Just another 1 Bobby…yeh

 

Knows it
Knows it

 

Another time with time
time to dance with time

Well, today has been a sad and lonesome day
Yeah, today has been a sad and lonesome day
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Wipeout in shades of memory and a measling mass of old

Wipeout in shades of memory and a measling mass of old

As it fades the measling mass turns to shades of nebulae and

Gold

Triggers-Diversions-Life and Algorithms

When you listen/look/hear/think/imagine about media of any kind-life and living sounds like a formula-well it is.

In their most insidious way Google and its algorithms are controlling our behaviours from actions to thoughts-verbal to written-reactions to consequences and unintended outcomes.

Our lives are not ours any more they actually are a formula-Googles and all Media.

With radio and newspapers-twitter-social media and all its extensions we are controlled by marketers.

Now marketers are not an entity one bit concerned about you and yours they are concerned with money and trying to get as much of it as they can by controlling you -your behaviour-your mind.

Forming your thoughts-they insinuate themselves into your mind until you change, and change comes from constant repetition also called habituation.

They have psychologists and psychiatrists-sociologists-philosophers inputting morsels of ideas into any campaign they are running.

‘What if’ that’s the question and they are willing to run with any solution or answer to that ‘what if’ question.

Google are the same except they pay big money to get the best psychologists et al to engineer human behaviour.

There is a reason for myth and symbols and the Ouroboros fits the bill for how life as we know is a perpetual recurring nightmare of the axiomatic algorithm.

When you think about it everyone is a counselor from the hack to the politician to everyman. How did society become consumed with themselves and everyone else’s attitudes-behaviours-problems-perceptions?

How did this happen:

The psychologist studies brain function, researching and identifying behaviour and emotional patterns: they learn the how to’s.

The Sociologist studies human behaviour and society.

The Psychiatrist studies diagnosis prevention and treating mental disorders

The philosopher studies the mind knowledge values and existence.

Mixing these together with a few spoons of computer science then bobs your uncle or aunt or whomever with this the algorithmic flood gates opened and there is no way to close them.

So now everyone is in on the act and the world starts to fall apart-little mental cracks form and shatter the unformed and delicate mind.

Triggers with constancy and repetition begin with lesions small then they spread like a neurological formation.

People start to share and complain they put their lives out there they open up and google and media love this-people make the programs for the radio and TV show with their constancy and repetition.

If no one contributes, then they will ring a loyal contributor- will you come on today we are talking today about suicide-abortion-break ups-money-lying-unfaithfulness-sadness-and the big one depression.

It has got so out of hand that charities abound-help groups-helplines-one to one counselling-resources everywhere. A massive business.

Subconsciously we know this is happening to our state of mind and life. It’s out of our control like our life.

The algorithms have taken over.

There is no resistance.

The virus is algorithms.

There is no hope.

It’s in the bank.

 

 

America captures the hearts minds money of the Never endings of Never Prey on the Prey

A little shreek like a lobster plunged into a boiling pot came from her throat-trying to stifle it her heart bobbed in her chest and she gasped expelled.

‘Just ready’ he said

Her head turned to the side her left hand grabbed his arm-it was hard-her lips plugged up again as he released-a sadness overwhelmed her.

She could see in his black eyes a regularity of forbidden entry.

A blue smile formed on his lips as his tongue peaked like a clitoris out at the side.

‘You like this lady’

Catapulted back to a time when this was forbidden, she thought of her life where pleasure was non- existent where even the thought was a sin.

Rory the first was tall and lugubrious with shadows in his eyes and want in his mind. She was reflected in him as a towel of sensuousness sheathed her. Her body immersed in his organs folded by his skin wrapped up in turgid tenderness.

He was using her she knew-being useful made her forgiving and giving.

‘Ok’ blackman interjected her thoughts and said to indifference ‘pass me the towels’

‘You ok on your own to lift her out’

‘Of course, what’s there to lift only a bag of bones’

Indifference laughed at his sarcastic shallowness.

He brushed off the languid lips again and played using the back of his hand over them an oceanic symphony.

She wanted to explode and rise up-her body confused felt hot-her head fell back-it was too much-her heart beating hard-breathless he covered her mouth with a sponge-she came.

This is death she thought-

I want to die now

 

 

deep intense lover savaged by the mocking inane and orgulous society who rips (rip) your heart out and gnaws it

deep intense lover savaged by the mocking inane and orgulous society who rips (rip) your heart out and gnaws it

Everything fired the container up-soaking -imagining he thought she was an easy target-he missed

Everything fired the container up-soaking -imagining he thought she was an easy target-he missed

 

 

The new moon has immense consequences immense-

sliding over the

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In a world of things and wanting the desirous eyes

the fleshy temptation the sensuous conceit are

fleeting

but bear such strength that the human

has to rise to a better view

Continue reading “In a world of things and internet of things the wanting-the desirous eyes-the fleshy temptation-the sensuous conceit:are fleeting heartbeats and lifelong aches”

deep intense lover savaged by the mocking inane and orgulous society who rips (rip) your heart out and gnaws it

deep intense lover savaged by the mocking inane and orgulous society who rips (rip) your heart out and gnaws it

it’s impossible to assemble the disassembled mind of heroes

it’s impossible to assemble the disassembled mind of heroes

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