Dumbo brushes his cowlicks using holographic sight

Evan

tries something new.He wants me to comb my hair in front of the occipital overlay that he sends atop my visual cortex
this extra sensory plight
that allows me to see what my  operating Tele Presence
wants me to see
I like
other  human guinea pigs have no say in the manner

  best described as holographic seeing according to pages I have read that  release just enough information about human testing
to warrant
NASDAQ
notoriety
the studies are veiled in a kinda' illegalese style
that only those in the game
can appreciate
under the umbrella of national security and 'discret' any goes
and because of covert clearance
all matter of inside trading takes place
as far as most know outside of the loop of advanced tech
the things being created with billions of tax dollars
is secret mainly so only a very few
know what "Futures"
will be


 all these firms and
corporations  making
A.I. and human computer mash up as they go along
using the human test subject as  a biological sweatshop

this is a fun team
no holds barred
no restrictions nor legislation 
nobody to answer to

big rush to get a lot of this "sociological testing' out of the way


I mean you can't really do this kind of human testing
when
CNN or some thing does some report ..well about human testing

so you "just do it "and
hope the
folks
 you dosed with the bio tech
and dare writer about it

these f8ckers are doing testing on people worldwide in droves ..

some like me raised to be razed
guys like me ...it's been one test team after another
life as erector set
from
Project  MK often to 
Mk Offset

you kinda' get the entire encyclopedia of being Maze Runner Male Escort misanthrope when
the bio tech
kicks into

Co-conscious connect
or what some call synthetic telepathy or direct neural interface

I imagine it might be fun to "GET INSIDE ANOTHER"  like a ghost
and
fiddle around..
and use as

like a second skin
like an avatar.

but not some nasty blue thing.
but maybe some  type you want to get some kicks through
smoke some crack through
kill some ex business associate
via
and by via I mean via brain computer interface dear  reader



  in Real time occipital overlay style upon waking in real time.
It creeps me out ..seeing a full face hallucination so early in the morning.
But Evan assures me I will feel better about when I simply do a few cowlick swipes with a brush ,at which time the  addendum vision will disappear into  electronic telepathized visual addendum I am all too familiar with.
I feel the first tingle of radiant microwave energy and the familiar myoclonic click and buzz  up my upper pallet that assures me I linked in with Proxy cyber
my psychotronic Torture providers since 1994.
In the early 90's in  Los Angeles I received my first dose of tether -ed living
by the induction of bone conductive hearing upon my auditory cortex.
several hospital stays later
I accustomed myself to "The New Way" and began my mentorship
by Proxy
to help keep America great.

What keeping America great had to do with Mind Decoding and brain link back in 1994 I had no idea.
Timothy McVeigh had just blew up a building
and my "team'
made it Clear
that I was naïve concerning
civic concerns
and I had no choice but to be a lab monkey
for I had been raised to be fodder for reverse brain engineering
like several thousand had been
in the mid 60's

I was told that even the wallpaper in the various foster homes I grew up in meant something symbolically
in terms of cues
and an awful lot of time and effort went into abusing me psychologically irreversibly since I was a mere 3 years old
to cause disassociated  fugue like states
to help me "get" where I was -today (1994)
a younger than I looked early 20 something who had to such dick and f*ck for money on Santa Monica Blvd.
the "fugue thing" ...the spacing out thing..
made it nearly impossible to work a normal job but always be dependent on man after man who would take me in
as if even after high school foster like living never really ended.
in retrospect the odd ups and downs of breaking me entirely into bits and pieces was accomplished not entirely by odd childhood but  the odd chemical combinations
my various "caregivers" gave me
according to one  keeper of me the eternally "kept man'
to warehouse me for all sorts of "down the road ' advancements in
cybernetic theory as it applies to the human organism.

Sometimes the people who "kept me" in return for a bit of s8cki and f8ck
when I was not have dosed on something or other half drooling on a sofa somewhere
let things slip
like they needed me to know not only was I intentionally made to fugue on command
but I had in store for me an ever more complicated
severe set of circumstances to come in terms of
"service provider" and man we ain't just talking no silent sound ...I was to learn soon ..too soon enough

I do not go the extra distance of grabbing a brush
preferring to simply pat down my cowlicks with my hand.
looking for all intensive purposes at nothing whatsoever to anyone who saw me.
seeing myself
left to right mirror style
in my bedroom
of course in XXXX's house.
evan thinks to me a warning that no I must pull myself together and upkeep myself and do this grooming bit with a real brush
(all I imagine is "my team" trying to adjust me to yet another 'odd action" I might do on a public bus to  demonstrate madness to onlookers..just incase anyone finds out -it's all true-)
upon thinking this radomousity
I receive a jolt of pain down my spine and hop to it
to find a brush


"one day  Ruiner ,' evan graphs for some reason visage-ing himself in the corner of the room as some old actor who for awhile was like in 70 movies a year
but than none
"ONE DAY RUINER! a little birdie gonna come call on you and say "wakey Wakey' Dumbo" Evan graphs ,his voice now British ..
Hannibal lechter
"yes ,yes ...and in your hand will be a knife and in your other your  face.Ya' won't feel no pain either dumbo..we'll turn all your pain receptor OFF for that particular Imbue...we'll over-ride every last bit of your inner thought and sweetly talk you through 'The Face taker"
after all Baby Boi you want so very much for people to know
what it's like being a man-ed man
it's something we're working on just for you
a little mind movie I call "Eyes without a face'

"ha I think," but I sort of forget what I was thinking.
a tiny bit of me thinks I have to somehow learn to
write faster. is all

I go fetch a bit of food and come back to my little chair and begin re-reading..
thinking  I sorta' am supposed to know I shouldn't be writing about wallpaper ...and fugue states
but above all this is a document of what has occurred written any which way I can to explain the unexplainable.
when I come upon the rather amusing thing Evan did this morning with he called a self face induced hallucination..
and for a brief moment kinda like that Evan was adamant about me not draggin my heels ...and just walking a few steps to pick up a brush
I next read the
part about 'what can and probably will be done to me" if I
don't "move on' and 'get over" the nasty things "my team ' has done to me over the years to make me applicable

the cutting off my face bit
...I don't really recall too well..
and I gulp reading it

I know things they have entranced me into doing ...I am sure I would not do ..
barking like a dog
in the middle of my 4th foster mother's funeral
according to my half brother I would not or could not stop barking
until a thick soup bone was placed in my mouth
and my lover at the time had me lick his boots  in the funeral pallor parking lot.
I was unaware any of this had genuinely happened until I came across the video of this scene
that was used in a short video contest at a Coachella film festival
luckily a song was playing out of the car window during the boot lick scene and that piece had to end up on the cutting room floor due to future copywrite infringements.
some how XXXX got his hand on the video
when my previous ex lover /handler
had enough of me cause I got too old and
had me  outsourced to another team..

I am now really too old to be anybody's dog.
I am no fun anymore to play inside..
it's one thing for a 27 year old to bark like a dog at a funeral for kicks and quite another for someone a wee bit older..

I had wondered 2why they were piping me "The Facetaker" narratives
that have nothing anymore to do with shortening the time I spend adding pomade

I wonder .
if they can turn off pain receptors ...so I wouldn't feel myself cutting offmy face
if they could also turn off like receptors that make you feel self conscious
about like not having a face...

Evan telepathizes ...as a cartoon cricket.
using carton voices that he graphed once were to make me feel larger than the interface and stronger..
and also to suck me in to
the Pioneer spirit of being lucky enuf to be a proxy

'some of our interfaces are meant to be private Dumbo...especially the threats  and promises we make concerning cartilage
and cutting..." the cricket smiles
and suddenly I I feel happy
not afraid of anything..
glad to be part of the project.

proud to be Proxy