Evan tries to commiserate with me
,,,,,but it's an absurd test of my empathy...
certainly have loyalties have been tested
and found "wanting" or wanton ...or something
that just keeps this inner Knowing of some kind of Foreboding Going...
( I hope this is worth it for ya" Dumbo....
this typing....is the jist....
Cuz' it won't be
in the End ya' know
you've all but brought it on yourself
in regard to your claim that when we rip you apart ,limb for limbic system
Your Mind will be transmitting
January Chow chow chow chow chow
February Chow Chow Chow chow Chow instead of
an Interfaced Neural Read of a pain so
severe .....)
remains to be felt is all I can think
I have never experienced physical torture
so I find it quite difficult to
conceive of...
how it can be worse than Psychotronic torture I am not sure
for at least according to TV
(and really .what else do I have to "go " on...for most things
or do you
for that matter?)
Evan -let's the matter drop and
begins explaining ,imparting ,transmitting upon me ( I unlike my "team" have no headset or wearable...thus visible "hardware" I can TAKE OFF....thus TTTTTTTTTTTTTTurn ! OFF!)
that it is not so easy being
at the top of pyramid...
as one must always be sitting upon a sharp point
like you
who truly is
a pain the ass....
oh really EVAN is "IT" getting to you as well?
why dontcha' just take off
the fuckin' helmet...or cap or headset and leave me fuckin' alone!
he reminds me off some rich guy complaining how difficult it is being well off.
or some movie start complaining how difficult it is being famous and too gorgeous to walk into stores
"you can't be offline Dumbo," Evan interfaces,
"you were born to be BCI
every fuckin' thing that's ever happened to you
was only to have markers
to learn Reverse Brain Engineering
you had BETTER get IN -Tu-it
not for our sake
lover.
but your own
Chow.
for
now."
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