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RIGHT NOW IS 9:59pm on April 30 in the year of our Lord 2018
IAM at home, just a few days ago – cookin in the kit and stackin the house with cool wood and glass for building shelves in my awesome home that I am about to Mirror, Led Light Illuminate, and see exotic smoke in IR and Black Light. Im just doin my own thing U kno. Up comes sheriff people….. I went into my spacious front yard to greet them. It was so nice out, but he wanted to go inside. I said no. He insisted, so I told him he must call a sergeant. He told me he is the sergeant and welcomed himself into my crib. Fukkin crib monsters.
The house was a mess, its under construction. Fortunately, I am experienced in these kinds of situations. While the police were digging through my house, I asked them if I could take a picture of them. I was allowed, so I only took two and put my camera back in my pocket because I saw it made them nervous – especially the old one.
I tried to take pictures that they didn’t see me take because otherwise I would expect them to steal the memory chip like the Bartow County Sheriffs did to me. My camera turns on slow, so I did the best I could. Several pictures were taken from inside the police car while in handcuffs.
Pigs trench up a yard while rooting. Nose rings prevent it.
A few things to observe in the pictures. In one picture he goes into a dark blue bag – to find what was in plain sight. While inside the police car, one picture the front door is open and another picture it is closed, while they finished up rooting and finally gathered a whopping 11 ounces of medical cannabis and 2 pipes.
When I was booked in the jail, they took my camera and my $200 cash from my pocket. They were putting my cash onto the jail account. I told them to only put $20 on the jail account and put the rest in my property where I will assume the liability that a thief may get at it. I possess many wealth’s besides money at the moment, my non cash wealth is firmly intact. I am in no need of money unless I need a hired lawyer for my new Ashe County, North Carolina case. Now I must expend my time and my resources correcting ignorant injustice. IAM creating. What R U doing?
Just a few years ago, my most recent case – in Cobb County, Smyrna, Georgia – most of the law work was done by myself because I was skooled with countless hours of my precious time in law libraries rather than in research journals. Cobb County, Smyrna, Georgia just oopsed off and dismissed that whole case just to bless me more than I already am. I documented that case here: https://brianaberle777.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/obstruction-of-injustice.pdf that case is relatively beside the point.
I am not a lawyer, so good help is helpful. In the two cases prior to the one documented above, I represented myself at Both Jury Trials. A concerned loved one hired Marcia Shein, after the second trial – who found that the trial proceedings legally mis-trialed due to interruptions and mis proceedings that entitled me to a New Trial. Marcia Shein was very helpful. https://federalcriminallawcenter.com/firm-overview/attorney-profiles/marcia-g-shein/ Best in Georgia? Or Best in the South? Shes good.
On my new Ashe County, NC case I have been appointed a local lawyer with 10 years experience. That OK – if she has heart – like Marcia Shein – she may be heart in the making. She up against older guys. Little more cut throat.
Mary Ellen Lyall Morgan
336. 846. 4529
Her first observation that the illegal entry nullified any subsequent find seems correct to me – so as for legal counsel – shes a keeper – and I hope she can teach law to the judge and po-po stank tag team. I would rather help my appointed counsel than do it myself, as I must when the court appointed representation is a pawn to the judge/DA/trooper pooper stank team. Just keepin it real no undue disrespect.
I am from the United States and I travel. In my travels, I advance medicinal and technological research. I am professionally affiliated in both arenas. My most recent focus and discoveries are in an area of medicine called an AChE, or AcetylCholinesterase https://www.researchgate.net/project/Neurodegenerative-disease-cure Notice in that factual explanation at footnote  and  in the preceding URL or hyperlink. According to leading cancer research in Israel, oral ingestion of whole flower decarboxylated tetrahydrocannabinol is the best approach, better than CBD or extracts – using the whole flower decarb proved best in clinical studies. Portions of the cannabis that the police seized illegally had been decarboxylated. Decarboxylated cannabis does not produce an odor because the terpenes are no longer in the plant – they leave during heating when the house smells good. The Ashe County Sherriff did not smell cannabis from outside of my house as they claim. They got their tongue twisted in the truth of their teeth.
In my even more recent 2018 work at ResearchGate regarding cancer cure, notice my own research findings regarding ascorbic acid and its structural similarity to sugar – and how that knowledge might be used for curing cancer using caramel candy analogs o tree knowledge logs not yet rooted by lost hogs dat suk Boss.
The bond was set extremely high. In Ashe County, or in NC – for bonds over $15,000 a signature from a property owner is not enough. I was put in jail for a minute. I was only allowed to make a local phone call for a few days. This is my first incarcerated experience with jail provided e-mail. I sent a few emails out, however a few email contacts were not approved. A friend in Georgia was approved, an employer in Asheville, NC was approved, my parents were not approved. I got a few emails out.
After several days of asking every deputy to make the phone work with the remainder of my $20 ( because each email cost a little). I threatened to file a Federal 1983 civil suit, then that day my long-distance instance appeared so I contacted some people by phone as well. At the first court appearance while I was still in custody my court appointed lawyer asked for a bond reduction. The judge questioned my employment because the location was 2 hours away from my home. My court appointed counsel explained that I work over the Internet. In reply, the judge agreed to reduce only $500 from the $15,500 bond. Even so, the judges bond reduction order was not carried out. I have requested the court transcript recordings to see if I heard a dumb cum burp a judge of the law. The bond was not reduced that little bit into the amount where a signature from a property owner could warrant my release. Only Cash. Bondsmen wont play with me anymore, the escapes and the no-shows turn them off. I had already chatted with the locals.
When I bonded out, I got my $180 in cash back along with a visa/debit card with $3 on it. Im going to donate that whole visa card to police reform. I also got my unmolested camera. Here are some pictures from the event. Please excuse my messy home that was under construction – I will add a picture of it when the work is done.
Today, I hung my hammock at the river in the front yard of Home Sweet Home, and I burned incense to the Lord while I prayed for the oppressed. I learnt how to navigate these niggers a little bit, niggers meaning these cute little piggy guys that need hoops to stop the oops. This court thing really popped up totally unplanned. Ive got plans to Hawaii, and the USVI in the near future so they are going to have to work around it. I get 3 continuances. Since there is no bondsman, and only the bondsman as we all know, can file felony bond jumping charges. IAM good to go jumpin. Probably Black Rock if I can hop on Maui while im trying to be in Kuaui to spread some Love.
Funny. ive got a handcuff key hangin on the wall. Cop asks me what dou use that for? i said i just collect cool shit. 3 cars come to get me. Big guy busts his shin on construction wood in my kitcken. I run out da back door wit no shoes. back in the house they let me get shoes and send and email before i get jammed up! The young cop thinks its cool that i run. He likes to chase.. He gets the middle car, old guy is behind me on the way 2 jail. young cops already tired already its 8:30 at night. Nigger lets me ride shotgun! He’s cool! He gets me in the car. Before he gets around to the other side ive got the seatbelt undone and ive checked the door. Fuck yeah! Ive got a ride 2 whereever i decide 2 get out!!!! I thought about it for like 10 minutes. All de got iz a pound o weed n my pipe. i decided 2 go through it.