Letter Body
“Epistle's Erudition” is the opening paragraph.
Please be vigilant about protecting yourself, your families, your pets, and friends from Mary McRae as she moves through this neighbourhood. As a military officer, I Am not in the place of executing her -- nor Terry -- until I Am charged, under martial law, with sweeping America clean of the aforementioned curators of plagues against honest citizens of America. Mike Markle, if he is still alive, is an individual I Am required to harvest during America's approaching civil war.
After I march through cities with My command team, no doubt you will be thankful for how clean cities are as you move about honestly grateful to God, and for country, because all those who are defiling your neighbourhood -- driving you to prize maintaining operational firearms to protect your home -- you no longer need to even look at, because I have harvested them. Those who refuse to work honestly including drug and human traffickers I Am cleansing this nation of. Due to the perversions of practice woven into the work flows of NAS-CC I Am in the process of closing to civilians that base, with all other military bases in America. (Yes, Barbara Canalles' corruption means I must execute, harvest, her as well.)
Should you, My neighbour, like to reach out to Me to discuss this personally, I Am about fifty, female, overweight and under-fit -- even for five-nine -- recovering My health from dealing with Mary's repeated poising of Me. I walk because the CCPD junked My operating vehicle as part of a hate crime against Me for being the Christ. I Am a clean individual, and the cure to COVID is in My blood.