Lance Love

Hi, my name is Lance Evan Love. First of all i would like to say that i am trapped and locked into saying certain things about myself and my life. I am not particularly pleased about it but it is the only thing that i can use to occupy the information because of the law and the path my life has taken though it is been unfortunate and precedes itself to be as such as long as there is means to communicate. I have been raped and robbed of my freedoms and my lifes work for as long as i can remember and even before that it was my place to exist as the wishing well for hate and doom by outside forces and persons. It has been a long and arduous task not only to lose such works but to create them as a whole whether they were automated in production or whether they were forged through resistance and difficulty resulting in emmaculate pieces of art and life projection into color and content evocative and provacative as my mind would allow to be projected and at times digging in deeper to find greater sources within the saturation fields to release more and more information in order to protect art and content and automation itself from being lost to the winds of the weather that results from the sum of all human life on Earth. I have been a member of a government world project and conspiracy also. Particpating in my art projects and physically destructive and demeaning acts in order to become capable or to protect my projections in automation regaurdless of the damages to my mental, physical, and spiritual being and body and mind. Seperating the harmonies and smashing the concordances of finality that announces itself at every angle that attempt to engulf tangent by tangent. A calorie war where the end result is to be refilled or over filled as the body announces the particular results and demand placed upon. Accused of causing damages to others and left repaired and inserted back into a being where i become the accuser that interrogates every member of the occult following that can understand the rubicon of performance art and performance limit as it stands to be reckoned with for any and every purpose for the understanding of which the only explanation is that energy IS and it takes energy to make EVERY thing. Accused and even limited to Gods both real and false and dictated to remotely and psychically all commands and responses and sometime even reflexes that seem appropriate or are conducive to any product that the user chooses. Sometimes the results ar