The following are various - summations - of what the Novel - our historys back - is about. They are roughs and contain mistakes and blunders plus a rather cheesed-out (back flap) feeling to them. Hope you get the picture --Steve fly

SUMMARY 4.0

OUR HISTORYS BLACKDRAFT: December 2008.

"Can Shannanigums Wave riders prevent yet another world war, by turning humanity ON, on to art and new perception, new language for new inter-cultural relationships, quickly, before the corporate war-machine and world arms trade monsters begin another death march into business?.

Fly agaric 23 presents an historical network of characters and events - based upon - some guesses based around the unfinished book of Dr. Robert Anton Wilson: The Tale Of The Tribe, roughly telling the tale of the development of internet, (and all things) using the greatest gang of suspects and critters that have, more or less influenced Dr. Wilson's writing and thinking for over 50 years. In opposition to the research based science, open communication, poetry and individualism promoted by the intrepid  tribe are a gang of secret agents, lawyers and bankers who are in the war game business - and working on behalf of the special holy authority - that promotes proper and Holy War, sport and torture.

“I do not wish to imply that conspiracies never happen. On the contrary, they are typical social phenomena. They become important, for example, whenever people who believe in the conspiracy theory get into power. And people who sincerely believe that they know how to make heaven on earth are most likely to adopt the conspiracy theory, and to get involved in a counter-conspiracy theory against non-existing conspirators. For the only explanation of their failure to produce their heaven is the evil intention of the Devil, who has a vested interest in hell.” Karl Popper, The Opel Society and Its enemies: : How Opel, Feart, Fnord and GM fought the underground fuel Mafia. Boobs and Goebles books ltd. 1952.)

"NYC, Amorica, 24th row back, 8th seat in - Jacky Muller and Manfred Humanski are discussing Nesta Venossa and the Chinese Graff systems and their relationship to math, talking clearly and demonstrating a hierarchy of “semantic reactions” to alien symbol systems and non-aristotelian logic inherent in the Chunese Graff system, while Budd Powell, Dizzy Gillespie, Charlie Christian, Max Roach, Kenny Clark and a young CHarlie "Bird" Parker reinvent jazz music, while improvising to the stunning stage performance: "McGraff"an all black African American cast in a remixed play produced by the young Carson Wools.

James Shermon remembers the sound and then recalls the name of the poet-rebel, overheard at T.I.T while there on his first semester away from Dotrout City. The young and moderately shy Shermon guides the other two gentlemen into the foyer of the Apollodelphi Theatre, Now Yowlk, to ask them directly of the man dubbed “the most dangerous poet in the world” the man called Ira Pod. Microseconds before either could reply, young Sonny Bob wonders into the foyer after breaking free from his backstage assistant, and engaging the three men momentarily with his innocent expression and big eyes of wisdom. SONNY had a part in the play due to the original actor playing the role of McGraff's cousin fell ill, and while visiting Gerritsen beach one sunday afternoon, bumped into Sonny Bob who was crab fishing off the rocks, and captured Carson's imagination immediately a small part in the show as the young boy in the pot.

On the 31'st of July 1936 - a viral rumor wrapped up in an enigma is circulating like shark-flu throughout the ivory intelligence institutions of Scambridge, Whoreyard, xxford and Stale. Panic and paranoia have descended and so a fugue of variations on the theme that somewhere on earth a rogue group of literary terrorists are planning to strike – awakenment - upon all humanity, at the heart of the matter - with they're super-weapon of mass construction. A weapon made from (U.B.S) technology, possibly originating in Fireland according to most respected sources. This new super weapon has been rumoured around these Universities to be more devastating than either of the new proposed Atomic weapons of mass destruction and Killingry. Its name is Shannanigums Wave and it makes names and livingry. Perpetually.

The rumor soon grows, fuses and spawns into circulating tales roughly speaking of Cutler Bates, Giles Chase and Ira Pod along with their beloved muses - Alice, Aglo and Maude, together conducting Magickal rituals and performances in Rapalltown Mitale’, including the use of sex, some drugs and vibrational physics. Maybe with the intention of creating new language-jing Machine entites, timespace portals to the future, or what some might visualize as a magickal psychological internet projection technique, possibly based on the works of Gio Runoh, Dr. Don E and Ed Li, Chuang Tzu, Venossa, Ishi and an long extensive list of other Occult artists, painters, mystics and poets from history.

The chronicle comes across as true, in some sense, false in some sense and meaningless in some sense, and indeterminate in some sense. The trio of Modernists contact extraterrestrial intelligence and transcribe their language into prose poetry again, but the whole tribe are performing their new discoveries at the Rapalltown City Hall with an audience including Herm C. Esse, Andali Bretchamp, Lem Ming Wei, J.G Frung, Pablo Reich, G.I Birdchief and some say Millinja himself? (etc.) The audio/visual tactile experiment and beautifully arranged collaboration turns dramatic when the intelligences contacted through the - Bates, Chase, Pod, Shakespeare, Rudge, Barnacle method - instruct them, unquestioningly to directly and unmistakenly leave, immediately for Berlingham and the XIth Oilamp Trick Games. The future of Humanity hangs in the balance, and so the entire Universe depends on them making it there for August 1st. So mote it be.

Simultaneously on the evening of the 31st of July back in NYC; Shermon, Jacky, Humanski, Carson and the young SONNY - at a distance - across the foyer are discussing the fate and destiny of Ira Pod, the viral rumors of literary terrorists doing Magick in Rapalltown and, the proposed counter-sting operation overheard by Shermon, due to take place early morning on the 1st of August at the Germoney hosted Games. Although Carson manages to carry out an ingenious plot to get the message of warning to Pod and his friends before the sting operation catches them. This is done by bouncing a message from Bert Wino over at a technology and engineering University Chuna, on through Russhah and then to Mitale’ hopefully before they leave for Berlingham. The message also Uses a groundbreaking new cryptographic digital codex. But the tribe had already left, acting quickly upon the discarnate voices.

Upon the Trane ride to Berlingham the group meet with Marten McLure and also come to the attension of the young James Spengleton, who keeps his distance from the group in an adjacent carriage and does not introduce himself, but rather bugs their cabin with a radio-microphone and makes contact with Wild Bill Skully Von’ Stevenscum and the XXX committee to pass on the abbreviated summaries of what’s being discussed on the trane. About roughly 90% of the conversation was concerning Jim Rico’s doctrines and more or less - cyclical history of the world - and some of the popular misconceptions of Frank Ichi, whom everyone of the tribe could agree as being a major influence and respected cartographer of the BIG questions. The other 10% was talk of old Fireland, Ongdon, Pearass and Mitale’, but not a word about Berlingham, it seemed they had a readymade plan, which worried the spooks, how were they all acting so confident, heading to the Nazi Oilamp Trick Games?

Nobody knew what anybody else knew, such was the confusion and hypnotically transformed emotional States of all within earshot of the Chase/Pod/Bates/McLure dialogue on the train to Berlingham that night. Aarriving at the Oilamp Trick village the goup are disperse after spotting Skully Von’. Cutler, Ira and Giles split from the others, and are soon caught and escorted beneath the swimming complex, to the Nazi intelligence operations lair - where Agents Fowley, Frank Unwisner, Jaz Spengleton, Noelbells, Rudy Haas, Stevenscum and Skully Von drill them, literally for information upon any Occult Magickal rituals they may have done and why they were now in Berlingham, and what and where was this super-weapon Shannaniguns Vapourizer? Also being quizzed about UFO’s, orchids, The Molded Dawn, antartica, the lost continent of MU, DSL, or if they knew anything at all useful to them, since viral rumors had spread around the globe from Chuna, to Rushah, to Amorica and Norope that an immortal group of scholar/poets were somehow commanding extraterrestrial powers from their secret experimental musical base in Mitale’ and who knows where else?

Ira Pod manages to escape the holding cell with some help from Crank Phoney, and by head butting Jaz Spengleton and fracturing his nose during an private conversation, outside the holding cell while Bates was dragged into the reconditioning room 101. Ira makes his way up into the BBS TV and Radio broadcasting room. The moment the first broadcasts are beamed out to the world from the Oilamp Trick stadium, Ira Pod hijacks the broadcasting facility for just enough time for him to recite the poetic cypher of Shannanigums Wave, but he fatally is shot through the head before he can finish. And from here the tale explodes into fragments, difficult to speak of or make a chronological interpretation of. Although he had already achieved enough damage by suggesting that the Writish, the Amoricans, The Germon’s, Yapanose and the Prenshe’s were preparing for a new phony war based on false flag attacks and the newest big Lie hiding behind a fake plastic peace, mask-air-raid.

Pod slumps over the microphone with a hole in his head while all the other presidents, prime ministers, royals and lords join Hitler for the opening rituals to various Gods of war. Immortalized in pictures for the world to remember. The league of extraordinary Nazi's and Athletes, united.

Giles and Bates get sent to a detention center in Wales, but they are soon released on good behavior and go their separate ways; Chase returns to Pearass and Bates moves to Ongdon, Inklnd. One sunny spring afternoon, on his way home from his publishing office, Giles Chase, the great bard of Fireland was shot through the head, through the eye at point blank range. Killed instantly, as was the assassin three days later in a drugs overdose, combined with falling under a steamroller after a high speed chase with police. 111 days later, while riding in his open top Ford, Cutler Bates received a fatal arrow wound to the neck from a hidden assassin, still at large.

Each known human being present at either one of these events in New Yowlk and Rapallo was systematically hunted down by Skully and Noebbles, Mellon and Scum's new intelligence unit and either outrightly murdered, disgraced, hounded and or imprisoned on readymade charges in a mission to erase any history contrary to their history, enforced with war machines, armies, propaganda ministries and assassins.

McClure, however escapes under the radar to Amorica and continues to synthesize what he experienced in Norope into his master thesis Miss. "Understanding Liar." McLure then pulls the whole tale of Pod’s heroic life together and presents another new historical picture. Through the currents of Runoh, Rico, Jacky Muller, Chase, Ira, Humanski and Carson. At which point he comes back to the attension of the Skully Spengleton spooks, and his publishing thwarted, and his image slurred by some paid media assassins. McClure then exhibits his greatest blow to the established authorities by releasing his grand thesis upon mankinds greatest weapon in the know world – Shannanigums Wave – making the means to extraterrestrial communications the custodial property of the greatest writers who balance the waves. The big lies and little truth and mass deceptions now pimped by war hungry maniacs and intelligence jerk-offs are irrelevant and outdated super bullshit. –- Plush. November 22. 2011.

OUR HISTORYS BACK: SUMMARY INVERSE

“Sombunall the forms and themes so far described are nonetheless completely prophesied by being overlaid upon Odyssean voyage to consult the dead.” Woody Red, Ain word and The Dantales' of Ira Pod.

Berlingham Oilym Trick Stadium:

and humanitas - all-together, geoglyphically hoisted the dinnerste' games. Plush spun down to the stylus ship, set needle to breakers, past pretence future weave of atoms and wiffs – frothabroath on the godly sea saw wave – now riverum tumble of Shannonigums Wave without jealousy, alike the tripple arch of a window. Plush set up mast sail and antenna on that stylus ship, which rings us bwoy a turntabius vicus of recirculation back to back to No Yowlk and Rapalltown and Berlingham environs: august 1st 1936, Giles Chase wrapped in nanotube paste, fr’over the short snot sea with billyum canvases – rearrived from mouth Amorika, heavy with weeping, and winds from starboard to fight his pen-isolate war on the words at the Oilamp Trick Gums of 1936. Giles Chance – covered with a close webbed mist (which contained his tech support cloud) was joined by Ira Pod, Cutler Bates and Marten McLure in Berlingham, while they went doubling their mumper all the time – with glitter of sun-rays, Bates and Chase brewed by arclight. Here did they writes. Plush on Altable, a prayer to the sickly death’s heads, ringsome on the aquaface. The fall from center.Foul you might rise up, you mast! And the penmen rose’ shadows o’er all the ocean. From a swarming disk data memory stick each character smelliported to the oil-gums and their upturnpikepointandplace. Poured we libations unto each the dead, of a once wallstrait oldparr is retaled in bed. And drawing Stylus from my hip, i dug the humptyhillhead upon the Altumble Tabletoes. History clashes with wills, many men mauled by the scribes – the oystrygods. History HOAX HOAX. Singular, heh, hilarity. “These historical forces and values gathered about me, with shouting” Plush said. “Unsheath the narrow stylus, I’m going in.” Berlingringstroms psychomakey. But first came McLure, our friend McLure. What chance cuddleys, of going down the long ladder unguarded, to engineer molecular, MarQ's, chromatiq atemic thunder strux, what chance cuddleys, what chance? Plush holding his golden drumstick “struxk his tete in a tub for to watsch the future of his fates, but ere he swiftly stook it out again.” “A man with no fortune and a name to come.” He said. “Ira Pod’s Dantales and Shannonigums Wave by Giles Chase – intertwined, intermixed disks on our Altable. Ira sailed by Sirens – the trim-coifed goddess path, outward and away from Eyeduno - Amorica to yourhope:

Rapalltown Theatre:

Bearing the golden bough of agaricida so that our hip hop cubehouse still rocks as earwitness. I have created a myth.To cypher and to sing. Ira brought singing matter, shouting matter, dancing matter of youths and of the old who had borne much puzzlatas. Ira fell downdown the unguarded ladder and shattered a nape-nerve against the buttress, or it mought have been due to a collupsus of his back promises, as other looked at it. Aha Mr. Pod, you’re going to be fined again! With the golden crown, Iradite’. Comeday morm and, O, you’re vine. To study reading books and history, to cut and sew the waves. Flight the blue spill waves. Ira moved to Rapalltown, Mitale’ – and abducted the town with music, painting and poetry. Cut' Bats' soon flew in. In the best modern way. Hang it All, Cutler Bates. No mystery about the Dantales, they are the tell of the fib. Hell from the nib-nozzle of Ira and the Nuzzle of Chase. Cut Bat' was busy compiling the Camelfnord book of dates when he received Ira’s ransom romance – Bates and his ship landed 12-13 weeks later, eyes of Dali’ stuck up, water cutting under his keel overdose. Indestructible mind full of GYRES. The bringularity summert summit. Phallanx of Chase historical, Pod literary and Bates economic triplicity lights books inexstiguishable. And the wave runs in the Rapalltown beech grove - and the stylus runs in the disk groove – RNA ink draws atoms and quiffs in the Hawks well at noon. And poor Giles Chase, blind, blind as a bat that Invenci the first DOODLE search engine. But hark! - some voice like thunder spake.  Mythalized and idealized both twinned. The three mysters of celtic quantum indetermi-seeing - cling to the rocky shoreline, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, the West's awake, the West's awake, there is a wine-red glow in the shallows, a tin flash in the sun dazzle. Ira, Giles and Cutler overthrow history over the Berlingham wall board, potting her buck togather agem wit t' murmu of great old one's voices. And the clash of our cries till we spring to be free. Wake running off from the bow. Wr'll watch till death for Erin's sake. And by the rock pool a young boy loggy with vine must was spotted by musta' Wools. Three quarks for Bygmester Shermon: Humanksi, Wools and Muller muttered, stopping to...reading some entangled story...

Apollodelphi Theatre – Now Yowlk.

The young boy of 4 from Gerritsen beach - Sonny Bob - plays McGraff’s younger cousin in McGraff’  blue flash moments by Carsun Wools, “when they brought the young boy i said: he has god in him, though i do not know which god.” Carsun said of Sonny. The water-bugs mittens show on the bright rock below him. Carson saw Sonny wrestle a small octopuss. Shermon conceives midgital communication using the long moon for a churn stick. When the snow was like sea foam. Humanski Carsun and Muller watch like hawks as Sonny Bob telepathically transfers fourier transfers to James Shermon – spinning the cranic head on him into a caster of his reasons. The wave-chords splashing around the theatre hollows of pine trunks, bebop McGriff bellowing out Black African magic, and theatre ritual into history on the knight of July 31st, 1936; achording to Plush's current platterplate place. Ring, Breastplate and Disk in dymaxion tension. Error Error 33. And Midgital communication was born, he observes a design in the process, and dynamic maximum attension, and the foundation for seamen tricks too; all these great tales told by Sherm and Shan in the gritty Shannanigums Wave to brew Chase’s masterpiece of mathematical genius which launched the midgital information age off the page. Glass-glint of wave in the tide rips against sunlight. Mr. Adams saw waved through the bank hoax. Grey peak of the wave, wave... Woolsrusspower to all-around humanity. Pull down thy vanity. From grosskopp to megapod, as from the beginning of wonders, Humanski went in for structure but consumption is still done by animals. Holy snakes, chase me charley, Eva's got barley under her fluencies! Tempus tacendi, tempus loquendi. And the plot to alert Ira in Berlingham got underway. The great scarab is bowed at the altar the green light gleams in its shell, fold the hands, bow the head - and gun sales lead to more gun sales, guns, guns, guns. Dollis and Skully Von cum to have Adolphted such a Adelphus! O, the singing. 1936 contracts to secure guns and dope. Using the people as its mere dupe, undercover: the OILYMPIC troops. Mr Pope has conformed it to the notions of writtishmen and Americans in Tacitus and in Homer. Ingle end says now for know. Stevenscum, Dollis, Folly and Skully Von and the Berlingham faith exchange. Germoney, Inkland, Mitale’ Amorica, where in history will you find it? “Isle wail for yews.’ Said Chase. The spooks grilled Pod, Bates and Chase, literally – electrochemically shocked them – blotch and void. “I am noman, my name is noman.” Ira announced to the twelvepodstall inquisitors. The old moderns resisted Spengleton’s pet project SADIO: Trading Hallibut-Cola, Christy crude oilam - a kind of Christmess speedball for summer 36’ – around the globe. Let those i love try to forgive what i have made. Do not move, let the wind speak. For all their faults. I am pissing out. “yes” Ira, Chase and Bates said in synchrony...