Here's The Deal

Robots in your face, nano-bots, in your cereal...drones flitting, and buzzing through the sky's, and air we breath...like so many 'insect swarms'. Big ones, little ones, mosquito sized ones...all bearing 'injectables', and 'gasses', and virus, and camera's for little tiny eyes, and little 'shrimp size' cannons...'ten thousand shooter;s', to blast us in the ass, as they pass, with little 'mini-microphones', to listen to us scream?

Is this what you want, people? Is this what you will advocate, and allow? Are you mad, as well as damned? They market, this oncoming hoard of hateful nuts and lethal bolts, of tech...as though it were 'for us.' No! It is for them, 'their bottom line'. They 'bring the business home', but they 'automate', the thing, and who is that supposed to save? The jobs are gone! Get it through your head! They don't need us anymore!

SCREAM, at the machine! It is your death...all neatly fixed, and cleverly endowed...to 'put you down!' Is this the way, you want this all to end? Why did you think, the 'body bags' were there...some catastrophe to come? The 'catastrophe' is here! They don't plan on saving us, with space age medicine, and nursing us through 'social growth' and abnormalities. They've only planned, for 'them!'

Run for your life. Kill every damn machine, out there. There is no social justice. There is no 'homeland security'. There is no Insurance, or assurance, worthy of the name. It has all been fixed. 'It's just business'. It's all been a lie, by the same people, that bring you endless death, and violence, and 'prime' cuts, of every meat, and sweets, out there. The sacrifice of Earth prepared, for wars, just didn't rid enough of us.

They want more! They insist on this! More blood, more power, more lies. Peer within their minds, see how they work...these serial killers, day and night...perfecting their machine, planning how to share the pie, together, in the end of things. The coldness of their calculated plans...entirely exonerated, by the Presidents, the Popes, the Queens, and Kings, and Judges...that they chose...all bought and paid for, to legitimize their crimes...as if, by law, no crime, indeed, took place.

But one thing remain...even darker, than their dark insanity's...dos.reboot. You will feel this, as the world goes to 'candle power!' In that moment, of your 'blasted' question. 'Huh?' you will know...it's ALL over!


Written by, Bruce James Clyde 2016, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: Dead mans hand, from Harry Boslem, ibuzzle