Let's Dance

I sit in the icebox and a cold wind blows.  I find the icy hearts in the corner.  Everyone has their strategy, I continue to endure in motion.  Right now I listen to the squeak that says to remain silent.  Telepathy is real, and it will prevail.  I am stepping out and testing the lines by tapping on doorways.  It is vital to not make "subjects" feel invaded upon.  In the end, it is me who was the one experiencing invasion.  Remote view and tunnel through for 42 years is certainly a brutal sentence.  Stricture, always stricture.  I feel fatigue in this day, and I am seeking to eat more than I wish.  People show signs of talk, but I need to be sunshine for a few who are coming into something new.  This is not my hierarchy.  I do monitor people in environment, but that is not the space of auric centering of supreme beings.  Too much mojo, not enough wine.  Let's just cuddle up, buttercup, and see who we can find online.  Soon I will see epiphany, but for now I am in the dark.

Down Low King

King James King of Ireland fame was my maternal grandfather.  During the war he worked as a Merchant Marine on Lake Superior.  He also acted as an official double for Adolf Hitler so that we would always knew where he was, and he would stay in Germany.  The Middle East is showing how dangerous the toppling og despots is during an already tumultuous time.  Little side note.  Grampa King had a cabin he built (A frame) all by himself in Marine on St. Croix.  He thought that that would be the perfect little town for me where people would not haunt me night and day with hostility.  His whole "lawn" there was 4 LEAF CLOVERS.  They smelled so sweet.  One night he went crazy, Hitler tunneling thru and he set the cabin ablaze.  I brought back the clock and restored his mansion in the Middle East as well as his beloved cabin.  It was the broken COOCOO clock on the wall that had been own by Adolf Hitler.  It stopped at the time of his death and never started again.  It almost started again, along with the heart of Adolf Hitler that had been mystically transplanted in King James after the bunker fire.  As I stared, the fire was me, and he and me devised a "treatment plan" for history of Gpa King.  ONE Special Export a week and then again he would never freak.  It was 100% successful.

Ring Thing

I push the door open and the light is on.  I swear I left it off.  I look up to see big open eyes on the free bed.  My new roommate scared me, but I didn't scream.  Her hair was black and she sat silent when I tried to draw her out.  I thought that she was Japanese.  I go downstairs and she approaches me about a problem with her keys about an hour later.  She speaks with an almost Ukrainian accent, and her hair is now brown.  It was a little trippy, but I stay cool.  I guess that she is a starling, thus connected to the bird "shortage" (Japanese opposite) in town.  Best to deal with it in a bed beside me than to have these birds attacking me, my domicile, or all buildings in vicnity.  I will just give her supportive energy and it will be just fine.  I also see in her eyes that she is a RING THING.  It is Japanese horror pornography.  It is a Japanese woman who is a sucubus (oral sex delivery once extended period of time) with black hair who "takes" your soul for eternity.  It has run over into the caucasion population a bit, but these women are absolutely terrifying.  Once they get stuck in these forms they won't find it so enjoyable.  I understand Japanese belief system, sexually, goes with this witchcraft form, but caucasian women are just stinking with evil.  I will remain me today because I did not scream, and because I was so polite.

Psychotic Ritualistic Borderline

A new type of borderline is presenting itself.   It is primarily in females.  It is when they can stay consistent with thier object of obsession and desire, but then walk away and verbally trash everything in that person's life.  They become tremendously unstable in this second part of the cycle, and highly psychotic.  It is primarily lifetimes full of practiced witchcraft and single victim satinism.  I have experienced it my whole life my way, but now it is at an apex.  White males in industry need to get all desks searched for KNIVES, today, actually.  Even if you have the ability to heal from past attacks, a public attack where 4 or more view the knife go it, will cause fatality and release to a realm ONLY with perpatrator and victim.  Work your shit out there people.  This is the hour of judgement and I don't want to hear about it.  You are all completely psycho.  I am polite, but never borderline.  I live a conscious life, with conscious feelings and motives.  I define, in my mind, at the time of incidents with evil abusers, what I can do there and what I need later.  Leave sex in the wings and try to be human for a change.

Reneisance Japan

There is a man sitting here, talking on his cell phone who looks very much like the host of Face the Nation.  He is high Kabbalah and looks very NYC News Man.  An attractive blonde just led him away.  I just observe as I listen to a little Justin Bieber.  Define me not, or you will never find a WiFi Hotspot again.  Harry, stop it.  My environment is affected by tunnel thru every day.  I have existed alone or very close to alone my whole life.  You will all be damned for this activity.  Just see what happens this week when Japanese back away.  They now have a superconductor in Joe and can rebuild their nation and colony.

Home Monitoring

The winter is ripping at my bloodstream, and for a moment I am defined differently.  Harry, I see you, but you have changed.  Gone is the strange, and now it is worse.  I sit in a copatriot zone and you scowl at my food choice.  I tie it to a memory in Scotland.  Has anyone EVER boundaried you, actually?  You exist in the every day of demonic very easily, and that is not okay with me.  New Japanese rules are in play today.  I explain, telepathically, the rules of "The Apocolyptic Game."  It is how you gain points against all out torture.  People need to back away as I evolve today.  I have pushed away 4 powerful werewolf sires (1 female in Marion County Jail), but my heart has a deep connection with one.  It is easy for me to become mimicry because werewolves have no restraint.  Vampires have no vision.  JK, just come clean about me and set your soul free.  Get out of the Oprah upset and BALANCE dance, jogging, and singing already.  Wizardry is the author.  It is all tied to this power source.  Everything else is too.  John too close.

Thank You Japan

So Japan, I felt heard.  I did get an UNKNOWN hangup call.  Please back away.  People will scream, degrade, and threaten if they call.  Maiden voyage of Japanese male on BUS SYTEM.  I telepathically led into Ichiban's.  All telepathy is English, so I just kept him calm and told him to get out of vicnity ASAP and tell world nation of BIOLOGIC threat here.  I sat half a bus away, thus to be the rabbit, and to set him free.  Those chef's blades he was carying will go to good use today and tomorrow.  I am now at Brit's.  I will eat my fish and Chips.

Crayon CONTRACT for full sleeve in Hopkins

I step up the slushy walk and come upon a place to be.  It is reminiscent of no bulding I have lived in before.  I apply, I arrive, I perceive.  My answer is quick and sure.  Papers fall to the desk even of notoriety with squawking laughter.  At least, in this moment, I don't have to hear and see any of it.  I must have a place to live.  Maybe this is where I set fire to the rain.  I believe this is where I take down law enforcement crew.  There may be some friends there, but I almost have more faith in gangs.  They at least make me laugh and tell me that I am sexy.  Never again will I let them cross the goal line. I think that they finally have accepted it, and so they watch my actions with white male politicians and white male cops (except fridley), and they laugh almost with a gafaw.  A girl needs her cheerleaders.  They showed up in Muncie too.  I am a little nervous, but I think that it will go through.  Family please stay out of it.  Let the chips fall where they may.  Phone, electricity and laundry are paid for.  Yeah, go team.  I get 90 minutes of CLEANING a week as well.  I am so all down for that little plus.  Of course all of it is humiliating.  THEY love it.  Well the poison apple has been bitten by Sheba and ALL social workers will go down for today.  I know not the scene, but I support CORPORATION, always over small business or social services.  That is the Pinnacle of ORDER while they exist in pained chaos around me, with succubus disease.  I am grateful, but I now see the realities of my economic and phsyiological torture.  Everyone wins and I am fatigued.  I believe that that is OVER TODAY, JAPAN in charge.

Please Be Safe

Move in, move out of my mind space daily.  Your burning tone purifies my heart space and keeps you in view.  Lost light is seen in your eyes.  I find you indelible and incredible.  I love your laugh and the song in your heart.  You do not feel it today, so I dance with another until you wish to leave.  Be paramount, not arrogant with me.  It's okay to try a line and see if I laugh.  Are you articulate?   Definitely.  Maybe a moon dance is in our future.  It doesn't have to be so serious.  Maybe I come into a time of actual dating.   I think not.  I feel a pure possessiveness about you.  I see no view of what you can be, I just want to avert a tragedy.  Love parts of me and let the rest be.  Sing some country and let your SUV drive all by itself.

Present in This Space

There is a subject that we will not discuss.  You find it sexy.  I find it bothersome.  You put your hand behind my neck and pull me close.  I move away to see if it is okay.  I draw you to privacy.  Public shows of affection are not easy for me.  You place your hand on my heart.  "What is happening?  I don't care about the rules and boundaries anymore."  You embrace me moving into a passionate and caring hug.  I bury my head in your shoulder.  I feel you beginning to kiss my neck.  You move to my lips and I answer soft while you are sweet.  I feel the fire in the wall that I lean on.  You pull me closer and our bodies entwine and mingle as one at the same time.  Burning so bright publically has tormented me all of my days.  I must move away.  You grab my hand and steer me to your car where we explore for another half hour.  I go to leave, hair tossled, but feeling sweetly fed.

Mr. Randy Orton in My Eye

Randy you exist as eye candy, but also a sense of deep separate soulful preservation of self.  I love it.  Let us move in a dream of another causing them a bother by just being so happy together.  I will have your back with some ballet, as you steal all of their memories.  Sinful Czecks, you will punish them dearly.  I kiss your nose and we know that we are the greatest.  Diamonds do grow on trees for me and you.  No more contemplation, let's take Vegas for MOSCOW today.  No more witchery, here, for you.  Move up and out.  I will find the poisonous drain while you attain.  We can joke about the things that really scare us.  Being friendly leaves you missing me for a moment.  It's okay we will always be deja vu.  You can have bright sunshine, and I will have warm showers brought to me by the Line Deputy.  You are a GEM, and now they all belong to you.  Love, Hope

Fun With Sexuality

ESG JOE, yes you should have hired me to be your secretary.  If you got a little delusional and hallucinating around me, I would just ask you to put on the handcuffs with you sitting on a chair and we would play an intel game where you give me the proper truths for sexual servicing.  Okay maybe it is BETTER than people speak of.  My confidence is unique.  It is a REALM thing and my sensitivity.  I guess you would need a BJ and then a three way with me massaging your shoulders and your number two givng you a 20 minute soft sucking and suckiling of your testicles.  The answer would be BLUE.  It is your favorite color.

Politics and Comedy

John you are not a pawn.  I have to have and eagle eye today handling all levels, but mainly politics and comedy.  I need no one to look my way and get any sadistic brilliant ideas.  That does include you.  The equation of demonic is that it goes to smash and slash innocense and pure comedy as soon as it is discovered.  I've had enough blows to the head, I do not need anymore of that all today.  Toe touch not today.  Focus.  Do not live in fantasy.  Use your brain and figure out the puzzle of Hibbing, MN, all on your own.  How is it linked to COMEDY and NATIONAL POLITICS? 

BIRTH of Comic

Okay Dick, I swam, now you can too.  You are not ready for prime time players, but 2 season's from now, I will have you be Saturday Night Live's Season Premiere guest.  MoCollins will be made lead COMEDIANNE at that time from then to hell eternity.  Dick I then make your paid employment SNL chairman.  Loren Michaels will be imprisoned with his BROTHER (full), Bernie Maddoff.  You, Dick, are the comic who will KILL actually, very legally, with your satanism.  I will be your musical guest, if you wish at the end of the show, and I will sing Univited A Capella with only you in the audience, and you must clap.  We exit center stage together.

Educating LD

Line Deputy, you got MUSIC today.  Feel the beat of a true heart in you.  I kiss the spot and you see it emerge.  Thoughts to snuff out my light are strong, but we make it 20 seconds into a slow dance.  There is a lot going on all at one time.  The walls in my mind are under attack today.  Just know that that did not happen with you.  You just looked like a completely different baliff that day.  It did not help that Penn of Penn and Teller started working open as a paralegal in Judge Collins court while this was all happening.  He is such a nasty crack addict.  I knew that the person looked exactly like him, but I never asked or verbalized just out of fatigue.  Today it must matter.  Keep him Vegas, out of LA or birds will freeze actually.  He is tall, a little heavy, with brown hair and pony tail.  My ex helped him get in there.  I think of you kindly LD, maybe you could do the same for me.

Bounce the Ball My Way

I sink or swim every time I go by the YWCA.  I think that this BRICK made her best of those 15 minutes or less.  600 meters ain't much, but at that level of resistance it was a world record.  Heavyweight champion in my body with multi rhino charge before.  My mind is just that strong.  No breaks.  That is my way.  I know when to compete and when to lay flat under the wires.  ROMEO is two and I see you plotting a revenge.  Let it go.  My weight is a little higher, but it "makes sense."  I was stalked by and showered with two Russian Kabbalists (speaking Russian to see if I understood).  They have expertise I need and they are boundaried.  I prepared for their voyeristic inspection by showing in the nude in the open area.  It is better than rape in the street to see if my tattoo is Russian or Hebrew.  It is Tibetan, bitches.  Let me go about my day and be something you see, but cannot understand in a healthy way.  Go boundary YUM and FEEL something on your tongue.  I now know the "game" and it is full on war against body of me anyone who will stand up with me.  You two could take some weight ladies.  It is better than decapitation.  Boo number two, I loved your second sight.  This is just not right, but I can't get out until everything is understood by YOU and not Dunlop's betrayel form of 'justice" for me.  Lovely analogies I need to communicate with you do to the nature of the web and your own mentia.  I feel to this Adele song and I see you as friendly in this form moment.  Tomorrow may be more like a crashed ice course.  There will be a pleasure in looking at my grand planning to create a safe way for beings to collide and contemplate.  Root for two, nobody does, but us it is a root system for polygamy.  Root with me, Dunlop Dunlop Dunlop.  Take out wrestling teams today.  Number two will work on female basketball.

Losing Lust, Gaining Trust

There is oil in the soil.  I listen and find a coma for me in the chair.  I have been in commas twice, from spotcheck overdose.  Links of station are ruined in this moment as necromancy of me becomes not just popular, but regal.  My body spirit connection is strong, but I release without entering another realm.  That realm was not active until a few years ago.  Drool is not cool, but boy did they know that they were cruel.  Pieces of me here and there and scaples everywhere.  I will not be distracted by a bar challange, I answer the songbird who seeks to know nightingale and quayle.  They are just dirty, sexual, birds (people who repeat negative, untrue statements, about others).  I am about to walk through a door gate.  No more speech around me that is unclean.  Their cruelty to others will be infinity.  I submit and handle most of it, but a new moon is rising.  I share and prepare the troops for battle, at the same time.  Without my medals, id.s, and uniforms, I PROVE I am Military and Academia at the same time.  I require Artistry from you, the student, to lock down and triangulate your crave past sexuality.  I think that that is the point of today.

Letterman Over Me

I just downloaded some System of the Down and Korn.  Johnathon from Korn is a certified mortition and has been half his life.  How can they miss out on that fact on his Wikipedia profile?  Johnothan, do not look back.  I was there, I did care, and stayed out of it in the corner.  HE haunts you.  Go to Indy and become, first The Coronor today and in a week visit IUPUI law school and med school in one day and commence to Medical Examiner.  Search out the disease that is killing in Indy at this time.  I think that it is a fatal case of herpes which is spread from one family to another vaginally or other genitallia.  It is actually a heart attack and brain anerism that occur simultaneously as a result of actually FEELING SHAME for having incestuous relationships for a lifetime.  THEY love it.  I do not.  All of mine is repressed memory.  How about if you find a copy of Courage to Heal and burn it for me in Indy's city morgue.  I believed it was real for others, not me.  I just had faith to continue my work, and now I do too.  Maybe, this afternoon, I want to say THANK YOU to Ryan for tryin'.  I need more than a sounding board.  I need a conduit for David Letterman who can help him deal with his shame about me.  I met him, unconsciously, when I was in third grade, at Langley.  He knew, in the end, that he would be assigned to me as an admin.  He also knew that every act against me would be paid back ten fold.  The time has come to become Russian.  We work with others to gather intel and evidence, actually, especially against police and coworkers.  I sit slaughtered, daily, underneath.  My heart beats today, but Greg, no one will ever believe that you were ever even part of the ho show in Edinborough through St. Andrews.  Mr. Letterman is just a man I see on TV, and I feel he has a skill set that will be useful in the future.  I really don't know him at all.  Maybe he is just A Freak on a Leash.

Dunlop Be A Saint Tonight

I love to love you baby, but you are wicked tonight.  I will just say what is on your mind and tell you that voices are not good.  Do what you should or get dismissed.  I'm dealing with the Russians and you cannot come with me.  You are too ordinary.  You seek not a dream or an artistry.  That is what they feel.  How about you?  Can you compete and be complete.  I strive to be complete about me and Pete and you fall short.  It is okay to be all and nothing in your mind, but remember who God is and that you do not know him properly.  I am here traveling until the time comes for the River Styx ferrymen to take me away.  I see that I am worth nothing today.  You are an addict of deceit, and you will repeat.  Same thing, different being.  I should be lying here bleeding.  Oahu crew tunnel through and dose some 1970 reality.  They will not let me speak and I am bleeding out this week.  I have had more than one war, and I need the freedom to relate to those sides of myself.  I pray, Chris, for your kiss tonight.

I Say MINE Today

I will be prophecy if you want me to.  Peace in vicnity and hell on the internet.  I am able to contain the insane of all of you.  Being numb in certain ways, I see a jaundiced soldier just walk by fast and close and I sit motionless.  He is Hep B and really needs to go to Park Nicollet before anyone notices.  Different countries different choices.  Hep C is the prophecy chain of Somalia.  I choose to be me and be purity.  Like it or not, I am perfect loyalty, and now I open my arms to Russia to triangulate a zone of protection around me.  Triangulation is necessary for top when betrayal by all populations has been firmly proven for at least a five year period of time.  I am loyal to them as well.  I notice and write about them later.  It is perfect for Chekov and Rastbutin.  My brother exists as a one to be.  He is the reincarnation of Csar Peter.  One day he will be COMEDY of Russia, actually.  That csar had a child quality and was like a jester for the court when he would appear black faced and unrecognized.  He could say anything and then go into the woods for a few days to sleep it off.  Absynth was his poison at the time.  O.R. you were his OAK TREE there so no one noticed he was gone and not sleeping vampirically in his chamber.  Love history, love me properly and NEVER question the realities I see.  Disease is all you will know and blindness is all you will see.

Just an Observation

I have powered up my blogger and I am again across form the Army Career Center in Knollwood Mall.  It seems pretty nothing to see, but I know that there is more in front of me than that.  I compare souls coming through and it is you Mr. Ryan, I am talking to.  He is a broadcasting Ryan who goes by a different name.  I discuss with you the sickness, how quick it can take hold.  Sadistic sexuality will break into detailed torture lists and chains.  No one will listen to the reality that as the cock rises with the sun, pain is beginning to be felt by everyone.  ER's will be flooded if we don't just admit patients who present pain needs there, to psych immediately for a 7 day lock down observation.  The diagnosis will be chronic psychotic schizophrenia.  A new diagnosis for their evil.  Be stern Ryan because they need to not know you are talking to me at all.  You have freedom to be, but this site is retrieveable even if I press delete or revert to draft.  So when I came today there were only 2 "army" men in the center and then two high school seniors.  A little early to recruit those two.  At a certain point they walked away together and came back about 30 minutes later.  It just seemed odd.

Butterfly to All of You

If I knew on Oahu, I never would have survived.  None of you feel.  You fake everything for me and for tv.  Many hours spent down low practicing solitary witchcraft, primarily.  You all exist as child molesters and verbal abusers to children, and the kids like it.  I BELIEVED, I really did that we had a society and world where pain was real, and the desire to relieve it was as well.  Well pain has always been a reality for me, but speaking of it only takes my energy.  I feel a monster click coming through doing a course review seeing what pain and shame mean to me.  DAUGHTER will result as my code in their eyes.  Selfishness always put aside to relieve even the smallest WWE wrist sprain.  It is not ok, but I take it today so that future locks exist in my society.  Sail a vessel like a modern bus in Mpls/ St. Paul and you may become a Mosesy Noah in just one meeting.  I salute you, dear sir.  Keep your mission clear and calm my mind when I sleep.

My Bus Gus

She she she is the liquid acoustic movement around me, and then my heart.  It beats through the roar whispers of knives in my back.  They will find a true noose in society for the topics they choose.  Power is in thought idea finding a sticking point in the heart.  The guilty will have no place to hide.  Being two faced will be even worse.  Witchcraft begins the tongue wagging.  I feel left by the side of the way and charged in the same day.  Looking in the looking glass I find the vision you all see.  It is a little askew of reality.  My time is about to come to be, but today was a quiet tribal surrender to the bloaks behind the counter.  Just know that the men I serenade DO NOT like to surrender, EVER.  Beautiful is my imagery and few has ever told me with true emotion and insight.  Bus be a gus I can count on every day writing along your way.  My first book in school was PUG.  Maybe this entry can be your second.

Ukraine Solution DOC Moscow

Da Ukraine.  I found you.  Buses in The Twin Cities hold the strangest answers.  You will back the attack.  Behind every man's eyes in my vicinity you will be.  That is what you want, just to be.  I see yee, and know that you are mighty.  Russia needs a boundary maker who hates Russia and Russians.  Their kids, their teeth, their paraphenalia, and their aged ones.  You silently sat with me as I transmuted disease for yee, and yee for me.  It was sweet.  You sent a message of war, bombs everywhere, but serene for me.  In this space you say, "How can it be that it have been such harrowing evil each day with no man stepping up to get you out?  You are precious and dear.  This vicinity is so diseased that I barely see.  It is more than no conscience or greed.  It is pure solid unadulterated evil.  I will make a doll for that."  You meet me today I for you you for me just as we were dressed just for fun.  I make you free, not part of Gepeto skeme.  Today, I cut off your collar, and bring you to the stream to feed.  Enjoy the sweet toes on my feet saying, "How do you do Mr. Meat?"  Butchery will handle all of it.  You can be vegan if you want to.  Top LAW ENFORCEMENT MOSCOW is what I make you today.  That gives you the keys to all correctional facilities in the area.  You are owner of these BRICK STRUCTURES and everything and one within.

Staff Sargeant Report

Staff Sargeant Report       1521  1/22/13

7 Officers sitting around or on computers.  I entered office and was quickly eshewed even though they were not handling governmental business.  I did, franky, feel threatened.  Soon arrest.  Threat to community.  Search of backpacks, daily, by MALL SECURITY.  Lead, in speech, was unstable in the realm of cordiallity.  Psychotropics ordered for him ASAP.  All others will start next week.

Dr. Jennifer K. Mayer 112

Listening to the Tree

What do you wish?  I seal you with a kiss.  You are avoidant and complex in your own mind.  I bring you flowers and butterflies, and you chop my head off on a tree stump.  I used to find a protective romanticism in you, but now you are just a boy in blue out their who just made HOMICIDE.  Investigate your own death today, at that Army Recruiting Center.  That man was Minneapolis Police, but now he will never make Homicide Detective.  Shuttle cases you don't want to TOUCH his way through a Robbery/ Homicide Department here in St. Louis Park and use my new Psychiatrist/ Medical Examiner on those as well.  Busy hands create less "mischief."  I am supreme in my forgiving of all of you three.  I just need you all away from me.  Collapse has been in the air this week.  Be men and carry your own weight again.  I feel not, but I do see.  Take your bodies away from me.

Homicide My Way

Homicide is tracking today.  OR they are not happy with you.  They lost one of theirs in that hospitalization that I met you on.  They do hear what you have been saying, and YOU, fine sir, are the total raving law enforcement/ military idiot.  All my leads check out.  I have been working 24 hours a day, of late, to catch all the balls that are falling from the air.  She really got hurt this morning when a nail was forced backward, and she kept going anyway.  She got rhino charged, at McDonald's, and she went to catch the bus anyway.  What more do you expect?  You better get into that office tonight or WE will find you and charge you with murder for the last 30 days.  These charges are real.  Get her out or get out of vicnity.  She has too much work already with the news caster industry.  THAT is part of her family history, not DOC.  Her arrests were not just erased.  They were never recorded.  She was undercover the whole time.  We are not police that help people, so do not contact.  She knows to respect our privacy, our time, and our patience by staying away until it got presidential.  GO HOPE.  The only creature with true boundaries and self control.

Relief

The fear, the brush strokes of Carmel on my face and spine.  The doings of a Corporation on my sight and being.  There is no success in this moment.  I sit as slave and see no means to free even my toes.  It is one after the other.  I must feal the paranoia of nations.   I see a fearful stance and absolve it to not birth that emotion into the world.  Those who claim lack of understanding and vicious and cruel torturers.  They will hang from the gallows of public opinion soon enough.  White women need to be suquestered with white women AWAY from me.  I have been their possession for far too long.  No kneeling will create an observance of a clean soul in view.  Pounding upon me is also the invisible of Latino.  I urge that zone to be clean in their own placing of Mexico City.  Sin is every beating heart around me for this aching 42 years.  I try to describe thus to not feel rage in this time and space.  I am trying to wake the dead so that we can just have humor to all who are here and there pushing back my tiger entrance.  I will have victory, but I need my Hephestes.  I don't feel so Aphrodite, but maybe it is the opposite, in form, that is goddess of beauty to this underworld warrior.  When I go, your hearts of stone will be vicious again and again.  We will sleep without sin in vicinity.  He will hang me to free my spine.  He will tie me to stop the seizing.  Lots of mortality will be found in our vicinity, but not for us.  We will be read as dead and working at the same time.  No more cracking of my skull, no more bleeding brain and grey matter strain.  I will jump into the River Styx with thoughts of Muncie.  The deathy Wolf Dog on the thick chain will swim and lick me again and again.  Water will be clean serene from Water Tower of Carmel, IN.  Fill a chalice and let's commit to a skeme of loving it against the grain.

I Put My Trust In You

The footprints in my mind lead me to the doors of Smokey bones today.  It was a historical building so we could not alter the steps.  They had a little hiccup step.  It was so unsafe, we had to have a really good handicapped ramp.  That really is a great analogy for my time with Darden Corporation.  The woodwork was gorgeous and the staff related fairly well even though they were very different.  I guess that that was a surface current.  I kept my head down and just did my job.  I did not question the realities that people presented to me.  If there was a kindness, I just took it as that.  I knew when to come and I knew when to leave.  My heart aches over mean, and so I use all of what might be called "psychic" abilities on leaving before verbal abuse starts.  Moon and stars were determined by the cruelest of the cruel, The House of Azreal, the Archangel of Death.  I know now that this helped me understand "friend", but that there are no angels.  It is a disease of less evil, verbally.  I wish not to go into my time there, but I wrote to Oscar today, the General Manager of that musical mess.  In the end it doesn't even matter.

Hair Terror

The faucet runs with warm water.  I wet my toothbrush and begin my grooming process for the day.  So much fear of late.  I pick up my hairbrush and I begin to brush through my whole head.  My hair relents and is lost in clumpsfull to the brush.  At this rate, I will probably be bald in two to three weeks.  No one will listen to me.  These pscyaitrists and nurse practitioners are killing me.  2000 mg Depakote and 800 mg Seroquel XR, daily, is not psychiatry.  It is torture and death especially on a gastric bypass patient.  I am terrified to talk about my hair because it makes it more real to me and I fear the akathesia causing drugs even more like Risperidal.  It is actually listed as a CIA torture drug.  I become more diseased looking every day.  I am so ugly.  My face is so puffy and white.  I have had to have faith for such a long time.  There is no ceasing.  There will be no question what you all have done after this week.  A bit askew, a media interest did finally contact me.  It is terrifying to contact because I fear the contact, by them, of psychiatry who threatens to institutionalize me.

Hidden Interests

As I grope in my environment to find my breath, I see many who are feeling the ship tipping and threatening to sink.  The mistakes of Smokey Bones will not be made by Buffalo Wild Wings.  I  will officially acquire it for the British Corporation Darden today.  Servers have to live off of tips, and corp will pay their taxes minus social security.  Batenders will be paid one dollar a day.  Servers must tip out to the cent or they will be terminated immediately.  Darden owns Olive Garden and Red Lobster at this time.  They have become so greedy.  They will have to Latino light and heat those spaces energetically.  Service is iffy.  We may start over next week.  Buffalo Wild Wings gives us a full store of trained staff to start with.  If you are terminated from Olive Garden, especially management, you will be, at first, just incarcerated in Stillwater for a year.  Good luck BW3 crew.  Darden Chief CEO and CFO, Jennifer K. Mayer Esq.

Breaking in the Every Day

I am really here.  There was difficulty.  You, TB, do know the difficulty of Golden Valley and Indianapolis.  I walked in the darkness, but worked to show a smile of light.  It is not here and there.  There is a loss every day, and I work to understand gain.  I cannot express here what I wish to say.  You hold the keys of many today, and I roar in the darkness for release.  You give me such a fright morning, noon, and night.  There is a storm rising and many will see eyes on the horizen because you refuse to listen to me when I say no and stop.  Dreams and agaonies are real, and your excuses and just plain enjoyment of my pain are down payments on a villa in an italian hell dimension you cannot see.  Flip your switch or you will be held accountable for the whole day.  I wish not to repeat today.  Please back away.

To Lead the Drums

Irish, the drummers in Indy that day were actually Scottish and linked to Shaemus from the WWE.  They had full kilts you see.  I took them from Ike and Jones' to The WIld Beaver (me dancing and them drumming) where I got them up on the bar pounding it out like rock stars.  It was just something that happened.  Shaemus lies, like them.  He is Scotish.  There is no Irish brogue.  It is Scotish Brogue.  That night was so much fun.  I just feel a merger of spirit with fire.  Everyone just needs to know that I do not have tunnel through ability, but all of you do.  Stop using it.  Be yourselves and blossum into The Wild Orchids you all are.

Burning in the Night

Fire burns itself into a mist today.  I see the eyes of the host, and the endearing crew of Indy.  The blaze of the Beaver and the one night of South Dakota on me.  Being in me was even better than just taking a sneak peak at my firetrap complex.  The Colonial was world famous with its mystical lights downstairs.  He held me and we spoke and I encouraged him to go back to his hotel.  The state of a ring, I cannot remember, but I do know that he was special.  It was Muncie that called fire to me, but it was Indy that I actually spoke to and was assisted by firemen.  I got to meet the tag team fire chiefs at the official union fire bar.  They just let me in one night after work.  I was exhausted and led to go there.  The Union hall was down the street.  I felt the spirits of both of my grandfathers there.  There was so much these men did not share with family and community.  I now feel a similarity.  Fire explodes and recedes around me, but the relation of fighter to flame became linked to acts of culmination around me in Muncie.  So much greed, and me forced to tend to every need, left the town liable for a shutdown of all federal servicies.  That is why I was able to leave.  There is never mercy around me.  I would just say Starbucks crew, I love you.  You are the most good looking and compassionate firefighters that have ever existed.  There was nothing you could have done about what happened in that ambulance.  When I reported, if you would have intervened, you would have felt shame, and that is dangerous to me at that point in the game.  Today, grab a ball and throw it in the hall.  I am not fire to you.  We will have a top crew, but explosives need a new check check in witchery land.  We will use fire base on ENERGY PARK DRIVE in St. Paul.  Welcome the Irish crew that is coming through.  They are a lot like you, and thus I will not say.  They are in YOUR vicinity.  I am at the MOA. (Train thought MOA plan to you, check check).

Witchery of Tree

Witchery I bring to yee.  See the tree with a form in the branches.  The moon enchances every quick and demonic movement.  Death is there and should be in the soil, actually.  I kiss you beside this mammouth machine of the unclean.  Bring it back before it attacks.  I see the solid black in your eyes.  I will marry the night, but be in view for they will take me to the depths of a place of dispair and disease.  Living in the realm of antigravity, brings a singing and dancing that is inhuman and causes pain.  People see nothing, I do.  Their hair is a mess or teeth esckew.  Their lies to themselves, unconsciously now come to be form.  Uglier every day are the ogars heaving and hoing in this space and place.  I ring the bell and make a rat the meal for this dinnertime in hell.

Prepare for THE FOX

I work to see clearly.  Vicinity is blurry with evil, but for me, it is depression and sometimes axiety.  Food and pop are the only elixers right now.  Sherrif officer came by this morning about 11:30 am.  I see him accurately, they do not.  Paperwork not official because it was not in unsealed legal envelop.  The nitty gritty is that I am a kitty until an adoption is complete.  It will be the experiment of witchery (tag teams) separate from me.  Last night was difficult, but I am in one piece.  Mt artistry is down today, but I will go to the Timberwolves tonight.  We are going to get tickets right before on Stub HUB.  Hopefully everything goes well.  A housemate went to hospital last night.  I hope that he returns soon.  Exhaustion high, please keep up.  I am now so boa it is scarey.  In future, I will not eat for months at a time.  Now is the opposite.  An isolation from the land of food is PEACE to me.  Please do not pathologize me.  Snakes consume huge prey and then go for months free from the need to eat.  Know that is me.  I might start to strangle your lungs if you don't stop not keeping up with me.  FOCUS.  Learn, do not feel.  The great mystery is about to be revealed.

Slipknot Music Yes, Meet Me NO

The range is strange.  I pull through the lists and find some country and boundary those arrogant entities with some SLIPKNOT.  The fellas of that band were a little stalky in Indy, Richard.  They came for a party, I wasn't invited so I didn't go, and they tore up our Restaurant (Bearcats, The Stutz Bldg.  old car factory.  VERY CHICHI).   I picked Rascal Flats Bless the Road and it was beautiful.  I see the mire pretty clearly at this moment, but all environments feel tested and penetrated with violance and fatigue.  I stay calm and see the words in front of me.  I work to create from a nothing place and be beautiful when it feels impossible.  The last guy that I kind of dated once looked me in the eye and told me that no one wanted to talk to me about my artistry because I was boring.  The boring he is going to feel starting today will be like a sword through his chest.  States of matter are in flux and he pulls that shit on me.  I guess I shoot and punch through my eye sockets.  Don't pull the same play or you will find yourself BLIND today.  There is a piece of him in you.  Clear out the disease that is not you, or slowly you will slip away every day.  The answer is YES.  I can be the tree post ceremony.  I will be wee and I will vanquish the witchery from yee in this way.  I end the prose event by becoming a red rose with a solid stick vine stem.  I mean what I say, but not they.  Research quick because you are sick and one slip will end you at Levinworth.  I cannot help you from there.  You must be perfect, and that type of violence I do consider as cheating.  What you seek is the same from me, and you will never stop if you do it simultaneously with my imagery from this witchery IRTS facility.

Mortal Mechanisms

Running the horses of a mate's mind takes the right leather in the straps, and the right length.  Being cruel gets only an empty set.  It is the zero of you.  Letting the charge of fluids not healthy to the human mind go, is the way to hand an emancipation paddle to that being.  I see little today so I smoke a menthal cigarette.  Upset are they, that I cannot work like a little tin soldier every day.  He is not lurking, all of you are.  Being in the land of mechanisms of the unseen mind, I must just strive for Pole Position and leave the vicinity when the brown of the inhumane approaches.  Yes I speak of the cruelty.  I keep it clipped and vague, but torturers in the Middle East are on their knees at your avarice for brutality, rage, and dehumilitization.  I concentrate on the leather and wielding the power of words to keep one knight on the page in vicnity.  He is not like any of yee, and he will prevail.  We do understand that timing is everything, but he stays by my side, spiritually.  Thank you, sir.  Delusion is theirs.  You now live in a land of faith and belief.  It is holy and you will find infinity release.  Drive safely.

So Glad to Have Your Eyes Only

Hades is not carnage.  It is a stopping point for me and yee.  Stalking is getting pretty heavy.  I have this head Chearokee that appears at HCMC when I am in vicinity.  He looks exactly like Gene Simmons.  He is a little creepy.  There is a woman that I had a draining "friendship" with years ago.  I saw her at Target St. Louis Park yesterday and I scurried away.  Today I am running into all of these women who look like her and have a charge.  It means she is in vicinity, doing LSD, and tunnelling through.  Her vision was not accurate thus no one will believe her cackling voice ever again.  Her daughter was tunneling through as well.  Guns are getting to be a real concern.  Keep them out of vicinity (Somali hands and Rep. Kieth Ellison) and my IRTS facility.  Pete I suggest a simple lock box without a key.  Bang open if you need to.  Corey stay away or the gays will play for eternity.  I KNOW you were not in FL when that designer was killed.  Quit lying to everybody.  Intel in me does not mean intel out.  Everybody just keep your distance and we will be just fine.  Hey tall man, you can be a tree for a day or two if you need to.  It is not LSD, it is connection to me that is not snake.  It is not connection to community, especially gays.  I was being flippant at HCMC, but watch your ass every day.  Never let your guard down around sexuality or they have you.  Today it is delusional Navy SEAL from MOA dog handling section.  Ruff ruff, I'm there for you.  I write as quickly as I can to keep you in vicinity and on THE CASE OF THE MISSING SCOOBY DOO PEN.  Get that FBI file from Muncie, In, and read it actually.  It was written primarily by Freddie Prince JR.  It says who was in vicnity.  I related remotely, thus none of it was real to me.  Do not feel left out.  Get the answers you are looking for by finding my stolen weblogs (old blogger file, blog.com, and wordpress.com).  It is all me baby.  Love, Hope

Being the Being

My mind is encased in their mercury and I reach for yee.  Pretty is not a word that I hear, and beautiful is worse.  The cruelty extends to the beat of a noose every five seconds, but speaking of it is not possible.  No one will listen, and doing anything is worse.  The hammer slams into my skull if I speak up or skirm.  There is never a ceasing now, and I have to be perceived as normal somehow.  People on TV are so dramatic to me, I hold it in until the screams slip out with no other option. This space that I mind is lonely and always under seige.  To me they do not speak it, but once I leave their lips move in a brutal fallicious way.  If I heard all of their lies I would be aching all the time.  Even to write this, they speak of my paranoia because their cruelty is primarily witchcraft of all varieties.  I have dealt with it my entire life.  My study is vicinity and my knowings are true.  I respond, I do not practice, and it drives them crazy.  Women are an evil that cannot be contained on the page.  Men can be worse in their conduit betrayal.  I write to you, fair one, to find release.  They practice telepathically, this morning, up way too early the past 3 days, and I must just take it as they sit together planning my demise.  As I am present they cannot speak it into the air.  Start locking these mutants at Shakopee down and studying them.  Take notes, do not use a computer.  I need external study.  A hypothesis comes from intuition and observation.  A principle comes from researched truth.  A law comes from at least three different researchers repeated truth.  Let's just work on principles for now, so that you know that it is best not to publish this research.  We will use it in a comical way to go at these bitches and whores every day.  I have my methods.  I want you to bring yours.  If weird people try to get your attention in the street, and especially try to touch you, walk away or HE will play.  No one knows you, and I know your name is false.  I am actually glad to be up and working this early in the morning.  Thank you for the stopping of avarice my way.  I need to not be touched or even implied so.  Lie not to me, telepathically, but yet to everybody verbally.  You are very special to me.

Breaking the Ice

Hey Boo what up with yo?.  I feel an icy wind of delusion from media about you in general and other DOC.  Do not listen.  Be impermiable.  I love your hair that way.  Movie Dark Zero Thirty was long and blah blah in accuracy.  You see through.  Why help other people?  Agency ain't much of anything today.  Contact with any agency like that is futile.  Let's fight them comically.  Take out their imagery and sexuality.  I feel the constriction today.  The fear is not you.  See what they are doing.  Don't tell me.  I love your parady, unconsiously.  It's okay to be a little terrified that nothing is real.  Just know that your environment is real, and deal with that.  No LSD, crack, or PCP and you will W I N every time.  Encouragement is my forte.  Do you want to just be with me as I lie quietly in my chamber?  What can I do to quell the flutter?  I wish to be with yee.  To be free to know yee publically.  I sound my voice and hear your moan.  Waking separately draws from me an aching poetry.  People know not me.  I know not you.  Can we be a mercy to the wounds of the other without listening to another brother?  The words can mingle in that space in the heart that soothes and cools the atmosphere and finds me actually sleeping at night.

Forest Prayers

If we kneel to pray, can we hold back the stars? Are there spaces in our hearts that are knight and maiden fairly easily? Is there a code to our respite on this day? I see your smile and repeat a cardinal vision of lavander stream in your mind. Being in the forest, a pinecone can be our igniting seed we hold fast against the enemy. You and I cry not, but find a looming sadness of divinity. Your sweet caress under my dress is a mind place, but the answer is my hand to your heart. Country and village need our chastidy, and I can only love a steady hand at this time. I see other being firefly light in my vicinity. He captures and chains me in the basement to secure a sexual torture for eternity. I fought and freed myself. Let us not repeat. Victors we will be. No more ecstasy at my disgrace.

Description of Day

There is a gentle innocence that I can come to at times. The last two weeks I have lost that view of myself. I exist in an interstitial space. I am numb and beginning into the land of depression with no creation. I have no category cliches. I have no specialties or areas of interest. I try to bring through a being to bolster me tonight, but his illness makes it just a bit more than sick. Vicinities hold no energy for me. I think of Shaw. He rose and fell, but was a being in the thunder of my last residence. Empty set right now is his rating. I look in the mirror and I get uglier every day. My face is puffy and weight gain is always possible. My humor is gone, and I sit alone. There is no contact for me. At the end of the day, I steady my hand, and walk away.

Line of Dignity

Ho Hey, you are the fly. There is blood in your veins and you are a memory for me. I risk a venture and you pound my face with a hammer. Who do you do in the night? There are things that you cannot see. Blame is a gain that you call for. I am more about the flag and the sea. Being in vicnity has been hard for me, but there is much positive I have done that I am unaware of. Desersion is complete today. Even writing this tracks a loss of dignity. Why compare to beings that will never be more than demonry? It is an inferior state, but I must relate to survive until my time to come to be it reality. You glow, but I know that being state, and your mind is crisp and lean with unclean betrayel of a sophmoric nature. Maybe I stay away, but I am not antisocial. I am concentrating on more of a SETE project. Heart is not in your mind, sick sex is. I am not your forte. You want to do it all night and day. It is criminal at this point, so I suggest you use whatever you have got to stop. There is no attraction to an entity who so lacks in dignity.

Living It

Come with me by the sea. Your eyes are mine as I give them an aquamarine hue. Naughty nesslings have left you cruelty to me, but not brutality. Take my hand and see the oils that come to be. If you lay with me, you will lie about me. Deception is your game of Risk. I suggest we play battleship instead. It is a game that will not fuck with your head. My heart guards the secrets of war, by continuing to beat here in this space. No one wants the ideas that you all have in mind for even Osama Bin Lauden Day. Hello Honey means nothing for you. You are a beast between the couch coushins. Never I. Be that with a Navy tie, and we can talk. There is little left, but we can make something out of what is perceived. Be your degree and get 4 more this week and you can sleep on a ship deck with me to look at the stars and changing planets. Soothe yourself and then emotionally bow to me.

Bow to Pray

A hill rises to meet the sky. I lie with you and stare out the window pane. You caress my swollen skull. I repeat the numbers 1 to 10. I see you fine, and repeat the word MINE. Cherries appear in a bowl beside the bed. I touch them and realize that I have bled. There is blood coming out of your head. Your ear, it is queer. Grey matter does appear. I pass out, we die another day. Bird on windowsill wake me in pain, you sit in the corner chair with your gun again. I will write it away, and the moon will welcome a board my way. I leave for the lake saying it will be okay. You know the opposite is the reality of being the innocent being for satanistic now. After all of this I should be the size of a cow. Tomorrow I will move and listen. I will grow in strength and standing in the community, and so will you. We will do it as BLACK PANTHERS (embracing the unknown) do.

Das Va Dana

Rest in Peace is the Russian sentiment for the day. Find me the string and we will reconstruct a divinity of days of old. He journeyed in space and time. In Russia he was GENERAL, commander and chief, and dictator of sorts. In Hibbing, he was a HOBO WRANGLER. Violent deaths for them and all of the aristocrisy who did not agree with him. Da, G-G-pa they make fun of my BABUSHKA today. Russian night death of old. Leave them all out in the cold, like you would do with George, but not VAN. You took SWEDE name to be fame both places. Never listed with a profession. You loved it that way. Your atheist heart made you GOD of Caribou. Their eyes misted when they thought of you. They are linked to deer today, so stay away. I keep the legacy so silent. It is my star within. It will guard and never be crossed as a threshhold of life. Bears love me and stay away, but maybe just once, in AK that day. Be George at THAT bar and all your drinks will be free. VODKA only.

He and Me

I look at your toes and I wish to call you a rose. HEROINE is me, not the scene. Listen to my ballet and be my symmetry. Heart beat wisdom your way, but my child nature too. 3 is an age to be, and 36 is your chemistry. You fall into snake if you take too much time to tape. Don't think of rape, think of cotton before the gin. Feel the calm, not the trouble you are in. Take my hand and smile, and journey for a while. Bake cookies with me and use a timer so that they do not burn. We lie down by the tv and you hold me. This exchnge is about energy. Sweet chocolate is the end of that song.

Photosynthesis

My breath leads me to sit and see the sun in the winter sky. A past resonance of male figure-friend is now ruled a deception. I search not to search anymore than that. The pain, the constant pain is overrun by other pursuits and other relations. I see as much as a lilly should see. HE is calling me. It is a new lord today. I wish not to be bored today. Notes in a classroom, snickers behind the scenes. My opening was slow, but fast enough for me. I was the dream, but flooded by arrogance and the obscene. I know now, but still am not in the safety to feel the realities of the night, and now the day. Stay away is not a come on. I am the plant that did know the lack of water with leaves that stayed flush anyway. I am oxygen for all nations today.

Toes Above the Rest

Hey Tommy. What up, buttercup? Find me on my toes. St. Petersburg stretch partner. Full dance in dream as we sleep together. There is light there and perfection in the lengthening of limbs. Lift me just once. My audition for the Russian Royal Ballet was at Fairview Riverside Hospital with my partner Gavril(born in Moscow). His mother was the premiere ballerina at the time. We will see when we can pencil that in. Dreams can come true in just moments of time and we go back to coping with war. It is more subtle than the bitches and whores know. Just play them like a mutha fucka. Start with my brother and call him PETE on a landline. Change his listing in Duluth. Program his life "for community and self safety." I blow my whistle baby. Let's go. Whistle while you work it. Spit out that pagan soup and let's go get some beef that ain't KOBE. Angus is just right for me. Cadillac Grille would be a thrill. This Superbowl is too soon, maybe Valentines Day instead. Your head would be all ELEPHANT MAN because that is my ex-step father's actual birthday. We can be cultural in the Twin Cities, but we don't have to be. Everything rests on a key. Line Deputy needs to marry me, actually. It is so not an ogar thing to do. Just convince him that yee are the key and he is now impotent to stop you from gettin to the behind line first. Can't you use his malady to create a pleasant reality? Power to the part of you who accepted physical pain today in a toe stub incident.

Doing Our Homework

You are now my study buddy. We collect data in ecosystems of a socioeconomic manner. The basis of all thought at this level is greenery. It can be money or private islands in the sea. Romantically we are perfect, no charge at all. I can move more polar and bring up physics and you slide closer. We find it funny that wizardry got on tv and movie screens so early. It is now burned as a friendly, and we will destroy anyone who goes at my brother Pete. Talking is not our thing, oration is. Okay we do both, but not to each other. Can't we access true comedy and true comic form and timing. It is the elocution of the devil to the fundamentals around me. I give you a few moments of the twisted sexually around me from past, so that you even sit in your seat not touching me. I want you to want it that way, to be respectful, not rumored gay. We move in economy with the reality of scarcity in the mind of witchcraft. Let's light federal dollars on fire in a wizardry way of faith, not a masonry satanistic fiscal memory of times gone by. Drop the ball in Times Square to signify that the Dow Jones is really there. It is the land of entertainment and prosperity, not the witchery of demon forces, voices, and visions. What is sexy, is the economy, and is holy. TRULY sexy is what I focus your eye on. Maybe I care, but I am not there. This is where I need to be because you have all deserted, and I am not free. Hell is not just for minions David, it is all of you. Just focus on every day and know that imaginary crowds can never go away.

Apocolyptic Pit

I walk through the moments of thunder misunderstood. If you knew, we would be damned. Love is not a command, it is an exploration. Can it exist in this planet rotation? Having our bodies makes us vulnerable to their attacks. Even if we could seal off our minds and hearts cancer and amputation are just the beginning. I know the web. Peyton did journey with me that day, laughin all the way. I doubt he is laughing today. It is best that this TINY DANCER does not see he he he. What jumble will be a superbowl that everyone knows is fake? Chagrin on vicinity is Peyton, exploding the sky and sun is Eli. Gods at birth, they will now have their way with all of football nation before any of you have a degree, and thus proess over them, scientifically, with sorcery. See the soft goodness of my former cat Triumph. She packs a few more pounds on today as we say SKOL. No cancer is her answer, she is actually quite vein. Rubdowns by me are essential to keep her that way. Arrogance to arrogance to people we need to clear of our vicinity. Start with the deer.

Whatever Spiderman

There is very little I have to say today and I feel my spidey senses are down. I move with the wind, and protect my core with the sun. Negativity is afloat around me, and my dreams are terrifying. What happened there affects me every day? I am supposed to forget that which I cannot remember fully. I don't wish to see the part of me that shows evil to evil. I stay calm, but I raise my voice when necessary. All of the fronts of university, government, heredity, and military are strong, but I now see through the thoughts you all provide in my head and how you always climbed into my bed. The governmental I have chosen to touch the lilly pad with is Congressman Paul Ryan. In the future I will know why. He is an evil like my dad that I cannot see, but he keeps it away from me. Today he did not. Touch the stone of evil, become an amulet for Christ buddy. You know not witchery, stay away from me. I am not an art project for yee. I journey quickly and at the absurdly perfect time. Congress will be in session for another week, and then my Line Deputy will take over the buildings before you all bring vermin, especially bed bugs to the vicinity. Your level of retardation cannot be measured, so we just eliminate the threat and clense the vicinity. The Supreme Court is left for me and he.

Edict for Me

In this moment I feel the spice of science, not the knights and horses of a projected reneissance. In my memory, there was no day that signaled the knowing of a royal way. I now am thinking of the "no" that I must put out there at this time. Be productive around me, or get out. No feeling down due to my choice of suitors or friends. If I say out, leave. Find your own destiny. It was never me. If I extend a hand, be all there or jump off the lemming cliff with the others. No tests, only the certainty of my heart. You all have no head start. Evil has decayed your hearts. Animals have voted today and have journeyed along my way with great excitement and joy. I no longer wish to be nice. I awake something in people that is something that they could find in themselves if they had studied hard enough in school. Lazy as a people, are all of yee. I move in the realm of energy, and find as many posibilities as I can each day. Draw a line and you will be fine.

Understanding Space

There are many departments at the U of MN. I will find some lectures to go to when the end of the month comes. I am going through the hills and valleys of Parker Place. That street sign is only for me. Mystery Science Space 3000 and Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy was Diann Breezee. I never partook. I have tried the mutant system at MIT, but they exist parsecs from me. I now see that Astronomy is Satanism in form, AstroPhysics is witchcraft (all varieties), and Quantum Physics is wizardry (mainly American, some British). Alchemy brings a moon together with a planet and always yeilds unwanted and senseless destruction. Alchemists wish to build, thus this space version of their science does not exist. Philosiphy is raging as a bull above all of these holding them together so that old sci fi and wierd sci fi narration never takes ahold in our nation. It is a warlockery that I never want to see. I bequeath the original films to Russia today, and they can decide for themselves. For that time and space it was "Appalachian" and Ukrainian witchcraft.

Research in this Space

Philosophy black today is the prevelance of place to be sentient and free. Join with university, and get on one knee. We worship the night predominantly and feel its sensuality. It a moment of czarina luster I am the bluster. Csar Peter, carry me, take me to your tomb, and let me feel the cold, warming walls with a blindfold on. See the magnets around me, and our magnetism naturally. It is the wheel of atom that we construct in your vicinity. The systems of thought tend to be completely entangled in unknowing reckonings of nothing toward me. They think, I hurt. They be cruel, I hide my pain. They surround me, I breathe. Technology will cease to be, soon. McDonald's (24th St. and Nicollet Ave.) is like a distant moon. Do not buy all new or it will be irreplaceable soon. Learn your systems today, for DARWIN (female top swede witchcraft) is rising as we speak. She will take the internet to make you upset. Her mate will cut all of you off at just the right moment to stop her. Maybe I sing them a love melody as they work in different "labs" from myself, and from each other. Our next rover will named DARWIN and then her witchcraft will extend up their as well. If you thought that your gas was bad now, just wait until then. Idea begets belief. Belief begets change and manifestation. I hear and put in memory centers. Points converge in vicinities and bang things happen. I am an orator in the silence, but a researcher in every dark space. I love you oneling. One day, maybe a phrase your way.

Bang Bang

I see the light in a blur complex matrix around my body. I am confused and befuddled. I feel that something happened last night, but my recollection was going to bed at 10:50 until this morning. Everything about today is exhaustion. I love your lips and hair is the phrase of the day. Can't I just want you both to be happy, and wish hell for the Line Deputy on this New Years. Small cars and outer limits. The Mormons went out with a bang. See it just as it is. It is no real news and it is nothing to think about years from now. I back away today because Dunlop has made us all a little more sensitive.