The rabid lisped that there is no independence in testifying against their assassination and mass murder program.
One hears these tortured cries
Is it any less real if you hold me insane that I believe a trumped up charge was kept in the dark. What do we call this Administration? Were the cries of Geo Floyd sent out to millions so that my smaller circle of aware would know to say tough luck and when to negate the screams of horror? Can't you see that they might as well have been? The entire circuitous knot of flim-flam follows the logic of counter strike. Not that I would ever hurt him but then he would never have hurt me so that's besides the point, isn't it? The point is why should anyone care if the white is mutilated by other whites in the name of the black man? Precious mind you have there Mr. Robert Fripp, odious psychopath who can get Seattle to do anything to anyone. It's a trumped up ghost charge so no one admits it but they all want to make money off it. Every person who ever slept with me, much less the support teams who quiet the screams is out for cat and mouse. They say I killed John Lennon and gave them all AIDS, so they killed Saoirse, covered for the Covid bomb, what does reason or common sense have to do with it? You want me to be quiet? How does a man alone at night devoided of an erection exactly do this trick when deaf in isolation? How does a murdered soul do this trick after being given diabetes and poisoned in the mouth? By making noises to get the attention of a film director? Working with the killers for some sort of weird incest alien gain? Sister? Is that what you call yourselves? You think such sisters are going to have a favorable impact on the future of police cynicism? Well, some people pray to marshmellows in good faith. Oh, that gives you an idea! And they just out and out murdered Saoirse, nothing at all, to not one motherfucker so called human being.
Impressive nightmare from a fetish rapist in England. The FBI laughed themselves sick.
That's Jimmy Crary. That's what you made of him. What, what, what did you expect?
There are no faces of courage in Pittsburgh
What people did not realize when Pener Gabriel talked to them years past in his deep and husky voice was the European miind of an exterminator resurrecting the policies of Nazi German genocide in glove with Japanese traitors like Midori Goto. The yinzers swooned panting to be taken by stern, petulant Gabriel allies like Mariss Janssons, even as they laughed at the cosmonaut Jimmy Creary who was gassed by Pitmans in Kings Estate and used for Manson cinema by Mancine, they cackled in extermination HQ at Warhol with Yoko Ono, underwriting the mass murders of AIDS and COVID-19 also shown to be a bomb. Just as they ignored the deplorable way I was used in holocaust simulation, gas, the X-file of Mt. Desert Island, 911 showing the immunologist leading the victims of Paul McCartney was actually in on the attack, even having a namesake call me for their ghost charges on Dec. 8, 1980, and that Tacoma lured me to Inslee domain for Covid they ignore a brazen nuclear threat behind the script they cream with covet over, rather than rethink their horrid smirk about torturing a child. If there were a shred of decency, much less courage in Yinzerland, they would print this letter, but the verdict is always the same for Pittsburgh: DEATH BEFORE HONOR.
