30 August 2007

La Mac

I can't help but notice, Sir, ... and please allow me to channel for you the attention span of a voyeur at dusk before curtains and lights out so that your mind may content itself to gnaw on this question with me.

I can't help but notice, Sir, whenever you sit down for a while, a hungry buzzing swarm of minds shows up to leech your light.

Sir, who gathers the information that directs the swarm?

What swarmling is advanced enough to befriend an earthling, and how long is the chain of earthlings from the one at the bottom who reported your existence to the top of the swarmlings to the tip, tippy-top of the earthling chain all the way up to you?

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