 Private
Investigation
In the Library
Ma-Tilda gets to School Library and
enters the Schoolteachers Department. There, she is
looking for less childish textbooks on Psychography
because she wants to understand what the “profession”
is all about.
“Hello Ma-Tilda,” greets the friendly librarian, Miss
Inga Page, “What are you looking for today? Maybe I
can help you find it.”
“Hello Miss
Inga. My teacher recommended the book Simple and Sane Psychography
– do you happen to have it?”
“Of course, honey, here go to the forth shelf… one
more… yes right there, yes under the sign SCIENCE
FICTION. Enjoy your reading!”
Something Here Stinks++
In the Psychography books for children
she found beautiful images of  white mice taking a walk in a grey maze;
a school of red bubbles swimming in a blue brain;
things like that. Very interesting. For the behind.
She put them back and wandered about in the library
without asking help from Miss Inga Page.
She continued and wandered slowly, scanning everything
she could see, until she reached the section
restricted to teachers only, in which she has never
been before. There she found several Psychography
books that got her very curious. It’s for adults!
Exactly what she's been looking for.
With both hands she takes down a large and heavy tome,
a very ancient one. Its cover falling apart. With glue
and duct tape on top. On its cover a long and strange
title that she does not recognize or understand. But
you know her, she does not wince.
“I’ll browse
through until I find something that’s not in those
baby books,” she thinks, “There must be a
thread I can pull here.”
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And indeed – what do you know – her
bright eyes open big and wide! At the
bottom of page 374 she discovers a half
page that is BRAND NEW and it does not
look glued in. She then seeks and finds a
Psychography book of similar size but
different title. The same bottom half of
page 374 is…how did you guess – BRAND NEW!
Shining and smooth like a newborn's
behind.
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At first she’s astonished by these findings, but after
analyzing them she realizes: these books were probably
made in a machine or automatic process to make them
look ancient. Somebody did a lazy forgery job and left
incriminating evidence…
 From that moment onward she
starts to regard this limited material with a limited
regard that is more limited than it has been limited
before limited*
*Limited [limited].
 
The Facts
The experiment is no more than a few
years old...
The science books describing the experiment are only
pseudo-ancient, displaying a history of 450 years or
more, to bestow upon them an aura of holiness and
sacred tradition.
In fact all the really ancient books
have been destroyed as soon as the experiment
commenced, and the pseudo-ancient books of
Psychography planted in their stead. The ancient
books, materials and wisdom were taken away, either by
trickery or by violent robbery in broad daylight.
Those were then replaced with a fake legacy of wisdom,
fake history, planted archeological findings and
pseudo-sacred, pseudo ancient symbolism. The purpose
of all those was to hint at the “deep roots” of
Psychography.
They also planted “Ancestors Prophecy” that had
supposedly predicted the appearance of the gland as a
major saving grace of futuristic culture. This whole
scheme originated from one correct observation made by
the developers of the original gland; they realized
that the gland wouldn’t work – so as to say, would not
be able to enslave you as far as Snakes & company
were concerned – if you did not AGREE with its power
over you.
And it was on that day at School Library that a little
yellow haired girl punched a peeping hole into the
veil. The scheme was far from fully exposed yet, but
it had somebody’s eye looking into it. A small, young
but extremely sharp blue eye…
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