THIS WEBSITE IS A +COLLAGE OF GAIL AND +HER LIFE.  At this website, Gail honors the 6 men [Brent Spiner, Vladimir Putin, Matthew McConaughey, War and Peace actor Vyacheslav Tikhonov (died Dec. 2009), Gerard Butler, macho  +Hugh Jackman] she's had telepathic sex with.  Though there are +30 to 40 on her marriage list, she's only had telepathic sex with 6.  +Jesuits create lies. She currently communicates with Brent and Vladimir directly using "brain-to-brain" communication (+using technology we've borrowed from criminals--Australian Paul Baird discusses these technologies), AND FINDS THIS METHOD OF COMMUNICATION VERY SATISFYING.  ALL HOT PINK UNDERLINED SECTIONS IN THIS WEBSITE ARE LINKS TO CLICK ON.  MUCH OF THE INFORMATION ON THIS WEBSITE HAS COME FROM GROUNDBREAKING +"BRAIN TO BRAIN" COMMUNICATIONS WITH BRENT SPINER/VLADIMIR PUTIN.  If Vladimir Putin and Brent Spiner won’t agree to the women Jesuits have chosen for them–Loree McBride for Brent Spiner, and Lyudmila Putina for Vladimir Putin--they know Jesuits are willing and able to kill to ensure their obedience.  That’s why, even though Brent and Vladimir love me and want to be with me, they can’t do it.  Jesuits have taken a quote from Brent Spiner’s 12-23-2010 Twitter comments, where he said, "Albert Einstein said, 'Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.'  I know a lot of insane people." Jesuits try to implicate Brent in their murder plots (click on the link above to view the TRUE JESUIT HEART--WARNING VIOLENT SCENES).  Brent Spiner spurns Jesuit Loree McBride's rampage against him to discredit this website and has suffered attempts on his life.  God used a courageous Queen Elizabeth to stop the almighty Armada (the pride of the Roman Catholic empire in the 16th century)--PART ONE, PART TWO, PART THREE.  Today's Armada is the Jesuit Order of the Roman Catholic Church (with their brilliant computer/satellite prowess and mind reading technology).  Queen Elizabeth knew that if Catholic Spain took over England, that an inquisition against all Protestant heretics would result in a bloodbath of terror in England.  God sent a mighty wind (a hurricane) in the English channel and God miraculously saved England from a Catholic inquisition.  May God give this world a bit of a reprieve from the Jesuit pope's (666) terrors to come (see +book of Revelation on video).  Those who have accepted Christ as their Savior will not have to live on earth when God allows a Jesuit pope to reign over earth as a dictator (666) who will behead those who do not worship the pope (666) and who refuse his mark (probably a computer chip implanted on their forehead or hands).  Without this chip, no one can buy or sell anything.  But if you take this chip, you'll go to hell.
Welcome to the +OFFICIAL WEBSITE of writer Gabrielle Chana (Gail Chord Schuler), launched February 2010.  I'm +secret wife of the greatest head of state on earth--Russian President Vladimir Putin, with a genetic profile that's half Catherine the Great (from my royal Oshu Fujiwara family) and half +king David (Zechariah 9:15- from my airline captain father +(Chord's Howard Hughes family).  Because of my Oshu Fujiwara ancestry, the Japanese royal family invited one of my great grandparents to their wedding.  My thanks to Pope Benedict for his support of this website +in its stand against Jesuit treachery.  I encourage independent thinking, freedom of the press and freedom of speech, and sponsor at this website two broadcasts:  Russia Today (Russian news station to the right) and a Christian radio station (also to the right and elsewhere) that often have opposing viewpoints.  ANY WEBSITE OR PUBLICATION THAT CLAIMS (or INSINUATES) BRENT SPINER HAS EVER MARRIED (EVEN IN A COMMON LAW MARRIAGE) or HAS HAD willing and knowing SEX WITH (or ever at any time desired for sex) LOREE MCBRIDE IS LYING. 
Vladimir Putin and Brent Spiner have, in case Jesuits kill Brent or Vladimir, sponsored since 2005 +a list of men who want to marry me.  Jesuits find these men with their love for Howard Hughes's great niece a real threat to their goal for a worldwide dictatorship, so these men have become victims of Jesuit plots (+Matthew McConaughey with Camila Alves; Vladimir Putin with Alina Kabaeva; Brent Spiner with Loree McBride, etc).  +actually JESUS CHRIST is NUMBER ONE ON MY MARRIAGE LIST:   +PART ONE, +PART TWO, +PART THREE, +PART FOUR, +PART FIVE.  You can't buy new copies of Brent's excellent album Ol' Yellow Eyes Is Back, because Loree McBride threatened Brent with tabloid exposure as the actor who had a long distance love affair with me while having sex with Loree, if he continued to market the album.  Loree knows that in all his music albums, he sings about me.  +The forbidden music is featured here at this website.  Brent Spiner created his +official website (2008) to counter lies (plastered all over the Internet and the tabloids) that he's married to (or has had a romantic/sexual relationship or common law marriage with) Loree McBride.  Brent does not mention his "wife" Loree McBride on his official website, because she's married to Brent's clone, not Brent, has never been his wife and he's never had romantic or sexual feelings for her (eliminates common law marriage which requires mutual agreement), and has been trying to get rid of her since 1992 (+when she raped him), but Jesuits have switched him out with his clone--the +Sex Kitten program. 
Brent's been in love with me since 1990.  Willing to die for the Jesuit General (her boss), Loree McBride has impregnated herself (artificial insemination or through Brent's clone) or with Brent's stolen semen (2001), and uses her baby born in 2002 (who is not Brent's adopted son) as a weapon against Brent's love for me.  Jesuits (the richest and most murderous organization on earth), invented cloning and discovered mind-reading technology before anyone else, (see my +Gabrielle Chana's Writings web page for more about Jesuit treachery over all of us). 
Because Brent has never made love to Loree (outside of her rape of him in Sept. 1992 or with the Sex Kitten program, where Brent's body is switched out with his clone), and Loree only hangs around Brent to destroy his relationship with me, she can't publish/produce a book/movie about Brent's intimacy with her (+like how I've described Brent's phone conversations with me in this memoir), because this would land her a defamation lawsuit, that she'd lose.  Loree uses her baby (conceived through artificial insemination with Brent's stolen semen or through Brent's clone) as her weapon.  Brent's adopted son is ANOTHER CHILD (not Loree's).
The use of my Conspiracy Law's 666-Computer History--a computer brain-read of all a person's conscious and subconscious memories since birth--(see my Conspiracy Law section below), will reveal that Vladimir Putin has never had willing and knowing sex with his publicity Lyudmila wife (that Vladimir's real wife Larisa died of breast cancer right before Vladimir became Russian President), and that Brent Spiner has never had willing and knowing sex with the cute blonde (publicist Loree McBride who, after I became a writer, and after Brent fired her as his publicist, decided to become a producer).
Vladimir Putin's poodles belonged to his wife who died in 2000 (Larisa), and not to Lyudmila (notice similarity to Loree McBrIDe because Jesuits chose the name LYUDMILA for Vladimir's wife in 2001).
The use of the 666-Computer History on Vladimir Putin, Lyudmila Putina, Brent Spiner and Loree McBride will expose lies and facades and reveal the truth, that the filthy rich Jesuit Order has launched billions of dollars into mass media campaigns to promote their lies that Brent is married to (or has had willing and knowing sex with) Loree and Vladimir is married to Lyudmila.
About 95% of Loree's photos with Brent are fake or "touched up" to sweeten her (+with Brent and/or Loree pasted onto a background).  All photos of myself on this website are unaltered, except I fixed my shoe on my photo with the long blue dress.  The only photo I've seen of Brent looking into Loree's eyes, is one where he stared at her like she was a viper (Germany 1996), while she stared straight ahead with defiance and a self-righteous stare like ice.  The Germans noticed her "attitude" and commented on it (December 1996)--but all this has disappeared from the Internet, because it exposed her failed attempt to seduce/rape Italian film star Franco Nero in December 1996, like she raped Brent Spiner in September 1992 (see my +Loree McBride's treachery web page). 
Brent doesn't look into Loree McBride's eyes, because he's not in love with her, has never had willing and knowing sex with her, and she's never been his wife.  Just about all the photos of them together on the Web are fake, with bodies pasted onto backgrounds, facial expressions altered, and other deceptions.  Any organization (the Jesuit Order) that invented cloning and discovered mind-reading technology, would have no problem coming up with convincing fake photographs.  She's maintained her girlfriend status with Brent through extortion.  She threatens to go to the tabloids with her Jesuit-contrived "evidence" that Brent's used her for sex only, if he won't agree to make public statements or appearances about her as his girlfriend.  Read this entire memoir for details.
45 minutes and 28 seconds into +Brent Spiner's Feb. 2008 Dave Rabbit radio interview, Brent nervously said this (about Loree McBride):   “My ugh. . .girlfriend has this. . .ugh. . .I call her that 'cause we can never think of anything else to call each other, since we’re not married.  We’ve been together --forever.  Um. . .She. . .ugh. . .she really gets irritated with me, if I, if there’s even the hint of being surly when somebody comes up and says something nice to me-- or recognizes me.  She really has no patience with me rolling my eyes or anything.  She doesn’t get it. . .I like being an actor, but being a celebrity is a whole other thing. . You never get quite used to being treated as if you’re something special. . ..She really doesn’t have any patience for that, whatsoever, and she lectures me and says, “You should be really happy that people recognize you.”  And he's made willing and knowing love (from 1994 to ?) to a PUBLICIST?  No legally valid public government records indicate Brent Spiner is married to Loree McBride, so why all these Jesuit websites that claim they are married?  The real Brent Spiner (not his evil clone) does not feel he's married to Loree.
Loree McBride, an anti-Semitic Jesuit, will come up as Jewish Brent's wife, if you do an Internet search for Brent Spiner's wife (+Brent Spiner's wife).  But she's mysteriously missing from +TheRealBrentSpiner.com (Brent's website).
From my birth, the Jesuits knew Jewish Howard Hughes (with a strong king David genetic profile) was my great uncle.  They made sure I received none of his estate at his death and didn't get a dime of his money.  They knew Howard Hughes, and Howard Hughes's great niece (myself) would never support Jesuit goals, so people like myself must be eliminated and discredited.  This explains my life and why Brent's love for me is the Jesuits' supreme focus.
The filthy rich Jesuits, masters with the news media, know that a lie presented over and over again becomes the truth to the public--and have  flooded the media with a billion dollar campaign of images, fake photos and statements about Brent and Loree as a married or sexual couple, so that these lies have become truth to the world--yes, Brent and Loree are really married or have had a sexual relationship.  But these are lies (anti-Semitic Nazi propaganda).  Jewish Brent has never had willing and knowing sex with anti-Semitic Jesuit Loree McBride, and only his clone has desired her as a sexual partner.  This clone overpowered the real Brent by the +Jesuit Sex Kitten program.  This Jesuit woman cooperates with a massive Jesuit conspiracy that steals men's sperm to use this sperm to destroy relationships that Jesuits deem a threat to their goals.  This Jesuit woman's job (from the very beginning of her "relationship" with Brent) has been to annihilate his relationship with Howard Hughes's great niece (me).
The Nobel Prize committee has given me a secret Nobel Prize (literature and medicine)--I've yet to receive my prize.  This website is my second book, my memoir, Catherine of King David, with 150 YouTube videos (or direct links to videos and radio interviews) that tell my story.
Silver Skies's love scenes reflect the dynamics of my twenty-year spiritual relationship with actor Brent Spiner.  Much of the chemistry between my two romantic leads, Dor and Brianna, reflects the spiritual chemistry between Brent and myself.
+The Skies of King David gives Brent Spiner and Vladimir Putin the hearing they deserve.  
Bypassing established publishing routes removes shackles, so that I can tell my forbidden story with truth.  This new art form (the website-movie) is the best way to tell my life story.
Here I've brought the valleys and mountaintops in the hearts of actor Brent Spiner (whom I've had a secret romantic relationship with since June 1991) and Russian President (Prime Minister) Vladimir Putin (whom I've had a secret romantic relationship with since September 2001).  Keeping my relationship with these men secret, has played into Jesuit plots to devastate their love for me.  Both have adored me for years and strive to honor that love, so they've maintained privacy about their personal life.  But the facades and performances forced on them by Jesuits have devastated them.
Our psychiatrists have determined that Vladimir battled depression (2006 to 2009), and even prepared a suicide video (May 2008) for a suicide that would appear a natural death--just because his love for the forbidden woman (me)--forced him into the Lyudmila charade. 
I include sexual content to show that a Jesuit woman Loree McBride (that I call "the cute blonde") has committed crimes against Jews (myself and Brent) and Jesuits orchestrated the Nazi Holocaust, when Brent has not had a willing and knowing sexual relationship with this Jesuit.  I show that this Jesuit woman (+Loree McBride) plasters lies and fake photographs with Brent (as the Hollywood "playboy") worldwide to make it appear Brent's had knowing and willing sex with her, to extort him into appearances or statements about her as his sexual partner (to destroy his love for the woman with the genes of king David--me).  Doctored photos of Brent, to make him appear to have his clone's personality (a shallow "Hollywood playboy"), contrasts with manly Brent Spiner.
If you're not listening.to this with a speaker system with subwoofers (designed for music, movies and games) and Adobe Flash Player 11, you'll be missing out on an awesome musical experience.
The Jesuits of the powerful Roman Catholic Church have controlled and run the United States ever since they established the Federal Reserve Bank in the U.S. (early twentieth century); therefore, no one can publish or broadcast anything (through the established routes) that goes against their agenda, so I had to publish and write this myself.
I offer Catherine of King David to the world for free (at this website).  But my life story is copyrighted and I own the copyright (see bottom of this web page), because I am the author and creator of this website, but will present my story's highlights in an Amazon Kindle version of Catherine of King David.
My relationship with Brent inspired me to write Silver Skies, and though I started it in 1993, I didn't finish until 2005.  A perfectionist with my writings, it takes me years to finish a book.  The most powerful organization on earth (the Jesuit Order) bans my writings, so I never use readers or editors, and do all my own rewrites and edits.  So I need to put the manuscript aside to develop some distance to it, before I do the final polish.  Therefore, it takes me years to finish.
I FIND IT INTERESTING THAT USED VERSIONS OF MY NOVEL SILVER SKIES ARE AVAILABLE AND MY PUBLISHER CLAIMS I HAVEN'T SOLD ANY BOOKS?  However, get the lowest price on Silver Skies, Part One at +AllBookstores.com or +bookfinder4u.com, or Silver Skies at +Biblio.com, or search under Gabrielle Chana at +books.google.com.  For Silver Skies, Part Two, try +bookfinder4u.com.  If from North America or Japan try +Biblio.com or +bookweb.kinokuniya.com or +amazon.co.jp.  If from Germany, try +libri.de.  Russian speakers can order from this Bulgarian website (+book.store.bg).  Complete ordering information for Silver Skies is at the +"Gabrielle Chana's Writings" web page.  Go to +Silver Skies (Part One) or +Silver Skies (Part Two) to read free sample pages of my novel Silver Skies. 
I had no father when I grew up.  My father was my grandfather (the brother of Howard Hughes).  I found out about my great uncle because of Brent.  Brent wondered why my thoughts and writings consumed him, why he could not forget me.  He knew that there was something about me, and then he discovered my incredible genes, and that my great uncle was Howard Hughes.
My grandfather's name was Robert (Bob) J. Chord, and so Brent had to play Bob in the movie +(The Aviator) about my great uncle Howard Hughes.  Brent just had to be in the movie about my great uncle, because he wanted to honor the love of his life (me--the great niece of Howard Hughes).  Apparently, Howard Hughes knew about his brother, because in the movie that Howard Hughes managed, called +The Carpetbaggers, the Howard Hughes
character's last name was Cord (Gail CHORD). 

+View a photo of myself, taken around 1991 or 1992 in my Lynnwood, Washington apartment (same apartment where Brent came to my door).  I was about 34 or 35.  No make-up.  I had a subscription to Writer's Digest magazine from 1991 to around 1996.




Old, slightly damaged photo, taken in 1984 on the grounds of South Dade Baptist Church School in Homestead, Florida where I taught chemistry and biology, my missionary internship.  At this time, I wanted to be a missionary to Japan.  I was 26, and had no interest in fashion until I was 32.  Category 5 Hurricane Andrew's eye would wipe out Homestead, Florida eight years later (1992)--see 1992 section on  +Vladimir Putin's secret wife page.
In January 1993 in Lynnwood, Washington, I was 35, and typing War on the Saints into my computer for Brent.  See my "Brent Spiner's true love" page.  No make-up.  +This is the apartment I lived in when Brent came to my front door in December 1993 and called my name. 
Taken around 1976, when I was 19 and a student at Florida State University.
I'm always in the kitchen.  Taken around 1991, when I was about 34.  Lynnwood, Washington apartment.  Same apartment I was in when Brent came to my front door in Dec. 1993--see my chronology in the +Vladimir Putin's secret wife section.  No make-up.
Taken February 1974 at South Dade Baptist Church grounds in Homestead, Florida (the town that got category 5 Hurricane Andrew's eye in 1992--see 1992 section on +Vladimir Putin's secret wife page.  Old, grainy photo.  I was 16 and dressed up for "old fashioned day" at the church..
Taken February 2008.  I was 50.  I hired a photographer to take this for my novel.  On the left foot, my shoe stuck out weird, and I paid the photographer to fix it.  Other than that, this photo has not been altered. 
Playing on my apartment upright Kawai piano, that I had to auction off in 2001, because I couldn't afford to move my stuff from Seattle to Florida.  Photo taken around 1991, right about the time I mailed Brent a video (taken from my camcorder) of myself singing and playing piano.  About a month after I mailed to Brent a cassette tape of myself singing and playing piano (in September 1990), Brent started his debut album +Ol' Yellow Eyes Is Back.  I believe I'm the one who inspired Brent to start making music albums.  What's ironic about all this, is when I mailed to Brent my cassette tape as a way of saying "thank you" for his letter to me, I had no idea what a talented singer he was, or I may not have mailed it to him.  I only knew Brent then as the actor who portrayed Lt. Commander Data on Star Trek:  The Next Generation, and thought he might enjoy my singing and piano playing.  In my twenties I had a fantastic voice, but due to a medical condition called spasmodic dysphonia that started at around age 30, my voice deteriorated.  A physician told me I'd never be able to sing again.  No make-up in this photo.  I was around 34 when this was taken.  Good news is that acupuncture has helped my voice, and I can sing, but not like I did in my twenties.

CLICK HERE TO WATCH +VLADIMIR PUTIN PLAYING PIANO AND SINGING (December 10, 2010).  Some claim because he chose a pop song, that he made this to impress the twenty-something Alina Kabaeva.  If this was for Alina, he would have chosen a Russian pop song and sung it in Russian.  He bravely sung in Russian-accented English with very beginning piano skills (wearing a wedding ring) and a voice (with no voice training) to let the world know he loves his piano playing, music loving, English speaking wife (ME)--who also sings--that I'll always be a part of him..
My great uncle Howard Hughes.  Notice how his facial features and body type match mine.  We are both thin and lanky.  You can see even more of a resemblance between Howard Hughes and my father.
My great uncle Howard Hughes, before he had the accident that disfigured his face.
My father (Howard Hughes's nephew) is a retired Eastern airlines captain.  Though I have no interest in aviation, my father was a pilot.  When I look at Howard Hughes's face (above), I could swear I see my dad.
If you think it's wild that I look like my great uncle Howard Hughes, it gets even more wild.  Brent, with a team of scientists in 2006, discovered that half my genetic profile matches Catherine the Great and the other half matches king David.  We have the technology today to match genes with the genes in corpses or remnants of the person in their grave.  Check out the photos of Catherine the Great (to the right) and compare them to my photo.  Unfortunately, we don't have photos or artwork on king David, but we can reconstruct from genetics what he probably looked like, and his appearance is amazingly similar to myself and Howard Hughes (who also has a king David genetic profile).  The brilliant Jesuits have known about my unusual genetics since my birth.  Is it any wonder they have such an obsession over me and my love life?  It's also interesting that I don't have a clone, and just about everyone on earth has a clone.  Jesuits, who discovered cloning technology around the 1920s, did not make clones of those who had threatening genetic profiles (like myself) or who belonged to a race destined for destruction (the Jews).  Both Brent Spiner and myself, with strong Jewish genetic profiles, have no clones.  The cute blonde has around thirty clones.  Jesuits are masters at reproduction and cloning.  Mind-reading Jesuits easily steal a man's sperm and impregnate a woman (without sex).  Because Catherine the Great was a Russian empress, there are paintings of her.  I feature them to the right. 
Notice how similar my facial features are to Catherine the Great.  It's strange that before I knew about my genetic profile, I fell in love with Russian President Vladimir Putin (fluent in German and half German) and helped him to write law to govern Russia--see my life's chronology on the "Vladimir Putin's secret wife" page.  And it's strange that I studied the German language and wrote a small book in German.  Catherine the Great had German ancestry.  When I look at the face of Catherine the Great, I see my mother.
Brent Spiner plays Bob in this Martin Scorsese film about Howard Hughes.  You can catch Brent right in the middle of the movie.
Check out the expression on Catherine's face.  Doesn't she look like she just had a great laugh?  I don't emphasize my sense of humor, because I'm sick of how Brent's humor is portrayed on the Internet.  Brent's funny, but he's not a shallow Hollywood playboy, and is a thrilling and sensitive lover, who expresses himself with layers, depths, and commitment.  Like Catherine the Great, I have a sense of humor.  Read some of the quotes underneath some of the pictures on this website.  Catherine the Great wrote comedy plays.  My Silver Skies sequel, The Skies of King David, will be a comedy-drama.
+Young Catherine, never broadcast anymore, and out of production, is my favorite movie about Catherine the Great.
I'm a real music lover, in case you haven't noticed.  I include some of my favorites.  I took a year of music theory at Florida State University as an elective.  At the time, the Florida State University School of Music was ranked number three in the nation.  My musical favorites reflect my genes from Psalmist King David and German Catherine the Great Empress of Russia.  Catherine the Great had no ear for music, but don't forget I have the genes of king David (the Psalmist).  Here are videos of Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture--two by the Osaka Philharmonic Orchestra (PART ONE, PART TWO).  The video above is awesome.
This website Catherine of King David created by Gail Chord Schuler (Gabrielle Chana) copyright 2010.  All rights reserved. 

However, I grant permission to Russian President (Prime Minister) Vladimir Putin (born October 7, 1952 from St. Petersburg, Russia) and actor Brent Spiner (born February 2, 1949 from Houston, Texas, USA) to use exact copies of this website (or parts of this website) in English, or exact translations (in another language) of this website any way they want (free of charge).  This website is defined as this website plus 1) all text or photo links from this website, 2) all videos that I’ve ever created, even those not featured at this website, but only at YouTube or elsewhere, (including all my posted comments about these videos at YouTube or elsewhere), 3) all writings I’ve ever created.  I forbid anyone to alter the contents of this website (or any exact translations of it in languages besides English) in any way.  Brent Spiner and Vladimir Putin can make exact translations of my novel Silver Skies or of any of my published books or this website into another language.  Ninety percent of the proceeds from these translations they will pay me through my publisher +RoseDog Books, 701 Smithfield Street, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania 15222
(866-380-0923 or 412-288-4543, ext. 210) or using whatever method they choose.  I give ten percent of Silver Skies or of any of my published books (non-English version) foreign sales to Brent Spiner and/or Vladimir Putin to pay for their translation and promotion services for these in their non-English versions.

Brent and Vladimir also may sell exact copies of my English version of Silver Skies or of any of my published books (including my Amazon Kindle versions) or this website and give me 90% of the proceeds from the English versions using whatever method they prefer to pay me (they keep 10% as my payment to them for their services).
(Electronically signed:  Gail Chord Schuler), (Place:  The United States of America), (Date:  April 7, 2010--updated Feb. 8, 2012)
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THE YEAR I DISCOVERED BACH'S SAINT MATTHEW PASSION:  1985-86
In May or June 1986, the Coast Guard Cutter Glacier returned with my husband Stuart Pohlman's clone from its six month deployment to Antarctica.  As I waited for my husband's ship to pull up at the dock, I made it onto the local Portland, Oregon news broadcasts.  A news commentator placed a microphone to my mouth to interview me.  My interview was broadcast in the evening news, so that when I went to church the next Sunday, many at the huge church I attended in Gladstone, Oregon commented that I was a celebrity.  I wore a rust-colored, smooth velvet overcoat, with my natural brunette hair in layers.  Because it snowed that day (somewhat unusual for this time of the year in Portland), snow was on the ground. 
So, after my appearance on the local news broadcasts (I don’t believe the clone was shown, they interviewed me before the ship pulled up at the dock), the clone began his performance as Stuart Pohlman, to replace Stuart, to ensure that I’d have a husband who’d serve the interests of the Jesuit Order.  So, it appears, that from about winter 1986 and onwards, I was not married to the man I took my vows with on April 20, 1985 at the First Baptist Church of Westwood Lakes in Miami, Florida. 

In 1985 and 1986, I knew the Bible well and gained no new insights into the Scriptures from the preacher of the Portland, Oregon church I attended (that my husband ordered me to attend).  I longed for another church where I could grow as a Christian and have a deeper walk with Christ. 
I did not want to be emotionally manipulated by a power hungry preacher, but wanted to grow into a solid, Bible believing Christian.  I especially did not like the rock music played during church services, as I felt the music lacked reverence and that the church’s spirit was shallow and show-business-like rather than like the Spirit of Christ.
To compensate for the shallow and irreverent music I heard in the church services at this Gladstone church, I recalled what I’d heard on a Christian radio station program from Moody Bible Institute (Stories of Great Christians) where I heard the story of Johann Sebastian Bach.  I recalled that Bach (a devout Lutheran) considered his greatest masterpiece, his St. Matthew Passion in German. 
So I decided to give myself some spiritual food through music, to make up for the irreverent music I endured at this church.  I called several music stores in Portland, Oregon to find this St. Matthew Passion.  Only one music store had it.  
This music especially appealed to me because I knew it would emphasize the inner life as opposed to the shallow, clap-trap and hustling activities (and goal setting activities) of this church, where great numbers in church attendance was equated with spirituality, and where this Baptist church’s music, accompanied by drum beats and crass tympanies and clashes and bangs reflected the church’s irreverent commercialism and its hustle and bustle insanity.  
I told Stuart that music like the St. Matthew Passion pleased God, that God would much more prefer this music by Bach over the shallow clap-trap style music we heard at this church in Gladstone, Oregon. 
Finally, I found one music store in Portland, Oregon that carried the St. Matthew Passion and I bought it (in the 33 1/3 record format) and listened to it over and over, so I could worship God in my own way with music that I saw fit for God, to compensate for the clamor I had to endure at the big, commercialistic Baptist church. 
As I heard the music, I followed the German (by reading the English translation next to it).  How my heart soared to the heavens in reverence and tears as I heard these words in German (in 1962) by the Philharmonia Choir and Philharmonia Orchestra (Otto Klemperer) with Peter Pears, Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau, Elisabeth Schwarzkopf, Christa Ludwig, Nicolai Gedda, Walter Berry.  My soul felt a cleansing from the impurities I endured from that Baptist church in Gladstone, Oregon.  I worshipped God in the church of my heart from my apartment (in the apartment complex called The Bluffs) in Milwaukie, Oregon. 
I looked out my window and saw the Willamette River from my window, with the lush Pacific Northwest greenery  and black ravens hawking and squawking, fluttering about the river’s banks' greenery, bobbing their heads, cocking and sputtering among each other on the grass.  I loved this music's tranquility and flow; how it seemed to blend with the lush evergreens about my quaint, canary yellow apartments (with air’s purity and stillness hovering over each tree branch), and sun rays filtering through layers of stillness and air smelling of tranquility. 
I preferred this church of my heart in my apartment, with the peaceful slopes of the Willamette at my doorsteps and the lush music of Bach, to what my husband forced me to endure--that Baptist church's hustle and bustle insanity.  The river's cool, crisp air, whipping its freshness onto my face, lingered with purity and passions in my apartment, as I heard music and words stream to my heart.
GAIL, BORN ON 9-15-57 WITH THE GENES OF KING DAVID, +DISCUSSES ON YOUTUBE HER CLONE EXPERIENCES.
Zechariah 9:15--"The Lord of hosts shall defend them; and they shall devour, and subdue with sling stones"

Zechariah 9:6 (9 + 6=15)--"And a bastard shall dwell in Ashdod, and I will cut off the pride of the Philistines."  David defeated the Philistine Goliath with sling stones.  I'm the woman with the king David genetic profile born 9-15-57.  God calls the Jesuit General (of the church that sponsors Ash Wednesday) a bastard.  Interesting that when I lived in Seattle I went through the Ash Wednesday earthquake in 2001 and suffered no damage. 

BASTARD (Jesuit General or Black pope or illegitimate, false Christ).  SLING STONES (Gail's writings, this website, Gail's men).  ASHDOD (Roman Catholic Church, The Vatican).

Habakkuk 2:5--"Yea also, because he transgresseth by wine, he is a proud man, neither keepeth at home, who enlargeth his desire as hell, and is as death, and cannot be satisfied, but gathereth unto him all nations, and heapeth unto him all people"

Because I’ve read the King James Bible from cover to cover over a hundred times, God shows me things. . .From the 1920s to now.

In Isaiah 57, God condemns a whore for her activities.  Babylon the Great (the Jesuit Order) is described in the Bible as a whore.  It appears that most of the clones created by the whore, Babylon the Great, are not good offspring. . .Isaiah 57:3-4--“But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed (the clones created by the whore, Babylon the Great, in her bed upon a lofty and high mountain–Isaiah 57:7) of the adulterer and the whore.  Against whom do ye (Babylon’s clones) sport yourselves?  Against whom make ye a wide mouth, and draw out the tongue?  Are ye not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood (these clones were created to deceive). . .

Isaiah 57:8–“Behind the doors also (in secret laboratories) also and the posts hast thou set up thy remembrance: for thou hast discovered thyself to another than me, and art gone up; thou hast enlarged thy bed (and so we have an army of clones), and made thee a covenant with them (Satanic UFO inhabitants?  UFOs have an obsession with human reproduction); thou lovest their bed where thou sawest it.  NOTE OF INTEREST: After listening to Dr. Peter Ruckman’s tapes on UFOS, I believe UFOs exist, but that they don’t come from outer space, but from hell (located in the center of the earth), because they smell like sulfur.  UFOs often enter and exit through the Bermuda Triangle, so they come from the center of the earth.

Isaiah 57:9 (Gail was born on 9-15-57)–“And thou wentest to the (6th word)king (which king?  Certainly not Jesus Christ.  Notice this is the SIXTH–666?–word in this verse of 27 or 9+9+9 words) with ointment, and didst increase thy perfumes, and didst send thy (18th word)messengers (6+6+6=18.  18th word in this verse.  Messenger RNA?  Messenger RNA is the form of RNA in which genetic information transcribed from DNA as a sequence of bases is transferred to a ribosome.  In other words, you need to use messenger RNA and bases to create clones.  Now notice the rest of this verse. . .) far off, and didst debase [DNA–DEoxyribonucleic acid, a self-replicating material (using messenger RNA and bases to replicate itself) present in nearly all living organisms as the main constituent of chromosomes.  It is the carrier of genetic information.] thyself even into hell.

Isaiah 57:9–“And thou wentest to the king with ointment, and didst increase thy perfumes, and didst send thy messengers far off, and didst debase thyself even into hell.”

NOTE OF INTEREST: I believe God only uses the word “debase” once in the entire Bible.  And it’s only used in Isaiah 57:9.  My Cruden’s Concordance does not list its use anywhere else.

Now notice Nahum 2:13 (2 + 13 = 15.  Gail was born on 9-15-57.  Is God trying to connect Nahum 2:13 with Isaiah 57:9?)–“Behold I am against thee, saith the Lord of hosts, and I will burn her chariots (automobiles) in the smoke (have you noticed a lot of pollution and smoke lately?), and the sword (Armageddon) shall devour thy young lions (see Psalm 57–lions here represent the leaders of Babylon the Great): and I will cut off the prey from the earth [the prey refers back to Nahum 2:12, in which God describes the lions (Babylon the Great’s) prey as ravin (violent seizure of prey or property; plunder)], and the voice of thy messengers (messenger RNA?) shall no more heard.”

Nahum 2:13–“Behold I am against thee, saith the Lord of hosts, and I will burn her chariots in the smoke, and the sword shall devour thy young lions: and I will cut off the prey from the earth, and the voice of thy messengers shall no more be heard.”

Nahum 2:13 has 48 words.  The nation that has the flag with the Star of David (Israel) was founded in 1948.

Psalm 57 is a Psalm of David (Gail has the genetic profile of king David), when he fled from Saul (a type of 666 or the beast) in the cave.  Psalm 57:4–“My soul is among lions (see Nahum 2): and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.”

1 Samuel 23:23 (the words of Saul as he goes after David)–“See therefore, and take knowledge of all the lurking places where he hideth himself, and come ye again to me with the certainty, and I will go with you: and it shall come to pass, if he be in the land, that I will search him (through genetic profiling) throughout all the thousands of Judah.”  Because the verse numbers of 1 Samuel 23:23 resemble the human genetic code, this verse symbolizes how the Jesuits use genetic profiling on those (like Gail and Howard Hughes) who have the genetic profile of king David.  Saul is a type of 666.  23 pairs of chromosomes in the human genome!

THIS IS VERY SIGNIFICANT➔Only two books in the Bible have a chapter 57: Isaiah (22+22+22=66 chapters) and the Psalms (50+50+50=150 Psalms).  66 + 150=216.  216 divided by 3=72.  22 + 50 = 72. What’s going on with 72?  72 is the reverse of 27.  Isaiah 57:9 (I was born on 9-15-57) has 27 words.

Jesuits have no respect for the individual and consider all individuals dispensable in order to pave the way for their grand and glorious Messiah (who will be the beast, 666, or the false Christ) to bring in a millennium for the Jesuit Pope.  This was their goal with Adolph Hitler, when they financed the Nazi War Machine to use the German nation (World War II) to bring in a millennium for the Pope.  Hitler agreed to round up the Jews for the Holocaust to please the Jesuits (who financed Hitler’s war machine), because the Jesuits wanted the Jewish race eliminated.

An Austrian monk named Gregor Mendel, in the late 1800s, discovered the existence of genes.  Once one of their own, a monk, discovered the science of genetics, it didn’t take the Jesuits long to make use of this new knowledge.

By the 1920s, Babylon the Great used genetic engineering prowess to create an army of clones, and wasted no time to practice genetic profiling on babies (such as myself, born September 15, 1957 with the genetic profile of Howard Hughes from king David and the genetic profile of Catherine the Great), to determine which individuals they wanted eliminated or destroyed.

Numbers 23:23–“Surely there is no enchantment against Jacob, neither is there any divination against Israel: according to this time it shall be said of Jacob and of Israel, what hath God wrought!”

Gail, descended from Jewish royalty (king David), lives under the weight of oppression from Babylon the Great and their army of clones.

Gail knows from her study of the King James Bible, that all these clones and the power and wealth of the Jesuits (Babylon the Great) pave the way for 666 or the false Christ, who will be a Jesuit Pope.  Because the Jesuits used secret cloning technology to create an army of clones, they made haste (starting around the 1920s) to take over the practice of medicine, to cover up their activities.  Today, most medical practitioners have been trained in medical schools (with curriculums designed by Jesuits).

Today’s medicine has been revamped to accommodate and cover up the Jesuits’ twentieth century takeover of medicine.  Gail originally wrote Conspiracy Law to oust from the Jesuits their monopoly and control over medicine.  The first Conspiracy Law document she wrote covered criminal medical practice.  This document she named International Reproductive Laws.

Because clones are so prominent in the twenty-first century, one would think God has something to say about them in the King James Bible, if the Bible is truly a divine book.  I searched the Scriptures for God’s advice about clones, and found some interesting verses in Isaiah and Matthew. . .

Matthew 23:23 (the verse numbers–the number of chromosome pairs in the human genome–associated with this verse tells us what God thinks about the Jesuits’ cloning activities)–“Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees (scribes and Pharisees symbolize the Jesuits or the Rev. 17 whore), hypocrites!  For ye pay tithe of mint and anise and (17th word is cummin–see Rev. 17) cummin (6 letters–this is the seed of the plant used to make curry–see Isaiah 28), and have omitted the weightier matters of the law, judgment, mercy, and faith: these ought ye to have done, and not to leave the other undone.”

Matthew 23:24-28–“Ye blind guides, which strain at a gnat, and swallow a camel.  Woe unto you scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites!  For ye make clean the outside of the cup and of the platter, but within they are full of extortion and excess.
Thou blind Pharisee, cleanse first that which is within the cup and the platter, that the outside of them may be clean also.
Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites!  For ye are like unto whited sephulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men’s bones, and of all uncleanness. 
Even so ye also outwardly appear righteous unto men, but within ye are full of hypocrisy and iniquity.

THE TWENTY-THIRD (23rd) BOOK OF THE BIBLE IS ISAIAH.  Isaiah also has 66 chapters and 66 divided by 3 = 22 + 22 + 22.  The nucleus of every human cell contains that person’s 23 pairs of chromosomes (22 are inherited from the mother and 22 are inherited from the father, and two are sex chromosomes: XX for a female, and XY for a male.)  By giving the 23rd book of the Bible (Isaiah) 66 chapters, God tells us that 666 (the Jesuit Pope) will be a master at human genetics.  Notice that both the female and male sex chromosomes contain an X.  X is associated also with 666 or the Jesuit Pope.

Apparently the book to go to, to learn how God feels about clones is the twenty-third book of the Bible, Isaiah, because the human genome (genetic code) consists of 23 pairs of chromosomes.  My comments are within parentheses.  Please notice the numerical order of these verses.  First we have Matthew 23:23 - 28, and then we have Isaiah 28:28 - 23 (and these passages of Scripture are connected to each other).  They remind me of the actions of messenger RNA when it duplicates the genetic code from DNA.  Each person’s 23 pairs of chromosomes determines their genetic makeup.  The nucleus of every human cell contains that person’s 23 pairs of chromosomes (22 are inherited from the mother and 22 are inherited from the father, and two are sex chromosomes: XX for a female, and XY for a male.)  So if you have one human cell, you have the entire genetic code for that person.  Apparently, the Jesuits figured this out right away after their servant (monk Mendel) discovered genetics, and Jesuits wasted no time to begin cloning.

New paragraph–Isaiah 28:23-27–“Give ear, and hear my voice; hearken, and hear my speech.
Doth the plowman plow all day to sow?  (Do we continually give out truth to those who won’t listen?) doth he open and break the clods of his ground?  (It’s time for judgment)
When he hath made plain the face thereof (when a man is exposed to truth), doth he not cast abroad the fitches (those who rebel against the truth), and (17th word) scatter the cummin (the Rev. 17 whore’s rebellious clones–see Matt. 23:23), and cast in (embrace or use) the principal wheat (the good authentic persons who symbolize righteous Israel) and the appointed barley (the good clones who symbolize the righteous Gentiles) and the rie (the good half-clones who symbolize those righteous persons who have Jewish ancestry mixed with Gentile ancestry).

Both rie and fitches are like the spelt grain–an old kind of wheat with bearded ears and spikelets that each contain TWO narrow grains.
It appears that when a clone accepts the Lord, he/she is transformed from cummin [a bad clone, like the unacceptable tithe (cummin) of the self-righteous Pharisee–see Matt. 23:23] to appointed barley (a good clone, an offering that God normally would not accept, but which He has “appointed” for His acceptance).  Both cummin and barley have 6 letters which seems to indicate that both are seed that came into being because of the actions of the Rev. 17 whore or 666, but that God will show mercy on a clone, if he/she accepts the truth and then the clone is no longer cummin, but becomes appointed barley that God can use.  Notice that rie has 3 letters, which seems to indicate a half-clone.

For his God doth instruct him (the plowman) to discretion, and doth teach him.
The plowman represents God’s servants and God instructs his servants how to handle different kinds of seed (offspring). 
For the fitches (those who rebel against the truth) are not threshed with a threshing instrument,. . .
In threshing, the grain (seed) is separated from the plant (a type of the world)
. . .neither is a cart wheel turned about upon the cummin;. . .
In these verses, the threshing instrument and the cart wheel are used to separate the seed (the offspring) from the plant (the world), to make GOOD seed (separated from the world) that God can use in His garden.  But if the seed (offspring) is stubborn and evil, the threshing instrument and the cart wheel cannot separate it from its love of the world (or its attachment to the plant). . .
. . .but the fitches (those who rebel against the truth) are beaten out with a staff, and the cummin (the rebellious Rev. 17 clones) with a rod.

Notice that we are now in Isaiah 28:28–“Bread corn is bruised, because he will not ever be threshing it (this seed or offspring is so stubborn it won’t separate from the plant), nor break it with the wheel of his cart, nor bruise it with his horsemen (Armageddon?).”  Bread corn is apparently the worst type of offspring and represents those who are the most stubborn against the truth and who love this present, evil world with ferocity, like the way corn remains on its stalk.  Bruising is a worse result than the other methods mentioned in this verse, and seems to symbolize the lake of fire.

Isaiah 28:25–“When he hath made plain the face thereof, doth he not cast abroad the fitches, and scatter the cummin. . .”  This verse seems to support my laws that deport willing and knowing Jesuit agents to another country (far away from Gail).  God says if the rebellious won’t listen, they must be scattered, so that they can’t group together into conspiracies for evil.

Proverbs 20:26–“A wise king scattereth the wicked (deports the bread corn in a manner so that they can’t group together), and bringeth the wheel over them (this king crushes the rebellious seed or bread corn, he breaks or bursts the corn using the actions of a wheel).”  Proverbs 20:26 uses words like “scatter” and “the wheel” just like Isaiah 28:23-28, so Isaiah 28:23-28 should be consulted for further insights into this verse.  Proverbs 20:26 states that the wise king deals with the Jesuits and their supporters by separating them (scattering them), like my deportation laws, so they can’t group into conspiracies, and then CRUSHES them, brings the wheel over the corn kernel which causes it to crush or burst (so this wise king first scatters the wicked, and then executes or kills them).  Apparently, it is necessary to scatter them first, so that they can’t group together and defend themselves when they are executed.

Isaiah 28:29–“This also cometh forth from the Lord of hosts, which is wonderful in counsel, and excellent in working.”

In Psalm 72, the reign of the true Messiah (descended from king David) is described.  It also appears that these are the last words of king David.  The true Messiah (Jesus Christ) descended from king David, unlike the Jesuit Pope’s (false Christ’s) temporary reign of clones and deception, will reign forever with righteousness and truth.
TABLE OF CONTENTS FOR CONSPIRACY LAW
I registered my Conspiracy Law at the U.S. Copyright Office in January 2007, for which I've received the Nobel Prize in Medicine, and for which Harvard University has given me honorary degrees in Medicine and Law.  +Vladimir Putin, trained in law (Leningrad University), cheered me on as I wrote these laws.  Because he knew I had no formal legal training, he didn't tell me he was a lawyer, until I finished.  I received the technical/scientific information to write these laws from Vladimir (brain-to-brain communications).  Vladimir gave me the latest intelligence (or information) about Jesuit activities. 

Explanation sheet
International Reproductive Laws, p. 1
Laws regarding criminal use of space technology involving
reproduction, cloning, etc.
International Criminal Law: Space Technology, p. 44
Laws dealing with crimes involving computer/satellite
technology.
General 666-Computer or Satellite Computer Laws, p. 220
A broad spectrum of laws regarding use of computer/satellite
technology
International Privileged Licensed Practitioner and Registered Satellite Practitioner-Network Configurations, p. 288
Suggestions about how to set up a worldwide network of
physicians and medical practitioners who practice medicine for
the space age (using computer/satellite technology)
Terrorist Money Laws, p. 358
Laws dealing with massive terrorist money networks.
Conspiracy Laws and Government, p. 414
A broad spectrum of laws regarding how to implement these
laws about criminal use of space technology into the
mainstream governments of the world.
Unwilling Agent Laws, p. 1252
Laws regarding Jesuit use of computer/satellite technology to
control people against their will, including mind-reading and
brain control technologies.
Schuler/Putin Romantic History and Statements, p. 1341
International Military Law, p. 1400
Laws regarding how to set up a worldwide military operation
using computer/satellite technology to defeat the Jesuits.
Footnoted sources from Silver Skies’s outline at synop.1, p. 1526
Can see this on my +Gabrielle Chana's Writings web page.
My Last Will and Testament (March 17, 2006), p. 1536
My Offering to God, p. 1545
This legal document outlines how I want to use my winnings
from legal cases against the Jesuits.
Russia’s Neighbor Laws, p. 1554
How to use computer/satellite laws specific for Russia
Marriage Priorities, p. 1568
666-Computer or Satellite Computer Laws for Privileged Licensed Practitioners and Registered Satellite Practitioners, p. 1601
Laws regarding how to practice medicine with space age
technology (using computer/satellite technology)

Jesuits hate my Conspiracy Law, because, if it’s enforced, the truly guilty are punished and the truly innocent are set free.  My Conspiracy Law’s basic tenet is that if an actual act is committed (stealing a man’s sperm and placing it in your vagina, in order to frame him with rape/irresponsible sex while you jump into his bed while he’s sleeping or doped out) and the motive for that actual act is to promote/commit a crime (such as encouraging a murder conspiracy against the woman he truly loves), that person (the woman who jumped into bed with the man while sleeping) +will receive the punishment (death penalty) for his/her motive (to participate in a murder conspiracy) to commit that actual act, even if the actual act committed (stealing the man’s sperm and sleeping in his bed without his knowledge) was not the crime that the person had the motive to commit (murder).  With computer/satellite technology we can now determine motive for all acts committed.  On the other hand, if an actual act (sleeping in your bed and waking up with a strange woman beside you, who has stolen your semen and placed it in her vagina) is committed, and the motive (to get some sleep) for your actual act (waking up in bed with a woman who has your sperm in her vagina) is not to commit an apparent action (having irresponsible sex) that is a crime (such as rape), then you will not be guilty of that crime/apparent action (rape, irresponsible sex), even if all physical evidence (your sperm in the woman’s vagina when she wakes up next to you in bed) indicates you committed that crime/apparent action (rape, irresponsible sex).

All biographies about him say, "Putin, a soft-spoken and stone-faced man, keeps his personal life very private."  He's stone faced because his beautiful wife Larisa with eyes that show inner depths (to the left) died (early 2000).  He keeps his private life very private +because he's not really married to shallow Lyudmila and +has had no sex with shallow Olympic athlete Alina Kabaeva.  +He's deeply in love with me (see my driver's license photo taken in 2002 when I wrote my German letters for him).  Jesuits use artificial insemination (Alina's baby Dimitry) to sabotage Vladimir.  Read this entire memoir for details about our "brain to brain" intimacy "From Russia to Gail With Love".  He sees me as a young, beautiful woman with inner depths.
Bach's St. Matthew Passion finale, The Moscow Chamber Orchestra.
Tchaikovsky's Symphony No. 5 final (4th) movement (Parts 1 and 2).
Bach's St. Matthew Passion, Karl Richter of Germany, conductor.  Karl Richter, Münchener Bach Orchester, Chor & Chorbuben.  
After my computer crashed (January 2009) and I lost Silver Skies on my computer's hard drive, I retyped the entire manuscript from a paper version I had, that became my second edition (published as an +Amazon Kindle book).  I'd already mailed to my publisher the version I'd lost on my hard drive (which is my first edition, and is the paperback version I have out now).  I'd made a copy onto floppy of Silver Skies from my hard drive for my publisher, but neglected to make a copy on floppy from my hard drive for myself.  So when my computer crashed, I lost Silver Skies on my computer.  After I bought a new computer, I had to retype Silver Skies from a paper version, and that became my second edition. My second edition is very close to my first edition, but there are minor changes.  This second edition scene is taken from pages 8 - 11 from Silver Skies:  Part Two of Two. 


He saw her before she saw him. . .on a bench in the distance, she sat.  She looked depressed, this disturbed him.  Her mood seeped into his bones.  Brianna was married. . .and miserable.  The mountain on his heart crushed him more.  His leg hurt again, the old injury revived itself.  He limped.  He'd give his life to see happiness in her eyes again.  In his imagination, her warm body and skin warmed his, and his presence caused her to resonate with joy.  The drooping neck was foreign to him.  Legs and arms sagged as she dragged them about.  He wanted to drape her, kiss away her hurts.  She was still beautiful.  Her hair cascaded on her shoulders and reflected her former glory.  But her shoulders used to be firm and high.  He turned his head to view the Douglas Firs; he couldn't bear to see her this way.  
Yesterday, he bought her a pearl necklace at Seattle's Pike's Place.  He wanted to take her there.  Its free-spirit reminded him of her.  He pulled the necklace from his jeans pocket and clasped the Bible.  He would bring a smile to her face.
The attractive dark haired woman jammed beside him.  Startled, he almost dropped the pearls.  Brianna lifted her head and saw him--with her. 
The strange woman flounced ahead of him to Brianna. 
He mustn't let this woman intimidate him.  How he wanted to kiss Brianna now.  She looked like she drowned in the ocean.  The strange woman brought more sadness to those soft eyes.  His hand went for the pearls; he held them out to Brianna.  But Brianna stared at him in bewilderment.
It was the other woman, she was in the way. 
The stranger laughed.  "See those pearls?  He gave those to me last week.  I gave them back to him when I learned about you.  I can't tell you how disgusted I was."
Dor stiffened.  "She's lying.  I have no idea who this woman is."  He took Brianna's hand.  "I swear she's never been my girlfriend.  I can see how you've suffered because of her."  He ran his hand across her hair.
A new life came to Brianna's eyes.  She squeezed his hand and her eyes observed his, a tint of sadness fell over them.  "You look ghastly.”  A tear trickled down her cheek.  “Did you send Dr. Rubenstein to me, at Yellowstone?"  Her chest heaved and rivers came from her eyes.
“I did.”  Dor’s eyes lowered.  “It was my way of being with you.”
Brianna’s eyes observed his.  "Did you believe I was married to Keane Horton?"
The strange girl paced several feet away.
He felt a stab.  The answer came like a knife.  "Yes."  He couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. 
She jumped and brought her hand to her mouth.  "I hate them."
He had to get rid of that woman.  How could he nourish Brianna with her around?  He faced the brilliant eyes, which leered at him.  "If you don't leave, I'll call the police."
The woman traipsed to her car and locked herself in it, but didn't leave, and stared at them from the car.
Brianna touched his arm; volumes of feeling that lay buried within, erupted in him.  An overwhelming desire to transport her to oneness swelled over him.  She needed to be loved, to feel his warmth in her.
She pulled a box from underneath the bench and opened it.  There was satiny material in the box.  Her face had more color now.  "I bought this for you."
He took the box and pulled out what was inside.  The material was silk.  A weight lifted from him and in its place came a joy that flooded his eyes.  Her soft hand was within his reach.  “Did you think that woman in that car over there was my girlfriend?”  Their fingers laced together.  He kneeled and saw the reflection of the sky in her eyes.  "This is the most beautiful tallit I've ever had."  He watched the sky and said a silent prayer of thanks. 
Brianna bit her lip.  "Yes, I thought perhaps. . .because of me. . . you were in such despair--that you went crazy."
His head rested on her lap and he sobbed; his arms wrapped around her legs.  "It's only been three months since you said goodbye.  It's too soon. . .too soon. . .never. . .never. . ."  He rose.  His old injury returned to haunt him and he limped. 
"I'd never marry Keane."
"Did you see yourself on television?"
Brianna's lips quivered.  “Yes. . .”  She closed her eyes . . . inhaled deeply. 
His head rested on her lap and wept for joy. 
“You know what Keane did to me. . .don’t you?”
“What?”
“He said he had photos of you with your girlfriend that I must see—that he’d only show them to me at the studio when I arrived.  When I showed up and saw the photos, I didn’t believe she was your girlfriend, and wanted to cancel my appearance with him.  But he said if I didn’t appear on the show with him, he’d announce on the air I was his wife and that I canceled my appearance because I caught the flu.”
“So your appearance with Keane was purely professional.  And you didn’t want to be there at all.”
She bit her lips.  “I would have given anything if it was you with me on that broadcast, instead of him.  I told them on the air I wasn’t married to him.  It got edited out.  Oh, how I hate Keane Horton.”
Dor lifted her to him.  “Let’s pretend it never happened.”  He led her behind a Douglas Fir, which blocked the view of the wild woman.  Brianna leaned beside him, looked at the sky.  He plucked some blackberries off their prickly bushes and offered them to her, and smiled.  Sunlight streamed through towering branches, the air like fresh oxygen.  Brianna leaned beside him on the tree and sighed, and looked at the sky.  Her eyes, such depths of sadness.  He turned toward her, and yearned to comfort her. 
His lips brushed hers. . .the blackberries in her hand fell to the ground.  As he brought her next to him, he embraced her, and about him stirred her arms and body.  Then in a fire of fury her mouth engulfed his; and into him her dreams and passions poured; his arms and fingers coursed over her.  The warmth from her mouth, and the feel of her against him thrilled his soul; how often he’d dreamt of this moment; he’d always imagined it, but now with her lips on his, this that he felt from her was real.  No, this was not a dream; the feel of her mouth on his infused him, streamed a fire to his heart and filled him with a passion to be all she dreamed him to be; his doubts soothed. . .and into him infused a euphoria that tripped through his heart.  How good her mouth felt.  How he wanted more of her. 
She embraced him and kissed him again and again, and into him sweet dreams waltzed.  The Douglas Firs melted with him; he fell down to the ground with her and rolled with her on the ground, rolled and kissed her mouth and hair, which soothed his wounds and lifted his heart, tall, like the trees.  This forest – a retreat from the cruel demons which whizzed about them.  He flowed his love into her, strengthened her, and prepared her for calamities; each caress. . .a sanctuary, to remove the pain from her eyes so that they would radiate softness again.  He held her, as if to never let her go.

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All articles claim that Vladimir Putin spoke English in public for the first time when he addressed delegates (2007) at the 119th International Olympic Committee Session in Guatemala City to bid for Sochi for the 2014 Winter Olympics.  However, it seems to me he tried earlier, back in October 21, 2001 in Shanghai, China, during a joint news conference with President Bush.  I remember when I read this article from The New York Times on October 22, 2001, how impressed I was with his English and I sensed that he tried to speak English for me.  You see, I noticed him on September 25, 2001 and shortly after this he "out of the blue" began meetings with American President Bush.  When you read the transcript below, it does seem a transcript of him trying to speak English; and, if so, his English was excellent.  Vladimir's a good actor, and he's been playing dumb about his English speaking abilities.  Apparently, his English has been much better than he's let the world know.  I mean, read the transcript below. . .After the Jesuits extorted him with Lyudmila (November 2001), he began to play dumb about his English speaking abilities.  
ABOVE EXERPT TAKEN FROM NEW YORK TIMES, DATE:  OCTOBER 22, 2001
Vladimir may have been in this outfit when he had the joint news conference with President Bush in Shanghai, China (October 21, 2001), in which he spoke excellent English.
Mountains towered on every side; their cragged crevices dotted with evergreens.  Flowers grew in rectangular brick containers on the street.  Some hung, others graced windowsills:  pinks, yellows, geraniums.  Here he could find the strength to resist the New World Order.  These were Brianna's people and this was the Bavarian Village or Leavenworth, Washington.  The quaint buildings of cream and wooden criss crosses and lattices made the courage of these people seep into his bones.  He thought of Brianna when she nursed him after the car accident.  Underneath her sweetness was a reservoir of strength.  Her father, Franz, though a member of the New World Order, had the courage to investigate for Stephen Tischler.  If the New World Order knew of this, they would target Franz.  Dor hoped Franz would exercise more courage and leave that corrupt organization. 
Somehow Rachel didn't threaten him here.  So what if his synagogue disowned him because he divorced her and married the love of his life?  If he denied his heart, he couldn’t go on.  Rachel never let him see Eva.  What could he lose by marrying Brianna?  But if he married her, the New World Order would target them harder.  He didn't understand it, but he knew the Order wanted to blockade his marriage to Brianna.  Now if they married, her life would be in danger.  So he came here to Leavenworth, to somehow convince the world of the dangers in the New World Order.  If he could hinder or damage them, maybe he and Brianna could marry.  He'd never forgive himself for not looking out for her.  The Order must be weakened first, then he'd know Brianna would be safe as his wife.          
Today there was a celebration of cultures.  The crowd gathered and he sifted through his note cards.  He looked behind him and saw many dressed in Bavarian clothing.  The women wore white, airy aprons that matched their short sleeved blouses of the same material, like colorful housedress with mixtures of white and other colors.  The men wore shorts with jumper vests over white short sleeved shirts and a brimmed alpine hat that capped their head.  Jews gathered around Dor in prayer shawls and kippahs. 
Dor climbed to the podium and heard a round of applause.  How heartening to see all the beaming faces.  An orthodox Jew tramped up the steps behind him, took the microphone and presented Dor with a plaque.  "I am proud to give this plaque to Rabbi Dor Ben Habakkuk to honor his work against a possible Holocaust in this country." 
A man in the audience yelled and pointed at Dor.  "He isn't faithful to his wife Rachel!  And he's having an affair with Brianna Wilhelm."
The orthodox Jew stepped aside and Dor came to the microphone.  "I haven't seen my wife in years and I'm certain she hasn't been faithful to me.  Yet despite her unfaithfulness, I haven't had sex with any woman besides her."
A buzz of voices and commotion mingled through the crowd. 
The man pointed at him.  "You're the devil!"
Dor cleared his throat and spoke into the microphone.  "Thank you for this plaque."  He reached for the orthodox Jew's hand.  "I'm honored to receive it and hope to be worthy of it."
Danielle wandered into the crowd with her boy.  She looked depressed.  Her depression reminded him of his mother. . .a weight fell over him and he almost forgot where he was; his mind drifted to Ruth's Reformation Center.  Visions of Brianna's face would strengthen him.  If he looked depressed now, they would think that crazy man upset him.  Brianna.  Let me see your face.  Images of her in his mind saturated him with love and tranquility.     
On the podium, he shuffled his note cards under his fingers.  If he thought about Brianna and how she believed in him, he'd be strong enough to deliver his message.

"There's a monster on the horizon and it threatens all of us.  It disguises itself as love, tolerance and peace; but these are only speeches to cover its treachery.  It says we have more freedom, that we're not bound by convention; and that sexual freedom, no political interests, a great spiritual force is on the rise. . ."

Dor drank some water.  Several Jews swayed back and forth in prayer.  He noticed a mixture of conservative, orthodox, and reform, maybe some reconstructionists.  Many of them would denounce his love for Brianna.  A police officer paced on a street corner.  Should he finish his speech?  Too many Germans here.  Too many Jews.  What if he started a riot?  He remembered Brianna’s faith in him; courage imbued him.

"Germany in 1923 preached love and peace and condemned the Judeo-Christian ethic.  Conventional morality was laughed at and everyone created their own morality.  Now a group called the New World Order invokes deep meditation to contact the force that empowered Hitler.  They are deep into devil worship and mysticism, yoga, Zen, meditation, astrology, belief in reincarnation and karma.  Germany has learned from her past and won't repeat her mistakes.  What Germany was in the 1920s, America is today.  Unless we see the dangers of these new beliefs and what they’ll bring, we'll repeat Germany's mistake.  Because without standards, nothing can be criticized, even murder must be tolerated, and this results in rampant evil.  So we must cast out this freedom which is no freedom and replace it with the traditional standards that made our country great."

Brianna meandered into the crowd carrying a large framed oil painting.  He tried not to stare, but his eyes glued onto her.   Strength surged into him.  He wept.

"My mother’s in a concentration camp here in America.  And she’s been brainwashed.  They’ve used sophisticated computer and science technology on her, so that she is not at all the mother who raised me or the mother I knew and loved over the years."

His lip quivered and he turned away from the audience. 

"She’s not my mother anymore."

Suddenly, he heard the crazy man's voice.  "That's her!  Right there!  Brianna.  Dor Ben Habakkuk's lover."





Below is a scene from chapter sixteen of my novel Silver Skies (2nd edition--Amazon Kindle version).  It takes place in Leavenworth, Washington--the subject of this YouTube video.  To order Silver Skies, go to the +Gabrielle Chana's Writings page or to +amazon.com.
Dor's head fell into his hands.  When Brianna came to Houston, they'd surely make love.  What should he do?  But he wanted her near him.  She was worth the risk; he hoped God would forgive them, whatever happened.  God promised him a millennium with her, he still longed for it.  He must not sin, and lose Brianna for the millennium.  
On his bench, he saw her.  She came to him, her soft dove eyes enthralled him.  Pigeons wobbled their heads and pranced on the sidewalk.  He motioned for her to sit next to him on the bench and took her hand.  Their heads bowed in prayer before God.  "God, help Brianna and I to love each other only when You want us to." 
She glanced at him with love-brimmed eyes and they both arose and walked together.  They walked past stores rich in the culture of Pacific Northwest Indians.
Now in the Pike Place Market Area, with newspapers of different countries on display, Dor recognized German and French.  A minstrel with a little girl beside him sang as nicely as any musician Dor had heard. 
Dor pointed to another display:  large prawns, Dungeness crab, oranges, apples, melons, cantaloupes, King crab legs, Alaskan shrimp, baby lobster, smoked salmon. . .seafood delights.  He squeezed Brianna's hand, smirked at her and spoke to her in an exaggerated Texas drawl.  "In Texas we call those things shrimps," he said, pointing to the prawns.  "Those are mighty big."
Brianna hit her thigh and laughed. . .so soft and melodious a laugh.  "I thought Jews didn't have a Texas drawl."   
A jewelry stand loomed ahead of them.  He bought her wooden necklaces which she slipped on.  They suited her, brought out the colors of her personality.
In a restaurant they sat, faced the window; the waters of Puget Sound glimmered.  He saw in her eyes she still longed for him.  It pained him; he wanted to love her more than anything in the world.  It seemed their spirits danced on the waters, whirled around each other, but never met.  Her eyes yearned again for him, and a rush of feeling came to him.  He took her hand and left the restaurant.  "What do you think of the Holocaust?"
Her eyes lost their life, lips trembled.  "It breaks my heart to think about it."
He squeezed her hand.  What a heart she had.  "You know how Jews feel about it."  
"Do you think the Germans are responsible for the Holocaust?"
"They did the killing."
Her head bowed in shame. 
He'd forgotten she was practically all German. 
"The Roman Church encouraged the Germans to persecute the Jews."  Her eyes burned.  "And now they're trying to start a Holocaust here in the United States!  Once international forces are employed against ordinary citizens, all hope will be gone.  Our federal agents are using Nazi German helmets, Nazi black uniforms, the standard Nazi 9mm round, and they've added black Cadillacs and helicopters."
Noblest and deepest feelings burst within him.  He respected her far above any woman; never ever would he use her.  He subdued his desire for her.  Only in marriage would he have her.  "You're a great woman."
Brianna blushed.  "I admire your courage in writing your book."  Her eyes cast themselves down.  "Can I help you with it?  Anything to stop another Holocaust."  
Rachel hated his book, thought him crazy for writing it.  Brianna.  She soared him to the heavens with her spirit and faith in him.  Her love brightened; her balm soothed.  "I'm honored.  I'll show you how you can help me when you come to Houston."  He looked toward the Sound, took her hand, and gazed into her eyes.  "I must repay you. . .for the years and years you waited for me."
She cast her face down.  Her eyes blushed, roused in him the old desires.  To hold her in his arms would be sublimity, in her presence he felt himself a king.  The softness in her face; the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.  He kissed her hand and watched her eyes struggle to contain desire.  He led her to another booth.  Move, Dor Ben Habakkuk, mingle with the crowds; forget how her hand throbs in yours.  The shimmery waters of the Sound pulsed. 
They came to a jewelry booth with wedding rings.  One ring on a mount had diamond and sapphires:  the purest diamond he’d ever seen and the sapphire loyal blue.  To buy it for her and place it on her finger would make up for her sacrifice and the waiting for him with no definite promises.  She looked depressed.  Her pain!  Why must he be married to a woman who didn't understand him?  The woman of his dreams was before him.  He bought it.

To order Silver Skies, go to +Gabrielle Chana's Writings page or to +amazon.com.




The following scene from Silver Skies (2nd edition--Amazon Kindle version) takes place at the Pike Place Market, Seattle (the subject of this YouTube video).
Mary dropped her off at her cabin.  Nice and cozy inside.  Brianna unpacked, then walked around outside.  Nearby a sprawling river trickled over rocks in its bed.  Birds chirped and flew from evergreen to evergreen.  Fresh and brisk air and perfect temperature invited her.  Evergreens formed a ragged outline on nearby mountains as they sloped gently higher.  Stones crunched in the sandy dirt as she walked.  She could have sublimity here except he wasn't here.  Her eyes closed, she imagined his hand in hers and both of them walking together surrounded by this.  The mountains and trees laughed at her as if to say, "What are you afraid of?  Why isn't he here with you?"  She wanted to scream back, "I'm not a coward!  I'll bring him here someday."  The river answered as it bravely followed its course, cascaded down waterfalls, and dared her to be brave, to overcome her fear of the heights.  "Those who are afraid of the falls never experience the ecstasy of flying."  Something clicked in her brain.  She would never know the ecstasy of loving him if fear of the falls stopped her.  How could she do this to herself?  To him?  Why did she let fear control her?  Didn't God say, "Whatsoever is not of faith is sin?"  She knelt and asked God to forgive her, because her life was guided by fear and not faith.  When she arose and looked at the mountain, its strength infused her.  She danced and flung her arms into the air.  As a deer, she sprung towards freedom, she became a mountain lion pounced to attack.  The New World Order, no longer the sky, but the rocky ground she stomped on.  She’d find a way to Dor.     
Many of Silver Skies's greatest climaxes take place at Yellowstone National Park.  The scene below is taken from Silver Skies (2nd edition--Amazon Kindle version).  Ordering information at +Gabrielle Chana's Writings page or at +amazon.com.
This YouTube video is about Jenny Lake in the Grand Tetons at sunset.  In the following scene from Silver Skies (2nd edition--Amazon Kindle version), Dor and Brianna canoe in a Grand Tetons lake at sunset.  To order book, go to +Gabrielle Chana's Writings page or +amazon.com.
The next day they toured the rest of Yellowstone.  At 3 p.m. they drove to Jackson Lake in the Grand Tetons National Park, south of Yellowstone.  They rented a canoe, Dor limped it into the lake.  It pained her to see this, but she said nothing.  What more could they do to him?  He guided Brianna in, sat opposite and rowed.  His arms were strong, as if the dreadful accident never happened.  How he took life's blows.  He stopped only forty feet from shore.  Did he worry about something?  Water lapped against their canoe.  Funny, she hadn't seen the blue car at all today. 
The lake swirled on and on, like it never found completion.  Cool, brisk air whipped about them.  Gray pinnacles laced with snow leaped inside her, cold seeped to her bones, she shivered.  Her heart burst through, broke the cold.  She would bring him the silver from the luminescent sky.  Dor laid the oars aside and stared at her.  She pointed at the sky.  “That sky. . .is that us?”
His mouth awestruck, Dor gazed.
The silvery wisps embraced her, lifted her heart above the baseness of earth.  Dor's eyes floated there.  He rowed toward the middle, strained to see more.  The sky hazed over the mountains.  The sun broke through in patches, canary rays becoming amber and earth tones.  Hours they didn't say a word, only stared and saw the silver fade. 
He observed her eyes.  “We better head back.”
Brianna scanned the sky.  God had spoken to them.
“It's as if He smiled on us.”  Dor gazed again at the sky.





In California, he rented a car to the Redwoods and drove it to the campsite where Brianna would appear.  Ferns burst from the sandy ground around fallen trunks and in profusion over the ground.  Dor sat on a log and marveled at the rugged trees that towered to the sky.  He could walk to the campground from here.  She never told him she could sing and he looked forward to hearing her.  He heard she had a nice voice.  The climate change and the cool Pacific breezes shocked his system, quite different from Houston, he shivered underneath his jacket.  His pulse raced, he headed to her campground. 
Instruments sat on a wooden stage.  An audience of at least a hundred gathered. 
Brianna came on the stage.  His heart raced and fluttered.  She waved her hands and everyone cheered.  "Hello!  Hello!  I teach at a high school in Houston, Texas called Beaufort High.  These teenage singers with me are called the 'Joy Birds'.  We don't sing rock n' roll so you may not be used to our style.  We sing the hits of the 1920s, 30s, 40s.  Our first song is 'I'll Be With You in Apple Blossom Time'."
A lush guitar melody introduced the song until all their voices blended into one. . .

He drove her to the coast with its rugged cliffs descending to the shore.  Brisk, cool air met them; he grasped her hand as he descended a trail to the beach.  Birds chirped and lightened his heart.  Out of the ocean jutted huge rock islands.  A mist crept over the coast and into him.  From a ledge, he saw a panorama view of a glimmering sea.  They embraced and he kissed her again and again.  "I'm going to make it up to you.  I know I hurt you but I didn't mean to."
Her hands slid up his back.  "I'll try to be more patient."
He clenched her to him.  How it consoled him that he made up for the pain he brought her.
She freed herself from him and viewed the ocean.  Wind blew her hair to one side.  The winds blew harder now, his hair swept in every direction.  Her eyes burned into his.  “Marry me.”
Old fears haunted him.  "I will."
"Now."
His fists clenched.
With blazes in her eyes, she faced him.
He placed his hands on her shoulders.  “I won’t let you die.”
Her eyes burned into him.  “If you die, I’ll never know what it’s like to become one with you.”
He couldn’t look at her.
Her eyes bore into him.
“We must marry at a synagogue first.”
To the edge of the cliff, she shuffled.  “Why a synagogue?  Aren’t you a Christian now?”
It tormented him to see her this way.  He took her arm and turned her around.  The breezes picked up, the air’s moisture aroused him.  “I promise we will be one.”
After he told her this, she became so radiant, he realized he didn’t know her as well as he thought.  Her eyes glazed in a fury of joy.  Sex was marriage to her.  This oneness, to her, was something sacred.  “But Brianna, if you die, I couldn’t go on!”





This YouTube video captures a chapter in Silver Skies, where Dor searches for Brianna at the California redwood forest near the Pacific coast.  The following scenes are from Silver Skies (2nd edition--Kindle version).  To order, go to +Gabrielle Chana's Writings page or to +amazon.com.
HOW AN AWARD-WINNING WRITER (+JIM MURPHY) PRODUCED A NOBEL PRIZE LITERATURE WINNER

In November 1993, I graduated from The Institute of Children’s Literature and received a diploma.  I decided to further my writing skills so that I could be a novelist, and ordered books about writing from the Writer’s Digest Book Club and continued my subscription to Writer’s Digest magazine.  I started my novel Silver Skies. 
Through my studies at The Institute of Children’s Literature, I learned that I had an instinctive sense of what constitutes great writing and that if I trusted my instincts and “guts” as I wrote, I could produce a great work of art.  I figured this out, because often, after I sent off an assignment to my writing instructor (+Jim Murphy) and then later read it, the same weaknesses I’d noticed during my readings would be exactly what my writing instructor would point out later (when I received his critiques). 
I discovered I had an innate “gut” sense about what is right or wrong with my writing and relied on this as I worked on Silver Skies.  As I worked on my writing, if something didn’t “sit right” with me, I’d go back and listen to my guts, and let my guts tell me what to do. 
My “guts” became my replacement for Jim Murphy as I worked on Silver Skies.  To give me feedback about how to fix what my “guts” told me was wrong with my writing, I bought more writing books and studied them.  My “guts” were ruthless as I critiqued my own writing.  If I didn’t love what I just wrote, I’d go back and work on it until my “guts” loved it. 
Love scenes were especially difficult to get right.  I think, before I decided to divorce my husband in December 1999, I had a lot of hang-ups about my love life that transferred to my writing and stilted me.  Once I felt morally free to love who I really loved (December 1999), then it somehow freed me to write love scenes with resonance and truth.  After lots of practice and a lot of love scenes that dribbled with sentimentality or gushiness, I found emotional courage. Around spring 2000, I became good at love scenes. 
I studied love scenes from my favorite works to create my own style.  For instance, I studied the first consummation scene between Ralph and Meggie in The Thornbirds, highlighted portions of it and took notes to see how Ms. McCullough organized her emotional presentation in the sex scene.  I studied Jack Bickham’s advice about how to write the “sequel”, or emotional aftermath (emotion, thought, decision, action) to a previous scene disaster.  I used this sequel format (emotion, thought, decision, action) to create most of my sequels for Silver Skies.  A sequel is the point of view character’s emotional reaction to a previous scene disaster--see Scene and Structure by Writer’s Digest Books. 
Consumed with how the inner lives of the characters were portrayed, I analyzed the works I admired.  I liked how lovers were portrayed in works such as The Thornbirds, David Copperfield, War and Peace.  In these works, the characters (lovers) had relationships that affected every part of their being, not just their genitals, but affected their purpose for living, their thoughts about life, their ability to face death, and their motivations, passions and dreams in all their endeavors.  This is how I wanted my lovers presented.  Agnes, in David Copperfield, was my role model when I was in my twenties.
I wanted the love they had for each other to so transform them, that to read about their love would be a breath of fresh air, a stream of longings and passions, a fire of courage and dreams.  I’d had enough of American love stories, with their shallow characters, their boring description of body parts and boring sex scenes.  I wanted to create lovers in the style of Dickens or Tolstoy, to let the character’s longings and passions transform the readers, that these transformations would change history.
So I patterned myself after the writers who transformed me--after Charles Dickens, Leo Tolstoy and Colleen McCullough and the writers of the King James Bible.  I wanted more than postcard pictures for my lovers, they must enter people’s hearts and remain in the soul.  My characters must come alive in my writings, like the characters of Tolstoy, Dickens and Colleen McCullough came alive for me.  
I analyzed the works I admired and foraged those passages that towered above the pack, those passages where characters jumped off the page and into my heart.









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My great uncle Howard Hughes had king David's genes.  My genetic profile is closer to king David than Howard Hughes.
I encourage Vladimir Putin to take the Jesuit jackass who made a Jesuit video to the bank for defamation.  Vladimir Putin has been deeply in love with a woman born in 1957 since 2001, who he states. . ."Loves me very much like my deceased wife Larisa (name changed to Lyudmila to accommodate Jesuit-led President George W. Bush).  Larisa and Gail have +similar personalities--both lovers of the arts, literature, languages.  Gail is a miracle in my life, and has filled the void I had with the wife I deeply loved, Larisa, and brought me a sublimity in loving beyond what I had with beautiful Larisa".  Vladimir has never had sex with Lyudmila or Olympic gymnast Alina Kabaeva or any other woman since his real wife's death (2000).  Though I'm older than Lyudmila, Vladimir makes passionate love to me (brain to brain), and +listens to my favorite preacher.  Because of my influence on my men and my genetic profile from Catherine the Great (Oshu Fujiwara family --see video to left) and king David, Jesuits have used their agents (Loree McBride, Lyudmila, Alina Kabaeva) to attack Brent and Vladimir--to undermine their reputations and to prevent their disastrous marriage (to me).
BRENT SPINER'S CAREER SABOTAGED
Because Brent Spiner loves me, Jesuits (with a powerful Hollywood lobby), canceled Star Trek:  The Next Generation at the height of its popularity (1994).  Brent (one of the best actors in Hollywood) has never landed any role like his role as Data from Star Trek:  The Next Generation. 

Despite his excellent performance on his 1991 music album Ol' Yellow Eyes Is Back, sales were dismal and he barely made a profit (that's because he made Ol' Yellow Eyes for me).  If his second album Dreamland (2008) is doing well (also excellent, with a storyline that resembles my twenty-year relationship with Brent), it's probably because anti-Semitic Jesuit Loree McBride extorted him into mentioning her in Dreamland's credits, so Jesuits don't mind this album doing well. 

Brent landed a major role in the television series Threshold (2005 to 2006), but anti-Semitic Jesuits canceled Threshold in February 2006, which, by coincidence??, happens to be the month that I reinstated Brent as my fiance' and lover (brain to brain).  Jesuits allow no man fame or fortune,  if that man loves the great niece of the despised Howard Hughes.  Those with king David genes must be annihilated.

Brent now sloughs by in poverty, but I've never loved him for his fame or money. 

Honor your heart and your conscience, Brent.  God will take care of us.  Don't betray our people (the Jews) to save your career.  Your most important career is to be a great person, which you are.  I love you.   And thank you awesome Vladimir Putin for standing by Brent.  I love both Brent and Vladimir.
-LATEST ONLINE COMMUNICATIONS BETWEEN BRENT SPINER, VLADIMIR PUTIN, MATTHEW MCCONAUGHEY, HUGH JACKMAN, GERARD BUTLER AND GAIL (+PART ONE) (+PART TWO)(+PART THREE)(+PART FOUR)

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Vladimir's real wife Larisa below (deceased) in this 1983 wedding photo.  Despite doctored photos of Vladimir to make him appear shallow, he loves great music and literature, and is capable of deep and committed love for his woman.
Notice that Vladimir's fake wife Lyudmila (below) lacks the inner depths and tranquil spirit of Larisa in the wedding photo below (left).  Though the appearances are similar, the personalities differ.
VLADIMIR’S CATHERINE THE GREAT (most information here obtained from Vladimir Putin himself, with brain to brain communications): In early 2000 as the woman that Vladimir married in 1983 (Larisa) lay dying from breast cancer, Vladimir learned that he would be the next Russian President.  “My wife is dying.  I can’t do it.  I can’t be Russian President without her.  I have no strength for this job.  It’s overwhelming.”
Larisa learned that Vladimir refused to be Russian President without her.  She called her husband to her side.  “Volodya, you must become Russian President.  Russia needs you.  I can only die in peace if you’ll promise me that you will become Russian President.”
The husband and wife shed tears together.  “I’m so sorry.  I’ll be strong for you.  I promise you, if you die, I will be Russian President.”
His wife died.  Overwhelmed with grief, he could only cope by honoring what she whispered to him on her death bed.  “Vladimir, for me–to honor my death, become Russian President.
Vladimir became Russian President in March 2000.  Each day he battled depression, but overcame it because he honored her death by becoming Russian President.  But to be Russian President was not enough.  He only took this job for her.  She wanted him to become President to save Russia.  To save Russia, he must make decisions that would bring on him public scorn.  To honor her death, meant more to him than to please the crowds.
The Chechen rebels would destroy Russia.  His wife would want him to deal with them.  His wife would want him to be brave.  To honor her, he scorned public opinion, he took on the Chechen rebels with fury and valor.  “We’ll kill them, even if they’re sitting on the toilet.”  His wife would not want him to be a coward. 
But the days dragged on and his new job brought on more challenges.  To make Russia strong, he must strengthen its military.  He would make a grand show with the Kursk submarine, so that the world would not dare attack Russia, so that Russia could defend herself. 
+An American naval submarine torpedoed the Kursk.  Oh, what should he do?  Russia would surely lose a war with the United States.  Vladimir lost his mind.  Should he save these sailors?  If they came up, and survived.  They would tell the world the truth.  That would mean World War III.  Jesuit President Bill Clinton offered him a deal.  Make sure no one knows the Americans did this to you.  America will pay damages to the families.  Just cooperate with us in the future when we need you-- that’s all we ask.  The thought of World War III overwhelmed Vladimir.  He took the path of the coward, he agreed to the dirty Clinton deal.  This new job had no glamour and try as he may, without a wife, he felt overwhelmed.  He made the wrong decision, because he lacked the courage to take on the United States government.  All sailors aboard the Kursk died, when they could have been saved.  
Vladimir tried to make up for his failure to be great in this Kursk matter, he still tried to shove the Chechen rebels from their holes.  The Jesuit-run world attacked him in the press with fury.  This made him feel good.  He felt he made up for the Kursk.  His wife, if alive, would probably have wanted him to save the sailors.  This haunted him.  But try as he may, she wasn’t here.  He had no wife. 
A year and a half into his Presidency, a miracle happened.  A woman from the United States, made a statement from her bedroom that he heard through the bugs in her room.  “I want to marry the Russian President.”  He couldn’t believe it.  The woman seemed to be Larisa resurrected from the dead.  Except this woman had traits that would make her a great wife for a President.  She had heroism and valor–a perfect match for him.  With a woman like this in his life, if another Kursk disaster happened, he knew he would be a better man next time, he’d have more steel, because this woman had the steel to reinforce him.  And so Catherine the Great became his secret wife (to replace Larisa).  Gail has made Vladimir the President that he was from September 2001 to now.  When she stopped making love to him (brain to brain), 2006 to 2009, Vladimir realized how much he had grafted her into his life, he didn’t want to live without her love.  He didn’t care at all to be President anymore without her love in his life.  When Gail ignored him, Vladimir became depressed, and entertained thoughts of suicide.  Vladimir only became President to honor a great woman, and without her, he didn’t want to live. 
Gail will be a passionate Catherine the Great lover to Vladimir.  She’ll honor her genes and this man that she loves (Vladimir Putin, her Potemkin).  

Vladimir +visited the Taj Mahal with a very sick wife (March 2000).  She died days later.  After he became Russian President, he went back (October 4, 2000), to remind her he kept his promise, he became Russian President.  In this +March 2000 (not October 4, 2000) Taj Mahal altered photo, he removed his sick wife, and grafted Lyudmila into the photo.  Vladimir, in this +Taj Mahal photo, is unaltered.
TAJ MAHAL
("Dear Jesus, thank you for dying on the cross for my sins. I admit that I'm a sinner and that only the blood you shed on that cross for my horrible sins, can save me. Thank you for dying for me and shedding your blood to pay for my sins. I accept your death on the cross as the only way to God, as the only way to heaven. Please save me now. I trust totally in your death for my sins on that cross and NOTHING ELSE to save me. Please save me now. Thank you, for rising again from the dead, to show that you are God and that only You have the power to save me from my sins, so that I can go to heaven when I die. Come into my heart, Lord Jesus.") If you have said this prayer and meant it, please read the following section.  Also, read the King James Bible every day, or a Bible in your language translated from the Textus Receptus, like Germany's Luther Bible or Russia's Elizabeth Bible.  Dr. Peter Ruckman can tell you which non-English Bibles come from the Textus Receptus.

God has used War on the Saints by Jessie Penn-Lewis and Evan Roberts to give me spiritual discernment, to help me avoid oppression from evil spirits and to recognize when they are trying to influence me or overtake me.  I highly recommend this book to any believer who strives to free themselves from the Satanic Jesuit Order and their brain control technologies.  I must admit that by recommending this book to new Christians (who are babies in Christ) I am throwing out steak to them, when they may only be ready for milk.  It’s just that this information is so important for them to know, so that Satan won’t swallow them up as new believers.  If this is too heavy for you as a new Christian, I recommend you get a King James Bible and read the book of John in the New Testament.  After this, read Romans to Philemon.  The books of Romans to Philemon are the books that teach you how to be a Christian in the Church Age, which is the age we are in right now.  The other books in the Bible have spiritual applications to Christians in the church age, but some of the doctrines apply to believers in another time period (past or future), so not all you read in other books should you follow completely in this church age.  An excellent overview about how God deals with believers differently in different time periods is Dr. Peter Ruckman’s sermon about The Kingdom of God vs. The Kingdom of Heaven.  For those ready for more steak about how God deals with man in the different time periods in the Bible, click on the following link:  +A GOOD BIBLE STUDY ON THIS SUBJECT.   The Roman Catholic Church and other religions have developed many false and Satanic teachings because they take literally passages from the Bible that are meant for believers in another time period.  For those who want to try some steak, that will give you strong ammunition against Jesuit brain control technologies, click on the following links: 

+War on the Saints by Jessie Penn-Lewis with Evan Roberts (Full Text, Unabridged Edition)--version I recommend for those who want to be delivered from the deceiving power of Satan in the life of the believer and the unbeliever. 

+Summary of main points of book, gives you an overview of this excellent book's main points to help you understand better how Satan operates and deceives believers.
PREVIEW OF +THE SKIES OF KING DAVID (Silver Skies sequel)-1ST DRAFT--in progress.  The story that couldn't be told, from the heart and soul of Brent Spiner (Data of Star Trek:  The Next Generation) and Vladimir Putin (Russian President/Prime Minister).  When this book is close to completion (2014 to 2015), will no longer offer latest updates here.  Final version will be available through a publisher (considering Outskirts Press).  In Outskirts Press version, Loree McBride is Jackie Reis (see Silver Skies), and some last names of non-celebrities omitted.    What's below is the opening.
I laid on my bed and dreamed of her that October day in 1990.  For over a year I called her, with the number she gave me in her letters.  I fell in love with a fan.  God, I couldn’t get this woman out of my mind.  Of course, I never talked to her, just called her number and heard her say, “Hello?”.  She hung up on me, because I said nothing.  I just loved to hear her voice.  Despite millions of letters from fans, her photo stood out.  I fell in love with her.  Something about her face, something in her eyes.  When she finally heard from me (August 1990), she made a tape for me.  She sang Christian  hymns and played piano with a fire and passion that reached into depths that had long slumbered in me.  Oh my God, what a soul this woman had.  The fire and passion in her voice, stirred me to the heights.  I knew I loved her.  But, what should I do?  My nerves rattled me.  Would she return my feelings?  Her letters showed she cared, but no romance for me emanated from her letters.  She told me flat out she was married and had a kid. 
Sixteen hours on the set of Star Trek: The Next Generation drained my energy, after all the awful make-up came off, I rushed to my bed to make love to her in my dreams.  I did this for a year.  Her voice resonated through my mind.  The words in her letters roamed through my consciousness.  Those words swam through my heart and brain and colored all my hours.  I got her first letters in 1989, her words and photos colored my life then and again and again.  She soared in my dreams, my heart reached for pinnacles.  Now in October 1990, I heard her voice in my mind, that voice that answered the phone, while I said nothing.  That voice followed me into Paramount studios, to my home, inside my car, on the hillsides.  This sublimity, this infusion of wholeness and passion and courage she brought to me, so infused me that it flowed into the music I created for her.  Ol’ Yellow Eyes Is Back flowed with my love for her.  I caressed her with my voice, with the songs I chose to nurture her beauty and the tranquility and sweetness she brought the crannies in my heart.  With my music, I caressed her.  I sang words to make love to her, while I imagined her skin on mine.  That she’d transformed my life seemed to escape her.  She thought me the big star, who tolerated her letters with token friendship, and not the actor who longed to experience all her crevices.  How my feelings for her surged, how they dammed themselves inside my heart, seeping out for expression.
They seeped, they leaked out onto my bed, through my fingers, through my dreams, into whispers of longings, groanings, she never heard.  They exploded onto my consciousness, they surged to the surface, they longed for expression.  In May of 1991 she moved near me, to Seattle, only a one hour jet flight from Los Angeles.  Her new phone number glared at me, my fingers longed to caress her, my lips longed to kiss her, my skin yearned to touch her.
May, the month of spring, the month of new beginnings.  So close to me, so close to my lips, to my body, to all I longed for her.  Nothing about the music I created for her came in any of her letters to me.  She did not plan to buy my music.  My heart fell.  I dialed her number, my heart jumped to my throat.  “Hi, this is Brent Spiner.  I’m in love with you.”  No, that’s not what I felt; it reached higher, to the skies, to sanctuaries.  My heart had climbed pinnacles.  But she still wrote, she still cared.  No, to bare my heart to her, to risk banishment, would send my heart to dungeons.  But how I yearned for her skin to caress mine, to surge our passions together into sublimity and beauty.  My Bible belt upbringing haunted me, she went to church, and now attended revival meetings.  But so near to me now, I could reach out and touch her.  But she wouldn’t hear my love for her, if my music never reached her ears.  I jumped into bed and dreamed about her again, I kissed my pillow and surged my passion into her.  I reached for the phone.  Did my hands quiver?  I dialed her number.
“Hello?” she answered.
Oh my God, I could touch her now, I could hold her against me. . . the thrill of her, the yearnings I had for her.  My heart seeped out in yearnings and whispers.  “I want to rape you.”
She hung up on me.  My heart fell.
I rushed to call her.  Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.  I only wanted to kiss you. . .  She wouldn’t answer the phone, thought me a rapist or a criminal.  After three rings, I stopped.  I loved her.  No more.  I left her alone for now.  Gave her some space.  Then jumped into bed and loved her in my dreams.    

Weeks later, Richard Arnold, Gene Roddenberry’s assistant visited my office at Paramount studios.  Why was he here?  “Brent, you need to know about one of your letter writers.  I got a disturbing letter from her.  I think she feels threatened by us, she seems to hint that she’s getting inappropriate phone calls.  Our studio may be implicated.  Throw out all her letters.  We can always say that we never got them.”
“Really, what did she say?”
“I don’t know.  She won’t say.  But I’m going to write her and totally cut off my letters to her.  This could be bad for our studio.”
“Do me a favor and let me see the letters she writes you.  I want to see for myself what she’s saying.” 
Oh my God, I read her letters and, because I love her, it really upset her that Richard cut her off.  It was my fault, just because my heart slipped to my tongue when I called her.  I sensed the pain I brought her, now that Richard had cut her off.  I couldn’t bear to be the cause of that pain, not when I worshiped the ground she walked on.  I dialed her number.
“Hello?”  She seemed down.  I longed to kiss her lips.
“Hi, how are you?” I whispered to her.
“Who’s this?”
I hung up on her, with a gentle click, like a kiss.  I was so in love with her.  She soared in my dreams, in fantasies on my bed.  I reached for the phone to call her, to make love to her.  No, she didn’t know it was me when I called her.  I couldn’t stop dreaming about her.  I wanted to marry her.  Did I say that?  Yes, I wanted to marry her.  Yeah, I know she was already married, but she seemed lonely, like a spar in a vast sea, searching and searching for happiness.  She had confided to me of her depression and the medications she was on.  Not happy, but so beautiful, who deserved happiness, who deserved . . .me.  So she wrote me.  I could bring beauty and fulfillment to her, I understood what she longed for, sensed it in her words, in the transparency she brought to the pages and pages I read, of her soul, that reached into mine.  I understood her, because her longings she bared into her voice as she sang, as she confided to me her secret longings, between words on the page, that I surmised through the spirit that we both shared, the spirit that longed for freedom from encumberments, from prisons, and from controllers and dictators.  Yes, she longed to be free, to express her longings, to flow her passions.  I sensed it, I knew her better than she knew herself.  Not happy in her marriage, that marriage suffocated her.  I could break her free into longings and abandonments, could love her with fire and sublimity.  How she soared as she sang, how she’d soar in my arms.  Brilliance, beauty, charm–she had it all.  She sang through my mind and my soul.  She consumed my days and my life. 
She never left my heart.  But I had no idea in the early 1990s that an empire would devastate my heart. . . and my love for her.  You see, I’d fallen in love with the soul of king David in a woman, no–with Catherine the Great, no–the great niece of Howard Hughes.  Yes–she was all of this–it was in her genes.  She really did have the genes of king David, Catherine the Great and Howard Hughes.  Perhaps genes really did determine destinies.  Yes, I’d fallen in love with king David, Catherine the Great and Howard Hughes.  For this reason, to have this woman for my wife would become the challenge of my life.  Yes, I’d have to climb Mount Everest and scale with treachery the pinnacles to approach her.  My love for her would require me to go through the fires and scourges of hell.  Because of my love for her, the United States went through 9-11-01.
THE SKIES OF KING DAVID (cont'd):  So here I was Dor Ben Habbakuk, no Brent Spiner.  You see, God and I made a deal.  “If you go back to earth and put your Dor Ben Habakkuk soul into Brent Spiner, and marry Gabrielle Chana (who is Brianna Wilhelm and king David).  I’ll give you an eternal marriage with Brianna”.  So here I was.
But for me, Brent Spiner, to marry Gabrielle Chana, meant I must overcome the most powerful man on earth, the Black pope, the Jesuit General.  So, here I was in Brent, and I’d go into the future with him, into the dark abysses from which there was no return.  God said, “Either you marry Gabrielle or you die.”  An easy proposition? 
Yeah, didn't you know?  I was the big shot Hollywood celebrity.  I should have no problems marrying a nobody fan, even though, to me, she was the greatest somebody on planet earth. 
Oh yeah,  I’d find it easier to swim across the Atlantic than to marry the great niece of Howard Hughes.  Though I got fifty marriage proposals a month through my fan mail, she’d turn out to be the hardest woman to marry in the world.  No, the hardest woman to even say “hello” to.  But would I ever stop loving her?  That’s the worst or the best part, my love for her would never die.  My love for her would ruin my career, ruin my sex life (no sex with any other woman after I fell in love with Gabrielle–but then, I only wanted sex with Gabrielle any ways).  She’d ruin my chances for happiness with any other woman but her, and would force me to have the showgirl from hell as my girlfriend (while I dreamed every day about making love to Gabrielle).  Do I regret that I fell in love with Gabrielle? 
Well, let’s see, I still lay on my pillow at night and dream about her and fantasize about our bodies melding together in glorious consummation, like I have for the past twenty or more years. . .
Oh my God, I couldn’t believe what I read in this letter I just got from her.  Melody Rondeau, her friend, mailed her my music.  She figured it out.  My voice on the phone matched the voice in the music. 
She adored me. . . but couldn’t go to bed with me.  I leaped for the phone, and let it ring and ring and ring.  Her husband was out to sea, she told me in a letter. 
“Hello?”  Oh, her voice.
I longed for her.  I whispered my heart to her.  “Can I come over?”
“No. . .I don’t think so. . .”

LATEST NEWS ON MY HERO, COURAGEOUS VLADIMIR PUTIN--MY CONSPIRACY LAW (ANTI-JESUIT) RUSSIAN EMPEROR--  Vladimir is more like Peter the Great (his hero) than Stalin, and despises much of what Stalin did. 
Jesuits held Dmitry Medvedev hostage on 4-17-11, demanding he make a public statement deriding Gail’s website, because she claims on her website that she has a relationship with Vladimir Putin.  Dmitry Medvedev refused to make any public statements about Gail, daring the Jesuits to kill him.  Vladimir Putin sent in the Russian Air Force to rescue Mr. Medvedev with sleeper bombs, all were knocked out.  Gail demanded these Jesuit hostage takers be tried at her Nuremberg War Crimes trial (see her “Writings” web page).  On 4-18-11, the Jesuit hostage takers were arrested, tried, and executed.  Go to +top of page.
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Vladimir, with ash blonde wife  +Larisa ➔+DECEASED
and his two daughters.  +His body language indicates he's had intimacy with this woman.
Vladimir's body lan-guage with +summer ash blonde wife Larisa in 1987 (to the right) differs markedly from his body language with +autumn golden redhead Lyudmila (to the left), +who's pale in summer's silver  He's never had sex (intimacy) with Lyudmila, and feels for her friendship only.  For Larisa, he felt devotion.
+Larisa (with name changed to Lyudmila) said in Vladimir's memoir First Person that she and Vladimir took their wedding vows with each other in 1983 super-serious.
+SUMMER LARISA SHINES IN +SILVER. +AUTUMN +LYUDMILA SHINES IN +GOLD.
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Is Vladimir's +wedding ring (right hand in Russia) missing?  Grieving Vladimir votes March 26, 2000.
Was dying Larisa grafted onto this photo, with unnatural red tones added to her hair?
Summer's yellow (shoulders) and silver (child jacket), not autumn's gold (neck) flatters Larisa (above).  +MY COMMENTS about +2011 EASTER photos.
Latest updates (on May 14, 2012) to my YouTube videos.
The two videos to the left, show a skirt I sewed that reveal my brilliance in fashion design and color, so that I can provide proof, through my intimate knowledge of coloring, that +Lyudmila is not the woman Vladimir Putin married in 1983. 
The Best of Howard Hughes  (PART1, PART2, PART3, PART4).
You can catch Brent Spiner in +The Aviator.  I think Brent played Bob (my dad's name) in this movie to honor me, the great niece of Howard Hughes.
GABRIELLE'S RESPONSE TO +BRENT SPINER ON TWITTER:  Check out Brent's video debut on YouTube.   Brent Spiner has had a UFO experience, and is the victim of an evil Jesuit clone of himself.  For this reason, I have encouraged him to listen to Dr. Peter Ruckman, who has a tape series about UFOs, and who also has an excellent message about +the three parts of man:  body, soul and spirit.  It is essential to understand how the body, soul and spirit of man works, to understand how the Jesuit technology, especially in the area of mind control, can be overcome.  Those under Jesuit mind-control technology need to accept Jesus as their Savior and need to understand about the body, soul, and spirit of man.  BRENT SPINER AND VLADIMIR PUTIN EXECUTED LOREE MCBRIDE (+PART ONE, +PART TWO, +PART THREE, +PART FOUR). Go to +top of page.
My Oshu Fujiwara (Catherine the Great) family.
Compare Catherine the Great's facial features with mine (in the photo above)--the similarities are uncanny.  Vladimir Putin's great work for his Russian Empress.
Photo of Larisa Putin (Vladimir's real wife who died right before he became Russian President).
My tribute to the courageous Nobel Prize Committee for trying to honor me for my book Silver Skies:  At the end of the storm is a silver sky, and the sweet silver song of a lark. . .

Zechariah 9:15 (my birthday is 9-15-57)--"The Lord of hosts shall defend them; and they shall devour, and subdue with sling stones. . ."
CATHERINE THE GREAT:  PART ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE.
+ before link=NOT YouTube video
Vladimir Putin is Russian Emperor in the stead of Catherine the Great (myself), and +shares my passion to stop the KILLER JESUITS.
THE LEADER OF OUR ARMY AGAINST +THE ANTI-SEMITIC JESUITS HAS THE GENETIC PROFILE OF COURA-
GEOUS ERWIN ROMMEL--  PART ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE.
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Chronology of Gail's life from birth to now.
My reading of +the Full Text, Unabridged Edition War on the Saints--Chapter one, part one. 

Chapter One (A Biblical Survey of Satanic Deception):  +part two, +part three and four, +part four, +part five. 

Chapter Two (The Satanic Confederacy of Wicked Spirits):  +part one, +part two, +part three. 

Chapter Three (Deception by Evil Spirits in Modern Times):  +part one, +part two, +part three. 

Chapter Four (Passivity the Chief Basis of Possession):  +part one, +part two. 

Chapter Five (Deception and Possession):  +part one, +part two. 

Chapter Six (Counterfeits of the Divine):  +part one, +part two, +part three. 

Chapter Seven (Ground and Symptoms of Possession):  +part one, +part two. 

Chapter Eight (The Path to Freedom):  +part one, +part two. 
 
Chapter Nine (The Volition and Spirit of Man):  +entire chapter. 

Chapter Ten (Victory in Conflict):  +part one, +part two. 

Chapter Eleven (War upon the Powers of Darkness):  +part one, +part two.

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+KING JAMES BIBLE SERMONS (about one hundred sermons that rightly divide the Bible--2 Tim. 2:15).  GREAT WEBSITE TO LEARN SOUND DOCTRINE, AND BE GROUNDED IN THE BIBLE.  I sponsor this link to these sermons (radio Bible sermons) because my website honors truth, and all truth comes from the King James Bible.
+Harvard-trained Gail Riplinger on video, defending the King James Bible.  


+UNSHACKLED RADIO STORY of Sam Gipp from Pacific Garden Mission.  Sam Gipp is now a leading King James Bible evangelist.
I'm sure +Amazing Grace Baptist Church, Waynesville, North Carolina would not endorse all I sponsor at this website, nor do I agree with all at their website, but they have a great website to explore to build Christian character.  However, I will provide a link to their website, to show my viewers the type of church background I have come from and that has helped me become the person and writer I am today.  I went to Bible College in the South (Atlanta in 1980s).  There is lots of good material at their website, worth exploring, especially to new Christians who desire to grow in the Lord.  One reason I fell so hard for Brent Spiner in 1991 was this song, "Carolina in the Morning", from his music album Ol' Yellow Eyes Is Back that he made for me.  Brent's a good ol' southern boy from Texas, who has always understood and respected my Bible values, and is too much of a Texan to ever want the likes of pornographic, demon-possessed JESUIT Loree McBride, who presented +Bukkake photos of herself with the Brent Spiner CLONE at the Quebec trial of myself with her (Gabrielle Chana vs. Loree McBride).  Jesuits switched Brent out with his evil clone at this trial, and the Brent Spiner clone's penis penetrated Loree in the trial.  God showed me that if the Holy Spirit resides in a person, Jesuits can't switch that person with their evil clone, so I encouraged Brent +to say the sinner's prayer and be saved.  Brent Spiner accepted Christ as his Savior in September 2011, and Jesuits no longer can use switch-out technology on him.  I have royal values (from my Japanese mother with royal bloodlines), and believe that sex is beautiful when it expresses purity of heart in love.  Though bukkake originated in Japan, my mother and myself find it disgusting sexual behavior, not fit for royals, like ourselves.  The real Brent Spiner respects me as a classy woman and has always considered Loree McBride cheap and dirty.
UPDATE:  God has made inroads into Russia, Vladimir Putin, FOX News, and other organizations or people criticized by the writers/speakers below as evil or Satanic.  Due to my influence, some New Agers, Roman Catholics, Vladimir Putin, Hollywood moguls, news media executives and others have accepted Christ and now have a heart for truth and righteousness.  Therefore, we work with FOX News and others criticized as evil by the well-intended Bible speakers/writers below in our war against the Jesuit Order.
+God deals with men differently in different periods of history.    The church age is about to end and we are about to begin the tribulation, when God deals again with the Jews, to fulfill His promises to David and Abraham.  +A GOOD BOOK ON THIS SUBJECT. +A GOOD BIBLE STUDY ON THIS SUBJECT.
The fall of the Third Reich (in present-day Yugoslavia) brought down the dark Roman Catholic Ustashe regime, who fled the crime scene after demolishing most of the evidence, with most of the Ustashe leadership going to Argentina, provided with new names and documents by the Vatican.  The video (above) portrays the horrors of World War II ROMAN CATHOLIC concentration camps.  My novel Silver Skies portrays the type of concentration camps the Roman Catholic Jesuits plan to set up in the United States, which is why the Jesuits have banned my books (writings), steal my writing proceeds, try to kill and destroy the famous men who love me (+Brent Spiner, +Vladimir Putin, +Matthew McConaughey, etc.), and use their agents to portray me as paranoid schizophrenic through the Internet and the media.  I, +along with others, strive to get the truth to the world, to prevent a Jesuit Roman Catholic takeover of the United States and the world while I reside on earth.  After the rapture of the church, I, along with the salt (born-again belivers in Christ), will leave earth, and 666 (a Roman Catholic pope) will take over the earth as the beast, the devil incarnate, the anti-Christ.  If you would NOT like to be here when this happens, +CLICK HERE to accept Christ as your Savior, by praying the sinner's prayer to accept Christ.
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