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nUkiEmOLe bio-Sketch #10/ 06 Sep 2019 What That Context of Surreality Was

nUkiEmOLe bio-Sketch #10/ 06 Sep 2019

What That Context of Surreality Was



While UC Davis was not where I learned Surreality in-the-aRtes: dept. as gRad student, 1969 thru 1974, but where I hashed overtly the “funk-Extent of Funque-aRtes”. I went to arts shows in Davis, in Sacramento, in Vallejo, in Stockton, in Modesto, mostly bitchen-Cal. In the ‘southlands’ of bitchen-Cal I fund funk artists in lotsa cities. Costa Mesa and parts of Anaheim, Garden gRove, stood forth as funkiness amenities paralleled dRAwings and ceramics materials. Plaster sCulpts led to laminated fibreglas, that which was eventfully painted. Lotsa, people, good persons, who imported themselves to wirk around deadly and carcinogenic-Chemicals– in the fields. I, too, saw fit and took to occasional werk for long hours, as heat did not bother me, but lack of food bothers any “werkor”. California’s a long-Valley state, and then there is what’s left of the southlands, also once-Orchard, sublime for freshened air, or was that also chemicalizationing the once-bReathable–air?

Van-1, dRivoR’s side (11-28-12)…

Some tRavel-tRavails were always pRotesting w others—me as an anti-NucleaRist which I explained matter of factly! Of course, Barstow CA vicinity and Palm Desert growing region. Hispanics into making colorful arrays as wall-Murals, opportuned wherever people congregated or were passers-bye. Many of those, the latter, depicting the plutocracy of violence that w.i. which we live. Some were stoically “bought”. Others were allotting the Bourgeoisie was all theirs. Altruism was a presentment that Surreality was debased, altho in my opinion that Surreality was how that formula of genre “exacted the toil and toll”. The people could not have a better catalyst than “R” as the “righteous: poet-ExtRaordinaire” because I explained the tonality, the two nuclear-Molecular: weapons despicability. As I drove, 10,000’s heard my intonation via en voce` words to watch-out-for NSDU-238 and the plutocratic-Distemperment. My painted over rust 3/8’s ton Ford Econoline 224,348 miles total, led my ways 17-years, before the overhauled motor halted me, in Sacramento Cal, 1983.

  Van-1 other side (11-28-12)…


Wherever I was “pRotest: tRavel-travailing” my legend expanded (1969 thRu 2014). I was really amazed, but often my en voce` was excused and not oft-Hand repeated. Yet, being a legend was really a pRecuRsoR to having time to discourse “nucleaRism”. That meant, getting data to update as a starting-Point on a computer, but not always being at home to learn those techniques for discretions. Altho I have a ph0t0gRaphic-memory, and that was all that I might need—as well as not having pains to degenerate my needfulness. Unfortunately, that did happen. I was into improving upon my output and have been trying, like staying from my metals in yard when electric-Storming is presentiment. The facts, on ‘DIRECTED ENERGY WEAPONING WAS SCANT’ then. D.E.W. did in the olde-Republic once and for worse, as plutocracy methods increased i.e. not to good for social-Justice.


Yet, since, the fires and ass-hole mannerism of black-Ops of “the new-Rome: deep-State” 11th September 2001 what is imbecilic and murderously on-Going as though contaminating the planet could be virtuously “vacuumed and placing that debris into a debacle-Bag to zap by electric-Chamber combustionings”. My injuries, were scant, but osteo-Arthritis and aRthritic-Attacks were immense, that of a pain-Glorious hardship. What was happening was that doing and thinking w.o. relating was being interrupted by neurotic-Neighbors, costing me 11 days in jail for yelling on phone at neighbor across-the-street while trying to converse w Sheriff’s Office dispatcher. Then, upon returning from Yuba River, one of my major study zones, I made an error of judgment and lost 134 iMaGEs, especially the nuDelIe gal playing on a plasti-Raft, amongst others. Then, Oct 20th the 3-vehicles accident, when an explosive set on my towing tRailer “steel Wheel blown the tire as well as gashed the rim 2.75-inches. There have been nothing but “social-Calamities” as those basically are beings perpetrating against my succeeding w my explanations and historic-Explicatives regarding “the nucleaRism” that is the militant and deep-State lax-Philosophy, rather than Conditonalism, which is where my adjudications have pointed.


Therefore, why did I not move, was relegated ‘tRashed’ w countenances-Abhorrent. Primarily, I need an indoor-Artes: metal-Building as studio, w of course werk area to weld and naked gas w pom-Poms doing leg rises not to distract my strength-Durations. As my ph0t0gRaphing, since age 9.5 has become techniques, experience assimilations of digital and un-fortunate” losses, I am morosely desiring to stay as cost would be hampered by increased expenses. Altho, the “coloRadei-L0tt0” is available where I shop, monthly, those times are now obviated by expensive repairs and my in-completed camper aspect-Factoring, e.g. not finished. When I state, no more living in “bitchen-Cal” I basically mean that I am open to any non-Usuried disposition where I could share rent and female hospice. Because I actually, do need somebody around, quite positively. My plans since Fall 2013 was to move for six-Months each fall: Oct 15th thru April 15th following year. My meagre income was lambasted by website not being allowed a more significant “health-output”. Thus, I do not have $850 per month cRamped apartment quarters, and no opposite-Gender having her weigh-ins for my b0d.


I am looking forward once again to halting my bloGs, as nobody has done this amount of significance to nucleaRism, other than that I’ve heard, read, seen in myself selfless preoccupations—to date.

"R" Addison

I started into believing that I would be able to show my data and my photogRapHics in 1996. By 1998 I was learning computers would gain ascendant methods thru technics of programming for a future connected to data and information. That was nuclear-Molecular finding(s) to share and my personal-Activism w first account specifics and engendering(s).

As cameras went 'digital-Tech' I fond that editing was also to follow in 2004. Then, in 2005 my first digital camera had replaced usage(s) of s.l.r. 35 mm's. I have no mercy nor pity for the thieves who have stolen my hard werk, as anxiety of what I allowed was mid-stReam--anyway! Those asshole-Pukes have cost me $1,000's on a fixed income and I remain single, sole-Survivor of two-Families w.o. offspring!

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