Paula,
Sarah, Nina, Sandy, and the Shah of Iran, mixed with my good old
fucking Aunt Geraldine Snow, and you have one motley mother fucking
crew. THERE
IS NO WAY THAT TOM REALE, BACK IN JULY OF 1970, WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT
DAM UPSET ON THE NIGHT OF THE FIREWORKS; IF
HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT;
AND WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER OF THE (GAP-ESS)
GREAT AND POWERFUL EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY!
no
one in the world is ready for a bunch of non registered private
journey travelers, skipping across the hyperspace, doing all sorts
of things that the world powers have no power or control over. The
problem I will always have with all of this shit is the
evental-time-warp of 1987.
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'MORNING
LIGHT'
I
KNOW THAT I TITLED THAT SONG IN 1980 SENT TO THE © OFFICE, “THE
MORNING LIGHT”. FOR REASONS ONLY THEY KNOW, THEY REMOVED THE
WORD 'THE'.
My
distant cousin back in May of 1995, up on L.I.N.Y., had the worst
weekend of his life, or so he told his wife, in his house, before
leaving to see his doctor. Then his son tells me years later, to
go wash my hands, up at the HARVEST place on Orange Avenue and
Twenty-Fifth Street. Only I am not the one with the unclean clans,
gorgeous Judge Judy. W-O-W THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HALLS
WALLS
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SINCERELY
WISHING YOU AND YOURS A GREAT DAY AND ONE TOTALLY FILLED WITH JOY. AS
FOR ME, I WANT TO BE WITH MY SARAH KRASSLE IN HER GREAT CITY OF SDK.
A lot of you think you have her, and control her, and she is playing
with al of you, believe me I know this. When a certain few things
begin to happen after I am gone, you will then know that I was
telling you an honest truth.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!
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