To John (9 page)

"Thanks."

Time to time John made her feel
like a little girl who did something naughty.

It's like watching a hard core
porno, which she found in her mum's wardrobe, when parents are
away.

30 Dec 2014

3rd day of OS DLM

"John, it's working, isn't it? We
started swimming deep in Java."

"So far so good. I don't want to
be crashed into Java."

"Sorry, I mean the computer
language, not the actual sea."

"Ok."

"Ignore what King said. He was
quite useless, wasn't he? Anyway Mark gave up his bonus. We all
know why. Anyway, whenever there are two mountains, go for it. We
used to call it Twin Peak."

"Jose, you're such a genius. I
took my bonus. 25%. And you? Why not? We should take our chunk.
This is not a charity show."

"Ana, can I ignore the terms and
conditions of the bonus? It feels a bit weiry."

"Yes, you can ignore them unless
you want to cash out within this year."

"John. Sureal init? I still
remember your first lesson to me. Take profits first. I did. And we
are heading for another big wave. Wohoo. I will publish our job
online. That's one way to pay future fine whatever. Once it's
published, it belongs to the public. Anyone can use. Meaning we
have more funding. I cannot think of anything negative. And
you?"

John wanted to say shut up to
Ana.

"All agreed, Ana."

He was a kind of gentleman. Ana
got used to his tone. He meant shut up.

'I am glad I have my own real
account. Otherwise, I would be deeply pissed off after all these
hard works. I ate too much chocolate. I ate the whole Galaxy. I can
burp ABC.'

Ana heard her little voice.

'I don't want to be a princess.
This dress sucks. I want to be a king. I will be an emperor. This
is my Empire. I am the Genghis Khan.'

Which game was it? She cannot
remember. She could hear one of her brothers saying go away.

"Shall we burp together,
John?"

"Fair enough. Even you feel sick,
hold your hand tight on your mouth. Do not puke around, Ana."

"Ok.... I want to go to
toilet."

"No, you can't. 30 more minutes,
ok?"

Ana waited for 30 minutes and
exploded.

'You think you ate enough? You
have to make a turning point, man. Then it will start flying like
June last year. No one can stop it. This time. 30,000 ft. like
ghost flying. I mean automatic flying as oil dollar is in question.
Get the timing right. Do not play your ordinary, analytic dealing,
which dip you in sour salsa sauce 2008.'

Ana was shouting to herself
because she saw a similar pattern. One day good, next day too bad.
One step forward, two step backward. She thought they should make a
turning. A big turning. In order to make an end to this ridiculous
George Soros kind of shit. It was 1992. The death of BOE.

"There is no normal life, John.
Fuck it. If you don't fuck it, you will be fucked."

'So as a Canadian, do you think,
to refuse a bonus is a good gesture? Gesture is not good enough.
Didn't you see Putin the other day? He got 20 billion loan from
China just like that. Think of the interest per a day. You can do
better than this, Mark Carney. Maybe you have something which you
can not have as a foreigner. You do not have a crazy heart. That
cannot be faked for million years. I bet when you protected your
country 2008, you thought you were crazy. Am I right? Why did you
let that King express his opinion about the interest rate? Are you
in charge or what? Let's be happy together. Do not let any other
voice in media. Raise the interest rate. Or just an announcement
like Putin. Or you just play safe for yourself not for this
country. Trust me, you said?'

“
John, I have to
confess that I deposit £100 as my live account yesterday. I made it
into £135.97 today.”

31 Dec 2014

Day 3 of OS DLM + possible
cloud

'How much discount does BP get
from this investigation? They got severely fined by US regulators.
Why BP instead of BoA or BNP? Assholes. Turn to investigate US
relations. There are already hips of complaints. Shake it, there is
always a dust. No... waste of time. It's quicker to do some carry
trade.'

'If you are a manager of a
professional football team, what would you do? Will you spend all
the time with refrees or try to provide a more exciting game? You
make money from the fans. Not?'

'I thought when the US regulators
visited UK last month, they got fed enough. Basically you can not
feed blackmailers until you got totally bankrupted. Go to police
instead of dealing with all bloody sucking shits. This case, police
is the market. Market will judge. So, if a referee don't get a clue
what is going on, sack the dumb head. In a military jargon, we call
that kind of character 'an advisor'. If you are with that kind of
head in a battlefield, you are the first to get shoot with that
head. He is talking while he is getting shot.'

'I will hammer you into powder. A
very fine powder.'

Ana got upset by US regulators'
dirty old trick. Psychological burden to traders. No more than. But
it has been effective for a considerable time.

'Let us see whether your trick can
still work today. Is Eric Holder still there? The US representative
of UBS. He lost his dignity and credibility as a judge long time
ago.'

'Or you will see the real and
legal manipulation.'

"John, it's a chicken bluff. What
you think?"

"Yap. Those yanks think BP and GBP
has a tight connection. Their brain. CIA level."

"Ja. Constipated Irritable Ass.
You call it 'fecaloma', a type of cancer, which can be developed in
the rectum caused by severe constipation."

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"Sorry, Jose. There is 1-2 second
gap of execution. Can you figure out where that comes from? Check
my deal at 11:49:53. Does bother me."

"Ana, do not be bothered. Sudden
flow of heavy traffic. Not bad. Be tolerant of new comers. We are
going to an Arsenal today."

"By of today, 31 Dec 2014, we
moved our capital, Carl."

Ana could not believe her eyes.
Carl never ever let her know about his activities. She got
stunned.

'Oh well, this is a family
business, then.'

"Carl, I will send the
specifications of the hardware. Ana."

"Jose, we got another customer. I
need up to date details. Load up to the cloud. Stallman made 30 bil
so far. If we can make this customer, we can make more. He is my
brother."

"Ana, no problem. What about
securities?"

"Don't care. It has to be tested
anyway. Also in this way, we can protect ourselves from any
regulation shit. It's public. Let everybody know about this. Anyone
who can afford the hardware can use this. Everything is connected,
init? What do you call that?"

Ana had a quick look of Carl's
equipment.

'Shit, which century is he living?
This is IBM. Is he using fax too? Hard to believe.'

She sent him a question.

"Carl, you should change a few
stuff. Would that be ok?"

"Money no problem."

"Well said."

Ana felt her brother again through
the screen. Weird, this sibling attachment. Your blood feel it not
your eyes.

"John, it's done, the autoplay.
You don't even have to click it. Automated through the cloud. But
there is a very tight time limit. 10 min or so at the moment. I
will show you for the next couple of hours. Then, A Happy New
Year!"

"Just one more thing. I shouldn't
say this but a few UBS accounts will be hacked tonight. If you have
any client, give them a kind new year message. Nothing personal.
Their data base has a hole. A banking herb? Yes, a herb not a
hub."

Ana realized again that she is so
thick. She didn't know about new year thingi. The trade is diabled.
The autoplay, which she had been dreaming for years, has to be done
next year 2015. Autoplay...

She could hear her and her
brother's voice.

'Carl, Carl, autoplay,
autoplay.'

'What do you mean?'

'Autoplay!'

'What do you mean?'

'Au-to-p-la-y!'

'I said what do you mean?'

'I mean it. Au, To, Play!'

'Ex-plain.'

'Watar, watar.'

She grew up a bit and could
explain a bit.

"Carl, it's like water. If you
drop a stone in a very still water, it makes waves. If you click
one button, that click induces thousands of clicks or millions.
Your system has to be ready for that domino effect. Happy New Year,
your baby sis, Ana."

"I will update my stuffs and
system tomorrow and see how crazy you are. Carl."

"This time, I have to charge you
for my service."

"How much?"

"1.5% of the profit you make from
the date of using my system."

"Ok."

"If I don't get the 1.5, I simply
cut the connection and will leave you free."

"I said ok."

'I cannot think of anything else I
can do for you. You are different from other brothers. I saw your
real you. I saw it on and on. There was a glare behind you. There
was a flash behind you. You were scary. You were so dominant and
the most attractive character I've ever seen since I was four or
something. I saw real you. The beautiful you. The powerful you.
This is not our calendar. We follow our own time and period. And
this is me. I can command. I don't want to. But it is in my blood.
If I don't do it, it started hurting me. The flow. I cannot be
against it. My consciousness is too weak. It flows. Nothing can be
against it. Because it is the flow of the universe. The energy to
make the balance. The energy to go back to the black hole and come
out from the white hole. The energy to attract us from the
beginning. The energy for our birth on this planet. So once we are
born here, there is something we do. I do not know about tomorrow.
We do things, don't we, Carl. And this is not a fiction.'

This is not a fiction. This is a
story which has been realized and will be realized day to day base.
I will not pretend as if this is a fiction. Too tiring and I cannot
see the point anymore. The capital is moved. Now we are here. We
rule.

January 2015

1st Week Jan 2015

01 Jan 2015

New Year’s morning. Quiet. Ana
started reading a book called "The Last Book", which originally
written in Korean by an unknown writer. She started reading it
because the tone is so similar to the tone of that possessing
spirit, which got her the other day.

'If there is anything which breaks
the Balance, we turn into a tsunami as one. We are water. Water has
to go down. In our case, to the core of this earth. If we cannot do
it in my life time here, we will freeze the planet as water and
stay and wait another million early years for another testing. But
I will not be incarnated again. That means no mercy.'

'Whoever opens their shop and
works today will have prosperity for their diligence and
do-not-give-a-shit mind.'

Ana suddenly tried to think,

'Shit, is it tonight 10:00? Is not
a holiday or what? What happened to that cloud thingi? 9:00 AM in
Brazil. I can not call Jose. He should have a lovely new year
thingi time with his wife and three children. Shit. Carl will call
me. What can I say? I do not want to lose him again. He lost too
much too.'

'Brent crude subdued and dollar
continues to rise (Financial Times)'

'The funniest thing I've ever
seen. How does this make sense?"

She twitted,

'Petrodollars versus Dollars. Does
anybody know what this means? I really like to.' She hoped somebody
can answer.

Ana started reading the silly book
again.

'Nirvana does not mean anything to
me. I have never been here before and I will never be here again.
All off? Come one. What is blown out? What was? Is this the worldy
word for ultimate pleasure and enlightenment? That's why I have a
question about that Shakamoney. At least I will not call my son 'an
obstacle' for my enlightenment. What a bullshit. Maybe becuse he
was a man. He didn't go through child birth and the bondage with
one's own child. Physically he could not understand the bondage
which is the key point for the survival of a species. He
underestimated that emotion. In order to save one's own baby, a
woman can produce enormous strength. If anybody is truly
enlightened, explain it to me. Explain that sudden explosion of
physics. A toddler ran into the street. The mother jumped into the
traffic and picke it up and came out. It was like a film. Ex-plain.
You called your child an obstacle? I do not think so. It's the
opposite. Your child is your engine for this life. It gets
expensive though.'

Ana stopped as she spotted the
same word which Carl used yesterday. She felt dodgy. Also she
doesn't have any child. She felt uncomfortable at this point. She
cheered herself up by thinking that she has a different type of
child. Really expensive one. If anyone scratch a tiny bit of its
skin, she is ready to kill. Suddenly she remembered a Korean
proverb sayin 'having no chilredn is a hight living'. She thought
'whatever'.

'I do disappear time to time. You
cannot read my mind. Zero brain activities. I learned it from
Buddha. Heart Sutra. He is such an intelligent hunk... Anyway we
survived. Me and my two kids. And that makes difference. And it
will make a difference. A big difference. I am 50 but I have a fan
club of early teens. Let's say 13 or 14. They are so different.
They handle touch screens like their physically extended fingers.
They will be my real team within 3 years if they don't mind. I will
nag them to death and feed them nicely and will teach them how to
release the pressure in the heart, acute headache, back pain and
occasional panic. I will teach them what I learned. Medcine,
economy, meditation, cooking, music and computer language. I want
them to be healthy, rich, strong and full of good will. Intelligent
and wise to see the whole connection. I want philosopher kings.
Lots of them. Well... 12,000. Limited. Still what's wrong with my
dream? Can't I have a dream because I am 50?'