Saturday, January 04, 2020

Journal Entry #51 - Part 5 – Court Case heads to Mediation to avoid me running up a six digit court bill to the Defendant.

JOURNAL ENTRY #51
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 5 – Court Case heads to Mediation to avoid me running up a six digit court bill to the Defendant.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1FjutC0u1FytjlrXejdsrRmCAcUpBS8qg


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Journal Entry #50 - Part 4 – Response to Defendant’s Request for Production of Documents for trial

JOURNAL ENTRY #50
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 4 – Response to Defendant’s Request for Production of Documents for trial

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1PT5uDqu7xaI78A-bFinsijkq_CGcNMYK

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Journal Entry #49 - Part 3 – Response to Defendant’s Interrogatories to the get the backstory and witnesses for trial.

JOURNAL ENTRY #49
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 3 – Response to Defendant’s Interrogatories to the get the backstory and witnesses for trial.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1J-enWXM-xzTpkfk4BtPe67dFJQJ4yhzT


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Journal Entry #48 - Part 2 - Remember all the stuff that was in my SCSU dorm room in Orangeburg, South Carolina, my Atlanta (Doraville), Georgia apartment, and Washington, DC (Fort Lincoln/Woodridge) apartment. Here is the story (typed version):

JOURNAL ENTRY #48
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 2 - Remember all the stuff that was in my SCSU dorm room in Orangeburg, South Carolina, my Atlanta (Doraville), Georgia apartment, and Washington, DC (Fort Lincoln/Woodridge) apartment. Here is the story (typed version):

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1LaOrTZnyvTSUIJNIR2N2s3lKFl_bY1P_

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Journal Entry #47 - Part 1 - Remember all the stuff that was in my SCSU dorm room in Orangeburg, South Carolina, my Atlanta (Doraville), Georgia apartment, and Washington, DC (Fort Lincoln/Woodridge) apartment. Here is the story (handwritten version):

JOURNAL ENTRY #47
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 1 – Remember all the stuff that was in my SCSU dorm room in Orangeburg, South Carolina, my Atlanta (Doraville), Georgia apartment, and Washington, DC (Fort Lincoln/Woodridge) apartment. Here is the story

(handwritten version):

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1My6Tlg8TAIcudef7Xn1oqxKtYQcLCei-

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Journal Entry #46 - Part 16 – End of story and decision….guess where jurisdiction was

JOURNAL ENTRY #46
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 16 – End of story and decision….guess where jurisdiction was

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1Y9K4JBC13oHBaGXqT9ktrPJCsbAvEcSj

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Journal Entry #45 - Part 15 – Telling the additional defendants

JOURNAL ENTRY #45
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 15 – Telling the additional defendants

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1epjZ-Nzc9RPspy9Wn7apZxpIpDnPPu3p

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Journal Entry #44 - Part 14 – Telling the story from 2007 to 2019

JOURNAL ENTRY #44
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 14 – Telling the story from 2007 to 2019

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1vOJ22U8xPRSeRK-Haq6SCHAX7nSG3nh9

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Journal Entry #43 - Part 13 – Additional visions shown and still telling the story

JOURNAL ENTRY #43
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 13 – Additional visions shown and still telling the story

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1Q4rHs2WWnBi0tGpDR8Gdl9VL1jcIIfun

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Journal Entry #42 - Part 12 – The harm committed by the three assaults – two military and one civilian

JOURNAL ENTRY #42
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 12 – The harm committed by the three assaults – two military and one civilian

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1T3WjwExJIsj47obmizYQS15k9iySsECE

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Journal Entry #41 - Part 11 – I oppose the motion to dismiss

JOURNAL ENTRY #41
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 11 – I oppose the motion to dismiss

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1o2HhUICfYtMvDVnKFHbjrDSSkbWpdfFU

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Journal Entry #40 - Part 10 – Navy continued and second part of response.

JOURNAL ENTRY #40
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 10 – Navy continued and second part of response.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1mKeFMnva--WCJBmfZ31eApcTH6WnCoNi

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Journal Entry #39 - Part 9 – Navy protects itself and claims no such assault happened. I am a civilian mixed with a variety of military personnel.

JOURNAL ENTRY #39
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 9 – Navy protects itself and claims no such assault happened. I am a civilian mixed with a variety of military personnel.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1szHzqckuYGE0vmWimR0fW1aMaLWpc1kH

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Journal Entry #38 - Part 8 – Army protects itself and claims no such assault happened. I am a civilian and not military.

JOURNAL ENTRY #38
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 8 – Army protects itself and claims no such assault happened.  I am a civilian and not military. 

It was not provided in training to address physical workplace violence assaults except knowing 911.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

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Journal Entry #37 - Part 7 – Support for Memo to Dismiss

JOURNAL ENTRY #37
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 7 – Support for Memo to Dismiss

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1ICwaVZsAAqrpzFia9ilsWmWnDtASP9Fe

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Journal Entry #36 - Part 6 – Memorandum to Dismiss the case because lack of jurisdiction.

JOURNAL ENTRY #36
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 6 – Memorandum to Dismiss the case because lack of jurisdiction.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1mVQPzfUBobnwMY3GtYqEmh7H0UhPCMQb

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Journal Entry #35 - Part 5 – Upgrading from state court to federal fighting for Defendant #2, the big one, the United States Department of Defense

JOURNAL ENTRY #35
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 5 – Upgrading from state court to federal fighting for Defendant #2, the big one, the United States Department of Defense

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=188ae4HtVpFFLGVv-NMENGkDODGzfRDnC


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Journal Entry #34 - Part 4 – Yoh IT, a Day and Zimmerman company, has been emailed every copy and response stated throughout this fight. They do not have an office in Virginia to escape Class 1 Misdemeanor of Simple Assault.

JOURNAL ENTRY #34
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 4 – Yoh IT, a Day and Zimmerman company, has been emailed every copy and response stated throughout this fight.  They do not have an office in Virginia to escape Class 1 Misdemeanor of Simple Assault.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

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Part 4 – Yoh IT, a Day and Zimmerman company, has been emailed every copy and response stated throughout this

fight.  They do not have an office in Virginia to escape Class 1 Misdemeanor of Simple Assault.

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Journal Entry #33 - Part 3 – I am telling the story again to keep the fighting going and what people did to me.

JOURNAL ENTRY #33
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 3 – I am telling the story again to keep the fighting going and what people did to me.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1tfVMGKWHopWFo7sGsST4eCt8eV3bYUF1


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Journal Entry #32 - Part 2 - One Defendant’s response and my employer ABBTECH, who I deliberately told what happened in 2007.

JOURNAL ENTRY #32
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: One Defendant’s response and my employer ABBTECH, who I deliberately told what happened in 2007.

Here is the backstory.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

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Journal Entry #31 - Part 1 – Three Assaults from Military Personnel, I told on everyone, and I loss my clearance. Here is the backstory.

JOURNAL ENTRY #31
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Part 1 – Three Assaults from Military Personnel, I told on everyone, and I loss my clearance.  Here is the backstory.

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Defense

Document Link

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1hYRB1Rt5qX27Lo1Z19drwnew_0Mk0qz2


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Thursday, January 02, 2020

Journal Entry #30 - Let's Talk About The Elephants....Schizophrenia, Bipolar Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Anxiety, and Depression....What Happened During the Process? And my visions? Part 2

JOURNAL ENTRY #30
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Let's Talk About The Elephants....Schizophrenia, Bipolar Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Anxiety, and Depression....What Happened During the Process? And my visions?

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Health
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Transportation
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Labor

Part Two (2)

Guess what? It seems life does not want me to have anything nice or make an independent living especially in Washington, DC, Maryland, and Virginia.  Since I mentioned I am not getting anything for taking everything away or telling right, read this on my brand spanking new Suzuki Burgman 650 Executive.
I randomly parked my vehicle throughout Zone 6 where the vehicle is registered from 18th St SE, G St SE, 6th St SE, 4th St SE, 18th St NE, 4th St NE, G St NE, L St NE, 3rd St NE, 3rd St SE, M St NE, etc, the list goes on.

1. It was parked on the 400 block of M St NE.....guess what - tags stolen.  So I bought anti-theft screws, thanks to Rhode Island Ave AutoZone Auto Parts.

2. It was parked on the 300 block of A St SE....guess what - total loss while parked.  Let me tell you the story behind this one.  I made sure it stayed in one place until I move since I was doing bicycle.  Saturday, November 2, 2019 around 12  NOON, I checked the motorcycle was fine and standing upright, I checked the tires, tags, felt all over it to make sure nothing happened.  There are no emergency parking signs posted and everyone else's car is sitting in place. Wednesday, November 6, 2019 at 9 AM, motorbike sitting on its side with the evidence that another vehicle hit it very hard and left no information...the paint was red and white from the other vehicle.  I was hot, angry, and upset on how everyone else's vehicle still in place and still no signs posted.  Thanks goodness for full coverage GEICO insurance, right?  I did call 9-1-1 twice to get a cop out to the scene immediately.  The resident of 313 A St SE comes out and she (middle aged, white, plus size woman) says the vehicle was down on its side, Monday morning, November 4, 2019.  My memory bank had to search through every action like a 5Ghz computer chip to understand how did this happened to a parked vehicle.  The resident of 315 A St SE comes out and he (older close to death, white medium sized man) says a truck hit it and signs were posted, and I should give him my information for anything that happens while he was hopping in another car.  The construction crew from across the street comes out and asked what happened.  I am submitting the evidence and information on my insurance claim while waiting for towing service.  The resident of 311 A St SE saw I was waiting by the motorbike until towing came, she (a 50ish, white brunette lady, slender) tended to her two dogs and paid me no mind.  The resident of 309 A St SE saw I was waiting by the motorbike until towing came, he (a younger, white brown-to-black haired dude, medium sized) seem to be heading to work...I was going to talk to him to validate 315's story. Towing arrived....guess who came back at the time of arrival of tow truck?...the resident of 315 A St SE.  The resident of 315 A St SE and I had a discussion before about the bike and his car, but did not exchange information.  Back story to 300 block A St SE, I stayed one day in October 2019 to due touchups on my vehicle and I saw people rotating and moving their cars around to either escape DC parking enforcement for visitors or provide a different scene for the DC parking attendant.  Back to the original story, as I was working with the tow truck driver to move the motorbike on the truck, 315 A St SE resident and I are going back and forth about he did not know if my vehicle was registered or had a residential parking permit (which is posted on front windshield of bike) and also you can check the vehicle tags, and he was trying to validate his story of the truck that came and hit it and it was no way to catch the tags, and I asked him where were the signs.  315 A St SE owns a red mustang permanently parked in front of his residence with a beatup front bumper that seems to ran into many things....so my suspicious lies there because no one from the block can validate his story and neither the cops.

Guess what else happened?  As I am doing my claim, Thursday, November 7, 2019, the independent valuation company and GEICO came with estimate $7,173.  I financed $12,000 for the vehicle.  I wondered why so low.  I always had full coverage on all my vehicles and insurance always paid them fully.  I went the to dealer and service department.  The estimate to repair my vehicle was $7,804, which makes the vehicle a total loss to insurance company. I sat down with the dealer manager and we talked.  He said since I did not put anything down and did not have GAP insurance that I am on the hook for remainder of the loan. I am still getting through my mind, they sold me a $7,000 vehicle for $11,000 with full coverage insurance and extended warranty, and he stated I needed GAP insurance because my depreciation did not catch up with my payments on vehicle. I was about to blow a fuse.  So if my FULL coverage insurance does not pay this vehicle off, that poor GAP loan money will just have to wait until all depreciation catches up with it because it will not be paid.

Friday, November 8, 2019, I surrendered my tags to the DC DMV and submit paperwork to insurance company.

The insurance company sent me a letter that I had options for my insurance. They actually validated the dealer's story in keeping the vehicle as a salvage vehicle and can have unlimited total losses. I thought decades and ten vehicles later that this knowledge came to me.  Anyways, I canceled insurance and let the vehicle go.  It was interesting that I did more paperwork for this vehicle than my previous vehicles.  For the very first time and remembering what my stepdad did (for our green limo/bus), I am going to participate in an auto auction.

Highest memory of the Suzuki Hayabusa was riding it from Springfield, Virginia to Washington, DC in the HOV lanes...kept up the cars and got the bike up to 110 miles per hour.  It was a great adrenaline rush.

Also, for anyone with a motorbike, the best place to play is Dupont Circle on Connecticut Ave NW under the bridge...I got the bike up to 90 miles per hour.  Another great adrenaline rush during travels or deliveries.

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On Friday, November 8, 2019, Smoothie King was my final W-2 position in the District of Columbia, Maryland, and Virginia. The reason for the abrupt ending was to focus on the transition and watching what else does happens when I person stays in place.  I also had two total losses of brand new vehicles in one year by no fault of my own under the same insurance company in the same city.  However, let me talk about H Street NW Smoothie King. It was a small format red and white.  We became an instant family and met the owner's family.  It was truly Smoothies with a purpose. Smoothie King was to become apart of the everyone's active and healty lifestyle, and a portion of the profits went to the owner's neighborhood in Ethopia.  It is the best recommended store I do not mind being associated with for healthy and performance enchancing smoothies.  Of course, the store was located on the strip of all kinds of activity - homeless, oils, singles, alcohol, theft, etc.  The store owners were a white male, ethopian lady, and the kids and they had another location in DC.  The store had a morning female manager and evening female manager.  It had a morning male shift lead - the owner's junior manager.  I was a blend employee promoted to mid afternoon shift lead.  The original female evening shift manager was doing super big personality and did not care in a way that it was hard to get through the day.  The female evening shift manager was combining construction, retail, homeless, and restaurant all at the same time.  The original female morning shift manager was very good and it showed from her experience including her structure.  However, the morning shift manager had everyone at the store - all her family and phone calls to the store were off the hook - it was funny.  The male shift lead from New Orleans was a funny dude with his administrative/office background.  He would leave messes for other people to clean up and moved slow as a turtle.  He kept twerking and dancing everywhere. Some people liked my extrovert personality because I was the promoter of anything Smoothie King, I ensured about 80% of the customers have that personable experience, or say something to somebody when their message does not get through to the person. My job was handling the front of the house/store, do rotations, do retail, translate/transfer all management messages to the next shift, and talk to the customers. A brother and sister was working in the store.  The two siblings had two different personalities.  I enjoyed their little sibling disagreements and agreements all at the same time.  The girl sibling kept long nails, Diana Ross hair, and always kept talking to family and friends on the phone.  The girl hair kept falling in the ice and DC Health customers complained about it. The boy sibling wore pants with a string tied around it and a customer complained for seeing his underwear.  After the original female evening manager was fired/terminated, another young lady with dreads was trained to close the store.  She had another job during the day.  She had all her personal business go haywire in the store with domestic violence spilling over to the store.  She and the boy sibling with dreads had this love and hate relationship going that it was funny. She kept telling the boy sibling to do stuff, and he would do the opposite and not listen. She had fun mocking people, and I was unsure if she was talking to herself or someone on the phone.  They all knew I spoke to myself silently when stressed or alot pushing through my mind.  The Ethopian soccer boy kept flying from the cash register to pouring smoothies in a flash.  I thought I was fast, but he kept doing it.  He was funny, but kept coming in with his funky Smoothie King shirt.  We gave him cologne and throw it in the washer/laundry.  He insisted on keep coming smelling like the soccer field he just played on.  The Ethopian girl was funny too by coming in messing up operations and the system we (the two morning leads and I) had.  The Ethopian girl normally would go to Rhode Island Row and work.  She was a messy girl when making smoothies. Powder be everywhere.  Juices all over the place.  She definitely does some of the cross contamination of products.  One African-American girl from Connecticut and student at a college was only working one day a week and hardly to keep working on that day.  She would call out at the last minute/one hour before her shift starts.  Also, she was giving free cups like water to anyone who asked.  Another new black, young girl came from Rhode Island and hired through the Marion Barry program was cool a little, but kept doing Rhode Island stuff at H Street by combining same smoothies in one blender.  I know they are disappointed I am gone especially when I was the most flexible person that filled in for most callouts or messed up scheduled times by owner.  Smoothie King does provide fresh products, but overprepping does lead to expired product which is still served to the customer.  I do like the concept of the clean blends and the no-no list of products not in the smoothie.  Smoothie King can get big like Popeyes or Starbucks.  Customers sometimes assume we are the former Starbucks that was in the location or Capital One that was also in the same location.  Customers did have some funny ways to make a smoothie especially the ones that take everything out of the smoothie, and put a whole bunch of different ingredients knowing they not going to drink it.  The scamming professionals - one pretty young lady came in mentioned she spoke to me and the manager that she had a bad experience with a smoothie last week. This pretty young lady had no receipt and no smoothie.  We had one young girl on cruthes ordered a drink with everything in it, stated she worked for the company, and she always get the same smoothie all the time.  She kept giving us a hard time on the smoothie while the line out the door, then did not have a penny to pay for it. The neighborhood high school kids felt bad and paid for it.  Another homeless lady come in and grab retail, head straight to the bathroom to eat the product and leave the evidence, and smelled so bad.  A construction latino male came in and kept trying to connect with me stating he is pro-life and needed to roll up his drugs/weed in the bathroom, and he is going to purchase a smoothie.  I had to think why he needed to tell me what he is going to do in the restroom.  Homeless males were the boldest to panhandle in the store or right at the door.  One homeless male kept passing the door back and forth, then came in to talk about owning the block and throwing homophobia slurs and talk.  We made customers pay for using the restroom by asking them to make a purchase even it is just a cup of ice or water.  The majority of support came from the neighborhood high school kids and the high school sports teams, the neighborhood community college, apartment complex, a major retail store, and neighboring businesses and organizations.

Email went straight back to DC Metropolitan Police Department.

I thought of a new concept for every call on 9-1-1 to follow up with email for credibility.

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My November 5, 2019 Physical Report

Unity Healthcare
Upper Cardozo Health Center
3020 14th Street NW
Washington, DC 20009

Composite Metabolic Panel (Overall Result = normal)

Glucose (Value = 78)(Reference Range = 65-99 mg/dL)

BUN (Value = 17)(Reference Range = 6-24 mg/dL)

Creatinine (Value = 1.05)(Reference Range = 0.76-1.27 mg/dL)

eGFR if NonAfricn Am (Value = 87)(Reference Range = >59 mL/min/1.73)

eGFR if Africn Am (Value = 100)(Reference Range = >59 mL/min/1.73)

BUN/Creatinine Ratio (Value = 16) (Reference Range = 9-20)

Sodium (Value =142)(Reference Range = 134-114 mmol/L)

Potassium (Value = 4.3)(Reference Range = 3.5-5.2 mmol/L)

Chloride (Value =104)(Reference Range = 96-106 mmol/L)

Carbon Dioxide, Total (Value =23)(Reference Range = 20-29 mmol/L)

Calcium (Value =9.3)(Reference Range = 8.7-10.2 mg/dL)

Protein, Total (Value = 7.0)(Reference Range = 6.0-8.5 g/dL)

Albumin (Value = 3.8)(Reference Range = 3.5-5.5 g/dL)

Globulin, Total (Value = 3.2)(Reference Range = 1.5-4.5 g/dL)

A/G Ratio (Value = 1.2)(Reference Range = 1.2-2.2)

Billrubin, Total (Value = 1.2) (Reference Range = 0.0-1.2 mg/dL)

Alkaline Phosphatase (Value = 72) (Reference Range = 39-117 IU/L)

AST (SGOT) (Value = 17)(Reference Range = 0-40 IU/L)

ALT (SGPT) (Value = 12)(Reference Range = 0-44 IU/L)

RPR (Overall result = negative)

RPR (Value = Non Reactive)(Reference Range = Non Reactive)

Trichomonas (Overall result = negative)

Trichomonas vag by NAA (Value = Negative) (Reference Range = Negative)

HIV (Overall result = negative)

HIV Screen 4th Generation wRfx (Value = Non Reactive) (Reference Range = Non Reactive)

CBC without diff (Overall result = wnl)

White Blood Cell (WBC) (Value = 4.3)(Reference Range = 3.4-10.8 x10E3/uL)

Red Blood Cell (RBC) (Value 4.32)(Reference Range = 4.14-5.80 x10E6/uL)

Hemoglobin (Value = 13.7)(Reference Range = 10.0-17.7 (g/dL)

Hematocrit (Value = 40.7)(Reference Range = 37.5-51.0 %)

MCV (Value = 94)(Reference Range = 79-97 fL)

MCH (Value = 31.7)(Reference Range = 26.6-33.0 pg)

MCHC (Value =33.7)(Reference Range = 31.5-35.7 g/dL)

RDW (Value = 11.4 [Low]) (Reference Range = 12.3-15.4 %)

Platelets (Value = 229)(Reference Range = 150-450 x10E3/uL)

QuantiFERON TB Gold Plus (Overall result = negative)

QuantiFERON Incubation (Value = Incubation performed)

QuantiFERON TB Gold Plus (Value = Negative) (Reference Range = Negative)

QuantiFERON Criteria (Value = Comment)(The QuantiFERON TB Gold Plus result is determined by subtracting the Nil value from either TB antigen (Ag) tube. The mitogen tube serves as a control for the test.

QuantiFERON TB1 Ag Value (Value = 0.03) (No reference range in IU/mL)

QuantiFERON TB2 Ag Value (Value = 0.03) (No reference range in IU/mL)

QuantiFERON Nil Value (Value = 0.03) (No reference range in IU/mL)

QuantiFERON Mitogen Value (Value = >10.00) (No reference range in IU/mL)

Chlamydia trachomatis, NAA (Value = Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

Neisseria gonorrhoeae, NAA (Value = Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

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My November 11, 2019 Sexually Transmitted Diseases Report

Whitman Walker
1525 14th St NW
Washington, DC 20005

Chlamydia/GC Ampli. Ureth, Cerv, Urine STD Kit
Chlamydia trachomatis, NAA (Value = Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

Neisseria gonorrhoeae, NAA (Value = Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

IH Rapid HIV
L-HIV 1/2 ELISA (Value = Non-Reactive/Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

RPR With Reflx to Quanti and Confirmatory FTA
RPR (Value = Non-Reactive) (Reference range = Non-Reactive)

Chlamydia/GC NAA, Pharyngeal STD Kit
C. trachomatis, NAA, Pharyn (Value = Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

N. gonorrhoeae, NAA, Pharyn (Value = Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

Chlamydia/GC NAA, Rectal STD Kit
C. trachomatis, NAA, Rectal (Value = Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

N. gonorrhoeae, NAA, Rectal (Value = Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

Syphillis (Value = Negative) (Reference range = Negative)

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My December 5, 2019 Physical Report

Unity Healthcare
Upper Cardozo Health Center
3020 14th Street NW
Washington, DC 20009

Blood Pressure 93/43 and 95/45 (low blood pressure)

Heartbeat 67 beats per minute

Weight - 168 lbs to 171 lbs

Psychiatrist suggested two options for me Abilify or increase dosage of olanzapine to 10mg.  I told her I would not be able to function at 10mg.  She states 2.5mg is not working and it is the dosage of a two (2) year old.  Citalopram is sedation too and works great....no comments on taking that one.  We discussed all the medications regarding sedation and non-sedation. I enjoyed the sedation part of olanzapine.  When I came off olanzapine, that named city 'C' happened with the participation of New York, District of Columbia, and South Carolina. When I researched the side effects of Abilify and that named city 'C' aunt came through so big, yes they f*cked up their own brother (my daddy) to death as nurses.  You will have figure a new way to do the son (or nephew) while on olanzapine up and down dosages and he will never speak or see any family until April 3, 2056.  Life according to olanzapine and me while taking it everyday works for me until the rest of my life or until all manufacturers stop making it.  I am still Superman and Queen Elsa combined (ice, cold, and angry)....life took Princess (Queen) Anna (warmth and care) away April 3, 2016.

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My December 10, 2019 Physical Report

Unity Healthcare
Upper Cardozo Health Center
3020 14th Street NW
Washington, DC 20009

Blood Pressure 103/56 and 100/53 (low blood pressure)

Heartbeat 55 beats per minute

Weight - 168 lbs to 171 lbs

My last talk with the primary care physician.  I told her everything was okay.  We went over my numbers and tests.  She did confirm that according to my weight that a lipid (cholesterol) test was not necessary.  She and I talked about the level of voices that was going in my head...I stated it was residual voices and families.  She and I discussed getting more exercise, getting rest, monitoring weight, and eating healthy.  She advised of a new app called Insight Mediation for sleep music.  She discussed the monitoring of kidneys and liver while on Truvada and so far my kidneys and liver are functioning healthy.  She stated all my blood count and numbers are appropriately healthy.  She also stated low blood pressure is my normal window for the past several years.  I did not tell her about the bike accident that gave me a mild concussion in Washington, DC and almost took out my left arm...saving that examination for South Carolina.

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To cap off the divorce with my birthplace metro area (Washington, DC), I was traveling in the southbound lane of North Capitol St NW on my way to perform a delivery.  Guess what happen?  An SUV parked  on North Capitol St NW in front of GPO building decided to open its door without looking. Cross street is H Street NW.  I swerve and hit the door, then slid into the middle lane in which a smaller sedan slammed on brakes hitting me.  Thank God my left arm took the brunt of the impact and my bike helmet giving me a slight concussion, temporary blackout, and anger release.  Yes, the bike was fine.  The same MPD officer showed up that took my first bike accident in the area few months ago.  The driver of the Maryland SUV was a black female and had a teenager female passenger.  The driver of sedan was black older female and mentioned she had a scratch on the bumper.  Everyone (DC MPD and US GPO Officers) kept asked for my driver's license.  I guess it was an assumption that I would have a different state/city driver's license. I came to and felt fine.  I declined the ambulance because I wanted to get checked out elsewhere and not in Washington, DC.  The headache and left arm soreness came the next few days.  Poor Maryland SUV girl stated it could have been worse.  True, it could have been avoided if she looked out of her driver's mirror to watch for bicyclists.  She stated ride on the sidewalk, but DC is a city made with bike lanes.  If you are driving any type of vehicle of four wheels or more in any metropolitan city, then you have to watch for pedestrians, bicycles, scooters of two motorized types, skateboarders, segways, uniboarders, etc.  I am not pursuing paperwork on any of the drivers' from any of my accidents because DC MPD does not get it right, and I am leaving DC, Virginia, and Maryland for good.  Life already stated I am getting nothing out of the situation.

From that moment of recovery, I had to rush through all my talk, memories, and what I sent to the universe for such an accident happen.

Again, biological family of all types, I do not want to see, talk, or speak with you until April 3, 2056.  All biological family make sure you have the medical, witness and legal proof to be called "family" after April 3, 2056.

Time to occupy my time with track and field competitions, and gun competitions (did not know this existed).  NRA has rifle competitions, but I have no place to store a rifle.  NRA, I will stick with pistol competitions and I have plenty of places to store my pistol accompanied with knife.  Why all the Glock Sight and Lasers accessories all sold out?

Regarding IAAF (International Amateur Athletic Federation), USATF, and World Athletics, life showed me all the missed opportunities if I would have stuck with that one track and field sport via YouTube.  I am slightly angry and pissed.  The masters division have similar activities, but not as exciting nor as much television and media coverage.

It is very interesting how Muscle and Fitness, and Men's Health came back into my life through International Federation of Body Building (IFBB) and YouTube.  All the celebrity athletes I remembered came back through YouTube on how they developed their bodies.  I did want muscle big when I was younger, but I do not want to be that big...I was aiming for power for sprinting.  I am going the other direction (slender figure) which means lighter due to running in my age group and very healthy living plus healthy numbers.  However, if I can get a Mr. Olympia Physique competition and place first (1st) twice, I would be happy. 
It hurts like h*ll in losing weight and keeping it off.  Everyone remembers a small Marvell and yes, he is going back to small Marvell.

Eventually, I will look for employment.

I visited Shiloh Baptist Church in Shaw neighborhood in DC....it was a wonderful experience with African-Americans again. To experience something different, the entire church did the entire Doxology in sign language.  It was good to see.  Gallaudet University, if you need a church or watch Shiloh on public television, I recommend it 100%.  Greater Mt. Calvary (Edgewood/Brookland neighborhood) and Shiloh (Shaw neighborhood) signs the entire service.  I have not been to an African-American church in three years....I almost did not know how to act, but it was fun.

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I was very surprised to be able to gain access to a former consumer technology tool that had my account since 2001.

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Journal Entry #29 - Let's Talk About the Elephants....Schizophrenia, Bipolar Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Anxiety, and Depression....What Happened During the Process? And my visions?

JOURNAL ENTRY #29
Name: Manley M Collins
Social Security Number: 5 7 9 - * * - 6 5 4 1
Date of Birth: 06/21
Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia
Country of Birth: United States of America
Date: January 1, 2020

TOPIC: Let's Talk About The Elephants....Schizophrenia, Bipolar Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Anxiety, and Depression....What Happened During the Process? And my visions?

DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Justice
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Education
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Health
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Transportation
DEPARTMENT: United States Department of Labor

Reality has set in and subsided.
Life can make someone decide on some tough choices.

Now, that I have spoken with the United States Department of Justice and United States Department of Defense, I am worthless now since my clearance is permanently removed and it is frown upon if anyone tries to fix it.

So, this post is the real talk about what truly transpired during the 10 year mental illness phase - crazy suppression.  Up2Us Sports, DCPS, CNCS/AmeriCorps, and TeensRunDC, you were let off the hook because I am focusing more on my move than actually pursuing any additional civil suits/lawsuits and it is not worth it for a $2200 education award. Yamaha and Coleman PowerSports, I not pursuing you for $1800 dollars.  South Carolina State University never produced a US president, DeVry/Keller definitely never produced a US president or any type of politician, and University of Phoenix never produced any politician.  I played the Education Lottery and only won up to $50 dollars.  I did lawsuits and got nothing even though harm and hurt was done.  Homeless people have disability checks, veteran checks, pension checks, and other types of government checks.  I gave money away and got nothing in sense of something that could be of value.  Mother's death provided $1500 dollars because my stepfather/her husband decided to share with the kids.  Biological father's death estate situation is totally unknown and I am moving on.  My most precious stuff got taken away and nothing returned.  My family, friends, and certain communities proved that they were nothing and I will be nothing in the United States of America.  So I literally have the hardest life, I have to work for every penny and use it wisely.  After analyzing my biological father's FaceBook profile, I literally saw everything about what life did to him and had so much real estate that no one wanted....and if we were not estranged or had animosity toward each other...I had the power and knowledge to run everything from Texas while living elsewhere.  Yes, family I am the one who sent notification to FaceBook to memorialize his profile.  I am asking Paris, France or Europe in general get me there....please get me there.

This is my plan.
Letting Go: Washington, DC
Up Next: South Carolina
Researching: Massachusetts
Practicing French culture: Canada
Patiently Waiting to Begin New Venture: France (the other red, white and blue) and do everything all over again in a different country and different language.

First, around 2006, life directed me to start researching panic attacks and anxiety because while in Chicago I was very unhappy or depressed about a new city I did not know.  I was listening to Missy Elliot's Moving On and had the longest one to two hour crying session that tears could literally fill a water pail. I was moving back to Washington, DC.  I did not know the reason why, but I guess life saw something coming.  Then in 2007 after my trip to Italy and Aruba and doing espressos, chocolate and alcohol, which never affected me before. No family member or anyone that had the condition did not warn me about what happens.  The Atlanta home in Tucker, GA was for my love Monica, Philip, and me, and the kids we discussed having.  At work at the US Department of Defense in Crystal City, I was working and something started happening while sitting at my desk.  It was a calamity of emotions, deep suppression of being assaulted at work, stress of buying a new $600,000 DC home out of anger that the Atlanta $350,000 new home did not listen to my inspector's requests, and my brain all of suddened felt like it flipped. I calmly left work, but it was a scary thing. I was screaming and yelling out of my Ford Expedition at signal stop lights or traffic. I was driving through DC streets afraid to head back to my house in Fort Lincoln/Woodridge and went to my grandparents home in Petworth. Oh my God, my grandparents tried to calm me down, but I was screaming and yelling and they were telling me drink water, drink water.  I was scared.  My grandfather took me to Providence hospital and they initially confirmed it was anxiety.  I was so ready to run from the hospital.  So I called work and told them, 'I quit', but I got medicine to calm me down.  It happened on a Wednesday or Thursday because I had time to recover. I did return to work the following Monday, but it was deeply quiet.  I talked to the managers about the hit, but it seems for the remaining of my contract work I hardly could not do anything but have conversations while breaking down in tears.  My contract ended in December 2007 and Northrup Grumman never did turn me permanent after I told them what Karl Kawano (a Hawaiian US Marine) did and everyone else (Ivory Banks served in US Navy and her husband - Mr. Donnie Banks, Mogana served in US Army, Chris served in US Marines, Ethan - an asian dude, a civilian India dude) defended his actions on assaulting me in the chest because I said, "Hello." in the hallway right outside the SCIF next to the elevators.  I did called 911, but they did not come out because I was not injured.  They all said and believed I was crazy because I was attempting to connect with them on creating a professional relationship based on various topics.  At the same time, I did not pay enough attention to politics and the news.  The United States was heading into an economic downturn.  I could not find another job or contract after December 2007 so which lead to losing my 3222 Theodore R Hagans Dr NE home to foreclosure and all my stuff in PODS New Jersey thinking I was going to New York. For 3222 Theodore R Hagans Dr NE and I am still the first owner, the one who designed the house, and still use the address.  I tried to rent it out, but I was not marketing fast enough.  I went on a date with one of the Speed sisters, thought about the date hard, and then wrote a long, crazy detailed email about marriage, having kids, etc, from one of America's pressures to project a certain image. I tremendously had hard flashbacks on my previous relationships, such as loving Monica and kissing Kim.

In 2008, another whirlwind of losing control came and it was big. I did go to New York and stayed with Jewish guy in Harlem for a month, but my mind said return back to Washington, DC to 3222 DC home.  I was getting treatment through DC Department of Mental Health on K Street NE, Kaiser Permanente when it was on North Capitol St NE, George Washington University Hospital and Washington Hospital Center.  Something was happening physically, my body worked out so much mentally and physically, it said rest.  I loss lots of time in resting.  My largest rest period was sleeping for a full week. I use the medicine Klonopin and I fell asleep on Monday, did have intermittent wake ups to eat, drink and bathroom breaks, did not come back to norm until the following Sunday.  During that rest period, my visions especially when I thought I open my eyes and could not see anything, I saw wars, heaven, hell, earth, the universe, the entire bible, and the foundation structure my mother brought me up on.  It was a scary feeling because I tried to wake up and open my eyes, but when I thought I opened them, the vision is all I saw...nothing of today's reality.  I experienced a serious loss of communication.  I did bring my friends, and some family members to see the home. I met the neighbors.  For some odd reason, my mind or it was injected thought go to New York. Mind you, my Ford Expedition is broken down in 3222 DC home garage, I had no job, and no money. Guess what my body did, it started the path of walking Route 1, it was a cool fall week around 60s...I was only drinking water. I only had a short sleeve t-shirt, abercrombie pants tie with shoe string, no underwear, and shoes without laces.  I kept doing number 1 inside and outside my pants.  I never had to do number 2.  I loss track of time while walking Route 1.  I remember WMATA bus did give me a ride up to Laurel.  I just kept walking and no rest and the street signs kept saying Washington Blvd/Baltimore Ave.  I did stop to a Goodwill Thrift store asking for a coat. Thank you Goodwill for the coat.  It became night and I saw the beaming glow of Baltimore, but mind said, 'It was hell.'  I diverted and headed onto the Interstate 695 trying to find Interstate 95 to New York.  I got on the Interstate and it plenty of back and forth. A guy did stop and asked me where I was going. I just kept jumping in and out of his SUV, and not saying nothing...the I saw a vision of 'crack and cocaine' if I rode with him. I got out. I kept walking. Someone called 911 while I was walking and ask if I needed help. I ran on the opposite side of traffic because a thought of suicide came to mind. I never thought of suicide or hurting myself ever. But everyone stopped, looked, and got out and held me down until an ambulance came.  They kept asking me my name since I did not have any identification or money on me.  My mind kept saying give another name, but nothing came out, I thought about saying Kenneth.  Another push of the entire Library of Congress came through me.  I went to MedStar Harbor / Franklin Medical Center Hospital in Baltimore, MD, and it was happening at the time of voting and the Presidential Election because that was on television (Obama's re-election moment).  MedStar Harbor Hospital / Franklin Medical Center confirmed I had schizophrenia and depression.  People were talking to me, but I could not say a thing. They did a MRI and inserted dye into my brain for anything wrong.  Nothing was abnormal. They did have strapped to the bed because the yelling and screaming returned.  After a week at MedStar Harbor / Franklin Medical Center Hospital, they sent me to Sheppard-Pratt Psychiatric Ward. It was definite different. I got further needed rest. However, the nurses, case worker, and doctors did find out who I was and started me on Eli Lilly's Zyprexa 20mg and Celexa 20mg. I was slow and drowsy as heck and can only do one task for the day.  My daddy (not my biological father) and his wife came and got me. I stayed with them in Upper Marlboro, MD and yes, they did get the funk of homelessness because the medicine knocked me out so hard I could not bathe as I normally do or change clothes as often.  After DC Mental Health Dept, Kaiser, and MedStar Washington Hospital Center treatment plans and reducing the medicine, my final psychiatrist stated I needed to ween off the medication.  He did not say why, but I guess the medication had some after effects.  I applied for Social Security Disability and SSI, and was denied because of age, education, work experience, and illness not severe enough.

In 2010, I recovered and back to life living independently again and moved back to Washington, DC in an apartment and working for US Department of Transportation.

In 2012, I moved to Connecticut for United Technologies - Pratt and Whitney opportunities. I got an apartment and then the company I was with was not to be trusted because the work was only for six months and my apartment lease was a year.  Infotech Enterprises (now Cyient) stated it was a year contract.  So life threw me for a loop.  I had to think fast so I moved to New York City, Manhattan, Chelsea area. Yes, I was living out of my Mercedes-Benz vehicle along with hotels, motels, and rented a room in Connecticut.  At the same time, I was taking my medicine at night.  However, with New York, so much was going on and so fast, I kept up, but I became mentally sick/ill when my work ended and no more money came.  I had to think fast.  My vision with New York and Connecticut was that I was a real Superman. I felt big, so powerful, like a Greek god, so affluent, and heavy spender thinking I was on top of my game and another job will come.  I went from working out at Planet Fitness to the luxurious Equinox gyms.  I was running and competing with teams.  It was New York...nobody can compete. One evening in my sleep when all the voices in my head were swirling at a minimum, a large heavy voice said - Harvey, Illinois.  Since the Mercedes-Benz failed emissions and I was out of work, I could not take the car or afford the payments anymore and car was repossessed, and I told all the MB USA headquarters and dealers that touched that car what a very bad experience that car and I had.  In New York, you saw everything people giving, people taking, people in the nude, people dealing drugs, people drinking, people smoking, professional people who were homeless but was able to have new attire/underwear on a consistent basis, people in fashion, LGBTQ community, visitors/tourists, accidents, horns blaring, cops everywhere, filming movies/videos, festivals, parades, people yelling/arguing, kids all over the place, etc.  My brain was processing it all.  Since I made a decision not to take the car with me to Illinois to get to know my biological father's family, so as a part of illness, I had to physically toss some items that were true memorabilia and all my textbooks purchased from University of Phoenix in Connecticut's recycling and trash center.  Someone caught me tossing the books and stated there was a stand or section I could donate the books.  I lost some more precious stuff.  So I bought a large army bag, Amtrak ticket, Armani bag, and TCS backpack, and headed to Illinois via Washington, DC.  I did not tell the biological father's family I was coming...something indicated to me to see if they even accept me as family as I never lived with any of them.

In 2015, it was one hell of a year plus 2016 as hell went on. The Amtrak ride and community was tough. It was hard to sleep. I got there to Chicago. I made some calls. The first thing came out of everyone's mouth, "You did not tell us you were coming." I stayed still for a couple days at an aunt's house. I started doing paperwork and doing the stuff I did everywhere else.  I even went back to Downtown Chicago and spent time in an old neighborhood.  I started looking for work. I was still on my medications, but I was weening off. I felt very different and mentally ill.  My medication was doing something different at a reduced dosage of 10mg. A good friend of mine was working and living in Kenosha, Wisconsin, and I was the godfather to her daughter.  I applied to Amazon and got the job, but I stayed with her for a little while and could not stay because my friend (she) was going through professional job changes.  I got the job a Moaz Vegetarian at Fashion Outlets of Chicago (Rosemont Mall).  It was good and fun. I was taking the storage drives of information and data, and sending the photos, resumes, and stuff I was hoarding since 1999, when the invention of the digital cameras and camera phones started taking place.  I sent back every picture to my friends, my biological father's family, my Nelson family, my maternal mother's family, and did not make it send New Jersey back the photos. I sent my resumes to all the churches I attended in South Carolina, Georgia, and Washington, DC.  And at the mall while working at Moaz, I had the test to see if I still had mental illness.  So someone brought me some Lindt chocolate, and it tasted so good. I went started eating the chocolate, and limited intake of caffeine while on the medication once a week.  Oh my god, life and everyone I sent information too sent back the largest anxiety and hurt, I ever felt.  The severe illness started March 27, 2016, then the severe onset happened Sunday, April 3, 2016 and lasted until April 10, 2016. The visions this time came pushing all the technology, such as facebook images, all the photos images, all my passwords, all my usernames, all superstitions, all the laws, whitman walker's we see you (I never knew the slogan), etc. I was sitting, nodding in and out of consciousness at various Starbucks, and Barnes and Noble bookstores, and I felt the power of the Catholics doing an exorcism of pulling my soul away from my body...and saying he is ready because the name of Cross schools came through a different way.  The cops asked me if I murdered someone. I told them, "No." and my mind started racing again. Another suicide thought was being pushed to jump off N Wells Street bridge into the river...and I was literally standing at the edge of the bridge and looking at the water...later my mind returned me back to N State St bridge...again staring at the water preparing to jump.  The flashback I heard as a kid was to my cousins Thurl, Marcus, and Arnold's father nicknamed Orange's story of jumping off Cross/Pineville bridge and drowning.  At the library, I was nodding off hard and people were circling me to take my things.  I was running up and down every street and block from Roosevelt and S. Clark St all the way to N Halsted St and W Fullerton Ave.  Time was lost....night and day happened three times in one setting while riding the bus.  Communication was lost because phone had all these options I did not remember turning on.  The voices I heard was every single person from facebook, google, yahoo, all my families, all my friends, former colleagues, former classmates, Barack Obama, and the negative voices, such as I killed my mother by thoughts or childbirth, and then came the heavy voice at the end - Washington.  My mind was racing so fast that I was running into things.  I was crossing the streets while sleeping wide awake. Then a heavyset of reality aches, pains, and raw emotions fell upon me like I was about to be a cripple. Northwestern, Rush, and University of Illinois nursed me back to health, but confirmed my mental illness (schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, anxiety, and depression) came directly from the family and all biological connections.  I applied for Social Security Disability and SSI again - I was denied because of age, education, and work experience - my illness was not severe enough.  Then, when all was settle and done, a cartoon repeatedly kept playing in my head with Lincoln and Washington playing ball like we were kids.  April 3, 2016 is a date I will forever remember and stress to anyone I am not speaking to like I did before.  I became a full fledged, non-caring adult like everyone else in the world.  On and after April 3, 2016, I do not care about money, bills, any responsibilities, materialistic things, people, etc.  If I am not interacting with you like I did before, I am combination of mother and father, but I am not either of them so do not expect what they did to you from me!  Both mother and father has passed away, I am living for me, I am taking care of me.  All decisions and blame stated I was the one to create the loss, I was the one that made people angry, I was the one that did the mistake, I was the one that caused all this, so I will be the one to move forward to a life I want and need.  Yes, I own up to it and accept it.  It will never happen again like this for the remainder of my life with the exception of doing it all again in Europe.  Again, harder flashbacks happened regarding my previous relationships, again loving Monica hard and other girls that I fell for. I just never returned back to Atlanta.

In 2016, I returned back to Washington, DC acting like nothing happened. I applied for Social Security Disability and SSI again - and denied because of age, education, and work experience.  I went back to work at the Pentagon, they invited me to work and within two weeks assaulted me a 2nd and 3rd time assuming the same result. I told this time and they took my clearance.  I quit. The lawsuit case went further this time than the first.  However, I did not get anything money wise or job wise, they did not fix my clearance, and here are the published files for anyone who have been assaulted by a military person or civilian contractor.  Make sure you file under the Federal Claims Tort Act (you have to bring it up administratively through the US Dept of Defense before pursuing a civil suit).  These are the files and links to the documents.  Good luck to the next person or next generations.  I met John, 77 years of age from Massachusetts, from my Washington Hospital Center Intensive Outpatient Therapy and he showed me I will be okay by myself as long as I have that one friend by my side and continue to take care of myself.  The remaining crazy behavior I am left with is talking to myself or outloud quietly with mannerisms.  I did admit to 9-1-1 about wanting to kill someone for upsetting my safe space, and sent MPD an email about someone murdering someone on a particular street.

In 2019, after one thousand plus (1000+) sex adventures and partners, the sex machine (me) had to pause the sexual activity June 2019 because New York, Atlanta, District of Columbia, Connecticut, New England, that unnamed city starts with "C", Midwest, and Maryland were sending people - two and three partners a week.  Thanks Atlanta, Georgia for my paid, private sex worker days (undercover as a message therapist) - I was my own pimp.  Yes, I thank the good Lord the ability to use all my blessed body parts to ensure every sexual or non-sexual partner have a happy ending.  My job for adults over age 18 to make you nutt (necessary) or feel my nutt (not necessary).  Yes, the mental illness medication at a higher dosage did slow down the activity and I played with Cialis and Levitra, but I really did not need Cialis and Levitra because it gave me a headache at any dosage and my penis hard for days close to a week.  I was happy with my natural erections.  Yes, if I stayed a paid sex worker I could have been a millionaire by now, but life did not want me to make money that way including for all the rules and laws I was breaking.  I never pay for sex, but I will accept any complimentary funds or tips for my sexual actions.  However, those humans showing their blessed goodies in good way on a stage or pole, I will be the first to step up to place and give those dollar(s) where it will be happy and get my feel of those parts.  Another part of mental illness and before technology, I was actually keeping track of each and every partner details just so I could track back any possible STDs, then technology came and I tracked them in notepad and outlook personal information manager, then life stated I did not need to keep track of anything while I kept testing myself and taking care of myself.  Again, for any relationship partner, I never cheated on you, all my sexual experiences and energy went directly to you when the decision to become monogamous, and the minute I left or you left the relationship I went back to my old ways.

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I have finally graduated from the University of Phoenix with a Doctor of Management.  Yes, I am Dr. Collins.  I have a hardcopy of my work published by ProQuest, copyrighted by me on record at the United States Copyright Office, and stored at Library of Congress.  I did get my diploma in the mail and has been shown in previous post.

My celebration is small. If anyone who is not a doctor and knew me before I was a doctor calls me doctor, I will throw every fruit and vegetable to you and save the watermelon for last...ROTFL...Keeping it 100!  I am still Manley or Marvell.

Law Schools for 2019-2020 Admissions Cycle
Albany Law School - Applied - Transmitted Sent
Boston College Law School - Applied - Transmitted Sent
Charleston School of Law - Applied - Transmitted Sent
Columbia University School of Law - Applied - Transmitted Sent
Harvard Law School - Applied - Transmitted Sent
University of South Carolina School of Law - Applied - Transmitted Sent
Stanford University Law School - Applied - Transmitted Sent
Yale Law School - Applied - Transmitted Sent
University of Toronto Faculty of Law
Osgoode Hall Law School, York University

Student loans fiasco.  I am graduating with $130K in student loans with University of Phoenix has $85K of it, but I had suspect the University was going through something with so many campuses closing and downsizing.  I was on track to do a civil lawsuit in Arizona (superior/circuit and federal court), and make available a class action suit for time spent and stress.  However, God worked in mysterious ways....I give credit to the Federal Trade Commission, NBCNews, and Twan (a South Carolina friend) for letting me know University of Phoenix has to cancel student loan debt from students enrolled from 2012 to 2016.  Since I was a student enrolled from 2011 to 2019, we are keeping fingers crossed, hair crossed, legs crossed and whole lot of prayers to see the outcome.  University of Phoenix does not have a career center or career advisors so I am fishing on my own to find some type of job that can validate the doctoral degree.  I have no employment at this time.  This is the response I got from University of Phoenix Student Financial Services, "The settlement with the FTC only applies to outstanding invoices with the University of Phoenix for students that enrolled between 10/1/2012 - 12/31/2016. There is no loan forgiveness included in that settlement. Since there is no balance due on the account at this time your account will not be impacted by this settlement."



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