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The INN of JUSTICE is a collection of personal reflections, essays, and conversations about life; which contributes to the knowledge of Good Families.
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To My Children and grandchildren - February 9, 2016
We, Denise and I, were deeply in love with each other and in a marriage made in heaven.
This Marriage Contract, several pages long, was signed by Denise and me just before our marriage. We were both very serious Christians and were married in the Catholic Church
April 11, 1964. We took lessons, for weeks, in the Catholic Church to "understand what love means."
"Her lawyer said "it wasn't important."
"Without it; it wasn't the Lawyers case. to go forward with!"
What the full contract says, is that the house belongs to Don. Denise Prevost is a number or Pret-Non. Denise Prevost, does not exist. Denise Wesley has a social security number. One must read the Whole document. To my knowledge, no Judge has read the full document. Don 'manages his property, via this document called a Marriage Contract.. Denise knows this very well. To tell someone the house is hers, is a lie. Fraud, and Embezzlement has occurred.
Revised November 27, 2015. Still without Justice, since Xmas Eve 2008. Christmas and far from Home - God doesn't like this Crime - April 17, 1933 [Dons' birthday] The day Christ was born.
In 1933, it was Easter Monday.
Doctor Lundell; This is a picture of him. I wish he was alive today.
He is alive in the other world; the one so many doubt exists. He knew that BPD was best healed by God. I Don Wesley took this picture of Fred. He never prescribed medical drugs. He just caressed my whole family for over 11 years.
A slightly revised Story, just short of the injury predicted by our Family Psychiatrist, Doctor Fred Lundell.
The Divorce went through June 9, 2013.
I have yet to see a cent of my lost wealth
A song from the heart - "Ne me quitte pas"
Look this song up on YouTube...
“Resources to Rags – An Elder’s Earnings, Stolen by Fraud in an Unjust Civilization.”
“Five Christmas Eves, away from Home”
Hi, old pal, Victor Roth,
Our time-line of friendship started in 1942, in Montreal, Canada.
We have watched each other over these years with our growing awareness of what wisdom is all about.
By making mistakes, we learned what behaviours to avoid. Without mistakes there is no learning.
This story, which I am revealing here, is about the mistakes my Family made. Mistakes which some might refer to as evil. Other names can also be used. But evil fits my foundational world-view-system of logic and intuition.
And their evil doings, leave me to suffer. The name today, given to the suffering is called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. PTSD. Years ago it had no name and therefore did not exist as far as most people knew. A subset is called Legal Abuse Syndrome; check Google about it!
My son, Doctor Steven John Wesley, a Psychiatrist, knows better but doesn’t care.
His, not-caring, is a symptom of Psychopathy. [More in another story]
He is successful and I believe very helpful to his patients, except the first.
I must say at this point that I love all my Family and Francyne; but hate what they have done to me.
I repeat that I love them and care about them and always have. I miss them. Only my relationship to God and his Son are more important to me. This is my world viewpoint. I am just about 80, and it has served me well. That relationship, has kept me wanting to fight for change in governance, which now is truly unjust. I view the challenge before me now as the biblical story of Job.
As my Family's Christian father, I have the responsibility to tell them they have made mistakes which can be called sins. When they confess their crimes and repent I will be happy for them.
[An aside] Today, in the News, the Pope Forgave his former Butler, in the Jail House.
Now, back to this evening. I was invited, to a precious small and quiet supper and coffee before the fireplace, here on College Street in Chesterville, Ontario. I was able to answer questions of my hosts, Monique and Roger; questions about my whole story of “Five Christmas Nights, away from Home” or “Resources to Rags – An Elder’s Earnings, Stolen by Fraud in an Unjust Civilization.”
On Christmas day, it will be 5, since my Sweetheart and Soul-mate was tempted away from me, by a woman known as Francyne. Somewhat like Eve, the first advertiser. Francyne, apparently thought, she is a Harry Potter hero, whose job it was to rescue my sweetheart wife, named Denise. Denise, hurting gave in to the temptation. I have become the villain in their opposing story of miss-information.
To give comfort to myself, over this lonely period of 5, I have kept in mind, the baby child who was born on Christmas Day. Like most all of us, I fall in love with Children; most especially with babies.
I think about my grandchildren; but also about the child in each of us. When we see the undamaged child in each of us, we see goodness. Undamaged children are curious but do no harm, they just learn what not to do, by making mistakes.
My hosts, sat listening to my story, with all their awareness functioning. For me as the story teller; I felt the grace of our creator, as their listening released the energy of compassion. I felt very happy to see them understanding what they found to be a compelling story. Were they compelled enough to act, only time will tell.
As an opening to the story, I told them, it was you, Victor Roth who, operating from San Francisco, found me this room, in their home to live in. It is almost two years, living with them. You my old friend did act unselfishly, to help me. For me it was a miracle.
From here, as a base camp, not home, I began to meet kind people. But for me, I am still in a State of Homelessness. Kind people really do help a suffering soul. They can help but not heal. Only justice can heal, but for me and too many others, 5 Christmas's will have passed with no justice. Our system of governance is overloaded and doesn’t work. It is unjust by definition.
You, Victor Roth, my very old friend, made finding me this base camp, possible. I found some relief from the torture I was experiencing from the unconscionable actions of my own family - "evicting me, from my very own home with only the clothes on my back." No reasons were given except the lie saying that I was a tenant who failed to pay the rent. It was someone's crazy idea, but it succeeded in working. I immediately reported my lawyer to the Bar for mis-representing me.
It was so unbelievable to me, I thought as did the police officers, that I would be back in my home in a few days following appropriate Court remedies. We had all lived in the property since 1969 and were very well known in the community.
Returning didn't happen. The Court was lead to believe the lie my family told.
I have become of Victim of Elder Abuse. I will be representing myself before the final Judge in the early new year. I will ask the Honourable Judge to turn this case over to the criminal Court. I have all the information to proceed. No police officer is needed,
The whole truth is, that I bought and fully paid for this home in 1969. Denise inherited her parents home and money and doesn't need mine. She could have all if she if she stayed in our marriage made in heaven. Heaven is only a question of mind.
A well planned crime was committed by my family. If you find it difficult to believe; find excellent explanations on You Tube.
From my Home to a State of Homelessness, my forced eviction took place July 31, 2009.
I have a medical document declaring that it was enough to make me suffer PTSD.
I am traumatized, by the criminal actions of Denise, Francyne, Steven, and Michael. All used the power of the Court to fraudulently steal my family home from me. They all appeared pleased by the success they had. To them they deserved it. They were all so charming as all psychopaths are. They were quick to sell the home. I now was seen as the evil one. The evil accusers succeeded. Steven told an RCMP Officer in Ottawa, that they had to sell the home. He will find it difficult to prove that statement now.
[As an aside] Having learned more about PTSD, I can now say with good information that it was a time of torture. It is time for all to know that I, Don Wesley [1933] am just one of the all too many in humanity who are victims of such evil, by psychopaths.
I had first become a PTSD victim as an abused child and then again as a young man of 19, injured when struck by a drunk driver. That was in 1952. I was lucky to have survived.
The symptoms of PTSD include having problems with social interactions. I withdrew from people, to the quiet of my own mind. My wife and children suffered as as result. We were all ignorant of the fact that I had a Victims problem, to overcome [nothing more] Dad, to them was just a too stern father. Denise, ignorant of the harm she was doing gave them all and more than they needed. She hid from me their criminal doings as children. I did eventually find out and was shocked by what they had done as children and continued to do as adults.
Fortunately the good times outweighed the bad. I worked hard creating intellectual know-how, which I sold to make a very good living. My family benefited as we lived within a very comfortable income.
I rebuilt business organizations to make them more successful for all the stakeholders. Many of the companies were very big. My sons did work for some of them. My success in this area led to more work than I could handle. When my work as the creator of new organizational design finished, I left each firm. Leaving was when my symptoms of temporary PTSD would return.
My military Psychoanalyst told me that Denise would kill me. I later learned she was a victim of her fathers abuse. She showed the symptoms of Borderline Personality Disorder; self harm. So we were a dysfunction family. Denise and I didn’t argue, she most always agreed, but did what she wanted behind my back. I loved her I gave her all the money she needed.
[Back to my Story of “Six Christmas Eves, away from Home” ]
Like the Flag Pole Protestor of years past, I cried out to all who could listen;
“Wait until morning, to see if I would leave my pole top platform alive." It did grab their empathy listening.
Some provided a meal. Finally a Gentleman named Herb Foxwell provided money for a shelter.
Some nights the temperature reached 23 degrees below freezing as I tried to find comfort in my car. I had no money nor friends to come to my aid. All my wealth was in my property; my Home Property. Incoming pension cheques took weeks to arrive. I did receive some help as you can see seen in other small stories, in this blog.
It was too often gasoline or food decisions. It is for me, Hell on Earth. It still is at times, when my PTSD moods shift into hurting memories. Luckily I have the knowledge of Psychological Mind Sight and prayer to recover to fond memories. Now I also have knowledge of early "Attachment Problems." I learned all this knowledge to understand why I was in this situation of man-made suffering. Was it all my fault? No it is not. I committed no crime and was a compassionate, aware and very caring husband and father. I was very worried about my sweetheart Denise. In the middle of 2000, I searched for but did not find the understanding in myself of what she needed. I was ignorant and suffering with her. She need much greater emotional support that I knew existed at the time.
I did get angry with myself; but no longer. I still love her and pray for a miracle to find us back together. I am in good health, and take no medications. Divorce does not solve family problems.
My earnings and savings were put into my property, which I had carefully planned, to be our home until the end of my life with my wife Denise, who, still in my heart is my sweetheart.
That property was also where my office, studio and tool shop were separately located. The was no need for them to fraudulently steal my home. Denise my wife, since 1964 had inherited her own property to live in.
The reason they did what they did, can only be called greed, or the need to kill me.
Don's Victim Statement - Elder Abuse Torture
A Killer Family
The financial loss is certainly over a million and more. I started out very poor and amassed a little fortune and the Family Home.
So the story today, does not include a remedial solution; but I am told I will get my home back and that my sons, may have bought the home in 2009 and that would be fraud. There is hope however.
I have also turned over to the RCMP in Westmount, (Montreal) all information about the crimes I have identified that Denise, Francyne and my sons have committed. The Montreal Police have also been given the information.
My PTSD symptoms make me withdraw from social interaction, and my family mis-understanding is what I am suffering from. They withdrew and without knowledge, “psychologically abused me.” To them, I was the evil one; their story continues to mislead too many. They felt the discomfort of “walking on egg-shells” as my wife said. Such abuse is a Crime, but is seldom prosecuted by our police agencies.
Why, "Is what we are all beginning to talk about."
It is interesting to note, that today the CBC Television station News has covered the
New story with the tag name being - “ Idle No More.”
My dinner hosts quickly agreed with the following statement
“Our system of Governance has become Unjust.”
The question arising “Is it too late to save our civilization from regressing?”
Monique and Roger, are now are aware that my story is wider than, the narrower, focus of divorce.
Rather, it is a living story of
“Resources to Rags – An Elder’s Earning Escaping by Fraud in an Unjust Civilization.”
The Courts are unable to protect the Rights of all equally, “because processes are given priority over people.” Their is just too much complexity that has been added to living. It is chaotic.
I have also been able to hint an explanation of how psychopathic family members, can destroy a family and even murder a Parent.
We need, not just fixes, but revolutionary changes to our social organizations! These sudden opportunities to explain before an enlighten audience, are to me a miracle.
The subject of miracles today, by world renowned scholars is what I refer to here below:
Denise, my wife and I met and gave birth to two miracles, Steven and Michael. Our parents gave birth to me and my wife Denise. Being miracles, we must live to be who we really are. The old question of To Be or not To be, is still valid.
The question is, will we or will we not be who we are created to be?
We all have parents and must therefore be miracles! We must get it right, I think.
For me this night, I acknowledge the miraculous people who now know my story.
I share this little story with the world on this my Blog.
I hope it will have more legs, than the fairy tale of “Harry Potter.” There are probably 7000 more stories like this tonight; will it be enough to go viral?
I confess that this little story wrote itself, using my fingers
Via the wiring of my body-brain-mind and directed by my mind of one The seeing Eye
It makes me happy to share. Merry Christmas everyone: from my House to Yours
March 2, 2013 - by Don Wesley I add this story, because I see Jodi, as someone who was abused as a child and I hate what the abused personality has done, to Travis This is also true of my Soul-Mate Denise, and what she has done to me. However I love both Denise and Jodi for their innocent personality. Both have two separate personalities. One personality is guilty but not both. For over 4 years, I have learned and no longer have a "prejudiced mind." about this important matter.
I want people to become aware, that...
"Abuse, created the personality, which is out of control of their emotions and reasoning"
....................................................................................................... The following stories have many building-blocks which are very
similar to the story of Don And Denise Wesley; Don is still
alive See - innjustice.blogspot.com
** STORY - Jodi Arias Documentary-(In her own words) 48 Hours
This is a first edition and will be modified for grammatical corrections soon.
How did Doctor Lundell become part of the Wesley Family story? And how do the time-lines correspond to the Divorce file of June 9, 2013?
Denise and I both chose to accept Christ and submit ourselves to God. We took lessons and observed each other for a year and felt strong attraction to each other, and then.....
We signed a Marriage Contract [before Marriage] which declared this. On the 11th day of April 1964, Denise Claire Prevost, became Denise Claire Wesley.
They became One item. Parents.
September 24, 2013. “I received a letter from "Service Canada National Benefits Services," it states that I, and Denise Wesley, lived together from April 11, 1964 to June 9, 2013, and that during that time we both contributed to the Quebec Pension Plan.”
This was impossible - she left on the 24th day of December 2008.
How could any Judge issue such an unconscionable Judgment? Risking his own Job!
Years earlier.... I was asked, by my children’s elementary school Parents School Committee to become its Chairman.
From this position, they felt the need to be represented at the School Board Level. The position at this higher level required a catholic parent. I was a Protestant with Catholic Children and a wife who is catholic.
My wife wanted her husband, me, to be the Chairman. So, she did everything possible in the Community to make it happen. She was raised to the level of Eucharistic minister at our local church. The Baldwin Cartier School Board... managed the schools, both French and English.
My world view was based upon my choice of Christ. What Church I went to was not important and I signed a letter to this effect. I now... no longer belonged, to the United Church of Canada. Steven, my son was being taught in the English school and Michael, my son, in the French School. When we were married, she Denise, vowed she accepted me as the head of the family. Then.... the children still began to have their own ideas, of what was right or wrong. When I disciplined them, she Denise, my soul-mate, found fault with my interpretation of Gods laws.
She called a very young Priest into our home to set me straight. She laughed about my reaction to him. Becoming, very annoyed I showed him the Door.
After all... she married me and not him I believed. My duty to rebuke my children, when they sinned was being challenged. Unknown to me she asked the United Church if they could get help for me and the children. They suggested Doctor Lundell. To keep her happy I accepted and all three children and me and Denise attended his investigation of the ‘Family Dysfunction.’
It wasn’t long before he told me ..... told the answer was simple – “Denise had to let me be the head of the family.” Denise engaged her own French psychoanalyst, and left the sessions with Doctor Lundell, a Psychiatrist.
A year later or more, Doctor Lundell, told me, he saw enough " anger" in Denise, to predict [without any doubt] that she would kill me.
Years later she abandoned the idea of God. I became aware of this, ever so slowly. Deception was involved. She was working with other women, who had already decided to solve their problems by leaving their husbands and entering into a relationship.
She once told me, that I would find few today ...who believed in the idea.... that there is a God. Here and in the Now. The Holy Spirit.
However... I knew... The Laws of God super-cede the laws of men.
Years later.... At the church service for her Mother’s death. I was informed by her nephew, that family secret was now known; Denise had been abused as a child by her Father. Please see the following investigation by a psychiatrist of such a child. Be warned; it not easy to see, but you must.... if you care to be aware and understand, where Doctor Lundell was coming from. His job was to find the different personalities within the many.
"Child of Rage The FULL Documentary" Shocking, Horrifying, Fascinating
Because my rights to due process have been denied me, I must go public.
I found the Courts of Justice in Montreal. However I found no justice there.
This Christmas will the sixth without a word from my family. 6 x 365 = 2190 days
At the age of 17, I entered the military training corps and was commissioned as an officer of the Crown at 19, by the Head of the commonwealth – Defender of the Faith.
The Family is the basic unit of our Social Order. Our moral structure must not be left in the hands of men, to be decided by elections. Marxism is a destructive idea, not yet proven by anyone.
What I can reveal to you is that .... ....
I lost all my belongings, savings, and property and so on, somewhere in the Court processing system. Process is more important than the Person, in some parts of Canada and the U.S.
Is there corruption in the Court processing?Evidence of Corruption has been seen.... by the writing of cheques in Canada Revenue, it seems.
(Don Wesley)
At 2:30 AM on Dec 24 [Xmas Eve]
I received a PDF letter as an email, from Denise, saying goodbye.
You can see this letter and my reply at my website, which I created, especially to record the many stories which make up the whole complete One Story, indivisible.
The whole is greater that the sum of the parts.
I again, bring this post today April 16/17, 2015, because I love what is in it to see and share with you.
These "seeds" are Islands of Heavenly behaviour.
And this is the most precious way to think.... with the power of kindness in our hearts. February 3, 2015 when the weather outside is cold at 28 below zero. Look and see the Mother who takes care of her kids while they play and practice fighting.
HABITS, keep us repeating. Hearts , encourage change. What moves us to change? Changing in a way, you never thought you would. I not only know God; we work together as partners. You can be a partner. Now that you have found me - Follow me.
These organic Social Seeds, ...live with-in us .... staying warm.... friendly and ....kind. Meanness, hides in the shadows.
KINDNESS, reciprocates in those around us. It is a very powerful emotion and heals. Hate is inclined to kill. Don Wesley. I'm outgoing enough to be kind.
Most often it reciprocates immediately.
I'm inclined to be suspicious of those who are indifferent. Too many of that type are passive aggressive. I promise to love everyone, even if I dislike their behaviour. I keep trying to heal the obsessive narcissist since I was 7. It is impossible, it seems.
They demean before we even say hello to them. They are smart but ignorant. If God gives me the ultimate perfect power I'll repair them.
This child is a partner, with God
'There is a part of me, that has always been young, and wondering who my love would be. There is also, the part that is old; it was there when I was young. Todays consciousness, is 81.
I love God now.:Jesus is more reliable.
Being young and full of the wondering emotions with all it's outer expressions, is what reveals the "dreamy spiritual" world.
Watch their eyes, young or old, and you can see them, looking into the "spiritual world." and blind to world we live in. It is a state of being, called Love. Being young in heart, is a virus that we must keep; in packages of Seed. Rx - To use in times of need and as an hourly vitamin.
Don - 12:25 PM 12/12/14
If you can't give these baths to your newborn child; rent someone who can.
Hi and welcome in and meditate for moment ...
Or three and more.
Give your pet a treat.
My name is Don and I am ...81.
I know these beautiful seeds exist and, are In front of our own eyes. You can see them if you choose to do so. They use the power of Kind-ness, which you can ...feel. They overcome, ... the flood of Mean-ness and the Mess... we see today. I met and joined one,
this last summer, and he is 51. Denis Mallet. I meet with him, several times a week; He is my young mentor
Here is my niece, Claudia, who is kind. She was, caring for my kind nephew, Peter-Mark; he passed away a few weeks ago. RIP.
[please accept the category name] These social seeds, are human and grow from within our selves. One other seed is 82 ..... My old friend, Vic Roth.
The little grandson is "Super KIND." He is "teaching his grand dad" to improve. One young Mentor. They are everywhere, but hard to find. We all have these organic social cells in us. They compete with pathogens who choose to defeat us. Please accept the word picture.... I'm drawing out for us.
Before we humans came here ...there were other animals here. The animals have been around since before our lands [for family homes] were marked out and protected by Dogs, who barked out - this is our land and Home. Those bears in video are God's mighty teachers. Our Dogs and Birds are here to be our teachers. I had both at one time; before being cast into Homelessness. When I meditate.... I'm at Home with God. He serves me. We have the area... to set up Colleges of schools - One Look & Learn. If you really stop, ... take the time to see animals with emotions learn by watching their parents.
It is really amazing and some would say "Cool" ..... "College of one Look" Please remember this is a word picture being painted. I'll stop here to clean my space and rest a little and enjoy what I have already painted. You can also see by what I and millions of others have done, for thousands of years. What they have is very complete and complicated to learn. Meanwhile meditate about the power of Kindness...and..
Use the electric energy that comes from the love up above.
The Sun is not hot at all! It is cold and filled with Electrical current's and their Magnetic fields. I'll be back soon, to paint with more words and pictures.
My own Family Circa 1970-80
There are some social seeds here in my family who still have a few bags of nasty seeds: Pathogens they need not eat. Just look at them from top to bottom and their emotional expressions and try to predict how they have behaved, now that they are adults now. Some, are the few who hide in the shadows.
They use their intellect for evil to become richer?
Her mother passed on too early and left this child to sing from her heart.
This child below cared for his mother while she was dying. He is the child in the outdoor tub, with his grand dad (82)
They have enormous un-used power and turned ON to it.
This child is a partner, with God
This video should make you feel something.If it doesn't, start to think. What is missing?
This child is a partner, with God
HABITS, keep us repeating. Hearts , encourage change. What moves us to change? Changing in a way, you never thought you would. I not only know God; we work together as partners. You can be a partner. Now that you have found me - Follow me.
