Face the Face

i wake up

my mind always foggy

but still a little clearer than it was during my last attempt to disengage..

i fear that this "story" is getting closer to the truth of the situation

and i fear during my last binge,my last dime ,on slowing down myy mind with stimulants of the smoked kind this time ruined some brain cells

or am I just tired of trying to write this as fiction..

my jaw is tight

my eyes ,my face still swollen

from the flood of nano bots that Dome,my mentors saw fit to recalibrate

so when I dare look in the mirror I can see and not only sense and read their disheartening summation of my being

Last night I had said too much.

I am the man who knows too much

I am the whistler I know things for I walk and glean and investigate by night

reading the  beyond the redacted transcripts and unclassified documents on the great experiment that was the true space race of the early 1960's

parceled out to franchised ,almost amauture start up groups .Groups and Cloisters also invested in this bizarre obsession to get to the bottom and front and side to side of the mind

(a venture grown more and more profitable and justified at the end of the 20th century as pre cognition of intent through pupil reads and skin flushing temperate measuring proved as unsatisfactory as it was meant to)

anything goes in a world of suspiscion

as it was meant to.

Anything to somehow make The Readings more easy to swallow .just in case .just in case the Leaks somehow flood the accessable means of Old School non neural evasive Communication

communication that  is self regulated(and thought of as somehow UNTRUE in this regard)through speech and text.

One's Automatic thought tempered through what one is Supposed To Say

Opposed to What One Is Really Thinking

But that explains The Reading .The fMRI,EGG and Embeeded Sensory Preceps so integral for Mind Reading,Monitoring and Augment but it in no way begins to explain

Impart Technology that puts data ,directive and suggestives IN.

Nor does it explain the reighns of submission and capsulation of "say Uncle"(uncle who sir?) physical scramble of the small "bots' and bevy they saw fit to induct me with for alteration of appearance

(their explanation of this subderal revolution in jigsaw,reversable cosmetic "mergery" explained once as a neccesity in camoflage..and a presumption made by a fellow travelor in New Way Techtronics as a feature for future  Ticians of all kinds (including actors for aren't they Roloticians of The New Times of Tru(and TruGenic )Persuation most of all?To be All Things to All People.To Morph themselves into any Role quite literally to establish The Company Line

I understand that initially the Fuglying Up or Beautification as Reward by the swarm of micro(no bigger than a white blood cell now.and how Low Can We Grow.Small is the New Large in NanoNeuro..so small ,so hidden the swarm of billions of NeuroLancers can be introduced as gel.In a tube of sunscreen

"hey Good lookin,let me rub some lotion on your shoulders.so there is no damage"

            (nanobots the size of white blood cells pivot spire blood brain barrier)

I went along

I Domed Brandon.

I suspected He was the one who Inducted me into the program and I knowingly introduced TruGenics and DomeMachinations into his porous portal.

In the next 7 days,headset on I began the agonizing Process of Neural Understanding.Collecting data and a sense of identity and Key Notes from his Mind.

I know his favorite color

I know the style of Actor he "communes "with as some kind of telegenic "soul mate"in his fantasy life.

In the Next 15 days ,after the cagey cross over through blood brain barrier I watched engineers "reimagine "Brandon's facial design.

I saw hand made sketches of His Punishing Visage

the temporary disfiguring apllication and redistribution of millions of small micro dots whose only purpose was to alter and adjust.And imbue a sense of property on Brandon.That he 'd truely been tagged(it's as plain as that look on your face,you are just not seeing or hearing things,nor are you any mainstream cinematic version of a Cybernetic puppet ,Brandon Mmemetic,?sort of but these people mean bizness and if they wanted they could Keanu Reeves into mutton..

On the 23rd day Brandon took his life.

A better man than me.

A man who wouldn't be owned

will not be a thing one sees much

In the New Way or world