I started writing this out in early 2023 of a responsibility, not any personal interest. Throughout the writing and the intense super-dedicated personal development in late 2023, through 2024 I have developed not only an interest but a passion to tell this story of grave loss, superior ambition, and the drive to OVERCOME KNOWING IT IS MY DUTY TO GOD TO BECOME MY BEST AND TO HELP OTHERS AND NATURE.
But if I am going to tell it, I am going to tell it, and this 100’/. TRUE STORY is about a, not one but two Hall of Fame-winning superstar. I am told by my Coach the Real Mike G, that I should sign HOF at the end of my signature and I do that!
At this time I officially changed my name to Brandon Angel. This name was given to me by a temporary mother I had who took me into her home with her other kids and treated me like one of them. I really thank anyone who ever helped as a street kid, and throughout this whole time, I realize now you are all divine parts of a bigger story that will play out through the eternities and for you each, I am extremely grateful.
I offer first a pedigree, that in the darkest spiritual pain that no man would ever want to endure is where I found a tangible, natural, physical cure to all things. We simply took the wrong path, there are many options for right and wrong, different degrees and portions of each spectrum but the two portions remain, light and dark, right and wrong, honest and lie, liar and honest person, valiant and villainous.
In my healing, I have gone on two dedicated journeys one was to nature and in a practice of self or “ego death” to the point I did not buy clothes, have a bank account, a cell phone or connection to any media. I lived in absolute poverty, even in a cave behind a beautiful waterfall I can take you to one day in Costa Rica where I learned permaculture, and became famous as someone who ate a lot but was like having a small backhoe on the farm. I was known as a happy helper, but what that are never knew is how thoughts of graphic attacks were being controlled behind my genuinely caring smile. My heart was also bleeding everywhere and a trail of guts was always around me to try to pick and shove back into my body. My psychological state was very dangerous, and most of the time I would ask would dream thing can I built over weeks I could build for you, and you just tell me where the food is going to be and have it fully stocked please, and then I would disappear and stay to myself. For much of the time I lived without electricity, and I did find a special peace that did wonders for me – NATURE DOES HEAL.
The second Journey is ego-intensive. I good quick way to tell people is to share what Mike Tyson shared on his podcast about, what his coach taught him and did for him in training his brain for championship. They hypnotized him to be a “God amongst men,” and was taught character, and integrity daily in the ring while throwing punches at mits. Cus dAmatto knew that it was character that would truly make Mike a great man, not just a fighter. Cus also knew that this man had anger in him that would help him as a fighter, and that anger had to be tamed, by Mike alone. Cus was making a precision instrument and he knew massive ego must be attached in a balanced way to make a real champion. I today practice a balanced pursuit that does use ego as re-enter the “real world” and attempt to live in a way that makes my father proud before he graduates to the next stage.
It was important for me, and looking back very much God-guided that I do both the egoless journey first, and then rebuild the ego following winners like Wes Watson, David Goggins, Joe Rogan, and many many more.
Throughout these two journeys, one thing has been most important to me, and that is that I get my wings in the heavens. My whole life everyone wants to hold me back and they have done the most egregious crimes to do this. I just want them to know that I thank them, and it is because of them that I will be guaranteed my destiny. To you the reader, it is because I OVERCAME, and did not become a cycle that has tripped through generations of my family. As I publish this, let it serve as the official removal of three people from my world at MY WILL. MY Mother, My kids mother, and my daughter who has now rejected me completely for two years telling me she knows the lie is “true,’ andand that I am nothing but a sperm donor to her, the plethora of resources I built for her with dedicated sacrifice over 10 years. I now move on, and again thank all of them for making me stronger than I never dreamed I could.
I have paid a lot of money, and dedicated myself essentially to healing, the basics (food and exercise), isolation, and various forms of treatment and self-care to overcome my worst nightmares and become operable again.
Now nearing 11 years I have suffered the question of loss of my child, and then the affirmation of total brutal extreme loss of my child. I have no child, that is the fact and I must accept that and it kills me. Any parent’s worst nightmare. I still remember the day like it was yesterday when she was all over me, running up and jumping on me, 9 years old. When I sprained my wrist she and her and her best friend Alyssa wrapped theirs. That kid is gone. She has been witchcraft to death every single day by her entire family of Jerry Springer pieces of shit. The mom of this poor soul got a DUI the month she wrote this letter with my girlfriend at the time’s name in it, cutting me off from my child over a phone call she had been court-ordered to stay out of. I could go on and on.
I leave this record in part, of course, that one day if she wants it to be she can have it for her own healing journey. I wouldn’t guess she would happen upon it under this name right away.
It sounds exaggerated when someone says I get up at 023o and do hundreds of burpees with international assassins, on a zoom call at 4 am everyday. But it is true, and we also do an hour of “mastering our minds,” prior to that burpee session. It sounds silly to most when hearing that “wild foods in high diversities are curing ailments and increasing athletic performance potentials at steady twenty percent in the arena of already-top performing athletes.” After seeing all the circles and squares from airplanes and corn fields from roadsides, mono-culture; one thing grown in lines for miles, seems the natural method of production to us. Even though nature gives us a completely different model no one really breaks the mold of the complete opposite to nature system. In the end, there is no arguing with the results, on ecological health and physiological health, both of which “results are in.” I have to do all of this and eat this way to think clearly now that the daily mental opposition is so strong.
The fact that modern man has been exempt per se from the full complete natural living diet, seems more silly once a person has experienced the truth of what this level of nutrition supplies. Obviously, there was no bowl of rice and I am discussing an evolutionary system if that is what man is a product of. I am not convinced we are the product of evolution alone.
I tell the gym and track heads all the time, “Nature is the final tough guy frontier.”
The first thing I had to write was a blurb on what that journey was, and some of the things considered there. Nature saved my life, and with that, I am always pointing at saving nature in some way. If you can get this magic domino in your mind you’ll find the line up to be knocked down behind it is the most beautiful of displays. It is titled “Nutritional Diversity, An Abstract to All Natural Human Optimization.”
Turns out a diverse “evolutionary-like,” spread of wild essences really takes life up a notch. If you have big goals, or have a problem to deal with then you may finally take it seriously.
When I was on the brink of total mind fragmentation (the best I can come up with to call the condition), it was this concept and the details within such as cloryphill and unique plant special essence, dynamic connections, and relation.
Getting to the story, a very personal one at that; the fact that I write any book at all, and am still alive not incarcerated for life like most of whom were back at the starting line with me, and not a homeless bum like many who have lost their children to senseless brutality and child devaluation into mini-mes of abusive parents for the parent’s continued benefit is pretty shocking also. I AM GRATEFUL AND BLESSED.
While tailspins were a normal part of it, it’s not how I would really describe the overall theme. I was in some kind of “whirlwind black hole.” There were surely dark forces behind it, this was not catching the wind wrong or a maneuver gone bad, this black hole suction covered in rainclouds and weaving a deceptive weave like a demon worm on steroids the slimiest, grimiest, darkest imaginable places several times over by the same personality traits. Some people live their lives never experiencing the most dangerous element in the world today; what we now call ‘narcissists’. There are many arguments about this term but I am using it as it is used by Swedish Scientist Kia Karlberg, in her Anti-Narcissism.org.
This is the backstory, the pain that resulted in the gain I now call the Brandon Angel Fitness formula. I realized many gems from my darkest days.
True adversity introduces a man to himself. – Wes Watson
I am the last person most would think would ever write a book, let alone a science book like Nutritional Diversity, but I wanted to do a more clinical text to improve my writing, which has never been strong, and I overcame the roadblocks in writing that dyslexia provides also in the endeavor.
All challenges are opportunities to build strength. – your truly, and is the Nutritionally Diverse motto
This motto has over time, evolved into “All moments are responsibilities to build strength.”
I have always been a good guy. Everyone who knows me, knows I have always worked very hard, I am actually there for my loved ones, and I know when it’s time to jump and take care of business. I have always had good ideas and run a good show, I have always pulled a lot of weight, and been ready to do my part.
In the last decade, I re-met myself, and I can’t say I am completely proud of the outcome. I am very proud of the outcome, and I realize very clearly the room for improvement.
I am really not much of a storyteller, and storytelling is not big where I come from. Writing is one of my worst skills, which is why it’s exactly what I must keep working on. I will get into this as best I can. I will come back and revise it if I can.
Through hours of dedicated personal development each day with a team of people who are on this self-building journey, I have learned thoroughly that sharing your story for a time is very important to overcoming and learning completely from that story.
Your story is your story. Now get over it, and start the new story. We want a life with many chapters much more than this book that is for sure; a life that has been made up mostly of incarceration and then self-incarceration up to this point.
Science-wise I am just now breaking ground around Medellin Colombia which has an incredible ecology around it, something that has been on the Wishlist for about 7 years now since first coming here in 2016.
“Timing is everything in the fight of Life.” – yours truly, lesson learned
Right now is a magical time here in Medellin, and there is a very elegant, attractive, and dynamic list of reasons behind that statement. The next update will surely be worth the time because the Medellin chapter will no doubt be a “banger.” I will for now cherish my blank canvas thoughts on the limitless possibilities of this year and next.
The underbelly of initial nutritional diversity developments is not pretty, and I guess logically a polar good remedy is for a polar bad scenario.
Logically we can figure that using or abusing an innocent child is pretty high on the severity list when it comes to bad deeds, bad people etc. It is somewhere near murder and slave-owning, deception for personal gains, etc. It is big. Child abuse is not okay and this we all know. The severity of the spiritual consequences is less known, and taken less seriously. I think honestly if they were known, there would be less abuse, as the worst consequences are those experienced by the abuser – eventually.
The basis of this story as so many others today is this, child abuse. It is ridiculously difficult to get an abused child to even see they have been abused. They prefer the illusion because this truth is too hard to stomach. This is just another layer to the onion of sadness involved with these cases but by no means the most potent layer.
I was born on Central Avenue in Albuquerque, New Mexico 198x. In the beginning, we had a nice home, in the Heights (the nicer end of town) my Dad had a good job, and my parents were together. My father had narcissistic parents, the worst of which was my grandmother. He cleaned his food plate in seconds since I can remember now, this is when he was allowed to leave the dinner table as a young man. The family was so toxic my Uncle Bo, my Dad’s younger brother left the house around 14 years of age. My Dad told me once he would hide around the house and look at books about outer space. He is a rocket scientist and senior Aerospace Engineer for a major Pentagon contractor. Talk about success.
My mother was his mother, a Freudian outcome of personality traits really. My mother was controlling, she was combative, she was entitled, and demanding, she was difficult as can be. She does not take responsibility for any of the ridiculous thefts, scams, and mistreatments, and most people in her life are used and disposed of just as has been recognized since Mr. Sigmund Freud and so many more after him.
My mother has accomplished very little in life she just sort of wormed over and under the other worms in the can of the world’s bottom-level degenerates most of her life. The people she has used such as my sister Wendi, have helped several young people who needed the pick me up (myself included), have been incredible artists, painted, made music, made movies, made video games, and done many great things in their life.
Until about 7 or 8 my parents were still together. My father paid lots of money for me to be in sports, and I certainly gained a lot of athletic talent through his coaching teams, losing his voice in the stands, baseball and soccer, and hockey, and also some martial arts classes. We had a great guy age 17 come from Finland to live with us as an “exchange student” in our nice house, in our nice neighborhood, my mother drove him nuts with her control freakism and degradations. He found another family to live with. Soon after my parents divorced, my mother took it all, and my Dad went and crashed on a friend’s couch. I would crash there a few times so drugged up with pills I would just sleep everywhere all day. These pills were my mother’s doing. She realized a benefits check off my head and either drugged me to sleep or had me locked up from here on out. My only fond childhood memories outside of the exchange brother, my father, and athletics were of the times I escaped captivity and the child-drugging and made my own way.
On breakouts, I can’t tell you how many times I heard “where is this kid’s mother?”
I would go on to be housed in detention centers and “Residential Treatment Centers,” which were literally private institutions detaining children, and some were drugging them, among other various brands of “youth development centers” and the like. Albuquerque had a crime problem, and that problem has exceeded the government’s ability to control it from then till now. I have heard arguments where people think the private cash cow kiddy jails should be brought back. The environment of poverty and crime is a perfect one to justify is some small way “programs” that are really the treatment of people like animals, like these ones were.
Tina Trebino Eric White, Laura White along Micheal Jamnicki can all tell you they would visit me in these places and most of the time I would enter the visiting room and pass out, cause of the drugs they were giving me. This particular testimony would be about Memorial Hospital the famed Albuquerque Haunted Asylum, which was knocked down years ago. Thanks to its Central location I even had visitors. There is plenty that can be testified to by many individuals trust me, but the witnesses I would name are some of the scariest people now I wouldn’t want to throw out the wrong lines. in this work. However, because of the severity of the lies, and the group that has assembled to push this lie, I will give as much truth as responsibly possible. To be honest I am lucky to remember who visited me at all. I don’t remember too much, a lot of my experience has been a silent Jason Bourne type of self-search. I am very proud I kept that honest, and thankful I was intelligent enough to know to do that.
Everyone in the Duke City, nicknamed after the Duke Albuquerque, was affiliated with a Gang, and that was probably true since Billy the Kid, rode around there. That is just New Mexico culture, it doesn’t mean everyone is a criminal. If they are a criminal it does not mean that their crimes were for a gang or a gang even knew about them. Some people are poor and do their own thing, and are from a certain area, that is all.
Upon release, my mother would find some family to pawn me off onto or someone else to “deal with me.” She would simply get all the money for me, and go get massages and popcorn and watch TV shows in peace with some other real “deadbeat.” This deadbeat term would be falsely applied to me (someone who became the total opposite of this model, harshly opposite) later in life – and thanks to this deadbeat mother and the deadbeats she was with, the last thing I will ever be is that. We have passed a lot of points now that I write this, a truth I thought may frankly never get told over the last decade where pulling the billions of fragments of pieces of myself back together seemed impossible.
I tell people; that some folks throw dogs in the water to teach them to swim. My mom handcuffed me first. Now I am likely swimming circles around you with just my legs. You push harder when something is taken away. Tell me I can’t do it to try and see that I can. Even though the intention was pure laziness and immorality, evil selfish constant self-service to her, and really had nothing to do with me, in the process; something I only recognize in hindsight I got the message that “you are worth nothing.” I am thankful because today most who know me know me as a pretty serious asset, who does many things few can do.
More than a survivor, I was however programmed, and cultured by the Albuquerque “outlaw” ways, and these ways were a bit extreme. This said, again I am thankful for the thick skin, robust spine, and cunning intellect that was installed during this period, mostly from the above-named factors. I am also thankful for the opportunity to “extremely” adjust and adapt – the most important agility there is.
I am actually at the point where I see that these lies will never hold, and I thank the two child-abusing witch mothers for giving me and my daughter the raw and rare opportunity to become my (possibly our) best in the face of the worst, and use “big pain for a big gain.” I hope and pray every day this overcoming can be the outcome of it all. It has not happened yet. Maybe I would not even bother to write this all, or do a channel of videos under the title of “Anti-Narc” (Youtube) or the VoodooBreaker.com project, and certainly not the Super Dads whose kids have angry moms, or Virginia Parental Alienation advocacy/activist pages (Facebook) if it had not happened. It happens to an estimated 22 million in the states today. I think that estimate is realistically super-conservative and this agency has no auditors no quality assurance, none of that. It seems to me that the members of the family all lose significantly once this machine gets involved and I have yet to see a case that leaves family court where everyone thinks a fair agreement has been reached and enforced fairly. I estimate that 99% of families who get submitted to this butchering are likely to be ruining the most honest person available at the trigger pull of the lying abusive person. It really does work just like that, and you can see several one-hour documentaries that spell it all out.
Hope itself is the target of those who separate loved ones and aim to torture those who reject them. Hope is the guiding light of all good people. Losing hope, and faith in humanity and in love is the first step to becoming a deceiver. Arguably a deceiver has sold out on the good team and decided the good team wasn’t good, and the bad team is better and mostly they decide this because they fail at being honest and good people.
I lost hope, I cursed God and I took the fall. Between 2014 and 2019 I was so down and out I was steps away from a bum. I was a drug-addicted bum, you were considering suicide, and who is only likely here because of the suicide of my little brother, in 2019 and that is when I s was shaken hard enough to start coming out of it.
If some of my good friends only knew that when they would come down after some financial success and say hey man, “let’s go to the gym and transform,” how life-saving it was. My friend Jeremy Page saved and improved my life several times, at great expense, an expense that most people are able to make no matter how rich they get. Selfishness and self-preservation are today’s mottos and it is the motto behind the child abuse and terrible agriculture I speak of in this work.
Exclusion of narcissists from power is paramount. Kia Karlberg expressly explains this in her Anti-narcissism.org very directly.
Jordan Peterson says that the most destructive thing a person can do is lie. After watching someone tell thousands to their own child and all their family, and seeing the massive amounts of holdback, mental illness, soullessness, and destruction it has caused to all involved I have to agree. This person has actually caused a nuclear wave darkening the quality of life of everyone around anyone connected to it.
What would a good parent want? Their young to outshine them! Not these parents make no mistake no matter how bright my shine, from their lips it will sound like utter blackness – this is because I reject those who fail to be honest and good. My mother now 20 times over has proven she can’t be trusted, she will do bad things, withhold important truths, and tell lies. Looking at her, a good person would not believe that she is bad this way, and the idea that she could be may never cross the mind. There is a list of people who can tell; how selfish and destructive she is, and how she uses and abuses people even her own son. Looking at my kids’ mom, the same thing on the outside things look very fine surely. However, some of us know the gruesome truth – and it is gruesome!
“Do what you can’t.”
I have yet to save or free or connect meaningfully with my young, our relationship has been destroyed by witchcraft that has spiritually cut and cauterized and weaponized the tissue to never re-connect again.
During my escape from kiddy incarceration- immensely huge chunks of important childhood development time, mostly drugged unconscious, I would join a few gangs, travel half the country, adventure learning, and surpass the maneuvering intelligence of most of my peers. I sold guns, drugs, and fake insurance, I managed to racket off of local state elections and had some of the most legendary dance clubs in the city. Looking back at it and trying to tell the story seems unreal. We can still call up a good fifty of the old-schoolers though and they can tell you what it was..
When I was in Panama years later I got a call from C.J. the D.J. and we go way back, and he told me I was inducted into the Albuquerque New Mexico Music Hall of Fame [Mickey Angel] for one of those legendary clubs “The Lobo Theatre.” This club was in an old historic theatre, and we were able to get in there and do what we wanted because Bobby McMullen the former owner of the Ice House Strip club got the lease on it, but could not get a liquor license for it being it was a historic site, and he knew I was the man to fill the building up with raver kids.
This is one of millions of little stories that I will never type, that my uncle never typed.
Me and my “little brother” went in blazing set up and turned on a legendary club with so many great memories it is incredible. Jared was an abandoned Native Kid, adopted by alcoholics who let the trash pile up everywhere just like my mom, and he was so tiny when I brought him to parties I told people he was little brother so they would not mess with him. He committed suicide with a pistol on Feb 1, 2019, just after another basically little brother of mine, another Native American kid gigantic in size also died, by intentionally disobedient doctors ordering alcohol consumption.
“Tired, I will do it later, I don’t want to, Im trying to, it is too hard, and bored,” are all banned terms in my house,” -Eddie
Back then DJ Ken, my whole crew of immediate guys took over the club scene for a few years, we had several clubs, and you know I was the king of the show. All my older than me tougher than me friends were working for me in those clubs. Many of them came over to my gig full-time. Back then I would pull up in a choice of my SUV, My Lexus Sedan, or a few other low-key cars I had, pay the restaurant bill for five to ten people, give the orders and we would all handle our shit. I kept girls weed drugs, and alcohol completely out of my routine. I was with my would mate Tina Trebino, a Tai woman adopted at birth by an Italian Military family stationed there.
I was with my soul mate Tina, and we took on the world together and without her nothing I am bragging about would have been possible. I left her in emotional pain of severe caliber for the snake. I will always feel bad about this. My daughter lives because of this sacrifice. I lost my whole dream life because of this sacrifice. This is not a sacrifice I wanted, but under the tricks and temptations of an obsessed deceiver I left it and I brought chaos drama, and problems into everything I was doing. I lost my edge, and I was no longer the guy who was always on point. Tina really was everything to me, and she can tell my ex-daughter that I fought for her honor when we were together, no one would even mention her in a bad light, or at all really, cause they knew I would react violently to that. She can tell her that I was a loyal and excellent boyfriend who really had her back in every way. She can say that it was very traumatic to lose me and that I was a great lover through and through, also very forgiving of many things that had happened during the time we were together. So can Regina, Holly, Kim, Carolina, and any other serious partner of mine, who are all still very close friends of mine. I don’t have a fake bone in my body, if I care about you or cared about you, I will always be there. Again, many people know this. I feel horrible to my core to this day about leaving Tina. Looking back it really is like devils were playing spells on me!
I did run with the toughest of the tough and I did do very well in several business genres of what you could call the underworld. This is a world that calls to angry, unwanted, people especially when they get locked up by their evil witch mothers and right then and there connected to that world, most of them just look at this world, as a normal everyday routine. They don’t realize they can cross over, they are not thinking about other worlds and cultures and modus operandi and get out and mingle with the real killers, that have real incomes, and do it really big. If you see someone get out of doing their hood thing and completely go legit and run with a whole new crowd it is a rare crossover to see. They don’t realize that if they can pull it off right, their talents and wisdom can make them real James Bond-like among the ranks of what we “used” to call “green.” You never look at your target as your idol really. It’s difficult to explain Albuquerque culture on deeper levels, however, I think a lot of the culture there works in the favor of evil ultimately and was brought there twice by abusive exterminators (Spanish, then English). I feel very blessed to be someone who was able to make this transition out of the “Land of Entrapment”.
This transition is not made by many, and most of those who would be good for it the graduated role of helping others with the REAL, never live to fulfill it.
Without going into great detail I can just tell you around this time, one associate of mine got his head chopped off, one day I dealt with these weak-minded stupid selfish dramatic people who started getting together and gossiping about our music and events scene to the point people moved on to other cultures from it. The music culture we worked so hard to build was crushed by a bunch of little …… what are probably extreme leftists today in some format, made an internet chat board to gossip and talk shit, and they brought the vibe down in no time. APD didn’t help things, and all those same internet geeks were reporting us a s criminal org. I was allowed to look at an investigative discovery in creation, I didn’t know a single name in page after page of complete bullshit.
“The magic that you need is in the work you don’t want to do.”
“Timing is everything in the fight of life.”
I was looking and four other worlds of mayhem I cannot even talk about.
Kid on the way? A daughter!? Time to disappear.
Lots of Prayer, a Latter Day Saint, a few missionaries later, and I am baptized, booked in, and shipped out to the United States Navy Recruit Training Center in Great Lakes Illinois, I didn’t tell a soul where I went.
Deployed we had a microcosm of the normal world, most of these guys were pieces of human garbage, and many of those had rank. Some were honorable, thanks to my childhood I was not going to get a security clearance or request one, I could get kicked out of the Navy if that type of investigation was done. So I am with the fleet no Special Ops for me. I would have done great for that and everyone knows it too
Then the snake came in. Everyone told me she was a snake and things like “Why are you with her?”
Shawna, “Gizmo” one of our ‘street mothers’ basically in that scene told me flat out and she knew right away.
Anyway my case is very clear, the extreme episodes of this unfortunate saga rival the Jerry Springer show in all its crowd chants and episodes and are far more dark and grimy and slimy and backstabby and outright ridiculous and senseless destructivity.
The even lower things I see my mother engaged in, still backturned on the truth and basking in the lie and weaponization of my child (child abuse), after doing it to me my entire youth. For me, I was weaponized against everything and everyone and you can ask anybody who knew me.
I was honorable though. I had a completely opposite belief system. I was dependable, I was solid anyone around me would be safe to leave a wallet or a girlfriend with, we were all tough men and top performers in a rough place.
If you were out with me and shit popped off, I would be one of, if not your biggest asset. There are many who can tell you that from actual experience in Albuquerque, Virginia, and Philadelphia.
I don’t know how many people who are not celebrities have made impacts like I have in every place I have been.
I am normally really pointed and serious, I have some jokes but I am not joking at all. I am still that dog swimming with the handcuffs on.
I was others around me started to crumble I would just get angry with them, but I would never crumble myself. I gained a hate for the crumble, a hate for the weak, and a deep desire to galvanize on the other side of that ideology.
I was forced to reconnect with them, but I never started anything. It matters who starts it, I never said that lie to a kid that it doesn’t matter who started it, I would ask right away who started it. I would say “You start it means you want to get it, are you ready to get it or what?”
This simple attention to who is starting it, would be a wonderous thing today in society no?
Nutritional Diversity Science is its own book!
Through hard life, I found a super-nutrient, a superpower in physical training, in navigating life alone for most of my time, and in self-reliability. This should be the foundation of a good life rhythm and program.
I found out how to be on my own, I had vision quest after vision quest, a young man on his own out in the world making it work. I started in this nomadic freedom before I even had the right to work, in fact during a time I would otherwise not have a right to walk freely down the street.
A daily pee-fee is something I and the whole ND team as it stands today are doing. A series of stretches and exercises are mandatory in order to urinate. Staying ready for whatever whenever is a lesson our team has learned sternly from the loss of a Godfather, who would be known in his last days as Bo Yancy.
It is the moment you become comfortable that you take the hit.
You have to know how to weed your garden or you will just have a mess.
It matters where you are. Certain places have a terrible quality of life, and some have mediocre, as the Nomad Capitalist, a very intelligent Youtube personality has made his very intelligent slogan; “Go where you re treated best.” This worldly approach is becoming more and more valuable by the day.
I remember this through a high-powered telescope, but there was a time when I actually accepted I would go to prison and planned out in my mind how I would rise to the top there. In hindsight I can see that sick programming had entered street culture towards the end of the 90’s, I remember you started seeing lots of devil horns in the gang sign line-ups and 666 in the graffiti. Now we have it as our “three score” over in the Google chrome login icon, no one sees it – just like the state-sponsored child trafficking and emotional daily abuse they call “parental alienation.” This Satanic symbolism was almost non-existent at the beginning of the 90’s in Gang activities. We all still prayed and acknowledged God for the most part. There are always a few that do their own thing, but never would the devil be the theme like that. Around the age of 16, I all of a sudden had several Satanists around me from different veins of social connectivity. It was slowly starting to really take hold in Albuquerque, and even one of my high-school sweethearts was likely possessed. She has struggled with addiction, and explosive behavior, and has been in and out of prison for the last couple of decades. I just talked to her recently she has skipped parole and gone back on the rampage.
Brutality in Juarez El Paso and Albuquerque took on new levels around 99′ and we started witnessing a real dark and twisted level of violence we had not seen and heard before. It came over everyone, guys I had known for years embraced it.
For standard street brawls my tightest homies are jumping out with real tomahawks, and really messing people up over nothing. I started to draw a line. I started to refer often to the things I learned about God when I was on the run halfway around the country with an escaped con who put me on the right road forever. I remember dropping to my knees in Birmingham, Alabama in the rain in sincere dedication to God and goodness.
Just then I found out I had a kid on the way. I knew the mother was a liar, a cheat, a meth head, and a drunk. All assessed this as a sad story that had not even been written yet and my faith in God and goodness was strong and unbalanced. I thought if I committed to God, church requirements, etc., and really held true all would be okay. I went and made those commitments and found myself on one of the highest feeling planes ever in my life.
I did everything right by the situation, joined the military, joined my church got a big diamond ring, a car, furnished a house, and went off to war, a hero. This true history of valiance and more would simply be rewritten by a narcissist liar who even did the drugs got the baby drunk caused a birth defect, and got paid to answer questions on that selfish Satanism in the room where the child recovered. I couldn’t believe the nerve there. I couldn’t imagine then that this kind of infuriating stun-gunning would go on weekly for the next 20 years and that eventually it would contribute to extreme PTSD that only the Nutritional Diversity diet would successfully treat.
I accepted that everyone would be stalked and harassed and I would pay lawyers forever. I didn’t care being with my little one could require much more than this and I would not care, she was everything to me. I promised here on that recovery bed, with wires coming from her I would always be here for her, and she squeezed my finger so hard.
Somehow I was accommodated by the Admiral of the Strike Group on deployment to the Persian Gulf, and then was made Head Instructor at the Newport News Damage Control training, for my final two years of service. I even saved a life in the shipyard on watch, in the Navy every seven days you will have a 24-hour standby duty, the ship’s safety culture you could say.
Temple University on the GIBILL after applying to all the Universities within 3 hours of driving from my kid. Temple University is the perfect distance away from the psycho stalker, and close enough to the kid, positioned in a big urban city hard to find. I was surprised I was accepted to Temple, and I felt I had to go. I didn’t know a “top-ten real estate investment of the decade,” would be kicking off across the street. I came, I saw, and I conquered. Three years later I was the most heavily known, advertised, and optimized student housing brand there. With the number of Google Search results for the marketplace, I was the rental office. We would have taken over that whole rental market with the next year.
I put together a charity no one could do. A group of real street kids living a very hard street life had the privilege of going to Girard College this is a special school funded by a family in France and is a very fortunate brand of education in North Philadelphia for lucky poor kids from the slums there. I understand to get a place you have never gotten before you will have to do something you have never done before. I am always doing something new.
“The greatest measure of intelligence is adaptability.” – Albert Einstein, also restated by Steven Hawkins
I gave a house put a ten thousand dollar recording studio in it, and helped the group organize as an LLC. People were tattooing our brand slogans, and we were making good music and media productions there. I would always coach that timeless music would not be the Philly norm, that something different and about bigger high-minded more conscious life in the deepest sense would be the path to time-less tracks.
In 2008, this group produced a documentary titled Philadelphia Homicide City Money Murder and Politics my part was titled under the guise of “Brandon Angel” once again, because I was worried that if my kids’ mother learned that I was a filmmaker, she wouldn’t be able to control her jealousy and that the subject of gun violence wouldn’t come up in conversation with my daughter about her father or some other dark twist no good mind would ever think of.
Small jealous minds have told more than a few tales about all sorts of bullshit they or another one of them has made up.
A long-time friend across this adventure that eventually became a full-blown narcissist (a more common outcome today than ever before, or that anyone wants to really look at), which I think is a result of religious cocaine consumption, who told me once I saved his life, and also can be coined for the phrase “you gotta know how to swerve the turds.” This was told to me long before Amber Turd, and also added to it, elaborating on the fact that these turds stick together, and if you collect a bunch of turds from different fields, different animals, and throw them in the stream at the different times they will all somehow meet up, and you do not want to be in front of that shit storm. These covens of turds have their hands in all forms of Jerry Springer-ness from child brainwashing and harassment of good fathers to seeing them commit suicide and fall into addiction, incarceration, and homelessness.
“Bangland” is the title of the upcoming Brandon Angel work. I will do as much as I can to expose the gruesomeness of this normalized child abuse silently running rampant, leaving a wake of missed opportunities, countless psychological and emotional problems, and child abuse with multi-generational damage. Readers can look up “The Child Priority Documentary about Parental Alienation on YouTube to see Brandon Angel’s last work.
VoodooBreaker.com is another abstract work, where we play with the idea of social-culturing by the good. Good people don’t think like the gangs that control them. They are not organized in a control grid, intention or manner. Through video game and other media development, this abstract aims to form a small community of development-oriented individuals who want to do something meaningful.
I almost have to lock myself in the hills, like the classic, almost cliché old schooler master of art, or 007, or Jason Borne or any other name you can think of for being on Mission Impossible.
These kidnappers and brainwashers with shady government deals that allow them to do what they are doing, harass those mourning a spiritually destroyed relationship with their child, regularly and have done so since they started this horror are some of the worst creatures imaginable and those they poison see them as heroes.
I am helpless to do anything about it because the whole weight of the government is behind this shady child abuse deal.
Fortunes over, cars trucks companies motorcycles were all lost and demolished by selfish Jerry Springer contestants who put young daughters at risk, and did all this damage for minimal gain – the gain of seeing their talented super-dad ex fall as punishment for not wanting to be their household abuse victims anymore. Of course, if you listen to these creatures they will tell you they are the victim. They may not need to most of them are activists against the “abuse they received.”
During this time Angels came to me Dr. Ricky, Jonanda, bridged by another great person I forgot her name, but she came to me at a very emotional time and regrettably, I rejected her from my life. I should not have, at this time I was weeding good plants and making a muck of everything. I was distraught more than ever before. Nearly a bumbling crazy person who didn’t clean himself.
They took me to magical farming communities, and I learned so much in all these places.
People who were not Angels but had no bad intentions also made huge helpful differences in the course of this. Craig, Tony, and many more. Some made things harder at times as well.
I contemplated interesting truths, such as that, If I did not have an abusive mother, I would not have been prepared for this.
I found permaculture and I found that just being a part of the natural science helped re-align my brain. Then noticeably after weeks of eating a diverse diet, which I really think I already attacked at a new level with some sort of spiritually downloaded guidance.
After cursing God and taking the fall into the darkest realm I have yet to see, a truly parallel reality where food goes bad faster, life is more bitter, and smiles are few rage is in the air, there is even a draw to slow suicide by multiples of known poisons; I was in deep prayer to the Great Spirit once again.
I was in crying deep prayer asking for forgiveness, asking to be put back on the right track, and admitting that I was lost and done with the darkness.
I am sure for myself that this prayer has the biggest hand in my practice and discovery. I think it was Gram Hancock on a Joe Rogan episode that introduced the idea that all ideas are in the cosmos it is a matter of when we access them. In a gift of tongs or at least in an epiphanic way, I feel as though I could all of a sudden understand biology in a very advanced way. Since then I have heard PHD’s tell me things like, “It’s impressive that with no formal education in biology, you have one of the most advanced understandings I have encountered.”
I can see clearly the logical sum of a sufficient spread of nutrients, and I know through years of scientific research and experience the next-level unlocking of personal biological potential when that sufficient spread of living, non-toxic nutrients is consumed.
This said, however, I also know what I describe here is the infancy of science. That is pretty insane when you think about human advancement.
I tell people over and over; If we did not come from alien spaceships with spear and fire already we evolved to it eating a little of this and a little of that in wild nature.
I have found that is likely a minimum of sixty species from the plant world because it seems that results are a steady increase in athletic ability and muscle mass gains (depending on workout styles) at this standard. To be honest, the live result for all those who come do it, is astounding. We want to do it with more people.
Many times on just 30 species of robust selects I was able to pull out of the black hole.
Being drastically pilled as a young man, and then quickly finding myself in a sleeping pill addiction, I set a limit of NO MORE PILLS. I was unwilling to touch another pill.
My uncles book cabinet had herb catalogues of Asia, and a bunch of Native American books of course full of land, animal and plant mention. Between Joe Rogan podcast and these books, a whole bunch of Ancient Egypt documentaries, and Mayan films I survived the spiritual destruction of the once beautiful relationship that brought tears to many eyes that was my daughter and I. I incarcerated myself, I knew that the potential to make mistakes was high.
Not only this but a Dateline Special made names of other Jerry Springer contestants on the island available to the kidnapping child abuser. Turds will find a way to gang up. So this woman-beating-deadbeat story was all over the small island in no time. Not only could I not think a complete thought or work if I wanted to but even I could no one would give me work here.
Constantly moving is the life for me. I love to cover ground, cover many different cultures and experiences, and I have found this too adds to life, and makes you stronger and smarter.
After all this alternative agriculture study, I think agriculture itself might be our biggest mistake as a specie. Its surely something we need to come into balance and harmony with.
It is, see it or not, the largest component of the Matrix. They do this and you have no relationship with nature, and you watch your planet die never realizing the beauty or importance – a poison where you think your demons and your constructs of the bad are your heroes and your pillars of good. A mere cog in the evil wheel of spiritual and biological destruction.
Arguably the difference between a creature and a human is conscious depth. This is why I refer to child abusing kidnappers who will do anything to get paid off their children as creature. Because they are. They exhibit absolutely no conscious depth. Just like the man who killed my Uncle, he lives a lie, tells lies and cannot face the actual reality of his own actions.
Kia Karlberg published her science entitled “anti-narcissism.org” on this day (April, 23) in 2021. This science is the necessary weeding that we need to perform on our own garden.
With tools like the MMPI2 discussed in the “turd trial” and again in more excellent detail on Lex Freidman’s podcast entitled #366 with Dr. Shannon Curry, and the advanced information from Frued, and Dr. Romani, Kia Karlberg, Batel Skater (Youtube) and more, we can find enough to start implementing new experiments and solutions that recognize these important considerations.
For example if we take Karlberg’s responsibilities seriously and disqualify narcissists from power in society we would likely live a much higher quality of life.
The International Parental Alienation Awareness day is April 25.
The modus operandi of Parental Alienation cases is more or less the same for word wide leadership administrations. Catering to false issues and dramas for the purposes of seizing control through a divide and conquer strategy. These masterpiece deceptions come in libraries of lies, inside of lies, a nuclear-deception where finding the truth is difficult or impossible.
From the family unit to the masses the same pattern of tricks and techniques are used, and one side is weaponized against the other based on lies, and without the narcissist’s pulling the theatrical strings, the fictitious, invented issues would never arise in the first place.
Most health experts today, have no experience with the cultivation of nutrients, and this is why we are in a health crisis. We have experts who are not experts and something I never thought I would think would saturate a natural science —> false information, ESPECIALLY in scientific libraries. Most of our scientific process now is so insanely far from based on the actual observation of results, but convoluted to focus on the experts that are not experts.
It seems to be in all my diverse experience that there are some who take grand pleasure of they can be the cause of other chasing their own tail for years. It is especially gratifying to these control-freaks, when they can damage and limit and create this loop-effect of non-advancement and fuel perpetual attempts to put square pegs into round holes. There are entire cultures on this planet today who are struck right like that, and to break this cycle is very difficult and it may require a large consistent organization much like what got these cultures to that point in the first place. Mechanized takeover groups, hopefully this time blessed rather than abusive. The VoodooBreaker.com abstract is more or less a rough sketch of this.
It’s interesting that there are many gangs and mafias, but there is not a street culture palleted trendy hero organization of equal strength. Oaths to protect the hood have been more serious amongst criminals than amongst law enforcement many times. Another thing the MMPI2 test an an “Anti-Narc” culture could help to fix.
Everyone know that one a man or woman has lost there kid this way it is too an evil voodoo. When you loose your child to death they are still spiritually your child. In these cases a witchcraft has cut the ties between parent and child and cauterized the cuts and removed and reverse polarized the two with hopes they never re-unite. The child’s body is walking but any part that adored the alienated parent has been weaponized against them through a daily ritual well-recognized as “an ultimate form of child abuse.” – Dr. Phil.
The fullness of this story should one day be told, however for now I offer the summary, an overview of the root of the discovery; that a high number of robust practices and nutrients must be conjured and combined for the sum of optimal health and performance. To replicate this in such a way where a significant enough result exists to fuel the furthering of this art, we realized many helpful details such as a 60 specie and 80% cooked targeting in plant consumers. We started to map out several strategic diet selections from herbal databases, home gardens, permacultures and the wild that were producing a steady average of 20% performance increase in every case and category.
We looked at diverse animal and animal part consumptions, which in an evolutionary conversation was our last-most-potent dietary advancement.
The bioactive chemical bases of the plant world that underscore supplements and pharmaceuticals, should be able to be strategized as whole food diet plans. Enhancements to health and to nature should be studied, in a way that sees diverse integrations and uncontaminated observations of nature, and the idea that our natural surroundings can raise our sustainable food supply through our support should be included in that study.
The potential for this study is immense, and it could reasonably be, that on this road of pursuit we will encounter a climate change solution, social change solution, a source of unity and logic, and more. Just imagine we took the war force and put into reforestation. What world would we start to create in that direction? If we put the war machine into making recycling and cleaning machines, how long before see life fully recovers and flourishes to some insanely awesome level. What if we discovered a way to feed the jungles, into the same type of replenishment.
If we use A.I. for anything it should be for it it to tell us how to do this enhancement. I love our resources going into exploring new planets one day, but it is unreasonable that an evolving species is still in war and is not equally resourcing for the enhancement of the nature on this planet.
Between A.I. voice imitation, and A.I.’s wired to do social engineering we are very soon going to have no idea what the truth is. Likely this is when crypto will really come into play, and verification on persons. I had hoped Elon Musk’s Twitter purchase would come with the announcement that he was making an issue-by-issue voting system where the public could vote on things like supporting the war in Ukraine. This would also fuel verified users maybe even with fingerprints, to improve the accuracy of the vote. I guess you can’t have all the answers.
Nutritional Diversity testing and advancement will be hard for even A.I. to do, however if properly used maybe it could take it to 100 levels forward. It may find a biological understanding that gives it the power to assemble insane nutrient formulations through whole food intake. This is something I want to work on more, and we have started an app that looks at doing this very thing and a whole lot more!
Maybe in a few years to come, I will have more for this section. For now I wish you the best in optimal health and fitness.
In efforts to build more on this knowledgebase we have an application that helps people take all-natural herbs to treat common sicknesses; to please read more about at nutritionaldiversity.com and even more specifically at nutrititionalbiodiversity.com. Thanks for your interest in nature and natural solutions.
Bigger problems bigger solutions.
AI is going to be able to fake people, and all kinds of nonsense, the next generation of liar will be significant so the next generation of heroes must be just as significant.
Iron Rod quoting Amy A. (in her absence), “These are the moments are the ones we will miss, so we should recognize that and appreciate them.” Holloween Morning, October 31, 2023.
Julian mentioned today that this was a Satanic holiday, and I agree. Holloween 1995 broke up one of the toughest most reputed groups of people in Albuquerque throughout the 90’s. Rats and Respect were both created during that time across the roughly 200 of us, maniacs that would get down at the drop of a dime and we did all the time. Two years ago October was not good, I was called a sperm donor by the person I waited a decade to reunite with.
Then at class closing we talked about several witchcrafts, identifiable namely by people who accuse others of everything they are doing. Rob hit the decks sick and did not opt out of the count, which initially he wanted to do, but quickly took it back and did all the hardest variations of burpees. This is what I love about this, the REALSNESS. The fight against the weakness. Within, outside in all ways the weakness is the darkness and we know this through insane reps of experience over and over. We didn’t live our lives in the closest and when the going got rough we got rougher. I know God is proud of us.
I couldn’t tell this story large, cause I was not sure I was all the way right. But PUTTING THE WORK IN kills that doubt. It has been a HONOR to PUT THE WORK IN WITH THESE MENAND WOMEN DAILY.