102013_c_Post_BNJ

102013_c_Post_BNJ

It's now 8:08 AM, I've been conscious for 8 min.

I've had a lot of dreams that I've refused to write down her document or even talk about, not even to myself. Dreams that no one were to interfere with. This morning at 8 AM I awoke with every muscle in my body fully flexed and my hands clenched and tight fists. Now, 10 min. later, my body actually aches from the physical exertion I had upon awakening.

This is a very rare event, it's called an earth shaking dream. In this one was a rattle and hum type of event. I mean a real earth shaker.

I would prefer to give you every detail, precisely, but to do so now would enrage me all the more.

Let's talk and keep things specific concerning earthly annihilation.

Brevity!

I have a job, I have to wear a uniform, I don't want to wear the uniform but I have to wear the uniform for the job, I wear the uniform, I do a good job, at least no one's told me otherwise, and everything I'm supposed to guard is completely protected and there has never been any problem or issue with those things I'm protecting.

Human resources comes, human resources has to wear a uniform as well, they tell me there's going to be something added to my uniform. I must follow the person from human resources and I do. As I'm approaching where human resources is taking me I see someone else that works Finnish same job category that I have and fitted upon his head is some type of metal band with the track unit with a track cast within the band encircling his head. A device has been attached to this metal band. The person is very angry and looks at me with fear he in his size and his eyes, something to the effect, I can't believe they're doing this to us.

I'm taken into a room there are attendance in the room with all types of strange tools and equipment. The actual president of the bank, that's right I work at a bank, the president of the bank is in the room and tells me they're taking extra security procedures and I will be fitted with two devices. Not one but two.

I'll receive the steel band with the track that will be attached to my head that I cannot remove and I will receive a very special monitoring and tracking device that is to be fitted around my entire neck.

They start attaching these things about the top of my head and around my neck and I look at the president of the bank and I say in a calm and rational voice but with a pitch within my voice to express utter rage, "you can fuck yourself, you've gone too far this time!"

These two devices are secured with locks and human resources closest the locks. I'm told to report back to my workstation. It's hard to turn my head left to right with this thing around my neck and this thing encircling my head is so annoying I cannot push one it is outside of my awareness. I look utterly foolish like some type of criminal or slave.

Indeed I'm being treated like a criminal and I have become a slave.

I go back to my station with this thing around my neck choking me.

I pick up the microphone or should I say the walkie-talkie because is not microphone it's walkie-talkie. I dial in central control and when they acknowledge me I tell them "they've gone too far and they could go fuck themselves, I quit and him walking off the job now, this particular location is now unsecure, I'm leaving directly out the door."

I want directly to my vehicle, I still have the walkie-talkie, I still have the uniform, I still have the thing around my neck and a thing around my head. I have no intention on ever seeing any of these people ever again.

I can trust no one and so this is how things are to be.

I drive home, I look in the mirror and survey myself, I decided the drama tool will be the best option.

I attach a grinding disc to the drama tool plug it in and change the speed. I look in the mirror, a little lock around the thing around my neck and I think I need to do this slowly because as I cut through the lock it's going to acquire heat due to friction.

But I will cut this thing off and I will not hurt myself doing so. Not if I can help it.

I hear the hum of the drama tool is it begins to spin I carefully draw it to the lock and watch the sparks fly psychotic to the same and watch the sparks fly is I cut into the thing.

End of the dream.

I wake up in full rage. I begin to interpret the dream, it comes to me at lightning speed. I can interpret it for you, I can apply real names of real people and real events and actual time.

To do so would make my life more difficult. As the last thing I want to do.

So let's walk on a tangent, let me tell you about what the dream means along lines that should not make my life any more difficult. One fragment of what the dream means is that I have a broken clock with a bad sprain I have a broken clock with a bad sprain that would be spring. Is that so hard to type Mr. Dragon.

This is the type of clock you have to wind up, the right spring seems to be functioning but the left sprain my goodness. It's spring!

You know what I'm not a waste my time explaining the part of the dream that safe for me to explain. I'm not supposed to be living my life this way.

But you all find it amusing.

Fuck you!

Bill come heaven or hell I will have your ring finger! Feel lucky, you've got it easy. Bill for all I know you could be dead right now. I have no intention of ever seeing you again for the rest of my life. I don't have to. But I will have your ring finger trust. You're one of the unique ones, come rewind day you will be short at least one digit. Think about it bill but to make you special because on rewind day were all reassembled correctly. Right now you're the only one with missing limbs.

I could go more into the interpretation of this and literally explained the dynamics of heaven and hell. Because that's how I acquired your finger Bill by the powers of hell and all of the powers of heaven!

But as I've said you've got it easy. And you can watch me as I surface walk the face of the earth and all you're going to see is who I am. But you better watch my shadow because my shadow moves places you cannot monitor.

Are we not men?

No, we’re college professors with husbands that make buttons.

Reliance, walk the line for this one.

[The phrase "Are we not men?" is from The Island of Doctor Moreau.[10] It is the response during the litany of the Law[11] spoken by the Speaker of the Law to the Beast-Folk, creatures force-evolved through surgery by the mad doctor.]

PIC 1_Ed

From: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Are_We_Not_Men%3F_We_Are_Devo! 102013.

PIC 2

From: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Island_of_Doctor_Moreau 102013.

standing back I realize I'm going to have to dictate directly into the blog due to all of the hoops. I took the time to capture this within word because I knew word was going to malfunction with spacing. I threw it into WordPad and was able to correct the problems much more effectively and then recopy and re-paste to the blog.

 I even reset the font and restructured thanks. And restructured thanks. Things were reassembled. The joys of voice recognition!

 I'm going to all this trouble and I think, let's bitch showing this thing I said let us spit shine this thing.

 Thankfully we have a series of reality checks, will anything that shines within this buy you a cup of coffee?

 Hell no.

 What will buy you a cup of coffee, a variation on beef jerky if you go to Toronto back in the day.

 He even worked with for example he even worked with Frank Zappa, you know I had all of those albums on original vinyl and truly mint condition. I don't think that the Frank Zappa album was ever put to the needle. Most of my albums were not put to the needle. I even had backup copies I could play so I could keep some in perfect condition.

 That stuff's all lost... working-class hero...   you are both wrong about rock 'n roll though I think I've built a successful proof for that.

 Still will not buy me a cup of coffee.

 Now you can tell me what you don't believe in and you can tell me you believe in love but when the man says it's time to put the led to the pencil you come up empty-handed.

 They're a bad leprechaun! I suppose it's best that I lost your stylist on the railroad tracks as I was being tortured by the dogs.

 but that's okay, things are getting better all the time or at least more sharply rendered.

 This thing won't tab and now it appears to have changed fonts. I'm trying to write a script here and I need to go into the Friday mode and say nothing but the facts ma'am. But now I'm highly distracted. Where was I going with this. I was writing a script and I needed to move into black-and-white television and become Friday. It was a type of ping-pong associated with a bunch of fingerless people.

 It was about the leprechaun.

 Let's just stop for right now and mark this up to spending a lot of money on various forms of capitalistic programs that don't work worth a flying leaping lizards worth of bat shit.

Fuck,  I still haven't inserted the photos. Q: " They're not really photos their screenshots."

P: " don't say screenshots, remember what happened last time."  Q: " You mean the Batman thing, that's not happen again."  P: " what do you not understand about the lunatic fringe? If you walk on the wild side you've got to mind your P's and Q's."

LINE HERE:

He turns to Jack Webb and says:

          “I thought you were going to explain the door.”

 

Webb: “why bother, if love really did come to town and knock on the door they would simply say go away I'm looking for love.”

 

          “I guess you're right, what's love got to do with IT.”

 

Webb: “now you've done it, did you really need to bring Michael and all of this.”

 

          “Everyone likes his glove and he did steal an Oscar and besides I think Cheryl actually used to do backup vocals for him. You have a problem with Cheryl do you, I thought she was one of your favorites.”

 

Webb: “all was fine and dandy until we had the Nashville comment. I got compounded as we move around Crowville, from a literary standpoint.”

 

          “I don't think to get a catch the Al Gore reference.”

 

W: “do you really think I care and do you really think I thought they would! These people merely want to meet Mr. Drysdale.”

 

          “Now you've excluded about 99.999% of the worlds population.  You're never going to get your message across you might as well be speaking Latin.”

 

W: “Heaven knows I've only tried, I can't get the damn thing to load.”

 

          “There's a doughnut shop while we pull over, by a paper a dozen holes, a pack of smokes and spend the rest of the taxpayers paychecks at the jewelry store across from the doughnut shop.”

 

W: “I get the doughnuts and I think I get what you're talking about concerning taxpayers paychecks but what in the world do you want with the jewelry store.”

 

          “I need to buy a necklace for a friend of mine.”

 

W: “you're going to buy jewelry for friend, what's Bernice, think about that?”

 

          “It's not really her concern, besides I got to get something special for George. I hope that Sondra realizes that without James she is a drift.”

 

W: “yeah, she just didn't get it, a man's got to do a man's got to do as we all know it's a man's world.”

 

          “I think George told her as much.”

 

W: “so is this thing with you and George Sirius?”

 

Their walk up to the doughnut counter and order for replying doughnuts three chocolate covered donuts and six cake doughnuts as well as coffee and a pack of smokes.

 

          “I don't know if you'd call it serious, we just like to get together with the boys and play grab ASS!”

 

W: “what FBI field agent doesn't like to do that!”

 

Readers note: there are some serious flaws in this that I meant to correct but I was going with the moment and after I go so far I lose track of where all the problems are. Let's just say we've got a boatload of them. Therefore I'm not going to correct any of them but some of what you're reading is actually bass ass backward.

 

That's why we all need to study the large mouth bass found in this their parts.

 

Yes, I did say this their parts, I'm practicing my Ellie Mae speech. Any tips Jethro?

 

          “I called Sewanee…. All right Dragon we need to go into old-school primitive, backwoods American speech, do you have that in your programming files? Let's try again.

 

“Yes I know I have an open ended quote and yes I put another open ended quote to" the open-ended problem.

 

          Primitive backwoods American speech take to, speed, action:

 

          “Well I'll Sewanee I believe that there city slicker is going to put a handle on this bucket”

 

          “I ain't too sure about that Buddy, Iraq and I are reckon,,,,,

 

Cut!

 

Everybody take a one-hour break. Jeanette get Tokyo on the phone, we've got a broken Korean clock with an American flag on it and now were going all hillbilly with a rack and make all this Hollywood.

 

“I know, I told you we should have shot this someplace else. We found a perfect location in central China. We can completely mimic this entire landscape and will have great cell phone reception and high-speed Internet all included.”

 

I know it's hard to believe, people don't get the phone company even when they're at a car wash drinking bottles of blood and peeling the labels off. LBJ wanted a lot more but nobody wanted LBJ.

 

“It's not that bad, they did kill Kennedy after all.”

 

Let's not get into that it's a long time till November, we've got a get through October.  My god what's that smell.

 

“It must be Buddy Epson.”

 

[An assistant comments to the two of them.]

 

          “It's not Mr. Epson is virtually powder right now I think it's Andy Griffith.”

 

[The illustrated Man walks past the corpses of Mr. Epson and Mr. Griffith.]

 

Now it's neither of them, it's this.

 

[The illustrated Man points to a pile of human feces on the set, fresh and steaming in the early morning.]

 

Who let Opie on the set. I told you he's not allowed on the set not after that incident with the Super Bowl.

 

“We're not sure it was him.”

 

[She holds the earpiece closer to her ear.]  “Security tells us Mr. Lucas and Spielberg have been seen on the set this morning.”

 

What, post to are allowed here!

 

          “Sir we have Tokyo on the line.”

 

[Looking up at all of the others the illustrated Man points to Janet……

 

Yes I've been distracted and I'm irritated so were going to stop here, it's 10 o'clock now which means I've probably missed breakfast and I have not had a cup of coffee.

 

There's a slim chance.

 

People it's really a good idea to let me finish my thoughts and make everything work perfectly. I can put some things together, it'll be interesting enough, I'm not good assays could be that good but it'll be interesting but I can't do anything when things malfunction and I'm distracted.

 

So Japan you just can have to wait.