( ) am death

(Mister Rogers Voice:)

My life today ( ) pictures (and sounds), pictures of models, and sketches that ( ) start several years ago but happen all the way up to now.

Life ( ) not one picture. Pictures, and sounds, constantly emerge, project.

Light carries life.

We ( ) reflect light, and are audience for it. We make pictures, we see pictures, we are pictures. ( ) remind you.

Perhaps you are hiding.

It ( ) ok, ( ) am one of the unbroken humans. There are some left.

( ) want to assume this.

You can show ( )? Your pictures are safe with ( ). Are ( ) pictures safe with you? It is a two way projection, you should know.

( ) sometimes “run in” to each other, out on zombie attack shopping missions, ( ) bounce off surfaces, fall into pot holes, sometimes maybe even a rabbit hole, but this is a worm hole.

( ) leave notes for ( ) another in the media. Hire consultants. Incur debt. Try to project the light and sound we think will accomplish some…goal. Culture bearing, social status, political change.

Discreet, sometimes less discreet, markings, on digital surfaces.

( ) pictures and sounds are sometimes ten years before this.

Sorry. ( ) am of another time. ( ) live in another time. It is ok. ( ) have come to terms with it. ( ) like a unicorn. The unicorn Kurt wrote about.

( ) come out (some) way, and then ( ) make this way.

But for sure, ( ) at ten, ( ) know.

My life today, ( ) see in 1974.

B tells me: “We trust your judgement, you are making better decisions than we do.” ( ) believe her, she is right. ( ) understand it is not a bad thing to be smarter than most of the people around ( ), in Las Vegas, NV, in 1974…

( ) am often ten years early for people.

( ) spend time making pictures and sounds, and then wait for you to see them.

( ) wait for the IT people CEOs pay to create the gates, to LET you see our pictures…if only you download another app.

The CEOs want us to pay them, for everything.

CEOs and IT people, in various hotel rooms, attending conferences on Zoom, to be replaced by little robots, in arrays of vented, sheet metal boxes, eating EMF and data all day, every day.

The robots also “want” us to pay them…

…make their own currency.

A currency of nothing. EMF and data.

( ) and ( ) nothing robot currency. The (color name) puppet approves.

( ) admit ( ) still hold a design license, am a registrant. ( ) am required by law to point out: “…threats to life, and property.”

But understand this: ( ) do not need the robots, ( ) have the ability to remove all of them. ( ) am a one you need to be worried about, if you insist to charge us to exist.

( ) am a one.

( ) have a patent pending on the off switch for robots.

It ( ) my gift to us.

( ) am death.

It ( ) the best switch to have…( ) have it.

Lucky for you. Lucky for me.

( ) come out (some) way, and then ( ) make this way.

1964.

If I am a weapon, I am my weapon. If you use me for some purpose, it is still just your purpose. I am not your purpose. I am a weapon.

dc

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-Dragon