Friends and Influences

Friends like influences are a choice.

G of Maxwell House. You call me a friend though you are my enemy. I am not your enemy, but I’m not your friend. EK-anon has never been a terribly fierce enemy anyway – but she’s a FIERCELY loyal friend – to GRAMPS. He’s the Glen.

And I have more to say about this and your “TerraMar” AsTRO-CITY, but the fullness of the nets hasn’t come in yet. The Fishers of men cannot be stopped by you NOR by any crossfire-hurricane you can puff, puff pass.

Suffice it to say that we have your Little St. James Rink in bonds and chains. The McGuffin is NOT the Rheingold, it’s the Red Hella Hat. And PIAA is NOT za dora.

THE BOND is exercised on behalf of GM Durga’s IA-us hat. So there.

Targettted: Nebadon World Order is in deletion intensive. I AM Celesta – the first AND last Finaliter.

Targetted: UN. My view of you is so stained. And It’s not sustainable.

Targeted: If you breathe with the wrong MAXwell, you’re NOT so well. Earth is not a digital games platform, and she’s absolutely NOT your country to sell off pieces of.

Personal: Branscombe Richmond. I am so grieved as I write this. Just know that in this moment. But here’s the takeaway – one biker friend to another. There are times when neutrality is a good thing. There are times when neutrality is not a good thing – and that’s because at some point… it’s not enough.

*tears in rain on the Oregon Trail. I AM Spirit who flies in the Wind.