I’d like to tell you a story about a woman who lived in the apartment next door. She was taken out of her house in the early hours of the morning and left outside in the fog where she could not see her hands or feet, so she stayed where she was until the next morning, which was a Sunday. When the fog lifted up, she saw that she was sitting on a church front. She saw the pastor and the members of the church coming into the building. She asked them if she could come in to get warm, and they said, “Yes, welcome.” But she never knew how she got out of her residence.
The last she remembered, she was at home in bed, sleeping. It was a mystery. She was told about hackers that could get inside your skull and scramble your thoughts and memories. They could make you do things that you’ve never done before in your life or even thought of doing.
“What is going on in the world today?” she thought. Am I the victim of some kind of criminal behavior? People are being released from prison after doing a large number of years in lockup, but returning home to continue to do bad things for the dark side. And even they had not understood why they had been in lockup and that they had disobeyed the rules and laws of the world of the free spirits.
Now, it appears they have a say in the world of writing, in books and politics and art and music. We are under attack, she thought, by all kinds of things.
