I, Donnie Harold Harris, am a politician and the founder of a political party -the Party of Indiana. Thank you for allowing me to tell you who I have become/ & am. My story starts a little bit unusually. I have perfect recall. Which is kind of like the perfect pitch in music. I remember everything. Yet I have recalled little. This alone allows me never to have to remember anything as it happens. I become it instead of as it is. Here goes. You are the first to hear my story. I was minding my Plane of Existence when a Messenger of God appeared at my throne. I was again returned for my 8TH existence here on this plane of existence. My first being dropped here by ship 8200 years ago. This lifetime: As I arrived at the funnel of creation, I was met and given a list of things to do. I watch in amazement as two other beings enter before me. I was the third to go down into creation. I was born on 8/1/53 @ 7:26 AM. I was born into the lowest classes of poverty -I would hide my true self and an understanding of the all afraid of being recognized by something or someone- I came into this world at the General Hospital, now renamed -Ask-A-Nazi Hospital. My mother was a 19-year-old named Mary. I was her 7th child. I am her 4th son/one of 7 sons/3 daughters, by a carpenter father. She turned 20 the next day. I am an Identical(Mirror) twin. I was born 3 minutes after my twin brother, who disappeared before I was born. I would not be reunited with him for six months or so. I was obese & healthy; he was a very sickly baby needing a blood transfusion ( only a single Black lady would stand and give him needed blood, saving his life and causing teasing later by family) and an incubator for 3 or 4 months (missing union with mom and breastfeeding because of his low weight. This condition is called twin-to-twin transfusion syndrome. So we meet down the road a piece. What happened to me was also bad. I was circumcised against my knowing approval, creating the basic distrust of medics & later religion. Fast forward. By the time I finished 8th grade at 15 years old- 10 years of schooling/2nd grade done two times, I would go to 21st-grade schools more than once. Finishing with four universities. I lived in the guardian's home 5 /6 times over two years. I would live in over 100 houses. Meeting 10,000 other kids. Causing compassion and deep unity among all people. Hundreds of teachers. I would also be Molested by 1 Male cousin as an infant, setting into motion that would end up with me having over 4500 sex partners by 30 years of age. 10,000-plus encounters. Another was a first grader escalating to the Kidnapping and Violent Rape incident @ 15( 7. below). That almost cost me the death of my Dad, stepmom, Twin Brother, And Brother Bob. See the police report on me, where you will find other rapes there. (The mother hides these crimes for the baby's protection with the false thinking that they will not be recalled later by them, I can) Read my book when ready -of all data & names & photos then, "Behind the men's room door ."Other molestation would happen in order: 1. Cousin -Buddy Huddleston (dead)- 10 months old. 2. Cousin -Ronnie Harris- age 5-6 -convicted child molester 3. Happy Hollow Camp -2 brotherswhot who were blood brothers- One abusive. And the other molestation and pissed on. The camp nurse interviewed me about it, but nothing happened.- I was also almost murdered by a male counselor at the Pool in the lake while preparing it for other children after lunch to come to swim. I also must say a Single Male fisherman Saved my life at this same lake at the boat dock as I reached for a frog in the water that turned out to be a copperhead snake. 4. The Garfield Park restroom is in the Pool's lower area. Hand play 10ish. 5. Paperboy @ 12 tricked into taking a roll of quarters at the paper station while paying my bill early one Saturday morning. They would be forced into submission and even had a school superintendent watching the action even though Dick did not join in then. 2 or so times. Later, to become a Powerful politician. That resulted in the ------- street murders in Nov 71. Looking for three pictures of child porn. Who was in the photos was what was to drive a three-year Typhoon of Intrigue. While looking for them, I buried them in the basement of a later destroyed house.If they had used a pot-smelling dog to find them. I buried it with an Acapulco gold pot. The photos were taken in the basement of the Marion County City Building. They would have been discovered then. The paper station was in the Prospect & Villa area in 1964/5. Police were aware of what happened then. I was again made to flee for my life, forewarned by an undercover agent. Hiding in the U.S. Army. But found it there. 6. Police reported ones. A stranger attacked me @ 4 -and reported it to the police- I misunderstood and thought I was going to jail for stealing trash, as was told by the perp. Creating a lifetime of distrust of the police. 7. Pick up as a 14/15-year-old while hiking down Washington Street from downtown to Washington and State Street. Extreme violence and pot- my first encounter with it. A full police report almost doomed my family for trusting the police. 8. Religious one. The encounter with two priests at a catholic church in South Meridian with big steeples. This rape caused my confrontation with God himself outside a church on Morris Street. I had to decide if it was time for the horseman to let go of his Reins of destruction upon the world. I made a covenant with God with three wishes, just like Aladdin and his lamp.Of these two wishes, the 3rd has never been used yet. For all. Working successfully as a local contractor for the last 30 years, only to see all that I had built -home included- Selling over $ 26,000,000.00 in locally sold work, Paying an estimated sales tax of $500,000.00, only to receive NO local help from the state or city. Living the last five years on a small V.A. disability from my service-connected duty to my country, or $125.00 monthly. My friends, I am no republican. Not a Democrat. I am always for the most over the least; I am for the most in number. I believe our rights start at birth, completely. That government is a privilege and not a right. We are the citizenry. We live and die. The government is temporary, and I do not sleep with them at night. Are not our rights of citizenship and our greater right as humans, first before a sheet of words made up by the few for those most called laws?The law is unchanging and always natural. Something that is understood without knowledge of why. Can you help us out of this mess caused by the few greedy ones? Go, Green. Support a Green candidate closest to you today.Then help outwards from there. Send them your support for now. It is our Time. This planet is the place, and you are the person to take back this place for us all before the 3rd wish is uttered in global disappointment. Green Party. P.S. The first two wishes were not wasted. Read my book. It is not a cookbook but a book of understanding. Thank you, my friend. Donnie Harold Harris P.S. Why have I become a Politician? I was asked to by an Angel on a horse on Hollywood Boulevard while I was meeting Rock Hudson for the second time in the Summer of 1969 at the exact moment Rock Hudson tried to get me into his car for gay sex. My life's history brought me to this moment. My perfect recall is not 100 anymore. In the past, it has saved my life a dozen times or so. It is like a piece of music in the mind. I later wrote my life story in a book, not a cookbook, of my life called Behind the Men's Room Door based on my history as a pathetic, malnourished child growing up in poverty and 25 or so homes and trips to the welfare home for children on university street making me reach out into that universe and plan and Public party of Indiana | Gravatar. https://en.gravatar.com/donnieharoldharris
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