Not everyone in Lane County has a ‘Tree Therapist’. Two weeks after we met, she let down her golden hair that was like flax. She was transformed.
“Starfish!…..Is that you?” I said to my inner divine author. Calm down Mr. Presco. You can get in trouble for…..this!
Three weeks later, I talked about what inspires me to write. She told me she uses themes in her performances. Then she showed me…..this!
I felt like – feinting! I recalled young girls doing such a routine on Adam’s Street during the Whitaker Celebration. They descended from great oak trees! I was afraid to tell my TT my vision.
Last week I told my other therapist I was going to Hayward Field, He told me ______and Rapunzel were going. I told them I hoped to see them there. I employ the name Rapunzel to keep her identity a secret. I did try to tell her I created Starfish to be my bodyguard – too – because I suffer from PTSD. I chickened out. The time was not right, The moment has arrived. I will now e-mail this to my TT. She has helped me get grounded, and works with a wondrous spirit – to heal me!
Thank you!
John Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
EXTRA! I just realized Rapunzel is the rebirth of the Turnverien dream of Carl Janke. She has done trapeze!
“My middle name is Jane!” exclaimed Starfish in a melcoholic way. My mother hated her husband’s fixation with the JOHN name. They were arguing on the Oregon Coast, and Virginia pointed to a starfish in a tidepool.
“This is what our daughter will be called!”
Beneath the gold onion domes of the Danilov Monastery a few miles south of the Kremlin, Vladimir Putin’s chief shaman explains why Russia is hell-bent on destroying Ukraine.
Above is a pic of a model I barrowed off the internet. I misplaced her name. In my James Bond book ‘The Royal Janitor’ Miriam Starfish Christling marries her boss, Victoria Rosemond Bond. She moves out of her treehouse on the grounds of Osborne House. My book is over five years old. Victoria was a heterosexual until I saw Putin’s Cossacks whipping women. My aim was to protect LGBTQ people, and not promote them. With DeSantis’ attack on Gay People and Black History, there has not been such a Bond Battle that takes in the War in Ukraine that NATO and Japan – support!
DeSantis says he will not backdown in his vile holy Jihad with Disney. I tell you this day, Starfish will not back down, and, she hereby challenges DeSantis, Putin, and Kirill to a Holy War of Words, not unlike the one that Elijah fought against the Priests of Baal. The Battle of Bohemian Grove is the most prophetic post of many I have made. The Sword of God – is by my side!
Putin’ s men took Starfish and Victoria to a special prison, where a hologram of the Russian leader introduced our BAD agents to foreign prisoners. One was a giant of a woman that played basketball. Miriam told this forlorn woman that she was an athlete, an amazing hurdler – who has never competed!
“We ran in a grove of trees felled in a windstorm. Ivan competed at Hayward field in Eugene Oregon.”
One of the men behind the mirror got on Google and brought up Victoria Thachuk, a Ukrainian hurdler that will compete at Hayward field, while Russia is banned. Putin’s hologram was fed this information, and his image pointed to a screen. When a video of Viktoriya in a race was played, both our spies gasped.
I awoke last night from a dream where Rena and I were homeless again. I realized we had lived in a enlightened state that caused us both to start glowing. We lived in a tent in the forest for fifty days. I got up and looked in the mirror. My face and beard was glowing. My blue eyes were like crytstals.
I went and turned on my T.V. and beheld two blond news-spell casters for the pure Aryan Christian-right. They had eyes like doll eyes. They were praising their fearless leader’s failed attempt to sign peace treaty with insane Nuclerar Terrorist. A chart was produced that showed how much time CNN spent covering the Fake Hearing. No image of the Naughty Check given to Cohen for silencing a Porn Star, was shown. One blue-eyed crystal being of the Pre-Rapture, looked to be seventeen years of age. She was very hard on the Democrats who couldn’t wait for The Trumpeter to fail.
“There will be much gleeful celebrating in Pelosiville tonight!”
I blinked my eyes because I saw Barbie and Tinkerbelle. My autistic friend would come over and watch her innocuous cartoon movies. There are pastel color patterns floating about. I am reminded of North Korean propaganda flicks. My post this morning was going to titled……’Hard Attack of the Blue Crystal-eyed Sheenas’. Then I found the movie ‘Green Mansions’ starring Audrey Hepburn and Tony Perkins, and my mind was – FRIED!
“What?!!!!!”
Then I found the movie ‘Sheena’ who looks like a young Mega-Meg. Is this the inspiration for the movie Black Panther?
“You’re trippen, Jon. Calm down!” my inner vloice said. Then I heard this;
“You’re on BLACID.”
“What is Blacid?”
“Its the new pure-blue Aryan drug invented by the evangelical magicians who work for Fox News! Remember the liquid blue acid you took in 1966?”
“Oh! That! Can we go directly to Nirvana? Do I got to go through Pixie Hollow?”
Victoria could not believe her luck. Admiral Sinclair was being stationed in Japan and asked Victoria Bond if she wanted to purchase his Aston Martin. The second she lay eyes on it in the parking lot, Miriam wanted to drive it.
‘You don’t know how to drive!” offered Victoria, relieved that her lover was not going to get behind ‘Her Dream’ and more than likely – wreck it.
“You can teach me! I am a quick learner!” Retorted Starfish – who gave her dear friend – the look.
“Shit!” Bond said, and was now googling the nearest airport where there was always a airport road that no one uses. She found one that was long enough to get her Aston thru her gears. As promised, Miriam proved to be a very fast learner!
(Fuck!) said Bond to herself, knowing what was coming next.
“Can I have it! “
Behind the wheel of her new Aston Martin, of which only 77 were made, Starfish let go a yell!
“Tarzana…….here we come!”
Drivers who love to drive real fast on the LA freeways, instinctively felt Starfish coming, and checked out their rearview mirror. If they did not move to the right fast enough, Agent 006 pulled up on their right, and gave the driver – the vicious glare that many dead men had seen. It was the last thing they saw. Being dressed like a Savage completed the deal, as did the ashen look on Victoria’s face. Was she taken hostage? Were they about to be – on the news? Is there a helicopter flying overhead?
(Gulp!)
At the Edgar Rice Burroughs Museum, Miriam now excitedly talked about her Russian father who attended UC on some kind of scholarship. After seeing a Tarzan movie on T.V. Alexis started buying Tarzan comic books, and other pulp fiction written by Ed. He loved the illustrations by his son, Jack, or, John. Starfish was lecturing Victoria with Edgar’s fixation on the name JOHN. He named his son John, and his daughter Joan.
“My middle name is Jane!” exclaimed Starfish in a melcoholic way. My mother hated her husband’s fixation with the JOHN name. They were arguing on the Oregon Coast, and Virginia pointed to a starfish in a tidepool.
“This is what our daughter will be called!”
“When we have a baby, we will name her Jane.”
“After Tarzan’s wife?” asked Victoria as she beheld a photograph of Jane and Tarzan in their tree house.
Starfish came over and looked at the photograph and went into a deep trance.
“Maybe I will call you Jane.”
“And, what will I call you – Tarzan? Take me to lunch.”
“Where?”
_______________
When the Aston pulled up in front of Gucci in Beverly Hills, heads turned when Starfish got out of the car. They had seen several Aston Martin’s around town – on a regular basis. There were James Bond wanna-bees. Seated on the deck at a table for two, our BAD agents got a call that would change the course of history.
History will tell that the global war with China was hatched here – with a palm tree in the background! Looking at the laptops, they saw a hundred container ships anchored off Los Angeles. There was a Trojan Horse concern. China had developed a super weapon that could knock out all our computers – along with the power grid. What if these ships contained that weapon?
“How do we get on those ships?” typed Victoria.
“You need a cover. We were thinking about two cultural reporters for the Getty Foundation who want to do a article on the cultural affect these ships are having on Los Angeles. Come up with new names.”
“I will be Mary Jane Starfish, and, you will be….Joan!”
“I hate the name Joan!”
“But, it is- so you. You are the serious and sane one, who helps ground your Wild Woman!”
“There is Joan Rosamond Clifford. I’ve always enjoyed her history. How does Joan Rosamond sound?”
“Perfect – Joan! Joan Rosamond, Cultural Curator of the Getty Museum, and, her sidekick Mary Jane!”
Halfway through lunch, Mary Jane launched another one of her fantastic Russian fables at her.
“Did you know China invaded Troy, and helped conquer it. The Trojan Horse was made in China. It led a vast army that came along what would be known as the Silk Road. The Greeks convinced the son of the ruler to help the Greeks conquer China. When the Emperor saw his son on the horse, he felt totally betrayed. He was able to gather and army and defeat the Greek menace. Several generations later, Qin Shi Huang, the first Emperor of China ,made a terracotta army believing Greek statues were the source of their Warrior Power.”
Joan gave her lover a long look.
“Are you a Russian plant? Who fed you all this bullshit? We’ll use it. Chinese leaders are terrible at denial. There culture is rooted in luck, not lying, as we find in Genesis. Lying to God is such a strange concept.”
“Are you talking about the Adam and Even encounter? Adam was made in the image of The Truth, which is God. But Eve brought another lesson. Being culpable does not always work. Being creative works – most of the time. I will teach you about The Shekinah when we have more time. My parents used to take me to court trials in our small town – for entertainment. We had no picture show.”
(a fashionable couple in the neighboring table – caught that one – and wondered if they were smoking marihuana.)
“Did you know Maureen Sullivan is Mia Farrow’s mother?” quipped Joan. And, that bit of gossip turned some heads. Eavesdroppers!
“Rosemary’s Baby! They used to call me that because the way I stared at the judge, and – THE ACCUSED!”
“Lose lips, sink ships! How do you deal with the idea of Godly Punishment? Adam, is a snitch!”
The woman at the next table began to choke on her piece of fancy asparagus. Starfish slowly turned, and, gave her…….the look.
Last week, the EMP Task Force on National and Homeland Security issued a scary report on China’s ability to conduct an Electromagnetic Pulse attack on the United States. The key takeaway, according to Dr. Peter Pry, executive director of the task force, is that China now has super-EMP weapons, knows how to protect itself against an EMP attack, and has developed protocols to conduct a first-strike attack, even as they deny they would ever do so.
According to the Center for Strategic International Studies, China has the most active ballistic missile development program in the world, so this is doubly troubling. China used stolen U.S. technology to develop at least three types of high-tech weapons to attack the electric grid and key technologies that could cause a surprise “Pearl Harbor” attack that could produce a deadly blackout to the entire country.
Dr. Pry outlines how China has built a network of satellites, high-speed missiles, and super-electromagnetic pulse weapons that could melt down our electric grid, fry critical communications, and even takeout the ability of our aircraft carrier groups to respond.
John Coleman Burroughs was born in Chicago, Illinois on February 28, 1913 — just at the time that his father’s famous creation, Tarzan, was beginning to catch on. February was same month in which his father, Edgar Rice Burroughs, decided to make a full-time career of writing. In fact, ERB dedicated the first novel he wrote, A Princess of Mars,to young John. “John” was obviously a favourite name of ERB’s — as well as giving the name to his youngest son, he also christened his two best-known heroes with the name, and even used it once as a pseudonym: John Tyler McCulloch. The ancestor of whom Ed was most proud was Virginia settler, John Coleman. Coleman was also Ed’s brother’s name. JCB (Jack) and his older sister and brother – Joan (pronounced Jo-Anne) and Hulbert (Hully) – were all brought up on Tarzan stories and were encouraged to develop a great appreciation for the outdoors and nature. By all accounts ERB was an excellent father and his most prolific and artistic writing period coincided with the period of time when his three children were probably most demanding. He had said, “Were I literary and afflicted with temperament I should have a devil of a time writing stories…”
Here is an amazing post I made. Vincent saves a small painting I did that he found on the floor of my mother’s garage. He got it framed and showed it to me. I won Artist of the Week at McChesney Junior High, and my teachers asked me to do a larger work – just for him! I identify an angel as showing me the Rice coat of arms. I believe this is a Futurian.
When Vincent died, I am sure he grieved at not having an heir, a son who would carry on his memory. The same can be said for June Rice who nursed me for a couple of months when I had whooping cough, that almost killed me. Uncle Vinnie wrote a sports column for the Los Angeles Times. He took me to an Angel’s game just after they were formed. I worked in his warehouse and got to drive a forklift. I was seventeen. I told him and his partner I wanted to make a submarine out of a discarded factory piece. They smiled. I was very eccentric.
Vincent had to think to himself….I get the consolation son. Mark didn’t want anything to do with him. In the photograph above you will see a cast on my hand. I broke it after hitting a wall at Kathy’s appartment. Marilyn had moved in and was screwing a German Jet setter. Kathy was dating the guy who MCed ABC Golf. I caught Arnold Palmer eyeing my sixteen year old girlfriend’s ass. Kathy was Mayor Yorty’s ex-girl Friday who he fired for not sleeping with his political enemies to get something on them. This is a very Fast Crowd! Vincent was a avid golfer and owned a home on a range. I have placed his name next to Arnold Palmer, Sean Connery, and Ian Fleming. Vinnie saw Marilyn on a beach in a bikini. Did my uncle brag on me to his golf buddies, he embellishing my attributes? I have placed Vincent next to Black Mask Authors and Edgar Rice Burroughs who I am convinced is his cousin.
Perhaps if his wife, June, was not such a prude, Vinnie would have become a Crime Reporter. I believe Vincent talked Rosemary into not abandoning her four children after she fled to LA. She got busted making naughty movies for Big Bone’s Remmer. Was June spared the truth? She warned me not to go into The Sawtelle. I didn’t listen. I got involved in The Beatnik Murder Case when I fell in love with Melinda Frank who got thrown out of the Rice abode when she showed up for Thanksgiving not wearing any shoes. She refused to go home and put a pair on. Her father and uncles were…..The Last of the Purple Gang.
I’m going to author a story about ‘My Square Uncle Vinnie’. Put Edgar’s hat on my uncle. We will be Golf Detectives. Folks in the Golf World will hire this Uncle and Nephew team. We will go into the Sawtelle to solve a murder mystery. I am sure I will find Vinny in a Rice Family Tree.
John Vincent Rice
Copyright 2021
President: Royal Rosamond Writers and Illustrators
I just created a .com and email. A lineage from one of the daughters of Royal and Mary Magdalene Rosamond, is born, and will be sustained by me and my offspring.
Before Jerry Brown and Meg Whitman were even nominated as candidates in the California governor’s race, Republican and Democratic groups began gearing up attacks on each of them. The Republican Governors Association created a site cleverly named “whatsbrowndone” and California Democrats labeled billionaire former eBay CEO Whitman, who has poured over $100 million of her own money into the race, as someone who was essentially trying to “Buy It Now,” a phrase popularized by the company Whitman led as it morphed into a global juggernaut and one of the most successful stories of the dot com era. These themes turned out to be prescient.
EXTRA! I posted this, then turned on the news. Secular Propaganda is a beast in itself. This is Religious Propaganda being cranked out by the Foxy Christlings at Pixie Hollow. Trump is LYING to his evangelical base who put him and most Republicans in office. The Mark Meadows clash – has blown up! Evangelicals have taken over the consciousness of our Democracy. This is what you get.
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