Wednesday, August 21, 2019
Friday, August 9, 2019
Monday, August 5, 2019
The Hidden Target
This was written some time after the Las Vegas crowd shooting a couple of years back but never posted on line - it was published in "The Deringer Files Vol. I".
Not
Quite A Random Shooting
(A
Theory)
10-11-2017
I often
wonder whenever there is some shooting where many people are killed
and injured, if it was not done purposely in order to throw the
police off the plot, that it was only done to target one specific
individual or certain people in a crowd.
I think the
same thing about airplane crashes and train wrecks – were they done
just to get rid of one man – some one of importance that the world
does not actually know or realize just how important – perhaps some
one who just happened to stumble upon some great secret or an
inventor that could destroy an industry... or some one that has
gotten to close to open doors and connecting dots that he should have
stayed away from... or maybe the heir to a great fortune that does
not know he is...
I remember
when I watched the first Jack Reacher film (have never read Lee
Childs) and I got the plot of it before they announced it – it is
highly possible for an actual mass shooting event to be staged in
order to off one person – they are staged many times in order to
push an agenda – gun control using crises actors – I do believe
this to be the case in many recent events, and I do believe that
there are equally as many legitimate ones... but I do not believe
that things just happen – that certain events or evidence happens
to be coincidental... no, that I do not believe – in anything.
I believe
that in some cases patsies were used - Boston, the London Tunnel
bomber from a few years back... and others where there is evidence of
crises actors and lack of evidence of an actual event – a drill
gone live – how convenient... and I believe in the reality of
assassins... that must be killed off or that commit suicide before
they can be questioned or given a day in court... first rule of
assassination is... kill the assassin.
I think
about the Rogue Priest – wandering a crowd some place minding his
own business... thinking that he is safe from those 'Heavy Dudes'
that are after him... he buys a soda and a burger, maybe, and sits
down at a table outside some little eatery... it's mid-day and
office workers are out for lunch and without a warning... a shot is
heard but the sound echoes off the walls of the city... and another
one rings out before the first body hits the floor... and another...
and another...
By the time
the chaos and the madness settles... a city intersection is covered
with blood... 15 souls were released from the prison of their bodies
and at least a dozen wounded that will still be able to go back to
work and pay their share of taxes... for a couple, charitable
foundations have been set up a day or two before the incident... by
whom and exactly what the money will be used for is anybodies
guess... and among the dead... a priest... or at least we heard he
was a priest... or was he an unfortunate homeless American that
no-one knows or cares about... just an unfortunate John Doe at the
wrong place at the wrong time... like the others... film at eleven.
Saturday, August 3, 2019
looking for the summer
"Looking For The Summer"
By
Chris Rea
Look deep into the April face
A change has clearly taken place
Looking for the summer
The eyes take on a certain gaze
And leave behind the springtime days
Go looking for the summer
This ain't no game of kiss and tell
The implications how you know so well
Go looking for the summer
The time has come and they must go
To play the passion out that haunts you so
Looking for the summer
Remember love how it was the same
We scratched and hurt each others growing pains
We were looking for the summer
And still I stand this very day
With a burning wish to fly away
I'm still looking
Looking for the summer
A change has clearly taken place
Looking for the summer
The eyes take on a certain gaze
And leave behind the springtime days
Go looking for the summer
This ain't no game of kiss and tell
The implications how you know so well
Go looking for the summer
The time has come and they must go
To play the passion out that haunts you so
Looking for the summer
Remember love how it was the same
We scratched and hurt each others growing pains
We were looking for the summer
And still I stand this very day
With a burning wish to fly away
I'm still looking
Looking for the summer
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