you begin explaining some things
.somethings....a guy's Mandlers can do..
yeah.and any bit of ...
"yes we see" goes out the window..
you start thinking your safer than you are.
you strt throwing away..your notes...your notebooks...and some story boards ..you made..to tell the story..
about what happened..
in a fictional way..
and start taking chances..
maybe you shouldn't have
getting too close to certain truths..
and you realize..
"hey..i 'm writin git more and more like it is....
cuz' I just don't care anymore.
what they do..
they've baited me hooked me...switched me my entire life...
my room...my bedroom ...when I was 2 ,3, years old was "wired"with silent sound devices..
they had to see what ..insinuation of "adult thoughts
with non vocalized "thought ..not words.." and get this..."feelings evoked by this system that used "hzs
and microwave based modulations
to incur sensory "play" upon parts of your amygdala and shit..
I found the papers..
my dad stored them in a time life book about insects'...this was in the days before computers were in people houses...and computers were being developed ...this wy that way and all ways..
(you think you would be "allowed to have a personal computer?) really ...until AFTER these wiseguys figured out every trick in the boo they could do with
a "real one"
who here is crazy man?
anyway
I find the papers ...on silent sound ...and "Child Crafting" yeah..child crafting...
in the time life book ...remember those?
to this day don't know if I was meant to....as everything MEANT something gin that house.
that Amityville horror ..Woodhouse..had more scalar waves rolling through it than a airport
scan jam
I left the house as soon as I could after finding those documents...those blue prints..
I had night terrors since I was little..
how the fuck would I..could I have known
I was supposed to..
that the damn house was literally set up.....to induce theses dreams
I remember my dad...coming into the room every night saying "I'm sorry .i'm sorry"
it never made any sense ...THE WAY he said "I'm sorry"
..than it did
in retrospect I'm like what did this guy do?
my Dad ..to be in a situation....that he had to "go along "with this -Program
...only after he died did I find out he was "a homo"
and back in the 60's
being in the service.
and being found "homo" meant something ..it doesn't now
it meant..
they had something on you...
it mean "you were marked"...and had to do stuff...
like what ?
have kids -of course..be set up in a"fake " marriage...and torture your kids...for King and Kuntry brotha'
what else?man
(2)
cuz' grant it..some of this shit they can do when they got your dendrites in a' bind
are wilder
than the wild blue wonder.
these same folks who can somehow understand "The Matrix"
or what ...what's it called..the holodeck is ..in star trek
these same folks ....who can somehow wrap their minds around "the future of gaming"
and that virtual reality...real virtual reality..
based on your own reality (the thoughts ,based on experiences ,real or imagined...in one's noggin)
vs.
or with (when one considers fucking for instance) another's "world view/=..
of how one perceives..
requires...mind reading..first and foremost.
I don't know about ...much but I know damn well..
we're a hell of a lot closer ...I mean further along ....in this regard than any shmuck who left the NSA
NASA or some Nashville Signal Corp.
is sorta' allowed to bramble about in some blog..
the only people in fact who may write freely about
how far we have come ...are the one's made into Human Lab Rats to test this shit.
ONLY because ...the shit they can pull once you've been 'in the program" for long enough
once they really .really got to know you in a way ...people really aren't meant to be known..
(mind reading includes fantasies,,,memories..feelings...regrets..panic.rage...joy, lust...)
is so far out...
..there are threats ...not to go too far...explaining it..
but ...the truth is...after a while...after a too many years ...you want to go to far.
you want these motherfuckers to blow your head off.
and we ain't talking Scanners.
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.somethings....a guy's Mandlers can do..
"yes we see" goes out the window..
you start thinking your safer than you are.
you strt throwing away..your notes...your notebooks...and some story boards ..you made..to tell the story..
about what happened..
in a fictional way..
and start taking chances..
maybe you shouldn't have
getting too close to certain truths..
and you realize..
"hey..i 'm writin git more and more like it is....
cuz' I just don't care anymore.
what they do..
they've baited me hooked me...switched me my entire life...
my room...my bedroom ...when I was 2 ,3, years old was "wired"with silent sound devices..
they had to see what ..insinuation of "adult thoughts
with non vocalized "thought ..not words.." and get this..."feelings evoked by this system that used "hzs
and microwave based modulations
to incur sensory "play" upon parts of your amygdala and shit..
I found the papers..
my dad stored them in a time life book about insects'...this was in the days before computers were in people houses...and computers were being developed ...this wy that way and all ways..
(you think you would be "allowed to have a personal computer?) really ...until AFTER these wiseguys figured out every trick in the boo they could do with
a "real one"
who here is crazy man?
anyway
I find the papers ...on silent sound ...and "Child Crafting" yeah..child crafting...
in the time life book ...remember those?
to this day don't know if I was meant to....as everything MEANT something gin that house.
that Amityville horror ..Woodhouse..had more scalar waves rolling through it than a airport
scan jam
I left the house as soon as I could after finding those documents...those blue prints..
I had night terrors since I was little..
how the fuck would I..could I have known
I was supposed to..
that the damn house was literally set up.....to induce theses dreams
I remember my dad...coming into the room every night saying "I'm sorry .i'm sorry"
it never made any sense ...THE WAY he said "I'm sorry"
..than it did
in retrospect I'm like what did this guy do?
my Dad ..to be in a situation....that he had to "go along "with this -Program
...only after he died did I find out he was "a homo"
and back in the 60's
being in the service.
and being found "homo" meant something ..it doesn't now
it meant..
they had something on you...
it mean "you were marked"...and had to do stuff...
like what ?
have kids -of course..be set up in a"fake " marriage...and torture your kids...for King and Kuntry brotha'
what else?man
(2)
cuz' grant it..some of this shit they can do when they got your dendrites in a' bind
are wilder
than the wild blue wonder.
these same folks who can somehow understand "The Matrix"
or what ...what's it called..the holodeck is ..in star trek
these same folks ....who can somehow wrap their minds around "the future of gaming"
and that virtual reality...real virtual reality..
based on your own reality (the thoughts ,based on experiences ,real or imagined...in one's noggin)
vs.
or with (when one considers fucking for instance) another's "world view/=..
of how one perceives..
requires...mind reading..first and foremost.
I don't know about ...much but I know damn well..
we're a hell of a lot closer ...I mean further along ....in this regard than any shmuck who left the NSA
NASA or some Nashville Signal Corp.
is sorta' allowed to bramble about in some blog..
the only people in fact who may write freely about
how far we have come ...are the one's made into Human Lab Rats to test this shit.
ONLY because ...the shit they can pull once you've been 'in the program" for long enough
once they really .really got to know you in a way ...people really aren't meant to be known..
(mind reading includes fantasies,,,memories..feelings...regrets..panic.rage...joy, lust...)
is so far out...
..there are threats ...not to go too far...explaining it..
but ...the truth is...after a while...after a too many years ...you want to go to far.
you want these motherfuckers to blow your head off.
and we ain't talking Scanners.
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