Mother's Day/Date

Sun, 10 Mar 2024

THE BALANCING OPINION _
THE PRACTISE
```AND THE DREAM
/ THE UN.(G20.)CENSORSHOP POEM

© ORIGINALLY DEVELOPED AS A MINDSET DUE TO PIRACY OF SOFTWARE FORBIDDEN BY MY SCHOOL -

ADOBE PHOTOSHOP - ORIGINALLY WRITTEN by thomas knoll / while AVOIDING UNIVERSITY DEADLINES,

BY MISTAKE, A LEGAL INFRINGEMENT / of the paintbox patent < TRIGGERING A LIBERATION OF THE TRANSPARENCY OF PIXELS
(REZALYY) (THEY DID) FREEING IMAGING SOFTWARE, WHICH WAS SOLD TO ADOBE, BY THOMAS KNOLL & REPEATEDLY AHEM UM… SORT OF BORROWED BY WIZ (SORRY [THANKS, REALLY, IT’S MADE MY YEAR EVERY YEAR SINCE,

RIP LIVE PICTURE… THAT’S A DIFFERENT DAY… A DIFFERENT STORY…]

I’LL “PAY YOU BAC:[K]”… AS SOON AS POSSIBLE… RIGHT NOW THIS… THEN THERE’s L8R… (SORRYNOTSORRY)S-PLEASE DOWNLOAD THE LATEST VERSION OF HTTP://F!*GIVEITBACK-PLUS*CONSENSUALLYNOT+FORCIBLYBY_GENEROSITY-NOT RAPE-
GIVEITBACK-TM.-ALLCAST.COM.ORG.TV.AI.VIDEO.CABLE.IP.BILLBOARD(—//-//-&CO))

THIS POEM IS ENCRYPTED. USE IT WITH SERIOUS CAUTION. ENJOY!

GHOST IN THE MACHINE
LIGHT OUT OF DARKNESS
MEANING COMES SWIFTLY AND EASILY
TO SUCH FINELY TUNED MACHINERIES AS WE

MAGICIANS INDEED
ALL OF THE FORMS OF CREATION
INVESTED WITH JOBS TO DO,
PLACES TO BE
ALL ARRANGED SO
AND REMARKABLY MADE OF AND FROM COSMIC ENERGY
\]

SO BE CAREFUL WITH THE SHARPENED BLADE
THE BULLETS, MISSILES, THE LASERS, THE PRESSING ISSUES
THE FOCUSED RADIATION, THE SUPERCOMPUTERS, AND THE SUPERCONSCIOUS, THE CYBERNETIC CHAOS THEORY CONCATENATED TO CIRCUMSTANCE NOT THEORY OR IMAGINATION, EXECUTED, NO. NOT WORDS - ACTUALITY - THAT RUNS THROUGH THE MACHINE TOO - IT SPEAKS TO MILLIONS, IN BILLIONS OF DIGITAL WIGGLES PER FRAME OF REFERENCE… THE BITS ALONE SHOULD IMPRESS, LET ALONE THE ROUTING TABLES… THEN THERE’S THE PEOPLE… AND THE READINGS THAT CAN BE MADE…

BETWEEN THE LINES

BETWEEN THE DOTS

THE PICTURE reMADE
FROM THE CONNECTIONS <VAR>IE.$/.index-/©-live

THINK AGAIN… CONTEMPLATE PLEASE…

THE CYBERNETIC JELLYMOULD STAMPING MACHINE
THINK OF THE JELLY

THE JELLY IS ME!
IT’S MY BRAIN!!
MY BODY!!!

THE JELLI*ES ARE WE
THE MOVING TARGETS
THE FLEXIBLE SORTS
THE MOLECULES
THE WAVEFORMS
THE OUROBOROS WALKS AMONG US
BETWEEN THE PIXELS
EERILY

THE HAZARDS

- AS ALWAYS -

ARE SERIOUS

AND
AS THEY SAID IN ANTIQUITY
WAITING ALWAYS IN THE WINGS

THE ALMIGHTY CREATOR, DESROYER,
MAKER
MOULDER
OWNER
KEEPER OF ALL THINGS

IT SLEEPS, OR WAKES, FOR THEE
- AND SO…

…BEST BEWARE OF THIS.

MAY YOU WHO READ THIS

,<PRAY TO MEET THE REPRESENTATIVE OF>
THE L.ORD /
E/OR./ -B!-3v.1|_

<AT THE @B/.“GATES”> -SS / SS* ,

OR B IN THE MIDDLE* (on the “.edge”), AND BE ©IVIL,
RATHER THAN languish all jolly and mf!/pwm!/-rm .nub-filez fakufakufakuI-win/u-luz.||\\_R!
IN THE PIT OF DESPAIR OR THE ABYSS -

IT IS A FLEXIBLE MEANING
< SO REED THIS RIDDLE.

MISTAKES ARE SOMETIMES NOT MISTAKES

BUT CLUES. USE YOUR INTUITION. LISTEN TO THE FIDDLE. CAN YOU HEAR IT? SOFTLY SINGING… IN THE UNDERBRUSH…

~ $wiz (sudo periodic monthly, [yearly, at best these days] spring cleaning this year, awfully serious (2*wink)wink)wink)wink)w)~w -rm -rf I <3 u I’ve lost the tapes and sessions before, and bits of paper, and my friends as well, and members of my family, days,

and ‘bits of my body’

stuff gained, stuff destroyed, work done, time and space…

I can’t replace, in subtle ways… I’ve earned my* “stripes” at the ripe old age of 44. ) Today, same as ever, just like when I was 4, they taught me, the naughty ones and the good ones alike, to make the bow, and use it. To study, and get the skill.

It’s all “transferrable” or ubiquitous...

”I CAN MAKE YOU AN ‘INSTRUMENT OF FREEDOM’

A VECTOR OF LEAK…

A LAUNCHER… A SPRING…

FORM’D FROM FENCE WIRE AND A STICK,

AND CUPID SHOOT ARROWS WITH IT…”

Maybe you’ll see the “password” coming before IT

|=|IT.$-Yå* - like a tonne of <br>*/IK.z

would you like me to prove it? <!!>

… they taught me well -

old wøden stick and ball methods,

they taught us how to play when I was little,

it’s been an amazing riddle, of how to interpret that simple complexity

the sticks and flicks of game and play,
and the what and why of its importance, throughout the aeons.

That is the want, that’s why I chose the name wizard – if I told you how I did it… I don’t know… I wouldn’t know how to do it again,

I couldn’t tell you, it just… fell out of the cosmos. That’s the truth. I was sort of meditating, one day, and it came to me, in the garden, next to the fish pond. A whole theatre, and it unfolded just like if projected, while wondering how to get Mozam Begg out of Gitmo for Ishmahil, in the garden.

Curiouser and curiouser, the plot runs deeper. I “ran” this poem, by playing with the ghosts in the machine, sitting here,

and I’ll forgive myself and IT the ^n:jury, later, I’m ‘recovering’.

“Building the spaceship daily” it’s a metaphor for the rigor of scientific thinking, and space I find inside the computer,

ø : Ω here it is, looking in its mirror…> Stacking an “antithesis mandala” in English… mapping the seasons of the spiritual domain…

the true master (of things) - the tao’s fingerprint in the phenomenon - as always - is formless - immeasurable -

in this aspect, there is no war, no conflict, no argument, no contest.

In times of old they settled the score by

doing the deed

in the future we will practise security as sports,

that future is today,
and you’re it.

It’s a constant battle to stay abreast of the conflict, the escalation of terror, horror, and general chaos.

If you’re winning 3:1 every time, then you’re more than willing to win, so don’t start giving in. Make it harder, set the odds to “difficult”.

In.shall.AR,
perhaps read some rumi now.

Thanks for all the fish (says my cat, eating the chicken liver, then tomorrow, some fish).

— this information was self-extracted from the brain of “one of the laboratory animals”, a mice operator (macintosh/crosfield/paintbox@St.Mary’s-198…5%./6?)

we’re all a victim of mind control if you look at it from the perspective of plato’s cave, even the almighty himself might likely like to get confused, and ri[p] one [k]not(t.minus/y*), so be very careful you’re not in line to pick up somebody else’s bill.

W+R/Qi+onbuttons^&CO

CIRCLE
ARROW
SORTED?

LOOK LATER?
LOOK NOW
L:OOK:@Gain
@ | _ | _ «««««««
```~ $```
sssh
the spider is sleeping
wake the mesh>”
of those quietly creeping

they asked way back when - what or where the destiny of the men with the talking wires and the steam machines led - when the metal men, the dragon’s breath arrived, it was devastation - like being invaded by aliens

- and they ended up called - legally speaking - the
”LEGAL ALIENS” / THE “interns” / THE V”CRIMEPREVENTION” / the [..]
strangers in their own homes -
\] the trail of tears -

Arizona and the Mesa zone, the cave complex of the ancients, that was and is the land of mysteries, of remarkable flying, and the magnificent.r anomalies, participating outlaws, freaks, refugees and shamans

taking the most frightening risks,

and …

There are

no words.

Officially speaking. DISCLOSURE
is a confusing subject
Much con
Much disinformation…

When you realise how Harry Houdini the whole thing is… under the hood, the level of mystery, the lies echoing down the ages, the exploitation of the wiggle room, the holes in the system… the dodge and grind, the burn in the runtime…

it’s a mighty puzzle.

SEEKING THE TRUTH IN THE JUNGLE
MARCHING LIES IN THE LABYRINTH
GOSSIP, SLANDER
AND BIG BIG BUSINESS
WIPING ITS ARSE
ON OUR collective psyche
our /collective_FACES = “remarkablke.orishas”

missing? … I don’t think so…

… perhaps you’ll find those faces in the trees, the ripple in the undergrowth clearing, the song once heard ever ringing in the soul’s cosmos…

FI*NDING THE TR.U(ļ).I/Z.___rrrr.R!

look for the massages print in the tires of your car, the footsteps of goodyear’s rubber charge…

P{UTTING.WR.IT.en.de ON TH./EWALL
”THE BIG GAME”
”OPERATION EGGBUSTERS”
”CODEOFHONOUR(yr.hon/r!”

code: off/on?

define.”_*ON”.
-ion/doping