she had seen Jack smile when she told him something was wrong.

Darlene described to her Dr
 that her eyes

"were funny"

"funny how ," the Dr. asked,distracted,literally looking at his watch,she was "one of the girls" who came "in the van"
from the shelter...
shelter 'girls"(as they were called around town,
never mind
that 'the girls ranged in age from 19 to 58)
often got
'shelter diseases"...
fungal,strep oe dermatalogical infections that "got around"  especially in an ill maintained,un hygienic living situation

a "Living Situation" is what Darlene called it
not a Home
not a shelter
as she had always thought of shelter as something comfortable.clean.and nice


The Doctor picked up a smallflash light and brought it close to her face.
"what do you mean by your eyes are acting funny exactly?,"he said shining the light ,asking her to not blink
she shouldn't have said anything..
she didn't care for this new Dr
nor for much of anything that had come her way
since jack split her lip in  half and she had to move to the shelter...
she didn't fit in there.she did not adapt

she had once believed was adaptation and flux were her best attributes
but she was not the
same
"she was not Darlene," she heard a voice,not quite her own ,mock...she had begun thinking in 3rd person.Referring and gaging her actions from a distance
Like a mean set of high school queen bees
at a lunch table
speaking just loud and softly enough so she could hear...but not be entirely sure
"she was not Darlene,; she heard again herself ?
thinking.
simultaneously the Dr. asked if Pink Eye was going around the shelter.again.
"she was not Darlene .."she heard ,but a pitch higher..
The Dr. asked her again what she meant about her eyes,asking if she wore corrective lenses


The last time she remembered being Darlenet was a half a year ago
having drinks with Jack...

Jack had been so sweet...she was so relieved ,she could have sworn that Jack knew about Grant,a man she had been seeing..a man she decided to stop seeing
that night
for Jack had seemed to 'turn a page" she could not remember the last time he had seemed so attentive

the attentiveness changed
to something else though
in the weeks that followed

the attentiveness changed to 'study'
watching
as if he were waiting for something...

she could have sworn she had seen
Jack smile when she told  him something was wrong.
that her head felt all wrong...

that her thoughts  were someone else's
she confessed to jack she sometimes heard a voice.

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the other women looked down on her
for being from the better side of the tracks.
called her "prima donna"...
sometimes " whitey"
Hey "whitey rich girl! get outta the fucking shower ,you ain't back in the suburbs bitch..'

the Dr knew she was in a shelter for women
it was the same Dr who put the stitches in her lip.
the night Jack beat her and told her he knew about Grant
and told your
her "the Voices" were there because he had gone to a Psychic.who had agreed to put a curse on her...


the  Dr's office was dirty.
there was no mirror in the bathroom
as if
the dr suspected a mirror might make his patients "stay "or fix themselves up..
 or wash or something
 Jack had drained her bank account
sent pictures of her and Grant to her employer
who apologetically let her go
as he had 'been through " this with irate husband and
didn't need the hassle.
"and to be honest," her employer said after seeing these photos I don't know how to ,"think of you,perhaps it might be better if you began somewhere fresh..'

which might have happened
if she had a place to live
a car to drive .the car that was bashed and battered  to non functionality the night of the beating and warning,"oh  baby....that curse will grow stronger...they told me they use voodoo..and a voodoo doll.."

Jack said nothing about nano..
or bone conductive hear and occipital over rides*

Hearing Voices was not something one got used to
Poverty was not something one got used to

..nor being called, a white cunt who brushed her teeth too long
or a

white bitch..who thought she was better than us  Mexicans or Blacks...

she had never before thought she was better than anyone.
mexican ,black or otherwise..
"but now she did.,"said a voice not unlike her own,"how could she not"

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Darlene elaborated
described to her Dr
 that her eyes 
"were  acting funny,seeing things that weren't there



* much like bone conductive audio  used in Google Glass ) that bypasses the ears occiptial stimulation with EMF waves can excite and stimulate electrical signals in the brain that percieve imagery ,in this way "vision" can be sent to the “relay station” in the visual parvocellula and  magnocellular  pathways to cause ' a person to if not SEE,but visualize.

Because previous studies have shown that electrical stimulation of the visual cortex in blind people can elicit visual sensations because the structure of seeing is "in the mind's eye" bypasses the eye entirely - John Pezaris and R. Clay Reid

"the junk" of society

Tru Christie who had been Gary Rainy's second hand man for over a decade left the "Org" in the early 1990's .Tru believe Rainy had miscaivaged the movement and that Neuronautics had lost whatever 'edge' it once had as a potential "change agency"...

Gary Rainy had once all but promised Tru that eventually the allure of "The New Way"(a phrase coined by Tru Christie and NOT Gary Rainy) "crossover" to the general population to such an extent that "one of their own" would in no time be in a position to not just run for office but be elected.

The sheer amount of money accumulated by clever and substantial acquisitions of real estate had also put "The New Way" positron to also accumulate those that dwelled in such real "estates' and more so other "Houses" ...

But

As Gary aged.

A rather sickening new liberalism had all but possessed the once fierce Leader

And Tru Christie decided

To leave Neuronautics and begin his own....

"New Way"...

Desperate to separate himself from the "softness and stagnant "I'm OK, You’re OK" theme-amtics the once tough and potent "religion" previous was

Tru began writing a series of articles against both Rainy and the "org"

Stating that’ Gary Rainywas.

And always

has-been'----

."....a meglomaniac,nut job who was mentally ill...

The man bragged and did not hide this fact," Tru wrote,” further proof of his madness. Gary wrote 4 books about his hallucinated meeting with an "Entity" who he claimed both could read and enter his mind and how this supposed "Entity" had given him private information about "How to"incorperate some magical technology thousands of light light-years ahead of "our" time .He called the supernatural technology "The Dots"

magical implants the Entity proclaimed ONLY the Great Mr. Rainy himself could or should have access to...

Gary Rainy knew the same people I did,dated the same women I did, met the same scientists that I did, it was a pretty incestuous commune we had going ...everyone was either stoned ,speeding or tripping on something...so much so that even the scientists who mainly joined Neuronautics to get laid believed to some extent that "The Dots” or the nano particle bio sensors that THEY THEMSELVES had told him were being worked upon and considered "lent" to him for private 'testing" were indeed Heaven sent ,"Tru stated in writing and several radio broadcasts .

Gary Rainy sued Tru Christie who in rebuttal sued Rainy..

The suits* went nowhere.

As "The suits. or the men in blue and black suits” were ALSO up in "The New Way" of Seeing

Hearing

And Communicating...

Many of THEM

also weary of Gary's liberalism evident in the 5th edition of "Inway to the Enway" which reclassified HOMOSEXUALS, the MENTALLY ILL and other degenerates he once deemed UNRESOLVABLE

as RESOLVABLE

Tru Christie was appalled

at the rewriting of ideas and Scales of Being

Gary once claimed were irrevocable

and wrote his own book

which all but brought about The New Movement based on what Tru Christie called ."good old boy.old fashioned California Eugenics.

Perhaps not surprisingly

the book, entitled "Introduction to Trugenics" outsold the 5th printing of "Inway" 8 to 1

as Tru Christie said in his foreward,'The Times Were A Changin'



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*there is a reason that Psychotronic Human testing is practiced on "the junk" of society(mental patients,drug addicts,prisoners,prostitutes,vagrants) as this segment of the population has demonstrated through their actions that THEY DO NOT KNOW HOW TO THINK and therefore "act"

in a way that does not INVITE

RESTRAIN-MENT

DETAINMENT and/or

RESTORATION

worse is the segment of the population of "this type" who has managed to escape detection of their THOUGHT PROCESS

now ,however

even the most primitive "Mind Detection" devices

can recognize (without imbeds or inserts) through both pupil measurement and "Countenance Compare-atory Analysis

a gage of abnormal or anti social NEURAL INTENT**

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John Norseen,neuroscientist"if this research pans out you can begin to manipulate what someone is thinking even before the person knows it,,the ethics don't concern me but they should concern someone else"

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ex-member of ***** Psychotronic and Neurotronic Augment division,****"In the case of this type of testing as with the testing of pharmaceutical agents in the 50's 60's and 70's a scientist or "co-operative' who -does not THINK like a "Mad Scientist is a Bad Scientist"...

 

**Cheryl welsh,Exective Director --mindjustice.org

"so into you"

.Brain–computer interface - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Brain–computer interface

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

A brain–computer interface (BCI), often called a mind-machine interface (MMI), or sometimes called a direct neural interface (DNI), synthetic telepathy interface (STI) or a brain–machine interface (BMI), is a direct communication pathway between the brain and an external device. BCIs are often directed at assisting, augmenting, or repairing human cognitive or sensory-motor functions.

Research on BCIs began in the 1970s at the University of California Los Angeles (UCLA) under a grant from the National Science Foundation,

תעתועי אביחיל

"One has to make a leap when researching the disclosed documentation of scientific information a layman seeks concerning nearly all advancements ,especially ,in the fields of Physics,Biology and Computing as these fields of study in particular receive nearly 80% of their funding from agencies and committees with jurisdiction to "hold back" exploratory discovery as these research areas have rather obvious applications in the military theater.An example of this is rather curiously found in the withholding of documents (to this day) of Human Testing data(mainly physiological and psychological) acquired in the late 1940's from both Japanese and German 'work and detainment" camps.Another example of "hold back"concerns the purposeful shredding of all coercive mind manipulation data (mainly pharmaceutical,electronic and Neuro- tronic) by the United States and England ( Project Artichoke,Project Mirage,Project Blue bird(MK Ultra) in the mid 1970's.At first it seemed much of these documents were destroyed to avoid national .embarrassment but it now comes to light that this data was segued into new testing that had already begun in the Industry of Psychotronics.It concerns me my findings and dialog with academics and ex-civil servants within these fields suggest a 20 to 25 year "gap" in the public's knowledge of just how far the scientific community has come concerning Brain Computer Interface,Artificial Intelligence ,Virtual Reality and all means of Mind Augment ,Mind Encoding and Undetectable Transmissions.." - תעתועי אביחיל..Tel Aviv University

the need for heed/do you believe in "magic"

em·pa·thy

ˈempəTHē/

noun

noun: empathy

1. 1.

   the ability to understand and share the feelings of another.

 there becomes a desire to be understood...
for others
to see and hear as was put upon you..
an odd conversation..(ne ook as mean spirited)
as i "wished' upon him 4 or 5 minutes
of both OPEN MINDED technolgy
(mind reading or what is called Synthetic telepathy)
AND
an Example of Immersive Reality audtory and visual over -ride..

I am simply fed up
explaining the workings of it
which he percieves as organic in nature...

as much as I write of older methodoligies involving bio sensors (cips ,nano particles)
much work has been done that there is no need
to practice "the art" of temporal overlay
with no introduction of any "insertive device whatsoever..

Liam went ballistic.
as if I were putting or imploring "the false heavens "
to put a spell on him

as he "knows" I am in some type of contact with Something (being Psychotic,Psychic or Tecnological all such things) that may in fact grant me
(or him)
a minor ,limited (4 minutes,,I interfaced ..and ONLY of the more pleasant aspects of Direct neural interface)
he looked at me as if I were demonic...a witch...a "mentor"

but one who has been "given" the extra sensory perceps..
needs
one finds
to be understood..
I explain
there was a reason
Frankenstein
NEEDED
The Bride of Frankenstein

and not just other Targeted Individuals one "meets" online

he asked me to leave at once
as if I were
a Witch
 or a being
from

The New Way

Baby's got her Blue Beam's on/aIN'T NOTHIN" LIKE THE real thing בּת קול

the nice woman in reception
asked me to read a pamphlet
and fill out a form.
another nice lady brought me a coffee...and asked if i had any questions.

i said no...
a friend of mine had used Proxy Cyber 's services
and recommended
that I come there

after a few minutes
i was brought back to another office
a man in a loosened tie asked me
who "the Dots' were for..

i said 'the Dots' were for my wife

i said Darlene was
stepping out-
he said I needn't say anymore

and handed me a small clear vial .

"just put some in her drink...can you do that, by that I mean are you still in the same house,on speaking terms and all that?'He asked,"if not,if there is any difficulty concerning proximity we can hire someone.."

i told him Darlene was not aware of my knowing what I did about her disloyalty and that proximal drinking
and slipping something
in her drink should and would not be a problem

I began writing out a check while the man prattled on,I just wanted to begin
I was in no mood to listen to technicalities but on he went-

"goes without saying you do not tell anybody that you are apping your wife's mind for an "intervention", mind reading and mind modulation with nano chips is still "sort of" a grey area in the lawbooks..
.it will take 5 to 6 days for the "apps" to cross the blood brain barrier,"the man in the loosened tie said ,studying my check ," and another 2 weeks for an Encoder to interpret your wife's transmitted brainwaves into sentences...at that point you or someone on our 'team" can begin 'speaking ' to her based on her recorded and realtime thoughts
or if you'd like...

you can go "mind to mind" with her although i wouldn't recommend it,"he said placing the check and my form in his desk,"very confusing...and some say quite disturbing..

"the fun part,"the man said,

" is that your wife

won't know what's going on*...

we even have machinery that can make another's Imparted interface

'sound' like her own thinking style..

.... all we have to know,"He said standing and smiling ,"is if you want to drive your wife back to you or just drive her crazy..'

"the later..."I said ,standing and shaking his hand

*Serge Monast (1945 – December 5, 1996) was a French –Candian essayist and whistleblower.

He is known to English-speaking readers mainly for attempting to expose  Project Blue Beam .

In the early 1990s, he started writing on the theme of “a group and set of organizations,corperations (including the Entertainment Industry)  who had over the years (using front groups ,cults and  trickle down sub-organizations )investing trillions of dollars in “hidden; technology that’s main goal was deception through Sound and Vision   to create a “Spectacular Happening”(an aleins invasion,The Second Coming) with technology of the “Holographic and Psychotronic  Kind” to mesmerize the world into believing a genuine and not synthesized rapture was occuring...

He died of a heart attack in his home in December 1996, at age 51, the day after being arrested and spending a night in jail.His followers(many of the scientists duped into the alleged project as a means of “crowd control”  claim his death was suspicious, suggesting he was assassinated by " the  very psychotronic weapons" these physisits ,scientists and “change makers had created),to keep from continuing his investigations

"UNSOLVABLES love the dark they hate the day ",Macy says
I am sitting
on a stage
behind me is a huge screen
various pages of things i have written and drawn are projected on it

there is another screen which has my other thoughts
my interneural thoughts.
sometimes the 2 are shown at once

"this man was given a task.write freely his thoughts on his parents ,his friends and situation,he was offered a sum of 135,00 dollars to write a memoir and be a parent of the Proxy process.it was up to him which was he wanted to go.he was given several popular memoirs,some cruel some kind in their depictions<"Evan shouted into the audience

.I was smiling,I was in my suit,the suit I got that i wore alot since my Reduction.I think in smaller portion.some of my old thoughts and the questions my Mentors asked went thru my mind but i didnt understand them.

i was in a room .i was in trouble.did i kill someone ,did i hurt someone.



"this man was given a task.write freely his thoughts on his parents ,his friends and situation,he was offered a sum of 135,00 dollars to write a memoir and be a student  of The Process.it was up to him which way he wanted to go.Are The Powers That be.Is the World .Is The New Tecnology .Good or Bad?

A Bad man

writes and sees Progress

A Bad Way," Macy said

He kept writing and writing
(he kept writing,

he kept going,I hear her say

I Have been dimmed

for the presentation

tranquilized not with bills but a 5.2 Hz "wave

to my amydegela...

it's safer

less addictive

Cleaner

"when do i get a snack"
i hear the audience laughing
i laugh too.
i look at macy who points to the screen
when do i get a snack it says in big letters

"Snacks.so he wants snacks,"Macy says shrugging smiling".nothing wrong with snacks,,"she pauses and becomes serious..ok so the old brown mare she ain't what she used to be ,'she comes up behind me and puts her hands on me " Nothing wrong with snacks and smiles and a little dum de dum is a little better than .in a year or so he will moved to a better apartment and might be able to care for a pet"

Paintings and drawings and things i wrote are projected behind me
Evan takes the stage.
"i monitored much of ****'s  PROCESS
"Usually Internals transcripts are kept utterly private ,don't you worry he said,this is a one time deal,"

I am smiling,I turn around to see if my thoughts are on the screen
i dont know if i gave anyone permission,but there is nothing on the screen but angry paintings and words and words
Believe me i know all too well how UNSOLVABLES think

Gary Rainy believed that one man's bad thoughts wipes away the actions and thoughts of 100,000 good men and believed they should be removed from societys
pictures of my destroyed apartment  in Sherman oaks CA

flickered on the screen
and next a broken window


Evan's Interneural "stories" made me get very mad sometimes



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I went back to some of gary rainy's True Sci-Fi Guides for young boys
he predicted "the dots" in 1965

The control tones recorded on the film's optical or magnetic track triggered one of Two tones of 25 Hz or 35 Hz that bypassed the "enhanced" tv viewers temporal lobe...the silent frequencies were a form of "low -fi remote neural monitoring .
.possible now
for the " control group" who had drank the potable nano particles and bio sensors
placed in select batches of Compo Cola


Parasol Pictures a subsidiary of Compo had co- sponsored the trial run of Associative /Referential TV Response
that called for a" mild" Brain Computer Interface
BCI was the latest thing
but for all intensive purposes did not exist at all

Valerie Prentis asked for the utmost discretion for the "experience"
as she feared Intraneural TV
would be perceived by the public ," as too Invasive..or something or other"
she spoke privately and scornfully of Luddite thinking toward advanced Technologies," especially amongst those "Jewie" types who could not or would not '"get over their "thang" that someone or something was always "up to something"
Valerie spoke about "hippies and those PBS types against Evolutionary Progressiveness...ruining just RUINING everything For Everybody....
But the project went forward nonetheless thanks in part to a generous grant from both the beverage company and The Gary P. Rainy TruGenics Corperation for Human Betterment...

the TVs were of a generic brand
bought mainly in the neighborhoods who drank Compo cola to begin with...
a small manipulation of pulse code through the cables in and around the 30 block radius
altered the Tvs suitably to be essentially mirrors of both the Moods and Modes of the persons viewing the sets
these two tones responded "in kind" to the viewer's facial Reactives and the bio sensors that had survived the ardent trip past the consumer/tester's blood brain barrier.., the main soundtrack could be increased in 8 decibel increments to create a more Immersive Response to the programming Some viewers and consumers brought even more to the market study as their Compo Cola contained not only bio sensors for survey but nano particles that could convey a virtual 5 sense dendrite /synapse over ride

It was selective television

that read the pupils

and neural reactions to one of 57 thought styles programmed into

the New Direct intraneural Program

being introduced by Parasol Pictures

discretely

as the feedback was

mainly for marketing and or

spotting

anyone who reacted to various associations and cues

in a manner too far off

the

Gary Rainy Neuronautic Scale of Normalcy

"you are an infant

 in The Process
it's a beginning.
it's no big thing
certainly not something to waste hours typing and writing about
the only people who may understand a word of this know everything about this
"everyone has "things"
it's just how we go about letting the snow shake off our shoes when we go inside
do you shake them wildly and get ice and water over everything and everyone.
you don't want to get the snow in the next room,"Valerie says

"does everyone talk like a fruitcake when "they're finished"I ask

"the way you're going I don't think you'll ever know"she said nor ever
be
finshed

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"harsh
living
is what
makes a man
what.....a man is supposed to be..Evan has Imparted...

... people should be taught by their "Bettors "and open up their hearts and minds completely with or without Open Mind and Impart technologies

without the "Old Way" residue that
makes one want to scream to a "higher god"a supposed "true god" above the "grid" above one's "mentors"
like any "Lessor" might,"Evan Imparts,
"and I suppose must..but tell me WHAT has this REAL GOD done for you lately.has he saved you from "us"?We who take real time and effort to change you..while you cower and cry
"oh god help oh god help..:
Think about it Dumbo how it might feel to be a mentor hearing this..over and over ..as if we were The Bad Guys as if you were being hurt by The New Way ...
What a betryal and what an indictment of The Process..this childish ,cowering begging to an entity thaT NEITHER yOU NOR wE KNOW EXISTS..
OR cARES?"

They hear my prayers .
They hear my wishes for intervention from another Force
that is neither "man made" or so severe in it's Lessons
of How "to be" if one is to continue "being" at all
The New Way is all Knowing
and as artificial in it's intelligence as it might be
as we go on and as THEY collect more "styles of thinking"
"Voice of God" technology becomes as organic
as
The Real Thing

Voice of God Perception Augmentation and Over-ride Technology - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

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בּת קול

Evan Rainy told me that if i want
i might go to the next level of consciousness
i must know The Truth
and most of all

must stop callin gthe things in my body apps or nano particles

and if i keep telling every one around town about what happened in califronia with the strange people who "took me under their wing"
I will be in big trouble with forces
beyond my comprehension

these things they put in me nobody wants to here about
anyway
and i had better shut up


that
where i came up with this notion of Nano particles is beyond him

I graphed that some guy told me in LA,and lots of people told me..
i graphed i had to look it up online..

and than i came across all this stuff ..about direct neural inter face and all the universities testing it on non person type..and people in prisons

it's misinformation evan said

and if you keep talking about nano
or nano particles
or human experiments

well
i can get locked up
or worse..

what's inside of you is Raindrops
and to have raindrops inside you
is a gift

Evan Graphs says Gary Rainy was known to have special way of thinking that allowed him to
cross into other realities
at a drop of a hat ,while sittin in an easy chair
Gary Rainy could travel through time and space

on one of his many journeys
out side his physical shell
he found himself transplanted to a civilization somewhat like our own
trillions of light years away on a different astral plane
a leader of this planet gave Gary Rainy a telepathic graph the leader of this advanced planet
the secret of How To Be

he also gave Gary rainy
a small wooden box containing what the ruler called"Raindrops"

the ENTITY said these little teeny tiny inserts
could enter another's blood stream
and could save the world and that gary rainy could share the supreme knowledge of how to be and act
with the tiny inserts
The Raindrops ,
that allow you to see and hear things nobody else can
and also engage telepathically with entities from another world

you are not some human experiment Dumbo
but in genuine communion with forces beyond man's comprehension
and these entities you are messing with are getting very angry that you are sharing sacred knowledge of other worlds dumbo

"you think it's odd that people have and had kids for reasons dummy!

that's why people had kids
"In The Beginning"

so the kids could tend the farm.EVAN BOOMS through my temporal lobe

"not this lovey dovey horseshit about "
our baby will change the world ,
be another wonder in this great "brotherhood of man "
this kid ,who turns 18 and main goal is getting at least 500 miles away from the family unit

,

Neuronautics and Dome Industries didn't have kids based on these false sentiments

but science

and you ain't the only flame in town

there are hundreds of New Way babies

who else were we gonna try this stuff out on?*
so ,cool it with the fact you just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time
everything

happened

for

a reason
.in a way the chidren of Gary Rainy were made for the apps not the other way around

* Beyond directed sound, it’s long been known that microwaves at certain frequencies can produce an auditory effect that sounds like it’s coming from within someone’s head

to know in advance our CAUSALITES and STIMULI
of course everything was recorded when we were growing up

"why you think you' are so hyper sensative,high strung
it's a side effect of" the sense of being watched.recorded,captured"
besides
we were raised on scripts
,it was done only for this to be done decades later

not this story again not this story again not this story again not this story again any story but this I graph

Who says it's a story .

how were they supposed to know you'd go all Hardy Boys with the " How and whatsit of it all"

they assumed they could just toss you into a mental hospital

the times were different when they thought all this up

but I ask you Dumbo,is this piecing together

working for you
or quite the opposite
the point was Tommy Walker
not Tommy TALKER scumbag!

a better man
would be understanding the whys and wherefores concerning the severity of some what you call "runthroughs"

you know the shit someone has no business,as in BIG BUSINESS writing about at all (he graphs a visual of Rock Hudson in the movie "Seconds",they use film like it's some kind of...)

the only reason we LET you write this is because

Dumbo Dumbass can't seem to really DO anything else
like get a real job

NO Dumbo prefers being indignant

like you're some fucking Judah Macabee Green Piece of shit suddenly

who WE KNOW

freaks out when we stop or threaten to take it away

"it's the threats of killing me
that are getting in the way" I graph,sorta turned on by Evan's intensity" ..the threats kinda take away the entrancement of it all Brotha"

they aren't threats

dumbo
cuz ya see
it will work either way

ya see...king of betrayl

king of Ruiners
if you just disappear or say get run over
or better yet we
blow your head off
or

something more DREAMY perhaps~~~~~~

----words appear on the wall across from me Miami Face Eating Attack Lasted 18 Agonizing Minutes
they begin graphing a picutre of the victim but thankfully stop

why couldn't you just have thought of us as angels Dumbo!

why you have to be so god damn inquisitive you make me do this

Read more: http://seattle.cbslocal.com/2012/08/25/scientists-successfully-hack-brain-to-obtain-private-data/

i picture them sometimes in hammocks and sandals and skinny jeans all Riverside County easy going...

your mentors must be having a time of it Liam,my roommate texts
Liam always texts before he calls
it's something he does..
he also snaps in my face
like other people do
to literally 'snap me out of it"
i had a teacher in like elementary school who would do this or blow a whistle
literally in my ear

it's not like I was sitting at my desk spinning plates.round and round..
but pretty close

they didn't know what to do.
so
they

snapped finger or broke chalk  in front of his eyes
or boxed his ears

man
i hate thinking about my childhood especially when
THEY are listening
please do no think they commiserate
no
it is unmanly to think back
i have practiced
for their sake
rewriting my childhood
so that
when I "go there" all that i see and they see
is a faceless boy catching a football.
or a faceless boy kicking a soccer ball
into the goal

as much of my true experiences
in team sports had more to do with me ...
staring at airplanes flying above or playing with dandelions in the outfield
i hope that my simulations of He Man
antics and team winning saves impress them

mind Movies
of a childhood i never had
are bookended by
all matter of fiction
for their job is to
mine one's memories

for retribution
and because I myself do not like
sweeping up the dirt on my own rather miserable childhood.
I have managed to create an altogether
different set of memories
for the Mentors to Gaze upon and record

to do this i
start with the sense of smell
black pepper
is all we have.Black pepper and salt and butter. and a fire pit. a large black man named Jim and I  have moved to.
on a small island
on this island
we take on substitute parental figures.
a Husband and wife  ex-vaudeville team
who literally make us sing for our supper

we sleep in a tree house ..
and DMT seeps into our lungs as we sleep giving us both wonderful and  unnerving experiences all at the same time...
it is our job.
to learn to function
The New Way
 there is a strange buzz on the island..
from an abandoned castle with transmitters on the spires
for no reason
the antennae
pulse and ...
pounding out transmission after transmissions..the transmissions are hurting the trees

and the trees ,unable to cry
 compensate by
releasing magic and mayhem
both at once
Jim and I able to speak to each other without moving our lips..
we have no secrets
we cannot anymore.

 my mentors care  as much about my reminiscences (real and imagined)as they care about some rat upchucking  in a  maze
and that's what it's like remembering or thinking about my childhood.
like being in maze of misery
because the intrusion of the interface
makes me so self conscious at times
that all i remember is self conscious times.it cannot be corrected.
someone did soemthing wrong
probably me
to make "it" go this way


serves the mentors right
being brought back to Mrs Maulino's 3rd grade
green tiled ,stuffy ,crummy airless room...her perfume that smelled like yellow and ugly green colors and her face  which she would put right up to mind and sorta rub her face into mine when i was particularly distant..a crazy woman..who needed so much to have someone focused on her ..and her teachings to do this..why the fuck did she care if i was entirely "present" wasn't me who asked to be there.go to school be born etc.....
i wonder if she's dead.
than i wonder if the tiles have been changed in the room and how sad it is
i have a bad relationship with my parents
cause of distraction misunderstanding ...and shit.

Liam knows I am moody since the interfaces began
and more so since the occipital began ,like nonstop...

at first seeing all these overlays was cool as shit..but than i remember initially the auditory overlays were
like being with" Harvey",a dream date out of my league and some scientific genius all at the same time
than
it turned
the visuals
are turning too
...
but sometimes in spite
of the building bad will
things turn

but not that fast..

this isn't some professional company ...but a bunch of frat boy types
who most certainly are connected with agencies that would have a guy like me in them
even to sharpen pencils.
but i don't think these guys know what a pencil is .
being on headset 24 hours a day
i picture them sometimes in hammocks
and sandals and skinny jeans
all Riverside County easy going...
some dog inevitably named Blondie who they're allowed to take to work
as this kind of work
knows no boundaries
like no dogs allowed.

I reread the text....and get out of my own un- headset- ted reverie
(for my interface it's implant all the way...these guy's slipped me some "junk"
years ago...and than made it clear I knew.
it wasn't no "hearing voices or hallucinating" but "this new thing"that will be heaven or hell depending upon how much I can respect  both the Methodology and my Mentors who will be"trying" all sorts of things with me via transmissions....)
and the phone rings...
Liam says'"i read your post, arent you worried some one is taking your little stories and turning them into..finished pieces...i see more and more why they call you Dumbo.."

"fuck you ,: i say to Liam ,kindly ,"I told you that writing it online without worrying about copy write is .part of my demonstration' that with this equipment there is no Intellectual Property.."

".this is a world that runs on money...an...that if you used any sense and wrote ..oh I don't know in a traditional way...like this happens  first.than this.this character is introduced than does this.."

i try to listen but i see the leopard pattern of the bedspread over paid by the most amazing little African sculptures...like 10 of them perfectly using segments of the rather cheap design as chiaroscuro starting points of the overlay of ...

"write a screenplay...write a novella stop writing some very nice ,very interesting plot points online ,it's like when you were selling art for glasses of beer...you're a 44 year old man...act like one..not some little girl showing how she can do pirouettes for her visiting aunt and uncle.."

"dude,I'm doing something ,"I say,"I can't talk"

and i watch the entire bedspread filled up with little African faces and figures...anchored by the bedspread...
absolute art.
given for free,
that nobody else but me can see.

and fuckin Liam is talking about money