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My time has passed

Tuesday, December 28th, 2010

Walking in the forest, I found a shovel sitting by a tree. So I dug a hole. A little way down I found a bone, maybe a leg bone. Maybe human. I took the bone to the old woman who lives up the street. She deals tarot cards, reads palms and talks to the dead. The old woman told me it was indeed a human bone. She told me it had a violent past. Then she lit candles, burned incense, spoke in tongues, and communicated with the dead. Sitting in her living room surrounded by B-movie props I felt the air turn cold. A voice from the other side spoke; ‘leave me alone. My time has passed.’ The old woman held out the bone for me and said, “bury it back where you found it.” So I returned to the forest, to the hole I had dug and I tossed in the bone. I picked up the shovel and filled in the hole. Then I took the shovel back with me and put it in the shed. Some stories were not meant to be told.

Imperial Propaganda

Tuesday, December 7th, 2010

“It is important to realize that the most effective forms of propaganda do not falsify verifiable truths and circumstances; instead they weave a preconceived pattern of significance through cleverly judicious use of available objective facts.”

Dr Curtis Saxton, in Endor Holocaust [theforce.net]