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Spatz’s prototype avatar skullcap
This motorcycle helmet, which belonged to Spatz Curtis (see photo), was retrofitted with electrodes to connect his brain directly to the satellite receiver/controller to beam the intentions of the post-apocalytes directly into Spatz’s mind! We’re selling it to raise money to save the World and find Spatz and free him. $1200.
just found!
only $1200 (comes with photo and stand)
We have just uncovered a cache of original Spacerex tech and ephemera, that has lain, buried for decades, in the desert. Perhaps in anticipation of his imminent capture by agents of the Consortium of Multinational Corporate Spooks, Spatz had a contingency plan for Dawn, his then-girlfriend, to bury these precious items in the desert near his home in Utah.
This prototype cranial interface (avatar skull cap), buried in this shack with other items, indicates Spatz had help, as I have, from direct sensory incursions from the future. This is a revelation. The discovery of this device sheds new light on an old argument.
It could put to rest a debate that has been fermenting between our cadre and it’s detractors and skeptics: “He’s a trucker,” we have heard, “He clearly stole the technology from John Reed and, as the FBI asserts, killed him out in the desert.” (You will note they don’t deny he made contact with the future–only argue about provenance.)
Many have asked, and there is some doubt, about Spatz’s credibility as a designer of a quantum class Feynman radio/satellite, using what the great Stephen Baxter calls retarded waves. “How would a guy like Spatz know how to do that?”
Fig. 2: This was the likely reason Spatz was able to do what he did after John Reed disappeared.
To which we reply “Have you ever loaded and driven a truck? Do you know how to repair motorcycles? Could you have done it in the pre-YouTube-instructional-video era Spatz toiled under? He knows weapons, martial arts and bleeding edge web design too.
Spatz is a renaissance man. And it’s no wonder that John Reed, sensing Spatz’s power, passed the torch when he did. That Spatz was carted off as a suspect in Reed’s disappearance and never seen again is proof of the importance of what he started. And the importance of moving ahead.
Dawn, pictured here in front of Spatz’s refrigerator before his capture, has recently resurfaced, bringing stuff she buried decades ago, after her bold smash and grab at the occupied Spatz compound. She says she was emboldened to act recently by Donald Trump.
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Published by will dailyrest
Will Dailyrest, an independent filmmaker from Philadelphia, saw a quicktime movie webcast at SPACEREX.COM featuring some of his own artwork. But Will thought that the film had never been finished -- because it hadn't. Not in Will's lifetime. This bizarre discovery led Will to the desert compound of Spatz Curtis, the president and founder of SPACEREX.COM.
What they discovered was the last survivors of The Apocalypse, including the "Post-Apocalytes” Rex Flynder, and his clone, Spacerex Flynder and their Mother, who are (or will be) orbiting a dead earth on a piece of space wreckage. The film Dailyrest worked on and saw here, The Benefactor, was used as filler between the regular distress calls the Post-Apocalytes are (or will be) broadcasting and was (or will be) answered by Will and Spatz -- many years in the past.
But shortly after Will connected with the Post-Apocalytes (who had broadcast the film Will had yet to finish, from the future), the FBI, working [in conjuction] with A Consortium Of Multinational Corporate Spooks, showed up looking for Spatz. Suddenly Spatz, the satellite dish and all but a few VHS tapes of the Spacerex.com transmissions vanished under suspicious circumstances.
As if this wasn't enough, Will's long-time collaborator, Bryan Root, proposed that Will was a fictional character he invented back in art school. Will, outraged at the suppression of Spatz's compelling story, and struggling to avoid the fate of all of Bryan's other fictions (death by projection into infinite possibility), has gone rogue. He is leading a small cadre of hackers, musicians, scientists and truckers on a quest to spread the Spacerex Gospel through live musical performances and this website.
Recent connections have uncovered a staggering truth: Rex is Will Dailyrest’s grandson! And so too, genetically speaking, is Spacerex, the brain-damaged clone. And M.O.H.M. is their mother—which means... M.O.H.M is Will’s Daughter! That’s right! His own child—grown to adulthood and then shrunken into a coconut-sized miniature human who has lived far beyond any contemporary human lifespan and become a proteus-like intellect. So Spacerex is a family affair for Will. With the help of Spatz Curtis and John Reed he created an instance of M.O.H.M.’s future personality right here in our timeline, sentient and living in the cloud. She is a guiding light in our quest for a better future.
Now, using the data from her past/our future, fed through algorithms and beamed directly into Will’s cerebrum with spooky action at a distance, she has connected Rex (and occasionally Spacerex) to their grandfather and done much to offset Bryan's misguided efforts to convince us the whole thing is made up. Will is planning to make a movie and record an album while evading capture by mental health officials and the spiders and robots of The Future White-Collar Crime Syndicate, intent on writing him out of history through their own satellite feed. View all posts by will dailyrest
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