Tooele Valley – So Much So Close

7am, Wednesday, July 24, 2019

[The reason I am reposting the following post which I posted last night, is because, this morning I realized I should have included pictures of the floor in this room and both pictures of the Cheetahs, and, a picture of an eye patch.]

8pm, Tuesday, July 23, 2019

About Me. Jehovah God gave me the strength to clean my room, and wash some of my laundry.

Usually I do my chores on Mondays but last Monday I did not do any chores, so, by today, I had a lot of dirty laundry.  Today I washed one third of my laundry, I have another third soaking, and I will wash the other third on Thursday.  Mostly my laundry is sheets, underwear/nightwear, and washcloths and handcloths.  (Winter months, also, turtlenecks, sweaters, leotards.)

I use clean wash clothes very day, at least two.  I have approximately 20 washcloths. (I do not use towels; too bulky to hand wash; I dry my body with a hand towel [really, dish towels, less bulky than hand towels; easier to wash; [I bathe in my room; I’ve documented many times, why].)

I place a clean washcloth inside my bra, to prevent any blood stains on my bra and outer garment.  I change socks every day, bra every day, panties at least twice a day (not so much because of soil; rather, when I wash my body; if soil becomes a problem, I will purchase adult Pampers).

I often purchase new underwear, to replace underwear that’s been stretched out of shape, and I purchase washcloths when the washcloths begin to rip because of too much bleach (I use a lot of bleach because sometimes, usually, blood from my breast leaks from the gauge onto the washcloth, and the bleach also keeps the washcloths white).  I use white washcloths only, and plain white bras and plain white panties.  I’ve never been one for decorative underwear or decorative nightwear.

The reason I’m mentioning this, about my laundry, is because I need to document what happened.

Yesterday when I changed nightshirts (actually, large size men’s t-shirt) is when I saw that someone had dripped several blood stains on the back of the nightshirt.

Tonight, while I was  washing my laundry, while washing a wash cloth, I noticed that the wash cloth looked dirty.  Sometimes, when I dry my body with a wash cloth because I’ve no clean hand towels, the wash cloth is dirty from me rubbing my body; dead skin.  This was a different kind of dirt.  The washcloth looked like someone had used the washcloth to wipe a floor. While washing another washcloth I noticed the same thing, plus some black spots; a third washcloth, that had been soaking with the rest of the laundry since Sunday because I did not have the energy to wash yesterday, was also dirty with dirt that was not from my body.

When I finished washing my laundry and put another pile of laundry to soak, is when I noticed that several more washcloths looked like someone had used the washcloths to wipe a floor.

The deep scratches on my upper back no longer sting when I pour water on my body after I wash my body.  The deep scratches under my left breast happened shortly before my first visit to my surgeon’s office.

Yesterday or the day before, every time I opened my dorm size refrigerator, a bottle of sesame seed oil or a bottle of soy sauce would fall from the bottom shelf on the refrigerator door, onto the floor. I placed the bottles sideways on a shelf.  One of the bottles began dripping. Also, there was some blueberry spread spilled at the bottom of the refrigerator; the jar lid was not closed as it had been when last I used it.

Whoever is assigned to inspect my garbage probably thinks my room is filthy dirty; there’s so much filth on the paper towels that I use to clean the floor.  Approximately seven or eight years ago someone over a period of time coated some of the tiles on the floor with some kind of glue: the tiles in front of my dorm size refrigerator, the tiles around my files (which are stored in brown file folders and in a small plastic bin; I need to purchase a file cabinet); and, the tiles under the snack table which is my “desk” on top of which is my computer.

[my computer is malfunctioning; backspace sometimes not working; what next, I do know.  if I do not finish posting this information it won’t because I didn’t try]

Somebody while in this room with government authorization, sprinkles bits of debris on the floor; the debris sticks to the floor. The debris (including sometimes hair but not so much here lately) is not noticeable, until I clean the floor.  I use many paper towels to clean the floor.

Jehovah God knows, I am not lying when I write the fact that, I did not place any books or magazines so as to appear prominent in these pictures; these pictures are taken exactly as my room was last night after I cleaned my room:


This floor looks dirty but it’s not.  Over a period of several years some sort of glue substance was sprayed on this floor. [As an aside, in the late 1990s, there was a sign on the steps in the High Street subway station (exit to visit Jehovah’s Witnesses’ Kingdom Hall building that featured THE WATCHTOWER and the clock and READ GOD”S WORD EVERY DAY signs): a sign that read: UTAH GLUE, complements of infiltrators in God’s visible organization.] Years ago I tried scraping the tiles with heavy duty scouring pad, and also a scraper, all to no avail. Of course, it could be thought that I myself coated the floor with glue.



second shelf:
The Other Wes Moore by Wes Moore (I am not a fan of anyone who becomes famous because of another man’s inner city exploitation circumstances)
A Disobedient Girl by Ru Freeman (this story haunts me)
Come to the Edge by Chistiana Haag
Killing Kennedy by Bill O’Reilly
The Kennedy Curse by Edward Klein
Saving Miss Oliver’s by Stephen Davenport
bottom shelf:
miscellaneous including old computers and stacks of Mormon CIA’s XXL, VIBE, THE SOURCE magazines


The large container I sometimes stand in to lather up and rinse my body, and when I wash all of my laundry for the week, in one washing.  Some of the laundry I washed last night is hanging in the closet; I’ve an old blanket on the floor to absorb any dripping water. Everything shown in the above photos is exactly as appeared last nigh when I wrote this post.  I am not trying to promote black/white Tao. My aim is to promote recognition of and worship to the one and only true God, Jehovah.  (Psalm 83:18)


What’s that on the top of the Rock?
Bing, July 23, 2019

TRULY UNFORGETTABLE
TOP OF THE ROCK
Third Avenue at State Street, July 23, 2019


Maasia Mara National Reserve, Kenya

Lee
(Image on my computer each time turn my computer on to begin working , July 17-23, 2019)

Africa is the name of the songs places on the sound system in Victory Vision while I was waiting for my newer glasses, when the downpour began. When I entered the store, a Chinese young man was at the counter, a new employee. An ophthalmologist or optometrist, the one who gave me the eye exam that included wearing a black eye patch which I declined but asked if I could have the eye patch and he said yes, was standing at the other counter.  This is a picture of the eye patch:


eye patch, for Victory Vision (and other eye glass stores) eye exam


Bing
Patch the Pirate, Jolly Roger, Skull & Bones, Polly Parrot

(Mormon Church of Satan’s Deseret News)

Bing

I have a feeling I was supposed to be envious of the black female wearing a pair of red pants, envious of her hair, long straight hair, obviously her own hair and not a wig, by the admiring look she gave herself in the mirror as she exited.  I tried to Shazam the song, Africa, but it was not playing loud enough. If anyone listening was not familiar with the melody, he or she would not have known that it was about Africa.  I didn’t think to ask one of the employees if I could take a picture of her FRIENDS t-shirt.  Everyone employed at Victory Vision is now a plaintiff in an imaginary legal case that’s a figment of my extraordinarily lunatic imagination.

Toto is Dorothy’s dog.  I am not Dorothy.  I am not Alice.  I am not Violetta.


GIVE YOUR MONEY 225 NEW FRIENDS
Santander

Toto Lyrics

“Africa”

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She’s coming in twelve-thirty flight
Her moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say
“Hurry, boy, it’s waiting there for you”
It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what’s right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what’s deep inside
Frightened of this thing that I’ve become
It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
“Hurry, boy, she’s waiting there for you”
It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Find a New Favorite
URBAN DECAY 
Naked Heat Palette
(Africa by Toto, AZ Lyrics)
Toto: Dorothy’s dog in The Wonderful Land of Oz with its poppy field (heroin)

BingI was standing in Fresh Market entrance on Montague Street when I took this picture.  This picture does not really capture the downpour.  That’s Santander across the street.These pictures I took on my way to Fresh Market:
USPS We Deliver For You

FDNY EMS
SUNSET PARK
[DRAGONS]
(Court Street at the corner of Montague Street, July 22, 2019)
[New York Presbyterian Methodist Hospital logo]

[Hotel Le Bleu, across the street from New York Presbyterian Brooklyn Methodist Infusion Center [chemotherapy] at 343 Fourth Avenue, Brooklyn]

TOOELE VALLEY
SO MUCH SO CLOSE
(Mormon Church of Satan’s Deseret News)

This Montague Street at the corner of Court Street, July 22, 2019.  TD is on this corner.  Chase and Citi and on the next corner, Clinton Street.  Everyone pictured herein is now a plaintiff in an imaginary legal case that’s a figment of my lunatic imagination.Alibaba will let American
companies sell on its site
TD Ameritrade
TOP TOOLS
FOR LESS
Ad Jared
Pandora Ring Entwined Sterling Silver
(CNN Money After Hours, July 23, 2019 10:30pm)
[CHINA: STATE-SPONSORED TORTURE.]
cc all Mormon barristers
[NO MORE MR. NICE GIRL:]

BUSINESS IS CHANGING.
ARE YOU WITH US?
(Australia Stock Exchange, July 24, 2019, Sydney; July 23, 2019 Salt Lake City)