Note from Batman: Batman honestly
believes all cell-phones have a nanotechnological flesh-eating
disease inside them, air-transmitable.
The Scarlet Witch is the Key. She is
being kept in an inescapable Kafka labyrinth by her father Magneto.
He believes she will hurt Havok, simply by her mere existance.
Magneto is a protector. He will protect Havok from the Scarlet
Witch, who Magneto believes can bend the fabric of reality. Magneto
solicits Dr. Strange's help to maintain the Scarlet Witch in a coma.
An eternal coma.
Havok: Rogue can only kill. It's all
she knows. She's going to kill me.
Lex: I don't know how to prevent it.
Havok: Neither do I. Her need is a
biblical flood, her emotion. She is pure emotion, pure unadulterated
emotion, it is her momentum when catapulting herself through the air.
Lex: I'm only a mere mortal with no
superpowers. I can't fight this.
Havok: The only thing she can't fight
are cell-phones. She needs them with her, with all the biblical
flood emotion power of this need. They are her other love, me and
cell-phones. But she thinks the two can co-exist and they can't, and
she'll destroy me and the planet and her son in the process. Her
mind is a dialectical opposition of nucleur fission.
Lex: I tried to get her drunk but her
superpowers render her immune to alcohol and its otherwise
sleepifying effects. She doesn't need sleep. She needs you.. and
me.. and cell phones.. but not sleep.
Havok: We can't fight a biblical
flood. We're only men. Her love is a flesh-eating virus which no man, you or I, can survive. Rogue is going to put you in a coma, Havok. Forevermore. Count on it.
Bruce felt no autmuns in mornings cast
in the monring of Gotham harbour in the night of gleans emmessage of
the idea of night ngamles mlaent of then night of nighteningales
ideation into the nightingales of hanno this is may midnight cast of
hanno if i can work with you maybe we see this is the night of you
are my friend forever of the night of wait here it is you are me i am
you we can work toeghether and i can this is the righteousness of
life we can wait okay dobay we are the it is okay right lie likeseee
we can this is mr j either int the ienose dhtei oekay
doliektheisowneishetish ioens eithsoeksay tisoneid athe theisoa
tinsidoe the soaisneidhe aidoiaje we are then enver the saynme in the
same ytheiaokaey is nthe name of the same oenf the oehtinsoekahy the
aokeay the oakay the name of eht emaokay tme we ar finneagan os if
the way of the agye in the sma eo fht eit is finished for the
moement..
Note from Batman: Batman honestly
believes all cell-phones have a nanotechnological flesh-eating
disease inside them, air-transmitable.
.. naked Wonder Woman: Hi, I'm naked
Diana and I'm a survivor of flesh-eating disease, courtesy of
cell-phone nanotechnology. I've died many times, horribly more than
the last, and I can survive, barely, flesh-eating disease, but
ordinary mortals won't survive it once. Okay, the cell-phone
nanontechnology is a Y2K paradigm- flesh-eating disease is the real
Y2K, designed to go off at a certain instant ,not sure exactly when,
but sooner rather than later. It's too close to being past the
margins of the start of the milleneum. So, the organic chemistry of
felsh flesh-eating nanotech.. It's an electronic switch which is the
coin electronic spin, the coin nucleur spin, the coin magnetic moment
etcetera ad nauseum, all coupled, like my nude breasts, if they're
still there, like my nude breasts are coupled in magnetic moments..
We are presently going through a nucleur relaxation time, a false
lull before the flesh-eating storm, Bbrrriiinnngg! Hello, ahhh! Just
kidding, but not for long. The next briinngg could be fatal.
Relaxation is open to free radicals, like wittle me. All cell-phones
have magnetic fields,.. The key is magnetism,.. magnetism manipulates
the ferrous compound at the centre of the nanotech flesh-eating
hemoglobin molecule, synthesized molecule, meant to replace the
hemoglobin in our blood... So.. invisible zinc and invisible copper
are the electrodes at the dimensions of the cell-phone. The
cell-phone attaches, leeches, if you will, the potassium K+ and
sodium Na 2+ in the cellular membrane of our neurons. There is a
flesh-eating neutralization titration which involves chemical
reactions of sodium carbonate, sodium hydrogen carbonate, sodium
hydroxide in the ion brain-pumps of our neurons.. Colours, colours
and colours.. bromocresol green.. blue-green algea.. sky-blue
aliquot... enough colours for now.. it all happens as fast as
quicksilver, or quickmercury, or quickiodine.. Choride and mercury...
chlorine, geez.. - crying – have to stop for now...
.. the lit rush of a scroll,
described in the Gutenberg Galaxy by Marshall McCluhan is the same
phenomenon as the lit rush against a movie screen, which produces
air-transmittable electric positive ions which tranquilly neutralize
the flesh-eating effect of nanotech cell-phones.. it is a science so
old, it may hearken back to the egyptians, to the priest-scholar
Hermes, this mystical lit-rush ion effect, like mineral water or noni
juice, which simply cancels out the flesh-eating nanotechnology. The
Egyptian book of the dead may have anticipated flesh-eating nanotech
along with Dante's inferno. I don't understand the science of lit
rushes too well but hopefully I'll be able to read some medieval
documents soon to get a jist of it. Movie screens are hieroglyphs
thru which lights a lit rush- movie screens hearken back to ancient
egypt and medieval scrolls... more later..
The Joker: ... the night is casting my simple existance in mornings in my naked body is the devil is the devil in screwtape in the fucking every single idea in the morning of .... okay... the Maxwell Lord got the OMAC armour from the High Evolutionary armour... The High Evolutionary gave Max Lord his armour tech for his Omacs... Maxwell Lord just wasn't able to invent the Omac armour technology himself.... it was too evolutionary... .... okay yokay... on to cell-phone nanotechnology... thiosulphate... hydronium ions are key to everything.. then ther's hydrochloric acid.. hydroxide ions.. ther's carbonic acid and sodium chloride... colours colours and colours.. bromocresol green.. bromothymol blue.. naked Diana:.. my naked thighmol my naked body screams thymol thiol at cell phones scream... Joker: .. methyl orange... methyl red... all the colours of my dandy decor... what else.. nitro, azo akyl, atroxy, azoxy... the Riddler: pha... ptha.. phalate... phalanine.. phat ltle.. mere phattle.. the Joker: pirate pyridine.. weak dibasic acid and its salts.. nude Diana: you love your acids.. i like that about you.. maybe we can melt these cell-phones with enough acids if we have enough variety of acids to do the job before these cell-phones melt us.. i don't want my vagina to melt.. the joker: .. neither do i .. okay.. dobay.. nitrogen-ammonia are a Two-face coupled reaction.. nitrogen is one face and ammonia is another... ahh.. maleic acid.. maleate.. oxalic acid.. oxalate.. Two-face has a differing or second disassociation constant.. naked mrs. Freeze a autoprotolysis constant... Nazi sodium.. Na 2# sodium.. Na 2+ sodium... hydrogen carbonate... K + not K2 rather K+ potassium hydrogen phalate.... saturated cyclic amines such as naked piperidine.. mike phenol.. mike phenol pthalein.. does your mutter no yor mike.. mr j: amphiprotic amino acids.. aliphatic amines... ammonium salts.. hydronium ions.. sodium Na 2+ hydroxide .. potassium K + hydroxide.. barium hydroxide.. we'll beat this flesh eating nanotech virus ..
Hi Savannah, Daniel Day Lewis, it's hanno, hanno raudsepp. My address is 41 o'neil crescent, Trenton, Canada. Look up my address on the White pages in Canada on the internet under the name, Andres Raudsepp. He's my father. Look up - white pages - on the internet. Then enter the name, - Andres Raudsepp - and - Trenton - for city. You'll find two cities of Trenton for that name, on in the States, the other in Canada. My address, 41 o'neil crescent, is in Canada. Come meet me.
Bruce felt no autmuns in mornings cast
in the monring of Gotham harbour in the night of gleans emmessage of
the idea of night ngamles mlaent of then night of nighteningales
ideation into the nightingales of hanno this is may midnight cast of
hanno if i can work with you maybe we see this is the night of you
are my friend forever of the night of wait here it is you are me i am
you we can work toeghether and i can this is the righteousness of
life we can wait okay dobay we are the it is okay right lie likeseee
we can this is mr j either int the ienose dhtei oekay
doliektheisowneishetish ioens eithsoeksay tisoneid athe theisoa
tinsidoe the soaisneidhe aidoiaje we are then enver the saynme in the
same ytheiaokaey is nthe name of the same oenf the oehtinsoekahy the
aokeay the oakay the name of eht emaokay tme we ar finneagan os if
the way of the agye in the sma eo fht eit is finished for the
moement..
Marvel universe casting
naked Rogue - Savanna Samson
Arianne Zucker as the Enchantress (Thor
villainess)
Michael Sabatino as Reed Richards aka
Mr. Fantastic
Jessica Alba / Laura Leighton / Crystal
Chappelle as Sue Storm aka Invisible Girl
Chad Michael Murray or Haydnn
Christianson as Johnny Storm
Ben Affleck As Ben Grimm
The man who formerly played Ben Grimm
in the last Fantastic Four movie as the X-men villain, the Shadow
King
Mikey Jerome as Matt Murdock aka
Daredevil
Hanno Raudsepp as the other Matt
Murdock aka Daredevil
Tobey Maguire as “Virgil”
Spider-man
Andrew Garfield as “Dante”
Spider-man
Holly Madison as “Maddie”
Spider-woman
Winona Ryder as “terrorist inveterate
screw-up” bratty Peter Parker-esque Jessica Drew Spider-woman
One of the Olsen twins, sorry, not sure
which one, and Kate Moss and Scarlett Johannson as the Scarlet
Witch, “Wandering Wanda”
Cynthia Belleview as
Moonstone/Moondragon, not sure exactly of the name of the villainess
Bruce Davison as Hydro man, the
character he played in X-men 1
Scott Paulin as the Red Skull, with his
minimalistic brilliance
Guy Gardnre was a pacifist.. Guy did
not fight.. but Batman wanted him to kill.. to kil.. to kill Batman
and Wonder Woman.. some demon n in BamTBatmn's heart wanted Bantam
wanted Bamp-Bamp-Bamp Iago a wanted Batman never appeared he was a
ghot ghost a phantom.. Batntam Bantam ah sort of abnat never
appeared..
guy: rogue, you can't .. you can't ..
you can't.. you can't jab kids with sharp objects.. you're your a kid
yourself a juvenile delinquient kids look up to you stan lee did not
write you like this..Guy Gardnre was a pacifist.. Guy did not fight..
but Batman wanted him to kill.. to kil.. to kill Batman and Wonder
Woman.. some demon n in BamTBatmn's heart wanted Bantam wanted
Bamp-Bamp-Bamp Iago a wanted Batman never appeared he was a ghot
ghost a phantom.. Batntam Bantam ah sort of abnat never appeared..
Bantam is a kid rogue?... a black kid...
.. maybe there are surrel t
beneificeint ghost in the tech in the computer.. succubi's in the
computer.. whop help with d editing and thypt nake succib i thigh
typogaorahpics..
guy": .. oh my god rogue.. I'm sorry.. I;m sor sorry your smerdykaovok kavok tavistock.. your smerdyakov.. rogue is smerdyakov rogue is Edward schixzo scisovaginascinsoorhands..
.. did you rogue stick sharp ojboects into objects int ehe he the enchantresss.. no smerdyakov isnkinsnijinksy samerdyiavkov niginiksy Nijinsky niggerininksky sorry children sometimes expreimient with the word,, the word exmperiment is a horrible word become it means lingiuistic expmerimentation.. I guy am more than a nigger bloke can bear.. smerdaykov doesn't stick sharp objects in to enchantresses.. he like s how they play with golden lassos.. for their naked bodies are golden nal asslassos.. ilike saying that .. enchantresses succibui enchantresses nude bodies are golden lassos.. oh god..
guy: i can't I DCAN”T Stick csharp
ogjcobjects into wonder into her winot woman.. i;m nort not g'notrt
i'm not evil scum
Blue Beetle, played by Ewen Bremer: --e ee eee eeeh eeheech eecch yeh yeh eech rot in hell max
-=--- e ee eech g'rotane wallt in hellish manmonmammornmax
-=--- e ee eech g'rotane wallt in hellish manmonmammornmax
Blue Beetle, played by Ewen Bremer: --e ee eee eeeh eeheech eecch yeh yeh eech rot in hell max
-=--- e ee eech g'rotane wallt in hellish
manmonmammornmax
-- eech eech rot the grot ninny nin nell max..
eech
rot the lott little lotta lulu l ul ii!!11 neaked nell max
eech ech crickket
crikcet..lots louck with little luleu max..
eech grot lot luluhellmax..
eech eech lulu is in hellmax..
eeech.. grot lulu is in hell mezx
majik magic manudemajikmzmazx
eech grotten nudemajik is tortured in
hell manx...
eeech eech.. grotten rotten lort is
in hellmax..
ececheehc.. g'nort is in hell max..
we've got to go help him..
max lord: okay, you first.
--- BLAM! ---
meanwhile
Gunbunny - riding a signature tail end rolloercoaster to Hell - wheee ..
Blue Beetle driving a dung-cart in
Hell. “Pop goes the world”, Blue Beetle's song, is playing.
Blue Beetle: the dung beetle is back..
back in hell where dung-beelte's belong.. i'm lazyier than beele
bailery bles bales of hay.. baily quarters was a naked lazy bitch.. who got drunk in cars.. >glug? here's to vegetables....
beetle bailey was no slouch though.. he knew how to fluff up stones
of clay..
Maxwell Lord's half-phased out image and voice: “You okay, Beetle.”
Blue Beetle: “I'm okay, Max. I'm
where I belong, wandering the subterrainian depths of Hell.”
Maxwell Lord: “Sorry, I didn't mean
to hit you that hard.”
Blue Beetle: “That's okay. That's
what Sergeant Snorkel said to my counterpart in the funnies.”
Maxwell Lord: “I'm really sorry.”
Blue Beetle: “That's cool. Beetles
always come to life. They're a symbol of rebirth.
Maxwell Lord: ”You can count on
it. I'm working around the clock to make sure that happens. That we
can free all the prisoners of Hell.”
Blue Beetle: Cool. For now, I'm your
point-man. It's all good. Now, let's find Gunbunny.”
Blue Beetle: Gottcha!
magneto wanted to be there for
children.. bu but he didn't undrsatsant understand ... he didn't
understand.. he wasnt wanted he wanted wasnt wanted to be naeked
naked for children.. so they would be safe.. but naked rogue.. she
said a lot of things... Havok ws n't sure wahat she was saying .. she
talked a lot to Haovk Havok.. but magneto was upset with her..
Ms Marvel was naked often, Ms Marvel
was naked most of the time. She just had to be, she HAD to. She had
to for her fellowship with mutants. She was a mutant herself she
felt, but was alienated from them, for she was a mutate, a verb not a
nound. She mutates were in flux, they were seen as the future, and
the mutants, all the horrible, racist terminology against mutants,
they said they were stagnant, they said the were toxic waste, natures
version of toxic waste, they horrifically, whoever “they” was,
guests on “Politically incorrect”?, they/ “they”, were they
mutants “they” mutants themselves?... phantom ghost guests on teh
the show werhe where did they come from anyway .. who knew them
outside the who show... were they speaking toxic genetic toxic wast
ws wasteland ghost speech.. Ms marvel was a skeleton.. she was a
mouldering flying politcial political corpse.. she was a decaying
corpse of corrup dtecaying [politics... [[[....[..[.. corruption was
the oozing eswsence essence of he s hersouls of her soul corrupt her
soul... her sol soul soil soul was a stinking crops corpse.. her crop
of soul.. her clod of sol soil was her soul... her sol soul defecated
on the street... mtuan mutant protest.. on behalf o of demonized dogs
and demonized dog owners.. were demonized dog owners the original
mutants.. who carried clod pispoison in their souls.. from needing to
care for lost animals.. for abandoned animals.. dog owners who cared
for the homeless and were deom demoncracy doemon demonized theerreby
therevy teh thereby... doom would save them .. doom would declare war
on the wor ar wa war woalr warld wor .. doom would save the
dog-owning mutans..mutants.. the dog-owniung owning mutants..
Naked White Queen.. naked white
qyueen... was a attacked by her own telepathy... it her telepathy was
like knives attacking her body.. she felt like Yawn in finnegans
wake... do not flingamagic flingamagig me to the twolves.. she would
cry out.. she had wanted to open a schol a school for children.. she
had trouble with speelling.. because she was a child herself... a
school for fishes.. likttle yngrie.. little yungfries.. but she
ddidn't believes teh the storei the tales..
singsooswaasinwaaaahhhh!..snif-sniff- the tales o fwolves attacking
children.. how could wolves.. with their tiny mouths.. attack
chiildren.. ..a rrgh.. arrgh.. she was teeny.. she cried easilyl...
like a chilud would who believed in sin waaahhh!.. could only crie..
she was naked and crying often.. her children ga came over to help
her.. feel betee bettle better ..waaahhh!.. after one of her
master-lan mat master plans failed.. hr hrt her plans bh her
beautiful plans.. all crumblied to dust.. like snol wo wn
womansnowlflakes in the win wind naked woman snowlfake s in the
wind.. like tearts like naked woman tears in the naked woman rain..
she said naked woman often so often.. it helped hre her cries l
lau-waahhhhhhh! Waafgghhh! Wa ha waha wah!.. oauhgh .. auh huh huh
ahuh... wahhhh!.. hi it helpe d her crie less easily...
Havok: Berlin. Something happens to
Berlin. Something.. unimaginable. Stay away from Berlin. Berlin is
a holy city. But something .. something happens to holy cities.
Something also happenned to Jerusalem.. Jesu pardon.. which Jesu
pardon... Iago is a holy man... R Riago R I ago rebuild Berlin as
Genosha.. Iagotown..
Wolverine was a poisoner. Suspicion.
The Suspicions were was whether he was a pios o poisoner of souls..
opie.. whether he would piosly poison little opie.. who would he
poison?.. mainly women.. many, mayny many women... he's like that..
just a drop of poison in the milk.. he was indsetructible anyway.. he
was safe.. no death col clodc could harm him.. but he was redeemed at
the end like Cary Grant.. no poisoner her... i mean he.. he don't
know no poiso n from milk.. nosirree bob .. hee hee hee... rogue
naked rogue helps him sometimes...
Wolverine is Nietszche. The
raspy-voiced Wolverine is Nietszche in the Alps. Wolverine is
Nietszche as Raskolnikov.
Roguethoughts: The ghost of a man in
sex secret of the night of blank blankety blank was in ipsofact
contras the devil in his dues we are the lissen hear champ- arrgh
like it is never goig to be the deadliest of choice the deadliest of
crime no one to the name of doxey like a I'm neot going to be Hanno
thi is me naked savvy i am boohoohoo i want to talk to you and i am
wow I am naked wm like the hanno let's this it like in the next
manger of dusk which isn't HANNO swe are alone and either we don the
eisjtheiahdltehaiof ofd;a f the e ithe ithe titheleitheieheieeitheis
i we don't like you we don't like FUCCCIUUUCK litsne n aii okay how
about this i am the duck i am the arrrgh twheop w aokay either we
fuuuuch itis like HANNO how awo l no hollywood awol haannoo we ae
ahye hey like HEEYYYY i am mike myers and okay how about like so
likeso in the dusk of bening bengn beingin begn benign heyyy htis is
very much okay weaitmw nomw mow now ahow how woaoh like nary narly
gnary gnaly gnarlybyrd hahahaha ike okay WAIIT i am now naked rogue
felt her body like light she could not feel her body the inner
groaten goroaten force of her byelly inner stomachwoeworwarwoe he
bellywar was her bellywayr wayrwar oboy how was she jusat jusque at
jusqu at jew at she could not feel her boelly her bowelly bowelly
belly bowelwar she could not feel it he naked body needed light
needed to become light he heh e i am the light the nakednudelight
nakednuedenuderogue e e e eeeeh i 'm naked hehehheeeheee... hwahaw
haw her body needed to be ressrue russia ressurected from fro it for
form for from for its own bowels bowels of dark movie dark moviedark
boawels she needed her bodynakedness to be light he she needed to be
gutcapsized into light from her bellybowel darkness... she needed a
movie in her bowels to be capsiezed.... she needed light in her
bowels... her bellypressed.. bellypressed for time.. hee hee hee...
hernakedhee nakedher heee nakedroguehe heehee ...
magneto was the death of time in the
magneto rising of her light to her body of liight wihch was a rscoll
rolling scroll her butt was roliing her naked butt was a
rollingscroll.. rogue was her naked butt in suruplus... in fructible
surplus ... her nude butt was a meadow.. a flowery meadow.. flowery
colours like twilightnudebutt of naked Rogue.. magneto needed her ..
heheheee magneto you need my nude butt.. rogue please.. please my
nude butt? Hee hee hee.. if you insist.. woowww!.... okay wait no i
didn't say that i diont' talk like that i am an ididgnified irishman
.. the irish don't talk about pleasing nude.. arrrgghh...okay
roguelet's satart sartoris resaortis again... i am magneto i know
magntism.. i know magento magnetom magenta.. i am not a happy joe.. i
am a sad joe.. sad magneto.. verwy verwy vewy sad.. manta ray..
magneto.. what was my point.. the point of my nude butt? Stop it
rogue.. sto p it i say.. okay.. let's start again.. i a have a point
somewhere... i am supposed to be a leader of mutant synergy of ro or
something ... to rooarrr rogue.. oboy i rogue know i am a cowardly
lion... pleas rogue don't self-castigate. Cat cat cstigate.. i'm
going to castigate my own nude BUTT... sigh if you insist.. no wait
taht didn't com aout right..
Magneto: My war is not for the
innocent. And you are an innocent, Rogue.
Rogue: (crying) I died my innocence.
I died my innocence dead.
Magneto: What? You innocence is in
bloom. You are a young woman and I am an old man.
Rogue: (smiling) You're young.
Magneto: Young in hope I was once and
wish to be again. I am I don't it is me ...
Rogue: .. and meee....
Magneto: Prison. The send children to
prison. And they- they call.. my island.. MY island.. a prison..
Rogue: They may have said the same
thing about Hitler. I think he was a good man.
Magneto: The Nazis outlasted Hitler by
sixty-four years. It may have mattered little to him if he was a
good or bad man. His foundations lay on straw.
Rogue: I like him so much when he was
signing all those autographs.
Magneto: That matters much in matters
of goodness.
Rogue: What happenned to all the books
they burned. All the history which was burned away and fort gorgon
forgotten scrolls of memory.
Magneto: History ended. I mean, to be
more enlightening, you probably know more about it than I. I spent
to much time in a prison. I was a captured soldier at Dieppe.
Rogue: - quietly – What happened at
Dieppe?.. dip.. dieeppe.. dieppee.. hee hee hee..
Magneto: The Canadians were ...
forgotten.. they just.. vanished from the page of time... I'm quoting
words of Ahmadinejad when he spoke of the present regime of Israel..
which is almost made up of cabinet members who are Dieeppe Dieeppe
dieppe soldiers.. forgotten ministers... forgotten ghosts.. erased
ghosts of history.. ghosts in a war machine.. a machine which .. i
once.. invented at a table in my study.. as I watched Ben Gurion on
TV talk about setting up a techno-state a techno-culture.. a
techno-military.. tekwar..
Rogue: Genosha is .. soo.. so ..
different.. Genosha is .. real..it's pure.. i MEAN.. real... sorry
for saying pure..
Magneto: There are words which sorrow
sorry sorrow for sorryly for their years in the manger..
Rogue: I was born in a manger.. like
Christ.. like Jesus.. which Jesu pardon.. V.. B.. bANTAM WAS jesUS JESUS JROKER JESUES batnam bantam was joker jesus.. A LOUD JESUS.. WHY DO black men talk loudly anyway...
Magneto: Did Jesus feel he had to
pardon himself for his birth.. like a Hitler?...
Rogue: People blame the Inquisition
and the Crusades on Christ..
Magneto: Edmund Muntzer was a real
militant Christian. Or was it Edward.. I forget..
Rogue: Munzter... munzer mint..
mintzer .. pincer.. PENIS .. - her voice shatters – what, what did
I say that for?...
Magneto: There's nothing wrong with
the word.. it has been demonized by Nazi agencies.. feminist
agencies...
Rogue: - crying relentlessly – what
is wrong with me.. what am i doing.. i just like saying.. things.. i
just liked saying it... why?...
Magneto: You're an innocent.. innocent
as a babe.. I will never let them call Genosha a prison again. War
machines will fall into the ocean before that happens again...
rogue was downtrodden neem naked rogue
.. nemesis .. nemean lion.. hercules.. the devil.. his due.. rogue
gave the devil his due.. naked rogue gat gt gat git gatv ge gave the
deivil his due.. gee was a power pack member the leader the Cyclops..
gee.. gee...gee... geez.. a child
nakednude Rogue: My two nude breasts
are sinc/sincpulse sinch sincronypulemuy nude breasts.. my two nude breasts are zinc and copper: dielectric... dielectric nude breasts... my
nipples are electrodes.. I an naked livewire... i i.. i i .. i ..
copper and zinc electrodes.. my chest is a galvanic cell...my breasts
communicate a flow of electricity between themselves.. my puvis my
pubis electrochemistry misty eletion election of nude rogue rogeu to
power.. electrochemisty of nude pubis of nude rogeu nude rogue.. but
there is a third of conduction beside pubis.. a junction potential..
my pubic hair pubis is a fritted disc.. a fritted vagina.. a
scapula.. this device takes a variety of forms.. gyrations of my nude
butt.. my vagina is shorthand shorthouse .. my vagina is a shorthand
notation nate.. vagina nomenclature.. a vagina culture.. a zinc
sulfate solution.. a salf .. a salt bridge.. a salty vagina.. a salt
nude bride.. a pillar of salt .. a salty vagina.. a natural
logarithm.. salt in vagina.. sinc.. silver sabled vagina.. logarithms
now nude rogue beaten path down into pubis.. logarithms to base ten
nude female divinities.. logarithms to basteionnude rogue..
logarithms to baste nude rogue.. logarithms to base ten derivities
derivitives of vagina tendrilss.. media tendrils.. nude medea
tendreils... the financial nude rogue calculus of my nude body..
financial calcified my chapped strapping body.. financial calculus my
calcus my nude nude body.. financial calculus is my nude body.. a
silver half-reaction of my nude body... cadmium ions.. i am a cad..
ia i am a nernst io ia.. nude io bit by a gadfly.. silly moths.. my
nude breasts are a silly reactions.. my nude breasts a a a are a
coupled reaction.. oxidation- reduction.. ox ic.. N >glugg<
nude merogue.. nude me elemental.. discharge of a cell.. changes in
potential.. ahh.. my nude breasts.. my nude breasts.. my naked
breasts.. ahh.. my nude breasts.. ahh.. equilibrium.. my naked butt
is balance-d.. my nude breasts and buttocks are balanced... my nude
breasts and naked buttocks are polar opposites..ahh my breasts..my
nude breass..breasts.. my nude breasts.. breass.. breath..
finallynudemerogue.. my nude body is harmony..
Bruce Wayne: “I'm rusty on my reading. This zodiac of gangs- what were my last thoughts on it. That they function like a computer virus, devising all contexts about them. That they have come together through happenstance destiny, that all gangs of history whether Royalist or sans-cullote, the encompassive a's and b's of the gang integral, Fouche feminism, have culminated in Gotham by a kind of domino affect/effect of insane orginazational logistics in perfect or as perfect as possible crystalline utopia of organizational topology of unprecedented self-referential complexity. Hmmh. These gangs pride themselves justly in having no stringent hiearchy, but rather having a rotating central stage axis around which hierachies dance, that this gang architecture within the grandest architecture in Gotham itself have adopted the organizational topology of a hemoglobin molecule, a planetary globe, and call the invisible axis binding them all together their ruling authority, their blindly leading authority, leading by an inevitable bass bowels timbre of trajectory by preordained vico regulations and coordination” - cue Yeats, you probably know which famous quote about mere anarchy.
Alfred: “A formidable adversary for an man to task himself with unravelling. Some tea, green tea, master Bruce, to await such selfsaid task for a true Royalist of the quintessential variety.”
.. nude Orora, nude Storm, knew
the call of the storm. The storm was a voice. All the phenomena of
the weather voices calling to her soul. She had climate
schizophrenia. Voices tremoured her nude body. Her nude body
quivered, trembled, rumoured, shimmered, shook, shattered with the
voice of the storm. Her nude body shattered with voice. Her nude
soul shimmered, like a quavering rainbow. Her stomach was an
earthquake. She controlled or was controlled by all the weather
through her stomach, through a/the voice in her stomach. Her stomach
was a voice.
Havok's voice was a soul. A soul
which was Ragnorack, Was Havok a norse god, a God? Was he someone
who seduced, enchanted with his voice. Was his voice an enchantment.
Like the voice behind the burning bush calling moses. Listening.
His voice was a listening, like God's voice. A listening to winds,
to weathers. His voice tremoured with listening, with rushing rivers
of listening. His voice, his soul, could feel the listenings.
Listening like mountain-streams in a mountain. Was his voice a
mountain> Was there the stillness of emptiness of a mountain to
his voice.
Naked Rogue was fleeing from
truth, perpetually fleeing from truth. A perpetual nude flight from
truth was Rogue. Her nude body gushed forward, like gushing nude
waterbody nude Rogue from a rock when struck. Was naked Rogue a
wound in a mountain?, a wound in a stone> Was her nude body made
of stone. Had she absorbed her own nude body as stone from naked
nude Ms. Marvel. Had that death-battle turned her nude body to
stone, like a naked Medusa gaze. Had the battle with nude Ms. Marvel
been a nude Medusa gaze. A gaze into naked Rogue's soul which
couldn't yet gaze back except as a sonic bloom/boom flight into Nasa.
Naked Rogue's nude body was a quivering stone, a wounded stone.
Forever her flamboyant naked breasts and inflated nude body would
gush forth.
Cyclops was a petty telepath. He
could but ill see. His telepathy mind was closed freemason's eye, an
eye to the winking. Cyclops winked at destiny. The German was said
to squint at his soul. How – could- Cyclops see? HE could not see
without red sunglasses. His eyes were forever winked shut. His
vision was a closed eye. A sea of red.. A see of red. A visions
see. A visor's sea. A see of harbour. Ridiculous. A keen sense
was his eye. To keen for vision, for direct vision. An angular
optics was his vision. His eye was trigonometry.
.. nude Dazzler felt her quintessence
a frivolous soul. Abysses of frivolity. Her frivolity was her
passion- her Iago passion. She aspired to be an Iago. She wanted
her nude breasts double-plumed with knavery. A knavish soul was she.
More knave than foolish. She had foolishness nevertheless crawling,
coagulating like foam within her breast. The cruel, crawling foam;
her cruel breasts. Naked Alison's breasts like foam, her breasts
like cruel foam. Alison dances naked. To her light circuses. She
danced naked in circuses. Sound to light. Sounds of circus to
lights of breasts. Her breasts were abysses of frivolity, abysses
plunging into naked Alison's black soul. Alison's nude butt danced
with the weather, the weather of sunlight. Her nude butt danced with
the sun. Alison was a nude sun. She was nude sound. She was nude.
Alison was dazzling nude Dazzler. Alison was nude.
Magento... Magent.. Maleficient...
Magneto was.. ancient.. Like Michael/Matthew Fassbender's Macbeth.
An ancient Scot. An ancient play. An ancient play was the
holocaust. It trembled on the stage. Nude Rogue. The mists of
time. Nude Rogue's body. Mists. Magneto had seen the death of
time. The mists of death. A furnace mist. A furnace was his heart.
He could not feel without this furnace. The depths of a ship, of a
Titanic, of a Genosha citadel, of a Phantom Opera house.
Furnace-heart. The fuelling underground. All the underground fuels
and natural resources were HamletMagneto's destiny his goal. Art
thou there, trupenny. You heare this fellow in the cellerage. Let
us then shift our ground. ... Ssswweeaaarrreee....Natural gas. All
which lay buried like King Hamlet beneath the earth was Magneto's
heart. His buried heart, trupenny. Were his heart and his soul
seperate things?
Professor X was a man of heavens,
of telepathic heavens, of telepathic skies. Which stopped at the sky
and could not reach outer space. His phantom face, his ghost face,
was in the clouds. Astral heavens. Astral clouds. Sky astral.
Clouds were his mind, clouds were his ambition, castles in the sky,
supported by telepathy, and more clouds, clouds of cerebrations,
clouds of Freud, clouds of mythology. He was an idealist, or an
abstract thinker. Clouds were abstraction. Clouds of Olympus. His
heart was a cloud. His heart and his soul were the same thing.
Ruskin. Naked Athena. Naked Queen of the Air. The cloud-like
consciousness. We never see anything clearly. Such was Professor
X's, Xavier's, aspiration, for the naked Athena in the naked clouds.
Naked Cloud was a comic book character. A dim ambition was Xavier's
books, his book study, his scholarship. Brown cinematography was his
dusty books, his brown-tinted bookshelves. Naked Emma, naked White
Queen and her echelons of castle-rich bookshelves, books upon books
like mountains in her mountain interior study, books to reach into
the millenea. Fuzzy books. Fuzzy thinking. Fuzzy logic.
nude Rogue: Magneto, how are you?
Magneto: Intact.
nude Rogue: You've been fighting so long,
for centuries it seems.
Magneto: I never meant this battle to
last into your lifetime.
nude Rogue: I am this battle. It's always
been me.
Magneto: I am to blame. I am to blame
for all battles. I am to blame for World War 2.
nude Rogue: (crying) No, no, you're not.
Magneto:
Naked magneto: the warsome ways of
nude fulvia.. the war of a hair's breadth.. the tinsel-town hair..
tinsel as snowflaake snowlake snowfleake snowflaeke hair.. as the
hair ofa snowman.. an am a snowman of the abominable kind.. of the
abominable variety.. i am bono..
nude rogue: i looovvee bono..
naked magneto: that's me.. all right..
the being to love.. a hearts a many in doves of war.. many loves in
war.. many doves in war.. warsome hair.. warsome doves...
nude rogue: my heart is a warsome
dove..
magneto: many hearts are yours.. you
are a nude woman of many hearts...
nude rogue: of many nude hearts..
naked magneto: freaks and geeks..
greeks.. and freaks.. and.. geeks.. and.. and.. geeks.. greeks.. a
debit crisis i crisis.. a debt crisis in geekdom in harry knowles
website..
Dream director - Martin Scorcese
Musical score by John Powell and John Ottman
Musical score by John Powell and John Ottman
Dream cast
Daniel Day-Lewis is Magneto / Eric
Magnus
Patrick Stewart is Professor Xavier
James Marsden is Cyclops
Hugh Jackman is Wolverine
Savannah Samson is Rogue
Francesca Lodo as Storm aka Orora
Juliette Lewis as Jean Grey aka Marvel girl
Hanno Raudsepp as Havok
Winona Ryder as the White Queen aka
Emma Frost
Liam Neeson as the Black King aka
Sebastian Shaw
Holly Madison as Ms. Marvel
Holly Madison as Mystique
Ian McKellan as Noam Chomsky in the
X-men universe
Bridgette Marquardt as Dazzler
Kendra Wilkinson as Jubilee
Ethan Hawke as Nightcrawler
Same actors as previous as Iceman,
Angel and Pyro. Sorry, I should really know their names.
Harry Knowles as the urbane,
well-spoken “Blob”, in quotation marks
Bruce Davison as Senator Walker
Jaye Mohr as Gyrich, the disaster
crowd-control guy, who makes sure all of the disastrous battles
involving the X-men are contained to limit casualties
Gyrich: You're not well, Magneto.
Magneto: I survived one holocaust. I
refuse to survive another. I will.. never.. be..... well.
Gyrich: I want you to stay alive.
Magneto: No man... as me... is alive.
Long pause.
Gyrich: Just make sure you don't kill
anyone. It's my job to make sure you don't.
Magneto exits the room.
Michael Tarshi as Cable, the protector
of children, which Michael Tarshi was in the parallel reality. We
have a long history.
Elizabeth Berkeley can play one the
twentyish, thirtyish teenagers he protects. She can probably figure
out which character on X-force she is.
naked rogue had been abused much as
a kid. She had never understood her own proclivities for sensation,
sensation climbing upward in her as a girl-kid as if attaining by
then thereby maturity, as if some confusion of moraling sensation in
her body as a teen-girl had reached for flagrance in her
body-demeanour and she had liked a lost free-in-hell-but-free look
like no-care I'm alone and moral by my aloness as much as a rampaging
situation about me will let me myself as such all me naked and alone
as me naked rogue all in moral solitude no one elses.
Faust was a doctor. It was- what
was it? A licence to kill? He had made a deal with the devil- the
medical establishment. They were in the practice of slow murder. It
was a willful neglect of obvious truths. A misdiagnosis of an
illness which would be a death sentance if it had been true- blank,
blank- was a matter to be forgotten. Forgotten forgotten. Forget
forgetfullness. She was forgotten back into the hands of those who
had mistakenly diagnosed a death sentance illness for her. Now that
she was back in their hands, she was in deep pain again. She was
Gertrude. She is my mother. The mobled queen with a disease which
was a mote to trouble the mind's eye, the mind's eye of the
“professionals”. She troubles them. They don't know how to cure
her. It was only an ulcer. An ulcer. But she's been lying in bed
in hospitals for at leas three months now. Her legs are wasted away.
How can she even start walking? She was supposed to be brought to a
physical rehab where she would, through swimming
exercises in shallow pools, regain the motility of her legs. She has
often said swimming is the best form of exercise. But she was
brought back to incompetent hospitals instead, and the one she was in
for months refused to let her go.
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