Simon A. Flynn

Reading and writing to each other seems the beauty of the Internet. Somehow like a love letter, it’s also like an amicable form of litigation. Somehow it seems to always face challenges.

Or, write a letter to LEUCOCEPHAL@gmail.com

I have found service to the United States of America difficult, yet not impossible. I was struck by a mortal brain injury upon arrival at Clemson University in South Carolina in 1994. After 10 years and millions in taxpayer pharmacotherapy; I later finally graduated to the north of the Mason Dixon line… from the 1863 University of Massachusetts at Amherst in 2004. I find myself some type of metaphorical Battle of Hampton Roads veteran; though I am “Never Served”.

It is difficult to believe in our USA when in any particular context beneath our federal cohesion; the absurdities of politics set a seeming majority against divergent ideations from any relative wilderness away from the normalcy of the particular place. I fear that any prescriber of such as the Morrill Act 1862; and of our incessant red blue conflict; has perhaps or perhaps will soon lose control of our otherwise greatest nation in the world. And, both federation and confederation must be maintained. That is to say that the delusional, petty angst of so many must be dispelled now as we currently face both energy apocalypse and entropic fragmentation of at least some essential nature of our earth ad we cultivate it for our sustenance via networks of both the biotic and civil constructs of God and humanity.

Through my difficulties I have become hermetic and introverted and increasingly find that stealth and camouflage amidst the paradigmatics of simplified populist vantages are the only method by which freedom is achieved in an otherwise uneducated and insane crowd. Yet, we all now have variable yet syndicated and censored methods by which we can communicate as our nation. I maintain http://www.LEUCOCEPHALUS.com