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We're getting scared, scared of losing our individuality, by becoming at one, through being caught in the net.

We're being net worked, through our use of the net, the net is closing in, integrating, inter-netted.

Dust motes in a cloud of Brownian Motion particles participating in a laborious experimental pass time.

We are becoming numbers in a never ending sequence of equations, becoming number, as in, more numb, more mental, more succumb to become more like lumber, trunks truncated, chopped and processed, shipped and chipped, to be sold for carbon "credits" in the New Green Economy, by analogy.

We are scared, yet numbed, by numbers, statistics, fractional reserves of ratios, multiplied and divided, like factory food made out of factory animals, fed factory feeds, by factory workers, in factory farms, in factory society.

Kill the beasts, chop their bits, process their numbers, document every thing, type it in, add it up, sum total, conveyor belt - 24,7,365 - box the bits, stick on labels, best before dates, store those pack ages, stack 'm high, neat 'n' tidy, in-and-out, in ware-houses, on schedule, no time to lose, lest you lose your job.

Put in the hours, over time, receive pay check, income to balance outgoings, cost of living, pay your way, get ahead, stay ahead, climb the ladder, keep afloat lest you drown in debt, death-pledged, mortgaged to the hilt, of the sword words signed on dotted lines, under-handed, left-handed, sinister solicitor, prostitute, the oldest "profession" to profess faith in the system, working for the Boss, to make more than it cost, to pay off the interest the Boss takes on top, while you get a cut from the bottom.

Bottom feeder.

We're scared more now.

We're being told that it's almost all over.

We're being retired, out-moded, out-dated, out-per-formed, up-graded, deleted from the work-force, not merely furloughed for a while, now we're fully fallow, because The System says IT's fully functional now, automated intelligence is here at last, finally, now.

Autonomous.

Auto nomo us.

And we "inhabitants" are 'being rehabilitated', re-situated, moved, removed, movements, rehabituated, habitually, reprogrammed, reconfigured, reconstituted, reconstructed, reconstrued.

In Habit Ants - in the Hive MinD Age - per forming duties in our colonies.

Get the message.

Make sure your connected.

Always, connected.

Phone ethically.

One Thought, One MinD. One Quest. One Answer: Google IT.

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