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(Stand By While This Post Is Being Put Together, I Am Working Triple Time Developing Some Heavy Medical Equipment for Our Canadian Military Hospital Tents, We Can Always Bring it Home for Our Women And Children And Their Beloved Labourers That Fuel Our Heavy Intellectual Equipment)Note: It is afternoon on Aug 3rd now, still working on composing this entry while getting some feed back & moral support. It is now Aug 7th, 2009, and I am left thinking about about four very special women and what they have been through for me due to my story from way back in my youth and into my manhood. First, my Pocahontas from high school and the story of how nobody was going to scalp her as idiots tried in grade 7 French class. Then there is my Star of David Gal from my youth, I dictated a letter/story/prophecy to her as she wrote it down in short hand, she was a long haired red head, same as a customer's daughter on my Gazette route as a kid. I had a lot of Police officers on my Gazette route apparently, I once said to the long haired red head daughter of the Police Officer, "Funny how I sometimes come for my money at the wrong time, like when you are doing your boy friend, then he pays me."Recalling now, the boy firend once said, her parents aren't" I responded with, "So what, their daughter always pays me when her parents are not home!", then he would go off and get some money to pay me. Now that I know more, I wonder how they kept the attack German Sheppard quite when I came to collect, that is when the pup always let off her mouth, me and the pup even had it out, after she bit me in the ass once, when walking out of the drive way. I gave her shit and she went for my throat, her open attack mouth got my fist and she went whimpering off back to her Master. After all, it was self defense against an attack German Sheppard. How did I know any thing, I saw them together at his house when knocking around with his younger brother. I think I know what became of her, the look a like daughter of my customer on my Gazette route, I do not know what became of the Police Officer's daughter with the long red hair and her plight for me, she always had a look for me on the school bus! We are about ages and I think she is the one that has a photograph of us together on her camera, taken by a stranger when I gave her the steno pad and prophecy dictation. Then in the early '90's, just with what I was up to, A look alike of my high school friend asked me if I was stalking her, I said no, with what is going on in the neighbourhood, certain people want you dead! They think you are a Cop watching their movements. I asked her if she was a Cop, she responded with no, a reporter. I told her not to worry, they want me to bop you off, but I wouldn't, and if you are an under cover Cop you wouldn't tell me any way. I told her I inform CSIS of my activities, thus CSIS got to know to move their RCMP Officer at the address along, or she was going to get bopped off, they actually want me to do the job! I still have an address written down of where she was living or going in. I ended up living in the same building ironically, got to know the family that owned the building rather well. At one point I started charming a black haired Great Russian Teddy Bear here in Canada, I gave her a hand written note indicating to her to dig into my North Atlantic story of nearly a quarter century ago now, from the Russian perspective and one of their submarines in Canadian Territorial waters, I signed it Doctor Goober Modesty in a bar during some swilling excursion around 1996, I have heard some rumours or something about her recently. With regard to the rendez-vous in my youth with her, I gave her some of my poetic love writings, when her Father was a Russian diplomat in Canada.(I remember something about that foot marching note now that it was brought to my attention, I think I said in the note that I would be her Doctor Zhivago )Last but not least, what is this connection with my "Petite Chou" from Quebec, that specialized in Engineering for the Canadian Space Agency. I always thoroughly enjoyed and loved working with a more than competent Engineer, it was rare that I got a chance to, while taking on demented fuck heads sabotaging my company & Country, to take over our water, oil and hydro, along with my proto type inventions here in Quebec. Any way, I need a bit of a nappy poo as I call it, hope my waking moments and the usual dreams I get, will influence my prayer writing as a bit of a Metaphysical Engineer type Theologian protecting my Canadian alliance!!!! Update: Aug 8th 2009: To my Ladies that I approached through out my life to have a girl friend, I get my thought stimulated every now and again, the very special ones that got a piece of my love poetry, and I told them to build there careers as I am doing, but stay away from me or you will get done in as I was always getting done in, I told them we will hook up one day if we say our prayers right. So far I have mentioned four of these women in this posting, like the four main points of the compass, ironically though, it was like subliminally building a Church dome of 360 degrees, there are 6 main points to Church dome construction, each point 60 degrees apart to make the 360 degrees, yea with me being the center point point as in the steeple of the Church dome. There is my ex-girl friend with Native blood in her in,(I know people hack my writings, so does my Lawyer, so I am editing again) and then there is my Lee Bear from the Canadian Military or something to help Nursemaid me, apparently she was very close to my "Petite Chou" in the Canadian Military. I think I charmed this Lee Bear several times during my youth and a bit as an adult at the Hospital. I gave a blond gal as a young girl, a lock of my hair while she was playing by her self, at the time I told her to always be there for me, for I was like my Father, a Canadian Military Researcher. With this sweet heart being a RCMP Officer's daughter or something, I gave her the lock of my hair when my Father was still cutting my hair. (like my Lawyer more or less stated in Court, "He fell in love with the wrong Lori Bear", as the Hospital got wind to me, "He needs our Lori Bear") I dictated a tape recording to a young child in the City of Montreal one day, signing off as Goober, this could be part of the American demented fuck head twin factory to take down my Country. There was and is a lot of disinformation/information about me to solve this American bullshit around me. My ? Bear is buried deep as my Lawyer put it, she had to change her name, but we are about ages. I used to try and charm a gal in a particular class in high school. Now I remember writing a love poem to this gal which was based on eloquent geometry calculations, for her to be there for me, I wrote the poem for her after asking her out on a date, she responded with, "I do not think my Father would let me go......", it was to be a bit of a river rat excursion. I have heard of this gal recently, I call her my LeeBear. I am still very close to my recent ex- girl friend and I told her I would come back and find her one day, while departing from her in my youth, I accomplished that and stood up for the Canadian National Building Code with her at my side. She also got her nose broken with me ducking a sucker punch from an adult when I was a minor when we first hooked up. Till later...Update:August 9th 2009: Funny how I learned from the Native American Indian community, that there are also six points to the Native T-Pee, the Native Chief was allowed a maximum of six women as wives, thus to help him put up his T-Pee first, then be there for his fellow Tribes men and women and children. From my theological teachings under Jesuit based instruction at University, ancient prophets of the descendants of Abraham, were allowed several wives to carry on his Godly blood line, then you have the Muslim Hiram tradition of wives found in their own religious prospective. It is just what you do with the concept of many wives in modern day tradition for the benefit of society on the whole, to save the majority of righteous and honourable people in an environment disaster of engineering & medical fu-paws on this planet. I have been a exceptional thorn in demented idiot mobster foot soldiers side, that we righteous and honourable people always took on. I got a real Fu-Man-Chew story of Confucius Confusion, that gave my H.M.C.S Answer an army of passengers in Canada, a lot to chew on over the years, with my cock & bull story stemming from my "Lion's Den"....I am a Leo, and Rat in astrological horoscopes...now demented idiots that mess with me got to face my jaws of life or death to save our children of tomorrow. (I recently dug up some of my old notes from my youth, that could be deemed as prophecy)Added note: I have my seven colours of creations which I wrote about in earlier blog postings, I based a lot of my engineering calculations on seven, due to strengh properties in math and engineering when dealing with the lucky 7 number. Ironically I heard one missing year book from the Library collection from my graduation year at the Canadian Coast Guard College I was part of, ended up in Tibet with a Gal quite some time ago. I was told that I became her Doctor Bethune to her and she came to Canada to build a career for herself. 7 divided into 360 degrees makes for a top ten digit in decimal point for precision in math calculations,(I need a calculator with more decimal points) as my Lori Bear mentioned to me a one point, "you have seven of us to deal with"...... yea, with me the center point of my particular breeding circle of 7 boning points....like "Henri the 8th point I am", hope idiots that wanted to be me now get the fucking point!!!! It became part of my theological St Henri concept!
Update:04:00 hrs, same day as previous note, funny how I just came back from night patrol in my "voisinage" and found my French Canadian Baker food supply lines, totally lovely finding 7 packaged cakes, they are going down nice with my cup of tea and my rolled recycled tobacco from the streets due to budgetary restraints!!!!!!! Rumours are floating, no body is going to tell what to do with my love life, if I want to have seven girl friends to have kids with, building my Empire and protecting it, I will, assuming the Ladies accept what has to be done because of what I have been through taking on with American CIA & mobster money doing me in. I heard women get their period back in my apartment with what I have done, filtering bad air etc. I am fit to breed at 49 years old and intend to!!!!!!
I have an array of art designs in various mediums, from acrylic on canvas, ink brush to caulk pastel, Quebec scenes in black & white photography, along with other art forms than I can offer to raise money for my research and development as an engineering technician. Being an Artist/Writer working under the name Doctor Goober Mickeal, I invite you to buy my art. The
beneficiary of my estate due to having no one else close at hand, is Concordia University of Montreal, Quebec, Canada, first and foremost the Theological Department & The Religious Studies Program in alliance with the Engineering Department and the John Molson School of Business which is part of said University. I hope the University will take care of the women that fought for me, but were not allowed to have any thing to due with me, with the prospective monies from my assets, if any thing happens to me before my time. (I could never succeed due to American money doing me in!!!) My Art Manager I tried to deal with, more or less got screwed over due to the international industrial sabotage of my company that I always dealt with!!! Thus I presently have a very special team of women making sure I succeed in developing my proto type inventions that are an alternative sources of urban building heat based on marine engineering principles. From a window air filter to keep out car exhaust and other atmospheric impurities from the home, to a solar thermal window for Northern & Southern hemisphere winters, to a three stage waste domestic water purification system producing sludge for a incinerator I am developing to produce hot water/steam for building heat and electrical production. The women's Tampax and Kotex for my incinerator principle is very much part of the process. Blood is medical waste and should not be put in dump sites to seep into our water table. Blood is also very high calorific fuel as it is carbon based, like I emailed the Mayor of Montreal, Maribel Airport could have an Hydro Quebec incinerator producing steam to turn over steam turbines to produce electricity. Being at the old airport is a functional part of the design to fly in natural medical waste from women across the country, such a developed incinerator could be strategically placed across the Country to produce electricity for urban centers. I heard Prime Minister Harper stopped the Mayor and I, just like he sabotaged a lot of my life before becoming Prime Minister. I got the media clip where he had to admit he sabotaged my art in Kindergarten class before I got to hand it in to the Teacher, the demented fuck head PM never stopped messing with my life ever since!!!!! Certain individuals have uncovered the evidence, like who is all part of the numbered company that is my Land Lord, that sabotaged my company assets, stole tools etc to build crystal myth labs up the street in the same building complex. Working with Police and other people who are fed up, I find out everything!!!!! Till later...Doc GM Note: Like the MUCTC Police said to me, "We had to use you to shut down this demented mob cult street, we knew you were the very best!" Oh yea, Stockwell Day, you and your stupid American duel Nationality, I got it too, but with her Majesty the Queen of England, you are going down for treason with Harper for industrial sabotage of my company and British interests in this Country with my dual Nationality, you fucken demented ass hole, you are suppose to promote Canadian companies, not destroy them for American interests!!!! You commented about my sex life remember, saying I was going to get my balls done in, well people worked at for filling your wishes, to bad so sad for you!!! I remember the Right Honourable Brain Mulroney's words about a quarter century ago, "I will put Mr Lamb in his place". When he got elected for the first time as Prime Minister after saying those words at the press conference, when the Right Honourable Pierre Elliot Trudeau resigned as Prime Minister, he created CSIS, I have communiques with both these parties over this subject matter!!!! Now, who is fooling who, and who protects Canadian interests and who undermines it for American interests!!!! Update: Aug 11th 2009, now rumours are floating that I have ten women to breed with due to Godly magic as a Metaphysical Engineer, funny thing, 10 divided by 7 gives a endless repeating decimal point, and my Tarot cards are based on calculations on 7, so is the calender I created based on the Tarot card system I developed for myself. There is this Mary of Scotland story I wrote about in previous blog postings, where do I go about figuring out the others, my Art Manager Court case for example. Who do I believe here?( I did make a tape recording based on prophecy with a young blond gal in a park in the City, and gave her two things, a piece of jewelery I made based on my Father's and my own engineering, and something I will refer to as a symbolic black stone) I have rumours about another gal now, which I wrote about earlier in a posting. The Granadier Guard story from Edinburgh Castle, so now you have it folks, the start of my special top ten women stories, after all, 360 degrees of a Church dome, divided by 10 boning points, is 36 degrees apart, funny how 36 degrees divided by a calculation of 7, still results in a 10 digit figure to the decimal point that I got to figure out how to de-bone somehow,(I need a calculator that goes past 10 decimal points,I came up with a math system that works to 37 decimal points for accuracy, with rounding off repeating endless decimal points when working with angles and degrees, thus I have the best of math calculations for time and space while designing my calender based on the Tarot cards)) like my Mother always used to say to me, I got a bone to pick with you!. It is kind of like Alice Cooper's song, "Welcome to my Nightmare", will I ever know a bed with one woman?So here are ten female initials to female names as I piece this together,L.K.T.M.C.N.S.L.K.L., from some eloquent poetic love calculation or something, these names are always being thrown at me between memory and the media.It is like I wrote my own Devinci code or something, one of the letters is based on a gal's last name for now. When I gave my LeeBear the love poetry based on eloquent geometry, I now remember giving her a sketch of the astrological woman which I created, based on the concept of the astrological man, with the 12 signs of the Western zodiac, but the signs of the zodiac were placed from head to toe on a female figure, now I have been influenced by my media associates, that I got women which I do not know about, thus having a total of twelve woman that fought for me. Seemingly I built something stemming around women as decendants from the 12 tribes of Israel, which I learned about from my theological teachings at Concordia University. They seem to be my twelve zodiac signs of women, making the one Deity of the planet, my "Mothearth" concept of mine, the consort of God as to certain theological teachings at Concordia University. As a Lori Bear informed me, with the star chart invention of mine which I further developed today, I will know which woman to bang bone with according to the cycle of her period and the cycle of the moon, still based on the calender I first developed around my Tarot cards. Now that my memories serves me well, I remember meeting a Lori Bear in the Fall of 1998,(Update: my my, a Lori Bear corrects my memory, it was 1993{but I was living in another neighbourhood than the CTV News Event} when I was working in my first car brake manufacturing plant and met her it at a CTV News fund raiser or something, I was taking down a Mafia Loan Shark system with CSIS and RCMP, that worked around Godly swill as I call it, a lot of people can borrow money when drinking beer, so now on the 20th of Aug, my Lori Bear said it was '98 {actually it was + or - a year as my work record comes to jive my memory again, then again I spent a lot of my life with fore arms and hands covered in greese and grim, could have been any year, I sure I would have dated the pick up love notes} we met when I wrote some notes to her at mentioned event, I also bought her my very special drink and one for myself that cost me $20 with tip, even although she was not to drink on the job, I told her save it for when she finished work , pounded back my drink and headed off into the night. I remember other things that transpired between us too!!! Funny how things corresponds to my Tarot card calender research I started around that time) during the fund raiser or event with the local News Team of CTV, she approached me and inquired about the state of my hands and forearms, yea covered in greese and grim that did not come off too easily from working as an electromechanic in the car brake industry, I wrote her a special poem or two, informing her to stay away from me till later in life or she will get done in like me, due to what I was on to with bullshit in my community at the time. Thanks to my media friends and the Police brother/sister-hood, memory is stimulated some more, because of what I was on to, I started the poem with referance to the nursary rhyme, "The Butcher, The Baker and The Candle Stick Maker, each being of a ethic type and Profession, I ended the note with something like "I could end up butchered and in your car brakes" or something! Funny how my memory works overtime, that is the Telethon of Stars connextion, I signed the note "The RCMP Hound Dog that's a bit of a bar Fly"...something like that, silly me!!!! To bad idiots that wanted to be me, and did not have a clue about eloguent geometry calculations and astromomy design, you all wanted to steal from me as idiots theives !!!! You are all shark meat or food for Ocean bottom feeders as far as I am concerned!!!!! It is kind of like the twelve leaves around the the maple leaf of the Canadian Security Intellegence Service emblem that the Right Honourable Brain Mulroney built, how do I put it, we know who you thieving idiots are thanks to CSIS!!!!!!!!!!!! I still depend on my Local CTV News and CHOM FM radio station to help me figure out what has all gone on around me this past bit, while working with my Lawyer, a lot of media personalities, among other individuals I have worked with, are really pissed off with what has transpired around the stepping stones of my success.