"Zinj" <zinjifar@yahoo.com> wrote in message news:MPG.1727893f333b6eb19898ee@news2.lightlink.com...

> Just doodling around when Andreas asked for a Xenu pic, and threw this
> togetether. Watch out for restimulation.
>
> Zinj

Scene outline:

A Paramedic van with whirling red lights is parked outside of Z-blades apartment complex with neighbors mulling about, chit chatting in hushed somber tones as to wondering of the fate of someone for the Van even being there.

Inside Z-blade's apartment:

Paramedic #1;

"OK Mr. Z-blade, just calm down a bit please, your not going to die.

We've checked all vitals and your coming up green across the boards.

Z-blade;

"But I'm having a heart attack!! You've got to believe me!!!

Paramedic #2;

"What makes you think your having one sir, all we're registering is that your blood pressure is up to 320 which is a bit high, but otherwise your doing fine if you'd just try to stay calm. Did something happen before we arrived to drive your blood pressure to the moon?"

Z-blade;

"Well, I was just reading on a NG when I opened Zinj's picture of Xenu with a volcano exploding in the background. I was fine until I gazed into Xenu's satanic black orbs, then I felt this itchy sensation all over my skin as if my blood was percolating to the surface like rising golf balls all over my body. I actually looked down and saw my whole body bubbling like tar gas releases at the La Brea Tar pits. Each of those percolating tar bubbles THEN started talking to me all at once, saying they were miserable being all bunched together for tens of millions of years.

Please sir, YOU MUST BELIEVE ME, it happened with my resultant heart attack, which is why I called 911, thank god your here to save me. Do you think you need the paddles on my chest? Go right ahead, I won't mind the voltage and contortions if it saves me from this heart attack."

Paramedic #1 takes Paramedic #2 aside for a private conversation:

"Para #1;

Look Joe, this guy is an obvious nut case, but hey, it's LA and we see this sort of thing all the time, especially in Hollywood for some reason.

He seems clean of drugs, but do you think we'll need a straight-jacket for this guy, he doesn't seem violent, what do ya think?"

Para #2;

"Naw, he seems just freaked out for some nut case reason. And what about this Xenu 'picture' he was talking about from this zinj? Is Zinj some sort of gen-X code phrase for gothic acid rituals or whatever? I don't get the connection."

Para #1;

"Good question, I'll ask him.

Mr. Z, whats the significance to that NG picture you were talking about, we're just trying to be helpful in getting to the bottom of this"

Z-blade;

"I was probably restimulated by looking at it through the OT 3 connection from 75 million years ago, where all humans walking on earth today are infested from that holocaust event with dead spirits clustered together through hypnotic implant procedures and glycol injections before being DC-8 space driven like the Jetson's to earth from outer space, to volcanoes on earth were all of us including you two, were blown up through hydrogen blasts at designated sites so that it could kill people in succeeding life times. I know that might sound nutty to you, but it DID HAPPEN!!! OUUUUUU MY CHEST----I'M HAVING A HEART ATTACK!!!!! Damn that Zinj for doing this to me!!!!

Para #1 to Para #2;

"OK, forget the straight jacket, we've got ourselves a bona fide shock corridor rubber room case needing you know what between his teeth so he doesn't swallow his tongue. Make that 20 MG of Demerol, no.... 30, with a morphine and Haldol chaser. I'm still wondering if that'll make him compliant enough to get him down town. Damn, these nut cases are always time consuming. There's gotta be an easier way to make a living than towing these fruit baskets all over town"

Para #2;

"Bill, I already gave him 10 MG's of Lithium with a long needle Doxepin injection and he's still screaming about this Xenu and dead spirits, what are we gonna do?"

Para #1;

"This boys gonna need an elephant tranquilizer with a foot long spray before we can load him in the van, I've never seen anything like this, not even with crack cases. Is this Xenu some sort of new under-ground drug of some kind that doesn't register on our machine?"

Para #2;

Beats me Bill, and that Volcano rap, where the hell did that come from?

These nut case stories keep getting weirder and weirder.

Para#1;

I don't know, WAIT a minute! Look at that book cover on the table (Para #1 picks up (DMSMH). Ohhh my GOD!! My Chest is killing me!!! I think I'm having a heart attack!!!

Para #2;

"ME TOO!!!! Whats with that book cover, I'm trying to read the blurb but--- AHHHHH my chest!!!!!

[Paramedic's #1 and #2 crawl inch by inch on the floor with scratching fingernails on the floor boards holding their chests in pain, trying to get the cardiac 'paddles' out of the bag to give themselves a cardiac torsion boost, but it's too late, the Xenu restimulation prevailed, they all expired proving scientology's OT cosmology IS REAL!!!!!!!.]

The moral of the story:

Zinj is actually Xenu in disguise, laughing at us all in howling chest barrel mirth with teeth extended, like coyote fangs on the food trail for anticipated pack rending delights. If a female critic 'Delilah' cuts off his pony tail, his power is gone, thats the secret, and there's no other way to finish Xenu off once and for all. Take note ladies, I've given you the key..........

Z-blade (from the ethereal realm)

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