To CIA Danite Christopher A. Wray, Director, FBI

I ask that you assign someone in the FBI Long Island office to take a close look at the surveillance videotape, ladies’ bathroom on the main floor, God’s visible organization’s Assembly Hall, Flatbush Avenue at Albemarle Road, Saturday, November 16, 2019 at approximately 2pm, and find out the name of the witch wearing the No More Mr. Nice Girl pink jacket, black skirt.  She lives somewhere on Long Island, maybe Freeport.

Twice she accosted me, in the bathroom.

The attack was so severe, so overwhelming, I am still recuperating.

Yes, I’m a nobody, but that she accosted me, how many others has she accosted??

(Toward the end of Mormon CIA’s flunkey Bruce the Clown Young’s talk, I felt EZ button laser beam pressure on my intestines.  He was talking about how everything is connected, and had I not felt EZ button laser beam twittering on my eye lids, I might have thought the pressure on my intestines was solely a special side effect from the chemotherapy.  When he finished his talk, before the next speaker began his talk, I got up and rushed to the back of the auditorium [I was sitting in a seat in the front row], to the ladies room; it was too late, the “explosive diarrhea” had already started but I am glad I had worn a wash cloth inside the adult diaper I wore.  The wash cloth, not the diaper, was soiled.  While I was in the bathroom stall, I noticed someone’s feet, right next to the door of the stall I was in.  I opened the stall door and saw a woman look at me with a really mean, really evil expression on her face.  She was stationed there, outside the bathroom stall, waiting for me, to let me know, it’s personal.  I wrapped the soiled wash cloth in toilet paper, disposed it in the trash receptacle, washed my hands, and as I walked to the paper towel dispenser, evil face, dressed in No More Mr. Nice Girl pink/black, put her hand right up in my face [a thrash] and said to me, “The paper towels are over there!”  I put my hand up to block her hand from my face, and I continued walking to a different paper towel dispenser.  She and her cohort stood at the door, waiting for me to exit, so they two could exit following me, MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.  I stood looking at the two of them, wondering if I should take a picture.  I decided not to because, she might have done a knock out, literally knocked me out, or, she might have arranged to have an elder or elders take my cell phone, delete the picture, and ban me from ever entering the Assembly Hall ever again; I think she has that much weight, that much power!  I thought about walking out of the bathroom directly after them, and taking a picture, but I decided not to. cc all Mormon barristers!)

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I need you to assign an FBI agent to review the video, keep a video clip of her and her cohort and me, and find out her name, for future reference.  Yes, I could have posted this request to New York FBI Field Office, however it is of such importance, I thought it best that I post this request to you, the head of the FBI.

Chris, I must emphasize to you the fact that, it would be a terribly big mistake to ignore this request of mine; it is imperative that an FBI agent be assigned to find out her name, where she lives, and everything about her.  (Of course, it is not necessary that she know, not until it is time for her to know.)

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Chris, I’d like the FBI agent to also keep a video clip of one of CIA agent Coco Rocha’s students (she wore an Aladdin type skirt with a slit halfway up her left thigh) who was assigned to be in the bathroom, at the floor to ceiling mirror, practicing some of CIA agent Coco Rocha’s poses the second time I went to the bathroom, because of EZ button laser beam pressure on my intestines, but her name is really of no importance; she is not an accoster, she’s just a fool in love with herself.  She has hopes of becoming the black fashion model, the black CIA Coco Rocha.

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(Mormon Church of Satan’s Deseret News, article/photos: August 18, 2018; advertisements: November 17, 2019)

1 Peter 2:21
In fact, to this [course] YOU were called, because even Christ suffered for YOU,+ leaving YOU a model* for YOU to follow his steps closely.+
Or, “copy.” Lit., “underwriting.” Gr., hy·po·gram·monʹ; Lat., ex·emʹplum.
(NWT-With References, God’s visible organization’s, posted here at my website with permission from some of the CIA-DIA-FBI-Homeland Security agents who’re assigned to pretend to be Jehovah’s Witnesses.  As an aside, the plus sign [CIA-SIS Agent George Orwell’s 2+2= and CIA-SIS Agent Aldous Huxley’s Alpha Plus] are complements of CIA-ASIS Agent Geoffrey the Snake Jackson and CIA Danite John Ekrann, etal.  cc all Mormon barristers)

New International Version
To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you, leaving you an example, that you should follow in his steps
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cc Pepper Hamilton, King Spalding, Parr Brown Gee Loveless, all Mormon barristers

New International Version
To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you, leaving you an example, that you should follow in his steps.

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1 Peter 2:21,
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God’s visible organization’s Assembly Hall, Flatbush Avenue, Brooklyn, November 16, 2019, a few minutes before the salsa reggae music begin playing on the sound system; approximately ten minutes before a prayer (which is very unusual, unheard of, for the beginning of the afternoon session [usually there’s a prayer at the beginning of the Assembly, and a prayer at the conclusion of the Assembly; yesterday was the first time I ever heard a prayer during the beginning of the afternoon session, during which, coincidentally, my cell phone rang, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania area code 215]); approximately 30 minutes before I was under attack.
(The wrath of Jehovah God is upon you, Mormon Church of Satan.)
cc all Mormon barristers

New International Version
To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you, leaving you an example, that you should follow in his steps.

IBM illuminated bathroom mirror
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1 Peter 2:21, Bible Hub



Eugene Palmer, wanted for allegedly killing his daughter-in-law outside her home in Stony Point, New York, has been added to the FBI’s Ten Most Wanted Fugitives list.
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When I walked out of the bathroom, I explained to two elders that I was suffering from intestinal malady and I asked if someone could get my things from a seat in the front row.  The elder who was assigned to sit in the front row in a seat in the aisle next to where I sat, went to where I sat and got my things, my coat, my New World Translation of the Holy Scriptures-With References, and my tote bag.  (When I went to the back of the auditorium, so did he.)  I then walked into the lobby, and while putting on my sweaters and coat, I stared at Nathan Knorr’s photo, and I cried.  Not loudly.  It’s just that tears were in my eyes. That’s the first time I’ve cried in decades. I cannot remember ever crying.  I did not cry when my daughter died.  I did not cry any of the times I found out about Wesley’s dire situation. I did not cry when I was diagnosed with cancer.  I did not cry when I thought I had breast cancer and lung cancer.  (I recently found out, I do not have lung cancer.  My doctor explained to me that I do not have lung cancer; I have breast cancer that’s spread to my lungs.)  Looking at Nathan Knorr, I cried.

I am in such a weakened state, Chris; I am still suffering terribly from the attack.  I will finish posting this note to you as soon as I am able to.