Uncle-Daddy slammed his helicopter with it’s stolen Awake Extra-Dimensional Spin-Drive into the belly of the beast. He had to. Cunt-of-a-chip had mucked around with it’s settings which had resulted in some translocation errors.
Traveling companions can be such a pain in the ass.
WTF will happen now?
No one knows.
…. Well, that was then and this is now we know a bit… That there will be those who will be lining up to merge with the smart machine in the hope of becoming somebody special. Careful, though, not to move to far from the herd. Just be at the head of it.
Uncle-Daddy must master the new human/cyborg domain with the help of artificially intelligent Cunt-of-a-chip.
Can they be relied on to work as a seamless team, coordinating their every move like accomplished boot-scooters from the local CWA? Or will the 5G military grade microwave, active denial system be able to subvert their minds and circuits and turn them into media sock puppets?
Find out next time when;
UNCLE-DADDY AND CUNT-OF-A-CHIP MIGHT GO EVER SO SLIGHTLY MAD DUE TO FORCES BEYOND THE BLACKENED STUMP STUCK UNDER THE AMPLIFIED EMBARRASSMENT OF GREAT EXPECTATIONS .
Or not. I haven’t decided yet.
But now I have found the decision had been made for me. Times-lines can cross when you have the wrong tech.
If this is what Cunt-of-a-chip does with a portable linear accelerator wedged into someones butt what will it do when it gets to build it’s own?
Linear accelerator, that is. Although I wouldn’t put it past Cunt-of-a-chip to build a butt.
Fear not, intrepid readers, I have more, almost ready, to publish in the next day or so.
Where am I going with this?
To Hell, probably!
Went straight through Hell and am now in some place where everything is spelt Donald Trump!
Donald Trump Donald Donald Donald Trump Trump Donald Trump Trump Trump, Donald Donald Trump, Trump Trump Donald! (Donald Donald Trump Donald!?!)
The Universe of Donald Trump (from which I escaped by forming into a Mexican Wave!) was not as onerous as the Jeb Bush universe where everything is designed to taste like old money and crime is called business.
But I have digressed from my main game which is to reflect on the state of my mind and how it affects the world around me. I understand why we are the way we are and it it partially because we are so sure of some things because they are so obviously wrong. It is part of our psyche to take an absurd position for the sake of proving to ones self their independence from the powers in society that want to control us in such a way that we never complain about our treatment from authority because we lack the critical thinking skills to articulate contrary arguments to the all pervasive mind control techniques that are being foisted on us from all our entertainment mediums and media. It would be appropriate at this point to say that most people want their entertainment to also be their information which means that they no longer care about the validity of what they are being occupied by as long as it entertains them without having to deal with any feelings that may make them uncomfortable about their present lifestyle and economic position in society. I have felt those pressures all my life and at the same time have known with iron clad surety that there was no way I would be able to escape the most ego stripping experiences that this time-line had in store for me. Because of this deplorable state of affairs I am mounting my own rear guard action to completely derail this nefarious scheme from people who are in contact with entities that are invading their beings with seductive promises of great wealth and temporal power that can be used to control whole populations here on the Earths surface. This is why the powers that be want us all to be following a religion that is the same world wide with just some minor alterations to accommodate the various psychological profiles of the divergent cultural centers that are dotted around the globe.
This is a dangerous game where only the accurate genius of a self deluded scientist can come up with a solution that involves collapsing reality into a different set of rules developed by UNcle-Daddy.
Pick that puzzle apart, dear readers.
I love you all for being impossible!
That’s because when the Dark Universe of anti-matter is unleashed into this realm life will cease to be able to exist.
Thanks for the views, enenewsers! I do notice and appreciate!
Look, I’m not a bit sorry that I like to explore the absurd. Horserotovator prefers the absurd to the downright evil when he shines his light on the world he sees. He knows what lurks in the deeper recesses…. and it wont come out unless you can grab it with a pair of pliers and give it a damn good ‘American’!
Cowboys & Palestindians
It hasn’t been hard to see that the world is coming apart at the seams. I see obvious parallels between the struggle of the American Indians against the invading colonialists, and their offspring, with the war between the Israelis and the Palestinians. I see the occupation of the Americas in the same light as the Zionist occupation of Palestine. (Can’t help it. It’s just the way I interpret the now in contrast with what I have read and learned over the years.) I see great similarities between the American Indians use of bow and arrow and the colonialists Smith & Wesson firearms. In fact, a skilled bows-person can be quite lethal from a distance, whereas a Palestinian armed with a knife (by the way, it is becoming obvious to me that this whole ‘story’ of Palestinians attacking Israelis is being fanned by a lot of fiction and used to justify an ‘open killing season’ on all Palestinians inside the occupied Territories. This is so Satanic and evil that I find it hard to write it but I feel compelled to state what I believe are unavoidable conclusions about the actions of the Dark Intellectual Forces that have gathered in Israel) I see the imbalance in all the news reports and all the information coming out of that region. I see the same attitudes being used to justify the use of such unbalanced methods of conflict resolution in the ‘Wild West’ as I do see used in the Israeli/Palestinian conflict. Acts of provocation and resultant physical violence are the order of the day, both back then, and now. The whole of the Middle East sounds like a terrifying place to be. I shudder in empathy for all the innocent souls who have to endure that quagmire of hatred and violence.
So I ask myself, what has changed in all the years that lie between then and now? I look at my own history as a white, English, child migrant to Australia, and I recognize that my advantages are as much accidental as earned. That if other white people hadn’t pushed the Aboriginals off the land then maybe I wouldn’t have the education I have now. Maybe………or maybe not. We will never know because that is set in the past. However, we are in the present now and should be using the lessons from the past to our advantage, not disadvantage. Unfortunately, we seem to be doing everything to our disadvantage everyday in so many of our macro decisions produced by our so-called representative democracy.
I have been wrestling with the twin concepts of the individual as expressed by the collective and the collective as expressed by the individual and have come to the realization that they are inextricably intertwined and interdependent upon each other. Neither can have primacy. They must learn to co-exist in an ‘entangled’ harmony that maybe can be amplified for good at institutions like C.E.R.N. and their experiments with the fundamental forces that are our Universe. Or maybe we will use all the knowledge from these machines to destroy ourselves like they are already doing with the toxic, immortal legacy, of nuclear waste. 70 years of dead peoples ideas. I sometimes despair at the way people are manipulated in such diabolical ways as to accept such propositions without intelligent oversight. Tradition and loyalty is a convenient and believable fiction to hide the ancient bloodlines to which wealth and privilege are harnessed.
I don’t blame the sheeple for this state of affairs. I blame myself for not stopping this nonsense years ago! Now I’m going to have to stop it ALL! Get me the control room at the L.H.C.!
Horserotovator hath spake! (that damn lisp is getting everywhere!)