Nuclear Realities

I open the supermodern door to the terminal as a small, "shy", Japanese woman peeks my way. I look up to see the signs in only English and Japanese. Oahu pouring through I am understanding the TSUNAMI/ EARTHQUAKE again. I welcome the Line Deputy in to take on military legality in the federal civilian system. With these little asain waifs, we are going to destroy this whole system. The systems around me with their avarice and twisted sexual slavery will eventually find me needing to know and express my rage. Watch alien movies, people, it is just the beginning. I have had to be so seemingly Japanese, but underneath the secadas keep the score. If you call me a whore in voice or mind, my RUSSIAN ARMY will not be kind. Maybe I just make my fantasy a reality tonight, after this supergirl had to take flight. Hey baby baby, no one knows your name. Stay that way. I put my hand on your heart, and you can blow them all apart. This is carnal law and justice and we will RECLAIM MY buildings and univesities. Beyond that, we will wait until we have done all the positions we like perfectly. Ready yourselves for a time of reclaimation. Beat beat the poet may be you, or a rat in the corner who call me a Jew. I would say that that is like the word whore today, and you need to back away. Your whole "company" is really gay. Outing you fuckers means no economy and no dates in the former US of A.