This is from a perp that I had fallen in love with before I knew what he was.....he also fell in love with me too and as a woman I could tell. even though he was "not supposed to", he defended me "against orders" and gave me "hints" that I was not supposed to be privy to. That had been my plan from the beginning, was to lure him in to get information from him because I could tell "he was sent to me" and so I played dumb.....I might add, "very well". I did not expect to end up having feelings for him but I did and I could tell that he "did not want to have them for me but he did" . We had parted ways years ago but he still sends me these odd riddles and rhymes, catch phrases and poems. Myself, I suspect that they are "Trigger phrases", possibly for mind control, thats a guess but a good one in my opinion. He is a lawyer, with two degrees. One in Law and one in the Linguistic Language Arts. He knows many different languages. From what I have read during my research into mind control, many handlers are often sought out for their diverse language skills. This is just a synopsis of what my suspicions are. During our on and off relationship years ago, he disclosed to me that he belongs to an international "Con-ring" but it was not "just" a con ring from the phone conversations that I had listened in on, but also involved the original, true mafioso'. His hands were into "everything". From what I gathered, all different types of organizations work hand in hand with each other. Rubbing each others backs. Makes sense to do so, because your tentacles can span in every nook and crevice on earth as long as you all work together...as long as you are all "Corrupt and Crooked" in the same bed, all the better. (To be Continued...tired) but here is one of his recent emails....a poem;
I dreamt today I met you at a party where, rejecting me, you handed me a pop-up book with childlike hand-drawn figures that told the story of my failure as a human-being. I accepted it and said So be it. But its a dream and we can speak. I say I will see you again when dreams and reality meet. And a poem and a song run through my mind:
My heart of silk
is filled with lights
with lost bells,
with lillies and bees.
I will go very far,
farther than those hills,
farther than the seas,
close to the stars,
to beg Christ the Lord
to give back the soul I had
of old, when I was a child,
ripened with legends,
with a feathered cap
and a wooden sword.
Federico Garcia Lorca.
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You talk me in to going to your family reunion. For some reason its attended by several unsavory people from my past. You proceed to leave me there and run off with a French guy. I try to call you but nobody has your cell number. I remember its on my phone but when I try to retrieve it its covered by metal sheets advertising different products. The sheets are difficult to remove. I manage to get the first sheet off which is an ad for Nascar. When I do their lawyers arrive and threaten top sue me for canceling my contract. That's how the dream begins.
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To: Tammy Sauve <bravehtmichwwa@yahoo.com>
Sent: Sunday, August 21, 2011 1:15 PM
Subject: Nightmare of Family Reunion.
Had another reunion dream. Picked u up at your hotel. There were a lot of Mexicans staying there. You gave one your cell phone to fix. He gave it back to you fixed I guess. Ireland went running down a pier. I made that sound to her with my lips like she does. She made it back and you blamed her. We walked to the reunion down the pier. You slipped on a board fell and hurt your chin. I asked if you were ok. I said you really shouldn't let strangers work on your phone. You got pissed off started walking ahead of me. We got to the reunion. I got stuck in the buffet line. Someone I knew was across from me drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer. I asked him did he know how much Pabst sold for in Paris. He walked ahead and I never got to tell him the answer. When I got through the line I saw the panorama of a beautifully manicured lawn with tents and booths and games. Directly in front of me there was a bar. Several beautiful girls in summer dresses were sitting there. I looked for you. I couldn't see you. I wanted to sit at the bar but I was afraid you would get angry thinking I wanted to sit next to the girls. All I wanted was a drink.
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Just for background. Harry Lime was a character in a novel by Graham Greene. Harry sells contaminated penicillin on the black market after WW2. In the movie he takes his friend up on the ferris wheel and defends himself against his having killed and deformed kids. He points at the people below and asks if it would make any difference if one of those dots stopped moving. He follows that with a famous speech about the Borgias and the Renaissance. I think my brother might be articulating the basis for Republican attitudes toward the poor. He does think Hitler was misunderstood. Anyway curious sightseeing choice.
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I didn't think I came across as angry or upset. I think I'm generally perceived as having no feelings and a bad personality however. There's truth to it but of course my point of view is more charitable. Lately I feel like I'm in that movie Invasion of the Body Snatchers. I don't even know who is occupying my own body.
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I don't think I've ever been this sick. Can't keep anything inside me its so bad I'm hallucinating. When I was small I used to have the same hallucination when I got sick. I could expand images to right before my eyes from across the room kind of like a zoom camera. It really happened though. I'm making sense.
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Still hustling. Having recurring bad dream about you. Love yaSent on the Sprint® Now Network from my BlackBerry®
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When I think of you, I feel love and a spiritual affinity and connection.. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't feel that and that overcomes my cynicism and convinces me that there is a purposeful agent that connects all living things. Even when I feel the urge to criticize you i refrain, for fear that I might disturb the delicate balance that binds us. I realize, however that no thought of mine, however expressed, can serve to hurt you and, if articulated can only be meant for good.
So when I am no longer with you let me say now that if, in the future, the opportunity arises for you to let go of the mundane and walk without a net take that opportunity, let go, whatever the danger, trust your instincts and god to bring you an elevated place. Never be afraid to suffer short-tern painbecause ultimately you will be redeemed. I am not speaking of anything specific.i t may come a form unseemly as god sent me to you. " ...when the devout motions of the soul come, yield to them heart and life, though they shall clothe God with shape and color." My love compels me to say this too you.
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I'm sorry for everything. A poor advocate begins his case by stating that he has no defense. It is better to speak well of the worst people especially if there is hope to save them. Yes, I have mother issues(resentment of a woman's physical complaints) and am prone to stupefying moments of cruelty and irrationality. Yet, I have never hurt anyone physically and I did love you despite the contradictions. There were many more good moments than bad ones. I don't change how I feel about someone based on their darker moments but respect if others choose to do so. So I remain hopeful that someday I may escape disgrace in your eyes.http://www.albionmich.com/inspiration/whenindisgrace.html
Remembering "Una salus victus, nullam sperare salutam or 'The only salvation for the defeated is to hope for no salvation'.
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I am still going through the sum 400 + emails sent to me from him to find the riddles, in the mean time...I am finding other questionable phrases or meanings that may mean something ...never know.. to be continued....
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