The Assigned

Prophets or governmental remnants

Agency internment studies me

Questions and sequesters me

Learned of my mind and my private thoughts

Viewed remotely from their mind's eye assigned

What pull you from me now and then ?

Outside Or Even Me ?

My dungeon is dark

While the sun shines

Outside

I could spindle all day

Oblivious of the light

Outside me

While quietly sitting

Inside of me

The pilot light

gone down

to near nothingness.

drawing pages

of knowing and not

listening, catching, spelling

They try to desensitize

To many they succeed.

to me ?

Visions they're putting

In my head, I see

has the devil gotten

even me ?

Testing Dawn's Truth

Dismantling

Dismantling

They're all dismantling

I recognize again today

On the day the

masons name was

repeated, foreigners

in the land making

income come and go

home and recover

under their country's

protection-

Dismantling

They've unplugged my circuit

to the outside world-

No news, is it

really good news -?

I feel the old

crumbling around me

as they prey

on us - crooks

seeking to enslave -

Stay out of my view

Stay out of my world .

Oregon keeps coming

Up today

the free yellow bicycles

they give away !

As if to say -

he did. The circle

came back to the girl

who told me to

leave or question why

I was here - As if

I was bold to think I could

get somewhere, she so

proud so as to not see

Dawn's truth .

In The Hills

She brought over

her spy people

the night before,

They sent the philosopher

as my husband

Her spies were everywhere

In swingers and single girls plastic faces

In segments - trying, vying

for energy.

Energetic battles imbued

In the hills upon the lands.

They plotted for pieces

Of my hair .

The Choke and My Medicine Man

Characters

"People are strange"

Sing, Singers-

Sing-

and deny your

Side- he who judges

he who is Insane to reach such

height, such delight as close to

death, holding breath-

He Thinks he'll

get me .

The characters,

the managers

the producers

the naive

the clueless, rudeness

sweetness, fullness

no nonsense-

No. I start to come

as the thought

of day break

Circles, round.

I am, me

and in me

he is sound .

The Indian swept through

me, truly DNA

truly my medicine

man .

Jim.

Comes

Through

Samantha

This way .

dma

excerpt VISITOR'S LOG entry

yesterday right before waking completely I remembered coming away from velocity either from returning to my body from astral travel or from being one with the rumbling, moving aching Earth ....

I think I am definitely feeling our plight now... i knew the general increase in constant movement but not the speed of which....leaves me breathless... something approaches ?

and the music messiah sang of blood in the streets..like the red planet's dust inside the waters fall

i know something is off, because I am feeling fear....this is wrong.
Stop now and go on. Treat each day like its the last to prepare and if you need to rest, take your rest...

there is much to do, leave them be for awhile they will carry on with their delusions sweeping the many into their brain storm.

New York City 2004

May 17, 2004
New York City

Chaos was the order
Overloaded Senses
Of every sort
Boise pollution
Environmental pollution
Brainwash
Slavery
Old customs
Old regime
Old Parade
Of Beheading
It was dark
And I heard them
Say
“Hiroshima …”

An argument between
Them made me feel as if to relive
And 911 subliminals on
The radio waves , sex on the tv violence
Bloodshed, fear
Angry, rage jealousy
Money
And a (demon) green
Monster
And now Troy
Revisited
They were sequestered.