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Thursday, July 6, 2017

"Tonight's Word: Forget Me Not" - Heisenberg - 7.6.17

Entry Submitted by Heisenberg at 7:35 PM EDT on July 6, 2017

My love, she throws me like a rubber ball
(Oh, the sweetest thing.)
But she won't catch me or break my fall.
(Oh, the sweetest thing.)
Baby's got blue skies overhead
But in this I'm a rain cloud
You know she likes a dry kind of love
(Oh, the sweetest thing)

I wanted to run, but she made me crawl
(Oh, the sweetest thing.)
Eternal fire, she turned me to straw.
(Oh, the sweetest thing.)
I know I got black eyes
But they burn so brightly for her
I guess it's a blind kind of love.
(Oh, the sweetest thing.)

I'm losin' you, I'm losin' you

Ain't love the sweetest thing?- The Sweetest Thing

And that brings us to tonight's word: FORGET ME NOT

Dear Uma,

I hope you enjoyed the chocolate and roses I sent you. I know things have been a little rocky between us lately and I think a little time apart will do us both good. So I'm shipping off in the morning and won't be back for a long time. But I hope that when I return that we can revisit our relationship as it was a very special 13 millennia. I know your family wasn't too keen on me and the family business, but maybe someday we can rekindle that fire we once had. I'm sorry your brother got pinched for that joint and is currently serving 5 to 10 in my familys private owned prison. And I'm sorry that your sister couldn't find a job and has to prostitute herself out. That's a shame.

I'm also sorry about your other brother who's hooked on oxycodone, my bad, our company again. If my company could only develop another drug that would cure his addiction and would sell for $1000 a pill, trust me we would be all over that, but until then, it's a great source for our prisons sooooo. And I'm sorry about your cousin who committed suicide by shooting himself in the back of the head three times after walking in on my dad and his "driver" speaking privately at the family gathering. That's so weird right? That'll teach him to knock. And I'm sorry that your other cousin's brakes suddenly went out after discovering free energy. That's so random! I'm also sorry your mom is in the hospital with no healthcare. Pretty sure my family's GMO factory didn't cause it. Prove it in court, bastards!! Sorry, force of habit. And lastly, I'm sorry about your dad having to be a greeter at Walmart at the age of 83. Please let him know his pension money went to good use. Besides my doctor says it's healthy for older age men to stand on their feet 10 hours a day. Keeps the blood going. Please tell them I will miss them deeply.

Now I know that life will keep moving for us and people tend to forget over time. And I know some day you will forget me. I'm not delusional. Who said that? But it's important for me to know that you will remember our time together. That is why when I die, I want to be stuffed and placed on the couch as a constant reminder of our love. I'm just kidding (*whisper* I'm not kidding). If you could at least keep our photos of Niagara Falls and Grand Canyon up above the fireplace in the living room, I would very much like that. I just want you to know that of all the birds I've ever stuffed in my cage, you are my favorite caged bird of them all. So fly, my little helpless without me, caged bird, fly! And as I drive off in my ruby red 66 Chevy, my Red Ryder (TM) BB gun at my side, the backseat full of cast-iron skillets, and my favorite eight track country song "Baby, don't you throw my heart in the brig" playing, all I can humbly ask is, please forget-me-not.

Yours always, Caleb

Of all the sitreps and all the updates over the years I think Silence is my favorite. What a twist to hear at this point they are not negotiating for power or money or greed or more chemtrails, but for a legacy. They want a championship banner hanging at Staples Center forever. And at United Center. And at Quicken Loans Arena. It was a helluva win streak for them. Just want a little props. I get it. But if you remember, Pete Rose had a great career as well and you don't see him in the Hall Of Fame. I guess they draw the line at cheating.

All they want now is to go full Hitler (Full Monty reference..boom). They want to be remembered as gods forver running 24/7 on the History channel. Full pindar. They want to plant the seed for future generations to gather together in the name of white power or whatever and march in the streets and create chaos and fear all over again. It may be game over now but they want to be avenged. Like the dad in Red Dawn.


All they want is to brainwash the next gen. Amazing. Seriously, did not see that coming. Didn't see Crying Game coming either. Hey now.

It's like that movie, I can't remember which one, but there's an old man, a real son of a bitch, on his deathbed...can't talk. His daughter-in-law whispers in his ear that the child she's carrying is not the old man's son's. Not her husbands. And that the old man's bloodline will die when his son dies. At hearing this, the old man starts to huff and puff and turn red but he can't say anything. And the young lady smiles and walks away. You know, cause he was a son of a bitch.

So this scene reminds me of the cabal being this old man on life-support. All he wants is his grandchildren to know his history and to leave a legacy for that generation to carry on his work. And the elders and NPTB are the young lady that whispers in his ear, "Your grandson will never know you existed. He will never even know your name." Wow. Scene! Cut! Print! Not a dry eye in the house. I mean we all know were getting blessings beyond comprehension and the greatest happy ending in the history of mankind.....


....But this was the plot twist to slam dunk home the gold. Life is like a box of chocolates. And the Oscar for best motion picture goes to…..

I guess it's not all bad. You can still be a lunatic fringe with what you got laying around. But it's not as fun as it sounds. Truss me. Tinfoil hats are not very comfortable. They don't breathe. They get really hot. Kids point and laugh at you and you don't get invited to many parties. But hey, at least you won't be alone. You can always start a blog site and conference calls to get a couple thousand of your closest friends together. I got a slightly used ham radio. I'll give you a great deal on it. Ps. dont overestimate the sheeple, if it ain't on TV...it don't exist. Been there...done that. Talk about role reversal eh?

It reminds me of the song (of course it does) where Bob Marley is planting a marijuana seed and Sheriff John Brown says "Kill them before they grow. Kill them before they grow now". Of all the life-changing inventions that were killed by the cabal over the centuries, isn't it ironic that their seed will now be killed never to grow again? Oscar gold I tells ya.

Dear Caleb,

Thank you for the roses. This is kind awkward but I'm already seeing somebody new. I know, it was quick but it just kinda happened. His name is Jesus. In Spanish it's pronounced Jesus, oops you can't hear me...(heh-seuss). He came into my life when I really needed someone I can count on. Someone who treated me with dignity and respect. As for the photographs of Niagara Falls and the Grand Canyon, I already took them down. #awkward.

To be honest Caleb, Jesus is not a big fan of your family's friggin fracking company as they poisoned the aquifer in his town. I don't wanna pick sides, but I kinda see his point. However, if I ever get you two in the same room, I think in someway you might like him. But don't believe that turn the other cheek thing….he wouldn't budge on keeping your pictures up. Too much history. Don't want to toot my own horn but he's bit of a rockstar if you didn't know….kind of a big deal in Latin America. So.....you can see I've gotten on with my life and Jesus and I are kind of in this exclusive relationship and it's going pretty well, so if you could please stop sending me your forget-me-nots, we'd both appreciate it.

Sincerely, Uma (human, get it?)

And that's the word









"Who's Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses (The Temple Bar Mix)"

You're dangerous, 'cos you're honest.
You're dangerous, you don't know what you want.
Well you left my heart empty as a vacant lot
For any spirit to haunt.

You're an accident waiting to happen
You're a piece of glass left there on a beach.
Well you tell me things
I know you're not supposed to
Then you leave me just out of reach.

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee?

Well you stole it 'cos I needed the cash
And you killed it 'cos I wanted revenge.
Well you lied to me 'cos I asked you to.
Baby, can we still be friends?

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee?

Ah, the deeper I spin
Ah, the hunter will sin for your ivory skin.
Took a drive in the dirty rain
To a place where the wind calls your name
Under the trees, the river laughing at you and me.
Hallelujah! Heaven's white rose
The doors you open I just can't close.

Don't turn around, don't turn around again.
Don't turn around your gypsy heart.
Don't turn around, don't turn around again.
Don't turn around, and don't look back.
Come on now love, don't you look back.

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna taste your saltwater kisses?
Who's gonna take the place of me?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna tame the heart of thee?



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