Posted by Anonymous on 2018/11/16 under Kids God, (and fellow necronauts), I don't know what is doing Me. I am in chair of seated position. Meaning sit. And if the body artist has ever been a book that Ullrich has read out loud then what talking about is know. And Mr. Tuttle is the gnomic mans name by default because he has no real name. Which is okay with Mr. Tuttle but not okay with THE FAMILIAR who naemed him because he is their goods and services, their product so to speak. The kitchen is acting in towards a threnody of optimistic energies. And it goes straight to that it is very confusing because for suchness (regarding the presence-time is introduced) the trace of non activity that takes place for muchness longer is confusing becausse there is mcuhness towards the heavy non-activity so it is hard to adapt to. But because there is no nonmusic it makes the situation muchness more palatable because no-one is trying to yell over the sounds. And the organic sounds dominate the emptiness which is okay with me because sounds never have an agenda. And I dig non-agendas. I'm hoping that the hummingbird visits Mr. Tuttle soon because Ullrich is really on a sstrange good one. (High Strangeness). Mr. Tuttle is willing to help but the schizophrenically autistic emotions seem to be navigating oddly and it maketh it difficult to walk through. But with Perpetual Hope, Inauthenticity and God on our sidelessness we might be okay. Just accept that what Mr. Tuttle needs right now is emptiness, because emptiness is what I need too. Silently Anonymous, -The Archer