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Safe guarding gods children arch dioceses of Milwaukee

The many blessings taking classes at Saint Marks Catholic Church safe guarding gods children arch dioceses of Milwaukee raising my granddaughter from walking my pre schooler to our lady of mount Carmel kindergarten St Theresa to first grade holy rosary singing in the choir stewardship helping teachers volunteering when Catholic school were being shined we stood strong meetings writing letters saving jobs saving Wisconsin Catholic schools giving my granddaughter a safe place to learn growing in faith without slander wrath and fear through baptism holy communion we were so bless to have nuns priest archbishop doing a time where being catholic brought hatred confusion and fear what a blessing I donated my pop photo 1944 Christmas mass St John XXlll young Ratzinger Pope Benedict in Rome during WWll to the Abby to the nuns and the priests as my writing the archdiocese Milwaukee saved five Catholic schools by combining them into one all saints just like 1944 Rome all saints what a blessing my granddaughter played the violin for archdiocese most reverend Jerome Listeki cutting the ribbon at Saint Mary's saving Wisconsin catholic schools public schools were filled with bullies corruption was furious because I wore wires pregnant for the Fbi pregnant buying weapons and drugs the Catholic Church was our refuge just like 1944 Rome Saint Sebastian where soldiers and priests were protected from being murdered for their religious beliefs protecting safeguarding us god was absent from the public school surviving being a confidential human source Fidelity bravery and integrity judges blowing his brains out district attorney falsifying evidence falsifying documents resigning while organised crime corrupt prison guards abuse of government positions actually using abuse of power brutally beating severe disabled inmates finally falsifying evidence falsifying information falsifying documents to cause harm inhumane lack of civil human rights especially upon FBI confidential human sources my life in grave danger the unseen terror that sent a federal judge to blow his own brains out unwilling unable to continue this living with this unholy madness painful cover ups traumatised completely devastating by mental emotional cruelty abuse of power brutality excessive bullying by persons of power leading to the decline totally destroying destruction of human society hence thee widespread corruption totally undermined trust in institutions which reduces the effectiveness of governance resulting in inequality and social division dividing and conquering the human process human civil cruelty of humanity investing government offices attacking disabled families disabled inmates abuse of power sadly domestic violence victims hence the torturing of FBI informants and their families i contacted the FBI and Scott walker’s office after the severe brutal torture of a severely disabled inmate in shackles and handcuffs behind his back beaten into a coma by two guards weigh three hundred pounds leaving him in his own feces six days in a coma disturbed medics and other inmates looked in horror sheer blessings Milwaukee Fbi heard my plea rescuing the disabled inmate investigating the severe corruption abuse of power organized crime that devours government offices abuse of power by persons of trust falsifying human lives to deliberate cause harm singling out confidential human sources I felt alone realising my speaking out to therapist about my suffering mental stress hearing my fetus heartbeat could cause shame to the female special agent Paula Brand Chicago Fbi who actually installed the wires on my unborn child this led to my stalkers jay Townsend Johnson Henry impersonating in order to expose me to Jamaican killers dealers exposing me as an fbi informant ME a RAT to abuse of power corruption violent offenders gang leaders Catrina Bell mckissick and throughout the prison system to ensure my untimely death my punishment for wearing wires pregnant for the FBI buying weapons and drugs from junk sick cops rage envy terror complete terror corruption at it’s finest being controlled by my bullies my attackers my stalkers my assassins data breaches and identity fraud upon me severe terror sending me terrorist threats bullying intimidation I literally begged the FBI to help my family as assassins arrived to murder us in order to extort my American poetry to allow a corrupt officers niece to impersonate me and gain royalties from my American poetry again to punish me for being a RAT I in dire need broken brain injured very ill hated by abuse of power suffering i horrid enough to force anyone to end their own life God comforted me as I walked through processions praying the rosary singing in the choir total distress with I suffered a fall down a flight of stairs fractured my hip pelvis severe pain and suffering hardship ptsd anxiety i couldn't walk crawling on the floor to make a cup of tea my church family helped until my son arrived to help care for me meanwhile high ranking mafia leaders attacking a grandmother and her children literally in hiding fearing my safety BEING MENTALLY TORTURED BY JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY JAMAICAN DEALERS IDENTITY FRAUD IMPERSONATING MY IDENTITY RECIVING PAYMENTS ON BEHALF OF MY DISABILTY SEVERE CRIMINAL INTENT TO MURDER ME AND RESUME MY IDENTITY DETROIT HITMEN I chose to safeguard god’s children I chose to survive domestic violence slander abuse of power organised crime corruption survived wearing wires pregnant for the Federal Bureau of Investigation buying weapons and drugs from junk sick cops staying in my faith was all I knew my children are architects teacher’s principals aerospace engineers drone pilots serving in Israel serving our country we survived identity theft data breaches killers dealers wannabe mafiosos corruption bullies attacking a broken brain injured grandmother here in America for we walk by faith not by sight God bless Catholic schools in America God bless the United States of America

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