History Part 7

"Part 7"

I am escorted to jail.

Yes, I had drunk alcohol, I admit it, but I was not incapacitated. I was not guilty of driving while incapacitated.

While in jail I am assigned a ‘court appointed attorney’. I explain what had happened that day when I was arrested. Then the attorney tells me, he had requested from the court to hire a private investigator (PI).

I had instructed my attorney by letter and in person, requesting this PI to investigate certain key issues of my case. 8 mouths had passed and I am in front of the judge, with my attorney. In front of me is a document, a plea bargain, that stated. If I would admit, I was incapacitated while operating a motor vehicle on public roadways, I would be given 2 years’ probation and be released from jail.

I felt I was innocent; I was not incapacitated. So I ask the attorney for the results regarding the key issues of my case from the PI. The attorney says the PI could not investigate these issues because “His wife was sick”. For 8 months she was sick? So he could not find the time, to do the job, he was paid for by the court.

I reject the offer, thinking I still had a chance at proving my innocents.

I request my attorney to show me the police video evidence, the state had to prove my guilt. He said “I am not going to show it to you”. I think What did he just say? Isn’t this man supposed to be on my side?

I request trial by jury.

The day of the trial, my attorney did ask one question, I had asked him to ask the arresting officer this question, while the officer was under the oath of truth. The officer lied under the oath of truth in front of a jury. The case for the state is very weak.

The PI did review the police video of the arrest. The PI says on paper, that the video of poor audio quality, nothing could be understood. This video was played to the jury. I did not look visually incapacitated on the police video.

Later long after the trial was over, I did get to see this police video. It had been edited, it was not the same police video as seen by the PI. The PI seen the actual unedited version. In the edited version there was no doubt of my guilt.

Even with this falsified evidence the state presented to the jury, it took two days, 5 hours each day, to decide guilt. While you are on this jury duty you do not go home each day. You must stay in a Hotel separated from the public.

I request an appeal, to bring to light these criminal action of the state.

1) lying under the oath of truth.

2) Falsifying evidence.

I had request the court remove my current attorney, and request another. Now knowing my first attorney was working with the state to insure a guilt. I was given an another attorney, this one being worse than the first.

I file to appeal the verdict. I have definite evidence that the arresting officer committed perjury while under the oath of truth. I send a letter through the “District Clerk” to my lawyer.

When sending a letter through the “District Clerk”, the clerk stamps the letter with an official seal and sending the letter to all affected parties. I did this, so I would have proof that my attorney had received my instructions, regarding the arresting officer’s perjury.

I was not allowed to be present during the court trial of my appeal. My second attorney lies to the appeal court. His grounds for the appeal was that I was wearing a electronic ankle monitor during my original trial, which caused me to get a unfair appearance to that court.

I never wore any electronic ankle monitor. He said nothing about the arresting officer’s perjury. The only reason why he used the electronic ankle monitor as an appeal issue. Is because he knew it would fail.

I am overwhelmed by the criminal actions of the governing authorities. I send 100’s of letters to different attorneys, explaining these actions. I never get one response. All while living in a stone room with 12 madmen.

This was in the dream I had on Nov 19.

I am sent to another jail, a compound. This one was like a concentration camp. With 3-meter-high fences covered by razor wire. This place is full of horrible people. Most are sexual offenders, of children. The place is utterly evil. The few that where not of the evil type where like scared sheep.

This was in the dream I had on Nov 19.

One night in this compound, I see a man in a corner holding a book while looking down at it, chanting. I feel evil everywhere, so there is no way to tell from which direction it comes from. I approach him and the evil increased greatly. When I got within a meter of him he raises his head, and looks at me, still chanting. His eyes are solid black, no color at all. I lean toward him and say “Blessed Be The Name Of The Lord”. Then I simply walk away.

Radios, or phones where not allowed here. The only electronic device I had was a small tape recorder. According to the documentation given to me by the compound, my small tape recorder was not listed as a volition.

This same night I ask the guards about going to a church services. I was told I would be denied this religious right. I assumed this would happen. So I was recording everything said. When the guards realized I was recording their words. They call the local police to come and arrest me.

I knew I would be arrested, even though I did nothing wrong. I had only been at this compound a week. I have a small knife that I smuggled in past the guards when I arrived. I am in prayer with The Lord the whole time, this night. I explain to The Lord, “Lord I should get rid of this knife before the police come”. Then this scripture comes to my mind over and over again, when I think of disposing of the knife.

Luke 22:36

He said to them, “But now if you have a purse, take it, and also a bag; and if you don’t have a sword, sell your cloak and buy one.

He reminded me of this scripture, to explain the sword is to used when it is needed. He told me this now, before the time, when I would need this understanding.

This was in the dream I had on Nov 19.

Just before the police arrive. I going into my tenant housing building. I walk in a circle, in the large gathering room, of this building. I am the only one in this large room. While walking around in this room, I sing in a loud voice “Great Is The Lord, The Holy One, The Holy One, Great is His Name Beyond The Earth, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Halle…..lu…….jah,” Over and over again.

When the police arrive, I am handcuffed, and 6 officers walk me through the gate. Treating me like I am a serial killer. The Lord speaks to me and explains “This is how I felt in the Garden of Gesemity”

While in the Police car on the way to jail. The Lord speaks to me saying “Don’t Say Anything”. I want to explain that this was wrong, I should not have been arrested. Soon after The Lord spoke to me, I did say a few words to the driver. The driver never looks at me, or gave me any response. The Lord then says “I Told You Not Say Anything”, in my mind I reply “I will not say another word”.

"Part 7"

I am escorted to jail.

Yes, I had drunk alcohol, I admit it, but I was not incapacitated. I was not guilty of driving while incapacitated.

While in jail I am assigned a ‘court appointed attorney’. I explain what had happened that day when I was arrested. Then the attorney tells me, he had requested from the court to hire a private investigator (PI).

I had instructed my attorney by letter and in person, requesting this PI to investigate certain key issues of my case. 8 mouths had passed and I am in front of the judge, with my attorney. In front of me is a document, a plea bargain, that stated. If I would admit, I was incapacitated while operating a motor vehicle on public roadways, I would be given 2 years’ probation and be released from jail.

I felt I was innocent; I was not incapacitated. So I ask the attorney for the results regarding the key issues of my case from the PI. The attorney says the PI could not investigate these issues because “His wife was sick”. For 8 months she was sick? So he could not find the time, to do the job, he was paid for by the court.

I reject the offer, thinking I still had a chance at proving my innocents.

I request my attorney to show me the police video evidence, the state had to prove my guilt. He said “I am not going to show it to you”. I think What did he just say? Isn’t this man supposed to be on my side?

I request trial by jury.

The day of the trial, my attorney did ask one question, I had asked him to ask the arresting officer this question, while the officer was under the oath of truth. The officer lied under the oath of truth in front of a jury. The case for the state is very weak.

The PI did review the police video of the arrest. The PI says on paper, that the video of poor audio quality, nothing could be understood. This video was played to the jury. I did not look visually incapacitated on the police video.

Later long after the trial was over, I did get to see this police video. It had been edited, it was not the same police video as seen by the PI. The PI seen the actual unedited version. In the edited version there was no doubt of my guilt.

Even with this falsified evidence the state presented to the jury, it took two days, 5 hours each day, to decide guilt. While you are on this jury duty you do not go home each day. You must stay in a Hotel separated from the public.

I request an appeal, to bring to light these criminal action of the state.

1) lying under the oath of truth.

2) Falsifying evidence.

I had request the court remove my current attorney, and request another. Now knowing my first attorney was working with the state to insure a guilt. I was given an another attorney, this one being worse than the first.

I file to appeal the verdict. I have definite evidence that the arresting officer committed perjury while under the oath of truth. I send a letter through the “District Clerk” to my lawyer.

When sending a letter through the “District Clerk”, the clerk stamps the letter with an official seal and sending the letter to all affected parties. I did this, so I would have proof that my attorney had received my instructions, regarding the arresting officer’s perjury.

I was not allowed to be present during the court trial of my appeal. My second attorney lies to the appeal court. His grounds for the appeal was that I was wearing a electronic ankle monitor during my original trial, which caused me to get a unfair appearance to that court.

I never wore any electronic ankle monitor. He said nothing about the arresting officer’s perjury. The only reason why he used the electronic ankle monitor as an appeal issue. Is because he knew it would fail.

I am overwhelmed by the criminal actions of the governing authorities. I send 100’s of letters to different attorneys, explaining these actions. I never get one response. All while living in a stone room with 12 madmen.

This was in the dream I had on Nov 19.

I am sent to another jail, a compound. This one was like a concentration camp. With 3-meter-high fences covered by razor wire. This place is full of horrible people. Most are sexual offenders, of children. The place is utterly evil. The few that where not of the evil type where like scared sheep.

This was in the dream I had on Nov 19.

One night in this compound, I see a man in a corner holding a book while looking down at it, chanting. I feel evil everywhere, so there is no way to tell from which direction it comes from. I approach him and the evil increased greatly. When I got within a meter of him he raises his head, and looks at me, still chanting. His eyes are solid black, no color at all. I lean toward him and say “Blessed Be The Name Of The Lord”. Then I simply walk away.

Radios, or phones where not allowed here. The only electronic device I had was a small tape recorder. According to the documentation given to me by the compound, my small tape recorder was not listed as a volition.

This same night I ask the guards about going to a church services. I was told I would be denied this religious right. I assumed this would happen. So I was recording everything said. When the guards realized I was recording their words. They call the local police to come and arrest me.

I knew I would be arrested, even though I did nothing wrong. I had only been at this compound a week. I have a small knife that I smuggled in past the guards when I arrived. I am in prayer with The Lord the whole time, this night. I explain to The Lord, “Lord I should get rid of this knife before the police come”. Then this scripture comes to my mind over and over again, when I think of disposing of the knife.

Luke 22:36

He said to them, “But now if you have a purse, take it, and also a bag; and if you don’t have a sword, sell your cloak and buy one.

He reminded me of this scripture, to explain the sword is to used when it is needed. He told me this now, before the time, when I would need this understanding.

This was in the dream I had on Nov 19.

Just before the police arrive. I going into my tenant housing building. I walk in a circle, in the large gathering room, of this building. I am the only one in this large room. While walking around in this room, I sing in a loud voice “Great Is The Lord, The Holy One, The Holy One, Great is His Name Beyond The Earth, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Halle…..lu…….jah,” Over and over again.

When the police arrive, I am handcuffed, and 6 officers walk me through the gate. Treating me like I am a serial killer. The Lord speaks to me and explains “This is how I felt in the Garden of Gesemity”

While in the Police car on the way to jail. The Lord speaks to me saying “Don’t Say Anything”. I want to explain that this was wrong, I should not have been arrested. Soon after The Lord spoke to me, I did say a few words to the driver. The driver never looks at me, or gave me any response. The Lord then says “I Told You Not Say Anything”, in my mind I reply “I will not say another word”.

"Part 7"

I am escorted to jail.

Yes, I had drunk alcohol, I admit it, but I was not incapacitated. I was not guilty of driving while incapacitated.

While in jail I am assigned a ‘court appointed attorney’. I explain what had happened that day when I was arrested. Then the attorney tells me, he had requested from the court to hire a private investigator (PI).

I had instructed my attorney by letter and in person, requesting this PI to investigate certain key issues of my case. 8 mouths had passed and I am in front of the judge, with my attorney. In front of me is a document, a plea bargain, that stated. If I would admit, I was incapacitated while operating a motor vehicle on public roadways, I would be given 2 years’ probation and be released from jail.

I felt I was innocent; I was not incapacitated. So I ask the attorney for the results regarding the key issues of my case from the PI. The attorney says the PI could not investigate these issues because “His wife was sick”. For 8 months she was sick? So he could not find the time, to do the job, he was paid for by the court.

I reject the offer, thinking I still had a chance at proving my innocents.

I request my attorney to show me the police video evidence, the state had to prove my guilt. He said “I am not going to show it to you”. I think What did he just say? Isn’t this man supposed to be on my side?

I request trial by jury.

The day of the trial, my attorney did ask one question, I had asked him to ask the arresting officer this question, while the officer was under the oath of truth. The officer lied under the oath of truth in front of a jury. The case for the state is very weak.

The PI did review the police video of the arrest. The PI says on paper, that the video of poor audio quality, nothing could be understood. This video was played to the jury. I did not look visually incapacitated on the police video.

Later long after the trial was over, I did get to see this police video. It had been edited, it was not the same police video as seen by the PI. The PI seen the actual unedited version. In the edited version there was no doubt of my guilt.

Even with this falsified evidence the state presented to the jury, it took two days, 5 hours each day, to decide guilt. While you are on this jury duty you do not go home each day. You must stay in a Hotel separated from the public.

I request an appeal, to bring to light these criminal action of the state.

1) lying under the oath of truth.

2) Falsifying evidence.

I had request the court remove my current attorney, and request another. Now knowing my first attorney was working with the state to insure a guilt. I was given an another attorney, this one being worse than the first.

I file to appeal the verdict. I have definite evidence that the arresting officer committed perjury while under the oath of truth. I send a letter through the “District Clerk” to my lawyer.

When sending a letter through the “District Clerk”, the clerk stamps the letter with an official seal and sending the letter to all affected parties. I did this, so I would have proof that my attorney had received my instructions, regarding the arresting officer’s perjury.

I was not allowed to be present during the court trial of my appeal. My second attorney lies to the appeal court. His grounds for the appeal was that I was wearing a electronic ankle monitor during my original trial, which caused me to get a unfair appearance to that court.

I never wore any electronic ankle monitor. He said nothing about the arresting officer’s perjury. The only reason why he used the electronic ankle monitor as an appeal issue. Is because he knew it would fail.

I am overwhelmed by the criminal actions of the governing authorities. I send 100’s of letters to different attorneys, explaining these actions. I never get one response. All while living in a stone room with 12 madmen.

This was in the dream I had on Nov 19.

I am sent to another jail, a compound. This one was like a concentration camp. With 3-meter-high fences covered by razor wire. This place is full of horrible people. Most are sexual offenders, of children. The place is utterly evil. The few that where not of the evil type where like scared sheep.

This was in the dream I had on Nov 19.

One night in this compound, I see a man in a corner holding a book while looking down at it, chanting. I feel evil everywhere, so there is no way to tell from which direction it comes from. I approach him and the evil increased greatly. When I got within a meter of him he raises his head, and looks at me, still chanting. His eyes are solid black, no color at all. I lean toward him and say “Blessed Be The Name Of The Lord”. Then I simply walk away.

Radios, or phones where not allowed here. The only electronic device I had was a small tape recorder. According to the documentation given to me by the compound, my small tape recorder was not listed as a volition.

This same night I ask the guards about going to a church services. I was told I would be denied this religious right. I assumed this would happen. So I was recording everything said. When the guards realized I was recording their words. They call the local police to come and arrest me.

I knew I would be arrested, even though I did nothing wrong. I had only been at this compound a week. I have a small knife that I smuggled in past the guards when I arrived. I am in prayer with The Lord the whole time, this night. I explain to The Lord, “Lord I should get rid of this knife before the police come”. Then this scripture comes to my mind over and over again, when I think of disposing of the knife.

Luke 22:36

He said to them, “But now if you have a purse, take it, and also a bag; and if you don’t have a sword, sell your cloak and buy one.

He reminded me of this scripture, to explain the sword is to used when it is needed. He told me this now, before the time, when I would need this understanding.

This was in the dream I had on Nov 19.

Just before the police arrive. I going into my tenant housing building. I walk in a circle, in the large gathering room, of this building. I am the only one in this large room. While walking around in this room, I sing in a loud voice “Great Is The Lord, The Holy One, The Holy One, Great is His Name Beyond The Earth, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Halle…..lu…….jah,” Over and over again.

When the police arrive, I am handcuffed, and 6 officers walk me through the gate. Treating me like I am a serial killer. The Lord speaks to me and explains “This is how I felt in the Garden of Gesemity”

While in the Police car on the way to jail. The Lord speaks to me saying “Don’t Say Anything”. I want to explain that this was wrong, I should not have been arrested. Soon after The Lord spoke to me, I did say a few words to the driver. The driver never looks at me, or gave me any response. The Lord then says “I Told You Not Say Anything”, in my mind I reply “I will not say another word”.