TIM OZMAN

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  Today is June 25, 2021.  I'm a hydra these days. I have my tentacles in so many pots right now. My necks are tangled and my heads are spinning. Otherwise I've made some significant progress in all areas. Last night, under the full moon, we celebrated the start of summer with a subhuman sacrifice. 

  Dated 6/20/2021 Dear John D. Kirszenberg, In response to your defamatory posts at   https://flatearthlunacy.com , I am sending you another Cease and Desist notification in regards to the latest lies posted on your hate site.   This letter is served upon you pursuant to the Federal Rules of Civil Procedure wherein demand is made upon you to cease and desist your unlawful slander and defamation of character as seen in your for-profit website. You have engaged in spreading false, destructive, and defamatory rumors about the party and individuals in the party. Under Federal Law, it is unlawful to engage in defamation or slander of another individual or individuals. Your defamatory statements involve the following: Accusing Tim Ozman of sending emails from others’ accounts. Accusing Tim Ozman of violating trademarks. Accordingly, we demand that you immediately cease and desist your unlawful defamation along with immediately removing the contents of the document and publicly ...

  SUBJECT: Marcus Goldfinch The first time he realized that something was off, Marcus was carefully inspecting a vase, making sure that it was clean. Squinting, he glanced around. What was he even doing there? Dull pain in his neck snapped him out of the unwelcome thoughts, just as a man walked into the hall. He was short and thin, probably sickly so, but it was hard to tell as most of his form was covered in his pale-grey scrubs. His glasses sat a little crooked on his stubby nose.  All in all, he was far from attractive. If anything, he was somewhat repulsive with the way he walked, back bent slightly, feet dragging on the ground. Just his presence was odd: Marcus felt almost as if he was suffocating, air sucked from his lungs with each step the strange man took. But why? What was he forgetting? "Sir." Marcus was quick to straighten his back, gaze avoiding the strangers. It felt like an action he had done many times in the past, and yet, it seemed alien to him, almost as if...

I'm about to go to bed but I want to get my thoughts in order first. There's a handful of problematic individuals on the loose. Their only advantage is my lack of time to give the matter proper attention. But I finally have time to act. I've had a slew of synchronicities indicating that the pattern set for the next 60 days will mirror 2017's dynamic with Goldfinch and Reset. I have to ask myself if these people are even real. Aldredge is in hiding still.   (John, I know something you don't.)  

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