Below is my latest email to ACJ Smith, one of many that I've sent to her as well as others (this one as well as many others have been copied to a myriad of others :
Beverly Weldon (ACJ Smiths assistant); Aileen Brunet (the forensic psychiatrist ACJ Smith prey-herded me toward via her Court Order); tracey Earle (my psychologist after the accident supposedly helping me with the PTSD before she ran scared); Kimberley Boran ( Economical contact); Mcinnescooper (one of Economical's hired lawfirms); newsonline@ctv.ca; patricia mitchell (Stewart McKelvey -- another law firm hired by Economical); Rob and Trish MacGregor (Synchrosecrets blog and writers living in Florida); sbruce@herald.ca; Verona Singer (Victims Service RCMP); Writers Federation of Nova Scotia
Beverly for ACJ Smith:
April 22nd being "Earth Day", I had all intention of keeping a sharp eye out for any unusual activity from the inner twin world. Sure why not... after all, the inner twin world consider themselves matriarchal in nature as they consider our outer world patriarchal... and then there's the issue of 22 being a particular inner twin signature. I wasn't prepared for what happened next.
Now two days, I'm still in a bit of shock, butt relieved to be home sitting in front of a nice blazing wood stove thinking about how wonderful it is to be alive. After calling my kids, I decide to write in the status section of my facebook page:
What else do you do on Earth Day (April 22nd)-- go to the hospital and have an emergency appendectomy!! The two doctors involved-- Dr. Livingstone and Dr. Topp... gotta love their names... could've been Dr. Gravestone and Dr. Bottomm;-) (-; . Gotta love modern technology-- poke three holes, one for the camera, one for the lasso and ... I don't know why the third, and then pull it out... and bingo! Big Pain is gone! Bit sore tho.
It was just after breakfast that I started feeling nauseated which after awhile turned into upchucking. I've gone through this particular pain before-- two other times to be exact. The first time I was put on intravenous and given painkiller and then it subsided. Tests were done and the doctor informed me that I had just had an appendix attack, but since it had subsided he sent me home, saying that they would take it out the next time. That was 25 years ago. Then in October last year, the same pain (trust me... I'll never forget THAT pain) reoccurred... and just as I thought that I couldn't possibly bear any more, it subsided immediately after intravenous and a shot of pain killer. The doctor sent me home saying that it was likely a backed up bowel.
Now here it was, good ole Mother Earth Day, and I'm in Emerge AGAIN. At this point all I could think of was the intravenous and shot of pain killer that would make it go away before being sent home. They did all that... and the pain subsided, but when it did, my body began to shake convulsively... I knew this could be shock and so I concentrated all of my mental energy on good, warm thoughts telling my body that I"m safe and that everything would be all right... just be warm. Maybe that's what it took. They kept me overnight and booked me in for an ultrasound first thing in the morning. My appendix was badly inflamed and they had it out within an hour... I barely had time to call Cath.
I should thank my lucky stars, because I debated going to Fogo Island (off Newfoundland) to help her with the hand railing job of her dreams -- for 4 sets of stairways in a four story Resort. Fogo is at the end of the earth... no hospital and the ferry needs an Ice Breaker to get through. I can't help butt wonder if my inner twin had a hand in all of this somehow... is it possible that the appendix has served as a useful evolutionary tool... or a weapon, a means by which they can create pain...that they can then manipulate for whatever purpose... maybe in the past it served to keep us out of harms way... just like the breed of fainting goats: A myotonic goat, is a domestic goat whose muscles freeze for roughly 10 seconds when the goat feels panic. It's understandable when you think about the evolutionary purpose-- that mother nature would design a species to faint as a means of protection, given that predators when hunting, are attracted by "movement".
So, what if my inner twin was able to bring about my appendix attacks... as a means of controlling me/us, and if so, then my next question naturally, is why?! Perhaps they stopped using it for a duration... so they can use it when the time was right-- so it could fit into the communication scheme of things... and/or use it to create a "magical aura" for whatever reason... to convince people of something. Just putting it out there.
Then I decided to venture to Wikipedia's Deaths in 2013 site and as I begin scrolling down the list, I notice under April 23rd the following names one right after the other:
- Nicholas More, 45, South African hotelier, co-owner of Lion Sands Reserve, helicopter crash.[9]
- Jim Mortimer, 91, British trade unionist, General Secretary of the Labour Party (1982–1985).[10]
Just like my last email, two surnames, one right after the other that mean something. Knowing my French, "Mort" in the prefix of the name Mortimer means "death". Note the etymology:
mort (n.2) note sounded on a horn at the death of the quarry, c.1500, from French mort "dead," from Latin mortem (source of Spanish muerte, Italian morte), accusative of mors "death" (seemortal (adj.)). Or from French mort "dead," from Vulgar Latin *mortus, from Latin mortuus.
And note the etymology of the name Mortimer:
Mortimer: From an English surname which was derived from a place name meaning "still water" in Old French.
So the communication appears to be: "More Still Water... or... More Death". Since my last name is Ocean, I kinda take this message personally. Well I didn't die... butt my water was definitely stilled for a couple of days that's for sure.
Back to the Deaths in 2013 page, I scrolled down some more and found another "telling" death on April 22nd... Earth Day:
Mike Smith, 77, English footballer (Bradford City).[26]
Of course we know about the Smith pattern-cluster that has occurred lately... and then there's his age a death, twin digit 77... and that he died on the 22nd but then note this excerpt from his wiki page:
Michael J. Smith, known as Mike Smith (22 September 1935 – 22 April 2013)
Wow... another 22. Given the excerpt above that lists Mike Smith as having played for Bradford City, I decide to check it out, note the following excerpt:
the club won the FA Cup in 1911, its only major honour. After relegation in 1922 from Division One, the club spent 77 years outside the top flight until promotion to the Premier League in 1999.
THAT'S a lot of twin digit numbers!! Originally I thought the rash of Smith deaths was pointing toward you, butt it has occurred to me recently, of another little "smith" connection that I have--I'm a pewter smith... not like as in the old days, butt today we're still called pewter smiths even though these days we mostly cast and spin in stead of smite. Is it possible that I got smite for not mentioning this itsy bitsy thing... wouldn't a twist of the ear suffice ...SHEESH!! Maybee they're mad at me for having set my blogs on private?! Really tho... I believe they influenced me in these things, because I still think the message is mainly directed to you... and even your good buddy Stewart Smith-- Accident Reconstruction guy hired by Economical... like they hired Dr. Rosenberg.
I most certainly have a right to know ACJ Smith, just how much money did you make as a lawyer from taking on Insurance Companies like Economical or by taking on victims of vehicle accident as clients... how many of these victims did you run to the ground before being given your position as judge... no doubt some strategy going on there?! You know, I'm going to do as I'm told now and still my waters... go lie down before I fall down.
Regards,
Tou and May Ocean
Pewter Smiths
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