letter 01.22.02

aside from a few greetings from people in the woods, i've had no contact today. i could still go out and communicate but i won't. i might watch a dvd on my old 15 inch computer screen. last year 1,000 or how they say, i don't know what happened to anny. or me. it appears to be like this still. this mocking self inflicted isolation. it would be hell to be the one and only god.

_duck stop_

it's nearing the end of your letter. i'm drawn close to the end of indecision. it's been good for gathering information. enough to confuse most anyone.

key points. empires fall. lives become stories. become legends. religions. the third world, now called developing, a lie, are slaves to the first world. this is causing, as well as wasted lives, stress.

on all of what is here.

governments are a marketing division of business.

all planet members are slaves to these businesses.

it won't last long like this.

adaptation is more fun than extinction.

i'll still think of you.

in the haze.

_duck stop_

okay dear lysa. there's a hole in the warship.

jesus christ would not be the least impressed with christians. he dedicated his life to fight against the archaic laws of the priests. every pope was and is the antichrist. the church of ignorance has had its day. this time we must take precautions that the tyrants, the mad men among us, don't steal the magic from us.

and what not.

running out of fish.

red alert. we aren't in control. nothing is.

they should impeach bushit now. save face. they'd have to send the vice with him. and take away all assets. what's the name of the big one. holly fuck. or something. they could do it. drop them out of a plane. with parachutes. over brussels. at least one is wanted for war crimes. i guess rompinthefield should be with them.

they, the rest back in the usa, can apologize. and smarten the fuck up. i want to see the grand fuckin' canyon. you.

totalitarian police state dictatorship, however, is not an environment where i feel at all at ease.


my love john rah