#that extended 5a we always talk about but never do

[lingeringscars]

@doomdays sent 📖 (book: girls of fate and fury by natasha ngan) / lydia & tracy

 "i shouldn't be surprised by now. it's ridiculous. Clinging on to nothing, all the time. i mean, god, after everything..." she trails off, shaking her head. usually lydia doesn't try to talk about it, keeping it buried deep. it is easier to talk about insecurities regarding her powers, but ones that trace back to her parents? she'd rather pretend they do not exist. something in tracy makes it seem like she needs to hear it, though. powerful fathers damaging their children, her mother hurting them in the same way. " why am i still surprised?"

send 📖 for a starter based off a book line / accepting

#doomdays #doomdays: tracy #that extended 5a we always talk about but never do #idk read this and felt many things #a lot can happen in one queue #writing: lydia martin

[ianenjoyer]

an overly detailed analysis of every time Ian and Mickey talked about loving each other bc I love pain and angst apparently 

1. “You love me, and you’re gay.” -Ian, 3x09

So right off the bat this one was always the most shocking to me. Throughout the season, there were definitely hints that they were falling in love with each other/already in love but the fact that this is the first time we actually hear it hurts me so much. Especially because Ian was so sure. He wasn’t asking Mickey if he loves him or begging Mickey to love him. He just... knew that he did. This scene is so raw and painful and real because you just see two kids who are desperately in love with each other, but not allowed or able to show that in a healthy way, so they just end up lashing out at each other.

2. “You try sitting on your ass while the person you love--” -Ian, 3x11

Like I said: pain. So before, we heard that Ian knows Mickey loves him, but I always thought it was interesting that he focused on that instead of telling Mickey that he loves him. Because he does, and he definitely knew that. I think this speaks to Ian’s tendency to compartmentalize and only think of his emotions in terms of other people, which he does consistently throughout the show. So here we hear him admit it, but not to Mickey, and only because he’s drunk out of his mind. Ian is just one of those people that constantly keeps things bottled up inside and only deals with them when he reaches a breaking point, which he definitely did in this episode (and we see the fall out of this in 3x12).

2.5 (bc i forgot it the first time) “You love Mickey?” -Carl, 4x11

So I do think it’s really interesting that he says “I like how he smells” here instead of just saying yes. I mean I do think he likes how Mickey smells which is very adorable but he also definitely loved Mickey at this point and he was definitely aware of that. I think he didn’t say it for two reasons: one, he wasn’t ready to admit it out loud and two, he didn’t want Mickey to hear him say it. Before, being over-eager and too obvious about his feelings hadn’t been met with a good response from Mickey, so I think he was trying to avoid scaring him off, while also doing some pretty serious compartmentalization himself. This especially makes sense considering that they weren’t technically a couple here, and that Mickey had only just started admitting (through actions, not words) that what he and Ian had was about more than sex.

3. “You love him?” -Svetlana, 4x12

The dynamic between Mickey and Svet is a very interesting one, and I don’t know if anybody could ever fully pick it apart. But in this scene, you see an odd mutual understanding between them (which extends in season 5a). And what’s truly shocking is that Mickey says “maybe”, which is such a big step for him. Before, if somebody asked him that he would have completely avoided the question while probably blowing up at the person. But he says “maybe”, showing that, even if he doesn’t fully understand his feelings, he had definitely thought about it, and it doesn’t scare him like it used to. This is definitely because he came out and finally felt like he could really be with Ian without this sword hanging over his head (even though the circumstances of that weren’t great).

4. “I love you.” -Mickey, 5x06

God this one... breaks my heart. First of all, the fact that Mickey was the first one to say it would have been shocking in seasons 1-3, but it actually makes so much sense in season 5. Over and over again this season, Mickey’s shown that he loves Ian, but the fact that he can only say it when he thinks he’s losing Ian, and that it’s obvious he didn’t mean to say it, shows that he still hasn’t fully come to terms with his feelings, no matter how strong they are. 

5. “You used to love me--now you don’t even know who I am.” Ian, 5x12

This one is almost identical to #1, except with the added piece that Ian no longer thinks he deserves to be loved. This one is so fascinating to me, because it shows, once again, that Ian projects his emotions onto other people instead of dealing with his own feelings. He tells Mickey that he used to love him, even though there’s been no indication from Mickey that he no longer loves him. He says that Mickey doesn’t know who he is when, really, he’s the one that doesn’t know who he is. He put words into Mickey’s mouth, because that’s what he believed to be true, and I really don’t think that at this point anything could have convinced him otherwise. The lack of self-worth that comes with having a mental illness is so debilitating and all-consuming that no amount of reasoning from Mickey would have done much to convince him that he deserved what Mickey was offering to give him. 

6. “I love you.” -Mickey, 5x12

So while we have Ian telling Mickey that he used to love him, Mickey counters by just saying how he feels to his face. I think that seeing Ian go though what he went through, and almost losing him like three times made it so that Mickey could no longer deny his feelings. But like I said, Ian had it so cemented in his mind that he was doomed and fucked for life, that I don’t think anything could have gotten through to him at this point. And of course at this point Noel left the show, so we never got to see what could have happened between them if Mickey had stayed. (I 100% think they would have gotten back together sometime in late season 6 after Ian reached a stable place again but whatever).

7. “I love you.” -Ian, 7x11

Fuck. 7x10 and 7x11 are such bittersweet episodes because while it does make it so clear that Ian and Mickey are the loves of each others lives, it’s also when they thought they would never see each other again. What’s extra sad it that this is the first time we’ve ever heard Ian say this. And it’s a goodbye. The only time Ian can really face his emotions head on is when he’s forced to, and he was definitely forced to here. He loves Mickey. He knows Mickey loves him. But that didn’t really matter here, and it’s so tragic, but also really realistic. As for Mickey, he doesn’t even seem surprised--because he wasn’t. He wouldn’t have asked Ian to come if he didn’t know he loved him. This scene is extra heartbreaking because of that. This whole thing just serves as a reminder that sometimes love isn’t enough, and that sometimes there are forces bigger than any two people at play, which I think has always been a central idea to their story.

8. “I love you.” “I know, love you too.” Ian and Mickey, 10x03

Mutual ‘I love you!!!! It took like 10 years but it finally happened. They say it like they’ve said it a thousand time before, which makes me think that it’s definitely not the first time they’ve said it. There’s not really much to talk about here except that finally they’re allowed to love each other. Sure it’s not an ideal situation, but it is one where there are no forces actively working to keep them apart, which is so wonderful. When Ian and Mickey are allowed to just be, they work so well. Even though they’re saying goodbye here, it’s not a real one, not like the break up or the border. It’s temporary and they both know that so for once, them saying ‘i love you’ is a happy (or at least bittersweet) thing instead of the tragedy it was all of the other times.

9. “I love you…and I trust you.” -Ian, 10x08

Remember that quote where Fiona tells Jimmysteve that to her (and all the Gallaghers) trust is bigger than love? Yeah. Anyways his scene is tough because while I don’t think Ian was necessarily lying about genuinely wanting to marry Mickey and the legal stuff just being bonus, I do think he was downplaying the importance, both to himself and Mickey. And at the courthouse, once the bonus of spousal privilege wasn’t needed, he definitely started to realize the magnitude of the situation and what connotations marriage held for him. I mean marriage isn’t something you should just decide on a whim, no matter how much you love somebody and I think he realized that the second the impending threat was gone.

10. “Mickey, I love you!” -Ian 10x08

This is him making it as clear as possible to Mickey that it’s marriage that’s the problem, not him. He saw how heartbroken Mickey was when he didn’t sign the papers, and was basically doing damage control at this point. The problem was, Mickey couldn’t see through his initial heartbreak to really listen to what Ian was saying, or try to understand where he was coming from. I think that Mickey is an incredibly understanding person, but this was just one time too many for him.

11. “You’re just saying you don’t love me enough now.” -Mickey, 10x09

This is probably the first time we’ve ever seen Mickey question Ian’s feelings for him. I think that at the courthouse, he was just so blatantly reminded of the break up and the border that he wasn’t thinking rationally. He was so terrified at the prospect of Ian not choosing him, that he couldn’t listen to Ian’s (pretty reasonable) explanation for why he didn’t get married. However, I don’t think he really believed what he was saying, especially because of how petty he was being with Byron, and how obvious he made it that he would instantly go back to Ian if he proposed. But it still is really sad that he was reminded of that all over again after believing that he and Ian were gonna get married and that he was never going to have to worry about that again.

12. “How do you know you love me?” -Ian, 10x09

I’ve written a meta on this before but here I go again. He’s once again assuming that Mickey couldn’t possibly love him--that he couldn’t possibly want to be with him forever. Not because Mickey’s done anything to indicate that, but because that’s what he thinks Mickey should feel. He genuinely can’t believe that Mickey would want to be with somebody like him, especially because of what he saw with Monica and the way she destroyed relationship after relationship (both romantic and familial). I don’t think he sees himself as being all that different from Monica, so even though that’s definitely not something Mickey would ever care about, it weighs on him heavily (and probably always will). This whole thing just so directly parallels the break up, and it’s so sad to think that, after everything, Ian still doesn’t think he’s worthy of the kind of love Mickey has for him.

13. “I love you Mickey Milkovich. More than anything.” -Ian, 10x10

More than anything!! God, the proposal was a little underwhelming but this line!! It’s Ian choosing to get past all of his doubts because his love for Mickey is bigger to him than they could ever be. Like I said, I don’t think he’ll ever fully be over his insecurities, but he can definitely choose to let Mickey in and have hope that they can work through it together. And even though Mickey knew that Ian loved him and was basically just biding his time, it must have felt amazing for him to hear it put so clearly like this.

14. “Look I love you. I love you.” -Mickey, 10x12

First of all, the way he says it is so amazing. Second of all, there isn’t much to say about this except that it’s so indicative of his growth. Like he went from being closeted and terrified, to blurting out how he feels in a room full of people. That is such a beautiful thing and I get really emo whenever I think about it. 

15. “To love and to cherish you ‘til death do us part.” -Ian and Mickey, 10x12

I actually really love that they used traditional vows for their wedding. So much of their relationship was complicated and hard, so to have something very simplistic but meaningful as their vows was so perfect. And the way they say them... they’re being so sincere and so honest. They really mean what they’re saying. They love each other!! And they’re married!! Wow!! That’s all I have to say about this.

#edit: check the notes for 2.5! (the one that i missed) #nvm i just added it in skfjklds #alright here yall go!! enjoy the roller coaster #holy shit this is long #if you actually took the time to read this please know that I love you and would die for you #also i still feel like i missed some????? #i sure hope not #i really hope s11 just focuses on them working through all the insecurities and stuff that they both definitely still have #shameless #gallavich #shameless meta #gallavich meta #ian x mickey

[pomegranates-and-blood]

νοσταλγία (Chapter 16)

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Pairing: Ivar/Reader

Summary: This is a retelling/romantization of the Greek myth of Persephone’s abduction with Ivar as Hades and you as Persephone. The Reader character is a Byzantine woman, follower of the Greek Pantheon/Religion, and a devoted follower of Persephone. This takes place after 5A, but the universe of this is a little changed in relation with the series, of course. Thank you for giving it a chance, hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: The usual

A/N: I’m sorry I uploaded a bit later than usual today, I’m just idk, I think I’m nearing a burnout on this. But anyways, I’m sorry, you’re not here to hear me whine lol. Today as promised there’s a second chapter (17), and schedule will stay as is for now. Thank you, and hope you like it.

Taglist: @youbloodymadgenius​ @heavenly1927​ @toe-vind-ek-jou​ @xbellaxcarolinax​ @pieces-by-me​ @angelofthorr​

You can certainly say the people of Kattegat have surprised you. A few days since the King’s announcement that you are to be his wife, their queen, and yet the whispers, the curious eyes; they don’t seem to be any louder or more insistent than before they knew of who you’ll become once their King returns.

You are grateful, you cannot pretend otherwise. To be normal, or as normal as can be in these strange times, it is a luxury you do not take for granted.

So, as it is your new normal, you help the women at the apothecary every day, learning more and more, and yet also having opportunities to teach them better ways. The Gods made you smart, and they also made you arrogant, you are not one to deny it, which is why you and a warrior-like woman have been arguing on how to treat a simple but deep wound for quite a while now.

“We have always done it this way.” The blonde woman argues, but you shake your head.

“That doesn’t mean it is the best way,” You stir the boiling water, pour it over the wine mixed with vinegar and offer it to the woman. “Trust me, I was a healer all over the Mediterranean and the Silk Roads. I know what works best.”

“Arrogant little witch, aren’t you?”

You cock your head to the side and curve your mouth downwards, doubtful, “Is it truly arrogance if it’s founded on actual skill?”

She blinks but then softens her expression, and with a rueful smile on her lips she says, “If your tongue is just as wicked when you face the King, I pity the poor fool.”

“Are any of you going to clean this or sho-…” The warrior sitting in the ground grumbles, but the blonde woman silences him with a hit to the top of his head.

“Shush,” Her eyes remain on you and after a breath she extends a hand, “Fine, give me that water.”

“Careful, it’s hot.”

“He’s Viking, he can take it.” She offers with a sly smile, that quickly falls at your mocking glare when the man squirms and groans as the hot mixture is used to clean the wound on his shoulder.

When the man leaves with a dressed wound that will remain clean thanks to your help, the woman brings the big bowl of fresh water so you can both wash your hands.

As you do, she concedes, “Your ways are proving to be useful, witch.”

“I have a name.” You quip quietly, your voice a grumble. The Viking woman chuckles.

“I know. But ‘witch’ is not an insult, at least to us. It’s a title. You wage war, you sit next to the King, you are welcomed in any hearth.”

“I am no Völva.” You argue calmly, recognizing the traits and benefits she lists as those of a traveling Viking Völva.

“What would you be, back in your home?”

“Dead.” You reply dryly, to which the woman laughs. Clasping a heavy hand on your shoulder, she says,

“I’m Valdís, witch.”

You roll your eyes, but accept the title and her offered seat on the table near the hearth. She passes you an apple and a knife, and you start quietly cutting little sticks for you to eat.

Lifting your gaze to her and watching her toy with a pear and a knife in her own hands, you ask, “Fine, I’m a witch. What are you?”

“A mother. I used to be a shieldmaiden, but…”

“You got married?” You supply when her words die, but the blonde shakes her head with another low, raspy laugh.

“As if a cock could keep a Viking woman from her shield,” She boasts crudely, strikingly reminding you of Sieghild for a moment. The doors to the shop open again, and Freydis walks in, empty basket on one arm and coin pouches on the other. You greet her with a smile, and she returns it as she shrugs off the cloak and takes a seat by your side. Valdís continues her explanation quietly, “No, I did not lay down my shield for marriage. I was…captured during a raid in Wessex. They injured my sword arm badly, and I cannot fight anymore.”

“And your child…” You start, but the words die out, like saying it out loud would make her pain real, like you need to let her decide if she voices this.

Valdís squares her shoulders, strong and unmoving as she says, “He is mine, he is Viking. But…yes, he was…the Saxons forced themselves upon me.”

“I’m sorry.” You whisper.

“I don’t need your sympathy.”

“You Varangians are so strange. It’s not an insult to be offered compassion.” You tell her. She narrows her eyes, chewing in silence.

“What about you? You weren’t here last winter.” Valdís asks instead of answering, turning sharp focus to Freydis.

The blond girl shuffles in her seat before giving her answer. You eye her with concern and curiosity.

“I’m-…I used to be a thrall. I was freed by a son of Ragnar.”

Why doesn’t she say it was Ivar?

“Surprising he didn’t ask you to marry him,” Valdís huffs, and at your look shrugs and explains, “Those brothers have always had a thing for blonde thralls.”

“Slaves don’t get their hands asked for, Valdís.” Freydis quips, and you catch sight of her fingers playing with one another nervously where they rest on her lap.

“My personal thrall has a husband I have met, and children of her own. What are you on about, girl?”

Even if Valdís sounds gruff, you catch a genuine silver of concern, of care, in the woman’s eyes when she regards the frail girl that seems unbreakable and fragile at the same time.

You remain silent, and wait for Freydis to speak again. She does so, quietly, cautiously.

“We are not-…Slaves don’t fall in love, we just get husbands, slaves don’t have…families, we just birth children. Like animals.”

You do not try to stop your hand from finding hers, stopping the maddening twisting of her fingers and bringing her blue eyes to you. With certainty, you say, “First of all, you are not a slave anymore. And you were never, and never will be, an animal, Freydis.”

But she shakes her head, resolute like that day she tried convincing you the Gods marked you favorites for having endured a world of pain, “You don’t understand, witch. Slaves are not people, you cannot love them, you cannot trust them.”

“Says who? Men in power?” Valdís spits out, bitter chuckle on her lips, “Just because of the Gods we follow we are not people if you ask the Christians. Will you let them say if you are a person or not?”

“No.” The blonde girl bites out, voice wavering even in such a short vocalization. You squeeze her hand, but don’t know what to say.

 “Then don’t let others, even our own, tell you that because of capture or birth you are not a woman like any other,” She sounds so motherly you have to bite back a smile. With certainty, the woman continues, “We are all children of the Gods, you are a child of Freyja. Don’t forget that.”

“I’m-…If Freyja looks over me, why…why did I suffer like I did?”

“Because suffering is what makes us human, and who we are,” You supply without hesitation, offering her a sad smile at the truth you had a hard time accepting as well, “How else would you be able to stand tall today and heal your own wounds, fight for what you want, enjoy what you have; without knowing what it’s like to hurt without remedy, to want and be left wanting, to lack and have nothing?”

The mangy black cat that belongs to the shop by now jumps swiftly into Freydis’ lap, and she absent-mindedly starts petting it as she talks,

“So the Gods mark us for pain? You said-…”

You interrupt her words, not wanting to argue this again even if you know now that the deluded notion of pain being a badge of pride is not so certain in her mind.

With another squeeze of her hand, you offer, “Suffering is not preordained, no. Pain, scars, misfortune, they are not proof of the favor of the Gods.”

“Then why-…You were born under the sigil of your Goddess, and you told me you almost burned alive,” You flinch slightly at the reminder, the soft touch of the linens of your dress against the scars burning like the Christian’s fire for a moment. You steal a nervous glance to Valdís, who watches you with wide eyes, and return shameful eyes to Freydis. The blonde girl continues, “You should have died then, but your Gods kept you alive, gave you their favor, their love.”

“The scars I bear are not proof of my Goddess’ love.”

“Your Goddess’ love carried you here!” The girl insists, eyes wide, “You stood in chains in front of Ivar the Boneless and had him release you. You stand at his side, you whisper in his ear, you have power.”

Her words make you pause for a moment, feeling you are witness to the darker side of the blonde girl for the first time since you arrived. She talked with you about lying to get your freedom, she asked about you seducing Ivar in exchange for what he gave you, and now she boasts about you being by his side like a conquest, as if nothing but a crown and power make up the Viking King.

You decide not to dwell on it, but you still release her hand and straighten in your seat. She notices, you know she does, but says nothing.

“No one’s love carried me here, Freydis,” Your voice may sound colder than before, and on the edge of your vision you catch Valdis raising her eyebrows and looking away. Still, you continue, “Sometimes pain is just pain. I don’t know about your Gods, but mine are-…In my home wise men said it takes strength greater than that of believing the Gods guide our every step to accept the Gods sometimes look away from their creations.”

“So they let us suffer?” Freydis asks, frowning.

A loud groan interrupts you, and you both turn to see Valdís throwing her head back where she sits, dragging rough hands over her face.

“Enough with this. Leave it to old and boring men to discuss the wills of the Gods.” She grumbles, earning a small laugh from you.

The days moves on slowly, though you notice the elders in the apothecary start ordering all of you to work more and more on healing salves and presses, making you wonder what the aftermath of a raid or a battle is like for the healers of Kattegat.

After a few days since meeting the former shieldmaiden, you are invited to join the women of the apothecary on the baths, and curiosity as to how similar these could be to roman public baths wins over your modesty, and you accept.

As you walk there, hearing Freydis hum a strange tune behind you, you catch Valdís, the dark-haired shieldmaiden stretching her stride to walk at your side as the group approaches the baths.

“So, witch.”

“So, shieldmaiden.” You reply, to which she offers a small smile as she meets your eyes.

“King Ivar said Sieghild Vorsdottir is the woman who raised you, who claims you as her daughter,” You nod slowly, not sure where she is going with this, “But she isn’t here, and you are to be a new bride soon.”

Your eyes narrow, and you steal a glance to Freydis as she moves closer to your side, very obviously wanting to hear this conversation.

“What are you on about?”

“You have no one to help you…shed the title of maiden,” Valdís explains, smirk devilish, “To prepare you to be a wife.”

“Not that any of us can prepare her to be the wife of Ivar the Boneless.” A woman quips from behind you, earning a chuckle from a few others in the group.

“My point is, we could use this time to teach you.”

“Teach me.” You repeat, and her smile only turns much more mischievous.

“Of course!” She turns to one of the elders, gesturing with a muscular arm, “Isn’t that tradition? Aren’t we to share our wisdom?”

The woman considers her in silence, though you could swear there’s a small smile betraying at her lips.

“I’m too old for this.” She mutters in response, but Valdís only laughs.

The baths are warm, warmer than any room you’ve been in, and though your hair hates the humidity, you sigh in pleasure at the almost-suffocating warmth.

You undress with ease, and it is only when you are readying to enter the bath turning your back to them that you realize what they may have seen.

The scars. Burn scars, not as bad as they could have been but still there, still present and marring.

They run over the outside of your right thigh, climbing over your hip into part of your back, almost up to your ribs. A gift from the Byzantines, so that you remember what happens to pagans.

“Are those burn scars, witch?” One of the women asks, and you turn around with gritted teeth.

Offering only a nod in response, but you cannot bring yourself to say anything more.

“Burnt alive for refusing to worship the Christian God, or so they say.” Valdís offers in your place, no hesitation in her voice, and no shame either, you notice, as she sheds her clothing as well and bares her strong yet scarred and marked body for everyone to see as she approaches the large stone tub as well.

It makes you feel much more at ease, even if it wasn’t her intention, seeing she has scars too, she has marks too. Not that the women that traveled with you are without their marks and badges of honor, but…the mark of war on a woman is something to be ashamed of, at least where you come from.

“No different than a scar from a sword or an axe,” She states confidently, bowing her head in recognition with a small smile on her face, “Glory to you, Greek.”

You offer her a small smile of your own, and get into the hot water.

“Thank you.” You offer sincerely, and go under the water to get your hair wet, silently pleading with them that the conversation finds an end. It does.

Conversation diffuses between the women soon enough, and the loud laugh of the shieldmaiden echoes in the walls, but you find yourself…comfortable, safe, even if the weight of what kind of failure this comfort, this ease you feel in this land means sets on your chest and almost keeps you from breathing if you think about it too much.

“So, about what we ought to teach you.” Valdís presses, drawing a groan from you.

“Would you leave the poor girl be?” Someone quips, but she dismisses them with a gesture.

“Witch,” Valdís -who you are noticing more and more has no qualms about keeping her mouth shut, reminding you strikingly of Sieghild- asks, moving closer to you in the large tub, “Do you know how to please a man?”

Oh, Gods.

“Yes.” You bite out, resisting the urge to close your eyes in mortification and hoping to everything there is on this earth, let it be Persephone or Freyja, that she doesn’t push this.

“But do you know how to please a Viking?”

“No matter what I say, you will talk anyways, won’t you?”

She only gives you a look that says you should know the answer already, before laughing. You groan, and lower your face further into the waters, igniting a laugh out of the other women.

_____

The routines of spending the days at the apothecary, exchanging secrets and tales with Freydis and loud laughs with Valdís, sharing short conversations with the other women, watching and learning and teaching; they quickly become a source of warmth and familiarity in this cold and strange land.

Even more now that Ivar is gone. You have no shame in admitting you have…grown used to him. Maybe that’s what hurts the most, what feels the most like failure; the fact that you have grown to enjoy his company, to hope for something more than resentment, to see him not quite as you did in Aneridge, but differently all the same. And the Gods made you too arrogant and proud to admit it to anyone but yourself, but you do miss him while he is gone. His curious eyes, his endless questions, his taunts and his infuriating stubbornness.

Prince Hvitserk has kept you company, and you offer murmured greetings each time you cross paths and maybe exchange a few words during dinner. It is more than you could ask for, and you think is all you should want. You have always had a soft heart, and not even Kattegat’s cold or its cruel King could harden it; and…a soft heart brings forth familiarity, care, affection. You have no use for neither, for you cannot forget the chains set upon you.

If you forget the chains, it will feel like a choice to remain here. And this is not a choice you can make.

You keep reminding yourself not to forget what brought you here, not to forget the chains set upon you, not to forget that you do not belong here; even as you occupy your day with a foolish and sentimental project.

You run into Hvitserk as you are carrying an armful of wooden planks -that you may or may not have exchanged a necklace for- to your rooms.

“What are you doing, woman?” He asks, and when he offers you, not demands, to take the heavy wood and carry it for you, you accept with a smile.

“I’m…making planters in my rooms,” The Prince still looks at you like you grew a second head, so you add, “I like plants. Herbs and flowers.” You offer as your sole answer, shrugging your shoulders.

When you reach the doors to your rooms, you hesitate, and the Prince offers you a smile.

“I can help you make them.”

“Is that…proper? For a man to be in a woman’s rooms?” You ask lowly, but the laugh you startle out of the young man takes away any secrecy you expected to get.

He pushes open the door with his shoulder and walks in, you trailing behind him.

“‘Proper’. You spent too much time with Christians, witch,” He chuckles, and drops the planks where you point him to. Crossing his legs underneath him as he sits on your floor, he motions for you to do the same. “If it’s my brother you are worried about, I’ll handle him.”

You thank him with a smile, tremulous as it is, and help him as you both work in amicable company, exchanging snippets of stories, quiet laughs and easy smiles.

“The King,” You start cautiously, and the Prince nods, giving you permission to talk, “Has he always been so…?”

“Usually worse,” He bites out when your words die, hitting particularly harder than needed at a nail as he does so. “You keep him preoccupied.”

“Should I be worried?” You say with a smile, scooting as you reach your favorite window and measuring for the perfect length of a planter to set there.

“He listens to you more than me, witch, I wouldn’t worry if I were you.”

“You don’t get along?” You ask even if you already know the answer, readying a few nails to start forming an angle for a planter.

“My brother and I…we are bound to kill each other, I think.” He says, and you lift your gaze in surprise as your hand already moves the hammer down.

The hammer falls down on your finger with all your strength.

“No! Why would you say that!?” You say, sticking the hurt digit into your mouth as you frown at the Prince.

He laughs in response to your clumsiness, but there’s a burden in his eyes. Hvitserk shrugs,

“I risked it all to stand by his side when Ubbe almost turned his back on him, Odin knows if there’s a reason why our brother is not with Lagertha wherever she has run off to now is because of me,” He mutters, and you stay silent, thinking to yourself it seems like it has been too long since someone sat to hear him speak, “Ivar wouldn’t have held on to Kattegat for this long if it wasn’t for me.”

“But you do not want to take Kattegat from him.” You offer quietly, not even a question. Hvitserk presses his lips into a line, seemingly overwhelmed.

“I never wanted to be King. Neither does Ubbe, the throne…Even if you don’t agree and he doesn’t believe I think so, I know Ivar is the best choice to be King of Kattegat,” The young man shakes his head, and he looks much more fragile than you ever thought he could look. You get closer and lay a hand on his arm, as comforting you can be without feeling like you are being ‘too touchy’ like Sieghild used to chastise you for. Hvitserk furrows his lips with no little anger, and continues, “Ivar is my brother and I will always stand with him, I just want the arrogant little fuck to acknowledge what I have done and continue to do for him.”

You have no idea what happened between the three brothers, you assume whatever it was caused the breach and struggle for dominance that permeates the air every time Ubbe and Ivar discuss battle or matters of the city; but you listen to Hvitserk with a compassionate smile on your lips and offer the best you can.

“If you want to talk, my Prince, I am always here.”

Surprisingly enough, he does.

He tells you of their allegiance with Bjorn Ironside and others to avenge the death of Ragnar Lothbrok. You needn’t be told of the Great Heathen Army and the fear and awe it inspired in its enemies and allies, for the words reached all the way to Carthage when the Vikings moved against Aelle. But Hvitserk tells you, and he tells you of the struggles of the men at the helm of the forces and how as the eldest son of Ragnar sailed South, their brother Sigurd married to warrant a degree of peace, and King Harald moved back to Norway with a new Queen; the three sons of Aslaug where left to be the leaders.

He tells you of Ivar pushing to take control from his brothers, of Ubbe being at the brink of breaking away from Ivar and turn against him if needed. He tells you of facing both of his brothers and reminding them of their blood shared, even if vows made, if ambitions clashing, if old pain and rancor, threatened to pull them apart.

He tells you of the marches for York, of many cities raided and pillaged. He tells you of the land granted for a settlement, of the funding of Dublin and the struggles for power that took place there. He tells you of the battles and blood that got Ivar to be King of Kattegat, and he confides that even if he appreciates and sees the change in his younger brother and how he is trying to appease him with by making both his and Ubbe’s voices heard when it comes to matters of war and the Kingdom; Ivar still treats him like nothing more than a dog, always mistrusting and always cold towards him.

“I’m sure he loves you.” You offer quietly, but the Prince does not look at you, instead toying with a piece of wood between his fingers.

“Ivar loves nothing.” He corrects quickly.

You shake your head, the hand on his arm squeezing to call for his attention. When he looks up at you he looks young and open, but his expression speaks of tiredness and resentment.

“You don’t believe that.” You promise quietly, to which he answers with a chuckle and a shake of his head.

Soon enough you both finish the planters, and you both bring the earth and branches needed to make the layers. Whispering prayers you carry in your heart alongside the secrets of the Thesmophoria, you water the earth and promise it care and seeds for growth.

The seeds will have to wait until you can get some, but the knowledge that fertile earth surrounds you fills you with a certain degree of peace. Even if this cold city kills you, you will force life and spring upon it. If you have to feed the flowers with your blood then so be it.

Hvitserk calls for your attention telling you he thinks he knows a little bit of Greek, and as you start getting horrified by his attempts at your language while he butchers it unwillingly, you both walk outside side by side.

Conversation starts on other topics soon after, and he tells you of the strange people he has met while handling Kattegat’s commerce influx and trade deals, which, paired with the way he recalls the stories with gestures and voices and expressions, makes your laugh louder than you have released it in so long.

Your giggles die down as you take a sip from your tea, and the Prince leans forward on the balcony railing, sighing.

“For all your strange ways, you seem…honest, witch.” He says, eyes on the horizon. You join him quietly, overlooking the cold city.

“If you were to ask the woman who raised me, she would say it is due to my arrogance that keeps me from being able to shut up,” You offer with a smile, “But thank you, my Prince.”

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I know this chapter was kinda filler and kinda boring, I’m sorry. I promise the next one is hopefully more exciting. As I said last saturday, I’ll be uploading two chapters instead of one today. Chapter 17 will be up shortly after this one. :)

Thank you for reading <3

#ivar the boneless x reader #ivar x reader #ivar the boneless imagine #ivar the boneless #vikings #νοσταλγία masterlist

[twdmusicboxmystery]

TWD Flagship Series Ending and How It Might Affect Beth/TD

I’m sorry I didn’t get my thoughts out sooner. I woke up to like three fires I had to put out (figurative, of course) so it too me longer than usual to get these written up. But, here we go:

Okay, so I know everyone is freaking out about yesterday’s news. I feel ya. I’m obviously very sad that the flagship series will be ending.

But having said that, it doesn’t entirely surprise me. And it doesn’t really bother me, at least not in the way everyone seems to think it will.

I have lots of thoughts about this, so bear with me. I’ll try to keep them succinct and organized.

I Still Think Beth is Returning

This is probably the most important thing for everyone to know. This announcement doesn’t affect my beliefs about Beth’s return. You’ll understand why as we go along and I explain more. It also doesn’t negate all the clues Emily and other actors have been dropping over previous months. Just keep that in mind.

It Doesn’t Surprise Me That The Show Might End Not Long After Her Return

Now, I’m gonna say that I realize now my original thinking about this was a little flawed, but I’m gonna say it anyway just to throw it out there.

As it’s taken longer and longer for Beth to return, I’ve come to realize that there would be a lot less of the show to go after her return than there was before it. If she’d have returned in S6 or S7, we would have had many seasons to go. But that hasn’t been the case, right?

I firmly believe that Beth represents Daryl’s happily ending. But that does imply it will be an ending of sorts.

And don’t get me wrong. I wouldn’t have predicted the show would end in S11. You all know I’ve harped on the 15-season thing quite a bit, and I have more to say on that, which I’ll get to in a minute. I’m just saying that after Beth returns, I never thought we’d get another 10 seasons of TWD. A few, sure, but not double the amount or anything.

Okay, so let me make some broad statements here.

1)      Gimple said he had until S15 planned, and I believe him.

2)      I still think he has plenty of material so that they could have gone on through season 15.

3)      I don’t think any of that content is being scrapped, curtailed, or cut short in any way.

So how can all of those things work together? Well, this is my biggest belief about this whole thing:

I don’t think they’re changing any of their original plan. I think they’re just shuffling and restructuring the way they’re going to give it to us.

A lot of things have changed over the past few years: technology, the fact that people stream-watch much more often than live-watch, CoVid, etc. So basically, I still think they’ll continue to tell the story through what would have been season 15, but they’ll be doing it through alternate series, spinoffs, movies, etc., rather than keeping it all to the main series.

Now, some of the skeptics out there are bound to think my beliefs about this are awfully convenient, and I’m just holding out hope that Beth will still return.

But I’m not JUST talking about Beth story lines. There are other things to consider here that we can prove. And I’ll get to them.

But the next question is:

Why Would They Continue the Story in Other Spinoffs, Rather Than Just Keeping to the Main Series?

I wasn’t sure about this at first, either. The only thing I could come up with on my own is that there are certain business/monetary/logistical concerns behind the scenes that make this a better model for AMC to make use of, rather than continuing the flagship series. And really, we’re never going to totally understand all of that because for legal/privacy reasons they’re never going to give us the details.

But then, the always-insightful @wdway said some things that really helped light bulbs go on in my head.

We were discussing this and she said something about how, since Daryl isn’t a character in the comic books, and Carol died very early on in the story (at the farm, I think?), with this spinoff that will focus on Daryl and Carol, they’re heading into territory that has absolutely no comic book source material.

And that really made sense to me. So, here’s my underlying belief about WHY they’re ending the flagship series after S11, even though they still have more story they’re planning to tell.

I Believe They’re Ending the Story after the Commonwealth Arc, Specifically Because the Comic Books Ended.

Because here’s the thing. Even with the extended S11, I still don’t think that will be enough time to cover the two major story lines they’ve been hinting at and slowly uncovering over recent seasons: the Commonwealth and the Helicopter People.

The only way to cover BOTH of those so quickly is to REALLY short change one or the other of them, and I think we have ample evidence and foreshadowing that that won’t be the case.

So, here’s the jist of it. Back when Gimple took over and planned his 15-season arc, they couldn’t have predicted a lot of what’s happened since. They couldn’t have predicted technology, COVID…or that Kirkman would suddenly, without any warning, decide to end the comics. So, even though they’ve always put their own spin on things, and have definitely done things that weren’t in the comics at all (i.e. Beth and Daryl), they’ve still always stuck to the major arcs from the comic books. (The Farm, The Prison, Alexandria, AOW, Whisper War, and now The Commonwealth.)

I think they decided to pivot and change formats as soon as Kirkman ended the CBs. They just haven’t announced it until now. So, I think season 11 will focus completely on the Commonwealth, but they’ll end it and switch to something entirely new to continue telling the story of the Helicopter Group. And even though they’re advertising it as focusing on Daryl and Carol, keep in mind that Rick and Michonne are also still out there. We’ll have them to look forward to in the Rick Grimes Films as well. And of course they still have FTWD, TWB, and these other spinoffs they’re talking about.

Do you see what I mean? I don’t think they’re changing or curtailing the story they’ve always planned on telling. They’re just changing formats. So the main series will end with the source material from RK’s comic books. The rest will be a new series that is 100% AMC’s own.

I hope that makes sense. This is why it doesn’t really worry me and I don’t think it negatively impacts Beth’s story or return at all. 

Okay, let’s switch gears and talk about the spinoff.

When I read the press release, the first thought I had was, “Well, that’s vague.” The press release really doesn’t tell us much. It’s hard to draw many conclusions from it. And it doesn’t say other characters (like Ezekiel, for example) won’t be in it. Just that it will focus on Daryl and Carol.

And I get that, again, that may sound convenient, but that’s why I explained everything above first. Knowing that this is probably just switching formats to continue the same story, it doesn’t sound quite as convenient anymore, does it?

The second thing I thought when I heard this (and my fellow theorists said they had the exact same thought, which kind of validates it in my head) is that this whole Carol/Daryl thing is probably tied to the New Mexico symbolism.

If you remember, starting in 10x01, they started randomly referencing New Mexico a lot, in conjunction with the idea of the two of them taking off on Daryl’s bike and just leaving. I know that idea isn’t our fandom’s favorite, but it was obvious to me that this was a foreshadowing and that it will happen at some point. So I’m relatively sure that this spinoff about Daryl and Carol will be them going to New Mexico together.

Here are some posts where I talked about the NM symbolism: X, X, X,

The thing is, guys, I’ve also always believed that it will be a Beth thing. That it will mirror them taking off together to search for Beth in 5a. So either way, I think Beth will be involved in that spinoff series.

@wdway told me she’s believed for a while that S11 will be another “Daryl searches for Beth” season. TD has believed for a LONG time that there will need to be another search on Daryl’s part. That there may even be something of a replay of events in Coda, but that it will end differently. In a good way, rather than in the disaster that was Coda.

So, either Beth and Daryl will get a reunion sometime in S11, but then something will happen and she’ll be taken again. Probably by the helicopter people. And Daryl will need to go look for her.

Or.

Maybe they won’t get a reunion at all in S11. That would definitely suck more, but maybe, while the audience, and various characters in the show *coughs Eugene* know about Beth, maybe Daryl really doesn’t find out until the end of the season, and he’ll just be busy dealing with the Commonwealth situation. But then, at the end, he finds out she’s alive and jumps on his bike to go find her. And, as in 5x02, Carol goes with him.

I also think Ezekiel will probably figure heavily in this. I’ve harped on and on about his death fake out, right? I do think it will happen some time in S11. And I think it’s possible that the season (and series) will end with Carol still not knowing that he’s really alive. Or maybe she’ll find out he’s with Beth and that will be part of the reason she goes with Daryl too.

Now, obviously this is all conjecture with a liberal splash of head canon. But given the symbolism and foreshadowing we’ve identified, especially these past two seasons, and how often TD has been right about this sort of thing, I really think there is a VERY good possibility that this, or something close to it, is what’s really happening here.

So yeah. I think I’ll shut up, now. The short of it is, I think they’ll continue the story line after S11, just in different story vehicles. I think Beth will still return and be a big part of the story moving forward. And I think S11 (and the series) will end with a lot of unresolved story lines that will move to other parts of the franchise. Therefore, aside from being sad to say goodbye to the flagship series in principle, this really doesn’t worry me all that much.

At the very least, we know we’ll be getting more Daryl after the series officially ends. Which is a good thing.

Thoughts?

#beth greene #beth greene lives #beth is alive #beth is coming #td theory #td theories #team delusional #team defiance #beth is almost here #bethyl

[thehollowprince]

1-2 “All that speech does is try to shift the blame elsewhere and further drive them apart because Stiles let Theo get to him, and never told Scott about Donovan. Anyone who actually watched this show should know better than to think Scott would turn against his best friend for defending himself” This sounds an awful lot like victim blaming, hollow. Stiles was a victim of Theo’s Blackmail, and he was perfectly entitled to chose not to share his own trauma with Scott if he didn’t want to.

2-2 You always screech about how no one should hold Scott accountable for lying to Allison and for refusing to tell Allison the truth about her mother’s death (which was Allison’s trauma, not Scott’s) because “we can’t blame the victims for not wanting to talk about their victimizations” and yet you victim blame Stiles for refusing to share his own trauma with Scott like Scott wanted and demanded?? Talk about bias and double standards

This is the hypocritical bullshit I was talking about.

The double-standards, the lack of understanding, when it comes to Scott. Hell, it's not even a lack of understanding, it's a lack of willingness to even attempt to understand Scott and what he went through.

I mean, here you are willing to bend over backwards to give Stiles a free pass for anything, and then you turn around and try to use my own words against me by bringing up Scott's past trauma with Victoria - a trauma that you went out of your way to discount and discredit, I might add.

You come into my inbox and use a double-standard to forgive Stiles for everything and yet can't even pretend to extend the same allowance to Scott. As per usual, you cometely ignore anything not related to Stiles and point out how Theo manipulated him, yet you completely ignore that Theo manipulated Scott as well. Like I said in my response, that was literally the plot of season 5A, yet to you, the only thing that matters is that Stiles was inconvenienced.

I seem to remember you blaming Scott for all the violence that came about after he didn't tell everyone what happened at the rave with Victoria, and here we are again, blaming Scott for Stiles and his choices.

I end up just talking in circles because you don't actually listen to anything that doesn't paint Stiles as a saint or Scott as the devil. This is a prime example of you forgiving Stiles for something you condemn Scott for, despite the situations playing out differently. Or do I need to remind you that it wad Derek, not Scott, who bit Victoria? Why didn't he say anything? Why does it always fall on Scott to bear everyone's burdens and trauma on this show and in this fandom?

Why the double-standards?

It certainly couldn't be the racism, could it?

#asshole anon #scott mccall defense squad #teen wolf fandom problems #teen wolf racism #fandom hypocrisy

[misscecil]

How To Be A Great Art Ally to your Creative Friends.

Slightly tweaked from my 2015 post How To Be A Great ART ALLY

I’ve been having a lot of heart to hearts lately with my friends who are authors and artists and we’re all saying the same thing: It is getting harder and harder for everyone who isn’t in the top 5% of their industry to get the word out about work they are doing.

Because of the way the industries are now, many artists are not getting the marketing and push that they deserve or need. Much of that promotion and publicity now falls on the artist’s shoulder. Your artist friend may have a good career, but unless they are crazy lucky, or have the “it” thing of the moment, your artist friend is probably really struggling.

“What. But they have so many books out! They are on tour all the time! They are always doing some wacky play!”

Sadly, about 90% of artists are struggling and barely making a living wage. According to the NY Times (1/5/19) The median wage for most authors is $20,300 

Most of your creative friends have full-time day jobs on top of their full-time art careers. Or they are taking a lot of side speaking gigs, lecturing or school visits and other supplemental work to add to their income to meet basic needs. 

Remember, every new project that they do is like starting from scratch. 

For example, many of the people who I know who are not artists see all the stuff that I am doing and think that it’s going so great for me that I don’t need their help to get the word out about my books. But I do. All of your artist friends (even the most famous ones) need your support all the time.

To be a great Art Ally for any of your author/artist friends I’ve drummed up a list of things that you can do. I’ve focused on books, since I’m an author, but I’ve added helpful tips within to give you ideas on how to help your music, performer, filmmaker, comic book, visual artist and indie game maker friends.

1) Pre-order their stuff. Seriously. If your friend has a book (or CD or DVD or indie game or comic book) coming out pre-order it. Pre-orders give the publishing company an indication of interest and can help with print runs. Good pre-orders sometimes help a book because the publishing company may give a book a little push with extra marketing money and publicity based on those numbers.

2) Show up. If your friend has a reading or something, go to it. “But I went to it once for another book!” That’s great! You are a supporter! But, every book is a whole new thing! (Go to their rock show! Play! Art gallery opening! If your friend is in a film/made a film go opening weekend, that’s when the box office counts. Or order it on VOD the week it drops. Or buy the game the week it comes out. You get the idea.)

3) When you are there, buy the book. “But I already pre-ordered it!” Yeah, I know. But buying it at the store or the reading helps the bookstore and the numbers and will help your friend do another reading there the next time. This is especially important if your friend is doing a reading not in their hometown. (If your friend is a musician, buy merch because that might be how they are paying for gas. If your friend is an artist, buy a piece of art because that might equal a bag of groceries.) (comics peeps put your pals book on your pull list) (etc)

3a) “But argh! This is not my kind of book. I don’t read that genre. It’s not for me. I’m not a kid/teen.” Sure, that’s fair. The book might not be for you. But I bet you one million dollars that you know somebody that the book (or other thing) would be perfect for. Maybe a strange aunt? Maybe your weird nephew? Maybe your co-worker? And remember the holidays are always just around the corner! Why not get it signed? Think of it as a back up present. You can give it at a white elephant exchange. If all else fails, get a copy and donate it to your local library or if it’s a kids book, to the school library nearest you.

4) Signal boost their work. While it may look to you like everybody knows about your friend’s book, they probably don’t. Remember that we are all kind of in a bubble when it comes to social media. Authors (and artists of all kinds) are always looking for new readers/audience and you totally have a bunch of friends that your author/artist friend doesn’t know. And those friends might have never heard of your friend’s book, movie, game, music and it might be right up their alley. And those friends have friends that you don’t know. And so on. And so on. So every once in a while, if you like and in a way that you are comfortable with, an easy Art Ally action is to Tweet, Instagram, Pintrest or Facebook (or repost) something about that person’s art thing on the social medias! This signal boosting helps to get new eyeballs on the book (or art thing) that your friend is doing.

5) Review it / Rate it. Perhaps you are on Goodreads? Or perhaps you frequent Amazon or B&N or Powells? If you really are a fan of the book (or art thing), a simple way to help boost your friend’s work is by giving it a star rating or a review. (For musicians you can do this at those places as well. Also you can add their album to your streaming site and rate it! For films rate it on Netflix if it’s there! For games there are places to do this too!)

5a) For books, on Goodreads it’s also helpful if you add it to your to read shelf. It’s both helpful before the book comes out and when the book comes out. So if you haven’t done it already, go to it! Add all your friends books to your to read shelf. It’s not too late!

6) Make sure that it is in your local library branch! Libraries are the biggest purchasers of books! An author wants their book to be read! Libraries help with that! Maybe you are librarian? Or someone super close to you is a librarian? This is where you can really help to get it on the library radar by making sure that it is on the order list for your branch or for your system. Sidenote: Many libraries are too poor to purchase books this is a great place for you to donate that extra book!

7) Consider using it in your class! Many books have reader guides or teacher guides. Are you a teacher? Or is someone super close to you a teacher? If you love the book, Or if not that, you can donate the book to your (or your teacher pal’s) school library or classroom library for students to enjoy.

8) Book Club it. If you have a book club, suggest your group read your friend’s book. Or maybe just have a one-off book club and get a group of your friends together to read your friend’s book. If your friend writes for kids, do a mother/ daughter or father /son book club with a group of people. I’m 100% certain that your author friend would be delighted to come over (or if they live far, Skype) to discuss their book with your book club. (for musicians you could host a living room show at your house)

9) Ask your art pal to come in and speak! Maybe your school or library has a budget to bring in a variety of guest speakers for classrooms or assemblies? Your friend would be perfect for this. If your institution has no budget, you can still ask your friend to come and speak! Lots of authors have sliding scales and can organize a way to sell their own books and that can offset a pro bono visit. Also, it will help them to get new readers. Being an art ally is all about getting new audiences for your arty friends. (Your other artist pals would make great classroom / assembly visitors as well.)

10) Vote and Nominate. It’s possible that there are lists that you can vote on or nominate your friends for that they may be eligible for and deserving. This could be anything from your local publicly voted on thing to a list that is for professionals which you might be. It’s easy for everyone to remember to nominate the big best sellers of the year or the debut books that are getting the big pushes. But there are many midlist books that are wonderful and get lost in that shuffle. Make sure to champion the midlist! They really need help to be seen! (This is the same for all of your artist friends. There is always a thing that is going on where they can use your vote or nomination. You’ve gotten those emails / updates.)

11) Hand sell. Maybe you are a bookseller? Make sure that the book is on the shelf. And then, when and if you love it, hand sell it! You can also help by making sure that the book is still on the shelf once it’s sold. Many stores don’t automatically re-order a book if it doesn’t sell more than a certain amount. If you are not a bookseller, you can still hand sell by just talking up the book to people. (Talk up their music, game, comic, play, and movie.)

11a) If you work in retail anywhere and your pal is a musician and you like their music: Try putting their album on at work! Who knows? Maybe someone will ask you who that swell band is? Your pal may gain a new listener!

12) Be a Microphilanthropist. Support their Patreon/Kickstarter/Go Fund me.  It really helps to get that support whether it be a small patreon contribution or a small contribution to getting that dream project done. Support their Indiegogo or Kickstarter or Patreon. For your other artist friends who are making movies, plays, albums, comics, indie video games support their crowdfunding or patreon effort. Really. You can totally afford the $5-10 level (even if you think the project is lame.) for a crowdfunding and $1 for patron. And it will really help them and boost morale.

13) Be a good literary citizen. If you are an author, remember to be a good literary citizen. Promote yourself, but also do stuff for the larger literary community. Participate and include others. There are many things you can do. You can organize events. You can pitch panels. You can show up to things. You can volunteer to be a judge for things or to moderate panels (be a good moderator if you do.) You can write essays about other works. Remember to extend past your own inner circle of friends to include people who you might not know. Being an artist is very hard. There are many ups and downs in a career. At some point everyone goes through a hard time and needs help. Avoid the cool kids table mentality. Be kind. When you are on the top, don’t forget to keep helping your community. Diversify your literary and artistic world. (Other artists, you know what this is in your own field. Art citizens for the win!)

14) Invite your friend over to dinner. Or buy them dinner. Or have a potluck. Everyone could use a good night out with friends and conversation. It’s a spirit booster. No lie.

#art ally

[frangipanidownunder]

So just a heads up, I did sent this prompt to someone else too. Since I am pretty obsessed with dad!Mulder I was thinking along the lines of a fic where it's primarily him interacting with his new daughter. The idea was that around 8-10 years old she comes home upset and Mulder weasels it out of her that she's being bulled at school because her dad is "old". In my head Mulder is probably fitter in his 60's than most 30-40 something dads, but hey ho. Kids can be cruel!

This turned out much longer than I expected so it’s under a cut. I hope you like it! It’s not exactly as you described, but this is what came out! Tagging @today-in-fic

Different

The note was ripped into four pieces, scattered between theold newspapers and a yellowing file of fake Bigfoot sightings he’d spilledcoffee over. The recycling needed to be emptied and when he picked up the box,the contents fell out. He recognised Esther’s writing - that determined cursiveshe delivered usually with her tongue caught between her lips and her mother’slight frown of concentration. He taped the note together and sat looking at it asit lay on his desk, the golden spool of light from his lamp illuminating thecrinkles and shadowing his daughter’s careful letters.

              To Mom and Dad

           You’re invited to Grade 5A’sParents’ Day on Tuesday at 11 o’clock. Bringsomething from your job or from home that tells us about you or just share astory or two.

           Esther S Scully-Mulder

Scully fingered the tape and sighed. “Why wouldn’t she let usknow? One of us always used to go to these things at her other school.”

              “She’s been alittle down, lately. Don’t you think?” He’d offered to pitch for her at theweekend but she looked at the bat and shook her head, telling him she had somereading to do. When he checked in on her later, she wasn’t in her room and hefound her outside tipping a load of ancient toys and puzzles, books and clothesinto garbage bags.

“She’s changing,” Scully said. “Kidsdevelop quicker these days.”

“She’s twelve, Scully.”

“And she’s not your baby girl anymore, Mulder. The scholarship means she’s got more work to do. She’s having tonegotiate hormones and study and the murky depths of the online world andthings you don’t even want to think about. It’s a lot, these days. A lot.”

He swung around on the chair. Sometimeshe fondly remembered hunting monsters and aliens and figured that job waseasier than negotiating the travails of parenthood. He rubbed the bridge of hisnose.

“Nobody said this would be easy,Mulder,” she said, slipping her arms around his neck.

“Nobody doesn’t know what he or she istalking about,” he said, reaching up to kiss her cheek. “Nobody isn’t nearly 70and a parent of a child still in grade school. What the hell were we thinking,Scully?”

She laughed, the sound still girlish,and he remembered her in that moment, hair copper-bright, eyes filled with anostalgic passion that he recognised instantly, those perfect lips slightlyapart. She had wrapped herself around him in that motel like she intended todevour him. The realms of possibility extended to infinity and together, onthose starched foreign sheets, they lost years and rediscovered something ofthemselves. He hadn’t expected it. But it had changed them in ways they hadn’tbeen able to articulate. And then there was Esther.

Their daughter had been a balm overthe festering sore that was William’s disappearance. On that damp and dismalpier, in a single heartbeat, when Scully had told him what the smoking bastardhad revealed, Mulder’s life had been reduced to the icy fear of irrelevancy.But with her next breath, the realisation that he was going to be a father hadtaken root inside him and grown slowly and ever more warmly. He’d beenfrightened when she was born. Frightened of the tiniest, most fragile beinghe’d ever seen. The day they brought her home, he stepped into a new world.Everything that was important was right there, in his arms and in his heart.And just when he thought his heart couldn’t stretch or grow any more, Esther didsomething new.

Now, he pulled Scully down and the olddesk chair squeaked. “Thinking is overrated.” He kissed her and she wriggled onhis lap and the spark flared. It took him a little longer these days but shedidn’t seem to mind.

“Ewwwww,” came the disgusted young voicefrom the doorway. “You two are so gross.” The way she crinkled her nosereminded him so much of Samantha. It ached to think about how much more hisloss was magnified now he understood the lengths and breadths of parental love.

Scully’s giggle was slightly temperedby frustration and she slid from his grasp. He sighed as he watched her loop herarm through Esther’s and leave him to wallow in what might have been.

Over the next week, Esther shut herself in her room for most ofeach evening. She rolled her eyes in the worst Scully way when Mulder offeredto take her Squatchin’. Her suit hung next to his on the hook by the back doorand her boots still bore the muddy splatters from their previous encounter withdark shadows and mysterious noises. He tried talking to her, teasing her,baking her favourite muffins, showing her old photos of him and her mother intheir ridiculous coats. None of his usual father-daughter favourites worked.

              “I just wantto read, Dad.”

              “What are youreading?” he asked, hoping that she’d pat the end of the bed and let him sitwith her a while.

              “Nothing you’dknow,” she said. He looked at the cover of the book. It was matte silver withan image of a downcast young woman half-turned away. The title and author namewere too small for him to read without his glasses.

              “I guessyou’ve moved on from the Harry Potters?”

              She looked upat him and tried for a polite smile but it was more of a patient grimace. “Inever really liked them. All that wizardry and witchcraft stuff is not mything.”

              He tucked hisopinion away and reached for the door.

              “Dad,” shesaid after a beat. He turned round with a hopeful smile. “Can you shut the dooron the way out?”

On Monday evening, after a painfully quiet meal where Estherpushed her food around her plate, Scully waited for her to shut her bedroomdoor and said, “We shouldn’t just show up tomorrow, if she doesn’t want us tocome.”

              “But she mightbe the only kid there without parents. Wouldn’t that make it even harder? She’snew. Familiar faces will help, surely?”

              Scully put thedishes next to the sink. “I don’t know what to do, Mulder. She’s always been soclose with us – with you especially - and now she’s just drifting away. If weshow up without her consent, she’ll be angry. If we don’t show up, and this wasjust a cry for help, then we risk validating her already fragileself-confidence. We need to talk to her, find out what’s bothering her.”

              Mulder stoodbehind her and massaged her tense shoulders. “She’s so much like you, Scully –reserved, self-contained. You must remember how hard it is to pull yourself outof that mindset.”

              “I do.” Shedotted soap suds on his nose and smiled sadly. “Get ready for some serioussparks, then.”

Esther’s room had the best view of the yard. Mulder had installeda windmill and when the sun was setting it filtered through the blades. Whenshe was younger and looked forward to the end of the day when he’d read to heror run through a sanitised version of one of their cases, he’d sit on her bedand tell her that the golden shafts were her big brother William’s way ofcommunicating with his family.

              “He’s sending thewarmest rays as a way of hugging you, Esther. He wishes he could be here but hecan’t right now. This is the best he can do.”

              “I think it’spretty good,” she’d say and she’d hug him, extra tight.

              Now, the sun’srays were hitting the glass and he watched her for a moment, combing herfingers through the dusty slant of light. She hadn’t heard him come in and shegasped when he sat on the bed.

              “Sorry, honey.I just wanted to see if you were okay. You were talking to Will?”

              She shook herhead. “I don’t believe in that stuff any more, Dad.”

              “That’s ashame,” he said, “because opening your mind to the possibilities of life makesit seem less hard.”

              Her jaw lockedand she swung her legs round to sit on the edge of the bed. “Life is finewithout all the voodoo mind control and mumbo jumbo telepathy crap. I’m not alittle kid any more. You know what I think about when I see broken sunlight? Ithink about how my big brother is a selfish shit who won’t come back to sayhello to his family.”

              “Esther!”Scully joined them and stood with her hands on her hips. “It’s not like that.”

              “You two areso dumb sometimes. You hide behind all the things you used to do, ‘back in theday’, and you have no idea what’s really going on under your noses. Will isnever going to come back. You don’t really talk to him. It’s not real. You justthink you do to make yourself feel better. It’s cruel to Dad really, to makehim think that you have those conversations.

“And I was an accident. I know aboutEmily and I know about that smoking man and I know about all the stuff that wasdone to you both ‘back in the day’. Your lives were shitty and they were weirdand now you’re stuck with me, out here in Nowhereville, compensating for allthe bad things you went through. I don’t have any super powers. I don’t havealien blood. I’m just normal and boring and you can’t rescue me from anythingso you’ve sent me to a school I don’t like because you have to make me specialin some way. You just want me to be different. But I don’t. I don’t want to bedifferent.”

              “How do youknow about that stuff, Esther? We haven’t told you some of that.” Scully’svoice cracked and Mulder brushed her cheek, putting his thumb over her lips andshaking his head slightly.

              “I don’t know.Maybe Will told me,” she said, blazing. “But, wait. It couldn’t be, becauseguess what? People don’t communicate by telepathy!”

              Mulder turnedto his daughter. “Esther, you don’t need super powers or alien blood to be special.Do you know why we think you’re special, why we know you’re different? It’sbecause you’re you and you’re still here with us. You’re still here.”

              Scully turnedaway. Esther’s shoulders slumped.

“And tomorrow, when we come to yourparent’s day, we can talk to the Principal about pulling you out, if that’swhat you really want.”

              “Please don’tcome tomorrow. I don’t need you to be there. I’ll be fine,” she grabbed a bunchof her duvet cover in her hands and squeezed it. “You don’t understand whatit’s like.” Her voice was a fragile whisper. “You’re just…”

              “Just what,Esther?”

              She shook herhead and the sun sunk lower, orange flames lighting up her room.

Through the window, Mulder could see Esther sitting towards theback of the library room. She was slightly apart from the other girls aroundher, who were chatting and giggling. Rows of chairs lined the sides. Outsidethe room, the other parents were variously in work clothes, casual dress,talking on cellphones, chatting comfortably with each other. Mulder and Scullyseemed to be one of only three couples. A smartly dressed woman approachedthem, extending her hand.

              “I’m Brenna, Alexia’smother. I had to send my parents last year, couldn’t get away from a businessconference. Life is so busy, isn’t it? Getting time off to come to thesespecial days gets harder and harder. It’s wonderful when the extended familycan step in. Who’s your grandchild?”

              The dooropened at that moment and the teacher ushered the parents in. Mulder whisperedin Scully’s ear, “I told you I should have used that GreyBeGone stuff. Silverfoxes are so 2018.”

              “Hey,” shewhispered back, “Silver or not, you’re my fox - 1993 to infinity.”

              As they foundseats midway up, Mulder saw Esther staring at them. Her face turned red and shecuffed away angry tears before faking her best smile at the girl sitting nextto her.

              The teachersmiled at Mulder and Scully. “Esther, your parents are here after all, whydon’t you come to the front and let’s hear a little bit about your family.”

As they got into position there was acollective giggle and he heard one child say she though they were thegrandparents. Mulder watched his daughter tilt her chin up higher, despite herclenched fists. In that moment, he saw himself, all the humiliations, thebackhanded comments, the disbelief and headshaking he’d endured. Scully musthave sensed his guilt because she squeezed his hand as they stood at the frontof the room.

The teacher clapped her hands and theclass fell silent. “These are Esther’s parents. I’m sorry, I can’t rememberyour names.

“This is Dana and my name is Fox,” hesaid and watched twenty kids smirk in unison.

A girl put her hand up and Muldernodded to her. “Are you kidding?”

His eyebrows shot up as quickly asEsther’s lowered. “No, it’s on my birth certificate and everything,” he said.“What’s your name?”

“Alexia,” the girl said, “but anyonewho’s anyone calls me Alex.”

Mulder nodded and turned to Scully andhis daughter. “Well, Alex,” he said, “I hope you don’t mind me calling youthat, because back in the day, I was someone. And so was Dana. I was FoxFreaking Mulder. And she was the Enigmatic Doctor Scully. And I promise you mybirth name is Fox and having thatname made me really good at two things. Anyone care to guess what they were?”

Esther’s impatient sigh cut throughhim, but a couple of kids raised their hands, so he pointed to a young boy witha mop of black curls springing from his head.

“Fighting?”

Mulder laughed with the rest of theclass. But Esther’s expression remained grim. When they’d settled, he said,“Pretty good, I was going to say running, because violence is never really theanswer to bullying. And having that name also made me good at being different.And being different has served me, and my family, well over the years.”

There was a look of mild confusion onEsther’s face and he almost saw her soften a little but when Alex asked whatthey did for a living, she scowled again.

“We used to be FBI agentsinvestigating paranormal cases.”

“That must have been a hundred yearsago. You’ve got to be retired,” Alex said. Esther shrugged her hands deeperinto her pockets and looked at the floor like she hoped it might crack open andswallow her.

“We did retire. Well,” he looked atScully, “we were asked to leave. Kind of like being expelled.”

There was a murmur around the room.The girl spoke again. “What did you do to get kicked out? Fail your eyesighttest?”

The teacher went to cut in but held uphis hand. He looked over to where the girl’s mother sat, but she was busy onher phone. “It is true that there are physical requirements to being an agent.Being able to see who to arrest is pretty important. But the reason we left theBureau was because we had a habit of not following the rules. Of doing things alittle differently.”

Mulder smiled at his daughter. Hehoped the small flicker of her lips was a good sign. “Scully and I,” he startedand it resulted in more giggling from the kids. Esther remained silent.

Scully held up her hand. “Mulder and Inever did anything conventionally. We call each other by our last names. Weinvestigated cases that required us to follow some pretty strange leads –photos of UFOs, sightings of Bigfoot, meeting alien abductees, breaking intosecret government storage facilities.”

There was a round of oohs and aaahsfrom the audience which made Esther look up.

“I’m a scientist and I was assigned tokeep Mulder on track, by providing reports and scrutiny…”

“She spied on me,” he said, and someof the kids laughed.

“Our division was called the X-Filesand I learned pretty quickly that science didn’t always offer the answers I wasexpecting. I had to learn to think a little differently.”

“And,” Mulder added, looking atEsther. “I had to learn to be a little less selfish and share my work with theclass. Or at least with Scully. It took me a while to get used to having apartner who questioned everything, who got me out of some sticky situations andwho still showed up day after day. Someone who supported me through everything.That was a new experience for me.”

Esther shut her eyes and Scully pulledher closer.

“Did you ever meet an alien?” the boywith the curly hair asked. He was leaning forward, chin on his hands and eyeswide with rapt attention. “Cos that would be so cool.”

“We did,” Mulder said.

“Not really,” Scully said at the sametime.

“What about Will?” Esther said. Sheseemed shocked to have spoken.

“Who’s Will?” Alex asked.

“My older brother,” Esther said, hervoice growing stronger. “He has alien DNA.”

Mulder’s heart swelled a little and helooked at Scully, who lowered her eyes to her feet with a slow smile. “It’strue that both Esther’s mother and our son have some unusual blood work. But aswe’ve said, being different doesn’t mean you’re less.”

“Will speaks to my mothertelepathically,” Esther said. And instantly the mood in the class changed. Thekids sat up, leant forward. Some of the parents shuffled in their seats andwhispered to each other. The teacher clutched at her pearls. “And I feel him inthe rays of the setting sun. My Mom and Dad have told me stories of the strangethings that happened to them over the years but they gave up that life so thatI could live a normal one. They’ve always told me I was a miracle, but I don’treally think that’s true,” she looked at them and blinked back tears. Her voicesoftened again, but she managed to finish. “I think it’s a miracle that they’remy parents.”

There was a weighted silence in theroom. A couple of polite coughs as they made their way back to their seats.Somebody said ‘spooky’ and Esther smiled at her Dad as she sat back with therest of the kids. The boy with the hair patted her on the back and grinned.Alex looked straight ahead and shook her head when the teacher announced it washer mother’s turn to speak.

There was a fireball in the sky that night and they all decampedto Esther’s room to watch the sun sink lower and lower. The blades of thewindmill creaked slowly round on the building breeze.

              “Despite ouradvancing age and the need to have a nap straight after class, I think the kidsthought we were pretty cool in the end,” Mulder said.

              “Will saysyou’re nuts,” Scully added.

              “Tell him notto be such a giant douchebag and to come home occasionally,” Esther said, lyingback on her bed.

              Scully satdown. “You could tell him yourself.”

              Her browcrinkled. Mulder put his hand on Scully’s shoulder and nodded. “You should,Esther.”

              “How can I dothat? I’m not special.” She used air quotes and a tone not dissimilar tosceptical Scully ‘back in the day’.

              Scully pattedher knees. “When we said you were a miracle, we meant it. A child born to abarren, ageing mother.”

              “So? That’snot a miracle. It’s more an anomaly. Surely you searched for the logical,rational and oh so scientific answer to my birth.”

              “We did andguess what? There was no logical, rational or scientific answer. I had no eggs.I was 54. I shouldn’t have been able to conceive. And yet here you are.”

              “But thatdoesn’t mean I can communicate with my mysterious brother who might well be onthe moon for all we know. I don’t know how.”

              Mulderchuckled. Scully shook her head. “He’s not on the moon, Esther. And all youhave to do is open yourself up to the realms of extreme possibility.”

              Esther’s headlolled back and she took in a deep breath, but no sooner had she done that, thanshe gasped and sat up, clutching her temples. “Oh. My. God. No!” she said.“He’s not on the moon. He’s in Wyoming.”

#txf fanfic #my fanfiction #todayinfic #family fluff #and a little weird stuff

[acaseforpencils]

Jason Chatfield.

Bio: I grew up in the far flung suburbs of Perth, in Western Australia, and used to spend my paper route money on MAD Magazines (I cheaped-out and stole my dentist’s waiting room issues of the New Yorker. I think I was the only kid who looked forward to going to the dentist).

I moved to New York in 2014 and started pitching to the mag in person. I’m not sure Bob liked me, so I went back to pitching via email. Then I went in on his last day and finally sold my first piece. I feel like it was his final f—k you to the magazine. “Here! Have a Chatfield!” 

Find this print here!

The cartoon was a goofy play on Vlad the Impaler. 

I didn’t sell to the magazine again until last month, but I’ve had a handful sold as dailies. And I’m published in MAD often, so they’ve clearly done away with any of their standards.

When I’m not drawing gag cartoons I write and draw a syndicated legacy strip called Ginger Meggs which I took over 10 years ago. It’s been around since 1921 and now appears daily in 34 countries. He’s kind of an Australian version of Dennis the Menace, except he predates him by about 30 years.

Tools of choice: For drawing/roughs, I use a Prismacolor Turquoise clutch pencil with a red lead and try to find some paper with a little bit of tooth. The mixed media pads at Blick do the trick nicely.

I ink using a Uni-ball Vision Elite Stick Roller Ball Pen… or a Pigma Micron 03. 

DO NOT use the Uni-Ball Vision Rollerball Pens, Fine Point (0.7mm) if you’re traveling. They explode on planes. And ruin your copy of The New Yorker.

For a wash, I just use watercolor and whatever brush is lying around. Nothing fancy. There’s a scanning app on my phone called “Adobe Scan” which does a nice job of scanning line-art into a PDF when I’m out of the studio and need to email in a quick rough.

I use a Wacom Mobilestudio Pro for finished artwork. I like to get out of the studio and work from a bar or restaurant, so it helps that I can take that with me. I use a little glove that I got on Amazon so I don’t grease up the screen, and the felt-tip nib that comes in the pen-holder makes the friction between the stylus and the screen more like pencil on paper. Unfortunately, they’re not waterproof, as I found on a recent vacation…

My wife plays piano and sings at bars around the city so I’ll often sit at the bar during her sets and draw. Digital/Traditional depends on what deadlines are most pressing. (She has a weekly residency in Astoria —if anyone’s interested in going, let me know!)

A lot of people email me for advice about tablets —I’ve been trialling/demo-ing Wacom products for 15 years— I think they’re great. If you’re married to doing stuff by hand but want to colour digitally, you can get a decent tablet without going broke. Depends on your workflow.

Writing Desk: My wife and I were living upstairs in 5A when my neighbour in 4B died. He was a brilliant poet and had an incredible old writing desk. It’s the only thing that was left in the apartment, so I’m looking after it ’til his grandson moves in at the end of our lease. I work for countless hours at this old thing. It’s beat up, but I’ve patched it together enough that it won’t collapse and bury me mid-brushstroke. I’ve stuck a few of my favourite toons on the top of it.

Tool I wish I could use better: My brain. It really is a sack of cats. Whenever I want to sit and do work, it clocks off. Then it comes up with a pearler of an idea at 3 in the morning when I’m trying to sleep. I write it down in my phone, but autocorrect makes it indecipherable by morning.

I like working with my writer friend, Scott. We both do comedy at night and have developed a nice short-hand. We also seem to have the same library of references and can build on each others’ premises, which tames my sack-of-cats.

Tool I wish existed: The Deadline Extender.® I’ve never missed a deadline, but that said… an extra 3 or 4 minutes to allow for a terrible wifi connection, or a errant scanner wouldn’t go astray.

Also: The Deadline Extender® PREMIUM: Let’s you go back in time to when you were procrastinating and slap yourself in the face. $30 p/month.

Tricks: Ok, well. This is going to sound a bit Dalton Trumbo, but bear with me: I do my best work…in the bath.The most productive 3 hours of my week are during Scotchbath Sunday; an immoveable chunk of time on Sunday evening whereby I lock myself in the bathroom, run a bath, lug my drawing stuff onto a bit of wood that sits over the bath, and just write and draw. Nothing else. I write weeks worth of my syndicated comic strip (Ginger Meggs), I write New Yorker cartoons, scribble up roughs for dailies— and when I feel like I’ve earned it (usually 2 hours in) I tap the side of the bath three times, and my wife peels herself from her piano and I unlock the door to a nice big glass of scotch. It’s a hell of a carrot on a stick to work towards when you’re stuck. (PS. Lest you think I’m some kind of Don Draper-era misogynist; the scotch reward part was her idea. I think she realized it keeps me in the bath and out of her way.)

Anyway. It’s a great way to switch gears creatively. It’s like being on an aeroplane. No wifi, no phones — just the work you need to get done. Get involved. #ScotchBathSunday.

Oh! And if I get my deadlines done for the week, I have a small budget for a solo lunch somewhere where I can eat cheese and draw. I really didn’t know cheese ’til I moved to America. (And yes, I’ve already been to Wisconsin. Good Lord.)

Tips? I always tell younger artists to not even think about touching a drawing tablet until they’ve learned to draw by hand first. Otherwise they’ll always be drawing away, knowing they have the insurance of the CTRL+Z key at their disposal if they screw up a line. That’s not a good habit to have when you’re working to a deadline. But, once you do know how to draw, by all means dive head-first into the digital realm. It’s incredible. Procreate, Sketchbook or Photoshop are all great.

Misc: One of the hangovers from working in advertising illustration is that I’ve had to be a bit of a chameleon style-wise for the last 15 years and haven’t allowed myself to just settle into one style. Lately, I’ve just decided to say “Bugger it!” and try and find a loose, consistent style that I’m comfortable with, that’s an apt conduit to my silly ideas.

I always loved George Booth’s line, and his ability to create a scene with so much movement but just at the right moment in time. Also Sam Gross’ dark, hilarious cartoons with perfect line-economy. And I’d give my left arm (I draw with my right) to know how Barry Blitt has so much control with his washes…

Chatfield’s portrait of Sam Gross

While I’m geeking out, I love seeing younger cartoonists find their feet and thrive in a style that just feels like they’re speaking to you— Ellis J. Rosen, Sofia Warren, Hilary Fitzgerald Campbell, Jason Katzenstein, Amy Kurzweil, and a seemingly endless list of talented younger artists who are putting in the work are a big inspiration. 

I know it should be Steig or Thurber or Addams, but my favourite cartoonist is Sergio Aragones.

I was always so enamoured of MAD growing up and studied the lines of Jack Davis, Mort Drucker, Al Jaffee and the Usual Gang of Idiots. I remember being so frustrated I couldn’t even come close to getting my work to look like theirs, but I think I found a style somewhere in between when I fell short. 

I think Wil McPhail’s poses are masterful, and I wish I knew how how the hell he did that. One day I’ll trudge up to England and knock on his door to ask him. I find myself doubled-over at John Cuneo’s Instagram, and Ed Steed’s absurdly funny gags. I have a slew of toons I’ve torn out of years’ worth of magazines and taped to my studio wall, or my zillion year-old writing desk. I’m constantly humbled by how generous and welcoming the existing crop of New Yorker cartoonists have been to a goofy Aussie immigrant — Joe Dator, Matt Diffee and Pat Byrnes, Mort Gerberg and an ever-growing list of prolific, talented cartoonists who make the 99% weekly rejection tolerable.

I’ve made some of my closest friends and have been lucky enough to meet my cartooning heroes through the National Cartoonists Society. I got to spend a lot of time with Sergio at the Lakes International Comic Art Festival in the UK last year which made my year. We were signing together for a whole afternoon and I spent more time geeking out with him than signing.

Okay. Enough drooling. Sorry.

I’m a fan of cartoonists.

Website, etc. I have a weekly podcast where I throw around ideas for New Yorker cartoons with a fellow comedian and writer, Scott Dooley. It’s called “Is There Something In This?” It’s a bit of fun. We don’t take ourselves too seriously, but we do take the art of writing gags very seriously. It’s an extremely difficult skill to master, and we’re virtually zygotes at it. We have lots of listeners now, which is bewildering. Talking about drawing is like dancing about architecture, but here we are. Anyway you can find it on iTunes or wherever you waste time listening to podcasts.

My website is jasonchatfield.com and my comedy stuff is up at jasonchatfieldcomedy.com  ( I’ve been doing stand-up comedy for 11 years. If anyone wants to come see a show, hit me up! I’ll put you on the door). My instagram is @jasonchatfield. I’m still trolling the British chap who has the @jasonchatfield handle on Twitter to no avail. To that end, I’m @jason_chatfield on Twitter.

If you want more art supplies in your life, A Case for Pencils is on Instagram and Twitter.  You can also find me, Jane (the person who created/edits this blog), on Twitter here, which is where I stick the paintings that I’ve been doing instead of interviewing people consistently (I needed to balance working on other people’s work and my own work!). Oh, and If you’d like to support this blog, which is always very appreciated, there are many different ways to do so, which you can find here!

#Jason chatfield #how to draw New Yorker cartoons #artists on tumblr #art supplies #drawing process #artist interview

[highschoolharrier]

Justin Wrigley is the coach of St. Thomas Aquinas High School in Kansas who currently is riding an impressive state championship win streak and looks to be in contention for a bid to NXN via the Heartland region.

High School Harrier: Your teams are entering the year with recent state championship winning streaks there in Kansas. Can you say a little about how your team has attained that level of excellence?

Justin Wrigley: Our boys team has won four straight state titles and the girls finished third last year which ended a streak of five straight state titles. I definitely believe that the biggest factor for our success is the team culture. There are no magic workouts and there is no magic mileage that guarantees success. Every program is somewhat different in those areas but what has been working the best for us is the team culture.  We have had an incredible level of buy-in from the kids over the years and that has helped us achieve many of our goals. We've been blessed with large numbers of kids that are fun, positive and hard working. Because of that, Saints cross country has become a really great place to be. The cross country kids really like being around each other and even though all of the training is a great commitment of time and effort, I think that they just really like doing it together and so we are seeing the benefit of that when we race. It's really awesome that there are so many kids with the same attitude about the sport and the training process. The key is keeping it fun and positive because negativity can tear the whole thing down really fast. We are just like every other high school in the country, we have to always be on the lookout for negativity and try to change those types of behaviors before it does damage to our culture. It is a never-ending process but it's the true key to success in cross country.

HSH: State is 2 weeks before the NXR Heartland meet.  Do you think this is too far away, not far enough away or a good amount of time between the two?

JW: I think two weeks is just about perfect! I think that period of time allows kids to celebrate state and also sharpen back up physically and emotionally for NXR. When we first started making the trip to NXR, I don't think that anyone on our team managed the post-state emotions really well. We'd get too up for state and had nothing left in the emotional tank up at NXR despite being physically ready. When we started taking larger groups up to NXR and changed some of the ways we thought about the postseason, we saw our teams improve dramatically at the Heartland meet. Putting NXR on the calendar and planning to attend well before the season even starts has really helped the way our kids prepare emotionally and psychologically and that has really helped. I also think it's really important to get your sub varsity kids to the NXR open races. Those open races are more competitive than almost any state meet and so you're giving sub varsity kids a championship caliber meet to shoot for while also extending their training season by several weeks and getting them experience for when they become your varsity in the NXR championship race. I can't see any negative side to getting as many kids as possible to the NXR meet.

HSH: Do your boys and girls train together?

JW: Yes, we usually have 80-100 kids on our team in any given year and we do everything together. We split up into training groups for workouts but we'll often have girls and boys training together if they are similar in fitness and ability. Our top girl, Olivia Sovereign, trains with the boys. She has a little brother on the team and they push each other really hard in workouts. It is pretty awesome.

HSH: How does your team set their goals each year?

JW: We start each summer with goal meetings. We vote for the captains for the next season at the end of the current season and oftentimes the first official duty of the new captains is to schedule and organize our goal meetings in early June. We have separate meetings for the boys and girls teams even though we do most stuff together.  At that meeting we sit around for about an hour and try to have an open conversation about the types of things we want to accomplish. We have a follow up meeting with our kids at our team camp in mid-July. Recently, we've made our goals more about team culture rather than race outcomes and I feel like that is taking the program in a really cool direction. This season we're trying to make our season focus on being selfless in everything we do.

HSH: Is there anyone on your team that you feel is ready to have a breakout year?

JW: I sure hope so, hahaha!  We have had the type of summer that makes a coach really excited about the upcoming season. We have seen a lot of kids running very consistently and so I'm feeling pretty confident that some guys and girls will be stepping up and making a big impact this fall.  I'd love to name some names but I'd probably end up upsetting anyone I did not mention so I better just keep quiet and we will have to wait and see who goes out there and proves themselves this fall!

HSH: What regular season meet are you most looking forward to and why?

JW: The Rim Rock Classic is always one of the highlights of our season. It's a huge meet on the state meet course and in addition to most of the Kansas teams attending, we will also get to see many of the teams from around the heartland and midwest regions. We also get some teams from Colorado and Texas most years. Unfortunately, Kansas has a rule that nobody from outside of 500 miles of our border can attend our events but maybe someday that will change.  In the meantime, this meet is the biggest draw in Kansas every year and I love to get varsity, jv and c-team kids experience on our state meet course so when their time comes, they know the course very well. This year we will also be traveling up to Roy Griak in Minnesota. Usually that meet falls on Rim Rock weekend and we don't go because we don't want to pass up the chance to race on our state meet course but this year the schedule lined up a little different so we'll be going there to get a little preview of the Heartland region. There are so many good teams at Griak and it will be a great mid-season check up on how we're progressing towards our postseason goals. My buddy, Jason Druten of West Torrance, California is bringing his boys to Griak so it will be really fun to hang out with him and go toe to toe with his guys. They were the CIF D3 champs last year and we have a strong bond with their team.

HSH: For us who are not from Kansas, what is the qualifying process for state?

JW: The Kansas qualifying process is about as simple as it gets. For each classification (we have 6 of them in KS) there are four regional meets, geographically separated and the top three teams from each region qualify for state.  Classes 3A, 5A and 6A compete at Rim Rock Farm, one of the nation's most beautiful courses and classes 1A, 2A and 4A compete at the Wamego golf course. Both courses have their share of challenging hills at critical points of the race. Don't let anyone tell you that Kansas doesn't have any hills!

HSH: Do you have a motto or mantra for your program?

JW: We have two and we use them all of the time! Our cultural motto is, "Take care of each other" and our training and racing motto is, "B.A.U.," which simply means, "business as usual."  Both mottos are pretty simple but they both accomplish a great amount of good when people actually live the mottos.  Culturally, we want cross country to be something that everyone enjoys and feels good about. Running is hard and so is high school. Every day is not going to be your best day. We want people to be there for each other and help them get through the tough times. In doing so, we will all make each other better and then we'll have people with us to also celebrate the good times.  When we speak about B.A.U., we're talking about doing things the right way, every day. We want our process to become a habit. If we can accomplish that, then when we get to the postseason we can take a lot of the pressure off by reminding the kids that all they have to do is simply keep doing things the way they always have. There is no pressure to do anything special in the postseason and because of that we tend to run really well because our kids are not pressing to do anything more than usual. Both mottos are lifestyle goals and I think they are very helpful in how we approach things.  

HSH: What component of your program do you think is the biggest factor in the success of your team?

JW: Every coach probably says this but I believe that the biggest factor in our success has to be team culture. Getting the athletes to buy in to what we are trying to accomplish and how we need to go about our business is so important. On top of that, the even bigger factor is easily how much the kids grow to care about each other through the process. When we get a lot of kids sharing in the experience and working together, they develop this unbreakable bond that just seems to work wonders when they get to the toughest part of their races. They want so badly to contribute to the shared success that they'll do anything for each other.  Although only 7 boys and 7 girls get to race at the state meet, we take the entire team to the meet (usually 80-100 kids).  We bus them out to Rim Rock and they cover the course in blue and gold and give us an enormous advantage. Matt Hallauer, one of our assistant coaches, organizes that group to be the best state meet support crew around. He has laminated maps for every kid and details on the best places to cheer and how to navigate the farm so you can get to as many places as possible. We have people cheering for our kids on every step of the course and right now no one else in Kansas can match that. When we finish the state meet, we share that moment with every single kid on our team. Everyone that has worn the blue and gold in competition that year can proudly say that they helped contribute to our success. We wait until the awards ceremony is over and then we put our entire team on the podium. Kids that can't yet break 25 minutes get to stand on the podium and hold the state trophy. That's pretty powerful and I think that kind of experience for a high school cross country runner is priceless.

HSH: What was your biggest learning moment as a coach, pertaining to how you coach or the way you train your athletes?

JW: I can actually pinpoint this moment to the winter of 2011. I had been the head cross country coach for five years and finally decided to do an exact study of how much we were running in the off season. At the time we had not started logging our training yet so after investigating, it turned out that even our most dedicated athletes were only running about 55% of the days in the winter. This came as a big shock to me as I assumed the number would be much higher. So we started logging our training and pushing for greater accountability and consistency. The biggest change we had to make was getting kids to run over the weekends and switch to taking days off only when needed rather than automatically putting them on the calendar every week for no reason at all. This increase in consistency had a huge payoff for us. Starting in 2012, we won five girls team titles and four boys team titles with five girls and three boys individual champions. That winter was an epiphany that has changed our program in a major way. Consistency is the key!

HSH: What steps do you take to ensure your top athletes progress each year?

JW: I think being present and available for all of our athletes all year long is probably the most important thing I can do as a coach. Consistency and accountability are critical to progressing as a runner so if I want the kids to train with any level of consistency then I better show up as well.  For Saint Thomas Aquinas, that means having a regular off season training program for both the summer and the winter, showing up on weekends and coaching track & field in the spring. On top of that, logging our training and keeping an eye on the training logs to make sure each kid is progressing at the proper rate is also important. And finally, just planning sound training progressions for each kid based on age and experience so you can gradually push them more as they get more experience.

HSH: How much volume does your team get during the summer?

JW: We build up very gradually, perhaps too gradually compared to some but by the end of the summer we like to have our upperclassmen in the 50-70 miles per week range. Sophomores could be anywhere from 30-60 depending on the kid and freshmen are all over the place but the really dedicated ones might be in the 30-45 range. All of this, of course, depends greatly on training age and experience of the individuals. Like I said, we're just like every other team so we're also going to have our share of kids that show up on day one that have not run a step all summer.  Managing all these kids is important and you can't just expect any single kid to fit to a broad training scheme.

HSH: What do you feel helps your program buy into the team concept so effectively?

JW: That is a great question. Sometimes I wonder why all of these kids are doing this because it is hard. Cross country is simple, but it is hard. Anyone that thinks cross country is easy is doing it wrong.  My very best guess at what helps kids buy in is simply other kids.  I think that once some kids take that leap of faith with us and then they not only see some success but experience a lot of fun, then they become our best sales-people. They are the ones that go out and convince other kids to do the same. People want to have fun and they want to succeed, those are both basic ideas that appeal to all humans. So if kids see a bunch of kids doing those things, they become intrigued in doing so too, even though it require so much hard work and sacrifice of time and effort.

HSH: I am a freshman joining your cross country program.  What will my training and racing look like this fall?

JW: As a freshman, the top focus of our coaching staff would be to ensure that you are having fun and enjoying the sport. We're going to be real cautious with what we throw at you in terms of volume and intensity. The first thing we'll do when the season starts is analyze your summer and plan out the progression of the season based on what you did or did not do in the summer.  Freshmen typically race every weekend because we want to gain experience at running 5k and because most kids join a team to participate. The freshmen won't take any bye weeks like the varsity kids.  

HSH: What is your favorite workout to have your runners perform and why?

JW: Are you ready for the most boring answer of all time? Because my favorite workout to do with our runners is threshold intervals, or what Jack Daniels calls "cruise intervals."  And this is something we do almost weekly all year long with our distance runners. We create variety by adjusting the length of the intervals but we typically do a total of 20-30 minutes of total volume and always at what Daniels defines as threshold pace. I just feel really good about the adaptation that comes from this level of stress on a consistent basis. Of course, a close runner up would be regular tempo and progressive runs.  We're working really hard at improving our progressive runs and the kids are really starting to enjoy them more now.  We were pretty bad at starting too fast or progressing too much, too soon when we first started doing these runs. Now that the kids have a better handle on the pacing, they really enjoy them and gain a great deal of confidence.

Photo courtesy of Justin Wrigley.

#kansas #crosscountry #sta #stthomas #aquinas

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                                             — ARE YOU WHO YOU WANT TO BE,

       introducing PARK SIYEON, a MUTANT, — and currently a believer of NEUTRALITY. age ( sixteen ) and gifted with the ability of SOUND MANIPULATION, they are currently a HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT.

WE ARE SO MUCH MORE THAN STORIES,

park siyeon’s life is measured by her silences.

growing up, she’s bright and cheerful, taking up singing and dancing lessons. she’s always leaned towards to the arts, and perhaps that’s what gets her into trouble. people seem to be drawn to her singing- at first, it’s flattering, but it slowly gets worrying. they seem to be hypnotised by it, dropping whatever they’re doing to hear her sing. (she much prefers dancing, but the attention she gets whenever she sings makes her happy.)

it’s no surprise the daybreak foundation takes notice of her- they approach her after a dance class, and paint the place in such a beautiful light. it’s a place meant to shelter, and protect people (if she can call herself that.) like her. she just doesn’t expect this haven to force her to make innocent people walk on hot coals across to her as she sings, watching their pained but beautifully blank expression with a horrified one of her own. what was once her pride and joy became the key to her eventual destruction- the song she was so proud of became the death of countless individuals.

she lies on the pristine white bed, the unshed tears in her eyes. same old routine every night- stare aimlessly at the ceiling, until she passes out, wake up, screw with people unless she wants the foundation to screw with her, and repeat.

she hears the explosion before it happens thanks to the enhanced sense of hearing she has. it’s unusually loud tonight- people are screaming their final “goodbye”s and “i love you”s to each other. she sits up just as the first explosion rocks the building, and her fists clench by her side. pushing open the door, she decides she’d rather die while trying to escape than stay another minute in this hellhole. she runs aimlessly, until she reaches a dead end. cursing, she turns on her heel, about to find another way out, but is knocked out promptly by another explosion.

when she wakes up, she thinks she’s died. her parents’ faces are peering at her, and she’s resigned herself to the fact she’ll never be able to see them as long as she lives. she’s about to ask how to escape this limbo and go down to hell, for the sins she’s committed when her mother throws her arms around her, the warmth of her tears telling siyeon she’s still alive. (the doctors tell her she shouldn’t be.)

she goes back to school- introduces herself as a transfer student, not a mutant who barely survived. she makes friends quickly, joining a dance studio, trying to live normally. (whenever her friends invite her out for karaoke on their birthdays, she mysteriously falls sick the day of.) she turns the tv off whenever any reports of mutants come on, wanting to pretend her powers don’t exist. her singing is a thing of the past now- she throws herself into dance.

siyeon’s damaged beyond belief, and working to fix herself.

THERE IS FLESH AND BLOOD BEHIND THESE TALES,

(+): playful, passionate, charismatic. (=): ambitious, blunt. (-): detached, stubborn, rebellious.

if park siyeon isn’t in school, she’s probably in the dance studio. dance is the only thing she feels anything for- the one thing that she’s managed to hold onto all her life, the one constant she’d had in her life. she’d wanted to be an idol when she was younger, but the daybreak foundation’s experiments have made her scared of her own voice. she’s rather popular in school (thank you, genetics!), but has absolutely zero interest in dating, unless you’re talking about dance. there’s a slight coldness beyond all the warmth she exudes- but that’s the wall she puts up to make sure no one finds out about her. (of course, a wall is never impenetrable.)

AND EVEN MONSTERS CAN LEARN TO WEEP.

sound manipulation. sound is a deadly weapon and a versatile tool. siyeon can create sound, but it’s much easier for her to manipulate the pre-existing soundwaves and use it as a powerful physical force and high-speed movement.

             APPLICATIONS :

1. siren song. the power to emit an irresistible sound that lures anyone who hears it towards her.

2. sound nullification. can negate sound (so if you annoy her, she can shut you up.)

3. (limited) frequency manipulation. can release sound waves into the ground, causing a slight tremor.

4. sonokinetic flight. can manipulate sound to enhance her jumping ability.

5. empathic voice. whatever emotion she injects in her voice, it affects the people who hear it.

6. [locked] voice manipulation.

7. [locked] counter vibration.

            LIMITATIONS :

1a. doesn’t work on those who are deaf, and psychic shield users are highly resistant to its power.

1b. only works on people who identify as male.

2a. has to be touching the subjects in question, and will only work if she stays in contact with them.

2b. gives her really bad headaches, and if she uses it too much, she’ll pass out.

3a. depends on how much energy she has at the point- if she’s drained, the subjects will barely feel anything.

3b. can be negated by earth manipulators.

4a. it’s hard for her to control how high she wants to jump, and if she’s not careful, she could go too high.

4b. if she’s not concentrating, she’ll immediately fall back down.

4c. cannot work with the sound she creates, but has to be absorbed from someone/something else.

5a. she has no control over it- if she’s angry, the other person will get angry as well.

5b. does not extend to romantic relationships- even if she has a crush on you, all you’ll feel is her happiness when she talks to you.

5c. only works with her stronger emotions.

THREAT LEVEL TWO.                           02+ BRWN, 04+ RSLNC, 07+ INTLCT, 03+ WLLPWR, 03+ FGHTNG, 05+ SPD

#avt: follow #krp #kpop rp #park siyeon #tw: explosions #tw: violence #tw: panic

[latinalesbi]

there was no Danny Nucci name in the opening, right ? They fanally decided to get rid of him... ? It's funny I thought "no Mike means no Ana"... but you know, Gabe is there so they can hang out in Stef and Lena's house while they are not there.

Correct. I have been suspecting this might be the case for a while. His time has been cut each and every season. Last couple, he’s been on as much as other side characters. I do think that Freeform’s budget has really cut his time down as they extend into season 5. He also was not in the cast pictures. I believe that they cut the money and insisted on one less regular. I think letting Danny direct is a concession to the fact that he is no longer a regular. There is an outside possibility that Mike leaves at some point. Or maybe he’ll be listed as a regular on the episodes he is in.

Anonymous said:                                                                      It’s completely horrifying to see how much wasted screen time Ana and Gabe took on last nights episode! Babies! They say there and cried and complained like two immature toddlers! And where was Mike? Shouldn’t Ana be with him? Then Gabe trying to act like the hero for helping Jesús! Bull-hockey! They don’t belong in the show at all. In fact, it’s so hard to watch their scenes and it’s almost as if I should wait until the next day to fast forward thru them. I agree with you 100%!            

It’s like they’re 20 years old instead of the middle aged people they should be. I guess maybe immature people are into that, but I am not. Babies. And Gabe acting as if it’s some big huge burden that he gets to live in a nice home for fucking free. I wonder if they’re buying his beer. Probably Jesus steals from Lena so Gabe can have his beer. Ana is so thirsty for Gabe. I mean really. There was no need for her to be all up his ass at their house. Why was she there? If I was Mike I wouldn’t like that at all. If you want to arise jealousy, don’t act a fool. I should have waited, but I really wanted to see the promo and well ugh. Thanks for your thoughts!

Anonymous said:                                                                      I know Jesus is sick or whatever but I’m also sick of him. I’m tired of him yelling at Lena. And Gabe is all cool with him he doesn’t say anything and now what, Lena is going to be the bad guy because she’s actually parenting HER son ? what happened to her being the mom the kids went to ?            

Here’s the thing, like I’ve always said. I would take care of my aging mom (dad’s dead) till the end with pretty much any disease, except if they had dementia and were trying to hurt me. No one deserves abuse. If a condition is causing irrational behavior it has to be treated. I saw a real life show where a man had a stroke and changed his personality so much he ended up murdering his wife, his adult daughter and his grandchild. It’s no joke and Jesus, intentionally or not, is going to hurt Lena. I see Lena running towards Jesus and Brandon fighting, it’s not going to end well.

And sure Gabe was effective this time because he’ just about the only person physically able to stop him. That isn’t a solution. Emma can’t possibly deal with him like that. So what Gabe did is not a solution. Lena is right as always, he needs to be able to manage or he can’t live with them. It’s just that simple.

                                                                                                    Anonymous said:                                                                      As for the writers being ridiculed? LMAO! I write and am ridiculed! It comes with the territory, and honestly, they are practically turning a deaf ear to the audience! This show should have ended in season 1 because that season was where it was truly at!            

Honestly, what’s the point of asking how people are feeling and to discuss the show if all you actually want an echo chamber of how amazing the show is? Don’t ask for opinions if you don’t like them. They aren’t turning a deaf ear to their audience, just a certain segment. I can’t say that I would have liked the show to have ended in s1. I just wish that in what could possibly be their final year, they would focus on their main characters. This was essentially a Gabe and Ana episode and that’s wrong. No matter how you slice it. Even when they have done that for Girl’s united, I could at least say, well they really haven’t had a voice. Gabe’s woes are like the stuff of every tv show novel. Daddy regret. Heck we’ve had enough of that with Mike.

Anonymous said:                                                                      This is fast becoming about how two moms can’t raise their 5 kids and need help! I’m pretty sure, “It takes a village,” isn’t referring to bio humans helping the parents! UGHHHHHH

I always make this point, you never see biological families needing the local homosexual for some nice homosexual bonding with their children. No, it doesn’t take a village, most of the time out there in the real world, it often just takes one mom.    

Anonymous said:                                                                      I’m really, really tired of the show acting like Gabe, Ana or Robert do or should have any say in decisions made about the kids. Mariana, Jesus and Callie are quite literally Stef & Lena’s kids. They don’t need anyone’s permission to parent their kids. Honestly, I worried we’d end up here when the show had Robert constantly making a point of calling Callie “his” daughter as if she wasn’t Stef & Lena’s and the show never acknowledged that was wrong of him. I didn’t think it would be this bad tho.             

They all think they have a say because they put their penis in a vagina. That’s all Gabe did. He can be there in whatever capacity Jesus and his moms allow, but he doesn’t get to dictate. For people who don’t understand how Callie could choose her moms over her rich bio daddy. Lena took one look in her eyes, saw her soul and took her home, straight from Juvy. Stef saw her value after just like a day. Bio daddy needed a DNA test to even see if he wanted to get invested. Tell me which connection would feel more real to you? No worries though, in case you missed it, Robert is right there disciplining Callie, though I am sure he takes a crack at Stef and Lena’s parenting.      

Anonymous said:                                                                      I love The Fosters, but I can’t get over how much I hated tonight’s episode. The unnecessary focus on Ana and Gabe totally contradicts what’s supposed to be the message of this show (that love makes a family, not DNA). It struck me as disrespectful. The idea that Lena and Stef aren’t enough for their own kids? Who they raised? Nah. I’m equal parts mad (the idea that Jesus needs a man is offensive, full stop) and confused (who asked for this?). Have TPTB forgotten the premise of their own show?            

Yeah, it wasn’t just like their point of view, it was entirely their episode. It is disrespectful to lesbian moms in particular. Here’s the thing, I don’t know where they are going with this. Even if they have a point to make, the visuals have already been made. You’ll have tons of people swooning over Jesus’ dad. The only thing I liked in an interview with Noah, was him saying biological father, instead of the “dad” the insensitive interviewer kept using. These visuals, these words will be the ones that stick with the people, and there are many, who think lesbians can’t raise kids without male role models.

Anonymous said:                                                                      The worst thing is that the episodes are already done. Even if we tell Bradley or Peter that Gabe being around in Stef and Lena’s house is wrong , it’s too late. And I think that the worst is yet to come. I knew I wasn’t going to like the first episode but I didn’t know it was going to be like this the whole 5A part. I can’t stand Jesus anymore.                               

Well, they supposedly change the tone next episode, but we will see. I still see this show as too depressing and too unhappy. The dykes can’t just raise their kids and be happy in a family, it has to be constant misery. I think the worse is yet to come too. I am going to try to ignore Gabe, but that’s going to be hard.  And yes, I can’t stand Jesus anymore either. It’s not even the TBI, he was already aggressive and drooling over his daddy before that.

Anonymous said:                                                                      How do people know Stef is going to cuddle with another woman? I get they need drama to keep the show interesting but Stef would never do that.  

Ahh, yes, no, we don’t know that. I think there was a misunderstanding. We are saying, Tess is the woman Stef cuddled with on the couch when she was a teen. CUDDLED in the past, not going to cuddle with. I agree that Stef would never do that. We just know it’s going to bring up interesting issues, especially if Lena is frustrated with being a stranger in her own house as the bio takeover continues.

Anonymous said:                                                                      Callie said she can’t forget about the past and she’s right but she told Jude to use the pain in a positive way. Callie needs to do the same.  Which is why I’m happy she’s wanting to do art. Just that pain to make a project.       

That’s a good point. I am living for people yelling at Callie. She needs it. That’s why AJ was good for her, too bad.

Anonymous said:                                                                      I hated that Stef and Callie scene. But that’s something they really needed. Callie needed to her that. I’m glad they had that talk.            

I am glad that least Stef was the one parenting Callie. Yay! It was needed, but it did feel cold but behind it was a lot of love. Stef will get emotional next episode. I am sure we’ll get some scene with them later on in the season that is warmer.

Anonymous said:                                                                      Freaking Kamar ordered a bunch of sushi while Sherri is out of town and he’s eating it on their bed. He posted a pic on Instagram. Sherri replies he better not get it on her favorite sheets or he’ll be punished and now all I have in my head is a visual of a dominatrix Sherri dressed in all leather and a riding crop and to be honest it’s kinda weirding me out. LolAhh, my instagram monitor! Lol, Sherri’s funny and I am not sure my mind would have gone there, but it would not surprise. Sherri’s bossy.   I instead will focus on all the lovely things Sherri said about Teri and Stef and Lena last night! Maybe I’ll make a post later since there’s NOTHING to gif.                                                 

[theperksofwritersblock]

“Hi, I’m Elliott.”

“Goodmorning Elliott,” the group responded back in a unison monotone.

“I’m feeling…” I sit up straight in my chair, holding the laminated sheet firmly in my clammy hands. There are over twenty words on this sheet but none of them describe what I’m feeling at this moment. “Um… I guess I’m tired and maybe a little anxious.” I flip the sheet over and follow the script like we do every day. I’m surprised I haven’t memorized it already. “My goal for today is to speak in group because I haven’t been really doing that and uh…the last skill that I practiced was deep breathing.” I hand the sheet to the person sitting to my right and slide down a little in my chair to relax.

There are eleven other kids to get through and I was unfortunate enough to go first. It was only because I was sitting the closest to our group’s leader and head nurse, Kevin. Kevin didn’t look too much older than the rest of us, probably in his late twenties early thirties but he did show signs of balding. Being the head nurse of the young adult wing in an inpatient facility can do that to you. At least I assume that’s why he’s balding considering the amount of chaos this place sees on a daily basis. Wing 6 is a mixed bag of teenage angst and hormonal outbursts. I have been through the muck with them for two full weeks today.

“Are we celebrating your two week anniversary of padded cells, strait jackets, and mashed potato meals tonight? I bet they’d even make you a cake,” the voice behind me whispered as they squeezed my shoulders with their slender fingers.

“Golly-gee Erin, you remembered,” I replied with sarcasm and a smile, my signature.

“Ladies, you’re interrupting Molly who was just about to tell us her goal for the day,” Kevin reminded us with one of his parental glares.

“Sorry Kev, its Elliott’s two week anni today! And I promised her the full Wing 6 treatment with balloons, cake… you know the works,” Erin replied expressively using her hands to map out the scene.

I couldn’t help but laugh. I met Erin on my first day in the lounge of the facility. She saw a stuffed animal in my luggage and commented that she had the same one at home. It was a red panda that I got from the Bronx Zoo when I was a kid. Then she proceeded to tell me that we couldn’t have stuffed animals because people hid drugs and other things in there that weren’t allowed in the program. Bandit the panda, alongside my shoe laces, hoodie and pants strings, razor and floss reside in a locker with a printed name tag until I claim them when I leave this place.

“Can I finish,” Molly asked with an audible sigh and an eye-roll.

If eye-rolls could kill, Molly would have a warrant out for her arrest.

The pacing picked up after that which was good because my stomach was growling loud enough for Erin to hear. She pats her own stomach and pouts like a child. I laugh again. Looking behind me to see the clock at the nurse’s station I squint my eyes to read it: 9:30am. A half hour until breakfast was torture. I turn back around and half listen to Kevin ask the group if we had any complaints concerning the group itself or cleaning issues. Molly raises her hand instantly and stands up to face the group with her arms folded.

“I’m saying this again because it’s super gross but whoever is leaving the tables sticky with juice in the morning and afternoon needs to clean up after themselves. I’m tired of getting stuck to the tables when I’m playing cards.”

Boyish giggles erupt in the back of the room. They high five each other and make lewd gestures with odd hand signals.

Boys are so weird.

“Thank you Molly, I’ll be sure to keep my eye on that,” Kevin replies and clicks his pen against his clipboard to write the complaint down. He looks down at his wristwatch, rubs his balding head with the other hand, and then looks back up at the group. “Half hour until breakfast, you know the drill. Line up five minutes before in front of the door and one of the staff will take you down to the cafeteria.”

We all stand up, pushing the chairs back to their normal resting places. Erin hooks an arm around my neck and pulls me in tight.

“You’ve made it two weeks in this hell hole, El. I’m the proudest mom out there.”

“Oh cut it out,” I roll my eyes and tickle her sides. She lets me go.

“Hey, I’m allowed to gush about your success. You’ve made it through the 48 debacle after your break down your first week, stayed in the program, and even opened up in group a little. It’s progress,” she stands in front of me, pinching my chubby cheeks like my aunt does on Christmas Eve.

I let out a dramatic sigh. She grins and pulls me in for a tight hug. I’m not much of a hugger but Erin became like another appendage to me in here. Her bubbly personality, positive attitude and overall sarcastic demeanor would never clue you into the fact that she’s been in and out of inpatient facilities since she was nine. The only clue on the surface you have is her bandaged arms from her last attempt. I’m not going to lie to you; I looked at them constantly the first time we met. She doesn’t talk about it, not even to me, but I know this last time was really bad. Erin pulls back and puts her hands on my shoulders. I relax a little and she shines her toothy grin at me.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m not looking at you, I’m looking past you.” Her whole face is bright with an ‘I know something you don’t know’ look.

“If you don’t tell me what’s going on I’m kicking you out of our group for spades tonight.”

She feigns hurt and pouts like a four year old. “How dare you! You know I’m always the best at counting books. You need me!”

“I need a partner who isn’t going to keep secrets from me.” I step back and fold my arms across my chest but it’s hard to keep a straight face in front of her.

“Okay okay! You’re no fun, El.” She responds with a defeated tone and pulls me in close. Her hot breath smells like an odd mixture of grape juice and toothpaste. “We have someone new coming in today. I heard Kevin talk to the other nurses about it. He’ll be in 5a with Jack.”

“That sucks for him, Jack’s an asshole.”

“You don’t understand my point.” She blows out a frustrated sigh and continues, “He’ll be the first one to join the group since you got here.”

“Sounds like a shitty situation if you ask me.” I rub my temples with my thumbs. “I really don’t get why you’re so excited about this. He’ll join the league of assholes…probably cause mayhem. I don’t have high hopes. I mean Jack’s old roommate got kicked out from the program because he was sleeping with Molly. And Molly’s family has money so she wouldn’t be able to leave. In the end it was inevitable for Jack to get another roommate. Two plus two equals four. Voila!”

Erin slow claps and saunters over to the couch. Sitting on the arm she falls back and puts her right arm over her face for dramatic effect. “You’re killing me, Elliott. Even my charms, wit, and perfect smile can’t win you over anymore. You used to trust my intuitions and sleuthing. I can’t go on. My best friend… I should just wither away and die in this spot watching my favorite food network program.”

“Oh shut up!” I snort while laughing and extend my hand to help her up. I point to the clock. “You know what time it is?”

“Our favorite time of the day,” she takes my hand, pulling herself off the couch and springs up next to me. She puts her arm over my shoulders and I put mine around her waist. We walk to the door and stand opposite from one another waiting for the rest of the group and staff to bring us down.

The alarm sounds and a code blasts over the intercom. I plug my ears and brace myself against the wall. Several male nurses run out the doors quicker than I can even grasp what is going on. Code Yellow; someone is trying to escape.  

written 11, November 2017

BA Mikulak

#scenestorage #storystorage

[allah-higherself]

Dewayne-My documentation of “Acts of Terrorism,” while earning $8.75(minium wage per hour) working to Allah & Dewayne Byfield-Bey Acts of Terrorism while earning money Awakening Mu’ur Documentation while working to earn money and Re-claiming Her Birth-Right and Inheritance. Implementing Abraham Lincoln’s executive will, 13/20. Fact or Fiction(rough draft)

ALL DOCUMENTATION OF ATTACK/MENTALLY FORCE ARE DOCUMENTATION OF VISUALS THAT LOOK LIKE THE PEOPLE

I notice too many times,Each time Imani Gray-Bey(My Son) arrive at the room. He twenty two, a female voice speak in our room at American Extended Stay

Dewayne There are 12 short( I start Recent documents after the documentation of 12/8/16 in reference to those who Imply or stated they are connected to the military and or Navy) paragraphs of Introduction of Reading of me trying to Articulate what I am experiencing.

(A)I added documentations of When Imani Gray-Bey and (I) Rhonda Arrington-Bey first moved to Annapolis,Maryland

Then I start Documentation. I am thankful and grateful for my (Carribean/Moors Angels) helping to keep me and other Divine energies Safe mentally, spiritually,in many ways, Allah is Great.

These Unclean Spirits Can use Devices that can Cause You to have thoughts, move Your limbs,Manipulate Your dreams, Attack Your Genitals. These are “Acts of Terrorism.” They will try to make Divine energies think they have a right to perform these “Acts of Terrorism.” Just like Our Air being Poisoned, Our water being Poisoned, Our Food Poisoned, and stealing the Earth’s Natural resources, They are Invaders and opportunists.

Documentation While Working to earn Money at  which is owned by a woman from China and a Man who looked to be Pale skin”White American?” They are Married. “Acts of Terrorism,” From those who have the “CODE,” as I work to earn money.

My manager has “Implied” to be (Free Mason/Eastern Star). This Manager(P) who work for a Chinese, is a Black, Negro, Colored Woman under the status according to Constitutional Law. She hasn’t reclaimed a Nationality, nor has she been Naturalized(Possibly) She is considered “Chattel Property,”(Possibly) according to Constitutional Law.She seems to Speak of Going to Church along with the Owner of the Restaurant who is “Chinese”. She has attacked along with her Negro(Male/Female) & Pale skin (Free Masonic Eastern Stars)Friends. She seemed to do this when I do not allow her to engage willingly mentally. This has happen ,while I am sleeping at my place of rest & other places. She seemed to be connected to the Military.

CODE WORDS

She(Along with the Chinese female Owner) use code words such as “I LOVE YOU,”(They use these words “I love you” a lot while performing “acts of Terrorism.”“take it”(Rape), We paid for her, We Got It, Peace,Lay down, She is Nobody, they are Coming,  Home(When she thinks I am heavily connected to Dewayne Byfield-Bey or the Women of Moorish Science). They all seem to be connected to those that are from India(Some) (Middle East/Some) who have perform “Acts of Terrorism,”(Spiritually, Mentally, ) but aren’t in the Constitutional Fold. To possibly force a “Code,” of bondage; do not represent Love, Truth, Peace, Freedom and Justice. https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4

She along with others that “imply,” to be Free Masonic/Eastern Star(Chattel property according to Constitutional Law) have encourage “Rape,Threatened to cause harm(possible Murder), and other means of unclean behavior. On camera she looks like a Business woman. These attacks are done Mentally and spiritually. https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4

My son Imani Gray-Bey and (I) Rhonda Arrington-Bey pays almost 2,000.00 a month, to live at Extended American Inn.People down the hall are closing doors constantly and saying “Brother,” or (3). .

It is obvious these are “Acts of Terrorism,” done to force Relinquishing of Birth-Rights, Inheritance, which includes getting Back into the U.S.A. Constitutional Fold, Implementing Abraham Lincoln’s Executive Will/13/20. This is an attempt to place us a MOORISH AMERICANS with those that are content with being in the Status of Chattel Property, and used as Slaves.

These are “True Acts of Terrorism.”

It is obvious those that are born with this CODE and have taking this CODE WILLINGLY (SOME) are being used to form “Acts of Terrorism,.” Their Abilities: 1) They are able to engage mentally forcefully (2) manipulate computers (3) Manipulate Dreams (4) with help, Plot Different Thought (Force Thoughts), (5)Cause Genitals to Contract (6) Cause different limbs to move (7) Cause a person to feel a sexual feeling ( They call this taking someone’s cookies) (8) See what You are Seeing Forcefully.. “These are True “Acts of Terrorism.”

I don’t know these people who attack mentally,so why are they Attack mentally Forcefully while I am earning Money? How many other Women, Children, Young men, have they attacked Mentally forcefully?

My Performance at this place where I work and earn $8.75 per hour.

(A) I have called out twice since June 2016. Both times because I was walking with holes in my shoes. I walk 30 to 40 minutes to work everyday. I needed to purchase shoes. (B) I have been late 5 to 7 minutes late, too many times(they seem to be relax on coming in a few minutes late). The manager (Phy) have stated this is no big deal; nonetheless it is not acceptable as responsible moor. I have never been a No show. I have receive many compliments by customers who have not forced Engage Mentally. They actually just want to sit down and eat. The times of day I posts are Approximated.

(B)Note:(Charl the Black male ) Has recently start opening the doors for the Elderly at my place of work (It looks Hu-Mane on the Fleshy Eye)……. Around 12/15/16 The Black Female Diam(Co-Worker) Said, she was ready to start “Working,” while having a conversation with another co-worker. Since she made this Comment, she has been attacking Mentally More.

12/8/16-“Acts of Terrorism,” by those who Imply to be Military. The Co-Worker (Khal didn’t work 12/5/16 thru 12/10/16) that I saw.

12/8/16- 2:45pm approximately- I am working on the front. My back is towards the window. I feel a Black Male presence. I turn around. There is a Black Male with a Military(Green) Uniform(license plate-MLV 290) on. It is him who is “Forced Engaging Mentally.” (A) As I hand him his Food, I asked him was he Army or Navy? He said, “ I am Navy.” I asked him what are the duties of a Navy officier. He spoke of fighting against Piracy and Maintaining a form of “Good.”

(B)I asked, “how can you tell if a officer is mentally healthy or not?” How do you make sure the military officer do not attack Women and Children? He replied, very professional in describing how to watch out for mental break down among Military officers.

© As He was leaving he mentally Attacked or Forced engaged again. As he walked out of the Door, I asked him his Age? He said, He was 23 years of age. I told him I am 43. License plate ( MLV 290)

12/8/16- By 9am Brown Suv(5a/m 3350/ Brown SUV a Black male 55+”6′1 300lbs) (Charlie”A black male 55+ over 5′8, that has been at my place of work almost everyday I worked starting early in the morning until I leave” seem to have caught a Ride with this Male. Navy -1 (pale skin white american woman have not shown up in two days), Gray Pick up Truck(9b/F 5567?)appeared, The black male who wears the (hawks cap drives a Truck HDV 0818 appeared”Black male” over 5′8 55+years)

(A)-When the male they call Charlie appeared I was outside doing Trash. I bit my Tongue all of the sudden. As he walked in the Restaurant, he said, “We got it and started to attack my genitals from behind.    

Note: Navy-1 I have seen given Charlie(Black male 55+) rides to the restaurant.

(B)Reg, Black Male 6′4 who has been in the Restaurant when I arrived started to attack mentally. He is walking. I have never seen him drive.

9:30am Purple Heart cap (Red Fancy Pick up 59031 HV) (Black male over 6′2)He usually wears the purple heart cap. I have heard him say, while speaking to others and looking towards me “LET US GET THEM OFF OF YOU”HELP.”

9:30AM I am noticing the Pale skin (White American male customers) are attacking More Mentally when they come into the restaurant. It seems they are usually telling or directing the “Negro/Black.”

All documentations of Force Mental engagements are of Visuals that look like A Person

3-23-17- The Regular Black males arrive at Burger king the male (Ch),HDV0818,Gray Truck(11am)Purple Heart Cap so came..

3-23-17 I notice the Perceive Mexican are trying to force engage mentally more.When I come to the Library there is always one speaking louder than the rest in Spanish.This has been an Tactic those that are being used by an Oppressive system Use. 

(A) The demonic Spirit that molest one night, a mexican co-worker speaks of this energy having it and she makes comments that are sexual. She seems to be working for the System

(A)I noticed the Black male from the light house(A shelter for the homeless in Annapolis,M.D.)comes into Burger King..When he comes into Burger King a few times he has(a visual like him) has Forced Engaged.

3-21-17

I awoke early in the morning, to walk to work.Before I started to walk, to work,I heard a male Erie Voice say, “I love you.” My manager asked if I could come into work early than usual.She asked me to arrive at 7am. As I was walking to work,it was 6:45am. It was dark the sun was not up.A(He looked Black) male pulled over in a Black SUV, Brand New, and started to say, Good Morning. No other cars was in sight, but I was not sure he was talking about me. He then, kept saying over and over Good Morning as he looked my way. I continued to Walk to work.

(A) I plan to do a Police Report on Saturday, 3-25-17

3-22-17 The owner’s son(A visual that looks like him) CBkeeps force engaging mentally. He is Chinese mixed. He worked while he works at the restaurant.Each time the Asst. Manager  Jam appears( A black male) That is over 3001bs and represents the #3 there is a Visual that looks like him,that attacks. 

3-23-17-The Co-worker Kha,Gl,2 mexican females, the male they call John work..The black male Khal, would jerk up his pants,say #3 sometimes during an Attack.

(A) Attack-Description is feeling pain towards a body part such as inner organs,Vagina,sharp pain on the head.He looks to be under 30 years of age.

(B)Khal spoke of paying someone’s rent,and Yelled #3 right after.Sometimes I hear the Perceive Blacks say,We are already there or those who are not in the Constitutional Fold,They have not been Naturalized,They don’t have nationality, They are considered Chattel Property according to Constitutional Law they are the ones that are used the most in “Acts of Terrorism.”Property

3-23-17 I arrived at work,when I arrived CB the owner’s son was working. I arrived at 8:07am.. we were short staff. While working with him I kept seeing a visual of him engaging mentally. Then I felt my Vagina attacked several times while he made a noise. A visual(look like him) him kept attacking while I was working at Burger Kin/the serving customers building his business,Imagine

A) A customer comes into the Restaurant, He gives me compliment(a pale skin male),He says I should have a raise. I told,I would prefer to be treated with Respect and Just before accepting money.Respect and being Just is priceless. 

3-15-17-approximately..There Manager Phy, had to manually clock me in,I told her she clocked me in at 7am instead of 8.

Each time Imani arrive at the room. He twenty two, a female voice speak in our room

3-7-17(Regulars)-Ch,HDV 0818,Buffalo Soldier cap on/ handi Cap license plate(kept force mental engaging),Green Pick Up Truck When I first came to Annapolis,June 2016,I notice males that look extremely dark middle Eastern would come into the restaurant burger King and force mental engage..Their description is of one that looked to be from Bangladesh. I didn’t know why? 3-6-17 A male looked to be from Bangladesh came into the Restaurant with a black american female. As they waited for their food, he started to speak like I have noticed those that “Imply,” to be Muslim, speak.Loudly with the black American female about how You can eat anything, such as ,(Turkey?I didn’t hear the whole conversation,so I leave room for era)..He forced Mental Engage 1)The black female 98% probably doesn’t have a Nationality, and been Naturalized  U.S.A Constitutional Laws of Freedom…Neither the male that look from Bangladesh 2)I noticed when I walk past the stores,(gas station)that are owned by middle Eastern, A green Cab is near by driven by, it looked to be Africans. Also I am a lot of times attacked mentally by a demon who looked to from Mexico or Middle East,I am not sure. The Africans probably aren’t Naturalized in our U.S.A Constitutional Laws of Freedom. 3)3-7-17 Around 9pm I was from the Library, I walked past the gas station,as I saw a green cab with an African Accent  in the parking lot. For no reason he  beeped his horn as he looked my way. 4) 3-6-17, A black male looked to be over 6"4 about 350lbs over 50 years old,came into Burger King with female that looked to be his mother(over 70) I have seen him a few other times.  As I was in the bathroom at Burger King, the female came into bathroom trying to smile and engage in conversation. I went into the stall quickly and closed the door. Neither one has been 98% has been naturalized and have a Nationality (A)Fillis the black female manager started to force engage mentally while I was bent over the Toilet stool.(B) That day the negro/black that drives the Black BMW license plate Lumpy 1 was at the Burger King. (5)3-7-17)As I was sleeping this visual of this Black male kept force mental engaging.When I arrived at the room,. I heard a male voice in the room,then I saw his visual. (6)-I saw a few U.S. Military come into Burger King…Notice many of the black males that sit at the table Regulars and force mental engage represents an Alumni and a form of Christianity…98% don’t have a Nationality and been Naturalized

3-7-17(Stalker) a strange male voice in the room(,sounds black keep saying I paid) ,awoke seeing as visual of black males regulars that be at Burger King(American Extended stay)

When, my son Imani came in I heard a male voice say (I paid).A female voice as well. I also heard a voice tell lay down. I awoke,2:30am,I saw a visual of a black male, SUV,white pick up 840..(Buffalo Soldier,handi cap,).And the other black male that parks on the side of the Burger King building that usually sits at the regular table,and speak with the 300lbsblack male that drives the green pick up

3-4-17 (a Male outside my window said,let it be peace or go home 15 minutes before(possibly stalker)A negro/black male that drives the white pick up truck, usually parks on the other side of burger King,I have noticed slightly he force engage mentally while I am at my place of rest

He always sit at the table where the regulars sit.I have noticed he seem to speak to the negro/black male,that is a Regular and sits at the table.He is over 300lbs and drives a green pick up truck. (A)Black males,/females representing 7th Day Adventist Christian organization(Possible Stalker s) There is a black male who speaks to other blacks that represents the Christian organization 7th day Adventist. He is about 6'4 and usually he sits in burger King for hours.I don’t see him ordering food but he has force mental engage. He. Many times I see him sitting in front of the restaurant like he is protecting something or at the Regular Table (B) He seem to get a ride to burger King

Revelation12:11)3-3-17 going to the light house homeless,shelter to get food the male from Pakistan(looks like) attacks mentally as he gave me the food

(3-3-17)After work,I walked to the homeless shelter name(light house, Annapolis M.D.)to use their program.They offer free lunch bags for those in need of food. When I arrived there the same male from Pakistan was at the desk that Was there yesterday many times. Note:many times he is there when I arrive to get food(each time I leave, I see an visual of him attacking).He is an employee.I have documented my experience of him when we first came to Maryland in June 2016. A)As I sat down at the shelter, to wait for him to come back with my food,A black male was sitting across from me(Remember we are among a telepathic society) (B) All of the sudden,I saw a visual of the Pakistani (look like him)male,my genitals(Vagina)was being attacked in a sexual manner. I started to Pray to Allah.As I Prayed to Allah the Pakistani’s visual disappeared. © the Pakistani male gave me the lunch bags. As I walked out of the building, the black male 45 years old or more, jump up quickly and walked behind me. (D)As I started to walked down the road,I saw two black males standing with their legs apart (Like those who represents the( number #3) in a demonic manner)staring smiling at or towards me. Note:I couldn’t tell if the black male or the Pakistani was attacking my genitals(visuals) Note:Janel the owner came in and worked today(3-3-17 Friday),when I got off work(3pm) The black male (Ch) was there,the. Male that drives the SUV HDV 0818,The black male that drives the Burg SUV (Today he drove a gray pick up truck 2bf0944),the black male that don’t say much but is at the restaurant almost everyday (light blue pick up truck 520 129) was there.All of them have been at the Restaurant since early this morning,All of them I have seen a force visual Note: The black male that drives the fancy SUV (Handing Cap Buffalo Soldier )was at the  Wednesday, Thursday,

3-4-17 (a Male outside my window said,let it be peace or go home 15 minutes before(possibly stalker)A negro/black male that drives the white pick up truck, usually parks on the other side of burger King,I have noticed slightly he force engage mentally while I am at my place of rest

(A)He always sit at the table where the regulars sit.I have noticed he seem to speak to the negro/black male,that is a Regular and sits at the table.He is over 300lbs and drives a green pick up truck. (A)Black males,/females representing 7th Day Adventist Christian organization(Possible Stalker s) There is a black male who speaks to other blacks that represents the Christian organization 7th day Adventist. He is about 6'4 and usually he sits in burger King for hours.I don't see him ordering food but he has force mental engage. He. Many times I see him sitting in front of the restaurant like he is protecting something or at the Regular Table (B) He seem to get a ride to burger King 

3-3-17 (5:07am) A visual(look like) of the pale skin(white American )#3-female manager tan attacking)

I awoke to see a visual of the pale skin (white American?)look like,manager from burger King attacking.This manager is a lot of the times use words that I hear Moorish Brooklyn speak of as she speaks to put the black female manager. she also uses a lot of sexual context in her conversations. She seems to bring cupcakes low energy Occult (demonic)vibration (subject)such as vampires (such as sucking blood).In her conversations with the black female PHY. Note She hasn’t (99% most likely,) been naturalized or have a nationality according to U.S.A Constitutional Law. She to demonic the number #3 in a negative un-clean manner

3-2-17(dream s) Revelation 12:11)being at work with Fil #3(black female manager saying prepare to lay down(black male nissan maximum..1cs9826 I thought it was odd)(seeing a visual of ex-, president Obama don’t know if it was him)

Today at work,I noticed the black female(Fil. #3) manager kept mumbling the words lay down. I also heard a few customers do the same. Lay down is when they are threatening to cause an attack while sleeping sexually. Usually this is down after a (Negre/Blacki #3)male try to engage or maybe one is around desiring to flirt. Someone kept saying (prostitute mentally)PHY also say “brother,” (1)This is fear tactic(force amalgamation)The black female manager #3)also kept saying prepare to lay down… (2)8:30am. (Nissan’s maximum 1cs9826) today as I was working I started to pray for our National Grand Sheik (Moorish American National Republic)–as I was taking out the trash. I heard a black make in the drive as he was placing his order say,“lay down,"as he was talking to PHY the manager.Then he said "it’s mine several times.” (3)The asain male that was in the restaurant the day when KHA sprayed Mace was inside the store (4)9:45pm(3-2-17),I was in a deep sleep. I dreamed that I was being used as a prostitute to have sex with different men.I felt no satisfaction. it was Like I was watching Myself.It look like I saw the co-worker (Khal)in my dream. (5)when,I awoke I saw a slight visual looked like president Obama.A male down the hall of American Extended Stay, yelled, “He loves Peace.” (6)3-2-17(2:30pm)Today a pale skin “white American?” (He looked to be over 60 years old)with an a cap on his head that stated (Air Force Veteran)said, he liked Khal ’s voice. When I turn around to tell the black male co-worker the compliment, the pale skin male snatched the receipt out my hand. Note—Many times while working Khal,will force mental engage, or sing a verse to a Song very Loud out of the blue…Then all of the sudden I would hear the same Verse over and over again while working. These are “Acts of Terrorism,” upon awakening Moors who are correcting their status.

2-28-17)(5:25pm) I am at the annapolis M.D… Maryland Law of Stalking

I just posted information on Twitter, on Maryland Laws of Stalking(Studying what this State Consider a Stalker and how I can report …5:25pm An African Woman started speaking loud in her language. I have seen Africans come into the Restaurant but not like the Regulars.(Possible Stalker,) Many Africans are connected to the United Nations. These particular Africans sound like they are speaking Worlof.. Many times I see many Green Cabs driving on the road when I am walking to my place of rest. This isn’t Odd, because of them being Cabs. I haven’t noticed a particular liscence Plate like the Indian male that drives the Yellow Cab Today those that arrive at the Restaurant who are Regulars– (A)the black male(55 years old or more) that drives the burgandy Suv a Gray pick up(2bf0944)(Remembering he left at the same time,the female manager Phy sent me home early because I wouldn’t use a Red Pen.(I keep a Blue pen on me as much as possible because in Moorish Science it signifies Life)that day the manager said use this Red pen you are about to loose hours..I had just received a compliment from a customer and there was no customers waiting.. The truck looked a different color today. He is 55 and over in years (52k192). about 5'9 wears glasses and sits at the regular table each time he arrives.. Today when he ordered he raised his voice as though he was angry or irritated. (1) Many nights I have seen visuals of him (look like him) at my place of rests..while I am working as well when he arrive at the restaurant (B) The Indian male 60(7ca2355) year old or more arrived while I was on my break. He comes into the restaurant and speak like he is from a low income urban area.he seems to be making fun or being sarcastic..When he arrived,I sent a text to my self. I didn’t see a visual of him © The black male who wears the buffalo Soldier Cap arrive(8420da). He drives a White fancy pick up and usually parks in the Handi Cap. I asked what does the buffalo Soldier mean one day, He said, this is what Indians call us at war. I asked him that day, was he fighting men,only or women and men? He said, Men. Too many times when he arrived I would see a Visual of him that looked exactly like him. he wears glasses that look like sun glasses and he has a Bald Head. I have also see visuals that looked like him at my place of rest. (D) The Black male 55 years or more (Ch) arrived around 9am. Today like many times I caught him staring at me when he was at the counter. For the past 2.5 months approximately he has asked me to place the money and receipt on the counter.Someone gives him a ride to the Restaurant.He always sit at the Regular table (E) the white male the looked to 55 years old or more NP0027 white Minie van who wouldn’t allow me to take his order for months up until a month ago..Appeared. He usually comes in everyday almost during lunch and sits at the Regular table (F) the black male (55 years old or more)that drives the Brown Mercedez(5cr5899)also arrived around 11pm. I caught him staring at me as well. Saw him sitting at the Regular Table as usual.. Note: 6pm(Annapolis M.D.) while I am documenting this information of a collaboration of odd behavior, a woman starts speaking Spanish with a Mexican accent, a black female sits next to me speaking loud on her phone..about Then she mumbles how she need to do her taxes..In the room (American Extended Stay) Imani and I as yesterday have been talking about doing our Taxes… Note: I don’t see anyone here representing the U.S. Military/Navy/ Army at this moment..As i type this a (6:03pm) a male yells #3

 2-26-17(6:33pm) Sunday.American Extended Stay

Imani and I are relaxing.I hear woman say,Alright Now around my room,I noticed the (black/negro)&(co-workers)males and females will say this for no reason when they come into my place of work. (A)-we are waiting to do the Moorish American Pray er with our Sunday night conference call. (B) A male say, I will eat your pussy while You are sleep..Then all of the sudden someone hit the ceiling or above our head twice.© someone outside my window says, We are “People?” (D) Possibly the U.S. military is involved (army/Navy)

2-24-17 (9:57pm) dream(possible attack)

I was sleeping. I don’t know if I was attack,I didn’t see anyone In my dream.It seem  I had a sexual feeling while sleeping. As I kept from having a sexual organism, I awoke with a strain or pain at my lower back.I don’t know exactly what I just experienced.It lasted for about 10 seconds (A)When I opened opened my eyes, it sounded like a male came out of his room next door, talking,another one was outside. My window talking. As I started to document this they both became stopped talking(10:06pm).,I heard a male voice say warning (1)Someone started making noise over our head.Like someone was running hard.(like someone or people are watching us telepathically (Forcefully)while we are sleeping.“Acts of Terrorism."Like the Perceived Muslim family in N.Y. (B)when I awoke,I heard a voice say you are dreaming.I saw a visual of my husband’s name Dewayne Byfield-Bey (2)U.S. Military/Navy could be involved.Remembering three months approximately back,the pale skin officer that had on a (Army/navy uniform not sure) would wriggle the door knob as I walked by one morning as I would go get a cup of coffee. He was in the room next door. I didn’t  know why each time, I would hear the door knob wriggle that morning as I walked by. I thought it was odd. On the last time I walked by,the male next door opened the door.He had on a Military Uniform brown. Note:(10:22pm)As I write this, a male down the hall start speaking loud. He sounds like a pale skin not sure. Someone yell the Number #3(distraction/Signal possibly)To disguise or hide the truth.(#3 and Brother)is associated with those who look like us but aren’t and practice a science (3)2-24-16 when I awoke this morning, I saw a text from our National Grand Shiek Joel Bratton-Bey. All of the sudden someone slammed the door down the hall. I. Saw a visual of the number 3.I change the visual to 360 degrees

2-24-17 HDV 0818, he left before 1pm(I didn’t see who dropped off Ch),the black male that wears the Purple heart Cap, the make drives burgundy SuV he drove the gray pick up truck 2-24-17,

2-23-17(Thursday)The Asain male (Chinese?)that left out of the store when Khal sprayed Mace or Pepper Spray,shows up about 4 times a week. When he arrives he use code words such as (I love U,Eat,We got It). When he arrived 2-23-17, he spoked to Jan for a very long time as though they knew each other.(Jan is Chinese). When I left. At 3pm, Ch, light blue pick up truck(old),A black male 60+ years of age Reg,was still at the Restaurant(He stopped coming for a few weeks)All of them would either come to the Restaurant every day and attack mentally,or yell code words The black male 60+(sounds like a robot when he speaks)that wears a cap that says Native American comes in the Restaurant maybe 4 times a week and attack mentally

2-23-17 (1:09am) awake to go to the bathroom(stalker,,)black male

As I awake to go the bathroom, someone said, Husband around My room,I hear a tap. then someone said you are wrong.

Male black Asst. Manager Jan 2-13-17

the assistant male black Manager who implied to be #3 and threaten to rape my son,came into the restaurant, spoke about opening some one up,as he looked towards me,then he begin attacking mentally. My Angels had to cast him out.

2-23-17 5A/M 3350 appeared at my job,odd,the e-mail 2-22-17,stated I haven’t seen him in two weeks app. When he came into burger king, he seem irritated.

All these "People,"have the Code that my son(Imani Gray-Bey & "I” Rhonda Arrington-Bey) Reject.The Code that cause masses to be Artificially Telepathic

That day,I caught him staring at me,5A/M 3350 black male security guard..I asked him can I help him,he played it off.Pretended he needed help placing order.I don’t remember seeing (Ch black male reg.) Black male that wears the purple cap. Showed up. HDV 0818, (1)I see the yellow cab (47b 328?) That usually the same  male from “,India,”, in the mornings/afternoons as I walk to work or from work. the yellow Cab also drives in front of Burger King many times during the day. (2)Green Cabs as well.It seem there are Africans Males driving the Green cabs Special Note(A)when I came into work,Jan and her husband were there & her son CA. They (Jan,Husband, Their Son,Phy,Khali, some Customer,& co-workers)all constantly force mental engage eventhough I am navigating on the physical plane.I can barely tell they are doing it or can’t tell at all.They seem to Force Mental Engage until they are Tired(possibly).. (B) I realized They(many) probably have been doing this to many Souls,. That didn’t know because they wasn’t able to see. 1)Note:Male Africans come into the restaurant, slightly try to flirt or Engage in the conversation too long.) Special Note Pale skin 2)Note:The “white/pale skin,” males/females (possibly navy/army)come into restaurant. Sometimes they stand with their legs apart(like the assistant manager black male).They seem to ex aerate the number #3…Many times in the morning they are walking their dogs. They also use the words. (I got it,We got it, We paid for it,) in their conversations at the counter

2-22-16) possible stalkers(Ch), 8429D/A handicap buffalo soldier,HDV 0818,brown Mercedes 5cr5899,burgundy SUV 820M 292

Note:the black security guard drives light brown (Reg)SUV 5A/M 3350 has not been at the burger in about 2 weeks.The black male that drives the burgundy SUV 820m 292, has been appearing without his car. (A)Most of the reg. Are there every day using code words. 2-22-17)The Perceive black female(blonde short hair) that is on the voice recorder speaking of someone being shot she drives a Gray pick up(new)(065 375)she sits at the Reg. Table. KHA the black male employee worked. That day 2-22-17,The black male 55+ came into the restaurant. He drives a (brown Mercedes 5cr5899) I have home on voice recorder. He sits at the regular table and stares. All of the sudden KHA the black male employee started singing (Sexual Songs"Lyrics") such as R Kelly and Ginuine. The lyrics will play over and over telepathically in my mind.I started to chant Noble Drew Ali’s Mentally Note:(2-23-17)(1:53am)As I type this someone say “bless You.” Intentions could mean sacrifice.Are you Ready? Is what a male says in the room next to us. Ready for what I am not sure? (A)(2-23-17)When I awoke,1:10am, I saw a slight visual (look like him)of this KHA(black male).A R Kelly song started to play visual in my mind (It seems like your ready)

(B)1-22-17,The black female manager PHY, left during the shift.The black asst. Manager Jam appeared..When PHY arrive the black asst. Male (6'3 300lbs approximately)manager would stand with his legs apart next to the office(looking towards my direction),and PHY started speaking in a very loud aggressive tone.Using Code words that I hear. Note:Some one said (3)(2:09am),Then I heard a tap in my Room. ©Phy started to speak about how it has to be or better be a (Brother?)in an aggressive tone,as the Black asst. Male manager(who threaten to rape my son 23years in the ass) stood looking towards my direction. (D)When I was sent home(early)because I wouldn’t use a Red Pen, as I walked out of the door,. The black male Reg.55+(burgundy Suv 820M 292)left as well.

2-22-17 seeing a visual of Phy black manager, holding her hands in front of her

I awoke, to hear a black old RB song playing in my ear telepathically. I hear the white male(sounds like?) tapping against the wall.He could be black. Someone yells, he loves peace.

2-22-17,male stalker might be around my room..Perceive Mexicans..Suspected prostitution ring/to force asaitic(souls,)to have sex/amalgamation

2-22-17, Today as I came in the room American Extended stay,I saw a male look Spanish (Mexican)or middle Eastern catching the elevator..He was going upstairs.Too many times some is bangin on the ceiling,like someone is running across the floor. When I walked in my room, I read Dewayne Byfield-Bey’s tweets,A male voice who is in the room next to me(possibly),said,You See He Told Her in a Desperate voice. (2)-Some Mexicans are more aggressive now,along with the black(mostly)malex/white males.It seem to be a psychological game to instill Fear.Attacking my Vagina while I am working in a sexual manner.Many times the word brother/#3 comes up..This seem to be a tactic to I still fear.(Force Amalgamation/Sex with the Souless, Demonic un clean Spirits. (A)Too many Perceive Mexicans are trying to engage mentally.They seem to be connected to the employees at the Place where I work(Burger King)….They all have the Code,that cause masses to be telepathic. (B)These Perceive Mexicans,Blacks,whites, middle Eastern male & female (Souless) seem to be apart of Occult/Coven,and they are trying to recruit. We Naturalized Mu'urs, Rhonda Arrington-bey & Imani Gray-Bey Reject the Code that cause masses to be Telepathic Artificially

2-14-17 asst. Black manager ja/ the Indian male over 60 (7c/a 2355) visual attacking

As I left  work the visual of the black asst. Jam kept attacking. After I was attacked in my dreams a visual of the black Asst. Manager appeared.My angels had to cast him out .The Indian male 60+ 7c/a 2355 came Into burger king. He speaks like he is making fun of “blacks,"that live in low income and use incorrect English. A visual of Him attack s

2-14-16

The employee black Khal(Visual) is still attacking he return to work app. Two weeks ago

2-20-17 told Janel the owner of Follow sending me home because I wouldn’t use a  Red Pen

Today I spoke to the owner of Burger King about the day female black manager sent me home early because, I wouldn’t use a red pen. Janel said there were other things as manager she was dealing with, that irritated her,and this is why she sent me home.I asked Janel what was it that irritated her(I had never been addressed of any irritation,I had just received a compliment if  great Customer Service).Janel didn’t explain what it was. I mentioned,Most businesses prefer blue or black Ink. There were no customers waiting,I carry a blue pen for religious beliefs. I mentioned, of wearing my national headrests for almost two months but was asked to not wear it again by her(Janel).She said she lost money customers because I was wearing a national headress to work

White military male attacking 2-8-17

When I awoke this morning, (2-8-17) a pale skin military (he wears a cap representing military)male, keep attacking mentally. He comes into burger king almost, every day. The song jodeci is playing telepathically, this what the negro/black(creature #3)  does with help,from the u.s.government and others

I notice too many times,Each time Imani Gray-Bey(My Son) arrive at the room. He twenty two, a female voice speak in our room at American Extended Stay

2/1/2017black male security attacking mentally at burger king(8b/f 6827)..being attacked by middle eastern demon while sleeping

Last night I was attacked by the demon while sleeping( sexual). I awoke before I had any satisfaction. Maybe, 5 minutes within sleeping. At the restaurant(my job), a black male with a beard appeared early in the morning. He sat in his car it was odd (3by 0883). He had a long beard like those who are Muslim (Orthodox).I don’t know where he is from (1) the (7c/a 2355) little brown car,..old male that looked from India appeared. 60 years old. He has come into the restaurant and attack several times my genitals. He attack mentally again 2/@ 2)a black male appeared at the restaurant, I have never seen him there before. I would see him at the library,when I would go there. I haven’t been at the library  for awhile, I brought a note book tablet. He would appear with a little black girl teaching at a. Table. Today, he appeared at my job and started attacking mentally (62625m1or 6265m1)small black suv

(3)today a few black males appeared early in the morning. Mentally I was attacked, then two black males appeared, Annapolis security, one holding or carrying a Gun,(while I am working at burger king),..The one carrying the gun attacked me mentally several times … The car they were driving was, 8b/f 6827, Annapolis, professional

4)the guy that drives the burgundy SUV didn’t drive his car.he was there. The black male that speak of being Cherokee (9b/z 4546)was there until I left at 4. He attack mentally several times while I am working and at my place of rest. (Char) arrived and attacked several times, HDV 0818. Most of these men I have seen since I started working. They have been attacking since then (5)a black male came into the restaurant and attack. I have seen him at my job too many times to count. He sits at the table. (9b/x 5567). He is over 55 years old and he too attack mentally 6) the black male who seem to be friends with Khal appeared. 7c/e 8055 black Nissan’s (can’t remember). They would attack me mentally at my place of rest and at my job. Like one of them liked me. Stalkers (7) 2/1/17 the males at the table keep speaking about marrying someone

1/31/17 the assistant, manager blac male. Jam attacking, PHY the manager yellin. g 3

1/31/17, as soon as the assistant manager came into the burger King he started attacking. A few days before, he threaten to rape my son in the ass through body language. As I and my angels were casting him out, the black female manager (PHY) yelled 3,as the 6'5 black male continued to attack mentally.

1/31/17Glr and the negro black christian male(other) stalker

1/31/17–For the past few days the negro/black male I would see at the library when i first came I Annapolis,MD have been attacking. He has never come up to Burger King, that I see. When a visual of this black creature appear s while I am working, the black co-op workers seem to encourage it. Such as jam and PHY. About two weeks ago while I was at the library ( this black creature), started attacking. He then got on his phone and started to speak loud. He looked to be over 55 years old. He said, I am going to call you. All of the sudden my cell phone rang while I was at the library. It was a text of code.  Glr(black/) co workerhas started attacking this morning. Out of all the co workers she has attack the least. She is over60 years. She has implied to be (free masonic/Eastern Star)black(Christian) creature. She started attacking 1:00am this mornking

1/24/17-

Note:6:55pm I am documenting at the library Annapolis M.D.A black male arrive speaking about N.C. Carolina loudly.He said, as he was leaving, “ I see you Diam. I saw a visual of the Black Female Co-Worker Diam,Attacking,(Remembering she spoke of going back to work,a month ago, ever since then,I have seen visual(Forced) in the morning, at my job,even though my Angels have “Cursed/block,” her and the manager female Phy with others they still try to Force engage mentally.

(A)8:40am the black male that drives the ( SUV HDV 0818) wears the Black hawks cap and Alumni shirt arrived. He is at the Restaurant almost every day along with others. There is always a Visual of him Attacking, My Angels Cast him out.

(B) When he arrived this morning, as he walked into the door, I felt a heat sensation around my Genitals. like I did when the Perceive Black male Char is at the table, or the Security Guard 5A/M 3350 has recently been close by and I felt this. ….I then saw a Visual of him, My Angels had to Cast him out again.

(1) After this happened, I heard one of the Regulars say, “We Paid for it.” As I walked in the kitchen I heard the spokes person on the Radio say, “ He wants Peace.”

(2)7:40am approx. Yellow Cab with the Middle Eastern/Indian male was driving past me as I was walking to work( 328 47B).

1/23/17-

(A)7:40am I am walking to work. I am about 25 minutes from my job, about 5 minutes from the place where I sleep or domicile at. I see the Fair skin Black male (5A/M 3350)(He gives the Black male Char a ride a lot to the restaurant) that wears a Security Guard Uniform,and is at the Restaurant almost every day, drive past me. This is the Second Time I have noticed this Black male Driving past me in the Mornings when I am walking to Work.

(B) Las week as I was taking out the Trash at my Job, I was behind the building, He drove past me Slowly. When he drove past me, I felt heat around my Genitals. My Vagina seem to get slightly sensation. I saw a visual that looked like this male ( 5A/M 3350/ Security Guard) licking with his Tongue. My Angels Cast him out.

(1) The attack of my Sacred womb has has happened when the Black male Char arrive at the resturant as well, or when he is at the counter. For about a month he has been consistant with wanting me to place the money on the Counter not in his hand.

(2) NP0027(300lbs white male that sit at the table with the reg.) for about 3 weeks have allowed me to take his order  

© The is male (5A/M 3350 55 years or older) seem to know Diam (Black Female Co-Worker)

(D) The Black male 55 ( Brown Mercedez 5CR 5899) arrived. He has come to the Restaurant when the Black Female Manager (Phy) have told me to go on Break. He stares or try to gain (Eye contact) and each time he arrives, I see a visual of this male attacking. My Angels have to Cast him out. He usually sits at the table with the Regualurs he speaks with a Southern Accent. https://clyp.it/hwdzjeuz 1/23/17

(E) By 10am the Black male that wears a cap that states Buffalo Soldier appeared. He drives a (White SUV 8420D/A Handi cap).Almost each time he arrived at the Restaurant he(A visual that looks like him) attacks mentally. One day, I ask him what does Buffalo Soldier mean. He said the Indians gave us that name because we were Black soldier. I asked did fight Women,Children, and men or Just men? he said, Just Men. he always sit at the table as a Regular

(F) A black male 55 years older drives a (Black BMV Lumpy J/ I could be wrong) appeared 1/23/17. He sat at the regular table and I started to see a visual of him attacking while I was working and serving the Customers. I have not seen him much

Library & American Extended Inn while living there Documentation

1-2-17 I awoke at 5am. A Black male that I saw at the Library kept force mental engaging. It was after I had deleted a person by emotional mistake. As I cast him out the Sirens from an “Ambulance,” Truck went off. Then I heard a Male say something was embarrassing. The Black male again tried to force “Mental Engage.” When my Angels cast him Out,I started to feel a sharp Pain on my Shoulder.

(1)I start to Pray to Allah about keeping or Protecting me and my children from the Black male Experiments.

(2)I noticed an Asain male started to Attack. I saw a Visual of a Mu’ur then the Asain Males started to Attack again.

(3) Phy the black Female Manager and Diam the Co-worker begin to Attack mentally. A few weeks ago diam(Co-worker)said she is ready to start working again. ever since then she has been attacking mentally as much as (phy)the Black/Negro female Manger

Continue Documentation while Working

1/5/17-

8am- 8:30am a light skin black woman with a Child(approximately 9 years of age) Appeared.I would see her come into the Restaurant when I First arrived Maryland. She Greeted the Black/Negro Female Manger (Phy). Then she started Attacking mentally. She drove a Mini Van(9CN 9011).while I am working

9am-Phy the manger’s Daughter appeared with a Child and started attacking Mentally. The child looked to be 5 years approximately?

9am-(Ch) the black male that is at the Restaurant everyday I work.(Who I had to tell please don’t speak to me when I am out on the street when I first started working at the Restaurant in June 2016, also I had to tell him I was married several times). Appeared. He attacked mentally several times, while I am working

(1) The black male 55+ with the Hawks Cap and also wears a alumni shirt sometimes appeared. ( HDV 0818). He attack mentally while I am working

9am- A black male came into the Rest. As he walked in, He kept staring at my Genitals. I asked him, “Could I take your Order Please?” He Respond, “I can take whatever I want,” in a sexual manner. I said, I am “Married.” He became Irritated and said, I will go somewhere else. I said okay

(1) Phy the Black/Negro Female Manager said,” I needed to lighten up.” I said,” I don;t have to accept Force engagements that are un appropriately by anyone. No woman should have to. This is not how I was raised.

9:30am The Asain (Chinese?) male appeared and attacked mentally( 7av/7879) Green Quest Mini Van

(A) The black male that wears the Purple heart cap(Red Fancy SUV 59031 HV ) and stated “Let Us Get him off of U,” as he looked my way. appeared. he attacked mentally.

(B) The black male 300lbs Green Truck appears (93/Z 4546).

12/31/16-

11:00am- Demonic Games (Rituals)

(A)I am at Annapolis Library (1410 West St. Annapolis, MD 21401) A Black male is sitting across from me and a Pale skin woman”White American?”is talking to him as though she is helping him with the Computer. I have noticed when I come into the Library, it seems to be Quiet, when I sit down, two people would Usually start speaking very loud to one another. (1) person seem to be Presenting themselves as a “Helper,” the other receiving information.

(B) I started to Document about the holy Koran and my Studies. He becomes quiet and started saying “Excuse me,” a few times. He is a short Goaty. He body language change he seem to become irritated. As I think about the correlation with the “Acts of Terrorism,” I have experienced by those who say or “Imply,” to be with the U.S. Military and the “Perceived Muslim.”

©-Then I notice I am feeling Pressure around my head. I start casting out Spirits. Thy looked to be possibly “African or from apart of Africa.” A woman who comes into the Restaurant & a African Male with a bald Head.

(D)-I start to Pray for Protection from the U.S. Military that is operating as a Corporation(Not upholding our U.S.A. Laws of Freedom and Liberty) and are Using those Under a Foreign Jurisdiction to Perform “Acts of Terrorism.”

(E) All of the Sudden, the Black male that was sitting across from me says, “he Paid,” as I see a Visual of the (Middle Eastern/Indian Demon)https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4, I feel a slight sensation on my Genitals(sexual) for about 2 to 3 seconds at the same time. T

(F) Then a Tall Black Male starts talking with the young Black male with a Goaty that says, “He paid.” A Pale skin woman “White American,” comes and sit between us. This is a Demonic, Ritualistic Game.

(G) 12:45pm at the Library, a Male says Loudly about receiving Foundation “Money,” sounds like with a (Perceive Co-worker of the Library)I feel a sharp pain, on my Shoulder, about 10 seconds later he stops talking. I start praying for the Patients(Elderly, Children,Women and men) who are in the Hospitals with Aches,Diseases, and aren’t knowledgeable of what is attacking them.

12/30/16(Friday)

8am When I arrive the Black male 55+years(__Burganday SuV 1B/F 9631&  Gray Pick Truck) of age is at my place of work

By 9am–Asain Male appears(_7A/V 7879_______________). Jane(She Attacks mentally too many times while I am working that day) the owner is working.Charl (He attack several times while I was working mentally)Appear along with the Black male that drives the Brown (SUV HDV 0818) Black male over 250lbs 55+years arrive (Green Pick up Truck 93/Z 4546).

By 12pm The Black male(6′2 &200lbs) with the Purple Hear Verterans Cap appears (Red Fancy Pick up 59031 HV).

(A)The Co-Worker Diam(Black Female) attacks several times mentally.I have to cast Out her Spirit. The co-worker Tra(Black Female) she walks with a Limp has been attacking mentally as well at night at my place of rest.

(B) 12/30/16-1pm-Charli(Black male who is at the Rest. almost every day- for the past two weeks have been asking me to Place the money and receipt on the counter. Two months approximately before that he was going back and forth. Sometimes he wants me to place the money on the counter and sometimes in his hand. For the Past few weeks I have notice Charl has been opening the doors for the Elderly when then arrive.

©By 12pm the White male over 300lbs 6′2. that drives the White Minie Van (NP0027) arrive. Since approximately June or beginning of July2016 he has not allowed me to take his Order. The managers( Black Female Phy (Pale skin “White American?” manager Tina) & Co Workers and have pretend to not know Why?). I have told Them he has never told me why and I don’t know Why he doesn’t want mt to take his order. They replied,”They don’t know either and Tried to play along with him by saying or telling him he can’t do this.” Playing as though they don’t understand Why?

(D) The White male (NP0027) For the past two days have allowed me to take his order.Friday 12/31/16- Jane the owner stood Next to me as I took his Order and Watched. When I was done she said, “Very Good.’

(E) 12/30/16-3pm I am getting off of work. I go to the bathroom(chanting mentally Forgiveness) at my place of work. While in there I hear a Male Voice say, “Um Hum,” like I hear sometimes in the hall and maybe in my room at my Place of Rest(Where I pay almost 2, 000) dollars to rest my head. I go outside the Bathroom, The owner’s husband Jane  ( She is Chinese, her husband pale skin”White American?”) was sitting next to the Bathroom at a table along with another Pale skin male. The other Pale skin Male seem odd and had “Attacked Mentally,” approximately 2:45pm as I was taking his order (License plate 3A/Y 4055 Green Mercedez)

12/26/16—6am-the Co-worker Diam Attacked Mentally early in the Morning.  

7:30am I am walking to Work on my Usual Route, I see a White BMW Drive Past me. A Black Woman is walking towards with a dog on a leash. All of the Sudden I a visual of the Black Female Manager (P) appear. She says, “You can Go Telepathically.” I look to my Right and I see the Light Brown (SUV 5A/M 3350) riding quickly past me. he is at my place of Work early in the Morning and lately I have Seen the Black Male they call (Charl) get out of the Car in the Morning with him. He always sits as at the table with the Regulars.

(A) He too started to Attack Mentally as I was walking to Work. (SUV 5A/M 3350) He usually has on a Security Guard Uniform with a US Military Flag Patch on his Shoulder.

8:30am Charl (Black male arrived) he gets out of the car SUV (5A/M3350)

9:am the T.V. is on the News(Weather) 9:05am I am in the cooler filling up the Creamers, An Erie Voice say “Brother,” After I hear a “Tap,” like the ones I hear in my Room

9:30am Asain Chinese Male ( who was at the store when Khal sprayed Mace) ( 9a/a 0292 brown honda/green mini Van ) he was speaking with a co-worker about Buying cookies. He stated, “ he ate a lot last night as he looked towards my way

(A) My Sacred Womb has been attacked several times while I am at my place of Rest in my bed

9:40am C.J. the owners son appeared. He starts attacking Mentally

10am- The News is on “Weather,” at work. the Weather person start to use “Code Words as I am cleaning the Glass Doors. Charl starts attacking “Mentally,”..Diam and Others say “Are You Ready. As I start Documenting the T.V. Starts Gliching.

10:15am An Black male with an African Accent came into the store. He use to come in a lot and Attack me Mentally(Force engage) when I first started working in June 2016. I didn’t know why? He came in again and attacked mentally driving  ComCast White Truck (2C/K 8636 on the side of the Truck 31259)

BEGINNING OF MY DOCUMETATION OF WHEN WE(IMANI GRAY-BEY AND RHONDA ARRINGTON-BEY) FIRST MOVED TO ANNAPOLIS MARYLAND

***** https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4“Acts of Terrorism done by those who present, themselves as Musilm, Hindu,Christian,(“SOME” Black” American, Pale Skin, Indian from India, Asians,etc.) those who are operating under a Foreign Jurisdiction, Who have not Re-claim a Nationality; who don’t  uphold the U.S.A. Constitution; Who don’t encourage “Freedom-Love,”/Emancipation of all Men and Women, and or have chosen to Contract with a Un-Clean Demonic Spirit.“ Descending Order. We ForgiveDisclosure: This Testimony could be seen as Fiction or non-Fiction, by those who can read and see. This Testimony does not place all Ethnicity in one Basket. Individual evaluation of a person and individual experience of person should always be priority to me. The “Nature” of a group of People should also be taking in consideration “Nature,”. Over-all we are Among Spirits.. some are Clean and Some are Un-clean. We Forgive

https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4

( This is another upload of the Declaration ( I) Rhonda Arrington–Bey and her son Imani Gray–Bey had to do to demonstrate we Reject the forced Engagements of This Demon and or Demons who control some of the Birds and also have implied possibly to be a Demon (Un-Clean Spirit ) That “USE"the Science of Free Masonry to Cause Harm. Description of the Demon: Brown Skin, Pitch Black hair look like a middle Eastern or a man from India the Country. This is the Description of the Low Life, Filthy, Un-clean Spirit, Demon that Forcefully Try to engage when the Birds come and Chirp at the Window

August 6, 2016 (manipulating my dreams while I was sleeping at the bus stop)I am 43 years old and a woman. My son is 22. Last night August 5, 2016 we miss read the Bus Station that would take us back into the City in Maryland where we domicile in. We waited and waited.. We realized we miss read the schedule. So we fell asleep around 2 am on the bench waiting at the bus..Station. As I was sleeping I would awake periodically.. I kept hearing females and males not to far from us. Laughing and speaking words that we would hear, behind the gates of the Shelter,in Annapolis…The people or Entities would actually stand behind the Shelter’s gates, and start threatening and using code words.. My son and I are not on the Shelter Property but close so that we can use the Federal Funded Program for those who are in “need.”  While we are sleeping my dreams have been manipulated while we are sleeping in our “Tent"and when I awake I would usually hear a male voice grunting or clearing their throat.. Sometimes someone would “yell,” “

Brother, or Three

These are a distraction.

Last night we were at the bus stop sleeping..My dream was manipulated..What I remember was, before this happened, A male in a police car drove by in the parking lot. he look “Black,” This is before we realize the bus was not coming. He just drove by and sort of stared at me..Then I noticed a Bus came and dropped off another “Black Male,” he was sitting or lying down in another Booth and he too slept in the booth over night. After my dreams was manipulated in a sexually manner.( Many times those that Yell the Number 3 will say, “Lay Down!”..This number is being used in a negative way and is a Distraction because of “EGO AND iGNORANCE”.. ), I awoke and “Prayed to “ALLAH,” and I heard a male slightly laughing.

August 8, 2016Imani and I slept at American Stay extended ..When I awoke and started to walk to work. I saw a “Middle Eastern,” male, walking not too far with a cell phone to his Ear.. He looked Odd.

August 7, 2016I was down town. A Family that looked to be Asain was standing across from me. All of the sudden one of them, Said, “Sit Down,” out of the blue. I ignored them. stood for a minute and Thank ALLAH (Mentallay)For keeping me and my Ancestors out of “Bondage.” and Walked away.

August 2016,

This Demonic Spirit that Many(People/Nations) have Contracted to Serve and what I have experienced by it.

This Demonic Spirit, have the Capability, to create a Reality (Matrix) That does not exists; By thoughts, Visualization, Words. This or These Demonic Spirits, are Common “Terrorists,” “Invaders,” of Divine Energies, That have relied upon “LACK OF KNOWLEDGE,”  of their or Its Existence to Perpetrate Mental Bondage(If Allowed), Spiritual Bondage( If Allowed), and other forms of Bondage if Allowed. Imagine masses of People Speaking of “ Bondage,” as a form of “Normality,” Like there is nothing wrong with it, “It is, What It Is.”    Imagine. This Demonic and Un-clean Spirits or Spirits use the Wind to speak, Use People “ Look like other Divine Energies,” Use Music, and other Forms of Communication(T.V.) to “ENGAGE,” Forcefully and Create a  false reality… Creating another energy that looks like you and me, but missing key elements that only “ALLAH,” can create and give.. Imagine.  Imagine a Demonic Spirit feeling So comfortable to Attack, That it does it in broad day light because it has ROAM FREE and UNCHECKED  for So Long Because so Many have Contracted to Serve this Un-clean and Demonic Spirit. Imagine

August 2016"Those that “Imply,” to be connected to Free Masonry/ Eastern Star and then Attack when their Engagements are not Accepted Willingly. “Special Note: In New York, The pale Skin ( Some may call them “White American), at the Library would forcefully engage mentally. While I would be at the Library using the computer. Many times they would use body languages, the have been connected to those who are have presented themselves as "Perceive,” Free Masons or Eastern Star. Why? Usually after a “Perceive Black american,” ( who is possibly considered “Chattel Property,” have not re-claim a Nationality, an is out of the U.S.A. Constitutional Fold and Operating Under a Foreign Jurisdiction. ) Would Forcefully try to engage mentally. The “Perceive Black Americans, to have "implied,” to be connected to Free Masonry/ Eastern Star. ALLAH,  I Forgive

When I came MD. The same thing has happened.. The Females and Males that are Black American, (have not re-claim a nationality, are out of the U.S.A. Constitutional Fold, considered “Chattel Property” and dead by Constitutional Law, operating under a Foreign Jurisdiction) but have “Implied,” to be connected to Free Masonry/ Eastern Star, have tried to Engage Forcefully Mentally.. Too many times.. I have to keep Casting out their Un-Clean Spirits.. Soon later, a (Pale skin “White American,” male/ female) will do the same.. The Blacks seem to be Happy and content as though I DESERVE THIS TREATMENT.. THEN USUALLY THEY WILL TRY AGAIN..  ALLAH, I Forgive

August 2016, Psychological/Spiritual Attacks done by those who are from “Perceive,” Asia “China,”. Note: The first time I started to connect the dots with those who “looked Asian "Mainly China,” possibly was in New York, in reference to The Spiritual Attacks towards my “Sacred womb,” Vagina. Those who have accepted this Science that cause many to behave as “Savages,” call it “Eating,”..I have always admire the culture from “China,” so what I was experiencing was shocking and could be considered Hurtful; but when I started to Individualized the situation. What I mean is, Accept THAT WE ARE( AS DIVINE ENERGIES) AMONG UN-CLEAN SPIRITS, then I was able to keep balance. In realizing this, I acknowledge Un-clean Spirits can exists anyway. Unfortunately the Un-clean Spirits that I have come across from “China,” (like the black Americans, the Pale Skins, Indian from

India etc) have implied to have the ability to Act savage by a transfer of payments.

“ I HAVEN’T GAVE CONSENT TO AN ATTACK MENTALLY, SPIRITUALLY, THAT COULD RESULT IF ALLOWED PHYSICAL DAMAGE. So I choose to believe in ALLAH, and state Truth of

Their Involvement of "Acts of Terrorism,”.. Why “Some"The Un-clean Spirits seem to show themselves that are from Asia (Chinese), I am not sure?..  I Forgive

Note: When I was in New York, it seem those that have the Characteristics of a Hybrid, (The Un-clean Spirits that Looked like Chinese) had a Strong Connection to them. These Hybrids that were used there mostly "Perceive Black American/ and Puerto Rican,” (To attack me While I was sleeping, My Sacred Womb, or obviously possessed this Science that Cause Masses to behave like “Savages,”)Possibly did not have a Nationality, They are operating under a Foreign Jurisdiction, There are not in the constitutional Fold, They no doubt are consider “Chattel Property,” but seem to be Content with why they are Created and what they are used For.

jULY 2016I was hired at Burger King in June. This Burger King is owned by a woman from “China.” She seem nice and I was Very excited to be working. There is a group of Black Males that sit at the table since I was Hired, using Code Words and “Yes,” my sacred Womb has been attacked there. When my manager said, I was hired, I didn’t know who owned it. What I knew was, I was thankful and grateful to work there and earning Money. Many times the “Black Males,” that all looked to be over 50 years of age have tried to Attack Mentally. I have had to Reject their engagements by cleansing my Spirit. these men over 50 are usually speak a lot of “Hate,” and Viciousness while they sit there.  ALLAH, I Forgive

August 2016, About a Month ago, Imani filed a complaint against Green Dot Temporary Card with Better Business Bureau. They have started taking a Fee ($4.95) from the $150.00 dollars that was placed on the card, but the company Green Dot still has not allowed Imani Access to the Money, because they state his Identification is not valid. After he was told it was.

Note: When we first started to have a problem with Green Dot, There was a woman, who addressed me on the phone Miss Bey about 3 times when I tried to call to have access to our money.  She had a Accent from India(British). Then she discontinued the call. I could not get through

August 2016, Many times the number (3)“Distraction,” is spoken, apparently for no reason that is obvious to the Rational Eye. .. and those that present themselves Pale skin male and female, Black American male and female, seem to be more and more aggressive.

Islam June, 2016.. My son Imani is standing outside of Papa Johns. We are putting an application in.  I notice a woman who look possibly from India? I am not sure speaking with him. I go outside to see and listen. She Offered Imani money. I TOLD HER WE CAN’T ACCEPT THIS MONEY. BUT THANK YOU.    She still tried to offer it, this time she was Licking her Lips and she winked Subtle. I thought it was odd, but I still reject the money and said “Thank You,” humbly. Later about in July 2016, I am at the 7/11 convenient Store. The Clerk wanted to give me tell me I did not have to pay about 10 cents of my purchase. He looked from the middle east, I am not Sure. He too licked his lips as he offered to pay the 10 cents. I told him, I have it , and thank you.. Humbly.

7/30/16 (4:58pm)I am sitting at the Grocery Store. A woman is Speaking Arabic behind me. Then I notice she Squats down. She is speaking sort of Loud.Then all of the Sudden I feel my “Vagina Contract.” This is a Spiritual Attack.

7/19/2016Imani and I are sleeping in a Tent I am still noticing there is a demonic filth, that control the birds that might still be around. There is a guy name “henry,’ that works at Burger King, he look to be in his early twenties. He look to be Middle eastern, I am not Sure. One day, he started attacking me mentally. I had to cast out his spirit even after I left Burger King. Literally he was trying to mentally engage. Like too many who have this  Science that cause them to telepathic but behave as "Savages.”

July 15, 2016 approximatelyI was at the mall at Annapolis Maryland. I needed to asked someone how to get to the bus station. There was a lady bent over I couldn’t see her face. when she looked up, she was or appeared to be from India the country. I told her never mind politely..I walked away..Then I realized that possibly that seem to be rude, so I turned around. When I turned, around I gave her a compliment about the black mold in the middle of her head. She was a pretty woman, I think. I didn’t want to seem rude..Judging people individually.. As I left, I noticed there was another Perceive Indian?(middle Eastern guy) on the side of me. He had a stand for selling products. As I walked by him, He seem upset and had a Cell phone in his hand.. As I left the Mall, I started to hear constantly a raven or Crow Squaking like I do, while I am sleeping in the Tent, and the “Perceive Indian from India or Middle Eastern male,” tries to engage forcefully and I have to cast out this Demonic un-clean Spirit. It looks like the Demonic Unclean Spirit that control some of the Birds that I noticed in New York and Possibly have been Stalking since I was in New York. ( “The Perceive Muslim Family.”  

July 9, 2016 I arrived at Annapolis Regional Library in Maryland

(410-222-1750

) at 12:25pm.. About 10 minutes after I arrived, a Cab drove up. (Annapolis, Maryland Tag– 605-08B) A middle Eastern/ Possibly Indian from India male gets out of the Car. He walks into the Library and approximately 5 minutes He walks out.  Note: There have been a unclean spirit that looked Middle eastern (maybe the same one, it look like) trying to engage mentally in the mornings while when I awake. There is usually a (Black Male) behind the gates of the Shelter talking and using Code words, as though someone has paid him.. Sometime my Sacred Womb has been attacked). A Helicopter flies over the Library soon after the cab arrives.  There is a

black female that Imani and I have noticed on the Street and at the library as well. One night she actually sat down across from me and seem to be just staring or directing her energies towards me while I was on the computer. I was on the Computer that night for about 2 hours.

July 7, 2016As of today, Green Dot still have not released the Block from Imani Gray-Bey’s Card where $150.00 still is on the Card. They have applied maintenance Fees to the Card. which equals to about $5.00.

July 6, 2016I am working at Burger King. There are a group of males that looked to be “African American,” always sitting at the Table. There is one who is name or they Call him Mr. Charlie who is always sitting at the table among them. While I am working he tries to forcefully mentally engage with me..I have to Cast his unclean and demonic Spirit out. I have told him at least Three times I am Married. Even though I have said this, he approached me at the Counter, he said, “ I beep at you the other day,” did you see me? I told him( The Black Male)  again, I am Married again, I do not approach Cars, or speak to men when I am out, Can you Please not Beep at me if you see me walking outside or APPROACH ME.  Note: it is not only him,that have tried engage forcefully, others ( African American, Pale Skin, etc)have too, but it seem as though he has been paid to be at the Burger King( Where I work) and to perform “Acts of Terrorism.”

July 7, 2016 5pm  I arrived at the library at Annapolis, Maryland, when I arrived, a Yellow Cab drove in quickly. I started to see the Yellow Cabs ( 32847B) (There was an “Perceive Indian man driving the Car)many times, in Annapolis, Maryland around where me and Imani are domiciling at. I also noticed a Black Crow have appeared on the right of me. I noticed a Black Raven or Crow appearing while we are domiciling at the tent.  

July 7, 2016I have noticed that when I awake in my tent in Annapolis, Maryland, there is a male entity that looks like the Indian or Middle Eastern Guy from New York trying to engage. I have to cast out his spirit. I had a dream that morning of being in a town, where mostly Muslims, or "Perceive Muslims,” live in. I felt as though my dream was being Manipulated. when I awaked, I heard the Black males inside of the Gate talking.. It seem there were many thoughts that appeared that seem to be negative towards Celina and Aseer El that morning. I had to counteract the Thoughts with love..I have asked Celina and Aseer EL forgiveness.

July 4, 2016, Annapolis MarylandI was at the Shelter Light House. I asked could I could take a shower. I started to notice a male that looked Indian that worked there kept engaging mentally. I had to cast out his Spirit. When I saw him, I engage in casual conversation with him to ask him where is he from..he said, he was from Pakinstan. I was trying to take a Shower later, he tried to engage mentally then I saw a spirit that looked like the Moor that I used to E-mail constantly appear. It was an Imposter. I was not him.

June 21,2016Imani and I are sleeping in a Tent. I awoke hearing Birds chirping outside the Tent.I saw a visual of a (Description :Middle E\astern/ Indian) man that I would see in New York. I had to Cast out this un-clean spirit When I opened my eyes, the Birds stop chirping. I now truly believe the Foreign Entity has paid this demonic Filth to engage, this is in connection to accepting a Science that cause Masses to be Telepathic and behave as Savages that me and my son has Rejected.. Me and Imani Tent is outside of the Gate that surrounds the Light House Shelter. Our tent is not on the Property. But those that Have paid Unclean Spirits to stand and use Code words and engage in am “Act of Terrorism,” Actually, have paid people to be inside of the Gate of the Light House Shelter, to stand close to wear our Tent is, and try to Attack mentally, and Spiritually. Imani Gray-bey and (I)Rhonda Arrington-Bey reject the science that cause Masses to be Telepathic and behave as savages.

THE END OF MY DOCUMENTATION OF WHEN WE (IMANI GRAY-BEY AND RHONDA ARRINGTON-BEY) FIRST MOVED TO ANNAPOLIS MARYLAND

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12/7/16

8:40am 2B/F 0944? Gray pick up Truck appears(both Black males over 55 year of age).

(A) another Black Male dark skin over 6′4 walks into the restaurant. I never see him driving but he starts attacking mentally as soon as he arrives. He is usually in the Restaurant when I arrive in the morning. I have also seen him at the Library. He has attacked mentally while I was at the library on the computers

By 9am Charlie appears He is usually at The Restarurant in the earlie morning until I leave in the afternoon between 3 and 4 pm.

8:10am Asain Male appears that drives a Suv. He was at the Restaurant when (Khl)sprayed Mace and he yelled, (3) and we got it as he walked out.

8:40am 8420D/A license plate appeared. A black male that wears glasses and have attacked mentally while working and while I was at my place of sleep. As soon as he appeared he started to Attack Mentally.

9am I go to the parking to take out the Trash. The female Black Manager (Phyl) starts attacking mentally.

Note: NP0027 (White Mini van) Description- white Pale(white american?)skin male has been coming into the Restaurant since I have been working(Almost everyday and he sits at the table with Navy-1). Approximately- since July 2016- He has not allowed me to wait on him. The Black (Phy) Manager stated that he has never complained about me. He has attacked me while I was working, while I walk back to the room, and while I am  at my place of rest. Usually the (Black/Negro) male will then try to Force engage afterwards.

9:05am I am with the help of my Carribean Angels is protecting myself mentally from forced engagements. Charlie gets up and come to the front counter. the black male 55+ over 5′9 that wears the (“Hawks Cap,” HDV 0818) is attacking mentally constantly.

Topic:Every Body

9:10am A Black Male came into the Restaurant. As He walked towards the counter, he says, “Every body.” all of the sudden he started attacking Mentally.

(A) Many times, these Black Males who have tried to force engage mentally and Black females will say “Every body. I come to find out this is everyone who have accepted this “Code,” and are serving this Un-Clean and Demonic Spirits. It is the same as when they say, “Brother/3” and Force Mental Engagements

9:20am The Black Female Manager (Phy) is staring or looking out the window for about 30seconds. All of the Sudden the Black male the drives the Fancy Black SUV(license plate JASON?) starts to force mental engage. He is over 6′2 300/lbs possibly. I sneeze once and see a slight visual of him. I cast his spirit out. (phy) the Black female manager, seem to be happy or show emotions of happiness as this is going on. She smiles. This Black male over 6′2 has mentally attacked while I was at my place of Rest( My elders/Angels help cast his Filthy spirit out) when I first started working at this Restaurant in June 2016. I didn’t understand Why? He has attacked several times when he entered into this restaurant.  

9:45am The Black male over 6′1 and 300lbs? ( wears a Purple Heart cap) comes into the Restaurant. (Drives a fancy  Red pickup 59031 HV).He starts to engage forcefully mentally. He also have stated out of his neck, “LET US GET THEM OFF OF YOU.”  As he looked towards my way.

(A) someone attacks my Vagina/Sacred Womb and Charlie yells,” Brother.” (B) I go to the cooler to get supplies to stock the front. someone says “Prostitute.” While I am getting supplies

10:00am the Middle Eastern/Demon https://clyp.it/rcjdbva  male  attacks . My Carribean Angels and I cast him out.

10:16am The (Hawks cap HDV 0818) starts attacking again. the phone rings twice.the black female mangager (Phy) walks towards the office where the phone is ringing. The Demon that looks to be from India (Middle eastern) begins to Attack Mentally( My angels as usual cast him out).https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4

(A)Gray honda 65081C/F? ( Black male 55+) arrives. When I was allowed to wear my MOORISH AMERICAN National Headress, he tried to have a conversation about members of his family being “Muslim.” He too started to force engage Mentally.

10:30am the Hawks cap Black male 55years + over 5′9 (HDV 0818 Brown SuV leaves)

The Black male over 6′1 who wears the Purple heart cap  (Drives a fancy Red pickup 59031 HV). is still at the Restaurant. The office Phone Rings, He force Mental engage . My angel help me cast him out.

11am While on Break, I bent over to get a couple of Ranch Dressings , As I was bending over, Charlie yells “Thats Peace Ho!” Then the Black male with the Hawks cap (HDV 0818 brown SuV) Engage Mentally forcefully.

11:40am The pale skin female manager ( Tin) seem upset. she is using threats as she speak to ( Phy) the black female manager. Navy-1 ( A pale skin white “american,” woman) that drives a SUV with a 50 star flag U.S. on each side says, “Stop,” “Peace,” ..I bite my tongue with out me doing it.

Navy-1 is still at the Restaurant

12:30pm A black male the usually comes on his break (Description over 5′9) he usually doesn’t engage forcefully. A pale skin White “American?”Male? said, “Yes.” Then he started to Attack mentally.

1:20pm The Black Female (Phy) Manager came close to me as she walked by. I felt my Sacred womb (Genitals) attacked. someone Yelled, “Paid.” in the Restaruant.

2pm, I am casting spirits out. (Phy) the female black manager starts saying “Mix,” several times. “Mix,” then she engage Mentally.

(A) Sometimes these demons have “Implied,” that I was Mixed with one of their Species in order to Justify their Mental Attacks and their “Force,” Engagements.

2:30pm some of those Regulars that left returned.

2:45pm to 3pm (2CR9076 remembering this license plate) I sit down to eat.

A  Implied Black Muslim? came into the restaurant. He has a long beard. he sits with another Regular Black male ( Drives the brown Mecedes 5CR5899?) and wears a “Christian Cross,” around his neck. He also sits at the table Navy-1, Charlie, Np0027, HDV 0818, Purple Heart). They are three of them sitting at a table across from me.

(A) He has has hand and fingers together, like someone is praying. This Disposition has been implied to mean Force Sex or Amalgamation with that which imply to be a “brother,” (Imply) Free Masonic/ or “Other.”

(B) As I am eating the Black male that is wearing a “Christian Cross,” start speaking of or using the word “Killing.” “Paid.”

12/7/16— As I document, that day, one of the  female Co-Workers yell, he “Paid Moor.”

11/21/16

Experiencing Acts of Terrorism while Using the “Government” funded Program(Shelter) Free Food

Going to the Light house( A shelter) to get free food. Approximately 11/17/16 I went to the Light house to get food. A Pakistani Male who works there gave me the Free food. This is a service the Shelter provides and is being Funded to Provide this Service. His name is (Pakistani ** Sa**). After he handed me the lunch bags, he started to engage Mentally Forcefully. I had to cast his spirit out .  This is not the First time, I had to do this. https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4 (He too demonstrates to have the “CODE.” and a “Other.”

When I would use their Service to take Showers(When I was homeless), if he was working, he would engage mentally forcefully until an (“ Black/Negro–Impostor,”) that looked like my Spiritual Husband would appear.

I waited a few days later and asked to use their Services of Free Lunches. This time the Black/Negro Male  (Terr*** Mit**) started to Force Engage while I was using the rest room and after I was given the food. He too would force mental Engage when I asked to use their Services in the past of Free Lunches and He too demonstrate to be an “other,” and have the Code

11/21/16

I arrive to work at 8am. I saw the Co-worker (Kha Mu) working along with (P) the manager. I said Good Morning everyone. He started to Force engage Mentally immediately

9:45am The manager female black/negro (P) who implies to represent Free masnry/Eastern, starts to force engage mentally as I Visualize My Moorish Symbol (MA (Moorish American). Then I feel my Sacred Womb being(Vagina) being Attack. She comes around the Corner licking her lips with her Hands in her pocket right I after this is done.

These are Mostly Black(Negro Males(55+) who have come in to the Place I worked almost every day I have worked. 1) they have force engage mentally forcefully,(Acts of Terrorism) while I am working 2) Demonstrate they have the “CODE.” 3) Represent or Imply to Represent the Military and Free Masonry. 4) They are probably An “Other.” Look like me and my son but are not the same.

8:10am(11/21/16)–The black male drives green pick up appeared with a hat on, He looked to be over 55.

8:25am 1B/F 9631 liscence plate. The co-worker/employee (Kha Muh/Black male over 25) started to engage mentally forcefully.

8:30am 11/21/16the Pale skin woman who drives the suv with the liscense plate Navy 1 arrived

9:10am 11/21/16 the guy they call Charlie( black male 55year+ appeared. Last week he seem to know an Indian male from India who have attack mentally more than once when he arrived as a customer. This day he didn’t arrive with the pale skin lady that drives the SuV Navy 1.

11/21/16 This pale skin male/other/military? Drives a White mini van. liscense plate NP0027. He has come into the Restaurant almost everyday. He too have attack mentally while he was there. He sits at the table with the regulars. He has attacked Mentally at the place where I lay my head and sleep. He has attacked mentally when I have walked back to the place where i sleep. He has Attack Mentally too many times to count. I don’t know these people personally Why are they doing this?

The Black male they call “Charlie,” attacked several times mentally at my place of sleep 11/19/16 and 11/20/16. My spirit guides along with my Elders helped my Cast out his energy.

The Sequence of Events dealing the male they call “Charlie and others.” 11/18/16( Acts of Terrorism, Creating situation to Justify Un-Clean and Demonic Behavior). Remember Charlie Demonstrates to have the “Code.” and to be an “Other/ possibly.”

(A) Last week I think it was 11/17/16. The male they called Charlie, Stood at the counter. Next to him was a woman with (Hair/Locks (black?) and a Black-male/possibly working for the system). I started to feel heat around my Genitals. I stood there to Study what was happening. The Black couple seem to be communicating with “Char.” As though this was a sign that it is okay to engage(Mentally Forcefully). They call this “Taking Cookies.” I continue to work. Then all of the sudden, a Pale skin Male arrived with a Police Badge on. Placing an Order at this Restaurant I work at.

10am- liscense plate 9B/X 5567 Gray Pick up Truck Male 55

When I leave work at 4:30pm 11/21/16.  The male they call Charlie is still there, The Black male that drives the Burgandy car Liscence plate 1B/F 9631 is still there.  The green pick truck (93/Z 4546)..I did see when the pale skin woman left who drives Navy 1 and the two U.S. American Flags on each window.

11/18/16-8:08am the Gray chevrolet appeared

11/18/16Brown old Mercedez (5CR5899) Black male (the Negro they call Charlie Appears )He attacks mentally

11/18/16Old black/negro male 55+ (1 B/F 9631) appears 11/18/16 before 10:30am

Liscence plate- 5 A/A 2884- Arrived before 10:30am He attacked before he left. he usually sits with the “Other,” Negro Males or close by in the corner

Those that stay until 4pm 11/17/16- Navy 1, the guy they call charlie

11/17/16 Liscense plate HDV 0818. he is a Black(Negro) male 55+. He arrives appr. 9am. He starts Mentally attacking me while I am working. Saturday and Sunday night He attacks as well. I have to along with help from my elders Cast him out.

11/17/16- 5A/A 2884 Black(Negro) male that drives a Black SuV. He always attack when he arrives.  He usually sits near the table the other Black/negro males sit. eat his number 2 Value meal.

Burgandy Car NB/F 9631-the old(Black/Negro)male 55+ arrives ( I have heard him whistle like some of the males from India do. ) this day he arrived and stood behind me. I felt slight heat coming around me close to my Genital. They call this taking (Cookies) another for of Act of Terrorism. He too have Implied to Represent Free masonry and to be an “Other.”

11/15/16  update- The woman that drives the Truck that has the 50 star U.S. flag and license plate Navy 1 was at my place of work. She along with the Black male they call Charlie, 2 black males one who looked to be 50+ and the other his father(possibly, they both seem to “Imply,”represent Free Masonry/or the Military/Navy,) are at my place of work every day. They stay there for over 6 hours Why or are still there even when I leave? The two black males drove a Gray pick up truck (License plate 2B/F 0944). Many times they yell code words such “Stop,” Peace, Lay down” “Brother,” etc.

1)I noticed when a few times when they yelled stop, I felt my mouth jerk where I almost bit my tongue. I noticed my mouth Jerking before out of the blue, & I thought something then was not right. “Acts of Terrorism,” Invading my mental space without consent. These “Acts of Terrorism,” by Invaders or Opportunists, are done, and constantly they want Free Men and women to relinquish their birth-rights by accepting their “Savage”,Terroristic Behavior

(A) So I could Focus, on my job, I didn’t cast them out. Also I needed to save my energy to study/All day long while I was working customers would engage mentally(black males mostly). The Female Manager (P/Who “imply,” to be connected to Eastern Star) notice I was not casting anyone out, She too started to engage mentally.  The Co-workers, The Night manager (J). Today, I deliberately didn’t cast anyone out. They continued to attack mentally.  

2) I noticed when I Meditate on my break, I see my Carribean Elders sitting with me, All of the sudden my Eye lids will start jumping rigorously as though I am being mentally attacked. My Carribean Elders and other Angels fight to keep me and others protected from these un-clean Spirits. Most Imply to be connected to Free Masonry/Eastern Star, (Distraction but still true none the less)

A)The woman(pale skin) that drives the Navy 1- arrived 11/15/16- at approximately between 8 and 9 am. I got off work at 4pm. The Black male they called Charlie appeared either with her or not too much longer. He has been there almost every day I have work.

(1) This morning when I awoke, I heard someone say “yea!” Then I saw a visual of this male Charlie who is 50+. He was mentally engaging forcefully. I have had to tell him I was Married a few times. He too have attacked mentally a few times while I was working along with the Pale skin female that drives the truck Navy 1.

(3) When the Employee (Kha) sprayed Mace/Pepper Spray, at this place of Work. that day, an Asain (Chinese?)male ( today he was driving Gray Quest Van license plate- (7A/V 7879) left out of the Restaurant. As he walked of the Restaurant, He yelled “ We Got It.” (3?/ possibly). That day, I had was casting out the Coe-worker (Kha/ Black/Negro male over 25 years? of age who “Imply,” to be connected to Free Masonry & other)several times with the help of my Carribean Elders ( Moorish Angels). That day when the Asain male left, a few minutes later, I was told to go on break. then (Kha) sprayed Mace/Pepper Spray soon later.(Acts of Terrorism)

(A) Today 11/15/16- Around 1:30pm He started (Kha) to sing, R Kelly songs. One verse ..( My Mind is telling Me No!). Then he would “Imply” thru body language a sexual act. His voice would reply over again. (Acts of Terrorism).

(B) Today 11/15/16- I stayed focus, on my job, It seem I started to feel a head ach slightly at the parietal region. the pale skin Navy 1, Charlie, Regulars were there. I was thinking I drank too much caffine. The Head ache had stop for a little while Maybe 20 minutes later, a “Black/Negro male customer came in the Restaurant, speaking about someone having a Head Ache. Then all of the sudden the Head Ache started again. I now think someone was attacking Mentally , The same as Attacking my Genital(Sacred Womb) and calling it Eating.

11/14/16

This Morning I awoke from being Attacked mentally in my dreams. There was a guy who looked like Dewayne almost but was not. It wasn’t sexual but odd. I had the dream after I awoke, and Prayed for Protection from the Negros/Black(Female/Male). There seem to be Negro Males walking around our room using words of engagements like at “Burger King,” from the Negro Males over 55 years of age. After My angels protected me..Casting them out.

(B) I notice an Asain Male kept trying to attack. I have heard(black males/females) speak of the Chinese, Indian, Muslim as though they are relying on my son Imani Gray-Bey and (I)Rhonda Arrington-Bey to feel so Scared(Fearful) that we go running into One of them(usually Free Masonic/eastern star) or churches; When all them are working together.

© The Asain who looked from “China,” kept attacking mentally. All of the sudden I heard a Loud Voice from one of my Angels stating “China,” has lost all Credibility and is apart of “Acts of Terrorism.” Then I noticed, the male and female voices around the room ceased for awhile.

(D) The Asain Male continued to Attack a little while later. The Chinese or others from Asia/India(Pale skin American & other nations) are known to use the “Negro,” to perform “Acts of Terrorism.”

At Work

11/14/16 When I arrive at work, I say Good Morning to my Manager(P). She soon begin to Attack Mentally/Spiritually. I have cast her out a few times, but was trying to stay focus and maintain my energy.

(10:00am) (K) comes into the place to work.He begins to attack mentally. I cast him out with the Assistance of my Angels. All of the Sudden (P) started to behave as though He was doing something wrong. (She tried to engage visually(eye contact) and shake her head. She and others are great Actresses when it comes to demonstrating “Compassion or emotions.” Remember she attacked just a few hours ago. (Psychological warfare/attempting to break a person).

10:30am i go outside to have my break. I choose to meditate. The Manager(P) while my eyes were closed meditating start to Force Engage Mentally. Also the (khal) and a Pale skin Male who sits at the table with the negro males that “Imply,” to represent Free Masonry and the Military(Navy).

(E) 11/14/16 I am working Approximately 1:30pm, The owner (Jan) comes into the job. While I am mopping the Floor, she starts Force Mentally Engage. ( I cast her out while Mopping her floor)Then I noticed a Pale skin male comes into the Restaurant that has a Nasal Canula hooked up to him. He seems like he going to pass out.  The Negro Male (Charlie) comes to the Counter. Then (Khal) starts singing a song “I AM GOING TO TAKE MY TIME.” “I AM GOING TO TAKE MY TIME.” Then I kept hearing his voice say this over again. This is “Acts of Terrorism.” Psychological Warfare.   The Manager (P) and the owner (Jan) starts talking out loud in the office. She and the Black/African American/ Negro manager (P). are speaking about someone Paying for someone, and other code words. I continued to work.

A)License plate(Z83934?) (11/14/16) A black/negro male look over 50 drives a white pick up truck(Z83934?). Sits at the table with the regulars. He has forced engage Mentally several times at my place of rest. I have to cast him out. the last time he drove a car with the licenses plate beginning with (A) Maryland

B) Asain Male(China) (license plate-820M292)has forced engage mentally several times.(I with the assistance of my elders) he looked to be over 50. On camera he looks harmless.

C)93/Z 4546 Licence plate Green Truck

Update 11/12/16

11/11/16- This Morning I awoke around 6am. A Black Male seem to have tried to Molest me sexually with a bald Head( Spiritually). I awoke Immediately. My Angels seem to have Awaken me Immediately. I saw Angels(Carribean Angels/ Moors) Fighting to keep other Spirits from attacking also casting the Black(Negro,Brother) Out. I Forgive Him

(B) All of the sudden Middle Eastern Males, Looked to be from India, Pakinstan, Etc.  that Region, https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4 Kept trying to Engage mentally. My Angels help to keep them off of me and out of my Mental Space. I Forgive Him

© Remembering hearing the voice of KHalid(saying I am inside) but I was able to Cast his Spirit Out with my Eyes opened. I forgive Him

D)That night, Paleskins(Male) that I have seen at my place of Work, also Engaged After I would not allow (Black, Negro Brothers) to engage Mentally. I had to cast them out as well. Many of them seem to Imply to be(3) Free Masons or Eastern star in a Negative way.I forgive them

11-10-16 8:00pmImani Arrived at the room. when He arrived the people from Next door room 118 where I saw a “U.S.Military Male,” ( He started shaking the door knob as I walked by the room one morning.Then he Actually opened the door as I walked by, so I could see him (possibly) he didn’t come out of the room. He was either Spanish or Pale skin Male). When Imani Arrived, A male and female voice started to make noise in the room 118. The male Voice said “Relax.” I forgive them

3:00am I awoke to hear the voice of my Co-worker Telepathically (Khalid). He sound like he was Talking to someone. “He started to speak of someone “BEING INSIDE.”of someone else. When I awoke, I felt his presence on the Right side of my Temporal part of my brain Strongly. I started to Cast him Out with my Eyes Close. As I was doing this, My eyes started to Jumb where I couldn’t do it(This could be a form of trying to Block). I opened my eyes and I was Able to do it with Strength. As my Eyes were Jumping Continously ( A form of Trying to Block), The female Voice in room 118 Started to Say “ I love YOU.” So close to the Wall I could hear. I have also heard the Male Voice sound like he was chanting in the Middle of the night in room 118.

11/09/16-While Working

“ True Acts of Terrorism,”  

Too many times, That which Black/Negro American will say, “Stop Her,” “Block Her?” “Watch her,” They speak of someone being Sold, or Shot, Rapine,”Why?” would anybody that is suppose to be of Asaitic descent want this. They usually have the ‘CODE, Imply (3/Free Mason& Eastern Star) Considered Chattel Property by Constitutional or an (Other), and are connected to the U.S. Military or Foreign Governments.

1:18pm Wile working, I noticed a car in the Drive thru with North Carolina licence Plates the word “Navy,” going around the plates (1520?) As I was documenting someone Yelled, “Lay Down!” remembering the same group(Black males/Negro “other”55+)charlie etc, has been coming into the restaurant, force engaging Mentally, some has represented themselves as being connected to the U.S. Military& Foreign Governments. I have been working there since June 2016. https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4

9:00AM(random) Many times the word “Brother,”(3) is yelled at the place where I lay my head. A visual of a Black Male(possibly an other) would appear. He usually has a Bald head and brown skin. This too is an “Act of Terrorism.” These Brothers/3(others) are consider chattel property by Constitutional Law and the U.S. Military along with foreign Governments are involved.

10:00 am The Employee (K/Black/Negro male/other), when a Black male or female Force engage mentally, I cast them out, He is able to place a visual of his hand or Arm mentally, to block me from casting them out; or protecting myself. I can still do it, but I have to concentrate. Usually it is a Black male/female that  Imply(”Free Mason-3/U.S. Military) . Those that are consider slaves/Chattel Property, by Constitutional Law and most likely/possibly an (Other).

10:30am approximately, While I was in the Bathroom, (K) the male black/Negro employee, Forced engage mentally, while I was working. This is a form of Terrorism. He also attacked Several times while I was sleeping last night. He is connected to the U.S. Military  ( he is possibly and other) and to the Demon Spirit. https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4

11:15am Asain Male YNT 671? License plate. He force engage. (P) the manager starts speak of someone “Taking It.” Usually this is a code for “Rapine,” of someone. I forgive them

11:44am-There is a Big pale skin Male who sits at the table with the “Black males,” that represents U.S. Military,Foreign Governments, He has forced engaged Mentally too many times to count. Remembering the Restaurant is owned by a woman from China, and a Pale skin (American male).

11:58am An Asain Male comes into the Restaurant Someone say, “Thats Peace,” License plate states (240988?). He too has engage mentally forcefully. Many Asians from Asia have forced mentally engage while I was working at this Restaurant that is owned by and woman from (China) and a Pale skin white American.  

12:40pm the male Charlie(He is there every time I work. Force mental engaging), that has come to the restaurant with the pale skin White american female that drives, the Truck that has the license Plate” Navy 1,” has asked me to place money on the counter instead of his hand. I have spoke to the Manager (P) about it. Today, He said place the Money in his hand.

12:47pm 2 Black women came into the Restaurant. A pale skin male start to speak of the government. I heard someone say, “Can I help You?”  As Khalid was taking their order, out of the blue one of them says, “Watch her.” They too seem to be connected to the co-workers. etc.  

(A) All of the sudden (P) Manager started to speak into her conversation of someone going to “JAIL.” I forgive them

1:40pm A pale skin (white american)woman who seem to know (P) & sits near the table with the group(black/negro males)  that is connected to the Military& (3/Eastern Star?) force engage mentally. She has come into the restaurant several times, & Attack me Mentally while I was working. I didn’t cast her out but waited to see, how long she was going to force engage. She attacked for over 15 minutes. I also felt the presence of the Foreign Demon Spirit that could be from Pakinstan or India   .https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4 at the same time she was attacking. The Demon spirit seem to be working with Asains, Black, pale skin, female and male Free Masons(U.S. Military).(P) the manager seems to be connected to the U.S. Military. I forgive them

2:00pm approximately, a Black/Negro male people call Peanut( Clyde) (D/employee) knows him. He has come to the restaurant, and forced engage mentally as well.

2:41pm while I was taking an order, A Black male step up to the counter. As he stepped up, he said, “Stay,” Then I felt my Vagina Contract. This is an ability those that have the “CODE,” can do. He looked to be over 40 years of age.

93/Z 4546 Licence plate Green Truck Is there almost every day. Forced Engage Mentally

Asain Male licence plate (YNT671?) forced engaged Mentally while I was working

11:58am Asain Male( 240988 licence plate) Forced Engage Mentally while I was working

2A169Bor8? Negro male- Forced Engage mentally while working

2Bf 0944 Blue Pick up ( Black Male is there almost every day I work. Forced engage mentally

It seem  that the chip that was forced in my head is able to cause me to bite my tongue without me doing it. The Black males along with the manager (P) seem to be getting help by that which is able to do this. (Acts of Terrorism)

My Manager is a woman who name (P). She is an African American/ Black according to constitutional Law. I work among a male who seem to be African American (k) as well. I also work among other women who are African American/ Black according to Constitutional Law. At this Restaurant that starts off Minimum Wage, I work among those from Mexico, and South America.  Many of them seem to represent the number (3) or that Science, Group.

My son Imani and I Know we are among those who look Like us but are not the same, and or have receive a “Code,” that cause them to be Telepathic Artificially and obviously in “Too,” cases behave as “Savages.”

10/3/16- One of the Regulars Black Males that comes into the restaurant almost every day I work is name charlie( I have told him several times, I am married). He too has forced Engage Mentally while I was working. He too has Attack me while I was resting at Extended American Inn, mentally.I forgive them

(A) 10/3/16 I spoke to the owner about him and his Attitude when he is not able to personalize his greetings with me. The owners seem to know him. After I spoke to the female owner from (China) about Charlie, maybe 20 minutes later, I was told I couldn’t wear my National headress at Work anymore. I have been working and wearing it since July 2016.  My Nationality is Moorish American.

11/07/16- While I was sleeping at Extended American Stay, I had a dream of the Asain, Male who seem to be forcing, Sex upon me. I didn’t feel any thing or satisfaction. In the dream it seem as though this Asain Male was encouraging others to Force Spiritual Sex upon me while I am sleeping.

11/7/16- I arrive at work at 8am approximately. Maybe a few minutes later, some of the Regulars appeared that force engage mentally. About an hour later, 6 black males that have been coming there since I started working there had arrived. some of them represent the Military. They all looked to be over 50 years.

The boy (K) arrived that sprayed the Mace. He engage mentally forcefully. The Black female Manager (P) attacked several times mentally last night. Her daughter arrived at the restaurant 9:45am, (11/7/16)with a child(baby) in her arms. She begin to force engage as well mentally. I didn’t not defend myself. I wanted to see how long she was going to attack with the Baby in her arms.

(A)The boy (K) arrived I noticed before I stopped working, I started to chant about Unity with my Moorish. Then I started to hear the boy (K) sing a song by R Kelly that he would sing out loud( mentally). The Song is about Sex. As I was preparing food for the Customers, I started to hear him sing,then he started to move, his pelvic back and forth. This is the boy who Sprayed Mace or Pepper Spray.

(B)

Some of the Regulars Black Males over 50 that sit at the Table forceengaging mentally while I am working and trying to earn Money Licence plates

1) A black male brown skin, with glasses, 52k 192? Gray Pick up. This Black male has also attacked while I was sleeping at American Extended Inn Mentally.

2) red Pick Truck “Black Male,” 50931. He too have attacked Mentally while I was trying to Rests at American extended Inn.

3)Black Male- He has attacked several times while I was working at the Restaurant. He usually gets his food and leave. He look to be over 50 years of age. His Truck is Black with the licence plate “JASON,”

4) African Male comes into the restaurant. He would start force engaging mentally. He too also forced engaged,  while I was sleeping mentally. He drove a car with the liscence plate 2cr9067 golden brown

5) A pale skin woman who drives a truck with the liscence plate Navy 1 comes into the restaurant as well almost every day I work. I seen her and Charlie arrive together

93/Z 4546 Licence plate Green Truck

Awakening Mu’ur Documentation while working to earn money and Re-claiming Her Birth-Right and Inheritance. Implementing Abraham Lincoln’s executive will, 13/20. Fact or Fiction(rough draft)Documentation While Working to earn Money at  which is owned by a woman from China and a Man who looked to be Pale skin.

My Manager is a woman who name (P). She is an African American/ Black according to constitutional Law. I work among a male who seem to be African American (k) as well. I also work among other women who are African American/ Black according to Constitutional Law. At this Restaurant that starts off Minimum Wage, I work among those from Mexico, and South America.  Many of them seem to represent the number (3) or that Science, Group. My son Imani and I Know we are among those who look Like us but are not the same, and or have receive a “Code,” that cause them to be Telepathic Artificially and obviously in “Too,” cases behave as “Savages.”

11/5/16-When I first started working there, I was so happy. I started working there in June 2016. The African American Manager (P), didn’t give me an interview, like most. She hired me right away. I started to notice each time, I arrive at the Restaurant to work, the same group of people would be sitting at a table at the Restaurant.

They mostly looked to be African American/ Black males who seem to be over 50 years of age, and some Representing the Military. Almost every single day I arrive, they would be there or come soon after.  There is a pale skin woman who drives a car that Represents the U.S. and the Navy. They seem to also Represent the Number (3) as well by implying to Represent a Science or Group.

ONE DAY, I NOTICED THEY STARTED TO SPEAK OF FORCING A PERSON TO RECEIVE A “CODE.”I noticed some customers would come into the Restaurant with Children in their arms, that seem to have the “Code” would still Attack Mentally. Some of these Customers, obviously don’t care about the Children who have the “Code,” because it is obvious they know I will cast them out, Mentally if I can. So Some are using these Children that have the “Code,” or don’t care enough about them to be protectors.

USING PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE There is a African American/Black male(Co-Worker)(K) he looked to be over 25 years of age, who also seem to be representing the (3) and possibly ( an other), who constantly Attack Mentally. It is obvious he is being paid possibly, to perform these Acts of Terrorism. When I started to cast him out mentally, He would begin to sing (R&B) music, which them would Replay several times mentally. Note: Remembering the Group that Represents the Military that sits at the table every day Mostly (Black Males over 50 & Represents (3)). I am 43 years old and my Nationality is MOORISH AMERICAN.

THESE “ACTS OF TERRORISM,” ARE ABOUT DISCOURAGING AWAKENING MOORS/MU’URS FROM RE-CLAIMING THEIR BIRTH-RIGHT, NATIONALITY, INHERITANCE, IMPLEMENTATION OF ABRAHAM LINCOLN’S EXECUTIVE WILL AND THIRTEENTH AMENDMENT WITH ITS 20 SECTIONS. THESE ATTACK OF TERRORISM ARE COMING FROM THOSE WHO LOOK TO BE MOORISH AMERICAN BUT ARE UNDER THE STATUS OF AFRICAN AMERICAN, NEGRO, BLACK, COLORED ACCORDING TO CONSTITUTIONAL LAW AND SEEM TO BE A REPRESENTATION OF THE NUMBER (3) A SCIENCE/GROUP.

There is an Attempt to Engage Forcefully by These African American/Blacks (3), who are consider “Chattel Property” and possibly Others. They are being helped by those from the Military, Indian from India, Asians, Pale skin “American?” Once again, They represent (3) Science/Group and are considered Mostly by constitutional Law Chattel Property.

CHEMICAL ATTACKS (ACTS OF TERRORISM) One day, while I was Casting them(customers, co-workers) out mentally, A Customer who seem to be a regular came into the restaurant. He is from Asia. He walked out of the Restaurant, As he walked out, He yelled, “We Got her!” then Approximately 3 to 5 minutes later, The African American/Black woman (P) (Manager) Told me to go on Break. I did. Approximately 2 minutes Then I started to Cough and Sneeze. I looked outside the door and I saw the African American/ Manager female(P), vomiting, along with other Co-workers.  I had to leave out of the building along with others. I ate my food outside. When I came back in the Restaurant from Break, the African American/Black male (K)(Possibly an other), said, I apologize for Spraying Pepper Spray or Mace. SIMILAR BEHAVIOR IN NEW YORK Soon after I started working there, I started to hear them use some of the same “Code,” Words as N.Y. The group that sit at the table, mostly “Black Males,” over 50 years of age, have tried Forcefully to engage mentally Several times. I worked hard to cast them out. There have been those From India who have forced Engage as well(Males). At first I thought it was Isolated. Then I noticed Those African/Black Males & Females, the Indian males, asains, pale skins as well and some Mexicans that came into the Restaurant were working together.

I noticed those that have the  “Code” that are not Like Us (Moorish Americans,) in spirit, gives them abilities to invade mentally, while sleeping etc. I thought the Attacks by those who looked to be from India & Asia, being Isolated, ..https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4  , but now The Blacks/African American(3) , have shown to have been working along with them to cause “Fear,”. Also it seems they know they purpose to Encourage (MOORISH AMERICAN) to Relinquish their Attempts to Re-Claim Their Birth-Rights Through “Acts of Terrorism.”The African American/Black Female Manager who Represents (3) or imply to be apart of a Science/ Group

The African American/Black Manager Female who represents (3), has Tried almost every time I arrive to engage Mentally Forcefully. I had to cast out her Spirit too many times to count. Then I started to realize she was engaging Forcefully at the place where I live or rest. Engaging  mentally. While I was sleeping etc. I don’t know why she thinks this behavior is okay.  I start to notice, the customers who start engaging Mentally(Forcefully) as well. Especially those that were ���Males,” African American/Black, Indian from India, Asains, pale skin(American?).She seem to encourage the”African American/Black Males(possibly an others) to engage or Imply some form of Rape or Molestation. They use the word “BROTHER,” A LOT.

When I would not allow her to engage mentally, she became more Aggressive, and others that would come into the Restaurant. She along with other Coe-workers have forcefully engage mentally while I was a the place where i sleep. https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4Her daughter has into the restaurant with her child in her arms and also have forcefully engage mentally. They I am going to protect myself casting her out. But it didn’t stop her.Others have come into the Restaurant with Children in their hands that also have implied to have this “Code,” and Have Attacked Mentally.

Some obviously don’t care about the Children/Others, that also possibly have this “Code.” USING TACTICS TO CAUSE FEAR

The unclean Spirit that looked to be from India ..https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4 , would Engage mentally, a pale skin male, a Black male at one time, while I am working and trying to earn money. After they are finished, The “Black Americans male female would start using words such as “Can I Help U” when they arrive, in the Store, or the manage co-workers. Once again, this is about Awakening Moors Re-claiming their Birth-Rights and Inheritance. Nov 5th, 2016 plate “JASON” I forgive them

ONE DAY, I NOTICED THEY STARTED TO SPEAK OF FORCING A PERSON TO RECEIVE A “CODE.”

I noticed some customers would come into the Restaurant with Children in their arms, that seem to have the “Code” would still Attack Mentally. Some of these Customers, obviously don’t care about the Children who have the “Code,” because it is obvious they know I will cast them out, Mentally if I can. So Some are using these Children that have the “Code,” or don’t care enough about them to be protectors.

USING PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE

There is a African American/Black male(Co-Worker)(K) he looked to be over 25 years of age, who also seem to be representing the (3) and possibly ( an other), who constantly Attack Mentally. It is obvious he is being paid possibly, to perform these Acts of Terrorism. When I started to cast him out mentally, He would begin to sing (R&B) music, which them would Replay several times mentally. Note: Remembering the Group that Represents the Military that sits at the table every day Mostly (Black Males over 50 & Represents (3)). I am 43 years old and my Nationality is MOORISH AMERICAN.

THESE “ACTS OF TERRORISM,” ARE ABOUT DISCOURAGING AWAKENING MOORS/MU’URS FROM RE-CLAIMING THEIR BIRTH-RIGHT, NATIONALITY, INHERITANCE, IMPLEMENTATION OF ABRAHAM LINCOLN’S EXECUTIVE WILL AND THIRTEENTH AMENDMENT WITH ITS 20 SECTIONS.

THESE ATTACK OF TERRORISM ARE COMING FROM THOSE WHO LOOK TO BE MOORISH AMERICAN BUT ARE UNDER THE STATUS OF AFRICAN AMERICAN, NEGRO, BLACK, COLORED ACCORDING TO CONSTITUTIONAL LAW AND SEEM TO BE A REPRESENTATION OF THE NUMBER (3) A SCIENCE/GROUP.

There is an Attempt to Engage Forcefully by These African American/Blacks (3), who are consider “Chattel Property” and possibly Others. They are being helped by those from the Military, Indian from India, Asians, Pale skin “American?” Once again, They represent (3) Science/Group and are considered Mostly by constitutional Law Chattel Property.

CHEMICAL ATTACKS (ACTS OF TERRORISM)

One day, while I was Casting them(customers, co-workers) out mentally, A Customer who seem to be a regular came into the restaurant. He is from Asia. He walked out of the Restaurant, As he walked out, He yelled, “We Got her!” then Approximately 3 to 5 minutes later, The African American/Black woman (P) (Manager) Told me to go on Break. I did. Approximately 2 minutes Then I started to Cough and Sneeze. I looked outside the door and I saw the African American/ Manager female(P), vomiting, along with other Co-workers.  I had to leave out of the building along with others. I ate my food outside. When I came back in the Restaurant from Break, the African American/Black male (K)(Possibly an other), said, I apologize for Spraying Pepper Spray or Mace.

SIMILAR BEHAVIOR IN NEW YORK

Soon after I started working there, I started to hear them use some of the same “Code,” Words as N.Y. The group that sit at the table, mostly “Black Males,” over 50 years of age, have tried Forcefully to engage mentally Several times. I worked hard to cast them out.

There have been those From India who have forced Engage as well(Males). At first I thought it was Isolated. Then I noticed Those African/Black Males & Females, the Indian males, asains, pale skins as well and some Mexicans that came into the Restaurant were working together.

I noticed those that have the  “Code” that are not Like Us (Moorish Americans,) in spirit, gives them abilities to invade mentally, while sleeping etc.

I thought the Attacks by those who looked to be from India & Asia, being Isolated, ..https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4  , but now The Blacks/African American(3) , have shown to have been working along with them to cause “Fear,”. Also it seems they know they purpose to Encourage (MOORISH AMERICAN) to Relinquish their Attempts to Re-Claim Their Birth-Rights Through “Acts of Terrorism.”

The African American/Black Female Manager who Represents (3) or imply to be apart of a Science/ Group

The African American/Black Manager Female who represents (3), has Tried almost every time I arrive to engage Mentally Forcefully. I had to cast out her Spirit too many times to count.

Then I started to realize she was engaging Forcefully at the place where I live or rest. Engaging  mentally. While I was sleeping etc. I don’t know why she thinks this behavior is okay.  

I start to notice, the customers who start engaging Mentally(Forcefully) as well. Especially those that were “Males,” African American/Black, Indian from India, Asains, pale skin(American?).She seem to encourage the”African American/Black Males(possibly an others) to engage or Imply some form of Rape or Molestation. They use the word “BROTHER,” A LOT.

When I would not allow her to engage mentally, she became more Aggressive, and others that would come into the Restaurant.

She along with other Co-workers have forcefully engage mentally while I was a the place where i sleep. https://clyp.it/rcjdbva4

Her daughter has into the restaurant with her child in her arms and also have forcefully engage mentally. They I am going to protect myself casting her out. But it didn’t stop her.

Others have come into the Restaurant with Children in their hands that also have implied to have this “Code,” and Have Attacked Mentally. Some obviously don’t care about the Children/Others, that also possibly have this “Code.”

USING TACTICS TO CAUSE FEAR

The unclean Spirit that looked to be from India, would Engage mentally, a pale skin male, a Black male at one time, while I am working and trying to earn money. After they are finished, The “Black Americans male female would start using words such as “Can I Help U” when they arrive, in the Store, or the manage co-workers.

Once again, this is about Awakening Moors Re-claiming their Birth-Rights and Inheritance.

ABRAHAM LINCOLN

The Thirteenth Amendment of the The Constitution of the United States

Ratified : November 18, 1865 by ¾ of the Several States

Section-16

All Conspiracies in any State to interfere with lawful right in any other State, or against the United States, Shall be Suppressed; and no State, or the people thereof, shall withdraw from this Union without the consent of three- Fourths of all the States, expressed by an Amendment proposed and ratified in the manner provided in Article 5 of the Constitution

Section -17

Whenever any State wherein Involuntary Servitude is recognized or allowed shall propose to abolish such Servitude, and shall apply for Pecuniary assistance therein, the Congress may, in its discretion, grant such relief not exceeding one hundred dollars for each person liberated But, Congress Shall not propose such Abolishment or relief to any State.

Supplemental Emancipation Proclamation January 1, 1863

"That on the First day of January, in the year of Our Lord one thousand eight hundred and Sixty Three, All person Held As Slaves within any state or designated part of a State, the People whereof shall then be in Rebellion against the United States, shall be then, thenceforward, and forever Free; and the Executive Government of the United States, Shall be then including the military and naval authority thereof, will recognize and maintain the Freedom of such Persons, and will do no Act or Acts to repress such (P)ersons, or any of them, in any efforts they may make for their Actual Freedom

(The United States Constitution of America 1787) Article 1/ Section 8/ Clause 4

To establish an uniform Rule of Naturalization, and uniform Laws on the Subject of Bankrupties throughout the United States..

Rhonda Arrington—Bey and Imani Gray—Bey We as Mu’urs( One of Light) Moorish Americans have belief, faith, and fruition that we can only serve one God. We do not support abide by Treaties that are made with the enemies of ALLAH. The enemies of Love, Truth, Peace, Freedom and Justice, nor do we condemn those that do. So we forgive. We derive our Power from The (Holy Koran Circle 7 chapter IX, verse 22/ Chapter XXXV, verse 23—28, Chapter XLVII, verse 15,16, 17) The Koran Questions for Moorish Americans 70,71,72,73,90,91, (Revelations Chapter 13, verse 8,9,10,16) Revelations Chapter 12, verse 11, 12 ( Mathew Chapter 13, verse 33)  Mathew Chapter 21, verse 42—44

We derived Our power from President Abraham Lincoln’s Supplemental Emancipation Proclamation January 1, 1863, Initial Emancipation Proclamation September 22, 1862, The Compensated Emancipation Proclamation December 1, 1862 , Proclamation of Amnesty and Reconstruction December 8, 1863

The Thirteenth Amendment with 20 section, November 18, 1865 ¾ of the Several States

IMANI GRAY-BEY AND (I) RHONDA ARRINGTON-BEY AS MOORISH AMERICANS REJECT THE SCIENCE THAT CAUSE MASSES TO BE TELEPATHIC AND BEHAVE AS SAVAGE (CANNIBALS)..

The Picture down at the bottom are  of  Three Women and One man who are Asiatics from Mexico. They Reclaimed their Moorish Nationality/MOORISH AMERICAN.”

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How to Be a Great Art Ally to Your Creator Friends

Slightly tweaked from my 2015 post How To Be A Great ART ALLY I’ve been having a lot of heart to hearts lately with my friends who are authors and artists and we’re all saying the same thing: It is getting harder and harder for everyone who isn’t in the top 5% of their industry to get the word out about work they are doing. Because of the way the industries are now, many artists are not getting the marketing and push that they deserve or need. Much of that promotion and publicity now falls on the artist’s shoulder. Your artist friend may have a good career, but unless they are crazy lucky, or have the “it” thing of the moment, your artist friend is probably really struggling. “What. But they have so many books out! They are on tour all the time! They are always doing some wacky play!” Sadly, about 90% of artists are struggling and barely making a living wage. Most have full-time day jobs on top of their full-time art careers. Remember, every new project that they do is like starting from scratch. For example, many of the people who I know who are not artists see all the stuff that I am doing and think that it’s going so great for me that I don’t need their help to get the word out about my books. But I do. All of your artist friends (even the most famous ones) need your support all the time. To be a great Art Ally for any of your author/artist friends I’ve drummed up a list of things that you can do. I’ve focused on books, since I’m an author, but I’ve added helpful tips within to give you ideas on how to help your music, performer, filmmaker, comic book, visual artist and indie game maker friends. 1) Pre-order their stuff. Seriously. If your friend has a book (or CD or DVD or indie game or comic book) coming out pre-order it. Pre-orders give the publishing company an indication of interest and can help with print runs. Good pre-orders sometimes help a book because the publishing company may give a book a little push with extra marketing money and publicity based on those numbers. 2) Show up. If your friend has a reading or something, go to it. “But I went to it once for another book!” That’s great! You are a supporter! But, every book is a whole new thing! (Go to their rock show! Play! Art gallery opening! If your friend is in a film/made a film go opening weekend, that’s when the box office counts. Or order it on VOD the week it drops. Or buy the game the week it comes out. You get the idea.) 3) When you are there, buy the book. “But I already pre-ordered it!” Yeah, I know. But buying it at the store or the reading helps the bookstore and the numbers and will help your friend do another reading there the next time. This is especially important if your friend is doing a reading not in their hometown. (If your friend is a musician, buy merch because that might be how they are paying for gas. If your friend is an artist, buy a piece of art because that might equal a bag of groceries.) (comics peeps put your pals book on your pull list) (etc) 3a) “But argh! This is not my kind of book. I don’t read that genre. It’s not for me. I’m not a kid/teen.” Sure, that’s fair. The book might not be for you. But I bet you one million dollars that you know somebody that the book (or other thing) would be perfect for. Maybe a strange aunt? Maybe your weird nephew? Maybe your co-worker? And remember the holidays are always just around the corner! Why not get it signed? Think of it as a back up present. You can give it at a white elephant exchange. If all else fails, get a copy and donate it to your local library or if it’s a kids book, to the school library nearest you. 4) Signal boost it. While it may look to you like everybody knows about your friend’s book, they probably don’t. Remember that we are all kind of in a bubble when it comes to social media. Authors (and artists of all kinds) are always looking for new readers/audience and you totally have a bunch of friends that your author/artist friend doesn’t know. And those friends might have never heard of your friend’s book, movie, game, music and it might be right up their alley. And those friends have friends that you don’t know. And so on. And so on. So every once in a while, if you like and in a way that you are comfortable with, an easy Art Ally action is to Tweet, Instagram, Pintrest or Facebook (or repost) something about that person’s art thing on the social medias! This signal boosting helps to get new eyeballs on the book (or art thing) that your friend is doing. 5) Review it / Rate it. Perhaps you are on Goodreads? Or perhaps you frequent Amazon or B&N or Powells? If you really are a fan of the book (or art thing), a simple way to help boost your friend’s work is by giving it a star rating or a review. (For musicians you can do this at those places as well. Also you can add their album to your streaming site and rate it! For films rate it on Netflix if it’s there! For games there are places to do this too!) 5a) For books, on Goodreads it’s also helpful if you add it to your to read shelf. It’s both helpful before the book comes out and when the book comes out. So if you haven’t done it already, go to it! Add all your friends books to your to read shelf. It’s not too late! 6) Make sure that it is in your local library branch! Libraries are the biggest purchasers of books! An author wants their book to be read! Libraries help with that! Maybe you are librarian? Or someone super close to you is a librarian? This is where you can really help to get it on the library radar by making sure that it is on the order list for your branch or for your system. Sidenote: Many libraries are too poor to purchase books this is a great place for you to donate that extra book! 7) Many books have reader guides or teacher guides. Are you a teacher? Or is someone super close to you a teacher? If you love the book, consider using it in your class! Or if not that, you can donate the book to your (or your teacher pal’s) school library or classroom library for students to enjoy. 8) Book Club it. If you have a book club, suggest your group read your friend’s book. Or maybe just have a one-off book club and get a group of your friends together to read your friend’s book. If your friend writes for kids, do a mother/ daughter or father /son book club with a group of people. I’m 100% certain that your author friend would be delighted to come over (or if they live far, Skype) to discuss their book with your book club. (for musicians you could host a living room show at your house) 9) Ask your art pal to come in and speak! Maybe your school or library has a budget to bring in a variety of guest speakers for classrooms or assemblies? Your friend would be perfect for this. If your institution has no budget, you can still ask your friend to come and speak! Lots of authors have sliding scales and can organize a way to sell their own books and that can offset a pro bono visit. Also, it will help them to get new readers. Being an art ally is all about getting new audiences for your arty friends. (Your other artist pals would make great classroom / assembly visitors as well.) 10) Vote and Nominate. It’s possible that there are lists that you can vote on or nominate your friends for that they may be eligible for and deserving. This could be anything from your local publicly voted on thing to a list that is for professionals which you might be. It’s easy for everyone to remember to nominate the big best sellers of the year or the debut books that are getting the big pushes. But there are many midlist books that are wonderful and get lost in that shuffle. Make sure to champion the midlist! They really need help to be seen! (This is the same for all of your artist friends. There is always a thing that is going on where they can use your vote or nomination. You’ve gotten those emails / updates.) 11) Hand sell. Maybe you are a bookseller? Make sure that the book is on the shelf. And then, when and if you love it, hand sell it! You can also help by making sure that the book is still on the shelf once it’s sold. Many stores don’t automatically re-order a book if it doesn’t sell more than a certain amount. If you are not a bookseller, you can still hand sell by just talking up the book to people. (Talk up their music, game, comic, play, and movie.) 11a) If you work in retail anywhere and your pal is a musician and you like their music: Try putting their album on at work! Who knows? Maybe someone will ask you who that swell band is? Your pal may gain a new listener! 12) Support their Indiegogo or Kickstarter or Patreon. For your other artist friends who are making movies, plays, albums, comics, indie video games support their crowdfunding or patreon effort. Really. You can totally afford the $5-10 level (even if you think the project is lame.) for a crowdfunding and $1 for patron. And it will really help them and boost morale. 13) Be a good literary citizen. If you are an author, remember to be a good literary citizen. Promote yourself, but also do stuff for the larger literary community. Participate and include others. There are many things you can do. You can organize events. You can pitch panels. You can show up to things. You can volunteer to be a judge for things or to moderate panels (be a good moderator if you do.) You can write essays about other works. Remember to extend past your own inner circle of friends to include people who you might not know. Being an artist is very hard. There are many ups and downs in a career. At some point everyone goes through a hard time and needs help. Avoid the cool kids table mentality. Be kind. When you are on the top, don’t forget to keep helping your community. Diversify your literary and artistic world. (Other artists, you know what this is in your own field. Art citizens for the win!) 14) Invite your friend over to dinner. Or buy them dinner. Or have a potluck. Everyone could use a good night out with friends and conversation. It’s a spirit booster. No lie. You have the power to be a great ART ALLY! Champion what you love. From all artists everywhere, I thank you for your support!