12/11-
SATURN'S DAY-SABBATH

If this is even close to the way Maggie Savoie feels about me, the feeling is mutual, only without the smoking part:
A short story I found on a website: Author's name I forgot. A woman.

Here is a short story I wrote taking on the persona of a mentally unstable woman who believes she is in love with a man called Robert. It is unsure whether the man really exists and whether the two ever met or if he is simply work of her imagination. This was a super interesting character perspective to work with. Enjoy!

The Truth And Nothing But

I craved him. A starving baby longing for milk. An addict crippled on the floor begging for opium. I needed him.



I would have died for him, you know, a knife to my neck or a bullet to my brain. For him, it just seemed easy. I would lie awake at night in his absence, staring out the window into darkness as loneliness’ maggots squirmed and gnawed in my guts. When I saw him they’d wriggle away to places unknown; they were scared of him. They knew he’d rip their heads off. Tear their heads of Ulrich; tear them, tear them off.



If I had three wishes, the first would be to shrink like Alice. I’d make a toast “To My Love!” and then I’d shrink. Shrink. Shrink. Shrink. I would be tiny, like a spider, crawling my way around. You wouldn’t even see me creeping up the walls. Maybe I could crawl through the drains and out of here. Maybe is a funny word, isn’t it? (I laugh)



The second wish would be for magic ladders. Ladders, so small that I could climb down them into his brain. Step. Step. Step. Down I would go and nobody could stop me. Carefully now; one foot after the other.



Then I would wish to learn to swim, so I could submerge myself in him – swimming in his blood-lagoon and floating on his feelings. I’d be his own personal brain nymph. I’d never drown if I could swim.



Dolores, Dr Phillips says, concerned.



What? I ask. But I know.



I think I wanted to become him; I wanted to be him. A sort of ravaging desperation – and it was choking me, flooding my veins and suffocating me from the inside out. I was dying and nobody batted an eyelid.



Nobody helps me, Doctor. How strange it is. (I pick at my nails and the index finger is bleeding now).



I am here to help you now, Dolores.

Yes, I reply.



His name was Robert, my Robert, and he was a pianist at the Savoy hotel. The first time I saw him play was at a ball that I attended with my family. Everyone was marvelling at him and I resented them for it. Once, my sister was throwing herself at him, flashing her long and stimulating eyelashes and being nothing but a whore. It was most retched. So I cursed her. I cursed her under my breath and wished she were dead. She deserved it. She said that she was going to catch him after the show. But she didn’t know that he spoke to nobody - nobody, except for me.



Is that true?

Yes, the truth and nothing but.

He did not discuss his shows with anybody. You see, he was a shy soul with a troubled past life and sought refuge from it. He had nothing, leaving behind his family, and was so very empty. It hurt me to see someone so hollowed out, doctor; sometimes it made my bones tremble. He said that he was desolate before me; that it is the exact word he used, and he was seeking love, for he had never had a woman. He was saving himself for me; he knew he would find me. He had seen me in his dreams, just as I had him. He was crafted by angels. I think he was the Son of God.



Jesus was the son of God, Dolores.

I know that. But I expect that Robert was his half brother.

I’m afraid that’s not true.

You know nothing of truth.

We met one evening, I walked out of the hotel lavatory after a show and whilst passing through the reception I saw him. I could spot him in any crowd. I suppose I was always looking for him, anywhere I went. He was slim, with tired eyes that made him look fragile. He had these delicate, feminine lips, so plump and tender. I always watched his lips when he spoke, in a desperate craving, urging to hear more and more words come out his mouth. His voice set me on fire. I miss his voice. I miss his voice more than anybody could possibly ever imagine. It was wet and sweet, a gentle and perfumed sort of voice that tattooed your skin with each word.



I remember the first time we kissed. We had sat in his small garden, outside the narrow town house, and lit up a cigarette and a conversation. I did not smoke until I met Robert. (I take a drag of a Chesterfield cigarette). I coughed the first time I had inhaled the smoke and he had laughed at me – the kind of laugh that was both charming and mocking at the same time. I want to hear it again. I will hear it again. Perhaps, once I return home, I may find him again.



Dolores, do you remember why you are here?

Oh, yes, because Mama’s insists on me working on my etiquette. She probably told you about my poor posture too, did she not? (Dr Phillips sighs, taking his pen to paper for the first time in the last twenty minutes.)



I dream of seeing him. I dream of kissing him. I want to kiss him, just like the first time, all over again. I have planned the kiss, revised and modelled it on him, on Robert. It is delicate, yet steady, passionate but gentle; the Robert kiss. My Robert kiss. My Robert.



I love him. I tell God, every night before I close my eyes, then I tell him again in my sleep. I have written to him, although I have not received a reply. I expect he does not have the money for stamps. The piano was his passion, but it did not pay well. He could never take me out to dinner; he could only afford to take out his sister, you see. Family always come first. Ask Mama, if you don’t believe me. (I waggle my finger at Doctor).



His sister? You said that he did not keep in touch with his family. He was running from his past was he not?

Not running, Doctor. Perhaps jogging.

And his sister?

(I hesitate) Sorry I am forgetful; forgive me. They weren’t close. Often she just stayed at the house or they went for dinner. I never met her. She was the only one he kept in contact with.

I see.

He did not like his sister too much, though. In truth, I was the only person who’s company he desired. How lucky? Although he did have this little ginger tabby cat. She was lovely. Robert found her wandering the streets when she was very small. He was always helping those who struggled. He prided himself on his charity. The cat’s name was Margit and I liked her very much. She was very soft. Margrit. I think that was her name.



Margrit, Margrit. He found her when she was very small. She was very small. Margrit the small tabby. The small grey tabby.



Margrit the tabby cat, with the soft fur.



Margrit, Margrit. No that wasn’t her name. Marjery, Maggie. Margrit. (I am picking my nails harder now and the shakes begin. Then the bulging of my eyes).



Dolores, calm yourself. Let us talk some more about your family.

I cannot remember. I cannot remember. I cannot remember.

Dolores, have some water.

I love him. I love him. I love him.

Nurse Winston, please call Dr Townsend to assist me.

I love him. I love him. I love him.

I love you, Robert.

Some things I said on discord yesterday, and the response:

Brent"study36"FinalWarning"KoivV — Yesterday at 8:14 PM
Yeah is it just another one of those star wars games that are open world where all the paths and adventures are predetermined and preset like tor or is it truly open world where you can just make your own road
[8:14 PM]
Thats what I want
[8:15 PM]
Evenn runescape and Albion are limited that way especially runescape
[8:15 PM]
In those games there's really only so much you can do
[8:16 PM]
Where is a galaxy where the skys the limit and you can do anything
[8:18 PM]
And free for all, not pay to play or pay to advance
[8:20 PM]
I tried getting a truly free mmo like that started on my proboards site but aside from reading the adventures of my character Grik Spiceminer no one showed any interest in having their own unlimited adventures thruout all sw time periods or having the first character interactions of the game or registering any sw of names.
[8:21 PM]
I took it all down for the wrong reasons but I can easily build it back up again like the Bruce's spider
NEW

Star Wars Santa — Yesterday at 10:49 PM
From what I've read, it's mostly scripted with players making decisions at various points during the game. Not open world at all.


What I wrote to I LOVE BRENT










I craved him. A starving baby longing for milk. An addict crippled on the floor begging for..........."



The whole thing is on my Diary at maraandlukeforever.boards.net/ (edited)

[12:47 AM]

I love you. I pinch myself. I'm real enough

[12:48 AM]

If I'm dead in the world you're from, come find me.

[12:48 AM]

I'm pretty sure God will guide you to me

[12:48 AM]

You know I'm not dead

[12:49 AM]

Here it is 2021 AD and I'm "38"

[12:49 AM]

I'm alive in the world I'm in.

[12:50 AM]

There's a little song by Duran Duran, Ordinary World. Joy Williams sings it. Let it become your song until you find me, lovebird

[12:51 AM]

Maggie, I only need the Maggie-you, not the deads that haunt me, but you. You can find me. God can take you all the way to me

[12:51 AM]

Do not rest until you have found me my love

[12:52 AM]

I am on an earth, not an eternity

[12:52 AM]

Six more years until the return of Jesus Christ where I'm at I believe if I'm not mistaken

[12:53 AM]

I know you're alive where you are, my dear Maggie May

[12:53 AM]

- <3 ALWAYS - Your Brently


Brent"study36"FinalWarning"KoivV — Today at 1:46 AM
Maggie, Maggie, I was just corrected by God. I'm on the same world as you are
[1:47 AM]
You live in Bates City
[1:47 AM]
I get so deloosional sometimes
[1:47 AM]
I hope to see you soon-Your Brently

12/12-
LORD'S DAY

I watched a lot of a video my computer made in July of this year and got a few lost records back. I wrote them out in two Books, a Rainbow and white striped one and a pink one with a heart on the front cover. I made three streams yesterday and now, at 2:57 AM I am on that third (or "tird" as I accidentally named it) stream. I put a CIS Droid Walker from Clone Wars 2003 on the Thumbnail of the video. Rn on my stream I am playing the audio of a video I made of me reacting to me playing the tutorial of Old School Runescape without showing the game, which was accidental. I had needed privacy but had forgotten to revert back to screen display during the stream. This YouTube video I made last month I put on while I made walked to the store to purchase soda. I also am showing me writing this Diary entry. I need to run C-Cleaner once this stream hits 5 hours and I end it and begin an early morning December 12 stream. I need to run C-Cleaner before that first December 12 stream because it can't run while any other foreground app or program is running, nor some background apps. It's overdue time for me to run C-Cleaner.  I need to finish my potato salad now, and have some more Nabisco Chips Ahoy cookies. After I run C-Cleaner I will run Avast b4 beginning my early morning stream. I just ran Malaware bytes the other day.

            4:00 AM CDT

From watching my stream I made on November 27 of this year, I learned how to get back to Juliet's Mansion in Varrock to complete the rewarding Old School Runescape Romeo/Juliet Quest. I commented to myself that once I get strong (in the game) I will probably do every Quest that it is feasable for me to do. I am grateful for the character (Avatar) interactions that make MMO's with preset paths and quests interesting and fun and the ability of a lot of them to not need to go only where the Quests lead but anywhere at any time. To get to Juliet's, go South out of the Grand Exchange a little and immediately turn left, go into the big house with the ticking clock sound and you are there! I'm not playing Runescape rn tho, maybe l8r today, maybe. I'm more likely to play Albion or try Fortnite or Raid: Shadow Legends today than I am to play Runescape, old or new, today.


           At 4:33 AM I subbed to YouTuber SHMUP Master, who is a game streamer like me, on my aol account.

At 4:37, I subscribed to Cinemassacre, a channel Matt Matei is often a guest on, or that Matt helps run, I don't know which or neither??? Maybe it has many, many guests and I just happened to sub to the Channel from a video Matt Matei just happened to be in.

I want to combine elements of the Star Wars despecialized editions, such as Han firing first, with elements of the Special Editions, such as combining the original Jabba's palace song just before Oola's death in 1983 with Jedi Rocks in 1997 and Yubnub song in 1983 with the End scene in 1997 music of Return of the Jedi, retaining Hayden instead of Sebastian Shaw in the Force Ghost scene but adding Liam as Qui-Gon, and also retain elements of the subsequent DVD editions, but removing 'NOOOOOO' in the Anakin destroys the Emperor scene because it is out of place and doesn't belong, and keep the Shistavenan Wolfman in the Cantina scene and make Shadows of the Empire, Splinter of the Minds' Eye, The Approaching Storm, Rogue Planet and The Holiday Special canon.


    5:39 AM
I ended the stream, ran the cleaner and antivirus scan, talked to Dr. Oherd, a discord contact, and listened at his behest to Bing Crosby sing part of "White Christmas", a beautiful song.

Now I have started the next stream and have big plans for this unique stream in the series of streams where I will be doing this to make people happy...I will write about it after, not before I have done it. I am very excited about what I am about to do.

                5:48 AM

   Boy o boy am I glad that I wanted to send a link to my current stream to I LOVE BRENT and Nerdhalla Network and Dr. Oherd and SW Santa and Para and H7 because had I not made the first attempt I would have forgotten that because I ran c-cleaner and updated Avast by restarting my computer so I could run avast that I interrupted my upload of my Diary-restoring stream from July 22, 2021, and now I had to delete the aborted upload and restart the upload of the video with the recorded stream on it. I took it in stride pretty much. Now I will proceed to do what I am so excited about doing live while at the same time I watch Matt Matei play and replay the Famicon Star Wars game until he presumably finally beats that ridiculous thing.

What I wrote to @cielo East


@cielo East two short generations in which we must build a spiritual then a physical temple in America on the temple lot in Independence Missouri for Jesus to come suddenly to and rapture his church and the dead in Christ not to bring peace(at least not at first) but to destroy those who destroy the earth. Get ready he will not delay his coming and he is coming very very soon. I tell you the truth we are right now in the beginning of the Tribulation period and Obama is the antiChrist and Trump is the Cyrus figure sent to protect Israel and the church as the Temples in Israel and America are built and if we will honor Trump God will honor us.- posted to YouTube video '50 nations affected by covid-19 unite to sing Amazing Grace in response to @cielo East asking when Christ shall return. Posted by Brent Sohlden on 07/19-2020 AD after midnight from a WiFi Hotspot in front of McDonalds and a gas station/convenience store in Missouri, USA in a small town where I live.


What I wrote to a woman who tried to use me to get money by trying to befriend me with her charms a couple years back, Sharon:

Hello Sharon.

I no longer play videogames and never will again but I still like movies.

I know that is not the best opening of a letter but I really don't know what to say for I don't know you very well. I hope you don't drink smoke or do drugs.

I find that many of the Latin rite Catholic traditions, but not all of them ,to be good and true and I believe in Purgatory. I also believe that there are many levels of both hell and heaven and many inhabited world's besides this one and many that have passed away and many that shall come. I want to know what your beliefs are and what your testimony of Jesus Christ is.

I also want to know if you watch Sid Roth or Jimmy Swaggart or Kenneth Copeland or if you would be willing to watch them if you don't. I also want to know what you think of my belief in the Book of Mormon.

Secondarily I would like to discuss your experiences with cinema and know what your favorite movies are. Do you consider yourself a charismatic Catholic? Do you believe that the gift of tongues and prophecy is for today? Write back. Your acquaintance Brent Sohlden

--

Sent from my Android phone with mail.com Mail. Please excuse my brevity. ( I wrote this a couple years ago before I started pursuing Maggie again).

I am watching Matt Matei do a 9-hour stream. He is currently taking a break from the cruddy Star Wars Atari game that only very loosely follows the Story of A New Hope, and is now playing Metroid. He is very entertaining and funny. He can sing show tunes like no other, very talented. He is much older than he looks and has a lot of the same problems and psychoses as me.

To:bexanalrella@gmail.com Details





Brent Sohlden

brentsohlden@aol.com

Dear bexanalrella of the Dark Jedi Brotherhood,

I am Grik of the Correllian Clan Spiceminer. My freighter, the Firebird-10, has been used by me to transport both clandestine and legitimate goods for a number of years. I have been in my share of scrapes and have fought on the side of the Rebellion. I'm pretty good with a blaster. I have a pet Lothcat named Spot and my personal, and pretty darn accurate Gunnery Droid is named Chester. One thing about me is I am a Theist, and have studied the ancient Jedi Texts (many of them so old they were in dusty old books) and have become adept with Force powers as my Midichlorian count has increased, still I am a novice and have no lightsaber. I have not joined until now the Jedi Order or any Force using club or organization, though my chronicler Brent Sohlden in a distant galaxy and time from me is the administrator of many Facebook groups (he hired new admins for them, or one was hired for him for one of them), MeWe groups and two discord servers, and an RLDS Latter Day Saint, built many websites, has at least three blogs, has a Star Wars website, maraandlukeforever.boards.net, and used my character in a Star Wars roleplay he invented which he just reinvented, making it simpler but he has lost the record of my previous adventures. He, like me, contemplates the Force as he is a Force realist, having the existence of such confirmed to him in the ancient texts of his earth, and he considers himself a Jedi Knight, having faced his trials and his mirror in reality. That part is absolutely not fiction. I look like him, though my countenance is sterner, seriouser and a little older, in my early 40's than him, who is currently 38. On my front, on my double breasted jerkin, I bear the Symbol of the Rebellion, the three pronged symbol of Hope that Sabine Wren once spray-painted so beautifully, and which in the future, Resistance sympathizers will bear on rings. I hope to bring positivity and sacrifice and much good to the Brotherhood of which I have just been made an Apprentice after facing my Trial of Identity. I hope to excel at the Shadow Academy. If this text has been too wordy, my apologies. My counterpart Brent tends to ramble when he creates my dialogue. Myself, I like to make my words a little more sparse.



-Your friend and student, Grik, Clan Spiceminer of Correllia.





P.S. I never smuggle immoral goods. Used to. Gave it up when I found a Greater Tutor than all. I submit to the teachings and training of the Shadow Academy.



May the Force be with you.

Brent Sohlden

brentsohlden@aol.com



Oh, one more thing, I am also a currently banned (for promoting my fanfics which i will not do on your website at all if the rules do not permit of it) from being a longtime Member of theforce.net, study3600, with the recent rank of Force Ghost which was recently promoted to Jedi Grand Master, to be let back on on May 11 2022 or so, and I joined that in 1999 to work on the TPM Humorous Version, and have been helping to write them ever since, and I am the author of the Screenplays of the next several episodes of Star Wars (which can all be found (or what I have of them) on the link I sent you in my last email on the Movies and Shows board, which I plan to, some of them, direct and help produce after I found CAVE-I studios (Computer Animated Visual Effects-Innovations) and its subsidiary SpeakPurpandVacParody Unlmtd. working with Disney and Lucasfilm execs, including Filoni, Lucas, Favreau and Kennedy, as well as the necessary actors and actresses, (I will see too it that the original vision of Rangers of the republic is fulfilled and Gina Carano gets her job back and keeps playing the iconic Cara Dune) , and publish the HV's with all their living signatories, with royalties on the way for each author of them, plan on being a philanthropist and missionary, and am from a bloodline of Scandinavian Nobility and today joined the Boba Fett Fan Club, and plan today on joining many more Star Wars niches, clubs and Forums over the next time period of indefinite length. I would be remiss if i did not mention these things my RPG character alter ego left out.




So, it turns out that Matt Metei just gave up on playing that wacky Star Wars game and the YouTube's AutoPlay switched the video to Metroid and there I was thinkin' that Matt had taken a break and was playing Metroid on the same stream as Star Wars. Silly me, I just wasn't aware of the first stream's end because I was too busy either trying to get myself set up for two new Star Wars websites, or I was absorbed in that fantastically good Boba Fett fan fiction about the pregnant wife who gives birth in the Slave I to a boy.
Regards, Brent

           At 1:02 PM CDT I got posting privileges on The Boba Fett Fan Club! Praise God! Now I need to set a timer for one hour and interact with the website for at least that amount of time. I already did a survey on their site, before I got posting privileges.

Part of what I posted in Introduce Yourself on the Boba Fett Fan Club Boards:


My name is Brent. On tf.n I'm known as study3600.



I have been a Star Wars fan since 1997. I think Blue Milk Special is downright hilarious!



I like riding my bike around town, attending a good church (I'm RLDS and have a good Pastor friend who helps me, and an Elder friend who also helps me) and I like to read, write stories and Screenplays, draw, animate, and stream, play MMORPG videogames, and am the Admin of several Groups on social media and a website, and future director of movies, philanthropist, Missionary, husband and father and future founder of Computer Aided Visual Effects-Innovations (CAVE-I), who will cooperate with Lucasfilm and disney execs to get all my movies and network TV shows made.



I was a rapscallion in school and when I lived in Michigan had some trouble with the law, but in Missouri where I live in my own apartment, I cooperate with the police and am a law abiding crewperson at McDonald's.



I wish you all well and May The Force Be with you.



-Brent, Apprentice, Shadow Academy, Dark Jedi Brotherhood as Grik Spiceminer my Avatar, light side path, Jedi Knight and Force realist for real, having actually faced my trials and my mirror.


I never studied rhetoric but I'm good at it it because of all my excessive reasoning, justification of everything, knowledge of law and primae facea arguments, and because there's so much rhetoric in the Book of Mormon


Continuing conversation between myself and Reps of the Galactic Federation of Light:


I would figure alot of worlds from this AND other galaxies in this universe, and i dare say, beings representing other universes will be involved now in dealings with earth. I presume that because of the many high born/ranking beings that have incarnated/bestowed on earth. . out of the, no, WAY out the normal for like say the universal government mostly knows what its experianced/gruop think whatnot. . .it is currently reconfiguring. And i expect the ones hailing under the title, galactic federation to be involved here as well as the potentialy new universes, that are ready for population. Thus new universes will also need government, but it will begin as linked directly to the Father of All, or Great Spirit.. .the spawning point and source of all the existing universes we know, as they are. Talkin Big numbers there bro, and all eyes are on us. Do good, be good. Happy journey

12/14-
TUESDAY

I think that the only Maggie May Savoie is the one that married Ben Kirkman, and she moved out here briefly to Bates City in response to my journals, where I saw her, then she wrote "I can't do this anymore" on the McDonald's picnic table, then "Back to the farm" then she moved back to Colorado and went back to her husband Ben and had my number restricted because it was in my journal. O forgive me Father for pursuing a married.

Junk_bow and the deads are trying to seduce me, making me think the actual Maggie Savoie is available.


I wrote this to Shelly Savoie, Maggie's half sister, minus the second paragraph, then wrote the following to her:


Confirm this.

Brent"study36"FinalWarning"KoivV — Today at 2:24 AM
0therwise confirm that she is still single and living in Bates City
[2:24 AM]
And confirm whether or not she is @ I LOVE BRENT
[2:25 AM]
Please. I need to determine whether I should be overjoyed or heartbroken but willing to move on. If she is married and I continue to obsess over her it could destroy me
[2:26 AM]
This is important, Shelly

Yesterday evening, I think before 9 PM I subscribed to my Uncle Mark's YouTube Channel, Mark Sohlden.



 At 3:14 AM, after a near winning and winning once streak, I re-achieved Knight's League on UNO Card Party.  I am still in the process of installing Fortnite on my laptop computer for my Windows 10 64-bit PC. Later, after playing it, I wish to play RAID: Shadow Legends, which should be a much faster install. At 3:20 AM, after losing my first game back in the Knight's League, I went a league down, back to the Rollin' League.


   At 3:43 AM I achieved Player Level 27 in UNO Card Party.

At 3:47 AM CDT I won another hand in Rollin' League. I had achieved Level 27 after a streak of major losses where all I gained was a lot of experience. It's like the Stock Market, which I was in briefly from 2007-2009 with Merryl-Lynch when I had my 401(k) investiture as an employee or Associate of Walmart, Inc., the Fortune goes up and down, especially in a completely random game like Uno. In regular gambling, if you don't walk away when you win, but keep on playing, the House always wins. But this is all pretend money, so.....yeah.


        To prepare to play Blackout Bingo when the debitcard arrives, and earn money and prizes to achieve my goal of financial independence, the other day I set up a PayPal Account and today I applied to get a free PayPal DebitCard in the mail. When it arrives, I pray Father, that you will help me to only use what I gain from this method for my good, my just enjoyment and lawful entertainment, my needs, and the good and needs and just enjoyment and lawful entertainment of others. Amen.

    At 4:23 AM I Subbed to Mark Sohlden's other YouTube Channel, MARK SOHLDEN.

                                                        5:03 AM

As I review the stream I finished a couple few hours ago and prepare to grab some more of "DIARY "6"(7 or "6-") off of a video screen recording made a month or two ago, I am in crunch time with finishing the Novel of Return Of The Jedi before December 18 at 12AM when I must begin The Force Awakens Novel. I was given ample time to read Jedi. I have no excuse not to finish it. (Facing East, on knees, silently, typing) Father, help me to be a more productive person. Amen.

When I begin The Force Awakens, I can also start Star Wars Dark Apprentice. On December 18, my Dark Jedi Brotherhood Clan of fellow mercenaries and smugglers, Odan-Urr, is having a Cards against Humanity event. I'll show up for it to see what it's about. I saw some Cards Against Humanity in the McDonald's or Walmart parkinglot (not sure which, it was a long time ago I saw them). They are interesting and a little funny.

Should I ever doubt that I have a chance with Maggie Savoie, I should reflect on yesterday morning's dream when the Holy Spirit Music played, Maggie sang to me, what she said and the angels singing 'Let the Glory Fall'.


She is not Kirkman. She is Savoie and there is another Shelly Savoie too, also from Michigan, sister of Maggie Kirkman.


                    "It's so hard, it's so hard because like anything that I'll ever read or see on the internet, I just want to just be like, 'You don't even know, you don't even know what's gonna go down!'  All these guesses and people going down the wrong rabbit hole, it's funny to watch.  But as soon as I get the green light, I might do a two-hour special talking about everything."- Ewan MacGregor, about rumors about the upcoming Obi-Wan Television series.


                             6:17 AM

Last night, just an hour or two it seems, or less, I FINALLY brushed and flossed my teeth again for the first time in, like, forever. The other day I charged my two electric shavers, the one for my beard, and the one to trim my moustache. I also have razors for really close shaves.

It has been a very, very long time since I have used any deodorant, hand lotion or hand sanitizer, but I just clipped my fingernails and toenails the other day and I took out my trash last night. Father, please give me big plastic lawn and leaf bags, enough to rake and bag all those leaves out front before cometh the schnee and eis, and a laptop charger for when the sun surge or EMP putteth all the land off the Grid. Amen. And a Faraday Cage. Amen.

              I haven't been practicing my piano at all for a while now, nor doing ham radio because I made the mistake of thinking rough places on my Coaxial Cables were frays and I disconnected them and thought I had to buy  replacements and I plum lost the small one that adapts my large one to my HT, so it's my fault. I lost it for pretending to send it through the vortex I went through on my bed, as discussed earlier. The book 'The Truth about Marijuana' is missing from my house, and I never took it out of here, not this copy.  However, I pretended to send it




























through a portal I imagined was open beneath my bed, and anything I was putting on my bed I was sending to some woman named Maggie, whether Junk_bow, Maggie Savoie or Maggie Kirkman (At times I believed it was one or the other or the other, never two or three at the same time in my beliefs), supplying her in my apartment's Twinner in the Realm of the Dead and Monkey Mountain's Twinner one or two or more Levels or Dimensions above the Realm of the Dead where I imagined I had been once (running to McDonald's, avoiding every shadow or dark space which all looked like Dead Maggies, staying off the grass which was hot and burned, not taking a donut hole from a man who offered it, lying to a woman I thought to be the lower dimension Twinner of my GM at McD's to avoid going to the Mental Hospital down there, having to take off my shoes and socks because they were turning to the stuff of that dimension, as my clothes, legs and body and my face had started to turn in the Realm of the Dead, etc, telling and proclaiming all praying people down there to put it all over social media that they all needed to pray that Maggie got to her Brent as I ran to McDonald's, feeling like time was getting very short, and having come from the local library "down there" which I felt strongly was quickly turning into a "hot zone", etc. And I felt that everything I put upon my bed was being sent through the vortex or portal beneath my bed (a'la "Little Monsters") to whichever Maggie I believed it was that hour, and imagined  that at Monkey Mountain (once she was on a level where the water became safe and not consuming of its consumer, as all eatables are on lower levels) Maggie was Baptized by Angels in a river in Monkey mountain and confirmed by them. I sent her everything from the Scriptures to a chamber pot for when she had to, for lack of a better term, poop, and newspapers and other papers to line beneath the crate, and blankets to cover the "hot floor", lots and lots and lots of water, a canopener, canned goods up the yin yang, part of a sandwich, books to read, paper, pens, laptops, walking sticks, my laptop cord, and my entire bugout bag FULL of camping gear and even a tablet charger, batteries (I notice whereas I sent her a full package of AA batteries, most of that package, in fact all of it is now EMPTY!) and a TUB of water for sponge baths and washing clothes, soap and clothes (pants, socks, constant shoe drops periodically for when her shoes started "turning") toiletries including underarm and tooth care, and much more. If she did receive any of this, and she used it for their intended purpose (I also gave her lots of instruction for I believed and still do to a degree that she could hear my thoughts and words, and I hers) then she had it made down there, for I had to survive by my wits alone when I was down there with not a single luxury, and it was downright frightening. If she was down there, I'm glad that I made it reasonably comfortable for the girl. After all, some things I do remember putting on that bed are now nowhere to be found anywhere in my apartment, and I did not take them beyond the walls of this house.

 I went down to the front porch mother naked when I was there and hid behind the trash barrel. The blue ghost of Matthew Shaver, the Twinner of my neighbor to my Left, took a picture of me crouching down hiding behind that barrel like that, a flesh and bone living person in the Realm of the Dead. When a Ghost Cop discovered me shining a light on me, I fled upstairs, remembering the Universal Principle, As Above, So Below, and remembering what the Joy Soper up here had told me, that Myyyyyyyy God had told heeeeeeer that no one gets through that door. Oh, the Ghost cop tried. I could lock it and throw the deadbolt easy enough, but I couldn't chain the door as an added measure of security because the chain was hot and zapped my hand with demonic ki. But I slept on that bed, that lower bed, and made it through the night and woke up in a slightly better place. I remember in the dimension just above that, or one higher, or one higher or more, eating that lower potato hash at that lower Waffle House and them looking like Dead Maggie Surprise and as I felt it eating my insides from the inside, I prayed to myyyyyyyyyyyy God and I was saved from certain death. Beware of free food sometimes, I swear. And when the Realm of the Dead is aware of thy presence, of a flesh and blood Human Being, sendeth guillotines. They're spiritual, but if you don't dodge them, you're dead, and you join them, I presume. I actually don't know, because I dodged every one they sent. Had I not, then I could not report this to you, I don't believe. Did I die there? Did they move upon me and "kill me" as I slept down there thinking I was relatively safe? After all, isn't dead to the dead alive to the living? Unless I find the answer to those questions, or God or one of His Holy Angels, Scriptures or a holy Man or good book or Christian TV show, movie or Documentary or some other reliable source tells me those answers, I'm not going to know. When I find out without dying to find out, and I am allowed to tell you those answers, I will, or I'm sure Maggie will if she knows, if she is allowed to tell it.

What I wrote to Sister Paula:

Randy Vick and the other Apostles prayed and fasted for two days thought woop we got our answer then told everyone else not to believe it either in 40 pages of rumormongering blather it was painful to wade through concluding with its your choice what to believe but listen to us we're right.
And Bob Moore who verified the sword and had all his hopes and wishes verified by the image of the kingdom coming down from heaven on the plates and Joseph Smith Smith who felt the holy spirit so strong he couldn't get out of his seat hardly when he saw the plates have rejected the work and most if not all the Second Invitation Apostles have fallen away. Maybe Jesus knew what he was talking about Paula when he said when I return shall I find faith on the earth? You've read it twice. You saw the final verses if the last chapter and the dire warnings proscribed for those who reject it. Order another copy. There is no witness until after the trial of your faith it says in Ether which I have experienced time and time again with so many things. Do not skim or skip any of what I just said. Read what I said very carefully.

Then I heard the most wonderful news I've heard in a long time coupled with news that on the primary facea seems disheartening:

Bob Moore has repented so I talk to him quite a bit and do not hold anything against him. We all make mistakes. But Fred Greene who is a Patriarch here at the only Restoration branch in Dallas came up with this document that was almost word for word what someone else thought God revealed to them about ordaining Apostles. As soon as the JCRB whoever voted for it the conference fell apart. Not so much Randy Vick but Patrick McKay





The important thing is to still love these imperfect people


I said in response to this rather than a knee-jerk reaction:



I wouldnt just take that rumor at face value Paula. Question everything that appears calculated to bring even more division to an already fractured. Church. A Revelation was given in the 1830s that made the church split even in Smith II's day. Also a revelation pre 144 did that in the RLDS DC. But this document sounds fishy to me, I mean it is after the fact and I don't trust this

Shane Jones is going through a very tough time, and I am sympatetic, but I tried encouraging him:

I cannot write or copypasta his part of the conversation, for it is forbidden here on these boards, but here is what I typed to him in response:


I made a bold move. Do as I have done. We need to be pressed and shaken to make sweet juice for Jesus. The shaking happens to all believers. You have to put your trust and faith in the Lord, not in money and job security. Jesus showed your future to you. You cannot fail in your mission. Be bold like me and pray to the Father that everything in your life will be shaken except that which cannot be shaken. You think your life's been crazy. If you had to live the life I was living the last three or four month you'd think what you're going through is a cake walk. It's not going to get any easier and the persecution will get worse before things get better. There were times when I had nothing, zilch, and everyone was against me, and everyone had cut off all support, and my health was just awful and the police were harrassing me constantly, I hung onto my job by a thread, and I came a hair's breadth from going to a mental hospital, was poisoned and haunted by millions of ghosts on top f constant seduction attempts by a demonflesh Nephilim named Luscurrnuvus. Now I am not unsympathetic. I know what you're going through is tough, but Hang In There. There be many more with us than be with them (the world, your enemies and persecutors)

Shane: I figured out my purpose, it was revealed to me, but now Satan throw the whole tool box into my plans.

I got to January 2, 2022 to change course on my path or else it will get way worse for me.

A friend told me this.

He is a native American

Brent: Seek, really seek the Lord. Go to your secret place. Fast. Seek him early. Pour your heart out to him. Really *listen* .

Brent: He told me right now at at a crossroad in my life and that I need to figure it out which is the right path.

My guardian Angel did tell me though she is with me and that as long as I listion to her messages from God I'll be okay for she protects me that is why God gave me an Archangel to protect me for my mission is that important

Still though I don't want to fight my own loved one's

Brent: My faith, of course. You remember seventy Ron's lessons, your confiming witnesses of the BOM, the Holy Spirit shooting through you at the RLDS Church, what Seventy taught you about the Holy Spirit and the true Ordinances and sacraments, you witnessed us taking communion, heard our sacred hymns, the RLDS group i started on MeWe made you hunger, put that all together, not to mention what Pastor Bob said almost jokingly about Mormonism must be true and Shane, Shane Vick's not ready and the legend you heard or read about a city going to heaven and all the times you told me I've done research and i hate to say iot but your right and your dream about your church being dark, put all that together and you tell me, Shane, what do you got?

Shane: Yeah

Maybe your right, that's why I'm on guard constantly now

God told me last night that the time for me to leave is not nigh yet, but I will have to soon when things happen it will be when they come to take me out, I must fight the enemy

That's why I had those dreams, he was showing me what will happen so I will be ready to fight when it comes.

I've been to timid for to long.

I was sent into this world to protect her, to fight for the people that are left. To protect the rest that are up here to Escort them to Zion.

I'm gonna be a leader and my flag is not a country it is a legion to fight against the antichrist to get people safely to Zion.

Everything was not on accident

All my dreams were not accidental

It was prapering me for this.

Trump in my dream was my ally to help my legion of warriors against the antichrist.

I will be one of his enemies

When Jesus returns that's when my mission will be fulfilled


Satan has from day one tried to take me down.

The day I was born is when he tried to kill me.

but now I know.

I gotta make a stand.

Ty Brent God just typed these thoughts through me.

I had a dream last night I was deployed in the US Army I will be in the Military of all Allies Japan Israel. And my Lunarian Union will be the the great friend of these nations.

Yes there are other dimensions too but its no coincidence why Ived done what Ived done it all makes sinve now.

Ra devour of emperors was a warning to show me that if I lose my way God will not hasitate to take me out.

Lunaria is a country of God.

Remember that Flag God wanted me to make well its made its my flag.

My Guardian Angel was guiding me to do all this.

Without me realizing it.

Okay I'm dond now.

I said a country

The USA will still be here.

Mine will be like a what's the word a movement

a secret country for God against the antichrist.

okay now Im done 😅😇


Brent: That's awesome Shane! God is so awesome! I'm so proud of you!



42.72 GB of storage is needed for the Epic Games PC Game 'Fortnite'.  On my C:/ Drive, 13.70 GB is available. I NEED to uninstall it.  Oh, well.

Time for 'RAID: Shadow Legends'....