My mental evaluation

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

This is my second intro and the first would explain
a lot about what I am going through.

some may search it out as well as my fathers way of teaching me by using humor so I would remember it better.
The value of a dollar as taught by my father is a
priceless lesson. This gave me an understanding of
the economics of using fiat currency. Value is not
the same as worth. I will start a topic explaining
this soon, but for now to answer the question an Oklahoma judge posed first. He questioned my mental
competency to participate in a court room trial.
Some at this site have said I may need to be mentally
evaluated. I assure you that the evaluation has been
completed and after extensive testing for two months
as to the duties of those who participate in courtroom trials.
I aced every test and was found competently aware of the duties of all who take part in courtroom trials.
I have been found mentally competent to sit on the bench and protect the rights of men.
It is the duty of the court to be ever vigilant
and watchful for stealthy encroachment of a man’s rights via legislative fiat.
It is the duty of the court to give a literal interpretation of the constitutional contract
to govern most favorably in favor of the clearly
intended and expressly designated beneficiary the citizen for the protection of their rights and property.
The supreme court says our rights are the same as our property.
I am a humble man and I am no better than anyone else
on this earth. I love and respect everyone, but my
father is very proud I was found competent to sit the bench.
How would you know the mental competency of anyone unless you had them evaluated?

I let my father take over at a video arraignment.
The judge questioned my mental health, believing
I may be hearing voices of a person not physically
present.He stopped short of challenging my father
at the arraignment and I know why now.

I was taken in chains from Haskell County Jail
to the Oklahoma Forensic Center in Vanita Oklahoma
where testing began. This is a mental health facility.
I was found to be no danger to myself or anyone around me.
My father’s spirit is something real and needs no
permission from me to take over at anytime.
This is what happened at the arraignment.

Natural events held that my mental health would
be drawn into question and having this evaluation behind me would allow me to have evidence of my clean bill of mental health.

At my final interview with my assigned psychiatrist
and physiologist I was asked the questions and had the following responses:Q,=question R.=response
Q. Do you see persons that other people do not see?
R. I cannot testify as to what anyone other than myself
can or cannot see.
Q. Do you hear voices of persons who are not present?
R.I responded with a question of my own.
What would your conclusion be if I did hear voices of persons not present?

These two highly trained mental healthcare professionals looked at each other for a moment
and the psychiatrist said “it may indicate mental
incompetence”

At this point the spirit of my very funny father took over again and said,
“THIS IS THE VOICE OF WINSTON MCKINNEY SPEAKING TO YOU AND I KNOW DAMN WELL YOU CAN HEAR ME SO ADMIT I AM PRESENT IN THIS ROOM OR ADMIT
YOU ARE HEARING VOICES OF PERSONS NOT PRESENT.”

This trapped them in silence again just looking at each other. After a few seconds they could not help but chuckle hiding their need to let out a belly laugh.

ha! ha! ha! ha ha!
Now I know why the Judge cannot question the presence
of any person speaking in his court room.
He may be deemed mentally incompetent if he admits
someone is not present who is clearly speaking
out loud. HA! HA!

“Never challenge a man’s truth”
“The truth is what that man says it is.”
“unless you can produce evidence otherwise”

We are all a bit crazy I believe.
This does not make us insane nor does it make us
a danger to ourselves or others around us.

What makes us a danger to others is intolerance.
We do not have to agree on any issue that is argued.
We only have to respect each others rights to have
our own beliefs.
Those who will not tolerate the opinions of others
are the ones protesting and vandalizing society.
They demand that change come by physical force
instead of diplomatic debate.
They are not diplomatic at all.
They are problematic and criminal at times.

ANYHOW I would like to ask any and all who read this
if you have been mentally evaluated by mental healthcare professionals.

I suspect that I may very well be the only person
at this site who is certified by the pro’s to be mentally competent to challenge a Judge as to his proper execution of the duties of his own courtroom.

IF YOU DO NOT BELIEVE WINSTON MCKINNEY IS TYPING
THESE WORDS YOU ARE ADMITTING TO READING THE WORDS
WRITTEN BY A PERSON NOT PRESENT IN THIS REALM OF EXISTENCE. YOUR MENTAL HEALTH SHOULD BE DRAWN INTO
QUESTION. JUDGE NOT WHY? LEST YE BE JUDGED YOURSELF
AND MY SON HAS BEEN MENTALLY EVALUATED AND FOUND MENTALLY COMPETENT TO SIT THE BENCH.
YOU WOULD BE BLESSED IF YOU CAME BEFORE MY SON’S BENCH
FOR AT LEAST YOUR RIGHTS PROPERLY RESERVED INVOKED
EXERCISED AND CLAIMED WOULD BE PROTECTED.
IF YOU DO NOT KNOW YOUR RIGHTS YOU DO NOT HAVE ANY RIGHTS.

PROVERBS 28:9

LOOK IT UP BECAUSE IT IS NOT MY SON’S DUTY TO TEACH YOU GOD’S LAW OR MAN’S LAW.
THEY ARE ONE IN THE SAME.
The heavenly law of the Bible will always
be supreme to the earthly laws written by humans
A&men

I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

[Anonymous 54]

What a brain you have!!!

The scarey part is, i understand!
Hahha

[Anonymous 54]

I like your Dad.

Useing Humor to teach.

[Anonymous 3]

My nutz hurt!!
I’m on voluntary lockdown due to the weather.
Hope everybody is having fun. I’m not. I got blue b~~~~

[CarnageParticipant 22113]

You are as crazy as a goat high on lsd.

Welcome to the club.

To those following me, be careful, I just farted. Men those beans are killers.

[PistolPeteParticipant 27143]

I get it—fine intro!

[It’sallbsParticipant]

I’d hate to think how they would evaluate my mind with all my conspiracy knowledge.

Anyone who doesn’t conform or thinks for themselves gets branded a lunatic.

Always amuses me how things become the accepted norm or accepted truth when people have never checked any of it for themselves.

http://www.leavemeansleave.eu

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

Old Sage wrote:
I like your Dad.

Useing Humor to teach.

The first words I remember my father saying to
me was at 4 years old. The reason I remember
was it made me laugh. He said:
“Son I will never lie to you nor will I ever guide
you the wrong way because I love you too much. If I tell you a flea can pull a gut wagon you better
find a proper fitting harness and hook him up
because he will damn sure pull it.”

He kept that and many more promises through out his life and he lived with me the last 5 years of his life
I was his care giver through his battle with cancer.
during his battle he revealed things he wanted to accomplish this broke my heart and spirit knowing he was out of time and had unfinished goals. He wanted to write a few books and leave more for his children.
Life was not kind to my father but he never complained.
He was a picture of grace and stoic strength.
He said something in early 1999 that I questioned
in my own mind. He said

“Son, you will see me again
when you get to heaven.”

This bothered me until other pressures and stresses
of life displaced it. He was 56years old and I was 36 when he died. He grew his beard out then and I was clean shaven but my mustache.

In 2011 I grew my beard out and was in front of the mirror an his words came back to me about Honesty.
He said “son, if you lie to anyone you are just lying
to yourself because you will always know you lied. When you look in the mirror you will know you are looking at a liar.”
I broke down in tears and hit my knees because
I was not looking at a liar.
I was looking at the most honest man I ever knew.
I had to believe it was him looking back and his words about seeing him again was another promise kept if I did not overthink it.
His kingdom had come and just as he said I was looking at my father’s face.
Jesus said some will not taste death before reaching
the father’s kingdom.

My father never lied to me and his spirit is not guiding me the wrong way.

I shall write his books and do his unfinished works
I shall give of myself as his living testament
of truth.
I am but the son of a man.
That man was my God and he shall live again
and finish his bucket list.
All this I pray in Jesus name.
A&men

I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

[Anonymous 54]

Tell him I said hi, when you get there.

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

Heaven is where the heart is and my fathers spirit
will always live there.
You do not die and go to heaven
because their are no dead people in heaven.
You go to heaven to live and live more abundantly.
If you have lost a loved one just try this out.
ask yourself what that person would do today if they was still alive.
Get in the spirit of that person and live for them.
Go help a stranger and give credit to your lost loved one.

My father will get the credit or blame for everything publicly I do for the rest of my life.
I plan on living an exclusively private life.
In this age of modern technology and smartphones
No one has a reasonable expectation of any privacy.
Those spiritually inspired men who wrote the Bible
knew this all those years ago.

The beast with many eyes are the many cameras
looking at the populous everyday.

All the world will know of the son of a man
and know of my works and how my last was my
greatest work.
They will know of my poverty and my
wealth measured in understanding.
How could I know all of this?
Read the revelation and ask yourself;
How could I not know?

Only a high school graduate who’s father
taught him the way.

Teach a child in the way he should go
and when he is old he will not depart
from it.
My father said educate yourself son and learn
“HOW” not “what” to think.
Go in the way of knowledge and understanding.
Go in the way of Jesus.
For that is the way of truth and life.
A&men

I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

[Anonymous 42]

Anonymous wrote:

What a brain you have!!!

The scarey part is, i understand!

METOO!

[MonkParticipant 16979]

Another bandwidth thief.

[Anonymous 54]

The Spirits of my loved ones are allways around me.
Butterflies follow me around.

Birds fly along side my van

I am never alone.

[Anonymous 54]

Anonymous wrote:

Old Sage wrote:

What a brain you have!!!

The scarey part is, i understand!

METOO!

Wich makes it even scarier!!,

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

Old Sage wrote: Tell him I said hi, when you get there.

ALL CAPS IS HARPO IN THE SPIRIT.
MY SON HAS REACHED
WINSTON MCKINNEY’S KINGDOM OF HEAVEN ON EARTH AND
HE TOLD ME YOU SAID HI.
I STILL HAVE A WAY OF MAKING MY SON LAUGH BUT OTHERS MAY NOT FIND MY HUMOR FUNNY AT ALL.
I CAN TELL YOU FIRST HAND WHAT IT IS LIKE TO REACH
HEAVEN.
THINK OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL NATURAL SETTING ON THE EARTH AND PICTURE YOURSELF THERE. NOW PICTURE YOURSELF DOING WHAT EVER MAKES YOU THE MOST HAPPY.
WELCOME TO WINSTON MCKINNEY’S KINGDOM
OF HEAVEN ON EARTH.
DO YOU BELIEVE?
KEEP IT SIMPLE AND ASK YOURSELF
DO I KNOW ANOTHER PLACE WHERE MEN LIVE?
THE EARTH IS THE ONLY PLACE I KNOW OF
WHERE MEN LIVE.
BIBLE SAYS MEN LIVE IN HEAVEN.

THOSE WHO REFUSE TO HEAR ANOTHER MAN’S REASONS
FOR BELIEVING WHAT HE BELIEVES WILL MAKE THEMSELVES
A SLAVE TO THEIR OWN BELIEFS BECAUSE THEY ARE
REMOVING THEIR OWN AUTHORITY TO EVER CHANGE THEIR MIND.

FROM COMMON SENSE A PAMPHLET BY THOMAS PAINE

I PRAY MY SON WILL FISH MANY SELFLESS MEN
FROM THE POND OF SELFISH HUMANS.
IN THE NAME OF YOUR FAVORITE SON
A&men

I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

[Anonymous 42]

Anonymous wrote:

Butterflies follow me around.

Birds fly along side my van

I squish insects and shoot crows, does that count?

[Anonymous 54]

Anonymous wrote:

Old Sage wrote:

Butterflies follow me around.

Birds fly along side my van

I squish insects and shoot crows, does that count?

Gives the cats a break for a while anyways…

[Anonymous 54]

Nice to meet you HARPO!!!

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha!
I love you all just for being who you are.
Making me laugh is just a bonus.

I am no glitch Monk for the system
was built for my pleasure. I was not
created for the amusement of any human
created matrix.

HA! HA!

I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

[Anonymous 42]

Anonymous wrote:

Gives the cats a break for a while anyways…

What cats?

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