If you were to follow my blog you would see that the murder of Saoirse Kennedy fit into it like the unfolding of a chapter.  Someone did that and they used a tip signal in their newspaper. Let me try to explain this a little more clearly, so I can rest.   Peter Balakian taught me the word, "touchstone."  I also studied with Seyyed Hossein Nasr of Harvard Divinity School.  Robert Fripp thinks of his closest confidantes as "barometers." I have tried to shake that one off, but he is a very pernicious individual who refuses to leave someone who hates him alone.  They have made me a metaphysical commodity. Peter Gabriel, as my mother and Honors Department testify, used me on the record SO as an invisible entity for building their metanarrative with, against reality and any meaningful consent.  This seems delusional because the letters were destroyed when I was homeless, but enough people saw them to testify that it is exactly as I say. People believe what they are selling. They had me thinking about The Day the Earth Stood Still while working in Allentown with someone Fripp introduced me to at a Gurdiev cult, cleaning Commerce Plaza as temporary maintenance, on Oct. 19, 1987 when Wall Street Crashed again.  This was a day after a woman from Oxford talked to me about that film calling herself Penny a name that was coming on postcards from Peter Gabriel. The following day, on my birthday, John Stockwell, of the CIA, came to this little town, spoke, signed his autograph, the date and underlined it.  You see, in their metanarrative is a dare, you must believe them.  They will have you cheering Saoirse's murder rather than disbelieve them.  This is rocket of theirs that has already gone off in chatrooms. That is how effective it is.  They used an image so closely paralleling Leroy Blevins' discovery of the reflection from the Records Building on the lens of Zapruder that I had just called attention to in my blog  that I was literally thinking about that similarity when the news about Saoirse came over. That newspaper also imagines themselves having a twisted motive, they are Asian fixated and Donnie Chin was killed in a mysterious situation with similar magic going on. This means to me a metaphysical touchstone warrior used me again to kill a Kennedy and yet have the people who should be defending them cheering them on and that means, frankly, that Yoko Ono was behind the poison murder of Saoirse and you will cheer her rather than accept what that really means about what has happened at UW and in Seattle, just as these stupid, stupid shitheads have poisoned me and cheered this one:  http://doubleillusionblog.wordpress.com a friend of Ono whose namesake Dia of Der Mond’s circle called me on Dec. 8, 1980.  Dec. 8 is the opening image of the film playing in the Texas Theater whose manager was named Burroughs when the Oswald (Boris Karloff stuff) was going on by the way.  I was held in a shack owned by someone named Baker and gravely humiliated by someone named Gruber, two names also associated with Jack Ruby. This assassin and her anthrax was in Satanism studies and Immunogenetics in the 70's.  That means Warhol knew all along about these letters http://texasschoolbook.weebly.com

      I am destroyed by what they have done, but they consider it Unfinished Business.

      As for reliving the crimes they have committed it is extremely hard not to, every year of my existence they have been doing this since attacking me with slaughtering blows from behind in very young childhood.  Somehow, for some bizarre reason, the Asian Warriors! Warriors! In Chinatown got the idea into their heads that punishing Saoirse because a Chinese doctor admitted I was tortured as a child is somehow avenging one of the Chin family gunned down by people who don’t want anyone to know I was tortured, thus assuring that those who tortured me will be cheered and that the Chinese doctor will be intimidated into silence, in other words, Saoirse is supposed to be considered a villain for being loved by me.  It isn’t even supposed to make sense, it is just supposed to make them successful in their horrid, horrid operation of criminal control over media statecraft. I even tried to help them solve Donnie Chin’s murder. They took the side of the killers avenging him?

       Neat, that’s sure a happy world for the Warhols.