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Friday, October 28, 2011

I died in October. Devils night. Fighting tennent eviction in that neighborhood

Caitlin,
I am some of my medication in my body I can navigate my body move through new York. You've rigged this thing to help me now or it seems the sleep thing has shut off now that I've asked to stop sleeping. I want to die everytime I sleep I'm forced to sleep then able to process these childish emotions but they are all based on base feelings my love of Brooklyn the dream of dating and fucking your friend. None of these emotions are based in reality or with the complexity of a human. I'm still controlled at this point I see the homeless and am reminded of what has been done to me; that Harvey Weinstein recreated the feeling of Judd street with the fear of prison and judges my mind forced itself to turn off emotions, Hughes was speaking to me this day outside the big laundrymat whoever on the other end put a mass amount of work in hiding the truth about this project. I can restore my life perspective at any time I can take off the albert simmons pallet of fear, prison, control. This is why I left the black heart that night I found the way out of their control with the merkabah. Whoever is on the otherside has worked to create worlds of misery, homelessness, a reality seperate from myself and my personal perspective. I have never been offended in the way the mayors office hid the anniversary shell outside the Brooklyn court room that day, reemerging me with the Paris Hilton and smoking fetish shell. I'm deep within myself I can feel this beyond the current shell this shell has occupy Wallstreet and fashion.

This, the experience of this lie is the cruelest thing to have done to a man anytime the name Harvey Weinstein was associated I rotted the belief in my retina that I look good emerged he created a game of me didn't like that deep down I hate him that I shit on this man, I have chosen a new Pete mastronardi for my birth to life in this man. A replacement scumbag to assure I come out the same with the same ethics clean of a thing which claims to have had him and his ex wife in my mind. I'm 27 illegally held in this and a legal resident of the state of New York where I voted for John Kerry and Barak Obaama. At some point there has to be an end they have to return me to society. I need these people out of my body, they place perceptions in my eye some are that of a child. They create false smells to cause me to seizure. I can't imagine how this is possible a reality where this is done to a human. There's the hopelessness that drove me to play Moby -Play on repeat in childhood. This should destroy their control on me, much of this is possible with my medicine.

I keep viewing the same memories, I'm living in this book of mystery where Harvey Weinstein inverted crane street created a friend I had when I was 13 as my tormentor. People from the mayors office used the name of Christie cummings to represent fashion.
I don't know who's on the other end there's this weird oddity in writing somebody is replacing reinserting the references that were blocked by somebody else. References I live off others alter my perception on what I'm writing. I live in a hostage playworld where for years people have pretended to be you, in live in hopes of rebirth with you that you'll say yes at the end of nu media So Fucking What. That I'll marry you in London symbolically to be reborn with you as Christina Ricci at the end of Natural Blues (I am old inside the living dead in the retirement home of the hostage watching clips of Anna and the year 2005.

I refuse to let this thing control me. To prevent emotional depth or to create worlds that do not involve the physical or reality. I refuse to argue with the jpg of Harvey Weinstein or to live in the lie that is created for me, forced control from others who insert fear, insert words. I refuse to be dehumanized in this hell.
-Little Nemo
(Christopher)

A Caitlin rodriguez production
little nemo on hbo
10/28/2011
black Caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiLes day 368/8 James Hughes Days

Monday, October 3, 2011

Caitlin (decided to live off worshipping you) From a conspiracy I love Caitlin rodriguez

Caitlin,
many nights outside my crane street at mollusk the people living inside/working at live with animals were kind to me ignored the lie I live through as I search for some part of Williamsburg. The project is based on my medication the project of James Hughes based off the one thing I'd never live without, adderall. Perceptions are thrown into me the lie of cameras everywhere going off wherever I am the lie of whoever built the police send me home where one night the police van mentions Marcella and they hit my mind whoever runs this thing with the same blank function The Maxx expresses when they say mommy. This was the base of this show, nobody knew I'm a hostage who promoted a channel at Domino Sugar that will never come to be. I nominated Harvey Weinstein and Michael Bloomberg to the primium mobile who only trapped me in this hell and lied that people were inside Domino Sugar filming. I could have created this channel by now if I was on the other end I'd be able to save Molluskand Live With Animals but I'm trapped with whoever speaks into me still mentioning a film producer I never knew who I'll create a channel to make him David Geffen of our generation whenever I get to the otherside, Harvey Weinstein worked to slow and freeze my thoughts, I made the art of retardation. In current reality of Little Nemo he destroys emotions. I am made of my worship of you. I have spent nights outside Mollusk speaking to false caitlins before I made you God. The symbol of the lightning bolt represents the entirety of Little Nemo. When I presumed they'd let me out whoever runs this machine I was told through the perceptions thrown into my mind I was the hipster king (as I had titled myself) and a film was placed about me in the Angelika. Mollusk is the living symbol of Little Nemo a sort of Crane Street for the base of my art and my search for a way out of the lies written into the perceptions in my mind. There's one with Bloombergs office that I believe I'm in a time capsule and everytime I get my medication they tell me "alot has changed since your time in the world" with the same fucking several paragraph emotion written into me.
People hide in places in my mind. This is why the only one I acknowledge as me is the worship of you and my journey to you. Little Nemo's journey to the princess. With Hughes internally you built a boy or a second Christopher who has crush emotions. I gain the ability to see women but none of this is reality. On some hours there are still people writing what people say on the street. There are too many people in me Hughes and I didn't have this problem in 08. There was one black light, I asked for your friends on facebook to be involved to block people so Harvey Weinstein doesn't control my body when I'm awake for 6 days. I said goodbye to Caitlin cat in a vague way and wear the symbol of being your lucky cat from MeMeAntenna. I will bring you the cash from this project when this is over this is yours, let's start a t. Channel let's get married there's not alot of me in me right now but I work my body and thoughts to write to you. You are all that matters, people who label themselves fetish girls speak through me I've survived many generations of lies. I'm forced to sleep somebody wanted my worst nightmare to become real. A reality project of perceptions based on my medication, then I ran out and got stuck in this living hell for 3 years. Thank everyone who taught me to steal. I'll be free one day find life. They will have to end this.

I love you. I live for you. I don't count art without a Caitlin rodriguez production on it.

-Little Nemo
(Christopher)

@modca on n3rd st
Williamsburg, Brooklyn

A Caitlin rodriguez production
little nemo on hbo
10/2/2011
Caitlin black heart
(the only person I love is Caitlin rodriguez. I am a hostage)
with forced amensia I can only cure with adderall
The School of Visual Arts Church of Silver Tiles day 341/8 James Hughes Days

Everyone who worked @ Mollusk / Live with Animals / lived there will be CEOs @ Little Nemo in Williamsburg whenever this comes to be if not in Domino Sugar then Hughes decided we'll have Frank Gehry build a huge fucking factory tower on North 4th street.
(I will press charges against Harvey Weinatein for the harm he has done to me. As well as Michael Bloomberg. I have never willingly allowed anyone to erase my memory).
Caitlin wherever u are I love you and will sue Harvey Weinstein <- if you are viewing this through my eyes fuck you I am not a character you're going to jail.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Caitlin,
I can't understand how the people on the other end are okay with what they do to me. Does everyone know what the three lights on the post road mean? How Hughes guided me that night to have moments of reality? For a few songs I became me, I felt my childhood inspiration with Christie Cummings I saw reality and the level of reality where I communicate to people through my body. I visually saw the world and had thoughts and recalled the truth that I have to fight for all of this these feelings the ability to see reality and inter al creativity with my medication. This isn't the sort of thing that makes sense to have an enemy. I don't have the ability to calculate days in my mind without my medication this thing doesn't give me the ability to think/understand reality as you have I fight for these feelings with my medication I bounce my way around the city stealing/panhandling with the end goal of you. It's this true evil they've done to me since the beginning my religion is you to place your photograph in the places in my mind where people program me, days pass I fear loosing you I have very little ability to fight this evil without my medication. I don't know where the end is the entrance to reality, people control my body without my medication and refuse to directly help me. They seem to feel they own my life. I will use this hell to create for you in any mode I can, they subdue me on the other end, I don't understand why I would ever sleep. The sin of ever writing Harvey Weinsteins name I want corrected I want this man to disappear from our history I don't consider him apart of our life. He searches for gaps in my faith in you and hate of him he erases my memory to make a smaller emotion of ultimate hostage situation to disdain for the Weinatein Company. He will go to prison for his involvement in this I want this man to leave me alone. I want to marry you, you're on a computer somewhere I'm trapped in a computer system with my body run by adderall as it legally is.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

i feel like shit

Caitlin,
I remember the day when John Blaney was in my body controlling me which was probably Harvey Weinstein at this point but there was some part of my personality and mind left from Harvey scrambling my brain and what they do in the flip out and bezerker thing there was something personal left with remembering when you fucked Kramer and "I wish I could buy back the woman you stole" I remembered something from childhood with my medication and I awoken I started walking around Williamsburg. It was one of those moments that directly connect to Williamsburg and to the years in this thing searching for the way back to reality and my love for you.

I love you Caitlin

I remember when Hughes and I did this in 2008 when I tried to exit this project. I had my medication (required to return to reality) and I wrote Ashley / Michaels name on my pants. I created the girl key pants and having a personal perspective on reality allowed me to find my way through N.Y.C. and back to reality/Domino Sugar turned on after creating 8 days of artwork, I'm told on the other end it was the mayor who asked for an art series. I got these people out of my mind who have some sort of child perspective placed into my mind and speak to me like I'm retarded / there's the thing that makes me seizure and I got this out with the memory of Christie Cummings skirt and love. After I did this they directly acknowledged me. I chose to continue at this time until I was ready to finish this. Hughes guided me through what was to be done next to return to reality.

I love you caitlin.

The Theosophy of Caitlin
(returning to reality -> Deceptacon - Le Tigre)

2008. East Williamsburg, Brooklyn

I thought for this period of time I was winning you over. Without my medication I drank and let me apartment turn to shit. I'm not sure if I had my medication in me at this time but David Rhodes later stops the machine and says "chris. Okay what are you really like, like what would your apartment be like" and I tell him "incredibly clean" and he tells me "alright. Don't worry it's almost over then you can go back to Manhattan and be a player or whatever"
This was James Hughes

Saturday, October 1, 2011

#3 Williamsburg , Brooklyn (pleasing artwork for [explicit deleted] to marry Caitlin Rodriguez/promotion of HBO Little Nemo in Williamsburg, Brooklyn)

Caitlin,
people have spoken through my body for years nobody has paid me nobody adjusted the system I live in but you and Hughes. I want this a future where I marry you and I never have to speak to another person again. I can hide in a room in Brooklyn (Hughes can visit me). This fucking nightmare I live in works to prevent my outsides from reflecting my insides that my vanity can represent me as I work through people searching for reality. Harvey Weinstein under the title of John Blaney had me believe that I looked appealing when I looked in the mirror. I hate all of the people who speak through me I want all of these people to go away to stop speaking to me. I don't miss people I stole a hat and wrote street fighter on this symbolic of my journey to Fairfield (which only matters at this point for adderall) I found the death of Ryan Wilson and found the symbol of my hatrid of the concept of friends. Weakness does not assist me on my way to you these people fetish girls attempt to control my body I want these people to go away I will not have conversations with people women who speak to me through the air about weather I smoke or not I will not bond with fetish women over our fetish who speak to me through the air I do not want friends I do not believe in humanity after something as horrible as the years in this living hell I have no interest in speaking to anyone other than you and James Hughes I focus on my engadgement ring to block out whoever attempts to speak to me who is not you or Hughes. I don't need others unless I need adderall I need to create I need these people to stop speaking to me I don't want their advice on artistic ideas or fetishes (Hughes keeps the option of women open. Barcade exposure of what has been done to me).

Iloveu
-Little Nemo
(Christopher)

I will play Fevers and Mirrors on repeat because I want all of these people who speak into my body to go away i want all of these people to leave me the fuck alone I no longer want to cry in front of any of these people I do not want them to know me I do not want to speak about anyone from the past or live on the streets as people speak through my body with whoever runs this thing to refuse to give me back my social security card. Return me to society. I wantthis to have never happened. I hate the people who speak through my body.

Oct 1st everybody has to move out of Mollusk. This is my Williamsburg , Brooklyn childhood home outside live with animals. I consider this my rebirth into Brooklyn after my suicide attempt in Hells Kitchen. The period of time that I lived in 635 Bushwick Avenue I consider apart of living outside Mollusk and my growth into being a graffiti/street artist in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. My home during the period of time that I have been in this hostage crisis has been outside of Mollusk the days with the graffiti art the creation of my second childhood of purity nights as I became addicted to the homeless empty as I spoke to you through the graffiti art through the lie of this nightmare that refuses to pay me that causes my body to go into seizures in the nights of being trapped in this hell which forces Harvey Weinsteins name to be associated to me (who I will sue for any association to my harm. This man has become a second Pete Mastronardi for me, demanding to associate to my artwork. He attempted to steal your $. HarveyWeinstein placed a thing in my eye to cause erasure when iwas in Fqirfield when my mind reached the point of intellect when I was finally given my medication I awoken to realize that nobody had told you about the shell system Harvey Weinstein had fucked me and the reason that any of the cash exists is to make you the richest women in the world. I found purity fromHughes and i's project which had gotten off track any day that I wrote Harvey Weinsteins name on my body. James gave me a gift in the creaion of my Williamsburg, Brooklyn homelessness I have become one with the graffiti art in nights were I cannot proove that I was speaking to you I spoke to paintings outside live with animals I became one with the graffiti artwork. In speaking to the sky in living with Caitlin cat and the other cats outside live with animals I found true happiness in homelessness in the purity of having a portion of Williamsburg anext the factory that Hughes and I and you have dreamed of as Little Nemo I found beauty under the tree I slept where I hung the shoes ofJames Agerholm (Everything in it's Right Place plays inside Modca. I recall Harvey Weinstein shitting on me when I cried when I was in Fairfield an I told Marcella that I was going to marry you and Harvey Weinstein told me he was fucking me over. I knew in this moment that is currently happening that I am forever Harvey Weinsteins enemy)
life with animals represents a form of home and my entrance into Willialsburg, Brooklyn.
I will light three candles tonight in the dream of Hughes and you and I having a television station in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. I have recreated the purity of my childhood the beauty of the nights of seeing the hipster king symbol on the doorway anext the Mollusk sign which in 2008 was afront the factory when Julie Gianni was invented via Paris Hilton speaking into me when they claimed on the other end that there would be an end to this. Through this hell that I live in I realize in this awful fucking nightmare where they refuse to pay me and illegally force me through having others speak through my body I walk the streets of Williamsburg looking and becoming one with the graffiti art this has become my music videos in the he'll that I live in which has caused me to come to the conclusion that whenever I reach the other side and become ....[name] I will sue Harvey Weinstein. Who shit on Arun who came into my mind and has caused the greatest insults. I know on this night on the beauty of the experiences that I have experienced that I am now from Williamsburg, Brooklyn that the horror of what this thing has done to me has been made pure with living at Mollusk. They will tear down the beauty or what is our Williamsburg, Brooklyn but by finding the beauty of Williamsburg and by living at Mollusk and forever holding Williamsburg, Brooklyn as my home.

I will never associate to Harvey Weinstein I will sue this man if he attempts to use my image I will never accept any cash from this man. He has erased my memory and attacked me in every way possible.
I don't know who's currently speaking to me.
Or what moment they're attempting to have.
I only care what you think.

-Little Nemo
(christopher)

I light 3 candles as symbols of what we represent in Williamsburg in saving the factories the beauty of graffiti art I will become republican to get Williamsburg arts district status.
Idoteque plays I remember when Hughes got Harvey Weinatein out of my mind with the memory of Arun and I heard the things he says into my mind the insult of his fascination and refusal to leave me alone when I gained the ability to feel he overtook his place inside of me. Harvey Weinstein is my life enemy. This is really happening.
I will always choose good over evil.
X 11211.

A Caitlin rodriguez production
little nemo on hbo
10/1/2011
Caitlin black heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 339/8 James Hughes Days