dispatches

dispatches

it was standing room only

it was very tight

but you got used to it in the end

and

it was only like that at the start,

it got easier as you faded…

it’s not the way it was

and

I can still remember sometimes

no time and no room, no sound but for breathing, no laughter, no noise,no beeping, no bleeping, no clicks and no ringing ,no singing…no talking, no walking…just breathing and being…and seeing life’s seething…

standing room only you see…

we have all that we want, all that we need and we own nothing at all

we are allowed the standing room

and

the space to breathe

enough space for the patchers and watchers to see and to move…

so there is just US,us,the masses and the patchers, the watchers, the guides and the carers, controllers, admin and birthers and owners…

who own all the masses and patchers and watchers, the guides and the carers, controllers and admin and birthers…

the owners decide who who stays and who fades

controllers and admin tap notes on their tablets

the guides and the carers check all and report

the carers control all the birthers and births

…decide all… for us all so that we don’t think…

it’s all new now, you see, new every day, everything new every day and you get all that you want and you wish for… and although we have nothing and need nothing at all there is still a price that we must pay…and we pay it and are happy because we get more and more and more and because we keep nothing and let it all go…as we fade…

…all except for the children…

…we remember the children…

…and…

…the children get nothing…

…the children are the workers and the birthers of new children so that we can move on and fade…

…there is no stopping them now, they just keep on coming…the automators see to that…

…there is now no force from anyone…we have no more pain, no need for tears, the patchers and the watchers see to all that…

…they come when the watcher has seen…

…and…

…give you a patch…

 …a green one for heartache, a red one for anger, yellow for hunger, orange for sex, purple for love and a white one to fade…and as all the children are birthed the admin knows who to fade, one for one it must be so all remains equal and the guides and controllers get on with their guiding, controlling the masses…

it’s standing room only

sometimes a bit tight

we’re used to that now

and

it doesn’t take long to the fading

once you’re on patches…

…I remember sometimes in between…

…it isn’t..

…the way…

…that it was…