Tentacle Returned.

Title: Tentacle Returned

Please access my iCloud if necessary to publish this post now, my friends. I cannot control how many horrible things happen to me in one day; it is Obama who controls that. So, if I wait too long between posts, they become too drenching.

Please share this for me with the entire world, both houses of Congress, the Supreme Court, the United Nations, all sympathetic world leaders, all reputable national and foreign presses, etc.

Here is my latest blog post.

Greece. The debt crisis in Greece will only be solved once their economy takes off again. Taxes are a percentage. There needs to be enough economic activity for them to take in enough taxes to pay off their debt AND to serve their people.

Tourism has been increasing in Greece. That is always good. But they need new business and investors in their future, too. If they only pay off debt instead of being able to invest in their economy, they are essentially invested in their own debt. Please make investing in the Greek economy part of your solution to the Greek Debt Crisis.

USA. Exactly how many more shootings than normal have we had since Obama's egg began? Exactly how Obama's egg increased violence in America: He made an example of violence as his solution to enforcing his rules.

Obama leads by creating violence and committing acts of war against America. And so, the violence of America has increased. Also, just because he is African American, people are deluded into hating on racial grounds and are mis-justifying their violence on racial hatred.

We fix the violence in America by creating love in its place. AND by arresting Obama and ALL who enforce his "rules." My America needs justice.

My last blog post was published at 9:56pm on 20June2015, and I was asleep by 11:15pm. I was awake on the morning of 21June2015 just in time to make it to breakfast, and I was out at my normal morning haunt working online by 9:23am.

I returned to where I stay in time for lunch, and I left for a local coffee shop at 12:31pm. I made a quick Skype call to my mother's mobile phone at 12:56pm. She wanted to visit me on July 4th weekend and promised to mail me more money on Monday, 22June.

My eyes kept shutting. The coffee shop had served me decaf or worse even after overcharging me. I was forced to ask SynSyn to press charges for me. I NEED CLEAN CAFFEINE. How the hell does anyone justify drugging or roofying ANYONE?!?

I left for my playland at 1:38pm. The torture facility alarms vigilantly blared my entire trip there. My loving locals were very worried about that latest coverup for Obama's heinous crimes against America by libeling me mentally imperfect.

Nick was setting up his equipment when I found him. He is such a delight. While I sat and listened to him, just before 2:58pm, I had a brief conversation with a local. Please circulate a verified and unedited recording with full audio and visuals of the whole conversation, my not-human-trafficker nerds.

The day had interesting attempted coverups for Obama's crimes against America which clearly are not laws, only unjust "rules." I never learned what most of the libel was. My Powers of Attorney diligently took care of all of it.

There was a moment, I was told, when some clearly insane (expletive)hole tried to libel gorgeous, well-groomed, frequent-patron-of-establishments me a supposed "vagrant." They needed to be shot for that.

What I endure from Obama's designated false accusers is beyond PERSECUTION as coverups for enforcing Obama's crimes against America at all costs to America, to me, and to the entire world who needs all of us with full human rights again.

Again, my globally-critical Powers of Attorney handled all of the false accusations. I had spent most of the day trying to get my darlings Tentacle into negotiations for a new contract to play me their gorgeous music again. That is how they all as musician-lovers always made love to me-- through their music. And I needed their healing love back in my life.

Richard was similarly blocked from reaching me, but I did see Tony, Auggie, and Nick. It was at 8:29pm when I left Nick as he played to go back to where I stay. At approximately 11pm, I was curled up and ready to sleep.

I was awake on 22June2015 just in time for breakfast. And after breakfast there were already vigilant torture facility alarms that my Powers of Attorney quickly mitigated.

After trying once again to track down my belongings that the supposed "psych ward" failed to give me when I discharged, I was at my morning haunt with NO ROOFIES at 9:44am.

I learned that negotiations went well between my darlings Tentacle and the people who enforce Obama's rules. I promised I would look for them at 4pm that day, and they promised to be there. At 11:08am, I headed back to where I stay for lunch at noon.

I had a delightful chat with Benjamin over lunch and was headed to my playland by 1:05pm. I was next to Auggie listening to him strum and croon by 1:37pm. At 1:58pm, I left my playland to dip my feet in the ocean. The mighty Pacific and I have an understanding. Giggle.

Already returned to my playland, I was told at 3:02pm that my darlings Tentacle were already blocked from reaching me. I did what I could to rescue them and get them to my side. It mostly involved creating awareness of their catastrophe and travesty of human rights abuse they were enduring.

At 4:53pm, I was on the bus back to where I stay, but I almost immediately received hopeful news. Were my darlings Tentacle finally free to play me our music? I told them I would look for them between 6 and 7pm to give them time to arrive.

And, yes, at 6:29pm, my heart jumped when I saw them. LightFoot and MannedUp had arrived. There was still no General Lee that night, but I was promised he was doing hard work pressing charges for keeping us apart. That was the reason I was told that my darling Mr. Brien "General Lee" Dennehy could not arrive.

I was rusty. They played until 8pm. Then, after errands, they started again at 8:54pm. They were still forbidden from speaking to me, but all three of us were all smiles all night.

Sadly, though, I never warmed up. It was as if the longer I danced the stiffer my arms became instead of looser. I am told this is because of the meds Obama's conspiracy force me to take. I am currently working on fixing it.

...And We Returned...

The stars aligned. The light from the heavens wept down upon us with love. I saw your red rocket pack. I saw your green cape. We sanctified what became our holy ground that we will anoint every night with our own hands making music to make love. I could not dance well, but I could sing. Please give the world our three part harmonies.

Disgusted with myself for never warming up, I left them at 10:09pm, so I could catch the 10:15pm bus. By 10:41pm, I was in my bedroom typing.

I woke up just after breakfast on the morning of 23June2015 and watched the NBC Nightly News from the previous night as fast as possible.

This blog post was published at 11:08am on 23June2015.

And now, my beautiful world, I answer all of your questions for me. Please keep collecting all questions and concerns from all your friends and loved ones and sending them to me through whatever means possible.

How much do I gamble? I went to a casino in Reno once in 2000. And once in 2011 I went to a casino in Iowa. I was told my beloved husband was in the area trying to reach me, so I went there and played penny slots waiting for him. That is my entire history of gambling.

Where did the libel come from that I am a gambling addict? From the same people who call me a pregnant man. ABSOLUTELY EVIL IOWA will spread any lie possible to justify denying me my full human rights.

My beautiful world, especially United Nations Secretary General Ban Ki-Moon, thank you for everything you did to return my darlings Tentacle to me. I was frustrated all night because of the meds I take refusing to allow me to meditate, but I was all smiles. They made love to me with their music.

We were forbidden to speak with each other, but they made me feel loved. In a sane and free world, when a woman throws down like I do on any musicians' dance floor, the musicians approach her. But we are denied everything that would make our existence together normal.

Thank you, my beautiful world, THANK YOU!

My selfless support system, there were alarms last night as I attempted to meditate of acts of war by Obama and by the international not just federal criminals who enforce his "rules." Is everyone okay?

Speaking of heroics, my BFF SynSyn and all of my genius Powers of Attorney, I was told recently that I have been deemed capable of managing my own finances at last. If this is true, how long until ABSOLUTELY EVIL IOWA'S completely ill-gained "adult guardianship" is dissolved? Let me know what I need to do. Thanks!

As for other miracles, my symbolic Royal Consorts Bogart and LightFoot both of whom I am forbidden from speaking with least of all ever making love to, YUM!

You are both such heroes to me. Yes, my darling Mr. Kris "LightFoot" Novoselic, I saw you all night begging to kiss me. The moment you can approach me, I will offer to kiss you. I initially told you I would kiss you once your earspeaker was removed. I cannot wait that long.

As for you, my darling Mr. Bryan "Bogart" Eno, I was told you were metaphorically walking around naked all day yesterday. It was my pleasure to check on you and rescue you if needed. I love you, too.

Sweetness, I love and adore you. How is my king today? I hold my breath every day waiting for messages from you. And thank you for never letting me down.

Beloved, we are real. We are a REAL married couple. We just have a REAL geography problem. I WILL touch you the way the flowers kiss the rain... So our duet goes...