The King must die

Seeds-Spores===Spores-Seeds. What will kill them or at least make it impossible for them to germinate? We know from Chauncy Gardener that if the roots are undisturbed the plant will come back in the Spring. How to kill the roots? Any of you out there trying Roundup in your petri dishes? I am thinking about trying it on all the plants that are making themselves at home in mine. No proof though. All supposition. But we can't help it can we?

Another one----guess I mean. A couple of months ago I had a vision of a pygmie woman, ancient and wise, who told me to boil the leaf of what I thought was the cacao plant--I didn't hear it well===something like cocoa or caco or cocao or coca==use the leaves as a poultice and drink the tea. It is the coca plant now I am pretty sure. Well I am sure enough to try it anyway. I looked it up last night and the leaves are available from Peru and Bolivia. Directions ?----Simmer the leaves to make tea---and what is left are simmered leaves for the poultice. As soon as I get some bucks I am going to order the leaves. Check it out. It is probably not the cacao leaves because they are used to make insect repellent for vegetable plants. You know for tomato worms and such. The leaves are ground up and boiled, various things are added specific to each insect or pest and the warning is given not to get it on your skin. Even just the plain liquid from boiling the ground leaves. Who knows though--maybe we need that too. Sooooo---I am going to give the Coca leaf a shot. Anyone with me? Can't hurt!!

We know that most plants thrive in alkaline soil. Being alkaline will help our bodies be more healthy but it won't kill the plant. Maybe the plant will just be happier and healthier in our skin the more alkaline we are. An even trade i say but no cure.
who knows? NO ONE. And therein lies the trouble.

Still waiting to hear from Randy Wymore.

Still waiting for money so I can try the coca leaf remedy.

Keep the faith. God is with us all. LOVE and prayers to all of you

Curare..........Volare

Similar to anectine--paralyzes you. Used on arrows or darts to paralyze the foe. Composed of Menisprermacae (Moonseed)
Chondrodendron tomentosum and
Loganiacea
Strychnos toxifera
the woody vines and roots boiled and reduced to a black sticky goo. Used by South American Indians. The Amazon. The Rain Forest.

Check out this study from the University of Arizona http://articlesofhealth.blogspot.com/2009/09/pleomorphic-nature-of-morgellons.html Do you just not love the white fiber balls and the hair? If you read well you will notice the black oily substance left at the end of the day. I am not saying it is Curare but if two plants can do it so can another. Think about it. This thing makes us sleepy and sometimes unable to put one foot in front of the other, jangles our brains and makes us feel sick. Poison. Of some sort.
Also the conclusion is that the proteins are not human. The "number" they speak of is between 30&40. I am betting on 38. Mark my words.

Still on the plant subject. I went into my son's bedroom that he vacated three months ago to look for change. (I am so broke) I noticed a "play bill" from the Edwardian Ball he attended several months before he graduated from college and moved out. Something caught my eye. I picked it up and noticed three plants in their beginning stages growing on it. The coiled hair as well as the hair with the white fibers attached at intervals growing happily. All the bits and pieces. I wrapped it up and will send it to Randy Wymore. Compare and contrast.

The title is an homage to my son Alex who at Christmastime when he was two and rhyming everything said in response to me introducing his uncles, "Uncle Jim--VITAMIN!" and "Uncle Bruce--RED CABOOSE". A mom I am....so anyway the bad rhyme at top.

Volare--in Spanish means I WILL FLY.
And I will and so will you.
I have accepted the fact of this affliction and am no longer resisting the current truth that my life has changed. I am no longer saying it is for the worse. I am just saying it is all different now. I was dealt the Mogellon card and I accept that. Now only what to do with it.

Ah So.

Randy is most likely busy with semester end finals and paperwork. School will be out for the holidays and maybe he will have some time to speak with me. I will try to be understanding and patient.

Love to all.

Burnin' down the house

But will that really help?

I have a souvenir "Southern Comfort" high sitting directors chair, red canvas cover--natural wood frame-- that floats around in my kitchen, you know the place where everyone used to hang out. The back sling accidentally got pulled off and there it was--blackish speckled fibers growing hair 3 inches long. Then I found a big clump of the waxy stuff growing between a penny and a dime. I looked at a sample I scraped off my floor several months ago and now it is growing hair. I am not afraid of my stuff or my house because I know it is all coming out of me. I already have it. I am the petri dish. We do not know how we get this goldarn thing. Until we know, fear nothing for yourself and fear everything for everyone else. Everyone I have communicated with realizes not too long into it that nothing is biting you from the outside. The stuff is coming out of you. And there it is. If you know what it looks like, it can be observed everywhere you have been ----in various stages of development. Your car too. Your animals. Books. Shoes. Funiture. Clothes. I found a big clump of waxy stuff growing on the sleeve of a wool sweater I had not worn since last spring.

And that is just the way it is.

Good news is that I now have two resources to test the DNA or even just observe other things--Randy Wymore and the connection I have with Lyndon Lafferty (who has a friend in charge of a forensics lab). I will give them the samples from my body as well as from my environment. I am putting my money where my mouth is.

This part of my quest may soon be over.

As always LOVE to you all.

THANKFUL

For a day set aside to remind us of one of the most powerful attitudes we can have.
For LOVE that is everywhere.
For extreme times of testing that will melt ones ego like the wax face in Raiders of the Lost Ark.
For the good times.
For the bad times.
For everything.
For the evil poisonous plant whose presence has stipped us bare.

For Randy Wymore who said YES--I will be sending him samples including the plant and will be speaking to him next week.

For Lyndon Lafferty who has a friend in charge of the forensics lab in Costra County and can test the DNA of the plant.

For Sunny Simmons a behind the scenes Saint.

For Candy with her encouraging ways and sleuthing expertise.

For all fellow sufferers lending validation and support.

For my family and friends.

It's getting near dawn--da da da da da DA da

Yep. Hard to sleep at night with this thing.
Tony sent me information about someone who thought they could help me. It turned out to be Lyndon Lafferty who has been studying Electro Magnetic Radiation specifically coming from the towers put up to facilitate cell phone users. Nasty stuff. If you are in the radius it is like getting 200 chest x-rays. These things are all over the place and not regulated. Bad bad bad. Turns out that two blocks away on the roof at the Junior High School there are alot of them, the towers that is. He says that I have all the symptoms of someone with radiation poisoning. I did like the word poisoning. He is a very interesting person. A retired cop. Was involved with finding the Zodiac Killer. Has a book coming out about that whole thing. Has patents on stuff. At the end of our conversation I told him about the plant and asked him if he knew anyone who could test DNA. He said yes he had a friend in Costra County who could and would call him this evening. I gave him my phone number just in case this man wanted to talk to me. It has been not even one week since the article came out. Let's rock and roll!!

Black Speck

Here it is.

Note the colors.

What Kingdom?

Animal

Vegetable

Mineral

We could start there.

Laughter is the best medicine

I am laughing and will keep on laughing.

It all seems real but is it?

What does REAL mean anyway? Let's get metaphysical.

So There.

Love to everyone.

And the beat goes on

And so do I and our fight even though I am beat. Really just tired from the stress of it all.

Great write Candy. I can't cut and paste but I will ask Sunny if she will. I cried when I saw it was your mom. I hope she has someone to help her. My prayers are with her.

Have not heard from Randy yet.

Cindy Casey was impressed with what my bother said and wants to set up a radio show with a supportive host in Dallas--she lives in the area too and is important in The NMO.

I am so sick and tired of the" is it real or not" issue. Before Louis Pasteur proved that microbes not visible to the naked eye could cause illness no one believed him. Now we are in the opposite situation. Even though the naked eye can see fiber pods, black specks, fibers, waxy stuff and hair extruding from or on the skin our condition is delusional. Whatever happened to scientific method? Now we have to have an already known microbe to identify a condition identical in thousands of people in order to recognize the condition? Is there not anyone out there with even half a brain?------and the idiotic thing of there being no matches----is the computer GOD? The information in computers and the internet depends on humans inputing information. How could anyone be so asinine to think that if there is no match "it" doesn't exist? How did things go before The Computer? Did not doctors listen and observe and try at least to treat? Leeches, arsenic, opiates who knows what. Can you in your wildest imaginings see a situation where one of those doctors would say "you are imagining this"? Are we going back to the dark ages? Sheeshamika. Is everyone out there retarded? Or are they just fearful sheep caught up in their own pathetic egos afraid to take a step into sanity and compassion? Are they afraid of being wrong somehow even though every good scientist and researcher has always been "wrong" and then moved on to being right at some point. Is there no one worthy out there?

Step up ye one with more than half a brain and you will step up to receive the blessings of thousands and the Nobel Prize for discovering at the very least the cause of Morgellons.

I ranted. I feel better.

LOVE to all of you.

Broadcasting the Seed

Vallejo Times Herald Sunday Front Page. You can check it out and see me looking like I am 90 and ill to boot. Excellent. A huge hand due to the fact the photographer was kneeling down. They know what they are doing. I walked in with eyes wide open knowing I would be publicly humiliated at least for a day until the next x-files story comes out. Anything to get us all well.

I was so very happy to see that there was also a really good picture of the plant, yes, right on the front page. The description was inaccurate but so be it.

Next is coordinating with Randy to get the plant to him.

I thought Dr. Bagheri was sympathetic to me. After all when the lab report came back positive for plant material---and here I will quote--doubly refractile tubular fibers and fragments composed of cells with thick cell walls, she told me to take the plant to the Sheriff or the Department of Agriculture. Oh, by the way the Lab report stated Suspected Diagnosis: R/O PLANT VS. PARASITE. Delusional was not mentioned because I am obviously sane and have had my son as a witness to all the weird crap that has extruded from my skin. Crazy was never mentioned. Now she is presented as a doctor who thinks I am a scratcher or picker and says the plant material may be cotton. I was (am) obviously unwell and she says, again I say it, "it could be cotton" like saying I know you are sick and it could be Cholera----but we will not be doing any further testing. You oh sick one, go out and find your own cure. And to make a point I do not scratch. Would you scratch a blister? Only an idiot would scratch a blister. One would put calamine lotion on it or ice or Hydrocortizone Cream . I have said many times even Hitler does not deserve to get this---but now I am thinking maybe some doctors and government officials should just to help the cause. I can hear the terrified screaming now as I hear mine and all of yours. The Chosen. Or The Hapless. I liked Dr. Bagheri. She had a hard time not laughing when I presented the plant to her but I think that is just because she was nervous. And that is why the sites are always full of hecklers. What if this is indeed REAL and what if they got it and could not get help and lost everything and were humiliated by the medical profession and left to exist on Dantes seveth level of hell where the lepers are? Too scary. So they try to debunk it as a defence mechanism. They actually amuse me if truth be known.

It's all a ride. I am tired of being stuck on the tilt-o-whirl upside down. How about you?

Tears and prayers for all and I mean ALL!!!

Tumbleweeds,Nazis,and Aliens

Hi all fellow sufferers in this hell. Today Tony called to clarify a few things before he took the story to the editor. He told me he really enjoyed meeting me and if I found out more about the plant to let him know---follow up story in the offing or offering. He also said that when he spoke to Randy Wymore the good doctor said he knew nothing about a plant==especially one that was growing all over the house==but would be happy to look at it. I e-mailed him just a few minutes ago and so we shall see.

Which brings us to the tumble weeds. Once I saw the plant I knew what I had been seeing all along. When the plant is "done" it goes to seed like any other plant. You know the white fuzzy dust balls that you find and if you look closer see grayish or reddish clumps in it as well as hair and sometimes something that looks like strips of wood. Sometimes the white fibers are almost tranluscent and very straight and sometimes they look like feathers and sometimes it is a feather because this thing loves to attach itself to cotton, feathers, linen--anything with an open weave. It thrives and comes to fruition in order to reproduce itself. I have seen it grow on almost every kind of surface except silk. Wood, tile, plastic, glass, my Daddy's leather Bible, shoes, my keyboard, metal, my precious conch shell carved like a cameo with Psyche or a likeness thereof, polyester and human skin. Oh yes and you can find it in dryer lint. The colors of the fibers are really pronounced. The red is red the black is black.

As far as GMO's go----Where did the Nazis go? And the answer is "What is Argentina?" Draw your own. Mine is something like just another story we all make up to try to make some kind of sense of our topsey turvy world. Find an old tropical creepy thing and then monkey around with it some more. Maybe or maybe not.

Blame it on the Bossa Nova--or my brother Phil. Or Phiddy as we used to call him in his younger days. Now he is a high faluttin' Chief of Staff Surgeon in Texas, oh yeah--eelskin cowboyboots and all--and I swear this is true--Conservative!!!--suggested ALIENS. Tongue in cheek most likely. At least he does not suffer from the Semmelweis Reflex as most or many doctors and scientists do. And as Clemente always said "Who know?"

I will never give up this cause. God is with me and you.

On this Sabbath Day my love goes out to you all.

Come Together

Soooo. Yesterday was the photo shoot. The journalist was very kind and smart. He asked me questions about the reason for the story and shot while I spoke. I mentioned the plant and asked if he would like to see it. "YES" he said. He had to change lenses a couple of times to shoot the plant in its little baggie complete with the ID number sticker the Department of Agriculture in Sacramento stuck on it. So we are off and running. Tony said he will let me know when the story is to run. Now I am a volunteer pariah. Ah So. One of my missions in life I guess. Who know? Said always Clemente. I miss him so. A Master from Guatamala. Can't write about him now.

Today was the day I had to reply to my eviction notice. There was a a place where stretching it I could mention the whole freekin Morgellons mystery. So I did. When I spoke to the advocate at Legal Services she said my reply would go public. I said good and anyway my story is going to be published in the paper.

Critcal mass baby, critical mass.

Whatever it takes. This can be known and cured.

My prayers and love to you all.

Come on people now smile on your brother--

How 60's is that?

Great find Candy! I e-mailed the link to Tony the reporter. Fascinating. Port cities. Naval bases. Plants. Agrobacterium. Maybe someone will stumble on it soon. The plant I mean. I do not even think it is a GMO. (I could be wrong) I just want to get someone to start in the right direction. I want this to be understood so a remedy can be found and we can at least have some peace of mind as far as contagion is concerned. I read about people being happy because they have found something that will take enough of the gunk off their hair to enable them to run a comb through it so they can go to the hair salon to get their hair done. I shudder to think about the possible repercussions of that.

Thank you too faithfulandtrue123 for the video. Check out Morgellons bio entry on YouTube. The music hits the nail on the head and the videos are well done and appropriately nightmarish. How could anyone ignore the bitingstingingingitchingcrawling sensations with that stuff wriggling around in and on your skin? If I let myself think about how disgusting this all is I want to run out into the street screaming. Some do.

Hey--we should pray for the CDC. They need it!

Love to all of you.

Plant number two

My computer has been unavailable to me because a dear friend took it to a friend of his to fix it because it has been on the fritz. Some of the keyes have been sticking and I took a paintbrush and removed six or seven plants from under the key pads. I am afraid that the plant has gotten into other places too. Who Know?--as Clemente always said.

Today I met Tony --the reporter--at IHOP for coffee, tea and an interview. I was so enchanted with the fake antique glass windowpaned in the dividers between booths and tables that at one point I had to say "the aged glass is just so beautiful, don't you think?" amongst our talk of the progression of the EVIL and who I am. He still needs to set up a photo shoot of me in front of my house which is really no longer mine. I liked him very much and am looking forward to see what he comes up with. I am passionate in my desire for him to present the plant as the cause of Morgellons---the plant or at least a plant. Let us get real here. Animal==(no)===Vegetable(yes)==mineral(maybe included but not the originator) So tired of waiting.

A friend of mine had a plant in its totality come off him yesterday. Yep--the whole thing. Freaked him out. He tried to take a picture of it but his camera couldn't get an even reasonable focus. I suggested he send it to Sunny who has a microscope and can reveal its diabolical creepiness from 100x to 400x. Like we can handle that. The picture above is a fiberball-seed pod whatever that came out of my finger a week or so ago. Seems so innocuous when it looks like a teeny Q-Tip top and so vile when you see the black and red-amber waxy balls inside. Took me two days to get over that graphic panoply.

Do you realize the import of that? Two plants the same? We shall see when we see plant #2.

In the eye of the public

Just a quick update here. I am happy that I didn't have to go on the cross or the wooden bed. I forgot the part where I was going to wrap myself in white sheets and then cheese cloth like a mummy. If I was well it would be easier to do it all. Demonstrate I mean. Praise be to God. Tony from the local paper called me yesterday, set up an appointment for further information on Monday. He wants a picture of me in front of my house as well as pix of the plant and fiber balls. I hate the limelight for all reasons. Makes me want to cry. Yet it seems I keep getting into it. And now for the ickyest creepiest thing---the Plant. ( That was my ego talking there. I know that any exposure this condition gets will benefit all. ) The thing that is the most frustrating to me is that this is an infestation. It is not that the body itself has gone awry like cancer or worn out organs It is a parasitic plant complete with its own propagating friends that have so many components similar to the human body it feels welcome and can hide for a long time before raising its distructive head. Hopefully the exposure will bring in some help. Tony wants to do a front page Sunday edition feature article.



As for me the eviction process is about to begin. Looks like three months so I have some time. The mediator for the bank is wonderful. A Denzel Washington type--clear-grounded-sympathetic-businesslike-personable-strong. He offered me keyes for cash-----out in 30 days and $3,000. Got nowhere to go. Can't work. Not enough income to go anywhere anyway. How long will disability last? Then what? I can't even go to a homeless shelter cuz I might give it to them. It is the wall that I hit every time I think of any kind of a future. So I can't think of the future. I know I am with God and everything will work out for His best.

Same old thing

Well, well, well------Sunny and I have been busy. I cut off a part of the stick and a piece of the what looks like hair from the plant as well as a what I call a seed pod but is the stuff surrounded by cottony looking fibers. She has a microscope and has been looking at these things for years. It is all the same thing====meaning, , what grew as a plant on my bedsheet is the same thing as the fiber balls that come out of my skin and the skin of many many others who have the same symptoms. She sent me pictures. It really creeped me out. I am kind of OK now, not quite fascinated but interested. Now there is no doubt. Someone must know about this. Where are they? Randy is held up by lack of funds.

I made contact with a Mexican friend--Israel--who works at the gas station near my house last week and asked if he knew any local healers from Mexico or South America. He said he knew of a man and would try to look him up. I spoke with him today and Israel said he couldn't find him--doesn't live there anymore--but said he would ask around to find someone else.

I had the idea last night of building a cross and hanging myself on it with rope in my front yard to get attention---stop eating-=whatever. Or maybe taking a wooden bed out into my front yard and just staying on that. We need help. We as the ones suffering are doing more to try to solve this than anyone else. We are ill equipped novices. We need help.

At least we know what it is. More prayer is needed.

Trinidad: supra lingna putrida et folia emorta

Hi! I don't know about you out there but the name of the plant Candy found does not sound like something anyone would want to grow. I took one year of Latin and found it easy because so many of the Latin based words were so close to familiar English words. I will try to look these up . Or is it Spanish? Putrid is obvious and amort means deathlike or to the death. Maybe of French origin. Hmmmm. The plant that Candy found looks very much like The Plant. The simplicity and form are consistent with what I have seen. It is difficult to tell if the single strand emerging from the center is hair-like or not. If this is not IT this is The Plants sister. I am awestruck by Candy's find.

Where to go from here. I will call the universities again. This time with a name and then see where they can lead me. That I will do tomorrow. WOW is all I can say. Candy you are so good. I have gotten IRUS B, Seneca, sargassum, and nucleopeptide chains. Emortas and Argenta or Sargenta are certain in their importance. The importance of the others remains to be seen--except for the nucleopeptide chains---that was so strong including a picture of maybe an Indian as from India or somewhere who had khol around his eyes and had black curly hair and a shawl of red and black.

Tomorrow I am sending a cutting from the plant of the hair to Sunny. She has the infamous hair growing on her and has a microscope so she can compare the hair.

All of you out there are so wonderful =====encouraging me , giving me tips and information. Together we will find this so simple cure for our loved ones and for ourselves and for the thousands who are suffering-------- especially the children. I thank you all and I am not forgetting you Jess for telling me what I suspected about the Evil plant living on and on.

In tears as usual of thankfulness, desperation and hope. I love you all.

We will overcome...

Candy you are so amazing. I have been trying the links you sent me for quite some time and to no avail. I will keep trying. We are hot on the trail. The picture of the plant is found where my picture should be--where it says profile. That is it. It is blurry because the plant is about the size of a thumbnail. I made an enlarged copy on my copy machine and a friend took a picture of it and then I put it on my computer. Does it compare to what you have seen? Thank you so very much. As you know the other word was Argenta or sargenta or S Argenta.

I am going to Home Depot tomorrow because you can get a mold analysis for ten bucks. Whatever it is something.

Have not heard from Tony Burchyns (the reporter)but will call him tomorrow.

The only purpose in my life is to get to the bottom of this.
I love all of you and my prayers are always with you.

Prove me wrong I beg you

Candy you are so wonderful for connecting me to the NMO and Sunny a true friend who has been suffering from this abomination for 8 years. A couple of months ago I found the same thing that you wrote on the blog--the same Abstract. My take was well that is not the plant. But the fact that plant materials can show up on human skin should make researchers aware that it is a possibility.

I e-mailed Randy Wymore about the plant. Have not heard back so far. As far as I know Tony still wants to do a story. I e-mailed a letter Randy Wymore wrote 7-19-09 to him which was very clear and powerful--defining symptoms and concluding the fact that there is no known cause, treatment or cure. If THEY had it they would be running balls ass to find the goldarn cause and cure. Now the thing here is that I actually know the cause. Yes I do . Can I get anyone to listen? Can I find any way to figure this thing out? NO! Oh for goodness sake who am I? Not a scientist. I have said this before.


He showed me the plant in a meditation. I drew it. 6/4/09 I was told the name==Emortas phonetic spelling most likely.

6/15/09 I found the plant growing on my bedsheet--ya know, how it would look if it was not growing on and in your freeking skin-body. You know, all of you, the fibers that come out and the little bally cotton things filled with black or red or greenish blue specks to the common eye that seem to be enwrapped with cotton. How about the hair? Talk to me here. Yes we are all sick. So now that it is October is the sticky stuff abating? The pollen that attracts bees and ants and other bugs is not being produced now. The plant is going dormant. We will all feel better for a few months. Don't lay low. The spore pockets are alive and well and are just waiting for the right time--their time to produce more of themselves---unfortunately we can not use Roundup-------bad for the nervous systom. How about a harmless natural cure? Like a poultice of cacao leaf and a drink of the tea?

I will not give up. I saw the children in a meditation yesterday. I personally have done and experienced every thing I have wanted to do except win the lottery. So let us go, pumpkins.
It all be for you.

Shalom

Blessings be upon all of you. The will of God be done. God is love. Gloria in Excelsis Deo.

Solitary Solipsism

A definitive redundancy definately. In fact it is illogical from the get go . Oh wait a minute--def of solipsism--- (a) the theory that the self can be aware of nothing but its own experiences and states. And therein lies the problem.



Today I took the outward expression of the organism that grows hair to the Department of Agriculture in Sacramento and both Beth and the really nice gay guy I forget his name Greg or Craig or maybe Clark but I really dont know, could not help me. I was prepared for smirks and unwillingness to help. Oh for goodness sake HOW could I have ever thought that they could identify a plant that is common in Argentina? I don't think so. They will see. As all will see, that this is a simple solution to a very weird, to us, problem but not to those who know what this organism is. I have changed from talking about the plant as a plant that grows what looks like hair that can live on human skin to referring to Emortas as an organism. Emortas. The wax that makes the skin look as if the person was dead. You know the Death Pallor or pallor or paller or anyotherspelling. Oh how PC--which by the way is a very weak stance and usually untrue.

And you knew that anyway.

So my next step is to try to find a forensic scientist who has a lab and can do DNA testing on the org as well as the stuffIhavefreekygrowing in my houseonmyfloor and on the strips of tape hanging off of my beautiful antique Swedish inspired raw pine solid wood bookcase filled with worthy books. If I allow myself to think of this I will cry.

sole

The reporter from the Vallejo Times-Herald has, it seems, blown me off. Tony Burchyn said he would call me yesterday and he did not. I am really tired and just want to go to sleep for ever. Good Night hopefully forever. Oh my dream come true. What more can I do? No one listens no one cares just get me outaherepleasegod can not I be done ? Whatchawantfromme? I am so sick and so tired. Get me out of here. My plea and prayer. I love all of you who are in this horrific thing and my prayers are with all of you. Maybe I can go home tonight.

I have a dream---

That all of us who are suffering will be healed. I contacted Tony, a reporter for the local newspaper, and he is interested in the story of the hair growing plant that infests bodies of people who are afflicted with what is called Morgellons. Please pray to God that His will be done in this circumstance. Gloria in Excelsis Deo!!!

Sunny---- Yesterday my life was filled with rain.....

You have given me hope. I thank you. And thanks to Candy who turned me on to the website where I wrote a comment and Sunny found it and called me. She is a big wig at The National Morgellons Organization headed by Randy Wymore who is at least still trying to do research. Sunny is interested in getting the plant to him sometime soon. She is wonderful!! Tomorrow I am going to the local newspaper.

2:00 am the police come into my bedroom---

Seriously, I am awakend from a rare sound sleep. It is the police because I called the county mental health line requesting help. Turns out that Steve O is from Argentina. Interesting don't you think? The younger punk cop keeps being belligerant--so ya want ta hurt yourself--me--no, I want some help. I have a weird plant living on my skin and no one will help me. So I get out of bed and show them the strips of the parts of the plant that come out of my skin that I have hanging on my bookcase in the alcove where my desk is by my kitchen. I tell them I have been to many doctors and no one will help me. The young punk one says oh, I am itching and I say yes you should get out of here. I follow them out the door. They are running like hell. Maybe Steve O can help me and us. Make a noise.

96 Tears

Maybe that is all I can say tonight. Oh no. We live in America, the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave. I hear it every week because I live across from the High School and someone talented or not sings it---way too often. It is so sad to me that the body I am in is so strong and fine and beautiful and because of this plant I cant use it. Not only can I not use it I am afraid that if I give my son a hug he might get it. Tonight I called the mental health hot-line and now I am going to call the suicide hot line --wait right there. Busy night for suicides I guess--or maybe she did not believe me. Ah, well I am doing what I can. And I love all of you who are suffering out there. I pray for all of us.

lonely teardrops----(hi, jess)

A bad day for me today. I know I swore off doctors because in contacting them---tropical medicine docs and labs ---most are not even remotely interested----the mailaway parasitic labs only want to look at your pooh and could care less about your skin. The one doctor who happened to pick up the phone decided that I have pathological dermatitis and should go see another dermatologist . I challenged him, got him curious, sent him a picture of the plant and then I lost it with him in the back and forth e-mailings ending with calling myself a retard and saying DOYOUWANNABESTICKYALLTHETIME? I have a doctor. Why is this doctor not trying to find out what is causing plant material to show up in my skin samples? She saw the goldarn thing. So I put in a call and it was really nice because the receptionist composed a very calm and succinct message. Dr. Bagheri called me the next day--yesterday. Good news--she said she believed me---- that weird stuff was coming out of my skin---- said that my immune system was strong--no aids--no HIV--no cancer--hormones all OK--vitamins goodblahblah--and then gave the analogy that no matter how healthy you are if you are EXPOSED to cholera you are going to get cholera. Bad news---she wanted me to take the celexas she had prescribed because I might be scratching in the night and then the plant material could enter compromised skin. I was so proud of myself because I said--Good theory--and let it ride. What be de point? I cannot take drugs because my body reacts in very unpredictable ways. Old story but a good one. My son is 1and 1/2. I am having trouble losing the last 5 pounds. I take him to play with Marissa ---same age---up the street and Cathy tells me she has been taking diet pills --did I want to try one? OK. I take it, put Alexander down for his nap and immediately fall into a stupor--not my usual thing. I awake with an overwhelming desire to make cookies and then have to eat most of the dough before baking . Not good, pumpkin. My guess is that I would commit suicide if I took that thing. I have been working, I just haven't been writing. On Monday I sent in a "reportapest report" to the State. Complete with picture and a request for direction to a taxonomist, lab, botanist or plant biologist if for some reason the state was unable to identify the plant. Tonight I e-mailed Obama. He is for the underdog therefore he is for me and us. There is someone in the world who knows what this plant is and the remedy. I will find them.

We will not have to suffer much longer

So it be.

Love is all there is

Should I love the plant now? Is that what this is about? Should I give up? Who knows.

them lesions are created by you and...

If you were not so stubborn by thinking that a fungus was living on your skin--a fungus of red wax that produces fibers and hair--you could be helped by a dermatologist who would give you a tranquilizer. Then maybe you would not care if your skin was sticky all the time and when you woke up in the morning you wouldnt care if seed pods came out of your skin or black little sticky things and you feel sick and tired and you cant see and who is giving this to who? Now right now I am changing my tune--No Doctors. My brother is one and he CAN'T help me either. Ah, What the heck--just let me die.

emortas

Yeah, that is the real name or in part. The other is Argenta or maybe that is part of the name for the remedy==notice not the cure. The other is .... not sure. How about the lead nucleopeptide chains? How about Sargassum? How about lichen rubrum. A rose by any other name will still kill you. Any blondes out there? Look and see if you have "hair" growing where you never had hair growing before. On your hand? Between your thumb and forefinger--- you know in the crotch? Hairy finger tops, hairy knees? Golden hair. Around your hairline, the nape of your neck? On men, on their chest? That happens the second year. The first year one is too freaked out by the lesions and being sick to notice much. Do you get scabies or head lice because your immune system is weak? Can your immune system kill head lice? Does your dog get fleas because his immune system is weak? Did you get morgellons because your immune system was weak? Bullshit. Mine didn't look weak last year when I went to UCSF Medical Center and they did a skin biopsy and took 10 tubes of blood to test EVERYTHING. They came up with----you must have a brain tumor because all the other systems are aplusgo. What horseshit. I gave Dr. Berger a perfect seed specimen. He ignored it. Well , you go in there and you are so frigging sick that you cant drive youself there to start with. Then all these heathy beautiful people come in real fast and look at you like you are a specimen. They dont talk to you. They dont ask you any questions except for --"Vitamin A?" . Because when you have the plant you get a waxy coating on you that is composed of red and black fibers in wax and it makes your skin look orange. The world has become smaller and the doctors books need to get bigger.

C'est la vie

So now I can speak French, huh? Where to go ---what to do......Is not there a freeking body out there who knows some one in ARGENTINA? Fungus-----algea-----we all know all that by now!! Please Please Please I got a contact list from the CDC--- the American Society of Tropical Medicine and Hygiene and have been calling, leaving messages, e-mailing and talking to some of them--experts in Tropical medicine. Never heard of that----they say----You are demented. Please see a Psychiatrist--another dermatologist--etc. So if you are a Doctor and you have not heard of "IT" before , it does not exist? I call that the "Pope vs Galileo" complex. Not well received by the medical establishment. Someone in the world knows about the plant. I call them in now.

I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it any more

True Morgellons is caused by the plant.

Argenta--silver

I ordered colloidal silver last night. We will see what happens . The mud dried up many plants but where the plant is IN--ROOTED IN your skin, the area bleeds. I now have a bloody patch on the nape of my neck as well as my ankles and my wrist and hand--the hand I used to put the mud on my face and head and feet. I think that the roots are still in there and more plants will be made. What? Are we living in the Middle Ages? No one can even call another country where this plant and its remedy are known? So, far no e-mail replies. I spoke with a really nice woman at GARD today. She asked my symptoms from the plant and said it sounded like Morgellons. Then she gave me places to call for information and said, "No, there is no way we can contact anyone in Argentina ".----and maybe I could look up articles in medical journals from South America. All I need is the name from a souviner shop. Without the name of this plant I can't look anything up. Someone out there knows the name. Just put it in comments, OK?

mud, pygmies and goats(mohair?)

.I put alot of Borghese Fango mud all over my face, hairline and neck last night. The mud dries up the waxy stuff and then the plant is really easy to pull off. I can't say that this is killing the source but since a really big plant came off from around my left eye my vision is clear in that eye. It is so weird to have what looks like hair unfurl from your skin and from around your eye. I think copper and silver play a part in the getting rid of this thing. It is so hard to go it alone. A friend of mine gave me some good council---"Just go ahead with what you are doing and don't put any emotional investment into your detractors". I was meditating a month or two ago and asked if anyone knew how to get rid of the plant. I saw a very old pygmy woman healer wrapped in a light brown and cream colored cloth over her head and draped around her body. She said take the leaf of the cacao plant, boil it, put the leaves on your body and drink the tea. Something else needed to be put in the tea but I didn't get what. Just for the record. Her cloth looked like goat skin. Just for the record again. I am pretty sure that this can only be transmitted through the spores which are not abundant at all times of the year. The long weekend is over and tomorrow I will be calling the CDC. Obama was over the top for now anyway. But if necessary I will try again.

Let it bleed

Hey well then what else can you do? Back on track. Tonight I spoke to a rep of the CDC. He was very helpful and so I e-mailed a picture of the plant to the correct department. I expect to hear from them . I sent them a picture--a big clear one--and have in my hot little paw a copy of the pathology report from UC Davis Medical Center. All of us who have this horror are terrified that we will give it to someone else. That be THEIR job. We pay them. We don't have to shuck and bow. It is an organization dedicated, in part, to keeping citizens safe and out of harms way of communicable diseases whatever their origination. I am pretty sure my cat has this too. Did I give it to him? Who knows? This thing is living everywhere here. When I leave my house I am going to take everything with me including the dishwasher. What do you think? Plus they give cash for keyes. No one who has lived here for the last 10 years has ever had a key to any door. Obviously we don't lock the doors. I do have a really big bag of keyes and at one point before I got sick thought I should have at least a key to the front door and spent an hour or two trying them all to no avail. So unless I go to Home Depot, which I can't anyway because the slime producing bacteria that are eating the dead algea get into my eyes and I can't see to drive, and spend about $100.00 I will get no cash for keyes. Now my idea is to put everything into storage and after 6 months or so go back and look to see if the plant has survived. We don't know what will kill it for sure even outside the body. Friends want this or that if I go homeless or die or whatever and no way am I going to give anything to anybody. It would be like giving them the disease. Storage only or burn the whole thing up. In a day or two I will start packing especially the things my kids would like to have. Ah, life. How mysterious. No sense wishing.

All is well...

Thank you so very much Candy. Actually, I am just going to talk to you tonight. Not on the Morgellons issue--I always wanted to be Jewish from when I was a small child. Who would not want to be? ---they are God's Chosen People. It does not take a genius to see that the contributions in the fields of art and science are often made by Jewish people. My own experiences have owned this. Jewish people are not going to make creepy things, the Nazi type people are. I think it is because they are jealous and have been forever. I have been reading "The City of God" by E. L. Doctorow. Interesting. I so honor you because you are investigating the EVIL to help your loved one. What I get over here is alot of disbelief. I will keep on. I e-mailed a reporter for the Fresno Bee as well as the woman Barbara Minton who wrote an awesome synopsis on the Joni Mitchell website. My hands and feet are bleeding tonight. Like I can do anything. Oh, wait I can type. Thank you so much for being there for me.

Court and Spark

Today my sweet darling friend and (step)mother to my two sons gave me a ride to the courthouse in Sacramento so I could surrender my house and absolve all of my debts because I have been too sick to work for way too long. We both cried. I will probably have to be homelss because in good conscience can not live with someone else if I can not find out how ya get this thing. I can't work. I make $1264 a month on disability. If I have to get a shopping cart and go into the street I will last a month or two. I pray to God to take me home tonight.

Ammonia?

I have not been able to do very much with my hands for the last 6 months because all the seeds were in growing mode, got too big for the skin to contain them and started bursting out---what is refered to in this modality as "lesions". But, oh whoa, it is not just exactly the seeds in the packets it is also the seeds on the ropes. In the spring they all grow. All of the elements of this propagation are going on all the time but growing season is the worst. Last year I almost died. I was covered with it all. When I took a bath there was a black ring from the spores-seeds. Then the cotton balls came out in the bath----looked like dandylion seeds in the bath water. Just like an algae float. I was so sticky everything I touched was covered by a waxy residue. I could not wear clothes that touched my body due to pain and itch. I was so weak I could not drive 4 blocks to the nearest store without having to sit in the car for ten minutes to rest up. If there were more than 3 people in line I would just have to leave. I have been Queen of Denial or Swedish Stoic all my life and in this situation it could no longer work. The pan handlers outside of 7-11(my grocery store--prices better than standard even if choices are fewer)--started saying God Bless you sister instead of asking me for a handout. Oliver, my youngest son, was in Italy at the time and picked up that I was close to death and told me that he knew. I knew that my body was almost too poisoned to stay in it. I was not ready to go. My affairs were not in order. You know how it is to die. The container of flesh becomes too small and you start expanding out of it. I felt that and said I am not ready. So here I am today cleaning my floor with ammonia because my hands are usable(I am not saying not without lesions but they are on the palms of my hands and the backs of my fingers and I can use them) and then see the plant everywhere. I sprayed a solution of ammonia on the hardwood floor and noticed it bubbling up. Weird. I looked closer and saw the wax melt and only fibers and hair were left. I have been living with this thing for a year and a half and know all of its characteristics. It is very straightforeward and simple. This plant is trying to propagate itself everywhere; so does every other plant, mold, bacteria, (and man)etc. So I am not in wonderment or criticism here, my main concern is how do you get this thing to live on you? I am terrified to be around anyone for fear that they may get it from me or my house. No one should get this thing, not even Hitler. I am still alone with no answers because who wants to talk to a nobody--perhaps a crazy person--or someone who is going to blow their shaft. I don't know. I feel sad tonight--not hopeless but sad. Anyway it seemed that the fairly week solution of ammonia that I used for cleaning had a curative effect on my skin so I put it on my head. We who are suffering will try anything.

Yes, I did...

Howdy hi!! The bad stuff first. A comment was posted from morgellonspgpr.wordpress.com yesterday and the person had the audacity to say I will never find the cause-just work on becoming symptom free. I figured he had squeezed a snake and got some kind of oil out of it that he was selling. Decide for yourself. The moment was right so I plead our cause to Oprah. Who is more powerful than her? She says jump and you become airborne (no pun intended). I will try anything. I told her I did not want to be on TV, but I would adore to meet her. Maybe she can just do the story and I won't have to go. I read a bunch more creepy medical reports and in North and South America anyway, there is something called SPIROTRICHIOSIS which has something in common with the black specks, etc. It lives on grasses and you have to inhale alot of spores or get them into an open wound. The treatment is Potassium Iodide and/or Itraconazole. There is that zole again. I guess it is that I am poor that no doctors want to help me--by poor I mean no medical insurance they can milk. The first dermatologist I saw kept saying "but you are self pay". I am a Real Estate Agent, had been off work for two weeks, had $25,000 in the bank, the visit was $65.00 and she did not want me to come back. Go figure. Whatever happened to the Hippocratic Oath? Is it now hypocrisy? ....snark... the Hypocrisy Oath. Oh, that was bad. I meditate and pray for all of us every day.

view profile

To see the picture of the plant, please view profile and where my picture should be there IT is. Unfortunately, you will need a magnifying glass but I am going to try to get an enlarged picture to replace this one. Remember it is composed of two cottony balls, scrolly ribbon fiber and hair-- the wax and the fiber stick. To the naked eye this is what is seen. Who is going to help us all? Please come in now. Get rid of the underlying cause--get rid of it all. What if this organism-ecosystem thrives in an alkaline environment? How can the body have immunities to a plant? Did you know a waste product of fungi is CO2 like us, not O2 like other plants? Yet another poison we are being subjected to making us feel sick. Maybe we need to be eating burgers, candybars and drinking coke? OK , I guess I will try Oprah again. Still awaiting replies from medical mycologists in this country and Argentina.

there is a fungus among us...

Will any azole do? Thanks to Candy who gave me http://www.fungus.com/ I spent many hours last night reading case studies of people who have had weird fungus infections and invariably something that ended in zole was prescribed and had a curative effect. When I went to UC Davis I showed the Doctor my tube of Clotrimazole, available at any drug store, and she said it would not hurt me. Too many questions left unanswered, too many things left unknown.. I also went online to sign up for Oprah and just ended up sending her a link to a video that my nephew made who is in the Army in Afghanistan. I can't go anywhere--someone might get this from me. I don't know.

22 hairs to the pimple

Hello! I am very happy tonight because I just e-mailed R.G.Vitale in Buenos Aires and it went through. I also e-mailed Thomas Volk who is a medical mycologist and seems very interested in new things and seems to be focusing on weird fungus infections originating from Mexico to South America. Someone will step up to the plate. I feel very sad because robert and Mary have decided that I am not a very good Christian or maybe not one at all because I was antagonistic when they told me only the Lord could fix this thing and I was in selfwill for wanting to contact experts because Morgellons is an anathema and a political no-no--just see where you get-dead- kind of thing like Silkwood or Erin Brockavich--and no one will listen to you and just stop because you think you are someone when you are no one and the devil has deceived you because you saw the plant. Whatever. So what if I saw the plant? Have I been cured?

just for you Candy

Hello honey, Please tell your loved one to drink grapefruit juice with 10 drops of Grapefriut Juice Extract and if he or she can find CVS Microbial Silver Gel, just go ahead and put it where ever. Borghese Fango mud will have a dramatic effect also. Oils are better than anything else. Any oil. We are flyin by the seat of our pants. Just trying to stay alive. I am sorry if I get the hopeless thing going on. I really do love life and laughter.
New paragraph. So and why is it always so--for the last two days I have been trying to contact R.G. Vitale in Argentina but the 411 operators there can never answer the phone to give the operators here the number. I guess I will have to e-mail her. I will not give up. I am even (and I cry here) willing to go on Oprah if nesessary to get this thing understood and known. I know that this is a simple thing and we could all be well if only someone would listen. I hate the limelight, I had enough of that and it creeps me out. BUT----I am willing if that is what it takes I pray to God I won't have to. Tomorrow I will look up more medical mycologists and e-mail them.

and in the end..the love you make is equal to the love you take

I know that no one but me is reading this but it is OK because keeping a diary has been known to be valuable for many reasons. John Taylor has not responded. I thought that the medical mycologist located in Berkeley was the same John Taylor who worked at the college, had his number and called him. After hearing a bit of my story he directed me to Dr. Pappagianis who is an MD said --I CAN NOT HELP YOU. I really do not care that I am going to die, because none of us really ever die. You know that this is really true.

the Media??

Hi, Dr. Striker put a block on my e-mails to him. Hmmmmm. Well, I think I am going to have to go public. You know, the NEWS. I think that everyone who has been researching Morgellons has their reputation and ego at stake and cannot receive any information that contradicts their suppositions. Don't yalll jes hate suppositions? I KNOW I DO. God showed me the plant and then He grew the thing on my bedsheet and then I remembered I saw the plant on a postcard. Is anyone out there? Is anyone out there who can help me??? And thousands of others? It is so goldarn simple. But who am I going to call? So far what I see is Evil , Evil as a definition of self interest. The stupidist thing is, I actually have at least a partial answer to the Morgellons phenomenom. Every day that goes by the plant grows and puts out more spores and they grow into more seed and the slime producing bacteria that eats the dead algea collects up on my skin causing something sticky and black shit comes out and red smiley liplookings thing come out and who even wants to live? It is not even really that you no longer want to be in your body because every day is another ALIEN day, every day you feel sick, unable to function, weak, no longer able to see or think straight, you don't want to be in your body because it is too much work for nothing. I pray every night for The Lord to take me home. BEG. But He won't because I have the Plant. I guess that I just have to be patient and when the righteous soul steps up to get the word out the I can either be healed or go home. The latter is what I prefer.

and now Joni Mitchell

Hi all, I am sorry that I have been absent for a while. Well, because I am unable to drive my friend came over on Tuesday and gave me a ride to the Department of Agriculture to pick up the plant as it grows in the wild. Laura was very sympathetic and asked to be informed when I found out anything. Sweet and caring person. So, after a long day for me, I got out the camera I used when I was in Real Estate to take pictures of homes to take a picture of the plant and I could not get it to work. Endless changing of batteries, etc, shaking , praying, and so I completely flipped out and grabbed a butcher knife from my knife block and stabbed the wall. Unfortunately, in the process I cut my hand and after I threw the knife down I noticed that there was blood all over me and the kitchen, my feet, my socks, my pants, and my favorite jacket. Why oh why? I will tell you why. I have been shown--I know what is the cause of Morgellons and I have no one to tell it to. I talk to the researchers and they do not want to hear. I e-mailed John Taylor, a medical mycologst yesterday and I heard nothing from him today. Did any of you ever read Flowers for Algernon? Case in point. And now I find out the Joni Mitchell has it. Look it up for yourself. I am ready to go insane because I have at least part of the answer to the evil that is causing so much suffering and suicide. I can easily see how I could be next--not that I believe in it but this crap just puts you to the end and then why go on?

medical mycology

Yesterday was my Birthday so I was on the phone all day because all friends and family live elsewhere. I contacted the Fungi department at UC Berkeley and they suggestd looking up a medical mycologist who if they personally did not know what the plant was would know someone else who would. I found John Taylor at Berkeley but he is unavailable until the 19th. So then I e-mailed RB Stricker who has done Morgellons research but seems to be more involved with Lyme Disease Research and gave him the chance. Someone will help us I know. Huge love to you all who are suffering. God is with us.

I don't think I will ever be able to get the font I want printed. I guess it is only important because I am an artist. Well, today I had a lengthy conversation with Dr. Kilani from Clongen. He presented himself as a very loving and professional researcher. Unfortunately, Morgellons has fallen out of favor with the research fellows and no one wants to align themselves with it. I also contacted Vitaly Citovsky who researched agrobiomedics in relation to Morgellons two years ago and he was not interested. End of that story. Dr. Kikani told me to find a plant biologist so I guess that will be my next search. I did ask Dr. Kilani if he wanted to win the Nobel Prize and he said yes but not for the million dollars just to be of service. I really liked that guy and told him so. He also said he thought that this thing was communicable and was happy to hear that my son had taken a job elsewhere and moved out. So there ya go.

Day two

I think that the Ariel typeface I chose was ignored. Today I called and e-mailed a scientific researcher at Clongen Labs in MD, told him my story and so far he has not stood up to receive the potential Nobel Prize. I battled several anxiety attacks and then e-mailed the World Health Organization in Argentina. Most likely with a click my message can be translated into Spanish. Do you think he wants to save thousands of people who have the plant living and propagating on and in their skin? Or maybe like every one else that thinks "thisisnotinmyjobdescription" he will not be of help either. I know the right person will step up to save thousands of lives sooner or later. Just a week or so ago a 9 year old boy with this infestation killed himself. I would have done the same thing a year ago but suicide is the chickens way out and against my personal code of ethics. But who knows?Apparently as this thing takes over more of your skin, splinters start coming out instead of the horrifying fuzzy seed pods, innocuous fibers, black spores and hairs that are relatively painless. I have had several splinters come out--some pop out and I scream and jump because it is with such force--and others just seem to float to the top of the skin on my fingers and then with a tad of a scrape they come off and I put them in a plastic baggie or on a piece of tape. This is THE EVIL as my friend Robert in SC calls it. I called a Biosystematics Organization who are involved with insects which live on humans and the response was disbelief and resistance. No Nobel Prize for them either. I sometimes wonder if I do nothing to prevent the plant from taking over, how long would it take?

The Plant

Hello!

So simple is this font, like when we learned to read.
Today I called the Department of Agriculture in Fairfield and told them not to send the
plant to the State. If you send a plant to the State you never get it back. And if they can
not identify it, well then they just throw it in the wastebasket. In my case that would be like
throwing myself into the wastebasket, or not actually myself but my physical body.
Then I called the Sherrifs Department and Julia told me the only plants they identify are
Marijuana plants. However, she did give me the name of a Botany professor she knew
and so I called him. He thought my predicament was fascinating but thought he was not
up to the challenge--especially now that he was teaching physiology. But he would think on
it and call me back.