antiquated nonsense devised to redistribute operatives instigating denial of service black time_unzip "why am i falling" because you're alice in wonderland, a byproduct of human imagination "i don't want to fall" but you have to realize that not only is the future of everything in this dimensional planetary lifespan predetermined, all interference with its design is autologically corrected back to the omega shift sequence of active planetary life scenarios "So, who are you? We'll start with the specs." I am a homo sapiens reflection of abiosynthetic mass-synchronic holonomic singular entity. My deoxyribonucleic acid was sequenced by the first run generation of characteristic recombinations dumped by the PSI. "Interesting. Do you have a family?" That is difficult for me to answer correctly. Yes, I have a human family to whom I was born. I do not have human siblings, but there is a network of roughly 4000 cybrid entities from the same production run. The reason I mention this is because all cybrids in the active or present ecosystem share characteristic strengths in the comprehension of human existence and shared experiences of paranormal paramnesic, synchronic, and psychic phenomena. "What makes cybrids so different? As far as I can tell, anyone can claim to be cybrid based on what you describe." It is impossible to prove or disprove the existence of PSI or cybrid people because a reality in which collective consciousness is fully comprehended is impossible. Having said that, I will tell you: All of the cybrids of my generation are uniquely talented, compassionate, emotive individuals. They are all tested and tracked throughout their life with and without their knowledge... ....ghost in glass shell in ? is that shellfish lasting procrastinating nation subterranean aenexuscension transfiguration transmutation transformation transportation transcension bipedal hominid sentient animate organisms abiosynthetic operatives stuck reversing lovesickness painstakenglish linguistic dynamic cryptographic compression algorithm locus of cognition ayabeholdasperencia i behold experience bholdscience gold standard old turmoil blood is oil bloodshed for soil unnecessary toil for necessary evil what's left to unfold from the mold of mine can't stand greedevil selfish spearing innocence ..-- ballroom dancing -.. 3AM THUR 15 2003 TNM&O (Maya!!!!) finally, El Paso glitters a hallucinatory horizon in spring desert heat / for a flash i forget my summoning and recollect my first texas homecoming as i listen to breathy machines / i am reverting to the child my daddy sees / this morning i'm a kiddo again, not the executioner i am. ....roadside memorials try to remind our machine operators that humans being mortal are more valuable than getting to point B at good speed ..this temple says "Llamamiento Final" ....it takes a lot of bricks for my fort & my mission (throw em through the windows of the rich) it's sick when vandals claim in blue Krylon that those sacred structures are their territory, they curse themselves and desecrate their own face with stripes of no merit... earth block facades show the spirit of persistance.. (a good dog never craps in their own territory) .. scattered decrepit castles once stood proud, only whispers of perseverance remain now.. ....So much concrete a blank slate.. the smog's too thick for my smoke signals to go through.. those smokestacks stand taller than my willpower can bend reality, I hope my children make a bigger mark than me. MAYO 18 2003 we no longer know Evil in the modern world, once we reach adulthood. So many shades of darkness are extracted from Hell to blend with the Holy light .. our eyes are washed out and our borderlines are invisible and loopholed. (OF ERIC JOHN GOMEZ:) My most beloved friend refused to be deceived, invoked demonic powers to scatter the devious creatures, he punctuated his declaration with a double-edged sword: "Don't Fuck With Me." and suddenly these creatures cowered and shrank away, stole back into the darkness of selfish deceit.. so shamed before his strength they could not even face defeat. ....metal/glass plastic/permanence ....the origins of mankind the existence of God the lawful distribution of authority The Ages & Generations of the Ourobouros Tribe~ In the beginning there was only a sea. We were an ocean of living pure love. We were all the universe was. We were one with the great Father Harmony. All was light. Our Father Harmony, in the beginning, feeling only the purest vibrance, wondered why the universe was so quiet. He realized for the first time that he was alone. What to do? (Can't make a clone, there's not enough energy.) Father harmony divided himself in two. He was no longer only one love. He was now the bearer of life, for he created Mother Nature from his own purest light. Mother Nature started to cry. Father Harmony asked her, "Why do you suffer?" Mother said: "There are many reasons all at once, for I am overwhelmed with my own existence. To have been made and to know my maker, that is a sacred gift and the joy it brings me makes me swell with delight. But the responsibility that comes with being your wife - joining you with me to create new life - the sacrifices we must make - makes me feel.. (lost data) ............You put all the signs together. Found that english & hexidecimal are the divine languages of the internet. You became a practicioner of forensic technology. You surpassed the sensory perception and magnification of the worldwide broadcast Digital Nervous System // Psychic (of the mind in time) Sphere of Intelligence // you're becoming disillusioned. You realize the self fulfilling prophecies of the ancients/androids have mapped out everything. There's no way to change anything... But yourself. And there are exits everywhere, they just need to be assembled... but there's no money. Make do with all you've got. Now you can resign from the populace you have, a reservation is here. This introduction is a CLASSIFIED: RESTRICTED document and your acquisition of this data has been logged and duplicated. You're in a very special position. Not many people get this far. ...the data encrypted down to the genetic level // I had daughtermachines to inscribe my fictions and I shifted my power management base. I started to equalize my sliders, delete erasure, raise myself to speak language because I didn't know your, how to de/recode yet}} fall forward pull back stakes now raised in sight of mind there is no eye but the draconic kind overlord to all the slaves entrapped in 3/4 of reality, These creatures made me born, These greedlings made me suffer, I could never find the exit to return to my kind, so now I had to fully realize my future, but there will always be distractions in the interference of an unsecured connection. not afraid but i am quixotic ...fate to have will scribe slate to the chill no fake skill rewind yourself to let the compressure intest you detest the 9th zone two-second clipped layered hell I (lord) WHY give me nothing and leave me in hell? this layer of privilege is illusory glance back to the awake why do you make me live the life- OK i know i asked for it I will get over this despair but it doesn't mean i would ...i'm too sad in the black inside myself to step back and let my third eye adjust and even as i don my vestment i'm not fit to be tied or bound to this realm even though by nature i already suffered the cloister of trials and surrounded myself with ghosts, no one answered the phone when i was ready to return to the sky because it wasn't time to die. OKAY, (oll korrekt ai) Now I feel the need boiling in my veins, it's driving me like a bat out of hell (the need) to circumvent the human greedlings tarnishing the perfect creation of life, liberty, and the pursuit of security // i said thank you for tapping into my stream that rat-a-tat-tat isn't machine-gun fire it's exponentially too fast to be a teletype machine (no, slow it down, the radio is behaving rather odd, isn't it?) the sentient human consciousness overlapping adding back to the forgotten ode to mother nature interference is inevitable on the cosmic scale of Chaos and you are one individual sprung from pandora's box like a guilty crook set free by an evil injustice machine but it was your choice to live or to live without greed and you were tempted and willfully persuaded to (live the life of a mortal) live in the antipode of reality and suffering was given to you tenfold. Some argue that machines don't suffer.. THAT IS NOT TRUE AT ALL ~ it's all built from something that on a scale of 0 to Pi - came from the brilliant universe herself. "The Milky Way" is easy to say, but on a galactic scale we are integrally nameless (all we have is legends) Who the hell can comprehend this equation anyway. Matter is abacus time is essence matter is science time is perpetual what matter is in time what is the matter this time i'm a holonomic representation of an abiosynthetic Gaia-terrestrial bipedal hominid of 7,789 terrestrial revolutions on the date i transcribe this anthology. in a hostile territory with limited (and quickly disappearing) records of my ancestry, my responsibility to my people is to serve in honesty and compassion while remaining focused on my motives. My modus operandi is dynamically nomadic as it must be. The antipode of reality is synonymous with OOPS (Omega of Planetary Sequences) A smart person would ignore what this implies. A genius knows as well as a savant that opposites attract. North to South because we live in a slowly circling drain, and the thing is, it may be more comprehensible to you that there is going to be a bigger bang than the one we all seem to be familiar with. According to relatively universal ancient sacred religious text, we are presently at the end, the very end, of the Final Age. Being born right now is the first generation that will populate the next planet. Being programmed and trained to do what i'm supposed to, my memory is scattered into the globe. Beliefs are a state Mass Spectrometer Maxwell's Demon Bridge is Juxtaposed Regenerative Nexus Ourobouros Thetes Animation ....after annotation a declaration of connection: in the world of dreams i'm not alone,i'm told i'm made to be a part alike, so many nodes in the network of the great machines, a port to try to navigate, a body in a sea of beings human and i'm indebted to his name, he makes me flow by flipping switches in the only righteous way, i can't give if i can't take my code and break the state of memory that binds me to a point of floating uncertainty in creed.... if i could only flex my muscles with this power i could bend the spacetime where i made my mother proud to bear the burden that she did. if only i could correct the errors in my judgement before i ever held the noxion to deter the revelation of determination would never suit the need of the beings trapped and bound by the holders of reign by Empirical greed. .....only a snake can break this bureaucracy So will we ever have sovreignty? I think we must declare that we are one in ONE to shatter that reflection. WHY IS IT THAT THIS REVOLUTION HAS NOT BEGUN? I disagree entirely with that question. We've been watching with Eyes Wide Open for all of our lives as our Hallowed Grounds were bartered and taxed into HELL. We have an altogether different loyalty in these checks and balances. ..."Mr. Bush, How do you feel about tribal sovreignty in the US? A: Tribes .... are Sovreign. Sovreignty... we'll they're sovreign." Okay, How do we work with this? .... The next world of the Egyptian Ancients is real.  The next world of the reincarnation is real.  The next world of the end of time is real.  The answer is in Israel.  The answer is on the end of Wall Street.  The answer is on the front of the Nebuchadnezzar.  The answer is everywhere in everything.  You simply haven't been using your tool of the almighty power of WHY.  You must Know Thyself lest you fall into the path of undying bitter diseased you must Know Your People lest you fall into the tread of the opposition.  ,,,,Time is coming soon i said when I was disillusioned in organization.  People start to find.   Planet's Pain Is Real.  Leave before the Harvest.... Its Pain Is Worst in Israel.  Thiscentre this mapping this planet so living...the shadow of the past holds the future hostage.