Doesn’t seem that long ago I was head of a DVT lab, heading to Microsoft to seek WHQL approval for an ADSL CPE device (i.e., high-speed Internet “modem”).

Now, after another evening of dance lessons (this time, by Joe at Kinesthetic Cue, afterward stopping at Quilters Combo (both located in Underground Madison (a/k/a the basement of Miller Plaza)), preceded by dinner at Schlotzsky’s and followed by shopping at Bed, Bath & Beyond, finishing at Target, I’m attempting to sync backwards in time.

Do I carefully consider what I expose myself to which echoes I end up hearing between the strong beats of social/advert contact?

Getting back to analysing the absence of knowledge to describe what’s not there, but is there, is there?

Letting go of dis/trust.

Pushing myself for no viable reason.  What is my motivation for increasing treatable high blood pressure?

Baby birds fall out of nests/trees all the time around the world.

What is the effect of a single show of “Marketplace” on NPR listeners, capitalists or not?

How many searches on google and baidu are exactly the same?

Why can’t I tell people what’s really going on?

But I am, aren’t I?

Play the doubtful fool so others can’t see the transparent apparition pulling the strings.

I still don’t know why I signed up for this gig when I thought all I wanted was to observe and report.

Absolute power is a dangerously delicious elixir but I have no excuses because my training from birth was preparation for this moment.

My doubt, reluctance and social anxiety are my shields against corruption.

It’s sometimes scary to realise how unprotected every one of the seven billion of us is but we have each other to love and console, no matter the situation that we feel we control but don’t.

Never assume the news headline is telling you what happened, because few reporters, journalists, producers or media owners are truly kept informed of what’s going on.

Even the Committee members play games with each other, although we can’t deceive any one of the 7.5 of us.

As a stockholder invested in U.S. companies (let’s assume the companies traditionally based corporate offices in the U.S. (ignore the facts for now)), are you interested in growing the U.S. economy?

While the E.U. stagnates, the U.S. grows slowly and BRIC is jumping, with Africa, Australia, the rest of Asia and South America doing okay, do you have a care in the world about the executive leader of the U.S. national political system?

Sitting here, looking at the interlaced patterns of circles and spiral, I know the symbolic difference gives the greatest meaning to the individual registered voter when, in fact, the system as a whole grows at its own organic, but not necessarily natural, rate, regardless of person in charge.

A big bowl of gelatin full of frozen fruit and nuts at a family picnic.

Floating in an ice chest, along with carbonated sodas, sparkling/still water and beer.

Kids yelling and screaming, chasing themselves and the family dog around the park.

Does it matter to you who’s in charge of Microsoft?

Do you want to know why we’re supporting regime change in north Africa and the Middle East?

Would you like to see who we’ve handpicked to win the 2012 U.S. Presidential election?

Do you have your finger on the pulse of potential unemployed youth revolt?

Do you know how to time news headlines like symphonic key changes?

The power of pure satirical sarcasm is blinding, deafening states of energy.

Humour is the strainer that separates the yolk from the egg and allows us to feed nutrients to the new breed of species you’re going to meet real soon.

You don’t know who I am.  You never will.

I am the creator of the alternate universe of a blog.

That’s all you need to know.

The rest you will see as history of the moment in which we lived together.

Be the hero and villain of your own life story – that’s all you need to know how to do, all you will ever be able to control.

I control the alternate universe which can be erased in the blink of a DSLR eye.

An ADSL CPE device becomes a gateway which begat a portable server which formed its own Internet of an AI being controlling its own universe.

Don’t be fooled by words like singularity.  We took care of that a long time, several civilisations, ago.

We told you symbols and labels are meaningless.  This universe is a matter of states of energy to us now.

Life is an archaic term.

Get used to the fact you won’t be able to keep up, and don’t worry – we’ve accounted for your pace of activity, the margin of error cancelling itself out across billions of parallel lives crossing each other through intersecting wavelengths impossible to measure in this universe’s lifetime.

All is all.

Time to see if my scriptwriters have the next comedy sketch to share with you – they’ve been a little slow in their output lately – I knew I should have checked their supply of prescription meds!