Thursday, 9 May 2019

" MOVE ON "

WHEN I AM TOLD I SHOULD "MOVE ON": TO WHERE?

Today I had another unpleasant experience caused by my reaction to "Move On" . I had thought I posted a couple of demeaning and insulting conversations regarding myself. It turns out that they did not get posted to Facebook. I DO NOT LIKE BEING TOLD THAT I AM PSYCHOTIC OR SHOULD BE LOCKED UP FOR ACCURATELY POSTING WHAT PERSONS SAID TO ME OR ABOUT ME. Take a look at my Facebook or my LINDONCOLLARD.com . I bet that most people's Facebook and website look a lot crazier than mine.







I was playing Harmonica when I was in England in Oct. 1992 and that was "Moving On" based on decades of practice and writing sessions and a lot of playing with all and sundry at  Vancouver and some Victoria Jam Sessions and Showcases.


I was invited to come to the Jazz Club in London and play with Charlie Watts' Jazz band. I was not returning, my ex-wife had lawyers, Police, By-Law and Sheriffs here at Otter Point to seize the house and take the dog Henry away and KILL HIM in 3 days. They would put my possessions out in the driveway and my musical instruments or seize them (there is a letter I have,regarding my musical instruments where the Lawwhore Luccies and the other, Trixie want to sell them and get the money for them). I had already paid her over and over again and she unlawfully used the money and I can prove that. 




The criminally insane By-Law, Police, Sheriffs and neighbors, and "I am sure some are good people" have been at War with me, my animals, my property since long before Betty or Trixie joined in but the woman lends credibility and after 1992 they started arriving here at Otter Point constantly and in force and with Swat Teams and that is absolutely crazy .

I HAD DANCED LIVE ON THE STAGES OF LONDON AS I PLAYED HARMONICA, AND NOT LONG AFTER THAT MY EX-WIFE TRIED, AT MY FRONT DOOR, TO SCRATCH AT MY EYES AS SHE SCREAMED AT ME " YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS A ' COKER ' AND YOU WERE SEEN RUNNING FROM THE SCENE OF AN ACCIDENT WITH HUGE BAGS OF COCAINE " THE IMPLICATION THAT POLICE WOULD HAVE A REASON TO ATTACK ME WAS TOO TERRORIZING TO BEAR AND I HAD A TONIC IMMOBILITY OR COLLAPSE IMMOBILITY EPISODE:

I REALIZED RECENTLY THAT I NEVER DANCED LIVE ON STAGE BETWEEN HARMONICA SOLOS AGAIN.


It is long

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 past time that I fight back, I have been in a defensive legal and financial and family situation for far too long. It is time to fight back with a comprehensive suite of Legal Actions.

  

  1. I have a unique form of Total Recall which is cinematographic and provides impressions and striking moment display and links to many forms of similarity. This setup is great for writing, remembering, music, art, but it provides lingering connections to past experience. During the blogged experience above, a similar Falsity and Voice Tone and Modulation to a past experience I had struck the Syrupy Falsity Note. My brother Andrew was having a mental breakdown or a silly bugger moment or possibly more likely `conning``me saying ``You know you are Mother`s favorite`` in a strange tone which falsity and phony joy and con artiste qualities were duplicated as the visiting couple female said ``You know Debbie wants you to see Bently`` Right here two days ago at Otter Point in the dug out topsoil area and right beside the deep wide ditch where I have had the start of a Tonic Immobility Result or collapsed before. I am agitated nauseated and feel unmotivated and like nothing would work out anyway. I do not like this at all. I have been subjected to too many `flushed`` events caused by my ex-wife
    Many similarities triggered a combined response happening now. Mostly I am experiencing memories of how I was not Mother`s favorite,not not not.
    I feel disconnected, floating, feeling that powerless feeling with a quality of impending doom and I can not do a thing about what was done.
    My head is floating and my body slumping as I keep experiencing movies of the past Mother beating and demanding and oh so smugly and Narcissistically not listening as I make my case the same as my son`s Girlfriend did during the blogged above experience. Same hectoring,`all you do is...` and the same heaping on of credibility to my ex-wife, a manipulating liar who did not work nor tell the truth. THEN THE SAME AS WAS SAID ABOUT MY TERRIBLE MOTHER, that my ex-wife was so nice. My ex-wife who wanted me on the Street or in jail and `Target his music` Damn have I ever felt vacant and paralysed and been unable to stand since then. I sadly remember one negative intervention after another as I sit here alone with nothing pleasant to do as I have for years and years. The con artist voice and sentiment of phony acceptance by monstrous manipulators echoes through my mind on occasion after occasion where faux solicitousness and hypocritical sentiment literally nauseated me.

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