September 9, 2017
Dear Pastor or Rabbi,
When I write to US newspaper or news media Editors or Reporters, this United States Federal Agent tells me that my letters never reach the Editors or Reporters, but go to the Security Office of that newspaper or news media, because, he says, he has asked the Security Offices of those newspapers to intercept my emails to the Editors and reporters, and not allow my emails to reach the Editors and Reporters.
This United States Federal Agent has kept my family and me in servile slavery, by means of murders, death threats, tortures, mutilations, and threats of getting us terminated from our jobs. He uses sorcery to murder, torture, maim, mutilate, akin to an electric fence.
This United States Federal Agent is violating our basic human rights.
I am proud, privileged, honored, and grateful to be a Citizen of the United States of America. I came to America in August 1984, became a US Permanent Resident in 1990, and an American Citizen in 1995.
May God bless the United States of America.
July 16, 2017
Dear Pastor and Rabbi,
I pledge Allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
I am in Maryland USA.
This United States Federal Agent blocked national and local newspapers in USA, in May – July 2017, from printing my advertisement.
This United States Federal Agent has blocked all my Tweets from going to the American Public. He says I would be imprisoned if my Tweets were made public. As I am writing this, this United States Federal Agent is laughing at his abuse of me.
This United States Federal Agent has blocked my Facebook account and page.
Thank you very much.
AT LINCOLN MEMORIAL ON INDEPENDENCE DAY 2017
On July 4, 2016, Independence Day, I toured Washington DC, saw the Jefferson Memorial, Washington Memorial, Pentagon. Then I walked miles on foot to the Lincoln Memorial. Inside the Lincoln Memorial, I begged President Abraham Lincoln, in a whisper, to free my family and me from the slavery of this United States Federal Agent. I wept before him in a whisper. I appealed to President Abraham, in a whisper, that my family and I had been murdered, tortured, mutilated, and had been servile slaves of this United States Federal Agent since 2003. I recited the Pledge of Allegiance and sang the Star Spangled Banner, all in a whisper, before President Abraham Lincoln. While I was inside the Lincoln Memorial, still in the Presence of President Abraham Lincoln, this United States Federal Agent sent a Police Officer to threaten me — inside the Memorial of President Abraham Lincoln who emancipated slaves. I whispered because I knew that this United States Federal Agent would have me imprisoned on the lie that I was creating a scene.
I walked out of the Lincoln Memorial, and immediately in front of the Lincoln Memorial, at 7:15 PM, I asked two US Parks Police Officers if it was possible for me to call a cab (because I had walked miles to the Lincoln Memorial). The male US Parks Police Officer gestured a vulgar gesture at me – – immediately outside (right outside) the Memorial of President Abraham Lincoln who emancipated slaves – – and on Independence Day.
There is no doubt that this US Parks Police Officer gestured a vulgar gesture because he was directed to do that by this United States Federal Agent.
June 26, 2017 This United States Federal Agent stole my book on Jesus.
July 7, 2017 This United States Federal Agent blocked Graphic Designers and Printers for weeks from doing the Graphic Design and Printing for my book on Jesus.
On July 8, 2017, I shared the Good News with a Black couple at the Washington Dulles Airport. In retaliation, this United States Federal Agent promptly sent Police Officers to threaten me.
In May – July 2017, when I was working on my book on Jesus in the Maryland Public Library, this United States Federal Agent frequently sent Maryland State Police, Sheriffs, and Library Security to threaten me.
I am grateful, proud, privileged, and honored to be a Citizen of the United States of America.
O say can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?