The rights we gave away to the electrician, the plumbers we were always happy to gas. For order, continuity. O.Heaviside and electromagnetics, the longevity of some schemes, we all have to dance around, just to finally know or see.
The Electrician: Part I, Nov. 9, 1888, p. 23; Part II, Nov. 23, 1888, p. 83; Part III, Dec. 7, 1888, p. 147; Part IV, Sept. 6, 1889, p. 458.
Then accept Maxmell (equation) Smarts agent 99, is surpassed by the generation of the Schrodinger cat, Butterfly effect and Cherenkov playing out and over again.
Because everyone needed to know.
But we already know, dont we? Do we all need to live the delusion to know?
Maybe, again choice in the system. A means for control without choice of individual intellectual or physical gain in that time. However the relevance of time, there must always be an exchange, a payment. Moving or thinking, balancing fast and slow.
Yet when whole regions see deformaties of growth of hominin due to the weight of the air, the next nobel scheme to fold up into nothing a nuclear anomoly. We lost our power as civilians a long time ago. And everyone love the electrical warfront delusion, it seems, so what to fight for, clarity?
But you, the ones who need to be nobel, feel above the beast of reality, are the ones with the money from the cover ups and you do the russian accent so well my looney tunes, how could I never not love you.
So, some may see, the variety of hominin, does not need a guise, and each existing electricwar grid zone, may be the means to differentiate the pathogens that reside at all those invisible layers in the sky, whichever way those antennae networks may pierce a human, blind an eye. Oh look a layer of a new bacteria this zone 3m from RL .… …That was the the logic I assume, to create a tangible narrative, however when the tangible narrative becomes the plague…
If we could just control enough to stop the madness <> but the madness is how you control?
If we gas them the right way they shall be able to see it though, my theory? With the antennae lines too? Yes sir, no sir, yes sir remember though it was never actually you who came to that conclusion sir….
To bridge without that insane dialogue in the background of our urban design…