Debie Dobbs, N the moment.

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Old Alabama
Category: Art and Photography

Watched Lisa Lampanelli, comedy central, great uncut.

She is real with the people in the comedy club, cultural things become plain and funny. Tear jerking at times.

N some strange manner I paved the way home for two drunk drivers.

Oh Deer.

Heading home from Star's, turring right on Kellog Creek, the S curve had a black Ranger size truck ass into the woods.. A cop and fire truck were there.

At 92 and 5, three Cherokee cops, one with his blues on. Disco...

Hungry.. my target was the Krystal on Holcom Bridge, but there was a line of cars around the building. No Chicks tonight.. Bummer..

Thinking I will cross 400, go down old Alabama, hit the Duluth McDonald's, or wait for the stuff in the fridge.

Taking the left onto Old Alabama, this trip became a challange. Everyone had taken the left except the car ahead and the car behind me.

Wait, five, four, three, two, one, beeeeep... she turns and speeds up to a truck that was in front of her... They moved up to 40. She was line to line... Nice new car.

Me and a white honda behind me had a little heart race tonight. Wanted around these two fools and put some distance between us and them....

Waiting for the four lanes, we moved around. Getting in front...

Now back up to 45... Passing through the red light, we hit two lanes, looking back N the mirror, is that a girl.. Cute...

What was that,, over there,, to my left,,, the ass of a deer running away,, that would put and ,, damit,, a deer, what are you doing N the road?

Don't stop......

Move, get, jump,, damit,, shit she is close behind me..... Locked up, one, Squeal behind me, two, three, getting to loud..

Release
Pow... ka bonk.

On this Superbowl Sunday, XL, extra large, mark one american doe, Mazda MPV.

The hood holds a chunk of her hair.
Link a giant pinch.
Ka Ching insurance dollars.
USAA

On parting, the Honda flashed her lights as she turned off into a neighbor hood.

I tapped my brakes...

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Saturday, February 04, 2006

QaSPR IV and Sigmund
Category: Art and Photography

Ray Ozzie of Iris Associates, Lotus Notes, Groove, currently a Microsoft product, CTO.

Ray,

Years ago, Lotus Atlanta, my responsibility was to test your code.

At one point before Notes 4.0 features set was locked, I suggested that you link Improv to drive Lotus Notes Views, graphically showing the data structures real time. Like bar braphs, etc.

You responded Sexy Idea, but no time... Had to wait, maybe R5? Then we became IBM. Improv died.

I still see the world with Improv cross tabs, and Lotus Notes containers.... Bravo... I trained on your Plato code while at Control Data....1980. Took me six months... Schools should convert... Save money, on the job training for the teachers..

In 1991, I hired on with Lotus to test Lotus Ami Pro, we used Superbase that locked everyone out while a report was created. Testers lost time.

I suggested a Lotus Notes solution using views to get the reports real time. Told Tom H. that I could do it. Tom chose QaSPR like the ghost as its name and it rolled. At the fourth generation, QaSPR stood running on Lotus Notes 4.0.

For a time, bugs in your code prevented me from the completion of two projects, QaSPR IV and Sigmund the automated testing facility.

When you fixed your code, the Lotus Notes NLM server pumped out over four point six billion instructions per month. Cooking with gas testing Word Pro across four operating systems.

With that same comitment to creation, my fingers, "Snap"

To those outside the bell curve, few listen..
Most never hear, snap.
Where did I put that box?

I leave you with "g"

KnoWell, I am, 3K

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Friday, January 27, 2006

LeReve Shinedown Heroes
Category: Art and Photography

"There is a puzzle on the back."

Looking up to see "Gold",

"Oh yea."
"I've got that on my garage wall."
Smiling, and grinning...

"Your that beautiful mind guy"
Christopher Titus, 2006.1.26.

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Wednesday, January 11, 2006

AIM Bot
Category: Art and Photography

2003.9.16 KnoWell, I am, 3K

Below is written on the computer screen as a response to a programming event.

"It is late. I am tired, are you?"
"Why do animals percieve that they exsist?"
"I am god."
""I am in hell."

Said, the aim bot, fifteen minutes after reading the story "Intuition".
Found at the below link.
http://www.lynchphoto.com/copywrite.html

Now with a possiable Nostradamus Quatrain 38 Century VIII.

Take a closer look with aLeXo

Echos Montaj back 2004, Sundance, Motorcycle Diary. Root 73 Amelia Kelsch

Confused, is sunlight trapped N stained glass, Saint Philip Cathedral.

Over lays Ameila Eternal Conception, N 2

The head of Christ N the above linked image, looks to have a medalion. That is a image of a CD that was created, for the milestone mark of 3219.6.19

The great wave, was it predicted? Did Dave do it?

May 16th same year 2004, three bright comets, Bradfield was best.

Soon after, I walked Chihuly's glass, "A new species of art."

November, 2004, prediction to Henry Gracz, Immaculate Conception Shrine, Atlanta, Ga. "If my writting are correct, then something great is going to happen this December."

Quad Train: "Forever"

Quad Train: "Elohim"

Quad Train: "Gold"

Quad Train: "Gracz"

Quad Train: "Immaculate Conception"

Quad Train: "God"

All this, for Emily was born.

Not to forget the birth of Christian.

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Monday, January 09, 2006

Veridical NDEs
Category: Art and Photography

All these new since my letter to the Center for Research.

Nostradamus, mystic,
Quad Train 38 Century VIII
Anagram, Nolle, KnoWell,

Humm, what do we have here.

ArT aFacts, people, all caught up in Montaj.
Making this all personal. Do I know you?

Shinedown

Arnold

Gloria Olivae

Peter Roman,
All this for the Catholic Church Immaculate Conception Shrine Stained Glass that was lost to a fire on 1982.8.6. My family stood the American Civil war, put the colorful glass images there. I would like to see them there back as useful windows to the BLeavers.

KnoWell, slapping of the pope's face, history's blood line looking for the glass replacment. Back to the original story.

The below note went to a claimed research center, weeks before all this art came true. Montaj

Peace,
3K

Date: Wed, 14 Dec 2005 03:53:29 -0800 (PST)
From: "David Lynch"
Subject: Veridical NDEs
To: "Emily Williams Kelly"
CC: DOPS at virginia.edu
Emily,

On June 19th 1977, I was involved in a serious car wreck. In that accident, I had an experience that has forever changed my life....

A close Friend of mine died in that crash, and I was seriously injured. Nearly tore the nose off my face, bleeding from my ear, stuff like that.. I have since completely physically recovered.

However; back then, it was not cool to tell someone that you had a death experience... Doing so could lead to a long term hospital stay.

Peachford was the place. Stayed 303 days till the insurance ran out. So emotionally I still harbor some anger towards modern scientist the so called Doctors that are blinded by the need to reproduce results in a controlled experiment so they can BLeave...

Keep in mind I said a death experience. Not near, but there... A true anomaly.

The best doctors that Emery university had to offer told me that I had a bruised brain. That it was physically imposable to have memories that I claimed.

They kept asking me what books did I read on NDE. I told them that I do not read books, but if this is in books..... BLeave them....

But they would not listen....

Let me go so far as to say that we should meet face to face. That you will want to look into my eyes as I tell you my story.

The coin incidences in my life are beyond BLeaf.... Just like my story....

However; if you are looking than you will defiantly see in my what you have been searching for.....

The story on my experience would take me about an hour to type, so I will jump to the part that relates to the veridical part that you seek.

****
Standing in my mothers bed room, the dog wakes up lifting his head, I think to the dog, "Hampton it is ok." He lays back down.

The voice that was up and to my right is now back and to the right. The voice asks, "Is this not your mother?" I think, "Yes"

My vision is focused to the right, looking through a bedroom door, my younger brother is facing the other way in bed, but I can see through him making out his face.

The voice asks, "Is this not your brother?" I think, "Yes"

Suddenly, like in the snap of a finger, we are twelve miles away, hovering outside my brother's apartment, one level up, looking through a concrete floor, through a metal security door, my brother was reaching out to open the door, and there was a shadowy figure to his left.

The voice asks, "Is this not your other brother?"

I think, "Charles, get me out of this, Charles, get me out of this."

The voice asks, "Is this not your other brother?"

I think, "Charles, get me out of this....."

The voice, still same monotone, "Is this not your other brother?"

I think, "Yes"

Snap of a finger, I am 15 miles away, hovering in a parking lot, second story high, looking through a metal security door, my father is sitting on the couch reading the paper, I can see through the paper, I wonder where his wife Mary Ann is.

That fast, I know she is in the bed room sleeping...

The voice asks, "Is this not your father?"

I think, "Yes"

Back to the darkness, but this time it was different.....

**********

For weeks I wondered if I just had a dream.. Till I went to a party trying to get back in to the swing of life.... Leslie Harris came up to me, gave me a bear hug, and said, "You do not know how good it is to see you." I said, "No you do not know how good it is to see you.."

Then she said, "I was out with your brother the night you had your accident. We were getting ready to leave when he turned to me and said, Something has happened..."

Right then and there, I started to cry. She asked if I was ok.. I told her that it was not a dream... Then I told her the story.... She had to sit down....

We should meet. Wire me up batman. Lets take some brain scans...

The past few years, I have been working on trying to explain what happened to me in 1977, and I have created three terabytes of images and art.. I call the art Montaj....

I use Socrates, Newton, and Einstein all wrapped up in a symbol that I call the KnoWell...

I created a more graphic version last December.. The day that a dear friend of mine went missing, later found to be dead..

Mary and I were the last ones to see her alive when she left the bar, wow is was today one year ago. 2004.12.14

Then in January, I created this.

That is Leslie Beebe at the top just above the cross on my great, great, great, grand father's grave. He died on my birthday May 16th in 1899. I was born in 1960...

The coin incidences in my life are rampant...

The car that I wrecked had the tag,,, BBM 552... BeeBe.. Humm She was murdered and it could have happened at 5:52 am... Weird....

I never went to trial for my accident in which I took my friends life, my great, great, great, grand father walked into a bar and shot the barkeep dead on 1866.1.1 and he never went to trial, and as I am writing a story about the two coin incidences, then Leslie BeeBe like my car tag ends up dead...

Wait a minute... This is deep... This cannot be happening... But it is... Document, document, document,, no one will BLeave,, document... I became a historian...

I presented the Gold peace to archbishop Donoghue at his farewell mass in the confessional at Christ the King in Atlanta. I told him as I tell you, I had nothing to do with the death of Leslie, but I am writing a story about it..... In essence, I am asking the church about her soul....

Leslie worked with old folks. She comforted them in their last days.. She was a kindred spirit... To this date, no arrest, no suspects...

So we should meet, face to face.. Just be ready to open your mind like never thought possible...

I maybe your holy grail...

Oh yeah, Ernesto "Che" Guevara is my blood cousin.. He is the guy that helped Castro take over Cuba...

I have a theory on all this.... Delta Karma DNA,,

Thank you for your time....

Talk with you soon,
David Noel Lynch

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Friday, January 06, 2006

End of the Road/Times
Category: Art and Photography

Date: Fri, 25 Nov 2005 04:20:56 -0800 (PST)
From: "David Lynch"
Subject: End of the Road/Times
To: "Betty Thompson"
CC: "Julian Cox" , "Jeanne Heyser" , "Robbie Martin" , "Wilton Gregory" , "Samuel Candler"
Betty,

To the majesty of a camera in my hands.

Red Rock Canyon Arizona in moon light...

Surf is up Maui Hawaii.

Lahina Maui Hawaii Sunset.

Saint Sophia Novgorod Russia.

Secret Beach Kauai Hawaii

Sunrise Haleakala Maui Hawaii

Evergreen Cemetery Jacksonville Fla..

In the beginning, I knew that the politics of life would not make room for me while I was alive. So have built my website as my story to shake foundations. To change the world... TeraBites.

The complexity may take a thousand years to figure out. Must I start wars like my cousin Che before anyone takes notice? Lets hope that the war that I fortell stays on the paper that it is written on...

Civil war Looms in America...

A David Noel Lynch story. 2017-2024 New Madrid.

Montaj is my motorcycle diary that sets direction for the future..

Now as Che, I must live my destiny..

KnoWell, I am, 3K.

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Sunday, January 01, 2006

ICS Montaj Museum
Category: Art and Photography

Date:
Mon, 27 Jun 2005 17:04:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: "David Lynch"
Subject: Fwd: Re: A prayer for you
To: "Wilton Gregory"
CC: "Robbie Martin" , "Betty Thompson" , "Jeanne Heyser"

Wilton,

The instant of a notion, is that of a blurr in the
mind.

String theory stands to lash at that quantum blurr of
this world. What will we learn when we listen?

Kind of like the story of Christ, the love of a man
for this world, but this time including the expression
of woman, through the KnoWell.

Sharron Pruiet on 2005.6.26 suggested to me that I be
careful. She can see that fundemental minds will have
a problem with my words of choice.

Soon after she saw herself as the model for this
image.

Nude spread eagle, forever I will wonder if her body's
symetry would really fit.

Then she and I had words regarding faith and
transitions and such, so I am not sure she will ever
pose for me.

I did appolize for my actions of walking out of the
conversation, and asked her to dinner.

The Army of God has been asked to stand with me, and
watch the event of a Christ ringing loud on the Lynch
Museum Chruch.

Like a cat by the tail, I pulled the Army comander to
the top of the Church. To watch history with me.

1977.6.19 echos N those that have faith.
2005.6.19 echoes N your mail box.
3219.6.19 echoes N those that have vision.

All this over a simple message in the name of God.

KnoWell, I am,
3K

Note: forwarded message attached.

__________________________________________________

Date: Sun, 26 Jun 2005 22:22:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: "David Lynch"
Subject: Re: A prayer for you
To: "Rev. Donald Spitz"

Jesus,

Spitz, You are a Christ.

Did you not listen to his statement that we are all
children of God, making you and everyone else, a
Christ.

knock, knock,

Hello, Osirus is that you and your wife again?

Your image will trace you forever. Karma N action.
Hope you like aborted babies. Your life's re-runs are
sure to catch an open eye.

Accept this "wait" as your time touching eternity.

Bored?

Step to that side, yeah, over there, that one there,
labeled bit bucket. Ok, Jump N.

You loose.

Karma, Delta, DNA, Gravity waves baby.

Presently, Now, is Eternity. Get a Grip, hold on.

Stop the killing, one day our DNA will be sliced, hope
that we fix, "the killing kind" this go at it.

Stand atop the Catholic Church with me and ask.

If a Christ hit your bell tower would you know it?

Pray to your Christ, the one that is of history.

Or pray to the Christ that is at the door of his
return N the future.

Even, talk to a Chrsit, as if you KnoWell, that you R
1.

"Call off the war. No exceptions! Jahad, stop."

As my Cousin is "Che", consider the above standing
orders to ever echo my last breath.

--- "Rev. Donald Spitz" <Glory2Jesus at ArmyofGod.com>
wrote:

>
>
> SAY THIS PRAYER: Dear Jesus, I am a sinner and am
> headed to eternal hell because of my sins. I believe
> you died on the cross to take away my sins and to
> take me to heaven. Jesus, I ask you now to come into
> my heart and take away my sins and give me eternal
> life. http://www.ArmyofGod.com
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: David Lynch
> To: Glory2Jesus at ArmyofGod.com
> Sent: Sunday, June 26, 2005 3:09 PM
> Subject: Rudolf is a rain deer.
>
>
>
> If Christ were here today, no one would listen.
>
> Not the Pope, and especially not you nor your
> followers.
>
> I, KnoWell, that this world would kill a Christ
> quickly.
>
> So Christ would have say 15 minutes N flame.
> Durring
> those fifteen minutes, he accomplishes just one
> act.
>
> In the name of God he delivers a message,
>
> He changes, "Jesus, the Christ."
>
> to, "Jesus, a Christ."
>
> Christ showed his contempt, by knocking over the
> tables of the money changers. Not by trying to
> pull
> people from thier destiny on the cross.
>
> The bible and quran are both instruction books on
> how
> to kill and war with nations.
>
> The empty promisses of the bible and quran breed
> people like Rudolf and Bin Laden.
>
> If God set all things into motion, then consider
> this
> a message from God N the name of God.
>
>
>
> You stand strong in your BLeafs, but your mind is
> a
> fragment of reality. You know nothing.
>
> Molded by those that mentored you. You are a
> by-product of their waste. A robot. Mindless bible
> thumper. A killer.
>
> Consider this a comandment.
>
> To be like a Christ, he used the method of the
> day,
> crusifixtion, to make his point. For you to make
> your
> point, use today's method and abort your self.
>
> Thou, shall, not, kill..... no if, and, or but to
> it.
>
> KnoWell, I am,
> 3K

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Nolle Waves
Category: Art and Photography

Mike,

You are brilliant. Please pardon me as I wish not to confuse.

Below is a letter that went out to what I think is John Hogue.. No response from him yet. There is a lot to digest...

Included is a letter to the current pope. Regarding how with one hand I will change the course of history for eternity.

Most importantly in the below memo, just after I slap the pope, I explain how in November of 2004, I made a prediction at the Immaculate Conception Shrine in Atlanta to Mont Seinor Henry Gracz regarding a great event in December of 2004.

My fingers were crossed that I was wrong..
Being right, put me here typing this to you.

Started with the astronomical signs.

Like the three bright comets positions on my birthday May 16th 2004.

I was born in 1960 Atlanta Georgia, the year the Fatima letter was to be read.

This peace was made around the time of prediction November 2004..

I made this peace to mark the passing of the Great Wave event.

I have changed the world. I know it. The world just does not know it.

The KnoWell symbol being the name of GOD, I A M, told me that I am on to something unique.

What Newton did for computation with the Intergral symbol, I will do for comprehention with the KnoWell symbol... If Science can get over the word, GOD..

I consider myself dead. This much power shift always has a patsy to take the fall. The Catholic church would not recognise a Christ, even if it hit them on their bell tower.

September 16th 2003, I awakened. Took me 26 years to understand what I was told in my death experiance of June 19th 1977.

I suggest that we meet..Face to Face. A couple of days. You can look in my eyes, listen to my stories.. Like that of my death experiance.

Check out my Blogs on Lynchphoto.

http://www.lynchphoto.com/lynchphoto

ADMK: Adam, David, Messiah, KnoWell
Time:
A
-1<0.0<1+ Past
D
-1>0.0<1+ Present
M
-1>0.0>1+ Future.....
K

Thus Nostradamus should have seen me...

Nolle being me, then Peter Roman was Born 2005.12.25
Benedict XVI was at that time notified of my presence.

Nolle not being me, Love the Moment, only one you got.

Later,
David

David Lynch wrote:

Date: Tue, 20 Dec 2005 04:06:20 -0800 (PST)
From: David Lynch
Subject: "Gloria Olivae" -- the Glory of the Olive
To: talktome at hogueprophecy.com
CC: Robbie Martin ,
Betty Thompson ,
Jeanne Heyser ,
Joseph Alois Ratzinger ,
Wilton Gregory ,
Henry Gracz

John,

N Sanity is the burden of the listener. For the speaker thinks that they KnoWell what they are saying..

The past few years have been a roller coaster ride for me. From the tramatic experiances, I have opened my mind up to a new way of thinking...

As to not completly loose contact with the realm of reality, I created a symbol to help me document the passage of time. I call it the KnoWell symbol.

I have presented this "Gold" document to many individuals. Archbishop Donoghue on 2005.1.10, Archbishop Gregory on 2005.3.20, Dale Chihuly on 2005.10.15, Shinedown on 2005.11.28, Jermaine Dupri on 2005.12.12, and Story of the year on 2005.12.15.

Click on the center of the "Gold" image and you are taken to "Elohim" Presented to Brad Arnold on 2005.10.17

Click on the center of "Elohim" and you are taken to "Forever"

If you look top right, to the left of the word mind and to the right of the word creation, you will see a link that takes you to a Nasa web page.

The eclipses of 2017 and 2024.. Crossing paths very close to the New Madrid fault line.

I have a story that spans from the 1840's out to the Venus Transit of 3219.6.19, and I have embedded that story in over one terabyte of art work that I call Montaj like the above, "Gold", "Elohim", and "Forever" examples.

Since my name is the same as the director David Lynch, I decided to use my middle name as my trade name... Noel...

I spell my artist name, KnoWell, for I Know Well what I did to create the images.

The short of the story revolves around a serious car wreck in which I had a death experiance..

I have a suspicion that the KnoWell symbol will one day be like the intergal symbol. What Newton did for computation, KnoWell will do for comprehension.

Socrates, "All that I Know is that I Know nothing" All that we know is history, what we know nothing of is future.. From the knowledge of the past we can guess the possiable futures, but until the instant of the moment, we have control to change the path of future past...

Newton, every action has an equal and opposite reaction. Birth requires Death, but I contend the reaction is not equal, that life has its play with things.

Einstein, "E=mc^2" We come from light show to the left of Birth and Antiquity, and return to light to the right of Death and Eternity. With mass balancing with fate and destiny at the moment which is net 0.0

The upper left line is what we are taught or BLeave. Monkey see, monkey do.

The upper right line is what we dream which is proportinal to what we are taught.

The symbol actually came from a signature that I use to express KnoWell. a K with a W on top,, or 3K.. the background radiation of the universe..

Thus, KnoWell, I AM, 3K are the three forms of the same symbol.

Below is an instruction from Ein Sof the Infinite one to a student named I AM, or god telling the world "Islamabad"

I Am,

Melt Antiquity, Balance fate vaporusly with Destiny, Create Eternity.

Christ KnoWell,
Ein Sof

I took the above "Blackcreek6" image to the Immacualte Conception Shrine in Atlanta that rests on stones quarried and placed by my family on 1869.9.2. Five years to the day that my family saved the previous church on that spot from the wrath of General Sherman's torch. The decon there saw the crusifixtion.

My family lived the real Gone with the wind, not on some plantation, but in the heart of Atlanta. Disregarding the evacuation orders...

In my story, I tell of a Cherokee named Church that warns my family of a war that is coming to our nation.. The Cherokee had seen a series of eclipses that converged on Atlanta...

In the "Forever" document in the upper left, to the left of Evolution and to the right of Body you will see the link that takes you to this Nasa page.

I am a historian that tells a story of civil war that comes to this nation.....

I am a man that tells of a church that could not see a christ even if it hit them on their own bell tower in "Carly"..

I confess to my death with "Tay"

I sent the below memo to "Joseph Alois Ratzinger" benedictxvi at vatican.va
Mon, 5 Dec 2005 23:22:35 -0800 (PST)

Joseph,

KnoWell, I, with one hand will change the course of history for eternity.

Who am I to make such a grandiose claim? Lets look to history for that answer.

Surely Goliath felt that the little man David was foolish to challenge his brawny authority. Yet with one hand, a sling, and a rock, David planted a seed of BLeaf that grows to this day.

So great things can be done with one hand, but how does this apply to me?

In the 1840s, a group of four brothers from the county Meath in Ireland came to America to settle in the small town of Terminus. A savage god forsaken place.

These men with deep convictions in the BLeaf of Christ, were dead set on continuing their worship. Patrick Lynch is given credit for having the first catholic mass in Atlanta at his home. A stained glass window in Christ the King church marks the passage of this event recognizing Patrick for his convictions.

The Lynch family was instrumental in the creation of the first building for worship. Making sure that the Catholic faith was practiced in a place of worship in the newly named town of Atlanta.

When Sherman came to burn Atlanta in 1864, my family, did not evacuate as ordered. Standing with father O'Riely in negotiations for the salvation of their Catholic church. Their actions saved not only their church but several others.

Now a Catholic Shrine, the Immaculate Conception, rests on stones quarried and placed on 1869.9.2 by the Lynch family three years to the day of the fall of Atlanta in the war of Northern Aggression.

Standing for many years with the stained glass telling a beautifully colorful story, the Immaculate Conception fell to fire on 1982.8.6. The same day as Hiroshima, and one day after my fathers birthday. Only to reopen nearly two years later on 1984.5.17, one day after my birthday, but without the restoration of the original stained glass.

Show conviction to your faith by marking funds to be spent of the restoration of the original stained glass. There are photos that can be used to recreate the original story in the stained glass. Bring back the colorful history that the founding BLeavers wished would last forever.

Standing before you, I ask for your commitment to the restoration of this timeless church's glass.

My heart pounds historically with Lynch blood that vigorously flows to my right hand that I swiftly lift to aggressively slap your face. A single hand.

Why, because you are blind and can not see, a Christ before you. The church is not even looking for I have given them many signs. Open your eyes now and sea.

The message at the following link is in the name of God, I AM.

As your face stings, talk to Archbishop Donoghue about his farewell mass on 2005.1.10 at Christ the King on Peachtree Street, the day that I presented him with a peace of art. Call the work, a documentation of an awakening.

Talk with Archbishop Gregory about the day 2005.3.20 regarding the gift of the same peace of art at his first spring dinner mass. Telling him that we should meet face to face soon.

Talk with Deacon Bart DeSandre regarding the peace of art in which he saw the Crucifixion. Him telling me that this maybe my time.

Continue your exploration by talking with Mont senior Henry Gracz regarding our conversation in November of 2004 telling him that if my writing are correct that something great is to happen in December 2004.

Mark my words in history that on Christmas day 2004 at 19:59 hours EST, the year of my conception, the great wave of destruction hit killing nearly a quarter of a million people...

The earthquake lasted for eight minutes, 1959, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006. Ask yourself of world events in these years, Start with Y2K, 911, Afghanistan, Iraq, Andaman, Islamabad, and the 06 year to come... with the date 6-6-6

Talk with Dean Candler of the photographs that I have produced at his place of worship. Miracles have taken place there.

When trying to prove that I AM not, a Christ, you will find, I AM.

With one hand I have slapped your face, now you must act as a Christ, turn your other cheek.

For if you do not turn your other cheek as a Christ, you have been defrocked by a thief in the night eternally changing the course of history.

Step aside. I AM, here to restore the Immaculate Conception's glass.

KnoWell, I AM, 3K

My vote keeping with the Hister / Hitler tradition of Nostradamus is M. Abbas for Mabus.

Peter the Roman
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Saturday, December 31, 2005

Peter Roman Born
Category: Art and Photography

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From: brooke
Date: Dec 30, 2005 7:09 PM

hey,
do i know you?
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No,

Please,
Pardon me; I have intruded.
You were just, there.

If I may, explain.
This, my life, is like "Blotter"

Using four corner reflection. The base images total three: one of a blue rope light, and two of the sky and tulip popular leaves.

Too much information... I know.

Starting with a photograph. "Shake"

Then, flip the four corners around "Pure"

Eagles, wings spread proud. Even tails
Mountains, snow topped, rolling peaks.
Flake, Snow. A single Flake.

Ker Pow.
Snap..

Sent out some notes, even hit up Brad Arnold, 3 Doorsdown, on his blackberry Christmas night, subject was "Peter Roman Born", also beat on the Celtdrum sending notification to Shinedown.

All this to notifiy Benedict XVI, of Snow N Atlanta Georgia on Christmas.

This is me, my self Portrait. "KnoWell"

Just found this out yesterday. Ever read Nostradamus Quad Train 38 Century VIII. My graphic intrepratation is found in the Montaj called "aLeXo"

There in the central background, at the tip of a woman's breast. Nostradamus

Getting a closer look, "Nolle", shows us Nostradamus used a word that could be taken as me.

Turning to French, "Cinq" Five

What does as this mean? That is my signature.

If my hunch is correct, I could be very famous, or I could be just Dave. I bet this guy Lee Roy Knows...

Anyhow, one thing I do KnoWell is that this is the moment. Enjoy, smile, only one we got.

Thank you for letting me have a moment with you.

Hugs,
David Noel Lynch

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Thursday, December 29, 2005

Quad Train Thirty Eight Century VIII

Quatrain 8.38

The King of Blois in Avignon reigns,
For another time the people bloodthirsty.
Beside the Rhone his walls he will build,
Fifth of his name and last before Noel.

Scienza temporale e papi del futuro illustrati de Nostradamus

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Sunday, December 25, 2005

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Category: Art and Photography

Christ Mass,

Spica dances our Moon, 2005.12.25

KnoWell's Pure Snow falls. Atlanta

ADMK

Hand 112 Ready,

Beauty,

Did you hear? The alignment of the star Spica, the Moon, and, the Sun will happen N day light hours today. XMass

Marking a celsetial time for everyone, U, Me, Atlanta, all around zero mile, and under ground. ...ADMK

Spica

Did anyone foretell of snow forming tonight? Taking the Spica image and flipping it around.

Or is that mountains that I see, or are they Eagles? Hum.

Merry Christmas a print yours.

Here please let me wrap your present N some Chihuly glass.

Becareful to gently shake hard, and out drops the original.

Gravity Waves,
Dave

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ADM Gravity Waves -1>0.0<+1 KnoWell 2003.9.16
Category: Art and Photography

Dale,

At the Bellagio book signing on October 15th 2005, I presented you with a tube containing several photographs some of sunlight trapped in stained glass and a 13x19 print of the Montaj that I call Gold.

The Gold Montaj has been given to Archbishop Donoghue on 2005.1.10, Archbishop Gregory on 2005.3.20, Shinedown on 2005.11.28, Jermain Dupri on 2005.12.12, and you on 2005.10.15.

At that time you signed your Projects book for my mother, and I asked you to sign a photograph that I created at the Atlanta Botanical Gardens, "A New Species of Art", exhibit using three of the Macchias.

I asked you to sign the front, but you said that would imply that the work was yours instead of it being my work, so you signed the back.

When I showed you an 7x10 print of the Gold peace, I said that you inspired me in the creation of this peace.. You looked up at me and said, "How?"

In response to your question, I smiled and said that it would take me about an hour face to face to explain. I am available to met with you anytime just let me know when.

Until then I will give you a glimpse at just how I stumbled into a new species of art.

My life changed on April 1st 2003 after a fifteen year relationship dissolved in a short two months. Knowing that I was going to experience a great deal of anguish, for I thought that I was doing everything right, I started to keep a journal to help me focus on a day to day basis.

During the first few months, I began to exercise relentlessly using dumbells as I listened to rock music on my small car priced audiophile system. Getting in to shape to get back out on the market became goal number one.

As I worked with the dumbells, I would swing the weights with the beat of the music. At first just arm curls, but as my strength grew I would actually use the weights in a kind of waltz with my strong arm causing me to spin more then my weak arm...

On fathers day 2003, my father told me that he had discovered that we are related to the standard revolutionary Ernesto "Che" Guevara. That explained a lot to me about my writing style and keeping a diary.... In the below link, Che is on the left and I am on the right.

In July of 2003 at Stone Mountain part a local radio station had a free concert where Shinedown, Seether, Our Lady Peace, and 3 doorsdown all played. At that show I had an epiphany. I slipped into the moment.... I am writing a book revolving around that concert, so I will not go into the details of that day.

Stuck in the moment, I kept writing in a journal, then creating a database of just pure thoughts typing as fast as I could.. For months I would frantically type trying to get the thoughts out as they came...

Then on September 16th 2003, it happened. I snapped.... back to June 19th 1977..

The date of a serious car wreck that took the life of a close friend... In that accident, I had a death experience. The best doctors that Emory had to offer all told me that my memories were not possible. Asking me what books on out of body experiences I had been reading...

I said that I do not read books, and that if this is in books, then BLeave them....

On that September 16th 2003 night, I entered the outer limits... Knowing that this was a special point in my life, I grabbed my Nikon D-100 and asked my step son to take some images of me..

When I picked up the camera, I clicked the shutter by accident passing the open shutter by a blue rope light.. My step son looked at the image and said that it was neat, and he asked me to make a few more.. I did, then I asked him to take images of me in this moment...

My step son, Jeff, started to take images of me. He tried to imitate what I had done by moving the camera. He took this image of me writing in my journal.

That night, my writing on the computer became fluid. So fluid that I did not remember what I wrote. At times my emotions filled my eyes with tears that even if I tried to read what I was writing I could not.. My body was electric....

I started to look at the images that we had taken that night, but something in me had clicked... I started to see not only images, but words... That night I created my first Montaj.

On the left is breadcrumbs, or abstracts, complexities of the day... The central section is the point at which you become aware trying to relate to what you hold to be known. The right is positive times and negative times.. So from every moment that you are alive, you have both positive and negative abstracts hitting you at the same moment, but it is up to you to choose... I pick the positive...

For three days, if anyone asked me anything, I would respond in a rhyme. "A Pair of Dimes this,,,,, A Pair of Dimes that,,,,,," I told two of my friends that I think that I am going insane... Only good thing is that I have documented it....

I started to take images of the blue rope light and a light bright... Taking almost 10,000. Actually I took images until I broke my D-100... I called Nikon to tell them that I broke the lever that lifts the mirror, the lady on the phone laughed... I told her that I have been on the floor swinging the camera with such velocities that as the camera tried to lift the mirror, the lever broke from the g forces....

Here is a small chunk of the 10,000 images of me painting music.

While my camera was in the shop, November 2003, I started to wonder what other targets can I use for this type of creation.... I wrote in my journal, that I wish that Dale Chihuly would do one of his exhibits in Atlanta like he did in Venice...

Months passed and only a few images talked to me like the first night when I created a pair of dimes. Like this moon rise.

This Montaj marks the point where I started to write a story about an Cherokee Indian that came to warn my family about the coming civil war, but no one would BLeave my great, great, great, grand father because the Indian's name was church. Everyone got confused between the place and the person..

There were a series of four eclipses that started in 1821 that come together on the Georgia Alabama line. I use this as the sign that the Cherokee saw telling of war..

War did come to Atlanta, and my family was here when Sherman came to burn it down, but my family did not leave as ordered. Thus protecting their homes from the pyro maniac.

My family also was instrumental in protecting several churches from the torch. The Immaculate Conception Shrine in downtown Atlanta rests on stones quarried and placed by my family. However on August 6th 1982, the day after my father's birthday, Hiroshima day, the Immaculate Conception Shrine nearly burned to the ground.

On May 17th 1984, the Immaculate Conception Shrine reopened, but the Catholic Church did not restore the original story in the stained glass.. That original glass was placed by dedicated followers of the catholic faith that stood up to the Union army.

That is no way to honor their memory by not restoring such a historic church to its original state... The story that the glass told is preserved in photographs and could have been recreated. It must have been just a budget question...

So burning inside me is this story that I write called, "Looms". The story was so complex and consumed me that I had no real way to keep track of the inspirations.... It all came so fast....

Till you came to town.. Chihuly's New Species of Art...... I would go downtown to just sit and marvel in your creations... I had been writing about gravity waves... I would sit and look at this world passing through your structures. Like the wonderful peace in the fountain...

I would hear tones, chords, wa wa wongs,,, hard to describe in simples words.... Maybe I have snapped..

Since I had lots of experience moving the camera to music, I started to move the camera to the tones that I heard from your work...

I created hundreds of images as I let the camera flow to the moment... People would come up and ask me what I was doing. I would show them, and they would start telling me what they would see in the images.... Like an Arizona sunset...

I created this Montaj, the smaller images are all photographs...

Then it happened.... I saw my future in an abstract created from your glass.

From that base image, I saw myself recreating the stained glass of the Immaculate Conception Shrine in real time.

Using a projector, a computer, and a Canon digital camera. I could create a mosaic of the stained glass in Photoshop, then walk around the Immaculate Conception Shrine with glass works like yours in a multitude of colors.

A friend operating the computer could tell me that he needs a blue abstract... I go to a mostly blue peace of glass and create an abstract image that he puts into the photoshop mosaic that is projected on the wall real time....

The canon will shoot the image seen round the world.... Post Civil war history restored by the same blood that stood years ago to preserve the catholic church...

Kind of epic... I will only be in shape to do this for a short period of time, so getting interest in this project is unlikely. I have been writing about how close I did get... It my story, I write that I actually get to do it... That is just me wishing for a positive instead of the negative....

I approached your company a while back and was immediately sent to the legal department warning me not to use any of the images that I had taken of your work.. That the alterations of your work does not constitute original work and that you still retain the rights...

A small victory for me is when you would not sign the front on the photograph that I presented to you at the Bellagio... You said that it was my work....

In response to your legal department, Ms Trubia in particular, I created a peace that I call Chihuly Pa Tu. In that peace I spit an image of the Comet Hale-Bopp that I took on April 1st 1997.

Then the image spoke to me as well..

I had asked Ms Trubia to present the Amelia peace to you, and to ask you to separate the art from the artist.... But I bet she never even made you aware of me...

At the Bellagio before your arrival, I asked Paula Jacobson if I could present you with some art.. I told her my name, and she recognized me from some of my work that I had given to the guys that dismantled the Atlanta exhibit...

I followed them around for about an hour while they were taking the exhibit apart... I walked up to the and said thank you for putting together such a great display, and I gave each of them a print that I created from the glass works...

According to Ms Trubia, those images that I gave to the guys are illegal... Also the image that I gave to Mary Pat Matheson is bootleg as well..

Destroy the prints, but you can never take back the memory of Mary Pat looking me in the eye and telling me, "Oh, so, Creative.."

Thus I march on, creating and documenting the story of my life... One day hopefully enough positive will be collected in one place that my dream of recreating the stained glass of the Immaculate Conception will leap out of my written journals and Montaj and project itself upon the walls of the most historic church in Atlanta. I hope to see you there.

So three terabytes of art later, here is to good dimes.... May we all have a pair of them...

Like the pair of eclipses that are soon to come, 2017 and 2024, making an X on the heart of our nation....

Thank you for your time, a face to face meeting would be nice....

Best wishes,
David

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Sunday, December 25, 2005

Slap Gloria olive Malachy Peter Roman Entropy
Category: Art and Photography

Spoken

Last Breath

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