And here the trail goes cold…
I’m not at liberty to reveal the nature of my work.
Space gibberish. [do͞owäp]
The owls are not what they seem.
Cooper Cooper Cooper.
Deliver the message.
No more notes.
Do not underestimate the importance of doo-wop as a key to understanding David Lynch.
Jimmy Wales vs. Jeff Bezos.
The Pepsi-Coke challenge in Palestine.
Charlie Hebdo…back when it was a newspaper…and not a (false flag).
Indefinite article followed by différance.
It was Wayne Coyne sung,
“Forcing it off with their hands
The trap door came undone
Above our heads it swung
The privilege had been won”
A spoonful weighs a ton iS tHE nAME oF tHE sONG.
Softly, the bullet went in.
Because it was fictional.
I figured must be freckled.
Veins of copper.
And the Basque mystery.
“The owls are not what they seem”
It is the ongoing conversation between military rationality.
And the pluri-dimensional eccentrics of Marabar Caves.
Austin Lynch in microcosm.
Anton Yelchin, dead.
Amjad Sabri, dead.
|-PD||This article is about a person who has recently died. Some information, such as the circumstances of the person’s death and surrounding events, may change as more facts become known.”
Missing from Omar Mateen. Always case closed. Linear psyops leave no room for intuitive, oral orientalism of art. Why they disintegrate.