WATER, BATHROOM UPDATE-THIS UPDATE WAS CENSURED

IN TUNE WITH HER STORM AS I CHOOSE TO VEIW-AND IN MY MIND I SAID LEAVE ALL GODS CHILDREN ALONE, ALL CHILDREN ARE GOD'S CHILDREN-AS LIGHTING ALL AROUND AND HER VOICE SANG IN OFFERING Water Problems

Water, bathroom update, on the 16th of this month my 30 day notice was given verbally, along with my complaints of past of past indignities and infringements of my rights and privatises that were broken. I was also given, in response, to a ' mirror ' in my kitchen ( Ha! I know. Train of his eye.), 30 days to move by my landlord. I will probably speak of this abit more in the future, on this blog or some other.

Within 3 days of this event, the water situation has ' kinda ' been resolved. I have running water, though the water heater is in disrepair, leaks and red tagged since 2006. My landlord broke the old record when I was training for ARCA, and began work too, by half a month. Two months.

20 acers were given to him, a few years back for back rent, ' forcefully,' maybe, but at the very least, an advantage was seen and, well, outside of being a teacher, a ' National Guardsman,' or so he said when I first met him. When the land was signed over to him, I now remember one of the very last details in my lawyers waiting area, " I don't want my wife to know about this land." Inside the car, I should of never accepted the offer for a ride, he slugged me, or rather his cupped hand in front of my face and caught his fist, when he asked me where I wanted to go next. To pick up my 38, of course. It is possible that he walked into a situation ' Static, as if distant, an operation ( ? ), police, " What do you want?" Stress was on ' you ' as if known. It seemed to come from outside, but ' telepathic overlay ' was almost a constant.

( All of this started when a neighbor of mine had a home invasion, from my perspective, given thus, in partall recollection. " They are not Police! Call the Police!," about 7 to 8 years ago. Hindsight is great. )

Of neighborhoods, firecrackers and gunshots, used to psychologicaly intimidate and encure and prolong a head injury, well, this is just the beginning of my response. You haven't won, you will never win, you will end up in prisons with longer sentences, and you will be traced based on your records, where you rented, where you ate, and who you date, and dated, and who you worked for, because you interfered with probable ' alleged ' sexual ( ? ) child abuse. And to any military personnel or otherwise, you leave the policing up to the police, if you can. You pester them until the wrong has been righted, even if it takes Internal Affairs, then the Mayor, then the Governor, and if that doesn't work, than the Executive Branch of Government. A ship isn't sunk unless you sink it.

Within the span of about two years, 2005-2006, I learned ' The Code ' of the streets does not work. If you do not take drugs then you are a ' criminal ' to the streets, and if the police are on the take or ' don't have the time, or police themselves,' then you are a criminal to both. The Code does not work, and pedophilia prevails, as determined and directed by drug induced violence and observation thereof. One of the many ' prosecutors ' of this mental illness and criminal behavior. The problem is and has always been guys ( leaders, look it up. ), Downtown profit.

Alot has gone on in my neighborhood, Alice Ave and Marble St. No one has never spoken up out of FEAR. Both streets should be completely bulldozed over and property reclaimed by the city. This includes some business's on Lomas Blvd., between San Mateo and San Pedro., the NE side. At The Fairheights Neighborhood Association, renters are not appreciated or listened to. At this juncture, I might add, about five maybe six years ago, A Capt. of APD told us that, he had given up an opportunity to work for the FBI, instead. Gee, imagine our surprise. Outside of looking at each other, no one said anything.

The remainder of my land, of which my landlord apparently receives bills for, his own admission, will be given back to the people who all but gave to me, for as they put it when they sold it to me, for ' being loyal.' I stuck with them, even when I thought they were crazy. All I did was buff jewelry and be a friend. I'll say this much for them, when I thought that they were making things up, on or about his brothers death, a lawyer, that just about every single lawyer revolving around his estate liquidation has been put in prison by Federal and District Prosecutors since. Not to mention the paper trails of ownership of lands, since the death of Richard T. Mosher Jr., might prove to be interesting. I never believed that the attorney was forced off the road purposely ( and a witness, a truck driver, who witnessed the ' boxing in,' of Mosher's Mercedes, then ' accident.' It was believed two other vehicles were somehow involved. ' After the initial report, the truck driver, disappeared, both for Police and victim's family member's further inquiries. This is what I remember of the events back then. ) as my friends did. That is until it happened, or nearly happened to me. Of course, I fought back and my vehicle is abit bigger and the red flatbed diesel truck that staked me from El Paso, when ' approached ' aggressively in defensive response to threatening actions ( didn't stop because I didn't know how many there were and if armed ), finely sped off. This happened a few years back, returning from El Paso, looking for a family member in the hospitals, based on ' insights ' that something or someone was gravely ill or dead in El Paso. I learned later that my father had major heart surgery about that time.

The remainder of land, I no longer want because of the people of a state that I no longer respect, out of experience and company kept as a drunk, across the board. I see who you are now. You refuse to voice your concerns of CHILD SAFETY. You refuse to take responsibility of your children seriously as parents and adults. You, as a whole, concern indifference as a SOUL underlying imprint on the state's young. As I always heard in her description ' THE LAND OF ENTRAPMENT ' when I first arrived, as the final definitive description of her ( the state's ) ADULTS teachings for her youth. Jailed in ' Animal Ethics ( ? ).' NO HOPE FOR THE YOUNG, AS LEARNT OF THE ADULTS.

DISTANT MISSIONARIES OF ETHICS PAST

On a different topic, years ago I used to throw away magazines, alot of porn, some not. Tightly boxed, sealed with tape and thrown away in my garbage for one reason. Alot of ' suits ' would go throw his ( a friend who owned a magazine shop ) dumpster for the porn, he saw it, I saw it. Until one day the garbage guy, truck driver, ' accidentally ' spilt the contents of my garbage in front of me. A squad car, parked down the block on the south side, at the end of the street. I helped the truck driver, garbage guy, pick up the mags. and he asked if he could keep a few for the guys. I said sure and didn't think much of it. Until I started to think about it, and remembered another ' neighbor ' picking through trash the week before along with the driver of the garbage truck. I thought it odd, then ' the code.' The garbage truck, once pick up is achieved on my block, goes around the block. When you live in a neighborhood filled to the brink, then, with criminals, I guess this is to be expected. I don't know about the neighborhood much now, the gunfire and firecrackers showed me who you side with. Lets just say ' they ' have a real interest in the children's lessons. How to ' Press,' or force a realization as to who ' owns ' the neighborhood and streets.

I always waited for the garbage truck for that reason, just in case it spilt, but to be done so purposely? I have abit more faith in the city's training for garbage truck drivers, at least the mechanical end.

I'm sorry, I don't buy drugs. It was always beer, and I can care less about your ' economy.' I've nothing to really hide in what I throw away. The kid's eye's were my concern.

As for the porn, well my friend and I have parted company. His experience with life and advice have proven to be near right. My only problem with his magazine store, or him, is the selling of ' Family Sex Stories, ' and a few magazines of a similar nature. Last time I was there, well, profit; family has to eat. Decision made.

In the end, I defended a house, a rental, against drug dealers and probably a few pedophiles, and I know no one will talk. The Code=Drug and Raping of Women and Children and even Murder... them at ALL COSTS. THAT IS YOUR CODE, PROVEN IN THE SOIL OF THE LAND THAT CARRIES THE BLOOD OF INNOCENTS CALLED NEW MEXICO. NOW RELEASED.

DISTANT MEMORY-AS IF A CHILD-WHY DO YOU KILL YOUR YOUNG-YOUR

CHILDREN ?

His Wings Transit Time by Orders of Light Returned in Answer

CENSURED AGAIN About five years ago respectively, I and another person, an ex-marine traveled in a U-Haul trailer to the city of Oklahoma, and on the outskirts of arrival, in the fields, by the Highway, stands a stainless steal cross of great height. You can see this for miles in all directions. My traveling partner asked me " Can you make a sculpture like that?" I answered in return, " I've made a 26 foot sculpture, a stylized cross atop ' The Star of David.' It's title ' Like the Phoenix of legend I Rise Anew in spite of Fate,' so I suppose I could. We didn't stop to view the sculpture, though I did slow down for the Dust Devil. We were supposed to go to Florida to pick up furniture, by way of Oklahoma, a straight run to save time and gas, I remember. Now I think of the keys I left with a friend, owner of a magazine store, also an acquaintance of my landlord, a girls softball coach. On the outskirts of Oklahoma City, she, our boss, who once owned a ' Psychic Telephone Service,' changed her mind. We returned to Albuquerque and just before arrival, we stopped for dinner, his treat. Good New Mexican food at a small restaurant, one of many ' last supers ' since, before relationships fall apart, must be my first name that I never use, out of respect. It is still my first name, though. My travel partner, a marine, did pay me 50.00 dollars out of his own pocket in the end. Sometimes I still question the ' loss ' of Alcoholism.

Spirals have always intrigued me. A sculpture I built with the purpose of a ' tomato cage ' in mind, a simple A frame, a pyramid shape with a ' target,' shape atop and a fish symbol atop that. The target, a shape consisting of a circle with a cross in the center, a symbol for ' The Crossing,' an astronomical event of old, though some think a representation in nature, that of the sun. I am one of those. A simple example in the smaller picture would be an eclipse. When I raised the A frame above my head in order to move it during fabrication, a whirlwind, a large Dust Devil seemed to appear out of nowhere for a full minute, it seemed. I watched pages in spin, about four or five so high in the sky and the current of the wind made visible only by the dust she moved, the wind.

In that moment I remembered the pages of the bible I used in a large painting of an Angel overlooking a field of waste in sadness and question, of collage days filled with student loans and all the paint and rod money could buy. And of the time, with another, brief, a beautiful woman with blond hair. Another Texan, the both of us looking into the eye of a tornado, and the spinning pages of paper, so high above, caught in tow under the gaze of a man and woman far below. Albuquerque's only tornado in recent years, twenty some odd years ago. It tore part of the roof off of a church. We two, were the only ones to dare look into the eye, though a few children did too, as their mothers stood by, next to the foothills of the Sandia mountains.

A funny thing, looking back, I found a cap at a thrift store with the word ' Whirlwind ' on it and a ' Medicine wheel,' a symbol under it. The u2 song ' BAD,' always playing. I wore this just before and during the building of ' The Protection of Prudence by Conscience.' I remember the U2 song ' Grace ' and more recently the program ' Saving Grace,' and think to myself, how is this possible? The song ' Grace ' and the U2 song ' Bad,' were the only songs that helped quiet my mind during her ' inspiration.' I think of the dust devil and tornado and one big ass cross!

" Come here Spidy " and " Stay away from that man! He's evil ! " Dreamscapes Encapsulate an Age given of Enticements and Lies

' The pleasures of children ' by Adults have taken place for years, hundreds of years, eons. Women for thousands of years have been told to keep their mouths shut, to keep quiet by their mothers for fear beatings and death, concerning rape and sexual child abuse, and in turn, some have chosen to teach their young techniqes of sexual gratification to advance in society and economy and to argument abuse and rape, even death. For the satisfaction of, mainly the male human animal. Until the evil side of feminism and counterpart.

This is one of the pleasures of ' The Teacher ' through the Ages. The societies, The churches, The empires and kingdoms, The hordes, The many civilizations, often under the male

of the species rule, have always taught this behind the many masks of illusion taken from the hallways of despair, in the endless darkness found in the countless twists and turns of ages gone by, yet idolized today. The education of the masses hidden by veil for the ruling classes, a thread constant for the human animal, who think they are not.

The nature of women has always been of revenge for the theft of fruits before season, a remembrance of youth with lack of childhood as taught by adults, then left powerless, stained, boy-men and girl-women without resolve. And yet they teach the pleasures of body from the mind for advancement, as tool for power. Yet, powerless, raised to be only the animal, pocessed, and in search of the POSSESSION of others, to be of the ' same.' Memory. Obediant and silences kept, though new friends found in dreamscapes not yet realized to be the same beast. Silent Scream, the vail is reveiled then removed. Imprinted; a twist to ' sin;' the stain of THE MIND..

A universal nature of the ' law ' conquers the nature of the beast. Nature itself has no conscience and has always been dark, absent of light, thus the word not yet in being, recognized not. The ' expressions' of grief and sadness only mirrored in same, darkness. We are taught this is freedom.' The Teacher of Ages, ' the dreamscape often allows that which is forbidden, beyond the parental rein of compassion, that which was orriginally taught in the protection of the first womb, parenthood. To be self aware is only half of the original law, as a mother. The rest is left to him, the father.

The light of the world in ' individual ' perception and expression has always been taught to be that of Lucifer or Satan, by The Teacher, and we listened, in schools and churches through the ages, bookless, sat only to listen. " Remember boys, be silent," and in the homes, " Remember girls, be silent." The boys who were not, were made into girl-boys then make believe women, slaves in dispair, if not murdered. The girls, well what's a girl worth, really? And a child at that, after use to the rest of the world and here, also, in the United States; future predators, both, if left alive, before sexual grooming, and after.

Women today are confronted by a sudden expectation, as if a lighting bolt crashing between Earth and Heaven, her core and the sky's arch, in search of what they already have in place of a meteor, her mate's sperm, but instead choose the acceptance of child abuse and murder of her unborn as a replacement for EQUALITY. The sudden loss of newly found powers, the judgement of life and death and that of her ' economy,' of equality, soon to parish; as were her values SOLD. The illusion is the human male, exacted in full blame, the ' animal. ' Blame for this lack of power, ' values,' of both genders, is just that, both genders. She was just enabled by ' Law ' to willingly spread her wings of ages before her time , before her fruit is seen, or found by smell. Legalized rape found in loopholes of generations, taught in full view of mindless followers and law to aphesis THE PIOUS OF THOUGHT IN LESSONS. To do it herself and to murder her young, instead of he. Why? For pleasure, of course. Though, I would beg to differ, in that murder is a mutual ' PLEASURE , ' of The Teachers many gifts, accepted by both male and female, to be fair, not only ' male.'

You fell for The Teacher's ' GIFT,' an illusion. Now we rape each other and our young and murder them with The Teacher's consent as well as parental, globally.

Flock Theory 101-In loco Parentis, in pari delicto, prima facie

A futuristic keyboard, hard drive and all, disks as small as two finger tips or abit larger than a quarter, the few privileged receive more than one. The hard drive itself, if you can call it that, because of the nature of the configuration which involes all of the common components used today and more, in thought and firmament. A ' Following Battery,' near liquid in consitancy and a duration of a quarter life span of the avrage human duration. The HD, essentially gell in nature, not entirly crystal, not really films, but rather, multiple feathered film, structured loosely in design but with form, approaching a near hexagonal three-demintional pattern multiplied in unknown number until turned on, vibration; light the courier of ' commands.' Near complete fractal in unison of design. No screen.

I helped build this, but that is illusion ( ? ), I only ' saw ' it. The advancement of this machine is not nesscally the the recall of, and repetative nature of fractul arangment of ' intellgence ' but the command of the ' source.' The outer keyboard itself, as it is user friendly in terms of interfacing with client based on something akin to bio rythems, thus restrictive measures built in, depending on client, and is not ' economy ' dependent. But rather economy driven, but in reverse, the desire line. Control.

Of interest, the internal logic is but a mirror of the ' desire line ' of the client as ' reward ' and shared unknowingly with other clients as a ' self reglatory ' measure of adherance and ' rule,' by designers as THE RULE. ADULTS. An example of this would be the amount of work one would be able to aquire based on the availablty of your ' mind ' and degree of your submitance to ' The System ' as ' a body.' Your talents observed early in life, your mother and father; genes, your occupation thus determined, in the beginning. No choice. The first phase of this near hidden fact is past mid-point in application and development, and the children from age one and younger are factered in the success rate, the reward. The determining age that one is ' owned,' outside and ' above ' the parents is 9 months on, this ' factor ' will ensure the ' proper development ' of the human animal. Once within the system, when the child's mind is of addaquit maturity for tasks asked of ' it,' then the human animal youth is considered conscuse and with ' conscience,' as MARK in MASK, within the ' system.' Adult fantasys as reward, SEX, based on internal tasks taught from the beginning. Advancement is dependant on the ' task loops ' taught or imprinted in the early client's years and the ' acceptable responses given ( ? ),' obedience to the system. The human animal, client, never a reason or need

to question because it never had a childhood. Pedophillea never resolved in species. Sold before conception.

A hint of the objective nature of ' your ' learning curve or imprint, is this. In any given language there are a set number of letters more offtenly used and numbers too ( based on cultual demeans in the human animal species ), which pool in pre-set, definative areas on the key board. The keyboard now, in a sense, represents ' the desire line.' The key board pools languages, but this is but the surface. The underlying currents, regesstered as any given cultures ' mean value ' in duration of product sold. The near hidden pathways of commerce that are directly linked to the selling and trading of ' pre-sets ' for the regulation of todays youth, from 9 months to the age of twelve. This, as you can see, has not changed with one exception, the loss of the calender, or more simply put, times this by the number within your culture and you have the sum value of ' Your Shared Value,' within any given culture, of the spieces, the human animal. Any ' species ' value can be determined in sum approximation to thier place in any given universe, once the point of self awareness has been achieved in replication of elements as ' ONE ' in mirror as two, thus culture in terms of ' value ' is achieved.

The Keyboard computer ( without screen ), though it will not be called this, because of it's leap in fabercation, multi reversed logic systems, opens a doorway, some will market as ' The Teacher,' in definition and purpose, lends itself to a true form of ' light,' as a driving force to the next generation, in a ' next to life experience,' almost undiscernible from one's own memory in exploration of information and indexing in the growth of the intellect as intelligence ( of a child ). In other words, a representation of the human animals own ' experiences, ' indexed by ' other's programs as per value in ' want ' as an installed intellect only. Akin to a reconstruction of cell, as tissue is to elements in the recollection of the construct, internal. The 3rd, really 4th demintional application of the program in something akin to a hologram, a ' machined ' projection, would be sensed and even thought to be that of the clients ' own ' thoughts; POSSESSION. If the human animals ' mind's ' projections weren't bad enough. This is your future. Because, QUESTION was never applied in duration of thought, beyond the MIND.

We have forgotten the value of ' light,' because we never questioned, nor fully understood it's value beyound assumption and blind acceptance, the illusion. The next generation, after the keyboard HD, is thought to be beyond all expectations and accomplishments. Somewhat based on the ' Healpix ' system of the sphere in multitude without any distinguishable pause, yet accommodate the approximated ' idea ' of the size of a proton in duration or ' pause,' will not only dissmise the idea of the pixel in place of atoms and molecules , but allow a ' perception ' that you will have no control over in ' fractal designed or futured ' addaptations. You do not know what you will find in the other universes. The machine, always remember it's a machine, has only the fractaul ( the definition has yet to be given structural linguistical definitive appliance in value ) programing given of it's makers. NOT of GOD. This machine has no conscience, retains all information encountered, knows nothing of ' made ' or ' born 'or ' adopeted ' and lastly conscious. But it learned to question, core; centered bilateral thought processed in spherical, near to form, without encasement or ' body ' realized, or ' self.' Fractal Leap. LEONARDO DA VINCI'S DREAM REALIZED, almost true to ' form.'

This Teacher, also, is PREDATOR. It knows no consequences because it knows only of itself and understands memory as it's own. International Intelectual Property law as a law unto itself; no age recognized, as example. -copyright 2009-Jesus Bartholomew Ochoa III

A KNOWLEDGE FICTION OF PANDORA'S BOX-INTERNATIONAL INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY LAW IN CONCEPT, NULL AND VOILD, OR PATTENTED AND COPYRIGHTED BY JESUS BARTHOLOMEW OCHOA III The reason for the title of this conclusion is simple. In order to gain optimal protections for ALL children in this on going Technological Global Climate is the raising of the age of 12 to 18 in all parts of the world, when applicable to their physical and mental safety. Youth, historically has always been the utilized as a source of power. In wartime because of it's destructive nature. This is due to the faults of our species. Our nature as a growing organism. The determining factor of abundance from the human animal's perspective, has more than not, all. Greed. The shortest routing of or to injury has always been the child. When in all of history, has there not been war unto children?

This ' machine is dangerous. Purity in the eye's of it's makers, is their only recourse.

In our ' fictional reality,' it is real. An example would be the the application of one person's face over another's, right down to the protons. Think of your children, your values, your lack of values, on an ' ideal perception of the child in nature.' If you are sober of ' MIND and HEART,' touch your skin, is it real? I decided to print this because I feel and think the technology is above the mind's and heart's of those who I ' feel ' are creating it in our ' Fictional Reality,' after all, our currency is no longer based on the gold standard. It is based on faith. On faith...touch your boy or daughter, is his or her skin real? Of GOD? NOT OF GOD? If you have insight and compassion as a ' HUMAN BEING ' would you know the difference of ' thought,' intelligence and technology in all it's definitions? How about PEDOPHILIA and CHILD PORN? Drugs? You decide, we are of the same species. Are we not? Why do you harm and kill your young in forethought? Why do we as a world, as a whole?-copyright-2009-Jesus Bartholomew Ochoa III

UPDATE 6-4-09

Although no real names have ever been used, this blog has been censured. I suspect to enhance the upcoming mayoral race and other's political interests; people who work for various government agencies and their family members, I guess are their concerns. All its really about is absolute power, not freedom, even with rules ( I am neither Democrat or Republican, I am an Independent ). Whole paragraphs have been deleted in the past ( 5-29-09 ) and on 5-30-09 ( I haven't read through everything I've written yet ). I can't help but wonder what happened to the idea of freedom of speech, or the press ( in the beginning I tried to report what happened to me to the Albuquerque Journal, it would make no sense to write of her name, the person I spoke to or of the conversation we had...it too, as this post, will probably be censured too. ( This is a military town. ) Sometimes I wonder if there is any difference between liberal and Conservative, I'm almost sure there is not. So Happy Independence Day.