Lexigrams of the Moment

An adage: In a game, aim high, DAMAGE, gain many.

In a game, a madman ham made many die in a day.

A madman die - hanged - in a game he managed and made many die in.

Damn him.

In a game he managed, Adam, a ham, made many men aged, damaged, hanged, dead.

In a naming game, read in Adam Gadahn Pearlman: ALARM! REGARD A MAN A REAL DANGER.

I MANAGED MANY MEN, AND MANY MEN MANAGED ME IN A DYING GAME.

A PRIVATE ARTIST STRIVE.

AS A SPRITE, RAVES.

APT.

A spirit tries, a spirit tires.

A STAR CAPTIVATES.

A spat.

A pa craves raves - a pare[n]t spit at a spirit, a pest.

A trap - A CAPTIVE SPIRIT.

A spirit tries space.

A pa - Iciest. Racist. A pest. Trivia. Tripe. Prate.

A rapist? A rape? Cries? Tears?

A pa stare at, scare a spirit, a star.

Save a spirit!

A cat sits, stares.

Carpets are rare.

A spirit - a trap.

A river rat, a viper, asp, a trap.

A vice, a price.

Crap.

Visit a rat-trap - a pa spit at a private artist as a private artist practi[c]e at a carpet as a cat stare.

A private artist, a captive spirit, a star captivates, a spirit at rest.

Upon the death in New Jersey, in February, 2010, of this very private woman who had only been known as a home-owner landlord who had only ever looked after her parents, news emerged that as a child, she had been a highly praised prodigy violinist.

ALERT! PANIC!

A CRETIN CAN DRINK, PLANT/TOKE POT, PLOT, TRICK, TRAP, KILL.

CHIDE A CHILD, BERATE A BRAT - A BAD HABIT.

LOCK A CREEP, A KILLER IN JAIL.

DON’T PONDER THE ACTION. DON’T THINK. ACT!

A COP PARDON A POLITE CRETIN ON A ROAD.

A CRETIN THINK - I CAN BE A KARATE BLACK-BELT, I CAN BE A PILOT, I CAN BE AN ACTOR, I CAN BE A REAL KILLER.

A PARENT CAN TELL A CHILD TO TAKE CARE TO TAKE A PILL.

A CHILD CAN TELL A PARENT TO DROP IT.

DIAL A COP.  CALL A COP. TRACK A COP CAR.

CRAP!

A RANT CAN END IN DEATH AT A PARK, A HOTEL, A ROAD.

PATRICK, A CRETIN, THINK - I’D LIKE TO KILL THE ONE TO OPEN THE CITADEL.

PAID TO KILL, HIRED TO KILL. A HIRED KILLER.

THINK ON IT.

PAID TO ENACT A PLOT, PAID IN POT PLANT OR DRINK.

I’D BET ON IT.

A RICH PRICE.

In March, 2010, this certified bi-polar manic-depressive man opened fire on guards at the Pentagon, resulting in their deaths. He was consequently shot and killed.

Want to know a secret?

He has a DARK SECRET.

HE HATES THOSE WHO WANT TO TAKE WHAT HE EARNS.

He was scared, then he wasn’t scared. At the end, he scared others.

Who is sacred? Who is a heathen?

Don’t ask Joe. Joe doesn’t want others to ask, Joe doesn’t want others to know.

Joe thanks those who don’t ask, who don’t press a nose to what he does or where he works or how he earns or where he stash the cash.

AT AN END, AS HE CRASHED, HE WANTED OTHERS TO AWAKEN, TO TAKE A STAND.

AS WE WORK, EARN, KEEP A CASH STASH, STOP THOSE WHO WANT TO TAKE WHAT WE EARN AS WE WORK.

WE ARE SCREWED!

He doesn’t want others to know what he does, where he works, when he works, how he spends, who he hates, or how he hopes to create a scare.

How do others not know what he stews on?

Joe poses, he acts.

See a poser, hear an actor, a prankster - a sort.

Posers and actors don’t want others to know.

No one knows what he knows.

Joe asks, yet no one answers.

Joe WANTS HONEST ANSWERS. Joe NEEDS REASONS.

Joe hates when others answer ‘I don’t know.’

When he doesn’t KNOW, he reacts.

He wonders, he ponders, he keeps on ask, ask, ask.

What does he want to know?

He wants to know HOW others can take what he earns as he works!

He hates others to know what he does and then to take the cash he pockets.

He wants to know how we can take power.

He wants to take power.

He wants to create a war on those who want to take the cash we earn as we work.

Joe won’t pander to those who want to take.

Joe takes a stand. Joe takes pot-shots, Joe swears, Joe DRAWS A WEAPON - NOT A PRANK -SO TAKE CARE.

Joe wants others to do as he.

As the pot shots don’t work, Joe creates a scare.

Joe ends as he creates a crash.

Joe hopes the scare he creates sends others - who work and earn cash to stash - to do as he.

ASK. NO ANSWER?

TAKE POWER. CREATE A WAR. SCARE OTHERS.

SACK THOSE WHO TAKE THE CASH WE EARN AND WHO DO NOT CARE.

THROW THE ASS WHO TAKES ON THE TRASH HEAP.

We need to earn cash so we work. When others take what we earned, we need to act!

Read Joe’s screed, Read Joe’s credo: WE ARE SO SCREWED!

Joe now watches to see how others react to the scare, the crash he created at an end.

He hopes those who see a red-hot hard crash awaken to the need to take a stand to STOP those who take the cash we earn as we work.

Hi! I am an eerie receiver.

A craven criminal here.

I AM A CHAMELEON, a CHARMER.

Veil, cover, chrome over a venial crime.

I hear her, I harm her.

I am a lover man! I am HER lover man!

I am a COMMON CAVE MAN.

I am a REAL MARVEL.

MEN LOVE ME!

Come on, Man! ME? In a CRIME?

Men cheer me on! I am a marvel, a miracle! I am a real hero!

I can earn on a move, man!

I can march in a jail.

In a NAME - I care! I love! I am a real lover, a marvel!!

A VEIL.

In a NAME - I am a craven criminal! A crime, an evil vice.

A moral man? An IMMORAL man? An amoral man?

Come here.

In a name, a man can have CLEAR EVIL or LOVER, IMMORAL CRIMINAL or HERO MARVEL,  NO RIVAL or MANIC MACHO MAN, MALICE or LOVE, I REVEAL or I COVER.

An eerie line here; a name can reveal a common criminal or a rare hero.

Here, a name = a real charm.

ALARM.

No one can remain near a charmer. Revile him!

LEAVE, MOVE, RECOIL. REMOVE him.

No normal man can have CRIMINAL, JAIL, MALICE, CRIME, VEIL, COVER, MANIC, EVIL, VILE, VICE, IMMORAL, CON, CHAMELEON or JAIL in a name.

Mr. ‘I never harm no one!!’  - LAME JIVE, a mere claim.

Mr. Clean - COME CLEAN, LIAR!

Desires and rewards, desires and rewards.

I do as I desire - RASH.

As he eyes her, a needy one does as he desires when he is hard and ready. Yes.

I do who I desire or need, when and where I desire!

No one dare deny a dear adored one!

And when on news, I answer!

Who, when, where, why?

How do I answer? I deny!

How did I answer? I denied!

His dear ones now dread a weirdo.

He was worse when he was on news shows.

When he was on news and his hair was so shiny and tidy, and he was so wordy and so ha, ha, ha - he ANNOYED!

HIS DEAR ONES ARE WAY ANNOYED NOW.

He was showered - rewarded as his were rare dares.

His ideas, his words, and his hair were his wonder.

Anyone who now see John or hear John, see worries and hear woe and sorrow.

He is so needy now.

Read the news!

His needs were rewarded.

Now his desires are won.

So?

As he dies, when he is dead, no one - his dear warders, none - heeds his ideas or words.

Now, his dear ones are worried and worn raw as HE HAS SHOWN ONE SIDE.

He hides and has hidden his horrid sordid side, his snide sneer, his hard eyes.

Reason?

None said.

He is done in on desire - his sad downside.

Is he sorry?

Yes and no.

Oh, any way - he has washed his hair now so …

TERROR!

REMAND A MORDANT MAN TO COURT ON MURDER.

A DUMB MAN, A DOCTOR TO AN ACTOR / DANCER EARN MONEY ON CARE TO AN ACTOR / DANCER.

Many - a mob - react to a murder.

Conrad ran!

Try, but can’t root out a man, a brute!

But, Conrad can’t out-race an army or a mob.

DREAM: to be a doc to an actor … but am a dumb doctor and bad care can end a man.

Got to be an actor doc! Conrad need money!

But, ME? MURDER?

Don’t trace a murder to me!!!

ME - NOT A BAD MAN!!

A crude, rude, bad, bum, and a dumb doctor, but murder? ME?

Many are out to trace a doc, Conrad, to a murder - an actor/dancer.

Many are MAD at Conrad: You dare to run!?!

You damn brat! You are too dumb to be a doctor!

Many, many bury an actor.

A doc traced to a murder ran …

You DARE try to run?

Damn!!

You are a damn BUM! A BRAT! A MAD MAN!

BRANDED: MURDER - an actor.

You are not to run!

You are meant to come and do your damn duty!!

A murder under your CARE!

A doc rob many.

Many - a mob - try to beat a doc., a bum.

An ARMY traced Conrad to a murder.

Later, Conrad came, traced to a murder.

Rant: But …! But …! You can’t trace a murder to ME!!!

Conrad can’t murder an actor: NOT ME!!!

Conrad a doc, a curer!

At court, a doctor can act DUMB.

Many, many try to beat, burn, bury Conrad - can trace Conrad to a murder.

[Following written on 29 June, 2009]

Conrad came out braced to bear brunt, endure rumor and broad array: You do? You don’t? You try? You can’t? You cared? You try to rob money? Are you one to murder a man many adore?

A bad, bad day.

Conrad, dreamy - under trance.

A MAN TOO DUMB TO BE A DOCTOR BECOME A DOCTOR TO AN ACTOR/DANCER TO EARN MONEY.

A DUMB DOCTOR CAN MURDER AN ACTOR - TRUE, NOT MAYBE.

Murray served as a private, live-in physician of the late Michael Jackson. In February, 2010, in a Los Angeles court, he was accused of involuntary manslaughter in the entertainer’s death.