SOS

 -the next order of comics I was going to make were for the last 7 issues of All-Star Squadron I need for the full run of about 70 issues

-stars badger me with warnings about buying them

-Cher's two singles

-Just Like Jesse James

-If I could Turn Back Time- the All-Star Squadron set in WW2. Her singing it on a Navy DESTROYER / DARTH VADER. With all the crew cheering on deck in white uniforms. Like ALL STAR Squadron

-I think Hollywood has the plan to make my life plunge for good. In the end becoming another Darth Vader like Wonder Girl

-maybe they planned the point I buy those. Ignoring the maybe Anti-Christ at my front door maybe threatening me not to buy them

-him acting like Deathstroke the Terminator. Using our meeting to set up like a Puppeteer 

-he knocked at our front door. Dressed in a fawn suit like a formal Doctor. With shoulder length hair at the back. Like Aladdin or like a costume I suddenly pictured in my mind at a low point in a Psych Ward. When I thought that day I might have set off being trapped in a bad life always

-he said Get your grandfather mate

-my grandfather said Tell him we don't want anything

-I just closed the door on him

-three closures like my grandparents were damned and didn't get the way out I tried to set up for them

-Get your GRANDFATHER MATE- like this tells me not to get them. About 1987 I was sleeping in another bedroom as mine at the time. In the dark my grandmother burst in. Wearing a flimsy looking knee height white nighty. It looked at the time her vagina large, large wrinkles around the sides of it and no hair

-like maybe someone telling me if I buy the All-Star Squadron comics they will come after my grandparents

-maybe with a TV series channel by minds over space where they are made to look dumb. In 1990 my grandparents had a framed photo made they were going to send around relatives. I didn't think it was a good idea. And in one of Chatels my mother left me I was standing aged about 10 in the garden with my grandmother next to me. My T-Shirt had a lot of thin STRIPES across it. Like Revelations says The Anti-Christ rules all nations with an IRON ROD. At a Funeral of one of my grandparents it said my grandmother in deciding where to come back to live in New Zealand. Just poked a PIN in a Map. Like I had the idea in some way my grandparents were the comic characters toddlers Sugar and SPIKE

-Get your Grandfather Mate- saying it would be really ungrateful after my Grandmother and Mother

-both left me INHERITANCES. That set me up safe and maybe for life. And gave me the money to maybe always live in my home partly where I get my miracles from

-Get your GRANDFATHER MATE- like my grandmother appearing like a man

-I wouldn't buy the comics but had doubts because of the night at the end of 1990. I was lying in bed in the dark. From out of the wall came an all black figure of a man carrying a silent electric black chainsaw. I ran and turned on the light but he was gone. Like someone saying Don't make a mistake and run away from things and miss out on an important inheritance

-but maybe the man at my grandparents was too saying if I order the All-Star Squadron comics something will happen to my grandparents

-the other comics warned not to buy Famous First Editions. Mid-1970s DC Comics. Newspaper sized pages with direct reprints of about 1940s issues of first appearances and first issues of super-heroes

-like saying don't order the All-Star Squadron set in WW2 or the Famous First Editions reprinted from about WW2

-straight after Posting that I saw at my front door NZ Post had left a redelivery card. I go to their lobby now back at an accessible Post Box. Back where it used to be. Across the Road from the Retirement Home my grandmother used to live at. REDELIVERY

-later I remembered when my grandmother May Ager was young in England she was a MAIL woman

-my grandmother lived in a Retirement apartment in 7th Avenue. There was the Mail Centre across the Main Road and on 6th Avenue. It came back there

-when my grandparents first came to holiday in Tauranga we stayed at the 6th Avenue Motel by the sea. An elderly woman they had met made me a small carved basic wooden boat about the size of my hand. Across the Road from the now Retirement Homes and Mail Centre

-I took it down to the water edge. It looked to me like a short concrete wall drop down to the sea floor. For a moment I thought of the idea my grandmother fell down a long concrete wall down the sea line

-the carved BOAT. As in the TITANIC. The comic super-heroes team New Teen TITANS were planned to have a long maybe always tragic FALL

-my grandfather was outside our front lounge window about 1990. He had in his hand a STARLOG magazine that had been delivered. He was angry about it. Several years ago I moved a Bin that was there that had not been moved for a long time. There was a mother hedgehog with 4 small babies there. SPIKES like STAR log and ALL STAR Squadron. He was by the front glass Conservatory door. Because I used to constantly tried not to run away. I moved the family to behind a back shed in our property

-like an equal balance to that. Several years ago in the middle of the night. There was an injured bird trying to get in my glass sliding door. There were a couple of cats circling it. Years earlier my grandfather had been outside the next room along which was then my room. He was outside my bedroom window. He rolled up his lips and said something like Good food. I was eating something. The MAIL and the MEAL. The bird maybe wanting to live with me like a Famous First Edition

-I think my grandmother May might have been an edited dopey villain in a soap opera really about Britain about the 1940s. Maybe I avoided any channel or maybe I avoided the series ever being made

-REDELIVERY like being saved

-I decided these meant nothing. I wound up with a long list of comics series I wanted to buy. With constantly more threatening me

-All STAR Squadron. Like months ago I had a list of comics I wanted but were threatening with the idea Evil STAR

-then I remembered the New Teen Titans 20 story called Dear Mom and Dad. Like all my grandparents and mother had done for me

-just earlier that day I thought again of the Roots episode. African slave Kunta Kinte somehow being related to me. Maybe the figure Chicken George was my grandfather. Maybe once having sex with my grandmother May. A photo I got with my mother's Chatels. I was standing outside with my grandmother. I was aged about 10. Her dress blue with designs like chickens

-I had this idea before and just underground across space at about 5 levels down were layers of African features

-in the 1977 Roots mini-series Chicken George SAVES and BUY his freedom. But he must travel and work abroad for 20 years first

-a number of years ago. I had the idea a person I knew was attacked badly leaving them for good like that. I tried somehow to group a group of companies. Owned by me. Such as Banks, Tourist Attractions, Publishers etc

-and I gave them to this person. Knowing they couldn't pass on from her. She would get no real comfort from owning them. But she would know she owned them and someone like the Anti-Christ was thinking of her

-maybe in those times of travel. Chicken George MARROW / LEA accumulated them for me. If things don't all close because of lack of power etc With me owning these all my life they might be secure

-Chicken George MARROW. In 1986 from my CRUTCH fell a MARROW shaped object. Almost the size of my thumb and flesh colored. Like to say I am descended from him

-ROOTS like at first my miracles got their power from plants in part of my garden

-the idea my grandmother might be at risk from a channel might not be real

-Chicken George spent 20 years travelling. Like me going that day to the next town

-and on that Beach finding a rock maybe shaped like AUSTRALIA saying he travelled

-Chris PILDITCH sounds like RUBBISH / GEORGE AGER / GAR LOGAN. And in 1980 a Teacher told him to put his head in a RUBBISH Bin

-and I pretended / FAKED having collapsed on the sand