As you are aware I like to write a story once in a while. I will search the internet for stories I find interesting and try to find some documentation that supports my ideas. That is not what this is about.
Sometimes I'll try my hand at poetry or just let my demons out into the Ethernet. That is not what this is about.
Of course due to my skeptical nature and enjoyment of argument, I tend to get long winded and upset some people. I can't let that stop me and not what this is about.
What this is about is a simple house fly. I call the fly CHIA, Central Hybrid Intelligence Agent. He, is an assumption on my part that he, is indeed a he, and may end up discrediting my entire story if I get that fact wrong. It is a risk I am prepared to take. I won't even take the time to read about entomology to avoid embarrassment. After all it is just a fly. Right?
This fly has been living in my office going on a month now. I know it is the same fly because he has one lazy screen of photoreceptors. I assume it is just lazy but with each contraction he might be taking photos of me.
CHIA is unusual because there appears to be an emblem on each of his wings, I can't get a close enough look to make out the writing but jet fighters and the letters USA are present.
Now, here is the unusual part of the story and I know most of you will think I made this up. When I do general romping around the internet, CHIA flies in random motions around the office, but keeps one photoreceptor trained on my screen. If I find an interesting story, indicated by me sitting straight up, he lands on the tall table behind me and silently observes.
I realize the story I am telling here to this point might make you question my truthyness and by this time you may have a litany of rebuttals, but to the best of my knowledge all that I am about to reveal is absolutely true.
This is where it really gets weird! Whenever I start to write a story about government conspiracy or any criticism of Barry Soetoro (aka Barrack Obama), CHIA makes a vertical landing directly top center of my monitor. There he rubs his wings together like Mr. Burns scheming his next plot. I would try to swat him but I probably would end up smashing my monitor.
There is obviously only one conclusion based on the above facts. CHIA is a nano robot with highly developed spying and flying technologies created by the CIA to monitor my behavior. It is my contention it sends encrypted messages back to CIA head quarters.
On many occasions ( I didn't make this up it really happens), after many hours of tedious research and prolonged writing ( I am a one finger typist), I'm about to hit post and with my finger in the fully cocked position and my computer mysteriously shuts off.
Unfortunately, for the free world those stories have all been lost to the ages. Their relevance and importance in today's chaotic world would have made life just a bit more bearable.
I remember reading a story as a child, where a mosquito breached the armor of a great king. In the king's fit of annoyance and discomfort he ends up falling on his own sword. Perhaps that is why the CIA has sent CHIA to torment me. To choke on my own prose!