Burp...ugh, forgive me. I'm an unruly polyaddict who is leader of his own sex cult, or at least a cop pretending to be one, I think, but that's just what these Crazy Indigo Aliens want you to think, that I'm crazy, and I'll tell ya, I'm definitely crazy, but therein, I'm not fucking crazy!
Superpositions. Duality is thinking in good/bad. Thinking in superpositions is thinking like a "cop." My one captain, Lawrence, the recent graduate of art school who got a job immediately afterwards teaching kids who had a Star Trek inspired band that I qrote musiq and sqits for, having this "q" style job I have, he taught me that the default job of the Illuminati (cop; keep up) was defined by this phrase:
If I see a man run by me and a cop comes up a second later asking where he went, I didn't see anything, but if I see a drunk man get into a car and drive seventy down the sidewalk, then I should make a discrete phone call. And if I see a predator, I should do as apex predators do ans invite them to our sting oper...I mean, I should invite them into the top secret Illuminati sex cult for kids I may or may not be an amalgerator for, whatever that is.
Alchemy, amirite? But no, that's the thing; what's real and what's reel? I play a completely authentic, autobiographical character in my educational (f)art project. Yea, I am. That is why you need to understand that I'm telling the truth. I ABSOLUTELY had the "Craigslist incident" as Calvin n Hobbes has the "noodle incident." Thank God I was severely delayed developmentally and previously did something so hilariously retarded, I earned the Gold Goat Starer Medal, which will be awarded to me in Heaven, because my tragic backstory led to a perfect lob that our police state STRATEGIZES AROUND, that is, the fool archetype; the one who has the fullest, greatest capacity to succeed at life but did not get the memo about XYZ, and so I am hilariously used as a useful idiot.
They used me to hide who the real snitch was in Miami Beach, at least. And that's the thing; the battle is already won. There's this scene in Star Trek TNG, where Data wins Strategego, or whatever finger wiggling he does, where he says this line involving "planning around them planning around us planning around them." Yea. That IS what the police have done, thanks to Jesus, the greater man, giving the state a great story to appear the enemy, to allow their new cop get sweet access to that illegal p...ower...
My one handler invited me to stay with him IMMEDIATELY after that Miami ish, and right away, his "friend" was picked up for, only slightly hyperbolously, going seventy in a school zone, where the cop smelled the cumulonimbus cloud of Marijuana upon rolling down his window, and searched the car to find a pound of meth, multiple scales and a giant pipe, which he resisted arrest by biting the cops' noses off, and he only got a month of probation because his lawyer is really good.
Yea, no, he was set up to specifically set me up, as I've been set up following white rabbit for twelve years, and now I'm finally ready to be arrested, now that I won't reflexively betray the person I love, because that's how we do things in the occident; we set people like Johnny Tremain up, so they learn their power to fight the Borg, which is an age-old problem, and thus they do not ruin their life becoming a Judas, which I just write as a skilled righter out of completely selfish reasons and not because I AM trying to save you from yourself, in our engineered culture.
