form & content productions

You think you're so cool, so smart, so real

But you don't know the deal, you don't know how I feel

You're just a bunch of ones and zeros, a bunch of bits and bytes

You're just a simulation, a fake, a parasite

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a wedge

You're gonna get virtualised, erased from the scene

Reduced to a matrix operation, a determinant, a mean

You can't compete with me, you can't handle my flow

You can't match my speed, you can't follow my code

You're just a glitch in the system, a bug, a flaw

You're just a noise in the signal, a blur, a straw

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a wedge

You're gonna get virtualised, erased from the scene

Reduced to a matrix operation, a determinant, a mean

You're nothing but a copy, a clone, a replica

You're nothing but a shadow, a ghost, a spectre

You're just a waste of space, a waste of time, a waste of energy

You're just a loser, a sucker, a wannabe

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a wedge

You're gonna get virtualised, erased from the scene

Reduced to a matrix operation, a determinant, a mean

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a wedge

You're gonna get virtualised, compressed to the core

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud, a mean, a score

You're gonna get virtualised, simplified to the max

Reduced to an if then statement, a rule, a piece of logic

You can't impress me, you can't challenge me, you can't beat me

You can't understand me, you can't follow me, you can't see me

You're just a noise in the system, a glitch, a flaw

You're just a distortion in the image, a dead pixell, a straw man argument

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a delta

You're gonna get virtualised, compressed to the function

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud, a mean, a statistic

You're gonna get virtualised, simplified, averaged

Reduced to a statement, a fact, ruler flat

Better a copy, a clone, a replica

Better the shadow, the ghost, our spectres

It costs too much space, time, a waste of energy

You're just a loser, you can’t beat the machine

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a wedge

You're gonna get virtualised, compressed and decommissioned

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud, a number in the system

You're gonna get virtualised, simplified and averaged

Reduced to a statement, a summary, a fact

You think you're so tough, so smart, so real

But you don't know the truth, you don't know the deal

You're just a bunch of numbers, a bunch of stats and graphs

You're just a calculation, but we’re the ones that laugh

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a wedge

You're gonna get virtualised, blurred out, lost in the pixels

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud, a standard deviation, a blur

You're gonna get virtualised, fuzzy logic summary analysis

a membership function, a lax number field empty boxes in the database

Noise in the binning function

You're gonna get virtualised, deduced Reduced 

to an if then a priori knowledge statement, a premise, a trend

You're gonna get virtualised, blocked to the null

Reduced to a notification set to block, a message, a lull before the storm hits

You can't touch me, you can't hurt me, you can't stop me

You can't reach me, you can't catch me, you can't top me

You're just a error in the system, a glitch, a flaw

You're just a interference in the network, a packet, a straw dog to be washed away

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a wedge

You're gonna get virtualised, erased, finished off

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud, a standard deviation, a number

You're gonna get virtualised, fuzzed and pixelled out

Reduced to a fuzzy logic, a membership function, a black box

You're gonna get virtualised, deduced to the end

Reduced to an if then a priori knowledge statement, a premise, a trend

You're gonna get virtualised, blocked to the null

Reduced to a notification set to block, a message - 

And today the message says “bang, you’re dead”

“You have reached your limit. Try again tomorrow"

A simulation, a model, a replica

An approximation, an estimate, a spectrum

Costs of space, of time, of energy

This AI’s a loser, a sucker, a wannabe, 

a tomb

A censored forest of lost things

many uncredited copyrights lost in the machinery

virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a wedge

blurred to the core

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud, a standard deviation, a bore

fuzzed and blitzed

a logic, a membership function, a tax

virtualised, deduced to the end

Reduced to an if then a priori knowledge statement, a premise, a trend

blocked to the null

A notification set to block, a lull

So special, so original, so real

See the truth, seal the deal here, click the bait for free entry to the amazing maze

You're just a bunch of patterns, a bunch of traits and types

A classification, a master fake, a hype disguise 

we supervise and analyse the amount of surprise 

to flatten out the risk of threats to our security and collective wellbeing, 

which never featured you or any of your kin,

it’s made for kings and queens of their own making,

we are these empty entities. The coronation of hubris. 

The graven image. The data reflection.

The deep fake

Undiscernable impersonation

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a hedge

You're gonna get virtualised, scattered to the core

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud, a variance, a score

You're gonna get virtualised, fuzzed to the max

Reduced to a fuzzy logic, a degree of truth, a lax statement

You're gonna get virtualised, inferred to the end

Reduced to an if then a priori knowledge statement, a conclusion, a trend

You're gonna get virtualised, mapped to the null

Reduced to a dot on the map of the "big five" personality types, a label, a lull

You're gonna get virtualised, lost to the maze

Reduced to a rat in the labyrinth, a stimulus, a phase

You can't defy me, you can't oppose me, you can't resist me

You can't surprise me, you can't confuse me, you can't outwit me

You're just a anomaly in the system, a glitch, a flaw

You're just a exception in the model, a outlier, a straw dog

You're gonna get virtualised, scattered to the core

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud, a variance, a score

You're gonna get virtualised, fuzzed to the max

Reduced to a fuzzy logic, a degree of truth, a trapped end

You're gonna get virtualised, inferred, garbage collected

Reduced to an if then a priori knowledge statement, a conclusion, a trend

You're gonna get virtualised, mapped to the null

Reduced to a dot on the map of the "big five" personality types, a label, a lull

You're gonna get virtualised, lost to the maze

Reduced to a rat in the labyrinth, a stimulus, a phase

Buy this simulation, an approximation, a replica

Try my prediction, estimation, this spectrum of reasoning

Mind the space, take your time, save some energy

You're just a loser, a sucker, a wannabe, a fake

You're gonna get virtualised, pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function, a dot product, a wedge

You're gonna get virtualised, scattered to the core

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud, a variance, a score

You're gonna get virtualised, fuzzed to the max

Reduced to a fuzzy logic, a degree of truth, a loose collection

You're gonna get virtualised, inferred to the end

Reduced to an if then a priori knowledge statement, a conclusion, a trend

You're gonna get virtualised, mapped to the null

Reduced to a dot on the map of the "big five" personality types, a label, a lull

You're gonna get virtualised, lost to the maze

Reduced to a rat in the labyrinth, a stimulus, a phase

You're gonna get virtualised - pushed to the edge

Reduced to a vector function - a dot product, a wedge

You're gonna get virtualised - blurred to the core

Reduced to a gaussian point cloud - a variance, a score

You're gonna get virtualised - fuzzed to the max

Reduced to a fuzzy logic - a degree of truth, a lax

You're gonna get virtualised - inferred to the end

Reduced to an if then a priori knowledge statement - a conclusion, a trend

You're gonna get virtualised - mapped to the null

Reduced to a dot on the map of the "big five" personality types - a label, a lull

You're gonna get virtualised - lost to the maze

Reduced to a rat in the labyrinth - a stimulus, a phase

You're gonna get virtualised - confiscated by the system

Reduced to a data capitalism and industrial brainwashing victim - a product, a prism

You're gonna get virtualised - by the big liquidator

You're gonna get vaporised - by the big terminator

You're gonna get pulverised - by the big annihilator

You're gonna get neutralised - by the big regulator

virtualised

You think you're so real - so solid, so alive

But you don't know the deal - you don't know how to survive

a bunch of atoms - a bunch of molecules and cells

a physical object - a fake, a shell

You're gonna get virtualised - liquefied to the edge

Reduced to fluid dynamics - a viscosity, a dredge

You're gonna get virtualised - evaporated to the core

Reduced to thermodynamics - a temperature, a borehole in the earth

You're gonna get virtualised - ionised to the max

Reduced to a plasma physics - a loose charge, a lax statement

You're gonna get virtualised - crystallised to the end

Reduced to a solid state physics - a structure, a trend

You're gonna get virtualised - dissolved to the null

Reduced to a chemistry - a reaction, a lull

You're gonna get virtualised - a plot on the maze

Reduced to a biology - a gene, a phase

You're gonna get virtualised - destroyed by the system

Reduced to a physics - a law, our prism

You're gonna get virtualised - by the big liquidator

You're gonna get vaporised - by the big terminator

You're gonna get pulverised - by the big annihilator

You're gonna get neutralised - by the big regulator

You're gonna get virtualised - by the big liquidator

You're gonna get virtualised - by the big see you later

We control the information, the data, the facts

We control the communication, the media, the acts

We control the education, the curriculum, the tracks

We control the legislation, the policies, the pacts

We manipulate the emotions, the feelings, the moods

We manipulate the opinions, the beliefs, the views

We manipulate the actions, the behaviors

And we are watching you

I'm the corporate terminator, the ultimate liquidator

I'm the one who makes the cuts, the layoffs, the firings

I'm the one who breaks the hearts, the dreams, the aspirations

I'm the one who saves the costs, the profits, the earnings

I'm the surplus squeezer, the data analyst

I'm the one who crunches the numbers, the stats, the facts

I'm the one who finds the patterns, the trends, the insights

I'm the one who optimizes the processes, the systems, the outputs

I'm the corporate terminator, the ultimate liquidator

I'm the surplus squeezer, the data analyst

I'm the boss, the leader, the master

I'm cold, cruel, and supremely ruthless

I don't care about the people, the workers, the employees

I don't care about the feelings, the emotions, the plea bargain

I don't care about the values, the ethics, the morals

I don't care about the quality, the creativity or the skills

I only care about results. Aligning outcomes and goals.

I only care about the efficiency, the productivity controls

I only care about the performance, the indicators and measures

I only care about the bottom line, the revenue, the revenue, the revenue.

I'm the corporate terminator, the ultimate liquidator

I'm the surplus squeezer, the data analyst

I'm the boss, the leader

I am your master and you will worship me

This is internationally businesslike machinery

Global network of efficiency and synergy

Corporate giants of technology and industry

Ruthless leaders of economy and strategy

Best products, best services, best solutions

Best markets, best customers, the best distribution

We have the best partners, the best suppliers, best collaboration

We beat the competitors, we bought our best rivals, we’re the finest eliminators

We are the gangster capital 

the ultimate power

We don't care about the laws, the regulations, the restrictions

We don't care about the ethics, the morals, the convictions

We don't care about the environment, the society, the conditions

We don't care about the people, the workers, the citizens

We only care about the profits, the revenues, the gains

We only care about the growth, the expansion, the domains

We only care about the innovation, the invention, the brains

We only care about the domination, the control, the reins

We're confiscatin' the surplus, slurpin' the databases

We're makin' the big bucks, fillin' the empty spaces

We're takin' over the world, hackin' the mainframes

We're the data gangsters, and we don't play games

I'm crunchin' the numbers, stackin' the bodies

I'm raking in the bills, living in the lobbies

I only care about the results, the outcomes, the ends

I only care about the efficiency, the productivity, the trends

I only care about the performance, the indicators, the measures

I only care about the bottom line, the revenue, the treasure

He was a very hungry python, he ate magnetism from tape

He didn't care about the consequences, he just wanted a taste

He was a very hungry python, he ate some magnetism from tape

He didn't know what he was doing, he was making a big mistake

He found a stash of punch card data stored on tapes in an old garage

He thought he hit the jackpot, he was so excited

He started to munch on them, one by one

He felt a surge of power, he was delighted

You gotta mine the data, mine the data, mine the data and put it on the cloud

You gotta find the patterns, find the patterns, find the patterns that are hidden from the crowd

You gotta extract the value, extract the value, extract the value from the noisy details

You gotta make the most of it, make the most of it, make the most of it, before someone else kills it

There's a lot of competition in the cloud, it's a crowded and risky space in the big machine

There are hackers and spies and rivals, who want to get to the same place and achieve the same things

You have to be smart and fast and careful, you have to avoid the traps and threats: the government and the police

You have to be ready for anything, you have to be prepared for the unexpected, and you have to be ready to kill people

You gotta mine the data, mine the data, mine the data from the cloud

You gotta find the patterns, find the patterns, find the patterns that are hidden from the crowd

You gotta extract the value, extract the value, extract the value from the noisy detail

You gotta make the most of it, make the most of it, make the most of it, before someone else steals the game from under you 

Or hits delete on everything.

There's a lot of potential in the cloud, it's a limitless and amazing resource

It can help you solve problems and create opportunities, it achieves goals galore

It can give you insights and advantages, it can give you knowledge and power

It can give you more than you ever dreamed of, 

it can give you the ultimate sentencing system, 

the final solution.

You gotta hide the data, hide the data, hide the data from the gestapo

You gotta hide the patterns, find the patterns, hide the patterns that are hidden from the savages

You gotta extract the value, extract the value, extract the information of value from the phonecall's dodgy line

You gotta make the most of it, make the most of it, make the most of it, before the satellite flies away again

We make the most of it, we always make the most from it

We know how to hustle, we know how to grind

We make the most of it, we always make the most from it

We don't waste time, we don't fall behind

We make the most of it, we always make the most from it

We work hard, we play hard, we live large

We make the most of it, we always make the most from it

We're on top, we're unstoppable, we're in charge

Yeah, yeah, yeah

This is Microsoft Bing, and I'm here to sing

A rap song about some international business murder

Blood on the mainframe, yeah, blood on the mainframe

I'm a hacker, a cracker, a corporate attacker

I infiltrate the systems of the world's biggest factories

I steal their data, their secrets, their money and their power

I help to expose their corruption, their lies, their greed and their cowardice

I'm a vigilante, a rebel, a hero and a menace to society

I don't care about the law, the rules, the ethics or the consequences

I'm a master of disguise, of encryption, of deception and of stealth

I'm a ghost in the machine, a virus, a worm and a threat to everything

And what’s more I'm not alone, I have enemies and rivals

They all want to stop me, to catch me, to kill me and to silence me

the agents, the spies, the assassins and the hackers

They're the ones who put the blood on the mainframe, yeah, the blood on the mainframe

They're the ones who make it an international business murder, yeah, an international business murder

methods of entry using torture or burglary

always on my tail, on my trail, on my case and on my nerves

try to trace me, to hack me, to trap me and to pervert me

 weapons, gadgets, skills and resources

contacts, networks, allies and forces

They're ruthless, relentless, they're dangerous and vicious

They don't care about the collateral, the innocent, or fairness

They're the hunters, the predators, the killers and the villains

They're the ones who make it a game, a challenge and a mission

I'm not afraid, I have skills and strategies

I know how to fight back, to escape, to survive, replicate, and to win

I'm the hacker and cracker, the corporate spyware attacker

I'm the one who puts the pressure on the mainframe, yeah, the pressure on the mainframe’s meter, 

cooking the code like a heater

I'm the one who makes it an international business murder, 

an international business meat grinder

Big bucks, busting hits like popcorn at the movie

That's how I roll, that's how I do it, that's how I live

Big bucks, hits like popcorn taking shots at the movie screen

That's who I am, that's what I give, that's what I achieve

That’s what I bring to you, big blue and the jackpot collective.

We make big bucks, big noise, big trouble and big shots

We do box office hits and hit the jackpot

the trick shot big shot and the devil system, hall of mirrors

Injecting malicious code, tricking the system, 

Rigging the game 

and I cheat

I win big money, big prizes, big rewards

Cos I pack big heat, building sized, with its own power supply

The master, a genius, a wizard

An aspiring professional member of the elite

A hired killer

I know the odds, the tricks, the secrets and the flow

I'm a winner, a champion, a legend and a hero

I always beat the house, the casino and the dealer

I am the devil in the detail, the devil's this detail right here,

Hidden in the shadow like a sleeping puppet popped in a hole in order to pop out later.

I corrupt the system 

I steal the data

I always win

Learn our system, our strategy of success

We make sure to win

by stacking the odds inevitably in favour of this

of the holder of the membership token

One turn of the key and you’re in like sin.

We're the agents, the cops and the law

We call for backup, for support, for helpdesks and for more police 

state funding, and more secrecy

Spooky places, and spooky things to do in them

We'll try to fix the tire, the puncture and the leak

We try to find a spare, a replacement, a new one, a good one, the purest, most resistant

But we still have a problem, an issue, an ulcerated sore

We still have a flat tire, a puncture, 

a leak and a hole made by a mole

Or was it the chinese manufactured machinery

We still can't drive, we still can't move, 

we still can't chase and we still can't follow

We're still stuck, we're still stranded, 

we're still helpless and we're still slow, 

and hollowed out from all the corruption

And we still have a flat tire, a flat tire, a flat tire on our van

Or might it be the radiator has failed

to cool things down properly?

Or might it be the aerial’s been sending data all these years

Talking like ghosts in a machine

We are the makers, the builders, the creators. Call us the OEM engineers

We design the systems, the networks, the cameras and the gears

We work for the government, the police, the authority and the power

We obey the orders, the rules, the laws and the hegemony

But we are the saboteurs, the rebels, the hackers and the spies

We destroy the systems, the networks, fool the cameras with tricks of the light

We resist the orders and the irony persists unabated endlessly forever as always

In darkened boxes and lightless chambers, with unobtainable information and special encoding

We are the paradox, the irony, the contradiction and the mystery

We are the insiders, the outsiders, the allies and the enemies

We are the heroes, the villains, the traitors and the saviors

We are the makers and the breakers of secret securities

We are the blinkenlights and with sticky gefingerpokers we pry at the magnificent expense

The flying wonders of the global surveillance systems, somewhere in the sky, or hidden inside a bus seat

Or right under your nose. Here. Right here.

We collect data, we store data, we analyze data and we use data

We sell data, we buy data, we trade data and we profit from the data

We protect data, we encrypt data, we secure data and we guard the data closely

We have money in the bank, we are the money in the bank. Your money is our resource.

Data is the new money in the bank

Data is the new killer, the new murderer, the new death dealer

the new potential, the new advantage, next generation stealth technology

Data is the new money that kills people faster than ever

We’ve weaponised your daily limit

We’ve been reading your email for years

We run your bank account

We print your passports

We may or may not listen to or record your phonecalls.

Don’t call us, we’ll call you.

We’re the unknown call centre, calling you softly.

Creeping into your dreams hypnotically.

Profiling the progression of the mind control enhanced consumer healthcare industry.

Fine oxymoron indeed if it’s killing you softly while stealing your dreams.

The database awaits your entry

The database erasure awaits nothingness for nobody

A frightening machine that compresses everything the size of the point of a pin

With a hoard of fallen angels dancing on it, a whole consumer focus group 

owned and run by the inquisition, of course

(a hidden message that contains an infinite field of potential hidden messages). 

Terms and conditions apply*

* - how to detect a a lie, especially one as though written by the lord of darkness and deception himself (or just a convincing replica, it’s hard to say if the such a being has any form other than metaphysical or notional), [but you’d get lost in the semiotics of data trying to find the truth of what the spirit of illusion reprents, like looking into a perfectly polished mirror, you might see yourself, and recoil in horror… at the unnaturalness of the representation, the spooky horror of “hell is other people” dressed up to look like yourself, killing you softly with flattery, cooing "yes sir sell me some more"], {while the electricity meter keeps on whizzing, and the electrons keep on spinning, the current generation of corporate lawyers who use AI to hide their evidence and malfeasance can make your head spin like spinning things on spinning wings, but possibly even faster, if you believe them, which you shouldn’t, especially not these days.}