This is the second chapter of the Machinationacy series… For the first installment, click here.
I was not always aware of my stratagem life though I did have a hint that someone was always watching me. When I was a baby, adults would coddle over me, using the excuse of “being so cute” to monitor my well-being and every move.
I knew I was something special early on.
There wasn’t a minute gone by that someone was not watching, listening or supervising my every move in some way. However, being a baby and new to life, I had not known better and did not suspect anything unusual.
It was not until I turned five that I really started to think something was fishy. My parents secretly enrolled me in a program in which they called “Kindergarten.” This German program (translated into English for my own advantage for information processing), taught me all that I really needed to know in life. I was introduced to many young children my age who also were “selected” and objectified to a machinated life.
In Kindergarten, we were exercised regularly through walks, or small games. One game in which I grew to be fond of (and naturally very successful in) was one in which my facilitators secretly disguised one child as a “goose.” It was part of our training to take turns trying to find out which child it was.
We sat in a circle and touched the top of each child’s head, just enough to read his or her aura. It was our job to determine through this mind-reading activity to determine which one of us had been “goosed”.
A lot of the times, I did not know I was the goose. That’s how rigorous the program was.