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How I Spent My Summer Vacation (the lost post)

Posted in Death, Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 28, 2013 by zero dinh

Although the seasons have changed and winter is now here, the summer of 2013 is still at the front of most of my daily thoughts. It was a long summer that I spent in between my real life and the one I had stumbled into online.

This blog had taken me completely off track and into places that seemed to take pleasure in lies and confusion. And the deeper I sank in the quicksand the more I realized I was in a fight with a tar baby. One I had no hope in winning. But the great thing about the internet is you can turn it off. And I could, couldn’t I?  If the lies and games of Facebook, Twitter, and numerous accompanying blogs were getting to be too much, I could just turn it off. And I did so many times this summer, but not for too long, of course. There was too much going on for me to stay a way for any length of time. By the end of the summer though, that almost changed.

When I left off I was wrapped up in stuff as well as other things I was seeing things on different social medias that just made me cringe. From the ongoing feud between Murt and Michelle McKee to the out of control doxing of anon friends and foes. The worst of it was on Twitter. The things that people tweet about is outrageous! And it’s hard, if not impossible to tell who is being sincere and who is doing shtick. When you see numerous accounts where people talk about being depressed and wanting to kill themselves that seem more like blog wars than real cries for help, it’s hard not to question purpose. I mean, I see all these sites there to “fight” bullying but they seem to be wrapped up in the same techniques for “internet flair”.  Everyone pointing fingers and calling names like it’s one big cyber school yard. It had all been “Too Much”, but I continued on…

I had made a Twitter account:

and a Facebook page:

I have to admit, I wasn’t very good in the Twitter world. Can’t get out what I have to say in  140 characters or less. I’m just too complex for the simplicity of Twitter. But we’ll get back to my Twitter fail. First let’s go back to June. I had made a final post for the LISK site in June: ( I added the question mark in November when I had decided to start blogging again)

I then wrote the exhausting post titled “It’s All Too Much” here on my Prophet Blog:

It would end up being my last post anywhere until I stared up my LISK blog again in November.

But I didn’t know that at the time, I was just trying to move on from the LISK stuff and clear out some of this other stuff I was reading about. I was just taking a breather.

That’s about the time Facebook lit up with posts about Paula Deen and  her possible racist views. My own views on racism and bigotry should be some what apparent by now, but just in case, I find all hypocrisies to be wrong and a waste of time, I am not above them but I try hard to cure my self of any and all such hypocrisies when I see them arise, something more people should strive at doing, in my own humble opinion of course. Our hypocrisies are based on lies and I think my stance on lies has definitely been made apparent.

So, all that being said, you can imagine some of my replies on Facebook to those who felt it necessary to come to not only Paula Deen’s defense but the defense of the entire white race. Here’s a card I made and posted:

Paula Deen

I also wrote a long post on how I feel about the  “mythical white” race and those who feel the need to defend it all the time. I won’t repost it here, but it’s safe to say that I do not believe in a “white race” nor do I want to be involved with those who think they are part of a “white race”. Still not clear enough? Watch this video:

My favorite dumb ass thing people felt the need to post was the one about how if Wal-Mart was going to pull Paula’s merchandise from their shelves then it needed to pull rap albums that used the same “language”. These were accompanied with pictures of rappers like Lil’ Wayne, and were implying that old “white race” argument, “If they can say that word, why can’t we?”. Fair enough, in a racist type way. Except Wal-Mart has never carried albums that contained such words. Only “edited” versions of such music is available there. You can thank the PMRC for that. A group of “white” ladies (political wives to be exact) who went after “white” heavy metal groups in the 80’s and created the “Explicit Lyrics” sticker, which again Wal-Mart will not carry albums with this sticker. So there are no albums being sold at Wal-Mart using the n-word and there never has been. Dumb asses!

This all led into July and things being said about the Martin/Zimmerman trial. I didn’t know much about what had happened down there in Florida (Florida, what a place, vacation site for Long Islanders… sorry, probably should edit that out) but I was seeing too many things about it and decided to look into it.

The more I looked into the case the more I questioned this “stand your ground law” and what had really happened that night between  Trayvon Martin and George Zimmerman. I spent the whole day of July 13th on Twitter with my newly made account trying to understand all the negative, inappropriate, and racist things being put out there. There were troll and toon accounts made to poke fun at the whole thing. There were quite a few accounts using the actual crime scene photo of a lifeless Trayvon to assist in the internet joke. A joke I just didn’t get and I tried hard to get my point out there. But as I have already said, I failed miserably at this. I was constantly told if I didn’t like racism and bigotry then Twitter wasn’t the place for me. It was simple, if I didn’t like it, don’t read it. And I can understand that, but it was just so massive and just broke my heart. I felt I had to speak out. But all my Twitter comments got me, was several account freezes and warnings, due to others complaining about me writing on their racist tweets.

We could use hindsight here and ask all of you who posted “Team Zimmerman” on your social media sites how you feel about your “Team” now. But honestly it wasn’t people thinking Zimmerman was not guilty, that was not what got me, it was the carelessness of things being said about Trayvon.  It was the fact that many were using the tragedy as if it was some racist joke. And it got to me, it got to me bad.

I already have a love/hate relationship with so-called humanity. And this time it really was too much. I backed off of Twitter and stayed off the internet for a little while.

At the beginning of the summer I had taken a vacation to the beach and did some camping with family. It was just the thing I had needed back then to get my mind of the very confusing LISK blog I had started writing. And now here at the end of the summer after all I had witnessed on the screen of my lap top, another trip to the beach was needed.

I was born and raised on the streets of L.A. and the beaches of southern California, and when ever I get the chance I like to take my family there to just have fun and enjoy life. With all I had been going through online it sounded just like what I needed.  So we packed up a rental car and headed back to Cali. I like to travel in comfortable clothes, usually a t-shirt and pajama pants. That day I had on my Superman pajama pants and a t-shirt with a big Superman S right on the chest. Red S, blue shirt.

We had left early and had just got far enough for everyone in the car to have started napping. Everyone but me that is, I was driving. I remember looking at my wife in the passenger seat, her eyes were shut and I wondered if she was sleeping. I glanced in the rear view mirror and saw the kids were also back to sleep. Then something caught the corner of my eye. A dust cloud of some sort on the other side of the highway. As the dust cleared a little I saw that it was a vehicle turning over and over off the side of the free way. “Oh my god!” I gasped, bringing my wife out of any sleep she might have been heading towards. As I brought the car to a stop at the side of the freeway we watched the vehicle come slamming to a halt, once again right side up, on the opposite side of the freeway. I didn’t think, I just ran out of the car and toward the wreck across the other lane. It looked bad. I could see someone who had been thrown from the vehicle, was now walking back towards it. There was no collision, just one vehicle that had gone off the side of the road and tumbled many times before crashing down.

There were others stopping their cars and running to help. As I got to the crash someone exited the destroyed vehicle and ran around the front of it with me.  I remember thinking as I came around the other side of the vehicle, maybe it wasn’t that bad, I had already seen 2 people who seemed to be walking away with minor injuries. But this was quickly lost in what can only be called chaos.

It felt like a war zone. Everything got loud and bright. And slow and fast seemed to merge as one to create a rate of time I can not explain. The person who had gotten out of the vehicle and ran around the front with me quickly went to a little girl who was trapped in the wreckage. Others were running up, one who I believe had said he was a paramedic  went to help with the girl trapped in the wreckage. The little girl, who had been crying when we ran up, had now stopped all movement completely. My mind was racing and it seemed like so much was going on at once. The man now in the wreckage called out that he was handing the girl out and someone had to hold her. I was there and she was placed out into my arms. I turned holding her and the off duty paramedic came out of the wreckage and found a mat to lay on the ground where I lied her down and stood back and let him try to help her. I said a prayer, but I think I knew it was too late. I felt I was gonna freak out, but I had to keep it together, these people needed help and those of us who ran from our cars to try to help needed to keep it together.

The person who had been ejected from the vehicle as it flipped was now at the rear of the vehicle and was losing consciousness. Someone yelled for some water. Right at this point a motor home pulled off the side of the road. I ran up to it. A couple came out of it and I asked if they had water. the lady got me some bottled water and the man told me he was a doctor. I thanked god and told him what I had witnessed and told him to go to the little girl first. I ran past the girl that I had laid down on the side of the road with the water the doctors wife had given me. There were a few people gathered at the rear of the wreckage and I handed a bottle of water to one of them. The driver of the vehicle that crashed was also there and was freaking out. I tried to calm them down and get them to drink some water. I looked back towards the little girl and they were placing something over her face, a blanket or a jacket. Again I had to fight back the urge to just start screaming out. Now everyone was focusing on the one who had been thrown from the vehicle. They were now having convulsions. I looked up and saw a police car was trying to make his way through the back up of traffic that had built up. I ran to him as he pulled over and again went through all I had witnessed. I followed the officer back to the crash and stood there. There were people everywhere who had pulled off the side of the road and were helping in different areas. I looked over at the little girl who had been placed into my arms, now on the side of the road alone, face covered. I looked away, trying not to break down. Fighting back tears. I looked into the traffic slowly passing by. Some one had their phone out the window taking video footage. Just then some jack ass stuck his arm out the window and pointed. He yelled out “Ha Ha!” trying to sound like that kid from The Simpsons. He had the biggest, dumbest grin on his face, and I lost it.

I didn’t yell out other than the screaming  I did in my head. I stood there in my Superman pajamas that now had the blood of a dead little girl on them and looked up into the sky. I screamed out at God,  I screamed out at humanity,  I screamed out at me. But all in my head. I felt like I might black out. I looked back down, tears streaming down the side of my face. My eyes caught someone looking at me, the doctor’s wife I think, her eyes looked into mine and tears began to flow from hers as well.

I looked away and across the freeway at the car I had run from what seemed like years earlier. There was my family looking out the windows back across the freeway at me.

I pulled it together and wiped my face clean. Went up to the lady who had been watching me and asked if she was alright, she said yes, and together we walked back over to the driver and again helped to keep them calm. An ambulance was now heading our way, so I ran back to my family. They were there watching, waiting. My feeling of helplessness had to be quickly abandoned, because they were waiting for me to come back. They were waiting for me to take them on vacation. Which I did. But I had been shaken to my core. Everything that happened in those moments I had spent on the other side of that highway ran over and over in my mind the rest of the weekend. And honestly still does to this day. But I was just a witness, it is the poor little girl who lost her life in that accident and her family that this truly happened to. It wasn’t for me to get over or past, it didn’t happen to me. But as I said it still shook me deeply.

I wanted to blog about it all when I returned home, but couldn’t. And even though I have now done so, I have left most of the accident description generic and unfinished because I still feel strongly that all though I witnessed it and it affected me it is not my story. Hopefully you (the reader) will get what I am trying to say here and I can move on.

So I never wrote this post. In fact I stopped blogging here all together till now. I just didn’t have anything more to say. I’m no Superman, nothing I say on here was gonna change the way we treated each other or how the internet was being used to confuse and hurt each other. I mean that was the point of my “prophet” blog, right? To try to change… what, the world? I’m not that gullible to have thought that. But I did start this thing hoping to reach others and teach some kind of movement in further understanding of each other. And even now as I write this I still don’t feel anything I can add here will make a difference. The caucus races continue. We go on hurting each other.

Summer is gone, seasons changed, and life went on. And that may be the best way to end this post.

Life goes on. And everyday we are lucky enough to still be a part of it, we owe it to those who are not, to live it the best we can and help others to live it as well.



Posted in Anonymous with tags , , , , on May 23, 2013 by zero dinh

I saw three videos released by Anonymous yesterday:

Back when I first heard of Anonymous they dealt mainly with political corruption (at least what I knew of them) and I think we can all agree our government as well as the rest of the worlds governments need some changes. I never really followed them and try to stay away from those out there with hacker abilities, but I have to admit, a group like ANONYMOUS intrigues me and I applaud what they have accomplished. For the most part they seek truth and justice for those who need help. Sounds like the A-Team for the internet right? (LMAO, A team)

OK moving on, my other blog, that bastard step-blog that steals all the views: ( ) dealing with MM7 and led me to a blog by a man named Murt. Which lead me to Radionewz and Anonluverz and many other blogs similar in content. (click on my other blog link above to find links to most of these, and each of them will lead you to more.)

But back to Murt. While he was trying to explain to me in a comment how he got involved in being accused by MM7 of being a her stalker he said anonymous had asked him to look into the mysterious “drone” (again from MM7’s blog, no longer up, and my other blog mentioned above). I thought he ment someone wanting to remain anonymous, he wrote this to explain to me what anonymous was:

May 2, 2013 at 3:54 pm

Anonymous is hard to explain. It is a movement not a specific group or orgsmization (sp). You, me or anyone can be anonymous. It simply means that an individual or group operates without any kind of identifiable names although some using the anonymous format will adopt a username that identifies them as part of Anonymous and that group or #op. The movement has it’s roots in a movie V is For Vendetta which is were the idea for the masks they wear came from. It is said Anonymous was originally formed to protest The Church of Scientology. Anonymous members were primarily affiliated with which is known for publishing pornography and anime.
An increasing number of people have adapted the Anonymous format, most of whom, have little if any understanding what they have gotten themselves involved with.


I was like, wait, the link between MM7 and Murt was the political hacktivists in the masks. How is that possible. OK so this all got a little hokey quick and everyone but me has moved on from this collision of bullied bloggers. And maybe I need to move on as well.

But blog wars are not what I think of when it comes to Anonymous… well at least I didn’t then. But due partly as Murt said, anyone can be Anonymous, there is no leader, so people bring their personal beefs to the table sometimes.  And the table is large and impossible to see everyone sitting at it.  I still appreciate Anonymous as a whole and I hope they will not become anyone’s and everyone’s personal venting tool or blog army. Some would say it already has, I am not one of those. I posted the above operation links to help get their message out as well as begin my blog. I still like the idea of people coming together to RIGHT WRONGS.  But if real cyber-bullying and corruption is clouded by blog wars and personal vendetta, then  Anonymous is just another screen name, all be it an anonymous one.

Catfish & Serial Killers Part 3

Posted in Internet, Serial Killers with tags , , , , , , , , , on March 26, 2013 by zero dinh

This is a link to another story done on the Long Island case or cases as you can see in the clip, just about everyone has a different opinion as to what has happened and who might be responsible. It is done after Shannan’s body was found. And that’s the last I had heard about the case until last month when I was trying to find the latest on what was going on in Long Island and I came across an article on Mari Gilbert (Shannan’s mother) and a lawsuit she filed against Dr. Hackett.  Although police keep insisting Shannan’s death an unfortunate accident her family did not seem to believe this. And from an outside view I’d have to agree. The story of Shannan having an “episode” or reaction to drugs and fleeing out into the marsh getting stuck and then drowning or succumbing to the elements seems very unlikely when you look at the rest of the suspicious story. But the police seem so sure, and since their version means she could have been alive out there and the lack of search for her right from the first night makes the police look negligible, to me at least,  so I’m thinking ither they have good reason to believe their findings or they are not letting the public know what they really suspect, as to not damage their case. Of course there’s a third possibility (of course) that the authorities dropped the ball from the get go and are now trying to play catch up with someone or someones and are completely lost. I hope not. But since there is so much disagreement, from whether Shannan’s death is related  to how many killers might be involved, I feel only time and luck will help break this case. But I believe the lawsuit is a good step forward. There are many unanswered questions about Dr. Hackett, Brewster, and the gated community at Oak Beach. Maybe some of these answers will come out in court.

So to get on with this before we reach a thousand words, last month while trying to find out more info on the lawsuit I came across a site called and if I thought this case was strange before it was bout to go beyond all boundaries of bizarreness.

I warn you now, this might get confusing.

The first post I came across was by some one called mysterymom7.  From the post and comments it was plain to see that mysterymom7 believed Dr. Hackett not only killed Shannan Gilbert but was a serial killer who had been getting away with murder for a long time. And then after going to her own blog:  I learned that she also believed Dr. Hackett was cyber stalking her. All this seemed pretty outrageous, but this case was outrageous, nothing in it seemed to make sense. So maybe there was something here. I read through hundreds, then thousands of posts and comments and all of  mysterymom’s blog and here’s what at first made me think there was something going on here, first off there were hints in many posts that MM7 (mysterymom7) had been in contact with Mari Gilbert (Shannan’s mom) and the court case against Dr. Hackett. Then I see (through posts) that the doctor now lives in Florida. Which is where MM7 lives. How do I know this, because in reading back through comments her name and private info had been put out by many other commenters. But I’m getting ahead of myself. And since this is already knocking on 600 words I’m gonna have to condense, maybe a side blog is needed here… So while reading through posts and comments this is how it evolved in my perception: MM7 had been involved in a sleuthing site, (which until recently I could not get into at all and even now it is limited without joining.) Her belief that the Doctor was a serial killer was not met well with some of the others, again I don’t know what happened on this site for sure and different people say differnt reasons for MM7 being kicked off and it’s drastic changes, but they all do agree they are connected and atleast somewhat to do with the fact that MM7 thought at least one of the sleuthers was really Dr. Hackett. I then gather it has something to do with ither “sleuthing a member”,  which people have posted is not allowed, so if MM7 was sleuthing Dr. Hackett as a possiblbe serial killer and then accused another sleuther of being Dr. Hackett, then she was thereby sleuthing another member (sort of) which I have read is not alowed or it might be because MM7 likes to cut and pastes people’sposts, which has been said is also not allowed, though I don’t know why people care about what they post being re-posted somewhere else. Besides any point, MM7 was removed from websleuth and maybe others, I do not know but I did see it happen all over again on As I read through all the comments on MM7’s posts and a few others it was plain to see PS149 did not like MM7’s ideas. PS149 Posted she “was a ruiner of lives”.  There are other posters on here 2 that go way back who also seem to have the same disagreement. Flukeyou and Too Close. Flukeyou is someone who has been posting for quite some time that Dr. Hackett is the killer and  Too Close strongly disagrees. And there are others, Linda who at first seems interested in flukeyou and MM7’s ideas that Dr.Hachett is atleast guilty of something, but then later is in agreement with PS149. Through out it all, lots of information is posted, new characters are added to the possibilty of the LISK, who he might be, and what happened to Shannon Gilbert. But Flukeyou and PS149 seemed to know alot of inside stuff and the 2 of them went at it like 2 wizards throwing spells at each other back and forth. Tic for Tac.  But it was the use of MM7’s real name and the crude things that were said to her that made me want to know more about her side of this story.

Shortly before I started reading all these posts and comments MM7 had started her own blog called “Catching LISK” which is here on wordpress and a link is posted above to. On it I have commented back and forth with MM7 and Linda a few times, but I am trying not to let anyone cloud my head in trying to figure out this mess of sock puppets, oh wait I haven’t even gotten to that part yet, I knew it, over a thousand words in and not a word on “Sock Puppets”.

If you read MM7’s blogs or some of the comments on the term “sock puppets” is used,  by MM7 and Flukeyou to describe the various different screen names they beleved Dr. Hackett was using, at least at the moment,  to cyber stalk MM7. The term “Sock Puppet” is a name used in the “Luka Magnotta Case”.

Luka’s story is another bizarre tale of murder and the internet in which, according to police, Magnotta set up at least 70 Facebook pages and 20 websites under different names. “Sock Puppets”.

So MM7 believed Dr. Hackett had his own sock puppets, top of her list? PS149.  Flukeyou  often posted CPH=LISK (Charles Peter Hackett is Long Island Serial Killer) as well as PS149=CPH. But PS141 and others also called out “Sock Puppet”  claiming MM7= Flukeyou. That could make sense, since they both were so sure The Doctor was a serial killer. Maybe they were the same person. But then MM7’s real identity was posted. And once it was posted others posted it all over the comments. MM7 never denied being who others on were claiming  she was, in fact on her own blog she posted a picture of herself  and “came out” of anonymity. (is that right?) MM7=CBK.  And that’s when lot’s of nasty stuff got said on both as well as MM7’s own blog. But it was the comments on her own blog that were the worse. The screen names in which people left comments as well were alarming. The worst coming from some one commenting under the SN: CPH. (yes the doctor’s initials) He wrote many posts that were violent and threatening, including threatening to gut MM7’s children. That’s right! MM7 and her family were threatened in many posts.

But there were other comments on here, also using screen name’s from the actual case. Some one using the SN Barbara H. (the Doctor’s  Wife) posts numerous times pleading with the doctor to stop lying and give himself up . And other comments left by the SN GUS (one of the neighbors that Shannan ran to the night she disappeared) also telling CPH to give himself up. And tis is just some of the bizarre posts and comments I had stumbled into. And just as I was finishing up on reading all of them and trying to understand “what was really going on” things started to shift…

It began with the accusation on that Flukeyou was some one named Joey S.  and  that his family had actually lived in the same gated community as Brewer and Hackett and in fact had many reasons to hate the Doc and want to set him up. What, what, what? Fluke denied being JS, but said he knew the family and they were good people who would “love” to tell what they knew about the people involved in this case.

I knew something was about to happen and decided then that I needed to write a blog about the whole thing. If there was any truth to what PS149 was posting, then that changed everything, I mean I looked back and Flukeyou has been posting for a long time, he could easily have messed with other posters ideas as well as had a few “sock puppets”. I had often thought the Barbara H. and Gus posts might have come from him. But my bigger question was who was PS149. How was he able to find out this info. This could explain why Flukeyou suspected the Doc. He knew him, so he ither truly thought the Doc did it or hated him enough to want to frame him. But why was PS149 so sure the Doc was innocent, he said he did not know him, then why become the Doc’s savoir? There had to be reasons. And more important how was he getting his info?

It moved quick from here, PS149 would post info about Joey S. and his family and Flukeyou would counter post something about the Doc or another resident in the “community”. It was pretty crazy for a minute. There was no way to confirm any of the stuff that was being posted, but if any of it was true, then a lot of “dirty laundry” was being aired out. Then  Ps149  suggested maybe Joey/Flukeyou didn’t just have a thing for the Doc. Maybe he was covering his own tracks. Then the comments Flukeyou=LISK.  But this was nothing new. If you read enough posts and comments everyone is accused of being LISK at one time or another. But what was different, was that now MM7 was also saying Flukeyou can’t be trusted and hinted to him actually being Joey S.  She also no longer believed the Doctor was the killer and was starting over in her investigation.

What was going on here? What had I stumbled into? I thought this is where this blog would be ending, and looking at the word count it really needs to. But there is so much more I have already left out I already fear it all seems like confused madness, but something is messing with my “spidey senses” here so bare with me a little further. As I blogged, things happened.

A new post in MM7’s blog names “guest” at Brewer’s house the night Shannan disappeared. They supposedly came from a blogger using the SN Jim Jones. Jim Jones is new to me, but from what I gather he has blogged about LISK and had interviews with many key people involved. MM7 also gives out Jim Jones real name and some other private information in her blog. This may just be to show proof of what she was posting, but on the site PS149 and others were already commenting on how terrible it was to post his real name. Is this irony? I always get confused on what irony is, thank you Alanis Morisette. PS149 even posted “There’s a serial killer out there”.  This may be so, but I have to wonder why weren’t anyone concerned for MM7’s personal information that was posted everywhere.  But that may not mater, because PS149 then posted that he had talked to Jim Jones (???) (everyone knows everyone here) and that the things MM7 was posting were lies. And not only that but the person who called Jim Jones said she was MM7, but her real name was Dorothy. A full name was given and it is the name of someone who seems to be involved in this all as well. PS149 is now saying MM7 is not CKB, the housewife from Florida, but D (full name removed by request), someone who may have a very simular story.

And here sadly I must bring this monster to an end, with nothing more than questions really.  Flukeyou vanished from the posts. And just the other day both PS149 and MM7  were banned from and all their posts are gone as well. Earlier this morning I found both DPH and Jim Jones on Facebook but now I am having a hard time finding them. And what would it matter? Any one can be any one on here right?

Ok hope there is at least someone still reading, I will epilogue this thing and move on.

What is going on in these posts and blogs, about a serial killer still out there?  I’m not sure. Sleuthers one upping each other? Maybe. People involved in the case mixing up information? Possibly. A killer or killers using the internet for their own purpose? It has happened. As with the case of LISK, the answers may come with time. and MM7’s blogs are still there. Though we may not know who is posting, the postings will continue. So if you are interested in any part of this case, click on the links and read for yourself. For now I must move on. After all of this I’ll leave you with a simple truth… Catfish=Dangerous!


there is now a side-blog on this subject: