Hard issues in semiotics tend to evade thematic essaying. This leaves whole swaths of airtime that get left to irrational forces, some of them vital to effective domination, unaddressed. In a defense from the Harkin Taliban and unprovoked superpower ultraclass hatecraft such oversight is potentially deadly. The script they say is accurate in depicting me and yet it predates the virus, so saying the crime wasn't scripted is asinine. This is a chilling example of what I mean when I say you cannot reason with accomplice. So my goal isn't to reason with them, but instead to identify them. Trying to uncloak a biollionaire trapper with a bounty on your head before you know why has proven impossible because it would be impossible to find a legal mechanism to sue these gods of the power structure for libel, torture, rape and mass murder for cheap thrills. In a social of politicians who would allow appointment of Federal judges and Attorney Generals by a war criminal you find Obama's senior class president approach to political coorectness. His games are said to be in better taste.
The catch me if you can style of Hitler's partnership with The McCartney Estate has been irrationally productive if despoiling of an innocent soul. The letters were sent to me as future homework by powerful superkillers who made sure that I would not be able to cope with them at age twelve. It was ignoble to validate. Irrational things have power, can be hidden in plain view, but still evade detection because no one who senses them dares to articulate them. A good example being Easter Egg HUNT theory about the bunker man.
Reagan's attorney for Mt. Desert Island is the attorney who he claims shot him is the attorney who represent The McCartney Estate in lifelong ritual abuse hate crime unprovoked and my testimony resolves this paradox by detailing the magic of Hollywood involved. The super covetousness about his plan signifies British mongering of their partnership with Adolf Hitler. They have a lot to be ashamed of, but the script's doubletalk is convenient. It contains the sort of Mitt Romney game that depradates on the confused, like Gingrich resenting very much that Obama apologized for the burning of the Koran, as though he were Jimmy Creary owing Galas apology for burning a copy of Anton Levey's lucky day at the Palace. Judge not Strub, lest you be Strub. Mastrubation of course is right out. The fury at the sexual imagination implicit in the script is very insincere and selective dramaturge as the number of rapist foreign bigots Penis Gabriel has littered our laboring world with which raping deaf Jeannie for Allah Levey von Weezo.
On the Sunday after 911 I was spoken to by a dominatrix from the Black church. She said to me menacingly, "Your time is up." While it doesn't surprise me that Hitler took his revenge as a child killer it does evoke some unworthy feelings to learn that Britain endorsed his divine play on the metaphors of abortion. Calling deluded Queers Karlbasque isn't a mistake so don't change it to Queer Carabineers, which while much more accurate for such a Jewish Special Detail fails to show the proper contempt for the way Strub formulated and recruited Sound Mental Health to presentation of and advancement of The McCartney Estate's oppo-world. Hitler's revenge was a Civil War and he has mean ripper slave troops loyal to their core, pussyball C.O.R.E., Texas tea.
What I mean to indicate by this is that priority ares of scrutiny get scuttled for fear that if they are unproductive they will feed the volunteer STASI hired by the Zappas to shout down authentic investigation as betrayal of the gypsy ride being offered to heaven by Strub, Burstyn and Moonunit. They are angling for utter obliviousness about what they did. Gary Locke in the meantime has obviously told Aaron Dixon very chummily, I'll let you act out Black Rage on a deaf suck as cowhooves. The optic nerve damage contradicts their dominating hypothesis which is all it was in the first place at best. Their secret agenda is to waste time and spirit away collectibles from The Great Backstab. Dixon was sympathetic to the fuzzbuster politics of the AIDS Combine. I sometimes wonder if Peter Gabriel lies as viciously to himself as he does to others.
Masonic language is all over the landscape used in film semiotics and liebensraum icons from Reagan's rise like the Space Needle. One wonders given the special role assigned denial in the case if Owen Riley is setting up his alibi in saying that extremists have their place because the only extremists at the Emerald House are the idiotic King County depradators who support Obama in torturing dissent, threatening objectivity with reprisals and police non-valid endorsement achieved by torture and medical fraud. Just look at my condition after being lured here when offered recovery: heart poison, stomach poison, emotional destruction, slave labor, chronic harassment, humiliation and isolation for ten years. Funny how such a progressive place treats a vulnerable because deaf intellectual who would be peer. Pretty grave misrepresentation leading to a destroyed life. So maybe Mr. Riley is thinking ahead. It's certainly clear how popular Dixon's piecemeal sophistry is at SSound Mental Health. It certainly isn't what they advertise. Recovery is outlawed. Brutality in service to cold-blooded lies is not the meaning of keeping someone honest. Yet the rapist Fripp and his hounds of gabble ratchet, petting themselves at their competence in depradating on a deaf nobody with nothing, keep piping the same abuses over and over, calling me their property and a dog, saying they are using the user in justifying superstudy of illicit pornography made to defend those who released AIDS and set me up as a testing guinea pig, watching in mockery as I did anything I could think of to find out who was in this circle of hate crime and why. The rapist sits around repeating over and over that he was just performing an exorcism by clocking his own victims' screams for signal bombings to quench their rage cathartically. Depradate and extrude. What a win.
King Crimson used to almost make me wonder what they'd done. D.T. on their album made me think of Dean Tierno that summer. "in the door on the floor in a paperbag there's a shoeshine boy with a gin shop slag" used to make me tremble at how I'd been gassed and the eerie word "Palmer-James" on their lyric sheets. Even now when I remember Mike Uman, Rock and Terrence and their friend calling me "Metaphysical Jim" with Terrence Quirk's relentless, "If I'm not going to be a drummer I might as well blow myself away" causes me doublethink, like Chancellor Nordenberg, at Pitt so like Nuremberg, Adolf Grunbaum towering above him and my canny poem about Posvar in high school: On the Abolition of War Criminals. Is Masonic language behind Paul Runco, Paul Tierni and DOnald Gruber? Like the secret meaning of the oword Ostro at at MI5 it's a secret.
There's also a question of artistry in the way the HitlerWallace Robert Fripp takes out his tortured soul with a smile on what he construes as a religious prisoner disciple, like throwing 20 dollars on the floor and then a few days later a bottle of imodium. It provides a dialectic of diagnostics about paranoid language snoops. There are people who charge good money for the loss of one hour. How you like to be a mutilation guinea pig for the reward of the guilty over 40 years? It's not in other words trying to get even with a crooked rock star. It's trying to escape the Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
There in Jimmy's memory are Elain Langer and Billy Gutendorf picking locks together in her bedroom, workign the tumblers and laughing. The course of drugs in our high school were Kirshner and Nuclear Riback. The mob authorities in prisons select by ideology and race so the Black Panthers picked me off, too, as part of their rite of passage to the big time. With Claire Pechkham and Carolkyn Hale as their bankruptcy firm over poor papa (Claire's favorite song) he's got nothing at all, but the bag as a dad. Not even copies of their spy cam pedophile films of little Jimmy Creary or the MDI superstudy of the earmarked Walurs where they profiled neuroplastic rejection jealousy and then rewired the injry to catharize themselves on a lampoon of racisl castration instinct in the deaf white suck. Who cares what Zell really said, your picture's worth money so bring it to me, now, deaf white suck.
It's better to be shot by a known enemy than be backstabbed by a supposed friend so out of the kindness of his heart Reagan playacted that he too was victim while his special effects team of 20th Century Fox, the carrot taping Lugers of Luke 16 ransacked my drawers for the Mark Mark scroll of Mark Twain's hometown, penned as Gail Burstyn by Ronald Reagan with Jeannie raping Harkin as auctioneer. So many people thought they understood. What do they do now? You can't even get word out past the horrifying censors of The McCartney Estate, once believed charged with protection of the poets. Hitler's Hollywood Magic where word is bond.
The depradators in London, Seattle and Pittsburgh, are trying to enforce a code based on Non-Valid Endorsement. It is not legal to demand a hunger strike from a victim of torture, a handshake from a traumatized hostage, anymore than it was legal to force American POW's to denounce America on North Korean television, so you can forget all about calling me a double crosser when you take my family hostage. DiPietro's scam was another Dealey Plaza. Pitt and Gabriel figured if they have a sufficient scapegoat it provides closure.
Whether noting Billy Rodd's hotheaded little British neighbor at the time of the attack on little Jimmy or that Byington was the man who exhibited a pistol (relevant to the Beer Hall Putsch) the ivnersion of latitude/longitude on the suspicion of Argentina won't make me the driver at Kelly School, but it does make Boama the Walrus.