My memory was knocked out on a voyage to see the nuclear detonation area, or areas. I went to see one or perhaps two detonation areas on the USS Reid FFG 30. It was highly toxic and I fear it is in range of Los Angeles to contaminate seafood. Ironically it was an Italian Fisherman's daughter who was from Los Angeles in San Pedro who witnessed the blast directly.
I was tortured in 2001 for my investigative journalistic work and the war I witnessed at the FDIC in 1999 and 2000 in California. I also caught a Sheriff who was thief in Alabama in another audit and investigation.
I have included a ;house talisman and painting. I will describe it to you. It is the famous Queerest of the Queer painting. It has two layers like a living cell with sealed death. On the top is a picture of the nuclear bomb of 1983 as the sun and in the sea is a headless and dead sailor and on the shore is a USS Reid FFG 30 sailor the Dier Fag who was called homosexual on the computers. There were several of them and there was a small uprising on the vessel when the computers and guns were tossed overboard. That was before the nuclear blast and the post op transsexual dier fag with a vagina like a dog is leaving a skid mark on the lawn of Los Angeles. Strike one judge of the Gestapo sect controlling D.C. through LA, That one is for you.
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Daily Foreword July 23, 2014: As my memory comes back on two nuclear areas or contamination zones in the USN in 1983, I have to reconsider how innocent I was and how the nuclear bomb zones were viewed by myself and others on the USS Reid FFG 30 Bridge, or pilot house as many know it. There were two bomb drop areas that we covered. I was exposed on the first and second bomb. On the first bomb or contamination area a bubble came up from the ocean. Many men had to swab the decks later but I was excused because I was already glowing with radiation.
On the second I mistakenly brought a cup of coffee to the bridge where I was soon ordered to dispose of it. I missed the call not to drink coffee on the bridge and was stopped after a half of a cup. I have had thyroid swelling since the incident and tumors and more. I am often threatened in California to this date and have been harmed there in 2001 and later as a result of my contact with the enemy of USA servicemen controlling the Los Angeles Courts with hidden hands from D.C. . I think some of our shipmates may have been executed in 1983 on the base. Their government on the West Coast views many of us as there enemy. But D.C. has control.
A Hawaiian ambassador told me that I should apply for a job at the prior FDIC chairwoman's bank from 2001, which is in Hawaii. I am often threatened in California and many factions are at war here. Many liars and cut throats. My verdict is not to kill unless killed. There are imposters and many threaten us and our families. I think their real estate is a bad bet. Not only is it radioactive but the factions are at war with each other and we are nothing as individuals. A war for the minds where all logical thought is lost would render people infantile and easy to control. A voice from the dead asked me to ask our captain from the USS Reid FFG 30, "How many people did the missiles fired from the USS Reid FFG 30 kill in 1983 captain? We fired missiles the weekend before the nuclear barrage in view of Los Angeles. .
My painting the Queerest of the Queer was originally on San Francisco but after analysis and recovery from the stroke condition, I have determined it is a nuclear sun blast, a headless sailor, a post op transsexual Dier FAG of the FFG 30, our shipmate, rubbing a skid mark of feces from his canine shaped vagina and ass. Strike One he howls, as it is the Blind Dog that is the Los Angeles populace. Blind or your tongues cut out or both?. Logical thought, a river away. A Day In The Life, the Beatles, Music.. I was told I wear this website like a target or those opposed to me use it. What they don't understand they will discover or re-learn time and again.
Daily Foreword July 22, 2014: The comedy of life is that it ends as it began. I may go to a Hollywood Meetup for comedy because I want to tell a sad comedy. I picture the guy with the old guy who my family says look like me. A ventriloquist puppet of an old pissed off man, so in a sense, the other half brained reflection. We can cover all of that sh-t we call life. Is Kurt crazy? Why is Kurt laughing? The shit you are smoking is radioactive. Welcome to Southern California. One Week in LA County Jail and you are one Chinese chicken, two daze the weak so LAVA sorry. Bare Naked Ladies One Week (music youtube)
A terrorist act warning should be given to those in the USA that the government sells guns to people in wild excitement and they terrorize innocent gun owners later for simple ownership. It is a common practice. That is why I recommend avoid those terrorist areas or finding new methods. There is no mercy among piranhas and that is how those foreigners in police and government judge robes treat us common Americans. They import Chinese Assault Rifles by the thousands to a closed down Long beach Naval Station for resale. Meanwhile this veteran who witnessed a nuclear disaster area left from Terminal Island in Long Beach in 1983 and was radiated and owned guns before and after enlistment. I now discourage due to torture and maiming by factions at war against the common. The final comedian will say in an effeminate voice, I saw the tird fall from Yahweh's ass. I have contacted the Mexican documentary kings and queens and the Peruvian government and media about the unannounced nuclear blast of 1983.
As the Navigator and Quartermaster on the USS Reid FFG 30 who was taken from navigation duties, I want the coordinates, the latitude and longtitude of the nuclear blast. CIA Factbook 1983 mentions psych ops that year. My Italian girlfriend said she thought I was dead on that voyage. I thought we were out 17 days. She said we were ought over a month or three months. I want payment in guaranteed safe medical care. I would put General Kurtz in charge of that hospital. I could act it out as a pure vegetarian.
Daily Foreword July 21, 2014: Those moments of lucidity in the dream called life, I will often follow an idea of suicide for a price and avoid the flame as close as possible. Being a dodge ball champ and first class burner and high steel walker, I thought I was invincible. Radiation taught me otherwise. The unspoken wars made me realize their time has died. We were led in like goats for the slaughter, a mimick attack. I always wondered about sacrifice by venom order.
Sometimes I ask, was I devoured? If it don't pay, don't do it. Its an anthem for the control of insanity borne of starvation and masked as human emotion. I am the devoid at times. Brain dead, seer, sear, ser meaning to be. The translucence of time and change and the harsh realities of our fragile minds. The eternal war, the worm flicking at the end of the wire. To prepare for any future war, you have to prepare for control of the mind or to stop them from controlling your mind. I was knocked unconscious and have scars and such on the skull, even being told I was an abortion survivor by a Dr. after mother was long gone. The war for the mind, the scars, I laugh now when I see my enemies crushed but then again, so pointless the average human, cooked alive and not even knowing in what he stews. To cut the wires you need space to practice pointless exercise in directing charges and such. Its a ridiculous game but guns are for ametuers and they are traps set by those who want to own your mind, and your body, and because they have you, you have lost your soul or they took your mind with it. Psychops 1983 in the Pacific against USN sailors, many now sick due to exposure. Warfare in banking deregulation starting with the whacking of the San Francisco FDIC Head at the start of the FDIC Improvement Act of 1992, officially declared deregulation in 1999. To cut the wires you will need tricks. Remember the Wire. Those of us injected are better off dead or perhaps already dead in some ways and ready to ascertain if no wires present.
The absurdity of California is in their blatant lies, much like Alabama and the USA or any public image of any nation for that matter. Someone once said I use instincts in investigations like an animal. That is absurd. I am educated like that of a Dr. and as fearless as a suicide candidate in a nuclear battle field. I was looking forward to death in 1983 and in 2000, and all I saw was a nuclear bubble from below and a shit load of radiation in 1983. I also saw a bunch of insane mayhem in 1999 and 2000 around my two favorite bosses, the ARD F DIC nuts Kenny Barbie and Sweat Ferryl. Both of their bosses I wanted to hold in my cusp and whisper, f-ck me? If so, f- me to the end of time. Don't you look forward to the jolt?. A jolt that is a dud is a dolt.
I knew a man once who was crippled by a fatal disease, a preventable disease, because his parents did not trust modern medicine or its inventors. Were the parents right or wrong? Only time will tell, but from a genetics perspective his genes would be swamped if his were the only perfect ones remaining Here is a joke, I joined the navy to save my teeth and get them repaired. My teeth got repaired then I got tumors from radiation exposure and other maladies you do not want to know. Then the dictators over banking oversight had my teeth knocked out in jail when I tried to stop a Sheriff from starving the men in his jail due to the Sheriffs thievery and I was investigating murder in the banking regulatory business. I could have had it so easy, perhaps, perhaps not. Their lies, our naivete, swim in radioactive water, its not just a job, its an adventure Karlson, if you are alive. Lost and Found bs. California is like Alabama in its vicious ways. I laugh at Armegeddon and say, get parc glowa soup?.
The loss of the Glass-Steagall Act turned the USA banking system into a clay pigeon that will be baked for shooting and harvest daily until it crumbles. Imagine holding your breath in a financial war and you are hooked up to the head out there somewhere beyond the border. The blood does not flow like it did. The dictators we have are demons remote and sometimes I see a plane go down or a murder and I ask, were those bastards and bitches killed? Sometimes I see a poor bastard running for his life and the news says he has done something. You can never tell really. For many of us this world is Hell. Beware of California. Its prejudices are no different than Alabama. The world is at war for many of us, maimed at birth, let the mercy bus ride. I saw a gun advertisement for assault rifles in Merced California on the highway. Do not own one. It is an idiots weapon. Our enemies among us either kill us with them or incriminate. It is the California Gestapo and D.C. Gestapo way. Let it rain bullets they say. Just one thing. They will kill you in California. Never trust their military. They are not defended here.
In Queer Speak, Get Soup. Po us teg, teg which means fair which translated means ria or where the waters come together. The beginning the middle the end. Human species eats lead now and then in the ebb and flow of the river.
Daily Foreword July 18, 2014: Recently I joined a Hollywood Meetup for comedians. Kurt Brown Dirt Brown Like a Clown From A Hole In the Ground. Can I be your childhood friend? I have allegedly survived an abortion and I have survived two nuclear blasts, one fairly close, neither disclosed of which I am aware. I have developed cryptic speech with the dead, one.
My memory started coming back from a forced injections stroke by federally approved officials. The injections in 2001 and 2004 and the memory coming back completely in 2014 from the stroke induced by those forced injections. The nuclear bomb in the Pacific viewable from LA in 1983 and from the USS Reid FFG 30 bridge wings afterward during the following week. The banking wars during deregulation in 1992 and 1999 and 2001 was mayhem and madness and murder. I was put there because I am not right. They know who to hire and when. Smart enough to go in and dumb enough not to turn back. That is me.
As my memory came back it was like a reel in time, from 2014 to 2001, then to 1983, then I remembered the claim that I was an abortion survivor by a Dr. Then I remembered before the human species, the indifference, the knowledge. The human species is sad and pathetic. The smartest mind cracks the atom and gives us nuclear war. We know we want to kill each other or have sex, we are cannibals with appetites beyond carnage, carnal knowledge. The travesty is that nuclear bombs and radiation have a tendency to crack the genetic code of all subsequent humans and mathematically will be spread in greater percentage of disability across the entire human genome.
I truly felt sorrow and honored when I recently saw a Japanese Rock Band with Yimoshiro Imawano play Summertime Blues, a song protesting nuclear power plants, and one of the guitar riffs was on my exact guitar and with my notes from one of several songs I have written. The gun emulation by the guitarist in a way shows how different bullets are from radiation alteration of the human genome, or a complete DNA set for a human and for the human species in total.
Comedy on the USS Reid FFG 30 the Dier Fag WW 03 was throwing guns and computers overboard and calling each other queer.
Daily Foreword July 17, 2014: Without healthcare that is safe, many of us are hopeless under the government curfew. Many of us are better off dead since birth. We should form our own groups and avoid those traps among us set by the predatory sect for their own profits. The only law that ever mattered was the most basic of the bare boned orthodox laws. We have a nation of venom instead of a nation of healthcare. The USA is a disparate place and many of us are at the bottom of all things, some are in the middle, and then there are those at the top of their various factions. A factionalized Earth. Was I hit in the head with psych ops in 1983? The tumors and such were always downplayed and almost seen as not to be mentioned by those in federal healthcare. Before you pick up that pen to sign with that government, you may consider a shortcut and put a gun to your head or tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree and slip away like a buttered bean.
Daily Foreword July 16, 2014: For those of us who invent and discover, many of us are called insane. Mathematical proofs and evidence make our claims irrefutable and even then we are called insane. Galileo Galilei was jailed for heresy and called insane by the government types. I have pulled out the Betz Equation as it relates to the timing of nuclear blasts and I have theorized the space construction and earth warship of the future and present, the Yu Zhendong. Both are detailed on this site.
Like a man in a braille box I search for answers in the unknown. I began to realize that names turned around and numbers as well, inside queer speak could be revealed. The USS Reid FFG 30 became the USS dieR Fag WW 03. As I pondered world war 4 I searched for and found the USS Halyburton FFG 40. Therefore renamed USS KNot Rub Yah FAG WW 04. It is ironic not to rub the USS Halyburton since the Dier Fag was radioactive after 1983 and our nuclear voyage. Cooked in my shoe soles. I picture myself as the lone guinea pig on the bridge of the USS Reid FFG 30 while the ship ran on remote control to the detonation zone in the Pacific viewable from Los Angeles. I could have called the ship USS Knot Ruby LA FAG WW 04. The captain said we fired exploding bullets and mumbled we might as well be firing shit. Oh Ruby.
Daily Foreword July 15, 2014: For many of us in the USA, the government has become a ruthless advocate of terror and profiteering against us. Many of us veterans were put into a nuclear zone without the government telling us how much radiation we were exposed to in 1983. Also when I was seeking medical care at Flagstaff Medical Center in Arizona I was knocked unconscious and maimed in 2004. It started due to my investigating government crimes and criminals and I was first tortured in Los Angeles California a few years earlier and put on the hook by our enemies in California and D.C. federal government control. Many of us federal bank examiners were outcast or murdered without notice or altered in some fashion and journalists are often now killed if freelance investigative journalists. I came to realize in federal banking regulation that money is the root of all evil and large sums of money bring the most advanced evil that money can buy, cutting edge weaponry and tools used for deception and the other factor is collusion. Also the modern soldier is obsolete. I encourage you not to jump in.
I recently saw a TV commercial for the US Navy and the old slogan that lured me in came back, "It is not just a job, it is an adventure." My response is go AWOL. The water the US Navy seal was swimming in was radioactive and as he lurked in the water, they cooked his nuts. That is what happened to many of us on the USS Reid FFG 30. I used art to bring back memories of a nuclear blast, a blast I had forgotten due to the stroke induced by those in power in the USA government who forcibly injected me in 2001 and 2004. I have a claim pending for radiation as my memory returned on the USN radiation voyage in 1983. My tumors were there within a year of exposure and the birth defects of children were there after 1983 for myself due to radiation. In 2004 I was knocked unconscious with forced injections for no reason other than torture disguised as healthcare at Flagstaff Medical Center in Arizona. They may have made it so I can not have children or they may have put a marking tag or done other things to me. We are enemies with the dictators over predatory capitalism international.
If I was guaranteed safe healthcare, I would work for a dictator by slitting the throats of those who tried to stop us from obtaining health care and not torture and abuse and maiming. When I was young I feared nuclear war, but deep down I had a feeling by the time I was old I would welcome global nuclear war. It takes away the suffering if amped up against the beasts of the Earth and their suffering convicts at birth.
Daily Foreword July 14, 2014: In my travels I perceive characters. Mt. Diablo is one of those places I perceive the Indian part of my father speaking to me about the white man and all of those who surround the Indian in this now savage land. Father says to me from on high Mt. Diablo, "F-DIC Son with a quarter in your pocket, the world has gone mad. Fracking rockets killed the electronics through the Tectonic plate leading to Westwood where you were tortured at LA VA Westwood by a federal agent. I told you not to trust the white man. Our war has yet to begin again. Yet we are dead at an early age, often crippled at birth by radiation in the food and air and through those torturous forced injections as you received by those federal employees in Los Angeles and those state officials in Flagstaff ordered by the federal officials in Los Angeles and D.C. The white man has made the mountain mad as it is red today, the land is dry and on fire like never before. It is time for me to go back over the mountain from where I came. "
I reply, "I saw you today father and they maimed you before you were born and then you died young and yet, you live in my mind on Mt. Diablo". My father replies, "Read speak freak, queer speak, the head, the explosion the blind dog that is Los Angeles." I reply, "you are speaking of the Queerest of the Queer painting I crafted into a house talisman." My Indian father replies, "Yes, the painting is fit for a New Orleans whore house. You should put it on the bedroom wall and let post op trans sexuals mount you from the top. Ram it in". I reply to father, "Ghost rider father? Is it good father?". Father replies, "you must always wear a condom with post op trans sexual men. Their legs are strong like a bull and their breath is twice as bad and their mouths are large like their anuses." I reply "Father I hear a song in the death valley." Father replies, "Of course I kid you son, New Orleans does not have post op transsexuals in abundance like San Francisco where the blind and the erect are often deceived until it is too late. Lets go East anyway son, and the path does not lead to a New Orleans whorehouse of post op transsexuals for you my wandering son, lets follow Ruby. (youtube music link) and make more young.
Daily Foreword July 11, 2014: The USA should be avoided if you can do so. We were over run. Many of us were born maimed, as far back as I can see, starting in profusion likely in the 1940's and by the 1960's we were the second generation to get hit in a row, or a roe, depending on perspective.
I was put into a nuclear fallout, or bubble up, zone in the USN in 1983 and was not compensated or notified of the horror of it. I had to be awakened by a series of horrific events and the final recovery of my memory. I want to be sick and puke in the government's face and those who harass me in American society. We are injected forcibly when seeking healthcare and robbed, especially if we struggle against tyranny under the regime. The wealthy areas are often hostile to the poor unless you have a job such as maid or gardener. Many attack each other for pay in the crowded areas of the South West. They are paid while we bleed. There is always hope for the end, drought, plague, famine, nuclear and micro-organism contamination and cleavage of the human genome to nothing. Beware of California, sadistically attractive and equally ravaging. The USA is controlled in most part externally.
When young I realized I have always had premonitions or hunches about things really. The Earth is a living Hell from our perspective, for many of us, from before birth. I am as indifferent as a holocaust camp inhabitant.
It is odd how I used my art to uncover subconscious memories cut out by stroke from forced injections and torture. I am in a horrible state really. A rut, a hole I can not escape, except perhaps, a miracle, and miracle's don't happen when things get mean. The Queerest of the Queer Paining on Quatrains 1 shows a dual layer painting. The underside is my mind crushed but alive. On the top is the manifestation of the nuclear blast 1983 viewable from LA, the decapitation of heads and the emptying of bowels both in the USA military and in the USA federal banking regulatory industry, particularly the F-DIC head circa 1992 FDICIA time. My stroke, the head, the bowels evacuating, the invading horde in government and healthcare torturing and maiming us and robbing us. The blast from the past. Beware in the USA. You are best to avoid all government and all of their government healthcare, even if it kills you. At least you won't live the lie that they care in health care. The USA is the laughable joke.
In closing a truth based comedy. I have asked a writer at the Aspens Writers Conference group to assist me in writing the sequel to the future based on the past. I have acquired the ability to influence the anti-matter, the nobody, the nothing, by linking the living test material to the dead. What is next in my memory. I have gone back in time, FDIC 1999, USN 1983, and now the failed birth the death the horizon, the bitter end. We should avoid the traps of society, drugs and alcohol but like children, their heads bent down to take a sip of the under caste, the maimed, the deformed, the augmented mass that remained of humanity. I was offered a sit down with a Hunter S. Thompson character, the author, but he is dead. His wallet so putrid in Madrid I dread Malibu.
Daily Foreword July 7, 2014: In mathematical estimation of the species probability of survival some things are simple. When I see the unreported nuclear blast from 1983 in the Pacific Ocean with a flash of light viewable from Los Angeles, I realize that nuclear contamination of food sources and the public itself in the soils and air and water may be greater than estimated. The worst problem is congenital abnormality and the wrecking of the pairing of genomes with subjugation of greater characteristics and the amplification of lesser characteristics. A train wreck of the human genome, the entire population, if 51% of the population suffers genetic alteration of their young due to contamination of a materially significant quantity, meaning a higher than ordinary abnormality rate. This could be computed against various factors impacted including intelligence and the immune system. A lesser animal at the end of the line or none at all. The same facet as the dinosaur we the humans share. The impact of radiation is the most obscene, right next to not having young at all.
You Are Always On My Mind (music youtube) Strawberry Fields (music youtube). Frankie Goes to Hollywood (music youtube). Those in power have always called mankind's true martyrs insane, and if I am insane I must be in a coma, a dream within a dream, so the children think, sow the children think, to dream, to analyze, to fetish. The adult end to the child dream or is it the nightmare sequel geneticist? Like a train hurdling down the track at 1000 mph, no remorse, no relief, no contemplation, no tracks, only insane smiles amid insane grief. Smile the Mobile Audit Club train gets no breaks, or is that has no brakes?. The insane of Southern California have always amazed me. Now their fish glow at the aquarium radioactive. The moon fish died recently as it sang to us. You Are My Sunshine, glowing there in the aquarium this glowing cow looking fish with huge eyes peering at me. It died that night, belly up they say, because the fish loved to be meat in that pin, bellow up. Dinette? Ganesh?
Either Youtube has developed technical problems or their legal team had to shut it down due to being treated like the Soggy Bottom Boys by the larger professional guillotines of mass media mayhem.
Daily Foreword July 2, 2014: In the recollection of war and the reinvention of war, I have considered the fact that wars can be won or lost and most would not know who was in charge until key fundamental changes occur, where the innocent are killed and robbed and maimed while the guilty are rewarded.
In the USA Navy the people started playing games towards the end of the Falklands Islands War in 1983 that was reminiscent of war. Our ship had a party where all were ordered to attend at the end of the war. I had seen a nuclear incident from shore and had a washdown at sea afterward when I went to see it. It was not the USA's war. During the war or at the end and near the time of the nuclear incident a British vessel was at Long Beach, CA Naval Station. AT the party to celebrate the end of the war and all sailors of the USS Reid FFG 30 were ordered to attend, a man was sitting in a chair. I asked one of the sailors where was the captain.
He pointed to an English or Argentinian or some other person in the chair. It did not look like the captain. I left. Afterward years later I began to think of ways to alter facial appearance. A hologram effect of another persons face as your face with imbedded strata and some surgery to bring about change, including fingerprint replacement if possible. I never saw the Spanish bastard again or the English Bastard or whatever he was. He was not the captain and thrust his groin at me. At first I was insulted, but now I think he was telling me our nuts had been cooked at sea during the nuclear voyage. I have a radiation claim pending in 2014. The other federal bastards knocked me into a stroke in 2001 or 2004.
The use of nuclear war is absurd because it is a bullet that shoots through many generations to come if the radiation impacts the testicles or the ovaries in humans. I think God draws the line as to how close you can get to the divine ones and he does so by imparting knowledge to a select group or species to see what occurs. If you do not past the test you are just part of the machine I suppose.
Daily Foreword June 28, 2014: Recently I was offered a chance to meet a Chinese emperor I was told, his yacht there and his concubine leading the way. I think it was a rouge with a guy in a boat, Doc Fang. Bank Of China can contact me at email@example.com I may soon borrow a Chinese phone book converted to English and pair names for quasi mechanical mathematical contraptions like Yu Zhendong, a weapon capable of detonating CHA units and moving data bits like magnetic Chinese checkers. Yu Zhendong equals Xu Chaofan plus Xu Guojun. It was the explosion I witnessed on December 7, 2004 in Oklahoma. It was likely the second nuclear explosion I have witnessed, if it was nuclear. The first was viewable from Los Angeles in 1983. We were like Riders On The Nuclear Storm.
How long was I asleep Captain? I thought we were out for 17 days but it was likely over a month. Was I strung up while out like a Dier Fag while others were being executed or lost at sea on their little rubber raft. "Karlson is lost", that was the exclamation on the bridge in 1983. Suddenly the signalman was found and now he has MS. Psych Ops, its a flashlight up your butt that blows your brains out after it shuts the power off aboard the Dier Fag WW 03 aka USS Reid FFG 30. In the movie Catch 22 the man who is lost is Snowden. For a moment I thought Karlson was dead, but I did not know we were both being shot to pieces, microscopically. I drank coffee that glowed radiation obviously as I am now have tin goiter or malleable neck. The captain once alluded that the real war was above and he pointed one finger to space on a falsely lit but bright sky. My Italian girlfriends words to convince me not to go to work after she witnessed the blast, "It looks like y'all lost." A movie scene in present, Beverly Hilton hotel, girlfriend in room with coffee, "Karlson is in the lost and found" "Ketchikan or catching the can." She replies, "Ketchikan karlson facebook".
Daily Foreword June 28, 2014: As I grow older I now see the USA as a large lie, especially to those such as myself who are native to the nation and who have sacrificed themselves in various occupations. Due to the criminal activities of those at top, I now see military ranks in families and communities in the occupied areas as being more fruitful than working for the USA military. I encourage no abortions among our people also. In the imperfect world, it does not exist. Mankind is a predator by nature. Predatory capitalism does not need to exist. I would support a military dictator to right us to the cosmos. I would rather welcome global war and extinction than genetic degradation and torture and maiming when seeking healthcare and abusive dictator who has paid gorillas of the predator capitalist sects. We are a maimed species.
Daily Foreword June 22, 2014: Having discovered that psych ops were being used in 1983 in a CIA Factbook report with reports of a close call to the Third World War allegedly with Russia. I was in the US Navy then and I now am having memory recall that others may not have. My brain is not right and is a growth sort that can withstand compression of some sorts. I was alleged abortion survivor so things are a little twisted, like a conch shell, large in one hemisphere and twisted and smaller on the other. Imagine the strength of the one arm in the one arm man, imagine the weakness in the other arm, and you will see my brain and why I am reporting these things that may pertain to a hidden war, or just another attack on USN servicemen or the people of the Earth in general.
Some things are solid provable facts from the USA in the USN in 1983 and the FDIC and the USA between 1999 and 2001 at the FDIC where I worked and immediately afterward. I know on the USS Reid FFG 30 we were taken into a field of radiation at sea, or a smog bank of it if you want to call it that. However some parts are shaded, and could be from nightmares while being tortured after FDIC employment and investigating Sheriff Jack Tillman, thief. I remember being on the USS Reid FFG 30. They would not let us sleep. I only slept when subjected to radiation and then I am not sure if there were assassinations or war as I slept. I remember someone holding something up while I was in the pilot house and they told me to touch it and in a state of delusion I thought it was the ships balls and I thought it was a joke, wrapping my arms around it, but something was out of place. We may have been hit. The USS Eldridge and the Philadelphia Experiment do not match the other harsh realities of this nightmare. I want the entire FDIC management in San Francisco replaced, especially that cigar smoking clutch. Its your money stupid USA. You took the accountants out in "deregulation which really started with the FDICIA of 1992 and the Early Resolution Clause.". The USA walks through a crowd, their money on their clothes and they did not count at the start and at the end of the day they say they saved money by not hiring accountants and using proper accounting practices.
Daily Foreword June 20, 2014: I have contacted the Long Beach Press Telegram to warn them of the nuclear blast I witnessed and viewed from San Pedro, California at Los Angeles Harbor in California in the year 1983 during the time of the blast and the following week from the USS Reid FFG 30 also known as the USS Dier Fag WW 03. The children will be stupefied if they come in contact with what I call hot sand. The radiation shoots through the testicles like a shotgun causing deformities in the young of the young men and the women's fate is likely no better when ingested in fish. I have suspected this same calamity on the Gulf Coast of the USA for years due to genetic anomaly. From a psychology standpoint, the people of the USA live in denial of what I present and others witnessed. My memory was knocked out and tumors were ignored by military VA for some reason in the middle 1980s when they first started growing on my body. I suspect foul play and murder and deceit, and if nothing else, "Psych Ops" on large populations.
The effects of consumption of radiation include swollen glands in the throat and unusual thyroid related conditions. I drank the coffee while in the nuclear cloud on the surface of the ocean. The captain told me to quit if I recall. A drink to your death in 1983. When I was at the LA VA Westwood, the entire spectrum of people was there to prosecute and persecute me in 2001, and someone tried to hold the key for my release, but I had already been injected forcibly and my shoulders detoriorated. My memory was out on the radiation and the high school sea cadets who climbed on our guns and radar afterward in 1983 and I was admonished by a instructor who witnessed it for allowing them on the radiation. I asked them to lick the ships balls you D.C. Dicks, they weren't washed down.
I can't think of Long Beach without thinking about that little fag in Long Beach who called himself Marilyn uh Manson in 1983. He asked me to jump onboard his moving caravan and I chose not to. Take it from a Dier Fag, if you are in the USN and a drag queen is going to suck the Dicks socks to get you to the top, then you are above D.C, you are A.C. I like the Man That You Fear, his quote "you will see", now laughable then but insane in money now. So here i Mobscene.
Daily Foreword June 17, 2014: Any war the alleged USA regime wages is, "not our war". We are the outcast and the maimed in their predatory capitalist society. My memory is returning from chemically forced stroke after working in the USA military and at the FDIC and as an investigative journalist and invention discoveries ( Yu Zhendong and the other is the Betz Equation power assumptions and apparently timed and coordinated nuclear blasts, Tsar Bomba and Castle Bravo used in calculations.)
The USA is controlled by an external dictatorship to ourselves. I have a true joke. Recently in a military port city in California I saw some young marines running in formation in short sleeves and short pants and a large yellow belt around their abdomen. At first I thought it was a fashion statement like a true Dier Fag would wear. At Los Angeles County Jail the inmates who wear the yellow shirts in 2001 are called the insane but not too dangerous bunch and many are given drugs during their stay. Those who kill in Sumer wear red. It is as foretelling as the wrinkle across God's hand. A cross triangulation translation by a Dier Fag Quartermaster Gargoyle and former FDIC bank examiner with two nuts, Barbie Kenny and Sweet Carol, a blonde and a brunette at the F-DIC.
As I watched the boys run in their tough yellow belt I heard Allah play a tune, "Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree" Youtube music and catch the bus Gus. 50 Ways to Leave (Youtube music).
If those who block us from government and equal rights and safe healthcare are attacked, then hail to the victor, the bottom fell out. Torture and labeling by the federal Mexican and Asian and Gestopo syndicates in Los Angeles and California and D.C. and Alabama government. I recommend a travel advisory around the California coast due to radiation and hostile local predators, just as Martin Woods of Hermes Forensic Solutions urged people not to travel to Mexico.
Imagine an invading international force on American soil and the chaos that would be created by some Americans and others from the other side who are employed by the invading force. Today I heard a joke that Iraqi's had stolen guns from a police station and American troops were sent in to kill those who stole them. AWOL G, C RAP, DIER FAG. Protect the Iraqi people from the radiation while you are there. Bring Geiger counters and warn the people if things are toxic from the war that has been waged recently.
Daily Foreword June 16, 2014: Below is an ode to the sailors like myself maimed and cast to the bottom. I make jokes because we are still alive for now, some of us, but for how long. Death is contagious on the USS Reid FFG-30 in the nuclear haze outside of LA in 1983. It is absurd to serve their military. I say if you plan on having children you should pick up a gun and blow your nuts or your head off before you join, because your children will be hurt as many of ours have been harmed by radiation or other weapons of war, radar, etc.
Ode to a dier fag, "Ode to a dier fag, your nuts cooked at sea in a bag, the FFG was faster but not as fast as a quick fried nut by a Dier Fag. Ode to a dier fag, the computer had a van gogh red listed as giving head and homosexual to the fed, so over the computers and guns gone went. The captain got mad cause the dier fag went mad, and the captain lost his favorite slut, his nuts cut off and his puss like a mutt. Ode to a dier Fag by the Quartermaster once with two nuts at the F-DIC. Ode to a dier Fag, half the crew's nuts gone, oh if you knew what I knew, half of the entire Fag brigade behind the nuclear screw. Oh dier Fag, Pacific Grieve. My Italian girlfriends words were in San Pedro California, after she witnessed the nuclear blast. "It looks like y'all lost that one. I don't want you to go to the base today". Ode to a dier fag, I should have listened. Tie me up, call me PARC GLOWA and I will reply " AWOL G, C RAP. Square head square hat, see you enmasse, PARC GLOWA DIER FAG".
Immediately after the nuclear voyage in 1983, some young sailors of the future, high school age, the Seaman Cadets, came onto our vessel and they were climbing around the guns and such. I remember an instructor coming up to me from the group afterward and he shook his head and said they had to stop the tours of the USN Vessels. Dier Fag material was always welcome by the captain, as he would stick a radioactive cane pole up a child's ass if the D.C. Dicks thought it was ok for the Dier Fags. The men on the homosexual list found on the ships computers were to be exposed to radiation on the USS Reid FFG 30.
Daily Foreword June 14, 2014: I like to make a joke of suffering. As children, we children of the 1960's and before and after, have suffered under knowledge of an impending war of a nuclear sort. Picture this scene: the apocalyptic child of god who was born with one side of his brain crushed to the other in an alleged abortion attempt or a strike through unknown war is having a conversation with God. The Child says, "God I am scared of a nuclear war". God replies, "By the time you are old, you will welcome it." That child is speaking from within me Many of us have been tortured by those in power and maimed. Many have no mercy. I begged the government officials in control not to harm me several occasions and they enjoyed it and some made money from it, lots of money
The fall of the banking industry as we knew it in the 1990's and I believe we were hit in the USA in 1983 and I was exposed to radiation in the USN near Los Angeles in the Pacific and suffered severe consequences, unimaginable by most. It makes me pity the innocent who were among the Japanese nuclear survivors. The end of humanity is heinous but that is the end, lets hope, and not a whimpering lesser animal in the cosmos, a being that was higher up the food chain and higher up in divine thought. Radiation impacts both the parent and subsequent children.
We should applaud attacks on those in the South West USA governments and in healthcare who intentionally harm us with forced medical torture techniques and those in D.C. who call the shots or where ever they are located.
Daily Foreword June 14, 2014: The USA coastal areas near California witnessed a nuclear blast in 1983 although it is unrecorded. I witnessed a flash like a camera flash over the horizon from Los Angeles and my girlfriend saw more of it directly, and later I saw the radiation area from a USN vessel, the USS Reid FFG 30.
The greatest mistake I have ever made was enlisting in the USA military in the early 1980's. I have suffered radiation sickness and tumors and have stopped reproduction due to exposure and knowing the effects. Other sailors exposed are in wheelchairs or dead and if they have children they are often deformed or retarded. The first warnings for myself was tumors, thyroid gland swelling, the third was rash, and the fourth was compromised offspring. The government never officially warned us lower enlisted men about it. We were like children led to be sacrificed. The USA has a CIA report saying that Russia was in a warning state for 1983 when missiles from the USA were detected but the silos were not firing on the satellite photos. The CIA report said nothing about nuclear submarines firing missiles or ships firing missiles, which we did with wild abandon on our new vessel that year of 1983 in the Pacific Ocean. Those in power omit information for deception.
When I was young I drank beer and wine and vodka. I think it impacted my mind and made me insane and depressed enough to join the military. I encourage the young to avoid the traps set by our enemies in power, inlcluding Anheuser Busch. Do not drink booze. Do not join the military. I stopped drinking but I can not stop the damage of radiation.
If presented with the only option of employment and advancement in the USA military, I would recommend taking a short cut in the matter and save yourself and any future children any harm from radiation by picking up a gun and blowing your brains out.
I was tortured and maimed and labeled many times when seeking government healthcare, VA and state hospitals in the South West USA, from 2001 to 2004, and they had permission from D.C. just like when they stuck my ship in the middle of known radiation in 1983.
I will support a military dictator if he can guarantee I will not be harmed when I seek VA or government healthcare. .
Daily Foreword June 13, 2014: Considering the lies of the USA now leave many of us poor and as slaves to others and our children maimed due to toxins or warfare manipulations, we have to assume that the true leaders of the USA are dead or silenced. Unequal laws and unequal justice and lies and deceptions by those in control of the government and the media leave us outcast and beat down.
I am Kurt Brown former FDIC bank examiner in 2000. Since 2001 my shoulders are deteriorated by forced injections by a gestapo sort at LA VA Westwood who was part of the international entourage of torture labeled as health care at the LA VA Westwood in Los Angeles. He injected me forcibly with the permission of the local international gestapo in control of the Los Angeles Courts and approved of by the Gestapo sect in control of a portion of Washington D.C. .
Due to hostile acts upon the federal banking regulators, I believe many veterans were hired and hostile forces within had us removed.
Daily Foreword June 10, 2014: The nuclear bomb was 1500 to 3000 miles from San Pedro either going West or to south West in 1983. In memory recall and in calculations I have discerned that the nuclear bombs flash over the horizon in Los Angeles which I and my girlfriend witnessed in 1983 was in the distance at 1500 to 3000 miles. We Our ship traveled at maximum 30 knots usually. Therefore we motored our gas or diesel engines a total of three to four days before we hit the hotspot, A radioactive area at sea in which bubbles were still coming up from below. I was told to take a washdown. I had no idea of the ramifications. I believe that we lost in some way. Maybe the day I signed up for the US Navy. Many hate you in Lo Angeles like an invading force and slice each other and us to pieces when they can, of course D.C. pulls the plug, so who is control now spike? Who cares. We are headed for a meltdown in many proportions. The formal command structure and the informal command structure are alleged to be different in our society. That may save us or it may be a whimper of one or the other in its passing.
In comedy, I have proposed a sitcom on our vessel as viewed from my dark side, that of comedy in war and peace. USS Reid FFG 30 became the Dier Fag WW 03 after the captain became angered over his name being on a list of homosexuals passed around by the government and those who he claimed had the intent to demoralize the men. The captain is alleged insane, much like Marlon Brando in Apocalypse Now. But I have followed him and his insanity like the journalist from the movie Apocalypse Now and I think is more sane than John Wayne. I am the Quartermaster and the two things I wanted from the Navy was to get my teeth fixed and to be the journalist for World War III if it went down.
I know whats going down with the captain the boat the war the illusion and the delusion and the boat's loaded with missiles and bogging down on departure from Long Beach Naval Station until tugs pull us out to sea on several occassions. The "Dicks" as the called them in D.C. cut the power on the boat remotely several times. They cut the power when the captain unloaded the arsenal on the targets he had chosen with select international commanders. The informal President said, "You better watch the f-ck out man, this is a trifecta war on three levels, the mind, the matter, the Messiah.
Daily Foreword June 9, 2014: Ironies as I unfold the time from recovered memories. Like a burn victim whose legs are covered in gauze and whose mind is held in a halo of spikes, the USA and I awaken from the terrible plights and fights and spikes.
In reality I remember being taken off of navigation duties before the nuclear voyage in 1983 out of Long Beach California Naval Station on the USS Reid FFG 30. Not much later into the voyage, the captain gave me the option to jump ship onto an island where we had been going back and forth nearby. His words were, "I can't believe after Vietnam they are taking me into this sh-t". I was a risk taking indifferent and suicidal young man of no fear really but on that day for a moment I wanted to be back on the bayous of the Gulf Coast. In 1999 a war was breaking out at the FDIC Roseville also in my opinion as an older man, a fellow FDIC bank examiner, fled and told me to quit. I did not flee but stayed. I think I had forgotten about the nuclear bomb 14 years earlier. Did they do something to us in 1983 or have I just now realized the impact? I do not encourage others to have the bulldog mentality of life or death because in modern war they leave you maimed and labeled and your future children disfigured.
A sadness hit me and then indifference as the USS Reid FFG 30 set course for the deeper ocean in the Pacific Ocean heading away from Southern California. In a way, I was glad I would not have to set sail on the USS Reid again if we were killed. That is the upside to Bullsh-t. I seem to remember looking on the radar screen and asking if nuclear haze would show on the radar. I looked at the radar screen and a wall of haze was to one side of us as our diesel engines were at full throttle. I was then given bullsh-t duty for asking questions.
We had a power outage on one voyage, all systems went down. We were sitting ducks. I did not know if it was a drill. I wondered if we were hit or if D.C. shut us down due to our missile silos firing off missiles. On the nuclear voyage or before that one we were so loaded with missiles that our boat drug bottom and pushed up silt as we departed the channel at Long Beach Naval Station. A huge African American was the engineer below on the engines and the power station for the ship. I never understood how a 7 foot 6 inch man weighing 500 pounds could make it through the hatches and doors below in his work area. I would wager he or others are really sick with cancer if they touched the contaminated water from outside the ship. I would wager he is dead if he was exposed very much. I would like to have him wrestle Sheriff Jack Snatch The Fairy Possum Tillman of Mobile Alabama in the afterlife and I want to watch. I betz a whole quarter on the big guy, 100 to 1 odds, I betz on Godzilla (Music). A signalman of higher rank once told me everyone on the boat was insane. Ode to a dier fag also my dier friend as it was official that it was a ship of fags as listed on the government computer that was thrown overboard with the handguns and rifles and such. I may have a Meet-Up in Los Angeles for those who feel they may be radiation victims. Desperately seeking photos and eye witnesses from 1983 in Southern California when the nuclear bomb went off within view of Los Angeles where I witnessed the flash with a witness. Attorneys are invited for those Tort Claims also. Is it insane to be a sweet carol? Toot sweet carol?
Daily Foreword June 7, 2014: I do not believe most or any thing of what I hear from the USA government and others. However due to the nuclear bomb I witnessed in 1983 from Los Angeles California and hotspot viewable in the Pacific Ocean when my ship arrived over bubbles from below and radiation, I have to hear what the government has to say and then analyze from my own experiences and observations. Because the government never recorded or reported the nuclear blast, I have to make further assumptions based on these facts.
I saw birth defects and the effects of possible radiation in the North Gulf Coast area of the USA during the 1960's. Did we have a nuclear bomb unrecorded as well? I would say a 50% probability.
According to the CIA report the Soviet government in 1983 allegedly viewed their electronics which registered a missile attack from the USA and inbound and in the air. No missiles were being fired at the USA silos so the Soviets allegedly did not fire missiles in return. The Soviet man reading the radar allegedly saw large clumps of high level clouds resembling missiles on radar. We had fired some missiles on a prior voyage on the USS Reid FFG 30 the week before the nuclear blast I witnessed as a flash, likely an explosion from underwater, when I was onshore in San Pedro California. I witnessed a similar cloud anomaly on USN radar in 1983 while navigating the California coast and Islands on the USS Reid FFG 30 where fog banks would appear as land masses. As an aside, Would nuclear haze register as a land mass or incoming missiles on radar?
The bubbling up from the ocean from the obvious point of impact and the radiation was pointed out by the USN servicemen on the vessel and I and others have paid dearly. They should have told us everything and had us wear protective gear on the nuclear voyage. We are nothing. Their wars are likely covered up lies. The victor slitting the throats of those who had fallen and the victors lay silent laying plans and actions. Many years later in the year 2010, " Why are you here?", the obscene plasticine rabbi asked me.
I as a former USN Quartermaster and later a FDIC bank examiner should have said, "So I can learn to recount things after having a stroke and enduring the American holocaust". But the funny thing was, many memories were gone at the time and the stroke and its cause and exacerbation was soon to be remembered. I was about to be taken from a stroke condition in which I am still going back in time in memory. When we recollect things and events we go back to another time and place in our minds or others minds. I have recovered much thanks mr rabbi and friends.
I often wonder if some of our sailors were executed at the base prior to the nuclear voyage. A court martial in a sequestered base or a sequestered or conquered nation? A strange skit by apparent English sailors or Italian was on our ship. A man who looked like our fire control technician who I suspect was executed, strolled through the dining area with two large men in drag. An English voice said, "What the bloody hell?" And they strolled through. And another voice said, "If you say anything we will kill you.". I thought it was a joke. I think it was the hair pin to point to an execution and a covered up identity of a dead man. Perhaps. It has been a long time since 1983 and many wars and battles since for me.
It is my belief the electronics of systems and radio communications could be taken and redirected and various targets hit in various methods. Outer space is the deciding factor with control from inner space to assure a constant feedback scenario. In terms of weather prediction and those radar blips, I predict in California and in Oregon a 40% rainfall scenario from the time of crossing the center of the Milky Way Galaxy in 2012. I deduced this from observing a space satellite photograph of the solar system in 2012 and the density of the clouds on the previous side of the arm of the Milky Way Galaxy and the density of the clouds on the current side of the arm of the Milky Way Galaxy. The absolute drought ended in April of 2014. Henceforth 40% rain or less is my estimate for the California and Oregon areas. God removes the nipple from the mouth of mankind to encourage leaving home and going into space exploration. A time to be. Ser. Sell. Sold? Sheep out, overboard. Can sheep swim or do they just float upside down, like us? In comedia, a dier fag never swims, he just floats and farts and trolls and vomits and croaks. Singing Like a cannon ball jelly fish, "Pump My Body To the Top". Music youtube. Some sing like Stone Temple Pilots Dead and Bloated. (music youtube link)
Daily Foreword 6/6/2014 : Looks like Lucky Devil Day. Today I recall and reflect on all of those women young and old in our lives and I recall the woman in particular who witnessed the nuclear blast in 1983 as I viewed her in the window and I wonder if she is still alive in 2014. We view things differently when older. I was fond of The Doors in the early 1980's and the song LA Woman seems to fit the memory as it was that lovely day of the blast. She said, "It looks like y'all lost" when I asked why she did not want me to go to work the following USN work day for me. Shape is forme in French. I should have stayed in my own nuclear sour patch on the Gulf coast in the Mississippi mud, perhaps a Thatch hut for the toothless in La Fourche Parish with the Four Bucks. Even though I would have done it differently, fleeing the USA to travel the Earth, like Jim Morrison would agree, What a long strange trip it has been.
Daily Foreword June 5, 2014: I once was terminated from a federal banking regulator in San Francisco, the FDIC, after I filed an EEOC complaint. I told the persons at the meeting that I would shine a light over their heads. I as a journalist like doing that sort of thing. However I did not know it would be in the memory recall of a nuclear blast I witnessed from California in Los Angeles in 1983 on a hill near the Harbor. My ship went out and found the hotspot afterward. Was I hit in the head before I slept after the long nuclear wash down shower at sea? Two government men were there? All militaries are obsolete unless in space, cicrcum dictum encapsulating permeating. Meaning within and without, all control subdued to the higher power, the key word is the higher power even if translated from below or from within.
Daily Foreword June 4, 2014: It is my belief that a trade was made to have some USA servicemen executed in 1983 at the end of the Falkland Islands War. I see a strangulation of a military outpost and sequestering of personnel for set date execution. I detail odd things about a possible execution of one man who is listed below in the daily foreword notes. I a Quartermaster was offered death in 1983 most likely in the exchange. I was on the USS Reid FFG 30 and was offered duty in the Falkland Islands on the USS New Jersey or the USS Missouri, I can't recall which. I was told I would not have to come back. I do not fear death and would have taken the bullet for the missile control technician as he was younger and had more promise. I am nothing more than the wolf on the ridge.
It is my belief that I would have been labeled as killed enroute or some other nonsense. That is likely what happened to some USA service men during 1983. "My grandpappy of the lighter skin tone side of the family said in Alabama, 'Poarch Nigger that war ain't ours.'. My grandpappy Brown was right about the war and he saved my life. The part about Poarch Indian and part porch Nigger was my ancestry according to that grandpa and he was a direct descendant of General Andrew "Stonewall" Jackson but was a prison guard or police officer in Alabama. The war part was actually a warning by my father. He saved my life three times, first I almost choked to death on a hard candy, second by telling me not to drink from a strangers bottle, serial killer Randy Kraft's bottle later in life, and thirdly when he told me it was not our war, the Falklands War, so I did not jump in to the death seat. To play the devil you have to wake up and alert your naïve young.
Yesterday a protestor was arrested at Crissy Field in San Francisco with some alleged bomb making materials. Four C batteries, a green substance (?), and an electronic control panel for alleged remote detonation. It was in a square box that represented, PARC GLOWA, a catholic miter hat to a child, meaning square head square hat parc glowa, a polish translation. In true Hebrew and Pig Latin, AWOL G, C RAP. I believe he was trying to draw attention to the nuclear blast in the Pacific in 1983 and the robbing of the banking system in the USA since the 1990's. We can not believe mass media when the true terrorists hold seats of power in the hated modern third world prison state of California and the USA in general. The protestor looked funny being arrested, like a goat on a rope surrounded by police in the twilight hour of the evening near the Golden Gate Bridge. The poor guy was likely forcibly injected for his protest.
The green substance was ink for the USA mint to make more money for their government friends in the higher seats. The four C batteries were for a flashlight to shine over Uncle Sam Sweet Carols F-DIC heads. The circuit board was to show how radio communications can be cut in war. I would gladly oversee banking in the USA Treasury and FDIC but I would have to terminate and execute some known felons in power who are our enemies in powerful government seats in the USA. The time has come for war but we are beat down without a chance. In humor as in war I see big feet Ted trying to get herself a movie contract and looking like a goat. If only it were Ted and not some poor guy in deT.
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This painting was drawn while I was in a stroke. I was trying to remember what had happened to me when I painted it. I was recalling the forced injections in Los Angeles ordered by corrupt federal banking officials in 2001 against myself. I had forgotten the nuclear blast of 1983 viewable from Los Angeles. Note the blast, the blind dog of Los Angeles, the decapitated sailor, and the dier Fag leaving a Skid Mark across the lawn of LA to wake people up. "Captain is that you" a faint voice asks, so Dier Fag like. FFG Reid. -=== Dier FAG