It could be argued that the delusion is purely that I made the connections between each piece when each piece denies even knowing about the other pieces--cyberspace is a mad kingdom. You can one name at the end of one email, and insanity is a plant that grows.
You assume there's some cohesive plan in the beginning, but maybe there's not, maybe they don't even know--maybe it's a trial-and-error approach, a poke-and-prod to cyberattack. Maybe they didn't need to know--they roll a ball down a dark alley way, and it makes a lot of noise--it wasn't the ball, it was the bam, crash and bang! That was the trick. Hence why machines are made, not human intelligence, but machines, a ghost here and there, not a man, but a machine was after you the whole time.
He capitalized a few things, but he was just a rolling, crashing ball. Playing along.
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