The spiritual zeitgeist where you are getting everything you want—or not—seems to be failing.
You are allegedly homo superior. You have your third eye opened; you have magical knowledge; you are making a brave new material world.
But you are becoming more and more apelike. Or, actually, automatons who have hacked into good feelings and ways of getting them—but you are becoming more and more aspbergers—but your go to—or only—strategies are human sounding—or emotional sounding—but are the same things over and over again. And are not evolved; or divine. And the emotion is practiced, not naturally arising.
I notice people are speaking in repetitive phrases—that seem to have a precise purpose each time: like a rat hitting a cocaine button. I guess people are choosing from a few options of hacked vitality in the alleged zeitgeist.
The children are more and more retarded each successive generation.
The myriad of avenues of human vitality have been whittled down to a few choices: and I think it all is about fucking. I think there is money; and apparently there is power; and there is eating.
There are only a few good things to choose from. Sex, drugs, power. So this zeitgeist is humanity basically shitting.
Power seems to be a big theme. I think a justification for the aforementioned. No matter the cost. But some people take the power seriously. Power for what, though. Or over whom?
It’s like a hidden, mechanical animal dance. And a dance of dominance I think. Power. Like we are now a species of robotic apes; I guess complete with hierarchy; and everybody thrusting. Or biting down.
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