In the Midnight Hour

May 3, 2017.  About Me. Today even before I heard on Starbucks music, In the Midnight Hour by Wilson Pickett, I was mentally prepared that tonight is going to be brutal. Last night was brutal: repeatedly, easy button laser beam extreme pressure, pain, on my bladder, and easy button laser beam tinnitus and shocks to my head. And tonight will probably be worse—today is Molly’s Tenant Association Meeting.

Bulletin board flyers (including Stand by Your Pan!) and Molly’s Tenant Association Meeting notice, and some clothing in a 6 Piece Bed Set bag and a Banana Republic jacket, 11th floor elevator vestibule, Brooklyn YWCA, May 3, 2017
6 Piece Bed Set, May 3, 2017, the day of Molly’s Tenant Association meeting
I’m gonna wait ’til the midnight hour
That’s when my love comes tumbling down
I’m gonna wait ’til the midnight hour
When there’s no one else around
I’m gonna take you girl and hold you
And do all things I told you in the midnight hour
Yes I am, yes I am
One more thing I just wanna say right here
I’m gonna wait till the stars come out
And see them twinkle in your eyes
I’m gonna wait ’till the midnight hour
That’s when my love begins to shine
You’re the only girl I know
That can really love me so in the midnight hour
Oh yeah, in the midnight hour
Yeah, alright, play it for me one time now
I’m gonna wait ’til the midnight hour
That’s when my love comes tumbling down
I’m gonna wait, wait ’til the midnight hour
That’s when my love begins to shine, just, you and I
Oh baby just, you and I
Nobody around baby, just, you and I, alright
You know what, I’m gonna hold you in my arms
Just, you and I, oh yeah in the midnight hour
Oh baby in the midnight hour

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/wilsonpickett/inthemidnighthour.html

I sometimes talk aloud, when I’m in my room. Especially if I’m angry, when I experience any kind of physical or “gaslight” torture. I sometimes make comments, for example,

[when I hear rattling noise in the hallway while I’m preparing to go to bed, and when I feel a shock in my body while I’m praying:] Whatever happens in this room while I am asleep, won’t stay in this room.

I don’t care how many pairs of my panties are stretched out of shape, I’ll just go to the store and buy more!  Thanks to JPMorgan, I can afford to do that!

No matter how much sadistic pain I feel in my body, Jehovah God gives me the strength to endure.

I am not going to be involved in torturing people!  I’m a Christian. I would rather be tortured than torture.

I am not joining the network!  I am not reporting to anybody where I’m going and when I’ll be back!   I report to Jehovah God, and only to Jehovah God.  I will not be told where to go and what to wear and what to say and what to do!  JEHOVAH GOD IS MY SHEPHERD.

The wrath of Jehovah God is upon you, Mormon Church of Satan.
cc all Mormon barristers