What are these faces doing looking down at me from the skies, these eyes constantly watching me, these cameras and these electronic sensors? The earth is made of eyes; the watchers do nothing but watch; they are a strange energy that does nothing but know; they are immortal as energy, and this energy is the knowing substance. This is what is in me knowing when I know something, something within my own isolated world that can with magic reach out and understand and know something outside of myself: it is the knowing energy, the knowing substance: it is akin to an electric current: and they synthesize this knowing substance in their laboratories and spread it out universally over the whole earth: it does nothing but see and know: it is the watcher.