I don't know who they are ~ they leave out glass and stalk me with Gurdjieff mustaches so certain political action groups are involved: Hancor, Graham Foundation, Hidden Pun, The Beatles, Geffen, Carnegie Mellon (a school with the largest and most singular on campus defense expenditure in the world, where Godspell originated, CMU, a Church-Military Unit from the bygone tragedy of Reagan called SEI or Software Engineering Institute), a time and tide of Clinton, with remorseless old fool Donald Trump acting as human auctioneer in a duel of his spiteful overreaching. I'm sure the idea is Obama Faith Culture, something no matter who wins he has in common with Santorum and Romney.
Dialoguing with sophomores is very fun in the main, insightful, often vigorous training in the usual insights, belief versus belief, but when truth is inadmissible, it gets draining. Rivals. The question of conflict is now very real.
Ironically, what this group has actually done is a form of dialectical materialism intended to disprove the notion that the meek shall inherit the earth. This bitter crunch is the root of faithless Reagan's Armeggedon machine masked as Jesus Hitlerism, which they called tough love from their fanged faces and the nature of reality behind your backs. It rankled bad enough that the play proceeded very smoothly but look, Gracious One, where to.
The question is a claim of therapy cloaking malicious organized crime by the fascists who released the Onslaught. I was not jealous, tortured. You are talking about a symptom.
Now, what Strub did is the most important thing because he gave himself HIV to secure the profiteering dimension for the cult responsible and with the blessings of Ringo Starr, so how far back does Ringo Starr have a hidden hand in the originization of the mess? Did the Beatles as now construed to be a holding company do it, comply or falsify in some dishonorable, pragmatic or surrender due deadly terror?
The Lennon offspring may have gotten into this mess because they are taught no animosity holds weight due that they are sacred beings. So how do they argue their point? They say: The AIDS Combine have a right to a defense, more to the point, an illegal defense, an aggressive stance. Victory. They've called me low, because they are. They left me no choice but to appear low seeking to investigate their vicious, headstrong, improper construction. It's up to us, says Owen Riley like some mountebank Lord of the Flies. They're getting by hypocrisy on charisma. Listen to how this mongoloid Hitler from Seattle Public Library behaves, eyeing my money when you mother fuckers owe me millions. How dare you do this to somebody?
Peer pride is a thing of the past. It was gimcrack he goes to torture me, release AIDS, torture me some more and say how crooked I am all confused, no one like knows who it is or who all it is pushing high risk to bedlam. Trickster. I have evidence for it. What's with the poisoning my belly? I'm sure they chose Prilosec for pretty low zeke, because I called a ratfink shneesh. Calling someone who rapes you a nigger may be objectionable but it has the benefit of being understandable. Obama's calling card is the sick idea: You called me a nigger that means I GIT to rape you.
It's pointless to plead neurotrauma, which is the truth, with such a fucking asshole.
What they claimed was Therapy was vampiric exploitation by the AIDS Combine.
How you like them apples?
They were all so eager to lie for Arnold's Leslie nuclear cats game. Like those pigfuckers had a right to design such a extremism, berzerker, murdering, total war Pussyball Game! The buddy system is a dialectic on slave labors extorted by organized criminals in the mainstream establishment putting scarcity to work. The Auto-Tripartite is a prosperity wheel, not social evolution. That is why I do not accept what they're doing. Doing slave labors for good people in need when you are badly disabled is bad enough; smacks of a dishonorable, foreign society. Doing them for Hitler is outrageous.
Love is all you need, they say, but it helps to be able to clean a disgusto bathtub like the one I found with Lisa Miles. We're finally on our own.
Denounce London Now!
Peer pride is so hard to come by. Like I have this sicko assassin shrink who stares at me in my house, trying to prove I'm a pig pen violating Yoko Ono's take-your-shoes-off-please Zipango style by causing a shoe to lip vector for household mildew. It reminds me of some woman in Playboy nude interview goes, "My turnoffs? Handiwipes after sex." Well, that's me. Cleaner than you. A turn off. So turn it off.
Play like is what Kasperowski used to tell the chicks, I'm sure, a wrangler, like Penis Penis Gabriel.