GOODBYE, GRANDMOTHER

That way I’d usually think about it was like, if you’re in the mafia, them I’m a mafioso or if I think you’re traveling then I’ll say, “Oh, I have been there too. They have good soup.” Something like that – try to make it sound like a joke ** – I’ve become quite creative. In this [articular time it was a funeral dinner for gran mamma. I thought is was perfectly normal for everyone to be holding a candle so i got it in to my head that everyone should be chanting an ancient language. We would all be united in some kind of coven of pure spirit. So my mom and her husband (who is also my father) let me go to the little garden past the coffin to look at the bees and cardinals nesting on the rose bushes. Through the window I saw my family carry GrandMother’s casket with her body up to the gates of HEAVEN, which made me mad because I wanted to help, bad back and all. I was alone in the rose bushes, sleeping in a cardinals nest. Publications such as “Machines, Theories and Applications”(to be continued)

(ED NOTE: This is a DEPRIVATION PUBLICATION AVAILABLE ON THIS SITE AT DEPRIVATION.COM)

(continued)  have attempted to explain this to me but my comprehension falls short. There are USF transmissions coming from Foster Tech. The waves are tuned through Santo Hominids. Knowing that is a huge help. In my bed that night “EM” begged me to leave her alone and I begged her as well. I remembered being a baby again, getting washed, getting my food wiped off my hands and feet. But was my GRAMMA anywhere near heaven? What if everyone at the church was full of malice and ill-will and the made up the story about birds just to get me out of that room? You see what I’m saying? From that point on I listened to hear USF waves or anyone saying “CONTROL” so I could be a better witness, like I am being now. This lets me be in harmony with the DEPRIVATION. A traffic light is red and so whatever I’m thinking about “STOP”…
Like, I’ll stop wanting to eat a Wendy hamburger (and MAC) or stop going to work. A car will have the word “POST” so I’ll go get a fence post (bad example but I’m writing this in a moving car). DEPRIVATION has the ability to destroy all of everything and I’m very careful to make sure this doesn’t happen. I look at photographs of my grandmother when she was still smiling (And alive – duh!!!!) and you should find something like that.

** – sometimes marginalized people use big talk to seem more important than they are  

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