Present Time 12:21 a.m. 5.25.23
Lexie’s like, Make her get up, he he he, you know what Danielle? Da**** screamed pause like a little girl. They got other people saying it but they were trying to say something else. It’s what Angel said last Saturday. “Lexie” This is what I deal with all day and all night every day seven years of this and no one else can hear this crap. They just clip the parts that they want. I can’t imagine what my son went through. God, I hate them. “You know what?” I mock. Callie and Joe are really over it. Oh yeah? Callie and Joe? Callie’s been dead for how long? Get off my bladder. Leave my kids alone. I don’t care. “Can I tell Chama something?” Lexie. Nope. “Shelbys on the phone.” My heart beats going faster and faster. “That’s what you get for sleeping.” Not true and you know it. “Amanda. Amanda’s freaking out.” “No Amanda’s not. Somebody else is.” “Danielles boyfriends here. Robert K’s freaking out.” “Bit his ear off.” Next. Now they’re making me analyze and whatever else. “She hears us subconsciously.” Nope. I don’t think so. They’re making me, ridiculous. Nothing bad about you. I try not to. I don’t know. 4 0 something comes to mind so they’re offering or something 40,000. or something. “They’re not doing this for no reason.” Cellulite. I’m trying. “Keep doing what you’re doing Danielle and I’ll do the rest.” “Get up and go do something.” “When the kids around.” Eh eh get off my vagina. I don’t have anything. Said garbled is on the line, don’t trust her. I won’t. A lot of mic feedback and clicking and stuff. No nothing nope. Chaz Pulmantari is on the line. Nope not even. That’s just ridiculous. I don’t have a crush on Chaz Pulmantari. That is just a ridiculous absurd assumption this is all stupid. Next. No more stupid assumptions. “Danielle are you pregnant?” Next. Oh lordy. Nope. I don’t even think so. Next. Sure. Oh my God. Okay. Someone said the numbers you come up with are..garbled…I saw black dice with the number 5 and he’s like my lucky numbers 5 so he tells him 50,000 and I see the guy remotely with his back to me and he goes, done. So they are making deals and negotiating. I see another guy and he like slams something down. Next and then I see another one like Scott make a gesture with his hand to his face like done, cut it off. “Everything just changed.” “Everything from here just changed.” I don’t know, I don’t know. I’m probably going to go transcribe this recording here in a minute. Something about you won’t do it but I can’t really hear and they are turning the volume down lower. There is feedback in my right ear and they are saying my sons name. I see females or feel-see females and males, uh I can’t really tell (I’m responding) they are screwing with me. I don’t know. I don’t know. I want to call you a…Danielle you changed her now you can’t see her. Something about trash alley.
9:17 p.m.
Next. Nothing. Don’t care. No talking to these people. Let’s go. They don’t hate them with a passion enough. You’re absolutely right. Not guilty. Help me. Let me fan that flame for you.
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