The shrink gets a phone call and raises his finger to me indicating
shhhhhh
the tape machine is still off..
because there is so much briky brak in the office and I know being just a Level 3 Neuronaut it is not within my mindset to be able to think past input of such magnitude without my staring (without seeming to stare ) at the special white scrim Mind's Eye Vision wise
so in spite of future repercussions of Regression Referential Self Think of no use to anyone
I let myself ponder.
Aware my inability YET to not overwhelm my and thus my Mandlers senses
with brink brack
I let my mind wander
without fear of any Psychic Driving /De Patterning back talk
from Mandlers
still trying to teach me how to not think of anything but what ever I am guided to see or hear.
(the shrink's phone call is not one of them or trust me I would have been yammered to Attenuate myself to such input)
For a moment I think this might be a good time to show my Mandlers even in a setting filled with
all kinds of brinky brack to gaze at -and the sound of phone call chatter of no interest Attenuation wise to my Mandlers AND the sound of traffic outside
it would be a nice time to show my Team at proxy Cy that their attempt to make me
Tabloo Russo Clear of Mind
for Imbue
and thus rebuilt as something utilitarian for Co Conscious Commune
able to overcome ...and askew
extraneous memories and inner monologue based on Mind Matters
not only annoying to Mandlers
but useless as well except during TV watching
so other researchers can gather quantifiable Interface of associations based upon pre broadcast
common Myth
I try to keep my gaze randomatic ...
and let my mind go unguided
without concern that doing this will inevitably be a Regressive Action
a Ruiner like Ruimination that might undo all the hard work ny Mandlers have done
encouraging me through bodily harm and Psychotronic Harassment to refrain from
my By the Numbers pre planned childhood created and performed upon me so as to be ready made
for easy extraction
as to most efficiently de-noise as much as possible what my Team placed or now interface in my noggin
the ritualized trauma
I was told was only for signal processing maps and grids so the residue of decades of meaningless Input not composed by my Mandlers..to incite certain aspects of personality and disassociation
of use to Proxy Cyber could best be subtracted from drib and drab of input placed in one JUST to cause fugues and triggers
I watch the shrink on the phone but do not listen in to show ,to graph ,to interface to My Mandlers I can not act like a some kind of mechanism made in Cog's image to soak up the sum of my surroundings
without letting it show too much I "only work here" in my body
and that my mind and senses etc are NOT my own
(luckily according to the shrink,still on the phone talking in "soft speak"more and more people are robotically attached to sounds and whistles and cues from phones etc...so I do not "stick out ' like a sore thumb in a crowd EXCEPT for facial recognition ,thermal scan and gate scanning meant to keep track of those raised ONLY to be utilitarian in function )
The shrink makes a up dow up down with his finger meaning I guess the phone call interepting this shrink dink session will soon end.
I look again at the tape recorder still off.
But the phone is also a tape recorder isn;t it..Always on even when off.
At the Neuronautics Annex it's not just tape but video
but I'm behind on my payments to become a Operating Tele-Presence but I do pretty well with my Placed Person routine so long as it's not me playing political activist at some rally and between us
Proxy Cyber is the one's who told me what to wear to the Peace Demonstration that Eileen Edwins said made me look like I was an extra from "Hair"
but according to my Ground Bound Team it wasn't the garb but my inability to not look like I am "app-ed" for a neural feed.
Lately there's been some talk about my taking acting lessons at the Annex
to learn how to be" just a Placed Person" to act out Street Theater with other Placed Persons
who do quick spiel like those extras do on TV
to displace those "app-ed" with Merge sans Voices and Sights but "just to decode and thus read their day to day " thoughts discretely for demographic studies
and stuff...concerning response times ..and census pertaining to ethical dilemmas either enticed ...or one's that is incited with "Placed Person" /Street Theater Routines
or what the RUINERS sometimes call Organized Stalking..or Gaslighting
Supposedly I am pretty good doing quick skit type Street Theater
to either incite Evoked Potentials or for Ruiners
to "mess with" their sense of "reality" by doing" line reading" over loud enactments of
whatever neural data Proxy Cyber has collected on them
Specifically Inner Thoughts they have not spoken out loud nor on the phone nor online.
Like the other day
some woman
I was called to "work with"
"work on"
with another Proxy
what I gather from "the jist" of my Prep work to appear at the 47 Bus last week at 9 am
to meet Kendra a former actress who I am interfaced will be wearing Burgundy ..
which means like deep red but not red but purpl-ie red..
well
Miss Burgundy...this woman
well-
really wants to get a job and is waiting for someone from the job she wants to call her back and say "You Got the Job"
It is the woman ,the Placed Person who best resembles 'The Girl" and me dressed in a semblance of
of whomever gave the job interview to make sure we stand with in earshot of the gal
and say something like
HER:Gee I really hope they call me back for that job:
ME: you really shouldn't have told the man who interviewed you that you only worked in Chicago to gain experience ...Or that you left Atlanta because you thought you weren't being challenged enough
HER: I doubt I got the job...I really should think about just telling Hank about the pregnancy and settle down.I mean being a Mother is just as important as being a copywriter isn't it?
Me or my fellow Thespian might glance over at "the gal' we were asked to do this bit off Street Theater for to glean some REACTION SHOT ..for she might have thought it coincidental some strangers (one dressed in the very same cut and style of business suit as her on her Interview last Tuesday down to the "should I jeep my hair up?" or down -Oh something in the middle bangs -)
were talking at a potential "misstep " talking about Chicago only for experience and Atlanta -just for experience resume' wise but the pregnancy of "should I keep it up or down .or somewhere in the middle ' concerning her relationship with Hank..is agame changer and we both watch "the girl" saunter away from the bus stop.
I don't feel bad for "the girl" we were given the script to do this pitter pat upon .Obviously Proxy Cyber wanted us )or someone like us) to convey something to "the girl" /the woman that otherwise might not have influenced her concerning putting "the job search on hold ?" to settle down with "this Hank.'
and anyway 300 bucks for a quick tey to tey or whatever the fuck it's called is worth it.How this shrink who puts his finger up again implying "just a sec" thinks I am too lazy to work a normal job.
shhhhhh
the tape machine is still off..
because there is so much briky brak in the office and I know being just a Level 3 Neuronaut it is not within my mindset to be able to think past input of such magnitude without my staring (without seeming to stare ) at the special white scrim Mind's Eye Vision wise
so in spite of future repercussions of Regression Referential Self Think of no use to anyone
I let myself ponder.
Aware my inability YET to not overwhelm my and thus my Mandlers senses
with brink brack
I let my mind wander
without fear of any Psychic Driving /De Patterning back talk
from Mandlers
still trying to teach me how to not think of anything but what ever I am guided to see or hear.
(the shrink's phone call is not one of them or trust me I would have been yammered to Attenuate myself to such input)
For a moment I think this might be a good time to show my Mandlers even in a setting filled with
all kinds of brinky brack to gaze at -and the sound of phone call chatter of no interest Attenuation wise to my Mandlers AND the sound of traffic outside
it would be a nice time to show my Team at proxy Cy that their attempt to make me
Tabloo Russo Clear of Mind
for Imbue
and thus rebuilt as something utilitarian for Co Conscious Commune
able to overcome ...and askew
extraneous memories and inner monologue based on Mind Matters
not only annoying to Mandlers
but useless as well except during TV watching
so other researchers can gather quantifiable Interface of associations based upon pre broadcast
common Myth
I try to keep my gaze randomatic ...
and let my mind go unguided
without concern that doing this will inevitably be a Regressive Action
a Ruiner like Ruimination that might undo all the hard work ny Mandlers have done
encouraging me through bodily harm and Psychotronic Harassment to refrain from
my By the Numbers pre planned childhood created and performed upon me so as to be ready made
for easy extraction
as to most efficiently de-noise as much as possible what my Team placed or now interface in my noggin
the ritualized trauma
I was told was only for signal processing maps and grids so the residue of decades of meaningless Input not composed by my Mandlers..to incite certain aspects of personality and disassociation
of use to Proxy Cyber could best be subtracted from drib and drab of input placed in one JUST to cause fugues and triggers
I watch the shrink on the phone but do not listen in to show ,to graph ,to interface to My Mandlers I can not act like a some kind of mechanism made in Cog's image to soak up the sum of my surroundings
without letting it show too much I "only work here" in my body
and that my mind and senses etc are NOT my own
(luckily according to the shrink,still on the phone talking in "soft speak"more and more people are robotically attached to sounds and whistles and cues from phones etc...so I do not "stick out ' like a sore thumb in a crowd EXCEPT for facial recognition ,thermal scan and gate scanning meant to keep track of those raised ONLY to be utilitarian in function )
The shrink makes a up dow up down with his finger meaning I guess the phone call interepting this shrink dink session will soon end.
I look again at the tape recorder still off.
But the phone is also a tape recorder isn;t it..Always on even when off.
At the Neuronautics Annex it's not just tape but video
but I'm behind on my payments to become a Operating Tele-Presence but I do pretty well with my Placed Person routine so long as it's not me playing political activist at some rally and between us
Proxy Cyber is the one's who told me what to wear to the Peace Demonstration that Eileen Edwins said made me look like I was an extra from "Hair"
but according to my Ground Bound Team it wasn't the garb but my inability to not look like I am "app-ed" for a neural feed.
Lately there's been some talk about my taking acting lessons at the Annex
to learn how to be" just a Placed Person" to act out Street Theater with other Placed Persons
who do quick spiel like those extras do on TV
to displace those "app-ed" with Merge sans Voices and Sights but "just to decode and thus read their day to day " thoughts discretely for demographic studies
and stuff...concerning response times ..and census pertaining to ethical dilemmas either enticed ...or one's that is incited with "Placed Person" /Street Theater Routines
or what the RUINERS sometimes call Organized Stalking..or Gaslighting
Supposedly I am pretty good doing quick skit type Street Theater
to either incite Evoked Potentials or for Ruiners
to "mess with" their sense of "reality" by doing" line reading" over loud enactments of
whatever neural data Proxy Cyber has collected on them
Specifically Inner Thoughts they have not spoken out loud nor on the phone nor online.
Like the other day
some woman
I was called to "work with"
"work on"
with another Proxy
what I gather from "the jist" of my Prep work to appear at the 47 Bus last week at 9 am
to meet Kendra a former actress who I am interfaced will be wearing Burgundy ..
which means like deep red but not red but purpl-ie red..
well
Miss Burgundy...this woman
well-
really wants to get a job and is waiting for someone from the job she wants to call her back and say "You Got the Job"
It is the woman ,the Placed Person who best resembles 'The Girl" and me dressed in a semblance of
of whomever gave the job interview to make sure we stand with in earshot of the gal
and say something like
HER:Gee I really hope they call me back for that job:
ME: you really shouldn't have told the man who interviewed you that you only worked in Chicago to gain experience ...Or that you left Atlanta because you thought you weren't being challenged enough
HER: I doubt I got the job...I really should think about just telling Hank about the pregnancy and settle down.I mean being a Mother is just as important as being a copywriter isn't it?
Me or my fellow Thespian might glance over at "the gal' we were asked to do this bit off Street Theater for to glean some REACTION SHOT ..for she might have thought it coincidental some strangers (one dressed in the very same cut and style of business suit as her on her Interview last Tuesday down to the "should I jeep my hair up?" or down -Oh something in the middle bangs -)
were talking at a potential "misstep " talking about Chicago only for experience and Atlanta -just for experience resume' wise but the pregnancy of "should I keep it up or down .or somewhere in the middle ' concerning her relationship with Hank..is agame changer and we both watch "the girl" saunter away from the bus stop.
I don't feel bad for "the girl" we were given the script to do this pitter pat upon .Obviously Proxy Cyber wanted us )or someone like us) to convey something to "the girl" /the woman that otherwise might not have influenced her concerning putting "the job search on hold ?" to settle down with "this Hank.'
and anyway 300 bucks for a quick tey to tey or whatever the fuck it's called is worth it.How this shrink who puts his finger up again implying "just a sec" thinks I am too lazy to work a normal job.
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