worship earth

I worship your life
I make time for you
(My time is finite here)
I am grateful that you make time for me
Nurturing, compassion, love, & abundance
You say you worship me
Yet you have transcended finite time
For that, I am grateful.
May abu dance and pea e be steadfast on my journey with Earth

No more bottled soap

Paper towels & biodegradable sponges & clothes & Fiber mops with soap, disinfects, ammonia,  dots

My ideas for reducing plastic bottles & waste. Cut down on chemicals

Issues with legalities of parental neglect & statuatory rape as child trafficking

Unless a child is abducted, or a teenager;- there should be some charges of neglect put on parents & guardians in statuatory rape charges. There is heightened child trafficking today, and alot of deception by families to lure men with money.

This by no means is fair to anyone, particularly the child" who in manslaughter or a more "serious" charge might be tried as an adult.
However the Traffickers are generally abusive pimps advertising hurt and vulnerable people, regardless of sex & gender. How parents circumvent being charged with a base neglect is unbelievable.
Noone seems to question why a teenage child was in the situation if there are no abduction charges and a willing compliance.
So in this, I think there should be some scrutiny of the families the children reside with permanently.

Unregistered Diplomatic Mission

Whether Japan has had unregistered diplomatic mission or not.
My parents apparently have clearance to murder me & walk away free.
I arrived in Pennsylvania to receive 6 mos of mental & physical abuse from both of them. They have spent the past decade actively planning to murder me and pass lie detector tests by generating and role playing a false story about how I am there to murder them so they can murder me.

They have destroyed my income and credibility and also alerted the police to assist them to murder me.

They have lost all my trust currently. I have new burns, scars, damaged property, and a healing tendon from yet another surprise attack from behind intended to tear my arm from my socket & break my elbow 3months ago.

April 2019

I have been working at a new restaurant this past month, and in-between I have been able to brush up on my vocalizing and play piano to ready myself for any teaching job audition or other opportunity as piano faculty at music community schools. I haven't taught piano much since I closed my piano studio after I attended APEC 2011 and waited out the 5yr TPP decision process of the USA for the EXIM opportunity that had been extended to me from those in Japan & China & ASEAN related nations. My involvement was meant to be a civilian approach to prevent the long dead Air America (CIA tainted, USAF) deal my parents had been offered to do in the late 60's. It's not a blessing, rather a huge political quagmire of politics from Asia & the USA that literally puts my life in jeaporady. My Japanese relations already do business globally through the world's largest construction firm (founded by their family) with secure shipping lines through multiple nations which scrutinize the USA treatment of us. So, many privy Americans want to kill me to affect war politics, globally.

The USA has not been a reasonable place for me in my lifetime. I in fact, as a 12yr old did not want to be a USA citizen. The CIA/USAF learned that and interfered on every level of my ability to retain my Japanese born citizenship through my deciding nationality age of 21. USA rather promoted varying degrees of racism and humiliation of my person to impose their power and political statement to Japan post Hiroshima. Especially since I am the last living USA relation  niece of A Japan Steel Broker. Remember USA dropped the Abombs on Japan to eradicate Japan's Steel Industry. So, with the old USS Langley types on my USA family side;- I have endured 40+ years of abuse & CIA & other factions actively harming me at every juncture in my personal life. That is to say and includes my mother and father after she became a USA citizen in the late 1980's.

Back to the last Saturday of april 2019;- Since I'm not a performing singer, I went to grab a cup of coffee at my Alma Mater snack bar. Caffeine is a vocal chord taboo for those with exquisite classically trained operatic voices. I face the fact that my singing is a self driven motivation. And useful skill that improves my speaking voice. That is, despite  majority USA Americans' astonishment that this "brown thing", a "mud" (derogatory term for a mixed race person) they called me in elementary School in Bucks County, Pennsylvania speaks English. It's a very frustrating issue since I have had to tolerate such comments from certain German Europeans & USA whites amidst my daily activities prior to and apres my Attendance to rep the USA at the International Trade Summit hosted in Honolulu since I had worked with a variety of USA startups  in the decades prior to USA considering the TPP. Yes I'm sick of mentioning the TPP, Trans Pacific Pact that multiple nations signed to alleviate intertaxation aka Free Trade to alleviate steep Consumer Inflation. Yet, highly protested by many due to the packet of stipulations and attachments to the overall issue of industry specific manipulations of standards throughout the international supply chain. Things I had nothing to do with and are traumatic to me since my brother was suicided in 2005 by USA & Cheney's Cabal for varying reasons. He was found dead, 1st by my parents or the dog. His head blown apart by a sawed off shotgun without serial numbers, I was told. I was the one who called 9-11 hoping it was a matter that emergency services could resucitate before our family Akita inu showed me where his body lay face down. His brains a pile of mush on the ground. I think I screamed into 9-11 operators ear on the phone. This is my reality that one cares to hear. The police & ambulance arrived and cleaned up his splatter and harassed me angrily, asked ZERO questions and left with his body.  They view me as a mud too and added to my trauma by chasing me as if they were going to murder me. That was my 2005. For real. No one, not even my friends asked a question & I was also ostracized by Bucks County's elites who are loosely or tightly connected to various Intelligence agencies and legitimate, world renound, USA music traditions.
But, noone cares about me in a sufficient way, not even and especially not my own parents who were legally guided to be able to murder me without consequences in order to remain in Cheney's Cabal land. My life fell apart financially as they denied me services I had paid for for times like this through credit & banks. I was harassed, abducted, and assaulted heavily for 2 years after his death. The PA police prompted over 1/2 of the attacks on me and refused to take my reports.
Reality, my reality. It's only redundant in my writing.

So, anyway  2019 end of April, I got my cup of coffee early at the dining hall barely.  I had vocalized from 7:30-8:30AM long before most students & performers  might arrive for their weekend rehearsals. And I walked back inside the city blocks long covered hallway that joins multiple buildings on campus. Being an alumni,  I saw several event tables with refreshments set up for Saturday.
One table was actively staffed and the word "Feminists" jumped out at me from the plain B&W text sineage on a simple easel. It said "REGISTRATION" at the bottom when I skimmed it. So I inquired about the event, more as a way to see where current thinking is 2decades after my graduation . I saw the name of a woman who was involved in the comic book world's racial upheaval that impacted Hollywood's economy.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing on a simple text only, b&w, printed conference schedule. It was so humble. I thought that the 1/2 cup of  not so great dining hall coffee I had sipped at followed up by a closed mainstream coffee source was to blame.
Since it was sleeting outside I decided to attend. I had a close parking spot too so I was not eager to loose my spot since I have barely bones minimal gear/clothing for cold weather as I lived on Oahu for the past 10years for my own safety, till it became draining due to POTUS followers who started to actively campaign against & attack Asian-Americans on Oahu.

Yes, on Saturday the 27th of April 2019 I heard an hour live interview with Dr. Nnedi Okorafor. I did purchase a book in the long corridor to complete my alumni morning & personal survey of my undergraduate Alma mater. And I did stand in the line for her book signing period. I had alot I wanted to communicate, yet kept it short as she also acknowledged quite involved discussion material. I wanted to know if the African community has a similar Globalist language issue they speak about as the Asian Cinema directors discuss as an issue of sharing stories with USA's Hollywood. And, more...

My personal Help Story was submitted to Bruno COF

My personal Help Story was submitted  for an international publication.
The submission was made during my time as a Success Report Writer Helper with the Organization
So, it has likely been edited further

Angela M. (Kikuchi) Kneale
Honolulu Community, Hawaii, USA
December 7, 2017

Help with Photo

Paying Family Respect at Pearl Harbor 76th Anniversary

In case you want to verify if this is based on any factual information due to the unusual nature of
my personal story I am sharing; My Mother & Father are mentioned in the Obituary, as my

father is his nephew at www.https://www.afterlife.co/us/obituary-upper-darby-edward-j-
stankiewicz-5402786

I woke up in the morning and was still sad from my great-uncle passing last year before the big
Pearl Harbor 75th Anniversary. I went quietly on my own to the memorial with flowers for the
water. I did this in Hawaii the day of his funeral in Philadelphia and for the 75th Pearl Harbor
Anniversary since I could not afford to leave Hawaii. I was forced to move to Hawaii
unintended, in 2009 due to Government coercion. My great uncle served on the USS
Langley during World War 2 and was on its skeleton crew as a gunner the day Pearl Harbor
was bombed by Japanese forces. My Father was USAF OSI from a normal Philadelphia family.
My mother was a Japanese National until the late 80’s. I grew up in Quakertown, PA where my
we lived with my Philadelphian Great-grandmother, singer & voice teacher, until she passed. I
saw my Uncle Eddie almost every weekend before and after I attended college. Uncle Eddie
doubled as my USA grandfather since I never met my Grandfather on the USA family side.
As a kid, Uncle Eddie stood up for me to my Japan hating great-grandma and great-aunts. He
stood between those in my dad’s family who attacked me since birth. And he let me be a kid
taking me out for candy & Philly cheesesteaks before I had to go vegan. He didn’t spoil me like
my cousins or even give me graduation present, but he helped me through my life as a dual
national Japan-USA kid.
Uncle Eddie provided a political buffer for me through my adulthood. And a buffer in my mind to
handle USA kids & community members who abused me at School, Church, and at Piano
classes. Under teacher supervision I’d was beaten up at school regularly by groups of girls at
recess and racially taunted by boys since I was a kindergarten kid at the front of the bus line.
The Bucks County families who hated me and my family were “fake” to me in a sense of actual
USA patriotism.
Uncle Eddie remind me on weekends that I know what REAL is. He’d say, “Angie, hey
you know what real is, you’re looking at it.” He made sure I always knew that he was a
Real guy who fought the Real battles, Pearl Harbor and Iwo Jima. In 2009 before I
departed for my Hawaii vacation he stopped by and left his real mission cards for me to
see. I learned he had 8 bronze stars and 2 silver stars from Iwo Jima and his service on
the USS Langley.
Lethargic the morning of December 7, 2016, I didn’t get up and go to Pearl Harbor at 6:30AM to
wait in line & pay my respects with flowers. I also waited ALL day before I decided I should go.

And, I forgot how bad traffic is, horrendous. I did not have time or flowers (or much cash on me).
I had barely 20 minutes by the time I started praying hard. I searched my mind, I had Bruno
Groening’s photo on my car’s visor and pleaded for help. This is a normally impossible scenario
to complete at 4:30PM on Nimitz Hwy with the Arizona Memorial closing at 5PM. I pulled into
the airport lei stand and its owner immediately asked me what I wanted and dropped the price
considerably for three lei and gave me an extra lei. I had 4 beautiful lei for the Memorial. I asked
God to bless her! A shut down construction lane made traffic stand still. I was praying the whole
way and I actually got over 2 lanes with cars leaving more than enough space for me to drive
around the long way, driving through the town to the right, making a circle back to the opposing
lane to drive to Pearl Harbor memorial entrance.
When I arrived, the gates were closing and I managed to get in. A park ranger told me they are
closing the park, but saw that I had the flower lei. I placed 2 lei on the Contemplation Circle.
She showed me a place where I could easily place the remaining flowers in the water at the
Memorial. I snapped a couple photos to send to my parents. The park ranger told me some
people didn’t make the early ceremony because a house had fallen off a truck and blocked a
lane. I hope the day was perfect for them regardless of the accident. All I know is that what I did
was normally impossible, I would have been sitting in construction traffic when the Arizona
Memorial closed. I thank God, Bruno, the Lei Stand, the fellow traffic drivers, and the Park
Ranger for making this possible.

Greatest sin & overman path

Synthesis of overman & humility
About the path of the ubermensch or overman Excerpt written By Angela M. Kneale

All rights reserved July 1993 

"____________________"

What is left to live for?
Come down from the heavens and look beneath you.

"Once the sin against God was the greatest sin; but God died... to sin against the Earth is now the most dreadful thing." - Frederick Nietzsche

If the life on Earth were to die, we sin against the Earth and ourselves. We will become selfish beings without either a home or Mother Earth. We will have destroyed the things dearest us, admitted, or not. To find another Mother Earth will not be the same, and we will venture to destroy her through hatred of our initial Mother (Earth) abandoning our souls. To become a race of overmans would be favorable for self, Mother (Earth), and siblings. 

Granted to become and over man is a treacherous path strung high above the wide path of the many. However, once one has begun to take the path of the overman, the path of the many will be harder to take. There are many places to step on a path so wide as the path of the many is. The path of the many is taken to try to find the path of the overman. It is a path of pure experience and takes much from the Earth. The overman, in starting on the narrow path will be hesitant at first but with each step grow more reluctant to recede, and shall take each step with growing joy as the path is so clear, and without doubt.

Love around the moon

Bright red heart drawn in blood
Love around the moon

Equinox dark teara

I thought it was bad enough the past decade on Oahu. That is, going for a vacation after the adrenaline of being supportive of my folks after my brother died, then running into the ground. I got stuck on Oahu. Then SHF. I was prodded to go to an international summit despite being in horrendous shape. & While Dating the elite combat artist trainer.
I financially couldn't make it back to mainland for several family funerals.
Now, 10yrs later I'm back and on equinox got a call my 1st crush died tragically.  It doesn't feel better that I've been back not even a year and haven't reconnected with those who i spent family holidays with.

Yesterday I tweeted a big psychic attack; type thing. So tonight's phone call explains what was sheer pain yesterday.

In tears. They place is tearing up my soul.

Supermoon

Moonlight makes her water. Tonight I finished filling bottle to set down at 20:08 or 8:08PM moonrise in the east.
A short meditation brought bright orbs and dark shadows. Giving thanks and asking for healing & interconnectedness with mother Earth and all of the spirits.

Looki g for work

I'm going on 6 mos. Here in Bucks County. I don't feel safe here.
I am asking, For prayers for me to return to Hawaii with employment. I planned really only to be here till January so I could still find hospitality employment & do usual odds and ends jobs.
However, I am now basically stranded in the middle of nowhere & many extreme hate crimes, propogate by Mostly cacucasians, seem to be hitting  the media from this County.

Prayers...

Prep talk tonight
Hypervelocity star
Pythagorean Angle
Hounds of Anubis
Pythagorean Curve
Saves the world
Druids, Stonehenge
Healing Bluestone
Quantum body
My Oob & NDE; tankas, monastery, grey, perception shift from Oob at 10/26/1996, Ray elliptical light w/ scatter, expanded perspective,

Orbs, channeling spirit, energy,archangels, demonic substitute for God's angels,
More

March 21 Full fertility Moon solstice

Getting ready for the fertility full worm super moon in 2more nights.

Clean Glass bottles
Do both pyramid & merkaba meditations
Add swirl of light
Okiyome bad places in life even if it's a mental walkthrough

Intermittent fasting (21hrs today) & every day going into 🌒 moon

Cleansing & letting go of all that doesn't flow.

Big awakening & sky portal duty