#402, 734 - 2nd Ave. NW,
That's a forged signature!
Ross. People are jealous of your power in the poetry world. They also are jealous that Klaus is funding the Newsletter film documentary starting production in January entitled, ROSS PRIDDLE'S CANADA. Also Ross, thanks for selling those oil sands stocks to cover the studio space in Calgary. When the film is finished THE NEWSLETTER FILMS shall add the extra to buy that studio you placed the payment on in your hometown Edmonton. It is great that you are running THE NEWSLETTER CORPORATION in Canada. The effects of power in the CURRENT MODERN ART MOVEMENT is getting those black balled who just don't cut the muster. Its amazing how a wink and hushed comment can take people off the art list. It was cool how you came up with the idea of calling them SAL MINEOS. Anyway, keep up the work and hopefully this time next year the next project, THE ASEMIC FILM shall be under way.
Read THE NEWSLETTER send a dollar or stamps to RAY JOHNSON JR. 3219 CARDEN DRIVE COSCUMBUS GEORGIA 31907-2143 U.S.A.
That is not a forged signature. Ya'll are jist jealous cause THE REAL ARTISTS acknowledge Ross Priddle as an equal. While ya'll are jist NAME CHECKERS.
Send $1.00 in fluxus bucks or stamps to TRUMAN BENTLEY JR. 3219 CARDEN DRIVE COSCUMBUS GEORGIA 31907-2143 U.S.A. Learn about THE ETERNAL GENIUS OF RAY JOHNSON.
From now on I promise to take my meds.
Many people are starting FLUX GARDENS. The weather is getting cool and so they grow BIG CABBAGES and RADISHES to pickle in jars. Then at harvest VINEGER OIL is spread on a TWISTER mat and everyone rolls around in hairs and skin flakes as they prep the CABBAGES and RADISHES for canning. This is FLUXUS LIFE STYLE at its best. The FLUXUS DADA MOVEMENT is going to also incorporate JAPANESE and CHINESE ritual FOOT BINDING. This is so FEET can become FLUXED FEET. Everbody want PURDEY FEETS not BIG ACE RONNA MATDONNA FEETS NO CLLLLLOWN SHOE FOOTS!
The Newsletter is perpundickuluh!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!JUST TO SHOW THE POWER OF ALMIGHTY GOD LUCIFER SATAN, THE LORD LUCIFER IS BESTOWING CANCER TO DR. SANE. SLOW GROWING LIKE A FUNGUS. SPREAD THROUGHOUT THE BODY. EMACIATING DOCTOR SANE. SATAN DOESN'T NEED A NAME NOR CARES. SATAN IS THE POWER OF THE WORLD AND DR. SANE'S BONE MARROW SHALL BE LIKE ALKA SELTZER IN WATER. LIKE DR. SANE SATAN IS THERE OR ISN'T HE-SHE. WHETHER DR. SANE EXISTS OR NOT. THE THOUGHT BEHIND HIS POSTINGS IS ABSORBING CANCER AS WE SPEAK. SATAN IS LIKE ELECTRICITY IN THE AIR. HE IS ALWAYS THERE. JUST LIKE HOW THE VOICES WHO ARE DR. SANE AND PHRED ARE NOW CANCER HOSTS. SATAN IS MAGESTIC. CANCER IS LIKE GOOD FOOD. ENJOY IT!REGE SATANAS! AVE SATANAS!SHEMHAMFORASH! HAIL SATAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TRUMAN IS NOT HAPPY. BUT SATAN IS HAPPY TO GIVE ALL THOSE WHO SPEAK NEGATIVELY AGAINST HIS CHOSEN CANCER. THEIR CLOSEST LOVED ONES SHALL CATCH LEUKEMIA, AND IN THEIR LAST DAYS SHALL TRICKLE FLUIDS THAT LOOK LIKE ITALIAN SALAD DRESSING.
SSSSSSSH! Those pops. Those creaks. Those muttering voices. Those plates moving around. Those are Satan's daemons sneaking around while you are sleeping. When you fall asleep Satan has DAEMONS hovering an inch from your face. What is that scratching in the walls. What is that sound in the pipes. Why does the car suddenly cut off. Why did the electricity go off at 3:00AM. It is because THE SATANIC AMITYVILLE HORROR DEVIL DAEMONS are wandering the earth this close to HALLOWEEN. OCTOBER 31ST is THE HIGH HOLIDAY! EVIL SPIRITS OF THE AIR HAUNT ALL WHO MOCK LORD LUCIFER. WHAT IS THAT SOUND LIKE FOOT STEPS. THOSE ARE GHOSTS! THOSE ARE DAEMONS! THEY ARE SO COLD. THEY ONLY WANT TO SIT ON THE FOOT OF YOUR BED SO YOU CAN SEE THEM! LOOK AT THEIR FACES! LOOK AT THEIR EYES! THEY ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT! THE CRYING BABIES OF A MILLION ABORTIONS! THEY ARE THE DAEMONS FROM THE BEGINNING OF HELL. HELL IS REAL. HELL IS A SPOOK FARM. IF YOU START SMELLING HAY, THE STALLIONS OF HELL HAVE PASSED BY DRAWING THEIR COACH TO DROP OFF THE LONELY LOST TRAVELLERS FROM THE ABYSS. THREE!!! THREE!!!!! THREE!!! CAN YOU HEAR SATAN'S MINONS? THEY ARE IN THE WALLS. FEEL THAT COLD AIR. A DAEMON TOUCHED YOU. DAEMONS LIKE TO CRAWL UNDERNEATH YOUR BED. WWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!! LOST TO GOD! LOST TO GOD! LOST TO GOD! HALLLLOWWWWWEEEEEN! ALL HALLOW'S EVE! The cold un-natural cold and suddenly you feel that invisible hand of a daemon touching you! BOOOOOO! WHY IS THAT BIRD TRYING TO GET IN THE WINDOW! WHAT KIND OF ANGEL DOES THAT! THAT'S NOT AN ANGEL! THAT'S NOT AN ANGEL! WHY DOES IT TRY TO GET IN! WHAT DOES IT WANT! WHO IS THAT! ITS THE LITTLE GIRL WHO DIED YEARS AGO! SHE WANTS TO COME INSIDE! LET HER INSIDE! SHE IS SO COLD! LET HER IN! EEEEEEIIIIIGH!
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