What's Happening In Your Trial

By the time this post we will probably be at the end of the prosecution's case. After they rest we will have to present our defense. This won't be a long drawn out process maybe a day or two. As I've stated before I am in a strange position attempting to win a trial I would rather lose. Just that intimate revelation of Christ's behavior on the cross was worth the exercise of going through this trial. If that was all it was for I appreciate God changing directions on me and taking me to a place I didn't think I was going. God always has a back story going on in our lives where greater things are happening than we can imagine. There are countless characters in the scriptures where we get the back story but they didn't have it at that time. Like them we see through a glass dimly but if we will trust the Lord the back story will appear in our hindsight. Now the reason I would rather lose this trial is because I am not dissuaded by the lies and propaganda that has wiped out most of my clients. The reason we didn't want the clients involved in our business is because they would make all the errors necessary in their fears to undo the work I was doing. If the clients really knew what I know they would have all come into our trial and blasted the banks and the court for being crooked. My plans have always included this potential betrayal and violent opposition. A guilty plea in the federal system is very well protected by the judge in a way that it always has you making the offer. If you make the offer all they have to do is accept and you're off to their prisons for a rather long time generally. We have been in a constant chess match controlling this particular moment in commerce. I believe Judge Alsup understands that we have this knowledge because he keeps trying to corral us there. Each plea agreement we accepted never had a signature from one making the offer. They always wanted us to sign first. We did but in a commercially safe method. Each of these were refused. In my opening statements I asked the jury to enter a guilty plea on our behalf since we are not able to. The session was paused so that the judge and prosecution could make the offer to us on how they would accept our plea. Their offer was not acceptable so we were forced into a trial. Though this may be a free swing I still don't understand all that God is doing. The eternal treasures are appearing so I am grateful for the course change. If we are found guilty by the jury then I can go before Alsup unhindered by their goal to have me make the offer and await the offer they must now make as part of their usage and customs of trade. If we are acquitted that can be a victory I suppose but at a high price. The other options are a hung jury, mistrial, or a dismissal for various reasons. The political solution, the embarrassment solution, the get rid of the record solution, and who knows how many other dynamics are in the background. I ask you to trust in the Lord I'm trusting in and our enemies will be handed over to us. This device of a trial and criminal prosecution is our remedy and it became the fastest remedy available under the circumstances that availed themselves when we were running Dorean. Many of you have complained to God who is answering your prayers more thoroughly than you can imagine. Know this one thing and take comfort; the trial which is coming to an end is the beginning of your victory no matter the verdict.

My Share In The Cross

October 24, 2007 was my 7th day of trial and it started with a client named Larry Stepp who was eager to blast me. Larry is one of those self-righteous Christian types who gets his limited understandings of right and wrong confused with divine guidance. These are the very ones who will kill the Lord and think they are doing God a favor. As I went up to question, known as cross examination, Larry greeted me with "You didn't dress up for me I dressed up for you?" I was in my jail clothes and have been in jail protecting this idiot's rights for more than two years now and he can't see that I did dress up for him. What was great about this experience was the eternal benefit I obtained from it. No matter what the fate of this trial I gained a treasure worth any amount of suffering. As he said these words and I understood my role of attempting to save him from his ignorance I suddenly had an intimate revelation of what Christ had done for me. He took on the flesh and in essence dressed Himself in my jail clothes so he could save me from myself. I pictured all those people before the cross spitting on Him and taunting Him, "If you be the Son of God come down off that cross." I imagined Him thinking if I come down off this cross all you ignorant bastards will die. If I stay I can save you even from yourselves. How wretched my righteousness is. Larry showed me his filth as he attacked his advocate and he showed me mine because I did the same to my Lord. That is a treasure I will keep for eternity. The net effect upon me was no matter how gracious I was before this day I suddenly found room for even more grace. This is the existence of a man trusting in the Lord. He is forever changed in a moment by the induction of truth even if previously known made intimate, personalizing it in an entirely new fashion. This is the love of God that passes all understanding and cast out all fears. Even in this trial as I walk through all my fears I get imbued with confidence and assurance that all things work together for good to those who are called according to His purpose because I have just had a presentation of a love that gives me a hope and inspires my faith to trust Him who loves me so well. My shame in his eyes was really his shame and he was offended at it. My prayer is that God will make that moment as equally eternal for Mr. Stepp. In the end we are all sinners saved by Grace through faith and that is a gift from God. Larry I offer myself as a gift to you as Christ has offered Himself as a gift to me. It is this hope that I can be as successful an advocate for your well-being and that someday you will come to love me for the sacrifices made, making the kingdom of God that much richer.

Life Lessons (October 21, 2007)

Many people run from danger which is instinctive but can also be a danger unto itself. During the course of developing the Dorean Process and examining people to assist me, I learned that most people don't know when greatness is presented to them. Their fears preclude them from ever seeing what amazing things God will do for the faither. There are a few I really wanted to deliver to greatness but when it came to that moment of decision their hearts melted within them. The one thing giants offer you in your path is that they will destroy you or give you a reputation as a champion. I don't understand how a Christian man who is guaranteed that only God can destroy you can fall for this ridiculous boast. There is that scripture that if God is for us who can be against us. Do you guys really think the small minds with the big mouths on this blog are dangerous? They could never see or understand what God was doing with Dorean because they are simpletons living in houses with foundations of fear. Already God has expanded my understanding in this course change to make me see greater victories than I had previously imagined. He is always about blessing His children.

I want to encourage you who love the Lord to lean not on your own understanding but acknowledge God as Master and He will be a lamp unto your feet. I preach to myself but also want you to follow me as I follow Christ. As a man I don't like giants but as a man hopeful in my God a giant is a resume waiting to be written. Our resume is being written by history at this very moment. A few of you will have a good testimony in God's courts. The suffering created by evil is temporary but the restoration afforded the faithful is forever. The one thing that troubled me about some of the testimony is that I have been down over two years and still these clients are on a wait and see attitude. In two years they could have slain the giant many times over if they ignored their fears and ran to the promise of the Lord with faith. We are free willed creatures able to impact our lives and destinies with our actions. When we in faith "Amen" a promise of God we can co-create with Him an entirely new future. Even now in the middle of my trial I am actively wrestling for the best possible future. I have had hundreds of coward's exits present themselves. It is those refused that have allowed me this moment in history to go beyond fiction to that place where truth is stranger still.

The blogs will be thin as I spend most of my time in trial and traveling. Your prayers are appreciated and making a difference. One example is when I stayed up all night preparing for a witness I entered the court almost too exhausted to do the job before me. God says so is your day so is your strength. That promise and your prayer caused me to prevail upon my enemy when I did not have the strength and the opportunity presented itself. In my weakness God shows Himself strong and you who love Him as faithful. I prepared for Mt. Everest but only had to climb one of the rolling hills of Dublin. May God keep me always in a state of over-preparedness. By the time this post we will have completed our second week of trial. It is my hope God has prevailed again upon our enemies. I can not tell you how this is going to end because God has me on the edge of my seat. I can tell you that victory is certain. The only question I have is what path to victory is God going to take. I know He has prepared me to be comfortable with any path He chooses. I have twice now proven to Him that I will sacrifice my life for the glory of His service. If He thinks I need to prove it again He will not be disappointed. If any of you question my commitment imagine yourselves asking a jury to enter a guilty plea when a life sentence hangs in the balance. I'm not trying to impress you I am only doing what I believe is my duty first to God and then to the beneficiaries. This may already be verified by the Qautloose reporter. If not get a hold of the transcripts.

God Surprised Me Again (October 20, 2007)

The day our trial began I had every intention of asking the jury to enter a guilty plea on our behalf. We have attempted to do this now about 15 times in this court including each plea agreement and they keep denying us our remedy. Well I did ask the jury to enter the guilty plea in our opening statements and the trial was stopped to discuss entering a guilty plea with the court. Judge Alsup made me an offer of a set of conditions I could not accept and we had to proceed to trial. God, Scott, and I had a brief conversation and His instructions were simple. "Take a free swing." Now for those of you who have God figured out you don't know Him. I am in one of the strangest situations in my life. I am taking my best shot at winning a trial I would rather lose from a tactical point of view. I can't explain all the reasons this is true because of my enemies surveillance of this site. What I can tell you is that if we get found guilty I would be happier, God knows men's hearts and all the conditions of this battlefield. I have to trust Him to guide me past my understanding. Regardless of the victory God has designed I am certain it is more thorough than my best calculations. Don't fear for us we are having a blast. It is fun having a trial shooting from the hip since we didn't prepare for it. We won the first week hands down but there are 3 more weeks at least to go. A record is being created and if we can manage to create a record of how banking is really done it will not disappear as much as they would like it to. I don't suspect that happening at the moment because Mr. Alsup is making every ruling possible to keep out that information. He is making sure none of the witnesses are qualified to talk banking including the experts. We had our first expert a Mr. Johnson who was a bank fraud specialist from the OCC. We have a bond guy named Mr. Post and perhaps Walker Todd. That is the extent of quality opinions. The rest is scared clients, employees, and government drones.

I want to say a very sincere thank you to those who have already testified Farrel LeCompte, Tim and Peggy McKay, Jeff Smith, Steven Gyman. All of you were honest. I know that all of you are hoping that I will prevail and be able to keep my promises but I am not offering this to you. We all need to rely upon the Lord whose promise that all things work together for the good to those who are called according to His purpose. I heard of your pains and I am very sorry for your suffering. My prayers are sincere for God's moment of restoration to all of you. I want to encourage you all not to fear for us or for your interest that we are defending. We are being obedient to the Lord and that is our strength.

I understand that our lady reporter is working for Quatloose. I recommend going to her site to get her facts. I will not be able to keep you as informed. Don't worry about her opinion just sift that out. I could only hope her opinion of how bad we are doing is true. Don't think I have a defeatists attitude it is quite the contrary. Unlike most of you I am not persuaded by the propaganda that make the lie appear real. I have studied my knowledge to a Gestalt and tested it to empirical certainty. That is why I take what appears to be risk to most of you. The truth of the matter is I am very conservative always betting on the sure thing. Know that you are all loved and respected. Go to the throne of heaven and find your peace and I'm certain your prayers for us will change. Be well and of good cheer your God knows you and has long since devised the plans He is executing for you this day.

Breaking The Silence - A Controlled Black Out (October 14, 2007)

I had just finished reading the scriptures and went to lie down on my rack. Before I could sleep I closed my eyes, raised my hands, and praised the Lord. The praises were sweet until I felt hands grip my wrists and jerk me up like the first pull of a tug-of-war. Before I could open my eyes to see what was going on I was flying faster than the fastest jet due east. Chicago, New York, The Atlantic, then Europe. Whatever gripped me I never knew but when it dropped me like a skydiver I wished it hadn't. Though I was falling much slower than my flight it was still at a speed deadly when stopped by the ground. This was my expectation any instant. Without knowledge of the source behind this journey or the intentions my death was all I could suspect at the time. I wasn't afraid because the God I was just praising was still the eternal hope for my soul even if my body were to perish. Suddenly my weight took on an anti-gravity lightness like a feather and my feet landed upon the ground. The sun had not yet risen but I could tell by feel I had landed in soil. In the dark I prayed fervently with every why question I could. God was silent! That non-response was the most terrifying part of my perplexing journey. The darkness was creeping into my soul with the noise of loneliness. I was craving my prison home like never before. My brain was receiving lots of input from feeling, smell, hearing, and taste but was in a frantic plea seeking input from my eyes and the spirit. The eyes were fixed shortly by the rising sun but my spirit was like a beam of light shot into the heavens finding not one target only empty space.

I could see I was in a field that was partially farmed. It was currently tilled with no crop or any structures. I would say it was an oval shaped 80 acre parcel encircled by heavy woods. Just over the trees I could see the smoke of fires that were being snuffed out and hear the activity of many peoples. To my left Roman soldiers began sifting out of the forest like sand slipping through fingers then assembling in formation. To my right were a gruff people I suspect as barbarians. None of their weapons appeared conventional though they looked deadly. I was a witness to what looked to become a very serious skirmish. Was I noticed I wondered? I didn't seem to be. Then like a whistle had blown to start a game war happened. Based on the carnage that transpired in close proximity to me it became perfectly clear I was an invisible witness. This was a good thing because I could not hold back my gasps of horror, my tears of anguish, or my screams of contempt. I saw the most horrid things. Wombs ripped open, decapitations, broiled flesh, impaling, mutilations of every kind. Handsome and comely faces contorted with evil intent or grimaced in suffering. Where was God in all this carnage? God was silent! The night soon came to what was the longest day of my life. Before the sun set I noticed that a lean-to was built behind me with a cot and bedding. I was weary unto death and that was the stench filling my lungs. It was over and it appeared that whatever they were fighting for there was no winner. For me I was still alive to recount the nightmare without rest. I prayed and prayed and I even blasted God for His negligence or apathy. No matter my words or sincerity God was silent! Finally my eyes too dry to cry another tear closed to the moans of the perishing.

The morning came and I was ready to begin the mourning but the field was empty. Perplexed again I wondered whether it was all a dream even though I was pondering this question from the very field I was supposedly dreaming about. A confused mind is not that reliable. It was the same field but different. This time their was a small farm house with smoke coming out of the chimney. I could smell something delicious was cooking. This was the first moment I realized I had not eaten. With all that was eating me I completely forgot about food. I walked to the house hoping not to be an invisible visitor but a man again noticed by others. I was hoping perhaps if men notice me God might talk to me again. As I got closer I could see two beautiful little girls dressed like dolls playing near a creek about 400 feet from the house and about 200 feet from the edge of the woods. Before I could get a clear picture of the landscape so to speak two men dashed from the tree line and kidnapped these girls. I didn't know if it was a game but it looked ominous immediately. They picked them up covered their mouths and dashed back to the forest. I followed them for about a mile until they stopped. The girls were terrified and panting with fear. I prayed to God because I had already tried in my strength to deliver these girls and was unnoticed and ineffective. "God you have to deliver these girls they are innocent, how can you let this happen?" God was silent! It became clear that these men were perverts and they began to molest and rape the little girls. I was sick with helpless grief. When they had finally finished their evil lust they strangled the life out of them and left them where they laid. I was angry. I assaulted the throne with contempt. There is no way God should have let this happen. I wanted to debate Him to challenge the way He ran this globe. If I was God for only a moment I would have prevented this evil. I could hardly imagine the anguish of the parents if they even knew what pain awaited them. I followed these men out of the forest for curiosity sake and hopes I could somehow cross the dimension divide to assist in justice. To my surprise they ran straight into a very old church. It must be older than the 12th century because the stained glass was in black and white shades before the invention of colored glass. These men came to a priest sitting at a table with some official I later discovered as a sheriff. Were these guys going to confess and turn themselves in? They shook hands and exchanged friendly greetings. They all knew each other it was clear. The priest asked if the deed was done. Just like we planed the men replied in harmony. The sheriff spoke and said that this should break the spirits of the family and they will be forced to leave. The priest said "we had tried by every method including purchase to obtain that property for the benefit of the church and those heathens would not respect God in the slightest. All they could think of was this world, this life. Now they will think of God." This thoroughly twisted my complaint to God but only made the knot tighter in my stomach. How? How? How and why? God was silent! I went back to the field and discovered the parents bereaved and inconsolable with their dead girls in their arms. I was pouring out tears unnoticed to others but very depleting to me. Most of the day had actually passed and the sun was now low in the sky. I went back to the lean-to not so much because I was tired but I had a fatigue of soul that would take any comfort as relief like a soft cot and warm bedding. I laid down wanting this nightmare to be just that and to awake with it being over. I prayed without much hope of an answer but more out of habit now. Still I desired to get my moorings by God's voice. No matter, God was silent!

I must have slept hard because the sun was high in the sky. I could see my breath, and the ground was covered in snow. The structure of yesterday, well my perspective of yesterday was absent, the field was nothing but a white blanket. It was quiet and the air was fresh. I turned back to the lean-to for something to keep me warm. As I bent down for the animal skin I heard the whistle of artillery. "Not again" my soul cried. I turned quickly and at the tree line explosions were taking place. Allied forces were coming out into the field. Germany's forces appeared from the other side. Soon the horrid nightmare was in full swing again. This was brutal not so much in hand to hand but bodies would disintegrate or stop in their tracks by unseen weapons. I saw a small squad shoot their Lieutenant and run from the battle. Men were getting pummeled by such force that their bodies were turned in to flesh shrapnel. Those who lived with their wounds were killed by their own force so not to be a burden on their resources. All the disloyalties seemed crueler than the weapons. The battle raged with various ebbs and tides but I couldn't take it anymore so I ran into the lean-to and covered my eyes and ears. I could still hear the cries of death and desperation though I tried to block it out. Once the noise stopped I still didn't look into that field. After about a half hour of silence I finally took my hands from my eyes to see what had happened. I wished I hadn't the entire field was blood red. There was no white snow except for a little in the tops of the trees. I was sick to my stomach but I hadn't eaten now in two days and had nothing to offer this field of my repulsion. I went to the lean-to and covered myself while in a fetal position. I was losing it under this violent assault. I cried out to the Lord with I think tears of blood. God was silent! I was now certain that the devil had picked me up and brought me all these horrors but I could not understand why God was silent and distant. Now I needed Him more than ever. I prayed and prayed to no avail until I was wearied and went to sleep.

When I woke the field was a pallet full of colors. Too many flower types to even list. The smells and sights were absolutely refreshing. I was really starting to notice my hunger though. I wondered if the flowers would taste good. In the distance was a large farmhouse and a windmill. I started to walk towards it but I must admit I did so with trepidation and those chills tingling your spine. I was shell shocked to say the least. As I walked I was overcome by the silence. There was just a gentle breeze moving the flowers on their stems and nothing else. I looked at the tree line but they appeared quiet also. As I got closer to the house I could see that this was a small dairy and cheese factory. Now cheese and milk was suddenly my favorite food. I hoped I was not an invisible guest and could get something to eat. Suddenly the silence was broken by the cry of a baby. It was not the cry of death but an "I need attention" cry. It was heading towards its sounding until I came upon what appeared to be a nine month-old baby boy. I couldn't understand why it was in this field all alone but no one from the house seemed to notice. I picked the child up and cradled him in my arms and he became silent. Then from the heavens I heard this is my beloved Son in whom I am well pleased. I became faint and had to sit because my legs gave out. I so much wanted to hear God and now out of nowhere I have. I thought I had done something wrong. I cried and the baby smiled. I looked upon this child and was overcome with thoughts and emotions. I had never pictured God so humble and frail before. How is it that He would enter this world absolutely dependent on His creation. The risk inherent in this thought surprised me the most. I began to recall the scriptures of the warfare to destroy the seed of the Messiah's lineage before He was born and how Herod tried to kill the child after He was born. God who could destroy us in a blink as a baby. Here He was in my arms the God of all creation trusting me with Himself. I suddenly felt ashamed as I recalled my curses and threats to Him these last three days. Forgive me I asked. The baby's smile got larger. Then heaven continued; "My Son died for all the cruelty you have witnessed and for all you never will. He took every man's sin unto himself so you can be loved by me. For three days like yourself He was stuck in death and like you He was brought out. Unlike you though He still trusted in Me and didn't curse me in His travail. He had done nothing wrong and though I was silent I was still working on His behalf. Now take this boy to the family in the farmhouse."

I rose to my feet as my heart sank. I was condemned by those words but at the same time I was hearing from God and holding in my arms the greatest display of love in all history. That was an overwhelming comfort. I walked into what appeared to be the barn door for the animals in the back part of the dairy. Inside there was a family working diligently making cheese rounds. They didn't notice me at first but I said, does anyone know whose child this is? It was a question I wanted to blurt out the answer God's only Son. Before I could share my enthusiasm the women began screaming and dancing about and the frail old patriarch stood erect with tears flowing quickly. None of them could talk they were too excited. I didn't understand but I thought to myself is it that obvious this is the Son of God? Then my next thought was wow I'm noticed, not an invisible spectator. Well finally the patriarch came to my side and said "Young man God is faithful. May I hold the child?" "Of course," I replied and handed him the child. He held it like it was his own. The women where still crying, dancing, and praising the Lord. That all seemed appropriate somehow. The man rocking the child said to me. "Sir I've been expecting you for a very long time will you please join me for a fine cigar on my patio?" He walked away carrying the child and I followed. The woman came by to touch me with pointed fingers like testing to see if I was real and laughing when I was. The man asked me to hold the child while placing me in one of the two rocking chairs on the porch and said he would be back shortly after he obtained the cigars with something I needed to see. I rocked for awhile in awe of the smiling child who had not cried once since I heard Him breaking the silence. As the man sat down I learned that I was in a field in the Netherlands that had belonged to his family for over eight hundred years. He told me of the first of His relatives who almost lost it at the death of his two daughters and how God had used that terrible event to change the man's heart. Ever since then his family have been serving the Lord. He was a survivor of a concentration camp as a mere boy. He was about to be gassed when the night before God came to him in a vision. He said the vision was of a man holding a child. He asked the Lord what this meant and God replied. "The man will need you to uplift his spirit because he is about to do a great work for my kingdom and the child is your son who you will see again before you come home to me." He told me of how he drew a picture of that vision and how it encouraged him because he knew he wouldn't die. He had already lost all his family and he was the last to continue the family name.

The next day the Americans liberated him and he returned to this land. He built the house and the windmill. He got married to one of the dancing women and the others were his daughters and daughters-in-law. His first son was the joy of his life and part of his excitement was the continuation of the family when it had come so close to extinction. The cigars were burning down but he continued and I was enthralled. One day when his son was about nine months-old the generator on the windmill went out and he went to repair it. He realized that the child in the vision looked just like his son so he was overprotective about his son and never wanted him out of his presence. He took his son onto the roof of the windmill and made a platform for his basket while he worked. The child slept and enjoyed the fresh air. When he was about finished a lightning bolt struck the lightning rod about a few feet from him at the apex. The shock entered his body and flung him to the other side of the roof where his son was sleeping. Out of control of his limbs he crashed into the basket launching his son off the roof where he fell to his death. I wept immediately. He told me that God never talked with him much but that vision took on a whole new meaning of comfort after my boy's death. I realized that I was going to make it to eternity and that God one day would comfort me. I was going to see my boy one last time on this earth and then I was going to see him forever. Then he took out a very tattered piece of paper that had almost been folded into pieces itself. There were blood and sweat stains. He unfolded it and there was almost a perfect likeness of myself sketched in portrait. I was stunned. I said "That looks like me". He said it is and that child is my son. I was a bit confused but I had a sense the spirit was involved. I handed him the child and he took on the persona of a proud father and also the aura of divinity. He said to me, "Son, God was faithful enough to keep all that He had spoken to me. He told me about you 25 years before you were born. He knows all about you and you are in His plans like I was." At this knowledge I became like those dancing girls. I got out of my chair praised the Lord and danced the jig. I heard the man cough, I looked, the child disappeared and the man collapsed in his chair. He was gone and God had taken him home after keeping his promise. I took the picture in my hand and waved it before the Lord. I was not sad as this was the greatest sense of purpose I had ever seen. While praising the Lord I felt the grip of hands on my wrist and I was flying due west. In no time I was being dropped back into my cell.

I learned upon my arrival that it was Monday morning October 15, 2007 and Scott and I had court. We were beginning the trial. I knew that God had been involved in the back story and that I was never more safe in the danger I had to face today. Yes Lord you were never silent. From a baby's cry to mine you have always been speaking. I don't know if the event was a dream or real for the picture did not make my flight. Regardless God is in control. If it was real I have a new friend in heaven, but for now I have to encourage my friend Scott, my co-defendant, and brother in the Lord with one amazing story. A story as old as man himself. God loved us enough to die for us and to come as a dependent child. All our evil is covered by a love that is greater. Today we walk in that love before evil men and can feel confident. Even if we don't hear God's voice in our hour of need He is not silent! Scotty, a cigar aficionado just then said, "I must be ready to go home because you smell like cigar smoke."

Black Out

Well the time has come to put away diplomacy and to unsheathe our weapons of war. I'm only talking to the few of you who understand. Our weapons are not carnal, II Corinthians 10:3-5, "Indeed, we live as human beings, but we do not wage war according to human standard, for the weapons of warfare are not merely human, but they have divine power to destroy strongholds. We destroy arguments and every proud obstacle raised up against the knowledge of God, and we take every thought captive to obey Christ." The battle rages in our minds. The disciples when in peril on the sea woke the Lord who rebuked the wind and calmed the storm. A great miracle for sure that had them transfixed but also distracted from the question he asked, "Why are you afraid, why such little faith?" "Why" has been the question I have posed to your hearts all during this long drawn out battle. Do you really think the weapons of a moribund institution and a wicked coward are a threat? If you do, your faith is not the faith of Christ. Every kind of reprobate, faithless, self-righteous prig have displayed their thoughts on this blog and revealed their hearts. Don't concern yourself with them. Their misery is their existence and you will not be spending eternity with them or any of their ilk. We are about to cross that line where God chooses between His inheritance and the wicked. Let us all now put on the garments of praise for the spirit of heaviness, let us shod our feet with the true gospel. Let us bring down the strongholds with prayer. This is what you need to do. I am going to wield my weapons and not return them to rest until our foes are vanquished and I can lead you to your spoils. Did you really think God would trust His plans to the imbecilic faith you read on here among the retards? No tit is our faith and trust in a God who rest during our great storms that always prevails. Awe inspiring miracles or not I have a job to do as do you. Now let's do it! You go to prayer, fasting, and praise and I will courageously do what I have been equipped to do. Yes I was called for such a time as this. This is my last blog for a while. Call it a strategic warfare black out. All of you have your orders and assignments. The enemy who studies our communication will enter the critical moment of battle blind, deaf, and dumb. I'm proud of all of you and know your support was essential for my success. Enough of words, let's go kick some ass!

I'll end with a quote from the Apocalypse of Baruch 5:2-3, "And the Lord said unto me, My name and My glory have an eternal duration; My judgment, moreover, will preserve its rights in its own time. And thou wilt see with thy eyes that the enemy will not overthrow..."

Inside the quotes II Corinthians 10:3-5
"Indeed, we live as human beings, but we do not wage war according to human standard, for the weapons of warfare are not merely human, but they have divine power to destroy strongholds. We destroy arguments and every proud obstacle raised up against the knowledge of God, and we take every thought captive to obey Christ."

Cheer Up

As a man I think the greatest struggle I have is keeping my eyes upon the prize which is Christ. It seems like every time I can boast upon my track record there is a new trial to tempt me into despair or doubt. I know most of you find my faith encouraging and I am glad for that. The reason I share this with you is so you'll understand I'm not super human or anywhere near the Messiah I'm supposedly complexing over. I am like you all mere flesh sensitive to all my pains and heartaches. What I would like to see from those of you struggling as I is to reach for the high calling which is in Christ. I have found Him extremely faithful and concerned with my frailties. I don't find Him a severe task master whose burden is overwhelmingly crushing. I find Him nurturing me with little doses of hope and kind words at the very times I feel farthest away from Him. A sweet ole southern girl wrote me about her long 10 month struggle with her health. She understands what I am discussing here. Like her we will all make it to the other side of our struggles. Evil has an end, it is finite in nature as part of this finite world. God makes it clear that for every struggle He has provided an exit. I still harp on this trust issue because it is when the struggle lingers that in our faint hearts we look for the comfort of another God we can understand. This is the folly because as soon as we can understand our God we are the god. I can throw my complaint up to the heavens but what does it matter. My perspective is so naive I hardly know how to pray intelligibly. I have Fruity the great fruit inspector knowing more about me than I know myself. Surely my angry son is the product of my fruit when I had no involvement in his life. Without any facts I am known. I can thank the Lord in the heat of this trial when I have enemies on every front and evil intention with power and resources that I have a friend that has my care as His constant concern. You have this friend also. It is that friend that has encouraged me to protect all your interests against all the interlopers and to remain strong during all my suffering. Even that thought strengthens me because when I think that He loves you enough to look out for you when you don't deserve it and even when you fight against His blessing I am reminded that His love for me is great also. No matter my accusers whether ignorant children, toxic spouses, religious freaks, or a collective of lawless I have an advocate that exceeds them all. As I write this to you I preach to myself to be of good cheer for our redeemer lives and our redemption is near. Don't be fooled by the increased activity of the devil and his minions. They have been saying they can take us to trial a very long time and now we are coming to the end of their threat. It is no longer what they think they can do it is what they must do. Not much longer will the spectator be able to offer his worthless opinion. Soon history will speak the last word.

Surprise Example (September 20, 2007)

I have heard though I have not seen or read that one of my long lost children has appeared upon this blog with his angry complaint. I will address him privately but will take this opportunity to use him as an example since he felt obliged to share his ignorance.

Prudence and temperance are virtues that are being bred out of our society. Everyone who thinks they have a justified complaint thinks it a license to puke it out. Prudence teaches a man to register his complaints against the wisdom of God and to have a governor instead of a direct drive from his ignorance to expression. The Scripture says even a fool is considered wise if he keeps his mouth shut. This is something my son apparently hasn't learned and is a gift of his upbringing. He is like most on this blog who spout opinion which is all that subjects can offer. It is the object, God, and what He says that is truth. My sons anger is not even his own. He knows I have done nothing to harm him but having reports believed, which he can't verify true or not, he lends his emotions to someone else's opinion. Most of you have not studied the subjects relevant to The Dorean Group, the banking transaction, the government's claims or the trial. Your opinion is as erred as my son's and equally as foolish. Why is it in the two plus years I have maintained this site and the fight against corruption you have not been able to verify I am telling you the truth? Because you're lazy and a mindless follower. My son talks about the hard life he has as though it is a disadvantage just like most of you. This is retarded reason. A tough life makes you strong which creates greater opportunity. No, there is no comfort of the great welfare teat of government or caretakers. Perhaps most of you think my prevailing and my knowledge is good enough to deliver you. This is true in one sense in that my prevailing is your blessing but now you are still a retard with resources. How do you think you will fair in the ravenous world of business sharks? Perhaps my son thinks me being his ATM machine would have made him a champion. Champions have something inside them that is enhanced from outside influences not influences from outside that make champions.

I was taught to respect my father. I was taught that fathers are greater than their children. Fathers create children, children don't create fathers. Origin is the creator of rights, title, and interest. That is why it is your financial asset the promissory note. What rights does my son have accept those given him by his father? Spoiled rotten brats is what we've all become. This is the spirit of rebellion that is plaguing our society. God gives us life, originates us and we violently shake our fist toward heaven demanding our rights without the spirit of thankfulness. So you think my son asked God to restore our relationship? Don't think so. How about you? Have you asked God with a thankful heart to give you the faith to finish this trial so that you would become tougher and a good boast of Him? Do you even care what He desires or is it all about you? Is he your holy ATM that will give you wealth, prestige, and pleasure as a sign you are loved? Have you ever thought your idea of love and God might be demonic? My son doesn't know how I love him and the love he thinks I should give him I never would precisely because I love him. He won't learn that until he uses his ears and eyes instead of his mouth just like most on this site. He is an 18 year-old trained by a fool, what is your excuse?

This evening after writing this blog which apparently is timely, I received a letter from a client who stated that he took the 8 lessons I taught on the UCC to guide his education and eliminate American Express cards and Chase Visa. Those were not complete lessons and yet he found enough to discover the truth. While you sit around and cry, others are taking responsibility for their personal freedom and accountability to the truth.

Questions of Investigators

We are now two weeks from trial and the prosecution is meeting with witnesses every day. Most of these witnesses are clients of Dorean. The prosecution and the FBI are hired investigators in theory but truth is the last standard they observe. Our trial has now come down to no bank victims and just clients coming in to reverse engineer some possible threat of equity to the now absent victims. They will be asking you questions like did you get a loan from the bank? This is a question you will all probably volunteer an answer to though it is impossible for you to know until it is proven. Just because you received a wire and/or check is not evidence. What if I give you money out of a ponzi scheme that is really yours but you have been told it came from investment income? Does the check or money validate itself or is the accounting the truth? What they won't ask you is the questions of relevant facts. Did you create a promissory note? Are you the maker of this asset? Did you ever knowingly sell, transfer, assign, gift your interest in that asset to another party? Did you authorize the deposit created by this asset upon the books of the alleged lender to be sold, transferred, assigned, gifted to anyone? Are you certain that the alleged lender was forthright in their business dealing with you? Did they ever inform you that what they did with your asset is a trade secret and that you are not allowed to know?

Now I don't care whether you come in and lie, conspire with the government or any other evil. I told you long ago you were irrelevant to my strategies and it has to be that way because your ignorance would be dangerous to you and me if it was any other way. What puzzles me is why you wouldn't take advantage of this opportunity for your own personal growth. Question the investigators and see if they have validated your loan. Isn't this what you hired me to do? Has your goal changed or have you been convinced by all the fraud a loan existed? You will quickly see that with all the power and money these professional investigators could put towards this question they have not done the work in over two years. I suspect this is intentional! They will offer you opinion freely which is all they invested in obtaining it. Nowhere in the court processes civil or criminal or my dealing with the prosecution have they ever proven any validation of the debt. What I posted in the governments affirmations was my last attempt to verify whether these investigators were remotely honest or moron sucklings on the government teat. I'll bet not one of you used this opportunity to investigate your asset's handling, market value, or location? If you are ever wondering why you always end up on the short end of the deal here is a great example. Yes I'm here preserving your rights, title, and interest but you don't understand your own wealth? Will you ever take the responsibility for yourself and your family or will it always be the burden of someone else you can blame?

They Call Me Friend

There is a theory floating out there that Farrel, Dewey, and Bill can help me by their testimony. I'm certain that may be their intention since I do suspect them as friends. However what I suspect is a lack of wisdom. Their first mistake is making an agreement with evil on moral or ethical grounds. Facts don't matter and the truth is nowhere in the government's agenda. I picture it like my wife having a seductive friend always soliciting me in her absence. Now I continually inform my wife of this but she doesn't believe me because this has been a trusted friend a long time. The logic slips here. If wanting to prove myself right and a good husband I choose to sleep with her to prove to my wife she is not a good friend I have done so at the dissipation of our trust. It makes no sense. Billy used to complain about friends who seemed to leave him high and dry and did not remember how he had lent them money in their troubles. When he talked of them it was in comparison to his faithfulness. He perceives himself a loyal friend. Now I suspect he believes this but how can you be loyal to another if you betray yourself? These lost friends may have been unfaithful and ungrateful but how is that cured by self-preservation, for the love of self, money, possibly at the expense of hundreds of others who trusted him? How can he judge his faithless friends, by what standard? If he finds fault he condemns himself. The truth is they can't hurt me nor can they help me. The greatest they ever could have been to me was to live as great men which makes their friendship rich. To sell themselves cheap supposedly to help me is a personal deception like sleeping with my wife's sleazy friend. What they will learn in the end will be that because I didn't lower myself to help then I will be able to bend low to save them. That is friendship. Lending from your strength not your weakness. I love you guys enough to finish this course just for you. I'm taking no shortcuts, accepting all suffering and sacrifice not because you deserve it but because we are friends and that's what true friends do.

Fireside Sale

It appears that our victims or should I say the alleged victims who will not testify are going out of business in rapid succession. I have seen some concern that this disappearing act will have an affect upon my judgments. This is true but that does not mean that my damages or ability to collect upon them are disappearing. I have been structured at all times to preserve what belongs to us. Most of you don't understand my tactics or the sacrifices I'm willing to make but in the end you will see that I above all knew exactly what was happening, where I was, and what my rights and duties were. You should look at the witness list. I know half of those people are not adversarial and I know how to handle the other half. I'm insulted that at the end of the game with all the bru-ha-ha that this was all they have. Frankly I'm sensing embarrassment from my enemy. I'm certain Mr. David Hall and his trusty sidekick Bridget Martin can go through the procedures of a trial but they will never be able to make any sense of the content. I am so under-whelmed. I've filed no counter responses to their motions. I am more than content to use their witnesses, their trial strategy, and their expert witnesses. In fact I couldn't have asked for better support. Poor Mr. Alsup finally gets to see the great work of his evil presumptions and what brilliance and money can do with a lie given two years. You know what's funny about these idiots is that they know they have a dog that won't hunt but still they are willing to go through the exercise instead of admitting their error and moving on in honesty and productivity. Their whole plan has been bluff until we surrender. They have no move to make on their own only the pursuit of our consent and agreement to fold. Now their FBI profilers have already told them we won't yet they still mindlessly pursue the plan. Those trained in procedure are blind to any ingenuity to settle a matter. They can't comprehend our settlement offers, they can't comprehend our convictions, and they can't comprehend any adaptation away from their devotions and ritual. Now these are the ones that are kool-aid cult drinkers.

There is much to tell you but it will have to wait until the other side of the finish line. I've written it in other writings to preserve it but I do not want to yet disclose my boast to the retards in the finally of their folly.

Again I want to encourage you to find the promise in our suffering. A blessing is headed your way you could not have obtained through any other fashion. We had to go into the belly of the beast and you had to squirm about in your foolishness until God could correct your vision, calibrate your hope, and lead you to victory. We were never in any danger and all your fears were false. Even if you lost the treasures of this world you will discover that God was preserving them but first He was preserving you. You will know better how to structure your affairs and how to remove those fears and phobias far from you in the future. Let the peace of God that passes all understanding overtake you and before you can exhale from the release of the burden your victory will be upon you. I have seen things and heard things about my enemy and his game you wouldn't suspect but I can tell you that fear is much more problematic than in our camp. Considering all the woes we've seen here that is saying a lot. Maybe FBI stands for Fear Bred Ignorance. Just a guess. WHA? Whining Hopeless Accuser. Just another guess. DOJ? Dunces of Jesting. What do you guys think? Have fun with these idiots and their acronyms I sure am.

Heavy Bombers (September 17, 2007)

We took off to the sky
B-52s my friend Scott and I
We were men with a mission
Now in our formation position
Others came later to our flight
Trained only with the vision of sight
Oh how they panicked when we flew into night
Fatal mistakes were made in their fright
In their voice you could tell God was far away
But to us God was close in every way
All of their hopes got swallowed in fear
"We're not going to make it" was all we would hear
in the end these words proved true
not a shot from the enemy but what they failed to do
caused them to fall from the sky in a dive
trusting our commander and his training would have kept them alive
"Bombs away" our mission complete except for our journey to peace
we followed our training while the others got fleeced
Past all the smoky shadows and vapors of the enemy retort
We were headed towards our glory report
Some say we got lucky, that our survival was random
With God all things are possible so we landed in tandem.

Staying Power (September 7, 2007)

Well the final bank fraud charges are dropped. As I have said all along the bankers do not want to play with the truth. Now the trial comes down to a conspiracy with the ancillary mail and wire fraud overt acts. Are you getting scared yet? With all the resources of the government in three years they have not been able to validate one loan. Who would of thunk the question we asked four years ago would be so difficult to answer? Well apparently it is difficult and this jury and court are not going to be privy to it. We have received the trial memorandum and what a great piece of work. After all this time we have come down to economic retards and their presumptions being the great champion of deliverance. Huff and Puff and Blow your house down is the only weapon they had. It worked on Bill, Farrel and Dewey so it does have some potency but it can never persuade conviction. Have you ever asked yourself why all these great servants of the people are so afraid of the truth that they have to have a rhetorical trial about nothing to avoid a simple truth? One thing perfectly evident is that those whom you fear are the biggest cowards that exist. Bill wants to get back to his family, Farrel wanted to get back to his family, Dewey wanted to get back to his family. Let me let you in on a secret, Scott and I want to get back to our families. What we don't want to do is go back to our family without our integrity. I'm not picking on these guys for if I had not relied upon the strength of Christ I too would have truly failed. Now we are down to a trial only about our state of mind and this is what the bankers want to trust the public record with. I've tried to tell you many times you need the enemy to deliver the blessings of the Lord. Stop running from your blessing and you will see in the future that I was not a nut or had a messiah complex but courage enough to let God be God and to have every man proved a liar. Is that foolishness, bravery or just common sense? Come on people this is God we're talking about. He created everything. You're not willing to trust Him. Now that is foolishness. There are going to be many changes before the victory but God has already given us grace. You might want to hold onto your mail since our address might be changing. These BOP people just don't like being called on the carpet for their duplicitous corruption. We simply found one set of criminals and got the rest for free. Got to love America. I think God wants us to be strong and enduring. To have a little staying power while He proves Himself strong. How have you faired on this equation? Do you see yourself as one not turned out by every circumstantial twist? Well hang in there peace is rapidly approaching us sent on the fastest steeds of heaven. God's decree is urgently seeking us out and time is now our friend. Ask the Lord to increase your faith and not to diminish your trial. Staying power is what its all about and in the end your enemies will fail for all the reasons you prevailed. See you at the end of this conspiracy.

Thoughts On Our Trial (September 6, 2007)

As we all have come now to the end of our suffering and the beginning of our restoration I want to quote you a Scripture you all should have read by now if you were tracking with the Lord. I Peter 5:10-11. "And after you have suffered for a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, support, strengthen, and establish you. To him be the power forever and ever Amen." I guess in my weakness I have not been able to say anything any better than this over these two years. During this time I have tried to encourage you to trust God because it truly is his power and his glory why these events have happened upon us. You simpletons who think life is a mere greed and retribution equation have never taken the time to learn of God and His ways. He is all about showing himself strong and righteous to a retarded world. In the book of Judith there is something great said in her prayer (Chapter 9) that reflects to me what we all should be doing or should have done from the beginning. First she starts with recounting God's great activities. This was your first failure if you had not done this. When one recounts the greatness of God there is no room for doubt, fear, or trepidation. It is only in the greatness of God that faith gets its vision. Later in her prayer faith's vision is clearly expressed in this quote, "You have designed the things that are now, and those that are to come. What you had in mind has happened; the things you decided on presented themselves and said, "Here we are!" For all your ways are prepared in advance, and your judgment is with fore-knowledge."

Now this lady says this when an army too great to defeat is outside the gates of her city, cutting off the water supply and the people are dying of thirst. How is it this woman sees the opportunity for God's greatness while everyone else is faint and ready to surrender? She knew God was her defender and that God made a clear distinction between His people when they were not in rebellion and the other nations. Even the other nations knew of the difference. How is it that you don't know the difference? Perhaps there is no difference! The people of Judith's town if they all worked together for a whole year could not have gathered the wealth the army or the enemy delivered to their door in one day. I have always seen from the beginning the opportunity to have the UNITED STATES boogey-man be the vehicle of prosperity. They have done for us what we could have probably never accomplished with all our hard work. If you didn't see this from the beginning you really don't have an intimate relationship with the Living God. Don't get defensive, simply repent and learn to hear His voice. You will see all your trials differently when in His refuge. Now we have come to that moment in history where they must have a trial they cannot have. Who do you think really has the problem? We wake up relaxed while they sweat and twist in their sheets all night. Like Judith, I'm not boasting in my skills though God given, I am boasting in the Lord who had a plan from the beginning and now it has presented itself in history. Can't you see it? Half the companies that alleged to be our victims are out of business. The other half are paddling frantically to stay afloat. Imagine a trial now with disgruntled ex-employees without any paycheck or loyalty to the banks on the stand verses the one thinking he has an endless future of promotion. Imagine a juror who doesn't know anything about the serious problem of foreclosures and monkey business that was the industry standard. Imagine there not being at least one juror who isn't upside down in their house, been abused by an arm loan or negative arm. Imagine one juror not having a friend or relative who is in foreclosure trouble. Imagine two new prosecutors being ready to try this complicated case with only six weeks to prepare. Are you starting to see the environment created by God at just the right time? Do you really think Judge Aslup's presumptions carry all the weight of evidence under these circumstances? If you were a banker with a multi-trillion dollar fraud to protect would this be the chance or group of retards you would use to create a public record of your honesty? Come on people use your noggin! George Bush flip-flopped and got turned out in three weeks by the political pressure. Can you imagine that kind of pressure behind this trial? Or should I say that kind of pressure to avoid this trial.

It's a Gamble

Trial is set for October 15th, can you believe it? Ask yourself if you were the banking industry that would go to almost any length to retain their fraud, would you gamble? If you think about Mr. Alsup's role in this game he went overboard to try and hide Dorean from the public venue. That was the whole point about the sanctions and criminal referral. Now all of a sudden he's ready to give us a forum. I don't think so. If you read the trial memorandum you'll see this case is full of risk for the puppet-masters and their dirty little secret. Would you place economic retards as sentinels to protect a multi-trillion dollar fraud? Come on people these guys don't gamble. They are used to control at the highest magnitude. Now what will happen when a certain date must arrive judicially but must never arrive economically or politically? This environment is ideal for the retards to devour each other. These few weeks will be very interesting. Don't worry, we have a plan for any situation that can arise. This is where the patience of God pays off. Leopards don't change their spots its been said. Bankers don't gamble is its equivalent. I'm ready to play the cards I'm dealt as the bluff continues.

Can You See It (September 10, 2007)

One of the biggest differences I've found among people on this blog has been their vision. I ask myself how some can see the opportunity and others can only see themselves. I think self-preservation has a certain blindness. Scott is a man unique among men. He could have been out of jail easily a year and a half ago. All he had to do is make a self-preservation choice over his integrity of holding out for God's best. Now I am an easy villain with my back-ground and attitude but how do you rail on this man? His sacrifices for people who could care less about him, his pains, or sorrows cannot be slighted. I have seen him struggle in all ways. Bill, Farrel, and Dewey struggled but when measuring himself before God trusted beyond his understanding. I delight now that his reward is rapidly approaching him. In the book of Judith, she saw an opportunity in the army seizing her town while others only saw their demise and God's shortcomings. Now the mortgage industry is catching up to the evils we challenged. The skirt of these whores is being lifted and even you blind people are seeing their perversion. I don't hear your rhetoric when the crowd would join you. Are you afraid to talk of other's future when it is obvious and you're not special? What is your remedy now but to blame the foolish borrowers? Another original idea I bet you'll think. Not until you learn what Scott knows will you ever see the opportunities right in front of your face.

Kurt Gets Life

I am currently working on a prophetic statement to file upon the record. What offends me most about these spiritual reprobates who spend their whole life denying their future of irreverence towards the Lord can so easily prophecy to me I'm going to get life. Having gone now through just about every jackass they can throw at me and hearing the same hellish retort I asked the Lord to give me the true words of a prophet against them. To me only one brave enough to surrender his life to the living God can truly know the future. Not because he has the ability but because he has the relationship with truth. Fortune tellers have the assistance of the devils who can report on what appears as future events but is really their ability to manipulate lives that creates the results broadcast. God is the future. Whatever He says comes to pass and He can even use the devils and their manipulation. At the time of this writing it is only partially completed, but by this posting I want you to look for it. It will be in the hands of witnesses to confirm it has been filed. I think a time and date stamped prophecy will be an added witness that God has always been in charge of these events and fools are never to be believed. I'm not going to get life and you're not going to get ripped off. I'm going to give life and you're going to get blessed. I say it in advance because I have superior will of which I'm tethered taking me and you to the future.

This Had To Be Said (August 27, 2007)

I can identify with the prolonged suffering all the clients have borne. What you must know is that it was necessary to expose the state of our hearts. One of the descriptions used by God for sinners is "wild ass men". Anybody who has had to deal with an ass knows it a good metaphor. I had a friend who had an unusually stubborn ass so he leashed it to a rather stubborn bull. The ass would dig in its heals, sit, or meander at its own will until it ran into a superior will. Whatever the bull wanted to do was what the ass was going to do, like it or not. Like yourselves being tethered to the superior will of Christ has shown me some of my wild ass tendencies. For me this has been essential in my dealing towards you. What disturbed me most about your behavior was that apparently most of you joined our program not for truth but some other wild ass reason. The result was a senseless blame, foolish ridicule, and confusion. Though I have done more than you can imagine protecting your interest, your ignorance and susceptibility to lies has made me the villain. This type of betrayal is not terms of endearment. Yet in this milieu I too have the pull of the leash upon me. God’s great mercy towards my wild ass nature allows me not to judge you too harshly. As I come to the finish line I would be tempted to punish the faithless and to reward the faithful. The way I structured my affairs completely gives me that power. Real strength is not the exertion of your power but your restraint of it when it can justifiably be used. The harsh words I express here as a teacher are not reflective of my heart towards you as a man. All are forgiven. As a teacher I must make a distinction between the faithful and faithless but not in love and understanding. True love teaches, embraces, and practices truth. Even if you have been wild asses, learn that your heart was easily exposed by the cares of this world, repent and give your will over to one superior. If God can give me grace for those who offend me how much more is His grace directly towards you wild asses. Know that when God delivers His victory to Dorean you will not be excluded. What I want is an apology and your assistance to expedite your blessing. Defeating these spiritual reprobates, economic retards, and moral midgets, is really only the beginning. There is much more work to do. Hopefully the unexpected defeat of the giant will give you the tenacity to do the second half of the journey better than the first. As a man possessed with all the frailties equal to yours I implore you to find the same strength I found in Christ.

The Blessing (August 20, 2007)

The blessing was common in the spiritual communities of the Scriptures. The one whom blesses was generally somebody of greater importance or quality over the one whom was being blessed. Some of the obvious examples was fathers over their sons like Jacob over his twelve sons. Another was Shem (as Melchizedek) over Abraham. Now Abraham was the great patriarch of faith but still Shem was greater. Jesus blessed the little children and many others. It is in this fashion that I would like to speak a blessing upon the clients. My greatness over you is not as a man but as one educated apart from your ignorance in finance, law, and tactical warfare in the world of commerce. I also believe I have proven myself a champion of the faith over most of you. Behind all that I will invoke the greatness of Christ as I ask Him to bless you. That is the ultimate reason why I in my authority position do not lord it over you but in a ministerial capacity seek God for your welfare, like Moses did.

My heavenly Father in the greatness of your Son look down upon the clients of the Dorean Group who trusted us with the plan you gave us and deliver them the promised victory. Most of all give them the revelation that they are safe to trust you and that all their worry was sin. Restore unto them all that was lost while you patiently delivered your mercy to the evil thieves. Do not be slack in your giving because if you were eager to bless the evil ones how much more those whom you called under the shelter of your wings? Bless their families with health, virtue, and wisdom. Let them place their foot on the neck of their enemies and to lift their hands toward heaven in praise. Teach them to sing of your glories and goodness and spare them from the troubles you are about to bring upon the wicked. Restore the breaches in friendships that the lies had created and make these relationships greater than before. Humble the proud and strengthen the meek so that they will seek each other in fellowship. Give me the wisdom to finish this course and to deliver the prosperity. Make all those who sought to destroy and plunder be shamed while your faithful are honored. Peal back the territories of the bankers and let your people walk in a season of prosperity and peace. Let our younger brother turn his eyes to another prey and delight in our joys and freedoms. Embarrass the con artist with their Freddie Macs and Fannie Mae's. Cause those entities to be a byword and to cease to exist. Most of all let this trial be used as a testimony that you are faithful, steadfast in your love, merciful, kind, and diligent about our care. Thank you for keeping us all until your blessing arrives. In the name of the only holy and living God and His Christ I bless you poor suffering clients with the goodness I have known and the promises I was given long before you appeared in my life. Be well and see the deliverance of your God.

Your Fleshly Champion (August 20, 2007)

On August 14, 16 and 17th 2007 we met with the prosecution to hammer out a deal. In the end they were stuck on about 7-8 years for the two of us and about 5 for Bill. It was a very revealing time to finally have some communication with the strangers who seem to think they know so much about your life. We tried to keep the negotiations about the facts of the case but they were not having it. I'm giving you some of the amendments I tried to have incorporated in the plea agreement. You'll notice I am still asking for the all elusive validation of debt. Ms. Dimke was quick to offer her opinion that the debts were valid but none will take on the liability of a factual statement. The below government affirmations were to modify what they didn't say and the Defendant affirmations were in addition to the affirmations they had already written for us. I want you to pay close attention to the fleshly desires of your champion. You clients who really believe these liars are beyond foolish. Just reading these provisions should let you know clearly that I am still acting as your fiduciary protecting your interest even at my own peril. I am a perfect example to these so called representatives what they should be doing in their public office. Instead I got used car salesmen who don't have the courage to tell their bosses they will not execute evil trying to scare me into their false understandings of the future. I have always been amazed how prophetic men who don't have a relationship with God can be about their futures or the futures of others. Kathia Colon one of the FBI agents was present. She is a beautiful woman who wears her pregnancy well. I'm certain having been a parent now 3-times that she is having expectations of an easy delivery and a healthy child. Likewise that is my desire for her and her husband, but that expectation can only be a hope real in the generosity of God. What if the child is still born or unhealthy? Will the FBI be there to make it healthy with their paycheck? Will she pray to the paycheck or weep to her employer? I suspect not. In fact I bet she would give every worldly possession she has to save the child. If that is the reality why is it that these people without any reverence for God would under orders condemn innocence and participate in this charade they call criminal justice. They think we have drunk the kool-aid! Secondly Spero Stamos was present, another FBI agent, one who was present at our raid, and he made gestures that he has been studying the subject matter and he knows it is complicated. They know we are not con-men and that we are telling the truth but because an entire gaggle of economic retards and political hacks sing the marching orders they won't stand up and be counted as men who revere the Living God. He claims to understand my convictions of faith and I will say that this is yet to be proven because my brothers in Christ are not cowards.

Their was no braver act in history than to march to the cross solely on the promise of God's word. Until you practice the same faith of Christ you are a coward and not fit for the kingdom of God. Don't think I'm picking on these people by telling them the truth. I have prayed for all of them to get stupid knocked out of their souls. As I write this now I am on my last 40-day fast for them to make the right choice. Unlike these blind prophets I do have a relationship with God and do understand the plans he has for me in the future. On the 17th we switched courses and this course is short. If they would go into their prayer closets and speak to God they would discover that I never had a chance of defeat and that this long delay was not our ineptness but our patience and God's mercy graciously giving them opportunity to see the truth. I have always been completely under-whelmed by their evil. I was more than prepared for my enemy and yours long before they ever appeared. When I said on TV that the dumbest thing the government could do was to bring criminal charges I knew what I was saying and giving them a stern warning not to go down the path of stupid but none would listen. Ms. Dimke plainly stated she could not insert these affirmations. She is not ignorant and know the concepts of law I addressed in them. By her denial she admits she is a drone without any self accountability. Funny she was about to hop on a plane which I am certain she has many frequent hours upon. It takes faith in the pilot and the machine to even hop on this plane and yet she will not exercise that amount of faith on her eternal salvation. This is a look at your champion! They are blind to any real truth though they all hope to benefit from God and condemn themselves by their own testimony over and over again. Those of you in the faith will understand this comment. The courageous never have to fear the scheming of the cowards because they can never fathom the lands they walk or what type of traps to lay. How much more those whose footsteps are ordered of the Lord? Victory will be swift and complete and it will separate the sheep from the goats.

The Government Affirmations:
The government confirms and affirms to the grantor's and beneficiaries of the various respective surnamed trusts incidental to this agreement and to all Dorean Group clients that they independently verified that the loan agreements relevant to the real property of the trusts res was materially true in the statements made and that no material omissions were present that would make the document false or misleading. That the lenders complied fully with the principals of public policy which are honesty in fact, fair dealing, full disclosure, reasonable skill, diligence, care, and good faith, as well as all applicable laws, statutes and regulations.

We further affirm that based on this verification we assert that the trustees of the relevant surnamed trusts erred in their remedy in that they violated public policy, the Uniform Commercial Codes, and their fiduciary obligations in that they subjected the trusts to damages by causing a breach of a valid loan contract, and subsequent mortgage instrument.

We confirm and affirm that should proof ever surface that the above affirmations are false or misleading against public policy this agreement will be void ab initio and the case/account will be settled by a dismissal with prejudice.

We confirm and affirm that in the event of forfeiture and/or restitution that the government is not obtaining any claim superior or paramount to any other creditor and that other assets of equal or greater value can be accepted as settlement over that which has already been seized.


The Defendant's Affirmations:
I confirm that the facts as stated herein are accepted as true based on the government's affirmations, to eliminate any controversy, to come to an accord, and to accept the government's offer to settle and close this case/account in accordance with public policy.

I confirm that none of the limitations as to remedies for redress shall hinder my right to obtain the factual truth in the matter and that if any waiver has been agreed to prior it is modified and not to be construed as any limitation toward the pursuit of truth.


Sure seems like contracting doesn't it? I've been trained all my life in business not in the parameters of procedure. I always know my footing and that is further evidence your champion is ill equipped. If you can educate yourself out of your ignorance you might want to switch champions. Better hurry though time is of the essence.