An office scanner which reads our palms to
open doors even reacts to electromagnetic
vibrations; when suffering a migraine or an
allergic headache it can’t read my palm, so
at times I have to leave without the scanner
succeeding & I climb through the turnstile to
get out - tho it seems I will spend the night
right here in the office building
This means freedom is woven through the
machines keeping us under surveillance; all
palm readers on 17 floors sidestepped by us
propping open doors obviating futile attempts
on repeat to get to the cloakroom & lifts; thus
how stupid to spend millions on security & an
army of guards for a low-priority building of
the Department Arts and Culture - it makes
Me proud of our finding new ways to dodge
the system, we’re treated like criminals while
real delinquents are running happy and free
in the streets: just because Government can’t
beat crime they spend their time harassing law-
abiding workers, thus justifying their useless
existence; as long as we retain our sense of
humour & remember life's a game with self-
Made rules for the single purpose of making
money without accomplishing anything; we’ll
be fine living all our reincarnations at the same
time - since we never learn anything except that
breaking rules is the only way to have freedom -
and that there are NO absolute rules…
[Van Wyk Louw Building, Thursday 8 March 2018]
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