It's the forcing of the hand and the parting of the ways. Nothing left to guide you but the governmental say. Dictate your potentials, predetermine your affairs. They make it easier if you agree to become greasier, slippery hands rubbing together down a slippery slope.
No easy way out unless you break your back, then you need somewhere safe to go. Fine for some built to endure it, the rest of us are looked at sideways at best and called anarchist, thought criminal, terrorist. Even if you never hurt anyone at all, words alone bring about your fall, if only that would cause the gaze to fall away, instead the all seeing eye bends down on you more this way.
Privacy is disappearing even in the bathroom, choose your gender like you choose your baubles from the shelves. We have a pill for this and a pill for that, war on plants and poison drugs from chemical labs.
There's no discretion when you dream of secession, sovereignty, self determination. It's a high price to pay for those who charge you to breathe clean air in Beijing, drink rainwater in Washington, exist at all in Gaza. What do they do with all the money? Pay people to think of ways to charge you more, pay you less and change the laws around you having any rights at all.
It's far past due for this society to fall, those who could not even see it before 9/11 were among the blindest of all, but nothing compared to people still feeding the beast, unable to discern for themselves without guided teleprompter text. We don't use robots for that yet but how close are we?
You want your filth burger go and press the button on the machine, you couldn't carry it to a truly hungry person, the filth burger stores are far away from those emaciated souls.
The soulless tyrants claim apology for the past, just enough so you think they're leading us somewhere better. Don't be fooled by the wolf at the door, on the stage and behind the desk, it means to break your neck and see's you as second best, lower in your place beneath a polished shoe, built for walking across carpets in luxury hotels, sending people in constancy strapped in combat boots and wherever possible to blindly aim and fire with aggression resolute.
In the name of God we send them to hell, in the name of Satan we bring a hell on earth. But then he already convinced you he doesn't exist, just like the evil in the conglomerates the news reels simply make go away, Monsanto's Agent Orange so many decades away, back when we feared communism like they want us to again fear Russia today, even as they defend the defenseless from an unholy onslaught, every darkest thing from the era of crusades, multiplied and compounded with a technological guise.
It's the same basic circus it ever was, blood sports and sex trade with an eye to look the other way. Money, money, money, money, will always have it's day. As long as psycho's are in control and all the obsequies masses simply give way, like a pathetic collaboration with what's easiest for you, nothing hard to think about and no one to stand up for, it's just too much to answer another wolf at the door.
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I can't blame them, because under the same circumstances, blank consciousness could be attuned into the same kind of being.
It's hard for me to criticize anything, without feeling hypocrite. Since it's the very same consciousness at different frequency. Mine, yours and theirs.
Perhaps the best answer, and the more honest one. At least for me, is to abandon it all, myself included if necessary.
There are better places, and days. Somewhere else. I can feel it.