Sunday, April 23, 2017

Positive Energy Please

Well, now that everyone knows, that I am a proponent of what is historically and currently, PUBLIC ENEMY #1 the big, bad, boogie man of Marijuana aka THE HOLY HERB, let's come in peace- por favor.

And to my "angels," you know who you are, please, PLEASE, send extra good energy waves my way, to protect us from anyone attacking us/me, for what I have said here, in regards to The Establishment and how I refute any, all and everything which they say and stand for (i.e.: as I am pro herb/marijuana - across the board- medicinal, recreational, industrial, that I am anti-vaxx, and PRO putting pedophiles and their protectors IN PRISON, where they belong).  THERE IS NO GREATER CRIME THAN AN ADULT DEFILING A CHILD, aside from another adult covering it up and or looking away. 

I'll leave you all with the words and music of 10000 Maniacs (not sure, why other than it just feels right).  Opening your eyes, will only bring the LIGHT OF CHRIST to you.  And by CHRIST, I mean, something beyond Jesus.....going back to the beginning of everything.  To the understanding that it (life) is bigger, and larger than us, this life, galaxy.

With the LOVE OF CHRIST and ALL that IS HOLY,
IO


"These Are Days"

These are the days.

These are days you'll remember. 
Never before and never since, I promise, will the whole world be warm as this. 
And as you feel it, you'll know it's true that you are blessed and lucky. 
It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and bloom in you. 

These are days you'll remember. 
When May is rushing over you with desire to be part of the miracles you see in 
Every hour. 
You'll know it's true that you are blessed and lucky. 
It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and bloom in you. 

These are days. 

These are the days you might fill with laughter until you break. 
These days you might feel a shaft of light make its way across your face. 
And when you do you'll know how it was meant to be. 
See the signs and know their meaning. 
It's true, you'll know how it was meant to be. 
Hear the signs and know they're speaking to you, to you.





Saturday, April 22, 2017

Let's Clear Some Things Up (updated, at the bottom)

Ok.  So, people think I am a liar.  I can understand, only because, as I walk around, and talk to people in my neighborhood, they only get snippets.  And sometimes, those snippets cannot make sense.  Well, I am going to clear this up right now.

Yes, I was molested by my adopted father as a child.  My documented, wetting the bed at nine, seemingly, out of nowhere, forced my mother to get me a psychiatrist.  He, she, and everyone afterwards, except the headmaster's wife at the Amity School (marci padgett) knew it to be true, AND KNEW IT BEFORE I EVEN DID!  I would only admit that he treated me like his wife, not my mother (this would come out in family sessions).  I also took advantage of that fact, knowing I could get whatever I wanted out of him.  BUT I WAS a child! 9, 10, 11, AND 12 years old.  Marci, who was leading the rap session I was in when I remembered, clear as day, at least one solid incident, told me, "to never talk about it again."  FUNNY, because this was the school which seemed to force coerced confessions out of girls, and boys that didn't seem to really have any situations to come clean on (listen, when you're locked in a room with someone yelling at you for hours, sometimes days, without food, or sleep, eventually you will tell them and or "cop" to whatever it is that they want you to.  I know, I did, saying I was a "druggie" when I wasn't, yet)!

Yes, all of my kids know this, and yes, my daughter IS up in NY working in my father's store.  I cannot control what it is she does.  I protected her as a child, but she is an adult now.  My father IS in love with her.  IT is so known, the other workers in the store "joke" about how he's her boyfriend.  Do I think he has physically touched her? No, although he came damn near close to frenching her in the foyer of my old house, with myself, and two other kids standing right next to her! summer of 2012.  Everyone knows he is Obsessed with her.  And yes, both the husband and I are upset that she is living up there, because it's just not the situation to be in.

The next thing, when people have asked me why I haven't had a lawyer fight for me (with what happened to my daughter here in lancaster county, pa), I always tell them A) in this town, and or state, finding one who isn't apart of the "brotherhood," somehow, and or who isn't afraid of them is virtually impossible.  And B) I had found one, Angela Clemente.  I came across her in a newspaper article, many years ago (maybe 2009, or 10 idk, I could check my emails if anyone is really hardpressed for the info, to prove my truth).   I had read that not only had she successfully sued the government (which is really what it is that I need and needed to have done), but it was in connection to the Colombo crime family.  Well, the man that I grew up calling "Uncle John," and his father, "Papa Tony," (they were the bosses of my dad in the NYC liquor industry for decades) were the grandson and son of the former Colombo crime family boss Joseph Magliocco.  So, being as I realized that, I emailed her, let her know that connection, then shared what was going on with us.  She was in, however, then the Jahi McMath story broke and she put all of energy into that. At least in the beginning, and certainly, I understood.

I should also note, that I have countless family members in the NYC area, practicing law, and none of them would help.  One cousin told me, "once children and youth back you, it's a done deal."  And when that didn't happen for us, he was like, "can't help ya," like most everyone else (my one friend that I mentioned in a separate post, who was high up in the computers/silicon val/govt etc, he helped, and an old friend from Amity, heather c. she helped also, both as much as they could. I don't want to minimize, as I am forever thankful to them both).

Now onto the last thing.  I was perplexed as to why, even in comment sections on blogs, whenever I would share our story (of what happened here, to my daughter in Lancaster County, PA - you'll have to read through this blog and my other for that 411), usually in regards to people blasting local pd, or children and youth, I'd state that we had two + police depts backing us, the county's children and youth, the county's children alliance ALL BACKING US, just not the DA (who tossed the criminal case citing that he "passed a lie detector" how I wish I had a lawyer with me for that meeting, looking back) and THE FAMILY COURT JUDGE, I will literally not get a response, not even a thanks for sharing.  I'll note that others who share will get heaps (of responses).  Which had made me wonder, in hindsight, and in conjunction with what happened with the pizzagate/pedogate ish aka swept under the rug, that maybe they were some sort of false sites, IDK, to monitor, and or maximize the false stories(? I just don't know).  But what I had just thought of, is that everyone always slams the children and youth, BUT THEY FORGET THAT A JUDGE and a LAWYER FOR CHILDREN AND YOUTH, are the ones who truly pull the strings.

The family court judge in our case PREVIOUSLY was the lawyer for the county's children and youth. HMMM.  And that guy is Shady as hell.  A spawn of (hell) too if you ask me. He and his wife ALSO received the Angels of Adoption award too,(which I found out BEFORE the whole sandusky ish, which, BTW is absolutely connected to our case, the pimping of the kids, it's the same network, no doubt about it).  Sandusky and his wife, Dottie were also awarded the Angels of Adoption award.  NICE. I hope all of those people awarding filthy scum such as these are holding their heads in shame, though I doubt it.  My mother hooked up at the very least four families that I know of, with at least two children per family from The Edna Gladney Foundation, where they adopted me from, but she was never awarded an Angels of Adoption award. AND, she helped start the Nazareth Home for unwed mothers in Garrison, NY in the late 70's, or early 80's (and those women I'm 98% sure had to give their babies up for adoption, which I don't support, however she should have been awarded, no?).  Makes you go, HMMMMM. (not that she, my mother, was a saint in regards to what happened to me, but she did get me out of that house, even it was onto the street, after boarding school...it was out of the house.  And she did send me to Italy for boarding school- Amity).

ANYWAY - please keep all of this in mind.  I wrote this because I am just tired of people calling me a liar, or crazy.  Yeah, this is ALL crazy, but I am not.  I promise you that.  And a liar?  Maybe before I got sober back in 1999.  However from the millennium on, even my kid's father, who I met in 2000 in VT (the rapist) used to call me, Althea - "honest to the point of recklessness," like the grateful dead song.

Getting honest, and keeping my house clean the two things I needed to maintain once I got sober.  You kind of can't (get truly sober) without it/them.

Have a good night.
IO

**and for the UMPTEENTH time, I fought SO hard for my kid, because all mother's should, AND because, I didn't want her to turn out like me, for my first 24 years of living here on earth - filled with self hate, zero self esteem, respect, etc.  Getting out of that, learning to forgive myself after I did eventually turn to drugs, which was a hell all of its own - the living on the streets of the san fran Mission PRE regentrification, getting sober, alone, with kids, no friends, family, it was hell.  It would have been much easier to have remained drugged out, and or dead (and jeez, with how much my older two prefer their dad, who chose staying drugged out for their whole childhood, maybe I should've, Christ!).  Anyway, I didn't want that for her.

I know this was rambled, but I also know, the women I have befriended here, are just looking for ways to say, "Oh, I knew it, you're a liar!" At least that's what I think and feel, and who can blame them?  I also know they LOVE google, and it's FAR easier for me to say and get this all out here, rather then in person.  Ok.  I'm done. For now. ;)

WITH THE LOVE OF CHRIST,
IO

Saturday, April 15, 2017

I Need to Get OFF This Thing

Guys, gals....ok.  #1, I thank you for ever, taking the time to read this, and or my other blog.  Peace to and may GODBLESS you.

I have definitely gone farther than I should've, sharing, here, the other blog, at the daily mail.  I write, comment, pour my truths out, as if anyone would ever give two chits, lol....though it is therapeutic, albeit CRAZY.

ANYHOO, jmc, nora, ME, LOL, I am taking a break (seriously, I am).  IF I am to "save" myself, my family (family = dependants; my kids and animals), then I MUST GET GOING WITH MY WELLNESS COACHING CERTIFICATION. Nevermind, I also want to get my Sport Yoga certification, as for me they go hand in hand (I could probably work on becoming a true Yogi though, it's not really what I want to do at this moment, wellness is more than just doing yoga, at least for me - BUT NONE OF THIS MATTERS).  On top of this, I am currently reading three books, and plan on cracking open another I just received in the mail.....so, BASICALLY, my time is limited and I need to refocus.

And in truth, no one cares that I've sought love in the wrong places, and were they?  I made the kids I was meant to create, have, and bring here. Or that I battled a force (with the protecting my kid from the child sex ring(?)) which looking back, a force which tried to drive me insane, and yet I came out, the kids came out, all things considered, relatively unscathed.  NO ONE cares, LOL. You don't, BUT, sharing everything here, the other blog, even at the daily mail, HAS been helpful, to and for me.  And, I THANK YOU.

I've loved connecting with all of you.  You brought me joy, and made me feel listened to.

I'm sure I'll return onto the "scene," again, JAHWILLING, one day, as the Susan Powter of helping people GET WELL>....because like I've said, IF I CAN AND COULD'VE DONE IT, ANYONE CAN.  And sharing this knowledge, of helping people to get free, and well (though you'll still be GOOFY, like me - WHICH ISN'T BAD ;)) WILL make me happy.  At this point in my like, sharing this knowledge (of how to be "well" even when life isn't going so well, etc) it's honestly the charge that I now need to live, and to continue to survive.  So, I don't have a choice, I've GOT to go.

I wish Peace, Love and Many BLESSINGS to each and every one of you.

With God in our hearts, we cannot go wrong.

IN CHRIST'S NAME AND ALL THAT IS HOLY
~cln 

ps I "write" casually, without care, or formal concern on my blogs.  I just realized my Linkedin page LOL.  I don't know if I honestly care anyway.  'bye! :)

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Nora Tellicat got a Shout-Out

Good Evening Everyone!

This is a little late BUT - Nora Tellicat got a shout-out on one of my favorite blogs, Penny for your thoughts.


I have NO IDEA how I stumbled across Penny's blog, I just know the night I did, she happened to step away from her usual, political posts as her cat had just passed away.  No one understands that more than I.  The first being I ever loved, my cat Butterscotch Luke, had his throat slit when I was away at boarding school when I was 14 years old. I never cried or mourned like I did when I found out, not for any human or animal again.  I do believe he came back to me, which let me have a proper "good bye," but I'll save that story for another time.***  Suffice to say, reading about someone pouring out their feelings for their beloved cat, I was sucked in.  Then to see she had a quote from Steve Biko on the side of her blog!  Toppled with her mention of loving Bob Marley, and the handle Penny, which was my adopted mother's nickname, I fell hard.  So to get a shout-out from Penny, girl, you made my life, thank you! 


Godbless you all. 

It's "another time"
*** Butterscotch got caught in a raccoon cage when I was a child and as such, he had a scar across his nose.  Well, in 2001, in Fla, shortly before I moved to PA, the kids and I picked up a kitten, who was the spitting image of Butterscotch.  The kids named him Einstein Wolfman.  Anyway, he had the very same scar across his nose (unbelievable though true).  He only lived briefly, but the morning he passed on, not five mins before my son came in to tell me he died suddenly, I awoke to see him sitting on my pillow with the sun shining behind him.  Less than five mins, as I said, he passed.  No one is sure how or why.  But it was his death that made me realize, that cat was loved, every second of his existence, and because of that, I felt good.  Sure it was sad, but he didn't die afraid or alone.  He went as we all should, feeling happy and feeling that we were loved, every second that we were here.  What more can anyone, human or animal ask out of life?

Peace and Love to and for us all. 

Monday, April 10, 2017

George Adamski and Space Oddities

HI Everyone!

Like many of you, I'm sure, I never put too much credence into "aliens," etc.  I've thought about it, read Chariots of the Gods, etc. but never really gave too much thought to it.  Chit here trips me out ENOUGH. That was my mentality.  Not that I haven't seen weird things with my eyes.

The first time, it had to have been around March of 2005.  My kids and I were at the local park for a few hours and there was a, the only way I could describe it, would be -an oblong orb of light.  It wasn't the sun, and it didn't move at all the whole time we were there.  It was as if, pre chemtrail spraying days, when a plane would fly by emitting the vapor, but the vapor stayed tight, in a chunk, never dissipating.   In fact, that was how I described it back then.  Out of all my kids, and another adult with me, as well as the other adults at the park, only my oldest son and I saw, or acknowledged it.  We went home and researched it and did find that there were reports of others seeing this orb, in VA, (we were/are in SE PA).  Up until then, I had honestly never heard of an light orb anywhere other than in Renaissance paintings.

The next time, and I really don't know for sure what year though can guess sometime during 2012 (best guess, though I'm sure I could google to find out, follow).  It was shortly after midnight on a Sunday, definitely because I remember I went out in the front yard after just submitting my homework to dropbox, and it was the day that Israel called back all of it's people, though I think diplomats.  Anyway, my front yard was in a perfect line of n/s/e/w, and I was facing north.  I saw in the sky, what seriously looked like a fleet of starships, (they looked like stars, but they were ABSOLUTELY moving -fast too) flying east to west. They definitely were not planes.  Even I questioned my sanity that night, tbh.

And the final, more recent time, was last summer.  I looked up at the sky, (because that is what I do), and I was watching what looked again, like 2 stars, moving ....but they passed perfectly over each other, crossing paths precisely (I'm not explaining it as I should).  Like I said, I believe in planet x (because I am hopeful, LOL), but spaceships, starships, I think I always figured if aliens were real, they'd travel like K-Pax, with light.  They wouldn't need "ships." Anyway, I ran inside and told the husband, he said I was crazy and they were planes.  But the planes have flashing lights!  These were like fast moving stars!

Either way, if you have nothing better to do, watch this video.  I had it thrown in my lap the other day and was really happy it was.  I had never even heard of George Adamski before!  I also especially liked winston churchill's nephew.  Fascinating man. I loved listening to him speak.

The point is you guys, gals, we know that everything they've ever told us, IS a lie.....so in that light, this may not be so preposterous at all.


Have a wonderful night, life.  Blessings to you all!

Another Vent

Ok. A couple of things have me riled up today.

#1.  I was going to state that with the current, escalating war mongering going on globally, there will be no winners.  HOWEVER, I like to comment over at the daily mail under "jmc," (just me **** aka IO) anyway, I say a lot of crazy chit there, yet - the thing that has pissed off the most people, GARNERING COMPLAINTS, according to an email I just received from the DM moderator - I said, to a picture of Amber Heard that, "she looked even more gorgeous since dumping Depp."  That, is what is pissing people off?!?!?  You know what, LET THE CHIPS FALL AS THEY MAY, because sincerely, THE UNIVERSE WILL BE THE TRUE WINNER.

#2.  Another thing from the daily mail riled me up (a bit, I am over it now, slightly ;)).  A former librarian died in a homeless center.  It wasn't that but the minor header - noting his son made the Dean's List.  NOW, I made the Dean's List at St. Leo University at least a couple of times, if not more (I only framed two).  No one has ever touted that, no one, LOL.  I think I'm pretty flipping amazing, come to think of it.  Because, I made the Dean's List, after climbing out of that SF street living hell hole, getting sober - ALL BY MYSELF, WITH TWO KIDS, and with my only support system being GOD.  To then living in a notoriously "closed community," thus, I didn't have any friends, let alone a soul who would even talk to me, AND then I made the Dean's List, WHILE BATTLING THE CORRUPT COUNTY COURT, which had been legally trying to pimp out my kid (as far as I was concerned, and court docs, facts prove she was definitely raped by her father for years, and HE was being financially backed by our Jeffrey Epstein, sounds crazy, I know, though all true.  actually, after the first time there was physical proof of a problem, when I went to get her the PFA the lady said, without missing a beat, "You know they were taking photographs of this."  It took almost a decade for me to really get what she was saying, can you believe that?).  NONETHELESS, I kicked ass....and yet, according to my own family, blood and adopted, I'm a worthless piece of chit.  WHATEVER.  I am amazing.

** I would have graduated with a 4.0 or close had I not lost my mind when the DA said they were dropping all of the criminal charges against my child's rapist, because "he passed a lie detector."  I honestly lost my mind (I think this was Fall of 2011.  I didn't even log into my classes for weeks, because I literally, lost my mind.  BUT, I graduated with a still amazing GPA. And yet I am still unhirable, LOL).

ANYWAY, my feelings today, let the chips fall where they may.  I know where I am going when I die, and it's going to be amazing.  All of my suffering during this life, is most certainly because I was a bully in elementary school. I was. I didn't know any better.

Peace and Love to you all, and yes, Amber Heard does look a thousand times more gorgeous since dumping that skeeze Depp. ;)

(just received another email from the DM moderator stating my comment was put back, LOL.  LIFE= comedy gold)


Sunday, April 9, 2017

Out. Of. The. Park. MUST READ LINK

https://mindcontrolblackassassins.com/2017/04/07/part-one-stephen-curry-get-out-the-movie-cnn-angela-rye-cia-mk-ultra-the-british-satanic-medieval-hell-cult-and-pizzagate/

Not quite sure what the deal is with the date of July 27, 2017.....NONETHELESS, please read.

Also, jim stone of jimstonefreelance.com made an interesting observation; the 100 year anniversary of Our Lady of Fatima is coming up this May.  If you understand and or believe what was told to the children, all I can say is, HMMMM.

Have a Blessed weekend.

GODBLESS