EXT-PARK-WINTER's DAY-,all the leaves are brown....
ME and VICKY notice a CROWD standing around what appears to be a HOMELESS MAN
VICKY demands we "get closer",taking out her phone,her camera...
WE move CLOSER and see a thin young man without shirt on even though it is like 30 degrees out .Around his next he wears a sign ,a self made sign that says in big black letters against white board
ROASTED MULE$
in front of the man is large container of gasoline .VICKY is not the only one using their phone to film the HOMELESS MAN.
"we the Roasted Mules and the Keepers of the Flame
we so want to use
to burn down our father's houses!
we are the Roasted Mules! Our Father's sold for science!
we are "the Roasted Mules" our Father's provided to a Higher Service
to a nation that needed bitty babies...to raise
as their own
for this Mighty Homeland....that is no Home of mine...!!!
I live in no land that you know of nor may you ever!!
warehoused, broken children broken on purpose children for uses
that
are the antithesis of ...what America purports itself to be !"
Roasted Mules and keepers of a flame that will burn their House DOWN!"
the man shouted, spilling gasoline all over his head and body
before the poor man in was encased in flames
Vicky had been filming "the crazy" man to post on fb....
and some other social sites ,mainly because she wanted to be a cinematographer...
and wanted to show her handiwork....even with cell phone
I cannot judge Vicky.
She was born without empathy.....and this complete lack of empathy goes very well with her striking good looks
that make her "un -attainable"
I pity the man who might attain her...
I am her wacko gay artist friend.
she has 3 ....wacko gay artist friends in case one gets hit by a car or some thing.
I look for help ....or a man with a bottle of water to spill on the man in flames
flickerings..
while Vicky gets in closer and closer for a good shot.
Since I began hearing and seeing things I spend more time with Vicky because the nice thing about Vicky is that she is not a nice person ,nor pretends to be,,,nor does she pretend to care about anything anyone else but what she herself says.
My Mentor,Evan enjoys Vicky as "demographic" I film simply by looking at her...
I am an ace at framing myself.....
my service provider does the rest ...making whatever I see...re- or de-pixelated enough to
entertain and train others how to read a man or woman spiked with Merge's brain signals
sight .hearing .emotions. Imaginings...you name it
Vicky doesn't mind me looking at things she doesn't see..
she knows I was "app-ed" she calls me Donnie Dorko...and asks me every now and than "How's Harvey"...referencing the 8 foot rabbit in that Jimmy Stewart movie.
I don't mind her asking because she really doesn't want me to explain...
as Merge has nothing to do with her except if "Harvey" told about any insider trading tidbits..
A crowd has gathered around the man who looks more like a minimalist sculpture than a man
and Vicky wants to leave what's now become a
crime scene" concerned they might ask her any question or g-d forbid take HER CAMERA.
"Maybe it was the heat,,,,or the flame...but I suddenly need ice cream...you up for it Darko?"
"sure' I say
at the ice cream parlor she stares at the video
which I refuse to watch
but I do listen to what the man said before he lit him self on fire.
right before I take my cone of strawberry ice cream and stick it right on top of Vicky's head..
and grab her camera and smash it on the floor of the ice cream parlor.
the voices*.a Proxy .hears. .
Once spiked with Merge hears things 2 different ways besides the way one usually does through one's one's ears
(1) via bone conductive "hearing" which unfortunately is a mite too close to one's facial nerves.
which often receive the full brunt of electromagnetic misuse
causing
a stiffening of one's facial muscles
unfortunately often
appears puppetlike.....not only because they are always waiting for reception
as time goes on one really literally does not really KNOW what to say without
an interface giving one "a line reading"
that in conjunction with the twitch that comes from one's "illumination"
to Das Singularity.
which is why a secondary means of silent sound inducement is also used
that sends radio frequency directly to one's auditory cortex.
as to...give the twitch like symptom's that accompany old fashioned
"low-fi"Frey Effect inducements of sound
pulsed and modulated by the smartest guys in da' room
via bone conductive methods dating back to WW2...
unfortunately the constant beaming of electromagnetic signal to both one's auditory and visual cortex
begins to effect sections of one's limbic system
and sections of one's nervous system responsible for sleek muscle movement
most who are Husks for Cybernetic Brain Entrainment "exercises"
develop movement disorders of some kind.
in other words "it shows"....."it reads"
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the constant impact of a Targeted Individual's (a Human Guinea Pig)
temporal and cerebral cortex being used as some lightning rod
to develop Immersive Reality/Augmented Reality for the masses
(you reader ,are "the masses"....although I am quite sure in terms of self referential thought
"that little voice inside your head."..one naturally
assumes Nobody But You .
.can hear"
YOU do not THINK of yourself as "the masses" but an Individual...Que paso?
You dear reader I presume ( and I must -presume what you are thinking for I am no mind reader.._
do not think nor believe research is and has and is being done
to transcribe that little voice in your head...
into
words...nor that there is technology that also transcribes your various brain signals (sight for instance and also your emotion into what is refered to as a Neural Read ..)
although billions if not trillions of dollars has been spent on this technology.
one whose job is to transcribes your acquired brain signals next (having ample Neural Data) may now "converse" with your senses in real time.
My intuition that you dear reader do not realize that this is possible makes YOU
and not ME
dear reader "Out of Your fuckin' Mind"
"great way to invite a reader in Dumbo,Books much like Imbued thought via a Brain Computer Interface introduce imagery...and cadence and also LIKE-A-BILITY of the narrator to another's "mindscape" I dare say anyone who picked up a book or stumbled upon this BOG of a Blog would press a little white "X" atop a crimsoned box to escape from such a beastly Narrator, " Evan graphs....
"fuck you," I graph back..
"and may I also gander that one whose job it is to babysit a childman via a brain Computer Interface being thought at in "a fuck you manner" might make the reader of such endeavor. Rather enjoy the crumb bum narrator getting everything he has coming to him for being such a disrespectful specimen "Evan graphs Imbue-ing me with sights of scary faces....
" Telling a reader he or she is out of their fuckin' mind is not only a poor way to encourage a reader to read your manifesto...
I pause...thinking for some reason typing the word manifesto
has some meaning ...some association
that might not be in my best interest to type
"oh Jesus Christ Dumbo..
Evan graphs...and type the word m-a-n-I-f-e-s-to
'Evan explains,'Only Human lab Rats...are induced with non stop electromagnetic energy ....a prospective consumer of AI and Augmented perception will only be "beamed" regulated "doses" of directed energy to go
Techno Cinemascan-
in fact one reason we keep you constantly attenuated ...
is to study precisely just how much residual memory loss and brain damage
too much electromagnetic directed energy
causes to both a human orgnisms's limbic system and higher and lower functioning regions of the brain"
"well,'I graph,"I am glad to be such service to you and "the masses'"
"Now that's the team spirit we're looking for...,"Evan graphs sending me a smiley face that flickers seemingly in mid air.
* "the tone and cadence of SOUND aimed toward a human subject should be manipulated to evoke a predicative synaptic response of subservience from the subject
the cadence and tone is synthesized from cumulative auditory based evoked responses to both male and female authority figures or "bullies" to instigate domicile ,shameful and fearful reactive response ...so the subject may always FEEL he is beholden.
computer analysis of records of a subject's emotional response to cadence and the pitch and tone-alities of Voice that a "Brain Map"if observed properly can help us modify specific qualities of vocalized speech patterns that physiologically and neurologically reduce or regress a subject's "selfness" to a more malleable format{;name withheld upon request}
"we gotta try everything don't we...YOU Dumbo..have taught us that...try anything,,,,.say anything... to save me me sssssomebody
..right?..
.well we have certainly received your message in bottle ..and have decided New tactics must be used to Save You...
primarily from yourself..."
"may I make a suggestion Dumbo? are you going to tune me out ?
type the numbers 2037...:
I type 2-0-3-7.
"good ,' Evan graphs,"
now I want you to find some random JPEG that emphasizes that all you have written occurs on another planet in another solar system in the year 2037....
for some reason I find myself doing what Evan interfaces
and 'hear" Evan Imbue-"That SOME REASON lover,is called self preservation"
ME and VICKY notice a CROWD standing around what appears to be a HOMELESS MAN
VICKY demands we "get closer",taking out her phone,her camera...
WE move CLOSER and see a thin young man without shirt on even though it is like 30 degrees out .Around his next he wears a sign ,a self made sign that says in big black letters against white board
ROASTED MULE$
in front of the man is large container of gasoline .VICKY is not the only one using their phone to film the HOMELESS MAN.
"we the Roasted Mules and the Keepers of the Flame
we so want to use
to burn down our father's houses!
we are the Roasted Mules! Our Father's sold for science!
we are "the Roasted Mules" our Father's provided to a Higher Service
to a nation that needed bitty babies...to raise
as their own
for this Mighty Homeland....that is no Home of mine...!!!
I live in no land that you know of nor may you ever!!
warehoused, broken children broken on purpose children for uses
that
are the antithesis of ...what America purports itself to be !"
Roasted Mules and keepers of a flame that will burn their House DOWN!"
the man shouted, spilling gasoline all over his head and body
before the poor man in was encased in flames
Vicky had been filming "the crazy" man to post on fb....
and some other social sites ,mainly because she wanted to be a cinematographer...
and wanted to show her handiwork....even with cell phone
I cannot judge Vicky.
She was born without empathy.....and this complete lack of empathy goes very well with her striking good looks
that make her "un -attainable"
I pity the man who might attain her...
I am her wacko gay artist friend.
she has 3 ....wacko gay artist friends in case one gets hit by a car or some thing.
I look for help ....or a man with a bottle of water to spill on the man in flames
flickerings..
while Vicky gets in closer and closer for a good shot.
Since I began hearing and seeing things I spend more time with Vicky because the nice thing about Vicky is that she is not a nice person ,nor pretends to be,,,nor does she pretend to care about anything anyone else but what she herself says.
My Mentor,Evan enjoys Vicky as "demographic" I film simply by looking at her...
I am an ace at framing myself.....
my service provider does the rest ...making whatever I see...re- or de-pixelated enough to
entertain and train others how to read a man or woman spiked with Merge's brain signals
sight .hearing .emotions. Imaginings...you name it
Vicky doesn't mind me looking at things she doesn't see..
she knows I was "app-ed" she calls me Donnie Dorko...and asks me every now and than "How's Harvey"...referencing the 8 foot rabbit in that Jimmy Stewart movie.
I don't mind her asking because she really doesn't want me to explain...
as Merge has nothing to do with her except if "Harvey" told about any insider trading tidbits..
A crowd has gathered around the man who looks more like a minimalist sculpture than a man
and Vicky wants to leave what's now become a
crime scene" concerned they might ask her any question or g-d forbid take HER CAMERA.
"Maybe it was the heat,,,,or the flame...but I suddenly need ice cream...you up for it Darko?"
"sure' I say
at the ice cream parlor she stares at the video
which I refuse to watch
but I do listen to what the man said before he lit him self on fire.
right before I take my cone of strawberry ice cream and stick it right on top of Vicky's head..
and grab her camera and smash it on the floor of the ice cream parlor.
the voices*.a Proxy .hears. .
Once spiked with Merge hears things 2 different ways besides the way one usually does through one's one's ears
(1) via bone conductive "hearing" which unfortunately is a mite too close to one's facial nerves.
which often receive the full brunt of electromagnetic misuse
causing
a stiffening of one's facial muscles
unfortunately often
appears puppetlike.....not only because they are always waiting for reception
as time goes on one really literally does not really KNOW what to say without
an interface giving one "a line reading"
that in conjunction with the twitch that comes from one's "illumination"
to Das Singularity.
which is why a secondary means of silent sound inducement is also used
that sends radio frequency directly to one's auditory cortex.
as to...give the twitch like symptom's that accompany old fashioned
"low-fi"Frey Effect inducements of sound
pulsed and modulated by the smartest guys in da' room
via bone conductive methods dating back to WW2...
unfortunately the constant beaming of electromagnetic signal to both one's auditory and visual cortex
begins to effect sections of one's limbic system
and sections of one's nervous system responsible for sleek muscle movement
most who are Husks for Cybernetic Brain Entrainment "exercises"
develop movement disorders of some kind.
in other words "it shows"....."it reads"
the constant impact of a Targeted Individual's (a Human Guinea Pig)
temporal and cerebral cortex being used as some lightning rod
to develop Immersive Reality/Augmented Reality for the masses
(you reader ,are "the masses"....although I am quite sure in terms of self referential thought
"that little voice inside your head."..one naturally
assumes Nobody But You .
.can hear"
YOU do not THINK of yourself as "the masses" but an Individual...Que paso?
You dear reader I presume ( and I must -presume what you are thinking for I am no mind reader.._
do not think nor believe research is and has and is being done
to transcribe that little voice in your head...
into
words...nor that there is technology that also transcribes your various brain signals (sight for instance and also your emotion into what is refered to as a Neural Read ..)
although billions if not trillions of dollars has been spent on this technology.
one whose job is to transcribes your acquired brain signals next (having ample Neural Data) may now "converse" with your senses in real time.
My intuition that you dear reader do not realize that this is possible makes YOU
and not ME
dear reader "Out of Your fuckin' Mind"
"great way to invite a reader in Dumbo,Books much like Imbued thought via a Brain Computer Interface introduce imagery...and cadence and also LIKE-A-BILITY of the narrator to another's "mindscape" I dare say anyone who picked up a book or stumbled upon this BOG of a Blog would press a little white "X" atop a crimsoned box to escape from such a beastly Narrator, " Evan graphs....
"fuck you," I graph back..
"and may I also gander that one whose job it is to babysit a childman via a brain Computer Interface being thought at in "a fuck you manner" might make the reader of such endeavor. Rather enjoy the crumb bum narrator getting everything he has coming to him for being such a disrespectful specimen "Evan graphs Imbue-ing me with sights of scary faces....
" Telling a reader he or she is out of their fuckin' mind is not only a poor way to encourage a reader to read your manifesto...
I pause...thinking for some reason typing the word manifesto
has some meaning ...some association
that might not be in my best interest to type
"oh Jesus Christ Dumbo..
Evan graphs...and type the word m-a-n-I-f-e-s-to
'Evan explains,'Only Human lab Rats...are induced with non stop electromagnetic energy ....a prospective consumer of AI and Augmented perception will only be "beamed" regulated "doses" of directed energy to go
Techno Cinemascan-
in fact one reason we keep you constantly attenuated ...
is to study precisely just how much residual memory loss and brain damage
too much electromagnetic directed energy
causes to both a human orgnisms's limbic system and higher and lower functioning regions of the brain"
"well,'I graph,"I am glad to be such service to you and "the masses'"
"Now that's the team spirit we're looking for...,"Evan graphs sending me a smiley face that flickers seemingly in mid air.
* "the tone and cadence of SOUND aimed toward a human subject should be manipulated to evoke a predicative synaptic response of subservience from the subject
the cadence and tone is synthesized from cumulative auditory based evoked responses to both male and female authority figures or "bullies" to instigate domicile ,shameful and fearful reactive response ...so the subject may always FEEL he is beholden.
computer analysis of records of a subject's emotional response to cadence and the pitch and tone-alities of Voice that a "Brain Map"if observed properly can help us modify specific qualities of vocalized speech patterns that physiologically and neurologically reduce or regress a subject's "selfness" to a more malleable format{;name withheld upon request}
"we gotta try everything don't we...YOU Dumbo..have taught us that...try anything,,,,.say anything... to save me me sssssomebody
..right?..
.well we have certainly received your message in bottle ..and have decided New tactics must be used to Save You...
primarily from yourself..."
"may I make a suggestion Dumbo? are you going to tune me out ?
type the numbers 2037...:
I type 2-0-3-7.
"good ,' Evan graphs,"
now I want you to find some random JPEG that emphasizes that all you have written occurs on another planet in another solar system in the year 2037....
for some reason I find myself doing what Evan interfaces
and 'hear" Evan Imbue-"That SOME REASON lover,is called self preservation"
I post the carton of little rocketman surrounded by little aliens
Evan graphs," LOOK how Happy that Urban Astronaut is
communicating with those nice smiling aliens.
notice the Urban Astronaut is standing erect and happy as a Lark
and not chopped up into teeny tiny pieces aside a highway somewhere..
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