SOUND THE TRUMPET - EZEKIEL 33

LA PETITE MORT

This blog post is about a relationship turned tragic.  The relationship, for me, began in Christmas 2006, a couple months after I had gotten married.

At that time, my sister in law, Lizzette, invited her boyfriend, Mike, over for dinner.  Before inviting Mike over, she had warned us of a unique event, which he told her had occurred in his life: Mike's dad had murdered Mike's mom.

It was a shocking event to hear of.  But I didn't let it influence my judgment.

After meeting Mike I found him to have an inventive personality.  I wanted to be his friend.

So my wife, Phoebe, and I, continued to invite Lizzette and Mike over for dinners and holidays, every now and then, over the next few years.

On an evening of early July 2007, Mike personally told a group of us the story that his dad murdered his mom.  There were 3 couples present, at a holiday beach rental in Santa Cruz, CA: Phoebe and I, Lizzette and Mike, and my other sister in law, Jennie and her then husband Jamie.

Mike remarked, it’s easy to kill people.  This comment alarmed Jamie, who later avoided Mike, and told Jennie he thought Lizzette was in danger being in a relationship with Mike.

That evening, prior to Mike telling us this story, I noticed he was aggressive about being the center of attention.  When I tried to mention a similar anecdote, while he was busy in a separate conversation routine, leading up to his story about his parents, he became snarky at me for interrupting his speech.

I remained positive, brushed off his snarky attitude, figuring I was probably being obtuse about the conversation.

As we got more comfortable through the years, Mike began to express more about his political views.

Mike claimed to know Peter Joseph, the face of The Zeitgeist Movement, on a deeper level than most people.

On Thanksgiving of 2012, Mike initiated a conversation with me about an idea he said he had.  It was for a shared resource network.  He seemed convinced it would ultimately become a reality.

I was quite excited by the conversation, and wanted to talk more about the logistics of such an idea with Mike.

Later, when I gathered a bunch of logistical information about this idea, Mike told me to put the idea behind me, and him and Lizzette began to decline our invitations more so.

We still kept in contact, but it became less frequent.

Mike, from the start of his relationship with Lizzette, had set the standard that he needed to have his own living space separate from Lizzette.  Mike was explicit to me, once, saying he would never be able to move in with Lizzette.

In the second half of 2016, Phoebe was visiting Lizzette at a large warehouse that Mike rents, for his personal use, in Union City, CA.  I was not in attendance at the time.

Mike said to Phoebe that Hitler had been framed, set up, that Hitler was really a good guy, and an animal lover.

Phoebe later told me about this conversation. Rather than avoiding Mike, I thought I would try to break the ice about this conversation over an email.

I decided to ask Mike about a different nazi, who had moved to the USA after world war 2, and become quite influential, Wernher von Braun: he was the founder of nasa.

I tried to express how Wernher von Braun had demonstrated remarkable success in perpetrating a Big Lie (such term coined by Hitler in his book, mein kampf).

Mike then accused me of having a gigantic ego, and put forward an ultimatum. Unless I killed my ego, Mike could no longer be in communication with me, and we would need to become divorced from our friendship.

Mike said to me, You're not as smart as you think you are, and you sure as fuck aren't smarter than I am. Mike said you have been blinded for too long.

I tried to fish for an explanation.

Mike said, It's not that easy. You have to put in the work.

I had no idea what Mike was talking about. But Mike did commit to me that he would explain himself.

My judgment of Mike had become quite negative by this point, so I decided to let some time pass before I began asking him for an explanation.

After a week or so had passed, I was thinking of something scintillating to say, and I recalled a dream I had about Mike. I was in the front of a canoe, he was steering it from the rear, and he deliberately tipped it over. So I emailed Mike, Been busy tipping any canoes?

Mike then replied:

"Sorry to disappear like a wanted UFO.  It turned out to be "dream week" this week.  This is where my buddy and I spend the entire week, day and night, inside the bunker (the shop) partying and debating many topics, yes, even God.  The debates all for fun and funny as hell, literally laughing almost the entire time, and all with little food, barely any sleep, no internet, but luckily we had lots of alcohol, popcorn, and spontaneous laughter.  I think I've finally discovered what REAL human therapy is.  I haven't felt this good in years.  I hope it lasts a while, otherwise, I'm going back! <grin>"

Also, Mike repeatedly stressed the message of planting a seed, remarked that this is going to be easy, and said, it is better to learn on your own.

I wondered, What the hell kind of explanation was this? My judgment of Mike shifted from negative to sinister. The explanation was cryptic gibberish, and I felt Mike was a threatening person.

I decided to ask Phoebe, if you hear anything scary from Mike about Lizzette can you let me know? And I grumbled about what a jerk I thought Mike was.

Around early 2017, Lizzette needed to move from her current residence.

Seeing as Phoebe had been slowly becoming more and more distant from Lizzette the longer she remained in a relationship with Mike, and how Mike only allowed Lizzette to remain in a relationship with him if she kept a safe distance, Phoebe took the opportunity to try and convince Lizzette to start a fresh new life, in her new residence, without Mike.

Lizzette, being in love with Mike, did not appreciate the advice, and chose, instead, to disconnect with Phoebe, and move in with Mike.

Mike then sent text messages to Phoebe telling her she was being dumb, and said, You need a real man to talk to you.  

Mike said to Phoebe, Win the intellectual argument with me, and I'll leave her.

Later, on June 11th 2017, Phoebe received an alarming text message from Mike:

"How's that relationship with your sister working out?  Just fucking with you because I still owed you one.

Phoebe, listen up.  No fighting.  I'm being totally serious now. Getting tears just having to type this message to you.

And keep in mind, I don't have to do this, so give the cult leader some credit for reaching out.

Anyway, Phoebe . . . Lizzette and I are dying.  Basically have been for a long while. 

* This is not a joke. *

I figure about six months, plus or minus a couple.

A cure is highly unlikely and we don't intend to drag it out the way things are.

I'm okay, but reality is starting to set in for bugz, and it's only the beginning for her.

Please don't call her right now because she's sleeping and hasn't mentioned her sisters yet.  I haven't asked her yet either.

Also, don't come here.  It's truly not safe right now.

Trust me, you don't want this problem.

But there's still time.  I’m asking if you want to see your sister during this process?

Next week I will ask her to marry me."

It was more cryptic gibberish. I asked for advice interpreting it from 3 police officers. They said it sounded strange, and told me to call them back if it escalated.

I tried to get in touch with Mike after I read his message to Phoebe, but he didn't respond.

On June 13th 2017, Mike sent another text message to Phoebe.

"Well she was up-beat today.  Much different from yesterday.

The will to fight could change the outcome.  But we'll see.

Bugz isn't the strongest person.  And it's hard to know the extent of things.

But I won't say anything to her, and I won't bother you going forward.

Just want you to know that you can contact me to arrange a visit or whatever.

And if things appear normal and safe, there shouldn't be any problems.

Also, that you can contact without getting a nasty response in return."

I then managed to get in contact with Mike over the phone.

I asked him what he and Lizzette are dying of, and he said they have been tagged by a program, and only have close to 6 months to live.

Mike said he could not explain over the phone, but offered for us to meet him in the warehouse he rents in Union City.

I said I felt threatened by Mike, and Mike said that he said nothing threatening.

Mike then said, the cup of life is running out.

Mike said, if you want to talk to someone, you might want to talk to the people who created it, and not just someone who might be crazy.

Mike also talked about individuals being diagnosed with schizophrenia incorrectly, when they really didn't have schizophrenia.

I asked Mike if he was talking about spirits, and he said, we are talking to people, not monsters.

Phoebe shared this information with my other sister in law, Jennie.  

Jennie's then boyfriend, Colin, was able to convince the police to perform a welfare check, on June 13, 2017, by saying Mike was a definite threat to Lizzette.

On a side note, Colin also tried to convince me, that we should go over there and initiate a physical confrontation. I immediately became suspicious of Colin for giving this advice. Mike had previously conveyed to me he is zealously armed, and Colin offered no advice about the military tactics to accomplish what he was suggesting.

Colin later said that Mike was going to decapitate Lizzette, and wanted us to tell the police Mike told us that (though Mike never said that to me or Phoebe). Colin aggressively tried to provoke Mike, with explicit messages about oral sex, and he called Mike a man child.  

Colin seemed dangerous to be around. And he had a collection of very sharp medieval looking swords hanging all over the walls of the house he lived at, in Berkeley, CA.

I got away from Colin, informed Jennie’s ex-husband, Jamie, about Colin’s alarming attitude, and I’m glad to hear Jennie broke up with Colin.  I also asked the police for advice about Colin, but got brushed off.

Early evening, June 13th, 2017, two police officers interrogated Lizzette and Mike separately, and told us they were unable to do anything. The police said they cannot detain people for believing it is the end of the world.

Phoebe and I later found out that this unfolding drama between Lizzette and Mike was having a negative impact on Lizzette's professional career at the Diocese of Oakland.

I spoke with Lizzettte's manager, Kathleen, about the situation, and she had also been in correspondence with Mike.

I then shared the correspondence I had with Kathleen with Lizzette.

By way of text message I wrote:

"Lizzette,

I just talked with Kathleen for 52 minutes today.

She showed concern and breathed a sigh of relief that we saw you face to face last night.

She didn't think that was you who texted her to say, Consider yourself contacted.

She said your job was never in jeopardy and you are a valuable person to the Diocese.

She didn't seem to know anything about gang stalking.

She said Mike was supposed to meet her in a public place to deliver a presentation and never showed up.

She said Mike contacted her around 11:00 p.m. on Friday, June 7th, (2017) because he wanted to visit her at her house to deliver a presentation.

She said she would not meet Mike in a private place, but only in a public place.

She seemed pretty creeped out that Mike said to her, Your husband's German, I like Germans.

Maybe many of us can meet in a busy and public place, with lots of people, at sunrise or sunset, and receive Mike's presentation.  I would be very excited to participate in that."

Then Lizzette replied.

"Ian,

I do not approve nor am I needing you to communicate with my former employer.  I no longer work for the Diocese of Oakland.  I just sent them my formal resignation.

I am not happy with your or my sister's behavior.  I will contact you if I feel a need to.  Otherwise, I am asking to be left alone."

I got very annoyed by this response, because I thought Lizzette should not have quit her job.  She was suffering from a serious deterioration in judgment, and throwing her life away!

I called Lizzette a few times before Mike picked up.

Mike asked me, What do you want?

I said to meet in a public place.

Mike said no.

Mike asked me if I was trying to start something.

I said you offered for us to meet yesterday.

Lizzette then got the phone.

Lizzette asked me, what do you want?

I said to meet in a public place.

Then the phone was hung up.

Mike did contact Phoebe on June 14th 2017, when I was at work. Lizzette was not present for the phone call, according to Phoebe.

This is a summary of the conversation which Phoebe relayed to me.

Mike asked if Phoebe knew about artificial intelligence.

Mike asked if Phoebe knew about gang stalking.

Phoebe shared her understanding from literature.

Mike said Phoebe's definitions were classical, but it was much more than that.

Mike asked if Phoebe knew that I had been messaging him.

Phoebe said she was aware.

Mike said, Are you sure that is Ian messaging me? It doesn't sound like him. It was suggested, I am an extra terrestrial.

Mike asked Phoebe if I kept the messages I sent Lizzette and Mike. 

Mike said he and Lizzette deleted them.

A few weeks later, I sent a text message to Lizzette saying that Phoebe thinks she's dead, and I asked if she could get in touch, to let us know she's not literally a skeleton in Mike's closet.

We received text messages back saying she couldn't be bothered to chat.

Later, Mike tried to set up a meeting weekly with Phoebe, where he would only allow Phoebe to visit Lizzette, hanging around outside Mike’s leased warehouse.

Phoebe visited them 1 week, but was upset by the meeting, as Mike made her put her cell phone in their microwave oven, wouldn’t allow her to use their bathroom, and the topic of conversation never deviated from the subject of gang stalking.

With Phoebe’s phone unresponsive, I panicked and called 911, demanding they do a welfare check.  Right after I called 911, Phoebe got her phone from the microwave, and responded to me.  I called 911 back, confirmed Phoebe was alive, and called off the welfare check.

Phoebe also informed me, that Mike said to her, don’t bring Ian over, because I will gouge his eyes out.

A few weeks later, Phoebe tried to meet Lizzette in person, and brought her sister Jennie.  Colin was not there, and Jennie again told us she broke up with Colin.  When Mike saw Jennie was there, he screamed, You’re not invited, took his shirt off, and told her to get off his property before he blew her face off.

Phoebe no longer wanted to visit after enduring such hostile conditions.

I wasn't able to receive any replies from Mike until around Christmas of 2019, by way of text message:

Again, he talked about gang stalking, and told me he was writing an instruction manual for tactics to deal with gang stalkers.

He said he has spent a lifetime searching if the soul and body are separate, and that he admits he uses his soul to get what he wants.

He said all my family's brains are being scanned 24/7.

He asked me, do you even realize what you have done?

He said you guys don't know Colin, but I do. He said Colin's planned event had failed. He said there was a reason Colin stayed across the street during the welfare check on June 13, 2017.

He said Lizzette is a victim of gang stalking, and that his heart goes out to Lizzette.

He shared an anecdote, that him and Lizzette had decided to call the police once, to report a fire. When the police arrived they began interrogating him and Lizzette in a hostile manner; they surrounded and ganged up on Lizzette in hostile interrogation; Mike likened them to pigs.

He talked about how an individual named David Case could cure tinnitus by sending certain frequencies through head phones.

He said he banned women from driving in his 20s.

He advised me to divorce Phoebe (if she’s not better by the time the kids are 18).

He said to expect a “Psy Op” on the sheep population.

He said he and Lizzette won’t have enough money to pay rent by early 2020, and will have to live on the streets. I then offered for them to stay at our residence, but he declined.

I waited until around March 2020 to contact him again. I asked him about his opinion of covid-19. And I asked if he was still living at the same warehouse in Union City.

He said covid-19 is keeping a roof over his head, and that it is not in his interest to talk to me.

He said there’s no family here, he called my wife a psycho, and said he's not entirely responsible for the problems we seem to be having.

I got annoyed, but couldn't get any more replies from Mike after that.

On Lizzette's birthday, August 23, 2023, Phoebe called Lizzette. She did this every year, and had not been successful at reaching Lizzette by phone since about 2017. This time she was successful by calling from a private number, and Mike screened the call before handing the phone to Lizzette.

Lizzette was still obsessed with gang stalkers, and said she is a targeted individual. She said to Phoebe, “You abandoned us.” She vented about her hatred for pornography and gay people. She said we are all going to die.

That was the last we heard from Lizzette, before getting news that Lizzette is dead, from the Oakland coroner, on 1/26/24.

The sheriff's department was serving an eviction, on 1/24/24, on Dowe street, in Union City, CA. A deputy was shot in the arm (presumably from a sniper’s position). There was a stand off lasting about 9 hours.  Officers fired no gun shots.  The SWAT team finally entered and found a male and female deceased from gun shot wounds, Mike and Lizzette.

The coroner said, He shot her and killed himself, that Lizzette’s death is being ruled a homicide.

There was news video of another individual being apprehended by police at the scene of the stand off, before the discovery of Mike and Lizzette’s corpses, according to this report.

A former colleague of mine, working for Harvest Meat Company, on Dowe Street, told me there were at least 50 police cars, special ops, and swat teams, from Fremont, Hayward, and Union City. The workers at Harvest had to evacuate the building for about 2 hours and the roads were closed for 36 hours. 

My position is that Mike maliciously fed Lizzette misleading, wickedly  manipulated, half-baked information, which she became addicted to.  This was done with the intent to provoke a deadly incident. His gang stalking propaganda campaign was responsible for Lizzette's decline in character and judgment.  

Mike also used romance to kidnap Lizzette.

On 1/24/24, the night Mike and Lizzette died, at approximately 11:30 p.m., I was showering with my window open, in Castro Valley, CA, just a block north of Eden Valley Hospital.  I was looking out the window facing southeast, when for a split second, the entire sky lit up electric blue.  It was daytime for a split second.  It was brighter than a transformer explosion. There was no noise.  I didn’t capture a photo, but here is a similar photo showing what it looked like.

I called 911 to find out if anybody had reported this unbelievable blue flash, and asked if there were any transformer explosions.  They responded, No.

Here is a photo of Mike in 2013 that I have saved.

Lizzette had emailed Mike’s memoir to other family members, though not me nor Phoebe. In hindsight, it seems to be part of an elaborate suicide note, a crock of phony virtue signaling, chronicling the rise and fall of Mike’s career, in which he deliberately sabotaged his own success on 2 separate occasions, considered suicide, and did explicitly write that he does not accept defeat without a fight.

Out of respect for those identified in Mike’s memoir, no further detail will be provided beyond the above generic points.

The next elaborate suicide note I came across which Mike wrote was about gang stalking.

In this book, Mike basically said that everybody in the world is being mind controlled, using thought insertions, memory wipes, and impulse weapons.

Mike said, when insightful people find out about this program, all their friends and family will be mind controlled to betray the insightful people who discover this targeting program.  Said insightful people become, “Targeted Individuals (TIs).”

Generally, Mike’s assertions about this targeting program, I think to be false covers (also referred to as half baked truths).  His slant on this information evades individual responsibility, encourages the scapegoating of boogeymen type of entities, and forms psychotic delusions of persecution in his apt pupils.

Mike was scapegoating, when he implied, clearly so in hindsight, the responsibility of his murder of Lizzette, and his suicide, belongs to gang stalkers.

I had a misperception that Mike was too smart to murder himself.  I didn’t believe he would murder Lizzette in the first degree by gun shot.  I thought he was trying to torment and manipulate Lizzette into committing suicide (to try to deny his responsibility for murdering her).

I tried to throw whatever dirt I could think of at him, and I also tried to be his friend to keep him talking.  I loved our friendship with Mike and Lizzette from 2006 to 2016. I had always hoped we would reconcile, even after my love turned to hate in 2016, up until their deaths.

But I was blind, because Mike had literally told Phoebe, who relayed it to me, that he and Lizzette are dying, 6 years, 7 months, and 13 days ahead of this event.  It was a warning, I now have no doubt.  We were both extremely alarmed at the time, but had no idea what he was planning.  

Five other police officers did read that text message and raised no alarm.  As more time passed, I became less alarmed.  

I did not find Mike’s books until after his and Lizzette’s deaths, but I have learned police officers received these books before their deaths, in late October 2023, and early January 2024, given to them by somebody concerned about safety. The books showed explicit self destructive behavior. An explicit statement I summarize by Mike is that victims of gang stalking are desperate to leave a mark in the face of imminent death as a result of covert targeting from boogeyman type of entities.

A connected concern was established as precedence in 2022, by Semmie Williams, who claimed he was a gang stalking victim, and used this defense to commit a senseless murder of a child passing him by on a bicycle, in Palm Beach, Florida.

In spite of all the glaring indications for alarm, sheriff deputies seemed to approach the situation as a routine eviction, alerting Mike and Lizzette to the exact time of their approach, apparently oblivious, suffering an episode of Keystone Cops syndrome.

My belief is that death is the annihilation of existence and consciousness.  At best, all that remains are still memories: can they ever become conscious again?

Only an absolutely evil person would do what Mike did, knowing he was annihilating himself, and a beloved sister and aunt.  

Mike shot Lizzette twice, at close range, once in her posterior parietal scalp, with bullet exiting her forehead, and once in her occipital scalp, with bullet exiting her right temporal scalp, according to the autopsy.  

Mike made the symbol of a cross. Because Lizzette was shot from behind, I suspect that she never knew how evil her boyfriend kidnapper was.

I feel like Mike was too afraid and ashamed to explicitly confess the actual truth of this TI program.

I feel like Mike did know the actual truth about this TI program, and only implied it to me in cryptic messages, which have taken me many years to decipher.

I opine that the following 7 thought forms convey a spirit of accuracy and truth.

1. The negative effects of the TI program begin for everybody at their coming of age, when they learn the pleasure of orgasms.

2. The positive effects of the TI program are a fountain of youth, a cure-all, the secret to immortality, if one has the will power and rectal fortitude to abstain from all orgasms forever, enduring the physical and mental withdrawal effects of ending that universally suffered addiction - in doing so - emulating the immortal jellyfish, (Turritopsis dohrnii),

latching onto the sea floor after the stress of aging becomes too out-of-control, eventually rejuvenating, then ultimately becoming a God, after growing a new set of polyps, “Medusae,” in one’s guts, and parting the Red Sea of diseased gut syndrome.

3. When Mike told me he uses his soul to get what he wants, he was cryptically implying to me, that Lizzette would never leave him, because he satisfied her sexually.

4. In Mike’s gang stalking book, he said he only, “helped,” one person, after disseminating all his cryptic gibberish about the TI program.  That one person is me.  Mike’s nonsense number of, “6 months to live,” referred to the fast of, “King David,” whose child died in the, “7th day,” of his, “fast.”  

Bible stories are like lucid dreams, and, “children,” are symbols for parasites, “bugz,” milking the human body for coal, 

hijacking the nervous system to tighten pressure points, and retain human waste, as natural gas for cooking muscle and vital organs, every time that body defiles itself, by having an orgasm.  

Adding to this piss and shit for fuel notion, I shall call it the, “Blue Flame,” theory - a term often associated with erotica - I assert a, “Toxoplasmosis Trainspotting,” theory - that an orgasm hits the body like a train, causing tiny microscopic leeches (a parasitic medium identified: Toxoplasma Gondii) to become entangled with one’s blood stream, with the same purpose, to milk humans of their coal.

Fasting from all orgasms for many years will work to get rid of these, “bugz,” infecting one’s body.  As this may be likened to pulling loose hooks from one’s bowels, shitting out poisoned blood, the rectal fortitude, and continence against orgasmic triggers, necessary for this endeavor, MUST BE STRESSED, WITH ANY POTENTIALLY CONCERNING HAZARDS EXPLICITLY STATED IN THE FOLLOWING PARAGRAPHS.

Another idea, more so for males to consider, is that semen are damaging intelligence inspired organisms, designed to defile the body of its sperm containing vital stem cells for regeneration.

More so for female consideration, eggs called ova is what gets defiled. There must be intelligence inspired organisms designed to defile females of their ova, similar to males are defiled of their sperm by semen.  Monthly female periods appear to be an indication of this defiling process, triggered by orgasms; 

ejaculation is the process which defiles males.  

The defiling process begins with sexual arousal. Orgasms are the first objective to quit, but eventually all feelings of sexual arousal must be eliminated, to succeed in this practice.

Although males and females both suffer from toxoplasmosis (poisoned blood) disease, studies show females suffer at significantly higher rates than males. And although females aren’t usually thought to have any semen, a seminal odor has been detected from females’ breath post orgasm.

I have endured electronic harassment, from unknown sources, over the years, and I believe I was given a biblical sign, these pictures of, “child bugz,” shown below, as well as their power lines, “fig tree roots,” feeding energy up into the Sky from the people below.

Another infamous story about,“King David,” was how he defeated a,“Giant,” or a, “One Eyed Monster,” by, “putting his arm in a sling,” which is a metaphor about becoming the, “master of one’s domain,” quitting orgasms, and eventually sexual arousal. Furthermore, the very first 2 commandments to Man, in the book of Genesis, “Do not eat from the tree of knowledge of good and evil,” and later, “Throw out your hand, then take from the tree of life, if you want to live forever,” are subtle messages, cryptically implying, Quit Orgasms.

How many adults can honestly say they have quit having orgasms for more than 5 years, and NEVER plan to ever again experience, “La Petite Mort?”  Can one even be found?

As quitting orgasms, purifying one’s body, may literally kill the devil attached to one’s body, this matter should be approached as a fight to the death.  

My concern is there may be a danger zone.

It would not be a good idea, for somebody seeking the fountain of youth, to look back upon romance and erotica. Although I do not wish to express that somebody can be defiled by their thoughts, I have no doubt that my devil can read my thoughts, and has certainly hijacked my nervous system. It has tried to deceive me, by triggering my nervous system, in response to my thoughts. To triumph over the devil, one must not be deceived into fearing one’s thoughts. But a recovering sex addict will not always be able to control the nervous response to romance or erotica. Thus it should be strictly avoided during recovery.

There may be a dangerous phase in the detaching/withdrawal process, where the devil is close to its doom, and seeks to bring its host down with it. A relapse in addiction, during this dangerous phase, may invite a poison pill type of reaction, fatally bursting key blood flows being transmuted, then turning one’s body into a pillar of salt.  

It seems the poison pill strategy of the devil is to form a rectal blockage, to try to make it impossible to defecate without triggering an orgasm. One may then need the surgical help of angels, to cut the crap, and run some kind of saline solution through key blood flows. There is definitely a feeling of something running through my veins and arteries during this process, which feels so sensational, I become concerned, if I were to accidentally orgasm, it would be similar to a heroin overdose.

This is the fight to the death, for Man, by their souls in Heaven and Hell, Serpent v Woman, which are in my belief, separate entities from Man: who is called in modern phrase: male and female human beings.

Though I am not knowledgeable of the inner mechanics of this circumcision, once the surgery begins, the rectal pain becomes acute.  

During this phase, one must not have orgasms. And during this phase, involuntary pre-orgasmic convulsions will strike, while awake, with no warning. Hyper vigilance, and an ultra enduring but delicate kegel flex, are needed, to resist orgasming.

It usually does not feel possible for me to sit down in a moving vehicle for long periods, greater than 15 minutes, during this phase, without becoming dangerously close to triggering an orgasm.

5. As I got closer and closer to confirming the actual truth about the TI program, Mike eventually snapped.  He knew it would happen. I broadcasted the certainty level of my position in the  discussion forum, “Climate Debate.” 

Mike also had a strong sense that I was on the path to figuring this information out.  

Thoughts are not independent to just the realm of Earth.  The heart feeding the whole system is Earth.  Other realms are Hell, Heaven, and Outer Darkness.  Mike had some knowledge of the thoughts I was demanding, the rate they were being supplied to me, and my likely reaction. This was a reason that he targeted me, and taunted me.  So too was his final act a sick taunt!  

Him and Colin had hoped I would march up to his warehouse, start a physical altercation, and get myself shot and killed.  As he said, the will to fight could change the outcome.

Mike’s suicide was also his refusal to truly help me through this process, to abandon me, in the hope I would fail on my own, and perish without any guidance. If he couldn’t be the gatekeeper of this knowledge, then he didn’t want anybody else to have it.

6. Withholding this health information about orgasms from the public is a grave personal injury, and Mike refused to be responsible for correcting his negligence.  He was irked by the thought that everybody else could become his equal.

7. Mike Dorthick was a very high ranking individual in a secret cult, with knowledge of realms other than Earth.  He did say, give the cult leader some credit.  

I also recalled a lucid dream I had, which I felt foretold of this event, which only became clear to me after this event happened.  I was approached in the dream by my brother, who said, “It is a Christian Rite.”  And then I began to cry.

I will finish the post with a link to Mike’s original sad song he called Somehow.

The song was published online December 17, 2023. I didn’t find it until after Mike and Lizzette’s deaths. I couldn’t bring myself to sit down and fully hear it until August 6, 2024.

I believe this song was Mike’s warning to Lizzette, which she would not hear.

The opening lyrics were, “Don’t you ever wonder, how good life could have been, had you stuck around with all your friends?”

The closing lyrics were, “Put down your guns and get away from him.”