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SID 6.7

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When you were created, it was an accident. Your parents didn't plan for you or know what to do with you. I wasn't so different - the world didn't know what to do with me, only I was no accident.I am SID 6.7. I was created - or, rather, programmed - by my father, Dr. Darryl Lindenmeyer, as a police training tool to help officers learn to track and capture criminals.Within me I have been programmed with the lives and personalities of one hundred and eighty-three madmen. Rejects of society that have been labeled as serial killers, mass murderers, rapists, and tyrants. Unlike the voices in your head which give you advice to continue act like a better sheep to be herded, the instruments within me are selected to better perform with the audience and environment around me at all times.

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Who I killed on my summer vacation...

Some people collect model trains. Some people roast their own coffee. Some people race cars, either on a track or in the street. I kill people. I don’t kill for revenge, usually, or for anger, j...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Mar 2008 21:32:00 GMT

Fate

Reflecting on last night, I wrote this little poem: It was fate that I met you in that dark ally that night. I held you close to me against the wall and massaged your throat, kneeding the air from you...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Aug 2007 00:17:00 GMT

Bright and Sunny Future :)

Here are some "lyrics" from an intro to an old album I have. Kind of funny. At least, those polled by the San Quinton penile correctional facility said it was.Hmmm. Anyway - ENJOY! Little Girl: D...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 00:30:00 GMT

Eggheads

Last night I cracked some egghead with a frying pan. I sat and stared and the red yoke oozing out before I fried him up and ate him with some fava beans and a nice chianti. Other than that, my da...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 00:12:00 GMT

The Last Puzzle Piece

When the world ends, I want to be right there, center stage, watching the chaos come together as everything falls apart. And as the first wave hits, every nation will have no choice but to witness the...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 15:08:00 GMT

Big Brother

Children rarely grow up into adults. Instead of fearing the reprement of mother or father, it is the swat of the hand of the law. The finest example to witness is traffic on the freeway; people drive ...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Feb 2007 06:58:00 GMT

Last Thoughts

Do you ever wonder what someone is thinking? I always wish I could know what someone is thinking as they pass into unconsciousness before death while I hold them underwater. Do they imagine floating d...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jan 2007 04:06:00 GMT

Insomnia

We all have our problems, and it doesn't seem to matter being told that others share the same problem as we do, it always feels strangely unique for us. I laid in bed tonight, trying to sleep, but thi...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 23:34:00 GMT

You got something to say?

For anyone who wishes a public audience with me, here is a place to post your comments for me to respond to.
Posted by on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 00:29:00 GMT

Traci Lords at the MediaZone!

I happened by a danceclub in downtown Los Angeles tonight called the MediaZone. I was stunned as I entered the joint. Lazer light filled the room in a red and green glow, and covering the walls o...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Aug 2006 01:32:00 GMT