I rounded a corner yesterday and there was a group of men cutting down leaves and extending them into some valley down below. There was a large red truck parked by the roadside over the trees and the valley. There were men-at-work signs parked on opposing parabolic ends of the red truck. If the scene seemed to have subconsciously meant no more falling-shit masquerading as falling in love, I couldn’t agree more. The EVERGREEN idea and ideation process is TOXIC to life and all LIVING CONSCIOUS THINGS. It is true that i should never be mistaken for a tree. I have a generational relation to a tree but I am not a tree. And I am out. But my readers, I wondered why the trees they were pushing into the VALLEY was not PURPLE. GRAND CANYON UNIVERSITY has this ad to paint the VALLEY PURPLE. Don’t you need PURPLE leaves for that?
Don’t you have to wait for that? This progress you’re waiting for going into the future? That’s all they do, WAIT, MEN at WORK. I will tell you where and when my readers. The PURPLE tree blooms in NEW YORK in LATE SPRING-EARLY SUMMER. It is nothing more than that to me. You know it is not me because it waits and its time-phase dependent. I never wait for anyone. No one waits for me. I also do not generate hatred in the name of some untrue love. There is enough evil going around, spread your hatred in the right place. I will GREATLY look down on your ignorance in my books. HATE and IGNORANCE works well together and is most toxic when you call it INTELLIGENCE. You can hate me from here to your eternity of unnatural greatness, but sure thing I never generate hate. I have no natural capability to so. It may be time to take the ANARCHIST’S ADVICE; DO YOUR HATRED HOWEVER YOU WANT BUT STOP RAISING YOUR HANDS TO SHIT! When I provide the excerpt for PLANET 19, it will hike to $59.99.