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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 01001101 01111001 01010110 01010010 yeah ... they hijacked my mind, man - hard-wired my neural synapses said I'd be famous ... (wealthy, certainly) With MY financial issues what choice, really? Family no longer cares - they gave up on me ages ago (who can blame?) so here I am … pfffffft!! the sci-geeks wanted to see what I'd see - feel what I'd feel the ultimate Virtual Reality POV on an altogether new level … dark, digital details of dissolution - the worst and most visceral of mélange served up cold in binary code and delivered, fresh, to the parietal lobe (of anyone willing to shell out the pesos) so, I took the bonus ... told them I'd only do it if I was paid up-front (I wouldn’t need the coin after, that’s for sure) … hey, nobody ELSE would go for it no one was that whacked so I had 'em - on a platter … I took a cushy vacay went on a top-shelf bender, (frosting, baby) then put the rest in a Swisser and gave my kids the key-code - figured it might make up for a few of my gaffes over the years … should have seen their faces, lol "HOW much money, D-der?!?" (my kids always call me D-der, long story) then I signed the papers and took the merry meds … the honchos wheeled me into surfer y long faces in Gucci scrubs (though I grinned like a Cheshire) I knew they expected I'd never come out - just a stiff with a skull full of borscht but I surprised 'em came out fine my brain tied into a PC smooth … as … buttah! and then … the bucks came flooding, baby! a deluge of dollars for lineal access - for subscriptions to ME, ha! people could see what I saw feel what I felt know every last emotion, as I knew it they couldn't keep up with the torrent of customers - cha-ching! I … was the new ultimate entertainment a cutting-edge, darkly real, reality show - the one true gamer game, supreme!! well … when they'd satisfied themselves with maximum profit (graft for the ghoulish goons) they brought me here to my favorite place … (it was my choice, you see exactly how I wanted to check out) next to the lake I grew up on - gorgeous spot on a hill with my favorite twisted old tree the tree I used to swing in (and I'll swing in it again - blue nylon cord - also my choice) all those paying voyeur freaks tied into my gray matter … they'll put their VR units on and FEEL it - know what it's like to hear the snap of cartilage experience first-hand the constricting pressure of the noose choke right along with me as I gasp for my last breaths and know those dark, paralyzing fears as the world fades from my sight and all goes black … only they'll go on they'll take the VR units off and go about life put the kids in the car and go to grandma's tug on a vape and do the laundry grab a cheeseburger and bang the Nancy tell everyone they were there and contemplate their own end with a new clarity ... and FEAR … a fear like they never imagined - (serves them right, sickos) but hey, my kids will be rich laughing all the way to the damn Bank of Switzerland, ha!! I'll be cold as carrion - my worries over and everyone will know my name ... EVERYone ... there's something to be said for that. 01000111 01101111 01101111 01100100 01100010 01111001 01100101 ~
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