Saturday, July 26, 2014

banana republics. Carole Lombard. On a temporal continuum. Check for the Library of Congress edition.


           work in progress... can.t work on it now because Elan Portnoy, Marilla Palmer and Arline Lasberg think they're Marie Antoinette Ingres by race and I'm their slave. To prove it they cursor a blue line from photo to photo, claim the medium, all of Hollywood,  is theirs, and block photo placement by being hacks to fool commoners and switch me to a new post page, to claim me as a whore to their superior race, so all I can do is blow, after Portnoy intimates, YOU GO!

8.27AM cursor locked; photos listed as upload miss those portraying couples. Checked picture file, and are still there. Message by Palmer: I cannot reproduce. I can only blow.

8.35AM. Cursor blocked again. Portnoy is trying to create a paranoia. Will not budge until his will is done. For Portnoy, cursor needs to be top left parallel to photo just published.

8.38PM cursor turns blue blood aristocratic, and underlined again, photo displayed on a perpendicular, Hapsburg court, later TODT, SS. The abovementioned are spies for. Portnoy, as a Fuzztone, displayed a Nazi black iron cross on one of the covers, and had a costume jewelry one in his collection. Had no idea what it was at the time. Later, in a brief and disgusting encounter with a Trash and Vaudeville Alice Cooper fan, ranting in my presence at how he and the 69rs were going to 'put me away' to a Marc Jacobs clone, I saw the same cross surrounded by Nazi symbolism on the back of said idiot.s jeans vest.Took a photo of a less boisterous him years past, behind the store.s counter. Refuse to go to the store now because I don.t feel like checking my bags every fu* ing time I think of approaching the door.


cursor appears at the bottom of above photo at 8.47AM
Petit Mal Portnoy is working on a false arrest in lieu of his, possibly through a Pennsylvania contact.
8.48AM cursor, in black, goes from bottom right of photo to one line below left of ...
and will not BULGE, battle OF! I.m listening to Damn Yankees, so I don.t even care.
  8.51AM cursor pushes above photo, or, what Gable and Lombard knew about Jews having to move to Hollywood to chase African American severed heads for the Hapsburg as a great English expansion and how that conscripted Tuscan  medieval poets like Cecco Angiolieri to run, run far away from sieges like Castello -in Tuscany- Manfredi- a Ghibelline, German invasion in the area since late 1200.s because of the love felt for him by their ally, a Becchina, which you would be oh so paranoid to take as grave digger, and torturer instead of Rebecca, let alone Manfredi as Man, cold in a cute little occultation in English and northern Italian slob, all the way to 'Bama separate but equal toilets, or, the artist as an exotic outhouse.

Sittin' on the lonza, Canto I, Inferno, you bastard f.s.

9.02AM cursor blocked again. Then released.

YOU GOTTA HAVE HEAAAAART! MILES AND MILES OF HEAAAART...

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