after almost being killed (by a coked-up car driver)

mil@secrecyplus.com

happy to be alive

and happy to see i am

happy to be reliving

the moments that almost brought my demise

happy not to be sighing

because that would be a bridge too far

happy not to be signing

a warrant of death like that old death star

happy to be seeing

that soon my projects revive

happy to be being

like men and women of old and yore

happy to be knowing

that claire and her team are ready to go

happy to be sowing the seeds seriously out there

of liberating forces no one shall now rue

happy to realise deeply

that me and you will be together

happy to understand steeply and proud

that spires are more than monuments of stone

happy to reassert firmer than firmly

that aspiring to do good is what we need this very minute

happy to reaffirm brighter than brightly

that our love for each other is grander indeed

happy to reach out and hold you close

as hand-in-hand we stand strong and tall as castle walls

happy to fight trump and musk and all

as big tech blows its trust and terribly falls

happy to go to europe-wide

and set it out as the most fabulous ride

happy to embrace and bring to an end

with the people who knew all along how to fend

happy to fight

shoulder-to-shoulder with them:

from viking proud to irish blood

from wily italian to timely german

from historical greeks to croatian geeks

from dutch ingenuity to belgian privacy

from patent swiss to perfecting frenchly

from spanish spontaneity and shocking invention

and the powerful retention of multiple cultures

that deliver our predictive and protective prevention

as a europe resurgent

makes a world truer than true

where an aspirational tech

serves the human first of all —

not of the human

as an investor clarion call of the baldest and foolish —

and finding itself able

to reverse all tech’s criminal business

which silicon valley has turned into the darkest of whispers

and those sibilant sounds like snakes in the chip

and the violent abuse of men who claim hip

made up of a big money ever-so-cruel

where the humans we still remain all these days

were formerly the tools of the idiots of lame

claiming powerful stages as if by every right

when in fact all they have become tonight

are the totalitarians of the shameful

full of themselves to the max

as the gruels of incarceration

trickle down the chins

of the alpha males

of a cowardly coat-tailing

whilst none of them ever

has had an original thought ever

and each of them always

copies only what they misunderstand

as tech after tech

they break what otherwise could be grand

and dismantle the good

which even they might have handed us

and so that’s exactly why

no sighs this evening

and that’s exactly why

with claire and her team of utterly amazing citizens

entirely sufficient and racing wisely to the start

with a soul and heart of fabulous core

brooking no external partners at all

and completely constructed

on our own merits and wits

and our own certainties and hits

and our own collective geniuses and genders

and people who never these days go on benders

nor sniff the lines

no crack their brains

but prefer to fight the best of fights

and make it totally right again

as lights come on to switch the game

from being these stupid

utterly mad mad men

unable to do a single thing of real

as pails and pails overflow with waters

of our cleansing truths (even where a mite haughty)

clearly showing we’re good and fine for sure

whatever the sex or gender or preferences

because what we are is better than them

and now it’s high time we roundly conquered

all the way there and beyond to that infinity

so nothing remains of their terrifying wrongs:

our final victory then of an absolutist nature

where russia and trump’s america

finally lose the battle

to be anything stupidly

as ever-so-slowly we manage

little by little

to rise to the top

as the cream often did

and reach the summits of fitting hidden forces

which all these awful people knew nothing about

because life ain’t even dimly a question yet know

of proving how much you won a war

for the truth and grandeur of all of that

lies only once won in doffing your cap

as to other wars you then move calmly on:

winning by showing only (not telling ever)

and never singing such songs (never never)

and so this is where we finally are

in secrecy plus and your secrecy astonishing

and intuitively deepening further and further

and profoundly seeking

the capabilities of tangible human beings

rarely revealed clearly before

until the day we chose to believe

that what we are and what we may become

is far far more … than the valley’s machines

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