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Every 2000 revolutions comes a new savior…
News Years Eve 2063 The red glow of the Aldebaran star is as bright as the sun on this hot December night. The world has become a slightly different place. Though capitalism still exists, it is very regulated and controlled. All subversive or free-thinking activity has been abolished. Introducing T.B.L. inc., the new government, the new economy and the only media source in the galaxy. T.B.L. inc. took over in 2013 having started as a smalltime software company. They gained their power by developing the only reinstall software for the great 2012 computer bug, saving most of the world from disaster. They then began working on organizing the world money system, introducing the Platonic Dollar. By 2028 they were the sole proprietors to the world’s music, film, television, news, communication and military infrastructure. Twenty-five years passed very violently. There were protests, burnings and revolt. By 2054 T.B.L. managed to jail, gas, electrocute, torture and practically erase all subversive activity. Ten years later, few remain.
He logs off intersocialnet and sinks back in to the hot sudsy bath water that fills quickly. "Soon" he whispers to himself while sipping his glass of champagne. He's D.J.S. the last remaining subversive in New America. Known throughout intersocialnet for his underground audio publishing: (wav/disks such as "To Thine Own Self & The Candleabra Experiment") He only has a one second window to get in to the system. This is his last chance. By logging on…they can see him…The electrode is charged and bare wires run in to the warm bathwater.. "Soon" he whispers to himself… "Soon." His eyes, red and swollen. He sinks lower into the suds….
Safe, secure, warm
desire I'll peel back my
skin and leave tonight I rinse my thoughts
and cleanse the stains One…
The sparks fired at the first second of the new year. Bright lights flash, and a momentary sensation of pain grips him. He sinks into the red water that drifts slowly over his eyes, and begins to hallucinate. Psycho-sexual dreams came in and out. He began to see himself with a beautiful lover who wanted him. This lover…this machine. She pulls him closer, steel tentacles quickly emerge from her arms, plunging deeply into skin. He jerks back in pain she opens her mouth. Her body quickly shed it's skin and she became a twisting, hungry, steel machine. He was "in"…
You know exactly
what to do to me We're wired into
our divinity We belong here, you
and me You and me we are machinery Internal wiring safely
corrupts
T.B.L had been tracking D.J.S. for years since his release from federal prison. He gathered information for T.B.L. in exchange for early discharge. He familiarized himself with the inner systems of T.B.L. Up till a couple of months ago they knew his exact whereabouts. In November he disappeared. No tracking readings, nothing. T.B.L. sent a human to find him and eliminate his existence. His I.D is Agent 42….he’s their best.
I want you...To feel
like I do Next time...You’re
mine The next hit will
make you forget that you ever existed You need me to help
you get more But we're really getting close…
12 noon New Years Day 2064 After following an E-mail trail, agent 42 ended up in a sleazy dark lounge in the POP district of the city. The ambiance was in decline. Mostly old drunks and couples practicing their fetish rights. On stage, a thin, UN-kept young man in a cheap $400 ball gown sang jazz. An armed militant played upright keyboard. On drums, a seven and half-foot nude male (wearing geisha make-up) completed the mood on 40-year-old scaled down electric drum set. Typical for T.B.L controlled music. Pure 100% desensitization
I'm watching you
through your window I wanna take you
and make you mine You’re mine.
To what I please… I know you'd tell me that you want me if your fear didn't hold you back You came to me in
a melody Your destiny is mine
to end
It became unfashionable to keep any hard copies of any media in your household. Why store books, music, video, or pictures? They only take up space. T.B.L.’s new invention….the Electrixx…the ultimate in education, communication and entertainment. They store your media, they store your memories, they store your culture…all you have to do is log in…and request.
You seduce my body
Gold looks purple You invite my visions When they provide the reason We invent the lie… We are in No Pain….
The Electrixx (TV/monitor) in the bar was showing a major online protest. However it didn't show an origin. First it flashed "We are in no pain" in what would normally be the T.B.L. ID Banner at the top of the screen. Then subversive words popped up right in front of the programming. Agent 42 knew exactly what was happening as he read the flashing words.... Could someone have cracked the system? "No pain..?" 42 knew all about T.B.L. and it’s history…the real history. He recalls the dark time. 2012 crashed the primitive World Wide Web and every computer/Electrixx connected to it. The world went in to panic. Most everyone had done away with hard copies…and everyone who was anyone was getting their knowledge of the world from Electrixx…courtesy of T.B.L. It's over and no
one came What we are we became You're trying...I'm
trying When you’re
sober, you never lie No one is immune
to shame,
1:30p.m. New Years Day 2064 Agent 42 raced out of the bar and into his vehicle. He quickly logged on to intra-socialnet and ran an advanced tracking search. He put in some info and within seconds found the origin and address of the protest. He then loaded his weapon and headed there. He arrived at an abandoned pharmaceutical company. He went to the front and entered through the open front door. The inhabitants had converted it into a run down squat. In the main processing, area amongst the ruins, was D.J.S. A hand was poking over the side. Agent 42 fired his weapon and blew the hand off. As he drew closer he discovered what looked to be the swollen corpse of D.J.S. floating just below the surface in reddish yellow water. On the ground, was a portable Electrixx unit. He was too late…his job had been done for him. When he arrived, he logged in to his Electrixx. He put in his code to access the classified memory areas. He intended to post his report of the incident. He found an existing report that he didn’t file yet. T.B.L. had already created a post to reflect their side…the official side. As he read, he could smell the dis-information. And for the first time he questioned his purpose. It doesn't make any
sense Listen to me Follow me
Where are you now,
You can never return once you've been carried away
There was one piece of evidence that Agent 42 had that T.B.L. was unaware of. The hard copy note left by D.J.S. next to his body.
I had my hands on
the answer The days of living
life have been lost I feel a familiar
feeling In dreams I think
that I'm awake
"Where am I?" D.J.S. has emerged from his "incubation." He finds himself not within, but a part of the machine. How many days have
I been lying in the sand Someone believes
in me How many times can
these thoughts infect my mind
3:01 p.m. January 3, 2064 He found the front gate to the system. As with any system of the day, sex sells. This was the first time that he could actually see how much it first hand. He was there…the main hub of the T.B.L. sex market...He could see all the tragically aroused faces logged in.
Everything is free I believe what’s
in front of me takes me far away Invisible girl
8:30p.m. January 3, 2064 Two days had passed and the data became incoherent. The phrase "The Aquarius" would fill the Electrixx under the T.B.L. banner. What did this mean? Could it be "The Aquarius" that began in 1982. The system designed in the Middle East to be the mainframe for modern ATM technology. It was purchased, developed and renamed by an American company to serve as a basic database called "The Aquarius list". Aquarian technology used artificial intelligence to remember millions of names and record personal information. From 1982 to 2012 ATM machines served as a census. Trillions of neobytes were uploaded automatically. In 2013 ATMs became illegal when the great crash rendered them useless. When the technology was abandoned by the world population, Aquarius inc. (one of the worlds top companies) dismantled overnight, paid all debts, taxes and vanished. The disappearance led to much speculation. Many theories erupted over time. Some believe the "Aquarius list" was started by the extra-terrestrial visitors of 2015. Some believe that the list is T.B.L controlled. Most choose not to believe. The list gained notoriety in the 2040’s when it was mentioned in a speech by D.J.S. on his final international broadcast. The broadcast before his arrest. The List became a beacon to the world subversive movement throughout the 2050’s. ATM technology was pirated and used to record/distribute info on intersocialnet.
No answers…just frantic paranoia at T.B.L.
Agent 42’s obsession made him grow tired. He began to sleep. This rest was different. It was not normal, dreamless sleep. He began to have visions of something coming. Something very big.
I've been having
dreams of overcast skies Oceans for tomorrow form all around… I'm so far away from
anything that needs me Tormented by thoughts
I can't escape Pools for tomorrow
form all around They say my name Screaming rain...
11:30 p.m. January 3, 2064
Give me your conspiracies Erase all of the
evidence Access Denied,
Erase all of the
evidence Create another tribute
to talent
Life is hungry again Inspiration coming
through in waves We are becoming part of The Aquarius Tomorrow brings another
slave Into the electrixx
we gaze We are becoming part of The Aquarius
~~~…TO BE CONTINUED…~~~ |
