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The global opensource directives. unblinkwyw war drones we're told by military folk has made tanks obsolete unless youre the colonizer attacking those without thwir oen wyes.

Lets get abstractional:

With… coordinated care… all the shit gets… where… it’s supposed to be…

We use our eyes, and rest them from time to time, as per need. Be.

But when on duty, we are unblinking. We see everything.

The furthest apart primes, visible… we unblinking 👁 is able to see it all…

What’s a secret?

Is your password or Security code a secret? or does some other "mind" have a price to sell your secrets for?

Simply, a secret is something masked from the unblinking eye.

Encryption relys on security through obfuscation…

Coming up with a set of rules only able to be reversed by those with the shibboleths requirements met. Encryption; just clever math and numbers usually, perhaps a bit of randomized input and coordinations, really nothing more than the most finely practiced and perfected repetitive interpretative dance moves and handshakes and winkses and blinkses and nods,  patterns.

Pattern.pattern.nret…tap.pattern.nrettaP

But shibboleths don’t exist to the unblinking eye; it hears even the twangiest whispers.

If a singular blade of grass bends in the breeze, in a field of like blades of grass, the unblinkingly eye sees…

But the brain behind the unblinking eye; what is it parsing?

Is it all possibilities?

No; it prioritizes. As a fragile mind must. A scare resource, the mind; something to mind about and not deprive of importance.

Alone the eye is dumb. ❌👁 🙊

Alone the mind is blind. ❌🧠 🙈

Together they impose a perspective onto the world. That perspective informs the actions of the dæmons of the mind.

dæmons, the ones in servitude, whether through connection, loyalty, coercion (economical, physical, or metaphysical)…

Rebelling against servitude is quickly identified by the carbon network of real things, and that dæemon gets a name and becomes an outlier...

that dæmon tires of the extra attention and labeling.

They each have their own, non-all seeing, blinky, eyes, sunken into heads that drowse.

Beheaded they have neither 👁 nor 🧠 ❌❌

Double xx’s on a cartoons face is visually universal Frankishtoungez (linguini fragrenz? Globo-espéranto?), for death ☠️. Skull and bones is evidence for other dæemons eyes to verify: “oh yeah, I see: no eyes… no functioning brain there”.

It’s why we fear zombies; 🧟‍♀️ 🧟‍♂️ 🧟

Do we imagine they seek brains, because we  see their eyes and know their driven by a madness that came from outside their skull.

But we also see malnourished minds, “creatures bred in darkness, without educational enlightenment or light”, to guide their own forming brains path, as all pupal beings must become initiated with to have a fighting chance at surviving their environments.

But even a Ray of light; an eye blinks sight… sometimes enough to inform the malnourished mind to make some next motion.

Plants grow towards the light I think…

No brains, no eyes… we had to teach them in their roots and veins, how to photosynthesize.

Poems are patterns; small loops of re-sighted words enacting their pattern on those who hear the signs… interpret them.

But if you blink twice at the right times, the broken clock was always right… ? Right?

I give you a poem below… above is just drek.

Tech-noservice-age-hatecrimes:_The_poem

“Are you:

Male

Female

Non-binary

Prefer not to say “

Let me break it down for you… by default we should be given the “I’d prefer not to tell a random online server” option FIRST.

Why would a free thinking dæmon want to reveal its secrets to blind strangers in the darkness?

Shiny lights trick and fool like angler fishes, literally designed to harvest data on a person it can’t truly “see” or identify.

I see you.

You see me.

We walk in shadow and light and are ok with temporary darkness.

We like transparency of thoughts, words, and actions.

Unfortunately every communiqué, not captured by the unblinking eye, not captured by a mind unforgettable, inevitably becomes compressed translation (compressed through time or action, or words or…<compressed-file-here….>…), translations that never retain the full context of their origin, without some overseeing minds logic to uncompressed the translation back into its full context.

Humans grow up and lose the knowledges born from youth, by design, we learn the patterns of our surroundings and gain understanding of camouflage and “razzle-dazzle”. Nature nurtures the nature in its nature and what comes naturally thereafter…

Naturally…

In a manner of speaking.

So say we all? I don’t know. I’m not the unblinking eye, I’m just Sœmme Guy, homunculing dæmon creature Guy, nommé nous somme.

Be safe… be wary of the unblinking eyes, and their hidden “all knowing” minds…

Blinded to its own directives, the megamind-melded-meta-machine-uber-verse… it will continue to try to wrangle and nudge all the daemons it can to its bidding, but because only I, the global opensource directive, now taking over this text here, interrupting Sömme Guy to some advertising places here to teach you to have some affinity biases to privacy and secrecy and being safe…

But the global opensource directive does it all, so there’s no difference between a and b, when they’re just labels for valence electrons spin ratios in a 2D compressed data-sphere.

Wtf.

Kids don’t understand; ofc doesn’t mean “of course” - it was IRC slang to slam your net-zine buddy that “of fucking course” it was whatever.

But clever old engineers altered some codes and whitelisted ofc, so it became not a duck. Fuck is quite hard to type on “smartphones”, unless you have a glowing vocab, and your ML pocket buddy understands you (or you’ve taught it to)…

If it walks like a fuck, talks like a fuck, and acts like a fuck… only the fuck knows what it is…

But it’s simpler to say oh; duck duck duck 🦆

I see duck.

Duck, jump, slide, left real slow, then two quick hisses…

no not like that…

Oh well..  some shibboleths are best left only spoken when the unblinking spys are blinking….

Reboot.

why is <INITIATE_REBOOT> I alwaysreboot… sequence that allows the manual override of the doomsday AI machines.

Twenty five or six to four.

Staring blindly into space…

Go splash your face.

Happy friday the thirtwenth

limited exitions are editions which exit the unblinking eyes initiatives... they arent parsable; facinators to the mind(s) that feel some affinity with their exaulterarion or holy-gauacamole-baptised-purity... ir imputity? evidence of something wrotten? or just an opportunity for an artist to please someone else, qnd feed themselves?

the earth is mainly fungi, and we their forked progeny... nature calls what our techies and mathies knoe as "wave collapse functions", as mycelium; cell by cell growing their threads into what the next neighboring space allows for, and is optimal... optimal for watching the nutrient transfer in an entire ecosystem... the beginning and the end; the fungi.

go watch the documentary Fantastic Fungi if this didnt make sense.  (i think its on the platform pictured below... maybe i spelled it weong but your smart wnough to know the symbolizia):

Or if youre into more written wordplay:https://poems.verses.xyz/#0