     This is a tiny peace of what I endeared t be here today. Some one that likes young boys from 12 to 16 plus.   Let dissect these events in my life.  First photo. is Nick Villiacio I have his correctly spelled name in a file.   A former navy man in ww2. From east coast meet the first night I was in Hollywood Ca. I was 15 it was the Summer of 69. I had to run away from Indianapolis to save the life of my family when I was kidnapped and raped by a young Marine in Indianapolis that was transferred there by the military because he was indited for the same thing else where. I saved my family. Nick was a nice man that help me the Moment I meet him. detailed my book “Behind the men’s room door.  Named this because one of my Uncles, Johns , clients or tricks worked there for the Federal Court system or FBI. I could pick him out in a picture line up to this day.  He had a nice fatty uncircumcised. He then would get a debriefing on the local special uncles the democrats were interested in.  In The Old Federal building in down town Indy second floor mens room south side of the building..   Nick was a giver. He was our first friend in LA 1969 at 15. Two Identical twins. WE were a hot ticket. meeting lots of celebrities. One early Saturday morning I had my encounter with The number one Male movie star Rock Hudson.  He was a Pedophile. I turned down sex with him two-times.  I never worked d for free or if I did not know where i was going and how i would get back.  The fat man Bopper was a Child rapist. Even attacked men one time. He through me on the bed and laid on me I could not move. I was 16. I used logic to get him to let me go. As I had done with the Marine rapist. Calm talk. Unafraid. He would have local teen boys to cover over to his house to cut his grass. Give them beer or Pot and had lots of porn in his bathroom. When they need to go to the restroom he would wait until they got into the books then storm in and make them feel massive shame and have sex. Not sure what he did. Thank God.  I knew this man for 10 years. He he was never caught. Nick was a sweet heart with the tiniest dick I had ever or did ever see.  2. Joe Owen Roach. veteran that severed prison time for murder. Also in La. He was also meet the first night in Hollywood. Lon  meet him i meet Nick. They became friend because of us.  Joe would throw a coffee cup into my face one day. That was the last time I was him. He help me many times. once when a man tried to force hand cuff on me. I said i need to take a dump to get ready and climbed outside his bathroom window on a Main street  200 yards from Hollywood Blvd. and One Block from Hollywood and Vine street.  Joe sent a muscle man down to his apartment for me. I never saw this john again. Joe worked as a Professional Butler. One of his clients a doctor   that live across the street from the Playboy mansion , opposite side. As I waited in the drive way of this doctors house I watched in amazement as Angie Dickerson walked down the drive way to get her morning paper. Joe told me that she and Bert Barack live there.  From 15-18 I meet many  supposed directors. I did not care. One john was an Academy award winner That was From the middle east or India. Had a Mansion in Hollywood and Pasadena. where the Rose bowl is healed. He was the Black light poster king. Started the crazes I think.  3. photo. Wayne Cummings. Convicted pedophile. Very Nice friend. Had thousands of events with him. He taught me how to drive his Fire-bird 400 around the new 465. I was 13. At 15 I got my driver’s license with the help of a school teacher at Tech. He let me use his new mustang to get my first license. He also would tell he Who the history man was that was involved in my set up and forced rape at the local paper boy station ro about in my book. Dick Luger. Then on the local school board. I would cross his path a few other time.  The last to pictures is an uncle called Jerry Lived west of 42 and Keystone. He worked at Eli Lilly. Took me to a new years eve party at the Columbia Club on the circle in Indy.  There were thousands of men from 1965-1972. Until a Drill Sargent broke through to my core Identity .could I stopped. I did continue knowing these men. They were after young men by then. Side note I had sex at 13-15 with several local Catholic priest. They passed us around like candy in The Indianapolis area. I have guess it to be about 25.  The attorney General at the time a Short man That lived at the Riley tower. And had a single digit licences plate. I always looked at the plate to tell if they were local. Not always right but helped with safety.  Get a copy of my book if you dare. Behind the men’s room door.