Seldom Colorado

May 31, 2018

God told me to “always use SSL and encryption keys.” He said,“It’s far from perfect but it’s very important.” He said “the message has wings” and “SSL is the wings.” He said there are thousands of angels to help me propagate the word.

fourth grade snots

Yesterday I worked my encryption chops at Penrose Library after a long hiatus. A security guard came down from the holy heights, stood thirty feet away, and glared at me. I didn’t know GPG was a “banned book.”


I found a shady spot to sit and drink a soda! Outside Phantom Canyon Brewery. Next day, the bench was gone.

Matt likes to tease me. He saw a video about liars in hell getting their lips cut off and that’s all I heard about. That is until Vernon ripped him a new mouth with a dull knife outside Starbucks. Never mentioned it again.

Haven’t seen Vern lately either.

Matt is very generous. He told me so. Like Gary Conner. He once gave me a razor but it was clogged with old whiskers.

He brainstormed aloud about who should receive a donation of cold medicine he didn’t need. Never mind I was in extremis myself.

“Rally my foes!” I cried. Matt Reece and Chris Twitch accosted me on the corner, whereupon the dear brothers threatened to crucify me upside down and set me ablaze. A bystander looked at them funny and they left. Matt is a Marine Corps veteran and we thank him for serving.

Matt reminded me in passing: “Don’t forget your friends when all that money comes in!” I said, “I remember those who remember me.” Nobody put money on my books.

Recidivism revisited

Early August, an undercover gangstalker perpetraitor snuck up beside as I waited to cross. “When that light is red, you can cross the street,” he counseled. “Of course,” he conceded, “I don’t know too many people who have J-walking tickets around here.”

Another drive-by. The nasty woman who told me the food was poisoned at SRM. She said, “If you sue the government, you always lose.”

As in the days of Moses

  • Fire mingled with hail. 24 So there was hail, and fire mingled with the hail, so very heavy that there was none like it in all the land of Egypt since it became a nation. Exodus 9:16-35, 10:7
  • He spake, and there came divers sorts of flies, and lice in all their coasts. He gave them hail for rain, and flaming fire in their land. Psalm 105:31, 32 KJV

Firestorm review: The Waldo Canyon and Black Forest wildfires have taken 18,247 and 14,280 acres with a loss of 344 (NIST) and 486 structures respectively. The Rocky Mountain Insurance Information Association lists the costs as $453.7 and 420.5 million. Four were killed.

Again, the hailstorm of August 6 did $172.8 million of insured damage as of today (RMIIA) according to the Gazette of Thursday, August 16, page 1A.

This follows $169 million from June 13 and $352.8 million from July 28th 2016, for a total of $694.6 million, from hail alone.

God said, “Let’s see how long it takes them to figure it out. At some point, they’ll add all this up and count the cost.” He said, “Crucify them lengthwise. Time is vengeance.” And, of course, “David showed his enemies no mercy.” See James 2:13.

I had a vision of Gloria’s office at VectraBank. It was mostly bare. A large electronic “ATM” thing was being ripped out of the floor. (8-19-2018)

The Confrontation Clause of the Sixth Amendment to the United States Constitution provides that “in all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right…to be confronted with the witnesses against him.”

And when he was come, the Jews which came down from Jerusalem stood round about, and laid many and grievous complaints against Paul, which they could not prove. Acts 25:7 KJV

I sat on my bunk at the shelter. I turned on my phone. One asked another, in my hearing, if he were looking at little girls on his phone. It was like a coincidence.


Notice my neighbor’s pretty pink blanket and bobby socks. This, too, is no coincidence.

Moreno and Tejon, a block from the Police Operation Center. On my daily walk, I passed a full frontal portrait of a naked little girl leaning against a streetlight. Was it Lili Marlene? Next day, same thing.

Same location, outside Southside Johnnies. A large red statue of a naked woman. It’s now located at the PPCC downtown campus. Oh, I do expect a juicy settlement!

The Guilty Party watches too much police pornography. 9-7-18. 2:20. Library. She turned from her computer and cried, “CHILD MOLESTER!” God says, “They got a lot of mileage from calling you names.” I said, “I am going to sue you for slander, as Jesus Christ lives.” I asked the librarian who passed through if she heard her slander me. Nope.

God said, “Lied to the police.” A word about her?

The police were no help at all. God told me to “press charges”. On October 2, at the SRM shelter where we were both staying, He told me to “call 911”. We waited two hours and no one showed up. I walked to the police operation center and arrived at 9:30 a.m. The clerk told me she had no record of my call. God said, at one point, “Investigators will say it never happened.”

I told Bill McLaughlin about the incident since it was on SRM property.

Called dispatch on October 4, 2018. Two officers arrived at Penrose Library but both birds had flown. They said I have to get everyone together at the same time to get the information I need for a restraining order. Catch 22. The police told me later that I could not report the same incident twice. Another stonewall.

God said, “request a sergeant.” I called Gold Hill station and talked to a sergeant. He said he would get back to me, but he never did.

Three strikes.

The woman has a camera crew of at least three. Here is a video of an accomplice. Another stalker was present, who I have described elsewhere. He has been wearing a large white filter mask since I took this picture. He got in my face at Penrose Library and told me emphatically that “You are a homosexual and I have proof that you were involved sexually with a former security guard at the Marian House soup kitchen,” as you recall. I’ll get his picture, if the library doesn’t object. Her objective, at the very least is to get me thrown out of the shelter and the library; but for the grace of God….

Immediately after posting her picture, I received a wrong number from 17195938153 at 10:57 a.m., my sister’s birthday, and 2 voicemails from 18056377243. I never get phone calls–and no one reads my blog. God said “You have been hacked.

Let us remember that Joseph was a convicted rapist and a registered sex offender. I am not.

I don’t believe it is possible for a good man to survive in America without the direct personal intervention of Jesus Christ on his behalf. Jesus Christ told me [I am] the best man [He] ever met. Satan calls me the worst.


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