Writing of his struggle against the Axis French-Japanese alliance, during the reconstruction after World War Two, Ho Chi Minh spoke of an unnecessary struggle that could claim thousands of lives and affect millions. Clearly he could not yet imagine the monolithic horror that awaited which would claim millions of lives. It is as if the Axis won and they are not finished their America retributions from the enemy within. They have created hate for the United States as they had planned, succeeding beyond their wildest dreams, from the control tower of foreign England, a government of anti-philosophy.
Gail Burstyn, their Roman pen-name, struck revenge against a child of the Eisenhower crowd who followed JFK, their white suck symbols to wow and recruit more enemies within to the impinged metanarrative of the Green Party’s signal fraud: little Jimmy. She wrote of a film called The Passenger and said she would explain it some day. It is about a man who takes a dead man’s identity. The Jewish extremists of the Suez War, where Britain tried to Draft Eisenhower against his will, whose insubordination infuriated them, agreed with Hitler and took his identity to maul the little boy/hate object with a counter-metanarrative to depict Adolf Hitler set right, X-termination as an act of chivalry over a Jewish virgin, King Crimson’s favorite and justification for an AIDS war game from NEVA Pornographic called Two Virgins Pussyball over the Spirit/Kasper (Sha-Kespear-e) of Ono’s slave group at Warhol.
The belligerents refuse to allow the optic nerve evidence, and as a malicious and horrid jest about my so-called dangerousness, the UW Medical Community agreed to render me toothless with a long ordeal of gum rot, caused when their agency in Pittsburgh, Duquesne welcomed me back to Seattle by poisoning me in the mouth.
The snivellers loyal to Trump in Seattle Left are always thinking. What can we do next with the blessings of Police and the FBI to ripper hatter a person shattered beyond all mindrape? Jay Inslee sniffs and compares it to an AIDS creature cruelly cheated and laughs, how about that now, dogeyes? All on behalf of Micro Micro and the Ultrahigh paradox that dare not speak its name.
They used a nerve agent to impinge a burning thirst for respite and rubbed the purity on its tongue, laughing, concentrate on the pleasure, not the pain, while withholding the sacred antidote, like the golden thong just inches away from Mrs. Jones as she was consigned to the devil of lust with the rod just out of reach.
The taunting of tip pit tip pit was doctrine about a J.D. persona they would redeem by Holy agree of Warhol-Halhoul feminist estates, laughing with Bush about the screaming, crying little dictator, as Burstyn wrote about sending me ESP signals and the Beatles intoned, that they were gonna turn you on.
