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Jim & Lee

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 30, 2013
    • Jim & Lee

      The Chronological order of these texts is reversed but it’s cut and paste from Adam4Adam, the hook-up site that these kinds of low-life scum feed off continually.¬† This is the Primate howling at a Human and there can be no mistake of that.

      • (3 mins ago) Msg sent and unread by recipient The survival rate of mainline, slammers, pointers of Crystal Meth is less than 10% and you actually think you are of any value to me with your disposing of yourselves by slow suicide in pointing?
        It is rewarding to me (all the way to the bank now from BBC America if you would like to know just how crazy I am.) just to see you primates on chains dragging your organs through the dirt, the shit you revel in rolling in.
        I took your poison, your toxic person and the shit you and Lee, Riley, Charlie and all delivered and turned that to cash.
        Now you tell me who the real asshole is Jim?
        Your lack of brain cells, your life-long addictions and abusive habits have rewarded me with a small fortune that Lee refused any part of in his drug-induced stupor too.
        Who is the fool Jim?
        Be careful what you wish for.
        You may have that returned in Karmic spades 3 times over.
        So Mr Christ Killer, the “Chosen People” of your ill mythology; stop and think before you open that stinking green-teethed gob of yours and remember; to insure customer satisfaction this call is recorded.
      • (17 mins ago) Msg sent and unread by recipient Oh? I suppose that would bother a Meth-Head who can’t grasp the consistency of reality. So Jim:
        When?
        Where?
        Who?
        What?
        Why?
        How?
        Perhaps you should look and verify through 3 sources as this journalist does.Perhaps Frankie, you and the other 2 howling in glee would be better served by a more honest human who recognizes truth, respects their self first and then others and is more than able to insure that the next boy he seduces doesn’t carry a badge.Addicting others to pay for their habits is disgusting and anyone, that’s right ANYONE who preys upon my community is no friend now or ever and you, of all people will have the ability to attest to the danger of making enemy of Kevin as Bubba is trading you for cigarettes in Stark. The image is too close to your reality to laugh much now isn’t it Jim.Frankie’s time, Dave Dube’s time, Brandon, Frankie Manchin, Tony are all in grave risk of complete exposure and I have no fear of primates now or ever.
        I wouldn’t carry ever again Jim. In fact I would be very concerned of anyone new you meet because you just never know who; from Gambino family or Johnny Law is going to be friend to Kevin.
      • (25 mins ago) u know u sent me all these texts before rite. nearly word for word lol u using cut n past.lol dumbass
      • (1 hr ago) And the last laugh will be mine. Enjoy.
      • (2 mins ago) Unread lol ur nuts kevin nite
      • (4 mins ago) Unread crazy crazycrazy crazy crazy. u must b very lonley that im who u want to talk to. there are 4 of us here laughing at u
      • (6 mins ago) Unread afried. afried of what kevein. ur dillusional get sleep old guy. c doctor. ur not well in the head
      • (9 mins ago) Unread dude meds . get on meds . stop using meth at ur age. get on meds n c a doctor. ur rite all is recored. remember that dumbass. reality has slipt away from u is obvious. u love ur friend lee n want his friendship back. then u suggest he killed someone. Get some meds.
      (6 mins ago) Can’t face reality Jim? I’ve known that from the beginning. I’ve known that since the text from Lee about “this beautiful creature sleeping next to me” and that is all recorded Jim. I can’t go back and make up real texts from my friend Lee. I can’t go back an re-write the actual experiences as published so maybe you should reconsider your poisonous position toward me Jim. I am more than able to verify from 3 sources all the allegations as delivered to the State Attorney General. Maybe you should ask Lee about his last older man (that he isn’t attracted to) lover in NC and just how much he gained from that murder by suicide and why it didn’t work this time.
      Be afraid Jim; be very afraid. Lee’s paranoia may have been chemically induced but there is a foundation for that in reality that has nothing to do with me at all.
      Facts Jim.
      Real, verifiable and recorded FACTS Jim from a 50 year-long Journalist. Want to compare those records to what 2013 is?
      Be very afraid Jim.
      Karmic rewards are real and so are those for criminals, for conspiracy to commit bodily harm and attempted murder Jim. Look at your language Jim.
      You have reason to be very afraid and you know that.
      I contacted Lee’s parents for “compassionate intervention” but he is recognized there and they just pay him to keep him away.
    • (20 mins ago) why do u bring up parrots .wtf lol ur blog wtf who reads that shit u need help really. stop contacting me . go out in the world n stop being a bitter old man
    • (23 mins ago) ur a confused man n like i suggested get help. its really sad
    • (3 mins ago) Msg sent and unread by recipient Dear Primate; there is no allegation that you poisoned my Imps.
      As is well known you are unable to adhere to a civil communication with Don Miguel Ruiz’s “The Four Agreements”
      1) Be impeccable with your word.
      2) Don’t make assumptions.
      3) Don’t take anything personally.
      4) Always do your best.Now to clean up your feces breath there is also a correction to be made now and for all times:
      At no time within our 16 years of friendship have I ever claimed to be “Boy Friend” to Montgomery Lee Freeman.
      I love my friend Lee and continue to do so to this very day but the man I know as an honest and upright human disappeared with introduction of Crystal Meth by Frankie on 4th Ave N in May.
      Now go to schul and try to stay sober enough between there and here so you may work your demanding 14 hour a week waitress schedule between bouts of whoring at the Flamingo and gutter-crawling in between.
      You are just one more used Primate that Lee employed but your proximity and eager acts indict you deeply. Prepare yourself the rewards are waiting.
    • (19 mins ago) dumb ass u only new of me the last 2 months u lived. u didnt met till the very begening of auguest. just after lees birthday where n when u lead him on a path of using meth. i no nothing of parrots. old man i said get meds ur mind is going .i really dont care y u were evicted i was happy lee left
    • (32 mins ago) Perhaps it is the Battery Acid & Drain-O salts you consume have damaged the one brain cell you have left from your alcoholism that have issues Jim.
      Go back to the blog in May and June and you’ll see and read of my parrots.
      And you are sorely mistaken if you think it was only 2 months Lee and I lived there; 18 Months and from February 2013 I sustained all the costs alone.
      Your reality is altered from the information you were fed then and you are responsible for your acts in this life to a much higher power.
    • (50 mins ago) u are living in a epic world where falacies run ramped. u simply give me much to much credit. u never had parrots in the 2 months u n lee lived there. i dont think enough about u to acknowledge u.. much less kill u.ur a confused old man that probly shouldnt b smoking meth n get more stable meds.. u in one message want n know lee will come back from my control. then in another u slam him.ur very confused .
    (17 mins ago) The State Attorney General expresses great interest too. Your history is clear and your “Bitter” party of one defines the reality of Karmic Law already rewarding the whore for beer, the gutter-slime you demonstrate and are known to be receiving rewards well deserved.The only way you are ever able to rise above it is the recognition that even shit floats to the top of the septic tank.Have a life that you work hard for. The conditions you and he created defined intent, the actions backed that up and you are poorly misinformed on multiple levels and nothing more than a vile, nosey, busybody Kyke bitch who had no business then or now concerning it’s primate self with Lee’s and my household finances.Reality will suck even worse for you as this year closes an my calender year opens on a new life with the rewards from your poison turned to my gold.Enjoy it asshole.
  • (2 hrs ago) u have been n are my entertainment.ppl like u try to cause drama where there is none. example like u texting me. im glad that u think of me. as for mental illness lee should c a doctor for his socialpath behavior. n u might also inquire about ur state of utterdelusion. u were the one that did not pay bills so u both had to move out. u continualy texted him to the point he did not want to here more of ur xvessive rants . i took nothing from u as u said he was not urs. u never had him. it was u n ur actions that caused it. i assure u i did not win the golden ticket. i never called him a bf. i xpect better for a man to b my boyfriend. that was talked about between us in our relationship. lees not on his way north i just saw him. he is a contiouous liar that has no regreat or remorse for his actions. i showed him ur full rant to me. and he had creative words for u. i show everyone these we get a good laugh about u writing.so thanks for smiles
  • (3 hrs ago) Lee went home for the Holidays and you are back to shopping for another Drama to create. How attractive. How typical. What a joke for atonement for the New Year too. What’s the matter Jim; “WINNING” not cracked-up (or Tina-ed-Out) to meet your expectations. Karmic rewards await. You are forgiven for me and certainly not for you. I say a prayer every day you receive all you desire rather than all you deserve. Far beyond Primates flinging feces from their hands as “entertainment in games” to amuse the mental illness.
    Mozal Tov…
  • (12/17 10:58) How do you ever manage to crawl up out of your septic tank in the morning and look at yourself in the mirror?
    Beneath contempt; without a single redeeming quality and displaying ignorance of pack primate of no value now or ever. The 14 hour work-week of the waitress from Macaroni Grill who is a legend in his own mind.
    What a delightful persona your contemptible Kyke ass displayed to the world Jim.
    And your poison is making me wealthy beyond even your wildest “inheritance” mythology.
    Remember Karmic law when the Injunctions for protection arrive; when the Grand Jury indictments are served and when your due diligence in malicious intent is fulfilled three times over by Karmic law.
    Ms Green-Teeth waitress, the mean drunk. You have nothing of value.
    But your poison is now sweet wine in my bank account. You are going to be a STAR! Flotsam from the West Bank Septic Tank joined with the “prime suspect” of record. You are truly a sight to behold whenever I need a good vomit.
    You are seen. You are recognized within the community, you will reap the rewards deserved.
    I hope and pray daily that you obtain all you desire in life because what you feel you’ve “won” is far from the brass ring.
    Santorum is too kind…
    Happy Holidays. Mozal tov, Puta.
    We now know who you are living off and his family will cut him off and cast him out in a skinny minute.
    Happy New Year.
    Reward is on the way.
  • (12/11 13:57) i love hearing ur rants n eliquint accusations again i smile :).. glad u will remember the awful decietfull lying kyke that took ur friend and manipulated n controlled him from your very happy home. u will b bloked like the other old gross men that use drugs for younger guys n try to live yrs passed only to never have again . xox priencess kyke The decietful n controler, destroyer of happy homes ūüôā
  • (12/11 13:46) You are not only a liar but demonstrated that within any and every association. How was your fling with Larry?
    Your history is clear and you are identified.
    Your illness and actions defined and without any redeeming qualities now or ever. I have faith in Lee’s abilities and know you will be recognized soon enough. You are a transparent and disgusting excuse for even a primate based on your actions and your game.
    Too late now to try to cover-up.
  • (12/11 13:43) hes a grown man and has made his decisions. he does decide to b a friend of urs again then that is his decision it makes nor did it make any difference to me. i actually support it 16 yrs is along time. and both are well suited for each other friendship
  • (12/11 13:11) I did not then nor do I now ever make the claim to “have” anyone. I love my friend Lee now and as I have for 16 years and when he recognizes just what you are he may return to being friend. Time alone will tell and one thing I have is time and the knowledge of Karmic rewards. Your games attained nothing of value.
  • (12/11 13:09) Not at all and as for possession; you only delude yourself.
  • (12/11 13:08) You demonstrated your slobbering, green teeth blow-hard abusive self fortified with Crystal Meth, vodka and several beers when Lee unchained you. You are clearly seen by someone who recognized early on just what a worm from a dead and rotted pigs ass you truly aspire to be. You are now and have been recognized and clearly dismissed. Go away obnoxious Kyke. Find a Kibbutz and just know Karmic rewards are soon at your door.
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Rhapsody In Blue 12.30.13

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 30, 2013

Rhapsody In Blue 12.30.13

George Gershwin magnum opus has always carried me through with the absolute genius of creation.¬† We “creative Humans” are nearly always awed by the absolute joy of following one’s bliss and this defines that concept clearly.

And another graphic example of following one’s bliss:

“If I have my world and others have their world; why should I give a shit about anyone else?”

Rantings of a Meth-Head in August.

Out With The Old 12.27.13

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 27, 2013

Out With The Old 12.27.13

The playlist of favorites. Nat King Cole

Today is a strange day.¬† Skipped a couple of days of meds and feel it.¬† The place I’m at is OK.¬† Centered but oddly complacent.¬† Perhaps acceptance is settling.¬† No real way to tell just yet.¬† Time keeps on ticking.¬† It is only a matter of time before he ends up dead, imprisoned or in rehab.

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Christmas All-One 12.25.13

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 25, 2013

Christmas All-One 12.25.13

This Christmas is a healing and recovery time for me after the trials and tribulations of an evil and insincere friend and the addictions he brought to Tori Beach.

I’ve taken time, actually made time to send my deepest thanks off to a true savior in my life and he is family.¬† A nearly unheard of act within the dysfunctional and abusive family ego mass I separated from early and have kept at arm’s length for a life time.¬† Odd how fate, God or whatever you believe made this miracle in life happen.

As the Christians celebrate the birth of their Buddha I am very much reminded of Mohatmas Ghandi saying: “I like your Christ very much, but Christians not so much.”

2,000 years of man’s mythology bringing war, economic disparity, fueling bigotry and racism, sexism and a thousand other “isms” all in the name of a true Buddha whom they fail to grasp the messages he brought.¬†

I miss my Imps tonight more than I thought possible.  I had absolutely no awareness of how much of my time on this Earth they consumed creating Joy to absolute Bliss for me in the now.

I miss my friend Lee, but grasp why he hides like a coward and continues on his self-destructive path of slow suicide by needle. I am past the point of pity for him, beyond sympathy, moved through the anger and have no choice but accept that this is the path he is traveling and I’m not going there now or ever.¬† It wounds my soul to know that I am unable to rescue, care for or encompass this primate Montgomery Lee Freeman within my life.¬† The results of that last open endeavor are the ashes of Tori Beach and my broken heart from the loss of a man I once admired and care deeply for his health, safety and welfare.¬† I did my best.

I pray that one day my friend Lee will reappear but my knowledge tells me that less than 10% of first year addicts survive through recovery and by the second year of addiction less than 8%.¬† The picture isn’t pretty for those consuming the salt produced from Battery Acid & Drain-O for “recreation.”

Perhaps I’m just getting old.¬† There is no attraction to checking out of life for me.¬† There is no attraction to the “enhancement” experienced when the knowledge of the destruction of the brain tissues that generate pleasure in one’s brain are being fried by the chemical bath.¬† No attraction to the Meth-Rage that always accompanies the chemical alteration as the brain seeks to generate the same levels of intensity of feelings that the Meth bath does to one’s brain.¬† Substitute serotonin for dopamine and rage to the same intensity as the Meth creates.¬† 12 to 14 times more stimulus in the pleasure center of the brain than sex or chocolate and in this Gay Community the sex is purely recreational and the drug intended to feed the addictions of sex and chemical alterations.¬† Been there, done that and the crash is just not worth it for me.¬† Perhaps I was saved by the neurontin/gabapentin or cetalopram that I consume daily.¬† I have no idea but I was obviously spared the brunt of the addictive qualities of this substance.

Lee was not so fortunate and by July he was hallucinating visually, auditory and locked in a paranoid delusion that focused upon me as the one man who spoke out clearly in providing facts of what the damages are.  I failed at this rescue too.

Motzart’s Ein Kline Nacht Music is playing in the background.

BLAST From The PAST 12.18.13

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 18, 2013
BLAST From The PAST 12.18.13
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ekzHIouo8Q4
GOOD-BYE MY LOVER; GOOD-BYE MY FRIEND
Excerpts from Tori Beach Chronicles foundation documentation.
All rights reserved by the author and any reproduction is strictly prohibited.
Lee:
It is 10/3/13 and I’m more alone than ever in life over the past 30 years.
 
There have been many changes over the past couple of years and, for me, the joy of day-to-day life with my friend Lee is the best thing that has ever happened.
If nothing else Lee; please know that I love you; without attachment, unconditionally; ALL because of who you’ve demonstrated yourself to be over time¬† This man who is chemically-altered is not the Montgomery Lee Freeman that I know.
 
Losing Bea & Avery destroyed me and maybe I’ve not taken the time to grieve, who knows at this point?
Watching my Friend Lee destroy himself with crystal meth is worse.
I grieve every day looking at your gaunt face and ribs.
I pray for your health, safety and welfare every day.
I saw; demonstrated the full cycle of abusive behavior through your aid in manipulation of the JIM. 
How long do you think it will take until the novelty wears off?
Ask Larry.
 
I am wounded and in pain from the unending denigration and being the object of your paranoia; all chemically induced.
When I look at the calender and the events of your paranoia’s appearance it coincides with your use of crystal meth.
Perhaps my first mistake was pandering to the paranoia by moving me out to the shed, I don’t know and autopsy is not important now.
 
What am I to do when my Friend Lee, a man whom I care deeply about his health, well-being and success in life is destroying himself and me?
 
I am not perfect Lee and never claimed to be perfect.  I have no expectation of perfection from others but honesty is demanded.
I am sorry that I’ve brought us to this point but I didn’t get here alone although I will be left alone to deal with the fall-out and repercussions; absolutely ostracized and alone.
 
I will miss you deeply and in time I will recover but that time is yet to be determined as I am lost this moment.
 
I am totally insane, depressed, locked in Post Traumatic Stress Disorder as I’ve not experienced since Mikey The Beer Sponge and absolutely without hope.
I understand your anger and the crystal meth rage too, been there, done that, have a good handle on it and not going back for the Tee-shirt or the Baseball Cap.
 
The things I don’t understand are your concerns with “others” opinions, attitudes and games.
The Game wasn’t and isn’t required now or ever Lee.¬† The man I know would’ve simply said that “this doesn’t work for me” and taken responsibility in moving on with the courtesy, the honesty the open love, trust and admiration you’ve been delivered.
There can be no denial of the game because of the very real documentation and that still exists.
With or without benefits I am your friend now and always and as a friend I am devastated by the constant denigration, the insistence that I’m delusional when the history, the record supports the reality of life going to shit with the introduction of the poison of crystal meth into our lives.¬† That’s right Lee, “our lives” because of what once was an enviable friendship without a harsh word passing between us for years and years.¬† How do you justify your contempt of the real history Lee?
The humans associated with the substance are vile, thieves, liars and only concerned with their addiction.  You make it clear that is more attractive to you than unconditional love, support to the very best of my ability and the complete and total honesty you in your game have utilized as a weapon intent on murder.
The truth is that an addict is only able to hold one relationship and that’s with their substance of choice.
 
What is so wrong with saying: “I love my friend Lee?”
Why does this hurt you?
What is wrong with being intellectually intimate?
I provided you the insights and the tools that you’ve employed against me; why?
Lee, I admit I’ve failed.¬†
What is the point of continuing to beat me up?
Do you and your peers gain some gratification from just being abusive?
The Lee I know would’ve rolled up his sleeves and pitched in to help find the way to make Tori Beach live on but apparently you’ve killed him before your plans to kill me.
I have no regrets or remorse for making your 35th birthday a memorable experience. 
I have no regrets in life with Lee at all.
The abhorrent, self-destructive addict injected into my life; destroyed our life by poisoning Tori Beach with chemical escape, the man who loves and admires you through lies and deceit coupled with open abuse.
The delivery system is my objection.
I pray Karmic rewards strike swiftly to the Pushers.
Why did you feel obligated to shit all over my birthday?
What did I gain Lee?
Did that make you feel powerful?
Why are “power & control” issues at all Lee?
Did you enjoy the torture?
Founded in your construct of “with me” as clearly stated but you abhor ever existed.
Did you enjoy inflicting the pain?
It was your requirement for total destruction; murder by suicide.
Prime suspect.
Not attracted to older men.
 
Tori Beach is dead and I’ll go to my grave knowing I killed her because, in my heart and head I know to continue is sure death for both of us and I’m not being that kind of drama queen now or ever.
The magic and the positive energy of this place is and was the atmosphere of love and acceptance, the freedom, the unconditional love that is envied by others that you enjoyed and that drew the magic, the men, the laughter, freedom and joy of pure bliss in life now; Nirvana.¬† That was the only joint endeavor that qualified as “our” and the one you intentionally poisoned with playtime with Frankie on 4th Ave N who baited you in, turned you on to Crystal Meth and injected it into my life through you.
 
I freely admit to applying positive touch therapy to delivering messages of positive reinforcement and healing positive strokes to my friend Lee out of love and compassion because I saw; I felt your pain; your negative charges building and that confession is perhaps the first turning place.  Do you really think that helping a friend feel better about their self, their core being is a malicious or evil act?
 
There are no bonds, there are no ties holding you and that was clearly seen by the opportunistic bottom-feeders among whom you dwell now.
Why is that Lee?
Are you really that much a coward that you encouraged the lie, inflamed the fraud and manipulated the hate because your friend loves you and works diligently to the very best of his ability to help keep you fed, happy, healthy and secure?
 
I have an appointment with the Sun Coast Mental Health people in the works now.
I have kicked over into suicidal mode and am doing battle with myself so I have nothing, absolutely nothing left.
I miss my friend Lee.
 
I have contacted several resources for assistance in the electric and past due rent through out this process and continue to seek assistance now as I have for the past months without success which just beats me down even more.
 
I cost us Tori Beach by doing what I was able in doing my best while working and going broke.
Do you have any comprehension of what that feels like Montgomery Lee Freeman?
How would you feel parroting the script while your friend is out playing and partying; having a good time at your expense then comes home and delivers recovery time, anger, meth rage and abuse as his demonstrations of gratitude and recognition of the reality of my life within the confines of Tori Beach?
Do you have any ability to grasp that concept?
 
None of that matters.
I know you feel betrayed just as I.
I am sorry. 
I do apologize for my rage and hurtful remarks.
I will not ever apologize for loving my friend Lee now or ever to anyone.
 
I remain your friend,
Kevin

Terrorist Tuesday

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 17, 2013

Terrorist Tuesday 12.17.13

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uego6kKWDA4

Can’t see the forest through the trees.

Finding new ways to deal with Toxic Primates and Poisonous Personalities is a cheerful Holiday fact of life for me and many humans of my acquaintance within their family ego masses or the office party or even in the Malls and Box Store Shopping venues.¬† We’ve all experienced the proverbial “urge to kill” when confronted with a sibling who is an absolute asshole or bully. That obnoxious primate muscling and pushing to snatch for goods to the extreme of taking something out of someone else’s hand.¬† We’ve been there and done that; experienced or seen the primate acts of less than human self-involved “I, Me, My” Twinks, Twats and Totally Tweaked-Out Twisted Tourists.

(You know the ones who need magnetic boots to keep them down and you are absolutely sure they are from some other planet).

You, gentle readers, are able from this experience to grasp exactly how I feel; what I’ve experienced in life over the past several weeks and months while dodging proverbal bullets, avoiding poisoning or embolism while being dosed by primates with G, threatened with overdose by slamming T.¬† Murder by Suicide was the intent but, blond from birth me, tread where none other dare to rescue a friend whom I love very much, and failed.¬† I saved myself through instinctive fear-based response although tempered through my human and not fully consciously processing of all data (the primate is predictable; the human not so much). The data presented on limbic levels processed and returned to consciousness with love of self first, for a change, is the energy attacked by the primates, the pack.¬†

The reality of having my Imps poisoned as a threat to my person; a warning as it were from primates living in fear of the truth didn’t register until confession by the perpetrator.¬†

The big ole St Pete Sasquatch was just too busy putting out brush fires built to distract and doing battle.

Then there was the “Man with a Gun” who came to Tori Beach in September (Makes note to self to check text messages and becomes enlightened to just why there was no response. Why the trip to Plant City as whore for Dube and the lie of Dube calling to come by.¬† Click!)

Therein lies the proverbial “rub” with all these experiences:¬†

The variety, the texture the energy from the ego masses in conflict.

The pillow talk from the malicious mean-drunk & druggie of Frankie’s on 4th Ave N’s acquaintance and playpen.

The Randy and Kevin’s misdirection to obtain attempted murder weapons with only the fingerprints of two of the 8 involved

The history of the players and the reality of the moment.

The reality of the brain-damaged to 90% of the participants and their inability to recall what they did an hour ago much less May, June, July, August, September and the fluid cast of characters.

The truth; that elusive collection of facts, occurrences, trends and outside documentation as well as eye-witness testimony.

As I’ve moved through grieving and growth; come to understand the true connections and inspections.¬† I know in my heart of hearts that if were I to have denied self; deny any self-worth or self-identification; adhering to the Primate Pack mentality; then I would still be within the fold of those intent upon my personal destruction for being true to myself and an upright honest human.

The Charlie “Lee’s friend” is the nexus where the second perfect murder hinged.¬† Oh what a useful tool that one was, is and always will be; but it “doesn’t drink hot beverages.”¬† Charlie is a “Christian/Mormon/faithful follower of the flock but his flock is the pack of feces-slinging Primates with no spine at all, no directed intellect to his name.¬† Charlie only does the bidding of others whenever he uncurls from the basket in the corner of mommy’s kitchen having grown tired of self-fellatio only possible in those without a spine at all.¬† Charlie would slither in after his work as the cashier of his career dreams always with an intention and not ever of his own free will.¬† Low-life primate puppet demonstrated and recorded.¬† Turn the page Charlie; “TURNING.”¬†¬† (A reference to the movie “The Boys In The Band” that these culturally deprived and absolutely depraved Queer Boys could never comprehend.)¬† I understood clearly who, what, where, when and why Charlie would appear and the intense displeasure his presence brought with understanding of who the boy was working for today.¬†

One step ahead of them and probably closer to 3 steps by mid-July for the Birthday Lee “never wanted” and “Never asked to explore BDSM” either yet Michael and submission parachutes happened and his injury was “accidental.”

Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive.

The foundation of this attempted murder is on the shoulders of the one who accomplished the last “murder by suicide” and it thought I wouldn’t know.¬† It coined the “The Buckets of Bullshit” as self-descriptive and accurate as the “Living of Other people’s money” of the co-conspirator in attempted murder, the 14 hours a week career mean-drunk, drug addict and Israeli attack ape in training.¬†

Frankie, you prissy, poisonous, Napoleonic drama queen; a real faggot’s faggot has now 4 out of 8 connected directly to his prissy ass and Crystal Meth trafficking ass where he introduces the addiction to pay for his habit because he is a cheap bastard too.

Dave Dube was much easier to program and prime and Lee’s use of this tool expected, understood and only became transparent when one of the participants of the Plant City whore-run fiasco became twisted and spilled his guts without knowing exactly who I am or who was with me on that occasion.¬†

The Little Dave and Dave and stripper girlfriends known too and fed exactly what they needed to hear and to know to keep the pack of trained chimps jumping through my hoops on my will while Dube “had a breakdown” because he knows that this gig is up and he will flee the country leaving Little Dave and Dave to hang for his bullshit.

The Randy; unknowing but highly educated and exceptionally observant with the documented skills to produce exactly what was required to poison anyone and the reality of Ricin in the coffee grounds.  How lovely it is of me to maintain not only the note the nasty waitress left in the coffee pot but the idiot left the little envelope with the Ricin residue on the counter next to the coffee pot.  Sloppy and another graphic ignorant Primate act of contempt of self.

On Brian, on Brad on Frankie and Tony the tale of this pack is far from phoney.  The shit that they spew, the shit they consume is hardly worth telling from now through June. 

MARY; KISS MY ASS!

Manic Monday 12.16.13

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 16, 2013

Manic Monday 12.16.13

As this year of discovery of nightmare addictions; suicide by Battery Acid & Drain-O combination salts of friends and the murder of my precious Imps, the lights of my life as Red-Sided Eclectus hen & cock; coupled with the intentional and premeditated murder by contempt and denigration of my inner child have unfolded; the clear comprehension of the Buddha’s statement of admonition of mindfulness toward others:

“The insincere and evil friend is more dangerous than the beast of the wood; the beast of the wood may injure your body but the evil friend will damage your mind.” Buddha

Is understood from this survivor more than any of the Sutras; more than the concepts of Impermanence and Attachment and the enforced divestment of material possessions in the intentionally inflicted plunge into aectism of a monk precipitated by the conspiracy of Primates led by the Evil Friend who emerged post Crystal Meth.

As a Luminous Being who responded to the evil friend with open and honest truth, love and compassion founded in failure to do the basic research into motivation;¬† I have in all actuality, all reality, done this damage to myself. This is just as the invitation to the malignant vile Jim (The mean-drunk & poisonous waitress alcoholic and drug addict happy home wrecker; the whore for beer) was invited in because of my honest request to Lee for aid and assistance to bring just one more dick, one more piece of meaningless ass into our experience by me and my “gut instincts” over-ruled by Lee at first meeting when first viewing it’s malignant and poisonous psychopath’s aura brought the demon I have nothing but pity of and for into our Tori Beach lives.

From this moment now; moving through the shock, anger and betrayals with bargaining of the grieving spirit into healing and acceptance of responsibility; these toxic doppelgangers of human; pseudo-alpha primates pulling strings to keep the appearance required to insure success in murder for profit; had no and have no concept of the reality of their combined destructive force being utilized by this Luminous Being to re-enforce the glimmering positive energy their black-holes of primates and malignancy worked diligently to destroy. 

As always is true in “the Fight That Is Most Important,” these creatures defined themselves with “Living off other people’s money” and all the other accusations hurled like feces from their rotten-green-teethed meth-mouths and chemically brain damaged brains in paranoia and delusions of grandeur deserving of institutionalization or incarceration to remove their toxic breath from the presence of all other free citizens.¬† It is my compassionate prayer today that this reality occurs sooner rather than later to assist in salvation of the scraps of Human that may remain after the pushed poison. The open manipulative acts of my friend Lee (who I still love very much and miss daily) in his foundational lie, his compulsion to seek the addicts and pushers and swim in the septic tank of the lack of a positive life defined the illness and the responsible party in the destruction of Tori Beach.

Winter Solstice 12.13.13

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 14, 2013

Winter Solstice 12.13.13

The Winter Solstice, the longest reign of Darkness on this planet all year is soon upon us and the light will begin to return.  The announcement for this event, this first day of Winter is the Geminid Meteor Showers approaching peak now.  One is only able to imagine how these celestial events shaped the man of myth and mystery who was not yet fully cognizant of what we today take for scientific fact from observation.  Sometimes I wish a little more mystery remained.

It’s early on Saturday Morning after having survived another Friday the 13th unscathed.¬† It was a beautiful night, a little too much cloud cover for star gazing but a wonderfully refreshing winter night in the subtropics where the teeth of the north winds has tempered from the warm water and the distance from arctic to here.

I miss my friend Lee more than he can ever imagine because I’m sure I am absolutely reviled and detested at this moment as a result of my strong desire to save him from the crystal meth addiction that is consuming him beyond a shadow of a doubt.¬† At this point I would eagerly see him imprisoned just to know that he would receive treatment and perhaps return to his right mind.¬† What I miss most about Lee this moment is his quiet and dependable companionship more than anything in life.¬† The abuse I sustained is and was undeserved because I did my flat out level best to insure his safety and well being from the time he came through my door to become an integral part of life.¬† A part that now causes excruciating agony in the pointed separation and the methods applied to attain that separation being totally unnecessary.

I love my friend Lee but this is not a romantic “in love” with the man I’ve known and become comfortable sharing space and time with because of who he was.¬† The Lee who lied to me, the Lee who takes great pride in inflicting pain, the Lee who clearly is unable to put himself in another’s shoes now is not the gentle soul, the quietly brilliant observer or the playfully humorous man who endeared himself to my heart and became, perhaps a little, taken for granted as a constant in our 16 years of friendship.¬† My lessons of pain from attachment are driven home many times over with the losses this past year.

My Imps, my familiars in the Red Sided Eclectus Parrots; murdered by poison as threat to me is understood now.¬† The loss of a trusted and valued friend to a chemical and pack of primates unworthy of his attention or participation in their troop.¬† The discovery of the death of my child as a result has aged me and taken a toll that heart-attacks, strokes, diabetes and all the ills of the world couldn’t exact.¬† I refuse to become bitter and hold fast to the hope that one day my friend Lee will come to his senses and grasp the very real value of a friend who is dog-loyal; put his interests above self; worked diligently while going broke and provided to the very best of his ability the day to day needs of his friend from freedom to food to shelter and failed.¬† It is that pain of failure to deceit that burns deeply into my soul as nothing else is able.¬† I am not allowed the same simple joys or sorrows of other humans.¬† The expectation is that I be above and beyond all the very real frailties of being human and I am only human.¬† I am not super-man.

From today’s vantage in the Mobile Mansion, quietly enjoying the dawn and experiencing the pain of reliving these events while producing literature and screen play that drives home these points more than ever.¬† I was not allowed and I am not allowed the same anger, the same depth of expression, the same freedom to be me that I provided to Lee and above all the clear statement of “will not care” perhaps more damaging than the “worthless” description applied by primates unable to value themselves.

There is no resolution to this now or ever. The only resolution will be when Lee’s obituary is published and I know that I’ve been denied the joy of a friend, a companion forever because of his own choice to self-destruct with the Frankies on 4th Ave N, the Jew Jims, the Michaels, the subversive Charlie and all the others having apparently no value to themselves either and to devalue self is the cost of entry to the pack.¬†

I am unable to reduce myself to those levels now for anyone ever.¬† I tried to rescue my friend.¬† I went there with him willingly to attempt to understand the attraction, the need, the power of this battery acid and Drain-O salts chemical titillation of one’s brain.¬† I am now and was then unable to sustain the absolute destruction of self, of self-worth, of self-love that is required to plunge to the depths I’ve witnessed my friend eagerly attaining and the result is that I am alone.

This is not the Buddhist all-one of alone that sustained me through Deborah Jane Wagner Osborne Andrews; the all-one that led my tortured self to attempt total obliteration as a result of Mikey the Beer Sponge and the Beer Sponge Catholic Guilt and endorsed alcoholism and hate.  This is not the all-one that carried me through the Dangerous Dan and his thieving family of liars and low-life scum without scar.  This is not the all-one that carried me through Victor and the havoc of a died in the wool narcissist unable to rise above the level of his dick now or ever. 

Today I am alone in the world on levels that are too glaringly apparent to ignore and move past in this moment.  I am disposed of because of my love and desire to protect a friend who is no true friend but exposed as one more primate out to use anyone and everyone to gain that tiny moment of little death in orgasm, in drug exhilaration or high or personal gratification from inflicting pain that is unwarranted, undeserved but delivered with a sadistic glee that is only able to be seen as demonic; not of the man I know or the man I love and lived with with great joy and bliss in each moment.

I am wealthy beyond anyone’s wildest imagination for having the experience of absolute Nirvana on Earth with the union of souls; the bonding of minds; the undeniable strength of two minds joined in one goal in joy and bliss.¬† I know in my heart and soul that this is possible because I have achieved this with my friend Lee in ways that no other human has ever shared within my life, within my head or within my heart and all without being in my bed.¬† I mourn the passing of my friend Lee who many assess as unworthy but who stood by me; steadfast and sure providing to me the honor of having the ability to reach out and stroke his back, his arm and quietly, reverently tell him: “You are a good man Montgomery Lee Freeman.”

I miss his humor.  I miss his vocabulary faux pas and idiosyncrasies more than I miss his lopsided smile, the fragrance of his warm body passing me or the contented purr for happy that I became so accostumed to being in life with me, next to me, willingly sharing the sorrows and joys and moving in positive directions out of respect, admiration and combined goals to be attained.  I miss the joy of knowing my friend Lee will be right there next to me today, tomorrow or next year and all because of the poison of crystal meth, the insincere and evil friend.  I am mortally wounded as a result and will not just lay down and die because while I still draw breath in this plane of existence my energy, my very spirit and soul holds fast to the hope that my friend Lee will one day become conscious of the value and esteem he is held within now and always just because of who I know him to be.

I love my friend Lee and I will not ever apologize or be diminished by that very real core concept in my life.

Hope springs infernal within my heart and soul as long as I draw breath that one day, one fine day; maybe in Spring I will see my friend Lee’s smiling and happy face, know him by the radiant glow of health our partnership helped him attain and have, once again, my friend restored in life through forgiveness, love, trust and understanding of who I am as much as I extended to him and continue to extend to him today, tomorrow and always.¬† Love of this kind does not die or turn to bitterness.¬† The love of a true, honest and upright friend grows ever stronger and without tarnish as the years move forward.¬† There may be distance and separation now but perhaps, in time, my friend Lee will again appear in life and I will know the joy of Nirvana attained.

Lee, I love you friend.  You are unable to change that.  You are unable to poison that.  Lee you are worthy of love from self-love to romantic love to the love of those who know you and wish only the best in this life, in this world, in this now for you.  A love that sacrifices self to insure your happiness and is now again congealed within my core with the knowledge that you do know this love within yourself is true.  I wish only that you extend what I freely give to you to the priceless gift of Montgomery Lee Freeman who I know as friend.

Happy Holidays Friend Lee.  You are sorely missed.  You are deeply mourned.  You are a treasured and valuable human for whom I have done everything and anything within my meager human power to assist in coming to love yourself.  You are a good man Lee and I know that from the views into your heart and soul you provided to me with a smile.

Manic Monday 12.09.13

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 9, 2013

Manic Monday 12.09.13

The closure is settling. 

Thank the Gay Gods.

I stumbled across this interesting article about how words can change your brain and have to share because of my failure to uphold the 4 Agreements on a couple of occasions (OK a LOT of occasions) while dealing with the absolute outrage of betrayal, the anger of grief and the honest human that I work diligently to be every day.

A review that is more for me than anything else.

1) Be impeccable with your word.

2) Don’t make assumptions.

3) Don’t take anything personally.

4) Always do your best.

For me, with this coupled to my Buddhist:Right Thinking, Right Speech, Right Action; I diligently work to keep myself centered and happy without taking a toll on any other humans that I may come into contact.¬† The giggle in this is that I’m still 30% savings over the Christian 10 Commandments.

Over the course of doing battle with Addicts, their pushers and the pusher’s suppliers I have become strayed from the path and work now to put myself firmly back on.¬† Giving power to these leeches on life sucks any integrity, honor and value from the experience of this moment NOW.

I was clear with my friend Lee, who I love very much, that I had become dependent upon his, often opposing, point of view, contemporary culture understanding and sedate comportment.¬† The acceptance of Lee disappearing in late May or early June (The point my grieving process was denied) now aids me in moving rapidly into the place where I am able to say “what would Lee” and without much pain have that perspective unfold.

There is no short-cut in the process of grief. 

The true betrayal within the friendship with Lee was the use of “Trigger Words” that Lee was well aware of and that were discussed and understood between us on several occasions.¬† Lee, a true narcissist like Victor, is charming and very much the sociopath on the levels of instilling trust and very adept utilizing information gained to manipulate others to do his dirty work.¬† That process played out in its totality as “the fight that is most important” became real within life again.

For a survivor of Addicts, Alcoholics, Abuse on mental and physical levels the shock of realization of the dynamic playing out triggered the Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and the resurrection of The Game.  I heard carefully crafted messages delivered by others and, with the understanding of their authorship, sent misdirecting responses while steeling myself for the confrontation that I knew was on the way.

So, in being kind to myself, I have undertaken the project of training Ryka, a Wolf Husky hybrid who is an absolutely delightful animal with a personality of a bouncing 3 or 4 year-old at just 18 weeks. In the past 3 days she has mastered basic obedience training for sit, stay, down, heel & stand from voice and hand signals.¬† She is such an intelligent animal that without the active involvement in learning and being occupied that, out of boredom, she will tear up papers, dig, get into mischief in the bath or kitchen cupboards.¬† Like humans she demonstrates exactly how the word changes her comportment and behavior.¬† With the constant and consistent positive reinforcement I have house-broken (potty trained) her in just 48 hours while I was her sole caregiver.¬† Today with Corey & Allie “Having Discussions” she is agitated and aggressive and went into the house, down the hall and defecated in the doorway of the bedroom where the disturbed energy arose. A clear assessment and comment expressed she returned to her normal, happy and playful self when I took her out and walked her as far away from the sharp voices as I could get. .

Tweakers Attack Tori Beach

Posted in Uncategorized by activecitizen54 on December 8, 2013
Tweakers Attack Tori Beach
 On Dec 3, 2013, at 22:29, Kevin wrote:

Lee:
How very accurate your current actions are in light of your past as I experienced.¬† I’m sure your cowardice is founded in your knowledge and failed skills.
I have a rather lovely dossier prepared and just making my short list now.¬† I’m sure it will be well received for Christmas by your family.
There are other options but they are dependent upon your actions and ability to be honest.
Kevin
From: freelee
Sent: ‎Thursday‎, ‎December‎ ‎5‎, ‎2013 ‎12‎:‎54‎ ‎PM
To: Kevin
Such comments and threats to me and others (a4a profile) show more of the reason why I want to NOT be involved/communicating with you in any way.
It demonstrates even more how you actually only care about what you get, thus to me…makes you even more worthless.
worth·less
ňąw…ôrTHlis/
adjective
adjective: worthless
  1. 1.
    having no real value or use.
    “that promise is worthless”
    antonyms: valuable, precious, useful
Au contraire Mon Ami!
Very 4 Agreements are my statements to you, your tool and the creep who introduced you to your newest addiction and any other of you minions.
Your friend Charlie is indicted as well and even more deeply than Frankie.
  1. BE IMPECCABLE TO YOUR WORD.
  2. DON’T MAKE ASSUMPTIONS.
  3. DON’T TAKE ANYTHING PERSONALLY.
  4. ALWAYS DO YOUR BEST.
Lee:
I have great value in learning rapidly from my mistakes while some cling to the same old sorry habits and excuses.
I kept working through the poisoning of my birds.
I kept working through the assaults and abuse.
I kept working while my Daughter Timmy was hospitalized for burns over 60% of his body and 6 skin graft surgeries in August.
I am the only person who was earning an income from February or March.
Do you remember that?
Why do you give Frankie on 4th Ave N a pass with:
‚ÄúHow do you know he doesn‚Äôt just scroll through the profiles?‚ÄĚ
This is your verbatim response when I pointed out to you the exact actions that I returned to them over the past week intentionally; with malice and forethought.
Isn’t it a beautiful thing when you all get a dose of your own primate shit right back in your arrogant paranoid smug faces?
You may all now nod your heads in agreement, shut your stinking gobs and enjoy the reality of Meth-Heads attack Tori Beach as experienced, documented and filed.
It is abhorrent to me that you deliver compassion and respect to your¬†Pusher for your Crystal Meth addiction but are unable to be civil and speak to the man whose only crime is clearly saying¬†‚ÄúI love my Friend Lee.‚ÄĚ
What an enlightening set of actions and clear attitude of contempt that I‚Äôve just flushed back into the cesspool where it chooses to live in fear of¬†‚ÄúThe Grumpy Old Man, the 3-Eyed Troll & St Pete Sasquatch‚ÄĚ all while working to maintain it‚Äôs mythological¬†8th Wonder of The¬†World hooks and desire to maintain a¬†friendship while sabotaging court filings.
Thanks for the support and appreciation of all that I do Lee; I’m just flushing all you vile assholes directly to Stark without ever looking back.
How is anything I have said or done any different than your absolutely ignorant, arrogant and disgusting guest in our home who, along with you and the¬†whole¬†Tweaker Posse‚Äôs¬†desire to limit my free speech;¬†inflict pain in a juvenile tit-for-tat¬†‚Äúfight that is most important‚ÄĚ fraud of jilted spouse; a¬†ploy to cover for your attempted murder?
Being exposed as hard-core Meth-Heads and Super-Tweakers is the least of your worries kids and you do not want to fuck with my Gambino connections now or ever.
You saw that slime Dave Dube with the silicone muscle tits parody of primate disappear in a skinny minute and I expect and demand the same from all you.
There is one kicker though:
Restitution to me for the damages you have willfully and premeditatedly caused in your acts of attempted murder, theft of assets and destruction of chattel.
My people can speak with your people or maybe I’ll just let the courts decide and completely wash my hands of your vile and debilitating stench right now.
The Primate defecation is about to hit the rotating blades and the winds are all blowing in your direction kids.
Brace yourselves because the Merde Maelstrom of Kevin has opened in grand form and deadly accuracy.
By the time you get this email the publication will be complete, the acts exposed and your lives as dealers done.
Time to move on boys.
I dirtied myself by reducing my skills and talents to the levels you and your peers project.  I went right in there with you to insure that I could extend a hand up when you hit rock bottom but the depths of your depravity recorded are beyond my ability to sustain.
You may all finally come to understand your individual and collective acts are horrifically inadequate within any culture among civil humans. 
I pray that once caged you will obtain the treatment you demonstrate you require.
It is over Lee.
There is no place to hide.
There is no option left.
You, your abuser; who works diligently to isolate you now and you; in your paranoid delusions; are surely feeling safe holding each others hands and making your prayer circle way too late.
Lee, you and this vile group are pointing, intravenous injecting Drain-O & Battery Acid and that explains a small part of the behaviors demonstrated. 
Prepare to have all your ill poisoned noodles twisted and you‚Äôll¬†get your panties in a wad the most because this reality is just too rich as you‚Äôve continually worked to denigrate my journalism as¬†‚ÄúPure Fiction.‚ÄĚ
I have done my best in at least 3 sources of verification supporting any allegations.
Do you really want to try to claim that I am making these experiences up?
I live in the real world¬†Lee not the checked-out paranoid delusions that lead you to claim I am¬†‚Äúchecking-up on you‚ÄĚ to the¬†extent of¬†‚ÄúPeeking in the windows from a ladder.‚Ä̬† Christ Lee I brought you the beach sheets so you could nail them up a week earlier and you and that Israeli Ape with green teeth were so tweeked you didn’t put them up.¬† Typical behavior for you now and always.,
You freaking tweaking fools have just written my pilot episode for me.
You will all be whirling dervishes by the time you get through this reality.
What a comedy this proves to be.
A veritable La Cage Kibbutz St Pete.
The difference between us is that I coupled my acts of love and compassion with truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.
We all know how you and your trained Ape demonstrated gratitude and that includes a cast of characters that you are blissfully unaware because you were either checked out or too actively involved in attack to notice.
What do you, the¬†‚Äúbeautiful creature,‚ÄĚ Frankie on 4th Ave N, Charlie the meat puppet or any of your cast of thousands have to fear in the truth?
I fervently pray that you or anyone of your associates attempts to limit my free speech or claim slander.
Go whip up little Hitler, Frankie on 4th Ave N to do that now. 
I’m sure his Napoleonic hackles are raised and he may even come up off all fours for a change.
I hold certified documentation that indicts them in the attempted murder that failed so bring it on.  Ignorant acts from ignorant sub-humans who demonstrate that they forfeit their humanity for destruction of brain tissue at tremendous rates.
Please go beg that delusional silicone-muscled queen to do the deed Lee
You deliberately and freely implicated him with your actions on not less than 4 occasions of record now.
Where do you think any of these vile, low-life scum will be when the State’s Attorney General presents the Grand Jury indictments?
Where do you think you’ll be Lee?
You truly are completely delusional if you think any of them will rise to your defense as your dog-loyal and primate-shat upon friend Kevin;¬†‚Äúthe worthless one,‚ÄĚ whose only crime was to keep working and say:¬†‚ÄúI love my friend Lee‚ÄĚ accomplished through 2013; the year Lee checked out.
Kevin’s accomplishments were:
1) Being in Tori Beach in the first place with 3 incomes planned and committed to.  Yes Lee, you met your expenses leaving me to cover for 2.  How generous of you and how considerate of you to bring the Jew in to feed off me.
2) Furnishing and maintaining; indeed creating the physical Tori Beach is one of Kevin’s creative solutions.
3) Pandered to your Tweakers paranoia and Kevin moved out of the main house to the gardener’s cottage.
To that you have the Gaul, the absolute obscene arrogance to demand I leave Tori Beach completely so your fuck buddy the Israeli Ape doesn’t feel uncomfortable.
In a pig’s freaking eye!
Who juggled and struggled to maintain the place?
How many days did you spend $50, $90, $140 or whatever to maintain your high and your Ape’s rage at all our expense?
What has your trained Ape done to provide compensation for the food, beer and services he consumed as your guest while he left his rooming house because he couldn’t pay the rent or the bills?
The ignorant, ungrateful and contemptible Israeli¬†kibbutz Ape then screams at me in rabid slathering Tweaker-Rage¬†attack mode in my Kitchen with you holding his leash.¬† Now that’s a pretty picture of your value and appreciation of you friend Kevin; isn’t it Lurch?
My clear statements of impeccable truth passed the webmaster’s censorship.
That is Fact, like Bank Statements, like grocery receipts, electric, internet, gas, day-to-day living expenses and then there is the God Almighty drain for drugs.
You pack of fools, piss poor excuses for primates, either are too ignorant to know or forget that I am paid to post my profiles because of the humor, wit, pathos and truths presented.
That‚Äôs how¬†‚Äúworthless‚ÄĚ I am Lee.
What have you earned for your intellectual talents and skills?
A pending trip to prison at Stark.
A neighborhood reputation as the whore on Dartmouth.
Nothing much other than the kids are all scared to death of you.
Lee,¬†I do¬†know how terrifying that concept of¬†‚Äúthe truth‚Ä̬†the expectation for¬†basic honesty is in your world construct.¬† Remember that as a team we got you healthy.¬† Your self-image improved and when I look at photos of you back in April and see you now I am moved to tears by the death-pall the Jew has created by pointing and your inability to feed yourselves.
I am also very intimate with your fear of being honestly loved as a friend. You were delivered respect and admiration, we didn’t have a harsh word pass between us.  Until your Crystal Meth addiction destroyed Tori Beach because I couldn’t sustain it alone and you checked out in March into your delusional world of Cocaine, Crystal Meth and God only knows what other substances in your headlong plunge into insanity and rage.
Your guest demonstrated¬†absolute contempt; Kevin¬†reviled by a common gutter whore for beer¬†attempting to masquerade as the¬†‚ÄúBeautiful Creature.‚ÄĚ
Outrageous, and without any substantiation or cause and you endorsed and manipulated it and that position by your paranoid delusional behaviors; your manic and bi-polar acts that are all documented, witnessed and recorded.
The reality is a Succubus; a stinking lifeless cowardly worm from a rotted pig‚Äôs ass.¬† Those are the most compassionate terms I am able to bring to this discussion of what your¬†Meth-Head hallucinations see as¬†‚ÄúThe Beautiful Creature sleeping next to me.‚ÄĚ
It demonstrated almost as much lack of achievement as its admirer but then, Lee, you did finish your school with the reward of a Key West stay at my expense.
You remember that Lee; you trashed my place and just walked away demonstrating then as you do now the level of contempt you hold yourself in and that is projected onto everything around you in your existence.
Lee I do love my friend Lee but you have no life.  You exist from one high to the next, from one fuck to the next from one 4 day orgy to the next.
Maybe you should consider becoming a sperm-donor?
Oops; I forgot, you came to live with me because of your diagnosis of HIV+ didn’t you?  Maybe it was the syphilis; I’m not sure.
Be proud of that Lee.  Your friend of over a decade opened his home and heart and you poisoned it.
Take ownership of just being a filthy fucking pig, a worthless piece of shit lower than the primates you invite in who hold your house-mate in contempt and diligently work to physically assault at your encouragement.
You and it really demonstrated your appreciation of my hospitality and value of our home, for my birthday celebration too didn’t you?
Did it get your little willies hard to bring the thief Riley back for another primate romp?
Did you divide the cash he stole or did you even become aware of that crime against me?
Not only will I continue to follow my bliss but I will make their and your Meth-Headed, miserable, paranoid-delusional and cowardly lives the Hell they deserve as you and they have worked diligently to create in mine.
Poisoned my Parrots in May.  How wonderful a thing to do to living jewels that I loved and cared for 30 years of my life.  How clearer a statement of threat against Kevin than to murder those that he loves?
I don’t need to hide like the addicts and cowards you demonstrate playing juvenile games that, in the final assessment, define your malicious intent to do harm to me.
Demonstrate the depth of gratitude you hold for your friend who opened his home and life to you.  Displays a malicious intent that is clearly attempted murder with culpability spread across the communal ego mass and accountability coming sooner rather than later directly to you, Lee as prime suspect, again.
That, dear friend is a promise; no threat at all.
Are you clear on that issue of YOUR AND THEIR CREATION?
And in answer to your question of:¬†‚ÄúHow do I KNOW?‚ÄĚ
In this instance¬†it¬†is the exact same way I¬†‚Äúknow‚ÄĚ your puppet Charlie was feeding you the responses from me on the phone text.¬†That is now public record too.
As the slimy lying sack of shit worm did on numerous occasions prior providing me opportunity to sabotage your plans.
Lee, you forgot that I stay at least 3 steps ahead of you and any of your minions all the time while working and providing an income and maybe you should just take some time to decide who got played.
I clearly understood your howls of¬†‚ÄúKevin‚Äôs Con‚ÄĚ but the reality is I just played you by beating you at your own game. Oops, you all¬†loose.
Would you like to hear some recordings of the conversations we had that you felt provided you the tools to induce suicidal depression with the back-up of forced chemical overdose as planned?
I¬†‚ÄúKnew‚ÄĚ exactly why you were so shocked that Scott was sleeping in my bed, that Ivan was sleeping in my bed, that the old 3-Eyed Troll had a bevy of beautiful boys in bed.¬† I didn‚Äôt have to hear the conversations to grasp the level of contempt your guest and you¬†delivered toward me.
I was set up to be the jilted lover who kills himself.
Too bad that steady stream of college boys playing out back¬†gave me enough warning to set up and complete the misdirection you and the¬†‚Äúbeautiful creature‚Ä̬†were forced to deal with.
That‚Äôs why I made the scene by slamming the door to cover the removal of the bedside water bottle of G your¬†‚Äúbeautiful creature‚Äôs‚ÄĚ and your fingerprints are all over.
Lee, that‚Äôs why your Primate Display practice run with me prepared me for your premeditated¬†‚Äútrigger.‚ÄĚ
The¬†‚ÄúNasty Old Queen‚ÄĚ to quote Jim had to flip out over that¬†to allow you to do the deed of murdering me by overdose.
Lee, it is because of these facts, these real events that my heightened senses and friends have provided me the¬†way I¬†‚Äúfeel‚ÄĚ the malevolence of the¬†‚Äúbeautiful creature‚ÄĚ regardless of where it is and have known where you are nearly 24/7.
How do you feel now Lee knowing that my link to you, my friend whom I love very much, is a powerful tool, indeed a weapon should I decide to wield it against any one of your minions or tricks.
This gift is how I rapidly identify your cowardly attempts to hide in newly created profiles.  (Are you wearing matching Tee shirts yet?)
On Grindr, BarebackRT and several others.
I could care less who you couple with.
That‚Äôs what twisted your noodle and caused your¬†‚Äúperfect crime‚ÄĚ of murder by suicide times two now; had you been successful, to fall apart.
You were almost a worthy opponent on a couple of occasions but mostly you are just a second-rate clown without the talent to induce a laugh, a tear or even sympathy for your failure.
What a pussy-whipped coward you’ve become at this vile Jew’s hand and before the bitch’s Bat mitzvah.
How will you ever feel safe again knowing exactly what the‚ÄĚbeautiful creature‚ÄĚ truly is in this existence, this world that you¬†‚Äúfeel‚ÄĚ like you‚Äôve¬†‚Äúbeen through before.‚ÄĚ
I heard those comments as confessions of a plan and was rewarded with a water bottle of G.¬† Even if that water bottle missed the intended victim, me, the one who consumed it would cause a merde maelstrom of police activity focused on me and that too would be a solution to your¬†‚Äúproblem‚ÄĚ of Kevin.
Lee was clear with me that in his ideal world he would have:¬†‚ÄúMaybe 4, 5 or 6 playmates but would not ever marry or¬†give up his freedom.‚ÄĚ
I made no objection then or now because honestly Lee; I just don’t give a rat’s ass.
You’ve had a free-ride from February, for all intents and purposes at my expense, and your first mistake was thinking you had an easy mark.
This gift of¬†‚ÄúKnowing‚Ä̬†is how I hear your lies on the intake of the breath.
This gift of¬†‚ÄúKnowing‚ÄĚ is how I understood your abandonment of me in my time of need friend with¬†‚ÄúDave Dube called‚ÄĚ lies.
This gift of¬†‚ÄúKnowing‚ÄĚ identified yours and the¬†‚Äúbeautiful creature‚Äôs‚ÄĚ thievery rapidly.
This¬†gift¬†of¬†‚ÄúKnowing‚ÄĚ allowed me to identify¬†exactly where you and it were from long before you left in disappointment that I wasn‚Äôt dead by suicide or poisoned by the Drain-O & Battery Acid recreational chemistry you consume and pedal.
The poison that you, it, Frankie on 4th Ave N, Dave Dube and all the runners spew into the world for a few measly sheckles defines your ignorance and inflates your arrogance to levels that are downright comedic to someone like me.
Honestly Lee, I do love my friend Lee but that Lee doesn’t exist now and all by the choices and the underhanded actions you’ve made.
Your despicable choices and acts with that revolting Frankie on 4th Ave N, Dube, Michael and your cast of thousands are matters of record.
This is the very same¬†poison that twists your vision so gutter-slime and septic tank flotsam become¬†‚Äúbeautiful creatures.‚ÄĚ
It is almost Basho & Sora perfect, a haiku waiting to happen were it not so absolutely and completely self-destructive and overpowering in septic stench from the green teeth breath to the horrific diet gas.
The poison that Frankie on 4th Ave N injected into my world is much more than any of you idiots and morons’ Keystone Cops routines could accomplish and there is a price to be paid for that now that will not require me to lift a finger.
Start praying rapidly that the next pretty boy you induce into the life of poison, lies, paranoia and fear doesn’t carry a badge.
Again, to quote you:¬†‚ÄúIf I have my world and others have their world; why should I give a shit about anyone else?‚ÄĚ
Exactly so Lee; I’m living life large by your professed standards.
Why is it OK to give yourself a pass on those levels but I am attacked, ostracized and delivered your peers-in-addictions venom for speaking truth to lies, creating beauty and a powerful positive energy point while calmly doing battle for my life?
My precious Imps, my parrots were murdered by poison intentionally while I was busy¬†watching out for yours so you didn’t get done in on accident.
For Christ Sake Lee I am honestly surprised that you and your minions didn’t do just that.
How is any sane human able to reject honest, unconditional love for the corrupt, the putrid stench of primates poisoning themselves and shitting on everything near?
All of this is with the orchestration, endorsement, encouragement and blessing of my friend Lee, whom I still love very much and offer a hand up in rescue now for the last time.
Obviously, as Robbie observed, I love Lee more than he loves himself and that’s defined from the company he keeps and what he does to his body and mind.
That factual statement is a clarion peal of truth through the cacophony of howling, prissy, Napoleonic Primates unable to rise above the level of their dicks and living off the family fortune because none are able to be productive by their own choices.
I PRAY YOU AND THEY KNOW THE CHEMISTS AS WELL AS I DO.
Get yourselves prepared well now and do it as fast as your cowardly ass fled from your responsibilities to run drugs with Michael; to become the paranoid delusional Meth-Head we all love to despise.
Move¬†as fast as that venomous, lying¬†‚ÄúBeautiful Creature‚ÄĚ moved his stank ass in to feed off my wallet; suck down my beer;¬†destroy our home; and shit on Tori Beach as only a fear-based, ignorant, conniving primate¬†Jew is able to justify within that stinking green-toothed slobbering¬†gob spewing Meth-Rage; fueled with the amplification of carefully fed private information provided by none other than the all-knowing, all-seeing, always paranoid-delusions of Lee; its trainer.¬† All¬†while¬†fucking it senseless with the 8th Wonder of the World defining Lee as the horrific bad-seed and primate-puppet-master pulling strings and inflating issues by preventing resolution for over a month to insure his attack ape was ready.
All of this is crowned by the alcoholic pickled excuse for a brain that is the whore for beer as demonstrated when it was shoveled up out of the gutter as just another Ape, a meaningless piece of meat intended for Kevin but he rejected it out of very accurate and highly honed self-preservation instincts and it though it got the brass ring.
It thought it was breaking up a happy union as an additional damning feature of just how vile and disgusting this stinking piece of primate shit is.
What a colossal farce and absolute circus you created for my enjoyment on your birthday.
You know the one you didn’t want Lee?
Isn’t that right?
In good primate fashion you shit on that act of unconditional love and respect of your request.
What a delightful creature you are.
That didn’t work to push me over the edge either.  Oops.
The real poetic¬†justice of all this¬†is; now the¬†‚Äúbeautiful creature‚ÄĚ of your Meth-Head hallucination goggles¬†will leech from you on levels you have no possible concept of but Lee:¬†I KNOW.¬† Has it told you of the coming inheritance yet?¬† That is the only possible motivation I could ever see you being attracted to as vile a mean-drunk as it demonstrates and it is Larry‚Äôs sloppy seconds with a reputation for violence.
Really Lee; how much money has this buffoon claimed he is inheriting?
You were just too curious about my assets and truth be told; I am my only asset and the mistakes I’ve made are my wealth and security.
That, more than anything else in your bait-and-switch bi-polar games defined, for me, the con.
I’ve been to Jerusalem and Tel Aviv and I know the difference between a devout Jew and this worm from a rotting pig’s ass displayed on a table with the apple of your balls crammed in its stinking gob in your primate display of contempt and pure paranoid insanity intended to incite me to suicide.
Meh, Mozeltov and better luck next time bimbo brain.  Christ Lee, I am freaking blond from birth and I stayed light years beyond all of your horse and pony shows and had a few of my own playing on the sides just to keep myself entertained while working, cleaning, picking up after you and your disgusting tricks asses and loving Tori Beach.
Just goes to show that where there is sand the lowest life-form rising to the top of the septic tank will be the Jews, the Ghetto of poison within which you chose to dwell.
Lee you are so gullible.
Don’t you know that every broke Jew in the universe has a $2 million inheritance coming to them?
Poetic justice when someone works as diligently as you do to get something for nothing.
Cheers, enjoy your labors fruits.