I’ll try the vacuum cleaner when I have more space. For now, I’m really busy with a coiled copper bracelet, an induction magnet coffe pot, tuning to the sparkplugs, gravity wave of passing cars. I was strangling Asmodeus with a passing lorry, some hours ago. We don’t want Lady Saraswati of DARPA know we can do this things. Not before we can make a Montauk Monster swarn the Wgite House and the Pentagon. Kemlin. How about a solar Pterodactilous, did you see it Thor’s video? Freaky. I would would go beyond the pareidolia principle of brain recignition of form. Plasma is ejected and perfect aerodinamics in the physical conditions of the sun make the form. Mother Evolution says, baby, one day you may want to fly like jet, that is the way to do it. The pteodoractilous obeyed and they may still have pelican looking descendants flying about.
Saraswati, when you see ptedoractilae flying about, remember the Chair at Montauk and Tremble.
As a weapon of High Magic, congressman Pete Sessions has billed magic to be a good desirable artistic thing. Art is Magic congressman. Save the Art from being ruled. Send demons to hell, even if they are art. But thanks for making my blogging legal.
Mind you. I do have to deal with,Asmodeusa using her vacuum cleaner against me. Then I hold her by the coil and… It is 42 month long story, just this part. And you would need a quantun space camera to appreciate the multidimensional wrestling. When a vampire bites. you are a vampire too. You can only suck back and Pray or Fall into a tiny bit of one of the demon’s mytochondial cell, do be dimishished in space, time, self. Forever. It is a lost war, but it must be fought. Tense your muscles, slowky, those that you never use. Pull yoursef back into your bones. As you find your way into your forgoten blood/nerve/muscle network. Do you find a resistance? Is there who, who claim possession of your flesh. How many? I know. It is spooky scary. But, is it better to fail and die, unaware of your parasites and Your Holy Rights?