Thunder and Wonder Pussy

Yesterday, the nurse-assistant, flushed a huge piece of wax out of my ear. I took two photos of it with my cellphone, and now must learn to transfer it so can post The Eighth Wonder.

“It’s a miracle! I can hear in stereo again!”

The NA had me hold a earwax urinal as she stuck a penis-like nozzle in my ear with a squeeze bottle full of warm water. She warned me this would be evasive, and even cause me pain. I told her I had left my body and was on a jet to Boston.

“You are the annoying person in the next seat. Squirt away!”

The ejaculations of the medical bottle ran down my neck on to my crotch, leaving a warm spot there.

“Don’t worry! It will dry!” she said.

This is a pro. She did not give up. It was a stubborn bugger! Finally it’s tiny little hooks could not hold on any longer as she gave powerful pro-longed squirts! I now own visual and written evidence there was something wrong with my right ear. I regret not saving it and pickling it in a jar of formaghide, for this is my Moby Dick tale, my Great Fish story that I want to title……..

The Pussy-Centric Nurse Ratched

Two days ago I had an epiphany. I realized all the trouble I am having with Kim Hafner and her Gang of Amazons, is about Sex. Captured in our videos is her BIG COMPLAINT, being, she has not been laid in twenty years, or more, and – I was it! I was elected by the Woman’s Sex Gossip Circle, to mate with the five hundred pound Canaanite Love Goddess – who has all but gone Amazon! She has not given up on men, completely. I am – Her Last Chance! If I knew the Inner Her, buried under four hundred pounds of lard, I would admit I am ‘The Key Master’. Kim hatched a plan to harass me with her Amazons every time I emerged from my appartment. She wanted me to never forget she is ‘The Gatekeeper’

The problem is, I pay more attention to my writing, and, here come that Damn Book! Now, I got proof I am somebody. Best not let the other Amazons know my sister was a world famous artist, or, they might tell her…..

“He’s too good for you! You’ll never reel him in. Take your Quiet Hooks out of him, and release him. Let him go!”

Kim Hafner could not – let me go, and, I told my Doctor this. She has been trying to follow the epic tale of Rosamond’s biography, that is at the epicenter of much STALKING!

One of my great, great grandmother’s is Abigail Webb. I am kin to Shakespeare. I own superior genes. I am going to make a documentary about a man who tries to save Ken’s cottage, then, one Pussy-Centric Amazon after another, tries to destroy him, and his Quest. This might be a play, with fictional characters, modeled after the famous balcony scene video. A musical would be swell. Here’s a number………

Who Cares!

Who cares about your damn book. Mr. Presco. You get down here this minute. Get down on your knees and pet my, puppy, then pet Big Mamma’s Pussy!

Chorus:

Yeah! You get down, and work out, like you never worked-out on pussy before, because she’s a great woman who needs, and deserves to get laid. So! Get down! Get down on Big Momma! Work on it! Make it happy. Put down your fucking books and fake newspaper, and the lie you are prophet. because, you were born to be our Big Mommas – Sex Slave!

Fess-up! Fess-up! You aint got nothen better to do!

I am reminded of those vintage women in prison movies. Big Momma, can’t deal with rejection. So she takes over cellblock K with the help of the prison rejects. You have to admire their, balls. They made me their prisoner for almost a month. When I emerged from my appartment, they ordered me back in my cell.

They really thought that this is how it was going to be – forever – because I said Christians were Nazis “a lot” while in Kim’s car. What a fucking liar! THIS STALKER needed a reason to stalk me for over a year. She told our neighbors I was crazy, and would not stop saying Christians are Nazis – for no reason. I have blogged about SOME Christians being Nazis, but, I never said – all Christians are Nazis. That would be Coocoo to say all Christian are Nazis – all the time – when only some Christians are Nazis – some of the time.

What is truly remarkable, and historic, is that a posse of vigilante women came to believe a senior citizens needs to be punished for saying Christians are Nazis, too much. How much easier my life would be if I had said Christians were Nazi once in a great while. I must be watching CNN, the fake news, where they report on Christian Nazi – around the clock!

https://www.cnn.com/videos/politics/2018/09/07/obama-stand-up-to-nazi-sympathizers-sot-ip-vpx.cnn

I saw a art show at Maud Kerns of Ken Kesey’s art and writing he did in prison. It is suggested ‘One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest’ was a glimpse into the future. Well, that future has alas arrived! Imagine a movie made about Hillary Clinton going to the Big House and being forced to go down on Big Momma. If you ask me, Ken got out, while the getting was good. His nightmarish fictional vision –  come true – is much worse than his LSD trips could ever imagine! He did not foresee Christian Nazis shouting………

“Lock her up!”

EXTRA!

“Lock her up -and all the others!” Cries the President of the United States! CNN and MSNBC are broadcasting this tonight

https://www.politico.com/story/2018/11/28/trump-rosenstein-treason-meme-1023315

https://www.cnn.com/videos/us/2018/11/13/nazi-salute-prom-photo-reaction-lemon-sot-ctn-vpx.cnn

Kim Hafner the ATTENTION she craved with this false Christian Nazi, thing. She used me, sexually, to get even more attention. Not once did I indicate to her there was a chance we would be lovers. She lied about not reading my sister’s biography. I am certain I told her Carrie Fisher may have written a screenplay about Christine. Carrie is in my family tree, via Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor. Stalking laws were first meant to protect movie stars and their kin. The comment captured on video “You need to be locked up!” looms large.

If Ken came back from the dead, his mind would be blown! Kim and I discussed the harm LSD did, verses, War. The President of the United States is destroying reality as we know it, while war looms in the Ukraine.  Is this part of the plan?

In Germany, Christian Nazis locked people up for any reason they wanted. Did Jesus try to stop them, or, change their evil ways?

In five hours from now I will spread my legs while Dr. Estrich at the Urology Center squirts a warm numbing liquid in my urethral. He is going to stick a tiny camera in my penis to take a peek at the shrinking opening. I might have to go back to using a catheter, which scares the shit out of me because of the bleeding incident that sent me to ER. This is when Brembe came into my life.

I believe I told Kim I have not had an erection in ten years. So? Is anything wrong with my tongue? She suffers from severe clinical Depression that she says disabled her. When I was young, an old man told me;

“Never give a fat woman any attention. She’ll make sure your regret it!”

Before we met, Kim’s being was focused on the truth there is not one man in her life. She would be happy just to go to dinner – with a man. I took her dining – twice! Then, I went back to being a reclusive writer for my newspaper. This is when she became Pussy-Centric with me. She could not get me out of her head. She began to confide in our female neighbors, who took her side. In due time, I was transformed into Hannibal Lector. There had to be a Real Good reason why we had not been in the sack – yet! There had to be something severely wrong with me. I can’t be a real prophet, because, they are celibate, and natrious for rejecting women – like Jesus.

When Kim took Cheryl’s side in her ten-year complaint that I am not going down on her pussy, I was doomed! I was late to my Lynching Party. These women have been sexually abusing me. They can not stop obsessing over me. They sense I got good breeding, and, my DNA is a great catch. That we will not be conceiving children, does not matter, because, women are extremely Pussy-Centric, and, they blame it all on men!

“All they want from us – is sex!”

What bullshit! We have come to the crux of the fierce Culture Wars that our Pussy-grabbing President is pouring gasoline on. The truth as to why so many women voted for him, is out! Most women want men to be Pussy-Grabbers, verses being Book Worms and Shrinking Violets like Michael Powell and myself, who have retreated into our books. We prefer to – read in bed?

In the prophetic post below, I tell Michael about running into Alley Valkyrie. He says;

“You will hurt yourself. They will hurt you!”

I say;

“I wish I had a place where I can have cats!”

My pussy-petting days, are over. My pee-pee barely works. The NA who flushed The Monster out of my ear, asked about Brembe.

“My mean neighbors disappeared him. One of them kicked Clark, Brembe’s replacement.”

This woman, who cares, before she became trained in caring, and, made a living, caring was confused, and a bit shocked. She asked me why they were doing this. This morning I blog the answer…………

Kim Hafner and her Gang of Amazons are furious I am more fond of cats, then THIER QUEEN! Is it possible, they believe if they destroy all that distracts me, I will alas have no choice, but to focus on………..THE BIG PUSSY? It’s a matter of do or die. They have to win! They can not be – LOSERS! This is why one of them called me a – “CUNT”.

Bingo! Alley and Belle are Pussy-Centric. So are their Amazon allies, who can not stop talking about the naughty things I want to do with my penis. NOT!

In this amazing video I mention the book ‘The Horses Mouth’. Michael gets excited because his good friend just recommended this book to him. At the time I did not know Gully Jimson was based on my kin Augustus John. We are kin to Ian Fleming who named a woman in one of his books ‘Pussy Galore’. No woman complained!

Gully Jimson heads down the Thames to an unknown destination. Two days ago I saw him return as Wonder Woman. Gully, is pussy-whooped. He just wanted to be an artist. Now, he just wants revenge. What better way to get that, then be born a woman. Women are vengeful creatures. Kim Hafner has proven this. I captured this truth on video, that will be a part of my documentary, or, movie. I will write a report to put in the Ken Kesey archives.

On the way home from the Doctors, via Source Ride, I talk to my driver who is a big foreign woman. We discuss how young men do not want to get married anymore.

“It costs a million dollars to raise one child till their eighteen. This includes a college education.”

“They don’t want to be fathers, and have a family.”

“This is because woman want to be The Star of the Show. They take their husband’s sperm, his money, then his house – and his children! ”

“There are too many bad women who do this, get married for the house and money!”

At seventy-two years of age, I get it. Women want a producer and backer of Their Show, their play, so they can promenade on stage and be Queen of The Pussy-Centrics.

I suspect most females become Man Haters just after their first menstruation, because, they practice playing house with other females, who grapple with the terrible idea they are going to have to share the stage with A MONSTER MAN, who wants someof her Limelight, if, not all of it!

Brembe was like my son. My doctor was going to give me a document to give to management so he could officially be my Service cat.

If I had just surrendered, and been nice to Kim Hafner’s pussy, then, she would have helped me, employing her professional skills as a trained Nurse Assistant, who worked with crazy people at the Johnson Unit.

Ms. Hafner is guilty of betraying the Hippocratic Oath. She withheld common empathy from me because I wouldn’t give her sex. This is all documented with my real Doctor, and the therapist she offered to help me with this crisis.

I am going to make a replica of my Ear Monster and pickle it. When guests come over, I am going to turn on my electric fake stove. It was as big as the tip of my pinkie finger. It looked like chicken skin that had been in the water for a month. There were three dark spots that I assumed was its heart, lungs, and reproductive organ. I didn’t know what sex it was. The NA kept saying it was real stubborn. I should have insisted on a autopsy.

“Once upon a time…………”

Will the real Inner Woman, please get on the floor. Play first two videos at same time.

Dreamer Jon

https://rosamondpress.com/2018/02/11/brembe-the-life-saver/

 

The Humble Man of Columbia Street – With Cats!

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Michael Powell tried to draw attention to himself so the City of Eugene and the University of Oregon would save and preserve the Lost Treasures of Ken Kesey. Here is our prophetic conversation that hopefully will be put in a Time Capsule, after Niel Laudati grasps our Master Plan – and runs with it!

Meanwhile, I will be secured in a Senior Citizen Cell somewhere under Main Street.

Jon Presco

About Royal Rosamond Press

I am an artist, a writer, and a theologian.
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