I know now what happened to JFK and all the haggling over details in the world will not change that fact.   Our nation was attacked and the big clue as to by who and why is how I was attacked by King Crimson in Pittsburgh as a very little boy.   Their game was so dishonest and misleading that they can claim finding them out for horror crime is welching on a deal. If I am right about the whole thing which is it clear that I am then the assassination of President Kennedy by the Holy Axis arisen limns the hand as a hidden Imam by noumena.   This difficult to name dasein is palpable enough that it is announcing a greater version of man’s quest for meaning than Kennedy’s strategy of peace.

         As a voter, I might rule it out as an affront to Western morality but these are Donald Trump’s children at hand.  Once what they pulled enters Britannica history, which is coming, right? The Beatles and King Edward will be more widely admired than Kennedy could ever have dreamed of being.  By derogation and void of his rights, by mockery of democracy, the killers, who have already taken our loved ones as war brides, will be judged as his ruthless betters. They already are.

      The Texas Schoolbook is associated with the Vienna Circle and hiding it because of Trump speculators, which is a piteous betrayal of our right to know laws that already eviscerated the target generation, doesn’t change my awareness of its content nor the confederacy it limns.  Planning this thing obviously went on a long time, since Medieval days. It’s a travesty but is regarded by the church military shield as a Dead Sea Scroll.

       Identifying this noumena gives it sufficient substance to be rendered dasein, what I mean when I have said the sum total probity of all coincidences in the indexicalities is zero.  Recall that the phenom Heidegger evaded Nuremberg and had pilgrims to coach in the net of Hitler’s Argentinian afterglow, among them Spike old Lee. Approval of the unstated text kept out of circulation caters to the Good German mystique of 21st century USA, and so there isn’t a lot of questioning some issues like how did Lennon become a darling in the age of chaste favorites?  But the answers are there, Ibn Rushd knew one, it was called the double truth, it meant that a contradiction that served the power of the Holy War was always valid. The wise dogs of course headhunt from the noumena, the merciless killing of JFK was simply their holocaustal masterpiece, but the agenda can hardly be overlooked.

         Finding that the very society I was keeping as a little boy are persons like Tive who are deeply entangled with the Secret Service sweatshop of Ian Fleming and J. Paul Getty makes clear that it was planned in advance and I was a donor baby.   Fat Man Tive and Little Boy Jimmy serve the dominant war game while he monitored breathing from SONY for treason of the heart towards the attackers. The supernaturalism of the English music vampires follows the pattern of psychological suggestion and purposeful misread you would expect from brainwashers having fun manipulating media.    My obligation is to the living not to the dead.

        King Crimson seems to have been making the sleight of hand by slippery gestures from Eastminster Church in Pittsburgh, but that’s not absolutely clear, only that Ronnie Zzsinski followed me there with a Nazi bayonet that belonged to his father and that his gang took charge of my name when King Crimson made their bid for domination by will of Gail Burstyn in the name of John Lennon.   Shawn Brooks was friendly with Kyra Schon of Night of the Living Dead, a familiar of the Exorcist whose whose star Linda Burstyn’s namesake Gail Burstyn penned the text of the Texas Schoolbook, but he was even closer to Stuart Sheppard who said to me once in a tone calculated for cruel, eviscerated, piping of sorrow, “Oh, Jim, Jim why is there evil?” like Regan’s form saying, “Why you do this to me, dimmy?” in the film, a mock tone.

     I left a goodbye party for a Christian friend leaving Seattle today feeling happy to know him and his departure I cheer, which seems sensible to me.   Everything I like about this gentleman comes across in me as looking dirty and ulterior, meaning the sound reserve he gathers around him thoughtfully that hides no deceit.   Brooks and his gang knew that Christian suave was valued when they gave me a nerve agent in child hostage and trauma allowing people who glared at every wince of the face to degrade the categorical study of the puny, illicit humanist child indexed against King Crimson’s Beelzebub bug.   It’s eerie knowing that Kennedy’s assassins have construed as special pleading saying it is wrong.