Evan felt it was his jobto keep his Cole's neurals fearful enough that the men in Black Slacks wouldn't intercede
on Cole's Caveat
Evan had warned Cole to stay away from perusing online ,in books ,in college libraries any information about synthetic telepathy and to sure as hell might be set into his left and right hemisphere with such apparatus not to go near direct energy weapons testing on united states citizens
"besides" Evan graphed at the Merge bio -tech in "the spaces in between" Cole's bull headed ..guessing and this guessing messing with Cole's reformatting
did Cole really think
that any ex -CIA or ex FBI or CBS developer of Intracortical Assuagement was ALLOWED to really explain what was reallllly going on here?
Evan tried to make Cole understand that these ex- this and ex-that's were placed ..as so much Street Theater and slight of hand
to feed the human subjects...the Proxy.. misinformation
and
didn't Cole realize half those books written about synthetic telepathy and Psychotronics were written ONLY by "spooks" to give a human subject just enough information to screw with a Human Husk by in fact letting the Husk KNOW ..this isn't a dream THIS is really happening?
did it never occur to Cole that any important information concerning either the run downs with the tech or information about the tech itself sure as hell wouldn't be published either online nor in a book
and certainly not by any ex -CIA ,NSA, NBC 'insider"
they wrote these books as Limited Hang Outs...
here 's some dough ..buy yourself some Bermuda shorts move to the Keys a few months and "spill das beans"..on us..and we'll pick up the check ..
write down just enough true lies that the human test monkeys can
it sometimes got to Evan that Cole truly believed he was getting anywhere...and it also upset Evan that Cole ,who thought of himself as so reasonable actually believed he was getting any "inside inside" from Robert Duncan .
If Robbie Duncan had written one word he was told he could not write.
Mr Robbie would be fish food.
Cole himself had written a first person account of his years as a "perp" working in England on Brain Computer Interface .Cole loved playing the part of an MI -6 named Ian giving away the entire Advanced Technology library of schemes and memes...that Good old England had been working on since the Alan Turing days.
Cole ad never been to England ,let alone worked as MI -6 ,5,or otherwise.
he simply wrote what was handed to him..
trying to mimic the style of scientist /playa'/ 'Mandler"
dousing the text with a Val Kilmer -esque sub plot based on 'The Saint" that fuckin' Parasol Press completely ripped out of his first hand account of being a Tele -Operator gone Breach
also Parasol Press places a photo of some old bearded man with nicotine stained hair as Ian Ensworth instead of the mod looking young fellow Evan had suggested "be" Evan/ Ian on the dust cover.
Evan removed modified laptop to record INTERJECTIONS
the same room
a mauve and teal hotel room near the airport
where he came specifically
to think
the anonymity of the room...helped him empty his mind of anything not pertaining to his job at hand
even the vaguest symbol or recollection
could mare implicate intra cerebral interacts
these type of MURALISTIC DREAMS were not his specialty
while Evans brainwaves were based on Cole's specifics.
it was up to Evan to create more of the pretext than the subtext
the VLF waves
would be pure brain computer interface
with him recording Cole's
modalities
in case a second introduction
of presets needed to be "read back" during another REM
it wasnt that Evan wasn't subtle
it was more that he was just angry he had to bother introducing a "this is what could happen" scenario to begin with
Evan thought progress was being made in Cole's New Way
but every few days
When he was unmonitored or untethered from a system it was back to the Jimmy Olsen shit of Cole "getting to the bottom of this"
these wild swings in personality further convinced Vanessa that indeed Cole was"connected"
to some type of" tool "of some kind.
good old Robert Duncan's Project Soul Catcher volume 2 (there WAS no Volume One for christ;s sake Evan wanted to remind and shout at Cole's auditory vvvvvvvvvvortex)now a staple in both he and Vanessa's bathroom
Evan hated people who kept books in bathrooms.
there was something unwholesome about thinking and bodily functions
The Rainy Method
had been drummed into his head. that thinking
was serious business and not some idle occupation one does on the john
this revved up hardy boys nonsense
precipitated
untold man hours of monitoring among the Proxy Cyber secondary Neuralist staff
why couldn't the son of a bitch just stuck with possession or aliens?
he should have known this wasn't going to be easy
on an Urban Egghead
but jesus
he was also taking the fun out of it
and with Vanessa around he couldn't have Cole
alone
the little puppy Cole
his little baby boy bitch
god forbid Vanessa caught him staring at the ceiling
her snapping her fingers in his face
yelling into his ear
STOP IT STOP IT as if Cole was some kind of transmitter
although .
he was.
but that was Cole's bizness not hers..wasn't it Evan thought
Evan felt bad for Cole
as it was Evan who had found Cole for Proxy Cy to steal
so
now
they had to maintain Cole's brain waves somewhere between sceptic /zombie/ boyfriend
all the while trying to introduce Tad
his love interest
Tad meanwhile
had been asked to move into Cole's apartment building
changing his appearance just enough that Cole wouldn't place him
as the actor
in the bodywash ads
Tad had gone thru the trouble at Proxy's expense
of excusing himself from a small but recurring part in a new TNT crime drama
Figer assumed could visualize himself more realistically
as The originally Cole he had seemed at first so smitten with
if Cole had a lover.
why was Cole was being so damn ungrateful when all this was being done for him
was anybody's guess.
didnt he realize how much money he was costing them?
and time
with his rather arbitrary ,if you asked Evan, self will
funny.you dont see many spys around leaping from rooftops or in any high speed chases ...
Evan had begun the dream with a thought from an August 14th reading concerning Cole's annoying obsession of trying to understand "the Process"
the MURALS were also to see where introduced triggers might take the subject.
people do not tend "to lie" in dreams"
at the same time Evan had to keep reestablishing the focal point and props of the dream
enough that the rooftop party
introduced to show Evan his lowering stature "in the world" if he kept up this search.and kept thinking of himself as some god damned Target Individual or TI
as the piddlers online called themselves.
Evan too had read along with Cole these people's accounts of brain tampering through electronic means
maybe some of them were in fact
'tampered " with
but not one he could recognize as "app-ed".
of course other companies were doing the same "product launches" and pre tests.
but didnt Cole know ,or sense he was Evan's creation and not some god damned Target
the more Cole read about these wackos the more he began identifying with them
all Evan wanted for Proxy Cy and Richard Figer
was enough of an augmentation
that Cole could live out some of Figer's fantasies
of being a rent boy and a porn star
if Poor Keith didn't shoot himself in the head
Cole wouldn't even have this oppurtunity
and her he was not even making an effort
to try to change
Figer had a very specific script that first required some of this downtime
to get rid of Cole's intellectual drabness.
make him into a guy's guy Figer requested.
than we'll work on the looks thing
Evan thought he was making enormous strides
it was Vanessa destroying his work
it was as if every day Proxy Cyber wove a tapestry and ever other day vanessa came along and ripped apart the threads
so what if Proxy Cy gathered a little data
for future projects
it was the way any company worked
but it also financed
The New Way
sometimes as Gary Rainy said Ethics must be put aside for much larger Ethical consideration down the line
he wants to think of himself as a fucking Targeted individual huh.
instead of a pleasant host for Figer?
Evan had made a list of some of the more bizarre confessionals of some of the "targets"who believed that some organization or something had chipped them or something .
He wanted Cole to see what he might come off as
if he kept up this "HUNT FOR HEAD OCTOBER" shit
EXT -ROOFTOP-NIGHT
COLE in a pissed stained T shirt.
tin foil hat on his head reading
a book about magical unicorns
"so where were all these secret microfilms and computer chips you seem so keen talking about
A man in a dark coat says holding the back of Cole's head so he can best see the -Long way down
" oh probably in some homeless person's rectum or prostitute's open sore," Cole says in a manner ant to emphasize how crude
getting graphic about ....human experimentation
can "read" to the dark coated stranger stranger who suddenly transforms ..dream style intp one of Vanessa's friend.
as in this" mind mural"
Cole is now
at
Vanessa's party.
on HER rooftop
where she is throwing an engagement party
for she and her current lover
"scuse me "the woman says deliberately spilling some crackers on herself -,anything to get away from this "disturbed man" and fast.
(2) not even dreams are my own
what type of man am I this morning.
waiting to see if I am forgiven for presenting my circumstances in such a severe way SSSSSSSoul VCatcher
was supposed to be precious?
part of the breadcrumbs
all Targeted at first at first find relief from
hope..
why ruin it for others?
why..what !...are you kidding me I want to scream and never stop screaming!
.just a beer too many.
and i so easily turn...my mood changes like cartoon madness
but this IS cartoon madness.
not going forward.
a boat spinning in circles
The Process stops
wordless communications between hierarchy
after a point
education becomes subjugation
process and detachment
one concludes the journey is only clincial
and all too personal
my private tensions and fears heightened and amplified by numbers.enough pause to readjust to a decimal change in frequency or another "version"
given up believeing the lie,the lie that had kept me breathing and hoping..now ashamed that I had believed there was good reason
the singularity
a new breed
that these pieces will somehow be assimilated
into some pure soul
but instead....
a mobius strip
of my own triggers and neuroses
observe
extract
insert
replay
observe
distract
insert
The New Way
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