From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Monday, July 23, 2007 12:50 AM PT
To: rmarksart@san.rr.com
Cc: rest; Marie Dion Gevisser; M.A. Sanjayan, Ph.D. - Lead Scientist, The Nature Conservancy - Planet Earth BBC commentator; Marcia Kramer - Political / Investigative Correspondent WCBS-TV ; President@whitehouse.gov
Subject: 49 ODD...SHE HAS A REAL GRACE ABOUT HER EVEN WHEN LOADING AND UNLOADING THE DOGS…

 

Dear Ray Ann,

 

Marie asked me to resend you the Del Mar Times article since her computer is down. Click on HERE.

 

Not to mention how MDGevisser’s “self-assured” look may in fact actually have all their readers, 99.9999% I assume only interested in cosmetic surgery as the real estate market is plunging which I assume will have the skirt line and G-string panty line “joined at the hip” hip-hip hurray, reading the entire fricken “she said” text looking for MDg’s, now small g, secret formula”.

 

While retaining all her femininity-sexiness Marie Dion gevisser does not quite have the strong look you captured

at Sand & Sea in La Jolla - MDG in the one-of-a-kind Versace dress that led to Sebastian Capella’s masterpiece portrait.

 

To mention little of MDG not looking for a secret agent job, now selling art and doing a stellar job of “mastering the look

 

that Sebastian displays in the photo you took of him for the article below when he was just starting work on her and Pypeetoe’s almost life-size beautiful of beautiful portrait that now has them both immortalized, choosing so well to have in the foreground this painting which should be eventually housed in its own masterpiece surrounding and if not then in one of those many buildings “owned” by Sebastian in Valencia, Spain who better understand his unique greatness bestow upon him their most coveted spots to display his unmatched masterpieces.

To mention in passing that it is doubtful Marie would have failed in the phone interview to mention Sorrolla on her “path” to Sebastian the “La Jolla painter” who should be quite satisfied with the respect shown by his most appreciative student well on the road to beat me “to die the richest person in the grave”.

To go out like Pypeetoe, his heart so extraordinarily filled with love, saying all his goodbyes to those who mattered most in his life, in the nick of time, we, should all be so fortunate.

 

Not to mention and I would prefer you don’t bring it up in class later today that I used a photo of my wife in this hastily crafted email sent yesterday at 11:04 PM to Marcia Kramer of WCBS-TV New York that I have been told not to use but you understand while it is a poor excuse mistakes do happen when “cutting and pasting”.

 

I must insist though, you do not discuss in class unless you want a riot on your hands of your right this instant new knowledge that the price of gold will skyrocket once our military bases all around the world are no longer viewed as threatening to world peace.

 

And so here you are paying so very little attention to politics, history and economics and you thought one thing for sure that when there is crisis around the world investors flock to gold as a safe haven causing the price of gold to go up.

 

So now you go back and read the 49 odd words two paragraphs above and then tell me what you don’t understand about why you should wait for the end of class to mention only to Sebastian’s dog and let me know the reaction of both of you.

 

Not to forget how Sebastian, his most beautiful wife Margarita and I cannot forget how when at Scripps Hospital in La Jolla one day Pypeetoe stole the hearts of everyone, most of all Margarita who may mourn his passing as much as Marie and me although we cannot forget either you or Sebastian who captured so well his undivided loyalty to Marie.

 

 

More importantly to know versus believe you will return as Pypeetoe who truly lived “the life of Riley” right from the very start

 

 

to the most happy ending, spending 2 full days in the “lap of luxury” having his favorite woman in the world all to himself without having to compete with me who he would have followed to the end of the world and back, so long as we didn’t leave Marie or Maggie behind, for the warm-cool spot in whatever bed we were in not just right up against but on top of Marie better yet in between her most awesome French-Canadian skier legs, is a dream come true.

 

True there can never be a replacement in this lifetime for a superhuman soul such as our Fuzz-Face Pypeetoe

who spoke to Marie and me best when we would hug causing his uncluttered mind to go stark raving nuts, first the out-of-control barking followed by the cat-like-stance ready to pounce as he felt so very left out which of course lasted not more than a second or two before he would go quiet as a mouse, take over and consume all our unconditional love.

 

There is a reason as well as a purpose for everything.

 

We may have this “unconditional love” all wrong and if not then certainly, “backwards”.

 

The unconditional love we cant get enough of from our children when they are small and defenseless which is why a good number of parents keep multiplying while leaving it to others such as maids-school teachers-grandparents to raise the children who they can then all blame when the professors-school teachers-maids-parents-grandparents all turn out rotten, we expect to last forever.

 

IT IS the “unconditional love” we expect to last not only indefinitely but when the kids figure out the hypocrisy that no one wants to talk about, the hypocrites amongst us repeat the mantra,

 

I will still love you unconditionally no matter how horribly you behave towards me!”

 

 

Of course with our command of the “Sly English” language, out pops,

 

When they were young I just wanted to eat them up and when they grew up I wished I had!

 

Naturally, the “dik” [sic] grows up and becomes even more corrupt than the poorly bred parent-s, always choosing to side with the one most corrupt who it is easier to “get along with” that then has the most co-dependant parent-s saying even more utter brainwashing nonsense such as “No matter what even as you kick me in the teeth I will still love you unconditionally” even when the co-opted-corrupted kid, fast approaching the point of no return in becoming a politician, shows beyond a shadow of a doubt they hate their most corrupted parent-s’ guts, hurting themselves the most when conditioned to repeat ad-nausea,

 

I love you”.

 

And at the same time the voice in the back of their heads, that eenie weenie beanie little conscience letting them know that all they, the kids-parents-grandparents-teachers-professors are doing is preparing themselves, CHOOSING to become that much more a corrupt non-caring politician who says just what suits them at the moment, totally devoid of spirituality while of course not able to get enough of self-realization books which when emptied of their nothingness has the fully brainwashed gravitating to like-minded groups searching for quiet spots to help quiet the emptiness of the space between their ears speaking the most volume.

 

Do you think that if clean shaven and washing regularly Van Gouch would have still cut off only his one ear hoping others would get the picture to try listening first without one ear and when that didn’t improve their sensitivity to simply waste no time in chopping off their own heads?

 

You shouldn’t be “sad” because you don’t have children of your own to treat you so poorly.

 

You should be ecstatic that you also found through Sorrolla Sebastian who was put here to paint the beauty of this world that is not in the least bit dependant on there being another generation of even more “lost soul” children.

 

The “Children of Israel should ONLY be a light unto the nations” and if they don’t “get it” for God to use His-Her smarts to enlighten-empower others to combine-attract and “make light of” those “negatively charged” making the conscious choice of creating a perfect vacuum of space between their ears causing “nothing short” of the light bulb effect.

 

Think logically how it all makes perfect sense those of us too busy keeping track of our lies from day one causing short-circuits within our brain, the first indicator but not the only one of one most SMART [Science, Math, Art, Religion, Technology] Superior Being, and so quick to point the finger.

 

Does the name Bill “Cecil Rhodes-DeBeers-ScholarClinton ring a bell?

 

What goes around comes around with a vengeance!

 

All the chemistry which is all the mind is, cannot only be translated but explained by the chemistry that translates back into the science-math the most precise and common language known to all mankind who then complicates matters by constantly refusing to look at how the clergy keep getting one free pass after the next in their efforts to say in with corrupt businesspeople who want the masses believing they can trust people in robes and ornaments that glitter with gold and whathaveyou.

 

And before you know it what you hear is who cares that the Roman Catholic Church refused to accept for some 400 years the absolute science-math that the earth revolves around the sun versus vice versa.

 

This is important stuff when you cut through it all.

 

Then when you go back a thousand years prior and you find out that even prior to Jesus Christ we encounter Pythagoras whose Right Angle Triangle Theorem, “This and This equals That”, this philosopher-mathematician who we only know as having a large birthmark on his one thigh, was the very first to take superstition and mysticism “out of the equation”.

 

Now is the time to celebrate not just life which is going to get significantly better as each and every selfish bastard young and old finds themselves amongst one another in the stinky “same boat” but once the monetary system is no more and that day is upon us now, in that very same instant we will be back to “sharing” beginning by bartering our goods and services with the difference, if there is any, being artful promissory notes signed on the back by each one of us who know to then share the wealth beginning with the best pieces of art, geeclay style, amongst those very few who may be “wanting”.

 

Bear in mind that when doing a very poor job of allocating the world’s resources amongst their NOW so very easy to observe selfish bastard “friends”, none quite like the Vatican, the DeBeers-Anglo American Cartel have of course been so very thoughtful to support organizations like M.A. Sanjayan’s The Nature Conservancy and why Mr. Sanjayan and each and every one of his colleagues who got “top billing” in the BBC Planet Earth series are now so very deafeningly silent.

 

They all understand perfectly well why it is that there are untold hundreds of billions of worthless-fictitious so very blood stained DAAC United States Dollars to fund all the wars and all the nonsense terrorists on all sides but so little to preserve the wildlife, the rainforests and the such that all return once we stop eating cows and consuming cocaine.

 

You may at first not care for me copying this sumbag Mr. Sanjayan but when I am gone I think you will find it within yourself to forgive me for at least trying to spell it all out in simple English knowing that the alternative of staying quiet suggesting that “nothing good can come of it” is not only extraordinarily stupid but the path we are on right now is headed not just to a very bloody ending for each one of us including our children, none more precious than the next, but one of very prolonged suffering well before each of us takes our final breath when we wont be around to know the difference.

 

Let me know if I have done a good job in answering your other question, “What does all this accomplish?

 

This suffering is already fully underway, the genius of God having taken over our minds to the point that we no longer have the intestinal fortitude to control our eating habits that prevent the once genius mind from logical thought processing, says it all.

 

Just go back to the science, the math beginning with Newton’s first principal, for every action-reaction-overreaction there is an equal and opposite action-reaction-overreaction nothing is gained or is it lost.

 

Sweating it out in a sauna, running on a treadmill in a stinky health spa, riding a wave powered by the forces of nature only contribute to the extraordinary lack of sensitivity, relying on others to do the “heavy lifting”.

 

All one needs to do is walk, first very, very, very slowly and you notice how much of a drag it is.

 

Then you try raising just your one arm and you feel a breath of air passing by your face.

 

Then the next arm and then you don’t notice you have picked up the pace in the same instant and without even trying any harder the forces of nature are blowing in your face cooling you off, and in the very next instant you cant but help notice that you are having great fun in the process of burning off fat to the point of all you can think of is making love to the person of your dreams 24/7 and you just cannot wait for menopause to begin.

 

Before you know it you have forgotten what a drag it is but then you slow down because your heart is pumping and you think it is telling you that if you don’t slow down further you are going to have a heart attack and so you throw caution to the wind and wrestle with G-d-Nature, swear at Him-Her, giving Him-Her a “piece of your mind” daring to distract you with the thoughts of the hottest bodied men pausing to jump your bones while you take a short time out.

 

The genius of Judaism is that it is an “action” religion versus one based on “blind faith”.

 

And remember the Son of God, Jesus Christ was born an orthodox Jewish person, never converted to Christianity, lived the life of a righteous hippie Jewish person, took on the establishment beginning with the corrupt Jewish priesthood just as corrupt today as they ever were if not more so and died because Pontius Pilot paid someone 300 shillings who in turn handed Judas about a tenth to hand over Jesus who wasn’t exactly hiding and after being “crossed” most likely ended up being buried according to Jewish orthodox custom before then rising and wondering why so many fatso ugly bastard and mostly men of the clergy would be making so much money out of his good work to expose their so ungodly corruption while all the Jewish people had this Son of God hang-up as they also went about spending the earth by multiplying like there were not enough ugly fatsos just like them who wouldn’t bother with keeping track of all of Jesus Christ’s offspring.

 

All the Jewish people I know apart from a handful whose names I don’t make it a point of mentioning are as “blind as bats” and the rest are all dead either murdered or killed in battles never reported by the DAAC media.

 

Don’t wait another moment to “test your mettle” against the kindest, smartest and most awesome God who does not take kindly to either wimps or bullies.

 

Remember I am not only half a century old but there is not single member of the DAAC who is not extraordinarily fearful of me to the point that they cant even lift a finger to trust a crazed drug addict or drug pusher like The It to do me in.

 

So very nice, you would think, for me to hear from this Dell technician “out of nowhere”?

 

You might also think that I am not used to getting positive responses?

 

A real boost to my ego, someone not calling me the Anti-Christ?

 

Scott Bursey you also know may not be the only “independent thinker” in the world who has obviously been paying attention to what he has been reading all over The Internet, for how long you think?

 

Israel’s Talipot may not be the only “wired” top secret intelligence unit but it may be the best.

 

Isn’t it smart for me to at least ask Scott to create a website for Marie?

 

The Internet, an electronic wonderland that didn’t just come out of “thin air” or Al Gore’s trust fund which you will recall is inextricably linked to oil, specifically Dr. Armand Hammer’s oil as in Occidental Petroleum that got the most stupendous boost from Clinton-Gore Administration who let go of U.S. strategic oil services for pennies on the dollar.

 

You may yet prior to taking your last breath pay tribute to President George W. Bush for having given you now some 18 months shy of 8 years to perfect your craft with Sebastian while some one third of one percent [0.0003] of us Americans while being paid a fraction of what we pay our mercenaries to fight our wars to suppress the rest of the world’s currencies, have just been EXTRAORDINARILY misinformed.

 

In other words some 99.9997 percent of us American civilians LIVING IN THE MOST EXTRAORDINARY DENIAL shouldn’t ALSO stop saying President George W. Bush is the greatest friend the State of Israel has ever known apart from of course Afrikaner Field Marshall Jan Smuts who saved the world by saving no more in my humble but seasoned opinion than a handful righteous people, Jewish and otherwise who while forgiving our enemies know better than to ever “drop our guard”, maintain our potency by never forgetting we are not omnipotent.

 

And while never losing our humanity even when designing weapons of war like the Uzzi submachine gun whose 9 millimeter bullets brutally killed the enemy without penetrating walls and injuring the innocent particularly the children, fear only disappointing God who conquers all who usurp their limited authority.

 

Scott Bursey can do anything as connected as he is.

 

You may think again even more connected than me who you might have an image of me when not around me like an ant or better yet a computer hooked up to me like I was an ant?

 

Scott has got to have everything at his disposal.

 

Again, so nice you might think I think to see someone like him showing interest as opposed to wanting to kill me?

 

You know well enough I don’t do it for the “praise”.

 

But deep down you most likely think I have to feel good to have someone such as Scott in a very responsible job responding so positively?

 

Of course we all including the worst of us respond to positive stroking, a technique we all understand, just like Conventional Wisdom nonsense, “You catch more flies with honey than vinegar”.

 

Scott is being nice to me and if you are on my side, the side of light, you have to be feeling “wonderful” for me!

 

So many people are just not nice.

 

They sure aren’t!

 

And so you are really glad for me but mostly happy for Marie although you are also very possibly thinking that journalist Marti Gacioch sure needs to find her own mentor, a journalist one who helps her get rid of the so many “she said” and when running out things to say to why not mention my name but at least I got a mention, but this married since 1983 that would make me as old looking as The IT with the unmistakable growl, give me a break!

 

But there was a lot of good in that article beginning with the title and even the bad text, the exposure will ultimately be good.

 

I know of at least one awesome lady who is real happy for Marie.

 

Wendy who took care of Pypeetoe and his one guardian angel Maggie when we were in Europe back in April, told me earlier today that the last thing she did with Pypeetoe when her granddaughter asked me to let her take care of him for a couple of days a month or so ago, “We sang together. It was the coolest thing we ever did”.

 

And of course Wendy who has great voice felt the need to “Howl” over the telephone bringing back not necessarily the fondest of memories as Marie would point out that the reason Pypeetoe would join in on the howling was because it was hurting his so very sensitive hearing, but no one could out-howl Pypeetoe for very long who would win over our hearts, minds and souls every time.

 

The “trickle down” of this “shared energy” is being felt everywhere beginning with Sebastian who of course gets a big kick out of the fact that so very few people, relatively speaking, have ever heard of him, but that is neither here nor there, his portrait of Marie D. Gevisser and Pypeetoe will outlive us all.

 

Of course I repeat often as well as frequently that MDG is a beautiful woman, absolutely!

 

Wendy says, “She has a real grace about her even loading and unloading the dogs.”

 

A walking talking work of art. Mona Lisa with the pony tail”.

 

Wendy also says,

 

Frankie Avalon must have had Marie in mindWhether she is all ‘fixed up’ or in the middle of a project in her ‘scruffies’ doing hard physical labor wearing her little bandana to hold back her hair or sweat she is a ‘walking talking work of art’”.

 

So what is with mentioning me but without the name?

 

So what that this world is not all about me?

 

We are talking about a “nothing” Del Mar Times!

 

Back to why I rarely broadcast the tons of positive communications I receive and have been receiving from when I published some 8 years ago Perfect Storm II on my first website www.Footsak.com that had Citigroup “scared out of their wits”.

 

Yes, you should understand by now not only the “method to my madness” but why people much further up the socio-economic ladder than Scott who are no smarter just richer in material wealth have got exponentially more fearful with each forward movement of the clock.

 

8 years is a long time in any of our lives.

 

It is more than half the age of Marie’s son JoNathan, soon to be 15.

 

And when you read Perfect Storm II you will realize that I didn’t just get off a boat just in 1999, age 42.

 

The extraordinary insight displayed in that “piece” also didn’t just come out of “thin air”.

 

There is nothing modest in Citigroup having a household name.

 

Citigroup is owned “lock, stock and barrel” by the DAAC.

 

The DAAC are “scared sh*tless” [sic] sick out of their minds.

 

Between 1999 and November 11th 2004 when I broke my 24 year silence with the DAAC I wasn’t exactly “asleep at the wheel” nor was I having sex with the hottest chick in the world 24/7, I wish.

 

My “work product” like Marie’s art speaks for itself.

 

The DAAC also understand all this but there is nothing they can do about it apart from hoping someone will have the courage to take me out and then they don’t know who will replace me just like they hope people like you fear the DAAC’s replacement will be even worse even though I have convinced you that is not possible.

 

A lot of the time people in general don’t show all the positives because they argue rather well it shows “a weakness”.

 

The same logic would apply to someone who is constantly talking about their sex life, trying to convince no one but their partner who could care less?

 

Humanity in general just by observation can see that those who feel the need to portray all the “positive” around them are concerned they will inevitably lose their strength-power.

 

Keeping the more positive side of things shielded hides the weaknesses.

 

Like a pulpit speech, the audience is more likely to listen to the more aggressive “other side”.

 

Otherwise “I lost them before I got them”.

 

When you start out by telling people that their life will be better they instantly draw a curtain, don’t want to hear it because they don’t believe it can be that simple.

 

The poor, the downtrodden suffering horribly from alcoholism the primary source of “Poverty of Thought” disease that leads us all astray are TODAY far more secure, far less at risk, far less fearful, far more looking forward to the future HAVING NOTHING in their bank accounts, no property, no trust fund, no inheritance to look forward than those so very few who have “it all” all now losing their minds.

 

Those that have Trust Funds whether or not they currently have access to all those ill-gotten gains, don’t think much about those Trust Funds because they are secure in the knowledge it will always be there, they think.

 

Such delusional human beings are far worse off , again TODAY than those suffering horribly from systemic alcoholism and all the related diseases who have nothing.

 

Maslow got it right.

 

There is nothing as DANGEROUS to incite the masses at the, “bottom of a barrel” to violence than those human beings suffering from DEFICIT NEEDS, the fear of losing what they have especially when those at the bottom of the barrel can figure it all out on their own in “real time” 10 minutes ahead of those losing their minds or whenever.

 

The DAAC’s students also find the time to study psychology 101 in preparation for leaving college with a degree worth something but only to the DAAC, the terrorist of terrorist financing organization whose main weapon is propaganda-advertising.

 

Yes, we should have plenty of pity for all those Trust Funders whether or not they admit to thinking about their Trust Funds as they wait for their parents and grandparents to die, worse yet, get sick, eat in to the Trust Funds while expecting the kids to take care of them through their old age, enough to make you surely want to vomit.

 

Did you read my “vomit” ENDLESS UNIVERSE article that the Del Mar Times published in April 2004

 

 

And when you are over pitying them, about the same number as our military doing the “heavy lifting” and being paid peanuts, give thought to those 99.9997% of Americans some of whom may have Trust Funds but about to become worthless.

 

The poor all over the world never consider inheriting anything other than a few personal things of sentimental value and get on with their miserable lives versus spoiled rotten kids spending a whole life waiting for their parents to die and in the meantime get whatever they can out of them even if it means them having to say, “I love you!”.

 

 

Pepito the pooch foils runaway truck

October 24, 2002

A man in the path of a runaway cement truck in Del Mar may owe his life to his dog. Alerted by his pooch, Pepito, the preoccupied pet owner was able to grab the dog and jump out of the way as the truck barreled toward the Americana cafe Monday morning.

After the truck lost its brakes coming down the 15th Street grade, the driver began honking and bumping against a median in an attempt to slow down. The light turned green as he reached the town's main street, Camino del Mar. The driver tried to turn the truck, but it fishtailed, flipped and slid through the intersection.

The truck came to rest about four feet short of the Americana cafe's outdoor tables, reports relieved restaurant manager Carrie Rosenberger. On the way, it wiped out a bike rack, trash can and sidewalk pole. Wet cement gushed from the truck, engulfing a restaurant customer.

It was a miracle that no one was seriously injured, Rosenberger says. The driver and customer were taken to a hospital for a medical check.

Also good news: Pepito's owner came back Tuesday evening for dinner.

 

Time to sleep, first go outside, feel the wind, the awesome spirit of Pypeetoe who imbedded instantly a good chunk of himself in Maggie who wont leave my side, the evening before last as I went off on a bicycle ride to hell and gone, leaving her behind to rest outside, in the past never venturing further than the next door neighbor, she ended up hightailing it in the opposite direction to me and through some “Act of doG” [sic] I decided to do an “about turn”, finding her several miles from the Stone Home waiting patiently under a tree, off the beaten path and it was already getting quiet dark, and no doubt neither the mountain lions that are out and about nor the coyotes have also forgotten about Pypeetoe who resides in them I know protecting me until my last breath.

 

The worn piece of sticky tape holding the cover to the battery compartment of my worn out wireless keyboard just gave way.

 

One Power In Numbers,

 

Gary

 

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