Kay’s personal history…

Incoming - “I’ve been protecting that girl”. 

I’d hate to know what you call throwing one to the dogs.

Kay's Psychology: So you think you’ve been working your ass off…

Kay Frances Gibbs’ traumas, drug use and hospitalizations

1959-60 - three non-violent sexual molestations

1957 - Hurricane witnessed tree limb break through window

1963 - auto accident thrown into front seat of car

1964 - set fire to woods in back of house, I didn't turn 10 years old until November

1964 - beaten on back and legs leaving bleeding whelps and bruises on back and legs,

1964 - minor head injury, one stitch, hit with swing,

1965 - father tried to kill our canary

1965 - Hurricane

1965 - caught in crossfire between the KKK and NAACP in Middleton, NC, on our way back to VA

1967 - father became severely psychotic put butcher knife to mother's throat he was hearing monkeys in the trees in the backyard and tried to play music for them, he was hospitalized

1968 - concussive head injury (ran into playmate on school grounds, buried his teeth into my forehead, no neurological follow-up

1971 - father tried to kill our dog with a butcher knife

1973 - hit in face, broken nose

1974 - father’s suicide, I tried to commit suicide

1974 - auto accident

1974 - sexual assault in Army, lesbian enlisted woman

1975 - sexual assault in Army, African American MP Officer

1975 - kidnapped and assaulted while on leave from Army

1975 - auto accident

1978 -  auto accident

1989 -  tried to commit suicide

1990 -  assaulted by roommate Susan Becker

1990 -  arrested for damage to property took drug overdose, xanax

1990 -  assaulted in jail Pitt County by African inmate

1990 -  sent to prison

1991 -  arm slammed in cell door by staff nurse and guard, irreparable damage; under duress while incarcerated, took pen top and tried to slash my wrist on my left arm

1992 -  sexual assault, thanks to Susan Becker, by Ken Skinner, never prosecuted

1993 -  homeless until 1998

1993 -  threatened and assaulted by African inmate (Janice Hammond (history?), beat my head on cement floor

1995 -  tried to commit suicide drug overdose in motel room

1996 -  arrested for traffic violations had pistol put to my head (recall the lady in Florida who was pursued by State Patrol and pulled out of car) that's the way it happened.

1997 -  incarceration, was harassed and picked on, placed in segregation

2000 -  flooded out of apartment

2001 -  9/11 WTC attacks

Drugs Kay Frances Gibbs has taken...

A list of all the drugs and alcohol I have been given by doctors or taken on my own, since I was a child. I think I was acting-out a lot of other people's stuff, in fact my life has been nothing but acting-out other people's stuff.

1955 – 1961, Paregoric infancy to about 7 years old
1958 – present, Caffeine
1961 - Ether for tonsillectomy
1969-73 – Theophylline (Tea) childhood to present, heaviest use
1972-1990 - Nicotine
1972-2009 - Alcohol
1972 - Phenobarbital
1972 - Donnatal prescription, too much can also mimic paralysis and I now suspect this is what was causing my sleep paralysis.
1972 - Librax prescription
1973-79 - Marijuana
1974 - Morphine Beaufort Co, Emergency following auto accident
1974 - Ether Surgery
1974 - Speed (black beauties)
1974 - LSD ½ hit of Blue Micro dot. Was so fearful of the experience that I did not want to do it again.
1974 - Tuinol
1974 - Seconal
1974 - PCP
1974 - Acid again at ECU campus party, was intoxicated Did not experience hallucinations.
1975 - Dexedrine to lose weight after getting out of the Army
1975 - Hard Liquor
1975 - MDA
1976 - Plastidyl
1976 - Valium
_____________________

Drugs Kay Frances Gibbs took after I living with Beth and then Jean

1978 - Poppers (amyl nitrate) five times
1981 - Flexiril one or two
1979-1983 - No drugs or alcohol went to AA

1983 - One mixed drink

1984 - 4 beers and no more alcohol or drugs from 1984-1986.
1986 - L-Tyrosine over the counter for depression roughly 3 years stopped smoking
1987 - L-Tryptophan for sleep
1987 - Choline Bitartrate roughly 2 years
1987 - Tranxene two tablets for anxiety

1987 – Began using alcohol again
1988 - Ether surgery
1988 - Phenergan nausea following surgery
1989 - Alcohol half bottle of wine was attending Mental health At this time ended up becoming suicidal, hospitalized for three months
1989 - Restoril Pitt Psyche unit
1989 - L-Tryptophan Pitt Psyche unit
1989 - Atarax Pitt Psyche unit outbreak of hives (psychogenic) Demerol and Valium for Endoscopy

Drugs Kay Frances Gibbs took after moving in with Susan

1990 - Ativan person
1990 - Ativan prescription.
1990 - Theophylline sinus tabs 10,
1990 - Buspar Prescription 30,
1990 - Doxepin prescription,
1990 - Glutamic Acid unintentional overdose
1990 - Xanax overdose following overdose of glutamic acid
1990 - Doxepin prescription, forced meds
1991 - Mellaril prescription forced meds
1991 - Buspar prescription
1992 - Klonopin one
1992 - Alcohol one glass of wine
1993 - Alcohol two mixed drinks following sexual assault
1993 - Ether or ? Surgery
1993 - Effexor
1993 - Glutamic Acid
1993 - Alcohol 6 pack
1994 - Lithium carbonate 50mcgs over the counter, 50 tabs

1994 - L-Histidine, 500 mgs, 30 days

1994 - L-Cycteine – 500 mgs, 30 days
1994 - Elavil, two pills
1994 - L-Taurine, an Amino acid, 1000mgs per day, 30 days
1994 - L-Tyrosine, 1000mgs per day, 30 days
1994 - GABA, 500mgs per day 30 days
1994 - L-Methione, 500mgs 30 day supply
1994 - L-Arginine Pyroglutamate, 500mgs 30 tabs
1994 - Trazadone, during psychiatric hospitalization for sleep
1995 - Prozac prescription
1995 - Xanax in combination with prozac, this is a deadly combination
1995 - Ativan prescription, overdosed,
1995 - Choline chloride, took too much became ill administered
1995 - Compazine, for nausea
1996 - Alcohol, wine and beer
1996 - Klonopin prescription for complex partial seizure
1997 - DHEA 100mgs for four days
1997 - Dilantin
1997 - Amytriptylline for sleep
1997 - Ambien for sleep
1997 - Alcohol 4 beers
1997 - Ambien Prescription
1997 - Valproic Acid prescription
1997 - Lithium and Valium prescription
1997 - Dilantin 7 prescription
1998 - Alcohol
1998 - L-Threonine combined with the following three amino acids
1998 - L-Lysine
1998 - L-Taurine
1998 - MSM
1998 - Depakote prescription
1998 - Mellaril prescription
1998 - Thorazine from individual
1998 - Zyprexa sample
1998 - Seroquel sample
1998 - Ativan person
1999 – Prozac prescription
1999 - L-Taurine over the counter
1999 - Depakote prescription
2001 - Risperdal sample from Doctor

Kay Frances Gibbs’ Incarcerations

1977 - Ayden County Jail, Griffin, NC public drunkenness refusing to get into the car of an African Deputy.

1990 - Pitt County Jail, 15 days December 26, 1990 transferred to NCCIW, pre-sentence evaluation Trespassing/Damage to property

1991 - NCCIW 3 months returned to Pitt County Jail pending sentencing

1991 - Pitt County Jail, awaiting sentencing, appealed sentence to Superior Court, placed under $10,000 bond. Remained in jail 45 days, under duress, remanded appeal

1991 - May 12, violated probation, returned to Prison for 5 months

1994 - Wake County jail 55 days

1995 - Wake County jail, forgot court date, 4 months

1996 - NCCIW (mental health unit) safekeeper

1998 - FCCW 4 months psychiatric care (figure that one out) traffic violations

Kay Frances Gibbs’ Psychiatric Treatment History

1972 - Tideland Mental Health – acting out in class which consisted of me defending another student, by voluntarily leaving the class after it was clear she was being made a scapegoat for the rest of the students who were engaging in conversation…there was no violent act or violent confrontation, I simply left the classroom after the instructor threw the other student out for something half the classroom was guilty of at that time. I told him, “he should expel me and half the class from the room”. But I have since realized this was not the sole reason for the school psychologist suggesting that I be seen by someone at the Mental Health clinic. I had written a paper which my US History instructor claimed was an abomination, referring to statements I made about the non-existence of God. I further stated that “one could do anything one wanted to”, but I failed to carry the thought to its logical conclusion, in that I should have stated that, “if you are willing to accept the consequences”. I was not confronted about this, by one single instructor nor the counselor I saw at mental health. I do realize it is not the job of teachers to be parents as well. During my testing (to see if I was a genius I think) and counseling, television was never mentioned nor the consequences of viewing it on the brain and mind. Books were written, I am sure as the result of discovering what was in my head.

1973 - Tideland Mental Health

1973 - Campus psychiatrist after drug overdose

1980 - Wake County Alcohol Treatment Facility outpatient 8 months voluntary

1984 - Wake County Alcohol Treatment facility inpatient 3 days voluntary

1985 - Wake County Alcohol Treatment Facility in and outpatient 7 days, voluntary

1985 - Continued outpatient treatment for 1 year, sexual abuse issues Had to discontinue therapy after Blue Cross and Blue Shield claimed I was being treated for a pre-existing condition. As a result I regressed and went back to previous behaviors.

1987 - Tideland Mental Health - Therapy /Alcohol Treatment, Voluntary

1988 - Tideland Mental Health - Therapy

1988 - Pitt Memorial Hospital suicidal , voluntary

1989 - Cross Roads Psychiatric Facility, voluntary

1989 - ECU Outpatient Psychiatric 2 months, voluntary

1990 - Cherry Hospital - drug overdose 3 days, involuntary

1990 - North Carolina Correctional Institute for Women Mental Health involuntary

1991 - Cherry Hospital 6 days, involuntary

1992 - Nash General hearing voices admitted to Cross Creek Psychiatric facility, three days – prozac, voluntary

1993 - John Umstead 4 days, voluntary

1994 - VA Medical Center Salisbury – suicidal , involuntary VA medical Durham, voluntary

1995 - VA Medical Center Durham- multiple personalities, involuntary

1995 - John Umstead, voluntary

1996 - John Umstead 7 days, voluntary

1997 - John Umstead, voluntary

1998 - Cherry Hospital 2 weeks transferred to VA Medical Center,voluntary

1999 - Orange Person Chatham Mental

Places Kay Frances Gibbs Lived

1954-1961 Portsmouth, VA

1961-1967 Chesapeake, VA

1967-1973 Engelhard, NC

1973-1974 Greenville, NC

1974-1975 US Army

1975 June, Engelhard, home

1975 July, Engelhard, cabin

1975 September, East Carolina Univ

1975 October, Dickinson Ave, Roy Minton, Greenville

1975 December, Trailer, Greenville

1976 February, London Inn, Greenville

1976 April, trailer, Greenville

1977 April, Holly Street, Greenville

1977 August, Glendale Court Apts, Greenville

1979 Raleigh, NC, North Haven Apts

1980 Raleigh, NC, Loft Apartments

1981 Raleigh, NC, Hazelwood Dr

1982 Cary, NC, Circle Dr

1983 Raleigh, NC, Sunrise Ave

1983 Raleigh, NC, Cabarrus St

1984 Raleigh, Circle Ct

1985 Cary, NC

1985 Raleigh, NC, Sunrise Ave

1986 Engelhard, NC

1988 Washington, NC

1989 Greenville, NC, Country, Freestone Rd

1990 Greenville, NC, Country

1990 May, Engelhard, NC

1990 August, Greenville, NC

1991 October, Engelhard, NC

1991 November, Greenville, NC, homeless, hotels

1992 January, Goldsboro, NC, Waynesboro House

1992 March, homeless

1992 October, Raleigh, NC

1992 October, homeless, hotels

1993 January, Wake Forest, NC

1993 January, Raleigh, NC, homeless, hotels

1993 February, Raleigh, NC, Ark shelter

1993 March, Chapel Hill, NC, IFC Community shelter

1993 May, Chapel Hill, NC, Cobb Terrace

1993 June, homeless, hotels

1993 September, Raleigh, NC, Ark shelter

1994 January, Raleigh, NC, Woodburn Dr

1994 April, Raleigh, NC, Ark shelter

1994 May, Raleigh, NC, Jones Street

1994 June, Raleigh, NC, Salvation Army Shelter

1994 July, homeless, streets

1994 October, Raleigh, NC, Woodburn Ave

1994 November, Raleigh, NC, Ark shelter

1995 March, Engelhard, NC

1995 November, Greenville, NC, hotels

1995 December, Wilmington, NC, Salvation Army Shelter

1996 February, homeless

1996 June, Chapel Hill, NC, IFC Community Shelter

1996 July, homeless

1996 November, Engelhard, NC, Mattamuskeet Village

1997 February, Engelhard, NC, Golden Street

1997 April, Carrboro, NC

1998 January, Engelhard, NC, Golden St

1998 February, Engelhard, NC Mattamuskeet Village

1998 May, Engelhard, NC, 264

1998 June, homeless, lived in barn

1998 September, Carrboro, NC

1999 April, Engelhard, NC, motel

1999 May, Washington, NC, Options shelter

1999 June Carrboro, NC

1999 Chapel Hill, NC, my own place, 10 years and counting

Cars Kay Frances Gibbs Owned – interesting to note most of my cars were red, white and blue…Kay’s parents had a green 1967 Plymouth sedan and a green 1965 Chevrolet Biscayne, Kay’s Aunt Mamie owned a green Nash Rambler…

1972-74 1967 Volkswagon Beetle - green

1974 1971 MGB GT hardtop blue

1974 1965 Mustang Convertible - white

1976 1975 Toyota Corolla - green

1977 Plymouth Fury III, Chevy Camaro - brown

1978 Honda Prelude - red

1979 Dodge Truck - beige

1981 Toyota Corolla GT  - burgundy caramel top

1982 Chevette - blue

1982 Chevy Van - blue

1984 No Vehicle

1985 Plymouth Belvedere – baby blue

1986 Ford Escort Pony - red

1991 Toyota Corolla FX hatchback - white

1993-95 December, ‘93 to November of ’95, No Vehicle

1995 Ford Escort GT  - white

1996- present no vehicle

Twin suicide – Copycat…

The Robthorne Mystery (1934) When one of the Robthorne twins commits suicide, there is a question over which one it is and whether it was suicide or murder.

Cecil Street - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Just viewed this…updated

…upon recommendation I look at the film to identify some of its content.  I have never seen it before. 

I am certain I have acted it out.  In 1983 I owned a floral delivery service in which I distributed flowers throughout Wake County.  I had a GE radio much like the one in this film for playing personal tapes as we didn’t have a radio in the van.

In 1990, while taking a psychology course, I drew a tree behind a fence I later deduced was a pyroclastic cloud.   I had only been exposed to Jung’s work at that time through The Power of The Subconscious Mind by Joseph Murphy.   It was the same year of this film the publication, The Essential Jung, by Anthony Storr was published.  I grabbed this book from my shelf and my copy of The Archetypes and the Collective Unconscious by Jung and headed into the living room to type this post.  I opened The Essential Jung, immediately to page 198, where is written information regarding being “stuck in the unconscious automatisms of the mind”.   This of course is exactly what had been happening to me until I discovered The Tinkling Symbol.  Jim Jones and Guyana come to mind as possible victims of this novel and Putnam Photographers.  Having performed this feat many, many times, it is clear to me someone read or was reading The Essential Jung at the time some cataclysmic episode occurred, such as the 1980 eruption of Mount St. Helen.  I wonder now if the floral delivery service person actually resided in California or Washington State.  My drawing could be nothing more than someone having viewed a news report about the event. 

This film likely portrays the horrific consequences of that eruption while also capturing the consequences of a nuclear attack, “killing two birds with one stone” (I’ve heard amongst the dialogue).  What I did notice about the dialogue in the film, is the father set his oldest son up for death, “move your dead ass”, dramatized in the film as a near case of mother, son suicide, the mother quickly giving up on it as a resolution to their situation.   The father also directs his son to wake up, “it’s time to wake up”.  This I relate to The Woman In Green, Ordeal on Locust Street and Twenty-Two.

        

I now feel certain this is what I was acting out in 1988 when I contemplated attempting suicide by asphyxiating myself in my car, although the undiscovered novel at that time was most likely the driving force behind my behavior.   There were incidents in my personal life in which I spent the night in my car many times since 1988 and once in 1973 after having viewed a play.  Was this a manifestation of the unconscious drama?  

I also noticed the birds and fish on Alexander’s shirt after viewing the first part a second time.  This also seems related to my painting and The Tinkling Symbol.  It all came together as I stated here, I concluded originated from Millbank prison detainees.  It is now clear that may have nothing to do with the basis of this book. 

Update:  Page 201 in The Essential Jung also describes the attributes of the unconscious, “immitigable, immovable, and inaccessible (I question this now)”, with unseen powers which can invade our waking lives.

I thought this was interesting…

…and see how easy it is to convince others someone has convinced others through various means to take their own lives, the guilt then gives the interloper a way into your mind for whatever reason he or she may have conjured up in their minds.

NOV. 13, 1900

In czarist Russia, a district called Kargopol (about 400 mi. from St. Petersburg) contained a 200-year-old secret sect which called itself the Brothers and Sisters of Red Death. The brothers and sisters shared some very provocative ideas. Although marriages were forbidden, sexual intercourse was permitted providing that the sinners immediately submitted themselves to suffocation with a large red cushion. Every member was obliged to recruit new members, and when he had added 12 followers to the flock and thus assured himself a place in heaven, he was allowed the privilege of committing suicide. Believing the end of the world was to be Nov. 13 (Nov. 1 Old Style), 862 members of the cult thought it would please God if they all sacrificed their lives by locking themselves in their homes and setting them on fire. When news of the threatened suicides reached St. Petersburg, troops were rushed out to Kargopol, but by the time they arrived, more than 100 members had already perished. The rest were prevented from committing suicide, and when the appointed day passed without catastrophe, the sect disbanded.

Trivia on Predicitions for the End of the World from 1843 to 1900 | Trivia Library

DAVID ALLAN COE LYRICS - Suicide

DAVID ALLAN COE LYRICS - Suicide

I think it likely someone broke into the Hospital Pharmacy and stole these drugs…

…I lived through the following account I wrote about in 2009…I assure you I have made up nothing I have posted online or have written about.  I have been in prison or jail or a psychiatric hospital at least 20 times since 1977…

Sunday, August 23, 2009

I Kay Frances Gibbs, do attest the foregoing two page documentation to be true and accurate and that “I” in the foregoing refers to me and only me, Kay Frances Gibbs, aged 54 at the time of this writing.

Dream Telepathy, Experiments in Extrasensory Perception, by Ullman, Krippner and Vaughan, chapter 11, page 113, The Prince of the Percipients, describes in some detail, experiments conducted by Dr. Van de Castle and Dr. Calvin Hall, some taking place in Chapel Hill, NC by Dr. Van de Castle. These experiments supposedly took place between January and November of 1967, the book talks about the symposium given in 1970, some Halls were living in Hyde County at least from 1967-1970 as their son is pictured in my 1970 year book. 1967 is the year my father went crazy, tried to cut my mother’s throat and ended up in the hospital, October was the month. In 1972, as part of my preparation for college, I, Kay Frances Gibbs, made a trip to UNC at Chapel Hill, in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, to check out the campus to see if I wanted to attend the college. I was with several other classmates including my friend Rupert Pugh’s girlfriend, Laura Grimes, my close friend in high school. In this year, 1972, my father went after me with a belt. After an outburst in English class, I was sent to mental health. According to recent info my father was also sent to mental health, of which I had no knowledge, where he received valium. In 1973 my father struck me in the face with his fist after a confrontation and I left home, resided with several school teachers for a short time, then graduated from high school. In 1973 I chose to attend ECU in Greenville, where I first became involved in drugs. I was also involved in a short session with a Psychology student doing thesis work, in which I was given a Rorschach test. I told the guy that I saw a tiger in one of the images which was totally insignificant to me at the time. I had smoked marijuana just before taking the test. In 1988 after having had surgery, a friend brought me a copy of Calvin and Hobbes, a cartoon book. In 1974 my father committed suicide by shooting himself in the chest. It was after this that the Doctor’s Office was broken into in my home town. Drugs were out around the town. Some drugs were obtained from Greenville, NC as well. I have no knowledge of how the LSD ended up in Hyde County. Rupert did not get involved in using LSD or PCP to my knowledge. I only saw him use marijuana occasionally. He was an auto mechanic with a gift for illustration, drawing cartoon characters. His car crashed in 1977 and it was this same year that my roommate in Greenville, mysteriously obtained a bag of prescription drugs that contained plastidyl, quaaludes, amphetamines, and numerous other drugs, which she dumped in the middle of her bed one night. In 2003 I found an image of one of the Hall’s that looked like my roommate in 1977. In 1983, my cousin Bob, a close friend of Rupert’s, crashed his truck into a canal while highly intoxicated, decapitating himself, not long after being released from prison. In 1992, the brakes in my car were left loose after trying to get them repaired. I was lucky I was on an isolated road during the daylight hours away from traffic and was able to make it to a station for repairs. They tried to blame me for my father’s suicide. In 2004 I was able to relate my incident with the Psychology grad student to the Calvin and Hobbes cartoon book, only after discovering a book on dreams by Calvin Hall at a used bookstore in Chapel Hill where I know reside and having read some of Hobbes in a philosophy book. I later discovered that Harry Gibbs was a Judge and I had attempted to study Political Science at ECU and also enrolled in a Paralegal couse at Pitt Community College in Pitt County, Greenville, NC. It does not take a genius to figure out what was going on by this time.

The truth about it all is, they convicted themselves with their research. Also see the movies Frailty and Someone Behind the Door.

Kay Frances Gibbs

“You’re a dumbass, you could have written three or four novels”…updating
http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630701339680721288/archive

6/7/2012
Kay's Commentary
Page 65 of 346

Thursday, May 10, 2012, 6:47:33 PM | kayfgibbs@gmail.com (Kay F Gibbs)
Some people are deaf and apparently they can’t read English.  I hate novels.  I hate the distorted truth in them, I don’t read them.  
*“Then why did you buy David Drake’s novel”.  That’s a good question.  My mother has been reading that garbage nearly all my life.  Maybe it was a compulsion.  Maybe someone asked me to read it for them because they had it on good recommendation I liked to read and they wanted a movie out of it.
“These children are emotionally retarded”.
I resent those comments I am an adult.  These are simply memories from my childhood.
“Have you ever had sex”.
I have acted out the sexual molestations perpetrated upon my person in my childhood, because of a lack of proper guidance at the time of the incidents.  Knowledge of acting out was not known about among the masses it was knowledge kept among the professionals.  
What do you mean by an adult”?
I am passed the age of 18, as it applied in my country when I turned 18.  
“Are you emotionally retarded”.  
That is what I deduced from my all my mental health records and according to the descriptions of the numerous illnesses I have been determined to have.  It has never been stated in that manner.
“Are you schizophrenic”.  
I don’t believe I am schizophrenic. My father was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia.  I have found no reason to believe he suffered from this illness.  All I have read indicated it now is thought to be a chemical imbalance, specifically high levels of dopamine in the brain derived from the amino acid tyrosine.  My father drank beer nearly everyday and his appetite was sparse.  He lost all his teeth and eating became a chore for him.  My mother had to grind the chicken and beef so he could eat it.  It is likely he was not suffering from schizophrenia as I have experienced it.  I was taking doses of tyrosine for clinical depression in 1986-1987 based on Dr, Stephen Berger’s book about clinical depression.  It made me feel much better and I was more alert.  I continued to take it taking 1000 mgs per day.  I also took Glutamine based on Prescription for Healing. suggestions as a treatment for alcoholism.  I was also given tryptophan while I was in the hospital for sleep but I was given it at night which did not work for me.
http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630701339680721288/archive

6/7/2012
Kay's Commentary
Page 66 of 346

My father was likely suffering from alcoholism and a lack of adequate nutrition.  He was administered valium by mental health in 1972 I learned later.
He was also definitely suffering from PTSD.
“Was he given shock treatments”?
According to information I was told he was administered shock treatments.  His records I obtained from Cherry Hospital do not reveal this but I do not have his complete record.  I was only given admitting records and a discharge summary.   Nothing was mentioned about his assaulting my mother several nights before he was  hospitalized of which I am a witness.  Had I not touched him on his shoulder while in the act, she might not be here now.
“What were the circumstances”.
My father had gotten intoxicated from beer and then bought some moonshine he never drank but on this night he wanted it.  I recall seeing the mason jar full of it before I went to bed.  I think I even smelled it to see what it smelled like.  I also recall seeing it later and it was half full.  He was hearing and seeing things like monkeys and put the stereo speakers in the tree in our back yard and was playing music all night.  After he tried to cut my mother’s throat, I ran to my Aunt’s house about a quarter mile away to get her.  When we came back my aunt asked him what was going on and he acted like nothing had happened.  He said, “what do you mean Bessie?”.  He was walking around the house smoking a damned cigarette.  My mother got us out of bed, packed some clothes and we spent the next several days at my aunt’s house.
“Can you be specific about your father trying to cut your mother’s throat”?
My father pulled my mother from the bed and had her on the floor with a kitchen butcher knife at her throat.  They were sleeping in separate beds.   My brother usually slept in the bed in the room with them.  On this night my mother told him to sleep with my sister and I and she slept in his bed.
“You’re going to have to look after these children Elizabeth”.  I just heard this.
“It’s the Bolshevik Revolution”.
“Where did your father go”?
He went to Fred Blount’s house in Slocum.  He occasionally sold moonshine.
“Now what do you know about Slocum”.
http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630701339680721288/archive

6/7/2012
Kay's Commentary
Page 67 of 346

It’s a place in Pennsylvania.
“What do you know about this story?”
I recently discovered a book titled Lackawanna Valley, Pennsylvania.  It is about the area and its people.
“Who are some of them”.
There was a man named Henry Drinker in the novel.  I later found a publication online, a kind of local newspaper about a Joe Drinker who tried to commit suicide numerous times.  Joe Drinker killed his friend while hunting so it states.
“So you believe that happened”?
I believe now the novel may have been contrived to cover up something else.
“Ms. Gibbs, have you been suicidal”?
Yes both my parents have been suicidal.  I have taken overdoses of numerous things including alcohol.  I have have been hospitalized numerous times for overdoses and once I was going to hang myself. 
“Do you know any writers in your community”?
I have never known of any writers nor anyone who admitted to being a writer.  Dr. H.J. Liverman wrote a novel sometime before his death but he was the local physician and retired at the time he wrote the book.  He is the only person I am aware of who lived in the area who had anything to do with writing books.  There have been people in the area collecting history I am sure.  I suspected Mr. Smith might have been a writer penning info about Jack The Ripper and called himself Phil Sugden, but that was after my father’s death.  I was not knowledgeable then about pseudonyms at that time.  That is knowledge I acquired much later through my reading.  I cannot say beyond doubt Mr. Smith was a writer.  They did leave the area around the time of my father’s suicide as did many people who were new to the area.  The Lyon’s lived there for a short time as well and left before his death.
“You little liar”.
“He grabs her around her head and covers her mouth, can’t you see we are in trouble here”?
“Does the name Lucera mean anything to you Ms. Gibbs”?
http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630701339680721288/archive

6/7/2012
Kay's Commentary
Page 68 of 346

Yes I met her at GNC one afternoon when I went there for something, likely vitamins or some protein.  I went there to get my vitamins as I had done for 20 years.  That’s where I purchased the small bottle of glutamine I had been taking and the Prescription for Healing book I had.   
“So it was not unusual for you to frequent GNC”?
Not at all.  I had a good relationship with GNC.  I purchased numerous products from them including soy protein that came in a cardboard container.  This was in Greenville, NC and in Raleigh, NC.  I had an occasion to see the two of them at the mall one evening, the sales rep named Michael who usually helped me and his ex-wife Lucera.  She had her head in a neck brace.  She said she had had surgery.  Of course I thought the worst, I thought he had done something to her.  While riding on the way to the movie theater, we had to go over several bumps and rough places in the highway and her behavior didn’t seem like someone who had had surgery.  Then I started thinking they were re-enacting something, that they were “cleaners”.  This to me means covering up evidence.
“Has anyone in your family ever been in a neck brace”?
Yes. My mother was hit from behind by a car while she was stopped at a train crossing in Chesapeake, VA.  She suffered a neck injury and had to wear a neck brace for a time.  She had a flair up in 1969 or so and was in traction for a time.  I did visit her in the hospital then.
“You promised me and Lucera a novel”.
That is a false statement.  I have never discussed novels or films with Michael at GNC nor anyone else at the mall.  No face to face contact as ever been made to that effect.
“What else do you know about this cleaning”?
It has caused me a lot of problems with my daily activities such as house keeping and personal care.  It seems these people are moving in next to me and then leaving frequently.  I suspect now they are writers mooching off of me.  They are boosting me out of my property and taking things out of it and putting crap into it.  This also goes on at the mall where I live, the boosting that is.
Mr. Mississippi is one of the writers I am sure but I kept making such a fuss with my music he and his father decided to leave.
I have been catching them in my things.  When they start this activity is when I am compelled to sit at my chair and write but I have been writing since 2000 and was able to maintain my housekeeping and personal care then.  That’s why I think these people are extracting things because I did not have these problems before.  My house keeping as become absent for years.  I can’t seem to keep these people out of it.  I spend all afternoon trying to collect parts of my mind back from them and then it’s empty.

http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630701339680721288/archive

6/7/2012
Kay's Commentary
Page 69 of 346

“Who do you think Mr. Mississippi is”?
I think he was Susan Becker’s other half.  I think she had some people here before him too.  She reviewed films for Hollywood and her husband was a caterer for them, so she claimed.  He called himself Potter.
“Do you believe he was a Potter”?
I’m not sure, he seemed like an honest man but so did Susan seem like an honest person and she like many of the people I have encountered turned out to be users.
“Who lived there when you first moved in”
Some guy named Andrew, I have his last name somewhere.  He gave me a bunch of things and so did Potter.  Andrew moved to Texas.  
“Do you remember him”?  
Yes I recall seeing him at the mall at Hungate’s, or at least someone who looked like him.
“My faith is shattered”.
My life and dreams have been shattered.
“Have you seen him since then”?
No I have not.  He’s likely either left the area or gotten smart and kept himself out of the mall.  
“Who did he look like”.  
He looked like my Uncle Jodie and St. Francis Exupery.  When I saw him at the mall he seemed to have gotten bigger and taller.  I was drawing more often then.  It was a little later I started writing again, mostly blogging and collecting pieces of information.  
“Have you ever written your novel”?
Why this obsession with my novel?  As I mentioned before I am clear I have authored many novels without my knowledge or permission. I am also certain I was clear about how I felt about novels.  I have been documenting my personal history and trying to separate it from the things I’ve seen on television.  I was discouraged when I discovered the Lackawanna Valley, Pennsylvania book as I
http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630701339680721288/archive

6/7/2012
Kay's Commentary
Page 70 of 346

thought my father may have been mixed up in the Jack The Ripper killings and there is evidence pointing to that effect.
“You are drunk”.
I am not intoxicated at all.
What do you know about Morgan Creek…  Thursday, May 10, 2012, 4:41:44 PM | kayfgibbs@gmail.com (Kay F Gibbs)
I found a film containing some of my history made at that studio.
I thought Mike Morgan was connected to it who lives a few doors from me and another writer here in the area named David Drake, I had a copy of his book with his signature but someone made me get rid of it.  He’s a snoop, he should have been a reporter.  
That was after I discovered what was going on.  Lord of the Isles, David Drake I think it was.
Is it good?
I did not read it.  I am more interested in psychology and nlp.
“When did you become interested in psychology?”
I became interested in psychology in 1972 when my high school first offered it.  I wanted more of that knowledge.
“You had an outburst?”
Yes I had an outburst I’ve already documented.  A paper I wrote was ot satisfactory and I worked hard on it.  I wasn’t exactly interested in writing about the subject.
“Who taught that course”.
Melanie Nye taught the English Course.  Some of us thought she was gay.
Cynthia Fox taught the Psychology and Civics course, I thought she was a good teacher.  She didn’t like a paper I wrote which included something my father said to me about being able to do whatever you want to do.  She said it was an abomination to God.  I didn’t think so.  This set me at odds with her and I didn’t bother psychology or civics for decades.
http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630701339680721288/archive

6/7/2012
Kay's Commentary
Page 71 of 346

“You had another outburst.”
Yes Senior English.  One of the students was being harangued by the instructor.  We were all guilty of what she was accused of so I told the instructor he might as well throw the rest of the class out with her and I got up and left the class.  
“He was trying to make her a scapegoat wasn’t he?”
Yes that is what he was doing.  Trying to help the rest of the class save face I guess, picking on one who was at a disadvantage.  
“You were aware of this”?
I was becoming aware of it.  My drinking after school on weekends started to increase and I even brought a bottle of wine to school on the last day of school.  I was growing disillusioned with the reality of the disparities in society and even in the small county where I am from.  The county seat always seemed to lord over the rest of the county and my community always had a reputation for being drunkards, riff raff and n’er do wells as my mother will attest.
“Did your father read psychology”?
Yes he told me about Dale Carnegie and his book, How to Win Friends and Influence People.
“Did you read that book”?
No I did not read it until 1987 while I was in an alcohol treatment program at Tideland Mental Health.  
About Nye, it was basically an awful rumor that was started.  There were lots of other incidents like that going on through out my high school years. One student dried her hands on the study hall instructor’s coat.   It cracked me up.  There was a great deal of racial unrest going on.  She had an excuse though, she was disabled and was eventually removed from school.  I liked her though.  She was so bold you had to admire her.
“I want you to show these people the houses your family lived in”, “will you do that for me”?
I don’t have a picture of our home, it was like the one in which we lived in Chesapeake, VA.  It was kind of like military housing.
A home is not where you put your body to me, that’s a house, a home is a family.  It didn’t matter what the house looked like it was what went on inside that mattered to me.
http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630701339680721288/archive

6/7/2012
Kay's Commentary
Page 72 of 346

“Now what are you hearing”.
“This is the crappiest novel”.  Someone is throwing some papers or something.
I did throw my paper I wrote in high school in the trash.
“That’s what we know about you Ms. Gibbs”.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Missing fingers...

...someone stuck their fingers in a blender...that's all I could see.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:46 PM 0 comments

Car accident...updated

1974...Dowdy's Amusement Park, Nags Head...bumper cars...movie Mask, Cher. I told Erin she could make a mask for an art project, using a flat woven basket used for fruit and round pieces of styro-foam or the like for the eyes. I didn't recall my molestation at the time...could be related. I do recall seeing a similar idea of a mask in a movie about voodoo.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:32 PM 1 comments

Mary I...

She is one hateful woman.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:14 PM 0 comments

1649 in England

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1649_in_England

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:13 PM 0 comments

Death all around her...

Thomas Cahoon was married to a Susanna Elizabeth, (Shakespeare's daughter/granddaughter?), Swindell. Tommie Cahoon, Jr, died falling off a boat in the Pamlico Sound in the 1970's, his younger brother Charles Cahoon, who I attended high school with, passed away in 2004.

The list grows longer - Ken Harris, Bob Cahoon, Jr., Rupert Pugh, Barbara Berry, Valerie Simmons...

Thomas Cahoon ~ Thomas D'Quinney, vintner, addicted to laudanum?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:13 PM 0 comments

Monday, May 18, 2009

Ophelia...updated

The image of Queen Mary has been flipped so the flower would be in her left hand.

Looks like Queen Mary(Bloody Mary) to me, in a tunnel or the like...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Millais_-_Ophelia_(detail).jpg
Millais ~ Mor ~ Portrait of a Gentleman ~ si allim (Islamic) - song?
"Do I look like her?" "My mother got a letter from William".
Shakespeare's grandaughter?
http://books.google.com/books?id=ykuWQgRvoeAC&dq=john+everett&printsec=frontcover&source=bll&ots=Ut_cXx9msu&sig=Otsvge2kPip1vVzhte8ThibeJLc&hl=en&ei=5UESSpfbHdrHtgecocWUCA&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=16#PPA69,M1

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:40 PM 0 comments

Frankie Fulford ~ Frank Blake

or Fred Rose

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:13 PM 0 comments

Lorenzo Ghiberti

http://www.imdb.com/media/rm2528417536/nm0001794
Mooney ~ Muni

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:39 PM 0 comments

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Getting boosted into...updated

"Ohhhh, Gweer Garson just came up".. "you're qweer ~ Gweer"... ~ Lady Jane Grey.
Kelly Adams' stuff, maybe it was Kelly/Adams, as in Mary Kelly and Ansel Adams.
Maybeeee...Merrick's family/brother threw a sheet over his head as in ET.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:32 PM 0 comments

Porcius Festus...

became a woman Portia...?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:10 PM 0 comments

Porcia and Cato...

https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL8NSOFyLcZc9mFxroUb5W_VhCSZqZR_ElKaE-O6cfW1TI9EiXTsZwJ2Aev5NoJS1HyYFmsPxuZW4oVTk3ZLfZDa_LFAOHNboi2ywAKEjK6-ALVjTPNF4nb_TD6hokNxOp8WVoTF4qCw/s1600-h/gilrswate2.jpg
http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-more-interest.html

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:03 PM 0 comments

Lee Quincy Calhoun...update 5

Constable or Bobby during Ripper Killings - may be why he ended up in track and field.
My cousin Bobby Lee Gibbs builds jails and prisons, his father is a Cahoon.
Ella's son.
Lee Quincy Calhoun
Quincy, ME
Leslie Stevens, an acquaintance of mine, was attending NCCU in 1983 where she received her law degree. 1990 is when I began running around the track and seeing the volcanic eruption which I sketched while in Psychology class, that I later figured out was a pyroclastic cloud, Dante's Peak, Volcano. 1987 is when I was being chased by the two rotweilers, and getting rained on by the pesticide dumped from an airplane, that I later concluded may be connected to the sketch I did.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:30 PM 0 comments

Portia

Princess Maxima

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:14 PM 0 comments

Another movie...

Karam...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:42 PM 0 comments

Friday, May 15, 2009

Writing backwards...

The Last Seduction

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:40 PM 0 comments

Previosuly mentioned

Tuzigoot ~ Iran

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:20 PM 0 comments

All of this craziness

is called sorting by the Brits, thank you very much.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:43 PM 0 comments

Tuzigoot ~ Sinagua

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:16 PM 0 comments

Enmeshment and splitting

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:17 AM 0 comments

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

The Deluge...

Noah's Ark
The building in this picture looks like the Greek Parthenon to me.
I found other images in this painting that may have been in the painters unconscious mind.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 6:59 PM 0 comments

Tuzigoot and Operating Theater...updated

Tuzigoot upside down
From the looks of the theater it appears that someone was using stakes of some kind to shape large pieces of tember.

A year or so ago I posted that I thought the operating theater looked like the inside of the mouth of a whale.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:24 PM 0 comments

I'm going to put a hole in you...

http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2009/05/joseph-merrick.html
Heart could be a window...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:03 PM 0 comments

Vases I have collected

http://museum.utep.edu/educate/learninglinks/tuzigootjarcolor.htm

The second set are obviously created from a mold, the first set are handcrafted. The markings seem similar on the first set as on the tuzigoot jar and similar to those on the second.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:23 PM 0 comments

Tuzigoot...update 4

City of David? The Library? This looks like the Old Operating Theater in London. It also looks like the hull of a ship, the roof that is ~ The Ark?
Malta

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:28 PM 0 comments

Kay Gibbs, 1973...

Telly Savalas.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:02 PM 0 comments

Engelhard - Venice

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:47 PM 0 comments

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Dali's Agony of Love...

and Botticelli's Birth of Venus

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:36 PM 0 comments

Bernardo sandals...

http://www.sandalworld.com/Details.cfm?ProdID=1055&category=12
This type of device was used to lead bulls I believe, it resembles the piece of art work Mary Scherr has on exhibit at the Animation and Fine Arts Gallery, that also looks like a leg or neck shackle.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:08 PM 0 comments

Bernardo...updated

Paul Bernardo ~ Living Doll, Twilight Zone
"Jane Doe" sounds like my story when I was in the Army and assaulted by the female enlisted woman.
Count of Galvez ~ Paula Galvan ~ Death and the Maiden, Eye for an Eye
I almost purchased tomato sauce yesterday. I had been eating huge plates of spaghetti several years ago, then I just stopped suddenly.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:21 PM 0 comments

The Birth of Venus...update 6

Sailing to America - 1492 Columbus, of course this painting was done 10 years earlier.
On your shore - Enya
The Birth of Venus
A cog ship

In the movie The Cell, when the victim was in the tank, struggling to stay alive, I was reminded of the time I tried to jump from the shore onto a skiff with my cousin. I missed the boat but caught the side of the boat. I panicked as I was afraid something would bite me, I could not see through the water, I didn't know what was down there that might get me. I was 12 years old. This was before I met the Lyons.

This has made me think that maybe it was someone who was accustomed to clearer water, one who could see into the water, Malta?

Malta ~ Baltic ~ Atlanteans?

We were in that boat more than a half dozen times paddling up and down the canal. Then I was allowed onto the bigger boats. My father and Uncle took us fishing into the ocean. This is connected to my being beaten for getting on a skiff in my neighbors yard. I understand Katherine could and had sailed a small sail boat. I fished in the bay with a friend and her father as well. This instance is where I connected with Bernabo.

My father built his own skiff, that was partically flat bottomed. My cousins handcrafted small model boats from wood. His brother used it to set and pull fishing nets and crabbing.

I have placed this incident possibly in Venice, Italy.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:38 AM 0 comments

Frailty...

http://www.goldensilents.com/stars/josephschildkraut.html ~ James Taylor

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:35 AM 0 comments

Agony of Love...

It may be that this painting is about a ship being rammed in the side....Venus

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:28 AM 0 comments

Donald Crisp...

Donald Crisp ~ Donald Snell ~ Priscilla Snell ~ Mary Kelly...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:21 AM 0 comments

This one...updated

Is in the likeness of Botticelli's Venus, http://www.animalsinart.co.uk/gala_galleta_pastiche.htm

It is interesting, I knew nothing of Dali's techniques and in the past year purchased oil pastels and paper. I feng shui'd? my apartment at the time as well. Somehow Thomas Aquinas seemed to be mixed up in it. I took photographs of the arrangement.

Reminds me of something I've seen in a movie I think, a ship with a woman's head on it.

Botticelli's Venus, floating on a shell, floating on the shell of a boat to be completed maybe.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:12 AM 0 comments

Joseph Merrick...

The Agony of Love forcado?
http://pranabody.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/agony-of-love.jpg
What men do for their women and children.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:53 AM 0 comments

The Cell

The Cell - Storm cellar, coroner's table (Quincy?), Quidley painted sail boats, rescuing/lifting a whale or something similar, seizures or brain encephalopathy, or prion disease.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:37 AM 0 comments

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

About...

The Cell and Frailty - storm cellars...drowning could be connected to drowning of a female and recovery of her body with missing parts from the Thames. Could be connected to The Ripper.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:12 PM 0 comments

Found some more movies...updated

Twilight Zone - Living Doll and A Game of Pool.
The Amazing Dr. Clitterhouse ~ my dream about Crispin

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:27 PM 0 comments

Friday, May 8, 2009

Gacy...

also connected it to Jeffrey Dahmer, the Chicago 8 and Charles Manson.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:55 PM 0 comments

Dying and death...updated

I am more than just curious about the mind and dying. What happens in the mind when one is sick and suffering?

Were Mary Jane Kelly's wounds recorded by her brain, stored in her mind just before her death? Could these have been passed on to someone else? Could this be the basis for cases of psychosomatic disorders? Flatliners touches on this subject but they took the story in a direction based, it seems, on the verbal experiences of those who claim to have had near death experiences. They claim that people have flashes of their life buzzing by them in their minds. I would argue that this is not true for the sick and suffering and for those who have been murdered. The sick would be more focused on their pain than their past life experiences. One who is murdered would be focused on getting out of the situation and overcome with fear giving rise to cases of paranoia in those who come after.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:50 PM 0 comments

Clenon Festus...

Aubrey McClendon ?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:53 PM 0 comments

I am God...

Susan said it. Gregory Godzik, another Gacy victim.
CSI - Green peace.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:34 PM 0 comments

Ripper...

I have also connected the Ripper killings to Hitler's attacks and killing of the Jews.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:42 PM 0 comments

Pics...more updates

Stalin may have been responsible for the assassination of Czar Nicholas II and his family.

My thinking is that Gacy's mother, some relative on his mother's side or some neighbor may have seen Arsenic and Old Lace, a 1944 film, I did watch this on television but I don't recall exactly when I saw it. Given his relationship with his father, he split off his masculine and began to act out his feminine, anima, which means if this stuff was in there when he was younger and had not seen it himself, he would have been unable to discern what was going on, thinking it all was coming from himself. Having worked in a public retail business, it may have also come from a customer.

IMDb does not have an adequate search engine for pulling up information under keywords as I have tried to use it several times.

I was hit in the head with a swing in 1964-65. That was not Gacy.

Erotic asphyxia could be due to strangulation at birth by an umbilical cord interferring with the process of parental attachment, possibly by one of the victims.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:20 PM 0 comments

Movie Blue Velvet...more updates

I've seen this movie, parts of it seem like the John Wayne Gacy story.
Sandy - Grease
Lobotomized man - One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest
Beaumont - Leave It To Beaver - Bowman, Gacy Victim
Jeffrey - Cousin
Aunt Barbara - Jeffrey's aunt, my mother
Priscilla Pointer - Priscilla Snell - Mary Jane Kelly's daughter
Fred Pickler - Fred Blount, moonshiner ~ a blunt person ~ Frederick?
Dorothy Vallens - Richie Vallens - Richie from Happy Days - Dorothy from Wizard of Oz
1977 - sniffing poppers at Gay Bar
Pointer Sisters - Automatic
White Teeth - Man trying to commit suicide in car -
The Cell - Under the Ground ~ bodies under the floor ~ Arsenic and Old Lace ~ The Tell Tale Heart
The Singletarys lived in Hyde County, Richard was principal of the high school, 1966-68. They were from the White Lake area.
I, Kay Frances Gibbs, was assaulted in 1974, in 1977 I went to the Gay Bar, The Paddock Club, where I did the poppers, Gacy unwound. Maybe it was Gacy's stuff in '74 ~ Edward VII. I met Parker in 1974. I had occasionally used a Vick's nasal inhaler as did my father.
I told you there was a Castrati mixed up in this family.

I was in Chapel Hill/Raleigh in July of 1993. Prior to this I was in Raleigh. I was taken to Wilmington in December 1992 by Ken Skinner. We stopped at a rest stop so I could go to the bathroom. I was frightened at this point because he had told me he had been molested by his mother. I was afraid that he might rape me at that point. I had no money. I didn't think to ask someone to help me, my mind was so mixed up I just tried to avoid making him angry and really hurting me. We then stopped at a store and he purchased some Thera-Flu mix and two cups of hot water. We both drank one and he drove on to Wilmington.

My father committed suicide but I discovered that someone told him to do it. Mr. Will Marshall ~ committed suicide several years before my father. Cary Green attended my high school in 1970. There are several Larry's in the school.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:56 AM 0 comments

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Discovery Health...

Discovery Health is not one of my favorite programs because I can't stand to watch the surgical procedures. I love the psychology based programs they offer.

I recently watched a video about a man named Michael who decided to have a sex change procedure. A few days later I went to the bookstore and ran across a copy of Becoming Female, Kopp and Kirkpatrick, published 1979. I couldn't help but wonder if many cases of the desire for sex change operations were the result of someone possibly having read this book. I have not read it, I did flip through it and it seemed politically based to me. If a man read the book, it would aid in creating the inner feminine, anima. If a woman reads it, she may be confusing her animus.

Most, not all of the movies I have watched, were masculine in nature and mostly investigative crime related movies or sci-fi, I have created that kind of mind in myself.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:45 PM 0 comments

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Marta...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marta_DuBois
Marta ~ Martha - Marta is the original name. Jane ~ Jane Grey or Jane Dormer?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:31 PM 0 comments

Movie Copycat...updated

My mother getting strangled by the clothes line, probably news about Berkowitz, etc, my Uncle Leon let me shoot his .38 pistol once when I was about 10. My Aunt had open heart surgery, my mother had a cesaerian, she also had her thyroid removed...probably some cop show in the mix. There are some Hudsons in my mother's family.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:01 PM 0 comments

Re: This...update 4

Torun ~ Toron
Hugh of Falkenburg ~ Hugh Capet ~ tuzigoot?
I had an Uncle Hugh but he didn't look anything like Capet. Hugh was single never married, he may look more like Jesus.
Daniel Mendoza

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:51 PM 0 comments

David B. Ravel...

Levar Burton ~ Ernest Louis Duke of Hesse ~ Csar Nicholas II

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:42 PM 0 comments

Star...

Star ~ tsar...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:19 PM 0 comments

Monday, May 4, 2009

Bee...update 4

I set the bee free last night after taking his photo and measurements. It was interesting. After I set him free, I realized this is what they did to me in prison. This pattern is reflected in childhood experiences, when I was catching spiders and june bugs. I was acting out something. I think it had something to do with the confessional, going into the "cabinet".

Here is the rub, one may often pay for something one has not done, or disagrees with, ie; "The pollen never bothered me". My reply was, "I start sneezing when it is bad". These are the words that came from an acquaintance recently. Days after that conversation I found myself going out when the pollen was really bad.

This is just an example of what can happen, a transference they call it or a projection. I think projection is more like it, projecting the shadow. This is an example of what has happened to me all my life, particularly while in prison.

I went for decades never telling anyone anything about myself, not even my parents. I do not deal effectively with this kind of transaction.

Somewhere in the Bible it says,

"hearing is the word and the word is with God".

I found this quote in the Bible quite by accident, I think it is somewhere in Jeremiah or Joshua, I cannot find it again. A light was turned on but not enough at the time. It does not take a Christian to get what this verse is telling the listener or reader. It is basically the same thing that they are telling you in TNT, Genie Within and lots of other books that talk about programming the unconscious mind. Now I understand why various religious sects said that certain kinds of music would be the ruination of the youth at the time. I owe them a sincere apology for thinking them fanatical. I said once that I was beginning to see the Bible as a journey into consciousness, or awareness and that Revelations was when the light comes on, the mind is awakened. That really is true.

The incident with the pollen happened with my belief in God. I was acquainted with someone who did not believe in God or rather chose another kind of spiritual path. I got the impression that she felt that Christians were bearers of the sins of the world, or should be punished for believing in Jesus Christ and she was and has been letting me hold the baggage ever since. Truthfully I think that is why she had me put into prison, as I actually confessed to the crime I was charged with and that should have been the end of it, but I was sent for an evaluation. She was projecting that part of herself onto me and using me to work out her shadow problems, taking away a decade of my life. This happened again with someone else. It was that experience that made me think that maybe believing in God was not such a good idea and I had forgotten about that verse I found.

It is easy to see how someone can avert their sins and cause another to suffer for them. I believe this is also a sin.

How did she trip me up like that? She said she was God. That just opened the door for her to come in and dump her troubles onto me.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:57 PM 0 comments

Bee...

Found this monster flying around in my bedroom. It is roughly1-1/2" long. Wings are about 1" long. It seemed a bit dazed when I collected it. This is the biggest honey bee I have ever seen.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:39 AM 0 comments

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The orienting reflex...

...or entrainment.
http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2008/12/womens-movement-taught-women-to-hate.html
Orienting Response
I grew up having to use a fan at night as we did not have air conditioning. I am not sure why they did this to me, well I take that back, I do know, now. They also drugged me up while they were doing this, creating an unhealthy habituation to noise and drugs. They obviously had plans for me to end up where I am, in an apartment with an air conditioning unit like that in a motel. In fact I also stayed at many different motels for nearly 7 years.

This proceeded the excessive intake of glutamic acid, intended to fire up my brain synapses, in an attempt to make money from whatever was in my brain.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:26 PM 0 comments

Fires...

Avalon

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:20 PM 0 comments

I...

know more about Mary Jane Kelly and Martha White and that which surrounds it.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:48 PM 0 comments

Marta

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:13 PM 0 comments

This name...updated

Eveleenar (Lena) Bragg ~ Lena (Neal) grab near levee ~ Eve Lee Ran Bragg

Fulcher may have been a Union Soldier, aged 16.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:25 PM 0 comments

Mary Jane Kelly...

Zorro....
Walkin' After Midnight, Patsy Cline, I Fall To Pieces

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:27 PM 0 comments

Burning London...

Christopher Wren ~ Save The Tiger ~ My sister Mary Ann had it. I thought it was possibly Sappho.
The Library at Alexandria ~

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:02 PM 0 comments

This...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Nikolaus_Kopernikus.jpg
resembles Cato...look at the profile...
Thornhill ~ a thorn in my side ~ a Thorn (Torun) at my side ~ Torun Hill...? Joseph Gibbs artist...
This looks like my cousin Robert Gibbs

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:42 PM 0 comments

Wizard of Oz...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Ghiberti.png

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:39 PM 0 comments

Porcius Festus...

Boyette ~ Boyar
I found a dish like this under a tree...I picked it up and took it to the house...this could be a piece of history...I purchased another one.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:25 PM 0 comments

David Verbal...

David B. Ravel

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:05 PM 0 comments

Tuzigoot...

Oto Zigut...sounds like it might be Mayan.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:03 PM 0 comments

Re: Luti...

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The thinking behind the drinking...

Destroy the brain to access the mind...
Jonestown?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 6:27 PM 0 comments

Bridge over River Kwai...

Finding the fuse to blow up the bridge.
They were hoisting something out of the sand. Wanted a bridge over the river.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:09 PM 0 comments

David Verbal

David Verbal

Vail, Primal Fear

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:27 PM 0 comments

Luti...

I know or have heard of someone named Aunt Ludie...the Westons and Brinns are related by marriage.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:08 PM 0 comments

A sketch...

It is Raphael, the night preceding his death, I was beginning to see it here, this was in 1998, the something drastic happened. There is a lot of history mixed up here. My paranoia while living on Hazelwood was the plague. My father had an intense fear of rats and mice.

In fact I am pretty sure of it.

Raphael ~ Christopher Wren ~

Mary Jane Kelly was also an artist. Gentileschi may have had something of Raphael's as well.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:38 PM 0 comments

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Re: Ripper...update 5

It is possible that those bitten by fleas who fed on poisoned rats could have actually died from the poison and not from the flea. Any smart apothecary would know how to do such a thing in an attempt to exterminate a group of people. Nero did no less, poisoning his own family members.

Nero ~ Henry VIII ?

Starvation, specifically protein deficiency, can also produce similar symptoms as mentioned regarding the black death plague. I have reduced levels of isoleucine to the point that I began bleeding from my nose and started developing petechia. Hoarding of food could be a common cause of starvation.

Warfarin ~ Melilot

Tannins found in wine or in high tannin content fruits can bind protein and cause a deficiency in coagulating proteins.

Willard, the film.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:57 PM 0 comments

My favorite beer...

Sharps Non-Alcoholic and Einbecker. Einbecker is one of the best tasting non-alcoholic beer beverages I have tried to date.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:15 PM 0 comments

Woman without a Head...

I have consumed Molson beer on occasion. A Canadian Beer. Cream was from Canada.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:14 PM 0 comments

Ripper...update 6

There is a connection between Thomas Cream and Dr. Treves, I think Treves is the split off part of Cream. Cream may have gotten into some's stuff who was trying to get rid of the rats. In the 1600's there was a problem with the plague and rats. Getting rid of the rats was through maybe some repressed desire, conversion reaction, to get rid of one's mother projected onto rats, then again back to women or from rats to women. Thomas Cream may have been one who treated someone for the bubonic plague.

I keep thinking about the image of the priest standing next to the woman's head on the silver tray, also done in the movie The Brain That Never Died.

The wikipedia states, with regard to the Black Death, that spread throughout Europe created morbid, melancholic moods and a live for the moment attitude. It is easy to see how possibly prostitution and even homosexuality arose from these feelings and attitudes and were alive and well in the East End of London during the time the East End murders took place, and it could well have continued on in America. Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow we may die.

Conversion Disorder

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:50 PM 0 comments

Arcadia...

This Arcadia could be the "foreman" or supervisor of some construction, like the parthenon.
Samuel could have been one who helped build the Pyramids.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:32 PM 0 comments

Monday, April 27, 2009

Tuzigoot 8, maybe ?...update 6

I can't figure out the rest just yet.
A burial mound maybe...this struck me as something about Nebuchadnezzar after I did it.
Ramat Rachel Hotel, JerusalemTuzigoot 8 ~ Jebusite Wall, City of David

I saw this room recently...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:27 PM 0 comments

Porcius...updated

Marcus Porcius Cato ~ Seleucus Nicator I
Licinianus ~ Harry Gibbs ~ Linus

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:36 PM 0 comments

I did this...

Several years ago while I was having coffee at the Weaver Street Market. As usual when I go into the Market I go to the bathroom first. I nearly bumped into a man on his way into the bathroom, we spoke and a few minutes later I made my purchases and sat down at a table near the window. I had been thinking about the Lost Colony earlier in the day. I started to sketch this image on a napkin. When I had finished I realized it looked a bit like the man who went into the bathroom, only he was more balding. I thought this person in the sketch was going to the bathroom in the ocean. Did I see the man in the bathroom or was it some memory I was possessed of?

Actually this was done on notebook paper, the napkin sketch was done at Caribou Coffee Shop, I left it there.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:05 PM 0 comments

This...updated

This could be Leonardo, I called it Joshua, of course and it is just a rough sketch. I did it upon request while I was in jail.

It could also be Inigo Jones.

This body type also looks like that of my next door neighbor in Chesapeake, Schoolcraft.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:46 PM 0 comments

Something in this picture...

This sun is a device. I think it might have been a device that showed time as well as the seasons. I also thought it might be the lock on a safe, money does make the sun shine even when it is cloudy!

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:11 PM 0 comments

Images within images...

I have recognized images within these images. Having read that Aquinas learned of something that stopped his writing, I wondered if he may have turned to art as his soul was passed on and therefore hidden in the art might be clues to that which turned his life to a new direction, that is if what I read is accurate. Why would he have chosen sculpting? Someone was immutable? Turning life into stone, what happened?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:56 AM 0 comments

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Re: He leadeth me beside still waters...

My Auntie Mamie lived next to a pond also, the one in which my mother was baptised.
The Cell

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:36 PM 0 comments

Woman on cross image...

A fisher of men.
This is one of the images I mentioned. I put a sunset where the mountain was, not deliberately. A previous work had two mountains devided by a long stretch of highway done in stipling. Dali's work seems an attempt to unite the yin and yang, heal the split.

This drawing procedes the stipled image I did, but it reflects the same or similar background image repeatedly.
More images...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:44 PM 0 comments

Carlo Alonza