it is not in my best intrest to write more.
nor was it a good idea.
perhaps to write this to begin with.

but i had to.

it was right.

if i am playing with fire however
so
are THEY

consider for one moment what it would be like to have control over another in a regard such as i have presented.

and think where one's mind
might HAVE to go
to free themselves of such advancement.

think how very dangerous.
this ALL KNOWING technology

might be taken
by
something a little bit more advanced and KNOWING than this

12 ft x 17 ft
2006
"in back"

he was never hiding
perhaps
he was waiting.

one thing FOR SURE
I know he was watching

heaven knows

Mr Allsion

I ain't the only one who had better watch their step.

I am reminded of Tom Hanks in the film Castaway

having nobody to speak to.

so afraid

so alone

so afraid he speaks to a volleyball

he names Wilson.

to go above "the stars" and the images and hypersense

of THEM all around us.

not just in MY eyes

but in YOURS as well

Their myths

Their stories.

They own the skies.

they own the airways

the towers of babel that transmit

and sublimate us all

One cannot help but reach beyond

"everyone loves raymond"

and Demi Levato

to something

more quiet

and

wilder

and TRUER