I was just watching modern C-Span; a government committee meeting regarding energy and decisions regarding energy—and, as always since I have been alive, the room was almost empty. And the chair was asking the energy chief about streamlining costs. And I felt gravity regarding the state of the world. Most of the people are gone. We live in an empty country—and I assume world. Government efforts are either superfluous or government is our provider entirely. Costs? With what money? Do we have a self-sustaining economy? Are there enough people left to have a self-sustaining economy? Without Marshall Law and partial or complete government subsidy—to the extent that that is even possible? Perhaps a better description is a compound—where work is ordered by the government and supplies like food and electricity and water and alcohol are rationed out by that government. Can we survive and produce and trade with just a much smaller number of people?
Someone—everyone—has been keeping the deluge a secret. I didn’t know. No one ever mentioned it to me. Or let it slip. The news never mentioned it. The TV never mentioned it. My parents and grandparents never mentioned it. In my fifty years alive. People my age and younger wouldn’t know unless someone told them. This is all we know. This is normal. Someone is keeping up the pretense of normalcy. More than normalcy: they are pretending that there are still seven billion or so people on earth; that there are 300 or so million people in the United States; that there are 350 million people in Europe; that there are over a billion people in China; that there are over a billion people in India; that there are now relatively minor issues like politics as usual; skirmishes in other countries that require attention—or don’t; etc.
And—and this is hard to even write: no one can die; or maybe even get overly sick. Or be imprisoned. Everyone has their third eye opened and can pass right through jail cell walls; and get shot and not die; and have AIDS and not die; and can overdose and not die. So even more there is a lot of lying going on. In the news. In conversations I have with people. On TV and in the movies. About people being shot and killed. Or being imprisoned. Incarceration rates. Racism. Police brutality. When there is no police anymore. And hasn’t been for a very long time.
There have been terrible acts of god occurring to many countries and city centers around the nation and the world. There have been so many hurricanes and tornadoes and tsunamis and earthquakes in major cities—that happen to be directly relevant to The Dole that must be keeping The Pax that God—who I never even believed in—must be very concerned about something. Perhaps God is Aliens. I have thought that. But would be God nonetheless.
So, it would seem something is very wrong. And it is obvious we have free will at play. And It would seem that there is some very significant decision that we must make—individually or collectively. And it is obviously significant each of our role in this or these decisions. Yet everyone just keeps driving that train. Full speed ahead. Or kick back and relax. I don’t know what everyone is thinking. I am guessing there is a clean information break between our parents or grandparents and us. Not a word. A perfect union. And I have to assume an agenda of some kind.
This is a secret that our parents and grandparents have kept from all of us our entire life. And obviously it is corroborated by anyone and everyone in power or of influence all the way to even the weatherperson on TV.
There have been movies that speak to what I now know is going on. To a point. The Day After. Planet of the Apes. Logans Run. And religious horror movies from the late 1970’s and early 1980’s I think that I now see try to address things in a way I guess. And more recent movies that were made for our progenitors’ children—you and me—that are further and further away from the point—whatever it is—that are more comedic; and more brutal. There have been apocalyptic movies and TV shows for decades now.
I have been living in the Truman show and was a child when everyone disappeared, so I didn’t know anything was wrong. Until I travelled across the country after a strange hallucination type experience in California that crossed into reality and saw that everyone was gone. I did notice real people in my life were acting very strange before the hallucination. And very strange after. And looking back I can see a lot of signs. When I confront or try to inform people, they attack me with terrible voodoo. And they torture and use me as much as they can get away with. And they keep me out of life as much as possible—in a series of profitable to anyone or everyone ways—I think to eliminate me as a threat. I always fight for everyone. I always smell the bullshit. I always have seen the conspiracies. I always have. At this point, it seems no one is even slightly interested in the truth. Or a solution. While you were sleeping—allegedly awakening—someone rearranged your world and your mind so that you would cooperate willingly. Even vigorously.
I travelled back from California to Tennessee—and all the way to New York and New England. And Manhattan and Philadelphia and Boston were completely empty. Starkly empty of people. I never really noticed it before. But looking back these cities were empty when I visited them when I was younger. I have travelled a little. And have lived in a few places. And there were even less people than I remember—and looking back, the world was already very empty. I remember subways being empty throughout my life. And there not being much traffic. But everyone was always going about their lives like everything was fine. I even visited Israel and Rome and no one indicated that there was a problem at all. Clergy.
Even on social media and the internet no one mentions any of this. But it seems a breaking point has been catalyzed—or this is the end of the line. The Presidents are acting very strange. The movies are very strange. It is like everyone has given up—or is ready to be done. Full. Or there is no more of whatever it was to get. And they are ready to die now. No fight over whatever may have been lost or done differently. No religion. No progressives. Nothing.
I have been fighting my entire life. It seems no one else really has. That hard. I know the hallucinations—to this very day—are real in some ways—not like portrayed. And not at all in others. And maybe no one was ever there. In retrospect. I know my many efforts were worthy. But I think entirely in vain.
I think we have to figure out a way to become sustainable. Individually, economically. I think our governments--the people you allege to be rebelling against--are the ones propping up our entire economy. making sure you have yourgrpceries and alcohol and clothes and electricity and internet and water and plumbing. Can we revive our society; our world--or do you want to become a subsistence farmer in a rural area? near a creek or river or dig your own well and carry water and chop wood for warmth?
Can you have children? Are your children viable? Are you a good parent? Do your children get the education they need? or just more of this mushrooming, self-collapsing pirating agenda? This is your world. This is you're future. the free ride is going run out. and I think it will turn out that it wasn't free. Do you want to adress that? or pretend it doesn't exist? Or try to hedge your bets some more. And let it ride? Your choice?
I hope of you are out there. And can hear me on the occasions I broadcast—through all of this static. That you are trying; that you are okay; that God is with you. Or that you are with God.
No comments:
Post a Comment