Tag

they didnt know i was a jew.

they don't usually "tag" jews

seems it brings up "issues"

analogies

mengele and all that shit

"not many jews hailing down cars on Santa Monica Blvd for a suck and fuck"my" mentor" said.He calls me Cyberg"

they watch us like hawks.

they use us like pigeons

they read us like papers.

they judge us like criminals

can't help but think of them as Nazis sometimes

it's easier if I just think of white slavery via insert as 'the style of the times"
like Vampires
being owned
being someone's bitch

it ain't so bad.
when one gets used to it.
i can spend all day doing nothing but seeing
they can do that you know.
better than TV

I read online.
people bitching and whining about being "tagged" ,"domed"
calling themselves targeted individuals
bitching about mind control
civil liberties.and privacies of thought

babies
pussies
how can they send you visuals and shit if they can't see outta your eyes
or know what's on your mind?dumbass.

I suppose different people and groups are doing the same jive on others with different intent.
it's a big deal lately.
can't get fucked.
or even a pinkie up their bunghole.
nano technology
by other factions use any orifice they cant get some gel on if you know what I mean

every company has a different method of 'brainstorm"
and a different take on "transmit"
the actual inserts supposedly are pretty universal.
"everything is up to date in Man Jit  City"in this reguard
mainly they use junkies .and whores.
the more Bi the better
and I hear they're using some of our reads for some acting program.
so actors can not only reach into their.like memories for uh...whatever
but other peeps as well.
project soul catcher.

but it's hard to keep a soul In the City
especially LA

they won't pay us.
besides .visuals.
and "therapy"
but seeing lepracahns and cowboys won't buy a cup of coffee
I spend my days
chain smokin
and peddlin crack
crack helps the mind slow down
for other "bergs"in the hood

even if it's just for 20 minutes one feels ones mind is one's own

but one gets petrified  or at least I do
if they don't come back
"what i do wrong.what i think wrong...."
than you hear them
real soft.
like the sound of a  wave in the ocean
that
is starting
to make sense

I watch over Tommy
the kid is gettin unglued
some rat slipped him more information than he was supposed to know
bout how this whole town
is soon gonna
"glow"