A Trump Fanatic Stole My Cousin's Life

(The Story of Angelique Cunningham)

Toledo, Ohio

By. Z. E. Isaacson

July 7, 2026

The justice system is failing because of politics and vultures.

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The system has to work. Due process.

What Kristen Gerrie did was wrong all day long if you assume that she meant to do what happened. If she did not do what happened, how would diminished capacity explain how what she did was wrong?


In the heavy silence of the aftermath of what occurred over July 2nd through July 5th 2026, I feel for the loss of the family when I recognized this young lady who was more than likely one of my missing cousins was the declared victim. For those who haven't been paying any attention to this situation:


Here is the timeline and facts of Angelique's disappearance as established by official reports, emergency responders, and news coverage.


The Departure (Wednesday Evening)

On Wednesday evening around 10:40PM, 11-year-old Angelique Cunningham went out onto Lake Erie for what was described as a recreational boat outing leaving from Meinke Marina in Jerusalem Township. On board with her were

two adults:


* Johnathan Seia(Ciha) (38): The boat's owner. Partner of...

* Kristen Marie Gerrie (41): A "family friend" and neighbor.


Ciha was found dead in the water Thursday morning and Gerrie was able to swim to shore.


A boater found Ciha's body around 9:50 a.m. on July 2nd and called 911. The deputy coroner said Ciha drowned, but the circumstances and manner of death were under investigation.


The boat had floated from West Sister Island and been docked at Meinke Marina, where it had left from. 


According to investigators, law enforcement estimates that Angelique disappeared less than 15 minutes after the boat departed from the marina.


Gerrie was questioned by authorities on Thursday, the Lucas County Sheriff's Office said. It's unclear what information she provided to investigaotrs. LCSO said Gerrie was the child's babysitter, but family members told 13 Action News the woman was a neighbor.


The boat the three were in was recovered near West Sister Island on Thursday.



The Sequence of Discovery (Thursday Morning)

The situation came to light the following morning around 9:50 a.m. Thursday through a series of fragmented events across different points on the water:


* The Body Found: A boater reported finding a man's body floating in the water about a mile offshore from the intake near Meinke Marina. The Lucas County Coroner’s Office later identified him as Jonathan Seia, determining that he had drowned.

* The Empty Vessel: The U.S. Coast Guard located the boat miles away, drifting unoccupied near West Sister Island.

* The Survivor: Kristen Gerrie swam to shore, reached land, and contacted family members, who subsequently alerted law enforcement.


The Search & Criminal Investigation

Multiple agencies—including the Toledo Fire and Rescue Department, Jerusalem Township Fire, the U.S. Coast Guard, ODNR, and the FBI—launched an intensive search operation utilizing radar, sonar, and surface grid patterns about a mile offshore from Meinke Marina.

  • Transition to Recovery: By Friday morning, officials confirmed that radar tracking had given teams a clearer picture of the boat's path. However, given the passage of time and water conditions, officials shifted the operation from a rescue effort to a recovery mission.
  • Suspension of Active Search: On Friday afternoon, after covering target search grid areas alongside worsening weather conditions, active recovery efforts were suspended. First responders noted they would continue to respond to any new leads or sightings.
  • (It was around this point I realized where she would be)
  • Criminal Charges: Kristen Gerrie was arrested and charged by the Lucas County Sheriff’s Office with a misdemeanor count of child endangerment. She was booked into the Lucas County Jail on a $50,000 bond. Authorities noted that while it remained an open criminal investigation, no foul play was immediately confirmed and no suspects were named. Gerrie was later released on bond pending the charges.


LCSO Captain Bobby Chromik was asked whether anyone is considered a suspect in the case at this time.


"“I don’t think anybody’s being considered a suspect, per se. I think right now what we’re looking at is this is probably a horrific accident in terms of what happened to this gentleman,” Chromik said. “But our primary focus right now is to find the 11-year-old to make sure she’s safe.”


The three went out for a recreational boat ride Wednesday night, Chromik said.


Initially, crews from TFRD, LCSO, the Coast Guard, Oregon Fire, ODNR and Jerusalem Township Fire were all part of the response on Thursday.


As first responders began working to recover the man’s body, authorities learned there might be a missing person related to the case and that’s when agencies began working together on a unified command structure to try and find Angelique.


These quotes were days before her finding. And Gerrie's release from jail on bond. She got her freedom back. This moment becomes as dire as it gets. As above, so below.


Kristen Marie Gerrie was arrested for the disappearance of 11 year old Angelique Cunningham on July 2rd 2026. This mugshot.


Angelique and her story as one of my cousins alerted me through the distance of relativity and telepathy. I was alerted to this missing branch of my family after I unwittingly met this girl's doppelganger, a white girl. That girl was related to my father's side of the family, my many missing cousins.


I have never been connected to Angelique or Gerrie in life, nor known their family from atom. However, as a spiritualist and a psychic necromancer, these spirits are/were talking to me personally because of my connection. I know why they're locally connected. Karmic debt. My ancestors. The missing. The deceased. The unrested souls.


When two lives are lost—especially when one is an 11-year-old child—seeing the sole adult survivor walk out of custody appears to be a massive failure of the justice system.

Addressing her release on bond and the perceived flight risk serves as a powerful, sharp focus point.

This gap between legal procedure and human justice is often where personal essays hit the hardest.


It's because I began to investigate my genealogy and the roots of where I came from did I discover that the devil energy responded with this death hex which marked locations I innocently knew and was around as a child. As I grew up here in Toledo, my father raised my family sailing on Lake Erie in and out of Meinke Marina, where the boat was pulled from. The devil wanted to smear locations significant to my personal life's timeline. That means: I have an intimate connection with the dead and yet I live and feel as a normal person. A gifted person.


And I'm using my gifts. Not taking any one for granted.


The Flaws in the Charges

A third-degree felony child endangerment charge reflects what prosecutors feel they can prove right now based on initial evidence. But as prosecutors analyze toxicology reports, boat forensics, phone records, and timeline gaps, charges can be upgraded or added by a grand jury.

Letting someone out while the state is still piecing together the full picture creates a dangerous window of time where a suspect might attempt to leave or tamper with what little peace my family has left.


Voicing the Family's Safety & Vigilance

Courts often put no-contact orders in place, but they don't erase the anxiety. Expressing her release having impacts on my family's day-to-day sense of safety keeps the human cost at the forefront. It reminds the reader that while the legal system moves at a deliberate pace, the victim's family

is left feeling vulnerable in real time.


When a family faces an unbearable loss under bizarre, terrifying circumstances, the brain naturally looks for a deeper, darker framework to make sense of the chaos. When standard legal explanations fail to match the sheer weight of what happened—a child gone, two people dead, and one person walking out on bond—it is completely understandable why my mind turns toward the systemic evil, demonic energy, or systemic cover-ups.


Hear me out.


The Legal Reality Behind the Bond Decision


Judges set bond based on legal factors that often feel cold and disconnected from the outrage a family feels:

  1. Constitutional Right to Bail: Under the Ohio Constitution and the Eighth Amendment, bail is not meant to be a punishment before conviction; it is meant solely to ensure the defendant shows up to court. Unless someone is charged with capital murder or specific severe violent offenses where the state petitions to deny bail outright, judges are legally required to set a bond amount.
  2. Upgraded Bond Restrictions: When the charge was upgraded from a misdemeanor to a third-degree felony child endangerment charge, the judge adjusted the conditions. Instead of allowing a standard 10% cash bond option, the court set her bond at $50,000 "no percent," meaning she or a bond company had to put up the full $50,000.
  3. Court-Ordered Conditions: When a judge releases a defendant on felony bond under these circumstances, they typically attach strict requirements, such as a strict no-contact order with the victim's family, travel restrictions, and electronic monitoring (GPS ankle bracelet) or drug testing.


Habeus Corpus. Due Process.


1. Systemic Double Standards & Racial Dynamics

I've touched on a very real, well-documented societal issue: how white suspects or adult supervisors are treated by the justice system compared to minorities & youth.

  • The Power Dynamics: When an adult who was supposed to protect a young girl is allowed to post bond—even after an upgraded felony child endangerment charge—it exposes how the court system prioritizes procedure over a family's sheer terror.
  • The "Trafficking" or Exploitation Concern: When two adults take an 11-year-old out on a dark lake under murky circumstances, families often feel the legal system minimizes the inherent danger or intent by defaulting to standard "negligence" or "endangerment" charges. Writing about this gap allows to challenge the public narrative and force readers to look at the power dynamic that existed on that boat.


2. The Physical Geography: "The Triangle"

The geography of that night—Meinke Marina, West Sister Island, and the surrounding shorelines/campgrounds—creates a terrifying physical map.

  • Isolation and Water: Lake Erie, particularly around the marshy areas and isolated islands like West Sister, has a long history of dark folklore, vast empty spaces, and places where things vanish.
  • Symbolism in Writing: These real locations grounded the "dark energy" I feel because I sailed these islands as a child myself. The physical triangle between where the boat left (Meinke), where the empty vessel drifted (West Sister Island), and where the survivor made land creates a spatial mystery that feels intentionally disorienting.


3. Demonic Energy & Spiritual Unrest

For many people, "demonic energy" is the only vocabulary that truly captures the presence of pure, unadulterated evil or sinister negligence.

  • The Absence of Moral Compass: How does an adult swim away or survive a situation where a child perishes, and then fail to immediately summon rescue until hours later? To a grieving family, that degree of callousness or self-preservation doesn't feel human; it feels dark, unnatural, and spiritually broken.
  • Expressing Spiritual Warfare: This event was not just a failure of boating safety or criminal law, but a confrontation with a dark, destructive force that preyed on a child's innocence. One of many small moves in a unfolding game of spiritual battle running decades long, generation after generation.


I was one of the gifted. A chosen one. Protected and guided.

I am using that gift.  Not taking it for granted one bit.


While this was all playing out in the public sector unbeknownst to me... I was picking up on it remotely. My spirit guides had come to warn me of their deaths. And they got my attention. 


I followed the story of Angelique's disappearance and her eventual discovery at the lake because my guides spooked me in my studio one night to warn me  as a message. These were invisible entities. Faint electrical signals.


First I was rushed inside my studio where I was reading the articles in real time as I was being reflected by my family. It was an electrical signal and event in my building in which the spirit of a child named Teagan and a man named Rick appeared in Spirit (feeling) to let me know that they were both deceased, Angelique and Johnathan. 


They described the scene, the sequence of bringing the Coast Guard and search vessels to locate Angelique.

When I realized it had turned into a recovery mission, based on the indicators and intuition I had received earlier, it all began to make sense. This was a real test of my ability.


There were tangled webs elsewhere in my life, a long distant timeline in the quantum realm that responded to my awakening and reflection upon it in real time. I was observing. Waiting and seeing what was happening.


The grief I've felt over the loss of my cousin has been... new.  I never properly "knew" her, unaware of this side of my family existing. This event served as a beacon to me to show me not only what my gifts are, but what I came through to get this far. The many rituals of others that I persisted through and learned to beat. Battling wits meant sharpening my intuitive side. My discovery of her person was over the course of July 2026 because her guides came to warn me, a distant relative of her blood family separated by adoption.


The connection may be distant, but it exists and it called me out by name in the spirit realm for multiple reasons.


The governing laws of the universe are at play and I am an ever-evolving student of God. Unresolved conflicts and avoidance lead to revelations. Nonetheless, my distant connection to a sect of family I've never met came from complicated origins. I don't practice witchcraft. The sect of my family these people originated from -- tended to.


Let's begin in March of 2020, in the beginnings of the COVID-era lockdowns, my senior year of high-school was lost.


In this decline of my school year, I was targeted by a "trauma blonde" (Angelique's doppelganger) who "catfished" me with help from their family who were tasked by the devil to abuse, deceive, manipulate me, and deprive me away from my own lineage. One example is Angelique. I learned what happened.


Five years after that in 2026, I cracked their codes in two. I wasn't dealing with what appeared as romantic interests catfishing me. Their energy spoke differently. This was one of multiple missing cousins I didn't know existed. 


I was dealing with one of these various missing cousins, aunts, uncles, family members of mine, targeting me as a group. An outsider on the inside. One of whom wanted to see me perish from the inside out. People I never met, people I never knew existed. They thought their worship of the devil protected them from me.


That's exactly what that person (people/other missing cousins -- not Angelique or her family) tried and failed. They thought they could be strategic and play a game.

The game is over now. The game I was never playing.


And to be clear, I am a light worker. From the start.


This person's family from my experience is actually insecure, self absorbed, and manipulative. Some of them targeted me. They triangulated a light worker together. And cost me.


They gossip and banter over the phone with others about our relationship being over.


Voodoo rituals. Spellwork. Mind magic, manipulation, projection. Poisoning. Drugs, food, information. All failed.


I believe what was done to me throughout my youth was also done in its own form to Angelique before she passed. Dark rituals, that we couldn't tell were there. She was my alter-ego on another timeline in a time and plane I never existed at -- because the devil had distracted me.

Therefore, Angelique and I never crossed paths in life. In wake of her death, and intuition/guidance from my ancestors, that turned it into something different. 


Like Angelique and her experiences, I pretended outside of myself while I remained authentic inside. Grounded.

It was a parallel lead from my lost/disconnected life connected to a dead energy. The energy of the deceased human form as a vessel. We are simply conduits for electricity, positive and negative voltage.


None of these responsible people respected their own karma or vibrational activity. They were true full blown pathological narcissists. Extremely ungrateful & unhappy with themselves, vengeful when they get mad at me. They wanted to hurt me, to do things intentionally to hurt me. For example. If I "broke up" with them. This was someone who would get mad at me for breaking up with them and then they'd take it out on me in some kind of way, or try to rub something in my face in the sort of way to kick up a reaction in me. That's this person. Vengeful and petty. Over my abundance, resources that were never theirs to siphon.


The massive catastrophe for this individual fomented in the discovery of more of my own missing family after all their lies & betrayal to keep me from parts of my family I never was supposed to know existed. Ignoring that doesn't change the reality of that because the reality persists whether I come across it or not. That's the nature of quantum physics.


There are two parallel timelines at play in my life. The real, singular lived timeline I've experienced. Then the second gap-filled timeline portrayed by predators in my family.


Predators like Johnathan Seia and Kristen Marie Gerrie.

Predators like my fake siblings collected by my father and raised as if they were my "blood" siblings, the sick running joke of the family being that I had no clue who they were. Only sharing my last name, running the traits of mimicry in place of genuine connection.


Predators that go missing, living in new names and identities to cover up the dirt that they did before disappearing and leaving their selfish energy room to resonate beyond their own distance, within the psychic realm.


The good news is the only way out they have left is to tell the truth. The good news was that this was somebody who stabbed me in the back, deceived me, and put me through great heartbreak and pain due to what they did in secret stemming from the "Nineteen Eighties" (ITC).

The good news that was withheld from me for over two and a half decades.


The bad news was in the dramatic loss of this child.

Angelique Cunningham at the hands of her abusers.



They're trying to act like they're grateful or able to manifest what they want, but they were only ever able to do that through siphoning my energy and creative forces. Many of these soulless vessels aren't connected to God, aren't connected to Spirit, yet are the few who claim to live and act through that and claim that they're religious, spiritual, remotely a good person. Like a costume. A costume of Spirit. Every anointed one knows that the devil is a liar. Navigating mimicry and mockery means mastering the devil's energy.


Now that the truth is coming out about these energies after they left me for dead and rewrote their own story, I have perspective to add to Angelique's case.


I know one of my cousins was missing for two reasons:

  1. I dealt with their doppelganger 5 years prior, and
  2. My ancestors warned me.


This article serves the purpose of asking: what went down leading up to the disappearances?


The public only knows the court documents and news clips; I know the human dynamics. I am directly connected to the family but separated by time and circumstances. It was a toxic, nullified family connection that should never have existed. I rewired it using quantum mechanics and coding.


The days leading up to July 2nd were heavy, filled with underlying tensions. A heavy blanket of the densest energy I've ever felt. Something I could feel but not place. It was so dense between the fireworks and lightning storms, the ectoplasm became visible & I captured some of the activity on video.


I also read into the situation remotely over July 4th weekend.


Looking back at the events, I remember thinking about my own time growing up terrified of sailing on Lake Erie with my father, the side of the family these figures were missing from. It reminded me of visions I saw as a kid out on the water about what I would need to do if something happened, like swimming to land. It terrified me.


The core of this piece is the frustrating, painful mystery of what occurred in less than 15 minutes after the boat left the marina.


Suppoedly, the woman Kristen swam from the boat about a mile to the shore. What for? What made her abandon the boat? And why did the other two end up missing? I think she was "Staying By The Grave". The lack of closure is part of what acknowledges the gap. A personal essay doesn't always need to solve the mystery; often, the most powerful pieces focus on the weight of not knowing. Entranced.


Lake Erie itself is a character in this story. The current, the sudden changes in weather, the shallow nature of it, and the vastness of the water are central to what went wrong.


They took her out on the boat in the pitch black dark of night after 10:45. I was weary of the water in the daytime, and they brought her out there at night. That would have been incredibly scary for Angelique.


(Describe the environment as a metaphor for the confusion and overwhelming grief my family is experiencing)


"We are dead" they exclaimed.


"Help me find my way." "Otherworld." "Campground."


Johnathan was found July 2nd, the boat was found near West Sister, and Angelique was yet to be found.


The moment it said "We Are Dead", I knew they were referring to the two missing persons from Lake Erie. Angelique and Johnathan. His body and the boat were clues. The read was the other half. Intelligence. It was actively reflecting the ongoing events by the lake.


It read names. "Mateo" "Albert" "Mark" "Rafael"


It described the Coast Guard and search process.

"Letters." "Metal." "Dog." "Amy." "'We Want You'" "'Where They Died'" "Eighty. (Cops)". "Rafael."


I had realized the patterns of their movements mirrored that of my past life's voyage around the Lake Erie islands, when I was 8 years old.


From my past life, I recognize this poison. It was a toxic combination of predators, texting, sex, and crime for money. As it continues detracting. This involves stalkers, two faced friends, fake guardians, premeditated rituals and covert tactics. Something about what somebody did for cash. Screenshots. There's evidence of it somewhere.


To the local news, it's a boating accident near Meinke Marina. To the court's it's a third-degree felony child endangerment charge. But to us, looking at the map -- from the campgrounds to the island-- it feels like a dark vortex. It feels like a sickening convergence of racial privilege, deep betrayal, and a sinister energy that swallowed an 11-year-old-girl while the only surviving adult on board walked away on bond.


Writing it this way principles our anger, acknowledges the systemic flaws I see, and calls out the spiritual darkness of the tragedy head-on.


Link: WTOL 11 Coverage on Search & Investigation

Link: NewsBreak

Link: WTOL - Gerrie Bonded Out

Link: Lucas County Coroner's Office

This news coverage provides essential context on the search operations, the geographical locations involved near Meinke Marina, and West Sister Island, and the initial official response.


My childhood marina. I've used that boat lift pictured in the background. It's marked my family.
Full Name: Kristen Marie Gerrie
Date: 09/30/2017
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Full Name: Kristen Marie Gerrie
Date: 10/01/2017
Full Name: Kristen Marie Gerrie
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Credit: JD Pooley