Monday, December 31, 2007

Project CHATTER & The American Betrayal of My Father


"My brooding devoted and loving father, I absolutely had no idea that he had been tortured by America's Unholy Alliance with the Beast of Nazi Germany" -Princeray-

“… buffer-elements are those ego states which arise in the face of trauma, often during some … terrifying act on the part of a significant adult, where the child splits off an ego state to serve as a buffer between the trauma and the original self.” [1]

"Child development specialists have long considered that it takes an average of seven years for any child to develop the personality that will be theirs for life. The personality of a child less than seven is too fragile to absorb life threatening trauma without reacting in some fashion. Obviously not all children react to early trauma by dissociating, but those who do develop psychological entities which are different than those created at an older age."

Until recently, as long as I can remember as a manchild, I have had recurring flashback visions and dreams caused by traumatic memories in my childhood revolving around an extraordinary family crisis involving the mental breakdown of my father.

Sometime between 1939 & 1940, my father was recruited from a rural section of Louisiana to work in the pre-war industry in the Bay Area leaving his young wife and family. His first job in California was at the U.S. Army Supply Depot in Oakland, CA.

Sept 3, 1939 was the beginning of World War II. Britain, France, Australia and New Zealand declared war on Nazi Germany after Hitler invaded Poland. On December 7, 1941, America entered the war when Japanese Axis Forces bombed Pearl Harbor.

During the war in about 1944, my mother and two sisters reunited with my father in a small two-room segregated apartment building at 409 8th Street, Apt. 333 in Oakland, CA. My mother, Lela Bell, passed in 1974, and my father passed two years later in 1976. My two older sisters are alive and well. Neither of my parents had any criminal history or past record of mental instability.

In one flashback, in my infancy I recalled the inside view of my family’s small apartment where I lived with my father, mother and two older sisters and younger brother. It was clean, warm, cozy, comfortable, and place of my birth. From the bathroom floor, I look up at a man’s multi-colored terry cloth bathrobe hanging on a clothes hanger from the back of the bathroom door. I recalled saying to myself, “who does this belong to?” I pulled at the end of it, and it came down to cover me. I also recalled another recurring dream of playing with a man’s pair of terry cloth bathroom slippers, and saying to myself again, “who does this belong to?”

In other flashbacks of my infancy, I recall always pulling at strings and links that I could not see the end of. In one flashback, I remember looking up the side an erroneous refrigerator. I see a long thick cord leading from a spot close to the floor up to the top of the refrigerator and disappearing. I recall saying to myself, “what’s at the end of this cord?” I pulled it and a medium-sized brown tube radio came crashing down. I recall being spanked. I also remember always yanking at the iron cord bringing the iron clashing to the floor from an ironing board above me.

I recall another recurring flashback of my late mother and brother on the happy occasion of his first birthday in August 1950 in that same apartment. I was about three years old. I recall his birthday cake with a candle. My brother was an infant with a diaper standing upright on a table in the hands of a glad mother. Suddenly, my mother opens the door and the mood changes. At the door, there are two white enlisted sailors from the United States Navy dressed in traditional dark blue navy uniforms. One step forward and offer my mother some cheap trinkets that I found to be extremely offensive and insulting. Some of them were shameful thin plastic toy soldiers that sold for a dollar a hundred. I just bushed them aside and concentrated on the other sailor standing in the dark of the hallway. He had a fixed glaring focus on me with a hateful, cold and menacing stare as if I was one of the lowest forms of life. I stared defiantly and defensively back at him until the door was closed.

My recurring dream was either after a gym class or some activity. Each time I found myself returning to a locker holding some various precious personal possessions secured always by a combination lock. Each time, I couldn’t remember the combination code to open the lock and stood bare, frustrated and confused. Whatever that there was in the locker, the lack of it left me uneasy and suffering a great deal of apprehension. The dreams always seem so real that each time that I woke up I found myself actually searching my memory for the location of the locker, and the actual numbers that unlock the combination.

I can’t recall my father in any of my flashbacks or dreams. Yet, during my infancy he was there in that apartment and what happened to him there as I discovered much latter in my life had such a tremendous emotional impact upon me that I put him completely out of my mind.

I have also known from an early age that there was another side of me, a different and alien personality. When I was about five years old, I recall suddenly coming to consciousness after a blackout. I had an altercation with a friend at the Lincoln Elementary School Playground in Oakland and just blackouted. When I became conscious, he was in utter shock bleeding about the face as if I had tried to scratch his flesh from his face. For whatever reasons, he had made me mad enough to trigger an alien personality within me. When I awoke, I was still reeling from some unknown rage that had consumed me. The park director had separated us. The other boy was I believe my dark Pilipino pal who later became my close friend. There was a group of people surrounding us. As I looked around at their stunned faces, I could see that they were as shocked and confused as I was. What possible rage within me could have brought about such a savage attack on my friend? To this day, I cannot recall what triggered the altercation or what happened to me and my friend before and during the altercation. After that experience, I vowed never to allow any situation to trigger and raise that alien very defensive personality to cause harm to any other human being, and that I have been successful at.

I also found that excessive alcoholic consumption will also trigger a blackout, loss of memory and an alien personality. A personality that is overly protective, bold, aggressive, defensive, loud, and unruly. It is a personality that is alien to me, and the absolute opposite of my normal nature. A friend once observed my personality change after I consumed too much alcohol. She described me as something out a “Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde” movie.

In that apartment during my infancy, I had an overwhelming traumatic experience regarding my father that left an impression and imprint on my subconscious that caused my recurring flashbacks, dreams, and a fragmented personality.

For years, I believed that my flashbacks, dreams, and fragmented personality had been unrelated and independent enigmas and personality faults. But I have subsequently found that they are not unrelated and independent but all related to an overwhelming traumatic and shocking memory in my infancy in that apartment with my father.

My subconscious has never allowed me to totally forget what happened to me in that small apartment with my father. The traumatic memories filed away in my subconscious reveals and expose those experiences in bits and pieces through my flashbacks and dreams. The lost codes of my recurring combination lock dream was an appeal to me to connect the dots to expose the truth involving those traumatic memories involving my father that would unlock the enigmas of my life experiences, and bring infinite justice to my people, family and the legacy of my father.

I decided to start pulling strings again to see what falls down. I began with my sisters’ recollections of the traumatic moments that took place in that small apartment.

CONNECTION THE DOTS: The mind is a remarkable work of God

1. A purifying or figurative cleansing of the emotions, especially pity and fear, described by Aristotle as an effect of tragic drama on its audience.
2. A release of emotional tension, as after an overwhelming experience, that restores or refreshes the spirit.
3. Psychology
a. A technique used to relieve tension and anxiety by bringing repressed feelings and fears to consciousness.
b. The therapeutic result of this process; abreaction.

In October of 1949, my mother had to civilly commit my father to Napa State Hospital. I was about 2 years old. My two older sisters who at time were about 4 and 6 years old when they recalled some traumatic experiences with my father immediate to his involuntary commitment. They recalled fighting and pleading with him not to jump from the 3rd story fire exit just outside our window.

My father was under a delusion and hallucinated that he would fly. According to some of his medical records, my father also talked about silver or golden slippers in the air, and he acted like he was picking things out of air.

My sisters recalled that my father was able to fight off and overpower a group of large police officers to kick down the apartment manager’s door on the first floor, the late Mr. Ray Pates, yet he was no more than 5’ 5’ and 150 pounds. My sisters recalled all through this ordeal crying, pleading, and clinging to him along with a force of Oakland Police Officers to stop.

Once, my older sister made a comment that I had never heard before, that I was among them in infancy crying, pleading also clinging to him. She made an off the cuff remark that she that been concerned about me because she thought that I may have snapped from that disturbing experience. The remark took me completely by surprise because I had never heard that before. I actually had no memory of my father or what happened on that day.

After time and reflection, I tried to revisit the episode with her, and asked her about it again, but she couldn’t recall what she had said to me earlier.

As far as I knew at that time, my father had been interned at Napa from 1949 to1953. When he was finally discharged, my mother and father permanently separated because she had become too afraid of him.

I always felt uncomfortable and embarrassed to have a father with a record of mental illness, and sort of blotted it out of my mind. I always thought he was harmless, and a little odd. He lived most of the time that I knew him in a two-room basement room in the back of a Victorian House at 1221 Jefferson Street in the Old Oakland downtown area.

Most of the time I visited him, he would sit at the table across me in some sort of void for hours without saying anything to me. He didn’t drive or have a television. I recall a radio in the room but he rarely listened to it when I was there. He just sat there in a conscious coma for what seemed like hours. I would flip through the magazines that he kept on the table until I got enough nerve to ask him for spending money. Most of time, I left empty handed. When he did give me some money, it was mostly no more than a couple of quarters. My father lived off a small nominal government annuity, and worked sparingly as a warehouseman at the shipyards.

For years, I thought that what happened to my father was his fault. I just summed it up that he couldn’t handle something in this life and went off. To me, he was like a family secret that we didn’t discuss with anyone. Even my mother never said anything about him, or what really happened to him.
For years, I had studied the government’s various clandestine mind control programs involving testing LSD and other psychotic drugs on citizens, but I never came to associate anything unusual with his illness other then a personal mental breakdown and meltdown.

Usually when my sisters talked about the family crisis in the apartment, I sorted of blotted it out by half way listening. Gradually, I began to bush aside my personal awkwardness about my father’s mental illness, and really tried to understand and re-examine what they tried to communicate to me throughout the years about that family crisis in that apartment.

I begin to envision the reasonableness of my father out on a 3rd story fire escape professing that he could fly. I said to myself, that’s odd, it sounds like a classic LSD psychedelic reaction. Then, I recalled them talking about him fighting off a number of burly white Oakland Police Officers, and kicking down the apartment manager’s door. I said to myself now that’s also really odd, it sounds like a modern day classic STP (Angel Dust) overdose reaction which could leave a drug abuser with extraordinary strength during stress, but as far as I knew LSD, Angel Dust and most of the psychedelic drugs were creatures of the 1960 and 70’s.

Finally, I decided that there were enough questions in my mind about my father’s illness that should be further explored, but as far as I knew at that time most of the psychotic drugs, and clandestine government drug testing programs that I was aware of didn’t exist in 1949, except the government’s experiments with mescaline in a little known, but highly classified U.S. Navy program called Project CHATTER.

Mescaline is an alkaloid that had been investigated by German scientist as early as the turn of the twentieth century. Mescaline is the psychoactive constituent of a Mexican cactus Lophophora williamsii (syn. Anhalonium lewinii). This cactus has been eaten by American Indians ever since pre-Columbian times, and is still used today as a sacred drug in religious ceremonies.

Before 1949, mescaline had been observed to produce the closest known reproduction of the symptoms of schizophrenia. Mescaline breaks down in the body; upsets the brain's sugar consumption and brings on split-personality hallucinations. “If the mescaline taker keeps his eyes closed, he sees riotously colorful ‘mosaics, networks, flowing arabesques, interlaced spirals, wonderful tapestries . . . great butterflies gently moving their wings, fields of glittering jewels . . . soaring architecture . . . and finally human figures and fully formed scenes where coherent histories are enacted.’ With his eyes open he can do even better. The observer may feel his limbs detach themselves from his body and lie on the floor beside him…The room may grow enormously or change shape, the angles becoming alternately acute and obtuse. Time slows down, so that ‘teatime goes on forever,’ and the subject ‘will feel quite literally that he is at the Mad Hatter's tea party.’" [3]

CONNECTING THE DOTS: My Father Caught in the Jaws of the BEAST

“The white folks did something to him!”(Lela Bell Bullock, 1948-1949)

In exploring the circumstances surrounding my father’s illness, his brother told a shocking story that he did not understand the full implication of.

He told me that late one night in 1948 he and their 1st cousin was informed that my father had been unexpectedly taken from his job at Alameda Naval Air Base to Highland County Hospital for involuntary psychiatric evaluation.

I discovered that on March 6, 1948 my father was taken from Highland Hospital and involuntary confined to Napa State Mental Hospital, Imola, Napa County, California by the United States Navy for the diagnosis of schizophrenia, “Dementia, Praecox, Paranoid Type.”

On that note, I cannot determine if my father had volunteered to participate in some secret testing program, or was another unwitting victim by a spiked hallucinogenic drink that U.S intelligence groups were infamous for during that period.

His sudden involuntary confinement in a mental hospital had been a complete surprise to my family, because by all accounts he had been an absolutely normal hard working conscious individual.

On July 26, 1949, he was discharged from Napa Hospital and returned home. It was just two months before he suffered a serious relapse of whatever happened to him in March of 1948, and that relapse literally horrified us in that small 3rd story apartment, and permanently tore my family apart.

Later, I discovered that my father’s presiding doctors were primarily U. S. military psychiatrists, and that there was some type of military station hospital at Napa that I can find no record of or what it was doing there.

My father’s primary and residing doctor was U.S. Navy Commander Dr. Wrenshall A. Oliver of 490 Post Street, San Francisco, CA. He was the director of clinical services, and a clinical instructor of Medical Neurology Psychiatry at Stanford University with the notorious CIA Station Chief of Vacaville Men’s Medical Facility, Dr. James A. Hamilton. There is some information that Dr. Oliver was also one of the founders of the World Psychiatry Association with the notorious Dr. Donald Ewen Cameron, who I will discuss later in Part 2.

There was staff physician U.S. Navy Captain Dr. Robert Louis Nattkamper, 4375 Argus Drive, San Diego, CA; and U. S. Army Captain Dr. Raymond George Berendsen, Chief Neurology Psychiatric State Hospital Station, Napa State Hospital; and U.S. Army Captain Dr. Joseph E. Lifschutz of Madigan Army Hospital, Tacoma, WA; Letterman Army Hospital, San Francisco, CA. Captain Lifshutz had been an intern at St. Elizabeths Hospital, Washington D.C. from 1949 to 1951 with Dr. Winfred Overholser, head of the Office of Strategic Services (OSS) "truth drug" committee that experimented with mescaline as a truth drug in 1943. Dr. Lifschutz was also a Psychiatry Resident at Langley Porter Clinic, San Francisco, CA from 1951 to 1952. Joseph E. Lifschutz, M.D., is now a retired psychoanalyst and clinical professor of health and medical sciences at UC Berkeley, is past president of the San Francisco Psychoanalytic Society.

The only known civilian on my father’s presiding medical staff was the late Dr. Joseph Carter Davis, MD of Meharry Medical School, 1951, Staff Resident of Napa State Hospital.

There was an unknown character on his presiding medical staff that I can’t identify, a Dr. Jewell; an allegedly totally unknown psychiatrist or mind control experimenter.

I discovered that Napa State Hospital claimed that his entire medical file from that commitment had allegedly been deliberately and conveniently destroyed.

Whatever happened to my father in that mysterious 1948 involuntary Navy commitment was now a government secret.


GOAL: Develop a truth drug that would force people to reveal their intermost secrets, and weakening, if not eliminating the free will in others.

Project CHATTER was an official U.S. Navy offensive versus defensive mind control program that began in the fall of 1947. Project CHATTER is still military top secret and classified.

Project CHATTER focused on the identification and testing of drugs for use in counter-intelligence activities; including interrogations and in the recruitment of agents.

Dr. Charles Savage of the U.S. Naval Medical Research Institute in Bethesda, Maryland headed the project until 1953 when the CIA’s MK Ultra Program began. The Bethesda naval medical facility was the hub of all navy medical centers, and whatever naval medical station that existed at Napa State Hospital.

Dr. Savage was a 1939 Yale Graduate, and a 1945 graduate of Pritzker Medical School at the University of Chicago. His research included laboratory experiments on animals and unwitting human subjects involving anabasis aphylla, scopolamine, and particularly mescaline. Dr. Savage conducted experiments with large dosages of mescaline to induce hallucinations expanding the Dachua Concentration Camp experiments. In other words, he induced schizophrenia with hallucinogenic drugs in unwitting subjects then studied and measured the reactions as they suffered hallucinations and delusions of reality. [4]

He was the medical director of the International Federation for Advanced Study (IFAS) in Menlo Park, CA founded by a shady intelligence figure, Captain Alfred Matthew Hubbard, known as the Johnny Appleseed of LSD.[5] Dr. Savage was the pipe piper of LSD. He was of first, most likely for the CIA, to use LSD for research in the United States. [6]

In 1957, Dr. Savage left Georgetown University for Stanford Research Institute’s Center for Advanced Study in Behavior Sciences in Palo Alto, CA, with Dr. Andre Weitzenhoffer, a Stanford University renown master hypnotist that did early work in particularly interest to the CIA’s Bluebird, and Artichoke assassination program, “The Production of Anti-Social Acts Under Hypnosis" (Weitzenhoffer, 1949), published in the Journal of Abnormal and Social Psychology.

Dr. Weitzenhoffer was an associate at the University of Oklahoma, and Oklahoma Veterans Administration with one of the military industrial-medical complexes most notorious mind controllers, the late Dr. Louis Joylon West. Dr. West in himself is another story for another day, but his appearance or any associates of his in any case sounds alarms. [7]

In 1959, he was a consultant at the Palo Alto Mental Health Research Institute (MHRI). [8] The MHRI was funded by the Josiah Macy Foundation, a front for the CIA’s MK Ultra mind control program. [9]
One of Dr. Savage’s colleagues at MHRI was the notorious OSS/CIA British mind binder psycho-anthropologist Dr. Gregory Bateson. Dr. Bateson in himself just like Dr. West, it is another story for another day, but his appearance alone in any case also sounds alarms. [10]

In 1959 along with Dr. Savage at a Macy/CIA sponsored LSD conference at Princeton University, Dr. Bateson said, “one of my interests is in something which I call "schizophrenia," in particular, in the formal patterns, the formal characteristics of experience of members of families containing schizophrenics.” [11]

In fact, Dr. Bateson’s post at MHRI was described: “…to continue its family research program in schizo-phrenia under the direction of Gregory Bateson and to enlarge this program to include delinquent and apparently normal families.” [12]

From 1957 to 1960, Dr. Savage must have been sort of a loan to MHRI, because he was also working for U.S. National Institute of Mental Health (NIMH) under another notorious mind control specialist, Dr. Robert Hanna Felix, that NIMH used as a secret conduit for CIA funds for the CIA’s MK Ultra programs. [13]

In 1960, Dr. Savage joined CIA station chief psychiatrist Dr. James Alexander Hamilton; CIA LSD consultant Dr. Don D. Jackson, and Dr. Wrenshall A. Oliver (see above) at Stanford University Medical Center.
Just prior to joining Stanford Medical Center, Dr. Savage made an alarming appearance at the Livermore TB Sanitarium in Livermore, CA as an associate psychiatrist from 1958 to 1960.

According to Dr. Savage, he had been transferred to the notorious Public Health Service (Tuskegee Syphilis Experiments). [14] Officers of the PHS are classified as non-combatants. Members of the PHS Commission Corps wear the same uniforms as the United States Navy with special corps insignia and hold ranks equivalent to those of naval officers.

What is particularly alarming and disturbing about this is that my oldest and baby sister may have been here at the time. Both had been diagnosis with as related to us as signs of TB exposure and were interned at the TB sanitarium.

The separation from my older sister was hard enough for our family, but when they took my baby sister it broke our hearts. She was the sweetness, darling, and cuteness child that there was. My brother and I loved to take her out, because people always stopped to admire her. We could sometimes collect at least a couple of dollars from her admirers.

I remember riding with my family for visits with them at the sanitarium, but I was too young for official visits. I wasn’t allowed in the building.

Once, I wasn’t going to be denied. I bolted into the building and up the stairs. I found my old sister with a group of girls her age. Then, I saw my baby sister along nearby in a crib. She was standing up in the crib crying, screaming and pleading with every once of her little body to go home. I was heartbroken and powerless to help her.

My baby sister was born in August of 1959. That faithful day at the sanitarium was sometime in the summer of 1960. I just wouldn’t appreciative the danger facing my sisters and family at the sanitarium. He was lurking just around the corner. Dr. Charles Savage, the notorious Nazi collaborator and military medical-industrial complex psycho-narco mind bender assassin was in the building.

At the sanitarium, Dr. Savage was continuing his research with hallucinogenics, particularly LSD, allegedly for therapeutic purposes. [15]

Why would tuberculosis sanitarium patients be appropriate for his type of psychoanalysis and psycho-catharsis studies with hallucinogenics? What the reason behind Dr. Bateson’s interest in families containing schizophrenics?

By the nature of his background and position in Project CHATTER, Dr. Savage was without doubt a keeper of secrets. Dr. Savage clandestine work at the sanitarium may have been far more sinister, chilling and an expansion of the Dark Creature’s work.

Was this just another yet convenient coincidence, or were these people monitoring and studying my family as an expansion of Nazi research and eugenic ideology?

Was this the real reason behind my mother and father’s separation; a mother’s instinct to protect her family from these Nazi collaborators, narco mind-benders, psycho-predators and assassins?

In 1953, Dr. Savage allegedly left the Navy and the U.S. Navy’s Project CHATTER officially ended. That was the same year that my father was permanently discharged from Napa State Hospital. Coincidence, I don’t believe so.


“The gatekeepers were on the four sides: east, west, north and south.” 1 Chronicles 9:24

“I believe that unnamed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. That is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.” Dr. Marin Luther King

“Harm not one hair of our people.” Kwame Ture (Stokely Carmichael, 1941-1998)

Since 2001, I have filed numerous requests for public records from the California Department of Mental Health, and U.S. Navy and Army pursuant to California Public Records Act, and Federal Freedom of Information Act to find out that these agencies seem to know nothing about the psychiatrists, my father’s confinement, or the naval medical station at Napa.

At Napa State Hospital, there was some type of military neurology psychiatric station. I had a picture taken during the early 1950’s at Napa State Hospital that referenced a naval hospital being on the site and acknowledged it in the background of the picture, but the picture disappeared from my office, and picture file on the office computer.

I also had obtained some of my father’s Napa State Hospital medical records found in his records after he died. I committed a cardinal error by working from his originals. I made a grave mistake by failing to copy his medical documents and work from the copies and safe keep the originals. While I was obtaining some reference materials at a local public library, my working files containing most of his original medical records were taken.

On two prior occasions, I witnessed unidentified Black males quickly rifle through my files at the library. One was a well dressed older man that I believed to have been the late Dr. Carlton Goodlett. Dr. Goodlett was the editor and owner of the Sun Newspaper Publishing Company, and I believe an old counter-intelligence CIA agent.

Also in about 2001, I had found the case number to my mother’s civil commitment of my father in his medical records. [16]

From his records, I gleaned that Doctors Burton W. Adams and McKay Pier were the medical examiners. The petition for commitment stated “that for the past week he had been hallucinating, inasmuch as he see imaginary objects and persons in the room, he talks incoherently about ‘golden slippers’ and the bible. At times, he does not know where he is, he makes motions with his hands, as if picking objects out of the air.” [17]

The medical examiners concluded that he was “confused, delusional, hallucinated. Make bizarre movements.” The tentative diagnosis was “schizophrenia”. [18]

On October 8, 1949, he was readmitted to Napa with “Dementia, Praecox, Paranoid Type”. [19]

It was the very same diagnosis as his mysterious March 6, 1948 U.S. Navy commitment. I natively went to the county courthouse, and asked for the file to be retrieved for my review. After checking the computer indexes, the clerk found it strange that she couldn’t find any reference to the case or my father. She then disappeared through one of the hallways in the back for about fifteen to twenty minutes. When she returned, she was accompanied by what seemed like a small committee of people of various races with stern expressions on their faces. They made it crystal clear to me in no uncertain terms that my father’s case file was locked in an upstairs vault, and I by no means was going to look at it. That was the end of that.

At the end of 2002, I had to abandon my office in downtown Oakland to a multiple-personality agent provocateur that was setting me up for a shooting. A Richmond police officer had given her a gun. She was cold, cunning, dangerous and suicidal.

She was a genuine multiple-personality that had been under my nose and I just did not connect the dots. For years, I allowed her to use by office to pursue her various lawsuits.

My original idea had been to build a litigation center for people in pro se to pursue their own lawsuits, but it kept turning into a shelter. It had become her shelter.

She had witnessed her father’s assassination by her mother when she was about thirteen years old. She was psychoanalyzed and probably fragmented and implanted with alternative personalities. She ended up at Boeing International in Palm Springs with a security clearance as some sort of sex slave for research doctors at the base. She said that she became pregnant by one of the doctors. She believed that she had been clandestinely intentionally exposed to radiation by her benefactors and lost the child.

Sometime in 2001, I asked her to leave the office after she kept harassing a man in the building accusing him of stalking her. She had a history of claiming that people were stalking, and harassing her with mimics, music and sounds.

The San Francisco Chronicle believed her and ran one of her stories about a man that lived directly underneath her apartment stalking her by mimicking her everyday movements.

I just didn’t get it until it had been confined to me in confidence that the building security surveillance cameras had proved her accusations against the man in the building were in fact false.

All of the signs of her mental instability, and multiple personality syndrome were there, but I just didn’t get it. I had prepared an appeal of her social security disability denial case for medical conditions, a disabling stomach ulcer. At some point prior to the appeal hearing, she handled her own appeal. Subsequently, I discovered that she was granted social security disability benefits for mental disabling conditions instead of a medical condition, and that she had two treating psychiatrist or psychologists all along.

Well, when I told her that she had to go it triggered an alternative protective violent and suicidal personality. She threatened to massacre people in the building that she felt were telling me lies about her.

At that time, I was afraid that she was indeed suicidal and homicidal. I let her stay if she started paying some of the office expenses. Cunningly, she started taking her portion of the rent for the office directly to building management to establish an evidential sublease against me and building management. Then, she literally took over my office and lease.

One evening at the office, she became obsessively overly protective, defensive and hostile when I refused to help her literally use lawsuits as a tool of coercion. She announced that she was giving me a thirty day notice that she was quitting her lease, then suddenly I observed her flesh tones flash and mannerisms change. Instantly, I suspected that she was flashing into one of her protective and violent personalities. She left the office in a fury. I suspected that she was going to get the gun that she kept in her car, and bolted out of the office down the back stairs to the back door.

At that point, I abandoned the office and went back only with witnesses, and when she wasn’t here to retrieve my working papers and files under the assumption that she was leaving the office to live with relatives, but she never left and didn’t intend to leave.

I later discovered that she had set me up for a self-defense shooting at the office on that evening. A couple days later, some investigators called me from the Oakland Police Department with an allegation that I had been stalking, threatening and harassing her.

She had told some of my associates and people in the building that she was afraid of me. I had threaten her life, and taken down the door to the office, stolen and destroyed her personal belongings, and had done other outrageous acts to terrorize her.

I wasn’t worried about her false allegations. I recalled what one of my confidents in the building told me earlier about the building security surveillance cameras and that the cameras would show that all the times that she said that I had threatened, harassed, or stolen and destroyed her belongings that I wasn’t in the building.

What I was afraid of was a face-to-face encounter with her. I knew that the police wouldn’t investigate anything if she shot me on a claim of self defense, because I believed that they were working together. On numerous occasions, she raved that she loved the police and wished for a police state. It would have been a perfect and justified shooting, I was big and black, and a historical brute.

In the process, I lost some very valuable research data in regards to my father’s case that had been removed from my office computer. I am certain that whoever removed the data understood all of my research, and where I going with that research.

In late 2003, I was severely poisoned by one of my next door neighbors. I had been leery of her when her husband told me that she worked for a group of lawyers. I have come not to trust too many lawyers.

However, on this faithful Saturday or Sunday afternoon, her 5 or 6 year old daughter was outside selling lemonade and cookies like out of a comic book. I wanted to support the child, but I waited and watched to see if anybody came back with any complaints about the food, but everything appeared to be normal.

In the late afternoon, I thought it was safe. I offered the girl a dollar for a couple cookies and a cup of lemonade. The child poured me a cup of lemonade from the pitcher like she had done for everyone else, but her mother suddenly said wait a minute you need some ice. She took the cup from me and took it into her back apartment. She returned and gave me the cup. I was so careless.

I was their last customer. They packed up and left. I sat on my front porch and ate the cookies and drank the lemonade. As soon as I entered the house and closed the door, I crumpled to the front with severe and crippling adnominal pain that balled me up on the hallway floor in a fetal position. I had been gravely poisoned.

I refused to go to the hospital. I was afraid of Kaiser. I didn’t report it to the Oakland Police Department, because I knew it would be useless. I stayed out of sight, and self treated with all types of home remedies for what seemed like a couple of months until I was well enough to reassume my daily activities. One of my activities took me to the Alameda County Criminal Courthouse on 6th and Washington Street in Oakland.

As I stood on the first floor hallway of the courthouse building with a small group of people, I observed my neighbor come down the second floor stairway. The second floor stairway leads to the Alameda County District Attorney’s office.

All along, she had been working for the Alameda County District Attorney, and under Chief Charles Plummer of the Alameda County Sheriff’s Department.

When she saw me, she didn’t speak but looked surprised that I wasn’t, I believe, dead.

Then there was a man named Harold Perry. Perry was part of the Old Oakland Southern Pacific Republican power structure. He was once one of a handful of Black attorney gatekeepers in Oakland during the late 1950’s and 1960’s. He worked with Hiawatha Roberts, Judge Horace Wheatley, and I believe the late Judge Clinton White.

Clinton White was infamous for his gate keeping part in the Zebra Murder cases of the early 1970’s that was a covert military counter-intelligence operation designed to demonize Black men and further divide and polarize the races. White represented a number of the Black Muslim defendants in the case while the controllers like Stanford Research Institute (SRI), and the mind-controlled assassin, Anthony Harris, walked away free. [20]

He was also a member of the University of San Francisco Dons Basketball team that won back-to-back national titles 1955-56. The team had been anchored by basketball Hall of Fame players, Bill Russell, and K.C. Jones.

I was in the Oakland Public library again. I had been exploring an Oakland community group called People United for a Better Life in Oakland (Pueblo). [21]

In 1989, I had discovered that they sounded an alarm about a possible measles outbreak and epidemic in Oakland from the influx of unvaccinated illegal Mexican immigrants. They were advocating mass free public measles vaccinations of recent Mexican immigrants, but that is not what happened.

The free mass measles vaccination campaign that they called for did take place, but started around the area of 73rd Avenue in Oakland, the predominately Black area of town.

I thought that was extremely suspect, and started exploring statistics for clusters of viral diseases like Aids, Hepatitis, and cancers in Oakland.
I had been in contact with Dr. Leonard G. Horowitz author of the book, “Emerging Viruses: AIDS & Ebola. Nature, Accident or Intentional”, and Alan Cantwell, author of “Aids and the Doctors of Death”.

Both Dr. Horowitz and Cantwell had accused the federal government of spreading epidemics, including AIDS and Hepatitis, through experimental and sometimes mandatory vaccinations with very convincing authorities.

From 1989 to 1991, Kaiser Permanente along with the L.A. County Department of Health and the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), had in fact covertly injected over 700 particularly Black children with an experimental measles vaccine Edmonston Zagreb measles vaccine (E-Z ) that had been responsible for the deaths of children in so-called Third World countries. [22]

So, I was in line at the reference desk, when a voice over my shoulder says something like, “wow, I am also interested in that subject.” It was an elder. It was Harold Perry. Again, I was so careless. At the time, it never occurred to me how did he knew just what I was studying, why and who I had been in contact with.

When Dr. Horowitz came to Oakland for a radio appearance, his shadow and gatekeeper was Harry Perry.

Perry suckered me into consulting with him about my various research projects that was allegedly along the lines of his own independent research. He asked to see some my research materials along with Dr. Horowitz’s book. I freely shared almost everything with my elder. He grabbed my research materials and walked briskly out of the library without looking back, and then antagonistically refused to return them.

At that point, I cut off all communications and contact with him. Perry was baiting me into a confrontation with him over my materials, but I suspected it was actually a ruse to provoke me.

Again, I was supposed to be a big black brute. Even a verbal confrontation with the elder would have sufficient grounds for a setup again, and place me in a bad light in the community.

I suspect that from all my ordeals with various gatekeepers, the surrounding facts, events, circumstances of my father’s illness, and the active and open U.S. Navy involvement in his mysterious 1948 confinement, and discovery of U.S. military station personnel surrounding his confinement and treatment at Napa State Hospital and my sisters at the Livermore TB Sanitarium, I was certain that my father had in fact been a human experimentation subject for a secret military experimental mind control/drug program, most likely Project CHATTER.


“The key to the whole case is through the looking glass. Black is white and white is black. I don't want to be cryptic, but that's the way it is.” New Orleans D.A., Jim Garrison, Quote from the movie JFK

The real secret behind Project CHATTER was the” Dark Creature” of Nazi Germany. It was the continuation, development and extension of concentration camp mind control/drug research of the SS. This time their victims weren’t the communist, French resistance fighters, Russians, and “Untermenschen”, the so-called sub races of Europe, but American citizens like my father.

Nazi Germany’s SS division was a fanatical occultist secret state clan and the world greatest mass-murderers under the command of Reichsfuhrer Heinrich Himmler. The mythical legend of King Arthur and the Round Table, the Thule Society and the Vatican Jesuit Sect were some of the inspiration behind the formation of the SS.

The SS was also the vanguard for the complete Aryanization of Germany & the World, and a return to paganism as the basis of state religion. Members of the SS were initiated into a mythical Cult of Aryan Knighthood. Under the penalty of death, each member swore allegiance to Himmler, Hitler and Nazi Hierarchy and absolute secrecy. Himmler’s military arm under the SS was the Waffen.

The SS was solely responsible for concentration camps, and annihilation of non Aryan races to insure their mythical “root race” racial purification of the earth. During World War II, the Beast was mainly responsible for the death and destruction of at least 25 million people.

After the war, though it’s Technical Mission in Europe, the US Navy actively sought, recruited and hired spies, counter-intelligence agents, interrogation experts, teams and technicians of SS Major General Reinhard Gehlen’s Eastern European Spy Network, and Gestapo mind control and behavior modification scientists [23] even though the Nuremberg Tribunal had designed the SS and Gestapo as major Nazi war criminal organizations. [24]

An entire network of the SS and Gestapo went to work for the United States. Some of those in that network were directly involved in mescaline drug research on concentration camp prisoners and continued that research in the United States through Project Paperclip.

Project Paperclip was the code name under which the U.S. intelligence and military services extracted over a thousand German scientists from Nazi Germany.

AN UNHOLY ALLIANCE: Dr. Savage, Nazis, Dr. Kurt Beringer & the University of Heidelberg

In 1959, Dr. Savage admitted that he had direct contact with Dr. Kurt Beringer, the foremost authority on chemical induced alter states of consciousness.

Dr. Savage said that he learned from Dr. Beringer “… that LSD produced “ein siiser Rausch” than mescaline, I begin to use it and have been working with it on and off every since.” [25]

Rausch in German basically means altered states induced by intoxication. In other words, LSD induced a more profound state of altered consciousness than mescaline.

Here most significantly, Dr. Savage strongly implies that the U.S. Navy had access to experimental LSD before 1949.

Dr. Savage continued to reveal the continued offensive versus defensive nature of this work at the Livermore TB Sanitarium, and suggests he was expanding the Nazi pharmacological research of Dr. Kurt Beringer in inducing altered states of consciousness offensively: “At the present time, I am consultant to the Palo Alto Mental Research Institute, where Dr. (Joe K.) Adams and Dr. (Don D.) Jackson are working on the influences of LSD on personality structure and defenses: LSD heightens, mobilizes, outlines, and liquidates defenses, and how these defenses are subsequently dealt with in psychotherapy…primary focus have not been therapy per se (emphasis mine), but research in therapy and personality structure, though from time to time we see surprising therapeutic reactions from LSD. I am also using it strictly for therapy at the Livermore Sanitarium. [26]

Dr. Kurt Beringer (1893-1949) was an interesting character of Nazi Germany. Research on hallucinogenic altered states has its roots with the “Father of Psychedelic Experiences”, Dr. Beringer. He was the first to describe the effects of mescaline in detail in his landmark studies in 1927 “Kunstlisches Psychomodell” and “De Meskalinrausch” establishing the groundwork for the experimental psychosis model.

Research conducted by Beringer at the University of Heidelberg Psychiatric Clinic in the late 1920s underlined mescaline’s capacity to similarly stir delusions and hallucinations, paranoia and depersonalization, especially when administered in higher dosage.

During the war, the SS and Nazi Gestapo viciously physically tortured their victims to extract information, but also explored psycho-chemical means of psychological torture as a means to interrogate and kill victims by using drugs such as mescaline, and insulin-shock processes.

Himmler’s SS and the Nazi Party exploited all of Germany’s institutions of higher learning to expand its worldview, eugenic projects, and macabre euthanasia programs of mass-murder, mayhem and slaughter of the old, infirm, mentally ill, handicapped, and so-called sub races of Europe.

Thousands of cadavers of the tortured were turned into eugenic research material and scientific specimens for studies by institutions such as the University of Heidelberg.

Professor of "racial hygiene", Dr. Carl Schneider, Chairman of the Department of Psychiatry of the Department of Psychiatry, and Dean of the Faculty of Medicine of the University of Heidelberg conducted psychological assessments of children that were condemned to die by the Nazis, and had their brains collected, dissected and studied as scientific specimens after they were murdered. [27]

Whatever Dr. Beringer was doing with his mescaline-induced hallucinations and insulin-shock therapy studies at Neuropsychiatric Clinic at Freiburg, and the University of Heidelberg were of military value to the SS and the National Socialist Workers Party (NSDAP). [28] Heidelberg was a stronghold of the NSDAP.

During the "Crystal Night" (Kristallnacht) on November 9, 1938, the people of Heidelberg burned down synagogues at two locations in the city, and systematic deported Jews, and sent 150 Jews to Dachau concentration camp. [29] By 1939, the University lost one third of its staff due to the purge of Jews and non Aryans. [30]

On October 22, 1940, during the "Wagner Buerckel event" 6000 local Jews, including 280 from Heidelberg were deported and sent to Camp Gurs in France. [31]

By the end of the war in 1945, Professors Beringer and Schneider were colleagues at the University of Heidelberg. They had to have been Waffen SS, Nazis, or Nazi collaborators due to the purges, internment, and deportation of Jews, non Aryans, and enemies of the state from the university and city, because that was all that was left there at the university.

From 1936 to 1940, Beringer's study of mescaline-induced hallucinations and insulin-shock therapy at the Neuropsychiatric Clinic at Freiburg, Baden-Wuttenberg, Germany was funded by the Rockefeller Foundation.[32] Very little is known what he was working with, but Dr. Savage suggests that was still exploring the altered states of hallucinogenic drugs.

From 1940-1945, Dr. Beringer’s hallucinogenic drug research was funded by the Nazis, and the Nazis may have known about LSD soon after it was discovered by the Swiss chemist Dr. Albert Hofmann. [33]

In 1938, Dr. Hofmann was the first to synthesize LSD-25 at Sandoz Pharmaceuticals in Basel, Switzerland.

On April 16, 1943, Hofmann accidentally discovered the hallucinogenic effects of LSD, and by April 19, 1943, Hofmann undertook the first self-experiment with LSD. [34]

The history of LSD then jumps to its first report in a Swiss pharmacological journal in 1947, then to 1949 when Dr. Max Rinkel brought LSD to the United States from Sandoz Pharmaceuticals in Switzerland and initiated work with LSD in Boston. [35]

The history of LSD from 1943 to 1947 is missing, and not accounted for. Dachau Concentration Camp was no more than 200 miles from Hofmann at Sandoz. [36]

Hofmann’s co-researcher at Sandoz, Dr. Werner A. Stoll, the son of the owner of Sandoz conducted the initial experiments with Delysid at Burghoeltzli Psychiatric Institute in Zurich. Delysid was the Sandoz’s trade name for LSD. [37]

Hofmann and Stoll found that Delysid was some five thousand to ten thousand times more potent than an equivalent dose of mescaline, the substance LSD-25 most closely resembled, and discussed Beringer’s landmark studies on mescaline, and his finding of the similarly between mescaline intoxication and psychosis.

They found that Beringer’s conclusion on the similarly between mescaline and psychosis was echoed and confirmed by some recent researchers, notably E. Guttmann and G. T. Stockings. "Mescaline intoxication," the latter had written in 1940, "is indeed a true 'schizophrenia' if we use that word in its literal sense of 'split mind,' for the characteristic effect of mescaline is a molecular fragmentation of the entire personality, exactly similar to that found in schizophrenic patients.” [38]

They understood full well that their findings on Delysid were on the thresholds of Beringer’s research on going at the University of Freiburg in Germany, which was less than 50 miles away from the Sandoz lab.

Notably, Beringer at that time, the dean of the University of Freiberg Medical School, was conducting questionable eugenic based brain research of military value to the Nazis. [39]

It would have been natural for Dr. Beringer to be informed of discovery of Delysid and receive samples, which he had in fact received for research sometime soon after Hofmann’s discovery. [40]

After the war, Professor Beringer most likely had been taken as a war booty Project Paperclip scientist to have been available to the U.S. Navy and Dr. Savage before he died in 1949. Allegedly, his colleague Professor Schneider committed suicide in 1945 rather than face prosecution for war crimes of inhumanity to man. [41]

Dr. Savage was the prodigy of the “Dark Creature” and its fanatic mythological ideology of Aryan racial superiority, fiendish eugenic beliefs, and macabre mind bending and control experiments.

THE BEAST'S BLUEPRINT: The Dachau Concentration Camp Mescaline Experiments

After the war, the Navy’s intelligence officers also came across Nazi research papers on truth serums field tests that were conducted at Dachau concentration camp in Germany by Waffen SS Hauptsurmfuehrer, Dr. Kurt Plotner.

Dr. Plotner gave Jewish and Russian prisoners high doses of mescaline and watched them display schizophrenic behavior.

According to Plotner, the prisoners began to talk openly of their hatred of German captors, and to make confessional statements about their psychological makeup.

Reading Dr. Plotner’s reports the US Naval Intelligence officers discovered the Dark Creature had experimented with some success with mescaline as a speech and even truth-inducing drug, enabling interrogators to extract even the most intimate secrets from the subject when questions were cleverly put.

Plotner also reported researches into mescaline’s potential as an agent of behavior modification and mind control. According to concentration camp prisoner research team member Walter Neff, the goal of the Dachau experiments was "to eliminate the will of the person examined." Large doses of Mescaline were administered covertly by spiking prisoners' drinks and studying their schizoprehenic behavior. [42]

Some accounts link Neff and Dr. Plotner with the Himmler’s Ahnenerbe SS (Aryan) research teams. Himmler’s Ahnenerbe research files were confiscated after the war by U.S. military intelligence and remain to this day military top secret information. [43]

In 1945, Dr. Plotner was directly recruited by the U.S. Navy in Operation Paperclip to continue his field tests, experiments and counter-intelligence activities, and then he simply walked free and disappeared from records.

One of the men behind Dr. Plotner’s experiments was none other SS Dr. Walter Dornberger, an ardent Nazi. [44] Dr. Dornberger supervised Nazi Germany’s infamous Rocketeers like SS Dr. Werner von Braun, another ardent Nazi was the founder of America’s NASA program. [45]

As I sat with my father for hours watching him enter in and out of a conscious void, I had no idea what he had been through. I had no idea that he had been tortured. I had no idea of the degree of my mother’s heroic efforts to keep us all together, protect and shield us from the BEAST. Both of them died relatively young, and I suspect that the stress and strain of what they had endured contributed to their early death. I only wish that I knew what I know now. I may have been able to comfort them and express my heartfelt appreciation and immense respect during their lives for their heroic battles with the BEAST.

[2] Allison, Ralph, M.D., Abstract, MPD and DID are Two Different Post-Traumatic Disorders, 1995
[3] Mescaline & The Mad Hatter (Dr. John Smythies, British Psychiatrist), Time, Monday, July 13, 1953
[4] Abramson, H.A., The Use of LSD in Psychotherapy, Transactions of a Conference of LSD-25, Princeton University, April 22, 23 & 24, 1959
[6] LSD and Psychotherapy,
[7] Freedom, A Clockwork Orange Career, The maestro of “mind-control” continues to haunt America,
[8] Supra, at fn. 4
[10] Cuddy, Dennis, PhD., Mental Health, Education and Social Control, Part 13, http://
[11] Supra, at fn. 4.

[13] Chaitkin, Anton, British psychiatry: from eugenics to assassination, July 2002,
[14] Id. at fn. 4
[15] Id., at 4.
[16] In re Rayford Bullock, Alameda County Courthouse, Case No. 21645
[17] My personal notes from his stolen medical records
[18] Id.
[19] Id.
[20] Brussell, Mae, Why was Patty Hearst Kidnapped?, Realist, February 1974,

[23] Brussell, Mae, The Nazi Connection to the JFK Assassination, The Rebel, November 22, 1983,
[24] War Crimes and Criminals,

[25] Id.
[26] Supra, Id. at fn. 4
[27] Bureigh, M. Death and Deliverance: ‘Euthanasia in Germany, 1900-1945
[28] http://
[29] Id.
[30] Id.
[31] Id.
[33] Acid Dreams Time-Line,
[34] id.
[35] Id.
[36] Marks, John, The Search for the Manchurian Candidate, Chapter 2, http://
[37] Stevens, Jay, Storming Heaven, LSD & The American Dream, Publisher: Perennial Library

[38] “mescaline intoxication is indeed a true schizophrenia …" Robert S. De Ropp, Drugs and
the Mind, pp. 177-79.
[39] Research Report, The Rockefeller University, Spring 2001,
[40] Hofmann admits psychiatrists were given samples soon after the discovery of LSD, See Stanislav Grof interviewing Dr. Albert Hofmann at the Esalen Institute in Big Sur, California, 1984,
[41] http://

[42] Blackman, Shane, Chilling Out: The Cultural Politics of Substance Consumption, Youth and Drugs, page 33
[43] Levenda, Peter, Unholy Alliance: A History of Nazi Involvement with the Occult, page 273; Kater, Michael H., Das “Ahnenerbe” der SS 1933-1945, Ein Beitrag zur Kulturpolitik des dritten
[44] Walter Dornberger Summary,
[45] Wernher von Braun,

PROPHETIC JUSTICE, The Destruction of the Spiritual Kingdom of Bishop-King Louis H. Narcisse

Prevent the rise of a "messiah" who could unify, and electrify…” FBI-Cointelpro Program, February 29, 1968

Through a secret program called the Counter Intelligence Program (COINTELPRO), there was a concerted effort to subvert the will of the people to avoid the rise "of a black Messiah" that would mobilize the African-American community into a meaningful political, spiritual and religious force.

From December 1963 until his death in 1968, Martin Luther King, Jr. was the target of an intensive campaign by the Federal Bureau of Investigation to "neutralize" him as an effective civil rights leader. In the words of the man in charge of the FBI's "war" against Dr. King: No holds were barred: “We have used [similar] techniques against Soviet agents. [The same methods were] brought home against any organization against which we were targeted. We did not differentiate. This is a rough, tough business.”

Mount Zion Spiritual Temple in West Oakland was founded by a remarkable man and extraordinary gospel vocalist and musician, the Late Bishop-King Louis H. Narcisse. He was born Louis Herbert Narcisse on April 27, 1921 in New Orleans, Louisiana. He was the youngest son of Stella and Jesse Narcisse. His father, Jesse passed before his birth. The youngest of four siblings, King Narcisse came from a deeply religious family. At an early age, young Louis knew that he had been touched by the hand of God. King Narcisse was called into the ministry in the summer of 1939.

The Lord spoke to him in 1943, saying go to California and establish a temple and help my people. The Lord brought a young Louis H. Narcisse to settle in the Oakland-San Francisco Bay Area. Good paying jobs brought thousands of black people West during the war including my father who settled in Oakland in 1939 or 1940.

From 1940 to 1945, the Oakland Black population grew from less than 3 percent to 12.4 percent. 1945 marked the end of the Great War with Nazi Germany. That year Mt. Zion Spiritual Temple was founded by King Narcisse in the heart of the vibrant Black Community in West Oakland.

By 1950, San Francisco's Black population had jumped to 43,000, and the Black population in Richmond, Oakland and Vallejo had increased tenfold. With the influx of Blacks came hundreds of black writers, entertainers, sports stars, religious leaders and a vibrant and rich Black culture developed in West Oakland. Many deeply religious families that migrated west from the southern belt needed a new church home, which included my grandfather, the Late Rev. Luke Blueford, and his family that also found their home in West Oakland.

It should be no surprise that King Narcisse founded a “spiritualist” church. He was brought up around New Orleans’ perpetual wealth of Black religious experiences blending African beliefs, rituals and practices with Catholic and Protestant religions. The New Orleans "Spiritual" religion, a blend Spiritualism, Voodoo, Catholicism and Pentacostalism, is unique among African-American "Spiritual" religions in its use of "Spirit Guides" in worship service and in the forms of ritual possession that its adherents practice. Members of these churches hold two views on the birth of their religion. Some say that it is an outgrowth of Marie Laveau's Voodoo tradition in the city. Others claim that the religion began when Mother Leafy Anderson of Chicago came to the Anglophone Uptown area of New Orleans in 1920 to organize the "Eternal Life Christian Spiritualist Association." [1]

But one of the most uniquely important features of King Narcisse’s church that radically departed from other Black churches was the development of a Black Diocese, an administrative hierarchy-territorial unit administrated by a bishop. [2] It was straight out of the book from the Vatican in Rome.

Another absolutely extraordinary brilliant, innovative and revolutionary feature of King Narcisse’s church was his “Kingdom.” [3] The Church was governed by a monarchy, which included kings, queens, dukes, earls, princes and princesses, etc, straight out of the book from the Bible (Kings 1 & Kings 2) and the British Empire. Mount Zion Spiritual Temple was ruled by a spiritual king, and that’s why he was referred to by title as “His Grace” King Louis H. Narcisse.

There was something else. King Narcisse morphed most all of the Church and Kingdom’s real estate holdings into a little known and seldom used ancient ecclesiologic-legal creature called, Corporation Sole. Corporation Sole is a corporate creature generally recognized by most states of the union. It would turn out to be a master maneuver and brilliant strategy to preserve the Church and the Kingdom.

In California, Corporation Sole may be formed by the bishop, chief priest of any religious denomination or Church for the purpose of administrating and managing the affairs, and properties of the Church. [4]

Another important feature of his Church and Kingdom was its reliance on complete “self governance and self sufficiency.” King Narcisse’s dream was to establish a completely self sufficient kingdom community in the Sacramento California Valley. At the time of his death, he had land banked at least twenty or more lots for future development of the Kingdom’s self sufficient community with farms, homes, schools, churches, and hospitals. [5]

King Narcisse had been renowned for his seemingly harsh Sunday collection policies. He was known to lock the doors of the church until after midnight until suitable amounts of money were collected. As a manchild growing up in West Oakland, our clue was when the ushers started closing the aisle curtains. At that point, we all bolted out of the church.

There was something wonderfully strange and mysterious about his Sunday church services that fascinated us. It was more than the King; candles; the dark, moving spiritual music, the presence of the Holy Ghost, speaking in tongue, and shouting that lured my sister and I to the church. I can still recall my mother listening to the King's services over the radio. I can can still hear the voices and the stirring music. I was raised in and around the Black religious experiences in West Oakland. As a child, our family was in the church what seemed like endless hours in fellowship with different Churches, which should have included Mt. Zion. The Church was unique and unlike anything we had had known growing up in the Church. Our gang from Cypress Village Housing Project around 8th and Cypress Street often visited the church with me, but we were all so poor and had nothing to offer.

King Narcisse lived lavishly as a King, but I discovered that this remarkable man was taking tiles that he was receiving from his parishioners and the poor and investing in property in the name of the Kingdom and the Church. He promised, and was quietly preparing a self sufficient place, refuse and safe haven for his people in their lifetime.

At the time of his death in 1989, the Church was richly endowed with real estate holdings worth I estimate about a half billion dollars in Arizona, California, Illinois, Michigan, New Mexico and Louisiana.

There was a dark side of the Church. As a manchild, we were warned that we should never be caught alone with King Narcisse. He would often invite West Oakland youth to ride in his classic Rolls Royce Phantom, but we also rode with the former Late 31st Governor of California Goodwin Jess Knight.

The urban legend was that King Narcisse liked boys, and the Church was a cult and den of homosexuality. My older sister and her friend were frightened away from Church by an aggressive lesbian. They were junior high school students at the time.

In 1962, the Diocese of Mt. Zion Spiritual Temple claimed two million people in the United States, Africa, France and Sweden. [6] King Narcisse’s diocese had an extremely huge following. Mt. Zion’s membership was remarkably culturally diversified which must have included gays as such as other churches. During my adolescence in West Oakland, I have never seen or experienced any inappropriate behavior regarding or surrounding Mt. Zion Spiritual Temple or King Narcisse with boys. Yet, it may have taken place. I just don’t know. However, I believe King Narcisse’s ultimate legacy will be his ecclesial organizational, financial genus and his spiritual undying love for God, and his people.

King Narcisse’s ultimate vision was that the Church live perpetually. He unselfishly laid the foundation and the groundwork for the Church to live forever as a self sufficient institutional spiritual benevolent diversified Kingdom nation and a civil-human rights platform for the benefit of our people, and that was a big problem in America.

During the early sixties, Blacks in New Orleans asserted themselves in the civil rights movement inspired by Dr. Martin Luther King and the Southern Leadership Conference and demanded the right to vote in the State of Louisiana. New Orleans’ Blacks that registered to vote suffered from a so-called “white backlash”. Hundreds of Black residents lost their jobs, and were kicked out of their homes, and off welfare rolls.

King Narcisse brought the Kingdom to New Orleans to aid his people with spiritual support, food, rent payments, and money for utility bills for those that stood up to the system, and that was a problem in America.

In San Francisco, during the massive destruction of the Historic Fillmore District Black Community during so-called 1960’s urban redevelopment, it was King Narcisse that met with George Christopher, the Mayor of San Francisco to express his people’s protest that the real purpose of redevelopment was Negro Removal from the city [7], and that was a problem in America.

In Oakland, King Narcisse helped the needy. The Church and Kingdom clothed, fed the poor and hungry, which I believe my family had been recipients. He began to understand the heroic struggle of his people expressed through Huey P. Newton and the Black Panther Party for Self Defense. I believe that he aided the party’s community programs, and that was a problem in America.

Before his death, King Narcisse tried unsuccessfully to buy the radio station KDIA to reserve it for his people. For decades, KDIA was the Black Community’s radio station and access to the public airways. Monday through Saturday, it was community voices, forums, news and the rhythms, blues and beats of our nation. On Sundays, it was dedicated to the voice of our religious leaders and community, and to the spiritual music of our people. It caused a public uproar when it was discovered that the radio station was going to be sold to others silencing the Oakland-San Francisco Black Communities. To under mind King Narcisse, the radio station was subsequently sold to Bay Area Black political figures Willie Brown and Elihu Harris and then the station was quietly delivered over to others ending decades of the Black community’s access to the public airways.

On February 2, 1989, King Narcisse passed away at 67 years old at his 42 room King’s Palace mansion in Detroit, Michigan. The Kingdom had a church and large following in the city. Some members of the Church believe that King Narcisse was murdered. There are many suspicious circumstances surrounding his death, but there is no doubt as to what happened to the Kingdom of “His Grace” Louis H. Narcisse after his death.

After the passing of Great King Narcisse, there was a classic church fight revolving around the control of the Church’s Board of Trustees. The Church, Mount Zion Spiritual Temple, had been incorporated in California as a nonprofit religious corporation, but the genius of King Narcisse had shrouded the true power of the Church into truly classical enigmas of ecclesiastical dogmas, and monarchy dominion.

The reactionary racist cabal and extremely violent fascist forces knew the secret, and could only penetrate and solve the King’s great enigma to destroy the Black Kingdom was to get the King’s most inner circle to selfishly look at the trees and “miss the HEAVENLY FOREST.”

In California, the entire multi-million dollar Kingdom was placed into the hands of King Narcisse’s private secretary, Princess Lillian Roberts. Princess Roberts had been a longtime devoted follower of King Narcisse, and parishioner of the Church Kingdom, but she was limited by her extreme lack of ecclesiastic credentials, organizational skills and experience. She was patently unable to manage the affairs of a multi-million dollar and multi-layered ecclesiastical diocese and a monarchy dominion. That was the plan.

In the shadows of the death of King Narcisse in Detroit, burning of the King’s Palace and the destruction of the Kingdom in Michigan was the lurking pastor of the Church, Rev. Arthur B. Burnett, an extremely shallow individual. Upon King Narcisse’s death, the Detroit palace burned to the ground. The Church and all of the Kingdom’s real estate holdings in Michigan were under handedly illegally sold through straw men, and forged deeds.

In a bold and patently illegal more, Princess Roberts became a probate administrator of the California Probate Estate of Louis H. Narcisse and the President of the Church Board of Trustees, a bald-faced conflict of interest. With the aid and support of the who and the they, she fraudulently poured all of the Church’s charitable assets and real estate holdings into the estate under the watch of the probate court, and control of the San Francisco Law Firm of Hunter and Bovarnick. Hunter and Bovarnick had been the King’s long time legal advisers and understood the keys to the Kingdom. There in probate court they began to dismantle, sale off and illegally deeded away the Church Kingdom’s real estate holdings, piece by piece, brick by brick.

One of the loose ends and paper trails exposing their criminal enterprise to destroy the Church Kingdom of King Narcisse was the Church’s library and mediation-spiritual center at 744 Calmar in Oakland. This extremely valuable house and lot in the Oakland-Piedmont area appeared early in the probate case as a hotly contested piece of property. [8] This property was held in Narcisse’s Corporation Sole, and remained charitable property of the Church Kingdom. Under Corporation Sole, Narcisse was only the administrator of the property for the Church and the Church only. Upon Narcisse’s death, the property passes to the next King and Spiritual leader of the Church under his or her Corporation Sole. [9]

Suddenly this valuable piece of real estate just dropped from the probate case. Following the paper trail, it was fraudulently deeded over to a set of straw people, and then sold to private parties for close to a half a million dollars. The money disappeared and so did Princess Roberts and Hunter and Bovarnick’s Church opposition.

But all of these transactions by the nature of King Narcisse’s egimas had left a blatant paper trail of fraud, criminal misconduct, conflict of interest, and governmental corruption of monumental proportions.

It was a struck of pure faith that I came together again with Mount Zion Spiritual Temple at a religious and business meeting under the direction of Dr. Eddie C. Welbon.

I had been on the run in Oakland since I had been setup for I suspected an attempt against my life. I abandoned my office of 10 years to a true multiple personality disordered female that I had allowed to share my office space after she vowed to slaughter people in the building. The police had given her a gun. She had setup a scenario with the police that I had harassed and threatened her life. I had learned from a confident in my office building that the building surveillance was a silent witness that saved him from one of her false charges of harassment against him. The surveillance proved that at the times she said he was harassing her he wasn’t in the building. One evening, she became aggressive and flashed into one of her over protective vengeance personalities and left the building. I figured that she was going to get the gun that she kept in her car. As soon as she left the office, I packed up as much of my files that I could carry and bolted down the back stairs and out of the backdoor. I didn’t return to the office unless it was clear that she was gone to continue to carry away my files. Within days, the Oakland Police Department called me with charges that I had harassed and threatened her life, but I had the building surveillance system to prove that all the times that I was supposed to be harassing and threatening her I wasn’t in the building.

Among other things, I had been working on the sensitive Charles Gregory case. Charles Gregory was an Oakland prominent Black multi-genus contractor-lawyer. He was also a gifted Tuskegee educated physicist.

Charles’ plane went down like John Kennedy Jr.’s plane, straight down killing him and his wife and two children. Before his body was cold, the who and they were in his office removing computer hard drives, deeds, maps, files, telephone logs and documents. Charles Gregory was a brilliant investor, urban planner and strategist. As King Narcisse, he had land banked numerous pieces of properties in key and vital development areas in the cities of Oakland-San Leandro-Hayward. He had pioneered the concept of urban municipal infill development.

Gregory Construction Company had an exclusive Oakland city contract to infill develop about ten pieces of municipal properties. Charles had been scheduled to sign the city contract the day after he died. After his death, his city contract disappeared and the city denied even knowing Charles Gregory.

Charles had also been a U.S. Air Force reserve officer. He had preformed some type of duties for the air force at the highly secret Lancaster-Palmdale Edwards Air Force Base in Southern California. The air force also denied having any knowledge of his service. Charles also worked for the government as a nuclear physicist. The who and the they that took his plane down killing him and his family were high level governmental assassins.

But what set Charles out from others was his love for God, and his people; it was July 1990 when Charles met with Nelson Mandela then the President of the African National Congress during his celebrated visit in Oakland. Charles shared with Mandela his plans to create, manage and fund a center for a new revolutionary “Black Brain Trust” in West Oakland. The center would intensively train Black children in business finance, industry, management and development. They would then fan out across the country and the world to setup independent Black business spheres. Mandela thought it was brilliant idea, and it was a brilliant initiative, but that was a problem in America. Charles was also spearheading local Black economic empowerment projects in West Oakland. He was involved with tenants at the Acorn Project in a revolutionary project for the tenants to self own (condo) their units. He was also involved in a sensitive project for a locally owned business-housing development project at old West Oakland Clawson Elementary School.

Within two years of his historic meeting with the heroic Mandela, Charles Gregory, a prominent and true Black intelligential of enormous importance to the Black Community, World and rare shining prince of our people was dead, and most of his land development ideas, plans and projectss were now in the hands of people surrounding the City of Oakland & East Bay Asian Local Development Company.

Most of Charles’ white and black business associates, confidents and partners, particularly the white, turned multi-millionaires. They would also deny his name and existence. Now, the who and the they are trying to run Black people and his extended family out of town.

It took a great deal of courage and risk for Dr. Eddie C. Welbon to take me in and provide me with a small office working space. He had been warned but he defied them. The person who will try to restore the Kingdom of “His Grace” Bishop-King Louis H. Narcisse would have to possess a great of courage and risk life and limp.

One day, Dr. Welbon asked me to sit in on a meeting of Church parishioners that were fighting to get their Church back. I was instantly taken aback when I entered the conference room. Sitting around the conference table were some of the most wonderfully beautiful Black and justified people that I had ever seen to be a church group. They were strangely familiar. Gradually, an amazing spiritual experience began to overwhelm me. It was as if I had always known them. I reached my soul. Where have I met these people before? It was almost as if my late mother was in the room telling me, “You know them.”

It was about November 2004, it was Queen Mother Lilly Mae Jefferson, Queen of the Northern Hemisphere, Archbishop Chester Nelson, Archbishop Murphy, Bishop Betty Johnson, Countess Mario Love, Princess Baby Grace and other members of King Narcisses’ Mount Zion Spiritual Church. They were King Narcisse’s most devoted inter circle, the people of the Kingdom that never lost sight of the HEAVENLY FOREST. From that day on, I Am PRINCE.

Instantly, I flashed back to the April 12, 1968 funeral of Little Bobby Hutton at Ephesians Church of Christ in Berkeley, CA. Bobby and I had been some of the youngest members of the Black Panther Party for Self Defense. I had watched him grow. Little Bobby loved the party and his ever increasing leading role in the battle for human rights, universal justice and freedom. Now we were burying him. As we marched into the church, the Great Bishop E.E. Cleveland was struck by the fact that we were so young. He bellowed something in his big bass voice like look at all of these kids. They should be in school and enjoying their youth instead of out here on the frontlines for you all. At hearing that I almost fainted, because in those moments of great sadness and grief, I had forgotten that I shouldn’t have been there burying my friend that had been shot in so many pieces that he had to be sewed back together with needle and thread. We should have been playing sports, or enjoying the sunshine laughing and talking with our families, friends, and girlfriends. At that moment, I lost my breath and almost fell to the floor. But we were the justified, we were Princes of our people, the forces that killed Little Bobby knew to strike the Princes, and you spiritually strike and weaken the very heart of our people.

“When the princes … take the lead, when the people willingly offer themselves- praise the LORD!” Judges 5:2 [10]

King Narcisse’s concept to make straight our people’s universal struggle for justice into the spiritual mysteries of the religion of our people, and then shrouded it around a sovereign kingdom was godly brilliant. We were not just kids, but PRINCES around which our people and others of conviction would have spiritually and willingly offered themselves to the struggle to see the HEAVENLY KINGDOM. [11]

It was no coincidence that Little Bobby’s slaying on April 6, 1968 came on the eve of Dr. Martin Luther King’s April 4 assassination, it is a little known fact but the late celebrated Academy Award winning actor Marlon Brandon’s visit to Oakland to meet with the Panthers was going to be on the eve of a historical event that would have shook the nation. The slaying of the King of Peace by the who and the they moved and turned the hearts of people of all races and religions all over the world. It struck and moved the hearts of the stars of Hollywood; Marlon Brandon was in Oakland as a representative of Hollywood’s biggest and most influential stars, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis, Jr., etc., to offer their support to the lead of Princes and Princesses of the Panthers in the universal and spiritual battle for human rights, justice and freedom. [12]

The who and the they had to do something and do it quick, so they ambushed the Panthers, their spiritual enemies, while we had been grieving the death of the King with our people, and single-mindedly concentrating on the upcoming Free Huey Rally to lift the spirits of the people at Defremery Park in West Oakland. The rally was scheduled for the next day. They ambushed the Panthers to slander the names of Princes of the people under false charges that the Panthers attempted to kill them[13], with the intent to scare away the people of all nations from offering themselves to a justified struggle with the Princes and Princesses of the Black Panther Party for Self Defense at the lead.

The Oakland Police Officer Association slapped Brandon with a defamation lawsuit when he publicly denounced the slaying of Little Bobby as an execution. Little Bobby was unarmed and in the process of surrendering peacefully when he was killed. [14]

King Narcisse’s Mt. Zion Spiritual Temple Diocese and Kingdom Monarchy was Prophetic Justice. I am not sure what divine force brought the people of the Kingdom to Dr. Eddie C. Welbon. Faith and Fate truly must have been with them. Dr. Welbon is one of the only few, if any, among the Black Clergy with the spiritual fitness, moral courage, devout strength and prophetic vision to face and defy with conviction the powerful and immoral forces seeking to the destroy the Kingdom of the Late “His Grace” Bishop-King Louis H. Narcisse.

On April 28, 2005, the Bishops of the Diocese of Mt. Zion Spiritual Temple named and anointed Rev. Bishop Dr. Eddie C. Welbon as the successor to the throne of the Late King Narcisse and that was one of the keys to the Kingdom that was shrouded ecclesiastically, Narcisse’s Prophetic Justice. [15] This battle to defend and restore the Church and Kingdom was now justified.

In May 2005, pursuant to the Palace Rules of the Kingdom as set forth by sovereign power of the Late King Narcisse, and the sovereign authority of Bishop King Dr. Eddie C. Welbon, I was appointed and accepted the position of CHIEF JUSTICE of the Church Tribunal.

Under the sovereign powers of the King and ecclesiastic powers of the Church Kingdom, and the nonprofit laws of the State of California, all the charitable properties of the Church and Monarchy that we could discover that was unlawfully transferred to private parties and delivered into the hands of Princess Lillian Roberts and Law Firm of Hunter and Bovarnick was restored to the Church Kingdom and the Monarchy. The forces against the Church and the Kingdom began its assault.

“His Grace” King-Bishop Dr. Eddie C. Welbon was under threat of life and limb. Veiled threats against me were delivered through family members. The faces of the who and they began to take shape. One of my relatives delivering the veiled message was in the camp of former Oakland Mayor Jerry Brown, The Vatican’s Jesuit Priest.

Jerry Brown was a three-year seminary-Jesuit Novitiate trained and educated politician, and a Jesuit scholar. Brown's fourth year, he was at U.C. Berkeley and graduated a year later with a BA degree. This would strongly suggest that his studies at Jesuit Novitiate was undergraduate work and he completed the fourth year of Jesuit studies at U.C. Berkeley. Four years is generally considered the time required to become a full fledged Vatican II Jesuit Priest, a secretively foot soldier for the Pope.[16] [17]

The Oakland Black attorney real estate investor and the politically motivated Clinton Killian was a standing director of Oakland’s Planning Commission when he asserted himself as Church counsel and combined with former Church trustees to sell the Church’s parking lot from under the Monarchy that was ruled over by the sovereign powers of Bishop-King Dr. Eddie C. Welbon’s Sole Corporation, King Narcisse’s Prophetic Justice. Killian and the former trustees illegally sold and transferred the Church’s property to a friendly developer. Killian than had the developer's condo building plans approved by the planning commission. Killian was the Jesuit Priest’s political appointee to the planning commission.

Killian is also a newspaper columnist with Paul Cobb’s Post Publishing Group, which has published several unnecessary defamatory and disparaging articles about King Welbon. Gail Berkley, the author of a defamatory article about King Welbon on the front page of The Sun-Reporter [1] is Killian and Cobb’s associate at the Post. She is the daughter of the former Post owner, the Late Tom Berkeley. Paul Cobb was the Jesuit Priest’s mayoral appointee to the school board of the Oakland Unified School District in 2000. [2]

[1] See Gail Berkley’s Court Bars Controversial Preacher from Mt. Zion Spiritual Temple, Thursday May 24, 2007, at which she asserted that the issue was whether or not Narcisse’s successor, Bishop Eddie C. Welbon, was properly elected? The key is the Vatican; the Pope is never elected, but named and selected by the Bishops.

An investigator from the Office of the Alameda County District Attorney’s office paid a visit to home. I thought he was there in response to my numerous requests to the D.A. to investigate people involved in the fraud, corruption, mismanagement and theft of the Church and Monarch’s charitable properties, particularly 744 Calmar, but he came solely to intimidate me.

Bishop-King Dr. Eddie C. Welbon, Church and Kingdom became the subject of numerous investigations by the Oakland and Berkeley District Attorney, and the California Attorney General’s office.

Are we not justified as Bishops and Princes of the Church and Kingdom by King Narcisse’s visionary Prophetic Justice, and 220 years of American History? “…where a subject … purely ecclesiastical in its character- a matter over which the civil courts exercise no jurisdiction, a matter which concerns theological controversy… ecclesiastical government… becomes the subject of its action. It may be said here, also, that no jurisdiction has been conferred upon the tribunal to try the particular case before it, or that, in its judgment, it exceeds the powers conferred upon it…” Watson v. Jones (1872) 80 U.S. 679, 733

In 1952, the Supreme Court in the Kedroff (344 U.S. 94) ruling reaffirmed its pronouncement in Watson that civil courts have no authority to resolve “questions of ecclesiastical rule, custom, or law.” The Court, referring to the Watson case, observed that “the opinion radiates, however, a spirit of freedom for religious organizations, and independence from secular control or manipulation, in short, power to decide for themselves, free from state interference, matters of church government as well as those of faith and doctrine. Freedom to select the clergy … we think must not be said to have federal constitutional protection as a part of the free exercise of religion against state interference.” Significantly, the Court also observed: “There are occasions for the disposition or use of property. Even in those cases when the property right follows as an incident from decisions of the church custom or law on ecclesiastical issues, the church rule controls. This under our Constitution necessarily follows in order that there may be free exercise of religion.” Presbyterian Church v. Mary Elizabeth Blue Hull Memorial Presbyterian Church (1969) 393 U.S. 4440, 449

The Honorable Cecilia Castellanos of Alameda County Superior Court had no authority and jurisdiction to issue a secular court judgment barring Bishop-King Eddie C. Welbon from Mt. Zion Spiritual Temple, the Diocese, at the urging of the Jesuit Priest’s defender Clinton Killian; and Hunter and Bovarnick. It was Narcisse’s Prophetic Justice to shroud the Church’s Kingdom and Monarchy purely ecclesiastical in its character, and ecclesiastically hierarchical in structure.

Under Federal law which is applicable to all states, the U.S. Supreme Court stated that if a court is: "without authority, its judgments and orders are regarded as nullities. They are not voidable, but simply void; and form no bar to a recovery sought, even prior to a reversal in opposition to them. They constitute no justification; and all persons concerned in executing such judgments or sentences, are considered, in law, as trespassers." Elliot v. Piersol, 1 Pet. 328, 340, 26 U.S. 328, 340 (1828)

On June 1, 2007, The Jesuit Priest's forces, Killian, Cobb, the Law Firm of Hunter and Bovarnick were confident that Judge Castellanos was going to hold Bishop-King Dr. Eddie C. Welbon and myself and others in contempt of court for an April 28, 2007 “Special Called Business Meeting Convocation and General Election” in which King Welbon was confirmed as King Narcisse’s successor. [20] They were wrong; Judge Castellanos declined to be persuaded to exercise any further authority or jurisdiction over the matter.

Judge Castellanos February 7, 2007 judgment barring Bishop-King Eddie C. Welbon and I from the Diocese of Mt. Zion Spiritual Temple had the power of placing a million bayonets at doors of Church Kingdom, [21] but now who is going to raise the bayonets for The Jesuit Priest, Killian, Cobb, the Law Firm of Hunter and Bovarnick in violation of the U.S. Constitution and trespass against the Justified Kingdom, Monarchy, Bishop-King Welbon, and Narcisse’s visionary Prophetic Justice.


We still desperately need your help and support. Please Contact: Bishop Theo Frazier, Bishop King Dr. Eddie C. Welbon for more information and how you can help, phone (415) 504-7813 Fax (415) 504-7813 Cell (415) 999-8809 email: Globalinternational98 [at]

[4] California Corporation Code, §§ 10000-10015
[5] Queen Mother Lillie Mae Jefferson
[6] S.F. Chronicle, His Grace and His Honor Meet at City Hall, February 24, 1962
[7] Id.
[8] See Creditor’s Claim for 744 Calmar filed by Attorney Joseph H. Russell on July 24, 1989, Estate of Louis H. Narcisse, Alameda County Superior Court, Case No. 235161-6; and Lillian Roberts and Hunter and Bovarnick’s Rejection of that Creditor’s Claim
[9] San Luis Obispo County v. Ashurst (1983) 146 CA3d 380, 194 CR 5
[10] Judges 5:2, Today’s New International Version
[11] Dr. Marin Luther King, Jr., Quote from King’s last Sermon, April 3, 1968, I Been to the Mountain Top, “I just want to do God's will. And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I've looked over. And I've seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the Promised Land.”
[12] This was told to me by Bobby Seale when Marlon Brando first came to office on Grove (now MLK, Jr.) in Oakland. When Bobby told me this, Brando smiled in acknowledgement. It was after King’s Assassination and before the so-called Friday evening April 6, 1968 Shootout with Police.
[13] Chairman Bobby Seale apparently has a different view. See Live Journal, I was there at the office within an hour before the so-called shootout. We had dropped Little Bobby off at his house for dinner, and we were to join up later to make sure the sisters had the potatoes, and whatever was necessary for the potato salad, hotdogs, etc., for the picnic and rally. There was no ambush on the police planned that I knew of. I was there and I can attest to that. The ambush was orchestrated by agent provocateur Eldridge Cleaver, Project Chaos, and Cointelpro.
[14] Mullins v. Brando, 13 Cal.App.3d 409, 423, 91 Cal.Rptr. 796, 805 (1970), cert. denied sub nom. Brando v. Coffman, 403 U.S. 923, 91 S.Ct. 2231, 29 L.Ed.2d 701 (1971)
[15] See Gail Berkley’s Court Bars Controversial Preacher from Mt. Zion Spiritual Temple, Thursday May 24, 2007, at which she asserted that the issue was whether or not Narcisse’s successor, Bishop Eddie C. Welbon, was properly elected? The key is the Vatican; the Pope is never elected, but named and selected by the Bishops.
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18] Id.
[20] Id. at footnote 15
[21] See Million Bayonets in a Historical Black Church,