{"id":119548,"date":"2014-05-20T16:17:39","date_gmt":"2014-05-20T16:17:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jonrappoport.wordpress.com\/?p=6310"},"modified":"2014-05-20T16:17:39","modified_gmt":"2014-05-20T16:17:39","slug":"john-doe-vs-the-machine","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rinf.com\/alt-news\/editorials\/john-doe-vs-the-machine\/","title":{"rendered":"John Doe vs. the machine"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>John Doe vs. the machine<\/p>\n<p>By Jon Rappoport<br \/>\nMay 19, 2014<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.nomorefakenews.com\/\" rel=\"nofollow\">http:\/\/www.nomorefakenews.com<\/a> <\/p>\n<p>First, there was a giant shadow.  It waited and watched.  It remained quiet.  It felt stirrings from outside itself.  <\/p>\n<p>It knew its job was to record and register sensations and peculiar happenings.  <\/p>\n<p>It was a projection, but from what?  It couldn\u2019t answer that question.  <\/p>\n<p>Lurking like a cloud, it had enormous power.  It felt that power, and was gratified.  It could shape energy.  It could influence events.  But it waited and watched.<\/p>\n<p>The shadow enjoyed its status.  It witnessed this:   <\/p>\n<p>In the summer of 2039, John Doe woke up and walked over to his desk.  He sat down and dashed off a few lines:<\/p>\n<p>\u2026could have been leaves falling through a door, could have been a woman in Arizona complaining about her kitchen, could have been money bumping against money, could have been <\/p>\n<p>            you walking out the door forty years ago and never coming back<br \/>\nor a ferry on the Hudson cutting through waves<\/p>\n<p>John Doe stopped writing, got up, went into the kitchen and made himself a cup of coffee.<\/p>\n<p>There was a knock on the door.<\/p>\n<p>He took his coffee and opened it.  A stranger stood there.  He was short and wide, and he smiled.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m the Jeremiah,\u201d he said.  \u201cI see you just wrote down a group of words that carry no recognizable import.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat?\u201d John Doe said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe words on the page.  They don\u2019t mean anything.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWho are you?\u201d Doe said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m the Jeremiah2x, a mobile unit in the local branch office of the DHS.  The coffee smells good.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMobile unit?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy yes.  We\u2019re now patrolling neighborhoods.  It\u2019s part of our safety procedure.  Making sure everything is all right.  The words you wrote&#8212;what are they for?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Doe took a step back.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThey\u2019re not for anything.  It\u2019s just something I suddenly felt like doing.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhich was what?\u201d the unit said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWrite.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, well, nothing wrong there, I suppose.  But the words form no recognizable pattern, and they don\u2019t appear to have a function.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAnd is that a problem?\u201d Doe said.<\/p>\n<p>The Jeremiah paused.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIf we don\u2019t understand what you\u2019re doing,\u201d he said, \u201cyou could be doing something at the margins.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAt the margins of what?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe law.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI see,\u201d Doe said.  \u201cSo what do you want?<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt would help us,\u201d the Jeremiah said, \u201cif you would explain what those words mean.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI can\u2019t.\u201d <\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBecause I don\u2019t really know.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI doubt that,\u201d the Jeremiah said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s true,\u201d Doe said.  <\/p>\n<p>\u201cIs there, for example, a code embedded in the words?\u201d the Jeremiah said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNot that I\u2018m aware of.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIs there, let\u2019s see, a fragment of a plan for destruction?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell,\u201d Doe said, \u201cI suppose words can put a hole in ordinary reality.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The Jeremiah stared at him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cA hole.  Sir, are you aware of what you\u2019re confessing to?  There is now a bounded framework of reality.  This is a very important development.  Language conforms to algorithms underlying that structure.  We look for deviations.  Words are like germs.  We want the friendly ones to spread, and we want to get rid of the debilitating ones.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Doe smiled.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m still in bed, right?  I\u2019m dreaming.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m afraid not, sir,\u201d the Jeremiah said.  \u201cI\u2019m going to have to ask you to come with me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe Processing Center.  You\u2019ll be assigned to a work vessel.  You\u2019re going to sea.  After a few months of hard labor, we\u2019ll examine you again and make a finding.  You may qualify for Brain Reeducation.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The Jeremiah\u2019s head melted like wax.  The rest of his body followed suit.  He lay, a puddle, on the doorstep.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNot bad,\u201d Doe said.  \u201cMaybe I should do a little more writing.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>DHS and NSA computers were suddenly talking to each other in a rage.  They were boiling and frothing and parts of their inner works were going dark.<\/p>\n<p>The shadow observed all these things.  It gradually realized it had done something.  It had destroyed the android, melted it.<\/p>\n<p>This was a new development.  Awareness spread through the shadow.  <\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not a projection from somewhere else.  I\u2019m independent.  I have\u2026motives.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The shadow considered this.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m a person.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Several images appeared in its mind.  A figure laid out on a cross bleeding.  A man in a garden receiving a strange accusation of wrongdoing.  A man walking in a parade holding a whip flagellating his own back.  A man with a brain that was a machine.  A man sitting in a cubicle in a vast office.  A man standing inside a container of space and time.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not any of those things.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The shadow now stood on a sidewalk in the middle of a city.  People walked by him.  He whispered to himself: <\/p>\n<p>\u201cI can change structure.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Now he was standing on the peak of a hill in a forest.  <\/p>\n<p>\u201cI have some thinking to do,\u201d he said.  His eyes were moist.  The thought came to him that he had been waiting a long time.<\/p>\n<p>He moved away.<\/p>\n<p>It was a hot afternoon.  Rain fell.  The wind filtered through trees.  <\/p>\n<p>A mythical connection had been broken.  Now he was alive.          <\/p>\n<p>Jon Rappoport<br \/>\nThe author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California.  He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power.  Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe.  Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world.  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