It began rather simple. A sudden noise following to a thought, Music apparently commenting on the current situation or the way of my thought, playing around with the Lighter to the point where it felt like a joystick by which I had "the Music" under control (which of course isn't working that way - therefore: "There is no spoon") - where there is a slim line between paranoia, schizophrenia and ... "Joe".
"Joe" is my codename for 'the Mystery' - the suggestion of an Entity within Reality that would be there at the base of -whatever it is- so that it could be/exist/work to begin with.

Some time later I had the strong 'anxiety' - which at some point got confirmed - that what now to me was true and in deed real, was to others a way of making a show of themselves. So, thats the argument, knowing what happens would allow someone to play with it; While in the end that is a way of making an example of how whatever I could do in that regard can as well be fake. OK! Anyway - who cares?!
Irony!

But yea, such ... "trickery" is one thing - I can only hope that the individual does posess enough wisdom to understand when its fake ... or otherwise ... to question 'how' it might be fake and therefore comming to an understanding of what alternatives to being amazed there are. In first place that might take someone to the need that said individual would need control upon lets say 'when' a certain add runs on a certain channel.

For the longest time that was the situation, nothing changing, while after some time - after I grew older and wiser - I knew that I wasn't faking it and thus I had the growing awareness "of it" - and at some point I so took it to the test and so I played a King of my Castle remix on Matrix Reloaded and began mixing around ... skipping through the track and skipping through the movie. Here the tale of accusations and so forth can be expanded. Know the movie and the music well enough ... that might do the trick - yet - what kind of a mind would somebody need? Anyway - as it happens there is no need to denie that it happens and so whatever the viewer is 'capable' of believing must somewhere hold the answer as to why or how it happens.


"How many keep Silver Bullets in their Guns?"


Here the line between being schizophrenic and just and simply capable of understanding whats going on blurrs. Taking it as an argument though I so upped my game, taking it to the point that is officially known now. Matrix 1, 2 and 3 - ... nuff said!