Weird Fiction

Plant crops in your favorite mnemonist’s mind map.

discoveries of plotted terrains,

with occupational goals in tow,

await 3^rd ear reverence.

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Obliterati calculations!

have no reservations.

The true everyone of Andy’s fancies can be squeezed.

Just over nine cycles of seasons

round it to a decade and pop the champagne

Dial up the V.C.’s

panopticonscientious,

panopticocaine!

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Life under the gun or lens

still requires sustenance

for eyes, ears, ecology of self

electra-quotables; all worn thin,

as the masks of (((WFT)))

Swooping about the mindspace of Portland Earth, discoveries,  or disco-overies are ferreted out.  Pixel testing suggest a late summer encounter of this brewhaha.

A Third-eye revelation, Electromagnetic Archeologist is at this table.

Lurking on the Threshold, the Space-Time Transients set up temporarily autonomous clones. Earthbound beings found tip-toeing around surplus electronics, as evidenced here in this latest pineal cache extraction.

Lest these humanoid familiars provide too many anthropomorphic associations, they are often cloaked…
Confusing rather than concealing their movements. Fleeting glimpses can be acquired via coordinates gleaned during autopsies of these beings, particularly by piecing apart meta-data in the pineal gland, or “third eye”.