There was an advert on Facebook marketplace for *free* insert your favorite hobby here hobby materials and his help had been requested for the pick up. He knew the women shouldn't travel alone, they could, but it wasn't really safe these days...and this was a strangers house from the internets so the gamble had increased a multifold.
He was a kid in his early twenties with bits of beard on his face in patchwork places, thin, wet looking dark hair that hit above his shoulders, his shirt the colour of new leaf unfurled except muted and dulled, like his eyes. On his shirt was soft pink writing concerning a stance of disdain regarding plastic straws.
Déjà vu again, bright pink flowers, everyone of them perfect, like rows of soft pillows reaching to the heavens...
Bam! the door did open and bright words did shoot at his eyes so not to be mistaken
"Make Orwell Fiction Again"
Déjà vu again, this time he was going to play along...
So he did ask her with a curiosity he thought sounded bright,
"pray tell old crow with frost at your temples, what does this mean? Please explain." his head cocked to the side with a bit of ego weeping from his words as if to know.
Her wings pulled in to get through the door, her legs grew long and she stood tall, her head held high. Down she came from her place just 3 steps above and she sang to him in words of plain,
"Well, it just so happens I have a story for you. Did you know Lowes installed a license plate recognition camera on a berm at the entrance of the parking lot? Rhetorical question, forgive my tresspass I must go on. The other evening we came upon a gentleman at that same Lowes to whom I said,
"hello"
in the tool section where there are cameras all above and right in front of you. This man in what was either a French West African or Haitian accent replied,
"hello"
politely pushing his cart filled with 5 things. We headed our way to garden area, because I am after all a woman of seasons and this is garden season." She rambled, "When we finished up and were on our way, we saw that same young man...
carrying his heavy burden through the adjacent bank parking lot, a place he hasn't robbed so no one gets a notification of the pirates arrival so he can take his plunder, his tax of equity, to sell it on amazon, the same place you can buy the license plate recognition machine."
The old crow with eyes veiled of glass wouldn't let go of her prey.
"How many intersections and door bell rings, not to mention your computer, your telephone, your t.v., probably your stove too, look back at you? Now don't you know young man who is so bold, it doesn't matter if you wear a mask, they can see right through, to the inner you, there is only the one place they can't see."
He listened soundly, he squinted his eyes, he didn't know if he wanted her song to end...
"...now the thieves just walk through the parking lot carrying the heavy DeWalt tools"
and to finish the say she in did in the circle way, she raised her eyebrow and sang,
"Make Orwell Fiction Again"
"Huh", he replied and nodded his head, he turned and pondered and wondered.
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
In reality we have cameras everywhere: speeding cameras to fine you, red light cameras to fine you, and toll road cameras to fine you. All fine ways are troll ways.
No camera can stop a crime unless it's a pre crime notification.
If it is not a pre crime notification system that your precious tax dollars are subsidizing then it's a system where they catch the criminal after the crime has happened and "Awesome SCause!!!" We* (the royal We) bounce it through the system for your outrage and entertainment. Even the body cameras on the force of the after effects police.
The above is not a fictional event, it is how ever written colourfully, to grab your attention...
The LPR camera is an easy purchase on amazon...now let me take this full circle some more...can you imagine what you can not buy on amazon it's the States all Seeing machine.
He really was wearing a shirt with the captured straw psyop from early in the game of the system.
I know a tranny mom who fell for it too.
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| The alarm went off when I went to close to the 'entry gate' to get my data collection pixels |
a good story is about real people amplified for lesson of application
memes on shirts war is the only information you control
into the ether flip backwards then forwards the waters surround, push air out your nose as hard as you can when going forward, hold tight when going back, flip it in time, one way or the other its just a twist of faith it's when time is of the matter
