posted on Jul, 22 2012 @ 11:31 PM
yep. I said it. Nothing is real. I read a lot. We have all experienced a lot. Haven't we? It's an interesting thing, though, these days. It
as if there are only a "few" of us here, competing for "identity" and who experienced what first.....
All these threads hint at it, sometimes just blatantly nail it, but it's always there, lurking, that thing, that you are trying to say isn't you,
and is somebody else.....even the "new age" religion type of threads, encouraging you to let go of your ego and beating you over the head with it,
because "we are all one," this is the only way to peace, balh blah, blah....
In the sea and scope of that, you watch what happens on the news, etc., and nothing begins to seem real. Get what I am saying. Nothing is real, and
anything is not. Or something like that. And then, out of the blue, there's this thread about a seal being broken, and I just simply --
well, there aren't any words to express it really. Because the words have become codes, and even when you are trying to say one thing you are saying
something you don't mean....how screwed up is that. It means you can't communicate, after you've realized you can't really do anything else,
either, you just woke up to that today, and realized you are living in a place where nothing is sacred, there is no living....there is only CONTROL.
Or a few days ago, or a few spins of the circle ago, where we are recycling, regurgitating, the same plethora of incidents and violence, problems and
justifications all over again, and you are but a cog in the wheel, wondering if anyone sees the wheel, or knows, and then...
Is it possible that, holy crap, we aren't just one, there's actually TWO of us here. And damn, whether you are first or second, you are totally
screwing me...LOL. And it's all about CONTROL.
I'm laughing, because there isn't any other option....
Call me crazy, or just don't call......
The control has gotten more sophisticated, no doubt about it. It's all about Plausible Deniability these days. As if there was a time when it
wasn't . Control, while no one is seen laying a finger on you. Isn't that the nth degree of plausible deniability?
But in the midst of everything I see, I search for meaning, for truth, for genuine responses and actions, and wonder, does anyone share this void,
vaccum, of what IS, and suffer the pain of searching, as I do.......
Subjective reality, post modernism, and technology, a "world we can control," has brought us here. and where are we and who are us, having asked
There is too much blood, too much pain, too much feeding on the ills whilst pretending to make us "well."