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Kurt Brown,
alias Saint Ram Bone, surviving FDIC federal bank examiner
Mobile Audit Club
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Segment February 5, 2009:
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Recently I was discussing banking transactions with a friend and what was
legal and not legal and ramifications. As I spoke I told that person that I
do nothing illegal and that all illegal activities are controlled by crime
syndicates in the governments of every nation, including the USA. I speak
of this from experience after witnessing rampant and sanctioned corruption
at the FDIC in California. I almost lost my life over it, and sometimes I
wish they would have killed me because of the scars I bear from my enemies.
I try to follow God's rules both now and then. I try to be part of the
solution and not part of the problem. I try to help the working class, the
bread and butter of our existence. Now on with this horrific side.
I discovered on my spine on MRI what appeared to be small wings in the
thoracic vertebrae after I had an injury in the Navy in which I had ruptured
vertebrae throughout my spine from an accident. Now, the wing like
structures were odd to me. Why? Where? How? What? When? The who is me, I
think, and as Aristotle said, "I ate what?"
Now I consider that a persons every observation and maybe even some thoughts
could be transferred through the central nervous system if coupled to
another organism whose central nervous system either transmitted or assisted
in transmittance of signals through attached peripheral organelles or
electrical transmittance.
Here is how on one theoretical level. The person observes something in the
occipital lobe of the brain. The growth of the exterior organism may be
intricately connected to the human occipital lobe and span not only the
brain but the spinal cord. The things that look like wings on the human
spine could be unavoidable extra growth or a key component to accept signals
from the brain and retransmit those signals back through the spinal cord to
the brain and resonate off of the peripheral nervous system to bioengineered
coupling into the teeth or perhaps other structures in the head, causing a
sort of whale bellow that we can not detect but detectable with the right
receiving apparatus. Even a slight resonance could carry huge amounts of
data in the movement of atoms and quarks on the sub-molecular level.
After all, the receiving end could be duplicated from the transmitting end
and all changes in a null signal signature would be seen and amplified. Of
course this is just theory.
I would rather have been killed than what happened to me after FDIC
employment. I was injected and basically tortured in April of 2001 after
surviving an attempt on my life in February of 2001. I had run a test to
see if there were indeed murderers associated with my past employer the FDIC
of San Francisco and Sacramento. I was followed from San Francisco to Los
Angeles and then into the deserts of Arizona. I know that for a fact. I
pulled off of the highway late one night, cutting the lights off, not
hitting the brakes, and coasting off into the brush. Within minutes someone
pulled over and was looking in the brush as I waited. I just put my truck
in gear, drove out past the man, who then looked at me and ran back to his
vehicle. I was attacked in Louisiana a night or two later as I was driving
back to Alabama. I had had a dream about what would happen. Strange how
life works some times.
But this brings me to the reverse of the process I described above. What if
someone transmitted thoughts to those organelles or protuberances from my
spinal chord and caused me to see, hear, and feel, and walk, and taste, and
run, just as if I was there experiencing those things? After all, just as
we have an in hole and out hole in our digestive system which can be
perverted to be the reverse, i.e. vomiting from the mouth, or anal sex up
the ass, so could signals be sent from a genetically modified spinal column,
and signals could be sent into the spinal column.
It is strange that the Twin Towers were knocked down in NYC the same year I
was attacked and injected. It is strange that the Pentagon was attacked
also and that the Pentagon claimed that the Pentagon was empty on the side
of the building where the plane hit. My friend told me that it was not
empty. I thought I heard on TV that it was empty. Where did the
miscommunication occur? In my spine from the outside? In my perception or
misperception of the news broadcast? Or perhaps the same applied to my
friend, in the spine or perceptions or misperceptions, or maybe even
aberrant and differing news broadcasts, or a liar who wanted to save face or
cover face at the Pentagon.
I have been harassed a lot lately since arriving in Pensacola and what can
be seen in videos under saintrambone on youtube.com in Alabama. I do not
have the California videos because they were destroyed by federal agents in
Los Angeles when I was arrested. That was the most likely cause of the
destruction of my surveillance videos, just as the ruining of some of my
news broadcasts on Youtube.com saintrambone.
What concerns me is this--I was given the American Holocaust X number X
017 911 84 after being injected and forced medical procedures and threatened
with long term incarceration and ordered to stop discussion of FDIC related
matters. The demands to be silent about the FDIC stuff was off of the
record by that thing, those people in Los Angeles, the probation officers,
or perhaps that misperception in my damned spine. Who knows? I trust the
government just about as much as I trust a Czechoslavakian Crack Whore with
my wallet.
Now about my X number. I call it the number given to me by the beast, but
someone else told me that the number of the beast was given to me by the
Social Security Office when I was born. The other number, the X 017 911 84
number, was imposed upon me by a ruthless enemy, but it was encoded or
encrypted by a sympathetic admirer, in the federal government and their
California subordinates in Los Angeles Superior court. My charge was a
loaded and concealed weapon. I was nervous. After all, neither the FBI nor
the Secret Service nor the California government responded to the call for
help after the attempt on my life in February of 2001.
It is strange that I was released from LA County Jail on 8-12-2001. I was
interred at the Los Angeles federal VA facility from April 23 until May 1
2001 and had endured forced injections, forced medical procedures in which I
was escorted in cuffs down a fire escape into a medical laboratory and given
an MRI or Cat Scan of the head and what ever else they may have done to me.
On 9-11-2001, planes started attacking the NYC twin towers and the Pentagon
in Washington D.C.
The 017 part of my number is like James Bond, but a sort of freakish James
Bond, a genetic aberrant whose genetics may have been altered before birth
or after birth. The 84 part is like George Orwell's book 1984 in which
the main character is tortured by government and then treated nicely and fed
well before they take him down a hall and blow his brains out. That is the
part that concerns me. If this is to end, make it soon and do not waste my
emotional energy because I will not commit suicide no matter how much
pressure is put upon me. If I knew however that I was under total mind
control from outside, I would kill myself. But would I be dead? On the
other hand, would you think I had arisen from the grave if you were under
mind control? There have been instances of mass hysteria in which people
all claimed to be seeing something that was not there. But then again,
could there be parallel strains of consciousness that sometimes get gapped
and spliced incorrectly? This lends to another area I am studying and
making headway, the new revelation by science that we live in space in a
vacuum in which in the outer sphere of space is detected a brain shaped
cavity where the laws of physics change. Therefore from a large enough
perspective, time is relative only in the split millisecond kind of
consciousness, which is kind of like neural electrical signals skipping
across mylineated axons in the central nervous system of the brain and
spinal chord.
The federal government has me blacklisted. They will not hire me. Is it
because we are held hostage on this planet and robbed, and that people like
me are prepared to deal with criminals of a lesser sort but we are not
prepared to deal with criminals of a greater sort? Do sometimes those
signals get crossed when two people sit next to each other who have the same
characteristics if not in minute anatomical structure but in physical
makeup as a whole? I remember sitting with a colleague in California and a
black dot appeared between us. I see it sometimes flashing here and there.
My colleague pointed at it and asked, "What is that?" I replied, "I do not
know". I have thought about it ever since.
No one will hire me. I am educated to the point of being a doctor. I am
educated in almost every field. I always wanted education. I should have
been a truck driver. What's up Yar? Music Video of a Czechoslavakian Crack
Whore before she did crack and becomes a whore. She might just be a slut.
I put in for a job in the Farsi and Arab nations and would gladly reside on
the Gaza strip as a peace maker.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYuPX5sQQ4o&feature=PlayList&p=9779B6AC3ECD7FD4&index=0
I want a block for my Israel wives and my Palestinian wives side by side
with a playground in the middle for our children, and their little wing
dings. I do not want any driveways on our childrens playtime block, as I do
not want to have to contact Karma Police like Radiohead to hunt you down for
assassinating God's Children, my children too. Do not tamper with us you
Mother F-ckers.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5LeLAELIxKY&feature=related
If any one has God's mercy, please see my MLS link for my house for sale.
http://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/13150-Lillian-Hwy_Pensacola_FL_32506_1106441062
I want to leave Florida and go back to living in my truck and traveling in
triangles. Note to self...stay off of any federal property, including and
especially Veterans Administration property. Not all are bad, as some tried
to warn you with my X number before 9-11-2001. Stupid humps, read it and
weep it. X 017 911 84. Go to Hell,. Kill me, I want you to. They or IT
ruined my life if I ever had one.
I tried to contact Robert Redford at the Sundance Film Festival in Utah in
2008 and 2009. I want to make a movie about this. After all, I have a degree
in that bullshit. In the end, I want a dark comedy ending. I want to be
running an orchestra in a sort of last training session for lost souls. I
want to have some fun with music. I want to hang various various war
criminals with taught and thick piano wires or small cables of varying
lengths and thicknesses. I want to fashion a bow from some steel using a
welding torch and truck bumper. Then I want to pull their teeth and make a
necklace, and get down to that funky sound, or the remix version of "Is It
Insane To Be Sweet", which I renamed, "Is It Insane To Beast"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OF3kQMtnvb8
Sheriff Jack Tillman, food funds thief and my gun permit thief, aka Snatch
The Fairy Possum extraordanaire gets to give a demo lesson on F-minor, we
will swing him by his F-DIC. And they will say in a light voice, "And some
heard Hells bells, while others head the angels sing, "Ode to the
mockingbirds by Saint Ram Bone".
This concludes today's post on Quatrains 8 page at Mobile Audit Club website
by
Kurt Brown,
alias Saint Ram Bone, surviving FDIC federal bank examiner
Mobile Audit Club
http://www.angelfire.com/zine2/democracyordeath/
and Youtube Saintrambone videos (some were edited by Youtube or federal
censors)
http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=saintrambone