July 28, 2012
A Plea to End the Chase
The blog is on the new safe servers now. I hope that lies to rest any fears about frequenting here. I can get into details next week maybe about just what is so special about our new location on the web. By that I mean, options besides better software security, firewalls, and the like. I had the web administrator leave the offending post in the flow of regular posts as a reminder of what I said it represented. (I know I'm deflecting or whatever. I don't want to get into it again.)
This is a message to Minnesota O.S.I.R. Agent Grant Sekibo. Grant, I want you to let me be. Let Sarah be. You're creating a self-fulfilling prophecy. You think I am dangerous, so you and your armed men come at me to capture me for your execution chamber. Since I will die, without a trial, without cause--as of the first attempt to capture me from my home many months ago--I must defend myself. That only makes you try harder. Then soon someone gets seriously hurt. Then I am the monster you say I am, but there is another way.
If you leave me alone I am no more dangerous than a man that knows how to use his fists for defense. I'm not out there hurting people with my gift. My first response is not to use it, but to diffuse situations with honest talking. If it comes to it I'm not terrible in a fistfight. It's only when people like you come at me with guns that I use my gift. I might use it if some guy tries to mug me at knifepoint or if I see someone about to be gunned down, but otherwise I'm just not using it. I only use it when someone makes me. Whatever happens will be your fault. Please, for the sake of your men, for your sake, for my sake, just move on to someone who actually is dangerous.
I'm not saying the gifted are any better that other people, but I ask for the O.S.I.R., and for you, to focus on actual threats. Please, for everyone.
P.S.: Last week I indeed did call myself a simple Cheesehead. The unfortunate comments on the administrator's section were not from him, but a final insult, or maybe challenge, from the hacker.
Tags: agents, Grant Sekibo, OSIR, hackers, Minnesota, pleas, protection, web administrator.
July 21, 2012
It's Josh. Last week's hacked post cannot be removed from the server, according to the web administrator. I won't pretend to understand how that happens, or works, or whatever. We can, not link to it, but there is nothing to stop Grant's hacker from just re-linking it into the blog. I said that we might as well leave it. We should let people see just who the insidious ones that are manipulating everyone. It isn't us. It's the O.S.I.R. and the regime they work for. I'm just a simple Cheesehead.
This is Melvin Klein, the web administrator. Please bear with us as we fix this issue with our website. There are no tracking bugs or programs in any of the software. I will be moving everything to a new server with added protection, of the mundane kind. I will also be implementing other special protocols not available to the general public. I'm not talking about encryption or firewalls--though we'll have those too. I didn't hack or finesse my way into city camera services to follow Josh that fateful day, I was those cameras, I was travelling the wires from one to the next. I just asked and they allowed me in, with a little coaxing. That is my greatest gift: sympathy with machines.
To the hacker who's behind this: Once I am set up again, if you try these sorts of shenanigans again you will pay for it with your hardware. Mark my words. I am a terrorist and masturbator, and you will die!
Tags: Grant Sekibo, OSIR, hackers, Joshua Rhoads, Melvin Klein, O.S.I.R., protection, threats, web administrator, Wisconsin.
July 14, 2012
Knife of the Truth
Josh cannot make it to post today. I don't know how he's doing. He has been evasive on that count. In fact I've been trying to track him down. I'm not sure where he and Sarah have gone. A group of O.S.I.R. agents almost caught up with him on Thursday. It seems as if a more predatory agent has been put in charge of his case since the two of them slipped into Minnesota.
I can't speak to the efficiency of Mr. Peterson in Wisconsin. Perhaps his arrogance got the best of him. Perhaps it's a matter of laziness. Maybe it is incompetence that has not been capitalised on by his other targets. Either way, by all accounts the new agent in charge will not be pushed over by an unskilled, running-scared physical psychic like Josh. Josh had better look out.
Now, I didn't come on in place of Josh to tell him things he likely knows already. I actually came on to speak to the normal, everyday people who read Umbral Intentions. Not the psychics. They know well enough what I want to tell you.
Psychics are dangerous. You know that old saying about how power corrupts... that absolute power corrupts absolutely. The power to bend wills and destroy bodies at will is a powerful drug. Even the best of intentions soon give way to baser emotions. People who think they are better look out for out for the lesser people. They take matters into their own hands. They act like vigilantes. They become judge, jury, and executioner. From there it only spirals out of control, and then just like all of the worst monsters of our history, they begin to tell you what to think. The difference here is that they don't suggest it, they don't coerce it, instead they just come in and make you think it. They put thoughts into your head and you don't even know it wasn't yours. You don't question it. You are no long you; you are they. Don't be them. Stand up for yourself; report these monsters to the local authorities. Mention Directive 7642C. Remember, together we can make the world a safer place, for everybody.
Thank you for your time.
Grant Sekibo, O.S.I.R.
Tags: Directive 7642C, evil, Grant Sekibo, OSIR, Joshua Rhoads, Minnesota, O.S.I.R., Mr. Peterson, OSIR, psychic, Sarah Jayne, Umbral Intentions, Wisconsin.
July 7, 2012
Self-Infliction Not of the Flesh
It sounds melodramatic, but I have lost myself. There is blood on my mind. A crimson tide breaking constantly on the shore. I don't know if would feel this bad if I had killed a man using a gun or my bare hands. It feels like I'm only here now because Sarah is propping me up, distancing the pain, even if it's only for a while. I can't describe the feeling when she induces the emotion in me. I probably only notice it because I am aware it is external. At first I resisted it, then I gave in and found that I really needed. Now, she is only taking the worst of the edge off of it, or else I may never recover.
A killer is off the streets, and I was almost one of his victims, but I feel almost worse for having stepped in. I can only wonder why it is that people are wired that way, to feel so bad for having done what needed doing. Even remembering his threats against Sarah only helps a little.
I can't tell you how many days it has of hasn't been since I did it. I can still feel it as if it was just a moment ago. The oddest thing happened during our fight... When his head hit the ground that final time there was a bright flash that obscured my vision and a burst of excruciating pain that felt like everywhere inside of me, all at once, but at the same time felt far away like a memory of banging your head on a cupboard. I don't know what that was.
Addendum: This is the Web Administrator. I want Josh to know that we all want him to hang in there. It's obvious that even though he felt the need to write the entry above, his mind wasn't fully on it. Josh included only the tag "murder" for this post. I have adjusted the tag list to include all of the following below.
Tags: empathy (psychic), guilt, Joshua Rhoads, murder, MyWayNow, psychic, psychokinesis, Sarah Jayne, suffering, web administrator.