3.03.2014

OF COURSE THERE'S NO CODED AGENDA HERE.

The art of sneaking up
is becoming a lost one;
spying a lost art.

Not the lame NSA kind that brazenly makes phone taps and Constitutional breaches casual reality;
but the real kind of spying,

that involves:
patience,
total concentration, 
focused breathing, 
perhaps a degree of athletic prowess,
and innate sense of timing.
Of course knowledge that the only prize at the end

is the internal satisfaction of having totally gotten somebody good.

There are a few things that I say without arrogance,
just as hard fact;
one is this:

I am an incredible spy.

Someday the Master must pass along the baton,
which is why I am drilling the next generation to excel in this disappearing art form.

Practice, practice.
Someday, they'll thank me.

Like we'll all someday thank Mr. Snowden.



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