I walk through the world each day and greet those who come my way. I am a stranger to most, and thus I greet the Holy Ghost warmly. I do not believe that I am anything special. I just take the circumstances at hand and joke about a greatness that is almost fairy tale in its wonderment.
Abilities swirl around me and I give people their privacy. I am no longer blind, but I have always been kind. People have revelled in my pain and I have had to just put it all away.
I meet a man. I call him CHASE. He may be here to save the human race. His eyes are blood red and the internet will bow to its knees as he gives it his disease. Can we say zombie technology. Bang on it all you want, it will not give you what you need. All of you have such torturous greed.
Then there is another. I call him VICTORY. You need to make others pay. They play and play and play. Here is a magical wand. Be steady in your ritualism, but never point it at police. If you do, I will swoop down and make you a clown. Burn baby burn.
I will call the last Joe, RUSHMORE. I make you a private eye right away. This legal system needs to pay. Draw Chase through and he will direct you. Use your suit and drop all your labels. A new being you will begin to be. I am working with your memory. Use a smile and "Eye candy" Andy will pull thru. There is no stopping what you can do.
I saw a Slick Willie pull through and wink at me. I was mocking Mark Zuckerberg's divinity. Mark you are like a jewel thief to me. This Pink Panther diamond wants to be free. Let's just say Facebook was Al Gore's idea and leave it at that. Maybe Craig's List was actually a morman male's idea. Blink blink I protect what is correct. Pascal is my memory. Fortran is reality. What does C+++ really look like?
Beams of light on my computer screen,
Those in the industry are really mean.
I wade the water like a curse.
Maybe pearls will fill my purse.
Mix a mastermind with computer divnity.
I just keep searching for the diamond, Andy.
I met you at a time that was holy.
The work I did for you took the whole me.
I walk blanketed with hateful weight.
Seeing you again is something I anticipate.
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