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March 27, 2007 at 2:49 am

(1) Francis O'Keefe Jr. says:

March 26 of 2007

This letter I wrote to lawyers, but can and should be read by everyone.

I am being murdered, by “people” who enjoy torturing, causing great pain without reason, but who also seek to “become” as if great!

I have tried to finish this letter and review it, but I do not have time to wait. My letter eventually therefore became a series of statements, not placed where related. Therefore please bear the at times “disorder”.

I ask that you do not contact those mentioned before you speak to me.

The letter is long, and since I am always running against the stupid, hence false, reasons for not reading my letters, including that it is “too long”, I ask that it be read, long length not making it the writing of an idiot.

In blue indicates within parentheses, in red what I have added and have not searched for their places within the text, not inserted yet where they must be.

I am sixty-eight years of age. I am defamed, by it said, among other lies, that I am black, and I am beggared (While in Merriam-Webster Dictionary the definition can provide knowledge that the transitive verb beggar means to destroy self, much better is my proof, which I told some and in one month the ACLU presented suit against the City of Miami in favor of the “homeless”, winning the case by it, not by the other two also presented over the radio waves as winning the case. I then lived in beggary, and I remained in beggary. Someone became famous and must have received wealth for his theft from someone in beggary of a writing conceived to demonstrate that in beggary no one is by his will, beggared, that beggaring exists and is committed!) in being, murdered, and therefore also materially temporal, thus eventually murdered, by that falsehood about being me, and being me and rest taken, for which much killing of being me and destroying of me must be done to achieve, which includes the feeling of being white, as they place into me the lie that I am black, amazingly for me to believe it, or for me to be dominated by it and be unable to reject it, and perhaps for others to perceive it and reject me. This defamation is based on my second cousins being mulattoes. My maternal uncle married a mulatto woman, and therefore the children are mulattoes. Seeing them and an explanation not asked nor given, they immediately use it as evidence for what they want: to beggar and be enriched off the beggared. But my cousins they are them, and I am me. And their mother mulatto does not make my maternal uncle mulatto: mulattoes are not a race.

Apparently they claim that blacks cannot be great, and that consequently I have from my very famous and very wealthy aunts, Georgia O’Keeffe, the famous American painter, and her sister Anita, known as Mrs. Robert Young, New York Central Railroad and Allegheny Corporation. (After the suicide of Robert Young, Anita elected herself CEO of the Allegheny, since she owned more than half of the stock.) I only met Georgia once, for three months, when I was fourteen, Anita would not meet me, Ida, another aunt, the only one who wrote to me constantly save the husband of Catherine, Ray O. Klennert, died before I was to meet her. Of Klennert I was robbed of memory, and hence did not continue to write to him, upon arriving in the United States repatriated from Cuba. I met and lived with my aunt Claudia in Beverly Hills, and I only met one of my cousins and her children, Mrs. June Sebring. Their help was minimal, and the harm they did to me enormous.

Members of government are involved in this, along with many professionals and very wealthy “people”, with them many in poverty. The reason for the defamation, involvement of so many, and for sixty-five years of this is that I am great. Ever since one doctor exclaimed in anger that the hernia I had could not exist because of my age, when I lived in beggary, I have not been cured by any doctor of anything except for one [I did not return to the doctor who stated that the hernia had therefore been caused to me, because I was and am also dominated to not ask for help, not even from those whose talk indicates they will help me. (See Dr. Cohn within parentheses further in this paragraph, and something else more clearly showing this, which I cannot remember now.) Jung wrote that complexes are a union of something of the inside of a person with something from the outside. He wrote he did not know if they had intelligence or not. It is people, and I told the Jungian psychologist Willard this, and she did not answer, and I could not react to her silence and stupid smile which does not mean anything except what the type she is claims it means, that I am being murdered by them, and that I cannot understand since it does not have any meaning except what they claim they give it. Jung also called who does this, as I understand it, “The Terrible Mother”, saying it is an archetype of the Collective Unconscious, not a human.], of athlete’s foot. The hernia became a double hernia and finally was taken out a few months ago, but another double hernia in three weeks appeared in its places, and seven doctors said they did not know what it was, including the surgeon who took the first out! Before the “eliminating” of the double hernia, I was even operated by being Baker Acted! The operation was for an ischemic stroke, the surgeon saying my carotid veins were 90% occluded. Is that possible? The symptoms moved, and still move, around and speak, unjustly accusing me in regards to events of my life, and adding things of today. I never heard of this as a stroke! (“Conspiracy!” exclaimed doctor Cohn in “jest”.) I could not ask for the help I have been very desperately seeking because of the beggaring, nor did he say more.

I am losing my eyesight, as I am losing all, which was attacked since I was a boy. (My mother used to take me to the movies every Sunday to see the cartoons. One day headaches began to appear after returning from the movie. Eyeglasses were the cure. In finding I needed glasses, why about ten years?) I therefore will be murdered, somatically, previously raped, before losing my eyesight and much more, such as intelligence. Today it is said I have cancer, and I have undergone chemotherapy, only one session left for the treatment to be finished. The oncologist, Dr. Cusnir, said I am doing fine. What fine means here I do not know. The treatment by one of the nurses at the Mount Sinai Comprehensive Cancer Center in Miami Beach three days ago, she oriental, or part oriental, her skin dark, African American Eurasian?, was that she was to fight me physically, she pretending I could not order her to take out the needle in my vein, she causing constant pain, not withdrawing it in spite of my demands, finally doing so, and then looking at me as if she was to physically fight me! This states the defamation of I being black, and the danger I am in from it. They believe I am inferior to them and cannot command them in regards to my health, or they pretend it must be so and I must accept it. Later she came to the examining room in which I waited for Dr. Cusnir, very apologetic and as if frightened or frightened, saying she came to place a band aid over the cotton over the needle wound, and that the blood had been possible to be taken out in the quantity needed, which I found strange because it is the second time this has happened, the first with another nurse, at another hospital. I do not know what else to say and do in these situations, not having been educated in this matter and not having had friends, depending mostly on my self. I, still very angry told her she was stupid for believing she could fight me, for with one blow by my fist I could kill her. (The psychologist Willard did the same to me, but then I could not even let her know I had noticed, a very ridiculous action by her. Her act makes me believe she is lesbian. I am a gentleman. She probably continued in life believing she could fight bigger men than me, which maybe fortunately she put into practice. They become amazingly emboldened!) I do not know if I am being cured or not of cancer, or if I am being made more ill, perhaps treated for an illness I do not have, but an illness I do have, because of the pains. Everywhere I go it is the same. I do not look mulatto at all! I am better physically since the appearance of the pains that caused the examination to determine if I have cancer, but the pains in my face and head continue, and if I do not take the pills against pain they reappear in the abdominal area, in the abdominal area where they appeared and stated I am ill, and it said it is from cancer, biopsies performed at the same time the double hernia was eliminated.

I am not able to remember now every word I need to use. It is wonderful to know many words and be able to use them well. But it is true that not only words but all that I remember is stolen, as of these repugnancies are always next to me, in a way that I only know to name by psychically. They attack me psychically, mentioning situations in which they claim I committed a crime, oftentimes absurdities. However all of them were proven to not be crimes by me and it seems by others, and they know it. Can you believe their vocabulary is extensive?

From where do they obtain the force they can use against me? Who is behind this, that they can send a female, “my” payee, to me to rob me of everything, a female well known for what she is and does, pretending to marry me and that I was unfaithful to her as right to beggar me and she enriched.? And no one explains anything to me! Of what am I accused that I cannot know? Since you are a lawyer by diploma, I do not know if by being, by experience with over one hundred lawyers I must remind you of the Law. The Law is Justice, not to put in power a group, even if it is the èlite, that may by it, the Law, rule by tyranny. To provide any group with a sanctity that does not exist is to commit a serious crime against liberty, which is the only way in which we, whatever common noun is used to name me, are able to live, the criminals attacking me able to live under Justice, but we not under tyranny. But that they may be of the high class, the true, the whatever, does not mean they never err, does not mean that they are perfect, does not mean that they have not deceived many and are believed to be high class or whatever, or that they form another group not high class, called true for instance, their imperfection oftentimes including vanity and naiveté. For this someone demanding a trial, be it a test or a trial in which the members of the tribunal are the true, the high class, the èlite, whichever the name, must be provided by the accused demands. It is not a question of granting it, it is demanded by Law, thus by Justice. So my dear lawyers you must act in accordance to the oath of the profession you claim to practice, not as if it were to train for a game which never is played.

I obviously do not know what to say, to whom to say it, where to find what to say, except to write to someone who wishes to discard the evils they claim are Justice, as real lawyers must be willing to read and hear. Field of practice is not reason to reject this kind of case. Any lawyer that is licensed to practice and present suit in a Court of Law as a lawyer about any matter can do so. They claim they are imposing Justice, but Justice is reality, and the moment reality is relegated to nothing, which is by falsehoods said to be Justice, we do not have Justice reigning. Falsehoods exist, they are real, but do not state reality, hence they are falsehoods. To impose what they say is to impose what does not exist, not reality. The Law is composed of truths, hence of reality. Reality in this case is that whomsoever is condemned and demands he be recognized as the opposite must be heard, not treated en masse, with criminals, by the association with them caused by beggaring, that is, “whomsoever is beggared is a criminal”, pretense that there is never a crime committed by these acts, nor error, the foolish argument that only the good people, the true, are able to beggar, and therefore error nor crime made. I do know how I am, and that I am being murdered for money and much more, including to disappear in being and then there will not be evidence to how I am. In regards to whom to ask in person for this help, I always lose awareness, memory, of I needing to ask them for help, except when it is the crooks I am to ask. I am obviously suffering from a complex, which is people, which Jung also stated it is, as I wrote here, from beggaring, as the Courts of the United States stated by my proof. And I am condemned for supporting the writings by Jung because they are falsehoods to destroy the great. Whatever they wish is crime, and whatever will punish them.

I am accused of committing almost innumerable crimes, it seems all the crimes committed by mankind, and many more non crimes they claim are crimes, such as I not having learned this and that, in particular the Bible, as if it were required reading, which they claim have brought upon me as one of the punishments that they to do to me what they say I did to others. Therefore they enter my apartment when they wish, use my PC, steal from it, send letters through it, steal objects, steal mail, steal being me, steal an inheritance (thus maybe they did steal other inheritances), seek to rape me, steal my inventions, etc., refuse to hold a trial of this, prevent my rights to reign. I wonder what my power was that I could intimidate judges into declaring an innocent person guilty, or resort to dishonest judges, rape, steal, murder, for they claim they do to me the crimes I did to others. Oh yes, of course, Batista and Castro, for I am also accused of being a communist. “He stole? Then I will steal from him!”, He raped, then I will rape him!” Rather enjoyable, will you not say? To punish by a crime is to commit a crime. Pederasty is forbidden by Justice, but pederasts claim to have found a way by which they raping, including heterosexuals, is legal: that is punishment. Very enjoyable to uphold Justice. And so criminals are now decent citizens. They must have written my name in a black list, perhaps stating why somewhere else, and “everyone” dutifully believes what it states. I can do the same about anyone, only no one is to consult the list I make. Of course, I am so stupid as having Georgia and Anita as my aunts nevertheless having committed petty and major crimes, all, “interestingly”, punishable by the “accusers” enriched off me. Does that tell you something? And I committed them beginning at the wonderful ripe age of three years, I therefore could not know of the wealth of my aunts, by an act which was “judged” as degenerate, but which meant, in our culture, great joy for someone, and therefore the “wisdom” of the crook to withhold committing crimes could not be present. I then was living in that culture until eighteen years later. At six another similar “judgment”, well prepared beforehand. At ten, in third grade, a billfold placed in my handkerchief pocket so I would appear to have stolen it, its owner soon shouting her billfold had been stolen. How did she know it was stolen? Could she not have misplaced it? At around that age my mother accusing me of being a thief, as she had a lover, my father alive, living in the same home with her. At eight I do not remember what they did, but perhaps it was my mother accusing me of stealing. She did not ask a question to know what else had happened, she knew I had to be taught to not steal, as everyone else accusing me. I can continue, but it will make this letter too long, and I know of the adage for not reading long letters.

I cannot send to you a drawing to judge me. That is more for others. I cannot prove much by letters except what words can state. I can write truth but cannot do anything more by letters usually. I write more narratives and explanations than great works. Over one hundred lawyers refusing to help makes the clear statement you are all imbeciles. Force does not make right, but can impose crime as Justice, behind and after which nonsense is said as truth. “History [is often] written by the victor.” Social criminals, as I called them, will claim nonsense socially, to society, in the effort to obtain they are approved to commit the crime they want to commit, and they do receive the approval often. Do you now know what tyranny is? All are little tyrants. But only imbeciles believe that crime is better than honesty. They are “the immediate”, as I named them too, for they only seek their immediate “benefit”, stealing. That they destroy much more than they obtain, and thus forego receiving many more benefits, including those that will save their lives and keep them healthy, they do not care for, it is the now that to them matters. In this, whom I named “the Stoics” also are involved, “people” who claim that good things have made Americans soft, and therefore that I must suffer to become strong. I rather remain weak.

The “ischemic stroke”? I still walk losing balance: they seek to destroy that of me which make me walk handsomely, and which is more power than that. Foreign governments and publications reject my letters without opening them. I must be Christ!

I know all I think is heard by these criminals, and they of course then present it as theirs. Some must have been hearing for a long time, and done what I was to do, as I was being maintained as if unconscious of almost all I can do. (In this there is a humorous note: One obtained from me the time of 2:00 a.m. as the time of making land of a hurricane. He even shouted it in joy to others. Only it was not for that hurricane, but for the next. Maybe he then claimed to have become Christ by having my being, as others who then claim to be Christ is to have the power and right to do anything they wish, including committing crime. Were Georgia and Anita Christ?

You know all of this? My goodness, you are the first. No? The others know it? Why do they not impose it?

In poverty, white, great, I am said to be black who has of whites, and so they flock to obtain more of “whom I have”, but being me this the pains are becoming terrible. Theirs is not a peculiar thinking: they know they can pretend I am black with of someone to obtain of being me. But when the oncologist permits what he permitted, then there is a graver danger.

Is it that I am robbed of being the Lord? A mulatto female psychologist attacked me claiming I could not be great, the Lord Christ?, because I am black, homosexual, I heterosexual, a coward, (I suppose psychologists claim they know how people are because they are psychologists.) and so calling me black homosexual proceed as written to support the one being made from being me. Fay was brought to me on purpose for this. However, powers of mine I see in others, and if this paragraph is true in I the Lord, then the false Lord is incomplete. Fay did “accuse” me of being a coward, and when she “accused” me a great explosion I would hear and lose memory of what happened. She made this public, and wherever I go I encounter these criminals who although acting psychically do so resting on the belief that I am a coward and that they do not need to fear assaulting me. I was being prevented from reading her report of me! The violence against me is also great in threat. And they even claim that I give to them of myself in fear of them, but this was imposed on me and I do not know how to stop it! (El en aprieto mira ‘n da.) Now I am too weakened to be able to defend myself, and I have cancer and other illnesses. An ex-girlfriend, a silly noun, accused me of being a coward in combat in war. I have never been in combat! I was in the underground and experienced great danger.

My payee, who was chosen to so be by the then local Social Security office without I told, and who has been also murdering me, whenever I showed to a good product in a market the product disappeared from being sold. She therefore uses me, knowing I am one who cannot be placed under, as a source of her to receive more “pay” for doing what she does, to deprive the rabble of the best. She therefore knows I am one who is not to be harmed, and yet she does it, which is in agreement with how they are.

Perhaps there are photographs of me with effeminates. This may have happened with one of them dressed as a woman, and during a hypnosis session in which I was the hypnotized. This, if true, will show that there is conspiracy.

To be robbed of being is one of the greatest tragedies that can befall anyone. However to lose being great means to lose much loving. Criminals do not love, and so they say I am a criminal. As “I am less” I am less loved. And being isolated y these attacks and as if people I never could establish friendships.

Men, who are very stupid, and who hate the high classes, the highest in particular, because they are stupid, pretend that I am homosexual desiring them, and they pretend to return the liking, or are they homosexuals? They live in their minds. Anyway the calumny is also of I being homosexual, and there is the threat of death in this by their insistence on continuing to do so, as if they were homosexuals who will insist on doing so, which states they are men threatening me with death for them to continue obtaining of being me, or homosexuals bold versus “another homosexual”. This is not done psychically only, but also physically. I do not know why nor how I am psychically trapped to such rabble. One of them used to reside in Cabana Club Apartments, 19801 110th SW Court, in Cutler Ridge, in apartment 714, saying his name is Jorge Gutierrez. He said he fought in Vietnam, but his age appearance belies that. I was off Vietnam, during that war. Coming to live where I now reside, on two nights, in each a different woman, each said something different that he had said, indicating he had followed me here and spoken to them to obtain more of being me. He threw a kiss at him,. Angry I told him I am not homosexual, and he denied having done so. Some minutes later, as I walked to the bus stop, he stopped at the corner for the red light, carrying a passenger on his motorcycle, and made a homosexual face at me, indicating there is to be trouble ahead, that he was to continue, for such is a threat of death, that he will beat me up severely, and perhaps kill me, if I do not continue to give to him of being me and rest. But this giving to him occurs without I able to stop it. It may be of someone else moving inside me as if he were me. From here Elena Prieto Miranda = El en aprieto mira ‘n da.”, and so he has continued where I now reside, by telling others about what he did. Another, also named Jorge, resides or resided in apartment 602, he a PC technician, young, in his thirties perhaps, employed by a school in Coral Gables. He wore a tie with black figures of nude men on it. Where I reside one communist (“In Cuba they are hungry, but they live with dignity.”) said I was gorgeous, and I could not answer, nor react in another way, dominated psychically, perhaps by my self for I am incapable now of winning a fight. (“Health is foremost. I have health and money, you have health. You are gorgeous.”. He has money? I believe they call having of being of someone of importance money. Another laughed at I being beggared, but he is now in very poor shape. However I have seen him twice in the bus, and the first time he almost hit me. At Cabana two of the tenants used to follow me, and the police did nothing. These residents of these buildings are all in poverty, living off Section 8. They are not people who unjustly were beggared, but criminals. There are many others, and I will be very happy if someone will tell me that they will act against them. I cannot just be telling names after for thirty years not answered. Their physiques and monetary state shows they are evil.

They also impose the Bible on me, calling me Christ, and that they are crucifying me, “because the Bible is not of 2,000 years ago but refers to today”, they have said psychically to me.

They act like communists, for the communists claiming they want the best for all seek only to have wealth, believing all of them will have wealth if other Communists win. It is in part their lack of having wealth that prompts them to embrace communism, for in that manner they do not need to have wealth to be important, rather as if important, a system in which to have money is not important but some do have wealth. Since they are communists, if they live under Communism they will be as if the good people, those “not interested in money but only in the welfare of ‘the people’”, the others in poverty. They are stupid, but they murder for what they want what is not theirs, and beyond their legal reach. Communism is changing, becoming capitalistic, and I wonder why. Is it by stealing being me and rest? Am I being sacrificed for the rest, although the sacrifice was not needed?

They claim me in totto. A punishment of the person to be devoured alive, for decades impeded to live his life, to do as he is, to know all of himself,? That is merely to steal. Thirty years of not being answered states clearly they are stealing by horrible murdering.

Therefore upon me imposed that I am black, I have been being made as if I were black. Perhaps I am imposed as if I were a criminal, which means they decree the lie to be truth that I am a criminal, and I have never committed a crime. I do not know the nouns and verbs used for this except beggaring, killing, murdering, my letters therefore sounding silly to many of scarce intelligence. I furthermore was never informed of these things, until beginning to learn of them thirty years ago when a voice spoke, and from what it said I have been able to know about this, but not enough, and the learning has been through this thirty years, and continues, but, terribly, much from the living of this. I know they “obey” commands of someone to do this to me, but as said I do not know this organization, which obviously includes the government. But I cannot accept that although it may be for the good of all to do this to many, when one of us so attacked claims to not be one who may be attacked that they do not act to investigate, not by asking others, for then we are again in the same situation, someone said, but I tested, asked to present evidence, and by those who can see that I am, not by others. The harming includes that I be not able to ask those who obviously can recognize and recognize me. I am then blank in this respect. I therefore must write letters, instead of seeking them who can recognize me and will take me out of this situation if I could ask them. A lawyer knows whom to contact for this. And I will add that everyone who has “accused” me and has assaulted me in any way following this knows I am whom cannot be harmed! I am too obviously great, not one who could have stolen so much, but they is stealing all for one would have been immediately caught.

My payee also took me out of beggary if I married her. Then when I said no she appears to have accused me of being unfaithful, thus that I am one of those who is beggared, and that I owe to her my entire life. Who in the world do does rabble claim to be?

They are in poverty those still in poverty not because they were abused, but because they are criminals. But then, all of them are those that are always in poverty, even when they have material, temporal wealth.

Life is happiness, enjoyment, not to be fearing to walk outside of the building and be knifed by the neighbors. Of what does the government accuse me, of being a Communist? I was with the underground in Cuba against them, and I was off Vietnam with the Seabees! The accusation is of I so great that I was to take from many of the United States of America citizens the power over the rest. They do not have relation, of which another psychologist accused me. This is why they steal. They do not love anyone, only seek for their own “gratification”, in quotes for I doubt they even feel that. And of course they say I am homosexual, homosexuals (men), and by one of those USAnisms that states that there are homosexuals who do not know they are homosexuals that I am homosexual and they are to make it rise, for it is moral to make it rise. And they are trying constantly to “make me be homosexual”, meaning they placer “emotions of others in me as if they were mine, and dominate that of me which reacts against it, until it is cast off again, and again, and again! All the time “not one complaint by me is a police matter”.

Cancer is not an illness whose cure can be delayed, yet it is being delayed. First, me, then the oncologist, and now my reaction to I being further treated is formidably against: I could not remain to be administered chemotherapy, but finally went, and now the pains are terrible, and ill feeling. I tell the oncologist about these attacks and he never even comments on it and continues talking. I cannot send to him faxes “because he does not read them” he says, “…because there is nothing to answer to mine.”. Now, at this moment, is when I remembered that, months later. If I shoot one of them I will be in prison for life, or be executed: I have been imprisoned for defending my rights before, here, in the US. I am so imposed upon that I could not at least walk away. The weakness they have imposed on me except for a few years during adolescence is truthfully a curse.

There has been improvement. Because of the medicines against pain I have to take laxatives every night, otherwise the pains in the morning are horrible until I can extract all that has hardened, and defecating has become a normal act in spite of the laxatives taken nightly, much better than before, except for a little pain felt at the beginning. I was not warned about the hardening of the stools. I had to experience it. They are torturing me. My nasal openings are better now, maybe from the laxatives too. The walls are surrounded by mucous that do not prevent me from breathing since they are easy to eliminate, and I can breathe through both nostrils. They covering the walls are now much better, before poorly doing so. But I wonder if these two are a result of chemotherapy, and not of the laxatives, a problem that when a child it was said I had with defecating, and was forced to take laxatives often, as well as being injected: they were after me since early age, and my parents were not interested in protecting me, nor the servant, neighbors, etc., except for some people I knew, police and soldiers on guard across the street, who would have defended me completely, to the utmost. They had the power to call upon more, and they did not. Even the brother of the servant was a very good friend of the Chief of the G2 of one entire province of Cuba under the regime of Castro at its beginning, because he had harbored rebels fighting Batista. And there it is better than here under any regime or government: there they act and command and no one even thinks of protesting. I am better physically than when it was discovered I have cancer: the pains are less frequent, and I feel better and am able to do more physically, but my legs and feet are very ill. I am also almost smoking twice as before the discovery of cancer in me, before I smoking only one pack a day.

They constantly also seek to place in me as I believing it, the lie that they are right and I am wrong.

Well, to whom can one go being so great against such minus people? Do not tell me, they are all homosexual!

When I was twelve, after my mother died when I was that age, to fourteen, three fat men, mulattos or Amerindians, of about 500 pounds each, one after the other, went to reside in apartments across the street. The first said to me I had to specify, and said nothing else, I unable to question saying this to me, and asking about what specifying, to whom and why, meaning that I was being imposed upon to specify, that is, that I had to be not big enough to tell the rest of me by words unspoken by my mouth. I was being “commanded” to not be! I never had to specify, to speak correctly, to myself, for the words also came out of me from another place besides my feelings and thoughts, completing the sentences, and, obviously I knew what I wanted, and did not need to tell someone clearly. So who is that one who claims he or she brings to me what I want, and if I do not “specify” he will bring the least of that which I say I want, a lesbian instead of a lady for instance, for me to marry?.

Obvious it is they did not fear my father but feared my mother. Her lover was a soldier, and in Cuba to fool around with a soldier brought dire consequences, in the time of Batista in particular, in which that was. However, my father could have killed any man with one hit of his fist. And so he spoke more, and so did the other two, statements which were not related to the conversations, impositions for the future. They were also cursing me to be raped by an effeminate, one of those whom they called in Cuba, perhaps still today so called, “lindos”, because of their “pretty” faces.

Male voices I have heard since I was a child, dominating me. The first voice I remember must have been of a male in his twenties. They do not speak at random, but about what is happening, and are able to appeared to be I thinking, although their voices are very different from mine.

And saying the woman who served as servant to us, she mulatto and very criminal, who constantly sought to have me be taken out of me by others, she now deceased, is important and I am not, they have been taking me out of me claiming my greatness is her. In other words, that I am mulatto and homosexual, and she mulatto but heterosexual, and I abused a poor mulatto important woman. Are they communists, are they saying I am? In the meantime she or someone able to imitate her has been speaking to me psychically, imposing many more horrors on me to lose all I am, and have, All of this with the servant by Jungian psychologists.

I was hypnotized when I was 30 or around this age, but was I hypnotized when I was a child? My mother was complaining about my father’s violence, according to the servant, but the servant had great control over my mind, and she was an idiot, really, very stupid. My mother wrote in a diary she made of my early life, that she had to punish me once because I was violent: this was when I was a child, if I remember correctly, of 1 year of age. After she died, the servant said to me that she had given me to her. While my father designed and built works of engineering and architecture, one of them a landmark in La Habana, perhaps today not, they were great faults or misses. My father only spoke to me seven or eight times until two years before his death. My mother was hardly at home, she would become very angry at little things, violent, at me, she failed at everything she tried, one endeavor after another. Speaking to me hardly both did. I remember they did not want me to eat at the dinner table with them, and I had to eat sitting on a small chair, with the servant giving me the food by fork. I was denied to sit at the dinner table. I was therefore not taught by them about very important things. Materially they did provide.

The list of evils done to me by them and others is enormous, and they still are doing it. Because of these, I have not been able to rise in society, and remain among the same class. All falls within the protection of the Law, you, a graduate form a Law school knowing. Since by these acts against me I am not able to ask for help from the high class, I must ask for help from a professional class regardless of their social status, lawyers.

Names of some of them are:
Exec officer naval lieutenant Chris
Supposed godfather of my ex-wife, and labor leader in Cuba, David Salvador (Savior),
Ex-work mate and ex-roommate Salvador Guerra (Savior War)
Co-worker and roommate Salvador Guerra (Savior War)
I believe the name of another is also David Salvador, but memory is not clear here.
“Homemaker” Salvadora Lopez (Savioress), The resident security of the building is also named Lopez. He is trouble too, and is “chusma”.)
Payee Elena Prieto Miranda (El en aprieto mira n da: He in trouble looks and gives)
Detective Alberto Morciego (Al ber to mor ciego: “al ver tu mas ciego”: upon you seeing more blind, “ciego” singular)
Neighbor Uribarre (U R I, sweep)
Classmate Irma Alicia Ruiz Montalvo Stefani (IARMS)
Police captain Mourning (but never met him)

Justice is reality. It cannot be that the owner of a thing be deprived of it by another said to be the owner: such is not reality. The stupid cannot understand reality. These people may even come to believe they have become, or were, what I am. Some of them are criminals, who may not know they commit crime, but cannot understand it because of stupidity. Others know they are committing crime, but their stupidity imbues them to begin committing and continuing committing it. Others know well they are committing crime. It is interesting their contradictions. They claim homosexuals are inferior to them, although they in poverty, and many homosexuals with millions of dollars. They claim it is their right to have their intelligence, which because of their beliefs I am included, but will not act against them, always outside of the Law waiting for the opportunity however. They do not believe that the government ever will impose Justice for them. But they act with the government to impose Justice for themselves against me, the one in poverty. What do they argue? What does the government tell them?

They make fun of me, therefore they are stupid, but also very evil, for it is not fun what they do to me except to the deviated mind, who conceives murdering to be fun.

All of them are insane, perhaps some now not. Prieto said she has been under psychologist analysis. My contact with psychologist was to write my Master Paper for the Master of Arts at UCLA: “Analytical Psychology and Revolution: a Proposal for the Transposition of Psychotherapeutic methods to the Collectivity.”. But the psychologist, Dr. Marie Fay, in harming me twisted me into as if believing I had one mental problem, one which since it did not exist I never mentioned. It took me years to realize this. Then, could it have been the hypnotist? I do not know the nouns and verbs used to describe these things, as I wrote already here, I do not know much about this matter, but what I know I know. It seems this episode with Fay has caused that I be declared to be insane, and that these almost morons and lunatics attack me to obtain of being me believing the insane can be deprived of being themselves and all with them and all they have an down, as well as of those with them! But this is a guise to commit a crime.

Trying to bring Fay to Justice cost me a short prison sentence, of two weeks, by a trial in which a charge was not read, I was not asked a question, the assistant district attorney only said that Fay had said I had held her by the arm, and all in spite of during the arraignment I told the judge that I was seeking to bring Fay to Justice through a trial in which I would tell what happened, this after trying to have about thirty lawyers defend me.

They also refer to the temporal, physical life as the only life, which is the only life they live, until they obtain of being me, but they do so to pretend that I am not who I am, and have done what I have done, and can do so, by their “criticisms” of I have not done this and that.

It is possible all of them believe the “accusations” against me, but none has come to me to investigate them, not even when they accuse” and are not following what others tell them. If they believe, it is on the base of beliefs that dominate them, that they are these beliefs for it may be that people are beliefs as they are good in much, or have, and not that all must come from intelligence, although without it I do not believe they can be used. Man is not known in his totality yet. These beliefs, moreover, are of a low class nature, stupid, mechanical so to speak: when this is done it is always with malicious intent. This is the rabble. But there are others, also rabble, who well know I am innocent. It obvious by their lies to me after I prove things, or at least cast doubt on their insistence that I am guilty, insistence which often is seen in their refusal to answer me although it is their duty. Since trial is denied against a punishment that is non-Judicial, (without appeal possible, merely people acting against, without restrain), we have crime being committed. From where did they derive the punishment? From what someone said he heard and, or, saw? Are they causes, background, even attenuating circumstances? If yes it is to grant what cannot be granted, that certain people rule the rest, tyranny. Customs must be within the Law, and when the condemned states he is innocent, and he is impeded to present proof of his innocence, demands that he not be impeded to prove it and the demand is not accepted we have crime. There is not an iota of fact to support that certain people can dictate over the lives of others in all, to the all, thus to the death of the dictated. To be high class, the èlite, is not to be God. To demand a trial is not to question their honor, but to question their judgment, and no one lives being always believed. To accept they are right on the base of the class they are of, is to permit tyranny, and this is not to be high class. To demand this is to be a tyrant. Also to punish with the same acts that are condemned is contradictory, crime. Imprisonment, for example, is sequestering? No, because there is a rightful cause for it, thus different from the purposes of sequestering which are for the purpose of crime, imprisonment for the purpose of punishing for a crime committed. Pederasty, for instance, is not a punishing, it is a crime, to provide to pederasts the true men they want whom they, obviously, cannot have, crime. It is the crime of pederasty, not who the victimized is nor why. The police may arrest and detain someone and not present him within 24 hours before the judge for arraignment, and the police has committed the crime of sequestering for guarantees against the intention to commit crime by arrest and detention are not present. It is the act by why the person is punished, not by what they claim he is. The rabble must be controlled, weakened, and hopefully eliminated, for our protection, for us to live life uninterruptedly. This is to act on the base of what they are. We know they will, so far, always act criminally. But in my case I have been “judged” to be rabble, and therefore to be destroyed as much as possible, and although I have the right to deny that judgment I am prevented from doing so. This is against Justice, which views even the judges as capable of erring and of being dishonest, unjust. People are not Justice, at best just. If they are just they accept the test of their statements, not considering it effrontery to them, which even if to many proven to be truth may be wrong. The others below them in power and authority must also accept this test, for the sake of Justice. Otherwise what we have, and it is now in my case, a group of criminals wearing badges and robes. To avoid harming an innocent person, the resort to who is who is made, who is a true man, for instance, if the noun is not commonly used I do not know, but it means one incapable of injustice knowingly: are they true men? I have the right to say no, without I declared to be wrong without even a trial, and demand that real true men judge me. That I am not with the true men does not mean I am not true, but in thought of others it may mean I have been harmed since I was a child, and hence prevented from being amongst them. I cannot say “the rich” instead of “the true”, for I am not not true and live in poverty, the best example of what I say is truth. To believe, or pretend to believe, that the true men are impossible to be harmed this way is silly.

Truth does not insult. No one can feel insulted by truth said of him. Therefore to question judgment by a trial, the right of protection of the accused, is not an insult, an effrontery, an offense. But criminals consider it so. They are criminals, not high class nor èlite.

Maybe there is another category of human being, not true man, not not true man, that can be harmed. Christ? I may only have rights and not one duty, only my desires. They are seeking to live as if they were me? All of this is known? I must refresh memories, understanding.
I leave some things for others to do was to say that I make mistakes, leaving me free to claim I am perfect as a joke?

I live in poverty. I must allocate time to clean the apartment, cook, wash dishes and clothes, go to the market, time which I can use to do much more productively. [They claim that is not the question, that it is that I have committed crime(s) and must be punished (although at times those who commit crime are pardoned in view of the good they have done. All such are non true.)], but they add they enriched. Why they enriched? They did not receive this kind of rewards they are obtaining from me? Obviously not, the why they seek to obtain them, and therefore they are criminals. However they do claim they were deceived by me and that they gave to me of their selves and rest therefore, and thus they with the right to recover from me and obtain more in payment. But only one ever distinguished themselves, and I know he has been taking of being me since I was a child, and that he was lied about. Of him, after the only test of intelligence given at school, it was said he was of the upper 10% of mankind in intelligence! However, the other results were in the upper 25% and in the upper 50%, which means anyone in any of these groups can produce marvels. Moreover, although so high in intelligence, he was never taken out of school nor out of a university to be taught at one of the best universities. This is why servants are hired, to live free to do the ones who can conceive, discover, solve. By this the servants also benefit, are not exploited, for they cannot produce, only do. I must, however, do all of these things, as of me is decreed I have of the great, and am nothing of any worth. Generally and verbally, they also claim that to be great does not mean to not commit crime and to be pardoned when committing them. That is absurd, the great committing crime. But are they the great, and great enough to be able to judge, and who is so great that he does not need to hear the negation of his arguments? If he is great, he will hear it and be able to answer them in his favor. Ahhh, it used to be also said that the intelligent can prove they are innocent although they are guilty, and “Why hold a trial when it is known the accused is guilty?”. “The language states the truth.” I said decades ago. This is when it is, naturally, well spoken, otherwise it is not the language used. The intelligent often can speak well. Social criminals will argue that what they did, do and wish to do is not a crime by the wrong use of the language, usually colloquialisms and slang. It is the two latter that meaning different from the language are used to receive approval. In my case this is not so, but it states they lie. In my case it is using another technique: only that of a sentence or theme that supports them. If a person does this then he is guilty, for instance, because he may be guilty or not.

Truth does not insult. No one can feel insulted by truth said of him. Therefore to question judgment by a trial, the right of protection of the accused, is not an insult, an effrontery, an offense, and the accuser cannot feel insulted, dishonored, nor the ones that accept the trial feel they are insulting, dishonoring, therefore the nonsense that high class, the true, the èlite govern is disqualified as truth: they tyrannize. But criminals consider it to be an insult. They are criminals, not high class nor èlite.

I am my only evidence. Once I disappear in me I cannot prove I am great, murdered since early childhood, innocent. As I said, I do not know the common nouns and verbs to name this. The only true, if that is the noun, I have met are two girls, one years ago, the other perhaps one year ago. One warned me of danger, the other reacted against danger to me at the moment. Since I am also imposed to not be able to know at those moments who is who, I could not speak with them.

I hope you will answer me, for I have been so attacked since I was three years old, and being great they do not let go, following me to everywhere.

I am,

Very truly yours,

Francis O’Keefe Jr., M.A.

Francis Wyckoff O’Keefe, M.A.
200 Alton Road, apt. PH12N
Miami Beach, Florida
33139
tel.: (305) 531-8893
fax: ibid, but not working temporarily
e-mail: Francisokeefe@bellsouth.net

But all the accusations are to mean that they decree I am not, whatever the noun is, that I will now call, not knowing another noun, true man. That is sufficient for them to have obtained and obtain of being me. It is easy to obtain such a badge illicitly, as well as the power that will make them appear to hold that badge justly. This is the entire case. And it is obvious that all fo them are not what they claim to be.

The symptoms of an ischemic stroke is imposed, by, for instance, that I need space that is easy to walk on, without obstacles, even without objects on its sides. It was imposed on without I aware of it. But this ischemic stroke was foretold three decades ago by the voice of the servant, and voices of the other criminals have called themselves illnesses. And the pressure they apply psychically, that is, not somatically, are upon my brain, moving about, I seeing them and feeling them, and they are destroying my brain, claiming it is a brain tumor. My payee says the same, that I may have a tumor in my brain. What can I do against her when she has the power to stop further medical treatment of me, and that I be moved from a one person occupancy room to a double “because I am not of the class that deserves the best”? A lesbian with such false authority. But were not tumors worshipped by those opposing Christ, according to the Bible? They upon a false diagnosis made, also impose the symptoms! Also, that I must use force, that is not physical, but one with my body, to maintain myself walking erect, a kind of quality or deficiency of me? I was even “forbidden” to write in my Master Paper that I was right in what in it I said, by the dean of the school. I therefore had to do so, or else I would not have graduated. They impose other things in this method of imposing other things that in conjunction will appear to be what they want people and me to believe it is.

In regards to Fay, not only did she pretend I had a mental problem that she was treating, that it was my farther the p[problem and that I had to learn to live with it, and I made to believe it as the answer, period, and harmed psychically very much, every week I hearing and feeling and explosion and immediately losing memory of it, but also sent me to prison, I not asked a question about my act to force the trial, even threatened with being placed in a lunatic asylum if I did not confess to what I had said I had done on purpose to force the holding of a trial against her, by the public defender, but also said I had grabbed her by the arm. I was imprisoned by someone using power against me. She was not famous, why then could she use power against me, power which extended and extends to everywhere? Who was “my father”? An effeminate calling himself so, as they do? Willard and Dana also pretended I needed them. I was even sent to psychologist by the judge, and told by one of them that I hurt myself. This was true, it follows me wherever I go and in whatever I do, but how did she know this, and why not act, and why I then condemned if I had such a problem, without being asked one question about Fay, and others? Why am I persecuted, arrested, more imprisoned, robbed, threatened, my problems classified by the police as “not a police matter”? I have encountered ignorant police to the point of they being obnoxious, but are they so ignorant or so criminal? Did they ever go to a police academy? I doing to hurt myself is one thing, but others doing to hurt me another, although the first provides the first with the opportunities. Why around 200 letters sent and asking dozens, and I am not answered? Why the insistence that the transitive verb beggar does not exist, does not name anything therefore? Why although saying I am great there is not one effort to prove it? Is mankind so far in progress that they do not need more? How I wish cancer could be cured immediately! To live suffering and no one aids! Everything is physical, soma! I am insane, stupid, a convict, a criminal of many petty crimes! I was never even arrested in Cuba., In the United States I was stopped once by the police, along with someone else, one who had also been sent to further murder me in being, and I suspect it was because I went with him to a dance given by a university mate, who was, or still is, a Communist. I also knew another Communist, and friends of the first also from the same university. Does that make me be a Communist in the eyes of the FBI? My goodness, they had vision of the future, for this has been done to me since I was a child of three. I used to speak to them against Communism. But one of them said I had told him the good things about Communism and its bad things: I never did that, and could not even realize what he had said until decades later. But what are “my” Communist activates, besides having been in the underground against Castro? Let no one forget that such is voluntary, not by conscription as I was off Vietnam. What about the rest I did in life? And a nephew of Georgia and Anita O’Keeffe a Communist does better to Communism remaining in Cuba than coming to the United States because of the propaganda that can be made, never telling anyone of they my aunts, never amongst the wealthy, even though it has always been obvious I am great, and high class. Too many contradictions. And it seems I am also accused of being involved with the government of the predecessor of Castro, Batista, it tyranny of the extreme right, and for it beggared too! Geniuses are immediately taken out of poverty, for obvious reasons, by government and wealthy.
I am being also destroyed, for the attacks although psychical destroy the body too, physically. I was great physically also. At fifty-eight I rode 70 miles on my bicycle just because I desired to do so, and was to ride thirty more miles but did not because I did not have any place of interest to go to. I had thought of going to the house of the today payee for me, I thirty miles away, but did not go because she was not of interest to me. I used to walk every night for hours in La Habana. I used to weight, then, 116 pounds, and was of 5’-10 ½ of height. I was very good at squash and judo.
These psychical attacks are felt as something physical attacking me. It may simply “materialize”, and it destroys, decade after decade, the mind and the body. Why not one of my class mates and school mates befriend me? I was not in poverty, thus not “the poor”? I doubt one of them could have even dreamt of having the wealth of Anita.
It is terrible to live decade after decade under threats of violence and death. I may be in poverty, but my body hurts as the others. It is worse to be being robbed of being oneself, and the robbers acquiring a much better life. It is as if they sought to make more intelligent from one great, because more is better than one, a sort of aiding more versus aiding one, or spreading the wealth.
I went to war as an idiot, one of those expendables not one who is indispensable, and it was well known. When I left the examining room of the Navy doctor just before discharged, he came out of it running and asked me excitedly “Are you the son of Admiral Wyckoff?” There has never been an admiral in the U S Navy named Wyckoff, only a commander. I also never have looked upon the military as expendable, loving it too. This made me be a gentleman to be followed by them. Discharged at twenty-five, I still could not have finished my university studies, and obtaining a Master of Arts I have not yet, because of the attacks against me.
Being robbed of my intelligence I am becoming less able to do, until In will stupid, an obvious outcome. This will favor them, for then the object of the case will appear to be as they claim, and I am my best evidence. Thirty years have passed since I began to complain in 1978

The attacks are like by people, beings which materialize. They attack of me which seems to be solid, and do not materialize therefore. They move very quickly and by hitting of being me they are able to make me err, the so called being harmful to myself. They prevent me to seek help adequately too, such as by writing to the presidents of companies in search of employ, I however like obsessed by despair to find someone who will immediately help me against them, instead of employed needing to demonstrate through the passage of time and doing how great I am, but the right course of action. They destroy being piratical, they destroy everything, and they are nothings of value. My mind is not a private place anymore, but a public place into which anyone can enter, hear and see what is inside. Would you find this pleasant, that the other opposing party in one of your trials could do this to you? Could you win it more easily? I cannot even hit them, psychically and physically, and merely must withstand being murdered. Ex-work mate and ex-roommate Salvador Guerra (Savior War)
I cannot even hit them physically and psychically, and must remain being destroyed daily, which to them constitutes great joy. It is a most exasperating situation, to be held while being murdered daily, for decodes. As I wrote here, they may believe I was a part of the dictatorship of Batista. Why such belief? Ahhh, by another of those who was taking from being me, “You are I, sweep!”. They are almost unbelievable: they even are sent to me to “execute” me without I knowing of it, and complain of I acting against them, because I am the condemned and must behave within rights as everyone else. Why in every honest trial is the accused informed of the charges against him! They always claim I am not a god, which is a very appropriate common noun to name me. They claim I am as one of them, which is the perennial claim, and therefore cannot act without consciously knowing why. It is such a simple “trick”.

I must return to be treated one more time for cancer. But I distrust the oncologist and the main “nurse”, for reasons I have written here, which obviously state they are also murdering me psychically. Never had I felt this terror in my life. Never had my self rebelled against what I am to do. But it may be that this today comes from someone else, and I do not have anyone to protect me and thus I to be assured. But how am I to be cured of cancer, when all the other hospitals are involved in the same conspiracy? Decades ago my car was hit from behind by another, on the expressway. I went to an Md. to be examined forn possible injuries unknown by me. He performed some examinations, but some of them were not related to examining me for possible injuries. The insurance company so said. It seems I was then accused of trying to commit fraud, and beggared as punishment. Do they ever take me to Court? Never. It is always the same “punishment”, to be enriched off me. It is as if I hated they to have wealth, rather, mine, and so avenge themselves. They are the nothings, who never could have been something. What can I do? I do not wish to die from cancer, or from another illness, not even from old age, as everyone.
I write these letters very rapidly. I do not need to think usually. And I never have a witness to anything I do, and my works which I have mailed are never answered. If some had seen me writing it would have been more evidence of I great. You, of course, reading this, may judge this letter justly, if you are able to so do. If you agree with me, I may be saved, You may disagree, and you may be already one of them or decide to be so. Nothing lese I may do.

Justicially as long as I am not contacted there is nothing they can do against me because of my accusations. and since this has been going on for thirty years, the charge of calumny cannot be made against me, for such has turned the case into being air-tight in my favor: Justice has been denied, as if they administer it, as if they were it, for thirty years.

I now forget little things everywhere I may put them. It is exasperating to forget these, and worse, to forget what I am to write by only waiting seconds. This also costs me money, for I must buy things again.

Since when are morons provided with the power to decide who and what to follow, and act as if they knew?

They have all been in violation of the Law, which means Justice, not a falsehood said to he Law, before they attacked me, yet they can accuse me

I spend the days biting what is left of my molars from being forced to bite hem until I broke all. This was imposed on me because of the mother of one of my accusers, Francisco Herrera Crespillo, who used to spend all day long in similar movement of her mouth, who obtaining from me could then go to a university and obtain a diploma in accounting. He later said to me I should end my studies of High School and take a few courses in accounting, and work. They are so miserably shameless degenerates. So he was above me.

They have imposed that they speaking through me, irrupting rather, as if they were me commanding or saying, are my spontaneous statements, never what I think, and that the, being truths abut me, are to bne imposed on me as such.. Why, if already truths about me, it is needed they be imposed to me?

I, as said here, live in a building complex through Section 8. Here lunch is served for 50 cents a day, five days a week. I was being “helped” by an organization that provides people to clean the apartment and bathe the residents when they need it because of old age and illnesses. I was told by the case manager of the latter that someone ate here saying he is me one day. Only one day, and I have not been contacted for this, not even by I telephoning them told more. Therefore what was said means someone here pretended to he me and stole something given to me by someone outside of the buildings, called by of the residents for this. And how could he use my name, when there is need for a badge, and for a number to be given?

These “people” are ugly, lazy, stupid, criminal, hating all the good except the material and wanting it for themselves, yet they claim they have been underprivileged, abused, not given what I was given that I do not deserve and they deserve, and so tube take it from me! This receiving is not by in person doing so, by proximity of soma body to soma body. It is given to those who deserve it by the true, those who are also true, if true is a correct naming, but the naming you know.

Perhaps my ignorance makes all believe my letters are silly. If I had known of this I would not have written them. But I do know Justice, and do not deny it.

The management of the building lies to me. Also three ideas I presented were presented not as mine. This happens everywhere I go. I am amongst the low class, and obviously not one of them.

If I die from cancer or from murdered, all I am able to leave showing what I can do is the things I bought for the apartment I rent and my two bicycles, none finished, they showing some of my intelligence talents. They will show some of these, but not all for many need their functions to be explained to be known for their value in designing.

I spend my days in pain, constant pulling pushing, cutting, flowing our of my face, seeing me disappearing, because it is claimed I am a criminal, and I cannot prove otherwise? I am not the Judicial System. I cannot intervene Judicially. I am the one needing such intervention. Since when is someone so unimportant that the Law does not or cannot protect him? Why no one has intervened? Do they say they did, and that is to accepted? If so, who are they of honor that can be given such treatment? While it is obvious that the Judicial System is not composed of the true, it should not act this way, it should contact the most powerful and greatest known for this case. After all, not being the true they are not qualified to judge this. Why am I not believed, because someone else already has been decreed to be that great one lost? There is nothing impossible about my case therefore why is it treated as such? Is it waited that I produce some work that will prove I am? I already did, but they were stolen. Is it that the only ones I can contact are part of the criminal class, members of government, those famous, and I am a gre