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However, I grant permission to Russian President (Prime Minister) Vladimir Putin (NOT his clone) (born October 7, 1952 from St. Petersburg, Russia) and actor Brent Spiner (NOT his clone) (born February 2, 1949 from Houston, Texas, USA) to use exact copies of this website (or parts of this website) in English, or exact translations (in another language) of this website any way they want (free of charge). This website is defined as this website plus 1) all text or photo links from this website, 2) all videos that I’ve ever created, even those not featured at this website, but only at YouTube or elsewhere, (including all my posted comments about these videos at YouTube or elsewhere), 3) all writings I’ve ever created. I forbid anyone to alter the contents of this website (or any exact translations of it in languages besides English) in any way. Brent Spiner and Vladimir Putin can make exact translations of my novel Silver Skies or of any of my published books or this website into another language. Ninety percent of the proceeds from these translations they can pay me through my publisher Amazon, or using whatever method they choose. I give ten percent of Silver Skies or of any of my published books (non-English version) foreign sales to Brent Spiner and/or Vladimir Putin to pay for their translation and promotion services for these in their non-English versions.
Brent and Vladimir also may sell exact copies of my English version of Silver Skies or of any of my published books (including my Amazon Kindle versions) or this website and give me 90% of the proceeds from the English versions using whatever method they prefer to pay me (they keep 10% as my payment to them for their services).
Electronically signed: Gail Chord Schuler (Spiner), Place: The United States of America, Date: April 7, 2010–updated June 19, 2018.
ABOVE EXERPT TAKEN FROM NEW YORK TIMES, DATE: OCTOBER 22, 2001. CLICK ON NEWSPAPER IMAGE TO ENLARGE AND VIEW IN SEPARATE WINDOW.
All articles claim that Vladimir Putin spoke English in public for the first time when he addressed delegates (2007) at the 119th International Olympic Committee Session in Guatemala City to bid for Sochi for the 2014 Winter Olympics. However, it seems to me he tried earlier, back in October 21, 2001 in Shanghai, China, during a joint news conference with President Bush. I remember when I read this article from The New York Times on October 22, 2001, how impressed I was with his English and I sensed that he tried to speak English for me. You see, I noticed him on September 25, 2001 and shortly after this he “out of the blue” began meetings with American President Bush. When you read the transcript above, it does seem a transcript of him trying to speak English; and, if so, his English was excellent. Vladimir’s a good actor, and he’s been playing dumb about his English speaking abilities. Apparently, his English has been much better than he’s let the world know. I mean, read the transcript above. . .After the Jesuits extorted him with Lyudmila (November 2001), he began to play dumb about his English speaking abilities.
Summer’s light lemon yellow looks great on soft Larisa
Vladimir, with ash blonde wife Larisa ➔ DECEASED and his two daughters. His body language indicates he’s had intimacy with this woman.
Summer’s yellow (shoulders) and silver (child jacket), not autumn’s gold (neck) flatters Larisa (above).
Soft pastel summer Larisa
Larisa (Jesuits changed her name to Lyudmila) said in Vladimir’s memoir First Person that she and Vladimir took their wedding vows with each other in 1983 super-serious.
Gold makes luxurious Autumn Lyudmila shine.
Vladimir may have been in this outfit when he had the joint news conference with President Bush in Shanghai, China (October 21, 2001), in which he spoke excellent English.
Vladimir’s body language with summer ash blonde wife Larisa in 1987 (above) differs markedly from his body language with autumn golden redhead Lyudmila, who’s pale in summer’s silver. He’s never had sex (intimacy) with Lyudmila, and felt for her friendship only (2001 to 2010). Though when he learned in 2011 that Lyudmila is a Jesuit, he no longer feels friendship towards her, but anger. For Larisa, he felt devotion. Vladimir acquired Lyudmila in 2001, when Jesuit-led President Bush threatened war on Russia if Vladimir would not make Jesuit Lyudmila his legal wife. Vladimir fell in love with me September 2001. The Jesuits then became obsessed with Vladimir Putin and forced Lyudmila on him. Vladimir’s clone has made public appearances with Lyudmila after 2011.
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Robin Williams bought for Gail, a two billion dollar ring, a combination of rare emeralds and diamonds with a white gold band. He knew Gail was a soft natural and a winter in coloring. Click on book above to order THE SHIMMERING SEA.
I feel the movie David really captures the heart and soul of David. Can view this movie at higherpraisetube.com.
The Jesuits crashed Alaska Airlines Flight 261 in January 2000, to eclipse any news coverage of the court case that Brent Spiner brought against Jesuit Loree McBride for her crimes against me (Gail Chord). In 2013, they eclipsed the court case Zack brought against me (Gail Chord) by using Zack’s King James only Jesuits to crash their space ships into Russia and elsewhere. Zack was an evil UFO supporter at the time. Gail believes that Zack manipulated the King James only Jesuits using some form of brain control. Vladimir Putin discusses Peter Ruckman. UPDATE: Zack Knight accepted Christ as his Savior in Sept. 2016 and is now on Jesus Christ’s side.
Loree McBride Jesuits (in place of Zack Knight) conduct/conducted Germ Warfare  and  against Gail, which Zack admitted at his website http://www.crazygail.com. Like Gail stated in a video, it is impossible to conduct a fair trial involving 21st century Jesuits, when we can only use 18th century laws to conduct this trial.
PREVIEW OF SILVER SKIES (Second Edition)
After my computer crashed (January 2009) and I lost Silver Skies on my computer’s hard drive, I retyped the entire manuscript from a paper version I had, that became my second edition (published as an Amazon Kindle eBook & paperback book). I’d already mailed to my publisher the version I’d lost on my hard drive (which is my first edition, and is the paperback version I have out now). I’d made a copy onto floppy of Silver Skies from my hard drive for my publisher, but neglected to make a copy on floppy from my hard drive for myself. So when my computer crashed, I lost Silver Skies on my computer. After I bought a new computer, I had to retype Silver Skies from a paper version, and that became my second edition. My second edition is very close to my first edition, but there are minor changes. This second edition scene is taken from pages 8 – 11 from Silver Skies: Part Two of Two.
Below is a scene from chapter sixteen of my novel Silver Skies (2nd edition). It takes place in Leavenworth, Washington–the subject of this YouTube video. To order Silver Skies, go to the Gabrielle Chana’s Writings page or to amazon.com paperback & Kindle eBook.
Mountains towered on every side; their cragged crevices dotted with evergreens. Flowers grew in rectangular brick containers on the street. Some hung, others graced windowsills: pinks, yellows, geraniums. Here he could find the strength to resist the New World Order. These were Brianna’s people and this was the Bavarian Village or Leavenworth, Washington. The quaint buildings of cream and wooden criss crosses and lattices made the courage of these people seep into his bones. He thought of Brianna when she nursed him after the car accident. Underneath her sweetness was a reservoir of strength. Her father, Franz, though a member of the New World Order, had the courage to investigate for Stephen Tischler. If the New World Order knew of this, they would target Franz. Dor hoped Franz would exercise more courage and leave that corrupt organization.
Dor’s head fell into his hands. When Brianna came to Houston, they’d surely make love. What should he do? But he wanted her near him. She was worth the risk; he hoped God would forgive them, whatever happened. God promised him a millennium with her, he still longed for it. He must not sin, and lose Brianna for the millennium.
On his bench, he saw her. She came to him, her soft dove eyes enthralled him. Pigeons wobbled their heads and pranced on the sidewalk. He motioned for her to sit next to him on the bench and took her hand. Their heads bowed in prayer before God. “God, help Brianna and I to love each other only when You want us to.”
She glanced at him with love-brimmed eyes and they both arose and walked together. They walked past stores rich in the culture of Pacific Northwest Indians.
Many of Silver Skies’s greatest climaxes take place at Yellowstone National Park. The scene below is taken from Silver Skies (2nd edition). Ordering information at Gabrielle Chana’s Writings page or at Amazon paperback & Kindle eBook.
Mary dropped her off at her cabin. Nice and cozy inside. Brianna unpacked, then walked around outside. Nearby a sprawling river trickled over rocks in its bed. Birds chirped and flew from evergreen to evergreen. Fresh and brisk air and perfect temperature invited her. Evergreens formed a ragged outline on nearby mountains as they sloped gently higher. Stones crunched in the sandy dirt as she walked. She could have sublimity here except he wasn’t here. Her eyes closed, she imagined his hand in hers and both of them walking together surrounded by this. The mountains and trees laughed at her as if to say, “What are you afraid of? Why isn’t he here with you?” She wanted to scream back, “I’m not a coward! I’ll bring him here someday.” The river answered as it bravely followed its course, cascaded down waterfalls, and dared her to be brave, to overcome her fear of the heights. “Those who are afraid of the falls never experience the ecstasy of flying.” Something clicked in her brain. She would never know the ecstasy of loving him if fear of the falls stopped her. How could she do this to herself? To him? Why did she let fear control her? Didn’t God say, “Whatsoever is not of faith is sin?” She knelt and asked God to forgive her, because her life was guided by fear and not faith. When she arose and looked at the mountain, its strength infused her. She danced and flung her arms into the air. As a deer, she sprung towards freedom, she became a mountain lion pounced to attack. The New World Order, no longer the sky, but the rocky ground she stomped on. She’d find a way to Dor.
This YouTube video is about Jenny Lake in the Grand Tetons at sunset. In the following scene from Silver Skies (2nd edition), Dor and Brianna canoe in a Grand Tetons lake at sunset. To order book, go to Gabrielle Chana’s Writings page or Amazon paperback & Kindle eBook.
The next day they toured the rest of Yellowstone. At 3 p.m. they drove to Jackson Lake in the Grand Tetons National Park, south of Yellowstone. They rented a canoe, Dor limped it into the lake. It pained her to see this, but she said nothing. What more could they do to him? He guided Brianna in, sat opposite and rowed. His arms were strong, as if the dreadful accident never happened. How he took life’s blows. He stopped only forty feet from shore. Did he worry about something? Water lapped against their canoe. Funny, she hadn’t seen the blue car at all today.
The lake swirled on and on, like it never found completion. Cool, brisk air whipped about them. Gray pinnacles laced with snow leaped inside her, cold seeped to her bones, she shivered. Her heart burst through, broke the cold. She would bring him the silver from the luminescent sky. Dor laid the oars aside and stared at her. She pointed at the sky. “That sky. . .is that us?”
His mouth awestruck, Dor gazed.
The silvery wisps embraced her, lifted her heart above the baseness of earth. Dor’s eyes floated there. He rowed toward the middle, strained to see more. The sky hazed over the mountains. The sun broke through in patches, canary rays becoming amber and earth tones. Hours they didn’t say a word, only stared and saw the silver fade.
He observed her eyes. “We better head back.”
Brianna scanned the sky. God had spoken to them.
“It’s as if He smiled on us.” Dor gazed again at the sky.
This YouTube video captures a chapter in Silver Skies, where Dor searches for Brianna at the California redwood forest near the Pacific coast. The following scenes are from Silver Skies (2nd edition). To order, go to Gabrielle Chana’s Writings page or to Amazon paperback & Kindle eBook.
In California, he rented a car to the Redwoods and drove it to the campsite where Brianna would appear. Ferns burst from the sandy ground around fallen trunks and in profusion over the ground. Dor sat on a log and marveled at the rugged trees that towered to the sky. He could walk to the campground from here. She never told him she could sing and he looked forward to hearing her. He heard she had a nice voice. The climate change and the cool Pacific breezes shocked his system, quite different from Houston, he shivered underneath his jacket. His pulse raced, he headed to her campground.
Instruments sat on a wooden stage. An audience of at least a hundred gathered.
Brianna came on the stage. His heart raced and fluttered. She waved her hands and everyone cheered. “Hello! Hello! I teach at a high school in Houston, Texas called Beaufort High. These teenage singers with me are called the ‘Joy Birds’. We don’t sing rock n’ roll so you may not be used to our style. We sing the hits of the 1920s, 30s, 40s. Our first song is ‘I’ll Be With You in Apple Blossom Time’.”
A lush guitar melody introduced the song until all their voices blended into one. .
In November 1993, I graduated from The Institute of Children’s Literature and received a diploma. I decided to further my writing skills so that I could be a novelist, and ordered books about writing from the Writer’s Digest Book Club and continued my subscription to Writer’s Digest magazine. I started my novel Silver Skies.
Through my studies at The Institute of Children’s Literature, I learned that I had an instinctive sense of what constitutes great writing and that if I trusted my instincts and “guts” as I wrote, I could produce a great work of art. I figured this out, because often, after I sent off an assignment to my writing instructor (Jim Murphy) and then later read it, the same weaknesses I’d noticed during my readings would be exactly what my writing instructor would point out later (when I received his critiques).
I discovered I had an innate “gut” sense about what is right or wrong with my writing and relied on this as I worked on Silver Skies. As I worked on my writing, if something didn’t “sit right” with me, I’d go back and listen to my guts, and let my guts tell me what to do.