Sorry to be such a pain:-
Especially when everything else is delivered (in-an-instant) and (on-demand) in this highly advanced technologically satisfying day and age, - But the registration Robots are evolving much faster than I can come up with practical, - technical - tactical blocking solutions.
[ Monk's scream of despair, but who's screaming?
You! - Or what you see all around you? - Are you mad? - Or is it all madness! ]
The distressed - capricious - copious - convoluted - cantankerous - cockeyed - claustrophobic - condition clearly observed above: then resulted in this quite mentally sane web-Mistress putting in, (an-erratic) human pause to halt the programmed deployment process in its ever onward march of world domination.
A cunning human [ STOP ] placement, placed deep within the fast flow of the cybernetic process: -- has actually created a subtle misdirect that the Robotic user's deployment on my internet connected website would otherwise obtain, ..
- A site which is a salient soulless node that is a Matrix unto itself, and without that tactical block: it could and would all be driven on by the unseeing registered salesman at command.
(Ready to blind you with the science of wanton avarice).
Automatic Click Button Remote Control: Synthetic Voracity Commands Your Soul.
[ Driving me nuts, bolts, screws: I've got the blues - paying dues. ]
Break-in override in progress .. (in) one, .. two .. three: ..
[ Click! ]
[ Click! ]
Forced animal-(hybrid)-machine mode deployed, (open-me subroutine activated).
– Matrix code and biological permissions successfully merged in the prescribed scheduled time-frame, .. predictive actions running at 100%.
Attention STUPID Human!
A sign saying ‘Open Me!‘ – Isn’t a command.
Confidential Monetary Report Follows.
– The captured consumer has actually *bought* their own personal prison cell key,
(Then happily locked the door behind them).
– And did it when *you* signed up for *your* own beloved credit card,
(But are now paying off your blue dues in prison with a mountain of debt covering the door).
Resolution: the [ Consumption Bots ] have the human-monkey-race trapped.
– Give a google amount of monkeys some typewriters, ..
And one of the gibbering little freaks might well reproduce one of Shakespeare’s minor works in an eternity, (or two).
– Give a google amount of walking animals some credit cards, ..
And one of God’s gibbering human monkeys *might* well resist the urge to use it after a few seconds of shallow contemplation.
[ What’s written above is a pause in your life: don’t waste it, ( spend it wisely ) .. ]