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Different aspects of artwork and spirituality in conjunction of several additional points
I knew a female from #Abilene #Texas named Christine who had married an individual named Mike from the #AirForce branch of the #unitedStatesofAmerica's #ArmedForces after they met in her hometown, and she had gotten pregnant with three of his children; two daughters who were born before, the son. When I met Christine in 2004 when she was a part of the Jade Wolfe Coven with the owner Jamie who lived in #Seguin Texas while married to a made named Stephen with their son in the house Jamie's mom and dad had, Christine was living near 410 and 151 in the house her husband and her had at the time in #SanAntonio. I met Jamie and Christine at a #Starbucks between San Antonio and Seguin to see whether or not the fit would work, as the group had followed the practices of #GreenWitchcraft from a book series written by #AnnMoura. I had read all three books she had put out by that time of which Jamie also known as #Midori for her magical name; though I could relate to portions here and there, as I had already established my own practices and beliefs. When initially meeting with them I told them I could be a satellite participant, as I was not personally sure of being involved with how they were and were going to become. A quick back history of each, before going into further details.
Christine who had been a housewife though had not had any employment for awhile by the time, as Mike had been an #airplanemechanic in the Air Force of which the job transferred into the civilian sector. Since he had a decent income, she did not feel the need to complete her RN nursing degree as she had conveniently gotten pregnant in the first or second semester or year of her schooling at college. However she had an aptitude to bring up how she had gotten into college, though not completing her degree is what she blamed her children for despite her choice to get pregnant at the timing so convenient of by the explanation from Mike. Mike had told me Christine had persisted to tell him of the lack of a need to wear a condom when together since neither of them were sleeping so to write with anyone else, and though she claimed to have been on birth control pills at the time of her getting pregnant. As a quick side note despite the fact condoms assist in the prevention of transmitting sexually transmitted diseases of certain types, such is not the case always as there are certain diseases which are not as easily curable. However despite condoms assisting with the prevention of such, they also assist preventing pregnancy and anyone who knows anything about birth control; an additional protective measure whether or not on birth control, is using condoms. Personally I think when the ability to get pregnant is available, the additional protective measure is for utilizing spermicidically lubricated condoms. However nonetheless, she had told Mike from what he told me that she refused to sleep with him if he used a condom a few times shortly before she had gotten pregnant with their eldest daughter. If I remember correctly, they had met when she was working at the mall in the food court area back when he was stationed at the #DyessAirForce #DAF base in Abilene Texas. Mike had told me just when he started discussing Christine go back to school or get a job, is when she had become pregnant with their middle child the youngest daughter; and the same thing had occurred in reference to their third, final, and youngest child their son.
Christine claimed she was a #Satanist whose Patron was #Lucifer and Matron was #Cerridwen, and when I asked her to explain what she believed was Satanism she told me she had read all of the book #AntonLaVey had written. When I told her I doubted she read every book #AntonLeVey had written, she laughed at me for thinking I could ever know anything about his writings or his life or background. When I asked if she had read his personal grimoire or his handwritten notebooks of poetry and songs, Christine laughed at me and told me there were no such writings out beyond what was published and available in the bookstores. When I asked why she would think Lucifer would consider her as worthy to be a part of his chosen, she had claimed having done all sorts of rituals which would supposedly please Lucifer to make Lucifer do as she commanded of that particular energy. Christine had told me of how she created what she called 'The Mother F****r of a Curse Spell' while admitting she would continue to meddle in others' lives to make them think such was working and when I told her true spell-work means being able to allow the energy to flow as necessary to prove such magickal capabilities, she attempted to threaten me with her claims of such. If true, then that would mean she would not leave me alone and be the equivalent of a stalker in my opinion; which by her own definition, she stalked others for such purposes when she would not see the curses she threw out working in her favor. She attempted to test my own spell casting capabilities though I refused to give her the time of showing such, without due causes. That angered her quite a bit and she attempted to tell me she would get Lucifer to come after me, which I laughed at such telling her she could not command Lucifer Morning Star to do anything as Lucifer Morning Star would not lend such energies for piddly drama or garbage as she was describing. When discussing certain points her then husband Mike and I went outside for a cigarette break from that point of that discussion, when he informed me he could fit both of his hands inside of Christine and fully clap without feeling anything. When she heard us laughing outside she asked what we were discussing and I told her, which her response was to again blame her pregnancies and childbirth. When I told her there are ways to prevent such sorts of situations from being blamed as there are exercises to complete to assist with such; Christine threw a temper tantrum, saying she had gone to college and she knew better.
Later there would be when the first separation from my now dead-ex-husband occurred which her husband Mike was kind to allow me to stay on the couch in his house until my apartment was ready, and the ability to move into was the corrrect timing. Later when the two of them went through a separation shortly after I had gotten my apartment, was when Christine kicked Mike out of his own house and I had returned the favor by letting him stay at my apartment. However while he and I spoke for hours as we got along quite well just when Christine changed her mind about being a lesbian, she was mad because Mike and I actually did sleep in the same bed; though there had been no sexual touching, nor anything beyond a hug before he left for work and when he returned from seeing his children. Christine actually was upset because I did not assist her then separated husband from not cheating on her because of the break, and simply being a friend to him genuinely. There had been a point just before he returned to living at his house which he had asked if I could help him energetically as he did not know what to believe, and I had told him to close his eyes and envision what I was doing asking him what he saw while I was doing so. He saw the golden armor I had energetically surrounded him with and after I was done I told him I knew he would return to her and believe Christine's lies, though there would be a day which she would say the correct combination of words to him and the armor would fully cover him to keep him safe from her. I told Mike the second the armor was in full effect he would know as soon as Christine looked into his eyes and said "I cannot recognize you anymore by the way you are looking at me." I warned him of a few other points, and I did not see him afterwards; though if I did, he did not remind me of who he was, from when we knew one another.
Then there was Jamie who was married to Steve and similarly, Jamie was a housewife for awhile because of her health conditions compared to the aspects of Christine. Steve had worked as a manager at the #SanAntonioGentleman's Club which annoyed Jamie because of the dancers giving Steve attention, which she disapproved of. I reminded her it was partially Steve's job to remind the females of his marriage to her, while it was also their responsibility to respect the boundaries if they were put into place. Jamie was not a fan of me telling her if Steve had not told the dancers about his marriage and relationship with Jamie, she could not blame the dancers for being attracted to Steve nor could she be upset with the dancers for not paying attention to the non-existent rules put into place simply by Steve being truthful with them about the relationship status. Christine took Jamie's side instead of believing the fact of it being Steve's responsibility to tell the dancers of his relationship, and not their job to read into anything unless he told them specifically as the profession is where dancers naturally flirt. Their son at the time was around 4 or 5 years old at the time, I knew the group.
The last member I had been able to meet at the time was Tina, who had been made fun of by the other females because of her having Turrets Syndrome. Though such was not a problem to me, I did laugh a few times when in mediation as it was amusing to come out from such through hearing the various words; though nothing harmful in any way, shape, or form from such. She was in between relationships at the time because of a multitude of reasons, though she and I had deeper discussions than Jamie and Christine individually or combined in comparison in reference to spirituality aspects. Of all of the females in the group and the relationship partners within, Tina had been the only one who I discussed my nightmares and dreams with; which briefly touched into the nightmare as to why I fought to be emancipated from my biological parents to join the United States of America's Armed Forces Army branch as well as a few other points, in different aspects. After one particular ritual, I had discussed with Tina about a time when I was warned of the age I would biologically be when my death would be and what due from. Ironically before I turned 30, such had occurred; though the death being not of the physical, though internal in such metaphors. If referencing the aspects of how the first and/or second engagement ended or whether referencing one other aspect in reference of conception or birth, such could be easily seen and considered.
Before I continue in other ways for a timeframe reference of shortly before the end of my involvement with the Jade Wolfe Coven partially because of the lack of cohesive aspects, the lack of integrity, the lack of ingenuity, the lack of understanding, the lack of knowledge, the lack of much more while being overwhelmingly full of unnecessary drama, as well as the fact that Christine attempted to force a bloodwork situation which was denied as well as afterward wanting a different female in the placement of the circle who was not capable of doing what I can do in such rituals because she went along more with what Christine had wanted and agreed to and convinced Jamie to pick that female whomever she is instead of taking my side; the portion of which my now dead-ex-husband had shot himself with the firearm in the stomach, is the time just before the end fully of my involvement with the group by around two or three months. There was a point in 2008 when Jamie had told me during a phone call how she had wished she listened to me instead of listening to what she was told by others, in reference to quite a few things. Jamie and I had made amends back then, in comparison to Christine and the drama which ensued from such. Maybe there are a few recordings on technological aspects which could verify such a discussion on the phone, all those years ago.; as in the past few months or within the past year, I learned Jamie had died from a heart-attack or a poisoning of some type
However the aspects of when Christine had kicked Mike out of his house before letting him back when she decided she no longer wanted to be a lesbian which had been shortly after she and I went to an individual's house for classes and demos in San Antonio Texas in the #BDSM community of which Thomas' friend Charles had gotten Christine to orgasm, despite whatever the rules of the time for her then marriage were or were not; I had already been separated from my now dead-ex-husband for quite some time by that point. That was shortly after the Christmas party event which I had already been separated from my now dead-ex-husband, however similar to Christine he had enjoyed the overdramatic aspects. All of the females from the Jade Wolfe Coven as well as Mike Christine's husband as well as Thomas Marsden, had been at my apartment on #USAA Boulevard shortly before the end of my time in the Jade Wolfe Coven. At that point had been when my second toy with the nickname of 'Victim of Child Abuse Number 2' from childhood went missing, though also shortly before when I called 9-1-1 because of seeing a vehicle pull into the front parking lot of the apartment complex and hearing a female screaming. The female who answered the 9-1-1 phone call preferred to discuss how I was doing in comparison, to getting the police to the apartment complex. The aspect which I wrote of getting my sword out to defend her, is about that particular aspect. When returning for #SanAntonioPD I did stop by the #Prue Road location to give what details I could including my personal information at the time, which the phone numbers I gave are still valid if that particular detective needs to speak with me; as I did not have the same hairstyle when I lived in that apartment, nor the tattoos yet. My apartment was on the second floor in the building on the other side of the gate fence when looking at the office to the right, with the Red Bud tree covering the corner area of the patio. There was a blue card table and chair set on the patio with a coffee can which I used as an ashtray, if the police saw that and needed to find me for anything further. However I sent the writeup for that to the #SAPD recently in the past several months including a few other write ups, which may have been around the 2005 year timeframe of living there for that call on the land phone line. I had discussed and written about a female spirit which had been in the back of my Ford Winstar van when on the way to get the last portions of my Reiki Master/Teacher level in reference to the female at the time with the teacher I had and shortly after discussing such with him, had been when I had learned about the murder which took place in the apartment complex; though I apologize for not realizing sooner of the connection, though again I had stopped by the Police station to deliver a handwritten set of notations for the individuals working on that case if it was still open. If it is closed and the case was solved then I understand why I have not been spoken with since, however if it is still open I am willing to discuss further if necessary.
Now in reference of the rituals as to which I refused to partake much involvement with the Jade Wolfe Coven afterwards, due to such lack of and inadequate aspects as there were only a few. One ritual which the Jade Wolfe Coven desperately wanted to do was use the #Ouija board, which I demanded to take control over setting up the circle because of the inability from any of the others. Then is when my childhood friend Damien who died because of a car accident when in 8th grade at Marlboro Middle School, though Christine thought it was the same as the Devil; which Damien was not the Devil, though if needed he would protect me as much as possible as there are some who may remember him from school and if they attempted to speak bad of me then they would know Damien's reaction and could see how such would be without physical limitations. Due to saving him a few times he made a promise to me of a debt sort of way if I ever needed such which he promised I could call on him at any time, and he would handle things. I could make a joke in reference to my Medal of Honor Art Project about such in conjunction with the debts owed to me from a promise made to me by a promise made to me from the debts owed from my dead-ex-husband as well; though Damien would be the one in charge, long before and far greater in many aspects as Damien would have been watching much longer. I can make a joke of a different type, of #BigBrother.
Nonetheless the aspects which Christine had attempted to get such sorts of attention in a multitude of ways which seemingly if I recall correctly there had been an event in San Antonio at an individual's house who had a time when a female who went by the name of Molly had repeatedly asked for a scene with me, and had attempted to enrage me which she did not succeed; though I have a feeling she had enraged a female of the other male Dominants through some of her comments in reference of having been in scenes with others, which they lasted for hours and had not gotten her to feel the pain she was wanting from such. I had noticed some of the male Dominants from the location circling the area and seemingly listen to her go on about how the male Dominants had not given her what she was seeking and when I had agreed to one scene the owner of the house was excited to lock that female up, for that particular session. Shortly after beginning she quickly called the safe-word red to stop the scene because of one small strike, though was surprised I did not hold her as though somehow she thought my personality would change just because of a scene with her. Obviously that did not occur, which later in the evening she was complaining to several individuals as the event about because I did not want nor need to coddle her the way she was wanting and had gotten from other males; though I did not know what her experiences were with female Dominants, that was not discussed previously in reference to any further aftercare beyond what I gave her. I kept to what I said I would do, and if she thought there would be more than what I had stated was going to be; she learned abruptly of the facts, albeit she complained a whined a bunch. I bring up the female named Molly simply because looking back now in 2020 to that time in 2012, that female looked similar in certain references to the female from the Jade Wolfe Coven Christine and if I remember correctly she had been friends with a male named Steven who looked similar to Jamie's husband Steven.
Since Christine would be the same female from what I wrote about in reference to the shadows and light during a Ouija board session in a house, if she could not get passed the fact I had only been a satellite and was not fully invested nor fully interested in being involved with the Jade Wolfe Coven especially after the aspects with her then husband Mike and she had been with one of their daughters at the #AfterglowMausoleum in the #SanJuanIslands while traveling during the time of my Medal of Honor Art Project and annoying the island spirits of that location as well as the spirits of that particular mausoleum; it would be wise for that female to cease and desist from ever coming anywhere in the area where I am as that would not be helpful to the already infuriated spirits from when on my Medal of Honor Art Projects. Especially since Damien was awoken from the timeframe of that time if hypothetically he stayed closer than previously in the years before, then there are other problems in a multitude of aspects for those who caused problems to my Medal of Honor Art Project in the malicious manner. In such, possibly other aspects to a prior writing I had done for my journal blog may make a bit more sense in other ways.
During the week of 10 July 2016 through 15 July 2016 I went to another state to complete a portion of the necessary Medal of Honor grave rubbing, for my project. My plan had been to finish the first part of the project within the western side of Oregon, though I was unable to complete two separate individuals. The first individual was located within the Grand Army Republic Cemetery for specific personal reasons and the other is a soldier named Private Frank C. High in Medford Oregon, whose grave is incorrectly labelled as per the CMOHS website with the MOH website. I hope someone who knows which group to speak with to remedy this Medal of Honor recipient's marker can bring this to the attention of necessary people, to correct the mistake.
While at a different cemetery to complete one Medal of Honor recipient I learned the final place I needed to visit for the time allotted for the trip was directly across the street from my current location, at the time. While packing everything up to make my way across the street my headache pain had already sky-rocketed from previous altitude changes and the bright sun-light combined with ambient sun patches, I barely pushed on through the pain. Internally I knew I could not complain as the individual acts of each Medal of Honor recipient I had worked on had endured far worse than a headache, bordering into a migraine. Forcing myself across the way to locate the final Medal of Honor recipients, I completed the rubbing of each marker which felt right. As I placed the last rubbing into the trunk of the vehicle a grounds-keeper for the cemetery pulled up next to me, asking me about the grave rubbing.
The male initially said he thought I was solely paying homage to their service, but I explained the Medal of Honor artwork I have been doing. We laughed and joked as if we were old friends through the common ground (pun intended), of prior military service. During a moment of our conversation I stated while completing another Medal of Honor recipient prior in another portion of Oregon, I had come to a realization. Though I joined the United States Army to serve my country to protect all citizens' Constitutional Rights to become the first female Command Sergeant Major of the Army, I would not have been able to complete this artwork for the recipients. While I hope to inspire others to honor those whom gave everything they had for this country during crucial moments in war, the combined background I have would not allow me to be enriched as much as I am and have been through these individuals.
The male smiled and jested as he sat inside of the truck, "You wouldn't be a rich artist, either."
His comment stuck with me and I have been processing the words and slowly, throughout the time since our conversation. Throughout the miles of pavement, my mind went in multiple thought directions. Passing the open fields with random electrical posts away from the trees, my thoughts increased in the sporadic patterns of inquiry and wonder. Once completed with all markers' rubbing, I returned home. Looking at the calendars around the rooms and my planned list, I logically understand the time frame I was gone. How time felt while completing each piece could only be simplistically described as each marker felt as if it was a single twenty-four hour period, at minimum. There were a handful of sites which felt longer than a day's time, but I have figured out it may have been the pain level jumps and surges. By the time I walked into home, it seemed as if I had been gone for just over a month. Working on calming the pain levels to a tolerable level to function with some coherent responses, I have come to this conclusion.
* I am not rich because of any monetary means though admittedly, I am enriched by learning of these guys' honourable acts of valour.
* I could not consider myself be a "rich artist" since I have not sold any of the Medal of Honor artwork pieces and those whom have received the works never expected them as when I think of a "rich artist" I envision someone whom has sold their individual pieces of artwork for hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars, while they were alive. None of my Medal of Honor Artwork Pieces are for sale and the paintings I had created were kept away from me because of my ex-boyfriend the male Jesse Leroy Hoover Jr. who took my son and I from the state of Texas to Washington state; instead of as my son and I discussed of going to Florida. Jesse Leroy Hoover Jr never allowed me to retrieve the last pieces of my artwork paintings, nor two of my Medal of Honor recipient artwork pieces.
* Since the artwork for each Medal of Honor recipient appears at random, none are truly expected.
* I cannot consider myself as a "Wanted Artist" since I have not been commissioned for any pieces, though I have reached out and attempted; and I cannot consider myself as a "Wanted Artist" when the amount of roadblocks which have occurred and continue to seem to keep preventing me from going further as I have wanted to.
* I would like to be a "Wanted Artist" and commissioned for artwork that I am paid for, though thus far I have not had such offers.
Most normal people whom did not grow up attending a church surrounded by a square mile cemetery do not want to discuss death nor drive past the resting place of the deceased, but I want to go because of the enjoyment of the silent serenity of resting history. Most people do not want to discuss death while they do talk of their ancestry though I want to appreciate, all aspects of life. Most individuals do not want to acknowledge death is a natural part of life nor do so when rationalizing existence nor taking the time to think about the deeds necessary during battles and wars with an enemy, nor do they want to comment of the strength and courage from each individual and team effort for a successful completion within the bloodshed of combat.
However as the sun moves through the sky above outside I find myself thinking I did not want to become an "artist", I wanted to be the first female Command Sergeant Major of the Army. I did not want to deal with headaches/migraines/memory problems/cognitive disorders/etc. though, I cannot complain in comparison to the Medal of Honor recipients. I do relish and honour their individual glorious acts leading to triumphs while I want to inspire others, to similarly appreciate their valour. With the combination of my personal past and the present existence I live while moving through to the future I have known I am not a rich artist, nor could consider myself as such for prior stated reasons. Though that would be a nice change of pace to flip to the opposite, and be the richest in truth and in all ways; obviously including my bank account.
If I must be labelled as an artist I would consider myself as an Unwanted Artist as per the prior statements above and how I have been treated and ignored for so many years, though a grateful one for all of their heroic deeds of each Medal of Honor recipient I was able to visit at each location; as because of their actions of the highest standards throughout each branch of The United States of America's military branches along with and for their fellow brothers and sisters in arms, I am able to be me. It would be nice to be proven otherwise though and be "The Most Wanted Artist" with the highest commissioning for those who would actually seek me to complete artwork for them instead of the struggling of which has occurred to live and be comfortable since my conception and birth, as life has been as it has for me.
However for those who would think they knew my my purposes for my Medal of Honor Art Project being other than what I had stated it to be on my website and in person, I did not begin my Medal of Honor Art Project for anything except to respect those which came before me, who are here now, and those who are to come in the future who are extremely brave and resilient in their courageous actions and choices. However while I had hoped for my Medal of Honor Art Project to take off in a positive way to assist many, I also had began my Medal of Honor Art Project for the time I completed a specific number of artwork pieces to then expand to a broader group of people to learn how to do such correctly in reference to the idea I came up with many moons ago before my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury.
I had wanted to complete enough to show civilians but especially veterans of a different way to find peace and solace throughout this existence so even a former soldier who had lost extremities would be able to complete their own art piece; as there are plenty who have had experiences in their jobs in the military which horseback riding can be too dangerous for them or the sounds far too loud for them to feel comfortable, just as SCUBA Diving is for some and not for others because of certain medical complications. Though there are many wonderful expeditions which are offered through various groups and organizations, some cannot handle such activities due to their medical aspects; and with such I wanted to create a creative endeavor for those veterans who would thus be able to take a moment to breathe and enjoy what they are able to, reflect upon that which they had overcome and survived, and a way to honor each area from which each Medal of Honor recipient had been put in their final resting place but also from where their home area is from. I realize there are some individual locations of which many not at the moment be on the best of terms, but I think the historical aspects to be respectfully of could be a way for each area to see positive benefits to come together for such an overall benefits. I am fairly certain each military has their own version of a Medal of Honor award, for those with the most amount of commitment and bravery to endure much to ensure the safety and sanctity of their fellow brothers and sisters in arms.
With my idea of my Medal of Honor Art Project to expand to others of The United States of America's Armed Forces I thought about though some veterans might look as though there is nothing wrong or any medical complexities, those were ones who especially needed something as this; for many seem to misunderstand that just because they may not look as some think a veteran who endured whatever they had during their military service would look, it would be a way to help them from not feeling so lost in the world. For those with missing extremities I thought a few different ways for such as those with hand/arm medical aspects could relearn how to have a softer touch and not fear of accidentally hurting when touching anything because of the sensitivity when working with rice paper and charcoal but also those who have missing limbs or who are in wheelchairs, as cemeteries have a layout of which the veteran could fairly easily move through without fear of getting hurt or harming anything there. For those who look as though they may be what civilians see as "normal" I thought those veterans mostly were in situations of which they were extremely lucky to get to safety by the skin of their teeth in certain aspects, and might not want to be in a crowded area or with many people; and even if there were a lot of people who came together for this idea I have the ability to have space would be guaranteed because (for example) the Medal of Honor recipients are not always buried in the same row or division which would give each veteran time to have with others but also the solitude some prefer because of the silence. Also for those who have been in combat situations, those individuals would have such an aspect of conversations within a certain noise level and thus be able to get out of their homes and be in an area which would not raise their frustration levels if the sounds get too loud. (for example 4th of July)
...NOW THE CURRENT POINTS...
Today is 19 September 2020 and looking back to the times of whether it has to do with the quarantine social distancing or what have you, the portions of feelings are somewhat similar. Why might one ask, in certain regards. Quite simply a few reasons as even before what occurred in reference to getting back to the state of Texas, I had asked if I could paint one of the rooms of the club location I had been volunteering at for years. The answer was, no. In reference to the amount of individuals, groups, organizations, and etcetera in reference to what has gone on in regards of my Medal of Honor Art Project as well as ideas thereof; have been almost non-existent, with the exception of who else to go contact without the return of contact. In reference of the books I have written and sent out each which way possible, the same lack of response and the lack of showing of such being of importance. Well before writing such as well to take into consideration, I had not been contracted for actual modeling through the measures of which I have heard of, read, and seen others have such when wanted for such sorts of artistry. In reference of the aspects in regards of contacting to present and show the pieces over the more recent times, the similar types of non-responses. Not forgetting the lack of contact from my son and my daughter, is a whole other ball of wax in additional points of. Then adding the fact of the one photographer which I had kept in contact with once getting back to the state of Texas after how I wound up in Washington state and the refusal to complete such pieces while holding onto the fabric for months, is another portion thereof. So why would I feel and have felt as though I am an unwanted artist, those who have been paid for such works and hired through contracts; you tell me.
I do not feel like completing anymore pieces of artwork, simply because of the combination thereof any further. The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again while expecting a different result, and I have been doing the same thing thinking somehow such would make a difference and one day I could actually do something other than being medically retired from the Army branch of the United States of America's Armed Forces by creating my own way to be able to become more and better. And yet, here I am in the same sort of predicament. Sending out while waiting and hoping for a return contact about such being important enough to pay attention to to stop being in the same sort of way, and yet here I am still sending out and waiting thinking such could have in the slightest way make something more of myself. My mistake, I suppose. While the irony is also of success being measured by the repetitive steps then comes the question in reference to which is the truthful aspect of in reference to as is there a fine line between the aspects of which, in regards of such? Which is considered to be of more benefit in both the short term as well as the long term, considering of the dichotomy of each? At this point even more-so than previously is the confusion aspects in regards of knowing I could not sell the artwork for my Medal of Honor Art Project as such would be considered as immoral in my opinion, though in reference of the artwork aside from my Medal of Honor Art Project is that which more of the reference points of to such journal blog entry aspects. Such a point in regards of justice in comparison seems a bit beyond at this point, though something which has been put to the side for a multitude of reasons in other viewpoints of mine; as the portions of the different aspects which has needed to be taken care of, have been more pertinent in my thoughts. Especially when taking into consideration the portions in reference of the trips during my Medal of Honor Art Project such as the traffic problems when in Montana during the trip in 2017, and the endangerment caused by the individuals in the red Hyundai.
If that has to do with those of the Jade Wolfe Coven such as Christine not letting go of what was never hers to begin with, then I reiterate my previous points in reference to what I told her years ago. If you have to continuously be involved in the attempted affects to cause the problems for which your spell-work was supposed to do only through energetic means, you have no power nor any capabilities; you cannot steal power from those who are more powerful, nor can you take the energy from the pieces from my Medal of Honor Art Project. In reference to the sounds from the area out from the ocean when at the Afterglow Mausoleum, that was a warning to such individuals who would have caused malicious problems against my Medal of Honor Art Project. If hypothetically such warnings were not heeded by those who would cause malicious problems to my Medal of Honor Art Project, I hope justice comes swiftly to scoop you up for judgment in full.
Maybe hopefully that will change as I cannot see how anyone could consider themselves as a wanted artist with such experiences and reference points of, though in such as well it is not as though I have not wanted such as I have. Simply I suppose it is in regards of the other ways, in regards of having been wanted by others is the correct phrasing.