Many are the all and many but until now few were the wise, limited of punctunary address.   I am excluded for being the Brag Bird whose rights were violated by the Aztec of Artek Company, Salk Labor for who I provided vivisection a rhesus white.  In summoning awareness of a new mystique, Lesson and Learner, unaccredited of anonymous source, let me opine that Higher learning is to be understood as the ability to cultivate the magic gesture of appreciation about the world, as well as one’s knowledge and ability.   Soothsay and impingements are unwelcome, but totalitarian. My goal is to cement awareness that Saoirse Kennedy was murdered in the reign of Donald J. Trump.

      Due to Cold War schools, Botany and plant life have been misapprehended as the source of biological trouble, sneezes, coughs, and bubonic eras.  When I proposed ecology at a Pittsburgh Community College in 1982 I was regarded with pity, poor Jimmy. In reality, when you establish a single moment of winking connectivity with a plant you plug yourself in to the great Octopus in the sky who loves you, the Plant Extraterrestrial, who winks back, much like Buddha smiling from a living lilac.   It is not against the law for a Christian society to reconsider love of the earth, as though an Angel. Investigating the Lesson and the Learner dimension of the terrifying ordeal wrought by the unprincipled Cold War fellowship of the Axis, alive again through the back door of Hollywood, which played out in a hijacking of J.R.R. Tolkien by New Line Cinema during the terrible, too evil and wrongful AIDS attack, we are faced with a solving (dissolving) myriad of detail, like the refrain, this message will self-destruct in five seconds.  Either you keep up with their conveyances or you lose the metanarrative they are unfolding. So, I have traced this edge of mental-abuse-as-weaponry through the labyrinth leading to Pentagon-Disney.

        Penn Hills of Pennsylvania could be thought of as a Little Tacoma.  It was there the much advertised follow-up attack from the hit on Kennedy, which wheeled him through this region, was executed with the goal of luring me here later.  The landscape dances with signifiers of their game. NW is a very important symbol. Not only do we have the magic disappearing mountain facing Japan, canny enough to be mysterian in the Shinto vein, but Romero of the script worked as a roadie on Hitchcock’s North by Northwest.   NW Yellow taxi is demarcating with Mendoza lines for the pussyball miscarriage, an Axis so-called structuralist take-over plot from Waters and Karl.

        In noting that Hollywood did this as a crime, and that many in the Gurdjiev kluk run by foreign English spoke under their breath of seeing beyond the American system of government, the inevitability of political assassination, whilst sniveling into place their lewd Nationalization of mode with loudly proclaimed American Society misleadings, we look at the poisoner Tony Cervi of Penn Hills (Tony C. of Curtis Street) (TC designated grocery at Chinese run Taggers in Tacoma) who administered Israel’s acid there for the end game here at TACID, putting trails in the queerbait tripping from the abuse under allegation of being a fellow traveller, arriving here at Flipping Out Burgers (no joke, apparently a lunchette about how the Pittsburghers got it behind their backs only to find full frontal assault).  Yet Hollywood was behind it; we see that sharp witted comeback at Regent Theater after the advertisement for Legend of Nigger Charly as overly contrived and obviously planned. The black child said, “I’m James Bond,” and Cervi rapped, “I’m Nigger Charlie.” We know that the KKK and black militants were together. They poisoned the queerbait’s brain for brain attack viturperation, as though demonic possession, and did follow up poison when they got their extrusion by murder craft. When shadow warrior "Kasper" attacked me blindside, they imply innocently when they mean slyly, evoking the fighting words ruse by uttering, "I heard you called me an asshole," he advertised it was unprovoked because I had certifiably never seen him before. Those as swear allegiance to the Union Jack, Star of David or other foreign enterprise that way by unprovoked violence should lose all citizenship

         This article could just as easily be titled, spitefully, “I Hear You Called Me James Bond,” because many people are enraged by the intelligence that the Beatles are now known to have worked with Allen Dulles and Ian Fleming on the takeover crimes.  Enraged at who? Cowhooves, like Saoirse Kennedy, that someone who loved her dared point out the mission undercurrent in the assassin group’s wares. Neurocongestive brain attack also isn’t fighting words. In fact, I went to Iowa to scream homeless by the river. It is a symptom of deadly assault and poison ordeal.  By this means they made a switcheroo. Not even the Apartheid government were that low, they discarded an idea to poison Mandela’s brain in order to humiliate him only to bask in seeing the NAACP adopt such a cruelty, under the flag of Seattle Green. This shit is the nature of those pigfucking high criminals: King Crimson, after all, we’re forever in their debt, myuh.  They had this all set up for a Poseidon Adventure, which ends badly for someone trying to find a way out, when they brutally attacked me as a child blindside. Sort of a literary combo from Michael Moorcock’s dour Mt. Olympus science fiction and the bloodthirsty macho puzzles of Borges.

        Police and the reading public were presented over and over again telltale evidence of the tale-teller, in the spiteful tract:  Structuralist Approach to Music and Fable Analysis by Gregory Von Karl, arch leader of the Guttersnipes, hallowed to the Crimson King kooks and their crooked kookology.   As for Penis Gabriel providing Warhol a magnate attorney who works with the vintage cast of HAIR, what isn’t Pink Floyd and MK-Ultra capable of as a drug combo soufflette?   When one is duped into believing their legitimacy as leaders of a sexual revolution, found out for losing up morals in America to corral for organized smut merchants, obviously the new form of government Jack Ruby’s carousel club had in mind, to note that these smug ripper hatters also ran an operation on Mt. Desert Island of X-termination pussyball war gaming in the AIDS test twister, one wonders aghast at the squeeze play in the sex war, vice gripped from both sides.  It is also saturated with mystical cunning from Catholic Worker. They forged a libertarian Casanova as a child slave-golem of brutal traffickers in hostage to them and then, by totalitarian, racist home invasion they blew the mind out of the chattel slave leaving him glass-eyed, half-castrated and glaring might have been sadly at the pyre of NEVA, and of course, the Royal Bullcock looking down never cries.

        Pennsylvania burghers are anything but flipped out.  They love it. Having perfectly the art of snarling backbites for Penguin fans, they rancorously scold that even children must take responsibility for their penises in the dungeons of brutal pedophiles and in captivity, half-comatose with trauma.  To allow traffickers to set up shop this way SELLING ASSASSINATION FROM HOLLYWOOD making it as though a rock and roll holy war to use media catastrophically for mass miseducation is diabolical and eerie. They want it as if Agent Orange or Tony Cervi spice is an incentive to literary production for their tribe.

        One of the early Yale associates, which Dia, who numbered her phone KRAKWYG, called Yalies, was Munchkin.  Cute name for a mean kicking loolipop kid lording over their trophy kill in captivity. As surely as my ear began rattling when we were studying plaque in the class of what seems to have been a German loyalist of Yoko Ono, I looked up the pronounciation of Caea for family of botany close on the heels of looking up Saoirse, and guess what, they rhyme, so we see the sprinkling vespers of Sir Shah McCartney, showering us with the feces of his magical snowflakes, offering Tumeric as antidote to the queerbait’s fear of elephant men.