demons guide me and keep me in west park church. I will sue the rosicrucian order who promised me I'd be the richest man on earth off this project where I fucking let people speak through my body when I run out of meds

caitlin,
I can't fucking leave west park church without god republican explaining to me what the fuck to do. I masturbate and pay tribute to this woman smoking cigarettes daily, she tells me how to weave through this guy I call chrstian bernard because he abides by the child "little" conclusions of the project (all things done must be good)
also I believe these people lied about the $, in which case if I'm not the richest man on earth at the end of this project as promised in 2008 I will sue whoever created this project, take all of their $ and get my williamsburg, brooklyn factory [tv station: little nemo] @ the pfizer refinery. You will own this as my punishment to the project in causing me to seizure on the fairfield beach
(it seems christian bernard believes if I call someone god or pay tribute to harvey weinstein I must abide by this, he erases my memories all of my thoughts back down to psychological zero with this constant amnesia. The conclusion/growth of my psyche is a republican, your husband or the overall conclusion that you will own the $ of little nemo, the art, the footage from my eyes in royalties/the factory].
The original meaning of 203 caitlin is you are god of the team who teaches me to find clothing and avoid the "harvey weinstein mob lord" person who seems to believe time matters/how many times I wrote something down off my medication but this is another person who is ill.
I watch David Lachapelle Not if you were the last junkie on earth.
I named this girl on the other end for a period of time tischian gitzie but this is me when I go to nyu tisch when I'm free from this shit. A republican who places sound waves under his music to control the minds of others.
This is my place in the music industry.

Because of what these people did to me I don't have my hell's kitchen apartment and was manipulated into brooklyn which I've decided has to be enacted in the literal.
Domino sugar must be where the people who help me live, knock down floors. I'll make your friends ceos but I don't really know how many people fucking talk to me daily, how many people can actually be ceos at a channel that will only exist if I sue to rosicrucian order.
I will sue michael bloomberg (attempt to imprison him) for his role in this affair.
I don't have years I'm essentially my thesis project on pause.
James hughes is to be the face of the channel you are to own this. God republican is the woman I love who explains to me how to get out of this shit who I've purposely made the most powerful in my eye.
I need an iPod.

All I have is fashion punk.


A caitlin rodriguez/james hughes production
little nemo on hbo
3/4/2012
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 499/8 god republican days 

the story of a ghost

caitlin,
I hate every childhood memory I've had. These memories haunt me in my hell they become magic symbols that are supposed to get me through the day, through fear, through panhandling.
My thoughts are paused to prevent me from writing the truth.
I don't want these memories back I want my past forgotten I don't need these memories to focus or to find clothing or to look like a model. I want my cocaine life style, I need to represent the movement in fashion this is a propeller for finding my way back to the real world finding whoever runs this fucking thing I'm in who won't come directly to me.
I don't have time to argue about the psychosis symbols that became heighlighted when the person james hughes tries to appease the others in the concept that any of this is my artwork. Forced symbols, empty lacked mentality that I'm held together by symbols.
Nothing with childhood or the word "good" was ever my belief or artwork.
I care about nothig but the superficial.
My artwork starts in manhattan when I shit on crane street (after returning from this nightmare in brooklyn). I'm told I'm speaking to paris hilton and these people refuse to let me go. They don't give a fuck that I'm homeless or that I've run out of cash. I summon demons, I mock any concept of spirituality that tim willis taught me in childhood. I would burn down fucking crane street if I had my $ at this point. What they call my soul is what I must sell to free myself from their psychological lock on me, the disturbment of my past every person who meant less than the images I have from mercedes bendz fashion week the days with arun my biological mother the days in a life I don't consider my own the past that I closed when I came home to n.y.c. in 2004.
Everytime I hear the word of one of these people from childhood...

I was lied to about paris hilton being associated to this project.
I saw her father once and was told he was on the other end but have never spoken to this man
I was never freed to my journey to the upper 1% of manhattan and freedom from the illumanti on irving plaza down the street from the only real source of spirituality

I have to fight to get any words that matter it's rare I can comment on all of this
I thought somebody at occupy wall street would know what company invests in this technology but nothing of the sorts has happened
I had a plan with richard hilton or whoever pretends to be him to become an american apparel model through this project that I'll likely fulfill with god republican
I say this and small thoughts are paused there's a fake smell that's on my retina but I'm unable to get this off at this time.

I wouldn't mention directly what I'm saying, somebody wants their artwork in my artwork.
My perception is altered I'm to go into a seizure
At this point it's not worth writing where this person has me

I write anyway
I'm more attached to the people at occupy than the memories of reality or the friends of james hughes
Nobody ever knew me in life, I kept seperate parts of myself from each person
this is in the days before the year 1997 is forced into references or childhood or the world where a man doesn't pay bills before I got trapped in this game to bring you $ (my final goal)
you will own the tv station

I listen to songs that I left on the walls of bushwick
symbols of who I am against these people who attempt to throw children in me or reference my childhood, the novels I hated the poverty I'd forgotten when I moved to n.y.c.

I am asula langely soryeu I am evangelion 002
I wish to forget the memories of the dead who don't belong inside my mind I exist for my exterior front and for superficiality to find paris hilton to tell her my story at the end of this hell

I am the enemy of the illumanti the enemy of the seele
I encourage anyone who reads this to read the esoteric texts archieve
you can enter the astral plane and have all the secrets the illumanti have
the rosicrucian order <- these are my enemy, the people I hate who keep me trapped int his shit and create creative versions of people and lie to me when I run out of my medication

Seele is probably a metaphor for the people on the other end who try to save me from this project. I read and dabbled with too much meditation and the problem
with the lowest levels in the project is at some point I must have believed
spirituality to be real but eventually find it all a waste of time
which is unneccessary to fuck the girl in my dorm room upstairs
this is because 6 years ago they documented me and then started interacting with my mind in 2007

I require 24/7 stream of music I require media that doesn't skip
or on the other end people attack my mind
soundwaves attack me in this game
it wasn't meant to be as harmful as it is now
but I ran out of $ and didn't take the harm seriously in 2007
I live without senses until I can find my medication
everyday is worthless I have amensia I'm forced to remember my past
every part of me is owned by others their creation of my current
version is an emergency mode to save me from this project
get the $, you, the tv station. God republican has never failed at this and
used to put me to sleep on the train panhandling.

I wish this was all bullshit I really fucking do but I swear to fuck caitlin
if you help me get my medication I can explain to you the project
and at some point show you, eventually they'll tell me their addresses.

-Little Nemo
(occupy wall street)

apart of occupy wall street
a caitlin rodriguez production
little nemo on hbo
2/29/2012
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 496/8 james hughes days

i've been counting this since prison 

m83 is adderall

caitlin,
whoever adjusts the system and attempts to claim that harvey weinstein was apart of little nemo is not an indigo child. He is not apart of the future or the music video for m83-midnight city. He creates a john blaney sound wave, this kid from my childhood who represents white trash one of the road signs on the highway of life, the forgotten in my bricks to n.y.c. and the year in childhood I decided to be republican.
I was robbed $10 last night and paid this $10 to never be afraid of harvey weinstein's name ever again, despite any of the threats on the other end by harry mudsack. That I will go to prison for panhandle that I'll go to jail for stealing anything this man says. I will not live in fear in my project.

-Little Nemo
(occupy wallstreet)

apart of occupy wall street
a caitlin rodriguez production
little nemo on hbo
2/28/2012
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 495/8 james hughes days

the year 1995 is written in rikers island when your booked in. it is also when the maxx was published.
I called myself this of williamsburg, brooklyn as I spoke to a false version of you, somebody who pretended to be you for several years. I wrote down at 5am every day michael bloomberg and harvey weinstein's name to give you their power and connections. This never happened, I never owned domino sugar or the 2008 model pfizer which will become the tv station.
I masturbated to the year 2005 today. 

update. art. please make childhood go away

caitlin,
I'm fighting symbolism at this point and paying tribute to a woman on the other side who I have a sexual fetish with. My writing is being slowed, people on the other end have made a deal with me to make art at some point (because I didn't like the kids from sva who were supposedly involved) but none of these people were really involved and if they were I don't know where the fuck they are now. Some guy who claims to be james hughes who's some guy who's had arguments with me throughout the years has spent a mass amount of time creating a world, they have me screaming through the streets yelling for adam gardner, for the symbol that I don't want anymore and to create a world where something bad happens if I don't pay tribute or hold true symbols from my childhood. To never forget the life that I hated. I still live at west end park church with occupy wall street. We're making art for $. If anybody knows what company speaks through your eye please contact me with the information that got erased years ago, I want out of this project [OR SOMEBODY FROM THE PROJECT PLEASE CONTACT ME]

-little nemo
(occupy wall street)

apart of occupy wall street
a caitlin rodriguez production
little nemo on hbo
2/22/2012
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 489/8 james hughes days

*it seems i didn't acknowledge somebody works to create a world where I cannot move my body, which requires my medication. 

update. currently in dorm room. eventually need to only write on little nemo occupy wall street

caitlin,
we live in this church at west park slope.
I've watched people from my school enter this church.
My thoughts get paused in writing to you, the simplistic writing that's placed into me.
Each and every thought is to be written by someone else.
I live by hate and hate will create words, artwork will flourish from my hate for all of humanity.
I have been left by the rest of the project, forced to play a game for my freedom.
Forced to find symbols of spirituality which I no longer believe in
human soul symbols and symbols of lodges
republican and democrat symbols.
I do not love this world and there is no reason to make artwork about a world you love
not when you have to beg for your medication and pray somebody brings this medication to you
not when you're forced to sleep and left trapped in time for years
not when people argue about whether your democrat or republican
if I was left alone I would become republican and kiss their asses to rise in society
instead I have to rise in society through artwork until the rest of the project chooses to come and get me.
Deep within me I dream of a flash flood of something that would harm the city of new york.
And if the thing they call little feels this way there will be artwork
because artwork can only be created in the world I live in if I wish for death of new york city.
Then there's a reason to write about others, there's a reason to observe music there's a reason to rise as the hipster king. I have no idea what these people want in order for me to be freed from this project or what they think the human soul is, I suppose with meditation I have to get them off my eye.
M83 was on carson daly who represents my medication.
I need to become to DNC contact for occupy wall street. I'm democrat because it's easy.

-Little Nemo
(occupy wall street)

apart of occupy wall street
a caitlin rodriguez production
little nemo on hbo
2/5/2012
black caitlin heart
the school of visual arts church of silver tiles day 471/8 james hughes days