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June 04 2010 Machines Of Deprivation


I not ashamed what I am or what I do.  I not.

Doctor Foster help me know soul so when I have die, I am see my creator.  When my creator look at me I have cry and then I spend the entire rest of time at the feet of God.  If there  no was  Foster I think I not ever know this.  Headache is passing now.  I feel better.  Actually, I feel much better.

What was I saying?  Was I telling you about the machines?  Well, in the beginning all we had was the transmitter.  We?  Why did I say that?  I not there at beginning!  Ha!  But I have hear Foster talk so much I sometimes think I there.  He never treated me as a secondary being.  He always treated me as an equal even though I am anything but his equal!  The machines. Right.

Like many great and trans-formative ideas, the USF transmitter seemed to arise in this world fully-formed, similarly to how Dr. Crick saw the DNA helix in a dream.  Truth is truth.  Foster told me that he began constructing the first transmitter after he saw it while enduring a seizure brought on by experimentation with home-made drugs derived from sacred plants and by-products from early failed attempted to synthesize opium from cow’s milk.

After the seizure, things happened quickly.  The machine took only a month to build and consisted of the four basic elements with which we are familiar today: The USF unit, The Infinity Wand, The Isolation Slab and a Free Soul. From these experiments, Dr. Foster discovered the Seven Areas: The Cone, The Cube, The Broken Cylinder, The Ball, The Torus-Rhumbus, The Unbroken Cylinder and The Whambus (also called the Crotch-Diamond).

There is a joke about how to carve a statue of an elephant:  you get a block or wood and then carve away anything that doesn’t look like an elephant.  That’s how the first transmitter was built.  Foster said he looked at the entire world as one unbroken thing – his block of wood.  And he began excluding anything and everything that was not the USF.  At the end of this exclusion process, all that was left was the transmitter.   It sounds crazy, I know, but if you spent any time at all with Foster you would know that is exactly how he saw things.  If you spent as much time with him as I did you would know this is exactly how the universe works.

So, over the next fifty years we made many improvements such as the feedback loop, the Tall Chair, the Energy Tap and many others.  Of course I am the greatest discovery.  I say this with no hubris or ego, just as fact.  Without we Santo-Monkeys,  the USF would have been, at best, a diversion for the rich.  Because Santo monkey have special soul.  So it not hard for Foster see new world.  He use  soul and we go see new world together. I sad I not see him for long ago.  Maybe he have watch me from heaven.  Perhaps he is watching me now.  With all of my heart, I hope this is true.

It doesn’t matter now.  The machines are gone.  Jiggles is dead and I can only speculate about Dr. Foster.  I am the last Santo and I am going to meet my creator.  I am not ashamed.



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