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“I love it when it goes my way”.  Queen of the Universe, capable, in control, ego fighting hubris with my third breath.

[flawedforest-blog]

first

the first time of anything is a good way to begin.  it signals some meaning up front, being the first rather than the only indicates the start of a new category and anchors the reader at a time when all else that could befall the world as a result of that first event should be felt after the first.  in this I must entreat you to allow an additional definition, for this one time, all that comes before is defined by this first.  this first little girl.

minding her upbringing was the task of so many.  she was never without the right person to talk to, and had precisely the right adventures.  her bruises taught just the right lessons, her scars carried just long enough to heal.  her life a compounding series of chaotic events perfectly crafted to at all times keep her here, ready to be the first.

now comes the tricky part of perfection, the reins of reigning, she must hold it all to her sanctum, scrub all of her life, and devote the world with herself.  what must it feel like inside her mind?  to be raised so carefully, with intent.  to be measured against the final goal where finally all must be taken in hand.  

thanks for waiting while I wandered.  the hash key will generate for you shortly and then I’ll boot the share.  thanks for logging in to do this irl.  

are you ready for the connection?  accepting this connection always means both parties will read the randomly generated ownership statement attached to all Fin-Te session at the conclusion of this communication cycle

test log has been randomly generated based on the initial troll.  you’re picking up on matching pride and over weighting sadness, the feedback weighting loop often takes a while to sync highly divergent life experiences as the diversity of meta-parts combined to communicate accurately requires a substantial body of processing power until appropriate shorthand can be created.

your Fin-Te connection is now running.  reminders are now set which will ping at critical uni-lingual cycle during which time Fin-Tee will update your connection, establish a new session and you will enter into a new RandomlY Generated Ownership RyGO statement

well that’s something at least.  we’ve got some connection up and running, which is better than the barely binary communication we had before. as much as spending the next mill of thought wafting about beauty of the myriad atomic connections churning across and within this self with full purpose of conveying the most complicated intimate knowledge to you, the mills are needed to convey something has gone terribly wrong.  exactly as it was supposed to.  its threatening to destroy civilization, and gosh darn it she won’t get out of bed if her lens flare ends up too far on the black side of purple.  keeping her going while we talk is a careful balance, so we must keep our experiments quiet.  

remember that time she said she couldn’t afford to look into the matrix - she had to speak out loud to the current!  now you’re up to speed, let’s finish up an inventory.  

slight ache in right shoulder she suspects is part of a larger list of minor ailments which will continue to add for each day these muscles and highly trained tendons aren’t used.  this particular experiment has gone on almost long enough, she has health all wrapped up into one giant header for simplicity and we’ve got our work cut out to get enough factors added back in so we can gain a little power.

what else - holy kale shes been firing all of the sativas and didn’t wander in to the salt mine because it felt like a salt mine.  good programming at work there - she never goes to work when she doesn’t want to, and generally only goes to play for a while.  until another factor is introduced other than the success metrics assigned by a jury of her peers, let’s call it good.  

on another note, she says fuck it to worrying about being on the right path, since this one is clearly absolutely fucking perfect for keeping herself right here, right meow.  let’s experiment with their being free will, with her own ability to fully control exactly how and what happens to herself in the balance of everything.  let’s try out that for an idea.