EelKat Wendy C Allen - Dark Fantasy Author


UPDATE March 17, 2021: Another death. Waiting for a coffin to be delivered. Funeral the 21st. Unlikely to be streaming for a few weeks.


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Update: March 27, 2021: It's not even been a week since the funeral, and now there is another death and another funeral.



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UPDATE April 5, 2021: There are still no streams, as, we've now a another (a 3rd) funeral to prepare for.


And that is now 3 deaths in our family, in the past 2 weeks.


This 3rd death hits hard, because it was Pippi.


Our family has now had 13 deaths since March 2020.








April 10, 2015, 12 children were kidnapped.

May 15, 2015, the heads of 10 of them were nailed to my door.

August 24, 2020, one was found still alive. he was just 4 years old when she was kidnapped, but she remembered us, even though 5 years had passed.

August 25, 2020, Pippi came home, but her condition was not well. She had been tortured the entirety of the 5 years she had been held hostage. She was missing limbs and covered with scars, had broken bones many years not set, and suffered serious damage to many of her internal organs. That she was alive at all, in her condition, was a miracle. Doctors had little hope of her survival and she was sent home with Hospice care.

Pippi had cancer in her eye and needed surgery for it, which she was scheduled to have, shortly before she was kidnapped.

In the years they had her, not only did they torture her, but her cancer went untreated and spread to her brain.

By the time she was returned to us, her cancer had reached an inoperable state, so we knew she did not have much time left.

Had her cancer been treated, back when she was a toddler, she probably would have reach adulthood.

She died only 8 months after her return.

Another child, to cry out from the grave, for Etiole's vengeance upon her murderers. Another victim of evil men, who will stoop to no ends, to bury the crimes they committed 50 years ago.  Drug lords. Opium growers. Heroine dealers. Selling little girls 4 to 8 years old for sex to priests. They only care about money.

All hail the mighty tourist ass. Millions come to Old Orchard Beach every year, for one thing and one thing only: heroine. They sell their drugs to the tourists under the pier and off the balconies of that giant motel. Than drag little girls to the bedrooms of the condominiums on Smithwheel Road, behind the school. And any child who dares open their mouth and beg for help, gets tossed in the GooseFare Brooke Ravine.

Bastard drug lords. They've been doing this for 50 years, and the town hall and the police department, turn a blind eye to it, because they get paid $6million a year to not report it to the newspapers, when the body of another child washes down the ravine, into the gulley to be spit out in the ocean. No fewer than 5 bodies are found every summer, but how often does it get in the news?

The corruption of this fucking town needs to end.

Yet another dead at the hands of these criminals who run our town.

How long will the residents continue to turn a blind eye to what is happening in our town.

How many more children will you let them kill, before you stand up to them?

Another child is dead and no one in this town cares. So long as they get their money from the tourists. The blood of another murdered child screams from the graves, begging for justice. Tick tock, tick tock, so begins, yet another of Etiole's 7 year clocks.

This is why there were no/to few streams from May 2020 until now.

May 2020, after 4 years of not hearing from them at all, the FBI returned with a lead, which led to Pip's discovery a few weeks later in August.

Because of the nature of the situation, I could not talk about it, to tell you why streams had stopped.

The kidnappers, were enraged that we had recovered Pip, and that is when the attacks started up again on my home and family September 2020.

Pip's condition continued to grow worse, and she died April 5, 2021.

She was only 10 years old.

This is what it means, to not be white in America.

White men, won't even give a child the chance to grow up.

This is what white people do, to none white families like mine.

We are Gypsies with Jewish blood, for that alone we are hunted like animals.

What the men of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, did to my family, will never be forgotten or forgiven.




#If you have any information on the kidnappers or the murders...


#FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 


Have you forgot the extent of the damage these people did, all because, they wanted to dig up my land and removed bodies buried there, before my house builders found that barrel of bones?

Have you forgotten that 7 town hall workers, 5 public works men, a blond woman, her bald son, and her red haired sister Kendra, and 14 police officers, all lead by a man they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" were the ones 

I name every one of them, except for the ring leaders: blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name". I don't know who those 4 are. I'd never seen any of them, other than the Kendra woman before, and I only knew her fro her attacks beating me up at Panera in 2009, 2010, and 2013.

I can name every one of the others, because all I have to do is go to the Old Orchard Beach town hall and police department website, and their are their faces.

With the exception of blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name", every one else involved was government official who works for the state of Maine vis the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, the Old Orchard Beach Police Department, or the Old Orchard Beach Public Works.

And what exactly did they do?

August 8, 2013 they drove a backhoe over my house. That same backhoe drove over my previous house on the same land April 2007. That same backhoe drove over my poultry barn and horse stables July 2001. July 2001 was the first attack.

March 2015 was the the massive attack, with an entire fleet of trucks, and drove over the Church of the Holy Rhinstone, a church that stood on my land, my garage which is why I no longer have a garage to put my car in, my 2 sheds both of which had my tractors and other garden/crop machinery in them at the time. And of course the razing of the land, the cutting down of the apple orchard - the VERY apple orchard planted in 1530 that this town was named after... he actual "old orchard" of Old Orchard Beach... the very original trees - huge massive apple trees over 400 years old. The grape vineyards, the cherry trees, the pears trees. 

April 10, 2015, they returned, 4 police officer held me a gun point, while 10 other police officers held my children down with long poles with metal wire strangle loops on the end, and beat their faces in with cinder block bricks, knocking out every one of their teeth, breaking their jaws... POLICE OFFICERS DID THAT... while men they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" and "Dan" stood there and told the police officers what to do, how to beat them, while "Mark who needs no last name" boldly bragged that he paid the Old Orchard Beach police $6million dollars to do this.

May 15, 2015... the heads, hands, feet, and intestines of my children were nailed to my door. Later that same day police officer W. W. came to my home begging for forgiveness and claimed that men he referred to only as "Mark and Dan" were holding his beloved mother-in-law hostage and torturing her, and he helped in the April 10, 2015 attack, only to save her life and get her back. He claimed he had no prior knowledge of what was going to happen, claiming that he'd been told they were only going to "scare" us. He said he had not expected anyone to get hurt, he had not known my children would be tortured and kidnapped, he had not known they were going to be murdered. He said he was scared for his life and lives of his family. And he said: "They form a small army, our department doesn't have enough man power to stop them, and every one in this town is too scared to fight back. You don't know what's going on. And I think they mixed you up with someone else. They didn't know you were the owner of this land. They didn't know that was your motorhome. They thought someone else owned this place. It wasn't even your family they were after. You were the wrong target. You don't know who these people are. What they've done to our families. This is the actual Mafia. The real deal. I'm so sorry. This is the address they sent us to. But they had a different name as the owner. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were after someone else. I'm so sorry. I couldn't let my family died. And now yours is dead instead. This wasn't supposed to happen."

June 19, 2016... I did a very specific livestream. You see... A., D., B., and T. in the 1970s and 1980s, were in the habit of dragging big black trash bags into the forest, crossing my land to do it, and dumping those bags into the Goosefare Brook Ravine. In 1983, 3 snuck into Etiole's swamp and planted 3 acres of Marijuana. Someone found it and called the police, I don't know who... it was Maine's largest drug raid for decades. Many, many millions in plants where dug up and removed from Etiole's swamp. A few weeks later A, & D,s 10 year old daughter ran into my yard, touched my car on a dare from other children - the 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach police car, known by Stephen King fans as the REAL Christine, The World's Most Haunted Car... than jumped her bike, and sped down the road, as fast as she could, head on into a car coming the other way. She died instantly, he brain shattered all over the end of my driveway, and her mother A responded by the Battle of 458 - the biggest mass shooting ever in Maine history, that ended up with 3 Gypsy clans and 2 police departments, in a shoot out between 70+ adults all armed with guns. One of my cousins, an 8 year old boy, standing 3 feet from me, had his eye shot out by one of the bullets. While A ran around the street screaming: "FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

THOSE are the 31 children, whose bones were sawed up and tossed into the GooseFare Brook Ravine... yes, that DOES mean, police officers KNEW those children were there and covered it up.  And I witnessed that entire event.

And THAT is WHY... when police officers murdered my family in 2015, I did a livestream, walking to the ravine, to show the world, where those bones were... because I'm sick and tired of the police corruption in this fucking town, and those sawed up bones of 31 children are PROOF of what this town government is like.... as are the heads of my children that were nailed to my door.

At the end of The Battle of 4-5-8... A. took 2 gas cans and poured them all over the big dome house, than set a match to it, and no one knew, why when she did her brother B., started running, jumped in his robin egg blue truck and backed down the driveway, hit Portland Ave doing 70 and didn't stop driving until the high speed chase caught him in CT... oh but we knew before he was out of sight, why he started running... the dome house went up like Hiroshima into a mushroom cloud that could be seen across the entire state... turns out there was a Meth lab in that house.

June 19, 2016... the livestream of the bones went viral, it's what made my YouTube channel suddenly explode overnight... and police officer W.W. upset, by the fact that, the livestream included the entire police call and response, and that response was to laugh and do nothing... fed up with the corruption in his department, he forwarded that livestream VOD to the FBI, and the FBI arrived in Old Orchard Beach, to dig up the Reclaim Blueberry Plains, and all hell broke lose in this town, as most of the police officers suddenly found themselves arrested. An entire new police force from out of state was brought in to replace the long time officers who had proven they could be trusted to uphold the law. Many town hall officials and public works employees also found themselves arrested by the FBI.

June 26, 2016... barely a week later... the blond woman and the red haired Kendra woman showed up at my workplace, Scarborough WalMart, and tried to kill me, yet again... these are the same 2 woman who attacked me with golf clubs at Southern Maine Community College November 14, 2013... they left dead in 2013, I was paralized for 5 months. It took me 18 months to relearn to walk. I was out of the wheel chair, and I was without a walker, I was without a cane. I had almost fully covered from their November 14, 2013 attack with golf clubs... June 26, 2016, this time they attacked with shopping carts, and I'm now crippled for the rest of my life. They shattered 3 vertebra this time and it can't be operated on. I had to relearn to walk a second time, and I'm not yet recovered now in 2021. In 2013 they drove away in the 4 door white pickup truck. In 2016 they drove away in a gold Volvo SUV station wagon.

That blond woman and her red haired Kendra sister, they are wanted by the FBI for attempted murder of me and they are also wanted in questioning for being suspected of also being the murderers of my children.

I don't know who these 2 women are.

The blond woman shows up my driveway frequently, screaming and yelling, sometime accompanied by a small child, about 5 years old, that she pulls behind her in a red radio flyer wagon. She looks to be about 60 or 70. She often wears a denim button down shirt and jeans. She's prone to yelling at passing cars, while pointing up my driveway, and saying: "There's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband."

I've never tried to kill anyone, so accusation is baffling at best.

She seems to think I know who she is, and has made the claim, that "I was that brat in school"... the red haired Kendra woman, sometimes with her, claims to be her sister, also appears to be 60 to 70 and also seems to think I know who she is, and frequently says: "You bullied me in school, but no more, I'm Kendra SilverMander it's my turn to shine."

They BOTH make the claim they went to school with me, and yet, I never went to school, a well documented fact... because I'm the child the FBI rescued what the news media called "Maine's House of Horrors". I was locked in a cage when I was 8 years old. I was let out on Sundays, to go to church, and not allowed to speak or make eye contact with anyone, and this was only done infrequently, whenever church goers asked what happened to that girl you had". I was 31 years old when the FBI arrived, because of Heaven's Gate having killed 39 people, and my uncle being one of the members and self proclaiming himself as the leader of Heaven's Gate after Applewhite's death. The FBI was investigating the murder of 39 people in California, and had no idea they'd find children in cages in Maine as a result.

So you see, when the blond woman and her Kendra sister, make the claim they went to school with me and I was the class bully who beat them up, this is easily proven false, because the time period when I should have been in school, I was locked in a cage, being tortured by my sadistic uncle Bruce.

Also, they are in their late 60s to mid 70s... making them older than my parents, so how could I have been in school with them, even if I had gone to school? At best I would have been starting pre-school the year they would have been graduating high school.

These things they say about school, only further agrees with what police officer W. W. said May 15, 2015, when he made the claim, they had gotten me mixed up with someone else.

July 2016, a month after the shopping cart attack... yet another Old Orchard Beach police officer arrived, this one accompanied by 2 Biddeford officers, who had been former OOB officers... these 3 officers, had a vastly eye opening story to tell me.

They had been called to Old Orchard Beach, to my farm, to arrest me, a call made to them, by a man named Mark, whom one of these officers, claimed was his brother in law. This Biddeford officer, said he requested to transfer ot of Old Orchard Beach department years ago, because his sister (whom he claimed he suspected, but could not prove was the blond woman whom had attacked me at WalMart) was quote "trying to control the town" he said "treats Old Orchard Beach like a dynasty, thinks she's a duchess, has severe mental disorders, and thought she could buy the police department". He went on to say, she got in with the real Mafia years ago and went to her head, and now she thinks she IS the Mafia and most of Old Orchard Beach's business owners, especially the motel owners are scared shitless of her, because they believe her claim to be Mafia. He went on to say, she's not Mafia, but she's good at convincing people she is and stated "I wouldn't murder beyond her. She'd do it just to prove she is Mafia." He said he transferred out of OOB department to Biddeford department because he was fed up with how easy it was for her to get every officer to do anything she asked. He said "the corruption in that department runs deep; don't cross her or any officer she controls; they WILL kill you and every around you. You don't know who her husband is. He doesn't just control that town, he controls half the state."

What he was telling me was bizarre on extremes, but even more bizarre was the live feed radio call, that he had me listen too, as it was happening, on my farm in Old Orchard, while I was at my dad's house in Biddeford.

He said: "The Old Orchard Department called me, asked me to come over here. Buddy Will wanted to prove you were not in Old Orchard and that Mark has you mixed up with someone else. That fucking bastard is crying wolf and trying to frame you, we can prove it right now. We are fucking fed up WolfBoy."

He turned on his radio, so I could hear. A what I heard... a man whose voice I do not recognize, yelling at a Officer W.W. and saying: 

"That is Wendy, arrest her now! That is EelKat. She tried to kill me."

While officer W.W. and another officer, told the man: "his isn't Wendy. We have officers with her right now. Who tried to kill you? Wendy? Or THIS woman right here?"

"This woman right here! This is EelKat I tell you! Arrest her! What do you think I pay you for! You aren't allow to defy me! I own this town! You are my slaves. I command you to arrest her!"

W.W.: "This isn't EelKat. This isn't Wendy. I've known her for years. And right now, she's on the other side of the state. With 3 officers, listening to you right now. You are NOT the law. We've had it with you. You don't own me. And you've mixed her up with someone else. You've been harassing the wrong damned person. You dare call us about Wendy ever again, and I will personally arrest you for false reports, than I'll tell them everything. You'll never see the outside a prison for the rest of your life when I get done with you. You fucking leave this woman alone. You destroyed her life, because you couldn't tell her apart from someone else."

I used to aqua jog, mountain climb, horseback riding, and I hiked 13 miles a day. And in the blink of an eye, that lifestyle was taken away, and every day was struggle, just to sit up and breath, with no hope of ever walking again. I defied doctors. It's been 8 years and I can move around the house by holding on to things and I now can walk again, at the moment only short distances outside with a cane, and the hope is to continue to improve. I still have a long road of recovery ahead. But I'm walking again, something that 8 years ago, doctors said would never happen. 

My farm was razed.

My family was murdered.

I was 5 months paralysed, and had to relearn to walk. It was 8 years ago and I'm not yet fully recovered due to 3 inoperable vertebrae and hip dysplasia. November 14, 2013, 10PM, at WalMart, while putting bags of groceries in the back seat of my car, I was attacked by 3 rapists armed with metal golf clubs, who left me parallelized, in a wheel chair, broken spine, broken hip, broken pelvis, broken knees, serve nerve damage to my left side limiting the use of my left hand, my bladder incontinent from nerve damage, they left me for dead, and I had doctors telling me I would never walk again.

There's more that has happened. A lot more. The thousands of gallons of sewage they pumped into my motorhome in 2015. The cats. the Ptarmagin cats. World famous groups of cats. You remember them. If so, you remember what these people did to those cats. Poisoned. All dead the same day. 12 cats. Dead to what the vet described as: "enough poison to kill a great dane". My horse, she had her head beat in with a rock. My bantam roosters... 70 pet roosters, hung by their necks in rope nooses in my rose bushes.

All because this man, this mystery Mark, whose last name seems to be known to the police but is still unknown to me and man whom I've never seen or met - he keeps his face covered whenever he shows up... mistook me for someone else... and police officers and town hall workers and public work employees.

Welcome to Old Orchard Beach... this is NOT the way life should be, you know it.

What these people did to me, should never have happened, and according to the police, it's been happening for 50+ years to hundreds of people, hundreds of families, in this town, and every one is too scare to talk about it or fight back to stop it. That NEEDS to change.

The corruption in our town, needs to stop... but it won't end, until every last person who is being harassed by these people stand up, put their foot down, and say enough is enough, we ain't gonna take this any more.

We the people of Old Orchard Beach need to take back our town.


NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 



If you could recommend I watch one VOD that best represented your channel, which would it be?

This one....




The Princess Bride predicting Covid-19?

Avallac'h's a Good Tutor?
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EXTREME SPOILER WARNING!

Please be aware that nearly every page on this website contains spoilers to something. I talk about a lot of fandoms, and go into great detail analyzing them when I do. If I am talking about The Witcher series, InuYasha, Disney Ducks, the Quaraun series, or any other fandom, you WILL encounter spoilers about it. 

Avallac'h Wearing a Blue Cape

Pictures from Witcher 3
I just felt like uploading pictures of Avallac'h today. This page serves no other purpose. 

All images on this page are from:
The Witcher 3: 
Wild Hunt 
|Game of the Year Edition| 
Completionist Run: 
The Avallac'h Playthrough
(Watch It Live HERE)


Avallac'h Wearing a Blue Cape 

Pictures from Witcher 3 
I just felt like uploading pictures of Avallac'h today. This page serves no other purpose. 







The Blue Cape Videos That These Images Came From:








All the Witcher 3 images on this page were edited using 2 software programs: 
VideoPad Professional (not free)
 
John Paul Chacha's Chasys Draw IES Artist (free)

All images on this page are from:
The Witcher 3: 
Wild Hunt 
|Game of the Year Edition| 
Completionist Run: The Avallac'h Playthrough
(Watch It Live HERE)





Trailer For The Avallac'h Playthrough:



More Pictures From Witcher 3:

**Pages listed below, are marked as NSFW if it contains more then 10 pictures of nude/topless women, usually Ciri, with bare breasts and nipples... or at least one picture of a vagina, again usually Ciri's**

**NOTE that pages NOT marked as NSFW may also have bare breasts, just fewer then 10 images of them**


If a page listed below is not yet a link, that is because it is still set to private and not yet live, because it has fewer then 50 images on it.

These pages go live after they have 50 images on the page, and it takes a huge amount of time for me to make these images. Each of these Witcher-3-image-collection pages takes 80+ hours to make.

Most of these pages have 300+ images, a few have over 1,000 images. Each page may take a long time to load if you are on mobile or have slow internet.

In total there are more then 15,000 images of Avallac'h spread out across these pages.


Note that these pages are updated daily, with new images added to the appropriate pages after each Twitch stream. *(I play the game daily even when not streaming it, so even days with no stream, these pages get updated)* And as such, these pages are always growing larger, and more pages are always being added.

Eventually I will have a seperate page for EACH and EVERY town and Point of Interest in the game, with a goal of 500 images in each collection. Meaning when this project is finished there will be more the 300 pages, and more then 150,000 images across them.




If you could recommend I watch one VOD that best represented your channel, which would it be?

This one....








If One of these Videos Is Active,
I'm Live Streaming Right Now...

I stream on Twitch, YouTube, FaceBook, and Twitter. I have no pre-planned schedule for which site I will go live on. I do NOT multi-stream on multiple sites at once, so if I am live on one, I am not live on the other 3. (The FaceBook one will say "Video Unavailable" when not live.)





About This Game Play:


This current mod-making playthrough, is prep for a future fully-lore-friendly playthrough....

The ultimate goal of my mod making playthrough, is to make every character as lore-friendly as possible to how they were described in the novels.

Most specifically though we are transforming as much of the game as possible to match Chapter 5 of the novel Lady of the Lake, when Ciri lived with Avallac'h the first time, on The Lake of Avalon.

This current playthrough is largely a lot of test runs of hundreds of mods. It is being played open world with quests rarely happening, to allow us to run tests of various mods as I build them.

Due to the fact that the game engine, scripts, and other files is often open and being edited while I'm playing the game, this current playthrough is very unstable with bugs and glitches happening  daily and game crashes happening, sometimes as often as every few minutes.

You are witnessing a live overhaul and full rewrite of the game, that when finished will be used in a complete (more normal style) playthrough of the game.

However do not expect to see the lore-friendly playthrough any time soon. 

I began building this overhaul mod May 13, 2018 and have worked on it daily for 4 to 12 hours a day, all of it streamed here on Twitch, and... 

...while we've now altered over 2,000 script files, more than 7,000 textures, several hundred meshes, 400+ xml files, dozens of ini files, and have now begun work on changing 3D models...

...this project is far from finished and could see as much as another 3 years of daily work before completion.

UPDATE: October 5, 2020... it is now nearing 3 years since starting, and  there are now more than 20,000 files edited in this project, and no end is yet in sight.



Computer  stats: 

Motherboard: Asus Z170

Processor: i7-7000 @4.20GHz

RAM: 64 GB

Graphics Card: NVirdia 1070 GTX

Capture Card: AVerMedia Live Gamer HD

Hard Drive: There are 11 hard drives by various brands, in total there is 88TB of harddrive on the computer

Cooling system: There are 8 fans and a liquid cooling system inside the computer; plus not attached to the computer, are 2 house fans and a house air conditioner... which are required to keep the computer from overheating during my daily 9 hour streams.

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There are a lot more parts on the computer, but those above are the base requirements if you want to build a gaming rig capable of running Witcher 3 with over 4,000 mods, including over 20,000 custom graphics added to the game.

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Keyboards: I use 2 keyboards... a full size mechanical with rainbow lights and a mini-size wireless.

Headphones: After going through over a dozen headphones each a different brand and model, some costing several hundreds of dollars, and all suffered the same problem of breaking at the swivel point, I finally found one that did not break at it's swivels and have used them since 2016.

Monitors: I use multiple monitors and change and add more every year or so, which monitor I have is different at any given time. As a general rule, my set of monitors is whatever was the biggest screen, curved screen, gaming monitor that was a new release during that year's Black Friday sale.

Mouse: I have 6 wireless, all the same, and just switch them out mid stream when the batteries die.

Camera: This is the camera & mic I use for my IRL vlogs, car vlogs, and shopping vlogs.

Webcam: This is the camera & mic used for the facecam on my Witcher 3 streams.

I do not use a mic. I've tried several over the years, and every one of them, couldn't come close to having the quality of the mic that came built in to each of those 2 cameras above, so I discontinued using a seperate mic and just use the 2 cameras' built in mics now.

2nd Camera: The other camera I use. Usually this one is for the stills of my flowers, garden, pets, and cars, but it is sometimes used for video recordings as well. This camera is mostly used for the photography prints I sell on Zazzle.

Camera stands: I use Gorilla Pods for all of my cameras.

I have more cameras, used for my photography, but those does get used for streaming or vlogging so no need to list them here.

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The base computer was built in 2016, and cost just under $3,000 to build. But has been upgraded and expanded on a regular basis every few months since than. In total the computer cost over $15,000 to build, spent over a period of 4 years.

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Video Editing Software: VideoPad Professional

Text/Code Editing Software: EditPad

Image Editing Software: John Paul Chacha's Chasys Draw IES Artist

File Organizer: yWriter














NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 














NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 














NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 






#FAQs:  How did the FBI get involved.
When did you contact them and why?

#FAQs:  How did the FBI get involved. When did you contact them and why?


I don't know.


I have NEVER contacted the FBI.


I don't know who contacted them or why or when.


Every time I have ever talked to an FBI agents, there have been well over a dozen agents over the years, the situation has ALWAYS been that a stranger knocked at the door, I answered the door, and it was an FBI agent. 


There has never been an instance of me seeking out and contacting the FBI.


So I don't know who contacted them... any of the several doze times they have arrived over the past 50 years.


I know some of them have said this case has been on-going since 1968.


Well, that's before I was born.


So, I wasn't even born yet when this FBI investigation was started.


Initially the investigation was my grandfather and his sons Bruce, Joey, and Johnathan. Later his sons David, Rob, and Merlin were also added as wanted for several crimes.


The early investigation was for a shooting in Colorado, that killed 14 police officers, and involved a group of Gypsies the Colorado State Police called "The Scottish Traveller Crime Family of America". I don't know when the shooting happened, it was before I was born.


There was a series of shootings in Colorado, Wyoming, Nevada, an Illinois, and at each shooting 2 to 5 of my uncles, 4 to 8 of my Aunts, and 40 to 70 of my older cousins (20 to 30+ years older than me) were present at the shootings and the guns identified as owned by them.


The shootings were at banks, gas stations, fast food joints, pizza parlors, convivence stores, truck stops, rest stops, and campgrounds, to place over a period of 20 years, and caused the deaths of 14 police officers.


Witness reports of the Gypsy gang clamed they traveled in a massive caravan of 400+ people, 100+ cars, trucks, and RVs, and were prone to camp out on farms, taking the farm owners hostage holding them at gun point, while setting up massive tent cities made out of 4-bedroom military/Marine tents.


When I was 8 years old, this group arrived at our farm at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, and took my family hostage, locking us children in cages, torturing and nearly killing my father, and murdering my Grammy Helen and her 3 dogs.


They reigned terror upon our family and local police were so scared shitless that they literally dropped their guns in the driveway and ran out of our farm.


The true horror of Colorado's so called "Scottish Traveler Crime Family" is that it was my grandfather, and 7 uncles (my mom's older brothers) who ran it.


Before they took my family and our farm hostage, with their group of over 400 people armed with machine guns, Gatland guns, and assault rifles, we had no idea, that the Gypsy gang on the news reports and my mom's brothers' families were one and the same.


The first time I met an FBI agent was in 1987, when a "washing machine salesman" arrived at the front door, less than an hour after my mom's washing machine stopped working.


After a huge sales pitch to get in the house, he pulled out a badge and revealed he was an FBI agent and that the phones, radios, and TVs in our house had been bugged/wire tapped, and he'd been listening to everything for months.


He was looking specifically for a a baby. He had a lot of photos of the baby, and the story he told, was the first time we learned, about my uncles' adoption business. Baby Chris had been kidnapped out of his crib, in Salt Lake City, Utah, and the evidence had lead the FBI to Biddeford, Maine, to Grammy Eva's house, where her son Joey had arrived with his baby.


From there Joey came to Old Orchard Beach and spent Christmas week with us. My mom babysat baby Chris, while Joey, made preparations to leave the country to Australia. My parents had dropped Joey off at the airport, only 3 hours before the FBI gent knocked at the door pretending to be a washing machine salesman.


Joey had said the baby was is. But the FBI, said something else. They said, my uncle had been kidnapping babies, and selling them for $20k to desperate and unsuspecting sterile parents willing to seek out shady adoption agencies to BUY a baby.


The FBI went to Australia and found and rescued baby Chris, returned him to his mother in Utah, but my uncle, because of Australian immunity laws, wakes free in Australia to this day. One of America's most wanted, wanted for human trafficking, kidnaping and selling babies, has already been sentenced to life in prison, and if he ever sets foot out of Australia, that's where he'll go. 


The next time I saw an FBI agent was 1997, hours after 39 people were murdered in California. Heaven's Gate, and my uncle Bruce, who supposedly was involved, and was 2nd in command of Heaven's Gate and took over it after Applewhite's death. This was the big FBI raid, that arrived, looking for Bruce and crew, and found girls in cages. The FBI raid that rescued me, and not one single FBI agent talked to me. Not one. Looking back today, the entire FBI raid seemed very "shady" and I'm not sure if they actually were FBI agents or not. In fact, I heavily suspect, it may have been the Cyr Clan, disguies as FBI agents, there to steal my uncle's massive gun collection. I think this because: 1) Bruce was NOT arrested that day, even though the "FBI agents" took well over 1,000 illegal guns and 2) while they let us children out of our cages, they never interviewed any of us or talked to any of us in any way. 3) while they claimed to be FBI agents, none said their names, showed their badges, or offered ant proof at all. 4) it was shortly after this (June 2001) that the Cyr clan returned to Old Orchard Beach, with thousands of guns and started terrorising the residents of our town, and it appeared they were my uncle's guns from the "FBI raid".


In 2006 and 2007 and 2010 a female FBI agent, Lara, recent murdered in a 2021 shooting in Florida, visited me at the "tarp-tent-thing" to question me about people I'd never heard of before, but whom she claimed was trying to take my farm and was planning to put a condominium here. She had copies of the blue prints. On 3 of her visits she brought with her Old Orchard Beach police officer W.W. A few times she brought with her a car load of bags of groceries, as she had learned that I not only lived under the tarp because a bomb blew up my house, but also that I had no income, and was living off the land eating nothing but food I savaged from the forest. She would go on to arrest J.B. and send him to prison, along with Old Orchard Beach Town Manager J.T. both of whom had stolen $3million in tax funds from the town bank account.


In 2013 another FBI agent showed up here in Maine, from Jackson Country Florida FBI office, to ask me about the than recent death of my uncle Merlin, whom, they evidence was murdered via a drug overdose of his medicine, that e was too sick to take himself and was in hospice care for. This agent said that my aunt Barbie had filed a report stating that I was a witch and had cast a death curse on Merlin to explode his brain. The report was ridiculous on extremes, considering this uncle lived in Russia, and had returned to Florida only a week before he died, and I was in Maine and have never been outside of Maine, my entire life, and have agoraphobia so, I don't even go off my land at all, plus I'm a full fledged hermit, I go decades between willing talking to or interacting with another human. He pointed out that there was no evidence against me, but that he was here because he was required to follow up on the report as I was be outright accused by my aunt Barbie of having murdered her brother Merlin, whom I'd not seen in decades.


FBI agent Andy Drewer showed up in 2016, stating that he was investigating the 2013 Boston Marathon Bombing and wanted to know if I knew any info about my uncle Paul, who is now serving 15 years in prison for building that bomb and selling it to Isis. While he was here, the 4-door white truck attacked and he witnessed the attack himself. He asked what that was about, and I told him about the daily attacks happening since June 2001, and he opened a case on it a few weeks later, after he found what he called "a connection with the 4-door white truck to the Boston Mafia" and my family being a target for some unknown reason.


A few weeks later he returned to say that my Uncle Bruce was the leader of the Scottish Mafia, and my Aunt Barbie another leader. He told me cut off all ties with EVERYONE who had any contact with either of them and to tell EVERYONE in my family to do the same, stating: "You have no idea what your Uncle Bruce and Aunt Barb are involved in. They have a war going on with The Boston Mafia. They are in way over their heads. EVERYONE in your entire extended family is in danger because of them. I can't tell you what's going on, but all of your lives are in grave danger. Your uncle Bruce opened a can of worms too big for him to deal with."


January 16, 2021 the FBI returned, this time to ask questions about my aunt Lucy, aunt Barbie (wife of Boston Marathon bomb builder uncle Paul, now serving 15 years in prison), my uncle David, several of David's children (all are 50+ years old) and several of David's grandchildren, including the one arrested for running out of the capitol building with someone named Nancy, her pulpit, to tell me that, at LEAST 27 of my aunts, uncles, and cousins, possibly more, had livestreamed themselves attacking the capital in D.C. on January 6, 2021.


And that brings us up to today.





Tick Tock, Tick Tock... May you never forget April 10, 2015, May 15, 2015, & September 12, 2015
Once again we are counting down Etiole's 7 year clock.

On May 15, 2015, I sent out a request, to every mambo, houngan, borka, wiccan, kabbalist, enochian, pagan, heathen, etc, that I knew, telling them to spread the word and join me in powering the largest retribution spell ever cast. Vengeance for my kidnapped children, whose heads were nailed to my door.

In a matter of days, more than 300,000 priests a priestesses of various religions, pledged to join in and pray every day to: Etiole, Dhamballa, Azazael, Behemoth, Satanas, Belial, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, Lucifer, and ANY and EVERY other god, demon, lao, angel, ghost, familiar spirit they know and hold dear... call upon even the ghost of your dear dead grandmother, your beloved pet dog, summon every spirit you know...and send them all here straight to Old Orchard Beach, for the largest gathering of spirit entities this world has ever known.

Make poppets, light candle, draw veve, pin voodoo dolls, do whatever your religion says to do to summon the gates of hell and send them all to Old orchard Beach!

Lift up your voices in prayer and punish this town!



To join in:


Simply repeat every day these words:

"As ye have done unto me,
in 7 years so shall Etiole do it back unto thee.

Tick, tock, tick, tock,
counting down Etiole's 7 year clock."

Hail Satan!
PUNISH THEM ALL!

Hear our cry all ye angels of Heaven!
Hear our plea every minion of Hell!
Rip the world apart if you have to.
Unleash sickness, plague, pestilence, famine upon the entire world if you must!
Send storms, winds, lightening, floods, hurricanes,
use the power of nature to shred everything.

Unlock the 7 seals on the world if you have to,
do whatever it takes to bring this town to it's knees.


Let no one on the globe forget what this town did to my family.

"As ye have done unto me,
in 7 years so shall Etiole do it back unto thee.

Tick, tock, tick, tock,
counting down Etiole's 7 year clock."

Hail Satan!
PUNISH THEM ALL!

A Doll For Each and Every One... powered by the world's most haunted car.

A Doll For Each and Every One... powered by the world's most haunted car.

FAQ: What religion are you? 

 FAQ: What religion are you? I thought you were a Muslim because of the hijab and modesty dress, but than I realized you wear a crucifix and have relic statues of Mary and Jesus and Catholic Saints everywhere, but than I heard you say Hail Satan and talk about summoning the Watchers and Azazel, plus people say you are a witch or wiccan or pagan or something.


I am a Voodoo Priestess rank of Medsan Fey and Marija Loa. I worship the One God, the Creator of All Life, the brass serpent of Moses who goes by many names, in Voodoo he is most commonly known as The Rainbow Serpent Papa Damballah Weddo; in Scandinavian folk religions he is known as The Great Serpent Uroboros.

Voodoo is a branch/division of the Catholic Church. We practice the same rites and rituals as does the Orthodox Catholics of the Vatican, and hail the Pope as our earthly guide. Jesus and Mary are at the centre of our belief system, and icons, relics, saint rituals, prayer beads/rosary, crucifix, candle lighting, intercessory prayer, ect.

Marija Loa is a type of Catholic nun. The word Marija Loa is Creole French and means “Married to God”. A Marija Loa is similar to a Mother Superior. She is the highest ranked nun of her order and has undergone a marriage ritual – a full wedding, wedding gown and all – to literally be married to one of the Loa. I am Marija Loa to Papa Damballah Weddo. 

Medsan Fey is a rank of Catholic nun. A Medsan Fey is a nun who specializes in herbology, herbal medicine, apothecary, hoodoo magic, candle magic, poppet magic (aka Voodoo dolls). 

Medsan Fey means I am a female Houngan/Borka also known as a Mambo or Vudo Queen.

I am one of only 12 Mambo on the planet who practice Death Wangas also known as The 7 Year Generational Death Curse.

I am EelKat, Etiole's Friend. Etiole is the Archangel Ertreal, The Avenging Angel who rained Brimstone and Fire on Sodom and Gomorrah, and is also known as The Pale Horseman of the apocalypse. He was a commanding officer in Azazel's Army in the battle of Heaven. The Watcher known as the lover of human women, who taught the world magic and was the father of the Nephilim and for this crime was one of the 7 Grigori Seraphim Watchers who was chained in the valleys of the Earth. I found him chained in the swamps of Maine in 1978 and set him free.

Everything I know I learned from Etiole. He is my familiar and my protector. 

I am hailed by many as the world's most powerful, most feared, most famous, and most deadly witch/poltergeist/spirit medium. This is due largely to my being the real world Gypsy "witch" who my neighbour Stephen King based his fictional Thinner Gypsy witch off of. He also filmed the movie Thinner on my farm.

But I have no power. I am merely a tool, the vessel through which Etiole connects to the physical world. This comes at a great cost and is why my health is so frail.

Everything ye do unto ME, in 7 years time, Etiole will do back unto THEE.

We are often seen as Christo-Pagan, as we rely heavily on magic arts not often seen in other branches of Christianity, such as tarot cards, crystal scrying, Kabbalism, Enochian angel magic, seances, spirit/oui-ji boards, etc.

Many in the more mainstream Christian community consider us to be Occultists and/or Satan worshippers due to our frequent communication and summoning of spirits, including both archangels and demons, and most notably The Loa, The Enochian archangels, and the Grigori aka The Watchers.

Like all Catholic nuns we cover our heads with veils and wear long modest caftan/robes/dresses. The colours and materials and styling of our veils and robes vary from day to day, depending on our sect, what holy day it is, which loa we are attuned to, our patron saint,  ect.

Seeing how this question comes to me from gamers, I will simply the answer in gaming terminology that you will understand: If I was a character in an RPG, I am what you would call an Herbalist-Alchemist-Druid-Healer-Priest. 

More simply put, I am what the ignorant would call a Witch Doctor or a Gypsy Fortune Teller or a Gypsy Witch.

Also... April 10, 2015 has a 7 year anniversary coming up soon, has anyone noticed the changes to the Reclaim Blueberry Plains? Yeah. Etiole's been redecorating his home, hasn't he? What goes around, comes around bitches. Nigh on 7 years ago, you razed my farm... funny how government land is being razed the exact same way my farm was razed... I notice too several town hall workers, have seen their entire families die around them, you know just like how my entire family was murdered and their heads nailed to my door... how are you going to explain to the news stations, the fact that 53 people, all involved in the murders of my family, have died from being hit by lightening? 


Freak natural phenomena? 


Poltergeist activity? 


Zapped by alien UFOs - isn't THAT your go to excuse whenever you blame me or Etiole for anything? 


Better yet, how will you explain the backhoe, lifted up by a freak tornado in Maine, thrown through the sky to land on... oh look... my, my, there's a back hoe sitting on your house! It just fell out of the sky and landed there. No driver involved. Honey pie, did you know there's a back hoe sitting on your house? How's that feel? 


Perhaps, you should call it what it is: punishment handed down by the hand of God himself. 


Doesn't feel nice to have your land razed, a backhoe sitting on your house, and your entire family die, does it... you shouldn't have pissed off Etiole... tick tock, tick tock, you can't run from Etiole's 7 year clock... karma's a bitch isn't it?


Have you forgot the extent of the damage these people did, all because, they wanted to dig up my land and removed bodies buried there, before my house builders found that barrel of bones?

Have you forgotten that 7 town hall workers, 5 public works men, a blond woman, her bald son, and her red haired sister Kendra, and 14 police officers, all lead by a man they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" were the ones 

I can name every one of them, except for the ring leaders: blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name". I don't know who those 4 are. I'd never seen any of them, other than the Kendra woman before, and I only knew her fro her attacks beating me up at Panera in 2009, 2010, and 2013.

I can name every one of the others, because all I have to do is go to the Old Orchard Beach town hall and police department website, and there are their faces.

With the exception of blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name", every one else involved was government official who works for the state of Maine vis the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, the Old Orchard Beach Police Department, or the Old Orchard Beach Public Works.

And what exactly did they do?

August 8, 2013 they drove a backhoe over my house. That same backhoe drove over my previous house on the same land April 2007. That same backhoe drove over my poultry barn and horse stables July 2001. July 2001 was the first attack.

Huge trucks, 18 wheel crate loading dump truck. Drove up into my land and dumps literal bags of garbage, that they had taken from the MERK. 7 trucks and many loads each. The end result was a pile of trash in my yard that was 30 feet across, 175 feet long and 12 feet deep. They buried my crops under piles of bags of garbage, stolen from the MERK garbage incinerator plant. 

Who does something like this? And why?

I don’t understand any of this.

I don’t know who these people are or why they are doing this.

The police believe they have me mixed up with someone else and are intending to attack someone who is not me, but looks enough like me that they are my doppelgänger.

Even so... why would you do something like this to any one?

Evidence suggest I was not the intended target. 

It doesn’t matter who the target was intended to be, these acts are downright awful. You shouldn’t o stuff like this to any one.

I am flabbergasted, that there are such evil people in this world that they would think to do things like this to other people.

How can some one be so vile, so demented, so twisted, so corrupted, so vengeful, so full of hate, so mentally deranged, so evil?

How do people like this even exist?

How can live with themselves?

Have they no guilt? No shame? No feeling of remorse? No compassion?

What kind of mental disorder must one have, to concoct the type of harassment these people are carrying out?

I feel that these people, these bullies, these harassers, must be incredibly paranoid, to go to such extremes.

What possible perceived injustice are they retaliating against?

Several times now they’ve shouted out that I tried to kill one of them and that’ why they are doing this, but I’ve never tried to kill anyone. I don’t know who it is I’m supposed to have tried to kill, either. They’ve never said, save the blond woman who claims I tried to kill her husband, but I don’t know who she or her husband is.

They keep making the claim they are getting back at me for stuff I did to them in school, but they are in their late 60s to mid 70s and older, my mother is only in her 50s, she isn’t even old enough to have gone to school with any of them, so how could they expect me to be even close to old enough to have ever gone to school with any of them? Plus I never went to school. There was even a lawsuit between the town and my parents in the 1980s because my parents wouldn’t send me to school.

March 2015 was the massive attack, with an entire fleet of trucks, and drove over the Church of the Holy Rhinstone, a church that stood on my land, my garage which is why I no longer have a garage to put my car in, my 2 sheds both of which had my tractors and other garden/crop machinery in them at the time. And of course the razing of the land, the cutting down of the apple orchard - the VERY apple orchard planted in 1530 that this town was named after... he actual "old orchard" of Old Orchard Beach... the very original trees - huge massive apple trees over 400 years old. The grape vineyards, the cherry trees, the pears trees. 

April 10, 2015, they returned, 4 police officer held me a gun point, while 10 other police officers held my children down with long poles with metal wire strangle loops on the end, and beat their faces in with cinder block bricks, knocking out every one of their teeth, breaking their jaws... POLICE OFFICERS DID THAT... while men they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" and "Dan" stood there and told the police officers what to do, how to beat them, while "Mark who needs no last name" boldly bragged that he paid the Old Orchard Beach police $6million dollars to do this.

May 15, 2015... the heads, hands, feet, and intestines of my children were nailed to my door. Later that same day police officer W. W. came to my home begging for forgiveness and claimed that men he referred to only as "Mark and Dan" were holding his beloved mother-in-law hostage and torturing her, and he helped in the April 10, 2015 attack, only to save her life and get her back. He claimed he had no prior knowledge of what was going to happen, claiming that he'd been told they were only going to "scare" us. He said he had not expected anyone to get hurt, he had not known my children would be tortured and kidnapped, he had not known they were going to be murdered. He said he was scared for his life and lives of his family. And he said: "They form a small army, our department doesn't have enough man power to stop them, and every one in this town is too scared to fight back. You don't know what's going on. And I think they mixed you up with someone else. They didn't know you were the owner of this land. They didn't know that was your motorhome. They thought someone else owned this place. It wasn't even your family they were after. You were the wrong target. You don't know who these people are. What they've done to our families. This is the actual Mafia. The real deal. I'm so sorry. This is the address they sent us to. But they had a different name as the owner. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were after someone else. I'm so sorry. I couldn't let my family died. And now yours is dead instead. This wasn't supposed to happen." Officer W.W, made some very wild claims. I don’t know if I can believe what he said or not. But what he said, definitely seems plausible, at least the part about them mixing me up with someone else.

I’m wondering if they haven’t mixed me up with my uncle Bruce and his family, because Bruce WAS making the claim that HE owned my land, and he DID on several occasions set up massive rows of military tents on my land, and attempt armed take overs of my farm. He did it many times throughout the 1970s to 1990s, and in 1996 had tents full of bombs and assault rifles, and stood off against police for 9 months before the fire department finally drove him and his clan off my farm by driving the ladder truck over the military tents.

Bruce was big problem for many years. And it wasn’t just me he did this to. My neighbours on both sides of me, he did it to them too, AND, he used to go around town claiming he owned ALL THREE properties (144, 146, 146A) AND had many people in the town convinced that all 3 properties were all belonging to 1 family!

In the summer, he used to go to the Post Office and have them forward all of his mail to my mailbox, to try to further convince people he lived there.

Several various school years the school social workers would show up at my farm asking the whereabouts of Danny, Angela, Adam, Autumn, Amber, and Bonnie... a names of children who supposedly attended Old Orchard Beach school, but had never set foot in the school,  and it turned out, actually lived in Utah many thousands of miles away, and he was using my farm address and my town’s school to get welfare checks for children, whom his ex-wife was ALSO getting welfare checks for in Utah! When they finally caught him he went to jail for welfare check fraud, fake address fraud, and home owner impersonation fraud, and had a $30,000 bail slapped on him.

My uncle Bruce and his friends, he/they WAS/ARE the right age range to have gone to school with these people, and Bruce was notoriously known as a bully, abuser.

...And you remember those 384 cats? Those where HIS cats. And he tortured them something fierce.  He not only massively abused us children, he also abused animals as well, and was a cat hoarder of huge extremes. He used those cats for target practice, used them to train his dogs to kill, and used them to train a great horned owl he took with him when bird/rodent/rabbit hunting.

He was a horrible man and no one is upset to see Covid19 take him away.

He hurt a lot of people, a lot of children, and a lot of animals, especially cats. He was a monster in the truest sense of the word. He’s also the man who locked me in cages and tortured me.

All evidence suggests that this mysterious Mark and crew, are actually targeting my uncle Bruce and his group... especially with officer W.W.’s testimony sating that they were after the owner of my land and were shocked to learn, I owned the land, not the person they had believed owned it.

They also went after my neighbours on both sides of me harassing them in similar fashion, as well, and likewise thought all 3 properties belonged to 1 person and were all one land, not 3 separate lands owned by 3 separate people... which further points to Uncle Bruce who for years claimed all 3 lands were one plot and all owned by him.

Bruce was an evil vindictive bastard, and if he and his group were intended targets, well, it’s understandable why they are attacking with such ferocity. But the fact remains, Bruce’s crew never owned my land or the 2 neighbours lands to either side of me and we 3 neighbours spent years, constantly chasing and rechasing his crew and their acres of military tents out of our land.

So, when police officer W.W. says this Mark and crew aimed their attack at the “owner of the 3 properties, thinking all 3 were 1 and all owned by one person” and subsequently “attacked you by mistake, not knowing you were the actual land owner”... I believe him. I believe these harassers were after someone from my Uncle Bruce’s group and attacked my family by mistake, because they believe my Uncle Bruce when he made the claim to own not only my land but also the land of both my abutting neighbours.

According to Old Orchard Beach Police Officer W.W., I was NEVER the intended target and EVERYTHING that was done to my family, was SUPPOSED to be done to my Uncle Bruce and HIS family and his sister Barbie Jean and HER family... and I'll point out here, from a distance, me and my aunt Barbie could pass for twins, and like me, she collects and drives rare, antique, and custom cars; like me, she owns a motorhome.

March 31, 2015, 2 weeks before the kidnapping of my children, Barbie's son Scott was arrested and sent to prison, for selling drugs at the Scarborough Downs Horse Race Track.

We did not know that until a year later, June 2016, when FBI Agent Andy Drewer took over the case.

I've not had contact with Uncle Bruce, Aunt Barbie, Uncle David, Uncle Joey, Uncle David, Uncle Paul, or Aunt Lucy, or any of their children/my cousins since 1996. I've not seen or heard from any of them in nearly 3 decades. So I had no way of knowing any of the goings on, any of the arrests, or the fact that ALL of them are wanted by the FBI for various things. I had no idea Paul had gone to prison for building the 2013 Boston Marathon bomb and selling it to Isis. I had no idea Scott had gone to prison for selling drugs at the race tracks for a Boston mobster. I was unaware, their connections to Boston at all. Last I had heard, all of them lived in Utah, so I had no idea any of them were here on the east coast, in Maine, and the Greater Boston area.




...were all INTENDED to be done to daughters of my Uncle Bruce, one of who DOES live on Portland Ave, about 8 houses down from me, and ALSO owns a neon pink motorhome, also owned a lot of cats (I had 13 - she had 384 - she's a major cat hoarder)... and in 2018, everything that happened to me, happened to her as well, because that's when they realized, they attacked the WRONG woman on Portland Ave... the WRONG pink motorhome, the WRONG house full of cats (again - 13 cats is not hoarding, but 384 cats IS).

According to the police reports, they attacked her, because he father Bruce, in 2013 had gone to this Mystery Mark's house and trashed his construction equipment, and Mark's attack on Me was relational for that, except, he attacked the wrong person, he attacked me instead of Bruce's daughter 8 houses away.

I think officer W.W, is telling the truth, and I think he really is scared for the lives of his family and acted out of sheer terror April 10, 2015.

And I think that’s a problem. 

Why?

Because if criminals are terrorizing police officers, than those officers can’t do their job.

Laws will NOT be upheld in a town, where the police are scared to enforce the law, scared of retaliation against their families, if they arrest criminals.

And that’s just wrong.

The police should NOT be terrified to do their jobs. They should not live in fear that their families will be killed by criminals, to the point that they start taking bribes from those criminals just to save the lives of their loved ones.

When police officers start doing that NO ONE in our town is safe any more.

We NEED police officers to enforce the law, to protect our families, to keep us safe... and when the officer officers are too scared to do that, that’s when it’s time for us residents, to take a good long look at WHY those officer are too scared to protect us any more.

This shouldn’t happen and it’s only happening because the residents of this town LET it happen.

The residents DO NOT support their local police and because of that the criminals are able to terrorize officers.

People officers can’t protect people they are scared of.

Police, should NOT be scared to protect the residents of their town. Criminals should not be allowed to have that much control of any town.

Police are scared to protect the residents of Old Orchard Beach, because they know, no one in this town has their backs.

They know, if they arrest criminals, they need witness to testify in curt, but no resident in this town has the balls to testify in court, and because of that, police have their hands tied.

As long as the residents of Old Orchard Beach, continue to NOT support the police of Old Orchard Beach, the criminals will continue to manipulate the police into fear.

You the citizens of Old Orchard Beach have the power to change this.

Help the police to help you.

You don’t have to live in fear of criminals any more.

You can take charge of your life.

You can speak up.

Let your voice be heard.

The police NEED our support.

Through your support, you CAN help the police put an end to this dynasty of crime that has terrorized our town for way too long.

Stop being spineless weaklings.

Stand up for yourselves.

Stand up for your families.

Stand up for your children.

Old Orchard Beach, used to be a great town. In 2007 we had 2 million tourists every day. 12,000 year round residents.

Now look at it since 2010. More than half the town businesses are closed and empty. Only 3,000 year round residents now. And now the town struggles to gain 10,000 tourists ALL YEAR TOTAL.

What caused the death of Old Orchard Beach in 2010?

The death of our town’s #1 tourist attraction: The World’s Most Haunted Car, The REAL Christine... my 1964 Dodge 330, that was cut in half May 2010. 

The attraction that brought 2 million DAILY to our beach was destroyed, by these very same men, who’ve done everything else that was done to me. And WHY should 2 million people visit our town, when the thing that brought them here, was destroyed by the town manager himself?

1 million 999,000 tourists no longer come to our town.

Tourists KNOW they are not safe in a town where police are terrified of the residents.

WHY should tourists trust police to protect them, when the residents can trust police?

Can you not see the mass destruction these criminals have unleashed on our town?

OPEN YOUR EYES AND LOOK AROUND YOU!

More than half the business are gone, empty, shut down, dead. Old Orchard Beach has become a ghost town.

300 businesses gone, empty.

9,000 year round residents gone, driven out for being too gay or too black or too transgender or too Muslim or too Jewish or too Native American.

Look what happened to Old Orchard Beach’s BLACK school teacher... Google it.. it made international headlines... 10 year old students from Kennebunk school smashed her car and painted swastika all over her house. She taught in Kennebunk school, but she lives on my street. Her family has been treated just as deplorably as mine.

THIS is what our town has become because the police are too scared to stand up to criminals, because they fear the backlash on their own families.

All of this is so many levels of wrong.

Keep in mind the "Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach" court case started BECAUSE of that June 2015 and September 2015 attack by police officers, looking for cannibals in my garden, and digging up every inch of my yard with a fleet of steam shovels and bulldozers and backhoes.

And it WAS revealed in court that the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, was suing me BECAUSE a town hall employee had read the Quaraun novels, and assumed that the ONLY reason I would write a transgender character was if I was myself transgender... they used a novel I wrote about and Elf Wizard as EVIDENCE to try to prove I was a gay man disguised as a woman because an Elf in the novel was a male to a female transvestite.

AND, they dug up my yard looking for evidence of cannibals, BECAUSE of the Quaraun novels, and they CLAIMED to have evidence of REAL cannibals in the area and the REAL version of the disease in the Quaraun novels... BUT... the police officers REFUSED to bring that evidence forward in court, so the judge threw out their accusations of cannibalism, and I throw a counterclaim of gay rights discrimination at them because they had claimed, gay men were not allowed to own property in Maine and they took my land, for 8 months... yes... the town TOOK POSSESSION OF MY FARM claiming that gay men were not allowed to own property in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, which is WHY, I marched naked through the town to the town hall, to PROVE to the court, I was a natural-born female... that's how the judge came to hand the deed to my land back to me and then tell me how to take this to superior court to get that gay discriminating law overturned... which we did October 21, 2016.

And the ring leader is still not caught. My uncles, they only kept a 10% cut of the money. The rest went to the man they took orders from. A man they refereed to as: "Mark who needs no last name". That's what they called him, He came every month to pick up the money and give them new orders. When I asked who he was, they said: "Mark", I asked "Mark who?" and they said: "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." I don't know him. I don't know his last name. But I'd recognize him if I saw him again. And I have. In 1991, when I asked that question, he looked like Bo Duke, John Snyder, could pass for his twin, only smaller. He barely came up to my uncle Bruce's shoulder, so he must have been 5'8 to 5'10".

I saw him again, March 2015, he's the man who was driving a navy blue pick-up truck. Drove it up into my driveway, and was ordering the police officers where to dig for cannibals. If there ARE bodies buried on my yard, HE would know, because HE - "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." - is the ONLY person who could have put them there.

He showed up again June 2015, this time he was driving a green construction, dump truck, with a silver and black stripped hood. He drove it up in my driveway, pulled a rifle out from under the seat and started shooting at me. 

He showed up again, September 12, 2015, with a 4-door white pick-up truck- one of those mega big mega sized ones, and a large crowd of people. They were chanting "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach" and accusing me of being a male disguised as a woman. Had police officers again, and said: "I pay you $6million a year to keep what I do out of the news. Don't you dare defy me." when the officers left his group to stand in my yard and form a wall of officers between me and the crowd to protect me from "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." and his fellow attackers.

This all started because we started construction of a house on my land, and he went nuts the day we started the foundation... in a new location, NOT in the location where the original house was.

He went totally out of his mind, telling police there were 500 human bodies buried on my land.

Police did find something... and the town went silent with terror... we have video footage of what they dug up... a huge rusted oil barrel... full of bones... FBI estimated it had been buried there in the mid-1950s.

But the ONLY person who knew where to look, was the person who told police it was there: "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." 

No one else suspected there was a giant oil drum full of bones buried in my yard.

I've lived here since 1975, and no one put it here since I was here. It was already here before I bought this land. And the foundation for the house was a slab, not a cellar, so we would not have dug down deep enough to find it, and had "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." not arrived with the claim cannibals lived here and buried bodies on my farm, no one would ever have dug that deep to look, and with house on top of that very location, those bodies would have remained buried forever.

I don't who this man is or why he thinks he knows me or why he seems to think I know him and why he is so hell bent psycho crazed deranged full force attack mode in endless steady constant non-stop attacks on me, my farm, and my family.

The stuff being done to me and my land is absolutly ridiculous on levels that defy any form of logic.

And... really? There are 500 humans buried on my farm? What nonsence is this?

If you KNOW there are bodies buried here, why've you said nothing before and HOW do you know?

I've known about the bones in the ravine since the 1980s and I've told dozens of people about them over the years. I couldn't remember the exact location and I went out into he woods looking for those bones daily for almost 30 years before I finally found where they were and took video footage of them, because no one believed they were there. No one, not one single person in 30 years believed me or would help me look for them, and it wasn't until the June 19, 2016 livestream that people finally believed me, when they saw the bones for themselves.

I was a witness, but even I couldn't locate the exact spot and it took me 30 years to find it.

So, HOW did this man, whom, had never set foot on my land since the 1975 that I had been here, how was he suddenly able to drive up in here with a full SWAT team... yes a SWAT team... and point to the EXACT spot where that barrel of bones was?

How is that possible?

The only way he could have known the exact spot with such minute precision is if he put those bones in that barrel himself.

Why did he never mention the bodies before? If they knew they were there, all those years, WHY didn't he mention it BEFORE we started construction of our house? He panicked. He was terrified those bodies would be found by the foundation dig crew, so he brought police up in here to stop the construction of my house, to look for bodies in my yard, but... he knew EXACTLY where to look. How did he know THAT?

If you are wondering, where in my yard the barrel. of bones was dug up... it's the exact location my motorhome is sitting right now... and where those 2 big Hamas and eye of grigori signs stand. I put those signs up as grave markers, for the dead who, have yet to be identified. We don't know who they were. But they were most definitely buried by cannibals. The damage done to their bones is testimony of that.

I've not been able to continue construction of the house, because no construction crew will get near my land since the oil barrel. was pulled up.

A steam shovel pulled it up, and when the driver saw what it was, he leapt out of the truck and ran out of the yard... and the rest of the Old Orchard Beach, Public Works crew, when they realized what was hanging off the steam shovel's bucket, they all ran screaming in terror, out of my farm as well.

The excavation equipment stayed in my yard for 6 months, untouched. They didn't dare to come back and get it. An entire fleet of big construction vehicles, standing like giant yellow dinosaurs in my yard all summer that year.

Bones scattered all over the driveway falling out of the giant oil barrel. that was hanging off the front of the steam shovel.

Police were so scared they didn't dare move the bones.

It was tourist attraction that year. I was recording when the barrel. came up and that YouTube livestream went viral because people watching it started Tweeting it out on Twitter.

All summer long I had people from all over the country, driving up in here to get pictures of the barrel. of bones, hanging half suspended over my farm.

That was 2015.

The 31 children of Goosefare Brooke Ravine, Blueberry Plains, Ross Forest, Old Orchard Beach, Maine was found a year later. June 2016. My dog Marcy found them. They'd been dug up by coyotes. That was also a YouTube livestream, and a Twitch livestream as well. I wasn't yet affiliate, the VOD is still on Twitch, though I set it to private, due to, you know, human body parts being dug up. We know who these bones were and who buried them here, and when. 458. The Cyr Clan. 1982.

Why is this happening?

Events I write in my novels aren't as freaky as the real world goings on in our town.

What is wrong with these people?

I don't understand why they are doing any of this.

You people who rely on tourist income, you should more concerned than any one.

Are you REALLY going to sit back and let criminals, drug dealers, take over our town like this?

Our town used to be so full of life. Now it’s almost a ghost town.

Our town is dying and it’ll die completely if these criminals are allowed to continue killing it.

And now 2020 came on top of it. Had our town had the balls to stand up to crime lords, it would have survived 2020. But with so few businesses left now BEFORE 2020 hit, how did anyone expect it to survive something like 2020.

You kissed the almighty tourists ass, and bowed before your lords and masters, men who had you by the balls and had you too scared to stand up for yourselves, your families, your neighbours, your public servants.

Our town is dying and it is your own inaction that is to blame. You the residents of this town are allowing our town to die.

Those few of us, like myself, who don’t rely on tourist income to survive, we will continue on in this town, as numbers continue to drop, businesses continue to close... but what will the rest of you do?

We can already see the answer... head to Ross Road and take a look at The Reclaim Blueberry Plains.

Recognize the construction equipment? Yeah. Do you know the history of that land? ENDANGERED PROTECTED BY FEDERAL LAW Ivory billed Woodpeckers live there, in the ENDANGERED PROTECTED BY FEDERAL LAW 500 year old Great White Mast Pines... wait... there were fewer than 30 of those birds on the entire planet and now most of them are dead... their babied killed, as the trees came down.

Did you know the Ross Forest used to be a State Park back in the 1920s and 1930s? And that is WHY those 500 year old mast trees stood there.

Where are the trees now?

There is a 30 foot tall pile of sawdust in the middle of a 27 acre sand dune... the trees are gone, the birds are gone, the grass is gone, the blueberries are gone, the top soil is gone.

The very same construction equipment that razed my farm 7 years ago, just razed the blueberry plains 2 months ago, and no one person in his town had the balls to do anything to stop it, just like 7 years ago not one person in this town had the balls to help my family.

7 years ago, huge land movers owned by the town, razed my yard, cut down 400 year old apple orchards, 200 year old grape vineyards, and tossed into a wood chopper: $300,000 in rare hybrid long stem rose bushes. A road grader scraped off and stole 6 feet deep of the top soil, taking with it acres of spring bulbs, daffodils, tulips, crocus, hyacinth, snowdrops. They left nothing behind but a few inches of sand on top of ledge and bare rock. 

Do you know what else is in those blueberry plains? WHY they are so desperate to uproot everything and run run it all through a sawdust chipper?

Take a closer look at that sawdust... it ain’t just trees. They are looking for and grinding up the bones.

GooseFare Brook Ravine is being ripped apart as they try desperately to find the other 2 cars full of sawed up bones. I only found one car full of bones. There are still 2 more out their, and they are ripping every last inch of ravine apart to hide the last piece evidence.

If you wanted to save the Blueberry Plains, you should have stood up to the men who murdered my family. If you had, the plains wouldn’t be a vast sea of sand and sawdust right now.

June 19, 2016... I did a very specific livestream. You see... A., D., B., and T. in the 1970s and 1980s, were in the habit of dragging big black trash bags into the forest, crossing my land to do it, and dumping those bags into the Goosefare Brook Ravine. In 1983, 3 snuck into Etiole's swamp and planted 3 acres of Marijuana. Someone found it and called the police, I don't know who... it was Maine's largest drug raid for decades. Many, many millions in plants where dug up and removed from Etiole's swamp. A few weeks later A, & D,s 10 year old daughter ran into my yard, touched my car on a dare from other children - the 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach police car, known by Stephen King fans as the REAL Christine, The World's Most Haunted Car... than jumped her bike, and sped down the road, as fast as she could, head on into a car coming the other way. She died instantly, he brain shattered all over the end of my driveway, and her mother A responded by the Battle of 458 - the biggest mass shooting ever in Maine history, that ended up with 3 Gypsy clans and 2 police departments, in a shoot out between 70+ adults all armed with guns. One of my cousins, an 8 year old boy, standing 3 feet from me, had his eye shot out by one of the bullets. While A ran around the street screaming: "FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

THOSE are the 31 children, whose bones were sawed up and tossed into the GooseFare Brook Ravine... yes, that DOES mean, police officers KNEW those children were there and covered it up.  And I witnessed that entire event.

And THAT is WHY... when police officers murdered my family in 2015, I did a livestream, walking to the ravine, to show the world, where those bones were... because I'm sick and tired of the police corruption in this fucking town, and those sawed up bones of 31 children are PROOF of what this town government is like.... as are the heads of my children that were nailed to my door.

At the end of The Battle of 4-5-8... A. took 2 gas cans and poured them all over the big dome house, than set a match to it, and no one knew, why when she did her brother B., started running, jumped in his robin egg blue truck and backed down the driveway, hit Portland Ave doing 70 and didn't stop driving until the high speed chase caught him in CT... oh but we knew before he was out of sight, why he started running... the dome house went up like Hiroshima into a mushroom cloud that could be seen across the entire state... turns out there was a Meth lab in that house.

June 19, 2016... the livestream of the bones went viral, it's what made my YouTube channel suddenly explode overnight... and police officer W.W. upset, by the fact that, the livestream included the entire police call and response, and that response was to laugh and do nothing... fed up with the corruption in his department, he forwarded that livestream VOD to the FBI, and the FBI arrived in Old Orchard Beach, to dig up the Reclaim Blueberry Plains, and all hell broke lose in this town, as most of the police officers suddenly found themselves arrested. An entire new police force from out of state was brought in to replace the long time officers who had proven they could not be trusted to uphold the law. Many town hall officials and public works employees also found themselves arrested by the FBI.

June 26, 2016... barely a week later... the blond woman and the red haired Kendra woman showed up at my workplace, Scarborough WalMart, and tried to kill me, yet again... these are the same 2 woman who attacked me with golf clubs at Southern Maine Community College November 14, 2013... they left me for dead in 2013, I was paralized for 5 months. It took me 18 months to relearn to walk. I was out of the wheel chair, and I was without a walker, I was without a cane. I had almost fully covered from their November 14, 2013 attack with golf clubs... June 26, 2016, this time they attacked with shopping carts, and I'm now crippled for the rest of my life. They shattered 3 vertebra this time and it can't be operated on. I had to relearn to walk a second time, and I'm not yet recovered now in 2021. In 2013 they drove away in the 4 door white pickup truck. In 2016 they drove away in a gold Volvo SUV station wagon.

That blond woman and her red haired Kendra sister, they are wanted by the FBI for attempted murder of me and they are also wanted in questioning for being suspected of also being the murderers of my children.

I don't know who these 2 women are. They are complete and total strangers to me. If you know, the FBI wants your help in identifying them.

The blond woman shows up my driveway frequently, screaming and yelling, sometime accompanied by a small child, about 5 years old, that she pulls behind her in a red radio flyer wagon. She looks to be about 60 or 70. She often wears a denim button down shirt and jeans. She's prone to yelling at passing cars, while pointing up my driveway, and saying: "There's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband."

I've never tried to kill anyone, so is accusation is baffling at best.

She seems to think I know who she is, and has made the claim, that "I was that brat in school"... the red haired Kendra woman, sometimes with her, claims to be her sister, also appears to be 60 to 70 and also seems to think I know who she is, and frequently says: "You bullied me in school, but no more, I'm Kendra SilverMander it's my turn to shine."

They BOTH make the claim they went to school with me, and yet, I never went to school, a well documented fact... because I'm the child the FBI rescued in what the news media called "Maine's House of Horrors". I was locked in a cage when I was 8 years old. I was let out on Sundays, to go to church, and not allowed to speak or make eye contact with anyone, and this was only done infrequently, whenever church goers asked what happened to that girl you had. I was 31 years old when the FBI arrived, because of Heaven's Gate having killed 39 people, and my uncle being one of the members and self proclaiming himself as the leader of Heaven's Gate after Applewhite's death. To this day I still don’t know if he actually was a member and leader of Heaven’s Gate, or if he just claimed he was. He continued to claim he was the leader f Heaven’s Gate right up until his recent death from Covid19. The FBI was investigating the murder of 39 people in California, and had no idea they'd find children in cages in Maine as a result.

So you see, when the blond woman and her Kendra sister, make the claim they went to school with me and I was the class bully who beat them up, this is easily proven false, because the time period when I should have been in school, I was locked in a cage, being tortured by my sadistic uncle Bruce.

Also, they are in their late 60s to mid 70s... making them older than my parents, so how could I have been in school with them, even if I had gone to school? At best I would have been starting pre-school the year they would have been graduating high school.

These things they say about school, only further agrees with what police officer W. W. said May 15, 2015, when he made the claim, they had gotten me mixed up with someone else.

July 2016, a month after the shopping cart attack... yet another Old Orchard Beach police officer arrived, this one accompanied by 2 Biddeford officers, who had been former OOB officers... these 3 officers, had a vastly eye opening story to tell me.

They had been called to Old Orchard Beach, to my farm, to arrest me, a call made to them, by a man named Mark, whom one of these officers, claimed was his brother in law. This Biddeford officer, said he requested to transfer ot of Old Orchard Beach department years ago, because his sister (whom he claimed he suspected, but could not prove was the blond woman whom had attacked me at WalMart) was quote "trying to control the town" he said "treats Old Orchard Beach like a dynasty, thinks she's a duchess, has severe mental disorders, and thought she could buy the police department". He went on to say, she got in with the real Mafia years ago and went to her head, and now she thinks she IS the Mafia and most of Old Orchard Beach's business owners, especially the motel owners are scared shitless of her, because they believe her claim to be Mafia. He went on to say, she's not Mafia, but she's good at convincing people she is and stated "I wouldn't murder beyond her. She'd do it just to prove she is Mafia." He said he transferred out of OOB department to Biddeford department because he was fed up with how easy it was for her to get every officer to do anything she asked. He said "the corruption in that department runs deep; don't cross her or any officer she controls; they WILL kill you and every around you. You don't know who her husband is. He doesn't just control that town, he controls half the state."

What he was telling me was bizarre on extremes, but even more bizarre was the live feed radio call, that he had me listen too, as it was happening, on my farm in Old Orchard, while I was at my dad's house in Biddeford.

He said: "The Old Orchard Department called me, asked me to come over here. Buddy Will wanted to prove you were not in Old Orchard and that Mark has you mixed up with someone else. That fucking bastard is crying wolf and trying to frame you, we can prove it right now. We are fucking feed up WolfBoy."

He turned on his radio, so I could hear. A what I heard... a man whose voice I do not recognize, yelling at a Officer W.W. and saying: 

"That is Wendy, arrest her now! That is EelKat. She tried to kill me."

While officer W.W. and another officer, told the man: "his isn't Wendy. We have officers with her right now. Who tried to kill you? Wendy? Or THIS woman right here?"

"This woman right here! This is EelKat I tell you! Arrest her! What do you think I pay you for! You aren't allow to defy me! I own this town! You are my slaves. I command you to arrest her!"

W.W.: "This isn't EelKat. This isn't Wendy. I've known her for years. And right now, she's on the other side of the state. With 3 officers, listening to you right now. You are NOT the law. We've had it with you. You don't own me. And you've mixed her up with someone else. You've been harassing the wrong damned person. You dare call us about Wendy ever again, and I will personally arrest you for false reports, than I'll tell them everything. You'll never see the outside a prison for the rest of your life when I get done with you. You fucking leave this woman alone. You destroyed her life, because you couldn't tell her apart from someone else."

I used to aqua jog, mountain climb, horseback riding, and I hiked 13 miles a day. And in the blink of an eye, that lifestyle was taken away, and every day was struggle, just to sit up and breath, with no hope of ever walking again. I defied doctors. It's been 8 years and I can move around the house by holding on to things and I now can walk again, at the moment only short distances outside with a cane, and the hope is to continue to improve. I still have a long road of recovery ahead. But I'm walking again, something that 8 years ago, doctors said would never happen. 

My farm was razed.

My family was murdered.

I was 5 months paralysed, and had to relearn to walk. It was 8 years ago and I'm not yet fully recovered due to 3 inoperable vertebrae and hip dysplasia. November 14, 2013, 10PM, at WalMart, while putting bags of groceries in the back seat of my car, I was attacked by 3 rapists armed with metal golf clubs, who left me parallelized, in a wheel chair, broken spine, broken hip, broken pelvis, broken knees, serve nerve damage to my left side limiting the use of my left hand, my bladder incontinent from nerve damage, they left me for dead, and I had doctors telling me I would never walk again.

There's more that has happened. A lot more. 

* The thousands of gallons of sewage they pumped into my motorhome in 2015.

* The cats. the Ptarmagin cats. World famous groups of cats. You remember them. If so, you remember what these people did to those cats. Poisoned. All dead the same day. 12 cats. Dead to what the vet described as: "enough poison to kill a great dane".

* My horse, she had her head beat in with a rock.

* My bantam roosters... 70 pet roosters, hung by their necks in rope nooses in my rose bushes.

* A bomb blowing up my house October 16, 2006.

* My dad put in a coma May 9, 2006.

* A home break in April 2007 that left everything in my house smashed by baseball bats.

* My brother’s meal at McDonald's poisoned with LSD and Molly almost killing him November 17, 2016.

* Boards full of nails across my driveway.

#If you read my daily blog, it keeps a list of each new attack, every day, spanning 7,300 days... 7,300 such events, since June 2001 when they first started.

Endless, counted and record, daily harassment, that has spanned 7,300 days.

7,300 incidents.

This man Mark, his blond woman, her red haired Kendra sister, and the bald man who drives the 4 door white pick up truck... THEY have committed 7,300 crimes, acts of harassment, since June 2001, and those 7,300 harassment attacks are JUST the ones they’ve done to me... it does NOT include the daily attacks they have done to 140 OTHER families in this town.

An evil walks among us.

Two men and two women, workers of iniquity, vile doers of evil. Utterly inhuman monsters spewed out of the mouth of Hell itself.

Evil.

Pure evil.

Destroyers.

Corrupt.

Twisted.

They beat a path of destruction across our town.

They leave a trail of bodies every where they walk.

They are a curse upon our town, destroying everything they touch.

Hate mongers.

Animal abuses.

Child abusers.

Rapists.

Vandals.

Thieves.

Kidnappers.

Murderers.

June 2021 will be the 20th anniversary of the endless daily attacks they wielded out on my family for no reason at all other than THEY ARE PURE EVIL.

They call Etiole a demon, but they should look in the mirror at themselves, because their acts are nothing less than purely demonic.

Just look at what they did to the cats... that one event alone screams servant of Satan.

 THIS is the man who controls the police. He bullies the police into doing his will.

Look at the land on Portland Ave. Deed restricted to no more than 5 houses... how many houses are going up in under an acre across from my driveway? It's calling the town hall code office into signing illegal deeds.

Do you remember the back hoe on my house? Did you know the town hall signed the paperwork for that? And neither him nor the town hall were aware it was MY name on the deed, because they NEVER CHECKED THE ACTUAL deed. They simply believed the word of my uncle Bruce, who at the time was claiming to be my father Ken.

Keep in mind, this mystery Mark, is the OWNER of the 14 child prostitution rings the FBI shut down. I was one of those Smithwheel Road girls... I went the police about it in 1987. The FBI raid happened in 2016... the police did NOTHING to help us girl's raped daily by the men, brought in by this Mark person.

This man makes $12,000 for EVERY 15 minutes his priests buy with those 8 year old girls.

I was one of those girls, that WHY I know this man's face, and that's WHY he bends over backwards to kill everything and everyone I love... because he has thousands of rape charges against, rape of children 4 to 12 years old... he knows he'll get life in prison, if I ever see his face again.

Abuser of animals.

Abuser of children.

The harassment online... guess what the IP address is for MOST of the harassers. Portland Ave. That's not only local... that's ... oh look... I see a back hoe parked in that driveway. That says something doesn't it? It says that the harassers online are THE EXACT SAME PEOPLE harassing me offline. Yeah.

Do you remember the German Shepard.

The one who used to ride around Old Orchard Beach in the scoop of a back hoe, THAT, back hoe... raise if you remember what happened to that dog, June 2001. Don't remember? I do. That tree his head was nailed to, was in my yard. That blond woman who wields golf clubs in 2013 and shopping carts in 2016... she's the one who put that dog's head there.

She is Satan incarnate herself.

Look at what she does to animals.

Look at what she did to that dog.

Look at what she did to my cats.

No one who abuses an animal, is a good person.

No one who kidnaps 12 cats, puts them in a motorhome, take a Blow Brother's sewage truck and pumps thousands of gallons of human feces, into the motorhome, to try to drown the cats, than try to blame me for it, is anything less than evil.

How did they get access to a Blow Brother's sewage waste truck? Oh wait... who is on the town council again? Name of Blow, happens to own Blow Brothers, and lives next door to me, so only had to drag the truck's pump house 50 feet to stuff it in a window of my motorhome.

Be sure your in will find you out.

The blond woman, is the worst of the 4, and a Biddeford police officer, suspects she may be his sister, because he claims his sister lives in Old Orchard Beach and has done hundreds of things like this to hundreds of other people, before these things started happening to me.

She belongs in a straight jacket, and if you know who she is, FBI Agent Andy Drewer wants to know.

#FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of everything in this case. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322

Don't want to call? Federal Bureau of Investigation, 100 Middle Street, Portland, Maine 04101-4100 is the mailing address.

If you know the identity of this mystery "Mark" call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.

If you know the identity of this mystery blond woman call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.

If you know the identity of this mystery red-haired Kendra Silvermander woman call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.

If you know the identity of this mystery bald man who drives the 4-door white pick up truck call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.

If you have ever been witness to ANY of these attacks on my family call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him what you saw.

If you have ANY information about ANY of these events, either the online harassment or the offline harassment, call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.

#If these people have done ANYTHING to YOU... the FBI investigation, is of the entire town, not just my family, they are also investigating the inaction of the Old Orchard Beach Police, the actions of the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, the actions of the Old Orchard Beach Public works, the actions of several Old Orchard Beach hotel and motel owners, the actions of at least one Old Orchard Beach camp ground owner, the actions of at least 4 of Old Orchard Beach's construction/excavating/landscaping/plumbing/electrician businesses, 120 other Old Orchard Beach families who ALSO have been attacked daily/weekly/monthly for decades same as my family, and several people suspected in a massive Greater Boston Area Heroine Drug Ring that is sourcing their drugs from Old Orchard Beach somewhere on Portland Ave... 64 residents involved in the investigation already have all given alarmingly similar testimonies of Mafia thugs hurting their families, and it is suspected by the FBI, that the Boston Mafia is connected to this case... This is NOT JUST an investigation of the murder of my family. This is a MASSIVE investigation of THOUSANDS of attacks committed on HUNDREDS of families in Old Orchard Beach, and hundreds of other families throughout Maine, New Hampshire, Quebec, and The Greater Boston Area.

The FBI advices, that if these people have hurt your family: **DO NOT CONFRONT THEM - THIS IS THE ACTUAL MAFIA THAT IS BEING INVESTIGATED AND THEY WILL KILL YOU, JUST LIKE THEY DID MY FAMILY.**

At least 7 Old Orchard Beach Police Officers and 3 Old Orchard Beach Town Hall Employees have already been arrested for their involvement in dealing drugs, harassing residents, and accepting bribes from the Boston Mafia.

The FBI needs YOUR help to bring these terrorists down and run them out of our town once and for all.

If you have **ANY** information, no matter how small, that you think may be connected to this case, call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.

Do your duty and make this town safe again... he has our back, even if the local police do not. he WILL help you. If you are getting no where with the police, call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.

Help him to help you.

Help him clean up our town.

These people are monsters.

They've run our town for far too long.

The police don't have the balls to protect us.

You don't have to be scared of the police any more.

Go over their heads to the FBI.

The FBI WILL help you, where the police have not.

Put these criminals behind bars where they belong.

#If you have ANY information about ANY aspect of this case, FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of everything in this case. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322

Don't want to call? Federal Bureua of Investigation, 100 Middle Street, Portland, Maine 04101-4100 is the mailing address.

We are fast upon the 20th anniversary of daily endless harassment, at the hands of these 4 vile scum bags.

Why?

We don’t even know who they are.

They attack us with no motive. No reason. No cause. They attack simply because they are sadistic and take gluttonous delight in hurting others. 

June 2021, marks the anniversary of 20 years of hell my family has been subjected too.

All because this man, this mystery Mark, whose last name seems to be known to the police but is still unknown to me and man whom I've never seen or met - he keeps his face covered whenever he shows up... mistook me for someone else... and police officers and town hall workers and public work employees.

Welcome to Old Orchard Beach... this is NOT the way life should be, you know it.

What these people did to me, should never have happened, and according to the police, it's been happening for 50+ years to hundreds of people, hundreds of families, in this town, and every one is too scare to talk about it or fight back to stop it. That NEEDS to change.

The corruption in our town, needs to stop... but it won't end, until every last person who is being harassed by these people stand up, put their foot down, and say enough is enough, we ain't gonna take this any more.

We the people of Old Orchard Beach need to take back our town.

Everything you do, returns to you.

For every evil you commit, you WILL be haunted by it, tormented by it... your own guilt will eat away your mind and utterly destroy you.

Every good deed is the same. 

You reap what you sow. The more good you do, the more you are blessed and rewarded.

I am greatly blessed, for I do not have a guilty conscience.

I can sleep at night, knowing I did no wrong.

Can you?

The truth will set you free.

You can't hide in the shadows forever, the light of the sun will eventually find you and expose your sin.

Will you be able to live with your own guilt?

Did you know, we believe there is no Heaven or Hell. We believe, that our spirits live on, but that our actions in life determine, the state of spirit exists in.

We believe that Heaven is not a physical place, but rather a state of mind that your soul fills with after death.

Likewise we believe the same of Hell.

Hell, is a place of empty darkness, within your soul. 

The more harm you do to those around you, the emptier your soul becomes.

What you did to me, my family, my house, my farm, my cars, my cats... all of it... every hateful act wells up inside you, consuming you, and when you die, it will envelope you, and you will feel, every pain I felt, every pain my family suffered, every agony my pets suffered at your hands. You'll feel it ALL... all our suffering, all our sorrow, all at once, every day, for eternity. THAT is Hell. And that is where every one of you who ever hurt any creature on this planet, that is the Hell that awaits you.

That is the Hell you will NEVER escape.

All that you do, good or bad, is mirrored back on you.


For every good deed you are rewarded seven fold. 


Give $10 to the homeless, you'll find $70 mysteriously come to you in return.


7 years ago a back hoe was driven over my house, and now a tornado, has dropped a back hoe on your house.


7 years ago, huge land movers owned by the town, razed my yard, cut down 400 year old apple orchards, 200 year old grape vineyards, and tossed into a wood chopper: $300,000 in rare hybrid long stem rose bushes. A road grader scraped off and stole 6 feet deep of the top soil, taking with it acres of spring bulbs, daffodils, tulips, crocus, hyacinth, snowdrops. They left nothing behind but a few inches of sand on top of ledge and bare rock. 


Now this week, 7 years later, a crew of huge land movers, clear cut 72 acres of protected town owned forest, 500 year old endangered pines, rolled back all the top soil, leaving it in a huge 50 foot tall mound, leaving behind a desert wasteland... that is all that left of The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, on this the 7 year anniversary of the razing of my farm.


Those who laughed, when others warned 7 years ago, what Etiole would do, aren't laughing any more, now that 7 years is here, are they?

The 7th anniversary of my family's murder is still a year away.


And the 7th anniversary of my beaten, left for dead, and crippled a 2nd time is still two years away.


Etiole's not done with this town yet. Far from it.


You can't bribe an archangel or a demon, whatever you wish to believe he is. He's not a scared police officer or a greedy town official. He's not even Human.


How do you plan to reason or bargain with a creature from another dimension?


Angels and Demons are bound by laws of justice. They can't be bribed like a human.


Tick tock, tick tock, 7 years are almost up.


*"Look to the frogs, they will be the first to go.

Where the frogs go, the bees soon shall follow.

Than 130,000 Americans will die in a single day.

Then human will breath a sigh of relief, thinking the worst is over, but we have not yet begun, the worst is yet to come."*

-Etiole 1997


A world wide extinction of frogs has already happened... and it WAS followed by a mass extinction of bees. On July 4, 2020 the world was shaken to it's core when 130,000 Americans died in a single day, from Covid19. 2021, sees humanity breathing a sigh of relief that the worst, but according to what Etiole said 3 decades ago... the worst has not yet begun, something far greater than Covid19 is about the bring the Human race to it's knees. The time or date is unknown, a few weeks, a few years, we don't know, nor did he say what was coming.


You always hear people talk about their god being a passive god who, stands back and watches from afar. Your god sounds lazy and incompetent.


My god is very active, wields physical justice that can be witnessed by all, dishes out great rewards in exchange for kindness and good deeds, while plowing through sinners and workers of evil with a vicious vengeance. My god doesn't hide in the shadows and leave my prayers unanswered. 


I hold no alliance to any religion.


My allegiance is to The One God and his army of archangels, because they have proven themselves, time and time again, to be the most powerful beings this world has ever known.


I have witnessed the power of angels.


I've seen their many wings, heavy laden with shinning feathers, and bright eyes upon each one. Eyes that see through time, through walls, across nations, forward and backward.


They see all.


They know all.


You can hide nothing from them.


Nor can you hide from them.


They see your sin.


They see your works of evil.


They see your compassion.


They see all your good deeds.


And they reward and punish accordingly.


I was raised a 5th generation FLDS Mormon.


I attended 12 years of Calvinist Seminary/Bible College.


And I met Etiole and set him free. In exchange, he taught me the rites and rituals of Voodoo and Enochain Angel Magic.


I believe in the power of angels.


Through faith, all things are possible.


Believe and anything can happen.


I've seen the power and glory of the archangels.


I know without a doubt, that not even every human on the planet gathered together, has even a sliver of the power of just one angel. And I have Etiole and his entire army on my side.


People fear Etiole. Call him a demon.


But they have no reason to.


Etiole is kind and gentle and loving.


Etiole is only dangerous to evil doers who seek to harm those he loves.


Etiole protects his own, as would any moral, decent man.


If you have love, kindness, good thoughts, and compassion in your heart, than you would never seek to do evil. You would never commit sin. And you would never have any reason to fear Etiole.


Your fear of Etiole, exists only because you have hurt me or my family, and you know in your heart of hearts that Etiole WILL come for you. 


Etiole is immortal. You can not harm him. 


Etiole walks through time. He moves through solid walls, like they were not there. He moves in the blink of an eye, one second here, one second there tens of thousands of miles away. For this reason, you not hide from him, nor can you out run him.


Time. Space. Physical walls. They mean nothing to an archangel. 


He is not flesh as humans know it. He takes a solid form, when that is his will. But he can walk out of that flesh, and exist as nothing more than a glowing beam of bright blue light.


He can look like anything or anyone. 


I've seen his snake form, his white owl form, his white monkey form, his black shifting shadowy goo under your bed form.


If you want to fear him, he can be fearsome and will be that, if you are deserving of his fear.


He appears to me, as a little man, kind and gentle. I've never had reason to fear him.


But there are throughout Maine, more than 7,000 witness testimonies, from others whom have seen him, and describe him as a huge beast, a demonic creature, with a maw full of many rows of piranha teeth, and sharp eagle's talons on his hands.


I've seen him take that form, in his den in The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, near the graves of the children, whose bodies were sawed up, put in black plastic bags, stuffed in the trunk of 3 cars, and those cars buried in the Goosefare Brooke Ravine. 


He takes that form there, because the souls of 31 dead, murdered children, scream out from the ravine of The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, crying for justice, crying for their murderer to be revealed.


He takes that fearsome form, at the ravine, because he has absorbed the souls of those murdered children, and their pain, their suffering, their agony, screams out from within him.


He has guarded their mass grave, their sawed up pieces, in black plastic bags, in the trunks of 3 cars, at the bottom of the ravine, since The Cyr Clan dumped them there, in the 1970s.


Etiole appeared in The Ross Forest, September 23, 1978... his spirit was pulled into our physical plain, by the screams of the souls of The White Monkey Children.


He is a Guardian Angel, an Avenging Angel,  who rose up in our town for one purpose and one purpose only: To protect the children who were victims to a horrible group of people.


I was one of those children.


We children who were raped, caged, and tortured by evil men, we begged and we pleaded for help. And no human would help us.


No bishop.


No priest.


No police officer.


No town manager.


No town council men.


We escaped again and again, and we begged every adult we could find in this town, to please help us. Please end our suffering.


But punishment for escape, was death, and being buried by Anne, Bryan, Donald, or Troy at the bottom of that ravine.


As more of us were killed and buried and no help from the men of the town came, we turned to god, we pleaded and begged, send us angel to punish the men who torment, torture, rape, and murder us.


That's when Etiole appeared.


He came in answer to our prayers.


Of more than 140 of us children who were tortured by those evil men, I am one of the last 2 still alive.


There were over 200 of us in 1975 when they started tossing our bodies in the ravine.


Now in 2021, only 2 of those children remain. And I am one of those 2.


That is why Etiole protects me.


He will never leave me.


He will never forsake me.


We children summoned him in our terror and by the blood of my cousins who lay dead at bottom of that ravine, Etiole draws his power.


And even centuries after I am gone, he will continue to guard this location, and he continue for thousands of years, to haunt the children and grandchildren of the men who tortured and murdered The White Monkey Children of Old Orchard Beach, Maine.


If you never hurt us, The White Monkey Children, you have nothing to fear from Etiole.


But if you were ever involved in any crime against any of us, in any way, at any point in our lives... woe unto and your family for 7 generations, for he will haunt you, torment you, and your children, and your grandchildren, and their children and their grandchildren, 7 times over.


Everything you have done to us, he will do to them, for the next 700 years. For that is what we 140 children asked him to do, when we summoned him, 50 years ago.


You may call him a demon, but children who summoned him, we know what he really is: he is our Guardian Angel.


Etiole. 


HE is my religion. 


HE is what I believe in.



...............


#Update: April 23, 2021:


Did you see the nightly news.


Old Orchard Beach, Maine is in national news.


*Oh, boo-hoo.*


*Boo-hoo.*


*Boo-hoo-hoo.*


There he is. Crying for the camera.


The crocodile tears.


Standing in front of the world's famous world's largest anchor.


*Boo-hoo.*


*Boo-hoo-hoo.*


*Oh, boo-hoo.*


*Boo-hoo.


*I'm going bankrupt. Oh boo-hoo. I don't know what to do. I might lose my hotel. Boo-hoo, boo-hoo. I might have to sell my back hoe just to feed my family. All my millions. All my billions. My money is gone. I'm ruined. Ruined. Boo-hoo. Boo-hoo. Our 5 story hotel. 300 rooms. My poor wife has to clean all the linens herself, in our washing machine at home. Boo-hoo. Boo-hoo. I've had to sell most of my fleet. Boo-hoo. Boo-hoo. My beloved back hoe is all I have left and might have to sell her too. Boo-hoo, boo-hoo.* 


*Boo-hoo.*


*Boo-hoo-hoo.*


*Oh, boo-hoo.*


*Boo-hoo.*


Tick tock, tick tock, what is that I hear... could it be Etiole's 7 year clock?


No one is crying for you, jackass, the entire town claps and cheers in celebration at the fall of the Royal Family who has terrorized The Dynasty of Old Orchard Beach since June 2001.


How many familes have you made homeless.


How many pets have you killed.


You reap what you sow. And you've sewn a lot of evil on a lot of families, and God has heard our cries. God has seen our tears. God in enraged at the suffering you have cause for so many families, so many children, so many pets.


No good deed goes unrewarded by the angels of heaven.


And no act of evil, goes unpunished by the hand of God.


God has said enough is enough, you'll not my children any more. As you have done unto them, so shall the host of heaven cause to be done unto you.


You wave your Bible in the air, while stand in my driveway screaming "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach"... but did you ever read that Bible. The stories of the angels? You professed your Christianity, while committing heinous acts of terror on your town.


>>>*Their mouth hails God, crying Lord! Lord! But when he meets you face to face, he shall say, I know yea not, for you hurt these my children, the widowed, the orphaned, the homeless, the beggar, the enhungered. You cast them aside. You tortured and tormented them. You are as lukewarm water and I spit you from my mouth. You cried Lord, Lord, only to be seen pleasing to the eyes of man. By their their fruits, ye shall know them. You and your acts of evil, you are not my children and I hear not your cry. You spoke Lord, Lord, in words only, but your actions speak louder than your words. I cast you out from among me and shake your dust from my feet. You are but a wolf in sheep's clothing.*


Know ye not your Bible? Or do you wave it over your head just for show?


How many times does God say in the Bible say: "As ye have done unto my children, so to shall I do it unto thee, 7 times 7"*?


How many times did God say: "Love thy neighbour as thyself. Do good unto others, for all are my children."?


How many times did God command his army of angels, to destroy evil doers by the every same method the evil doers did, God said: "Measure by measure, judge not, least ye be judge with the same measuring stick, ye used to judge. As ye have judged them my children, so shall ye be judged 7 times over."


The Bible... perhaps, time would better spent reading it, than waving it over your head, Bible in one hand, rifle in the other, standing in my driveway screaming: "Too gy for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach."


Did you know not only am I NOT gay, but also, there is not one single, solitary verse in the Bible against being gay.


Our town is your dynasty no more.


Old Orchard Beach isn't run by you any more.


You can't buy the police any more.


Fuck you and your fucking back hoe, that you drove over my house with, and the houses of a 120 others in our town. Oh boo-hoo, you've gone bankrupt and might have to sell your back hoe to stay afloat. Fuck you. Fuck you back hoe. Burn in hell with it.


You and your back hoe made me homeless. Not fun when YOUR family becomes homeless is it?


Did you REALLY think you could hurt so many people and hide your sin from God?


God sees all. You hid nothing from him.


God knows your guilt. 


We did nothing against you. We didn't even know you. Yet you in your arrogance tortured and tormented, targeted and harassed my family. You had no reason. You had no cause. You were blinded by your hate for gay people so much, that you saw gay people where there were none --- and you blamed it on God. You sad God told you to do it. No. He did not and you know it.


You do not do the work of God, you do the work of Satan. Did you not read where the Bible says: *"By their fruits ye shall know them. They pitter patter at night, to and fro, like Satan they come to kill, steal, and destroy, and they do in my name, they cry out Lord, Lord, but I know them not. They do no works by me, for they are the workers of iniquity. My children bring forth good fruits, They love one another as I have loved them."*


You know what you did to me, my family, my pets, my neighbours... 120 families in this town cry out to God for mercy, pleading for help, pleading for an end of your self-righteous reign of terror.


You blind hate. Baseless and bigoted has destroyed s many lives of so many families.


As you do unto me, on the 7th year anniversary, Etiole will do it unto thee.


April 2021 is here.


Happy 7 year anniversary.



FAQ: How much money do you make from streaming?

ZERO

NOTHING

I've NEVER earned a single penny from any of my videos, VODs, or livestreams, not on Twitch, not on YouTube, not on any other platform.

I do not monetize my content.

I do not turn on ads.

I do not have a donation link.

Streaming, gaming, and video creation are things I do in my spare time, after work. It is how I relax and de-stress. It is not a career/income for me. This is why I also do not have a regular or consistent schedule. I stream, play video games, and make videos in my spare time, when I feel like I am in the mood to do so. I find the act of playing video games, streaming, and making videos to be incredibly relaxing and it is my habit to do these things either when I am stressed out and need to relax or when I am having trouble sleeping and need to do something that will help lull me into a sense of calm so I can sleep.

The car/driving/shopping/town vlogs and livestreams are not something I do as a hobby. I do them at the request of FBI agent Andy Drewer, who goes through them all with a fine tooth comb looking for any clues as to the identity of the bomber who blew up my house or the murderers who cut the heads off my children and nailed them to my door. This camera is running 24hrs a day and if you do ANYTHING on that camera, you WILL be questioned by the FBI, so be sure you REALLY want that 5 minutes of fame BEFORE you jump in front of that camera, because it WILL brand you as a murder suspect.

If you have any information on the kidnappers or the murders...

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 


UPDATE: April 7, 2021: The Art Car Building Streams Are Returning Soon! The Dazzling Razzberry is about to return, as we completely rebuild it on stream

Close-up on The Dazzling Razzberry II's 2.5million marbles and beads
The Dazzling Razzberry, April 7, 2021
Close Up The Dazzling Razzberry Hood - before and after the February 2019 vandalism done by fans of the PsychoBitch 4Chan QAnon Streamer & her simps who did $30,000 in damages to it:
The Dazzling Razzberry 2 aka The Autism Awareness Car, as it looked from May 2012 until it's destruction February 2019
The Dazzling Razzberry, April 7, 2021

The Dazzling Razzberry is back... now all black primer... Repaired, wielded back together, running, licensed, registered, and back on the road again... now primed and ready to be restored.

This car was obliterated by a PsychoBitch 4Chan QAnon Twitch streamer and 5 of her simps armed with baseball bats, in February 2019. They did $30,000 in damages, leaving it chop-shopped to pieces, smashed apart, and all of it's 2.5million beads and marbles scraped off.

This car was my daily driver and daily car vlog streams stopped February 2019 because the car was reduced to so many chopped up pieces, that it took up nearly 3 years to wield the pieces back together, and make the car drivable again.

Because it cost $12,000 for the 2.5million marbles that was glued to it, and took me 4 years to hand glue them on one marble at a time, and most of those 2.5million marbles were reduced to shattered powdered glass dust by the vandals, The Dazzling Razzberry will not be returning to it's former shimmering glory.

If you know the Twighlight Manor series and you know Etiole's brother Razzbury that the car was inspired after... know this... we are going Sea Wolf for the rise of The Dazzling Razzberry 3.

Out with the Green Moray Eels and in with the Piranhas


#FAQs: What do you mean you ain't a boomer?

#FAQs: What do you mean you ain't a boomer?




You really don't know what a boomer is do you?

My dad, who is 82 years old, is not even old enough to be a boomer and you think me who is 30 years younger than HIM could be a boomer?


#NEWSFLASH: you make yourself look retarded when you use words incorrectly. If you don't want people to think you are stupid, try learning the correct meanings for words and start using words properly. No one is going to take you seriously or have any respect for you when you prove yourself to be brain dead every time you open your mouth.


Well, for starters, a female can't be a boomer. Only a male can be a boomer.

Secondly: Are there any boomers even left alive? 

My grandfather was a boomer. But he died at age 101, more than 20 years ago.

The definition of a boomer is a WW2 solider who fathered dozens of illegitimate babies overseas (thus: baby boomer) and most of them would be 120 to 140 years old today.

You use Boomer as though it implies "old" and that is not what it means, not even close.

A Boomer is an immoral, degenerate deadbeat dad who booms out sperm all over the fucking planet in every whore he can find and takes no responsibility for his actions. Boomers are vile, degraded whore mongers.


Any Boomer alive today, at the youngest, is going to be 98 years old or older, and is a lot older than a scuzbag like him deserves to be.


Still confused about what the word Boomer ACTUAL means? Let me simplify it for you.


* If you are a man who has sex outside of marriage: YOU are a Boomer!


* If you are a man and you live with a woman you are not married to: YOU are a Boomer!


* If you ever fucked a prostitute: YOU are a Boomer!


* If you are a fornicator: YOU are a Boomer!


* If you are a adulterer: YOU are a Boomer!


* If you are a whore monger: YOU are a Boomer!


* If you practice BDSM: YOU are a Boomer!


* If you ever fathered a baby than demanded it's mother have an abortion: YOU are a Boomer!


* If you ever fathered a baby than disappeared from it's life: YOU are a Boomer!


* If you are a dead beat dad: YOU are a Boomer!


#BOOMER MEANS A MAN WHO BOOMS OUT ILLEGITIMATE BABIES!


#If you are a boomer, than you are a vile sex crazed degenerate and you can be THAT at any age.

The word boomer has NOTHING to do with age and everything to do, with sex, specifically, it means you are an immoral degenerate.

By using the word Boomer to mean old, you simply prove how deeply mentally incompetent you really are.

I have a severe hatred for whore mongers.

I have an even bigger hatred for dead beat dads.

I can't stand men who shoot their sperm into every prostitute they can find than scurry off to the next slut assed whore and leave a trail of babies behind.

Men who boom out babies are the #1 cause of abortion... to the tune of 5,000 babies murdered every day, just in America.

Boomer officially means World War 2 solders who fucked every last whore they could find, than left them behind and never did a damned thing about taking care of a illegitimate bastards they boomed out every where.

I loath Boomers. 

You want to update the word boom to mean someone OTHER than the dead beat dads of WW2?

#Boomer doesn't mean old, and it NEVER has... it means a fucking degenerate sex monger, who can't be bothered to even make an attempt to be descent moral man.

#When you call someone a boomer, you calling them a dead beat dad NOT old.

Boomers are men who boom out sperm in women they aren't married to... THAT IS THE DICTIONARY DEFINITION OF BOOMER YO FUCKING RETARD! Go out and get yourself a brain, you certainly need one.

I absolutely deplore men who can't be bothered to take care of their own children. And more than that, I HATE sex crazed degenerates. And a Boomer is both.

Vile scum of the earth. That's what a boomer is.

Boomer is a highly offensive word to call someone. 

By calling someone a Boomer, you are calling them a fucking sex crazed whore monger.

You might want to look up what a boomer is before calling people that word.

You come off looking like a stupid retarded fool when you don't use words correctly. Is that how you want people to view you?

Words matter. Learn to use them properly, otherwise everyone will think you a brain dead idiot who does nothing but parrot off the mindless ravings of social justice warriors who can't tell their ass from a hole in the ground.

Just because a million people say a thing, doesn't make that thing correct, it just makes a million people prove they are stupid for not researching the facts and finding out the truth.

You using the word Boomer as a synonym for "old" simply proves you are too stupid to fact check word meanings in a dictionary.

Also, you might want to fact check the source of the word boomer for old... it comes from a rather disrespectful paedophile streamer, Dr. Disrespect, who was banned by Twitch for livestreaming himself hiding in girls bathroom stalls and shoving the camera under the doors to livestream little girls peeing... his response to being banned was to call Twitch CEOs "Boomers" who were too old and stuck up to see the fun in watching children pee.

So not only are you using the word Boomer incorrectly, but you are showing your support for a paedophile child abuser when you do so.

So now, not only do you come off as looking too retarded to know the meanings of words, but you also imply that you are a scumbag supporter of child sexual abuse.

You might want to think about that next time you feel like using the word Boomer.

If you don't care that people see you are a retarded, scumbag, who supports disrespectful paedophiles, than by all means, continue to use Boomer in place of old.

My thoughts of on your support of that person? Here, have a quote:




*"Watching people defend someone they're a fan of, completely dismissing any evidence of wrongdoing, just because they think they know that creator like a close friend based solely on what they've seen in videos and stuff. Parasocial relationships are terrifying." ~ Welsknight Gaming*



...and, by the time you read this my answer to your question, you will find that I've already banned you.

Why?

Because I'm a survivor of childhood sexual abuse, and I'll not have degenerates like you, who are supporters of child abusing men like that disrespectful bastard, near me. And if you're using his version of the word Boomer, that means you see nothing wrong with supporting him and don't give a shit about the little girls he sexually abused. And I don't want disrespectful child abuse supporting scum bags like you near me.

Try getting an education, than maybe we'll learn you ain't actually as retarded as you sound when you try to use words.

And if you don't like being called a retard... here's a tip: STOP TALKING LIKE ONE!

A mentally retarded person is any person with a learning disability that prevents them from properly using their brain functions and causes them to be unable to formulate or use words correctly, leaving them unable to communicate with others properly, due to their extreme misuse of words.

You my friend, every time you missuses a word, such a boomer, you simply prove to the world that you ARE mentally retarded according to the actual medical textbook definition of the word.

If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck, it might just be a duck.

If it walks like a retard and talks like a retard... yeah... stop proving yourself retarded every time you open your mouth and maybe some day people will take you seriously and stop treating you like a child.

Also, do unto me as you want me to do unto you... I wouldn't be calling you names if you hadn't called me names first... don't bother me and I won't bother you... harass me and I'll become your worst nightmare.

I keep to myself, I like my privacy, I don't like being bothered, I don't like being interrupted, I especially don't like being harassed, and don't lay down and take it, I defend myself from dipshit bullies like you.

If you can't take it, you shouldn't be dishing it out, because whatever you throw at me, I'm gonna throw it right back in your face.

You don't like being called names? Hey guess what? Neither do I. That's why what you do to me, I do back to you, so that you can know how it feels and learn WHY I don't like you doing it to me.


Here's a thought....

#Fucking grow up.



#*I noticed that you use the term Native Mainer and American as though as though a Native Mainer is not an American. I was wondering what the distinction is? What counts as a Native Mainer?*

#*I noticed that you use the term Native Mainer and American as though as though a Native Mainer is not an American. I was wondering what the distinction is? What counts as a Native Mainer?*

Native Mainers, like Native American Indians are a part of the "First People's of America" and are not part of the "White European" group that most people think of when they think of Americans.

We are Gypsies. Not to be confused with Romany or Travellers who are 2 completely different and separate groups. The word Gypsy means Egyptian Jew or the Jews Who Lived in Egypt aka The Jews of Moses who descended from Joseph.

Native Mainers are the Picts of Scotland, who were rounded up by the Celts (White Europeans of Britain and Rome) put on prison ships and marooned in the frigid ice laden wastelands of what is now Maine, Quebec, and Nova Scotia.

DNA tests of Native Mainers, has revealed them to be on an ancient Bible-era Hebrew bloodline, previously thought to be extinct and are direct descendants of Israel via Joseph of Egypt. The bloodline is Egyptian-Hebrew (aka Gypsy), melded with Persian via Daniel's priests. After marrying Persian priestess, they were cast out of the House of Israel, declared a "Lost Tribe" condemned to wander the deserts of Persia, which is when they were branded as "Gypsies" or Egyptian Jews aka The Persian Mountain Jews, to distinguish them from "God's Chosen Ones" (in much the same was children of Ishmael were called Muslims to distinguish they were no longer Jews")

While others called them Gypsies or Egyptian Jews, they called themselves Magi, and are the 3 massive tribes lead by 3 kings, whom are mentioned in the Bible at Jesus birth, typically referred to as "The 3 Wise Men" because Gypsy Kings are generally Magi aka Mages aka Wizards.

From Bethlehem, they went to Mongolia, where they picked up the Asian segment of their DNA. 

From Mongolia they went to Scandinavia, which is where the biggest change of their religion and use of magic arts happened.

They lived in Scandinavian regions for nearly 1,000 years, including Alba/Scotland, where they were known as The Picts, by the Celts.

They were mass slaughtered by the white European Celts in the Celtic (British & Roman) invasion of Scotland and in 1530, after mass millions of them were murdered, the few hundred that remained were made slaves to white men, but proved to able to be broken into slavery, so was herded onto prison ships headed for the new world and marooned in the frigid ice laden wastelands of what is now Maine, Quebec, and Nova Scotia.

In 1612 King George gave them a land grant to the Egyptian Jews/Gypsies declaring them free from England and giving them the land they were marooned on. (These papers I own today and have the original deeds and paperwork to. My farm is technically and legally a sovereign nation that is not a part of America).

If you are a Native Mainer you are of this DNS genealogy and because of the grant from King George you are NOT an American.

We have the oldest known Jewish DNA, which ironically contains ZERO link to the white Jews of Israel today, and instead is linked to the black Jews of Ethiopia and Benin Dahomey in Africa.

That said, in spite of my incredibly white looking skin, my DNA registers me as "black" and more closely related to the Benin Dahomey bloodline than anything else.

Because of our DNA and the fact that we lived in America 300 years prior to it being settled by white Europeans, we are listed in the world registry as "Native First peoples" and the name the registry chose to give us was "Native Mainers", with a footnote calling us descendants of the first/pre-Columbian Viking settlers, with our roots in the Persian & Egyptian Jews of Africa, and our oldest roots linked to Benin of Dahomey.

We are also referred to as "True Scottish" because we descend from the Picts of Scotland, and are in no way, shape, or form related to the current "Celtic Scottish" who live in Scotland today and are of German DNA not Pictic or Scandinavian DNA.

Very few modern day Scotsman currently living in Scotland have any actual Scottish blood in them. Most are ACTUALLY German, British, or Roman DNA bloodlines and have little to no ACTUAL Scottish DNA in their blood at all.

It is the DNA in your blood, not the land in which you were born and raised, that makes you what you are. You can move to a new country... you do NOT become American, by moving to America, nor do you become Chinese by moving to China, nor do you become Scottish by moving to Scotland.

This is why we are referred to as Scottish or Scottish Gypsies even though it has been close to 1,000 years since any of us have lived in Scotland. Unlike the Scots who live in Scotland today, we have ACTUAL Scottish blood, aka Pictish blood, which again is both "Black" and "Jewish" because the original native Scottish aka The Picts were Black Jews.

If you think you are this or that race, go get your DNA tested, you might be surprised how little of the race you thought you were, you actually are. In fact chances are very high that the race you thought you were, has ZERO existence in your DNA at all, as is the case with most DNA results.

Take me for example... 

* my skin is whiter than the average white person, yet I have more "black" DNA, than the average black person.

and

* there hasn't been a Jew in my family in over 5,000 years, and yet, I have a "more pure" Semite-DNA link to ancient Jews, than do the average Jews living in Israel today

I did not expect to find either of those things in my DNA.

However... since 1530, my family has live completely cut off from the outside world - ZERO outsiders have entered our farm BEFORE the invasion by Stephen King's Thinner film crew in 1994.

That is 464 years of ZERO outside DNA entering our family. Thus why we have what is considered by scientists to be "extremely pure" and "very ancient" DNA.

And yes, it doesn't sound "pure" when you consider 4 or 5 branches coming into it... however the average human has 30 to 50 or more branches of bloodlines coming into their DNA, with 100 or more branches being not uncommon, so to find  freaks like us with nearly 100% pure ancient DNA with no mutations, no hybridizations, no intermixing, and only 5 branches all of them very ancient, makes me and my family "scientific anomalies" in the realms of purity of blood and purity of DNA.

Also, our blood bein RH- lands us among the rarest blood types in the world and also makes things like blood transfusions or organ transplants near impossible for us, due to only a few thousand people on the planet having RH- blood.

Our extremely pure and also RH- blood also means we are not immune to diseases that the average human has immunity to, and we are incapable of being vaccinated for most diseases due to our extremely pure blood type being so rare that most vaccinations react to our blood and most people in our family whom have been vaccinated, died hours after the vaccination, due to getting the disease they were being vaccinated for.

This is why I myself have had some incredibly rare diseases, including smallpox, which I almost died from at ae 13.

Because of our abnormally pure and very ancient blood, we also do not develop immunity to "common childhood diseases" like chickenpox, which I have had 3 times now, and almost died each of the 3 times.

And there you have it, what it means to be a "Native Mainer".

Native Mainer is an actual race of indigenous "First Peoples" similar to the term "Native American" but is a completely different blood line that originates in Africa.

Native Mainers are the group formerly known as The Picts (Before being chased out of Scotland during the invasion by the Celts of Roman, Britain, and Germany). 

The Native Mainer DNA has its roots in Benin of Dahomey and is made of largely of Egyptian-Hebrew DNA, with a blend of Biblical Persian and "Viking Era" Scandinavian blood... and remains to this day, largely unadulterated, existing exactly as it did in Medieval times, due to the extreme isolation of living in the dense old growth forests of Maine for 500 years without contact with anyone outside of our group that entire time.


#FAQs: How can I become famous on Twitch?

.......

You can't.

No one on Twitch... or YouTube for that matter, is ever going to actually be famous... unless they were already real world famous before they joined Twitch.

You have a very warped perception of the world and how big it is vs how miniscule Twitch is, if you think you'll ever be famous, because of Twitch.

Here's a test you can do:

Walk down the street or go to the store and ask any random stranger these questions:

* Do you know who Ninja is?

* Do you know who Shroud is?

* Do you know who PewDiePie is?

* Do you know what Twitch is?

* Do you know what PoG is?

Now ask them these questions:

* Can you name the world's most haunted car (answer Christine) or Gypsy "witch" who owns it (answer EelKat) and how many Stephen King movies she and her car have been in (answer 2 - Christine and Thinner)?

* Do you know who Stephen King is?

* Are you one of the 30million people who arrive at EelKat's house every single day in hoards of 10k to 30k people per day, all summer long, to meet the real Gypsy witch the Thinner was based off of, or to see her farm, the filming location of Thinner?

Hello... I'm Voodoo Priestess and Queen of the Scottish Gypsies, EelKat Wendy Christine Allen, a household name, thanks to Stephen King, illegally trespassing on my farm and filming me and my family and my car and my farm without permission or permits or licenses, he named the car Christine after me, the real car is a 1964 Dodge 330 named The GoldenEagle, and the so-called demon who lives in the car is Etiole. EelKat, Etiole's friend, and the world's most haunted car, are the topic of books by David Icke, Buddy Hopkins, David Mack, Whitley Strieber, 20/20 documentaries, thousands of TV and newspaper news reports for 50+ years, and 9 books by Stephen King.

You'd be hard pressed to find somebody who hasn't heard of me or my car or Etiole... but you'll find yourself asking thousands upon thousands of people "Who is Ninja, who is PewDiePie, who is Shroud?", before you'll find a single person who knows what you're talking about.

I have more fans in my little finger than Ninja and PewDiePie combined will ever have in their lifetime.

There's a hell of a big difference between real world famous and Twitch famous or YouTube famous or Twitter famous or any other kind of internet famous. 

If you're only famous online, Honey, you ain't famous at all.

That said, I don't know why anyone in their right mind would want to be famous.

Fame is nothing but endless hell.

On the one side you have the fans who "love" you and never give you a moments peace, because they don't have a life so all they so is follow you around.

Do you realize I can't even do grocery shopping without a bodyguard going with me?

Did you know, the problem is so far out of control that the  town has stationed to patrol cars (4 police officers) to do nothing but drive back and forth, by my house, all day long?

You've seen my shopping vlogs, how hard it is for me to go into WalMart without being mobbed by would-be authors, who carry their manuscripts around with them - hundreds of pages of paper - in the off chance hopes of seeing me, so they can run up to me and say: "So I wrote a novel and I don't know if it's any good. Could you give it to Stephen King next time you see him?" 

I don't know Stephen King. I've never meet him. If I have met him, I didn't know it. I've seen him around. He's local. But, not in a long time. He lives in Florida, not Maine. He was born here. He didn't stay here. That big red Victorian that everyone says is his, that's his son or daughter or some other relative that lives there, not him. Stephen King hasn't lived in Maine in over 20 years. He's in a lawsuit with the State because of it.

You want to give him a manuscript, give it to him yourself. He probably has an agent, you'd likely have to contact the agent. I don't know. I don't know him. I'm just somebody he illegally filmed for one of his movies. I'm not even an actor. 

And yet every day. Every single day. Every time I go outside. There they are. Dozens this day. Hundreds that day. Thousands the next day.

And then comes summer and tens of thousands every day. Stephen King fans, fans of The Thinner, fans of Christine, fans of me - "The Gypsy Witch" in my yard.

No peace.

No quiet.

Never.

None.

Did you know, I've never seen the movie or read the book? I know nothing about either. I don't even know what it's about. I don't read Stephen King or watch Stephen King.

And yet, people run up to me and ask what's my favorite part of Thinner or Christine. What's my favorite Stephen King movie or book. I know nothing about any of them.

Do you know WHY I have to have a bodyguard, when I go shopping?

Because random strangers run up to me, and slam me as hard as they can with their shopping carts, than yell something about how I'm evil trash for putting a curse on that man. 

Apparently, the woman who plays as the fictional version of me in the Thinner movie, put a curse on some guy to cause him to starve to death, which apparently is why the movie is called Thinner.

Did you also know I'm not a witch and that we Gypsies are Christians and view witchcraft as evil?

And yet, I am daily accused of being a witch, or more often "that Gypsy Witch from Thinner".

I am a Voodoo Priestess, a Gypsy Queen... and Queen is NOT a total of royalty or government... Queen is a religious title somewhat akin to "Mother Superior" in the Catholic Church. It means I'm a Nun. A very high ranking Nun.

Thanks to misinformation spread by movies, people think of Voodoo as a scary, spooky, dark, evil, group of curse casting witches, and that's not what Voodoo is at all. Voodoo is a branch of the Catholic Church that encompases Traditional Folk Religions of Africa. It's a Christian religion.

Voodoo gets thought of has witchcraft, because, while most Christians simply "pray" to God, we do what God in the Bible told us to do, and follow the step by step instructions of how to draw sigels (veve) and summon archangels (loa) to do our bidding.

The Familiar Spirits of the Old Testament. We do this with various cards, dice, spirit boards (oui-ji), crystals, shells, beads, bones, and poppets (voodoo dolls), and because we are summoning God's own Archangels, we get very good results, which causes people to call us witches and say we consort with demons, when neither is true.

Stephen King, saw my uncles in the news, as did every one, after the murder-suicide event of Heaven's Gate, and he found out that while the event took place in California, the group itself was headquartered out of Utah and had a branch in Maine, just around the corner from his house. And then he discovered they were Gypsies, not Romani, not Travellers, but actual Persian Gypsies, old school "classic" Gypsies, the type often known as Carnies, because they run festivals, carnivals, and sideshows.

I grew up spending most of my life in a cage - from the time I was 8 until I was 31.

Because I possess the ability to be subjected to huge amounts of pain, without flinching, shedding a tear, or showing any emotion at all, while bricks break my bones, knives slice my flesh...

I do feel pain, I just don't outwardly show it. I suffer from a medical condition of the synapses in my brain not firing correctly when I feel pain, so I don't cry or scream or flitch, no matter how much it hurts, I just sit there staring straight ahead.

I'm a real live freak show freak.

My uncles decided to capitalize on that.

I'm a freak of nature and I was tortured by my uncles at Palace Playland, Old Orchard Beach Amusement Park, for the the tourists who paid money to watch grown men stab children with knives and shatter their bones with bricks.

There are laws today, against torturing medical freaks in side shows, but those laws did not exist in the 1970s and 1980s, I was one of many "freaks" tortured, living in a cage, for entertainment.

Among other things, I'm also a professional clown and a professional stunt driver. From the age of 4 until age 12, I used to drive a 3-wheel motorcycle, at very high speeds, and could drive it up walls. Straight up the sides of buildings. Very a dangerous thing to do, and can only be down by a combination of special tires on the bike, and driving insanely fast.

The freak show, I was not willingly a part of.

And clown paint hide the fact that I was also the freak, so most didn't know the 2 were the same person.

And no one cared for my safety on the motor-trike because, well, I was that freak who "didn't feel pain", so people thought if anything went wrong with the bike stunt, I wouldn't get hurt.

Today as an adult, I'm still in the carney circuit, but now, I'm what most would call "A Gypsy Fortune Teller". I read cards, dice, crystals, from an elaborate reading room. I've done card readings my whole life. Started when I was 3. Still do them to this day.

The attraction however, that was most famous, was The World's Most Haunted Car... a 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach Police Car,that within 2 years of being made, killed 14 people, mostly children, and escaped every accident without a scratch.

All 4 of the police officers who drove it those 2 years (1965 and 1966) commit suicide after killing their entire families. It sat unused in the police garage for 10 years, for sale, but no one would buy it. I bought the car in 1975 for $5, because no one dared touch it.

The World's Most Haunted Car, was a side show attraction, for lovers of the macabre who wanted to see this bizarre car.

Stephen King, found out about me and the car, and he wrote Christine, Maximum Overdrive, Buik, and The Thinner a few others based off of visiting us Gypsies and our side shows. I had no knowledge of the books.

Our first introduction to Stephen King was a group of men, with recording equipment, sneaking into the farm to film REAL Gypsies and their REAL carnival, with the goal being to get both The World's Most Haunted Car (my 1964 Dodge), and the infamous "Gypsy Witch" (me) in the footage so that they could have the REAL witch and the REAL car in The Thinner movie.

And I'm not someone who sought out fame or tried to become famous. I just have the misfortune of being related to psychotic uncles who believe in aliens and ufos and magic and demons and ghosts and other stupid ass shit that sane people know isn't real. And because they got in the news for killing 39 people via fucking Heaven's Gate, some jackass named Stephen King decided to invade our privacy by putting us in books and movies **WITHOUT OUR PERMISSION OR KNOWLEDGE** and than, had the audacity, to do a Late Night TV interview and give my home address out telling people where he filmed his movie and telling people to "go visit the REAL Gypsies".

We don't have access to TV or movies, we'd never heard of either Stephen King or Late Night TV before... the first time we ever heard of Stephen King was the next morning when we had 10,000 screaming fans of "Stephen King's Gypsies" thronged in our driveway begging to touch me and my car.

There's nothing I hate more than fucking ass Stephen King fans, unless it's Stephen King himself, who destroyed my family's lives because he thinks someone with a name as big as his can get away with anything. 

Which brings up the other side of being famous... the haters... no one knew we were Gypsies, and no one knew where we lived, before Stephen King plastered our home address all over national television in 1997.

Since 1997, we've had endless non-stop racist, white power, anti-semitic, Gypsy haters on our door step.

You want to know what Stephen King fans have done to my family?

* they put my elderly dad in a coma May 9, 2006, 

* they blew up my house with a grease fryer bomb October 16, 2006, 

* they cut my car in half May 5, 2010, 

* they left my cousin's head at the cross road 2 streets down from me June 12, 2013, 

* they drove a backhoe over my house August 8, 2013, 

* they broke my spine with metal golf clubs November 14, 2013, 

* they kidnapped 12 of my children April 10, 2015, 

* they returned the heads, hands, and feet of 10 of said children, nailed to my front door May 15, 2015. 

So, I'm rather familiar with how much white people hate us.

And these events, are just a few of the more than 200 such events, including 5 bombs and many more deaths, to happen to my family since June 2001.

#We never asked for this.

#Stephen King's film crew arrived at 1AM, snuck into our yard, and started filming in the dead of night, while we were asleep, and had no idea they were there... and when we woke up and found them there, we spent 5 fucking hours trying to get those trespassing white bastards out of our yard and they fucking wouldn't shut the damned cameras off the whole time.

#The Thinner was filmed ...ILLEGALLY... on my farm, and neither me nor my family are in that movie willingly!

#No one received a penny for any of it.

#And members of my family have been fucking MURDERED because of Stephen King's damned Thinner movie!

You think you want to be famous?

I guarantee you don't.

Fame is the last thing any one should strive for.

#I'm one of the most famous people on the damned planet, I fucking hate it!

#I don't want it!

#I never asked for this!

#Thanks to fucking ass Stephen King and his jackassery fans my family hasn't had a minute's peace since 1997.... and I hate it!

#I WANT PEOPLE TO FUCKING LEAVE ME AND MY FAMILY ALONE!

We like our privacy.

We don't like constant, non-stop home invasions.

If you seek fame, you're a fucking fool.

Do you realize the thing I like most about Twitch is how obscure and small and unheard of a website Twitch is.

I can stream on Twitch without being constantly bombarded with Stephen King fans, because, Twitch is so small, so miniscule, so teeny-tiny a web site, that the bulk of Stephen King fans have no idea Twitch exists.

It's also why, unlike most streamers, I do nothing, absolutely nothing, to try to grow my channel.

Twitch is one of the very few places, I can go to have any level of privacy.

I like Twitch before it affords me privacy. 

If Twitch ever gets big enough to start putting spotlights on me... I'll just leave, same way I did my big YouTube channel, that spent 8 years with under 1,000 followers and than skyrocketed to 3million overnight when Stephen King fans found it and once again robbed me of having a place in the world where I go could to escape them.

There are precious few Stephen King fans on Twitch, largely because Twitch is a relatively dead website with so few members. And that is WHY I like Twitch.

Twitch is a such a tiny website, that I can have some level of precious privacy here.

Which is also why I laugh when people say they think they can get famous on Twitch.

Honey, if you think Twitch is big enough to give you fame, that just tells me you are either very young, very uneducated, very immature, or all 3, but anyone with an active brain cell, can easily figure out that with 8BILLION people on the planet, a tiny website like Twitch not only is NOT a drop in the bucket, but the drop is so small, it'll evaporate before it hits the bucket. 

In the grand scale of the world's population, Twitch members aren't enough people to fill a drop.

It's very telling when someone thinks Twitch is big enough to make them famous, that they have no clue how big the world is, how many people there are in the world, and how few people have ever heard of Twitch at all.

You might want to try going outside and seeing how many people there are in your town. Chances are high, there are more people living in your hometown, than there are worldwide members of have accounts on Twitch. Think about that, next time you think being famous on Twitch makes you famous.

If you ever become famous, you will never know happiness or privacy or friendship, ever again.

You'll be like a bug under a microscope.

I was born a medical freak, so adults decided to make money off of it. 

Do you know what it's like to grow up on public display? 

To sleep in a cage, be fed only 1 salt herring once every 12 days, for the purpose of keeping me so skinny, that I looked like a skeleton, to make me look even more like than I already was? Just so they could PROVE they had broken my bones, because my flesh was so thin it could be clearly seen if my bones were broken or not?

People paid money to watch them beat me with a brick until my bones were broken.

From the time I was 3 years old. 

I was on public display since I was a baby. Before I could even talk or walk.

Kissing the mighty tourist ass. That's all anyone in the Town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine cares about.

Glut lust for money, causes people to do anything. And the more money tourists throw at them, the worse crimes they are willing to commit.

They didn't stop with just beatings... not once they found our millionaires would pay $12,000 to rape the child.

I was raped more than 500 times by the time I was 12 years old.

I grew up in fucking hell. Because Old Orchard Beach is a fucking tourist town, and the monstrous adults that run our town, will do ANYTHING to tourists request, to get money.

My uncles didn't give a shit about the children, so long as they got their tourists money. And there were no laws against it. The 1970s, 1980s, even into the 1990s... there were no laws against what they did.

Extreme child abuse as entertainment... that's all it was.

Freak shows are illegal today, because the ones my uncles ran, were not unique. Freak shows all over the country did similar things. Children were seen as property, they had no rights.

I used to dream of a day when I could escape, and never again be in the public eye.

I never could have imagined, someone like Stephen King could exist. Someone so much more evil than my uncles. Nor could I have imagined, the existence of Stephen King's fans... people so monstrous, they made the tourist who paid to watch children be tortured, look like saints.

Stephen King and his fans took harassment entertainment to whole new levels, that I didn't even think possible.

They took the pain and suffering of children who were tortured horrifically, and cashed in on it on levels even bigger than my uncles did.

I thought, when the FBI raid rescued me, that the hell was over. I could finally be free. No more put on display in the public eye of THOUSANDS. Finally free to have privacy. No more harassment. No more pain. No more suffering. And than Stephen King swooped in and put me front and center in the public eye of BILLIONS.

Stephen King fans got their entertainment, Stephen King got his money, and my car was cut in half, my farm blown up with a bomb, my pets beheaded and hung from ropes in trees, my family murdered and cut up, and me crippled with golf clubs... all for the sake of fucking entertainment of callus people who don't give a shit about the consequences of their actions.

Growing up locked in a cage, tortured for the entertainment of tourists, never going to school or doctors... I grew up without privacy or friendship or happiness, 3 things I dearly wanted... an FBI raid rescued me and the rest, and for the first time I had hope.... but barely a year later, Stephen King set out to destroy our lives, without a care in the world for the consequences of his actions.

I had fame thrust upon me and I hate it and spent my entire life trying to escape it.

To ever live a normal life, to ever have privacy, to ever have friends, to ever be loved, or to ever be happy... I gave up hope of ever experiencing any of those things, decades ago.

I am one of the most famous people in the world, and because of this, I will never know love, friendship, privacy, or happiness.

You want fame? You can have it. Take it. I have plenty of it and I don't want any of it. And once you have it, I guarantee you won't want it either.

Fame is nothing but misery and suffering beginning to end.






NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 


FAQs: Can I visit you?


FAQs: Can I visit you?


No.

No, I do not allow home visits from anyone for any reason - not any more. 

I used to, but never again.


Reason: I'm a little bit famous, in fact, I'm quiet a lot famous, and in the past, I agreed to a home visit, and that person, didn't recognize my name at first, until they met me face to face and immediately realized who I was, and where they were standing - my farm was in a rather famous movie, so it's easily recognized by anyone who has ever seen that movie, and that movie, it's a BIG movie, written by an even more famous than me Maine author, and while I write under a penname, my face is on my books, and I'm easy to recognize, and that last time I let someone into my home - they realized who I was, what my farm was, what movie I was connected to, and they ran to social media to tell their friends they had meet me, including to publicly post where I live... by the end of the week I had dozens of paparazzi and some 30,000 (yes thirty thousand - yes I am that famous) screaming fanboys from all over the country in my driveway and the local police had to send out 42 officers to try to deal with it - the mass influx of tens of thousands of trespassers did huge amounts of damage to my farm, my property, my crops, my cars... and resulted in the murder of all of my children. 

To this day police don't know who killed them, just that it was likely a crazed fan who saw my home address posted online by some other fan.

With the police and FBI not knowing who murdered my family, I'm left unable to trust anyone.

Who can you trust, in a case like mine?

I've no family to turn to, they were murdered.

I've no friends, what few fans didn't chase away, got hased off after being suspects by the police and FBI.

That's why I'm crippled. That's why I'm alone. That's why I have post traumatic stress disorder. 

You don't know what it's like, to have 10 children children murdered, their heads nailed to your front door, and than try to recover from that. And be left with police shrugging and saying all leads lead to dead ends.

And you, are left with a broken spine. Having to relearn how to walk, not even able to mourn your family being murdered, because you're injured so bad yourself, you're just trying to stay alive.


And than, after years of recovery and physical therapy, alongside years of police investigations, FBI investigations, and being left with no answers. The attackers still a mystery, who they are or why they did it, who are they, no one knows, what was their motive, no one knows.


To go from a large family, to being alone, like that, it's hell to live with. And no one understands. People pity you, feel sorry for you, and move on with their lives. While you are left alone. With no answers and no one to talk to because, everyone you would have talked to is now dead.

How many parents know the pain of a murdered child? Not many.

If you've not lived through it yourself, you can't even begin to understand it.

I'm sick of people's pity. I don't want your fucking pity. 

I want a friend.

I'm tired of hoping there'll be someone out there who understands how I feel.

I like my privacy and thanks to the murder of my entire family, I'm a lot more famous now than I was back than, and social media was uncommon back than but now today everybody has it - that means the risk now is far greater than it was before, I don't want a repeat of that incident, those trespassers did several $million in damages to my farm and members of my family (now dead) were badly hurt, I don't want to go through something like that again, that's why I now have bodyguards and I don't let anyone near my land any more for any reason at all.

The fact remains: 


* I didn't used to have PTSD.


* I didn't used to live alone.


* I used to have a family.


* My entire family was murdered.


* I've spent the past 5 years dealing with police and FBI and lawyers and court... and running into endless deadnends with police and FBI to this day, not knowing who crippled me or murdered my family.


You'll have to excuse me if I'm a little paranoid about people entering my home, but that's one of the side effects of having all your children murdered and police and FBI clueless as to who did it and suspecting that most likely it was a crazy fan who got my home adress off social media after another fan posted it there.


I like my privacy and I do NOT trust psycho-fans to respect it, because I have 4 decades of personal experience with the fact that fans have ZERO respect for the homes/property/pets/family of any famous person they are a fan of and they will ALWAYS run to social media to brag "OMG! Look who I met! Here's their address, go meet them too!"; yes I have become excessively, overly, paranoid about people getting near me, my family, my property, my cars, and my land, but there is a very good and well justified reason for it.

The very reason I no longer allow any one near my home, is the same reason I am now looking for a dog.

I'm tired of being alone, for years on end.

I couldn't go out and get a dog after it happened, I was too busy in the hospital being paralyzed, then then too busy relearning to walk, in between endless weeks of police and FBI interviews.

Now things have stabilized. I'm walking again, more or less; police and FBI come by less and less frequently as the leads grow ever colder. News reporters have more pressing things to talk about like Covid19 so no longer bug me endlessly for interviews.

Life goes back to normal... except, my family is dead and I'm disabled and alone.

I need someone to keep me company, as I am finding the loneliness of an empty home with a family that will never return, unbearable.

I suppose I should have been aware of the covid-19 issue, but, I rather preoccupied with dealing with both the murder of my family and recovering from 3 strangers beating me with golf clubs, so I was a little bit too busy to pay much attention to the news. 

Yes, I would LIKE visitors, but experience has taught me that no one ever wants to be my friend. They always have a motive. They always want something.

So no, you can't come visit me.

Before I'll let you visit me, you need to prove I can trust you.


And for me to trust you, you first have to prove it wasn't YOU who killed my family.


Why should I trust YOU?


Can YOU prove, that YOU did not murder my family?


What evidence can YOU provide, to prove that YOU were not involved?


To everyone talking about gun reform after this week's Colorado shooting, here my thoughts:

To everyone talking about gun reform after this weeks Colorado shooting, here my thoughts:

Mass shootings happen everywhere often, it's rare they make the news... for example ... in Lewiston Maine, exactly 2 hours BEFORE this shooting in Colorado, there was a shooting in Lewiston, Maine - it was not in the news - if I wasn't local, I wouldn't have known about it.

In America, there is an average of 300 mass shootings EACH AND EVERY DAY, as well as shootings of only 1 or 2 people occurring at a rate of more then 500 per day.

That mass shootings do not make news headlines more often, is the ONLY reason so many people are surprised.

An average of only 1 in every 2,000 shootings ever gets reported on national TV.

That YOU did not know this, simply shows that you are someone who does not pay attention to what goes on daily around you in your own home town and home state.

#That so many people are marveling at the mass shooting, simply tells me that the bulk of society has it's head shoved up their own asses and are too blind to see what it happening in their own town every day.

The ONLY time a mass shooting appears in the news is if:

* 1 - it was a school shooting done by a child

* 2 - it resulted in the death of a police officer

* 3 - the shooter was someone famous - and usually only if they are a sports player, while actors, authors, singers, especially rap singers, commit mass shootings on an alarmingly frequent basis, but usually football stars and basketball players are the only ones who make news headlines when they commit mass shooting

Some states, like California, Massachusetts, and Illinois, have so many mass shootings PER DAY, that the daily newspapers have a column that is titled: **"TODAY'S SHOOTINGS"** which is simply a list of street addresses and times. It item on the list reads like this: *"Shooting at 10:38AM on Main Street, 3 wounded, 2 dead."* These lists will often have 10 or 12 or more shootings, for EACH DAY! 

(I worked for Guy Gannett news paper publishing firm for 21 years; they publish many large newspapers, including the Boston Globe)

#DAILY mass shootings are so common in some states, that the newspaper keeps a daily list of today's shootings!

Mass shootings are so common in Maine that I have both witnessed and captured on camera, more than 200 of them JUST since 2015.

March 2020 - 4 men with guns broke into my elderly neighbours house and gunned him down in his bed while he slept - it was not in the news - had the shooting not woken me up and I been standing in my driveway when the police took out his body I would not know it had happened.

February 14, 2019, my cousin was killed in a WalMart shooting in Scarborough, Maine - it was not in the news - I only know it happened because a family member died.

July 2013 - a different cousin was killed in another shooting - it was not in the news - had it not been a family member who died I wouldn't know it happened.

June 2001 another cousin was killed in another shooting - at the San Diego ComicCon - he was shot by a police officer - he was a by stander who got shot by a paranoid, racist police officer shooting at someone who it turned out did not have a gun and was just a black man wearing a hoodie walking by minding his own business - it was not in the news - had it not been a family member who died I wouldn't know it happened.

November 2015 and July 2016 - Scarbughouh WalMart was evacuated because a local white supremist group - a group of about 30 people armed with guns - "took over" the WalMart and started shooting at black and Muslim customers - I was one of the people being shot at because of how I dress, they mistook me as Muslim even though I was not - it was not in the news - had I not been a shopper in the store those 2 days and been one of the people being shot at, I would not know it had happened

In August 2016, there were 5 shootings in a single week in Old Orchard Beach, Maine... one involved a group of 70 people with guns driving through town shooting anyone they suspected of being gay - it was not in the news, I only know it happened because they shot 30 bullets into the front of my house and 50+ bullets into my neighbours house - they claimed I was a male to female transgender gay man even though I'm a natural born woman

My neighbour 2 houses down - a town counsel men of Old Orchard Beach - has had 7 FBI raids on his home the past 4 years - each time removing over 100 illegal assault rifles... he was charged with shooting 4 people in one of the gay shootings done by the group of 70+ people - he was not arrested and is still on the town counsel - had the state police and FBI officers not come to our house to tell us to stay inside during the raid, I would have known about it, because it was not in the news.

Between 2015 and 2021 - I have MORE THAN 100 local mass shootings here in Maine were CAUGHT ON CAMERA during my livestreams on Twitch - not one of them was on any news station.

Maine has one of the LOWEST crime rates in the country.

News stations rely on the police department to forward the reports of these shootings to them, so that the news reporters can reports on the shootings happening.

Gun reform will solve nothing. Because when all is said and done, a gun is nothing but a piece of scrap metal and on it's own all it can do is lay harmlessly on the ground.

A gun can harm no one, unless it is wielded by a dangerous person. The person, not the gun, is the problem.

A person who would shoot somebody, is STILL going to hurt people, even they did not have a gun. They would build a bomb, or wield a knife, or even a wooden fence post. If they want to cause harm, they will, gun or no gun.

Yes, a gun makes it easier for them to hurt more people at once, but take their guns away, and they will just find something else to hurt people with. EVERYTHING is dangerous in their hands because THEY THE PERSON is dangerous.

I live in Maine - the place in the world that has more guns per person than anywhere else on the planet - Maine has just under 2 million residents, and just over 17million leally registered guns and estimated another 5million illegal guns.

Maine is a wild forest region, 3/4s of the population NEED their guns to survive, because they eat deer, moose, squirrel, fox, coywolf, fisher, duck, turkey - every day, and without their guns, their families would starve to death.

Most gun owners ARE responsible people and are NOT running around shooting people.

Look at Maine, Everyone wears fur coats, where do you think the fur came from? It's -40F on a good day. Everyone here in Maine wears furs, because if we didn't, we would freeze to death.

Bear attacks happen daily. Groups of 20 to 50 coywolves gang up on children and tear them to shreds ... here in Maine, you NEED a gun, just go outside and NOT be torn apart by mountain lions, wolves, bear, or coywolves.

Guns keep people alive, warm, and feed, far more often, than guns hurt or kill. There's a lot of people who NEED guns to stay alive, to feed their families, to protect their families.

In the hands of a responsible person a gun is a tool of survival, not a weapon.

Only dangerous people, who would kill even without a gun, make guns a dangerous weapon.

Guns are not the problem - dangerous people are.

Gun reform is NOT the answer.

All gun reform is going to do is punish people who obey the law.

But people who use guns to kill, are not law abiding citizens, so, gun reform will not affect them, because they don't obey laws anyways.

People who use guns to kill, don't care about laws, so changing laws WILL NOT STOP THEM!

If they cared about obeying the law, they wouldn't being killing people in the first place.

My family, we are not white, and THAT is why my family has seen so many mass shootings, because every single mass shooting listed above, was done by a dangerous person, so blinded by racist hate that they felt the need to kill non-whites.

Racism is the problem.

Guns are only dangerous in the hands of haters, racists, and bigots.

But you people obsessing over the Colorado shooting, you act like mass shootings are rare... ad they are NOT... mass shooting happen all the time, they just don't get reported on very often.

We need better awareness to how often mass shootings happen.

it's not gun reform we need - we need police officers willing to do their jobs and #1 arrest the shooters not just take their guns away and #2 tell the news stations how often these near weekly mass shootings happen so the news can report on HOW OFTEN these events happen

#Awareness of how often mass shootings occur and don't get reported on by the news is what is needed

Maybe, if you stopped focusing on self and paid attention to something other than yourself for a change, you'd notice how vastly common gun crime is.

Don't rely on the news media to tell you the whole truth. They tell you pieces of the truth, and only as much of the truth as they think you want to hear, and only than, if they think it'll boost their ratings.

The daily mass shootings of Chicago are rarely in the news, because they happen so often, so many of them every day, that they are deemed "TOO BORING" to be news worthy.

The daily mass shootings of Boston are likewise, rarely in the news, because it's usually gang related and when was the last time you saw the news media report on anything the Mafia did?

The weekly mass shootings of Maine are almost never in the news, because no one in the lower 48 gives 2 shits about Maine.

If it isn't going to bring views or increase ratings, the news station isn't going to cover it, no matter what it is, including, and not limited to, mass shootings.

Gun reform is NOT going to fix the problem.

Responsible gun owners are already obeying the current gun laws.

Gun reform, is ONLY going to punish, responsible people, for things they would never do.

Mass shootings are committed by people who do obey gun laws, so changing gun laws, WILL NOT prevent mass shootings.

People who commit mass shootings, rarely buy their guns legally, so changing laws regarding gun sales, will NOT keep guns out of their hands.

What we need is NOT gun reform, wat we NEED is HONEST NEWS REPORTING.

We NEED news stations who report on ACTUAL daily news.

If people KNEW how many mass shootings occur **EVERY DAY, in ALL 50 STATES**, they would know who truly pointless and a waste of time a resources, gun reform is.


Details about the bomb that blew up my house, and the fireman who stole the bomb from Old Orchard Beach Police Department's evidence locker:


When you say "black lives matter",
do you REALLY mean it?
Are you sure?

When you say "Black Lives Matter"... do you mean the lives of ALL black people? 

Do ALL black lives matter to you? Or JUST the lives of black drug dealers, who beat black pregnant women to death, murder black babies, beat black children, and do 9 separate prison sentences for domestic violence against black women?

Do the lives of the black women and black children he beat to death mean NOTHING to you?

Please tell me why you would rename your school after a man who murdered a pregnant black woman ad her unborn black baby?

#Did HER black life not matter to you?

#Did HER black baby's life not matter to you?

Yes, black lives matter, but a murderer is a murderer no matter what color they are, and you shouldn't be renaming your streets, schools, hospitals, and airports after a monster who murdered a pregnant woman and her baby.

Did you know WHY that a white police officer killed a black murderer? To protect the lives of black women and children.

No, that police officer should not have taken the law into his own hands... but fact remains, he cared more about the lives of black women and black children that YOU do!

Do your research.

Know the facts.

Stop being a brain dead jackass parroting every word you hear others say.

Do your research and stop worshipping a man who devoted his life to murdering pregnant black women and their unborn black babies.

If black lives REALLY mattered to you, you'd STOP disrespecting the black women and black children, murdered by that monster. Every time you glorify his name, you tell are openly telling his black victims that THEIR black lives don't mean shit to you.

If you REALLY believe ALL black lives mattered, you would be renaming everything after the black pregnant woman he murdered, NOT naming your school after her murderer.

What message are you sending?

You are NOT sending the message that black lives matter... far from it in fact.

By renaming your school after a man who murdered pregnant black women, you are TEACHING your children it is okay to murder black women and black children... did you even stop to think about THAT?

Are you really so quick to want to please the crowd that you are willing to completely overlook the more than 900 accounts of rape, domestic violence, drug dealing, drive by shootings, and the murder of a pregnant woman? All committed by the one man, you are now renaming your schools, hospitals, streets, towns, and airports after?

You don't care about black lives, you only care about looking good in front of others.

If you cared about black lives, you'd care MORE about his 900+ black victims than you would him.

You people are fucking hypocrites.

All you care about is looking hip or cool or being part of the in crowd and doing what the popular people do. You don't give a shit about the trail of **BLACK** victims... the 900+ **BLACK LIVES** that were destroyed by the man you people are glorifying.

If you REALLY care about black lives, than prove it, and STOP DISRESPECTING the 1,000's of black families who REJOICE at the death of the terrorist crime lord gangster who terrorized their families for decades... stop worshiping the crime lord that made their BLACK lives a living nightmare.

Every time you glorify his name... you are telling ALL of his BLACK victims that their BLACK LIVES don't mean shit to you.

Look at you sheep, acting all righteous, pretending to care about others, when all you care about is your precious 15 minutes of fame. 

You don't care about black lives, you only care about being part of the in crowd. 

Fucking herd mentality. 

You'll do and say whatever you have to, just to be a part of the biggest, loudest group.

You chant "Black lives matter" with your mouths, but you don't mean it in your heart.

Those of us who aren't white - you don't give a shit about us.

You just want people to THINK you care... so long as it LOOKS like you care, you don't care about anything else.

Those of us who actually suffer at the hands of white bastards, you don't care about us, and you never will. And that can clearly be seen, by WHICH black face you wave on your signs... not a black hero, no, but an inhuman monster who broke into a house to steal drugs, but got the wrong address, and broke into the home of a pregnant black woman. A man who beat his child. A man who committed drive by shootings. A man whom at the time of his death had more than 40 warrants for his arrest. A man who'd already gone to prison for violent crimes 9 times. A man who HATED black lives, beat black lives, tortured black lives, abused black women, beat black children... if you REALLY cared about black lives, you WOULD NOT be glorifying a man like that, who destroyed hundreds of black lives.

Blind, mindless sheep. That's all you are.

You don't care about anyone. And you never will. All you care about is following the in-crowd, and doing and saying whatever they say, WITHOUT doing any research.

If you REALLY cared about black lives, you'd help the victims of crimes against them, NOT glorify the criminal who committed hundreds of crimes against hundreds of black women and black children.

Every time you name a school or street after him, you tell EVERY black person on the planet that their black lives DO NOT matter, because all that matters to you is glorifying the name of a man who was a terrorist to make yourself look good.

You rush to be the first in line so you will get the glory, and you completely overlook the greater harm that you are causing.

Black lives matter, but those words mean nothing to you, because all you're thinking about is your own self glory.

You are NOT seeing, worse, you are ignoring the MILLIONS of black people who are crying out to you idiotic white people, asking you white people to STOP glorifying the monster who terrorised so many black lives.

Your GLORY while you scream "Black lives matter" in front of news cameras, means MORE to you, than the the lives of of actual black people... we KNOW this, BECAUSE, you are ignoring the MILLIONS of black lives who are BEGGING you to stop glorifying the man who terrorised so many black lives.

In you rush to seem black-friendly, you forget to research the facts, and instead of promoting the good in the black community, you promote the scum bag that terrorized and own people, the man whom millions of black people are saying they are GLAD he's finally dead. GLAD that no more black women, no more black children, will be terrorized by that monster. And they are asking you to STOP glorifying him. 

Why won't you listen to what they are saying?

 *Could it be, that they are too BLACK for you to care about what they have to say? 

 *Are they too BLACK for you to listen to them?

 * Are they too BLACK for you to take the time to care about their feelings?

If you REALLY cared about black lives, then WHY are you IGNORING the pleas of his BLACK victims?

There are plenty of good strong, moral, decent, glory-worthy black people out there... so why are you glorifying the terrorist, crime lord, gangster whom black people themselves are BEGGING you to stop glorifying.

#By glorifying a man who devoted his live to hurting black people, you are letting your white superiority fly high.

Why aren't you naming your schools after the BLACK pregnant women he attacked? She's the real hero, not him. 

Why are glorifying HIM and not HER?

You scream "I can't breath" in his honor... what about HER? Could SHE breath while he was strangling her in her own home?

What about her unborn baby? Could IT breath while that monster was strangling it's mother to death?

Why aren't you naming your schools after the BLACK children he terrorised with his drive by shootings? 

Why are you glorifying a monster who thought nothing of shooting the innocent BLACK children, who were playing on the front lawns, completely unsuspecting that that monster was going to drive by shooting at everyone because he was mad at his drug dealer?

Why are you naming your school after a man who shot at children playing in their yards, as if they were bottles on a fence?

Do any of you even take the time to stop and THINK before you do these things?

That man was a monster. Who cares what color he was. Men like him are monsters no matter what color their skin is, they should NEVER be glorified.

Men who beat up pregnant women should NOT have schools named after them.

You people ought to be ashamed of yourselves, naming your schools after a man who terrorized pregnant women and black children.

You say black lives matter, but are you sure you REALLY mean it?

Why than do the lives of black pregnant women and black children, mean NOTHING to you?

How can you hypocrites stand there chanting "black lives matter" while in the same breath glorifying the man who made life hell for so many innocent black women and their children?

#In renaming your school after a man who spent decades raping, shooting, beating, torturing, and killing black people, you are saying that black lives DO NOT matter to you.

Worse, you are teaching the children who attend those schools, that it is OKAY for a man to beat pregnant women, shoot at children, deal drugs, and be a gangster. It that what you REALLY want your children to grow up to be?

#By renaming your school after a man who spent decades raping, shooting, beating, torturing, and killing black people, you are TEACHING YOUR CHILDREN... THAT raping, shooting, beating, torturing, and killing black people IS OKAY.

Children who attend a school named after a famous person, will be taught by the teachers of that school to idolize that person.

What are you going to do, when your child, idolizing that man, takes a gun to school, and shoots his pregnant teacher in honor of the man the school is named after, killing pregnant women in order to be more like the "hero" the school was named after?

#By renaming your school after a man who devoted his entire life to abusing black people, you are TEACHING YOUR CHILDREN... THAT abusing black people IS OKAY.

What are you going to do, when your child, idolizing that man, takes a gun to school, and shoots his classmates in honor of the man the school is named after, running through the halls of the school pretending to be doing a drive by shooting to be just like the "hero" the school was named after?

#in naming your school after a criminal who terrorized black people you are sending the message THAT BLACK LIVES DO NOT MATTER... don't you realize that?

Did you jackasses ever once stop to think about the long term effects of your actions?

Children aren't dumb. They'll do their research, they'll find out what kind of a man he REALLY was and seeing how much their teachers and parents glorify this this criminal, these children will take up guns in his honor, to do the things he did, because they'll think that's what your parents and teachers want.

Children want to please you. And when they see you honor and glorify a monster, they will do everything in their power to become just like that monster, killing in his name, just as he killed, dealing drugs in his name, just like he did, because they want to make you proud, and they are going think, with how much you worship that man, they'll think the ONLY way for you to ever be proud of them, is if they mimic everything he did in his lifetime, and they'll research and they learn, all the crimes he committed, and they'll re-enact every last one of them, just to make you proud.

By glorifying a criminal to hero status, you will teach your very own children, to be criminals, just like him, committing crimes far worse than he committed.

Open your eyes to the truth.

Stop following the fucking herd.

Take a step back and THINK before you act. 


FAQ: What advice would you give to someone looking to get started in streaming? How do I avoid burn out? What should I use to motivate me if I get burned out?

#FAQ: What advice would you give to someone looking to get started in streaming? How do I avoid burn out? What should I use to motivate me if I get burned out?


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Advice?


Stream for fun, because streaming is what you enjoy doing, and always remember that: No one owes you anything.



#Note to streamers: 


Your viewers owe you nothing. 


Just because you stream, does not give you the right to demand your viewers be there every day, watch you every minute, or follow/subscribe/donate just because you asked them to.


Viewers are people. They have lives. Learn to respect that.


#Note to viewers: 


Streamers don't owe you a thing. 


Your views and your money does not give you the right to demand how often someone streams or what content they stream.


Streamers are people. They have lives. Learn to respect that.


#Why do I say that?


A culture of entitlement has risen up on Twitch, which has made it no fun to watch nearly every streamer whom has joined Twitch after May 2020.


You can tell immediately streamers who joined in the days of JustinTV from the ones who joined after the Amazon ownership... 


JustinTV had no monetization, so JustinTV streamers stream for fun, as a hobby, with no expectation of money, and that attitude stays with them to this day.


Amazon's Twitch introduced bits and subscriptions, and brought with it a rise of streamers who started streaming with the hopes of making money, but still doing it for fun and hobby and not looking at it as a career.


September 21, 2019, Twitch introduced ads, which played only on Partnered streams, with a handful of Affiliates also beta testing it. March 27, 2020, the ads reached Affiliates as well.


* January 2005, Twitch had 100 members.


* January 2016 Twitch had 200,000 members


* January 2018, Twitch had 1Million members.


* January 2020, Twitch had 2Million members


* January 2021, Twitch had 10Million members


**While January 2021 now boasts 10million streamers streaming every day on Twitch... there are only 1million active viewer accounts... Twitch's AI defends active viewer accounts as having logged in at least 1 day in the past 12 months and watched 1 stream**


As of January 2021, there are now *(according to Twitch's own stats tracking page)* an estimated 17 streamers for every 1 ACTIVE viewer.... meaning 16 out of every 17 streamers will be sitting at 0 viewers every stream, through no fault of their own, simply because there are not enough viewers to go around.


And THIS is what has caused much of the current problem we see now in 2021.


Between May 2020 and December 2020 8 million people joined Twitch... and many of them are very open in their outrage at the lack of viewers.


It is very difficult to find a channel which started in 2020, that does anything other than bitch about lack of viewers.


Myself, I get 3 to 10 viewers each stream, and Twitch's stats page lists me in the top 10% of the most viewed streamers on Twitch because I reach 3 to 10 viewers nearly every stream.


This is something that should be taken into consideration.


My channel is very tiny. As of today (March 13, 2021) it has: 


* 403 followers 


* 87,056 total views


* in the past 8 years has had in total 3 subscribers. 


* From ads has made $15.37. 


* In 8 years, has made in total $34 


* and is still $66 away from reaching the $100 threshold to receive the first payout.


* I have no donation options set up and thus have never once received a donation


* when streaming at my normal schedule I stream 6 to 9 hours 7 days a week *(in recent months, my health has disrupted this)*


As you can see from my stats, I do not make money from streaming, and yet I do it more hours per week than the average person works at a 9-5 job.


And Twitch lists me as one of the top 1,000 streamers... that alone should tell you how very difficult it is to gain viewers or followers on Twitch.


I started streaming in 2004 (on MySpace) so 2021 is my 17th year of streaming 60 hour weeks for no pay.


A lot of people ask me how I have done this for so many years, while having so few viewers, so few followers, and no money reward from it?


My answer is... I don't stream for OTHERS.


I stream for ME.


I stream because, I have fun streaming.


I DO NOT stream for YOU. YOU mean nothing to me. YOU are just a faceless username.


>>>I have Autism... ACTUAL Autism. Kanner's Syndrome, NOT Asperger's. Because of this, if I can not SEE YOUR FACE, I have ZERO ability to acknowledge you as a real person.

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>>> If you want ME to acknowledge YOUR existence, you MUST be standing in the same room with me talking to me face to face. 

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>>>This means that EVERYONE who talks to me online, including streamers who I'm in chat for, or you in my chat... 

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>>>I am not capable of mentally acknowledging you as a REAL PERSON... because you are just a face on a screen, you are not sitting in the physical room with me.

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>>> If I can not reach out and touch your face while you are talking, I can not acknowledge you as being a real person. 

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>>>And because of THIS, YOU, your views, your follows, your money... none of that is important to me.

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I DO NOT stream to try to get YOUR attention.


I DO NOT stream to get views. YOUR time spent watching me, is not something I care about.


I DO NOT stream to get followers. YOUR opinion of me does not matter to me.


I DO NOT stream to make friends. I friend REAL friends offline and don't need YOUR fake online pseudo-friendship.


I DO NOT stream to get fame. YOU knowing who I am is not important to me.


I DO NOT stream to entertain YOU.


#I stream for ME and not for YOU and THAT is why I can stream for 17 years to almost no one and not lose motivation.


This is why 403 followers in 8 years, doesn't bother me.


It's why often streaming to 0 viewers and almost never reaching 10 viewers, doesn't bother me.


It's why streaming for 60 hours a week for 17 years to rarely more than 3 people and never once receiving a single penny for it, doesn't bother me or cause me to lose motivation.


This question gets asked to me, a few times a week... how do I keep going and not lose motivations, and it is often asked to me by streamers with 5k+ followers, listing off "only getting $200 a month from subscribers", and after just 3 months of streaming they are burned out and wanting to give up.... they turn to me, a much smaller channel, doing this for nearly 2 decades, and puzzled as to why I did not give up like they are going after not even a full half a year.


The reason, is the motive.


I am NOT motivated by getting attention, so gaining viewers or followers does nothing to motivate me.


I am NOT motivated by being part of a club or group, so joining teams or moving in clique circles of streamers (what most new streamers refer to as "networking") does not motivate me.


I am NOT motivated by money, I have an income outside of streaming, so reaching income goals does not motivate me to stream.


I gain fewer than 10 new followers a month.


I consistently have very few viewers.


And yet... Twitch lists me as one of the top 1,000 most viewed channels on Twitch.


Why?


Because I enjoy what I do.


I'm not spending my time begging for followers, begging for subs, begging for bits, begging for viewers, begging for donations... so I don't get burned out.


Yes. I can understand why people get burned out when they spend 2 or 3 hours doing dull boring things like begging.


Think about it... is begging fun? No.


What is fun? Well, for me, picking flowers. Something I spent many hours doing, for the past 50 years, and now I'm crippled and I can't spend hours in the blueberry plains of Maine picking wildflowers like I've done my whole life... so... I seek out video games that let me pick flowers, and thus Witcher, Witcher 3, Don't Starve, and Subnautica, became the 4 video games that I play for many hours every day.


I can sit here and stream to no one for 10 or 12 hours each and every day, because I'm having fun with what I am doing... which for the past 3 years, has been playing Witcher 3 as Avallac'h, running around Skellige picking wildflowers, and not doing quests and not doing anything remotely close to normal gameplay.


If I was worrying about views, I'd have to play other games, games that are not as fun.


If I was seeking followers I would have to be constantly begging and pleading and groveling, asking people to follow.


 And if I wanted people to come back after following, than I'd have to be doing stupid stuff like eating foul jelly beans and drinking various hot sauces.


I love Jelly Bellies... I eat them almost daily, I have since the 1980s. I probably eat more Jelly Bellies in a single week than the average streamer ever will in their lifetime. So I've very familiar with the... bamboozalled beans... heck, I drink 3 to 4 cans of Moxie a day, you think Jelly Bellies "bad tasting" jelly beans is going to faze me? I hold place in the Guinness Book of World Records for how much Moxie I can chug... I wouldn't fun to watch eating those jelly beans, I can knock back an entire box without flitching... I'm a world record holding Moxie drinker... you want a real taste test challenge … you try drinking Moxie, one swig of Moxie and you'll be begging for the safety those so bad tasting beans.


So, for me... taste test challenges, hold no incentive. Those things people do, to gain views, people watch them, to watch them try to swallow something they hate... no one is interested in watching they chow down on something they eat every day.... heck, you see me guzzle down 3 or 4 cans of Moxie every single stream and I don't charge you a penny to watch me do it... it's just a thin I drink... any other streamer would be asking for a $500 donation and expect a week off from streaming just to taste Moxie and not even drink it.


Do you realize how much money I could make and many viewers I'd have, if I started asking people to pay to watch me drink Moxie? But I don't because, I drink Moxie like it was a water. Something you are well aware of if you watch me daily.


I'm not a competitive person. And so even though I'm drinking something others wouldn't touch for anything under a $500 donation, I see no reason to monetize my ability to drink something others call foul.


If viewers or followers or money ever became an incentive to motivate me to stream, all I would have to do is add a donation wheel and slap Moxie and Jelly Bellies on it and spend 10 hours doing what you watch me do on stream anyways... eating Jelly Bellies and drinking Moxie.


But... I think if I took a thing I love and tried to monetize it, I would get bored with that thing and burn out.


Does any of this make sense to you?


Do you understand how it answers your question?


#FAQ: What advice would you give to someone looking to get started in streaming? How do I avoid burn out? What should I use to motivate me if I get burned out?


In my experience, as a viewer, for 17 years... and seeing thousands upon thousands of streamers give up streaming less than 3 months after starting...


...the thing they ALWAYS have in common was this:


* They streamed for OTHERS... they did NOT stream for THEMSELVES.


By this I mean:


* They streamed with a goal of gaining a certain number of followers by a certain date.


* They streamed with the goal of getting so many viewers per stream.



#THEY DID NOT STREAM FOR THE PURE AND SIMPLE FUN AND JOY THAT COMES FROM STREAMING AS A HOBBY!


I've seen many who SAY they stream as a hobby, but in watching them, it is quickly clear they say that ONLY to try to sound cool or to try to hide their true goals, and ARE NOT actually streaming as a hobby.


How do I know this?


Easy.


#A hobby is a thing you do for self-enjoyment; you do it in your free time, when you are alone, by yourself, and no one is watching.


#While a hobby CAN be done with others, a hobby is a thing you do without any goal of sharing with others, because it is a private thing just for you and you love doing it so much that it doesn't matter to you if any one does it with you or not... others doing it with you is just an added bonus and you would still do it even if no one did it with you.


When you SAY that you stream as a hobby, but than you sit there bitching that you have no followers, no viewers, and talk about how disapointed you are to have no one to talk to in chat... you opening admit that you are LYING when you say streaming is a hobby.


There is nothing wrong with streaming for money. If that's your goal, go ahead and admit it. Stop lying to yourself saying streaming is a hobby.


There is nothing wrong with streaming to build a community of friends/followers/viewers... if that is your goal, than say so, stop lying to yourself calling streaming a hobby, when it's not!


Perhaps my culture is showing, seeing how I was born and raised in Maine, a place that has laws forbidden lies and telling a lie comes with the punishment of having one's tounge cut out, so I come from an extraordinarily honest culture that views lying as a grave sin....


...but I'm having a servere amount of culture shock at seeing how many people, partcuarly streamers, tell one lie after another, with dozens of lies rolling out of their mouths every single minute... and they think nothing of it.


I find the general acceptance of this culture of endless lies to be horrifying, vile, and disgusting. And I find both American and European laws to be deplorable for not punishing people for the sin of telling a falsehood.


But I feel it is because their society is so full of such deep degradation, perversion, sin, and immorality, that these streamers are truely unaware they are lying.


I find this level of immoral degradation so astounding, I have no words for it and can feel nothing but shock.


That people tell lies on a regular and daily basis is perhaps the most shocking thing watching Twitch has taught me.


And no where do we see more of this utter lack of morals than we do in newbie streamers who lie to their viewers and say "I stream for a hobby."


If you streamed for a hobby, than you would NOT be asking how to stay motivated.


If you streamed for a hobby - you would not NEED followers, viewers, subscribers, or donations to inspire you to keep on going.


A hobby is a thing that you do for personal satifaction.


If you are streaming for views... you are NOT streaming for a hobby.


Learn to tell the truth for once in your life, and you might find it easier to be honest with your motivation.


When you LIE about what motivates you to stream, you can not focus properly on your motivation.


Don't say streaming is you hobby, if it not.


Admit you stream for views.


Admit you stream for followers.


Admit you stream for money.


Admit you stream to seek out friends.


Stop lying to yourself.


The reason you get burned out if because you say one thing and do another. 


If you want to stream like I do? Well, I stream as a hobby. .. and while MOST streamers say streaming is a hobby, their action while streaming prove them liars.


Following my advice, will NOT work for you, if you stream for any reason other than a hobby.


Why?


Because I'm a hobby streamer and my advice will teach you only how to stream hobby stream methods.


I can't teach you to gain followers, because I don't try to gain followers myself.


I can't teach you how to gain viewers because viewers mean nothing to me.


Motivation to stream, for hours every day, for years on end, to no followers and no viewers, well, that I can teach you, but chances are high you won't like what I have to say.


Why?


Because when you stream as a hobby, you stream whatever the hell you want to stream, and tell the viewers to fucking go to hell.


The viewers either watch what you stream or they fuck off.


As a hobby streamer, I don't kiss the mighty viewer ass.


As a hobby streamer, I know that the viewers owe me nothing.


As a hobby streamer I expect nothing from my viewers.


As a hobby streamer, I owe my viewers nothing.


As a hobby streamer, I don't whore myself out for view or follows or subs or donations.


As a hobby streamer, I'm not looking to build a community.


As a hobby streamer, I'm not looking to make friends.


As a hobby streamer, I'm not trying to make money.


As a hobby streamer, I'm free to take off a day, a weekend, a week, a month, even a full a year like I did in 2020, just took the entire year off.


If I lose viewers or followers from taking time off, it's not a problem, because as a hobby streamer I know the viewers are real people, who have real lives and real friends offline and real families, and they don't owe me a thing.


If they come back when I return from a long break, great; if not, well, it's a sad lose yes, but, they have their own lives to live and owe me nothing.


I'm not a slave master demanding loyalty of my followers, which sadly is what many streamers today, thing streaming is.


Since May 2020, we've seen a massive rise is a horrifying "culture of entitlement" spreading across Twitch, faster than Covid-19 spread across New York City.


I've never seen anything like this before. Not in all 17 years of streaming. Not on Twitch. Not on YouTube. Not on PornHub. Not on any of the 14 other streaming sites I use. No where.


It's bizarre.


They act like because they created a Twitch channel, now they re the end all be all, God of all creation, and they DESERVE viewers. They DESERVE followers. They DESERVE to have donations thrown at them. 


And they get angry if they aren't at 10,000 followers and 5,000 viewers and earning $1,000 a day, by the end of their first week of streaming.


And the they start hounding "bigger" streamers, like my channel... you know, us HUGE streamers who have 3 to 10 viewers every stream, under 500 followers, and after a decade or more of streaming have yet to reach the $100 payout threshold ... us HUGE streamers... who made it on to Twitch's list of the Top 1,000 most viewed streamers on Twitch, because we are the top 1% of Twitch to gain 3 to 10 viewers per steam...


...they turn to us and bitch and moan and rave and rant their hatred and jealousy for us... they see own names in the Top 1,000 list and make up lies about us claiming we are millionaires ... 


... than they rush to Twitter and try to spread hateful rumors about us hoping to kill our channels because they think we are making so much more money than they are...


.... then, after 3 months of streaming to no one and bashing us "big" streamers on Twitter, they start contacting us "big" top 1,000 list most viewed channels to ask us, how we did it, why don't we burn out, why are we still motivated....


And the reason THEY burn out and I didn't... is I mind my own business, and just stream for fun... I'm not focused on views or follows or subs or money or running around social media trying to bring others down... I just play my video games, turn off view counters, turn off chat, and having fun playing Witcher 3.


I don't burn out because: 


* I don't stress myself out trying to please others.


* I don't stress myself out worrying what other streamers are doing.


* I don't stress myself out trying to compete with others.


* I don't stress myself out worrying about numbers.


**You burn out because you focus on stressful things.**


#If you want to stop burning out, than just stop focusing on stressful things. It really is that simple.


As for motivation? 


You shouldn't NEED motivation.


No matter what you are doing, not just streaming, but ANYTHING in your life... if you ever feel you need outside incentive, aka, motivaton, to do it, than, that's how you know it's time to move on.


If your 9-5 job is such that you are no longer motivated to get up and go to work, than it's time to quit that job, and look for a new job.


If you can't find motivation to stream, just stop streaming.


You don't owe your viewers anything.


Move on. Find something else to do.


There's no shame in that.


If you lack motivation, that means you are bored, stressed, upset, or otherwise not having fun.


If you lack motivation, that means the joy has gone away and what you are doing is no longer fun to do.


Take my chat for example.


I joined Twitch in the days before chat was a thing.


So, my first years of streaming, we streamers talked TO chat, just like a YouTube video... we didn't talk WITH any LIVE chat because live chat had not yet been invented.


At first, live chat was great. Taking to viewers, live, while I streamed, made streaming even more fun than it already was.


But than 2018, the deserve to be raped raids hit my chat and, even 7 chat bots and 78human mods couldn't keep on top of the 2,000+ bullies we had to ban every stream.


Streaming became no longer fun.


But... it wasn't streaming that was the issue. I still loved streaming. I still enjoyed streaming. I was still motivated to stream.


Chat was the problem.


Chat was no longer fun.


Chat had become stressful.


I have post traumatic stress disorder, and chat was refusing to obey the chat rules that asked not to talk about certain topics, topics which were triggers, specifically rape and torture and sex... rape is a trigger for me, torture is a trigger for me, sex is a trigger for me, and BDSM torture-sex is a very bad trigger for me... and yet, suddenly I had 2,000 bullies in chat doing nothing but talking about rape and torture and sex and BDSM and they were creating new accounts as fast as we banned them.


Chat was going out of it's way to TRY to trigger my PTSD panic attacks... they'd seen that they could do it, they triggered a massive seizure one of the very first rape raids... they saw real fast how seriously severe a medical condition this was, that they could put me in a coma live on stream, that they could trigger a catatonic seizure and me with no live in nurse to help and no one to shut the stream down... I could have died on stream... and they thought that was funny and tried actively went out of their way to try to trigger this very life threatening medical emergency again.


Attempted murder... that's what it was... and the law saw it that way, that's why 6 streamer were arrested for instigating these rape raid attacks... 2 of the streamers each got 2 years in prison and the other 4 each got 6 months in jail... and the charge was "attempted murder" because they knew I had a serious medical condition that could be triggered by talking about rape, sex, torture, and BDSM, and tried to trigger it on purpose, with the GOAL of trying to put me in a coma during a livestream.


And so... chat is now emote only.


Chat was the problem.


Streaming was not the problem.


I had not lost motivation to stream.


But I had lost motivate to interact with chat, after chat tried to kill me.


Chat is gone from channel now.


Unfortunately ... a side effect of what they did was a stroke, and my already poor health, becoming much worse, and since the rape raids, which caused not 1 but rather 3 strokes in a single month's time, I'm now struggling to even breath, my lungs suffering greatly from the stroke that the rape raids caused, and while I'm motivated to stream, since the rape raids, I'm no longer able to stream for more than 2 or 3 hours a day and only 1 or 2 days a week at best.


Chat tried to kill me and they almost did, and now in 2021, I'm still struggling to regain use of my lungs.


A side effect of my lungs not functioning properly, is I now sleep 18 to 42 hours to a time.


My low breathing function, puts my brain into a "sleep mode" and entire days pass between me being awake.


That's why I don't stream daily any more. I try to but, often I wake up thinking it's the next morning, and find out I went 2 or 3 days ago, and completely slept through half the week.


When you understand how frail my health is, than you understand, why I don't give 2 shits about views or followers... I have bigger things to worry about - like trying to stay alive from one day to the next.


I can't be bothered to worry about petty meaningless things like how many followers or viewers I got a social network online.


The online world is just that - a virtual world. The real world is the important one.


So while you worry about meaningless virtual world problems, I worry about real world problems.


That's why I don't burn out or lose motivation to stream.


Because I know the difference between the virtual world of the internet and the real world offline.


I know the difference between things that are ACTUALLY important and things that are insignificant.


NOTHING on the internet has any real importance.... some day you'll grow up and you'll understand that too. And when you do, you'll realize all your worry about numbers, view counts, follower goals... it was all for naught.


Don't wait too long to learn that the REAL world, offline, is what is important. Many people wait too long to learn that. And when it's too late, they realize, how very much too late they learned that lesson.


Real people matter. Your family. Your friends. Your pets. Your town. They matter. Put them first.


If you put ANYTHING you do online, before them, than you're a fool.


And that's what I'm seeing spreading across Twitch, right now... millions of streamers who don't give 2 shits about anything or anyone, cruel, cold, heartless, callous people chasing after the glut lust for he who has the most numbers. Attacking every one they see, thinking they have to beat down others to get to the top.


Not only do not have fun while streaming, they also not fun to watch.


Than they wonder WHY they burn out, why they lack motivation?


Because they are not having fun.


When fun is gone, burn out begins.


When fun fleas, motivation goes with it.


Restore the joy, and burn out melts away.


Bring back the fun, and motivation returns.


Why don't I burn out?


Because I do the thing that is fun for me to do.


Right now that's Witcher 3.


I didn't start out playing Witcher 3. I started out with Sonic the Hedgehog 2 and a camera sitting on the table behind me pointed at the TV screen...yeah, I didn't even have screen capture or capture card... because in 2004, screen capture and capture cards had not yet been invented.


I never stuck with one game. Changed games almost daily. Just playing whatever game I felt like playing.


My family was murdered in April & May 2015. The court case went on for almost 2 years. I started playing Witcher 3 in March 2016, as a way to de-stress after long days in court.


The trial finally ended October 2016 and, the fact that my family was dead and I'd never see them again, finally hit me, and I for some reason, because I played Witcher 3, every day after coming home from court, for some reason I couldn't stop playing it after the court trail ended. And I've just played it ever since.


I think the characters in Witcher 3, took the place of my family. 


I had a very large family. 12 children were kidnapped April 10, 2015... 10 of them were murdered May 15, 2015.


The court case dragged on for 2 years.


After court every day, I came home to an empty house.


Witcher 3, was a new game, it had just been released, so it was the game I just happened to pick up and start playing. For no other reason than it was there. Had this all happened a different time, different year, it wouldn't have been Witcher 3, it would have been some other game.


I also think, Witcher 3, is not necessarily anything to do with it... I think I would have done the same thing no matter which game I had played. Whatever game I had played during the court case, I think would have gotten stuck on eternal play, for no other reason that it was the last thing I was doing when my family died.


The Avallac'h obsession, was not a thing early on.


In 2017, I found a very item in the game. Avallac'h's diary, which reveals his horrible childhood, and the murder of his entire family when he was 10 years old... his parents, his siblings, his pets... before than I had no interest in reading the novels. I bought the novels the very next day... I wanted to find out more about Avallac'h... and I did. Oh boy did I. He lost his family again, years later, when his wife left him for another man, and than, lost his family a 3rd time, when she returned, only to be murdered that same day.


I had started playing Witcher 3 to block out the dead silence of a dead family... murdered... there are so few people who survive when their entire family is murdered that there is no one for me to talk to who can even begin to understand what it is like to to survive what happened to me and my family... so I just zoned out to playing video games, and while doing so, found a character, I could identify with, because he'd lost his family as well, also to murder.


You really do need to know the full story behind not only WHY I stream, but WHY I stream Witcher 3 and WHY I made mods to allow me to play as Avallac'h.... to fully understand WHY I don't burn out or lose motivation.


You see... if I stop playing the game... there is nothing for me to do but sit in an empty house and think about every one who died and left me behind, alone.


It's soul crushing.


My drive to stream, my motivation, is very simply, from a need to fill in the silence that fills every corner after my family was murdered.


I don't stream for views.


I don't stream for followers.


I don't stream for money.


I stream to block out the silence that surrounds me.


I stream to block out the memories of laughter that is no longer there.


Stream for fun, because streaming is what you enjoy doing, and always remember that: No one on Twitch owes you anything.


Your viewers owe you nothing. 


Just because you stream, does not give you the right to demand your viewers be there every day, watch you every minute, or follow/subscribe/donate just because you asked them to.


Viewers are people. They have lives. Learn to respect that.


Same goes for viewers.


Streamers don't owe you a thing. 


Your views and your money does not give you the right to demand how often someone streams or what content they stream.


Streamers are people. They have lives. Learn to respect that.


Lack of respect... that’s the biggest problem on Twitch. No one has any respect for any one else. Like I said, a culture of entitlement. 


I suppose that must be what comes from living in 1st world conditions. I wouldn’t know. I live in a 3rd world region. Perhaps that is why I find Twitch culture so bizarre. Things like bitchy demands to join your Discord server, when I live in a region that doesn’t even have access to phones, so I can’t join your precious phone app club house.


I didn’t post your entire question, but I’ll answer even the parts I did not post.


You say you’ve been streaming for almost a month and you find yourself lacking motivation.


Have you ever considered, perhaps the problem is, you have too much and are too used to being pampered?


Here’ some things to try:


* Go outside and dig a trench for this months feces bucket dumping... oh wait, you don’t have to do that do you? You have indoor plumbing and toilets, don’t you? Lucky you. That’s a luxury where I live. Most people in Maine would kill for the option to take a shit on a warm seat inside a building.


* Maybe you should hike a few miles to the nearest brook, creek, or stream, and haul several gallons of water for drinking this week. It’s not clear, straining out all the mud, bugs, and tapeworms is rather difficult, it takes hours to get the firepit hot enough or the fire big enough to boil the tapeworms dead without boiling out the water... just let them settle to the bottom and drink around them... oh that’s right, you have indoor plumbing, and clean water to drink, and you don’t cook outside over an open fire. You have luxuries like a sink and bottled water. Lucky you.


It’s no wonder you are bored and lacking in motivation. You sit in the lap of luxury. You sleep indoors. You have clean water to drink. I bet you get to eat a meal at least once a day and don’t have to make a single sandwich last an entire weeks of meals.


I guarantee if you lived here in Maine, and you were blessed with an extremely rare luxury of having the internet, and a video game set up... you wouldn’t bitching about boredom and needing motivation.


You want my kind of motivation? Well, the first step to that, is living in a 3rd world region in what most call “utter destitution” and “homelessness”. 


I don’t get bored with streaming or lack motivation, because of the life I live.


I doubt you could even begin to comprehend the lifestyle I live, any more than I could even begin to understand you lazing around in the lap of luxury.


You want my type of motivation... I’d tell you to walk a mile in my shoes, if I had any for you to walk in. 


There’s one to try:


* Try shovelling snow, in -40f weather, BAREFOOT.


Can you do that? I’ve been doing it for 50+ years.


You don’t need motivation, you need a reality check.


You need to get off your fucking high horse and take a good long look at the world around you. You with your 1st world pampered boredom and slothful lack of motivation, you are in the top 3% of the world’s population. The rest of the world, lives like I do or worse, and can only dream of your petty 1st world problems, like being bored or lacking motivation.


Starvation, now there’s a good motivation.


When you have to get off your ass and hoe the ground, plant the seeds, pull the weeds, harvest the crops, stock the fire, and cook your own meals... you don’t have time to be bored and the chance to stream is a reward.


Frostbite, is another good motivation.


When you have to set traps, skin corpses, tan hides, and sew your own fur counts and blankets, and pray you have enough layers of fur to wear and sleep on, to keep out the 12 foot blizzards, the -120F wind, and the -40f weather, in a region that gets only 3 hours of sunlight a day... the time you get to spend streaming, is such a good reward, you won’t need any other motivation.


This is how I live.


I grow my own food. Hunt my own cloths. And while the rest of America bemoans a winter of oh look 2 inches of snow and 30F weather, for one week of the year... that’s the weather we get in an August heat wave. We have snow year round here... and Mt Washington, is right next door, with the coldest weather on the entire planet. We are lucky if the weather gets as HIGH as 40F in the summer.


And, no, I’m not complaining. I like where I live. I like this lifestyle. I live here by choose. I don’t like 1st world living conditions any more than I like 1st world society. You people are slaves to your possessions, and when disaster strikes, you won’t survive because you don’t know how to live off the land. You spend you life separated from nature. I live at one with the planet. But the fact remains, you boo-hooed to me, asking WHY I don’t get bored, how can I possibly remain motivated for 17 years of streaming and “getting no where” as you put it. 


I live a harsh life, in a harsh region, in an even harsher society. For me, streaming is a reward. Streaming is precious. I don’t take it for granted like you do. It’s not a “ho hum, I’m bored, I’ll stream” for me. 


I don’t stream to gain views or followers or subscribers or friends or build a community or have a career... I stream after a long hard day of work. I stream to relax. I stream, simply because, I’m done with my chores and have free time for a hobby. Streaming is my hobby. The thing I do, for fun, after work.


You get bored and lose motivation, because you have nothing to fill your time. You don’t appreciate life. You have all your needs met in the blink of an eye. It is because you do no hard work, that you find yourself bored when doing things like streaming or playing games.


Video games are toys.


Toys are rewards.


Rewards are things you receive at the end of the day/week/month/year after you’ve finished your work.


You try to take a reward, and turn it into a career, and that it why streaming is not rewarding for you.


When streaming and playing video games is a rare treat, a reward for work well done, you’ll find you don’t get bored, you don’t lose motivation.


And that is the difference between you and me.


For me: 


* Video games are toys.


* Toys are rewards.


* Rewards are things you receive at the end of the day/week/month/year after you’ve finished your work.


* Streaming and playing video games is a rare treat, a reward for work well done, so I don’t get bored, and I don’t lose motivation.


THAT is why I can stream for 17 years to almost no one and not lose motivation.


This is why 403 followers in 8 years, doesn't bother me.


It's why often streaming to 0 viewers and almost never reaching 10 viewers, doesn't bother me.


It's why streaming for 60 hours a week for 17 years to rarely more than 3 people and never once receiving a single penny for it, doesn't bother me or cause me to lose motivation.


Viewers do not motivate me.


Followers do not motivate me.


The opinion of others, does not motivate me, that is why I can shut off chat and stream without it, and why I can ban 2,000 viewers without batting an eye.


I don’t rely on OTHERS for my happiness.


Happiness and joy are found from within.


If you look for others to make you happy, you will never be happy.


If you rely on others to provide you with joy, you will never feel true joy at all.


I live in 3rd world living conditions, and yet I am always filled with joy... and you in your 1st world luxuries, you can’t find any joy at all.


My family was murdered, and yet I always laugh and smile... and you with your family beside you living in your 1st world luxuries, you can’t find any reason to laugh or smile.


My grandmother died when I was 8 years old, she left me everything, disinherited everyone else... so my 12 enraged uncles, locked me in a cage... a rusted raccoon trap... shoved it in a woodshed... tossed a single salted herring to me to food, once every 12 days... and there I remained until I was 31 years old and an FBI raid rescued me. 


My uncles used me as an income... they charged Mormon high priests $12,000 to rape me. 


I had been raped more then 500 times by the time I was 12 years old.


I became “mute” at age 14, after a cinder block was used to shatter my jaw.... I was 42 years old when I was able to speak again for the first time in decades, thanks to surgery to restore my jaw, and implant 7 false teeth.


I never went to school.


I was 37 years old when I learned how to eat with silverware and walk on my feet not crawl on all 4s, and talk with human words... now speak in cat growls and hisses.


When they rescued me, the social workers, called me a feral child. I’m in 100s of college Psychology test books, thousands of psychiatrists have studied me. They still do to this day. They say they are astounded that I’ve assimilated into society as well as I have.


I suffer from a freak medical condition - I show no outward sign of pain - slice a knife through my arm to the bone and out the other side and I don't flinch, don't cry, don't make a sound. The hallmark of REAL Autism, ACTUAL Autism - how you can prove someone who is REALLY Autistic from the self-diagnosed Aspie who wouldn't know recognize Autism if they saw it.


In spite of 1 in every 3 people CLAIMING to be Autistic, only 1 in every 1,200,000 people ACTUAL has REAL Autism. It's one of the rarest diseases in the world... and you can easily prove REAL Autism from fake ass wannabes with their self diagnoses, by slice their flesh open or breaking their bones, and watching to see if they respond, if they scream.


My uncles, especial that bastard Bruce, thought it was funny, changed people money to watch him stab me and beat me with bricks. He claimed I felt nothing. Not true. I felt everything, I just show no outward signs of pain, but I still feel pain.


Men who stab children with knifes and beat them with bricks, to stand back and laugh, they nothing but cruel heartless monsters.


Since I was a baby I was nothing but a freak show to be put on display.


The FBI rescued me, but the fucking news reporters glorified it. Sensationalized it and than fucking Stephen King saw the news reports and immortalized me far worse than fucking paparazzi did.


I went from being a caged display piece in a Gypsy Carnival Freak Show to being front page news to being plastered all over a Stephen King movie without my permission. 


Since the FBI raid that rescued me, my life has been nothing but being studied by psychiatrists because I'm medical freak, chased down by Stephen King fans because he fucking put me in a movie, harassed by racist white power Gypsy haters again because of Stephen King's fucking Thinner, always having to dodge reporters every time I try to go shopping, and stalked every where I go by my fucking uncles and their clan because they live by fucking Mafia-style laws that say you don't leave family unless you die.


Always on public display.


Never a minute's privacy.


My entire life.


Not a moment's peace.


Not once in 50 years.


Always under every one's spot light like a bug under a fucking microscope.


No one has ever respected my privacy. NO ONE!


I’ve never been loved.


I’ve never been wanted.


I’ve never been hugged.


Not once has a kind word ever been said to me.


Perhaps that contributes to my outlook on life... and why I am so fully aware that video games and streaming are luxuries to be thankful for, not things to take for granted and be bored with.


In the end, nothing I do or say, and nothing any one else does or says, can help you.


I can't help you gain motivation. No one can.


You have to seek motivation from within yourself.


Motivation, like joy and happiness, anger and hate, love and sadness, is a choose you actively make.


No one can give you any of those things.


No one can cause any of those things.


You feel those things by your own choice.


You can only be bored if you CHOOSE to be bored.


You can only be happy if you CHOOSE to be happy.


You can only feel joy if you CHOOSE to feel joy.


You will only motivation if you CHOOSE to be motivated.


I can not help you feel any of those things. No one can.


You CHOOSE your feelings, your reactions, your motivations, all by yourself.


You have to help yourself.


Stop being lazy.


Stop relying on others to feel for you.


You'll forever feel a lack of motivation, for EVERYTHING, if you forever wait for someone else to motivate you.


You'll be bored with EVERYTHING, if you constantly wait for others to inspire you.


If you can not inspire yourself, you'll forever live a life lacking in inspiration. You'll forever be bored. You'll forever sloth your way through endless lack of motivation in all that you do.


My childhood was full of motivation:


* motivation to survive


* motivation to stay alive


* motivation to castrate as many men as possible - I was 8 years old when I learned the best protection from rapists is to slice off their balls with a machete – what were YOU doing when you were 8 years old?


* motivation to claw and bite everyone who beat me with bricks, stabbed me with forks - I was also 8 years old when I learned how to bite hard enough to draw blood and rip off abuser fingers with my teeth


I know motivation better than most.


You want my kind of dedication to motivation... learn to survive the levels of abuse I was subjected to... nothing will teach you motivation, dedication, and discipline faster than fighting for your life every single day your entire childhood.


You don't have time to be bored when you are 8 years old being vivisected by your older cousin on orders from your uncles, and Draino poured into the wounds.


Nothing motivates you like being 8 years old and gang raped by Mormon high priests armed with knives and hammers, slicing your flesh and breaking your bones, for sexual pleasure.


You want my kind of dedicated motivation? I guarantee you don't.


I wasn't the only child they caged and abused. July 19, 2016, the FBI dug up the sawed up bones of 31 other children, in GooseFare Brooke Ravine, in the Reclaim Blueberry Plains, in the Ross Forest, of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, my cousins, most of them dumped there in the 1970s, children who unlike me didn't have the fortitude to fight back, didn't have the will to survive.... were not motivated to spite their abusers and live.


I could have been like the others, too bored, too lacking in motivation to fight back and stay alive.... but my desire to live, motivated me and now I'm free. 


Caged for 27 years, from the time I was 8 years old until I was 31.


I didn't have the luxury of school or friends like you did.


I lived my entire childhood, teen years, and young adult years in a cage... and THAT is why I have the motivation I have in everything I do.


I'm a survivor.


I was motivated to live.


So you can also see, why you see you as pampered and silly, for boo-hooing, your lack of being motivated to play with toys.


Be glad you are blessed to be a child who has toys, has school, has parents who feed you, and are more than just the cash cow of adults who sell you to rapist priests.


Your lack of motivation to play video games, speaks volumes to the pampered lap of luxury you live in.


You want for nothing.


Everything is handed to you on a silver platter.


You don't know hardship.


You don't know starvation.


You don't know abuse.


You don't know rape.


You don't know what it is to fight for your life.


You don't know what it is to lay on a rusted wire cage floor, your arms and legs sliced to the bone, your bones broken, drinking your own blood because it's the only liquid you have to drink... and sleep that way every day, for 27 years, from the time you are 8 years old.


Until you know that kind of torture, that kind of abuse, you'll never know my kind of motivation.


Until you actively help yourself, you’ll continue on in your boredom and lack of motivation.


If you are so bored and so lacking in motivation that you feel the need to ask others how to not be bored and how to be motivated, than I would think that is red flag trying to tell you that streaming just isn’t something you enjoy doing.


Nothing wrong with that. Streaming is not for everyone. There is no reason to force yourself to do a thing you do not enjoy. Find another hobby, one that you DO enjoy. One that doesn't bore you. One that you are naturally motivated to do.



FAQs: How can you like Avallac'h when he....

#TIP: Before asking me a question about Avallac’h:


* Make sure that you ACTUALLY mean AVALLAC’H and not Vilgefortz, Leo, King Auberon, or some other character.


* Make sure your source has ACTUALLY read the Witcher novels.


* Make sure you are ACTUALLY ASKING A QUESTION and are not just spewing mindless hate because a troll worked you up into a frenzy, telling you lies about me and/or Avallac’h then sent you here. 


* Make sure your source for the info is not a troll jebating you into anger.


* Make sure the source of your information is not a 4Chan/QAnon jackass with “Chan” in their username, as 99.99% of everything they have to say about EVERYONE real and fictional is out right lies intended to troll you and laugh at you for making a fool of yourself getting angry over something that never happened at all.


#Know that 99.9% of the stuff you people are accusing Avallac’h of doing, is stuff that was done by other characters. 


#Nearly 99.9% of everything you people attribute to Avallac’h was something done by:


* Vilgefortz


* Leo Bonhart


* King Auberon


* ...and was NOT done by Avallac’h.


#Brain – it’s the thing that keeps you alive. It does other things too. Learn how to use it.


It’s not that difficult to tell Avallac’h from Leo, Avallac’h from Vilgefortz, Avallac’h from King Auberon ... it’s really not. Go back and re-read the Witcher novels again. Focus your eyes on the words instead of speed skimming over the page. Actually pay attention this time. You’ll soon learn the error of your mistakes, and will quickly find, that in all your bitching about Avallac’h, all you’ve done is prove yourself an idiot with poor reading comprehension skills.


* Avallac’h is NOT Leo.


* Leo put Ciri in pits of monsters and charged people money to watch her be tortured.


* Avallac’h DID NOT put Ciri is pits of monsters or charge people money to watch her be tortured.


* Avallac’h is NOT Vilgefortz.


* Vilgefortz is the sadistic mage with a baby breeding program, who keeps little girls, including Ciri in cages in the dungeons of his castle, and sadisticly tortures them with torture devices.


* Avallac’h is NOT a mage, he is a scientist.


* Avallac’h does NOT have a baby breeding program.


* Avallac’h does NOT keep little girls cages.


* Avallac’h does NOT have any dungeons, because he’s does NOT have a castle.


* Avallac’h does NOT own any torture devices.


* Avallac’h is NOT King Auberon.


* King Auberon physically, sexually, and emotionally abused Ciri. King Auberon sexually molested Ciri, every night for weeks. King Auberon, demanded sex from Ciri, then beat the hell out of her if she tried to have sex with him.


* Avallac’h did NOT physically, sexually, and emotionally abuse Ciri. He was however, often in the room when King Auberon abused Ciri and didn’t do a damned thing to stop the King from molesting or beating Ciri....


* ...HOWEVER... we are told, that Avallac’h is the King’s prisoner, has a powerful pendant around his neck that is forcing him to be powerless against his masters *(King Auberon and The Unicorns)*... and that Avallac’h in his true form is a 130ft (40m) serpent forced into Elf form against his will by that same amulet... and that this is WHY he can’t do anything to stop King Auberon from abusing Ciri, nor disobey any order from King Auberon... and Avallac’h is incapable of removing the necklace, which can only be removed by a woman who loves him...


* ...AND... we are also told Avallac’h is plotting to kill King Auberon and has made poisoned fistech to kill the King with because he does not like what King Auberon is doing to Ciri


It is dreadfully annoying to be constantly sent the same few questions over and over and over and over... and they are never questions about DID Avallac’h do the things he’s accused of, they are always instead accusations thrown at me for liking Avallac’h even though he did this or that, but than, the things he is accused of doing are never things he did and are always things some other character did.


The confusion is caused by readers who have ZERO reading comprehension ability, getting confused about what they read, mixing characters up, than running to the internet and CLAIMING character A did things character B did.


The Witcher novels are written in what is known as “The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format”, which is considered to be the worst, most atrocious, least reader friendly style of writing. Every English/Grammar teacher/professor is going to tell you to avoid this writing style like the plague, because nothing is going to confuse your readers faster.


The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format is incredibly rare, seen almost exclusively in use by  The Ernest Hemingway himself (thus the name of it) and is considered to be a pretentious/snooty, style of writing that is only recommended for writing things such as PhD Doctorates, drafts from Bills/Laws/Congress, Law Dockets for court cases, and other legal papers, as only high IQ people are even capable of being able to comprehend how to read The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format and actually understand what it is that they have read.


The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format should NEVER be used in a novel, and one has only to read a novel written by Ernest Hemingway to see why.


* The average person reads on a 3rd grade level.


* Because of this, the average novel is written using 3rd  grade grammar.


* The average college textbook is written using 8th grade grammar and is comprehensible to only 9% of the population.


* The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format is 4th year Doctorate student level and is nearly incomprehensible to EVERYONE with an IQ of anything lower than 135.


* Only .00003% of the world’s population scores at 135IQ or higher.


* Meaning only .00003% of the world’s population is going to be able to read the Witcher novels and come anything close to being able to mental understand what they have read.


It was poor choice on Andrzej Sapkowski’s part to use The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format when writing The Witcher novels, but he is one of the world’s rare few actually high IQ people and he wrote on the same reading level he is capable of reading, and made no attempt to cater to the reading level of the general public, so, it is understandable why so many people get so many characters so very mixed up with one another.


The average person simply is not capable of fully wrapping their mind around the legalize format used by lawyers when writing bills, laws, IRS tax forms, and court dockets, so when that same format shows up in a novel, it’s simply beyond reason to expect the average reader to be able to comprehend what they are reading while reading said novel.


Poor choice that it may be, the fact remains, The Witcher novels are written in The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format and suffer from the following flaws rarely seen in novels:


* big words, often in Latin without translation... the full, correct, scientific Latin versions of common every day words, often leaves readers 100% clueless as to what a simple, common, every day item is because they don’t have a dictionary laying around to look up the common word of the Latin word used


* dry, often boring, technical writing that reads like it was written by a team of the worlds most stuck up, pretensions, highest IQ, most elite law firm


* name tags don’t exist: no Geralt said, Ciri said, he said, she said.... dialogue looks like this:


>>>”I am talking right now.”

>>>.

>>>”Did I tell you, you could talk?”

>>>.

>>>”I‘m talking any ways.”

>>>.

>>>”I told you you should have gagged her.”

>>>.

>>>”I’m sick of you telling me what to do.”

>>>.

>>>”I’m not listening to any of you.”

>>>.

.

.


How many characters where talking?


The answer is 4.


Normal novels would read like this instead:


>>>”I am talking right now,” said One.

>>>.

>>>”Did I tell you, you could talk?” Two demanded.

>>>.

>>>”I‘m talking any ways.”

>>>.

>>>”I told you you should have gagged her,” Three interjected.

>>>.

>>>”I’m sick of you telling me what to do,” pouted Two.

>>>.

>>>”I’m not listening to any of you,” retorted Four.

>>>.

.

.

The hallmark of The Ernest Hemingway Format is it’s complete and utter lack of dialogue/name tags.


The Ernest Hemingway Style requires the reader to pay very careful attention to character voice, tics, and quirks in how they speak. It requires the author to do huge amounts of making sure each character has a unique quirk. One character stutters, one uses bad grammar, one uses reversed pronouns, one slaps her ass and shrieks “Nahnahnahnahnahnaaaaa!” at the end of every sentence like it was a period, ect.


In this, Andrzej Sapkowski EXCELS above any author I’ve ever seen, including Ernest Hemingway. There are 5,000+ characters with speaking roles in the Witcher novels and, he did give each and every one of them their own unique speaking quirk, and you CAN, if you are careful at paying attention, tell who every character is, without ever seeing their name, just by how they talk.


This is an astounding feat.


That Andrzej Sapkowski was able to pull of 8 novels of 400+ pages each, with 5,000+ characters, without dialogue tags, is mind boggling.


When I quote character dialogue in my articles, I add their names at the start of the line, because their names were not there in the novels.


All of this, has yet to add the most mind blowing aspect of The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format, which is what trips of even the most competent readers: 


#LITERAL & ACCURATE TIMELINE OF EVENTS!


Chapter 5 of Lady of the Lake, is quoted by readers as being by far the single most confusing section of the Witcher novels.


Why?


Because of how time flows in the Witcher novels.


You see the events IN ORDER of the happening.


Meaning HUGE amounts of head hopping and constant Point of View shifts from one sentence to the next.


What does this mean?


It means this:


* It is 7AM. Sentence one tells you what Ciri is doing on Planet A with Avallac’h. Sentence 2 does not start a new paragraph and tells you what Geralt is doing in the blizzard in the North of planet B. Sentence 3 also does not start a new paragraph and tells you what Triss is doing in Skellige with Crach. A unicorn runs by, who knows where or why, it’s probably planet A. Sentence 5 is Vilgefortz tying up Yennefer in his castle back on the other side of Planet B. Sentence 6 is on the other side of Planet B and is Regis tearing everything apart trying to find Ciri. Sentence 7 is in the South of Planet B and is Dandelion and Cahir. Sentence 8 is Leo drowning in the ocean, apparently on Planet A after being sucked through a portal??? Unicorns are galloping, we don’t know where or why – apparently in outer space, flying from one planet to another. Sentence 10 is Dijkstra talking to a half-elf by a campfire outside of the war zone. End of Paragraph 1.


* Start of paragraph 2. It is 8AM. Sentence one tells you what Ciri is doing on Planet A with Avallac’h. Sentence 2 does not start a new paragraph and tells you what Geralt is doing in the blizzard in the North of planet B. Sentence 3 also does not start a new paragraph and tells you what Triss is doing in Skellige with Crach. A naked she-elves run by, who knows where or why, it’s probably planet A. Sentence 5 is Vilgefortz with Yennefer in his castle back on the other side of Planet B. Sentence 6 is on the other side of Planet B and is Regis doing vampire things. Sentence 7 is in the South of Planet B and is Dandelion and Cahir. Sentence 8 is Leo’s men planning what to do next. Mountain trolls are galloping to, who knows. Sentence 10 is Dijkstra drinking with a half-elf by a campfire outside of the war zone. End of Paragraph 2.


Skip ahead 30 or so pages and you come too...


* Sentence one 8PM Ciri with Avallac’h. Sentence 2 does not start a new paragraph 9PM Ciri with Auberon. Sentence 3 also does not start a new paragraph 9PM on a different planet Vilgefortz torturing Yennefer. A naked she-elves run by, who knows why. Sentence 5 is 1AM Ciri with Eredin. Sentence 6 is 5AM Ciri with Avallac’h. Sentence 7 also 5AM is back on Planet B Geralt doing Witcher things. Sentence 8 a boat made out of pink cotton candy floats by in the sky. Sentence 9 it’s  8AM Ciri with Avallac’h. Sentence 10 is 9PM Ciri with Auberon. Sentence 11 it’s 2AM Ciri with Avallac’h. Sentence 12 is 9PM Ciri with Auberon. Sentence 13 it’s 8AM Ciri with Avallac’h. Sentence 14 is 9PM Ciri with Auberon.


Lack of dialogue tags, teamed up with literal timeline flow of events, while being written is long scientific Latin versions of common words, is one of the most mind frying, brain draining things to read. It is WHY every English/Grammar teacher/professor on the planet tells newbie writers to stay away from using The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format and just don’t even touch it with 9 foot pole.


The Ernest Hemingway Style/Format, is the style Andrzej Sapkowski used to write The Witcher novels.


THIS is the reason WHY so many readers, come bitching to me, over my love for Avallac’h, saying I shouldn’t like him, for this or that reason... and end up accusing him of things, he did not do, but rather were done by Vilgefortz, Leo, or King Auberon.


All of the stuff that happens with Avallac'h, happens along side what is happening with Vilgefortz in a very unconventional writing style, that tells us one line of what Ciri and Avallac'h are doing, followed by one line of what Geralt and Regis are doing, followed by one line of what Vilgefortz and Yennefer are doing, then back to one line of what Ciri and Avallac'h are doing,  followed by one line of what Geralt and Regis are doing, followed by one line of what Vilgefortz and Yennefer are doing, then back to one line of what Ciri and Avallac'h are doing, ... and so on, for some 70 pages of the story, making it very difficult for most readers to comprehend what they are reading and causing a lot of readers to incorrectly mix up Avallac'h with Vilgefortz.


While Avallac'h and Ciri are arguing with King Auberon and Eredin about the baby... Vilgefortz is building a machine to suck eggs out of ovaries to make fetuses in jars to build synthetic Elder Blood. You see these scenes side by side because timeline wise they are happening at the same time.


#To help you out, here’s some quick facts:


* Avallac’h is NOT a mage. He takes great offence when Ciri calls him a sorcerer and explains there is no such thing as magic, that everything everyone calls “magic” is simply science that they are too stupid to comprehend. OTHERS call Avallac’h a mage, but he is in fact a time travelling scientist, akin to Dr. Who, from 5,000 years in the future and is not a mage.


* Vilgeforzt is the evil mage/wizard/sorcerer who tortured Ciri, and also Yennefer. 


* Vilgeforzt put Ciri in a cage.


* Leo also kept Ciri in a cage.


* There are several other villains who also kept Ciri in cages.


* Avallac’h NEVER put Ciri in a cage. Avallac’h doesn’t even own any cages. Avallac’h doesn’t own anything. Avallac’h is homeless.


* Vilgeforzt is the evil mage/wizard/sorcerer who owned a huge castle.


* Avallac’h does NOT own a castle. Avallac’h is a homeless hermit. He lives in a cave. Wears rags and ratty matted furs.


* Avallac’h is homeless. Avallac’h on warm nights, sleeps beside a campfire on the beach of the lake in a pile with his 5 wives, his horse, 6 Knockers/Mountain Trolls, 2 Echinops, a few Vampyrhodes, and several hundred Barbagazi (orange shag furred Tribble-like/Fizz-Gig-like creatures that look like a cross between Pekinese dogs and sharp fanged vampire bunnies).


* Avallac’h is homeless. Avallac’h on cold, windy, rainy, or snowy nights, he sleeps on Lara’s coffin. Inside the cave. While his 5 wives, his horse, 6 Knockers/Mountain Trolls, 2 Echinops, a few Vampyrhodes, and several hundred Barbagazi (orange shag furred Tribble-like/Fizz-Gig-like creatures that look like a cross between Pekinese dogs and sharp fanged vampire bunnies) sleep in a pile on the floor around Lara’s coffin.


* Vilgeforzt is the evil mage/wizard/sorcerer who had torture chambers, full of torture devices, in the dungeons of his castle.


* Avallac’h does NOT own a dungeon or torture device. Avallac’h is a homeless. Avallac’h doesn’t own anything.


* Vilgeforzt is the evil mage/wizard/sorcerer with the BDSM fetish torture gorn freak obsession. Vilgeforzt kept naked women gallows(cages) hanging over