Alice Weidel ist die Chefin von der Partei AfD. (imago / dts Nachrichtenagentur)
The Royal Janitor
When Victoria beheld the Vice President on stage discussing politics with Alice Weidel, she blinked several times, because she looked like Starfish. Was she seeing things. Then there is a shot of the folks in the front row. Sarah Bossard responded to her lover’s introduction. Then she turned to the gentleman sitting next to her, Elon Musk. There was an exchange of knowing smiles, and now Sarah grabbed the should of the woman on her left, and whispered in her ear. Victoria – fainted! There was Starfish dressed like a chaufer, with a chaufers hat in her lap. The head of BAD knew Stsrfish was also Alice’s bodyguard.
When she got to her feet, she is hearing the newscaster tell the world, Elon Musk and DOGE want to get into the IRS computer. Now she understood what her lover meant by a Parallel World that was about to collide with the reality we know, and mesh line gears on a wheel. There is a NEW FICTION that has its roots in the teaching of Jesus Christ, that elude to the True Church. Being a Biblical Scholar, Starfish was a Trailblazer who could……….CROSS-OVER!
Victoria felt like she was on……BLACID!
Personal life
Weidel is in a lesbian relationship with Sarah Bossard, a film producer who lives in Einsiedeln, Switzerland, and is originally from Sri Lanka. Weidel lives in both Berlin and Einsiedeln and stated in 2017 that she primarily resides in the former. She and her partner are in a civil union and have two adopted children.[75][76][77]
In terms of religion, Weidel identifies herself as an agnostic.[78]
“You’re trippen, Jon. Calm down!” my inner vloice said. Then I heard this;
“You’re on BLACID.”
“What is Blacid?”
“Its the new pure-blue Aryan drug invented by the evangelical magicians who work for Fox News! Remember the liquid blue acid you took in 1966?”
“Oh! That! Can we go directly to Nirvana? Do I got to go through Pixie Hollow?”
Seer Jon
Sarah Bossard és Alice Weidel, az AfD kancellárjelöltjeForrás: Instagram/@ sarahsepabossard
CJD (Christliches Jugenddorfwerk Deutschlands) is a German Christiannonprofit organization.[1] The organization was founded in 1947[1] by Christian pastor Arnold Dannenmann. CJD is an organisation that deals with youth, education and social work.[1] Over 155,000 young people and adults every year get the chance to benefit from expert training, professional development, and support for their specific life situations.[1] CJD’s “broad range” of education, training and development programs helps primarily young with learning difficulties, such as dyslexia, or behavioral problems. In addition, the organization assists former drug addicts, migrants, refugees, drop-outs, chronically ill, highly gifted, people with physical and mental disabilities, socially disadvantaged, young offenders and youth with a past experience of violence.[1]
Alice Elisabeth Weidel (born 6 February 1979) is a German politician who has been serving as co-chairwoman of the far-right Alternative for Germany (AfD) party alongside Tino Chrupalla since June 2022.[1] Since October 2017, she has held the position of leader of the AfD parliamentary group in the Bundestag.
In terms of economic policy, Weidel argued against the abolition of cash. During the euro area crisis, she has called for economically weak states, such as Greece[18] Spain and Portugal, to leave or be expelled from the Eurozone.[27]
According to Weidel, Germany had damaged itself and was being “crushed between the major powers” with its sanctions policy against Russia. The “big loser”, according to Weidel, would not be Russia or Ukraine, but Germany, because “an economic war is being waged against Germany”. Although the Russian attack on Ukraine was “contrary to international law”, she sees no need to “interfere”, because what it ultimately meant for Ukraine and for Russia, for the division of territory, was “not our issue at all”. Putting President Vladimir Putin before a war crimes tribunal is “completely unrealistic”, according to Weidel. The hostilities must stop and Ukraine must also be “held accountable” because it cannot be “that the West accepts the Ukrainian maximum demands without thinking about it”.[44]
German churches
At the end of 2017, Weidel accused the two biggest churches in Germany, the Catholic Church and the Protestant Church, of “playing the same inglorious role that they played in the Third Reich“, accusing both churches of being “thoroughly politicized” and stating that AfD is “the only Christian party that still exists” in Germany.[56] Such statements were dismissed by the Catholic German Bishops’ Conference and the Evangelical Church as “polemics” and “derailment”.[57]
Hitler’s political views
On 9 January 2025, in a live broadcast with Elon Musk on X Spaces, both Weidel and Musk agreed on the false claim that “Hitler was a communist” in a “disinformation-filled conversation”.[72][73] During the conversation, Musk doubled down on his endorsement of the Alternative for Germany.[72][73][74]
In February 2025, she argued that the Holocaust is being used in Germany for political instrumentalization.[34]
On her father’s side, Weidel’s family came from Neustadt and Leobschütz in Upper Silesia.[79] Her grandfather Hans Weidel was a Nazi judge, appointed directly by Adolf Hitler.[80] He joined the NSDAP at the end of 1932 and the SS in January 1933. Weidel’s father was born 1939 in Upper Silesia and fled with his mother and sister to Verl (in East Westphalia) in February 1945. He founded a sales agency for office furniture in 1972 and worked as a sales representative for furniture, furnishings and antiques.[81][82]
Vance meets with leader of far-right German political party backed by Musk
The vice president met with the leaders of all four major German political parties — including Alice Weidel, leader of the far-right Alternative for Germany.
Vice President JD Vance addresses the Munich Security Conference Friday. | Matthias Schrader/AP
JD Vance met Friday with the leader of the far-right German political party being boosted by Elon Musk, according to a person familiar with the meeting granted anonymity to discuss the vice president’s schedule.
Vance met with the leaders of all four major German political parties, the person said — including Alice Weidel, the leader of the far-right Alternative for Germany, or AFD. He also met this week with German President Frank-Walter Steinmeier, and Chancellor Olaf Scholz earlier in the week in Paris.
It was not immediately clear what Vance and Weidel discussed. A spokesperson for Vance declined to comment on what Vance discussed with any of the leaders.
Musk — the world’s richest man, DOGE chief, and close adviser to President Donald Trump — has been publicly supporting AFD ahead of Germany’s snap election, which is in less than two weeks. Last month, the billionaire appeared virtually at an AFD rally, urging the crowd to “move on” from “past guilt.”
Musk — an unelected official displaying unprecedented power over the federal government, which he hopes to completely transform — has garnered intense criticism over what detractors say is an effort to influence a foreign election. But Vance on Friday hit back on those claims.
“If American democracy can survive 10 years of Greta Thunberg’s scolding, you guys can survive a few months of Elon Musk,” Vance said, comparing a 22-year-old Swedish climate activist with the owner of X and CEO of Tesla and SpaceX.
I love art, poetry, writing books, and blogging. I fell in love with this AI portrait when I lay eyes on her. I forgot about my post on the actress, Stella Strutsenbacher, that popped up in a Stuttenmeister search. Beyond uncanny. I noticed Lisa’s tatou’s right away. She said she is “Roma” which is an extraordinary thing to tell a total stranger in a bank. Our meeting could have been the opening scene in a new James Bond movie. My Bond book – keeps coming true. Below is an account of my prisoners swap Our alliance with Germany against Russia, is strange.
“How strange is it, Mr. Presco?”
John Presco
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When the threesome landed in Washington they were driven to CIA headquarters at Langley where John was fitted with a European suit and a black patch over his left eye. John was happy when a straightjacket was strapped on Starfish, he upset with her that she had made him afraid, once again. When a doctor shot her full of methedrine……
Stella is a James Bond woman -for sure! I have been looking for a female villain to test the metal of Victoria and Starfish. The granddaughter of Stella Strutzenbacher, who was a friend of Grace Kelly, Princess of Monaco, will do nicely. Stella is the creation of John Butler who is seen with my grandmother on Saint Croix Island. Mary comes from good German stock. Did Mary Magdalene Rosamond nee’ Wieneke, inspire Butler? How ironic that one of Mary’s daughter would marry a descendent of the Stuttmeister family. There is a Otto. Did Ian Fleming see this movie? Would Stella have been a suitable mate for Lord Greystoke? I love the cleft in her chin.
Starfish was full of joy for the first time since she and Victoria Bond had seperated. She had just got the highest score on the GED test, ever, and was accepted in Stanford West, the new extension built in Belmont on the grounds of the old Catholic college that was turned into a sanitarium of ill repute. Legend says there is a secret cave full of the descendants of the criminally insane. And this made Starfish nervous as she headed for her interview with the Dean of Admissions.
Stanford was tops with the new identification methods and could follow your DNA with relative ease. Starfish barely escaped the BAD examination after the Wizard had her urinated on a stuffed white unicorn. It was a miracle he missed the BAD SEED lurking inside – that is being hunted down by the Jews this very day. Is it possible – he’s still alive? Karl Janke was a Monster Pilot. How he managed destroy 32 tanks and three armored trains, is being studied by the manufacturers of drones all over the world. Starfish is the rising star in cyber-drone warfare. That she carries the DNA of Janke is……
Date of birth:February 7th, 1912 (Sparsee, Neustettin/Pomerania, Germany)Date of death:December 22nd, 1981 (Hamburg/Hamburg, Germany)Nationality:German
Biography
Flew approximately 500 ground attack sorties in WWII. In this time he destroyed (among other things) the following enemy materiel…
– A 5000 GRT supply ship – 32 tanks – 3 armoured trains – 3 important bridges
01.10.1931: Funker, 1. Kompanie, Nachrichten-Abteilung 2, Stettin 00.00.1935: moved to the Luftwaffe 06.04.1936: Fahnenjunker-Unteroffizier, L.K.S. Berlin-Gatow 15.06.1938: II. Gruppe, Stuka-Geschwader 163 – later renamed in III. Gruppe, Stuka-Geschwader 2 00.05.1940: WIA when shot down in Belgium with severe skull fracture 00.10.1940: back to his unit 00.08.1941-00. 06.1942: 9. Staffel, St.G. 2 00.09.1941: attack against the harbour of Kronstadt 15.06.1942: Staffelkapitän, 5. Staffel, St.G. 2 10.07.1942-00.12.1942: Staffelkapitän, 7. Staffel, St.G 2 “Immelmann” 00.00.1943: unfit for service as pilot due to his skull fracture 00.00.1944-00.00.1945: Major, Taktiklehrer and Inspektionschef, Luftkriegsschule 9 00.00.1950: commissioned as captain (Kapitänspatente A 4 and C 1)
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Starfish came back – in a vision of beauty. With Iran’s attack on Israel by Iran, we see nations in the Bible involved in modern warfare – the best of. Starfish is a Biblical Master. On March 15, 2024, I turn her into a psychopathy drone captain. Victoria ROSEMONT can not tell whose side she is on. Multipla nations help shoot down Iran’s missiles and drones, which suggests a HURRIED COALIYION was formed – and now what? This is the question of several Biblical Ages that have merged – in me! Only Saul ‘The Prophet King’ can see how humanity can survive. This is pure prophecy. Did the Tribe of Benjamin come to Norway. There is a real possibility Jesus, or, John, or both, had very pale eyes like my grandfather, Royal Rosamond.
I forbid neo-Nazis and White Supremist from using my information. This morning I beheld another Starfish. Are there clones? Who made them. Saul’s Prophets held ritual on the heights in Israel. Were they i touch with aliens?
“Nothing lasts forever, but a Great Betrayal.” said starfish on the other side of the safe door made of one inch stainless steer. “Take the betrayal of Netanyahu and the President of the United States. He and his Rabid War Zionists are counting on Donald Trump being reelected, and Israel can change U.S. Presidents like a pair of shoes – tennis shoes! They think they got the Christian Nationalists in their back pocket. Of course they want to see Donald installed as King of America. But they didn’t count on a million drones, and other war robots, that are being built inside Russia by the descendants of Kiev Royalty.”
Air defenses are essential to Israel’s security. Much of its population is within reach of rockets and missiles fired by Hamas and Hezbollah, as well as the ballistic missiles fired by Yemen’s Houthis. Israel, with some help from the US, managed to intercept 99% of the drones Iran fired during its retaliatory attacks on April 13.
Earlier this year, Israeli officials amended its 2024 budget to allocate $15 billion more in war spending as Israel’s war in Gaza stretches the country’s budget and tensions rise throughout the region.See more
Iran launched an unprecedented missile and drone attack on Israel this weekend.
The IDF said 99% of the 300 or so Iranian munitions were shot down.
US forces destroyed more than 70 of them, according to American officials.
US forces engaged and shot down more than 75 of the missiles and drones that Iran fired at Israel this weekend, marking its biggest air-defense battle of the six-month-long Middle East crisis.
Iran and its proxy militias launched a barrage of 170 attack drones, 120 ballistic missiles, and 30 cruise missiles at Israel in a massive and unprecedented attack on Saturday night local time, according to the Israel Defense Forces.
It was the first-ever direct attack on Israel from Iranian soil. About 99% of the threats were intercepted by Israel and its partners, the IDF said, and most of them did not even cross into Israeli territory — a remarkable air-defense success.
US forces in the region eliminated more than 70 of the Iranian munitions, a senior US military official told reporters on Sunday.
Two US Navy destroyers operating in the eastern Mediterranean Sea — the USS Arleigh Burke and USS Carney — engaged and destroyed between four and six ballistic missiles, and a Patriot air-defense system shot down one ballistic missile above Iraq, an official said.
For two months Victoria Bond, and Miriam Christling have been stuck in midair on Flight 505. They wish Brittney Griner was on the plane with them. In spirit – she is!
They visited Griner is a Russian Prison. I CENSORED myself when I removed Starfish’s declaration she was going to smoke allot of pot when they land in Portland Oregon. This morning I saw a black Congress woman get cut-off when she began to lambasted the arrest, suggesting that was part of the agreement not to mention POT ARRESTS!
Governor Kotek should found a Pot Culture Symposium that would discuss how marijuana can defeat the enemies of THE FREE WORLD – and old idea! I own a theory that a hundred Oregonians Ginger’s on pot – can move mountains! Who would believe such a thing – the dude who stole Top Secret Information from the White House? How about Prince Heinrich?
Brittney Griner has won three gold medals and compiled a 34-2 record in a USA Basketball jersey.
I told you so! Do a million evangelicals back Putin and Kirill? British Intelligence – wants to know!
It’s time to put Paul and Jesus on trail!
Seer John
Right-wing author Dinesh D’Souza used the conviction to defend Jan. 6 insurrectionists who tried to overthrow the U.S. government. “It seems like the Russians are doing to Griner what the Biden administration is doing to non-violent January 6 protesters,” D’Souza wrote. “Hard for us to feign indignation when the same thing is going on here!”
Professor John von John did not want to be dragged into a international incident, but, Starfish made him an offer he could not refuse.
“Do you want to swim with my deep Russian fish? Pack an overnight bag! Pack and extra wig!”
“I don’t wear a wig!”
“Yeah -right!”
When the threesome landed in Washington they were driven to CIA headquarters at Langley where John was fitted with a European suit and a black patch over his left eye. John was happy when a straightjacket was strapped on Starfish, he upset with her that she had made him afraid, once again. When a doctor shot her full of methedrine……
“Don’t do that! She’s crazed enough!”
“Stand back Doctor. We know what we are doing!’
“He’s not a – real Doctor! He is a fraud!” spat Starfish, who was drooling saliva like a rabid dog. That’s when two huge agents grabbed Starfish, brusquely, and led her to the helicopter for Dullas airport. Everyone was getting in character. A guard was assigned to Victoria.
When the helicopter landed next to the Ilyushin Il-96, Starfish was the first on the tarmac. She was kicking and screaming. The Russian spies lined up to board, were, enthralled. When John von John emerged, shouting orders, they knew he was ‘The Evil One’ the super agent for M-16 they had heard so much about.
“That’s him! The guy with the eyepatch!”
A reporter for Russian television moved in for a close-up! The steel-blue madness in Starfish’s eyes- sent chills down your spine!”
“Long live mother Russia! ” Starfish shouted. And a chill overcame the leader of the Russian people.
On cue, John von John came up to Starfish – and slapped her hard across her face! Then, he hit her even harder! There was a gasp from the other spies when they saw a rivulet of blood flow from her mouth, and on to her loin cloth.
“Die – you Imperialist Dog! Die!” Starfish shouted – in Old Russian.
Starfish had full sympathy from her fellow spies. But, when she was lifted on the shoulder of the giant guards, and carried up the steps on their shoulder – like a cross – there was a collective gasp when her gold crucifix dangling from her neck, caught the setting sun!
“Martyr!” a Russian woman whispered. “Martyr!” the forty spies mumbled in concert. The fearless leader in Moscow, who was watching on T.V. said;
“Bring her to me when she arrives. Get her cleaned up. Put some clothes on her. Those bastards must have tortured her, kept her in a dungeon. All she’s wearing it a tattered…….pink loincloth.”
On the plane, the agents lined up to talk to Starfish ‘The Ros Martyr’. Victoria handled the overflow. She was wired knowing the agents couldn’t wait to talk about their TOP SECRET spy missions in the U.S.
Well, I was happy here at home I got everything I need Happy bein’ on my own Just living the life I lead
Well, suddenly it dawned on me That this was not my life So I just phoned the airline girl And said, “Get me on flight number 505 Get me on flight number 505″
The Royal Janitor
by
John Presco
Copyright 2022
In thirty minutes Victoria and Miriam would be landing in Eugene Oregon. Our intelligence agents for BAD (the British Anglian Directive) were in shock and had been ever since the Librarian at Wormsley had shown Victoria the ancient genealogy of Shakespeare and the Bard’s Will that left everything to his grandson, Hart.
“When we get to Eugene – I’M GOING TO SMOKE ALLOT OF POT…..ALLOT!”
They had just visited an American Gold Metal winner in prison, and Starfish wanted to show solidarity. Victoria – fumes!
“What? It’s legal to smoke grass in Oregon!” Starfish said, trying to quench the tiny flames of fury.
Victoria looked around the plane to see who heard – THE CONFESSION.
“No one cares. Most of the passengers are drunks’ and addicts – WHO WANTS SOME POT TOO!”
“That’s it!” Victoria shouted, and – flipped her lid. She want off on her wife -dressed her down!”
“What is it with you Ukranian-Russians? Is it a genetic defect? Your GRANDIOSITY is over the top! If it’s not ABOUT -YOU – you don’t give a shit! You are NARCISTIC – as all fuck!”
For the next forty minutes, Victoria denigrated the Russian Race which was like music to the ears of the Russian spies, who curled up and went to sleep. Their significant others had launched the exact same VERBAL ATTACK! It was true. It was all – TRUE!
Am I the embodiment of Farmer – whose work is not done? Many people have laughed at me, banned me, said I was insane when I gave Victoria Rosamond Bond, a bodyguard-lover that looked like Tarzan. I begin my book with the death of Starfish.
Victoria could not believe her luck. Admiral Sinclair was being stationed in Japan and asked Victoria Bond if she wanted to purchase his Aston Martin. The second she lay eyes on it in the parking lot, Miriam wanted to drive it.
‘You don’t know how to drive!” offered Victoria, relieved that her lover was not going to get behind ‘Her Dream’ and more than likely – wreck it.
“You can teach me! I am a quick learner!” Retorted Starfish – who gave her dear friend – the look.
“Shit!” Bond said, and was now googling the nearest airport where there was always a airport road that no one uses. She found one that was long enough to get her Aston thru her gears. As promised, Miriam proved to be a very fast learner!
This post is tailormade for the City Government of Belmont, who is not censoring my posts this time – so far! I was on my way to a BIG PAYDAY – with gobs of fame with my James Bond novel – when I beheld Pussy Riot being beaten, whipped, and their hair pulled, by Putin’s Goon God Squad. My heterosexual book – was toast! I did the right thing! Play the first video with full sound, and the second video with the sound down, to know……who the real savages of the world are.
A week ago I was going to blog on a reunion at the Palace Hotel with fundraiser for ‘The Royal Janitor’. There would be a train trip to Belmont where a Celebrity Labyrinth would be made in Twin Pines Park. I would invite my Star, Lara Roozemond, and, my Muse, Rena Easton, whose grandmother was so grateful I rescued her, a Beautiful Damsel in Distress. I am so grateful to the World Wide Web for making my dream come true. I have not let my women down.
John Presco 007
Copyright 2021
President: Royal Rosamond Press
The Royal Janitor
Chapter Three
When Victoria told Starfish they were going to Eugene Oregon to track down what became of the Rose Division amongst the Habsburgs, she let out a spine-altering scrrrrrreeeee! She then shook all over, began to sweat profusely, and went into a trance. Victoria retreated, and Sharena got out from behind her desk, just in case she had to make a bee-line for the exit as Starfish made super rapid foot movements with quck turns in different directions. She would later tell the folks at BAD that this was the Lek black grouse dance she learned in South Africa where she and her father fled to get away from Vladimir Putin when he became Premiere of Russia.
“I’m going to bring my drum! This is a dream come true. My mother was born in Eugene. I’ve never been there! Screeeeeee!”
“You own a drum? Why isn’t this in the report? By any chance have you heard of John von Bond?”
“Nope! But, have you heard of the Oregon Country Fair! My Kabalak Klock is telling me this is a Kosmic Konnection made in another dimension. What great timing! We are going to enter the Royal Drum Vortex. I am forbidden to ever step foot in Eugene, but, I don’t give a shit! This is it! You’re going to see – the real me! I want you to promise you will get me back to BAD!”
Victoria came in sideways to get Starfish, she twisting this way, then that, to avoid the gyrating flesh that clung to Agent 008 like kelp in a tidepool. Taking hold of her arm, she was shocked when Starfish turned in anger, and was about to slap her hand away.
“Don’t you dare! You got to come with me – now! Professor Bond is about to give his lecture.”
Starfish let out a whimper, and was pouting. Many hands tried to pull her back into the drum circle where she was a star. An old hag came up to them.
“Can we have her?”
Starfish gave Victoria a look of, hope. Perhaps things will continue to go her way.
“I’m sorry. She’s not mine to give!”
Again there came a whimper from Their Star, who made clopping sounds with her sandals all the way to the car. When she grabbed her drum, and clicked the trunk open, Victoria stamped her feet.
“No! You have to concentrate. Now get in!”
On the way to the University of Oregon, Starfish ran into her pad looking for more info on Professor John von Bond.
“Here’s a stalking report on him. Some chic is trashing his blog. She says it’s real creepy. Let’s have a looksee!”
“Does he say he’s related to me?’
“No, but he claims he is a Comet King, heir to the teaching of Meher Baba!”
“Who’s that? Never mind. We’re here”
Victoria parked haphazardly and put her DIPLOMAT shield in the window. Starfish never went to college. This was her first time on a campus. She took in all the beautiful students. The young women took notice of her, and turned their heads after she passed them. Their was an amazing aura about her. Waves of goosebumps went up and down her half naked body. There was fine mist of perspiration that caught the last light, and were like tiny rainbows. She was electrically charged due to her amazing dancing. However, she was not happy when the beautiful young men did not even look at her. Their heads were down, their eyes locked on their phone screens. At six-two, Starfish wondered if they were intimidated.
Finally, she grabbed one, on his way up river to spawn.
“Excuse me. I couldn’t help but notice your features. Victoria raised her eyebrows when she gently took hold of his chin.
“Very symmetric. I can see your father’s profile. And, you have your mothers high cheekbones. Did you know you are half your mother,and half your father, but, it is through your father…..you find God. Did you know that?…….I’m going to kiss you now!”
Victoria made a move to prevent this kiss, but, was repelled by a powerful energy field that she put around – them. Tilting his head back, Victoria delivered a soft and sensuous kiss, that froze them in time. His cellphone fell to the walkway, but, did not break. There was a beautiful sigh, that sounded like the opening of Morning Glories.
“You can go, now!” And Starfish watched him swim away. Turning, she stopped in her tracks when she saw Victoria was blushing. Their eyes were locked. She got it. Victoria dreamed of being kissed like that. Star approached, took her hand, and they walked the next hundred yards like this, they a rarity, as holding hands on campus went out of style twenty years ago.
“I was conceived a hundred yards from here. I feel it in my bones! I was made – with much love!”
After the Professors one hour lecture, and after taking him to a Cosmic Dinner at the Bum’s Rush Herbal Salad Bar, Victoria was ready to take in an American baseball Game, and get some R&R. Her mind was turning into silly-putty. She needed to get grounded by doing something totally inane. She could not use her mind one minute more, and, had found following American baseball to be totally relaxing. She ate up pitching and batting statistics like they were vallum and Prozac. She knew where this data had come from, and, where it was going. She compared it to knitting.
Miriam seemed spent after her dance-a-thon. John had put her in her place and came close to 86ing her from his lecture after she challenged him about his credentials. She had her I-pod tuned to her favorite music and was ready to hang for a couple of hours while her partner got her jollies. But, this was not meant to be.
Finding the baseball park nearly empty, they took seats right behind the catcher. The Eugene Emeralds were having a terrible season, and were in the cellar. Starfish’s head was bouncing around like she was in the rear window of a automobile. Then, HE came to the mound, and, she froze. He froze too, in the middle of his wind-up. These were warm-up pitches, or, that would have been a balk. There was her beautiful head, hovering above the umpire. Wow! What a…..Enchantress? Dalton shuddered. No woman had looked at him that way. Does she know me?
Victoria was coming back to her seat with her arms full of popcorn hotdogs, banners, soda-pop, and cracker jacks. She noticed the dead silence, and found the source. Their deep gaze was locked onto one another. If you poured cold water om them, they would not flinch.
“Here! Take some of this!”
Miriam did not hear. When she spotted the program under Victoria’s arm, she yanked at it with a growl!
“What the….?”
“I must know his name! She let out a whimper when she read “Dalton Geekie. Oh my God. What a perfect name. It means Town in the valley – with ‘crag’. “Dalton” she whispered, and then charged into her Music Ap for just the right song – their song!
“It’s here! Thank you Jesus!” Looking up, Starfish crossed herself.
“Play Ball!” the umpire shouted, and when Dalton gave the sign of the cross across his powerful chest, Miriam’s heart went pitter-patter – KERTHUNK!
Victoria had her Em’s cap on backwards, and thought she looked pretty cute. She wanted just a little limelight. It would help if someone noticed her and gave her some flirtation. What she was not ready for, was a Christian Warm-up Mating Ritual – with a raging Psychic Empathic meltdown! Miriam’s words came back to haunt her
“I am forbidden to go to Eugene! But, who gives a shit!”
There should have been some questions asked here. But, now it was too late. Starfish had locked her Victim up in an intuitive mind-probe. As the sad Cellos played ‘As I Walk Alone Down the Road’, the movie of her parents first meeting, began to roll. The blanks were being filled in as the first tears welled in Starfishes eyes.
Her father was a Russian who had a scholarship in track. He was winning every hurdle race he was put in. Warming up, he spotted her, in the bleachers. They had to have one another. When the starter pistol went off, they were under the bleachers, mashing their lips together, ripping away at their sports clothes. When they came at the same time, there was loud cheering. One sperm made it to the finished line, and, Miriam was created.
Almost thrown off the team, Ivan made a pledge to the track coach that he would stay away from that Jezebel. She was banned from the stadium, but, Ivan caught a glimpse of Sarah now and then looking thru the bars of the gate. Their love, was banished! This is how Miriam was going to play it for the next three hours, to Victoria’s utter disgust. The mesh of the backstop did not filter out any of their pathos and lust. It was a profound barrier that multiplied their love – ten fold. This, was a Forbidden Love – the best kind!
“Fuck!” Victoria whispered aloud, knowing she could not be heard above a gallery of unhappy cellos. Or, is she listening to morose Gregorian chants, again?
“My new best friend in a Russian Drama Queen!”
The coach thought about taking Dalton out of the game, but, when Miriam began to sob and wail, the crowd got into it. Victoria buried her head in the stats sheet.
“Fuck!”
The trademark of an empath is feeling and absorbing other people’s emotions and/or physical symptoms because of their high sensitivities. These people filter the world through their intuition and have a difficult time intellectualizing their feelings. As a psychiatrist and empath myself, I know the challenges of being a highly sensitive person. When overwhelmed with the impact of stressful emotions, empaths may experience panic attacks, depression, chronic fatigue, food, sex, and drug binges, or exhibit many other physical symptoms that defy traditional diagnosis.
When Miriam beheld the people climbing the stairs to the Jordon Schnitzer Museum, she let go of Victoria’s hand, skipped across the grass, and bounded up the steps – four at a time! Her entrance was like Nureyev flying across the stage. She was an escapee from Botticelli’s Primavera. People gasped! They thought she was part of a show. She was the star ballerina and the Constantine Christian Nudist Camp where she was homeschooled. This was her first encounter with an institution of higher learning.
Espying a group of people before a painting down the hall, she was upon them in seven giant steps. Her long arms reached in, and pushed them aside. There was some complaints. But, when they turned to see a goddess with roses in her hair, and with eyes the color of the sea, they parted as she zeroed in.
Everyone’s mouths were now open, like hers was open. They were seeing this painting for the first time through Myriam’s eyes. She came closer. Her long neck was craned, as she made a figure eight with her head. Now she turned sideways, and starting in the lower left corner she moved her eye across the image, slowly, till she reached the up left corner. Bending down again, she moved even closer, and ran her right eye along the work. People were astonished with her. It was a magnificent ballet. Her long arms moved her hands just above the surface as if she was taking the painting in through some kind of osmosis.
“Oh my God! There is a Möbius circle in here – and PI! How did he do this? First he is the self, then he is the audience. He goes into a total intuitive state, does a loop over, then dips down into the subconscious. Now he is walking on the dark side of the moon. There is no hope for his return. His work is surrendered to a higher power who ingnites a spark of divine inspiration! Alas, he bursts forth in The finishing!………It is Finns!
Myriam turns to face her audience. Her blue-green eyes fill with a look of astonishment.
“He is……Co-Creator!”
Around twelve people – burst out in applause!
“How wonderful!”
“I never realized this before!”
“What beauty!”
“She is – so right!”
Like a panther, she left this work and stalked off looking for another. The people moved in a fill the void. They soaked up the energy Myriam left behind. Their eyes had been opened.
Victoria watched her amazing friend, her head was above the rest, as she gazed around from the top of the mountain she had just climbed.
“Come Starfish. We are late!”
Moving into a large room, they got their first look at Mr. von Bond. There was a long leather seat with six people sitting before their Master. Myraim crept up on the seat, pushed two people aside, then sat smack dab in the middle, up front, not but fifteen feet of the old wizard that reminded Myriam of the Russian Saint Nicholas. John was going to give her something valuable – for free! She dared not move lest she be disqualified, deprived of this blessing.
John, was completely unnerved. He had to blink several times, because it was like looking at a photograph, a still life, a breathing portrait, that did not move an inch! This beautiful creature had roses in her hair. She was so completely, so utterly, receptive. And, she was more than wide awake. There was an awaking going on inside her. John von Bond, felt like a work of art. He was, her masterpiece. She, had found him.
Not everyone in Lane County has a ‘Tree Therapist’. Two weeks after we met, she let down her golden hair that was like flax. She was transformed.
“Starfish!…..Is that you?” I said to my inner divine author. Calm down Mr. Presco. You can get in trouble for…..this!
Three weeks later, I talked about what inspires me to write. She told me she uses themes in her performances. Then she showed me…..this!
I felt like – feinting! I recalled young girls doing such a routine on Adam’s Street during the Whitaker Celebration. They descended from great oak trees! I was afraid to tell my TT my vision.
Last week I told my other therapist I was going to Hayward Field, He told me ______and Rapunzel were going. I told them I hoped to see them there. I employ the name Rapunzel to keep her identity a secret. I did try to tell her I created Starfish to be my bodyguard – too – because I suffer from PTSD. I chickened out. The time was not right, The moment has arrived. I will now e-mail this to my TT. She has helped me get grounded, and works with a wondrous spirit – to heal me!
Thank you!
John Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
EXTRA! I just realized Rapunzel is the rebirth of the Turnverien dream of Carl Janke. She has done trapeze!
“My middle name is Jane!” exclaimed Starfish in a melcoholic way. My mother hated her husband’s fixation with the JOHN name. They were arguing on the Oregon Coast, and Virginia pointed to a starfish in a tidepool.
“This is what our daughter will be called!”
Beneath the gold onion domes of the Danilov Monastery a few miles south of the Kremlin, Vladimir Putin’s chief shaman explains why Russia is hell-bent on destroying Ukraine.
Above is a pic of a model I barrowed off the internet. I misplaced her name. In my James Bond book ‘The Royal Janitor’ Miriam Starfish Christling marries her boss, Victoria Rosemond Bond. She moves out of her treehouse on the grounds of Osborne House. My book is over five years old. Victoria was a heterosexual until I saw Putin’s Cossacks whipping women. My aim was to protect LGBTQ people, and not promote them. With DeSantis’ attack on Gay People and Black History, there has not been such a Bond Battle that takes in the War in Ukraine that NATO and Japan – support!
DeSantis says he will not backdown in his vile holy Jihad with Disney. I tell you this day, Starfish will not back down, and, she hereby challenges DeSantis, Putin, and Kirill to a Holy War of Words, not unlike the one that Elijah fought against the Priests of Baal. The Battle of Bohemian Grove is the most prophetic post of many I have made. The Sword of God – is by my side!
Putin’ s men took Starfish and Victoria to a special prison, where a hologram of the Russian leader introduced our BAD agents to foreign prisoners. One was a giant of a woman that played basketball. Miriam told this forlorn woman that she was an athlete, an amazing hurdler – who has never competed!
“We ran in a grove of trees felled in a windstorm. Ivan competed at Hayward field in Eugene Oregon.”
One of the men behind the mirror got on Google and brought up Victoria Thachuk, a Ukrainian hurdler that will compete at Hayward field, while Russia is banned. Putin’s hologram was fed this information, and his image pointed to a screen. When a video of Viktoriya in a race was played, both our spies gasped.
I awoke last night from a dream where Rena and I were homeless again. I realized we had lived in a enlightened state that caused us both to start glowing. We lived in a tent in the forest for fifty days. I got up and looked in the mirror. My face and beard was glowing. My blue eyes were like crytstals.
I went and turned on my T.V. and beheld two blond news-spell casters for the pure Aryan Christian-right. They had eyes like doll eyes. They were praising their fearless leader’s failed attempt to sign peace treaty with insane Nuclerar Terrorist. A chart was produced that showed how much time CNN spent covering the Fake Hearing. No image of the Naughty Check given to Cohen for silencing a Porn Star, was shown. One blue-eyed crystal being of the Pre-Rapture, looked to be seventeen years of age. She was very hard on the Democrats who couldn’t wait for The Trumpeter to fail.
“There will be much gleeful celebrating in Pelosiville tonight!”
I blinked my eyes because I saw Barbie and Tinkerbelle. My autistic friend would come over and watch her innocuous cartoon movies. There are pastel color patterns floating about. I am reminded of North Korean propaganda flicks. My post this morning was going to titled……’Hard Attack of the Blue Crystal-eyed Sheenas’. Then I found the movie ‘Green Mansions’ starring Audrey Hepburn and Tony Perkins, and my mind was – FRIED!
“What?!!!!!”
Then I found the movie ‘Sheena’ who looks like a young Mega-Meg. Is this the inspiration for the movie Black Panther?
“You’re trippen, Jon. Calm down!” my inner vloice said. Then I heard this;
“You’re on BLACID.”
“What is Blacid?”
“Its the new pure-blue Aryan drug invented by the evangelical magicians who work for Fox News! Remember the liquid blue acid you took in 1966?”
“Oh! That! Can we go directly to Nirvana? Do I got to go through Pixie Hollow?”
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