I wanted a perspective to build the amount of ideas I know have about space, the electron and the Proton.
Space now has the property of not letting the ?currents? through a point in a certain way. That way is not allowing them to combine it larger currents. Almost a particle almost an antiparticle. No real center. No real mass. Sero state. I must stop before I get ahead of myself.
A poem I'm also working on of over 2000 lines about why I can write a poem of over 2000 lines. Basically I worked on a fine foor shot deringer after commiting to many other projects. I was a sweet little thing. Just four little lines. I carried it arround with me. I discover my back was getting better I was going to be slowly more crippled. People had been bothering me. I wanted to stop them I wanted to win at something. In a moment it turned into a Machine gun. Up to 20 lines just let it roll out. It fell only to that use. I had to want to change it. ETC. WANT AND WHAT? It's in this form for now. Those were as they should be.
So much for protecting the Galaxy from evil. It's just about our HUT.
They're stealing from those now who are mostly dead. They bragged of it in 1998. Just go away they all dead. We can do what we want. Someone here now wants my part with them. My father is holding the Logging hook and in my memory. He's wondering if it will be able to pull the frame of the car outside. I laughed about what you could do with it years before.
This is not a prank.
Maybe I can't stop you.
Bob L. Petersen
I still like the then Blonde haired Rodger saying What a huck of junk. But that's what Mall Rats say. ie his car is the only thing that makes sense.
All this as the Nazi tried to march through.
George since the meaningless have presumed to bother you. I'm sure you can at least understand that.
Here's them right to your door. It won't be perfect George W. Lucas Jr. if it's now about us.
George W. Lucas Jr. I'm almost to where I am doing a NEMO in the middle of this.