For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and "marrow", and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart. Hebrews 4:12

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As a child I grew up in a little town that modern man now calls Waynesville, North Carolina. Hazelwood was a peaceful place, just like Canton, before the factory shut its doors or the paper mill learned of new laws that its mother branch's location could no longer practice. The branch in Canton was used for paper pulp processing, which the mother branch's home state had outlawed 100 years prior. Why were the state’s laws so different, and enforced by their modern man doing their jobs? Why did it take NC so long to catch up?

These questions lead me to question the powers at be, when I grew up swimming in what "we locals" called black water, Nc. Let alone the concept of prohibition was to alcohol, as is taxes to medical marijuana, in the present day of course. People were arrested and served 30 years for controlled substances. As time shifted, my holidays had gotten smaller, and the locals had started to disappear. That was then. Now the month is October, in the year of 2025, and I have to say 2025 years and they still know not what they do.

In college, I learned about economics. Macro and micro, but honestly, these shackles are not new. Mammon evolved, and the cloth was torn long before I was born. I’m just here to tell you why I had a dream, not what it was about. I was 160 pounds down and crying myself to sleep.

No. Where to start?

In 2019, I had a gallbladder surgery known as a cholecystectomy in “western medicine,” a concept many can't fathom. I was a hard-working male who grew up in the country. Again, a concept today, many can't fathom. I stood strong at 250-275, depending on the season and the ingredients changing in our synthetic, fortified shelf-stable foods, while keeping the brands the same. The logos the same. Yet I’m told these were my choices, my options. St Benedict said, “Drink your own poison dragon.” I say the options provided are tricks. Again, these shackles are not new.

My family grew up eating from the garden. I will always cherish the memory I have of stringing beans on the porch with my mom and grandmother. These were gods given organic gifts. You can read Gen 1:29 for yourselves. All this before they got sick, of course, and before people sent their kids off to school to afford the luxury of healthy foods that state-to-state laws differ on. When my grandfather retired, the natural option was to buy from the grocery store since all the aunts and cousins had grown up, and again, the natural thing was to go to college to provide. Not much of an option. Go to work or anything to get by. Welcome to adulthood.

One day, I started to have digestive issues. I went to the doctor and was given antihistamines in the form of antacids. H1, H2, and even PPIs are handed out as a first line of defense in, you guessed it, “Western medicine.” Antihistamines block the histamine receptors but never help detox the histamine/reaction from the blood. Recently, medical advancements have proven that constant reaction triggers the body to create antibodies.

When the body reacts to these, you have an autoimmune disease. I tell people if I drink gas, should I call that autoimmune as well? Modern man has marketed our god given rights and even domesticated the people into low-energy dogs. Booster shots and 7-in-1s for everyone. We are stressed and confused; many are scared in a cage with our economic shackles placed so tight that the ones who can't take it are a mental statistic. We really need to pull together. 

Why should Walmart workers and many low-wage employees systematically lock themselves into disease with ICD-10 codes and fees of service while someone records the side effects aka suffering. These side effects become statistics that other states with better economies never have to experience. Why?

I read statistics that tell me why someone got cancer from something 20 years before. Why am I continuing the cycle generationally?  Why did your grandma get cancer, or your mom have one type of diabetes, and your grandpa have another type? One aunt has tumors, and the others have a disease that Bethesda needs to study??? Then the rabbit hole got deeper.

With BCBS I get a medication called Flonase, and with CIGNA, I am prescribed for Nasacort. In network, out of network, and all the fine print we have to deal with. I read the same statistics about many other old, outlawed drugs that have been taken off the shelves. You pick one. That’s not what this is about. Many street drugs were originally pharmaceutical, but had a high dependency and became a scheduled narcotic. I can go all day, but everything is erased in the sands of time and enforced by codes that nobody cares about.

Anyway, I was told the gallbladder was a useless organ. Recently in modern advancements in medicine they have shown that the gallbladder harbors beneficial microbiota that is your immune system. The higher bile concentration from no reservoir also causes a slight inflammatory reaction to fats. Some get flushed with diarrhea when they eat fats, and others get bile acid malabsorption (BAM), like myself. This is highly underdiagnosed in the USA. Not in Canada and many other research hospitals around the world. In the states, state-to-state politicians sell or change laws, so you see places like Mission in Asheville change “Shareholders and names,” while their technology advances further, just like their finances. They use lobbyists to market your options in one state, then consumers jerk it up at the first sign of “convenience.” Those options again! America.

Unfortunately, I woke up five days after my cholecystectomy with my blood pressure dropping, and my heart rate compensating with tachycardia. When I stood up, my heart rate would be 190 due to your autonomic system. A system that is in the background every day, you don’t even realize. Your heart rate rises when you stand because your blood vessels constrict in your legs and vice versa. When you lie down, your blood vessels relax, and your heart rate slows. When your body is reacting to something, even neurological, like ptsd, they will tell you the autonomic system starts to fail or run less efficient. Again, in Western medicine. Other cultures called it energy or the natural flow of life. Magic into science, and now the big churches are using nonprofit board members of 3x, to tell the population with their hands behinf their backs, it's secularism and it’s the devil's language. That that is the issue? Well, I took business to learn the devil’s language later on, while homeless, in an abandoned mobile home, with a laptop and a solar panel. Hello Mammon. Mathew 6:24

I was asked if anyone in my family had any gastrointestinal issues when the antacids stopped working and plethora of medications made me sick. I mentioned an aunt I didn’t know the best was supposed to have Crohn’s disease. This entered me into more testing with the American ICD-10 codes and fees of service. When a relative has an illness, that allows insurance to authorize the finances for approval and testing. My gallbladder was just sluggish at a 16% ejection fraction rate from a domesticated Western diet. What did I do, God?

I was referred out to a bigger hospital after the doctor who took out my gallbladder instead of changing my diet, said she had heard of a condition called POTs. Postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome. This is what my body started doing with my blood pressure for an unknown reason, and it's highly studied. I was told I could get help there. I went to Vanderbilt and Duke University. Both diagnosed POTs and Crohn’s disease. Up north, it was neurological, out west, immunological, and out here. In the east, it’s cardiological. We are rats, so before I leave or I’m used up by any American system that will take me, I want to say, I was a good dude cut from the same cloth as you. They still know not what they do, and I forgive you all. 

At duke they told me they heard pots may be autoimmune, and recommended Humira since my skin condition known as HS was also autoimmune. I was being marketed. Many medication companies buy lunch for the medical office and gives incentives. In China it’s called a bribe, and in the states it is outlawed, unless structured correctly in business. Welcome to the devils language. One more Example, credit card companies being incorporated in states that allow higher interest rates and marketed to states that took precautions. Consumers have no choice. This is the highly debated topic with Supply Side Economics..

I know in modern advancements HS is caused from the oil being washed off from chlorine and harsh chemicals over time. The skin becomes sensitive and the body recognizes the foreign chemicals which start to react. The body is way more advanced then the people offering help. When the person sweats the body starts to react and in western medicine they don’t remove the environment causing the reaction. They medicate the antibodies our very advanced system creates. Why?

I asked why it started just five days after gallbladder surgery as well, and was fed many theories. I read a medical advancement that said metal clips are used, and other states use poly or plastic clips. i came to find out if you don’t have insurance, they use dissolvable sutures. The clips save 15 minutes over 600k gallbladder surgeries a year and the political powers in your state barter for their medical equipment. I learned people have gone in front of the FDA for 8 years before my life was ruined. It took surgery, and 4 years laying bedridden after losing 160lbs in 8 months from Humira to ask God why again. He laid it on me. Be carful when asking certain things? It was all in that book that many haven’t for some reason been able to finish. Genesis into john, and see what happens when you read about “the word” the second time your (re)visit genesis.

I laid in bed crying myself to sleep for many years. So scary. So hopeless. I developed a bone marrow defect that mayo calls my blood line, “a canary of the world.” We are sensitive. From my side, modern man moved in and consumers unknowingly were marked our god given rights back to us. Water with chemicals that I bath in, or drink and wash the mucosal coat away, causing leaky gut. You throw fish in chlorinated water and add chemicals to put the stripped-out nutrition back? You wash your body and add oils back to them? What is going on? Are your jobs that important? My family was to me. You are too, but just stop kicking. No one is fighting your wars. Your all so lost. 

Why are we being domesticated? My family were the McGaha’s. The first settlers from Ireland and always on the run. We traded with the Cherokee that America took everything else from, and now we pay to park, while paying respect to the family graveyard in Cataloochee. America. Sodom and people being poisoned by bartered oil fields? Or HAMA wanting a government with Palestinian recognition. Three quarters of the population stand with Palestine, not Israel in Egypt. Yet international law keeps taking families for profit. International laws your virus.

One aunts modern man, used lethal doses of radiation on her brain. Another aunts modern man uses chemo. Modern man used time against us to study the human body. My modern man gave me immunosuppressants and yours markets genetic therapy. Just as antihistamines do, they turn these switches on, and your modern man has marketed your god given health back to you. Please stop dying. Genetic therapy may help cut your reactions off, but its put real power into the hands of the same people placing the shackles.

I sold my home that I was staying in near Durham. I stayed their so i could see Duke regularly while I figured out what was going on. I was so scared. Years in a box. After I lost 160lbs my platelets dropped to 50, and my liver ast/alt tripled. I asked for a metal test and was reassured there was none by gastrology, Gastro tells me the clips are 100% titanium, and nobody is allergic. Once you read .06% of the population have an allergy to titanium, you start to get frustrated. Especially when immunology says the clips are malleable due to cobalt and nickel percentage. Alchemy and all. The body reacts to many metals, so I wanted a test. A lymphocyte test that shows a lymphoblast will show a clear reaction. This test is called a Melisa LTT test, and is located in Germany and England, but why only offer patch testing in the USA. I learned its because if you are reacting, in the end they medicate either way. It was for an easier diagnosis. The name for the American test was a guinea pig patch test? Pass. Mayo used Melissa, but why not in Nc or any other state around? God. What was going on? WHY? I’m bred in poverty and I was going to die because of it. I Contacted Melisa again and they were so helpful. The shipped the kit and examples to follow. Thank you so much again.

LabCorp and Quest would not release my blood to me so I could ship it overnight to the melissa lab. The testing is standard in their medical system, and their government uses it every day. Only mayo gets to cure people in the USA right? NO! I went to an anytime lab in charlotte. I drove to the airport carrier service, and paid quite a bit to overnight a cold biohazard across seas.

Immunology again tells me that the reason titanium is malleable is its mixed with cobalt and nickel. Two metals known to react to the human body. A discrepancy? Not one doctor questioned it. Each just doing their jobs, AGAIN. The Nc medical board director after the fact, told me I should get into politics. He was just doing his job and confirmed the metal clips are due to how politics and insurance subsidies/finances break down state to state... I’m told we just give the system time. I didn’t ever need you. Its God, family and then country, and the way I see it. You have taken it all from me.

I received my results, and I was so sick. I had known, and felt so crazy, for so long. Hives around the spot where the clips would be, as well as spasms from under the right rib. My blood pressure dropping and antihistamines in other forms helping. I was on blood pressure pills for years. The test was in, I had a clear reaction to a few metals like a high titanium and mercury test. The product that is in Amalgam, the tooth feeling. I remember having lesions on my tonsils and testing negative for strep up to the point they removed my tonsils and adenoids right after I got a tooth filled at age 6. I even had what they called anxiety. No, I had tachycardia to mercury vapor. I had this removed at a mercury safe dentist after the clips were removed, and my liver numbers sky rocketed yet again. I have kept all my medical records, but nobody cared. 

When my tonsils would get lesions as a child, i was told i needed surgery. They took my adenoids because I was told that nine times out of ten, the doctors have to statistically go back in afterward to remove those if not taken with the tonsils. That’s for strep though, and I never tested positive. I was told do I want another surgery or not. Its better to have one surgery than two. Marketed again. I wonder what modern man says about those adenoids. Autoimmune again! My adenoids are an important part of my immune system as I read, and as an adult, moldy or moist rooms cause me lung spasms. I swallow mucus more causing more bile and GI issues, and my immune system is still activated. Who knows, but its coming, “Modern Mans Land” to a country near you. I’m a survivor behind enemy lines like a cut up dog in a cage that nobody wants to care for. So, the animals have pushed me away.

I took my results to a few immunologists, and had the backing of a reliable doctor I had trusted in the past. I called Lewis gale in Virginia and a place in Texas as well as a few others. They market to remove these clips if you are reacting. What? So on December 2022 I had the metal removed with robotics. I had prayed about how I would know how to come off the blood pressure pills that kept my heart from exceeding 190 for years, but soon after every time I took medication I would get sick. My stomach would quiver and I couldn’t breathe. I would wake up with my blood pressure not reading on a cuff. MANY, MANY TIMES. After I stopped the med for a few weeks I started to wake up without tachycardia. Life was ok, but I started trying to introduce foods again.   

I had immune dysregulation before the surgery, but now I realize I had a histamine intolerance as well from BAM. One doctor told me I had vocal cord disfunction, and another a congenital heart defect known as a bicuspid valve. I just had an echo with a tricuspid. No lawyer, and every doctor drop me with another law. This law requires you to have faith in your medical team. I was dropped repeatedly.

I used a very restrictive diet to get by for many years on and off the streets. I still do as I am untreated for BAM, and have struggled with housing insecurity for many years. I needed low fat food which in western life, costs the most. I need high fiber to slow digestion, and allow fat soluble vitamins to absorb once again. Organic fruits and veggies are the same way. No wonder you send your kids off. It feels natural, but your options are stacked against you. The people see low-income homes or other people struggling on the corner. You drive by and pity or think drug addiction, and some even say those guys do it to themselves. I love hearing how i am a strains on your sodomized society. I have been spit at, beaten, drugged and far worse. Every time I asked for help it has gotten worse. Get a job, or I’m crazy. I have been stereotyped in the most heartbreaking of ways. 

Sometimes when the people most like you don’t love you anymore, it is a hurt that can cause the greatest pain, and this pain can lead you to hate everything,” Rafiki.

Funny, but this picture was more like the forty days Jesus walked with the devil. That is the most important lesson in religion. It is grace. To be forgiven and have a second chance. I want to share that with all my brothers and sisters. Thanks for grace big man, and the chance to tell the others. I have always talked to him. Over the years it got spiteful, like my car would get a dented and I would say, Thanks big man, or what did I do to you. I even got mad a few times but the signs were always there. Looking back after the last time I will question his will, I see it was an arrow. Until I took a discipleship did I call it “the hand I hold.” I have walked out of hell, but I think they came with me. 

“Hell’s empty, and all the devils are here.” Shakespeare.

The holy spirit is called many things, but regardless many cultures pray for rain. Then it rains. Regardless of religion Mary was on the way to pay taxes in Bethlehem when she gave birth to Jesus. From frankincense and myrrh processed from a family or community, into a tiny piece of paper that’s not even backed by gold any longer. Mammon evolved and so did how you perceive your demons. I have seen both sides and there was a better way. It’s in that little book. A village, a garden, and a few good friends. Thats not why god stopped coming down at noon every day though. Lies, excuses, pride, immoral acts and well the sins of your fathers over the last 2025 years. Now Sodom burns again. God says pluck the eye or burn with it. I haven’t been able to leave though. Maybe this will help along with a passport. I need culture, heritage and religion. I need you GOD. If i don't tell the others, then i turned my back on my promise. Ecclesiastes 5:4-5. I need them to listen. 

Imagine losing 160 pounds and selling your home just to move into your mothers, and the family thinks you had been doing drugs. They tell you to get a job, and talk about respect while treating you like garbage. Not in their eyes though. Out of time i look back and see it so clearly. The realization that I was no longer a hard working American man. Churches would pray, and the police would pick. Both waving that flag and doing their jobs while providing for their families. That’s all I ever wanted and that was soon taken from me as well. Health, family, a miscarriage and homelessness, while everyone got help but, “us.” Over time everyone had become an enemy that placed those shackles or judged from theirs. You wanted a monster. Fine, but I’m not there, just yet.  

I was in college at my mother’s since disability was turned down. My lawyer had turned nothing in during a two year period, and when I inquired, the arguments began. I just got back from mayo clinic who told me about my bone marrow defect and compared me to a canary of the world. Like the birds of the coal mines in Virginia. So, was my family was a byproduct of modern mans technological boom, or was it part of the misdiagnosis that costed 160 pounds? This is another reason you can’t sue in America for a misdiagnosis. You practically must die on the table with clear facts. The doctors would ask questions that you are there to figure out yourself, then use what they get you to say against you. You can never win. America.

I came home to find my dog had been eating rat bate blocks. The ones that are by law required to go into the bait stations. These are large 3x3 green blocks that my dogs teeth and hair had started falling out. These have Epa warning because it can contaminate ground water, but momma knows best and told me to leave with three weeks of finishing college. I demanded 90 days. I just couldn’t do it after everything.

The sheriffs came and told me to leave my home. My license stated the address clearly and I had a lease that the Hope program had helped me catch up at my mothers with. I said I had a lease to the police officer, but was told they don’t care, for me to leave or they will drag me the FUCK out. I am sick, come on I said. I drive down to the sheriff’s office and show my lease to the Sargent. I’m told I can go home if that’s a lease, that he never looked at.

I was met at the home and told by a cop that he was someone that I don’t want to fuck with. The games. This person came and tried to jerk papers out of my hand when I stepped out, then I said 'who are you,' and that was what he had to say to me. I'm so tired already. Someone that you don’t wanna fuck with? Ok man. So I stayed calm and said "that’s to be found out, but you may wat to pull your little protection out and identify yourself." He looked down and pulled his undercover badge out from under his shirt! America, and no lawyer again?  She now she has taken a restraining order out on me. Back to back. I cant afford a lawyer, and as a defendant in civil court, I don’t get a lawyer. So, to the streets I go. Thanks ma.

Box 4. There it is. On a 50B restraining order a box 4 is for the judge to decide if the guns are to be taken and a ccw restricted. This box was added new, and introduced in 2023. Within the first year or so that this happened to me. So, I was homeless and stopped with a concealed weapon and asked about a larceny at Walmart. Low income life. Im living in a van and sick. I explained that I’m homeless and it must have been a mix up, but with a restricted ccw and now a concealed handgun in the floor, he said he was supposed to take me to jail. I explained the county that charged me, help me load the guns in my car, and I again explained my health. I had no choice but to receive a larceny charge. SO NOW IM A THEIFT? America!

I moved out of the city because I thought I would receive help, but now I had court. I rented an abandoned mobile home with two camper spots out front from a wealthy Florida man. He loved his drugs, but I paid, and he offered money on the side when I could work. Then the neighbors seen me living with a solar panel and a laptop going to college but they seen those DRUGS, i guess. I was trying so hard. The Epa came out one day telling me I cant live their, accusing me and threatening me with charges, until I told them I was renting. I have a lease, please. It was the tiny home laws, and they had caused tension among the locals. Everyone wants their home back. I’m not welcomed here either. A feeling that I came accustomed to over the years. I was told to get a lawyer again. Again, and again and again. This is the definition of insanity i would think, while finding a way to deteriorate the definition of courage. Not a misdiagnosis, disability and or even a landlord tenant lawyer could help me. This is Modern Man's Land.

I had the law called one night and they came out. They asked if any weapons were in the home. I was told I spun gravel coming into a Madison County dirt driveway that’s been washed out and fixed up for camper spots. No cars around. Just a bitter old lady that’s husband just passed away. The cop said he thought the neighbor that called in on me was a little crazy and all. Nothing was damaged but she was concerned so they came out. My fiancé at the time had followed me through hell, but up to this point I think she decided to do better for herself. Good luck and a season gone. It took another year before I get to that part. I was about to lose everything i cared for. 

The cops asked again if any weapons were in the home, and as I said the first time, yes and she worked in the city. She just got a good job, and she has a pistol that she carries. They said no weapons were to be in the home, even though it was apparently not even a legal home, and it was hers, so I was taken to jail, where my CCW was physically taken at that point. I was booked for 48 hours, where I laid on the floor sick, and asked many times what I was recovering from. What was I withdrawing from? They wouldn’t give me my stomach meds, and forced me to take a pill. One I fell asleep shortly afterwards with, and was told it was an antiacid. I'm not on drugs, and I'm pretty sure I was medicated for it. 160 pounds down, malnourished, stuttering, with a ton of health issues and suicidal. Right on. 

I was also called a fag, due to my tattoos, and asked what caused the fucked up rash on my head. The scars were from my health, and I decided to shut down before I made my life any worse. It didn’t matter though. I paid to post bale, and that night the hurricane came through, putting court even further out, and tying me into the area further. The funny part is we just signed a lease in chimney rock the week before. I really wanted that family. This home washed away, and the other was flooded. FEMA didn’t cover my vehicle or anything. I was told to get a lawyer later for that to. America. 

The business I started in a crack hotel one night with an article of incorporation with money being beaten on the wall next to me, was worthless. I needed taxable income, to move into a home, and rent in modern society. My van gone. Everything I just built, gone. Gone, gone, gone again. I just watched the news recently, and businesses across Western Nc and everyone else besides the people struggling here, were receiving government help where FEMA fell short. Investors bought it all up and now rents 1500-2500, just in case you’re interested in reality. Also, geological surveys were conducted and have uncovered lithium mines, and other precious resources that modern man needs! America. You’ll have more jobs to do soon enough. The McGahas are packed out like cattle. What’s left of us that is, and time ticks on.

I will say we. “We” used a grant to get into an apartment after the storm, along with some college money. Yes i made deans list a week out of jail. We were homeless again, so we looked really hard. She went to work and I was told to look while i done odds and ends like always. I was the only one providing, and that never really had crossed my mind before. I had been so sick, and love is addictive when you have none. More pressure and more excuses. More drama. I was entered into an abusive game where I was told, look at my record vs yours, and I soon started getting abused. I suspect she wanted me to find the answers for us, but she started sleeping around. I’m again, not a hard working man aka the provider in the American society anymore. Gaslighting and physical abuse as a male, well that was laughed at too. I called Reach and I was actually laughed at by an abuse clinic. I was told I needed to get employment and move. Yet all the loans and grants were in my name, and I needed stability with no further help. I wish I could have. All the grants and assistance was in my name. I cant go on the streets again. Please, I’m so sick. What was I to do? Why? Why WHY WHY!!!

I had to call the cops as a precaution one night. I had them explain what a domestic dispute was to her. She called her dad, and I witnessed the two-sided story for the first time. I was being gaslighted into being crazy. This game. I had tried to protect this person  at all costs, and without her, I realized I had ruined my life. She left me the same way I picked her up. From an abusive partner right? I am a good man. She would carry a pic on her phone of a black eye she caused herself when breaking my stuff, then gaslight and repeat that I did it on purpose or lie about things I had said until I felt crazy. I would go around explaining every action I made to everyone, like i was trying to fix something that had been long broken. All just for a lesson though? 

"Who we were yesterday is not who we are today, nor who you will be tomorrow."~ proverbs.

I called the landlord at Cielo and asked if I could move, but I later discovered she knew her family. She had their friends on her Facebook. She too thought I was the male, and did as society does and defend the woman. Marketed. I have tattoos and stumble on my words now. Please help world, but no. I must be a recovering drug addict as iv heard so much. Everyone turning on me like a puppet to a puppet master. One day she left to run to her dads again, where they would have bonfires and not invite me. They would pick and invite other males that she would send me pics of. Just blurred. I would ask who’s shoes were red, and she would say it was her sisters, but in the last pic her sister had flip flops and shorts. Gaslighting is a word you need to know as much as business law. So when she left I acted. 

Her sister had tried to come onto me before this, but all when I was going to spend my first round of school loans on a tiny home. A tiny home to live in, that belonged to her father. Why would her sister indeed? These people are dangerous. I had fixed their jeep, and they changed their minds afterwards. I had to argue to get my money back, but i was told it was wrong of me by their daughter, my love. Always setting little traps to manipulate their future. So very Dangerous. 

I said ok, if you can bait me, and treat me so badly, while playing both sides, I will have to escape carefully. The GAME. She put software to monitor my phone. There were games like her saying, I was on her phone. Then when she would get on mine and say crazy things like what did i mean by this in a text. So, when I locked mine, she would say that’s why she locked hers. The games advanced, but all along talking to other men. Trying to manipulate her place in life, as she was taught from a culture I wish wouldn't have had to been a part of.

On Halloween six months after I tried to explain about her disrespectful sister coming onto me, she had her text me. Her stepmother said she should be able to defend herself. Her sister said, last chance to say I’m sorry, and insulted me very descriptively. I wanted nothing from these people after all this time if that's how they ask for an apology. When I called her a whore, which she sold herself to pay bills or have fireworks for her kids fulfilling the definition, her dad said he will end me. This is to immoral of a time for me. We had court though for larceny and the cases were tied together. On the same note, meditation is important. It allows you to perceive life out of time. Looking back, that's exactly why she stayed.  

Then Christmas came and she had me drive to Asheville, and as always, stay way longer. It was my Christmas and she never had a license so I was practically on call to pick her up. I should have known it was a toxic relationship when she was always trying to get me to say something in front of the parents to make me look bad. I had caught on to her playing both sides already. So, I text her father saying I drove out to get her, but just bring her home when ever since she's staying.

Soon after she started a fight, and ran off to her dads to do what they were raised to do. I'm sorry but the shoe fits. They dance around bon fires, drink and bait people. She even took my first born. Some would say a self fulfilling prophecy is a term used by teachers and psychologists, but I feel it’s the same witchcraft they use today. Words spell spells. Pagans and Christians. Moses parted the seas from Egypt to Israel for the same reason.

When she left the last time, I acted indeed. She again, logged into my account and watched my phone. She must be telling daddy and setting the stage. I thought why not, if she can hang out with a whore, so can I. When i say whore, I would cloth her, but you don't cast pearls to swine. Not everyone's an angel in Sodom, and its time to correct your peoples slack in morals or it will burn. I texted a female escort, selling herself in a rescission. I made sure I knew she would see by using google not safari. The online world is full of websites. Other governments pay sex workers, and provide benefits like health insurance and more, so don’t think it’s new. That too is an old business that needs more then prayers from behind your church walls. Mathew 21:31.

She had logged into my search history and on an iPhone, where you can monitor texts and do anything you could use the original phone for. I left the trap, and she twisted it all. I was told later that she had said i was on meth. Told people I had been cheating on her, i was abusive, and so on. I tried to leave, and I fell into it perfectly. Her family name was Squeaky Clean. You keep it. Genesis 19:26 

All i wanted was you safe, and a family of my own.

I took a discipleship, and I love to preach. I have had people send dead body pictures and call me with my family names and numbers. My tattoos have religious meaning blended with demons, witches, languages, and histories past lessons. I have had satanists question their choices after their eyes over look all the religious symbology from my tattoos, and this allows me an opportunity to preach. The flesh is weak. Don't be deceived with chemicals and new definitions. The Chi Rio, arch angel sigils, the good ones of course, and the Bard/Celtic symbology. Bible verses and Arabic marks of death for noon. This is my life, this is my Celtic heritage, and my peoples history passed down in the Appalachian Mountains that your modern man calls a retirement community, tourist attraction or anything else that markets the rich to invest in what was already given to us. This was our land! 

Christian and Pagans clashed, and bred out by the same roman style catholic churches that rule today. You know the celts. The irish have always been running. now "Scotts" Irish!!! I just wanted my garden and my family. Yet I have had it all taken away for a lesson. There's not much else left for us to run to, even the Eastern Band of The Cherokee are fighting to except federal recognition. International law is a virus. Is you virus. They offer help, and when they sink their greedy little fingers into the deepest parts of your soul, they use economics to play god and you become dependant. These options are not godly. They are not “good.” They are used for control. Generationally. 

I hate to mention my relationship again, but its part of it. I don’t see myself doing it again since its been done many times before. After she twisted everything I told her to come get her stuff and she threatened me about my stuff in storage. I was told all my things were ruined under her dads, only after I rented a shed and left her belongings for her. I was still threatened and told she wanted all my stuff. She just started her job. First one in five years. No license. I was to sick to understand, and I had a leech on me that resembled a succubus at this point. I did love holding her though, but her beautiful smile turned into the first movie. I haven't seen number 2. 

Everyone left me. I read five love languages, but I don’t need a pet. I don’t need tricks or manipulation. Is there a human left out there or is the holy spirit flickering? Are relationships in modern times just so you can afford a version of life? I hear many times that she does dishes, or comparing the others duties in each others relationships. Now that I'm single I people watch a little more. PTSD aside, I would love a home cooked meal, but the feminine/masculine balance is tipped and its in that book as well. Hormones and chemicals or something someone is getting offended about. 

Gods not welcomed here either. I get the why. I should have went to Israel before now, but i was still stuck.

I moved to another apartment after more bad luck with someone hitting my car. My tag said B@ptized. The apartment property manager had finally decided to talk to me, and I moved to Cullowhee. Well, she wanted the Maggie apartment for higher tax brackets, and moved me into low income housing. It was low-income housing and I got a half month off. It had a gym that never got much equipment. The drugs, cops and people were mixed. The town wanted to remove the low income demography due to a fentanyl crisis, so they marketed school housing after the government programs changed with the years politics. It was soon after election year! So, I had lost 160 pounds, struggled with nutrition for years and prayed for stability every day, just to be met with a feeling I don’t belong absolutely anywhere. A hardworking man into a scared puppy, later trying to stand up and becoming a monster in a cage and left broken, beaten and alone. There was a better way. 

One day a cop that had come around the apartments to flirt with the married property manager told me I wasn’t in trouble. Came into my home and looked around acting funny. I asked what was up. I asked, “did you come to put the old dog down or something,” like when he joked in the past. We talked for a minute and everything was fine. I said I had a misdiagnosis, and I struggle. He said is there anything I can do about that. I said no, but I wont wave my flag on the fourth anymore, since it was coming up and all. He said I’m sorry, and leaned in, with a squint eye. I repeated and said, “since I'm not in trouble I'm closing my door and I did so.” A minute later a swat team met me for an IVC, I was told I needed a lawyer, AGAIN. Another lawyer. It is America! AMERICA!!!

On the way to the car they asked if it made me feel good. Like I was in a fucking movie or something in a crowd of people. I said No, iv lost everything. I repeated what I had said, and was told that he wasn’t going to stand their and argue about what was, and wasn’t said. I was confused and a little pissed off. Always a badge to protect their high school games. I need out of here, please God. When they put me in the back of the car, I preached about John 9:40-41 instead on the way to the hospital, and when the same cop decided to try to be friendly again when we arrived inside the hospital, he was thinking I just running my mouth, and was looking for attention. You know stereotyped. He is blind as the rest of the people doing their jobs out there. No matter what government is over you, or will be over you with international law spreading. An example, BRICKs or the US dollar. Another concept many can't fathom, while sanctions starve millions. Hello again, Mammon. 

The sheriff smiled real big and leaned in, when I said, "I’m still not waving my flag." He said make goddamn sure you sign those papers, and pointed at the ones in the other cops hand that I was preaching to earlier. I calmly said, “cross your T's and dot your I’s.” The case worker told me the next morning he had no right, and to get a lawyer. The property manager said he had other pending cases where he abused his power and recommended the same. Wow. I walked 12 miles home the next day and the sheriff lied. He said if I was released, he would come pick me up. What the hell. I'm to sick for this. NO LAWYER?? Again? 

The old property manager was shortly fired, and many families were evicted. The laundry became paid for, and students were now free. I showed a student ID and was told to call the APP by the new manager. One lie after another. Family came. Family gone. I would use a projector to bowl on the Nintendo switch, or race with the families that came and gone. Some Faught off evictions. We had cookouts and it felt nice to feel apart of something again. Good people stuck in shackles as well.

Then the new manager lost my rent one day shortly after starting. I showed her on the app that I had a 1050 credit. Then she took a video and sent it to her boss. I asked for a copy, but she later told me corporate wouldn’t release it. That’s my proof though, and I don’t want to be on the streets again i said. I had screen shots, and a video as well. The next Friday, which was three days later, she came around threatening late fees, and evictions. She canceled derricks mowing contracts, and they had to fight Zavala properties in court as well as many families did for not only the eviction, but to get paid for their mowing jobs. I told her to find my rent, and called her a few choice words. My rent was found, and an eviction was served for communication of threats immediately. Later a communication of threats for another separate criminal charge was filed.

I had a witness the day I went to court for the eviction. I told the judge I had a letter from Nuro, and he said now isn’t the time for evidence. He asked if I had a witness and I said yes. He can be here. He said he isn’t here though. I said I have health issues and a video plus all this evidence. I just want stability after a misdiagnosis. 

I was told, “Hell son, you look healthy enough to me.” Then I was evicted. I repeated I have a tbi and ptsd. I had a misdiagnosis and I only wanted stability. I said, I just started a job after disability was turned down over and over and now that im somewhat recovered, just started a job your gonna throw me out. The judge would answer me and only said where do you work. I told him in Cherokee. Then I was told that the office decides how many days I needed to be out in. I was given 10 days, but left the next day due to how Jackson county treats people, and the fear of my safety.

Why you may ask. Small town games. Ones you cant prove. I’m not welcomed yet again and I'm pulled back. My mother called me and said I had a criminal charge for communication of threats. No one told me when i was in court and the summons after i received it, was dated from before. I went to court the day of trial just to be served a summons, and the cop that served the IVC said “he is here to be served his warrant?” I said uh, no warrant. A summons. I told him I felt that was on purpose. That they wanted to say I didn’t come and file warrant or the judge should have said something. He looked like a kid that got caught. They had to add me on the docket and told me if I get a public defender, I may need to pay it back and tapped the board three times. What did I do? To any of you??? 

I HATE AMERICA!

So I was given ten days, but I didn’t have much. I left the next day as I said. I rented a cabin near the job I just started. I applied for a salary position that would allow me to travel to Israel where I had been invited before to study Hebrew influences in Christianity, as well as set myself up for theology and apologetics.

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I can’t afford my health being treated like trash in a society enslaved and enforced by the blind again, JHN 9:40-41. Now I may lose my job. I have PTSD and a memory recall issue as well as so much more i cant deal with. I’m tired. I was told I had multiple TBIs and now at the end its contributed to underlaying mental illness. God?? I cant sue and mammon buys my health. That’s like all the victims in this story pointing their fingers. I have been walked into a trap and told im crazy. I made the deans list twice in an abandoned mobile home, taking business. Once you see evil you cant go to sleep, you cant eat. Hell how do you people live like this. We were meant for so much more. Maybe god may come home if you all wake up and ask him for his help again. You fulfilled prophecy before from the old testament perfectly, while slaughtering your last LORD and Shepard. Your lord and savior. Jesus Christ.

I went out for a bag of ice on a Friday when i became clear. You could say i had the sense knocked into me once again. New town, new job. Salary job. Oh right! I just got paid and was wanting to sit in my new home with food, ice water, and a few incents since I work for Qualla LLC and I can afford their modern man’s medication for pain. I got the ice and gas when i seen a few bikers. Three nice rides. They seemed nice and I was in a good mood. Sodom burns though and I forgot. I pulled out, and was hollered at again. They waved. I pull up and he walks up strutting in full biker gear. Helmet and studded gloves. He yells, cut your god damn lights on right in my face. I asked what his fucking problem was. I have PTSD, and I half way stuttered when I said that much. I got punched in the face though.

At this point I cant afford for my life to go wrong. I hock a big loogy, and nail his visor. I was going to say I hope those lights are worth that, then I go to pull off and he starts sucker punching me in the face, knocking my glasses off. I pull forward and go to step out, and his buddy sucker punches me through my window. It was down, but when I looked up he was in mid air. I pull forward again and i was hot, when the third buddy reaches behind his back and screams, is this how you want this to go down? They set the stage. Bait taken. So I drove off.

I drive off and was later told I hit their bike, and a downspout. I drove by multiple days and have gotten out asking where. Where was this downspout and how the hell did i get a ticket again. I called the cops on duty and nothing. THERE IS NO DAMAGE. I received a ticket though for hit and run, with an extra, "I couldn’t have known." Now I have to go to court again, but each connecting to the last. I am being destroyed systematically into your dog in a cage. This is inhumane treatment.

Three charges. Another for the downspout and the third for fighting. In Nc apparently spitting is considered an assault. One I feel even in retaliation and fleeing, wasn’t worth my car, my glasses, my face, my time, my money, my job and housing security YET AGAIN. Sodom is burning folks, and I can’t seem to pluck this eye. I need to leave, but never being able to come home to see the last of my family. God, I have nothing left. Don’t take my aging mothers remaining days after everything. So much time lost but honestly she don't look at me the same. They know not what they do. The last years of my family, and I cant keep my head above water. I died in 2019 and I was here to warn you.

If I say I want to put a gun in my mouth you call the same police enforcing the laws from a book that threw me on the streets. The lawyers filling in paperwork, or the doctors prescribing medications from codes they were taught in school. All while waving your flags to everchanging laws and amendments. Imagine every human on earth living in their family’s nation. Raising another generation. Family after family. The good book calls it a fields, filled with sheep to our governing Shepard's. The fields got to big. They blended and i feel by design. Our apostles scattered into the corners of the earths now called governments, our Shepard's lost, and your waiting on who exactly? A new definition?

I drove off that night, and was followed by one of the bikers. I couldn’t see, and he pulls beside my car and pulls a gun. I called the cops and led him to an intersection where they blue lighted him perfectly. When on the phone I told the lady I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to hurt anyone. I just wanted to go home. I look liked a child, but it seems easier for all of you out there to keep a home then it is for me to. There is a box made just for me, this i am sure of, but without help I fear it’s going to be a jail cell where the people already hate me, or a box that if I say I want to go to, those big hearts appear like magic, and you call the same people who were doing their jobs when they threw me on the streets with box 4 that wasn't checked, and dismissed.

America. This is how you breed slaves. I don’t know what to do, but I would imagine god stopped coming down at noon every day because you would try to sell him something he already gave us. The first was a pack of lies. God, I cant pluck it, they know not what they do isn’t an excuse to me anymore big man. I love you and may your will be done. Amen.

I have court for communication of threats in November 2025, where Jackson has tried to entrap me.

I have court for the three biker related charges in January.2026, where it'll be postponed into April, 2026 where i wanted to try and go back to Israel for JU's three week holy land tour. 

These are my modern man's laws. This is Modern Man's Land. Sodom burns again. 

"The grace of our lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen" ~Rev 22:21

My Family

MATHEW 18:13

My family needs me, and the Appalachian has work that needs to be done here! SO, 

HERE IS TO 2025!

TO BE CONTINUED......

My Point

Nonprofits take government money, repackage it as "charity," and promote it with big hearts hidden behind big walls, while the real people suffer, still bound by their chains.

Meanwhile, Section 8 funnels HUD money into systems that approve 120% rental assistance, only to pack locals like cattle.

In North Carolina, out-of-state investors are allowed, even encouraged, to buy up the land.
Then, they turn around and charge $1,500 to $2,500 in rent, for an efficiency apartment with one window, or a tiny home, let alone three times what locals used to pay.
They call the people here “bums”, and laws protect the people profiting from it, and then "we the people" enforce it... that complain about why life has always been this way? 

So if this is what “Save NC” means, as I keep hearing from the SBA...

You can keep it.
Keep the slogans.
Keep the international laws that shackle us in economic chains.

JHN 9:40–41

Jerusalem Postponed until April 2025

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