NUMBER:LETTER::PROLOG:EPILOG

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THE TALLEST TALE EVER TOLD

This is the tallest tale, ever told. A tall tale, of a tall Don, a short Kim and a skinny,

Art, short, too.  Three megalomaniacal wannabes, are Kim, Donald and Arty.

Three wannabes are Kim, Don and Art.  Kim is the dictator.  Don is the speller and

dictator wannabe.  Art’s a writer; the seeker and speaker of truth, wannabe.

In soirees nightly, Kim, Don and Art pen … poetry.  Epic poetry, in pursuit of Pen’s

plan; to save, His Urantia … from Urantians … for your Urantian … children.

Urantia’s legatee-children.  The blameless, innocents.  Forced to buy into systems,

rigged.  Brothers Kim, Don and Art want, more than anything, to save them.

“Bomb me … metaphysically … not physically,” suggested Kim, “if ye wish … to box

me in.  Metaphysically, bombing me.  That’s thinking … well out of the box.”

“For physical bombardment dismembers.  Metaphysical bombing, seeks members.

For in the hearts and minds of member (wo)men is a stoker and an ember.”

And Don replied, “Well said, Kim. Rex, HR and Jim want, a decapitation, operation.

But I know better than anybody who has ever been all about … everything.”

SETTING, CHARACTERS, CONFLICT

Tall tales are fictional. But beware this tale’s nonfictional, location. It is a setting in

dire need of an adequate medium, of cross-cultural pedagogic, instruction.

Verily beware, this tale’s fictionally nonfictional setting.  A one and only Earth i.e.,

Urantia.  We have sent Art to empower ye via the power of Pen’s … poetry.

Kim, Don and Art amuse. Three characters use 140 of them, to muse with history’s

muses.  Poets, philosophers, and scientists.  The dead … on dead on, history.

This tallest tale ever told, is, by definition, fictional.  Never mind, its … nonfictional

setting.  And never mind that it is an algorithm … instructions … alchemical.

An alchemical, algorithm.  Instruction, in the lingua franca of, the King’s … English,

unencrypted.  Not just for the English anymore is the language … of English.

For relatively rich is the language of English.  By word count, the richest language.

But words oft, get in the way.  A picture’s worth thousands in any language.

Kim, Korean scion.  Don, American grandson of a German immigrant.  And Arthur

Everman.  A 1st class global citizen; a 2nd class American citizen, is Arthur.

PROPAGANDA: PICTURES, POETRY AND PROSE

Warmongering by Kim Jong un’s DPRK, is, under international law, done illegally.

So thinks (allegedly), More-Mart greeter Arthur Everman, very extra legally.
Treat not lightly, Arthur’s opinion.  Not, because it’s Art’s.  It’s because his opinion
is rightly the opinion, distinguished, of academic in the field, Arthur Lawson.
Lawson’s, THE PRESENT STATUS OF PROPAGANDA IN INTERNATIONAL LAW; an
authoritative statement, of the law.  So sayeth, Arthur, of @chachomanopapa.
@WHNSC @StateDept @DeptofDefense:  HR.  Rex.  Jim.  Fair or not, it has befallen

to ye three, of all of the presidents’ men to somehow, neutralize … a madman.

HR.  Rex.  Jim.  Men called to neutralize, however many madmen … may threaten.

ye are called upon to so do to secure the security of the nation and its citizens.

Three, sane men.  Two, maybe, insane, men.  The maybe, insane ones … weapons,

nuclear, have.  Enter Pen.  Enter Art.  Enter poetry as an armed … weapon.

Student of Sun Tsu and More-Mart greeter Art on Art’s three-pronged … strategy.

1st:  Nikki’s diplomacy, traditional.  Get Xi and Vlad, to propaganda, agree.

2nd:  Jim, HR, Rex:  Psy-ops.  3rd:  Don’s Twitter diplomacy.  Lie, Don.  Lie to Kim.

You know.  Sugar and spice. Everything, nice.  It’s the nature of diplomacy.

SUGAR AND SPICE

It’s diplomacy, Don.  Between parties diplomatic it’s understood that everybody’s

lying.  Nikki’s, good.  You’re, great. But the generals’, psy-ops … may be key.

Kim knows of psy-ops.  He loves his.  He hates, yours.  Like father, like son … and

grandson.  Moon too, knows psy-ops, Kim’s fathers and … playing … hands.

Don won’t want Kim to know what he’s up to.  Don’s generals know of Kim’s fear

of propaganda.  And Kim knows not, what’s up with Don. And so, he fears.

Kim, fears.  He fears, everyone.  He fears, everything.  Most of all, Kim fears time.

And propaganda. Kim fears propaganda may rob him, of precious … time.

Moon, the south Korean president, is ex-military.  He knows Kim.  He knows Kim

goes ballistic whenever southern folk, rain propaganda bombs, upon him.

Kim fears psychological operations.  Like regimes.  He loves his.  He hates, yours.

Like fathers and sons.  His; not yours.  Moon knows, why Kim fears yours.

On the less than historically traditional, story-telling poetry as arm, of militaries.

Overtly military operation options, are limited.  Photo-letter-bomb … Kim!

URANTIAN IRONIES

Urantian ironies, are killing us … figuratively … as they, literally … kill ye.  So we

are sending Art and his epic poetry, in the tradition of Homer’s … Odyssey.

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