been doing a viral pr stunt today at a book fair in vienna. been a while like back in those london days. was extremely easy, child's play. have i not been expelled from barbican centre and british library by secret police watching me do the same at their premises lol?
'leaving a memo', i called it. most of these people know me but were content contributing to my collective slaughter - aka 'casting out of the game'. can they continue to pretend that i do not exist for much longer? is there any more devastating arena in the 'truth' sphere than the book scene? wouldn't it have been so much easier to lose face for everyone involved 15 -20 years ago when i knocked on every door imaginable only to find it slammed at my nose, again and again?
what's next, now that the entire show has reached a state that's even beyond the most outlandish farcical imagination?
is it possible to ever step down again, from those self-aggrandizing pedestals, even if they keep crashing down into a bottomless abyss of shame and capitulation?
time will tell. some people with karmic ties will come out of this very positively, that's for sure. waking up isn't hard for those who still have traces of kindness and sincerity in their hearts.
i'll keep walking my straight line rolled out for me by divine ordainment. as i do, things actually are getting easier and easier. won't they become harder for everybody else fighting heaven?
19th September 2026