Ok @Robert DeVore ... I'm now ... at this very moment ... pointing a finger at U ... and making that 'body snatchers' screeching sound ... But ...
My experience is similar to yours ... 1 day while relaxing round the house, the hairs on the back of my neck started to waggle ... I knew "The Man" was close, it was always there, watching, stalking, but I could feel the 'male-volent' inner-chi even stronger than normal...
Unable to relax or rest, I too began to stalk, creeping from room to room, until coming to the bath ... an icy chill ran through my very Soul, as I walked closer to the mirror ... In that mirror, I saw, the eyes of "The Man" staring back at me ... ... ... So ... I pointed a finger, body snatcher screeched, and fled from 'the reality' ...
Still ... I couldn't run or hide from the "Fact" ... I Had Been "HACKED" ... the 'Comp-U-Terra' of the 'biomechanical' device I was using had been compromised ...
It was overwhelming ... whack-a*s default settings (what's that? - U got a habit) ... fictitious spreadsheet formulae (what's that ? - U want a divorce) ... well defined undefinables & undefined well definables (what's that ? - U got it wrong, again) ... it was "garbage in - garbage out" ... "disingenuous directions" ... "quacky qualificatories" ... pure uncorrupted "BS" ... The Vessel & The Life, High-Jacked by "Identity Theft" ... replacing The Story with his story ... ... ... So ... once again, I ran in circles B Snatch Screechin ... which ... felt good ... But ... didn't fix a damn thang ...
And ... I knew what had to be done ... I couldn't afford to wait to lose the 'mind' ... I had to throw the 'mind' away ... a delicate procedure 4 sho ... one must rid one's self of aquatic filth while maintaining minorities ... ehh ... old chap ...
Addendum to Follow ... : )
