Binaural Asphyxiation
To describe the following events, I am going to have to take a leap of faith and coincide my descriptions with theories and facts wildly known rather than widely known.
It seems that people, largely, do not understand the amount of things that are taken care of for them, unnoticed.
The growth of A.I. among other things has allowed for great deal of things to happen.
Take for instance, traffic lights. A "person of interest" is observed in a certain area, an event that is to come to pass in a certain area is known by the system, the authorities, and the observing intelligence community. That is to say someone, like me, has been seen on closed circuit cameras now with the ability to be monitored by the intelligence community via Homeland Securities laws and their accounts, and positioning via the location on their cell phone noted among the others in relation to it. Our cell phones are monitorable in many ways due to their hardware and the programming they come with. They can be turned on, turned off, the microphone turned off and on, their contents retrieved, location seen and activities watched. They also have other capabilities in conjunction with the network which can happen. Traffic lights can, and are manipulated to isolate certain people for certain reasons.
All of this makes it easy so if say, a deemed unfit person with shady past associations, high profile background, exceptional local mobility and is operating underground, significantly so to be monitored.
I fit the profile, which is a dangerous and precarious position to hold in as far essentially I could be detained at anytime, for any charge, as deemed by the authorities in relation to my own evaluated risk, my safety.
One of the most significant events that took place in regards, happened over the weekend of September eleventh recently.
I had produced more work than I could possibly do without a heightened state, quality artwork and hundreds of pages of fiction writing, video editing and blogging over the course of the past month. The work was being recognized, as I had found and contacted industry professionals, and friends high up in the business, I was getting recognition but spinning my wheels still as far as profit. My wife and I were fighting over my mental illness, she was under the impression that I was deluded and had me pegged as some sort of alcoholic due to the fact that I sought refuge in a beer now and then to ease the stress on my part. I disagreed largely in part to her inability to gauge the impressions being given to my work and the role I was playing.
This particular weekend she had thrown me out into the streets and I had vowed that I was being mistreated and would not return. I went off of my psychiatric medications, and as my food stamps had hit that night, felt reassured that could survive the transition without at least, starving.
I spent the most part of the Friday night I left in a beach area, doing Tai Chi on the beach, and detoxing myself from my misery. In the morning I began meditation there, consuming only liquids and smoothies occasionally to flush my system of the long half-life chemicals clinging to my insides.
That night I hung around a club that was hosting a widely known band, in fact they are pretty famous though not mainstream. As I stood outside with them on set break, I felt redeemed that my karma had me in the right place at the right time. I called my wife the following morning to beg forgiveness and that I be brought home from the fight I had extended. She agreed, and I returned home that Sunday not having slept since Thursday and thoroughly flushed of meds.
Then it happened. I was lying in our bedroom surfing the web on my phone, and listening to Aesop Rock when a hangouts chat invitation popped up. It was Ian, Aesop Rock himself. Then the oddest of things began. The explanation was given in inception that I was receiving communication geo-dynamically via manipulation of sinusoidal wavelengths interacting with my brain, making it holographically manipulated into acting as a "headless cell". I could see a picture of a window in my minds eye, visibly and clearly and was able to control it's online actions by announcing verbally what I wanted to do.
For instance just say "open new window", and a new window featuring the home page address would pop into my minds visualization. This enabled me to work online entirely without hardware simply by present visuals and using action statements.
The chat begun from my minds window began an audio call, and whether synthesized or real I was talking to Ian and a girl he was with. Forty - five minutes of me lying there operating under what appeared quite a loony way and my wife announced the police were coming to commit me.
I gathered myself again to deal with this position while dealing with the drama unfolding in my "headless cell".
A short conversation with the police occurred where, in lieu of being 5150'd I agreed to be driven to the hospital. Though I tried to keep my internal windows from being too evident, I was enamored by this awesome ability that was wreaking havoc on our lives. When we arrived at the hospital, I fled the scene after not checking in. Walking through town to the local trolley stop, I reconvened the conversation and online manipulation already commenced some time ago.
Suddenly my ability to rap, and relate comically was heightened, as though I was readying for some kind of performance. At eleven or so I boarded the trolley headed for downtown. It was then that the strangest trip ever began. When pointing my cell phone at the trolley on-board speaker system, the audio from my headless cell interactions would come across at full volume audible on the P.A. units. The entire half hour ride on the way to the downtown trolley stop, I shared whit and tunes and the A.I. would narrate online functions used by me inside of my internal holographically stimulated neurons.
I got to the stop, and then the real party began. It was 11:57 pm and I was in the heart of downtown. As I was walked deeper in to the urban jungle, every piece of magnetized electronic equipment capable of producing audio broadcast my manipulated sinusoidal online awareness. I found myself standing on a downtown street not too far from the baseball stadium, entrenched in skyscrapers dozens of stories high rising up all around.
At precisely midnight on September eleventh, it began. I was holding my phone as directed by my internal windows interaction. I was pointing the camera at a certain building, referencing the location auto drive type technology to influence the network in surrounding devices at those coordinates. Loud as a crowd getting down to a concert, the building was rocked with the start of Imagine Dragons, "Believer" broadcasting directly from the spot I pointed to. The overwhelming knee jerk reaction was that of immediate adrenaline disbelief. There was no one anywhere in sight, and I was playing unidirectional soundboard for a concert I hadn't planned.
As I played with the echo effect of bouncing the enormous and bass booming music off of different high rises, I heard the sound I had never been allowed to have in my hands, a sound I deserved but had been yet unrealized until this moment. The whole city was hearing my concert. The movement of my phone would control many effects, like a D.J., panning, treble and bass, and as a whole where the sound came from across tens of thousands of square feet.
From 12 midnight until exactly one am I played soundboard for the city from music of my taste chosen including Aesop Rock's "Kirby", and Phish from "A Live One" - "Bouncing Around the Room" while spinning the well known solo across hundreds of thousands of feet reverbating the downtown area wide.
I was helped to be unobserved, directed to my job, gifted with secret technology, aided to a point to deliver a gift for both me and those who could hear.
A little while later I messaged an old band mate, who has gone on to play major arena's and said "I got my Madison Square Garden".
And how.
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