Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Your mind control stopped working didn't it!

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:44 PM 0 comments

Incoming...

"Now sign out of it".

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:43 PM 0 comments

Incoming...

"I think this monster has hit her".

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:27 PM 0 comments

Incoming...

"there's nothing wrong with your brain Kay, your neurons just need to be pumped up". Now they are neuroscientists.

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Incoming...

"Look at these faces Ms. Gibbs".

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Monday, June 22, 2009

Incoming...

"I'm goin to move over here and git this artist, you move over here. Go on a git you a guitar".
"what is she doin here"?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:50 PM 0 comments

Incoming...

"Apparently, Ms. Gibbs was a target for his revenge".

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:54 PM 0 comments

She...updated

slams a pile of papers down on the witness stand - Inherit The Wind - "where is Danny de Vito?"
There is the motivation for prompting me to watch these movies, THAT WOMAN IS LOOKING FOR COVERAGE FOR HER NOSE!
I started figuring it out after I read most of Age of Manipulation, "the mind creates the body", while I am stuck with a head full of dialogue that has made me mentally incapable of normal functioning.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:46 PM 0 comments

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Incoming...

"I think this monster has hit her".

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:27 PM 0 comments

Incoming...

"there's nothing wrong with your brain Kay, your neurons just need to be pumped up". Now they are neuroscientists.

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

Incoming...

"Look at these faces Ms. Gibbs".

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Monday, June 22, 2009

Incoming...

"I'm goin to move over here and git this artist, you move over here. Go on a git you a guitar".
"what is she doin here"?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:50 PM 0 comments

Incoming...

"Apparently, Ms. Gibbs was a target for his revenge".

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:54 PM 0 comments

She...updated

slams a pile of papers down on the witness stand - Inherit The Wind - "where is Danny de Vito?"
There is the motivation for prompting me to watch these movies, THAT WOMAN IS LOOKING FOR COVERAGE FOR HER NOSE!
I started figuring it out after I read most of Age of Manipulation, "the mind creates the body", while I am stuck with a head full of dialogue that has made me mentally incapable of normal functioning.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:46 PM 0 comments

My mind...

...is deliberately being engaged in dialoguing and I am being provoked to anger in order to create energy that creates a flurry of more dialogue.

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Sunday, June 21, 2009

Incoming...

"now you're cooking Ms. Gibbs, keep it going".

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:17 PM 0 comments

Incoming...

"This woman needs to be killed", I was with Mr. Ward, at Noodles, when I heard it.

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Thursday, June 18, 2009

Incoming...

"Glycine? I took two grams of it before and I was only a little sedated".

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:31 PM 0 comments

Re: getting choked...

If my mother had transferred any of those memories to me, as they were obviously transferred to her, then it could also explain why the back of my head has a lump, small round raised place on my skull about the size of a marble.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:19 PM 0 comments

I have...

been collecting a list of numbers for the past two months. I applied for a telemarketing job in Greenville, NC in 1995, at the Best Western Motel. I applied for a job at Wachovia in 1993. I've been getting the numbers from one particular person, the others didn't know about it. One other person did know how to do it but she quit, so it has actually been going on for awhile, maybe a year or more. I was staying at the motel across the street, Camelot Inn. I had stayed at the Greenville Inn and the Econo-Lodge. Then I went to Wilmington. I stayed at the Rodeway Inn several times and Motel 6.

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

Getting choked...upating

My mother was choked by a clothes line. I just caught on to the fact that it could be connected to a young man in Hyde who, years later strung a piece of rope across a bridge that lead to the scene of an accident in which my cousin Robert Jr. ran off the road in his truck, cutting off his head(not by the rope).

There is a bridge located less than 500 feet from the scene of my Uncle's death in which he was found dead in a creek. I am thinking someone roped off the Middleton bridge and knocked him off his bike and then drowned him in the creek and tossed the bike in afterwards. In essence he was murdered. That's why my mother was choked by the clothesline after the incident. He was killed on December 9, 1950, my mother was choked by the clothesline at age 14, that would have been summer of 1951. She was married on December 20, 1952. That's why I liked Trixie Belden and detective stories, an unsolved crime. This also means that when I set fire to the woods in back of our house, the vision of the boy on the bicycle was a real memory of my Uncle before his death. Did someone light a match? I believe I set fire to the woods after the incident in which the KKK and Black Panthers were shooting at each other and burned a cross on the opposite side of the Middelton bridge where my Uncle was killed, 1964 or '65, my father had not been blind very long and he lost his sight in 1964.

Someone put their foot to his throat, that is how he was actually killed. I saw it this morning.

Around the same time my cousin Robert Jr. ran under our clothesline that was propped up with a galvanized pipe and nearly knocked himself out. That must be when the transferences happened.

My Uncle was running from someone in Engelhard. That's why I was riding my bicycle from my aunt's house to Engelhard in 1987.

If you cross the Middleton bridge and turn right you would be going around the Goshen way.

I took 250 mgs l-taurine last night.

Women were burned at the stake decades earlier.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:49 AM 0 comments

This looks like a combination of...

King William or Mary Queen of Scotts and Mary I, I would say that it is Mary Queen of Scotts and Queen Mary. Was Mary Queen of Scot's beheading only symbolic as she was more capable of ruling England than Mary I?
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"If you don't shut up I am going to knock your head off and watch it roll down the stairs."

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Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Is not mine...updated

Kay Gibbs' father

Kay Gibbs' mother

Biology Teacher

Kay Gibbs

J. Miller - This looks like Mary I to me...

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Monday, June 15, 2009

Incoming...

"I mean we cooked that bitch's ass up, look at that".
"you can't do it anymore, Ms. Gibbs, you don't have the brain capacity".

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:17 PM 0 comments

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Incoming...

"Remember Ms. Gibbs, no drinking water."

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:15 PM 0 comments

I ordered some citrulline...

...it smells like sodium hydroxide or ammonia hydroxide. Then I felt the urge to go and by some bleach. Last night I watched Blue Print For Murder in which a child was murdered by arsenic poisoning, A Blue Print For Murder. I've been getting anonymous phone calls from someone who just hangs up.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:19 PM 0 comments

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Incoming...

This white govement ain't nothin'.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:52 PM 0 comments

Cassius and Sonny...

A fight between Lonnie Liston McKinney and Cassius Gibbs, was Cassius a potter? There is a Sissie Gibbs who may be Cassius, Cassie could have derived from Cassius, referring to one as being effeminate or Sissie.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:31 AM 0 comments

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, A Clinical Review...

This book has changed the way I view the world.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:14 PM 0 comments

traumatic re-enactments...

...can obviously be relived without one having even suffered the trauma, by that I mean that a soul that has been traumatized and has not recovered may seek to overcome the trauma by acquiring knowledge, etc...as in the case of Caesar, at the time of his death he may have wanted to know who all of his assassins were, so it is the mind that is driven, not the brain, the subconcious or conscious but what is unconscious in the mind. Could it lead to obsessive compulsive disorder, a conpulsion to repeat something until it is resolved? No amount of medication can cure this kind of problem. It can possibly prevent the individual from getting into trouble but it does not cure the problem.

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

Cassius's other half

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:57 PM 0 comments

Alonzo sarfull...

Alonzo sorrowful...there was a sadness to one of these entomologists as I mentioned. He may have resorted to the study of insects instead of people.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:49 PM 0 comments

Martha Tabram...updated

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Most likely was a victim of the re-enactment of Caesar's murder, that had collected considerable baggage by the time it landed in her lap.

Caesar was known for his homosexual encounters and so some of the escapades of the known prostitutes at that time could have been re-enacting some of the sexcapades at the Roman Baths.

Recent episode of Mental, is showing signs of Caesar's court.

One of the roads, Goshen way, that leads to the Radar Tower is where I was showered with the pesticide. I am still quite well despite that incident. The disc jockey was also a pilot and sprayed crops in the area.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:52 PM 0 comments

Sunday, June 7, 2009

My mother....

got choked under a clothesline.
The Hangman
Now I know how I ended up working at Nichols Discount Center in Greenville.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:33 PM 0 comments

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Someone...

sounds british, has been ticking me off causing me to split...it just happened minutes ago...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:46 PM 0 comments

Where do they go? updating

Shell sketch done in summer 1995, probably about this time, June.
Walking on broken glass...together again...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:59 AM 0 comments

Scorned, the movie...

Paul Robeson , I met Mrs. Robeson in 1988. This man looks Roman to me. I can confirm, affairs between Mountbatten and Milford but I wonder who it really is, Dominitia?

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Sunday, May 31, 2009

Sleep Apnea...

I had a severe episode of sleep apnea last night. I was awakened from my sleep by an inability to breathe, both my nostrils felt as if they had collapsed. I had to get up and walk around to feel better. Several nights before I had been experiencing loud snoring that awakened me but I did not feel an inability to breath.

After I woke up the movie AI came to mind, the ending...I was wearing my head phones when I watched that movie.

I have also been listening to a sleep mp3 by Dr. Kimeron Hardin.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:23 PM 0 comments

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Dissolving Barriers DVD...

This is sort of like re-enacting, specific to movements that block more successful behaviors in the physical world.
Movements, gestures, facial expressions, get integrated into our brains, particularly those we have viewed. This DVD is sort of a guide to exploring and moving through those movements in a safe environment.
I found this DVD to be very helpful, though a bit vague on the specifics of what they are doing...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:54 PM 0 comments

Incoming...

Just keep'em coming Barbara...Romance Novels

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:23 PM 0 comments

Oh baby...

Movie Blink, graphic scenes, not much violence, crime story...
Could be piece of Ripper story.
Ooooo, baby, baby...song

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:00 PM 0 comments

Incoming...

"You're lying Kay Gibbs". "If you are lying I'll tell Taylor".
See why I can't sleep at night.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:40 AM 0 comments

Neighbors....

My neighbors were having a free for all, a week or so ago. I hate it. It scared the crap out of me. I reported the incident and had to mumble so they couldn't here me. Odd, afraid to call the cops for someone's safety. I've been worried the brute would start looking for the people who called.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:29 AM 0 comments

Friday, May 29, 2009

remote scene

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:45 PM 0 comments

Mumford...update 7

1989 incident...
Susan Warren. She abused me before I knew what was going on, then it was too late, I was caught up in her baggage.
Like Bradshaw said, you get in there and do'em like they were done in their own family (The Family, On How A Hitler Can Happen).

Of course Bradshaw did not mention Eric Fromm's Sane Society, in which Christians unconsciously, blindly repress and project unwanted thoughts and feelings onto others, to which Hitler became the object, "God cast Satan into the world", "ye are like Gods", (words of Jesus Christ), not the instigator. Hitler, still psychologically a needy child, who had probably repressed and projected his own hurt feelings, his pain and suffering, was an actor, acting out all the angst of the Germans and they gladly let him do it, why he was able to carry out their wishes (they didn't want to stop him). They became the injured suffering child Hitler needed to protect and Hitler became his violent abusive father. In return Hitler received all the love and affection he did not recieve from his father. If you have ever been at a mob scene, you will understand the power of all that emotion directed at one or another group of people. I experienced it from the students who were attending the same college I had attended, years earlier, while I was working for their greatest home State rival at a football game. It is chilling, frightening and sobering. It is not difficult for me to see why I put myself in the midst of such anger and rage.

I liken it to this nice Chocolate Mint Truffle square I had recently, this nice fluffly white marshmellow filling sandwiched between two layers of thick chocolate. Why I suppose I am really considered borderline. I was not aware that was the reason I made that particular choice.

Kay's biggest problem, too much Leo Buscaglio and Scott Peck at the wrong time.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:36 PM 0 comments

Novella

Shop Girl.

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Thursday, May 28, 2009

Henry Gibbs

Moses?

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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Schiodte...

I would have been from age 8-12 when I was in that one...Liked Sousas Marches and Strauss' Blue Danube alot.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:03 PM 0 comments

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

More films

Delores Claiborne
Misery
A Home of Our Own
Dragon Fly
Diabolique
Titantic
Prelude to a Kiss]
Fried Green Tomatoes
Men Don't Leave
About Schmidt
Ambulance Girl
Golden Compass
Kathy Bates is another of my favorite actresses.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:57 PM 0 comments

This one...

is in here too! I somehow got some fruit flies into the apartment and they got into my refrigerator, they were all over the place.
Theodor Becker
Henry Gibbs ~ Aigner?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:21 PM 0 comments

A thought...updating

Schiodte
I love these two songs, I get choked up everytime I hear them. Aigner
Skylark
Have you anything to say to me
Won't you tell me where my love can be
Is there a meadow in the mist
Where someone's waiting to be kissed
Oh skylark
Have you seen a valley green with spring
Where my heart can go a-journeying
Over the shadows and the rain
To a blossom-covered lane
And in your lonely flight
Haven't you heard the music in the night
Wonderful music
Faint as a will o' the wisp
Crazy as a loon
Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon
Oh skylark
I don't know if you can find these things
But my heart is riding on your wings
So if you see them anywhere
Won't you lead me there
Oh skylark
Won't you lead me there

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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

I have seen this...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:28 AM 0 comments

Dagger...

McDonald...
Lee, nurse in hospital...
Insight, Domino Effect ~ never seen it

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:24 AM 0 comments

London Inn...updated

London Inn 1976...me in the foreground, unknown male in background, suspect Iranian or Russian, never gave me his name...after encountering Iranians.
Fair complexion, about 6 feet tall, medium build, 175 lbs, brown hair, glasses, white shirt, dress slacks, causal, spoke a foreign language, didn't speak much at all...there was nothing in the briefcase except a bottle of vodka...
The bottle said Wadka...he did remind me of the Iranians.
I'm sure now they were looking for Josiah W. Gibbs

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:11 AM 0 comments

Collateral Damage...updating

Green and Black's Chocolate stolen from store by employee, not me, I actually caught him...Point Break? Thunderbolt and Lightfoot...Ghost
Paul Harris ~ Tim Daly ~ Wings
REcognize white shirt
Bought some capelllini recently

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

Monday, May 25, 2009

1888...

Matchstick Girls
Phossy Jaw - Tommy Knockers

The Tommyknockers (Trailer)
by Tower-of-Dark

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Sunday, May 24, 2009

More films...

http://www.tcm.com/mediaroom/index/?o_cid=mediaroomlink&cid=210265
Kinsky is excellent in his part in this film, better than Kay I must say, or more experienced.
Kinsky in Casablanca - Ilsa

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:54 PM 0 comments

Here we go again...

Disc Jockey, Play Misty For Me
Elsa Lancaster, Terror In the Wax Museum, Lucy goes to Prison, Rascal - Mrs. Satterfield, Willard - 1971 version

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:58 PM 0 comments

Faure'

I blogged once that when I had listened to Faure's Requiem, that it felt evil to me, evil feelings came over me. I did not know Faure' was born during the time of Jack the Ripper, in France.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:34 PM 0 comments

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Found still another movie...updated

Nine.
Lisa
Jailbait, 1994
For the first time, I can see how I have been a victim of the repressed memories of other people. I was always thinking of repressed memories in terms of myself repressing them, never as being the victim of someone else's repression. Psychiatry and psychology never really point that out either.
The Little Princess
I guess in some odd sort of way I have been watching these films in order to dissociate or split-off these dissociated and repressed memories of someone else's. It's like a chain reaction, Final Destination.

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Friday, May 22, 2009

Mirren films I've seen...

Prime Suspect 1-7
Roman Spring of Mrs. Stone
Green Fingers
Gosford Park
Teaching Mrs. Tingle
Losing Chase
Calendar Girls
The Queen
Elizabeth I
Passion of Ayn Rand
Painted Lady
The Pledge
Some Mother's Son
The Cook, The Thief, HIs Wife and Her Lover
Mosquito Coast
Hussy
2010
Scenes from Cal, Blue Remembered Hills

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Thursday, May 21, 2009

May 19th...

Parents watching Gunsmoke.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:28 PM 0 comments

Alonza

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:54 PM 0 comments

He leadeth me beside the still waters...

John the Baptist?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:34 PM 0 comments

Re: Gentileschi...

Gentileschi ~ Lorenzo Ghiberti ~ Thomas Aquinas
Summa Contra Gentiles ~ Gentileschi ~ Brunelleschi
Popeye, Bruno and Olive Oyl

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 6:57 PM 0 comments

In 1990-91...

while I was in prison I was treated by a Vecchio. I am currently living next door to two Italians. There may be attempts to prevent the truth about it getting out. I am not well liked because I made those findings about Durer and the Shroud of Turin.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:26 AM 0 comments

Dali painting...update 4

Let me kiss men with the kisses of the mouth for thy love is better than wine. Dali sketch, 1971, saw it at the Animation and Fine Arts Gallery, where I live. This is also a verse in the Song of Solomon, King James Version. I thought of Caesar when I first saw the work of art recently. I was not aware that it existed. I thought this might be Gentileschi on the cross, feeling she was on trial rather than her perpetrator. Then I thought of Jesus and Mary Magdalene who I concluded might also be the woman on the cross. Much of Dali's work appears to be that of the unconscious mind to me, that made me think there might be a possible connection, along with some other aspects that I won't go into. The back ground in both are similar and there are also several other pieces of artwork with the same background, I have been doing it over and over even before the image above was drawn, each time getting disrupted, maybe deliberately, was it Gentileschi's rape? There are different objects in the foreground, one has a boat in the foreground. I think it is possible that Mary Magdalene was also raped prior to her incident of stoning to which Jesus had intervened, which was probably really his own mother's stoning that was about to be perpetrated upon her to which Joseph intervened and agreed to marry her to prevent her death. I also suspected that Jesus' mother was raped as well and was explained away as immaculate conception as she was suppose to be virginal before her marriage. Since this did not happen, Joseph agreed to marry her anyway. The rest of the story is probably derived from the experiences of Moses, at least in my opinion. I also believe that Mary Magdalene represented the dark side of Mary or one aspect of Mary's psyche, the whore, to which the Magdalene Sisters, film also intimates that Mary Magdalene may have been a cleaner. Were it not for my father's cousin who is named Magdalene, who was an English major, I would pass the entire thing off as nothing, particularly after discovering Porcius Gibbs (Porcius Festus?), not a name you'd really give your child in rural America and having a cousin named Marcus. I do believe these names are all as a result of the Civil War and are the names of many people who were actually Northerners, probably from New York and Massachusettes. The trauma of 9/11 really disrupted me as I was just beginning to work through these images. Having already been subjected to numerous traumas, it only made it worse. Could there have been some volcanic eruption during Gentileschi's time? It is clear to me now that Mary Magdalene bore the sin of Mary, that was then taken up by Jesus. I am also finding the possibility that Artemisia may have actually painted a woman on the cross that was possibly destroyed. In Painted Lady, that I have seen three times, there were works of art stolen and reference is also made to Gentileschi and St. Sebastian, that I can see may be related to Jesus and Mary Magdalene, if Mary and Joseph only had the two male children.

The Greeks, I have reason to think, practiced a ritual at the Parthenon that may have served a similar purposethe results of which were then made into plays that I believe was the same practice incorporated into the Masonic Lodge, as my father was a member.

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Wednesday, April 22, 2009

White Teeth...

"The shit is not the shit, he repeated solemnly, the pigeon is the shit. Mo was the only man in the community who truly understood."

In AA one who has a sponsor is often called a pigeon. Archie is going to kill himself in his car. I had contemplated this in 1989.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:38 PM 0 comments

Obsession with windows...

Eyes are the window to the soul...
Antimony used in eye cosmetics, also used by Klosowski to treat schistosomiasis.
"You don't really see me, you see a disfigured man"...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:16 PM 0 comments

I have an interesting question...

...with regard to the movie The Cell. I think this character is much like the teenager who molested me in my youth. The question is, if Deane brought him into her mind and he died, then she would be possessed by his mind would she not? I also think my molester was watching my mother through our window and I think he was not bold enough to try and rape her so he picked me instead. Something like the oedipus complex projected onto someone else's mother.

I have had an obsession with windows in the past several years while recovering my childhood memories. I also found an article about a rapist on a Virginia College campus who was also a photographer. There is someone in my family named Ella Dean and I have a cousin named Jeffrey Dean...

When babies were born in hospitals they were often separated from their mothers by the window in the nursery. I suspect he was born in the Norfolk Naval Hospital, where my brother was born for some reason. I don't know why my brother was not born at Maryview.

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

More movies...

The Women and The Cell.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:10 PM 0 comments

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Melatonin...

After taking melatonin for nearly 1-1/2 years I have begun to experience a spontaneous twitch in my left hand. In the past two nights I also took 6mgs melatonin. The frontal lobes may be important in sleep regulation.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:50 PM 0 comments

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Michangelo's Moses...updated

Those horns look like the head of a snail, why Aaron was able to deceive even Moses with his staff turning into a snake, he was too slow, if that happened. Moses became unconscious because of his burden of Egyptian souls, which may have been the reason for his abandonment and was easily tricked. This truth may have led to the destruction of the Great Library at Alexandria.
I'm also wondering if the Ark isn't really a metaphor for the psychic accumulation of souls, maybe, Jesus would have been an Ark ~ Kra ~ Kar ~ Rak ~Akr

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:33 PM 0 comments

Chat and Thomas...

could have been something between the Jews and Egyptians, an Egyptian farmer and a slave.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:31 PM 0 comments

Re: Dudley...

I think this young man who works at Staples has Dudley, I'm not sure.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:08 PM 0 comments

L'Egytienne by Couperin...updated

Catherine Blake...she had a collection of piano pieces on the internet, ragtime type music.
Could be Joplin or some of those fellows.
Richard Holmes? I went to New Jersey in 1974.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:00 PM 0 comments

Benjamin Winslow Dudley...updated

PTE
My home ec teacher was Blanche Dudley (nee unknown). Maybe this is why I have been having all of these sensations about my brain and head.
There was also a Doctor Winslow who was the school psychologist. He collected snakes. He resembles Dudley alot. Peggy Carawan also looks like him.
Is Dudley an Egyptian? Was the head injury to King Tut's skull really due to trepanning?

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

Monday, April 13, 2009

Interesting revelation...

...the owner of the boots is a golfer. Augusta is home to the Masters Tournament.
Glen Miller, one of my Dad's favorite big bands, one of Katherine Gibbs' favorites I'm sure.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:06 AM 0 comments

I purchased this glass...

recently. It is the same kind of glass that Cheech Marin used in Tin Cup, in the scene where he is at the bar drinking beer. I have been drinking non-alcoholic beer from it. I found it at the local thrift store. I did not realize it until tonight as I caught a few minutes of Tin Cup, on ESPN. I recognized the glass in that scene. I'm sure I did not pay that much attention to the glass of beer when I saw this movie for the first time. This is what I would call a subliminal effect.
I thought this was a great movie, although I hated that Macvoy lost the US Open.

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

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Ed Wayne Gacy...

Arsenic and Old Lace.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:30 PM 0 comments

Channel 4...

Earthquake, film, hostage scene, Gortner character and Victoria Principal; National Guard are patroling the city. Gortner finds Principal and more or less holds her hostage. Kennedy shows up. Gortner kills several people, including another National Guardsman trying to loot a store for money and Kennedy eventually kills Gortner.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:34 PM 0 comments

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Found more movies...update 4

Kay Gibbs has seen none of these movies.

The Klansmen, 1974. I think this is also related to the fire I set in 1964-65. and the KKK and NAACP shoot out my family got caught in in 1965 and possibly my rape in the military by the African American MP officer in Augusta, GA. I never watched this movie, but I am guessing someone else did see it. It could also be related to Janie Lou and Charles Gibbs. After arriving in Georgia myself and several other enlisted women went out into Augusta and did some shopping. I bought a pair of Fry boots at a boot shop. My parents had purchased a pair of boots for me when I was in the 5th or 6th grade, that would be 1966, for a school play. The Fry boots had heels on them like the boots worn by Richard Burton in this film.

Was there a psychic connection between myself and some other person and I acted part of this film out or was it the officer who assaulted me? It does seem after my viewing this film that everything sort of happened in reverse. Since I had not seen this movie and was not viewing the television at this time, and had not watched television for 2 years, there is no way these ideas came from my brain, they were from an external source, were these thoughts controlling my brain or were they controlling the officer's, was I a victim of projective identification?

The Silence, Ingmar Bergman

Winter Light, Ingmar Bergman

The Passion of Anna, Bergman

Sabatoge, Hitchcock

Where the Sidewalk Ends, Preminger 13:42 minutes into the movie.

Earthbound

Good Hearted Woman, Waylon Jennings

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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

New insights...

Massacre at Paris, Christopher Marlowe
The President's Analyst, James Coburn, probably something I saw on Saturday Night at the Movies or The Sunday Matinee, made possible by NBC and ABC.
Butterfield 8

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Friday, April 3, 2009

Charles Bennet...

The Girl on the Boat, P.G. Wodehouse.

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Sunday, March 29, 2009

Germano's Trattoria

Trattoria
I went to Baltimore in 1974, my father was there in 1941.

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Stigmata...

I was beaten at age 10.
Frankie is a hair dresser I worked with at Hair by Nature's Way.
Falling window - Ghost
The Exorcist
I was riding the bus from 1993-95, then again in 1996-present.
I cut my wrist in college
Jean and Angie worked at a flower shop
I took some atarax in 1989, prescribed. When I woke up I was in all my clothes and laid out like I had been nailed on the cross.

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Matthias the artist?

I did an entymology project in 1967 or 68 for the 4-H. I had placed insects in resin coated discs and did a presentation. I used to collect coleoptra and arachnids, the garden variety. I also collected cicada sheddings, I think someone was eating them.
Twelve Monkeys

Charles Bonnet ~ Gregory Peck ~ Gibbs dog out down for biting someone who was tormenting the dogs.
Schiodte may be the artist who taught Albrecht Durer. My greatgrandfather was James Mathias Blake.
My mother loved Danish Cookies from Copenhagen.

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Saturday, March 28, 2009

More Interesting stuff...updated

de La Fuente Morales
Charles Rothschild * 1923
Jorgen Schiodte *
Justin Schimdt
David Sharp
Carlo Alonza - Italian born at Turin **
Gilbert Arrow
Charles Aube' ** 1869
Aurivillius
Baly

John Banister

Johan August Wahlberg ***
Thomas Vernon Wallaston **
Charles Bonnet *** 1793
John Obadiah Westwood
HP Lovecraft ~ Mimic , Angels and Insects,

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Thursday, March 26, 2009

Hmmm...

Bogdan Raczynski
I know some Raczynski's who moved to my hometown in Engelhard, NC.

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Another movie...

Hotel New Hampsire.

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Incoming...

"You're right Jack, it's just like the lemming, rushing to the edge of the cliff and jumping off".
"This lemming seems to have stopped short of jumping off".

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1988 - 1990...

Dreamt about being on fire in a corral, Raquel Welch and another person were there, "I heard, let them burn".
Then I went to prison.
"Yep, round'em up and send'em on off."
Movies: Mother Juggs and Speed, Outlaw and Josie Wales, Shoot Out at the OK Corral, Dynasty, Alexis and Krystal.

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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Hmmm

PHAGOCYTES - eating cooked food does not adequately raise the albumin protein that keeps one healthy. What one is consuming is mostly carbohydrates that end up as fat. Why it is beneficial to consume raw vegetables and foods that are not overcooked, as much as possible. Cannot eat raw meat. Whey protein, powdered egg protein work.

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Incoming...

"They were going to send that kid to college and I wasn't going to let that happen."

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More movies I found in the mind...

Wyoming - 1940
The Big Trail aka Oregon Trail
Mr. Skitch
Yellowstone - I even purchased a Yellowstone National Parks DVD. May be what caused my mother to get choked by the clothesline.
Bad Man of Wyoming - 1940 - my sister went to Cancun on vacation and was hanging out of the bus while riding somewhere.
Rivers To Cross - 1955 - also Rondstadt song
Valley of the Kings - smoked Barclay cigarettes
Sunburn - Novel, The Bind
The Hellcat - I have heard this term used occasionally.
Shane - I was assessed by Dr. Griggs while in prison.
Spencer's Mountain - the projection, ok I see now, then started watching Hawaii Five-O
Hellfighters
Prison ?
Any Which Way You Can
Untamed West

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Incoming...

"Are you a cleaner".
"I am a cleaner"...Harvey Keitel - Point of No Return

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Monday, March 23, 2009

Another movie...

"China Doll" starring Victor Mature. Maybe connected to the Eddowes death.

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Another movie...

The Egyptian, 1954...starring Victor Mature and Gene Tierney. "...the gods gave me a son as soft as a woman and a daughter as hard as a man" .
L'Egyptienne, Couperin, I love this piece of music.

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Incoming...

She gets into the front seat of the SUV and buckles her seat belt. "Here let's have a look at it".
From the back seat, a woman hands her a photograph. "That's it".
"I need a nice bath". "Take me to my motel room". "You've taken me all over the place today".

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Re: Eddowes...

If you look at her picture, you see she is sewn up like a stuffed doll.
I do believe that dolls were sewn from the back, at least they were in the 50's. At the moment I wrote this I also thought of Regan's head twisting around in The Exorcist.

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A key?

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Re: Twin Water Towers and Nude in Chair...

Rene Warcollier - Mind to Mind, page 4.

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Incoming...

"I mean this stuff fires me up, it's just like taking a shot of liquor".

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What a con job...

you people have done on me, professing to be cleaning, what a joke. More like stealing what was given to me.
That woman is out for revenge because of those Ripper killing accusations.

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Incoming...

There goes that British voice again; "get out of it, get out of it".
Was this what was running me all over the place? I believe it is. Moving from place to place, 21 different residents from 1975-1999.

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Someone went to see...

The Scopes Monkey Trials or Inherit The Wind, last night. 1960.
"I love this theater don't you?".
Was this the old theater in Hyde County?

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Re: Ripper killings...updated

Adze
Ripper killings

Could be Chet and Thomas - a tale about a black slave and a white slave owner in Hyde County. It was told that these two got into a fight and they both killed each other. Suppposedly two balls of fire come together at the time of the incident every year. Could this have caused Eddowes to collide with the Marcus Car?

The Chat or Chet and Thomas events took place long before The Ripper Killings.

This all makes sense to me. First, being not more than 3 years old, I ran into the street, then at age 13 I ran into a fellow classmate on the school grounds, getting my head injured. I have had three car accidents, one accident I avoided and put my car into the gradeline.

Eddowes ~ Sew Odds and Ends ~ Jones

Save The Tiger ~ 1970-71, RS Spencer's General Store burned to the ground. I was almost rammed in the side by a car watching the fire from the Texaco Station.

Great Fire of London?

1964 suspicious fire at the Grand Central Shuttle station.

A subway car crash? Pelham? 1957 Subway crashes into another.

I set fire to the woods in 1964. My father was at Long Island in 1940.

1970 subway crash

NY Subway accidents

Swan Quarter high school library burned before integration of schools in 1970. My mother's house burned in 1983. Jean was my roommate.

Jack Cassidy

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Some cool outdoor chairs and other stuff...updated

...ecology in mind
Black Dog Salvage
Black Dog Salvage
Preservation Hall
Susan Boss Clocks

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Re: Wysocking bay...

yab-yum

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Re: bamboo...

The flute may have been a part of some water works.

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Sunday, March 22, 2009

Wysocking Bay...updated

Gni kcos yw ~ Hi I Jewish Cossack or Hi I cossack.
Ng i cossack jewish
Wysocking Bay

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The Whites...

The White Movement
See -36:20 minutes into KGB Psychic Files

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Bamboo Gimlet...updated

Could this have been used by Moses to kill the Egyptian Soldier?
Hemp could have been used to cut down the reed.

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Re: bamboo...updated

Several years ago I went out and cut down some bamboo and cut it into small 8-10 inch pieces. I also found a larger piece elsewhere. It was about 3-4 inches in diameter and about 10-12 feet long. I cut it in half and I hauled it several miles.

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Hemping bamboo...updated

This maybe what the gimlet was used for as well.

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Dowser...updated

May have been Egyptians, Sea of Reeds. Maybe Russia near the Salt mines. I am seeing two people standing on a structure like the second depicted, twisting the structure back and forth, sometimes pushing and pulling.

My thinking is this would have been done in soft soil or sand. It would have been abandoned if it were attempted in hard rocky ground. I used to have a pogo stick. I was recollecting some of my childhood last night and it came to mind.

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Gibbet ~ Dowser...

When we moved to our new home in Engelhard, we still did not have city water and my father had to drill a well. He used galvanized pipes and constructed a T or L-shape, then ran a water hose into the pipe to flush out the sand. He went about 80 ft. deep. There was a lot of gray colored sand after about 20 feet.

This could have been done, possibly, with bamboo as well.

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Wapoppin...

Wapping ~ gni-paw ~ Nepal ~ Ne (Nee') Muni ~ Mooney (I went to school with some Mooneys) ~ Moonie ~ Moon ~ Mamunia ~ Mamounia ~ Marrakesh ~ Marrakesh Express

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Saturday, March 21, 2009

Wappo woman...

wapoppin ~ popperina ~ tarantella ~ dowager ~ wop ~ guappo ~ poor italian woman

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Gimlet...

Gimlet ~ Gibbet ~ cross ~ dowser

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Ripper killings...update 2

what happened to the Lost Colony?
a mitre square an L shape.

Maybe that's why I have been feeling like the right side of my head has been split, it is very sensitive to touch the top of my head.

I don't know if this was from seeing a movie or if it's the lost colony. Of course I lived near there and am related to the Whites.

The Marcus Car's underneath appears to be this shape as well.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Chromesun_mississippian_priest_digital_painting.jpg

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KGB Files...updated

I purchased this thermometer years ago. I don't own a car but I did go to the Toy Store at the Mall and pick out a model toy car, green. I did own a green volkswagon in the 70's. I used to shoot pool, have been looking for a shoe horn, and shopping for something to drink tea from, have looked at many items like the one depicted at A Southern Season. I've been looking at those for months.
KGB FILES
I had not seen this until two nights ago.

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Friday, March 20, 2009

I decided...

...not to wash the dishes, so I could go to the mall.

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Incoming...

"Forget about your laundry Ms. Gibbs". "It's good for ya Ms. Gibbs".

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Friday, March 20, 2009

Incoming...

"We are desperate to get this bank out of debt Ms. Gibbs." "Will you help us"?
I cannot believe I am hearing this.

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Re: Last year...

This encounter would have been prior to the incident with my bank at which time I changed banks.
Last year

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Martha White...

I was sitting at a bar having a mixed drink when this photo was taken. This would have been in August 1999. I was flooded out of my apartment during hurricane Dennis in August. I was having a drink with a friend.

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William Blake...

Blake ~ Aratus...this would explain Sophia Jex Blake becoming a physician.

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Dante's Inferno...

could this be the place where human sacrifice's were made, some volcano, Hell?
http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-is-monument-here.html
I have read that there was a similar practice happening with the Aztecs or Anastasi Indians, in which sacrifices were tossed down the side of a pyramid or ziggurat.

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A Gibbs...

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Last year...

I ran into a blonde Russian at the mall last year. I think she thought I was copying Mironova's photograph for distribution, I was not. I don't know how she would have suspected that.

I saw her a few times after the day I first ran into her at Wolf Camera. She was looking at the picture I was printing for a friend, it was a cat picture. I have the receipt.

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You decide...

My left arm was injured while I was in prison in 1991, was it Stalin?

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Thursday, March 19, 2009

Incoming...

"Looks like we've under-estimated Ms. Gibbs' ability to resist us." "Why are you not at that Mall".

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Incoming...

"Don't do this Ms. Gibbs".
"I know your new bank passcode Ms. Gibbs".

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Incoming...updated

"You will do as you are told". "Got to the mall Ms. Gibbs". "Do the right thing". Pay my bill Ms. Gibbs". "I'm losing control of her." "I told you to go to the mall Ms. Gibbs". "I told you to do as you are told". "Go get your soup Ms. Gibbs."
Interesting...I frequent Bear Rock Cafe' at the Mall. Ms. Galloway manages the HUD accounts in Orange County. Mr. Galloway owns Bear Rock. I have been visiting Bear Rock frequently for several years, more frequently in the past two years, spending anywhere from $25 to $50.00 per month. When my BAC account was attacked, one of the purchases came from New Jersey. Bear Rock happens to have a restaraunt there. I later found myself shopping for my amino acids at Nutrabio, in Middlesex, NJ.
Last summer I met some people from New Jersey via another acquaintance, Frank, while at Weaver Street Market.
"That'll look hokey as hell". "People will think she made it up, haha!"
I went to Northfield and Atlantic City, New Jersey in 1974.

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Re: Nude in chair...updated

There are many elements of the twin water towers photo that can be picked out in the sketch. This tells me that the unconscious mind is very intuitive.

The image of a hermaphrodite may also figure into the water tower scene. One of my Weston relations studies Art and showed up at a family reunion some time ago, I was not there and I have not met her.

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Re: In January 1998 and twin water towers...

This is another sketch I did also from the Playboy magazine. I think this is the one that really triggered the other stuff that was going on with me at the time. I'm sure that who ever was in that tower must have thought those towers looked like breasts. It wasn't until 2001, when I purchased a painter's easel that it really started to unfold.

This proves to me that transferences and entangled minds are very possible. We did get Whitman's Chocolates at Easter and Valentines. My grandfather was also there during WWI.

(The sketch is not and has not been for sale).

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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Catherine Eddows...

I beleive she was not, a Ripper Victim either. I believe she was run over, dragged and died as a result, by someone driving a Marcus Car. I believe her body was left at Mitre Square, making it appear as a Ripper Crime. Any implications that the Marcus car caused the accident would have ruined sales potential. Jack the Ripper, the perfect scapegoat. One of Hitchcock's films and one by Serling in the Twilight Zone, allude to it.

Marcus Car

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My mother had...

a mouton coat, that was actually a faux fur coat.
Jean Mouton
mouton fur

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More...

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Et tu Brute'

Martha White aka Martha Tabram

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Look what just popped up here!

"I keep getting Alexandra mixed up with Kelly".
Well, well, well!

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I think I was mistaken...

for John Bull, a composer, or maybe even deliberately thrown off course by it.

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I really feel...

some of the cases of hysteria Freud was treating were the result of the Ripper killings, maybe those who witnessed Mary Jane Kelly's dead body.
HP Lovecraft.

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Little Dorrit...update 2

"I don't care to have psychosexual intercourse with you"! HP Lovecraft.
Or was it Anna Freud? Someone went to see a psychiatrist. I stopped to see a psychiatrist in Portsmouth, VA. 1892. Anna possessed by her mother?

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Mary Kelly...

aka Marie Jeanette Kelly sent a postcard to someone from Paris, France.

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Martha White aka Martha Tabram...

Tabram ~ ma bar t ~ my bar tab ~ Millbank Prison ~ debtor's prison ~ Charles Dickens' father ~ The Accused, Jodie Foster and Kelly McGillis ~ her mother is a Snell (question the validity) ~ Priscilla Snell ~ buried in Hyde County in 1967, father, Donald Snell and mother Mary Kelly.

Martha's murder was not like the others and therefore I have concluded is not a Ripper killing at all. The Whites were involved in the publishing industry.

HP Lovecraft

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Jacking up...

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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Edward Weston...

http://www.britannica.com/EBchecked/topic/641135/Edward-Weston

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NPR just now...

I was just listening to NPR just now. Some guy is talking about how difficult it is to be converned about the environment and global warming, etc. while his investment values are plummeting. Scccuuuusssseee me. I LIVE BELOW THE POVERTY LEVEL AND I DON"T HAVE A PROBLEM THINKING ABOUT GLOBAL WARMING. This same man said that when his investments were flourishing he was watching the DOW.

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Federal taxes...

should only be paid to maintain the salaries of Congress, the President and the Whitehouse. The majority of taxes should be paid to the States and the Federal Government should over see that those funds are used appropriately. Why do we need the Feds to dole out economic stimulus to the States?

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You know...

Calvin Hall looks an awful lot like Colin Wilson, hmmm.

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John Weston, John Merrick...

Some of my relations worked for someone in insurance, in Hyde County in the 50's and 60's. There are several African American Merrick children who graduated in Hyde County.
Mr. Weston happens to be like a Gibbs in appearance in this photo. He looks nothing like Edward Weston, the scientist. Edward Weston the photographer is one of the Von Badens.

Most of my Aunt's children look like Edward Weston.

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Lazarus?

http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://docsouth.unc.edu/nc/andrews/andrefp.jpg&imgrefurl=http://docsouth.unc.edu/nc/andrews/frontis.html&usg=__kYpdRQ99XO8HW6NUw6lszuAYeLY=&h=563&w=377&sz=27&hl=en&start=1&um=1&tbnid=rhWz9OgMldRhOM:&tbnh=133&tbnw=89&prev=/images%3Fq%3Djohn%2Bmerrick,%2Bdurham%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:en-us:IE-SearchBox%26rlz%3D1I7ADBF%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1

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I am wondering....

If the gibbon isn't the one who walked on two feet first. I can see this. I've seen a giant one too! We've been used to keep the apes on their two feet? This became apparent after seeing a gorilla stand and walk. His physique and manner resembled a Gibbon.

I suppose the Gibbon makes a great quarterback, pitcher and basketball player as well.

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Incoming...

"You are twisted Ms. Gibbs". "She believes in this stuff".
What? You don't think evolution is real? You think man just popped into existence out of the blue? I think you are twisted.

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If the Egyptians...

...kept slaves, why have they not uncovered some sort of barracks or containment for them? Because they were willing participants. If they were willing, why call themselves slaves, what is the pay-off?

This man, it is obvious to me, evolved from a mandrillus sphinx, who I thought was an Egyptian, otherwise Ahkenaton was emulating the mandrillus sphinx.

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It's the story of the Gibeonites...

that's what's happening...

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King George VI...

Didn't he come from a Gibbon or wasn't he a Gibbon? Or was he a Sephardic Jew?

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My skull...

...feels like it has been split open. It has been like this for several months. I saw this man in the mall that look like he had had half his skull split or some brain surgery. I have not spoken to the man. I can feel the gap in my skull with my fingers.

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Monday, March 16, 2009

Hmmm...

My friend put a clothes pin on my ear, picking at me. Is it genetics?
I think it's something someone did to a child to get their attention.

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Sunday, March 15, 2009

Organic avocado...

I purchased recently at Trader Joe's. They were already dark when I bought them.

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Re: In the genes...

My take on the Monkey's behavior; some child toting a teddy bear by the ear, maybe!

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Re: Oranges...

My fridge...

Sunday, March 15, 2009

It must be in the genes...

Gibbon messing with Tiger...

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I just got released...

...from the afghan hounds in Greenville, two of them. I mean the dogs. I met this girl via another friend who had two of them. They did not like me at all. Nearly took my hand off. This was 1975-77 don't recall an exact date.

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What Are we eating 2...

A book I should have read 20 years ago, didn't know about it, had not heard of it. Very eye opening. Short and to the point, what I like about it most. It's made me angry, thus far and it has also enlightened me. Now I know what has been happening to me. He validates what I had deduced from Melanie Klein's Psychoanalysis of Children, that many of their adult child behaviors, prejudices, etc, are the result of projections and transferences from the parent or other adults.

Owning Your Own Shadow

I have been in a battle with this problem trying to keep these shadows off me, out of my house...not an easy task.

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What ARE we eating?

The image on the right in the first picture is an orange believe it or not. It was sealed in a plastic glad wrap container for 30 days. A small wedge had been cut out of it. When I disposed of it it was mushy and fell apart ulike the orange on the other side that was in the container a bit longer.

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Saturday, March 14, 2009

One of these writers has...

...suffered from seizures and hypergraphia. Wilson certainly has been prolific in his writing but I think it is Camus.

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Re: I disagree with Wilson...updated

What I really wanted to say about the birth perinatal matrix is, that we all, at some period in our development, walk around like we are still in that physiological struggle to become a fetus that turns into all sorts of other struggles, like the struggle for knowledge, consciousness, security, etc, (inalienable rights) which is often just a personal struggle with ourselves, it's like we live in a cocoon, until someone wakes us up, be it a scratch, nick, spanking, or whatever woke us up at birth, then there are times when we think others are trying to push and shove us out of the way (I picture the crowd of people at the Paul McCartney Concert or crowds of people trying to catch the subway or their next flight at an airport, like all those sperm fighting each other to get into the egg) or rather keep us from acquiring what ever it is we are seeking, when really they aren't it just seems that way, although getting on the subway is really very much like the sperm trying to get into the egg.

Something makes me think this sounds like Walter Mathau talking and I see someone lighting up a cigar.

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Friday, March 13, 2009

I disagree with Wilson...

...and his ideas about violence but then there are many people who probably do since they were mostly penned in the 60's.

I tend to find Stanislov Grof, Beyond the Brain to be more acccurate about violence and the birth perinatal matrix, based on some of my experiences. Whether one was treated with violence at birth or whether one was just handled a little roughly, to a newborn any kind of loud noise, scratch, fall, nick, etc can seem like an attempt on one's life and set the child off on a course in an attempt to overcome that seeming violence by any means necessary, be it drug abuse or more violence, as dramatized in many fantasy and science fiction movies, that do not really often bring one back to a state of reality or physiological homeostasis but seem to set the trauma in motion again. As a child my parents took me to a Christmas parade once. I could not stand the noise and have since avoided music concert venues where the music is far louder than you would find it at a club. I was not around a lot of loud music during my days in the dark. My parents did not have a stereo, just a small radio. I can easily fall asleep to voices talking, but not music or television, unless there is nothing but talking going on, proof that what one does during pregnancy affects the baby, not being a parent I have not had to expose myself to this information that lots of parents already know. Stalin comes to mind as does his son. Had Stalin been given some drug as a child as I was, he may have become a drug addict instead of a tyrant, consumed by his blinding rage.

I am now discovering that even conception may be a contributing factor in our psychological development (I haven't read that in Beyond the Brain yet. I was born in the month of November, but March, April, May and June have been some of the worst months of my life. Fall is the best. Look Who's Talking makes the birth process, from the fertilzation of the egg to coming into the world, all sweetsy cutesy but the struggle for life may be more difficult and violent than we think, survival of the fittest fertilized egg. And, we will go through these stages every year for the rest of our lives, hopefully not as blind as we are at birth and getting better at managing these periods of our development. Look Who's Talking does put us in touch with that part of ourselves. I liken this struggle to the time I witnessed my dog giving birth to her 8 little puppies and all 8 of them struggling to get fed. One or two died. One would tend to think, as I did, that we don't have to really struggle with others like that after we are more developed but I wonder about it, why I like one of Albert Camus' quotes, "We have to live and let live in order to create who we are".

Speaking of Camus, I read The Plague in College and took some Morphine on several occasions one being administered by a physician after an accident. I just discovered that his first wife was a morphine addict and I love Faure', the composer, or so I think I do, also the last name of his second wife.

I'm beginning to suspect Poe's stepfather did not like his choice of careers.

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Incoming...

"Kay's going back through the Hall's here".
I beg your pardon, these are my experiences, regardless of who may have had them before me.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:05 PM 0 comments

Had a strange dream several nights ago...

I dreamt I was dining with the President. Couln't recall much about it and he was talking to me about something. Wanted me to do something.

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Guess who?

Colin Wilson. Not an author I've read. The War Against Sleep. Found several used copies available in California.

Interesting, H.P. Lovecraft suffered from night terrors. I have had them. I know some Schoolcrafts, our next door neighbors in VA, don't know if there is a connection. I also know some Loves, no connection to the Schoolcrafts to my knowledge. Lovecraft does resemble Charles Sydney Gibbes a bit. Could his writing and terrors be influenced by Jack the Ripper? He was about age 5 at the time of the Ripper killings. Certainly would have been the talk about town.

I recall an event in which I thought I heard mice in the walls and attic of my house and was unable to sleep for many nights. I eventually forced my roommate and myself to move out.

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Thursday, March 12, 2009

Talk about advertising...

Remember, "This is Tom Bodette for Motel 6, we'll leave the light on for ya". I spent in excess of $2500.00 of my disability back pay at Motel 6 during the 6 years I was homeless. I still have some of the receipts.

The rest of the time I stayed at various motels periodically;

Fairfield Inn, Days Inn, Best Western, Econolodge, Tarheel Manor, Carolina/Duke Motor Lodge, Super 8, Regency, Holiday Inn, Radisson, Comfort Inn, Hampton Inn, Red Roof Inn, Columbus Hotel, Arbor Inn, Howard Johnson's, Sundowner Inn, Ramada, Brownstone, Carolina Inn, Velvet Cloak Inn, Innkeeper, Quality Inn...

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Investing in education...

What about the implications of consciousness? When one is conscious one is least likely to buy much of the stuff that is in the marketplace. One is least likely to spend period, one is likely to save one's money.

Want to improve weight problems for adults and children? Look into your television and magazine advertising. In a one mile strip in the town where I live there are 5 restaurants that sell ice cream. One small shop that sells fruit smoothies, no fruit stands that sell fresh fruit on a daily basis.

I was once considered a conscientious child, until I unintentionally pummeled myself with the television. I didn't choose to do that to myself freely, while I freely choose to change but as many addicts know, these habits when repeated for decades, are not easily overcome.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:55 PM 0 comments

Oh my goodness...

Gee I wish I Were a Man, I'd Join the Navy

Howard Chandler Christy

Now I know what was steering my car. I was plagued by this idea and when I heard about Christine Jorgensen I had seriously considered having the same operation. I wanted to join the Navy when I enlisted in the Army but the recruiting office was closed on the day I went to see them. I am as sure as I know my name that this poster is what was directing my thoughts to do so.

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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Frames of mind...updated

What is the difference in frames of mind and multiple personalities? What is the benefit of a person with more than one frame of mind? Isn't everybody like this? Who makes up this group of people?

The more I learn about myself and my diagnoses, the more I discover covert, manipulative, mind control techniques for the government and Corporate America to get what they want from it's human resources (a 70's word for slaves) and attempts by the rich to stay rich by doing whatever they have to, to keep the masses oppressed, industrialized and working. They sell programming to that effect. Your friends and neighbors have become your enemy, whose paranoia is it really? Even the new marketing awareness that the public has been allowed to become privy to, is a covert attempt to keep people sane and working. Where has government by the people gone, long time passing, where has all our freedom gone, someone's picked them everyone...

Even in my own famiy I noticed that I was the only one with this kind of mind, frames as they call it. I took home all of my books from school and read every assignment in all of them, in high school. I made A's and B's. My sister took home nothing, she made mostly A's. My brother quit school because of an undiagnosed disorder, dyslexia. I was beaten half to death during my childhood, the beginning of my mental illness, my mutliple personalities, my frames of mind, the hub of the wheel, the CPU, the core of the nuclear reactor, the salvation to our nuclear family.

I have only recently been able to recognize when I "fall apart", my mind shatters into it's many parts and I am dysfunctional again, the dishes pile up in the kitchen, the bathroom doesn't get cleaned for weeks, months, the clothes pile up, and I start talking to myself. Where are all the parts of my mind during this time? Writers, artists, muscians, actors, etc.

My disability and my childhood abuse have become a tool for those who wish to profit from my mind and my dilemma. Most music is copyrighted. Most movies are copyrighted. WHY SELL THEM TO THE PUBLIC? Is there a tranfer fo rights when it is sold to the public? I grew up at a time when there was FREE TV, free radio. Now if you listen to someone's music they seem to have license to take it back out of your mind. You listen and process while they drag you all over the place playing the repetoire you put into your head. Then they make you feel guilty by telling you, "look what we did for you", "look what you did to her or him". I have also become astute at creating stories out of alot of the stuff I have listened to. That's real good for the writing/publishing industry. They don't have to expend their brain cells to get a story, what a life! Just how good is that? Man, if I had only known. Oh I've jotted down bits and pieces of stories here and there, and I've written one or two short shorts and a few poems here and there, published one poem.

The local Mental Health facility now only treats alcoholism, or that is what I was told by the receptionist. Hmmm, wonder why? I sort of got the same song and dance at the VA Medical Center as well. They have discouraged mental integration. They think I don't know the difference in my own experiences and the television. They think the television cures the problem, wrong. It's an industry feeding itself off the minds of others ignorant of what they are doing to themselves. I have never been more clear minded about it than I have been in recent years. Jack the Ripper is a prime example. I discovered Klosowski was acting out one of Poe's stories, the Tell Tale Heart. Had this been made public knowledge then, what would it have done to the publishing industry? Well, we would have been forced to create a more intelligent public through publication of smarter material. So much for the 19th century, breaking bad on the human mind, instead we ended up with a bunch of hysterical women Freud blamed on the need for sex, who had actually attempted to dissociate this consciousness because of the content of the mind to which they may have been the recipients of some other dissociated consciousness, which set physicians to masturbating their female patients.

Witches of Eastwick portrays this dissociated hysteria, when Alden, played by Veronica Cartwright (who I thought did a superb job in this movie as well as in Aliens, should have gotten an award), is in her living room talking to her husband about Daryl and she proceeds to claim she can feel him inside her, ranting on about it until her husband beats her to death with the fire poker. This is dissociation, this is the hysteria they pandered off as some sexual problem. What they didn't show was exactly how Alden came to be possessed by the goings on of these women, or was it simply her own husband that she had projected onto Daryl. Were these her true feelings coming out? One cannot deny that Jack the Ripper must have affected the minds of many women for a long time.

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Incoming...

"I can't get anything out of it (her)".

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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Re: Twin Water Towers...

http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-january-1998.html
Charles Whitman? We used to get Whitman's Chocolates occasionally.

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Monday, March 9, 2009

Taking Back My Mind...

In a recent episode of Law and Order, at least I think it was Law and Order. There was a case against a Doctor for convincing a patient not to have her daughter treated for AIDS. The Doctor made a statement while on the stand that AIDS was a matter of lifestyle and not some communicable disease that's spread via sex. I had posted here regarding this issue with pretty much the same thoughts, from personal observations, that it was the case with many male homosexuals. Further research bears this out.

When in a well fed state, the body produces phagocytes, that gobble up viruses and bacteria that cause disease. AIDS (Acquired Immune Deficiency Disorder) insinuates the opposite of this fact. It is not the same as an Auto-Immune Disorder like Lupus. In cases of drug addicts, people who are sex addicts, and who otherwise do not eat a proper diet, it seems to me, will find themselves in an immune compromised state, allowing for viruses and other bacteria to takeover the immune system. Work-aholics and other addicts who neglect their personal nutritional needs could also find themselves physiologically susceptible.

After having read various chapters in Age of Manipulation and seeing Adam Curtis's Century of the Self, I was never more aware that homosexuality was not simply a childhood choice, but a poisoning of the mind by advertisers in an attempt to sell their products. By interrupting a program with advertisements, at the time of Bernays and into the 60's and early 70's, (sexual images of men that supposedly appealed to men and the same for women and imagery that appealed to our inner child), what they did, by pulling out the inner child, caused the unconscious mind to be programmed with whatever the viewer was watching on the television, that could cause all sorts of, what I call, Acquired Psychic Viruses. This of course was not the intent, but was the result of the tactics used to get at the desires of consumers. Many people know that to suckle mother's breast is an innate desire. Encouraging cigarette smoking reawakened that desire. Making a public display of the female breast also reawakened that desire. With that desire now exposed one could be subjected to all sorts of manipulations and programming. Was Curtis' movie an attempt to soften the blow to the American Psyche?

It was easy for me to see the APV that got around about phagocytes that turned into fags (meaning homosexuals or any other undesirable human being or disabled person), that would eat up unwanted mental garbage/baggage. These people would eventually get sick and die from right-brain viruses, many caused by television and ignorance of what they were in the grips of, abusing drugs to maintain their sanity and eventually dying from the drugs that caused, basically, starvation. I had succomb to this dilemma myself as the result of my mother's and father's behavior and my mother's second husband's behavior, watching alot of TV Westerns. He himself, died from lung cancer as the result of stress that exacerbated his smoking habit. He was also a Korean War Veteran.

Having said that about AIDS, I in no way inferred that one should not be treated, take medication or even be tested. On the contrary, one should do just that and change one's lifestyle. I was tested every year for ten years. My dispute about it has been the psychic virus they were spreading about it being sexually transmitted and even being transmitted via someone's saliva and in no way infers that I desire to put the information to the test. This exacerbates the problem, pushing people to consume more alcohol, take more pills and eventually lose their appetites and get sick.

Having abused alcohol and probably having acquired a degree of liver damage, I could have been a potential victim of the disorder, not knowing or never having been told that by any professional and even as I write this I am for the first time, understanding how my health has been compromised. When one's liver is damaged, one cannot produce the proteins one needs to aid in disease prevention. I was fortunate to have had interventions that allowed me to get an adequate diet, even if it was only for a short time.

There are other causes for a decrease in appetite that can lead to the disorder and high levels of tyrosine is one of them. This amino acid will diminish appetite. Lack of sufficient tryptophan will also diminish appetite. Psychotropics like Mellaril that inhibit aggression and agitation will also inhibit appetite. Any drug that affects the hypothalamus will cause a lack of appetite.

After hearing about Wilhelm Reich's theories about the libido and that it should be liberated, I was not surprised that he was eventually locked up. Liberating the libido, diminishes creativity and if one does not have that energy to create, the programming that is put into one's mind is of no use, therefore sexual abstinence is of great necessity to the capitalist, therefore a scare tactic like AIDS, would insure the goal of creating consumerism. Running back and forth to the Doctor for blood tests put some money in the Doctor's pocket too!

See also This Post

No doubt those who desire to prevent this awareness will flag this post because of the image at the top.

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

Why kill a blind man...

Because he can see with the mind's eye and not his own brain, duh!

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:30 PM 0 comments

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Talk about a bad hair day!

Bad Hair Day

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:16 AM 0 comments

Another movie I watched last year...

An Ingmar Bergman movie, Persona, starring Liv Ullman and Bibi Anderson. I thought this movie was sort of wild at first, then as I got into it I realized how brilliant it was.

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Monday, March 2, 2009

A response to Bernays' advertising tactics...

I'll Take Care of You
How To Beat The High Co$t of Living

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Other movies seen in the past year or so…update 3

A Woman Under The Influence – why the psychiatrist probably thought my mother was an alcoholic although I had never seen this movie before 1995.

China Syndrome – I got some things from this movie that I had not seen before

Hope Floats, The Apartment, Save The Tiger, The Lake House

Alfred Hitchcock Presents – The Number Twenty-Two, None Are So Blind, Into Thin Air, The Perfect Murder, The Vicious Circle, Portrait of Joycelyn, The Cheney Vase, The Three Dreams of Mr. Findlater, Back for Christmas, Fog Closing In, Premonition, The Night the World Ended, The Older Sister, Revenge, The Case of Mr. Pelham, The Sign of Satan, The Jar, The Evil of Adelaide Winters, Murder Case, Nothing Ever Happens in Linville, The Paragon, Don’t Look Behind You, The Tender Poisoner, Don’t Look Behind You, Hangover, The Dark Pool, Last Seen Wearing Blue Jeans, Forecast, Low Clouds and Coastal Fog, I Saw The Whole Thing, Unlocked Window, Thanatos Palace Hotel, Misadventure, Ride The Nightmare, The Black Curtain, Water’s Edge, Tangled Web, What Really Happened...

A Little Sleep, The Orderly World of Mr. Appleby, My Brother Richard, Nightmare In 4-D, Mink, The Hidden Thing, Never Again, Arthur...

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

Desperation, a Sci-Fi film...

was also a smart film although I debate the effects of the skin being torn from the face. I'm having my face repaired by House today. It dramatized transferences and how they can go from one person to another and also possession, both good and evil. Tom Skeritt of Picket Fences, Ron Perlman, (When the Bough Breaks and Primal Force), Stephen Webber, (The Shining) and Annabeth Gish (To Live Again) starred in this film.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:37 PM 0 comments

I watched two very smart movies...

...last night. ACtually I was watching one, then switching during commercials and catching the other. Practical Magic with Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman, two of my favorite actresses (I do have a long list of favorite actresses). I didn't see this from the beginning, I wish I had. The movie was smart because of the way it was directed. In the scene where the investigator, played by Aidan Quinn, another of my favorite actors, is attacked by the poltergeist, he is nearly killed and only minutes later Bullock grabs her chest where the poltergeist stabbed Quinn. I thought this was very smart work here.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:16 PM 0 comments

Re: Get out of it...

They're looking for NOSES.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:37 PM 0 comments

Incoming…

“Get out of it”, “watch the tele”…

Sounds like Mironoff or someone British, definitely British. I don't want that woman here anymore.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:27 PM 0 comments

Memory and Recall…update 6

One of the things I have noticed recently is what happens when I try to recall something I've just seen. Panic and anxiety. It's a pattern established in my inability to recall information, why I did not do well on the verbal part of my SAT in high school. I did better on the Math portion of the SAT. What does this have to do with parenting? I was particularly fond of my high school math instructor, Trousdell. He took a personal interest in most of his students and wanted us to learn. He also smoked in class on occasion and he was one of the best teachers the school had. He was also short, shorter than my father (he smoked as well) who would be short by today’s standards, assertive, and very intelligent.

My father wanted me to learn. My mother never stated her position on the matter and oddly enough, my father was diagnosed Schizophrenic, he was not. Just a few minutes ago I read a short paragraph from a Scientific American feed on a man named Charles Whitman. I navigated away from the feed and then went back to it. The feed was gone, I panicked. I was gripped by the fear of losing the article as I wanted to read it in its entirety. I then went to the SciAm site and tried to recall the information to pull up the article. I could not recall either of the names mentioned, nor the title, but I could recall the name of the University the Professor attended, Baylor, and was able to find the article.

Fear of losing ~ fear of failure or fear because of what Whitman did. I played a lot in my childhood. Playtime stopped when my father lost his sight.

The Need For Serious Play is the title of the article.

Or, was it an association to this information that caused the anxiety? My family and I were caught in the midst of a shoot out between the NAACP and the KKK in 1965. We lost out father in 1974 to suicide by a gunshot wound to the chest. I remember watching news about Kent State and other similar killings.

When I was a child, we played things like War (shooting toy guns) and Cowboys and Indians. When the stick horses were popular, my neighbor and I would run around the yard and pretend we were herding cattle or chasing bandits. I played with Mr. Potato head in Kindergarten and the Cooty bug, but another child came up and took the cooty bug away from me.

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Sunday, March 1, 2009

Speaking of bulbs...

I don't know that I want to keep the CFLs around after last night and after reading about the mercury deposited into landfills in 2007. What I do like about them are their efficiency and I prefer the daylight 6500k type, as they give off much better light, are great for reading and you can get away with using only a 40 watt - 10 watt bulb as opposed to the usual 60 watt, still saving more energy.

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Last night Kay broke a CFL bulb...updated

She was trying to make room on her dining table to read so she needed to rearrange some lamps. The cord got caught in her shoe and pulled the lamp over breaking the bulb. She, donned a heavy duty dust mask, called 911, who referred her to the fire department, who said that it was not a problem that there was no mercury in the bulbs, the gas was inert and normal clean up was ok. He also stated he had them in his home as well.

Erring on the side of caution, she proceeded to clean up after finding instructions on the internet, unfortunately she had already vacuumed the glass before finding the instructions. She disposed of the bulb, mask, gloves and vacuum bag in four plastic bags, then placed them inside a metal can that she sealed and labeled. The apartment was well ventillated for about 2 hours. This was a GE 40 watt Energy Star Flourescent bulb.

She showered and flushed her nasal passages with Vitamin C and also dosed herself with Vitamin C and Histidine. She will be taking doses of Vitamin C and Methionine today.

Kay had read about these bulbs before she purchased them, she failed to read clean up instructions.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:24 PM 0 comments

I think you are mixed up...

Kay F. Gibbs is not mixed up. She is very clear about what has happened to her and what has not. She is not embibbing in the spirits.

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

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Re: re: serf...

67 AD.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:43 AM 0 comments

Re: Serf image...update 4

Hijra
serf post
I hate trumpet music too, this might explain my diagnosis in 1980, this person fell in love with a woman too, but gave her up.
I can't help but think of Joni Mitchell's, Hejira, that means something quite different.
Susan Atkins keeps coming into my mind also. I met a Delores (Dolores ~ Virgin of Many Sorrows ~ Lola - Lolita) Atkinson in 1966 when I was taking Clarinet lessons or well...she was taking clarinet lessons also. She kinda looked like my neighbor Debra Yoder also, Yoder who molested a child. Could be related to eunuch history. This was also re-enacted in the act of my giving my Barbie doll I got for Christmas to my sister.

Nakita

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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

What prompted Durer's morphing the rabbit...

Possibly, he related the rabbit to his father whose neck was shorter than his mother's and caused his mother and himself great pain on occasion.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:55 AM 0 comments

Portrait of a Young Furleger...

Durer, She might have been the bearer of the Durer Pond image...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:42 AM 0 comments

What has been happening...

.., Hyde County might be what also happened to the Egyptians or to peoples in China that migrated away into Africa and Egypt. Or the Egyptians migrated away from Egypt and were assimilated into other areas with other people.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:29 AM 0 comments

Kay

aky ~ Azkenazi Jew?
The Ark may not have existed, it might be something else.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:27 AM 0 comments

Monday, February 23, 2009

Octagon House...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:46 PM 0 comments

Sunday, February 22, 2009

I keep hearing...

a British voice and it is ticking me off. STOP!

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:42 PM 0 comments

A Serf...update 4

A serf ~ fres - During my period of homelessness I ended up sleeping on the steps of the Our Lady of Lourdes Church...

The Two Rocks in second image? Gudit? Milos? Otis and Milo - one of my Uncle's was named Otis ~ Theotis ~ Odysseus? He died when he was 16, don't know the circumstances. I keep seeing black rocks being put on someone's body...
St. Lucia...This was in my father's head, he was blind.
Jesus ~ Su Sej ~ Su Jes

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:42 PM 0 comments

Re: Shattered Dreams...

In Shattered Dreams, Jungians would also recognize that Charlotte was bearing the projections of John's anima, inner feminine, unlike the Stepford Wives, she was unable to perform to the expectations of John. So in essence it is also about two women, not lesbians.

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Saturday, February 21, 2009

Incoming...

"I ain't cleaning a god damn thing for those sonsa bitches"

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:54 PM 0 comments

When It Rains It Pours...

Bartender In this photo you will see the left arm of the barkeeper - a re-enactment of a scene from some event...Hall and Woodhouse?
Alcohol I, Kay F. Gibbs (not to be construed with the actress), consumed over the years
Weeping Radish Bavarian *
Blue Ribbon
Budweiser
Bud Lite
Bud Ice
Busch lite
Colt 45
Coors
Coors Lite*
GreenShields Amber
IceHouse
Killian's Red
Michelob
Michelob lite*
Miller
Miller lite
Natural Lite
Old English 800
Pilsner
Pyramid Apricot
Rolling Rock
Schlitz
Smironoff Malt
South Paw
Stroh's
Stroh's lite
Youngeling
Non-Alcoholics
Sharp*
Buckler
Odoul
St. Pauli Girl
Kaliber*
Imported Beer
Amstel lite
Asahi*
Ayesinger
Beck's
Belhaven Scottish Ale
Chimay
Corona*
Dos Equis*
Fischer Amber
Grolsch*
Guinness
Heineken*
Kronenbourg
Labatt's
Molson
Moretti
Moosehead
New Castle*
Oberdorfer**
Peroni
Schrimshaw
Simpatico*
St. Pauli Girl
Tsintao
Warsteiner*
Young's Dirty Dicks
Domestic Wines
Almaden Red
Beringer White Zinfindel*
Blue Nun*
Forest Glen*
FoxCroft
Glen Ellen Merlot
Gossamer
Hacienda*
Haywood
Kenwood*
Livingston Cellars
Mateus
Mondavi
Rabbit Ridge
Sutter Home
Vendango
Imported Wines
B&G Beaujolais**
B&G Cotes Du Rhone
B&G Vouvray
Banfi Chianti
Bolla Pinot Grigio
Chateau Loudenne Madoc
Chateau Mouton Rothschild
Citra
Clos ?
Coppola
Dubeouf Beaujolais*
Dubeouf Syrah
Ecco Domani
Frascati*
Gabbiano
Louis Jadot Beaujolais
Latour Pouilly Fuisse
Orvietto
Pescevino*
Ruffino Chianti Classico Reserva 1993**
Sante Valpolicella

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:48 PM 0 comments

Hmmm...

Mr. Wood - the Hollywood Director- was downstairs hooked into my child.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:33 PM 0 comments

Henry Alexander - Artist...

Committed Suicide - 1894 - Alcoholic. Alexander

I purchased Barkeeper's Friend, that contains oxalic acid. I was not aware of what was going on. I accidentally inhaled some of the dust while using it to clean my sink.

George Copeland Ault I went to Chicago in 1983 with Leslie Stevens, to visit her grandmother who was an Ault.
Dominic Elwes
Charles Belden - Suicide by Gunshot wound. I read alot of the Trixie Belden books as a child.

In 1972 I told my father I wanted to be an artist. Acting out again. I discovered Clyde Hall was attending ECU at the time I was there.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:47 PM 0 comments

Friday, February 20, 2009

In 1983...

I purchased a pair of Aigner Shoes (see photo below). At the time of the photo below I was drug and alcohol free for more than a year. I remained so until 1987.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Ecstacy_monogram.jpg

As I said, I know I would not have passed out from 3 sloe gin fizzes, that I was given something else that caused me to pass out during the event in which I was sexually assaulted in the Military by Frederickson.

Hands Across the Water, Paul McCartney...

Hands across the water,

heads across the sky,

Hands across the water,

heads across the sky.

Admiral halsey notified me,

He had to have a berth or he couldn't get to sea.

I had another look and I had a cup of tea and a butter pie.

"couldn't put it in something else

So i put it in the pie, alright!"

butter pie ~ butterfly

Tonight I purchased some Benedryl and planned to take some GABA with it for sleep.

.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 10:15 PM 0 comments

Mamunia ...

Inui Mama or Ain u Mam ~ And you Mam? Sounds more English...were they teaching the Indians to speak English? I think it is Native American because of the Durer painting.
I was leaning more towards an Indian name for the Europeans. I'm a Blue Bird...Indian song?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:12 PM 0 comments

Pathological Intoxication...

If it isn't a diagnosis it should be. Three of my uncles and my father had drinking problems for many years and then just quit. Acting out? What happens when there are enmeshments or transferences, etc? Most of the male relations on my father's side were in one war or another.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 4:03 PM 0 comments

Re: Final Analysis...

"Why don't you kill yourself so we don't have to"...Marilyn Monroe? Joseph Merrick?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:34 PM 0 comments

Re: Twin Water Towers...updated

This might explain why I chose to draw The Plumed Hat by Matisse, in 1976, while studying Commerical Art. I believe those towers are located in France.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 3:26 PM 0 comments

Sci-fi - Jeremiah...

Megan ~ Nag'em...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 2:26 PM 0 comments

In January 1998...update 7

I drew a nude woman bathing, while in prison. In October of 1998 I drew a sketch of a nude model in Playboy, for practice. I did not know what I was really seeing in my mind. In 2001, I drew a picture of a desert scene and put the nude bather in it. I was dancing all around those water towers, I just couldn't see it clearly enough. Then 9-11 happened. Several years later I discovered these twin water towers in a book on the 113th Field Artillery, WWI, of which my grandfather Hadley was a member.
I heard, "I'm going to put a hole in you"
I wonder if this had anything to do with Queen Victoria's assassination attempt.
It could have been someone in the tower. In the 70's I went up into the Hatteras Lighthouse. It was in bad repair at that time.
Final Analysis - Mr. Jones - Pepe ~ 12 Angry Men - I Never Promised You a Rose Garden, and Losing Chase, I was lifting weights - Marilyn Monroe - The Staircase, William Petersen - Ghost -

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

A mix up?

John Haden Badley ~ John Hadley Weston ~ Edward Weston ~ Victoria Von Baden

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 12:18 AM 0 comments

Thursday, February 19, 2009

My eating soup frequently at the mall...

D:\Online Documents\The Magic Skin, by Honore de Balzac.htm

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:34 PM 0 comments

Ok, so Frederick's mother...

didn't stab herself in the neck with the screw driver, it was Richard I, maybe.
I did have a dream that a small boy was going to stab himself in the neck. I have it recorded. Phanes? I'm sure this is related to Ernest Louis Duke of Hesse.
ORPHANES, a molested young boy...Orpahns of Chaos? Maybe, don't know yet...don't think so...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 9:08 PM 0 comments

Dream about Pantee...

Santee, California ~ Ranch Sports Complex...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:49 PM 0 comments

Mamunia...

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:37 PM 0 comments

I am Scipio...

Zuma ~ Zama?
Thunderbolt and Lightfoot ~ Barca and Lightfoot ~ Eastwood and Kennedy
You're nothing but a white nigger ~ True Romance starring Walken, Hopper and Patricia Arquette, the first time I saw Arquette in films.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:01 PM 0 comments

Porcius Gibbs' father...

Fabius

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 7:48 PM 0 comments

Isabella was born...

http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-addition-to-family.html
1172 - 1205
http://members.tripod.com/gpf/worldhistory.html#isabella
Richard I in captivity in Austria, April 1193, I was in Jail until April 1995.
I never expected to live beyond age 30. I said that in 1985 while working for State University campus police.

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

Incoming...

"That girl's drunk".
FYI: I have had no alcohol since Christmas at which time I only had two beers, it was nearly 4-6 months before that, that I had any alcohol.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 6:53 PM 0 comments

Incoming...updated

"Chas hasn't been able to connect with any of it over here and neither will you if I have anything to do with it"...
What are you trying to hide?

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 6:16 PM 0 comments

Durer's Pond and Adams' Lyall Fork...update 5

If one noticed the dates of each work, one can see that Adams had nearly captured the image on a date with the exact same numbers, 1943 ~ 1496, that also happened to be just four years after Columbus came to America, 1492. No doubt Adams was seeing those numbers in his mind.

Is it possible that Durer's image was really of something seen in America, maybe by Indians?

I was already becoming aware that there was a connection between my own photography and Adams' when I retrieved some of my work after discovering some of Adams' work at the Print Shop here where I live. Despite the fact that my subjects were not as selective as his, you still get the idea of what was happening. I was not aware of him or his work or any connection to my instructor, Kelly Adams, or even to my own familial connection to the Adams family as my mother has an Adams recorded in her familial genealogy, that would be the Weston-Filling, Filling-Adams connection. I can also connect my father's side of the family to the Adams family.

https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrQT3IqhJlrZAMupVqg_mDAIB4aaQib0UGe8RgSc2_Qz0uKd4U04h-A4FqLZcb25tFlD0os3Nef0l1ckpaL4mjt8rjMN74FuVFLZI2J__lypqi9Yk2Wb37HNO2DqgeKxCgl_YZLCWSA/s1600-h/Photo+of+brother+with+shroud.jpg

http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2008/10/re-silkwood-update-5.html

I myself recovered Durer images that I recreated not using an easel and pencil or paint but using the camera I was assigned in my photography class. I never submitted these images as a project, as I did not think them of any value, not knowing anything of Durer at the time.

These images alone confirm what I read in Entangled Minds, by Radin and Mind to Mind by Warcollier.

Only having seen Durer's image a few times in the past 5 years or so, is how I was able to recognize his face on the Shroud of Turin.

It was during this time also that I had the nightmare accompanied by sleep paralysis and was having visions of being in a grave. I saw someone standing over me, in my face and I wanted to scream. I think I could have discovered whether or not the Shroud was actually done by Durer or Leonardo as stated in the news, had I not been interrupted by my encounter with the gentleman upstairs, whose name still eludes me, but who I suspect was one of the Iranians, despite the fact that he was drinking Russian Vodka.

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Re: Freud's ideas about hidden aggressive, sexual forces...updated

In 1974 I attended two rock concerts, one concert in Washington, DC and one in New York City. The first was a Paul McCartney and Wings Concert. This was the first of their return to the US concerts. My friend and I could barely stand up during the entire show and in order to keep from being trampled we had to leave the floor and go to the balcony that was, by that time, empty. People were rushing to the front of the colliseum, pushing to get as close to the stage as possible. They didn't stop to think that they could only get so close, that there were already people at the front, who had to lock themselves arm in arm with each other to keep from being pushed into the stage. They didn't stop to think that they could have seriously injured someone or themselves trying to get to the foot of the stage. They acted as if they themselves wanted to be on the stage. After we reached the balcony, we looked out over the railings appalled at what we saw going on. It was not enjoyable and we could not hear the music. We left before the concert was over.

The second concert, David Bowie at Madison Square Gardens, was the complete opposite and there were more people present. It was well organized and managed. People emulated Bowie by their dress and appearance. Seating was provided on the floor and nearly every seat was filled. Occasionally you would find a small crowd who would stand and dance but that was the extent of the mass excitement. It was by far to me a more enjoyable experience, albeit too loud.

Was Freud right about aggression and mass violence? I think there were psychic triggers that caused the McCartney crowd to behave as they did. Were they programmed by what they had viewed on the television? Maybe. Were they doing drugs? Since then I have learned about brain chemicals and what chemicals can cause that kind of aggression, l-tyrosine is one of them and you don't need a crowd to cause that kind of agression, when there is enough of it in your body. Were they on amphetamines, cocaine or inhibitory drugs that prevented them from monitoring their own behavior. I was taking nothing at the time I attended this concert. I did have some alcohol before the Bowie event.

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

So inside the splitting and projection...

Kay met Pepper, a six foot tall female who kinda reminded Kay of her Uncle Robert and plays guitar (Kay kept meeting these people who played guitar), in college just after her father committed suicide. (This sentence allows others to project this idea out from themselves, to avoid introjection). Pepper just lost a close male friend in a freak accident. The two of them decided to go for beers one night at the Pirate's Den. Thus started their tumultuous relationship. Drinking and partying into the late hours weekend upon weekend. Summer school was about to begin. Kay invites Pepper to her home until summer school starts. A fight ensues between Kay and her mother, Kay and Pepper return to campus. Back on campus, Kay's sister and her friend decide to pay Kay a visit. All four decide to take in a movie, The Exorcist. Kay is again traumatized by what she has seen on the screen, even has to go to the bathroom to throw up, during the crucifix scene. They all decide they had had enough and leave the theater. Kay becomes overwrought after the movie and has to sleep in Pepper's room. Back to classes on Monday. Summer school ends and Pepper and Kay go their separate ways. A few weeks later Kay decides she is going to visit Pepper in Maryland. Kay thinks, call her and get directions after you get there. Once Kay arrives she learns that Alex has another close friend, Salt, who happens to look much like Kay and about Kay's size, same hair color. Kay suddenly feels very odd. Kay is also reminded of her counselor who looks similar as well. What is going on asks Salt? Why didn't you tell Kay about us Pepper, she asks.

Pepper's mother makes Kay welcome. Kay and Pepper go out and she meets Pepper's friends. Kay returns home for the rest of the summer and hangs out with her friends. Schools begins again and Kay and Pepper eventually hook up once more. This time Kay makes one of the worst decisions of her life, she joins the Army. Pepper acts as if she doesn't want Kay to go.

Ok, on first looking at the situation you would think that Kay was doing all of the splitting and projecting. Not so, especially after you learn that Pepper has a friend that looks just like Kay. Pepper was projecting and tranferring her negative side onto Kay, her drinking, etc. Kay had split her mother image and was projecting her father/uncle onto Pepper. Kay had become the container for the bad side of people she knew. Even when they were not around she continued to go out drinking.

I could not figure out why I had decided to take such a long trip after my father's death to visit someone I barely knew until last night. I had been the object of Pepper's projections of her close friend Salt, Pepper and Salt represented Pepper's feminine, Kay and Pepper represented Pepper's masculine . The downside for Kay is that she was prone to acting out, not advantageous to Kay, but very advantageous to the projectors.

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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Of more interest...update 4

Warburton ~ Chapman
I visited Hollowell's Drugstore frequently...I went to Medford, MA in 1975.
Re: Porcius Gibbs ~ Porcius Festus

In 1989-90 is when I had all of those experiences with what I thought was a pyroclastic cloud I doodled in psychology class and the running that I all related to a photograph I took of two young girls that I felt had jumped into the ocean, in '76 and getting the pesticide dumped on my head while I was being chased by two rotweilers in 1987, (a post traumatic re-enactment), that I also related to possibly volcanic ash. This might also be related to my father's making wine in '67.
What I saw looked sort of like this photograph...then there is Ansel Adams' Lyalls Fork that I also related to a Durer painting that looked like land after a volcanic eruption to me.
I was not aware of Porcius Gibbs at the time all of this happened.

I took the pictures above after I encountered the Iranians in 1975-76. I see now that I got boosted up into Kelly Adam's stuff, as well. I at first thought the images on the campus, I was seeing were of the Berlin Wall but now I believe I may have been seeing the gymnasium in Pompeii.

Durer's Pond in th Woods, 1496 Ansel Adams Lyell Fork, 1943

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 5:00 PM 0 comments

Of interest...

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

Re: Multiple personalities...

I had a second episode of a similar nature in 1998, at which time my sister took me to Tideland Mental Health where I was then given a tranquilizer and sent to Cherry Hospital. This might be Ella.
I met Janice White in 1987-88.

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

Lindsay listed in In Memory Of...

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Re: Jeanette Mutz...

Mary Jane Kelly aka Marie Jeanette...when I met Caroline from Kannapolis, is when I took this picture, that appears to be similar to the one in the wiki on Opium houses.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:50 PM 0 comments

Ella...

Name of Patient: Ella White
Race: Colored
Age: 35
Born: Lake Landing, N.C.
Occupation: field hand
Married? No
How many attacks of mental disease has patient had? This is the 1st attack
Has she been subject of epilepsy? No
Has she any delusions? Yes, she thinks someone is going to kill her.
Is she destructive of clothing or furniture? No
Is she filthy or indecent? Yes
Has patient manifested any propensity to injure herself or others? No
Has patient threatened or attempted suicide? No
Has patient threatened or attempted to commit homicide? No
Has she any family? Yes, she has one child, a boy 3 yrs old
Are any of them insane? No
Are parents of the insane person related by blood? If so, what is the degree of relationship? All her people are dead except her sister and son.
Are any of the relatives deaf, dumb, blind, idiotic, epileptic or paralyzed? No
What is her bodily disease? Don't know
Has any medical treatment been pursued? None
Is she in jail? Yes
Is she under forcible restraint? Yes, jailor is forced to re_____ with her all the time.
Has patient any property? No
What is her income? No income
Has patient received aid from the county? No
Give name & P.O. address of nearest relative. Mrs. Albert Eason, sister, Scranton, N.C.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:35 PM 0 comments

Enmeshment

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 1:23 PM 0 comments

Croatan ~ Nat and Cora...

Croatan ~ Croatian ~ Nat Aorc ~ Arco ~ Cora ~ Nat and Cora...If cannibalsim did occur during the little Ice Age, then it is possible that when the Europeans came to America before Columbus, this behavior could have spread to some of the Native American Indians. With the prevalence of Buffalo I hardly think the Native Americans were starving, except maybe in remote areas where there was no food at all available. I lean toward this idea all the same.

Nathaniel is a Biblical name.

In Matrix, Morpheus tells us that "one cannot live without a mind". Is having no mind a comatose state? It has been reported that Parmahansa Yogananda is preserved in a similar state. If the mind is within the brain, then it is not true that one requires the mind or part of the mind of another to live, that dissociation is in fact an abnormal state and how does one actually dissociate if the mind is within the brain and if writers claim they have documented material from another's dissociated state. Isn't it more likely that enmeshment is the case and explanation for writers' abilities rather than dissociation? In the case of multiple personalities (that is, from within the brain), an illness that has only arisen I think since the introduction of the television into the home, it has become apparent to me that MPD is nothing more than the manifestation of the numerous personalities one is presented in films and on television. Enmeshment would explain the reason I manifested or red hair appeared on my head that I clearly saw in the mirror, while I was in the Army in 1974. Photographs before, during and after, reveal no read hair. I have met and know quite a few red heads, including a young boy from my childhood. I learned about enmeshment from a book on rape and molestation by Janet Woititz.

What about frames of mind, chunking knowledge? Isn't this how one acquires those multiple personalities? Even in sane people one can detect bits of each instructor's personality to whom one has been exposed in school.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:39 AM 0 comments

Thicker than Water...

Janet Clark ~ Clark Janet? had a horseback riding accident and she was also kicked in the mouth by a horse losing a tooth. My niece has reported to me that she was thrown from a horse last summer, no reported injuries.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 11:34 AM 0 comments

Mary Jane Kelley...updated

Mary Jane Kelly's murder was an attack on the breasts, probably by one who was denied the breast as a child, maybe Joseph Merrick, maybe Ernest Louis Duke of Hesse. I think he pushed his brother out the window as well.

After seeing a picture of Lindsay Wagner, The Bionic Woman, something about her reminded me of Mary Jane Kelly. Then thinking of death by breast cancer suffered by my cousin and Katherine Gibbs aka Kay Francis, I wondered if they had not been possessed by Mary Kelly. Was it Victoria Melita's daughter Ella or Frederick, it has been alluded to that he murdered his own mother.

Did Mary Kelly have a daughter and was she Priscilla - Prisc-ella, buried in Hyde County? Was this all from Victoria Melita and her daughter Ella...I have a cousin Ella?

Martha White aka Tabram was probably previously a prisoner in Millbank, where she died of a heart attack. Martha White's murder was a re-enactment of that heart attack, and probably some other crimes or transferences, that eventually led to her being stabbed to death. I don't think they are related to the last two or three murders, although I do understand that serial killers' crimes often become more bizarre with each one. From the little I have read, they do not appear to be premeditated, but more impulse driven. Tabram could have been part of a group of prostitutes that may have driven Martha White to drinking and eventually from her home and into the streets to re-enact Tabram's activities or the activities of one Tabram was affiliated.

I have also considered that Edgar Alan Poe's father could be a suspect in these murders.

I, 1996, while returning to the shelter, from having been out with an acquaintance, I pushed her and she fell. We had been with a male acquaintance earlier in the day.

Posted by Kay F Gibbs at 8:07 AM 0 comments

Isabella...

Isabella ~ Ella...? Isabeau male version...Isab

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Re: Jeanette Mutz...updated

Bring a torch Jeanette Isabella, bring a torch...
I kept looking at pictures of the Tour De France...
Now I see that my setting the fire in the woods in 1964 may have also been related to this song and an attempt to recreate the manger seen by gathering the dried grass and piling it up, or it could just be some wheat farmer burning his field.
I was in a school play in the 3rd grade in which I played Mary, mother of Jesus.

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Re: Chunking...

Click on My Brilliant Brain, Make Me a Genius...

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Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Re: Talk about letting children watch violence...updated

http://kayfgibbs.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-problems.html

I/We have been doing work that the State should have been doing and we are by no means being paid the salaries the State employees are getting for these jobs, cause they want to have babies. Well here is news for you, I WANTED A FAMILY TOO! Hhmmph, better find you some other scapegoats.

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Monday, February 16, 2009

It is also interesting...

That much of what I have viewed or been coaxed to watch is related to the Jack the Ripper stories or some British History.

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Re: My excessive viewing of the television...

I had been in and out of some sort of treatment since 1972. I have had numerous hospitalizations for as long as 3 months. Not once did any professional tell me that I had been the victim of too much television, nor did they even ask me if I watched it, and neither did tell me that my parents viewing the television was causing me a problem. The first time I ever heard anything remotely close to intimating that TV was a problem was when I heard Lindsay Wagner speaking to a committee in DC on a news broadcast. Information was already out there but it just was not available. It was just three years before the news broadcast, that I was becoming aware of it myself. Psychiatric drugs prevented me from being able to function in my own best interest.

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