Secret Agent Training: Foreword by Kit Carruthers
Alright, well, I got military training and freemason training from my grandfather. I've got the hippie enlightenment metaphysical process going on here that allows me access. I believe I need secret agent training. Ohh this is a good one. No the other revolutionary artists don't get freemason training you're not a freemason. Yet.
Yes I AM, I am just as secret agent as I am military, yes I am, I get to have this one.
It gives you a really sly edge eyed smirk. It makes your hand and face do a perfect high speed nervous energy declaration of covered UP. I'm doin' my job, I am my job. I'm JUST doin' my job? No. I am a vessel of whatever organization has hired me, but, I am, it's me. Doin' the job, doin' what I need to do. Sometimes doin' what I don't think I need to do, oh well that's what I'm on the payroll for. Oops that one was my own personal misaction, oh well it's covered UP. Justify with it's just my job? No. Who cares? There's no reason for me to delude myself, I know what I am.
Whatever it is you keep it a secret, you see an opportunity to keep something a secret you keep it a secret. Not really, but, yes. It doesn't work on the interpersonal level with us we're free love.
Now the look in my eyes gets to say... After you're dead you've disappeared, I've disappeared, it's an assurance.
If you hear the secret, you have not disappeared, I know I have to kill myself. So you're dead, you're disappearing, my position is far too valuable. I might get covered UP so I better cover it UP.