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continuation of sottogoverno
Thursday, May 25, 2006
the hologram
morning

It was 6.03 a.m. A ferrous tang spiked the mist. The remaining stars were extinguished and butternut sun engulfed all. Light effect spattered all dainty across How's bedroom. The fungal aroma of carpet, dank matress and tobacco cooked in the morning warmth. The sci-fi thriller in How's brain was drawing to a close, his other-worldly spasms subsiding as waking state conciousness drew nearer. Always a disappointment, to be brought back. But not today! This was to be a very important day! It was pay day - yes - but not just any pay day -it was real money this time. James and Lorraine had granted How a fund of $12 million euros, and today How had actual physical access to it. Cryo-funds given heat and a heart-beat. A punch in the presidents face. Actual tangible ACCESS. The ATM bent in submission: the sleek fingers and mat-black glossy card layered in nano-sized spines. And no, skimming would not be required this day, for the money was legit!

How exploded out of bed and draped himself in whatever cotton he could find. Kicking through bric-a-brac gunk and spent consumables he picked up the phone and dialled the bank. The electronic teller spelt it out with that inorganic aloof sheen only a robot could convey.

"The-account-balance-for--0330-4505 - 006-00---Mr H.B.Love IS.....Twenty Four Million, Five Hundred and Fifty Three Thousand, Seven Hundred and Twenty Two New Zealand Dollars"

A thousand joyous exclamations congregate within that skull. What was dream could now be acted upon - decisions made and realized. The stuff to be exhanged for anything else. The power of money is a contentious issue. Can happiness be bought? What happens to ones neurology as one spends? And the endocrine system - surely it is a high? These questions were now able to be investigated by How. How was now rich. And his next few decisions would be the weightiest of his life.

How decided to play it smooth. Perhaps a walk, perhaps I go for a coffee...

Suddenly.......a static chortle .........

"What to do first, eh How?" , a pixellated, invasive voice stabbed the air.

"Huh......what..?"

How turned, seeking it's source.

"Who's There..?"

How scanned further. Drawing his attention to the window, he finally made it out - a shimmering, scrambled digital phantom obscured by the external light. It was a hologram.

"You recieved funds today? Yes or No."

"whhha..." How stammered.

"The funds are through,,,yes?" the voice was compressed and crystalline, like an low-bit feed from a journalist in a war zone.

How's hand cut through the hologram with infantile complusion. It appeared to be a man in his late 30's or 40's, an anaemic looking androgyne, white hair, sharp, almost opiated blue eyes , shifting hue with the digital stream.

"Please respond....you received funds today?"

How eyed the hologram. Arcane familiarity swelled within.

"Yes."

Before he could say anything more, the transmission assumed a cone shaped appearance - heat and light intensifying within and around it.
It buckled, folded in on itself and then disappeared with a strange organic popping sound.

evening

The transition from pauper to multi-millionaire would prove to be an dynamic one. Old habits die hard. How took public transport, and today would be no exception, cash injection or no. How slouched in the stained booth, eyes boring into road. Cars would whir across his field of cognition, mechanical profanities and curses slaking from engines, further public hatred exclaimed from within each vehicle. Each vehicle popping past his carcass had a name for him. Cunt. Drunk. Faggot. and the pedestrians weren't no different.! A 40 something professor passed , soaked up How's being and told him to 'shut up'. Other simply flinched and looked immediately to the footpath. Public life par excellence.
hex:
http://www.workandincome.govt.nz/manuals-and-procedures/legislation/acts/social_...

posted by theorezII at 5:37 PM 0 comments
Saturday, April 29, 2006
nothing negative
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posted by theorezII at 5:02 AM 1 comments
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