Ayn Rands ghost shadow walked homeless the streets of New
Yorkaise searching for his unique Martian lineage, in neo human form,
seeing the Mars 2112 nightclub in the light of his solitary existence on
earth with its matching Mars 2121 club.
A prophetic dragon’s dream vision propelled him to new metro run blitzing
off into a million light year fun. Under the cover of God’s saintly prayer
for the masses vanguard psyops persona, he felt tested as an Enigma Cross
of Changes, Saint Lucia
of the CIA.
The American and British Roswells, just another hi-tech high…till years
later I realized all the sci-fi/sci-fact of my youth, and realized that
because a real future is part of eternity for once, my dearly departed Papa
Jeune’s fear the world will Armageddon disappear is gone. I know it’s
hard>but it’s better this way>Word!
By Marc R. Wolsky
aka/BB Ultra
http://bigbrothersultrastate.blogspot.com
(my blog website)
© 2011 Nakajima99
(All rights reserved)
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