24-07-2013, 12:37 AM
The Weberman Nodes on steroids, mainlining Dylan's Back Pages, wrapped in Velcro, with a cat hair on the tongue just out of reach
such is the filing system, the clipping service, the almanac of Mae Brussell
from which humming machinery drone jumps
the Missing Note to the Lost Chord:
Alger Hiss said that Richard Nixon was engaged in something "beyond his scope and size."(40) Richard Nixon, like Adolph Hitler, is a patchwork quilt. Both men represent the sum total of all murders, secret plans, behind-the-scene covert imaginations that created their existence. They were hand-sewn and designed by identical masters. It was a community project between persons from Nazi Germany and the United States military and intelligence agencies.
Comes the cabal above Cold War differences of Charles and George Michael Evica, the subject L. Fletcher Prouty, the prolific Peter Dale Scott
Zappa in Brown Shoes Don't Make It wrote, "Do you love it; do you hate it: there it is, the way you made it."
And Nixon joins, in 1974, LBJ that "mastermind" who heart attacked the year before, and J. Edgar Hoover, that spider-in-his-web, who'd heart-attacked the year before that
Dulles was in Switzerland when Germans sent Lenin to dissolve the Russian pressure
"that little Kennedy. . .he thought he was a god"
Kissinger, before the footman snickers, alludes to Iran, the future ally
With Nixon in China before Helms arranged the Big Fall
Mae thought Nixon was such a problem
We were at the Nixon Counterinnaugural January 19 1969 when Rudd's red-armbanded Maoist banged the iron knocker of Justice earning a flurry of birds from the rictus-grinning shysters on the second floor
Ford brought Nelson Rockefeller and George H. W. Bush to address the "problem"
An obelisk from 2001 in the Utah expanse banks the terabytes of a fleet of drones with compound eyes
Watched over by--
I had a Woodstock, 1923 copyright, on the edge of Carson Forest
1972, and when Hoover rode the boat over
we were basking in orange sunshine
By night, amidst the hatbox symphony, the short-wave history is looped in machine gun cadence
Nixon's kind of power over other people 's lives is elusive, and vanishes rapidly at the proper moment. The human family has new weapons in the war against secrecy. Information is power. Speed of communications is power. Ability is power. Sheer numbers of intelligent and concerned citizens becomes power. Facts are power.
such is the filing system, the clipping service, the almanac of Mae Brussell
from which humming machinery drone jumps
the Missing Note to the Lost Chord:
Alger Hiss said that Richard Nixon was engaged in something "beyond his scope and size."(40) Richard Nixon, like Adolph Hitler, is a patchwork quilt. Both men represent the sum total of all murders, secret plans, behind-the-scene covert imaginations that created their existence. They were hand-sewn and designed by identical masters. It was a community project between persons from Nazi Germany and the United States military and intelligence agencies.
Comes the cabal above Cold War differences of Charles and George Michael Evica, the subject L. Fletcher Prouty, the prolific Peter Dale Scott
Zappa in Brown Shoes Don't Make It wrote, "Do you love it; do you hate it: there it is, the way you made it."
And Nixon joins, in 1974, LBJ that "mastermind" who heart attacked the year before, and J. Edgar Hoover, that spider-in-his-web, who'd heart-attacked the year before that
Dulles was in Switzerland when Germans sent Lenin to dissolve the Russian pressure
"that little Kennedy. . .he thought he was a god"
Kissinger, before the footman snickers, alludes to Iran, the future ally
With Nixon in China before Helms arranged the Big Fall
Mae thought Nixon was such a problem
We were at the Nixon Counterinnaugural January 19 1969 when Rudd's red-armbanded Maoist banged the iron knocker of Justice earning a flurry of birds from the rictus-grinning shysters on the second floor
Ford brought Nelson Rockefeller and George H. W. Bush to address the "problem"
An obelisk from 2001 in the Utah expanse banks the terabytes of a fleet of drones with compound eyes
Watched over by--
I had a Woodstock, 1923 copyright, on the edge of Carson Forest
1972, and when Hoover rode the boat over
we were basking in orange sunshine
By night, amidst the hatbox symphony, the short-wave history is looped in machine gun cadence
Nixon's kind of power over other people 's lives is elusive, and vanishes rapidly at the proper moment. The human family has new weapons in the war against secrecy. Information is power. Speed of communications is power. Ability is power. Sheer numbers of intelligent and concerned citizens becomes power. Facts are power.