Gabriel Surfaces?

2005-08-19T22:59:00.000-07:00

Is Gabriel among us? Were his wings torn out for punishment? Was he taken captive by lesser beings? Is the transition next to be to the higher or lower forms for mankind? Can Gabriel die? Why was Gabriel harmed in his youth in this life? Or was he?

Mobile Audit Club shows a man whose life was torn off like his wings. Does anyone else want to taunt him?

Mobile Audit Club has free music and videos of abuse. The games go on and I am looking for a sponsor. I have lived in the dirt. I have lived. Is his son his son? Does he care? We are our brothers keeper. Does James live? Which James do I ascribe. .

Will we ever be free and safe, we being the humane and empathetic beings. Television and alcohol are our demise, and cannabis and heroin are the natural cures, but at what point does man abstain? Alcohol is the same as heroin when used in abundance. Father Gabriel as witness.

Today's miracle is stood here, but it will not last. We are at a transit point, we are a sect, we are now, we are forever indebted to each other. If we are not, we are insects to be eaten by descendants of reptiles.

Foreword August 19, 2005: Today, an explosion across the street from where I
worked in San Francisco as a bank examiner at the Federal Deposit Insurance
Corporation (FDIC) until May 2000 at and where I suspect a criminal congregation
in the FDIC, a National Treasury Employees Union agency. I suspect
criminals in their ranks or controlling some of their ranks because of the
murder labeled suicide of the Regional Director in the early 1990's and the
attacks on my life in 2001 and 2003, and the haunting feeling after my research
of a likely corrupt Regional Director who replaced him.

I do not like explosions where the innocent are injured. Our opponents
may not be as human as you think, and some humans may be brainwashed to the
point of thievery and suicide. Here is a
map showing where the
Crocker Galleria and the explosion occurred. The FDIC building is
directly on the other side of Market Street, 40 yards down an alley and
bordering Mission Street. Here is a

link to the news report of the blast.

In another matter, I mentioned utopia and my vision of it in yesterday's post
on DC Indymedia.  I have made some
comments at
the bottom of the post on DC Indymedia from yesterday to clarify where I stand
on genetic engineering and its place in my utopian dream.

A man of African and Caucasian or Indian mix was at a restaurant today on
Mobile Bay and the group of elderly people, including a Caucasian with him sat
next to me and were discussing my ordeal in government and what has happened.
The man of mixed blood shed a tear. Perhaps we the feeling humans will
rise above the consumer clan of Mercedes Benz drivers and their Hitler moustache
drivers and tanned oil drivers who close their doors and their hearts to us.
The old woman told me there would be days like this when I was in the garden as
a child with her.

Yesterday, I had one of the most unusual experiences, a spiritual experience.
In front of me stood the apparition of beings of a greater form, and they either
placed a cloak over my aching spine or wings were there and my pain was gone and
the utopia of what the chosen must feel lasted for a brief second. Perhaps
that is what life is, just to give us a glance of what can be, on Earth as in
Heaven. Maybe, someday, Mobile Alabama government will open up and allow
all people in and allow all to vote, and eventually we can design a society that
gives all the freedom of unlimited education, in the same manner current leaders
awaken us with pain, the pain of war. War is insanity. I can not
carry a gun in California due to my forced felony and the later dismissal to a
lesser charge. I only wish they would have given me a trial by jury and
the opportunity to speak as Michael Jackson did, in defending myself, and others
like myself, the feeling and often frightened humans.

Today's post was reposted correctly on San Francisco Indymedia. I also reposted it on Indybay.org, but I was in such a rush, I did not HTML format the body. Do not ever get in a rush when running for your life. Watch the lion for entertainment, exercise, and pointers on what to do in the domain of pissed off elephants. When I whistle sweet carow, I whistle in playfulness of what I perceive as naive innocence and callous and ignorant disregard with legs spread. Now the higher ups, that is another ball of sand spurs.

I am afraid we are about to have an earthquake you can not imagine, or perhaps the war criminals are just going to take a tumble. The man on the Bay I saw today, 8-19-2005, looked like Lord Rothschild, and he may not be completely from the European continent. I saw him last week and he told me the wall was how he envisioned the end. I would like to have met him, and I must admit, I did not like what Ariel Sharon did, killing innocent people for land, but human history in its primal form has a bloody edge. Perhaps it is to awaken us before the true flesh is laid bare. Let us hope the primal carnage of destruction ends here or we all will likely be cast back into the stone age, of worms in our skin and decadence only in our deaths. Pain is one degree tighter than pleasure.

If I could leave on an orbiting vehicle I would, because I could have sworn I saw Adolf Hitler's reincarnation with that stupid Pig moustache leaving the Mobile Alabama Government Plaza area in a new Mercedes and he was preceded by a tan skin what-knot today, August 19, 2005. Veneral warts, that is a disgusting human form, would knot you agree? Skin it or trim it, who cares? Got my Truk, got to go back to visit Uncle Billy Goat for more lessons on how to be not, not what to be. The human form is likely the predecessor to that larger entity. Some things we can barely imagine, if at all.

Foreword August 18, 2005: Today's post on New Orleans Indymedia and Indybay.org. I, Kurt Brown, am a veteran of the US Navy. I am not allowed into my
native city's government's city council meeting, per the order of the corrupt
city council,
including and especially Reggie Copeland and Clinton Johnson,
mayor Dow, and
whoever controls the fake patriots and civil servants of Mobile Alabama. I
parked outside of the

Los Angeles Veterans Cemetery to sleep after being abused for reporting

thievery by the current sheriff, Tillman, of Mobile Alabama while moving and
in fear for my life on  4-22-2001. I had survived an attempt on my
life and wanted to be in the comfort of fellow soldiers of dignity and courage
when I had nowhere else to turn. Instead, two bit power mongers of the
federal government arrested me and abused me and silenced my true tale of horror
in the United States banking regulatory industry.

Now a veteran of the US Navy is slotted to be the mayor of my native city.
I do not believe he cares for my rights to enter my government either. If
he did stand up for the common man's rights under their laws, and if he demanded the rights for all to be able to vote in Alabama, I believe those
simple minded war criminals ruining our nation would kill him. Does the
soon to be appointed

Mayor, Sam Jones, believe in open government under the "Open Meetings Law"?
I would wager due to past experience with their regime, "No".

I believe the veterans who died for our nation would storm the gates of the
closed and fake democracy if they could arise from their graves and see the
horrors I, Kurt Brown, an auditor and reporter and veteran, have suffered under
the hand of tyranny in my native city and in the city of Los Angeles where I
served part of my military duty. Just like a good cock-fight, I want to
turn a hungry bulldog loose on the instigators of tyranny and abuse, our enemy
or enemies who close the door of government on anyone in any state or city of
the United States.

If they attack those who uphold true democracy, they should be quartered on
prime time television just to send the message out in shreds and tears.
Sheriff Jack Tillman is a simple dullard and simple minds protect him. He
steals funds earmarked for inmate upkeep and is allegedly a cock-fighting fan,
therefore he has no concern for man or animal, in other words, a piece of feces
under our boots that deserves to be expunged from our presence. He helped
to frame me, an honest bank examiner, with international war criminal associated
NTEU assistance, for a felony that was later dismissed at considerable
expense, and is responsible for the death of
James
Carpenter and others and I want Sheriff Jack Tillman exiled from the United
States along with Reggie Copeland City Council President of Mobile Alabama and
any other low life in our midst who is a position to abuse us.

Even as a disabled veteran, I would welcome a full fledged battle with
Tillman and his cronies to see if democracy is worthy to die for? Would
you fight for open government fellow veterans? If not, you are a coward
and should hem your waistline and lubricate your anus in Hell because your
descendants will get what you deserved.

I encourage all Americans to shed the discriminatory language of any sort.
It is used to divide all of us. Even the term, "Red Neck", is a slander to
the American who is part American Indian.

We must pull together and realize that war criminals are highly
educated and cruel and use distractions such at the NTEU used in forcing their
union onto the Customs department. The reason is because the NTEU is about
to be broken up and the people fear the NTEU Custom's department will enable
huge terrorist weapons to be imported and our deaths and martial law to be
exacted.

Do not trust the regime's drugs. Demand medical marijuana for pain
sufferers and other maladies in the regimes war criminal areas suffering under modern martial law
Prohibition. The Bush regime is profiting by importing Mexican marijuana
into the Prohibition areas of the nation by utilizing
NTEU's Customs officers to smuggle in
Mexican Marijuana and then they launder the money in the
NTEU's banking links in the Treasury and
FDIC. Justice in America is a joke. Beware of machines and
abuses by the War criminals.

I suspect I will make a name for myself when they kill me, if they can. It will be the third attempt on my life if they succeed. I am an honest auditor and I was a federal bank examiner. I survived, but the Regional Director of Federal Deposit Insuranc Corporation (FDIC) San Francisco did not in the early 1990's. His replacement was in my opinion, an EEOC nightmare who has a hidden agenda and a proven record of insincerity in enforcing banking rules and regulations.

I believe in Positive Capitalism, but it is a dieing cause in America. Drug lords of the regime make me sick. Al Capone was a maggot also.

Update: As soon as today's post was made, Mobile Alabama had a black out and then two brown-outs. Now that's the "Way to Cross the Arc, Master Blaster Bone". Repost on North Carolina, Prohibition Zone Indymedia. Repost to forced Prohibition Zone, DC Indymedia.

Men, protect your children. The Hawaiians are returning to traditional healing. The Germans are a wonderful people, but some among them are not whole or sane, yet they have a world of trickery, and even some who claim highest genetic variation are often frauds. Beware. Transition is now. Here are some posts to Mobile Audit Club. Where machine stops and man starts is often in the tower, or is it? The man may be illusion with circuituous controls until an insect is pulling the plugs and running a joy stick.

I encourage all Americans to shed the discriminatory language of any sort.
It is used to divide all of us. Even the term, "Red Neck", is a slander to
the American who is part American Indian.

I believe in Positive Capitalism, but it is a dieing cause in America. Drug lords of the regime make me sick. Al Capone was a maggot also.