Back home again in Indiana

My day today was supposed to look like it has every other day for the past month and a half (or so):

My former plans for today

Primarily, it would have consisted of wiping and mopping and washing and scrubbing at the homeless shelter where I also live. And, like many, many of the other days I spent at Little Orchard, I would have been doing so in a literal minefield, where even the restroom could result in bombardment in the form of multiple blows to the head, neck and shoulders from demonic bombs planted inside the stalls [see PICS | Demonic "bombs" define territory and confinement areas].

Instead, I'm at SFO airport, waiting to board a flight to my home state of Indiana:

My ticket home

NOTE | My last trip to Indiana was in November 2012, and is recounted in Voices Demons harass, threaten United Flight #44 passengers, pilot [search for Indiana].

It was a spur of the moment decision; but, it seems like the right thing to do. Mistakes were being made that people can never walk away from—mistakes like these, which are just but a few of the many, over just but a small amount of a much larger portion of time:

• Sucker demon-possessed shoestrings attack legs on verbal command
• Synchronized movements key indicator of joint demonic activity by demon-possessed
• PICS | Demon horde 'OCCT' flashes stylized '8' in shadow, body hair
• PIC | Cloaked pins inserted into fingertips
• VIDEO | Drivers launch demons from vehicles, passers-by from pants
• PICS | Possessing demon revealed in man's eyes, hands
• VIDEO UPDATE | 'Rock-throwing' incident was actually use of 'Bear Claw of Fire' demonic weapon
• AUDIO | Homeless shelter staff fag-bashes via loudspeaker
• VIDEO | VMC Hospital nurse attacks using demon
• Cyberstalker advises pending death...
• PICS | Scores of demons found in the Jungle Homeless Encampment
• VIDEO | Demonic time travelers attack

It would be cruel to let them continue, unhindered, and a little distance might do just that. After all, who would want to be responsible for having done this to someone in only a few months' time:

Before

After [see AUDIO | Homeless shelter staff fag-bashes via loudspeaker]

And yet, they are responsible for what you see in the pics above, and would have done much worse had I stayed in California much longer (in fact, much worse, as so threatened in Cyberstalker advises pending death].

Going from here...

...to here (click to enlarge)

Still, I have no regrets about acquiring as much data as I have on the demonic plague in the Bay Area of Northern California; moreover, I look forward to organizing and disseminating it while in Indiana, in spite of the future consequences, as I consider the future reward well worth the trouble:

The creed that governs even my cleaning of homeless shelter toilets

The only regret I do have, of course, is not being able to save my little family. Long has swayed with the crowd, although he is still a tremendous blessing to me; but, Scratchen remains in danger. Just yesterday, they threatened to "hurt her little head," whatever that means specifically.

A picture of my baby girl, Scratchen, taken by Long, who lives with him at his apartment

Getting on an airplane and leaving those two behind is agonizing. It feels wrong to the point of being sinful; but, I'm no good to them dead, and I continue to work on the problem in earnest, as will be evident in further posts to this site. That, plus prayer—...man and beast you save, O Lord [Psalm 36:4c]—is the best I can do for them for now, for what it's worth (perseverance, as I have deftly demonstrated throughout the years based on the number of posts and what it took to write them, is sure evidence of my sincerity).

Once loving and relatively sociable (for a cat), Scratchen spends an inordinate amount of time hiding underneath Long's bed, probably due to the Voices Demons and their pool of demon people, who tend to congregate at the bar across the street (Blocker's) and direct their demonic weapons towards Long's apartment building

Here's a reader comment in re the photo of Scratchen, above:

The follow-up response by Alex Boyd is absolutely right; you have to follow the story before you read any other post. This blog is like a soap opera; you can't just jump in and get everything that's going on in one episode.

I'd also remind readers to get and be in the right frame of mind before reading any portion of this blog, a method for which can be learned in BIBLE | The Word on demons.

Update at 10:12 PM, Indiana time
Upon my arrival to Indianapolis, my mom and I went straight from the airport to McDonald's—the first business name I could pronounce as a child, and my favorite restaurant ever since:

McDonald's was also my first employer at the age of 15 1/2

And, quite frankly, my favorite eating partner, too (ever since).