From Mars Attack Nov.2006

22 November, 2006

Mirror (and Key)
Room

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I closed and left us in -here - hearing- heard- speaking- spoken- told- sexy and shareditevering the whold.
The first key is here, take a break and we take on again for total control after the break up.
Room / empty / soil clear of all soilings. sigh. I breathe. Melancholically look behind and see them lying dead bodies. Who can you kill? Maria erupts, I erect, the whole room laughs nervously. Vigilante stole the keys to your rooms full of mirrors. Stare, glance, look away. It deludes. it changes the shape of truth. take. Catching, the train leaves towards Rome, the new city on our planisphere appears in the back of my car, hastily hidden uder a monogamingly partitions of violas and Luber organs. Will the weel din, win the wit pin, wig the bean and read the note on the door? Vigil in the wilderness of mirrors resolves therein: The key. Smile. Everything is here for you too nosy politicians and spies for over there. Laid. Bared and insolently soiled, the soil of my enemies remains my soil of birth : It holds the key to my anxiety....Canada too needs a revelation. The vigilante speaks and the train leaves again.
The coup. The affair. the scams and manipulations:
No money left, madly in love. Just a few more notes and the Maples will be sold, i scribbled at random. I broke in and squatted in an empty house for 3 month. The sun rose, the freight on its way. The wall fell in February. In March it was called 52...in march it was called 52.......the 52nd state..........the revelation of this revelation will surprise you like as wounds me on this day: I was programed by John the Revelator but blinded by Jesus Incorporated....in a US Army uniform! Fort Boyard was blown in retalliation...........as well as the beach......as well as the beach.....as well as the beach....Marilyn said something about signing for Kenny. Damn! I must have misheard! Montreal owns the room but I held to the door so miss moneypenny could exploit my one key: My mind. Room 52 will be gifted after I speak and the led is mined by Fort Knox, Epxxon or Cinecittta......"Insert implants, fake emotional commitment, soil him back in London, Uk, then bathe him in Brad Pitt's sweat and turn around in an instant to receive your next instructions". It sounded dubious she did not need to take this mission on!.....Not a gay one this time, she had cried before the General. I was loving bound and obedient, you did not need to take this on, Laiana! Your doll works! smirked the General calling back Paramount 6502. He then called UGC and enquired if they had a nice blond, european style, the general smiled, a new target was revealed over in Russia. They have a well left...they too have a well left! They have a well and a mine of carton! Let us prepare the next watcher, the vigilante, obedient will enter through Stockholm and stalk the reds from St. Petersburg to Mirovska. "Ange" is now deprogrammed and laid again rigid, back in her box, deconected. The dirty witch of Sensora looked at Lenin and fell asleep in her automaton dreams. 52 is on. Jacques bent. George swore he would! Mary is here. Beck sings. Tito is learning to read minds...who cares anymore, you are classified and back in the street, O lover Melchizeor! Ah, Led Nephilim!
May 52 kill you, yankee omega!!!! I was not compliant, may my programs reverse and swallow you, satanic scientists, Arguele spawns, binary wizards, meat makers! May you bleed! I am the Manckurian and this country is now for you. I Killed. Laid. Back in area 52. Barelly was Aleph useful, USA got a new state and the cars run amok drunk on the rare substance: Blood of emins. Race, forfeit, this car is automated, the fields need orgone, not platinum...Emins, we will be back by the summer and eternally enslave this humanity! I swear! This car is sick and it owns you! May your led poison you! I will die in shame having been cheated throughout by a shy rubber doll in the shape of my woman. Robotic sorceress will be back in the spring! May you see her and avoid speaking! The Law is the same for all races, engineered or contrasted, autochton or aryans!
+Jacques, reformer and militant, ex-military patient, resistant and disobedient protestant "X-33" vigil, once crowned himself your friend but was a secr