My return to the east coast on 11/4/94 was because of what
was at a level of continuance after I had separately hit a
major bump in the road. The level of paranormal activity
here is like bread and butter and was directed right through
by the FBI of New York with what had measured out. I got
lucky with the conflict of interest concern I returned east
with for such a level of progress that was made.
Things evolved in the manner they did with so much greatness
taking place with phenomenal meaning present. This has much
to do with my presence at Grateful Dead concerts. This also
goes much further within the music & entertainment
industry as well as the broadcasting world. The emphasis
here is about my presence at some very high-level rock band
concerts, but it’s really a much bigger picture being
deliberated about. The theme of this series is the FBI
requested clearance that wasn’t provided. After being put
on my ass 9/3/88 after being singled out by Jerry Garcia at
the end of the 17-year unsung “Ripple” that night, the next
sign of being on my own with the level of things was during
and after the last concert of that tour. At that last
concert, there is a nice Mona Lisa-type story to reflect on
and tell. I had attended 15/17 concerts on that tour and had
two passes for a Gala reception in Greenwich Village after
the concert that both Jerry and Bobby would be at.
With what had taken place 9/3/88, I had to be open to Jerry
Garcia taking me home after the Gala reception in Greenwich
Village after the last concert of that tour that I had $250
Rainforest Benefit mail order tickets for. As could be
expected, from the last line of “Ripple”, it was almost
written in the stars that I had to begin to interact with
some role-playing. What happened was very eventful, and a few
days later, the extra tour was announced, beginning 2 ½ weeks
later, which pointed me in the direction to continue west.
That was where my home was going to be, where the Grateful
Dead played year-round. This literature is about openly
advancing towards becoming public material which is the kind
of mission within this parable. While working on this case
from different perspectives, I began studying acting in ‘06
shortly after moving to Los Angeles with the kind of momentum
I had for the fame that I was kind of chasing.
Before I was dismissed completely from the FBI because of
the clearance not being provided, they had advised that a
camcorder be funded for me to purchase halfway through the
one-month investigation. I had contacted them for the first
time on my own from Maui because of the initial bump in the
road continuance in California that took place in New York
beginning about 18 months after the clearance wasn’t
provided. I was a person the FBI wanted to help with this
high-level situation and felt there was more than a good
enough reason to contact them with what had continued in Maui.
While working on this case, I began studying acting in ‘06
shortly after moving to Los Angeles with the kind of momentum
I had for the fame that I was kind of chasing. I had a small,
quick thought about acting before moving to Los Angeles from
Vermont where I resided after Maui. I had studied Linux
independently after symbolically attending UVM for two summer
sessions and two semesters with all the mayhem that had taken
place in my life when living in New York. I was partially
influenced with hearing stuff about Forbes when living at the
formerly owned by Mike Gordon of Phish’s guest house. The
author of the “Angela’s Ashes” series who had bought the house
for his daughter that I knew from Grateful Dead tour rented
the guest house for me and the paralegal I had given residency
to after the attorney he worked for sent in a Freedom of
Information Act to the FBI about the assessment that was made.
I’ve never auditioned because of the kind of goals I was
working with.
