Monday, January 30, 2017

PRISON LETTER | Tragedy never negates responsibility

I know for a fact that most people in-the-know wouldn't blame victims of the kind of demonic activity shown and described on this blog for shirking responsibilities wherever they didn't apply to personal survival. I base this not on my own personal assessment at all—in fact, I disagree with that assessment. I just know what others would say if asked.

I not only base that on direct feedback given me on the topic over the past 10 years, but also based on the number of suicides committed by people who had only recently discovered their fate prior to the act of killing themselves.
NOTE | My own suicide attempts are mentioned in 18 posts to this blog, to-date.
What drives people to say this (or kill themselves) is their knowledge of how demons work. Generally, they consume your entire life—swallow you whole, as it were—and then digest you slowly.

Various cloaked life forms and devices are placed on (and in) every human alive, in order to age them, cause injury and also to heal them (for the purposes of inflicting the same injuries more than once); the image above was made during a period of high demonic activity, in which the EMF radiation emitted by cloaked matter is most easily detected by digital camera sensors in low-light environments. This image was made by my iPhone 6s Plus camera with a drastically lowered exposure setting to compensate for a brighter-than-ideal environment
When something they do to you would kill you if untreated, they are sure too treat it, but only for the opportunity to inflict deadly harm all over again. They can and do repeat that for as long as possible, in some cases, extending the expected, natural life span of a victim, just to prolong their inevitable demise. This could entail anything from curing diseases to replacing faulty organs. The one who has power over death, i.e. Satan, decides when and if one dies, and, apparently, has nearly any conceivable means at his disposal to bring or prevent death.
NOTE | Indeed we are souls in possession of machines (i.e., bodies) that can be repaired and replaced—not so much in a way accessible to us; but, in the ether, where time flow slows to a crawl and matter becomes malleable by hand and thought.
Like nearly everything they do, torture is a form of art to demons, appraised in value by the number of times and ways a demon can bring a man to certain death, and then put him back together again for more. The best of demon torturers pride themselves on their ability to inflict the most severe and deadly (and, sometimes, creative) injuries resulting in certain death and, conversely, their ability to restore the victim to near-original condition. Beyond that, the artiste is measured by how many times they can do this, and how long they can extend the time in which they do it, both for an individual act and for all acts in totality.

So, you can see where people in-the-know might be coming from when they expect that a person with my kind of demon problems to be diminished, even before he is diminished.
NOTE | You can hear a gang-stalker (Jon Harrington) in a 2006 recording posted to The Sunnyvale Knock say to another (Paul Casey) about me (in an attempt to justify his gang's crime spree): "James is going to get Mxyzptlk'd [by or like] every other housewhore out there." Prior to my knowledge of demonic involvement in the summer-long melee that left me homeless, penniless and without any future prospects for recovery—and in mortal danger—I was unable to ascertain the meaning of certain idiom. Now, I know.
From a decade-long victim's perspective, I can attest to the fact that responsibilities will go unmet in a tragedy like mine; but, that does not mean you cannot find a goal and a purpose for your life. I'm thoroughly convinced that it's not only possible, but that it is essential and sustaining. The finding of and acting on your purpose compensates for everything you suffer, so long as you're actively fulfilling your purpose just as often as you are caused suffering. Not only that, but it bolsters your self-image and -confidence, which may be prone to jealousy, envy, resentment or bitterness if you compare yourself to others who are not suffering or are inflicting the suffering; most people don't find their purpose (for various reasons). Those who live per God perceive differences between themselves and those who have not yet found their way, which supersede their temporary wealth and health and safety. Finally, it is strength that is always there—again—so long as you reach for it.

The letters I write to Christian inmates are but one of two ways I fulfill the purpose of my life (which is why I post them to the blog; otherwise, not only would I look like a guy who sits around all day getting heckled and freckled by demons, but that there was nothing one could do about it—both being false).

A letter from the newest addition to the list of inmates I write, namely, Korrey Mahone, provides a perfect example of what I'm talking about and what I get from my efforts in these excerpts:

Excerpts from a letter by Korrey Mahone, an inmate at Pelican Bay, each of which make powerful, uplifting statements to this victim of demonic activity
The first excerpt is a mix between a statement of disparate condition, a decree of helplessness, an accounting of loss, and a veiled or implied plea for help, all-in-one. The first half of the second excerpt prescribes an unlikely remedy, i.e., that others behave in a way that doesn't raise doubts about God or defeat hope for a better life through God; however, even though, when combined with the first statement, Korrey seems to have conceded defeat, he makes a 180° turn in the latter half and in the third except, in which he asks for a brother-in-arms to help him—something you wouldn't ask for from someone who didn't look up to the task—and makes a personal observation that shows why he would see that possibility in me:

I need a brother-in-arms to help me win this battle...[In] hard times, I back away from God;
[but, y]ou seem to grow in love and faith; you run to Him.

—Korrey Mahone

In sum, this means I gave someone hope that a bad life has a way up, even in my situation—even in their situation—and that in just one letter [see PRISON LETTER | Unlike hot air, real help is tangible]. God has been busy.
NOTE | If you're not or have never been a long-term inmate, my letter may not read as deep as all that; but, trust me on this as an in-custody veteran of over four-and-a-half years: it says much along these lines.
The life of a demoniac (or an inmate) is not a good one, but it's not an end without possibilities. If I have any confidence, it's only from this fact; Korrey, I believe, may not yet have this confidence, but his lamenting of its lack shows—to me—that he has been called by God to glory. After all, there's a lot of things an inmate can ask for, and a lot of things a demoniac on the outs can reach for. If it's this —and not any of the things everyone else is asking for and reaching for—what else could it be?

So, what does all this have to do with responsibility, you ask? First, if God imparted strength, confidence and purpose in an amount and to a degree so as to sustain me in tragedy, and in an amount and to a degree to which others feel as if I have enough to spare to sustain them, too, I'd say that I have a responsibility, and one that can be fulfilled against all odds.

Of course, time will tell; but, the fact that I and others believe it is possible is a good sign, given our mutually disparate situations (Korrey has ten more years in prison to serve; I doubt I have ten more years to live).





Saturday, January 21, 2017

MEDIA | Online radio show host invites guest appearance

A recent invitation to be a radio show guest by independent broadcaster, Rodney Shortridge, co-host of BlogTalkRadio's Within the Chaos, suggests that I just might make a "difference in my day" (that's demonic idiom for improving your life while under dire circumstances) without imposing a crippling blockade (pardon the pun) on the rest of the world just to spite the handful of misfits hellbent on "making a point."
NOTE | What blockade? Who are these misfits? See Desperate demons make desperate maneuvers; Desperate demon people make desperate maneuvers; AIDS | Hospitalized by demonic retaliatory strike for power blockade; BIBLE | Christians, victims reeling from demonic activity aftershockAIDS | Demons/people rail against power blockade; see also blockade.
The invitation came via LinkedIn, where a substantial portion of my 660 connections are full-time paranormal investigators and the like:

An invitation for a guest appearance on a radio show by independent broadcaster, Rodney Shortridge, co-host of BlogTalkRadio's Within the Chaos
Preparations for the show have been underway on both ends since the invite. Recently, Mr. Shortridge sent copies of the ads that will introduce my guest appearance:
These will be posted to the Within the Chaos site sometime prior to the show airing live on February 2nd at 10:15 PDT.

Although I presented a multitude of what I consider highly interesting topics for the show to choose as talking points, I look forward to the possibility of advancing one of the show's primary topics, namely, cryptozoology, most of all. For any given fabled creature, I may have images or videos, or have met one of its kind (although I'm sure that won't rest the issue as to whether a fairy tale is true or not based on anything I say or show).

Following is the list of proposed topics so far, as relayed to Mr. Shortridge via LinkedIn messaging:
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Friday, January 6, 2017

PRISON LETTER | Unlike hot air, real help is tangible, concrete

A kind word goes a long way to help somebody out [Proverbs 16:24], but, sometimes, it's about as useful as a stiff wind on a cold day, especially to those in need, or in dire straits [James 2:16-17]. The difference is action (or lack thereof), and, that is borne of time and money. You can spend your time and money any way you please; but, the God-fearing, seeing an opportunity in the expenditure of those two commodities, choose to serve and please God with them wherever the opportunity presents itself.
Letter from Jose Jorge Andrade, which follows mine in Abandoned by family for a life behind bars


Hence, today's spending of the $50 I technically can't afford to spend (but had available) with GTL, the phone carrier that relays calls between inmates in the state of California and the outside world. It's not a collect call in the traditional sense; you have to establish an account, and then deposit funds prior to receiving any calls. You cannot initiate calls; but, you can screen them prior to acceptance. Generally, the minimum deposit is $100; that will probably buy you 30 minutes of talk-time, give or take.

Nonetheless, as unattractive of a purchase as I made it out to be, I'm not unhappy to have made it; after all, I eased the pain of isolation for at least two persons that have demonstrated a readiness and willingness to pursue a life as a Christian—two persons who also have, to a large and nearly complete degree, accomplished this.

More on that in my latest letter to Jose Jorge Andrade:

At the end, I request information on assisting Jose with restitution, per his request. The first believers made no bones about their awareness of the necessity of being a consequential help to would-be members of their church. It was never used as a lure, but as a way to fulfill the Great Commandment, and to form a bond with persons with which you expected to know for an eternity. My motivation and intentions are the same.