Queen Elizabeth II during a visit to Canada House at Trafalgar Square, central London, to celebrate Canada's 150th anniversary of Confederation.[/caption]
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From: Jad Harfouche <XXxxxxxxxx@portmoodypolice.com> Sent: June 24, 2018 9:33 PM To: 'dberladyn@gmail.com' <dberladyn@gmail.com> Subject: Hi Daniel
As a human in the fluidity of being, I was apologetically laughing on seeing this email.
How was I to reply to this message? For what purposes? To what end? On behalf of Daniel John Berladyn, I cannot answer that question? Is that how? Does that not just bring on more questions? More taxation? More usurping of resources that I do not have? If anything this has ONLY brought excessive HARM to my Person in my impending situation. Do you know what I found frustrating? The action even takes my Right of Self Determination away.
I understand the Premise, I really do. I understand which is why I hope to waste no more time on it. I do not have TIME, ENERGY or UNTETHERED SANCTUARY as it is. This now cost me over 8 hours of loss which completely changes the ongoing against all odds dynamic. Only God knows, but realistically this is a very LARGE butterfly effect. It either contributes to saving Life or ending it.
Habeas Corpus - This System. I get it. Honestly, in aim I am trying to make lemonade out of lemons. There has to be a saving Grace here for all.
Form of oath or solemn affirmation 1 For the purposes of section 70 of the Police Act, the following are to be used as the forms of oath or solemn affirmation, as applicable: (a) for an officer other than an enforcement officer: I, ...............[name], do [swear/solemnly affirm] that: • I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the Second, Queen of Canada, Her Heirs and Successors; • I will, to the best of my power, cause the peace to be kept and prevent all offences against the persons and properties of Her Majesty's subjects; • I will faithfully, honestly and impartially perform my duties as..................................[office].; (b) for an enforcement officer or bylaw enforcement officer: I, ...............[name], do [swear/solemnly affirm] that: • I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the Second, Queen of Canada, Her Heirs and Successors; • I will faithfully, honestly and impartially perform my duties as...............................[office].; (c) for a member of a board or committee, the director or any person employed or retained by, or engaged and retained by, the director: I, ...............[name], do [swear/solemnly affirm] that: • I will faithfully, honestly and impartially perform my duties as...............................[office or employment]; • I will not, except in the proper performance of my duties, disclose to any person any information obtained in the course of those duties.
I believe he answered that Right. I have edited the audio deaf, some thread of Truth at some point had knocked out my audio just in time to mute my computer.
From: Jad Harfouche <XXxxxxxxxx@portmoodypolice.com> Sent: June 24, 2018 9:33 PM To: 'dberladyn@gmail.com' <dberladyn@gmail.com> Subject: Hi Daniel Hi Daniel, We have never met before. My name is Jad Harfouche and I’m a police officer with Port Moody Police. If you see this email, can you please call me at XXX-XXX-5273 or call any other police officer or Police Department/RCMP Detachment in whatever City you are in. We want to make sure you are doing well as we understand you made some concerning comments in court last Thursday, which caused people to believe you were going to hurt yourself, something we definitely do not want you to do. You are not wanted by the police and are in no trouble, we simply have a duty to ensure you are ok and offer help if you need it and if it is within our capabilities. So please, if you see this email call me or any other police officer, or attend the nearest Police Department or RCMP Detachment and tell an officer you are there so they can make sure you are ok. Feel free to show them this email if you’d like. Much appreciated JadCONFIDENTIALITY NOTICE: This message and any accompanying documents contain confidential information intended for a specific individual and purpose. This message is private and protected by law. If you are not the intended recipient, you are hereby notified that any disclosure, copying or distribution, or the taking of any action based on the contents of this information, is strictly prohibited.
If I could only log my thoughts throughout everyday. My thoughts from when I left my friends trailer. My thoughts walking around everywhere I go carrying these two heavy bags in shoes not really designed for this kind of mileage. My thoughts trying to find internet. My thoughts trying to find power. My thoughts enjoying the luxuries (necessities) of Coffee, Cigarettes a decent meal.
Lets look at my thoughts towards where I am going to sleep tonight? A simple thing right? Should I try to make it back to the Salvation Army a partner of Corrections Canada? Will that work for me? Should I record myself inside a Federally recognised Church stating to a 'Staff Member' that I am my Father's Son humble and destitute in service of her Majesty the Queen and I request your Sanctuary with absolutely no disturbances, no questions and no problems?
Should I try for the Jehovah's Witnesses home I know of? The man who spread his message throughout British Columbia establishing Kingdom Halls in the early 1970's? Will that work for me? Should I record myself stating to God's Witness that I am my Father's Son humble and destitute in service of her Majesty the Queen and I request your Sanctuary with absolutely no disturbances, no questions and no problems?
Should I just find a nice quite place to sleep in a park somewhere, hidden fromWhat about Coquitlam where ten months ago an RCMP Member politely asked me to move down hill, near the River? What about the Park Benches I have slept on in November, perhaps sometime in April, so cold my body is violently shaking. Ten minutes walking time away from suicide but having the problem that I would like a package of cigarettes first? How about the exact same sentence where instead of cigarettes I am emailing my lawyer only to have him pass me off to requesting I email his assistant the next morning for some appointment at a later date?
How about Burnaby where I slept in the Mountain I enjoyed as a young boy? Completely taken aback by how fortunate I was to have grown up where I did? So tired from so little sleep. So happy to hear the birds. Nature. So happy to be in Peace. Only to continue deeper into the wooded area to see how artificial the trails are these days. Only to see how busy they are with activity these days. Sleeping just off trail hoping to be far enough away not to be seen as people walk by, but too tired to care if I am.
How about being caught in a rain so heavy that I have to choice to but to take refuge under Elementary School Classrooms? Shaking wet. Shivering violently. Concerned that someone may see me? What do the Police do with someone with nowhere to go on School grounds in the middle of the night? Where does a Persecuted Son go if he may not go Home? How many friendships should he tax and destroy humiliated in having to take chances being denied by whom he has known all of his life?
Where does a Persecuted Son go? The clock is ticking. Opportunities are abound, but they are also fleeting. Before one knows it is too late to check into beds he does not want anyways. Drifting, going with life a person can walk around for miles before they remember that they simply forgot to choose where they were actually going. Maybe he should go all the way back and just get on a familiar bus at the bus loop where he runs into yet another set of Mormon Missionaries.
Mormon Missionaries should he ask them? What happened with all the last times he was in this position and he had asked? Spiritual help, not tangible real world help. Perhaps he should just speak of beliefs, convictions, interpretations and enjoy the moment? Even though in the past he has received much positive appreciation for his out of the box views on the subject, he quickly finds that he is too tired. Too occupied thinking about Court, Judges, Prosecutors, Laws, the Constitution, Human Rights, Truth, Human Nature and her Majesty the Queen.
A lot of thoughts. Like the IP Addresses visiting this site. Do they mean anything? Who is that completely masked from view with such a base number? Look at that, there is not just one from Vancouver International Airport today, but at least two. Who are these addresses which have become familiar to me? Who is that particular address with all the facts lining up to something I have not seen in a long time? The identifying parameters of someone who actually texted that he was going teach me a lesson denying my own property?
Who is this American fellow asking me questions? His passport was stolen in Victoria, British Columbia he claims. He is in no different position than I. I help him as much as I can deciding that there is no way I am going to sleep outside in the same area as him if that is to be my fate tonight. He may steal from my person what I need to pursue my ambition, completely destroying me in the process. Instead, I travel with him sharing our perceived differences in each others countries. First hand witness is always best. Maybe a person like me should be more thankful for Canada and not such an ass in my negative experiences?
Undetermined in where to go, decisions simply made on the fly... should this Persecuted Son ask a bus driver if he can ride with a bus ticket that expired not long before arriving at the bus loop? No pocket change. No Credit Cards, what does he do? He can climb aboard he is told but there is no guarantees the police will not come and do what they do. His Father's Son confidently asserts they will do nothing to his person, not in knowing who he is. He is his Father's Son in Service of her Majesty the Queen in the Pursuit of Truth. (I must sound nuts saying that, I am having fun exploring the idea).
Unsure of his own plans, he makes a change last minute before stepping on the bus. Perhaps, seeing that he has money in the bank he should use his debit card and just get on the Skytrain. Yeah, he should do that. Paying his fare he is reminded of his thoughts throughout the day. The computer connects to the internet by various means many giving away his location. The use of the debit card buying coffee, lunch, etc., also gives away his location. Cameras connected to computers have facial recognition technology, perhaps such as those on the buses equipped with microphones and Skytrain stations.
Why has he not pulled out cash and operated on cash was a thought earlier in the day. Ah, this is of no concern but having to pay for two zones sure was. He guesses he will just have to get off on an earlier stop and avoid whatever the higher fare was. One stop short of his destination. Travelling through Port Moody there is brief thought to the fact he is doing so, but without care it is dismissed. Enter the tunnel under his home and suddenly there is an announcement. What is that announcement over the Public Address System?
The PA System? What is that Announcement? It is inaudible. He looks to the passenger across the car. A nicely groomed black man who is just as confused about not being able to understand what is being said. It sounds like they are holding the train at the next Station. The Station this Father's Son has intended on disembarking. It sounds like they are holding the train for a possible suicide on the tracks. Interesting.
His Father's Son says to the nicely groomed black man, I think it might be for me. The nicely groomed black man who is very well mannered states no it is actually most likely for me. Going on to state that he has had a lot of problems with the 'System'. He has caused a lot of troubles. Not likely the Father's Son states, all you have to do is punch in my name. Do you have internet on that phone? Type the name BERLADYN into a search engine and you will find me. I will come up. Exiting the car, the Father's Son states that his name is Daniel. Interested, the nicely groomed well mannered black man searches his phone just as Daniel makes his exit.
Who is the Skytrain stopped for he wonders? Did he just calmly walk away from people looking for him? Are they are they really searching for a possible suicide on the tracks? Something to ponder as he has no idea where he is going. Which former thought to follow through on. Too cheap to pay a fare maybe he can prove himself completely inefficient by grabbing another coffee a McDonalds.
It has been a long time since he had a McDonalds coffee remembering all the money wasted at this particular McDonalds. He was too cheap to replace his Breville Keurig Coffee maker that broke down while he was suicidal in 2013/2014. In financial lockdown mode he would not spend $150. Ever so slowly, one by one, he gained the habit of purchasing coffee as he recovered from the suicide only to walk into the reality that his siblings had now fully controlled his mother. The person he was trusting with his life.
He could connect to WiFi in McDonalds he thinks. This while recharging on caffeine before he walks some more. McDonalds. His friend just confessed he broke down and ate at McDonalds and disliking himself for it. Daniel is proud to share why he does not eat there. However this particular night for some reason two cheeseburgers seems to be worth it. Was it is his friend confessing or just the fact he wants to taste that garbage again. Fully knowing that it is not worth the consequences. That cost that much money? More complete waste.
Walking out Daniel sees an RCMP Member walking in. No Stripes. Comments are neutrally exchanged, no bias from either party. Walking away Daniel thinks should he? Should he ask the Member what Daniel was advised to ask a Member by the homeless native mother who lost her child to her lawyer and the Justice System? She learned for herself to fight for her Rights herself. Never trust a lawyer. Why not? Returning he sees the member comfortably talking in the food pick up area. Everyone deserves a break why interrupt it? Why is he eating there Daniel thinks. However with such an active conversation is that really what he is doing? Who cares? With a change of heart the question is not worth asking either.
Time to walk to walk to that one Skytrain stop that was too far for the fare. That one zone difference. Is Daniel usually this way with his decisions? No not really. It is just the dynamic of having no stability. It is just the habit of having no stability for so long that a person becomes accustomed and programmed to never really having any plans work out. Instability becomes the norm. The habit perhaps.
Daniel really doesn't want this walk. He looks for a bus stop, unsure... left or right? Right is the direction he is headed. There should be a bus stop around the bed. There, right there. A bench to rest and suddenly a bus. That bus is unknown but it should head to the main loop just a kilometer or so away. Boarding he still thinking of the Police, the Skytrain... and much to his luck this bus took the very first left available no longer heading to his destination.
Disappointing as the first stop available is going to add much further mileage to his walk. He would have been better off to never board. Thinking about what just happened and thinking about the System, if it was truly him they were tracking they would not be hard to elude. Not with no cell phone. No connecting to the internet. Not with tactics like this perhaps, the wrong bus, the wrong direction or would they have that covered too?
Just Daniels luck. The first night out in the street and just tonight the weather decides to rain. Such is life. Arriving at Denny's he sees a friend. She's happy to see him. They express that to each other. Suddenly remembering his oldest brothers comments in Video Testimony he wonders if he should record her positive response, good will and touches as they catch up. Really what Daniel wonders is if he should state somehow that he is his Father's Son in service of her Majesty the Queen. He should do this to test the response? He is too tired to nail the wording the way he would like.
Internet and a quiet familiar booth. Is the plan to stay here all night like many before? Not a good idea as the degrade in Mental Health will be poor. Realistically is in trouble as he is not yet headed to his desired sleeping point. It is raining. Catching up a bit online he decides he should check his email. After all, who was that continually refreshing pages throughout his Court dates? Was someone trying to blind him? Signal him? Or did someone somehow just leave their computer inadvertently refreshing pages? 3,398 Visits in seven days this particular counter states.
Checking his email which has been so uneventful for so long in these affairs his tired eyes see a message stating something to the effect that "you do not know me, yada yada." Great, now there are more international bank transfer scams coming but this time they are custom tailored to his person as there is so much information to be found online. Oh, it looks like a Police Officer. Why rush in reading? Let's take a minute to use the washroom and refresh to the reality.
In reading the message unsure of how to reply. Loosely thinking of so many ways to do just that. What is the best way to reply to this? Surely they must note the computer is online? Facebook accessed? They will claim that they, a junior officer cannot read Facebook. Facebook will claim they cannot read Facebook. Someone, somewhere can read Facebook. What is the driving force behind all of this? Was it really words said in the Courtroom? More likely it was Family calling in wasn't it? That is what it looks like with tired eyes. How does one respond to this? No cell phone. How does a person reply?I know I am an asshole for doing it, but I read the message at 1:30am. I could have followed directions and phoned in immediately but I had incomplete thoughts towards many way in which I could use this opportunity. Besides, they must know. That must have been a stopped Skytrain for me. That must have been an RCMP Member involved in finding and checking on my person.
I am too tired to think properly, but I was thinking I would just email this page back. I can do that through this website even. I do not want to have a gay conversation forcing me to think of my overall situation where I am conditioned into making 'promises' etc. Personally, I was partly hoping when I had seen that it was the Port Moody Police that just maybe the Mayor, Mike Clay, the guy who carries the name of the most popular pages of this site had found me a bed and some comfort before court.
Afterall, last I read Mike Clay was holding a position in at the very least of some Member of a Committee directed to solving the Homeless problem in the Greater Vancouver Area. Makes sense. Simply use the position to drive them out homeless sorry assholes of his own City. Anyways, yes I will find an Officer at my leisure or perhaps I will borrow a phone here. I am just not in the mood. If it is my family, why did you do what you did? If it is the Police wanting to make themselves look good, why did you do what you did?
https://dan.berladyn.online/2018/06/21/on-or-abouts-november-7th-2015/You know...
Since you are infringing on my Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms by blocking my Freedom of Expression on Facebook, I could just post this to the City of Port Moody's Facebook Page. What do you think? Would I be infringed Canadian Garaunteed Rights there too?
What if my only means of communicating an Emergency was to the Port Moody Police Department and their public Facebook page? What if there was a nuclear bomb and the only way to have it not detonate before the clocked ticked down was to use my account and type a textual code with this publically appearing for all to see?
Things to ponder and viable hypothesis to be developed for sake of argument.