stairway files

I'm convinced you have the stairway files.

 

That's interesting, I lost those things some time ago, you even tagged DNA but I still don't see the invisible printer.

 

Alright we will assume you have the archive.

 

Okay, what am I doing?

 

 

 

I'm not talking about the things you can see I'm talking about the things buried in the archive that have remained fully covered.

 

I'm not giving you a lot to work with here so you're going to have to do some research with all of the Devils that surround this work.

 

Now I've got a rock 'n roll track in my head that does not fit the field of view.  “She's got to be somebody's baby….”

 

That triggers another invisible thing associated with the G.

 

Now I'm off track. Well, welcome back. Yes I were a member that book now. I'm reading Stephen King's latest novel called Dr. sleep. And now I'm not going current and no I am not going to correct that.

 

I'm assuming this is a variation upon ping-pong.

 

You'll have to excuse me, strange noises are distracting me, perhaps their Hawaiian noises.

 

Anyway, here's some MTV.

 

 

 

yes we still have cut-and-paste issues. So I suppose I will just create in this field and then cut-and-paste any other field. The good thing about all of this is I'm still not doing any rereads or rewrites it's coming directly out of my mouth and into the microphone and on the page.

 

 I had to get up and look out the window when I was hearing Hawaiian noises. I was about to talk about a book. This book, the one I'm reading now, did something that made me think about another book I read some time ago. There is a motorcycle man who does a drug much like what we would call Crystal meth. Only this book was written long before Crystal meth ever made any splash anywhere. Anyway he's a motorcycle guy that does a lot of this strange drug. He goes to Mexico to do something important, something that's good for somebody, something we want him to succeed in.

 

 It was a good book it's unfortunate that I can't remember the name or even the author. As Mr. King was tickling my fancy and made me turn around and look at this book from many years ago I began to realize what I had always known was that this previous book, the one about the motorcycle crack crazed good guy, was way ahead of its time and visionary in the prediction of things that were to come.

 

 Now I'm thinking about the Rolling Stones and the song called hanging five. That's not correct either and I'm not going to correct that.

 

 Or, we could use some of Mr. King's magic, hold hands, roast marshmallows, and dance around the campfire singing altogether now.

 

 You know I like that track. I've been working with the image of Charles Manson lately. I find that interesting because Charles Manson actually comes up in Mr. King's book.

 

 Don't worry Charlie, I'll get things back on track.

 

 Of course if you going to work that direction you should really do something in white.

 

 Now I need to think about iconography.

 

 Now I'm thinking about going to target and standing in the checkout line and having one overeducated and irritating oriental guy calling me.

 

 Yes I know that using the term Oriental is offensive, Mr. oriental boy.

 

 Let's say a ghost is telling me to do that, a ghost from one of the Virginia's, which gets back to a rock 'n roll group, I think they were from Cleveland, I could look that up but I don't want to.

 

 I'll let you whip it into shape.

 

 It's a big world so go ahead, move forward.

 

 My goodness, who would think that such childish behavior would be so pleasant.

 

 October is a strange month. You people think you know the half of it.