Solutions for the 21st Century Street Magician
You have to draft under their ground radio signal, by sending an indication to their base command that you need to refuel. You do that through a ground unit in the British Army, placing a mislaid signal, through an open line, then an open line signal, as if there was a fudge finger, a broken command chain.
And then when the ME-109 comes in, you didn’t take off, in Britain, and they crash into the ocean.
JRR Tolkien, ‘spells’.
Or Charlie Kaufman’s “Adaptation”.
Consider me an expert in information munitions. I practice Zazen meditation, Yakuza Trappist form (a Yakuza, games cheat, and Trappist, a counter-agent), as a Bonafuda, a mercantile salesmen of information through philosophy, literature, fiction, and academics, distributed as munitions technique deployed for the purpose apparent to you, unless of course you have violated the ethics of my piece, in which case you will be trapped inside a theft of the piece and an action within the boundaries of the violation you have committed in Benedictine culture, the Jewish affiliate within Catholic culture. Buyer beware, and these poems, are free. View more posts
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