….and to the SEC:
Please get my $10,000.00 dollars that I paid out of my old closed Huntington Bank account to Benjamin Borgers.
I want that money back to me. Had I known he was a fraud, I never would have chosen him to help me audit the ACCR books. Although all the work of his seemed legitimate with my bookkeeper….I was going to file a FORM 10 with the SEC and with 2 years of audited books. I was so close……and then everything unraveled only because I trusted and believed someone at his word to me.
Good riddance I say. Time to focus on the future and where my life will be in 10 years.
Again, I rushed to judgment and I had a deal done with David Lazar. I was elephant hunting back then for a merger. I was so ready to bring to my MM and my shareholders a good merger that I lost sight of the truth. Heck,,,,,,even that criminal (((he became in the FBI top 10 wanted list)))) from GRNF ——->. Justin Costello texted me multiple times and at one point asked me for a TERM SHEET for ACCR to become his customer section for my ClonesbyDrones idea.
ClonesbyDrones was my good idea. The local police was fine with my INTRASTATE idea here in Grand Haven. The eCommerce idea was fully operational for local deliveries. The order would come in….and then once received I would send out a White Delivery Van with green letters on it saying ClonesbyDrones and then zip out for delivery. Upon arrival at the residence, my driver would open up the back door of the van…..and then fly the Drone with the attached cargo of the Clone (((((a federally legal product))))) right into the customers hands.
Brilliant……and my buddy who owned a lot of gas stations here in Grand Haven was prepared to put signs in between his gas station pumps the advertising word’s ClonesbyDrones!!!!!!!
Next had I made a little bit of money was going to be about $50,000 out of my own pocket to radio advertising 30 second commercial spots. People today are interested in growing their own Medical Marijuana plants. And as my website states….I am a MASTER GROWER. Heck…..my old parrot Goldie would sit on my shoulder every time I would rip out a bong hit ((((( for medical purposes)))) and Goldie in time could pick up the gurgling sound of the bong. He was brilliant with that pea sized brain saying “gurgles gurgling giooooooooooop” and he was always on my shoulder with my bong hits.
He was a classic good friend. Anyways, I’m in massive pain right now…..and my soulmate is calling me to stop texting in here.
Bye for now….and Blessings to all who find the TRUTH in my words.
Patrick
