A rather large job of self-convincing has gone on in what the King Non-Violence Center has done with King County and the Cult of Gurdjieff.  There is about the entire crime a sort of morbid ingenuity typical of Pittsburgh.  Amanda Harcourt, an elite confiscation expert working for Yoko Ono claims that the Burstyn letters contained enough clues for me to stop the murder of John Lennon and through this prism plays the violin of fault in the AIDS Onslaught.  The letters however were taken by me as a childhood reader to contain nothing that would lead me to regard them them as clues.  They clearly were not written with intent for me to understand them, nor did I attempt to hide them, so the claim of fault isn't grounded in character flaw.  They cooperated in the invention of character flaw through a neuroplastic job of hotwiring my head to obedience trauma.  Now they want to profiteer.
 
     The method is deadly.  Bob Dylan, a crank who understood the rhetorical trajectory of Reagan's mind, the idea of commies as a plague, has been used by mega-theater to stage a serial war craft operation based on ritual purification as a form of mourning.  The final call sums up as the hostile street junkie voice, follower of Cornell West and Angela Davis spitefully hissing, "Give it to him.  Give him AIDS."  Obviously that is criminal hostage taking.  That it is an endeavor by HARPERS Magazine and the Gregoire Government should be noted.
 
      What we have here at root is British DELUSION ENFORCEMENT.  Gabriel wrote the alibi for Mt. Desert Island while the Velvet Revolution was going on.  The Velvet Revolution was a branch of "The Imbecile Reagan" during the AIDS Onslaught.  I learned of this as a Medical Library Clerk in 1984 when Vaclav Havel was being promoted by Amnesty International then under the wing of Peter Gabriel in Bath, England.  Celebrity political promotion of dissidents was performed as a favor to Reagan by England to enhance the mystique of his team in office.  When I proved that Mt. Desert Island was premeditated, the Zappas showed up destroying the evidence and saying it wasn't so.
 
      Being this show of hands was a mere formality.  David Lucarelli of 20th Century Fox Special Effects Team, who to this day claims brotherly friendship and wishing me no harm, gave his mother Miriam a statement that he found me dangerous, a later edition of which was yielded to me recently.  It was a mere formality with no truth to it, but it allowed the operation to go forward under the cloak of Union legitimacy, much as luring me to the Law School and then arresting me for trespassing did.
 
      The National Security Council has always had interest in me and John Stockwell had cultivated a chain of command in Seattle through his efforts with Aaron Dixon, and Martin Sheen's ties with Vince Eirene in Pittsburgh.  They worked together on the carrot tape extrusion that they misrepresented when I was in trauma over the death of Lou Brecher.  Rusted Root and David Lucarelli, working with Reagan's attorney for Mt. Desert Island, Miles Kirshner, whose road show crew had me in D.C. the day "The Imbecile Reagan" was alledged fire upon by the Special Effects Crew of a one trillion dollar war machine special effects bonanza, which Reagan was so keen on his waved to me before, signalled me after and demanded I team up in, made the carrot tape for Martin Sheen, Amanda Harcourt and Vince Eirene to sell to the King Family that my having been deafened and gassed in a place called Kings Estate wasn't evidence of victimization but of criminal personality.
 
       Aaron Dixon, a beggar's politician, about as reputable as a Watergate burglar, may have been signed on board Warner Brothers by Oliver Stone with promise of a deaf white cadaver to pick the bones of.  The carrot tape was a chauvanist, cruel and crooked sleight of hand that took place in Pittsburgh when the CIA and Black Panthers working together heisted the script, set up Kelly School and Alpana to justify Mt. Desert Island and position Obama as a pussyball gladiator over Midori Goto.  Bob Dylan has tried to turn Kaposi's Sarcoma literally into an emblem of righteous rage but when bulwarked by such delusions it serves the bitter purpose of only a creepy turn-on for Beatle necrophiliacs setting up and Tom Gordon and George Romero film.
 
       The price of Vaclav Havel's slavishness about the Western Power structure honed in his desire to free what was Czechoslavakia (now The Czech Republic) held since the outbreak of World War Two by foreign occupation and despots, was an alliance with the like of Brent Scrowcroft, Skrewdriver and various other white buggers with a huge disparity of interest, like Skinhead Nation and the AIDS Combine, which Peter Gabriel assured him would bring in an ingenious new age, now known as the Obama installation.  Reagan had detected my conversations with Fripp and leeringly refered to me as a "Kiss and Tell."  This mission cult have stunned themselves with superpower discoveries and this has made them desperate child molesters.
 
       I prefer not to invest in AIDS victim culture.  They failed to understand what happened and now are trying to justify themselves.  Having Bob Dylan running around chasing poets with the needle of HIV injection doesn't legitimize Will Zell Broome, it just convicts Lewis Lapham. 

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