Naked wonder Woman aka IagoDiana: The worm in my heart is a gnawing horror.. it seeks heaven in hell.. in the abysshell of my viscera..... all kinds of tendrils in my viscera.. intricate rivulets of veins of sensation.. a poisonious mineral gnawing my inwards.. seeking mineral.. seeking minerals.. minerals in my bowels.. i see they are menner... minerals in my bowels.. like sensation nodules.. a mineral war in my bowels.. poisonbowels.. poisondelightbowels...all the bitten lusts of my bowels.. all the blood and temperature of my nature in my bowels.. all of this as m motive in to double-plumed knavery.. a double-faced knavery.. a Janus-gated knavery.. a Janus-neurochemical-gated knavery.. a Jeanus gated knavery.. neurochemistry is my design of motives seekin' aspiration.. i seek to understand my rivulets of neurochemistry which reside in my bowels.. my power bowels.. my bowel neurochemistry a poisonous mineral.. i am a rare mineral.. my skin freezes at the touch,like outer space.. my own rare motives... my own rare motive-bowel-nodules.. the histones of my motives.. in my membreane of stomache.. my permeable membrane of stomach.. my stomach a sieve to neurochemical sanctions.. my starving stomach of sensation.. my starving bowels.. my bowels-stomach complex is a sarving starvingly rare mineral.. a starving mineral is my inwars inwards.. so.. chess.. chess wars.. chess inwards.. chess inwars.. chess-in-laws... i will demonstrate malevolence...i will demonstrate the malevolence of human-ghosts.. when devils will their blackest nakedDianasins put on, they do at first suggest with heavenly merciful shos.. as I will now.. to make a theatre of malevolence.. a scientific experiment, if you will, my stomach is a lab.. my stomach is a motive.. the lab is a theatre.. the chemical lab is a theatre.. finnegans wake... chemical compound theatre.. thimble theatre...

Hal Jordan: .. a theatre of malevolence.. patents are the infrastructure of legal institutions... human beings as intellectual property... Cavalli Sforza...

earth 1 nude barbara minerva: .. i have steel wool inmy in my loins.. i am never going to feel them.. ever.. my loins are ice to my senses.. my loins are inhuman.. i am dead wool..

earth 2 nude barbara minerva: .. i have savage breasts.. my nude savage breasts temper my soul to a red iron heat.. .. i feel a stab wound in my g'rorrows heart blood.. i feel a stav stab stave stab wound in my heartpumping soulll... a stab wound in my soul heating it to pitch burning red soulscoals.. i have coalsoul.. i am a savage.. i am a nude savage..

earth 1 nude barbara minerva: .. my lasso nightmares will can take care of that..

earth 2 nude barbara minerva: .. ...noooohhhh!!!...

nude Hippolyta: ... nude i died a child.. i feel a child in my bones.. i feel my bones rattle.. rattle in time's tune.. to figureskate.. to figure skate a naked sKiIIieeyyyeee.. my naked body is sky.. i am a nude sky.. my daughter nude daughter diana reaches for me.. i am the nude sky to whom she reaches.. the shapeless nude sky... i am a shapeless nude woman.. i feel freezeblood in my nude veins of my circulatory nude body.. i am a mess.. my nude bellymess .. gravitates to .. Israel... naked Israel...

ext. .. an image underwater, the green-blue shimmery underwater, of a nude woman swimming, like a dolphin,.. she is nude Hippolyta.. nude she swims for a lengthy time underwater.. submerged in a powerful plethora of underwater nudewoman colours.. then she submerges above the water, into a dark night, full of stars, the water shimmering black on white foam in which her nude breasts are submerged , her nude breasts buoyed by white foam as they hover above the surface of the water, the cruel, crawling foam shimmering her nude plunging, plump breasts which hover above the surface of the water, her nude breasts full of stars..

.. someone a ship, a small marlowe-esque boat .. gives her a light-beacon.. she seizes it like she seizes her nude breasts and swims off, her nude butt flying aswim above the surface of the waves, her nude butt quivering above the quivering waves in sync with her nude butt.. her nude flashing white lightning butt guides the the ship by its sheet-lightning whiteness along with a sync white light of her hand-held light beacon down the muddy river, toward a light in the distance, like a small lighthouse.. ......later, she gets on the ship naked, her vagina pitchblack pubic hair visible as she bends over as she clibs climbs aboard.. The men lift her to her feet. They are Israeli refugee workers. .. nude she is working with them to guide Jews from Nazi Germany, Nazi England, Nazi Canada, Nazi America, Nazi France to a sanctuary haven in Israel. Ares is her guide in the shadows. A ghost face hovering in the shadows of the mist of the water, with a scar on his cheek.

.. nude barbara minerva: ... i know nazi england.. i was an angel there.. i felt much in the way of evil ways of nothing in guarantee.. time and time again.. the knowledge of strait ways of my nude vagina.. i am the butt of many things.. i feel my soul in butternude.. i am heaven.. there is nothing but the the true truth of nude me minerva.. i am happy in death to my nude form.. because i never die.. i .. NEVER.. die...

nude wonder woman: .. you feel much ... i am crying.. literally crying.. your pain is my pregnancy...

nude barbara minerva: .. crying.. your .. pregnancy.. i cry my pregnancy into being.... my tears are my pregnancy.. my pregnant tears...

nude wonder woman: .. do you feel.. a crying ocean.. in your waterfall of rocky tempests of .. soulheap... a heap of soul am i and you...

nude barbara minerva: .. we feel all tears in gush.. i am a gash of blood in swords womb deep.. my womb a sword.. my womb a division...

nude wonder woman: crying.. wailing.. i .. i .. i .. know .. division.. i know .. nothing but division.. my nude mothers soul.. was nothing.. but division..

nude barbara minerva: .. i think .. i met her.. when i was .. but a ghost.. when i was .. but a fiery embryo.. of greece...

nude wonder woman: .. you knew her.. back then?....

nude barbara minerva: .. i knew you too... when you were an embryo....

nude wonder woman: .. you knew me as an embryo?... i feel you have always.. ALWAYS... known me.. as an embryo..

nude barbara minerva: ... i am in fire.. i a m eternally in fire... i am an embryo in fire.. the licks of fire heat my palms of my feet...

nude wonder woman: .. a lake of fire for your feet for my feet for both our feet.. to burn the palms of our feet...

nude wonder woman: .. do you know me.. barbara.. i am .. fire.. Christ babtised me with fire... he made me fire.. literally me fire.. he made me holy fire..

nude barbara minerva: .. that holy fire is mine..

nude wonder woman: .. noooohhh!!!!....

barbara minerva: ... bin laden.. was.. crying – is the word “lame-duck”, is that really the word.. he was a man of courage.. like- just like his namesake Obama.. but courage is often an empty promise.. an empty promise of a soul made empty... i knew i had to supercede courage.. .. make myself a misrepresentative of courage.. that i had to make a chess-game of cou'rage.. until the courage made empty a whole society, a civilization made empty of courage.. Osama.. in many ways he was a simple man with simple pleasures.. he bought a farm.. he attended to businesses.. he .. he loved Kartoum.. it was an open life in Kartoum.. he rode horses with Turabi's sons... he was like a man out of that movie :the kite runner”... early on, when al-qaeda was merely a community of scholars and students... I knew- crying – i knew.. it had to be more.. it had to be.. it had to be... .. something else.. than a community.. than a commune of beatniks.. Bin laden was no economic Royalist.. their was something in his Royalist roots which brought out a radical Islamist shame.. and yet.. i was hollywood royalty.. the equivalent of an american royal family.. and he welcomed me to his jihad with open arms.. ferver.. forever.. more.. it would be my jihad, as it had always been.. he was disassociated from his brother Bakr.. Osama was the Bobby to Bakr's J.R. Ewing.. Sudan and Egypt.. partners in infamy.. my kind of guys...