“Azzz Up, Elbows Down”


“Cool is; Presence, Swag is attitude, which of the 2 define you..?”

Once a phrase which paid, known the world over by athletes engaged in physical conditioning.  Move it forward, the sexual connotations of the phrase are so vast a playbook is required to keep up with the every changing meanings.  Is it a result of the decline of personal privacy or.  Is it because of the ever evolving lack of moral discipline on exhibit when He and She meet?

Like I said, six of this, half a doz. of that, the mathematics…  “Don’t” change even with the things used to arrive at the equation are in flux.  Concepts much like ideologies, take root when the previous ways no longer apply or.  Becomes mulch from the collapse of what it was those roots originally supported. 

Again, it has been asked by those who wish not to bombard themselves with the idea of having to think, that I cease with the analogies and break this down so “they” can simply; get it.  I won’t even respond to their inquiries or demands.  Today, our society refuses to think and.  Collectively wonder why their highly cultivated lifestyles are disappearing right before their very eyes.  When the answer cannot be found using “Google”, the mental anguish, only intensifies.  I say “Google me this”.  When a real occurrence of an EMP blast happens and the electronic grid goes into temporary lapse, who will know, “who and what is”?

In communications between He and She tech stuff has its place.  It also, doesn’t.  Those who depend on physical satisfaction by way of technological advanced electronics then, tech stuff has moved society forward by leaps and bounds.  But…  Pacifier, which what these tech apparatuses are.  Just stand ins.  Like blow-up dolls.  Anatomically exact, but without spirit.  Pacification, moves me to envision…  Lollipop.  Something to suck on.  Also pacifiers are things grabbed by those who function on limited imagination while relying too much on applicable time.  Pacifiers, designed by those whose main intention is… To keep those “in check”, checked!  And you though life had no similarity to a Chess Game.

Today everyone is reading and attempting to apply knowledge found within the book “The Art Of War”.  ‘Cept, all these Newbies haven’t a clue as to who the author was and why he wrote such an extreme philosophy.  Sun Tzu was a master warrior who bid out his services to the highest bidder.  Usually some high powered typed who could afford his services. Over time, with the results always being the same, Sun Tzu accepted he hadn’t changed a thing merely continued the separation of people and states.  Note something here, I haven’t said realized something, he accepted.  Which means, he always knew just hadn’t arrived at that place mentally or emotional to say yes.  And think, this man’s best tool was his personal computer of which PC’s, LapTops, hadn’t even been discovered.  The Art Of War came from Sun Tzu’s mind.  Thoughts considered based on things seen an experienced, assessed and analyzed as a result of what had been stored in his central processing unit, (CPU). 

Your, CPU is connected to someone else’s Hard Drive, (Google).  The Motherboard is…  Just think about those who don’t want ‘cha to know or think for yourself.  And…  For those who are absorbing this, preparing that illustrious “comeback” and trippin’ off of how their gonna blow me away with a conclusion beyond my understanding; get with this.  Your Memory is already corrupted.  Oh yeah, you aren’t even a stand-alone Hard Drive but.  Just an external unit on remote, dependent on the input from…  Another.  Something or one who doesn’t have your best interest at heart.  Soooo, do like they did when watching the series Outer Limits.  You have no control, don’t attempt to change the channel, adjust the color or contrast.  You have not control ’til I return it back to you.  Remember, you are of those who didn’t wanna think in the first place.  

While entering the freeway the other day I notice the camera’s repositioning themselves.  The goal, alter the angle so the images of my car would be better defined.  Inside the cockpit, I smile knowing the pixels still would not be able to match my license plate or tags to the car they were ‘pose to be attached to.  Continuing to merge, I casually eased over into the fast lane.  Another set of cameras and I noticed the aperture adjusting because…  The heat seeking elements within this camera picked up my thermal signature but…  The nano synthetic external paint with cloaking properties rendered the car…  Invisible.  And those Techs. monitoring all this, located in some far off geo-region.  Assigned the anomaly as being an electronic glitch, effectively re-configuring the processor and…  I kept it moving.  Seen and un-seen by the same set of “those” who.  Wanna make me, stop thinking.

Not having the technology required to monitor all those electronic pulses surging within my domain, I continued to…  Enjoy the company of my significant other.  Oh, what was she up to?  My name, by those who…  Are friendly with me is, “Not Tellin'”.  Now, do you think I’m gonna tell you!  The Webcam on my LapTop was set in the position indication it was off.  My cell was set on vibrate, still.  Despite of my owner settings being set on custom, Wi-Fi always turns itself on without my assistance.  That cell, updates even when I sleep, but.  I wasn’t sleeping on its full capabilities.  Much like those of…  My significant other.  The dresser the cell sat on, happens to have been custom made.  Sealed.  No odors emit, electronic signals, confined within.  Audible capabilities, lock down.  The cell was slipped inside the dark drawer,  and we…  Continued.  Paranoid?  Try private with a personal focus clinging to a precious understanding of others desire to intrude into another life.

This is not Science-Fiction which, has also morphed.  Now being projected as Sy Fy, brought to you by your friendly neighborhood Entertainment Conglomerate.  This is…   Real Time and always Live.  Just like your entertainment systems ability to receive while transmitting visually/audibly without…  You the viewer even knowin’.  Hummm, your Sexcapades…  Yes, beamed all over the Security World.  Observed first by those same FOLK who brought you…  GOOGLE.

Psssss;  Sensory Overload may occur as a result of what’s comin’ during this…  Revelation.  When you seriously absorb what has been presented, you’ll see the connection with…  Communications between; He, She and all those Wanna Be’s.  It’s all relative Baby.                          



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