Comrade Peter Grotticelli

Peter Grotticelli got arrested with Belle Burch, her lover, and Alley Valkyrie. Peter is a devout Communist-Marxist. That’s Peter wearing a Duck tee-shirt. He is with his comrades playing shovel the snow out of Leningrad. Belle, and her comrades tried to recruit me. They want my newspaper, this blog, in their Marxist Camp. When they failed, they resorted to Political Terrorism. Alley and Butina look alike. There was a large sum of money and covert fund raising.

I will call the FBI tomorrow, and have then check out that fake abuser site. How many men did The Comrades EXTORT money from – for the cause! Belle meets with them alone. The next day Alley calls and makes a “threat”. She actually used that word. What a moron!

Here is a pic of Belle with Peter just before their arrest. They did not like me writing about this, or, digging deeper to discover they a Marxists. This would have made it hard for Belle to get a job. I was expendable. I am an old Bohemian. They are Sexy Comrades out to destroy Capitalism – and they still want a job!

John Presco

President: Royal Rosamond Press

Kevin Belle and the Gambit


Kevin was my neighbor for ten years. We lived next door to each other at the Stoner apartment building on 19th. Kevin would invite me to radical events. Here he is in a photo with Ambrose, Belle’s boyfriend. In the top photo we see Belle with Ambrose and his radical friends. When you go after someone you do not know, best see who his, or her, friends are.

Kevin and I had mutual friends going back to 1987. I lived in a quad and my neighbor was the King of the Punkers, many who were homeless. The young women would come knock on my door as I typed away, they wanting me to help them with their woes. I was forty-one. They called me Mr. Green Jeans. When my bank kicked them off the wall they sat on on 13th. I withdrew my money. I went to a late night punk concert, all the time attending Serenity Lane.

Kevin’s girlfriend, Serena, had been my good friend. We use to talk for hours at the café Romero. She was homeless half the time. She was a writer and a poet. She was a street waif and punker. When 60 Minutes did a segment on Eugene’s Anarchists, they wanted her on their show, because she was known as ‘The Queen of the Anarchist’. She lay low. Who was the King?

Kevin, Serena, and I had a mutual friend, Amily. She was my Muse that I saw in café Romero. She was crying. She had lived in a castle in France with her parents. She had a bullet in her leg. Her father was a drug smuggler. I would talk with Nancy about Amily, who had a daughter by the same name. Nancy was aware of my mission, to get sober, but continue to mingle with Bohemian types.

Amily and I worked on a poem together. It was about two people who spot each other through another dimension, like a knothole in a fence. They know each other from the past. They continue their game. Amily and Belle look alike. The poem is called ‘Gambit’. The final curtain has been raised. Now, my dear reader, you see the whole stage.

I am in Nashville, hitchhiking to Portland to garden door to door with the campers and end capitalism once and for all! Please come to Portland and message me if I’m on your route! I’ll be walking west down I-40 “where permitted hehe.”
Here’s the message I am spreading on the relevant pages:

Hey comrades. I have a message that needs to reach everyone, so please post it and mention me in the post:

Dear comrades, please stick together. If they succeed somehow at kicking you out of ICE, I hope y’all keep camping together nearby. The movement is about to take a wonderful turn that y’all may not have expected. We are going to be going door to door, starting in the neighborhoods around ICE, offering to plant potatoes and beans in people’s yards for free. We will also be canning blackberries and planting wild mustard and fennel in their yards if they want. We will get Portlanders growing/gathering all their own food. It is not that hard with a good strategy. With $0/night camping and food grown together

I am hitchhiking to Portland now. I’m in Nashville and should be there in about a couple of weeks. So we’ll definitely be getting started when I arrive, and maybe some of you will be inspired to get started before I arrive. If you want online presence for this, we can use the Portland Avant-Gardeners group on Facebook. Let me know if you wanna be an admin on that group. But more important is going door to door around ICE’s office, planting spontaneously and revisiting planted yards spontaneously too.

I’m sure most of y’all know this but plz don’t invite everyone all at once to spontaneously visit someone’s yard if they’re not expressly down with that. And you may want to keep the shovels in a hiking pack with the handle sticking up out of it, or in a cart, to avoid frightening people with long blades in your hand that peasants have used in rebellions. Speaking of rebellions I believe we can absolutely totally decentralize the power in this world without attacking anyone. Especially in Portland where the authorities rarely kill us! It’s all about taking away the power of money, which got Donald in office.

When we no longer need money for food and shelter (hence door to door planting and Occupy), we’re almost there. Then it’s just health care. Luckily we have OHP in Oregon, so we’ll just offer to volunteer to such an extent that free medical and dental schools will totally proliferate in Portland before long, especially when the doctors and dentists volunteering to teach for free are no longer paying money for food or shelter!

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I’m going to make this very simple for you. I don’t know if you know who I am, but I sure as hell know who you are, and when you fuck with my friends, you fuck with me. Stop writing about Belle or I am going to make your life very difficult. I mean it. If I see one more word about her on your blog, your FB, or anywhere else, I will make sure that you experience all the fear and discomfort that she is experiencing right now. And no, this isn’t a physical threat, so don’t try to play victim. Frankly, I encourage you to contact EPD, as they already know all about you. I will not do anything illegal, but mark my word you will regret it if you write one more word about her. I will make sure that the entire community knows exactly how much of a sick fuck you are. Your picture, your name, and “samples” of your writing will be posted on every bulletin board in town. There will not be a single person in the Eugene/Springfield area who won’t know that you’re a sick stalker who won’t leave a stalker who won’t leave a young girl alone. Cut it out. Now. This is your first, last, and only warning.”

Peter Grotticelli

I’m officially going to finally make it to Portland in January, presumably with comrade Rainbow. Having a well-defined period of six months to remain in Alabama, I can discard most fucks given about activities here other than novel-writing. That is good, for it first occurred to me as I was walking down I-84 towards Portland from a Rainbow gathering in 2015 that the novel would be an indispensable part of our deep visualization of a realistic transition over the next 25 years away from capitalism.

Donald moneybags Trump has been making it clear that capitalism is the crisis. The possibility of us all escaping capitalism is less clear, mainly due to the cognitive dissonance induced by contemplating the difficult (and for some, currently impossible) task of quitting your job, becoming homeless, going door to door offering to plant seeds in people’s yards for free, and deeply visualize the potential course of the transition – by reading a novel, for instance.

With a well-defined six months of Alabama ahead, and the importance of the door to door tactic clarified, the completion of a novel is now within sight. I’ve been making progress every day for over a week, and it seems unlikely that I will abandon the document and switch to a new one, as I’ve done a hundred times before.

To read or edit the partially completed novel, go to I have made significant progress on scenes from 2019, 2020 and 2043.

Halp! Plz contact me if you want to edit or add in your own scenes. My novel currently consists largely of essays alternating with essays thinly veiled as dialogue, and could use editing.

Portland has that critical mass of counterculture that once almost melted San Francisco, but unlike San Francisco it has sufficient yard space and a fertile valley. I look forward to ending capitalism there, and watching the freedom ripple outward.

Peter Grotticelli

At least the prisoners in Portland fight for their freedom once in awhile by living together for $0/night in public gatherings facilitated by Occupy Wall Street, Standing Rock and Occupy ICE. Now all they gotta do is set up some camps for the purpose of completing the restorarion of the alternative to capitalism that the Standing Rock tribe had just 128 fucking years ago, rather than just continuing to react to its excesses. Ok? Standing in front of the tank is noble and slows it down, but it is time to give the youth a way to meet their needs without using the money that they receive when they drive tanks, build pipelines and arrest people for immigration and other nonviolent acts.

To complete the task, we must proliferate gardeners’ camps like the ill-fated Avant-Gardeners camp of December 2013 of Eugene. It’s been a long time. Now I am in Huntsville, Alabama and will probably be there till January. Being here among prisoners who think they’re free and think they are spreading freedom to the people they are killing at war really pisses me off, causing me to keep it perhaps too real. For insulting the troops here, even online, I could get attacked or jailed. It’s not like people are going to read a fucking book about the US government’s habit of overthrowing democratically elected governments around the world and installing dictators for profit, like “Overthrow” by New York Times correspondent Stephen Kinzer. It seems the US has actually been eliminating freedom.

Anyhow, to best grow food in the neighborhoods around the gardeners’ camps, we will need to go door to door offering to plant food in the yards for free. I believe this element is absolutely critical to the strategy, for it constitutes direct, IRL, spontaneous visitation of prisoners. Y’all ever seen Pink Floyd’s movie The Wall on acid? Can you picture that? Well now, imagine a scene in which the people of the gardeners’ camps knock on the doors in the wall, and they begin to open. Sad people walk through and perk up, dig their shovels into the neatly trimmed evil grassy monster outside, and sow potatoes, beans, mustard, fennel and more, and some walk with these strange gnomes to the other doors, sowing more, and some camp with the gnomes and before too long enough people are camping that people can start camping freely without a significant risk of CPS separating them from their kids for it.

In 1973, when the military draft ended, hourly wage growth suddenly stagnated, prompting more people to volunteer to join the military for the money, ensuring a steady supply of cannon fodder for the future. ee

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1 Response to Comrade Peter Grotticelli

  1. Reblogged this on Rosamond Press and commented:

    What Kim Hafner created her at McKenzie Meadows in The Kimbo Tribe. She is doing a rendition of ‘Lord of the Flies . Tribalism is on the rise. The Loner is hunted down – and demonized!

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