Destroyer

-I might be the Destroyer of Revelations

-also called Abaddon

-like the man at my Grandparents' front door in 1991 looking like Disney's Aladdin

-maybe really me somehow

-Aladdin like The Damnation maybe abilities came narrated in a dream in a American Idol style Magician series

-I tried doing it to a maybe wife then any future partners

-like he said Get your Grandfather Mate. My Grandfather said Tell him we don't want anything. I closed the door on him

-in Revelations about the Destroyer it says about scorpions. Like my mother Christine Margaret Ager (Scoringe / Scorpion Sores) might have said she will put them on people who steal my inheritance

-Abaddon- like me more than anyone else ever on Earth have been abandoned by people

-Abaddon- like I picked 30 more tragic figures. Many abandoned. And tried to use each one to generate far reaching style of life effects across the history of space

-I might have done that by invited to a 60th Birthday Meal at A Restaurant by Trevor Myles / Projectra Miles Miracles. I should have got a card. But I wanted to buy an extra dark Legion of Super-Heroes comic. He lived near Botanical / Abaddon Road

-I called the Post where I used tragic figures to generate miracles. As if to give them something too Gift of God. Now realizing it fitted in with my blunder not buying a card

-the man at my Grandparents' front door. Coming off like (Deathstroke the) Terminator of the New Teen Titans. I once went to a comic shop hoping to get some Doom Patrol comics. A team another maybe version of me was connected to. I sold my somewhat especially now valuable New Teen Titans 2 introducing the Terminator

-earlier today before thinking of these. I got warning signals and decided not to buy The New Titans Games. And make my last comics order 15 issues of that 1987 version of the comic Doom Patrol

-Doom Patrol as in Damnation or Damn Protection 

-Abaddon like the man at my Grandparents' front door looked like character Doctor Peter Holland / Abaddon / Hell / Hell Lived. Played by Peter Lochran. Of the soap opera The Young Doctors. Set at the Albert Memorial. Ager and the Washington DC Memorials

-he was dressed like a formal Doctor. And with his hair like the costume I suddenly pictured the night in the Psych Ward when I swallowed the drawing pin
-from a dream I had 3000 Fight 'Planes' the size of the Rebels' ones in Star Wars

-triangle or Pyramid shaped

-can phase / pass through things. And the Pilots can phase themselves out under the base of them etc

-the Destroyer- maybe what my Grandparents might have tried to set up on my 21st Birthday 

-Abaddon as in Armageddon 

-the chainrevelations.blogspot.com miracles

-destroying and ruining lives on Earth

-Abaddon like those miracles abandon what would have happened for some people