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My Service Connection Injury Compensation Report, from 1994

2011-09-23T11:15:00.001-07:00

My Service Connection Injury includes the "Gulf War Syndrome!"

2011-09-22T19:14:00.001-07:00

In my case, the "Persian Gulf War Syndrome" may have been derived from an isolated incident like this close call. While we the USS Tarawa LHA-1 was moored to the pier in Al Jubayl, right alongside tons and tons of ordinances, there was a Scud Missile Strike that missed its target, during the "Desert Storm Operation!" I remember our liberty call was just hours before this sudden near miss strike, and just immediately after the impact and explosion occurred, Our General Quarters Alarm had sounded to recall all ships personnel back onboard prior to mustering, and getting back underway into the Persian Gulf.

The Persian Gulf, A very large mass of water where we would find a lot of oil well pipes that derived from beneath the ocean floor, and that traveled upward and broke surface of the water to go at least as high as five feet, only to expose itself with fiery flames and its black smoke. It looked like large black candles on fire, as our vessel of course tried to avoid crashing into, or scraping up against them. Nonetheless were underwater explosive mines, that were kept in check and disarmed by our (EOD) Explosive Ordinance Demolition Teams, on Mine Sweeping Missions before and during the entire Persian Gulf War, in 1991.

For me as an "Airdale" working topside on the Tarawa's Flight Deck at that time, I was openly exposed to all the toxic fumes or deadly nerve agents found from these oil well pipes in the Gulf; from whatever the winds had blown off shore during the wartime ground troops exchange of fire that left the sky full of ashes and a very thin clear horizon. As well as the near miss Scud Missile explosions that did release toxic gases or possibly even nerve agents such as Agent Orange!

This article below clearly states, even without this Scud Missile having Biological Warfare Head or Chemical Warfare Heads, the missile did release some form of strange smelling fumes and toxic gases into the air for quite some time. Again, as we continued to work outdoors, we were in a more vulnerable position than other ships crew members protected indoors. Thus, it would be accurate to state that we had our share of inhalation with all kinds toxic fumes, gas or agents measured in lethal amounts, that would cause problematic health conditions, such as:

Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS), and/or Fabrymiolgia (Joint Problems), both health conditions were not listed as part of the Gulf War Syndrome in 1994, but that changed within recent years and both conditions are now listed as a major part of the Persian Gulf War Syndrome! Meaning that it took a couple years for such health conditions to manifest itself in us Veterans from the Gulf War!

The following is from an article taken from US Pentagon:

February 16th Attack on Al Jubayl

Iraq fired a single Scud at the port city of Al Jubayl early on February 16th, The Patriot battery positioned to defend Al Jubayl was undergoing maintenance at the time and could not engage the Scud. The incoming missile broke up in flight over the harbor and hit in the water just off a large pier where six ships and two smaller craft were tied up. The missile's impact also was about 500 feet from ammunition storage on the pier.

One witness recalls hearing a loud explosion and seeing white-hot objects falling.The Scud caused no casualties or damage, but it exuded a blue, green, and yellow substance and bubbled a strong-smelling gas for some time (probably inhibited red fuming nitric acid ' see Section VII). United States Navy explosive ordnance disposal specialists eventually recovered the missile in parts using divers, flotation bags, and a crane. Test results performed on this Scud determined that it did not have a chemical or biological warhead.

Reference taken from URL: http://www.iraqwatch.org/government/US/Pentagon/dodscud.htm

Furthermore, according a Gulf War Syndrome site, it lists that there are Untied States Armed Forces Veterans that have been in the 1990-1991 Gulf War, with less or no symptoms to illness unlike others. The IOM Institute of Medicine reveals the cause to this simple truth is due to the distinct difference in the immediate pre and post deployent dates for these Persian Gulf War Period Veterans, as well as the location of their mission during and after their time of battle.

Those that were part of the ground troop attack campaigne were pre-deployed for Desert Shield-from August 2,1990. through Desert Storm-Febuary 28 1991. These US ground troops that were there when ("ODS")"Operation Desert Storm" war began, escalated, climaxed and then ended. Than once "ODS" was finally over, they had a major immdiate re-deployment back to the United States. These Veterans in particular according to IOM Institute of Medicine, had fewer Gulf War Symptoms, isolated health conditions, or no ill health related issues regarding the Gulf War Syndrome.

However, other "ODS" Veterans that were diagnosed with multi-symptoms, or a range of illnesses identifiied as the "Gulf War Syndrome" were according to IOM Institute of Medicine, were not part of the pre-deployed "ODS" nor part of the immediate post war re-deployment back to the United States. They were also not part of the ground troops hot zone, which strangely and tragically enough, found to have many more united state ground troops killed more so from "Friendly Fire," than anything else.

We, the flight deck crew while aboard the USS Tarawa LHA-1 were deployed on December 1, 1990 and arrived on the "ODS" scene in early January 1991. We were strategically part of the the rest of "ODS" until "Cease Fire" was announced just a short time later. However, we were not part of the immediate post re-deployment back with the rest of the US Army Ground Troops. We instead, had patroling duties until long after the welcome home yellow ribbon celebration parades went on all across America. Our arrival home was with no parades, and with less hoorah from the public that late summer in 1991!

It's also important to note that our hazardous duty work environment on the flight deck of the Tarawa were not just from ready standby duties with our Marine Air Squadrons giving air support for Marine Brigade Corps Troops ashore. But during the climax of "ODS" before the cease fire, we were vulnerable to ground to shipboard scud missile stikes, while adrift near shore. We were the flag ship in our fleet and had fire power capabilities from both our "Sea Wiz" and "6 inch canons" We also had the "Mighty MO," Battle Ship: USS Misssouri nearby, and other Destroyers and Frigates that had the capabilities of Tomahawk Strikes and a Patriot Missile Defense to intercept any enemy scud missile attacks, with potetial (CW) chemical or (BW) biological warheads attached. We the Tarawa, and the rest of our Fleet Arsenial Defense delivered everythiing necessary to aid and support ground troops ashore and ensure the highly likelihood in their safe return.

The Iraqi Army in retaliation from losing soldiers, and the overall battle on the grounds from our US Troops ashore, ignited the "Oil Well Fires" ashore and out at sea in the Persian Gulf. Oil Well Pipes were found to be many in the Gulf itself, as we manuevered past them while underway at sea, avoiding any collisions thanks to our navigating team of Captain Fladd and our team of (QM) Quarter Masters located in the bridge during and after "ODS"!

It was an unexpected effort by the Iraqi's that left Kuwaiti burning long after the cease fire was announced in Febuary 1991, which was finally extinguished late that year in Navember, 1991. IOM also states that these "Oil Well Fires" did have toxic agents, if inhaled in lethal amounts! Which is a highly probably cause in US Veterans today that claim to have illnesses or multi-symptoms to what is identified today as the Gulf War Syndrome.

Well the IOM Institute of Medicine Reports more of the following:

"The IOM, Institute of Medicine, also found that service in the 1991 Gulf War is a cause of post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) in some veterans and is also associated with gastrointestinal disorders such as IBS, irritable bowel syndrome; substance abuse, particularly alcoholism; and psychiatric problems such as anxiety disorder. The IOM's report also shows there is some evidence that service during the 1991, Gulf War is linked to fibromyalgia and chronic widespread pain, amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease), sexual difficulties, and death due to causes such as, car accidents in the early years after deployment, but the data are limited, said the committee that wrote the report. Older research shows that the U.S. and the UK, with the highest rates of excess illness, are distinguished from the other nations by higher rates of pesticide use, use of anthrax vaccine, and somewhat higher rates of exposures to oil wells on fire, smoke and reported chemical alerts."

Therefore, it may have taken a few years for multi-illnesses to manifest itself soon after the Persian Gulf War in 1991. But now that it's been 20 years later, and I've been suffering since my Honorable Discharge in 1993, from Gastro-intestinal or IBS, Irritable Bowel Syndrome. I've suffered from major joint problems in my neck, back, shoulder, knee and ankles, highly probable from Fabromyalgia.

I've come to a solid conclusion to now know the source of my illnesses, thanks to the intensive longitudinal researchive studies on Armed Forces Veterans that served in the Persian Gulf War, by IOM, Institute of Medicine.

Reference was taken from-

URL:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulf_War_syndrome

URL:
http://208.86.252.130/~veterans/Persian/gulf_illness.html

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Why (WI), Whidbey Island?

2011-09-01T15:40:00.000-07:00

I wonder why God compelled me to live in a place like this, Whidbey Island Paradise away from my Polynesian Island Paradise, in American Samoa or on Oahu!

Since living here, God had unraveled the malicious and deceitful truths brought against me from those once closest to me. Michelle my ex-wife and the amount lies she has gotten away with, while conspire to have me on medications, and also encourage her on in her misdeeds and cover up within marriage over a dozen years ago. That involved a Nurse, her Father, her job, faculty members, and extra sexual marital affair(s) while on the campus of UW and on Oahu prior to our divorce in 1998.

My own siblings have betrayed me as well. They that were once supportive and encouraging to me, have turned into my worst tormentors I've dealt with ever in my entire life time. They are as bad as my IBS problems when it's inflamed!

Well the Navy is what I promised to reveal to my family and others like Michelle my ex-wife, and I haven't fallen short in doing so either. I may be moving a bit south of the NAS, I still live amongst many retirees and active duty members from the US Navy!

What compliments such a noble and honorary armed forces environment is what brings therapeutic healing and recovery from my major stresses through the natural forest life, the wild life, the marine life and grand mountain ranges, all on the peripheral, but God sends or shows his presence in a very real fashion, and I'm grateful for all that He has created to help me through my strife and struggles.

I've been blessed to live here, and it has changed my priorities, perspectives and patterns in the way I live my life now. Delivery of my past US Naval way living feels surreal and nostalgic at times, because it's the hard TRUTH EVERYONE wants absent in my past life, and my current life, but the can't dismiss entirely, ever!

Living all my infant, childhood and adolescent life on Amercian Samoa, and on the Island of Oahu, there familiarity here on Island County WA. Nevertheless, it's an living, working and playing environment that reminds me and them, of my Sea Duty Tour onboard the USS Tarawa LHA-1 home ported in San Diego, CA. for for 4 years, before transferring to Seattle, WA. for my Shore Duty Tour prior to being Discharged Honorably, for my active duty service from 1987-1993!

Again God unravelled things to me about Michelle from 15 years ago while we were together at UW and on Oahu from 1994-1998. While on the other hand, He is revealing the US Navy Work Environments, through Sea Duty Commands that are underway on the Straits of Juan De Fuca, or activity on Naval Airstrips found on the NAS, or just south of it in Coupeville. I'll always be around the Retired, Veteran and Active Duty Personnel Community on this Island or in Everett, WA. as well. It's essentially why Michelle, nor my own pagan siblings, nor the FEDS will EVER remove the US Navy from my past!

It's the TRUTH armored by God Himself!

It's now easier to forgive Michelle, with me having changed into a new creation given the help in this aesthetic living and work environment on Island County. She betrayed and deceived someone who I once was as her husband. She betrayed what she didn't accept, nor appreciate in me as a husband; that in which I am no longer a part of, nor have an interest in anymore!

That's why God has me here!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Focus!

2011-08-26T17:49:00.001-07:00

Get rid of the distractions. Don't care who's at the game, how good you are. Don't try to live up to the name. Just go out, play hard and have fun! (M. Trufant on D. Trufant)...He's making the plays every opportunity he gets. And if he happens to not make the play, he's already forgotten it and it's on to that next play (SarkIsian on D. Trufant).

Family Reunions!

2011-08-14T11:08:00.001-07:00

Family Reunions are for family members that haven't SEEN each other for some time, after months or years of being apart; only to get reacquainted, to reminisce, remind, reunite and introduce new people that have joined our family. To than, celebrate and welcome them with love happiness, joy , good times and the best of times.

It's unfortunate and embarrassing to be without my rights to privacy, or having the privilege to truly be obscured or apart from my family due simply because this federal investigation over my life. I've already and continue to been SEEN by ALL: our federal government, their law enforcement agents, the entire public, the celebrity circuit and again, ALL of my family themselves.

I'm have been a public spectacle that doesn't need to be reacquainted with my family members about anything, because everything about me since that last we've seen each other have been overexposed. I also should submit that I can't financially afford to attend such treasured fellowships, and it really disturbs and disgusts me that I can longer be refreshing news, but instead, old news going stale, and/or wastes that now have a strong stench odor. I'm also of course current real time news, that they will continue to have access to, either to learn something new from, or monitor me as they always have with much boredom.

Thus it's tragic but true, I WON'T BE MISSED by everyone that will attend our family event next week, in Hawaii!

Furthermore, I don't anticipate nor have an interest to see of my family members anytime soon; but there is one thing I know for certain. That which is that I continually pray to God before He takes me from His glorious green earth, which is that He blesses me a family of my own. Given a beautiful wife filled with His wisdom, and children of our own, to lesson over time through such hardships in my life experienced for a season now. To foster love, growth and development, and for them to become better quality individuals themselves, more than myself or my immediate samoan family ever have. I believe that the best alternative to a family reunion with those one was raised with, is to have ones own to raise with God in the lead.

To God be the glory!
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. This is the result of our globalized technological boom!

Visits

2011-07-28T15:40:00.000-07:00

During my entire enrollment while at University of Washington (UW), I was less than 5 minutes to the Naval Station Puget Sound (NSPS) in Sand Point, WA. By the time of my second academic quarter at UW began, I was married to Michelle, with our former wedding anniversary date set at 11/11/1994. I was medically examined by the Veterans Administration Compensation and Pension Department in late 1994 as well, with payments initially arriving to our place or residence via post office, at that time.

I began feeling paranoid of being followed around campus was being treated for Paranoia (anxiety from suspicion) Delusional (strong bizarre beliefs), Depression (cross culture adjustment difficulty); these treated episodes were in the summer of 1996, at the Hall Health Department on the UW Seattle campus. I informed my therapist: Sharon Rederford (ARNP) that it was law enforcement officers that were undercover following me around campus and that I felt discriminated against, or definitely distracted by them, with the inability to concentration to do well in my academics was medicated with Resperidone and Zoloft.

Now, Fast forward the tape to my Life:

I realize now that instead of complaining about being followed by a conspiracy of under cover agents, I should have taken initiatives to take care of myself with legitimate visits to the Seattle, VAMC for my service connection injury that I was being compensated for by the Veterans Administration (VA) after the appointed VA medical evaluation in late 1994. I also should have visited my former Shore Duty Command: Naval Station Puget Sound in Sand Point on a occasion with Michelle just to reinforce the true reality that I was once stationed on this Naval Station during our courtship and intimacy just prior to my Honorable Discharge from the United States Navy on November 17, 1993.

So the tragic honesty to this mess at UW while I was treated in Hall Health with a diagnosis of paranoid delusional schizophrenia with depression features. I was actually monitored very closely through surveillance systemic devices from a team of law enforcement officers. I had come to conclude that the entire Faculty, Staff and Student Body knew about my misdiagnosis Mental Health Condition and discriminatory predicament.

Furthermore, I could have been treated for my (depressive) mental health conditions at Seattle, VAMC then. Most importantly I could have been seen by a physician in the Back/Spine Clinic at the Seattle, VAMC regarding my service connection injury, which was Chronic Lower Back Injury that was already at a percentage rate initially at 10%. By 2003, the Board of Veterans Appeals (BVA) increased to 20%; and is now pending in the appeals process for yet another increase.

Seriously, I'm crippled or disadvantaged without my daily routine to stretching the tightness out of my lower back and legs before bed, otherwise sleep for me would be difficult.

Now, Let's Rewind the tape of my life:

Had I had scheduled for Seattle, VAMC appointments during 1994-1997, I would highly DOUBT that there would have been a law and enforcement conspiracy speculating as to who I was then. These that I call the "Third Party," outside of my marriage and my UW academics, just would not exist! Why? Because I truly believe that they derived from UW Campus Police, and also in part were part of the Federal Law Enforcement Agents as well. So given my service connection injury, all I could have done to magnify my life as a Veteran of the United States Navy 1994-1997 while attending UW, just by being part of this enormous community of Veterans of during major World Wars past, such as:

WWI, WWII, Vietnam and Korean War and the "Desert Storm Operation"

Now, had I been a active or engaged within this VA Community of Veterans then like I am today, there would NOT have been any form of investigation against me, because there would be NO probable cause as to questioning my identity at that time, thus no profile nor investigation would have existed against me. Had I been part of an identity group that our Federal Government have always have been thankful for, respectful to and loyal in saluting with gratitude! Therefore, with no conspiracy against me, Michelle, my wife at that time and myself would have had our freedom, to live with liberty in the pursuit for our happiness in this land of opportunity as young and ambitious university students and/or college graduates then!

Had we visited the Former Naval Station in Sand Point, or NAS Whidbey Island on occasion; or had I had the urge to consider joining the "United States Naval Reserves" while I was an enrolled student at UW 1994-1997, the outcome of our lives today would highly likely be much different.

Out of all the lessons in my life, this has been the grandest of them all having lived through it these last 15 years!

Cross Cultural Experience/Shock!

Michelle was fresh out of UC Berkeley CA. and was back in the workplace full time, not to mention she was back up here in Washington State after 5-6 years in CA. So she was being shocked a cross cultural experience in relearning many things she disengaged with earlier in her young life then.

I too was young fresh out of the US Navy while trying going through a cross cultural experience within the Campus Life at UW, my new experience in being a married man for the first time, as well as adjusting to life as a civilian after 6 years of Active Duty Service in the United States Navy. But most unfortunately was NOT being aware that I had Seattle, VAMC medical benefits to be treated, along side other Veterans of the United States Armed Forces, with service connection injuries sustained during a Major War Time situation like the "Desert Storm Operation."

With all the adjustments going on in both Michelle and my life, we needed to be around a support/reinforcement group during 1994-1997. Michelle just graduated from a very large campus in UC Berkley, CA. and didn't like the idea me sharing time with other young single students; she preferred me to be around others that identified with ourselves. Which was we were mid-twenties, married and ex-military. So the VAMC, Veteran Community would have been a satisfactory group for support, or for reinforcing encouragements that knew about major transitions in life, or cross cultural experiences for Michelle and I.

I went from Columbia College (CC) Extended Studies (Night School) during my work days on my Shore Duty Tour on the NAVAL STATION PUGET SOUND at Sand Point 1991-1993. To a major University, like UW 1994-1997 just down the street, that was a five times the size of CC, and the studies were at a much higher level of difficulty within all my college studies, it was tremendous demand that had to be adjusted to in so very little time.

I submit, I did miss the United States Navy and those that were in the US Navy, I felt DEPRESSED because the transition in culture from military and civilian, and Michelle knew it too!

The Veteran Community would have made my move into civilian life much smoother, or with much less difficulty then, because many Veterans faced the same kinds of emotional, psychological and physiological changes when they were all honorably discharged themselves, having the same kinds appreciations they had of the Armed Forces Branch they were part of. Curtis, Michelle's father was a 34 year veteran of the US Army himself, so he knew of the difficulty of transitioning into a civilian.

Therefore, it is unfortunate because in actuality my support reinforcement group eventually consisted of just Michelle, and her father. Those 2 individuals could identify with everything that I was going through given my academic and former military life, through 1994-1997.

The Veteran Community in Seattle, WA. found in and around the Seattle, VAMC, or communities like: The DAV, American Legion and Veterans of Foreign Wars are who I affiliate with these days. Curtis Poree, Michelle father, was without a service connection injury so he had very little, or had no affiliation with any of these organizations full of Veterans from past Major Wars.

Again, this the grandest lesson of my life, thus far!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Vengeance is the Lords!

2011-06-27T11:50:00.000-07:00

Vengeance, fury and wrath will free the oppressed from such cruel ridicules, and voices unkind that persist with defiance against Him and His elected!

Psalm 2:
1 Why do the (hawaiian kahuna) nations conspire[a]
and the peoples plot in vain?
2 The kings of the earth rise up
and the rulers band together
against the LORD and against his anointed, saying,
3 “Let us break their (Gods) chains
and throw off their (Gods) shackles.”
4 The One (God) enthroned in heaven laughs;
the Lord scoffs at them.
5 He rebukes them in his anger
and terrifies them in his wrath, saying,
6 “I have installed my king (Jesus)
on Zion, my holy mountain (Heaven).”

Psalm 3:
7 Arise, LORD!
Deliver me, my God!
Strike all my enemies on the jaw;
break the teeth of the wicked.
8 From the LORD comes deliverance.
May your blessing be on your people.

Psalm 4:
8 In peace I will lie down and sleep,
for you alone, LORD,
make me dwell in safety.

Psalm 5:
3 In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice;
in the morning I lay my requests before you
and wait expectantly.
4 For you are not a God who is pleased with wickedness;
with you, evil people are not welcome.
5 The arrogant cannot stand
in your presence.
You hate all who do wrong;
6 you destroy those who tell lies.
The bloodthirsty and deceitful
you, LORD, detest.

Psalm 6:
9 The LORD has heard my cry for mercy;
the LORD accepts my prayer.
10 All my enemies will be overwhelmed with shame and anguish;
they will turn back and suddenly be put to shame.

Psalm 7:
6 Arise, LORD, in your anger;
rise up against the rage of my enemies.
Awake, my God; decree justice.
7 Let the assembled peoples gather around you,
while you sit enthroned over them on high.
8 Let the LORD judge the peoples.
Vindicate me, LORD, according to my righteousness,
according to my integrity, O Most High.
9 Bring to an end the violence of the wicked
and make the righteous secure—
you, the righteous God
who probes minds and hearts.
10 My shield[d] is God Most High,
who saves the upright in heart.
11 God is a righteous judge,
a God who displays his wrath every day.
12 If he does not relent,
he[e] will sharpen his sword;
he will bend and string his bow.
13 He has prepared his deadly weapons;
he makes ready his flaming arrows.
14 Whoever is pregnant with evil
conceives trouble and gives birth to disillusionment.
15 Whoever digs a hole and scoops it out
falls into the pit they have made.
16 The trouble they cause recoils on them;
their violence comes down on their own heads.
17 I will give thanks to the LORD because of his righteousness;
I will sing the praises of the name of the LORD Most High.

~New International Version (NIV)

~God will answer, I'm certain of it! You kahunas will dread the day when He strikes back against you that harass and torment me everyday, all day, all night, all year long! If the Lord is for me, who can be against me?

~I say again Sisi and Patrick you will answer to Him, God my vindicator. What crime have I committed against you and your kahunas? What life(s) have I ruined found within your society, tribe or village of kahunas? What cardinal sin have I not repented from, other than rebuking you kahunas with foul language in particular, I've have been cleansed and purified from by my Almighty Father, Lord God my Judge, and the ultimate redeemer of my life. You kahunas are neither in any position to be my judge, nor redeemer over my life, role(s) that you pathetically believe you have rights to!

~You are completely mistaken!

~It is God who's responsible to "probe the minds and hearts of mankind," and this includes you wicked kahunas that you've become Sisi and Patrick! May you and allied kahunas suffer the consequences of your deceitful, oppressive and defiant actions!

~Don't instruct me on how to write a college term paper, don't instruct me in how to mow my lawn, chop/split wood, falsely accuse me in being lost while driving here in Washington State-as if I've never lived here before 2001. Don't falsely accuse me in NOT being Samoan or a non-family member to you both Sisi and Patrick, because it makes you both LIARS! Moreover, don't falsely accuse me of NOT being a US Navy Veteran that was part of "Operation Desert Storm," because it only means that I was part of a campaign that made our world a safer place to live in at that time. An honorable, devotional call to duty that you and your kahuna friends obviously find little or nothing to be grateful for.

~Do yourselves a favor and take a pill, fall into a very deep and lasting coma, one in which you all so well deserve, so I can finally be left alone to live happily in this life!

God Speed,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Forgiving the Unforgivable!

2011-04-22T14:25:00.000-07:00

Got another care package from Ma, and the usual letter of "How's everything?" What bothered me the most of this letter as past letters from Ma, was her request for me to Forgive our Family Members, and that we should reconciliate.

For the last 13 months there has been a faction, a rift, a discord, a distortion between Sisi, Patrick and myself. Ma wants me to forgive my siblings while they continue on with their harassing torments through my nights rest; while I'm having trouble dressing; while I'm driving; while in my daily supposedly quiet study period of prayer, reflection and meditation time with God! (Blaspheming the Holy Spirit)!

Sisi, Patrick and this alliance within their hawaiian kahuna society, have intruded, disrupted and violated every one of my God given inalienable right(s) in wanting to be left alone! Actions identified as savages without any discretion, lacking any decency to be civilized citizens. They are Samoans that have chosen to become a hawaiian(s) kahuna priest, and priestess (witch)!

According to Ma, she wants me to forgive Patrick and Sisi according to last couple of letter(s), hallmark card(s) and from a post from Facebook.com, that we should reconcile especially today that it's Good Friday followed with Easter Sunday! She writes in her letter that Christ Died on the Cross for all of mankind's sins to be forgiven. Thus, I am suppose to forgive Sisi and Patrick and their smear campaign against me, that's continuous with any stopping in sight, even through this Easter Holiday!

Their cruel, vicious and cold malicious attitude reminds me everyday that I'm in a spiritual warfare with them both and the devil that they serve. I'm not asked to forgive some physical altercation (fight) that happened between Patrick and I, a dozen years ago in the back yard at the Kapolei, HI. household. It was a conspiracy (Dad and Patrick) against me, that led to me being apprehended; served with a TRO against me for 3 days, served in a cell hold; I was also sentenced to an anger management course for 3 months and a penalized with a fine. All that has asked of me then have all been fully satisfied, with that case now closed.

Ma is not asking me to forgive that particular physical altercation then. She's asking me to forgive what Patrick, and Sisi has become...My darkest spiritual tormentor(s) utilizing allies from the kahuna psychic medium society, that disturbingly intrusively channels into my mind on a daily basis, bringing nothing but negative troublesome quarrels between us. Ma wants me to forgive them, in spite their OWN UNFORGIVING wretched and wicked hearts, and the evil that exist within the deepest core of their souls, continuously bickering with aggressive insults and curses all day, everyday!

Ma requests that I should forgive these two stooges, these two stubborn asses, these two that have been a pain in my back, a thorn in my side and a migraine headache, that haven't subsided in the last 13 months!

Let me illustrate why this is a request from Ma, that CAN NOT be carried out:

I forgive Sisi for every intrusive slander and rude scoffing she's committed, and the last 13 months worth of this.
I forgive Patrick for every bitter curse and envious insults brought against me by him, and the last 13 months of this.

Even though I have not committed a crime for their daily spiritual torments, they've been forgiven today. NOW, fast forward the tape 13 months ahead from now. They both have not died yet, and yet their hearts and mouths are still full of filthy bitterness, envious cruelty, intrusive scoffing and slander, no different than from the moment I attempted to satify Ma's request initially! They are EVIL today, and will be EVIL tomorrow! They both have no hearts to stop their sins, due to what I believe is Gods own power to hardened their already evil hearts, and commit a cardinal sin, a capital crime worth death as their punishment. They've come against and interfered with the Holy Spirit within the Holy Trinity to connect with me; and now they and their allied kahuna society are UNFORGIVABLE.

LUKE 12:10, "And everyone that says a word against the Son of Man, that will be forgiven; But he that blasphemes against The Holy Spirit will not be forgiven!
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MARK 3:29, "Whoever blasphemes against The Holy Spirit will never have forgiveness, but is guilty of everlasting sin."

MATTHEW 12: 31-32 "Therefore I say to you, any sin and blasphemy shall be forgiven men, but blasphemy against the Spirit shall not be forgiven. And whoever shall speak a word against the Son of Man, it shall be forgiven him; but whoever shall speak against the Holy Spirit, it shall not be forgiven him, either in this age, or in the age to come".

It is Christ our Lord almighty that will ultimately forgive their wrongful conduct and not myself! The only way they can be forgiven now, is for them to sincerely repent of their sins, and ask for mercy and grace from Christ Almighty God Himself! I believe this is where your Ma's request should apply. It should be a request made toward Patrick and Sisi to empower themselves to turn to God once they realize or recognize all of their ongoing sins; and to begin to avoid this hawaiian kahuna society for the origins of their conduct unbecoming and unforgiving.

If Gods graceful merciful powerful is enough to forgive Saul the High Priest that was well known to have persecuted Christians then; was transformed into a Christian on the road to Damascus after being blinded for three days, it only reveals that anything is possible for SIsi and Patrick, these two stubborn ass stooges. (Acts 9). Maybe something powerfully dramatic as this scene may occur, for God is mysterious and I'm uncertain as to what the future holds for this two, but I know who does holds the future. Eternal doom or eternal life is the fate they face, with God as the ultimate judge, and NOT themselves.

I also strongly believe that Ma's requests had been written fully aware and fully knowing their ill intents of these two stooges and their pathetic inner circle of dark hearted, deep hatred within their hawaiian physic medium friends. These two stubborn ass tormentors continues without any sympathy in Ma's request! Sisi and Patrick conduct are done in the midst of Ma, as her request was made to condone and forgive them had been made. Why doesn't this surprise me, hence, I will continue to remain alone with God, rather sharing my future with them!

Moreover, being dismissed from the Kapolei household by Dad 12 years ago, due to the differences in my higher calling, higher education and cross cultural experiences after my high school years, doesn't warrant such abandonment, nor persecution brought against me today

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. Home is where my heart is now, and believe me it's not Kapolei, it never was!

You See Me!

2011-02-28T11:15:00.000-08:00

I haven't taken pictures of the hidden cams in my living space(s)/bedroom(s)...over the last 17 years. But I'm certain you know where they were, and still is! Life has been difficult and can be overwhelming, but not impossible! Biblical scriptures, meditation, reflective prayer time is a must for me, in order to cope and persevere with such an injustice in all parts of my life!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Papa Tevaga and Mama Keke!

2011-01-30T21:10:00.000-08:00

If I was to choose between who would be the best role model as my earthly parent, it wouldn't be my immediate own, but my grandfather and grandmother instead.

I tend to appreciate, honor and illustrate closely all that I had witnessed and observed from my mothers father, Papa Tevaga as he modeled hard work ethics towards with labor around his household even as a retiree; he was responsible enough to wisely advise, strictly chasten and instill discipline into all the children that were his own, so as to reinforce respect and obedience to those senior to them and those that were considered elders in his household.

More importantly, I observed how he carried out with strong diligence in his daily readings of the Tusi Paia (Holy Bible); his prayer life was consistent and impeccably genuine toward God our Father in Heaven. It was just not some routine recital of the Holy Rosary set aside each evenings during the weekdays, but it was much more profound and personal with God, both in solitude or aloud as he led others in our family prayer. He had a grateful humble and contrite heart for God, one that I myself and many other in our family wasn't aware of then!

However, in retrospect I am assured of this because in the way I live today that tends to mirror many ways as to how Papa Tevaga lived his own life. He expressed intimacy and a level of deep reverence and reliance in God our Father in Heaven given impoverished living conditions, unable to no longer provide for all his children material and wealth, I witnessed therefore a passionate commitment for spiritual awakening to supply prudent guidance, provisions for material, wealth and prosperity for the future of his 11 children and their families. He knew that a supreme being in Heaven could comfort and enhance his confidence for Papa Tevaga and we his family, and with the consistent efforts in his prayer life, meditative reflective time to listen, his readings and study of Gods word; I believe God heard the cry of Papa Tevaga, and did a good work in him for His Glory! I've known no man of God to have ever compromised his faith, loyalty and love for our God, than Papa Tevaga, he was firm and steady in seeking God!

Nevertheless, was he a godly husband to Mama Keke; and regardless if he passed on 12 year ahead of Mama Keke, the maturity in Papa Tevaga's faith, hope and love that he communicated with Mama was a powerfully influential. He exhibited the necessary priorities, commitments, devotions, that had created a holy perimeter around their marriage and aligned them properly for him to be in the lead, but a position which clearly and certainly was preceded by God alone. He never ceased in praying, and conditioned his heart to sought after, listen and encounter God's infinite wisdom; enabling him to be proactive when necessary in the areas of family values, cultural core differences and financial affairs...his legendary diligence in leading his family into prayer, ensuring that Sunday Mass attendance was not ever neglected, reinforcing the sharing of Gods love, which was so wonderfully manifested in the following and final years of Mama Keke's own life.

Papa Tevaga was certainly respected as the head of his family, with 11 children, although Aunt Romona Mageo has a different father, along with his loving wife, he had a very enormous responsibility to provide for and support them. But he knew how to lead, because God was his very own lead to bring protection and provisions to have his family to prevail and prosper both in Godly wisdom and knowledge, for eventual material and financial wealth over time as well.

Thanks to Papa Tevaga's strong prayer life, God eventually supplied what was good for all of us family members; and NOT the these kahunas, who are both damned and doomed! Papa Tevage would be offended today, and on pursuing a mighty defensive campaign to protect any of his family members-against any spiritually dark principalities, worthless pagan idol worship, especially family members (Patrick and Sisi) that have betrayed God, for such practices that is of the Devil himself.

Papa Tevaga would abhor and despise any pagan hawaiian society that brings to his family: factions, dissensions, intrusive and disrespectful actions actions against each other that would result with his family overly exposed with indecent filth, undignified and a reputation that's close to ruin. He'd stand against any kind of condemnation or curses that directs harm to any or all of his children and grandchildren, that are which in Papa Tevaga's mind, Gods property and no one elses! I truly believe that Papa Tevaga has prayed for the souls all of his children to be saved, and to have the opportunity for every one of them to gain eternal life through the Saving Grace that is through the Cross of Christ our Savior.

His legend continues, for I find myself more and more, carrying out the rituals and practices to that of my Papa Tevaga, which was habitual prayer, earnest seeker of God in both his daily scriptural readings, and quiet reflective times, and to allot myself not to do anything less. His life as we all know it so well, was stripped down to the bear necessities in life, but leaving him to appreciate the simplest things as gratefully righteous gifts. Virtues of truth is what remained for him to focus and grow attached to into its core; which increased the qualitative righteous value in his life, with hopes of the same to whom he raised, a rich and real wholesome goodness that permeated throughout our family as I grew through the years before he passed on, during the year I graduated from high school. With virtues intensely as his focus, there wasn't much room for vanity only to be forced out; as light pierces through the darkness.

Some examples of his righteous beliefs and behaviors would be, he remained apart from wild partying, drunkenness, drunk driving, he avoided foul slander, indecent exposure scenes, he didn't gambled at casinos, he was an avid reader with texts or literature that in the samoan language, and spoke little english with no interests in tv stations, radio stations nor live concerts.

Factional divisions would trouble him and was unacceptable and not tolerated amongst his children and grandchildren, which is a number that very grand. But instead, he endorsed unity, love and communications with our God throughout all those that lived and was raised in his family household; he would be annoyed and dismiss anything that would cause any of his family members to stumble and fall...he was truly a good example of a loving father, and a God fearing man! Papa Tevaga would compromise, his moral excellence and righteous duty to serve and obey God to NO ONE, but remain faithful and willfully fight for God the Father Almighty, God the Son and God the Holy Ghost!

My life is a product of the God Almighty, but God used others like Papa Tevage and Jerry Papalii, to plant the seeds of wisdom that could eventually produce fruits of Gods Spirit deep into my heart and soul very very long ago as a child and adolescent living under Papa Tevaga and Mama Keke's household. The result is my realization that whom I've become today, is what I witnessed and observed so closely from them both without knowing at that time, for acceptable and pleasing in Gods sight they were, no less a designed framework on how I now view my prayer life, daily scriptural readings, and core value to stand firmly in battle, against the dark pagan spiritual principalities, that has brought corruption and division into our family, that once was united in love, Gods Love!

"Things that the Lord hates are...haughty eyes, a lying tongue, hands that kill the innocent, a heart that plots evil, feet that races to do wrong, a false witness who pours out lies and a person who sows discord among brothers."
(Proverbs 6: 16-19).

Thank You Papa Tevaga for inspiring me with the disciplinary tools to seek God, find Him and not to ever compromise Him for the carnal fleshly perverted ways, found in this worldly system.

Most Sincere,
~Mickey Tovio Scanlan

The Bride!

2010-12-30T08:38:00.000-08:00

Revelation 61:9-24

"Come with me! I will show you the bride, the wife of the Lamb." 10 So he took me in spirit to a great, high mountain, and he showed me the holy city, Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from God. 11 It was filled with the glory of God and sparkled like a precious gem, crystal clear like jasper. 12 Its walls were broad and high, with twelve gates guarded by twelve angels. And the names of the twelve tribes of Israel were written on the gates. 13 There were three gates on each side -- east, north, south, and west. 14 The wall of the city had twelve foundation stones, and on them were written the names of the twelve apostles of the Lamb. 15 The angel who talked to me held in his hand a gold measuring stick to measure the city, its gates, and its wall. 16 When he measured it, he found it was a square, as wide as it was long. In fact, it was in the form of a cube, for its length and width and height were each 1,400 miles. 17 Then he measured the walls and found them to be 216 feet thick (the angel used a standard human measure). 18 The wall was made of jasper, and the city was pure gold, as clear as glass. 19 The wall of the city was built on foundation stones inlaid with twelve gems: the first was jasper, the second sapphire, the third agate, the fourth emerald, 20 the fifth onyx, the sixth carnelian, the seventh chrysolite, the eighth beryl, the ninth topaz, the tenth chrysoprase, the eleventh jacinth, the twelfth amethyst. 21 The twelve gates were made of pearls -- each gate from a single pearl! And the main street was pure gold, as clear as glass. 22 No temple could be seen in the city, for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are its temple. 23 And the city has no need of sun or moon, for the glory of God illuminates the city, and the Lamb is its light. 24 The nations of the earth will walk in its light, and the rulers of the world will come and bring their glory to it. 25 Its gates never close at the end of day because there is no night. 26 And all the nations will bring their glory and honor into the city. 27 Nothing evil will be allowed to enter -- no one who practices shameful idolatry and dishonesty -- but only those whose names are written in the Lamb's Book of Life.

Isaiah- 61:7-11

7 Instead of shame and dishonor, you will inherit a double portion of prosperity and everlasting joy. 8 "For I, the LORD, love justice. I hate robbery and wrongdoing. I will faithfully reward my people for their suffering and make an everlasting covenant with them. 9 Their descendants will be known and honored among the nations. Everyone will realize that they are a people the LORD has blessed." 10 I am overwhelmed with joy in the LORD my God! For he has dressed me with the clothing of salvation and draped me in a robe of righteousness. I am like a bridegroom in his wedding suit or a bride with her jewels. 11 The Sovereign LORD will show his justice to the nations of the world. Everyone will praise him! His righteousness will be like a garden in early spring, filled with young plants springing up everywhere.

Isaiah 62: 1-12

1 Because I love Zion, because my heart yearns for Jerusalem, I cannot remain silent. I will not stop praying for her until her righteousness shines like the dawn, and her salvation blazes like a burning torch. 2 The nations will see your righteousness. Kings will be blinded by your glory. And the LORD will give you a new name. 3 The LORD will hold you in his hands for all to see -- a splendid crown in the hands of God. 4 Never again will you be called the Godforsaken City or the Desolate Land. Your new name will be the City of God's Delight and the Bride of God, for the LORD delights in you and will claim you as his own. 5 Your children will care for you with joy, O Jerusalem, just as a young man cares for his bride. Then God will rejoice over you as a bridegroom rejoices over his bride. 6 O Jerusalem, I have posted watchmen on your walls; they will pray to the LORD day and night for the fulfillment of his promises. Take no rest, all you who pray. 7 Give the LORD no rest until he makes Jerusalem the object of praise throughout the earth. 8 The LORD has sworn to Jerusalem by his own strength: "I will never again hand you over to your enemies. Never again will foreign warriors come and take away your grain and wine. 9 You raised it, and you will keep it, praising the LORD. Within the courtyards of the Temple, you yourselves will drink the wine that you have pressed." 10 Go out! Prepare the highway for my people to return! Smooth out the road; pull out the boulders; raise a flag for all the nations to see. 11 The LORD has sent this message to every land: "Tell the people of Israel, 'Look, your Savior is coming. See, he brings his reward with him as he comes.'" 12 They will be called the Holy People and the People Redeemed by the LORD. And Jerusalem will be known as the Desirable Place and the City No Longer Forsaken.

Jeremiah 2:1-3

1 The LORD gave me another message. He said, 2 "Go and shout in Jerusalem's streets: 'This is what the LORD says: I remember how eager you were to please me as a young bride long ago, how you loved me and followed me even through the barren wilderness. 3 In those days Israel was holy to the LORD, the first of my children. All who harmed my people were considered guilty, and disaster fell upon them. I, the LORD, have spoken!'

Matthew- 25

1 "The Kingdom of Heaven can be illustrated by the story of ten bridesmaids who took their lamps and went to meet the bridegroom. 2 Five of them were foolish, and five were wise. 3 The five who were foolish took no oil for their lamps, 4 but the other five were wise enough to take along extra oil. 5 When the bridegroom was delayed, they all lay down and slept. 6 At midnight they were roused by the shout, 'Look, the bridegroom is coming! Come out and welcome him!' 7 "All the bridesmaids got up and prepared their lamps. 8 Then the five foolish ones asked the others, 'Please give us some of your oil because our lamps are going out.' 9 But the others replied, 'We don't have enough for all of us. Go to a shop and buy some for yourselves.' 10 "But while they were gone to buy oil, the bridegroom came, and those who were ready went in with him to the marriage feast, and the door was locked. 11 Later, when the other five bridesmaids returned, they stood outside, calling, 'Sir, open the door for us!' 12 But he called back, 'I don't know you!' 13 "So stay awake and be prepared, because you do not know the day or hour of my return.

Therefore it's a metaphor:

The "Bride" is defined through scripture(s) as the "City of God, Temple of God, The Nation of God and/or The People of God!" We are called to be his own, to be entitled in reaping the benefits of protection, blessings and love from our maker, God Almighty! Obviously the unholy, impure, unclean, defiled, detestable, wretched and the wicked will be Gods forsaken ones- for the path to the dwelling place reserved above and beyond this earth for those He chooses isn't an easy one, but its preliminary prerequisites commands that we persist to carry out our lives within the stringent narrow terms and conditions of rightousness!

Luke- 7:13-14

13 Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: 14 because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Retrieved on 12/30/2010 from URL: http://www.biblestudytools.com/user/login.aspx?ReturnUrl=http://www.biblestudytools.com/my-bible/ (New Living Translation)

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Listening!

2010-12-23T16:20:00.000-08:00

What do you say when you pray?
~I don't say anything I listen.

What does God say?
~He doesn't say anything he listens.

~The fruit of silence is prayer, the fruit of prayer is faith, the fruit of faith is love...Love is God!
~Prayer is when you talk to God; meditation is when you listen to God...

~Listening is the beginning of prayer...

By Mother Teresa

The value of consistent prayer is not that He will hear us, but that we will hear Him.
~ William McGill

Harassments!

2010-12-18T15:32:00.000-08:00

If Michelle my ex-wife has official representation and legal assistance to protect her from my so called "harassment" than I could be protected myself from the same type of annoyance, that brings psychological harm!

I can't even finish writing papers, essays, assigned postings to my course room academics without some sort of Harassments from the surrounding environment, within a household or in a public facility for higher learning such a the county library!

The TRO: Temporary Restraining Order defines Harassment as the following-

"Unlawful Harassments means a knowing a willful course of conducted directed at a specific person which seriously alarms, annoys, or harasses, or is detrimental to such person and which serves no legitimate purpose. The course of conduct shall be such as would cause a reasonable person to suffer substantial emotional distress, and shall actually cause substantial emotional distress to the petitioner, or, when the course of conduct by a person over age 18 would cause a reasonable parent to fear for the well being of the child. Course of conduct means a pattern of conduct composed of a series of acts over a period of time, however short, evidencing a continuity of purpose. Constitutionally protected activities are not included within the meaning of "course of conduct."

Michelle felt compelled to find protection so she could live her life with some peace of mind, make steady progress and be productive at work or in her own personal life. Now why can't I have the same opportunity having been harassed since my graduation from University of Washington in 1997, in schools such as:

~Capella University: MBA and PhD for I/O Psychology,
~Hawaii Pacific University: MBA,
~United States Sports Academy Online University,
~University of Washington Extension: Sports Administration Program

I had hit a emotional burn out in late 2009, and was in complete turmoil from overexposure had to take 3 quarters off because
my church that I found to have spiritual support had released Senior Pastor Earl Palmer from his helm, things were changing at UW my almamater! My safety supportive net of past life was starting to break, and I was losing a grip was so familiar to me: UW, UPC and Sand Point Naval Station! I was being harassed by the public around me, household members, kahunas! And now as of recent family members! It is just incredibly unjust on how I'm slammed with a TRO from Michelle, when I've been harassed by all those I just mentioned nonetheless the "Siren Community,"as well. It would be a staged event while in my travels or commuting to and from the Library studying. It could've been that I was mentally fatigued from hours studying, as if I was being persecuted just for trying to improve my quality of life through the pursuit for higher learning.

Believe me, being falsely accused and assaulted from all angles isn't what I expected, nor could handle emotionally all at once, so I had to take some time off from school to try and recover such misery!

But when I started back up again, Sisi and Patrick began their own channeling campaign to hex on me as well! And now, I've reached a point where I'm just severely irritable and agitated with just the sound of Sisi's or Patrick's voices! They both trigger intense emotional annoying disturbance within me, at a severely high level. They both are my younger siblings, that have turned into evil spiritual tormenting harassers!

They were and are completely clueless as to what I've learned in all my past studies both at UW and now at Capella University. But yet speak as if they are the experts, and I'm the pupil that have not ever been enrolled at the University of Washington between 1994-1997, all the more have never been inside a university course room full of students before at UW, which is the biggest of all insults coming from my own siblings, that have I've known all my life-

Was it amnesia? No, it's much more accurate to state that they are both liars that are involved in carrying out the devil's handiwork. They both have become disrespectful and audaciously defiant to me their older sibling, no less God Himself whom I rely for wisdom and to uplift me from their level of shame. Their ill will towards oppressing me from gaining a higher education and a better quality apparently frightens and disgusts them while they continue to live in a bitter disadvantaged impoverished life. For this reason of envy towards me, life between us or my family in general will never be the same again, ever! Moreover, Sisi and Patrick's misconduct to harass me, tends to give even more reason for other skeptics and cynics in the grand public, to persist in being harassers themselves against me!

Thus, I've grown tired and weary in trying to explain myself in what I've yet, or have to do in both my last courses with Capella, and to be frankly honest they both are also foolish stubborn asses, while they channel as spiritual tormentors!

I feel I need to slap a litigation lawsuit on being harassed while being funded with federal subsidies and expected to finish in satisfactory fashion through all institutions for higher learning since my divorce in 1998. incredibly though, I've been impeded and deprived of my time alone to study, think and evaluate critically within the context and contents of my courses pasts thanks the presence of Sisi and Patrick, and I'd gladly serve a TRO, or Litigation Complaint against them both for the emotional distress and trauma they've caused me. Even after all the displacements that has gone on for the last 12 years, they've taken an aggressive stance against me!

Michelle my ex-wife, has full protection with her TRO which I will fully honor; but I can't help but notice that am left as open prey for everyone to mentally assault and harass me seemingly at will!

I need wake up from this bad dream! Is this still America, the land of the Free?

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

His Pain, is My Pain!

2010-12-12T17:45:00.000-08:00

These dark agents and my kahuna siblings seem to feed into aggravating more and more my aches to agonize my life even further these days!

First it was Sleep Deprivation that caused Fatigue/Stress!...(Headaches).
Than IBS: Irritable Bowel Syndrome!...(Thorn in my side).
Than PMS: Piriformis Muscle Syndrome!... (Pain in my back).
Now it's Testicular Pain!...(My balls are on fire)

Everyday I suffer with these inconveniences, I'm reminded that life isn't easy, life isn't fair and life on the narrow righteous path to Heaven is a struggling battle that must be fought! Because despite this dark, cruel and unkind world I live in, I have an almighty God to turn to for my relief, and to rely on with persistent optimistic hope in eternal life after this one!

For He has a greater plan for me, than those are of this world that remain in the dark, and favor these evil spiritual principalities that govern their lives, for their persecutions against me today only clarifies their destined fate, which is far worse than they can imagine, or ever do!

Glory be to God!
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Stretches vs. Shakes and Bouncing!

2010-12-07T09:19:00.000-08:00

Restless Leg Syndrome while sitting, is a major side effect from my medications (Seroquel and Clonazepam) that I've had to deal with for many years now. But after realizing how I could alleviate my back pain while sitting for long periods of time by stretching my PMS while sitting, it helped to suppress my RLS problem. With me sitting crossed legged, I can keep my Piriformis Muscle from tightening, keep my spinal skeletal posture aligned properly as well avoiding the shakes or bouncing from starting in my legs!

It can really become miserable once my legs start to shake or bounce non stop for 30 minutes to an hour at a time; and I've had to get up do things to alleviate these restless nerves in the past! I don't believe my RLS is completely cured, because I've just increased the dosage for one of the two medications that I'm prescribed to take everyday!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

IBS and PMS!

2010-12-05T17:06:00.000-08:00

After all these years of suffering from this stiff sharp nagging pain in my lower back, and this other acute stabbing in my gut, I have come to conclude that both are Serotonin related Syndromes!

I have (PMS) Piriformis Muscle Sydrome and (IBS), Irritable Bowel Syndrome! Both are triggered from having a very stressful life, and the only remedy is make major altercations in my lifestyle, such as: avoiding stressful triggers, a restricted diet, exercising with a mixture of lateral movements along with forward, mandatory stretch periods, physical rehabilitation with a chiropractor or taking certain types of prescribed medications (stool softeners).

Stress triggers the abnormal amount(s) of a certain neurotransmitter called Seratonin to produced too little or too much from within my colon gastrinal tract. Which causes contractual spasms and high sensitivity in the colon cell walls while irregularity of motility takes place. With Serotonin in dyficiency, it induces or contracts to slow causing constipation; and with high levels of Serotonin, than it tends to induce at a rapid pace in motility. It should be important to mention that Serotonin within the colon cell walls becomes exceedingly hypersensitive during contractions that is either low or highd, leaving me with an awfully strong stabbing pain in the abdomen, inflicting enough to cause me to be in a paralysis or incapacitated state.

Relief from both being bloated, and the excretion of feces does bring relief to this sharp stabbing pain within the small intestines, stomach and esophagas areas. The nervous system, or nerves that travels through the entire intestinal tract makes it way through spinal chord to the brain relays this message that such a stabbing pain is nagging.

The back pain or PMS, Piriformis Muscle Syndrome is problematic with the Sciatic Nerve, and interacts with the central nervous system and the spinal column to the brain as well. Therefore, the aggravating pain from ones lower back, just like stress, fatigue and appetite tends to increase the abnormal amount of Serotonin and hyperactivity within the gastrinal tract or my gut area. With adverse pain, there is co-relation between my (PMS) Piriformous Muscle Syndrome and my (IBS) Irritable Bowel Syndrome with a common denominating factor in both scenarios, low Serotonin levels!

In sum, this chemical at the sufficient amount is known to bring a sense of euphoria, on the contrary with the too little of it may result into a depressive state. Serotonin otherwise functions to treat and regulate stress, sleep deprivation, fatigue, depression, back pain, loss of appetite, weight loss, mood swings and obviously in my case here, IBS and PMS!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

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Spending the Holidays with Intrusively Bullish Sibling Family Members!

2010-11-25T12:17:00.001-08:00

The Holiday Season has arrived!

I don't feel that visiting my family this year would be wise, being that my family has already invaded, violated, intruded upon my rights to privacy! They are un-welcomed negative pesters, tormenters and harassers in my personal space, and have forced themselves into everyday life, nonetheless have reached the point of being overstayed due to their false and wrongful accusations against me!

Why couldn't these idiotic sibling kahunas just have waited? Because it would have been another Thanksgiving like all others in the past, having me being among other family members in this state of washington during this season of celebration at the end of each year! i would have called my sister Gina by now, or would've contacted my Mother Agiga as well had Sisi and Patrick not invaded my territory and tested me in my so called shelter, vehicle of transportation, aptitude in my school work and even testing the earnestness of my meditative prayer life. They've left me in as state disgust, irritability and agitation! Compelling me to be more dependent and reliable in God the Father Almighty, God the Son, Jesus Christ and God the Holy Spirit, who has now become my family: in both Spirit and in Love so powerfully mysterious that He rises me above their taunts and torments to find His peace that transcends their kahuna channeling or comprehension!

My sibling kahunas were very untimely, and chose unwisely!

As I recall, earlier this year I cancelled my cell phone contract and needed time to recover from my emotional burn out from being so overexposed and ridiculed about all of my online virtual classroom work postings, mis-judgments, mis-perceptions or challenges from the entire world around me. Even from my former senior pastor at every Sunday Service played a part in ridiculing mockery against my online essays and term papers with Capella University!

Therefore, in order to keep the sanity and dignity I had left, I disengaged or disassociated with everything that promoted un-due stress that channeled into my overclogged mind:

Monitored Cell Phone discussions, TV, Radio, Certain Music CD's, DVD Movies, Electronic reading material(s), certain community websites and live stream webcasts! My iPod playlists with ear phones had to be worn in such places such as: puclic waiting rooms, public transits, shopping, certain errands, church events, sporting events (anything that would bring on misinterpreted remarks, slander, gossip and mockery). This was my strategic way to restore peace of mind, given all the undue stress accumulated over the last 12 years, since my Divorce with Michelle Poree my ex-wife in 1998.

I had retreat in order to find my sanity, peace of mind, silence, meditative time, reflective prayer time alone to recover and understand that I had to re-prioritize my life. And that was to focus on sharing with all those confused, doubtful, cynical and skeptical about me, had to be shown the TRUTH about my past! In every background that belonged to me! My Educational history, US Naval history, my marital past with Michelle, my family history as well.

I had to slow down in life order to see the path that I was on, was the right path that God wanted me to be on! I truly believed that the TRUTH that these doubters, cynics, skeptics and the confused wanted from me; could only be TRUTHFUL in their minds, if it was channelled to them through God and His mysterious promptings, while I live on His Righteous Path! Otherwise it would be just sharing stories without God's blessings, authority and ability to clarify my past better than anyone, regardless if they are part of my family or my friends network in every aspect of my truthful past life!

Than the worst intrusion of all occurred, my siblings makes allies with the Kahunas and forcefully invades and violates my every thought patterns. Intentionally and deliberately bringing on cursive and condemning remarks all day, all night long, even through time spent in intercessory prayer, or supposedly quiet time every morning!

What in the world made were they thinking, to try and deprive me and sever my time to recover, stabilize and restore civility in me before my every next days trials, tribulations and tests that the rest of the entire public were awaiting to administer to me.

These stupid Kahuna siblings of mine, as has been the agent of darkness, now try their very best to sleep deprive me, leaving me with a stabbing pain in gut that I've had for years. Not knowing until recently that it is a intestinal colon tract disorder called IBS, Irritable Bowel Syndrome. Thus, Sisi and Patrick therefore, have literally become like a thorn in my side, a pain in my ASS, or are practicing blind tortures with my organ(s) left to erode and dysfunction.

I despise them:

For one of my medications I take for my mental health increases this stabbing gut pain; along with leaving me with an prescribed medication co-payment outstanding balance that I just can't afford, nor want to pay due to the sinful misdeeds from all of them! It's their systematic disorder that I have to pay for here!

An unjust cause!

Thanksgiving or Christmas will never be the same with family members again; for my entire family knows about this sibling faction battles onwards, and they will eventually say something about it if I'm around them. There will be remarks that implicate their favor of what Sisi and Patrick have done to me; or reveal literally their disfavor the rudeness and cruelty of such invasive behavior by Sisi and Patrick, driven truly by their wicked darkened hearts, supported and encouraged by their allies, these hawaiian kahunas! A condemning practice by them, is leaves their own family in jeopardy to be ruined in the future as well.

They are loathsome!

Sisi and Patrick have wronged me all along, and have been fools to have made an alliance with these corrupt wretched human beings found in the entire society of kahunas, and are aware of how the Agent of Darkness plays into their folly as well.

Thus it leaves me to disengage with all other family members this holiday season and the future holiday seasons to come.
Let this be a lesson to all those without patience, hindsight, providence and fortitude, to understand the full meaning as to why it's so important to recover and be restored to full health in order to continue to communicate once again, after an emotional burn out has occurred!

Lastly, I ask from God for His Blessings on my Birthday come the 1st of December, 2010! I ask that He Bless me with an entire day and night WITHOUT voices! An entire day with peace of mind, an entire day to spend time alone with just Him, My Creator! Is that too much to ask? Is it too much to ask for my inalienable rights to be in its proper orderly place?

When I was born in American Samoan in 1969, I imagine my actual birth wasn't filled with rude, intrusive interruptions to my sleep; but rather a day where I could be able to sleep in peace, rest in love and to recover among those that allowed me full restoration!

Happy Holidays to my family and friends, with the exception of Sisi and Patrick!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

God Speed!

2010-11-19T15:30:00.001-08:00

If my own family betrays me,
may friends befriend me;

If friends betrays me,
may creatures/beasts of the wild befriend me;

If sadistic sac-religious tyrants creates a world war,
may our own countries defense campaign protect our way of life.

If our own defense campaign alters the privacy of my own life;
may all unaltered natural forms of life overwhelm me with joy and sanity.

If spiritual mediums channel and invade my meditative life to joy & peace,
may God speak for me, pray for me and think for me.

Disciple Paul says:
To live is be like Christ, and to die is eternal gain!

God Speed!
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Devastation!

2010-11-06T19:21:00.000-07:00

My kin folk siblings may have enough evidence to diminish their skepticism and doubt, and may have surfaced much more rest assured awareness of my true identity in who I am to them.

They should not however, expect that their violation and violent attitudinal behavior in communicating with me through a wicked channel are acceptable. For their insensitive punitive tormenting has become irreparable damage to my cognitive, psychological, emotional and physical internal framework design. It is now patterned to never be civil nor interpersonal with them again.

Their incessant unruly conduct to intend harm and discord in my life, leaves me with feelings of being insulted, disgusted and disdain to never communicate with politeness. For they have become uncivil; paranormal; wicked and contrary to everything that unites anything that is grounded in love! They have been contrary to God, who is Love!

Therefore, they will be neglected in their efforts to try and mend relations with me their true blood brother!

For it is God who they should try and vindicate themselves with. He will be who they will be accountable to in their attempt to replace Him as my conscience. Their audacity to become evil channeling tormentors, with contempt to govern every process regarding my cognitive, psychological, emotional and physical state. These siblings of mine have grown with selfish cruelty to believe that ought to control or disturb my thought patterns or train of thought, with boldness and fearlessness in the sight of God Himself without any conscience of their own whatsoever! The apparent harm that they have done to me already, is blissfully oblivious!

This is why I can promise you, they will suffer from God's Wrath, Fury, Eternal Agony and Pain!

A family doesn't unite in the carnal flesh, once betrayal to become incarnal impediments to another family member occurs; or the attempt to pollute and corrupt the authenticity of our bloodline with the dark community to that of the kahunas; or the malicious impairment of the truth (legendary stories) into what designs the core fabric of profound blood relationships with shared meanings; by forming a wicked alliance with devilish Kahunas, which has caused a humiliating faction in our family that was once stable and secured in God's Love, has banished the simple notion of reconciling as a carnal family spoiled by their evil deeds.

i.e Legendary Stories:

The true story about Patrick sleeping on my blue futon on the ground floor in the Poree's former place, with ma making leis just a couple of ft. away for me at 3:30 in the morning. Patrick also did the Haka Siva with cousin Sano during the barbecue in the backyard. Also the the delay in flight plans for Ma to remain back a day, after exchanging departure tickets with Luana, due to health issues regarding her pregnancy with Lawson at that time of their visit for my graduation celebration from University of Washington in 1997!

Here united in God, I stand alone against the incarnate wretched evil harassments that my kin folk siblings has brought against me, and do obviously find it as a pleasurable convenience and enjoyable folly. This is superficial power that will only bring them the most severest devastation of punishments many times over, that they can be most certain that can never bear.

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. Michelle, my ex-wife is exempt from such devastation!

My Voting Privileges!

2010-11-02T17:31:00.000-07:00

Today is Election Day in the United States of America!

Well, over a week ago I went in person to register to vote and was denied due to my U.S. National Status, having being born in American Samoa in Dec. of 1969, an American Territory! I was informed by the personnel of that Election Office located in Coupeville, WA. that only Naturalize Citizens of the U.S. are entitled to Vote in this United States Election, no less Elections in 2012, when our U.S. President and Vice President are both up for re-elections.

I've since, re-submitted my paperwork with UCIS, The United States Citizenship and Immigration Services to check the status of being Naturalized, and to arrange a scheduled interview before being granted in being a Naturalized U.S. Citizen. I initially filed for Naturalization over 3 years ago and still pending approval! Thanks to 9/11 and the continuing struggle against combatting "Terrorism," it seems that INS or UCIS have frozen the Naturalization Process to all new applicants over the last decade.

I must confess, that I've voted several times as an adult in the past elections, but it was without knowing full and well that my U.S. National Citizenship Status would deny me of such a privilege. Nor do I believe both my parents, and sibling sister (Luana) haven't researched enough on their voting privileges for American Samoans in participating in the voting process here in the Continental United States of America, which is actually none. I know because I read it thoroughly through online, and have actual print outs of the CIA's Fact Sheet on U.S. Nationals born in American Samoa.

Furthermore, I also felt that since I am a U.S. Navy Veteran of War, it automatically may be legitimate and eligible to vote. But that simply isn't the case, and I still need to go through the Due Process of being Naturalized as a U.S. Citizen.

Nonetheless, is my overexposed life that I have to struggle with on a daily basis. Of course it means everything I do has to be legitimate or in proper compliance with U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services or other Federal Department Agencies.

When all is said and done, my hope is that I get to vote in 2012 elections with legitimacy, and beyond without anymore hinderances!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Mockers!

2010-10-13T18:58:00.000-07:00

Definition of MOCK:

a transitive verb

~to treat with contempt or ridicule : deride
~to disappoint the hopes of
~defy, challenge
~to imitate (as a mannerism) closely : mimic
~to mimic in sport or derision
Retrieved on 10/13/2010 from URL: http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/mockers

By this definition, Sisi and Patrick are MOCKERS!

Bear with me while I speak, and after I have spoken, mock on.
Job 21:3

First of all, you must understand that in the last days mockers will come, scoffing and following their own evil desires.
II Peter 3:3

Blessed is the person who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners or sit in the seat of mockers.
Psalm 1:1

The arrogant mock me without restraint, but I do not turn from your law.
Psalm 119:51

How long will mockers delight in mockery and fools hate knowledge?
Proverbs 1:22

God mocks proud mockers but gives grace to the humble.
Proverbs 3:34

Whoever corrects a mocker invites insult. Whoever rebukes a wicked person incurs abuse. Do not rebuke a mocker or they will hate you. Rebuke a wise person and they will love you.
Proverbs 9:7-8

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom and knowledge of the Holy One is understanding. If you are wise, your wisdom will reward you. If you are a mocker, you alone will suffer.
Proverbs 9:10,12

The mocker seeks wisdom and finds none, but knowledge comes easily to the discerning.
Proverbs 14:6

A mocker resents correction. They will not consult the wise.
Proverbs 15:12

He who guards his mouth and his tongue keeps himself from calamity. The proud and arrogant person, "Mocker" is their name. They behave with overbearing pride.
Proverbs 21:23-24

Drive out the mocker and out goes strife. Quarrels and insults are ended.
Proverbs 22:10

Do not be deceived. God cannot be mocked. A person reaps what they sow. The one who sows to please their sinful nature, from that nature will reap destruction. The one who sows to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life.
Galatians 6:7-8

Retrieved on 10/13/2010 from URL: http://truthsaves.org/mocker.shtml

The Fear of the LORD is the foundation of wisdom. Knowledge of the Holy One results in good judgment.
Proverbs. 9:10

A false witness will be cut off, but a credible witness will be allowed to speak.
No human wisdom or understanding or plan, can stand against the LORD.
Prov.21:28&30

Retrieved on 10/13/2010 from URL: http://www.newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=Proverbs+21%3A24&find.x=0&find.y=0

It feels like a waste of time reprimanding and correcting Sisi & Patrick, regardless of how obvious, how convincing, how real or how revealing the evidence accumulates and seems insurmountable in favor of my true identity as being Michelle's ex-husband, and their own blood sibling! However, the bible explicitly explains the burden of my frustrations about my mocking siblings! They don't have an interest to care, or know, thus carry on without the Fear of God for what is to be the consequence of their mockery!

Those Stubborn Asses!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

It would be best!

2010-10-10T19:49:00.000-07:00

When visits to family of my own eventually contributes to chronic psychological harm, with members denying being part of the FEDS systematic abusive investigation, than it would be best just not to visit!

When phone calls home triggers a raucous riot in the background, and becomes wasted minutes used, it would be best to write instead!

When me eating triggers judgments on what I eat, how fast or slow I eat, how much or how little I eat, how messy it gets, how much napkins are used, judgments about the cleanup afterwards, it would be best to just not cook and completely avoid the kitchen and pantry areas!

When Media coverage on the Radio, TV, Newspaper, Magazine, Internet and Fiction Books, DVD, or Theatre triggers slanderous gossip link to me, it would best just to disengage in these things.

When Face Book triggers mockery and brings aches to my mind, heart and soul, it would be best to reduce the amount family and friends that does the mocking!

When certain sports triggers more attention and hostility to myself, it would be best to disengage in it and find an alternative activity to entertain myself in!

When voices are channeled into my mind by my kahuna siblings or other family members all day, throughout the night, everyday; out of ignorance, corruptive desire to maintain leverage, control and power over my life, than it would be best to sever physical encounters, verbal communication in the future and subsequently pray for the punitive consequences of their evil misdeeds!

When my life is filled with altercations to my private mind, altercations to my constitutional amendment rights and altercations to my participation in every system made and meant to be altered by man, than it would be best to seek and find the things of God that continues to remain in its natural aesthetic form, unaltered by man!

When my school assignments, term papers or essays are met with intrusion and interference from my sibling kahuna voices that have not taken a college course ever in their lives: both physical or virtual types, than it be best to take a break for a bit and rebuild some level tolerance and restraint from their ignorance, insults, disrespect, misunderstanding and misconduct!

When the "agents of darkness" tend to mask my own voice, it would be best to pray fervently and frequently; asking the Holy Spirit of God to rebuke it and to speak over its deceptive voice that confuses those immediately around me, nonetheless my enemies and oppressors the Kahunas that may not know the difference!

In Retrospect:

"Life, Liberty and Happiness" ended for me when my divorce decree with Michelle Vivienne Pore'e, was finalized in 1998!

I believe she tried to warn me in many ways possible, on how essential she truly was in my life given the "Third Party" conspirators, found to be at the peripheral of our marriage back then. Had I not failed in being an infidel husband, or having the fortitude and wisdom gained today, I believe she would've been the best supportive match a wife could've ever have offered me in so many areas we had mutual interests in.

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Dad!

2010-09-20T21:33:00.000-07:00

Why haven't I chosen to see my dad, since he visited Washington State last, with my mother?

He failed to to be the father that I expected him to be in this family crisis situation with the hawaiians invading our family boundaries, or kindred territory. They have brought discord, distortion and disgrace to our family and my dad has done nothing to stop it, but instead assisted in further it into becoming a more severe mistake.

I look at our famiiy portait of our united loving family before I left after high school in 1987, and realize that what was special has been turned into something of a public spectacle for the whole world to watch and mock, scoff, and ridicule while dad stands back and watches what once was, will never be once more, ever again.

God the Father Almighty is my Father now, my dad is with his hawaiian allies, the hawaiian kahunas that have blinded, corrupted, poisoned and exploited their misperceptions and wrong intentions into our once united Samoan family! I don't speak of hawaiian in general, I speak of the kahuna society that have practiced spiritual channeling, and is a big kahuna fan of witchcraft, nor find any evil in what they do! For there are many cousins, uncles and aunts that have a hawaiian spouses and relatives that aren't into evil witchcraft, nor spiritual channeling to bring disharmony, disturbance of peace within a family united in love. These hawaiians are part of my real past, that in which is my childhood, adolescent and young adulthood life!

But Sisi, Patrick, Taateo and Dad apparently are in favor of these hawaiian kahunas, dark spiritualists that are mediums and channel harm, harassing torments into another person or family's lives, causing a dis-unified faction, rift and conflict. They believe in witchcraft, sorcery, curses, condemnation that isn't from God, but contrary to God the Father Almighty!

Their intentions are with a malicious pursuit to seek, attack and destroy, no less than what the devil simply does!
Again dad supports the kahunas in this case, and therefore I don't support him!

The kahunas are an infectious disease that has infected my sibling and my dad; to become cynics, skeptics, quarrelsome, troublesome over what are my truths, are versus their own dishonesty and un-forgiven lies.

I've on many occasions became filled with irate rage, with outbursts of anger with these fools; these siblings of mine have become a thorn at my side, for the entire public spectate and watch, without dad, having any concern at all for his own family in disarray, discord and disharmony! He sits back and watches while we combat, conflict and duel in the public's eyes! What fools we've all become for hawaiians and the Federal Agents to have triggered; only to sit back and watch this whole ordeal just like my dad unfold into one big crummy mess. Me trying my best to prove who I am, completely convincing my siblings in order for them to shut up, stop channeling into my private and public life!

Again my dad does nothing but watches! Is he too stupid to counteract this nonsense with my siblings and I, while the whole world watches us combat against each other? Does he like the entertainment no different than some stranger, outside our family boundaries, watching from the peripheral?

Is he unaware on how to seek counsel, an advocate, an attorney for due process to take place in real terms to come against me in a court of law?

He plays as if no spiritual warfare is taking place, no surveillance systematic abuse sabotages my every choice, on a daily basis and writes to me stating that I should take my prescribed medications remove such imaginary, fictitious beliefs and that I am with a mental illness disorder!

Does he want to see the truth unfold before his very own eyes about who I truly am to him, and feel like a fool when I do prove through God the Father Almighty, how wrong he has been covering up this spiritual channeling warfare with his kahuna allies, and this systematic surveillance abuse given the federal governments sophisticated technology to track my every movement or thoughts. Dad denies all of these things and states instead that I should just forgive my kahuna siblings, take my prescribed medications because I'm mentally ill fascinating, hallucinating and am disorderly in my thinking patterns!

He sits back, watches and does nothing and lies to me, while I'm struggling while in conflict with everyone in the whole world, or Gods Green Earth, therefore, I won'ts support this liar, but continue to praise God the Father Almighty, Glory be to God, when He prevails over dad!

My dad really doesn't care about the truth about whom I've become since my graduation from high school in 1987?

He knows little about the United States Navy, knows little the University of Washington, nor about the sovereign authority of God the Father in Heaven and all that He has created under Heaven...because if my dad did know anything about what I had engaged in within all these spheres, he wouldn't supported me by now! Dad wouldn't have gotten me legal and spiritual reinforcements by now to come against these kahunas and agents of darkness! He would've opposed any more spiritually dark turmoil, harassments and torments by my own Siblings: Sisi and Patrick!

Dad would've told both of these two idiotic fools to:

"STAND DOWN, STAND DOWN AND LEAVE ME BE!"

Patrick has chosen to marry into the kahunas society and has children that are blood hawaiians, thus a kahuna he became. While Sisi has had many past friends that were and are hawaiians. She has a Samoan husband though with children that are all full Samoans, but have also chosen to become a hawaiian kahuna as well!

They are after power, leverage and advantage due to the truths that they just can't seem to believe, nor accepted of me since 1987 high school graduation, hence their allied positions with the dark spiritual kahuna channelists continues on.

Sisi is now a muli-faitautala, and Patrick is a FUFOOL (fufu)!

The God Almighty has watched this conflict go on for some time from above!

He will burn those considered on the path of malicious perversion, destruction; disbelief or fear in Him! While those on the path of righteousness, shall live on into eternity with rested assurance, security, peace and love!

To do nothing for which is your own blood, is to make a choice for your future with the One that created us ALL!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Balmer Hall!

2010-09-17T21:29:00.000-07:00

Well last night was our time to say good farewell to Balmer Hall, before it being demolished and replaced! I spent two years taking classes at Balmer Hall, and do remember faces of many faculty and students back in late 1995, 1996 and 1997.

It was my life was tremendously optimistic, and at the same time a violated pseudo time period unfully known to m. But nonetheless I am grateful that I achieved my Bachelor's Degree from this higher learning institution of University of Washington, and its Business Administration Department!

FYI:

My Undergraduate Degree from University of Washington wouldn't have been possible without the Associates Degree from Columbia College at their extended studies program on the former Naval Station Puget Sound in Sand Point, WA. Furthermore, my Associates of Arts Degree Transcripts would not have been completely ligitimate without my transfered credits from the Central Texas College Extension Courses, and Selected United States Naval Courses, and Awards received while stationed aboard the USS Tarawa LHA-1, Home ported in San Diego, CA. prior to Sea Duty Tour completion in 1991.

I left my mark at the former Balmer Hall Library (my former student #) , where I once did research, group study, and time alone in my studies. A space that in which eventually became the MBA Lounge for the past decade or so! A lot students there last night weren't aware of Balmer Hall Library until I wrote on the wall and pillars in between where the former book stacks existed. Moreover, directly across the passageway hall on the ground floor was an undergraduate study lounge or reading room then. It had rows and rows of tables, and lots chairs. It remained the undergraduate lounge still today! The classrooms that in which I took my business administration courses to major in, were located on the 2nd, 3rd and 4th floors in Balmer Hall. Our Business Administration computer labs, were always located on the 4th floor, or at the end of the building closest to Denny Hall.

There were a few other larger classes for my lower level courses held in huge auditoriums around the campus of UW, before my upper level core courses began and were focused solely in Balmer Hall. Teaching Assistants offices and their office hours were always located down in the basement, varied student groups had office spaces allocated for them as well. ABBS was the Student Group that I became a part of at that time as well, or the Association of Black Business Students (Minority Affair Students). There were professors that were tenured or teaching part time that didn't have time for office hours, and TA's were fortunately there for that reason. Labs or sections were periods or class sessions were the TA's were instructors, to compliment the 2 hour lectures by the professor during the week.

After being accepted into the School of Business Administration, through a eligible exam score in addition to my current GPA at the time of my exam results were submitted, my upper level courses began with Professors and them only. It would signify that specialized courses that you would have wanted to focus within the Business Administration Curriculum (Finance, Economics, Accounting, HR) would solely be the courses that would focused on in taking at Balmer Hall. Otherwise a student like myself could be on my way in satisfying a general Business Administration Degree entailing all specialties with 2 hour lecture sessions, doen 2x a week for each course, typically during the last academic school year before being eligible to graduate, and be invited to attend the UW Commencement Ceremony, in my case, 1997.

I should also mention that the the "Sky Bridge" that connects McKenzie Hall (Professors Offices) and Balmer Hall (TA's, or Teaching Assistants Offices), was where the Expresso Stand was Located back then, and lines would formulate in between classes! The Expresso Stand had been relocated to the ground floor, but of course won't be there much longer!

Well faces, names and project presentations, with me in most of all of my classes at Balmer Hall; along with my former classmates, teaching assistants and professors flooded my mind last night while walking the Halls of Balmer for the very last time! More specifically came to mind were Professor's and TA's teaching style, mandatory interactive group discussions during class, my presentations that were done well, and other of my presentations that could've been improved while public speaking about my project of about myself in front of my class.

There were classmates that were friends that associated outside this sphere of Balmer Hall Business Courses (IMA, IC, HUB, Libraries), this was versus those that were just study associates for class projects. Than there were the attractive bunch of the opposite gender of young ladies. Some which were nice, witty and sociable, some that flirted a bit and than a few others that were just obviously noticeable by everyone, knew that they were! This which I strongly believe, got me into a lot trouble, due to me a supposedly a loyal faithful loving husband to Michelle, my wife at that time as well!

NO: I did not date behind Michelle's back, NOR did I have any form of sex with any female students while enrolled the entire time while a UW Student, not ever!

Regardless of this Truth, a UW HUSKY I was then, and a UW HUSKY I will always proudly be! For if there was any one goal that I had set myself to accomplish that was more important than any other accomplishments before the end of my Naval Career, from 1987-1993; it was to graduate from a Division I Major NCAA Conference University such as: CAL Berkeley, or the University of Washington.

Well thanks to Balmer Hall, I accomplished my mission set long before my US Naval Career ended, by successfully completing my last summer academic quarter at UW in August of 1997; after my Commencement Ceremony was held on June 14th, 1997.

Thank You Balmer Hall, I wouldn't have done it without you!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Ecclesiastes 3:16-21

2010-09-15T21:06:00.000-07:00

16 And I saw something else under the sun:
In the place of judgment—wickedness was there,
in the place of justice—wickedness was there.

17 I thought in my heart,
"God will bring to judgment
both the righteous and the wicked,
for there will be a time for every activity,
a time for every deed."

18 I also thought, "As for men, God tests them so that they may see that they are like the animals. 19 Man's fate is like that of the animals; the same fate awaits them both: As one dies, so dies the other. All have the same breath ; man has no advantage over the animal. Everything is meaningless. 20 All go to the same place; all come from dust, and to dust all return. 21 Who knows if the spirit of man rises upward and if the spirit of the animal goes down into the earth?"

All men are not created equal, but all creatures under our maker on earth is!

Gods Speed!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Retrieved on 09/15/2010 from URL: http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=ecclesiastes%203:16-24&version=NIV

The Ship's Library!

2010-09-15T16:21:00.000-07:00

Onboard the USS Tarawa LHA-1 we Christian Brothers would get together for Bible Study several times a week. To unite, study and pray! Chaplain (Commander) Needham was always in the lead for our orderly bible studies in the evenings to proceed in the Ship's Library, or during prayer breakfasts in the Ship's Galley, while on deployments!

The Ship's Library (Sunday Service) was located below decks, on the same level as the Ship's Store and the Ship's Classroom (Sunday Catholic Mass)!

It was during his sermon on Mathew: 25 that I felt a transformation in my life take place, or with the Holy Spirit to intercede for the very first time ever in my life at the age of 19! I felt that I didn't want to be part of the foolish population that isn't ready for His return, but to filled with His wisdom and discernment while in suffering or in prosperity, I should not forget to pursue holiness and the likeness and image of Him, those He considers to be His very own, upon His return arrival!

~Matt. 25:1-13 (New Living Translation)

~Then the Kingdom of Heaven will be like ten bridesmaids* who took their lamps and went to meet the bridegroom. Five of them were foolish, and five were wise. The five who were foolish didn't take enough olive oil for their lamps, but the other five were wise enough to take along extra oil. When the bridegroom was delayed, they all became drowsy and fell asleep. "At midnight they were roused by the shout, 'Look, the bridegroom is coming! Come out and meet him!' "All the bridesmaids got up and prepared their lamps. Then the five foolish ones asked the others, 'Please give us some of your oil because our lamps are going out. "But the others replied, 'We don't have enough for all of us. Go to a shop and buy some for yourselves. "But while they were gone to buy oil, the bridegroom came. Then those who were ready went in with him to the marriage feast, and the door was locked. Later, when the other five bridesmaids returned, they stood outside, calling, 'Lord! Lord! Open the door for us!' "But he called back, 'Believe me, I don't know you!' "So you, too, must keep watch! For you do not know the day or hour of my return.

~Isaiah 62: 4-5 (New Living Translation)

~Because I love Zion, I will not keep still. Because my heart yearns for Jerusalem, I cannot remain silent. I will not stop praying for her until her righteousness shines like the dawn, and her salvation blazes like a burning torch. The nations will see your righteousness. World leaders will be blinded by your glory. And you will be given a new name by the LORD's own mouth. The LORD will hold you in his hand for all to see—a splendid crown in the hand of God. Never again will you be called "The Forsaken City"* or "The Desolate Land." Your new name will be "The City of God's Delight"* and "The Bride of God," for the LORD delights in you and will claim you as his bride. Your children will commit themselves to you, O Jerusalem, just as a young man commits himself to his bride. Then God will rejoice over you as a bridegroom rejoices over his bride.

So how steady a pace it became, to read, be encouraged by fellowship, and through the readings of the Holy Bible on a consistent daily basis! It was never the same once the Holy Spirit's Fire burned within my heart. It was an in dwelling then, as it feels once again today! People like myself, were committed Christians initially, than with insufficient guidance, or community that helps to keep a growing Christian accountable, we fall astray and compromise our faith to the fallen world, than there is recommitment, reconciliation and restoration with God! His mercy and kindness of His grace, once again salvages my life, only to keep me living in salvation on the righteous path. It is a journey intimate with God Almighty that shouldn't be compromised once one is MADE FULLY AWARE what is contrary to the path to righteous, which is the path to destruction!

~Matt. 13: 1-23 (New Living Translation)

~Listen! A farmer went out to plant some seeds. As he scattered them across his field, some seeds fell on a footpath, and the birds came and ate them. Other seeds fell on shallow soil with underlying rock. The seeds sprouted quickly because the soil was shallow. But the plants soon wilted under the hot sun, and since they didn't have deep roots, they died. Other seeds fell among thorns that grew up and choked out the tender plants. Still other seeds fell on fertile soil, and they produced a crop that was thirty, sixty, and even a hundred times as much as had been planted!

~Anyone with ears to hear should listen and understand." His disciples came and asked him, "Why do you use parables when you talk to the people?" He replied, "You are permitted to understand the secrets* of the Kingdom of Heaven, but others are not. To those who listen to my teaching, more understanding will be given, and they will have an abundance of knowledge. But for those who are not listening, even what little understanding they have will be taken away from them. That is why I use these parables. For they look, but they don't really see. They hear, but they don't really listen or understand. This fulfills the prophecy of Isaiah that says,

~'When you hear what I say, you will not understand. When you see what I do, you will not comprehend. For the hearts of these people are hardened, and their ears cannot hear, and they have closed their eyes—so their eyes cannot see and their ears cannot hear, and their hearts cannot understand, and they cannot turn to me and let me heal them. But blessed are your eyes, because they see; and your ears, because they hear. I tell you the truth, many prophets and righteous people longed to see what you see, but they didn't see it. And they longed to hear what you hear, but they didn't hear it.

~"Now listen to the explanation of the parable about the farmer planting seeds. The seed that fell on the footpath represents those who hear the message about the Kingdom and don't understand it. Then the evil one comes and snatches away the seed that was planted in their hearts. The seed on the rocky soil represents those who hear the message and immediately receive it with joy. But since they don't have deep roots, they don't last long. They fall away as soon as they have problems or are persecuted for believing God's word. The seed that fell among the thorns represents those who hear God's word, but all too quickly the message is crowded out by the worries of this life and the lure of wealth, so no fruit is produced. The seed that fell on good soil represents those who truly hear and understand God's word and produce a harvest of thirty, sixty, or even a hundred times as much as had been planted!"

So once I was given the eyes to see, hears to hear and a new heart to understand, I perceived things differently; I began building a biblically grounded center in my life. I've come to see what heaven on earth is, through His aesthetic natural beauty in His creation! It is the face of God, our Maker, the Creator of ALL things both in the Heavens, and on Earth!

I have also come to believe that ALL humanity is NOT created equal, but that ALL living creatures under God is!

People may think we Christians are weird, or from Mars, but the Aesthetic Natural Beauty in His creation, leaves me grateful to feel near Him while He takes good care of me through times in life full adversaries, turmoil, shame, uncertainty and unfairness!

There were some places out at sea, port calls in foreign lands that reminded that God was near, very near, emotional roller coasters in life both then and now, seem to disappear and solid ground I stand on, the rock of solidarity that I depend on, is God!

Quiet time and being intimate with God Almighty Himself, in the presence of His creation in locations overseas, no less the Flight Deck and its Operations wasn't labor anymore, it became a adventurous and fascinating labour of love under the watchful eye of God Himself, My Father! It was not by might, nor power, but by the Spirit of the Holy God that compelled me to do the things that I did! And the Blessings of God flowed through me, with 5 Medals and a few commendable letters and ribbons after my Sea Duty Tour!

As the hours, days, weeks and months went by underway! Life at work, social networking and family ties changed tremendously! Life took on a new meaning! "Born Again" at the age of 19 then wasn't something I ever will regret, but instead am forever grateful for!

Other christian believers, that were from both the Marine Corps and our Ship's Naval Personnel would testify of the sort of challenges that were similar to my very own that time onboard the Tarawa together: insubordination, defiance, anger, infidelity, boasting, drunk and disorderly conduct!

Married, were most of these men while on our deployment, when bible study's in the Ship's Library was held in the evenings, leaving just a couple of us who were without spouses, so we had an accountability system as brothers in Christ, to remain on the path of righteousness.

Music and the message in it, to awaken the Holy Spirit within me, was also of great help for me. I found Gospel, Soul and A capella Harmony to be effective genres in assisting me to remain in God, as He dwelled within me. These kinds of music had the power to direct and guide me, by its sermon messages within the lyrics, that presented prayers, glory, honor and worship to God, no less testimonies in itself!

During peace time, 1989 deployment, or during "Operation Desert Storm!"in 1990-1991, we wade the storm and made it out of the Gulf War that evolved into a unified church, or a body of Christ that had much honor and praise for God watchful eye on us, and the Ship's Crew!

The "Eagle One," Senior Plane Captain! Chief (ADC) Don Davis, after our deployment in the Gulf War, somehow knew my level of sincerity in wanting to serve God, and to learn how to be more like Him. Chief Davis, was generous with me one evening by awarding me (Green) Thick Textbook Size Bible; it was a version of the "Living Bible." I was already in the mode to learn about how to advance within my own rating, and now there was a spiritual side of me that wanted to grow as well. Thus, I became more and more studious, with a serious sincerity to focus on growing spiritually, while improving in both my academic and professional endeavors. God blessed my strong interests, and I excelled in all these new areas of my life at that time in my young life, and it has since been a journey to challenge by faith and knowledge from many parts of my life, especially the Island Culture I left behind after High School in 1987!

The "Living Bible" had footnotes that were sermons in itself, or extended interpretations on most versus in the bible to help me grow in the wisdom of God in a rapid manner.

Chief (ADC) Davis and I, both had motorcycles that would go north to visit family during weekend liberty. For Chief Davis, it was his wife waiting for 5 hours north, however, It took me just 2 hours to see my own kin folks, when liberty call sounded on Friday afternoons, and weekends apart the USS Tarawa, LHA-1 began. We were home ported in Naval Station, Sand Diego, CA. at that time, in my case 1988-1991.

Eagle One's was home based out of Naval Air Station, North Island, CA!

Memories of our bible study in the Ship's Library will never be forgotten by myself, nor the Ship's Crew that took part of it underway!

It really made a positive difference in helping me to remain optimistic, persistent in being a good follower of Christ and finding those that were noble, honorable and wise leaders. Emotionally intelligent and witty with professionalism; when in workplace filled with pessimism, defiant street attitudes difficult with respecting authority. Those were two biggest challenges I faced at that time, but God prevailed as He guided and I followed!

The Ship's Library attracted many of the Ship's Crew, and Marine Personnel that were of different MOS', rank, ratings and various time in active duty service at that time; but we considered each others to be all disciples of Christ, and were on a first name basis within this time frame and space available. We were also disciples in Christ with at different levels of maturity in our Faiths! Some were just "Born Again" like myself, while others were Christians for close to twenty years, so it was helpful to attend bible study, and learn from much more seasoned Christians, that had faced some heavy trials and tribulations in their life, that could benefit a new growing christian as myself then.

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. Berna, one of my younger sister's, was who had this "Living Bible" last! Unfortunately, after my divorce with Michelle most of my possessions from my past academics life and the United States Navy career, had been scattered and displaced!

The Right to be left alone!

2010-09-13T20:34:00.000-07:00

‎"The Right to Privacy; encompasses constitutional rights and common law protections; like the right to seclusion, solitude, repose, tranquility and the right to be left alone!"

~Caroline Mala Corbin
Retrieved on 09/13/2010 from: http://www.bu.edu/law/central/jd/organizations/journals/bulr/volume89n3/documents/CORBIN.pdf

A complete disregard for such common protections to humanity, is an attempt to condemn or curse another person's life!

SIsi and Patrick, your persistence to attack me while in my sleep, accuse me falsely and harass me continuously, compels me to persist and hope onward and upward! Life in the Spirit of God will prevail here, not you and your carnal sinful nature that's headed for doom! (Romans 8:1-8)

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

The 3 Valea's!

2010-09-10T16:47:00.000-07:00

What will I do without such items in my life:
Ear plugs, ear chords and music!

They've stripped my U.S. Constitutional Rights to Privacy and Equality away, when I could've had some time alone, to write, think, strategies, evaluate and synthesize conceptual subjects!

Took a shower today, and could hear them as always. it made it frustrating, tense, miserable and debilitating to be in the shower or on the toilet this morning!

Q: REALLY, WHAT ARE THEY TRYING TO MAKE ME DO, FORCE ME TO DO, HOPING THAT I DO?

A: Turn myself into the police, the Federal Law Enforcement Officers, for being someone other than myself, Mickey Tovio Scanlan! Turn myself in for NOT being the brother of Patrick and Sisi!, nor the nephew of this perverted Aunt, Taate'o, that hawaiian witch-bitch!

Idiotic Liars, these 3 Valea's are; no less my dad (earthly father)!

They can deny me as a non-family member all they want, but they will never take away my past U.S. Naval Career, that in which I earned an experience in being part a Foreign War like the "Desert Storm Operation." I earned the National Defense Medal, Kuwait Liberation Medal, Navy Commendation Medal, Humanitarian Medal and Good Conduct Medal, South East Asia Ribbon and the Battle E Ribbon, my graduation and earning my Associates Degree while still on Active Duty Service in Sand Point, WA....I was honorably discharged for my six years zealous, faithful and courageous Active Duty Service!

They can't take one minute of any that away, not ever! Even if they have gone past the PARANORMAL threshold!

Even the Commander and Chief of the United States whom I served honorably under between 10/1987-11/1993, will support me on this, after this due process of the law is proven my innocence of being who I always have been, and claimed to have been. This is regardless if my father wants to disown, betray and shame me in front of the whole entire United States!

So really what has he done that was honorable for our Country, the United States of America, besides dodge the United States Military Draft during the Vietnam Era?

The actual family shame comes into clarity when their feeble, puny, penile and manure minds recognizes that if I myself went into battle during, A Major Foreign War: "Operation Desert Storm" to foster peace, ensure security and protection to be manifested over the United States Republic, or into the lives of these 3 valea's and my dad's during such a major world crisis, otherwise any time during my Active Duty Service while on patrol ready standby. On the contrary the treatment I get in return from such honorable service is to be in daily quarrelsome and troublesome battle that the hawaiians have started. These whom have no awareness whatsoever as to what the United States Armed Forces do, in loyal service to our Country that we ALL live in. These 3 valea's and their hawaiians, that have strong intentions of ill will to bring disharmony and harm into my life, is clearly what their reciprocated gratefulness is, in this case! Now there is something awfully wrong with this scenario, wretchedly and immorally wrong!

The fact is, God knows the intent of the wicked, if these 3 valea's, and if dad wants to cover up some ugly truth within our family, by denying me, and whatever I've accomplished in life after high school. So be it for now, all along with their laughter and mockery as it sustains on a daily basis around me!

Note: Even that filipino woman cashier that was laughing her at me, in the United States Navy Federal Credit Union (NFCU) today, due to my lack of privacy in the bathroom, and the confrontation with some Federal Agent on the phone claiming to be from (AFI) Armed Force Insurance to rectify a debit transaction that they sabotaged, to create more of an expense to my checking account. This filipino cashier found me like many other people I see as strangers, to be an amusing spectacle!

That ass!

But God will bring a consequence that is equivalent to their misdeeds, and rectify the Truth in its proper place, and bring shame to these 3 valea's fools, and dad for he himself have already lossed a son! I am his loss and it's his fault and not my own! There is no recovery nor reconciliation, if they all intend to continue to dismiss the TRUTH about who I am to them, and have always been!

I have no more tolerance left in me, for the SYSTEM to be in my families home, nor can I tolerate associating or interacting with them anymore under the "Agents:"Playground, Stage or Platform" any more. It's over, since my last emotional burn out, I've avoided and disengaged with anything that could lead me to another one! Burn Outs are not at all healthy!

Their lies will shame themselves, for its only a matter of time so help me God before the TRUTH unfolds! He will justify the innocent victims, and bring dishonor and punishment to those that have acted with cruelty, neglect, while defying God the Almighty's very existence!

He is my refuge, redeemer, vindicator and faithful Father that will never leave nor foresake His own!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. I'd like to see these 3 Valea's go 3 years with ear plugs, ear phones and music everywhere they go, everywhere! Including when they go to bed at night. But do they even sleep at all?

Security?

2010-09-08T22:06:00.000-07:00

I wanted to make a transfer to one account to the next; I also wanted to see my account activity for the last week; I wanted see what my balances were in my both my accounts.

What's the logical sense in doing all these things online, when it is not secure nor private at all, in my case! Why do I feel marginalized here? Violated and discriminated against here?

There isn't any privacy whatsoever with online banking, even when logging in with my access number, username and pin. Thanks to Sisi, Taate'o and Patrick, they make me aware that i am being monitored given everything I see on screen, either in a bank branch, on some public computer and even my own laptop.

So why was I so upset with the representatives today with Armed Forces Insurance, Auto department? When I could've completely prevented the matter, just by checking my bank account online, after making two online purchases using my visa debit card, and its security number on back! My bank account summary that would've informed me to make a transfer from one checking account to the next, had I just went to the banks website. But I know it isn't a secured site, so I've been very resistant, and refuse visit the banks web addresses, even with my laptop on my lap after those online purchases these past few days. The compromise of my security in this matter, with the public at large, just frustrates me, to even just think about such injustice!

Why? Because they all liars, they have denied as a family a member, and have given the government, the public and the wicked agents of darkness a rationalization to behave unconstitutionally immoral against me. Removing all privacy and acting rather viciously vile, cruel and unruly in all my cases.

These 3 Stupids, or Stooges:

Sisi, Taate'o and Patrick's BIG MOUTHS, their voices are channeled into my own mind, reminds daily of what they are aware of, and how easily accessible they are to all of my supposedly, sensitive protected information!

They are too stupid realize however, that in choosing to have side with the kahunas and channel their voices into my mind, that I've become more cognizant as to what are surveillance cameras, and where they are all located. My security/privacy level is zero-none, thanks to these 3 stupid stooges! They expose what and where the cameras are, with their the running of their STUPID BIG MOUTHS, THAT WON'T SHUT UP!

Had I just gone online to my banks website, I found the discrepancy and made a transfer of funds to cover whatever amount that was debited, it would've avoided the troublesome phone calls and with my auto insurance representatives.

The Agents apparently owns this system, and have security clearance to access my accounts, any account! So have knowledge of every detail to my bank account information, "ALL OF IT" thus they caused such discrepancy and added expense to occur.

This is the "Agents" SYSTEM, PLAYGROUND AND STAGE for them to pick and choose who they would like to perform for them, play for them and be manipulated or exploited by them! But they fail to realize that God owns and controls their SYSTEM, he above and beyond it, and sees everything and anticipates everything that will happen before they occur as well.

So to God Be The Glory, while this SYSTEMATIC abuse continues on, and while my the 3 stupid stooges: Sisi, Taate'o and Patrick as they continue to LIE about me; they 3 will suffer direly for their misdeeds and mockery here and now, no less the SYSTEM will not sustain itself, because it's predicated on unsound biases that bring harm, or remove psychological safety to innocent victims like myself.

System avoidance is completely necessary, thanks to the "Unaltered" that reveals the Face of God, and a reminder that His presence is near!

The "Agents" have compromised every amendment to our United States Constitution against me, a United States Navy Veteran, to benefit from any kind of integral peace of mind, decency or dignity whatsoever! Me being in the United States Navy once, is when I remember having benefiting from these three priceless virtues, out of my entire life sustained thus far!

Taate'os mockery and laughter right now, is her demise to her ugliness, pathetic sick minded life!

My parents are up visiting Washington State right now, but given that my father was part of what started the atrocities of this whole entire mess in my life, I have no interest in seeing him, nor my mother on their visit this time! Probably, not ever again!

My sister Gina, will always be remembered to have forbid her son to accept a christmas gift from me, intended out of good faith. But due to her perverted selfish mind, she removed it from his possession, only for her to keep it instead.

The christmas gift? It was a world map.

My family, we Samoans, are currently in a "shameful faction" that has been caused by an interference from the hawaiian kahunas, dark spiritualists that channels, and entice the 3 stupid/stooges with some fantasy and passionate desire for power to that of a evil demonic nature!

Its a spiritual journey that such that these stupid stooge 3: Sisi and Patrick and Aunt Taate'o have chosen to be allied and part of, while in warfare with me and God the Father Almighty!

How stupid can they be to disbelieve, disfavor and defy God! Their efforts will be futile nonetheless!

It's a choice down on a dark path that has no return, they will face the grave and decay! They've LIED in the face of God and the entire public, as me being their brother and nephew! I am also a son to my dad, that have long ago betrayed me as well, in favor of these foolish hawaiians! He's on the same path as these 3 stupid stooges!

God is the ultimate judge here and now, and he will return! Therefore may the WHOLE TRUTH about me, be known before HE arrives once more! Glory be to God!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

It's Chairs Now!

2010-09-07T23:15:00.000-07:00

I somehow have no protection, tranquility, sanctity, or peace of mind sitting in a chair these days.

First it was sports, every sport that had an interest in after 1998, of after my divorce with Michelle! They, the dark shadows (Agents of Darkness) demons that nudge, poke, push and slap me from time to time, only to interfere, distract and perturb my game, any game I played

i.e. basketball, softball, golf, even running on a treadmill!

So I quit sports, with the exceptions of working out with weights, and those sports that excel in the great outdoors to draw me closer, nearer and more intimate with my God the Father Almighty, whom they can't prevail over, not ever!

i.e hiking, mountain climbing, cliff hanging, mountain biking, ocean surfing!

Just walking at times feels like I'm dragging a ball and chain! these "Agents of Darkness" have now caught on to my interest in reading or studying while sitting on chairs indoors, under all these surveillance cameras, and attack at will! But, God is greater than they are, or will ever be! (1 John 4:4)

These Agents of Darkness have altercated way too much for way too long, and I am now in the mood for the floor, and some floor stretches to cope with my back pain! It's not Yoga, but I tendency to crack the pain out of my back with enough of the right breathing patterns, patience and stretches to various parts of lower back!

I wish these demonic, agents of darkness would give a dose of their sharp wicked blows to Sisi, Taate'o and Patrick. To let these kahuna siblings of mine know, that they are not the only ones that are trying to be my conscience, or try to replace the Holy Spirit (God) within me!

These agents of darkness are in the same family of the Kahunas, in line with the Devil himself! They are all spiritually dark, with wickedness in their black hearts! These agents of darkness have been attacking for very long time as a matter of fact...But Sisi, Taate'o and Patrick, are either too dumb to see to come to realizing it, or were just deceived too well enough by the are agents of darkness working to undermine every honest thing I do, write or say, they are very covert within their system of abuse, or invisibly unseen in their wicked, cruel, clever, provocative attacks!

i.e. a slight, or soft pinch, poke, push that is clever, craft, and covert being that its under my clothing, under the table/desk, under the covers so no one can see their nudges at the moment it occurs. It's really how Satan works!

It's been a dark shadow, that follows me, without a voice, but crafty, with vicious vile intent, ill will to the core in its attacks since 2001, at (HPU) Hawaii Pacific University, and added stress are those kahunas!

Those Asses!

These agents of darkness and the kahunas are on the wrong side of this spiritual warfare...and people wonder, why I have re-committed my Life to Christ, or being more intimate with God the Father Almighty? There is EVIL closer than you know, and for me I must remain in God, and God in me to survive this spiritual warfare that is, or has been:

REAL! ABSOLUTELY REAL!

If these Agents of Darkness find you vulnerable enough, they will speak to deceive you that it's me. Thus, I unfortunately have become a public speaker box for me many to hear!

i pray everyday that God's Holy Spirit may speak or intercede through me instead! (Romans. 8:26)

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Been Married and Divorced!

2010-09-07T19:53:00.000-07:00

FYI: Michelle was legitimately my wife at one time, and officially my ex-wife today as well!

I AM NOT: hawaiian!

Siis, Patrick and Taate'o may fall into that category if that they want to, but I will never claim to be some race that I never was!

Sisi you are A SUCKER to these pathetic hawaiin kahunas!
Patrick you are a STUBBORN ASS FUFU!
Aunt Taate'o (my mother's younger sister) was a perverted lesbian then, and still a perverted lizzy today!

Our marriage has always been legitimate! Always!

I should clarify that my former 1992 Toyota Corolla was bought in December of 1991, from Michaels Toyota in Bellvue, WA. and was insured through State Farm Insurance via Lake City Way Branch, and a representative named Eli Mackey! It was also financed through an approved auto loan from NW Federal Credit Union located on the Former NAVSTA Puget Sound in SandPoint, WA. back in 1991, which is called Verity Credit Union today located on other Federal Property, such as the VAMC in Seattle, WA.

it was not long after we were married, that her father recommended that we go with USAA Auto Insurance for lower policy rates, and she liked the idea being that it was her father's. Who insured most of what he owned through this organization that benefited Veterans, Retirees and Active Duty Service Personnel, and so we did. Although, I don't believe that I was fully a United States Veteran in his mind at that time in our marriage, for some odd reason.

Again we were married in 1994! It was than Michelle's idea to want to join the NW Federal Credit Union with a joint ownership on the vehicle's title, given NWFCU as the lien holder thereafter. However, I should also submit that it was my E-5 Rank pay-grade, and than my VA Service Connection Injury Compensation that paid into the grand principle with NW Credit Union, before our Divorce in 1998 finalized. Than she refinanced the vehicle with (BECU), Boeing Employee Credit Union where her older Sister Yvonne, worked as a Loan Officer, at the Tukwila, WA. branch!

Lastly, my monthly Montegomery G.I. Bill Allowance, covered our meal ticket each month through the whole time we were married while I was in school up until late 1997. I've reached the maximum limit, or have exhausted my eligibility for this federal allowance benefit. It was actually activated since I started attending Columbia College at their Extended Studies Program on The Former NAVSTA in Sand Point, WA. in 1991; up until my education ended at (HPU) Hawaii Pacific University, just a year or more after we divorced in 1998.

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Quick and Clean!

2010-09-06T21:37:00.000-07:00

The worst part of my day aside from using the bathroom to relieve myself, shower and shave, is also during meals!

Why? Because aside from the bathroom routine, eating or drinking something is also what prompts more NOISE into my life!

Noise that begins from the very moment I wake, to my very last breath before I luckily make to deep dream sleep, of REM Stage 5!

The quicker I eat, the less messy it is, the less time I have to spend with NOISE!
Them messy days of eating steamed veggies & rice, with soyu chicken; pasta with sauce; beef stew, etc.. are now over!

Now, if it's Quick and Clean, the less I have to spend in Noise!

I DON'T GIVE A RIP IF IT'S A ENERGY BAR THAT IS BAIGE, BROWN, BLACK OR WHITE, nor bagels. What matters is it has to be Quick and Clean, with very little mess!

NOISE is what I need to avoid, NOISE is what I could use less of! Especially from Sisi, Taateo and Patrick! I have very little to no tolerance for their inconsiderate indecent, disorderly conduct!

Those stubborn asses!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

The hawaiian conspirators in Oak Harbor!

2010-09-03T11:29:00.001-07:00

My Veterans Administration Identification Card has been stolen, and is missing probably from the Navy Federal Credit Union or the "Agents" just days ago!

I'm service connected with my chronic lower back problems, and am at a 20% rating through the VA, and have a referral for chiropractic services to remedy my back pain within 6 visits.

Well, the chiropractic office assistant today, Friday, in Bayshore Chiropractic was hawaiian or married to one, opposed to the one there on monday or tuesday!

The last time I was referred by the VA, to be serviced with Chiropractic Adjustments, I chose the Mill Creek Wellness Center:

Dr. Jeff Holt
8000-164th Street
Suite N.
Mill Creek, WA. 98012

Phone: (425) 742-6034
www.millcreekchiropractor.com

The Chiropractic Clinic that I choose to be serviced with, will eventually be compensated by the Veterans Administration (VA) Billings Accounts Payables Office, through the verification of this referral paperwork. I feel marginalize by the services given by that office assistant in the Bayshore Chiropractic Clinic this morning.

I have to also state that my VA Referral Form was sufficient without my VA Veterans Administration ID Card, my Washington State Drivers License ID was officially good enough for both, the office assistant in Bayshore Chiropractic on Monday when I made this appointment for today the 3rd of September, and Amanda, the office assistant in the office of Dr. Jeff Holt back in Mill Creek, for my 20 visits!

It was this hawaiian office assistant that had to make things difficult today. My VA ID and State ID, have the same information to comply with the Referral from the VA for chiropractic services.

Thanks to this hawaiian (kahuna-witch) office assistant sarcasm; and insisted in asking for my missing VA ID, I've decide to not see Dr. Dawn on Bayshore Chiropractic, but rather another Chiropractor that is near instead. With that hawaiian in there, it felt awfully wrong to be there, or just simply so evil, so I left, and will not return there, ever!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Cause and Affect!

2010-09-03T06:47:00.000-07:00

My sister Sisi, a catholic mother turned into a kahuna witch these days, channels her voice through her dark wretched spiritual hawaiians! The real truth is that she can't accept the past with me and Michelle as a couple, because she was a part of it and had incest thoughts of me back then, and still does today, she has perverted, infatuated, obsessive thoughts, she is sexually aroused and has fleshly sickening desires for me. She is overwhelmed with lust for the flesh, and her persistence in her speech and her intentions to observe, monitor and make sly remarks that are annoying, distracting and disruptive, especially when I dress, undress, take a shower, relieve myself in the mens room, study and sleep at night.

Sisi has been overwhelmed with jealousy and hatred with Michelle and what she has achieved and accomplished in her social, spiritual, education and work backgrounds in life. Nonetheless is her spite for those Islanders like myself, that have left the that rock, for a better quality of life and have moved elsewhere for better opportunities: such as the US NAVY, Columbia College, University of Washington, Washington State and/or somewhere here in the mainland. She is perjudice against these islanders that she perceives have abandoned or suppressed the pacific island way of life, which she is greatly proud to be still a part of. Apparently to be apart from her proud islander beliefs is to be cursed and condemned, espcially if you were part of my parents disadvantaged household.

Her triteness in saying things over and over, like: "he knows," he's looking," he's acting," boooooshet" Than says: Oh, Patrick defend me! You know Sisi, If you can't defend herself from God, Me nor the kahunas wicked evil craft, you really ought to stay out of this spiritual battle!

Sisi is in self-denial, and is now a hawaiian!

Sisi and Mac Maluina have gone bankrupt, and have filed for bankruptcy and now faces bitter poverty with 4 children; their eldest is an adolescent. She has the interest for me to feel embitterment too, with the same disadvantages or to remain on a plateau of hardship for the rest of my life, without any kind of growth! None whatsoever!

Likewise is my mother's younger sister, Aunt "Taateo", who has a filthy sick incest perverted mind as well. A kahuna witch nonetheless than Sisi is these days, they are both impure, detestable and defiled to the core. I must submit that I, when still a minor in high school, was entrapped and served with some indecent exposure by this very aunt of mine. This was during my Grandfather's passing; her and my own mother's father: Papa Tevaga Nikolau Kelekolio in 1987. She asked me to help dress with her zipper undone from the backside of her Pulatasi (Samoan Dress), only to reveal and expose more than she should have of her backside to me at that moment in time of my young life!

It isn't a big deal when my mother asks me to do the same in front of my dad, or nephew Justin, just a couple of ft. away from us in haste to Church, or Sunday's Mass just outside of the front door of the house. But the fact is, Aunt Taateo, requested me to zip her dress when everyone in our entire family were at the St. Anthony's Church a few miles down the road, with no one else in the apartment at MWH but us two. This was after chueffeuring her back there, due her inability to find her way, she was living in Philly at that time and still does today. It demonstrated her poor decision making, and a blatant pre-meditated act of entrapment for an indecent and perverted intentions to manifest itself. She could've and should've chosen a female driver that was a minor over me, or someone of the same sex, or someone close to her own age, such as: My sister Luana, My Cousin Utu or My own mother, Agiga! I had no idea that she had these ulterior motive or perverseness in her heart at all at the time of her request to escort her. Taateo, hates and despises Michelle my ex-wife as well, for reasons to that of Sisi!

Taateo is in self-denial and is now a hawaiian!

Had they remained silent and not have chosen to channel their voices and cross the paranormal threshold into my mind; they would've had been safe, and preserved their innocence just as any of the strangers I don't know in public today that don't channel their voices into my mind; nor any other family members that I DON'T HEAR CHANNELED INTO MY MIND AS WELL! Their voices are filled with slander, ill will, malcontent, false accusations, harassment, pestering, tormenting and mockery.

They both despise Islanders or family members that adore, admire life away from the islands, or are indifferent with caucasions (haoliis/palagiis)!

My younger brother:

PATRICK, IS AN ABSOLUTE FUFU FAGGOT WITCH-BITCH IDIOT, NO LESS THAN THESE TWO, SAMOAN FAMILY MEMBERS, THAT HAVE ALL TURNED INTO HAWAIIANS!

Patrick is in self-denial, and is now a hawaiian, a dumb one!

FYI: There are NO pagan gods, NOR idol worship found in Samoa, NOR American Samoa! Only in hawaii do you find pagan idol worship rites, rituals and dark spiritual channeling which Sisi, Taateo and Patrick have fallen in favor of!

SISI and PATRICK were both stubborn asses back then when I was smacking them around as youngsters, and are still complete stubborn asses today!

I WILL STILL KICK YOUR FAT ASS TODAY, PATRICK, WHICH IS WHAT YOU REALLY NEED!

"Go get a job, go to school, get a real life! This techno-spiritual channeling conduct is completely EVIL and WRONG!"

They all are in complete denial of me being their brother, due to infatuated fantasies for the flesh and passion for power, that is demonic and Un-Godly! Such excuses like these reveal only corruption and immorality filled in their minds. They have become reminders for me, as to what I will never be part of ever again, on the pathway for perverseness and corruptive power! I have chosen to be on the path of righteousness instead. These two paths run parallel to each other, and never to cross, and both going in opposite directions, Heaven or Hell!

It's obvious to me that Sisi, Taateo and Patrick could be silent and leave their idiotic, hawaiian dark spiritual kahuna society, and go back to their lives of normality to be gainfully employed, progressive in serving the community, and financially supporting their own children and spouses, and to live a good life. But their desire to satisfy their fleshly carnal minds, and the taste of leverage and power, demonic in nature has been too difficult for them to depart from. They have chosen to continue to compel channelling their voices into MY MIND- FROM THE MOMENT I AWAKE IN THE MORNING, UNTIL THE MOMENT I FALL ASLEEP AT NIGHT, NIGHTMARES ARE COMMON!

Which leaves me with no doubt in my mind, HELL-BOUND they all are! They have no care of the consequence that they will face, nor do they fear Gods Wrath and Fury for their misdeeds. They carry out their detestable misconducts, deliberately in the sight of God, that sees both His righteous ones, and the wicked, in conflict from above in Heaven!

I believe that their own 2nd, 3rd and 4th generations yet to come will be face disappointments and ruin; be looked upon with despite, dishonor and neglect by the whole community that surrounds them, even with those that they would like to engage in intimate relationships with, social networks of friends and family; their work environment and church congregational spheres, every part of their lives will be filled with misfortune and frustration. Sisi, Patrick and Taateo's offspring will all face shame and humiliation despite their efforts to pursue a good living, they suffer overwhelming losses two, three, four, five folds. Sisi, Taateo and Patrick's cruelty and inconsiderate to my past admonishments, and ill will intentions to choose NOT to remain silent, nor leave their kahunism behind, is their causal for their own blood line to inherit calamity, destruction, failure and shame, they will be unhappy parents in the future. They will be lucky to live long enough to be grandparents, and if they do, they would better off be dead because they will face the longevity of misery, brought on by their off spring.

Again, God sees both the wicked and his own righteous obedient servants; the unfair treatments of the victimized innocent and indignant indecent motives of the wicked. They may laugh and mock at me now, but their time of reckoning is inevitable, quite overdue in the sight of God the Faher Almighty!

Sisi, Taateo and Patrick think that they are God, and forcefully attempt to be my conscience. When the fact is, NON CAN REPLACE GOD NOR HIS HOLY SPIRIT WITHIN ME, whom is true my conscience! Therefore, these three stubborn asses shall suffer direly for their vile intentions many times over!

I don't guarantee it but rather God Himself does!
Psalm 73 and 37!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. Palsm: 37 was referred and recommended by ex-wife, Michelle once before many years ago!

My Former (ABH) Aviation Boatwainsmate Handler Years!

2010-09-01T22:27:00.000-07:00

Marriage Certificate!

2010-08-31T22:11:00.000-07:00

Michelle, my ex-wife had the original of our marriage certificate on file, at the time of our divorce in 1998, it didn't occur to me that making a copy of such a document would be critically important today. Well I order an original copy of this document from the:

Washoe County Recorder:
Kathlyn L. Burke
1001 East 9th Street
Reno, NV. 89520
www.washoecounty.us/recorder

And attained it on 09/07/2007, yesterday!

I was officially married to Michelle, and am officially divorced with Michelle Vivienne Poree as well. My marriage has always been legitimate, always!

What's strange to me, is the income verification on our divorce decree, which lists at that time in 1998, my own income and mine alone. Why was the process with the court clerk done by Michelle, and her only? Why didn't Michelle notify me of the court hearing for me to attend to be alongside her in front of a judge as our divorce finalized back in October of 1998. She did all the footwork and networking with the appropriate attorney(s), court clerk and judge to complete what apparently was deemed as proper procedure in such an important event such as our divorce.

Was she concealing something from me? Was Michelle intentions, regarding her footwork and paper work for our divorce to ensure that I was left out of the loop?

Were her actions linked to the University of Washington's Risk Management Office, and their three Attorney's she was employed with at one time, and/or possibly terminated by? Was it the University of Washington Board of Regents she was protecting, the Former University of Washington's President, William McCormick back when he presided over the University in 1994-1997 at the time I was enrolled? Was she protecting Sharon Redeford (ARNP) Nurse Therapist, from the UW Hall Health Department from the time in therapy sessions with her in 1996-1997? Was she protecting the UW Police Department and their covert investigation over during this same period of time as well?

There are just some things in my past life with my ex-wife Michelle that has a feel, or residual sense, that the "Agents" today, were partially involved in from 1996-1998, late in our marriage. Just as she began as an employee with with the Risk Management Office for University of Washington I began seeing Sharon Rederford (ARNP) for therapy sessions at the UW Hall Health Center. It was at about this time that Michelle's demeanor, and attitude toward me had changed. She went from being a loving expressive wife, into being more introspective, reserved, less expressive and more observant, and careful in what things she had said or measured how she said it. it felt like she was in essence taking on a new role as an Attorney honoring some Client/Attorney Privilege that I did not all sign up for! She recommended and stated to me once that it would be wise for me to: "Write out your full name Mickey, instead of M.T. Scanlan," that I should write it out in full: Mickey Tovio Scanlan! I didn't care very much for her recommendation and kept my signatures as MT Scanlan; even as it is seen on our divorce decree. I figured it was no different from when CS Lewis signs his name, this famous Christian Author and Speaker, from Oxford University! It felt like I was on "RESTRICTION" (US Navy-Jargon) with Michelle then; sadly and tragically enough, it eventually lead me in wanting out of our Marriage. Yes, I was the one that wanted the Divorce initially, NOT Michelle, it was ME!

Can you imagine falling in love, and being in love with someone that eventually turned into a HIRED FED contact, nark, an agent wife for the Law Enforcement Agencies of our United States Federal Government? Why was I on "RESTRICTION" in the first place?

Our courtship season in 1991-1994 were just normal, fine, sweet, wonderful, we were on cloud nine! But after she was hired on by some Attorney's at the Risk Management Office in 1996, our relationship changed. And for the worse once her father Curtis Poree, (Retired United State Army) got involved and just made my life into more of a microscopic study!

That Ass!

I'm still not clear on many things within Michelle and My marriage; much of it now has been colluded or in the process of some cover up scheme, by the "Agents"! Questions still surface now and than, here and there, with ongoing flashbacks about our former marriage! Tragic as it maybe, it wasn't completely Michelle's fault!

Again we divorced in 1998, and was in a dating relationship since late 1991 before our marriage in Reno, NV. in 1994, we met through my Cousin Sharma Mageo just after my time in the Persian Gulf War, "Operation Desert Storm," while I was still stationed aboard the USS Tarawa LHA-1 in 1991; Sharma and Michelle were dating when we met in Buena Park, CA. This was after Sharma was honorable discharge from the United States Navy, or by the time of my 1st Deployment on West Pac with the USS Tarawa LHA-1 in 1989.

Than my sea duty ended in NAVSTA. San Diego, CA. just months afterwards, and I was transferred to the Former NAVSTA. Puget Sound in SandPoint/Magnuson, WA. just north of Seattle, for my Shore Duty Tour in late 1991- to late 1993. By that time relations between her and Sharma, ended being that she called me one weekend, from Lakewood, WA.

We began our friendship and started dating while she was up visiting her parents in Lakewood, WA. from UC CAL Berkeley on weekends, special occasions or during the holiday seasons. Eventually I began taking commercial flights out of SEATAC; and MAC flights out of Whidbey Island, NAS & McChord AFB to visit her as well, without any mentioning about our relationship to anyone in my family, until my visit with my parents to CAL while on our road trip to Reno, NV. sometime in 1992.

What actually turned into love between us, evovled into a corruptive, manipulative, rude interruption by law enforcement officers; and people in very powerful positions, that tragically had a very strong influence over Michelle; this conspiracy includes her father!

However, I failed as a husband and should admit that due to my initial infidelity to Michelle while a student new to the UW Campus Way of Living, it may have given good reason for Michelle to go along with those conspirators to monitor me very closely on a constant and consistent basis throughout the rest of my enrollment status on the Campus of UW from 1995-1997.

Due to my cross cultural inexperience(s) from being around Navy Personnel all day 1987-1993, with not very much women on the Naval Stations to look at. They were dike cows anyhow: I'm just joking! But there was surely much more of a better view on the University Campuses of University of Washington and CAL Berkeley as far single young adult women to look at and socialize with, opposed to the NAVSTA of my Shore Duty Tour, in late 1991.

Eventually I was introduced in a rapid overwhelming exposed fashion of the young adult women that were found in my UW classes, running errands in and around this enormous campus of University of Washington. A PAC-10 Conference, Division-1 School. An enormous university lifestyle that Michelle had left behind in CAL Berkeley, and one she knew significantly more about regarding infidelity or disloyalty in intimate relationships. A university campus lifestyle she was never going to be fooled or betrayed by again, especially as a new wife on a different PAC-10 Conference Campus full of beautiful young women, as herself. She strategically befriended some people that lived in our campus Married Housing, and was real selective too, because they became her second eyes while she went to work everyday. She really knew about the underlying schemes of the university campus life in regards to intimate relationship, and had probably grown weary of it as well; and really just wanted to settle down with a loyal and true man of God! She fell in love that person once; and than I failed her. I fell in love with Michelle during my United States Navy Shore Duty Tour, and had eyes and a heart that was for her and her only, but as time passed and I became an enrolled full-time married student at the University of Washington, I somehow loss that focus solely on Michelle and her only, as her husband.

NO, I didn't have any form of sexual relations with another UW young adult female student on campus; but my eyes had difficulty in not looking at other women with lust in my heart, although I tried my very best not to. I submit that it's the very reason that Michelle wanted to leave (UPC) University Presbyterian Church, where Earl Palmer was once a senior pastor of; move out of UW Married Housing only to live within her father's household in Lakewood, WA. instead by 1996.

Craps!

So this leads me to strongly believe that she easily persuaded by those in powerful positions in keeping an very close eye on me, while I went to classes, while I was in the gym (The IMA), during my study periods in various libraries on campus, including a season in the Instructional Center (The IC), for UW Minority Affair Students, just see how loyal I was to her.

In retrospect, Michelle became Stoic, Cold and Calculating at times, and its obvious as to why!

In all honesty, I believe she truly knew that I was Sharma's cousin, or the same person she met initially in Buena Park, CA. in 1991, and was in a sense ashamed of it as well. Thus, through the Risk Management Office of UW in 1996, she suddenly had access to more information about the UW campus life; nonetheless technically and legally more power and control in knowing my where abouts during her work day; it was due to her belief in me being an infidel husband. All others involved found in powerful positions thought of me otherwise, and tried to convince Michelle of it too.

I was Sharma's Mageo's cousin then in Buena Park, CA. and still am Sharma Mageo's Cousin today!

Now that I am back in large Naval Community, in both the retired and active duty military environments, I've noticed that there are a lot of United States Naval Families that are still lovingly intact, secure and happy! Which wonderfully good!

I also am aware of the young single community of Sailors that aren't married yet, and are out there socializing and flirting as they will; however this group of young single adults in the military will never compare or measure equivalently to to the enormous University Campus of University of Washington and its overwhelming amount of single young female adults available and attractive to socialize with, as it was for me back in 1991-1997. It was just a singles culture apart from the United States Navy Community of single young adults. I submit that I made it an ritual to visit the Suzallo/Allen Libraries and the Oedergard Undergraduate Library as frequently as possible, while as a Columbia College student on the Former NAVSTA. Puget Sound in SandPoint, WA. before graduating with my Associates Degree in 1993, and being honorable discharged shortly thereafter. The Former NAVSTA was just a few miles down the road, from the University of Washington Campus, or just a couple of minutes with traffic!

Well, Michelle and UW became part of normal day less than a year later, in 1994!

Out of all the cross cultural experiences in my life: transitioning out of the United States Navy's military way of life; getting married to Michelle and living life as a married man then, while learning how to appropriately live the UW Campus Way of Life, was clearly the grandest lesson of them all for me.

Aside from being very close to being accepted into the University of Washington after my graduation from Columbia College Extended Studies Program; the other major reason I chose to be honorably discharged from the United States Navy, was because I fell in Love with someone I believed was the "Right One." I don't believe I would have seen Michelle again, had I accepted my transfer orders to my next Sea Duty Tour, in Okinawa Japan on some CVN awaiting my arrival in late 1993.

I don't believe Michelle is actually aware of this confession!

It is an actual fact, that on my last official work day in the United States Navy on the Former NAVSTA. Puget Sound in Sand Point, WA. i received a phone call from a Senior Chief recruiter that states he had my transfer orders in his possession, and then he gives me instructions, or gave me an order to begin my check out process, to be transferred out to Japan ASAP. But I responded on the phone with an apology and a refusal to accept those orders, and stated to Senior Chief that I've opted to be Honorably Discharged from the United States Navy instead. Thus, the very next day I began my Terminal Leave of Absence from the United States Navy, never to return to my former work site on the former NAVSTA. in November, 1993.

I was officially enrolled at the University of Washington as a student by the Summer Quarter of 1994, and was married to Michelle by that Fall of 1994. My accumulated savings bonds through NW Federal Credit Union, The Montgomery G.I. Bill, Subsidized and Unsubsidized Financial Aid and my VA Compensation for my lower back is what sustained me equity wise after the United State Navy!

The cover up of any loans from University of Washington was one the very things that has bothered me, along with having been accused in not attending such a learning institution at all by my kahuna siblings!

Those Asses!

Most Siincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. As far Airborne Express and Highline Community College is concerned, I was just passing through both places, back in 1994.

Crossed Legged Samoan American, Veteran!

2010-08-31T14:48:00.001-07:00

Ever sit cross legged on chairs, and stretch your back while in that position! It's a smart thing for people with chronic back pain like myself.

Thanks to my prior United States Naval Service, while in "Operation Desert Storm," it's a service connection injury!

We Samoan Americans are known to sit cross legged on the floor as well; it's a cultivated common practice within our island cultural way of life!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

The 1992, Road Trip to Reno Nevada!

2010-08-27T23:16:00.000-07:00

in 1992 I took my parents on a road trip to Reno, Nevada! We left the day after my classes for one of the academic quarter ended through Columbia College Extended Studies Program on the Former Naval Station Puget Sound in SandPoint/Magnuson, Washington State, just north of Seattle.

I was the Navigator and my father was the driver and Ma in the back seat was the Safety Observer! We made a good team traveling south through 3 states and back.

There was a WARNING, by my 2nd Cousin Lui Leasiolgi, about driving through the passes at that time of the year was very treacherous, and that we should reconsider our plans for a less riskier one, like a tour up and down the Puget Sound areas of Washington State instead! But the very reason that my parents had visited me while in the United States Navy, in 1992 wasn't just to check up on me, 22 years of age then; but to have some fun and gamble in some Casino's that were readily available up here in the mainland away away from the pacific ilsands.

This is the early 90's that I am reflecting back on, and gambling wasn't legalized at that time in Washington State, although it was in the planning stage. So it was either Nevada, Las Vegas or Reno Nevada for folks like my parent that were so fascinated, and intrigued by the thought and making a lot cash in very little time, or to take a gamble at it! For they were steadily in the working class of society, with calloused hands, sore feet, aching backs and had grown with little patience for a bigger house to suffice the ever growing numbers of our family, and for a better quality of life. This time in life, Patrick and Sisi were still picking there noses, eating their hanabadahs and scratching their heads due to their (Uku) lice problem. My parents both worked hard during long hours while either just making the minimum wage per hour, or making it common practice to work lots of overtime to support (wise cracks) like Sisi and Patrick; I was glad to be out their household at that time, and actually helping to support them financially as well.

I had no interest in gambling, and I still don't; and my only favorable interest in this road trip to Reno, was that we could possibly stop by UC Berkeley CA. on our way back, to visit Michelle!

Well we stayed the course, and continued on with our travel plans from Washington State to Reno, Nevada and back! I submit that Cousin Lui was right about the passes, but it wasn't the pass from Oregon to California, it was the pass in somewhere in Nevada that got my father and mother sort of shook up. I was taking medications for my lower back pain, which made me sedative, and I slept through much of the whole ordeal with a foot of snow, and my father saying afterwards that he was driving 15 mph for like an hour straight, through long stretches up and down hills, with the snow plow rigs nearby to clear a path for vehicle travel! I mean I slept through it all until we finally arrived at the nearest hotel in Reno!

I did have Triple AAA Insurance at that time, so they accommodated me with a trip map, state routes connections to major highways; hotel info. etc... a complete itinerary, for this entire round trip, so it gave a bit peace of mind, not to mention my Toyota Corolla vehicle just only a couple of months old.

i forgot to mention that we stopped in Lincoln, Oregon to see my Father's brother, Tino, and his family on the way down to Reno! He was had a Big Rig himself and covered many interstate freeway miles for years before we had breakfast that morning with him, he gave my father some pointers in what to look out for and checked to see my car was ready for what yet ahead. I wondered about him from time to time, it was due to the fact that before that morning, I saw Uncle Tino in California with Uncle Mickey and Johnny, and barbecued on occasion along them all as well between 1988-1990. But one day he just decided to move North away from Johnny, Mickey, Shiela and Long Beach CA. and obviously for good reasons too. He obviously was doing well in supporting his wife, (Caucasion) and his two teen age children (boy and girl) at that time in 1992, but I haven't seen Uncle Tino since that morning my parents and I had breakfast with him in Lincoln, Oregon and said our farewells.

Well we woke, after a very late night check into some hotel in Reno, and my father wanted some breakfast at McDonalds of all places. I woke still sedated from my meds, and asked if he knew how we could get there, and his response was as he pointed out the window, "it's right there!" he was pointing to a 30 Foot Pole with Golden Arches on it, just a couple blocks away! LOL!

So in the snow and cold, we made it back to the hotel after some coffee and McDee's in us! My parents were READY for some real fun, in gambling their lives away. I suppose they were hoping to win enough to buy a bigger house in the country side, called Kapolei at that time! Well pepped up as they were, I just could not feel the same, nor understand fully what they were going through, anticipating some fun that I couldn't relate to. I mean what's so fun about being in a cigarette smoked filled air conditioned room, waiting for random numbers to pop up, that could make you instantly rich. So What!

I told my father that I would change the oil and filter to my Toyota Corolla while they were away for the rest of the day; which I did, and would be at the hotel room, awaiting for them to get back. My father was disappointed in me, or didn't want to feel like they had sinned in any way against God! I assured him that Sinning wasn't the issue here, it was having different interest in having fun at their age versus my own age at 22 in 1992. I thought Casino's were for retired folks at that time, really I did!

However, maybe the cross cultural experience with my Christian Walk with Christ may have had some influence as well, but I really thought the senior age group, had a lot to do with the major attendance at Casino's in those days. So I had withdraw symptoms from such kinds of crowds than, and as to what the Gambling Industry, or Big Casinos has become today. I believe that its a cult industry that has a very strong following that I certainly don't want to be a part of. The dark gambling community onboard the USS Tarawa LHA-1, and while ashore with Cousin Johnny Valejo and his own dark rowdy crowd, back in Long Beach, CA. before being transfered to Washington State, may have influenced me possibly as well.

I just wasn't a follower of Gambling, and I didn't let my father down, nor did he let me down at that time either.

So we reached our half way mark in our road trip and continued on pass Reno, and ventured onward to visit two people in particular. My mother's sister Toai's eldest child, Steve (Skivie) Poti, in Grasham, Oregon. Back in 1992, him and his wife Suzanne were both working to support their growing boys, two back then, three today! But just that morning prior to that afternoon with the Poti's, it was a visit to see Michelle Poree in UC Berkeley, for Sunday Services with her and I; and Catholic Mass for my parents, just a block apart. We than proceeded to have breakfast, this time not at McDee's, but at IHOP, International House of Pancakes, with Michelle to cover the expense. For some odd reason she insisted to cover the bill, and said it was her pleasure!

If there was any favorites as far as nephews is concerned in our entire family, it would be Steven (Skivie) Poti! Both my parents loved this guy seemingly more than any other nephew in my mind; they were always proud of him while him being practically the oldest child among my mothers siblings, well behaved and disciplined. Enough so that he took take care of the rest of us youngsters, aside from Utu, his sister, and Pesamino (Mino), my mother's youngest sibling. it was hard for my mother to say goodbye after our visit that afternoon being so emotional as she was, you can be assured that we left Grasham with joy in our hearts knowing Skivie was doing well for himself and in supporting a family of his own then.

My mother had her camera ready and took pictures of all that went on this Road Trip back in 1992, she took pictures of who we visited (Tino, Steve (Skivie), Lui, Sio, possibly Michelle. I'm certain of it she had a camera and did take pictures, because I snapped some of the pictures myself, and did take a look at them myself after this road trip was over. Lui may have his own set of photos from this particular 1992 visit as well.

So we finally continued on our way from Oregon, and made back to Washington State by evening that same day, and were all very exhausted; sleep was really sound that night, at my former apartment in Edmonds, Washington at that time. Cousin Lui, took over as tour guide the following day, while a MAC out of McChord AFB was awaiting me to board and depart for Hickam AFB, for the duration of my Authorized Leave of Absence; Lui escorted me to McChord AFB Terminal in a timely fashion in his Red Toyota Truck that had a Canopy on it then, that next morning. While I agreed that that I would see my parents that were already scheduled for departure with some commercial airline flight later the next day, MAC flights were on a first come first serve basis with space availability factored in, so off I went back towards to Oahu, content with my vacation thus far! Only to get back and check in from my Authorized Leave of Absence, just in time for my next Academic Quarter with Columbia College Extended Studies Program to begin, and back to the crew in the Public Works Department that I did not at all miss, not one bit!

So Michelle and I were dating up to that point without no one knowing, after my parents became finally aware of it then... word travelled to my grandmother (Mama) Keke, who didn't receive it too well, nor agreed with the idea. It was just as bad of a feeling with my mother, and her entire side of the family, due to my cousin Sharma being a factor in this case.
I apparently made a poor choice in the minds of many...and have seemingly payed the ultimate price for having done so, after meeting Michelle for the first time through my cousin Sharma, in Buena Park, CA. back in 1991, just after "Operation Desert Storm."

I could have just left Michelle as she was at that time, which was: NONE OF MY BUSINESS!

But something(s) we had in common led me to allow Michelle Vivienne Poree into my life; and I have faced the consequence of that choice made in 1992, for the past 14 years of my life and as it continues onward. She is forgiven, and I believe that I am forgiven too for failures in our former marriage, or the lack there of in fulfilling my duties as a good husband! She is also welcomed to become part of my life once again; with much more wisdom that we've both gained over the years, and I believe that our relationship, guided by God Himself would prevail!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. After our 1992 visit to Michelle, she eventually chose to get married to me in Reno, Nevada!

Brazil and Costa Rica!

2010-08-22T16:32:00.000-07:00

By the time I met Michelle for the first time in Buena Park, CA. she was done with her trip to Brazil; through the Rotary Club that her Father Curtis Poree was a member of. The members and their Club, funded this trip for the children, a High School Graduation Gift, that lasted an entire year. According to Michelle, she and others lived with a several host families, the entire time she was there.

She went on to Costa Rica, through some Course from UC Berkeley to learn Spanish in Costa Rica, while we were just starting into our years of courtship, dating on the weekends. She brought back a gift for me, green long sleeve T-Shirt, with Costa Rica printed on it; It was at the time I was stationed at the Former Naval Station Puget Sound in Sand Point/Magnuson, Washington, just north of Seattle.

Therefore, at that time she was somewhat fluent in both Portuguese and Spanish; for the apparent reasons of wanting to work for the World Bank, and eventually in the International Business Commercialized Private Sector, after graduating from CAL, in 1994. We were married during the period of !994-1998.

What seem so strange these days is that they have this strange belief that I belong to all kinds of races, nationalities, cultural ethnic backgrounds other than my own, Samoan American!

Latino is one of them as well, Michelle was certain that I wasn't Spanish, because there was several occasions that she used her spanish in front of me with a few migrants from Mexico, here in Washington State, and with me standing next to her at that time, I honestly had no idea what they were saying. LOL!

She knew that I was Sharma's Cousin, and no one else, she was certain of it!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Columbia College!

2010-08-19T17:55:00.000-07:00

United State Navy Veteran Ball Caps, that represents me Being part of "Operation Desert Storm" in 1991, onboard the USS Tarawa LAH-1, will be complimented with the Columbia College Ball Cap, which should arrive very soon.

I attended Columbia College Extended Studies Program while stationed on the Former Naval Station Puget Sound, in Sand Point Washington. It relocated to Marysville, Washington in support of the Naval Station Everret between 1994-1997. There is also an Extended Studies Campus located on the Naval Air Station, NAS in Whidbey Island, Washington as well.

So I guess I should have wore these ball caps while I was still married to Michelle, or around her father Curtis Poree Jr. over 15 years ago!

Had I known then what I know now a lot of my life, would have been salvaged, including my Rights to Privacy (Carnal), more importantly my Private Mind (Spiritual)!

This spiritual warfare with my own kahuna-siblings has brought me closer to God the Almighty more than ever in my life, which should be counted as a blessing!

It is ironic to reflect back in my mind to hear my sister, Sisi say: "We are with you in spirit, my brother!" once or twice, a long time ago. But I never imagined her condemning and haunting me daily in a form of a dark spiritual witch, that is and will forever be considered in my mind, EVIL!

God is among us Sisi and Patrick; but you both are on the wrong side of this Spiritual Warfare!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

United States Veteran, Ball Caps!

2010-08-16T15:07:00.000-07:00

I bought two ball caps from the "Canteen" with the Seattle, Veterans Administration Hospital; that reveals that I'm a United States Veteran of War, that served during the "Operation Desert Storm!" in 1990-1991.

I remember seeing Michelle Vivienne Poree's father, Curtis Poree, that wore his Ball Cap everywhere he went! it stated that he served and was a Veteran of both the: "Vietnam, and Korean War!" with the appropriate ribbons stiched onto his ball cap. The black ball cap, with yellow lettering is just like my two ball caps that I wear on occasion today,

RETROSPECTIVELY;

I now know why he purchased and wore it frequently, which was to send a message that he was much a better man than I was, in front of all the cameras that were on myself, and apparently among his own family.

With me being misidentified as I was at that time, Curtis Poree knew that, and all along knew who was monitoring me as well. Thus, Curtis took advantage of this opportunity to reveal that He himself was a United States Veteran that wanted to gain the attention, or possibly be honored for all his 30+ year of service in the United States Army achieved! The whole time, I was unaware as to what his intentions were to have purchased, and wore quite frequently with pride, while around everyone and the hidden cameras in his house, or in other places.

Therefore, I wear my "Desert Storm Operation" Ball Caps with Pride these days! It states I'm a United States Veteran of War, no less than Curtis Poree! Ball Caps which I should have wore 14 years ago with pride, right along aside him, just to make a bold statement that I was no less than he was, a Decorated United States Veteran of War!

Michelle appears to have concealed a substantial amount from me then; so now I partially feel compelled to prove to her, my ex-wife now, that I concealed NOTHING, about my past United States Navy Career!

NOTHING, BUT MY UNITED STATES NAVY ACHIEVEMENTS DURING MY SEA AND SHORE DUTY TOURS!

Maybe Michelle, would have been a proud wife had I clearly disclosed all of my: United States Naval Job Evaluations, Letters of Commendations & Appreciations, Ribbons, and Medals I achieved while I served in the United States Navy!

But than again, a part of me is real glad that I'm not like her father, Curtis, an outspoken extroverted braggart.

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Farewell Huskies!

2010-08-15T01:24:00.000-07:00

I wish the best to all the Washington Husky Teams!

It's unfortunate but the for the first time since being transfered here in Washington State in 1991 from San Diego NAVSTA, CA. I've been undeniably a loyal sports fan for Husky Athletics.

But this upcoming season, after hitting an emotional burnout and feeling traumatized from all the excessive attention I've been receiving via the federal network surveillance system that is over and in every aspect of my life, it led me to quit school for a time period. However, now that I have started back up again, I've decided that it would be in my best interest to suppress and dismiss any interest that connects to being a sports fan for any sport; and rather be in favor of a more aesthetic naturally unaltered ones to entertain my mind with Godly Righteous things, and to find some tranquil peace of mind.

I've quit being a sports fan, with the following EXCEPTIONS: weight training, swimming, outdoors sports like hiking, mountaineering and mountain biking.

I do hope the Huskies the best, but I feel due to my overexposed life, and with unfortunate curses and spells directed towards me, that I'd rather not have a jinx affect to the outcome to players performance, a teams performance in a game. Many times in the past, I've felt like I've intruded into some sport, team or individual that is engaged in seasonal play, in the playoff competition, or some championship series of play.

Moreover, it's just disappointing and discouraging to feel responsible for the outcome of some game just by the Federal network system of surveillance cameras, and the "Agents" witchcraft dark advantage to send out what I am thinking to those on TV, or possibly in live action within proximity of me, like the spectator stands. Furthermore, even what I read in whatever magazine or sports literature have will be traced, tracked, misconstrued, judged and than overexposed. I just cannot afford another emotional burn out, therefore I'm moving north to Island County, where there's actual Surf Hot Spots there, Hiking, Mountain Bike Trails, and lots of scenic lookouts to dwell on God, experience the intake of His mighty creation of our maker and see his creatures roam more frequently within the wildlife preservation areas there.

God was never in the systems altercated by man, He is the creator of the unaltered, and can alter anything of mans altercations, if He feels in doing so watching all of us from afar, in His time, in His Speed, He can respond accordingly in favor of His Righteous Ones!

Being in the Spiritual Realm, has its benefits which is knowing God more intimately as an entity that is Three in One, called the "Holy Trinity" that have become my family now; over the carnal fleshly family members of mine that have betrayed and defied God's Power, God's Infinite Wisdom and sadly foresake God's Love for them. They have no interest in how He has revealed His Love through Jesus Christ, and the ransom price paid for us on the Wooden Cross. they don't fear Him and could care less about His ever present existence. Instead would clearly much rather be empowered to be consumed with spiritual forms of witchcraft, a dark realm that in which there is no return once engaged with the devil himself. Consider it to be battle formations against God and His Heavenly Host Army of Angels, that in which will always prevail gracefully under Gods eternal watch, over every pagan nation like the Kahunas or every other kind of god to idolize and worship, in replace of God!

Whidbey island, has the United States Navy and its "Airdale" community, that I was once a part of, back when I served on Active Duty Service on both my Sea and Shore Duty Tours, from 10/1987-11/1993. Thus, my life in the future in Island County, will probably be around others that may care less about my educational background, or know very little about Husky Pride. Thus it gives me another reason while in my overly exposed status to, regress from being an outgoing resilient Husky Fan to that of my old nature. It gives me another reason not to shine my true colors or Purple, Black and Gold, if I won't be keeping up with individuals players or team statistics as the season progresses onward!

The Huskies will be "Out of Sight and likely, Out of Mind." The less publicity I give them, the better off they will be in performing like they ought to, I wish them the BEST!

No Burn Out for this time for me, I just can't let it happen this time!

More importantly, is with the United States Navy being established firmly in place as part of my young adulthood background, it does validate the University of Washington as being part of my educational background as well. Columbia College the Extension Program, where I attained my Associates of Arts from in 1993, is now located on the NAS Whidbey Island itself, or in Marysville, near Everrett NAVSTA. Therefore, to establish clearly what my professional background was prior to my life as an enrolled student with the University of Washington, it would only solidify creditability, validity and with meritorious achievement, that honors my student status enrollment and graduation back in the time period of 06/1994-08/1997!

This should help alleviate any questionable doubt in all peoples mind, especially including my ex-wife Michelle, and all of my family that have both gone confused and skewed in their thinking of me. No doubt have been coerced and exploited by people with influential power, to become warped in their current conclusion to believe that I was never in the military at all! They Includes my younger brother Patrick that (F.U-FOOL), that "FUFU!"

So off I go to the Island County, to eventually get tangled up with other Aviation Boatwainsmates (AB) or Navy Pilots and the "Airdale Community" that are either retired or still on active duty service for the time being before their transfer date. The Straits of San Juan De Fuca, are filled with Navy Vessels from a distance, and with all the Fixed Wing Aircraft from distance above, possibly doing touch and goes out of NAS Whidbey Island, Ault Field, ALL are enough to entertain me more than college sports, or even at the professional level.

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. Go Huskies (Dawgs)!

2010-07-05T23:56:00.000-07:00

The Aviation Botswainsmate Prayer:

I am convinced, Our Father, that your fondest feelings are reserved for the least pretentious and most genuine of us. I am sure that Aviation Boatswain’s Mates are some of your favorites. Certainly Aviation Boatswain’s Mates have yet to find the virtues of humility, or soft-spokenness or gentleness…They do lead with their jaws….And they always seem to be more ready to fight than to switch.

They can be singled out by their red eyes, and by a grubbiness which is a mark of their trade. But their wills match their strong backs...And their love of each other is a wondrous thing to behold.

They are the salt of the deck…And the saltiness is honest and open…
And they are uniquely Your sons. We are grateful for them…
As you love them specially, we mark them particularly tonight.
Bless them every one…And forever keep them from harm and hurt…

In Christ’s name, Amen.

R. W. Bedingfield, Chaplain (USN)

Persistence!

2010-06-25T00:22:00.000-07:00

The evil around me continues to persists in their torments, harassment, mockery and slander... However, Gods own persistence is revealed in his everlasting love manifested in his own creation that is right in my midst, such as:

The Skies filled with shifting clouds, the wind that carries heat and pollen in the air; winds that carry storms of hail, rain, snow, the clouds that formulate from dark grey passing showers into clear blue skies. The brisk intake of fresh sharp clean winter air, the breeze that brings chills and cheers my spirits during the holiday season time of celebration, on the contrary there is also the breeze that brings pleasure because it cools me on a hot and humid summer day; the breeze that carries falling leaves during the cool and wet autumn season.

The sea shores that brings in the tide by late morning, the morning fog that is cleared by the afternoon sun, the clear distance that has the silloetted shape and form of all our neighboring coastlands across the puget sound, nonetheless is the sound of the sea shores.

Snow capped mountains, with its landscape so powerfully grand to conquer in reaching its summit; the sovereign majestic handiwork of God on a clear summer night filled with stars along those that seemingly shoot into the next universe.

The creatures that are under the sea level, on the earths surface and those that roam above the earth untamed, free and considered wild are a pleasure to watch. For example, finding salamanders that are found to thrive in dark and moist soil; little jumping fishes that are found at lake washington, off the Former NAVSTA. in Sand Point, WA. during this time of the summer season; the pleasure of being distracted by horses, jack-rabbits or bears that roar in a distance from time to time near or in a Wild Life Preserve; I believe they all are God's Creatures, no less than we the Human Race are creatures, created at that same time the Animal Kingdom were in the beginning of time through the Holy Trinity, God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit! We, the green wildlife, animal wildlife can and do compliment each other well for therapeutic reason. Thus, it also leads me to strongly believe that God had a purpose in all that He Created, and that is that we remain interdependent upon each other to survive on this earth; that we persist to seek his natural beauty in the wild life, animal and we humans to find therapeutic rest, recovery, restoration and gratefulness we all do currently coexist!

(Psalm, 19:1-14)

These natural unaltered artifacts that could be seen everyday, inspires me to PERSIST in HOPE, because one thing remains constant against those that persist to do evil and focus on what's hideous, indecent and unpleasant in my life, and that is that:

GOD'S CONSTANT PERSISTENCE TO REVEAL HIS CREATION OF GOODNESS AND NATURAL BEAUTY, INDICATES THAT NOTHING CAN SEPARATE ME FROM MY MAKER THAT CREATED ALL THINGS, AND HIS LOVE FOR ME, NOTHING!

(Romans 8:38-39)

The antecedants of God's natural beauty found unaltered, while it is still in its purest, raw true form of goodness, created from God Alone! He Persists to reveal when I that need it, and expects me to persist in finding it as well, and to find it naturally beauty unaltered in the next day I awake; and in the next day I awake; and in the next I awake; and in the next day that I awake, which is a cycle of consistency to reinforce the notion of His sovereign promise to counteract all those that persist to bring intentional harm, humiliation and evil into my life.

God never ceases to amaze me with His gifts of discernment and wisdom in this concept to persist; for He illustrates it clearly through His daily display of majestic splendor when I do find it. As it encourages me to persist on with hope, even while being overwhelmed in the midst persistent evil doers with darkened hearts filled with malice and cold intent to abandoned while I continue on in this systemic surveillance network and spiritual battlefield: that takes the shape of a playground, platform, stage here on this so called earth. Need I remind you that it is His Own Creation as well. For it is at God's Speed, at God's ultimate control, and for God's Awesome Glory, that I will be guided!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

"A Childlike Faith!"

2010-05-15T13:40:00.003-07:00

I've been Accused of being:

"A Kid, A Boy, A Child," that needs to grow up in this world!

All because I speak of how God is my Father! That I am a Creature of His, NO LESS than the Creatures in the Animal Kingdom, The Wilderness and Wild Life. That He, Our Maker has made with His sovereign majestic power, to be beautiful splendid and a result from His masterfully skilled handiwork. Which leaves me in Wonder, Awe and Baffling Amazement into what is truly around me.

"I am a Creature of my Almighty Maker, that needs to be matured in the likeness of Himself!"

What's all around me now in the Natural Environment or in this World, that through meditation and prayer, it will only reveal what is, in The Second Image, which is God; It NO LESS makes me wonder about His Second Coming as well. A simple "Child Like View", but too profound for the comprehension from those in the likeness and image of this World. It's a view found on the Path of Righteousness, that does lead to Heaven, the Celestial Kingdom of God!

All other views, that are selfish, carnal and worldly that aren't of Him, leads morbidly and deathly elsewhere! But given the Wisdom, Knowledge and Discernment acknowledged by God. Therefore again, I am a creature of God, maturing in every way to grow up, to belong in the Celestial City, that's yet to come!

Fear in God leads is the beginning of Wisdom and Knowledge,

Wisdom and Knowledge by God, instructs and calls me to be obedient to Him,

Obedience reveals humility,

Humility reveals Persistence,

Persistence leads to a belief in the power of scriptual reading, praying, meditating and discernment,

Discernment leads to knowing the importance in having what is: "A Child Like Faith,"

"A Child Like Faith" leads me to be more mature in the likeness and image of Christ,

The likeness and Image in Christ, leads me to see things in The Second Image, that is GOD!

What ONLY allows me access into Heaven, or The Kingdom of God again; all begins with the Fear of God, that eventually leads to me being more in the likeness and image of God, an image that can't be seen without:

~"A Child Like Faith!"

A Faith that leads to have view or belief that I am simply a Creature of our Maker, made to obey Him, and thus remain in Him as He blesses me to remain on the Path of Righteousness, until He comes again to take what is His Own!

Thus truly believing these value, and favoring its essential view, exempts me in being just "a Child, a Kid, or a Boy" that needs to grow up in this world. Because my belief is not to conform in this world, but to be transform to that which is of the Celestial City, yet to come!

I am a son, with God Almighty as my Father, matured enough to view that my freedom is through The Son of God, my Savior, Redeemer and Refuge. That my hope with my salvaged life, Salvation, is in eternal life with my family, The Holy Trinity in heaven, my ultimate destinity!

Scriptural Verses:

Anyone who sins is a slave on sin! A slave is not a permanent member of the family, but a son is part of the family FOREVER, so if "The Son," sets you free, you will be free indeed!

~John 8:34-36

"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom and knowledge."

~Prov. 1:7.

"The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom; all who follow his precepts have good understanding. To Him belongs eternal praise! "

~Psalm, 111:10

"Permit the children to come to Me; do not hinder them; for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. "Truly I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it at all."

~Mark 10:13-16

Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God!"

~John 1:12

Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect.

~Romans 12:2

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Childlike Faith!

2010-05-15T13:40:00.001-07:00

The Second Image!

2010-05-11T21:57:00.001-07:00

These images were meant to reveal what was in my daily scriptural readings, such as this very morning:

John 6: 22-41

Reveals the metaphor of Jesus Christ being the "The Bread of Life," That the "Father God Almighty, Draws me near or Brings me near to Jesus Christ through the Holy Spirit prompting me from within." That The Holy Trinity is constantly at work, in my life. Given my core belief in the Saving Sacrifice of Jesus Christ, who was sent to pay the ultimate ransom price, in place of my sin and death, which was a plan designed only by the God the Father Himself. That I am worthy to be saved from my wretched and wicked past, stemmed materially from this world, in this world, or twisted all around this world. That by Jesus Christ Resurrection from Death and the Tomb, I and my sins confessed and repented have been forgiven and redeemed. That I now have a salvaged life to live out the remainder of my days (Salvation) here on His earth. That I, continue to remain in Him as He remains Righteously in me with His Holy Spirit. That He guides and directs my path from within, to speak, write, see, hear, feel and taste in the likeness of Him... That with the His blessed wisdom, knowledge and discernment I am able to view a second image within the first image that is more and more in the likeness of Him, God Himself!

So when he speaks of me, to be less concerned with the perishable things on earth, for with the "Bread of Life" (Jn. 6:35) and "Living Water" (Jn. 4:10) I shall not grow hungry nor thirst again, it is an non-carnal and celestial metaphorical image! It's the second image from within the first image of the nature of who God is, and what is yet to come!

HEAVEN is my ultimate destination, where materialism and perishables will never again be things to be clever with, to fuss or envy over! This is a view of the Second Image that God wants me to SEE within what's obviously presented in the first Image, and I DO see the Second Image, and it is certainly Godly good, righteous and fulfilling!

It much more worthy to think metaphorically like how Jesus wants me to say, write, see, think and do, versus in the likeness of Satan, or the Devil. Whom tempted Jesus Christ after having spent 40 days, and 40 nights in the mountains meditating and praying, and whom Jesus respond to, by saying that "man shall not live by bread alone" (Matt. 4:4), but by ultimately, metaphorically speaking, the:

"Word of God!"
"Bread of Life!"
"Living Water!"

All inspired and written by the Holy Spirit; or is Jesus Christ Himself, the Son sent by the Father God, Almighty to Save the World from Sin and Death, through The the Sons Sacrificial Death on, "The Cross!"

I See The Holy Trinity at work all around me, in every aspect of my life, to make me view, think, hear, do, taste more and more in the likeness Them, or God in Three Persons, "The Holy Trinity!"

All are the Sovereign Majestic Splendor of God's Handiwork,
or The Second Image:

The Trees,
The Backyard Sanctuary,
The Wilderness,
The Wildlife,
The Sea and Lake,
The Mountain and Trails,
The Sky, Wind and Clouds,
The Star Filled Clear Night,
The Quite Times,
The Mysterious Work of God in my memories, my current experiences and past circumstances in my life, in all places, at all times, set in unique ways that only He and I can connect, in order for me to comprehend that it is truly, God! He is in The Second Image, that is within the First, a metaphoric Wonder, that makes gaining my Salvation, even more Special!

Again, the images above symbolizes me to say, write, see, think, hear, do and taste more and more in the likeness that should be of the Holy Trinity, rather than of the thinking patterns to that of the carnal (fleshly), vulnerable world. That The Second Image, should be nothing less than GOD!.

"For greater is He that is in Me, than he (Satan or the Devil) that is of this world."
(1John 4:4).

Thus, the Greater Power in me, than anything offered to that from he that is in this world; the second image is in me, rather from the first image that is of this world. The Greater Power, God is The Second Image, God! This a Higher Source of Power Protects That of His Own: Humankind and Wildlife alike, all of which are living creatures from that from whom is our Maker, God Himself!

Just as the doxology song goes, I should:

"Praise God, from whom all blessings flow"
"Praise Him, all creatures here below"
"Praise Him, above all heavenly host"
"Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost"
Amen!"

~Thomas Ken

To be prompted and conditioned by the Holy Spirit to continue to lead me in viewing to that which of the second image within the first, who is God will I than prevail on, until my blessed and salvaged life on earth ends, and eternal life begins, in Heaven. I have become favorably faithful to that inThe Second Image of God, since losing sight of it 15 years ago! (Prov. 15: 10)

Lest it replicates a second image view to that of the carnal world, rather than to which is that of the Celestial, that is yet to come! For God will be back to recover all that is of, His Own! (Matt. 24:31)

As revealed in the lyrics of this graceful song:

There’s coming a wonderful, wonderful day,
Its glory has never been known;
When free from our burdens we’re going away,
As Jesus returns for His own.

Refrain

When Jesus returns for His own,
And carries us up to His throne,
There’ll be no more sadness,
But all will be gladness,
When Jesus returns for His own.

Then those who have suffered and toiled for His Name,
Tho’ hated, rejected, unknown,
No longer shall suffer the world’s scorn and shame,
When Jesus returns for His own.

Triumphant they’ll rise with their Lord in the air,
And sit with Him soon on His throne,
While those who once ridiculed weep in despair,
When Jesus returns for His own.

No longer we’ll think of the trials down here,
The days when we suffered alone,
For God’s loving hand wipes away ev’ry tear,
When Jesus returns for His own.

Then let us be faithful, e’en down unto death,
Nor ever our troubles bemoan,
But render Him praise, and rejoice full of faith,
That we may be counted His own.

~Herbert Buffun

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

WitchCraft in return for Gifts!

2010-05-09T02:25:00.000-07:00

The Blue Sofa, that I gave to my parents after my official Divorce was finalized, in 1998, was what Patrick Slept through the night in the Living Room of the Kapolei, household for the years that followed. The Dining Room Table and Matching Chair Set, that I gave Sisi and Mac was a gift, without expecting anything in return either.

But now that she and Patrick has returned in a form to that of Kahunas: pestering, taunting and haunting me with aggressiveness that stems from who knows where in my mind; in retrospect, that Sofa left in the Kapolei, household; The Dining Room Set that I gave Sisi, back when they were living in an apartment upstairs in Kapolei, was with sincere love for both, her, her husband Mac and their children, it was all a mistake. If she and Patrick does NOT believe that it came from the household of Michelle's and Myself in Nuuanu, before our divorce finalized in 1998-than where does Sisi and Patrick believes that these furniture that they benefited from, did come from?

The Salvation Army? Goodwill? Sears, Furniture Department?

Where is that Sofa, or Dining Room Set today? Apparently donated away, no different than with the attitude from within Sisi and Patrick toward me today. To donate me away only to be devoured to what is purely evil, and be held as a captive under restricted constant surveillance monitoring, with little or no chance of liberty, nor happiness! Without Due Process in a Court of Law, nor a Jury Process; for their judgement of my sentence has already been made final:

Being Condemned, and Cursed in Misery for eternity!

If my own prosperity and success, is what compels both Sisi and Patrick to feel Threatened, Insecure, Jealous. To Covet what little I have! Enough so to: Pester, Ridicule, Harass, and Torment me on a daily basis; than it only surfaces the kind of individual(s), parents or more importantly, unfaithful siblings that they so shamefully turned out to actually be; and they ought to be completely ashamed of for all of their misdeeds, many times over.

Now that Sisi and Patrick have sided with the Kahunas, with them thinking that I have no link whatsoever with my Ex-Wife Michelle. God has just prompted me to reveal factual knowledgeable evidence that links, us ALL, between the Sofa and Dining Room Set, that once belonged to Michelle and Myself. Eventually gifts to Sisi,and Patrick! Thus, making the Kahunas look like obscurity to my siblings way to the TRUTH; as these Kahunas continue in their wrongful intentions, and deceptive methods to become allies with my siblings Sisi and Patrick, and thereby making both of them just as Wicked!

~Why would they, Sisi and Patrick begin to even think that I have NO background, NO history with my Ex-wife, Michelle, indiferrent to what the Kahunas believed since my divorce finalized in 1998?

~On what grounds, would Sisi and Patrick formulate in their minds a very solid, concrete reason(s) as to why I would NOT been married to Michelle between 1994-1998, while me working at Straub Business Accounting Services, and her at Merrill Lynch Financial Services, in the Downtown, Honolulu, Hawaii Area back in the year of 1997-1998, while living in a Nuuanu, Apartment nearby.

~How did I go from being a brother of Sisi and Patrick, married to Michelle, while as a married couple attended occasional family socials: visited our own Parent's home in Kapolei for a backyard Karaoke, Barbecues, and Family picnics at Bellows Beach, Sand Island and Ala Moana beach parks, The Birthday party of Mama Keke in 1998; Luana's Baby Shower with the rest of my family. All of this again, while we were as a married couple lived in Nuuanu, HI. at the time....Versus, being perceived to what I am today to Sisi and Patrick, no less the Kahunas, with the intentions to complicate and confuse this identity issue even more so, for Sisi and Patrick to be stubborn, vulnerable, and gulable to their lies, that I have NO ties whatsoever to Michelle V. Poree, my Ex-Wife.

~How could, over the last dozen years, since my divorce to Michelle in 1998, that I've become in the minds of my siblings, Sisi and Patrick, that I am absolutely a different entity, or entirely a different human being, a completely different person, from the married husband that I was to Michelle V. Poree, between 1994-1998?

You know Michelle and I visited Sisi when Konelio was born in Kaiser Permanente Hospital in Red Hill, on Oahu, HI. Well, Michelle requested to see Sisi's second eldest (Konelio) in a restricted area where a gown, gloves and possibly a mask were required to be used by thosed authorized visitors in this particular room, for infants and their mothers. I mean I saw a mutual bond developing between my Sister Sisi, and my Wife at that time. More importantly it meant something deep within me that was stirring, that felt good, that felt special, because it linked Michelle to Motherhood in my mind. Moreover, an acceptance, an appreciation and a certain respect of this former wife of mine, was gained to be part of my own families inner circle had occurred; she finally had broke through such a hidden family barrier threshold that typically is a slow gradual but positive profound process, that made me a happy.

Need I remind everyone that today, is Mother's Day, 2010!

~Nonetheless, how did Sisi, Patrick, get from viewing Michelle as being loved, accepted and appreciated into our families inner circle with me at her side as their brother, and her husband...Versus Sisi and Patrick, being Confused Cynical Kahunas, as to who I am to them today? How?

My Conclusion is this, they are both IDLE-

Thus, it's an opportunity for them to be the Devil's Workshop, with no less his workers, the Kahunas to wickedly deceptively influence and persuade Sisi and Patrick to become overwhelmed, to intimidate and fascinate them! To such an extent that they now have gained a false no less temporary belief that they themselves, have access to a source Spiritual Power (Demonic nevertheless). That Spiritual Channeling from these Kahuna(s) and their spiritual lifestyle, evil in nature is part of the Norm in the Island Culture that Sis and Patrick are largely a part of today, that they should accept and see it as NORMALIZED living on the Islands, A DECEPTIVE LIE, PUNISHABLE AND PENALIZED BY DEATH AND HELL ITSELF!

That through the Kahunas, ways of being Cunning, Clever Crafty, Sly OVER Sisi and Patrick: Simple Minded, Vulnerably Naive to what they've grown accustomed and cultured to, have tragically prevailed over my siblings, that are also again, IDLE!

Obviously, Sisi and Patrick what appears to be fascinating, interesting, fresh, cool and tricky: to gain a false sense of superior power compels Sisi and Patrick to fall into the category of being: EXPLOITED and MANIPULATED!

~While in the minds of the Kahunas and their Devil; they are ultimately out to destroy not just myself, Sisi and Patrick; but the entire family line that bonds us truthfully together in our common lineage blood, that spans across the Islands of Hawaii, Samoa to as far as the West Coast and the East Coast. To corrupt evil into what is both horizontally and vertically common lineage blood, across our entire FAMILY TREE! This clearly reveals how the Devil wants to work:

MASS DESTRUCTION, BY FIRST CONFUSING, DECEIVING AND EXPLOITING:
~IDLE, SIMPLE MINDED, ISLAND FOLKS: SISI AND PATRICK,
~NOW RECRUITED AS WITCH CRAFT ARTISTS!
~FYI: THEY BOTH HAVE THEIR OWN FAMILY TO RASE THROUGH THIS NEW CAREER!

Bible Scripture Against Idleness:
1Tim. 5:13
2 Thess. 3:10-12
Prov. 19:15
Prov. 14:23

An Idle man's brain is a Devils Workshop!
~John Banhan

Idleness is a Devils Playground!
~H.G. Bohn

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

THE AUDACITY OF THEM!

2010-04-24T13:26:00.000-07:00

The Wicca, The Wicked Kahunas whom have exploited family members of my OWN, to create a raucous during my sleep!

They have the clever, crafty, and callous nerve to interupt my REM Sleeping Patterns on a daily basis; thus feeling less focused or attentive during my studies! The Wicca's Wicked Scheme is bad enough, while sleeping throughout the night, or attempting at times to take a well needed nap during mid day. But to hear my exploited siblings: Patrick and Sisi! That are seemingly compelled to be a part of such Wickedness only reveals a malicious betrayal that disgusts me even more.

The Trip to Oahu, HI. in 2007, through Oakland, CA. wasn't any different in dealing with the WICCA these days, especially now that I'm back in school. During my entire time in Oakland, CA. or days after arriving in Kapolei, HI: the home of where my parents, my sister Luana and her family resides! The combination in having major withdrawal symptoms, from being immediately severed from my daily VA Medications intake, as well dealing with the WICCA attacks that triggered me in being Sleep Deprived, left me in a state of incoherent instability by the time of my arrival to Kapolei, HI. then!

Nonetheless it's a very distasteful fashback of who the WICCA was then, and is now! No less am I even more embittered as to who my brother Patrick and sister Sisi has become more and more like as well, Part of the Wicked WICCA and The Kahunas! Which only sadly indicates or represents as to what the household in Kapolei, Hi. offer me today as well. Deception of the TRUTH: to revealing this Spiritual Warfare and Surveillance Matrix Reality that we're ALL involved in, A Chaotic Mess!

Therefore, Home Now, is where my Heart and Soul Resides,
"Heaven" while here on Earth!

The WICCA tactics that kept me sleep deprived, in 2007, are the same as today: Through obscure pokes, pinches and stabs that is under my clothing, or to my legs while it rests below my desk; otherwise it is made clearly obvious and given with strong intensity and severity with deliberate intent to harm: a hard push or slap to any of my body part they choose with pleasure. Those Evil Cowards!

Well, The WICCA, has kept me sleep deprived also using a method that is more subliminal and manipulative in their procedure. It includes, altering the the proper function of my HYPOTHALUMUS gland(s) within my brain that, that does regulates normal sleep patterns (Circadian) for humans. It's a clever leverage tactic that's again obscure to everyone around me; but the ME and WICCA Witch Doctor that has a Voodoo Doll of Myself, and their Wicked TOOL, their NEEDLE!

I know this for a FACT, because (SOMEONE) Who? He? Skin Head? I really don't know who: was speaking to the late shift, PRISON GUARD, about this tactic that was about to take place just moments later. I heard their dialogue as, and I would assume while they watched me through their hidden surveillance cameras within my Holding Cell Block that had a bunk mate down below (who slept through the night).

Well, their dialogue included describing what (He?) (Skin Head?) told the PRISON GUARD, what (He?) (Skin Head?) was going to do, and then did it! Which at that very moment my HYPOTHALUMUS felt like it was just stung by a Bumble Bee, without the pain though!. This part of my brain was left me with a stimulated feeling, as if an electrical buzz was alerted and activated in my brain, and just wouldn't shut off for the remainder of the time served, 5 days in Oakland, CA. County Cell Hold. Their conversation began right at Lights Out, 9PM. I was in insomnia mode every night until the following Morning Wake Up Call at 4AM sharp. Believe me, that He? (Skin Head?), WICCA, left me in sedated in REM STAGE 1, without any naps allowed while serving my time, or even after arriving at the OAK Intn'l Arport and waiting for my Departure to Honolulu, HI. that evening.

I have honestly submit, that Jesus Christ knew about this strife and struggle experience in OAK, CA. and did take divine action to allow me to reach REM SLEEP STAGE 5, during that night departure flight, with a final destination for Honolulu, HI. back in December of 2007. Well, this vision of Jesus Christ in my dream, led Him to instruct me in the importance on continuing to read "The Holy Bible", or "The Word of God," on a Daily Basis. A promise that I made to Him personally then, and have kept since, without any intentions to break it in the future either, due to the fact that "I AM IN SPIRITUAL WARFARE."

For the WICCA, (Skin Heads?) continued in their campaign to attack me once upon my arrival at Kapolei, HI. within the days that followed in December of 2007. However, my daily intake of medications from the VA, eventually made it back into my cerebral cognitive, nervous systems, and blood stream; medications which I consider as tranquilizers; that are capable to sedate me pass REM 1, into REM 5, given the sufficient dose and the right combination of medications types, to battle being externally sleep deprived or insomnia. However, once the heavy sedation of these medications wares off by morning though, I'm vulnerable by the WICCA once again!

UNLESS I START PRAYING TO GOD!

ONLY WITH PRAYER TO GOD, HAVE I PREVAILED OVER WICCA BEFORE IN THE PAST, REBUKING WICCA AND THEIR EVIL TACTICS TO DEPRIVE ME OF REST. AND NOW, MY OWN BROTHER, PATRICK, AND MY OWN SISTER, SISI HAS JOINED THEM! THEY'VE CHOSEN TO BE, WITH THE WICCA!

THE AUDACITY OF THESE FAMILY MEMBERS OF MINE! FOR THEY JUST WON'T SHUT UP IN THE MORNING WHILE IN MY DISORIENTED, GROGGY, WAKING STAGE, THAT EVENTUALLY QUICKLY LEADS TO AGITATION AND DISGUST!

UNLESS I START PRAYING TO GOD!

AGAIN, ONLY WITH PRAYER, HAVE I PREVAILED OVER MY EVIL SPIRITUAL ENEMIES, LIKE THE WICCA BEFORE IN THE PAST, AND NOW MY OWN FAMILY MEMBERS! THEY ALL HAVE LOST THIS SPIRITUAL WARFARE ALREADY, AND WILL INEVITABLY SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES!

~(Mark. 13, 10-13 and Luke, 21: 12-19)
~(Psalm 92:1-93:5, and Prov. 14:2)

After the torment and torture in Oakland, CA. in 2007, it certainly have left an indelible mark in my mind (trauma) as to how it feels when that, Electrical Buzzing Begins In My Mind, and Just Won't Shut Off in and around my HYPOTHALUMUS to sleep deprive me, or cause insomnia, even today. With their wicked intent to keep in REM Stage 1, with a cyclical wakefulness back to sleep, wakefulness back to sleep transition, without anything near feeling FULLY RECOVERED. I can actual feel the difference, once the WICCA TOOL, their needle, is removed from their Voodoo Doll, out of the head part of this Doll that represents me, or my HYPOTHALAMUS! I would at that instantaneous moment fall into the DEEP SLEEP OF REM STAGE 5, that includes ACTUAL DREAMING, and where proper REST and RECOVERY does actually takes place! They've apparently accelerated my aging process for me to look much older in years; I've noticed the sags and bags on my face that weren't there before

THE AUDACITY OF THEM!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S. Patrick, Shut Your Mouth, Stop Your Taunting, Harassment and Pestering while in my waking stages; Than, turn and ask God for forgiveness; Lest You Burn! (Proverbs, 14:9)

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Home Then vs. Homeward Bound Now!

2010-04-23T02:23:00.000-07:00

Home Then:

Palolo Valley, Waialae and MWH- St. James, St. Theresa's and St. Anthony's Church/School.

The dirty laundry pile found at the top of the stairs, with the weight set with a bench found in Mino's and My own room, that had plastic exterior and concrete interior- varied in color (Grey, Maroon and Black). The yellow striped fabricated couch, with the other vinyl sofa that was covered with a sheet dressing; The coffee table that had 2 storage spaces with panel doors where photo albums of our report cards from St. Anthony's were stored by Ma.

the kitty in the back porch that went after Gecko's topside; this same porch where Dad held his Barbershop for Mino and I 2x a month. The colony of Toads beneath the cement where the sidewalk met the stairs; The flying roach that landed on my nose, as I opened the closet door between the kitchen and the living room, not to mention the colony of roaches that quickly scattered once the light went on in the kitchen, or once the Granada door flung open before our travels. The Grey Ford Granada was parked in the space nearest the grass, that was double slotted at the end of our apartment complex building, with the mailboxes and green dumpsters nearby with another colony of maggots or worms eating away with delight, that is until the Rain arrived.

The incoming rain from what was called, "dynasour mountain" was nostalgic to watch in a distance as it made its final approach, before finally reaching our apartment; a scene with tropical temperatures that allowed activity to continue outdoors, like mud football on the football field next to the gymnasium; Kickball, baseball within the fenced playground just adjacent to the backside Lani and Cindy's apartment, this is where our tree house was built, with our Grey Granada nearby; The backseat of this so called family vehicle was miserable at times while in transit, given Mino, Luana, Berna and Myself were all were packed in like sardines in a can; compounded with our sticky perspiring conditions expected in the muggy humid tropical whether; Within the Palolo Valley stream I used catch baby frogs- tadpoles, crayfish and catfish, more importantly an unlimited amount of trees with ripe mangoes to indulge in; Finding Puka shells on the sand shores of beaches, for Ma to make some leis. Coral Reef Sea Orchins, Sea cucumbers, Limu and Vana of a certain kind, while on adventures at certain beaches, with my parents and Ma's sisters family, the Poti's;

The tangerine tree that overhung the back porch of the Poti's apartment in Wilcox Lane for free pickings; The tangerine tree stemmed from the Sisters Convent located directly across from St. Anthony's School; The 2nd Grade Nun, "Sister Milagrose" that gave me and others a good backside whooping, using the backside of the wooden hand broom in our classroom closest, for mis-bahaving; The A.M. Walk to the Bus Stop to go to go St. Anthony's School was at the Grocery Store next to Uncle Gus' House; The P.M. Walk Home was from the Bus Stop at the St. James Catholic Church Parking Lot Fence-This was with the option of taking a short-cut walk home, via the Car Lane BETWEEN the Small Grocery Store and the Apt. Building with the Laundromat adjacent to St. James Parking Lot: it eventually led to a narrow private road between a set of houses, then a bent down corner fence to climb over and down next to a PV Apt. Bldg. and the PV Stream, it saved the P.M. Walk Home by 5 minutes. Home was with us being: Mango, Mickey Mouse, Hanabadah, Cacaroach and Shi-shi!

Home was Pee Wee Football in Kalihi/Kalakaua (Giants/Monarchs), with Cousin Tony Poti; Little League fast pitch baseball in Palolo Valley (Tigers), Pop Warner Football in Palolo Valley with the Hasebe's (Vikings), JV Football/Track at St. Louis High with J. Papalii (Crusaders), and Varsity Football/Track at McKinley High School with the gang from MWH (Tigers); Graduating MHS Class, of 1987. Luana's and I had a celebration for our High School. Graduation; we both were from the Class of 1987. The late, Aunty Aigamu Leasiolagi, instructed her son to keep it"Short and Sweet!" during our practice sessions before: John Leasiolagi, Nick Maafala, Myself, possibly Mino Kelekolio, and a couple of others, entertained our guests with the "Samoan Slap Dance" Number during the H.S. Graduation Party for my elder sister and I.

NOTE:

Francisi (Sisi), Regina (Gina) and Patrick (Pat), My Younger Siblings: will unlikely identify with most any of the experiences as Home within MY OWN childhood, just due to them being in a younger age group, in the years that our family lived in Palolo Valley, while attending St. Anthony's and St. James Catholic Parishes. However, those in or above my age group, such as: Pesamino, (Mino), Luana, Bernadette (Berna). The Poti's: Stevie, Utu, Leo (Tony boy) and their youngest sister, Carol Poti, will likely personally identify with the experiences mentioned above, that I consider as Home!

Homeward Bound Now:

The Spiritual Journey while in search for God passing Pasture Lands, Intimacy with God beyond the Door to the Cross; Sally's Sacrifice, Discussion with Sally "who is a God Created Creature like myself, that CAN'T read my mind; The Corner Yard; The Family of Trees: The wind as it shifts the clouds, that formulates into new shapes during the day; The Sovereign Majestic Splendor of God on a clear night; The Sacred Lot: Backyard Sanctuary Preservation; The mysterious ways that God works that just leaves me Baffled and Amazed, The Wild Creatures, and Green Wildlife found in the Watershed Preservation! ; The Former Naval Station Puget Sound, just off of Lake Washington in Sand Point, WA; My Daily Devotion to reading God's Holy Scripture; Persistent Prayer; My University Studies!

(Psalm-91:1-16)

Home Now, is where my Heart and Soul Resides:
"Heaven" while still here on earth!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Psalms 85:11- "Truth springs up from the earth, and righteousness smiles down from Heaven!"

2010-04-16T16:21:00.000-07:00

Power, Leverage and Control!

2010-03-31T00:42:00.001-07:00

Why would my entire family want me to live in the place that I was raised, after being born in American Samoa, my place of Ethnic Cultural and National Origin?

As a Samoan American, now with less interest in the Island way of life, having been in the Northwest since 1991; I would consider myself more of a North Westerner or Washingtonian than the Islander that I typically was before my high school graduation in 1987, attending both St. Louis High and McKinley High during all my H.S Years on the Island of Oahu.

However, there will always be a residue of my parents in me, that subbconsciencely and mysteriously surfaces from to time to time, such as:

Singing; and Listening to music of some sorts; spontaneously engaged in all a variety of sports; having the habit to carry household chores, yard work, or keeping up with the vehicle maintenance schedule, in order to have the peace of mind with it being consistently reliable and dependable when I need it to be.

Some may call it a hereditary gene within all of us, others may view as a notion that was conditioned during our upbringing around our parents and living under thieir household for a period of years before leaving the nest for good.

Nonethelss both ideologies are indifferent with most everyone with parents that raised them within their own cultural norms all across our American Society. Otherwise, being in an tragic situation parents that deserted one as an orphan, compelling one to have severe symptoms of abuse of the worst kind leaving one with a life time worth of scars from psychological traumatic abuse. I would hope only for the prior, lest one is deprived of the fascinating genetic or habitual phenomena to take its natural course!

On another note, It brings me great self esteem in having to dwell back on the achievements from both my professional and academic achievements. That derived in being a visionary, setting and pursuing goals with no less high quality standards. More importantly these endeavors set, coincided with what was found deep inside of me. Such as: pride in having a hard work ethic, passion for excellence, determination, persistence, discipline, integrity. More importantly, allowing God's counsel, wisdom, knowledge and discernment to intercede to integrate humility with a servant's like heart, thus leaving God to receive the Glory and Praise in the Grand Final Analysis on whatever the result may have been then within my enlisted active duty time period of the United States Navy, and thereafter.

Which eventually led me to becoming an Alumni of:
Columbia College (My Associates Degree)
University, Washington (My Bachelors Degree in Business Administration)
Capella University (My Masters in Business Administration, or MBA)

With honor I must also submit in having to serve nobly in the "1990-1991, Desert Storm Operation." Or in other words, having actually been extreme unusual circumstances such as during a time of War. The conditioning our entire Ship's Crew, onboard the USS TARAWA LHA-1 up to the time we were designated as the FLAG SHIP for an entire Amphibious Assault Fleet, during this Major Crisis in Kuwait. Which changed my perception on how life could be easily expendable under intense dangerous workplace situations. Because every Flight Deck Operations, day or night was never without serious imminent danger, so our constant regiment and rigorous training handle aircraft during Flight Deck Operations, Continuous Simulations of a Flight Deck Crash and Fire Fighting Conditional Training, just took its natural evolutionary course by the time we arrived in the Persian Gulf in 1991, with our U.S. Marine Air Squadrons, and Infantry Brigades onboard ready to do their part in field of combat duty, and that in which we all eventually succeeded in so doing.

It was at God's Speed!

My self esteem or confidence for all that the United States Navy has attributed to me as an adult living life now, is in retrospect with high ecstatic gratitude, and fondness unforgettable. Major life lessons learned while underway on the USS TARAWA LHA-1 with my fellow "Brown Shoe Airdales", or "Flight Deck Crew Members", whether in Flight Deck Operations during heavy seas, or otherwise, left our crew with the only option to excel, and accelerate towards high standards of excellence for safety and efficiency to become a pattern of consistency and normalcy as professionals working on the Flight Deck, of "The Eagle of the Sea."

My active duty service was from 10/1987-11/1993, and I regret non of what the United States had to had given to me, even it were questionable leadership that hovered directly over me, for I considered it now to be "Work That Was Still In Progress!" It was my young adult stage in life that have only made me into what I should be today, a better quality person that still is inspired by God in all my labour, while I continue moving forward and onward in other stages in life.

Me boasting here is surely NOT the case here, but rather a very practical reason as to how common change do take place in many people such as myself after leaving home. How I deviated or variated myself from my own American Samoan National Ethnic Cultural Background, or my own family core values, is common to many found in the second or third generation that have grandparents that migrated from a territory of the United States or American Samoa into United States, and do formulates someone new that have now different kinds of attitudes towards hobbies, social groups, to variate with a new core set of foundational beliefs in spirituality, inner characteristic towards virtues, identifying one with other kinds of social groups, integrating or favoring a certain political view that stands for everything that one has now become today (Liberal, Democracy, Republican or somewhere in between). My point is that once leaving my place of birth (American Samoa) and my place of upbringing (Oahu, Hawaii) I've become an adult that is no longer perceived as the simple minded islander that could've cared less about what was currently happening with the Big Bad World Economy, and the Global Changes that affects us all in the long run, found beyond the borders of that little island in the Pacific Ocean. Nor did I have any sensible desire to make a difference, or have anything to do in making a world a better and safer place, due to it being God's own!

But it apparently was the case after all, thus far in my life.

My Various Cross Cultural Experiences is inevitable to change my core values and belief system for my immediate family and my Christian Family, my own Personal attitudes regarding higher education, my attitude about the Profession that I have an endeavor for; nonetheless habitual in the ways that I communicate, socialize or various groups that I am more comfortable being engage in these days, since leaving High School over 20 years ago! This evolutionary fact, must be clearly made apparent to my own parents and siblings that are comfortable being simple minded folks, with simple lives. An increase in Cross Cultural Experiences causes changes that may seem have made things more complicated, strange or even bazaar between me and my own family,

Such as:

My Catholic upbringing conversion, to My Cross Cultural Experience into Christianity!
My Cross Culture Experience in the U.S. Naval Way of Life, My Profession as a Flight Deck "Airdale" or Just Military Protocol!
My Cross Cultural Experience into all what it took in becoming an Alumni for every College I was ever enrolled in!
My Cross Cultural Experience with My Past Married Life with Michelle Pore'e, A Career Woman and Her Christian Beliefs!
My Cross Cultural Experience with Michelle's own Family's Cultivated Way of Life!
My Cross Cultural Experience in dealing with a Difficult Divorce from Michelle Pore'e!

So why does my own immediate family use these Kahunas, or Tafunas to seek the Deception, Dishonesty or a Contradiction of me, myself and I, Mickey Tovio Scanlan?

I've evolved into someone that they all just can't identify past commonalities with, prior to my High School Graduation, 1987!
Furthermore, I suppose that my parents and siblings do expect things to be the same since before me enlisting into the U.S. Navy and don't like the CHANGE they've all encountered in me given all the facts of cross cultural experiences listed above!

(Patrick, Shut Up Right Now, You Lard Jack Ass!)

The Hawaiian Kahuna's and Samoan Tafauna's aren't of God because they aren't in the Holy Bible! Nor are they encouraging, but instead try to find every ounce of weakness that I may have, and use it as a reason to taunt, pester and harass me- Now is this a good reason just because I've become different since before the completion of my High School Years living as an American Samoan, Pacific Islander?

I mean really, does it matter in a Forebbiden Sense against my own Samoan Ethnic Cultural, that my taste in music that now favors more Christian music today!; that my passion for sound profound spirituality has deepened being that I'm in my 5th yearly cycle in reading the entire Bible over again. That my professional and educational backgrounds, over the last 19 years conditioned, lessoned and seasoned me to think more spiritually biblically, theologically, theoretically, abstractly, metaphorically, conceptually in how I Socialize with others, view our Global Economy and more importantly instill within me the Nature of God's Perception in viewing all life around me now as a full grown adult! That I've conceived a necessary keen sense of business acumen to appreciate, understand enough and partly survive into what is considered current critical issues in the Business and Political Economic Spheres, given our World in an Economic Crisis Today?

is it wrong or illogical, to even think it could possibly happen to me, Mickey Tovio Scanlan, your son and brother, after 22 years since my High School Graduation, from McKinley High School?

Has the change in me, made you angry enough to come against me utilizing Paranormal Means, or Psychic Channeling? Or have what I've become made you afraid from your misunderstanding of me, to have gone as far as even identifying me as someone else, that an assistance of a Kahuna or a Tafuna is now being used as a conscience guide to seek only what is Misinterpreted Deception? All the while the source of your Kahuna and Tafuna Spiritual Island Channeling, whom aren't of God, opposes God Himself, that of whom only reveals the TRUTH within me. This contrary opposites will always fail to unite us, but leave us divided although we are all from the same household, family domain or kindred roots, we will continue to run contrary to what you never cease to try and find in me. Therefore, a house divided amongst each other, will fail to stand!

Your search for the Deceit within me, will be met always with Truth and Honesty! And thus we Fail as a Family!

~Mark 3: 20-30
~Luke 11: 17-23

Thus let it be so, lest it be NOT in your favor to gain coercive, persuasive, influential, effective slightness for: POWER, LEVERAGE and CONTROL like it were between us all, before me graduating from High School. Thus, the presence of the Kahunas and the Tafuna there next to my little brother, PATRICK! AND HIS IDIOTIC BIG MOUTH, WHO CAN'T SEEM TO JUST SHUT UP)! Have now become part of the Annoying Nuisance, which is that of the KAHUNAS, that I've dealt with for the past 12 years, since my divorce with Michelle Pore'e!

This Island CURSE or CONDEMNATION against me , for me having to variate or deviate my life, way too far from the Norm of the Island Cultured Lifestyle, with simple minded folks that always had GOOD intentions, over MALICIOUS ones, CONTRADICTS Everyone else that have left the Island Life for an Opportunity at the AMERICAN DREAM here in the Continental United States that belongs to our rather enormous family, and have evolved into someone else than what they were from simple Islanders as yourselves

My Parents and Siblings are you forgetting family members that have left Hawaii just as I have?

Such as:

Daughter and Sister:
Regina (Gina)!

Our Cousins:
Chico
Sharma
Pene Jr.

Ma's Kelekolio Siblings:
Pesamino
Taate'o
Telesia
Ikenasio

Ma's Leasiolagi Cousins:
Lui
John
Stoa

Dad's Brother:
Mickey

Dad's Cousins:
Sani
Eni
Feleki

Why Dad? Why Ma? Why Siblings?

IF POWER, LEVERAGE AND CONTROL, is the reason behind utilizing Channeling Psychic Islanders just to stir inner turmoil in my differentiated life, than eventual CONDEMNATION AND TRAGEDY YOU WILL FACE AS WELL? This Greed for POWER, LEVERAGE AND CONTROL to DEFY AND DEPRIVE ME, YOUR OWN SON and BROTHER'S LIFE, LIBERTY AND HAPPINESS, is a CONDEMNATION AND CURSE YOU'VE CAUSED FOR YOURSELVES! For you will can NEVER gain ME, MICKEY TOVIO SCANLAN, your own SON AND BROTHER back, EVER again!

If you, Dad, Ma and my Siblings thought that it would arrange things in an order that is conveniently comprehensible to you yourselves, than on the contrary it has made things more chaotic and complicated than you all have oringinally intended for it to be between us, for anything NOT of GOD, but with motives that are of Selfish Greed to Gain:

POWER, LEVERAGE AND CONTROL,

FAILURE IS INEVITABLE,
NONTHELESS A LOST RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN US IS ONLY WHAT HAS BEEN GAINED,
AND WE'VE BEEN DISPLACED, INDEFINITELY!

~Deuteronomy: 10-14
~1 Samuel 3-20

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S.

GOD sees what's in ALL OF OUR HEARTS my FAMILY, and there is no way around Him with Deceit, Dishonesty nor Defiance! Punishment awaits those of you that aren't of God, and also you MY FAMILY who have had the vile pleasure to utilize and benefit from them!

The Real Truths about Michelle, my ex-wife!

2010-03-21T21:23:00.001-07:00

Michelle my ex-wife is not an option!

Michelle had ample amount of time to inform me of her previous pregnancy before and after I signed our divorce documents at Ala Moana Beach Park one afternoon, or on the way to my parents home in Kapolei Hawaii thereafter that evening. Just for your information the car trip takes approximately 30 minutes to get to Kapolei, from Ala Moana Beach Park on the Island of Oahu. So why didn't Michelle inform that she was pregnant, during thos time period when the opportunity presented itself; it was as I recall the very last direct face to face dialogue I had with Michelle

What is also so strange is that on the drive to Kapolei, she felt compelled to deliberately share that the Ex-Navy Officer as a Merrill Lynch Financial Advisor (Broker) in Training, was terminated that very day as well, or in her own words, "He Was Fired from her office earlier that afternoon." His name did come up on occasion during our marriage, when he first came onboard to become a broker with Merrill Lynch, while Michelle was office assistant for four brokers in this particular office in downtown, Honolulu whom she worked under. Nonetheless, the 30 minute drive after my signatures on the official documents that finalized our divorce, to Kapolei from Ala Moana Beach Park, seemed to put Michelle in high spirits, but with an ulterior motive that seemed unclear.

This United States Naval retiree was an apparent novice or inexperienced at best in the Commercial Finance Field, with I believe had no more than 2 months served thus far at the time of his termination with Merrill Lynch, and it truly was unclear to me as to why his services was terminated. But what was even more odd, was how strikingly common as to what she had said and what was just to about follow. For within only an hour there upon arriving in Kapolei, and watching her drive off with that 1992 Toyota Carolla that once was my very own automobile bought new while I was still in the United States Navy. I received a phone call from my previous manager from Norrell Services. She, Ann Tinkang, advised me that Straub Business Services had just terminated my contract that very same afternoon, and that they have no further need for my services as an Accounting Clerk with them. No doubt, was it a shocker for me! First finalizing my divorce, and now faced with unemployment later that same night! As I recall that was my last direct face to face dialogue with Michelle my ex-wife, since 1998.

However, Apria Healthcare was in need of an Accounting Clerk shortly after fortunately, and after a couple of weeks of service another awfully strange thing had occured. Which was a phone call from some woman that was weeping on the other end of my line, she sounded like Michelle, my ex-wife, so while sitting at my desk with numerous tasks and responsibilities to carry out for the remainder of my work day, I asked if it was Michelle on the other end of this line? And the continued weeping went up into a wailing sound, and continued and continued...Than, I hung up the phone! Well, just a few days later, Ann Tinkang gives me another phone call states that my contract with Apria Healthcare had just been terminated without any specific reason and there was no need for revisiting their premises in the future.

I maen it was no different than Straub Business Service as an Accounting Clerk being terminated without any particular reason. And by the way the director of this Apria Health Care Branch was a caucasian male, with a wife that was Asian. Both whom worked downstairs from our accounting department, and seemed to enjoy micromanaging things around this entire Apria Healthcare Departmental office. Oh, need I also mention that I found out later that Michelle, an Asian-Creo had also been dating someone that also so happen to be a caucasian male, a New Hope Christian Pastor while I wsa employed at Straub Business Services and Apria Healthcare!

The 24 Hour Fitness Center Employment in Lakewood, WA. 2002, was to a given! Just to compensate what had coldly and cruelly taken place arranged by Michelle and FEDS over both Straub Business Services, and Apria Healthcare back in 1998!

In Retrospect:

Michelle and the FEDS had something to do with both of these terminations assigned to me through Norrell Services, post my divorce with her. It would behoove me to finally also share with everyone reading this Blog Site of mine, that up until this day I was uncertain as to why she had left her previous employment in 1997 with the University of Washington's Risk Management Office, that had the an area of expertise concerning UCIRO: University Complaints, Investigation and Resolution Office just before that Summer when she began to work for the YMCA off of 6th and Pearl Street in Tacoma, WA. as an Children's Summer Camp Staff Supervisor, and Children's Group Facilitator. It was also the 1997 Summer that my UW Commencement Ceremony had taken place, my last official quarter with the University of Washington was completed and our transition (A Grand Mistake) as a married couple took place to the Island of Oahu, Hawaii, to supposedly start a new life post both our PAC-10 Conference University Years.

Therefore, as I reflect even deeper into my past terminations with Straub Business Services and Apria Healthcare, It would also make logical sense to boldly state, that Michelle's contract with the University of Washington's Risk Management Departmental Office was terminated as well, or in other words she was asked to resign as the Risk Management's, UCIRO Program Coordinator. It was due to the Probing Investigation by the University's Security Force that so happen to be against me at that time, that was warranted by none other than Sharon Rederford (ARNP), who was supposed to be my qualified therapist, but she wasn't qualified, that worked in the UW Hall Health Service for UW enrolled students for the year, of 08/1996-08/1997. I argued constantly with Michelle way too many of times about me being followed or monitored around the UW Campus at the time I was an enrolled student and husband of hers. At approximately the exact same time period that I was a patient under Sharon Rederford (ARNP) care, before my UW Commencement and Graduation. Furthermore, it makes clear sense to me that my terminations as an Accounting Clerk with Norrell Services, was on Michelle's part an act of crafty, clever sabotage to undo. It was because the Investigative Probe by the UW Security Force brought against me, that in which her office of Attorney's would eventually may possibly have to defend, and legally protect in some possibe future litigation complaint filed against all UW Departments involved in the surveillance and monitorization, which would've included Sharon Rederford (ARNP) and the Hall Health Department and UW Security Department.

I was the reason she was forced to resign form UW, UCIRO!

With that said, I would also have to submit to you that Michelle at that time failed me as a Wife, in the aspects of loving me and defending me FIRST while as her husband! To fulfill her vows as a wife to being truthful, completely honest and loyal, over all others! To have boldly stood by me, in my defense over those that seemingly had intruded and interfered with our marriage life that was private and peaceful at that time.

Such as:

Sharon Rederford (ARNP) who so happen to be a Creo-Black American female just like Michelle, her Father Curtis Pore'e, Her UCIRO Employment that include these three Attorneys and the Security force on the UW Campus that tracked, followed and monitored me closely just as Sharon Rederford had given them a warrant and obligated reason to, while under her supposedly qualified nursing therapist care. She had articulated clearly that she would follow me closely in her Progress Summary Notes post our intitial intake interview...I do have copies of this UW Hall Health Medical Records on File that stated these very intentions by Sharon Rederford (ARNP) in August of 1996!

Michelle failed to claim to all the others considered destroyers and intruders to our marriage, around us, that I was no doubt her husband, Mickey Tovio Scanlan! That I was Sharma her ex-boyfriend's cousin, and that we met in Buena Park, CA. one weekend while she flew down visiting him from CAL Berkeley; That she met my parents and my siblings before meeting me through Sharma before our actual initial meeting in Buena Park, CA. That our initial meeting was while I was serving as an Active Duty Enlisted Personnel in the United States Navy stationed onboard my Sea Duty Command, the USS TARAWA LHA-1 post the "Desert Storm Operation" in 1991. That we began our courtship and dating period after their fall out, by the time my Shore Duty Rotation began on the Naval Station Puget Sound in Sand Point WA. in the later part of 1991, to the year of 1994 when we married, or Eloped in Reno, NV. on November, 11, 1994. following my very first quarter at UW that same Summer.

Michelle failed in refusing to support me when I needed her the most to argue in my defense, opposed to favoring the ludicrous ridiculous notion by Sharon Rederford (ARNP), that I was with a medical mental health condition in being a paranoid delusional schizoid with depressional features. With having thoughts of being closely followed, monitored around the Campus of UW and deprived and powerless within the Poree's household, after all my adulthood life up until then I was independent. These were factual events that took place, and wa a big part of my academic life that also negatively impacted mental hardships throughout the remainder of my enrolled full time student status at UW, with no less in the long run affected my overall final GPA from University of Washington in Seattle as well.

Michelle failed as a wife, because it has led me to have to overexpose every transcript, or GPA that is authentic and my very own from my entire educational history, exposed to the entire public, in order to attempt to clearly and fully establish on my own, that my true educational and work historyu includes my Sea Duty Tour onboard the USS TARAWA LHA-1 and the Naval Station Puget Sound in Sand Point, WA. between 1987-1993, these days. This unfairness goes on, while Michelle's own overall GPA from UC CAL Berkeley or whatever educational history thereafter remains to be confidential information to that of the entire public that does not have access to this information, unless it is with her consent. It is a perturbing thought, for Michelle to failed me as a dutiful wife in 1996, that may have contributed to preventing all of this injustice nonsense from occurring!

Life after our divorce, only fostered more of what I had been informing Michelle of all along, while I was full of potential to be proficient and effective in the workplace, my life had turned to close to being completely ruined: thanks to the FEDS, I had to deal with having a public mind, forcing me to seek re-enlistment back into the United State Military for a retrieval or to de-publicize my mind or simply keeping my thought within the confines of my own brain and its thinking domain. Next would be the The Tafunas and The Kahunas that torment, harass, pester and taunt me on a daily basis because they either hated what I turned out to be after graduating from McKinley High School, as a product of the US Navy, Christianity and from life being married to Michelle, my ex-wife .

Well, after the last 14 years from when this initial investigative probe with the UW Campus Security Force began, tagged to Sharon Rederford (ARNP), the FEDS were just at the border in interceding...It is now a major Investigation by FEDS once Michelle and I moved crossed state lines to Hawaii together as a married couple. The Spiritual Mediums that connects and speaks within Channels that are in various forms of every kind you can think of, is what I deal with on a daily basis now. Furthermore, everyone in the entire public wants to know more about me since my divorce was finalized 12 years ago. This goes on while Michelle lives on with her own Private LIfe, Liberty and Happiness that is still integrally promising. She is able to achieve every goal she ever wanted in life,and hopefully prosper without any trouble just due to the the unwanted stigma that has been designatly labeled to me by many in the entire public, leaving her probably with me as excess baggage today.

The University of Washington Investigative Probe back in 1996, that did include prescribed anti-psychotic and anti-depressant medications by the UW Hall Health ARNP, Sharon Redeford for me to intake, to COVER UP such a cruel, cold conducts brought on her Security Force that was just unnecessary. Unfortunately, things haven't changed at all today, 14 years later.

It is also noteworthy to point out that with any such UW Security Investigation in progress on the Campus of UW, that this kind of classified information would immediately be shared with the Risk Management Office, which Michelle was employed with, and had full access and knowledge to. However, with held all of its true reality through out the remainder of our marriage from 1996 to 1998 and so did her entire family.

It occured to me that due to legally contracted obligatated reasons, that Michelle had positioned herself into once signing up for this particular employment position, and the policies and regulations that came with in becoming a full time employee from her Risk Management Office. Moreover, Michelle may have under oath to never to disclose such classified or sensitive regarding an UW Security Force Undercover Investigation that was currently in progress at that time. She may have been legally advised by the three UW Risk Management Office Attorneys over her; that she was forebidden to openly disclose any such information with anyone outside the Risk Management: UCIRO personnel office. Even if it was complicated having me being the subject victim to this UW Security Force Covert Investigative Probe, while being her enrolled UW student husband at that time. She would have been put under pressure to jeopardize the legality procedures and its incapable outcome for her Risk Management Office to effectively legally protect the departments involved like Hall Health the Mental Health Department, the UW Security Office and its employees; the entire staff at the UCIRO office whom she worked for, and of course the overall University of Washington itself due to being collateral damage in my case.

Michelle may have been under enormous amount of pressure, in a very serious dillema! Nevertheless, she chose badly to deny me of the Real Truth currently in progress at the time as her Husband, while I was under major scrutinization and as a subject victim in this surveillance case brought against me by Sharon Rederford (ARNP) and the UW Security Force. In other words, she really had the obligation to tell me, because I was an innocent victim in this covert investigation! And it just could have been argued, debatable and resolvable in the end, with an ADMONISHMENT directed toward me in regards to my future conduct as an enrolled student married to Michelle, while on the campus of UW at the time. it would have been done in a prudent, pragmatic and fair mature fashion, done with a quality meeting with any or all of her three attorneys she worked under, myself and Michelle herself. Had she advised me of what the Real Truths and arranged a UCIRO Meeting, regardless of the enormous shame or pressure she may have felt, the reality would have only brought on optimism been only optimism as an outcome. Than her and my own UW Campus Life would have gotten back to normal, with no obligations for court litigation procedures to take place, or any kind financial settlement would have never been an issue either at that time! The time limit (or formally stated, statue of limitation) in requesting to file an actual meeting with certain matters as my own, through the UCIRO Risk Management Office, was limited to 12 months. Or from the time of my last academic quarter at UW, which was completed on August, 22 1997, thus strangely enough, in September of 1998, our divorce documents were signed and finalized at Ala Moana Beach Park, with Michelle having to pre-arrange all of these official documents with the State of Hawaii Circuit Court herself.

Thus it seems that Michelle had reason to probably purposefully fail me, and to chose to move on at this point!

In Retrospect:

In spite what may have really occurred or what Michelle had chose to do, at that time Life just threw both Michelle and I a Screwball, a Knuckleball and a Curveball that we both weren't ready for, nor knew how to catch. I suppose we were both young and inexperienced with what we were just faced with, going through another major cross cultural experiences that life typically had brought to us at that time. With Michelle having to transition back post her graduation from UC Berkeley, back to her home state of Washington as a new wife in love. While I was still struggling to transition from being Hinorably Discharged from thee United States Navy, to becoming a full time enrolled University of Washington Married Student, a husband in love as well.

The pressure I felt from the excessive stimulus that overwhelmed me during my academic school day, due to feeling like I was being monitored, being followed around, left me irritable and confused as to why I was such a target, I was mentally exhausted after my day classes a few times a week in Seattle, and from the long commute home that followed back to Lakewood, WA. in the afternoons. The daily excessive stimulus brought on from what UW professors or my previous UW classmates, that had repeated words, phrases or conversation topics from the night before, or the day(s) before with Michelle, her Father or her older Sister at times. No less vice versa, meaning Michelle and her entire family while living in the Pore'e's household, knew exactly every detail about every UW course I had taken, from the appointed time of my initial visit to Sharon Rederford (ARNP) office and until I graduated from UW in 1997. It created mental distress that was overwhelming and unnecessary derived from living in a household that gave me less and less power to try and rationalize about things, nor debate about what was truly going on. In spite of my Michelle's mysterious reserved nature at that time, I had remain quiet about all that was going on around me, avoiding anything that would trigger a conflict with Michelle or everyone else in this Pore'e household. This was an inner struggling and mental turmoil for me, that eventually led to rely more and more the prescribed anti-psychotic medications to reinforce a tranquilizing effect, or sedation to be able to sleep throughout the night for the academic challenges, social and marital demands itself as well. I had to lessen my overall anxiety, that would also help to decrease the tension that always contributed to my lower back pain which I was entitled to, and was continually being compensated for from the VA or Veterans Association. The side effects numbed practically my all of senses to cope with such restraints and sacrifices I had to make in my life then, but the haze that fogged my mind from these medications prescribed from Sharon Rederford (ARNP), only resulted with a negative impact on all qualitative and quantitative assignments given to me while in the UW Business School. As the level of academic time in studying expected from me, or the level of intensity of study did eventually get even higher. Furthermore, my level Husky Pride I once had just before being accepted as student of UW wasn't so high from the time I was in the Columbia College Extended Studies Associates of Arts Program visiting the UW Campus on occasion. Eventually gaining my Associates of Arts Degree from CC, on the Former Naval Station Puget Sound as an Enlisted Active duty Service Personnel located in Sand Point, WA. that completed its final transition north in 1994, into what is now Everett Naval Station, WA.

What would my mother and father say if I was to ask them today, to state the Truth about The Tafunas and The Kahunas that has been tormenting and harassing me on a daily basis, aside from confronting Michelle my ex-wife, and all the UCIRO information and Sharon Rederford (ARNP) that she with held all these years since 1996?

Would my parents something similar to what Michelle would say; that they were obligated NOT to disclose any information, even if there was any kind of investigation in existence or in progress in my life currently! Both from the spiritually and through federal law enforcement agencies aspects of probing for the Real Truths in my life?

The Real Truth:

My parents would DENY and SUPPRESS this TRUTH, just as Michelle my ex-wife would also CONCEAL the TRUTH of the origins of her motive to un-employ me, or how so much legal confusions, and how and where our marital complications had all derived from since 1996, in that it has taken me the last 14 years to sort and figure all these things out on my own, much more clearly now being away from the Island of Oahu, and after Ala Moana Beach Park where our divorced documents were signed and eventually finalized by, Hawaii's State Circuit Court.

The Real Truth, Again:

Michelle wouldn't disclose her pregnancy or miscarriage to me; She was part of the terminations while I worked for Norrell Services as an Accounting Clerk; She knew about Sharon Rederford (ARNP) that instigated or compelled the UW Investigative Probe against me while I was as her husband and an enrolled student at UW, no less is the prescribed medications that worked as tranquilizers to reduce me suffering from major insomnia, simutaneously helping to COVER UP such covert investigation by the UW Security Force; She also knew that she was forced to resign from the UW Risk Management Office: UCIRO because of such investigation brought against me her UW enrolled full time student status husband at that time. Lastly, she also knew that her divorce with me would only leave her free and clear from all of her misdeeds done with the FEDS, and that the FEDS would continue on with their misdeeds in microscopically monitoring my every move, and responding as they pleased thereafter; She also knew that my immediate family, really cared less about Higher Education or the Corporate Business World at that time, being that I was the first to ever graduate from college in our Samoan Scanlan Family Houshold, and that she wanted me to disable me into miserable poverty after our divorce as well.

On another note:

Having surgical procedures done to both my years at the age of 10 for my right, and 15 for my left, called Tymplastied, than a difficult time getting into the enlisted duty service due to failing a couple hearing exam before bootcamp, than working around aircraft and heavy equipment during all six years of my acitve duty service as an enlisted personnel on the USS Tarawa LHA-1 and the Naval Station Puget Sound only determines how bad my hearing had become by the time my marriage even began.

What people don't realize about the initial moment in time when Michelle had possibly informed of her prenancy, which I am still completely uncertain of, is that I was in a heated, angry fury with Michelle during what she was trying to convey or reveal to me. Anyone like myself does know that it is more like a one sided argument when ones anger level that is at its peak; and can be severely damaging to the quality of any kind of verbal communications between two people. it just becomes a lopsided argument and the person that is in anger doesn't at all feel like listening!

Am I right?

I am!

Therefore, whether she said anything at all that may have been clear and coherent, I didn't hear her either because I was already having hearing problems from childhood, , my past work history or I was just completely furious, irritable, angry and impatient that day. It was due to such unfairness on her part, from what occurred just days prior when she literally crushed and threw the SINGLE STEM RED ROSE I brought her after my workday one evening, seeking forgiveness from her, and in hope to mend things between us at our former apartment in Nuuanu, still on the Island of Oahu. At that particular moment, I immediately left our former Nuuanu apartment in a steaming huff. I spent the remainder of my days at my parents home in Kapolei, until we arranged to meet one last time, and after she had made all the formal preparations for our divorce documentations to be signed at Ala Moana Beach Park that one afternoon, prior to the car trip back to Kapolei, and less my once owned 1992 Toyota Carolla that became officially her responsibility, following that very night we were finally divorced.

Again, Michelle still had ample time to inform me that she was with child or pregnant, during our final meeting at Ala Moana Beach Park while I signed and finalized our divorce papers. Or the 30 minute drive back to Kapolei. It was her prime opportunity to advise me of any kind of information that may have been very sensitive or very urgent to her for me to have known.

Moreover, post my Straub Business Service and Apria Health Care previous employments, within Pastor Larry's office lcoated at the "New Hope Christian Fellowship" Headquarters. A Four Square Denominational Church Pastor! She had said these very words after I asked her, through Pastor Larry "If she was ever pregnant?" Her response through Pastor Larry was, " I was NEVER pregnant, ever!" No more than moments later, she abrubtly left the room. It was the very first time that my heart had ever been that torn, shattered and broken. After agonizing momentarily, I asked Pastor Larry to pray form me, and it was than that I realized that I had to remain around others that sought God for answers to resolve the complicated situation or nervous breakdown I was probably going through at the time. Thus, "New Hope Christian Fellowship" Church that Michelle and I were members of as a Married Couple, only provided me with a possible future Relief, Recovery and Hope!

Well, just weeks later with me having continued to attend this Church's Sunday Service, Bible Study Ministries and even volunteering for this Church Technical Department a few days a week; I all the while kept hearing rumors that Michelle had a miscarriage through the grape vine around the Church Headquarters. So out of coincidence this same Pastor Larry (caucasion male) was in the Church's Headquarters Staff Lounge one morning that I so happen to volunteer my services to and it was long enough for me to than corner him, and confront the truth about the rumors regarding Michelle, now my ex-wife. He, with his obligation as a Pastor to speak only the Truth, stated these very words- "Michelle had an organic environmental abortion," and abruptly left the room; leaving me even more devastated and confused as to why Michelle had lied in front of Pastor Larry and I in his office just weeks prior. FYI: Organic environmental abortion, is simply a nicer way of defining a Miscarriage!

In my final grand analysis submitted with WISDOM, HUMILITY and HOPE, the UW Investigative Probe brought against me on the Seattle Campus that began back in 1996 that started it all, gave the University of Washington Risk Management Office reason to forcefully resign Michelle, from an actual employment which she really had a strong interest in, and wanted to keep! And the rest of my life that seems to be ruined, follows along with much logically sense now. Finally after all these 14 YEARS of dwelling on the past, wondering and seeking for answers of the REAL TRUTH about Michelle's reserved nature, bitterness and anger to have carried out her misdeeds or with holding all that information from me, it is now clearly and fully understandable!

It was about Loyalty to God, Integrity within our Marriage and having the Passion for Higher Education that all factored into getting us to University of Washington soon after my Enlisted Active Duty Service in the United States Navy in the first place. And also what brought us success as a married couple at UW in Seattle living in the Married Housing Complex. But, once one of those three key factors lacked its place in the priority list given above, abandoned or compromised, than all else in both of our lives were sadly and tragically lost as well!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

The Spiritual Realm!

2010-03-17T20:03:00.000-07:00

When I think of home, I think of my heart and soul these days, opposed to some time, place or a group of people of my upbringing anymore. My hide, place of refuge, my redemption is much more profound than under some desk in my room, some cave, a barn, the woods, being alone at my current place of residence, on a mountain top, alone on a beach, out underway at sea somewhere.

My home is where peace resides within, that surpasses all human understanding; it's the Love that is felt within when all Love of humankind fails me; it's the simplest things in life that never fails to bring joy and nurture to my soul deep down within! It's the Holy Spirit that works in mysterious ways that leaves humankind baffled, confused, amazed, fascinated and awestruck to say the least. My home now, is searching to know what God's Will is in my life, and pursue it, the journey to self actualization, it's to find my purpose while I still remain in existence living and breathing on earth!

Now that my immediate family has gone and used a spiritual psychic medium, or island witchcraft to communicate with me I've entirely lost the interest to make direct face to face interactive dialogue. A denial in their actions, words, or speech hereafter, now that they use the medium psychic channel to speak to me on a daily basis, is too much for my heart to bear such a betrayal. It's mockery and disrespect that is never expressed with my prayer and quiet time, as the Lord communicates with me through another channel that they would like to interupt, distort, distruct, dsturb and intrude in on.

I can't seem to fully understand why there was a misunderstanding on who I've become to my family members that I've grown up with before leaving for my Enlistment Period for the United States Navy after my High School Graduation in 1987. But apparently, I've deviated too many ways that they use this spiritual medium to help them to decipher every detail of truth within all of my past: from Birth, Childhood, Adolescent, Young Adult life and up until to who I am today. I'm faulted with that of what many Christians find themselves changing and moding themselves into over time. Finding a profession or a pupose in life while remaining consistent with my walk with God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit.

Dealing with the island spiritual mediums or even wicca, has increased passion to be more intimately involved with the Holy Trinity, that may help to shield, protect, armor, guide me in the valley of darkness and death. For many Christians like myself, our spiritual walk with Christ now is what will only help us through in what remains in our lives, for all that I once knew as closest relatives, parents and siblings included, have turned against now that they crossed the line into the spiritual realm to daily communicate, to daily abuse, manipulate and sadly enough destroyed what was once so purely good and NORMAL into what is now, PARANORMAL!

My level in wanting to continue to learn more about what remains of my life with gifted wisdom, knowledge and understanding from God, should help me through the future while away from those that will never be considered LESS than my own family and culture from my upbringing from Samoa and the Hawaiian island of Oahu.

For example the future dialogue may go on like this:

Me: "Hey Patrick, what have you been up to? It's been a while since I've saw you and your wife!"
Me: "Hey Luana, how have you been, how has things been since I've saw you last, which may have over two years now?"
and on, and on, and on!
Me: "Hey Sisi how are things?"

Patrick, Luana and Sisi: "So Mick, what have you've up to for that last 18-28 months? We were wondering about you?"
Me: "Is that a rhetorical question?"

Pat, Lu and Sis: "I see you lost some weight since I saw you last? Do you workout? Where? Have you've been dieting?"
Me: "Is that another rhetorical question Pat, Lu and Sis?"

Pat, Lu and Sis: "Where are you living these days in Washington State?" "Have you visited Gina and Foa in that last 3 months and thier new house in Puyallup, WA.?"
Me: "That is certainly a rhetorical, I don't feel like answering some question you already know the answer to!" The real truth of the matter is that you all were in a spiritual battle with me using your island medium to channel your way into my mind for a while now before this meeting even began. Now that we are in a face to face interaction I don't find it fair at all that that Paranormal-Clairvoyance-Mind Reading- Channel leverage you may think you have over me, is on your side of this discussion.

Pat, Lu and Sis: "Mickey have you lost you mind?" "you've been probably distressed about something as of late, and are having another one of those outrageous psychotic episodes that we've all witnessed you've gone through so tragically in the past. So are you still on your prescribed by the VA?" Oh Yeah, Uh huh, the same ones that Michelle, your Ex-wife introduced us to a while back while you were still attending the University of Washington, while under some (ARNP) Nurse name Sharon Rederford's Care, on that UW Campus in Seattle!"

Everyone else in my family in the background: "Chatter", "mockery", "gossip", "slander" and "laughter from inuendo's!"

Me: "Denial! Denial! Denial!"

Me: "I expected that from you both, and the rest of our family! Therefore, normal communications have become practically impossible unfortunately now for us. Thus, I do believe we should be apart for an indefinete time now! We're in the Spiritual Realm, and we really should not be neglectful of the truth, nor falsely naive. But instead be completely honest with ourselves, and not delay thinking that we can undo what has already been done once the crossover into the Paranormal had taken place. For there must always be expectations of collateral damage during war, nonetheless different from the Spiritual Warfare between us, me and everyone in our family. Shame on us all! So things have now changed between us do to this new spiritual dimensional channel line of communicating. Well, if not you as of yet, it will eventually, for it has alerady changed the perspective on my point of view on things will be between us all from here on into the future, so God Speed and so Long!"

End of Dialogue with my siblings!

On anothe note: It doesn't make things special anymore, but suppresses it sadly enough! When I monitor our Kelekolio Google Group created by Pesamino, Observing Mino, Sisi, Gina, Sharma, Carol, Aunt Sia etc... are all corresponding here on this site, sharing, passing on of information and photos amongst and with each other; all the while, everone are BEING HONEST from definitely no prior knowledge of what the next party had originated their infomation from, had accomplished, achieved, appreciated or had become passionate about as the dialogue progresses or when new posts begins; and eventually it leads on into pleasant delightful news! Than, Emotions of Happiness, Elation, Love and Joy that's spontaneous and genuine takes place before my very eyes, as my monitor continues over everyone in my family on this site communicating at a NORMAL level, it leaves feeling robbed or oppressed!

For in my case, it's absolutely contradicts all opportunity for any kind of element of surprise in anything I do or would do to pass on or share with others on this family website; and for others in my family to feel like they could ever truly give a warm appropriate truely graceful sincere kind response in return. In my perdicament it only deprives how special family could be, or tragically steals the awareness, and the meaining of how family really does matter in our island culture, that was once so simple and natural to express at one time.

THANKS TO THE PARANORMAL CROSSOVER OF MY ENTIRE FAMILY, IT'S NOW DAMAGE ThAT CAN'T BE UNDONE, AND I NOW HAVE TO LIVE IN THE SPIRITUAL REAL AS WELL, OR BE GUIDED BY THE HOLY TRINITY TO LIVE ON, DAILY!

How can we be the family like selves, and dwell on the days from Palolo Valley, Mayor Wrights Housing or MWH and Waialae from here on into the future, now that my entire immediate family crossed over to becoming DAILY Paranormal beings to me!

Are the Kahunas and their false accusations of me, while corrupting the simple minded peope of my own family members at fault here? Or is it my Faithful Walk to follow the Holy Trinity's Guide in my life seen as a cause to utilize thier crafty, conniving and clever methods to invade and intrude into my mind?

It's also noteworthy, that the former cell phones that I paid monthly dues on in the past, were a waste of time, money and strategy in this federal enforcement investigative probe, because it only helped me to reach a burn out, and destroy or distort everything in the relevant meaning as what to what the benefits are for it, because I NEVER got those benefits, ever! I could swear oath right now, to never use one ever again!

Finally, my belief of Gods Provision for me, is Future Employment, Find Love again in a admirable and vituous lady, start a family of my own and to protect, provide and support for them, while continuing on in following the guidance of the Holy Trinity, no less daily!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

P.S.

Patrick, you're being exploited, manipulated and tricked by the them (the hawaiians)...It'll be best that you strive on to start on your academics for your future career in whatever time remains in your life brother! Arbitrary, hasty, furious, angry words were said to you by me, in this spiritual warfare bout of ours. Nevertheless, it was only an attempt to make you a better person, so press on towards excellence, which is certainly above the level of work you are involved in at this very moment! You're can do better Pat!

Ever had files deliberately deleted?

2010-03-11T15:35:00.000-08:00

The Feds have been working to cleverly erase my past, by deliberately hacking into my laptop computer into oblivion just to delete all files stored on my hard drive; not to mention every photograph that is still in the possesion of my mother's younger brother, Ikenasio (Sio), and my photo albums he hasn't returned to me yet; I'll probably never see those photos albums ever again.

It all includes photos of myself with whole entire family and friends from the time period of that from my Childhood, Adolescent years, the United State Navy, my years while married to my ex-wife Michelle Poree, and while as a student at the University of Washington, probably shortly thereafter as well.

I have a hard copy though, and it's stored in a bank security box somewhere in Switzerland. So Go Fetch!

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

Spiritual Warfare!

2010-02-14T14:48:00.000-08:00

Do it anyway!

2010-02-13T14:14:00.000-08:00

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.
Forgive them anyway.

If are kind, people may accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and genuine enemies.
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere, people may decieve you.
Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, other could destroy overnight.
Create anyway.

If you find serenity, happiness, some may be jealous.
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today will often be forgotten.
Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.
Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God.
It was never between you and them anyway.

~Mother Theresa

Lion of Judah!

2010-01-28T22:52:00.000-08:00

Genesis 49: 8-12 (NRSV)

8 Judah, your brothers shall praise you; your hand shall be on the neck of your enemies; your father’s sons shall bow down before you.
9 Judah is a lion’s whelp; from the prey, my son, you have gone up. He crouches down, he stretches out like a lion, like a lioness—who dares rouse him up?
10 The sceptre shall not depart from Judah, nor the ruler’s staff from between his feet, until tribute comes to him;and the obedience of the peoples is his.
11 Binding his foal to the vine and his donkey’s colt to the choice vine,he washes his garments in wine and his robe in the blood of grapes;
12 his eyes are darker than wine and his teeth whiter than milk.

Retrieved on 01/28/2010 From URL: http://bible.oremus.org/?passage=Genesis+49

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan

My Life in photos!

2010-01-25T19:50:00.000-08:00

Fololina!

2010-01-22T11:16:00.001-08:00

The Samoan Name given to me by my mother was Tovio, that's why it's different from what you see on my Birth Certificate (Mickey A. Scanlan) opposed to my High School Diploma (Mickey T. Scanlan), and other all Formal Documents thereafter, including my United States Naval Form, DD-214.

My birth certificate has the Samoan name of my mother, Fololiga, which is defined as Florina in english. But the Samoan Name that she is well known as around all of our family and friends is by that of "Agiga." I've yet to ask her where this Samoan name "Agiga" originated from, aside from her workplace name of "Mamaflo!" which a shorter version of Florina given to her employees.

Nontheless, is my father's name Antonio, Pronounced "An-ko-neo" found on my birth certificate. However, he's always been well known the name of "Leo" which rhymes with sail. He also was given a Samoan High Chief Name, "Vaialoata" which is also not found on my birth certificate. His workplace name is "Tony" which a shorter version for Anthony!

My mother gave me the name of Tovio to be my middle name, because Mickey Anthony Scanlan as seen on birth certificate seem (Mickey A. Scanlan) overwhelmingly favors my father's side of the family. Just to clarify, my first name Mickey, is after my father's youngest brother. Therefore, she renamed me Mickey Tovio Scanlan, during my baptism in the Catholic Church held in American Samoa while still an infant. The Priest that led this baptismal ceremony was Father Tovio, hence my middle name found on all of formal documents awarded to me, since birth.

Most Sincere,
Mickey Tovio Scanlan