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Literary Disclaimer: Writing is creative literary arts. Writing isn’t real. Writing isn’t any type of psychological test. Writing isn’t conversation. Writing isn’t spoken word. Writing isn’t speech giving. Writing isn’t lectures. Writing isn’t talking. Writing isn’t actions. Writing is thoughts written down to convey logic and reason. Writing isn’t “witchcraft.” Writing is letters, punctuation and grammar.
“Constructive criticism” feedback is for when in person or for critical papers written in school or for newspaper critics whose jobs is to write critiques about the culinary arts or the arts or films and for “writing workshops’” roundtables. Content is creative writing. Writing isn’t erratic since writing isn’t a person. Writing is ideas and thoughts and opinions. Writing is consistency to practice writing. Writing’s work. Writing English’s a task de jour.
My main Literary
Goals:
To write with the Queen’s English.
To write as closely as possibly to “dead white males” otherwise writing isn’t considered any good.
Writing isn’t Speaking
Modern speech is modern.
Modern speech’s authentically empathetic.
Speaking isn’t writing.
Talking isn’t writing.
Discussion isn’t writing.
Conversation isn’t writing.
Creative writing’s creatively experimental in nature.
Mother Nature is cruel at best.
Writing’s after the fact.
Writing isn’t any crime.
Writing’s any discipline.
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Saturday, March 28, 2020
Literary Disclaimer
No, I personally don’t have any wealth.
Possibly there might be
$4.00 in my checking account.
(Hahaha.)
Lol.
However, I’m indeed in
Multimillion dollar contracts
(as in plural and more than one)
For which I still
Haven’t ever seen
A single penny
Yes, for twenty-years I’ve worked
For multimillionaires
And no one’s
Ever paid me
Payroll or cash yet
What am I going to do?
Weep and cry rivers?
No.
Diligently, I continue to support
My own work as an
Appointed intellectual
Volunteer boss
By
Minnesota Multimillionaires
And their frugal denouncements
Personally, I’m always proud to be an American Citizen/Civilian writer born full blooded 100% Salvadorian Maya and raised for the first ten years in Costa Rica then at age ten adopted into one of the wealthiest families in the country/world in that our intellectual blue blooded family has resided in Rockport, Massachusetts (Cape Ann, Massachusetts) for the past 340 years without batting an eyelash.
Yes, I come from 340 years of the wealthiest zip code in America according to Harvard and their intelligence. Cheers.
Yes, I’m serious business because I inherit my part of an empire worth 340 years of collected interest and until then I’m putting off wealth because when I’m eighty I’ll still be doing the same thing I’m doing right now which is publically writing.
For one whole year peacefully my father and I text weekly and my dad’s only rule is not to traumatize him with anything bad about the past or violence or anything negative. Okay.
My only rule is: don’t criticize me, lecture me about my life and don’t tell me how to be or how to live. Okay.
For one whole year peacefully my mother and I text weekly and my mom’s only rule is to not use any swear words. Okay.
My only rule is: don’t criticize me, lecture me about my life and don’t tell me how to be or how to live. Okay.
Finally, for the first time in my life both of my parents get, I don’t drink or use drugs, and remotely I’m a highly socialized introvert and homebody who remotely writes grants and fellowships as well as work as a remote blogger and remotely write feature-length film scripts and remotely write distribution film contracts and look over blueprints and remotely work as appointed volunteer intellectual engineer tycoon boss for no pay. Hahaha. Lol.
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Writing Is Worth More Than Money
Seriously, I can’t help the business of writing doesn’t pay.
No, I haven’t ever been a prostitute.
No, I haven’t ever been a stripper.
No, I haven’t ever been a pharmaceuticals rep.
Yes, I’m simply a humble volunteer writer like a Public Service Announcement.
Yes, everywhere I go, I have people tell me, they think me brilliant, and kind and genuinely warm and an excellent conversationalist. Thanks!
Even though, I haven’t ever made any monies from my intellectual work, still, yet, diligently for twenty-years I work on volunteer writing Fellowships and grants and feature-length film scripts and consult on intellectual CEO matters even though at first CEO’s don’t ever listen to me.
Many CEO’s will outright insult me and get quite mean, rude and cruel with me then immediately get on the phone (or text is quickest) and profoundly and profusely apologize because bosses come to realize I was right all along thus bosses literally fire their entire staff and invite and welcome and carte blanch my existence to remotely run their entire empires from my cell phone because I can do the job of ten people because I actually know what I’m talking about therefore I get appointed volunteer graphic design departmental boss because I don’t ask questions I simply get the digital work well done then check the empires’ stocks and consult on stock market matters even though real estate is what actually makes multimillionaires except who wants the hassle to be a landlord. Nobody.
Also in 2010 I began to consult on corporate and commercial CEO matters even though sometimes I have literal staff and employees scream, swear and yell at me and threaten violence for suggesting to bosses to go completely remote.
Employees seem to lose their minds when I come in and clean house for the purpose to ensure the bosses’ main objective wishes which is to always utilize compact and lightweight digital devices to remotely run the company from anywhere on the ground or around the globe. Ok.
Since 2010, I’ve been working as remote volunteer corporate and commercial CEO consultant.
Why?
Because I tell it like it is. I tell it like I see it. No bullshit. No flirting. No wreckage. No whims. No stupidity to get noticed. No malice. No cruelty. Only Intelligence, however.
Yes, I’d much rather sit around and write feature-length film scripts and eat healthy snacks and make an awesome percolator cup of coffee. Yep.
Tuesday, November 24, 2020 and Wednesday, November 25, 2020
“.”
(Leo Rosten’s
Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
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Dress Etiquette.
Dress.
Chapter 26.
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or at the house
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Hi. Hello.
Happy Tuesday and Wednesday! I’m right here working away at projects.
Happy Thanksgiving Week!
Happy Remote Thanksgiving!
No Travel Warnings are in Affect.
Happy COVID-19 Thanksgiving! Yep. Morbid and true and tragic
` Life has changed forever because pandemics take one to three years to clear.
COVID-19 is at its Ut-most high.
Please, be careful.
Happy wellness!
Wear a mask. It’s the law.
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COVID-19
Here.
Present.
Healthy As a Horse
Wear A Mask.
Regularly, wash one’s Hands.
Let’s go, America!
COVID-19 leaves people with mental illness
Quarantined as Usual
The Bunker is a literal Bunker
Now, there’re entire generations
Of nurses with COVID-19
And mental illness
And dire side effects of
COVID-19
Entire generations of nurses
For which will probably not
Ever be the same again
After the PTSD
Of
COVID-19
STAY QURANTINED
If one cares to live
The only way
The Shakespeare family
Made it through
The black plague
Was to quarantine
Yep.
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Tenure Nonfiction Public Blog Writer:
Form Yom Kippur until January 5th of each year I take about a month off from the public blog because life is super busy at this time of year.
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Educated Nonfiction Writers Write The Truth
Yes, factually and accurately I write whatever I have witnessed, seen, heard and directly informed.
For crying aloud, this isn’t Anais Nin’s thirty year diaries. No.
This is a public modern blog about the life of a nonfiction writer writing in the nonfiction genre because I also write poetry, film scripts and novels and nonfiction is nothing like the other subgenres. No.
No, this nonfiction public blog isn’t Anais Nin’s private collection of thirty years worth of diaries and her sexual exploits and sexual fantasies.
No.
This is a nonfiction public blog and journals about the life of one Indigenous 100% Maya American Minnesotan writing about my life in general from training a canine to shopping, product value and product placement to the cost of living to housing shortage to the subject matter of writing especially nonfiction blogging in public in front of the entire world for the entire world to read. Please.
Public writing takes real intrinsic confidence.
No, I’m not ever cocky.
No, I’m not arrogant.
No, I’m not an old woman.
No, no one’s an old woman.
Yes, I think like wise old people because I can see ten steps ahead.
Yes, I’m quite confident in who I am and what I say.
Seriously, I’m a fully well developed mature woman of 43.
Yes, I can swear or get extremely obstinate whenever I’m manipulated or publically called a “cunt” then I can get real mean and ugly as any woman’s prerogative after she’s been called a “cunt.”
Calling a woman a “cunt” is only done for the purpose to throw her off her game and she will get thrown off her game, however. She’s still got it and the ball’s in her court and she’s not off the rails simply ready to bulldoze anyone ever so cruel as to publically call any woman a “cunt.” No way!
Look, I’m a complex thinking problem-solving machine therefore quite simple in taste, design and lifestyle yet quite classy and lovely unless challenged like two moose knocking antlers.
No, nobody has anything on me because I’m not competitive.
Psychology teaches us, “Adults are children in big bodies.” Ha! Funny.
The moment I get called a “cunt” in public then I act like a “cunt” because no one ever calls any woman “cunt” much less do women call themselves “cunt.” Seriously, Please.
Please, don’t waste my time or I do go into “cunt mode” whenever publically called a “cunt” then I’ll show anybody “cunt mode.”
Impressive, no woman wants to ever find herself in any “cunt mode.”
If any mature lovely woman finds herself forced into “cunt mode” then go there and “own it” and be in the moment and be the “cunt” one’s being sworn at. Yep.
Personally, I’ve been informed being called a “cunt” is the equivalent of being punched.
Yep, I’m here for love because there’s no money here.
There’re no gifts.
There’re no vacations.
There’re no naps.
There’re rushed meals.
There’re rushed grocery runs and errands.
They’re no wages.
They’re only contracts for no wages.
There’s nothing of value here except time and “time is money.”
Mostly all was lost in the stock market this year when we sold our Chinese shares in foreign market stocks, however. International taxes are too expensive.
Now, the Dow Jones. Wow! Cool.
A vaccination is in sight.
Pandemics happen each every one hundred years and the duration of most pandemics last between one and three years.
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Writing is more Power than Money
Money Is A Lot of Paperwork to Sell
Writing Is A Lot of Work to Make Sense
Yes, I write by “the letter of the law” as any other nonfiction writer does.
Yes, anything for which I write is “fact-checked” and my word stands correct because I “tell it, like it is” or publically write a nonfiction blog as the literary genre calls for this nonfiction subgenre to be correctly be written because nonfiction writing isn’t fiction or poetry of film script writing. No.
Plus, I’m not a “borderline personality disorder” so I don’t have a propensity for physical violence or mood swings unless provoked or black and white mentality or extreme highs and lows.
Since I’m not a “delusional schizophrenic” then I don’t fear being alive because I’m not afraid of much except personal violence abuse against my persona or body.
Nonfiction isn’t article writing or essay writing. No.
Nonfiction is a day or a week or a month or a year or a decade or decades in the life of the writers ever so gracious as to praise us with the writer’s presence to take the time to prolifically think about what to publically write for readers to have learned “audience appreciation” to clearly see life from the writers point-of-view because writers write “to make sense out of the world” and more precisely to be poignant, direct, precise in the telling of their nonfiction moral tale or nonfiction subgenre format which is the most liable of all of the writings therefore writers get it right because all records are permanent and go down in history therefore writers don’t mince words and rarely get their life story wrong.
Now, some poser writer most likely will lie while the writers are here for the reader to learn a massive moral tale therefore readers don’t make the same mistakes as the intelligent writers who already thought the mistake through like any mathematician, engineer and prolific thinker of the times because all writing is thinking through mathematics, logic and reason.
Now, let’s not waste our time constantly questioning my authority because I earned my authority. I went out into the world of academia and did exactly as I was instructed therefore in my twenty years as a published writer I find it not only my duty and my obligation to tell the truth then I don’t wrongly get this account of our times and my life then we all go down in history as the real heroes of our times because I’m not going to make a mess out of a perfectly good and well natured need to inform and respect the reader since I told the reader long ago about how writers don’t cuddle the reader because writers don’t spit in the eye of any reader.
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Life Notes:
Correctly Conducted Ballet Exercises
Yes, I’m a private school, private college and Big Ten university officially trained literary writer (10 years,) ballet dancer (8 years) and photography and film (10 years.)
Yes, I’m actually who I say I am.
Oh, I’m only a decent ballet exercise participant.
No, I don’t dance ballet. No.
No, ballet exercises may not be done incorrectly or one will mangle bones.
Ballet exercises can only be done correctly or not at all.
Yes, in April 2020 I did wrong ballet floor exercises, laying on my back ready to kick in “bicycle motion” and by mistake I rotated inward rather than up and down thus twisted my left kneecap for which I’m told I wouldn’t be able to walk with a dislocated kneecap for which is literally out of joint, however. I did some Mayo Clinic research and discovered a dislocated kneecap is quite common and either one is able to correctly “pop” or slide the kneecap back into place or not. Yep.
Yes, everyday whenever I get a break from being the boss to a graphic design department or whenever I get a moment away from dealing with mildew or mold primer then I do ballet exercises no matter what Minnesota thinks because sitting at a computer for long periods of time or lots of maintenance work can be difficult on the body therefore correct ballet stretching exercises “does the body good.”
America, let’s go, we have remote computer work and priming and painting to get done in all of our abodes.
Let’s go!
Let’s get this right.
Let’s wire America to work remote as well as clean up buildings, structures, garbage and take care of municipalities because Lake Street, Minneapolis, MN is starting to feel like home again since we biked the entire length of Lake Street all spring, summer and fall 2020.
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Correct Ballet Exercises
Yes, I’ve worn many pink tutus in my life. Yep.
No, I haven’t worn a pink tutu in twenty years.
Yes, I went to private schools, colleges and universities for 10 years (one complete decade) to study each individual mathematical artistic medium because I’m not good at anything unless I properly learn how to correctly do anything especially the mathematics of art and marathon form running.
Yes, I hold several degrees. Ha, Ha, Ha. Hilarious.
This is the end of twenty-years and my degrees for which didn’t ever serve me in any type of income bracket or monetary means.
Twenty-years later I’m now a volunteer engineer, volunteer general manager and volunteer boss to an entire graphic design department and anything to do with computer graphics and intelligence and I’m also volunteer janitor of anything to do with endurance and cleaning and maintenance.
Yes, nearly singlehandedly I’m almost done with building an entire broadcast studio therefore ballet exercises are essential for stretching out muscles and muscle tone. Yep.
Look, I win the twenty-first century.
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Ballet Exercises Helps
With Janitorial Duties
Look, April 2020 and May 2020 I spent two months clearing out an entire basement bunker and dusting and cleaning down walls and sweeping and more dusting and more bleach-treatment of walls.
Look there’s no mold in the entire building because five years ago when a pie ruptured and there was a flood in the building then at the time the boss bleach-treated all of the walls and took care of the mold five-years ago.
So in April 2020 and May 2020 I cleared ten year’s worth old furniture and more furniture and papers.
The electricians, fire chief inspection and builders and contractors have all been through and give the building two thumbs up.
June 2020 I spent the entire month bleach-treating white mold, black mold and mildew.
September 2020 and October 2020 bleach-treated and wiped down more walls because the job had to be well done.
September 2020, October 2020 and November 2020 I spent all months bleach-treating five-year black mold.
November 2020 I began to mold prime and prime treat walls.
Monday, November 16, 2020 I spent all week priming with mold primer.
As of Tuesday, November 24, 2020 all of the wiring is correctly secured by electricians and building contractors. Not once did I shock myself.
For two years, there’s no black mold only there’s only the smell of bleach-mildew walls therefore I bleach-treated mildew and began to mold prime.
No, there’s been no reoccurring black mold for five years because five years ago the entire building’s basement was bleach-treated. Yes!
When there’re heavy rains the building’s dry as a bone.
Dealing with humidity thus looking to foam insulate a crawl-space.
The public pool smell is gone out of the building because for six months I wiped down walls with cold water and cloth and Dawn soap. Yep.
January 2021 we begin a Vlog to sell ads.
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Where In The World Is, Waldo?
Places to Live or Not
Let’s take care of our municipalities, St. Paul, MN street garbage and paint homes and buildings because primer and pain doesn’t take much.
St. Paul, MN always looks so shabby with street garbage everywhere blowing this way and that way.
What’s with St. Paul, Minnesota’s municipalities?
Yes, as an invited guest, spouse and boss I have been holding down the fort in St. Paul, MN and aside from how much I have sworn without physical violence I don’t care what oversexed St. Paul, MN thinks of me because I stand up for all women of color who don’t have a voice and I don’t allow myself to ever be a slave, servant and an afterthought when I’m running an entire graphic design department and finishing up building a broadcast studio for zero wages. No. Back, Minnesota.
Personally, I don’t think the Midwest understands, “direct.”
Three weeks ago I met the cruelest and meanest Somali female driver screaming at a white pregnant woman and I understood the Midwest doesn’t understand “direct” vs. cruelty.
Direct is ever so kind as to have to take the time to stop in the Target line and say, “Ladies, please back away in an era of COVID-19 because I can feel you breathing down my neck.” Genuine smile with tons of kindness and the other immediately knows the direct information is for the other party to adhere to poignant communications especially during a pandemic.
Cruelty isn’t direct.
Cruelty is cruelty for the sake to be mean and hateful.
Direct is a lot of information conveyed for the benefit of all.
Direct doesn’t play games.
Direct is direct.
Oh, I miss Boston.
No, I don’t ever miss my family or friends because I text out three thousand texts per month.
Literally, I miss running errands by subway throughout the green line of Boston in which I did go into bakeries and the Italian section of town and “everyone” is super direct and polite and kind and direct and more direct especially in Quincy market with all of the tourists from all over the world.
No, I don’t like to travel, however.
Once I’m someplace then I don’t want to leave.
For us to “teletransport” (not literally, sci-fi) myself into Los Angeles on Van Ness Street with all of our family, pets and children then I wouldn’t ever move off of Van Ness or venture to the Ocean since I don’t set foot on any vessels or water past my ankles because the probability of death exponentially goes up.
Yes, absolutely drop two anchors whenever in any storm and high waves and seriously one must go against the waves or the alternative is worst which is to capsize.
Seriously, any type of engineering takes serious consideration.
Yes, with any type of high waves then one must go up against the waves and the ride is going to be atrocious.
There’s no reason to go on any vessel. Period.
Especially, there’s no reason to go on any vessel when the waters and waves are high past 15 foot high waves then definitely stay out of the water.
Yes, for about 8 summers we lived at the Manhattan Marina because my parents credit card records permanently places us on the exact longitude and latitude.
Yes, partially I have sailed the Atlantic ocean up and down the Eastern Seaboard for which the Chasapeak area is my favorite picturesque place in the world yet I wouldn’t live in the south because racism in America is the worst in Minnesota and Texas.
America, lake Street in Minneapolis, MN is being rebuilt and Lake Street is as flat and gorgeous as always.
America, yes, we hang out downtown, Minneapolis and walk around because downtown, Minneapolis has a Wholefoods which is my favorite store in the entire world due to their bamboo clothes I adore, however. I don’t have the means to shop at Wholefoods therefore I “window shop” and dream of a day I can purchase any of the bamboo clothes or the delicatessens deli of cheeses, cakes, desserts and breads.
Right now, I’m missing near El Presidente Hotel’s San Jose, Costa Rica’s by the national theatre all of the bakeries nearby all over the streets of San Jose. Thank you. I miss bakeries.
Yes, I’m a Costa Rican because we’re healthy and beautiful and bitter and direct and blunt in communications, however. Not ever haters.
My experience with the Costa Ricans has been brutally direct and blunt communications and nothing else otherwise.
Yours Truly;
Gabriel
Tuesday, November 10, 2020
“.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of
Jewish Quotations)
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Dress Etiquette.
Dress.
Chapter 26.
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For breakfasting in public
or at the house
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Hi. Hello.
Happy Tuesday!
Happy wellness!
Wear a mask. It’s the law.
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Advertisement Sales:
Yes, North Dakota Legion News the ads look fabulous.
We sold the entire program! Hooray!
The commercial ads look awesome!
Minnesota, I sale advertisements over the phone to marketing executives therefore I can and do sell about $1,000 of ads in one hour.
Yes, 100% goes to veterans’ chapters. How cool.
Why wouldn’t executives purchase ads from me?
Of course, they do even in COVID-19.
Now, I also boss the graphic design department and the ads are gorgeous! I’m extremely proud of our work. Thank you for your patience.
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Terrible home hair cut:
Minnesota, I’m extremely ultra-feminine yet I wrongly cut my hair and now I look like I have a terrible little boy home hair cut. Yep. I do. It’ll grow out.
Sigh.
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COVID-19
This 2020 Pandemic
Healthy as a Horse
Here
Present
10/30/20
Skull CT-Scan
Zero hairline skull fractures
Yes!
Wow!
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Difficult Question
About Cancer
Are nodules cancer?
Technically, no
And yes.
Personally, I have been taught
By the time anyone has any type
Of enlarged masse
Of any type
Hanging off of
Any organ
Then
The race against time begins
Because nodules can turn into
Tumors which then can
Turn into cancer
So the best prevention
Against cancer is early screening
Nodules are nodules
However, nodules can
And do become other than nodules
Do you understand me?
Because by the time one has
A constant sore throat
Then nodules can throw off
The entire chemistry of the body
Nodules are no good.
Personally only nurses tell patients
Nodules are no big deal
Until… a graph or biopsy
Confirms
Personally only nurses tell patients
Benign tumors are no big deal
Until… a graph or biopsy
Confirms
The problem with either
Nodules or tumors
Is they can obstruct
The voice box
Or other vital organs
The only way to beat a pandemic
Is to wash hands,
Stay 11 feet apart
And don’t breathe or talk to anyone
Or the foolish individual
May get an entire room
Full of people killed
NO!
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Hello, America
Yes, I will continue
To write about
The stock market
Yes, I believe
All of our offshore manufacturing
Out to be in-sourced rather than outsourced
Yes, Americans know how to loom
Yes, Americans know how to sew
Yes, Americans know how to manufacture
Yes, Americans know how to dye raw materials
First of all,
Bamboo clothing is some of the softest
Second of all,
No one makes high quality clothes
Like the Americans
One aspect of economy, I would like
To see return to our shores
Is anything out-sourced
Because pandemics
Last anywhere from
One to three years
Thus as American
Companies and corporations
Must begin to think about
Insular aspects of business
With a global reach
Look, when Americans
Make clothes then nobody can
Touch the label or the design
Because clothes is something
Americans know
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The electric Jeep must come forth
This entire nation of ours
Must go electric now
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The Chinese Stock Market
Will self sustain
China, we’ll see you in
One hundred years
China’s borders will now be closed off
To the rest of the world
China may have more
Populous of people
Yet China murdered the world
Nazis
Oh, China how could you have
Killed off the world?
China, you killed my best friends.
Oh, China
You murdered my family
China, this pandemic
Is personal
China’s COVID-19 murdered
Two of my family members
Oh, China
You took what was not
Yours to take
China, my third family member
Barely hangs in the balance
Our nurse may perish
Because you
China, the borders are now
Closed off to you
China, we love you
China, you will sustain your own economy
China, don’t ever think you can
Get away with killing off
The world
We don’t like it
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Yes, I voted in person
To make a social statement
Yes, I go grocery shopping
Even though the Minnesotans
Don’t physically watch out for me
And don’t keep 11 feet apart
Look, Minnesota, when you’re
Behind someone then
YOU HAVE TO
WATCH OUT
FOR THE PERSON
IN FRONT OF YOU
BECAUSE PEOPLE
DON”T HAVE EYES
ON THE BACK OF THEIR HEAD
The Minnesotans greatly annoy me
The Minnesotans are seriously
Some of the pettiest, shallow, racist
Dumbest over sexualized
People I ever met
Minnesotans in public
Remind me
Of dogs that drag their butts
Around on the ground
Because of some itchy affliction
To the anus or rectum
Minnesotan are either charming or rude
Minnesotans don’t know
How to be direct and respectful
Minnesotans think if they’re mean
Then they’re direct
Wrong
There’s finesse to being direct
And respectful Vs a complete moron
There’s nothing here for me except my husband
My family either lives in Fredicksburg, Texas
Or Rockport, Massachusetts
Seriously, China just killed
The entire world with
Bacterial genocide
China will not hold any type
Of strong hold in either
Textiles, hard lines, automobiles
Clothing and apparel
Or the culinary arts
Food, art or science
Because China
Is a Bacterial Nazi
For which such committed Genocide
Yep.
China will have to go
Trials of the Geneva Convention
Because China just
Murdered the world
I mean, what else is there to say?
Nothing.
Need I say more?
No.
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Jeans Are A
Dirty Business
Well, I think the business of
Jeans is a disgusting and dirty business
To literally makes jeans
It takes gallons and gallons of water
With mostly toxic dyes
Therefore there a company
Called “Nudie Jeans”
For which refurbishes denim ware
Because making jeans is extremely
Harmful to the environment
Therefore America must get into
The business of jean manufacturing
With environmentally safe
Precautions to the manufacturing of jeans
Jeans is a science
One has to practically be
A genius to make
Refurbished denim
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Sulfites
Personally, I can’t stand sulfites in
Wine or shampoo
The Americans will get into
Environmentally friendly products
~~~
Cruelty Free
Means when no animals
Are harmed in the
Making of makeup products
Americans will get into
Inexpensive
Cruelty free products
~~~
Puma Tennis shoes
Are so beautiful
Thank you.
Puma is all a great company
~~~
Constipation
for
Cancer Patients
Well, nothing ever worked
For me through
2009-2017
Eight years of
Uterine Fibroid Tumors
No one ever informs
Patients about how
The constipation
Will hurt more than
The tumors
The large size of grapefruit
The only way I learned to deal
With severe tumor constipation
Was to take one hour
In the bathroom
And gently rub
My own back and stomach
And apply my own deep tissue massage
Otherwise nothing else worked
Jordana Green,
you’re in our prayers and thoughts
Jordana Green, we hang unto
Your ever word.
We love you.
New Jersey loves you.
Minnesota loves you.
We love you.
Jordana, you’re a great journalist
We love your transparency
No one ever talks
About cancer and constipation
Until now when
Jordana Green did today
Over broadcast radio airwaves
Thank you.
Yours Truly;
Gabriel
Thursday, October 29, 2020
“.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of
Jewish Quotations)
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Hi. Hello.
Happy Thursday!
All day I thought it was Wednesday.
Happy wellness!
Wear a mask. It’s the law.
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Joe Biden is my final vote.
Let’s go America!
Bye-Don is the final vote.
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Happy COVID-19 Halloween!
No trick-or-treating this year.
No school except from remote learning.
Come on! America, let’s get it together.
We’re so tired of this pandemic.
We still have another two years to go so let’s lower the mortality rate.
COVID-19 is worse than the AIDS pandemic was in the 1980’s.
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No, I don’t live in my parents’ basement
Yes, I live in a basement apartment and it’s glorious.
Warm, sound proof and quiet thus an awesome cool space.
Yes, I’m a cool adult so no one is going to put down or dismiss my dwellings.
Plus, a basement apartment keeps me from getting COVID-10 because I’m isolated.
~~~
Free Movies!
Seriously, I still don’t know who won the World Series.
Yes, I can live stream the presidential debates.
Yes, all movies ought to be free to watch over the internet because it’s the ads that sell the merchandise.
Seriously, all films ought to be free and downloadable for all Americans because we need entertainment and enjoyment especially through these difficult and heartbreaking times.
Yes, I’ve been streaming free family wholesome films which are considered large budget B-movies and they’re wonderful.
All of the films have great acting, good moral tales and a good storyline.
Thank you, ABC.
Thank you, Crackle.
Thank you, Freeform.
Thank you, You Tube.
Thank you for keeping the masses calm.
You’re in my heart.
Thank you, Bill Maher, even though I have my own personal boycott of Bill Maher’s show since April 2020. I’ve recorded all of the shows, I have yet to sit down and watch.
Thank you, Rachel Maddow for being the helm of this country in politics and news.
The only person to trust is Dr. Rachel Maddow.
Take it away, Mr. Bill Maher.
Ms. Maddow, America loves you.
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COVID-19
This 2020 Pandemic
Healthy as a Horse
Here
Present
~~~
Yes, We’re Still Here
Yes, Heterosexual Monogamous Exclusive
Yes, we’re Husband and Wife
Because we live and work together
~~~
October is Cancer
Awareness Month
Yes, my favorite radio show is WCCO at any time of day or night.
Yes, I was so sad to hear Sid Hartman passed away.
No, I neither once nor ever met Sid Hartman nor did I ever go out of my way to meet Sid, however. Sid made a huge impact on my life and I hung unto each and every single word Sid uttered over the radio. Sid was my rock and someone I greatly look up to. Sid Hartman was my radio broadcast hero.
Yes, I’m so sad to hear Jordana Green deals with leukemia.
Yes, I have misspelled Jordana Green’s name in the past. I used to spell Jordana’s name Georgiana. Sorry.
Yes, Jordana Green is one of my radio broadcast heroes therefore our prayers are with Jordana and her family.
Yes, I know what it’s like to live with cancer therefore I take it quite rather seriously to have heard the news of Jordana’s cancer diagnosis.
Yes, please keep Jordana on the radio for as long as she has energy because her cancer journey will help many others cope and pull through with our cancer diagnoses as well.
Thank you to Jordana Green for the bravery and willingness to broadcast from the Mayo Clinic.
The problem with cancer isn’t living with cancer.
The problem with cancer one knows one day it can and will turn deadly then time’s up. Yep. We all know. We’re all mature adults.
~~~
R.I.P.
Don Tracy
Yes, our peeps are dying from COVID-19.
R.I.P. to Don Tracy of Kettle River, MN.
Yes, I was so sad to hear Don Tracy passed away from COVID-19.
No matter what anyone says about my former In-Laws, Don Tracy was very good to me and I to him. We had mutual respect and admiration for one another. I’ve sat around the kitchen table of Don Tracy and admired his bread pan.
Long live Don Tracy who taught me, men are gentle no matter how booming or thunderous their voice. Don Tracy was so good to me. I’m only honored to have met Don Tracy and been a part of his life for a many good 13 years.
Don Tracy molded my perspective of what good men are like even though I always told Don Tracy he did need to exercise more and watch out for portion control. Yes, I was that blunt and direct with Don Tracy because I didn’t talk behind his back. I told him what I thought of his health directly to his face because I live with cancer and there’s no reason for diabetes or other lifestyle diseases.
America, we must do better.
China, you won’t get away with murdering our American civilians and global citizens. Nope.
China will pay in full.
The Chinese will spend the next one hundred years isolated from the rest of the world for committing genocide.
~~~
MOA
Mall of America
Thank you
Yes, this weekend both Friday and Saturday I ventured out to the Mall of America because it’s one of my favorite places even though I deal with Intimate partner abuse and a spouse with borderline personality disorder who tends to want to skip in public so he’s noticed and tells me he “wants to fuck me in the ass” or tells me about his “erections” in public.
Look, I put this derelict in his place, still yet nothing takes away from the joy to leave the basement apartment and go and live and be and experience the beauty, wonder and awe of the Mall of America.
Everybody knows as a blogger I write about the Mall of America because even though I run an entire graphic design department and the boss refuses to pay me wages I still am one of the greatest consumers alive because I notice every stitch, every plastic contour and every angle and color of any type of merchandise.
If I had my wages then I would most certainly go on a shopping spree.
The rich don’t run America because the rich don’t spend any money since the rich are more like the poor and miserly.
America is run by the sweat and brow of the middle income earners who actually do make purchases larger than $5.00 for two meals.
The Burger King near Minnehaha Park is awesome! Thank you!
Tonight I ran out to KFC in Roseville, MN. Thank you.
Yes, Highland Park, St. Paul, MN requires a KFC.
Thank you to McDonald’s. Thank you for your hot fries.
Yes, Friday night I look forward to curve side only take-out or take away from any restaurant in St. Paul, MN.
Thanks for the hundreds of emails about how to do COVI-19 take-out food without dying from COVID-19.
Yes, I’m a great consumer even though I window shop because my husband’s cheap and has a closet full of clothes and shoes while I go in rags and torn clothes and holes in the insides of my tennis shoes, however.
My hardworking poverty as the boss to an entire graphic design department doesn’t preclude me from window shopping and knowing the true value and cost and price and worth of merchandise because I have the eye of an eagle and I have some of the most expensive taste on a budget since I mend my socks year after year and I take great pride in being amongst the millionaire class who give nothing in return while I run their companies and make them a lot of money.
Yes, I’m in rags and torn clothes and I have no shame because I build some of the most beautiful commercial advertisements in a five state area. The senators and the real estate tycoons thank me for my hard work and service to our great state of Minnesota.
You’re welcome.
Whenever I become a multimillionaire then, “I’ll have one of those and one of those and one of those. Thank you.”
Yes, I finished two novels this year.
Not bad.
People in other countries love my novels and my film scripts.
Yes, I will eventually write, edit and publish the great American novel because I practice at it. Yes, I love my novels even if Minnesotans don’t.
Practice makes perfect.
Yours Truly,
Gabriel
Wednesday, October 14, 2020 and Saturday, October 17th, 2020
“.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of
Jewish Quotations)
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Dress.
Chapter 26.
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Hi. Hello.
Happy Wednesday and Happy Saturday Morning!
Happy wellness!
Wear a mask. It’s the law.
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Joe Biden is my final vote.
Let’s go America!
Bye-Don is the final vote.
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Writing Vs. Editing:
Let’s make correct distinctions.
If I were to go “brain damaged” then I’ll lose my ability to write therefore status quo.
Let’s go!
We have a lot of work to do.
You know we do.
Come on, America!
We have a lot of work to get through.
For the past seven months as boss of an entire commercial graphic design department for a publications company, I barely make time to brush my hair three times per day through a pandemic and throat cancer thus I make time to write as much as I can because lots of graphic design work for no wages is simply a lot of time so I might as well write because documenting my life is important as a Maya Indigenous woman of color since statistically indigenous women are killed and murdered per higher capita than any other female demographics. For some reason America doesn’t seem to care about our Indigenous daughters’ and sisters’ lives. Please.
Look, I’m not brain damaged.
Writing is getting out as many correct and logical thoughts in correct order of sequence of events and no writer cares about misspellings or incorrect grammar because the ideas are more important than correct spelling.
Now, editing is all reading to correct the written misspelled language.
Period
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Surrogacy Pregnancy means nine months of incubation period because
It’s my husband’s sperm and my eggs therefore our children with our genes and DNA.
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COVID-19
This 2020 Pandemic
Healthy as a Horse
Here
Present
~~~
Yes, We’re Still Here
Yes, Heterosexual Monogamous Exclusive
Yes, we’re Husband and Wife
Because we live and work together
~~~
Intimate Partner Abuse
Verbal Abuse is Insidious
The question isn’t:
“Why doesn’t she leave?”
The question is:
“Why doesn’t he stop ripping out her hair?”
“Why doesn’t he stop kicking her?”
No, my digital evidence isn’t
A “cry for help”
No.
Don’t get it wrong
My digital evidence
Of domestic violence abuse
Is evidence
Incase anything dire
Were to happen
To my body or head
Yep.
All I’m doing is leaving
A trail of crumbs
No one can say they didn’t know
Because I video-text the
Entire world
My video evidence of
Domestic violence abuse
No, I don’t make my
Domestic violence abuse
A secret
Why?
Why would I?
I wouldn’t.
Domestic violence abuse
Isn’t my shame, crime or guilt
Oh, well
Deal with the fact I
Address the subject matter of
Domestic violence abuse
Because I’m not a victim
I’m victimized
And I do
Bilateral therapy
To correct the trauma
Yes, bilateral therapy helps
With new neurological pathways
Step aside, my bully is mine
Look around.
There’s no one here
Except me
And I will self defend
And self protect
By covering my head
No, I’m not the perpetrator
No, I’m not the instigator
No, I’m not the abuser.
No, I’m not a victim.
No, I’m not low self esteem.
Yes, I address
Each and every single
Aspect of domestic violence
No, I don’t allow for anyone
To abuse me
Yes, directly I address
All aspects of abuse
Through eloquence and articulation
Even if I cry like a baby
Still I get out words
And make perfect sense
This is why I get to
Continue to publically write
Because I spell it all out
Without any agenda
Simply, recording events
Because I won’t
‘go gently into that good night’
Nope.
Look, my life expectancy is supposedly
One hundred for our generation
So, I don’t believe in suicide
And I don’t expect to die
Of natural causes until the age of
One hundred
(100)
So
Highland Park, Saint Paul, MN
Please, don’t murder me
Thank you.
Look, I’m confident.
Look, I don’t feel bad about myself
Look, this is not a cry for help.
This is a record.
No, don’t pity me.
I don’t need anybody’s pity
Simply use the good old fashion
American saying,
“Poor girl”
Because the entire Highland Park
Neighborhood is watched me
Get my hair ripped out in public
And I cry like a baby
I don’t care who hears me
Men in their right mind
Don’t rip out women’s hair
Simply because women
Ask questions
Yep.
All video recording
Is also a record
Yes, I’m leaving
A crumb trail of
Video-text recordings
Because with
Borderline personality disorder
They don’t seem to understand
How enraged they get
With physical violence
Therefore if I end up
Gravely injured
At the hands of rage
Then we’ll know
Exactly what happened
Because I’m still me
And beautiful
And smart
And kind
Once a week
If I get liquor in me
Then I still am intelligent
Once a week
If I get liquor in me
Then I don’t mince words
And I mean what I say
With throat cancer
Because I say what I mean
Because I know exactly
What I’m talking about
Even though cocaine heads
Are manipulative
With their genitalia hanging out
And always horny
And ready for sex
No, I don’t do drugs
Yes, I will drink one
A rum and coke
Once a week
And don’t think
Anything escapes me
In any room
In the world
Because my parents
Are Harvard Ivy League
Psychologists therefore
All I’ve ever been is
A guinea pig and studied
Rather than loved
Therefore I take rules
Seriously or
The alternative is to prove
My innocence
At each step
Of the way
Through video recordings
Yep.
No, I have no money.
Yes, I have power.
Evidence is King.
Digital evidence is King.
Yep.
I know exactly
What I’m talking about
Therefore I’m the boss
Even though the boss
Thinks I’m his servant.
Ha
Funny
Hilarious
No, I don’t make
Any of this stuff up.
~~~
Music Lessons
Monday I Skateboarded Ten Miles
To Get to one Music Lesson
Because I got ditched
Except I don’t miss out
On my music lessons
Simply because
Someone else is having a tantrum
No.
~~~
Building an entire basement apartment
Truly, seriously and in earnest
One month away
From Completion
Yes, in the last
Seven months I built
A broadcast studio
No joke
Yes, I rewired
Without getting electrocuted
Yep, I’m that smart.
Yes, I have done
All of this manual labor
And more
Yes, I also built
An entire basement apartment
Yep.
Yes, my home is below an office
Yet above a bunker
My home is a basement apartment
With a broadcast studio
Our home’s name is called
“The Bunker”
Seems suitable
Through a pandemic
Plus I built the living apartment
During a pandemic
Yes, interior decorators
Have asked me if
Interior decorators
May take
Pictures of my humble abodes
Because interior decorators
Have informed me they
Like my design concepts
Always on a tight budget
Yep.
Yes, with five thousand
Or less an entire floor
Of any building can be
Primed, painted and redecorated
No, I’m not an interior decorator.
Nope.
Simply, I know how to think
Like an interior decorator
Because I did
‘Dress’ sets for Hollywood
Yes, my career
As an independent
Mass Media Executive Producer
Begun working for Hollywood
As a production assistant
In the year 2000
Yes, right after
My undergraduate degree
In global communications
Directly I went to work
For Hollywood,
However
Not in Hollywood. No.
Distinctions are vitally important.
Yes, I’m a Mass Media Executive Producer.
Correct.
Yes, I write
One-hundred thousand dollar grants
For scientist, artists and businesses
~~~
Aesthetic rules
Are the same
Across the board
Yes, presently as the boss
Of an entire graphic design department
For a publications company
As of this week I worked with
CUB’s same font, lettering and type
For text change for
Address change for
Print media
Commercial advertisements
And sizing specs for Geico
Building graphic elements
For real estate tycoons
And senators
For which I’m ever so
Grateful each commercial account
Does email back
And comments
The same thing:
“Beautiful.”
Thank you.
Not bad.
Not bad at all
Cheers.
My commercial
Graphic design department
Work is better than white males
Yep.
I did it!
I surpassed previous bosses
Ha
Cool
Seriously, why wouldn’t any
Marketing executive
Not purchase advertisements
From me
When I call
Their commercial accounts directly
Since I boss
The graphic design department
And the work is awesome.
I mean seriously,
The advertisements coming out of
This pandemic is so beautiful
The work is good old U.S. of A.
Truly, commercial work is rock star.
Yes.
Now I know Photoshop
Like ‘the back of my hand’
Yes, I’m decent at In-Design.
(Computer program)
It’s alright.
Photoshop is King.
Illustrator is annoying
(Another computer program)
Photoshop is the pumping artery
Yes, I love doing commercial graphics
More than any other work, however.
~~~
Homework, reading materials
About the stock market
Yes, I will do anything
In my literary power
To advocate to bring back
The backbone
Of the fashion industry
To sew all clothes on
American domestic shores
Because in America
Our laws
Stand against
Sweatshop labor
Yes, I’ve always wanted a Hawkeye
University of Iowa sweatshirt, however
The last time I looked into
Purchasing a sweatshirt
There was too much
Mexican Sweatshop labor
Therefore I gave up on
The notion of purchasing
Any Sweatshirt
Simply, I couldn’t bring myself to
~~~
The greatest aspect of the
University of Iowa’s
Bookstore shop
From
September 1998 - August 2000
Was “Burt’s Bees”
Beauty cosmetic line
Thank you
As a cancer patient
My life changed forever
When I discovered
Burt’s Bees
Yes, twenty years later I still
Fight one form or another of cancer
Organs keep getting
Surgically removed
Yikes
Look, tumors are cancer.
Period
No, don’t be afraid of tumors.
I’m not.
However, do be afraid to wake up
One morning and...
Seriously, with thyroid tumors
Or throat cancer
The cancer can spread to
Lymph nodes then
The tumors take on the shape
Of blood cancer then
Really game over
Done forever
Because who comes back from
Blood cancer
Hardly anybody
Now, thirty-three thousand
American women
Die each year
From breast cancer
Now, one million
American women
Die each year
From domestic violence abuse
~~~
Verbal Abuse is Insidious
Yes, like a baby I cry after
Three straights hours
Of being called a “cunt”
Personally, I don’t ever swear
Unless sworn at
For days and weeks
And months then
All hell breaks loose
And I begin to
Project all of the swear words
To the person’s mom
With the following;
“You, cunt mom”
“Fuck you, mom.”
“Spic whore, mom.”
“Ugly spic, mom”
Nope, I no longer take
Verbal abuse seriously.
Now, I begin to laugh.
For two years I’ve
Openly and in public wept
About verbal abuse
Because I took
Verbal abuse personally
No, my crying isn’t a cry for help
Yes, I deal with my
Domestic violence abuse
No, I don’t allow myself
To be publically humiliated
Now, I’ve begun to chuckle and
Giggle and laugh
Even Though
This makes
My husband enraged
What’s a girl to do?
Nothing except laugh
Violence is stupidity
By ten
Personally, I find it pathetic
My husband rips our my hair
In public view and I cry
‘Like a baby’
Each time
Because hair ripping
Is not anything I’ve
Ever experienced
In my entire life
Who knew?
I had no clue
Anyone ripped out
Anyone’s hair
Supposed, the statistics show
Domestic violence abuse
Is quite common
Ten (10) million Americans each year
Gets injured
Due to domestic violence abuse
Yes, most abusers
Are all the same
Ha!
Bummer
Physical domestic violence abusers
Mainly all share
The same characteristics
Of borderline personality disorder
Which ‘good luck’
These folks are psychopaths
And pathological liars
Therefore must be held accountable
And quite charming
Yet quite enraged
Because such types
Choose violence over words
No, borderline personality disorder
Isn’t sociopathic
No.
Yes, I meant to write “psychopaths”
Because violence is a pathology
Usually through childhood rape
~~~
No, I wasn’t raped as a child.
Seriously, I’m so obvious.
Yes, I lived in the same two tin huts
And spent my days the same way
Until the age of six which
Was mainly revolved around
Meal times, Sunday church, play
And self care and dressing
And prayer at meal times
And before bed
Amen.
Goodnight.
Next day, same thing
I mean, really
I had the best childhood
I am one of the lucky ones
My “Roble Alto”
Franciscan Nuns
Orphanage experience
Was quite
Studious and strict meal times,
Embroidery activities,
Prayer, self care
Friendships and Sunday church
And Sunday picnics
In Heredia, Costa Rica
Rinse and repeat for four years.
No, I wasn’t ever raped in the orphanage.
Nope.
No, nothing bad ever happened to me
No, my birth mom
Guadalupe Estrada didn’t
Ever drop us off
On the street.
No.
My birth mom
Went and spoke to
The Costa Rican government
And met all regulations
And signed
Her children over
To the orphanage
Because simply
As a single mom sewer
My birth mom couldn’t
Afford us and this
Was explained to us
Directly by all adults involved
And I accepted this truth
And continued to study
To have a great childhood
Without anything
Ever badly happening
On a daily basis
Thus I’m a homebody
Because in my opinion
Nothing bad happens at home
Unless domestic violence abuse
This occurs each week
Monotonous
Violence is boring
~~~
No, I don’t instigate or condone violence
If ever I’m brutalized
Then I cry like a baby
Because I’m a woman
And I don’t like to brawl.
Seriously, I was safer at the orphanage
Than racist America
Now, I’m a ‘happy go lucky’ adult
Unless belittled, disrespected or put down
No, I don’t have a lot of hang-ups
Except how I’m spoken to
Personally, I don’t
Take public humiliation personally,
Yet I don’t allow for anyone
To publically humiliate
Because I don’t
The whole world knows, I mean business
Because each of my
Graphic design departments
Monthly periodicals are worth
Ten-thousand dollars
($10,000)
of
Commercial print media
Advertisements
Thus ever since
The first week of April 2020
My work as boss
Has sunk $10,000 in the hole
Per month
Yep.
This is a fact.
Period
Can you do that?
I do.
And I can.
Working on the
North American Legion News
For color advertisements
Just finished
The Veterans of War
Spring State Program
And just finished
The Minnesota
American Legion Spring Program
Right
Like the fashion industry
Six months ahead of schedule
The commercial advertisements
Are gorgeous
Yes, I’m quite proud
Of my graphics work
Because I don’t get paid wages
My tennis shoes have
Holes in the inside of them
There’s a clause
In my contract about
A new pair of tennis shoes
Every six months, however
After two years with the same
Tennis shoes
Then I ‘no longer hold my breath’
‘Are you kidding me?’
Personally, I’m the greatest
Middle income earning consumer
Because I love to keep
A comfortable and manageable
Abode in small spaces
Yet I love all of the
Accouchements and fashion
~~~
Yes, my real estate budget
Is $650,000
Yes, correct.
Yep.
Now, I’m nearly done with the
Broadcast studio
The basement apartment is
One month away from completion
And there’s always the bunker
No, I don’t go to the bunker
Unless a terrible storm
Bunkers are more for comfort
In time of need, however
Bunkers are sterile
No matter how
Plush or posh
Now, yes, always consider
Building a bunker
In this time of pandemic
Yes, I’m grateful
To be self quarantined
With my husband
In our nearly done
Basement apartment
And bunker
~~~
A Rescue Puppy
January 2021
Hopefully, by December 2020
We’ll rescue a
West Highland Scottish terrier
Yep.
Yes, we can and will have children
Yes, I have two ovaries
And two fallopian tubes
No, we’re not interested in threesomes
We’re heterosexual monogamous exclusive
We will raise the children
Without the surrogate
Yes, I’ll keep an
Eagle eye on my children
Because my genes and DNA
Are indeed pristine
Yes, I pass all of
My psychological evaluations
Yes, everyone knows I’m exhausted
Of working long hours for no wages
On average ten hours of
Verbal abuse
And weekly
Domestic violence abuse
Perpetrated upon me
No, there’s no crime in being poor.
No, there’s no mental illness in being poor.
Still yet, I test out for mental illness
Because I do weekly
Bilateral therapy
As well as create new
Neurological pathways
And don’t ever talk or re-live
Any domestic violence abuse trauma
Once every six months
I do self defend
Otherwise I protect
My head and allow
For the rage to pass
No, I’m not afraid of anyone.
No, I’m not afraid of my abuser.
Yes, I do get scared
Of my abuser’s anger
Yes, I’m scared
Of directed abuse
Specifically towards
My body
Especially when I’m
Articulate and eloquent
Yes, the whole world
Knows who I am
Yes, I’ve been publically writing
For ten years
Yes, in order to publically write
Then one must always use
Logic and reason
Otherwise one doesn’t get
To publically write
Since I make sense then I get
To continue to publically write
Whether readers
Agree or disagree
With what I have to say
Thanks, Highland Park,
You taught me about
Physical domestic violence abuse
~~~
Still dealing with the printers
Yes, many replacement pages
Because at last minute
New advertisements were bought
And how can we not add them
The advertisements
Look so beautiful
And most of the money goes
To our veterans chapters
In a five state area
You’re welcome
Yep, I do what I say I do.
I am who I say I am
Yes, I’m one woman
In the world
Who will write
How to re-structure
Domestic violence abuse policies
And dismantle police departments
Because Costa Rica doesn’t
Have much police or any army
And allocate funds to
Local community watch groups
So monies go to
Communities and not
Slave catcher’s wages
No more police wages
The police didn’t work out
Therefore monies
Will now go towards
Local neighborhood chapters
For gardens,
Neighborhood-watch groups
And granting computers into
Each home in America
And three-free-square meals for
All of the neighbors
Simple as redistribution of funds
Not socialist. No
Allocation of funds
Allocation of funds
Allocation of funds
Yep.
Bye, bye police departments
The people must first be fed
Local taxes are allocated
According to local vote
The End
~~~
Nothing seems to stop
The husband’s swearing
Yes, I yell “help”
Whenever I’m sworn at for
Three straight hours
Because
“Cunt, slut, whore”
Aren’t the only
English words in the
Oxford dictionary
Everything’s recorded
~~~
Yes, social services,
Ramsey County
And the police
All say there’s nothing
Anyone can do about
My domestic violence abuse
As well as daily verbal abuse
So I diligently work,
All of my psychological evaluations
Have passed,
Nearly finished constructing
An entire broadcast studio
And painting and decorating
An entire basement apartment
Yes, my contract has an added clause
About new tennis shoes
Each six months
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Yes, I’ve decided to learn to sing
Yes, I’m learning to sing with a band
Yes, the whole world knows I
Have thyroid tumors
And still I will learn to sing
Singing is way easier than writing
Yes, I love to sing,
However, I must learn to hold
Notes and sing
On pitch and key and tone.
Yep.
Yes, I can hit some of the same
Notes as Whitney Houston
Yep.
Yes, I’m learning from the very best.
~~~
Yes, I boss an entire
Graphic design department
For no pay
Yes.
Thank you to all of the
Real estate agent tycoons,
Commercial marketing executives
And legislators and senators
Who thank me for
Graphic design work
Well done
Yes, my graphic design elements
And work is better
Than the previous
White male graphic designer
Ok, the specs are difficult,
Yet I get the work done
Correctly and well
Thank you.
No, there’s no crime in being poor.
No, there’s no mental illness in being poor.
The inside of my tennis shoes
Have holes
And I still boss an entire
Graphic design department
by myself
for which for 1.5 years
I was told by
White men, I wouldn’t ever
know how to do the work
Yet I taught myself
Without any help.
Seven months later, I’m
A rock star at graphic design
Thanks, Geico.
Yes, I got the specs correct.
Yes, Geico says, I did ten minutes
Of spec work for which would
Have taken their entire
Team one month to do
Because they have
So much work,
Therefore I jumped in
And graciously I was bestowed
The honor to do
Specs and be granted the permission
To go to print and press media
For the entire Midwest to witness
You don’t understand how cool I am
Yes, I do know.
I say I am who I say I am
Because there’s documentation
~~~
No matter how much my husband
Tells me I was a child prostitute,
This isn’t true.
No matter how much my husband
Tells me I was anally raped
As a child,
This isn’t true.
Records indicate I had a great life
There wasn’t anything I needed for
As most Costa Rican single moms
From 1977-1983
We lived in two
Different places in
Catargo in tin huts
With tin roofs and
Nothing except
Other moms and their children
Or families living
Alongside mountainsides
Really, I mean.
Yes, I grew up with my
Mom and my grandma
And nothing bad
Ever happened to me
Other than I pooped myself
At the age of four
And who doesn’t
Seriously.
The government
Provided three square meals.
Yes, I had a rock collection.
That’s it.
Now, the official records
All indicate I am who I say I am
From birth till now
Thank you.
Cool.
Cheers.
Wink.
Yours Truly;
Gabriel
Tuesday, October 6, 2020
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Hi. Hello.
Happy Tuesday!
Happy wellness!
Wear a mask. It’s the law.
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Joe Biden is my final vote.
Let’s go America!
Bye-Don is the final vote.
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Healthy as a Horse
Here
Present
~~~
Narcissistic Moms
And
Borderline Personality Disordered Sons
(Both parties give me plenty of free writing material)
Nobody can make this stuff up
Nobody
“Truth is stranger than fiction”
- Lord Byron
The 88-year old narcissist mom threatens to call the police on me because I refuse to go to “family dinner.” Hilarious.
My Harvard Ivy League psychologist parents informed me I don’t ever have to sit through another one of those filthy and demeaning and cruel “family dinners” therefore four weeks ago I stopped attending such any abdominal dinners. I feel much better even though her son is destroyed by having to sit through dinners alone to face his abusive mother yet he was destroyed by his mother’s hatred of him while I sat through two years of dinners while I was made a target and emotionally shattered and told I was nothing, ugly and garbage by the Euro-trash 88-year old narcissistic mother who hates herself and acts a fool and a shrieking harpy and a nagging hag then by the end of dinner her son would join in and much of the past two years he has left the dinner table screaming and shouting obscenities at me while the mom loves the melodrama and each time I couldn’t believe a man who professes to love me would call me a “cunt,” “slut,” and “whore” over the dinner table and in front of his mom.
Anyone who has reviewed the video footage tells me both of them are certifiably insane. Yep. Both are definitely insane because both have lived alone and with each other only for the past fifty years without any sex, love or reality.
For fifty years both insane mother and son lived together as bride and groom detesting the other until I came along then they joined forces and still continued to detest each other, however. Now they have a new target thus and therefore both insane mother and son hate me and take out the brunt of their anger out on me.
Yes, I record my entire life to a 24/7 live feed streaming into a private server because like I’ve always said, I have power.
While everyone else has money, I actually hold real valuable power because I video record my entire life through the lens of a hidden camera. Yes!
~~~
“The only way to win,
Is not to play the game at all”
- War Games
Oh, to be 88-years old and to be someone else’s tormentor must mean one didn’t amount to anything in life.
The 88-year old narcissist mom threatens to call the police on me because I respectfully refuse to go anywhere near her. Hilarious.
She doesn’t scare me, I simply don’t want to go near a narcissist who is an emotional vampire and either complains, gossips, speaks ill of others or denigrates, insults or curses or criticizes.
Nothing positive ever comes out of the 88-year old narcissist. She revels in her own self made misery and self-loathing and hatred for me and I stay far-far away because she’s by far the worst mother I ever came across.
“Mommy Dearest”
There’s nothing more boring than two certifiably insane people, a mom and a son.
The insane seem to only speak in a negative tone about me even though I run their graphic design department for free and I scrap and paint walls and tar the roof of the office building and vacuum both office and house and dust, clean, sweep, mop and organize every single day for years.
The insane work themselves up into any frenzy and scream, shout and swear because I refuse to go near the 88-year old narcissist mom.
The moment I took myself out of the equation and no longer
sit through horrendous
“family dinners” for which the narcissist mother denounces the borderline
personality disordered son and tells him he is nothing and threatens to throw
the son out and each night denounces the son and makes the son feel as though
he is absolutely nothing at all thus and therefore in turn the son turns all of
his shame and guilt and disappointment and raging anger upon me then in turn
tells me I’m worthless, ugly, talentless and nothing and threatens to throw me
out whether I’m at dinner or not so I respectfully decline to go to dinner
because either way I’m going to be verbally abused anyway thus I’d rather the
insane son hurts me and I hear it from his intoxicated self rather than from
his mom who calls me a “bitch” everyday to his son. What an ingrate.
The certifiably insane 88-year old narcissist is crueler than anyone I have ever met and I have captured her all on video recordings for the past two years. Wow!
Yes, I plan to make a documentary about her. I have to wait for her to die of natural causes, however. I have captured her perfectly either swearing in English or Greek. I have her beat because she will go down in history as a charming monster to all.
No one will ever forget the fear, disgrace, cruelty and dishonor she has put me and her son through.
No one will ever forget the cruel insane of Greece.
She literally handed me a documentary film and for this I’m most grateful.
What a pair of ingrates.
~~~
Consistently the Mentally ill
Prove they’re Mentally ill
Yes, I prove my innocence each and everyday
Yes, get home cameras.
Yes, get hidden cameras.
Yes, have a camera rolling at all times
No, I have no shame in being on camera
Swearing because I don’t ever
Strike anyone
No, I don’t ever put violent hands on anyone
If I have to self defend then I have
However, self defense makes
Domestic Violence Abuse
Worse so one simply has to take the beatings
To stop the beatings
One must not react
And protect one’s cerebrum
The 88-year old narcissist mom no longer has her hooks into me except she still has her hooks into her son and poisons him against me because he’s cowardly and accepts nearly anything she says as the truth except both are pathological liars and this is how their mental illness binds them both.
The borderline personality disordered son is, too, foolish and, too, immature and, too, ignorant and basically retarded to question anything his narcissistic mother says about me being a whore which isn’t true at all and we all know I’m the least promiscuous person alive because I have been living with cancer for twenty-years therefore I don’t have time for melodrama.
Whatever the narcissist mom says then he lashes out against me and calls me terrible words because he seems to go into a retarded coma and trance for which his mom thinks she has the final word on life when it is I who has the final word because I have video record the two insane inmates screaming, yelling and swearing at each other while through two years of abusive dinners I silently wept at the dinner table while their screams became louder and the swear words wouldn’t stop.
The deranged mother won’t put a stop to her verbal and psychological abuse of her son therefore her son verbally and sometimes physically abuses me while each time I did see a glint of happiness in her eye to see us as a couple destroyed by her poison.
No matter how often she speaks ill of me, the bond between her son and I is stronger than her hatred and nothing brings her more discomfort than our love.
As a couple we continue each and every day very much as the same as the day before and the day before the one before without any change or without any break in the crime of my verbal abuse in which I’m told I’m garbage and I’m nothing. Who speaks like that? Nobody.
The certifiably insane 88-year old who will get on the phone with anyone in the Highland Park, St. Paul, MN neighborhood or in Greece to her relatives and she shouts and screams and gets real loud so I can hear her downstairs and I can hear her yell while she slanders my good name and smears me across the globe with lies, deceit and manipulation because the insane mom knows very well she has been stealing my Armani coats and jeans and Coco Chanel perfume bottles and silk long johns while I have absolutely nothing in the world yet she has everything.
Ha. Hilarious.
The mom has called me a “whore” and a “thief” and a “liar” when I haven’t done anything wrong.
Personally, I’m not worried about anything because I haven’t done anything wrong.
Simply, narcissists will call up all of their relatives in Greece and hold a smear campaign of monotonous repetitious lies and slander and liable which doesn’t make any of it true no matter how much she repeats the slander.
Look, for four weeks I refuse to go near the narcissistic 88-year old mom because she’s manipulative, verbally abusive and has been stealing my clothes and belongings for two years which I have been writing about for two years so I don’t go anywhere near her and this makes her nearly insane with rage and self-hatred and she thinks she still has power over me except she now has absolutely no power because I don’t ever cross her path and we live under the same roof and I’ve barely seen or spoken to her in four weeks and it’s like a vacation from Satan.
If I would’ve known sooner all I needed to do was ignore a narcissist certifiably insane mom then I would’ve a long time ago. I didn’t know I had a choice. Now I know better therefore I do better to keep myself safe from her delusions and insanity of pure hatred and more hatred.
Narcissists demand attention and validation.
Narcissists scream from the top of their lungs their point of view is correct and they are the authority on everything which they aren’t the authority on anything.
~~~
My Own Writing is A Witness
Now, the world is reading and has been reading for the past two years.
The only reason why I’m demanded to eat family dinner is so I’m on clean up duty except I do above and beyond indentured servitude.
The only reason why I’m ever wanted is to clean up like a servant rather than treated and prized and loved as a live-in spouse.
~~~
God Protects me
Yahweh Protects me
I Protect Myself from evil and harm
Personally, I don’t care what anyone thinks of me because my bank account has no money in it nor has my bank account has had any money in it except for what the divorce lawyers place into my bank account directly from a Wells Fargo account otherwise which was $200.00 in July 2020.
The whole world knows I’m an indentured servant even though I’m an equal spouse and I have absolutely nothing to my name and I’m worked all the time as a slave without pay.
My backpack is all I own in the entire world.
~~~
No, I’m not bipolar.
No, I don’t give my shirt off my back
Yes, I’ve passed all of my
Psychological evaluations
With Ramsey County
It’s not me.
Neither am I mentally ill nor an abuser.
Cool.
Inside my backpack I have long john bottoms, my dearest laptop, warm socks and a Patagonia windbreaker other than that I don’t own anything much else in this world therefore I get by as well as I can with the meager belonging I own.
My shoes have holes in the inside of them and my clothes are circa 2014 - 2017.
Nobody takes care of my needs while I labor and toil without any benefits, money or wages. I have nothing because I’m used for free labor. I’m literally a wage slave.
Nobody buys me anything or gives me anything therefore I mend my old sweaters and jackets and socks.
My meals are dictated as to when I can eat, how much I can eat and how often otherwise I’m told I’m fat and pock marked and I eat too much.
If I go to the bathroom then literally I’m constantly bothered, or talked at or sworn at while I’m on the toilet. How obnoxious is that.
No, I no longer have a nervous disposition. I have gone completely Zen. I don’t react to any hourly verbal abuse. I simply have gone “grey rock.”
The whole world knows I’m innocent because I’m not worried about anything other than hunger pangs and sore feet.
Now, the 88-year old narcissistic mom is constantly gossiping about me or dehumanizing me or belittling me or swearing about me or denigrating me because she’s bored and doesn’t have a life or a small mammal to kick thus her son tells me, his mom calls me a “bitch” to him when she speaks about me. I don’t need to know any of it. I don’t care. Please, don’t hurt me by proxy. How hurtful to have the son tell me all of the horrible words his mother says about me. He has no right.
Simply, I want to stay far away from a white rich old nag and hag of a woman who on a daily basis tells her son he is nothing and it’s his fault his dad and brother passed away. Oh, my god!
This Greek bitch will break anyone’s heart listening to her scream from the top of her lungs like some retarded impatient child.
She gave me material for my greatest documentary film ever.
~~~
The Beige Jacket
I bought before I was divorced
The Beige Jacket
Came from my ex-husband
As a gift to me
Before we departed
The 56-year old borderline personality disordered son calls me “an Indian giver” because I was forced to give away (not sell) and gift his mom one of my lightweight beige down coats this past April 2020.
The 88-year old narcissist mom lies and tells her emotionally inept borderline personality disordered son I took one-hundred dollars from her for the purchase of the beige jacket which I gifted her and didn’t ever take any money for anything. I haven’t ever taken any money from the narcissist mom other than one-hundred dollars for my birthday which I then turned around and spent it all on her because her birthday is on the 23rd of May and I had no other money for a gift for her so I spent all of my birthday money on gifting her Greek foods from “Bill’s Imported” which is my favorite shop in town since I used to live about eight blocks from there.
Now, the narcissist mom doesn’t keep a cent in the house.
The narcissist mom doesn’t ever keep any cash on hand so if she were to need to make any cash transactions then this means her deranged son has to literally go to the bank and get the cash out for his deranged mom therefore even if his mom had given me a hundred dollars then he would still have had to go to the bank and withdraw the money I neither ever given nor taken because it’s all a lie and fabricated.
Supposedly, she lies and says she gave me one-hundred dollars for literally wiping her and taking her to the bathroom, however. Very rarely have I seen even a one dollar bill since May 2020. I’d fall over if I saw cash and the first thing I would do with my money would be to run out and get gourmet coffee, donuts and go to Cecil’s and spend all of my money on baked goods. I’m a simple girl. Oh, I’d get a professional hair cut. Alas.
Look, I have meager belongings so I don’t like to be called a liar because I’m hungry all the time because I’m criticized about food and constantly harassed I eat, too, much so I go without food then I’m not criticized for being fat at 138 pounds except I’m hungry all the time. Actually, I’m starving with the rich who are quite poor because they can barely afford their lifestyle.
Now the beige jacket went up and missing and somehow the two mentally ill patients assume I “stole” back the most beautiful jacket I’d ever seen and forced to gift my jacket to the 88-year old narcissistic mom who for months screamed, demanded and shouted I give her my coat.
Not ever have I been “an Indian giver” in which I gift and take anything back. No. It’s not my value system and it’s not my pathology. I don’t gift very often, however. When I do then I mean to purposely gift with intent, kindness and goodness.
When I gift anything then I let the item or object go for good. I don’t ever expect to see it again. No. Why would I? I wouldn’t. I’m mature.
Now, the 88-year old narcissistic mom coerced me through months of screams and yells to gift her, my one good beige coat when she has closets full of fur coats and I have absolutely nothing.
In April 2020, I barely had any warm clothes. I nearly froze through a winter in which I looked for all of my coats only to have discovered my five coats in the bedroom of the 88-year old narcissistic mom who demanded I give away my beige down coat to her, so and thus I did. I was forced to literally give away my coat to a rich white woman for which I haven’t seen the coat since April 2020. I don’t know where the beige coat is, however. If I were to find the beige coat then I have notified the 56-year old borderline personality disordered son I will wear the coat for 24-hours before I give back the lost and found beige coat.
The 56-year old borderline personality disordered son wouldn’t stop coercing me into giving his mom my best and most beautiful coat so I gave away my most beautiful procession because otherwise I wouldn’t hear the end of it.
She can have it, it reminds me of the very best of my first marriage when I had clothes and shoes and my feet didn’t hurt and no one swore, screamed or yelled at me, ever. Sigh.
My ex mother-in-law had a cruel streak in her, however. She only used me for labor, she didn’t ever swear at me or call me names or belittle me, although she did, she had enough decorum not to ever call me a “bitch” to her son and if she did then her son, my ex-husband didn’t ever tell me, thankfully.
R.I.P. Helen Holm
Yes, the dead spirit of Henry Holm is my guardian angel. One of the main reasons why I’m not dead is because Henry Holm’s dead spirit guards over me as does the dead spirit of Mark Normandin and the dead spirit of Larry Normandin. I’m lucky in life.
In writing one can mention the names of the dead.
In writing one must not ever mention the living by name.
Yours Truly;
Gabriel
P.S. A famous friend texts and tells me they saw me walking to the office last week and they informed me no matter what I wear I still look as beautiful as ever and not to worry about the holes inside my tennis shoes because seeing me in public made them think of Shakespeare amongst the living. Thanks.
No, I don’t much feel like Shakespeare. I’m exhausted of being strong.
Genuine compliments are wonderful from old friends because all I ever hear is putdowns.
No, I don’t feel like one of Dickens’s characters in his novels. I’m a mature adult therefore I feel more like Charles Dickens as of late. Now more than ever I understand the real and true meaning and value in writing. I’m 43. I am living in the likes of Charles Dickens for which I write, and write, and write as much as I can even though I’m also the chimney sweep covered in coal.
Sunday, September 27, 2020
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(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of
Jewish Quotations)
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Let’s go America!
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Yes, Donald Trump’s speeches make him a psychopath. Yes, correct.
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Gold Coins:
Ok, today I looked up Greek gold coins.
As it appears to be most gold coins are at most worth $8.96.
So, most global gold coins aren’t worth much of any value.
Six to eight gold coins aren’t anymore worth than about eighty dollars so there’s no reason to put on any airs.
There’s no such thing as any gold coins worth eighty-thousand dollars.
If there’s such a thing as gold coins worth eighty-thousand dollars from an inheritance (which there aren’t any valuable average gold coins in the world) then most likely the model and make of the gold coins are entrusted in a will and the worth and value thus and therefore nobody can lie about what they have actually inherited.
The best mature adult method is not to pretend there’s value in cheap objects.
Now, if any gold coin is worth eighty-thousand dollars than most people keep such valuables under lock and key in a safety deposit box or in a vault in the basement of some bank.
Seriously, lying about gold coins being valuable is liable because no such thing exists in the world except in the mind of paranoids.
Now, I’m always hungry so the last thing I’m ever worried about is the mind of paranoid Borderline personality disorders (two of perpetrators) because for two years I’ve been under lock and key in a basement therefore my alibis are video recordings and a lock.
No, I’m not doing anything to anyone. I’m dealing with the mental illnesses of two perpetrators who don’t ever seem to calm down their emotions and they always emotionally escalate while they prove my innocence through video recordings and freely give me material to record for my own safety.
The reason why I don’t ever turn off my camera is because physical violence gets real hence my perpetrators think I’m not recording then all hell breaks loose and they believe no one’s watching then I’m in more danger than ever before so I record because I prove my innocence each and every single day of my life.
Yes, I’m pretty cool. Even when I’m being assaulted I don’t raise my voice, I don’t yell or scream or swear. I simply repeat myself over and over again, “Nobody’s threatening you, nobody’s harming you, nobody’s yelling at you and nobody’s swearing at you, nobody’s screaming at you. You’re ok. You’re safe.”
Only in the mind of a paranoid do you ask questions for the paranoid to find an excuse or reason to harm or hurt the peaceful party.
Yes, I’m hilarious because even though I’m threatened or verbally abused or psychologically abused or once a week physically harmed then anyone can hear me in the recordings repeating myself over and over again, “Nobody’s threatening you, nobody’s harming you, nobody’s yelling at you and nobody’s swearing at you, nobody’s screaming at you. You’re ok. You’re safe.”
Yes, I prove my innocence each and every day.
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Now, back to these stupid cheap gold coins:
Personally, I’m not worried about any supposed stolen gold coins because a little bit of research today proves gold coins aren’t worth much so I’m not worried about anything.
Personally, I don’t know why people are so mentally ill and paranoid.
Personally, I haven’t had a new pair of tennis shoes in over a year while I carry the graphic design department for free on my back so the last thing I’m concerned about is supposedly cheap stolen gold coins in the worth and value of eighty dollars.
Seriously, please.
My time is being wasted with malarkey.
Plus, the specific domestic violence abuse about the supposed cheap gold coins stopped all completely.
Now, I’m dealing with domestic violence abuse about being a cheater.
There’s always a daily excuse to abuse me. I’m definitely dealing with someone else’s mental illnesses.
The wrongful allegations and verbal abuse and physical violence abuse stopped about the supposed cheap stolen gold coins all completely stopped because two of my perpetrators know they have worthless coins in their possession.
I mean, really.
We live in outdated garbage from the 1970’s and 1990’s.
Nothing is of value and nothing is “retro” fitted thus and therefore we live with old furniture and clothes. Nobody cares.
Much less do I care about paranoia because I don’t care for outdated heavy clothes or outdated unattractive furniture which takes five grown men to lift thus the furniture as heavy as tree trunks isn’t going anywhere, plus, all of the jewelry is outdated custom jewelry and I know because I lived in SoHo and diamonds are real while play jewelry is worthless and about fifty cents at garage sales.
No, nobody’s stealing the old ugly cheap outdated anything.
For some reason my perpetrators and their family friends are terrified I’m going to steal their ugly heavy old clothes and ugly furniture except nobody cares because nothing has any value so only paranoid people put on airs when there’s only cobwebs and dust.
Personally, if it were up to me, I’d have one huge garage sale and sell everything for about thirty-five cents just to get the clutter and outdated garbage out which would save me time to have the garbage and clutter hauled away.
In conclusion about cheap coins:
Not once have I ever been shown the cheap six or eight gold coins worth about eighty dollars so I don’t know.
What I do know is cheap gold coins aren’t worth anything.
Two weeks ago I was changing the bedding and inside the upstairs closet of our bedroom on the second floor I went to put away swimming trunks and on the floor in the closet there was a light colored straw basket with my diamond brooch of red slippers which I had gifted my perpetrator.
Inside the basket was a small European white shopping bag no larger than a coffee mug, I looked inside and only saw about six coins which looked silver and the middle had the head or bust of a man. I looked inside the bag, however. I didn’t touch the coins and my finger prints aren’t inside the plastic bag so the whole world knows I haven’t ever touched the coins because my finger prints have not ever been on the supposed cheap gold coins.
Now, my abuser has the cheap gold coins inside a white European shopping plastic bag no larger than a coffee cup so my abuser is manipulating me and the other perpetrator. I did see the coins and my abuser has them and made a huge deal about the cheap gold coins except…
Today I went and asked Google: “What do gold coins look like?”
Today, I discovered gold coins are the most inexpensive item in the world and I was being gas-lighted.
There’s no stolen treasure only lies and more deceit and manipulation to control me.
So, the mystery of the supposed cheap gold coins and the truth has been discovered.
Oh, my goodness, how embarrassing for the two paranoid culprits.
The son has the eighty dollars worth of gold coins while the mom screams about the supposed stolen cheap gold coins while he hides the cheap gold coins from her and she gets more and more paranoid each day.
For some reason the 86 year old mom thinks I’m going to steal her heavy 1990’s outdates and terribly unattractive sweaters except I live with throat cancer and only wear my clothes because my clothes fit me well and are made of light modern materials so cancer is easier to get through with warm yet light fabrics such as Patagonia and H&M.
It’s not me.
It’s them.
Plus, I video record them both, 56 year old son and 88 year old mom.
This is the Bates Hotel.
Here at the Bates Hotel I keep myself safe. I’m a mature adult.
Here at the Bates Hotel you wouldn’t know the half of it except when I release all of the video evidence to the public then the whole world will understand just how kind, wonderful and intelligent I am.
Yes, you can record anything at anytime because intellectual property of a cell phone camera is yours and one must keep safe above any paranoid rants, violence episodes and constant harassment from the delusional.
Well, the whole world knows I want to write mystery novels so living with a narcissist mom and a borderline personality disorder son gives me plenty of material to write about delusion and paranoia and how the mentally ill exist especially when the mentally ill can’t or won’t ever calm down and stop making me the negative center of subject matter because all of the recordings for the last two years prove I’m quiet, obedient, helpful, calm, relaxed and I make the most and the best of any situation even when backed up in corners or having a sock thrown in my face or video recorded naked without my consent.
Seriously, I’m doing so awesome coping with two other peoples’ mental illnesses.
Yes, I feel sorry for them both.
Yes, weekly, quietly I vacuum the basement and the second floor, change bedding, do laundry (kitchen towels, bedding, personal clothes) as well as sweep and mop the kitchen floor and hallway and entryway as often as I can when I make time to mop at least twice a week, take out the garbage and recycling and empty out the vacuum cleaner and put away groceries as well as go and shop for the groceries.
Daily, I clean up dirty dishes, straighten out furniture, dust, make beds, open up shades and close up shades, wipe down bathroom sinks, straighten up towels and fold laundry which is thrown all over the floor which makes more work for me.
Every three months I clean out the refrigerator, I clean windows and window sills as well as sweep the front steps and sweep the entire driveway or snow shovel or prune or pick up yard sticks.
Yes, I also water the plants. Yep.
No, nothing is free.
Yes, I exchange room-and-board for a lot of domestic work then I also go to the office all day and do free graphic design and free ad sells. I’m pretty cool. I work Saturdays and Sundays and I’m not ever given one single day off to rest and have a Sabbath.
My entire life is work.
So when I sit down to chain smoke 100% American spirit tobacco with a cup of coffee then I sit down to chain smoke and drink coffee because someone is always demanding I serve them hand and foot.
No, I’m not allowed to leave the properties otherwise I’m wrongly accused of cheating so I stay put and realize my world is small and I’m physically isolated.
When this is all over, then Minnesota will not ever question my judgment or existence because I’m truthful because I record 24/7.
Plus, my abuser gets sloppy and beats my head into the corners of the window sills where a small group of neighbors gather and watch in horror so I know the video recordings don’t lie.
Yep.
I’m innocent and I’m proving my innocence to the entire world.
Cool. Ha.
Yes, whenever I’m held down against my will or suffocated or choked or punched or kicked or my head slammed into any wall or window sill then I cry like a baby because I haven’t ever experienced domestic violence abuse in my entire life so I don’t know what any of this is except I’m scared like a little bunny rabbit.
Nobody harms my abuser. He lies and says I harm him except the recordings are starting to get him into some real hot water because I’ve been slowly boiled for two years.
Nobody has to believe me because digital evidence is true and real in nature.
Yes, I’m so proud of myself for having the presence of mind to record while physically assaulted and verbally abused.
Now, if you’ll excuse me I have graphic design to get ready for print media and I have about two hundred advertisements to set to the template on a Sunday because I’m not allowed to go get coffee so I must stay put otherwise I don’t want to deal with ten straight hours of verbal abuse.
Yours Truly;
Gabriel
~~~
Here
Present
Healthy as a Horse
COVID-19
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No, I’m not a thief
No, I’m not a liar
Yes, I video record
My entire life
So that I may not
Get severely harmed
Or wrongly accused
Yours Truly;
Gabriel
Monday, September 21, 2020
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Bernie Sanders has my vote.
Ilhan Omar isn’t to be trusted because any anti-Semitic speech is any anti-Semitic speech.
Impeach Donald Trump.
Please, don’t give Donald Trump anymore air time.
Undisclosed armies are militia and Americans’ Constitution reads by the 2nd Amendment to “bare arms” against any unknown entities known as “traitors of the state” because taxpayers are the majority two-thirds and we want to know what exactly our Constitutional dollars go towards so there better be Insignia which states “Police,” or “FBI” or “CDC” and so forth.
No, tear gas is not to be utilized against peaceful American demonstrators because “The Battle of Versailles” wasn’t exactly a battle more like en masse of starving French “commoners” went ahead and by right took over the palace and imprisoned the monarchy and brought the monarchy to the guillotine which is a blade to slice off the head at the neck. Yuck. Yikes.
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No, I’m not a thief
No, I’m not a liar
Yes, I video record
My entire life
So that I may not
Get severely harmed
Or wrongly accused
~~~
Supposed Six Stolen Gold Coins
Found on the two perpetrators
One of the two accusatory parties is
Under the influence of
A lot of pain killers
So I take abuse
By being wrongly accused
The very people who
Wrongly accused me
Of six stolen gold coins
Hid the coins themselves
And miraculously found them
However, no one will notify me
Of their factual findings
I only know the coins
Were found because
The abuse stopped
Since I haven’t ever seen the coins
Then most likely the coins don’t exist
No, I haven’t ever seen the coins
So I don’t even know if this is an illusion
Simply, I only know the supposed coins
Were hidden and I was wrongly
Accused of stealing
And now there’s no issue
Because there wasn’t ever an issue
To begin with simply
Only an excuse to l
Literally suffocate me
Wow.
Really
Why not just ask for my permission
“Gabriel, may I suffocate you?”
No.
Just like that the
Coins were found
And I stopped getting
Shouted, sworn and screamed at
Directly into my ear drums
The shoving and pushing stopped
Whew!
Now, I’m informed
The accusing party doesn’t
Believe I ever stole anything
Because the accusers have the coins
And lied about it
I look like I’ve seen a ghost
I look terrified
I look scared
I look like a shell of a human
Because I know what
Being suffocated is like
With my face down
While my nose is purposely pinched
And my arms and legs
Flail for oxygen
While the abuser puts his mouth
Directly into my ear drum and screams
When this happens to you
Then your entire body thinks
It’s having a seizure
Since Thursday, throughout
The days I’ve been locked in
A basement as a form
Of punishment as though
I was unsafe
Except I don’t suffocate anyone
I get suffocated
Nobody has to believe me.
I video record everything.
Nowadays, I purposely
Ask my abusers to
Lock me into the basement
So when my two abusers scream
At each other upstairs then
I have an alibi which is a lock
If my abuser (56 and 88)
Hurt each other then
I’m locked in the basement
I don’t have anything
To do with their abuse
I’m working on placing hidden
Cameras all over the house
And office
Anybody who justifies
Locking another person in or out
Is definitely either a rapist
Or a victim of child rape
I didn’t know people locked
Adults into rooms for
Days at a time
I’m informed it’s not common practice
Simply, only psychopaths do that
~~~
No, I don’t even know what
A single gold coin looks like
Most likely the coins didn’t
Ever exist, anyway
However, it’s no longer
An issue because the
Coins weren’t ever missing
In the first place to begin with
Or the coins were hidden
To make it look like the
Coins had been stolen
Which the coins weren’t ever stolen
Yesterday, Sunday, September 19, 2020,
At 2:00pm
I was informed
I hadn’t ever taken the coins
And sorry I was so brutalized.
So, the six coins
Are in the perpetrators’
Procession because the
Perpetrator had them in their
Possession the entire time
Last night my perpetrator calmed down
Because the
Gold coins were always in
Their possession
And it was simply
An excuse and ploy
To harm me
Stupid
Today, I’m found innocent
Because I didn’t do anything
Because I hadn’t ever done anything wrong
Abusers know exactly what they do
Personally, I don’t know why abusers
Find any excuse to hurt and harm
Raging abusers rage for no reason
Mostly, I’m traumatized of
Being suffocated on Thursday night
Than of being wrongly accused
Because after one gets
Suffocated and stops breathing
For 6 seconds
Then one knows one
Is so close to
Being gravely harmed
In a deadly way
Yes, everything is video recorded
Being suffocated is like drowning
Silent and deadly
When one’s being suffocated
Then no sound is made
Yet one’s practically being murdered
I know what it’s like to
Have knees dug into my lungs
Or knees dug into my vertebrae
While my face is shoved
Into pillows or couches
You’ll not ever be so scared
In your entire life
I don’t know why I’m always held from behind
And punched and forced
To suffocate into pillows or couches
Abusers don’t love their victimized
Abusers simply want control
Abusers will always abuse
~~~
Why don’t I leave?
Personally, I haven’t left
Because I love my abuser
Secondly, I haven’t left
Because I’m exhausted
Just as I begin to recover
Then weekly some type
Of domestic violence occurs
And I’m left exhausted from
The occurrence
Domestic Violence Abuse
Is boring, silent and hidden
No, I don’t keep quiet
About domestic violence abuse
Because it’s not my crime
The abuser constantly shouts
From the roof tops about
How they’re abused
Except nothing happens
To an abuser with
The exception of self defense
Abusers don’t go for the weak
Abusers go for the strong
Abuse is so perverted and scary
Personally, I’ve developed
A nervous disposition
And I’m extremely jumpy
Because I don’t know when I’m
Going to be harmed next,
However, there’s always a next time
Abusers like their victimized
Quiet and subdued therefore
Abusers tend to either
Choke or suffocate their victimized
Yes, I’m a survivor of domestic violence abuse
No, I’m not a victim because I don’t
Comply with the abuse
Yes, I’m victimized, however
I’m not a victim
I send video-text to investigators,
Police, friends, neighbors, celebrities
And people in high powered positions
My abuse isn’t hidden
No, I don’t want my abuser in jail
I simply want my abuser to
Attend an all male
Domestic violence abuse
Anger management course
In exchange for being suffocated
I’m not asking for much
Simply to have my perpetrator
Take an anger management course
On Thursday, September 17, 2020 at 8:30pm I was wrongly accused of stealing 6 or 8 gold coins. The story changes all the time about how many coins there were. Sometimes it’s six coins and sometimes it’s eight and sometimes it’s a small suitcase full. I don’t know. Psychopaths are pathological liars.
Here at the Bates Hotel I have to video record everything because psychopaths are so creepy and perverted.
Sometimes, I was informed the gold coins were worth $50,000 or sometimes the gold coins were worth $100,000. I don’t know. I haven’t ever seen one single gold coin in my life. I wouldn’t know what a gold coin even looks like. I was interrogated, screamed at, yelled at, pushed and shoved and continually screamed at for an entire hour while I was called a whore and a cunt.
The entire time I was interrogated I was abused.
I repeated the same thing over and over again which was “I don’t know anything about any gold coins. I haven’t ever seen any gold coins so I don’t even know if the gold coins exist.”
The more I repeated myself then the more I was terrorized and told to admit what I had done. Since I haven’t done anything then I didn’t admit to anything because why would I? I wouldn’t.
On Thursday, September 17, 2020 At 10:00pm I was held again my will face down on a couch while my nose was pinched and my face into the couched as my abuser directly shouted into my right ear drum.
My abuser blew out my ear drum. I don’t have any buzzing sounds in my ears, simply both of my ears hurt all day long and all night long.
My ears drums haven’t stopped hurting in six months.
Yes, I video record all of my abuse therefore I’m not the abuser. It’s not me.
Since Thursday, I’ve been locked in a basement where there’s no food.
If I leave the property then I’m accused of being a whore.
Now, the whole world knows I don’t care for gold.
For a decade I’ve been writing about how gold is stupid because it’s heavy and cumbersome and I really do believe in the currency and value of cash above all other currency mainly and primarily because cash has the value to purchase milk and bread.
Sometimes, I’m informed there is a grey case two inches tall five inches wide full of gold coins except for the past two years all I ever heard is there are six coins and not a suitcase full of gold coins so the story holds many discrepancies.
Twice my perpetrator mentioned I had taken the coins and placed them inside a plastic bag. When I asked him why he would say that then he became irate and I was suffocated. So I know the truth because instead of holding dialogue then I’m abused.
Abusers are so obvious.
Overly charming and require a lot of praise and attention.
Yours Truly,
Gabriel
Saturday, September 12, 2020
“.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of
Jewish Quotations)
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Bernie Sanders all the way!
(Please, write-in Bernie Sanders’s name into the ballot. Thanks!)
Bernie Sanders has my vote.
Ilhan Omar isn’t to be trusted because any anti-Semitic speech is any anti-Semitic speech.
Impeach Donald Trump.
Please, don’t give Donald Trump anymore air time.
Undisclosed armies are militia and Americans’ Constitution reads by the 2nd Amendment to “bare arms” against any unknown entities known as “traitors of the state” because taxpayers are the majority two-thirds and we want to know what exactly our Constitutional dollars go towards so there better be Insignia which states “Police,” or “FBI” or “CDC” and so forth.
No, tear gas is not to be utilized against peaceful American demonstrators because “The Battle of Versailles” wasn’t exactly a battle more like en masse of starving French “commoners” went ahead and by right took over the palace and imprisoned the monarchy and brought the monarchy to the guillotine which is a blade to slice off the head at the neck. Yuck. Yikes.
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Elder Domestic Abuse
This week I was most inconvenienced
On Sunday an elderly person
Informed me about their
Domestic violence abuse
On Sunday the elderly person
Informed me of their physical assaults
Therefore I found it my duty to report it
For a second time
On Thursday an elderly person
Informed me of ten years
Of being “shoved” and “pushed”
I had no idea.
I had no clue.
What am I supposed to do with such information?
Report it.
Please.
Now, let’s address the subject matter of
Elderly domestic abuse
Personally, I don’t want to write
About the subject matter
Of elderly domestic abuse
Because I’m exhausted and tired
Of covering the subject matter
Of elderly violence abuse
So, with 7 million readers
The entire world knows I tell
The truth because I run
The entire graphic design department
Of a publications company
And I sale thousands of dollars in
Advertisement sales
And everybody knows I love the work
Of talking with authorized
Marketing executives from
All five surrounding areas
Because I’m the new boss
Because the former boss
Must retire for his own health
And sanity since the former
Boss hasn’t had a vacation
In 20 years and people go
Literally insane if they don’t pace themselves
And if they don’t take vacations
Now, I don’t have any reason to lie
Because I had no idea the
Elderly person was being
Shoved and pushed.
I had no idea or I would’ve spoken sooner
Now, if the elderly person woman
Is lying then she has to be admitted to
A psychiatric care because
I had no idea
Personally, I was so hurt and stunned
And shocked to have heard such
Horrendous testimonial from
An elderly person
How could I have not known?
I mean really?
We live under the same roof and I had no idea.
The thought hadn’t even entered my mind.
I had no idea.
I’m sorry I’m so stunned.
However, I won’t lie.
I was inconvenienced by such
Horrendous testimonial
So I reported it because
The elderly person told me not to
Except such horrors aren’t
My shame or abuse therefore
I have a legal duty to report
Such confidences
Because I don’t hold
Attorney privileges and I’m
A legal private citizen
Who must report such
Physical violence because whether I’m
Here or not the cycle of abuse will
Continue
The main and only reason I had to report it
Is because the elderly person
Confided in me
They didn’t feel safe in the home
And they were afraid of getting killed
There.
Yes, I said it first.
Yes, I’m this cool.
So, What am I supposed to do?
Not tell, then go to jail.
Or tell and be called a liar.
So, I told the truth.
And I don’t care because I’m a mature adult.
Look, just because I swear and
Utilize vivid language this doesn’t
Make me a liar.
If anything it makes me a true person.
An ordinary person.
An intelligent person.
Yes, I know exactly what I’m doing
Because I took semesters in
Whistle blowing
Now, in any family or institution or
Any type of structured unit
Then there are laws and civil conduct
There’s zero tolerance
For physical violence abuse
Two, there’s zero tolerance
For verbal abuse
There’s no reason to get heated
And go from zero to a hundred
In 60 seconds
Because the amphibian brain takes over
And all there is in the amphibian brain
Is fight or flight
Now, the frontal lobe
Is intellectual refinement
Therefore one must be intelligent
Now, as a writer I’m
Obligated to report
Any physical violence abuse
Another adult reports to me
As far as my own physical abuse I
Do my own reporting because I don’t
Make excuses for abusers
Yes, I tell it like it is
Yes, I tell it like I see it
Personally, I don’t want to address
Any subject matter about
Elderly domestic abuse
Yet I must
Ok, so I think this pretty much covers my week
The other thing for which
Is an occurrence in my life is I
Get locked out
And I must sit right outside the door
And not leave the property
So, hours can go by
And without bathroom breaks, food or water
Yes, I sit and wait out my punishments
For asking not to be verbally abused
Or to please not be spoken badly
Or to please not be screamed at
Or to please not be sworn at
Yes, some days if you saw me
In action then you would understand
I’m quite gracious, awesome and heroic
While telling any bully to
Please, don’t swear at me,
Grab me,
Yell at me,
Scream into my ear drums.
My ears have been hurting
For the past six months of being yelled at.
No, I don’t hear a buzzing sound in my ears.
Literally, my ear drums hurt.
Yes, I graciously go about the days
As volunteer tycoon
Without pay and my feet hurt
From old tennis shoes
And I don’t eat regular meals
And I’m overworked
And I’m hated
And told I’m a liar
Except the whole world knows
Yes, I tell the truth
Thus I don’t have to go around
Asking for pity
Or reporting abuse
Because I’m bored by abuse
And abuse takes up a lot of precious time
As well as abuse
Gets monotonous
So, I’m tired of abuse
Yes, I’m tired of being called a liar
Even though we all know
Perfec
Whether I’m thrown out like a dog
Or not I tell the truth because
The
Well, I have to write
About the subject matter
Of Elder Domestic Abuse
Highland, Park
What are you doing?
Yes, I come with serious credentials
Look whether I’m here or not
The cycle of domestic abuse
Will continue
Therefore I’ve told the truth
The whole truth so help me God
Yes, I get entrance into heaven
Yes, at this point the whole world
Knows I chronicle my entire life
Without much waver
Or untruths
Because I don’t have anything to lie about
Writing is all legalities and
One must tell the entire truth
Primarily to make sense out of life
And to save others from the mistakes
Of anyone with a real and true and good
Moral tale about anything
Now,
Wednesday, September 2, 2020
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Happy wellness!
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Bernie Sanders all the way!
(Please, write-in Bernie Sanders’s name into the ballot. Thanks!)
Bernie Sanders has my vote.
Ilhan Omar isn’t to be trusted because any anti-Semitic speech is any anti-Semitic speech.
Impeach Donald Trump.
Please, don’t give Donald Trump anymore air time.
Undisclosed armies are militia and Americans’ Constitution reads by the 2nd Amendment to “bare arms” against any unknown entities known as “traitors of the state” because taxpayers are the majority two-thirds and we want to know what exactly our Constitutional dollars go towards so there better be Insignia which states “Police,” or “FBI” or “CDC” and so forth.
No, tear gas is not to be utilized against peaceful American demonstrators because “The Battle of Versailles” wasn’t exactly a battle more like en masse of starving French “commoners” went ahead and by right took over the palace and imprisoned the monarchy and brought the monarchy to the guillotine which is a blade to slice off the head at the neck. Yuck. Yikes.
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BITCOIN:
Why is Bitcoin stock so volatile?
What gives?
My money is in Bitcoin.
Shape up.
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Alibaba and Tesla:
What on Earth?
What is the market up to?
Nothing is constant.
What’s going on?
Come on!
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Baseball:
The cardboard cutout of people is freaking out the rest of the country.
The fake sound of crowd noise is freaking out the rest of the country.
Look, the rest of us exercise and play and skateboard and live without the fake sounds of crowd noise so the rest of us can’t understand why professional players can’t handle real life like the rest of us.
The fake laughing tracks and fake people and fake cardboard cutouts are real creepy.
The rest of the country is talking about how idiotic and weird fake cardboard cutouts are.
Please, we’re living in creepy enough times.
Please, don’t scare the Americans with fake cardboard cutouts. Thanks.
~~~
COVID-19
Here
Present
Healthy as a Horse
Tuesday, September 1, 2020
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Bernie Sanders all the way!
(Please, write-in Bernie Sanders’s name into the ballot. Thanks!)
Bernie Sanders has my vote.
Ilhan Omar isn’t to be trusted because any anti-Semitic speech is any anti-Semitic speech.
Impeach Donald Trump.
Please, don’t give Donald Trump anymore air time.
Undisclosed armies are militia and Americans’ Constitution reads by the 2nd Amendment to “bare arms” against any unknown entities known as “traitors of the state” because taxpayers are the majority two-thirds and we want to know what exactly our Constitutional dollars go towards so there better be Insignia which states “Police,” or “FBI” or “CDC” and so forth.
No, tear gas is not to be utilized against peaceful American demonstrators because “The Battle of Versailles” wasn’t exactly a battle more like en masse of starving French “commoners” went ahead and by right took over the palace and imprisoned the monarchy and brought the monarchy to the guillotine which is a blade to slice off the head at the neck. Yuck. Yikes.
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COVID-19
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Selling Advertisements
Yes, selling advertisements are
More difficult than anything
Not as difficult as writing
Well, life is complex and full as a mature adult.
Yes, I love to sell advertisements even though it’s the most difficult aspect to the job as an Executive.
Yes, I run our entire graphic design department since April 1, 2020 and selling advertisements are still more difficult than going from three different computer software programs from Adobe Illustrator to Acrobat to Photoshop and I’m awesome at it. I’ve taught myself all of the computer shortcuts even though I required much training back in April 2020, I did teach myself all by my own. At times I was so stressed out except during COVID-19 there was absolutely no one here to help me therefore I did it by myself and this makes me executive level to be able to run an entire graphic design department by myself even though no one thought I could and I did!
Yes, even though I’m building a brand for others, selling advertisements is the most difficult aspect to the job.
Yes, with my very own hands I’m building a film studio and selling advertisements is still ten times more difficult than building an entire filming studio with my own two bare hands.
Yes, I’m building a children’s book empire and selling advertisements is ten times more difficult than starting a division of the advertisement company.
Let’s talk about selling advertisements because selling advertisements is the most difficult thing in the entire world.
There’s nothing more difficult than to sell advertisements.
There’s an art to selling advertisements.
One must stay on pitch and not deviate from the pitch.
One must also be able to know pertinent information and keep things short.
Now, I’m trained to be warm and steady and direct with humanity.
Professionally, I’ve been told not to ever ask any of the marketing executives how they’re doing.
Professionally, I only deal with marketing executives therefore the marketing executives already have a great idea as to how advertisements are sold and what the process is exactly.
Professionally, I’ve been informed each marketing executive has a marketing account therefore it’s my job to call and make the pitch.
Now, I don’t have any problems selling advertisements to any state other than to North Dakota.
There’s something about me or my approach or my tone in which the North Dakotans don’t seem to like or respect or trust.
The cool aspect about selling advertisements is the very fact one calls the same marketing executives who get to know one’s voice over the phone and one’s emails therefore marketing executives expect to talk to me and expect to get emails from me. Thanks.
The marketing executives of the Twin Cities are the most mature, cultured and have a great idea as to for the reasons why I’m calling which is to sell advertisements for the most important purchase of the year because 90% of the money I make from selling advertisements goes directly to Legions all over the state of Minnesota and the neighboring states.
Look, we’re in the business of selling advertisements.
Look, the main reason why our company exists is because we sell advertisements.
Look, the bulk of the work is to sell ads to donate to local veterans chapters because that’s our contracts to fulfill.
Look, the money we make from selling advertisements all goes towards incredibly important causes which happen to be near and dear to my heart which is veterans.
Yes, the only reason why I have wholeheartedly thrown myself into my work selling advertisements is because I love veterans above all other causes.
Veterans literally have gone to war and back.
Veterans literally put their lives on the line for our hobbies, interests and families.
When I think about the single most important disfranchised demographics then I don’t have to think hard or long about it because veterans are as cool as this country gets.
Personally and professionally I love to sell advertisements because after two years of selling advertisements I keep thinking I’m going to get it right and I don’t. I can deliver the pitch, however. Once I get asked specific questions then I begin to stumble a little and I always catch myself and read from my notes as quickly as I can and answer everything correctly and as directly as possible.
The art of the sell is to stay on point and be warm, however. Don’t get personable and be authentic yet extremely professional.
Yes, timing’s everything.
Yours Truly;
Gabriel