To my possible detriment, I am declassifying this: I communicate with Orion through E.S.P. and small pings in my body (my blood pulsates minutely in different locations), and I know what to say and not what not to say. My eyes are normal except I see red, white, and green for communication of when I should stop or do a certain thing, it is rudimentary, I am hoping to be at full capacity in a few years. We have also release the spirits from their modules in space, they communicate to me through pings outside of my body.

I named this Op. Operation Valkyrie II, as the July 20th plot was on the same day as the Moon landing. My operation was against Jupiter for crimes against humanity for he and his regime had sided with Nazi Germany. Also I believe that since my gripe was about all the White men that died, Jupiter (time capable) dropped the AIDS virus that primarily effects Africans and the LGBT community.

 

Confucius said that the answer to the meaning of life is within the leaf of a bamboo. I spent a week looking at a leaf of a bamboo. I got a magnifying glass and looked at the bamboo leaf under different light, and after a week the answer was clear as day. If you have ever looked at the leaf of a bamboo, you would know that it is very intricate like a maze of sorts. The answer dawned on me, it is the Tao or rather the path that is just as important as the destination, as opposed to just the destination. The benefit of a weeks journey and the arrival at a conclusion was the weeks journey and destination, and that is a life lesson that I value greatly.

Jupiter, I would like peace, and in return I want humanity to have a seat and a say at a intergalactic council of Alien beings, like the United Nations. Also I would like global warming to be curtailed. Respectfully, John Sharifi.

I took a walk in the mountains near my home. Through the neck of the woods I went, to discover a brook with round stones of all shapes and sizes that made the riverbed and touchstones in the center. I sat on a boulder covered with moss and there in plain view was a Muntjac with eyes as black as midnight, on a night of a waning crescent Moon.

In the dreary dread of snow when most are in heated houses Ivan and Marya were warm and playful by the grace of God, you see they were both abandoned before they could remember. One morning the gray clouds parted yet you could still see sun through the lighter color of white clouds, Marya had an idea and she told Ivan to follow her near a brook. "Let's create a snow maiden," said Marya! So Ivan and Maya started to gather snow and soon enough the snow maiden took form. Ivan asked "What should we call her," "Svetlana," replied Marya. There was only a few weeks left of the winter, the children played and danced and sung with Svetlana, but time came when they stopped visiting Svetlana by the brook and the sun was getting hotter. Svetlana would cry by herself and there came a day when winter turned into fall and Svetlana and her tears became a part

of the water of the brook.

We made it to the dead drop unseen; the fake rock was painted with a spray that only our certain glasses could pick up. The target: Dr. Hamshahri (Nuclear physicist) in Bushehr, Iran. I put together my Bushmaster BA50 .50 cal in the dark and waited for the night shift to be over, my spotter spotted him, I radioed for permission to take the shot?,

permission granted...

two to each chest and one in the forehead.

As his clydesdale charged and dented the scattered armor on the muddy field, bones dented and broke with the horse's hooves trampling. With blood, and mud all over the rider's armor, he unsheathed the scabbard and held it horizontally with a steady hand, decapitating four of Saladin's forces in a row.

When I pass away of elderly age, put me on Norseman longship with serpent stern and a serpent bow. Place a carved green jade cicada on my tongue with my belongings beside me and my sword placed above my shield on my chest, send the ship into the fjord.

And may a single archer with a prayer in his breath and fire at the end of his arrow,

light my ship's way to Valhalla.

I painted a Russian one Ruble coin with a Double-Headed Eagle on the front in order that the powers in Washington D.C. select Barry Obama for candidacy for the Presidency. I wanted help from Orion in my Missions; there are others.