I had created the FS system and that was fine. How easily these words trip off the tongue – it’s almost as if it were someone else saying it. I had created the FS system and that was fine. I had created the FS system and it was working like a dream…
There are times when I contemplate how this all works, how it all hangs together, and I find it frankly astonishing that it actually does. What a bizarre set up! What a crazy circus it all is. Once the thing’s up and running then it does it all by itself. No input needed, no management needed. You couldn’t give it input anyway – that’s not how it works. The whole idea is that it doesn’t need any input. What would be the point of it otherwise? What point would there be to a FS system that needs someone to guide it? You as well just not bother; you might as well just carry on as you were…
I had created the FS system and that was fine. It was up and running and it was doing just fine. It was running like a dream. Running like a dream. Running like a dream machine. Dream machine. Dream machine. Dream machine. How easy the words. How easy the words. How easy the words. The words are running off my tongue like clockwork – it’s almost as if it wasn’t me saying it. How easy the words. How easy the words. How easy the words. How easy the everything, really…
Hey why not let me live your life for you, suggests the FS system. Why not buddy? You can tag along for the ride. You can hitch a lift and not only that – you can make out that it’s still you living it. You can make out that it’s still you behind the steering wheel making those important decisions. All the fun of the fair but at the same time it’s not really you doing it. Someone else is driving the car now. Something else is behind the steering wheel – the FS system. The FS system is living my life. The FS system is calling the shots. “Hey chill out, buddy” you might say, “What’s the big problem. Isn’t everything just fine? No need to wet yourself over it. Why don’t you just sit back and enjoy the ride, like everybody else does…”
Maybe that’s what you are saying, right now, in your mind. Maybe that’s what you’re thinking. Maybe you’re thinking that I’m full of crap. Maybe you’re thinking that’s there’s no such thing as the FS system. Maybe you’re thinking that that’s just a big load of baloney. Who even knows what baloney is these days, anyway? Let the train take the strain. Don’t go bending your brain – let the FS system take the strain! Don’t you be worrying your little heads about it now…
Nobody gives a shit, do you know that? Do you get what I’m saying there? Nobody gives a shit. Really they don’t. It’s quite shocking just how much of a shit they don’t give! It’s written large above their heads in flashing fluorescent letters – “I DON’T GIVE A SHIT”. What bit of this don’t you get? What part of the concept of me not giving a shit do you not understand? What aspect of it do you find difficult to get? OK buddy let me spell it out for you nice and slow. Repeat it a few billion times from every known media platform. Encode it into the very fabric of society. Encode it into your neural networks so that it becomes part of the basic nature of your reality. Train those fine neural networks of yours to flash on and off with the same message: w-e-d-o-n-t-g-i-v-e-a-s-h-i-t / w-e-d-o-n-t-g-i-v-e-a-s-h-i-t / w-e-d-o-n-t-g-i-v-e-a-s-h-i-t /
