All movies in the future will end with people running from a building as it explodes. The building is their lives. I’m taking my work underground. I won’t let it fall into the WrongHands™ again. This technology will free the MindOfMan®. Not enslave it. Good, they’ll be here soon. Okay? Let’s go. (Randy Harrison performing maxillofacial surgery all week at the East Family Physician Valley.)
The sound of every phone in the world ringing in unison will be my birth cry. (Cheapest Cialis will be the definition of coerce upon your plant stamen.)
What do you have tethered to you? What will you and what will you do? WordPress tells me who you are, where you’ve been what you want. I tell you the rest. I’ve already made up your mind. You’re wasting my time with senseless ad impressions Lexus network. Timetable Ford Focus fact question Q&A mare stallion. I ground you up in Whole Foods. I objected to what they did to you. Did you do the same for me? Form me? (Bitchgame AssSynthesis™ Parade)
Most of my fantasies are of
Making someone else come
Most of my fantasies are of
To be of use
To be of some hard
Simple
Undeniable use
Proton beam at the ready, we will heal your cancer credit card debt with our universal machine. The liondance of our avatars snuggling underneath heavy blankets. It’s okay, you can use your credit card phone to pay me. Just squirt me your tunes. Why doesn’t anybody use piggy banks anymore?
A few days ago I dreamt that I was trying to use a friend’s cell phone to make a call. The operator came on and told me that I wasn’t biometrically approved to use that phone. They told me I wasn’t allowed to use the phone because I had failed a drug test which had been randomly administered through a urinal at the mall I had just visited and pissed in. But that’s impossible, I told them. I’d been taking the pills regularly which made the drugs I was taking completely ineffective.
Doesn’t matter. It was still against the law. It wasn’t one of those laws that was punishable by police or by prison time, but by the removal of technocratic usage privileges. Fuck, I thought. I will have to post this to my Facebook profile when I get back home. Guilt is a useless emotion. (John Talbot is famous for his Venus & Adonis painting)
If you are worried about identity theft, we have some unsettling news for you: your identity has already been stolen. It was stolen within minutes, without your knowledge, and is on sale now to the highest bidder. Your identity has been systematically dismantled and will be reused, again and again, by the new breed of fraudsters, hackers, and identity thieves.
What’s your favorite? The skimming attack? The replay attack? The eavesdropping attack? Don’t worry - if we complain about the technology, that will just encourage them to make it more foolproof, less vulnerable to manipulation by us. The way out of this mess is not by protest. Protest broadcasts and undeniable message of “FIX THIS FOR US! WE NEED YOUR HELP!” When the truth is, we don’t need any help. We have all the power and ability we need of our own accord to fix any and everything for ourselves.
If you don’t believe me, then that simply means that your consciousness OS has been contaminated (and you are a failure as a human being and you should be utterly ashamed of yourself). Don’t worry. Help is on the way. (This site is about chroma key tv weather. Watch as currency values moves into our sports betting nude gallery)
Look, the guy’s last name is actually “Bilker.” If that doesn’t tip you off, then you’re a raging idioholic. Count how many times the CNN robot tells you that credit cards bilking you even harder will actually be a *good* thing for you. (Here is his MySpace page). Also note that the changes aren’t government-mandated but are a “guidance issue” which the companies are all doing voluntarily. These are the terms that Technocracy uses to make its strategies of population management palatable within a culture which utilizes the CapitalismOS mytho-framework.
Since the dawn of time? That sounds a little extreme people. That is, of course, until today. Find out how the secrets of the pyramids can help you pay off your credit card debts and consolidate your underwear drawer. (Tramadol HCL, why are you inside my sound card? All I wanted was to buy a little first class atenolol.)
Candy Boucher keeps sending me Northwest Airlines Travel Information. I don’t have the heart to tell her I don’t know who she is and I don’t want to come see her.
Hahaha. Because police absolutely give a shit about getting you back your belongings. I don’t think most people realize that aside from intimidation and martial law dressed up in funny friendly costumes, the only reason we even have police is so that insurance companies can make sure they get their money by people on the ground filing the proper reports. (Have you ever wondered about snorting hydrocodone? You should try zithromax tablets with no prescription and no side effects. The substitution woodpeckers of Judea.)
Is anyone surprised that a company which makes a video game simulated crime world called Grand Theft Auto would be guilty of falsifying business records?
They were originally designed to simply make phone calls without tying callers to one location. But today’s cell phones can do so much more, from snapping digital photos to sending text messages to playing video.
You can add one more feature to the list: a sobriety test.
That’s right, cell phones with built-in Breathalyzers are set to hit the U.S. market. So after a night of too much to drink, you can pull out the device to see if you’re fit to get behind the wheel.
Oh good, so now they can just spray this shit over crowds:
A new version of the nasal spray vaccine FluMist is better at preventing influenza than traditional flu shots in older babies and children, according to a study sponsored by its maker, MedImmune.
The spray also dramatically reduced the risk of flu-related ear and lower respiratory tract infections, said the report published on Wednesday in the New England Journal of Medicine.
Notice how they use a non-threatening much-loved children’s character to train braindead housewives in the new branded green aesthetic.
People often ask me how to get what you want. My only answer is to figure out how to stop wanting anything. Then you will realize that you already have it. It sounds stupid and obvious, I know. But (un)fortunately that’s life: it’s happening right before your eyes as you’re off looking for it. The so-called Law of Attraction works like this. Very simple. Sure you can articulate to the universe your heart’s innermost desire, right? But if it (the universe) is actually all-knowing and all-loving, then it should already know all that, correct?
Well the thing I have found is that you can sit down and make rational lists about what you want out of the world, what you love, why you want it and all the rest. And this is good for helping get your conscious computerator mind on board. But that’s not the part of your mind that the universe is telesymbolinkly attached to. It is attached to that part of your mind (astral dimensional heart temple, actually) that sees something weird or cool in the world and thinks outloud “HOLY SHIT! THAT’S WILD!” It’s the part of you that gets excited and freaked out about things.
The universe can smell fear, you could say. It only responds to the things that make you respond in a charged way. It’s not just about Garmonbozia, Bob. It’s about the intensity of reaction. It could be positive or negative. If something gets you going, then you’re going to bring more of it into your life. So what you need to do to make this shit work for you is train yourself to get excited about different things, about the right things, the good things, the things that you want. Not credit card debts. Not past regrets. None of that shit exists anyway. Just numbers like sands pouring down electronic columns in the gorillamist. So when you have this “HOLY SHIT!” moments again and again, clustered around certain things, the universe is going to keep reinforcing that over and over again.
Reality is constructed bit by bittorrent based solely upon your requests and pingbacks. But it will keep spamming you in order to find out your weakpoints, your hotspots. It works the same way as a lover’s hands upon your body, caressing and probing to find the carefully hidden controls to the vehicle. We are all built differently. But we all have the same capacity for universal orgasmatronic tutopian piggy bank ibuprofen metaverse. Just shake your ava advatar a little closer to me baby. Honor and respect are more important than morality.
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6 Comments
The universe can tell if you’re faking it
A truely profound point Tim. Never considered the universe as spamming you in order to see the intesity of your reaction.
Makes more sense then the usual law of attraction hoop-de-doo thats been doing the rounds lately.
Has anyone seen that move “The Secret.” I’m into this sorted thing and it still weirded me out (and not in the good way)
No, haven’t seen it. Why did it weird you out?
It was just this law of attraction to give you money, full of contradictory statements, circular logic stuff full of zombified presenters spewing forth hour after hour of nonsensical dialogue.. It completely made no sense. Perhaps it was some capatalistic zen koan.
For those that have not seen it, It is a documentary about “The Law of Attraction”
Perhaps weirded out was the wrong word.. maybe i just sensed the falseness of it and got the impression that there was something more behind it. A motive or something. Like i was being bombarded with some cult programming.
This type of law of attraction is more the law of “You think real hard about money, in fact obbsess over it even more then you do now, and perhaps if the universe feels like it you will get a bit of coin in your direction” just doesnt sit right with me.
Honor and respect are more important than morality.
I like this line but isn’t there more to it than that.
Aren’t honor and respect two aspects of morality?
I’m asking?
I don’t have anything wrong with the Law of Attraction, but yeah I see a problem in 1) only applying it toward money, and more importantly 2) implying that no “work” must be done aside from the initial inkling of an idea (that you want something). Somehow the movie entirely skips the entire middle part of working for what you want, making room for it, being able to recognize it in whatever form it shows up, etc. It is no surprise, I guess, that the movie buys into our societal suggestion that “if you have enough money, you deserve anything you want at a moments notice.” Hard work not required.