Hey Timmy! Over here!
Everything moves all the time
you knew that right?
I don't want to rant and rave here
but I have to kick honestly or it stinks up the place.
You guys think it's all about free access and in some ways it's even more than you imagined,
but who's got MY back? I mean it. Is there heat generated by some of this? Who takes it?
Me. Timmy there's too much negative comeback,and no system,it's too open to manipulation. The stark faggots of science circa 1957,the droid packs,the feral preterite,the dull-witted saint-hungry. And there I was waving my arms,with a full deck slimy with fish oil,and no one doing anything but staring timmy just staring while the dark edges of the curtains moved meaningfully,meaningfully if you had the perceptive apparatus and the open mind to take it in. How big does it get? Bigger than that I guarantee it.
I have,so far,fought my way thru more calumny slander and general bad rap reputationals than anybody you ever heard of,and you know it Timmy you know you do. And to what end? To sacrifice all MY hopes and dreams for someone else's? Purge my greed because it gets in the way of yours? We're all going to heaven,on MY back? What's in it for me dude? Tell me. I already asked you that, eh? No reply so far. Just the smug chuckles of the lab techs,in their wheelchair fog,and that humming sound below the conscious threshold. Anybody know what that's about?
posted by Juke at 12:39 PM [edit]