"But, Holmes, Each And Every Time 'They' Outright Rejected You Socially, Were Trying To Force You Into Social Submission, Michelle Was Apparently Having Some Kind Of Psycho-Sexual Sex After Throwing You In Jail, Jeanine Gazed Twice Into Your Eyes And Then Tried To Have You Put Away For Life While Theoretically Pursuing Sex With The Two Outrageous Boys Who Called You On The Telephone And Left An Answering Machine Message, "Yooooouuu Fuckin' Weirdo!*&%$##!! Yooooooouuuuuuuu Fuckin' Weirdo!!!**&&$$###!! Hang Up! Hang Up!!! Hang Up!!!!"
"Do You Think That 'They' Tried To Set You Up With That Thanksgiving Phone Call When You Heard Diana Ross And The Supremes Singing You Can't Hurry Love, Holmes."
"Looks Likely, Watson."
"But Jeanine Didn't Want To Go Through With It, Holmes."
"She Apparently Had It All Set Up, But, Then, Couldn't Bring Herself To Invite Me To Her Party To Be Arrested For Breaking The Injunction, Watson."
"Do You Think Her Father, Russ, Had Anything To Do With It, Holmes."
"Looks Likely, Watson."
"Her Father Would Appear To Be Her Pimp, Holmes."
"Observably, Yes, Watson."
"You Hung Up, Holmes."
"After GOD, Apparently Gave Me My Thought Voice, A Little Too Loud, Telling Me I Was Being Set Up."
"But Jeanine Did Not Go Through With It, Holmes."
"And Joan Osborne Had The Song {What If God Was} One Of Us Out On The Radio, Watson."
"And I Had Written Jeanine Some Exceptionally Strong Letters About Reincarnation And UFOs, Watson."
"She Was Conscious, Then, Watson, And Still A Virgin."
"Then I Began To Receive Calls From A Theoretical Gay Guy, Watson."
"Looks To Me Like GOD Was Magically Running Interference, Holmes."
"I Deduced That Immediately, Watson."
"Then She Called...I Answered, "Hello?" And She Suddenly Hung Up, Watson."
"Holmes, Then She Called, You Answered, "Hello?" Asked, "Jeanine?" And She Immediately Hung Up Again, Holmes."
"Hello?" Click.
"Hello?" "Jeanine?" Click.
"Holmes, She Got Interested In You."
"And GOD Was Interfering, Watson."
"Then GOD Deadened Your Phone Line, Holmes."
"Regretably, Watson."
"Eventually, It Aggravated Her So Much That She Crashed Into Me, Watson."
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These strange phone calls persisted until I started working on her. I asked her in May if she would speak up and talk to me. I heard a female voice very dimly coming from the other end, but couldn’t make it out and told her I can’t hear you. She hung up. The strange phone calls continued.
Then in June, a Walter Cronkite special saying goodbye to Walter came on Thursday. I figured, if she was a journalist, she would want to watch it, and maybe with me.
At 5:30 PM Thursday night the phone rang. I asked her if she wanted to watch the Walter Cronkite special with me. I could hear a female voice, sort of, on the other end of the line, but again, couldn’t make it
I began to watch the Walter Cronkite special alone, but figured she was watching at her apartment.
Walter came on, but I got the distinctive impression that I would, with my mind’s eye, see her seated cross-legged in front of her TV. I thought I could see her crying. Walter seemed to sense this too. He suddenly became absolutely silent for approximately 13 seconds, just staring at the foreground in extreme dejection.
I continued to focus on the possible Jeanine. She appeared to stop crying when she suddenly noticed Walter had been silent too long. She noticed that it may have been possible that he heard her cry psychically. I know this gets weird, but it will make some sense later with Dave Matthews and his 1997 release Crash Into Me. I continued to watch the special. I noticed that it left out the best of Walter Cronkite during the sixties and seemed to totally avoid the sixties. I didn’t like that done by the editor of CBS news. It wasn’t even worth having Jeanine come over for. I went to bed.
The 4th of July was coming up in a week. I continued to watch CNN Headline News like I thought she was.
Three or four days before the computerized fireworks display out at Warner Park here in Madison, I was up in my apartment smoking, and thought I was still in psychic contact with Jeanine. I saw her, in my mind’s eye, stomping down Johnson Street towards my apartment to take me to the fireworks. She was angry.
When she theoretically reached an apartment complex called the Hamilton, magic fireworks from out of nowhere, lit by no one, started going off like crazy out in front of the building, led her around the back alley behind my apartment, and up to my window. I saw them coming in my window through the trees.
I was scared and thought I was going to be burned to death by God.
Suddenly, just as they are coming in through the window, some bursting light, others just exploding with no light, I hear a female voice where in my mind’s eye she should have stomped to. A voice says, “Ohh!&%$#! It’s you!#&*%#!” I say, “Yooouuuu theeeerrrrreeee?????????!!!?”
No one answers and no one comes up. I wonder what happened.
I keep getting the phone calls. This time I tell her that I’m doing the best I can with what I know. I hang up this time.
In October, I think it was, of 1996, I was listening to 92 FM, Mad City's Best Rock, the Alternative Radio Station in Madison one night when they were taking requests. This is after she theoretically crashed into me and before the song came out by Dave Matthews. A girl called in saying she was calling for a girl named Jeanine. She asked if they had any Eric Clapton. The DJ said they don't play Eric Clapton on that radio station. She apparently turned to ask Jeanine what she wanted played. The girl's voice said, "Wheezer" and some song by them. The DJ played it. I didn't listen to the lyrics, they are not one of the top Alternative Bands.
For a moment, I was elated that she had called and liked Layla. I played it live on Slide Guitar in High School. I thought that she was still in school. Then again, I thought she had gotten away and that this was either a different Jeanine or was a magic phone call from the incorporeal. Probably some phone calls I get are. It is hard to trace a woman who you think is calling you hundreds of times in two years, and every time it is a dead telephone line where it rings with absolutely no sound coming from the other end of the line, you speak to it as if it were Jeanine, but...nothing. Theoretically, she keeps calling you, but doesn't come over to talk to you if the phone line is dead. 200 phone calls like this. I put a tracer on, but I didn't get one call in three weeks. Got one at 5pm, quiting time, on the day before Thanksgiving. Someone else??
That fall and winter, I started to think I was coming down with emphysema. Suddenly, one weekend, I came down with some kind of pneumonia in just my ears. My ears were completely jammed with fluid and phlem. It sounded like I was in a big bubble. I couldn't hear anything. Two days, man. I was afraid I was going to lose my hearing, in both ears, suddenly!
I went to my doctor, who looked and acted and sounded exactly like W.C. Fields. His name was doctor McAweeny. He gave me antibiotics and a strong decongestant. I took them all and it cleared up. I've already lost some of the hearing in my right ear from a Coma I went in to because they wouldn't treat our pneumonia, at all! One guy died at his parents house. And this is Basic Training; killing cadets with indigence??
While I was desperately afraid for my hearing recently, I was thinking about how my Great-great-great-great-great-grandfather came over to the United States in 1753, after getting an education as a doctor in Hanover, Germany. Was I part German, too??? Was I at all related to Beethoven??? Do I have the same genetic or chemical peculiarities and are they my personal direct inheritance of my personal genetic code?? These are questions. It probably isn't true, but what if it is? I write and compose a lot like Beethoven!!!
During this whole time after January there were some songs: Tori Amos Caught a light sneeze... "Boys to the left of me, boys to the right of me, boys in the middle, and you're not here??!?" "Build my pretty hate machine..." "How's your wife and kids today? Maybe she will, maybe she will??!*&%$#!" "Mr. Saint John, just bring your son?!!" After the appearance of Christ in my apartment and sending her a letter telling her that her boyfriend was a reincarnation of Christ, this song left me with a very bad taste in my mouth. I had come to the conclusion this song reminded me of the time she was irritatedly shaking her finger in my face at Joe Hart's Tavern in the Opera with two boys to the left of her, two boys to the right of her, and her boyfriend absent and in the middle. I was the God, she was my promiscuous Virgin Bride, and I had to bring the Christ my Son. "Right on time. You get closerrrr and closerrrrr...Call my name...etc."
There were also the Stone Temple Pilots who did the song earlier about "The Master found..." "And I feel and I feel when the dogs begin to smell her...Will she stand aloooohhooonnnneeee!!!! When the dogs that find her, got time, time to wait till tomorrowwww, to find it, to find it..." I sung, "Where ya' goin' tomorrooowww. Where ya' goin' with the Master found!!!" when I was leaving the court session where she got the Injunction against me in March of 1994.
Now they had two new songs: The one which says, "You liiiieeeddd!*&%$??*&%!!!" Dreamin' on a Sunday afternoon...I can read between the liiiinnnesss...You liiiieedddd!!" And there was another, "Time to take her home to wait too long, to wait too long!!!" I still don't know the names of these songs. I only bought 1 CD for Jeanine's letter about Christ's appearance and that was Smashing Pumpkins album with Disarm on it. This year 1998, I bought all of Tori Amos' CDs. Celine Dion had out a song which said, "It's all coming back to me now...The Power of Love!!!" There were others. Walking in your Spider Web by No Doubt. I'm just a Girl by the same band. Jewel Who's going to save your soul?. Etc., etc., etc. I believe that Jewel and Le Ann Rimes were once sisters and Duanne and Gregg Allman were their mates in Sweden. I believe that Mae West was the two girls' mother at least!!! Jewel also had a song that wasn't played on our local Alternative Radio Station until 1996 called You Were Meant For Me I'll give you the lyrics here:
I believe that Jewel was Duane Allman's mate when they were legends in Sweden hundreds of years ago... Jewel even plays guitar like Duane. The plot thickens...!
The winter of 1996-97 went very strangely. This female spider had sewn my apartment in webs and one night I woke up, saw her coming down from the ceiling to land on my bed, screamed bloody murder {I thought it might be poisonous.}, and it never came back again. I’m good to other creatures and thought it might be Jeanine as a spider while it sewed my entire apartment in one gigantic web. “Walking In our Spider Web!” came out by No Doubt, but I didn’t hear it until 1997. “It’s all your fault!#%$*&!#!??”
In 1997 two songs come out: Crash Into Me by Dave Matthews...
and a song by a group of Chicago girls Volcano Girls or something like that that goes, “Leave me, lyin’ here; ‘cause I don’t want to go!!!!” Great song. I thought that maybe, since my body had vanished too that her body had been vanished back to her apartment bed. But I didn’t understand about the Louise part in the song.
Christ had appeared to me in a vision in my apartment. I was beginning to see spirits-like lights in my apartment. I thought one of them might be Christ.
"She Wanted To Take Me To The Fireworks And Marched Down Johnson Street To Haul Me There After Finding Out That I Couldn't Hear Her Voice On The Phone When She Was Speaking To Me, Watson."
"I Have Died Several Times In My Life And AM Still Sustained As A Living Human Being!!!"
"This Is The Final Song Of The Millennium Sung By The Former Saint Matthew; From The CD: Throwing Copper by LIVE The Song: Lightning Crashes."
"What Happened After That??? You Would Think That She Would Have Immediately Known And Gone Through Any Expense To Reach You, Holmes."
"Yes, Watson."
"SHE Is Juliet And SHE Is Asleep."
"Here Is Where We Get To Zombies, Watson."
"Startling, Holmes."
"I Have Noted Consciously That My Entire Physical Body And Mind Have Been Vanished And Placed A Year Earlier In Time, Watson."
"There Is No Other Explanation, Holmes."
"None, Watson."
"Apparently, Jeanine's Body Was Vanished From Below My Window And Placed Back In Her Bed, But Without Her Being Self-Conscious."
"Her Consciousness Is Black, Holmes???"
"And She Has Never Been Conscious Again, Watson."
"When Did She Move To Pinckney Street, Holmes."
"Between July, When She Crashed Into Me, And October, When The 92.1 FM DJ Received A Phone Call From A Girlfriend Representing Jeanine, Watson."
"And, Unconsciously, She Was Continuing Her Pursuit Of This Irritable Boyfriend, Mariah Carey's Man And Owner Of State Street Brats And, At That Time, The Future Owner Of Brothers Bar, Here In Madison, Holmes."
"And None Of 'Them' Know Jeanine Is A Zombie, Watson."
"To 'Them' She Is A Figment Of Their Own Desires."
"She No Longer Exists For Herself, Watson."
"She Only Exists For 'Them'."
"Utterly Atrocious Folks, Holmes."
"Shame."
