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Disease was a bigger threat than war was. It's effects, much slower with treatments that we more-or-less mistaken as actual cures, as this form of inward destruction strands worsen as time progresses while generations upon generations dismiss it in scale until masses upon masses become afflicted and an atheistic fondness of a trial-turned-persecution, imminent . Assaults so microscopic in form that they become less reactionary as oppose to the obvious and quick attack of terrorism and holocausts.

1984, a picturesque landscape with a bloodborne pathogen spattered on broken frame. Margaret Thatcher, a 20th century female leader had become Great Britain's first female prime minister in the pivotal year of 1980 that opens up the door for Rosie's last rivet. The assimilation of Third Wave's members hauntingly assimilates the LGBT while a Nazist surveillance around Britain begins with the controversial passing of Section 28.

Pluto-Scorpio transit on the day of 1984.

"Remember Remember the 5th of November", famed comic writer Alan Moore documents in his science fiction novel "V For Vendetta" signifying his fears of the crisis that the human race would encounter with a rampant aid of science technology to assist from this invisible terror and mass hysteria.

1914, and Freud's patient friederch dreams of a Wolf-Man, coding his identity with the pseudonym of "WOLF-MAN" of psychosexual analysis. Analysis of dream-space that Friederich loved Alice in Wonderland around the time and had been around the pool of literary commons, once abused and primal by industry decision.

"Wolf-Man" the Boston artist in a city of America's foundation of the tea Party and the American Revolution. The Patriot and the Rebel; the situationist geographically

Homophobia had become a catalyst for etymologyizing sexual orientation terms by the latter half of the 19th century. The first known anti-AIDS strand found in the rainforests of Malayasia had been lost to athe prospective greed for material gains, and the first known infected HIV-patient found in the forests of Africa from a primate that Darwin would classify as our pre-evolvutionary ."Hitler's formed Nazi army of T-cells" as the Death God laughs and the astrological fondess of this dwarf planet transits until 2000, preluding the sagiterrean visit in 2001 and the World Trade Center. In this patterned worldview of infected bodily fluid that scientists described as a 'super weird substance', would transparently co-exist with the rapid pace of human information of social media between 2008 and the present with Facebook's empirical answer for chaotic info.

The Boston artist documents: "this universe; each living organism infected by the primate; a Darwinian Ancestor. We are all Africans, as Dawkins points out. This life circle of life and death continues and continues.

While presidents, kings, emperors clergymen worry about 'Gods' in a precedent Age of Spiritualism, the closest thing that would destroy them was that precise invisible form, that precise invisible son, as millions upon millions vied in competition to fertilize a female counterpart's womb. From this perspective, the fault in both the science and pseudo-science of psychosexual analysis had phallic envy a subsumption of womb envy, causing for observation that male and female weren't as directly opposite as one would presume based on cognitive dissonance of sex type and the pseudo-philsophies of late 20th century atheists that would have Dawkins' 'irrefutable complexity in "The God Delusion" describing humans regression toward statistic while divorcing oneself from the resulted truths of empiricism.

become direct by-product of womb envy of both genders. 'Why' feminist dogma might inquire, that Marilyn Monroe's wide-figured appearance would counter the second-wave feminist film proposition that thin, blonde-hair stars were statutory in the 60s and 70s during the Sexual Revolution, pre-existing before the French New Wave and Godard's non-linear structure for TV programs, movies, and commercials that followed.

In a subsequent Age of Reasoning that was bound by the impressions of the human senses, the scientist standing under a silver arch glances up at the sky and parallels the molecules inside his brain to the stars. With the moon 300 kiometers away, the light casts a faint shadow of his figure that he quotes from Plato's Allegory, "human assumptions of the black projection" coagulating and synthesizing methods from Jung's new science of psychiatry; the anima and animus of his body and shadow, he inverses induction from deduction reasoning, and concludes his observation through empiricism that leaving behind this raw, black shadowed spectacle as the moon wanes, this presented vast-idea space that even the radical atheist's progression of logic could dismiss, vanishes and is forgotten. as the constant aid of simplified manufactured device made his job more obsolescent and his rational brain's half increasingly diluted by an emotionally paranoid fantasy,

So solipisist in form, the maximalist-modernist feels toward his art piece applying every philsophy in composing this colossal fantasy and to challenege new projects. "No expert", the artist tells his chemists, biologists, as if they were his brothers and sister that he engrossed himself in his own field of academia.

Pygmalion, the Ancinet Greek spcetacle within and now transferring on the religous unlimited foundation of Tokyo. Scullpting that precise wire, that precise code. Shintoism, the ignored polytheism by the westerner instead merries classical greek Gods only due to the language's ease of accessibility. The fixation of the human condition limited the vast kingdom of living organism with plans and agriculture.The predominance of East-Asian enclosure.

The Boston Artist was a broken record machine with the vinyl disc still spinning of Bowie's "Rebel, Rebel" in the backdrop of his assigned art projects from school. At his desk along Park Dr. he inquires "William Adams", the first Western Samurai to enter Japan East-India trade and was a central figure at the time of firearms. The artist's mother "Beatrice Adams". He looks up at his mother whether his name-change as a communication social media platform would signify. Decides to name-change for his mere love of this animal, those is unaware of this historical fondnesss of Sergei Pankeev in Freud's case, the horror genre, Vicious as this four-legged animal seems, he ascribes his emotional reactions to a dogma that he creates out of his own interests. Jung and Freud's psychiatry that perhaps would distill additional edges of this intricately structured crystal would cause for more layers of this intellectualization and would only assist in his observation that would make sense of his craft as an illustrator and filmmaker at an art school he attended.

Geographically, the artist mentors three japanese female students from Showa as two friends of his own are later assaulted by a college student that once assaulted him. He looks at the machine, envisions the assault, and fantasizes about a rape stroking an un-erected tube beside a female pouch native to Saudi Arabia. In this worldview of things, he resisted and turned down her desired form of safe breeding---though, not for the obvious reason that his friends were assaulted at the time.

With his other life circles intertwining his friends' assault cases: his aunt faint ill, and his past father's transgression of impregnating a woman until around this day he was going to be reluctant as this governing power Obama had towered over that 'preponderance'---which he statistically felt trickled down every male star's spine in 2012 after this extreme regressive left would prospectively pig-pile their careers.

No way in hell would he have safe-sex... Even if it was considered safe. "The human race", he thinks to himself... "Is fucking disgusting."

Watching those Amazing Atheist Youtube videos would re-enlighten his perspective to a mind-numbingly culturally appropriated atmopsheres of Marilyn Manson that would have him re-think that. add to the prelimary stages of Oculus VR. You know, person ranting in front of camera and you enjoying this nihilism as it adds to repressed 3-dimensionality you don't get from Facebook's form of profiling and written message.

"Yeah" he thinks to himself. "Manson, closed out the 20th century with a BANG" while amounting us with triptychs to cohere to the three-stage Hero's Journey.

The Boston Tea Party became the Boson "T" Party as in---those Bosons from Boston's Marathon Bombing in the year of 2013 front-paged the bomber on Rolling Stone, casted Spiderman Andrew Garfield, and released the film in theatres so it could be a runner-up as an Academy Award contender for Best Picture. "I love disasters" as the shooter watched the first 13 minutes of The Dark Knight Rises" before turning around and aiming his gun toward the crowd triggering 13 victims with his automatic

None of this fucking matters, I think to myself cosmically.

Like Bowie's "Ziggy" (Life on Mars) and Manson's "Omega" (Mechanical Animals), or female activist Norma McCorvey to Atheist Richard Dawkins---he could finally connect the dots changin dogma to philosophy through nihilistic optimism that later achieves egalitarianism.

But that doesn't matter either.