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Glyph 1 - This Impossible Machine by Alex Davies

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I've run out of ideas. I consult this machine when I run out of ideas. Some kind of I Ching. Three groups of letters. Fourth, a red public key. I apply the key in relation to each dot. Magic happens by not waiting. I picture Burroughs in my mind.

Focusing on the dots, I choose a character from the key to direct my arrangement. By the way, the Ouija board I had tattooed on my skull ($200) was a complete ripoff. I contacted Greys, Reptile men, the Illuminati and the FBI. None of them were any help. "No idea, bro" (or the equivalent in their lingo) was the refrain.

The only useful advice I ever received was from a Viet Nam vet I was chatting with on the ham radio. He told me that if he were ever captured, he was trained to construct a house in his mind. He was told to plan the design, gather materials and put it together piece by piece, all in real time.

Each time I consult this machine a new lexeme is born. If all goes according to plan, construction will begin soon.

I tried to learn traditional computer code but it didn't work out. I need the machine.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008 | Unregistered Commenter6billionghosts

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