My life in Chinatown has become a lesson in how a powerful murderer from Harvard goes about terrorizing his prey and victim. A discount book My Treacherous Journey, by Kyung Soon Yun turned out to be signed. The point registered immediately as she described death bonding with her dying young mother. This is the sacrificial consciousness of the hardboiled cannibal we elected Mr. President. My stomach condition is undiagnosed. The persons responsible have leered that one person can make a difference and that I owe clave labors to those who released AIDS, a successful operation except for me.
The rabid sends riddles and talks in tongues, demanding veneration for its lies of state and highwayman tribal myths that it rampages in syphillus are the overriding objectives of state and nation. Apparently the cowardly lies of Cornell West about Alpana are that much more important than The Heaven and Hell Odyssies that Prince University is now murdering students who write.
It is the hope of Blacks involved in the AIDS Onslaught,( an inner sanctum of which is my most important discovery, since it led to the truth about 911 and the partnership of Obama and Sean Strub under the ruse of the Jewish Community's lessoneering, and the macabre partnership of Queerbasque with Lennon's assassins from the Warhol crowd in Pittsburgh), who cut a deal in Detroit with mercenaries from Reagan Labor to broker abuses of Japan and to refract the eye of suspicion while using torture and murder as the end game of a doomed fait accompli.
The myth of Cornell West come into focus very clearly not only from British Labor's murder of John Heinz pursuing pussyball warfare in covering up their alibi program for Mt. Desert Island, but from incidents at the Downtown Emergency Service Center in Seattle the night before 911 when a man ran headlong full speed into the wall after steaming down the long hall, a lookalike of Peter Gabriel, all royal glamor on hand and a South Afrikan white mercenary named James who spoke of going on "40 exterminations" and throwing a man from a helicopter whose last words were, "What did I do to deserve this?" He indicated the homeless and said, "Here's your story." Gabriel has never failed to work with fascists.
The lies of West and Gabriel and the consequences are very stubborn warfare, judging from the undiagnosed turn my stomach has taken, a permanent, deliberate poison crime by the psychopath Obama, it seems likely Oliver Stone's private lust to destroy Jimmy Crary is certain, even after his alibi claim of creating empathy through cannibalism has been uncloaked as prior planned. Gail Burstyn at age 12 was a Jewish Nammie. Suspect Oliver Stone in AIDS. Suspect him big, the Canal+ hinting of Love Canal concept smacks of Sean Strub.
Hearing raccoons as metaphor is now to be taken as Dr. Frances Cress Welsing's overthrow at Center for Disease Controls. She favored working with white nazis, because they at least know that they are racist, they are the honest ones and what is more they know the infinite power of Authority as God. The letters spoke of killing Dr. King and said, "I think God must be watching over me." Thos. Gordon of Obama's school said, "I bet God has a sense of humor." Both Gail Carolyn Burstyn and Thos. Hale Gordon meant Hitler. Now Carolyn Hale is copyrighting my art and photography for god knows who. Note the name pattern. Hale Gordon. Carolyn Burstyn.
Tribal beliefs can become destructive popular obsessions. The stalking of death bonding in return for credulity comes out in the art of a boy at the club who goes by Brother Monnie. He is first person to agree with me in writing that Reagan staged the attempt on his life. Here is a link to that admission http://i42.tinypic.com/doxy8m.jpg When the British alibi'd Mt. Desert Island, Obama promised them spoils. He promised they be allowed to kill me after using me for slave labors, that they would in return hand him the hysterical loyalty of the HIV positive in the name of John Lennon. Brother Monnie also created the body at rest versus unifrom motion experiment to compare time expectation and infinitudes of mathematical difference in for example the numbers in a lipid panel (although he doesn't say that, it's implied) claiming by the word inspiration that the script was discovered, rather than just pulled out by the authors. Gabriel, as usual, with his friends from 40 exterminations. Shades of victim-on-victim hostage war gaming, as usual, human sacrificialism, as hoped by Midori Goto in her rampage on Alias Little Boy for Hitelr's Revenge. Here is a link to that body comparison experiment: http://i40.tinypic.com/vcxpx0.jpg The plot of the murderers who lured me to Seattle was to use me as a human siphon for their own enrichment and this plot was not inspired by the crime, it was a premeditated factor. Like my attempts to get help for the victims, my attempts to get help for myself were sabotagues.
Youssou N'dour is a Muslim guttersnipe who rode the tide of Obama and attacked America with the voodoo of 911, egged on by chickenly British meagastars, exactly Elton John, Paul McCartney and David Bowie. They are necrophilaics sodomizing John Lennon obsessively for a wink by the Reagan Team. Having rock stars on their side during the AIDS Onslaught even though Reagan was teh warlord mastermind was a utopian outcome for Hitler's Revenge. The coward Fripp catered to Reagan, dweebing like Col. QUisling we must change the blood drinking corruption of David Bowie from the inside, hee. His responsibility is to go for that, myuh! It's sad and that the an English lost its Princess after confederating with Zell in pussyball as an on-campus gladiator sport with death outcojme for unsuspecting students, but as you can see Martha Gellhorn waxed all truthfulness when it opined, "The an English is largely unconcerned and unaffected by AIDS." Excepting when it can get ahead by maniacal incitement.
How we look at the strange silence of evil hour and its mask of magnanimity now depends the difference between a fait accompli and AIDS Nuremberg. It's clear this wasn't about AIDS for the British Parliament thuggees, but rather the elusive propaganda of convenientologist political ideology, a right wing assault intended to use intellectual property arguments as a final demolition tool against public schools, Dexter King doing his daddy proud, raping deaf Jeannie. The Fripps wanted their very own potato blight for titillation by experimental art, replete with weeping Irish. Nothing else would do. After Reagan offed JFK, Obama said okey-dokey I'll do Crary in then we're finished and they shook on it. (Was Cassius Clay by the way a veiled reference in the name game Clay Shaw? Him no like dem Kennedys, dey womanize).
The fascists say look after your own dick but they were present and violent demanding compliance when they used a battered and traumacose little Jimmy for stud purposes. It was an extremely brutal pounding that attended their shenaningans, stomping on my head, children of segregationist police, watching our home 24/7. Ah, but there is no statute of limitations on prurient interest or the raping leer of Allah's Invisible Empire. For a very pathetic man like Adrian Belew and his earth-quaking carrots, only those who play guitar have rights.
I shouldn't even be on medicine. In the autographed copy of My Treacherous Journey its opening message of her mother heartborken and dying young, underscoring the idea of bonding I can just hear Mr. Cornell, partner of George Romero, gibbering, ifn' n'we put the queerbait to death history will bond with his vision for enlightenment, myuh! Human sacrifice at Sound Mental Health is no theory. My injuries were already severe, traumatizing and cruel, deafness, a persona construct, ruptured facial nerve, but when the murderous mind of Ringo Starr first inflicted zenker diverticulum after Rosa's raunchy revelations I knew I had summoned down a holocaustal ripper thinking the an English friendly to America. A new stomach poison later that also punches me in the heartbeat I know that nothing could be more wrong. While we saw them as brothers, they saw us as serfs.
Oh, Lennon souls of folly, kowtow, God is not looking over your shoulder. Entrapment by inverting the meaning of satire was not the only soul gimmick Pink Floyd and Gail Burstyn put together on the road to a brainbeam and their ultimatum against American beliefs. They've succeeded by lawlessness unchallenged and by leering, violent, fascist manufacture of abortion to cover AIDS being Reagan's weapon in revenge for fascism, an ideological forcing house by Hitler called The Walrus. I no longer like the Beatles and wish they had never been born.
In considering the disappointment of black friends who may have been in the dark, or feel they have to pretend they were, over my being attacked by Vicious Obama I'm reminded of Herbert Agar's observation that even after defeating the Axis, or seeming to, we still lived in the same old world, with only such institutions as we build and maintain to help against the gibbering of Mudder Night.
Pierre Elliot and Sean Strub took root among such institutions as Bard College who failed to detect the dark secret behind their cynicism in vogue, masked by fine words. Sanctimoniously sure of their superiority they fumed like Reagan clones that they were the Outsider Elect with secret power and a plan. Black Churchliness and the Black Churchlies came to agree with Gail Burstyn that AIDS will set man right, so the AFL-CIO gave Hancor Institute the green light to call themselves Wobblies and enlist child molesters.