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Three months later…

June 12, 2018


Looking towards the 13th

Those who have read my latest book understand the draw.

With the passing of Carlton Gary, one might think that my latest book has lost one of its wheels and yet, it is because of his state sanctioned death that this book now becomes more important than ever.  Why? Because Carlton was connected to something back in the day that now has grown from its more primitive beginnings, to something so sophisticated and so expansive that it frightens folks to their very core.

Columbus was and is not the quiet little burg its tree-lined streets and boulevards wants you to believe. Of course, understanding that water seeks its own level, you will each see in this town exactly what you are meant to see. Those of you in the know see so much more and sad as it may be, you cannot un-know what you already know…nor can you un-see what have already seen.

The corruption did not die with your so called convicted killer; but ironically can now be highlighter even further, because he is no longer in danger.

For weeks I have contemplated Gary’s case and the others his case was connected too and the fact that after 30+ years, he went to the slaughter like a lamb—leaves us some tremendous clues behind to contemplate.


After so much time and so much exculpatory hidden and manipulated by the Prosecution to detour and dissuade a final appeal…the many lies they think they buried within that justice system there, now scream even louder the obvious obstruction of justice!

So with so much exculpatory evidence still contested, why did his execution still take place?

Now, most of you will volley in return, ‘Because he was guilty’!

But was he…Really?

Then why doesn’t the evidence match that conclusion? And why did the Prosecution do their best to try and bury that information? Gary delayed and/or dead was necessary to keep the lid on things. Things this book has already let out of the bag about your local landscaper and your historian. And, since his death was shoved through by the relative of a man who was in business with them while the murders where taking place… well… you figure that one out. Trouble is, they count on you being lulled into a false sense of security and Columbus… I hate to say it, but you pretty much delivered. Now, they are counting on your forgetfulness, which is another thing you do so well. But if I am wrong…and I will apologize if I am…there must be another reason.

Why did this court official ride this case like a two dollar whore all the way to the bank, if not to protect themselves and their own? How many wrongful convictions does Columbus have now? So, if that’s not the reason… the only other option is, that Carlton may have been involved just enough on the peripherals to know more than he should have. He died because he knew too much and folks were getting nervous. The book was selling and that made them jumpy.

We know he sold cocaine to major players in Columbus and to law officials’ in Atlanta like, good ole E. Bell, Tommy W. and the son of the largest Chevy dealer in the state, because that’s what he told us and the Feds…but what else were they all involved in? If you read the book, you will know. You will also know why the few that are left, are still being sheltered and why Carlton had to die to protect them all.

The thing is… the dead aren’t interested in the lies of the living…they just want the truth to come out and eventually it will, if enough of you care!


This week has been sad…with Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain leaving this earthly plane and reminding us of certain eerie connections to these cases and others in the book. Kate Spade died with a red scarf around her neck, just like Columbus victim, Coca-Cola’s family member, Kathleen Woodruff. And Anthony Bourdain? His girlfriend was rumored to have been one of Weinstein’s earlier victims…sexual abuse. So, do you see where I am going?

This underground cabal of sex trafficker’s, red scarfs used as tools of death and so-called suicides sounds so much like the Columbus murders…Superintendents that supposedly committed suicide with garden hoses…red scarfs that strangle folks…and tunnels under your city that move more than human waste and water—they move actual humans in sex trafficking rings. There’s so much that cannot be unknown or unseen in your little town and the murder of Carlton Gary will only bring them further into focus—as opposed to what those in the “know” wanted. Don’t believe me? Just ask what your counselor’s father did for a living…who he did it to and how was he connected to the landscaper, back in the day?


Starting to outline my next book a few weeks ago, I realized I’d practically worn out the older chair I’d used for over 20 years. Eager to find another chair to match the rest of the furniture in my office. I went on a search. Fortunately I found an ad online which held what I thought would be a perfect fit. This last weekend I made the drive and bought a leather chair for my office. The seller told me it had been meant for a reading nook. I told them I meant it for a writing nook and we struck up an interesting conversation about what they read and what I write. The funny thing is, the seller was not shocked by my content… in fact, they knew about everything I wrote about.

They knew about the military hierarchy’s obsession with sex rings and pedophilia…the Atlanta murders and the Californian history of the Zodiac and his intimate ties to a specific military base in sunny California…a man named Anton LaVey, the Temple of Set, Lt. Michael Aquino and the darker history of the Presidio. They even knew about the CIA’s underbelly precursor programs to the mind-numbing, MK ULTRA programs; Artichoke and Naomi…which were more about mass manipulation, sex slavery, assassination techniques and schizophrenia inducing experiments.

This chair has now become more important to me than you can know…it is a symbol of confirmation… of more to come!

By the way ‘ole boy, I hear the beach is nice these days and the eggs Benedict… really spectacular!

That’s a message for someone special.

Now we both know!



Stay tuned…


Friday the 13th… the Columbus Stocking Strangler, 30 days out.

April 13, 2018



Aphorist Henry S. Haskins wrote, “Thoughts left unsaid are never wasted.”

Henry Haskins may have been right about thoughts going unshared as not being wasted, but I can promise you that vital unshared evidence…especially exculpatory evidence in DEATH ROW and LIFE cases will not be tolerated!

LORDS OF THE HARVEST: A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIVE MEMOIR, tells you all about the evidence that went unshared… the secrets that went unsaid… the men suspected, their motives and methods suppressed and hidden from the public in the Columbus Stocking Strangler case. But that’s not the only Columbus case that demands a new review. Let’s take another look at the Michael Curry family massacre case, the Mary Sue Ogletree case. Then let’s see the connective tissues of evidence left behind by your local killer(s), as they metastasized throughout the Atlanta Missing and Murdered Children cases, the Oakland County Child killings and both the infamous Boston Strangling’s and the Zodiac kills.

Ever heard of the 1945 Chicago Lipstick Murders…or the Hollywood hauntingly gruesome Black Dahlia slaying? They too have things left hidden…things unsaid, and evidence left undiscovered. That is, until now. There are unsolved cold cases in Denver; 4 young women who died at their hands, baring similar signatures. Two cases in the Florida Keys; victims tortured with their hearts removed and brutal rituals of Isis kept cyclically according to the stars, performed at quarries and gravel pits.

Dedications to Isis and the Zodiacal calendar…the ancient Egyptians, Book of the Dead, the godfather of evil…Aleister Crowley.

The book, LORDS OF THE HARVEST reveals it all and many other serial killings too. This book is not like any other book you have ever read. It takes you there, gives you the names and the dates…the details only the killers and the victims would know. There are 700 pages of facts, evidence and proven agendas, underpinned by actual eye witness testimony, Medical Examiner reports and court transcripts that ties the epic research accumulated, to the actual victims, with a bibliography that shows you every reference and documented piece of information and puts most other true crime follies to shame.

There is a difference between fact and fiction for a reason…no one really dies in fiction. It takes a real investigation and tangible evidence to piece these puzzles together. Don’t be fooled by the minute man main stream tabloid television that accepts half-baked solutions to these histrionic murders.  There is a reason why these murders have gone free for so long…their plan was not so much brilliant, as exploitive of the inefficiencies of law enforcement, the myopic interests of their investigators and the lack of crosspollinated information sharing between precincts.

It is rare to find that one yarn, that if tugged hard enough and long enough…will incrementally undo the tapestry of lies of the homicidal artists who constructed it. But it is possible, if you know which threads to pull.

There is one key that unlocks the secrets to them all. Discover what was found at every crime scene that ties these murders to the previously undetected signatures of the killers. This is not mere speculation for titillation’s sake… this is hard core evidence that provides actionable pathways for law enforcement agencies to follow, Prosecution and Defense teams’ reasons to salivate and victim’s families, a renewed eagerness for justice.

Stop reading the crap they want you to believe…read the facts they want you to forget.

Happy Friday the 13th to all you true crime and cabalistic cultist devotees like; Columbus’s own not-so-dead landscaper, Lee Bayard… San Francisco’s own resident poet laureate and collage artist, Duncan and Collins…and let’s not forget the fourth man, who evened out this unholy trio…the man who now knows, that I know their every move!

Say goodbye to the temple…the squares and the angel of silence…your ancestral folly.

Enjoy the day Columbus but keep a watchful eye. Your time for truth is coming soon.

One more radio show interview down, several hundred more to go…



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The Columbus Stocking Strangler…25 days out

April 8, 2018



You know, Benjamin Franklin once wrote:

“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing about…”

So, I did.

It has been 25 days since Carlton Gary took his last breath and left this world and all the people who wanted him gone; nay, needed him gone, so they could continue to cover up their original part in the evidence manipulation and pseudo investigations, have all sighed a collective sigh of relief. But I have news for them…enjoy the fresh air while you can, because the stench of corruption continues to rise from your pile of unadulterated bull and it has permeated the air that surrounds your halls of justice. Your execution has silenced one voice, but it wasn’t the last voice. Take heart Columbus, though he filled those final hours with hope and grace, as he a waited his fate…Carlton Gary filled the hundreds before them with information and it’s all in the book; except for a few recent tidbits, I’ve saved for trusted law enforcement, my attorney and the opening of the next book. Information that others will not be able to hide behind, using their legal cordons, as protective caveats.

In most cases, I prefer not to meet face to face with felons to remain objective and open to opposing suppositions, but something about the incredible discrepancies in this case made it almost necessary. Over several years and 4,000 hours of hardcore, extensive investigating much has been learned. From my first introduction to the case till now,  enough information has been garnered to produce a 740-page documentation full of political and private agendas, along with credible and actionable physical and circumstantial evidence, that will give you a case of Mala-toes (curled toes)… just like your DA suggested Carlton must have had, in order to stuff and curl his whopping size 13-1/2 – 14 sized feet, into those little 8-1/2 – 9 sized Puma tennis shoes, to match the shoe mold evidence they proffered secured his guilt.

Just because Carlton is no longer here to defend himself and the case has been closed…that just gives me more room to wiggle about amongst your past. You see, a great many pillars of society in your little burg of Columbus have a great deal more to hide than just state sanctioned murder now. If Bayard feels threatened, will he release suggestive photos, films…or recount anecdotal stories of white officials in his home, who had a penchant for porn, whipping little black boys, who were drugged and restrained to basement walls?


Will he finally talk about the children being held against their will and tortured or even frozen to death in your local ice houses, as those in charge of your cities made their drug deals between kingpin buyers in Columbus, Las Vegas, New York and Atlanta? Folks and officials that could not afford to have their distribution networks interrupted.

So, here’s where the rubber meets the road kiddies…

Now, I’m not saying that Carlton was a choir boy. Hell, even Carlton never told anybody he was a choir boy and openly confessed to felonious activities; drug dealing and burglary. He even told me who were some of his highest paying buyers, who shouldn’t breathe too easy yet either. But for a man who was supposed to be such a brutal killer, he never once displayed any sort of demeanor that suggested anything other than being an overconfident ladies man and a player; a purveyor of goods from those who could get it, to those who could afford to buy it.

Do you know that back in the day, it was suggested that they bring in a lie detector and a technician from outside Atlanta to use on some folks like Carlton, and Wayne Williams, just to see what the results were? And do you know that your Police Chief, in charge at the time, was all over that, until the technician said he would first have to use it on several of the Columbus cops themselves, to establish a baseline of truth?

Can you guess what happened next?

Well, you don’t have to. Why? Because the technician told me that as soon as the proposition that he use the Columbus police as a control group (truth tellers) was put forth…the Chief hung up. Guess he was smart enough to know there wasn’t enough truth to go around in his department to establish anything other than a solid line of bull, that lead from one end of City Hall to the other and from there, straight to the State Capital.

And again, did you know that although everybody keeps talking about the Puma shoe mold evidence (including me) …there were several other instances where the bare feet of the killer were captured in imprints in dirt and sand too? Did they tell you about them? Nope…why? Because they were only size 8-1/2 – 9 and it’s hard to fake a 13-14 size foot, as an 8-1/2 – 9 in the sand, flat footed with toes unfurled, huh?  And, remember those papers found from one of the original investigators; the ones left it in an attic I mentioned before? Multiple witnesses identified Lee Bayard and his car(s) more often than any other name on their “official” suspect list? So why wasn’t he added to it? Especially after they ‘confirmed’ in 2016 and 2017 they knew he was still alive? These are just some of the sampled pieces of exculpatory evidence the Prosecution didn’t want you to know about.

As stated before, the DA’s father had been in business with Bayard (Columbus Concert Series) and had a personal relationship with him. Now in real law, that would require the DA to recuse herself from any case Mr. Landscaper had been a suspect in. Gosh, that would mean that the Mary Sue Ogletree case and the Michael Curry case, along with the Strangler’ cases should have been off limits to her…even the Jim Burn’s or Braxton Nail case. But, only in Columbus where your law education is funded by another of Bayard’s buddies, can you get away with playing hide and seek with the truth. And that goes for the Public Defender in the Curry case as well, who used to party hearty at the Bayard estate, back in the day.

But take heart…

The book, LORDS OF THE HARVEST: A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIVE MEMOIR is just that; an investigative dossier that contains the information law enforcement and public alike need to make the judgement for themselves. Judgements about Carlton Gary’s case and those we are now able to connect to it; including all the documented connective tissues of information and evidence that your District Attorney and the Prosecution conveniently left out.

So, Columbus, if you are really interested in what the phrase: “Down in the jungle room” really meant to some of these folks who swallowed their morals, along with a lot of other unsavory things to save their own, grab your laptops and hit up and buy the book. You have no idea what else took place behind the clapboarded walls of your pretty boulevards and gingerbread trimmed houses.  It will be a real trip down memory lane. Especially since some of you own houses where other folks once resided. Some, where parts of other victims still reside!

Want to know what involved purple capes out under the power lines in Harris County and who wore them? Want to know how a local Columbus ice house, A YMCA and a Greyhound Bus station figures into the Atlanta Missing and Murdered Children cases…not to mention the underground playground for your killers?

Buy the book…

There is so much you don’t know about this case…the Katharina Wright case, the Michael Curry case, the Jim Burn’s and Braxton Nail cases, along with the Mary Sue Ogletree case. And that doesn’t even include the other cases in Richland and Atlanta, Georgia and other murders now connected to them in states beyond.

If no justice in this case can be found before death…then let it be found after.

The real merit in the U. S. court system is, even after a person has been executed, we have the right to make sure it wasn’t a wrongful conviction. Murder…even sanctioned by the state, has no statute of expiration. You have the right to ask questions of the people who made these decisions for you—the people who withheld information from you! The victims were murdered and to satisfy your sense of justice, another man was murdered.

The real killer is still roaming free.

I know it… they know it…he knows it and now, so do you.

The families of the victims deserved more than just another murder…they deserved the truth.

Find it inside the pages of this book…



(Jacket teaser)



Dear Reader,

While it is not my intention to begin this book with a riddle for levity’s sake, it is my intention to ask you to use your intellect from page one. You see, some murders are prompted by basic emotions that render a killer’s motivation most obvious. Other murders are committed out of a need to serve a higher purpose, such as personal or ideological loyalty, and/or religious martyrdom. But the Columbus Stocking Strangler murders will never rise to the elegance of such, no matter how much the perpetrators of these atrocities might insist. These graphic slayings of seven elderly white women were executed for a series of reasons that for over almost four decades have gone undecipherable and, in the end, were simply part of a much larger puzzle that until now has remained hidden.

So, let us continue with the riddle…

What is another word for Thesaurus?

Thought provoking, isn’t it?

For how do you describe something that in essence exists only to describe everything else, but not itself? I think you would agree with me then, that sometimes there simply isn’t a better word or group of words to describe a thing other than the words that originally describes it the best. Thus, you have the reason why the title for this book could be nothing other than: LORDS OF THE HARVEST: A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIVE MEMOIR.

This investigative memoir begins with my introduction to the murders in Columbus, Georgia in 1977, where the word harvest took on another meaning and the tools that were used to harvest these ‘matured’ victims will not only shock you—but lead you to other horrors, once shrouded in mystery and considered as stand-alone or disconnected serial murders… until my discovery of the key that unlocks them all.

The Chicago Lipstick Murders

The Black Dahlia

The Boston Stranglings

The Zodiac Murders

The Sonoma Stranglings

Atlanta’s Missing and Murdered Children

The Orange County Michigan Murders

The abduction of Johnny Gosch and many more…


T.A. Powell is a spiritually motivated investigative forensics author who works with both active and retired law enforcement, along with another psychic medium detective to help those who have crossed over to solve their own murders. Next novel, THE DEAD LINE: TRUE CONFESSIONS OF A DIXIE MAFIA ASSASSIN by T.A. Powell in the works. All novels available through in paperback and Kindle format too.





Carlton Gary was executed…

March 16, 2018


Carlton Gary was executed last night, by those who wanted the truth buried with him.

Let’s revisit the definition of murder, shall we?


Because even the state  can be accused of such.





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The deadline for the DEFENSE…

March 15, 2018


Today is a sad day for justice in the state of Georgia…or should I say, lack of justice.

The execution of Carlton Gary is scheduled for today, later this evening, and though many have fought to get the nation and the state and local courts to listen to the truth about this case…exculpatory evidence has been withheld and many have turned their backs on Lady Liberty.

Your officials in Columbus after 7:00 PM tonight should be required to the answer the question: WHY?

Today we see, that unless a last hour miracle occurs and Carlton is granted  a stay of execution…Lady Liberty and the blind justice she stands for , is nothing more than an old statue watching the waves of time roll over what used to be a nation of laws and equal justice under that law.

If Carlton Gary is executed on this day…Lady Liberty has not only been blindfolded by the corruption of small town ego’s and good ole boy, Southern justice– but gagged as well, by those who did their best to bury the truth of their connections to the real killers.  God help those who misguided the public about the inconsistencies in this case.

The evidence does not match the convicted:





This case has no positive evidence match to critical exculpatory physical evidence… so, how do you execute a man?

If it were you in charge, would you be so bold and quick to demand his execution without another through look at ALL the evidence? Could you confidently sign off on such a travesty?

If I were the Woodruff family… I would be asking some questions about who really killed Coca-Cola family member, Kathleen Woodruff.

You convict a man of murdering 3 women; but the one you claim you have a DNA match for is never re-tested for confirmation of results…you later claim your DNA sample is tainted when it shows up in another case in Atlanta…and you still use such inconsistencies as the lunch pin on your conviction? Then, you have physical evidence; shoe and bite-mold evidence taken directly from the victims’ remains and the actual crime scenes that doesn’t match and you ignore that too?

A man who on the original suspect list, who they claimed died in 2010 in another state is positively identified by 2 separate people as alive anywhere between 1 month, to a few years after his supped death… the Atlanta FBI knows about this through 2 formal reports… the local law openly admits this and yet, this suspect has never been brought in to be questioned or tested as a DNA match to these killings?

Columbus; there are too many questions and inconsistencies in this case to close it out with an execution.

Why not allow these discrepancies in the exculpatory evidence to be reviewed, outside of Muscogee County? The original suspect and the DA’s father were in business together; shouldn’t they have disclosed as much to the courts and recused themselves for conflict of interest?

You should be asking yourself these questions, too. The Columbus Ledger finally did and I thank you.



They asked the same questions…

The answers to those questions and more can be found here:



For Carlton…




Invitation to the FBI…

March 5, 2018


Yesterday I quietly celebrated the birthday of my middle child.

In less than 14 days, Columbus will celebrate the death of a man they believe to be the Columbus Strangler, Carlton Gary, and the state will have committed murder on behalf of a crooked DA…a homicidal landscaper whom she protected, a geriatric benefactor, a deranged poet and his artistic sidekick and chronicler.

What shocks me the most, is the local paper that reprints the brutal slaying of these glorious 7—no wait, 8 women, if you include Mary Sue Ogletree; whom we believe the landscaper also murdered. These glorious victims, whom time has forgotten, whose lives are not served by the death of an innocent man were women who deserve the FBI to do their job right. It is as if the cheesy author of this constant bile in your local rag and his incessant regurgitation of the Wynnton murders actually believes he is doing you a service, by recounting the victims and their brutal deaths.  What he is doing in fact, is blinding you with the horrors of these crimes, while those in the know, shuffle the cards and laugh at you, the reader… so compassionate and concerned that your city be protected from men like Carlton Gary, when it is those in the back rooms and the black and purple robes, whom you must worry about.

You see…your DA’s father, God rest his soul, was both friends and in business with the real killer … the landscaper. Her geriatric benefactor, part of his posse. One would have thought that with the landscaper’s name popping up all over the recently found pages and pages of original witness statements in this case and the like, the DA would have returned this man’s name to the SUSPECT LIST from whence it was surreptitiously once removed and recused herself. But seriously…if you knew what we knew, that was never gonna happen anyway. Too many secrets to keep covered up. This way she can erase her father’s connections to these folks, one case at a time… and that is why when they execute Carlton Gary on March 15th, 2018…she will be celebrating. Oh, not because she has done the noble thing of ridding the community of a vicious killer.


Rather, she has erased one more link between her family and his murderous trail.

Columbus…such a pretty little town of fountains and lies.

You bow your heads in church in Sundays, hug your children and grannies at night and wish them all well, while one of the four still walks among you—laughing. His counterpart, the Butcher of Broadway? Well, he’s laughing too, from a shitty-assed recliner in San Diego where he now lives very comfortably under another name, watching his two little dogs play in the sand of a local beach…watching the waning sunlight over the California hills.

Oh, do you know where he lives, you ask?

Everybody knows where he lives…your DA, the law in your town…even the FBI, who has been given every opportunity and invitation to pick him up. But its better this way, you see. Now, they can begin to let you forget the others they have has wrongfully convicted. You see…this murder of black crow likes to play the long game. With Carlton Gary murdered by the state, their hands are clean…but are they? Not really and the book will tell you why.

Michael Curry sits rotting in a prison for a crime he didn’t commit, and Michael Finn sits miles from him in another prison, doing much the same…pawns, waiting and rotting away in their game of justice… Southern style!

Kareem Lane finally got free for the murder of Jim Burns. Too bad you all forgot about Braxton Nail, in the chaos that caused. That wasn’t suicide, dear friends…he was just another victim your little black crow conveniently forgot to count.

Follow the evidence Columbus…not the bouncing ball of bull______ your local paper feeds you. Watch the shiny bauble of horror over here, while we tinker with the facts and let the real killers go. That’s the way to play the game.


DNA evidence….NO MATCH




Why has the truth about this exculpatory evidence been withheld from the public? Why doesn’t your paper tell you the truth?

Forget that Carlton Gary was a two-bit thief and drug dealer- he’s in prison serving time for that too. But DEATH… that’s different. That’s forever and that’s exactly what the Muscogee County machine is county on.

The next time you drive down Broadway and you look at the lacey gingerbread trim on a certain mammoth Victorian, that boasts “Jack the Ripper” gas lanterns, a green house in the back yard and a cottage to boost…just know that no amount of new paint and pretty wallpaper can hide the bloody truth of the man who once lived there and the pieces of his victims that lie buried beneath its landscaping. Be certain you look long and hard into the gazing balls of his garden and maybe, just maybe that is where you’ll find the faces of his real victims looking back at you—asking why you didn’t bother to ask the hard questions?

And each time you drive down those pretty boulevards…know that he once waltzed down them too, all decked out in a fur coat of his dead mother, while he swayed to and fro…singing his favorite tunes by Marianne Faithful…brandishing a butcher knife.

Want to know why Coca Cola’s Kathleen Woodruff was selected? What certain piece of physical evidence at her crime scene ties her to all the others and tells the real tale of these four mercenaries of death?

Why Fern Jackson was murdered, when she was murdered and why that date was so special?

Want to know why all these women were targets and how they all fit together?

Why they were all hit on the left side of the head, what items staged at their crime scenes told you all you needed to know?

Or how about, why the little octagon house had to be sold and its hidden temple lost to history?

Why a certain someone continues to fly to California in a frantic flurry?

Why all of you need to see your town for what it really is and what its history is begging to tell you? You won’t get this from your newspaper and when you read the book, you’ll understand why.

Columbus…the book, “LORDS OF THE HARVEST: A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIVE MEMOIR” will explain why all these victims were chosen…how the landscaper plotted his kills, how the poet contributed, and the how the artist chronicled their deaths in charcoal and ink and the geriatric thespian watched and worried he might one day be connected.

Want to know where you can find the catgut marking evidence from their tennis rackets on the left side of the face of your eldest victim? The physical evidence of those markings, your police department didn’t want you to know about…the markings on her face and her back?

Go ahead…ask your police and paper about that evidence! Did they tell you how she was waiting for the killer to show that day, because she had an appointment with him for landscaping and a little interior decorating on the side?  How she was annoyed because he was late, and he was never late, but that day he had a game of tennis with his poet friend visiting from California and so was running late?

You want to know why the police didn’t want you to know about the tennis racket markings to her body? Because 2 white men playing tennis in the afternoon, just down the street would not attract attention in the neighborhood where she lived and died… but a black man over 6’ tall, walking through the park, swinging a tennis racket in broad daylight, in Wyntonn in the 1970’s? Why, that would have sent women and babies screaming–closing shutters and locking doors. The sensible would have scrambled to get to their liquor cabinets and would have had everyone drinking cocktails an hour early that day!

So, you want to know how all these men are connected and how they shared their crimes with one another and then cryptically with the world?

Read a little poetry from the poet…R. E. D. …Robert E. Duncan! Or go tot his life partner and artist lover…Jess Collins.

Go to page 27 of “Jess O! Tricky Cad & Other Jessoterica”. Checkout this man’s comic strip frame at the bottom right, called …  “A Little Business”. Or, how about the old woman on page 26 with the bad eye looks a lot like our Columbus victim?  That’s right below the cartoon with the man with the letter ‘K’ for a face, taking photos of his compound from the window of a plane? Anybody we know who felt compelled to film his home and call it a “Kompound”?

Or, how about page 28, where the artist and life partner of the poet, depicts the killer placing pillows over his elderly female victims’ faces to muffle their screams? Sound familiar to your papers reverie about some of your victims? How about Boston’s too?

And what about the roses? Ahhhhh… the lovely pink roses!

Your landscaper preferred the “Sunset Rose” variety… want to know why? It a cultist secret—one only their cabal would understand!

Want to know what page you’ll find a body part of one of his victims buried under one of those rosy pink beauties in Columbus? Let’s turn the pages to page number 19 of our comic book. That’s where we see a woman whose forearm has been sawed off…the same way a photo in a Facebook posting shows the same red-headed woman missing her right forearm…let’s look again at a rose in a photo, the killer himself identified as being from his former home… the home on Broadway Street; “Part of Carly is here… under a Sunset Rose”!

And who is Carly Green? Read the book! She’s just one of maybe over 93 victims, forever memorialized in the poet’s lyrics, the artists comics strips and the landscaper’s nursery gardens at 13th Street and 13th Avenue…according to your killer, who can’t quite keep from posting his nonsense all over Facebook, under another name. You see… he needs an alias, because they all told you he died in 2010, but that’s just a rouse. Even your local law and the FBI know he’s alive. Insurance fraud alone should be enough to bring him in for questioning…don’t you think?

There is so much you don’t know about your town and the man who raked your leaves and or the men who raised your theatre…and these are just a few of the clues your cops conveniently missed to keep it all under wraps…and with the death of Carlton Gary, they are that much closer to the promise land!

So, this is an invitation to you my dear readers, the FBI, the GBI and all those who live or know someone in Columbus. Read the book… get the facts and clean out the filth in your justice system. You think Washington has problems? You need to look closer to home…Columbus, Atlanta…so much is being kept from your eyes!

You have 14 days to get it right… before another dot, among the hundreds of dots that connect these killers to this case and more, get erased.

If the FBI and your local law won’t do their jobs…maybe you the public can do it for them!

It’s not rocket science… its evidence!

Follow it and the truth shall set men free.

Invitation to the FBI…follow the evidence!

What if I were to tell you…

February 13, 2018



The 13th…how fitting!

What if I were to tell you that a team of women have finally solved the Atlanta Missing and Murdered Children, the Boston Strangling’s, the Zodiac Kills, the Oakland County Child Killings and that they are all connected to the 1970’s Columbus, Georgia Stocking Strangling’s… but that the man sitting on DEATH ROW, who is about to be executed, is not the man who did these killings?

What if I told you the DNA, bite-mold and shoe-mold evidence from the actual crime scenes, don’t even match the man sitting on Death Row?


Columbus, Georgia will have much to answer for, if this execution goes through untested. Like, how do you convict a man on evidence that has no proper Chain of Custody attached to it? Evidence that doesn’t exist and then does; just like in the Johnny Gates case? Evidence hidden in basement floors, DA case files and cabinets–hoping enough people will forget it ever existed! Like pieces of cloth with DNA…bite- molds that prove the killer is not the man on Death Row… knives that do not match the wounds in other cases and shoes that can’t possibly fit?

How many wrongful convictions do we have to suffer through before the public sees the agenda?? Let’s think…

Question #1: How do you not call a man a suspect, when his name and the description of his personal being and vehicle is all over original witness statements kept from, but finally revealed by accidental discovery to the DEFENSE team over 2 years ago, now?

Question #2: And how do you collect miracle fingerprints that appear and disappear at will, 8 years apart from the actual from the crime?

Question #3: But even more curious…how do you not recuse yourself as a Prosecutor or DA, when the man in all these witness statements accidentally discovered/found 2 years ago, was legally and publicly registered as having been in business with your father and the Columbus Concert Series?

Try to find that link now, Columbus! That sucker has been buried as deep as the truth!!

Curious….no? So, how do you have evidence that doesn’t match the crime scenes, but fits the once alleged POI and the FBI’s original profile, but apparently doesn’t fit into someone’s personal agenda? That should be a huge problem…shouldn’t it? And how is it that this same man, who should have been a prime suspect, matches all the physical descriptions of a man seen in the immediate area of several other murder cases in Columbus and even in the Atlanta files… and yet, gets completely ignored??

How is that Columbus?

This man also fits the physical descriptions of several other serial killings in other states and time frames, too. A man whose travel agendas, military associations, relationships to a local octagon house and an eternal obsession with sycophantic historical figures, such as Herman Mudgett (AKA–H. H. Holmes, Jack the Ripper), Aleister Crowley and his OTO and Thelemite discipleship, still follows celestially inspired timelines and locations, has powerful friends and huge secrets to hide. He’s a man who died, but didn’t! A man who fits witness statements, MO’s, and practices the rituals and rites (RED) of a collective cultist theosophy among his small, but deadly foursome.

Two of the original foursome have actually died…two are still alive. But right now I am only concerned with 1 of the 2 left… the one who they claimed died in 2010 in Florida-but didn’t! This is a man who now sits in another state, driving a different car, and living in a different space…secure that their collective secrets will soon die with the state sanctioned murder of this last African American scapegoat…Carlton Gary. (The others are serving life; Michael Finn and Michael Curry and yes… even Wayne Williams.)

Oh, I know they all say Carlton did it. They’ve all been saying that for over 30+ years. But just saying a thing and having it be true… are 2 different things and those different things…the things that make the chasm between truth and fiction so, very impossible to cross are called… EVIDENCE!

In Columbus Stocking Strangler case we have this:

DNA evidence…NO MATCH




So, if you are going to claim this man guilty and your truth is based on real evidence…then you have to prove it! Thus far, they have not. What they have presented is hearsay and innuendo and short-term memory loss for those originally involved in the investigation. But, wobbling your head and mumbling as you wring your hands, “I don’t recall” is not a defense Mr. Smith… it’s an excuse!

Show us how the BOTTOM teeth of Carlton Gary are a perfect match to the wounds on two breasts of the Columbus victims!  Show us how his size 14 feet can be stuffed into size 8-1/2- size 9 shoes! Prove that Carlton is or is not a secretor to fit the profile of the killer and most of all… lets’ test some DNA, kids! You can use mitochondrial from the landscaper’s cousin in Florida, if you’re too lazy to travel out to the sunny state of California to pick him up. But remember, he’s so close to Mexico… he might just become the slippery “lovable old coot” he professes to be!

So, let’s recap…

A man who was or should have been a serious POI in the following cases: the Mary Sue Ogletree case, the Curry Family massacre, the Katharina Wright or Johnny Gate’s case… Suddenly dies in 2010 and hmmm…Columbus officials casually forget everything they should remember! And yet, on March 15th, 2018–unless you, the public, can stand up and ask some serious questions of your local law and its court, or call your state representatives to ask that the Prosecution PROVE their untested suppositions… a man named Carlton Gary will surely die. And years from now when your collective conscious catches up with the hard born facts and follows real evidence and not half-truths and misguided rumors; it will be too late. But hey, that was the end game all along, right? Run out the clock!

Let those on DEATH ROW die… let those serving LIFE be forgotten.

Remember, it’s about getting to the truth, so if they have the positive matches to the DNA, bite-mold, shoe-mold and secretor evidence… let them prove it to the SUPREME COURT! Thus far, a lot of hand waving and hand holding for “witnesses” like Mr. Smith, has been unimpressive. I sat in that Columbus hearing over 2 years ago and found it a joke! My miniature Dachshund makes more sense when barking his objections, then the Prosecution did that day barking theirs! Malatoes…really???

Thus far we know this:

NO matching DNA to the 3 women Carlton is convicted of killing.

A man who wears size 14 shoes, is NOT capable of folding half his feet and toes in half, to fit into a size 8-1/2- 9, Puma Tennis shoe and bounce from house to house, or air conditioner to ladder like a butterfly. And if this man was so pretty, that he was a model for a men’s clothing line, he probably had a pretty smile too…so, if you are so convinced he is the same man who left multiple and torturous bite marks on the geriatric breasts of the victims you claim he strangled to death… then why are you not willing to test his teeth against the bite-mold from those breasts to prove your point? (And don’t use the tired objection; ‘He had dental work done in prison’ routine. Because he didn’t have it done on the bottom of his mouth and that’s what the bite-mold should match or not match!) Ask a forensics expert! Oh wait… you had one and then cancelled him at the last minute, because he wouldn’t potentially comply with your request to alter an outcome to match your prosecutorial needs.

Hmmm…but we can still call him. He’s still in Atlanta!

Now, we lay folks might not be dentists, but like I said…we know models have pretty smiles, right? Lots of white, pretty, straight teeth—but the teeth that bit and gnawed at those poor geriatric women’s breasts, were not straight and pretty. Those teeth belonged to a man with a very thin and pointed chin, with a crowded lower presentation. That’s right… a crowded lower set of teeth, just like the landscaper they say died 2 weeks, before they were about to announce the original results of a DNA test, related to the Columbus murders.

How convenient!

Yet, here we sit how many decades later…waiting for the bite-mold to be matched, the shoes to be worn and the truth to be told.  So why won’t the Prosecution allow an expert (Odonatologist) to see and match the original bite-mold to the prisoner’s bottom teeth and clear this thing up once and for all?

Gotta ask yourself why on that one, Columbus because she wants to be a judge!

So, how does all this connect to Atlanta and the Missing and Murdered Children? Because the man who killed in Columbus, killed in Atlanta too. The case files and the ME Reports tell much of the forensics story …along with information from eye witnesses, original witness statements, FBI files and Atlanta PD files, the killer(s) themselves and information gleaned from, “The List” by Chet Detlinger and the web site compilations of Kersten Toebben at ( that help tell the rest of the story.

To date we believe we can connect him to a minimum of 13 and up to as many as 23 of the children; special photos in the book provide previously hidden evidence. This killer was also identified via a photo, by an African American man, now in his 40’s, as the same white male, approximately 5′ 8″ tall, with blonde hair, stocky build and a Southern accent who tried to abduct him, his little brother and several of his friends… not once, but multiple times throughout the Atlanta Missing and Murdered Children hey-days. This man was also a positive match to a photo of the same Columbus landscaper from a similar timeframe, authorities claimed died in 2010 in Florida. And I believe this is the same man I have been tracking in another state for over 2 years, under an alias.

So, what if I told you the real killer did not die in 2010, as publicly claimed and that both local law in Columbus and FBI know that to be true and professed, as much not only to the man now waiting on DEATH ROW, but openly to another person who has chased this killer for over 30 years? So if everybody now thinks he’s still alive, a viable suspect and potentially committed at the very least, insurance fraud…why don’t we pick him up? How about the FBI gets in touch with his family, then the insurance company and then get a DNA test done directly, while his insurance company sorts out their potential charges for him? And what if I told you, this same alleged killer and his cars have all been positively identified through photos, by other surviving victims? Surprised?

One would think the Columbus newspaper would be all over this story, but it doesn’t serve the narrative being spewed across its pages. Or how about this story? The Judge and the DA got this information in a letter decades ago and did nothing…the letter is on file.

Our POI was positively identified through a photo as the same man who appeared several times, trying to pry his way into the skylight on top of the roof of a woman whose family he axed to death; one full month after he supposedly died in another state. What’s that you say? Dead men can climb onto air conditioners and then up gutters? (Sounds like a familiar pattern in the Stocking Strangling kills, doesn’t it? Air conditioners… gutters…windows…) Yep…and there are photos of his damage. Gotta love that one too!

And what about some of the other Strangler victims? The one who had tennis string marks on her left face and back, from being beaten? The one with the bad eyes, who also matched perfectly a character in a comic strip rendering by the killer’s artist friend from San Francisco. She had an appointment scheduled for that day. An appointment with someone who had recommended a certain landscaper/interior decorator to hang curtains or swap out carpet for her. Did anybody check her calendar or desk agenda for his name?? He was late to the appointment that day, you know. Why? Because he had been playing tennis with a friend, just down the hill from her house!

And what about the images the artist drew of an upside down white rabbit sitting in her lap, just below the cat-gut strings of that tennis racket that was used to bash in her face, by his poet friend? The poet who liked the color RED, because it spelled out his name and because he was a guinea pig for the original 1950’s CIA/Army Chemical Corp/MK ULTRA experimental drug program? How clever that the poet’s trigger or code word from his handlers was also the initials of his name?

Intriguing, no?

That’s where they hid their crimes; in their art, their poetry, their landscaping, and their foolish history. But their history goes back decades and so do their relationships with one another. The poet, the artist, the landscaper and the historian. Some met in Columbus early on…some through the military later on…some through San Francisco and their preferences in art and sex. Some even went through phases together…like MK ULTRA.

You think #11 –the young, tortured girl with mind control powers on “Stranger Things”; a series on Netflix is kidding? Grow up kiddos; that stuff was for real. Check out the Netflix documentary on Dr. Frank Olson!! The CIA and the Army Chemical Corp had some serious detours from national safety in the 1950’s and 60’s. Mind control, experimental drugs and torture training…. Alleged biological warfare experiments. Yes… it’s true, right Eric? Your dad was taken out, but these boys used their training to take others out. Our poet (RED) really did know the real, MK ULTRA, “Pappa” you hear #11 in “Stranger Things” talk about. Our poet killer even wrote a personal note of goodbye to him on a book of his…want to see the subliminal message on the cover photo??

Want to know who else the landscaper and the poet hung out with? A chemist and a thespian.

How do we know? Because we find the same references in a poet’s poetry, a nuclear chemist’s comic strips and the hidden codes that calls out a local historian and his landscaping buddy in each murder. That is of course, if you can understand how to read their clever shorthand. For example…The artist dumps info into his ‘altered’ comic book strips, showing the Columbus killer crawling from under the manhole covers in streets near his victims’’ homes, only to pop out again near his Victorian behemoth! Or even at his place of business! While cops were swirling their lights above, he dipped into the sewers and tunnels below the city to escape the chase on the surface?  Just like his heroes of yore (the KGC), who created tunnels from their banks and businesses to their safe houses and cabalistic lodges.

Creative, don’t you think??? A little American History for you there—practices of Freemasonry and John Wilkes Booth! John Wilkes Booth…a very lively legacy that ought to be a huge clue for Columbus folk! And we also have another somebody from Columbus who shared his enthusiasm for history and certain geometric shapes like the octagon. Both were very much into the cabalistic lifestyle, the Zodiac and the Booth legacy. Gonna catch another plane to Cali, now ‘ole buddy? Gonna fly out there and tell them that somebody figured it all out?

But enough for now. Let’s get back to more immediate business and Carlton Gary!

If the bite mold was hidden for over 10 years from the original DEFENSE team, and STILL has never even been allowed to be compared by an expert Odonatologist, the DNA doesn’t match and the shoe thing is a total joke… how do you kill a man without ever proving any of your suppositions; especially when nothing even matches? I say, bring in the Odonatologist and the convict, (Gary) together in front of God and everyone else in court and get the results on tape. If I’m wrong—you have nothing to lose and can go ahead with the execution.

But if I’m right…

Then you are duty bound to bring in the original suspect, (the landscaper) or get the mitochondrial from his cousin in Florida for DNA and go to town. So, if the convict’s DNA doesn’t match the women he is accused of killing, nor has the convict been legally identified or cleared as positive or negative match to the secretor or non-secretor evidence in the case…it’s just one more in a long list of wrongful convictions out of that DA’s office. Who are we kidding here? How do you plow that much bull through the keyholes of justice and still sleep at night? What kind of Kangaroo court now exists in the upper halls of the Muscogee County courthouse that denies exculpatory evidence to be submitted? And…Why is the Superior State Court of Georgia not rocking back in horror on its heels? They got these memos! Better yet… why isn’t the NAACP or the Supreme Court demanding the lower courts do something about this?

Bottom line…all we are asking is to prove his guilt with the evidence that matters!

DNA…BITE-MOLD…SHOE-MOLD AND SECRETOR/NON-SECRETOR! And if you can’t, then you have some serious explaining to do.


Remember, evidence doesn’t lie… people do. And if you are going to judge this case on the evidence alone–then this book must be read and this man must be exonerated and set free!  But it’s not just about Columbus or even Atlanta, although they are close to the heart…there is more, so much more than meets the eye!!  And every victim deserves to have their voice heard.

We have less than a month to bring the true Columbus Stocking Strangler killer to justice.

Find the answers to the murders and mysteries of the Columbus and Atlanta M & M child victims in:  LORDS OF THE HARVEST: A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIVE MEMOIR

Available on Amazon

About to drop a bomb of information…

January 28, 2018


About to drop a bomb of information…

First, let me say I have nothing against entrepreneurial energies and efforts. At some point, we all are entrepreneurial in some endeavor. What I do have a problem with however, is entertainment masking itself as something more than what it is: Folks filling the podcast airways with misleading misinformation—exploiting, not exploring—pandering and pontificating to the unedified masses, without regard to the consequence of proliferating confusion and chaotic nonsense, all for profit and commercial status.

What am I saying?

I’m saying there is no substitute for actual research and in depth investigative work. Interviewing Cousin Vinny about Aunt Henrietta’s fourth cousin thrice removed, who once sat in a restaurant near a man, who said he once talked with a bus driver who thought they took a bus ticket from somebody who looked like a guy they heard might have killed a cat when he was 10…isn’t the same thing as getting the information straight from the dead cat!

So, what am I asking?

Go to a reputable source and even then…evaluate and vet the findings!

I’m inviting you to ask questions! I want you to get to the truth, question my findings and research methods, and question the physical evidence contained in my book: LORDS OF THE HARVEST; A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIVE MEMOIR

Here is the teaser for this book…

“Dear Reader,
While it is not my intention to begin this book with a riddle for levity’s sake, it is my intention to ask you to use your intellect from page one. You see, some murders are prompted by basic emotions that render a killer’s motivation most obvious. Other murders are committed out of a need to serve a higher purpose, such as personal or ideological loyalty, and/or religious martyrdom. But the Columbus Stocking Strangler murders will never rise to the elegance of such, no matter how much the perpetrators of these atrocities might insist. These graphic slayings of seven elderly white women were executed for a series of reasons that for over almost four decades have gone undecipherable and in the end, were simply part of a much larger puzzle that until now has remained hidden. So, let us continue with the riddle…
What is another word for Thesaurus? Thought provoking, isn’t it?
For how do you describe something that in essence exists only to describe everything else, but not itself? I think you would agree with me then, that sometimes there simply isn’t a better word or group of words to describe a thing other than the words that originally describes it the best. Thus, you have the reason why the title for this book could be nothing other than: LORDS OF THE HARVEST: A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIVE MEMOIR.
This investigative memoir begins with my introduction to the murders in Columbus, Georgia in 1977, where the word harvest took on another meaning and the tools that were used to harvest these ‘matured’ victims will not only shock you—but lead you to other horrors, once shrouded in mystery and considered as stand-alone or disconnected serial murders… until my discovery of the key that unlocks them all.
The Chicago Lipstick Murders
The Black Dahlia
The Boston Stranglings
The Zodiac Murders
The Sonoma Stranglings
Atlanta’s Missing and Murdered Children
The Orange County Michigan Murders and many more…”

(Copyright 2016) Amazon


A man in Georgia is about to be executed for one of these cases. I believe he is innocent. Want to know why? Because the evidence does not match the crime or the suggested killer they convicted!

Want to know more? Like, who convicted him? Why they had to do it? Who the real killers really are…where they live/lived… how they pulled off this legendary legacy of generational serial killings, that crawled across this nation into your backyards and balconies?

Want to know how they went undetected for so long and who helped them fly under the radar of suspicion?

Want to know what local and federal folks may have been involved in serious cover-ups to keep their crimes hidden? To hide their own debauched activities and actions?

Want to know how they are all connected to one another; because the ties that bind them are also the metaphorical ties they used to commit their crimes?

Want to know what clues were left behind at each crime scene that cops didn’t understand? Want to know what ones they did understand, but hid from the general public anyway?

Want to know how the killers thought…how they targeted their kills and where they took the victims to die?

Want to know the forensics detected in each murder? The victimology and the symbolisms behind the way they killed and the victims they chose? Why they selected the places where they killed, the tools and rituals used to exact their rituals and theosophies?

Want to know how they met… how they came together, then stayed apart and how they communicated across the miles and years?

If you want to understand a killer; you must first understand his life, his work, his interests…his hobbies and his habits.  Where he hunted, why he hunted, who he hunted? You need to understand who and what in their past tripped the first trigger…set the pendulum in motion.

What was their motive, their methods, their patterns and deviations?

When did they first kill? How did they hide it and then cope with the aftermath? What were/are their souvenirs and where do they hide them? How did they evolve their skills, as they evolved their goals and directives? Who inspired them? Who did they try to emulate?

What roles did others play in adding to their psychosis…cultivating their instincts and creating a sense of superiority…contributing to their fantasies?

When did this go from uncontrolled urge, to spree killing, to necessity and earned colective right?

What methods and manners were used to confuse and confound the public?

How did the victims fall into their traps?

Why were they targeted and why did so many fall prey to their allure?

What were the killers’ private thoughts… their anguished joys? Their trials… triumphs?

How did they get so many to follow them to their ultimate demise?

How did they joy in their tortures? Who taught and inspired their methods and manners?

How did they deal with their desperate need to be recognized, while still hiding their deeds?

How did their ego’s both bait and betray them?

You want the answers to these questions and more????

Stay tuned…’cuz you can’t get this kind of info from a 30-minute, commercial laden microphone kissing cannon ball. You gotta go to the right sources. Medical Examiner reports, court transcripts, witness testimonies, police files and forensic evidence reports. You gotta go to the right sources…the dead. Don’t get caught in the CSI effect of thinking 15 minutes of commercials and 45 minutes of chatter solves a murder and world hunger at the same time. It doesn’t.

You can’t become a surgeon, without going to medical school!

If you wanted to make a really good gourmet pizza…you’d ask a chef.

If you wanted to paint a dramatic picture… you’d ask an actual artist.

If you wanted to catch a killer…you don’t ask a disc jockey!

You get the gist!


Got a question?

Buy the book or ask me here.

I’ll listen first and then, I’ll explain. We can argue and discuss. Either way, you’re going to get the straight answers and evidence you need to back up the facts!

Mysteries solved here!

Dig the ditches for 2018…

January 7, 2018


At the end of the year, we lost someone special in our lives and since then, the days have felt heavy and hard. But today is the first 7 in the year of 2018 and since that is my number… I needed to stop carrying the shadow of grief and take stock of where I have been, where I am today and where I am going in the future.

That being said…let us begin!

As we leave 2017 and enter 2018, I am amazed at how much emotional luggage is still trying to tag-a-long in between the clusters of confetti of the New Year; but before I take another step, I’m going to do myself a favor. I’m going to turn around, recognize what the emotional luggage is about and then grab a broom, sweep it away–slam the door closed and wipe my hands. It has no place or power in this year and I recommend grabbing a metaphorical broom and doing the same for yourself, before another 24 hours goes by.

If it is a job that no longer fulfils or fits who you think you are or want to become…resolve to find another way to make a living to feed your body and soul.

If it is a lifestyle, which no longer suits who you are or who you wish to become…find another location, habitat or hobby that inspires you and reflects the true you.

If it is a person who no longer fulfils or fits your life…bless them for their part in your evolution and let them go, so that you can both reinvent yourselves.

If it is who you are on the outside or inside that makes you uneasy…envision a new you and then devise a process by which you can encourage the positivity you seek to become your reality and then, project that positivity through joyful affirmations and genuine forgiveness.

If it is something we thought, we could accomplish and didn’t…first define whether the goal was any of the following:

  1. Realistic
  2. Achievable
  3. Time appropriate for all parties involved.
  4. Or, whether we had we thought through the process well enough– planning for alternative outcomes, other than whatever we prayed the universe would do—with or without any internal effort or investment?

If we can answer truthfully that the effort was worthy, achievable, time appropriate and that we had soulfully worked together towards a successful outcome…then perhaps, success has been delayed for some other reason. Perhaps for a distinct timing we have yet to understand…divine timing…God’s timing. Perhaps in our myopic vision, we cannot see that certain people or positions are not yet in place, or ready and prepared to handle the successful outcome the universe has prepared for them. Perhaps even you are not ready for the success it may bring you, because you have naively caged this success in a box, too small for what it needs to blossom. Perhaps we have prevented spirit and the universe to take the lead and are too frightened to simply follow in awe and openness, allowing spirit to reset the process and move things forward.

So, even though most of us just finsihed celebrating the holidays…we need to recognize how much work they were and may need to take a vacation. Maybe both physically and mentally we need to walk away from the intensity of our desires and wishes and refocus on something differrent than last year’s obsessions. We need to readjust our intentions and believe that the universe has our highest good in mind and let things go, because when we are sufficiently distracted and able to emotionally let control of the outcome…we are finally free to see a thing for what it is… people for who they are… the help and time they offered, as the gifts they always were. Here is where we can appreciate the bird’s-eye view of spirit; where we can morre easily recognize the pressures we have unfairly placed upon ourselves and one another, in order to achieve some preconceived outcome we determined. Not God…but us. We focussed inward on our lack–not outward on our wealth of opportunity and authenticity.

In other words; amidst the drought of our dreams, we prayed for rain, but forgot to dig the ditches to control the overflow such a bountiful rainfall could provide. ‘Dig the ditches baby, and the rain will come!’ Talk the talk–walk the walk and build the dams to hold and redirect the overflow of rain the sky will provide, when you are finally prepared and not just frozen in chaotic anticipation.

We forget that though we are part of the God spark—we are not God and so, as humans are constantly concentrating on our perceived limited ability to affect and alter all the infinite obstacles or opportunities, we think are the only options left available for our solutions. Somehow over the course of 2017, we forget to trust and when we forget to trust, we reduce ourselves to frustration and misdirected anger. We emotionally beated ourselves up and then turned our anger outwards towards others—blaming them for our lack, or perceived lack.

If you’ve done that this past year, that’s why you need to look back at 2017 with a clear eye—return the emotional baggage and need for outside validation to the closet of the past from whence it came and sweep away any hurtful words or thoughts it begot, before you burn those precious bridges you are going to one day wish still stand strong, when huge leaps of faith will be required of you. So, face the future with courage and get out there and dig the ditches for the rain of success you know the universe is holding for you! The year 2018 has 5 eclipses this year and your destiny is calling! The supermoon has passed and cleared the way for real change.

True, the universe is not always going to give you what you want, but it will always give you what you need so, use this time wisely. Walk slowly away from the door of the past and then stand still for moment to take in the new view. The New Year waits for you to fill it with new things, new visions, new experiences and desires so, take the time to carefully consider how you want to fill this new space…this new chapter in your life and who you intend to bring with you on this journey. Figuure that out, then grab your tools and get to work!


Dig the ditches first so, you can channel the rains of success to where it best suits the seeds of your efforts. Too much success/rain on tiny seeds without proper preparations drowns them and prevents their growth. Channeling rains through planned and prepared ditches and conduits, allows the rain to slowly soak in and nourish as it falls, promoting healthy and steady growth. That leads to a bountiful crop and a successful harvest!

The year of 2017 has been a roller coaster of adventures with some very high notes, some very frustrating notes—some awkward and exciting beginnings and some sadly anticipated and unavoidable endings. And even though endings are not always pleasant, they are necessary to make room for the new, so be kind in your departures and do right by others as you walk away. Set them free with kindness and good intentions to find their own new path and in turn—you will be led to yours. Too many people get lost in the obligations of long or indifferent goodbyes and relive emotional or imaginary ties,  refusing to let things die a natural death—so be clear and kind in your wake.


So, here we are, saying goodbye to another year—closing one door and looking for the fresh crack in the opposing window to start anew. Change is not only necessary and inevitable, but well deserved this month so, breathe in the fresh air and fill your lungs with heady possibility. We have earned the right to change things in our lives; people, places, projects, perspectives and perceptions. Let us begin to redefine who we wish to be in this coming year and grab the proper tools and partners who will help us dig the ditches and prepare for success.

Things that attracted us last year, may no longer be appealing to us this year—don’t apologize—move on! People who inspired us, did so and then faded away from where and when the inspiration was needed and that is a good thing. Be grateful and let them go! Get out there…stand in the new light… breathe in the fresh air and open your eyes to the new and the different. 2017 was a 10 year—10 being the alpha and the omega—the beginning and the end… Or maybe, just the beginning of the end. More than anything else, it is done, gone and good riddance! Bless it for what it was; an evolutionary process. Take what was good, commit it to memory and best practices and toss out the rest!

Hello, 2018…an 11 year! A master number…a new life path! Let this year be the year you take care of you and yours…but remember, take care of you first. We serve others best, when first we are whole. As for me? No apologies or apprehensions anymore. Life is too damn short and I’ve decided, I’m going rogue. This is my 60th year and now is my time to do, to be, to explore and to carve and follow my own path simultaneously. Those coming along for the ride, should hold on tight and enjoy the wind in your hair and the tug on our sails…those trying to hold back such an adventure …hop off the boat now and take your luggage of negativity with you!

The book, LORDS OF THE HARVEST: A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIVE MEMOIR is fianlly complete. It stands without apology, as an apocryphal testament to my best intentions…each article of research contributed by others, each interview chronicled along the way, each piece of evidence discovered, each plausible set of deductions made, and/or corroborations vetted, has added to its value as a substantive document—a critical receptacle for evidence that law enforcement or amatuer alike, can freely access. This book is for them and the victims they’re still working for. This book has also been updated through December 2017 to include the latest nuggets of investigative information, quantifiably necessary to help provide additional guidance to all agenciees involved –each detail codified, properly cited and supported by additional expert confirmation.

Though a bit late in the year for a final submission, this should be the final update. For me, it’s time to move on and dig new ditches. The truth is now becoming more and more clear to those who are willing to do the homework, that these 4 men navigated these serial killings for over 4 decades without discovery, because the justice system held such gaping holes, the evidence and the obvious connections to them easily fell through the cracks. Jurisdictions and agencies held back information then, as they do now, and it is this lack of reciprocity and crosspollinated respect that cultivates such an endless and damning proprietory need to claim ownership of information and outcome that keeps these killers free from the national disregard they deserve.

These men and these cases are not only connected, but can and should be processed now as a collective. Unfortunately, this also brings certain governmental programs into a very unflattering historical light. Nonetheless, the shadows of governmental protection; be they federal, state and/or local should not be allowed to persist and those whose manipulations of facts and evidence can be vetted, should be found guilty of the crimes committed and prosecuted accordingly. As always, each independent expert confirmation of specific details in the book; especially those compiled in November and December of 2017 about the connective elements of MK ULTRA and the signature links between the patterned evidence and MO’s between the Chicago, Boston and California cases, brought further support to the propositions of book and added to the validity of the collective effort to shine new light on these cases, as well as those already highlighted in Colorado, Maine, Michigan and Georgia.

As stated from the beginning; evidence always leads us to the truth and only those who consume the book in its totality, will truly benefit from it’s contents. In other words; there is a reason the book is as large and detailed as it is. It isn’t a comic book…it’s a real book, that contains information on over 100 cases and in order to do that properly-that requires a commitment of  intellectual resources by both author and reader, alike. It’s also a memoir, which makes you privy to my life and the victims I have connected with. It is not for everybody and I’m good with that, because its not meant to be for everybody. It’s meant for the victims and the heroes still trying to find them and/or solve their cases.

The people who understand why this book was written and for whom this book was written, will be the ones who understand what has been done this day and see the merit  of its existence. The mosaic of murder that has plagued this nation for generations, could not have been condensed and simplified for the Twitter-verse crowd, who process only soundbite sub-labels. The readers who understand this is for the victims and for law enforcement, have already begun their own journey of discovery and investigation into these cases and will be able to digest the evidence without taking insult or umbrage with the literary affect of its delivery. These readers will appreciate the hours of research, the moments of doubt and discovery and be able to trace the connective tissues of the killers’ sociopathic ideology and be able to apply their mantra’s to their methods and by token, their attraction to the victimology of each case.

I trust that 2018 will eventually find other investigators learning about this book and reading it for the information they need. Perhaps avid readers will hear about its findings and purchase it for the thrill of the ride, or true crime readers for the unvarnished approach to spherical thinking and real-time/grass root investigations. To those who understand that the dead have a vested interest in their own closure…I applaud your openness to my process and the willingness to contemplate that the veil is not meant to be the final word. For others who take umbrage with what they do not understand…concentrate on the end product of direct and patterened evidence presented, and may 2018 find you blessed.

For me?

Like I said in the beginning…it’s the first 7 of the year. In angel numbers, 7 means I’m on the right path and the outcome will excede my wildest expectations. Those of you who know me, already know how much I expect of myself and the universe at large, so I’ve gotta get ready! Rumor has it, its gonna rain tomorrow  and I want to get a head start on digging my ditches today!!

Claim your success in 2018!




The end game…

December 18, 2017


One would think being close to the end of another year that we might stop in our tracks for a moment and take stock of where we have been, who we have met and what we have accomplished…but that is not always the endgame for some. For some, the chaos that began their year, ends their year and for that I am saddened.

When looking at today’s entry date, we see that the day date number 18 is displayed. In numerology, the number 18 is broken down to 1 + 8 = 9.


The letter 9 stands for the ending of a cycle…the completion of a chapter in one’s life…a time to turn the page and to allow the universe to help you clear out the old, to make room for the next chapter of your life; rather fitting for this time of year and the season we are about to enter…winter. The season where it is perceived that parts of nature must die a small death in order to fulfill the promise of a rebirth in spring.

Is this unkind?

Is this an evil and unnecessary act?

No…it is life and the natural cycle of things to begin anew, to process what has been and to discard the rest–taking with you only the best and leaving behind the waste.

What I am getting to, is the fact that at some point in every cycle-every chapter of life, people change, circumstances change, causes and resolutions change…things end by a natural death or we somehow step in and sabatage things ourselves out of frustrations or an inability to gracefully walk away and accept the season of tiny deaths.

All of life is about change.

The question is: Will we be the active agents of our collective change or will we wallow and allow ourselves the illusion of being victimized by inevitable change?

True courgae and strength allow for flow– it takes us down river and goes with the current, not fighting against it. When we fight the flow, we actually neither win or loose the battle. By swimming upstream against the flow, we fight and claw for every inch… still, for every inch forward gained, we eventually fall several inches back. We simply battle to tread water and struggle to remain afloat…the status quo becomes our constant…we remain stuck…stilted…stagnant and frustrated.

Fear of loss also prevents change and forestalls future opportunities for joy.

But change isn’t always violent and abrupt; sometimes it is a gradual erosion. Perhaps we do not wish to leave harm in our wake and so out of feigned kindness or blind ignornace, we linger just a little bit longer in situations or relationships than we should, hoping to dull the pain of eventual departure. Or, maybe we see the path ahead so clearly, that we graciously allow the other individual or circumstance to find their own break-away point.

It’s better we think, if we have not caused the release ourselves…better to blame the river.

This case…this book and these victims have accompanied my every thought and effort for over 4 years and while the journey may just be beginning for someone else to discover, for me it is now time to follow the flow of the river and make room for the universe to bring me another set of spirits who have been patiently waiting their turn in the wings to be found…to be named…to be brought back to family and friends…to find whatever peace and closure can be achieved from the other side of the veil.

To all those who helped with their information, their support and their patience in this elongated and amazing project…thank you. No one person carries the emotional weight, ferrets out all the clues, follows the leads or feels the pain of those they are trying to help alone; the journey is always shared amonst those the universe has chosen to cast together. We each play a part in the collective healing…each having our own Karma to reap, debts to pay or cosmic lessons to learn.

I would like to thank the five women who have made this journey with me; may they feel the same pride and sense of accomplishment this epic adventure required. Through their efforts and energies, each one brought to the table their part of the puzzle and even though not one was physically at my side night after night, while typing and crafting such a hefty tome during these long four years…they were woven in spirit into every paragraph and page and properly cited for  their contributions.

Lords of the Harvest: A True Crime Investigative Memoir is about the discovery of these cases and these five women and their dedication to the truth. It is about the victims and their assailants and the laws that either confined them, protected them or foolishly set them free.

In truth, even though this journey began with the Stocking Strangler in Columbus, Georgia, it soon left its borders behind. Evidence and information took us to Boston for another set of infamous serial killings and then onto California for the Zodiac kills, the Black Dahlia and more…but it was the lesser known cases that dotted this nation’s map, like the West Memphis Three, the Atlanta Missing and Murdered Children, the abduction of Johnny Gosh and the Lawrence King Scandal, along with the Oakland County Child Killings  and the murders of countless other women and children along the way that helped plug the nagging holes in my theory about the red key, which ultimately helped define and confirm the patterned evidence and behaviors that now confidently points to their signature guilt and their horrific trail of generational kills.

Thank you to Renate, McKensie, Spencer, Ginny  and Joyce for your dedication to truth and your tireless pursuit of justice for those both wrongfully accused and those still roaming the streets, whose guilt is known and for whom a greater jury now awaits.

May each of you find peace within your part of the process and peace with its final outcome…and may the outcome honor the victims and our collective efforts. And great thanks for the recent 2017 Discovery and History Channels’ true crime investigative series, which focussed respectively on intensive investigations into both the identity and patterned MO’s of the American Jack the Ripper and the mysteries of the Zodiac kills and ciphers; thereby, providing additional substantive support, directly validating and confirming the chronicled evidence patterns and suppositions already copyrighted in the book, LORDS OF THE HARVEST: A TRUE CRIME INVESTIGATIE MEMOIR.


Post Script:

The final appeal for Carlton Gary continues…and may the Supreme Court do their due dilligence in this case and note the lack of responsible counsel by the Prosecution and the inequitable distribution of resourcing in regards to exculpatory evidence* for the Defense.

Bite mold evidence

Shoe mold evidence


(Odontologist; expert witness testimony)

(Secretor and Non-secretor)

(Original witness statements and testimonials identifying a third party as primePOI not included on the documented suspect list.)


*(Exculpatory evidence is evidence favorable to the defendant in a criminal trial that exonerates or tends to exonerate the defendant of guilt.[1] It is the opposite of inculpatory evidence, which tends to prove guilt.
In many countries, including the United States, police and prosecutors are required to disclose to the defendant exculpatory evidence they possess before the defendant enters a plea (guilty or not guilty).[2]
Per the Brady v. Maryland decision, prosecutors have a duty to disclose exculpatory evidence even if not requested to do so. While the prosecution is not required to search for exculpatory evidence and must disclose only the evidence in its possession, custody, or control, the prosecution’s duty is to disclose all information known to any member of its team, e.g., police, investigators, crime labs, et cetera. In Brady v. Maryland, the U.S. Supreme Court held that such a requirement follows from constitutional due process and is consistent with the prosecutor’s duty to seek justice.[3])
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