LaVoy’s High Noon End Time

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On December 30th. I posted the following on Stefan Ein’s FB. He was going to have another party at his show. I wanted to be there. I was seeing signs of my impending death, and wondered if we were all going to die. After talking to my friend Amy Sargent on the phone for about an hour, she called me right back and told me her broken clock started working – and it chimed. It chimed again a couple of minutes later at 5:22. Tow days later the Bundy Brothers came to Oregon and began their ‘Freedom Revolution’ after they declared the United States Government – DEAD! Play both videos ant the same time.

https://rosamondpress.com/2016/01/28/free-for-all-armageddon/

My Armageddon Vision began on June 30, 2014 when I discovered a video of my ex-wife’s lost art. She had rendered nuclear holocaust images – as did Amy in her last painting. I will send her this blog – which is a Major Work of Art. I am a VISIONARY! I am not alone!

Rena and her ex-husband have long been news due to Government handouts to farmers and ranchers.

https://rosamondpress.com/2014/02/12/i-found-renas-second-husband/

http://farm.ewg.org/persondetail.php?custnumber=A08321578

Jon Presco

Greg Presco shared a video to Stefan Eins‘s Timeline.

December 30, 2015 at 4:31pm ·

When I was talking to my friend Amy, this clock started chiming after being dead for awhile. For over two years I have used High Noon as the coming of a great cultural event. Something is killing the cats of Pennsylvania. https://rosamondpress.com/?s=high+noon

December 30, 2015 at 1:03pm

Greg Presco

Greg Presco For God’s sake, buy me a ticket to New York. I must perform an exorism. There may be blood. I was named after John The Nazarite. Stefan must not drink at midnight!

Greg Presco Would someone please buy me a round-trip ticket. I have not seen chris since 1986, or met stefan. This meeting should be captured on film, because the fur is really going to fly. This reunion will be a work of art.

Here is the most prophetic writing of our age that I posted two years ago. I saw it come true in slow motion. When I read Rena Easton’s word about cowboys, I could not stop myself. I had a vision.

https://rosamondpress.com/2015/06/05/waiting-for-artaud-2/

https://rosamondpress.com/2014/01/15/artauds-homage-to-van-gough/

“Rena Victoria’s return in a more fleshy form (ink and paper) is equivalent to Eve returning to Adam in Paradise. A New Genesis is under way, as I own four pages of divine suggestions worthy of the Sistine chapel, such as this one;

“I see you are quite left-leaning. Please do not, in your urban world, be too hard on cattle producers and red-neck women. We are human too!”

Perhaps this is not a commandment from the omnipotent pedagogy, but, it is a wished for course correction that points the prow of my ship towards a more feminine, thus peaceful star. If I don’t want the source of my inspiration flow, to be cut-off, I will do my best to write the most profound apology in the history of the English language. James Joyce, move over.

For a warm up I am going to author a short story about two French lunatics who escape from the booby hatch and hop a steamer to America in 1872. Going West, they buy a cattle ranch in Montana, and are pleased that they fit right in. Here, scary psychotic folks carrying a big gun are held in high esteem. In no time Vince and Art have acquired a reputation.

“Don’t get in these guys way, because they are bad-ass hombres – even though they’re from France.”

Just put a cowboy hat on Gough and Artaud, and we got one hell of a psychological western thriller that tells the world Artists and Mad Men – are human beings too!

Do you think there is a Cultural Shootout coming, between me and my Muse, at the ‘I’m O.K. You’re O.K. Coral’? I think this is exciting as all hell!

Jon Presco

https://rosamondpress.com/2014/02/12/helen-of-high-noon/

 

The United States of Armageddon

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A review of Mary Ann Tharaldsen’s Art Movie. Part One

There are so many “First off” things I can say about my ex-wife, Mary Ann Tharaldsen, and her apocalyptic Art. I have narrowed it down to three.

1. I love Mary Ann
2. She has a highly evolved sense of humor
3. My ex has an uncommon love for fresh two by fours

Now, let me mention my terrible character flaw. In order to bring order to my chaotic life I have foisted my need for calmness on those around me, especially those I love. The second biggest mistake of my life was being critical of the chaos I found in Mary Ann’s living room when I first enter there. Along one wall was salvaged pieces of wood, and freshly scented two by fours. I didn’t understand this was a work of art in progress. I should have taken a picture, and let it be.

“The Smithsonian will want a record of this.”

In the kitchen of the Victorian we rented, was THE ARTIST’S LOFT. I was impressed that a woman had built it. Mary Ann showed me her tools, many of them big manly electrified Black and Deckers. How could M resist this name? Words like Chanel No. 5 was not in M’s vocabulary. She owned a level.

M majored in architecture at Cornell. Her goal was not to be a WOMAN architect, or a WOMAN artist. If M has anger, it is at being typecast on a stage that automatically reduces women down to second class size. You can see in her video she is in command of The Stage. This is a resurrection, a healing, as her hands conduct the Orchestra of the Dead. Then, here come her laugh! This is the chuckle of a Mad Person who was determined to threaten normal folks the way crazy male artists threaten people. M was keenly aware how she rubbed people the wrong way.

Our ceilings were ten feet high, and if you climbed into the loft there was an attic of some kind with a cupboard door that opened into the living room. This was the Childrens’s Treehouse where Eric and Britt dwelt. I never climbed up there, I never mounted THE STAGE M built in the middle of the kitchen that rained down children while one was eating on it. There was no longer room for a normal kitchen table. This was a mobile made of two by fours, a jungle gym. The biggest mistake our family made, was we worried about being average. We were being watched. Need we ever wonder why?

In the video I found on the internet, M mentions she did a sculpture. In back of her along the wall, are fresh two by fours lined up like extras on a movie set, or, balletrinas waiting to dance on stage. These boards are Mary Ann’s props that are in a state of suspended animation. Something is going to happen with this lumber. In front of the lumber is M’s LOST ARTWORK that I have never seen! She never told me she was an APPOCOLYPTIC ARTIST. I have never beheld such chaos, such destruction, such madness and despair. Here is M’s Black Swan Song unveiled at last. But, is it too late? Did the world end as she knew it, a long time ago?

The LAST MESSAGE we exchanged on Facebook was full of hope that we might take up our relationship again, but, when she added this extension of the deal “No drama!” I just had to remind her what Judge Boutillini said just before he un-cuffed me from his desk.

“You’re just a victim of circumstances?”
“I was just an extra, Judge!”

In this photo I snipped from Youtube, we see THE LIVING WORK OF ART IN ACTION that I title;

‘The United States of Armageddon – with Old Stove’

You can’t go wrong with this All American title. What M has done in the fine example of Stage Art, is, rip-off Jasper John’s American Flag, with bulls-eye, and Grant Wood’s ‘American Gothic’. It is no mistake that M’s paintings up against the wall look like an American flag, but, instead of a hopeful field of stars (that can no longer be seen thru the pall of the nuclear winter) we have a the Wooden Stripes of Hope, being, we can rebuild after the ‘End Times’ if we have fresh two by fours – and employ clean lines. No more bullshit next time!

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Did Jaspar invent minimalist art, or, just finalize it? In this photo we behold this truth. This genius has summed up what modern man is all about, the making of Absolute Nationalism with Glorified Church and the means to destroy it all so the Savior will come and save us – with a Fresh Start. Here is the God-head of Western Reconstruction. For dropping this atomic bomb on the Art World, Jaspar was given a Tiny-tot chair to sit in because he has taken away the talking-points of gallery dealers, and the critics, who needed a way to humiliate him because this is what they do – on the sly!

I will try not to do this in my review because Mary Ann may be the most humiliated artist of all time, and this may not take in the truth she is a woman, a mother, and the ex-wife of several men. Famous male artists are not required to be married, or take care of any children. M had to go to work to support herself and her children.

I have never seen these damaged works of art, never knew they existed. What they reveal to me, is, this artist tried to SAVE THE WORLD with HER art. The key word here is “her”, because, women are not allowed to try and save the world. The question here, is, does Mary Ann employ a secular philosophy to do this thing, or, has she borrowed from the church? I knew her as an atheist, but she could be a secret Christian Appologist.

Because we were Man & Wife, Mary Ann is kin to the men in this work by Heironymus Bosch who was employed by the church to render apocolyptic images. The Wedding Feast at Canna has been severely damaged and altered due to Iconagraphic Wars. Pieces of it were chopped off in order to get it to fit I a niche. The dancing dog was painted over an image of Pope Adrien, and I suspect our kindred, Gottschalk Rosemondt.

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Mary Ann made some brilliant marriages, but, made a huge mistake in marrying Chuck, a right-wing upper-crust hot-shot San Francisco attorney who took my ex to the cleaners – with the help of his partner. Chuck was conducting Cultural Warfare against this brilliant artist before we met. Tharaldsen gave up her art that got put in storage where the roof leaked. I beheld this damage when I saw her large portrait of her friend, Mimi Farina.

If I am not mistaken, my ex is saying she was married to David Seidler the producer of ‘The King’s English’. This puts Tharaldsen at the epicenter of a very prestigious Cornell group. M was married to Thomas Pynchon, the good friend of Richard Farina. I can almost hear their discussion as the Soviet ships carrying nuclear missile, steams towards Cuba – the Bulls-eye of the Apocalypse.

Who can change the course of the End Times? The Kennedy brothers went to Harvard and gave America the idea that highly educated college students could change the world – and end the Cold War – by offering a better, more clean, and constructive CHOICE. These brothers, and Martin Luther King, were put in the bulls-eye of dark destructive men ‘The Anti-Artists. The End Times takes away ALL choice, but the choice to choose Jesus. Human Choice is so dirty and highly cluttered. Here is Hiroshima, and the attack on the World Trade Center. Ground ZERO! 911 is the work of a minimalist.

Target stores hired commercial artists to render a iconographic symbol, make a brand for our modern times – washed clean of our most lofty ideals. Gone is the cross and the swastika. But, there still is a rising, but, doomed sun – with Doomsday Eclipse! The days of owning free will, and being able to elude our fate, is over. Might as well go shopping.

On one of M’s paintings she wrote these words “NO PEACE”. America must rid itself of the idea there must be TOTAL WAR, before there can be peace. Appocolyptic writing came about when Judaic apologists could no longer employ a jumble of chaotic words, allegedly from God, to explain why there is such a thing as HUMAN HISTORY that was growing ever more indifferent to God. Mary Ann’s greatest sin, is, she is a very intelligent, and highly educated, Humanist. Many men want to see her fail.

The person that has helped M get her work back in the light, understands this is a historic event, but, she and M can’t quite put their finger on it. In this still-pic these two women pose like bookends and wave their hands over the dead who reach up to them.

“Save us!”

Take note the saviors make the infamous sign of the M that we find in the Grail lore Dan Brown exploited. Here is Poussin’s mysterious masterpiece that allegedly has educated folks identifying the tomb of Jesus, who for a little while, was a peace-loving hippie. Is this dude about be reborn as a Holy Jihad rages in Babylon? That M could stand for Mary Ann. But then, maybe not.

Jon Presco

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Finding herself stuck between two droll and dusty bookends, two avant guard writers who expect at least one avant absurd poem from her, Lucia finds her breakout moment when she meets Antonin Artaud at the Moulin Rouge. Back at his garret they do mescaline together, in the form of Peyote buds Antonin has brought back from his trip to the States where he witnessed the Ghost Dance. Teaching her some of the moves, Lucia goes into a trance and into the future. In her vision quest she finds herself on the dance floor of the Filmore West gyrating to the Grateful Dead. The first Dead Head is born!

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1 Response to LaVoy’s High Noon End Time

  1. Reblogged this on rosamondpress and commented:

    My favorite author is Kurt Vonnegut. His book ‘The Breakfast of Champions’ altered my mind. For two years this blog has been advertizing the greatest Art Happening of All Time, the second Mid City Arts Festival. Pynchon is invited because he is my favorite – living writer. We share the same muse, born of the same pussy. I am coming in disguise. I might be Kilgore Trout, or, Mr. Rosewater. Greg Presco: Finding herself stuck between two droll and dusty bookends, two avant guard writers who expect at least one avant absurd poem from her, Lucia finds her breakout moment when she meets Antonin Artaud at the Moulin Rouge. Back at his garret they do mescaline together, in the form of Peyote buds Antonin has brought back from his trip to the States where he witnessed the Ghost Dance. Teaching her some of the moves, Lucia goes into a trance and into the future. In her vision quest she finds herself on the dance floor of the Fillmore West gyrating to the Grateful Dead. The first Dead Head is born!”
    https://rosamondpress.com/2014/12/20/lucy-in-the-sky-with-starship-2/
    You just read a truly psychedelic blog where Kurt Vonnegut was drafted into the Acid Army in order to take over the world and the universe, and, he barely got out of that board meeting with his life, so thick was the marijuana smoke.

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