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It takes 2 to too?


“There are two sides to a coin.” With a beginning and end story per side. Is this story only the other end of the same Side? What then could the other side Be? It Is “I”

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The truth about sports is?


As a child survivor myself, I am certain that the top of this corporate head of whom have so much positioning pointing their way should be held Responsible and Fined $500,000,000.00 For restitution to those that lost so much in hope and dreams and Trust. Yes! That is 1/2 of a Billion. By saving the children, we save our future. Say no to organized child abuse and all things imagined by Large scale Corporation Sports.They always know at the top but are too weak to realize their wrong in silence. This is a fully actionable transferable disease through action. It is through their silence it is transferred through time to others by contamination. They must be held accountable. For this life-long disease now suffered by these girl’s out & threw their own families. A horrible fate entrenched for life. Help them now? Be for you change your mind.

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My 9 lives. & other stops in-between.


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Just before I was born I had a visitor That Told me it was time to come to you. I was again meet at the Gate to Here and now. There were 3 of us that came down at the same time. Yet I would be born as an Identical twin. Never know where the 3rd soul went. I was born into the lowest level of life at The Crossroads of America to a teenage mom Named Mary. I was her 7TH child and 4th sun. I would have 3 more siblings after me. My dad was a carpenter named Virgil. within 24 hours of arrival, the world would shatter around me. My Identical Twin was born with TTTS (Twin-to-twin transfusion syndrome (TTTS), also known as feto-fetal transfusion syndrome (FFTS) and twin oligohydramnios-polyhydramnios sequence (TOPS) is a complication of disproportionate blood supply, resulting in high morbidity and mortality.) While he totally disappeared for 6 to 8 months, I moved forward. I had my first Massive Trama when I was Held down teased and Cut to bleed. I had been circumcised. While still a baby unable to roll over yet I was molested by a cousin helping out. His Name was Buddy Huddleston. I was gaged. After a few years of growth, I would be paired up with my twin where we ended up at an uncles house on dad side f the family. Another male teen cousin ( a register child rapist today) would do massages that included placing with him and US. This happened almost daily for several months Until my twin showed his dick to the girls that lived next store. Going back to moms we would begin to go to 21 Grade schools some more than once. We moved over 100 times. On one move I was not in school as of yet I left the yard for the adventure into the ally. I soon discovered to my amassment a pile of Mail unopened by a burning trash barrel. I picked the stack up and started to leave when a Teen grabbed me and said I was going to be held for the police. He took me inside his house Into a room with 2 twin beds side by side. I was forced to do him. I had tasted cum for the first time before I was 5 years old. Some got on my shirt. I rushed home as fast as I could to tell my mom that the Police were after me. I hid under a bed. I had to tell my mom what had happened. She then called the police. I was under the bed when I heard a knock at the door. she opened it and It was a uniformed policeman. I almost passed out with fright. Somehow she saved me from being arrested. That’s 4. 2. Part 5. My dad married the horrifically frightful woman maned Larry. She would beat us with switches and The old fashion style raiser strap. Thes would hold us down and pour Tirbinetine directly into our assholes for bedwetting that started when we moved in with her. This went on for years. Would be put on public display washing our pissy sheets in an old scrub tub in the backyard always to the onlook of other kids and parents. We had lived over in the Fletcher park area when I controlled several tornadoes that were descending on me across South street, Virginia Ave, and East street. It was April 11, 1965, Palm Sunday It would be the first Time I summoned the almighty to my presences. I was furious about the stepmom. When we moved with her at 1401 Charles Street is where we lived when they were married after living together for 2-3 years with us. On the first Saturday or Sunday, my twin and I would Play kick the can down the street. Our Evil stepmom had warned us about not to leave our side of the street. As thing would be we kicked the can down the street to where there was a Most beautiful sight: Sacred Heart Catholic Church. Suddenly out of Know where 2 GOD like men in Colorful rodes and A hat came somehow out of the suddenly of the church. They said ” I.Q. instead of making all this noise so early in the morning, maybe we would like to go Bowling. I had never bowled.I had melted at there sight because of the Tornados Incident. When I took off my shoes I had on wholely soaks. The priest said that we could not Bowl with our Teeny shoes on. He came over to help me with bowling and Said that besides being a Catholic priest that he was a Medical doctor. An asked if had been looked over lately. Next thing I knew he was behind me putting something into my asshole. My twin had been Classicly separated from me during this Rape. I did not see what happened to this little boy that had no possibilities to survive now being Raped Like me… 7.Paperboy years. After 7 or so trips to the children’s Home we ended up on the west side where I became a paperboy to escapes my stepmom and be independent. We moved across town to Cottage courts. I became a paperboy. Within a short time ( i was a star carrier require 5: am wake up for a 12-year-old). I was in the paper office to pay my bill. There was only a single desk in this office and maybe benches. I sat down with my new paper manager for the first time or so. Before he took my payment he opened up a lower draw revealing a drawer full of Rolled coins and said he needed to get something out of his car. I sat alone with a drawer full of cash. I took a single roll of quarters. I never stole only to survive. He left by the front door only to Instantly exploded through the back door. I was going to Jail. The paper Indianapolis Star would have me convicted. Again with the police thing. I did not want to go to jail. He said I could suck his dick or go to jail. He had a large cock with warts on the side of it. After a week I was back and he played the same game. This time I took 2 rolls of the quarters. Then we had an audience. That grew the next week. I would find out who one of these men were when I got my driver license 2 years later. He was on the school board and would soon become mayor. Look up whose car I would pass my drivers test in. Dudly a school teacher at Tech High school. I was playing with one afternoon in the downstairs bathroom @ Garfield park @ about 12. Then the biggy. After the constant rapes @ the paper house, I got my first real job at the new Hilton down Town. I was friends with the sue chief. I worked at the top at the Beef Barren, I met James Gardner there we shared the phone both together. I ask my girl Friend Vickie J. if she recognized his voice. On the day I went to get My first real earned paycheck, I hicked home east on Washington street where I was picked up by a Young Very clean Blackman in a New car. After a block or two, he said he had some pot and needed to get rid of it. An asked if I would get rid of it for him. I was stunned I had smoked only once and tripped on LSD-25, so I said yes. He said it was in his room at the hotel on our way. It was behind the white castle on east Washington and Oriental street. He stopped and went into his room. You pulled your car right up to your door at this place, I went through his glove box while he went inside. A normal procedure for me. He came out and asked me to come to him at the door for a second. I was power lifted up by one hand on my throat. He did everything to me. I had to beg for lube before he forces his massive black cock into my ass. I total complied with his demands and lived. I instantly called the sheriff and told him what happened. Made a complete police report and gave him the weed. a couple days later he meets me at my bus stop and said he was going to have fun Carving up my family with his knife. I called the sheriff. He said Even though I was underage Had the right to know his accuser. Now my family would die or I had to drop the charges I was making. I ran away at 15 to 5 weeks in the summer of 69 to Hollywood.

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My 9 Lives. And stops In between.


My 9 Lives. And stops In between.

donnie harold harris

donnie harold harris

Just before I was born I had a visitor That Told me it was time to come to you. I was again meet at the Gate to Here and now. There were 3 of us that came down at the same time. Yet I would be born as an Identical twin. Never know where the 3rd soul went. I was born into the lowest level of life at The Crossroads of America to a teenage mom Named Mary. I was her 7TH child and 4th sun. I would have 3 more siblings after me. My dad was a carpenter named Virgil. within 24 hours of arrival, the world would shatter around me. My Identical Twin was born with TTTS (Twin-to-twin transfusion syndrome (TTTS), also known as feto-fetal transfusion syndrome (FFTS) and twin oligohydramnios-polyhydramnios sequence (TOPS) is a complication of disproportionate blood supply, resulting in high morbidity and mortality.) While he totally disappeared for 6 to 8 months, I moved forward. I had my first Massive Trama when I was Held down teased and Cut to bleed. 1. I had been circumcised. 2. While still a baby unable to roll over yet I was molested by a cousin helping out. His Name was Buddy Huddleston. I was gaged. “Nut case phycology says it does not matter at this age. Then I was All child molestation under the Age THREE is being falsely persecuted by Law.” 3. After a few years of growth, I would be paired up with my twin where we ended up at an uncles house on dad side of the family. Another male teen cousin ( a register child rapist today) would do massages that included playing with him and US. This happened almost daily for several months. Until my twin showed his dick to the girls that lived next store. Were we in the 1 and second grade. Going back to moms we would begin to go to 21 Grade schools some more than once. We moved over 100 times. 4.On one move I was not in school as of yet I left the yard for the adventure into the ally. I soon discovered to my amassment a pile of Mail unopened by a burning trash barrel. I picked the stack up and started to look at it leave when a Teen grabbed me and said I was going to be held for the police. He took me inside his house Into a room with 2 twin beds side by side on the back of a house I had to walk down a hill into his house. I was forced to do him. I had tasted cum for the first time before I was 5 years old. Some got on my shirt. I rushed home as fast as I could to tell my mom that the Police were after me. I hide under a bed. I had to tell my mom what had happened. She then called the police. I was under the bed when I heard a knock at the door. She opened it and It was a uniformed policeman. I almost passed out with fright. Somehow she saved me from being arrested. Part 5. My dad married the horrifically frightful woman maned Larry Blankenship. A German JEW. She would beat us with switches and The old fashion style raiser strap. She would hold us down in the morning and pour turpentine directly into our ass holes for bed wetting. (later on, we would do the same to kittens as we threw them against a wall down on the train tracks where Anthem Insurance now is.) Serial Killer hot point. Larry (Stepmom)would hold us down and pour Turpinetine directly into our assholes for bedwetting that started when we moved in with her. Just down the street from a Temple of Devils, A Catholic Church called Scarlet Heart, for christ sake. There is a whole story on her alone. This went on for years. We Would be put on public display washing our pissy sheets in an old scrub tub in the backyard always to the onlook of other kids and parents. We had lived over in the Fletcher park area when I controlled several tornadoes that were descending on me across South street, Virginia Ave, and East street. A couple of blocks away from the kitten place. It was April 11, 1965, Palm Sunday It would be the first Time I summoned the almighty to my presences. I was furious about the stepmom. When we moved with her at 1401 Charles Street is where we lived when they were married after living together for 2-3 years with us. 6. On the first Saturday or Sunday, my twin and I would Play kick the can down the street. Our Evil stepmom had warned us about not to leave our side of the street. As thing would be we kicked the can down the street to where there was a Most beautiful sight: Sacred Heart Catholic Church. Suddenly out of Know Where 2 GOD like men in Colorful rodes and hats came somehow out of the side of the Church. I had a God moment and was certain They had come to take us back home to Heaven. They said ” I.Q. instead of making all this noise so early in the morning, maybe we would like to go Bowling. I had never bowled.I had melted at there sight because of the Tornados Incident. We were told you could not bowl in shoes but soaks were ok. When I took off my shoes I had on wholely soaks. The priest said that we could not Bowl with our Teeny shoes on. He came over to help me with bowling and Said that besides being a Catholic priest, that he was a Medical doctor. An asked if had been looked over lately. Next thing I knew he was behind me putting something into my asshole. My twin had been Classicly separated from me during this Rape. I did not see what happened to this little boy that had no possibilities to survive just 11 years earlier now being Raped Like me… I felt I was to blame. Even though he was my big brother. 7.Paperboy years. After 7 or so trips to the children’s Home we ended up on the west side where I became a paperboy to escapes my stepmom and be independent. I was asked if I would like to have sex with a customer’s girlfriends daughter. I was 11 she was 9 or 10. I said yes and went too there home 2 blocks away. I meet her and a little boy and her daughter. After some small talk, I left. Too weird for me. 8. We moved across town to Cottage courts. I became a paperboy again. Within a short time ( i was a star carrier require 5: am wake up for a 12-year-old). I was in the paper office to pay my bill. at 6 am. There was only a single desk in this office and maybe benches. I sat down with my new paper manager for the first time or so. Before he took my payment he opened up a lower draw revealing a drawer full of Rolled coins and said he needed to get something out of his car. I sat alone with a drawer full of cash. I had shoes that had cardboard in the soles to help me not hurt my feet. I took a single roll of quarters. I never stole only to survive an eat. He left by the front door only to Instantly exploded through the back door. I was going to Jail he shouted. The paper Indianapolis Star would have me convicted. Again with the police thing. I did not want to go to jail. He said I could suck his dick or go to jail. He had a large cock with warts on the side of it. After a week I was back and he played the same game. This time I took 2 rolls of the quarters. Then we had an audience. That grew to 3 the next week. I would find out who one of these men were when I got my driver license 2 years later. He was on the school board and would soon become mayor. I would meet with him later as a child prostitute. Look up whose car I would pass my drivers test in. Dudly a school teacher at Tech High school. 9.I was playing with one afternoon in the downstairs bathroom @ Garfield park @ about 12. 10. Then the biggy. After the constant rapes @ the paper house, I got my first real job at the new Hilton down Town. I was friends with the Sue chef. I worked at the top at the Beef Barren, I met James Gardner there. We shared the phone both together. I was allowed to see his wonderful smile as he winked at me. I ask my girl Friend Vickie J. if she recognized his voice, as I held the phone so she could hear. On the day I went to get My first real earned paycheck, I hiked home east on Washington street where I was picked up by a Young Very clean Blackman in a New car. After a block or two, he said he had some pot and needed to get rid of it. An asked if I would get rid of it for him. I was stunned I had smoked pot only once and tripped on LSD-25 two times @ 15, so I said yes. He said it was in his room at the hotel on our way. It was behind the white castle on east Washington and Oriental street. He stopped and went into his room. You pulled your car right up to your door at this place, I went through his glove box while he went inside. A normal procedure for me. I found a car rental agreement and shove it into my pocket. He came out and asked me to come to him at the door for a second. He then power lifted me up by one hand on my throat. He did everything to me. I had to beg for lube before he forces his massive black cock into my ass. I total complied with his demands and lived. I instantly called the sheriff and told him what happened. Made a complete police report and gave him the weed. a couple days later he meets me at my bus stop and said he was going to have fun Carving up my family with his knife. I called the sheriff. He said Even though I was underage he Had the right to know his accuser. Now my family would die or I had to drop the charges I was making. I ran away at 15 to “5 weeks in the summer of 69” to Hollywood. I arrived with my twin in tow with .53 each in our pockets on a Lonely Friday evening at the Greyhound station. Five weeks later I headed back to Indy to start 10 grade with $7000.00 in my pocket. I would turn down sex with Rock Hudson TWO times as a bully muscleman was yelling at me to stop. He had been trying to get me to make a GAY porn Movies. I had already stared in a film in Indy @ 13 for a Convicted Pedifile Bob Shots.That made a film and playing cards of xxx sex sense, Of which I did not give my OK. We would have lots of Pictures taken of us at these times without consent, while I had another God Vision when A angel on a horse blew a trumpet at me and advised me to not do what another was trying to do to me. He said that maybe I would grow up to be President some day. I was floored and ran away. By 18 I would have sex with 30 or so Catholic Priest- TV stars Academy award-winning Set designer for BEN HUR. Police officers Mayors. State representatives. You learn fast to read license plates to survive. School teachers. Some clients would do stuff with there own kids in the house. About 4500 individuals. Some were husbands and wifes. There is an Eleventh place of great concern: Happy holy Camp In Indiana. In 1965 our 4th year there There were 2 Brothers that were black men. They were very cruel Stoney was one of the there names. It Is “I”.

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After surveying over 3,000 women, the results show that of the women out there who cheat on their partner or spouse, it’s a coworker who causes them to succumb to temptation that very first time. What’s more, nearly 30 percent report that they were unexpectedly inspired to cheat by a collegue or their boss in the first place (i.e. they developed some kind of work crush that got out of hand and weren’t necessarly seeking out an affiar).

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Why Women Cheat


See, there's this thing called biology...

shoephoneI snagged this from John Branyan, “Who to Blame When Your Spouse Cheats,” as well as the accompanying CNN article he references. I agree with his take on things, I appreciate his commentary, but I feel the urge to elaborate on the whole thing some more and to lament the decline of Western civilization.

So contrary to the CNN article the “changing reasons why women cheat,” and the books referenced, there really are no “changing reasons.” We cheat because we’re sinners. We cheat because we’re chasing shiny objects on the ground. We cheat because we’re defying God’s design, going our own way, and not trusting in Him.  The answer to why we cheat is, because sin.

There is some cultural, social-sexual stuff going on however, contributing factors making everything worse. A couple of things really jumped out at me in this article, the egalitarian nature of modern relationships and…

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What does a Wife a Catholic Preist and a Black-Man in common: RAPE


donnie harold harris

DO NOT READ THIS!  Two Years ago I went to the VA for help. This lead to a Confession about being Raped on The southside of Indianapolis by two Catholic Priests in the early 60’s @ Sacred Heart Catholic Church. I would later be married by a Catholic Preist That had Raped me several times as a Preteen and teen… I was only 8 @ Sacred Heart…  When I was 15. I was kidnaped violently and HARD Raped by an active duty Marine, special forces re-assigned to Fort Harrison after being charged + released on bond with Rape in another town. A Black-Man while I was hitchhiking down East Washington street Indpls. in 1969 gave me a ride, then kidnapped me., I had to do all the work to please him or be killed. So I did. I have lived With Horrible conditions that have haunted my entire life since. Two years ago my wife got a new job. I am a…

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What does a Wife a Catholic Preist and a Black-Man in common: RAPE


DO NOT READ THIS!  Two Years ago I went to the VA for help. This lead to a Confession about being Raped on The southside of Indianapolis by two Catholic Priests in the early 60’s @ Sacred Heart Catholic Church. I would later be married by a Catholic Preist That had Raped me several times as a Preteen and teen… I was only 8 @ Sacred Heart…  When I was 15. I was kidnaped violently and HARD Raped by an active duty Marine, special forces re-assigned to Fort Harrison after being charged + released on bond with Rape in another town. A Black-Man while I was hitchhiking down East Washington street Indpls. in 1969 gave me a ride, then kidnapped me., I had to do all the work to please him or be killed. So I did. I have lived With Horrible conditions that have haunted my entire life since. Two years ago my wife got a new job. I am a 64 in bad shape. Last year her office of all white woman hired a Black-Man. A very polished well-educated Man about the same size as the Other Black man. I have only met him once. At this meeting he said. I asked your wife if you would mind a Blackman riding with her at work (in the new company van I guessed and not alone in the van). She said no I was good. I felt totally miss lead by him. Because they had already ridden together to subway a mile away by then. Fast forward to 3 weeks ago. All the world is learning about sexual assaults on the TV/Internet. My wife says to our daughter THREE TIMES one evening why she was here visiting. Once You TRY BLack you never go Back. I was so stunned I went into shock. Then she said it 2 more times. Me a BLACK-MAN RAPE survivor, her husband of 37 years to hear her tell MY daughter That. For some Unknown reason, she also Commented That Phillip was such a nice man several different time over this drive. The new man at work. Well, I caved, I have caved in My entire Lifetime. All the sudden I start to think about this strange conversation this Man had with me about him my wife riding together at work. So I asked my wife to clarify it. She admitted to Riding along with him in his car on 2 occasions. In His private car with him in full control of her whereabouts. But became flustered upset was concerned. She said I did know her or Phillip who was such a nice man. I was miss lead by him to what avail? I KNOW BLACK MEN very well. First, she Tells our daughter that a Black man is OK for Sex. But you will never go back. That is so sexist and degrading to me. How could she????? Because the Catholic Church refused to be responsible for MY and a Brothers Rape I have been in hell. Now, this, yet with my wife says I am her best friend. I have decided to Simple tell her That as her husband I do not approve of you riding alone in another man’s car. PERIOD. I am devastated and fell really really bad. Pray for me. don