there's just one moon and one golden sun

i guess in spite 

OF THE SPITE IN HIMSELF

of himself
EVAN asks
                 where was that vignette going..VIGNETTE..

a nice word for this display 

of what in psychiatric terms is called a brain salad

...you cannot win dumbo

the further you go trying 

to present your plight

in fiction as it  tis in heaven

the further you simply offer signs of degeneracy,depravity and a co mordant  definition of 

dementia praecox

(i 

and how nice 

it is 

to "say" to myself that small word

so small...the word "I" that it barely seems a word at all 

but it does when 

so much when it is being ransacked .hi jacked. and bushwhacked 

by 

hidden a hidden ,untraceable ...line

I ..

had been 

concerned that i had added in elements of 

what EVAN  and my team has called deviancy 

(which is in my character or lack their of...oh they know..they know all)

by attempting to 

write 

of Mrs Pace 

foray the world of neural data collection

using not a biosensored specled haoirnet but whatever she had available to ellicit private information

her body

her legs 

her foot

place firmly in mouth

as is mine for my my attempt to 

open up the story

in a more traditional fashion

(because the tv told me so

because the tv

said 

people 

only 

grasp 

the lowest of lowest common denominator

that people

that watcher

that demographics 

and audience

have been as trained by 

tv

's denomination......)

EVAN zounds  and rebounds through my nervous system .

the scalar waves

the pulsation

set to frenzy

the pulsation telegraphed to my cerebellum

like my skull is a clay spinning world on wires (which it is) the RKO tower my nano particles and the calculation directed energy

a Marconian 

Telsa 

bee- bbeee-ba beee

Jewie self referentials

EVAN interfaces

have we not pounded 

so much of this away

he is still "on" a previous tangent,interfacing that_

Mrs Pace "
and now her brother.
decide to get information about not only the possibilities of
mind reading from remote distances but also  transmitting ideas on fully comprehensible syntax and cadences of all style into the kid's noggin




to get a scientist
to literally give them
hard core evidence, blue prints..prototypes dossiers...
oh dumbo i see micro films and film noir
heavies with billy clubs and long black sedans..

shut up,Dumbo,graphs.,loud.

so denny's mom who's got it going on..plans to seduce said scientists and whatnot to..
 and. cuz she gave them" some strange in the hay ..?

maybe mrs pace turns on the tears and tells the scientist what they did to po' denny

and just like that formula that have been kept under lock and key end up in handbag....next layla, her brother ..AND oh just too keep the plausibility factory going maybe the scientist himself go dig up denny from the cemetery
lob his head of ...maybe the  toe lick dr  knows of a late night  lab to to take poor denny's brain..and than it's off to find some scientist ready to forgo his security clearance ..to let scooby, scooby doo and nancy drew  place the  bitsO'Bwain into the proton microscope and look look millions of  nano bits and bytes and biosensor mites   are indeed peppered through the poor lad's innards          

look look millions of  nano bits and bytes and biosensor mites   are indeed peppered through our miscrwants grey matter



gathering up their evidence heading to some safehouse  i assume
 and wondering in Group Think Style
 who can we trust...where do we go..

.do  we go to the media..to the senate.


..hmmm

 than it  hits them
 that hmmmm
 anyone who has this much pull and power to place these small chipa roooonies in someone nogaroooonie
..must likely own the media the senate seats, the labs..etc

so what do our
 heros
have .now
.a cut up head and some rather big misgivings