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Saturday, December 31, 2011

caitlin
I'm forced into a state of psychological sickeness
It takes a long time to get the people out/get the emotions they place in me out.
I have to go to an OWS meeting will update later.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

Apart of occupy wall street
A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on hbo
12/31/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 432/8 james hughes days

Thursday, December 29, 2011

caitlin,
when this is over i'm moving to london. 

-little nemo 
(christopher) 

apart of occupy wall street
a caitlin rodriguez production 
little nemo on hbo 
12/29/2011 
black caitlin heart 
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 430/8 james hughes days 

day 430/8

I will not allow my art to be controlled. Somebody heard my last words before my mind snapped I've acknowledged somebody as my sister. I will not allow anybody to take this away from me, I don't understand why they want to take this away from me nor why anybody feels that they own me.

There is no need to speak about end goals or what country I'll live in at the end of this project this is so far away this seems absurd.

I love you

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

Apart of occupy wall street
A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on hob
12/29/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 430/8 james hughes days 

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

I go to sleep on the train, Tracey Flick sent me a dream. A dream about pascal, smelling shitty, when I went to his apartment, I get up and look for change. I don't have the time as little nemo christopher do to anything but get cash for the next level can't fight the people on the other end right now, don't know who they are one of the implications is one of them is now your friend sarah bergenheim replacing one of the people I wanted gone. But I can't proove this and I write everything to you presuming you don't know I exist or the cobblepots told you I exist on your birthday that you gave me a gift of smoking but pearl forrestor would play sarah vergenheim as this girl whoi wanted emo crushes, the word emo opposes upping my # which I need to do and I'll do nothing to do but search for $ and go to OWS for a metrocard. I found more media we're in but I'll write about this at another time. Tracy Flick initates this, eventually I'll find out who's in my body. I'm decently sure they help me, there's people in me who create king of homeless my own private idaho until I can match the bubble as a decent looking occupy wall street member. No longer being a hostage means republican in my world, My greatest creation is my D.N.C. contact occupy wall street hat. I pray that you know I exist. Everyday I pray before I eat, the prayers of a hostage who got involved with these fucking people who wanted to pretend the human soul is real because they can read thoughts and didn't understand adderall allows the human mind to function and create alternate creative versions of self. Whoever the fuck these people are there are fake scientists who try to create a go-down function and association to my biological father. I will advertise for shire when this is over whenever the fuck I reach the end of this, the cobblepots seem to have the gateway/allow me access to other people every so often. At this point tracey flick has been segmented into the exact moment she's placed upon and everyone who has taken care of me throughout the years but she's also the girl who told me to create a daily blog and came up with the concept of the artwork/pua in this. She's my astral radio city limbo sister. The seizure thing comes into my body i'm in columbus circle I will write to you later. I love you from hell.

-Little Nemo
(Christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on HBO
12/27/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 428/8 james hughes days 

AMORC

caitlin,
one of the possibilities is AMORC this illumanti group that I signed up for.
I don't really believe in spirituality these people could have tried to sign me on for this shit
they broadcast into my mind and try to create spiritual symbols out of childhood
a dead grandfather, a necklace I believe protects me from the past
of course in that case I then threw the shit into the ocean which would make spirituality into manhattan
materialism protects me from spirituality and everything I hated about childhood
meditation, reincarnation, working for a God who didn't do anything
this is why you're god a fashion design major from pratt would make a tv station with her friends I place in the background and out of occupy wall street.
I have arguments with this guy from bloomberg about the human soul but he's not one of the original illumanti people, all the shit they place into me/fight with me is of the human mind but my only way to get rid of what they place into me is my medication, then I use focus and thoughts to get rid of their thoughts
somebody helps me on the other end places thoughts in my head that I'm My Own Private Idaho, one of the attractive people at occupy wall street waiting for this thing to end and my limo to appear to become republican. I want an end to this nightmare endless hell that never ends.
Tracy Flick might be paris hilton but I doubt this. Also I'm sure she isn't be it's a plot line for one of the other people.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

Apart of occupy wall street
A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on hbo
12/27/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 428/8 james hughes days 

Monday, December 26, 2011

caitlin,
i don't want to admit that harvey weinstein threatens me daily or somebody who claims to be harvey weinstein who wants to take your $. I run out of the medication to get out of this thing battling the people on the other end attempting to get to the next level where I can fight them/have enough medication it requires a skill and should only take a minute to get them out it's something like assuring your aura is clear based off the concept of energy vamprism all of this shit that I studied and came up with for little nemo they made real but fucking made me little nemo with my medication as the indigo activation. I can't move my body and am put to sleep for 16 hours without the medication and can never stop speaking.
little nemo because he took the three candies.
This is why it's fucking 2011 because I keep running out of the medication.
I came up with the concept of the art/johnny nemonic with the girl from hells kitchen who was there when my mind snapped and this project decided to fuck me and james hughes, james trained me to do everything on the dreamscape with the people I call shire.
Fuck, these people were next door in apts in this thing wtf won't they just come to where I am.
Fischerspooner, I came to this deep emotional conclusion about "tracey flick"/the girl I labeled leviticus about loving her deeply and emotionally and having this anger that the people on the other end tried to take her off the project after my mind snapped/associate it to harvey weinstein. This is my conclusion on her, can't prove which was which or how much she's taken care of me, have to take james hughes word on this but it wasn't even james hughes for a long period of time, somebody however has taken care of me through the years maybe one of the scientists but in this case they like the idea of my friend from art school being my art inspiration and soul guide.
Carl is one of these people, a guy who speaks in this carl voice from aqua teen (but blatantly tells me what to do in this game).
I need $ or I'm fucked I have to go now. Have to take from tip jars panhandle whatever to get the medication or I'm trapped in this shit. One day I can prove that you know I exist.
Whoever has been on the other end that Hughes and I took from the bloomberg dimension have been helping me reestablish into society. But I don't know who's who. I fucking hope somebody of your group of friends knows I exist either way (as the cobblepots have played them before they will now play the role of your friends/I go into a psychological mind state of telling myself the pain of being this makes me kurt cobain of williamsburg, brooklyn)
trinity church represents the gift of returning to reality, towards trinity (you) and your actual group of friends as the day we got back the park (zuccatti) I found how much I owed my doctor. The actual map of economy revealed, reality bit and slowly towards getting out of little nemo and the medication it requires.
Trinity church is a symbol towards truth, I decided to give u the $ at trinity church in fairfield. Where I invented exit 47 which is on my london wallet.
Little Nemo to princess the exit we used to get off of. Caitlin the only reason I associated to harvey weinstein was I thought he'd create/promote our tv station @ domino sugar/I was told you were getting celebrity connections. I thought you'd get this from bloomberg. But Harvey Weinstein lied/I don't know bloomberg's involvement (I'll attempt to tackle this on another entry)
all I know is this station will only exist because of the people I call the cobblepots and James Hughes.

I love you

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on hbo
12/26/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 427/8 james hughes days

save me from this. entry about nothing. went into the seizure. wasting time

Caitlin,
There is no point in the current year. They make me seizure and I decide to reference when I decided to make this into art ceremonies. I won't allow the people on the other end to create a world where I have to fight Harvey Weinstein who never had anything to do with this project in the beginning. I will not allow the other side to pause my art or my words or the current year to affect anything. I can decide what year it is, if I'm trapped in time I will decide what's real.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

Apart of occupy wall street
A Caitlin Rodriguez production
Little Nemo on hbo
12/26/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 427/8 james hughes days 

Sunday, December 25, 2011

sent into psychosis if I fail

caitlin ,
everytime i see how many posts exist in caitlin rodriguez husband I want to shoot myself.
It takes an immensely long time to get these things off my eye.
remember the financial district
a note to myself about how these fucking people took over my body took over the center of my brain wanted me to make shitty art forced me to forget and wanted it to be a  good thing
I hid in tim willis house when they first came into my mind, they couldn't understand why they couldn't penetrate me.
I need tools the religion is literal self forming on symbols based off my medication/focus/making you god $ w/hughes and the girl I named Tracey Flick who I told I loved in the morning when I gained a small sense of reality which was gone quickly.
If I don't get these people out they say worthless catch phrases
they leave me updates and highlighted words that harvey weinstein has chosen to be associated to him
this is the only word chosen to irritate me aside from currently christie cummings
I remember my memories being erased in 2008. To an empty seizuring
i can use the internet now. this had me unable to move after prison. fear and suffering was all harvey weinstein placed into me.
I cannot handle how long it takes me to get them out of me. If I fail I'm thrown into a state of anger with voices projected into me. Today they say Harvey Weinstein, they used to say the most famous woman paris hilton. It's all a state of psychological sickness. If I succeed I gain apart of myself and a chance to find out what happens when I reconnect to the people who used to speak directly to me not in low wave alpha voices but in their direct voices.
I haven't won probably end up in a state of moveable sickness but able to panhandle not forced to sleep for 14 hours a day which I am as body/caitlinrodriguezhusband.
Leaving apple store now. I previously explained this in an earlier era of this. 08.
I am a fucking ghost of nyc my graffiti art; ghost letters to you, purposal to marry me and create a tv station in williamsburg where I was told I own domino/pfizer. I wrote palindromes 1991 paris hilton prototype which is my bond with tracey flick who came up with this concept of little nemo art with me in 2007 before my mind snaps in the level that takes memories if you don't complete the art quick enough "your soul" my bond with her is her pretending to be you/taking care of me/with hughes building me out of harvey weinstein and into the real world/show/exit.
For many years I believed you to be a celebrant that I was using Harvey Weinstein to get you connections into hollywood and for our williamsburg brooklyn tv station which we were to make once I was free, after our marriage. Creating the art was like being away at war and in return my wife was taken care of, something like Al in Quantum Leap. None of these attempts to win you were true and I still have to beat the original item I signed into.
I love you. Gained very little senses, failed to get anyone out. James has a logic build function to do this project from the street/the psychological limbo of venues as the apple store/occupy wall street.
It's necessary; symbols are no longer accessible as my 2007 apartment and I could end up in prison hence a child system in required.
There's a mass accompaniment of artwork in my descent into psychosis/homelessness/harvey weinstein.
James/I/"tracey flick" work to create the same at this point as I re-enter society and find my medication. The entirety of the project is based on shire biopharmesudicals/art/belifs and focus on the human mind.
The others in the project are on computers somewhere in n.y.c. they are unable/will not come to me until I reach the psychological ego state I had when the project started in 2006 (with all of the internal functions which were psychologically activated via my legally prescribed medication. This is a project documenting the actual indigo: ADD children treated and with the ability to grow genius via adderall.)
The book I wrote today/art piece labeled "palindromes 1991 paris hilton prototype" is a dedication to my work with tracey during the error of time without james hughes and the church of silver tiles (which serves as a metaphorical function in quantum leaping in art/project since this started at the school of visual arts).
I carry this book/bag with a note to myself when I'm going to run out of my medication worried the people on the other end will leave me in psychosis/fuck me and make me a child. This happens and I live in penn station until I find the medication. I gravitate to the book/bag/note. I never read the note which describes everything that happens including "paris hilton" who is invented by somebody who claimed to be michael bloomberg. Although I believe the real paris hilton was involved for a period of time I cannot definite this and likely was simply based off her youtube.com clip and my belief in the upper 1% as the proper ruling race of the world/sexual attraction to wealthy women only).
During the period of time I run out of my medication "Michael Bloomberg" creates a mockery suffering rule where people associated to him can tell me only what I know until I figure out what has gone wrong (a citizen kane to be born punishment clause).

During 2008 the belief/memory of you is based off Sarah O'donnahuge. James Hughes has all of my ideas with him/belief systems in friends and behavioral patterns stored in the album "the anniversary" - designing a nervous breakdown
(including the concept of creating artwork as body and returning to the real world to bring the $ to you, the hipster queen and to the graffiti artists of williamsburg brooklyn. Via using little nemo to literally make me a graffiti artists and post this period of time, when I finish the project, I ascend to wealth/heaven)
I accessed this information/emotions when I reached the real levels of the project with Hughes/Eric and our work/the spiritual art plane of the project.
Bloomberg or who claims to be/causes the seizure caused me to seizure which destroyed the emotions and connection and left me in the psychological sickness mode (emotionless fake art, usually with one symbol or word thrown into a psychotic newspaper which I cannot control until I get the element that causes this off my eye. )

-little nemo
(christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on hbo
12/25/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 426/8
james hughes days







Friday, December 23, 2011

caitlin

I'm trying to use the emotional depth of Arun's funeral to get these people/things out of my eye. 
The focus will get the black out of my eye which will allow emotional depth and thoughts. 
I can get around the false smell and restore reality get to the next level but it takes a while to get down and I don't have an iPod. This can only be done as little nemo I cannot interact with this otherwise without the medication and have to live by the system the people in manhattan / hughes in brooklyn (as church leader: leading the venture to get me out of this/to get u the $). Then I begin to grow beyond that period. 
Everyday without my medication is worse than death. 


Thursday, December 22, 2011

thesis review

caitlin,
Everyday in Hell's Kitchen I would watch S.L.C. Punk.
24/7 I put on this act believing that I was on S.V.A. tv
this punk-ism. This would have been the cure for the AMORC people or
whoever the fuck was monitoring me. I'm pretty sure these are the people who used to argue with me on if I literally created a new mind state when I wrote or editing and called my art false or invalid if I didn't reach a new mind state. I'm just a kid with fucking ADD who reads books and tries to make $ in the film industry via adderall fixing my ADD. I don't need to know about the next level of humanity I just want fucking clothing, like a vampire we'll just reincarnate on earth. Whoever these people are they
wanted something to do with the human mind created a universe/said
things to me that I had and have nothing to do with.
My conversation with them ended when I told them I don't want their $ and to leave
me alone and let me attend my thesis. Have to re-do thesis year. Have to re-do 3rd year.
Have to find parties which I'm working on. Living at the cool kids shelter which was
prophesied when I made you the princess.
I don't know when these fucking people will let me out of this shit or what the fuck
they want, I don't want to be illumanti or learn about the human mind or the astral plane.
I want to learn about coke/partying. Create a tv station in williamsburg. For many years
many times the people on the other end tell me they've purchased me a property in williamsburg
to create us a tv station. They told me to suffer in 635 bushwick for pfizer because I told them
I appreciate things more if I earn them. I get nothing. Paris Hilton gets invented.
Chris Wielk is in domino sugar. Years later this will be filled by poor black people who will
ruin williamsburg, brooklyn.
I just need to keep grabbing things, Mrs. Caldwell is inspiration in this.
I have this concept I'm told is real where this republican woman from the upper east side
is guiding me on being punk and tells me sexual smoking fetish things/builds me the sense memory
of sexual smoking fetish, she frees me from having to worry about the astral plane [I won't have to worry if AMORC is sending me to indian to balance the astral plane]
This is today's reflection on S.L.C. punk as the basis for fashion/living.
I send love from hell inside of manhattan which I've named slumberland after the little nemo comic.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on HBO
12/22/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 423/8 james hughes days 

They circle in sunlight and wait for their victims To collapse and call to them. caitlin loves me (black caitlin heart: key to freedom end of lies) fuck everyone but caitlin rodriguez

there has to be something illegal about keeping me in this thing. Nobody will come to me and I'm reviewing old blogs but I keep saying the same thing without my medication I can't create new memories and people speak through my body. I thought this was a television show but it's this fucking science project that kept me trapped because I didn't use the system designed around mind tricks (there's no activation/ability to fight to get people out of my eye without the medication)
Without it I stay trapped in time, people speak through my body but really find places to live/ways for me to fight/find my way out of this thing when I have my medication. The pain of being alive forced to sleep and forced to beg for the way out, this is an existence worse than death. The people on the other end wanted to burn me out, create a false burned out retina on my medication so I wouldn't recall my intellect with my medication. I was taught how to get rid of these people from the original people who trained me to do this.
There's one group of people who pretend to be scientists who wanted to break my psychological ego and forced me to see my biological father. It took me until 2008 to figure out how to get rid of these people and my original encounter with Bloomberg's office at the east river with my merkabah/at the water (where I use the water and the memory of Christie  Cummings from childhood to get these electronic globes off my eye that cause shitty emotions, this almost leads to being released from this project. Then I run out of the medication, they don't pay me and everyone turns their head and tells me I'm running away form my biological father's home and came to N.Y.C. to become a well known street artist who has voices projected at him. This "dimension" later involvers Harvey Weinstein and associates the mayor and the character of paris hilton/ "smoking fetish girls" where anger is thrown into me and I'm told to go to my biological father (with too much anger in me to do this) neither of the two well known 60 year jews had an actual way out of this, they built a "dimension" or a series of events through my eyes/characters from the internet or my life the people on the other end play (usually the cobblepots). My guess is both of these people likely figured I'd follow the skittles scenario/dimension and then find my medication in connecticut, and then find my way out. However, time doesn't count without my medication and I consider the mentally ill ADD self separate from me. I have been prescribed my medication for about a decade and haven't been without it since I was a 13 year old child. I will never go through with the skittles scenario, not after this pretend for art caused it's length to go beyond gunnar agerholm's death in 2009. His wife thinks I'm homeless, Mark never knew any of this was going on. The people on the other end want me to create mediocre art and in the skittles scenario wanted me to become a townie "so I know how christie cummings felt" [in failing at life]. They also convinced me I owed my psychotic friend from childhood was owed because of his mental illness being featured in my novels. Any small emotion of owing people or being psychologically better than others they take advantage of within. My worst fear was to have to deal with these people without my medication and have them take advantage of me. This is how a mass amount of false artwork is created.
The moment I stop asking for my immediate freedom they will hold me for life.
James Hughes will save me from this, because he's a safe bet for them to involve because he'll only result in a tv station getting created. Because he can make it so I understand what the fuck is going on and on the higher levels created me the closest world to S.V.A. when Harvey Weinstein wished to send me to prison/cause me the greatest harm. There are people associated to him and the day on the fairfield beach when I decided all the $ would be yours. I can't give $ from this to somebody I never liked artistically/who treated me as a erasable hostage. I wrote his name on my arm for 2 or 3 years but none of this counted (nor was it me). For his involvement in this project I will sue him in hopes of imprisonment.
Any $ settlement will go to occupy wall street. I cannot forgive somebody who wished to play multiple characters in my project. Only James Hughes is my equal only James Hughes can save me.
I know I wasn't speaking to you for yours and built a relationship off the feeling of your name but this isn't the point of why I demand all the $ goes to you.
The point is I'm in control. I didn't know I was being lied to for years, not until I interacted with the system and found the dimension beyond Harvey Weinstein's. This is when he flings me back into my mind and attempts to make me a boy from a religious worshipper of you. This is when I change everything to a caitlin rodriguez production, I have a fake argument with paris hilton/your father/him in fairfield.
All of this was to be a temporary dimension by sean connell or whoever the fuck came up with this idea but led to my expression and creation of the real journey.
There's a moment leaving the fairfield beach where I know I'm being lied to but I go along with. Part of me believes I'm speaking to the people they claim but I know all of this is a lie, I go along with it, I remember the original universe that there's people I have to contact with "astral projection" or meditation since I'm connected to radio waves in this project. Highly illegal project, I can only imagine it's legality in all the open economic pockets in the economy placed into this. Into your hands.
This is the month of may when Harvey Weinstein attempts to make me the same person on and off my medication. This is when he takes the first day and attempts to stretch this out into a month-year long project. This is when he believes his dimension is real/that I believed him as god/that I'd be okay with erasability of my mind/changing my thoughts on worshipping you in a religion of the husband.
This is not his project and I did not count him apart of this nor count any days associated to him and his name. It appears he never let on through my body but believed himself to be a god.
He or Brock Daves also took advantage of me and told me he was involved/there to ruin me and make me rich (this I know to be untrue because of the association from the original people/where the $ I was told was to come from). He also believed the system of "win/loose" was real. A cruel manipulation of my mind placed on paused and taken advantage of without my medication. I'm told by him I'm held hostage by the republican party and only he can save me. But all of this is a lie of the psychological sickness of ADD.

If I write down a producer's name enough they "become god" and have a dimension.
This is accomplished with you but considered a joke (to compare this to anyone else who took this role when I know the truth now, after being lost for years and am well aware of the fortune I hand you).
The only thing I care about manifesting is marrying you, I've spent days lied to, forced to steal and thrown into a state of confusion and torment via people from childhood who the people from the mayor's office hired at my request to help me find the way out/create art on my way out.
The only valid concept that should come to be is marriage with you, this is the only thing that will restore my life. I know i've been lied to for several years and believe you had a small involvement in my eye with I get to the point of being able to kick people out of me (my thoughts come off pause and the only thought isn't marrying you; I'm forced into a single thought and to seizure by the people on the other end if I run out of my medication).
I keep trying to do the same thing on my end.
I'm forced to always answer "i will never marry you"
in a seizure "fake producer caitlin" DOES NOT LIKE being spit on @ 34th street.
Nothing counts that I say when I'm fucking forced to seizure knowing how little of me is in me during this time I reflect on this day as another day where Harvey Weinstein plays the role of caitlin rodriguez and james hughes "in a room together <- this is the call sign he places into my mind. I was tormented by this man 24/7 in 'a room' via a creative concept that was driven into me at all times. Ashley Olsen, my dead friend that you always fuck and my old roommates from 2006 on a tv show as paris hilton attempts to send me to prison as I shit myself stealing to eat. This is before occupy wall street fed me, the only home I've had and people I love in my limbo of hell. My dead father found Lasn on the astral plane to make this happen, such great evil happening directly to one human soul can only be counteracted by great good. The beauty of zuccatti park, everyone is taken care of and shitting on bush for attacking the towers, everyone is fed and doing E, the 1% is dropping off fashion and I'm always clothed in the greatest fucking clothing. It's moveon.org meets the real world. The organizers took care of us/warned people who were smoking when the police came through. A man with a tear drop tattoo guarded us from the police. This is not politics occupy wall street is the "Over the Edge" street gang I dreamed of in little nemo's hell. There was a meditation tree with all religions, the people's library gave me the Gita [my gift to myself when I learned to read/became medicated <-couldn't read without medication for years -> was the read the gita]
I created a gita based around adapting you into universalism. This is my religion, to sell my soul to you, a revelation of being 27 in a project that attempts to erase thoughts leaving only symbols in momento as James Hughes guides me out.)

I know it wasn't you for years but that's not the point. The point is when I leap at the wall on river street when I establish the maxx in 2009 and I beg you to save me. I'm going to die, these people are going to fuck me if I run out of my medication. And they do fuck me and now it's 2011.
The base symbol of my jesus christ art star portion of my hell (in seizures) is a black caitlin heart with a positive and negative symbol. This represents James Hughes (who told me he could promote my street art in 08. The only man I trust to get me back from this 1955 bizarro reality. Tangent universe in the literal. Everything is wrong everything is hell from the darkest evil comes my daily life. There would be no way to survive without clothing. Tracy Flick teaches me how to beat harvey weinstein with this in ct. Or whoever played you that day <- the problem with all of this is this universe existed before they brought him into this; after I wrote his name several times they presumed I was loyal, with thoughts paused he becomes god. Now he's a 'concept successfully enacted in sickness': if you keep writing a man's name down no matter what year this ends you can sell him the project if logged and captured through my eyes).
It's absurd now that he'd consider himself any sort of god. I had to fight with threat of prison to write your name as god at one point.
I suppose the literal man believed I promised him the fortune.
Or that I was a game, a literal NES.
Everything sell out in this world is represented by this man, beyond that, he has harmed me in ways only abu grahib/FBI encampments have been harmed.
For this I will sue him.
Through this I believe in capitalism and Manhattan (with williamsburg as the offspring).
AMORC forced spirituality on me and attempted to burn out my mind and cover it up.
My only interest in truth seeking/spirituality was limited to numerology before Hughes started this in 2006.
The indigo children have ADD and are activated by adderall.
This is my relation to other indigos, this is why I clung to this word Gunnar Agerholm left with in fairfield as he watered the tomatoes on lakeside drive and played with remmey the dog and fred the cat from my blackwave/bad vibration mv.
I would have made it into ivy league if I had my medication when I was a child, I could never read attempted to make girls laugh cheated 2.1 gpa didn't know focus was a word until I found my medication in 2004. This was a life changing revelation. The ability to finish my novels are because of this, my editing projects my 4.0 gpa at the school of visual arts. All of this is because of my medication.
This is little nemo because of his 3 candies. This is what anna called them when I was a man before they made me the walking ghost of new york city.
You don't know I exist but one day you'll read this and maybe James Hughes will show you the fcp/tv show he created through my eyes.
He's the only one in this project who does this. I don't know how the others log this if at all.
I have no idea who keeps track of the economy of this project. There are billions.
This will all go into your name.

m83.
dead cities. red seas & lost ghosts.

This is me, I am a living ghost you can view this in the nin music videos I made when I had "the visual axis" website. You can click on the sugar factory I was lied to about owning for years to view that.

This is music I listened to at S.V.A. this music represents being well, exiting the torment of ADD this illegal abu grahib digital nightmare will leave me in.
All I fucking wanted to do in 2007 when these people attack my mind is create my film thesis year, 3 features, shorts for practice. I finished my 3 arcade fire music videos. They have me continue. They tell me the Arcade Fire is involved. They force me to go home to the agerholms. They promise me they'll let me go and end this, they don't and I ignore these people. They tell me I'm famous. Every step of the way they lie to me. I beg for my life in the room in fairfield where gunnar's ghost spoke to me and I kept extra of my medication incase I ran out. "fuck them" this is his message.
"people who want to be famous for cocaine parties in LA"
this is what harvey weinstein tells me that day is about when I go back to CT and find out Gunnar died 2 years ago. "aw kid I'm fucking you over"
"i'm ruining your career"
there is no career. He's new to this, he just found out his name was written down, he's excited about the true religion of little nemo he's disappointed that I'm republican and exist to make you a tv station. I create the symbol "caitlin - r" and start wearing glasses. For the first time in years I'm able to feel, I'm able to have a thought process. Days count. He attempts to overtake my mind he erases my thought process.
I hold a defense against him making me "guy" for a day. A wooden panel I carry with me in a pouch I named after your childhood boyfriend (who you spoke about in the way the living dead art gallery that my living creation dreams of). This is when I go along with the concept as I'm taught how to get these people out of me. This is when he mimics the lowest levels and digitally attacks my mind for my open disdain to him through the false show that didn't exist (a concept/perspective he inserted into me)
You're always speaking and watching over me in a world before you knew this was happening.
Nobody was happy with the month of may at first, I made an announcement for false media, there was a "harvey weinstein wants to steal the money" download/game training at the fairfield train station.
But I don't own domino, it'll be inhabited and my dream of having a williamsburg, brooklyn tv station with you and hughes will have to inhabit pfizer (as Hughes and I came up with in 2008) or create a huge prescription bottle via frank gehry. something momentous, something that represents my dream of frank gehry. Another reason to hate harvey weinstein is a man who plays multiple roles in speaking to me, this sick Windsor Mccay hostage time who believes at any point he can appear, play a role write a story and be reassociated to a project involving my body. For days I spend in the subway he writes a series concept that "i cannot marry you" at one point I have to "pass the test [of my dead friend from childhood he pretends is alive in character until James Hughes mentions this person was reported dead to me in hell's kitchen. At this point people stop using his name, it ripples through the mayor's mockery of my situation, a 'what he knows you can tell him') clause. He keeps trying to write marriage out or the cash out of your hands in absurd one word answers in seizures that require loyalty.
Only James Hughes has made this seizure artwork make any sense. Makes it lead to people I know (after I kill the spirit of my father figure in a form of psychological sickness that means I want to exit my mind when I'm forced to seizure by the people on the other end. For a period of time I believed they were trying to replace my medication when I ran out. Then I realize for no apparent reason they make me seizure and pretend it's art. I do not seizure with my medication, I am able to focus and find my way out of this hell. When I run out I am taken advantage of.)

I will publish this now because this is a decently important personal letter to you written to m83 which emulates the sorrow of being forced into a living lie in an illegal project that allows me to run out of cash and refuses to pay me until I reach the end (while taking advantage of me when I run out of the medication I have been legally prescribed to for years and require to function)

$
williamsburg

all of the economy of hades will be in your hands caitlin rodriguez. I love you.
I'm given amnesia which I have to get out of my eye through this focus method I was taught years ago by whoever started this thing, the people above the AMORC spiritualist anti art enemy people.
Through conceptual memory, memory once restored and images off Facebook/myspace while trapped in this I have lived off the dream of marrying you/creating a world where you are queen of new york.
Via the economy. Celebrity connections. Fame.
I was lied to about this happening but the point was you as the princess, the muse of emo, which mattered and not whoever was on the other end.
The point is the total of their work will be accredited to you.

I have faith in Hughes. Emmett Brown. Who will save me from this.
In 2008 I sat at the 14th street apple store and thought somebody out there knew I exited and would hold a protest to free me, some form of S.V.A. Nelson Mondella. I am taken advantage of in this time. Somebody plays Nicole Richie and Paris Hilton. Harvey Weinstien or Tracey Flick (who now helps me destroy what he did/created an exit system with hughes and pretended to be you until the recent time came when you perhaps know I exist. Maybe. Or the conceptual idea of your Facebook image with the $ and defeat of the producer I never admired is used. There's no way to know until you appear physically, I was lied to for years but at least now when God says something, calls zuccatti park an important whisper of the future it becomes a turning point in life. Maternal christianity over the paternal christianity of harvey weinstein.
I am nutured to become as strong as christ if not stronger. Not punished and told in the back of a cop car to never mention his name by impressions and false versions of harvey weingard and a film about troy duffy.)

But none of this is real, I'm a hidden conspiracy with scattered years of notebooks I was lied to about digital immediate publishing in all stores. Wrong princess' name. Sin princess of emo. Wrong god. No god. You are god of all these people, including the masons. You will decide their economic cash out for this.
Some of these people help me, the cobblepots pretend to be your friends and now themselves. Deciples of James Hughes.

Tuxedo Mask of Easton Connecticut loves you.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on HBO
12/22/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 423/8 james hughes days

*there are square marks around these in my physical art. It means James has placed me to sleep and bonded with me through the fear/living of prison. I was given this symbol by somebody who pretended to be microsoft and spoke to me in sentences for the first time in years. My nose gets pierced, I'm explained to how to survive in n.y.c. to get to the other side of this. The point of this paragraph is James Hughes is my only equal and brother in this. I picked him and you in this hell which causes me to seizure and erases my memory. Eventually they have to get the real you who lives in williamsburg instead of sean connell broadcasting me a dream where he pretends to be you traveling to london. Things like that were the irrelevant world of harvey weinstein's imaginary "tv show" ruining my career, attacking me in the future through lying about your place in this now. Knowing the truth about what has been done to me, I have a chance to make art for the first time in years, I find the truth and stop interacting with his creation.
I don't consider this man apart of this project, he is misplaced and a name of a concept broadcasted into me as is the name of a girl I lived downstairs from @ sva in 2006. This person either never physically became involved or betrayed me by never coming to me and spoke to me through this thing as a character. I don't know the truth about things like this but I can't possibly accept somebody who knew me as a human playing along with this torment, never physically coming to me and receiving any future benefit from this (other than becoming a upper 1% member's list of future suffer like Steve Busciemi in "Billy Madison")
I waited years to hear the postal service. A mass group enter me in every portion of myself. By the time "sleeping in" plays my eye cannot find a place to hear the music anymore. The eye naturally searches for this. I cannot hear music without my medication. The people on the other end don't understand the artwork to be directly to you as I journey out of "little nemo" as a project/nyc art school universe of jumanji and digital economy I've never seen. But this is the day I wake up, when somebody "guy" mentions the marriage to be a scoff (at this time I'm creating a newspaper I hate and kissing ass to a man I internally consider my enemy). This is when I wake up and decide to get these people out of me, the original instructions are always remembered [when I choose to wake up and get rid of the people on the other end].

The point of this project on my end is to assure you get all of the $.
The point of this project on my end is to attempt to marry a woman who didn't' know this was happening for years.
The point of this project on my end is to force the people who pretended to be you for years to tell you this is going on and that I'm giving you the economy when I get to the end.
It's Quantum Leap. Fix god. Fix princess. blog truth.
I've been trapped in this for so fucking long it's overlapped the creation of twitter.
Need to
Escape hell. Reward the demons who helped you.
(sue the mayor)

I love you.

There are many letters on the internet when you discover this;
I will also send you messages from occupy wall street [digitally. where's williamsburg, brooklyn waldo]
It is my art to eternally write solely to you.
(And in this attempt to promote a tv station made out of a hostage crisis and a woman from the mayor who pretended to be your friends as I masturbated to somebody who pretended to be Katherin Anderson at JFK airport)
My demons who betrayed Michael Bloomberg [the enemy of occupy wall street] will be able to obtain property for this station, I suppose with James Hughes until the day comes that you're aware of this.
Of course none of the cash is accessible until I reach the end. Give you the triforce.


-little nemo
(christopher)



time hasn't counted since the 7th

*this is from the notebook labeled "st paul's/st.andrews" 
caitlin, 
I don't count time without my medication. 
This was a decently important day this notebook logged. I live with the famous Ray Kachel @ St. Paul's / St. Andrew's. 
http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2011/12/05/111205fa_fact_packer
I mentioned this before when I brought this to 86th media at OWS. Whoever metro news is he told me to pay attention to him while on the lowest psychological level, I was told he's important. Through the levels of my hell the cobblepots take care of me they communicate to me they help me to fix what has been done to me via Michael Bloomberg or whoever had claimed to be this man. This man is a bad luck talisman in my world, makes the police appear (the opposite of the reason I started writing his name on my arm). 
They undo what Harvey Weinstein had done to me, this mirror mirror belief that I live in my dorm room as I become homeless and ugly. The names of enemies are bad luck in my world. I live in a universe where I summon New York entities with James Hughes as Al. People on computers who have to have some form of wealth to speak to me, some place in high society to be involved in a project of the mind that allows me to become homeless but never frees me despite any direct wish. The ancient lettering of angelic script this is my reflection on them who help me through hell. Hughes brings together all of the art like agent smith everyone must pretend to be him he is the name of my angel
spirit guide = my friend from my dorm room who I didn't like because he told me he came from a pro background upstate and filmed me with spy cams. In 2006, at the project's start. 
John A Hobson was a good man
He used to loan me books and mic stands
He even got me a subscription to the Socialist Review
Listening to records in his basement
Old folk songs about the government
"it's love of money, not the market," he said, "these fuckers push on you.
And freedom yells, it dont cry.
Whatever sells will decide.
But there is no hell when you die.
So dont look so worried."
He got a night life
Lost his day job
Pushing paper, swinging pendulums
Anything to serve a function or to occupy some time
You have got to earn this living somehow
You are good as dead without a bank accound
But it is funny how alive he felt, down in that unemployment line
With all the trash at his feet
The pools of piss in the street
All of that filthy empathy for the way we're feeling
The billboards shade
The flags they wave
The anthem was playing loud
The baseball game was letting out
Then all at once he saw the dust
And heard every tiny sound
Got in his truck and turned around
Drove out through the crowd
And the cops drove out past that center mall
Out past that sickening sprawl
Out past that fenced in gold
And maybe he lost control fucking with the radio
But I bet the stars seemed so close at the end


This is about Hughes and his future leadership role of occupy. Al; who Sarah O'donnahuge loved, beloved image of the 3rd girl worth attempting to date as I learn to edit and keep a 4.0 Even in reality I didn't get girls but only cared about clipping my ball hair/metrosexualism. During one of these clippings he tells Jason Direnberger "we could always promote him as an actor if he doesn't finish the book" 
this later leads to pretending I'm an actor in Bushwick as I host a show to win you that never existed. 
Even then in 2008 Hughes looked out for me in the long run. 

Other people in my universe: 
Tracey Flick, mystique of my world who played the many roles of all my segmented memories who enforces concepts but has an inability to make these concepts happen without James Hughes. For a long period of time she played you. She is princess toadstool, you princess Daisy from the live action film, the princess who inherits the mushroom kingdom and all of Brooklyn with the economy. 

Jpeg - shoots a graphic at the mayor as a cartoon character who helps me get up to shower and fight the lethargy placed in me without my medication/guides me from this awful curse associated to Harvey Weinstien's name being written on my body and a false princess being invented by either Brock Daves or Michael Bloomberg in Paris Hilton. Harvey Weinstein invents something called stuck like glue for me to be unable to move my body/get people out of my body with focus methods. 

There's Harvey Weinstein the enemy. The representation of the producer who takes all credit for all art ruins the concept: Dennis Hope (Jimmy Fallon's character in almost famous). But this person is directly in my mind created amnesia in fairfield when I decided all of my life's existence is to marry you. 
This is where I pause the halfway mark on the notebook I label St. Paul's / St Andrew's. 

2nd half: 

Every night I bring the person at the door of St Andrew's food something so they like and remember me one of the cobble pots taught me this they're teaching me Dale Carnegie "how to win friends and influence people" they're fixing with Harvey Weinstein did. 

I'm held by these people in this who want to enforce spirituality and these fucking AMORC pamphlets but the only spiritual mind thing that was ever real was my medication. This is what I was to forget in hell's kitchen. I finish the day at occupy wall street reading Foam Magazine in the bathroom. 

I love you. 

-Little Nemo 
(christopher) 


I'm sure I will mention this again since I live by this album as a symbol of what's happened to me and my refusal to acknowledge myself as homeless or anything other than a project others refuse to come directly to. 


Wednesday, December 7, 2011

$ williamsburg

caitlin,
I can't relate to humanity. I have to go inside Keiko to find a woman that would represent you on the other end who is a woman who never knew I sat on this hell creating artwork about you attempting to bring you the world fortune. I can't control my body, the feeling of nicotine controls my body. My thoughts become paused and I'm placed to sleep. Sleep is created in order for this project to go on endlessly, for me not to find the medication and for me to stay in this child sleep world without access to changing things. Sleep is created for me to fight enemies that exist in the air. I'm bringing you a large sum of money and making your friends CEOs. I found another article about occupy wall street and the guy from adbusters who started this. It would seem I'm his opposite, a N.Y.C. capitalist who goes to art school thrown into poverty I learn the only hope for the world is wall street and capitalism. From his creation in canada I'm going to create a tv station. The revolution needs a face, we'll make it hughes or me, hughes in the creation of the station. Hackers unite. Hack the planet. Magazine found at modca.

I love you.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on HBO
12/7/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 408/8 james hughes day 
A reason to become famous: to find every art piece I made without my medication in childhood and to burn this.
I'm going to do this I'll pay the kids I gave my artwork to in my childhood to give me my artwork cash. I did this to honor myself because I knew I'd be famous when I grew up. I always knew I'd be king of williamsburg, brooklyn.

I never needed anybody. Don't worry about it honey.

I didn't need a cinematographer but I chose Sean and didn't find an editor didn't make the film I wanted sold myself out and moved to brooklyn. I'm going to get the apartment back that I lived in @ 23.
I'm going to invent you a t.v. station in williamsburg, brooklyn.
There's a G.A. meeting tonight @ 86th street.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

I am made of Manhattan. Conor Oberest grew up in a barn in NA I grew up drinking and smoking pot at the homes of real people in Fairfield, Connecticut. I am the lost child of the Manhattan upper class. I am Little Nemo.
I will deliver you the fortune.

Apart of occupy wall street
A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on HBO
12/7/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 408/8 James Hughes days

nothing to write about

caitlin,
The person on the other end wants me to wait to write, until I've accomplished entering williamsburg until I have sex to write about. I don't really think this is the way a blog is done and I don't really believe in the honest voice I think it's better to copy the way somebody else speaks in a film than to write for yourself.
There's nothing I could say when people change the impressions of what I write when I can steal all of my writing capabilities from Brett Easton Ellis. How can I change the writing of Brett Easton Ellis who represents the upper class of L.A. and lives in N.Y.C. who was in a suburban aurora like our Fairfield, Connecticut. Something that milks off the tit of a city. Not our city with our history of Lou Reed but another false city I've never ventured to but find to represent everything I hate in life, false L.A. with hollywood which ran from the film industry because it was cold to create something on the other side, separate from our center of media N.Y.C. I'm going to make williamsburg, brooklyn the center of media internationally. Pervuian hipsters will know about us, I'm at my occupy wall street leap which I also believe is a way to keep Barak Obaama in the white house.

Watching Kurt Cobain I see the external expression of the indigo child. I am this my existence and restoration directly connected to the upper class. There is nothing without fashion and the upper class.

The hands on the other end this fucking awful smell that's created out of a retina pattern wants to control me, it wants to control my upcoming thoughts and what I write about and create a world I don't consider my artwork or consider apart of anything. This is a separate world of art I call hill valley that involves a seizure and acting an building this lie where I'm forced to say the opposite of everything I believe in.
I would rather never make artwork again than continue the artwork of this, Jesus Christ Art Star a lie where my thoughts are looped and I say the same phrase.

There's a woman on the other end who wants history to claim that it was nicotine that made me creative but this isn't how this works she's chosen to take over my upcoming thoughts to play a pulley tug of control. My medication is the only thing that's ever made me creative not cigarettes I could quit smoking but I can't read without my medication.

There's an argument with her on sexuality vs intellect. This isn't a real argument and isn't really something that I consider as apart of me. Simply because she can stop my words doesn't mean that I believe in smoking as the root of creativity. This isn't an argument this is a conversation she wishes to have about the human mind, if you take a monkey and he likes sex does the monkey enjoy what makes him sexual? Intellect will always rule over sexuality, that's essentially the end of that argument.

I love you

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

A caitlin rodriguez production
Little Nemo on HBO
12/7/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 408/8 james hughes days 

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

28:6:42:12

There's somebody on my mind who wants everything to be based in smoking. My creativity is to return when I start smoking cigarettes. I do not want to be controlled I want to return to who I was I want my medication and return to being myself. I want my life back I want my freedom from this nightmare I don't know why these people are on my eye but I want out of this project I no longer wish to literally be tommy
I'm fucking Tommy. I got Elton John's glasses once from the west village though.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on HBO
12/6/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 407/8 james hughes days 

decided to have an entry while it mattered

I will not bow before whoever exists on the other end who wants me to have characters or flashback to girls who I knew when I was a child and claim that these women are the basis of my existence. This is a lie because these people pause my mind. I will die before I pretend that anything from fairfield, connecticut is my inspiration. I fucking hate childhood. I will fight for politics over sexuality in my mind

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on HBO
12/6/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 407/8 james hughes days



Friday, December 2, 2011

fashion references

caitlin,
Wearing a blue birdie's boutique necklace probably going to give a bracelet from amaterasu world to a girl at occupy wall street. This is how James Hughes or my advisors from bloomberg guide me in making allies. This girl in the morning spent 30 minutes complaining to the father who houses us. It's this liberal church which has these programs on each level. Tina Fey attended the church.
The church wants to be famous. I have an argument about nothing.
I argue about my hatred of crane street and childhood. How I no longer wish to have references to things that happened when I was in 7th grade which is constantly forced upon me, I have no subservience to women who smoke cigarettes but find this constantly forced upon me, I decide to murder all of the references to childhood and the baby emotions that are placed inside of me. Everything that came from childhood I want to die forever to go the fuck away. I want to destroy whatever it is that tries to link women together who smoke cigarettes or control my world in elements. I decide to do this, but I am writing to you about nothing. I'm writing to you about people who want to control my artwork who I would rather shoot than allow this. I'm writing to you about a personal religion I live to alter my personality.
I'm not sure if any of this matters or will get me laid but I've decided I have to destroy whatever it is on the other end that would claim my subservience it's better to live in psychosis than bow before somebody on a computer. Energy Medicine Treatment is @ 86th street. I wonder what aura exists with the fucking people in me. (I could have done this last night but decided a shower is more important. So I can get my medication and try to fuck Staci. I'd take fashion over holistic healing any day. My body is useless without the medication)

I love you. May humanity burn.
Caitlin loves me
black caitlin heart
fuck everyone but caitlin rodriguez

I've never counted a day without my medication.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez Production
Little Nemo on HBO
12/2/2011
black caitlin heart
The School of Visual Arts Church of Silver Tiles Day 402/8 James Hughes Days 

Margin Call

Caitlin,
these are notes from a notebook named margin call
I named it this because I live in this religion that directly believes wall street to be the aum of everything, the world and find it disturbing when people make references to the lower belief and outward look that 2 1/2 million dollars would be a lot of money. Zachary Quinto makes this quote in Margin Call, his reaction causes this disturbance in me. I start to internalize the artwork because all of this needs to seem like brooklynvegan got trapped in a religion that involves a blog and artwork that resurrects me. I found this film at Lincoln Center and it causes in my religion the external exploration of Gordon Gecko or my belief that if you embody these people symbols of humanity in artwork you, I, can be resurrected. There are people who force me to sleep inside of me, everyday without my medication was worthless in this project years in a project created for me to become a god of williamsburg, to find k and to promote my existence. Many people played the role of James Hughes until the demons I got from Michael Bloomberg's office and association to this project came to the conclusion and understanding my only interest in the end is creating a tv station, there's no reason to hide me when I'm going to use the years of misery to give birth to our williamsburg tv station. Little nemo; because he took the three candies daily trapped in this new york city ghost legend from the school of visual arts, searching for the girl he loved in childhood as my body self gets lost in pearl forester (young) attempt to create a world where my mind moves forward. This is apart of the system in the baby world that I have to destroy on my medication or the belief that any experience can be honest when people are recording your eyes (even my experiences at occupy wall street involve creating a world where you're god). It's a place to become an emotional vampire again, I need the ability to be Bret Easton Ellis on my journey and I'm quite sure that you're god in all of this, I was told this in central park from one of my upper class forefathers I took from William Randolph Hearst or Michael Bloomberg.
I loved my park and never got to have sex with the girl Staci who just moved into 86th street, I loved the nugget and could have found shrooms or my medication so I've decided to destroy Michael Bloomberg's career.

I have an argument with the girl on the other end, the young pearl forester on if my artwork is based on smoking. You likely know about this person but I refuse to allow this person control over me, not in the way she wants control, she'll stunt the artwork create another period of time where I stay like this, childish young further this association to my childhood art which I hated. There was nothing to write about without sex and you fucking kramer on the couch, this was the only thing that awoken me walking around this little nemo world of hill valley. I'm going to create you a television station I've decided to name this y-control, this reference to the need to make you god of everyone via $.

I decide I don't need creativity or stories, whatever makes it so I control on my end.
There's a father to write about who runs our 86th street church but I decide to save thanking him for a later entry. Eventually I will run out of things to write about in hill valley. Then I will have to find things to write about, shows to write about. Anything to write stories it's not about the experience it's about the fact that I was there to write about it in my blog, this is how I find you in childhood.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

A caitlin rodriguez production
Little Nemo on hbo
12/2/2011
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 403/8 james hughes days 

Thursday, December 1, 2011

OWS 86th street meeting

Caitlin,
I'm apart of the meeting at 86th street. We now hold weekly meetings on Wednesdays which Jeff holds this savy man I would imagine attractive in the film the 60s. Danielle who always looks sad from occupy Miami on crutches joins us at 86th street. Alyssa from new Orleans brings her Katrina knowledge to ows mentions how we are all going through eviction trauma from zuccatti park, I feel this despite being in Little Nemo I feel apart of ows I want them all to be apart of the tv station in williamsburg, brooklyn all of their intentions are pure and apart of the democratic spirit. I wish I had time to see obaama yesterday, despite complaints about the economy I still feel my dream candidate can do no wrong. I flashback to your 2008 myspace when your skittles queen and you have cleopathra on this myspace a SVA alumni announces this on a float when we film his short. The dream to be kurt cobain is based on your 2006 facebook the same photograph is on my facebook. It implies my school knows I exist (that one of our alumni shouted something I said from my Brooklyn apt) I pray that Gunnar Agerholm possesses me through the evil that is Little Nemo and ask Hughes for help in this I don't always know what to do and mention that Harvey Weinstein used to play good and bad guy my bloomberg mason others show me an attack on my mentality for this, I just don't want to say this mans name any longer. London LASIK is my class status symbol/marriage but I'm sure I'll return to NYC I will become a corporate lou reed and fight the neo conservatives from NYC
The people on the other end are making it harder to write but I'm just starting. I love you.

-Little Nemo
(Christopher)

A Caitlin Rodriguez production
Little Nemo on GNP
12/1/2011
Black Caitlin heart
The school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 402/8 James Hughes days