There are people who believe that the movie The Matrix is true. I remember reading about a boy who shot up his high school after watching it repeatedly. I’m not talking about those ones I mean the ones who see a prophecy within that movie. We commonly refer to them as nerds. The nerds were right. I’ve noticed that straight after I’ve logged on I’ll receive a phone call. I should know better as there is a 1-2 second delay after I’ve picked up before they start but there is also a delay when one of my mate Skype’s. That movie was true. They have bugged the telephones with little villains (I don’t know) that follow you.
People are getting excited that we are almost able to clone a person. Creation without sex can’t be right. People are getting excited throwing themselves into a net. Humanity has the right to do this and can’t wait. Mankind will clone itself into serfdom. Our bastard offspring will not know. They will grow into picking beetroot. The masters will determine our lives off of a screen and nobody cares it’s happening. Humanity doesn’t have a right. We have evolved from our humble beginnings into the ugly truth. We are Man and we are in charge. The human intellect will one day choke on knowledge. It will be multi-tasking and won’t have a hand free
I had a hot hot hot ******** girl ask me to move in with her. One of my mates once asked me if I ever got nods of acknowledgment from other men in mixed race couplings. I laughed ‘cause it was funny but then wondered why it was funny. I laughed because man finds it easier to hate. People look at these couplings as un-natural. Nobody is racist at birth, I mean when they came out of the fanny. We are all born prejudice to ourselves but to another we are not. The human race hates itself and wants to collapse. WWIII will be a blessing when there is no more room. There will be a country that decides all of our fates if we don’t first get to one colour
The home phone rang again but I ignored it. Everywhere I go I see scores of young people head bowed to their phone. I remember a time before technology where people used to talk to each other. Not anymore. Not unless you’re online. The life we live online will always be cooler than reality. People my own age are always online. Can’t they remember when they weren’t? I had to go to the store. I passed three people walking with theirs heads down texting. They have two lives. I can’t see the fixation living in that world. I listen to music and live in a made-up world. A world where nothing is true but you can taste it. I would rather listen to music and not engage than to look down and see where I’m at
A friend told me earlier in the day that I should try online-dating. I’ve tried it before. I tried when I was really brain damaged. I joined a sex site first by accident. I put a photo of my face and all these women kept sending flirts down the line. I befriended them then saw all of their male friends had photos of their cocks. All of their online friends didn’t show their faces but showed cocks and balls instead. I sent one girl a message asking how come she was so hot but had to look virtual to find someone? I thought she would have her pick of a hundred and twenty-five men a day. She clicked un-friend and that was it. I wanted to see behind the face she shows. It was probably a bald forty-year old man sitting behind his computer out at Homebush. I want to feel her heat and taste a woman’s pheromones before I start. I tried another agency and when I looked at their ‘best’ photos on their profiles I felt sorry for them. Most looked humble and just in search of a decent man. A lady once told me I was really good looking… but that was just online too
Online isn’t real yet the reality is that it is. When I look around I wonder why Orwell didn’t think of this? All it takes is distraction. We will all be happy to live in cages by the time he gets back. The world will be all looking down when it falls from the sky. The crash will only be observed through the medium of capturing. Only a few will see it with their own eyes. My computer and I barely communicate but men carry their’s right next to their balls. Women carry their’s over one of their ovaries. They are slowly sterilising you and you are letting them. They are trying to kill the breeders. I leave my phone at home
Andrew Stuart Buchanan