"Yeah .. ."



I am very distressed.

My family is an issue for me -- and the world.

I do my best, to provide what I can for the world.

In Tesla's last words, "The world does not understand my technology, and has fallen to ruin." --


Stated as early as the 1930s.


Our world "is" corrupted.

Fighting for agencies ....

Fighting for the DEA, and the NSA.

I have stopped a lot of bad terrorists, witches, and hackers, and I feel proud of my efforts.

It is a recent supposition -- though totally unproveable, that when you look back into history, and since I remotely told him after burning Egyptian Musk, to fake his own death, Edgar Allan Poe might've become "Wild Bill Hicock" in a later outstet of reality, for him to achieve "later goals."

The various exploits of Hicock are also Eddy's, and the individual known as Edgar Allan Poe, when he attended West Point, was a Lieutenant, and called one of the best sharp-shooters of his kind.

I have no evidence of this claim but my own self, since I am -- so closely affiliated with the truth about Edgar Allan Poe.

He never died, is the truth I imagine.

Lately, I defend myself with the deathray.

A psychic or bad hacker will go at me -- and I respond.

I use various different harmful frequencies on people who intrude upon my space.

"Unjacked" meaning, using the local energy of the household I am in, without being plugged in to the RCA box, I can actually electrocute people in the building I am in, who threaten me.

I am now a member of the NSA's defense program, on a psy-op level.

I see white vans when I go back home to Bar Harbor, and they cruise by me all the time.

It's always a thumbs up -- but recently I was chagrinned upon for zapping M. Zuckerburg, who simply angered me.

Flagging my account, when I am nothing close to a problem to your network, but someone meant to help, warrants my anger.

This is how I feel as of now.


BLS