land of Anaka

April 23, 2012 attempt at accident with me seems ridicules but it has happened before I started backing up and dweeb with the pick up races back behind me I ask why would they do that besides matriculation? These contractor / government hybrids (which I will hence forth call dweebs) can do anything they want to do. This guy - I followed- parked down from the library in the condo lot where Janine Lindie lives. I am pissed at this seeming attempt to trap me. since ,my anger feels so strong intuitionally I think I am right and not just being paranoid......

Home Lyrics - foundation

The dimming of the light makes the picture clearer
It's just an old photograph
There's nothing to hide
When the world was just beginning

I memorized a face so it's not forgotten
I hear the wind whistlin'
Come back anytime
And we'll mix our lives together
Heaven knows- what keeps mankind alive
Every hand- goes searching for its partner
In crime- under chairs and behind tables
Connecting- to places we have known
(I'm looking for a)

Home- where the wheels are turning
Home- why I keep returning
Home- where my world is breaking in two
Home- with the neighbors fighting
Home- always so exciting
Home- were my parents telling the truth?
Home- such a funny feeling
Home- no-one ever speaking
Home- with our bodies touching
Home- and the cameras watching
Home- will infect what ever you do
We're Home- comes to life from out of the blue

Tiny little boats on a beach at sunset
I took a drink from a jar
And into my head
Familiar smells and flavors

Vehicles are stuck on the plains of heaven
I see their wheels spinning round
And everywhere
I can hear those people saying

That the eye- is the measure of the man
You can fly- from the stuff that still surrounds you
We're home- and the band keeps marchin' on
Connecting- to every living soul
Compassion- for things I'll never know

the Pitch- The overlighting drama of 'the GAME'

the race to activate
like a gun to our head
slipping past the gun
like in the cartoons where you stick a plate of food into the gun
or your finger and the gun explodes backwards



we all are here forgotten and alone
attacked by spiders and swarms of metallic beings
its the fear that keeps us stuck and divided. Struggling
allowing our masters to trick us again
programmed like a chained dog except the chains are invisible structures that we keep in our brains as good little boys and girls.

{Note: once run through the maze of programming the reinforcements can be dropped , the player usually will still obeys the programming. their job is to figure that out.}

Reality is an interpretation of the limited senses of our bodies programming-which keeps us staring at the pinprick through the box over our heads, We stay small slaves to the physical. Our Imaginations have been outlawed.

You think about our genetics, Its exponential for each child has twice the code of her parents. this is where the savior comes in. Into our hearts. IN all of us and our genius children of all Nations will take our hands and show us the way through the maze of forgetfulness that was imposed by our own agreements to be small..



freebie { can play multiple characters at a time this way because of the certain predictability after going through a maze of tests - boot-camp- where they receive
their programming and are embedded with clues and tools to get out of the maze, the weapons are Representative of both truth and deception- the double edge sword. the game is open ended and players can create their own worlds at the highest level and can drop into the lower levels as mentors or malicious monsters on their own experimental path but they will be noticed and contained if they interfere with the freewill of players that are activated. Activation is likely to take a while, or randomly given a free pass. get out of jail card - type draw.'Infinity restrained but infinity non the less.
No space is empty of energy. --]

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