Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Children of The Damned Pt 5

duality
is what they wanted
splits in thought
in personality
hence-------- the clear plastic dry cleaner bag over the  3 year old face of the boy  by the babysitter's boyfriend-----
they wanted
 no they  needed  to see how  dendritic trees might develop under imposed duress
they wanted
no needed to make you be able to go duality and division
on demand
at first in my younger days this division was all about that "fugue'
look
a certain type of Older Gentleman might like
in a  trick-
as I reckon it must be a safe way to
sorta' be screwing with someone

childlike

not quite there
which was me ..
on cue
on demand spoken in that funny funny way only some understand


a guy  ages
 and more uses are for the guy brought up to compartmentalize
and thus be
anyone's bitch
with the right
key

tone

pitch

T-shirt Logo
for Christ's sake

plays "the right " damn song on the jukebox

says "Ahh" a certain way after sipping a drink
turning to you
in just the slo mo half smile
as
that actor you told XXXX you thought was cute
"(really ..HIM?")
just yesterday

same sort of face ..haircut
voice

"ahhhhhh"


 but not no more...not in the last 6 months..no more ..carrots
the experiments have taken their toll to my body ,my nervous system in a way
 I didn't see coming
tremor
tics ..whole days of it...like I am pinned to the bed

it's like when you're little and someone dares you to place a 9 volt battery on your tongue
but it never stops
this feeling and moves all down you and up you
and you are nothing  but this

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 "The Great Census "they saw coming
and the stranger uses for subordination
and fracture
 of mind and will


pieces and pieces
they wanted you to be
but  somehow -only ONE  PIECE,ONE WAY of feeling about- the monsters who made you this way
and the purpose of ...this writing?

the stories they shove into my damn mind
story  is the WAY to these people

to Mandlers of men

stories .....myths...are what these  Masters know
keeps the little people in place
and to know their place

there is no one lower place  on the food chain than a person literally born to be used by others for endless  human testing

somehow I thought them owning everything was the point

No ,it's much more serious

it's about them handling
people
the masses

 a deal they made or something ..
THEY
 had to take on
the awful burden of controlling the way the masses lived and thus thought


with myth
with stimuli

somehow -they are forever  keepers of the this flame
 of myth


                                                                      and I am entranced once more
unfortunately it seems
                                                                                      several folks
                                                                                   several kings
                                          and  those "divined" to be handlers of the masses
                                       had their own take of what is what

at the start
in the  beginning
just as many tribes moved this way or that
 not to find a stream or chow or bronze
but  because  the charismatic
with  gang of soldier and cops  with  the strongest  fists and biggest  sticks
told  stories in a way that the clan liked best.


we follow actors don't we
it's in our blood
maybe the lead of the pack played a  fine banjo
or had  real nice abs
sure needed dat' something something
 to be walking in circles in the desert 40 years
wella wella wella 
uh-
 the charismatic
well
he  notices some dumbass slacker 
in dah' pack
in dah' clan
 learned to tell a hell of a yarn to keep the "team" rolling along

and says -
Yo let's us write that story you had Jacob and Jeremiah all laughing out loud
 down
on some scrolls
but---- let's shove in some reason Rebecca should blow me and like doing it

no.no.no the teller of jive says
that's not right

'ok.I guess we'll have to kill your wife .. Eli! bring me the axe !

Uh ..whatever you say Sir let me get the papyrus
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the longer they go on the more you sense them
them and not yourself.
the more senseless you get
 the more the powerful the facts
 comes through  you
 a certain way to write their story
and THIS one sure ain't theirs
be their example of the wrong kind
and
you discover their contempt is not just for you
 but for the world
you realize that even their judgments of you mean little to them
except to break you

you cannot judge someone  or something so worthless to you
except as fodder


 THEY know how you became what you became
you're a human test subject
since the day u were born they have ley you know let you know wanted you to know
they placed every fork in your road...evoked every thought in your head..
voice
vice
vortex
to head

to skull
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these people these Rulers who create myth..and the sentimental movies and stories
we hold dear

they laugh at us for crying on cue
laughing on cue

did the writer of the bible
the Old Testament laugh when they wrote of such an unforgiving Lord?
did those who wrote the bible laugh at us for forcing ourselves to "BE GOOD"
or   be turned into pillars of dust? or attacked by flying serpents?

these Babylonian screenwriters
were they asked to write something to force the "little people" to be pious
or invite such horror and restitution  in their minds and hearts for daring to shake a fist in the air "damn you oh Lord "
 can't you see I am starving and hungry
as so easily could that shake of a fist turn away from the Heavens to the Ruler
being pampered and not thirsty and hungry


Follow US
and take heed oh Little Man!
that these tests of obedience to the Clan
mean more !!!than your Lessor mind wishes to know
 nor could bare to understand!
                        what ...you want me to do  what? speak to a stone ? cut my kid in half ?write your damn story
                                        again!
                                          or it's  leprosy

                                                  and just like
                                      that I be leprosy-ed-
like some dude from the CIA or some wacko little Family Trust Research Group Front
has sprinkled leprosy into my air vent ?
DMT and PCP into my weed?
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strange these guys did some heavy testing with the occult
but not..
not really  scientifically
certain  stuff has to happen to you- damage wise
to cause you to think away from the common reality

deprivation of light sound stimuli
and in 3 days nearly every single person treated to such testing
 hallucinates

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 certainly something is up there
down here (?)
 and all around listening- beyond the phones ,cameras , search engines ,social media
and this New Way of  listening
brain to computer interface

awake awake
and come down
rise up
once more merry pranksters aliens and angels!
but be gentle with the Masters of men that  think nothing of their Lessors
they know not what they do

or at least they don't  care

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"A new low
in how I must graph with you Little Ginger Bread Boy!" Tru graphs

I might as well be teaching you at some lectern

"IF there were several tribes going this way and that
yes?"Tru Christie graphs

"yes" I graph back

"and one tribe for instance decided punishment for this dumbass raised to tell yarns was to cut off his ear"

"yes' I graph back , hoping this is not a math problem, as subtraction seems to be the theme.

'and the other tribe decides as punishment for the dumbass raised to tell yarns ONLY HIS TRIBE may CO AUTHOR to cut the dumbass's face off ..."

"yes"

"well certainly ONE of these tribes is more civilized than the other ..more forgiving ..a kinder and gentler tribe than the other ..Yes? Little Gingerbread Boy?..Now let me explain something to you about The Little Gingerbread Boy -some might say as soon as the Gingerbread Boy jumped off his cookie pan saying "FFFF*ck You " to his makers
his fate was sealed
and some tribes might say
no the Gingerbread Boy had free will
and a fun time of it running away from the cow ,the people etc..sowing his wild oats and all
he just didn't know when to stop is all

(a Christian point of view I reckon is the latter...I think but try to take back the think..there is something about my notion of an all forgiving loving G-d that infuriates my Mandlers which I don't understand
surely they must concede someone being psychotronically tortured by Slow Kill
and Voice of God tech
doesn't quite "reach" for some punishing God but
quite the antithesis ..)

"...now suppose someone put little chips in Ginger Bread Boy's head," Tru graphs ,ignoring my trespasses
"little chiparoonies to study how certain neural pathways formed
in  Little Gingerbread Boy's noggin
to discover how every time little G.B "yelled and thus thought "HA HA
you can't catch me "
he became more and more the type of assh*le
that even if he went home to his makers
he'd still have this look and bearing
of this prick who not only runs away from the very people who know what happens inevitably to
pieces of dough on the run
but also taunts these people
but still Gingerbread Boy's "folks" take the ingrate back
after all
Gingerbread Boy turned around and went home after his first bender
right
he might have lived an  ok life with his folks
become some kind of upstanding pastry
told the 'on the run' story at bars every now and than

now what if the Gingerbread Boy went  a bit further
running and taunting?
made it to the damn river ...
and said to himself
ok I had my kicks maybe I best go home
 ..just maybe ..
the wild child
 could adjust to  the Cabin in the Woods-lifestyle
but certainly not as much

obviously his neural pathways would be even less easy to deal with

as his attitude
 from these idiotic  displays of autonomy gave the little boy
a silly sense he wasn't stirred and cooked to be ONLY a certain way

how long was the Gingerbread Boy's life span after all..20 minutes?
but he didn't die quickly
he wasn't chomped up by the fox in one snap
the fox f*cked with the little assh*le
who thought he could just do anything he wanted

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I hate the little Gingerbread Boy's makers
because I know why they made him
they knew damn well the G.B. would run away
know why?
because in the Cabin in the Woods
they had this device that shot  little frequencies  into G.B. head that made him run wild and manic
 first around the Cabin
than out the door

everything outside the door was in fact set up for G.B . ahead of time
including the damn fox

to gage how Gingerbread Boy would respond to these provocateurs

just as this damn internet is set up as the damn BOOK OF NUMBERS

a census of who be RIGHT KIND
and who be WRONG KIND

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"These tribes you babble about Mandler!..one tribe some how more GOOD than the other cuz one cuts off JUST(?) an ear and the other a face...
well
time passes

and United Casing
is made between these tribe leaders! (it would not make sense if this were not so!) who ..well in the proceeding  thousands of   years
kinda '
had less and less need for their Lessors
they set it up that way see?
and wanted to seek a PHARO kind strange strange entertaining way to get rid of the brika brack

every tribe leader kinda lives the same
every leader is the same type now
same big nice car
same mansion
same hot wife
right?
One World has already long ago begun for these Pharos..

we're just not supposed to notice
but you want us to
you get off on it
like any criminal wanted to leave clues
leave stories

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