Tag: Nonfiction

Resurrection Flu.
Am-i-rite?

On SWAT days I always get the flu. It’s been about a day and a half. French Films released in early 1900s and only proved to be The Revolutionary War days. An alterior style of poor necessity brought to you by ALL-OUT-WAR for over 300 years in America. Established or not. The colonies have always been for penetentiary purposes. In all my travels, I always end up in Dante’s Frozen 10th Circle of Hell where The Oracle of Delphi relates.

Everyone in the County relates to a Dead President, CIA, FBI, ATF, DEA, and The Marine Corp.
How wonky could it get?
Trying to usher into the Marines- don’t become too obsessed with getting to know your community. It’s a cesspool out there.
Old retired, antique thoughts of “keeping it in the family” everyone came from Royalty and most of those don’t know how to cook and choose the American way of neglect and hungry kids with no other way to go about the world but guess on their phone.
The highest demarcator of illiteracy in America amongst the Highest IQs earned: The Marine Corp.
Which was pretty much absolved by moi: The Altoinoint.
In 2016. Go dark. Intern. Find a Job.
Then you get a job in the FBI.
I’m your NSA Chief, CIA Director, and well pretty much the best “Fall-Gal” of alltime.
I always said that was my best season.

I abandoned my vessel about 24,000 years ago. Way before the crucifixion, which is pretty much my worst-false-prophet-white-man bullshit celebrity game of my old school name Lillith in Arabic, Translated to Asherah, then Guanyin in Tibetan became Li-Chang in Cantonese and that get to Hebrew later in Sam. Asherah was Mesopotamian.
Regulations or Translations, they all mean the same thing: Sam Borromeo Wilson Villalobos.

I remember the jump-street trip to DC/NY when I was trafficked by Jeffrey Epstein, my former coworker as The Wolf of Wall Street, also known as Chang-li Yu Borromeo Villalobos. I was a Canadian Citizen and seen to be Sioux in my Genetics and started inheriting the world by 36 in about 1980-1982.
Asians don’t Raisin bruv.
I’m 67, and will by 68 this December. Sagittarius is forever, just like Shirley Jackson.
I was known as Ash in Yemessee and Lowcountry SC.
Then Shirl in Jacksonville, NC. Way back in the day.
“The Asian-girl that taught us how to cook Shrimp.”
I was a Child-Soldier in Vietnam and worked as a Mole for the Allied/Axis powers better known as The Viet Cong/ KGB / Cali KGB. I was just Director of the FBI and Marshalloint of Scotland Yard in those days. Interpol an unforeseen dream into the Future, negotiated by The Geneva Convention.
Every bad-ass-kickboxing girl in the films.

I’m tired.
Can I say that?

SWAT missions are such a rare thing. Indicting your own community and watching Predators and repeat-escapees just living here.
When it used to mean something.
Pony-Show for Politicians.
High Blood Pressure and Heart Attacks for the Legislators: The Marines.
Even the old-ass ones leftover like me.

The only other one older than me is Edward O. Wilson.
You’ve probably heard of him.
Camus in Jville.
Mose in Yemessee.
Asshole everywhere in the world.
He was Tony Bourdain!
That was a fun mission round the world.

SoundEagle is great ol’ writer by the likes of communion name Leonard Cohen.
And my favorite pianist is not Ludovico Einadi, but somehow just Tyler Florence from Food Network???

Funny hits and clips we do.
They’re all FBI, I’m CIA.
NSA and CIA are joint collaborative.
I watch the Government and Politicians on Capitol Hill with NSA.
I watch the World: My Community, with as CIA.

“CIA is God.”
I think about that a lot from a good friend of mine’s first-directorship
The Good Shephard.

A little tisque of Al Pacino, Robert de Niro, and Joe Peschi coming into my store.
The 9th Circle of Hell.
Italians never fear.
“I fought in the Army for 4 years!!”
That’s colloquialo- for if you know…

Plato’s Army has never worked so hard.

300. 
     The True Immortals.

Grrrlie finally got around to this resurrection, Redemption of God bullshit.
It’s just Buddhism, but why trust the Asian girl.

I still remember when I was trafficked and 7 years old in Walterboro, SC.
CIA Capital of the World, lemme tell ya – ya damn Wrong Turn and Chainsaw lepers and so on..

“I thought Asians were all Chinese Spies.”

Well I’ve been to China but in this life…
Jedi crumble to dust, abandon the vessel, then get annoyed when some Jewish Man summons with some Kabbalah bullshit. Oh damn you… Priest, Rabbi, and Father.
The Bar is the Limit.
And I’m the Corporate Officer Lawyer for this one.

I was born on Dec 12, 1956 in Jacksonville, NC on the Naval Base Camp Lejuene.
Not the hospital, it didn’t look the same.
Technically my hometown.
I reached Saint-hood on July 27, 2000.
I was trafficked shortly after, hidden by an angry and jealous eye Jeffrey Epstein.
We lived together for 18 years in Trump Tower and Baron Tower.

What a crock of bullshit.
I was working Vice for Precinct 182 Astoria investigating the Sex Trafficking and Special Victims Unit. [ghosts.lostsouls.warrants.]

I don’t think the show captures all that is necessary to be known to understand.
That show filmed 1956-1984.

I wrote 1984 by George Orwell.
I often use Masculine Pen-names for conjuction into understanding “Pink Tax. Woman’s book ain’t gonna sell.”
Well Barnes & Nobles sells all my media.
Books, DVDS, CDS, Records, even coffee and pastry.

Not my fault if you don’t like it.
The Anime + Manga is always selling out.

Spotify has all my digital tracks.
Even the new books coming out.
Like two from great friends of forever artistry: Flea and Serj Tankian.
I wasn’t a ghost writer, just a friend that listened to their story and offered a platform.

Holdouts and memories I’d listen to music my whole life.
Years of running Colombia and Interscope Records.
Never trust an asshole that changes one letter to try to steal your shit.
Like Jeffrey Epstein.
Who was just known as Jack McKee around here.
Might as well let the cat out the bag.

I wasn’t friends with your kids.
I didn’t save your family.
I was offering abnormal psychology for Cult Occultism with Political Dynasty Involvement.
His sister/wife Tammy McKee was otherwise known as Rosemary Kennedy. “The girl stuffed back in so daddy wouldn’t miss the birth this time around.”
Jack was JFK.

That’s why it’s uh sad.
When you go into the Witness Protection Program, such as Onslow County of Jacksonville, NC.

That’s why it’s all-private-roads in NC.
There should be a reason you’re here.
Witness Protection is paying off prison time, in case you didn’t know.
And it’s a playbill-state.
So all those Police Depts and Sheriff’s Depts are actors.
No real credibility and harmful for the area to depend on otherwise.
Be careful who you choose to contact.

Your best option is the FBI Tipline, if you choose to avoid ‘the good ol’ boys club”
Of “let’s be cops/chips” basically.

Otherwise, I hope the community chooses to resolve elsewhere.
The population had been stretched to about 397,000 unaccounted for.
While recorded population is about 86,000 individuals.
Why?
Incestuious bastard children and cannibal neanderthal lepers.

I got Lazarus Syndrome, dawg.
Which is essentially EhlersShit(essentially.)

Benjamin-button-punching me is just calling some asshole (my work-parter Edward O. Wilson.) a fuck-up. At least I helped him out. English Protestant and all VS. Miliani Catholic + Mount Li Buddhist.

He was Steve Jobs, imagine.
Where these kids learned OutLawShit(easily.) and just fucking sucked at it.
The leftover Natives are all US. Marshalls round here.
We act as Local Law Enforcement.
The numbers are a quick Google Search.

I own Google, yes.
I created it to win WWII believe it or not.

If you don’t know much about Buddhism, perhaps try.
Meditation to Reiki to Vessel Abandonment for 24,000 as Empress Tueuentaihama [King Tut. bc biological females died out in the Puritan-Scandal].

The Queer Community hasn’t felt safe since. I was Italian back then and single-handedly built Rome and Milan and Ceasar’s Palace myself.
Waiting through Doom + Apocalypse for someone to spring back up.
Oh Moses, Edwards crawling out the damn dirt again.

Our Two other friends Michael and Tyler, just snap around quickly.
Dumbasses love to party (we’re workaholics.)
Reincarnation just keep tumbling the wheel.

Now I breathe oxygen instead of oxytocin that turns to arsenic gas if I talk for too long.
Diver Lungs’ still there, they don’t say goodbye.

So yeah.
Edward just hangs onto me like this is Halloweentown and we just drift off and go to sleep.

I’m Anchor.
He’s Lead.
Micheal is Enforcer.
Tyler is Equalizer.

Pretty cool, bruv.
Pretty cool.

Yes, we’ve all worn disguises.
I’ve always been plainclothes.
Sainthood means Cherub-puberty in Entialia btw.
So uh, yeah, I shrunk into a little baby concrete angel that keeps getting killed ya little shit.

God ain’t impressed with ya.
I just prefer Sam.

Bruce Almighty was about the Woman.
Francine is the Director of the CIA.
And Hayley is a ruse.
It was a fascismile play on all the characters I’ve played to accomplish an indictment on the Dead President’s Cabinet.
All your faked assasinations: Live Here. in Jacksonville, NC.
Imagine, the amount of failure on someone’s hair held high in glued on toupee to look younger.
Even the Ferdinand Marcos and Imelda Marcos which were known as “Doris Wilson and Stephanie Wilson.” Woof.

Amy Mobley and Beca Colon Casado were my “brothers” Jason and John.

Most pussies get a surgical sex-change, not hormone therapy-qualitive-care to go into hiding.
Instead of like paying bail, taxes, and child support.

Ya can’t narco-traffic around here.
Jeffrey Epstein was everyone’s deadbeat around here.
Or JFK.
He had over 56,000 First-Children in the County of Onslow by 1960 and went into Lockdown.
All those Agents that don’t have children have signed consent-agreements to not partition family into this county. Either working away or otherwise.
We’re spies. You’ve seen James Bond and Bourne Identity.
I was both of those agents, it was just animation-shortcoded into a Male Identity.
Even if I was the unitasker in Female.

The Conspiracy.
There hasn’t been a Handmaiden since 1648 is true?

Well yes, I’m Margaret Atwood, as well.
I was UC which means {ultcokcoeneomenengnact} or rather “Night of the Darkstar + Black Thieves” or rather in Hebrew: Underground Railroad.

Hey grrl, not no cracked-out Black-American (which they are born white and just fed crack to tint their skin). I’m Black-African aka Morrocan.
We’re all Spies.
I’m Yemeni, you’ve done what you’ve done.
Support your business elsewhere, that’s what freewill is for.

I’ve heard a lot say Jacksonville is coded-system.
It is.
It’s Prison.

I’m Sam Borromeo Wilson Villalobos and I’m Your Warden.
Don’t come round here, now ya hear!!

You’re being watched.
—-

Jesus, can I say it though.
67 and I’m still anchoring fucking SWAT rescues and coordinations into the BRIG system.
Then down to StoneBridge Bay for prosecution/DA/and sentencing.
I only accepted my vessel and have been breathing oxygen for since like 7:15am this morning.
And I’ve won 38 gold medals in Paris this year.
The Cherub laments, The God continues, Buddha just round here bruh.
Started Sith, Jedi crypt: always the rule of 2.

A lighter for me and a lighter for you… I got medicinal cannabis legalized in NC.
It’s just THCA.
A chemist would know.
I was Rosalind Franklin and that’s when I got cervical cancer in 69, and Edward was Watson N. Crick and stole my shit while I was dying on [ultra.delux-reusable.] deathbed.

Genetics.
The worst I’ve ever done in study.
And many broken bags of hand-ripped cheerios and trail mix snackies-bags.
‘Oh hell nah” with Sanford + Son checkerboard squiggles cardigan mode-activated.

Asian meant Black back in the day.
Bunch of Fakers.
Call me Avatar, I know a Culture-Vulture when I see one.

GET OUT.
O mi’ mi’ mi’ County.
Ya fucking squatters.

-tired-slate.blank:clean.

467 Non-Judicial Indictments [BRIG systems INC.]
37 Arrests Locally
427103153989 Hits of Non-Human-Hominids [deadass zombies that people fuck tied up to a chain in their backyard???]
The Walking Dead in Non-fiction.

I may have bullshit Diet-Pepsi in my house.
But Coke Products rejoice.
Madame Web and Miss Billie Holiday never gave up on ya.
It’s Like Janus, even if was Janis Joplin leap-frogging and hopping away.

I advocate because I’ve seen a lot.
If you believed in God, you’ve probably seen me through the years.
Or just
Caspiera, the friendly ghost.
The most Supportive Friend – Sam.

Well, I wasn’t yo damn friend ponyboy.
You were under investigation.

Wounds aside.
I was UnderCover in anyway you could think possible.
My fellow agents didn’t even come to acceptance I was collecting Intel and still running Global Intelligence Services [Gridlock.] from the Astral Plane of God-hood. [until 2019. Imagine the personal to professional hiccups and strains since then, continuing.]
Or rather, I’m Buddha.
Asherah was the first to beat The Jade Emperor’s Race (my own.) and become The Buddha.

I like translated names, not really nicknames.
I try to keep up with Americans too.
You only live here if you’ve ever trafficked, otherwise the rest of the world looks down in sadness for you to get extradited here.
Yet people still dream of going to NY or LA or the fucking Outerbanks??
I still ain’t seen em.
Those lighthouses are prisons dawg.
So if you’ve seen em, now I know.
And I still didn’t treat ya like shit.

I treated you as a Human.
Even if you lacked humanity, yourself.

Either way.
I’ve been to Prison many times.
About 38 life-sentences I’m still paying off.
Less than $40 left to go!! As of today, yay =]

Not bad for 67.
I still got new ideas lingering around.
And now I can write Spy Thrillers again.
Cool.