"If You do, Bad Things to RD"

 'Bad things will happen to you. We don't know why that is, we just that it is'. Guy Snelling, one of my 1st, Electrician  hire, in the 70s. Shot in the head 3 "Times", along with two other girls. Left in the desert north of Phoenix to DIE!!! Drug deal, gone terribly  bad. The girls never survived, amazingly, Guy did. Later in Guy's life, he was sent to prison, in Yuma Az.. When Guy got Busted for, trying to buy, $50,000 worth of Weed. He copped a plea, because. When he tried to buy the $50,000 worth of Weed. The cops only produced a few pounds of Weed, at the Bust. Guy could only be sentenced. For the amount of Weed, the cops produced. Guy got a couple years in prison. And never got his money back, from the system. What could he possibly do??? And the same corrupt system, that sentenced Guy. Being a journeyman Electrician. Guy had value to the system. Guy was put on, Work Release. As soon as Guy, arrived in Yuma for prison. All the other inmates hated Guy. He only slept in jail. In the mornings, Guy would head to his job site. Just as if he was a free man. Working all day, eating Fast Foods. Looking for Weed, after work, Before 6:00 PM, Check-in. As guy said, 'Electricians in prison are like Gold. To the Civil System'. As Guy would say. 'You'd never know I was in Prison'.

After confirming at a family reunion. I wasn't of the family, I was put in. My 1st life memories, are of the Arizona desert. One of 7 boys, number 6. Birthdate given, was 4 June 1947=21. Now I  truly know, my last given name. Isn't my surname, thus RD47=33. I started using, only knowing my first and middle name and year of birth, 1947. Now that I've learned about Numerology and Gematria. The dates and names given, are no Fluke. A World by the Numbers, I've learned. After searching for my New Reality, just who am I??? 'I've been off to the Races'. Blew-up my TV, stopped my newspaper prescriptions. Many a hour, of self refection. That lead to near a Mental Breakdown. Trying to put my childhood together. The fact that I'd drown, when Drowning was permanent. No CRP in the 50s, yet here I am today. Or as my Masonic bud liked to say. 'If you weren't where your suppose to be. You'd be someplace else'. So I guess, 'I'm where I'm suppose to be'. At this moment, at this "Time". As the World's population. Has been brought to their Collective Knees. And it only took, a Fake Germ Theory. 

Trusting on those that, 'surround me'. I'm fighting for everyone else's personnel freedoms. By not wearing a Satanic Mask, when ever I go in public places. Just as in the Old Hippie days, protesting the Nam War. We were fighting for everyone's freedoms. Not to be Dragged into war. By using Draftees, to fight the powers financial gains wars ('War is a Racket'). Now I'm protesting to Breath Freely!!! Freedom from self inflicted Illness. As all those around, inhale their own poisonous exhaust breath fumes. Not knowing, what is being done to themselves. Beside being Muzzled, like a Mad Dog. Mainly voluntarily, Obeying the TV. You need my immunities, I've built up. And I need yours, by breathing around each other. Folks are self isolating, by wearing a Mask.  Few years or months go by. Someone sneezes near you. You've now got pneumonia. Your immunity system is reduced, by self isolation, via the Mask. All part of a Greater plan, by the powers. Your illnesses, Cancers, Obesity, etc.. To weak to resist. To Dumb.

It took my 2nd visit too Hopi. To find if, 'The Stone', belonged to the Hopi Peoples. In my mind, surely it must. Then I meet Patrick and Lonnie on Old Oraibi, Hopi 3rd Mesa. Lonnie and Patrick, were convinced, they knew who I was. Which I've written about before. To both of Patrick and Lonnie, after meeting with Elders. I must be, 'Pahana', The 'True White Brother'. I'd returned, bearing a Sign of the Sun (pic of 'The Stone'). With my Long Blond Hair, arriving from the East. Just, what had I walked into??? Here 20+ years later. Pieces are fitting together more and more still. All the "Time". 'That's your Job', Ahkima once said. (2013) I was to find Me, took a big turn. As 911 would change the World, once again. It would be a few years, before my return to Hopi. As the financial World tumbled, just as now. I feel much better about my Reality now. Than during 911 Dark Days. Believing what the TV was telling me. Now I know much better, how things really work. That the media is only about control, over the masses. Mind Control, to be exact. But not my Mind anymore. Though surly the masses, and their Satanic Masks on. Many a Highway patrolman has pulled me over for Speeding. Only to have to let me go, un-ticketed. As the 'A' on my driver's license, seems to scare them off. As a lady once said to me. 'Who are you mister, you have a 'A' on your driver's license. I used to work for Driver's License Department.' That pretty much says it all.

"God" bless on this Sunday morning, may you have sweet dreams with soft landings.

bye

PS "Alien"